Stepsister's Sleepover Pt. 02

It was Saturday morning and as I had predicted my younger stepsister Chrissy and her friend Jenny got up with the sun.

One of them woke me up as she stomped downstairs and I rolled over and tried to get back to sleep. I must have drifted off because the next thing I heard was the front door slamming. I checked the clock on my bedside table and saw that it read 9.30am, Jenny must have left.

I heard Chrissy climb the stairs and then there was silence for 10 seconds before, to my surprise, she opened my bedroom door and came and sat cross-legged on the empty side of my queen-sized bed.

"Hey, I knew you'd be awake."

"It's difficult to sleep when there are two elephants lumbering around the house."

She stuck her tongue out at me.

"So," she said, "you'll never guess what."

"What?" I asked, rubbing sleep from my eyes.

"Jeff! You have to guess."

I sighed and studied my 18-year-old stepsister. She was small, even smaller than Jenny, about 5 feet tall with pale skin and blonde, almost silver, hair that came down to the middle of her back. Though she did not have as nice an arse as Jenny she did have some lovely tits, not that I thought about that sort of thing, she was my stepsister afterall. She was wearing a short-sleaved pink shirt and light blue jean shorts. As she waited for me to speak she ran her fingers through her hair and cocked her head to one side, whilst tapping a finger on her thigh.

"Chrissy..."

"Fine. You know Jenny came down for hot chocolate last night?"

"I remember." I said, nodding.

"Well," she said, "She'd been gone a few minutes and I was wondering where she'd got to so I came downstairs."

I swallowed. I was beginning to see where this was going.

"I got about halfway down the stairs and I saw..." she flushed, "I saw her on her knees sucking your cock."

I stared at my stepsister as she told me that she'd caught me being very intimate with one of her friends.

"So I sat there watching." she went on. "I watched her deepthroat you, I watched you come on her face, I watched you eat her out afterwards, and then I crept back upstairs so neither of you knew I'd seen you. Do you know what she said when I asked why she took so long?"

I shook my head.

"She said 'I had trouble finding everything but luckily Jeff was there to help me. He was very good.'" Chrissy smirked at me.

"I suppose you're going to tell mum and dad?" I asked.

"Why would I do that? Who you fuck is your own business. Besides," she said, stretching her arms above her head, "they might not let me have any more sleepovers if they think you're taking sexual advantage of my friends."

"I wouldn't say I took advantage of her."

"Oh really?" Chrissy raised her eyebrows at me.

"Yes. She was... curious. And willing. Very willing."

"Anyway... I'm not going to tell on you-"

"Why not?" I broke in.

"I'm not going to tell on you," Chrissy repeated "If... If..."

"If what?" I asked suspiciously.

"Oh come on! Isn't it obvious? I had to sit there while you ate out my friend."

"You didn't have to watch. But I still don't understand what you want."

"I was turned on!" Chrissy exclaimed. "I was horny, and then I had to go back upstairs and pretend that I was oblivious. I tried masturbating in the few minutes before Jenny woke up but that didn't do it for me."

I stared at her, not saying a word, and Chrissy let out a dramatic sigh.

"Are you going to make me say it? I need you to make me cum!"

"What?? Chrissy you're my sister!"

"Stepsister. We're not biologically related."

"That's a big word, I'm surprised you can pronounce it." She stuck her tongue out at me again and then looked down and stared at where my cock was beneath the duvet.

"Of course," she said, "I'd make it worth your while." And she moved her hand so it sat on top of my duvet-covered penis.

"It looks like someone's suffering from morning wood. I can help you," she caressed the tent in the duvet.

"Come on," she continued, "don't tell me you've never thought about it. Don't tell me you've never wanted this." And she motioned with her other hand at her body. I shook my head.

"This is a bad idea."

"Please?"

"I'm supposed to be responsible for you."

"Yes, responsible for me. You're supposed to take care of me." She licked her lips. "You know you want to. You know it. I've caught you a few times, looking at me. Looking at me like the boys at school look at me, like they want to take me behind the bike sheds and give me a good fucking."

I shook my head, though in truth I could not deny it, so I changed tack.

"Think of what mum and dad will say."

"I'm not going to tell them, and if you don't either then they'll never know." Chrissy made puppy eyes at me.

