Little Sister

I was at the office office the former day and I had quite a blast from the by as I ran into a cleaning lady I use to know named Stacey. Stacey is the short babe of my hot blond ex-girlfriend Shelby who I have not seen in a about ten years. Shelby and I dated for a little over a year before she broke up with me due to my inability to commit. Shelby is pretty folk 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 ways that she was truly Shelby 's little sis. Stacey was the opposite of her sis in most ways. Stacey was a brunette and although she was n't ugly, with her forgetful hair and glasses she was the `` champaign Jane '' character. Stacey was short and round, not obese but she was definitely embonpoint. Her feel were not the solely way she was overshadowed by her older Sister as Stacey was reserved and incredibly shy while Shelby was a social butterfly.

While I was dating Shelby, Stacey was married to a tacky drunkard named jemmy. Although I never saw jimmy physically abuse Stacey he was an son of a bitch who would put her down constantly for her looks and he expected her to wait on him hand and pes at all clock time. I suppose that is the main cause I would try to be extra decent to her and compliment her in subtle mode when I could. Shelby told me that her baby sister had a bit of crunch on me but I never gave it a good deal thought back then.

Stacey looked about the Lapplander as when I end saw her, a picayune bit older as she was now 40, but still the Saame 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 zip much was new with me except for my job, I had gone to college and commence 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 electronic computer she got for her birthday hold out 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 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 like as I remembered it, a minuscule run down but well preserve. The thing that stood out though, especially on hot daylight such as this, was that it had no central air so fans and window building block were positioned around the theater to try and hold open it cool. Stacey offered me some lemonade and I got started setting up the computer in her bedchamber. 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 computing device and her personal single file on a ovolo effort to download from her old computer. I finished setting up the P.C. which was a middling nice one with a big flat screen computer varan almost twice the size of her old one. I finished downloading her old Indian file that mostly were songs and old motion-picture show, when I started feeling a bit nostalgic so I snooped around looking at some of her old ikon of her sister and the rest of her category. I ran across a sundry folder 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 aphrodisiac sleeping accommodation photos of each early just for fun. I told her I deleted mine ( of course I did n't erase them but I would never present them to anyone and let 's typeface it, I am a guy. ) and she told me she did the like thing. I never in my wildest dreaming thought she would continue them and I especially never expected her to show them to her little sister but there I was on the screen in my yellow dress shirt ( Shelby 's favorite ) and zilch else. I was a piddling embarrassed but I have to let in, it was pretty salutary 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 help, hugged me arrivederci and although I was reluctant to leave behind, 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 pass a shelf in the social movement way, 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 back of the house.


I headed to my car with that concluding expression stuck in my brain and I reached for my car key fruit 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 let dropped them inside her menage so I headed back to the straw man door and knocked but there was no answer. I stood there for a few minutes knocking but knowing how loud her devotee and air conditioners could be I decided since I just left I could come back in to think my 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 bedroom when I heard a small moan come from behind the partially opened bedroom door.

I peaked into her sleeping accommodation and saw the most amazing sight I had ever seen as Stacey was clad only in an untied and subject red bathrobe sitting in forepart of her new computer covert. She had one hand on the keyboard seemingly scrolling through depiction and the other hand was massaging her entrust tit. I had never seen anyone so aphrodisiacal in my integral life. I was a petty to the side of her and her eyes were glued to the concealment so she did n't see me staring although I am not sure I could suffer turn away even if she had. She stopped clicking through the moving picture, settling on her deary I guessed, and she re-positioned herself in the professorship sliding entirely out of her gown in the mental process. I was in awe of how aphrodisiac she looked sitting there ; her perky little John Brown hair, her trash, her piffling mouth slightly opened as she moaned softly between short breaths.

Her chest were bigger than I imagined and although they sagged downward they were wonderfully round with perfectly shaped mammilla that stood straight out, as hard as my ever growing cock. Her tummy was flabby but sexy in its own way as it was glistening from the sweat that was now pouring from her pulsating physical structure. Her legs 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 finger's breadth deep inside her beautiful knock off pussy that was obviously wet from a combination of the oestrus of the room and heat of the instant. Having her right foot up on the desk allowed me as a foot lover to get the topper of both worlds. Her chubby right sole looked wrinkled yet soft up on the desk while the top of her left foot held her steady, planted in the carpet, her beautiful fire locomotive engine red painted toes in astute direct contrast to the white shag carpeting of her bedroom floor.

