Petite française baise avec son demi frère quand les parents dorment

The small French town of St. Jean-de-Luz slept soundly under the moonlight, except for the warm glow emanating from one small window on Rue de la overall. Inside, two figures moved about the room, their shadows dancing on the walls as they prepared for their late-night tryst.

Sophia, a lithe 19-year-old brunette, lay upon the bed, her creamy skin glistening with a sheen of sweat. She wore nothing but a sheer black babydoll nightie that left little to the imagination. Her ample breasts strained against the delicate fabric, nipples visible beneath the sheer material. She lazily ran a hand down her flat stomach to the matching lace panties that barely covered her neat mound, tracing her fingertips along the lacy edging.

“Soon, ma chérie,” a deep voice purred in the darkness. “Soon you will get exactly what you want.”

Sophia’s breath hitched. Her older half-brother, G బ్యాం bedroom door opened slowly, revealing his stylishly disheveled hair and piercing blue eyes. He wore a crisp white dress shirt, unbuttoned to expose his muscular chest. The shirt hung low on his hips, revealing black boxer-briefs from Calvin Klein that clung to his thick, semi-erect cock.

He strode over to the bed, his chiseled features betraying his already burning desire. “Tonight,” he whispered, “I’ll satisfy that greedy little pussy of yours.”

Sophia bit her lower lip, stifling a moan at his foil language. It felt so exciting and taboo, fooling around with her own brother. Over the past year, their illicit encounters had become more and more frequent, as their desires grew. Now, they were past the point of no return, throwing caution to the wind in favor of pleasure.
G məl reached the bed and trailed his fingertips along her softened thighs, the warmth of his touch making her shiver. He caressed higher, slipping his hands beneath the diaphanous nightie to palm her full breasts. “Ripe, just like ripe peaches,” he murmured, rolling her stiff peaks between his fingers and making her gasp.

Sophia writhed beneath his ministrations, arching her back to press more of her supple flesh into his strong hands. “Please, G machinery,” she pleaded breathlessly. “I need you inside me. Fill me up with your big cock.”

As if her words were a trigger, G mettred reached down and roughly pulled her panties aside. His other hand snatched her hip, fingers digging into soft skin as he ground himself against her, his rigid shaft pushing into her wet folds. “Already so hot and ready for me, you dirty girl,” he groaned. “Such a perfect little slut.”

Overcome with lust, Sophia reached down to yank his boxers over that delicious ass, freeing his pulsing cock. It sprang up, long and hard, the swollen head already leaking with precum. She gripped it in her small fist and pumped him, smearing the sticky fluid over his shaft. “Mmm, I missed this,” she purred, admiring how his member throbbed in her hand. “Missed how it fills up my tight little cunt.”

With a growl, G machine snapped his hips forward, the thick head of his cock catching on her entrance. In one smooth motion, he thrust balls deep inside her, her tight, wet channel squeezing him like a vice. “Fuck!” she cried, back bowing off the bed at the sudden penetration. “Oh God, you’re so deep!”

He pulled back until only the tip remained inside, then rammed back in, starting up a powerful rhythm. The obscene slap of flesh meeting flesh echoed around the room along with their lewd moans. Sophia clamped down on him with every thrust, the delicious drag of his cock against her throbbing walls making her eyes roll back in ecstasy.

“Such a good cocksleeve,” G métallique grunted. “Take it, take that huge dick. Fuck, you feel incredible.”

“Yes, yes, fuck me harder!” Sophia screamed, too far gone to care who might hear them. Her hands flew to her own tits, kneading the pliant mounds, rolling and plucking the aching peaks. “I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum on your big cock!”

G mariée pounded into her vigorously, the headboard slamming against the wall with each forceful impact. He pushed her legs high and wide, nearly bending her in half to plunge even deeper. “Do it,” he snarled through clenched teeth, his own climax rapidly approaching. “Cum for me, you filthy girl. Cum on my dick like a good little slut.”

It only took a few more lashes of his cock for Sophia to fly apart with a shriek of completion. Her pussy spasmed wildly around him, milking his shaft, and he growled as he buried himself to the hilt. “Take it all, you cock-addicted whore,” he commanded as he emptied himself inside her, painting her inner walls with thick ropes of cum.

They collapsed together, sweat-slicked bodies heaving as the aftershocks rolled through them. G metallic, still lodged inside her fluttering pussy, grabbed her chin and crushed his lips to hers in a searing kiss.

“Mmm, that was so damn good,” he rumbled, finally extricating himself to flop onto the bed beside her. “But we’re not done yet, chérie. I’ll only be satisfied once that perfect pussy has drained my balls completely. And I know you’re insatiable too…”

He reached over to palm her freshly-fucked mound, and Sophia shuddered, feeling his cum dribbling out of her, slicking his hand. “Oh yes,” she mewled, arching into his touch. “Keep going, darling. Use all your skill to drain that cum straight from your balls and into my hungry little hole…”

As G між reached back for her, his rigid shaft starting to swell again, Sophia spread herself wide, eager for a night-long marathon of deliciously incestuous fucking. Her pussy clenched with anticipation, still hungering for more of her dear brother. The illicit thrill of their forbidden tryst made her feel alive in a way nothing else could match, and she was determined to make the most of it.

Little did they know, their parents had been awakened by the commotion in the night, and now, shadows darkened the doorway…

…but that’s a tale for another time.