Little Sister

I was at the post situation the other day and I had quite a blast from the past times as I ran into a woman I use to know named Stacey. Stacey is the little sis of my hot blonde ex-girlfriend Shelby who I have not seen in a about ten years. Shelby and I dated for a little over a yr before she broke up with me due to my inability to commit. Shelby is pretty family oriented so I saw her little baby Stacey a lot. Stacey was only two class younger than Shelby but that was just one of the many ways that she was truly Shelby 's niggling sis. Stacey was the opposite of her sis in about ways. Stacey was a brunette and although she was n't ugly, with her short hair and glasses she was the `` plain Jane '' case. Stacey was short-circuit and round of golf, not obese but she was definitely plunk down. Her feeling were not the only way she was overshadowed by her Old sister as Stacey was reserved and incredibly shy while Shelby was a social butterfly.

While I was dating Shelby, Stacey was married to a loud drunk named Jimmy. Although I never saw jemmy physically abuse Stacey he was an bastard who would put her down constantly for her looks and he expected her to expect on him script and infantry at all times. I suppose that is the main reason I would try to be excess nice to her and compliment her in pernicious path when I could. Shelby told me that her baby sister had a bit of crush on me but I never gave it a great deal thought back then.

Stacey looked about the Saami as when I last saw her, a lilliputian bit older as she was now 40, but still the same ole Stacey I remembered. She told me Shelby was engaged and doing well and that she had left Jimmy and was doing well also. I told her naught much was new with me except for my job, I had gone to college and convey an IT degree so I was doing pretty well with that. She laughed when she heard that as said she did n't even experience any mind how to set up the computing machine she got for her birthday last month. It was my day off and I was n't too busy so I offered to set it up for her and though loath at outset she smiled when she finally agreed to accept my assist. She did seem a bit more outgoing and confident than the old Stacey and although her looks had n't changed much, soon enough the way I looked at her would modify drastically.

Stacey 's house looked about the same as I remembered it, a little run down but well go along. The thing that stood out though, especially on hot sidereal day such as this, was that it had no central air so sports fan and window unit of measurement were positioned around the house to try and hold on it cool. Stacey offered me some lemonade and I got started setting up the computer in her bedroom. Stacey sat with me for a niggling bit but then told me she had a few task to do so she left the room with me, the computer and her personal Indian file on a leaf movement to download from her old information processing system. I finished setting up the P.C. which was a pretty squeamish one with a big apartment covert computer proctor almost twice the size of her old one. I finished downloading her old files that mostly were songs and old image, when I started feeling a bit nostalgic so I snooped around looking at some of her old movie of her babe and the rest of her family. I ran across a miscellaneous folder which held another misc leaflet which held another one. That pamphlet was titled `` D-Yellow Shirt '' which seemed like an odd name for a folder. I clicked on it and was shocked by what I saw.

One drunken dark back when Shelby and I could n't get enough of each other we had taken some aphrodisiac chamber pic of each former just for fun. I told her I deleted mine ( of course I did n't delete them but I would never prove them to anyone and let 's face it, I am a guy. ) and she told me she did the Saami matter. I never in my angry dreams thought she would save them and I especially never expected her to establish them to her footling sister but there I was on the concealment in my yellowed dress shirt ( Shelby 's front-runner ) and null else. I was a short mortified but I have to admit, it was pretty good for the ego that Stacey had these on her thumb driving force. I thought about deleting them but I figured she would die of plethora if she knew that I knew she had them so I just finished up and told her I was heading out. She thanked me for my assistant, hugged me goodbye and although I was reluctant to leave behind, I had no ground to stay so I headed out the door. I stopped at the social movement windowpane and looked at her with her back to me in her t-shirt and blue jean standing on her cranky toes to hit a shelf in the front room, her big round ass swaying as she dusted and her cute tiny wrinkled soles stretching as far up as she could to finish that last bit of dusting. Once she was done with that she disappeared to the backbone of the house.


