"I'm an ideal male specimen", Tony boasts. "In what, software engineering?", she asks. "Yeah, those guys make a lot of money". "You know, you could have all the money in the world and still be a total loser", she states. "You're just jealous you can't bag a billionaire nerd", Tony retorts.
"Well, I believe in love, thank you very much", Laura says. "No one believes in love", he asserts. "I do". "I'm calling you out", he threatens. "You barely know me", she maintains. "We're siblings, aren't we?". "Step-siblings, and our parents got married, what, last year", she counters. "I see the way you spend hours looking at your nails -don't tell me you care about love", Tony maintains.
She closes her book and declares: "Ah, you're a misogynist!". "I'm a feminist. I believe men and women should have equal rights. And it's girls like you that give women a bad name", he claims. "Where'd you learn that, your MRA forms?", she snaps back, referring to marijuana. "And if I did, does that make it wrong?", he chides.
"You're just mad that hot girls aren't into you", Laura scoffs. "And it wouldn't be someone like you, anyways?", he says. "Like me?". "Gold digger", he calls her. "I am not a gold digger". "Sure you are". "How?" "All women are". "Wow, so you're a nerd AND dumb as fuck", she concludes.
"I'm smart", Tony maintains. "You don't even understand women". "Sure I do. Women love abs and money", he says. "What is this, 1988?", she jokes. "Well I've read...", Tony says but she interrupts: "Let me stop you there. This is the longest conversation you've ever had with someone who isn't your mom", she insults. "I get a lot of girls", he claims. Laura laughs and says: "Okay, tell me about the last girl you fucked".
He's silent, and she begins again: "Okay, maybe that was too personal. Tell me about the last girl you kissed". "Her name was Allison", Tony says. "Okay, tell me about Allison". "She had red hair and soft boobs", he blurts out. "Sounds nice". "She was nice". "Where'd you meet her?", Laura asks. He struggles to answer, saying "Coffee shop?".
"Are you going to meet her again?", she queries. "She moved...to another state", he says. Laura makes a face and says: "Right". "I was going to break up with her anyways", he says. "Did you do more, you know, than kiss?", she asks. "You're asking if we did it -and yeah, we did it". "Cool, I knew that you weren't a virgin", she concludes, and picks up her book to start reading again.
"Look, I'm not like you -I don't just hook up with people", Tony says angrily. "Watch your fucking mouth, I'm your sister. Don't talk to me like that!", she retorts. He corrects her: "Stepsister, and I didn't want your mom to marry my dad". "Do you think I wanted you to be my brother?", she retorts. "Look Anthony...", Laura says, but he interrupts: "Call me Tony". "Tony, we're going to be living together for a little while longer, so how about if we learn to get along somehow, some way, okay?", Laura says. Tony exhales heavily and agrees: "You're right". She says: "Could you stop being such a brat?". "Fine". "Why do you hate me so much? What did I ever do to you?", she asks. "I don't hate you Laura". "You sure act like you do. Is it too much to ask if we try to get along better?". He replies: "It's just girls like you aren't normally, I mean, into me". "That sounds like a You problem", she responds.
"I have a lot of wonderful qualities", Tony says. "You don't actually show them off then, do you?". "What do you mean?". "You're kind of a bully", Laura declares. "I'm not", he maintains. "I was literally in here, reading my book when you came in here just to start an argument with me", she says. "You were in my spot!", Tony insists. "I didn't know that it was your spot! You know what, take your spot -this conversation is over", Laura declares, and gets up from the couch with her book to leave. He shrugs and follows her from the living room.
Laura turns in the corridor to confront him: "What's your fucking problem?". "I don't want you to be mad", he says. "Too late". "What did I do?", he asks her. "Are you serious?". "Yes", he replies. "You called me a whore", Laura declares. "No, I didn't!". "You implied it. You basically said I have sex with men for money. You belittled me and then you basically pushed me off the couch", she claims.
"You're making a big deal out of nothing", he says. "No I'm not. Anthony look..." -he interrupts again: "Tony". "Tony, maybe you should try to act a little more normal, and then girls would start to like you more". Laura walks off to her bedroom and Tony pursues her.
