My Step Sister And I: Pregnant For Me

Seduction

"Thanks Randy. I'm happy you like it." She said.

"Yeah, but I think it's weird to have a tattoo right above your pussy." Randy said to her.

"Why?" She asked with an innocent face and looked down at his crotch. She could see how big it was and was wondering how it will look like.

"I'm sure the artist saw you naked while drawing that." Randy said.

"Yeah, why not. Any problem about that!" She asked while biting her lower lips. She couldn't wait to see his d**k and touch it.

"Are you trying to tell me that you didn't see anything wrong with it? He will be seeing everything. Or are you telling me you were comfortable while he was doing this?" Randy asked.

"Yeah. It's not like he hadn't seen me naked before." She said casually.

"What!" Randy asked in shock.

"We have had s*x, so he had seen me naked." Vicky replied.

"You had s*x with the tattoo artist?" Randy asked with a tone that clearly showed how angry he was.

"Well, I wasn't gonna get naked in front of a random guy I won't feel comfortable with. So I had s*x with him first." She replied.

"This is still weird. You had s*x with him in order to find out if you would feel comfortable being naked in front of him? Just because of that?" Randy asked.

"Yes?"

"That's kind of disturbing to me." Randy said.

"Not really." She said as she got up to kneel on the bed. "It's a beautiful way to see things. Open your eyes to the pleasure in the world, Randy. It can be amazing." She said as she began to careless her cheek.

"Vicky, you are making me uncomfortable." Randy spoke out, all through aware of how her talking about f*****g a tattoo artist was making his d**k hard, not to mention how much she was turning him on by touching herself right on his face.

"Why? It's not that I'm telling you what you don't know about. Deep down, you know that s*x is a wonderful thing and that sharing pleasures with someone makes you draw closer to them." She said.

"I know but you are my step sister and I don't want to talk about something like this with you." He replied and Vicky began to run her hand down his back and moved closer to him. "Don't be so constrained, Randy. You know you want to talk about your s****l desires with me. You know that you want to tell me how you feel. I understands you better than anyone. You can share anything with me." She said as she began to rub her soft hand over his chest and moved her head closer to his before putting her other hand on his chin and turning his head to face her.

"Tell me how you really feel, Randy. Tell me how you are feeling right now.." She said with an intensity that made her seem like she was possessed. Randy couldn't push her off. He was sitting there as if he was pinned down. He couldn't do anything to stop her.

"I.....I feel." Randy didn't know what to say. He didn't want to tell her how he felt, the impact she was igniting in him. His d**k was hard and throbbing, and what he really want was to run his hands all over her body and force her down onto the bed, then thrust his d**k inside her p***y. At that moment, he desired to f**k her. He couldn't say that so he turned away so he wouldn't meet her gaze. She's his step sister and he didn't want jeopardize that relationship. He was scared and uncomfortable to tell her that truth.

"You can't keep quite forever, Randy. Tell me what you want right now." She whispered into his ears, then turned her face to him so she could look him into his eyes with her charming eyes.

"Please get off me. I don't want anything. Let's stop please." Randy managed to say but no strength to push her off.

"That's a lie, Randy. You don't want this to stop. You are not pushing me off, Randy. You want this to continue, don't deny it. You want more than this." She said and slide her hand down to his crotch and ran her finger over his short, feeling his hard d**k.

" Vicky, please stop." He pleaded.

"You mean to say, please don't stop?" Vicky asked. "Isn't this what you want, Randy? Isn't this what you had been craving for?" She snaked her hand inside his brief and grabbed his d**k on her hand. Mike let out a faint moan as she squeezed his d**k softly, feeling how big and stronger it was getting. Slowly, she began to run her hand him up and down his d**k.