movie, but twenty minutes later Carla was getting bored with it and she leaned over the side of the sofa to get one of her magazines.
“Are the men in the movie not good looki ng enough for you?” Greg teased her when he saw her opening it.
“I prefer looking at the celebs in their swimming trunks,” she shot back at him as she remembered his comment from the night before. She let out a slight giggle before she went on. “I like to see just how big their bulges are.”
The breath caught in Greg’s throat at the words. He’d been trying to fight off the stiffening of his cock as he sneaked glances at Carla’s legs, but her cheeky words brought on a hot rush of blood that was unstoppable.
“Dirty girl,” he teased his stepsister and waited to see what the response was.
The grin spread across Carla’s face. “I do dirtier things than just look at bulges,” she confessed as the effects of the alcohol lowered her inhibitions.
Greg tried to control his breathing and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat as his erection started to strain against the confines of his pants.
“ What exactly do you do?” he asked and hoped that Carla would reveal more. He wasn’t disappointed.
“On the internet,” his stepsister admitted. “You can see a whole lot more than bulges on there.”
“Fuck,” Greg let out under his breath then raised his voice. “What do you look at?”
A flush of redness spread across Carla’s cheeks, but her obvious embarrassment didn’t stop her going on and her voice was quiet.
“You know…,” she said. “At naked guys when they are turned on.”
“Do…, do you like what you see?” Greg asked.
Carla rested her head on the back of the sofa and closed her eyes.
“Oh yeah,” she confessed quietly and a little smile played on her lips. “It sends my fantasies running wild when I see just how…, you know…, just how big and solid they get.”
Greg hesitated, but knew he had to ask. “Have you ever…”
“…seen one in real life?” Carla finished in a rush and opened her eyes to look at stepbrother. She shook her head. “No,” she went on, “Not yet. I’m still a little virgin girl.”
Their eyes locked and Greg could sense his heart pounding at what he was hearing. He watched as Carla sat up again and knew that he was going to get what he wanted. There was no doubt what was happening was his stepsister’s fantasy even more than it was his and he saw her gaze drop briefly to his crotch and come back up to his face. Her mouth opened slightly and the tip of her tongue darted out to wet her lips.
“Do…, do you want to see?” Greg asked slowly.
Carla nodded her head and in an instant crossed the distance between them. She pushed her stepbrother’s knees apart so that she could drop down to the floor between them and he almost jumped as her hand touched his thigh.
“Are you hard?” she asked.
“Yes,” he confessed. “It happens a lot around you these days.”
“Fuck…,” Carla breathed out quietly. “Show me.”
A shiver rippled through her as she watched Greg drop his hand to the zipper of his pants. Looking at the pictures on the internet always got her wet, but she’d never felt as excited as she did right at that moment. She stroked her fingertips on her stepbrother’s thigh as she watched him lower the zipper. The moment stretched out as he slipped his hand through the open gap and wriggled in the seat as he worked fingers under his boxer shorts.
As his hand came back out Carla let out a gasp as she saw the slick head of his cock. As Greg continued to wriggle in the seat he pulled his erection completely out and she got her first real look at it as he pulled his hand away. The thick veins bulged out along its length as the rush of hot blood stiffened the flesh to make it throb. She looked up at her stepbrother.
“Is…, is this weird?” she asked.
“Definitely,” he replied and reaching for her hand dragged it to his cock.
Carla shivered
“Are the men in the movie not good looki ng enough for you?” Greg teased her when he saw her opening it.
“I prefer looking at the celebs in their swimming trunks,” she shot back at him as she remembered his comment from the night before. She let out a slight giggle before she went on. “I like to see just how big their bulges are.”
The breath caught in Greg’s throat at the words. He’d been trying to fight off the stiffening of his cock as he sneaked glances at Carla’s legs, but her cheeky words brought on a hot rush of blood that was unstoppable.
“Dirty girl,” he teased his stepsister and waited to see what the response was.
The grin spread across Carla’s face. “I do dirtier things than just look at bulges,” she confessed as the effects of the alcohol lowered her inhibitions.
Greg tried to control his breathing and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat as his erection started to strain against the confines of his pants.
“ What exactly do you do?” he asked and hoped that Carla would reveal more. He wasn’t disappointed.
“On the internet,” his stepsister admitted. “You can see a whole lot more than bulges on there.”
“Fuck,” Greg let out under his breath then raised his voice. “What do you look at?”
A flush of redness spread across Carla’s cheeks, but her obvious embarrassment didn’t stop her going on and her voice was quiet.
“You know…,” she said. “At naked guys when they are turned on.”
“Do…, do you like what you see?” Greg asked.
Carla rested her head on the back of the sofa and closed her eyes.
“Oh yeah,” she confessed quietly and a little smile played on her lips. “It sends my fantasies running wild when I see just how…, you know…, just how big and solid they get.”
Greg hesitated, but knew he had to ask. “Have you ever…”
“…seen one in real life?” Carla finished in a rush and opened her eyes to look at stepbrother. She shook her head. “No,” she went on, “Not yet. I’m still a little virgin girl.”
Their eyes locked and Greg could sense his heart pounding at what he was hearing. He watched as Carla sat up again and knew that he was going to get what he wanted. There was no doubt what was happening was his stepsister’s fantasy even more than it was his and he saw her gaze drop briefly to his crotch and come back up to his face. Her mouth opened slightly and the tip of her tongue darted out to wet her lips.
“Do…, do you want to see?” Greg asked slowly.
Carla nodded her head and in an instant crossed the distance between them. She pushed her stepbrother’s knees apart so that she could drop down to the floor between them and he almost jumped as her hand touched his thigh.
“Are you hard?” she asked.
“Yes,” he confessed. “It happens a lot around you these days.”
“Fuck…,” Carla breathed out quietly. “Show me.”
A shiver rippled through her as she watched Greg drop his hand to the zipper of his pants. Looking at the pictures on the internet always got her wet, but she’d never felt as excited as she did right at that moment. She stroked her fingertips on her stepbrother’s thigh as she watched him lower the zipper. The moment stretched out as he slipped his hand through the open gap and wriggled in the seat as he worked fingers under his boxer shorts.
As his hand came back out Carla let out a gasp as she saw the slick head of his cock. As Greg continued to wriggle in the seat he pulled his erection completely out and she got her first real look at it as he pulled his hand away. The thick veins bulged out along its length as the rush of hot blood stiffened the flesh to make it throb. She looked up at her stepbrother.
“Is…, is this weird?” she asked.
“Definitely,” he replied and reaching for her hand dragged it to his cock.
Carla shivered
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