An Intruder Watches

They both meekly got in the huge glass shower enclosure and turned the water on. They both soaped each other up, and Brad gently washed Heather's long hair. Heather saw her stepfather's cock start standing up straight at attention.

"Heather, I think daddy's cock loves you as much as he does. You need to clean it off good." Heather started stroking his dick in circles, making Brad groan with delight.

"Brad kiss Heather so you can show her how much you love her." Brad quickly wrapped his arms around her and pulled her tight and kissed her passionately, their tongues swirling around in each other's mouths.

As their passion grew, the intruder encouraged them, while still waving the gun at them. "Brad you need to suck those lovely titties."

Brad didn't need any encouragement anymore. "I love you Heather. I love making you feel good," he murmured as he suckled on her young breasts, as if he were a baby feeding on his mommy's milk."

"I love you too Daddy. Please keep sucking on my tit. Please pinch my other nipple."

"Sure sweety. You taste so good." She started panting as he pinched and pulled on her nipple.

"Brad, you know what would taste better? Sucking on Heather's wet pussy. Now get down on your knees."

Brad snapped out of his haze and got rebellious again. "This is going too far. I am going to mess Heather's mind up doing these nasty things to her."

"It's okay Daddy. I don't want him to hurt you. I know you are not a dirty old man and you are doing all these things to protect me out of your love for me."

That was all the convincing Brad needed. He got on his knees and hungrily started feeding on Heather's bald slit with his probing tongue, as she moaned with joy and grabbed the back of his head to force his tongue deeper into her cunt. He reached behind her to finger her ass, but suddenly realized she still had the butt plug in.

The intruder smiled and said, "Brad don't be impatient. You'll have time for that ass later." Heather had never had anal sex and was a little worried by the comment but went back to concentrating on her stepfather working to bring her to another orgasm.

"Daddy please lick me harder. I want to come again so bad. Please go faster."

Brad replied greedily with licking her faster and harder. She gripped the back of his head harder as she shuddered and emitted an earsplitting scream that vibrated off the tile and glass shower walls.

After she recovered, she looked down at her stepfather and saw the joy on his face making her come so hard again.

"Well it is time for you two to dry each other off. That was quite an exciting scene for me to watch."

They gently dried each other off with a big fluffy bath towel.

Brad looked at the intruder with anger in his eyes. "Well did you get off on what you made me do to poor Heather?"

"It didn't look like you were forcing her, and it looked like you both liked it."

Brad looked down at the bathroom floor with an embarrassed look. "It was still wrong. I would never had asked Heather to do such sick things without a gun being pointed at us."

"I don't believe that Brad. I just brought your subconscious desires to the surface. Many stepfathers want their stepdaughter in a sexual way, or vice versa. They just either suppress it or act on it."

The three of them walked out of the bathroom into the bedroom, with the intruder still pointing the gun at Brad. "We did what you wanted, now please leave us alone."

"But Brad we are just getting started."

"What do you mean by that?"

"It's time for you to further show Heather how beautiful she is. Heather go lay on the bed. It's time for your daddy to fuck you properly like he's been dreaming about. I just had you go down on her in the shower to give an older guy like you time to recover from the blowjob."

Brad looked at the intruder with pleading eyes. "We had oral sex and I used a toy on her. But I can't have sex with my own daughter."

"Stepdaughter," the intruder corrected. "Heather go lay on the bed and spread those beautiful thighs of yours before I get bored and shoot you both. Brad, there isn't going to be a lot of foreplay here. I don't want you to have time to fight your true feelings. Now get on that bed right now and fuck the shit out of her."

Brad was scared that this pervert was going to shoot them and scrambled to get on the bed and quickly nestled himself between Heather's spread open tan thighs. His erection sprang to attention again. "Heather I'm so sorry we have to do this."

"No, you're not Daddy. You want to fuck me, and I want to fuck you. Please put it in me. Even if we didn't have a gun pointed at us, I would want you so much right now."

Brad looked into Heather's eyes adoringly. He rubbed his hard member up and down her moist slit a few times and whispered "I love you Heather" as he inched his way in. The butt plug made Heather feel so full.