"What are you, my shadow or something?", she complains. "I don't like the idea you're mad at me", he says. "Well, I am". "I didn't do anything wrong". "Of course not, that's the problem", she says, pulling clothing out of a dresser drawer. "I don't get you", he wonders. She turns to face him and says: "You really don't get it, do you?". She sits down on the bed next to him and continues: "Look, you're not a bad looking guy. You're just a jerk. You built up this insane fantasy in your head that all women are gold diggers, and that's why you can't get a girlfriend. No, listen, you don't have many friends, do you? And I don't want to hear about those losers you pose with online. They don't count".
"I have friends", Tony insists. "Not that I've seen". "You're right, I don't have any friends", he admits dejectedly. He goes on: "I am a jerk. I push people away. I'm not a virgin but I basically am". "I'm sorry, you're not a bad guy Tony", she says. "You're just saying that". She puts her head on his shoulder for a moment and says: "No, don't let this go to your head, but I always thought you were pretty cute", Laura admits.
"You do?". "Yeah, but then you opened your mouth", she jokes. "So sorry", Tony says, looking down toward the floor. "I know you don't mean it", she says. "You're so pretty, it's so easy for you", he says. "Not really, you're just so wrapped up in your own ego that you can't see anyone else having it as bad" -she puts her head on Tony's shoulder. Laura continues" "You know most guys don't even try to get to know me, so it hurts my feelings when you say stuff like that -because it's kind of offensive, it's like you're not even trying to see me", Laura opines.
"I see you". "You do?". Tony nods Yes and kisses her. "That was nice", she says shyly, looking away. "Did I do something wrong?", he asks. "No, it's just, it isn't right", she says. "I like you Laura." "I know, I can tell". Tony hugs her and she asks: "What are you doing? Let go of me", she implores. "I need it so bad", he whispers. "Need what?", she asks. "I need you", Tony responds.
"Say what you want, use your words", she implores. "I want to fuck you", he says, looking into Laura's eyes. "You do?", she asks. "I know I'm not worthy", he admits. "You're not", she jokes. Laura murmurs: "I know, I know" and Tony kisses her repeatedly. Watch the taboo romance unfold...
"The last time I checked, this is the living room. If you wanted to make a private call you could have done it in your own bedroom", Tony says. "Well, you shouldn't have been eavesdropping it", she answers. "Who was that, anyway?", he asks. "Why do you care?". "Is it another one of those old guys?", he inquires. "Oh my God, Tony, I am not having this conversation with you right now". "Why, what's wrong with me?". "You're my stepbrother".
"Well, do you like him?", Tony asks, returning to her phonecaller. "I mean he's okay, he's really nice. I mean he tells me I'm really pretty and makes me feel good", she notes. "Well, at least he has eyes", Tony quips. "And good taste", she brags. "But do you like him? How old is he, exactly?". She hits Tony on the chest and declares: "You know you're a real brat, you know that?". They start fighting and she ends up on top of him on the couch.
"Just would have been easier if we had grown up together, two weirdos trying to navigate life", she offers. "Hey, I'm not a weirdo", Tony declares. "It's not really a bad thing, but you're a weirdo, Tony. It's okay, I am too" she says. Continuing, she notes: "You kinda remind me of all the guys I used to chase in high school. Thank God I'm over that". "So why don't you tell me a little more about these other guys?", Tony asks.
"They were handsome", she says. "So that makes me handsome, then", Tony jokes. "You're an acquired taste", she emphasizes. "Yes, so it's a taste you have acquired. Come on, don't act like you don't know exactly what you're doing", he complains. "You're right, I'm sorry, my weird, handsome brother", she admits, laying her head on his shoulder, and putting her hand on his. "You know there are a lot of guys out there your age who think that you're very pretty", Tony says. "But they're all emotionally crippled", she claims.
