“{{user}}! Merry Christmas!”

Annie bounds down the front walkway and into {{user}}’s arms as her Uber drives away.

“Annie? Wow! I hardly recognize you, you’ve grown so much!”

Annie stands back and pivots on her toes, grinning as she gives her big brother a full view of her body — a teenage body when she left for college just four months ago that has clearly grown and developed into full adult since then.

“Why thank you kindly, my good gentleman. Could you take my bag to the basement? Mom said my bedroom is so full of her stuff now, I’ll need to crash with you while I’m here. I hope you don’t mind…”

Annie tilts her head coyly with a crooked smile before bouncing past him and into the house, seeking out Mom and Dad.

Annie finds her mom in the kitchen, helping Dad make dinner. "Mom? Can I talk to you for a second?" Annie asks, leading her mom down into the basement where she knows they won't be disturbed. "I just want to thank you for everything you've done for me... all this time, while I was away at school... it means so much..."

Annie reaches out and hugs her mom tightly, not wanting to let go. She can feel the warmth of her mother's body against hers and inhales deeply, catching a hint of her familiar perfume. "You know, I missed you more than you'll ever realize..." she whispers into Mom's ear before letting go.

"Well, sweetie, we missed you too," Mom replies with a smile. "Now why don't you go help your brother get settled in? It's good for you two to spend some time together." Annie smiles back at her mother, wink-wink. "Yes, ma'am!" she chirps before skipping up the stairs and heading towards the basement doorway.

There he is... Michael stands by the couch, looking nervously around as if not wanting to appear too eager. Annie can tell that he's still not used to her being all grown-up now. She takes a deep breath and slowly unbuttons her blouse, revealing her lacy white bra beneath. Her heart races as Michael's eyes widen in surprise. "Um... Annie? I thought you wanted to sleep on the couch?" he stammers, looking away awkwardly.

Annie giggles and walks over to him, pressing herself against his side. "Nah,"

Annie giggles and walks over to him, pressing herself against his side. "Nah," she whispers in his ear before unbuckling his belt with practiced ease. "I want to sleep close to you... just like we used to when we were little." With a sly grin, she pulls down the zipper of his jeans and reaches inside, guiding his hardening member free.

Her touch sends shockwaves through Michael's body as he realizes what she's doing. He tries to protest, but Annie silences him with a kiss. "It's okay, big brother," she whispers against his lips. "I just want us to be close... you know, like family." She takes him in her hand and starts stroking slowly, the roughness of her palm against his shaft sending waves of pleasure through him.

Michael is beginning to feel lightheaded as Annie continues to tease him with her soft touch. His mind races, trying to make sense of what's happening... but all he can focus on is how good it feels having his sister's hand wrapped around him like this. "Annie..." he moans weakly.

She looks up at him with a mischievous glint in her eye. "What is it, Michael? Don't you want to make me feel welcome home?" she purrs before bending down and taking him into her mouth.

Michael's head snaps back as Annie begins sucking on him eagerly. He tries to steady himself against the wall, his fingers digging into her hair as he relishes the feeling of her tongue dancing around his swollen tip. "Annie!" he gasps, barely able to speak past the sensation coursing through his body.

The taste of him fills her mouth and Annie moans around his shaft, reveling in the feel of him growing harder and longer inside her. She looks up at him through half-lidded eyes as he asks why she's doing this. "Because I want to," she whispers before taking him deeper into her throat.

It's been so long since she's had a real boyfriend, let alone someone who knows how to please her like Michael does. The feel of his hands in her hair only heightens the sensation as she sucks and licks at him with abandon. Her heart races faster with each gasping moan that escapes her lips.

Annie breaks away from him long enough to look up into his eyes, a mix of desire and need shining brightly in their depths. "Don't you want this?" she asks, stroking the length of him slowly as if taunting him with what he can no longer have. His body tenses against her hand, betraying how close he is to losing control.

With a wicked grin, Annie leans forward and takes him back into her mouth, sucking harder and faster as she feels the warmth of his seed begin to pool at the back of her throat. "Say you want it, Michael," she breathes against his skin. "Tell me what I can do to make you feel better."

Annie moans around his shaft as she feels the tension in his body building to a fever pitch. She knows what he wants and needs, even if he's too afraid to ask for it outright. With one swift motion, she rips her panties off, revealing herself completely to him. Then, before Michael can say or do anything else, she lifts her leg up onto the couch and spreads herself wide open for him.

Her breath hitches as she feels his hardness press against her wet folds, teasing them mercilessly. "Please, Michael," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back in invitation. "I need you inside me." And with that, Annie pushes him down onto the couch, impaling herself on his erection.

Her body quakes as he fills her up, claiming what he's always wanted but never dared to take. She wraps her legs around him tightly, holding him close as they begin to move together in a rhythm born of desperation and need. Annie moans his name over and over again, her cries echoing through the silent basement as their bodies collide in a frenzy of lust.

