Sex with younger step brother | 2016

So my mom and dad have been divorced for over 10 years. 9 after her divorce, she met and fell in love with another single father. Long story short, they got married and our families moved into his house. On my side, we have me (17F), and my mom, on his side they have my step father, his 13 year old son named John, and a 3 year old daughter named Emily.

A little background info on me

[I am only telling these things because it helps provide context to my story, and I believe it will help you understand what is going on.] like I said 17 years old, and I am pretty fit. I am blonde, on the cheerleading team and I do have habit of wearing revealing clothes around the house or outside. My chest size is around a D cup and people have told me that I look older for my age. I am not a virgin and had a boyfriend before I moved in

Anways, back to the story, we have been together for almost 6 months now and it was all great until this stuff started happening. When I first met my step father and his children they all seemed great and polite. However, for some reason the son seemed very shy. After a couple more times of seeing him before we finally moved in, he just kept staring at me. When we actually moved in though, he was almost like a brand new person. He hugged me and called me beautiful and catered to me whenever I needed something around the house. My step father pulled me aside one night after dinner, he told me he has never seen his son be this active and polite before, and that It must be great for him to finally have a big sister. I didn't think anything of it until one night It was me and him and his little sister at home. Our parents went out to eat for a little date so I was at home baby sitting. Me and him played xbox for awhile out in the living room but he insisted on playing in my room. I told him not tonight, I was a bit confused on why he wanted to anyways. After playing, I put our sister to sleep and put johnny in his bed. After closing his door, I went straight to the bathroom to take a shower. Now this part was where I began to notice something was going wrong. While in the shower, I heard a door open and footsteps down the hall. I thought it was John getting a drink or something down stairs. I ignored it. I took my shower for about 30 minutes or so. When I turned off the water I heard the same noise but this time his door closing. I wondered to my self what was going on with him and what did he do for 30-40 minutes outside. I wrapped myself with a towel just in case and went quickly to my room. At the doorframe, I saw that it was slightly open, not the way I left it. I went inside asap and closed the door. I started opening my drawers to get my bra, panties, tank top and shorts. I was a little on edge but I didn't think much of it, maybe John just came in to borrow something. I dropped my towel and changed into my PJs and headed off to sleep. Parents ended up coming home a bit late. The next morning my mom kissed me on my head and asked how things went, I just good. She was happy for me because I seemed to do a great job as a older sister.

So a couple days went by and John has been acting like he usually does. Every morning he gives me a smile and a hug and talks to me all the timet throughout the day. To let you guys know, I would be outside doing something, but since I just moved in I don't really know anyone and we are also on summer vacation so no school currently. From what I've heard from our father, his dad, is that John was always an introvert and shy, he barely goes out and has a few friends. I felt bad for him so I just hung out with him whenever he wanted to. It was one night again where our father got invited by his company out to stay over at a resort with my mom. It was a two night thing, and seeing how I took care of John and our Emily so well, they trusted me to take care of them while they were gone. John was happier than usual for some reason (now I know why). That night I made us some dinner and he was off in his room. I fed Emily and called John to come down, but he didn't respond. I came up the stairs and peered in his dark room (this is the first time I've seen the inside). He was in bed masturbating to something on his phone, and when I looked closely, I saw that they were pictures of me that night when I changed. He didn't notice me until I gasped due to shock. He threw his phone down and I stepped in asking what was going on. I was furious and also scared. I saw on his computer screen that there was a folder that had my name on it, at this point I was glaring at him worried. He closed the door behind me and he didn't seem like his usual self.

He then began to speak. He told me not tell anyone about this and that if I did he will spread all these pictures to his friends and on the internet. I was terrified. I told him that I wouldn't because I knew he had the advantage here. He told me that I have to do anything he asked or he will spread them and more. I didn't know what to think but to answer yes.