I headed to my car with that last tone stuck in my foreland and I reached for my car cay that were not there. I looked to see if I left them in the car but they were no where to be found. I must have dropped them inside her house so I headed back to the nominal head doorway and knocked but there was no result. I stood there for a few minute knocking but knowing how loudly her fan and air conditioners could be I decided since I just left I could come back in to remember my keys. I walked inside and called out for Stacey but heard no reception. I looked in the kitchen and invitee bedchamber but saw nothing so I headed back to her bedchamber when I heard a small groan come from behind the partially opened bedroom door.

I peaked into her sleeping room and saw the most amazing sight I had ever seen as Stacey was clad only in an untied and open red bathrobe sitting in front of her new computing device silver screen. She had one manus on the keyboard seemingly scrolling through picture show and the other hired hand was massaging her unexpended breast. I had never seen anyone so aphrodisiacal in my intact life story. I was a little to the side of her and her eye were glued to the CRT screen so she did n't see me staring although I am not sure I could have turn away even if she had. She stopped clicking through the pictures, settling on her favored I guessed, and she re-positioned herself in the chair sliding entirely out of her gown in the process. I was in awe of how aphrodisiacal she looked sitting there ; her perky short John Brown fuzz, her glassful, her little mouth slightly opened as she moaned softly between unawares breaths.

Her white meat were bigger than I imagined and although they sagged downward they were wonderfully round with perfectly shaped nipple that stood straight out, as hard as my ever growing cock. Her breadbasket was flabby but sexy in its own way as it was glistening from the sweat that was now pouring from her pulsating body. Her legs were also a bit flaccid but they looked amazing to me, short, thickset and a creamy whitened people of colour. She had her right leg up on the desk as she was three fingerbreadth deep inside her beautiful shave pussy that was obviously wet from a compounding of the heat of the room and oestrus of the moment. Having her right foot up on the desk allowed me as a foot lover to get the ripe of both worlds. Her chubby right fillet of sole looked crumple yet soft up on the desk while the top of her left foot held her steady, planted in the carpet, her beautiful ardor engine red painted toes in sharp line to the ovalbumin shag rug of her bedroom floor.

I could n't look away as her impart handwriting continued to work that glorious cunt while her justly hand cupped her left over breast. twisting her rock-and-roll toilsome mamilla. She moaned louder and louder as I continued to look at her from head to toe wondering if she was looking at my picture on her monitor, wondering and hoping that I was the grounds for the intimate enchantment she appeared to be in. I was hypnotized by her amativeness when I noticed a quivering in my pocket that shook me back to reality. I was glad I had the ringer of my earpiece turned off so as not to be caught as the peeping Tom I had become. I stepped out into the hall to search at a text that had been sent to my phone as an urgent message.

'' So are you gon na just stand there in the room access or are you gon na help me finish what you and that yellow shirt started ''

I could n't believe it as I read this on my phone. Apparently I was so secure on her wiggling toes in the rug or the soaking wet finger's breadth pumping in and out of her delectable kitty that I did n't discover her right hand leave her beautiful boob and type a message from her keyboard. I was so excited and so sway hard I had to resist the itch to burst through the door like a S.W.A.T. squad. I slowly opened to door to see the the computer CRT screen was swung around for me to see myself sitting in my old Lazy Boy professorship, my scandalmongering shirt unbuttoned and me completely naked from the waist down. She was masturbating to my photograph as she has done many clip before but this time was different, this time the fantasy was becoming reality.

I walked in the room access as cool and composed as I could while she slowed the finger fucking to a soft massage, ready for me to contain over. `` I want to cream that beautiful trunk from mind to toe. '' was my opening telephone line as I stripped off my shirt and started undoing my belt.

'' You can lick every last inch of me baby doll as long as that ends up deep down my throat and deep inside my pussy as many sentence tonight as you can muster a concentrated on. '' she replied pointing to the screen where my peter stood straight out between my bedspread ramification.

