Naughty Stepsister Sucks Stepbrother Dry

Oh, I’ve seen all the signs – school books sprawled carelessly across the hall floor, makeup scattered haphazardly on the bathroom counter, that delightful mixture of perfume and innocence lingering in the air. It’s only a matter of time before this naughty schoolgirl step-sister of mine gets herself into trouble again. And sure enough, there she is, sauntering down the hallway in her tiny plaid skirt and tight white button up, blonde hair cascading over her shoulders.

She stops right outside my door, a mischievous glint in her blue eyes as she presses a finger to her lips in a “shh” gesture. Then she slips inside my room as quietly as a mouse. Closing the door behind her with a soft click, she leans back against it, a coy smile playing on her glistening lips.

“I see you’ve discovered my secret hiding spot,” she purrs, eyes roaming hungrily over my bare chest. “I knew you couldn’t resist me for long.” Uncrossing her arms, she reveals the absence of a bra underneath her thin shirt, rosy nipples peeking through the sheer fabric.

“Oh, did you now?” I retort, arching an amused eyebrow. I lounged back on my bed, completely at ease despite the intoxicating presence of my naughty stepsister. “And what exactly did you think I couldn’t resist?”