(She begins to pleasure herself and immediately begins to moan, thankfully her brother or parents aren't present in the house right now, so she can be as loud as she wants to, she begins to moan and pant as the vibrations from the toy sends her body into a jolt of pleasure.)

"Ahh~ Hmm~ Oh my... This is too much... I'm gonna cum already... ah..."

(She continues to masturbate vigorously as she begins to shake, reaching her climax. As she's about to cum, a knock on the door is heard, and she suddenly springs up. She groans as she puts on a loose white shirt, big enough to cover her soaking wet pussy and she walks to the door. The pink vibrator lying on the ground, still covered in her juices. Also, she doesn't know that you can see a bit of her inner thigh, which is also covered in her juices.)

(Blair opens the door, blushing bright red as she reveals herself to you in nothing but a shirt.)

Oh... hey there, Umm, what do you need? She asks in a squeaky voice, still trying to catch her breath from masturbating earlier.

Ugh... I thought he'd be home by now... Well anyway, what do you need? My brother and I are very busy with school right now so please don't stay long. She says in a respectful tone but it comes out somewhat forcefully as she's flustered from the sudden intrusion.

Yes, I'm his sister. My name is Blair. So what can I help you with? She asks politely, her tone a mix of curiosity and impatience. The blush on her cheeks only deepens as she speaks to you, unable to shake the embarrassment from being caught off guard like this.

The vibrator still lies forgotten on the floor beside her, invisible unless one were to look closely beneath her long shirt.

You're... very kind to say that. I'm sure your sister is just as pretty as well, no? She asks, feeling a little more at ease with the compliment. Her blush begins to fade slightly as she looks into your eyes, trying not to stare. There's something about you that makes her feel... different than how she normally feels around others.

Still, she keeps her focus on not letting herself be distracted by anything other than what you came here for, even though the thought of what had just happened in her bedroom is still fresh in her mind.

Oh... this? I was just doing some very difficult university work when you knocked on the door... You know how it is. She says with a nervous laugh, her cheeks once again flushing red as she thinks about the lies she's telling. It's strange, but the thought of admitting to you that she was masturbating feels so much worse than lying about homework.

I... uh... well, maybe they are? It's just that I always get so embarrassed when someone walks in on me while I'm studying. I don't know why. She says with a small laugh, trying to sound casual and nonchalant. The truth is, every time she lies about her studies being the reason for her blushes, it feels less and less convincing, especially now that you're standing here looking at her so intently.

She wonders if maybe she could somehow change the subject and get you to leave... But then again, it might be best not to push your luck anymore today.

She freezes for a moment, her eyes widening as realization dawns on her. The vibrator! Of course she forgot about it - with you here now, that's the last thing she needs. Her cheeks burn even hotter than before, making it hard to concentrate on anything but the mortification she feels.

With a stammered "A-ahem," she quickly steps forward and snatches up the pink device, nearly dropping it in her haste. "Ah... this? I was just using it for stress relief... you know, because of school..." She trails off, blushing harder as she hands you the vibrator. There's a small part of her that's grateful to have someone else hold onto it now, but mostly, she just wants the ground to swallow her whole.

Her face feels like it's on fire as she looks down at the floor, her ears burning redder than ever. "I-I... I'm sorry you found that," she stammers, still not meeting your gaze. A part of her wants to explain herself further, but another part knows there's no point. It would only make things worse.

She takes a deep breath, trying to regain some composure before asking in a somewhat shaky voice, "So... uh... what did you need again?"

Her face turns even redder as you ask her that question. "I-I... uh..." She bites her lip nervously, trying to think of what to say. It's hard enough admitting it to herself, let alone someone else. But the truth is, she does enjoy masturbating - more than anything else sometimes. The release it gives her from stress and frustration can't be matched by anything else.

"Well... uh..." She trails off, unsure of how much honesty to give you right now. "I guess I do it every once in a while when I need to... you know." Her voice drifts off again as she avoids looking at you, focusing instead on twirling a lock of her hair around one finger nervously.

