1. The Sleepover Pt.3


    Date: 12/31/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Boys/Teen Female, Erotica, Female / Girl, Teen, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 95, Source: sexstories.com

    what's going on with my sister. Lauren is no longer naked, she's slipped on a man's dress shirt, buttoning the bottom two buttons and leaving most of her breasts exposed. "I cleaned up and put the sheets in the washer," she says as I walk in the door. "How's Kristina?" "She told me to call her anytime I want to get laid," I answer, smiling. "Thank you for doing that," Lauren says, stepping close and giving me a hug. "And for everything." "Yeah, well you owe me," I say with a mock pout. "Pimping me out to all your friends. Making me eat their pussies and fuck them like I'm some kind of sex slave." "Awww, poor baby," Lauren says, touching my cheek. "How can I ever repay you for such debauchery?" She's standing close, looking into my eyes. "Is this my shirt?" I ask, grabbing the edges of the material and twisting them outward to expose her breasts. "I felt weird cleaning the house naked," she shrugs. "Do you mind?" "Mind?" I say pulling her closer to me. "This is really crossing the line, Lauren!" I tell her with mock anger. "It's one thing for us to be kissing, touching and going down on each other but wearing my clothes, that's just too much!" "Too much what?" she asks pressing her body against me. "Too much intimacy!" I answer. "Take it off this instant!" "If you insist," she says with exaggerated bashfulness. "By the way, that's three things, not one," she says as she unbuttons the bottom two buttons and drops my shirt to the floor. "What's three things?" I ask, honestly ...
    confused. "Kissing, touching and oral sex," she smiles as she unbuttons my shirt, the one I'm wearing. "That's three things and you said it is one thing." Her hand has slid inside my open shirt and she's gliding her palm over my bare chest. "Well, just don't cross that line again," I admonish her with dramatic flare. "You're my sister and there are certain lines we just shouldn't cross." "Like wearing your clothes?" she asks, as she slips my shirt off my shoulders. She's completely naked and I have just my shorts on. I tentatively put my hands on her bare back and pull her to me. Now that we're alone it feels kind of awkward to be like this with my sister. When her friends were here, we could pretend she was just going along with their antics. Now it's just the two of us. "Are there any other lines we shouldn't cross?" Lauren asks, like she's reading my mind. She's pressed up against me but unfortunately it seems that four times might be my limit. My cock can barely register any excitement. "Probably," I answer, lowering my mouth to hers. We kiss more tenderly this time and, if possible, it's even more erotic than when she attacked my mouth earlier. Instead of fighting for space our tongues are entwined in a tantalizingly slow dance. The kiss does nothing to dissuade me from crossing any lines. "I'm so horny," Lauren says, breaking the kiss and focusing her beautiful eyes on mine. "I watched you fuck my friends all afternoon." "What went through your mind while you were watching ...
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