Katie was in a precarious position, her backside up in the air as she strained to reach the last of the laundry at the bottom of the washer. She felt herself tilting forward, her feet losing their balance and dangling off the ground.
Just as she was about to tumble headfirst into the spinning drum, Katie heard the laundry room door creak open behind her. She froze, face pressed against the cold metal, skirt hiked up around her hips. Whoever had just entered now had a perfect view of her most intimate areas.
“Well, well, what do we have here?” a deep male voice chuckled. Katie’s heart pounded. It was her new stepbrother, moving his things in today. She had yet to meet him in person.
Before she could scramble out and face him, Katie felt large hands grasping her hips through the thin fabric of her skirt. She gasped as they kneaded the supple flesh, thumbs rubbing tantalizingly close to her heated core.
“Ah! Let go!” she cried out, trying to wriggle away. But her stepbrother held firm, pulling her back against his body. Katie could feel the hard bulge of his arousal pressing insistently between her cheeks through his jeans.
“What’s the rush, sis?” he purred, a wicked amusement in his tone. “I think you and I both know you’re exactly where you want to be.”
Katie’s face burned with shame even as a traitorous part of her quivered with excitement. “I… I’m not your sister,” she protested weakly.
“Well, you’re about to be,” he shot back, voice low and rough with lust. “And by the looks of it, you’re more than eager to get acquainted with your new big brother.”
One of his hands released her hip to creep around front. Katie whimpered as he cupped her mound through her panties, calloused fingers firm against the damp fabric. He felt her tremble and knew he had her exactly where he wanted her.
“Let me help you out of there,” he cooed, a deceptively gentle tone. “I know just how to get you untangled…”
Katie shivered as his hand delved beneath her skirt, stroking her slick folds. She was already so scorching hot, her body practically vibrating from his touch. It took all of her willpower not to spread her legs and beg him to take her right then and there.
“Yes,” she breathed, unable to hold back a needy moan. “Please…”
Her new stepbrother grinned, deft fingers circling her sensitive pearl. “Anything for an eager little thing like you, sis. Just let big brother handle it all.”
And with that, he hiked up her skirt the rest of the way and buried his face between her thighs. Katie nearly screamed as his mouth sealed over her aching sex, tongue delving deep to lap up her sweet nectar.
“Oh god, oh fuck!” she wailed, hips bucking wildly as she surrendered to the overwhelming sensation. He ate her out with single-minded focus, alternately suckling her clit and thrusting deep. The world fell away until nothing existed but his skillful mouth and the growing pressure low in her belly.
Katie felt the peak approaching fast, white hot and blinding. “Ah! I’m gonna… I’m gonna…!”
Her stepbrother doubled his efforts, tongue and lips and teeth working her through her release. Katie came with a ragged cry, seeing stars as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her. Her body spasmed helplessly against his face, gushing sweet cream as he coaxed her through every last aftershock.
Finally, she slumped against the washing machine, spent and quivering. He pressed soft kisses along her inner thighs before pulling back with a smug grin. Katie wished she could see her juices glistening obscenely on his chin.
“There you go, sis. All cleaned up and ready to go,” he quipped, “Don’t mention it.”
Katie gaped at him, mind reeling, as he easily hoisted her up and set her back on her feet. She swayed unsteadily, legs like jelly, and he wrapped a strong arm around her waist to hold her upright.
Then his other hand was cupping the bulge straining his zipper. Katie’s eyes widened as he freed his impressive length, thick and heavy and flushed a deep, angry red. The broad head already wept with pearly beads of pre-cum.
“Buuut I think your big brother needs a little cleaning of his own,” he growled, voice thick and rough. “Care to help me out, sis?”
And then he was hoisting her up and around, hands cupping her bare bottom, the thick head of his cock notching at her sopping entrance. Katie gasped as he pushed her back against the washer and lined himself up with her dripping slit.
“Please…” she whimpered, hips canting forward greedily. “Fill me. I need it so bad.”
“You got it, sis,” he growled, and thrust to the hilt in one hard stroke.
Katie keened as he stretched her open, hot and tight and perfect. He set a hard, driving rhythm, pounding her into the unyielding metal as he grunted in her ear. She could only hold on for dear life, nails biting into his shoulders, back bowing as he split her open over and over again.
It was hard and fast and primal, the ancient rhythm of rutting beasts, and Katie felt herself hurtling once more towards that blinding peak. “Close,” she panted. “I’m so close!”
“Me too,” he gritted, hips snapping violently. “Gonna fuck you full of my cum. Pump this tight little pussy ’til it’s dripping. You want that, sis?”
“Yes!” Katie nearly screamed, swollen clit throbbing in time with his thrusts. “Please, fill me! I wanna feel your cum!”
He swore, dark eyes glinting with feral hunger as he brought his hand between them. His fingers found her aching pearl and pinched down hard, sending her flying over the edge with a wailing cry.
Katie convulsed beneath him, back arching, sex clamping down on his pistoning cock as she came harder than she ever had in her life. He followed her a heartbeat later, hips jerking erratically as he emptied himself deep inside her fluttering sheath.
They collapsed together, a tangle of sweat-slick limbs and heaving chests. Katie felt him pulse and twitch in the aftershocks, cock still hard and buried to the root. She shifted her hips with a low moan, milking every last drop from his throbbing length.
Slowly, he slid out of her, cock slick and shining with their mingled fluids. Katie shuddered at the loss, feeling empty and aching in the best way. He grinned down at her, taking in her thoroughly debauched state with smug satisfaction.
“Welcome to the family, sis,” he purred, voice low and rough. “I think you and I are gonna get along real well.”
Katie’s answering smile was slow and wicked, hazel eyes glinting with mischief and unspoken promise. She had a feeling he was absolutely right.
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