My boxers had barely hit the background when I kissed her brow, her nose, and both her rosy cheeks before planting a deep glossa swirling, toe curling kiss on her pretty red lips. `` It 's a deal beautiful. '' I whispered as our lips parted, mine salivating as they prepared for a grand geographic expedition of Stacey 's short, plump, and extraordinarily sexy body. I nibbled on her neck opening as I pulled her from her sitting positioning, leading her to the bed where I guided her to her venter, face down on the bed. I then started my exploration of the temple that was Stacey 's body.

I started with the backbone of her neck, nibbling my way down her shoulders and back. I got to her wonderfully round baby quiet ass and stared for a moment before showering one ass cheek then the other with confection buss. I moved to the center, starting at the top of her ass gap, sliding my tongue down it as she wiggled a bit before trembling significantly when my natural language touched her sensitive arsehole right in the snapper of her beautiful emollient colored ass impertinence. I swirled my tongue a bit more as she pulsated with each flick of my tongue in her tight little mother fucker. I moved my way the rest of the way down her chap nearing her pussy paradise where I stopped short, saving the main course for later.

My glossa then traveled down her rectify leg followed by her leftfield, licking all the way down before once again finding a tasty kickshaw to taste. I loved the unironed sol of her petite substructure as I started with her left one, licking ever so slowly from her soft heal to the tips of her wiggling piffling toes. I followed courtship on the opposite foot, deliberately tracing every wrinkle of her subdued bare soles with my willing tongue as she continued to moan my name. Stacey never realized how good a metrical unit bath could be when given by a man with a talented tongue, who was a cognoscente of feet.

I finished my worshiping of her beautiful feet and slid up her dead body, guiding her onto her back in the middle of the bed. `` Halfway there and the practiced is yet to come. '' I whispered in her left ear as I stuck my natural language in it, softly nibbling her lobe before moving to her neck.

I sucked on the side of her neck opening before going down her left shoulder, her arm and then her hand. I pulled away from that side and noticed she had slipped her right hand between her thighs dying for attention down there even if was self inflicted but I was to stimulate none of that. I swung my leg over her and straddled her, rubbing my hairy chest over her rock hard nipples as I grabbed her manus pulling it away, her fingers slipping out of sticky twat. I licked her fingerbreadth clean, kissed her palm, up her arm before nibbling her shoulder and cervix making my way back up to her early ear.

'' Sorry baby, that angelical kitty is all mine and I want it anticipating my tongue, hungering for it, aching for it. ``

I once again kissed her bass and hard, our spit dancing inside her sweet mouth. I pulled our lips apart, kissed her chin before heading down to her incredible thorax where her heart was beating fast in anticipation of what I would do next. I started in the nitty-gritty of her breast, near that split second, licking her as I savored the salty perceptiveness of the lather that formed in this vale between her saggy cumulation. I then slid my clapper to her left tit, starting with the arena below the white meat which was resting against her flabby belly. I used my spit in a swirling apparent movement as I licked up her breast and circled around it like a tornado until I arrived at the epicenter of her delicate jiggly tit. Her nipple was so erect as I was able-bodied to playfully bite it before engulfing it in my mouth and sucking it tenderly. I pulled my mouth away from one beautiful breast and then as if on automatic pilot I duplicated my every move on her other one, up, under and around it ; once again winding up at a rock music operose nipple. I first nibbled on that savoury nipple, then longingly sucked it as if my life depended on it.

Stacey moaned and groaned her approval as her sensitive nipples were tortured with pleasure until I slid my lips south again, planting small kisses all around her indulgent tummy before once again finding a destination, this time at her belly clit in which I flicked my lingua in and out causing a fragile giggle from my sweet buff. I found her ticklish situation, that may come in handy later. My tongue continued south but as I slid down her organic structure and she spread her legs in prevision, I was not quite finished as I skipped over her pussy Shangri-la, kissing her left thigh and working my mouth down her embonpoint White leg. I reached her splendiferous foot and lifted it up to my waiting spit, sliding it in and out between each toe one at a sentence. I then gently sucked on her little toe, then the side by side toe, then the future and when I got to her big toe I sucked on it as sweetly as I did each of her succulent nipples. I started at her right thigh next, taking a second to teasingly breathe on her warm wet pussy before working my rim down her beautiful powerful leg. I lifted her decent substructure this time but even my patience was wearing thin so I slowly forge my lip around all five of her suck-able toes, tasting them all at once knowing the main course was only seconds away.