I could n't expect away as her left hand continued to work that resplendent slit while her right bridge player cupped her left breast. twisting her rock hard nipple. She moaned louder and louder as I continued to expect at her from headland to toe wondering if she was looking at my characterisation on her monitor, wondering and hoping that I was the reasonableness for the intimate spell she appeared to be in. I was hypnotized by her sexiness when I noticed a shakiness in my sack that shook me back to realism. 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 hall to look 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 jaundiced shirt started ''

I could n't think it as I read this on my phone. Apparently I was so fixed on her wiggling toes in the carpet or the soaking wet finger pumping in and out of her delicious pussy that I did n't mark her right hand leave her beautiful titty and type a message from her keyboard. I was so excited and so rock heavy I had to resist the urge to burst through the door like a S.W.A.T. team. I slowly opened to door to see the the computer screen was swung around for me to see myself sitting in my old Lazy Boy president, my jaundiced shirt unbuttoned and me completely naked from the waistline down. She was masturbating to my picture as she has done many times before but this clip was dissimilar, this prison term the phantasy was becoming reality.

I walked in the threshold as cool and composed as I could while she slowed the finger's breadth fucking to a diffuse massage, ready for me to need over. `` I want to cream that beautiful body from drumhead to toe. '' was my opening line as I stripped off my shirt and started undoing my belt.

'' You can lap every last in of me baby doll as long as that ends up deep down my throat and rich inside my pussy as many times tonight as you can come up a hard on. '' she replied pointing to the screen where my cock stood straight out between my spread legs.

My boxers had barely hit the ground when I kissed her forehead, her nose, and both her rosy buttock before planting a mysterious tongue swirling, toe curling kiss on her pretty red lips. `` It 's a deal beautiful. '' I whispered as our mouth parted, mine salivating as they prepared for a rattling exploration of Stacey 's unawares, plump, and extraordinarily sexy body. I nibbled on her cervix 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 synagogue that was Stacey 's body.

I started with the backrest of her neck opening, nibbling my way down her shoulders and back. I got to her wonderfully round baby bland ass and stared for a moment before showering one ass cheek then the early with sweet kisses. 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 lingua touched her sore asshole right hand in the center of her beautiful emollient colored ass cheeks. I swirled my tongue a bit more as she pulsated with each pic of my tongue in her squiffy piffling asshole. I moved my way the rest of the way down her pass nearing her pussycat paradise where I stopped short, saving the main line for later.

My spit then traveled down her correctly leg followed by her left, licking all the way down before once again finding a tasty treat to relish. I loved the crisp so of her petite feet as I started with her allow one, licking ever so slowly from her flaccid heal to the peak of her wiggling little toes. I followed suit on the opposite metrical foot, deliberately tracing every wrinkle of her balmy bare soles with my will tongue as she continued to groan my name. Stacey never realized how trade good a foot bathing tub could be when given by a man with a gifted lingua, who was a connoisseur of feet.

I finished my worshiping of her beautiful feet and slid up her trunk, guiding her onto her binding in the heart of the bed. `` Halfway there and the best is yet to make out. '' I whispered in her left ear as I stuck my tongue in it, softly nibbling her lobe before moving to her neck.

I sucked on the side of her neck before going down her depart shoulder, her arm and then her mitt. I pulled away from that incline and noticed she had slipped her correct script between her thighs dying for tending 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 firmly nipples as I grabbed her hand pulling it away, her fingers slipping out of muggy cunt. I licked her fingers clear, kissed her medallion, up her arm before nibbling her shoulder and neck making my way back up to her other ear.

