My parents divorced when I was 16. A year after that, my father married another woman. Soon the stepmother moved in with my dad, and she brought her daughter from the first marriage. So I got a stepmother and a stepsister. I have told the beginning of that story in .
Stepsister’s name was Lina. I did not like her at first. I thought that she was spoiled and annoying. I bumped into her all the time around the house. No wonder that I was grumpy and withdrawn. I stayed in my room most of the time.
But one day, when our parents weren’t at home, Lina came into my room for an “Honest talk.” We realized that we both liked each other but failed to talk about that. The honest talk ended up with Lina touching my cock and doing a great blow job. After that, we became best friends. She had a boyfriend which whom she had an “on and off” relationship. But she did not mind having intimacy with me sometimes when her boyfriend was not around.
Lina was quite a sexy girl. She was tall, blonde, slim, with blue eyes, round ass, and tall perky tits. She often pranced around the house just in her undies or in a tight top and shorts and barefoot. Needless to say, that I had a boner in my pants when Lina brushed by me in a walkway.
One day I came home after playing basketball with my friends. It was a hot day in summer. I was sweaty and tired. I trudged into the laundry with a basket of my clothes. I just opened the washing machine and prepared to load it when my stepsister opened the door and came into the laundry room. She carried a basket with her dirty clothes too.
Lina glanced at me, said “Hello,” giggled, and brushed before me to the washing machine. She started loading her clothes into the washer in front of me.
That was too much. “Excuse me,” I protested. “I came here first, and I need a washer.”
“Oh, I am sorry, brother,” she said, smiling, “Please wait for your turn. I need a washer immediately. It’s an emergency of the sort! I just came from the gym, and I am all sweaty. I am going to the party tonight. I need my clothes cleaned, and I need to take a shower quickly,” she chattered, loading her clothes.
“But what about my clothes?” I said, “I have dirty socks, and I need a shower too. Why should you be first?”
“Oh, forgive me,” she chattered in a sweet tone. “I am really in a hurry. Let me do it first, and I’ll make it worthwhile for you.”
Lina completely lacked any modesty. After she loaded all socks from the laundry basket, she started peeling clothes from herself. First, Lina peeled her tight top and shorts and threw them into the washer too. Then Lina unzipped and took off her bra and threw it into the washing machine.
Then she turned to me, showing her tall boobs with perky nipples, and giggled. “Like what you see?” She asked brightly. She took her boobs in her hands and shook them up and down playfully.
“Oh, that’s awesome,” I remarked.
“Did I make it worthwhile for you to wait?” She asked.
“Not yet,” I replied, smiling shrewdly.
“That’s enough for you,” she said. “Please turn around. Don’t look here.”
I smiled, but I did not turn away and kept looking at her.
Lina sighed, then she pulled down her thong panties. Then and dropped them into the washer too. She stood completely naked and looked at me. She put her hands on her hips.
“Did you get your entertainment?” She asked sarcastically.
“Yes,” I said. “We are cool now.”
Lina brushed by me on her way to the bathroom. She was sweaty indeed. I looked at her butt when Lina walked. Then she turned to me and made a gesture with her hand to follow her and giggled. I followed her through the hallway and into the bathroom.
Lina stepped into the shower, glanced at me, and said in a casual tone, “Will you wash my back, please?”
I was so surprised that I could not speak. I nodded my head and came close to her.
“What should I do?” I asked snappishly.
“Go ahead,” she said confidently, “Take a sponge and brush my back with soap.”
I had never seen her naked in a shower before. Her body was slim and firm. Her skin was tanned. I stepped into the shower stall with her and took a sponge and a soap bar from the shelf. Lina turned her back to me in the shower. She turned a shower on and splashed warm water on herself. I soaped the sponge and brushed it gently over her back. She giggled and moaned with pleasure, glancing at me happily. I applied soap again and washed her shoulders and her neck, then her lower body.
When doing it, I felt so much excitement that I had a hard boner. My cock became very hard. I was about to cum at any moment. Then Lina turned to me and muttered, “Thank you. It was so nice of you.”
We stood so close that we practically brushed on each other. We were both wet and warm; our skins were slippery from the soap. Lina touched me with her breasts, and she kissed me. Lina panted heavy and looked me into the eyes.
But that was not all yet. Lina looked down at my boner and muttered, “Ohh, it’s so long, longer than my boyfriend’s cock.”
She took my penis in her hands and stroked it gently, washing it with soap and warm water. I grunted with excitement.
Suddenly Lina bent down on her knees and took my cock in her mouth. “Mmm,” she muttered with the full moth, bobbing her head toward me and back. Her tongue and lips slid along my penis. She also stroked the base of the cock with her hand. It was so pleasant that I muttered and closed my eyes. Lina touched my balls and tickled them with her fingers. That was too much for me to handle. I grunted, and I cum instantly, with the stream of white sperm flying from the end of it into her face and her open mouth.
Lina coughed for a moment and spat the sperm from her mouth. Then she giggled and looked up at me from below. Her eyes shined with excitement. Lina stood up and washed her face under the stream of warm water from the shower.
“Oh, sorry,” was all that I could say.
“That OK,” Lina said, laughing, “I love that.” Then she stepped out from the shower stall.
I washed under the stream of warm water. Then I stepped from the shower too.
Lina stood in the bathroom. She already covered herself in the cotton bathrobe. She dried her hair with a towel.
She smiled and glanced at me mischievously.
“So, did I make it worthwhile for you?” She asked brightly.
“Oh, certainly,” I replied, laughing.
“You are the best stepsister I could imagine!” I replied.
She giggled.
I kissed her on the cheek and hugged her quickly. Then I wrapped myself with the bathrobe and went to the laundry to load my clothes into the washer.
Read the continuation in the next chapter, “Sexy stepsister, story 3.”