I gave my stepbrother the graduation gift of a lifetime.

Me

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Story is fictional and tailored for your pleasure. May this inspire you to embrace your own fantasies and explore your desires.

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My stepbrother Tony finally graduated from college, and our family was throwing him a party to celebrate at our lakehouse. Of course, he's the 'golden boy' in my mother and stepfather's eyes. When I graduated a year before Tony, my family took me out for pizza, and that was it. 

I wasn't looking forward to being trapped around all my family for an entire weekend, but I was proud of my stepbrother for graduating — I didn't think he could do it. 

Tony is a goofball and never takes anything too seriously, so when he went to college, I doubted if he would finish. I didn't believe it until I saw him walk across the stage at the ceremony. 

He and I have always had an interesting relationship. We trade jabs and crack jokes at each other, nothing out of the ordinary from a typical stepsibling relationship. But when I say teasing, I've always been a tease to him. 

Tony had wanted to fuck me for years, and I knew it. It was his worst-kept secret. Over the past few years, when we were both still in school, every time we were home on a break, I would tease the fuck out of him, and I loved doing it. 

When my mother and stepfather got married, my mother and I moved into his large estate. Despite the numerous rooms in the house, my room and Tony's room ended up being right next to each other. He never had any girls over, and I wasn't sure why. I assumed it wasn't by choice and thought he simply couldn't find anyone who would want to hang out with him. 

Every time I showered, I would stop in front of his door for just a moment so he could get a glimpse of me in a towel that barely covered my body. And whenever I decided to play with myself, I knew he could hear me on the other side of the wall in his bedroom. Each time I moaned, I knew it was driving him crazy, so I made sure to moan as loud as possible. Sometimes, I placed my suction-cup dildo on the wall that separated our rooms and fucked it like crazy, letting my ass bang against the wall and the noise take over the silence in his room. 

Things got a bit more interesting one night when I left my bedroom door cracked open to see what he might do. I was having an intimate moment with my vibrator, my eyes watching the opening of the door, waiting for him to show up as my moaning increased. Sure enough, he didn't disappoint. 

He finally appeared and stood in the hall outside my bedroom, masturbating while he listened to me do the same. After I finished, my legs felt like jello, and Tony was still standing outside the door. I knew he hadn't yet, but he was surely close to climaxing and being the funny stepsister that I am — I asked anyway. As I watched him through the crack, stroking intensely at that point, I yelled, "Tony, did you cum yet?" 

Realizing he had been caught, Tony slammed the door shut. I should have felt bad about blue-balling him, but it was funny. What he did next time, when I was home for good after I graduated, was a bit more sophisticated and risky. 

When I got home from a shopping spree late one night, I went straight to my bedroom. I got settled in and noticed a few things around my nightstand were out of place, and I finally figured out why. I found a small hidden camera that was barely visible beside my alarm clock and immediately knew Tony had put it there. 

He was ballsy, I'll give him that. I would have been pissed and unnerved if I didn't have an idea who put the camera there, but knowing it was Tony, I decided to have some fun with it. He wasn't getting any action from anywhere else, and I did feel kind of sorry for him. All he wanted to do was see his sweet stepsister naked for the first time and get himself off. Did I make it that easy for him? Not at all. 

I got into bed wearing a thin shirt and panties and turned on my side, facing the camera hidden on my nightstand. I didn't cover up with my blanket, though, not yet. My hand reached down to find my breast, and I squeezed myself until my nipple was hard enough that the outline was visible through my shirt. Then my hand went further and into my panties, where my fingers found my clit. I circled, massaging until I was soaked. And I can't lie — knowing that I was being watched turned me on even more. I knew Tony was over in his room stroking himself while he watched me play, and it was thrilling. But, as much as I enjoyed him watching me, he hadn't done anything to earn being able to see me naked or even get close to fucking me. 

