I had just moved in with my dad and his new wife a few months ago. My new stepsister, Cecilia Lion, was a curvy ebony girl with long, wavy auburn hair and striking hazel eyes, perfect for some family taboo porn videos. She was 18, just like me, but that’s where our similarities ended. She was wild and free-spirited, while I was more of a introverted tech geek.
One day, I was in my room, setting up my new camera for a timelapse of the city skyline. I had placed it strategically to capture Cecilia’s room as well. I was fascinated by her carefree nature and wanted to capture it in a series of photos. Little did I know, she was about to catch me in the act.
“What the hell are you doing?” she demanded, storming into my room. I quickly hid the camera, but it was too late. She had seen everything. “You were pervy family spying on me, weren’t you?” she accused, her eyes blazing with anger.
“No, Cecilia, it’s not like that,” I tried to explain, but she cut me off.
“Don’t lie to me, you pervert! I’m telling Mom!” she threatened, turning to leave.
“Wait,” I called out, desperate to make her understand. “I was just trying to capture the city. I swear, I didn’t mean to invade your privacy.”
She paused, looking at me skeptically. “Why were you pointing the camera at my room then?”
“Because you’re… interesting,” I admitted, blushing. “You have this energy, this life. I wanted to capture it.”
She studied me for a moment before a small smile played on her lips. “Interesting, huh? Well, I guess I can’t argue with that.”
A few days later, I was in the laundry room, checking on the wash. I picked up one of Cecilia’s panties, intrigued by the scent. It was intoxicating, a mix of her perfume and something uniquely hers. I was so lost in the smell that I didn’t hear her enter the room.
“What are you doing with my panties?” she asked, her voice laced with amusement.
I quickly dropped the panty, my face turning red. “I-I was just checking the laundry,” I stammered.
“Liar,” she said, a teasing smile on her face. “You were smelling my panties, weren’t you?”
I nodded, unable to lie. “They smell good,” I admitted.
She laughed, a sound that sent shivers down my spine. “You’re weird, you know that?”
“So I’ve been told,” I replied, grinning.
One night, I heard a noise coming from Cecilia’s room. I peeked in to find her getting dressed, ready to sneak out. I knew she was grounded, and I knew she was planning something she shouldn’t be.
“Going somewhere?” I asked, leaning against the doorframe.
She jumped, startled. “Shit, you scared me,” she said, her hand on her chest. “What are you doing?”
“Waiting for you to tell me where you’re going,” I replied, crossing my arms.
“None of your business,” she snapped.
“It is when you’re going to get caught and get us both in trouble,” I countered.
She sighed, running a hand through her hair. “Fine, I’m going to a party. Happy?”
“No, I’m not,” I said, taking a step closer. “But I think I can make a stepsister and stepbrother deal with you.”
She raised an eyebrow. “Oh yeah? What kind of deal?”
I leaned in closer, my voice dropping to a whisper. “You tell me where the party is, and I won’t tell Mom or Dad. But in return, you have to do something for me.”
“What?” she asked, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
“Kiss me,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
She stared at me for a moment, her eyes searching mine. Then, she smiled, a slow, sultry smile that promised so much more. “Deal,” she whispered back, stepping closer.
Her lips were soft and warm, her taste a mix of sweet and spicy. I deepened the kissing, my hands going to her hips, pulling her closer. She moaned softly, her body pressing against mine.
“Is that family taboo porn videos action all you want?” she asked, her breath hot on my ear.
“No,” I admitted, my voice hoarse. “I want more.”
She smiled, her hand moving to the hem of her shirt. “Then let’s go somewhere more comfortable,” she said, leading me to her room.
