I Slept With My Stepbrother

Morning Brother- Same chapter just edited

Ziya's POV

Eight-FIfteen on a Saturday morning, by my watch that gives me around two hours before Jordan wakes up. Perfect. I lean under my bed and pull out my vibrator, then lean to the other side and grab my laptop. Masturbating is, in my opinion, the only way to start your day. 

Oh god, it feels amazing.

Legs shaking, beads of sweat form as I moan my way out of my orgasm. Nobody should be afraid of masturbation, it is normal and damn right fucking amazing. For some stupid arse reason, people think that if you're a female and a virgin, you don't get sexual urges but I am living proof that those urges exist and shouldn't be ignored. 

Once I am done I pull my brown curly hair into a high ponytail and hop into the steamy shower.

Jordan's POV

 I am awoken by muffled noises from down the hallway, dad and Jasmin won't be home until next Tuesday so it must be coming from Ziya's room. Following the sound, it is becoming clearer and clearer. Is she? No, she wouldn't I know Ziya she is too much of a good girl to be doing anything like that. Her door is slightly ajar and I peep my head around to see what she is doing.

There she is clear as day naked lying on her gold sheets with a fucking vibrator buried deep inside her bare pussy. With her head leaning back and her green eyes closed away from me I know she isn't aware of my presences. I feel the blood rushing to my cock as I watch her pull it out then in repeatedly while her other hand plays with her clit. I begin to stroke my now hard member, the video she was watching has now finished and now it's just the sound of her pleasure that can be heard. I shouldn't be doing this, she is my younger step sister but she looks like a fucking goddess and I am like 75% sure she is still a virgin which means that her pussy is tight and needy. 

God, I want to be deep inside of her.

My past quickens and so does hers we are both coming to our end. Shit she is getting up and I ain't done yet. Running back towards my room and closing my door quietly, I can now finish myself off. Although, I wish it was her hands around my cock and not mine.

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"Jordan! Come downstairs I made breakfast!" How am I ever going to face her? "Jordan, hurry the fuck up!" 

Downstairs there is a full plate of deliciousness in front of me, and I'm not just talking about the food. Ziya is wearing green and white pyjama shorts with a white vest top. Her mixed heritage has blessed her in the booty department, meaning that her shorts are barely covering anything. She breasts are on the smaller side but her lack of bra is making her erect nipples so visible to the world. Is she seriously still horny? Its the late August so it's not exactly cold out.

Me and Ziya have been in each other's lives for eight months now and living together for the last three months, our parents are on their honeymoon in Mexico right now, which means I have 9 more days alone with Ziya. I can't tell if this is terrible or amazing.

"Are you gonna eat that?" Ziya pulls me out of my mind and I realise I had just been swirling the food around my plate not actually eating any of it. "Why? Do you want it?" she nods her head quickly "Come here then." I say pointing towards where I'm stood. Slowly she strolls towards me, there is a glimmer of innocence in her eyes as if she doesn't even realise how god damn sexy she is. "Sit up there," I instruct her to sit on the countertop I am leaning against and like the good girl she is, she silently obeys. Once I have cut some of my pancakes up, I begin to bring some to her mouth. It opens wide and then slowly shuts as the food comes away from the fork. Then, a loud moan escapes her, similar to the previous ones. 

"I could get used to this." She laughs. I could too; the sound of you moaning, the itty bitty tight clothes that you parade around the house in and mostly, the site of me feeding you, the only difference is that it won't be food. 

The way her hips swayed as she began to walk away causes my mind to wander and my imagination is clouding my thoughts. "Ziya, I saw you earlier." She stops dead in her tracks but not turning around. "I heard you too." I walk towards her so that my front is on her back. "You looked so damn sexy." Her breathing became heavier. "It made me so hard." She makes an audible gasp. "But I bet I can make you cum so much faster than a stupid little toy." my lips now begin to trail from the back of her ear down her tanned skin, as my hands slither around her her waist allowing my fingers to make there way beneath her vest on to her stomach. Her head tilts to the left a little to allow for more room for my lips to assault.  "Shit Jordan." she moans, I take that as a green light to continue. My fingers then make their way towards her little shorts and dig behind the waistband. "No underwear? It's like you were hoping I  would see you."

"That's enough exploring for breakfast don't you think?" Ziya pulls my had from out of her shorts. Shit she doesn't want this. For a second then I thought we were on the same page but I totally get it. What was I even thinking? "Your right your my sister, I don't ev-" 

"I'm not technically your sister."

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