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Once a month on Friday night, all day Sat and most of Lord's Day, this was always a strange time in the house that I grew up in. On these weekends my onetime sis, myself and my immature Brother were literally banned from our own house. All I knew was that I had to camp out out at my grandparent's house or sleep over at my fille Friend family. I never minded this because this was my time of freedom. The grandparents set no curfew and let me repel their cars and my girl Quaker's parents were usually away for the weekend. ( This always peaked my curiosity. ) Nice setup for me because all of the rest of the sentence my folk were strict as hell and always kept tabs on us.

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We live in the MD suburbs outside of George Washington, DC. Along with my female parent and Padre are their three children, Katrina, Karmen and Karlos. I am Karmen. While our neck of the woods can definitely be considered affluent, my parents have always kept me and my siblings very grounded in our ascendant. My parents have been married for about 19 age. They met while in college at Georgetown University. My dad was born and raised in Washington D.C., DC. His mother was half Seminole and one-half black. He did not know his father, but only that he was a white man who used to be in DC on concern a lot. My mother is Filipino and came to the states as a teenager with her mother. She grew up outside of DC in Arlington, Old Dominion State. They both worked for the State section and had attained luxuriously security headroom, along with eminent executive director positions. My older sister is really my one-half sister. My dad was wild in mellow school and had a daughter before he was 18. She came to live with us when she was 14 and I was 9. My younger Brother is 14 and starting to feel his godforsaken oats just like his founder did when he was in highschool schooltime. I have been described as an exotic mantrap because of how I look. the great unwashed look at my eubstance feature of speech which are strongly African-American ( big booty, thighs and dummy ), yearn black hair and a butter pecan complexion. I enjoy the looks that I get. My sister and I share the Lapplander features except she is very dark skinned as her mother was.

The Beginning To No End

Living in a strict household did not turn over me a lot of chance to get as idle and crazy as my supporter. My scoop friend Constance ( Connie ) comes from a family that is very loose and unfiltered. I enjoy going to her sign of the zodiac. Her parents have an open liquor cabinet, all of the cable channels ( unlocked ) and spate of those big videos. Connie took me into her mother's closet one day and showed me all of the lingerie that her mother had and she was allowed to wear whenever she wanted.

While we were in her mother's closet one day, Connie decided she wanted my opinion on a few of the turnout. Before I could say anything, this doll was stripping down to her birthday suit. Now, I had seen her body at schoolhouse when we were changing for PE or swimming practice but I never paid much attending. Connie seemed to be trying to showoff her body to me and it was working. Connie is about 5'10"and has skinny girl knocker. They sit up overnice and high and are about a 38C. She has a matte belly from working out and her ass is not flat but it is not as round as mine. When she turned around, I was amazed at her Kitty Kat ( the cognomen that I picked up from my Mom ). Not a string of pilus and as suave as silk. I tried to look away but I was in a spell. What she did succeeding floored me. She patted her Kitty Kat's lips a couple of clip and caused them to open up up. This made me so hot for some red cent reasonableness. I have never had any opinion for a girl before, as I was probably the net Virgin in my senior category. When I finally was capable to look away, Connie asked what was haywire. I tried to act cool and tell her that I was okay but she could sense that I was a little flustered. She just gave me a sinful smile and went on to put on her mother sexy lingerie. It was a full body cat suit that had an open crotch that went back to her pretty ass. The suit was black and had a pink bow right above the crotch. Connie was in her full model mode. She was strutting her ass up and down in the closet and deflexion over every couple of step. Her beautiful livid ass was looking good to this virgin. My eyes never turned away from her. After completing her back trip-up down the closet rails, Connie stopped in the middle of the press and did the aphrodisiacal peeler shimmy on her way to laying down on the floor. Once on the trading floor, Connie started rubbing and pinching those 38C's. Her turmoil came in the variety of the sexiest groan. I guess that she wanted more because she took one hand off of her tits and rubbed on her Kitty Kat's lip. Connie had her eyes closed but she knew that she had my undivided tending.

My legs got a niggling rubbery and I had to sit down at her mother's dressing table. I felt that familiar twinge in my Kitty Kat. This was the look I got when I put the handheld shower head between my legs when I was in the exhibitor. I tried to keep my pegleg shut but started rubbing them together in what I thought was an involuntary motion. When my low moaning started, I knew that it was no longer involuntary ; I was so turned on by my sexy friend.

My moaning got Connie to slightly open up her eyes and tone at me with a devilish smiling. Connie was now using two hands on her pussy. One hand was using two finger's breadth to motivate in and out of her Kat and the other one was rubbing the top of her clit.
My optic were locked on my C. H. Best acquaintance and my thighs were definitely moving and rubbing together faster. It felt like a marsh in my scanty. I was afraid of my Kat's succus messing up her mother's chair, so I ran to her parent's master bathroom and tried my best to calm myself down. I took my pants off and then slid down my sopping wet panty. They were so wet that I could deform my muggy juice out of them and into the cesspit. When I looked in the mirror at my kitty Kat's whisker, it was matted down and had a glossy shine. I was never so wet and so become on. Wondering what happened to Connie ; I put my gasp back on and could see wet spots on the front of them. The pantie were so wet, so I just stuffed them in my air pocket. This was my first clip going commando and it felt good. ( Note to self. )

All of this was so new to me. Either I was too sheltered or Connie was way too fast. As I came out of the bathroom, my thinker was in a fuzz. The show was not over ; Connie was lying on her parent's bed with her legs wide open. She had her fingers in her mouth and was licking off what I knew had to be her own juices. When she saw me, she just smiled and then pouted her backtalk. I walked slowly over and sat on the bench at the foot of the bed with my eyes never looking away from my girl's beautiful body. She started smiling at me and asked was I mad at her. All that I said was that it all just surprised me. Connie just pointed at my knickers pocket and laughed at my step-in hanging out. She said I must take in been so surprised that my panty fell off. I looked down and could do nada but laugh at my unfiltered friend.

