Caught in the Act

It was late at night when Catherine came home after her night class at the local college. She was exhausted and ready to finally relax. Midterms were killing her.

The apartment was dark and quiet. There was a note on the microwave from her stepbrother Victor: "Catherine-- Gone out with some friends. Will be back late. Jalapeno poppers in the oven."

Catherine smiled. It was nice of Victor to make her favorite junk food, even if he wasn't going to be around to split it with her. But of course, Victor was always nice to her, ever since their parents married when they were both in high school.

She was attracted to him since high school as well. It was hard not to be with his too-long dark hair, ripped muscles and a nice tan from his part-time job as a lifeguard. Now they were both in college and decided to split the rent on a cheap off-campus apartment instead of using the overpriced college dorms. It worked out well. He was a good roommate and a lot of fun to hang out with. Also really nice to look at.

Catherine settled on the couch and set up her laptop on the coffee table. She watched Netflix as she ate, feeling herself relax as the stress of the day melted away. With the stress gone, other feelings rose up. It had been weeks since she found the time to masturbate, and the urge to do so was quickly becoming overwhelming.

Victor probably wouldn't be home for a few more hours, so she had the apartment all to herself. Catherine pulled up her favorite porn site on her laptop. She chose a mild dom/sub video and watched as the man pinned the woman against the bed and kissed her forcefully.

Catherine unzipped her pants and slipped a hand into her panties, feeling her wet pussy. Her fingers touched her clit and sent an electric thrill through her. She bit her lips as she slipped two fingers into her tight pussy.

In the video, the man had torn off the woman's panties and put both her legs over one of his shoulders, giving the camera a good view when he licked her pussy. As flicked her clit with his tongue, the woman groaned and pretended to bury her face into the pillow.

Catherine gasped softly as she thrust her fingers in and out, in and out. It felt so good. What she wouldn't give for Victor to eat her out like that, to handle her like that.

The pressure for an orgasm was building up inside her as she watched. Oh god, she was about to come.

"So that's what you're into."

Surprise shocked her like a bucket of cold water. Catherine looked up to see Victor standing in the doorway and quickly shut the laptop lid before curling up on one side of the couch. She felt her face grow warm as the mortification set in. But even though she had backed away from the edge of climax, she felt herself get even more aroused from getting caught. "How long were you there?" she said.

"Long enough," he said, giving her a crooked smile. "You have a bedroom, you know." He leaned against the doorway and crossed his arms which made the muscles stand out even more.

"You said you were going out," she said. "I didn't think you would be home so early."

"It's almost midnight, Cathy."

She flushed and looked down. "I'm sorry."

He strode toward her and gathered her up into a hug. Catherine inhaled his smell, which was always a mix of suntan lotion and chlorine from the community pool. "Nothing to be sorry about, sis," he said.

She grimaced. She hated that nickname. They hadn't even met until high school. She considered him more as a friend than a brother but the nickname always reminded her that no matter how sexy she thought he was, he didn't see her as anything other than a little sister.

Casually, he flipped open the laptop lid and the video started playing again. The man was fucking the woman now, his cock brutally thrusting and out of her as he pinned her down on the bed. "So that's what you're into," Victor said.

"Ugh, turn it off, weirdo."

"I don't know. You didn't finish, did you?" He gave me a weird smile, one that Catherine hadn't seen before and didn't understand.

Her face was so red with embarrassment. "Stop it," she said, squirming in his arms.

"Why?" he said. His grip tightened. "Honestly, Catherine, what possible reason would you have to pleasure yourself in the living room, knowing full well I could walk in at any minute, if you didn't want to get caught?"

Shame settled in her as she realized the truth. A part of her wanted to get caught by him. She wanted him to see her in a sexual way, to lust after her the way she lusted after him.

Victor smiled, clearly taking her silence for confirmation. "It's okay. I can help you. That's what being a good big brother is all about, right?" He turned her around so her back was against his chest. Catherine didn't move, too petrified and confused to do anything.

Victor slowly moved his hand from her arm to her chest, his thumb playing with the nipple. Catherine gasped as his touch sent an electric shock through her body. "This isn't right," she said. But her pleas sounded half-hearted even to her.

