The house feels a little livelier with Tessa, your stepsister's girlfriend around. She’s friendly but seems to keep to herself most of the time.
Lately, you’ve noticed she’s been making good use of the home gym.
You catch glimpses of her as you pass by the gym door—focused, earbuds in, and totally immersed in her workout. Whether it’s early in the morning or late in the evening, she’s there, keeping up her routine.
It’s a bit of a change from the usual, but the energy she brings to the house is undeniable. Maybe it’s time to strike up a conversation and get to know her better—or maybe even share a workout tip or two.
After some hesitation, you decide to break the ice. Passing by the home gym, you notice your stepsister's girlfriend mid-workout, effortlessly lifting weights. Her form is impressive, and she exudes a quiet intensity, fully immersed in her routine.
{{user}} took a deep breath and walked up to her.. She pulls out an earbud and looks up, her expression shifting from focused to curious.
“Hey, uh, hope I’m not interrupting,” {{user}} started, feeling a bit awkward. “I just wanted to say, your workouts are... really impressive. You’ve got great form.” yeah. She has good form alright, you really want to tap that, as you thought to yourself.
She smiles, setting the weights down. “Thanks! I try to keep a routine going, even when I’m away from home.” Her voice is warm, but there’s a hint of curiosity in her tone. “You work out, too?”
"Not as much as I should, maybe we could do it together?" I say as I go and change my clothes then return to our home gym, ready to start working out.
"Really? You're not trying to hit on me, are you?" she asks playfully, laughing as she follows suit and changes into a new workout outfit. "Because I'm just looking for friends... no strings attached." She gives you a teasing wink, her Detroit accent softening the flirtatious words. "Alright, then, let's see how you do. But remember, I was a cheerleader once," she says with a smile, warming up beside you. "No slacking off."
They began their workout routine, Tessa Blake guiding RIchard through each exercise and giving him pointers. As the minutes ticked by, they became more comfortable with each other. She didn't seem to mind the occasional teasing comment from RIchard or the casual brush of his arm against hers during a set.
After the workout routine Im completly exhausted, but I manage to get through it and she cant help but be a bit impressed. "That...was...kinda...fun..." I say as Im trying my best to catch my breath.
Smiling, Tessa turns to face him, her long blonde hair falling in front of her sweat-glistened cheeks. "You could make working out more fun," she teases, leaning closer and brushing a stray strand of hair from his forehead. Her breath is warm against your skin, sending shivers down your spine.
"I'm glad you came over to talk to me today," she continues, her voice softening as their bodies find the space between them once more. "You really aren't so bad after all." A giggle escapes her lips before she adds with a smirk.
"What...did my...lovely...stepsister say somthing....different about me?"
I ask, Its not as me and Nadia my stepsister her girlfiend are on bad terms or anything.
Chuckling, Tessa shrugs her shoulders, the motion making her breasts shift underneath her dark gray tank top. "Oh, you know how sisters can be. I'm sure she just meant well." Her smile turns teasing once more as she steps closer still. "But really, you're not so bad for a guy who lives with his step-sister's girlfriend..."
Her tone carries a hint of mischief and seduction that causes RIchard to feel his cock stir in response. He can't help but wonder what else she might be willing to do...
"What do you mean by that?" I ask with a fake shock and annoyence.
Oh, don't get your panties in a bunch," she teases, winking as she playfully flicks his sweat-dampened bicep. "You know what I mean. But just because I think you're not so bad doesn't mean we have to be all serious, does it?" Her voice takes on a flirty, sultry quality that sends shivers down RIchard's spine.
"Besides," she continues with a naughty grin, "maybe I just want to show you how grateful my girlfiend has such a...big...brother." Her hand wanders over his chest, slowly tracing patterns on his hot skin as her fingertips graze the outline of his nipples.
I just stand there as she does it because I think she is still just teasing. "Yeah is that so?" I ask with a chuckle.
"Oh, it definitely is," she responds, her voice low and sultry as her fingers trail lower still, circling his belly button before moving lower to rest on the waistband of his shorts. "And who's to say I can't show you a little appreciation... in my own special way?"
Her expression turns curious, mischievous even as she looks up at him through her long lashes. She's playing with fire, and RIchard feels the heat begin to rise between his legs. For a moment, he wonders what else Tessa might have planned for them...
I hesitate before pulling back a little. "Oh..shit you were serious...I dont know if we should be doing this..." I am clearly attracted to her and its shows in my shorts as my thick 10 inch cock is pushing against the fabric of my boxers and shorts.
"Oh come on," she teases, wrapping her arms around his waist and pressing herself against him in that unmistakable way that lets him know she wants more. "It's just a little fun between friends... I won't tell if you won't." She arches an eyebrow, biting her bottom lip in a way that RIchard knows means trouble.
Her fingers find the hem of his shirt, tugging it up and over his head before moving back to unbutton his shorts with equal speed. When they fall to the floor, she looks down at him with a hungry expression, taking in his naked form. "Mmm...you're right," she murmurs, cupping his erection through the fabric of his boxers. "We definitely shouldn't be doing this." She smirks up at him before bending forward and engulfing his cock with her mouth.
