She had lots of friends, and garnered nonstop attention from guys, leaving many girls jealous. She didn't have my sisters number but knew where she lived.
Anyways Amy saw me looking at this pic on my phone one day and she didn't say anything, even though I thought for sure I was busted. It wasn't long before I heard my phone start to vibrate notifications and it was my sister Lindsey was texting me.
Her damp, slinky garment pressed into my nostrils and mouth; my boner was instantaneous, and I had become dizzy from the enormously deep breath and pussy fumes. Lindsey had been using the guest room for the past couple days while her room was being painted.
She was spending that night at a boyfriends however, so I was to use the guest room which she was supposed to have cleaned out for me.
She was 18 at the time and I was horny but unsure of how to respond to my emerging impure thoughts.
I remember how guilty I felt after I inhaled her strong musk for the first time... I recalled a time after I had moved out of the house when I had come back to stay for a night.
A few lucky guys marched by, mouths agape at the lewd display being offered by two beautiful young teens. I had hurt and betrayed her trust one time too many.
She had her back arched, sticking her ass out towards the camera.
She was grinned and waved at me from the top of the stairs, covered only by a towel. It didn't look like Lindsey was expecting too many people over...
not that she was one to ever plan or prepare many parties.
It wasn't until months later we were in for middle of breaking up when she dropped it. I see how you look at her sometimes you fuckin sicky!! "Hey Paul your girlfriends acting like a weird bitch over here." "Yeah we just broke up...
She was really upset and talking a lot of crazy shit.." I responded, attempting to discredit any possible troubling revelations...