Straight Male / 42
On Thanksgiving Day, my hot older sister Denise decided to be a cock-tease by texting me in the morning, before our meetup at another family member's house for the day and dinner. After saying Good Morning, and, Happy Turkey Day, she mentioned food she was bringing, and "Being careful with it, since I just did my nails in YOUR color".
I didn't have to ask, as I knew she'd done her nearing 2" long talons a shade of red, probably deep red, given the season. I replied "Yes!", to her response of information regarding attire:
"It's just her house, so, I'm wearing jeans and boots..Just got black calf-high boots that the jeans you like me in will tuck into nicely" Denise messaged, already painting a mental picture in my mind.
"Sounds hot, D..What about the shirt? Anything I'd, uhh..Like?" I asked in reply, curious as to what I'd be looking at and trying to not jump on all day. There were also times where Denise was suggestible to wearing what I wanted or told her to. We had fun with it.
"I don't know, what do you think ?" she texted back as I got myself ready. "Can't do anything too skin-showy or sexy..It's Thanksgiving, not July 4th!" the sexy sister joked in response.
Throwing on my decent jeans and shirt, I gave Denise's attire some thought, figuring what she'd said about not too much skin, yet, something I liked seeing her in that maybe pushed the envelope a bit. Then, in mid-shoe tie, it hit me:
"Wear that dark green sweater with the buttons...It's like a cropped sweater that shows off your sexy tummy when you reach up or to the sides, and thong undies when you lean over..Has those buttons in front, too, so if you, say..Get hot, you can undo a few" I suggested, hitting it right on target.
"Think I shrunk it a little in the dryer, but, yeah..I like that top!" she texted back. "It's comfy, too...You got it!".
With her attire set, we took a messaging break to get ready and head to the house. Sexy Denise, in the outfit we'd stated, was on my mind the entire 12 miles from my house to the other. I had to see and touch her, asap. No waiting.
She'd arrived just before me (damn back roads were slow), and as I entered the living room, all said hi, but, Denise was the first one I went for. As she'd said, the ass-tight jeans were tucked into calf-high, black leather boots, her long nails were a darker, creamy red, she'd done her hair and makeup just to the edge of being slutty, and the sweater top was showing off a hint of her tanned, sexy tummy. Keeping my hands off of her all day would be impossible. Denise just looked too hot, and, at the end of our hello hug, we snuck in a quick-lip kiss. She even tasted good.
Dinner proceeds, and she's sitting across from me as I eat and give her direct stares of lust. Her sly smiles, looks, and flirts told me..If I can somehow get us alone, it's ON. Dinner finishes, and people start to disperse to the living room, bathroom, and other areas of the home's main floor. Then, my opportunity arrived.
"I need a smoke" she advised, pointing her long, sexy forefinger nail towards the basement, which had a separate area used as a spare bedroom. "Come talk to me". Ok, I thought..Go get her!
We weren't downstairs three, maybe five minutes, before my hands started to roam her body, first from behind, then front, lifting the sweater off of her. She smiled, and at first said "Here? What if somebody comes downstairs?", as I was literally stripping her body and nibbling on her neck.
"No worry..Room has entry to storage...Someone comes down, I'll go in storage and you stay in her, get dressed, and act like you were smoking..Turn the fan on" I told her, as Denise herself was undoing my pants and stroking me.
We got naked, and, had ourselves a super-charged fuck on the small bed, including pushing the bed against the wall and bumping a few times. She was so smokey-hot, those dark nails, matching slutty makeup and hair, and her mannersisms that just spoke of..Fuck me, I'm yours. Drove me crazy.
When we finished, sure enough, we heard footsteps coming downstairs. Doing as suggested, I stood up, kissed her twice, deep, and took myself into the storage room to get dressed as she did the same in the spare room. All was great, and she tapped on the door to let me know she was going back upstairs, until I looked in the mirror, luckily before going back upstairs myself...And I noticed her dark, thick lipstick smudged on my lips. And not a little bit. It looked like we traded off a full stick of burgundy lipstick together.
I took care of that, and went back upstairs for pie and coffee, smile on my face and telling myself to act normal and hide the fact I'd just power-fucked my hot sister. She was better at hiding that sort of thing than I was, but, we pulled it off. Nobody knew we'd just been naked and trading bodily fluids downstairs.
