The night of the incident it was really hot and I couldn't sleep. At some stage of the evening I was lying in bed completely bleary-eyed and wanted to see what my sister was doing, but more - wearing while she slept. I slowly and quietly crept down the stairs to her bedroom, making sure not to make a sound. It felt as though it took forever. When I finally made it into her bedroom I noticed that she was just wearing one of my dad's old button down shirts with the sleeves cut off, and a thong. I immediately felt myself stiffen. I made my way over to the side of the bed, again taking forever for fear the floor squeaks would awaken her, and I nudged the bed. She didn't awaken. I stood next to the bed and began stroking my cock inside my shorts considering my next move.
The streetlight had shown through the curtains and I could barely make out the buttons on her shirt, but I slowly began to undo them. After I opened her shirt to reveal those firm D-cups. My mouth began to water. I was stroking myself harder. All of a sudden I just had to be inside her. I moved my mouth down to just on top of her nipple and I began to breathe; her nipples quickly responded and I began to suck on them. She stirred and I thought I was completely busted but she only moved enough for the shirt to open entirely exposing both of her perfect breasts. I couldn't believe my luck. I kept sucking on her tits and her breathing began to change - deeper and prolonged. I took my hand and began caressing her pussy through her thong. I couldn't believe it: 'is it possible that she's not going to wake up?' I asked myself. She was completely mine for the taking. I slid her thong to the side. She stirred again and again I thought she would bust me, but she seemed to be helping me. I began to wonder whether this was happening or not, or maybe, whether she was asleep or not. Her thong out of the way, I started fingering her pussy - all the while licking and sucking her firm tits. I honestly couldn't believe it was happening. She began to moan softly.