14-12-2024, 03:36 PM
sighed as I saw my sister sprawled on the couch. As usual. I was back from my morning half hour run, a run that always followed my daily swimming practice. Olivia barely replied to my hello, her eyes glued to the TV. She was wearing a baggy shirt and a pair of baggy pants. I thought that my sister looked like a fat potato right now. Yet after seeing her in a bathing suit, the few times she had dared to wear one this summer, I knew for a fact that my sister was not fat. Sure she wasn't as fit as I was, nor nearly as fit as my girlfriends had all been. Of course, I had to admit, most of my girlfriends had been swimmers on my team and were remarkably lean and tight. I grinned, thinking about my last girlfriend, Amy. Oh, the feeling of her hard ass in my hands... I still missed that ass!
Shaking my head, I looked at my sister again. She had rather large breasts and I knew she was embarrassed by them. So by trying to hide them under baggy clothes, she ended up looking fat most of the time. I was sure that if she dressed appropriately and went out, she'd find guys easily. She wasn't a beauty queen, and except for her large breasts, her body was ordinary. But she wasn't bad looking either.
As I went up to my room and logged on Facebook, I read a message from my friend Alex. I grinned. Although the message had nothing to do with my sister, I thought about how Alex really liked Olivia. Really liked her. Come to think of it, I suddenly realized that most of my friends had made at least one remark about how hot she was. "Horny males, all of them..." I thought. I just couldn't see it. At the beginning of summer, Alex had said to me that it was because she was my sister. "Nah..." I had replied. "She's just ordinary, and you find her hot just because you hadn't had any girlfriend in months!" Alex had hit me on the shoulder and dropped the subject.
Later, coming back down to fix myself a snack, I looked at my sister again. She was still sprawled on the couch, but had at least changed position. I wondered why she wasn't actually fat. With my shake in hand, I decided to sit down in the couch opposite to hers and really look at her. Olivia was surprised at first, but soon she was staring at the TV again, ignoring me. I smiled into my shake: I just couldn't see it. All I could see was an OK girl with a huge mop of long brown hair. And that's it.
Right now her body was cloaked by the baggy clothes despite the fact that it was a hot late summer morning. Thinking about those times when I had seen her in her one piece bathing suit, I had to admit that Olivia had a decent body. If you liked curves. I liked swimmers' bodies: tall, thin, lean and tight. Small breasts and rounded but firm asses. That wasn't, by any stretch of the imagination, a description of Olivia's body.
But thinking about the bodies of my lean swimmer friends had an impact on my cock. When I felt it beginning to stir, I looked at Olivia to see if I could get up and leave safely. She was still looking at the TV, but as I was about to get up, Olivia stirred, moved around on the couch and stretched her arms above her head. The thin material of her shirt ended up stuck between her thighs and was forced taut by her breasts as we were thrust forward. They really were quite big. Some blood already in my cock and my mind fired up by the memories of the girls on the swim team, I surprised myself by reacting to the sight of my sister's breasts.
When she was done, she looked at me and asked what I wanted. Shaking my head, I said nothing. A minute later I got up and went back to my room. I closed the door and locked it as well. Both our parents were gone for the day, and it wouldn't be the first time that I would masturbate with my sister in the house. I had laughed at my friend Alex's lack of girlfriend earlier this summer, but I realized that it has been six months since I broke up with Amy. Alex had in fact hooked up with a new girl last month, and I was the only one of my friends still single. An entire summer being single! Well, single except for that one night during a competition, with a glorious girl from another state. One night, amazing memories, and nothing more.
As I began searching a for a good porn clip online, I faced the fact that I was in a state of nearly constant arousal. It had even caused a few near misses at the pool. Speedos were perfect for fast swimming, but awful at hiding erections. Even semis. That constant arousal is probably why I had found myself staring at Olivia's stretch... Nothing more. I settled on a clip of one of my favourite pornstars, this time in a threesome. At first, I barely noticed the other girl in the scene, but when she pulled her shirt above her head, just about the same move that Olivia had just made, I clicked. She really looked like Olivia. Not her face, not at all, but the rest of her body... I grinned, still pumping my cock at the sight of the other girl being pumped by the large cock.
But as the scene unfolded, I couldn't help but stare at the other girl, with her generous curves and dancing breasts. When that girl enfolded the guy's cock between her breasts and tittyfucked him, it pushed me over the edge. I exploded and came all over my chest, pumping my own cock for a long time as I stretched my pleasure as much as possible. As I was cleaning myself up, I had to admit that I had never personally felt such a pleasure in my life. None of my girlfriends had had breasts remotely large enough to give me a proper tittyfuck. But that girl had. So did Olivia. Plenty. Shaking my head again, wondering at the intensity of my sexual need, I got up and headed to the shower.
