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by Selena Kitt
Category: Erotica/Erotic Romance/Romance
Description: David has been brightening up his gray Surrey, England days with the porn collection hidden in his parents' shed, but when he finds that their American foreign exchange student, Dawn, has discovered his magazines, things really begin to heat up. David's parents insist that he look for a job, but Dawn has the week off and is determined to work on her tan. Distracted David finds himself increasingly tempted by their seductive, older foreign exchange student, who makes it very clear what she wants. In spite of the Study Abroad program's policy that no "relations" are allowed between a student and anyone in their host family--not to mention David's mother's insistence that they treat each other as "brother and sister,"--Dawn's teasing ways slowly break down the barrier between them until they both give in to their lust. But what are they going to do about the feelings that have developed between them in the meantime? READERS, PLEASE NOTE: If you objected to the sibling incest angle in NAUGHTY BITS, this version may appeal to you more. This story appeared in another, now rather infamous book of mine (NAUGHTY BITS). This tale is a slightly less naughty, but no less sexy re-telling of those events--updated and redressed for your reading pleasure. Warnings: This title contains erotic situations, graphic language, anal sex, and makes mention of pornography, hammers, interesting uses for rubber bands, dungarees, bikinis, and lots of Britishisms you may or may not have to look up.
eBook Publisher: Excessica Publishing,
eBookwise Release Date: February 2011
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [214 KB]
Reading time: 141-197 min.
"So do you have any interviews?" She took another drink from the wine bottle and passed it.
"I had one." I took a swig. I was getting used to the taste. "But it was some insurance thing. It was all a bit dodgy."
"Can we change the subject?" I glowered at the wine bottle as I held it up to my lips. It glittered in the sun. "I'm tired of talking about 'my future.'"
She cocked her head at me, frowning. "Poor little bit." She sighed. "Being grown-up sucks."
"Wish someone would have told me." I shaded my eyes against the sun. It was really bright. "I thought it was gonna be crackin', you know, getting to do whatever you want..."
She laughed. "I wish." She handed me the bottle again. "I know you'll find something. You just have to keep at it."
I snorted. "You sound just like my mum. 'You need to try harder, David.'"
"Let's change the subject," she agreed. "Let's talk about sex."
I choked on the wine going down my throat, some of it dribbling onto my chin. "Not the conversation I need to be having with someone who's practically my sister. Let's talk about me finding a bloody job, all right?"
"Have you ever fucked a girl?" She took the bottle back. "Come on, David, you can tell me."
I flushed, staring directly at the sun and then closing my eyes, seeing a bright spot where it had been. "No."
I couldn't believe I'd admitted it. I couldn't even believe she'd asked me. What was wrong with her? Who was she and what had she done with the Dawn I knew?
"I didn't think so." She nudged my arm with the bottle.
"Is it that obvious?" I took a swallow, handing it back with my eyes still closed.
Her voice was soft as she said, "No wonder you toss-off so much in the shed."
My eyes flew open, my jaw dropped. My face burned and I couldn't say anything.
Dawn was holding the bottle up. "Crikey! This is almost gone!"
"How long have you known?" I swallowed hard.
"Long enough." She smiled.
"Are you gonna tell my mum and dad?"
She was grinning now. "Oh, I don't know, that depends."
"On what?" I sat up and turned toward her. So this was what it was all about. She was looking to get me into some sort of trouble.
"You know your mum will throw a wobbly if she finds out you've got porn."
"Why do you think it's hidden in the shed?" I sighed miserably. "Are you going to tell?"
"I was just teasing." She sat up in her chair and faced me, frowning. "What are we, ten? I'm not a grass. So you look at porn. What bloke doesn't, right?"
I sighed, relieved. I looked at her, remembering the words written in the margins. So if this wasn't about getting me in trouble...what was it about then? "Say, Dawn...did you...were you looking at it?"
She grinned. "She looks an awful lot like me, doesn't she?"
I nodded, meeting her eyes. "She's my favourite."
She stood, grabbing onto the back of the chair for a moment. She started toward the house. When she got to the door, she looked back at me. "Come on."
I followed her after a moment, finding her standing in the kitchen leaning against the table. Her bikini top was on the table too and I was staring at her breasts. I couldn't move. I couldn't think. I couldn't even breathe.
"You like what you see?" She cupped them and pulled on her nipples. My face was burning, but my cock stiffened in response. "They look a lot like hers, don't they?"
I nodded in agreement. Blimey, almost exactly like the girl in Naughty Bits! The same little areolas, the dark pinkish nipples. My cock jumped as I watched her rub her hands over them.
"Dawn, what are you doing?" I heard the hoarseness in my own voice. If we got nicked, we'd be in big trouble, and no one knew it better than she did.
"Well, I'm a bit pissed," she admitted. "And I'm really randy, especially after watching you wanking in the shed."
"Oh god." I groaned, putting my hand to my forehead. She was moving toward me and my gaze fell from her breasts down to her bikini bottoms. Now that I'd seen the top, I wanted to see the rest.
"You wanna suck these?" she purred, pulling on her nipples. "Do you wanna shove your cock in my cunt?"
I had backed up to the wall and she was leaning in toward me, not touching me, but close. She slid her hand down into her bikini and I could see the top edge of her pubic hair.
"You wanna fuck me?" Her hand moved between her legs.
I groaned, closing my eyes against it. "Dawnie," I pleaded. "Please. Stop."
"You want to," she whispered, and I jumped when she squeezed my crotch. My cock throbbed against her hand through my boxers. "You've been wanking in the shed and looking at that girl who looks just like me and wishing it was really me all along, haven't you?"
She moved her hand between my legs, rubbing it up and down the length of my shaft through the thin material.
I groaned. "Yes. Oh God, Dawn, yes." I grabbed her hand, pushing it away. "You gotta stop. We really can't do this."
She pouted, her brow knitting. "Why not?"
"Because," I choked. "Because you're like my sister. And there are rules. You remember what my mum said when you moved in?"
It felt like a million years ago, but my mum had read us both the riot act, especially after seeing how grown-up Dawn really had become, about the rules they had in the Study Abroad program--no "relations" were allowed between occupants. "You're to treat each other as brother and sister," she insisted. Not that it had been that hard really. Dawn annoyed me just like an older sister would, and she said I was worse than having a little brother, so it had worked out pretty well.