Tbhi uske dad ne wo mohalla chhod diya.Main ye sunakr bahu hi khus hua, aur maine soch liya ki ab to jald hi ek chut ka banduast ho jayega.Main next d...y unke ghar me gaya, us time unki mummy aur wo ghar par thi, unki mummy ko mainn chachi bolta tha, chachi angan me kuchh kam kar rahi thi aur didi kitchen me thi, maine jaldi se kitchen me chala gaya aur didi ke piche khada ho gaya, didi ko pata hi nahi chala aur jaise hi wo piche ghumi, unke boobs mujhse takragaye, aur unho ne slave ke sahare. .."Come in slut."i did as i was told. It was vary dark, no lights on at all. The door closed behind me, as soon as it did it seemed as if every light in the house came on all at once. My eyes could not adjust fast enough. She didn't care, she wanted what she wanted when she wanted it."Don't act as if this is your first time slut, you know the drill. Take off your clothes and put them in the basket by the door."The fact that i always had to put all my belongings in the basket always made me. The grass was green, but the trees hadn't yet started to show much sign of leafing out. We talked about the presentation, and the day, and about work. We admired the beauty of the weather and the campus. Outside the student center building we sat on a bench. My arm automatically draped over the back of the bench toward where she sat. It wasn't a standard park bench size, it was cozier than that. I would like to say that we sat hip to hip and she slid back against into the crook of my arm. She. My sister is beautiful. She has long, deep, brown hair thatflows to just below her shoulders. She has light, greeneyes and the prettiest face imaginable. Her body is shapelyin an appealingly athletic way, strong, firm yet soft andsensuous. She is slightly taller than me and just under twoyears older. I love her.I was fifteen, nearly sixteen when it started. I was in aweof her. She was popular, not just with the boys but withthe girls also. The head cheerleader, a top student andeveryone's.