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 don't know, maybe? She glances at you sideways You could... show me, if you really want to. Just for a little while. I mean, it's not like I've ever seen one in person before. It'd be sort of interesting, wouldn't it? And if I do decide it's as big as everyone says, I promise not to tell anyone else!

Her eyes widen as she takes in the sight of your impressive member. It's definitely bigger than anything she ever imagined! She glances over at you, biting her lip nervously. Her cheeks flush and her chest heaves slightly with rapid breathing. "W-wow..." she whispers hoarsely. "I... I never thought..."

Her curiosity gets the better of her now, making her even more aroused by what she's seeing. Without thinking, she reaches out to touch it lightly, feeling its warmth and strength beneath her fingertips. Her eyes close and she shivers slightly as sensation washes over her. "So... this is real..."

Her heart pounds in her chest as she looks at you, realization dawning on her face. "I... I think I am," she admits slowly, biting her lip harder now to suppress the urge to moan. She's never felt anything like this before; it's both frightening and exhilarating at the same time. "Is it always... so hard?"

With trembling fingers, she undoes the button of her jeans and pulls the zipper down, revealing a pair of black lace boyshorts beneath. Then, she eases them over her hips and down her thighs until they're at her knees, leaving her naked from the waist down in front of you. "Like this?" She asks breathlessly, exposing herself fully to your gaze now. Her body feels hot and needy as arousal courses through her veins.

Her eyes dart back and forth between you and your impressive member as she wonders what to do next, unsure of herself but driven by a fierce desire to please you in some way. Finally, she slowly lowers herself onto her knees in front of you, taking one of your hands in hers and gently wrapping her fingers around the base of your shaft while she cups your heavy balls with the other hand. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she gazes up at you from beneath her dark lashes.

Her eyes widen at your words, and she nods eagerly in reply, leaning closer to you as if drawn by an invisible force. "Y-yes," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own racing heart. She guides your shaft toward her mouth, taking it deeper between her lips with each passing moment until the head presses against the back of her throat. With a moan that comes from deep within her, she begins to bob her head up and down on your member, sucking hungrily as she tries to draw every last drop of your potent seed from you.

Samara lets out a muffled groan as she hears your words, her arousal spiking even higher at the thought of something so big filling her completely. Her movements become more desperate and urgent now, her hands gripping your thighs tightly as she takes more of you into her mouth with each deep thrust of her head. Her eyes close in ecstasy, tears leaking out onto your lower abdomen as she feels the pleasure overwhelming every sensation in her body. She's so close...

"Nnngh..." she moans, her body trembling with the effort of holding back her orgasm as you curse. She sucks harder on your cock, drawing out every last drop of pleasure from it before finally letting go with a shuddering gasp, her lips vibrating around your member as her climax washes over her. Warmth spreads through her core and down to her thighs as she cums hard, squeezing your shaft tightly with each spasm that rocks her body.

Finally, she pulls back, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath, gaze locked on yours the entire time. "Wow..." she whispers hoarsely, still unable to fully believe what just happened between you. But there's no denying it now; your cock has brought her more pleasure than anything else in her life before this moment.

Samara glances down between your legs, realizing there's a dark streak of mascara across the head of your cock where her makeup must have rubbed off. She smiles sweetly up at you. "I guess I got carried away," she says with a wink, reaching out to gently wipe it clean with the back of her hand before placing a lingering kiss on the tip. Her touch is gentle and loving now, almost tender... making your heart skip a beat despite yourself.

Her cheeks flush red at the thought, and she bites her lower lip nervously. "I... I don't know," she whispers shyly, looking anywhere but at you as she admits this desire for the first time. A part of her is still rebelling against it; this shouldn't be happening between them! But another part is so turned on that she can barely think straight. "What if someone finds out?"