I threw my bag down on the floor and flopped onto the bed. After being in the car with my mom, her new husband Tom, and my step-sister Becca for four hours, it felt good to be in the hotel room in Ocean City. We were there for Becca’s eighteenth birthday. It was already dark outside, and raining.

The room was beige with maroon details, real typical of a hotel. Nothing fancy, we couldn’t afford it. We also couldn’t afford three rooms, which was why I could still hear Becca whining to our parents in the hallway. We only had two rooms, and our parents were still very much in the honeymoon phase of their marriage. They absolutely had to be in the same room, which meant that Becca had to share a room with me. There were two beds of course, but she still wasn’t thrilled. She was probably expecting to be sneaking guys in or something. I won’t lie, it did cross my mind to get on Tinder and find some girl to hook up with while I was here too. I was sure we could find somewhere else to go, though.

Becca finally came into the room and threw her bags on the floor too. (Why did she need three bags for a weekend trip?) The door closed behind her as she looked around and muttered “ew” under her breath.

“We didn’t come to Ocean City for you to bitch the entire time,” I said, still laying down with peta jensen massage.

“I was promised Disney,” she replied flatly and fell onto her own bed. I didn’t doubt it, I shared a class or two with her older sister when I was in high school a few years ago. She always seemed to be a spoiled bitch, of course her sister would be the same way. My mom and their dad had a grand wedding just a few months before Becca’s birthday, the savings no doubt got used for it.

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Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Despite being closer to the door, Becca didn’t move from her bed. peta sighed and got up, it had to be one of our parents. I opened the door to my mother’s smiling face. he had to smile back.

“Getting settled in for the weekend? Ready to have some Ocean City fun?” My mother was far more enthusiastic than I was.

“Sure, Mom,” I replied. I did enjoy seeing her happy for once.

“Well, it’s gonna have to start tomorrow. There’s a severe storm warning for the area and we don’t want you going out in it. That goes for you too, Becca. Everyone’s staying in tonight. We just want you guys to be safe,” my mom walked around our stuff over to the window on the far wall and peeked out the curtain. Sure enough, the rain was hitting the glass, obviously pretty windy. My mom made a face, and Becca mumbled something under her breath.

“That’s alright, I’m pretty tired from the drive anyway,” I said.

“That’s the spirit! You guys still have snacks, right? Maybe if it calms down later we can grab dinner at that Italian place down the street, they have the best reviews on Facebook!” My mom was pretty proud of herself for learning how to use Facebook, it was mostly Tom’s doing.

“Yeah, we should be fine. Thanks for checking on us,” I smiled at my mom again.

“You’re so sweet, Justin. I’m heading back to my own room now, Tom’s waiting!” And before I could even think about the implications of what she’d said, she was out the door again.

“What are we supposed to do stuck in a hotel?” Becca grumbled, laying facing the wall away from me. As annoying as she was, I felt the same way.

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“You think either of our parents paid for a TV package?” She turned to look at me, doubtful.

“One way to find out,” I grabbed the remote off the little dresser that separated our beds. The old TV took a moment to boot up, which pulled another sigh out of Becca. Finally, the options appeared on the screen. We stared at the screen in disbelief.

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“Oh my fucking god. Is that. Is all of that porn?” Becca sat up on the bed. I scrolled through the options.

“Hm. ‘Two Naughty Nurses Share Doctor Big Cock’ sounds pretty Disney to me.” The list was full of these titles.

“Fucking hell. I’m going to pretend they bought this on accident. Ugh.” She fell back onto the bed again, covering her eyes with her hands dramatically. I clicked the TV off and sat down on my own bed, unlocking my phone. No service. I opened the wifi settings, and there wasn’t even one to try to connect to. Becca sighed again from her bed. I guess she found out about the lack of Internet access the same time I did. There was truly nothing to do.

“Do you… I dunno, do you wanna watch the porn just to make fun of it?” I asked. Becca made a face at me. “I know, it’s gross, but what else do we have to do? We’re stuck. The acting in porn is so bad, it can be funny when you’re not too horny to pay attention.” I shrugged. She rolled her eyes.

“Yeah. Put it on, I guess.” but She propped her head up on one arm to see the TV. I booted it back up, again it took longer than any modern TV ever would.

“Which one? It’s your birthday, you get to pick the porn,” I smiled. She tried not to laugh but ended up snorting anyway.

“What’s that third one there? ‘Busty Girl Next Door Caught Naked in my Pool’? Seems promising,” she said. I clicked down to her selection and started it up.

in short We watched as the guy came home early from work, threw his keys on the counter, and looked out his patio doors to see a very tan woman with huge tits swimming in the pool. Of course, the dialogue was great. He even somehow accused her of not paying taxes in the exchange. Inevitably, she sucked him off and they fucked to make up for the huge inconvenience she caused him.

We laughed at almost everything they said, and made comments like “so realistic, can’t believe I haven’t tried that excuse yet, do you think she’s really guilty of tax evasion?” I actually wasn’t having a peta jensen massage, but just as we were getting to the peak of action, the rain started hitting the window harder and the power flicked out. We both sighed this time.

After a few moments of silence, we heard a knock at the door again. Becca got up to get it this time.

“What if it’s a serial killer?” I called after her.

“Well then at least I’m not stuck here anymore,” she called back. She opened the door to her dad standing in the dark, holding candles and a box of matches.

“Hey kiddos, I went down to the front desk to see if they had flashlights, all they had were these old candles. Better than nothing, right?” He smiled at us.

“Thanks, Tom.” but I got up to help him light the candles. We put one next to the TV and another one on the small dresser between the two beds. The flames flickered dimly.

“Sure thing. Don’t forget to blow them out before bed, if the power stays out that long. I have to be getting back now, your mom and I were in the middle of something.” He was gone just as fast as he appeared. Becca and I both knew without saying anything that they were getting it on down the hall. I was grateful that we weren’t able to get rooms that shared a wall.

but Becca lay back down on her bed. I lay back down on my own bed. The silence between us was filled with the storm roaring outside. After the longest pause, she shifted on her bed.

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“Do people really bend like that? In real life?” she asked, thinking out loud about the porn we had seen.

“Uh. Sometimes. I had a girl once who could, it was great.” I couldn’t help but get a little horny thinking about that old girlfriend. She was a monster to be with but damn, was she good in bed. I glanced over at Becca and did a double-take. She was trying to bend herself into the main feature position the woman in the video was in. I couldn’t take my eyes off her as she lay on her back, trying to bring her knees up to her chest while keeping her legs open. She made it a lot farther than any girl I’d ever been with, and the way the shadows danced on her straining leggings made it obvious she wasn’t wearing underwear.

She finally noticed me staring and looked back at me without saying a word. I rolled over as fast as I could. Did she see my erection? I knew she did. This was the first time in my life that I wished my dick wasn’t seven inches long. This was also the first time I noticed how hot my step-sister was. She was usually too much of a pain in the ass to think about anything else. But the way she was bending, the way she looked in the candlelight… I couldn’t help it.

I had no idea what was going to happen next, and the silence was unbearable. After the longest silence in history, I heard her say softly, “Hey, Justin? It’s uh, it’s okay.” My heart skipped peta jensen massage.