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

I once again kissed her deep and arduous, our knife dancing inside her mellisonant mouth. I pulled our sass apart, kissed her Kuki-Chin before heading down to her unbelievable chest where her marrow was beating fast in anticipation of what I would do next. I started in the heart and soul of her thorax, near that heartbeat, licking her as I savored the salty perceptiveness of the sweat that formed in this vale between her saggy hummock. I then slid my tongue to her get out tit, starting with the area below the breast which was resting against her flabby belly. I used my spit in a purl apparent movement as I licked up her boob and circled around it like a tornado until I arrived at the epicenter of her easygoing jiggly tit. Her nipple was so upright as I was able to playfully seize with teeth it before engulfing it in my mouthpiece and sucking it tenderly. I pulled my mouthpiece away from one beautiful breast and then as if on automatic pilot burner I duplicated my every move on her other one, up, under and around it ; once again winding up at a rock arduous 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 raw mammilla were tortured with pleasure until I slid my backtalk south again, planting minor kisses all around her mild tummy before once again finding a terminus, this fourth dimension at her belly clit in which I flicked my tongue in and out causing a thin giggle from my mellifluous devotee. I found her ticklish spot, that may come in W. C. Handy later. My tongue continued south but as I slid down her body and she spread her wooden leg in anticipation, I was not quite finished as I skipped over her pussy Shangri-la, kissing her leftfield thigh and working my lips down her chubby whiteness leg. I reached her splendid metrical foot and lifted it up to my waiting clapper, 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 teat. I started at her right thigh side by side, taking a mo to teasingly breathe on her warm wet pussycat before working my back talk down her beautiful right leg. I lifted her decent foundation this time but even my patience was wearing lose weight so I slowly make for my mouth around all five of her suck-able toes, tasting them all at once knowing the master row was only seconds away.

I think she knew that as well so she brought up her early foot to my cheek, caressing it softly as I continued to feast on those tasty toes. She wanted to move things along so she turned the tables on my tease and slid that foot down from my cheek, rubbing it down my haired dresser to between my stage 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 twist my way in between them. I stopped for a moment, breathing heavily as I stared at her beautiful shaved pussy. I could not hold back any longer, I had to taste her so I dove in expression first and devoured that magnificent privileged thigh paradise. Stacey was so wet that I literally washed my case in her juices, eating her kitty-cat with a hunger I had never felt before. Stacey screamed in orgasmic delight as I licked and sucked every bit of her mouth lacrimation 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 Sir Thomas More meter before pulling my fuzz violently, her button was so hyper-sensitive she could not take it anymore.

'' I want you to have it off me now Dalton, fuck me decently fucking now ! ! '' She begged.

I was so rock hard I knew I would burn out soon so I obliged my short sexy dynamo. I slid up her naked body, our pelt splattering with stew, and guided my throbbing rod into her compressed warm twat. Neither of us seemed concern in rawness at the minute so I pounded my prick in and out of her in like an animal in heat. She did her estimable to wrap her short legs around me, finally locking her understructure together and pulling me deep inside her. We continued to fuck wildly as her ft unlocked and spread as far apart as they could, sticking straight up in the air allowing me replete movement in and out of her. Our sweaty flesh made loud smacking interference as we fucked harder and faster until spillage was no longer an choice, it was required. I never felt an orgasm 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 nude bodies melted together. Stacey was the first to move, as even though I was content to just hold her the rest of the day, she had another goal in mind. I started to protest but she put her tiny finger up to my sass saying, `` I have dreamed of this day for ten years and every time I did I could literally try out just how sweet your cum would taste. Now I am going to find out how right on I was ''

That was the naughtiest, sexiest affair 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 load so despite being inside her when I came, there was still plenty of midst, sticky cum in a syndicate surrounding my cock. She started lapping the cum up all around my cock and even the trail that dripped down my thigh. I could n't consider anything could feel so howling as her thirsty mouth sucked the love juice from my pubic hair's-breadth and she seemed to savor every dip. She had cleaned me completely with her hungry tongue and she naturally worked her way up my regrowing hard on. She slid her clapper up and down my rigidification prick, swallowing me whole as I felt the urge to spurt one more time. Any man will severalize you the second orgasm may not be quite as generous with cum but it was much more intense so my chief nearly exploded as her gifted spit caused me to shoot the last of my reserve directly into her willing mouth.

That was without a doubt the most puzzle sex of my life. This short, plump, glasses wearing, plain Jane `` little sis '' was the most incredible woman I had ever met. I know I surprised Stacey as I stayed the respite of the day with her, lying naked, talking and laughing the day away. We lost track of time in each others center and the entirely thing we ate that day was a jar of drinking chocolate sauce ; me eating it off of her chocolate dipped toes and her licking it off of my coffee cock over which she had poured what was left of the jar. It was quite a sticky situation as you could ideate 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 compensate woman to step out of her babe 's shadow .