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I quickly pulled them both off, hands shaking form the pleasure. She pulled and pinched my nipples. She was kissing the lips of my pussy, not pushing her tongue farther. I tried to move meg legs in a way that would make her slid her tongue into me. But she would have none of that. Steph liked being in control. She looked up at me, devilish grin on her face, naughty look in her eye. “Tell me what you want,” she instructed, pinching my nipples. I moaned. “Please, Stephanie, I can’t take this!” my pussy was so tense I thought I might explode. “I need you to relieve me, please eat me!”

He just needed release, and she would never know. Stephanie forced herself to remain quiet when her stepfather hooked her panties gently and pushed them aside to see her sweet nice little cunt. A small whimper left her lips when the air hit her pussy. She could feel the hot, slick liquid pooling between her folds. She had wanted this all night and waited until he was asleep before closing the gap between them.

I kissed her neck, my hands roaming under her top, cupping her breasts. She ground against me, feeling me harden. "Again?" "Always." I flipped her skirt up, guiding her onto my cock. She sank down slow, both of us groaning. This time, it was gentler, her riding me while I held her hips. But the darkness was there—the fact that she was my stepsister, that this was wrong, that it made it all hotter. She bounced faster, her crop top riding up to show her tits. I sucked on a nipple, biting lightly. "Mine," I muttered against her skin.

Her hands felt like warm embers, raising a fire from within me. My hands rubbed slowly on her back through her underwear, as my fingers trailed slowly along the nape of her neck down her spine. I was lost in the insistent pleasure of what I was doing as my hand moved to the side of her body, when I suddenly broke from the kiss realizing what we were doing. 'She is now my stepsister, and our parents are inside the vacation house. What the heck were we doing?' Her eyes held disappointment when I stopped what I was doing, and I suddenly became shut out of words. We were doing the same thing we did days ago, and I had nothing to say to her again, as she gazed at my eyes while trying to catch her

“Daisy… I love riding you. Fuck me back. Make me yours.” I thrust up to meet her, hands guiding her movements. “Bounce on it, Betty. Such a good girl for your big sister. Your tits look so perfect bouncing like that.” We moved faster, her moans filling the room until she came again, collapsing forward onto my chest. One more position I gently turned her onto all fours. “From behind now. Arch that back for me.” I slid back in, thrusting hard while reaching around to rub her clit. “Feel how deep I am? Fucking my step sister like she deserves.”

It is the kind of high that ruins you. Stephane grabs one thigh, hooking it over his shoulder so I stop writhing so much, and slowly, hypnotizingly, he leans back in, my stomach spasms at the first flick of that tongue on my overstimulated clit. I clench my hands into fists above my head, helpless. Utterly helpless to him and it is the hottest thing ever.

I wrapped my fingers around it and stroked, loving the way he hissed and thrust into my fist. “Fuck, Melissa,” he groaned. I pulled him down on top of me. His mouth found my tits immediately, sucking hard on one nipple while his fingers pinched the other. I cried out, arching, spreading my legs wide for him. “Yes… Touch me… Own me.” I begged. His hand slid between my thighs and two thick fingers pushed straight into my dripping cunt. I moaned loud, bucking my hips. I couldn't imagine what I was doing with my step son. This was sacrilege.

Now, I wished I didn't come here in the first place. I looked up at him, for someone kneeling on the bed, he was quite tall if he towered over me like this. “Ummm,” I swallowed hard. “Can you please, let go of me?” “Nope. What I w ant happens in this position.” “What is it you want in this position?” “Your lips around my dick.”

She thought she had already gotten him. "You are my step sister, Vicky." He said, breathing hard. "Step Sister and so? It's not a big deal. Remember your dad already married my mum when I was small. We are no way related by blood. We are two different peoples. Don't spoil this moment. I'm horny and wet for you. You can feel it with your hand." She begged as she took his hand towards her pussy and he yanked it off. "Find another way and sort yourself out. I can't do this please." He protested.

FUCKING MY STEPSISTER My stepsister has always been calm and looks like a nerd, but the truth is I love her that way. And when I say I love her, it’s not just family love—it’s the forbidden kind that keeps me up at night. Because she’s damn hot and sexy in that quiet, unsuspecting way.