“She’s Always Teasing Me In Front Of My Dad” Euro Step Sis Creampie

Title: “She’s Always Teasing Me In Front Of My Dad”

It was shaping up to be another frustrating summer for me,intense even by my teenage standards. My sexy step-sister Amelie was back from college, and she seemed determined to drive me crazy with her relentless teasing. At 19, Amelie was a petite redhead with a smoking hot body – pert tits, a tight ass, and long slender legs that went on for miles. She knew the effect she had on me and everyone else, and she reveled in it.

One particular day, Amelie decided to wear a tiny string bikini to lay out by the pool. She knew I’d be home to “keep an eye on things” while Dad was at work. I tried to distract myself, but it was impossible to ignore her prancing around in that skimpy swimwear. I felt my cock stirring in my sweatpants as I watched her from the kitchen window.

Seeing me steal glances, Amelie put on a show, bending over to adjust her towel, letting her thong ride up her ass crack. She sprawled out on her tummy, hitching the bikini bottoms lower to show off her tan lines. The tease. I had to adjust myself, my hardness straining against my shorts.

Unable to resist, I went out to the pool and sat down on the lounge chair beside her. “Having fun out here by yourself?” I asked casually.

Amelie looked at me and smirked. She sat up and pulled off her sunglasses. “Oh I’m not alone am I? Little brother is keeping me company.” Her eyes flicked over my body, noticing the obvious tent in my pants. She bit her lip, a knowing look in her eye.

I felt my face flush with embarrassment and arousal all at once. “Uh yeah, thought I’d join ya for a bit.”

“Hmm,” she murmured, rolling onto her back to give me a good long look at her tits. “Isn’t it a bit hot out for pants, little bro? You’ve got shorts, don’t you?” Her voice was coy, almost chiding. Like she knew exactly what she was doing to me.

I shifted uncomfortably. “Nah I’m good like this…”

“Well suit yourself,” she sighed, propping her head up on one hand and looking at me expectantly. “You gonna lay out with me or just sit there?” Her other hand came to rest on her bare tummy.

I realized my shirt was noticeably tenting now over my erection. I shifted again, trying to hide it. Amelie’s look of triumph told me she definitely noticed. “I, uh…yeah sure. I’ll just…” But as I reached for my shirt to take it off, I saw the knowing smirk on her face. “On second thought, I think I’ll go in…”

“Boo,” Amelie pouted playfully as I got up. “You’re no fun. I thought we were hanging out!” She stood and stretched like a cat, her tits straining against the lacy fabric of her bikini top.

I practically ran into the house, locking myself in the bathroom. I spent a good 15 minutes trying to will my hard-on away, but to no avail. Finally I gave up and settled for taking a cold shower, jacking myself off to thoughts of Amelie’s hot little body, her pert tits bouncing as she rode me, her tight pussy squeezing my cock…When I finally finished, I got dressed and crept out of the bathroom, hoping Amelie was gone.

But no such luck. She was lounging on the couch in the living room, a bag of chips propped on her lap. She glanced up and grinned at me mischievously. “There you are! Have a nice shower?” I didn’t answer, feeling my face heat up again.

Amelie patted the couch next to her. “Come watch a movie with me! I’m bored all alone.” She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

I sighed and dropped onto the couch next to her. “What’s playing?”

She grabbed the remote and flicked through channels. “Anything you want, stud,” she purred, looking at me again with those fuck-me eyes.

I bit back a groan. This girl was going to be the death of me. I tried to focus on the movie, but her presence next to me was too distracting. I could feel the warmth radiating from her skin, smell her olive oil sunscreen. My cock started to twitch again in my shorts. How was I going to get through this?

Suddenly Amelie stretched her legs out, letting them rest across my lap. Her muscles were so lean and toned from hours at the gym, and her bikini bottoms had ridden up to show a tantalizing peek of ass cheek. I swallowed hard, willing my cock not to notice the lady most definitely propaganda.

Amelie shifted and yawned loudly, making no move to take her legs off me. “Mmm yeah, this is nice,” she said dreamily, wiggling her toes. “Your thighs are so big and comfy…”

I felt my dick jump to attention again. Goddammit. “Uh, yeah, thanks?” I said awkwardly, trying to scoot away slightly. But Amelie’s toes dug in, preventing me.

Noticing my discomfort, she looked at me with a wicked grin. “What’s wrong? You okay, little bro? You’re acting weird.”

“I’m fine! Just…gotta go to the bathroom,” I sputtered, jumping up. But as I started to walk away, Amelie’s hand shot out and grabbed my wrist.

“Wait,” she pouted. “We’re just getting comfortable. Stay and lay with me, pleeeease?” She fluttered her long lashes and gave me a sexy half-smile. Fuck. How could I say no to that?