Comforting My Stepsister: Carnal Pleasure

“Well, we need to catch our flight. Sorry about leaving you kids, but I have to go on this work trip and your mother figured it would be a good opportunity to get some alone time this weekend.” my dad said.

“No problem,” I told him.

Sarah’s mom married my dad about a year ago, when I was 13 and Sarah was 15. She’s one of those 16-year-olds that looks 24. With blonde hair and brown eyes, a perfect body from playing volleyball, C-cup breasts, and lips that are so perfectly shaped you can’t help but imagine kissing, she is just about the hottest girl I’ve ever seen.

“Ok good-bye kids, see you on Monday. Love you!”

“Love you too,” we said in unison.

We shut the door and went into our own rooms. I killed a couple hours playing x-box until I heard what sounded like a dog whimpering. The sound was coming from Sarah’s room, and I realized that she was sitting on her bed bawling.

“Hey, what’s wrong Sarah?”

“Jake’s a fucking asshole, that’s what,” she said. “Beth just sent me a picture of him and some slut making out at the mall.”

“I’m so sorry, Sarah. He’s such an idiot.”

“No, it’s my fault. Maybe if I had put a bit more effort into my hair, or makeup, or -”

“Are you crazy?” I interrupted. “You’re literally the hottest girl in our school. No guy in his right mind could turn you down.”

“Thanks Sean, I think I want to have a shower. See if I can wash all this negativity off.”

I couldn’t help picturing Sarah’s naked, wet body, her hands caressing her smooth skin, soap running down her flat stomach…

“What the hell am I doing?” I said aloud. “You can’t think of her like that.” The shower turned off and the thought of Sarah in a hot, steamy room didn’t help my erection. Moments later, my door opened and I desperately threw a blanket over my lap.

“Sean, I need to talk to you.”

“Sure, uh, but don’t you want to put some clothes on?” I said. She was standing there with her blonde hair still wet, slicked back and darker with the moisture. A towel barely covered her chest and groin, and lines of water were still sliding down her slender legs.

“Well, I was thinking about what you said earlier. Did you mean it?”

“I really meant it, Sarah.”

She kissed me. I don’t know if it was the wrongness of kissing my stepsister or the excitement of making out with the most beautiful girl I knew, but I passionately kissed her back. Our tongues entwined as she slipped off the towel and pushed me flat.

She threw off the blanket, exposing my tented pants. Smiling, she dropped to her knees and undid my fly. I almost exploded right there. She tugged my pants off, licked her lips, and took me into her mouth. “Oh God, Sarah! Oh, fuck!” I wanted to tell her I loved her, but I couldn’t even think straight. She slid her lips down to the base of my shaft, taking all 7 inches into her throat. She bobbed up and down, pausing to suck at the head.

“I’m going to make you a happy man, little brother,” she said, holding my dick. She slid her naked body up and I happily accepted her nipple in my mouth. I slurped away as she stroked me and ground her pussy into my leg, leaving a large wet spot.

After what somehow seemed like an instant and a lifetime at once, she placed my penis head at her opening. I stared directly into her beautiful brown eyes as I entered her. She slowly lowered herself onto me, filling herself.

“Fuck me, Sean, fuck me!”

We thrusted and moaned together, lost in lust. She sat up with me still deep inside her. Arching her back, she grabbed fistfuls of her hair and rocked her hips back and forth. I pulled her down into a deep, wet kiss. I grabbed her perfect ass, and felt her boobs pressed against me.

“Harder, sis! I’m going to cum!”

I shot rope after rope of cum deep inside her, emptying myself. I felt her pussy squeeze my shaft as she climaxed, sending her beautiful body into convulsions on top of me. We lay there, covered in sweat, with me still inside her.

“I love you Sarah,” I said.

“I love you, too,” she replied. “I can’t wait for the rest of the weekend.”

Enjoy with your sex partner at charlotteaction.org