Stepsister’s Sinful Request
As I lay in bed, bored out of my head, my phone buzzed with a text message. Glancing at the screen, I saw it was from my step-sister, Chloe. Curious, I swiped the message open, and it said, “Hey, bro, wanna come over and hang out? The hubby’s working late, and I’m bored as hell here alone. Bring some weed, and we can chill and watch a movie or something.”
I typed back, “Sure, be there in 20.” Chloe and I have always been close, ever since our parents got married when we were teens. She’s two years older than me and always felt like more of a mentor than a sibling. We’d hang out, spark up, and smoke while watching scary movies, and scream together.
After high school, life took us in different directions, though. She got married young to some older guy who made bank. I was still in college, partying and chasing tail. Now 24, I was back living with my dad temporarily while I looked for a job. Turns out, my dad and Chloe’s hubby had some business to discuss this evening, so I’d be hanging with sis.
I grabbed a bag of my best kush and headed over to her swanky suburban house. Chloe answered the door in a tiny tank top and shorts that made her long, tanned legs look incredible. Her tits practically spilled out of the flimsy top. Damn, my step-sis was fine as hell. “There’s my favorite brother!”
She exclaimed, pulling me in for a hug. I inhaled her coconut sunscreen smell. We hung on the couch, passing a fat blunt back and forth as some cheesy rom-com played. Chloe’s bare foot rubbed against mine. “So how’s life treating you, little bro? Meeting any cute girls at school?”
She grinned, taking a long pull from the joint. “Not really,” I shrugged. “Too focused on getting this degree. I’m sure I’ll find someone eventually.” Chloe nodded. “I know you will. You’re a catch! I bet all the girls drool over you.” She winked, and I felt my cock twitch at the flirtatious look.
We passed out around midnight, a thick haze of smoke in the air. I awoke to a warm hand rubbing my thigh. Blinking, I saw Chloe kneeling beside me, her eyes dark with lust. “Oh, you’re so hard for me already,” she purred, giving my morning wood a squeeze through my boxers. “I want you so bad, bro. Fuck me.”
