My sister Kristy was n't expecting me for another hour, I caught an other bus just to get out of the theatre. My mom has been driving me crazy lately so Kristy has been kind adequate to invite me over to stick at her place. I'm 15 and my sister is a college miss, all of 19 age old but Dad set her up in her own lease home across townspeople from home.


There was no solvent to my knocking, and as always before, I let myself in, thinking she must be at peace still. I walked quietly through the house, glancing around, but went straight to Kristy's bedroom. I expected to see her buried under the masking, sleeping soundly, but she was n't there. The sound of water came to my ears from another room. It shut off suddenly, and I was struck with anxiousness. I heard her pace as she padded down the hall. I turned and slipped into the closet, sliding the wooden doorway shut in front of my face. I peeked out through the wooden slat and saw my sister ejaculate into her room, bare and toweling her whisker dry.

Kristy ran the towel over her expression and then lower, drying the respite of her consistency slowly, as if she enjoyed the feel of the rough terry against her soft hide. Kristy has an amazing body and I couldn't help but rosiness with admiration taking it in. My Sister's campaign were languorous and drawn out, bending over to dry her peg and feet, she gave me a wide-cut perspective of her round ass, and her boneheaded labia between her thigh. She came toward the closet and I shrank back, holding my breath, but she only hung the towel on a hook on the wall beside the wardrobe door. She moved graciously onto the bed, lying down on her stomach and stretching her arms and pegleg. She sighed deeply and make relaxed, spreading her thighs unfastened and drawing her articulatio genus up slightly. She folded her arms beneath her nous, breathing deeply, rhythmically, her chest rising and falling slowly.

From this angle I could see quite clearly between Kristy's shapely thigh, and my breath caught as I saw how swollen her lips were. A unhorse glaze of her succus coated her lips, slowly dribbling down to her button. She began to mash her pelvic arch downward, into the mattress, letting out a low moan of pleasure.

I knew Kristy was sexy but this was amazing. I felt bad watching her like this but I couldn't tear my eyes away. She rolled over onto her back, keeping her ramification spread out wide, so that I could see her clitoris which seemed pink and engorged and I noticed the muscles in her inner thighs quivered slightly.

Kristy ran her hands over her full breasts, massaging them roughly, her hands squeezing firmly the delicate shape, stopping every few minutes to purloin and seethe her mammilla between her forefingers and thumbs. She arched her back up, her optic closed, licking her lip as she stimulated her beautiful breasts. She was clearly enjoying herself immensely. And my heart was beating like crazy to see my own sister playing with herself in such a sexy way.


I bit my lip, trying to keep silent as I watched, 50 my big sister hear me and be wild that I was in there, embarrassed that she was giving me such an intimate show. I was very horny, my own minuscule teat hard, my pussy wet, and I realized I was aching to tint herm my own hot fucking sister. I put the cad of my justly hired man against my button over my fast dungaree shorts and began grinding down on it,


Kristy continued on, oblivious to my foiling in the press, running her script down her soft belly, caressing her lovely skin, tracing circle around her omphalus with her fingertips. I kept my face pressed to the wooden slats of the room access, watching intently as Kristy rubbed and squeezed her inner thighs. She moaned again, this time louder.


My Sister was so wet that her snatch was pouring a flow of her sweet honey down her ass and soaking the sheets underneath her. She slid her fingers up and down her cunt, then spread her lips further open up, rubbing the tip of her throbbing clitoris with her finger and gasping, her hip jerking up. I was shaking with desire, my mouthpiece watering as my babe dipped her finger inside her hot cunt. When she withdrew her finger it was dripping with her juice. She ran her wet finger around her hard clit in pocket-sized circles, teasing herself. Kristy slid her fingerbreadth back down, and this time penetrated her pussy with two digit. Again, she drew her dripping digit up to her clit.


She placed her eye digit on one face of her clit, her ring finger on the former, and gently pinched her clit between them, rubbing in wearisome circles. She took her early mitt and plunged three fingerbreadth deep her wet cunt making slurping phone as she whimpered with delight. My sister moved at a regular step, rubbing her clit and pumping her fingers in and out of her glib cunt. I was fighting myself now, holding myself back, feeling as if I would lose my judgment, listening to the wet sounds her finger made, her moaning and groaning, and watching my hot sis bring her ego to the threshold of an vex coming. I felt like a caged beast, and every muscularity in my eubstance was bunched and close, prepare to spring.


Kristy moaned louder now, her finger's breadth pumping faster and harder, mysterious inside her juicy cunt. It was so hot how my sister rubbed her clit in spry slight R-2, pinching her clitoris tightly between her finger's breadth and pulling on it. She jerked her hips up now with every thrust of her fingerbreadth, whining and grunting. The phone of her wet slit slurping as she jammed them in and out sent me over the sharpness, and I fell to my knees, biting back a shout as I came in my denim. My middle were still glued to my sister fucking herself hard and truehearted.


A import later Kristy let out a precipitous cry, her hips bucked violently, rubbing her clit furiously as she exploded in orgasm. The muscles in her thighs were twitching spasmodically as her juices squirted in a torrent out of her convulsing cunt around her finger's breadth. Her hips were frozen up in the air, as a second volley of cum sprayed all over her tense trunk her finger's breadth still pressed punishing against her clitoris, her finger's breadth still buried deep inside.


Kristy's body slowly relaxed, her ass dropping back down onto the bed and her breathing returning to normal. She laid there catching her breather, wiggling her fingers inside herself still. Then she leaned up on her elbow joint, looked at the closet threshold, and lifted her fingerbreadth to her mouth, licking them clean. She smiled as she did this, and I realized she knew I was there. She 'd known the whole time. She lowered her fingers back down to her cunt, soaking them again, and licked them clean once more.



Her interpreter was buirdly when she spoke. `` Hey sis, did you like the show ? Now it's your turn to show me your hot consistence ! ''