I can't believe what I have been thinking. After all she is my best friend's sister. I have been staying with him during the first part of our summer after graduation. I lie here every night and watch her do the most amazing things, sort of a ritual, before she goes to bed. But I am getting a bit ahead of myself. As I said, I am staying for part of the summer with the family of my best friend from college. His name is Dave, mine is Sebastian, Sebastian Robin, call me Bash. Having just graduated, I was looking forward to starting my new job as an investigator with his Father's company. But, again back to the important stuff. Her name is Angel, a very descriptive handle. She is just eighteen years old, about 5'1", long auburn hair and big brown eyes. She is very petite, has a lovely ass and firm breasts. Her personality is just like her name.
I have been here for a week and she and I have had a few interesting conversations. Mostly about her lack of a sex life. She told me it's her choice, she just wants to wait for somebody special. I've heard about how she has let a couple of the boys from school have a little treat and play with her, and the football player she gave the blow job after the homecoming game, while he returned the favor on her. But only someone special would take her virginity. The room that I have been staying in is right next to hers, I can even see into her room through the corner window. That's the real problem. You see, every night it's the same thing. She has a little ritual that she goes through every night before bed. She enters the bedroom and lights a few candles on her dresser. Usually, she is wearing a mid-drift T-shirt and either very short shorts or a tiny mini skirt.
See...... there she is now. Watch, first, she stands in front of the mirror and admires herself, and then she slowly removes her shorts or skirt. Each times the same. Then she is standing only in the shorty top and silky panties, always silk. She turns to see her little ass in the mirror and smiles as her hands examine her breasts. Never have I seen her in a bra. Next, the top is removed and once again she stands and appreciates her body, as do I. First she moistens one finger and circles her nipple on the left breast, then a finger on the other hand and another circle around the right nipple. Then thumb and finger are licked and she pinches and pulls on the left nipple, and repeats for the right. This is continued a few more times with each nipple. After which she sits on the corner of the bed, slides back, lies on the bed, and raises both legs up into the air, slowly. She then lifts her ass and slips off the silky material that covers her, lowers her legs and places her feet on the bed. This leaves her knees bent and me a perfect view of her lovely pussy. Her head rests on a couple of pillows so that she has the same view as me. Back to licking one finger and sliding it along the slit of her pussy, teasing the light wispy hair. Then a repeat performance with the other hand. Needles to say, I am doing a little handling of my own.
Finally, she rewards me with a view of her parted lips as she seeks out her clit. Taking the small, sensitive bit of flesh between her thumb and finger, she softly pinches as she rubs. The look on her face is breathtaking. The other hand is given the envious task of entering the folds and pushing past the moistened lips of that spectacular pussy. The steady building, in and out rhythm, combined with the gentle teasing, soon has her lifting her ass off the bed to meet each ever-deepening push of her fingers. Her eyes now closed, I can see she is about to cum. As I am about to join her I also lay back my head and close my eyes. Missing the site of her, I slowly open my eyes for another look and realize that she is gone; she is not on her bed. At almost the same time I hear a soft voice behind me say, " Hi, is that for me?" Startled, I cover my lap with my hands and look around to see that I had forgotten to lock my door, and Angel was standing in the doorway, bare as a newborn, still teasing the soft hairs between her legs.
She tells me not to be embarrassed; she has been waiting for me to take the hint for a week. That's why she started this delightful ritual of hers. She tells me, "If you can see me, what makes you think that I can't see you too?" But having waited long enough, she just decides to take matters into her own hands. With that she takes my hands away from their resting place and tells me she would love to see my cock. She reaches forward and gentle strokes me, looking into my eyes for a brief second or two. Then very slowly and gently she licked my shaft and squeezed my balls. I was in heaven; I won't be able to keep this up for very long at all. She circles her tongue around the head and then slides her mouth down until I can feel myself in her throat.. A few more licks and I am exploding into that sweet little mouth as she swallows every drop. When I am again able to control my eyelids, she is looking into my eyes, her lip glistening with the last traces of my cum. She says, "You know, I have always thought that you were very special". Then she slides onto the bed beside me and lays her head on my still heaving chest. Then I pull her close to me and can feel her heart beating against my chest. Her nipples are pressing into my flesh and her hands are playing with the hair on my chest. As she raises her head from me, kissing me, and running her tongue around my nipples, I take her tiny face in my hands and kiss her tenderly on her warm soft lips.
"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I can't believe that you want me."
