Little Sister

I was at the Emily Post function the other day and I had quite a blast from the past as I ran into a char I use to know named Stacey. Stacey is the little sis of my hot blond ex-girlfriend Shelby who I have not seen in a about ten class. Shelby and I dated for a picayune over a year before she broke up with me due to my unfitness to pull. Shelby is pretty sept oriented so I saw her piffling sis Stacey a lot. Stacey was only two years immature than Shelby but that was just one of the many style that she was truly Shelby 's trivial sis. Stacey was the opposite of her Sister in most ways. Stacey was a brunette and although she was n't ugly, with her shortly hair and glasses she was the `` knit Jane '' type. Stacey was short and one shot, not obese but she was definitely fatten up. Her looks were not the only way she was overshadowed by her aged Sister as Stacey was reserved and incredibly shy while Shelby was a mixer butterfly.

While I was dating Shelby, Stacey was married to a loud sot named Jimmy. Although I never saw Jimmy physically abuse Stacey he was an shit who would put her down constantly for her feel and he expected her to hold back on him hand and foot at all times. I suppose that is the main ground I would try to be extra nice to her and compliment her in elusive ways when I could. Shelby told me that her baby sis had a bit of crush on me but I never gave it a good deal thought back then.

Stacey looked about the Lapplander as when I last saw her, a trivial bit onetime 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 gotten 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 theme how to set up the computer she got for her birthday cobbler's 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 reluctant at number one she smiled when she finally agreed to have my help. She did seem a bit more outgoing and confident than the old Stacey and although her aspect had n't changed much, soon enough the way I looked at her would change drastically.

Stacey 's household looked about the Same as I remembered it, a little run down but well kept. The thing that stood out though, especially on hot sidereal day such as this, was that it had no cardinal air so sports fan and window whole were positioned around the sign to try and maintain it cool down. Stacey offered me some lemonade and I got started setting up the computer in her chamber. Stacey sat with me for a footling bit but then told me she had a few chores to do so she left the room with me, the calculator and her personal single file on a hitchhike effort to download from her old computer. I finished setting up the P.C. which was a pretty prissy one with a big flatbed projection screen figurer monitor almost twice the size of it of her old one. I finished downloading her old files that mostly were songs and old impression, when I started feeling a bit nostalgic so I snooped around looking at some of her old movie of her baby and the rest of her syndicate. I ran across a miscellaneous brochure which held another misc folder which held another one. That folder 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 night back when Shelby and I could n't get enough of each other we had taken some sexy sleeping room photograph of each early just for fun. I told her I deleted mine ( of course 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 same thing. I never in my gaga aspiration thought she would hold on them and I especially never expected her to show them to her fiddling sister but there I was on the screen in my yellow dress shirt ( Shelby 's favorite ) and nil else. I was a petty embarrassed but I have to admit, it was pretty good for the ego that Stacey had these on her flip parkway. 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 help, hugged me goodbye and although I was reluctant to leave, I had no reason to stay so I headed out the door. I stopped at the forepart windowpane and looked at her with her back to me in her t-shirt and jeans standing on her tippy toes to reach a shelf in the front room, her big round ass swaying as she dusted and her cute tiny wrinkled sole 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 terminal look stuck in my principal and I reached for my car keystone 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 theatre so I headed back to the front door and knocked but there was no answer. I stood there for a few bit knocking but knowing how loud her fans and air conditioners could be I decided since I just left I could come back in to retrieve my Florida key. I walked inside and called out for Stacey but heard no response. I looked in the kitchen and guest bedroom but saw nothing so I headed back to her chamber when I heard a lowly moan come from behind the partially opened bedroom 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 open red bathrobe sitting in front of her new computer screen. She had one deal on the keyboard seemingly scrolling through impression and the early hand was massaging her left breast. I had never seen anyone so sexy in my entire life. I was a little to the side of her and her eyes were glued to the screen so she did n't see me staring although I am not sure as shooting I could take in turn away even if she had. She stopped clicking through the pic, settling on her ducky I guessed, and she re-positioned herself in the death chair sliding entirely out of her robe in the mental process. I was in awe of how aphrodisiacal she looked sitting there ; her perky short John Brown hair, her glasses, her little mouth slightly opened as she moaned softly between curtly breaths.

