My Sister, Our Secret: Chapter 2 - You Have Mail - Sex Stories

My Sister, Our Secret: Chapter 2 - You Have Mail

... places because I have some class and good taste."So, she wasn't freaked out by my spend-more-time-together suggestion and she wasn't having regrets from sending the pics. In my mind, that was a win. And it only made me want to look at her pictures more, even as I wondered where we were both going with this. Maybe it was just a one-off, and it would be platonic again from here on out.Then, a couple of days later, another envelope arrived from her. As I sat on my bed (again with my roommate in the room), I thought maybe it's just another letter. Maybe she's weirded out.As I opened it, I realized it was again double-enveloped. Again the inner envelope read, "Top Secret. To make sure you keep getting through the days."A lightning bolt to my brain as I sat on the bed looking at that envelope. The anticipation was immense. I was breathless, too rattled even to get an erection in my shorts. I was just so blown away that she had sent more, more for me to look at her. It was like time stood still and the world around me faded into the background. Stay casual, don't make it look like you're opening sexy pictures from your sister. Totally normal...Picture 1. Her bent over towards the camera, clearly showing cleavage, of which she did not have much. Her slender nineteen-year-old figure did not include giant boobs. They were small, and the way she was bending forward made her shirt fall, revealing the tops of her bra cups and the tantalizing snow-white upper portions of her breasts, ...

... which she knew I would look at. Which she wanted me to look at. She had pulled her long red hair back over her shoulders to give me a better view. Her face had the, "You like these, pervert?" sort of smirk.Picture 2. Her sitting on the couch in the family room, slim red shirt on, black stockings and black panties, but no skirt. Her legs were crossed and her hands were folded neatly, so prim and proper. Her red hair streamed down around her shoulders, smirk and blue eyes blazing at me. I could tell she was feeling naughty and enjoying this.Picture 3. Her lying back on the couch, one leg up and another straight, in stockings. Shirt and panties, her looking over at the camera, lifting up her shirt slightly. I could see her smooth, slim tummy.Picture 4. Her in white bra and panties, only, standing up, hands on her hips, head cocked to the side and "You really like this, don't you, pervert" sort of smirk. She was still in the family room.Picture 5. Picture taken from the dresser at the foot over her bed. She was sitting up in bed, covered from just above her breasts, and her bra and underwear were laid out on the blanket in front of her, long red hair thrown back over her shoulders, naughty smirk, the sexiest I had ever seen any girl.So she was interested, in at least teasing me. But she was also cool with hanging out just one on one. I tried to not get ahead of myself and be presumptuous. But it was hard, and so was my dick.It's an altogether consuming experience to share a secret of ...