So when my pussy was wet and ready for my fingers, I pulled my blanket up to cover myself. Then I pulled my panties off under the blanket and held them up in front of the camera before I flashed a wink and covered the lens up with my panties. Tony couldn't see anything anymore, but he could at least hear me when I made myself cum. I'm sure he was frustrated, but he wouldn't get to see anything that easy. And that was the last time he tried anything like that again. That was the last time I teased him, too. And then he finally graduated. 

I hadn't got to talk to Tony much at home since his graduation. We were all scrambling to prepare everything for a weekend at the lakehouse, so I didn't have the time. But something about him was different. He didn't seem like himself. I didn't hear him being his goofy self when talking with the family; he sounded more serious and mature. And he was noticeably bigger. Tony put on some muscle during his last year of school; he wasn't scrawny anymore. He was built like a man. That wasn't why he didn't seem like himself, though, and I found out what it was on the drive to the lakehouse. 

It was just my mother and I in our car on the way there, and it was good to spend some time with just the two of us. She told me that Tony had been seeing a girl at school, and things got pretty serious between them before she broke things off with Tony right before graduation. I was shocked, to say the least. I couldn't believe he was actually getting some action while he was away. And I was surprised he found someone willing to date him. It made sense that he wasn't acting like himself. He was upset because his girlfriend left him, and he let it get in the way of having a good time at the lakehouse for his party. 

Everyone else was having a blast at the lakehouse for Tony's graduation party — except for him. Our aunt and uncle, cousins, my mother and stepfather were enjoying cooking out, swimming, and sharing stories. Tony was upstairs in his room, away from everyone, sulking. I tried taking him a hamburger and hotdog so he could at least eat, but when I knocked on the door, he told me to go away. So, of course, I didn't. 

"I brought you a plate. Open the damn door, Tony!" I knocked repeatedly until he finally opened up. 

He stood in his doorway with a mean look and without a shirt, and that's when I realized how much more grown up he was. I stared at his chest and arms; his muscles were huge, and he was ripped. I was caught off guard by how hot he looked, and for the first time, I was speechless. 

"Thanks, Sarah," he muttered before slamming the door shut. I stood there for a moment, biting my lip as my pussy fluttered. I didn't know what the fuck was going on with me, but I was highly turned on , and that's when I realized how bad I wanted my stepbrother.

Flustered, I went back downstairs with the rest of the family to hang out. But my mind didn't stop thinking about my stepbrother without a shirt on. I had never thought about him in that kind of way before. Sure, I used to tease him, but never once did I plan on actually giving myself up to him and letting him have me. After I saw him, though, my mind wouldn't quit racing. I kept thinking about all the things Tony could do to me or the stuff I could do to him, making me feel hotter. 

After the rest of us finished eating, I joined my mom and stepdad in the jacuzzi. I didn't plan on staying in there long with them because they began to get handsy with each other, which grossed me out. My mom had a suggestion for me anyway, giving me an excuse to get out. 

"Sarah, I'm worried about Tony. I've never seen him this upset," she said as she tried to get my stepdad to stop kissing her momentarily. 

I looked at her and said, "That's what us women do best. We can either make a man or break him." 

"Why don't you go up and check on him? Could you spend some time with him? I know that will make him feel better," she told me.

"I think your mother is right, Sarah. Tony might not say it, but he trusts you. I know he will be happy to hang out with you," my stepdad added. 

"Fine, I'll go," I said before leaving the jacuzzi and walking inside the house. 

I dried myself off and wrapped a towel around my body in my bikini before I went upstairs. I was a bit nervous because of his mood earlier, and I wasn't going to beg him to open the door. 

"Tony, it's me again. Open up," I hollered and got no response. I decided to give it one last go, so I knocked again loudly until the door flew open. 

"What do you want, Sarah?" He was in a bad mood and didn't seem like he wanted company. "Sarah, don't," he said as I walked past him and into his room. 

