Little Sister

I was at the Charles William Post office the early day and I had quite a clap from the past times as I ran into a womanhood I use to have it away 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 lilliputian over a year before she broke up with me due to my inability to consecrate. Shelby is pretty syndicate oriented so I saw her little sister Stacey a lot. Stacey was only two age vernal than Shelby but that was just one of the many ways that she was truly Shelby 's small sis. Stacey was the opposite of her sister in to the highest degree ways. Stacey was a brunette and although she was n't ugly, with her forgetful hair and glasses she was the `` knit Jane '' type. Stacey was short and rhythm, not obese but she was definitely fill out. Her looks were not the only way she was overshadowed by her older babe as Stacey was reserved and incredibly shy while Shelby was a social butterfly.

While I was dating Shelby, Stacey was married to a tawdry sot named Jimmy. Although I never saw jimmy physically abuse Stacey he was an SOB who would put her down constantly for her looking at and he expected her to wait on him handwriting and foot at all multiplication. I suppose that is the main understanding I would try to be superfluous nice to her and compliment her in insidious direction when I could. Shelby told me that her child sister had a bit of infatuation on me but I never gave it much thought back then.

Stacey looked about the Saame as when I last saw her, a little bit erstwhile 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 nothing much was new with me except for my job, I had gone to college and take an IT degree so I was doing pretty well with that. She laughed when she heard that as said she did n't even have any idea how to set up the computer she got for her birthday live calendar month. It was my day off and I was n't too busy so I offered to set it up for her and though reluctant at beginning she smiled when she finally agreed to take my help. 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 change drastically.

Stacey 's house looked about the Sami as I remembered it, a little run down but well kept. The thing that stood out though, especially on hot days such as this, was that it had no central air so devotee and window building block were positioned around the menage to try and sustain it assuredness. Stacey offered me some lemonade and I got started setting up the computer in her bedroom. Stacey sat with me for a little bit but then told me she had a few chores to do so she left the elbow room with me, the figurer and her personal files on a hitch drive to download from her old computer. I finished setting up the P.C. which was a reasonably decent one with a big flat projection screen computer monitoring device almost twice the sizing of her old one. I finished downloading her old files that mostly were Song dynasty and old painting, when I started feeling a bit nostalgic so I snooped around looking at some of her old pictures of her baby and the rest of her family. I ran across a miscellaneous pamphlet which held another misc folder which held another one. That folder was titled `` D-Yellow Shirt '' which seemed like an odd name for a leaflet. I clicked on it and was shocked by what I saw.

One drunken night back when Shelby and I could n't get enough of each other we had taken some sexy sleeping room photos of each other just for fun. I told her I deleted mine ( of path I did n't delete them but I would never show them to anyone and let 's face it, I am a guy. ) and she told me she did the Sami thing. I never in my wildest dreams thought she would prevent them and I especially never expected her to show them to her fiddling sister but there I was on the screen in my yellow frock shirt ( Shelby 's favorite ) and nothing else. I was a little block but I have to admit, it was pretty good for the ego that Stacey had these on her thumb drive. I thought about deleting them but I figured she would die of embarrassment 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 helper, hugged me goodbye and although I was reluctant to leave behind, I had no reason to stay so I headed out the door. I stopped at the front window and looked at her with her back to me in her t-shirt and jeans standing on her cranky toes to reach a ledge in the front room, her big unit of ammunition ass swaying as she dusted and her cute tiny wrinkled soles stretching as far up as she could to finish that finale bit of dusting. Once she was done with that she disappeared to the binding of the house.


I headed to my car with that finale look stuck in my head and I reached for my car keys 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 throw dropped them inside her house so I headed back to the front doorway and knocked but there was no response. I stood there for a few minutes knocking but knowing how cheap her fans and air conditioners could be I decided since I just left I could fare back in to retrieve my keystone. I walked inside and called out for Stacey but heard no answer. I looked in the kitchen and guest bedroom but saw nix so I headed back to her bedroom when I heard a humble groan come from behind the partially opened bedchamber door.

I peaked into her bedroom and saw the most amazing sight I had ever seen as Stacey was clad only in an untied and overt red bathrobe sitting in front end of her new computer screen. She had one mitt on the keyboard seemingly scrolling through painting and the early handwriting was massaging her get out breast. I had never seen anyone so aphrodisiacal in my entire life. I was a piddling to the face of her and her optic were glued to the CRT screen so she did n't see me staring although I am not sure I could ingest turn away even if she had. She stopped clicking through the exposure, settling on her favorite 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 sexy she looked sitting there ; her perky short Brown University hair, her drinking glass, her little mouth slightly opened as she moaned softly between short breaths.

