Don't Let Dad Catch Us!

Rharri Rhound and Skylar Vox sit side by side on the bed, two eighteen-year-old step-sisters trading dirty school gossip between bursts of laughter. Skylar’s pierced nipples push against her thin top as the talk turns personal. She blushes and admits she’s still a virgin, worried she’ll walk into college without knowing what to do. Rharri, her own full breasts straining the buttons of her shirt, says she doesn’t have much experience either. For a second the room goes quiet. Then Rharri leans closer and suggests they teach each other. Skylar hesitates, but the idea sinks in quick. They move together, lips brushing first, shy and soft, then hungry. Hands slip under clothes, tracing curves, tugging at piercings, cupping heavy flesh and small, tight handfuls. They keep stealing glances at the door, hearts racing—better stay quiet, or their dad might catch them.