My Hot AF Step-Sister Blow & Fuck FULL SCENE

“Sasha, have you seen the mail?” my stepfather called out, his voice echoing through the house.

I sighed, putting down the book I had been reading. “No Dad, sorry. I’ve been in my room all day.”

Truth was, I had been masturbating to some naughty step-sister porn for the past hour. The thought of Ricky, our new stepbrother, walking in on me anytime was enough to make me cream in my panties.

Ricky was 19 and major fucking hottie – tall, muscular, with hazel eyes and sexy tattoos snaking down his sculpted abs. He made my body tingle in ways I had never experienced before. I had seen him naked once when I forgot to knock before barging into his room. His thick, 9-inch cock hanging heavy between his legs made my mouth water. I’ve been addicted to him ever since.

Sneaking down to the laundry room, I “accidentally” reached into the dryer to “check” for his clothes. My heart raced as I grabbed his dirty laundry, wondering if his boxers would still smell like him. But instead, I found his phone.

Ricky’s screen was locked but I quickly tried his birthday. Score! Up popped his camera roll – filled with slutty selfies of him shirtless and flexing. I could barely contain my excitement scrolling through the hyper-masculine shots. Each was a mouth-watering display of his photo-worthy abs and biceps. Under one flex pic he had written “mucho macho for the ladies”.

But curiosity got the better of me and I scrolled to his videos. The first one that caught my eye made me nearly gasp out loud. It was titled “Cum dumpster – wild college skank”. The video was crude and explicit, with Ricky fucking some girl doggy style on a dorm room floor. He grunted loudly as he pounded her tiny body, gripping her hips hard enough to leave finger-shaped bruises.

Blowing my load in my panties, I muted the video to avoid alerting anyone to my naughty discovery. I had to stroke my aching clit to the sight of Ricky’s huge cock roughly slamming into the slutty coed’s tight pussy. I imagined that was me on my hands and knees taking that dick – getting pussy-whipped like a bitch in heat. His muscled body flexed and rippled as he pounded into her from behind, tits bouncing wildly.

But the real surprise came when I flipped to the end of his videos. There was me! Ricky had secretly recorded me dancing around in just my underwear, unaware that his camera Roll was filming. I was 18 and he was 19 and we lived under the same roof as step-siblings. The very idea of him filming me without my knowledge sent shivers down my spine.

The sight of my perky nipples poking through my thin, lacy bra, the way my thong crept up to outline my round ass. Ricky had captured a very private moment of me prancing around my room in my most private underwear. A throbbing ache settled between my legs at the thought of him spying on me. I wondered how long he had been watching me like this.

Even more demeaning and arousing, I could see how slimmy Ricky’s videos could get. They weren’t just amateur porn – they were cruel and humiliation-focused. He had shot a bunch of voyeur videos of girls dancing for him with body-shaking beats. He zoomed on their pancake booties rotating to the rhythm, capturing sticky close-ups of their ass cheeks clapping together with every thrust and twist of their hips. Then he revisions the angles, filming up their skirts to spy their dripping panties or urging them to turn around for more teasing glimpses of cleavages.

Ricky clearly had a thing for twerking and bootylicious butts. He was unapologetically fixated on cashing in on the cultural fixation with back-slapping booty lo. Even better, he had compiled a contradictions tone of Latina girls at his disposal, three female colleagues at his job who were convenient and ready for him to whip out his latency-suppressing cell phone and capture their bouncing asses for his archive. They were tiny flirty messages on dik, ready for him to command as he seized on that increasingly popular meme of comparing rivalries to a competitive twerk session.

The combination of high-quality close-ups of bubblegummies and Ricky’s hungry zooms and story pornographic framing, leaving little clothed lovers to the imagination, was lighting a fire in my panties. I almost dropped the phone, desperately rubbing my throbbing clit.

This was too good to be true. I could show this to stepmom, get Ricky kicked out of the house, but I’d lose access to his secret stash of videos. I could be a narc, rat him out, let him come to him. But boring the covert Hirings videos, I know exactly the angle I need to use.

