Teaching My Virgin Sister Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Teaching My Virgin Sister Ch. 01

... quite frequently now. I can't help but rub my cock through my swimsuit as she slips off her bra and her tits bounce a couple of times. I get a great side view of her tits hanging down as she bends over to take off her pants. Her nipples are pointing toward the floor, and her tits hang there, making them look like little round cones.

I want to squish her tits and make her nipples hard, God! I take off my swimsuit and expose my cock; gradually stroke its length, as she pivots to get her bathing suit out of her wardrobe. At the point when she twists around to pull her bathing suit base on, I see her tight, round ass and her little pussy lips hanging down. While she is crouching like that and burying my cock in her snatch, I ponder what it would be like to slide my cock between those lips.

As she wraps up putting her bathing suit on and is opening her room entryway, I wrap my cock back up my bathing suit and move in the direction of the pool. I turn around when I hear her cell phone. I can't hear what she's saying, but I watch as she talks. She is walking back and forth while talking to whomever it is, and she is getting very upset. Following several minutes she shuts her telephone and hurls herself on her bed, crying.

Despite the perverse nature of my fantasies, I love my sister. I never want to witness her suffering. I want to know what's wrong and contribute to fixing it. I go into the house, attempting to sort out a method for moving toward her, without offering how ...

... I know she's bombshell. Fortunately, when she returned to answer her phone, she left the door to her bedroom open. My sister is lying on the bed, her head buried in a pillow, and I can hear her crying as I peek in. I entered the room and inquired about her condition as I observed her body bouncing up and down on the bed.

"It is unfair!" In between sobs, she says. That is what's up!" She lifts herself up on her elbow as she turns toward me. Her swimsuit top has parted off to the side, and I can see her nipple peeking out from under the fabric.

"What is unjust?" I ask, attempting to zero in all over, rather than her half-stripped body.

"It's somewhat unreasonable that young ladies need to walk such a scarce difference constantly," she cries. " What do men desire? I'm unable to determine what I should do. We'll be sluts if we let them fuck us. We'll be prickly teasing if they don't fuck us, and if they don't touch us at all, we'll be cold. I have no idea what to do. She begins to weep harder as she presses her face back into the pillow.

I try to figure out what to say and how I can help her as I watch her wailing on the floor. I can't help but notice how her swimsuit bottom has ridden up into the crack of her sweet, round ass as I walk over and sit on the edge of her bed. Keep in mind that I've just been stroking my cock outside her window after seeing her naked.

I start to wonder who was on the phone, but just as I'm about to ask her, I remember that I shouldn't ...