[MF] How I finally got to taste my stepsister’s delicious pussy

Hey! This is part 4 of my Stepsister saga. You can find the other parts by going to my profile!

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So, by now you know how horny I’d become for Katie after all those incidents. I’d jerked off thinking about her and what I would do to her perfect body more times than I could think of. I jerked off using her discarded underwear, I listened in whenever she invited her boyfriend in, I even started commenting on her appearance more and more, in hopes of some kinda breakthrough between us.

Frankly speaking, after that conversation I told you about last time, I was so hopeful I became *really* bold. To the point of walking around my family in underwear only and justifying it by the weather being increasingly hot at that time. And I realise that might sound like nothing to you guys, but I’d never been very secure with myself when it comes to body. I felt awkward and embarrassed in changing rooms in P.E. so this really took some silly courage from me.

I’d tried. Yet nothing worked. As much as I wanted, I couldn’t just go up to her and tell her I fancy her pussy and ask for a taste. As much as I watched and enjoyed the stepsis/stepbro porn category, those scenarios were way too far in the realm of impossible to recreate.

So, with heavy heart and one tired dick, I gave up. She was obviously happy with her boyfriend and I was unable to make her any interested in me sexually.

It was by no means easy, mind you. I’d still jerked off to that fateful memory of her hungry pussy swallowing two slender fingers pretty frequently. In and out, covered in slick juice that made her fingers glisten in the sun.

But, it was not to be.

I finished uni, got a job, moved out, and even got a girlfriend. Her name was Ann and she, yes, she did resemble my sister quite a bit. Both in appearance and disposition. We fucked often, did some crazy stuff. But let’s leave that for another story, shall we.

I was now in my mid twenties. Successful, happily in love, healthy, with a good family relationship.

Did I still desire my stepsister? Not really to be honest. Those days had been long forgotten and I wasn’t reminded of them often, as Katie (still with Thomas) moved out across the country to attend university there. I saw her maybe twice a year at family gatherings at my parents’.

However, I loved to fuck my girlfriend from behind, with her perky ass up and head buried in the pillows, held there by my hand. It had quickly become Ann and I’s favourite sexual position as she was quite submissive and loved some manhandling while fucking. You and I both know that it was definitely influenced by the multiple occasions in which I imagined myself and Katie in the same position. But that was neither here nor there.

Something did happen though.

One time, at Easter, as per tradition, my closest family gathered at my parents’ house. All of us but Ann. She decided to visit a female friend who had just gone through a terrible breakup and was spending the holidays alone. I didn’t mind, I hadn’t really got to know that friend particularly well so I opted to stay out of it and let Ann console her in peace.

It ended up being my parents, my sister, Thomas, and I. My mother whipped out a delicious Easter dinner and we had some drinks to celebrate later that evening. All was well and joyful.

Katie had really grown into her body. Her breasts grew noticeably, making me wonder how they would feel in my hands. She kept fit and slim and, I swear, her ass had got even perkier than in the past. I noticed Thomas liked to put his hand on it when they stood next to each other. I guessed he was an ass connoisseur himself. I wondered how many squats did it take to mold such perfect booty.

Some memories came rushing back but I decided to push them away. I had a girlfriend. Katie was happy. Why ruin it by behaving like a creep.

It was late hours when the family decided to finish up for the night and go get some sleep. My mother had kept our rooms in pristine condition and I loved her dearly for it. On those occasions, we had always stayed the night and left home the next evening.

I heard Thomas’ loud snoring through the thin wall between my sister and I’s rooms. I rolled my eyes and got my reading tablet out. From since I can remember I’d always loved to read before bed. It helped with my insomnia and put my mind in a good place.

It wasn’t long before I heard knocking. My eyes darted to the door as they cracked open and my sister popped her head in. Hair made in a loose bun, eyes seemingly wide awake.

“What’s up,” she murmured while sneaking inside, quietly closing the door behind her. Thomas’ snoring was still very audible but I paid it no mind. Katie wore an oversized white T-shirt that looked very washed out and spotted some indistinguishable logo on the front and what seemed like a pair of pink-and-white panties. Barely visible under the hemline of the shirt. I swallowed.

