Porn Stories Fucking my gf's sister
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**The Favor**
My girlfriend had been gone for three days—some bullshit work trip—and her little sister, Lacey, had come over to water the plants. She was 22, blond, and had this ass that made every guy at family dinners stare when she bent over. She knew it too, the way she’d smirk when she caught me looking.
Today was different though. She wasn’t smirking. She was sitting on my couch, legs crossed, chewing her gum slow, watching me with these big blue eyes while my stomach twisted.
“You gonna help me out or not?” she asked, popping her gum.
The video on her phone was crystal clear. Me, drunk, hands all over her at some party last month. My girlfriend had stepped out, and for five stupid minutes, I’d let Lacey grind against me, her tight little dress riding up as I squeezed that perfect ass. We never fucked, but it sure as hell looked like we had in that clip.
“What do you want?” I muttered, trying to keep my voice steady.
She uncrossed her legs deliberately, letting her shorts ride up higher. “I *want* you to stop pretending like you don’t think about this all the time.” She licked her lips. “I saw how hard you got that night. Bet you’re hard right now, too.”
I was. Fuck, I was rock solid just from her teasing tone.
Lacey stood up, swaying her hips as she closed the distance between us. Her fingers trailed down my chest, stopping just above my belt. “I keep this between us… *if* you give me what I want.”
I should’ve pushed her away. But my hands were already on her waist, dragging her closer. The second her body pressed against mine, I was lost.
Her mouth crushed against mine, hot and hungry. She tasted like mint gum and something sweet—cherry lip gloss, maybe. I groaned into her mouth as her fingers fumbled with my belt, yanking it open. My cock throbbed the second she wrapped her hand around it, stroking slow like she already knew how to make me lose my fucking mind.
“Fuck, Lacey—”
She dropped to her knees, looking up at me with those sinful eyes as she licked a slow stripe from base to tip. “You *really* wanna say no right now?”
I gripped the back of the couch, my hips jerking forward as she took me deep, her lips stretching around my cock. She sucked hard, her tongue swirling around the head every time she pulled back. I could feel her moan around me, the vibration shooting straight to my balls.
“Goddamn,” I hissed, tugging her hair. “You’ve done this before.”
She pulled off with a wet *pop*, grinning. “Maybe. You gonna return the favor?”
I didn’t answer—just dragged her up, spun her around, and bent her over the arm of the couch. Her shorts and panties were off in one rough tug, and Jesus *Christ*, her ass was even better bare. Plump, round, begging to be marked up. I spanked her once, hard, watching her skin flush pink under my palm.
Lacey whimpered, arching her back. “Fucking *do it* already.”
I didn’t make her beg. One hand spread her open while the other guided my cock right to her dripping pussy. She was so wet, I slid in without resistance, her tight cunt clenching around me like a fucking vice.
“Oh *shit*,” she gasped, nails clawing at the couch.
I set a brutal pace from the start, slamming into her, my hips smacking against her ass with every thrust. She was so fucking hot inside, squeezing me tighter with every noise I dragged out of her.
“You like blackmailing me, huh?” I growled, gripping her hips hard enough to bruise. “Like knowing I can’t say no?”
She moaned, pushing back against me. “Yes—*fuck*, yes, just like that—”
I reached around, rubbing her clit in rough circles, and her whole body shook. “Gonna cum already?” I taunted, feeling her walls start to flutter.
Lacey’s scream was muffled against the couch as she came, her pussy milking me so hard I couldn’t hold back. I buried myself deep, groaning her name as I filled her up.
She collapsed onto the couch, panting, her hair a mess. I pulled out, watching my cum drip down her thighs.
She turned her head, smirking up at me. “So… same time next week?”
I should’ve felt guilty.
But all I could think about was how fucking *good* her ass looked with my handprint still red on it.
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