Grayson

I had no intention of looking into Kassia’s room when I got back. I was just heading to the bathroom for a quick shower when I heard her moan my name. Seeing her spread out on her bed with her dress pulled up over her knees and her boobs out was a pleasant surprise.

I had expected Kassia to be one of those innocent types. The kind that would blush at the thought of touching herself, despite the look in her pretty hazel eyes when we met and again after she caught me naked. I was very familiar with that curious, hungry stare.

Normally, I didn’t mind. It made things easier for me to get what I wanted, but she was my stepsister. She was supposed to be off-limits, and nice girls weren’t really my speed. But I had clearly been very wrong about her.

I couldn’t lie. The thought of what she looked like without her clothes had crossed my mind more than a few times since I moved in. Her full lips were inviting, but her slim, toned legs were my weakness. She was fucking hot, if a little timid for my usual tastes.

I watched her slide two fingers deep inside her pussy, pumping them in and out as she moaned my name. The image of her boobs bouncing up and down as she fucked herself to the thought of me would forever be imprinted on my brain.

The look of horror on her face as she came, finally noticing that I was standing right there, was priceless. If my cock hadn’t been so hard, I would’ve laughed.

As I stepped into her room, intending to just tease her about being caught, I realized I wanted more. I wanted her beneath me. I wanted to see her face at the height of pleasure up close as she screamed my name.

“What?” she asked softly, disbelief evident in her tone.

The side of me that liked to be in control took over, delight rushing through me as her eyes widened. I grinned.

“You heard me, Kassia,” I said, brushing her dark-brown hair behind her ear. “Spread your legs so I can lick you clean.”

I thought about pulling her to the edge of the bed, slowly unwrapping the floral bedspread. I’d make her spread her legs as wide as she could before burying my face between her thighs.

I pictured her fingers curling in my hair as she bucked against my mouth, gasping my name as she came again. Then I’d flip her over and really make her scream.

She licked her lips nervously, gaze darting away as she hugged her knees tighter. She seemed so innocent, but she wasn’t fooling me. I knew exactly what she was and what she wanted.

“Grayson, it was just a fantasy,” she whispered. “You’re my stepbrother. We can’t do that. It would be wrong.”

I smiled, barely able to keep my hands to myself as my cock strained against my zipper. I knew she had a point, but the thought of it made me want her even more.

Besides, it wasn’t like we were related or like I was planning on sticking around after I got my diploma. I’d be on my own and never have to see her again. Family stuff wasn’t really my thing anyway.

Suddenly, the idea of staying here seemed less like a punishment. I had been waiting for school to start before I found some new girl to keep me entertained until graduation.

“Whatever you say, Kassia,” I said as I turned and headed into the bathroom.

I could be patient. She was already fantasizing about me. It would just take a little convincing to get her to want to try the real thing. And I was willing to wait, carefully luring her in until she couldn’t fight the desire anymore.

I shut the door behind me, groaning as the image of her pleasuring herself played on repeat in my head. I took off my clothes as I started the shower, tossing them toward the hamper.

My eyes fell on her things, piled up neatly in the basket. A pair of black lace panties rested near the top.

I looped a finger through the waistband, pulling them out slowly and bunching them in my hand as I brought them up to my face and sniffed. Her intoxicating scent made me even harder.

I stepped into the warm spray with her panties still clutched in my fist. I breathed in her scent again as I wrapped my other hand around my cock. I couldn’t get enough of it.

My hand aggressively pumped along my shaft, the fantasy of spreading her out on her bed fueling my building need. Each stroke got rougher as I thought about exactly what I would do to her.

“Kassia,” I whispered as my hand moved faster, stroking my length harder as I neared my release.

I wrapped her underwear around my shaft, the rough feel of the wet lace pushing me closer and closer to the edge as it slid along my skin. Within moments, I was cumming into them, softly moaning her name.

As my pulse slowed, I smiled, letting the hot water flow over my body and wash the cum out of her panties as I continued to hold them around my pulsing cock.