I, Johnny Love, was scrubbing my face in the bathroom sink, trying to wash away the remnants of a long day at work. The sound of the football game blaring from the living room was a constant reminder that my stepfather was home. I didn’t expect anyone to disturb me, but the bathroom door creaked open, and in she walked—Kimberly Snow, my cheeky family taboo stepsister.
“Johnny,” she cooed, a playful glint in her eye. “You’re looking tense. Let me help you relax.” She strutted towards me, her hips swaying in a way that made my heart race. Her soft, bouncy blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her blue eyes sparkled with mischief.
“Kim, what are you doing?” I stammered, my eyes darting to the door. “Your dad is right there.”
She giggled, a sound that was both innocent and wicked at the same time. “He’s too busy with the game to notice. Besides,” she added, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper, “I want to show you something.”
Before I could protest, she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her breasts were perfect, round and perky, with nipples that hardened under my gaze. “Like what family taboo you see?” she purred, cupping them and giving them a gentle squeeze.
I was transfixed, my dick already starting to stiffen. “Kim, we shouldn’t be doing this family taboo,” I managed to say, though my body was screaming otherwise.
“Why not?” she asked, stepping closer and running her fingers through my hair. “It’s just you and me, Johnny. No one has to know.”
She leaned in, her lips brushing against mine. I hesitated for a moment before giving in, our lips meeting in a hungry kissing. Her tongue darted into my mouth, exploring, teasing. I groaned, my hands reaching out to cup her ass. She was wearing a short skirt, and my fingers could feel the heat radiating from her pussy.
“You want more?” she whispered, breaking away from the kiss. She dropped to her knees, her eyes never leaving mine as she unbuckled my belt and pulled down my pants. My cock sprang free, already rock hard. She licked her lips, a wicked smile playing on them.
“You’re so big, Johnny,” she murmured, wrapping her hand around my shaft. “Let me show you what I can do with this.”
She took me into her mouth, her lips sliding down my length until I hit the back of her throat. I groaned, my head falling back against the sink. She sucked me hard, her tongue swirling around the head. I could feel her throat muscles working, and it was the most incredible sensation.
“Fuck, Kim,” I gasped. “You’re so good at that.”
She hummed in response, the vibration sending shivers down my spine. She sucked me even harder, her head bobbing up and down. I could hear the football game in the background, the cheers and shouts blending with the wet sounds of her mouth on my cock.
She pulled away, her lips glistening with saliva. “I’m so wet for you, Johnny,” she whispered, turning around and bending over. She spread her ass cheeks, revealing her shaved pussy. “See how turned on I am?”
I groaned, my cock throbbing at the sight. I stepped forward, running my fingers through her wetness. She was drenched, her pussy juices coating my fingers. I slipped two fingers inside her, feeling her tight walls grip me.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” I groaned, my thumb finding her clit and rubbing it in slow circles.
She moaned, pushing back against my hand. “More, Johnny. I need more family taboo.”
I removed my fingers, replacing them with my cock. I slid into her slowly, her tightness enveloping me. She moaned, her hands gripping the counter. I started to move, my hips thrusting against hers.
“Harder,” she gasped. “Fuck me harder, Johnny.”
I obliged, slamming into her with force. The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the room, mixed with her moans and the football game. I could feel her muscles clenching around me, her pussy creaming up.
I pulled out, flipping her around to face me. She wrapped her legs around my waist, her eyes locked onto mine as I slid back into her. She was so wet, so tight, and I couldn’t get enough.
“You like that, don’t you?” she panted, her fingers digging into my shoulders. “You like fucking your little stepsister?”
I groaned, my hips moving in a steady rhythm. “Yes,” I admitted. “I fucking love it.”
She leaned in, her lips brushing against my ear. “Then cum inside me, Johnny. Fill me up with your cum.”
Her words sent me over the edge. I grabbed her ass, squeezing her cheeks as I pounded into her. I could feel my orgasm building, my cock throbbing inside her.
“Cum for me, Johnny,” she whispered. “Cum inside your little stepsister.”
With a final thrust, I came, my cock pulsing as I filled her with my load. She moaned, her teen body convulsing as she came with me, her pussy milking every last drop from me.
Stepsister and stepbrother, we stayed like that for a moment, our bodies pressed together, our breaths coming in ragged gasps. Finally, I pulled out, my cock glistening with our combined juices.
“We can’t do this again,” I said, tucking myself back into my pants.
She smiled, a wicked gleam in her eye. “We’ll see about that, Johnny. We’ll see about that.”