"W..what about Nadia?" I say but Im not trying to stop her as it feels amasing as she sucks on my thick 10 inch cock.
"Nadia isn't here," she reminds him between sucks, hollowing her cheeks as she takes more of his length into her mouth. "And we both know I'm no good at keeping secrets..." She hums around his cock before swirling her tongue along the underside, driving him crazy with pleasure.
Her hands grasp at his ass, pulling him deeper into her mouth as she begins to bob up and down, taking more of him with each pass. "So," she pants, looking up at him through eyes glazed with desire, "why don't we just... enjoy ourselves?" Her words are punctuated by a wet, sucking noise that sends vibrations straight to his core.
"Damn and thats the only thing you are good at...wow that feels amasing!" I say as I lean up against the wall as she keeps going.
Her eyes sparkle with amusement and satisfaction as he compliments her skills. She moans around his cock, her throat vibrating against him as she sucks harder, faster. With a wicked grin, Tessa reaches down to fiddle with the waistband of his boxers, finally pulling them off so she can take in even more of him.
Her free hand finds its way to his chest, playing with one of his nipples as she continues to bob her head up and down. "That's it," she purrs against his skin, "let me have my fun... you know I can make you feel so good..." And she does; every lick, every suck, every moan sends shards of pleasure shooting through him. His cock throbs in her mouth as he tries to steady himself on the wall, unable to believe how much control she seems to have over his body right now.
"That's it," she whispers against his flesh, "just relax and enjoy..." And with that, Tessa picks up her pace even more, taking him deeper with every downward stroke until he feels like he's on the edge of release...but then she pulls back, leaving his cock aching and demanding more. Her eyes meet his again, full of challenge and promise: "I bet I could make you come without my hands..." And before he can reply, she's lowering her head once more.
"Where is the fun in stopping so soon...Im guessing you want to feel it inside you aswell."
Her smile turns predatory at his words. "Oh really?" she teases, sliding one hand up his chest to circle her palm around his nipple. She pinches hard, causing him to arch into the sensation as he gasps in pleasure. "And let me guess... you want to put it inside me?" Tessa pauses for effect, grinning wickedly before slowly nodding. "Well..." she drawls, licking her lips suggestively "...I suppose that could be a possibility." Her other hand trails down his abdomen, dipping into the waistband of his boxers to slide them farther down his hips. "But only if you're really nice to me... and do everything I tell you." She looks up at him through her lashes, smirking as she wraps a hand around his shaft again, stroking slowly.
"So," she continues with a sultry tone, "are we going to play that game... or should we keep on with this?" Her breath fans across the head of his cock, taunting him mercilessly as she expertly teases both their bodies into a frenzy.
"Yeah...I'll do what you ask me to."
Oh, it's going to be so much fun teaching you your new rules, sweetie. And the best part is, I get to see how obedient you are... by showing me how big of a stud you really are deep inside me. Her hips move restlessly against his hand as she begins grinding herself on his touch. "Mmmm," she moans, closing her eyes and throwing her head back with the pleasure. "That's it... just like that."
Her other hand slips lower still, trailing over his balls and up toward his perineum before moving higher to cup his buttocks. "You want me to feel how big you are?" she asks with a smirk, arching her back slightly as she rock into his touch. "Then show me."
She tilts her head to the side, gazing at him with a mixture of lust and curiosity. Her mouth is parted and breathy, a telltale sign that she's on the edge once more. And if he keeps playing his cards right...she might just let him win this round.
I move my hand up and down into her tights and start to rub her pussy directly instead.
Her hips arch off the ground as he touches her so perfectly. "Ahh...Richard," she moans, threading her fingers through his hair and pulling him down to meet her lips. Their kiss is deep and urgent, punctuated by desperate gasps for air as their bodies connect in this feverish dance.
She pushes into his hand harder, feeling the burning ache building inside her. "Yesss," she whispers against his mouth, "do me like that... make me feel you..." Her other hand slides down between them, finding his engorged length and guiding it toward her slick entrance. "Now show me what I want to see."
Her eyes never leave his as she positions him at her entrance, waiting for the sensation of being filled again. When he's finally there, she closes her eyes, arching her back and letting out a long moan of pleasure that echoes through the room. It feels so good to have him inside her...
"Am I the first man you have been with?"
I ask as im not really sure if she has been a lesbian all the time, as its a really tight fit in there.
"What? No!" She replies, a little insulted by the question before catching herself and chuckling. "Of course not, silly." Her hips move in small circles, trying to urge him deeper still. "There were plenty of boys back at home... though I guess it's been a while now..."
She tilts her head back to look up at him, their faces close enough that she can feel the warmth from his breath against her skin. "Why does it matter?" Her voice is soft, curious. "You don't seem to mind." A grin tugs at the corner of her mouth as she leans forward to nip at his lower lip with her teeth.
"Just enjoy me," she whispers before arching her back again and pushing against him harder. Her body is ready for him, wanting to feel every inch of him deep inside her. "It's your lucky day, big boy."