He then told me to go downstairs and put Emily to sleep in her crib. I did so and he followed me until she was in her crib asleep. He turned off the TV and living room lights. He told me to go upstairs into his room and we went. When we got inside he locked the door. His windows were shut and the curtains were blocking anything outside. His computer screen was on and that was pretty much the only light inside. John then was staring at me intensely and then he asked me to lie on the bed. I did so, and I knew this going in a wrong direction. He then jumped on me and began to pull down the zipper to my hoodie and took it off. He pulled off my tank top and unbuttoned my shorts. He began taking pictures as he removed my bra and panties. He then took off his pants and took out his penis while he was sitting on me. He had a boner and was still recording or taking pictures. He then told me to suck him off. I was already uncomfortable but it seemed I had no choice, I was scared he was gonna send all of this to the internet. So I sucked his dick. He came all over my breasts, and he asked me to lick it off. Afterwards, I stood up and said okay delete all this stuff we are done here. He then said no and pushed me back on the bed. He took out his penis again and asked to fuck me. I wanted to refuse but I knew I had to get through this. He put it in and we had sex for about an hour, he came outside on me but kept going in afterwards. This was probably his first time and he must have been watching a lot of porn before this night. He kept telling me he loved me while he doing me. After the sex, he cleaned me up with a towel and kissed me on my lips. He held my hand and said all will go well if I listened to him.

We went to my room and went to sleep naked on my bed, the whole time I was not scared or anything but just emotionless. When I woke up he was already gone. I put on my clothes and went straight to his room. It was locked. I looked for my phone and it was gone. We didn't have a home telephone because our father got rid of it due to telemarketers. I went to the bathroom and cleaned up, when I came out John called me to our parents room. He told me he wanted to do it again this morning and he had a condom in his hand. (it seems he found it in his dad's bed side drawer). That morning we had sex again, and that night too. He filmed everything but he told me he wasn't going to put anything up as long as I listen. He was living out his sexual fantasies with me. The next morning before our parents got home he told me we would have to do this secretly now. He cleaned up everything and acted normally when our parents got home, I didn't know what to do.

In the middle of the night he would come over and we would do it quietly in the dark. One night he asked our parents if he and I could go get pizza at night, they said sure and I drove him out. Of course I knew what he wanted to do. We stopped halfway behind a dark liquor store parking lot and we fucked in the backseat. After a week of this, he was getting more and more comfortable and rough with me. I didn't want to be a slave to him but I had no choice. We went home after that night and we went to sleep in our own rooms, luckily he didn't come over that night.

The following days after that we went out on vacation as a whole family rather than just me him and his sister. I was happy because since we were all together we wouldn't have be alone and John wouldn't have control over me. I was wrong.

On the first day of the trip, we had a plane flying from California to New York. My mom and I had our own seats all the way towards the back near the restrooms with Emily, and John and his dad sat three seats in front of us. I was so relieved and felt safe. My mom noticed that I was down but when she asked I just said I was tired. Just then, John appeared next to our aisle and my mom stood up to let him sit in the window seat. (I was in the middle and Emily was to the outside near the aisle). Turns out he asked my mom to switch seats and she said why not. Before I could say anything John grabbed my thigh and said "I wanna play with Maddy!" he had his phone out shining in my face so I just sat down and smiled. Our flight took off and it was around 10 PM. The lights dimmed and people were either watching a movie or sleeping. It got pretty quiet after an hour and I was about to fall asleep, but I tried not to because I was worried if John would do anything. His tv screen shut off suddenly right when the people across our aisle went to sleep. It was dimly lit in the back row. John then whispered to me and told me to look down. His penis was out and he put my hand on it. I squirmed for a second as he moved it up and down. He then reached his left hand up my shirt and grabbed my right breast. He unhooked my bra and began to feel around while I was giving him a handjob. After about two minutes I felt him cum all over my hand. He wiped it off with his boxers and put his dick back in his pants. He laid on my arm then and went to sleep as my mom passed us to use the restroom. He seemed to be sound asleep. (he usually gets tired after having sex or cumming.) my mother then came out of the restroom and with the sound of the flush, he woke up. My mom then told me that dad wanted to sit with Emily for a bit so mom and Emily switched seats. I was elated because now John couldn't do anything. He tried pulling something over my mom asking if he could use the rest room and that he needed my help with brushing his teeth but I was "sound asleep". We finally arrived in New York and I stood up immediately and pushed John aside. My mom didn't see, but John was grabbing my ass and peeking at my thong while we waited for the other people to get off the plane. I smacked his hands away and moved past my mom. We then got off the plane and I was about fifteen feet away from him. I went to the rest room asap and sat in the stall contemplating on what to do about his control over me. This vacation is only for a few days so I wondered what I would do when I get home.