Step Sister Learns About Butt Stuff: Part Two
"You can keep going," she said, "but I need you to be a little wet or something."
I couldn't believe what was happening.
Heather, my step sister, was laying on her stomach in front of me, her shorts pulled down just enough to reveal her perfect, round ass.
She looked back at me over her shoulder, her big brown eyes meeting mine.
"See, Eric?" she said, her voice teasing. "It's too small. There's no way anything could fit in there."
I swallowed hard, my eyes fixed on the tiny hole in question.
It did look small.
It was a darker shade of tan than the rest of her butt cheeks, with fine little wrinkles leading to the entrance, and even finer little hairs here and there.
It was fucking delicious looking.
Heather reached back with one hand, her fingers grazing her skin.
She pressed gently against her butthole, trying to prove her point.
I watched, transfixed, as her hole resisted the intrusion.
"See?" she said again, a hint of triumph in her voice.
But I wasn't convinced.
In fact, I was starting to feel a strange urge, a desire to prove her wrong. I reached out without thinking, my hand resting on the smooth curve of her ass.
Heather let out a gasp, her body tensing under my touch.
But she didn't pull away.
She just looked back at me, her eyes wide with surprise.
"Eric," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "What are you doing?"
I didn't answer.
I couldn't.
My mind was racing, my heart pounding in my chest.
All I knew was that I wanted to touch her.
I slid my finger down, following the curve of her ass until I reached her butthole.
It was so small, so tight.
But I knew it could stretch.
I knew it could take more.
I pressed gently against the hole, feeling it resist at first.
But then, slowly, it started to give way.
I slid my finger inside, just a little at first, but then deeper.
Heather let out a moan.
"Eric," she said again, her voice strained. "That's... that's gross."
But she didn't tell me to stop.
In fact, she pushed back against my finger, taking it even deeper.
I watched in amazement as her hole stretched around me, as she took me in.
"See?" I said, my voice low and rough. "It fits. It definitely fits."
Heather let out a laugh, her body shaking beneath me. "You're such a pervert, Eric," she said, her voice teasing. "But don't stop."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
But I didn't question it.
I just kept going, sliding my finger in and out of her tight hole.
We were for sure going to Hell.
Heather's eyes widened as I pulled out my cock, her worry clear as day. But not just worry. Excitement. Adrenaline. She could feel it too, just like me.
"Trust me, Heather," I said, my voice steady. "I just want to prove it can work."
She hesitated for a moment, biting her lip, but then nodded slowly. "Okay, Eric," she whispered. "But go slow, please."
I nodded, positioning myself behind her.
I could feel my heart racing as I pressed the head of my cock against her tight hole, watching as it resisted at first.
But then, slowly, it started to give way.
Heather let out a gasp, her body tensing under me. "Eric," she said, her voice strained. "It hurts."
I froze, looking down at her. "Do you want me to stop?" I asked, my voice low.
She shook her head, her eyes squeezed shut. "No," she whispered. "Just... go slower."
I nodded, taking a deep breath. I slid my cock in a little further, feeling her tightness around me. It was fucking incredible.
"Oh my god," Heather moaned, her hands gripping the sheets. "I can't… it won't fit."
I grinned, sliding in a little deeper. "You can take it," I said. "I know you can."
And she did.
Slowly, inch by inch, I slid my cock all the way into her tight hole. Heather let out a moan, her body shaking beneath me.
"Fuck, Eric," she gasped. "I can't believe it. It's in."
I looked down at her, my cock buried deep inside her. It was the hottest thing I'd ever seen.
"You're doing so good, Heather," I said. "You're fucking amazing."
She looked back at me, her eyes shining with pride. "I am, aren't I?" she said, a small smile playing on her lips.
I grinned, sliding my cock out a little before pushing back in. Heather let out a moan, her body rocking against mine.
"Fuck, Eric," she gasped. "It feels weird. But good. So good, shit."
And it did.
It felt fucking incredible.
"You can keep going," she said, "but I need you to be a little wet or something."
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