I think she knew that as well so she brought up her early foot to my impertinence, caressing it softly as I continued to feast on those tasty toes. She wanted to propel things along so she turned the tables on my teasing and slid that foot down from my buttock, rubbing it down my hairy chest to between my legs where my throbbing dick almost shot its load while she played with my pubic hair in between her talented toes.

I pulled away from her before I shot that load prematurely and I put her groundwork down on the bed and proceeded to spread her branch so I could wrestle my way in between them. I stopped for a consequence, breathing heavily as I stared at her beautiful shaved pussy. I could not hold up back any yearner, I had to savor her so I dove in boldness first and devoured that glorious inner thigh nirvana. Stacey was so wet that I literally washed my face in her juices, eating her pussy with a hunger I had never felt before. Stacey screamed in orgasmic pleasure as I licked and sucked every bit of her oral cavity lachrymation snatch. She grabbed my hair and pushed my knife deeper and deeper as I could n't get enough of her smack. She screamed aloud one to a greater extent time before pulling my hair violently, her clit was so hyper-sensitive she could not take it anymore.

'' I want you to fuck me now John Dalton, fuck me rightfield fucking now ! ! '' She begged.

I was so rock intemperate I knew I would blow soon so I obliged my short sexy dynamo. I slid up her naked body, our skin splattering with sweat, and guided my pounding rod into her plastered fond pussy. Neither of us seemed interested in tenderness at the here and now so I pounded my dick in and out of her in like an beast in heat. She did her best to wrap her short legs around me, finally locking her feet together and pulling me deep inside her. We continued to bonk wildly as her foundation unlatched and spread as far apart as they could, sticking straight up in the air allowing me full move in and out of her. Our sweaty human body made loud smacking noises as we fucked harder and faster until release was no yearner an option, it was required. I never felt an coming quite like this as my pecker exploded like a volcano inside of her. Stacey convulsed under me, almost ictus like as we collapsed in each others arms.

It took us a minute or so to catch our breathe as our bare consistence melted together. Stacey was the first to motivate, as even though I was subject to just have her the quietus of the day, she had another end in intellect. I started to protest but she put her tiny digit up to my lips saying, `` I have dreamed of this day for ten eld and every fourth dimension I did I could literally savor just how sweetly your cum would smack. Now I am going to come up out how aright I was ''

That was the risque, sexy thing anyone had ever said to me and the mantrap of it was, she was not exaggerating. I was now on my back and she was in between my legs staring longingly at my flaccid pecker. I knew I shot quite a load so despite being inside her when I came, there was still sight of thick, sticky cum in a pool surrounding my cock. She started lapping the cum up all around my cock and even the lead that dripped down my thigh. I could n't believe anything could feel so wonderful as her athirst sass sucked the love juice from my pubic hair and she seemed to savor every pearl. She had cleaned me completely with her hungry tongue and she naturally worked her way up my regrowing hard on. She slid her tongue up and down my stiffening dick, swallowing me whole as I felt the urge to gush one more prison term. Any man will tell you the second orgasm may not be quite as generous with cum but it was much more vivid so my head nearly exploded as her talented tongue caused me to shoot the hold up of my reserve directly into her willing mouth.

That was without a doubt the most flummox sex of my life. This shortstop, plump, glasses wearing, plain Jane `` little babe '' was the most incredible woman I had ever met. I know I surprised Stacey as I stayed the rest of the day with her, lying raw, talking and laughing the day away. We lost raceway of clock time in each others eyes and the only thing we ate that day was a jar of chocolate sauce ; me eating it off of her chocolate dipped toes and her licking it off of my cocoa pecker over which she had poured what was left of the jar. It was quite a pasty situation as you could imagine but it was not near as pasty as when we had to tell Shelby that we were moving in together. It seems it was n't commitment I was afraid of after all, I was just waiting for the right womanhood to ill-use out of her sis 's darkness .