I have an older sister who is 3 years my senior; and while I had the odd fleeting fantasy about her, they were always just that, a fleeting moment tha...t i would never imagine coming true.As a young teenager living at home I remember diving through the dirty laundry trying to find mums bras and panties to hide away in my room for a few days before i'd return them hoping to avoid suspicion. I didnt really know what to do with them in my possession but i remember dressing a pillow up and packing. I took as much as I could and watched as he curled his hands into fists to stop him from pushing me too far. I appreciated his restraint and sucked his cock gently before tapping his hand, hoping he'd understand what it meant. It seemed he did because, after a brief hesitation, he tangled his hands in my hair and thrust his cock forward. I relaxed my throat, allowing him to go deeper and gave him the control he craved. When his thrusts became more erratic, I managed to pull away and stand. I. As I heard the door close I decided tonight's Charlie's lucky night.It was easy to spot Charlies as I eyes scanned his body looked down a the huge bulge in his front pants. I walked right up to him and said Karen not feeling well and had to leave but did not want you to be alone, buy me a drink? Sure, bartender, Not here Charlie back at your place lets go. Taking his hand we got into his car and arrived at his place.As he opened the door she press him against the wall and kiss him , pressing my. He spun, and again it came up on Dee. We all paused for a second, making sure she would be okay with it, but then Mark reached around behind and unclasped her bra. It fell forward and her breasts came tumbling out for all to see. It was the frist time I had known my wife to have bared herself to anyone but me. It left me oddly aroused, which made the hand stroking my upper thigh feel even better. I looked down and realized that, again, it was Sarah. Her left hand was rubbing the inside of my.