Life With Steph - Sex Stories

Life With Steph

... touching her up. ‘Plenty time for that later.’ She said, ‘Did you bring your protection?’

‘Yup, I was going to bring three but I brought six instead, just in case you know.’

‘SIX! You wish, mind so do I.’ she laughed back at me. ‘I’m going to have a shower when Karen’s out of the bath just keep her amused and then we’ll have something to eat when I’m done.’

‘Yes miss.’ I replied.

I went into the living room put the TV on and sat on the settee. Karen appeared a short while later wrapped in a bath sheet with a towel on her head. She climbed onto the settee next to me and rested her head on my chest; I lifted my right arm and draped it around her shoulders so she could get comfortable she curled her legs up and snuggled in. We sat watching a game show while Steph took her shower. After a while Steph shouted from upstairs ‘Karen have you got my hairbrush?’

‘No but there’s one on the mantelpiece down here.’ We heard Steph coming down the stairs and she walked into the living room. I was amazed, she had on the shortest skirt I’d ever seen her wear, it was in fact a kilt, she had a white vest on top with no bra. She walked over to the fireplace, and I couldn’t take my eyes of her. She reached for the brush and stood in front of the mirror. Craning her neck to see properly she moaned. ‘This mirror’s far too high; I don’t know what dad was thinking about when he put it up here.’ She stepped onto the hearth to give her some more height but still had to stand on ...

... tiptoes and stretch to see her reflection. As she did so her vest raised up to expose her midriff and the hem of her kilt crept up to expose the cheeks of her bum and a tiny glimpse of her white briefs. I was transfixed; I could see the shape of her pussy lips. ‘Fantastic, she’s fucking amazing’. I thought ‘I wish Mark could see this, the prick.’ As I stared the law of cause and effect proved itself again, my cock sprang to attention. And sure enough Karen noticed and that neuron fired off again. Darren’s eyes on Steph’s arse his cock, bang! Her eyes followed the same route as earlier reinforcing the connection. Karen wondered to herself ‘That must happen all the time, I wonder if it’s just with Steph or with all girls. I wonder if it would happen if it was me.’

Steph caught sight of Karen in the mirror. ‘Why aren’t you ready for bed? Go and get dressed now!’ Karen jumped up and ran upstairs, fearful that her sister would go back on her word and not let her stay up later. When she was gone I said to Steph ‘Love the skirt, where’d you get that from, your sister’s wardrobe?’

‘You like it?’

‘Very much you look fantastic.’

‘Why thank you kind sir.’ She said and flicked the front of her kilt up to show me a glimpse of her pure white almost translucent tanga briefs.

‘Can’t we just send Karen to bed now?’ Just as I said that we heard her coming back down the stairs. By now my cock was almost rigid so I crossed my legs to hide it. Steph smiled at my obvious discomfort and ...