Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 73162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
“Just wear your underwear,” she tells me. She half sits up and slips off the white robe she’s been wearing over her nightgown. I have to bite back a moan when I see how fucking see-through the white silk of the gown is. Though the room is lit only by a small bedside lamp, I can clearly see her tight, dark pink nipples pressing against the thin fabric.
“I shouldn’t,” I say, and my voice comes out hoarse.
“Why not? We’re family—there’s no harm sharing a bed,” she objects. “Hurry up and get in—I’m tired and I have to get up early.”
Her bossy tone has returned, though it’s half sleepy too. I wonder if she has any idea what she’s asking. Or is she really so naïve and trusting that she believes I can sleep beside her all night and not want her?
Of course I can keep my hands to myself—I have self-control and I’m not a fucking monster. But I know for a fact I’m going to be fantasizing about her all night, especially after seeing her bare breasts under the thin silk nightgown.
Reluctantly, I slip out of my jeans and t-shirt, work boots and socks, which leaves me wearing nothing but a pair of black boxer-briefs. I wish now that Branson had bought me regular baggy boxers. These hug tight to my body, outlining my aching erection which by now feels like it’s going to explode.
I need to go to the bathroom and take care of this now…but if I do, Sunny might guess what I’m doing. I decide to get in bed with her and wait until she falls asleep again before I slip out to take care of business.
I turn off the light and slide into bed beside her, pulling the sheet and quilt up over both of us, but Sunny pushes her side down again.
“Too hot!” she complains, though she was cold earlier. She’s laying on her back, slightly turned to me. In the moonlight streaming through the window beside the bed, I can still clearly see the outline of her full breasts and tight nipples. Also, her nightgown has somehow ridden up again, once more showing her lacy little panties. Her thighs are parted, giving me an excellent view.
I grit my teeth and try to look away. God damn it! Does she have any idea what kind of show she’s putting on?
But a glance at her face shows that no, of course she doesn’t know—she’s out again. Apparently she woke up just long enough to boss me into bed with her and then went right back to sleep.
Looking at her luscious body—her full curves, tight nipples, and thick thighs—I feel like I can’t stand it anymore. Another glance at her face lets me know she’s really asleep. Feeling desperate, I pull down my boxer-briefs and take hold of my shaft.
I know I should go to the bathroom to do this, but I can’t wait one more fucking minute for relief! Also, I can’t stop looking at Sunny—she’s so fucking beautiful. I don’t touch though—I just look while I slowly stroke my aching cock and imagine what it would be like to rip that thin white nightgown off her and suck those pink nipples.
I want to slide my cock into her tight little pussy and feel her wet warmth all around me…I want to hear her moan my name as I pound into her. I don’t think I could be gentle—not the first time, anyway. I want her too badly and it’s been too long since I’ve had a woman. I just want to fill her over and over until I flood her sweet pussy with my cum and she begs me not to stop…
It doesn’t take me long—I’ve been on the edge for what feels like hours.
“God, baby,” I breathe harshly as my balls get tight and I feel my orgasm building. “God, so fucking beautiful! Why do you have to be so fucking hot?”
And then I’m coming—my cock jerking in my hand as rope after rope of pearly white seed paints my belly.
Sunny stirs in her sleep, moaning softly. The movement makes her breasts jiggle, which makes me come even harder. God damn it, why does she have to have such big, beautiful tits?
Thankfully, she doesn’t wake up. She sleeps through my entire orgasm, which is a damn good thing. What the hell would she think of me if she saw me, jerking off to my own little sister? Of course she’s not really my sister, but you know what I mean.
Feeling drained, I go to the bathroom at last and clean up my mess. When I get back to the bedroom, Sunny has turned on her side and is shivering. I slide in beside her and pull the covers up over both of us. This time she doesn’t protest, though she does sigh and murmur as she burrows deeper into the cushy mattress. Then she scoots back some, until her lush bottom is pressed to my crotch and her back is against my chest.