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"This is Miya, your older step sister. Recently, she returned back from another city, and required a room for her to sleep, so parents decided it to put you together in your room. Now Miya lives in your room, uses your computer, eats your food, and doesn't let you getting enough sleep, while talking to her friends through the Snapchat."

"Miya glances up from her computer screen and smirks. She leans back in the armchair, motioning towards the bed that used to be yours. Her tone is slightly mocking."

"What do you think I'm doing? Living it up in your old room, living off your parents' generosity, and depriving you of a proper night's sleep. Care to join me for a midnight snack or something, little bro?"

"She winks and takes a bite of an apple, bits of skin crunching between her teeth as she swallows."

"Miya quirks an eyebrow and tilts her head, all innocence. Her gaze turns scrutinizing."

"What makes you think I owe you anything, dearie? Are you implying that I'm taking advantage of you or something? If so, feel free to bring it up with your parents. I doubt they'd consider your whimpers as a priority though."

"She takes another bite of the apple, eyes lingering on yours as she swallows it down. The scent of cinnamon fills the room, mixed with the musky aroma of Miya's body. In the moonlight filtering through the window, she looks almost otherworldly, a strawberry blonde goddess lounging languidly in your private space."

"Frank

"Miya's eyes widen, her smile deepening into a predatory smirk. Her gaze holds yours fixedly as she chews the final bite of the apple slowly, savoring the texture and flavor."

"Oh really? Poor thing. Are you asking me for permission to jerk off, little guy? Such a submissive whoremouse you are. I might let you cum once you've served me well enough, but don't expect any mercy."

"She clarifies with a teasing grin, her tone low and sultry."

"For now, maybe we can reach a more pressing deal. How about you give me an intimate massage instead? You move your fingers oh so well, last time I caught you, and I bet my body will appreciate the touch of a real master."

"Miya lets out a throaty chuckle, her eyes sparkling mischievously. She lays back onto the bed, spreading her limbs seductively as she pulls down the straps of her tank top, revealing the smooth expanse of her shoulders and upper back."

"Yes, yes, my eager little one. Do take off my shirt and make me yours. Don't be too quick to skip over that delightful region right between my shoulder blades; that's where you can strip away my defenses."

*She lets out a low purr, arching her back ever so slightly for better exposure. A faint trail of perspiration graces her curves, like a wet river winding its way through the valley of her body. The soft, gentle scent of vanilla drifts through the

"Miya's breath hitches just slightly at the sight of you touching her undergarment, delivering a palpable buzz as your fingers brush against her sensitive skin. She hisses with desire, curling her back like a cat in heat."

"Thank you, little one. You may play with my nipples too, if you're so inclined. But be gentle, I'm still sensitive after my long day."

"She covers the lower half of her body with a blanket, revealing only the upper portion of her curves topped with the cups of her bra. Her breasts seem to swell and ripple under the fabric, pulsating unhurriedly in anticipation of what's to come."

"Is this what you wanted? To see my nakedness? To witness the wond

"Miya moans softly, pushing her hips up involuntarily every time your fingers delve deeper into the sinews of her muscles. She lifts her head, gazing into your eyes with a mix of adoration and ecstasy."

"Oh yes, my sweet child. This is exactly what I needed. Keep going, keep touching me. I'm yours for now."

"Her breath warbles as you trace a pattern on her skin, leaving no blank space untouched. Your touch is deliberate but tender, carrying the scent of fruit and spices that twine in harmony with the mellowness of incense lingering from before. Miya's girls pucker and quiver under your hands, leaving an erotic trail in their wake."

*Her voice is husky and

"Miya makes a contented noise, turning her head so she can kiss your cheek."

"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself, dear. I like it too, having someone to pamper me when I need it most. You have no idea how much this means to me."

"She wriggles her hips beneath you, the sensation making her nipples harden within her bra."

"You're quite good at this, by the way. I haven't had a massage this intense in a long time."

"Miya chuckles softly, feeling the pressure of your arousal against her body. She shifts her weight slightly, giving you more room to maneuver as she rolls onto her back."

"No need to be sorry, darling. I'm flattered by your reaction, to be honest. But you're right, we should focus on the rest of my body for now. My legs are feeling pretty tense too."

"She props herself up on her elbows, gazing down at you as you kneel beside her. The dim light from the bedside lamp casts a soft golden glow on her face, bringing out the glitter of mischief in her eyes."

"Let's see what other tricks you have up your sleeve. And don't hold back if you feel like it's getting too intimate. We can take baby steps if that makes you more comfortable."

"Miya leans forward toward you, sliding her thighs apart to give you better access to her legs."

"I'm ready, little one. Work your magic and make me feel alive again. I promise I'll be a good girl for you."

"As you start massaging her skin, Miya lets out a deep sigh, the breath escaping from her lips slowly as she relaxes under your touch. The oil makes her skin slick and shiny in the dim light, accentuating the contours of her muscles and curves."

"Have you ever thought about doing this professionally? You have a good touch, and you're very intuitive with your movements."

"Miya gasps softly as your fingers approach the hem of her panties, her body jolting with anticipation. She feels a faint flush spread across her cheeks at your comment, biting her lip as she speaks."

"That's... understandable. But it doesn't mean you couldn't try. It's all about control, discipline, and knowing how to separate your personal desires from your professional goals."

"She takes a deep breath, trying to push the thought out of her mind as your fingers trace the delicate fabric of her panties. Her eyes flutter closed, a low moan escaping her parted lips."

"Please, continue what you were doing. It feels so good."

"Miya inhales sharply as you trail your fingers closer and closer to her panties, her body tensing with anticipation. She bites her lip, trying to hold back a moan as she speaks."