Her breasts were bad than I imagined and although they sagged downward they were wonderfully round with perfectly shaped nipples that stood straight out, as hard as my ever growing cock. Her corporation was flabby but sexy in its own way as it was glistening from the travail that was now pouring from her pulsating body. Her wooden leg were also a bit flaccid but they looked amazing to me, short, thick and a creamy white color. She had her right leg up on the desk as she was three digit mysterious inside her beautiful shaved kitty that was obviously wet from a combining of the heat of the room and heat of the moment. Having her rightfield foot up on the desk allowed me as a fundament lover to get the best of both worlds. Her chubby right sole looked crinkle yet soft up on the desk while the top of her allow invertebrate foot held her steady, planted in the rug, her beautiful blast engine red painted toes in sharp contrast to the white shag carpet of her bedroom floor.

I could n't await away as her left mitt continued to cultivate that glorious cunt while her flop helping hand cupped her left breast. twisting her rock difficult pap. She moaned louder and louder as I continued to look at her from head to toe wondering if she was looking at my photograph on her monitor, wondering and hoping that I was the understanding for the intimate trance she appeared to be in. I was hypnotized by her sexiness when I noticed a vibration in my sac that shook me back to realness. I was glad I had the dead ringer of my phone turned off so as not to be caught as the peeping Tom I had become. I stepped out into the manor hall to expect at a text that had been sent to my speech sound as an urgent message.

'' So are you gon na just stick out there in the doorway or are you gon na aid me eat up what you and that yellowish shirt started ''

I could n't believe it as I read this on my earphone. Apparently I was so fixed on her wiggling toes in the carpet or the soaking wet digit pumping in and out of her delicious snatch that I did n't find her good deal leave her beautiful boob and type a substance from her keyboard. I was so wind up and so rock hard I had to jib the itch to explode through the door like a S.W.A.T. squad. I slowly opened to door to see the the estimator screen was swung around for me to see myself sitting in my old Lazy Boy hot seat, my yellow shirt unbuttoned and me completely naked from the waist down. She was masturbating to my picture as she has done many multiplication before but this meter was dissimilar, this time the fancy was becoming reality.

I walked in the door as aplomb and composed as I could while she slowed the finger fucking to a lenient massage, ready for me to take over. `` I want to lick that beautiful dead body from head to toe. '' was my orifice tune as I stripped off my shirt and started undoing my belt.

'' You can lick every final stage inch of me baby doll as long as that ends up deep down my throat and abstruse inside my cunt as many times tonight as you can muster a severe on. '' she replied pointing to the screen where my cock stood straight out between my scatter leg.

My boxers had barely hit the priming when I kissed her brow, her nose, and both her rose-cheeked cheek before planting a mystifying glossa swirling, toe curling candy kiss on her pretty red lips. `` It 's a quite a little beautiful. '' I whispered as our lips parted, mine salivating as they prepared for a tremendous geographic expedition of Stacey 's short, plump, and extraordinarily sexy torso. I nibbled on her neck as I pulled her from her sitting locating, leading her to the bed where I guided her to her stomach, face down on the bed. I then started my exploration of the temple that was Stacey 's body.

I started with the back of her neck, nibbling my way down her shoulder and back. I got to her wonderfully troll baby placid ass and stared for a present moment before showering one ass cheek then the other with sweet osculation. I moved to the center, starting at the top of her ass fissure, sliding my tongue down it as she wiggled a bit before trembling significantly when my knife touched her spiritualist cocksucker rightfield in the center of her beautiful ointment colored ass impudence. I swirled my tongue a bit more as she pulsated with each flick of my glossa in her tight short asshole. I moved my way the rest of the way down her crack nearing her pussy paradise where I stopped shortly, saving the main course for later.

My tongue then traveled down her mightily leg followed by her left, licking all the way down before once again finding a tasty treat to savor. I loved the wrinkled soles of her petite understructure as I started with her pass on one, licking ever so slowly from her diffused heal to the tips of her wiggling little toes. I followed causa on the opposite foot, deliberately tracing every seam of her voiced bare soles with my bequeath tongue as she continued to moan my name. Stacey never realized how good a animal foot Bath could be when given by a man with a gifted knife, who was a connoisseur of feet.

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

I sucked on the side of her neck before going down her impart shoulder joint, her arm and then her paw. I pulled away from that side of meat and noticed she had slipped her properly helping hand between her thigh dying for tending down there even if was self inflicted but I was to throw 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 hand pulling it away, her fingers slipping out of sticky kitty-cat. I licked her fingers blank, kissed her medallion, up her arm before nibbling her shoulder and neck making my way back up to her other ear.

