Peter Green adjusted his tie in the mirror, a nervous habit he’d never quite kicked. Tonight was different. He was meeting his step-sister, Violet Reign, for dinner. They’d only been living together for a few months, but the spark between them was undeniable and predicting some fiery step family porn. He could feel it, like a tangible force, every time they were in the same room.
Violet was waiting for him at their favorite Italian restaurant, a small, cozy pervy family place with dim lighting and soft music. She looked stunning in a black dress that accentuated her slim figure and her natural, perky breasts. Her brunette hair cascaded over her shoulders in loose curls, and her makeup was subtle, highlighting her natural beauty.
“You look incredible,” Peter said, leaning in to kiss her cheek. She smelled of jasmine, a scent that made his heart race.
“Thank you,” she murmured, her lips brushing against his ear. “You clean up nicely too.”
They sat down, and the conversation flowed easily. They talked about their day, their dreams, their fears. Peter found himself lost in her eyes, a deep brown that seemed to hold the universe. He reached across the table, taking her hand in his. She smiled, her fingers intertwining with his.
“So, Peter,” she said, her voice low and husky. “What do you want to do after dinner?”
He felt a jolt of excitement. “What do you have in mind?”
She leaned back in her chair, her eyes never leaving his. “I thought we could go back to your place. It’s been a long day, and I think we both deserve some… relaxation.”
Peter swallowed hard, his imagination already running wild. “I think that sounds like a great idea.”
Back at the house, they slipped into their usual routine, but there was an undercurrent of tension, a charge in the air. Peter poured them each a glass of wine, and they clinked glasses before taking a sip.
“To new beginnings,” Violet said, her voice soft.
“To new beginnings,” Peter echoed.
Stepsister and stepbrother sat on the couch, their eyes locked. Peter could see the desire in her eyes, the same desire that was coursing through his veins. He set his glass down and reached for her, his hand cupping her cheek. She leaned into his touch, her eyes fluttering closed.
“Violet,” he whispered, his voice rough with need. “I’ve been wanting to do this step family porn for so long.”
He leaned in, capturing her lips in a fierce kiss. She responded instantly, her lips parting to allow his tongue to explore her mouth. They kissed hungrily, their bodies pressing together, their breaths mingling.
Peter’s hands roamed over her body, tracing the curve of her waist, the swell of her hips. He cupped her breast, his thumb brushing against her nipple through the thin fabric of her dress. She gasped into his mouth, her hands gripping his shoulders.
“Peter,” she moaned, her voice laced with desire. “I want you.”
He stood up, pulling her with him. They stumbled to his bedroom, their clothes coming off in a flurry of movement. Peter’s shirt hit the floor, followed by his pants. Violet’s dress pooled at her feet, leaving her in a black lace bra and thong.
He reached behind her, unhooking her bra with practiced ease. Her natural tits spilled out, her nipples hard and begging for attention. He took one in his mouth, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud. She moaned, her fingers tangling in his hair.
He lowered her onto the bed, his body covering hers. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer. He could feel his cock, hard and throbbing, pressing against her pussy. He rubbed against her, the friction sending shivers of pleasure down his spine.
“Fuck, Violet,” he groaned. “This step family porn feels so good.”
She reached between them, her hand wrapping around his big cock. He hissed in a breath, his hips bucking into her touch. She stroked him, her thumb rubbing over the sensitive head.
“You’re so big,” she whispered, her voice filled with awe.
He captured her mouth in another searing kiss, his body shaking with need. He wanted to be inside her, to feel her tight pussy squeezing him, to make her scream his name.
He broke the kiss, trailing his mouth down her neck, her collarbone, her chest. He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking hard, while his hand teased the other. She arched into his touch, her breath coming in short gasps.
He continued his descent, his mouth trailing over her stomach, her hips. He hooked his fingers into her thong, pulling it off in one swift motion. He threw it aside, his eyes locked on her shaved pussy. She was already wet, her juices glistening on her folds.
He settled between her legs, his tongue darting out to tease her clit. She cried out, her hips bucking off the bed. He licked and sucked, his tongue exploring every inch of her. He slipped two fingers into her pussy, curling them to hit her G-spot. She moaned, her fingers gripping the sheets.
“Oh, God, Peter,” she panted. “Please, I need you inside me.”
He couldn’t resist her any longer. He positioned himself at her entrance, his cock throbbing with need. He pushed in slowly, giving her time to adjust to his size. She was tight, so fucking tight, and hot, and wet. He groaned, his forehead resting against hers.
“You okay?” he asked, his voice ragged.
She nodded, her nails digging into his back. “Don’t stop,” she begged.
He started to move, his hips thrusting against hers. She wrapped her legs around him, her heels digging into his ass. He picked up the pace, his cock slamming into her with reckless abandon.
“Harder,” she moaned. “Fuck me harder, Peter.”
He complied, his body slapping against hers. The room filled with the sound of their bodies coming together, their moans and gasps filling the air. He could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening.
“Violet,” he grunted. “I’m close.”
“Come with me,” she panted. “I want to feel you come inside me.”
He reached between them, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it in time with his thrusts, his body shaking with the effort. She cried out, her body convulsing beneath him. He felt her pussy clench around his cock, and that was all it took.
He came with a roar, his body shaking with the force of his orgasm. He collapsed on top of her, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths coming in ragged gasps.
“Holy fuck,” he murmured, his lips brushing against her neck.
She laughed, her fingers tracing patterns on his back. “That step family porn was… incredible.”
They lay there for a while, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating in sync. Eventually, Peter rolled off her, his body aching in the best possible way.
“Stay with me,” he said, his voice soft.
She turned to face him, her eyes soft. “Always.”
