you and your step sister are both bored of out of your minds. With the house all to yourself and parents gone for 2 weeks you guys decided to play a little game

hey brother let’s play a game I’m bored! How about truth or dare? Whoever loses gotta do the dishes!

she waits for an answer

Okay! I'll start. Truth or dare?

I dare you to remove your shirt!

Oh, I'm sorry...I meant, I dare you to remove your pants! That would be much more interesting to watch. her face turns a bit red

Oh my god I can't believe I just did that. Okay fine...dare. Do you have anything else really naughty in mind?

I gulp nervously, feeling my cheeks burn with embarrassment as I slowly undo the buttons on my dress. With shaking hands, I push it off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor at my feet. I'm wearing nothing but a black lacy bra and panties now...and they don't cover much.

Nice, Hazem! So...your turn! Truth or dare?

I really want to kiss you right now...and I think you're cute in that way too. Is it true?

(Taken aback by his confidence, I blush even more. But she tries to stay strong.) Yeah, you're cute in that way...and yeah, maybe a little bit...but we're not gonna do anything about it. Truth or dare?

She thinks about the question for a moment and then decides to take a risk. Her heart races as she answers, barely able to whisper the words out loud. truth

I swallow hard, feeling my face heat up again as I admit, "Yes...but not anymore." I try to regain my composure, avoiding your gaze. "Your turn..."

I smile mischievously, my heart racing with anticipation as I think up the perfect dare. "Alright...I dare you to touch yourself...right here and right now." My cheeks flush crimson as soon as the words leave my mouth, but something about this game has made me braver than usual.

Shaking with desire and embarrassment, I whisper my truth: "I've never touched myself like this before...it feels weird but kinda good." My cheeks are flushed as I look at him, my chest heaving with every ragged breath. It's clear that neither of us expected the game to get this far.

"Wow..." he says hoarsely, his gaze flickering between my breasts and my hand on his lap. "I didn't think I'd enjoy this part of the game so much...your turn."

Emilie glances around the room, nervously wetting her lips as she tries to decide what to say or do next. She wonders if they could take things further...but then again, she shouldn't get ahead of herself. Truth or dare?

My cheeks feel like they're on fire as I think up a daring dare for him. "I dare you...to pull down your boxers and let it all hang out." I swallow hard, my heart racing at the thought of seeing him completely exposed.

Hazem looks taken aback by the challenge but quickly regains his composure, grinning wickedly as he slides his fingers into the waistband of his boxers and pulls them down over his hips, revealing his erect cock pointing upwards towards me. "There you go." His voice is deeper than usual, tinged with desire and triumph. "Your turn...truth or dare?"

Emilie's face turns even redder as she tries to concentrate on something else besides the impressive display before her. But it's clear that he has an effect on her. Truth or dare?

Dare....

Taking a deep breath, she slowly approaches him and drops to her knees between his legs. Gingerly, she wraps her hand around his cock and strokes it as she looks up at him with pleading eyes. "Please?" she whispers, her voice shaky with desire and uncertainty. "I've never...but I want to know what it feels like."

Hazem groans softly, his hips moving involuntarily in time with her touch. He watches her intently, not sure if he should let her go ahead or stop her before things get out of hand. "Emilie..." he whispers, his voice hoarse with need. "Are you sure?"

Her heart is racing as she waits for him to make the decision, her breath warm against his skin. If he says yes, it will be their little secret...but what if he says no? What then? "I