I am an America and raised, thus I lived the modernized way, and experienced things as such. I had known the pleasures of sliding into a woman's wetness, but never had my cock been touched by a tongue. Never, that is, until my now. I'm no stud. But, by the time I was 20, I was no stranger to sex. I had sex in parked cars, motel rooms, and even the house of the girl's parents. But it was always climb-on, stick it in, wham-bam sex. I tried to lick one pussy but the girl stopped me. Said it was nasty. If girls thought that was nasty, I knew that they would never do what I wanted. More than anything else in the world, I wanted a blow job. I wanted a girl to drink my cum.
My sister, Ashna, was home from college for the summer. She is two years older than me. I've watched her make out with her boyfriends since I turned 14 and discovered sex.
It had been awhile since I had watched her. But a couple of months ago, I came home from a date really frustrated. My balls ached. My date had let me undress her. Suck her beautiful tits. Finger her juicy snatch. But called a halt when I tried to stick it in. She wouldn't even jack me off.
I was in my room with my favorite magazine. Open to a picture of a guy being sucked off. I was going to beat my meat. Suddenly, I heard my sister giggling in the living room. The folks were gone for the weekend. So I knew she would let her date go pretty far. I decided to watch.
I crawled down the hall and positioned myself just outside the living room door. I had a perfect view of them sitting on the couch. He had his arm around her shoulder. His hand was already down her blouse. Playing with her ample tits. She was playing hard to get. But not too hard. She made him work for it. But before long, he managed to get her blouse off. Her hard nipples pushed against the material of the thin bra.
Ashna is a real tease. She kept pulling one side of the bra off of a tit. Letting him nibble. Then covering it back up. Only to feed him the other delicious melon. The boy had a lump in his pants bigger than my fist. Ashna would squeeze it once on a while, but she wouldn't set it free. She was driving the boy crazy. My hand was wrapped around my pole as I watched. I kept up a slow steady stroke. I wanted it to last. Didn't want to come too soon.
It took him another half hour to get her dress off. She is really sexy in only panties and bra. The crotch of her panties was set. The silken material clung to the swollen lips of her pussy.
She let the boy get his hands between her sweet legs a few times. Just long enough to stroke her hot lips. But, before he could get his hand under the leg band, she'd push him away.. She wanted it as bad as he did. I knew that. But he didn't. "Take off my panties, Ray." She whispered.
She didn't have to ask twice. He was on his knees pulling the silken sheath from her hairy treasure in an instant. Ashna even lifted her hips off the couch to help him. The lips of her wet pussy peeked out from her bush. They wanted to be kissed. I wanted to kiss them. Even if it was nasty.
She pulled Ray's head toward her mawling snatch. He didn't resist. This was new. I'd never seen Ashna let a boy lick her pussy. Guess she was older and wiser, now. Ray went to work on her wet lips and swollen clit like he knew what he was doing. He soon had Ashna squirming and wiggling all over the couch. She held his head against her pussy and humped as she groaned and came for the first time.
Finally, she released the boy's head. He pulled away, smiling and licking the juice from his lips. His face was slick and shiny with her cunt juice.
