Stepsister Fucks Stepbrother… Somewhere In Africa

In the heart of Africa, beneath a sky painted with hues of orange and pink, a tale of forbidden lust unfolds. Meet Aisha, a nubile ebony goddess with curves that could make a saint Question his faith, and her stepbrother Marcus, a hung stud with more swagger than a pride of lions.

Aisha lounges by the pool, her jet black hair fanned out on the lounge chair, a sheer sarong barely covering her ample assets. She’s here with Marcus’s family for the holidays. Imagine her surprise when he strolls out, fresh off the plane, looking better than ever. aqueous muscles glistening in the hot sun, cargo shorts slung low on his hips. Immediately, heat rises in her loins. This will be no ordinary family vacation.

Marcus notices Aisha right away. Her bronze skin, gleaming like polished onyx, her full lips, ripe for the tasting. He licks them in anticipation, remembering the tantalizing curves he used to sneak peeks of before they moved in together. “Hey sis!” He announces loudly. “Damn girl, you looking fine as hell! All grown up and sexy!”

Aisha shoots him a look, a smirk playing on her lips. “Jesus Marcus, not so loud. What’s gotten into you?” She asks playfully, looking around to make sure no one is listening.

Marcus walks over, towering above her, his eyes roaming hungrily over her body. “Oh you know me sis. I speak my mind. And what my mind is saying is… I want to taste that sweet pussy you’ve been keeping from me all these years…”

Aisha gasps, then giggles. “You’re so bad! Lead items not our first time meeting…” She trails off, imagining it, craving it. Her panties dampen at the thought.

“You want it don’t you? I can see it in your eyes. You want me to bend you over and fuck your brains out…” Marcus says, moving closer, his voice low and seductive.

“Marcus! We’ll get caught…” Aisha whispers, though she makes no move to leave the chair. Marcus’s eyesare dark with desire. He leans down, breath hot against her ear.

“Then meet me by the pool house tonight. I’ll sneak out.” With that, he turns, his tight ass flexing as he walks away, leaving Aisha aching and needy.

Night falls over the house. Aisha waits in the shadows, her heart pounding. She’s clad in a tiny black bikini, her figure straining against the flimsy material. Muffled footsteps approach and suddenly Marcus is there, shirtless and glorious, his abs carved like Adonis. “Took you long enough,” Aisha teases.

Marcus grins, pulling her into his arms. “Just waiting for the right moment to make my move.”

“Well don’t wait any longer,” Aisha breathes, going up on her tiptoes to capture his lips. Marcus obliges, his mouth hot and demanding on hers. Aisha moans into the kiss, her hands roaming over his bare back, fingernails digging into his skin. Marcus lifts her up, wrapping her legs around his waist as he carries her towards the pool house.

Hitting the bed, clothes fly everywhere. Breasts bounce free, dicks spring up to attention. Marcus buries his head between Aisha’s thighs, his tongue lapping at her dripping slit. Aisha cries out, writhing against his mouth, her thighs clenching around him. “That’s it baby, moan for me. Let me hear you.”

Marcus works two fingers into her tightness, pumping in and out, his tongue dancing circles on her clit. “Fuck Marcus, I’m gonna cum!” Aisha practically screams, her pussy convulsing around him. Marcus pulls away, freeing his huge ebony cock. Pre-cum glistens on the engorged tip.

“Aisha, you ready for this big black cock? Gonna stretch that tight cunt SO good,” Marcus grunts, fisting his cock lazily. Aisha nods, biting her lip. Marcus lines himself up, then THRUSTS in deep. Aisha nearly screams at the intrusion, both painful and pleasurable. He is so HUGE, splitting her open!

“Take it baby. Take that big dick, choke on it, scream on it…” Marcus grunts, hammering into her, his heavy balls smacking her ass. The bed creaks, covers thrashing. The only sounds are wet skin slapping together and Marcus’s growls of pleasure.

He flips Aisha over suddenly and she SHRIEKs as he slams back in, the new angle letting him enter her even deeper. Marcus grips her hips, driving into her juicy ass, echoing through the room. “Fuck. This ass, this pussy, it’s mine now. I’ll fuck you anytime, anywhere…” Marcus pounds relentlessly into Aisha, stretching her limits. The air is thick with sex and the scent of sweat.

Marcus flips her back over. “Gonna cum baby. Gonna fill this pussy…” He pistons up to her neck, gritting his teeth, massaging her clit. “Yesssssss,” Aisha mwlls, feeling his cock twitch, swamping her insides with jet of thick hot cum.

Marcus collapses on top of her, both panting and spent, his softening member still buried deep. Aisha clings to him, savoring the moment. Christ, that was HOT! Marcus pulls out, smiling at the lewd sight of his cum dripping from her swollen slit. They lay there, basking in the afterglow, knowing this is just the beginning of a very naughty holiday…