**”Big Sister’s Secret”**

I never expected my night to turn out like this. My older sister, Emily, had always been the wild one—confident, carefree, and, apparently, a nudist. I had caught glimpses of her walking around the house naked before, but she never seemed to care who saw. Tonight, though, things went further than either of us planned.

It started when I walked into the kitchen to find her completely bare, bending over to grab a drink from the fridge. Her round ass was on full display, the soft curve of her cheeks enough to make my cock twitch in my shorts. She turned and smirked when she saw me staring.

“See something you like?” she teased, taking a slow sip of her water, her eyes dropping to the obvious bulge in my pants.

I swallowed hard. “You know you could at least put on some clothes.”

She shrugged, stepping closer. “Why? It’s just us. And besides, I like being naked. Feels good.” Her fingers trailed over her own hip, drawing my eyes down to the neatly trimmed patch of hair between her legs. Her pussy glistened slightly, already wet.

Fuck.

Before I could stop myself, I reached out and grabbed her waist, pulling her against me. She gasped but didn’t push me away. Instead, her hand found my cock through my shorts, squeezing it with a smirk. “Knew you wanted me.”

That was all the permission I needed. I kissed her hard, our tongues tangling as my hands roamed over her bare body—her tits, her ass, the slick heat between her thighs. She moaned into my mouth, grinding against me. “Take these off,” she breathed, tugging at my shorts.

In seconds, I was just as naked as she was, my cock thick and throbbing between us. Emily dropped to her knees without hesitation, wrapping her lips around the head and sucking hard. I groaned, thrusting into her hot mouth as she took me deeper, her hand working the base.

When she pulled back, her lips were slick with spit. “I’ve been thinking about this,” she admitted, stroking me slowly. “About how bad I want you to fuck me.”

I couldn’t hold back anymore. I pushed her back onto the kitchen counter, spreading her legs. Her pussy was dripping, her clit swollen under my fingers as I teased her. “Tell me what you want,” I growled.

“I want your cock,” she whimpered. “Everywhere.”

I slid two fingers inside her, curling them just right to make her arch her back. “Even here?” I pressed my thumb against her tight asshole, and she gasped.

“Yes—fuck, yes.”

I spit against her ass, rubbing my thumb in slow circles until her hole relaxed. Then, slick with her own juices, I pushed the head of my cock against it, watching her face as I pressed inside.

Emily cried out, clutching the counter as her body stretched around me. “Oh my god—fuck, it’s so good,” she panted, pushing back against me.

I gripped her hips and buried myself deep, her ass impossibly tight around my cock. The heat was insane, her muscles clenching as I fucked her slow and deep.

“Harder,” she begged, and I obeyed, slamming into her until the counter shook. Her pussy was soaked, her juices dripping down her thighs.

Then, without warning, she tensed—and a warm stream of piss splashed down onto the floor beneath us, her body shuddering as she came. “Fuck, I couldn’t hold it,” she moaned, her ass squeezing me even tighter.

The sight of her losing control pushed me over the edge. I groaned, pulling her hips back against me as I came deep inside her, filling her up.

When I finally pulled out, she turned to face me, her body still trembling. “We are so doing that again,” she whispered, licking her lips.

And I knew she was right.