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Subject: lilsis.txt Sweet Little Sister (ff, inc, lez, cons)
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Archive-name: Family/lilsis.txt
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Archive-title: Sweet Little Sister
My younger sister Lois has a great body (38-24-37) in
contrast to my puny 34-25-36 measurements. I used to tell her
that she should have gone in for modeling. There have been many
times when we've seen each other naked. Once, I was in the
shower while she was putting on her make-up at the bathroom sink.
She was naked and I, forgetting she was there, came out of the
shower to get a towel. That was the first time it happened and
when I commented to her about trying to be a model, she countered
with a friendly compliment about my "petite" figure, and how she
wished her tits were small like mine. I knew it was a lie, but I
loved her for saying it. Right now, though, with all that's
happened, I'm not sure I know how I feel about her anymore. But
maybe I shouldn't blame her at all. Maybe it's all Billy's
fault.
Billy and I had been going together for about a month when
he met Lois. He and I weren't sure where our relationship was
headed, but we were pretty content with it, and had our share of
sexy times along the way. There'd been a lot of sloppy kissing
and heavy breathing (the breathing part was all mine). He knew
about the padding in my bra and the true size of my breasts,
since I let him feel me under the cups. After that, it was me
who undid my pants and guided his hand in there so he could
finger fuck me. I never got so hot and worked up in all my life.
After he drove me home, I had to walk from the car to my front
door bow legged, my panties were so soaked and sticky. Even that
time, though, we didn't go all the way. He saw he had me coming
good, and made a move to open his pants. I could see the bulge
behind his zipper, but even so, I stopped him. Maybe it was kind
of cruel, but I wasn't ready for the relationship to go that far
just yet. I wasn't a virgin by any means, but I had scruples.
When I first introduced Billy to Lois, I saw instantly that
he found her extremely attractive. (Did she have to wear the
halter top and her cut off jeans that night?) She looked like a
sexpot. If I put my hand on Billy's crotch right then, I'm sure I
would have felt the biggest hard-on a man could have. I could
see she was interested, too. She kept smiling and making
comments about the way she was dressed, saying that she hoped he
liked the color of the halter she was wearing, when it was
obvious it wasn't the material he was staring at. I should have
known right then.
About two weeks later, Billy called to cancel our date for
that night, saying he didn't feel well. Fool that I was, I
decided to go over to his place anyway. I guess I wanted to
prove something to him. That I cared, that I'd stand by him in
sickness or health. I don't know.
Billy lives in a ground floor apartment at the rear of the
building. The easiest access to his apartment is a rear door,
which is right next to Billy's bedroom window. I had my hand on
the knob, ready to go in, when I heard a moan coming from the
window. I thought he must really be sick to sound so pained;
until I realized that the moaning was too rhythmic, to calm and
contented to be pain. When I heard him moan the words "Oh baby,
do it, like that, oh yeah," I went right to the window to see
what was going on. The window was raised about six inches. I
reached in and quietly spread the slats of the venetian blinds.
I was looking right at my sister's round naked ass. Her
cheeks were spread, exposing her brown asshole. An oily line of
vaginal juice dribbled from her cunt, leaving a small trail from
her crotch to her knee. She was horny as hell and, when she
moved to the side a bit, I could see she was contentedly licking
my boyfriend's swollen cock. I'd said that Billy's hard on was
big, but until then I had no idea of its actual size. His thing
was like a cop's billy club (no pun intended). I was surprised
to see that when Lois took it in her mouth, her lips went right
down to the hilt. Now I've given guys blowjobs before, but that
monster would have gagged me for sure. She worked him expertly,
fondling his balls all the while. Then, she'd stop for a few
minutes and, while she was kissing his massive member to give him
a chance to subside, she'd finger herself into a heavy lather.
While keeping one hand inside the window so the venetian
blinds would stay open, I used the other hand to loosen my own
pants. My cunt was already drooling, watching my sister's tongue
and suck action. I worked my clit to a near climax, crouching at
the window, by the time Lois straddled my hunk and positioned him
at her hole. He slid in slowly, spreading her twat so wide that
she nearly screamed. By the time he was all the way in her, I
had two fingers pushed up inside of me, and I was rocking on my
heels to keep the rhythm going, humping those fingers like mad.
My two fingers were nothing in comparison to what Lois was
getting drilled into her. She was sliding up and down his meaty
shaft like a crazy woman, groaning on the upswing, grunting as
she came down, pushing him all the way inside of her until his
hammer hit home, probably bumping her cervix. Boy, I thought,
her box is going to be sore tonight.
I closed the blinds and tried to fantasize that Billy's
mammoth wang was pushing in and out of me, while I fingered
myself. But I was too jealous of my sister and what she was
doing with my boyfriend, and feeling too sorry for myself to
really concentrate. When I did come, it was nothing to speak of.
No fireworks, no stars. And I still would be walking home bow
legged. All the discomfort, but little of the pleasure to make
it worthwhile.
I heard a gasp from the bedroom and I resumed my watching.
Lois was practically jumping, she was riding Billy so fast. She
was going like a hurricane and about to explode. When it was
done, she lay on top of Billy with him still inside of her. They
kissed while he continued to work away. In that position, I had
a clear view of him going in and sliding out, all slimy and slick
from my sister's cunt juices. After a few moments he began
pumping in and out, faster and faster, like a piston in a revving
engine. Lois gasped - his sudden speed had got her coming again.
Billy suddenly moaned like he was dying. His white jism dribbled
out of her distended cunt to mix with her own horny juices on the
bed sheet. When she whispered her own horse, frantic "Oh my God,
yes!" I knew it was all over.
Since then, I've caught Lois a few more times with Billy,
but have never confronted her about it. In a way, I find it
really erotic that my younger sister is getting it on with my
boyfriend. I hope she feels the same way when she introduces me
to her next boyfriend.
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