I shouldn’t have given my step sister a creampie……4k

**I Shouldn’t Have Given My Step Sister a Creampie…**

I never imagined I’d be in this position – staring at my step sister’s lush, round ass as she bent over the kitchen counter, her silky pajamas riding up to reveal the tantalizing curve of her cheeks. The way her heart-shaped derriere jiggled with each small movement sent a jolt of electricity straight to my groin.

But there was no denying it – this was wrong. She was off-limits, forbidden fruit. And yet, here we were, pulsing with forbidden lust, giving into our primal desires.

It started innocently enough. Late night, both of us wide awake, flicking through Netflix for something to watch. Our parents were out of town for the weekend. When we stumbled upon a 4K porn video featuring a gorgeous brunette getting pounded doggystyle, Jasmine let out a soft moan. I could feel the heat radiating off her scantily clad body. In that moment, I knew she wanted it too.

She bit her plump lower lip, Bollywood eyebrows raising suggestively as she looked at me. “You think we could… you know… try this?”

My heart pounded. “Like, recreated it ourselves?”

She nodded, finger tracing the neckline of her tank top. “But like… um… just as roleplaying, obviously. Nothing weird.”

I gulped, cock already hard as steel in my sweatpants. “Yeah, totally. No weird.”

Slowly, seductively, Jasmine turned and bent over the counter, the thin fabric of her borrowed pajamas hugging every dip and curve. She wiggled her hips, winking over her shoulder at me. “Like this, big bro?”

My God, she was perfect, round and plump like a ripe nectarine. I stepped forward on shaky legs, running my hand over the swell of her buttocks and giving it a firm squeeze. She gasped, pushing back against my palm. Emboldened, I reached under her top to find the pert buds of her nipples, rolling them between my fingertips.

“Yes,” she hissed, arching her back. “Touch me. I need you.”

Practically ripping my sweatpants off, I fisted my rigid cock, giving myself a few strokes. Sinking to my knees, I dragged my tongue along her clothed slit, feeling the heat radiating through the damp cotton.

“Mmm, so wet for your big brother, you dirty girl,” I growled, tugging her flimsy bottoms aside.

She panted, “Yes… God yes… Fuck me, Cameron! Fuck your naughty stepsister!”

I couldn’t resist any longer. Standing, I aligned myself and drove into her tight, wet heat, groaning at the exquisite squeeze. “Fuck! You’re so goddam tight, Jas!”

She bucked back against me, meeting me thrust for thrust. “Give it to me! Pound my naughty cunt!”

Lost in sensation, I rode her hard and fast, gripping her hips bruisingly tight, slamming into her over and over as our moans and skin slapping filled the house. I could feel my impending orgasm building, the coil winding tighter in my stomach as I chased our pleasure.

“I’m gonna come,” I choked out. “I’ll pull out, I promise.”

But Jasmine just shook her head vehemently, eyes wide but pleading. “No! Give it to me! Cum inside me, Cam! I want to feel your hot load!”

With a guttural roar, I exploded, painting her cervix white as I continued my thrusts, sealing our forbidden union. She milked me dry, pussy clenching hungrily, drawing out every last drop.

Finally, I slipped out of her, watching in awe as my spunk leaked down her thighs. “Wow,” she breathed, a sated smile on her face. “That was…”

“Intense?” I offered dryly, pulling up my pants.

She giggled, straightening her adorable pink pajamas. “You could say that. We probably shouldn’t tell Mom and Dad though…”

“No kidding,” I snorted. “This stays between us, okay?”

“Let’s just call it a one-time thing,” Jasmine agreed as we put the apartment back to rights. “Roleplay never to be repeated. Defriendsauce.”

I chuckled, even as my heart ached. “Yeah… Defriendsauce.”

But as I watched her sashay back to her room, I knew it wouldn’t be the last time I’d have the chance to take a creamy 4K shot of her luscious booty. After all, the night was still young, and our parents were still gone.