I spat on the end of his limp dick and I started to stroke my hands up and down his floppy shaft. It was so small and soft but as I moved my hand harder and faster, I could feel something happening. I quickly squatted over him, pulled my panties to the side and pushed him between my legs. It felt strange having someone from my family inside me, but it also felt nice. Just a soft little virgin cock pulsing gently between my silky bold pussy lips. “So this is what pity sex felt like.” I said quietly to myself.
I hadn’t been home for a few weeks since moving into the apartment with Brad and his roomies, but I had a weekend off working the club and decided it was time to visit. I wasn’t even sure if anyone would be there but as I walked up the driveway I saw a car parked outside the house. I didn’t recognise it, but as I stepped in the front door I saw my step brother, Steve, sat at the kitchen table. We’d been really close when we were younger, but I hadn’t seen him for years and I suddenly realised I’d almost forgotten he existed. He gave me a big hug and kiss.
Steve was a difficult one to work out. He was in his early forties, a little over weight and dumpy. He looked like he should work in a tech department of some company no one’s ever heard of. I’d never seen him with a girl, nor heard him talk about one, but he didn’t appear gay either. Just non sexual. I think guys like him call themselves incels?
Steve didn’t have any plans, so we went up to my bedroom and switched on Netflix. As the film started I began to wonder about him, and without really thinking blurted out, ‘Have you ever had sex?’. Steve went red in the face. I didn’t for a second that he hadn’t, I was just curious to hear what he’d say. But I immediately realised I was wrong. He was a virgin. I couldn’t believe it. I had so many questions. At first he pretended he didn’t want to talk about it. But he obviously did. You don’t keep that sort of thing to yourself for your whole life.
He told me how he’d always struggled with confidence when trying to talk to girls, and the one time he’d got close enough for there to be a possibility of sex, he’d freaked out and not been able to get hard. He went on to admit he’d never actually got hard in the presence of a women! I couldn’t believe whet I was hearing, but I accepted the challenge.
I took off my sweatpants, put on my thigh high socks, and half jokingly started to dance in just my thong and vest like I do in the strip club. My latina teen shape swaying seductively infant of him. Pulling my thong up high between my ass and pussy lips for him to see. But when I turned around he’d had his underpants down and his little limp dick was resting helplessly in one of his hands. I had to stop myself from bursting out laughing. No wonder he couldn’t have sex. I couldn’t imagine it even functioned at all!
I felt so sorry for him for never having had the pleasure of pushing himself inside a girl, watching her arch her back, her eyes roll back into her head, and gasp as she gets split open by his cock. He’d never grabbed a girl’s hair and smashed her pussy from behind, so hard she was begging him to stop. I looked at him with such pity that I felt it was my duty to change this for him.
I pushed him back on the bed, sat across him and took his limp little dick it my hand. I pulled my top slowly up over my perfect brown nipples to give him an eye full of my soft brown teen tits. He began to sweat. I looked at his cock. It was so small and pathetic in my hand. It just flopped about like a tiny fish. How would I even get it between my legs?
I got him just about hard enough with my hand and squatted over him, pushing him between my legs. All the boys love it when I squat on top. They love the friction my pussy has on the end of their cocks when I slide up and down on them. They say they can feel every inch of my shaft. I thought this would be a good place to star for Steve. I could feel him growing, and my pussy lips beginning to pull open. I started to feel the beautiful full feeling that I loved so much about sex. And it felt so good to be doing it with him. My own stepbrother.
I rode him until my legs burnt, then turned around with him still inside me, and started reverse cowgirl. I wanted him to see what a tight ass hole looked like, with a cock filling the pussy hole below. I also like the way my soft brown ass looks when I fuck with the panties pulled to the side. It always reminds me of the slutty teen at the party who’s letting every guy line up and fuck her, but was too drunk to take her panties off. I was often that girl. lol.
I didn’t mind if Steve wanted to cum inside me. He’d waited so long for this that he really deserved to. And I wanted him to know how it felt like to creampie a teenage girl and see the cum drip out the hole. But he pulled out and squirted over my asshole, dripping his seamen over my perfect brown pussy lips and down my legs. His white sperm met with the drips of my own pussy and soon I was just a wet mess of cum, spit and pussy juice.
It felt so good to do this for someone like that. There must be so many little dicked men out there who never get laid, that would give anything to be between my legs. I wanted to let them all inside and then dribble their cum over me, so they would get to know what it was like. I felt I had something to offer. Even it was just a tight wet pussy and a pair of tits. I promised myself I’d do it again soon for someone else.
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