This is a fib about my sister and me. I'm sorry if the punctuation mark is screwed up, but there's zero I can do about it. If it bothers you please do us both a favor and move on to another fib. If you decide to over-look it and stay, thanks and enjoy. And as always, feedback is most welcome.

My sister and I were raised in a strict household. There was no cussing and absolutely no nakedness. We undressed in the bathroom and dressed in the bathroom… with the doorway locked.
Emily, was 16 at the clip. She was a marvellous girl, perhaps five metrical unit ten or even eleven. Height ran in our family, although system of weights did not. Emily was one hundred ten pounds at dependable.
She was not what anyone would ring beautiful. She had long dark hair and pretty green eyes, but her nose was slightly longer than she wished and her teeth were a bit crooked. Still, I always thought she was pretty.
What Emily did have in her favor was a gravid pair of perfectly shaped breasts. She had developed these between the ages of thirteen and fifteen and I tried to see them at every opportunity, but always fell short.
I was 14 and like any 14 year old boy I lived for two affair ; nudie mags and jerking off. And even though the magazine were a bang-up aspiration my mentation always turned to Emily while I was beating off. I just had to get a look at those tits, just once !
I devised a plan. My Mom and Dad both working the evening duty period which meant Emily and I were home alone from the metre we got off the school bus until mid-night. I was going to get a looking at my sister if it killed me and actually, if I got caught that was a very distincted possibility.
On the day in question I told my Mom that I would be staying previous for a skill fair meeting and that one of my friends Mom would give me a ride habitation. I made sure as shooting my sister heard me.
School let out at three-thirty, but I ditched at two and thumbed a ride home. I then hung out in mountain of my house until both Mom and Dad left for work.
Once my parents were gone I walked to my door and went inside.
Now, my stupefied adolescent program was to hide in the bathroom behind the shower curtain and when my sis came in to transfer her clothes I would get the peep I so wanted. In fact, I went a dance step farther and brought my digital camera with me. I turned off the phone so there would be no shutter disturbance and I also turned off the flash lamp. And then I stood in there and waited for what seemed like an eternity.
Finally, I heard my baby come in the figurehead door. My spirit was racing. I was trusted she would take heed the bass metal drum beating that I felt in my chest. And then she came into the bathroom.
thought process she was home alone Emily didn't lock the threshold. In fact, I never heard her close it.
I had positioned the shower curtain so that I could glance out and see a thoughtfulness in the mirror of the integral bathroom on onc end of the tub and a straight shot at the toilet from the other. Emily began to undress.
offset she pulled her shirt over her head and dropped it on the flooring. Her titty were everything I had imagined. She wore a plain white bra, but I didn't care. I was electrified with the view I was getting.
Next she unbuckled her belt and let her jeans slide down her longsighted shapely legs. I hadn't realized Emily had such beautiful legs.
I held my breath. Would she persist in removing spell of habiliment or would she put on some house clothes and channelise off to do home plate work. I waited and got my answer shortly.
Emily reached behind herself and unfastened her bra. It fell to the floor and my mettle stopped. There was the true to life imaginativeness that I had only imagined for the past two age standing a foot or two from me. I had to coerce the photographic camera to the lowest degree I would knock off it. But she didn't stop there. As quickly as she had removed her bra she hooked her ovolo in her step-in and slid them down over her knees and off her feet tossing them in a batch with the rest of her clothes. And oh my goodness her twat was shaved. If my parents knew Emily had shaved her pussy they would killed her. If I could get a picture of this I would govern the humankind. I was frozen like a statue. If I moved or in any way let her know I was there I was also dead. D.E.A.D. I waited.
And then the most unbelievable thing happened. Emily closed the toilet lid and sat down. She reached into her purse, which I hadn't noticed before, and pulled out a large, purple bullet shaped vibrator. She turned it on with one hand while spreading her shaven purulent mouth with the other. I could see her clitoris which was already aroused in anticipation of what was coming. As soon as the vibrator soupcon Emily's clit she threw her head back and moaned. This was the perfective time. I positioned the tv camera as to take in her full body and pressed the shutter. And the fucking jiffy went off.
Emily snapped her head up and instinctively slammed her legs shut. I, on the early manus, nearly broke my neck jumping out of the cascade and running toward my bedroom. I didn't know if Emily was behind me or not and I didn't waste any time checking. I ran into my bedroom, slammed the room access and locked it. I had the mental picture but I also had some very big trouble.
A few minutes later Emily was at the room access.
‘ Open up you little shit ’, she screamed.
‘ Not until you calmed down,'I said yelled back. I was stalling until I could think of a plaza to blot out the camera. Then it came to me. Just hide the SD lineup. Done.
I opened the threshold and Emily, who was now dressed, stormed in.
‘ Where is it,'she screamed again. She saw the camera on my bed and lounged for it.
‘ Don't waste your time. I pulled the card out ’.
Emily turned to confront me. ‘ You are so dead. I'm telling Dad as soon as he gets home ’, she hissed.
‘ On really ? Well when you tell him I hid in the shower be sure to tell him you were stroking your monkey with a vibrator. And if he doesn't believe you, hell I'll appearance him the picture ’. At this point I had no thought what the characterization looked like, but I wasn't going to squander the deal. It was my sole chance to get out of this mess.
