1. My Three s****rs


    Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 95, Source: xHamster

    information to their b*****rs. Would that have stopped me from fucking her? Probably not. But I told myself never to do anything like that with her again. Playing sex with Christa was like playing with fire and, if I got away with it this time, I wasn't going to take anymore chances. During the week and a half while we waited, Christa fell back into her old ways of ignoring me and being the spoiled little s****r again. Which I suppose was good because if she'd suddenly started acting like she liked me then Mom and my other s****rs would have gotten suspicious. Rachel, on the other hand, had started to spend more and more time with Darrel as summer vacation freed her schedule. I hardly ever saw her around the house anymore and, when I did, Darrel was all she would talk about. It was always Darrel this and Darrel that and I was so sick of hearing about that fucker! It was plain to me now that Rachel was really in love and (God damn it!) it wasn't with me! Maybe, I reasoned, it was all me that was my trouble. What kind of a s****r would be in love with her own b*****r, anyway? What the hell had I been using for brains? As exciting a taboo as fucking your s****r was to me, was it worth it to make a fool of yourself for a s****r who didn't love you in that way? Was it wise to take sex from your baby s****r, even if she was a little snot and deserved it? Shit, I told myself, it was time for me to grow up and forget about all this s****r-fucking nonsense and get out there and find ...
    the girl for me. Some girl, somewhere must be as oversexed as I am! I'd just have to find her. Even if nobody, outside the house, really held any appeal to me. Around 8 o'clock on Saturday morning, as regular as clockwork, Susan burst into my bedroom to watch cartoons. It was a ritual we'd been following since she was six and I was seven. I lay on my bed, not having gotten up yet, naked below my covers. Susan, I noticed, was wearing one of my old t-shirts that came to just below her ass. It would have been longer but her large breasts held it up and stretched it out in ways I never could have. She flung herself into the old armchair and demanded I give her the remote. Lazily I tossed it across to her and saw the only other things she had on: a pair of wooly socks and Babs Bunny panties which, I noticed as she drew her knees up to her chest on the chair, had a yellowish stain in the center of the crotch where I could make out the puffiness of her twin pussy lips. The thing that drove me up the wall about Susan was the way that she felt she could act so unaware of her feminine sexuality in front of me. She always kept herself so covered around everyone else. Was it because she wanted me to notice that body? Or was it because she trusted me, more than anyone else, not to find her attractive? Shit. She could try to hide it all she wanted but her 14 year old body had flowered into a shape that many full grown women would envy and that any guy in his right mind would love to fuck. ...
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