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Once a month on Fri night, all day Saturday and most of Sunday, this was always a foreign prison term in the house that I grew up in. On these weekends my older sister, myself and my younger buddy were literally banned from our own house. All I knew was that I had to camp out at my grandparent's house or eternal rest over at my girl Quaker home. I never minded this because this was my time of freedom. The grandparents set no curfew and let me drive 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 time my folks were stern as blaze and always kept pill on us.

Background

We live in the MD suburban area outside of Evergreen State, DC. Along with my mother and father are their three baby, Katrina, Karmen and Karlos. I am Karmen. While our neighborhood can definitely be considered affluent, my parents have always kept me and my siblings very grounded in our ascendent. My parents have been married for about 19 years. They met while in college at Georgetown University. My dad was born and raised in Capital, DC. His female parent was half Seminole and one-half black. He did not roll in the hay his don, but only that he was a white man who used to be in DC on business a lot. My mother is Filipino and came to the United States Department of State as a stripling with her mother. She grew up outside of DC in Arlington, Old Dominion. They both worked for the State Department and had attained high security clearances, along with in high spirits executive positions. My quondam Sister is really my half sister. My dad was wild in high school day and had a daughter before he was 18. She came to live with us when she was 14 and I was 9. My younger sidekick is 14 and starting to finger his wild oats just like his founding father did when he was in high school. I have been described as an exotic peach because of how I look. citizenry look at my consistence features which are strongly African-American ( big booty, second joint and booby ), long black fuzz and a butter pecan tree complexion. I enjoy the looks that I get. My sister and I plowshare the same features except she is very sorry skinned as her mother was.

The Beginning To No End

support in a strict household did not make me a lot of opportunity to get as wild and crazy as my friends. My best friend Bodensee ( Connie ) comes from a family that is very promiscuous and unfiltered. I enjoy going to her house. Her parents have an open John Barleycorn cabinet, all of the cable canal ( unlock ) and plenty of those grownup 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 off whenever she wanted.

While we were in her mother's closet one day, Connie decided she wanted my sentiment on a few of the outfits. Before I could say anything, this doll was stripping down to her natal day case. Now, I had seen her soundbox at shoal when we were changing for PE or swimming practice but I never paid a good deal attention. Connie seemed to be trying to showoff her body to me and it was working. Connie is about 5'10"and has skinny girl tittys. They sit up nice and high and are about a 38C. She has a straight stomach 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 moniker that I picked up from my Mom ). Not a filament of hair and as smooth as silk. I tried to look away but I was in a enchantment. What she did next floored me. She patted her Kitty Kat's lips a couple of multiplication and caused them to open up. This made me so hot for some damn intellect. I have never had any feelings for a girl before, as I was probably the last Virgin in my elderly course of instruction. When I finally was able to look away, Connie asked what was faulty. I tried to act chill and distinguish her that I was OK but she could sense that I was a picayune flustered. She just gave me a wicked smile and went on to put on her mother sexy lingerie. It was a broad dead body cat lawsuit that had an open crotch that went back to her jolly ass. The courting was black and had a pink bow right above the crotch. Connie was in her full modeling style. She was strutting her ass up and down in the closet and deflection over every couple of pace. Her beautiful albumen ass was looking good to this Virgin. My eyes never turned away from her. After completing her second slip down the press runway, Connie stopped in the middle of the closet and did the sexiest stripper well shimmy on her way to laying down on the floor. Once on the floor, Connie started rubbing and pinching those 38C's. Her excitement came in the material body of the sexy moan. I guess that she wanted more because she took one hired man off of her tits and rubbed on her Kitty Kat's back talk. Connie had her eyes closed but she knew that she had my undivided attention.

My legs got a little rubbery and I had to sit down at her mother's dressing table. I felt that familiar spirit twinge in my Kitty Kat. This was the intuitive feeling I got when I put the handheld shower down head between my legs when I was in the shower. I tried to keep my legs shut but started rubbing them together in what I thought was an nonvoluntary 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 look at me with a devilish smile. Connie was now using two paw on her Kitty. One hand was using two fingers to travel in and out of her Kat and the early one was rubbing the top of her clit.
My centre were locked on my best ally and my thighs were definitely moving and rubbing together faster. It felt like a marshland in my panties. I was afraid of my Kat's juice messing up her mother's chair, so I ran to her parent's master copy bathroom and tried my well to calm myself down. I took my pants off and then slid down my sopping wet panties. They were so wet that I could deform my glutinous juice out of them and into the sink. When I looked in the mirror at my Kitty Kat's hair's-breadth, it was matted down and had a glistening shine. I was never so wet and so turned on. Wondering what happened to Connie ; I put my drawers back on and could see wet spots on the front of them. The panties were so wet, so I just stuffed them in my scoop. This was my initiative prison term going commando and it felt adept. ( 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 can, my judgement was in a blur. The show was not over ; Connie was lying on her parent's bed with her legs widely open. She had her fingers in her mouth and was licking off what I knew had to be her own juice. When she saw me, she just smiled and then pouted her lips. I walked slowly over and sat on the bench at the foot of the bed with my eyes never looking away from my daughter's beautiful eubstance. 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 bloomers scoop and laughed at my pantie hanging out. She said I must birth been so surprise that my panties fell off. I looked down and could do nothing but laugh at my unfiltered friend.

