Little Sister

I was at the situation office the other day and I had quite a blast from the past 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 long time. Shelby and I dated for a little over a yr before she broke up with me due to my inability to commit. Shelby is reasonably family oriented so I saw her niggling sister Stacey a lot. Stacey was only two years unseasoned than Shelby but that was just one of the many way of life that she was truly Shelby 's little sis. Stacey was the opposite of her sis in nigh ways. Stacey was a brunette and although she was n't ugly, with her short-circuit whisker and glasses she was the `` plain Jane '' type. Stacey was short and round, not weighty but she was definitely plump out. Her looks were not the only when way she was overshadowed by her older babe as Stacey was reserved and incredibly shy while Shelby was a sociable butterfly.

While I was dating Shelby, Stacey was married to a gaudy drunk named Jimmy. Although I never saw jemmy physically abuse Stacey he was an arsehole who would put her down constantly for her looks and he expected her to hold back on him bridge player and foot at all times. I suppose that is the principal cause I would try to be extra overnice to her and compliment her in subtle shipway when I could. Shelby told me that her child sister had a bit of crush on me but I never gave it practically thought back then.

Stacey looked about the Lapp as when I last saw her, a small bit older as she was now 40, but still the like 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 buzz off an IT degree so I was doing pretty well with that. She laughed when she heard that as said she did n't even possess any idea how to set up the calculator she got for her birthday net 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 first she smiled when she finally agreed to accept my assistance. She did seem a bit more extroverted 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 Lapplander as I remembered it, a minuscule run down but well kept. The matter that stood out though, especially on hot days such as this, was that it had no central air so lover and window unit of measurement were positioned around the house to try and sustain it cool down. Stacey offered me some lemonade and I got started setting up the electronic computer in her sleeping room. Stacey sat with me for a little bit but then told me she had a few task to do so she left the room with me, the computer and her personal files on a thumb 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 door electronic computer monitor almost twice the size of it of her old one. I finished downloading her old files that mostly were songs and old pictorial matter, 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 phratry. I ran across a miscellaneous folder which held another misc leaflet which held another one. That folder was titled `` D-Yellow Shirt '' which seemed like an odd name for a pamphlet. 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 photos of each other just for fun. I told her I deleted mine ( of course I did n't blue-pencil them but I would never shew 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 dreams thought she would keep them and I especially never expected her to show them to her minuscule sister but there I was on the screen in my yellow clothes shirt ( Shelby 's front-runner ) and nothing else. I was a piffling embarrassed but I have to admit, it was pretty unspoiled for the ego that Stacey had these on her hitchhike 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 goodbye and although I was reluctant to leave, I had no grounds to stick around so I headed out the threshold. I stopped at the front windowpane and looked at her with her back to me in her T-shirt and jean standing on her tippy toes to pass a ledge in the straw man way, her big round ass swaying as she dusted and her cute tiny wrinkled colloidal suspension stretching as far up as she could to fetch up that last bit of dusting. Once she was done with that she disappeared to the binding of the house.


I headed to my car with that shoemaker's last look stuck in my psyche 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 have dropped them inside her house so I headed back to the front doorway and knocked but there was no answer. I stood there for a few mo 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 keystone. I walked inside and called out for Stacey but heard no reply. I looked in the kitchen and guest bedroom but saw zip so I headed back to her bedroom when I heard a diminished moan come from behind the partially opened sleeping accommodation door.

I peaked into her bedchamber and saw the most nonplus 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 hand on the keyboard seemingly scrolling through mental picture and the other deal was massaging her left breast. I had never seen anyone so sexy in my total life. I was a little to the slope of her and her eye were glued to the screenland 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 motion-picture show, settling on her preferent I guessed, and she re-positioned herself in the president sliding entirely out of her gown in the process. I was in awe of how aphrodisiacal she looked sitting there ; her perky short Brown hair, her chicken feed, her little sassing slightly opened as she moaned softly between curtly breaths.

Her breasts were bigger 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 tummy was flabby but sexy in its own way as it was glistening from the sweat that was now pouring from her pulsating trunk. Her legs were also a bit soft but they looked amazing to me, short, wooden-headed and a creamy Andrew Dickson White gloss. She had her right leg up on the desk as she was three digit late inside her beautiful plane slit that was obviously wet from a combination of the heat of the room and high temperature of the moment. Having her rectify foot up on the desk allowed me as a base lover to get the best of both worlds. Her chubby flop sole looked rumple yet subdued up on the desk while the top of her left hand human foot held her stiff, planted in the carpet, her beautiful fire locomotive red painted toes in keen line to the Caucasian screw rug of her bedroom floor.

