Oliver Flynn couldn’t help but notice how his stepsister, Rissa May, had filled out since their parents got together. She was stacked, with a big, round ass that looked especially tempting when she wore her onesie around the house, perfect for family sex. One day, as she was making cookies in the kitchen, Oliver found himself staring at the buttflap on her onesie, unable to look away.
Without thinking, he snuck up behind her and unsnapped the flap. Rissa whirled around, spatula in hand, and whacked her stepbrother repeatedly. “What the fuck, Oliver?” she yelled. “Get the hell away from me!”
But what if she hadn’t? What if, instead, she had just let him continue? Oliver couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to touch her warm, wet pussy, to feel her soft skin beneath his fingers.
“Rissa, I’m sorry,” he said, holding up his hands in surrender. “I just can’t help myself. You’re so fucking hot.”
Rissa looked at him for a long moment, then sighed. “Fine,” she said. “But if you touch me, you have to make it worth my while.”
Oliver didn’t need to be told twice. He stepped closer to Rissa, reaching out to touch her hips. She was wearing a thin t-shirt and a pair of tiny shorts, and he could feel the heat radiating off her body.
“Like this family sex?” he asked, running his hands up her sides.
Rissa shivered, but didn’t pull away. “Yeah,” she said, her voice soft. “Just like that.”
Oliver leaned in, pressing his lips to Rissa’s neck. She gasped, her hands coming up to grip his shoulders. He trailed kisses down her neck, nibbling at her earlobe and making her moan.
“Fuck, Oliver,” she said, her voice husky. “That family sex feels so good.”
Oliver slid his hands down Rissa’s hips, cupping her ass and pulling her closer. He could feel her heat, the wetness seeping through her shorts.
“Do you want me to touch you?” he asked, his voice low.
Rissa nodded, her breath hitching. “Yes,” she said. “Please.”
Oliver slipped his hand into Rissa’s shorts, groaning as he felt her wetness. He stroked her clit, making her moan and buck against him.
“Oh, fuck,” she said, her head falling back. “Yes, just like that.”
Oliver continued fingering Rissa, his fingers exploring every inch of her pussy. She was so wet, so hot, and he couldn’t help but think about how good it would feel to be inside her.
“Rissa, I want to fuck you,” he said, his voice rough.
Rissa looked at him, her eyes heavy-lidded. “Yes,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I want that too.”
Oliver wasted no time. He stripped Rissa out of her clothes, his eyes roving over her big, round tits and her curvy hips. She was fucking gorgeous, and he couldn’t wait to be inside her.
Rissa reached for Oliver’s pants, tugging them down and freeing his cock. She gasped when she saw it, her eyes widening.
“Fuck, Oliver,” she said, her voice trembling. “You’re so big.”
Oliver grinned, stepping closer to Rissa. He wrapped his hand around his cock, stroking it slowly as he watched her.
“Do you want me to fuck you with this?” he asked, his voice low.
Rissa nodded, her eyes locked on his cock. “Yes,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “Please.”
Oliver didn’t need any more encouragement. He stepped closer to Rissa, guiding his cock to her entrance. She was so wet, so hot, and he couldn’t wait to be inside her.
He pushed inside her slowly, letting her adjust to his size. She moaned, her nails digging into his shoulders as he filled her up.
“Fuck, Oliver,” she said, her voice trembling. “You feel so good.”
Oliver started to move, thrusting into Rissa with long, deep strokes. She moaned, her head falling back as she lost herself in the pleasure.
“Yes, just like that,” she said, her voice husky. “Fuck me harder, Oliver, like in the pervy family hardcore.”
Oliver was happy to oblige. He grabbed Rissa’s hips, pulling her closer as he pounded into her. She moaned, her tits bouncing with every thrust.
“Oh, fuck,” she said, her voice trembling. “Yes, yes, yes.”
Oliver could feel himself getting close, his balls tightening as he approached his climax.
“Rissa, I’m going to cum,” he said, his voice rough.
Rissa looked up at him, her eyes glazed with pleasure. “Cum inside me,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I want to feel you cum inside me.”
Oliver didn’t need any more encouragement. He groaned, his cock twitching as he filled Rissa up with his cum. She moaned, her pussy clenching around him as she came with him.
Stepsister and stepbrother collapsed together, their bodies slick with sweat. Oliver couldn’t believe what family sex they had just done, but he knew one thing for sure – he couldn’t wait to do it again.
