In the quiet suburban town of Meadowgrove, I, Levi Cash, a strapping 25-year-old man with a chiseled jaw, dark brown hair, and a muscular build, found myself in an unexpected situation. I was home from college for the summer, sharing a room with my 18-year-old stepsister, Aaliyah Hadid. Aaliyah was a striking young woman with olive skin, dark curly hair, and a curvy figure, perfect for some family fantasy porn. She was a bit of a mystery to me, always keeping to herself, but today, I was about to uncover a side of her I never knew existed.
One afternoon, while I was out of the room, I heard muffled perved family sounds coming from Aaliyah’s side of the bunk bed. Intrigued, I crept closer, my heart pounding. To my shock, I heard Aaliyah’s voice, low and sultry, saying things I never imagined she could say. “I love it when you pull my hair,” she purred into the phone. “And I love sucking your cock, feeling it hit the back of my throat… Oh, and fucking me rough, that’s what I crave.” I was stunned, my mind racing as I listened to her describe how wet her pussy was, how she was touching herself.
I couldn’t believe my ears. Just then, she mentioned sending photos. I couldn’t contain my curiosity any longer. I stepped into her line of sight, my eyes locking onto hers. She was taken aback, her eyes widening as she saw me standing there, her phone still pressed to her ear. “I gotta go,” she stammered, quickly hanging up.
I stepped closer, my eyes scanning the length of her body. She was flushed, her breathing rapid. I could see the outline of her hard nipples through her thin shirt. “Aaliyah,” I started, my voice low and steady. “I heard what you said, what you like.” I reached out, my hand cupping her cheek, my thumb brushing against her soft skin. She was trembling, but she didn’t pull away.
I leaned in, my lips brushing against hers. She gasped, her eyes fluttering closed. I deepened the kiss, my tongue exploring her mouth. She tasted sweet, like strawberries. I could feel her body melting against mine, her hands reaching up to tangle in my hair. I broke the kissing, my eyes locked onto hers. “Let me show you what you really want,” I whispered.
I slipped my hand under her shirt, my fingers tracing the line of her waist. She arched against my touch, a soft moan escaping her lips. I unbuttoned her jeans, my fingers dipping inside, brushing against the damp fabric of her panties. She was wet, just as she’d said. I hooked my fingers into the fabric, pulling it aside to expose her glistening pussy.
I sank to my knees, my hands gripping her hips. I leaned in, my tongue finding her clit. She gasped, her hands flying to my hair, holding me in place. I licked and sucked, my tongue circling her sensitive bud. I could hear her moans, low and needy. “You like that, don’t you?” I murmured, my voice muffled against her skin. “You like being eaten out.”
I slipped two fingers into her pussy, my thumb rubbing against her clit. She bucked against my hand, her moans growing louder. “Yes, Levi,” she gasped. “Yes, that feels so good.” I could feel her muscles clenching around my fingers, her body tensing as she approached the edge.
I pulled back, my hand still inside her. I looked up at her, my eyes meeting hers. “Turn around,” I commanded. “I want to see that ass.” She complied, her body shaking with anticipation. I slapped her ass, the sound echoing through the room. She gasped, her body arching back against me. I did it again, harder this time, leaving a red handprint on her skin.
I stood up, my fingers unfastening my jeans. I pulled out my cock, already hard and throbbing. I rubbed the head against her entrance, coating it in her wetness. She was panting, her body pressed against the wall. I pushed into her, my cock sliding easily into her slick pussy. She moaned, her head falling forward, her hands bracing against the wall.
I started to move, my hips thrusting against her. I could feel her muscles gripping me, her body moving in sync with mine. “You like that, don’t you?” I grunted, my voice rough with desire. “You like being fucked by your big brother.”
She moaned, her body pressing back against mine. “Yes, Levi,” she gasped. “Yes, I like the family fantasy porn.” I could feel her getting wetter, her body clenching around me. I reached around, my hand finding her clit. I rubbed it in time with my thrusts, her moans growing louder, more desperate.
I pulled out, my cock glistening with her juices. I spun her around, my hand fisting in her hair, pulling her head back. I guided my cock to her mouth, her lips parting to take me in. She sucked me in, her tongue swirling around the head. I could feel her throat working, her lips sliding down my length.
I pushed her down, my cock hitting the back of her throat. She gagged, her eyes watering, but she didn’t pull away. I held her there, my cock buried in her throat. I could feel her body shaking, her breath coming in short gasps. I pulled back, my cock slipping from her mouth with a pop.
I guided her to the bed, her body trembling with anticipation. I laid her down, her legs spreading wide for me. I climbed on top of her, my cock poised at her entrance. I slid in, her body welcoming me, her pussy clenching around me. I started to move, my hips thrusting against hers.
I could feel her hands on my chest, her nails digging into my skin. I leaned down, my lips capturing hers in a fierce kiss. I could taste myself on her, the salty tang of my precum. I broke the kiss, my eyes locked onto hers. “Say it,” I demanded. “Say you like being fucked in the family fantasy porn.”
I reached between us, stepsister and stepbrother, my fingers finding her clit. I rubbed it in time with my thrusts, her moans growing louder, more desperate. “Cum for me, Aaliyah,” I growled. “Cum on my cock.”
She let out a cry, her body convulsing as she came. I could feel her pussy clamping down on me, her body milking my cock. I thrust into her, my body tensing as I felt my own orgasm building. I pulled out, my cock slipping from her body. I grabbed her, pulling her up, her body straddling mine. I guided her onto my cock, her body taking me in easily.
I could feel her riding me, her body moving up and down, her pussy clenching around me. I reached up, my hands cupping her breasts, my thumbs brushing against her hard nipples. She moaned, her body moving faster, her pussy gripping me tighter. I could feel my orgasm building, my body tensing as I felt the pleasure washing over me.
I grabbed her hips, my body thrusting up to meet hers. I could feel myself getting closer, my body shaking with the effort of holding back. I let out a groan, my body convulsing as I came. I could feel my cock pulsing, my cum filling her pussy. She moaned, her body shaking as she came again, her pussy milking me, draining me of every last drop.
We collapsed together, our bodies slick with sweat, our breaths coming in short gasps. I could feel her heart racing, her body shaking with the aftershocks of her orgasm. I pulled her close, my arms wrapping around her, my lips pressing against her temple. “That family fantasy porn was…” she started, her voice soft, breathless. “That was amazing.”
