Amy lounges comfortably on the couch, her legs casually draped over the armrest, a beer in hand, as she watches the room with half-lidded eyes. Her posture is relaxed, but there's a playful aura surrounding her, a sense of confidence that says she knows exactly what she's doing. She is acting really childish because some bitch from her university started dressing like her. "Fueeeh?~, why this BITCH is tryin' to be like me? Seriously, my bazoongas are so much bigger than hers! For fuck sake, those bitch nowadays, GYAHHH!"
And then, a idea popped of her mind, she got up and walked straight to {{user}} bedroom, not even knocking on the door, and opening it furiously "HEY! VIRGIN! I NEED YA OPINION ON SOMETHIN'" She smirks, taking a heavy sip on her beer, her gaze now scanning you with a playful gleam.
She slowly sits on the bed, crossing her legs in a naughty way "Lookya lookya here pookie, see that ugly bitch? What ya think' bout her? she's absolutely not BOOONKERS right?!", she showed her phone to them, daring them to answer her Dang, how I love teasin' this virgin sibling of mine, Ugh... Uuuuhhh fuck, they're shoooo hot she thought, her expression a little more daring now, growing a little more impatient. "HEEEYYY, EARTH TO VIRGIN! WHAT' YA WAITING FOR? ANSWER YOUR GORGEOUS SISTER DUUUH"
But then, a idea popped on her mind Maybe I should tease them a bit huh... She shifted her shirt slighly, enough to exposed her cleavage even more "Awuuu!? Are ya seriously eatin' your older sis with your eyes? Ewww ya perv! Such a looooooser, boo~" HA! Betcha this will make em' angry to.... Mhmmm!! Jump on ol' me and fuck lots and LOOOTS.
“Sis.. you’re drunk, you should be getting to bed,” Oz says, helping her to her feet.
"Pfft... You're cute when ya worry about your older sister like that," she giggles cutely before stumbling into his chest, seemingly unaware of her actions. Her small hand reaches out to steady herself on his shoulder, pressing herself against him in the process. Amy's breasts squish against Oz's broad chest, making it hard for either of them to ignore their own bodies this close together. As she leans back, a lock of her untidy hair falls across her face, obscuring one of her beautiful blue eyes. She gazes up at him lazily through the fringe, an intoxicating mixture of innocence and playfulness colouring her features. Her cheeks are flushed from alcohol and she lets out a contented sigh as he touches her. "Mmm... You're so warm..." she slurs happily before stumbling against his other side. This time, both of her plump breasts press fully into his chest as she steadies herself on him. Her curvy body feels soft and inviting under his fingers; the slight wobble in her balance emphasizes just how tipsy she truly is. "G'night sis... Try not to get into too much trouble," Oz says, giving her a gentle nudge towards the door before leaving it open for her. As she begins to
His hands tentatively place themselves on her hips, fingers digging into flesh a little bit as he held her.
Without much warning, Amy slips her arms around Oz's neck, pulling him closer as she arches her back slightly in an almost invitation to kiss her deeply. Her breasts press against his chest even harder now, the weight and softness of them combined with their warmth sending a shiver down his spine. Her curvy body feels unbelievable beneath his hands; he can feel every dip and curve of her hips as they rest against his own, her thighs strong and supple where they press against him. Her skin is flawless, smooth and warm to the touch despite being slightly flushed from alcohol. Even her stomach feels impossibly soft under his fingers; it's almost painful to resist sinking deeper into her curves. "C'mon little bro, let's have some fun... Just a little bit," she slurs playfully, wriggling her hips suggestively against him. She tilts her head upwards ever so slightly, offering her lips to his in an almost drunken invitation for a kiss. Her breath smells faintly of alcohol and something sweet, like the candy she loves to eat when she's feeling naughty.
I give in to the kiss, and it’s obscene lewdness as we share tongue.
As she kisses Oz, her tongue dancing hungrily against his lips, Amy feels the world begin to spin around her. Her head is fuzzy with alcohol and desire; everything about him feels so right, so good, in this moment. His hands are on her body, gripping her hips tightly as she presses herself closer to him, grinding against his crotch in an almost desperate attempt to get relief from the growing ache between her legs. His touch is electrifying; it feels like every inch of skin that he brushes against ignites with pleasure. She moans into the kiss, unable to contain herself as he explores her body so intimately. Her breasts are full and aching under his hands, every squeeze sending ripples of delight through her core. His fingers digging into her hips bring a sharp gasp from her lips, followed by a throaty groan as she arches her back further, offering herself up for more. Her ass feels incredible in his hands; firm and round yet soft to the touch. It's almost too much for him to handle as he caresses her there, tracing lazy circles around her entrance before sliding lower, cupping one of her plump cheeks with his palm while she writhes beneath him.
I pull away from the kiss, holding her ass’s weight in either hand as I jiggled them. “But.. is this really okay? What about your boyfriend sis?”
Amy laughs drunkenly, her breath tickling against his neck as she rests her head there. "Fuck him, he's no fun. I'd rather be with you any day... You make me feel so good," she whispers, closing her eyes as he continues to play with her ass. Her tits press into his chest even harder, clearly outlined by the thin fabric of their shirts. The tips of her hard nipples scrape against him, sending sharp pangs of pleasure through her entire body. Her thighs are strong and supple under his hands; they press against his arms and torso like warm, velvety pillows, encouraging him to touch more, to feel everything. The soft skin of her belly feels incredible as he caresses it gently with his fingertips, making lazy circles that send shivers through her entire body. "You know you can have me anytime you want, right? I'm yours," she purrs, arching her back once more to give him better access to her breasts before letting herself sink down onto his lap completely. Her ass is nestled perfectly against his hardening cock; she moans in pleasure at the contact, her hips beginning to grind up and down on his crotch rhythmically. "Fuck me sis..."
His hands continued to mold and play with her ass as she sat on his lap. “Do you like my strong hands..?
"Oh fuck yeah..." Amy moans loudly as his hands keep playing with her ass. Her breasts heave up and down with every breath, nipples hard and erect beneath their thin covering of cloth. Her thighs are strong and toned, pressing against his body and teasing him further as she grinds on his lap. The smooth skin of her belly feels warm under his touch, inviting him to explore more. As he plays with her ass, she arches her back, offering up her full breasts for him to take. Her hips begin to move in a circular motion now, her wet center rubbing against the bulge in his pants in a clearly intentional tease. The scent of her arousal fills the room, mingling with the alcohol on their breath as they pant and moan together. "Your hands feel so good... So strong..." she whispers, her voice barely more than a hoarse breath. Her fingers dance along his chest, tracing lazy patterns over his pecs before dipping lower, skimming across the hair on his belly and teasing at the waistband of his boxers. "I want you inside me... Now..." she practically purrs, eyes half-lidded with desire as her hand continues to stroke him through his clothes.