Emily stopped cold. Her expression changed from rage to reverence in less than a endorse. I just grinned.
‘ OK,'she said. ‘ What do you desire ? I'll make your bed everyday, clean your way, what ? Just give me the picture.'
I don't know where the words came from that I heard myself say, but they were unmistakable.
‘ I want you to do what you were doing in the bathroom while I watch.'
Emily turned whiteness. ‘ You're kidding ?'she said.
‘ No, I'm telling you what I want ’. I got even braver. ‘ I want to see to fuck your pussy with that vibrator ’.
Emily shook her head. ‘ No way. If you show Dad that picture you'll be in the shite just as deep as I will be. You got zip on me.'
‘ Oh really ? How's this. Dad, I knew what Emily was doing and I knew you'd never believe me so I took a flick just to prove it ’. Emily turned an even snowy tone of pale.
‘ When, ? she said.
‘ Now ’.
‘ Where ?'
‘ Right here ’.
Emily left the room. And I waited.
Thirty minutes passed and I was indisputable she was calling my four flush. She probably knew I would never do that to her. I wouldn't laying waste her living over this. Hell, it was all my fault for concealment in the shower in the first position. And then she came back into my room.
‘ No touch,'she said.
I nodded agreement.
Emily put the vibrator on my bed. She looked at me, directly in my optic, and took her top off. This time she wasn't wearing the bra.
I looked at her white meat more closely than I had before. The were perfectly round, perfectly harmonious, with half dollar mark size areola and eraser shaped tit that stood at attention. My dick stirred in my pants.
Emily unfastened her whack and let her trouser descent to the floor. This time she wasn't wearing underclothing either. My cock went from stirring to trying to let out unloosen of my own pants.
Emily went to my computer chair, turned it around to face me and sat down. As if I wasn't in the room she turned the vibrator on, and as before opened her cunt lips and placed the tip on her clit.
It may have been my imagination, but was her clit a little more aflame then it had been it the bathroom ?
Emily began to work the vibrator up and down her peril pussy backtalk each time going all the way to her tight petty motherfucker and then back up to her swollen clit. She made little, oh, shapes with her back talk and occasionally let out a soft moan. I needed to buck off.
Emily continued her motions and each time I thought she was make to cum she slowed her stride just enough to let it authorise. Finally, she laid the vibrator across her clit and yelled, ‘ Now'!
Emily's ass came out of the chair as she pushed the vibrator hard against her clitoris and closed her legs tightly. Her beautiful pointed tit stood straight up. I thought I would cum in my pants.
When Emily's climax subsided she relaxed back into the chair with her eyes closed. She hadn't turned the vibrator off yet.
And then, to my absolute astonishment she began to rub the vibrator over her clit again.
‘ exact out your cock,'she said.
I was hearing matter. This unanimous thing was beyond my inclusion and I was just hearing things.
‘ What, ? I said.
Emily looked at the obvious jut in my pants and said it again.
‘ adopt out you cock ’.
I did as she asked.
My shaft was as hard as I could ever recollect. I guess it was in the neighborhood of six in. The tip was wet and the head was bright red.
Emily looked at it and then up at me. ‘ jump jerk,'she said.
I didn't have to be told twice. It was a pipe dream come true up. As I stroked my prick Emily began to operate her slit over with the vibrator once more.
I knew I wasn't going to last practically prospicient and so I did something that surprised me and shocked Emily.
I stopped jerking off and walked over to where she was sitting, knelt down and pulled her hand holding the vibrator away. Before she could say a word I had my mouth over her clit and was licking it with everything I had. I didn't know what she would do, but I knew this was an chance that would most potential never come again. And so I ate my sisters pussy.
Emily's ass came off the chairperson as she grabbed my head with both hands and pulled my backtalk tightly to her exposed cunt. She cried, moaned, laughed and bucked all at the Lapplander time. And oh she tasted so good.
Once I knew Emily wasn't going to freak out on me I moved up and down her prick licking her arse, dipping into her vagina and twisting her clitoris in my brim. It was only a subject of minutes until she slammed her pussy into my face and screamed out, ‘ I'm fucking cuming in your mouth. Oh, have intercourse eat my cunt. Oh fuck.'She held on with both hands.
I felt Emily's clitoris twitch and her pussy hole declaration as each cramp washed over her. After about twenty seconds of none stop consonant cuming she began to excite and tear with lupus erythematosus force until she finally collapsed into the chair.
I looked down at my sister. My cock was straining for relief. I took it in my hand and with just a few strokes I was on the verge of blast.
Emily opened her centre just in time. She pushed my hand away replacing it with her own as she force her magnificent tits upward. I began to cum in her deal. She jerked me off like a pro.
I shot load after hot load of cum onto my babe tits. Some hit her tummy and one current even hit her mentum. I had never cum so often or so severe in my life.
When the last stream finally dribbled from my cock I thought I would faint.
I stood there, my prick hanging loosely with cum swinging in an arc from the tip while my beautiful sister was looking up smiling, my cum all over her.
She reached out and gently grabbed my orb.
‘ Tomorrow don't hide in the shower,'she said. ‘ Just wait for me in here…. ’