I had hoped that my intense climax and warm shower would take my mind off sex. It didn't. Soon enough my cock was hardening again and as I washed it, it was fully hard mere minutes after my last climax. Being 21, it wasn't the first time such a rapid turnaround happened, but it usually happened while in bed with a girl. Now, just thinking about that other girl's massive breasts around a cock... Damn! I found myself masturbating again, imagining that girl kneeling in front of me, her huge breasts around my cock. To my surprise and horror, in my mind's eye I saw Olivia's face replacing the pornstar's. I could see her large breasts moulding themselves around my cock, her large pink aureolas and stiff nipples moving around and squashed between her guiding hands.
I let go of my cock. Despite my arousal, I was not about to jerk off to my sister's face! Focusing my mind on the pornstar, I grabbed my cock again and felt the surge of pleasure. But seconds later, it was my sister's tits that I was fucking and I let go of my cock again. "Fuck!" I swore out loud. I was laughing at myself despite my frustration when I heard Olivia's voice calling me from the other side of the door. I nearly jumped out of my skin in surprise. In a matter of a single second, I felt surprise, shock, fear, shame and guilt. "What?" I called, seeing my cock still turgid and twitching with every heartbeat.
"That's what I said!" was Olivia's reply. "I heard you swearing and wanted to make sure you were alright."
"Oh... Sorry about that. I'm alright. Never mind..." I replied.
"Did you pull a muscle?" she asked, a playful tone in her voice.
I grinned. Olivia was thinking about an incident that happened two weeks ago, when she herself pulled a muscle in her calf. I had helped her and had even massaged her leg to ease the pain, but all the while I had teased her about not being in shape.
"Never worry about that... I'm in very good shape!" I called back. And it was true. One could do an anatomy lecture using my body.
"Well ok... But remember that you can't work out every muscle at the gym..." was Olivia's intriguing answer.
Looking down at my cock, I grabbed it against and squeezed it hard, feeling it resist the pressure as well as my other muscles. Wait! Was she talking about that? Confused, I asked "What?"
"You know what I mean..." she said. "Every time you come back from your swimming practices, you head to your room and lock the door. It doesn't take a detective to know what you're up to..."
I was stunned. Olivia had never been a shy or prude girl, never afraid to speak up if she had something to say, but this was new. A high pitched "What?" was all I could manage.
"Hahaha! Didn't think I knew about that little pre-shower ritual, did you?" Olivia was laughing, but it was clear that she wasn't laughing at me. She just thought the situation was funny.
I, with my hard cock still in hand, took a chance and said "Oh... So you think I'm done?"
Shaking my head, I looked at my sister again. She had rather large breasts and I knew she was embarrassed by them. So by trying to hide them under baggy clothes, she ended up looking fat most of the time. I was sure that if she dressed appropriately and went out, she'd find guys easily. She wasn't a beauty queen, and except for her large breasts, her body was ordinary. But she wasn't bad looking either.
As I went up to my room and logged on Facebook, I read a message from my friend Alex. I grinned. Although the message had nothing to do with my sister, I thought about how Alex really liked Olivia. Really liked her. Come to think of it, I suddenly realized that most of my friends had made at least one remark about how hot she was. "Horny males, all of them..." I thought. I just couldn't see it. At the beginning of summer, Alex had said to me that it was because she was my sister. "Nah..." I had replied. "She's just ordinary, and you find her hot just because you hadn't had any girlfriend in months!" Alex had hit me on the shoulder and dropped the subject.
Later, coming back down to fix myself a snack, I looked at my sister again. She was still sprawled on the couch, but had at least changed position. I wondered why she wasn't actually fat. With my shake in hand, I decided to sit down in the couch opposite to hers and really look at her. Olivia was surprised at first, but soon she was staring at the TV again, ignoring me. I smiled into my shake: I just couldn't see it. All I could see was an OK girl with a huge mop of long brown hair. And that's it.
Right now her body was cloaked by the baggy clothes despite the fact that it was a hot late summer morning. Thinking about those times when I had seen her in her one piece bathing suit, I had to admit that Olivia had a decent body. If you liked curves. I liked swimmers' bodies: tall, thin, lean and tight. Small breasts and rounded but firm asses. That wasn't, by any stretch of the imagination, a description of Olivia's body.
