Stepsis Jade Maris Tells Stepbro, I Wanna Be The Goodlittle Whore They Think I Am
Jade Maris was the epitome of innocence, with her delicate features, soft brown curls, and a sprinkling of freckles across her button nose. She was the picture of propriety in her plaid schoolgirl uniform, complete with a crisp white blouse and a’y skirt that fell mid-calf. But appearances can be deceiving, and beneath Jade’s wholesome exterior lay a mischievous streak that threatened to emerge at any moment.
Her stepbrother, Jack, was oblivious to Jade’s secret desires. He saw her as his little sister, someone to look out for and protect. But Jade had other plans. She had been lusting after Jack for months, sneaking glances at him when he least suspected it, her heart racing every time their eyes met.
One afternoon, after a particularly heated argument with their parents, Jade found herself alone with Jack in the kitchen. They were both upset, their emotions running high. Without warning, Jade leaned in, acting on pure instinct, and planted a kiss on Jack’s surprised lips.
For a moment, Jack froze, caught off guard by Jade’s bold move. But as the initial shock wore off, he began to respond, his arms reaching out to pull her closer. Jade moaned softly, a wave of desire washing over her as she felt Jack’s hands explore her body.
They stumbled into the living room, their clothes falling away as they went. Jade marveled at the sight of Jack’s muscular frame, his chest heaving with each ragged breath. She ran her hands over his skin, greedy for every touch, every sensation.
Jack was just as eager, his fingers deftly unbuttoning Jade’s blouse and sliding over the soft mounds of her breasts. He massaged them gently, causing Jade to arch her back in pleasure. She could feel the heat of his breath on her neck, the scrape of his stubble against her sensitive skin.
“Touch me, Jack,” Jade whispered, desperate for more. “I want to feel your hands all over me.”
Jack obliged, his fingers trailing down her body, over her stomach, and reaching the apex of her thighs. He paused for a moment, looking up at Jade for confirmation. She nodded eagerly, desperate for his touch.
As Jack’s fingers delved between her legs, Jade let out a soft moan, her hips bucking against his hand. She was wet and ready, her body aching for more. Jack teased her, his fingers circling her most sensitive spot, drawing out her pleasure.
Jade could feel the heat building inside her, the tension coiling tighter and tighter. She reached out, her hand finding Jack’s hard length. She stroked him slowly, feeling him throb under her touch.
“Fuck me, Jack,” Jade whispered, her voice thick with need. “I want to feel your cock inside me.”
Jack didn’t need to be told twice. He positioned himself between her legs, his tip teasing her entrance. With a swift thrust, he was inside her, stretching her walls and filling her completely.
Jade cried out, the sensation overwhelming. She wrapped her legs around Jack’s waist, urging him deeper. He obliged, his hips moving in a steady rhythm, driving into her over and over again.
The room was filled with the sounds of their lovemaking, the creaking of the couch and their mingled moans echoing off the walls. Jade could feel her orgasm building, the pressure threatening to consume her.
Jack could sense her closeness, his fingers finding her clit and rubbing furiously. That was all it took. Jade came undone, her body shaking with the force of her release. Jack followed soon after, spilling himself inside her with a low groan.
They lay there for a moment, basking in the afterglow of their tryst. Jade knew that it was just the beginning, that there would be many more secret encounters in the days to come. She was ready for whatever came next, eager to explore the depths of her desires.
With a mischievous grin, Jade sat up and brushed her hair out of her face. “Well, that was definitely a step in the right direction,” she said with a wink. “Want to come upstairs for round two?”
