I am in the bathroom again. She just left but her perfume hangs in the air long enough for me to close my eyes and think of her. Her face, her skin, she drives me fucking insane.
I go back to her room and rummage through her dirty clothes and find one of her used panties. It smells like her, the delicious scent of her tight pussy dripping on silky fabric. I make my way back to the bathroom and once again I take a whiff of her panties. My cock gets hard almost instantly.
Just yesterday we talked about her and her ex-boyfriend. I wonder how far he got with her. Did he fuck that pussy or just fingered it? I could almost bet that he didn’t get to fuck her. She is always playing hard to get. I start to massage my cock and the precum starts dripping down my shaft. I love that she plays hard to get, I can imagine her playing hard with me. How she would try to fight me off while I pry her legs open and rip her panties off. How I would have to hold her down and just that thought alone makes my cock grow harder and the feel of an orgasm quickly reaches me.
I take her panties and drop a hot load of my cum in them. Yes, it might get washed off but next time she uses them I will remember how I dropped a load in them.
My thoughts go back to yesterday, how she was playing wrestling with me. I think she does it in purpose when she has pent up sexual energy built up and needs to release some by touching me. I love how she fights me off and rubs her legs against mine. Her nice long shaved legs caressing mine while she horses around with me. I know she has something for me, I see it in her eyes when I am walking around the house with no shirt on. She has told me enough how she likes my tattoos and how she would like to get one if mom allowed.
Yes, I am the black sheep, she is the eternal honor student and sweet daughter. But she is not innocent. I go through her room and find her toys, the use vibrator with her dry juices on it. I even found a magazine of naked men once, so that leads me to believe that she is constantly thinking about sex, of a cock buried inside her tight pussy massaging her insides. How her legs would stiffen and her toes curl when she cums. I know that’s how she would do it. I caught her once doing it.
I remember it like it was yesterday. My little sister thinking that there was no one home and leaving the door to her bedroom open after a shower. She never heard me come in. I was just in my room thinking about sex, when out of the corner of my eye I saw her with a towel wrapped around her head, her firm tits barely bouncing, her erect nipples….her long legs that start at her shapely ass and never seem to end.
I remember how I sneaked around the house just wanting to have a glance at her so I could jerk off and to my surprise I heard a vibrator. I moved slower around the house and hid behind furniture to see what exactly she was doing just to find her in bed rubbing her pussy with the vibrator. Her eyes closed, her wet hair glued to her back as she tilted her head back in ecstasy as she rubbed her clit. I couldn’t take it, my cock was straining the fabric of my jeans as I started to massage it.
She continued to insert the monster vibrator inside her and harmoniously started to moan a bit more with each stroke. I came in my pants. I couldn’t take it anymore. I had looked at my little sister grow into a hot woman that I wanted to fuck, but until that day I had not allowed myself to fantasy about her. That day seeing her hunger for sex just started my fantasy. I was meant to happen one day, I was just waiting for my day. Every dog has his day, so they say.
I go back to her room and rummage through her dirty clothes and find one of her used panties. It smells like her, the delicious scent of her tight pussy dripping on silky fabric. I make my way back to the bathroom and once again I take a whiff of her panties. My cock gets hard almost instantly.
Just yesterday we talked about her and her ex-boyfriend. I wonder how far he got with her. Did he fuck that pussy or just fingered it? I could almost bet that he didn’t get to fuck her. She is always playing hard to get. I start to massage my cock and the precum starts dripping down my shaft. I love that she plays hard to get, I can imagine her playing hard with me. How she would try to fight me off while I pry her legs open and rip her panties off. How I would have to hold her down and just that thought alone makes my cock grow harder and the feel of an orgasm quickly reaches me.
I take her panties and drop a hot load of my cum in them. Yes, it might get washed off but next time she uses them I will remember how I dropped a load in them.
My thoughts go back to yesterday, how she was playing wrestling with me. I think she does it in purpose when she has pent up sexual energy built up and needs to release some by touching me. I love how she fights me off and rubs her legs against mine. Her nice long shaved legs caressing mine while she horses around with me. I know she has something for me, I see it in her eyes when I am walking around the house with no shirt on. She has told me enough how she likes my tattoos and how she would like to get one if mom allowed.
Yes, I am the black sheep, she is the eternal honor student and sweet daughter. But she is not innocent. I go through her room and find her toys, the use vibrator with her dry juices on it. I even found a magazine of naked men once, so that leads me to believe that she is constantly thinking about sex, of a cock buried inside her tight pussy massaging her insides. How her legs would stiffen and her toes curl when she cums. I know that’s how she would do it. I caught her once doing it.
I remember it like it was yesterday. My little sister thinking that there was no one home and leaving the door to her bedroom open after a shower. She never heard me come in. I was just in my room thinking about sex, when out of the corner of my eye I saw her with a towel wrapped around her head, her firm tits barely bouncing, her erect nipples….her long legs that start at her shapely ass and never seem to end.
I remember how I sneaked around the house just wanting to have a glance at her so I could jerk off and to my surprise I heard a vibrator. I moved slower around the house and hid behind furniture to see what exactly she was doing just to find her in bed rubbing her pussy with the vibrator. Her eyes closed, her wet hair glued to her back as she tilted her head back in ecstasy as she rubbed her clit. I couldn’t take it, my cock was straining the fabric of my jeans as I started to massage it.
She continued to insert the monster vibrator inside her and harmoniously started to moan a bit more with each stroke. I came in my pants. I couldn’t take it anymore. I had looked at my little sister grow into a hot woman that I wanted to fuck, but until that day I had not allowed myself to fantasy about her. That day seeing her hunger for sex just started my fantasy. I was meant to happen one day, I was just waiting for my day. Every dog has his day, so they say.
