I spent a lot of time thinking about my sister wanting me to be the first to fuck her. I knew it was wrong but I also knew that I wanted to do it. J...an and I were alone at home in the living room and Mom would not be home for a couple of hours when she said, "it's been days from when you last rubbed my pussy. Don't you want to do it any more? Don't you like it? There's still a couple of weeks left in the month." "Come over here and I'll show you that I like it." Before she got across the. I love how innocent you are, almost like a little girl.”“I guess that's because in this situation I am a little girl again, finding out all about my body. And all about your body too, of course.” I giggled and pressed my fingers against her pussy through her panties again. “Do you always get so wet so easily?”“It might be easier to ask me when I'm not wet,” she laughed. “Even the sight of another woman can have me gushing. And that can be quite embarrassing, let me tell you, girl.”I slipped my. This scenario really turned me on but I was still concerned about the large dildo. My cock was rock hard as I pulled on the panties which felt wonderful against my hard cock. Then I slipped on the stockings and suspender belt followed by the pleated skirt, white blouse and school tie. Finally I put on the blonde, pigtailed wig which made me feel a bit silly and I looked at myself in the full length mirror fixed to the lounge wall. I was amazed at how I looked and even though the wig looked a. My heart was throbbing in my chest. My legs ached from strained muscles hardly used. My breasts were racked with pain from jostling up and down painfully without the right support. What the fuck... breasts. My hands shook as they reached for the DD melons attached to my chest. I couldn't mistake the monsters that were almost constantly in my sight. Looking down, my blond hair got into my eyes. My hair isn't blond. My hair isn't this long."There you are beautiful. You shouldn't have run from us..