Forbidden Love - James Thomas (best biographies to read .TXT) 📗

Julia took a deep breath as the cab pulled away, then turned to study the building before her. Try though she might, the young woman couldn't bring up any memories of her time spent here, probably all due in part to the fact that in her senior year, her mom decided to get remarried. Certainly did not show any remorse at finding out dear old dad ran off with the Brazilian secretary from work. No call, no note, just one day mother and daughter came home to find everything her dad owned completely gone.

Now, six months later to the day, she was returning home from an overseas trip, having gone sight-seeing in London with her best friends. Both Julia and Braeden chose to attend college out of state, Julia riding on a cheer and academic scholarship, and Braeden, who had taken a liking to baseball, having been all but guaranteed a spot in the minor leagues. While neither had fully graduated college, that didn't stop them from leaving home on a small break to check out life outside. And so it was that Julia found herself back home.

England was nice, but it felt good to be back in the States. Knowing she couldn't put off facing her mom forever, she sighed, ran her fingers through her deep brown hair, then grabbed her suitcase and started climbing the stone steps. It wasn't that Julia hated her mom, just.... When her mom remarried, Julia received two things: a stepdad who made figures that Julia only ever dreamed of seeing, and... well.... Braeden - your typical all American jock - 6'3", pale skin, great smile, and a master of every sport in high school. Not to mention, scholarships to over six major name colleges. Yep... where Julia struggled to make friends and fit in, her brother was king of the school. Clearly "fitting in" was never in his vocabulary. 

It took a few months, but eventually Julia found her place. A bit introverted, and not exactly the social butterfly like her stepbrother, Julia still wasn't quite sure how she made it on the cheer squad, but here she was. With long straight black hair, pale skin, dark eyes, perfectly perky breasts and a petite frame, Julia definitely wouldn't be exactly considered the model trophy-wife type, but neither was she unattractive. She felt that she was sitting comfortably at a nine. 

Yet not all would agree with her. Little did she know, Braeden was always finding his friends joking about Julia, how hot she was and how crazy it was that she was as of yet still single. He laughed quietly, as he never fully saw her as his sister, but more of a roommate that came along with the fact his dad chose to marry his new stepmom. After all, there was no blood between the two of them, and they hadn't grown up together, so that was an added bonus. It definitely cleared out the issue of awkwardness. However, despite the desire he felt, he always managed to ignore his friends and change the subject. 

Reaching into her pocket, she proceeded to withdraw her house key, given to her the day of her 16th birthday, two years earlier, and inserted the key into the lock, turned the key, and opened the door. Julia struggled up the stairs, the suitcase clumping loudly behind her. She then headed down the hallway, puzzled at how quiet everything was in the house. Normally she could hear her mom moving around in the kitchen; her stepdad in his study; or at the very least, the annoying sound of her stepbrother's video games coming from his room, right across from her own. 

Tossing the suitcase onto her bed, and exhausted from her trip, Julia decided that she would take a quick shower. Grabbing a towel, Julia headed into the bathroom, then stood in front of the mirror, pulling out her ponytail holder, setting it on the sink, then shaking her hair loose. Before her stood a young woman, very much beautiful and yet in so many ways naive to the ways of the world. True, she watched porn on her phone and laptop, after all a girl has her needs. And yet her friends who have been down that road before never failed to tell her, sometimes in explicit details just how colorless porn could be when compared to the actual act itself. 

Julia blushed thinking about it, as she pulled her shirt over her head, watching as her breasts bounced slightly upon being freed from her sports bra. She cupped both breasts with her hands, sighing as she studied her upper-half. So many of her friends were, for lack of a better term, more endowed than she was, with a couple of them being as full as triple “D’s” in size. She doubted that she would ever be as full as they, but she could wish.

An hour and a half later, Julia had dried off and decided to hop in something more comfortable, noting it was around seven in the evening. There was still enough time for her to catch a nap before she knew for a fact people would be home, having discovered a note on the fridge that Braeden was at practice and her parents wouldn’t be home until closer to about midnight. Throwing on some cheer shorts and her favorite crop top, Julia then climbed in bed and snuggled under the covers, cuddling her favorite stuffed animal as she drifted off to sleep. 

Or tried to. However it became increasingly obvious that Julia was restless, unable to sleep despite being tired. 