“Are you okay?” My whisper pierced the quiet of the night as she walked closer to my bed, any bare feet noise covered by the fluffy carpet on the floor. I scrunched my eyebrows and shimmied up, making room for her to sit down. From this close, I noticed how delicious and smooth her uncovered thighs looked.

“I am fine!” Katie assured as she plonked her gorgeous ass on my bed. She rested her back on the wall. The moonlight coming through the window next to my bed reflected on her pretty profile. She sent me a sideways glance and talked again: “We barely talk anymore, you know. Since you’ve moved out it’s like you don’t care about your family any more.” The words were accusatory in nature but the tone they carried didn’t suport it.

“Um, I am sorry. But you know how it is, starting my own family, with work, and stuff… It’s not like we fought or anything, right? It’s just… not the same,” I finished weakly, not really knowing what to say. I spotted she wasn’t wearing a bra but I feared to look closer.

“I get it, I get it. But, you do miss me, do you?” This time, she looked at me intensely. My eyebrows shot far up. I was beyond confused.

“Of course? Why are you asking this? Have I done something to make you think otherwise? I will call you more often, I promise.” Katie’s eyes left me and I saw her starting to fidget around, playing with her fingers nervously.

We sat in silence for a while. A minute had passed, maybe. I was starting to get genuinely worried but then her voice rang again, quieter this time.

“I know you saw me,” she said, voice dropping mind sentence as if she wanted to add something but decided not to.

“Saw you? When? What?” I asked, confused. Of course, the first thought that came to my mind was Katie masturbating. When I spied on her pleasuring herself through the open door to her room. But that wasn’t it, was it? It couldn’t.

“I heard you coming home. My window was open and you greeted the neighbour before coming in the house. Also, you know how squeaky that one step on the porch is.”

Unfortunately, my worst nightmares came true. My head was spinning, heart started to race. I was getting warmed and warmer. I didn’t know what to say, so, I just stared at her with my mouth slightly agape.

“I knew you’d look in my room so I positioned… myself. I don’t know why but the idea of someone watching was just… I couldn’t stop myself. I had no idea if you watched until I heard you step back and then come around again. You were watching, weren’t you? Please tell me.” She wasn’t looking at me and sounded strangely desperate.

Deny it! I thought to myself immediately.

“I saw it.” Words came out of my mouth before I thought twice. One, two, three… Seconds passed and then her mouth opened again.

“There was dried up cum on some of my underwear. The washing machine didn’t get it all. At first I thought it was discoloration or something… but then I noticed you would go to the bathroom after I just finished showering. And it happened more than once.”

My heart was about to jump out of my mouth. I was starting to feel sick.

Deny it! Again, I thought to myself.

“Yep,” I murmured hoarsely and after a second, added, in panic: “I am so, so sorry I am such a creep and obvio…” She stopped me mid-sentence.

“I don’t mind it.”

It felt like a thousand pound dropping from my shoulders. I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply to calm myself down. She didn’t mind it?

“It’s… kinda hot,” she continued, glancing at me from time to time, still fidgeting nervously where she sat. I shook my head in disbelief and just stared at her. After a few seconds, she continued in whisper: “And then you told me you heard Thomas fuck me.” Agreeing silently, I nodded without even blinking. “And that… your dick is big.” She dropped her gaze to my body, covered by a thin layer of bed cover. Like a moron, I just nodded again, shifting my legs closer to myself.

Again, we spent a good minute in silence. My mind was racing with a hundred thoughts a second. I wanted to say so much but just… couldn’t. If this was happening back when we still lived together I’d probably offer to show her my cock by now. Presently, though, those times were long past me. I had a girlfriend for fuck’s sake.

A particularly loud snore came from next door and it was her who broke the silence then.

“Do you wanna see it again?” She was so clearly embarrassed to ask. Voice high and strained.

“Yes.” The answer came immediately. I didn’t need to think twice. She offered what I’d desired for so long. I was about to see my sister’s pussy again. Stress ignored, my dick was fully hard at that point, making a visible tent in the bed covers.

She giggled. Was it because of tension, my overexcited answer, or my bulging dick, I had no idea. Boldly, she shifted again and quickly took off her panties. It took every ounce of self restraint I had in me not to start jacking off then and there. At least, my mind was at last totally blank. I simply started at Katie’s perfect body.