"Please Jeff. Pretty please. I need this. I really, really need this." We stared at each other for what felt like eternity before I nodded and she grinned.

"You're the best!"

She stood up off the bed and pulled the duvet off me. I was already semi-hard from thinking about what my stepsister wanted to do. I sat up, and shuffled backwards, put my hand inside my boxer shorts and pulled my cock out. Chrissy was staring at it with a hungry look on her face.

"Bigger than any other you've seen, right?" I asked

"I, um. This is the first I've seen actually." came her reply.

"Oh. And you're sure you want to do this?" She nodded and knelt back on the bed, perpendicular to my waist.

"So..." she began.

"Just touch it to start with." And Chrissy stretched out her hand and ran a fingernail along the shaft of my penis.

"See?" I said "It likes you." I felt myself grow to full size.

"Wow, Jenny had the whole thing in her mouth?"

"It was partly down her throat,"I said. Chrissy looked alarmed. "But you don't have to do that if you don't want to. Start simple. Put the head in your mouth."

She took a deep breath as though steeling herself for a difficult task and then lowered her head to my erection, opening her mouth and taking the top of my cock just past her lips.

"Good girl." I said. I was careful not to pressure her and kept my hands by my side, supporting myself as I sat up against the backboard. She lowered her mouth another inch and then pulled back looking thoughtful.

"You can lick it too." I encouraged her. So she stuck out her tongue and licked the head of my cock, and then the shaft, and then the head again before taking me in her mouth again, not all the way in, but still, it felt good. She took another inch and then withdrew.

"Hmmm, how am I doing?"

"You're doing great." She smiled at me before returning to the blowjob.

I felt confident that she was enjoying herself so after a minute of her sucking me off I leaned forward and lifted her shirt up and grabbed one of her breasts, squeezing gently, and then giving the nipple a slight tug. She moaned in appreciation and I grinned, running my index finger back and forth over the nipple.

She pulled off of my cock and said "Oh God that feels good, don't stop."

"You like me playing with your breasts?"

"Yes, I love it."

"And with your nipples?"

"God, yes!"

"Why don't you take off your shirt?"

Chrissy sat up and unbuttoned her shirt before pulling it off and throwing it over her shoulder.

"That's better," I said staring at her tits, "much better". I reached out with both hands to massage her breasts, she sighed and then gasped as I pulled both her nipples and flicked them with my thumb. After a short period of me playing with her tits, and my stepsister gasping and moaning she shook herself.

"You're distracting me from what I was doing." She admonished me.

"Oh, so sorry. Do continue." And she bent down again to take my cock in her mouth. She was not as good at giving a blowjob as Jenny, but then I hadn't expected a master-class for her first time. As I continued to fondle her tits she let out low moans which reverberated along my shaft, sending waves of pleasure through me.Her lips were pressed together, it was as though she was trying to milk me, or squeeze the last of an ice lolly out of its wrapping.

In what seemed like no time at all she had me on the edge of an orgasm.

"Ohhh, Chrissy just like that. Fuck! I'm so close." I groaned as she said something incomprehensible around my cock and then picked up the pace. Up and down and up and down my cock her mouth moved until I let out a cry.

"Ughhh! I'm coming!" I expected Chrissy to pull back, as Jenny had done, instead she took as much of my cock into her mouth as she could manage and locked eyes with me, and at this wonderful sight I exploded, sending cum down her throat.

When I finished she swallowed it all, sat up, and opened her mouth to show me.

"Wow Chrissy, that was amazing."

"Thanks!" She beamed at me. I sat there, trying to get my breath back, and ran my hands over her torso. Sometimes she shivered at my touch and I often returned to her erect nipples to tweak and rub them.

"Stop teasing me," Chrissy said eventually, "remember you owe me an orgasm."

"I hadn't forgotten." I murmured and tore my gaze away from her tits. I moved my hands down to her waist and unbuttoned her shorts, pushing her gently onto her back before pulling them off. She was wearing baby blue cotton panties.

"Cute." I said, and she blushed. I moved so that I was kneeling at the top of the bed and took hold of Chrissy and manoeuvred her so that she was lying on her back, with her head at the foot of the bed, her feet gently resting on my chest. I met her gaze and put my hands on her waist, dragging her panties down her legs and then off her feet. I tossed them off the bed.

