I Help My Stepsister Clean Up And We End Up Fucking

Title: “An Unorthodox Housecleaning Session”

Sarah sighed as she surveyed the cluttered mess her stepsister Jenna had left behind, strewn across the bedroom floor and bed. Jenna, a bikini model turned trophy wife, was notorious for her lack of domesticity and was often found lounging poolside rather than attending to household chores.

Sarah, on the other hand, was a hardworking college student who diligently cleaned up after Jenna on a regular basis. She rolled up her sleeves and got to work, picking up Jenna’s discarded clothes, makeup, and empty wine bottles. As she straightened Jenna’s bed, her hand brushed against something cold and textured beneath the sheets. Curiosity piqued, Sarah lifted the sheets to reveal an array of sex toys – vibrating silicone dildos, jelly-and-gem butt plugs, and flesh-toned masturbation sleeves. Sarah blushed, realizing the extent of her stepsister’s sex-life.

As Sarah gathered the toys to put them away, Jenna suddenly walked in, megawatt smile wide as she said, “Oh, there you are! I was looking for my favorite Hitachi.” Sarah dropped the toys in shock, and as Jenna bent down to pick them up, she added, “Oh, like you don’t know what these are used for!” She smirked knowingly, “You’re welcome to borrow them anytime.”

Sarah’s face reddened further as she quickly gathered the toys and mumbled something about putting them away. Jenna laughed as Sarah scurried out, no doubt to stash her secret stash. As Sarah fervently scrubbed the bathroom later that day, Jenna walked in wearing nothing but a tiny thong. Noticing Sarah frozen with embarrassment, Jenna laughed, “Oh relax, I’m just making my own shower later!” Jenna started the water and unceremoniously stripped off her thong before stepping into the steamy shower, surprisingly unselfconscious.

Sarah turned away, pretending not to ogle Jenna’s perfect body. Jenna soaped up her breasts, and as she bent over to wash her inner thighs, Sarah caught sight of her pert ass and trimmed pussy. She felt a rush of desire and quickly fled the room. Later, as they lounged by the pool, Jenna asked Sarah if she wanted a massage. Startled but intrigued, Sarah accepted, laying face-down on a beach towel while Jenna rubbed almond oil into her shoulders and lower back.

As Jenna’s skilled fingers roamed along Sarah’s spine, Sarah felt a growing urge to flip over. Closer and closer Jenna’s hands crept until she was massaging Sarah’s ass and thighs. Sarah felt an electric pulse course through her body as Jenna’s fingers crept even higher, brushing against her pussy as she flipped onto her back.

With her sisters hands now drifting between her legs, it was too much for Sarah. Her heart pounded as Jenna unzipped her bikini top and exposed her breasts. Pushing Jenna back onto a lounger, Sarah straddled her and began grinding against her hard clad pussy, feeling Jenna’s moans vibrate through her body.

Grabbing Jenna’s head, Sarah plunged her tongue into her mouth, tasting the rubbing alcohol she’d drank earlier and making her dizzy. Jenna reached over to her bag and pulled out a dingy, cream-colored dildo. She licked the dildo and rubbed it along Sarah’s slit. “Do you want it, sis?” Jenna said boldly.

Sarah could barely believe what was happening, but she nodded. “Yes, Jenna,” she panted. Without hesitation, Jenna inserted the dildo deep into Sarah’s dripping wet pussy. The sensation was exhilarating as Sarah rode the dildo, gyrating shamelessly. She felt Jenna’s pussy throbbing against her thigh, realizing Jenna was grinding against her, too.

Jenna kicked Sarah’s legs open even wider and plunged back in with the dildo. She aligned it perfectly with Sarah’s G-spot, and pleasure exploded within her. Her pussy clenched around the dildo as Jenna continued relentless thrusting, trying to make Sarah orgasm.

Sarah wrapped her arms around Jenna as they both shook in climax from the encounter. They came down from their sexual high, both sheepish about their actions and unsure how to react. But then Jenna smiled mischievously, “Now that’s what I call house cleaning!”

Sarah laughed, falling back on the lounger, love and lust for her stepsister swelling in her heart, hoping secrets of their taboo encounter would remain unspoken.