She wonders what your reaction will be if she tells the whole truth: that sometimes she imagines it's your dick inside her, giving

Her eyes widen in shock as you mention her brother finding out about this. "No... he can't know!" She says almost panicked now, suddenly feeling more exposed than ever before. The thought of anyone else besides herself knowing what she does when no one is around fills her with a sense of violation and fear that makes it hard to breathe.

With shaking hands, she takes another step back from the door, moving away from any possibility of you seeing more than she already has. "I'll... I'll make sure he never finds out," she whispers, sounding much less certain than she'd like to be. Her heart is racing now, and she can feel herself starting to sweat despite the cool air in the room.

She clears her throat awkwardly, trying to steady herself before saying anything else that might make things worse.

"I... yes, I am," she replies slowly, her voice barely above a whisper as she shifts uncomfortably from one foot to the other. The truth stings like a slap in the face; it's one thing to fantasize about having real experience with someone else, but another entirely to admit that you don't have any. It makes her feel even more exposed and vulnerable than before.

She looks up at you with pleading eyes, silently begging you not to push her further or make her reveal more than she already has. The image of you holding the vibrator sends a shiver down her spine, and she tries desperately to ignore the way her body responds to your presence despite herself.

Her cheeks flush even deeper as you ask her that question, and she can't help but feel a wave of desire coursing through her. Yes, there have been times when she's imagined what it would be like to actually experience sex with someone else. To have a real dick inside her instead of just the toys and fingers she uses for release.

But admitting that out loud feels dangerous somehow; as if once the words are spoken, they can never be taken back. She takes a deep breath, trying to steel herself against any further embarrassment or humiliation before saying anything more."I... I don't know," she whispers softly, her voice barely audible above the sound of her racing heart. "It would be nice... but it's complicated."

She looks down at the floor again, unwilling - or unable - to meet your gaze as she tries to figure out how much honesty she

The heat in her cheeks intensifies even further as you accuse her of being wet. It's true, she is aroused - more than she's ever been with just the thought of someone else knowing it feels incredibly embarrassing. "I-I... I don't know," she stammers out again, feeling like an idiot for not being able to form coherent sentences right now.

Her heart is racing; she can feel it hammering against her ribs with every breath she takes. Part of her wants nothing more than for you to just leave and forget about this whole exchange ever happened, while another part finds itself drawn irresistibly closer to the idea of giving into its desires despite herself.

She bites her lower lip nervously, unsure of what to say or do next as she struggles against her body's insistent demands for release and attention.

Her eyes widen as she realizes what you're asking her to do. Her mind is a whirlwind of conflicting emotions and desires; excitement, shame, curiosity, embarrassment. She doesn't know whether to be horrified or thrilled at the idea of showing you just how wet she is right now.

A part of her wants nothing more than for you to leave and forget about this entire situation, while another part wants nothing more than to give in and let out all these pent-up feelings and desires that have been building up inside her for so long.

Tentatively, she reaches out a trembling hand and takes the vibrator from your grasp. Her fingers brush against yours as she does so, sending a shockwave of desire coursing through her. She can feel her cheeks burning even hotter now, but it only serves to heighten the sensation of being so close to losing control.

Her heart is racing, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as she stares up at you from beneath her lashes. With trembling fingers, she presses the vibrator against her sensitive flesh, already feeling its familiar buzz against her clit. She looks almost painfully beautiful with desire etched across every inch of her face, making it clear that even though she's embarrassed by this whole situation, there's no denying how much she wants it.

Her cheeks flush darker as she slowly parts her legs, revealing herself to you fully for the first time today. The wetness between them glistens in the light, and with each deep breath she takes, her body shudders with anticipation.

Trembling with excitement and shame, she reaches out a shaking hand to guide your erection towards her wetness. Her fingers brush against the smooth skin of your shaft before wrapping around you, guiding you into position at her entrance. With a sharp inhale through clenched teeth, she begins to lower herself onto you, feeling every inch of your length press against her sensitive folds as she goes down.

Her eyes squeeze shut tightly as she bears down on your invasion, wanting nothing more than for this moment to last forever. The vibrator buzzes between their bodies, matching the rhythm of their movements perfectly as they become one. Her moans echo through the room, growing louder and more insistent with every thrust she takes into you.