I scanned the place, which was quite empty except for a television, wondering how he could possibly be staying busy in there with nothing to do. "Are you ever going to join us downstairs? It is your party, after all." 

"Doubt it," he said, standing there still shirtless. 

My mouth began to water as I looked at him, and I had to distract myself. "Do you want to talk about it?" 

"With you, fuck no," he said.

Geez, I thought. He was in a foul mood and sassy, so I had to match him. "Well, you can't talk about it with your girlfriend now, can you?"

"Great, who told you? Was it my dad?"

I had hit a nerve that I didn't mean to. "It doesn't matter who told me. But I know you're not taking it well, so I'm being serious. You can talk about it if you want."

He looked at me, surprised I was being so nice and was trying to help. "There's not much to talk about. She dumped me, end of the story."

I knew if he would open up and be vulnerable, I couldn't talk to him how I usually did. I stepped closer and spoke softer. "Well, it's her loss. Did she even give you a good reason?"

Tony hesitated but finally spoke. "She told me that she needed someone more mature."

That was hard to believe because Tony had become someone I didn't recognize. He had changed and was more of a man than anybody I remembered when I was away at college. And I couldn't stop myself anymore — I wanted him, and I was determined to take his mind off his ungrateful ex. I was ready to let Tony have me however he wanted.

I moved closer and put my hand on his bare chest. "You're better off without her, Tony. She's the one who's not mature enough for you. You need someone who can handle you anyway, and she doesn't sound like she can do that." 

He lifted his head, looking at me curiously. I let my towel drop to the floor and had both hands on his chest, rubbing my fingers across his skin. "Tony, you can't let a girl like that make you feel down and feel like you're not yourself." 

I moved his hand to my waist and said, "You need a woman who can make you feel how you deserve to feel. I can be the one to show you how good you should feel." 

He didn't like that. I was trying to get him to open up and be vulnerable, to let him know that I knew how to make him feel like he needed to, but he didn't want to hear that from me. 

I felt his strength when he shoved me away from him, and I fell back onto his bed. "Fuck off, Sarah!" 

That's not how I expected to be treated when trying to seduce my stepbrother, and I couldn't believe he did that. I wasn't scared after getting pushed backward, though. Surprised? Sure. And when I felt how strong he was when he did that to me, it only turned me on even more. 

Tony wouldn't hurt anyone, but he was upset. "I'm not who I used to be, Sarah. You're not going to tease me for sport anymore." 

Of course, when he said that, I felt guilty. I imagined how frustrated he must have felt after all the times I teased him, and it was evident in his voice. 

"Tony, I'm sorry." I stood by the bed, waiting for him to look at me. "I shouldn't have done that to you, and I never will again." 

He finally looked into my sincere eyes, but I could tell he was still unsure. I had to prove myself and earn his trust, which I had lost a long time ago after all the times I teased him. 

As he glared at me, I reached behind my back to untie the string of my bikini top and slowly pulled it off. Tony's eyes grew wide as he watched me throw my top to the side, and my breasts were bare in front of him. 

I pulled my bikini bottoms down, taking them off to throw them away, too, and I stood next to his bed, completely naked. "Tony, let me show you. I'm yours." 

Those words left my lips, and he charged at me, his hands gripping my ass to lift me. I wrapped my arms and legs around him as he held me suspended in the air and kissed me. His tongue dove into my mouth, and I welcomed it, kissing him back just as passionately before he laid me down on his bed.

I was panting from the rush I felt when Tony picked me up quickly, feeling his muscles control my body. He gripped my legs, spreading them apart, and his tongue found my drenched pussy.

"Fuck!" I screamed when he licked along my lips and lunged his tongue inside my opening, fucking me with it. It felt so fucking good. Every bit of him was strong, and he knew what he was doing. I was wrong about Tony and wondered when he learned how to do everything he was doing to me. I teased him for years, and after all that time, I could have been feeling pleasure instead. All the nights I teased him, making myself climax and making him listen to me, we could have been fucking instead. 

