Nympho Stepsister: Shut Up, We’re Having Hard Sex Now (18 )
Title: “Spooky Screams in the shadows: An Erotic Halloween Tale”
The chilly October air nipped at her exposed skin as she tiptoed through the dimly lit mansion. Her heart pounded in her chest, not from fear, but from anticipation. Those sultry eyes fluttered to deceive, peeking from under a silver wig that cascaded down to her slim waist. A tight, black latex catsuit molded to every curve, accentuating the swell of her ample breasts. Gloved hands clutched a plastic stake, for what was Halloween without a touch of roleplaying? Perceptive viewers would have picked up on her ulterior motive.
She was looking for him. That rakishly handsome older man, her stepbrother. The one intrigued by a woman of mystery wearing his ex-girlfriend’s Halloween costume. The allure of a forbidden fruit on the eve of an auspicious day, when propriety has no place, lust prevails.
It had crept up on them, this lust. Can it ever not creep up on you, only to come flooding in like a tidal wave? From stolen glances across the dinner table to purse-lipped snide remarks whispered in passing. building. ”
Back in the shadows, her prey’s eyes followed those shapely legs as she swayed down the hall with coltish ease, the schlick-schlick of latex against latex the only accompaniment to her unhurried steps.
He let her find him, lounging on an antique chaise in the grand parlor. Tanned skin and chiseled jaw, a debonair in a tailored black suit.
“Fancy meeting you here,” she purred, plastic stake dangling forgotten from one gloved hand. “You’re just the victim I’ve been looking for this Halloween.”
“And you, darling, look absolutely ravishing. I never did like my ex in this costume. But on you?” His eyes smoldered as they slowly raked her body. “A sinsational crime scene waiting to happen.”
He extended a hand, a silent invitation. A challenge hung in the candlewicked air.
She hesitated only a heartbeat before her hand slid into his. Electricity zapped between them at the contact. “So, you’re ready to play doctor?” she murmured.
“And you, I hope, will provide all my needs,” he rumbled, voice like liquid sex. Lifting that delicate hand, he pressed a kiss to her gloved knuckles that managed to be both ladies and base.
“What I’m craving right now is a taste…”
Those wicked words ghosted across her lips. His breath was hot against her flesh, chilling her to the bone. You could practically feel the obscene vision playing out – a kiss that would melt bone, tease heat into tissue and flood the senses.
When it didn’t come, Yearning blighted that sigh.
She wanted. And she knew from the flare of his nostrils, listen to that deep groan of approval as she arched into him…that so did he.
Their clothes came off in a flurry of hands and mouths and devil’s own delight, abandoning their path of destruction in the room. She writhed against him in the sweet ache of it, and he rutted between her thighs, hot and hard, as if he couldn’t stay still any longer. Fingers fisted in her hair, tilted her head back, and the world cracked in half under the assault, rainicking with the sizz supplied by their connecting bodies.
“Oh, yes…fuck me, fill me…I’m your whore,” she breathed, nails raking down his back. “Your cock feels so good inside me.”
He grunted against her throat, hips snapping home again and again, cock striking something deep to make her see stars. There was no more teasing, just animalistic rutting. The wet, filthy sounds of flesh pounding flesh, of her pussy eagerly swallowing him again and again, filled the room. Reminiscent ofNat King Cole’s evocative croon of Rudolf the Red-Nosed Reindeer, yet cocooned a luridir, more carnal tale.
Harder, faster, then a final plunge as he emptied deep inside her. Long lashes fluttered, fixed in ecstasy on the monster that provided for the moment her only satisfaction.
“Happy Halloween, stepsister,” he whispered.
“Hardly. I’m far from satisfied,” she sighed, craving more.
Their game was just beginning. A seduction so palpable you could almost taste it – the raw energies of two lovers locked in carnal ecstasy. On this Halloween eve, let it bring you tingles, fizz and tipsy feelings. No tricks, only falls.
