Margot, a sultry ginger-haired temptress, had always been a thorn in her step sister’s side. The two had never seen eye-to-eye, but that was all about to change. Margot had a plan, one that would leave her step sister breathless and begging for more.
As the evening sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across their shared bedroom, Margot slipped into something more comfortable – a sheer, lace-trimmed negligee that hugged her curves like a second skin. Her step sister, a petite blonde, was lounging on her bed, lost in a book.
Margot sauntered over to her step sister, the satin of her negligee whispering against her skin. Her step sister looked up, her eyes widening as she took in the sight before her. Margot leaned in, her lips brushing her ear as she whispered, “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”
The blonde’s breath hitched, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson. Margot continued, her voice a low purr, “I want to show you just how much I desire you.”
With a boldness that surprised even herself, Margot’s step sister reached out, her fingers tracing the lace of Margot’s negligee. Margot gasped, her nipples hardening beneath the delicate fabric.
“I’ve always wanted you,” her step sister confessed, her eyes locked on Margot’s. “I never knew how to tell you.”
Margot’s lips curved into a wicked smile. “Well, now you don’t have to.” She leaned in, her mouth claiming her in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced, exploring every inch of each other’s mouths as they slowly undressed one another.
The air between them crackled with electricity as Margot’s step sister’s hands roamed over her body, exploring every curve and hollow. Margot moaned, her fingers tangling in her hair as she guided her down, her mouth finding the sensitive spot between her legs.
As Margot’s step sister pleasured her with her lips and tongue, Margot arched her back, her fingers digging into the sheets. The pleasure built, washing over her like a tidal wave, until she cried out, her body trembling with release.
Margot pulled her step sister up, her lips finding hers once more. “Now it’s your turn,” she whispered, her fingers sliding between her thighs. As the night wore on, the two women explored each other’s bodies, their passion igniting a fire that would burn brightly for many nights to come.
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