1. Christmas Wish for Sister


    Date: 12/19/2014, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Incest, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: Siscentis, Rating: 94.3, Source: sexstories.com

    allowed. Pulling her hand out, Millie tugged at the button of his pants, and getting it open, moved to the zipper, fumbling its angle and so having trouble. After a few useless tugs, she got the little handle upright and, finding the zipper finally pliant, yanked it down sharply. His jean flaps open, she grabbed him again through his underwear, then stuck her hand under it, trying to push it down in the front past his dick. Finding it sliding back up, she gave up the tactic and simply started trying to tug everything down at the side with sharp jerks. He moved his hand to help and she lifted her butt off him, and together they got his pants down to his thighs. Kyle returned his hand to her breast, but not satisfied, Millie kept pushing the pants down with her hand and then foot until she'd stomped them down to his ankles. She grabbed his cock, holding it firmly, and sat back down on his hip. Spreading her legs, she pressed her back into him and threw her thigh across his, so the outside of her leg pressed against the base of his shaft and on the top of his balls. She stroked and rubbed him, the head of his dick rubbing a little abrasively against the fabric of her pajama bottoms at her hip. He relaxed into the couch cushions, feeling his sister stroke his cock, her body pressing into him. He realized that she was slowly gyrating her hips with her legs open, her butt pressing into his own lap. Abandoning one of her breasts, he gripped her knee, pulling it gently and ...
    increasing its pressure on his dick. He jumped up to her inner thigh, crossing his arm over hers, careful not to obstruct her movement. Her thigh was almost as soft as her breast, and he could feel it wiggling as she stroked him against it. Kissing her shoulder at the neckline, he moved his hand up until it was on her vulva. It was her turn to breathe, pushing into his fingers. He rubbed up and down her, and she twisted her hips to press back and forth against him in both directions. She slowed on his dick, though not loosening her grip. He slipped his hand down into her pajamas, pushing down to touch her pussy again. On the back of his fingers her panties had a silky texture, on the front, the mild coarseness of short pubic hair. A thought struck him like a slap in the face. Millie’s pubic hair. He wasn't sure he'd given his sister’s pubes any thought before, certainly never even wondering how she might groom them. And he knew what panties she was wearing, he'd seen them before. They were a light blue, thin, enough to cover the butt and pussy but with only a band on the sides. Millie could be bad about her laundry, and he'd seen them in her room before, as well as once when she'd left them sitting on the bathroom counter after a shower. He'd shown the appropriate level of disgust for when a brother finds his sister's panties somewhere they shouldn't be, and demanded she immediately get them. This was Millie, his sister, not some girlfriend. He had definitely gotten carried away. He ...
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