Extra petite stepsis found my porn stash and she had her tiny pussy wet time to help her out

Heather, my neighbour’s 18-year-old daughter, was an insatiable curio. As a 22 young man, I had my hands full keeping my porn collection out of her tiny clutches. Her lithe body seemed so innocent at first glance, but I knew all too well the hungering for sexual thrills that burned in those emerald eyes. She was the kind of petite minx that drove men wild with lustful imaginings. I shook my head to clear away the compromising, off-limits thoughts as I heard her honeyed voice call out:

” knock knock, it’s me Heather! You’re door was wide open, silly! Hiya sexy!” She smiled coquettishly, ambling into the living room, her eyes roaming and taking in everything. Her pert little tits strained against her flimsy blouse and her tight short-shorts left little to the imagination, making my dick twitch handsomely in my jeans.

“What can I do for you, Heather?” I growled, trying to sound stern. She skipped over and hopped up on the sofa next to me. Her cleavage looked mouthwateringly delicious.

” Oooh, I was just bored and thought maybe you might, like, have something for me to do; to entertain myself with?” She fluttered her long lashes invitingly. I couldn’t help but notice the way she licked her plump lips, drawing attention to them. Fuck, she was playing me like a god-damn fiddle.

” Look, kid. Your daddy would kick my ass if he knew you were over here bothering me.” I said, scowling. She pouted, sticking out her lower lip in a sexy little-kitten fashion. Dammit. I was so screwed.

“Pleeeeease? You’re always so busy and I just want to like, hang out…” She put her tiny hand on my thigh, her fingers dancing teasingly, creeping oh-so-slowly higher and higher. Oh hell.

Apprehensively, I shocked myself by proving weak, giving in pathetically. “Oh alright, go ahead and take a look at some of my old DVDs over there. Maybe there’s a movie you’d like to watch…” I gestured to my media collection. When she hopped up eagerly, I thought I’d bought myself a little breathing room. How very wrong I was.

Heather wiggled and squirmed her way through my movies and next thing I knew, she had a DVD in hand, balancing precariously on tiptoe to reach higher shelves. The disc slipped out of her grip, clattering to the floor – one of the few with a rather graphic sex scene cover, quite inappropriate for an 18-year old. I leapt up and rushed over, swooping to snatch it up before she could get a good look. But it was too late.

Heather stared up at the cover, her mouth agape, eyes round as saucers. “Isr’ that…porn?!” she squealed breathlessly, clearly shocked. And yet, she made no move to leave, peering at the forbidden disc intently.

I sighed. “Sorry Heather, but some of us guys like a little, um, adult entertainment now and then.” I started to guide her back to the couch, but she wasn’t budging. Her inquisitive eyes burned holes in the dirty actresses bouncing on the manhood of the actor.

“Can we watch it? Just for like, a minute? I’m super curious!” Heather begged, her face one of innocent fascination. Agreeing before I could stop myself, I took a seat and gestured for her to have a look. She snuggled right up next to me, her fragrance intoxicating.

The movie opened on some pretty hardcore sex, and before I could fast-forward, Heather snatched the remote from my hands eagerly. Her other hand strayed to the hem of her blouse, pulling it lower in an attempt to show off more of her tits. My hands itched to palm the perfect curves, but I kept them firmly clasped.

“I wonder what it feels like to do that…” Heather mused, scooting impossibly closer, her bare thigh brushing against my hand. Her core heated, dampening her sexy shorts as slick arousal trickled free, staining the fabric obscenely. The scent of her needy, ripe snatch made my cock swell with interest, straining against my jeans madly.

Fuck it. I broke down, palming her tit fiercely and massaging it. Heather gasped at my audacity but made no move to stop me, writhing in the seat. Prompted by her needy, rutting hips, I dipped a hand into her shorts, groaning deeply when I found her bare little twat absolutely drenched. Slick coated my probing digits as I rubbed tight circles around her throbbing clit, driving her wild.

“Oh my god…” Heather whimpered, coming undone from my skilled touch alone, squirting all over my fingers. I couldn’t hold back a moment longer; gripping my weeping cock, I shoved her head into her lap and painted her with ropes of hot cream, spilling over her blouse from her tits to her navel. Heather stared up at me, glazed over eyes I so badly wanted to kiss senseless.

I’d fucked everything up with the naughty, little vixen. But dammit, it had felt so good. And judging by her blissed out smile, I had a feeling this was just the beginning of many heated exchanges with the hell-spawned temptress. My stepsister and I had paid the ultimate price for giving into our taboo desires – her virtue and my willpower. Still, with her perky tits swaying mesmerizingly as she stumbled out the door giggling drunkenly, I’d say it was more than worth it. I grinned, already starting to salivate at the thought of our next forbidden rendezvous. Heather was a young, horny minx, and I aimed to revel in breaking her in.