Hard For My Sister Only
Waking up after such an intimate event last night, the siblings continue from where they left off in the morning.
I woke up hard. Not the usual morning wood that fades after a piss. This was different—thick, insistent, curving up against my stomach like it remembered last night and demanded a repeat. My sheets were tangled, damp in spots from sweat and leftover cum. Mia’s scent still clung to my skin: coconut shampoo, something faintly sweet between her thighs, and the musky trace of my own release on her hand when she’d wiped it acr...