Kenzie stormed into the living room, a pout plastered on her face. "I'm bored," she whined, her eyes landing on Damon, her stepbrother, who was engrossed in a game. Her medium boobs bounced slightly beneath her tank top as she stomped over to him. "Pay attention to me!"
Damon sighed, pausing the game. "What do you want, Kenzie?" he asked, trying to sound patient, but his eyes lingered on her shaved pussy outline visible through her tight shorts.
"Entertain me," she demanded, a mischievous glint in her eyes. She knelt beside him and started teasingly stroking his arm, her long hair tickling his skin. "Maybe... a handjob?" she whispered, her voice dripping with playful seduction.
He hesitated for a moment, torn between resisting her and giving in to the forbidden temptation. The heat between them was palpable, a tangible thing. Damon swallowed hard. "You're playing a dangerous game, stepsister."
"I know," she purred, her fingers finding their way to his zipper. She slowly, expertly, began to work her magic, her eyes never leaving his. He groaned, leaning back, unable to resist the pleasure. Soon, she had him fully erect, his big dick throbbing in her grasp.
The game escalated quickly. One handjob led to a sloppy, passionate blowjob, Kenzie eagerly swallowing every inch. The rough sounds of their pleasure filled the room, growing louder with each thrust. Damon finally exploded, painting her face with his cum shot. But Kenzie wasn't done. She wanted more – rougher, dirtier sex.
He picked her up, carrying her to the bedroom, and threw her onto the bed. The rough sex that followed was intense, primal, and filled with raw emotion. Her legs wrapped around him tightly, her female orgasm echoing his own. He knew he would pay for this later, but in that moment, lost in the pleasure and the forbidden nature of their act, he didn't care.
This was the start of their kinky games, a secret they would share, a fire that would continue to burn between them. Lucky Fate watched from afar with a smirk. The tension had finally broken.