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True Cock sucker Story
I couldn't tell you when these 'games' started or when i started to want my sister so much i could taste her. All I know is that it could only have been around summer when i was around 15. My sister is a year older and we've always had a strange rivalry that i guess could be more common among brothers than two siblings of opposite gender. Don't get me wrong, though, my sister is in no way, shape or form reminiscent of a guy. Oh no indeed.
Her name is Kaeri, weird spelling i know but bear with me, love my dick baby my parents are pretty odd. Makes me wonder how i got stuck with a name like Joe, i mean they could have come up with a better way to spell that, couldn't they? I still think its some kind of joke on me. Oh well!
Anyhow, back to my story...
The motivating incident of our little ascension through sin and lust took place on a very peculiar night. We were watching movies, some slasher flick with big-breasted women running wild from some psycho killer. Typical, love me girls but the bustlines were worth the price. My sister hated it. She rolled her eyes constantly as we watched, making remarks on how this was fake and that was overdone. I laughed at her.
I had always known how attractive she was, we had both always been considered good looking people. reality porn Of course a good looking girl gets a different sort of attention than a good looking guy, but with the way she dressed, Kaeri didn't mind. We were close and she made a point of asking my opionions on how certain things looked on her, and as a guy, I was a reasonable source of feedback. So I always knew she was the kind of girl a guy would drool over to his middle years if his mind never moved on to other things. She was the stereotypical popular beauty all through high school and some of my friends still talk about how fine she was then. Not to say that she isn't a fox now, but those were the golden years.
Round and brown Anyway this night in particular she looked amazing. I never really liked the make-up or flashy clothes she was partial to. It was right there, in a short t-shirt and short shorts with bignatural tits and dry pussy her hair loose around her shoulders and her face cock sucker completely pure, that I thought she was most beautiful. What also made this night different was the fact that throughout the movies we watched I found myself watching her instead. Watching the way her chest rose and fell over a set of very generous endowments. Her tits were playboy material, they had been since she was like 12. My friends all believed she had breast implants and since my dad is a docter and we're really well off, the tit-job thing has become something of cute teens an urban legend among our peers. This attention only fuels Kaeri though, she would give Britney Spears a run for her money I swear. I took in every detail of her arms, her skin always tanned from ours at the bed in her favorite salon, her complexion was smooth as could be and I banished small urges to touch her face then. She had blond hair, like i said, she was a walking stereotype. It ran to her shoulders and she always porn action had it done in some fancy, attractive way, she oozed beauty. Her feet were on the table and I stared at every individual toe, painted in the 5 colors of her favorite treat, jolly ranchers.
Maybe it was the steamy sex scene in the romance movie we were now watching, but i think it was my sister, either way I had a raging hardon about then. I felt shame distantly but warded it off with mental excuses. It was the movie that did it...yeah that had to be it.
I told her i was hitting the hay and went off to bed, she gave me a little smirk and even now i am not sure welivetogether whether she knew at that moment what was going to happen between us. I am not the masturbating sort, I never was, even as a teenager. Back then I wasn't a virgin either, I had had sex a few times. The first time at 13 with one of our babysitters when my parents went out of town. Our parents are open people and neither Kaeri nor me ever had a want for sexual knowledge, we knew what the sounds from the master bedroom were by the time I was 11 and she was 12. As i said, i'm not the type to let my hand satisfy me, and i wasn't then. But that night I couldn't help myself, I took myself in hand almost before i hit my bed. At first I thought of Felicia, the babysitter, and the other two girls, both friends of Kaeri that I had made love with. But when my tempo increased and i could feel my testicles stirring i realized my mind had turned to thoughts of my sister. I could smell her hair and her skin, always like apples, and I imagined her tight pussy around my throbbing dick. I knew she wasn't a virgin either and that she couldn't be too tight anymore, but hey, a guy can dream.
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