Chapter 1

It had been one of the worst days of Dave’s life. His step-sister Darcy had made him the laughing stock of the entire high school and also dashed his hopes of going out with Jennifer.

Dave and his step-sister Darcy were seniors at Falcon Valley High School. Darcy was a cheerleader, very popular and very hot! Dave on the other hand was quiet and reserved, staying out of the limelight as an AV tech and a drama club tech. He wasn’t unattractive, but he didn’t do anything to present himself as a handsome guy.

Dave and Darcy met at 12 when Dave’s father Ed, a widower, was dating Darcy’s mom Joyce, a single mother. Their respective parents eventually got married and Joyce and Darcy moved into the mansion where Ed and Dave lived. Darcy and Dave were always rather different, but co-existed well enough when the family first came together. As Darcy’s star rose and she became more popular she did more and more to distance herself from her step-brother.

Ed made his money in tech and loved working. He enjoyed travelling for business and was a successful consultant who was always in demand. Ed’s wife, Dave’s mom, had passed away suddenly when Dave was 5. Ed had stayed close to home most of the time until Dave turned 12 then he felt he could be away for longer periods. Dave was convinced the reason his dad married Joyce was partially to have consistent adult supervision at home.

Joyce always seemed like a gold digger to Dave but he didn’t dare suggest that to his father who was amazed Joyce was his wife. Joyce had been an instructor at the gym Ed went to and that’s how they met. Although Ed tried to downplay his wealth Joyce was able to find out he had millions from early work he did at a number of major tech players. He’d worked for stock and the companies he worked for had done very well making him a very wealthy man.

Like her daughter, Joyce was very hot. Joyce was only 34 having had her daughter at 16. Being a fitness instructor Joyce was in great shape. Not only that, just like her daughter she had a great shape. Both of them were muscularly trim but with very nice chests. Dave thought they were both probably D or DD but didn’t know that for sure. Both of them had smaller trim asses which Dave prefered, but Joyce had slightly larger hips and a slightly larger ass than her daughter. It was probably due to being a little older and having given birth to Darcy. When the family went on vacation Dave had to make sure he didn’t spend too much time looking at them in their bikinis otherwise his appreciation for their bodies would have been visibly apparent.

Dave had gotten home and was fuming. He was so pissed at his step-sister he could hardly contain himself. At the same time he was wondering how on Earth he’d be able to salvage his reputation. He was reliving some of the taunting he had experienced when the door opened and Darcy waltzed in. Dave spun towards her and immediately unleashed his rage.

“I can’t believe what you did cunt! You are going to feel so bad about it cunt! You’re only going to be miserable and feel horrible cunt! You’d have to blow me for me to forgive you so you could feel better cunt! Now get out of here cunt!”

As he finished each sentence he had noticed Darcy had shown more shock and fear in her face. Darcy burst into tears and quickly turned and ran to her room and closed the door.

What the fuck have I done Dave thought to himself. He was sure Darcy was in her room right now calling her mother, his step-mother reporting what he’d done. Joyce, his step-mother, had never really liked him that much and always sided with Darcy whenever there was any question of fault.

Dave’s despair grew deeper as he heard Darcy come out of her room still crying and approaching his. He expected her to lay into him but when she saw him. but instead she looked afraid and started crying harder. Barely getting the words out between sobs she said “I’m so sorry Dave, I feel horrible.”

“You should”, Dave said surprised that she wasn’t ripping him apart.

“Let’s get it over with” she whimpered, “I want to start feeling better.”

“Get what over with?” Dave asked.

“You said I’d have to blow you for you to forgive me.” Darcy explained.

“Stop fucking with me Darcy” Dave said turing from the door waiting for the barb she was hiding to further his misery.

“No, really! I want to feel better. Please let me do it.” Darcy pleaded.

Dave quickly played the earlier scene back in his mind. He’d never called Darcy a cunt before. Could that have done something he pondered. He’d thought of doing it plenty of times but he always had to hold back to avoid the wrath of Joyce. Joyce could make Dave’s life miserable especially if she thought her daughter had been harmed or maligned in any way.

Dave sat on his bed and said “OK, come on in.” while spreading his legs. Let’s see how far she’ll go, he thought skeptically. Even though he thought this would end up going south he was starting to get a bit turned on by what was happening. He started to feel his cock losing it’s limpness.

Darcy hurried into his room, still crying and kneeled down in front of him.

“Stop crying” he said

“I can’t!” she wailed. “I don’t want to do this but it’s the only thing I can do. I have to feel better soon.”

Thinking it was time to see if his thinking was right he said “Stop crying cunt!”

With that Darcy was somehow able to compose herself. She reached out to his lap and unzipped his jeans. Her unzipping was quick and clinical. She made a disgusted face and drew his cock out and looked at it for a minute.

“I can’t believe you’re making me do this” Darcy said.

Dave just sat back waiting for what would happen next. Darcy brought her face into his lap, opened her mouth and sucked his half rigid cock into her mouth. She started to move her mouth up and down his cock running her lips over it. It seemed like she was doing everything she could to get him to cum as quickly as possible.

“Slow down cunt! Give me the best blow job you’ve ever given cunt!” Dave said.

Darcy immediately slowed down and started giving him a great blow job. She seductively slowed down taking his cock into her mouth and then drawing back making sure her lips were caressing it on the way up. She also started to use her tongue more, increasing her attention on his cock and finishing her up stroke running her tongue around the head of his cock making sure the be stroking the sensitive bottom of the head. In spite of giving him great head her face still showed disgust at having to perform the act.

“You’re enjoying this cunt!” he said.

Darcy seemed to relax and the tension she’d been holding earlier left her body. She shifted to a different position and seemed to actually start caring about what she was giving him.

Dave considered the shift the day had taken. He’d gone from hating life to feeling the best he’d ever felt. Seeing his step-sister’s blonde head bobbing up and down in his lap he started wondering if it could get any better than this. His mind quickly gave him ways it could get better.

“Stop cunt!” Dave told Darcy.

She withdrew her head and frowned at Dave. “How am I going to feel any better?” she whined.

“You feel better now cunt.” Dave responded

“Thank God fuckhead! I’m leaving!” Darcy said before spinning away from Dave and starting to get up.

“Freeze cunt!” Dave said, stopping her in her tracks. Darcy was frozen in place leaning forward mid-step to get out of his room. Dave took a moment to take in the view. The backs of Darcy’s wonderful legs were displayed in front of him. The curve of her ass under her cheerleader skirt with her narrow waist above and her sweater showing bulge of the back of her bra and her lovely neck partially obscured by Darcy’s ponytail.