My Stepbrothers Baby

Survival Mode

Ashton//

I don't know whether I should be doing this or not. Her nod was the only thing that mattered. I fingered her deeply until I could feel my fingers dripping. This was so wrong but so right. I lightly pressed my d**k against her opening, making sure I was ready and prepared. After a min, I've managed to only get the tip in, but after minutes I'm deep inside of her, thrusting to the sound of our heartbeats clashing together. The sound of her moaning turned me on that little bit more, with her c*m soaking the bed sheets, she was enjoying it. I grabbed her t**s, twisted her n*****s, then brought them to my mouth and sucked on them. My fingers moving in a circular motion on her c**t, I needed her to c*m on me. Oh. My . God. This is real, I'm in bed with my step sister not giving a damn about the world around us. The blue balls that she gave me had been released as the last moan left the room. God nothing was imperfect about this. This was a dream. As I went to the bathroom to clean my self up, I noticed that not only the condom had split, but the white, thick c*m, had come through the end. I rapidly took the condom off with guilt.

Oh god. What have I done.

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Elena//

I cannot describe the words. To have my brother thrust inside me was unreal, I have dreamed about this since forever. I thought he didn't notice me, I thought he didn't love me. I can still feel his touch of him squeezing my n*****s so tight, of him kissing my body with perfection. Leaving the faithful marks all over my body. Making me feel loved. I was always being ignored, what changed?

Ashton came in with a slight pale face. All words are unspoken

"Ash what's wrong, did I hurt you?"

"No, no, no, you never could, so we may have a slight problem, the condom broke which I can only assume was halfway through, Elena it was dripping through, do you know what this means for us? I could of got you pregnant." My face dropped.. no no no, this could not be happening, everything that could go wrong, is going wrong. I just sat there in silence, how could I sat up in the bed. There's no word I could say, it was the universe telling us that actually this is wrong. So f*****g wrong. But I don't think I've ever been with someone this gentle. He is perfect, my Ashton.

I fell asleep cuddled into Ashton's arms, his warmth surrounding me, I could spend hours like this. I looked at the clock and its only 10am only half an hour until I go downstairs and not only cook my brother breakfast, but my mother and father as well. The smell of Belgian waffles and cream enters the air. I am wearing nothing but a tight black skirt, and a navy blue blouse with the first three buttons undone. I kept thinking that two weeks from now I could have my step brothers baby. That is the most terrifying thing to even think. about.

*4 weeks later*

Oh my god I'm late. Time to take the test. I rushed to the nearest drug store to find the most accurate tests that I could find, then half an hour later I am waiting for Ashton to come home, in his bathroom. When i was at the drug store, I sent him message telling him to go to his bathroom as soon as he came back from work. I stopped going work seeing the incident, he keeps working so hard to buy me a new shop. I really adore him. 10 minutes later he has entered the bathroom, I have drank 2 cups full of water, and I'm ready to pee on the ridiculous clearblue test, which apparently is 99% accurate. He came in rushing into the bathroom and gave me all the support I needed to pee on this tiny ass stick. 2 minutes later it tells me that I am 2 weeks ( +2 ) pregnant. Oh god. Oh god what am I doing. This was such a stupid mistake I know that my fantasies should of become true.

"Hey, everything is going to be okay" his voice is deep and calm, and is beautiful. But I am in little doubt that we are meant to be. But how are we gonna keep this a secret?

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Ashton//

I have been working non stop to For full my sisters needs, she is never going back to that place that she worked, it's too risky who knows whether she would get r***d the next time and I couldn't be the the person who saved her, the person protecting her. It has been a month since me and Elena have proved our feelings for each other. I still remember the touch of her, how wet she was for me, her scent. She smells like peonies, mixed with coconut shampoo. She feels so good, her curves fit right in my hands and her body is perfect. Perfect t**s, perfect ass. No words can describe how perfect she is for me. She is truely a godess. I received a text from her about half an hour ago, explaining me to come to my bathroom, and take a test with her, as soon as that text comes I'm in sixth gear in my mustang doing 80 down the motorway.

20 minutes later and I'm home, and entering the bathroom, our parents are both at work which is good because how awkward would it be for us both to be in the same bathroom and get caught, I mean she has slept with me I suppose but that's not really the point. She peed on the stick, and we waited 2 minutes for the results to come through. We turned the test over together and on the front read "2 weeks +2". Oh. My. God. She's pregnant. I try to stay as calm as possible, even though I'm freaking out like mad in the inside and it is rather terrifying.

"Hey", my voice was low, I didn't want to worry her "its gonna be okay, I promise". My mind was thinking through options. Plan b, abortion, adoption, but my heart couldn't think about that, having a baby with my best friend, isn't so bad but having my sisters baby, now this just seems like a disaster. Wait this means that I am a father. Oh my God.

2 hours later our parents came back with what I can only assume is sushi, Elena's always loved sushi, me on the other hand not so much. She always used to stay up until our parents went sleep just to make me a sandwich or something that's microwaved, so I at least had something to eat. We make our way downstairs

"Suppers up kids" said Mr. Smith. Aka my step dad.

"Mmmm sushi, my favourite" Elena squealed. When she is happy she always scrunched up her nose, its adorable, and so god damn sexy. Now that I realise, she is wearing a cocktail dress, a black sparkly one, which I must say, shapes her figure well and standard black louis Vuitton heals, the ones with the red bottoms. Her breasts are basically popping out the top, making her look delicious. I'm surprised because not even my hottest worker could pull that s**t off. I realised. It's so obvious that she's pregnant, she's practically glowing, and she's barely a month in.

20 minutes later we are all sat round the dinner table. All of a sudden Elena gets up, and rushes herself to the bathroom, she is violently throwing up, which I'm guessing is a part of the pregnancy. I held her hair back whilst she was violently throwing up, all over the bathroom, barely making the bowl. If I was never so f*****g selfish, she would never of been so I'll, and after what has happened in the past few months, she doesnt deserve the pain of this. After a few minutes of my reckless thinking, she is now finished, I told her that I would clean it up, but she didn't listen and still helped me because it was 'her mess to deal with'. My poor baby sister. This is all my fault.

2 minutes later we are in the dining room again.

" Alicia, Father, there's something I need to tell you. I'm pregnant " Oh for christ's sake why did she have to say that bullshit, we could of easily dealt with it ourselves.

"Oh well, how long have you known" my mother exclaimed. She sounded so snobby, as all rich parents do.

"I only found out earlier, but I'm scared to say anything because I have no clue on wo the father is" she said in a soft voice. But for f**k sake Elena, why did you have to go and ruin it all. Now they are gonna want a DNA test and everything. How are we gonna survive this.