CHAPTER 18
The next day went by absurdly normal, which was becoming the new norm for him. One night of erotic chaos only to be followed by days of ridiculous boringness where he and everyone else have to pretend life is normal. It was an oddity he no longer enjoyed. In fact, it made him want to smash everything into tiny pieces.
He was the last to wake the following morning. Matt fell asleep on the floor where his step sister had left him. When he woke, he was covered in a blanket and had a pillow under his head he didn’t remember retrieving.
In the kitchen/dining room area Erica sat feeding her baby boy, Jordan jr., while Jordan sr. Sat brooding in the living room with the tv on and an ESPN magazine in his lap. Matt gave him an innocent enough smile as he walked by, but it was only answered with a suspicious head nod.
Matt knew he didn’t know what happened between his wife and Matt, but that wouldn’t stop him from suspecting. But Erica was Matt’s step sister, that alone should quell any worries, Matt thought.
Sharon was in the kitchen scrubbing dishes. She was wearing an old baggy t-shirt and had her hair up in a messy bun. “Oh, you’re up! Good! I was just making breakfast. Are you hungry, hun?”
“Yeah, starving, actually,” Matt said. Erica looked up and gave him a brief smile before returning her attention to her son.
“Perfect!” Sharon exclaimed. “I’ll get some eggs going. Your father had some work to do. So, um- he’s at the cabin social center using the internet. He should be back soon, though.”
“Hopefully not,” Matt meant to say this under his breath, but Erica stole a glance at him and Sharon paused briefly as if she heard it as well, but then pretended to hear nothing.
Matt enjoyed his bacon and eggs while lost in a stare out the scenic sliding glass door. The open fields of grass and hills to the woods beyond were quite serene. The others took their time, and each took turns using their one bathroom to shower and change. Matt remained at the table, processing nothing and just trying to enjoy the moment.
His eyes watched near a patch of thick brush near the glass door where small wildlife like rabbits and skunks poked out then disappeared. He even swore he saw a deer at one point. Maybe it was a skinny person, Matt couldn’t be sure, but something moved some tall branches in the tree line.
The day ended up being the best one of the entire vacation. His father was gone, of course, the entire day and didn’t return until long after they went to sleep. No one ever would question him about it, because no one ever challenged him in anything.
Matt didn’t care, though. The first half of the day, Jordan stayed distant from everyone. Still stewing over his and Erica’s fight and Erica sleeping in Matt’s room. But after he had some time to pout, he finally straighten things out enough to watch some movies with them all that evening. Erica cuddled up in her husband’s lap on one of the couches and stole mischievous smiles at Matt the entire night.
Before that though, Sharon had suggested to Erica and Matt for them to go on a little hike together. Jordan sr., still perturbed, declines and said he’d stay behind with Jordan jr. for their walk.
“I heard there’s a trail up this way, it’s nothing too crazy,” Sharon said. “That’s what they told me,” she laughed. “I don’t know what that means- if that means it’s not hilly or there’s no bears.”
“Uh- no bears should be a requisite for all these damn trailers, especially for what we’re paying,” Erica warned.
“Oh, Erica please, it’s a camping trip. Nature comes with camping,” her mother added. “But yeah, there better not be any bears.”
Matt followed behind the two as they walked up a small hill on a single lane trail. The woods weren’t very thick but the twisting path kept everyone in line. It was easy to see how similar both Erica and her mother Sharon were.
They were about the same short stature and with a curvy hour-glass figure. While Erica carried most of her motherhood weight in her breasts, Sharon had it in her thick and curvy butt. Matt did his best not to stare at it as Erica was making it a habit of sending occasional seductive looks back his way along the hike, but Matt did love a thick butt.
They spent about 20 minutes walking up and down moderate hills and wading through thick brush until they arrived at the first man-made thing they’d seen in a while. There was a wooden bench surrounded by a well- tended garden. The garden of flowers was quite beautiful. Filled with royal blue flower pedals, tall orange and red ferns and yellow tulips- at least, that’s what Matt guessed. He knew little about flowers.
There was a sign describing the different plant species, but Matt enjoyed just looking at them over ruining their beauty with words. Sharon and Erica took a seat and chatted about Jordan jr. for a while. They asked if Matt wanted to sit, but he wasn’t tired. As one of his high school’s top football players, this walk was nothing to him in terms of exhaustion. He was used to 2 and 3 a day workout most summers, so he felt more than a little restless this summer.
Maybe that’s why I’ve been sleeping with every woman in my life I’m not supposed to. That’s right, blame the fact of you weren’t recruited to ball at any of the colleges as an excuse for your fucked-up situation.
“… what about you, Matt? You coming?”
Matt shook his head free from the stare he had been holding on the flowers for what seemed like hours. Erica was talking to him.
“I’m sorry, What?” Matt said, feeling a clench in his chest when he saw both Erica and Sharon staring expectantly at him, unsure of what they had been talking about. It didn’t help that they both started laughing, finding how oblivious he was just hilarious.
“Oh, hun, you’re so spacey sometimes,” Sharon laughed, wiping a tear from the corner of her eyes.
“I was saying my knees aren’t too excited about going up that next trail.” She pointed at the continuation of the trail that was on a much more slanted hill and disappeared in thick brush quickly. “I’m probably heading back, Erica here, the trooper, is thinking of going farther. You going with her?”
