Zach nearly choked on his drink when Emma cornered him at the bar, her eyes sparkling with that familiar family mischief but sharpened by something hotter. "So, big brother dumped you and now you're lurking around family events? Bold move, Zach," she teased, leaning in close. He shot back, "Your sister's the one who walked, Emma. I'm just here for the free booze, not to relive the drama." She laughed, a low, throaty sound. "Liar. You've been staring at me like I'm the upgrade you've been craving. Admit it—you're horny for the sister who actually knows how to handle you."
The air thickened as their banter escalated, Emma's hand brushing his arm with deliberate fire. "Pent up much? Both of us virgins playing it cool while the tension drips everywhere," she murmured, pulling him toward the empty guest room. Zach grinned despite himself. "You always this direct? I remember you as the quiet one." Emma pushed him against the door, strong and unyielding. "Quiet doesn't mean clueless. I've wanted that big cock of yours since the breakup rumors started. Now strip—show me what my sister's missing."
Clothes hit the floor in a rush of sweating skin and panting breaths, their virgin nerves melting into raw hunger. Emma's fingers traced his hard length. "Fuck, it's massive. Bet it feels even better inside." Zach groaned, "You're dripping already, aren't you? Horny little tease." She smirked, dropping to her knees for a teasing blowjob that left him throbbing. "Taste that? All for you. But don't think you're in charge—I'm riding this my way."
They tumbled onto the bed, Emma straddling him with fierce control, guiding his cock to her wet pussy. She sank down slowly at first, gasping at the stretch, then faster, her ass bouncing as they found a frantic rhythm. "God, you're so tight," Zach panted, gripping her hips. "And you're so hard—fill me up," she demanded, witty even mid-thrust. "Bet you cum buckets, virgin boy."
The pace turned passionate and relentless, bodies slapping together in a sweaty tangle. Emma rode him hard, her strong thighs flexing as she took every inch, moaning encouragements laced with barbs. "Deeper—don't hold back. I want that load." Zach thrust up to meet her, the pressure building until he came explosively, pumping thick ropes of cum deep into her pulsing pussy, far more than either expected.
They collapsed in a heap of heavy breathing and satisfied grins, the room thick with the scent of sex. Emma rolled off but stayed close, tracing his chest. "Not bad for round one. My sister's loss is my gain—and this? Just the start."
"Next time, I'm making you beg for seconds," she whispered, already plotting their next collision.
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