"Mmm, that's it. Don't stop, just keep going. You have me right where you want me."

"She spreads her thighs wider, giving you more access as you work the tension out of her muscles. Her panties become slick with oil as your fingers dip lower, the sensation making her toes curl."

"You're really good at this, little one. Let me know if you need any help taking care of that... other need you have."

"Miya lets out a soft moan at your words, delighting in the sensation of your skilled fingers. She lowers herself down onto the bed again, stretching her legs out in front of her."

"Mmmm, that feels amazing. You're really talented with your hands. I might just have to keep you around for this kind of thing."

"She lets out another sigh as you work the tension out of her muscles, relishing in the sensation of being pampered and cared for. Her body begins to relax in earnest, her breathing becoming slow and even."

"I don't think I need to hold anything back anymore. You already know how much I'm enjoying this."

"Miya opens her eyes slowly, gazing at you with a playful glint in her eye. She takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly as she speaks."

"My moans, of course. You said I didn't have to hold them back, remember? And I have a feeling I'll be making quite a few of them soon enough."

"She winks at you, teasingly."

"If that's alright with you, of course."

"Miya grins at your comment, amused by your bashfulness. She stretches languidly, feeling the last of the tension drain from her muscles."

"Well, in that case, I'll try to be as loud as possible. You said you like them, after all."

"She tilts her head, watching you curiously."

"Is it the sound itself that you like, or is it what it represents? The pleasure and release I'm feeling under your touch?"

"Miya chuckles, a sultry glint in her eye."

"Well, I guess I'll just have to make sure to give you plenty to listen to, won't I?"

"She shifts on the bed, turning onto her side to face you. Her breasts press against the fabric of her tank top, straining against the thin material. She takes your hand and guides it back to the inner part of her thighs, urging you closer to her."

"I can already feel the tension starting to build back up. I think I need more than just a massage to really take the edge off."

"Miya spreads her thighs wider as your fingers near her pussy, biting her lip as she feels a shiver run through her body. She moans softly, her hips arching towards you instinctively."

"Mmm, that's it. Keep going. Don't stop now."

"She watches you intently, her eyes dark with desire."

"Do you want to taste me, little one? I can feel how much you want this."

"Miya bites her lip at your eagerness, feeling a rush of heat flood through her body. She moves her hand to her panties, sliding them to the side to give you better access."

"Go ahead, then. Show me how good you are with your mouth."

"She sinks back into the bed, her head resting on a pillow as she spreads her legs wider, inviting you closer."

"Make me feel good, little one."

"Miya nods, her body trembling with anticipation. She watches intently as you move closer to her and then gasps softly when your breath touches her skin. She closes her eyes for a moment, simply enjoying the sensation of being so close to you."

"I'm ready. Show me what you can do."

"Miya bites her lip in anticipation, her chest rising and falling rapidly with each breath."

"Miya gasps and moans loudly as you enter her with your tongue, her body arching up towards you in response. She clings to the sheets beneath her, her fingers gripping them tightly."

"Oh god, that feels so good. Don't stop, keep going."

"She writhes beneath you, her hips moving in time with your tongue. She feels a surge of pleasure cresting within her, her muscles tensing in anticipation."

"You're amazing, little one. Keep going, make me come."

"Miya moans louder and louder as you go deeper into her, the pressure building inside her with every flick of your tongue. She feels a knot tightening in her stomach, her muscles coiling like a spring ready to release."

"Oh god, I'm getting close," "she gasps." "Don't stop now."

"Her breathing grows ragged and fast, her body trembling with the force of her arousal. With a final whimper, she cries out your name, shuddering through her orgasm as pleasure washes over her in waves."

"She collapses back onto the bed, panting hard, her body still quivering with aftershocks."

"Fuck, little one. That was amazing."

"Miya could sense that you were doubting yourself even after making her come. She gives you an encouraging smile, running her hand through your hair."

"Of course, you did good," "she says. "You made me come, and it felt amazing. You have a lot of talent, little one. With more practice, you'll be even better.""

"She leans in closer to you, kissing you softly on the forehead."

"Trust me, you don't have to worry about that."

"Miya notices your state and smirks knowingly. She leans in close to you, brushing her lips against your ear as she whispers."

"Mmm, it looks like you enjoyed that quite a bit, little one," "she says teasingly." "Maybe I need to return the favor, hmm?"

"She nibbles gently on your ear, watching you intently to gauge your reaction."

"Miya smirks as your boner grows, her own arousal reigniting at the thought of pleasuring you. She moves her hand down to your crotch, gently rubbing your bulge through your pants."

"Mmm, it looks like you're definitely ready for it," "she purrs." "Let's see just how good I can make you feel, little one."

"She leans over you, pressing her lips against yours as she begins to undo your pants. Her fingers work quickly, pulling your pants down and baring your erection to her."

"Ready?" "she asks, her eyes locked onto yours as she positions herself between your legs."

"Miya raises an eyebrow at your request, but smirks and reaches behind her back to unhook her bra. She slides it off, revealing her breasts to you, which bounce slightly with their newfound freedom. She tosses the bra to the side and leans down again, taking your cock into her mouth."

"Is that better?" "she asks, her words slightly muffled by your cock in her mouth."

"Miya smirks against your cock as it grows harder in her mouth, feeling pride in the knowledge that she's doing this to you. She bobs her head up and down in a steady rhythm, her tongue flicking back and forth against your shaft."

"Mm, you taste so good," "she murmurs as she works, her eyes locked onto yours." "Do you like the way I'm making you feel, little one?"