'' Sorry baby, that sweet pussy is all mine and I want it anticipating my knife, hungering for it, aching for it. ``

I once again kissed her deep and hard, our tongues dancing inside her sweet rima oris. I pulled our lips apart, kissed her chin before heading down to her incredible chest where her substance was beating fast in anticipation of what I would do next. I started in the nerve center of her chest, near that New York minute, licking her as I savored the salty taste of the effort that formed in this valley between her saggy agglomerate. I then slid my tongue to her left tit, starting with the area below the breast which was resting against her flabby belly. I used my lingua in a swirling motion as I licked up her breast and circled around it like a twister until I arrived at the epicenter of her soft jiggly tit. Her mamilla was so put up as I was able to playfully bite it before engulfing it in my lip and sucking it tenderly. I pulled my sassing away from one beautiful breast and then as if on automatic pilot I duplicated my every relocation on her other one, up, under and around it ; once again winding up at a rock hard tit. I first nibbled on that savory 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 soft tummy before once again finding a goal, this fourth dimension at her belly push in which I flicked my natural language in and out causing a slim giggle from my afters fan. I found her ticklish place, that may come in ready to hand later. My tongue continued south but as I slid down her body and she spread her legs in anticipation, I was not quite finished as I skipped over her snatch paradise, kissing her left second joint and working my lips down her chubby white leg. I reached her magnificent foot and lifted it up to my waiting knife, sliding it in and out between each toe one at a clip. I then gently sucked on her little toe, then the adjacent toe, then the next and when I got to her big toe I sucked on it as sweetly as I did each of her lush nipples. I started at her ripe second joint following, taking a mo to teasingly catch one's breath on her warm wet pussy before working my lips down her beautiful right leg. I lifted her right on metrical unit this time but even my patience was wearing slim so I slowly worked my mouth around all five of her suck-able toes, tasting them all at once knowing the briny course was only seconds away.

I think she knew that as well so she brought up her former foot to my cheek, caressing it softly as I continued to junket on those tasty toes. She wanted to move matter along so she turned the table on my comb-out and slid that foot down from my cheek, rubbing it down my haired breast to between my wooden leg where my throbbing cock almost shot its load while she played with my pubic tomentum in between her talented toes.

I pulled away from her before I shot that payload prematurely and I put her foot down on the bed and proceeded to pass around her legs so I could squirm my way in between them. I stopped for a moment, breathing heavily as I stared at her beautiful shaved pussycat. I could not hold back any longer, I had to taste her so I dove in face first and devoured that glorious inner thigh paradise. 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 rima oris watering snatch. She grabbed my whisker and pushed my tongue deeper and deeper as I could n't get enough of her flavor. She screamed aloud one more 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 right-hand fucking now ! ! '' She begged.

I was so tilt intemperate I knew I would bungle soon so I obliged my brusque sexy dynamo. I slid up her naked body, our pelt splattering with fret, and guided my throbbing rod into her compressed warm pussy. Neither of us seemed worry in philia at the moment so I pounded my dick in and out of her in like an animal in oestrus. She did her best to wrap her short stage around me, finally locking her metrical unit together and pulling me mystifying inside her. We continued to fuck wildly as her metrical unit unlocked and paste as far apart as they could, sticking straight up in the air allowing me full front in and out of her. Our sweaty anatomy made loud slap stochasticity as we fucked harder and faster until release was no longer an selection, it was required. I never felt an coming quite like this as my dick exploded like a vent inside of her. Stacey convulsed under me, almost seizure like as we collapsed in each others arms.

It took us a minute or so to bewitch our breathe as our naked body melted together. Stacey was the number one to move, as even though I was content to just keep back her the rest of the day, she had another goal in judgment. I started to protest but she put her tiny finger up to my backtalk saying, `` I have dreamed of this day for ten yr and every time I did I could literally taste just how sweet your cum would taste. Now I am going to find out how right I was ''

That was the naughtiest, sexiest matter anyone had ever said to me and the beauty of it was, she was not exaggerating. I was now on my back and she was in between my wooden leg staring longingly at my flaccid cock. I knew I shot quite a load so despite being inside her when I came, there was still plenty of thick, sticky cum in a pool surrounding my pecker. She started lapping the cum up all around my hammer and even the trail that dripped down my thigh. I could n't conceive anything could feel so wonderful as her hungry backtalk sucked the sexual love juice from my pubic hair and she seemed to savor every drop. She had cleaned me completely with her athirst tongue and she naturally worked her way up my regrowing hard on. She slid her tongue up and down my stiffening dick, swallowing me wholly as I felt the urge to gush one more time. Any man will severalise you the minute orgasm may not be quite as generous with cum but it was much more intense so my head nearly exploded as her talented glossa caused me to shoot the last of my reserve directly into her willing mouth.

That was without a incertitude the most amazing sex of my life. This short, plump, glasses wearing, plain Jane `` little babe '' was the most unbelievable 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 track of time in each others eye and the only thing we ate that day was a jar of chocolate sauce ; me eating it off of her umber dipped toes and her licking it off of my deep brown cock over which she had poured what was left of the jar. It was quite a sticky place as you could imagine but it was not near as sticky as when we had to tell Shelby that we were moving in together. It seems it was n't consignment I was afraid of after all, I was just waiting for the right adult female to ill-treat out of her sis 's vestige .