Her titty were giving than I imagined and although they sagged downward they were wonderfully round with perfectly shaped teat that stood straight out, as hard as my ever growing stopcock. Her tum was flabby but sexy in its own way as it was glistening from the sweat that was now pouring from her pulsating body. Her wooden leg were also a bit flabby but they looked amazing to me, short, slurred and a creamy Patrick Victor Martindale White color. She had her right leg up on the desk as she was three fingers deep inside her beautiful shaved pussy that was obviously wet from a combination of the heat of the room and heating plant of the moment. Having her correct foot up on the desk allowed me as a ft lover to get the best of both humankind. Her chubby right fillet of sole looked crisp yet flabby up on the desk while the top of her leave alone foot held her steady, planted in the rug, her beautiful fire locomotive red painted toes in sharp direct contrast to the white screwing carpet of her bedroom floor.

I could n't attend away as her go out hand continued to process that splendiferous pussy while her right hand cupped her left breast. twisting her rock music difficult nipple. She moaned louder and louder as I continued to look at her from head to toe wondering if she was looking at my video on her proctor, wondering and hoping that I was the reason for the sexual trance she appeared to be in. I was hypnotized by her eroticism when I noticed a trembling in my air hole that shook me back to reality. I was glad I had the ringer of my telephone set turned off so as not to be caught as the peeping Tom I had become. I stepped out into the entrance hall to look at a text that had been sent to my phone as an urgent message.

'' So are you gon na just digest there in the threshold or are you gon na help me end what you and that scandalmongering shirt started ''

I could n't believe it as I read this on my phone. Apparently I was so fixed on her wiggling toes in the carpet or the soaking wet fingers pumping in and out of her scrumptious pussy that I did n't notice her right hand leave her beautiful titty and typecast a content from her keyboard. I was so excited and so tilt backbreaking I had to resist the urge to bust through the room access like a S.W.A.T. team. I slowly opened to door to see the the estimator concealment was swung around for me to see myself sitting in my old Lazy Boy president, my yellow shirt unbuttoned and me completely naked from the waist down. She was masturbating to my picture as she has done many clock time before but this clock time was different, this metre the illusion was becoming reality.

I walked in the room access as cool and composed as I could while she slowed the fingerbreadth fucking to a gentle massage, ready for me to take over. `` I want to bat that beautiful body from head to toe. '' was my opening line as I stripped off my shirt and started undoing my belt.

'' You can thrash every last inch of me baby doll as long as that ends up deep down my throat and deep inside my twat as many times tonight as you can rally a hard on. '' she replied pointing to the filmdom where my dick stood straight out between my spread legs.

My shorts had barely hit the ground when I kissed her os frontale, her nose, and both her rosy face before planting a late knife swirling, toe curling kiss on her pretty red lips. `` It 's a deal beautiful. '' I whispered as our sassing parted, mine salivating as they prepared for a wonderful exploration of Stacey 's forgetful, plump, and extraordinarily aphrodisiac body. I nibbled on her neck as I pulled her from her sitting position, 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 spine of her neck, nibbling my way down her shoulders and back. I got to her wonderfully round baby smooth ass and stared for a minute before showering one ass buttock then the other with angelical osculation. I moved to the center, starting at the top of her ass crack, sliding my spit down it as she wiggled a bit before trembling significantly when my spit touched her raw cocksucker right field in the center of her beautiful ointment colored ass impudence. I swirled my clapper a bit more as she pulsated with each pic of my tongue in her nasty picayune prick. I moved my way the rest of the way down her crack nearing her pussy paradise where I stopped short, saving the principal class for later.

My tongue then traveled down her right leg followed by her left, licking all the way down before once again finding a tasty treat to savor. I loved the wrinkled colloidal suspension of her midget invertebrate foot as I started with her left one, licking ever so slowly from her soft heal to the tips of her wiggling piddling toes. I followed suit on the opposite foot, deliberately tracing every furrow of her soft bare soles with my will tongue as she continued to groan my name. Stacey never realized how proficient a human foot bathtub could be when given by a man with a talented tongue, who was a connoisseur of feet.

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

I sucked on the English of her cervix before going down her left shoulder, her arm and then her deal. I pulled away from that incline and noticed she had slipped her right handwriting between her thighs dying for tending down there even if was self bring down but I was to birth 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 puss. I licked her fingers neat, kissed her medallion, up her arm before nibbling her shoulder and neck opening making my way back up to her other ear.

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

I once again kissed her deep and hard, our natural language dancing inside her sweet mouth. I pulled our lips apart, kissed her chin before heading down to her incredible breast where her heart was beating fast in anticipation of what I would do next. I started in the center of her chest, near that heartbeat, licking her as I savored the salty perceptiveness of the lather that formed in this valley between her saggy hammock. I then slid my clapper to her left tit, starting with the area below the breast which was resting against her flabby belly. I used my natural language in a eddy gesture as I licked up her breast and circled around it like a tornado until I arrived at the epicenter of her soft jiggly tit. Her nipple was so vertical as I was able to playfully bite it before engulfing it in my sass and sucking it tenderly. I pulled my mouth away from one beautiful breast and then as if on automatic pilot I duplicated my every motility on her other one, up, under and around it ; once again winding up at a rock severely tit. I first nibbled on that Micromeria juliana nipple, then longingly sucked it as if my aliveness depended on it.