"Daddy please make me yours." Brad soon started pumping in and out of Heather as she wrapped her legs around him and he sucked and nibbled on her aroused breasts. He soon felt like he was going to come, but the intruder had other ideas.

"Brad, I want to see you give it to Heather doggy style." They both obeyed and she rolled over and got up on her hands and knees. Brad was ready to insert his dick back into Heather and finish, but the intruder interrupted. "I didn't mean doggy in her pussy. It's time for you take that cherry ass of hers."

Brad was sick of arguing with this maniac and was so turned on by the sight of Heather's ass that he took out the butt plug, but soon hesitated because he was afraid of hurting Heather. His wife never wanted to have anal sex, but he was always curious about what it would be like.

"It's okay Daddy, the butt plug stretched me out back there. I want you to be the first man to put it in my rear end." Brad was in a delirium now, as he frantically inserted his cock into Heather's quivering asshole. She pushed back against him. She wanted to feel him deep inside her. He rocked into her back and forth, as she played with her clit and his balls slapped against her ass in rhythm to her moans.

Heather soon cried out "give it to me Daddy, give it to me!"

Brad couldn't hold out any longer and flooded her bowels with his hot sticky cum, while Heather cried out 'thank you Daddy!"

As they slowly regained their composure, they both slowly got out of bed and looked at each other very shyly. They knew their relationship had changed, and if Priscilla found out what had just happened, they didn't know how she would react.

"Can we at least put on bathrobes now?" Brad softly asked.

"Sure, the show is over for me." They went into the bathroom and got robes to put on and couldn't even look at each other. They were at least relieved that their ordeal might be over.

"Brad asked the intruder, "what happens now?"

"I am a man of my word. I just wanted to watch. I am going now. I am just going to tie you up Brad, so you don't try to follow me." He tied Brad to the chair that he had sat on to spank Heather and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Brad's son Jimmy walked in and the three of them all looked at Jimmy in shock, and he looked back at them equally shocked.

Brad was in the process of getting divorced when he met Priscilla and married her eight years ago. Jimmy didn't get along with his mother and she wanted her freedom, so Jimmy moved into Priscilla's house with Brad, and suddenly Jimmy had a stepsister four years older than him. At that younger age, it was hard to relate to each other with a four year age difference.

While Jimmy got along great with his new stepmother, his relationship with Heather was very strained. She treated him like a bratty little brother, and he resented being dominated by her. They both fought for their parent's attention and became very competitive with each other about their grades, what sports they participated in and how many friends they had.

As they got older though their relationship got better, and Heather became a mentor to her little brother. Jimmy had been short for his age and started weightlifting to become bigger and after he had grown taller, at eighteen he had now become a very muscular athlete. He started looking at his stepsister as more than a stepsister but tried to banish these thoughts from his mind. She had become his dream girl, but out of reach, like when a teenager fantasizes about a celebrity they will never meet.

"What's going on here?" Jimmy asked the intruder holding the gun.

"What does it look like is going on? I just watched your father and your stepsister masturbate each other, go down on each other and fuck like bunnies, and he even took her anal cherry."

Jimmy was flabbergasted. He looked at his father and stepsister and said, "is this all true? Why would you do that with each other?"

Brad looked at Jimmy with shame in his eyes. "He made us do it or he would shoot us. We had no choice."

"Why would you make them do all those things to each other?"

"Because I like to watch. It was really fun to watch and it was no harm. It really brought them closer together."

Jimmy was shaking his head. His stepsister was standing there in a bathrobe, with a look of bliss on her face and not upset at all. His father was also wearing a bathrobe and tied to a chair, looking at his stepdaughter with adoring eyes.

Heather sheepishly said to Jimmy, "yes Jimmy he made us do it at first, but in the end, we actually enjoyed it and realized how much we really love each other."

Jimmy was in shock trying to process this when the intruder interrupted his bewildered thoughts. "Well Jimmy, I found about their relationship problems through watching them on the security cameras and listening to them on the microphones I hid in the house. But their problems with each other are not as big as the friction between you and Heather."

"How could you know about the problems between Heather and I?"