“Hey, I don’t get a lot of toddler-free time, plus I’m kinda liking this outdoor thing,” Erica shrugged.
“Sure, I’ll go for a bit more,” Matt nodded.
“Of course he will,” Sharon sighed as she stood.
“Look at him! He’s built like an Olympian or something!” Sharon gave him an innocent smile as she patted his triceps while passing. Erica just gave Matt a seductive smile as her foot on her crossed leg bounced about. “Make sure you’re back before 5pm. I’m making dinner!”
Sharon disappeared down the path back towards the cabins and after several seconds, Erica gave a simple tap on the bench where Sharon had once sat. Matt sat down and saw Erica’s interest turn to him. Her body turned towards him as she circled loops in her long hair with her finger, playfully.
“Soo…” Matt rubbed the thighs of his jeans uncomfortably. “So,” Erica replied with a smile. “You’re pretty quiet today.”
“Maybe I’m just a quiet guy. Seems like you and Jordan made up, some,” Matt probed.
Erica nodded with a smile, “we did… some. Well, you know I’m now a cheater. Just like him.” Erica palmed Matt’s hand and brought it to her cheek. “Except he definitely slept with a lot more women and many more times than I did.” She pushed her cheek into his hand, closing her eyes for a mom.
When her eyes opened again, there was mischief boiled in them. “I might not be able to compete with him in a number of different people, but…” Erica pushed Matt’s middle finger deep in her mouth. Her lips were tight to it as she sucked on it. Her teeth dragged on the meat of his finger as she pushed it in and out of her lips.
Erica eyed Matt’s eyes, watching his every expression as she tongued his finger. Then, when she finally pulled it out and breathed in a deep breath, she gave him a smile. “You like that, don’t ya? See… I knew you were hard last night, but did you feel how wet I was?” She pushed her finger up the skirt of her dress and Matt felt the squishy wetness of her pussy lips as Erica guided him inside here. “Ohh ahh…” Erica moaned.
Matt had little to think about at this point. They had already had sex once and there was no going back from that. Doesn’t really matter how many times they do it at this point. He scooted closer to her on the bench and took control of his hand that fingered his stepsister. His entire arm disappeared under her sundress as he pumped her pussy lips. Her right hand brushed his forearm as he fingered her, but her left hand clapped the back of Matt’s neck and pulled his lips to hers.
Matt kissed her long and deep. He felt her thick breasts pressing against his chest as she leaned back against the bench and moaned into him.
“Mmmhhm Mmmmhm,” she hummed as Matt slid a 2nd finger between her pussy lips. “Mmm… suck on my neck, baby.” Erica said, breaking from the kiss and Matt did. His tongue and lips started at her lower ear lobe and slowly worked down her neck. His palm was slick with juices by the time he made it down to her chest. “Ohhh gah… ohhh my… fuck!” Erica rubbed
down the side of her own breasts and pulled both of them free from the neck of her dress.
Matt’s lips messily kissed and sucked down the fat of her breast. He saw the stretch marks made from when her breasts had grown and filled with milk during motherhood.
The closer he came to her nipple, the more sensitive she was. When Matt let his tongue drag across her hard nipple, he could feel her push her chest out- just begging for more. “Ohhh yesss… fuck me… finger fuck your fucking sister. Mmmm lick those fucking milf tits… ahhhh!” Erica cried out. Matt wrapped his lips around her nipple and sucked hard. Erica’s moans turned to whimpers as her breath heaved in and out.
Letting his two fingers inside her press deep and prod at her G spot, Matt’s thumb smeared circles over his stepsister’s wet clitoris. “Oohh fuck, Oh my g- Don’t stop don’t stop don’t stop! Mmmmmm!” His lips sucked hard and his tongue vibrated on her nipple harder and faster until he felt her thighs, now slick with her juices and sweat, they tensed and flexed around his hand. Matt felt the inside of her pussy swallow his fingers as she came hard. “Oooohhmygod yes, yes!”
Erica’s hand went to work unbuckling Matt’s jeans but Matt felt too exposed. He grabbed her hands and looked around, “no- what if someone comes down the trail?”
“Who’s coming down the trail? This is a hiking path just for this suite. Besides, isn’t it a little more exciting not knowing if you’re going to get caught?”
If Matt had a chance to answer, he would have said no. No, it was not. But her hands moved quick and were already pumping his shaft as she peeled the boxers down his thighs. Her lips pressed against his as she clamored on top of him. Her massive tits still spilling out the top of her sundress, she tucked his growing erection under her skirt like it was a secret she was hiding.
With her leg up and over his hips, he felt her drag his engorged head along her wet voluptuous pussy lips. Any doubts that lingered in his mind were pushed out by the desire to be inside his stepsister. To feel her squeeze her tight pussy lips around his shaft and choke on his cock. He pushed forward to kiss her harder and Erica retreated, teasingly drawing him up from the bench.
“Come here, little brother,” Erica whispered and hithered him forward with a seductive finger, while lightly stroking his shaft.
Summoned to his feet, Matt staggered as his ankles were still caught in his shoes and pants. Erica guided him away from the bench so she could maneuver to it. Flipping up the skirt of her dress grabbed a hold of the back of the bench and popped her ass out towards him like a servant serving a meal. With narrowed eyes and an angled smile, she looked over her shoulder, “come on little brother… come fuck your big sister…” she said with a shrug.