It started innocently enough, scrolling through Reddit late one night, when a post caught my eye. It was a collection of p.hotos—bold, sensual, and impossible to look away from. The model was blonde, petite, with curves that seemed made for desire. Something about her seemed familiar, but I couldn’t quite place it.

I clicked deeper, very curious - and turned on. As I scrolled, my mind raced, and then it hit me. The shape of her waist, the way she carried herself—it was her. It was Stina.

I stared at the screen in disbelief. My sis-in-law, my wife’s s.ister, posting naked p.hotos of herself online, completely unrecognizable in anonymity but unmistakable when I paid attention. I wasn’t sure how to feel—shocked, turned on, guilty. I’d never thought of her like that before, but now, I couldn’t shake the thought of her.

I had to know for sure. Hesitating only a moment, I clicked the link to her OnlyFans account and clicked to subscribe. The confirmation was instant, and as I scrolled through her private content, I felt my heart race. There was no denying it. The woman in those p.hotos—confident, alluring, irresistible—was Stina.

I shouldn’t have been so aroused, but I couldn’t help myself. It was her, and I was hooked.

Days went by, and I had been playing with myself to her p.ictures many times by now. I was completely hooked. I had to look, touch myself, and cum for her daily. I couldn’t stand it anymore. The desire was too intense. I had to go see her about it.

When I arrived at Stina’s house that afternoon, everything felt normal—or at least, it should have. She greeted me with her usual warm smile, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders. Her petite figure was hugged by a casual pair of leggings and a loose sweater, the outfit effortlessly emphasizing her curves. It should have been just another visit. But I knew something she didn’t—yet.

We sat in her cozy living room, chatting over coffee, her voice as warm and inviting as always. But my mind was elsewhere. I couldn’t stop thinking about those p.hotos—images of her that had become my guilty secret. My heart thudded in my chest as I decided it was time to break the tension.

“Stina,” I began, trying to sound casual, though my voice betrayed a slight tremor. “I, uh... came across something online recently. Something... unexpected.”

Her eyes flicked up from her coffee, a curious smile tugging at her lips. “Oh? What’s that?”

I swallowed hard, feeling the weight of the moment. “I found an account that posts some... very eye-catching content,” I said, my words deliberately slow, testing the waters. “And the person in those p.ictures—it’s you.”

Her smile froze. Her cheeks flushed a deep pink as she stared at me, blinking in disbelief. “Wait... what?”

I pressed on, my words tumbling out now. “I didn’t know at first, but then I started putting the pieces together. It’s definitely you, Stina.”

Her mouth opened and closed, no sound coming out for a moment. She leaned back, her arms crossing over her chest as she tried to process what I’d just said. “You mean you’ve seen... those p.ictures?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, laced with shock and a hint of mortification.

“Yeah,” I admitted, feeling my own face heat. “More than seen them, actually. I... I didn’t realize it was you at first, but even after I figured it out, I couldn’t stop.”

Her eyes widened as the meaning of my words sank in. “Wait—you got off to me? Even after you knew it was me?”

I nodded, feeling both ashamed and exhilarated by the confession. “I couldn’t help it. You’re... stunning, Stina. I mean, you’ve always been gorgeous, but seeing you like that...” My voice trailed off as the tension in the room thickened.

She stared at me, her expression a mix of embarrassment and disbelief. For a moment, I thought she might tell me to leave. But then, something shifted. A small, surprised laugh escaped her lips, and she covered her mouth, shaking her head.

“Oh my God,” she murmured, still laughing softly. “I can’t believe this. You... actually think I’m that attractive?”

“Are you kidding?” I said, leaning forward, my voice filled with conviction. “Stina, you’re incredible. Your body, your confidence—it drives me crazy. I’ve never been able to look at you the same way since.”

Her laughter faded, replaced by a soft, almost bashful smile. “Wow,” she said, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “I didn’t expect this. I mean... I post those p.ictures for strangers. I never thought someone I know—someone like you—would feel that way about me.”

“It’s true,” I said, my voice steady now. “You’re irresistible, Stina.”

She studied me for a moment, her cheeks still flushed but her expression softening. Then, to my surprise, her lips curved into a playful smile. “Well, I have to admit, it’s kind of... cute,” she said, her voice warm and teasing. “You getting all worked up over me. My little online admirer.”

My breath caught as she leaned forward, resting her chin on her hand. “So,” she said, her tone shifting to something more sultry, “since you’ve already enjoyed the virtual version of me, maybe it’s time to give you the real thing.”

The air between us crackled as she stood, her movements slow and deliberate. She extended her hand toward me, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Come on,” she said softly, her smile turning coy. “Let’s see the effect I have on you”.

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