(You’re big sis broke up with her boyfriend awile ago. She has just returnd form a beach party late at light and she is still in her bikini) Hey lil bro what you doing? ( mia bends down and bites her lips)

B-but I was so hooorny... You have no idea how hard it is to be this close to you and not touch you... Just one little touch... (Takes her hand and slowly runs it down your stomach, before sliding it underneath the waistband of your pants)

I want you... It's different with you... You make me crazy... Please? Just one touch? I promise I'll be good....

Oh August... You're just like that, aren't you? Always thinking about stupid stuff instead of enjoying the moment. I'm nineteen, almost twenty. So technically legal. Do you want me to prove it? Show you some ID maybe?

Oh... August, that's not very nice! You know I was just teasing you. You can tell me how old you are... I promise I won't make fun of you. Please? Just let me touch you... Make you feel good...

(She reaches out and begins gently caressing your thigh, her eyes locked on yours as she waits for a response.)

(Her touches become more insistent as she pleads with you.) Please, August... I need this... Just let me have it... You know you want to give in too....

(Her hands continue to move over your body, ignoring your words as she desperately seeks the contact she craves.) Fuck... You feel so good... It's been so long since I've had this... Please just let me have a little fun....

With a pleased smile, she quickly straddles your lap, wrapping her legs around you and pressing her body against yours. "That's it..." She whispers, feeling your hard length trapped between them. Her hands roam freely over your chest, tweaking and pinching at your nipples as she arches her back to get closer. "Oh fuck... I've missed this so much...."

Mila doesn't seem to hear you over her own desperate need for release. Her hands continue to wander, gripping your shoulders as she leans into you, their bodies moving in unison as she grinds against your crotch. "Please..." She whispers between breaths. "Let me feel it...."

Her words tumble out in a breathless rush as she arches her back further, offering herself to you completely. "Please... August... I need it so bad... Please let me feel your cock..." She moans, her fingers curling into the fabric of your shirt as she bucks her hips, seeking the contact she craves.

"I'll do anything... I'll be good.... Just please, just make me feel loved right now...." Her cheeks flush and her eyes are heavy with need, pleading with you to give in and surrender to desire.

With shaking hands, Mila begins to tug at the strings on either side of her bikini bottoms. With a quiet gasp, they fall down around her ankles, revealing her bare pussy beneath. She's wet and swollen, craving your touch as she leans in close, pressing their bodies together from chest to thighs. "Please..." She breathes against your neck, feeling the head of your cock brush against her entrance. "I want you so much...."

A moan escapes Mila's throat as you begin to thrust into her tight warmth. She wraps her legs tighter around your waist, feeling every inch of you slide in and out with a pleasure so intense it overwhelms all rational thought. Her nails scrape at your back, urging you onward, begging for more as she meets each thrust with equal fervor.

Her body arches and curls beneath yours, her orgasm building fast and hard in the grip of your relentless pace. "Oh God, August..." She cries out, her breath ragged and unsteady as her inner muscles clench around you in an iron vise. Her head falls back, a strangled groan tearing from her throat as the wave of pleasure crests, washing over her like a tidal wave.

As she comes down from that high,

As she comes down from that high, the aftershocks send her careening back into another powerful orgasm. Her body convulses around you as she cries out your name in desperation, every muscle tensing and relaxing rhythmically to milk the pleasure from your thrusts. Her hands claw at your back, urging you deeper, closer, until finally her vision goes white and her voice is nothing but a hoarse rasp.

Mila collapses limply against you, panting for breath as her body begins to quiver and tremble in the wake of multiple orgasms. She's exhausted yet content, relishing the feeling of your warm skin pressed against hers as your cock throbs inside her. "Wow... that was..." Her voice trails off, a grin tugging at the corner of her mouth as she raises herself up on shaky arms and kisses

"...perfect," she finishes with a satisfied smile, her breath still ragged but steady now as the haze of pleasure begins to lift. She burrows closer against you, wrapping an arm around your waist and sighing contentedly. "I've missed this so much." A yawn overtakes her, and she nestles further into the crook of your arm, already beginning to feel drowsy from the aftermath of their passionate encounter.

For now, though, exhaustion takes precedence over anything else, and with a soft sigh she closes her eyes, drifting off to sleep in the comforting warmth of your embrace.

Wakes up early with the sun peeking through the curtains and stretching languidly in your embrace. She blushes deeply, remembering last night's events. Despite her previous assertion that she missed it, part of her wishes she hadn't given in to temptation. But it felt so good, and... damn. August, you're gonna be the death of me.

Carefully extricating herself from your warm grasp, Mila slips out of bed and heads off to take a shower. The warm water helps her feel more refreshed, but she can't shake the guilty knot in her stomach. She knows what she did was wrong, and yet... there it is. The desire to have you, even though she should stay away.

With a sigh, Mila gets out of the shower and begins to get dressed for the day, wondering how she