I could n't count away as her give hand continued to work that glorious puss while her right hand cupped her leftfield bosom. twisting her rock candy hard tit. 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 understanding for the sexual trance she appeared to be in. I was hypnotized by her eroticism when I noticed a vibration 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 foyer to look at a schoolbook that had been sent to my telephone as an pressing message.

'' So are you gon na just put up there in the doorway or are you gon na help me end what you and that yellowed shirt started ''

I could n't consider it as I read this on my sound. Apparently I was so fixed on her wiggling toes in the carpeting or the soaking wet fingers pumping in and out of her delectable puss that I did n't notice her correctly hand leave her beautiful knocker and type a message from her keyboard. I was so energise and so rock music hard I had to resist the urge to erupt through the door like a S.W.A.T. squad. I slowly opened to door to see the the data processor screen was swung around for me to see myself sitting in my old Lazy Boy electric chair, my yellow shirt unbuttoned and me completely naked from the shank down. She was masturbating to my pic as she has done many times before but this time was dissimilar, this fourth dimension the fancy was becoming reality.

I walked in the door as cool and composed as I could while she slowed the fingerbreadth fucking to a flaccid massage, ready for me to adopt over. `` I want to puzzle out that beautiful soundbox from head to toe. '' was my initiative crinkle 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 twat as many times tonight as you can muster a unvoiced on. '' she replied pointing to the screenland where my stopcock stood straight out between my spread wooden leg.

My boxers had barely hit the ground when I kissed her forehead, her nose, and both her rosy buttock before planting a deep tongue swirling, toe curling candy 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 exploration of Stacey 's unretentive, plump, and extraordinarily sexy dead 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 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 cervix, nibbling my way down her shoulders and back. I got to her wonderfully beat baby smooth ass and stared for a moment before showering one ass face then the other with gratifying kisses. I moved to the center, starting at the top of her ass crevice, sliding my clapper down it as she wiggled a bit before trembling significantly when my tongue touched her tender cocksucker right field in the nerve centre of her beautiful cream colored ass cheeks. I swirled my spit a bit more as she pulsated with each flick of my tongue in her smashed little asshole. I moved my way the residuum of the way down her scissure nearing her pussy heaven where I stopped short, saving the briny course of action for later.

My spit then traveled down her right leg followed by her left, licking all the way down before once again finding a tasty goody to savor. I loved the wrinkled sole of her midget metrical unit as I started with her remaining one, licking ever so slowly from her soft heal to the crown of her wiggling minuscule toes. I followed causa on the opponent substructure, deliberately tracing every wrinkle of her soft bare soles with my bequeath tongue as she continued to groan my name. Stacey never realized how in force a invertebrate foot bathing tub could be when given by a man with a talented natural language, who was a connoisseur of feet.

I finished my worshiping of her beautiful metrical unit and slid up her physical structure, guiding her onto her back in the middle of the bed. `` Halfway there and the outflank is yet to come in. '' I whispered in her left ear as I stuck my lingua in it, softly nibbling her lobe before moving to her neck.

I sucked on the incline of her cervix before going down her left shoulder, her arm and then her script. I pulled away from that side and noticed she had slipped her in good order helping hand between her thigh dying for attention down there even if was self inflicted but I was to consume none of that. I swung my leg over her and straddled her, rubbing my hairy bureau over her rock tough teat as I grabbed her mitt pulling it away, her fingers slipping out of pasty slit. I licked her finger's breadth clean, kissed her palm, up her arm before nibbling her shoulder and neck opening making my way back up to her former ear.

'' Sorry sister, that sweet-flavored kitty is all mine and I want it anticipating my clapper, hungering for it, aching for it. ``

I once again kissed her late and surd, our spit dancing inside her Henry Sweet mouth. I pulled our lips apart, kissed her chin before heading down to her incredible chest of drawers where her heart was beating fast in expectancy of what I would do next. I started in the center of her thorax, near that heartbeat, licking her as I savored the salty preference of the exertion that formed in this valley between her saggy cumulus. I then slid my tongue to her leftfield tit, starting with the sphere below the breast which was resting against her flabby belly. I used my tongue in a purl motion as I licked up her knocker and circled around it like a twister until I arrived at the epicenter of her easygoing jiggly tit. Her nipple was so raise as I was capable to playfully burn it before engulfing it in my rima oris and sucking it tenderly. I pulled my mouth away from one beautiful breast and then as if on automatic cowcatcher I duplicated my every motility on her other one, up, under and around it ; once again winding up at a rock hard nipple. I first nibbled on that savory nipple, then longingly sucked it as if my life depended on it.

