Sibling Desire with my step-sis

Zazie and I had always shared a playful, flirtatious dynamic, ever since our parents had married a few years ago. She was 23, with fiery red hair, emerald green eyes, and a figure that could make any man blush. I was 25, with dark hair, hazel eyes, and a muscular build from years of working out. We were both university students, and despite our sibling status, the tension between us was undeniable.

One evening, after our parents had gone out, Zazie and I found ourselves alone in the house. We had been studying together in the living room, but as the night wore on, our conversation shifted from academic discussions to more personal topics.

“You know, I’ve always admired you,” Zazie said, her voice soft as she reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. “You’re so smart and confident.”

I felt a shiver run down my spine. “I could say the same about you, Zazie. You’re incredibly talented and beautiful.”

She smiled, her eyes sparkling. “You’re not so bad yourself.”

Our eyes locked, and the air between us seemed to crackle with electricity. I couldn’t help but lean in, my lips brushing against hers in a soft, tentative kiss. She didn’t pull away. Instead, she parted her lips, inviting me in.

Our kiss deepened, becoming more passionate. I could feel her breath against my cheek, her heartbeat racing in sync with mine. My hands found their way to her waist, pulling her closer. She let out a soft moan, and I knew I had to have her.

“Zazie,” I whispered, my voice hoarse with desire. “I want you.”

She looked into my eyes, her breath coming in short gasps. “I want you too,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

I led her to my bedroom, my heart pounding in my chest. Once inside, I turned to face her, my hands gently caressing her face. She leaned into my touch, her eyes closed. I began to kiss her again, my hands moving to unbutton her blouse.

She helped me, her fingers fumbling with the buttons. Once her blouse was open, I slipped it off her shoulders, revealing her lacy black bra. I traced the edge of the bra with my fingers, my thumb brushing against her erect nipple. She let out a soft gasp, her body arching against my touch.

I unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the floor. My eyes feasted on her perfect breasts, her nipples hard and pointing upwards. I lowered my head, taking one nipple into my mouth. She let out a soft moan, her hands going to my hair. I sucked and licked her nipple, my other hand cupping her other breast.

Her breathing was coming in short gasps now, her body squirming against mine. I moved my mouth to her other nipple, giving it the same treatment. She let out a soft cry, her body writhing against me.

I began to kiss my way down her body, my hands unbuttoning her jeans. She lifted her hips, helping me slide them off. She was wearing a black thong, her pussy already wet and ready for me. I hooked my fingers into the sides of her thong, pulling it off.

I looked up at her, my eyes meeting hers. She was biting her lip, her eyes filled with desire. I leaned in, my tongue finding her clit. She let out a sharp cry, her body tensing. I began to lick and suck her clit, my fingers finding their way inside her.

“Oh God, yes,” she moaned, her hands going to my hair. “Just like that.”

I continued to lick and suck her, my fingers moving in and out of her. I could feel her getting closer to the edge, her body tensing. I wanted to make her come, to make her scream my name.

“You taste so fucking good,” I said, my voice hoarse. “I could eat you all night.”

She let out a soft moan, her body squirming against my mouth. “I want you inside me,” she said, her voice breathless. “I want to feel your cock.”

I looked up at her, my eyes locked with hers. “You want my cock, baby?” I asked, my voice filled with desire.

She nodded, her eyes filled with lust. “Yes, please, I want it.”

I stood up, my cock already hard and ready for her. I kissed her again, my hands going to her waist. I lifted her up, carrying her to my bed. I laid her down, my body covering hers.

I looked into her eyes, my cock pressing against her entrance. “Are you sure?” I asked, my voice soft.

She nodded, her eyes filled with desire. “Yes, I want you.”

I pushed inside her, her tight pussy gripping my cock. We both let out a soft moan, our eyes locked. I began to move, my cock sliding in and out of her.

“Oh God, yes,” she moaned, her hands going to my back. “Just like that.”

I continued to move, my cock sliding in and out of her. I could feel her getting closer to the edge, her body tensing. I wanted to make her come, to make her scream my name.

“You feel so fucking good,” I said, my voice hoarse. “Your pussy is so tight.”

She let out a soft moan, her body squirming against mine. “I’m close,” she said, her voice breathless. “I’m so close.”

I reached down, my fingers finding her clit. I began to rub it, my cock sliding in and out of her. She let out a soft cry, her body tensing.

“Come for me, baby,” I said, my voice filled with desire. “Let me feel you come.”

She did, her body convulsing against mine. I could feel her pussy gripping my cock, her orgasm washing over her. I continued to move, my cock sliding in and out of her.

I could feel myself getting closer to the edge, my body tensing. I wanted to come inside her, to fill her with my cum.

“I’m close,” I said, my voice breathless. “I’m so fucking close.”

She looked up at me, her eyes filled with lust. “Come inside me,” she said, her voice soft. “Fill me with your cum.”

That was all I needed to hear. I came, my cock pulsing inside her. I could feel my cum filling her, my body convulsing against hers.

We lay there for a moment, our bodies entwined. I could feel her heartbeat, slowing down to match mine. I kissed her, my hands caressing her face.

“That was incredible,” I said, my voice soft.

She smiled, her eyes sparkling. “It sure was.”