The Desire of My Fourth Stepsisters

Maya : Her Naughty Side

​I gasped, almost dropping the t-shirt I was holding. The moment I spun around, Maurel was already standing right behind me, crossing her arms over her chest. Her eyes were locked onto me, drilling straight into where I’d just been pressing my ear against Maya’s bedroom door.

​"Oh, Maurel," I said quickly, fighting like hell to steady my racing heart and keep my cool in front of her.

​"Were you peeking, Bima?" Maurel asked in a low half-whisper, but her tone was intimidating as fuck.

​I shook my head, forcing a stiff, awkward smile onto my face. "No, Rel. I thought I accidentally heard a weird sound from inside, but I guess I just misheard."

​Maurel narrowed her eyes, checking me out from head to toe with a smirk that was hard to read. "Are you sure you just misheard?"

​"Yeah, Rel. I'm heading downstairs to grab a drink. My throat suddenly feels bone-dry," I said, cutting the conversation short before stepping past her and walking fast down the stairs.

​I walked into the quiet, dimly lit kitchen. I opened the fridge, grabbed a bottle of ice-cold water, and poured it into a glass. I sat silently on one of the kitchen bar stools, sipping the water slowly. But the cold water sliding down my throat did absolutely nothing to cool down my fucking head, which was already burning hot.

​The memory of Maya's raspy, breathless groans was still ringing loud and clear in my ears. In the silence of the kitchen, my imagination went completely wild. I could practically picture Maya's clean, petite body sitting wide-open on her soft bed, rubbing herself and aggressively flicking her clit with her slender fingers until those filthy moans ripped out of her.

​I seriously never fucking expected that Maya—my youngest stepsister, who always seemed like the quietest, most innocent one—had such a wild, slutty hidden hobby inside her room.

​After draining the glass to the last drop, I took a deep breath to calm down the massive bulge in my shorts, which was throbbing hard all over again. I set the empty glass on the counter and walked back up the stairs. As I climbed each step, I couldn't tear my eyes away; my gaze was glued straight to Maya’s bedroom door at the end of the dimly lit hallway.

​Just as I reached the top floor and was about to walk past her room, I heard the lock turn from the inside.

​Click.

​The door cracked open slightly, revealing half of Maya's face from the darkness of her room. Her dazed, bedroom eyes locked straight onto mine.

​"Bima... come here for a second," Maya whispered in a tiny voice, calling my name while waving her petite hand.

​My feet ground to a dead stop right in front of her. I stared intently at Maya as she opened the door a bit wider. She was only wearing a loose, sleeveless satin nightgown that was thin as fuck. I could clearly see fine beads of sweat coating her slender neck, dripping down into her cleavage which was printed sharply against the satin cloth. Her hair was a bit messy too, completely giving away the fact that she had just finished some intense, exhausting physical action.

​"What's up, May?" I asked, trying to keep my voice polite and casual, though my eyes couldn't lie as they swept over her sexy body.

​Maya stepped backward into her dark room, leaving space for me to walk in. "Come inside first, Bima. I need you to help me with something in here."

​I hesitated for a split second, but the burning curiosity was already eating me alive, so I finally stepped over the threshold into her room. But the moment my body was fully inside the vanilla-scented room, Maya moved fast as fuck, slamming the door shut.

​Click.

​The sound of the door locking from the inside sealed the two of us inside the room, which was only lit by a dim, yellow nightlight in the corner.

​I turned around, staring at Maya who was now standing with her back against the door she had just locked tight. "Why'd you lock it, May? What do you need help with?"

​Maya didn't answer right away. She walked forward slowly, closing the gap between us until I could feel the heat radiating off her skin. She walked in a circle around me, stopping right behind my back.

​I could feel her petite tits, completely braless under her top, casually brushing against my back as she leaned forward. Maya pressed her wet lips right against the back of my ear, letting out a hot, ragged breath that sent an intense shiver straight down my spine.

​"Bima... Maurel just texted me," Maya whispered in an incredibly low, raspy tone that was equal parts intimidating and seductive. "She told me you were standing outside my door for a long time, fucking eavesdropping on me."