Amy And Zach

Step siblings Amy, 16, and Zach, 17, had just had a big fight. Again. A competitive match of tennis on the Nintendo Wii game console had ended up becoming a little too competitive. One of the controllers had ended up broken, and nobody was sure how it had happened. There had been hair pulling and name calling. Now they were both in separate ends of the house, sulking in their respective rooms. Amy was especially annoyed. She had been in the lead in the tennis match, and Zach had - as usual - not been able to handle being beaten by a girl. She liked Zach but he had this obsession with always being better, faster, stronger and smarter than a girl. This was often the cause of their fights. After calming down for around half an hour, texting with her best friend Maya about the stupidity of boys, Amy decided she hadn't had her fill of video games for one day and started looking around her room for the iPad. The iPad had been a Christmas present for them both to share, and they were both passionate about gaming on it. She looked around for the tablet for a while before she remembered that today was Wednesday. Usually Mondays, Thursdays and Fridays were Amy's iPad days (she had agreed to let Zach have four iPad days because she wanted him to like her more). They usually patched things up pretty quickly after a fight, and she figured that if she went to his room to apologize, he might agree to let her have the iPad today. She padded along toward the corridor toward Zachs room, still wearing slippers and pajamas - it was summer and school was out - stopped in front of his door and let out a sigh. "I'm always the one to apologize," she mumbled to herself. Then shrugged her shoulders and pushed down on the door handle and opened the door. What she saw made her squeal in surprise. Zach was in his room, at his computer, wearing headphones. He was completely naked, and he was holding his penis in his hand. If she hadn't squealed, she might have been able to close the door, leave, and he would never have known. But she did squeal - she couldn't help it - and he did notice her. "Jesus!" They both exclaimed at the same time as Zach pawed at the headphones with one hand and tried to cover his erect cock with the other. "That's so disgusting! Oh my God!" "Don't you fucking knock, what the hell?" Again, they spoke at the same time. Zachs headphones tumbled to the floor and he covered his crotch with both hands now. "Oh my God!" Amy couldn't help it. She started to laugh. Here was Zach, the guy who is always better-stronger-faster-smarter-than-a-girl, with his hands stuck between his legs, blushing furiously. And in the background on the computer screen, a blonde girl was doing a striptease dance wearing only her panties. She was twerking now, her panty-clad ass filling up the whole screen. Zach jumped up from the chair, extending his arms toward her to push her out and slam the door. His erection bobbed up and down like a spring and Amy took a step back. "Don't get that thing close to me, what the hell?" "Amy, get the shit out of here right now!" "All right, all right," she held her palms out toward him. "Just stay there, I don't need your dick slime on me. Jesus." She had to cast another glance at his cock. It was still hard, but it wasn't pointing upward anymore, it was pointing straight at her. It looked slippery and swollen. "I just want the iPad, okay? Can I have it please?" "Fine, take it." He turned around to grab the iPad off his desk next to his computer. "So is that what you like then? Twerking?" Amy nodded to the computer where the girl was now slapping her ass. She had slid her panties down a bit and you could see about half of her buttcrack now. "I guess." Zach handed her the iPad and shrugged. "She has a weird face." Amy thought the stripping girl did have a weird face. She had lips that were way too pouty and way too plump. "Well, I like her." Zach shrugged again and sat down in the chair. He was limp now, his dick hanging down, clinging to his balls. Amy turned around to leave, but she couldn't resist teasing him. "Oh yeah baby, I'm so hot and you're so big and mmmmmh!" She wiggled her ass at Zach, then jumped back around to face him, bent forward and gave herself a firm slap on the ass. To her surprise though, she was sure Zach's cock had grown a little chubbier than it had been before. And to her surprise again, that turned her on. This wasn't just teasing anymore. She was turning him on. "Well if you're not leaving, I'm gonna jerk it to you." Zach let out a short burst of air through his nose. Then he grabbed his cock with his thumb and two fingers, pulled the foreskin back and exposed the head. It looked wet and slimy. "Mmh baby your dick is so big and I'm soooo hoooorny," Amy breathed out in a husky, faux-pornstar voice. She was only pretending to pretend though. This had actually turned her on, very much so, but she was too scared to admit