THEY CALL IT "WRONG". - Sex Stories

THEY CALL IT "WRONG".

... motion and leaned forward to whisper through the crack those two words which I will never forget: "Don't go." What the fuck? Did she just...she wanted me to watch! Was I dreaming? I put my eye back to the crack in the door jamb and continued watching as she walked to the tub, slowly put one leg over, then the other, turned into the stream and began caressing her naked flesh, the shower head pouring down on her, the curtain pulled completely back to allow me to see every detail of her body. She kept looking back at me with that smile on her face...a bewitching, seductive smile. No one else was awake, so I decided to take the chance and pulled my cock out right there in the hallway. This was fantastic! Several days of this went on. She showered now with the curtain fully open, turning sideways to the spray so that I could see her fully. Sometimes she would be near the sink, drying her hair or putting on her makeup, fully nude and facing the door. Then, on February 2nd of 1982 (I remember that day well), she gave me the ultimate treat. My step-s****r was right there at the door, wearing red lace thigh-high stockings...and nothing else. Hell, she had her ass practically pressed against the door jamb! Had that gap been larger, I could have fucked her through the wall! I wanted to, that's for sure. She definitely wanted me to see her naked. There was no doubt about that now, but it looked like she wanted...a little more. This immediately became clear when she reached back and ...

... knocked slightly to make sure I was there. I somewhat hesitantly returned the knock, and then she bent over so I could see...everything. Holy fuck! I had a completely unblocked view of her asshole, her pussy lips with a slightly wet sheen to them...shit, she was wet, excited to be watched, and then she suddenly snaked her hand down between her legs and began fingering herself, knowing fully well that I was behind the door, watching her and masturbating. It didn't take long for me to reach orgasm. I'd have to clean that up - it was all over the wall. Shit. But, it felt wonderful! In fact, I think we both came at the same moment, and that's when she stood up, turned around and looked at me through that crack...then beckoned me inside. I was nervous. Hell, I was only f******n, still a virgin, and now, here was this ravishing naked girl calling me to her...but she was my step-s****r? What the fuck was wrong with me? All that shit about sin and hell and men in robes telling me about the devil...fuck it, I didn't care. This felt marvelous, and I couldn't deny myself that pleasure. My hand was shaking both from excitement and nervousness when I reached for the knob. Always before, she would lock the door. I could hear that click if I had awakened before she started the water running. This time, though, I found it unlocked. Tentatively, I opened it...and there she was. Gloriously nude except for those stockings, her skin sparkling with the slickness of the water from her earilier shower, ...