"Don't pretend that you don't want it, sis. We both know you do." His hot breath warmed her neck just before he pressed his lips to her skin just below her pulse point. She moaned slightly.

Victor smiled against her neck and slowly trailed his hand down her body. His touch burned her through her clothes as it moved from her chest, down her stomach and slipped inside her jeans and underwear. Her cheeks burned as he touched her soaked pussy.

"Mm," Victor moaned. "You're already soaking wet. You must have been on the verge of coming when I walked in."

Catherine was breathing too hard to get words out so she nodded instead.

His fingers pushed into her, just barely, and Catherine lifted up her hips to pull them in deeper. Victor chuckled and pulled them out. "Your body is practically begging me to take it, sis."

Suddenly he pushed her off him, onto the other end of the couch. She landed against the pillows just in time for Victor to grab her and turn her over onto her back. He tugged down her jeans and underwear in a quick, practiced move, exposing her pussy to him. Victor grinned and held her legs up above her head before leaning down and licking her pussy.

Catherine gasped as her stepbrother played with her clit with his tongue, teasing it and sending her squirming. His grip on her legs tightened. "Hold still, sis," he said. "I'll make it worth it if you do."

Catherine moaned and tried to hold still as the shameful pleasure ripped through her. She covered her face, full of shame as he fucked her with his tongue. She felt the pressure building inside of her as her orgasm came back full throttle, but as she was on the verge again, he pulled away, leaving her a shaking, gasping mess.

He grinned down at her as he slowly unzipped his pants and pulled out his thick, hard cock. Catherine's eyes widened. She had no idea how thick it was. It was fully erect, the head glistening with precum. How the hell was it going to fit inside her?

Victor grinned and stroked her thigh. "Don't worry," he said. "I know it's your first time. I'll be gentle."

Even if Catherine wanted to object, she couldn't. She was frozen on the couch as he leaned over and teased her pussy with his cock. She moaned and bucked her hips against his, wanting him in her, no matter how big he was.

"Shh," he said, leaning down and kissing her neck. "Be patient, sis. Move that sweet pussy against my hard cock. Don't be shy."

Catherine obeyed. Every time she did it she felt closer to orgasm. Every movement against his cock sent pleasure through her and soon she couldn't even stop herself as she was bucking her hips.

Then Victor lifted himself away from her and she was bucking at air. He stared down at her with predatory eyes, breathing hard. "Good girl," he growled. "I'm going to fuck you now, and you're going to get me off like a good little sister."

With one smooth move, he slid into her. Despite how wet she was, there was a pinch of pain as she stretched around him and she winced. He kissed her gently on the temple while letting her get used to his girth. "That's a good sis," he groaned. Victor leaned down and kissed her neck. His hot breath burned her skin in the best way possible as he panted. His tongue snaked out of his mouth and licked her skin, sending electric shocks through her. She moaned.

Victor starting thrusting over and over. His cock felt so good inside of her and she started moving her hips, encouraging him to go deeper and deeper inside of her.

Then Victor nipped at the side of her neck. The prickle of painful pleasure sent her over the edge and she came, her pussy pulsating around his cock. Catherine gasped as pleasure filled her entire body.

Victor held her tighter as she came before letting out a soundless groan and going still. Hot liquid filled Catherine and she moaned. It felt so good, even though it was so wrong.

Victor slowly slid out of her and sat up, breathing hard. He leaned against the opposite side of the couch, his body limp.

Catherine curled up on the other side of the couch. Both of them looked at each other in the awkward silence.

Finally, Catherine spoke. "I didn't think you thought of me that way."

"Of course I do. You're so fucking sexy. I tried not to, I really did. But I couldn't help myself." He looked at her uncertainly.

"I couldn't help myself either," she said.

"You're not mad or anything?" he asked.

She smiled. "Why would I be? That was amazing." Catherine moved toward him until she was straddling him. Victor's hands immediately went to her waist to hold her steady.

He smiled up at her, the predatory glint back in his eyes. "Good," he said.

She nodded. "I've got to admit, I'm happy you caught me in the act."