Best Present Ever: Bitch Sister - Sex Stories

Best Present Ever: Bitch Sister

... brother?" She walked towards me and I held my breath, nervous, like I get when any girl talks to me. My palms get sweaty and my mind muddled. I attempted to pretend I was not distracted by her body and the white flesh I saw peaking out of her thin robe. "Stop talking drivel." She laughed, her voice syrupy sweet, "I'll take that as a yes, big brother." Her hands now on my legs, I stammered, "S-S-Sandra, don't p-p-put words in my m-m-mouth." She leaned forward, her hot breath on my ear, her hand cupping her breast, "Oh, I have a good idea what you would like in your mouth, big brother." I let out an involuntary moan, brought on by her hot breath and naughty innuendo, and was paralyzed. She stunned me again when she squeezed my fully erect cock and with her tongue now in my ear whispered, "Oh my, your cock is rock hard. Are you hard for your sister, big brother?" My brain no longer functioning at its usual capacity, I responded incoherently with a bunch of grunts and half words. She bit my ear, her hand rubbing my cock through my jeans, "Has your little sister made you so fucking horny that my Harvard brother can't even articulate a complete sentence?" Still paralyzed with pleasure and stunned by her inappropriateness, I was unable to answer. Her breast hit my face and she asked, "Have you ever touched a breast, big brother?" I shook my head yes, having once touched my chemistry partner's breast by accident. As if reading my mind, she added, "On purpose and with consent?" I ...

... shook my head no, my humiliation burning. "Do you want to touch your little sister's big breasts?" she purred. My conscience attempted to scream no, but was silenced by the little devil in my head. She gave my cock a solid squeeze and whispered in my ear, "All you have to do big brother is ask and you can see and touch your baby sister's tits." All the years of loneliness and fantasy had built up inside and instead of doing the right thing, I did the thing that felt right down below the belt and let out in a whisper of a plea, "Please." "Please what?" she asked, opening her robe a bit to allow me to see more of her white flesh. I stammered, desperate to see and touch her big breasts that had been untouchable for so long, "M-m-may I touch your breasts, Sandra?" "You want to touch your baby sister's titties?" she questioned, pushing me even further to the brink of no return. "Yes," I replied, wanting nothing more. She let the strap holding her robe together fall to her side, and her big right breast popped out in full view for me. Her nipple was erect, which meant she was getting turned on too from this little charade, and I instinctively leaned forward and took it into my mouth. I knew it was wrong, but it felt so right. Her moan in my ear was all the approval I needed. I sucked it into my mouth and used my tongue to swirl around it, like I had read about on the internet. She whispered into my ear, "That feels so good big brother. Use your teeth a bit." Obeying her instructions, I ...