it. It was best to pretend like she was mocking him. She felt her pussy lips swell between her legs and she could feel the beating of her heart in her stomach. "Can I see your tits?" Zach was now half-hard again, the glistening head was pointing right at Amy. Without thinking, Amy undid three buttons in her pajama top, and pulled the fabric away from her breasts. She was only an A cup, and a bit ashamed of it. The girls in fashion magazines like Vogue and Elle had much bigger breasts. Eleanor in Amy's class had big breasts and the guys were constantly hitting on her. "You have nice boobs. I knew you would have nice boobs." Zach was again rock hard, still jerking his cock with the thumb and two fingers. Amy didn't know what to say. She wanted to leave. She wanted to stay. She wanted to thank him. She wanted to tell him not to talk about her in that way. She wanted all that at the same time. But the blood rushing to her pussy, the warmth spreading over her body, her hardening pink nipples - they all told her to drop the pajama top to the floor. So that's what she did. Now she stood with milky white A-cup breasts exposed in front of her stepbrother, who was staring at her like in some sort of trance. With his hard cock in his hand. He parted his legs more and she could see everything now. He was beautiful. His cock was maybe around six inches long, and she could see the veins in the shaft. His balls were a darker shade than the rest of his skin, and they were pulled up tight underneath his cock. It looked a bit like he had a tennis ball under his cock. Tennis ball? She started to feel silly about the argument they had had earlier over a stupid video game. "Hey, Zach?" "Hmm?" He lifted his gaze from her breasts and looked her in the eyes. Still jerking that wonderful thing between his legs. "I'm sorry about the fight." "Don't worry about it. I'm sorry too. And I'm sorry I broke the controller." Amy smiled at him. "I don't wanna fight with you, Zach. I hate it when we fight." "Me too. You're pretty cool for a girl, you know." Amy smiled again. "So does that feel nice?" She looked back down at his cock. Clear, slimy substance was oozing from the head now and running down the shaft, all the way down on his balls. She could hear a wet sound as his fingers were gliding over the glistening shaft. "It's so great, I do this every day," Zach reached over with his free hand and cupped them over his balls. They stood silent like this for half a minute. "I don't know what to do," said Amy as she broke the silence. She felt the urge to slide her palm over her pussy and insert a finger, then two - the way she often used to do before falling asleep. "I just like to look at you. If you want, you could let me touch your boobs?" Amy would have done almost anything. She wasn't thinking anymore. She took a few steps forward until she was close enough, standing over Zach. He reached over and grabbed her left breast, cupping it, caressing it, exploring it with his fingers, pinching her tiny rosebud nipple lightly and she shivered at the touch. She had let her boyfriend do this a few times while they were making out, but always over her shirt. This wasn't the same thing at all. This was the real thing. She realized she was standing with her mouth open, staring at Zachs hand over her breast, staring at his hand pumping his cock - faster now, more intense - she looked him in the face and their eyes met. "Oh wow, Amy, I..." Zach's voice was muddy. "What?" "Ah, mm, ah-ah-ah..." He let go of her breast, placed his hand on her hip, and she looked down. His balls seemed to had disappeared. "Are you gonna get off?" She barely had time to ask that, before he spurted. Milky white ropes, the first one on his stomach, then very quickly another one that landed near his neck. The head of his cock was so swollen. More pumps of cum. She knew it was cum. She had seen it in videos. She hadn't liked those videos, seeing some guy she didn't know get off over some skanky woman's face. But she liked this. She liked Zach. She knew him. Here he was, bucking and moaning. Messy cum all over his stomach and chest. And it was all for her. She had no idea she had this kind of power. She thought guys only liked supermodels and actresses with perfect bodies. After he had cleaned himself off with some toilet paper, they hugged. She leaned her head on his shoulder and he stroked her hair. They had been living in the same house for almost five years now, and this was the first time they had hugged eachother. During the hug, she felt the shape of his penis push against her crotch. It felt right. It felt real. And it was all for her. ------------- Thanks for reading. I'd really appreciate feedback and constructive criticism, both positive and negative. English isn't my native language, but I'm working on my writing skills, writing short stories and some poetry in my native language and all feedback is valuable. Thanks! -Emma