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I had moved into my step-sister's apartment after our parents were married. I swallowed a warm liquid, snorted, coughed shimmering specks onto her chest. "There's more if we need it," my step-sister mumbled, before settling herself and staring in my eyes.
Throughout my senior year, dad had promised to pay my entire college tuition, to anywhere I could get in. I was left with attending the best public university in the state, and the option of either living at home or crashing at my new step-sister's apartment downtown. When dad remarried, he chose a kindly, Asian-American woman as his bride. Her daughter is around my age, and nice too, if a little more adventurous than her mother. I wasn't sure what she did for most of my first semester living with her. "This guy, online, and never mind how, has offered me a lot of money to--suck a guy off on camera.
She swatted it away immediately, looking up with smiling eyes as she continued her oral efforts to get my damn cock hard. I finally grew out of my protective shell, and steps-sis could no longer take me all in at once. Under any other circumstances, that would have been the end of my performance: cute girl, tight body, sucking my sperm spores.
When she accuses a member of the team of committing heinous acts against her on a night she can't even remember, will anyone believe her?I rolled over in my boxers, stared at the clock, and shut my eyes. "Jesus, alright," I moaned, stumbling to bring my legs under my shifting body. Possibly unplug in the middle," I blurted groggily, sure I could now return to my own, non-mysterious room. Lines of text appeared for each moment we lingered. My protestations began as I was placed into position.I succeeded in not being pulled onto my ass, as my step-sister continued yanking me by the arm across my room. "I'm flattered that you would think of me for this," I began. "But I really wouldn't feel comfortable, you being my step-sister and all." My boxer shorts fell to meet the the damp towel. And your mother would kill me," I added, growing confident in my moral fortitude. "Yeah baby, sorry about the wait," my step-sister said to the computer.I noticed her free hand fishing around her clam, tan skin set off by the white panties--and growing damp spot.I watched the bobbing, black-haired blur and tried to pair the heavenly sensations with a single, sinful thought: my step-sister was giving the best blow job I'd ever had. Step-sis too, but before she could stop sucking I stabilized her head with my hands and began pumping.
When I finally found sure footing we were halfway down the hall. Step-sis hurried over to the laptop; typed frantically; looked back at me, paused, then typed some more. Much nicer than the common area, which she barely put any effort into... That changed when I felt a warm mouth around my cock. "Just imagine this cock," she shook mine, "is yours." That felt a little depersonalizing.