I came up with a risky plan. I would confront Ricky and blackmail him to show me how he really liked it. While his parents were out, I snuck into Ricky’s bedroom. Holding his phone, I confronted him.

“Ricky I found this… Come on, you know you want to impress your babysitter-turned-step-sister.”

“No, stop it! Sasha this is so wrong,” he said, blushing.

“It’s okay, you won’t say anything right? Pretty please!” I begged shamelessly. “I’ve always wanted you to touch me, like how you touched those slutty girls in tech videos…”

Taking a deep breath, I slowly lifted my dress and removed my panties. Ricky’s face turned beet red, unable to stop staring between my spreading legs. I tilted my hips to lewdly display my dripping pussy and puckered asshole, looking up at him through my lashes. “I know you want to fuck me Ricky. Just like you did to those college girls…”

“Fuck Sasha, you’re so hot,” he finally relented. His massive cock was now tenting obscenely in his jeans. “I’ve fantasized about this for so long…”

I moaned loud and clear as Ricky finally leaned down and ran his tongue from my tight little asshole all the way up my pussy to my throbbing clit. Over and over again he lapped at my most sensitive parts, finally as he slipped two thick fingers deep into my soaking wet hole…

Stroking his giant dick, he shoved me flat on the bed. He teased the thick tip of cock against my virgin opening. “Don’t worry Sasha, I’ll go slow.”

I cried out in pain and ecstasy as Ricky finally pushed his giant 10-inch Rhino up my tight slit, his cock literally stretching my cunt to an inch of its life as he began to slide in and out, faster and faster until he was jack knocking into me with brutal urgency. My whole ass bubbled, jiggling and slapping back against Ricky’s meaty thighs as he grunted and groaned like a hungry animal, slamming into my g-spot over and over again. He wrapped his big hands around my throat as his hips snapped hard against mine, both of us grunting and panting as his huge cock plunged over and over again into my hungry little cunt.

I lost track of how many times I came, but after a while Ricky suddenly flicked me over onto my stomach and mounted me doggystyle, pounding my ass like Ricky really held my hips tight as he drilled me, licking my neck as he thrust, his heavy balls slapping against my clit each time he sunk balls deep inside me. I climaxed again, then another, my little pussy and asshole clenching tight around Ricky’s fat cock.

Finally Ricky pulled it sliding out of my tight, well-fucked slit, grunting as thick ropes of cum shot all over my back and butt cheeks, dribbled down the backs of my thighs, and hung heavy from my gaping, cum-flecked asshole.

I lay there whimpering for more – I was addicted to his seed, the proof that he marked my body inside and out as HIS, his personal fucktoy to use whenever he wanted. Stroking my clit, I rolled over and swallowed his dribbling cock, slurping up every drop of his spooge like it was my favorite ice cream.

From that day on, Ricky and I became insatiable sexual partners – his handy dandy phone recording ever moment of our depravity for his own personal gaming. He taught me to twerk, how to pop and shake my sinful hips, to rotate my bubble butt on his lap as he slapped my ass cheeks, sending ripples up and down my spine. He stuffed my little pussy and asshole in the middle of the night, our stifled moans and groans of passion hidden from our families. He filmed me cumming again and again all over his hard cock, snugly nestled inside my sopping wet folds as I rode him like a crazy slut, casually recording the dirty sound of my drooling cunt sloshing up and down on his thick shaft.

I reveled in it, in being his personal fucktoy, the dirtiest, sluttiest girl he could find to satisfy his insatiable, stock-cummed young pipes. I couldn’t get enough, wanting to show off for him, bouncing on his lap every chance I got, presenting like a insatiable blown horse as I licked his cum off my fingers after he nutted all over my face. The more degrading, the more I craved it.

I was gay for my stepbrother, so into him, his confidence, his roan, sinful touch. But mostly into that big dick and the way he used me, turning me into a wild, feral thing, a naughty little slut for his use. I couldn’t stop craving more and more of him, of his cock, of his seed. I was forever addicted to my Ricky’s cock, to being his personal fucktoy, recording our darkest depravity. Our bond was too dark, too twisted, too wrong to ever break.