Mo couldn’t sleep. He tossed and turned in his bed, the sheets tangled around his legs. He picked up a book from his nightstand, flipping through the pages, but his mind kept wandering.
It was then that he heard it - a low moan, coming from his sister’s room. At first, he thought she was just moving furniture, but then he heard it again. And again.
Mo’s heart raced as he tiptoed to the door and pressed his ear against it. His sister’s voice was muffled, but he could make out some words. “Harder,” she gasped. “Yes, like that.”
Mo’s eyes widened as he realized what was happening. He shouldn’t be listening, but he couldn’t help himself. He turned the doorknob slowly and peeked through the crack in the door.
His sister was lying on her bed, her hijab tossed aside, with a man on top of her. Mo felt a mix of shock, guilt, and arousal. He knew he shouldn’t be watching, but he couldn’t look away.
The man thrust deeper into his sister, who moaned louder. “You like that, don’t you?” the man growled.
Mo’s sister looked up and saw him watching. For a moment, she looked angry, but then she smiled wickedly. “Come join us, Mo,” she said.
Mo’s heart skipped a beat. He knew he shouldn’t, but the thought of joining his sister and the man in bed was too tempting.
He started to take off his clothes, but then he hesitated. “What if someone sees us?” he asked.
His sister laughed. “Who’s going to see us, Mo? Our parents are asleep, and no one else is home.”
Mo nodded, still feeling nervous but also excited. He opened the door wider and stepped into the room.
The man looked at him and smirked. “Well, well, well. Looks like we have a third player.”
Mo’s sister patted the bed beside her. “Come here, Mo. Let’s show this guy how it’s done.”
Mo swallowed hard and climbed onto the bed. He was nervous, yes, but he was also curious. And excited.
His sister reached out and stroked his cock, which was already hard. “Nice and big,” she murmured. “Just like I thought.”
The man leaned over and kissed Mo, his tongue exploring Mo’s mouth. Mo responded eagerly, his hands roaming over the man’s muscular chest.
His sister pulled off the man’s pants, revealing his hard cock. She stroked it for a moment before leaning down and taking it into her mouth.
Mo watched, his own cock twitching in response. He had never seen anything like this before, and he was both shocked and turned on.
His sister looked up at him, her lips glistening with the man’s cum. “Your turn, Mo,” she said, motioning for him to take her place.
Mo hesitated for a moment, but then he leaned down and took the man’s cock into his mouth. It was bigger than anything he had ever felt before, but he was determined to please his sister and the man.
His sister reached down and started fingering her pussy, moaning as she did so. Mo could see her juices glistening on her fingers, and he couldn’t help but feel a little jealous.
He pulled away from the man’s cock and looked at his sister. “Can I…?” he asked, motioning towards her pussy.
His sister nodded, a wicked smile on her face. “Be my guest.”
Mo leaned down and started licking her pussy, his tongue exploring every inch of her. She tasted sweet and musky, and Mo couldn’t get enough.
The man leaned down and started playing with Mo’s ass, his fingers probing gently. Mo tensed up for a moment, but then he relaxed, enjoying the feeling.
His sister moaned louder, her body shaking as she came. Mo kept licking her, not wanting to stop.
Finally, his sister pushed him away. “Enough,” she gasped. “I can’t take it anymore.”
Mo looked up at her, his lips glistening with her juices. He had never felt so alive, so turned on.
The man leaned down and kissed Mo again, his tongue exploring Mo’s mouth. Mo could taste his sister’s juices on the man’s tongue, and it only turned him on more.
His sister reached down and started stroking Mo’s cock again. “Cum for us, Mo,” she whispered. “Cum hard.”
And Mo did. He came harder than he ever had before, his cum spurting out and landing on his sister’s breasts.
They all collapsed onto the bed, spent and satisfied. Mo couldn’t believe what had just happened, but he knew one thing for sure.
He was hooked.
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