Oh, Sister! (2)

Oh, Sister! (2)

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Jennifer believes her younger sister Helena is still a virgin, but what have Jennifer's boy friend Anton and Helena been up to behind Jennifers back???

Summary

Jennifer believes her younger sister Helena is still a virgin, but what have Jennifer's boy friend Anton and Helena been up to behind Jennifers back???

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Submitted: June 20, 2012

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Oh, Sister! (2)

Image_52.JPGOf course I knew what Jennifer and Anton were up to. I'd just gotten home and heard them laughing in her room before I shut the door loud enough for them to hear, and when it suddenly went quiet, I knew they were up to something.

I waited a minute or two and thought I'd go to her room ostensibly to ask to borrow her hairbrush, but I really for once wanted see what they we doing, perhaps even to see Anton's lithe and muscular body naked, because I must confess my thoughts of what he and Jennifer were sharing had been getting me a little jealous and a whole lot aroused and certainly I had put the brush to good use on more than one occasion.

I pushed her door open suddenly and saw them, Jennifer on her knees, hands clutching at Anton's bare arse, his pants around his ankles, and half his cock in her mouth.

She pulled away and yelled at me to get out, but just as she did, Anton turned slightly towards me, his eyes catching mine before they flitted down to his erect penis; my eyes couldn't help but follow his gaze, he was daring me to look and I swallowed as I saw it, wet with Jennifer's saliva and pointed proudly at me.

I knew he was showing off, challenging me to look at his manhood and to want it, and yes, I did stare with excitement for a split-second more than I needed to before I backed out of the room ...

Anton had been around at our house two or three times over the next couple of weeks, but Jennifer made sure that they weren't caught at it again, but each time I saw him, I couldn't help but remember that magnificent erection staring at me, wet and glistening, and I wanted it to be my moistness rather than Jennifer's.

During that time, I heard that Anton, although more or less going steady with Jennifer had also been screwing Sally, a one-time classmate of mine and four or five years younger than him. I confess I felt a little envious at first, but then I thought at least knowing that he's cheating on her might prove useful

Did he plan it? I'm still not sure, but I was a bit surprised when he turned up at our place one Saturday, because I was pretty certain I'd heard Jennifer tell him that she was working all day.

May be it was because it was a hot day and he looked like he needed a cool drink or maybe subconsciously had other things in mind, regardless, I invited him in.

The image of that cock was getting me a little excited again, and the thought of Jennifer's mouth around it even more so, and I think I blushed went I realized that I wanted him inside me, my first cock pushing me apart, thrusting slowly and deeply inside me. I'd broken myself while horse-riding and imagined that although it might be a little painful, it would be worth the effort to get the whole virginity thing out of the way.

I could feel I was wet and softly swollen.

Anton was sitting in one our armchairs and Ï walked over on the pretence of taking his glass to refill it.

As I moved alongside the chair, I took his hand and slid it under my dress and between my legs; he tried to pull away and I could see the shock on his face as he blurted out "What do you want to do that for?". He was still resisting me when I said "I want what Jennifer gets"... and then slowly so he was quite clear as to what I was saying "I want what Sally gets ... and what Jennifer doesn't know about ... yet".

I saw him swallow hard and the resistance fade as I started to slowly slide my hand further up, squeezing with my thighs and then relaxing as our hands finally met my soaking panties. I let them rest there, let him feel my excitement, see his erection growing in his pants and slowly start to rub his hand against me ...

My hands are resting against the back of the armchair and I lean over him as he strokes me, now eagerly, his fingers pushing at the thin cotton of my panties, and I know he wants them inside me, I want them inside me! He slips one finger under the leg and feels how wet I am, but he still cannot penetrate until he reaches higher for the waistband and drags them down to half way down to my knees.

No resistance now as he quickly slides his hand back up to me and his fingers are pushing between lips, seeking my entrance, and I lean a little further as his forefinger penetrates me, sliding up and down two or three times before he withdraws, now two fingers are pushing my little virgin cunt even further apart as my hand reaches for his pants and I start to squeeze his bulging erection and yet again my mind flashes back to it in Jennifer's mouth and the way he dared me to look at it.

Suddenly he pushes me away slightly and his hand grabs my panties and he leans forward to pull them all the way down to my ankles. As I step out of them and kick them aside, he is fumbling with his belt and zip, and I reach for his pants. He lifts out of the chair slightly as I tug at them, first to his knees, then over and down to his ankles.

His cock is throbbing against a pair of pale blue underpants and I see a little wet spot near the top as I reach to stroke him. Before I reach him, his hand slips inside and abruptly my eyes are feasting on that magnificent cock.

My fingers clasp him and I thrill at the warmth of that shaft in my hand as it glides up and down, the tip now oozing with the leaking moisture. My mouth is strangely dry as I repeat "I want what Jennifer gets" and sink to my knees ...

... I lick the pre-cum from his tip and take him about an inch inside my mouth. Can I take it all, I wonder as his hands grip my hair and he starts to move my head up and down, deeper and deeper until I am almost gagging with each movement.

Will he come in my mouth, has he come in Jen's?, I want to taste his cum, I'm told it's a little salty but not unpleasantly so, but I also want that cock inside me, tearing me apart and thrusting into me.

He takes his hands from my head and I feel him reaching for his pants and don't understand why until I pull up from him and him tearing at a condom packet. Then I remember one time when I had snuck into Jennifer's room to borrow the brush and had seen a condom nestling in her wastepaper basket, Anton's cum in a little pool and I'd been tempted to undo the knot at the top and run my figures through it.

The condom is free and I move my knees up onto the armchair as Anton holds his cock with one hand and starts to roll it over the head and I help him with the last couple in inches before I rise high and forward and his hand moving, trying to find my entrance ... I push down slightly a couple of times but it's not quite right, he moves himself a little further down and I feel his tip pushing against my expectant hole ..

... he suddenly seems a little reluctant to take me. Is it because he has guessed I'm a virgin? Because I'm Jennifer's kid sister? Because he doesn't want to cheat on her?

Cheat on her, be damned, and I lean forward and whisper "I want what Sally gets ... and what Jennifer doesn't know about ... yet".

I slowly lower myself on him. I feel him partly inside me, a little discomfort as it first enters, but no real pain as I hesitate. I push further down, sensing he is about halfway in me, then suddenly cry out and he thrusts up the full length of his shaft.

He rests there. Letting me feel his cock pushing apart the walls of my cunt, then slowly starting to withdraw for another thrust. I lift slightly, not sure of how far to move as I don't want him to slip out of me, but he pulls back quickly and I have lost him. He pushes back inside me, the discomfort is gone and I eagerly wait for his thrust and as he tenses I meet him halfway, dropping down on him as he pushes upwards.

And so it begins ... after three or four strokes, we find the rhythm and move in perfect harmony ... his hands clutch at my hips, moving them up and down as he glides deep inside, my fingers slip down and start to massage my clitoris, then down further and I have the exquisite delight of my fingertips pressing against his shaft as he slowly and deliberately fucks me ...

I've orgasmed twice before, once using Jennifer's hairbrush to rub myself, once when I let one of my boyfriends put his hand inside my pants while I was masturbating him, but neither was like this as I buck and thrust down on Anton, contractions shooting through by body and he gives one last desperate thrust and I know he has come, come inside that condom and wonder what it would feel like with it flooding inside me ...


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