"I told you I like to watch. I like to listen too. My psychology classes taught me a lot about how people interact with each other. So, tell me about your relationship with Heather?"

"I will not. That is private between us."

The intruder pointed the gun at Heather's head. "It won't matter what's in her mind or your mind about each other when her brains are splattered on the floor."

Although Jimmy was very big and strong, he knew he couldn't reach the intruder before he could shoot Heather.

"Okay, okay I'll tell you! Just don't hurt Heather!" Jimmy pleaded. Shoot me instead but don't hurt her. I can't live without her!" Heather looked at Jimmy in shock. She couldn't believe that he had just offered to sacrifice his life to save her.

"Jimmy, I told your father and Heather not to insult me. I am not a murderer, unless you make me one, and I am not going to attack Heather because I am not a sick pervert. I just like making people tell the truth and stop the phoniness with each other. It is like the movie where the officer on the witness stand tells the lawyer that he can't handle the truth. Can you and Heather handle the truth?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Tell me what you've thought about Heather since you and your father first moved in with her and her mother, up until now that your eighteen."

Jimmy knew he had no choice now but to be embarrassed or to watch Heather get shot. "When I first moved in here, I hated her. She was mean to me and tried to make my stepmother hate me. She made fun of me in front of her friends and criticized me and belittled me for anything I did. I wished she wasn't my stepsister, although I always wanted a sister when I was younger.

Heather was shocked that she had hurt Jimmy so much and felt like the worst person in the world. Jimmy continued telling the story of their relationship. "But as we got older, we started to relate to each other more. She even helped me with my schoolwork. I want to be a doctor. Not for the money, but to help people who need it. Heather wants to help people too, but with their minds, not their bodies."

"Well Jimmy, I guess your feelings for Heather started changing?"

"Yes, when I got to high school, she gave me advice about girls. But I had the same problems that she did. People know we are rich, and some people say I am pretty good looking, and I never trust what it is a girl wants from me."

"Jimmy, you are a very handsome young man. You look like you spend a lot of time in the gym."

"I do. I did it to vent my frustrations. But I ran into another problem."

"What is that?"

"When me and some of the guys were showering in the locker room, I noticed that my penis was much larger than theirs."

"Did you believe them?"

"I have watched porn movies and it does seem like my dick is really big. My friends started telling the girls in school and besides money and looks, they started wanting to be with me because I had a huge cock."

"How did that make you feel?"

"I felt like they didn't care about the real me inside."

"Heather did you hear about any of this?"

"Yes, I heard the rumors about Jimmy and was wondering how he felt about it."

The intruder continued questioning Jimmy like a prosecutor would. "Jimmy did you feel like Heather had it easier in high school than you did?"

"No, I knew she had stayed a virgin through high school and some boys tried to push her to go further when they dated her, but she refused because she wanted to focus on her grades. It caused problems for me though too."

"Why would it affect you?"

"A couple of times guys told me my stepsister was a prude in high school, but they heard she was now a slut in college. I knew she was not a slut and admired her that she wasn't ready for sex in high school and stuck to her beliefs. I defended her and I got beat up by a group of guys a couple of times because of it.

Heather was crying now. "Jimmy, I didn't know that happened. When you came home a couple of times with black eyes you told me it happened in football practice. Why did you lie?"

"I knew you would tell me to not defend you, but I had to."

"I thought you had a great time the last four years in high school. People said you were very popular with the girls."

Jimmy looked down at the ground with his face a bright shade of red. The intruder smirked at him. "Time to tell the truth."

Jimmy looked up at Heather and replied, "I didn't date anyone the last four years Heather."

Heather looked at him in disbelief. "How is that true? Were those all just rumors about you that every girl wanted to be with you?"

"The girls all wanted to be with me, but not for the right reason."

"What do you mean?"

"They just all wanted to be with the guy that has the biggest dick in the school."

"Is that so bad?"

"Yes, I didn't want to be with any of them. I was saving myself like you did, until I turned eighteen. I was waiting to lose my virginity to the only girl I love, but I can't have her."

"Why can't you have her?"

"Because that girl is you Heather."

Heather looked at him in shock and felt so lightheaded that you could have knocked her over with a feather. "You want to be with me? But I have been so terrible to you, and I'm your stepsister."

