Step-Sis Lessons

Missy finally got the guy she wants, but the nerves sit heavy in her stomach. She's untouched. On the other side of the bed Nelly stretches out in nothing but silk panties and a smirk. Her older stepsister has a reputation and knows exactly what a girl needs the first time. Nelly's voice cuts low and steady. She tells Missy to strip slow, to feel every inch of skin before he sees it. Her eyes never leave her little sister's body. When Missy hesitates, Nelly moves behind her, warm breath brushing her neck. Gentle fingers cup firm breasts, thumb grazing hard nipples, teaching her the right rhythm. Missy climbs over the waiting man and Nelly presses a hand to the small of her back. "Take him inch by inch," she whispers. Missy lowers herself. The stretch surprises her. A sweet burn blooms where he fills her. Nelly guides Missy's hips, rocking her until the rhythm finds them. Sweat beads on skin. Soft gasps turn guttural when the pace quickens. Nelly slips a hand between Missy's legs, thumb circling her swollen clit. "Feel that tight little cunt squeezing him. Beautiful." The man thrusts up harder. Missy shatters, voice breaking into a desperate moan. Nelly kisses her temple, fingers still petting her through the last ripples. "Good girl. Now ride him like you mean it."