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I was at the military post office the other day and I had quite a attack from the past as I ran into a char I use to know named Stacey. Stacey is the little sister of my hot blonde ex-girlfriend Shelby who I have not seen in a about ten old age. Shelby and I dated for a trivial over a year before she broke up with me due to my unfitness to commit. Shelby is pretty kinfolk oriented so I saw her little sister Stacey a lot. Stacey was only two years younger than Shelby but that was just one of the many means that she was truly Shelby 's small sis. Stacey was the opposite word of her sister in most ways. Stacey was a brunette and although she was n't ugly, with her unforesightful hair and glasses she was the `` knit stitch Jane '' type. Stacey was short and round, not obese but she was definitely plump. Her smell were not the only way she was overshadowed by her older sister as Stacey was reserved and incredibly shy while Shelby was a sociable butterfly.

While I was dating Shelby, Stacey was married to a loud drunk named jemmy. Although I never saw jemmy physically abuse Stacey he was an asshole who would put her down constantly for her tone and he expected her to wait on him handwriting and fundament at all times. I suppose that is the briny reason I would try to be spear carrier nice to her and compliment her in subtle ways when I could. Shelby told me that her baby sister 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 hold out saw her, a piffling bit sr. 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 catch 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 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 loth at first she smiled when she finally agreed to live with my aid. She did appear a bit more outdo and confident than the old Stacey and although her flavor had n't changed much, soon enough the way I looked at her would convert drastically.

Stacey 's house looked about the same as I remembered it, a little run down but well proceed. The thing that stood out though, especially on hot days such as this, was that it had no central air so buff and window building block were positioned around the firm to try and keep it cool. Stacey offered me some lemonade and I got started setting up the reckoner in her bedroom. Stacey sat with me for a fiddling bit but then told me she had a few chores to do so she left the elbow room with me, the computer and her personal files on a pollex drive to download from her old computer. I finished setting up the P.C. which was a pretty nice one with a big flatcar screen computer monitor almost twice the sizing of her old one. I finished downloading her old filing cabinet that mostly were songs and old pic, when I started feeling a bit nostalgic so I snooped around looking at some of her old pictures of her sister and the rest of her family. I ran across a miscellaneous folder which held another misc folder which held another one. That folder was titled `` D-Yellow Shirt '' which seemed like an odd public figure for a booklet. 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 bedroom photo of each other just for fun. I told her I deleted mine ( of grade I did n't blue-pencil them but I would never demonstrate 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 risky pipe dream thought she would keep them and I especially never expected her to show them to her short sister but there I was on the blind in my chickenhearted dress shirt ( Shelby 's ducky ) and nothing else. I was a little embarrassed but I have to admit, it was pretty good for the ego that Stacey had these on her thumb crusade. 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 so long and although I was reluctant to go out, 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 dungaree standing on her crank toes to reach a shelf in the front elbow room, her big rhythm ass swaying as she dusted and her cute tiny wrinkled soles stretching as far up as she could to end up that lowest bit of dusting. Once she was done with that she disappeared to the back of the house.


I headed to my car with that net looking stuck in my head 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 business firm so I headed back to the forepart door and knocked but there was no resolution. I stood there for a few minutes knocking but knowing how loud her rooter and air conditioners could be I decided since I just left I could hail back in to recollect my keys. I walked inside and called out for Stacey but heard no reception. I looked in the kitchen and guest bedroom but saw cipher so I headed back to her bedroom when I heard a small moan come from behind the partially opened chamber 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 unfold red bathrobe sitting in front of her new computing device screen. She had one deal on the keyboard seemingly scrolling through delineation and the other hand was massaging her left knocker. I had never seen anyone so aphrodisiac in my entire life. I was a piddling to the side of meat of her and her eyes were glued to the projection screen so she did n't see me staring although I am not sure I could take in 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 sexy she looked sitting there ; her perky forgetful brown hair, her glasses, her niggling lip slightly opened as she moaned softly between dead breaths.

Her breasts were freehanded 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 dick. Her stomach was flabby but sexy in its own way as it was glistening from the effort that was now pouring from her pulsating soundbox. Her peg were also a bit flabby but they looked amazing to me, short, stocky and a creamy white people of color. She had her right leg up on the desk as she was three fingers deep inside her beautiful shaved snatch that was obviously wet from a combination of the heat energy of the elbow room and oestrus of the moment. Having her right infantry up on the desk allowed me as a foot buff to get the topper of both mankind. Her chubby right fillet of sole looked scrunch up yet soft up on the desk while the top of her left foot held her steady, planted in the carpet, her beautiful fire engine red painted toes in sharp demarcation to the Stanford White roll in the hay carpet of her bedroom floor.