I took her left ankle in my hand and kissed the sole of her foot, she giggled.

"That tickles!"

"Really?" I repeated the action and she laughed and tried to pull her foot away but I held it firmly and licked her foot, at which point she screeched and laughed even harder. I grinned at her and ended the torment, pulling her leg to the side so that it rested on the bed beside my right leg. I looked down at her right foot, still resting on my chest and she quickly moved it so that it too rested on the bed, to the side of my right leg.

"Ahh, no fun." I complained, and she stuck her tongue out at me.

"So," I said, shifting back slightly and then leaning forward so that my face was in line with her navel. "With Jenny I was just focused on thanking her, or congratulating her, for such a good blowjob."

I gently stroked the inside of her left thigh with my thumb and went on, "How do you want it? Want me to be soft, and gentle?" I ran the other thumb over the slit of her pussy, "or do you want me to tongue fuck you? Furiously rub your clit? Make you scream?"

"Tongue fuck me please." Chrissy whispered.

"Yeah?"

"Please, I need you to make me cum."

I tilted my head in consideration and then bent down and softly kissed her inner thighs, one after the other, left, then right, then left again, then right again, and finally looked up at her.

"This is what you wanted right? Nice and gentle."

"No," I could hear the pleading in her voice, "no, fuck me please, use your tongue and make me cum."

"Oh, OK." and I returned to the gentle kissing of her thighs, and caressed the slit of her cunt.

"Please Jeff," She begged, "Please stop teasing me. Please." I paused and then ran my tongue up between the folds of her pussy, she let out a soft "ohhh" and placed a hand on the back of my head, trying to encourage me to stay there, to put my tongue deeper within her. But she was not strong enough to hold me there and I lifted my head to gaze at her face before giving her another slow lick. She sighed as I lifted my head again and paused before returning to her pussy, licking her twice this time. The second time she lifted her hips trying to get my tongue inside her and I chuckled and moved my left hand around the outside of her right leg and pressed down on her stomach, holding her down.

"No," she groaned, "make me cum, Jeff, make me cum."

"What do you think I'm doing?" I asked.

"You're teasing me. Just please, we can take it slow some other time, please make me cum."

"Hmm," I considered, "So you want me to tongue-fuck you?"

"Yes! That's what I've been saying!" She sounded so desperate, it was such a turn on.

"You don't want me to go slowly?" I gave her pussy another slow lick as she moaned.

"No, no not slowly. Tongue fuck me please. Please."

"I see."

And without warning I plunged my tongue between her folds and she squealed, I rapidly licked her pussy and my mouth latched onto her pussy lips as she moaned and groaned. As quickly as I started I lifted my head once more.

"No! Don't stop!" Chrissy pleaded, but now that I had started I wasn't going to go back to teasing her. Instead I readjusted my position and dived down again, latching on to her clit. Chrissy moaned as I thrashed her clit with my tongue, she leaned forward, almost as though after all this time begging me to fuck her she was now trying to get away, but I held her in place. Then, 10 seconds later, she screamed.

"Yes. Oh yes! Fuck! Fuck Jeff that feels so good! Ohhhh. I'm. Ohhh, Jeff I'm going to cum!" And she fell back and shook as her orgasm coursed through her. For half a minute her legs shook uncontrollably and she panted and moaned, her eyes screwed shut. Throughout this I lay there sucking on her clit and lapping up her juices.

Eventually she seemed to have calmed down, and I crawled up her body and cradled her face in my hands, pulling her in for a long, passionate kiss, pushing my tongue into her mouth so that she could taste herself. I broke off the kiss and smiled at her, she still looked dazed. "That was amazing sis, you taste so good." She smiled in an embarrassed way, and we nuzzled for a bit before kissing again, softly.

"I'm exhausted," Chrissy whispered, "But I don't have the legs to get to my room."

"I find that hard to believe," I whispered back, "Your legs are beautiful."

She gave an exasperated sigh and lightly hit my arm. "You know what I mean."

"I know, no problem."

I pulled her around so that we were both lying with our heads on the pillow, then I twisted and reached down to drag the duvet over us. Chrissy shuffled so that her head was resting in the crook of my neck and I pulled her closer so that we lay hip to hip, then she hooked her left leg around my waist and there we lay, kissing until I heard the soft snoring that meant she had drifted off to sleep.