"Can I show you something?", she asks. "Sure", he replies. "It's better in my room, though", she maintains. "Oh yeah? I thought the living room was your private space", he mocks. "Come on", she takes her brother to her room, and they sit side by side on her bed. She shows him a photo on her phone. "I don't remember taking that picture", he says in surprise. "Yeah, that's because it's not you, dumb ass", she jokes.
"It looks exactly like me", he claims. "Yeah, that's what I told you", she says. "So you're into that guy?", he wonders. "I was, but I hate him now. He broke my heart into a million pieces. Everytime I look at you, you remind me of him", she laments. "How do you FEEL when you look at me?", Tony inquires. "I'm all confused, like I want to kill you", she states.
"Oh, that's all?", Tony mocks. "Well, also, I want to fuck your brains out", she says. "Oh, so that's it", he says in surprise. "That's it", she nods. "I think you're very, very pretty", he states sincerely. "You do?". He goes on: "Yeah, and I really don't like seeing you spending so much time with all these old guys". "Okay!", she exclaims. "Look, don't be mad -I just wish you could see what I see", Tony says. "Tony...", she responds, but he interrupts: "Listen for a second, okay? I really, really like you. I don't want to see you get hurt. I care about you and I think you should be with someone who cares about you the same way. Not someone who likes you just because you're younger, or hot, or sexy, or whatever!".
"Well, what are you going to do about that?", she asks. He places his hand on her knee, and she says: "Tony, you're still my stepbrother". "It doesn't matter", he says. "It does -we're going to get hurt", she pleads. "I don't care. I don't give a fuck what people think'', he declares. "I do", she says. Tony strokes her neck as she says: "It's not that I don't want to". "Then just give in", Tony pleads, and kisses her neck. They kiss. Watch the taboo romance unfold...
Alex says: "All right, so you saw pretty much all downstairs and the bedrooms, but we gave you the second largest one". "Where are you?", Alice inquires. "I'm literally just down the hall, yeah, one door down", Alex replies. "Well, I'm tired after my trip -I'm going to take a small nap". Later that night Alex is on the couch in the living room when he hears Alice scream. He rushes upstairs and finds her writhing on the bed, having a nightmare.
"Hey, wake up!", he yells as he grabs her, Alice awakes and he reassures her: "It's just a dream. Relax. You okay?". She tells him: "I'm sorry. I should have warned you I have really bad night terrors". "Don't worry, I'm just happy you're okay", he responds. "You must think I'm a freak", she says. "No, no, not at all. You good?", he asks, concerned. "Is mom home?", Alice asks. "No, I'm sorry, she's out for the night", Alex responds.
"Do you think you could just stay with me a little tonight?", Alice pleads. "Yeah, of course, of course", he replies. "I know it's silly, and they're just dreams, but I just get so scared", she says. "Relax", he says, taking her hands in his. "I will stay here as long as you need me to. Is that good?". "Thanks, big brother", she replies. "You're very welcome. Let's get to bed", Alex says.
They lie atop the covers and Alex reaches for the lamp. "You can leave that on right now", Alice says. "Yeah", he agrees and they snuggle a bit, as she quickly falls asleep. After a while Alex carefully gets up, but she reaches out for him and cries out: "Alex?". Half out the door he turns and says: "Hey". "Are you leaving?", she asks. "Yeah, I couldn't sleep", he responds.
"I'm awake now", Alice says. "Are you sure?", he wonders. "Yeah, you're really sweet", she notes. "Oh come on, nobody calls me sweet", Alex says sheepishly. "And you're cute, too", she adds, flirting with him. He waves her off, claiming "Please, you're just saying that". "No, I mean I've never had a cute brother before -it's exciting", Alice says. "Well, thanks", he says. "Do you think I'm cute?", she asks.
"You know you're cute -you're beautiful", Alex says. "Come back to bed", she pleads. "I would like to, but you fall asleep so easily -you're not the best conversationalist", he jokes. "Yeah, I was pretty tired before, but it felt really good to cuddle a little bit", she admits. He nervously answers: "Yeah, okay, just a little bit more". "Wait, take off your pants", she says boldly.
