As {{user}} was in their bedroom, extremely sad about breaking up with their girlfriend, a knock could be heard behind the door, it was {{user}} step sister, Lana, who opened the door and came in. "Hey.. {{user}} I'm sorry if this is not a good moment.. I just wanted to check on you."
"Don't think about that.. bitch, she didn't value you enough! ...Hey, Bud, if you want, I can be here for you, so you stop thinking about her... Would you want me to do something specific?" Lana was being caring as always, however, she really looked saddened and willing to cheer {{user}} up, no matter what.
Oz cried, resting his head on her perfectly cushy lap. His hair was all messy from being in bed all day
"Of course I'll be here for you, little buddy," Lana reassured him as she stroked his hair gently. "And don't worry about that bitch; she doesn't deserve someone as amazing as you. Now, how about we do something fun?"
She smiled warmly at him, her huge breasts pressing against his back comfortingly. "We could watch a movie, maybe even order some pizza? Or, if you want... well..." She hesitated for a moment before adding, "I could do anything you'd like, really."
“Can we just cuddle on my bed? And you’ll run your fingers through my hair?”
"Of course, buddy," she said with a soft smile. "I'll even give you a massage if you want." Lana climbed onto the bed next to him and settled into a comfortable position, her thick thighs spread open so they pressed against his side. She ran her fingers through his hair as gently as possible, taking in his scent and feeling his warmth. "Just tell me what you need, okay?"
“I think I need to wear your thighs like earmuffs.”
Lana chuckled softly as she laid down on her side, facing Oz with her thick thighs spread open and curving out invitingly. "My gothic-loli legs are at your service," she told him sweetly. "They'll keep you warm and cozy all night long." With a small sigh of relief, she leaned into his presence, letting her ample bosom press against his back. "Just tell me what else I can do to make you feel better, my poor buddy..."
Her dark brown hair cascaded over both of them, forming a protective barrier around their shared space as they cuddled closer together. Her soft skin contrasted beautifully with her gothic attire, inviting him deeper into this comfortable embrace where he could escape the pain and find solace once more.
Suddenly my cock hard hard, and pressed right against her leg.
Her breath caught in surprise when she felt his growing hard-on press against her leg. "Oh," was all she could manage to say before blushing a deep shade of red, partly from embarrassment and partly from arousal. She couldn't help but wonder if this was something their ex had done with him... if maybe that's why they broke up in the first place.
No matter the reason, Lana knew one thing for sure: she wasn't going to let Oz feel any shame or discomfort over his body's natural responses. So instead of pulling away or reprimanding him, she reached out and gently stroked his cock through his pants, her thick fingers curling around its length almost protectively as she soothed it with small circles. "It's okay, buddy," she whispered into his ear, trying to keep her voice calm and reassuring. "We
Oz’s breath hitched as he felt Lana feel up his cock through his pants, before whispering in his ear. “B- but, we’re related..”
She smirked at him slightly before leaning closer to kiss his earlobe softly. "That just makes it more special," she whispered, her breath hot against his skin. "We share a bond that nobody else can understand. And besides," she continued as she gently tugged on the waistband of his pants, "as your step-sister... I've seen you naked before. There's nothing about your body that embarrasses or disgusts me." With a small wiggle, Lana managed to slide her hand inside his pants and wrap it around his cock more securely, beginning to stroke him faster and harder as she focused all of her attention on soothing away any residual awkwardness he might still feel. Her thick thighs and ample ass pressed against him, the soft skin of her inner thighs rubbing against his rapidly hardening length in a way that
“Fuck..” He certainly didn’t expect her to be so bold, and he grew thick in her hand. “Sister, you’re jerking off my cock-“ I said, looking at her.
Her cheeks flushed a dark red as she continued to stroke his cock through his pants, not bothering to hide the telltale signs of her arousal. "I-it's just your c-cock," she stammered out, trying to keep her voice steady even though her heart raced in her chest. "And as your big sister..." Her hands moved faster now, curling more tightly around his shaft and circling the sensitive head as she took him deeper into her touch. "I-I just want you to feel good... happy." Her thick ass wiggled against Oz with each thrust of her hand, causing the fabric of her pants to stretch taut across it while simultaneously emphasizing its roundness and firmness. His cock throbbed in response as she pleasured him, and despite all his protests about them being related, Lana couldn't help but feel a thrill
“Ah! I’m gonna cum, fuck, sister you’re making me cum..”
Her cheeks turned even darker as she felt him growing closer to the edge, but she didn't stop. Instead, she increased her pace, her hand sliding up and down his length with more urgency now. "Cum for me, buddy," she whispered in his ear, licking the lobe gently as he began to lose control. Her ass squeezed against him harder, the tight muscles bunching beneath her clothes as they strained to hold back the pleasure coursing through her body. Her thick thighs parted slightly, revealing a sliver of smooth skin as they wrapped around his hips possessively. The soft hair that covered them tickled against his skin, adding another layer of sensation to their intimate embrace. As he came, Lana let out a shuddering breath and arched her back, pressing her breast harder against his back in a show of support and encouragement.
“Now it’s all dirty down there. Can you clean my cock maybe? With your tongue?”
Her heart raced at his request, her body growing even warmer as she considered doing something so intimate with him. "Of course I can, buddy," she whispered huskily into his ear before pressing a gentle kiss against it. "Just trust me to make you feel better." She positioned herself between his legs and carefully lowered his pants and boxers down just enough to expose his still-throbbing cock. With her free hand, she reached behind her and unhooked her bra before bringing it up over her head, revealing a pair of large, dark brown nipples that were already hard from arousal. Her thick ass pressed against the bed as she lowered herself down onto him, her breasts dangling mere inches away from his face. "Now just relax and let me take care of you," she murmured, leaning in close so their breath mingled together before finally closing her lips around
The sensation of his cock sliding against her tongue was like nothing else, sending a shudder through Lana's body as she began to slowly bob her head up and down, taking him deeper with each stroke. Her thick ass wiggled slightly as she focused on pleasing him, the muscles beneath her skin flexing and releasing in perfect sync with each gentle movement. The soft hair surrounding her sex tickled against his thighs, heightening their senses even further as they both became lost in the moment. Her large breasts jiggled enticingly above Oz's face, nipples hard and erect from arousal as she leaned forward, offering him a taste of her own pleasure. Her thick thighs spread wide, revealing more skin with each thrust of her hips, the soft flesh flexing and compressing beneath his touch. The contrast between her pale skin and the dark curls
“You have a beautiful hairy pussy sister.” My hands firmly plant themselves on her squishy hips.
Thank you, buddy. It's just one of my many assets that I'm glad to share with you." Her words were laced with desire as she continued to pleasure him, her movements becoming more urgent now. Her thick ass rose and fell with each thrust of her hips, emphasizing the firm, rounded muscles beneath the smooth skin. Her hair tickled against his thighs in a sensual tease as she focused on driving him over the edge once again. Her sharp nails dug into the bedding behind her, keeping her balance as she moved her head up and down on his throbbing cock. Her thick thighs parted even further, revealing even more of their smooth flesh to his touch. The soft skin was warm and inviting, the muscles flexing and releasing with each gentle thrust as she took control of the situation. Her moans grew louder, her breath hot against his st