Keep It In The "Family" - Sex Stories

Keep It In The "Family"

... needed to focus on getting the best shots possible.

As Ava spread her legs, Ethan captured every second of her delicate labia opening up to the camera lens, just like a rose opens up in the morning sun. The soft folds were heavily coated with her essence oozing from her depths. This photoshoot was turning Ava on just as much as it was turning him on.

Her musky scent engulfed him in a cloud of yearning, lust pulsating through his veins with each click of the camera. Ava couldn't help but notice the intensity in Ethan's gaze as he captured her most intimate parts, and she was curious about his reaction if she pushed the boundaries even further.

Her hand trembled slightly as her fingers ran over her freshly shaved mound and across her pulsating bud before dipping into her wetness. Ethan gasped as he watched his stepsister finger herself in front of him. He couldn't help but wish his cock had taken the place of the two fingers that slid in and out of her tight cunt.

Ava spread her labia with her fingers, allowing Ethan a glimpse into her fiery core. His mouth watered and he could barely breathe as he zoomed in on her dripping entrance, capturing every detail of her arousal. His desire became almost unbearable as he longed to taste his stepsister's sweet essence and feel her ...

... tightness around him.

"You really like what you see, don't you?" Ava teased, pushing his buttons.

Ethan swallowed hard but remained silent, focusing on getting a good shot of how her juices flowed down her perineum, pooling around her rosebud, and creating a small puddle on the sheets beneath her.

"I think we have enough pictures," Ava said, snatching the camera from Ethan's grasp and placing it on the nightstand.

Locking eyes with Ethan, she slowly crawled towards him, her movements confident. Ethan just sat there, frozen.

Without breaking their intense gaze, Ava whispered, "Let me show you how much I appreciate your help."

She reached for the zipper of his pants, dragging it down while maintaining eye contact. As the zipper slid down, Ethan snapped out of the spell Ava put on him and grabbed her wrists.

"This is wrong, Ava!"

"Sometimes the wrong things feel so good," Ava replied, grinning.

"But you're my stepsister!"

"Yes, I am," she purred, leaning in, her breath caressing his lips. "But I'm not your actual sister."

Ethan felt a rush of conflicting emotions. "We can't do this, Ava," he said, his voice cracking with desire. "It's too risky and complicated."

"Relax, Ethan. It will be our little secret," Ava whispered, leaning in.

TO BE CONTINUED...