The Forbidden Reverse Harem

"Stop, Nick. We're at school!"

It was thrilling. It was exciting.

The story of my Harem was like none other.

It was with my beloved stepbrothers, all older than me and so, so handsome. How did we wind up in this fatal situation?

Should I ever stop this?

I'm his step-sister!

"Nick, stop it. Please."

"Shut up." Kissing me outrightly, he is hell-bent on snatching my breath away this morning. Nick is the third youngest of us six siblings. While my five brothers are heavy on social media, the people barely know that Framton Johnson has a daughter as well.

I didn't come out to the public yet.

There was a chance to do so when we turned fifteen. Louis Johnson is our oldest sibling, my favorite sibling. He started the trend to come out to public- by choice, because papa kept us hidden from the dangers of the world till then.

Being the youngest, I got the taste of the bitterness this world had to offer to us.

We were the God damned Johnsons,

The richest family of businessmen in the world.

Back to the scenario where my stepbrother Nick is holding me so tight, screwing me like no tomorrow and filling his loneliness with my presence, I'm reminded about Alex. He's the second oldest sibling, yet sharing the same class as the three musketeers- Nick, Dan and Zayn.

Alex is someone who is desired by the entire girl species of the college. It is as though he had enticed them with his sparkly blue eyes and his incredible sense of sarcasm and humor which not only drives the boys away but brings all the girls to their knees.

I am his substitute, however, because he has a side chick named Ravine. Exclusively for the captain of the football team.

Ravine is your High School's typical queen-bee aka top cheerleader. And our high school was one of the biggest attractions of the country; it was the Jugo League. A large ass campus spread across 90 acres and boy was it tiring to walk around.

It's not that I've got a lot of friends, but who knows? I'm just the right girl that the kind of boys need.

Especially, my step-brothers.

Throwing my head back at the little pushes of his hips against me, I bite down on my lip.

"Don't do that..." I hear him say.

"D-do what?" The pleasure snatches my sanity away as I whisper back in stutters.

"Don't fucking bite your lip when that is my duty to do so." A shy smile takes over my thin lips as I bring my head back to look at him.

"Then fucking do it." I challenge him in the most satanic whisper I could breathe out. He breathes my moans, does me against the cubicle, and replies to every little thing my body needs.

That's why the oh-so-nerd of the Johnson Family brothers is my favorite to jump on.

"Fuck, I'm close Cassie." He lets me know in my ear. Just then, we hear a group of guys bellowing about their defeat against their football rivals.

"Stay quiet." Mouthing to Nick, I begin kissing him softly, trying to reduce our lip-smacking sounds of ours. He quickly fills me up, harder than ever while I take in deep breaths to calm myself down.

"Fuck..." whimpers, shaky breaths, and sweaty bodies still rubbing against each other. That was something I was used to since months of being adopted by the Johnsons.

"Man, someone's inside. I see three legs!" A guy 'discreetly' says. Eyes bulging out of my skull, I bite down on my lip and look at Nick who adjusts his glasses and slowly puts my leg down which was cramped as hell by now.

"Nick?" The overgrown voice of a boy makes our eyes as wide as footballs.

"Don't fucking speak." I warn him, because if 'he' gets to know that 'we' were having fun in the cubicle without him, then I shall be doomed.

We stay until everyone walks away and leaves us alone, alas.

What did I expect?

As soon as I open the door of the cubicle, fresh air greets me as I sigh. I wash my hands and look back at Nick who was nudging his shirt back inside his jeans and zipping it up.

"I'm late for my class." Saying that I walk away in a quick motion because I don't want to get caught creeping out of the boy's washroom.

"Ah!" The shriek comes out of me like a duck quacking in fear.

There he was, Alex, towering over me as he grabs me by my wrist. His leg is folded and his foot makes an imprint on the cream wall behind him. No one dared to complain about him.

He was the baddest of them all for a reason.

"Was that Nick?" He asks with a mellow voice. The fear is fully evident in my eyes and my head nods on its own. I had no other reason to lie to him, especially when the brother walks out.

'Perfect timing.'

I see Alex raise his eyebrow when his brother smirks and winks at me deliberately.

Oh lord. The trouble is as deep as he just plummeted into me a few minutes ago.

"No, Alex. Listen to me-"

"No. You listen to me, Cassie. You broke the rule. Today you're supposed to be mine. Now, after the practice, I'm going home and I wish to see you on all fours by 2 pm, on my bed. Lock the door and you know the code. Don't make me angry this time, you got that?"

Today I needed Nick to be inside me and I fulfilled that one just now.

To be filled with the Dick of Nick again will be an honor for me as I play innocent and nod at him.

We part ways, a smirk built from excitement on my thin lips as I walk away.

First class for the day: English.

Only I know how much I hate the subject not because of the knowledge but because of the damned teacher.

She is none other than the renowned ex of Louis, The great ruler of the Autoc Empire. I have no other words to advertise him with than 'great ruler', because he deserves that title to his name. I've never seen a more professional and formal boss in my life. Not one novel I've read ever explained the clear picture of a rich, successful CEO's life. And yes, we as siblings were all present at his big days of his life so far.

