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The Plan - 2
by Dream Weaver (elle.eff1981@gmail.com)

***

Megan launches her plan and her brother Cole falls 
right into her clutches. (mf-teens, youths, inc, 1st)

***

Chapter 2: Movie Night

My name is Cole. What I'm about to tell you is 
something that happened to me when I was only 18. I was 
living with my Dad and Step-Mom as well as her daughter 
Megan who was a year younger than me.

I had been dating Candy for 2 years at this point and I 
was by no stretch a virgin, I was a jock and did OK in 
the female department, but she still hadn't given it 
up. She had said that she wanted to wait and I 
respected her wishes, no matter how frustrated I was.

I would never have cheated on her as getting her into 
bed had become my obsession. In hindsight I don't even 
think that I liked her that much. I would often 
masturbate in my room at night fantasizing about what 
it would be like when she finally let me in, however 
somehow at that point when I would begin to loose 
control someone else would always pop into my mind.

***

Over the last month there had been something distinctly 
strange going on. My usually bookish stepsister had 
drastically altered her appearance. She started wearing 
shorts and tank-tops most of the time as well as makeup 
that made her look flushed and sexual.

I had convinced myself at the time that it was just 
because it was summer, but up until then she had been 
so paranoid about showing any flesh above her ankle or 
wrist that I couldn't help but notice. She had always 
been slightly on the chubby side, but vastly more 
beautiful and intelligent than her friends. Guys hit on 
her more than all of them put together, yet she never 
showed much interest.

I knew of only one boyfriend in her past, but I always 
hated him. When I'd see his pimply face it would 
instantly bring out my protective side. I just didn't 
want him around her. When I found out that he'd popped 
her cherry I had nearly murdered him. Thankfully she 
dumped him shortly after.

I couldn't help noticing her full round ass, like a 
ripe peach, and the soft curve of her full, supple 
breasts whenever she came into the room.

It seemed to me that she had become obsessed with 
frozen treats. She was often eating an ice-cream cone 
or Popsicle. Every time I'd glance over she was either 
licking or sucking on one thing or another. I was 
getting so frustrated waiting for Candy that I'd 
started picturing her licking or sucking something 
else.

'Stop it!' I'd tell myself. 'She's your stepsister!' 
But I couldn't help myself, my cock would inevitably 
stiffen. I'd be forced to sneak off to the bathroom, 
lock the door and stroke myself to climax before I 
could even be in the same room with her again without 
completely humiliating myself. That's how her oral 
fixation became mine.

"Hey big brother," she said one day after catching me 
staring. She was wearing tight white cutoffs and a 
green tank that barely covered her ample tits. I could 
see a pink thong poking out from the waistline of her 
shorts.

"Guess what I heard."

"I have no idea." I was more than a little embarrassed 
that she had noticed me ogling her beautiful body yet 
again.

"Penny told me that Sally told her that Tina saw Candy 
and Tony at the library."

"Of course. They're both in the same class at Summer 
School. They flunked English. They were probably 
studying for a test."

"Funny, Penny said they were studying Biology." She 
gave me a wink that said they were doing some hands-on 
work. Somehow I wasn't shocked, deep inside I always 
knew something was off.

I'd had more than enough of her shit. I called Candy 
and demanded that she meet me at the park. She showed 
up 15 minutes later, flushed and out of breath. She had 
obviously been running as her short blonde hair was 
plastered to her face. She looked so unattractive in 
that moment that I wondered what I had ever seen in 
her.

"We need to talk," I said somberly. "What's this I hear 
about you and Tony?"

"We've been seeing each other." She stated plainly, 
without an ounce of remorse.

"Behind my back?" I was furious. "Why on earth would 
you do that? Whatever happened to our plan? Prom Night? 
The Wyndham? Any of this ringing a bell?"

"I'm sorry, Cole." She didn't even have the decency to 
look ashamed.

