Growing up, my sister and I shared a bathroom located between our rooms. Being a year older than me, she thought it was hers and I was an unwelcome invader. Whether she was careless or just torturing her little brother, she used to leave he door ajar while she had her friends over, male and female. Once I began having girls over to my room, I returned the favor and left my door ajar.
Did she ever spot me watching in the shadows of the dark bathroom or was that the intention? Did she know I enjoyed her watching those times I'd detect her presence in the darkened shared bathroom?
She decided to attend a local college and returned home many weekends. College life agreed with her if her sexual appetite was any indication. I had just graduated high school and turned 18 when she began bringing home an athletic black guy on weekends when mom and dad were out of town. I'm sure they wouldn't have cared so I'm not sure why sis did it.
Our local electronics store had a terrific sale on small memory card camcorders. While my summer job paid decent wages, I was saving for tuition, books, and most important, parties. Getting the camcorder so cheap was a stroke of luck. I picked up an accessory package with tripod, case, and two memory cards. I couldn't wait to record my sister's antics.
That weekend my parents went to one of their many out of town functions. Both were very active in their chosen professions, the associated societies of the professions, and various volunteer opportunities. I thanked their civic mindedness as I darkened the lights in my room, opened the door to our shared bathroom, and set up the tripod with camera peering through the cracked door to my sister's room. I hit the record button.
I had heard her come in not a minute ago and already the beautiful black stud had her top off and was licking and sucking my sister's ample breasts. I say he was beautiful because he had the delicate features os a girl though his body was ripped. I'd been half tempted to see if he had a younger sister.
My sister arched her back, thrusting her breasts at his face as his lips and tongue worked magic as he worked magic judging by her moaning. Her hands played in his short cropped hair as he held her with his arms around her waist.
She pulled him up for a kiss then peeled off his tee shirt revealing his rippling muscles. That guy had to spend hours in the gym to achieve that look. She kissed his chest, her hands caressing his well defined muscles. She kissed and licked slowly lower. I because painfully aware of the huge bulge in my paints just before sis leaned back to unbuckle his belt followed by unbuttoning his jeans. I heard the sound of his zipper as her teeth pulled it down, her eyes looking up and locked with his.
She peeled his jeans down and freed his huge black cock. Fully 10 inches and a bit thicker than average. Sis let her hair brush against it as she untied and removed his shoes and socks. Freed of his pants which she tossed on the chair, she turned her attention to that chocolate stick.