Louis and Ms. Denver have had one of the most dynamic relationships I've ever seen. However it was short lived.

Last year, I turned eighteen and that day our father hosted one of the biggest parties ever, but in private as Sharon was invited as well. But Louis broke up with her on the same day...and she immediately came to blame me for her fate. I always knew she enjoyed the royalty of being with Louis, but I wasn't the one who was a reason for their break up.

But...who knew someone's petty revenge would cost me not one, but two lifetimes' worth of misery?

"Hey Peter!" Joining hands with our famous class president, I adjust the bag strap on my shoulder as it was almost recess.

"Hey Cass! How's it going?" He meant life.

"Not good, boss. Not good at all."

"Damn. Tell me sis."

"Nothing you should know but hey, would you please pass Ms Kelly this note? I have the signature of the principal on it. I'm sick and I'm leaving early today." I say.

"Sick with what?" He touches my forehead.

"Sick with boys, babe. Bye!" I rush off after kissing him on the cheek. And yes, he is gay and has the biggest, fattest crush on LJ.

LeBron James. Just kidding.

LJ is our school captain. One of the most rich-looking people I've ever seen in real life with his starlit morals and values of a gentleman. I almost fell for him too, I admit. But lucky for Peter because James Lee is gay to function.

Running with a smile on my face, I get to the mansion where only we five happen to stay. Louis has his own penthouse of course. That makes him available for his office works but at times, he likes to drop by.

And you know the reason already.

"I'm home, Ms Zee!" I yell to my personal maid. As you can see, I am the only girl of the family and Mr Johnson never married any woman again because his wife ran away with a rich guy of those times.

Fate had a lot in plate for her because the guy she ran away with was impotent and seemingly a failure in business. Just two years younger than dad himself.

Meanwhile Dad began expanding his empire in revenge and later handed it over to Louis because obviously, my oldie was growing older day by day.

Confused with her feelings, she demanded of him. She wanted to come back to dad and reclaim her position as Mrs Johnson but shit was too late. I told him once that if she ever was seen in front of me, I would slap her for him.

Back to the scenario, Ms Zee welcomes me home as she sweetly kisses my forehead and I almost wag my imaginary tail.

"What have I got to eat today?"

"Oh well, Cassie-"

"I'll tell you what you have to eat for today, dear sister." The deep manly voice of the Spanish decent man greets me. Gulping, I turn around to find the eldest of the brothers sitting on the couch, manspreading and all.

Those gray sweatpants again...

"Like the view, sister?" He points to the flowers sitting on the table in front of the couch but we damn well knew what he was talking about.

"Ms Zee. He's home. You may head back to your family, thank you." I say to Ms Zee as she bows to me and walks away, closing the door behind herself.

Louis was hiding the whiskey glass behind him as he sips on the drink with no rocks.

"Should I tell you to come here or you're coming on your own?" He says.

"I'm hungry, wait." Redirecting myself to the kitchen to grap myself a plate of what seems to be my favorite, I head over to the couch.

"Wrong seat, gorgeous." He says when I sit beside him. He pats on his thigh as I look at him with an expression.

"On me. Come on." He says and I knew I should not disobey the eldest one.

Straddling his thighs as he holds my plate along with the whiskey, I am pulled closer while a squeak emits from my throat. I can say that he is hard enough to poke me through our clothes.

"It's not your day today, Louis." I say, thanking him as I take my plate and start eating. As he speaks, I am obliged to smell the disgusting smell of the whiskey from his mouth as I turn my head away.

"Not every day is mine, but tomorrow is. That's why I'm here." He reminds me.

"Okay. Well, Alex is coming home soon." I say, watching the time to be 1:40. I have twenty minutes in hand.

"I know." I observe the smirk that grows on his face as I eat slowly, my appetite turning off because of the alcoholic smell and the fact that I might be late if I keep eating.

"I gotta go." Announcing, I begin to climb away from his lap but he retains the position as I fall back on his dense lap again.

"Eat. You're too skinny already."

When I say I have such caring brothers to the world, this is what I mean.

"I heard that flaxseed improve the breast sizes in women. I brought a pack of it from the store today. Have a spoon everyday."

"I know. But I need to massage them to grow them or they will shrink because of the estrogen in it. Basic science fact." I say, tapping on his forehead as he irritatedly looks at me.

"What are we for then? You eat flax and we will massage your chest everyday for you."

Crap.

Holy shit.

"Tell me why am I stopping myself from kissing you?"

"Because Alex is very possessive and he might walk in at any moment now." He says. I'm sure Louis has the luck on his side because as soon as he says that, we hear the doorbell ring.

"One last bite. I made it for you."

"Really? Thanks Lu! Well, I'm off. Discard it for me please." I finally get back to my feet with my core sustainably wet.

There was no need for me to present myself in fancy lingerie. I did not possess a set for myself either.

Quickly getting on my fours after Louis goes to open the door, the brothers greet each other as I quickly remove all of my clothing and make Alex's room dark enough to set the mood.

