Casting Curvy: Playing “Just The Tip” With My Girlfriend’s Hot Sister

Title: Casting Curvy: Playing “Just The Tip” With My Girlfriend’s Hot Sister

In the steamy days of college, when lust ran ripe and hormones raged wild, I found myself entangled in a web of desire, tangled between the sheets with my girlfriend’s younger sister. Mika was a junior, just starting out in the world of academia, eager to explore its many freedoms – especially the freedom to indulge her carnal cravings. And boy, did this curvy minx have an appetite.

It all started innocently enough. Liz and I were in the kitchen one lazy Sunday afternoon, sipping coffee and wondering what to do with ourselves. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door – clumsy, desperate. I opened it to find Mika standing there in a tank top, yoga pants, and a look of sheer desperation on her face.

“Please,” she gasped. “I need your help.”

Of course, I was skeptical. But curiosity got the better of me. Liz, ever the loving sister, agreed to let Mika stay the weekend. And that’s when things took a turn for the naughty.

Mika was a temptation I couldn’t resist. Her curves were voluptuous, her hair dark and silky, her eyes filled with a hunger that made my blood run hot. Every chance I got, I found excuses to be alone with her – and so did she. We were like two magnets, drawn together by an irresistible force.

One night, as Liz slept, I snuck into the guest room where Mika was staying. She was waiting for me, dressed in nothing but a skimpy nightgown that left little to the imagination. Before I could utter a word, she pulled me in for a passionate kiss, her hands roaming over my body.

“My sister doesn’t know,” she whispered, her breath hot against my ear. “But I’ve always wanted you. Just the tip, remember?”

Those words sent shivers down my spine. Mika had always been the “just the tip” girl – a fling, a one-night stand, a bit of fun on the side. And though I knew it was wrong, I couldn’t resist. I wanted to give in, to let go, to indulge in the wicked pleasures she had to offer.

We made love that night with a hunger that knew no bounds. Mika straddled me, her curvy body bouncing up and down as she rode me to ecstasy. I grabbed her thick ass, squeezing the supple flesh as I thrust my hips up to meet her. She was tight and wet, her pussy gripping my cock like a vice.

“Fuck me harder,” she moaned. “I want to feel every inch of you.”

I obliged, flipping her over and pounding into her doggy-style. Her perfect ass jiggled with each thrust, her back arching as she pushed herself closer to me. I reached around to cup her large, natural breasts, pinching her nipples until she cried out in pleasure.

We changed positions again and again – missionary, cowgirl, cowgirl reverse, and more. Each time, Mika’s moans grew louder, her body more supple. She was insatiable, a naughty little minx who couldn’t get enough of my cock.

As the night wore on, we both grew closer and closer to the edge. Mika’s eyes fluttered shut, her lips parted in a silent scream of pleasure. I felt my own climax building, my balls tightening as I neared the point of no return.

“Come for me,” Mika begged. “Fill me up with your hot, sticky cum.”

I couldn’t hold back any longer. With a loud groan, I explode inside her, my cock throbbing as I pumped her full of my essence. Mika shuddered beneath me, her own orgasm consuming her as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over us both.

We collapsed on the bed, spent and satisfied. But even as we caught our breath, I knew that this was just the beginning. Mika had a hunger that couldn’t be quenched, a desire that knew no bounds. And I was more than happy to indulge her, just the tip and all.

The next morning, we awoke to find Liz standing in the doorway, her eyes wide with shock and betrayal. She had heard everything – the moans, the cries of passion, the creaking of the bed. And now, she knew the truth.

“I can explain-” I began, but Liz cut me off with a slap across the face. Then, she turned on her heel and stormed out, leaving me alone with Mika – and the consequences of our wicked, naughty night.

But even as fear and guilt washed over me, I couldn’t shake the memory of our time together. Mika’s curves, her carnal hunger, her insatiable desire – it was enough to drive a man crazy. And I knew, without a doubt, that this was just the beginning of our sordid little affair.

And so, I embraced the scandal, the shame, the completely inappropriate nature of our relationship. Because sometimes, even the most taboo desires are worth indulging in – just the tip, of course.