Ella:
"Ahem, Ahem," I coughed violently and then sat up just to see Oliver sleeping on the ground peacefully while the TV was still on with some movie going on and I was on the sofa. I looked up to see the wall clock showing exactly 2 in the morning.
The whole house was in silence except for the noises from the TV.
I frowned in confusion, "What the f**k just happened to me?"
I looked down and I was in my clothes not naked at all and by judging from Oliver's light snoring I could tell he is in deep slumber. So did I imagine things again or it was a wild dream?
I sat there stunned and then stupidly I looked inside my shirt hoping I could see any mark or anything proving what happened with me was real but none. I found nothing at all.
Sighing in frustration, I took out my phone and went to my room while switching off the tv and putting a light blanket on Oliver.
Once I was inside my room, I unlocked my phone and it showed mine and Ethan's picture. I felt sad and guilty too as I saw his picture. Being his girlfriend, I shouldn't think about s*x at all as I have just lost him but my idiot horny mind kept pulling me to those dirty fantasies I had for Oliver.
I changed the picture on my phone with me alone. I couldn't see his smiling eyes while I am here dreaming of f**king my stepbrother, No way.
I felt ashamed of myself as I started going through all the pictures in the phone gallery remembering the past.
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THE PAST
I was studying in my room when Oliver came in without knocking. Yeah, he always entered my room without knocking and so do I.
I was wearing a sports bra with shorts and on my stomach when he opened the door. His gaze immediately fell on my cleavage and I felt a bit shy. It was the first time, I saw something different flash in his eyes for me.
He coughed in embarrassment as I sat up nervously, for the first time I was feeling shy from him. I flushed red as I asked him. "Why you're here?"
"Dinner, Come over for dinner." He said and then left quickly. I frowned at his strange behavior and his indifferent tone as I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror.
"I do look sexy, he has to accept that." I giggled at my own words like stupid. After all, I am just 16 and a virgin, all the boys are dying to get into my pant how would Oliver never noticed me. I thought feeling proud of my sexy appearance.
I removed my bra, it felt too tight, and then put on a white tee. I felt so comfortable by releasing my breast from that tightness, I always had a huge, round breast a little big for a 16-year-old but what can I do it was gifted to me by God.
I climbed down the stairs while I could feel my breasts moving right and left happily. My parent isn't at home that is the reason why I am allowed to walk around without a bra. My mother had strictly ordered me to always wear a bra at home as my heavy breast caught the attention of everyone the fastest and she didn't like it at all.
I walked into the kitchen, Oliver was putting the plates on the table and a jug of cold water at which I pouted, "Coldwater?"
"You're underage, don't forget." Oliver told me firmly and I said mischievously, "So are you..." I said it like a song as he smirked.
"You know if mom dad knows, they are going to kick us out." He told me while scratching his head in nervousness.
"Who's gonna tell them? Don't forget they are not at home and they won't be back soon." I encouraged him and he shook his head surrendering.
"Fine, Just a glass ok." He told me as he pulled out the wine bottle from the cabinet.
My smile widened and I felt thirsty. I excitedly held up my glass for him to fill in. He filled only the quarter as I gulped it down in hurry.
Wow, it tasted too good a bit bitter, and then sweet. Yummy...
I again held my glass up and he said in disapproval. "That's it."
"What?" I literally yelled, "It wasn't even a whole glass."
Oliver just sighed and then filled my glass and his. I ate dinner while sipping the wine slowly. I imitated the woman I saw in the movies drinking wine.
We finished the dinner, but I wanted more wine. I somehow managed to get another glass from Oliver. We sat on the couch and kept drinking without realizing that we have emptied more than half the bottle.
I started feeling tipsy and then I accidentally spilled the wine on my shirt. It got soaked with wine revealing my body outline. I saw Oliver gulping nervously while staring at my chest, his eyes were red and I knew he too is feeling drunk and aroused.
I too felt aroused by his gaze instead of getting nervous just like I was before. I then turned to him giving him a good view of my soaked shirt that is clung to my heavy breast revealing my hard nipples and my flat stomach.