The door of his has a code. Yes. He likes to keep his things private and only we both gave the eligibility to enter the room.

"Is she in there?" His voice was way too close to the door and I hear him mention of me.

"She is. Have fun, but don't be too loud Alex. You hurt my ego."

"Not my fault that she screams my name louder than any of you."

4...8...7...6

The digits of the pin is smashed as I feel the room getting hotter by the moment.

"Hey, sexy." As soon as he says that, I arch my back and respond to him, not daring took back at all. His sweaty palm smacks my ass, resulting in me accidentally moaning his name.

"So responsive already. Let me guess. Louis kept you busy until I came." He says, his finger that is freshly sucked in my mouth which limes up across my folds, collecting the slick as he pops it back in his mouth to taste me.

"N-no. Not at all. I was only anticipated to have you in me, Alex." I say, trying to impress him. Sometimes, lying gets you to places that you desire to be at.

He begins chuckling, much against my discretion.

"You think I'm a fool, Cassie?"

Another smack on my ass.

"N-no. It's true." One lie, to cover it, another lie.

"Then tell me. Why were his pants wet in the centre too?"

Fuck.

Why do players have such a good eyesight, ugh.

"Alex, it wasn't my intention. He made me do it. You know I can't disobey Louis." I say to him, expecting sympathy for today.

"Louis, Louis, Louis." He says, I hear the sounds of his jeans along with the belt go down with the sound of his zipper dripping down too.

"You're so scared of him, then why don't you select him as your forever prince charming?" He asks as I begin to grow upset.

I try to turn around but his tip is suddenly pushed into my wet core as I am forced back on my fours.

"Alex, you all have to stop taking me by turns. We had a deal that I can fuck whoever I want amongst you."

"But you're only being partial to Zayn and Louis. Isn't it?" He pushes all of himself in me as I jerk myself forward. He was thick and juicy, but not as matured as Louis.

Yes, I admit that I'm partial towards them on an all round basis.

"But you make me scream the most, Alex. I love the way you ignite me."

"Good girl. That's what I wanna hear. But hey, your eldest and most favorite is right here too." He says as I am horror struck to see that Louis was right there...

He was watching me speak shit!

"Oh fuck..." suddenly, Alex improves his pace as I am being rode like a horse. Moaning Alex's name, I accidentally make eye contact with Louis who bites down on his bottom lip and smiles in satisfaction. My not so virgin eyes travel down to his pants and yes, there was indeed a wet spot.

A wet spot which I managed to place there.

"Such a good whore you are Cassie." He says and begins massaging my A cups at the best possible way.

I close my eyes and release a good long sigh of satisfaction, his pace slows down to meet up with pleasing all of my body. I place my fingers in his hair as I throw my head back to rest on his shoulder.

Suddenly, I hear a pair of footsteps and I'm confused because Louis locks the door and begins removing his clothes in front of me.

He raises an eyebrow as Alex picks up his pace again right at that moment, making me moan a little differently.

"Oh fuck, Louis!" Shit. Wrong name.

Alex stops for a brief while as Louis begins laughing.

"Good girl." And so, Louis presents his manhood in front of me. The sheer size of his girth makes my mouth water as Alex resumes his session.

"Do it, princess." Pulling my hair back, Louis makes me taste his pre and bob my head against just half of his girth. At times, he forces my mouth to take more but I begin choking and hold my fist tightly enclosed.

A few moments later, they switch places as I smile at Alex. He taps my cheek because I had my eyes closed.

"She's tired." Alex says, looking at my droopy face.

He quickly slides down and I feel his arms hugging my body, bringing me down with him.

Then I feel it.

Two of them against my core as they push into simultaneously.

"Ah... ah... fuck, so good." I moan, resting my cheek on Alex's broad chest as he soothes me with caressing my hair.

Louis who was hitting me from behind holds my waist delicately and kisses my shoulder. The butterflies that erode my stomach and the heat spreading all over me, I quickly come to realize that it is indeed my climax.

"She's close." Louis announces it for me as Alex holds my chin and kisses me willingly.

I moan into his mouth as my body feels like I was getting into a sexy exile.

"Fuck..." whimpering against his lips, my face scrunches up and my legs were quivering only for a second before they slow down their pace.

"Good job, doll." Louis pulls out softly and kisses my shoulder again.

"She will sleep with me for the night. She's way too tired."

"I know. Take care of my baby sister."

"Oh jeez, don't say that after what you've just done to her." Alex retorts. Louis laughs in his enticing manly voice and I watch him dress himself up.

"She might be our dealing, but she is still my little princess. Step sister with benefits. Bye, beautiful."

"Bye, Louis." I say to him as he comes to kiss me softly on my lips.

Taking a deep breath, I relax myself on Alex's chest.

"Sleep tight, princess." He strokes my hair as I roll away and cover myself with the blanket.

Actually, Alex is not as bad as I thought. He can be a sweetheart too. Only if he likes to be that is.

Tomorrow, I shall be waiting for Louis to absolutely destroy my vag and also to raise my standards in having a real life partner.