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Title: “Taboo Temptation: The Steamy Sister Stepbrother Handjob”

As I crept down the hallway, my heart pounded with a mix of anticipation and guilt. I knew I shouldn’t be doing this, but the forbidden allure was simply too irresistible. Glancing over my shoulder to ensure I was alone, I slowly pushed open the bedroom door, peering inside.

There he was – my stepbrother, sprawled out on the bed, engrossed in his laptop. My eyes raked over his muscular physique, barely concealed by the thin sheet wrapped around his waist. Swallowing hard, I stepped inside, closing the door behind me with a soft click.

“Hey,” I whispered, into the dimly lit room. He looked up, startled for a moment, before a sly grin spread across his face.

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t my naughty little sister,” he purred, patting the bed beside him invitingly. “What brings you here at this late hour?”

I bit my lip, hesitating for just a moment before sauntering over to the bed. “You know why I’m here,” I replied coyly, my eyes darting down to the growing bulge beneath the sheet. “I couldn’t resist anymore.”

His grin widened as he reached out, pulling me down onto the bed beside him. “Oh, really? And what exactly couldn’t you resist, little sis?” He teased, his hand trailing up my thigh, sending shivers down my spine.

I inhaled sharply, my cheeks flushing crimson. “You know…that,” I whispered, nodding towards his crotch. He chuckled, low and deep, the sound vibrating through me.

“Patience, my dear. Good things come to those who wait,” he murmured, his fingers continuing their tortuous ascent. I squirmed beneath his touch, a needy whimper escaping my lips.

His fingers grazed the mound of my sex, and I gasped, my hips bucking up into his hand. “Please,” I begged, my voice barely above a whisper. “I need you.”

With a growl, he flipped me onto my back, looming over me with a predatory glint in his eyes. “As you wish, little sister,” he purred, ripping the flimsy panties from my body. I cried out, my slick folds throbbing with need.

He positioned himself between my thighs, his massive cock jutting out, hard and proud. My eyes widened at the size, a hint of fear mingling with the overwhelming desire. “Relax,” he murmured, rubbing the swollen head of his cock against my slick entrance. “I’ll go slow.”

And with that, he pushed forward, stretching me open inch by throbbing inch. I gasped, my nails digging into the sheets as a unfamiliar fullness consumed me. He paused, allowing my body to adjust before he began to move, slow and deep strokes that sent shockwaves of pleasure through me.

My hips rocked against his, meeting him thrust for thrust as we lost ourselves in the forbidden passion. The bed creaked beneath us, the sound of our moans and skin slapping against skin filling the room.

He seated himself to the hilt, his pubic bone grinding against my clit. I cried out, my walls clenching around him as I teetered on the brink of ecstasy. “That’s it, little sis,” he grunted, his thrusts growing more erratic. “Come for me.”

And with a final thrust, I did, my body shuddering beneath him as waves of pleasure crashed over me. He followed shortly after, his cock throbbing inside me as he filled me with his hot, sticky seed.

We collapsed together, panting and spent, our sweaty bodies entwined. And for a moment, everything felt right in the world, despite the taboo nature of our encounter.

But then reality came crashing back in, and I remembered the consequences of our actions. I disentangled myself from him, hastily gathering my clothes. “I…I can’t,” I stammered, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. “This was a mistake.”

He sat up, his brow furrowed in confusion. “What? Why?” He reached out for me, but I jerked backwards, out of his grasp.

“Because it’s wrong,” I whispered, my voice cracking. “You’re my stepbrother. This can’t happen again.”

With that, I fled the room, slamming the door behind me. Tears streamed down my face as I ran up the stairs to my room, the taste of his essence still on my tongue.

I collapsed onto my bed, sobbing into my pillow. What had I done? How could I have let myself give in to such shameful desires? The taboo excitement of it all had clouded my better judgment, and now I would have to live with the guilt of it for the rest of my life.

But even as the tears flowed, I couldn’t help but remember the way he had felt inside me, the pleasure he had brought me. And in that moment, I knew that no matter how wrong it was, I would always crave the forbidden touch of my stepbrother.

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