I could n't look away as her go out hand continued to put to work that glorious cunt while her proper paw cupped her unexpended knocker. twisting her rock-and-roll hard nipple. She moaned louder and louder as I continued to look at her from fountainhead to toe wondering if she was looking at my exposure on her monitor, wondering and hoping that I was the reasonableness for the sexual trance she appeared to be in. I was hypnotized by her sexiness when I noticed a vibration in my pocket that shook me back to realism. 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 vestibule to look at a textbook that had been sent to my earphone as an urgent message.

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

I could n't consider it as I read this on my phone. Apparently I was so set on her wiggling toes in the carpet or the soaking wet fingers pumping in and out of her delicious pussycat that I did n't notice her right script leave her beautiful knocker and type a message from her keyboard. I was so excited and so rock 'n' roll operose I had to dissent the urge to split through the door like a S.W.A.T. team. I slowly opened to door to see the the reckoner cover was swung around for me to see myself sitting in my old Lazy Boy chair, my yellow-bellied shirt unbuttoned and me completely naked from the waist down. She was masturbating to my pic as she has done many times before but this time was unlike, this meter the fantasy was becoming reality.

I walked in the threshold as cool and composed as I could while she slowed the finger fucking to a soft massage, ready for me to have over. `` I want to lick that beautiful consistency from promontory to toe. '' was my opening line as I stripped off my shirt and started undoing my belt.

'' You can work every last column inch of me baby doll as long as that ends up deep down my throat and thick inside my slit as many clock time tonight as you can muster a hard on. '' she replied pointing to the screen where my cock stood straight out between my spread legs.

My bagger had barely hit the ground when I kissed her frontal bone, her nose, and both her blushful cheeks before planting a cryptical clapper swirling, toe curling kiss on her pretty red lips. `` It 's a passel beautiful. '' I whispered as our rim parted, mine salivating as they prepared for a marvelous exploration of Stacey 's short, plump, and extraordinarily aphrodisiacal body. I nibbled on her neck as I pulled her from her sitting status, 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 shoulders and back. I got to her wonderfully round infant smooth ass and stared for a import before showering one ass impudence then the other with odoriferous osculation. I moved to the center, starting at the top of her ass crack, sliding my tongue down it as she wiggled a bit before trembling significantly when my tongue touched her spiritualist asshole right in the center of her beautiful cream colored ass impudence. I swirled my tongue a bit more as she pulsated with each pic of my clapper in her tight small asshole. I moved my way the rest of the way down her crack nearing her pussy paradise where I stopped short, saving the main course for later.

My tongue then traveled down her aright leg followed by her left, licking all the way down before once again finding a tasty goody to savor. I loved the wrinkled colloidal solution of her diminutive feet as I started with her bequeath one, licking ever so slowly from her soft heal to the crown of her wiggling small toes. I followed suit on the diametrical foot, deliberately tracing every crinkle of her soft bare soles with my will tongue as she continued to moan my name. Stacey never realized how good a foot bath could be when given by a man with a talented tongue, who was a connoisseur of feet.

I finished my worshiping of her beautiful feet and slid up her torso, guiding her onto her rear in the middle of the bed. `` Halfway there and the undecomposed 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 before going down her left shoulder, her arm and then her hand. I pulled away from that side and noticed she had slipped her correctly hand between her thighs dying for attention down there even if was self inflict but I was to have 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 mitt pulling it away, her digit slipping out of viscous pussy. I licked her finger sportsmanlike, kissed her ribbon, up her arm before nibbling her shoulder and neck making my way back up to her other ear.

'' Sorry babe, that sweet twat is all mine and I want it anticipating my clapper, hungering for it, aching for it. ``

I once again kissed her cryptical and knockout, our tongues dancing inside her sweet mouthpiece. I pulled our lips apart, kissed her Kuki before heading down to her incredible chest where her marrow was beating fast in expectation of what I would do next. I started in the center of her bureau, near that pulse, licking her as I savored the salty taste of the elbow grease that formed in this valley between her saggy mounds. I then slid my tongue to her left tit, starting with the area below the chest which was resting against her flabby belly. I used my tongue in a purl apparent movement 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 erect as I was able to playfully prick 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 light I duplicated my every relocation on her other one, up, under and around it ; once again winding up at a rock and roll hard teat. I first nibbled on that savory nipple, then longingly sucked it as if my life depended on it.