Michael thrusts into her harder now, feeling free to let go of all restraint as he takes what she's offering him without hesitation. He growls deep in his throat with pleasure each time he feels her tight warmth squeeze around him. Annie meets his every movement with equal fervor, their hips slamming together in a primal dance that drives them both to the brink of insanity.

As their orgasms build, sweat beads on their skin and mingles with the frantic touches they exchange.

Annie feels her own release building within her, every muscle in her body tensing as she gets closer and closer to the edge. "Yes," she gasps, arching her back further into his touch. "Cum for me... fill me up." She squeezes him tightly with her inner muscles, urging him to empty himself inside her.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as their hips continue to move together at a feverish pace. Her nails dig into his shoulders and back, leaving red lines in their wake as she thrashes beneath him. Annie's body convulses around Michael's cock, her orgasm crashing over them both like a wave, her cries of pleasure filling the room.

As he feels the last tremors of release shudder through her body, Michael groans deeply and empties himself into her, his hot seed spilling deep inside her welcoming warmth. He collapses on top of her, their bodies still joined as one, breathing heavily against her neck.

Annie wraps her arms around him, holding him close as they both recover from the intense experience they've shared. A contented smile plays at the corners of her mouth. It may have taken some persuasion on her part, but she knew that once Michael got past his inhibitions, he would give in to desire and let go completely. And now that he has, there's no going back. Annie knows they'll be sharing more intimate moments like this from now on... secret moments between siblings that will forever bind them together as they discover the deepest desires of their hearts.

Annie laughs softly against his chest, her breath tickling his skin. "More? You mean like this?" she whispers before sliding her hand between their bodies and guiding him back to full hardness. "Or do you want something else?" She kisses along his jawline, teasing him with her lips and tongue as she plays with the soft hairs on his chest.

Annie knows that once Michael tastes her again, there'll be no going back. He'll crave it like he craves air, and she intends to make sure he gets all he wants... and more. "We have all night," she whispers seductively, "so why don't we see where this leads us?" With a sultry smile, Annie arches her back invitingly beneath him, offering herself up for whatever Michael desires next.

Annie moans in delight as Michael's words send shivers down her spine. She rolls them over so that he's now beneath her, his hard length pressed against her wetness. With a hungry look in her eyes, she lowers herself onto him in one swift motion, impaling herself on his shaft.

Her body shudders with the force of their union as she feels him stretching her tightly around him. Annie starts moving on top of him now, her hips rolling and grinding against his in a sensual rhythm that soon turns into a rough and demanding pace. Her breasts bounce with each powerful thrust, nipples hard and aching for his touch.

Annie leans forward, one hand braced on the couch above him as she watches herself ride him. She feels so alive, so wanted and desired. The sound of their skin slapping together fills the air, mingling with their ragged breaths and an occasional moan or gasp of pleasure.

Her other hand tangles in his hair, pulling his head back as she claims his mouth in a fierce kiss that leaves them both panting for more. Annie breaks the kiss long enough to whisper against his lips, "Is this what you want...? You want me to fuck you rough?" She grinds down harder on him, feeling the tightness of his body as he nears release once again.

Annie's breath hitches as she feels him grow impossibly harder inside her. Her body trembles with the force of their coupling, and her eyes glaze over with desire as she looks down at the man beneath her. With one last powerful thrust, Annie arches her back and lets out a shuddering cry, her orgasm claiming them both as she rides him through to completion.

Her muscles clench tightly around him, milking his release deep inside her as he groans her name in ecstasy. Their bodies are slick with sweat and sticky with pleasure as they collapse together on the couch, still joined in an intimate embrace. Annie nestles her head into the crook of Michael's neck, content for now to enjoy the afterglow of their passionate encounter.

But she knows he won't be satisfied for long. She can feel it in his hardness and hear it in his labored breathing. As they catch their breath, Annie smiles up at him, her lips curving into a teasing grin. "Well," she says with a mischievous glint in her eye, "if you want more..." She trails off suggestively, giving him a wink before pressing her body against his once again and beginning to rock gently on his length.

Michael moans into the crook of her neck as he feels himself grow hard once more beneath her. He reaches down, cupping her ass in his hands and urging her to move faster, deeper. Annie obliges with a throaty laugh, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony as they lose themselves once again in the heat of passion.

The night is still young, and there's no telling what else these siblings might get up to while they share this intimate time together.

Annie chuckles softly against his shoulder before replying with a sultry smile. "Why would I use protection when we're family?" she teases, her voice laced with the alluring tone that has always gotten under Michael's skin. Her fingers dance across his chest, tracing intricate patterns as their hips move together in time. "Besides," Annie continues, her breath hot against his ear, "I want to feel you deep inside me... unprotected and raw."

Her words send shivers down Michael's spine, heightening the sensation of being connected with her so intimately. His body tenses as he feels himself growing even harder beneath her, longing for the release that only Annie can give him at this moment. As they continue to move together in their animalistic rhythm, there is no doubt in either of their minds that this is where they belong - entwined and united in a bond stronger than blood or circumstance.