My Girlfriend’s Sister Carly [MF] - Sex Stories

My Girlfriend’s Sister Carly [MF]

... into the living room, sat on the couch and couldn’t wait for her to leave so I could beat off. When she left I got some lotion out and start going to town thinking about what I had seen. God I wanted this little bitch bad even if she was my girlfriend’s sister. Plus, I was horny as hell as Michelle had cut way back on the sex over the course of the past few months. I came all over my belly, got up and cleaned up with some tissues. I watched TV for the rest of the night. I went to bed in my girlfriend’s room at about 12:30 am. I wasn’t quite asleep yet when I heard her come in the front door downstairs as she was making a lot of noise. She was fumbling with the lock. By the time she got the door open I was fully awake. I heard her come in and shut the door behind her and kick her heels off. Then she slowly she ascended the stairs falling into the wall twice before she made it to the top. I laughed to myself realizing she was drunk. Once she made it to the top of the stairs I heard her make a run for the bathroom. I hadn’t even heard the door shut when I heard her throw up. BLAUAUAUAUauaaauuuuuauuuuu BLAUAUAUAUauaaauuuuuauuuuu BLAUAUAUAUauaaauuuuuauuuuu This went on for several minutes, and I could hear her mumble to herself. After a few more minutes she quits throwing up. Then I heard her began to whimper and shortly this built into a full blown sob. I had heard enough so I got up and made my way to the bathroom. I didn’t even think to put anything else on I just went in my ...

... boxers and t-shirt. The bathroom door was wide open. I found her on the floor in front of the toilet curled up in ball. She was covered with her own vomit shivering and crying. I noticed her thong on the floor. I realized she must have had it coming out of both ends and that was how her thong and the vomit ended up on the floor. She had been sitting on the toilet when she threw up. I looked down at her and could see her asshole and pussy sticking out beneath her short skirt. She saw me come in and tried to say something. It was an awkward situation for her as she was deeply embarrassed that I was seeing her this way, but she didn’t want to be left alone and cold in a pile of her own puke for the rest of the night either. I just told her to lie still for a minute. I went out to the hall closet where the bath towels were and got a bunch of them. I was going to need them. I covered her up with one of them, put the rest of them on the vanity and went downstairs. I got some cleaning supplies, a couple of garbage bags and I fixed her a glass of sprite as it was the only clear drink I could find other than water. I went back upstairs and she was still under the towel shivering where I left at her. She didn’t try to say anything or get me to go away she just looked up at me and it seemed she was grateful I was there. I sat her drink and supplies down on the vanity. I said, “ok in a second I am going to get you up so we can get you cleaned up, but first I need to know if you are done ...