TRUE: Brother secretly watches sis in action
My kid sister Terri has always been something of a flirt,
but before now I never believed that she would become involved
with a married man. She was herself married briefly after
high school, but that lasted only a couple of years. At 28,
she's now an administrative assistant for a large
hospital in Houston, Texas. I usually try to think of Terri
in a non-sexual manner, but it is impossible not to notice
what a beautiful woman she is. She's slim and about
5'6", 125 pounds or so... Despite her otherwise
slight build, she is blessed with an unusually large set
of boobs, especially for someone who is as slim as she. I
know they are real, because I watched her grow 'em!
I suppose the best way to describe her would be as the quintessential
blonde, "head cheerleader" type. She was,
in fact, a
cheerleader at Bellaire High. She won a few bikini and wet
T-shirt contests in college. Her cute and rather innocent
face, slim hips, and firm, compact ass complete the package.
Terri has never had a lack of suitors. She's had a steady
string of healthy relationships with some fine young gentlemen
over the past few years. The trouble began about six months
ago when she stopped mentioning anything about her latest
boyfriend. Our mom asked her about it, and she just laughed
it off, saying that she was "between men". After
a few months however, Mom began to suspect that she might
be involved in some sort of discreet relationship. She
asked me to look into it, if possible. I began driving by
Terri's house at different times of the day, and a pattern
soon began to emerge. Two or three days of every week, her
T-bird was parked in her driveway at lunchtime. I thought
this was odd because she typically went to the gym over the
noon hour. As I continued to observe, I noticed an expensive,
4WD SUV was often parked across the street at similar times.
It was there almost every Tuesday. I suspected that she
was meeting someone at her home. I have a key to her house,
so the following Tuesday I let myself in around 11:30 and
hid in her bedroom closet. The closet was only a few feet
from the left side of her bed, and the door had those slats
in it that allow air to circulate. With the lights on in the
bedroom and the closet in darkness, I had no trouble observing
everything in the room without being detected.
Shortly after noon, Terri arrived. I listened to her close
the door, walk down the hall, and enter the bathroom. I heard
water running; it sounded as if she was brushing her teeth.
A few minutes later, the doorbell rang. Terri went to the
door and answered it. I couldn't discern what was being
said, but the conversation was very brief and whomever
she was talking to had a male voice. Suddenly, the lights
in the bedroom switched on and in walked a man. I was committed
now - - there was no way I could sneak out. I recognized the
gentleman who entered the room as one of the doctors from
the hospital where Terri worked. He was
handsome with an athletic build, in his mid-to-late forties.
As I watched, he began undressing. First, he sat on the bed
and removed his shoes and socks. He stood, removed his shirt,
and stepped out of his trousers and boxers. These were neatly
folded and place on a chair. The now completely naked man
then climbed onto Terri's bed, arranged a couple of
pillows, and leaned back against them, facing the door.
He had a very obvious erection.
My sister appeared at the door wearing a red robe. She smiled
sweetly at the man, and he smiled back. Upon entering the
room, she untied the sash around her waist, opened her robe,
and let it slip off her shoulders. It folded into a pile around
her feet, and she stepped out of it. Terri was wearing nothing
but a tiny white G-string type panty. It was the first time
I had seen her naked (or nearly so) in twenty years. God,
was she beautiful! Her breasts looked like two ripe melons
suspended from her chest, each one topped with a big, pink
nipple. Those nipples were stiff, upturned, and fully
erect. The curve of her waist was as exquisite as anything
I had ever seen on a swimsuit model or in the pages of a men's
magazine. Her legs, long and shapely, were a study in female
perfection. She crawled onto the bed, turned around, and
reclined in the man's embrace with her back against
his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and, while tenderly
kissing her
neck, began to caress her firm breasts. As I watched, transfixed,
he continued to knead and fondle her titties while gently
pinching one or both of her nipples. As
he rolled them around between a thumb and forefinger, each
nipple became larger and harder, like a big pencil eraser.
All of this was definitely having an effect on Terri. She
was somewhat flushed, and her breathing became faster.
She busied herself by rubbing the man's legs and thighs
with her hands. Every now and then she would reach behind
her. I couldn't see exactly what she was doing, but
whatever it was made him moan repeatedly. I imagined she
was stroking or squeezing his dick.
After a few minutes she leaned forward and the man moved
out from behind her. She lay back on the pillows and he positioned
himself by her side. His level of arousal was really obvious
now: his cock was red and swollen with large distended veins
etched over the entire shaft. It was sticking straight
out, and my sweet little sister reached for it as her lay
down beside her. His left hand moved to her right breast,
and they kissed tenderly. The open-mouth kissing started
out gentle, but it became more impassioned as they continued
to fondle each other. Occasionally the man would break
off and move his head down so he could
suck her titties. He would lick one nipple until it was fully
erect, then move to the other one. Also, he seemed to like
pushing her boobs together and licking her cleavage; Terri
seemed to like it, too.
By this time I was as excited as I had ever been. I'd never
watched anyone else having sex, but that was clearly what
was about to happen right before my eyes. Any doubts about
what my sister was doing at lunchtime had been erased, so
I decided to just enjoy the show. My cock was straining at
my jeans, but I dared not take it out lest I unload all over
the closet door.
The man sat up and swung his left leg over my sister's
waist. He moved up slightly and straddled her chest. He
presented his erect cock to her, positioning it directly
in front of Terri's angelic face. Mentally placing
myself in his shoes, I knew that he wanted her to suck it.
