Jonathan walked into the room where his stepsister was waiting for him. She had on a pair of shiny black high heels that went all the way up to her knees, and she was wearing them with seamed nylon stockings. Jonathan could see the outline of her legs through the thin material of the stockings.
“Hey, sis,” he said casually, trying to act like this wasn’t the most erotic thing he’d ever seen. But inside, his heart was racing and his cock was already starting to get hard.
She looked at him seductively, her eyes fluttering behind those thick layers of mascara. “Hi, stepbrother,” she purred, taking off her robe to reveal that she was only wearing the high heels and the stockings. Her perfect ass was bare and glistening under the dim light of the room. Jonathan couldn’t help but stare at her incredible body. His mind filled with dirty thoughts as he watched her move around the room in those high heels – they made her hips sway sensually and every time she took a step, it seemed like she was pressing her wet pussy against him.
He finally found his voice again. “So, what do you want from me?” he asked nervously, feeling both excited and terrified at the same time.
She sauntered over to him until their bodies were inches apart. Then, before he knew what was happening, she lifted one leg and placed it on top of his thigh, her stocking-clad foot resting on his crotch. He gasped as he felt her warm skin touch his cock through his jeans.
“I thought maybe we could play a little game,” she whispered in his ear, her hot breath sending shivers down his spine. “How about I give you a foot job while you jerk off?”
Without hesitation, Jonathan nodded eagerly. As his sister knelt down beside him, he unzipped his fly and pulled out his hard cock. She wrapped her soft hands around it firmly, giving him a sultry look over her shoulder before starting to stroke him slowly with long, deliberate strokes. She began to pump his cock up and down, her hands moving faster and faster as she leaned in closer to taste the head of his dick with her tongue. Jonathan groaned loudly, feeling the pressure building inside him. He closed his eyes and let himself go, imagining her lips wrapped around his shaft instead of her hands. She sensed his urgency and increased her pace, squeezing his balls gently with her free hand.
“Fuck, sis, that feels so good,” he moaned, his hips bucking involuntarily as he neared his climax. She smiled wickedly, knowing she had him right where she wanted him. With one final, intense squeeze, she felt him explode in her hands, his hot sperm coating her fingers and wrist. She licked her fingers clean, savoring the taste of him, then stood up and stretched, revealing her perfect tits.
“Was that good for you, stepbrother?” she asked, her voice husky with desire.
“Oh fuck yeah,” he panted, still trying to catch his breath. “That was amazing.”
She giggled and walked away, leaving him there with a satisfied smile on his face. As she disappeared into another room, Jonathan zipped up his pants and adjusted himself, feeling completely relaxed and content. He knew he would be thinking about this moment for a long time to come, and couldn’t wait to see what else she had in store for him.