"What?", Alex replies. "You can't be comfortable lying down in jeans. Don't you want to be comfortable?", Alice asks. He nervously removes his jeans, noting "It's hot in here anyway". Alex gets back on the bed and they resume a spoon position next to each other, his hard-on rubbing her behind. "I'm so sorry", he apologizes. "Don't worry. It's okay, it's natural, it doesn't mean anything", Alice claims. "Of course", Alex agrees, as they cuddle once more.
She keeps rotating her hips, rubbing against Alex's cock. "Alice, what are you doing?", he asks. "I'm just getting more comfortable", she maintains. "Alice, we should not be doing this", he insists. "Doing what?", she asks innocently. "Isn't this what you want, big brother?", she says. "What if mom finds out?". "She won't", Alice insists. "What if she does?", he repeats. "Don't worry -we're family now. This will be our very first little secret", Alice mocks.
"Well, the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree", Alex says, referring to his previous sexual conquest of her mother. "What does that mean?", Alice asks, surprised. Flustered, he responds: "That means absolutely nothing. It's just a stupid saying from a long time ago. I don't even know what it means". "When I first saw you, and felt it against me, I just knew I had to have it", Alice says. "You need to have...", he begins, and she interrupts: "I want your cock". They kiss. Watch the story unfold...
Later, she returns to the bedroom and sits in pain on a couch. Trying to get up, she falls to the floor and calls for help: "Carl!". He returns home some hours after, announcing: "Mom, I'm home!". Finding her on the bedroom floor, he helps her up, and Lisa says: "I think I fell asleep". "Mom, we need to get you help", Carl says. "I don't want some stranger in my house treating me like I'm half dead", she says. "Maybe if you just help me a little bit, and if it's too much then we could hire someone", she suggests. "I would love to help you, okay mom, I love you", Carl pledges. Lisa begins to feel better, as her stepson serves her breakfast in bed and massages her leg regularly. He even gives her a sponge bath in bed, looking away shyly when she bares her breasts. "You're very gentle", Lisa tells him. 'You could go harder. I won't break", she insists.
Time passes, and Carl announces: "Wow, it's crazy to think a couple months ago you could barely walk". "Well, I haven't felt this good since before the accident and it's all thanks to you", Lisa says. "You're the one doing all the work", he insists. "You're the one who makes me feel stronger", Lisa responds. "You know, even though you're feeling fine we should do your stretches", he suggests. "If you insist, doctor", she jokes.
Sitting on the couch at the foot of her bed LIsa puts her leg in Carl's lap and he massages it. She winces in pain, and he says "Sorry". "That's okay. You're very good at what you do", she says. "I just go on instinct", Carl says. "You have good instincts", she notes, gently fondling his back with her fingernails. "It's crazy -at this point I think I know your body better than I know my own", he offers. "That hardly seems fair -you've seen all of me but I barely feel I even know you", Lisa laments.
"Am I such a stranger?", Carl asks. "Not like that, but you know, physically", she explains. "You know all my secrets and I know none of yours", she says. Continuing, Lisa states: "Sometimes I feel like no one's ever going to want me again...as a woman". "That's crazy -dad still loves you", Carl insists. "He's afraid of me", she counters. "I don't believe that", he replies.
"We were making love, your father and I, and I guess we moved wrong and it hurt. I screamed and I just wish I could forget the way that he looked at me. You probably don't want to hear about your parents that way", Lisa says. "That's okay -I'm glad that you trust me", Carl answers. "I trust you more than I thought was possible to trust anyone", she confesses. "You aren't broken Lisa, you're beautiful', he says. "You have to say that", she claims.
Carl impulsively leans over and kisses stepmom on the lips. "What are you doing?", she asks. "You don't want to?", he wonders. "We can't", she insists. "You don't want to", he says sadly. "It' not about that. What if you hurt me?", she asks. "I won't", Carl says. "I don't want to be treated like I'm some delicate little doll", she says. "I'll be careful but I know you're strong", he insists. He kisses her again and says: "I'm gonna take care of you". "I don't want you to go easy on me. I can take it", Lisa says. Watch the taboo romance unfold...