Chapter 1

Dina was just turned nineteen, when Tom married her mum, Sandy.

He moved into their home and into their lives with an easy-going nature, and an indifference to Dina that was fine by her.

It was when Freddie joined them that her problems began.

Freddie was Tom’s twenty-year-old Neanderthal type son, who seemed to take delight in staring at Dina and grinning at her in a suggestive manner, knowing full well that he made her feel uncomfortable.

Freddie liked the fact that his six-foot frame towered over her five foot two. He had very dark thick hair but with very blunt features, and with beady brown eyes that were always taunting her innocent looking blue eyes. Her soft auburn hair was always neatly tied back in a long ponytail, and he would often give it a tug as he passed by.

If there was no one in the room at the time, he would give a little chuckle as he did it, and as her head shot back, he would peer down the cleavage of her double d breast.

Dina was small ish ... she was pretty ish ... but her baby blues were her real beauty, and her full breast were her most admired feature.

She knew that things would come to a head with him at some point but always assumed that she would be safe if her mum and Tom were in the house at least.

She had spent the evening with Denise – her friend and workmate. They had watched a movie, and then it’s sequel and so it was late when she quietly let herself into the house.

It was dark downstairs so she assumed everyone must be in bed.

Not wanting to wake any one up she crept to the sofa to take her shoes off.

“You’re back then,” the low voice caught her by surprise, and she let out a gasp and tried to stand as her stepbrother suddenly loomed over her.

He pushed her back down though and followed her there.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he snarled into her ear.

“BBBed!” she gasped as she struggled against him.

“Not just yet, you’re not; we need to talk, you and me.”

“Talk? Talk about what?”

“Oh, about the fact that you keep flaunting yourself at me, daring me to grab you and now I have had enough!”

“I ... I haven’t ... I didn’t!”

“Well, I think you did and now I am going to do just that I am going grab you and have a feel, and you will just lie there and take it!”

He leaned over her rubbing and pawing at her breast, and pulled her top up so that he could see them as well.

“Don’t,” she cried, trying to push him away.

“Shush” he whispered hoarsely. “If someone hears, I’ll make sure we both get into trouble.”

“But I haven’t done anything” she whined in a lower voice.

“They won’t know that, even if they do try to believe you, they will always wonder ... and my dad doesn’t approve of tarts ... he thinks it’s always the girls fault cos they are natural teases ... just like you!”

He pinned her down and his head was under her top as he sucked and chewed on her breast.

“Ouch ... don’t do that!”

“Shshhs!” Freddie hissed under her top.

His hand snaked down to the hem of her skirt, and then pulled it up to her waist.

“Don’t.” she shrieked in alarm.

Freddie reared up and shoved his hand over her mouth.

“I said shut up!” he snapped in a low voice.

“Mfff!”

He pinned her down with his body and his spare hand forced its way into her panties and between her legs.

“Mfff!”

He pushed between her pussy lips and his thick calloused finger found her sweet spot.

“Mfff!”

He rubbed her clit, making it swell and grow wet.

“See you like it really,” he snarled in a low lust filled tone.

“Mfff!”

He continued rubbing in a hard way, and her poor body kept producing moisture to try to ease the contact.

“Mfff!”

“Little tart,” he growled as he rubbed her clit.

She put her hand up and tried to claw his hand away from her mouth.

“Stop that,” he hissed. “If you don’t stop that I will get my fat hard dick out and shove it right up you tight little ass!”

She froze in horror at the idea, and her eyes grew wide behind his hand.

“Mmmm ... Mffff!”

“Now,” I am just going to finger your hot little cunt for a bit ... until I am nice and hard and then I shall have a wank.” He paused to look down at her. “I won’t do anything else to you – if you behave.”

He rubbed her a bit more and some of the resistance went out of her.

“Will you behave?”

“Mfff.” she nodded slightly. And slowly he pulled his hand away from her mouth.