Connie sat up in the bed and started to impress towards me. A footling startled at this, I pulled back some. She slowed her front, took one my hands and pulled my panties out of my pocket with the other. She paused for about 10 bit and then put her sleeve around me and hugged me tightly. I started to tease apart up and returned the favor. When we finally started to issue each other from the hug, she looked me directly in the face and said that she had always wanted to see how far she could go with me. My thinker was racing and my Kat was starting to juice again. The goofy lost smiling on my font told it all. Thinking that the show was all over, I never expected Connie to lay back on the bed and then stuff my scanty into her wet slit. When she pulled then out, she sniffed them and handed them back to me. Her next statement was that we smelled dear together. Taking the panties back, all I could say was that I had to go and would see her in school on Monday.

I got out of there and ran the ¼ mile to my home. Sprinting up the step in the theater and into my elbow room, I made for sure to lock my bedroom room access. When I got into my bathroom, I striped down and looked at myself in the mirror. Watching myself, I started to sniff my panties and rubbing my hired hand on my Kitty Kat. I was feeling a need for a modification and wanted my pussy to be as pretty as Connie's. Not knowing how to cut it the right on way, I figured it was time to go talk 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 pose the office to my sister, I decided to waitress until everyone was asleep and then go into her room to talk to her. Knowing that she would be up because she always Skyped with her beau CJ, who was recently deployed to Japan. She and he had graduated from American language University last May. She took a job with the DC regime and he immediately entered the United States Army to fulfill his 6 yr military obligation. Katrina and CJ talked for hours each night. I waited until I thought that she was through with her Skype outcry to go across the G. Stanley Hall to her way. We each had the secrecy of our own rooms with full bathroom and had the entire third base floor of the house to ourselves with two vacate guest suite and another bathroom as the only former elbow room on this flooring. As I walked towards her door, I could see her sitting in her desk chairman with her legs up on her desk. When I got closer, I noticed that her robe was broad capable and her paw were squeezing her big breast. Like I said before, she and I shared the Lapp body type. CJ's voice startled me when I heard him recount my sister to work that pussy for her Big dad. He repeated this over and over several multiplication.

Standing in the door, I could see Katrina working her pussy with what I thought was her hand but turned out to be a credit card shaped Negroid shaft. I knew from Connie, that this was a dildo. This was some powerful doodly-squat because Katrina was lifting her big ass off of the professorship to meet the stroking of the dildo. Her body was in a constant motion. She was telling her Big pa to stroke that big black dick and come for his Indian momma. Katrina had kicked her screen and turned it towards the door. All I could say was DAMN. His putz was big, fat and looked like a black snake. It was as long as a school swayer. He kept stroking that big black turncock faster and faster, all the piece telling Katrina to beg for the dick. Katrina was stroking her pussy so arduous with the dildo ; I just knew that her kitty-cat was going to be shoot down apart. She complied with CJ by telling her Big dada to hold it to her harder and harder, until he came on her fat pussy. Their sexy words were making me hot as nether region, so hot that I did not understand that I was rubbing my Kitty Kat through my panty. I did not have on my nightgown, only my bra and panties.

Once again, I was wet from watching others. My attending was drawn back to CJ who was telling Katrina to squirt that juice for daddy. Even though I was lost by his words, I could not block up rubbing my kitty Kat. I was mesmerized and falling in love with CJ's cock. What I heard adjacent jolted my attending towards my sister. Her ass was now even higher off of the professorship and her legs were blanket opened. She was now moaning and groaning like a bitch dog in heat. She kept yelling, I'm coming Big Daddy, I'm coming. Then the damnedest thing happened, a waterfall was shooting out of my Sister's kitty and spraying on her desk. It seemed interminable but before she was finished, CJ yelled, oh dickhead child, daddy is coming too. When I looked at him on the covert, I saw that he was shooting his cum all over the computers camera. My right hand was now rubbing so heavily and so fast on my snatch, while my left hand had started to pinch my mammilla through my bra. This was too much for me because I moaned loud enough for Katrina to deform and attend my way. The miniskirt waterfall was now running down my stage. Like a deer in headlight, I could not move. My whole organic structure was shaking and my legs were wobbly. Before she could say anything, I got myself together and ran towards my way. The hold out thing that I heard my sister say was that small baby, as she called me, had CUM and was GONE at the like time. I was BUSTED ! ! !