Knock at the door

He cums in Camila's mouth, and with that being complete he kicks Camila out of the room and gets ready for school the next day thinking about who he is going to fuck now. Tomorrow was the first day of school—he could see if he could convince some of the older girls to fuck him, there were the hot girls at the gym, or he could continue down the path of domination that he had been going down. Or maybe he could try to fuck his two stepsisters, who were twins, or even his stepsister or stepmom.

The sharp rap of knuckles against his door cut through the silence.

"John?"

Caitlin’s voice, honey-sweet and laced with false concern, slithered under the door. A slow smirk curled his lips as he took off his boxers and quickly getting himself hard without a sound

The door creaked open before he could answer, and there stood Caitlin—his older stepsister, all soft curves and wide, curious eyes. She hovered in the doorway, fingers twisting the hem of her sleep shirt, her gaze flickering from the mess of sheets to the still-damp sheen on John’s bare chest. The scent of sex and sweat clung thick to the air, but she didn’t step back. Instead, she took a slow breath, her lips parting as if tasting it.

John didn’t bother covering himself. He let her look, let her see the way his cock twitched under her scrutiny. "I see you’ve been busy on your birthday," Caitlin murmured, her voice low and deliberate, fingers still toying with the hem of her shirt—pulling it up just enough to reveal the smooth curve of her hip.

John didn’t move, letting the silence stretch between them, thick with something unspoken. The weight of her gaze burned against his skin, tracing the raw evidence of what he’d just done—the sweat, the scent, the way his cock still pulsed with the memory of Camila’s mouth.

A slow smirk curled his lips as Caitlin took a single step forward, her bare feet whispering against the floor.

"Let me guess," John said, his voice rough with amusement as he leaned back against the bedframe, "you want in on the fun too." His fingers flexed against his thigh, still damp from Camila’s mouth, the heat of Caitlin’s stare making his cock twitch again.