Playing Out with My Stepsister’s Boyfriend

Camila and I had been sneaking around for weeks, our passion for each other growing with each passing day. I had to be careful not to arouse suspicion from Cache, but it was getting harder to resist the temptation of being with her.

As I walked into the house, I could feel my heart racing with anticipation. I knew the best chance I had of getting some alone time with her was to get Cache really drunk, so I came prepared with an entire handle of Smirnoff Pomegranate.

When Cami arrived home, she gave me a sly smile as she walked past the office. I could see the excitement in her eyes, and I knew we were in for a wild night.

“Hey Douchebag,” she said, playfully jabbing at Cache.

“Hey Slut,” Cache replied, not even noticing the tension between us.

As the night wore on, we played video games and drank, but I could feel Cami’s eyes on me, her gaze lingering a little longer each time. I knew she was waiting for the perfect moment to make her move.

When Cache finally dozed off on the couch, Cami and I exchanged a knowing glance. We headed upstairs, our hearts pounding in unison.

We slipped into her room, the door closed behind us, and I could feel the electricity crackling in the air. My lips met hers, and we kissed with a ferocity that left us both breathless.

She ripped off my shirt, and I began to drop my pants, my eyes locked on hers as I worked my way down to her stomach. I teased her, my tongue dancing across her skin, before finally making contact with her clit.

She threw her head back in pleasure, her moans music to my ears. I licked her, my tongue swirling around her sensitive flesh, and she begged for more.

“Mmm, you taste so good Cami,” I whispered, my voice husky with desire.

“Fuck Miguel, that feels so good,” she moaned back, her legs shaking with anticipation.

As she came, I watched in awe, her body arching off the bed as she ground her pussy against my tongue. I pulled her back down, my lips still attached to her, and she devoured me, her mouth greedy for my cock.

She sucked me, her head bobbing up and down as she took me deeper and deeper. I felt my balls tighten, and I knew I was close to release.

“Holy fuck,” I moaned, my voice barely audible over the sound of her gagging and her perfect tits jumping up and down.

She looked up at me, her eyes sparkling with excitement, and I knew she was ready for me to cum.

As I released, I watched in amazement as she struggled to keep it in, her eyes tearing up as I thrust harder. When I finally pulled out, she let out a huge gasp for air, and then opened her mouth, proudly displaying that she had swallowed it all.

“Mm, was that good for you?” she asked, smiling deviantly.

“Mmm yes baby, it’s all yours,” I replied, my lips still attached to hers.

We kissed for a little longer, and then I headed back to Cache’s room, grateful that he was still passed out. It was going to be a long night.