I'd been living with my stepbrother for a few months now, and the tension between us was palpable. We'd always had a bit of a weird relationship, but since we'd started living together, it had become even more intense.
I'm sitting here, my heart racing like a jackrabbit, thinking about the deal I made with my friend. He's been in a tight spot financially, and I've been more than happy to help him out. But tonight, he's going to pay me back in a way I never thought possible.
I was a stripper, a damn good one, and I had been hired for a bachelorette party. The bride-to-be and her friends were all cheering and whistling as I took the stage. I could feel their eyes on me, and I knew I was about to give them a show they would never forget.
I'm lying in bed, my legs spread wide, my pussy dripping with anticipation as I think about my stepbrother. He's been teasing me all day, sending me dirty texts and making me feel like I'm going to cum just from his words.