I felt so humiliated, so betrayed. I'm sure I was the 
last to know. My girlfriend had been fucking the 
quarterback and all the while I was running around town 
with her, showing public displays of affection. What a 
fool I was.

"When did this start?"

"It was at Phillip's party. We got drunk and we slept 
together. I didn't plan this, I swear. I've wanted to 
tell you since that night but I never knew how. I 
didn't want to hurt you." Something didn't quite add up 
about this.

"Since Philip's party? The one when he left for college 
LAST SUMMER?" She only nodded. "You two-faced bitch. 
I've had it. We're through. TWO YEARS I've waited, 
WASTED, thinking you loved me! You never wanted to hurt 
me? Then why did you drag it out so long? No never 
mind. Just go. I hope you're happy with the guy who 
gave the entire cheerleading squad herpes!" And with 
that I turned and left, leaving Candy, mouth agape and 
calling after me.

When I got home I stormed past my parents up to my room 
and slammed the door. OK, I admit it. I lay down on my 
bed and cried. I couldn't believe she had done this, 
and now I'd broken up with her.

The tears stopped 2 hours later, I felt renewed and 
like I had given enough of my time to her. It still 
hurt, in fact I still couldn't process it, but I forced 
myself to go downstairs and eat dinner with my family. 
I was quiet and my parents must have been worried, but 
they didn't press me for information. Megan just sat 
there, looking concerned and guilty.

***

After dinner I started heading back upstairs but Megan 
grabbed my wrist.

"I'm sorry you had to find out like that, big bro." I 
almost yanked my hand away. I was still angrier than I 
thought. I was about to tell her it was ok and to leave 
me alone, but she put her index finger on my lips to 
stop me. "I know what will get your mind off of this. 
Let's go to the Rialto. There's a movie playing that I 
want to see. Can you give me a lift? My treat." She 
gave me her cutest, most innocent smile. I couldn't 
resist it.

"OK, if you throw in some Popcorn."

"Deal! I just got my Babysitting money. You can have a 
drink too." She winked at me and ran to the car."

***

When we got to the theater I noticed the movie playing 
was Cruel Intentions. I hadn't really intended to see 
it, but Megan looked so excited that I couldn't say no. 
It was not the most uplifting movie in the world and 
the lead actress reminded me slightly of Candy, but we 
were already sitting and there was some appeal in 
seeing the bitch get her comeuppance. We got our snacks 
and finally found a seat in the back. I hadn't realized 
that the movie was so popular.

Near the end of the movie, there was a suspenseful 
scene in which the main character gets hurt. Megan 
jumped, knocking over the near-empty drink cup and 
spilling the melted ice directly on my crotch. She 
hastily apologized and grabbed some napkins. She 
started dabbing at the wet spot trying to dry it.

As she did I looked down. I could see right down her 
top. She had dropped a piece of popcorn down there and 
it sat gently nestled by her ample cleavage. It wasn't 
surprising that my member instantly hardened as the 
visual, combined with the rubbing, was almost too much 
to bear.

She had to have noticed, she looked up at me, somewhat 
surprised, to find my eyes almost glued to her chest. I 
grabbed the kernel from between her smooth breasts and 
ate it, hoping she'd think that it was an accident that 
I wasn't looking where I shouldn't be. I was caught 
red-faced. I braced myself for the slap I was sure 
would be coming, but instead she got up.

"I need to use the washroom." That was it. My ploy had 
worked and I was off the hook.

I looked at the screen and noticed the credits running 
so I got up and decided to go to the men's room while 
she went to the lady's. In there I noticed Tony washing 
his hands.

Instantly nervous I went back out and waited. I 
immediately wished I hadn't as there was Candy waiting 
for him. How could I have been so foolish? Of course 
she'd be there on a Cheapy Tuesday evening. I managed 
to hide in the crowd before she saw me. Tony came out 
and took her in his arms.

Just as I was about to go over there and beat him to a 
pulp Megan came out. She saw who I was looking at and 
again grabbed my wrist as I started forward.