This is why I enjoy fucking her so much. She does as told, is wild, and knows how to handle herself.
I didn't have to ask, as I knew she'd done her nearing 2" long talons a shade of red, probably deep red, given the season. I replied "Yes!", to her response of information regarding attire:
"It's just her house, so, I'm wearing jeans and boots..Just got black calf-high boots that the jeans you like me in will tuck into nicely" Denise messaged, already painting a mental picture in my mind.
"Sounds hot, D..What about the shirt? Anything I'd, uhh..Like?" I asked in reply, curious as to what I'd be looking at and trying to not jump on all day. There were also times where Denise was suggestible to wearing what I wanted or told her to. We had fun with it.
"I don't know, what do you think ?" she texted back as I got myself ready. "Can't do anything too skin-showy or sexy..It's Thanksgiving, not July 4th!" the sexy sister joked in response.
Throwing on my decent jeans and shirt, I gave Denise's attire some thought, figuring what she'd said about not too much skin, yet, something I liked seeing her in that maybe pushed the envelope a bit. Then, in mid-shoe tie, it hit me:
"Wear that dark green sweater with the buttons...It's like a cropped sweater that shows off your sexy tummy when you reach up or to the sides, and thong undies when you lean over..Has those buttons in front, too, so if you, say..Get hot, you can undo a few" I suggested, hitting it right on target.
"Think I shrunk it a little in the dryer, but, yeah..I like that top!" she texted back. "It's comfy, too...You got it!".
With her attire set, we took a messaging break to get ready and head to the house. Sexy Denise, in the outfit we'd stated, was on my mind the entire 12 miles from my house to the other. I had to see and touch her, asap. No waiting.
She'd arrived just before me (damn back roads were slow), and as I entered the living room, all said hi, but, Denise was the first one I went for. As she'd said, the ass-tight jeans were tucked into calf-high, black leather boots, her long nails were a darker, creamy red, she'd done her hair and makeup just to the edge of being slutty, and the sweater top was showing off a hint of her tanned, sexy tummy. Keeping my hands off of her all day would be impossible. Denise just looked too hot, and, at the end of our hello hug, we snuck in a quick-lip kiss. She even tasted good.
Dinner proceeds, and she's sitting across from me as I eat and give her direct stares of lust. Her sly smiles, looks, and flirts told me..If I can somehow get us alone, it's ON. Dinner finishes, and people start to disperse to the living room, bathroom, and other areas of the home's main floor. Then, my opportunity arrived.
"I need a smoke" she advised, pointing her long, sexy forefinger nail towards the basement, which had a separate area used as a spare bedroom. "Come talk to me". Ok, I thought..Go get her!
We weren't downstairs three, maybe five minutes, before my hands started to roam her body, first from behind, then front, lifting the sweater off of her. She smiled, and at first said "Here? What if somebody comes downstairs?", as I was literally stripping her body and nibbling on her neck.
"No worry..Room has entry to storage...Someone comes down, I'll go in storage and you stay in her, get dressed, and act like you were smoking..Turn the fan on" I told her, as Denise herself was undoing my pants and stroking me.
We got naked, and, had ourselves a super-charged fuck on the small bed, including pushing the bed against the wall and bumping a few times. She was so smokey-hot, those dark nails, matching slutty makeup and hair, and her mannersisms that just spoke of..Fuck me, I'm yours. Drove me crazy.
When we finished, sure enough, we heard footsteps coming downstairs. Doing as suggested, I stood up, kissed her twice, deep, and took myself into the storage room to get dressed as she did the same in the spare room. All was great, and she tapped on the door to let me know she was going back upstairs, until I looked in the mirror, luckily before going back upstairs myself...And I noticed her dark, thick lipstick smudged on my lips. And not a little bit. It looked like we traded off a full stick of burgundy lipstick together.
I took care of that, and went back upstairs for pie and coffee, smile on my face and telling myself to act normal and hide the fact I'd just power-fucked my hot sister. She was better at hiding that sort of thing than I was, but, we pulled it off. Nobody knew we'd just been naked and trading bodily fluids downstairs.
This is why I enjoy fucking her so much. She does as told, is wild, and knows how to handle herself.