Sighing and laying back, Julia tossed the covers back, put on some Black Veil Brides using her bluetooth speaker and trailed her hand slowly down her sculpted abs, past her smooth creamy stomach, under the waistband of her shorts, and on towards her hairless sweet spot. Running her fingers gently over her soft pussy folds, Julia arched her back, tilting her head back into the pillow at the same time, and began to rub her clit in soft, small circles. 

With her other hand, she gripped her comforter tighter as she increased the pressure slowly. She thought she locked her door, and as a result, failed to both hear and see Braeden standing next to the now open door, giving him full view to the sight of his little (they found out they were literally six months apart, something he never failed to tease her about) sister. Braeden’s mouth fell open slightly as he silently observed what he only daydreamed about - his step-sister rubbing one out right in front of him. Julia took her hand from her shorts, reached her fingers to her mouth to taste her wetness, and opened her eyes. She froze as she realized that Braeden was standing there, frozen himself, his mouth wide open in awe and a very obvious tent in his shorts. 

"Ugh!” She said, in an exasperated tone of voice, grabbing and throwing a pillow at him, “Damn you, Braeden. I was so close to finishing and you just had to go and ruin it. I thought I locked that.” 

Getting up with a frustrated groan, Julia threw on some clothes, then pushed past him and entered the bathroom to wash her hands, turning to find him smirking, arms folded, leaning against the doorframe of the bathroom. God he could be so infuriating sometimes. 

"Well, yea, it was locked silly. However I wanted to surprise you so when I saw that the door was locked, I simply used the key above the door.” He held up the small nail-sized bar that acted as the key. Every room had one, set just above the door frame in case there was an emergency. “However, it would seem that you were the one that surprised me instead. 

Julia punched him in the shoulder, then hugged him, rolled her eyes, and grabbed his hand. The two of them proceeded to head to the kitchen, with Braeden taking the lead, and Julia following shortly behind., appreciating silently the broad shoulders, thick arms…. Chiseled chest when he turned… wait, this was her stepbrother, why was she thinking about him in a sexual sense? 

Perhaps it was because the whole way home, her friends refused to stop talking about how big he was… In more ways than one.

Julia wasn’t sure which shocked her more, the fact they were so open about their sex lives, or the fact her friends had slept with Braeden.

The next morning Braeden rushed quickly into the bathroom where he found Julia was preoccupied getting ready for the day.

"Fuck, I really have to pee. Can you hurry it up?"

"Yeah right,” Julia said, her mouth slightly foamy from the toothpaste, “I’m almost done. Give me a minute, I’m sure you can hold it for a few more seconds.”

She turned back to the sink and finished what she was doing, Braeden all but ignored. Julia’s hair at the moment was put up in a high messy bun, some loose wisps of hair curling over her face. Her skin was very much still wet from the shower, and her towel was wrapped tightly around her, not loose enough that it would fall at any given moment, but also not tight enough that little would be left to the viewer’s imagination. She definitely wasn’t making this any easier, however, as he noticed that her ass cheeks were peeking ever so slightly from under the bottom of the towel.

Fucking hell.

He turned away as soon as she finished rinsing off her brush, but it was too late, she had caught him staring. She giggled slightly and rolled her eyes.

“Hey, Mister, eyes up here. I’m done so the bathroom is all yours.” She said as she brushed past him, her leg brushing against the tent in his shorts.

Oh damn, if anything it looked bigger than she remembered from the previous night, and it only caused her to blush and rush to her room faster. She closed the door a little too hard, leaning against it, as her mind began to and her mind started to race. What did it look like, and were all that big in real life? As she knew from the videos online, there were obviously different sizes and shapes, but none seemed to come close to the size of the bulge in her brother’s shorts.

Meanwhile, Braeden stood in the bathroom, alone and the door closed. He thought quietly to himself, wondering why Julia seemed so overly comfortable around him or at least, comfortable enough that she seemed to have no problem just chatting in a towel while brushing her teeth. He shook his head and focused on not missing the toilet, his erection still very much present. Eventually he was able to finish his business and a few minutes later, he headed downstairs to where he saw Julia sitting at the table, calmly eating breakfast.

Braeden grabbed some fruit and milk, then threw together some vegetables and reached up in the cupboard to retrieve his drink mix. He combined everything in the blender and made his usual shake, pouring