Step Sister Gave Sex For Christmas

The tang of roasting chestnuts permeated the air as Zoey stumbled down the stairs, the silk fabric of her lingerie caressing her curves with each step. Her stepbrother Jake paused his wrapping, eyes trailing over her exposed skin as she padded into the living room.

“Morning, Jake,” she purred, loving the way his Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed.

“M-Mornin’ Zo,” he stammered, face flushing. She sauntered past, the dull thud of her heels on the hardwood floors, and bent over to straighten the tree skirts, her heart-shaped ass on full display.

Zoey made her way to the kitchen, hips swaying seductively. She missed the way Jake’s breath hitched, the flicker of heat in his eyes as he watched her. Mom and Dad were still asleep, no doubt snug in bed. The house was theirs, full of promise.

Rounding the corner, she reached into the pantry, bending at the waist to grab the peppermint sticks. Her ass was at the perfect height, those tiny shorts riding up to reveal more of her creamy cheeks.

“Jake,” she said huskily, peeking back to see his wide gaze, “is this how Mom expects her tree trimming to go?”

He gulped, half erection straining against the zipper of his jeans. Zoey smirked, turning around and leaning back against the counter. Her pert nipples formed peaks through the lace top.

“I’ve been so naughty this year,” she whispered, a finger trailing down her sternum. “Mom hasn’t been giving me the presents I want.”

Jake’s nostrils flared as he stepped closer, inevitably drawn in like a moth to flame. Zoey spread her legs, the act lifting her top to expose her bare pussy.

“I want you to give me what I want for Christmas, Jake. I want your cock inside me, pounding me until I scream.”

In a flash, his hands were at her waist, yanking her body flush against his. Their lips crashed together, tongues battling for dominance. She fumbled with his zipper, freeing his thick shaft. Stroking him, staring up at him with lidded eyes.

“Fuck me, Jake. Pound your little slut stepsister.”

He flipped their positions, whipping off his shirt and hoisting her onto the counter. She gasped as cold marble met scorching flesh, and then he was filling her in one swift thrust. Zoey wrapped her legs around his waist, eyes rolling back at the perfect stretch.

“Oh god,” she whimpered, nails digging into his shoulders. “So deep.”

Jake set a punishing pace, driving into her tight cunt. His teeth found her throat, biting and sucking needy marks into her skin. His fingers tweaked her nipples through the fabric, harsh pinches shooting jolts of pleasure-pain to her core.

“Yes, yes, don’t stop!” Zoey cried, tits bouncing with each forceful snap of his hips. He hammered into her g-spot, the delicious friction winding her tight. “Close, fuck I’m gonna-ee!”

Her pussy clamped down on his cock, rhythmic waves of bliss washing over her as she spasmed. Jake followed, releasing warm jets of cum deep inside her, filling her up. He collapsed on top of her, cheek resting on her heaving bosom.

“Merry Christmas, sis,” he breathed against her skin, stoking light circles over the red marks blooming on her neck.

Zoey smiled, carding her fingers through his tousled hair. “You didn’t have to break the wrapping paper that badly.”

Rolling his eyes, he pulled out with a wet squelch. Twisting a lock of her hair around his finger, he caught her lips in a slow kiss. The minutes ticked by as they continued languidly making out, the heated touches stoking new flames.

“I mean it, Zo,” he said, gazing into her eyes with unconcealed adoration. “I love you, all of you. I’m so glad we’ve found each other.”