Pixie's Family Affair (deeperinmypower x celebstars)

[deeperinmypower]

The house party was in full swing. Lights dimmed, music blasting, drink flowing, snacks being consumed left, right and centre.

Paul surveyed the scene, glancing at his phone from time to time. On screen, the 'Messages' app was open.

Paul: Where are you?

He'd arrived with his sister and her boyfriend, hours ago, and it was getting late. Paul was finishing off his drink, and so his thoughts turned to going home. But for that, he'd need Pixie and her dumb boyfriend to drive them home. So where were they?

 

[celebstars]

The iPhone was on the table, it lit up in the room, vibrated and made a sound, notifying the owner of a message. Or at least trying to notify them.

Paul: Where are you?

The person the message was for, Pixie, was currently busy in the laundry room of the house she was in. Whoever's it was. There was news of a party and with the famous singer living in the neighbourhood, Pixie loved a good party, she attended it with her boyfriend and her little brother who just happened to tag along thanks to their mother.

Once they had arrived at the house, Pixie left Paul on his own and started to dance and drink with her partner. But as it was getting late, she was meant to have him home in the next twenty minutes. Instead, she was being fucked in the laundry room.

Bent over the counter with the washing machine underneath, her skirt was lifted up over her ass and her underwear was down by her knees, stretching to stay intact. "Agh....." The blonde haired girl moaned as her boyfriend took a fistful and pulled on it form behind. Her back arched while her ass shook as she was pounded from behind. Biting her bottom lip, she had no idea the door was open slightly, leaving anyone walking by the chance to peek in.

 

[deeperinmypower]

Mike's hands roamed over the prone starlet's ass, before reaching up to caress her stomach and breasts.

"Uhhh....that's it, you slut...." grunted Mike, as he thrusted in and out of Pixie. "Fuck...you're so tight..."

Mike glanced over towards the door. Various partygoers were milling around, chatting, drinking - most passed by without noticing what was happening in the laundry room.

There were one or two who sneaked a peek. Some laughed it off, and continued on their way. Others, eyes wide, snapped a photo before running away.

Mike didn't mind. It kind of turned him on, truth be told..

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Meanwhile, Paul was getting impatient. Walking through the lounge, he noticed a hubbub - girls whispering to each other, laughing, and pointing in the direction of the laundry room.

"What's all the commotion about?" enquired Paul.

"Go see for yourself!" a pretty brunette giggled. So he did.

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Pushing the door further ajar, quietly, Paul's jaw hit the floor. T-that was...Mike! A-and...his sister, panties around her ankles.

Paul was stunned...and yet, as he watched Mike's hands caress Pixie's tits, Paul couldn't deny his cock twitching...so wrong, and yet...

Paul shook his head, and snapped out of it.

"Sis! What are you doing!!!"

 

[celebstars]

"Oh my god!" Pixie turned around, pushing her boyfriend back. She lowered her back so her hands could pick up her panties and pull them up. Th brother's view of her sweet pussy was soon gone, hiding behind her panties and the skirt which fell over her ass as she stood up. "What the fuck! Give us some privacy!"

The boyfriend seemed annoyed he didn't get to finish while Pixie was now heading to the exit. She brushed Paul aside and went in to the party. Her lifestyle was wild, expected actually give her fame.

The ride home was awkward, Pixie didn't say a word as she sat in the front passenger seat. Soon they were home, she kissed the man goodbye, leaving the two gentleman in the car.