Stacey moaned and groaned her favorable reception as her sore nipples were tortured with pleasure until I slid my lips south again, planting low kisses all around her flaccid tummy before once again finding a finish, this fourth dimension at her belly button in which I flicked my natural language in and out causing a slight giggle from my Sweet fan. I found her ticklish spot, that may come in William Christopher Handy later. My tongue continued south but as I slid down her torso and she spread her legs in expectation, I was not quite finished as I skipped over her pussy paradise, kissing her leave thigh and working my sass down her chubby white leg. I reached her resplendent metrical unit and lifted it up to my waiting natural language, sliding it in and out between each toe one at a time. I then gently sucked on her picayune toe, then the side by side toe, then the side by side 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 right thigh next, taking a second to teasingly catch one's breath on her warm wet cunt before working my backtalk down her beautiful right field leg. I lifted her redress foot this time but even my solitaire was wearing slender so I slowly act upon my back talk around all five of her suck-able toes, tasting them all at once knowing the independent class was only seconds away.

I think she knew that as well so she brought up her other foot to my face, caressing it softly as I continued to banquet on those tasty toes. She wanted to move things along so she turned the tables on my teasing and slid that foot down from my brass, rubbing it down my haired chest to between my leg where my throbbing cock 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 foot down on the bed and proceeded to spread her legs so I could writhe my way in between them. I stopped for a consequence, breathing heavily as I stared at her beautiful shaved kitty-cat. I could not concord back any thirster, I had to try her so I dove in face first and devoured that splendiferous 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 oral cavity watering bit. She grabbed my hair and pushed my tongue deeper and deeper as I could n't get enough of her flavor. She screamed loud one to a greater extent sentence before pulling my hair violently, her clit was so hyper-sensitive she could not train it anymore.

'' I want you to make love me now Dalton, fuck me right fucking now ! ! '' She begged.

I was so rock tough I knew I would mess up soon so I obliged my myopic sexy dynamo. I slid up her naked body, our skin splattering with sudor, and guided my throbbing rod into her nasty warm pussy. Neither of us seemed matter to in tenderness at the mo so I pounded my dick in and out of her in like an brute in heat. She did her outdo to envelop her unawares legs around me, finally locking her groundwork together and pulling me deep inside her. We continued to fuck wildly as her feet unlocked and spread as far apart as they could, sticking straight up in the air allowing me full movement in and out of her. Our sweaty flesh made forte slap noises as we fucked harder and faster until release was no longer an option, it was required. I never felt an climax quite wish this as my dick exploded like a volcano 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 catch our breathe as our au naturel organic structure melted together. Stacey was the first to displace, as even though I was capacity to just hold her the remainder of the day, she had another end in psyche. I started to protest but she put her tiny finger up to my sassing saying, `` I have dreamed of this day for ten yr and every time I did I could literally taste just how confection 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 binding and she was in between my ramification staring longingly at my flaccid hammer. I knew I shot quite a burden so despite being inside her when I came, there was still pot of midst, sticky cum in a consortium surrounding my cock. She started lapping the cum up all around my prick and even the lead that dripped down my thigh. I could n't believe anything could feel so wonderful as her hungry lips sucked the love juice from my pubic hair and she seemed to relish every drop. She had cleaned me completely with her hungry tongue and she naturally worked her way up my regrowing surd on. She slid her tongue up and down my stiffening dick, swallowing me whole as I felt the itch to spurt one more time. Any man will say you the second orgasm may not be quite as generous with cum but it was much Thomas More acute so my head nearly exploded as her gifted tongue caused me to germinate the last of my reserve directly into her willing mouth.

That was without a dubiety the most amazing sex of my life. This short, plump, glasses wearing, plain Jane `` little sister '' was the most incredible woman I had ever met. I know I surprised Stacey as I stayed the relaxation of the day with her, lying au naturel, talking and laughing the day away. We lost track of time in each others heart 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 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 enjoin 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 proper woman to ill-treat out of her sister 's tail .