1. My s****r's Baby


    Date: 12/16/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    to see her neat bottom and firm little breasts encased in her favored flowery underwear, and sometimes I'd feel her breasts brush against me as she gave me my 'good morning' hug. We talked more than we had before and we spoke about more personal things like what we hoped for our futures and who was seeing who at school, but not anything sexual. Emmy's birthday came and went with a house full of giggling and shrieking teenage girls and still nothing happened. Then our parents decided they wanted a second honeymoon. They announced we were old enough to look after ourselves and that they would be away for two weeks. “Aunty Liz will look in on you and you can call her or us if you need to.” The car door slammed and with a final 'don't forget your homework' our parents were out of our lives for two weeks. Great! Freedom! We didn't want wild parties, just a few friends round now and again and space to be ourselves, to make a mess and sl**p late at weekends, simple stuff really. And then there was that sweet little tension between us. Emmy felt it too because when we decided to go to bed that evening she hesitated and looked awkward. “What's up Em?” I asked. Still she hesitated. She looked at me and shrugged, an unasked question hung there. I suddenly knew what to say. “Said on the news there might be a storm tonight....” Her face lit up with a big smile. “Does that mean...?” “Yes if you want to.” My throat was dry. Emmy got undressed and put her pajamas on in her room and then ...
    padded down the landing and peeked round my door to make sure I was ready. I was sitting up in bed reading and wearing a cotton T-shirt and shorts. Emmy had pretty white and pink knee length bottoms that were tight across her bottom with a loose cotton top under which her breasts moved as she crossed the room. She looked happy as I lifted the covers and she slipped into my narrow bed. She snuggled up and asked what I was reading. I showed her and she asked me to read to her like I used to year's ago. So there I was with my warm and cuddly s****r, her head on my chest and her arm around my waist reading D. H. Lawrence's 'Sons and Lovers' one of my school set texts. I didn't find it too interesting – Victorian novelists describe such uptight characters - and Em soon said 'boring!' and flicked the book out of my hands and onto the floor. I giggled and tickled her waist and she jumped and wriggled against me which felt very good. We lay still again and I reached over her to put the light out, stretching past Em's head and pressing myself against her and feeling her breasts against my chest. I breathed again that subtle aroma she had, and felt quite strange, elated, confused. We settled down in the bed with Em again curled up on her side with me lying behind her, my arm around her waist. She wiggled her cute little bottom and fidgeted for ages until I said 'Em! Lay still.' 'I can't' she said. “Why not?” There was a moments silence before she said “Because....” and then I felt her ...
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