Pervy Stepbro Shares A Bed With His Thick Stepsis While On Vacation: He Creampies Her – SmithMythPOV

As the sun rose over the pristine beach, casting its warm glow across the shoreline, a couple walked hand in hand along the sand. Unbeknownst to his girlfriend, the man’s mind was preoccupied with thoughts of his step-sister, Roxy, who was vacationing with her family at the same resort. Little did he know that she was equally distracted, her slender fingers wandering under the hem of her sundress as she remembered their last sexual encounter.

Roxy had always been a temptress, her emerald eyes and mile-long legs driving men wild with desire. And her brother’s lady was no exception. After a few too many cocktails one night, she found herself pressed against the wall of the resort’s hallway, his hands roaming her body and his tongue plundering her mouth. They’d barely made it back to their shared room before they were naked and writhing on the bed.

As the memories flooded her mind, Roxy felt a familiar heat building between her thighs. She needed to be filled, stretched, used – and she knew just the man to do it.

Slipping away from her family, she made her way to her brother’s room. She knocked lightly, biting her lip as she waited for an answer. When he opened the door, his eyes widened in surprise before darkening with lust.

“Roxy, what are you doing here?” he asked, his gaze raking over her barely-there bikini and the way it hugged her curves.

Instead of answering, she stepped inside and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her body against his. “I want you,” she breathed, nipping at his earlobe. “I need your cock.”

He groaned, his hands gripping her ass as he pulled her flush against him. “You’re trouble, you know that?” he muttered, but his words were muffled against the swell of her breasts.

They tumbled onto the bed in a tangle of limbs, hands everywhere as they tugged at each other’s clothing. When Roxy was finally bare beneath him, she reached for his belt, undoing it with deft fingers and freeing his hard length. She stroked him slowly, feeling him throb in her hand.

“Fuck, Roxy,” he growled, thrusting into her grip.

She smirked,. “That’s the idea.”

And then her mouth was on him, hot and wet as she took him to the back of her throat. Her tongue swirled around his head before she swallowed him down again, his skin slick with her spit. She bobbed up and down, her hand working in tandem with her mouth, driving him closer and closer to the edge.

When he couldn’t take it anymore, he pulled her off him and flipped her onto her stomach. He spread her ass, reveling in the sight of her dripping pussy and tight little asshole. He ran a finger through her folds, gathering her arousal before bringing it to his mouth.

Fuck, she tasted good.

Without warning, he slid two fingers inside her, pumping them in and out as her walls fluttered around him. She was so fucking tight, so hot and wet. He added a third finger, stretching her open, and she moaned, pushing back against his hand.

“Please,” she whimpered. “I need your cock.”

He withdrew his fingers and replaced them with the head of his dick, slowly pressing in until he was fully seated inside her. They both groaned at the feeling, savoring the stretch and fullness. He started to move, pulling out until just the tip remained before slamming back in. He set a brutal pace, pounding her into the mattress as the headboard slammed against the wall.

“Yes, yes, fuck yes,” she chanted, her tits bouncing with every thrust.

He reached beneath her, finding her clit and circling it with his thumb. Her walls clamped down around him as he rubbed the sensitive bundle of nerves, driving her closer and closer to her peak. When she came, it was with a scream, her pussy spasming around his cock as her body shook with the force of her orgasm.

He followed right behind her, burying himself to the hilt as he painted her insides with his seed. He collapsed on top of her, his softening cock still buried inside as they both fought to catch their breath.

“I don’t want this to be just a one-time thing,” he said eventually, rolling to the side and pulling her into his arms. “I want you to be mine, Roxy. Mine and only mine.”

She grinned, pressing a kiss to his chest. “I’m yours,” she agreed. “In every way.”

As they lay there, basking in the afterglow, neither one of them cared about the consequences. All that mattered was the way they felt together, the way they fit like two puzzle pieces clicking into place. They were going to have so much fun exploring each other this week.