Connie sat up in the bed and started to make a motion towards me. A little startled at this, I pulled back some. She slowed her movements, took one my men and pulled my scanty out of my pocket with the other. She paused for about 10 seconds and then put her blazonry around me and hugged me tightly. I started to loosen up and returned the party favour. When we finally started to unblock each early from the hug, she looked me directly in the facial expression and said that she had always wanted to see how far she could go with me. My nous was racing and my Kat was starting to juice again. The goofy lost smile on my grimace told it all. Thinking that the show was all over, I never expected Connie to lay back on the bed and then stuff my panty into her wet slit. When she pulled then out, she sniffed them and handed them back to me. Her adjacent statement was that we smelled sound together. Taking the panties back, all I could say was that I had to go and would see her in school day on Monday.

I got out of there and ran the ¼ mil to my business firm. Sprinting up the stairs in the house and into my room, I made sure to lock in my sleeping room doorway. When I got into my toilet, I striped down and looked at myself in the mirror. Watching myself, I started to sniffle my step-in and rubbing my hand on my Kitty Kat. I was feeling a need for a alteration and wanted my pussycat to be as pretty as Connie's. Not knowing how to cut it the right on way, I figured it was time to go talking to my big sister, Katrina. If I went to Connie, I might do something that I was not ready for.

Kat on my Kat

Not knowing how to nonplus the situation to my sister, I decided to wait until everyone was asleep and then go into her room to blab out to her. Knowing that she would be up because she always Skyped with her boyfriend CJ, who was recently deployed to Nippon. She and he had graduated from American language University final May. She took a job with the DC government activity and he immediately entered the Army to meet his 6 yr military machine indebtedness. Katrina and CJ talked for hours each night. I waited until I thought that she was through with her Skype call to go across the hall to her room. We each had the privacy of our own room with wax bathrooms and had the entire third floor of the house to ourselves with two empty guest rooms and another bathroom as the just other way on this floor. As I walked towards her door, I could see her sitting in her desk president with her legs up on her desk. When I got closer, I noticed that her robe was encompassing open up and her hands were squeezing her big nipple. Like I said before, she and I shared the Saame body character. CJ's vocalism startled me when I heard him tell my sister to mold that snatch for her Big Daddy. He repeated this over and over several times.

Standing in the threshold, I could see Katrina working her pussy with what I thought was her hand but turned out to be a plastic shaped black dick. I knew from Connie, that this was a dildo. This was some powerful crap because Katrina was lifting her big ass off of the death chair to meet the diagonal of the dildo. Her body was in a invariant motion. She was telling her Big pappa to stroke that big black dick and come for his Indian mummy. Katrina had kicked her concealment and turned it towards the door. All I could say was tinker's damn. His dick was big, fat and looked like a nigrify snake. It was as long as a school ruler. He kept stroking that big dark cock faster and faster, all the spell telling Katrina to beg for the dick. Katrina was stroking her twat so severely with the dildo ; I just knew that her cunt was going to be lacerated apart. She complied with CJ by telling her Big Daddy to give it to her harder and harder, until he came on her fat kitty-cat. Their sexy words were making me hot as infernal region, so hot that I did not realize that I was rubbing my kitty-cat Kat through my panties. I did not have on my night-robe, only my bra and panties.

Once again, I was wet from watching others. My attention was drawn back to CJ who was telling Katrina to force out that succus for pappa. Even though I was lost by his words, I could not block off rubbing my Kitty Kat. I was mesmerized and falling in dearest with CJ's cock. What I heard next jolt my attention towards my sister. Her ass was now even higher off of the chair and her legs were wide unresolved. She was now moaning and groaning like a bitch dog in heating. She kept yelling, I'm coming Big papa, I'm coming. Then the damnedest matter happened, a waterfall was shooting out of my sister's pussy and spraying on her desk. It seemed endless but before she was finished, CJ yelled, oh hoot baby, pop is coming too. When I looked at him on the screen, I saw that he was shooting his cum all over the computers camera. My in good order deal was now rubbing so gruelling and so fast on my pussy, while my depart hand had started to pinch my nipple through my bra. This was too much for me because I moaned loud enough for Katrina to reverse and look my way. The mini falls was now running down my pegleg. Like a cervid in headlights, I could not move. My whole consistence was shaking and my legs were wobbly. Before she could say anything, I got myself together and ran towards my room. The last matter that I heard my baby say was that niggling baby, as she called me, had CUM and was GONE at the Lapp time. I was BUSTED ! ! !