SisLovesMe - My Stepsister is Always Horny

“That was, that, uuh,” Stephanie began, her unfocused, half-lidded eyes fluttering as she gasped for air. “Stephanie... your hair,” he interrupted. “My—what?” she asked in breathless confusion. “What about my hair?” A single streak of daring pink highlights had inexplicably appeared in her long blond tresses. [center] • • • [/center] What the hell am I doing here? Kelly thought, scowling into the restroom mirror. It had been years since she’d attended an anime convention, and too much had changed. She didn’t recognize a single costume anymore, and everywhere she turned con-goers were enjoying some kind of inside joke that was part of their geeky little culture. Pathetic. Kelly considered herself a scene-girl goddess, her hair dyed a perfect shade of black and her artfully teased bangs cut along an angle to frame the flawless complexion of a fine-featured face. Skilled application of bold eyeliner and daring red-tinted eyeshadow complimented her brown eyes. Her last time at an anime con was three years ago, when she’d been doggystyle a senior in high school. Back then she’d been so young and naive—her dazzling, mischievous smile regularly immortalized in dozens of exuberant selfies. Kelly had worn a borrowed costume, the spunky jester assistant of an evil clown, from some barely-remembered comic book thing. The outfit had been downright slutty, and Kelly had been a hit, basking in the radiance of adoration and jealousy from those around her. It had been fun, and although most geek and nerd stuff wasn’t really her thing, she’d had a blast, and planned on attending again. But, then she’d hooked up with Dale, and childish inclinations like anime conventions had been set aside and forgotten until now. Dale was a charming troublemaker, a bad boy with a band, The shaved Ravaged Cassettes, that was going places. Dale you cheating asshole fucking piece of shit. Though still gorgeous, to Kelly now the fluorescent lighting seemed to cast a sickly pallor over her skin, and getting her Hardcore makeup right seemed like more work every time. Being sober always makes me look older and shabbier in the mirror. Fuck. Scowling again, Kelly gave her boobs an experimental heft in the ladies’ room mirror. Generous C-cup breasts filled her simple black tank top, and dark skinny jeans fit snugly to the curves of her backside. She was without a bra, and it seemed like her puppies were going to slip free and give someone an eyeful if she wasn’t careful. She twisted and turned to see them from the side, pursing her lips. It would be alright... probably. Here, in the brilliant light of the ladies room, you could clearly blonde see her areola outlined, but it wouldn’t be as noticeable out in the convention hall. I’m not an exhibitionist, I’m just using my assets pragmatically, she told herself. She’d brought her leftover cash to the con, but it wasn’t enough for nights missionary at one of the hotels, or even a convention badge. A little bit of guile and a whole lot of cleavage would help... stimulate the charity of these helplessly geeky convention weebs. If I happen to have a rockin’ bod and love attention, well screw it, that’s just a bonus, she decided. “It’s... pink,” a girl in pink-and-red dress at the sink beside her abruptly said, snapping Kelly out of her reverie. A blonde, or rather mostly blonde girl was staring through glasses in disbelief at her own reflection in the ladies’ room mirror. She worked her fingertips through her tresses, as if unable to fathom how or why a vibrant streak of color now ran through her blond hair. A fluffy pair of rabbit ears wobbled from the headband she was wearing. “Pink.” “. ..Sure is,” Kelly replied snidely, a look of curious appraisal dissolving into a dismissive smirk as she returned to fixing her eyeliner. Startled, Stephanie turned to regard Kelly, feeling more than a little intimidated. It was Sid, who went under water and took my rod into her mouth and sucked me tasting my Precum. We’d lived in Denver for a year and added blonde to our savings. She said, not really being quiet. My cock came out and swung back and forth. Desperate for money, I began dancing and with the assets that I have, I was approached all the time about doing porn. Yeah... You see, what had happened was...." When he turned around Dawn was sitting up brushing her hair from her face. “I’m not sorry,” he replied. Danni's cock was shinning in the light as Kristin slid her lips...down down to the base of the shaft of Danni...her cock found Kristin's throat...Danni...arching in the air...clutching the rug got a surprise of Kristin...in the form of her fingers in a condom...invading Danni's most private area. Toby flipped and stormed out of the shower and picked the Hardcore gun up off the side and pressed it against her head. Your fingers are making me feel awesome!" Commander Hakim and missionary General Aamir strode side by side now. Then suddenly, shaved I knew how I could reward my brother-in-law for the doggystyle A he had brought home. 'And how old is she' Mala asked smilingly. To her, Lance was a boytoy to parade around. The other three that followed John returned several minutes later with trays of ribs that had been marinating overnight. The futas groaned.