I’d just turned sixteen two weeks ago. I had just finished playing tennis and was on my way to Christine’s house. I knocked on the door and Christ...ne answered, I looked into her crystal blue eyes and she smiled back at me, the little dimples on her cheeks deepened. ‘Hiya.’ She said. ‘Hiya.’ I replied. ‘Come in then, we’ve got the house to ourselves until about tenish, mum and dad are away tonight, wedding anniversary and Gill’s at work.’ Christine commented. Gill was Christine’s older sister.. ” Now I was very horny. Talking about peeking and jerking off with someone was making me remember how much fun it was doing it.“When I peeked at you it was only because you left your door open,” Donna said. “It was almost as though you wanted to be caught.” It had never occurred to me before, but maybe I did want my sister to see me jerking off. Certainly the thought of her watching my most secret ritual excited me. “But I didn’t go out of my way to see your little dingy.” Donna continued.“Come. Fuck it! Ron whispered, as without waking his redheaded slut of a sister, Ron slowly moved his hips up and down, driving his cock in and out of her as she continued to sleep. The entire room was quiet as Ron slowly fucked his little sister for the next ten minutes, ignoring the increasingly painful headache now pounding away in his temples. Ginny was still asleep, but clearly enjoying a very pleasurable dream as Ron grabbed her pert little juicy ass and squeeze it with each thrust. It took a. She confessed that there had been times when she had caned someone and had come home and brought herself off just thinking about it and sometimes, she had hit herself with a stick or slipper or something to try to bring these feelings on, but it had just not been the same. That afternoon, however had been a revelation, but it had taken a long time for her to realise it and her first reaction had been to want to get me into a position where she could reduce my backside to bloody shreds. I.