For years, a single question tormented me: Guys or Girls? My secret confusion was a constant, gnawing pressure inside until I finally found a moment of unexpected honesty.
After soccer practice, my stepsister offered me a massage. She insisted I get completely naked, and I reluctantly agreed. I’d never felt a woman’s hands on my bare skin before, and her touch—soft and deliberate—sent shivers through me. As her palms glided over my back, I could feel my pussy getting slick with anticipation for her. When her fingers finally traced my wet slit, the confession just spilled out: I didn’t know who or what I desired.
She smiled and said she could fuck me to help me find an answer. What I didn’t know was that my stepbrother had been watching the entire time. As she lowered her mouth to my nipples, sucking and licking them, and then buried her face between my legs to taste my cunt, he stepped out of the shadows. My stepsister, without missing a beat, invited him to join us to “even the playing field.”
His touch was nothing like hers. He was all raw, masculine intensity. He shoved his thick, hard cock into me and pounded my pussy with a primal force that made me scream. My body responded uncontrollably, loving every brutal, deep thrust.
After experiencing both—the skillful flick of her tongue on my clit and the feeling of his cock stretching me open—they made me come harder than I ever have. I got to explore every inch of their bodies, and my only conclusion is that I need them both to fuck me again, together.
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