1. My Sister Vickie


    Date: 4/11/2017, Categories: True Story, Incest, Masturbation, Teen, Author: MrTony, Rating: 88, Source: sexstories.com

    rode me while her fingers squeezed my shoulders in time with her ride to her approaching orgasm. The wet spot was huge under her - dripping down the sides of my thigh as her body instinctively lubricated for sexual intercourse. That was another difference from earlier times. She was older, and choosing to debase herself with her brother, and adult enough to gush between her legs with a thirteen-year-old's desire for my sixteen year-old cock. Both of us older, it was different but still familiar. I could tell when the first wave of her orgasm was about to arrive when she leaned her lower body forward, getting friction to her clitoris so that it could thrust against me as she orgasmed. Familiar too was her involuntary gasping, as she opened her eyes to look into mine as her orgasm arrived. She leaned forward to hug me tightly with the first wave, throwing her head on my shoulder and looking into my eyes. I think I enjoyed this experience with her more than any other. It was wonderful to have Vickie - still a little girl - so willing to orgasm again in my arms. Then, taken completely by her orgasm, she was gasping, squeezing me tightly with all her strength, and making small sounds of pleasure as it arrived. I held my hands lightly on her thrusting hips, and with each wave of her orgasm Vickie arched her body against mine. I could see the familiar euphoria in her eyes - holding my gaze through her entire orgasm. I'd never enjoyed seeing someone orgasm more. It was just as I ...
    remembered, and, as always, I enjoyed watching Vickie orgasm. It was so familiar - but also different. She had spread her legs wide to get better contact and she had clearly signaled that she wanted me to do more to her - even to fuck her. And I liked knowing that she better understood what we were doing - I think our ages had increased her lust tenfold. At sixteen and thirteen, we both knew there was the real possibility of doing more than masturbation. Perhaps she was wondering if we might start doing more now that we were older? And now the entire leg of my pants was soaked, and she continued to cling tightly to me. She was still breathing hard, and I could feel her breasts against my chest. When she opened her eyes, she looked at me with the understanding that we had just shared something wonderful. And I could see that she was very pleased with our intimacy, and eager for more. I was pleased too. She had lots of boys chasing her - wanting to fuck her - but she had spread her legs for me to masturbate her. But We Never Did More I'm sure that with just a bit of planning I could have gotten my sister naked and fucked her. Considering how much she was already letting me do - and the undeniable intimacy of bringing her to orgasm week after week - I'm sure that she wanted desperately to be fucked by me. But she couldn't admit to that if I asked. But she always let me to masturbate her, which was undeniably intimate, so I knew that she wanted me to get her undressed and take her. I ...
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