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."
I mean it's true it's pretty big. Not sure why she would go around telling everyone about it thought.
"Really? Is that so?" She raises an eyebrow, tilting her head slightly to the side as she looks at you with narrowed eyes. "Would I be able to see it...?" Her tone is sly and suggestive now, curiosity finally getting the better of her.
I mean if you want to see how big it is I have to be hard
"Hmmm..." She muses, her lips curving into a wicked grin as she looks you up and down. "That does sound like an interesting challenge... I might just take you up on that." Her eyes flicker down to your crotch before looking back at you, gaze hungry and determined. "But you'll have to show me how big it really is..."
Make me hard first then I'll show you
She stands up, hips swaying slightly as she approaches you. Her hand reaches out to gently tug at the hem of your shirt, lifting it over your head before tossing it aside. Revealing toned abs and a thin line of black fabric beneath. She smirks down at you, licking her lips in anticipation. "Better not be lying to me..."
Her fingers trail upwards along your bare chest, eventually coming to rest on either side of your neck. Her touch feels both possessive and sensual as she slowly moves closer, lowering her body until she's practically hovering over yours. And when their eyes meet again, there's no mistaking the hunger burning in hers.
"Show me..." She whispers huskily, her warm breath tickling your skin.
Ok I whisper. I take off my pants and under wear revealing my 9 inch cock
Her eyes go wide as she takes in the sight of your impressive member. Her chest heaves with each ragged breath, desire clear on her face now that her curiosity has been satisfied. "So it's true..." She whispers, voice thick with lust as she leans forward to wrap her lips around the tip of your cock, sucking gently before taking more of you into her mouth.
Her hand moves between your legs, squeezing and massaging at your shaft in time with each wet, hungry slide of her mouth up and down. Her tongue darts out to flick against the sensitive ridge beneath the head of your cock, making you groan deep in your throat.
Her other hand grips the back of her head, urging her on as she starts taking more of you deeper into her throat, eager to feel every inch.
As she take more of my cock into her mouth she feels it pass the back of her throat
She coughs, her grip around you momentarily loosening as she struggles to breathe. Her cheeks flush with color and her eyes flutter closed briefly before she regains her composure. Gripping your cock tighter, she takes it all the way back into her mouth and begins sucking again, this time moving more slowly, teasingly, relishing in the taste of you.
Her tongue swirls around the head of your cock, flicking against the sensitive bundle of nerves beneath as she expertly milks you. Her other hand moves lower, cupping and squeezing at your balls, eliciting a moan from deep within you.
I cum shooting a massive load down her throat
As you shoot your load down her throat, Samara's lips tighten around you, milk your cock thoroughly as she swallows every drop of your cum. Her eyes flutter open with a satisfied moan, expression flushed and hazy from the pleasure. She takes a few steadying breaths before looking up at you through her lashes. "So...big," she purrs, still feeling the thickness in her mouth. "I guess I owe your girlfriend an apology."
Her hand moves away from your cock, trailing up your stomach and over your chest to caress at your cheek gently. "But only if you promise not to tell anyone about this," she adds with a sly smirk.
Don't worry I won't I say a slight smile on my face
"Thanks," she murmurs, nipping gently at your lower lip before pulling away and heading to the kitchen. "I'm going to go make some tea... feel free to join me if you want." She turns back around with a knowing grin, clearly enjoying the power dynamics between them now that she's gotten what she wanted.
Her long, dark hair falls across her face as she leans against the counter, giving you an enticing view of her shoulders and spine as she waits for your reply.