She positioned herself at the other side of the bed, facing me this time, and spread her legs widely. It was dark, but the moonlight revealed enough.

It was all the same, just better. Plump, smooth lips covering the delectable entrance almost entirely, only revealing a thin pink line in the middle. Even at full legs spread, her pussy remained entirely closed. I started jacking off through the bed cover. She revealed more as she touched herself at last, spreading the pussy with both hands and revealing a pink, delicious flower of a vagina. The opening was small but inviting. It was visibly moist, leaking. My mouth went dry in an instant.

“Can I eat you out?” I asked, daring a glance at her face. She was flushed and breathing quickly. She licked her lips and nodded eagerly twice.

I shuffled out of the covers, huge tent visible through my pyjama shorts. She positioned herself more comfortably, against the wall again, and I dropped to my knees on the floor before the bed. Any shame gone, I put her legs on my shoulders and pulled her closed to the edge of the bed. I looked at her again, intensely. She looked back and nodded again.

I darted forward and lapped at her pussy like a thirsty dog. My nose rested on her pubis as I explored the entirety of my sister’s vagina with my tongue. God, was it sweet. I spread her wide open with my fingers and began abusing her little clit. She shook wildly and a loud moan shook the room. We stilled, my with my mouth still around her pink button and her breathing rapidly. Thomas’ snoring was thankfully still loud and clear.

I fingered her with one finger while licking and sucking on her clit. I felt both her hands in my hair, pulling and pushing while she wiggled and thrashed around, soft moans escaping her mouth continuously.

She was soaked. Drenched. I put a second finger in and scissored them inside, spreading her wet, warm opening more and more. I could feel my rock hard dick leaking precum and soiling the front of my pyjama pants but I didn’t give a shit.

It took maybe twenty seconds of this to make her body convulse in orgasm. She painfully pulled on my hair to get me off her clit. I obliged and pulled my fingers out as well. Both covered in sticky juices. I licked them clean, enjoying the taste of my sister, and attached my mouth to her pussy opening, drinking the overflowing juice, pushing my tongue as far as it could go to get more and more of it.

I kept licking and fingering her for a while. It took a a few minutes for her second orgasm to come and when it did she had to lightly slap my face to get me off her pussy. I looked at her with woozy eyes and wet mouth. She shook her head. Her nipples were hard and clearly visible through the T-shirt she still had on. I guess she didn’t wear a bra after all.

I became painfully aware of my throbbing dick. I grabbed it and stroked rapidly, starting at her covered tits, still on my knees.

“Stop it! Get up!” she ordered quietly and I instantly obliged. She scooted closer and looked at my bulge and then back at me starting at her from above.

“Please, suck it,” I managed. She nodded and took off my shorts revealing, in full size, my dick. Her eyebrows rose and I saw her ogling it, clearly impressed.

It was a solid dick. 7’2 inches hard, with a nice thickness all throughout. A big red head and a pair of heavy balls. I trimmed my pubes to look nice and neat and when she took it in her hand I swear I almost came then and there.

I cliched my hands in fists and closed my eyes. “I am really, really close,” I warned, not looking at her.

Her small hand stroked me once, twice. “Fuck, you’re huge,” I head her say. “Like twice bigger than Thomas.”

She dove in. I felt her wet mouth encircle my dick as she sucked and licked on the head. She wasn’t great at it, to be completely honest, most likely not used to the size, but it didn’t matter.

I came in seconds. She took it all in her mouth and swallowed. I stared at her as she did and she stared back.

We stayed in that position for a while. She lazily stroked my softening dick and I breathed like after a marathon, looking at her in disbelief.

“No one can know.” Her voice was adamant and she finally dropped my dick. “Promise me, no one can know!” she repeated, putting her panties back on but never leaving my gaze.

“Of course, yes, I promise,” I assured hurriedly.

I sat down at my side of the bed, still half naked from the waist down. I wasn’t about to put those precum stained pants back on.

“That was so fucking hot,” I said half to myself half to her. She looked at me and smiled innocently. She got up and walked to leave the room.

“It really was,” she admitted. “Goodnight! Sleep well.”

That was it. I sat there with a spent cock between my thighs and my sister’s pussy flavour still on the tongue.

Thomas’ unceasing snoring persisted till I finally fell asleep.

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