"Let's follow them," she whispered in my ear. Her 
breath was hot and I felt yet another stirring in my 
pants.

"See where they go." I hated it, but she was right. 
There was no point starting a fight here. Besides, I 
didn't want to upset Megan.

She put her small hand in mine as we followed them out 
to the parking lot. I assumed it was because she didn't 
want me to escape, but realized later that in meant 
much more. We drove behind them to the local Lovers 
Lane.

"Figures that they'd come here," I said as I parked 
next to them. I could see that they were already making 
out in the back seat with the dome light on. I just 
kept staring out the window at them. It was irritating 
watching some other guy get what I had lusted after for 
so long.

Megan, obviously noticing my emotional state, gently 
touched my shoulder and said, "Big bro, you're staring 
at them from the front seat. Don't you think they'll 
notice?" I had to admit, she had a point. "Why don't we 
get in the back?" We climbed over the seats so we 
wouldn't be seen outside.

"I can't believe this." I said, my frustration at the 
situation growing. "What's he got that I don't"

"Her," Megan said flippantly. "What do you see in that 
skank anyway?"

"She was the only person who didn't laugh when I tried 
out for the Football team. You remember when I broke my 
wrist?" She nodded. "Candy was the only one who made me 
feel like I wasn't a failure."

"Your not, you know. I always thought you were great, 
just the way you are." She sounded a little sad as she 
said this. "There are a lot of whispers going around 
that you're way too good for her. That's how my friends 
and I found out about what she was doing. You don't 
deserve to be treated like that. All of my friends have 
a crush on you ya know." She looked embarrassed as she 
turned her gaze away from me to peek out the window at 
Candy and Tony. "Holy crap! They're really going at 
it!"

I looked out the window and it was true. They were like 
two bunnies let loose in the back seat, climbing all 
over each other. I suddenly felt a pressure on my 
crotch and looked back towards Meghan. She was leaning 
over me, staring out the window, steadying herself with 
one hand on the hanger handle and one on my cock.

I shifted a little, to make her realize where she was 
touching and avoid any possible embarrassment. She lost 
her balance and tumbled onto me, straddling my thighs. 
I found myself face-first in the cleavage that I'd been 
admiring so much recently. I looked up and saw her face 
looking down. I expected her to be livid, but she just 
smiled sweetly.

"I've seen you watching me, you know," she said sexily 
as she started running her fingers through my hair. "I 
know it's wrong, but I want you. At first I thought you 
didn't find me attractive so I started dressing 
provocatively to see what you'd do. I was quite pleased 
by your reaction. I can't stand the thought of you 
being hurt. You've been through a lot. Now just sit 
back and let me make it all better."

I was shocked as she kissed me on the forehead and ran 
her fingertips along the back of my neck and shoulders 
sending shivers down my spine. "Are you sure?" I asked 
looking up into her flushed face.

"Totally!" She said smiling.

Part of me said I shouldn't, but I couldn't hold back 
any longer.

I slipped my fingertips under the hem of her tank top 
and gently caressed her sides as I lifted the green 
fabric away. My heart began to race as I noticed she 
wasn't wearing a bra. Her breasts were even more 
perfect than I'd imagined, firm and luscious with cute 
little pink nipples which were already jutting out.

I slowly, teasingly, ran my tongue between her breasts, 
then around her nipples, nibbling gently. Soft moans of 
pleasure escaped her lips as she ground her warm little 
crotch against mine. She kissed me hungrily, her tongue 
probing mine, as she removed my shirt before backing 
away and reaching down. She found the fly of my jeans 
and unzipped it. She climbed off of me and I lifted my 
hips to let her take my pants off.

She dropped to her knees between my legs and teasingly 
ran her hands up my thighs. She planted a small kiss on 
my underwear and looked up at me, smiling.

"Is this for me?" Megan asked, indicating my rapidly 
swelling member, her voice dripping with desire. I 
looked down at her.

"Are you sure this is what you want?" I asked, knowing 
what she would say.

