Wrestling my stepsister

“Sorry,” she said, “But I don’t want to lose my virginity with my brother-in-law.”

“Suit yourself,” I breathed through clenched teeth.

Amy grabbed her discarded clothes and slipped them on. I hobbled over to my own.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

I just looked at her.

“You don’t get to put on your clothes. You’re staying naked for two hours, dude.”

I sighed. Oh well, I thought. At least she hadn’t crushed my balls.

“Hey, I should get some reward for beating your ass,” she declared, and bounced over to where I stood. I resisted the urge to protect my groin. Amy leaned in and gave me a quick kiss on the lips.

“You sure I can’t fuck you?” I joked.

“Maybe when we go to college,” she said, waggling her head. “For now, you’ll just have to go jerk off and take a cold shower.”

That’s exactly what I intended to do.

“When you’re done, come back down here,” Amy said, turning and looking around for her phone. “I’m going to call my friends over.”

Oh, shit, I thought.