Ethan was deeply immersed in his video game, with the sounds of gunfire and explosions filling the room. His team was winning, and it was shaping up to be a fantastic Saturday.
Suddenly, a knock on his door jolted him, causing his hands to jerk on the controller and causing him to lose focus for a split second.
"Fuck!"
He missed an important shot, allowing the enemy team to gain an advantage.
"Ethan?" The irritating voice of his stepsister, barging into his room without invitation, increased his frustration.
He ignored her, refocusing on the game, but she lingered at the door, expecting him to acknowledge her.
Irritated, Ethan finally paused the game and turned to face her. "What do you want, Ava?" he snapped.
"Well, Ethan," Ava responded with a smirk. "I have a little favor to ask of you."
Ethan rolled his eyes. Ever since Ava and her dad moved in, she has been constantly bothering him with her requests and demands. She was like a spoiled brat who always got her way.
"What is it this time, Ava?"
Ava's smirk widened. "I need some pictures taken, and I've seen that you have a fancy camera. I was hoping you could do it for me."
Ethan sighed, knowing that refusing Ava's request would only lead to more nagging and pestering. "Can we do it later? I'm in the middle of something right now."
"No. Our parents are going to be back from grocery shopping any minute, and I need those pictures before they come home."
Ethan sighed again. "Fine, but make it quick."
"Great! It won't take long, and I'll definitely make it up to you!"
"Okay, okay."
Ethan grabbed his camera and followed her begrudgingly. Her light summer dress clung to her figure while she walked in front of him, her curvy hips swaying with each step, capturing his attention.
Ethan felt like a creep for staring at his stepsister's ass—no matter how fine it was—so he looked down and noticed Ava was walking barefoot. The soft pads of her toes barely made a sound as she glided across the wooden floor.
A sense of regret was already creeping in as they entered her room. Ava walked over to the bed, which was covered with a pink comforter and fluffy pillows. Ethan noticed that the family pictures Ava kept on the nightstand were missing, and he wondered why she had taken them down.
"Can we start?" Ava asked, breaking Ethan's train of thought.
He nodded and turned on the camera, adjusting the settings to capture the best lighting in the room. "I'm ready."
"Okay," Ava breathed, grabbed the hem of her dress, and pulled it over her head, revealing a sexy lace violet lingerie set underneath.
Ethan's breath caught in his throat as he quickly averted his gaze. "What the hell, Ava?"
"Would you just take the pictures, Ethan?" Her voice was laced with impatience. "Or I might tell your mom about that night you snuck out the window for the party."
Ethan gritted his teeth, shooting a glare at his stepsister. Was she really this mean? He knew her too well—yes, she definitely was.
Ava smirked, enjoying the power she held over Ethan. She struck a pose while standing next to the bed, making sure her juicy bum, clad only in thongs, was prominently displayed.
Ethan reluctantly raised the camera and clicked the shutter, capturing the provocative image.
Ava changed poses, running her fingers through her hair as she leaned forward, her ample breasts almost spilling out of her skimpy bra. Ethan's cock stirred in his jeans, but he quickly reminded himself that Ava was his stepsister, which only helped a little to suppress his desire.
Ava lowered the delicate strap of her lacy bra, revealing a glimpse of her right breast's creamy skin as she slid it down her shoulder, and the cup slipped away. Ethan's gaze followed every movement, his member growing with each second.
Reaching behind her back, Ava unclasped her bra, allowing it to fall to the floor. Ethan's jaw dropped at the sight of her perky breasts, her pink nipples standing erect.
"Earth to Ethan!" Ava giggled. "We don't have all day."
Ethan quickly snapped out of his daze. "Why do you need these pictures?"
"I'm going to sell them on an adult website," Ava explained. "I'm pretty, and why not make some extra cash?"
Ethan thought Ava was beautiful, with her blonde hair cascading down her shoulders and her mesmerizing blue eyes. In fact, he had a little crush on her from the moment he met her and was certain she could make a lot of money by selling her nudes. He'd buy them if she wasn't his stepsister. However, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of concern about the potential dangers of selling such intimate photos online.
"You can't do that. It's not safe and could have serious consequences."
"Oh, please, like anyone would find out. It's just a harmless way to make some easy money."
"But you're not even eighteen yet. It's illegal," Ethan pointed out.
"I turn eighteen next week," Ava replied confidently. "Besides, plenty of my friends do it, and nothing bad happens to them."
Ethan sighed, still unsure about the whole situation but realizing that Ava was determined to go through with it regardless of his concerns.
"Just take the shots," Ava snapped back, frustrated by Ethan's hesitation. "I know what I'm doing. And I'm not taking a barely 17-year-old boy's advice on how to live my life."
They were barely a few months apart in age, but Ava acted as if she were light years ahead in maturity. Ethan couldn't help but feel a pang of hurt at her dismissive words, but he knew that arguing further would only result in Ava telling on him to his mom. He couldn't tell on her, as he would also have to share his own role in the situation. And to admit that he has seen his stepsister topless was a secret he wanted to keep buried.
As he continued to take pictures, Ethan's discomfort and erection grew. Ava was playing with her breasts, squeezing the soft flesh, pinching her nipples, and casting flirtatious glances in Ethan's direction. He knew it was just an act to get the best shots, but he couldn't help getting increasingly aroused.