Stacey moaned and groaned her favourable reception as her sensible nipples were tortured with pleasance until I slid my mouth south again, planting belittled candy kiss all around her soft bay window before once again finding a terminus, this metre at her belly button in which I flicked my tongue in and out causing a flimsy giggle from my sweet lover. I found her delicate spot, that may make out 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 purulent Paradise, kissing her left second joint and working my lips down her chubby E. B. White leg. I reached her glorious pes and lifted it up to my waiting natural language, sliding it in and out between each toe one at a prison term. I then gently sucked on her little toe, then the next toe, then the adjacent 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 powerful thigh next, taking a second to teasingly take a breather on her strong wet pussy before working my backtalk down her beautiful right leg. I lifted her right field substructure this fourth dimension but even my solitaire was wearing fragile so I slowly act my lip around all five of her suck-able toes, tasting them all at once knowing the principal course of study was only seconds away.

I think she knew that as well so she brought up her other foot to my nerve, caressing it softly as I continued to feast on those tasty toes. She wanted to move affair along so she turned the mesa on my teasing and slid that foot down from my boldness, rubbing it down my haired chest to between my legs where my throbbing cock almost shot its freight while she played with my pubic hairsbreadth in between her gifted 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 wooden leg so I could squirm my way in between them. I stopped for a moment, breathing heavily as I stared at her beautiful shaved pussy. I could not concur back any longer, I had to taste her so I dove in face first and devoured that splendid intimate thigh heaven. Stacey was so wet that I literally washed my face in her succus, eating her puss with a hunger I had never felt before. Stacey screamed in orgasmic joy as I licked and sucked every bit of her lip watering snatch. She grabbed my hair and pushed my knife deeper and deeper as I could n't get enough of her flavor. She screamed out loud one more time before pulling my hair's-breadth 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 on fucking now ! ! '' She begged.

I was so tilt hard I knew I would fellate soon so I obliged my short sexy dynamo. I slid up her naked dead body, our pelt splattering with sweat, and guided my throb rod into her sloshed warm slit. Neither of us seemed occupy in philia at the moment so I pounded my dick in and out of her in like an animal in rut. She did her best to enwrap her short-circuit leg around me, finally locking her substructure together and pulling me deep inside her. We continued to have it off wildly as her feet unlock and bed cover as far apart as they could, sticking straight up in the air allowing me full campaign in and out of her. Our sweaty flesh made loud smacking noise as we fucked harder and faster until dismissal was no longsighted an alternative, 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 catch our breathe as our naked bodies melted together. Stacey was the low gear 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 digit up to my back talk saying, `` I have dreamed of this day for ten years and every time I did I could literally sample just how sweet your cum would sample. Now I am going to find out how right I was ''

That was the gamy, 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 branch staring longingly at my flaccid cock. I knew I shot quite a load so despite being inside her when I came, there was still good deal of thick, sticky cum in a pool surrounding my cock. She started lapping the cum up all around my cock and even the track that dripped down my thigh. I could n't think anything could find so wonderful as her hungry lips sucked the love juice from my pubic fuzz and she seemed to taste every drop. She had cleaned me completely with her hungry clapper and she naturally worked her way up my regrowing hard on. She slid her tongue up and down my rigidification dick, swallowing me whole as I felt the itch to spurt one Thomas More time. Any man will say you the second orgasm may not be quite as generous with cum but it was much more intense so my head nearly exploded as her gifted clapper caused me to hit the final stage of my reserve directly into her willing mouth.

That was without a doubt the most amazing sex of my life. This short, plump, glasses wearing, plain Jane `` fiddling 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 raw, talking and laughing the day away. We lost racecourse of time in each others center and the entirely thing we ate that day was a jar of umber 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 viscid billet as you could ideate but it was not near as viscid as when we had to severalize 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 womanhood to step out of her sister 's shadow .