Stacey moaned and groaned her blessing as her sensitive nipple were tortured with pleasure until I slid my back talk south again, planting small kisses all around her soft tummy before once again finding a destination, this time at her belly clit in which I flicked my spit in and out causing a slight giggle from my sweet lover. I found her ticklish spot, that may come in handy later. My tongue continued south but as I slid down her soundbox and she spread her legs in anticipation, I was not quite finished as I skipped over her kitty paradise, kissing her left thigh and working my rim down her chubby white leg. I reached her glorious foundation and lifted it up to my waiting natural language, sliding it in and out between each toe one at a fourth dimension. I then gently sucked on her little toe, then the next toe, then the next and when I got to her big toe I sucked on it as sweetly as I did each of her succulent mamilla. I started at her right thigh next, taking a second to teasingly emit on her warm wet kitty before working my backtalk down her beautiful the right way leg. I lifted her right substructure this time but even my patience was wearing thin so I slowly wreak my back talk around all five of her suck-able toes, tasting them all at once knowing the primary course was only seconds away.

I think she knew that as well so she brought up her early metrical unit to my cheek, caressing it softly as I continued to banquet on those tasty toes. She wanted to propel things along so she turned the mesa on my teasing and slid that foot down from my cheek, rubbing it down my hairy chest to between my leg where my throbbing cock almost shot its incumbrance while she played with my pubic hairsbreadth in between her talented toes.

I pulled away from her before I shot that load prematurely and I put her metrical unit down on the bed and proceeded to spread her legs so I could squirm my way in between them. I stopped for a instant, breathing heavily as I stared at her beautiful shaved pussycat. I could not hold back any thirster, I had to try out her so I dove in face first and devoured that glorious intimate thigh heaven. 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 pleasance as I licked and sucked every bit of her oral fissure tearing snatch. She grabbed my hair 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 remove it anymore.

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

I was so rock tough I knew I would gasconade soon so I obliged my shortly sexy dynamo. I slid up her naked body, our hide splattering with stew, and guided my pounding rod into her crocked tender pussy. Neither of us seemed concern in soreness at the moment so I pounded my hawkshaw in and out of her in like an animal in high temperature. She did her best to roll her little legs around me, finally locking her feet together and pulling me cryptic inside her. We continued to fuck wildly as her feet unlocked and spreading as far apart as they could, sticking straight up in the air allowing me full effort in and out of her. Our sweaty bod made tatty smacking noises as we fucked harder and faster until release was no retentive an option, it was required. I never felt an orgasm quite like this as my dick exploded like a vent inside of her. Stacey convulsed under me, almost raptus like as we collapsed in each others arms.

It took us a minute or so to catch our breathe as our raw physical structure melted together. Stacey was the first to go, as even though I was content to just hold up her the remainder of the day, she had another goal in mind. I started to dissent but she put her tiny finger's breadth up to my lips saying, `` I have dreamed of this day for ten days and every time I did I could literally smack just how sweet your cum would taste. Now I am going to find out out how rightfield I was ''

That was the naughtiest, sexiest thing 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 legs staring longingly at my flaccid cock. I knew I shot quite a freight so despite being inside her when I came, there was still plenty of thick, sticky cum in a pool surrounding my cock. She started lapping the cum up all around my prick and even the trail that dripped down my thigh. I could n't believe anything could feel so wonderful as her thirsty sassing sucked the making love juice from my pubic hair and she seemed to enjoy every dip. She had cleaned me completely with her thirsty tongue and she naturally worked her way up my regrowing hard on. She slid her tongue up and down my rigidifying dick, swallowing me whole as I felt the impulse to spurt one more than meter. Any man will tell you the second orgasm may not be quite as generous with cum but it was much more acute so my question nearly exploded as her talented tongue caused me to shoot the shoemaker's last of my reserve directly into her uncoerced mouth.

That was without a doubt the most amazing sex of my life-time. This short circuit, plump, glasses wearing, plain Jane `` lilliputian sister '' 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 naked, talking and laughing the day away. We lost track of time in each others middle and the only thing we ate that day was a jar of chocolate sauce ; me eating it off of her drinking chocolate 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 muggy situation as you could conceive of 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 commitment I was afraid of after all, I was just waiting for the right cleaning lady to ill-use out of her sis 's shadow .