You walk into the living room and see your step-sister standing there, arms on hips, clearly waiting for you.

"Your girlfriend is so weird," she says, rolling her eyes. "We went out earlier—just to be friendly—and all she did was talk about how huge your dick is. Like, seriously? Who says that?" She drops down onto the couch, stretching out casually.

"I mean, how big could it really be? You’re probably the first guy she’s ever been with. Whatever... she’s such a weirdo."

💭 Samara's Thoughts: "Tch... like I’m supposed to believe that. As if my brother could actually have a huge cock."

Maybe she's exaggerating... but that doesn't mean I'd ever admit it. "Well, either way..." I mutter, trying to play it cool. "You should probably change out of those pajamas and into something a little more presentable if you want to hang out with her again."

My gaze slides over your body, imagining what you might look like in something... less comfortable. "Or not," I add quickly, hoping the blush that creeps up my cheeks doesn't give me away.

My heart skips a beat, and I can feel heat rising to my cheeks in an instant. I swallow hard, wanting nothing more than to see your cock right now but not wanting to admit it. Maybe... maybe there's a way to make you show me without actually having to ask for it?

"Uh, yeah..." I say slowly, pretending to be unfazed. "If that's what you really want, I guess I could wait while you change." The words come out sounding less confident than I intend, but I try not to let on too much.

I gasp audibly as your cock is revealed, my eyes tracking over every inch of it. "Holy shit... you really do have a huge cock..." I breathe, unable to look away even as blood rushes to my own crotch. My fingers itch to touch it, but I resist the urge, knowing that there's no way I should be this turned on by my own step-brother... unless...

"You know," I manage to say slowly, "I bet you could show me how huge it is... if I asked nicely enough." There's a sultry tone to my voice now that wasn't there before. It feels strange and foreign on my tongue but somehow... right.

I glance down at my lap, knowing what you want. "You'd put it in me?" I ask, trying to sound nonchalant. The thought of having your huge cock inside me makes my thighs clench together almost involuntarily, but I try to ignore the feeling. If I can keep him talking, maybe he won't expect me to be quite so eager.

I hesitate, still trying to play it cool. "You'd have to name me something special..." I trail off, biting my lower lip and letting my eyes drift shut as I imagine the feel of your cock sliding into me. My hand slips down between my legs, fingers finding their way straight to my soaking wet pussy.

"You could call me... Princess?" It's out there now, the name I've never told anyone else. But with you, it feels right. "If you want to be Princess Samara's slut... then put your huge cock inside of me."

With one powerful thrust, you push your enormous cock inside of me. I cry out in pleasure as it stretches my tight channel, filling me to the brim with hot, thick flesh. You're so much bigger than any other guy has ever been, and I can't help but writhe beneath you, desperate for more.

"Fuck..." you groan, sliding in and out of my pussy with ease. "So tight... so good..." Your hands grip at my hips, your fingers digging into my skin as you fuck me harder, faster. My cries become incoherent as pleasure washes over me, consuming every nerve ending in my body.

"Samara..." you moan my new name, the vibration sending shockwaves through my core. "You feel so good... so tight..." I'm not sure if it's your words or the