Kinky Family – Hope my stepsis is on a pill
Title: “Sisterly Kink: A Steamy Affair with Hope”
The sun had barely crept over the horizon when I awoke, my body tingling with anticipation. Today was the day I would finally seal the deal with my sexy stepsister, Hope. For weeks, I had been drooling over her petite frame, those perky little tits, and that tight, shapely ass. And now, I was going to have her, pill or no pill.
I slipped out of bed and tiptoed down the hall to her room. The door was slightly ajar, and I couldn’t resist sneaking a peek. There she was, sleeping peacefully, her chestnut hair splayed across the pillow. She was dressed in a tiny pair of cotton shorts and a skimpy tank top, her nipples clearly visible through the thin fabric.
My cock hardened instantly, straining against my boxers. I knew I should turn away, but I was too entranced. I watched her chest rise and fall with each breath, wondering what those soft mounds would feel like in my hands. My imagination ran wild as I pictured myself ramming my thick cock into her barely legal pussy, making her moan and scream my name.
Unable to resist any longer, I quietly entered the room and approached the bed. Hope stirred slightly as I sat down beside her, but she didn’t wake. Emboldened, I reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair from her tousled brow. She sighed softly, and I felt my heart race.
Daringly, I let my fingers trail down her neck and along her collarbone. Her skin was soft and warm, and I could feel her pulse quicken beneath my touch. Lust surged through me, and I knew I couldn’t stop now.
Hope’s eyes fluttered open, and she gazed up at me with sleepy bewilderment. Before she could speak, I silenced her with a passionate kiss, my tongue delving into her sweet mouth. She stiffened briefly, but then melted into the embrace, her arms winding around my neck.
Breaking the kiss, I pulled back and looked into her eyes, ablaze with desire. “I want you, Hope,” I growled, my voice husky with need. “I’ve wanted you for so long.”
She bit her lip, looking up at me uncertainly. “But… my pill… I’m not protected.”
I grinned wickedly. “Don’t you want to feel my cum dripping out of your tight little cunt? I’ll fill you up so full, you won’t have to worry about protection.”
Hope shivered, whether from disgust or arousal, I wasn’t sure. “I… I don’t know,” she whispered. “It’s so risky…”
I silenced her again with another fierce kiss before trailing my lips down her neck and across her collarbone. I tugged at her tank top, pulling it down to reveal those perfect tits I had been fantasizing about. They were even more exquisite than I had imagined, the nipples already hardening beneath my touch.
Hope gasped as I took one dusky peak into my mouth, suckling and nibbling until she was arching off the bed. I lavished attention on her other breast as well, until she was writhing beneath me, panting with desire.
Wasting no more time, I yanked her shorts down her legs, revealing those sopping wet pussy lips glistening with arousal. I plunged two fingers deep inside her, curling them to hit her g-spot as I rubbed tight circles on her clit with my thumb.
Hope cried out, clutching the sheets, as I finger-fucked her with vigorous intensity. Her juices dripped down my hand as I crooked my fingers, prolonging her pleasure. She came with a keening cry, her pussy clamping down on my fingers as she gushed her release.
Before she had even come down from her high, I mounted her, my aching cock poised at her entrance. Hope’s eyes widened at the feel of my thick length, split between fear and anticipation. “Wait,” she panted, trying to catch her breath. “I changed my mind… it’s too dangerous….”
I ignored her protest, slamming my cock into her depths with one powerful thrust. She screamed as I stretched and filled her, my cock ramming into her cervix. I began to pound her with merciless intensity, each stroke bringing me closer to my own release.
“Fuck, your cunt feels so good,” I groaned, my hips snapping forward as I ran my hands down her body. I grabbed her perky tits, squeezing them roughly as I drove into her over and over.
Hope’s juices coated my shaft as I ravaged her, her pussy quivering and clenching as another orgasm built. She was getting more into it now, her hips rocking back to meet my thrusts as she worked herself on my cock.
I flipped her over, pulling her up on her hands and knees. I smashed forward into her sopping cunt, my balls slapping against her ass as I fucked her doggy-style. Hope’s sweet ass jiggled as I pummeled her, and I reached around to rub her clit with each thrust.
“Come on my cock,” I growled, driving into her harder and faster. “I’m gonna fill this pussy up till it’s overflowing with my cum.”
Hope wailed as she came again, her pussy clamping down on me like a vice. The pressure was too much, and with a roar, I exploding inside her, pumping stream after stream of hot, sticky seed directly into her unprotected womb.
I collapsed on top of her, both of us panting harshly as we came down from our highs. Hope whimpered as I slipped out of her, our mixed juices dripping obscenely down her thighs. She shuddered, burying her face in the pillows as the reality of what we had just done sunk in.
I caressed her back, pressing my lips to her damp skin. “I’m sorry,” I whispered. “I got carried away. We’ll figure this out, okay? This doesn’t have to change things between us.”
But even as I said it, I knew things would never be the same. Whether Hope got pregnant or not, I had crossed an unforgivable line. And yet, I couldn’t find it in myself to regret it… because that pussy had been exquisite, and I would do it all over again in a heartbeat