1. My Step Sister Part 3 - Bathroom Tryst


    Date: 6/25/2015, Categories: Fiction, Incest, Teen, Teen Male/Teen Female, Young, Author: DaSpark, Rating: 89.8, Source: sexstories.com

    All I can say is thank god that Becky and I didn't continue our relationship of love that night. I certainly wanted to but our parents ended up coming home at about 4 AM since my step mom got food poisoning. Imagine if they had come home to find us naked and lying together. So it did work out for the best. The next 11 days were excruciating. All I wanted was another moment of passion with my love. But we couldn't get much time together as she was starting to gear up for the new school year and shopping and doing pre-readings as she was determined to clean up her grades this year. I wanted to get together at night and even hinted at it to Becky but she turned me down saying that was too risky. What was worse, was she seemed to enjoy teasing me. But she did it in the most subtle of ways. She had been waking me up for work in the morning since I didn't have an alarm clock (no cell phones back then) and she would knock on my door and pop halfway in to wake me up. She used to do it before she showered, no she did it after, a towel wrapped around her wet body, her hair wet and tangled from the shower. She looked halfway like a woman wet from sex sweat and she knew it. She also would smile extra long at me after telling a joke or making a comment, holding it for an extra second, just enough to make me want her again. Plus she wore shorter and shorter skirts and shorts around the house, and t-shirts that hugged her teen frame. Needless to say, I was jacking off about 5 times a day ...
    just to keep control of myself. I am still amazed I was able to form so much cum to keep up with the demand. I had gotten to the point that not even jacking off thinking directly of Becky was satisfying the lust for her that sat in my testicles. I had to be inside her again, and without anything in the god damn way this time. Becky could sense my animal lust and was careful to never be alone in the house with me, figuring I would be too afraid to get caught, and I was. But when I woke up that morning about a week and a half later, I had dreamed about her, and I HAD to have her before I left for work. She usually came and knocked on my door and woke me up after she took her shower, but that morning, I made my way to the bathroom before the water shut off. Our bathroom was designed for multiple people, the sinks in the front room and the toilet and tub in another with a sliding door. I stood against the wall when I heard the water turn off. After a delay the door slid open and Becky walked out, holding the big white fluffy towel behind her as she always did, never bothering to tie it up. Her hair hung, wet and curling from the water, her tan skin reddened a bit by the hot water. She noticed me in the mirror as I approached her, my hard on sticking out of the piss hole in my boxers. "Marc, what are you . . oof!" I pushed the door closed almost all the way and pressed Becky up against the bathroom counter right in front of one of the sinks. I wanted to watch her as I fucked the ...
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