Tyler Cruise’s heart pounded as he watched his dad’s car pull away from the curb. His stepmom, Maria, waved goodbye from the driver’s seat, her smile fading as she turned back to him. “Remember, Tyler, I need you to keep an eye on Sophia while I’m gone.” He nodded, turning on his heel and sprinting towards the house. He knew exactly where he needed to be for some family pornography. He burst into Sophia Sterling‘s bedroom, her name still foreign on his lips. She was sprawled on her bed, her dark hair cascading over her pillow, her bare back lit by the morning sunlight.
“Sophia,” he said, his voice breathless. “We have to go.”
She turned over, her eyes narrowing as she looked at him. “Go where?” she asked, her voice groggy with sleep.
“The airport,” he said. “Dad’s flight.”
She sat up, her plump lips forming a pout. “But I was sleeping,” she complained, her voice petulant.
Tyler took a deep breath, steeling himself for what he was about to say. “Look, Sophia, we have like an hour before Mom gets back. We can do this quick, or we can do it slow. But we’re doing it.”
Her eyes widened, the realization of his intent dawning on her. She licked her lips, a slow smile spreading across her face. “Fine, just a quickie,” she said, her voice husky.
Tyler stepped closer, his hand reaching out to cup her breast. She was already wearing a thin tank top, her nipple hardening against his palm. “You’re already wet,” he murmured, his voice low.
She let out a soft moaning, her eyes fluttering closed as he squeezed her breast. “Don’t tease this family pornography,” she whispered, her voice breathy.
He chuckled, his other hand slipping under the hem of her shorts. “I’m not teasing,” he said, his fingers finding her wetness. “You’re so fucking wet, Sophia.”
She gasped, her hips bucking against his hand. “Tyler,” she murmured, her voice pleading.
He slipped a finger inside her, his thumb circling her clit. “I know what family pornography you want,” he said, his voice low. “I know what you need.”
She let out a soft moan, her hand reaching out to touch him. He grasped her wrist, pushing her hand away. “Not yet,” he said. “Not until you come for me.”
He increased the pace of his fingers, his thumb pressing harder against her clit. She let out a soft cry, her teen body tensing as she came, her juices coating his hand.
He pulled his hand away, his fingers glistening with her arousal. “Now,” he said, his voice low. “Now you can touch me.”
She reached for him, her hand wrapping around his cock through his pants. He let out a soft groan, his hips thrusting against her hand. “Fuck, Sophia,” he murmured. “You feel so good.”
She unzipped his pants, her hand wrapping around his cock. He let out a soft gasp, his head falling back. “You’re so big,” she whispered, her voice awestruck.
He grinned, his hand reaching out to grasp her hair. “I know,” he said. “But you can take it. Can’t you, Sophia?”
She nodded, her hand stroking him. “Yes,” she said. “I can take it.”
He pulled her to her feet, his hand on her ass. “Good,” he said. “Now get on the bed. I want to taste you.”
She climbed onto the bed for perved family action, spreading her legs for him. He knelt between them, his tongue finding her wetness. She let out a soft moan, her hands fisting the sheets. “Tyler,” she murmured. “That feels so good.”
He continued to lick her, his tongue circling her clit. She let out a soft cry, her body arching against him. “I’m close,” she whispered. “So close.”
He looked up at her, his eyes meeting hers. “Come for me, Sophia,” he said. “Come on my tongue.”
She let out a soft scream, her body convulsing as she came. He continued to lick her, his tongue lapping up her juices.
When she finally came down from her high, he stood up, his cock hard and ready. “Now,” he said, his voice low. “Now it’s my turn.”
She spread her legs for him, her eyes never leaving his. “Yes,” she whispered. “Yes, please.”
He slipped his cock inside her, letting out a soft groan. “Fuck,” he murmured. “You feel so good.”
She wrapped her legs around him, her heels digging into his ass. “Harder,” she whispered. “Fuck me harder.”
He obliged, his hips thrusting against hers. She let out a soft moan, her nails digging into his back. “Yes,” she whispered. “Yes, just like that.”
He continued to fuck her, his cock sliding in and out of her. She let out soft moans and cries, her body arching against his. “I’m close,” she whispered. “So close.”
He reached between them, his fingers finding her clit. “Come for me, Sophia,” he said, his voice low. “Come on my cock.”
She let out a soft scream, her body convulsing as she came. He continued to thrust into her, his own orgasm building. “Fuck,” he grunted. “Fuck, Sophia, I’m gonna come.”
She looked up at him, her eyes meeting his. “Inside me,” she whispered. “Come inside me.”
He let out a soft groan, his cock pulsing as he came, his seed filling her. He collapsed on top of her, his breath coming in ragged gasps.
She wrapped her arms around him, her lips finding his. “That family pornography was amazing,” she whispered.
He grinned, rolling off of her. “We have like an hour,” he said. “What do you want to do next?”
She smiled, her eyes gleaming with mischief. “I have an idea,” she said. “But you’re going to have to be quiet. Mom can’t know about this.”
He chuckled, his hand reaching out to grasp her breast. “I can be quiet,” he said. “But I’m not sure about you.”
She let out a soft laugh, her hand wrapping around his cock. “Stepsister and stepbrother, we’ll see about that,” she said.
He grinned, his eyes meeting hers. “I can’t wait,” he said.