That's not what she did, however. Instead, she wrapped
her long, feminine fingers around his shaft and stroked
him softly. Every few minutes she would lean forward ever
so slightly, open her mouth, and lick her lips. Each time
she did this, she would gaze up at the man and smile, but she
would never complete the act. He was about to go crazy, and
all three of us knew it. Of course she was doing this on purpose.
When she decided he'd had enough teasing, Terri grabbed
his cock (gently) down by his balls and directed the tip
toward her waiting mouth. She licked off a glistening drop
of pre-cum before kissing the end of his member with her
soft, red lips. Parting those lips ever so slightly, she
sucked his cockhead into her mouth. After a few short strokes,
she took him as deeply as she could. Her lips bottomed out,
leaving a lipstick ring around the base of his prick. He
let out a sigh that sounded like the air being released from
a balloon. Man, I'll bet that felt good! Terri began
sucking enthusiastically, and the man had to ask her to
slow down a little. Abruptly, he pulled away. He was breathing
heavily, and obviously was close to cumming in
her mouth.
He took my sister's head in his hands and kissed her
passionately. As he began kissing his way down her body,
she parted her legs and his face was soon buried in her cunt.
The G-string was at first pushed aside, and then removed
entirely. Using his fingers, the man gently spread the
delicate inner lips of Terris pussy. Her stiff little
clitty was completely erect and sticking straight out.
Her entire pussy was glowing a deep, rosy red. She was obviously
very wet. He began by licking her inner lips, gradually
working his way down toward her asshole. He flicked it softly
with his tongue, and then lightly traced around her entire
rosebud. That made Terri gasp. As he continued to lick
her, Terri's level of excitement rose. At first, she
had her hands on his head, running them through his hair.
As she reached up to grab the windowsill behind her head
with one hand, she began moving her hips up and down, fucking
his face. She continued doing this faster and faster as
he licked her slit. He was fucking my sister with his tongue.
She was flushed and moaning continuously, rolling her
head from side to side. Then both her hands were grabbing
the windowsill, and she was humping his face so vigorously
that her ass came completely off the bed with each thrust!
All of a sudden she froze and held her breath. Only a tiny,
high-pitched squeak escaped from her throat. Her breathing
resumed in ragged gasps punctuated by
screams of pleasure as she was wracked by wave after wave
of orgasmic ecstasy. The man looked up and licked my sister's
juices from his lips.
Terri made him stop licking by saying, "I want you
inside me Now!" Upon command, the man raised his
head from between her legs. Terri scooted up slightly on
the bed and repositioned a single pillow behind her head.
She smiled at the man and spread her legs; she was fully aroused
ready to be mounted The man supported his weight on his
left arm. With his free hand, he positioned his throbbing
meat at the opening to her dripping love box. He entered
her so..
very.. s-l-o-w-l-y, and soon he was pistoning in and out
with long, full-length strokes. Terri was pushing back
hard against his every thrust. She had a way of moving her
pussy front to back (and sometimes sideways!) while stroking
up and down on his cock. It was AWESOME!!
"I need to cum again", groaned Terri.
So, the man asked her how she wanted to do it.
Terri flipped over into a prone position with her legs wide
apart. The man entered her from behind, and Terri fingered
her clit as she was being drilled. It didnt take long; within
about a minute she was urging him on:
"Stick it all the way in..... I need to feel your cock
going in and out of my pussy..... fuck me, Jim..... fuck
me!!!"
(Oh... so THAT was his name!)
Jim bit his lip.
"Oh Jim, fuck me..... fuck me baby...... make me cum.......
fuck me and make me cum......
He held her tightly with both arms and kept pounding
"OHHHH, I'm getting close....."
"Getting really close now..."
"OHHH, OHHHH, AHHH..... "
Her whole upper body flushed; she held her breath while
the waves of ecstasy grew. Her forearms tensed and she dug
her glossy nails into the bed. "Oh . . God . . I . . need
. . to . . CUUMMM . . . !!!" when Terri finally let go,
she was screaming those words so loudly I honestly feared
it would attract the attention of her neighbors.
After Terri had recovered, she turned onto her back. Jim
straddled her abdomen and reached into the nightstand
and removed a big tube of K-Y. As he liberally coated his
straining member with the gel, my sister pushed her titties
together. I thought to myself, "This isn't the
first time they've done this!" He stuck his slippery
cock into her cleavage and began thrusting... The sight
of him titty-fucking the former cheerleader was all-together
too much for me. I quietly unzipped my pants and took my cock
into my hand. There was no way I was gonna watch this without
jacking off, and I had already leaked so much pre-cum that
no lubricant was necessary.
It didn't take long (for either of us)! Jim's breathing
quickened along with his thrusting. He grabbed the windowsill
to steady himself as he fucked her gorgeous
boobs. With one final deep breath, he unloaded... The first
squirt was so vigorous that it landed near Terri's
left ear. The rest was pumped into her spectacular cleavage.
As they separated, they briefly remained connected by
strands of thick, ropy semen. I silently shot my load into
my other hand.
Jim kissed Terri again, then he picked up a towel from the
nightstand and lovingly cleaned his sperm off her chest.
They lingered in each other's arms for a few minutes.
The conversation was whispered, and I couldn't make
out what was said. After they both departed, I waited a few
minutes, washed up and left via the back door. I now know
exactly what is going on, but I have no intention of relating
this to our mother (how could I?). My only decision is whether
I can resist the urge to take in another "Tuesday afternoon
show!"
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