UNEXPECTED ORGASM NEXT TO STEPSISTER (MUST WATCH)
“Oh my god, that hit the spot,” Megan moaned, her fingers buried knuckle-deep inside her tingling pussy. She stared transfixed at the pulsing vibrator pressed against her engorged clit, sparking waves of ecstasy through her body. Naked and spread-eagle on her bed, the 19-year-old brunette College freshman was Thelenic in the act of self-love, desperate for release from the chronic horniness that plagued her perpetually horny existence.
Covers soaked in sweat, Megan’s heaving chest jiggled with the force of each labored breath. Her C-cup breasts, perky as freshly-picked apples, sat high and proud on her chest, capped with penny-sized areolas and bullet-hard nipples pointing to the ceiling. Sweat glistened on her taut belly and the fair skin of her inner thighs, slicking the way for the vibrator to easily glide over tender flesh.
She imagined it was her hunky 20-year-old stepbrother Jack – tall, handsome, built like a Greek god – fucking her brains out. Often, when she touched herself, she thought about how good it would feel for that 9-inch cock of his to wreck her wet snatch.
Her increasingly more frequent lustful thoughts about Jack had gnawed at her for months now. Omg, shut up mind, he’s practically family, she chided her inner devil. Okay okay, I just want one taste, then I’ll stop! The filthy thoughts replays in her mind like a bad song stuck on repeat.
Suddenly, Megan’s bedroom door pushed open and in walked… none other than her wickedly handsome stepbrother Jack! Megan sprung up and swiftly pulled the covers over her naked body and jumped out of bed.
“Jack?! W-what are you doing here, creep?!” Megan shrieked, cheeks flushed in mortification. The wet vibrator zapped against her sensitive mound.
“Relax, sis. I was just bringing you your phone you left in the kitchen.” Jack smirked, taking in Megan’s bare shoulders, mess of brown hair and heaving chest. “Looks like I interrupted something here.” His eyes danced with mischief as they fell upon the drenched pink vibrator twitching against the bedsheets.
“No, it’s n-not like that! That’s just-!” Megan struggled to hide the evidence of her taboo self-love from plain sight but to no avail. The sheen of her own arousal dampening her inner thighs did little to help her case. Jack’s smirk widened into a knowing grin.
“Seriously, how old are you? Do you like, never shower alone around here?” Jack teased, stepping closer to her. Megan swallowed hard as he neared and dropped her phone on the bedside table.
“So, is this what you do when mom and dad go off to one of their dinners and wine tastings, huh?” He nodded towards the bed, biting his lower lip. “Makes sense. You’re always so… tense.” Jack circled Megan who by now had nowhere else to run. She had become flustered and at a loss for words at his presence and brazen words.
“I-I was just, um -” Megan stammered. Jack grabbed her wrist suddenly and yanked her closer. She gasped, eyes wide, as the vibrator rolled onto the floor.
“What’s wrong, Megsy?” Jack whispered huskily, his warm breath tickling her ear and sending shivers down her spine. “You don’t gotta be shy. I know all about women. I can help you out… if you want me to.”