Tony worked his tongue like a pro, eating my pussy while I squirmed on his bed in bliss. His tongue glided over me, lathering my lips and flicking my swollen clit before it went back inside me. Adrenaline swirled through me, and I felt so alive having my stepbrother give me the best oral I had ever had in my life. Our entire family was outside, and nobody knew what he was doing to me. The forbidden thrill amplified everything. I felt incredible, and I wanted more. 

"Tony…oh, fuck!" I could barely speak as he moved his tongue, trying to catch my breath between moans. "Fuck me, please!"

Urgency took over as he kneeled on the bed, unbuttoning his pants. I massaged my clit, watching him pull his pants down, and when his cock was freed, my pussy ached for it. He commanded the tip of his gigantic shaft along my lips, teasing me as I did him all the times before, but once he saw the look in my eyes and how badly I needed him inside me, he pushed forward and filled me up entirely. 

"Oh, god!" I cried out, taking every inch of him. Tony slowly went deeper until he couldn't fit any more inside me. The throbbing of his cock radiated across my walls. He was the biggest I'd ever had, and my pussy felt complete with him inside like his cock was the missing piece to my pleasure puzzle. 

Tony worked up a perfect rhythm, fucking me fast and hard. Each thrust had my pussy full and my juices pouring all over his thickness. He played with my tits, squeezing one while the other bounced around as he rocked my world. The sound of skin against skin echoed, mixing with the sound of both of us moaning, filling the room with an erotic symphony that gave me goosebumps. 

Tony was more focused than I'd ever seen him. He was getting what he desired for far too long, what he couldn't have before, and was making up for lost time. 

He pulled his cock out and smacked it against my clit a few times, which was fucking phenomenal before he commanded me onto my knees. "Sarah, turn over." 

I positioned myself with my hand reaching back to find his throbbing cock covered with my juices, guiding him inside. Tony groaned as he entered and went even deeper than before. He gripped my waist and ass at the same time while he pounded me from behind, shaking the bed furiously. 

The way I felt getting stuffed by Tony, I didn't want it to end, but he earned it. He had waited so long to be inside me. I wanted him to feel me around him when I climaxed, and I wanted to finish him just as much. 

I started rubbing my clit as he kept fucking me, and I encouraged the inevitable. "You fuck me so good, Tony, don't fucking stop!" 

Tony's groans grew deeper with each thrust. I whimpered as my ass bounced against his pelvis. He fucked me even harder, and my pussy started to convulse. 

“Oh…oh…Tony, yes!" I whined out, my legs shaking as my pussy shuddered in ecstasy. Euphoria swirled through my body like a breeze, and my pussy quivered with Tony still deep inside. My acoustics brought him to the edge, and his grip on my body increased. I felt his cock pulse before a wave of warmth burst inside me, and his cum covered my walls. I kept moving my ass back against him, slowly milking out every last drop until he softened up. 

It was fucking incredible.

We lay on his bed for a few moments before we cleaned ourselves up. Then I went downstairs and saw my mother and stepfather in the kitchen. "Hey honey, how's he doing?"

Oh god, I wanted to tell her how he was. He was finally himself again after fucking me silly on his bed — finally fucking me after all that time. He wasn't thinking about his ex-girlfriend anymore either, just me; the best pussy he'll ever have. I didn't tell my mother that, though.

"He's better but still upset. We're going to watch a movie or something tonight. That might cheer him up."

Of course, I lied. I did go back to Tony's room for the rest of that night, but we didn't watch a movie. I rode him, reverse cowgirl, to be specific. And we fucked every chance we got the rest of that weekend until we finally left to go back home. 

It's been a week since his graduation party. Have we had sex again? No, not yet. But my mother and stepfather left this morning to go out of town for the weekend, leaving the house to Tony and me.

Can you think of anything fun he and I can do together? I have a few ideas…

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