SPYFAM Pervert Stepbro Stalks Step Sister While Sun Bathing
Title: “Pervert Stepbro Stalks Step Sister While Sunbathing”
The sun beat down mercilessly on the poolside deck, its rays glinting off the crystal-clear water and shimmering in the humid air. Lying stretched out on a lounge chair, her pale skin already turning a light shade of pink, was Aria Sky – the buxom oh-so-tantalizing temptress of a teenage step-sister. With her skimpy cut-off black shorts riding high on her slim hips, and a flimsy cropped red tank top that barely contained her heaving breasts, she was an eye-popping vision of nubile young beauty.
Unbeknownst to the sunbathing vixen, her perverted stepbrother Matt lurked in the bushes across the yard, soaking in her radiant beauty through binoculars. Sweat trickled down his face and his belt tightened uncomfortably as his breathing grew heavier and his stirring cock began to twitch at the lingering view of his sister’s brazen display.
This was not the first time Matt had seen his new step-sister in such a state of undress; he made a habit of it, in fact. But this time, his eyes widened and a sly grin spread across his face as Aria stood and stretched her arms overhead, her tank top hiking up to reveal the creamy undersides of her heaving breasts. His breath caught and his cock sprung to full attention as Aria languidly crossed to the diving board, her tight round ass jiggling with each step until she launched off the end. She cut through the water with elegant grace, resurfacing at the edge closest to Matt’s hiding spot. He refocused his binoculars, his pulse racing as his experienced eyes flickered over the enticing globes bobbing lightly in the water, her pink nipples poking up tautly through the wet material of her shirt.
Aria grabbed the ladder and effortlessly hauled herself up, clear water streaming down her barely-clad body as she shook her long dark hair. For a millisecond, Matt thought he glimpsed an inch or two or bare crack above her short shorts, and a shiver of lust shuddered through him at the tantalizing reveal. She bent over to unclip her jean shorts, turning away from Matt’s lust-addled gaze. His binoculars zeroed in on her bikini-clad ass, the cloth wedged intimately between round cheeks as she pulled her shorts back on. The movement caused her top to slip down, revealing one plump pale tit nearly spilling free. Matt groaned, palming his cock through his pants as his eyes remained locked on her forbidden flesh.
Rising to her feet, Aria turned back towards the house with languid steps, her perky tits bouncing freely. With each pace, her sunglasses slid further down her nose and slipped off completely. She stopped, oblivious to her stepbrother’s rapt attention, and began playing with the sunglasses, making kissy faces at herself in the reflective lenses. She opened her mouth into an exaggerated o-shape and slowly dragged the frame across her parted lips, painting an erotic image of skilled fellatio. Matt nearly came in his pants right then and there.
Aria perched herself on a lounge chair, stretching her legs across the length of the cushioned surface, her top shifting higher to reveal more of her taut pale tummy. Matt licked his dry lips, an astoundingly vivid mental picture forming in his lewd mind as he imagined diving between her thighs, his hands gripping her hips as he ate her out like there was no tomorrow. His cock leaked and strained with agreeable interest.
Aria shifted again, crossing her legs and making the chair tremble. Matt’s eyes fixated on where her thighs pressed together desperately. He could smell her arousal from across the yard – a pungent, delectable musk that made his balls ache with longing. He tore his eyes away just long enough to unzip his fly and pull out his throbbing erection, stroking it slowly at first and then faster, in savoring time to her sinful movements.
Pinned under the intensity of his perverted stare, Aria gradually rolled over onto her stomach, reaching back to unsnap her top, the band coming loose and falling to either side of her body. Matt’s sharp intake of breath was audible, his lust reaching a fever-pitch. His little slut-step-sister never wore underwear! She crossed her legs at the ankles, red shorts riding up and revealing the cleft of her pussy, juice already glistening on her exposed lips. Matt jerked his cock feverishly, his balls tightening, as Aria lifted her hips and began to grind and gyrate. Her thighs spread and he caught a glimpse of her perfectly pink slit, already slick and swollen, practically begging to be entered. His hands squeezed his shaft tightly and he gazed unremittingly, his heart pounding.
The sun blazed mercilessly overhead as Aria’s body undulated, her face turned away from Matt’s rapt attention. Her tongue flicked out to wet her lips and she reached back to play with her ass crack suggestively. This was his last ounce of restraint, the last conscious thought before he erupted like a volcano. Burying his noise in a garden plant, his body shook with a powerful orgasm and his vision went spotty, rope after rope of hot ine defensible launching to paint the inviting grass. Matt collapsed, spent in the throes of lust, but kept his binoculars trained on Aria until she crawled off the lounge chair to head indoors. Only then did he tuck himself away and skulk back to his room, thoughts still full of her forbidden body and already aching for round two.
