Celine gets back on the Horse! - Sex Stories

Celine gets back on the Horse!

... interested again. Either that or he’s afraid to hurt me I think. Plus….” “Plus what?” I said. “Plus, I ‘m not feeling all that attractive with these scares on my stomach.” You could tell that my sister Celine was upset. “That is ridiculous, you hotter than you’ve ever been. I have a hard time believing he could resist any displays of affection from you!” I was starting to feel pretty excited now as I was fearful of what I might say in my drunken stupor. “What are you doing to turn him on?” I bluntly asked. “Well, I don’t really know what to do. It’s not like I can just strip down in front of him. I don’t feel comfortable doing that.” I could tell my sister was looking for help. “So what are you wearing when you strip down?” I was getting bolder by the second. “What do you mean? It’s not like anything will look good with this roadmap on my stomach!” This really bothered her. “Celine, I can think of many things you could wear. You could wear a teddy, a low cut tank top, hell you could wear a dress shirt unbuttoned enough to show the cleavage on those beautiful breasts!” Did I just say that? Celine starred at me for second as if doing math in her head. There was an awkward silence and then she said, “You find me attractive?” “Fuck ya I do!” as I slammed down my glass and waved at the bartender for another round. “Ok, so I dress up. Then what do I do?” she asked. “That’s easy, masturbate in front of him. If he isn’t turned on after that then……” “Then what?” It seemed I’ve lifted ...

... her mood somewhat. “Then he’s an idiot. If you did that in front of me I’d…….” “You’d what?” It seemed I had her full attention now. “I’d probably pull out my cock and cum all over you!” Either Celine was just as drunk as I was or she was actually starting to look pretty turned on. “Funny you should mention masturbating, you certainly seemed to do that a lot when we were teenagers living at home.” She had that devilish smirk on her face again. “Still do Celine and I’m still thinking of you when I’m doing it.” Her smirk had turned to full blown smile and the bulge in my pants was starting to become uncomfortable. I raised my hand again, “Bartender, another round please!!!” I barked. “Sorry we’re closing in 10 minutes, no more drinks” answered the bartender. We had to share a cab home and all I could do is think about Celine’s gorgeous body sitting beside me. Short skirt, long shiny legs and a tight button up top with an excellent view of her cleavage. She kept looking over at the swelling bulge in my jeans. There was silence all the way to her place but as she got out of the cab she leaned into the window, smiled and said, “Thank you for making me feel like a woman again.” As the cab carried on to my house all I could do is hope that the rest of my family was asleep because I would be heading down to my man cave and there was going to be fists of fury happening. As I sat down in front of my computer to find my favorite porn site, I get a text from Celine. “Are you home yet?” ...