"More than anything," she said lustily. She 
mischievously undid the button of my boxers and my 
penis sprung free. She had been teasing me all night I 
realized as she touched it gently, staring up at my 
face, biting her bottom lip. "Now you know why I've 
been eating so many popsicles."

She winked at me then slowly licked my shaft, stopping 
just short of the head. I gasped. She lowered her head 
and started again, not stopping when she reached the 
top. It was absolute ecstasy, I moaned softly. I never 
would have suspected she was quite this talented.

She wrapped one hand around my shaft, moving it in time 
with her mouth, while her other hand reached in and 
started playing with my balls, kneading them gently. It 
was all too much and it wasn't long before I was 
letting my load loose into her mouth. After I was 
finished she looked up at me, a quiet "mmmmmm," escaped 
her delicate mouth. She was also wearing a smile that 
said she wasn't finished yet.

"Now lay down," she said pushing my chest gently with 
her hand. I obeyed, excited by the prospect of what she 
would do next. She peeled off her shorts and soaked 
panties. I got my answer as she straddled my face. "I 
found the magazines under your mattress, I know that 
you know what to do."

The smile in her voice matched the one on my face as 
she lowered herself on to me. Almost instinctively I 
stuck out my tongue and for the first time I tasted her 
juices. She was so sweet that I couldn't get enough. I 
ran my tongue up and down her silken crack, tasting 
every inch. She moaned in ecstasy as my tongue found 
her clitoris. I sucked on it gently earning more moans 
with almost every lick.

She reached forward and grabbed my rapidly growing 
penis as I continued my oral ministrations. I pulled my 
arm out from under her and reached for her inviting 
opening.

I slowly inserted one finger, then another. I eagerly 
investigated whatever I could reach and I found a 
small, spongy bit at the front. I groaned as she moaned 
and pressed harder onto my face. She started pulling 
harder and faster on my revved manhood.

She leaned forward and took me into her mouth again, 
faster and more eager than before as I kept working on 
her delicious little pussy. Within moments she stopped 
and threw her head back, little moans and groans 
escaping her as she fought to keep quiet. Encouraged, I 
moved my tongue and fingers faster and she arched her 
back as she shuddered and bit back a scream of 
pleasure.

"I can't wait any more!" Megan said as she reached into 
the pocket of her discarded shorts and pulled out a 
condom. I was somewhat surprised that she thought of 
it, I hadn't imagined that she would be willing to go 
that far.

She ripped it open and tossed the wrapper on the 
ground. She carefully unrolled it onto my raging 
erection then climbed on top of me. She kissed me once, 
then smiled as she held my cock still while she impaled 
herself on it.

As I entered her fully she let out a small sigh and 
smiled as she slowly moved her hips up and down. I was 
in complete ecstasy; it had been so long since any girl 
had allowed me inside of them. I reached up and ran my 
fingers teasingly over her stomach and up her sides. I 
cupped her bouncing breasts and ran my thumbs over her 
nipples.

Feeling her tension build, I reached one hand downwards 
to her clitoris and massaged it gently. She kept 
grinding herself against me as she started moving 
faster, clenching her vaginal muscles around my 
ecstatic cock. She pulled my hand off of her breast and 
placed it near her mouth.

She sucked on my middle fingers as if she were sucking 
on my dick again and I was so turned on that I came 
right there, inside of her. Exhausted, she draped her 
body over mine, her head on my chest, kissing it 
gently. I ran my hands through her hair and down her 
back as we just lay there for a few minutes, panting. 
I've never felt closer to anyone as I did in that 
moment.

"What will we tell our parents?" I asked as we got 
dressed.

"I'm sure we'll think of something when the time 
comes." She gave me her sexiest wink and an innocent 
smile.

Before we drove away I pulled her to me and kissed her 
with all my soul.

"I can't wait!" I say honestly as we pull away, the 
promise of more to come thick in the air. 

Continued in chapter 3...

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
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