1. Deflowered By s*s


    Date: 9/27/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 97, Source: xHamster

    hurry over little b*****r. See ya!" She hung up. I went upstairs and was considering continuing my wank, but I had lost my erection and my s****r had said I had to hurry, so I got dressed in jeans and a T-shirt and left the house. Lynda and Jenny lived in a small single-storey house at the other side of the small neighbourhood. It only took me ten-minutes to walk over there. "Hiya James," Lynda said when she answered the door. "Hi s*s." "Come on in sweetie. Take your shoes off." Lynda was aged nineteen, a full six-years my senior, and she was studying Psychology at the local college. She was five-foot-four (just two-inches taller than me; I was catching up fast) and very slender, with long brown hair. She had a sweet face, big brown eyes (like mine) and an almost perpetual smile. Right now she wore a tight white T-shirt that hugged her firm round boobs and ended just above her naval, showing of her flat midriff. Lynda also had on tight denim cut-offs that showed off her slender legs. My big s*s often dressed scantily so I did not bat an eyelid when confronted with such an arousing display of female flesh. Lynda had 'come out' last year. Our parents were liberal minded and, although they were somewhat shocked at first, neither was all that bothered that Lynda was a lesbian. All our mum and dad cared about was that their darling daughter was happy, which she quite evidently was, especially since moving in with her girlfriend, Jenny, a few months ago. Our parents had met Jenny ...
    on a number of occasions and they all seemed to get on well. I trudged in to the house, closing the door behind me. I took off my shoes and followed my s****r into the living room where I plonked myself down on an armchair. Lynda stood nearby and we both glanced round as Jenny came into the room a few seconds later. "Hiya James," Jenny greeted me, sweetly, and she sat down on the sofa. "Hi Jenny," I said. Like I said, I had a bit of a crush on Jenny and I blushed a little. Jenny was a twenty-three-year-old trainee solicitor. She was tall at five-foot-eight, reasonably slim with a nice firm and slightly plump arse and heavy tits that at the moment, as she sat on the sofa opposite me, were trying to burst out of a tight white sweater. She had black jeans on that hugged her hips and firm thighs. I could certainly tell why my s****r had fallen for Jenny. The busty young woman had a really sweet and pretty face, a gentle smile, a tiny lightly-freckled nose and such gorgeous, dreamy blue eyes. She had short red hair that was always splayed out and deliberately dishevelled, to look as if she had just gotten out of bed (having been up to something more than just sl**ping.) Like most red-heads, she had pale skin, which contrasted with Lynda, whose regular trips to the tanning salon left her lightly bronzed. It was funny the way the two women's personalities contrasted with each other. Lynda was hyperactive, outgoing and very chatty, whilst Jenny was quiet, reserved and often shy around ...
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