"You were mean to me, but then you changed over the years and I feel closer to you than anyone in this world. I love you Heather and I know you love me."

"I do Jimmy, but I am still your sister."

"You are actually my stepsister, but I know it would feel weird for us to get together."

Brad just stared at the two of them in disbelief. He had noticed that they had gotten closer and closer over the years and even seemed sometimes like they were flirting with each other, but he thought it was just his imagination. But then again, he thought it was just his imagination that Heather had feelings for him too.

The intruder smiled at Heather and Jimmy and motioned to them with the gun. "Jimmy and Heather go sit on the edge of the bed."

Jimmy looked at him with fear. "Why, are you going to shoot us?"

"Here we go with the shooting stuff again. If you cooperate with me everything will be fine."

"What do you want then?"

"I want to watch."

"Watch what?"

"Watch Heather take your virginity. It is time to get your dream girl. Only if she wants to though."

Heather and Jimmy sat down on the edge of the bed. "Heather, do you want Jimmy as much as he wants you?" She shyly nodded her head yes. "Then kiss him like you want to be kissed."

Heather leaned forward and gently kissed Jimmy on the lips. Jimmy felt like electricity was jolting through his body. They started kissing each other more passionately. Brad just stared at them with his mouth open.

After a while the intruder said, "Jimmy do you want to feel your stepsister's beautiful breasts?" Jimmy shyly nodded his head yes. Heather stood up and opened her bathrobe and Jimmy got to see what he had been dreaming of seeing. His angel of a stepsister naked. She sat back down and guided his hand to her tit and showed him how to rub it and pinch it, as she cooed with excitement. She then guided his head to her other breast and he slowly started sucking on it.

As her excitement grew, her pussy became soaking wet. She guided his hand to her fresh young slit and showed him how to finger her and rub her clit.

The intruder smiled at how well things were progressing. "Jimmy, do you want to taste your stepsister's cunt? She wants it bad. I can tell." Jimmy again nodded his head yes.

Heather laid back on the bed and spread her thighs wide. Jimmy got down on his knees and started tonguing her pussy with excitement. He played with her clit as her orgasm started to build. She couldn't believe how a man could want her so much. She never felt like this before and it felt like heaven.

Jimmy loved the taste of his stepsister's pussy. He was in a state of disbelief that he was getting to be with her. She started feeling waves of tingling in her thighs and pussy. She guided his hand to finger her ass. As soon as his finger slid into her anus, she came so hard that her legs were bucking, and the bed rocked up and down.

She sat up and looked at Jimmy, who was looking at her like a puppy looks at its owner for approval. "Heather, did I do good?"

"You were unbelievable."

He smiled at her as the remains of her juices that she squirted during her orgasm slowly ran down his chin. "Jimmy, take your clothes off," the intruder said softly.

"Why?"

"Heather has something to give you. Well, actually, take from you."

Jimmy slowly started stripping off his clothes and Heather marveled at his chest and arm muscles, and his chiseled abs. When he took his pants off though she gulped with a little fear at his enormously long and thick cock. He looked at her with trepidation.

"Heather, is my dick as big as everyone says it is?"

"Jimmy, that isn't a cock, it's a weapon," she giggled. "Lay on the bed and let me take care of my little brother."

Jimmy laid on the bed as Heather got on her knees and slowly tried to fit Jimmy's man meat into her mouth. It was like trying to eat a foot long hot dog in one gulp. She slowly got it partially in her mouth and lovingly started sucking on it. Jimmy didn't care that she couldn't fit it all the way in. He had his virgin penis in his dream girl's mouth, and he was over the moon with joy.

Heather took her time licking and sucking on his member like a lollipop. As he started feeling like he was going to come, he started trying to push her off his dick. "Heather, I can't hold it much longer. I don't want you to have to swallow it. Some girls don't like that."

She opened her mouth and temporarily pulled his cock out of it. "Jimmy, I don't usually have guys come in my mouth, but I want you to and I'm going to swallow it. I want to suck your cock every day if you let me. She inserted his throbbing member back into her mouth again and took it as deep as she could down her throat.