Living with my PORNSTAR sisters-Chapter 21: Let’s Get Together

The kitchen went dead quiet after that.

Nobody moved for a good ten seconds.

Then Sasha let out this tiny, broken laugh that sounded half like a sob.

"Fuck," she whispered. "I’m shaking."

Blair slid off the stool so fast the legs scraped loud against the tile. She crossed the room in two steps, grabbed Leo by the front of his shirt and yanked him up. Their mouths crashed together—teeth clacked, tongues messy, no finesse left. She tasted like coffee and salt and the faint leftover gloss from last night’s shoot.

Leo groaned into her mouth, hands flying to her hips, fingers digging in hard enough to bruise. Blair bit his lower lip—sharp—then pulled back just enough to rasp against his lips.

"Upstairs. Now. I can’t wait anymore."

Raven was already moving. She grabbed Lana’s wrist, pulled her along. Lana stumbled once, robe slipping off one shoulder completely, but she didn’t bother fixing it. Her eyes were huge, pupils blown, chest rising and falling too fast.

They didn’t make it to a bedroom.

Halfway up the stairs Blair shoved Leo against the wall. His back hit the drywall hard enough to rattle the picture frame above them. She dropped to her knees right there on the steps—didn’t care about the wood digging into her shins—yanked his sweatpants down again.

His cock slapped up against his stomach, thick, dark veins standing out, head shiny. Blair didn’t tease. She swallowed him in one long, wet glide—nose to pubes—throat working around him like she was trying to choke herself on purpose.

Leo’s head thumped back against the wall. "F—fuck—Blair—"

Sasha was right behind her. She shoved Blair’s skirt up, shoved two fingers straight into her dripping cunt without warning. Blair moaned around Leo’s dick—vibration ripping through him—and pushed back onto Sasha’s hand like she was starving for it.

Raven and Lana reached the top of the stairs and just... watched for a second. Breathing hard. Raven’s hand was already between her own thighs, rubbing slow circles over her clit through the T-shirt. Lana’s robe was basically useless now—hanging open, tits out, nipples tight and dark.

Raven whispered, "Come here."

Lana didn’t argue.

They sank down together on the landing carpet. Raven pushed Lana onto her back, spread her thick thighs wide, and buried her face in that soaked brown pussy. Lana’s hips bucked up immediately—sharp cry—hands fisting Raven’s hair.

Down on the stairs Blair was gagging herself on Leo’s cock—spit running down her chin, tears streaking her mascara. Sasha finger-fucked her harder—three fingers now—curling, twisting—until Blair’s thighs started shaking.

Leo grabbed Blair’s hair with both hands. "Gonna—fuck—gonna cum—"

Blair pulled off with a wet gasp. "Not yet."

She stood, turned, braced both hands on the step above her. Ass up, skirt bunched around her waist, pussy glistening. She looked back at Leo over her shoulder.

"Fuck me. Right here. Hard."

Leo didn’t hesitate.

He lined up and slammed in—balls-deep in one brutal thrust. Blair’s scream echoed through the hallway. Her knees almost buckled but she locked them, pushed back to meet him.

Sasha stayed behind him—reached around, rubbed Blair’s clit in fast little circles while Leo pounded her. Blair’s moans turned into these high, broken whimpers—body jerking every time he bottomed out.

Up on the landing Raven had two fingers curled inside Lana, thumb grinding her clit, tongue flicking over her asshole at the same time. Lana was babbling—half words, half sobs.

"Raven—please—don’t stop—gonna—gonna cum—fuck—"

Raven didn’t stop.

Lana came with a choked scream—back arching off the carpet, thighs clamping around Raven’s head, pussy gushing over Raven’s chin and neck.

Down below Blair shattered next—screaming Leo’s name, pussy clamping down so hard he almost couldn’t move. She squirted—hard—spray hitting the stairs, dripping down the steps.

Leo’s rhythm stuttered. "Blair—fuck—I’m—"

"Inside," she gasped. "Cum inside me—now—"

He slammed in one last time—deep—roared—hips jerking as he unloaded. Pulse after pulse. Blair moaned like she could feel every spurt painting her walls.

They stayed locked together for a second—panting, shaking.

Then Blair laughed—weak, wrecked. "Holy shit."

Sasha pulled her fingers free, licked them clean with a slow drag of her tongue, eyes locked on Leo.

"My turn," she said.

She shoved Leo down onto the stairs—made him sit—straddled him reverse. Guided his still-hard cock to her entrance and sank down slow—inch by inch—until her ass met his thighs.

She rolled her hips once—twice—then started riding him like she was trying to break him.

Leo grabbed her waist—fingers digging in—thrusting up to meet her.

Raven crawled down the stairs, still dripping from Lana’s cum on her face. She knelt between their legs, licked where Leo’s cock disappeared into Sasha’s cunt—tongue flicking over his balls, then up to Sasha’s clit.

Lana followed—crawled behind Raven—spread her cheeks and buried her face in Raven’s ass—tongue-fucking her while Raven ate Sasha out.

The whole staircase turned into one wet, moaning, writhing pile.

Sasha came first—screaming—grinding down so hard Leo saw stars. Her pussy milked him—squeezing—until he couldn’t hold back. He came again—deep inside her—growling her name.

They didn’t stop.

They just kept switching—positions, holes, mouths—until the stairs were slick, the air was thick, and nobody could tell whose cum was whose anymore.

Somewhere in the middle of it all Raven whispered against Leo’s ear—voice raw, trembling—

"I love you. All of you. This fucked-up little family."

Leo kissed her—messy, desperate—while Sasha rode his face and Lana sucked Blair’s tits and Blair fingered Raven’s ass.

It Continues