But thinking about the bodies of my lean swimmer friends had an impact on my cock. When I felt it beginning to stir, I looked at Olivia to see if I could get up and leave safely. She was still looking at the TV, but as I was about to get up, Olivia stirred, moved around on the couch and stretched her arms above her head. The thin material of her shirt ended up stuck between her thighs and was forced taut by her breasts as we were thrust forward. They really were quite big. Some blood already in my cock and my mind fired up by the memories of the girls on the swim team, I surprised myself by reacting to the sight of my sister's breasts.
When she was done, she looked at me and asked what I wanted. Shaking my head, I said nothing. A minute later I got up and went back to my room. I closed the door and locked it as well. Both our parents were gone for the day, and it wouldn't be the first time that I would masturbate with my sister in the house. I had laughed at my friend Alex's lack of girlfriend earlier this summer, but I realized that it has been six months since I broke up with Amy. Alex had in fact hooked up with a new girl last month, and I was the only one of my friends still single. An entire summer being single! Well, single except for that one night during a competition, with a glorious girl from another state. One night, amazing memories, and nothing more.
As I began searching a for a good porn clip online, I faced the fact that I was in a state of nearly constant arousal. It had even caused a few near misses at the pool. Speedos were perfect for fast swimming, but awful at hiding erections. Even semis. That constant arousal is probably why I had found myself staring at Olivia's stretch... Nothing more. I settled on a clip of one of my favourite pornstars, this time in a threesome. At first, I barely noticed the other girl in the scene, but when she pulled her shirt above her head, just about the same move that Olivia had just made, I clicked. She really looked like Olivia. Not her face, not at all, but the rest of her body... I grinned, still pumping my cock at the sight of the other girl being pumped by the large cock.
But as the scene unfolded, I couldn't help but stare at the other girl, with her generous curves and dancing breasts. When that girl enfolded the guy's cock between her breasts and tittyfucked him, it pushed me over the edge. I exploded and came all over my chest, pumping my own cock for a long time as I stretched my pleasure as much as possible. As I was cleaning myself up, I had to admit that I had never personally felt such a pleasure in my life. None of my girlfriends had had breasts remotely large enough to give me a proper tittyfuck. But that girl had. So did Olivia. Plenty. Shaking my head again, wondering at the intensity of my sexual need, I got up and headed to the shower.
I had hoped that my intense climax and warm shower would take my mind off sex. It didn't. Soon enough my cock was hardening again and as I washed it, it was fully hard mere minutes after my last climax. Being 21, it wasn't the first time such a rapid turnaround happened, but it usually happened while in bed with a girl. Now, just thinking about that other girl's massive breasts around a cock... Damn! I found myself masturbating again, imagining that girl kneeling in front of me, her huge breasts around my cock. To my surprise and horror, in my mind's eye I saw Olivia's face replacing the pornstar's. I could see her large breasts moulding themselves around my cock, her large pink aureolas and stiff nipples moving around and squashed between her guiding hands.
I let go of my cock. Despite my arousal, I was not about to jerk off to my sister's face! Focusing my mind on the pornstar, I grabbed my cock again and felt the surge of pleasure. But seconds later, it was my sister's tits that I was fucking and I let go of my cock again. "Fuck!" I swore out loud. I was laughing at myself despite my frustration when I heard Olivia's voice calling me from the other side of the door. I nearly jumped out of my skin in surprise. In a matter of a single second, I felt surprise, shock, fear, shame and guilt. "What?" I called, seeing my cock still turgid and twitching with every heartbeat.
"That's what I said!" was Olivia's reply. "I heard you swearing and wanted to make sure you were alright."
"Oh... Sorry about that. I'm alright. Never mind..." I replied.
"Did you pull a muscle?" she asked, a playful tone in her voice.
I grinned. Olivia was thinking about an incident that happened two weeks ago, when she herself pulled a muscle in her calf. I had helped her and had even massaged her leg to ease the pain, but all the while I had teased her about not being in shape.
"Never worry about that... I'm in very good shape!" I called back. And it was true. One could do an anatomy lecture using my body.
"Well ok... But remember that you can't work out every muscle at the gym..." was Olivia's intriguing answer.
Looking down at my cock, I grabbed it against and squeezed it hard, feeling it resist the pressure as well as my other muscles. Wait! Was she talking about that? Confused, I asked "What?"
"You know what I mean..." she said. "Every time you come back from your swimming practices, you head to your room and lock the door. It doesn't take a detective to know what you're up to..."
I was stunned. Olivia had never been a shy or prude girl, never afraid to speak up if she had something to say, but this was new. A high pitched "What?" was all I could manage.
"Hahaha! Didn't think I knew about that little pre-shower ritual, did you?" Olivia was laughing, but it was clear that she wasn't laughing at me. She just thought the situation was funny.
I, with my hard cock still in hand, took a chance and said "Oh... So you think I'm done?"
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