Jim hadn't seen his sister for over three years, but out of the blue she had phoned and said that she wanted to visit for a couple of weeks. As she stepped off the plane Jim recognized Chrissie immediately. Now she wore boring 'married woman' clothes, but he could see that she had maintained her shapely figure. A figure he knew very well. Jim's mind slipped back to when he was a young boy of sixteen and the first time he had happened past his eighteen year old sister's slightly open bedroom door, and seen a quick flash of skin. He couldn't be sure what he had seen, but he was certain that she had been wearing no clothes. From that day on he had taken every opportunity he could to pass by Chrissie's door and, when he thought it safe, to linger and wait. He had quickly found out what were the best times to pass by, and these times were always followed by frenzied masturbation session in his own room or the bathroom.
As time went by Jim had seen everything his beautiful older sister had to offer. Her nice tight ass, her beautiful firm tits and the light covering of her most tempting cunt. Of course that was as far as it went. Jim was constantly frustrated that this beautiful creature was his sister and so he could only look. But he found himself in a state of constant arousal, and his dick took quite a pounding.
Shortly before her marriage to Paul they had gone out for drinks together. Jim had a few too many, and in a moment of indiscretion had admitted to spying on her. Chrissie turned red but replied that she had known and had set up situations for Jim to see her naked. She said that it made her feel sexy, and wanted. But at that moment some of their friends had turned up and they had never spoken about it again.
"What are you dreaming about Jimmy?"
Jim was snapped back to the present.
"Oh, nothing. Just remembering something important. You look good." Later that night Jim locked up the house and made his way down the corridor to his bedroom. He saw a small sliver of light at the edge of Chrissie's door. He couldn't believe it. He made his way quietly to the door and peered through the tiny crack.
Chrissie was standing with her back to the door, her long shapely legs stretched out from beneath the shirt that she wore. Her silky black hair tumbled down below her shoulders. Jim felt himself harden as he noticed her reflection in the mirror. Her hand moved up to the buttons on her shirt and quickly opened them. She leaned forward to get her hair brush from the dressing room table and it became obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra. Jim could see the curve of her breast, and just as her nipple was about to come into view, she straightened and began brushing her hair. The curve of her 38 inch breasts remained in view, but the thin fabric of her shirt had settled over her nipple.
Jim was hard as a rock and his hand stroked up and down his shaft as he strained to see through the narrow opening.
When Chrissie was finished brushing her hair she stood and quickly removed her pants, revealing a flash of the firm round ass that Jim remembered from his youth. The last time Jim had seen that ass, Chrissie had been 19. Now she was 35, but neither the years nor the birth of her son 15 years ago had done much to alter her charms. She was in magnificent shape.
At that moment Chrissie dropped the shirt off her shoulders, revealing her gorgeous tits completely. Jim's eyes widened at her fully erect nipples. She crossed out of sight, and the light went out. Jim made his way to bed and, not for the first time, masturbated to the memory of his sister's beautiful body. As he drifted off to sleep he wondered if his sister had deliberately exposed herself to him again, and he remembered those erect nipples. She had been as horny as hell. Jim's last thought was to wonder if she was playing with herself and fantasizing about future shows that she would perform for him. He thought he heard a little cry from down the corridor as he drifted off to sleep.
The next morning Jim woke to the sound of the shower running in the bathroom that connected his room with the guest bedroom. He started to imagine the water running over his sister's gorgeous body. His prick started to harden, and it was then he made his decision. He wanted Chrissie and he was going to have her.
The sound of running water stopped. Jim put on his robe, crossed to the bathroom door and entered. Chrissie turned and, surprised for a moment, stood fully exposed. Jim took in her beautiful full tits and the light covering of dark hair on her now exposed cunt. Then she reached for a towel and wrapped it around her body.
"Oh Jimmy! You can have the bathroom in a moment. I just want to clean my teeth, then I'll be finished."
Jim replied "Take off that towel, I want to see you naked."
"What?"
"Take off the towel, now."
"Jimmy, I'm your sister."
" That didn't stop you from putting on a little show for me last night did it?"
She blushed. "What are you talking about?"
Jim could have reached out and taken the towel, but he wanted her to do it. "You know what I mean, you used to do it when we were kids, and you started again last night. But this is my house and we will play by my rules"
"Jimmy."
Jim was tired of waiting. Before Chrissie knew what was happening, he grabbed her by the shoulder, turned her around, bent her over the wash basin and brought his hand down on her now exposed backside.
"Ow!" Crack! "Ow Jimmy!"
Jim growled, "Be quiet."
Crack. Crack. "Ahhh." Crack. Crack. "Yeahhh"
Jim turned her round to face him again. "Now are you ready to behave yourself and tell the truth?"
"I'm sorry Jimmy, I did do it on purpose last night. But I thought you'd like it. I won't do it again, I promise."
"Yes, you will. In fact you are going to do it now. Get rid of the towel."
Chrissie hesitated.
"Do you need another lesson on how to behave yourself?"
"No, Jimmy." she quietly replied as her hand slowly moved up to the place where her towel was fastened.
The towel dropped to the floor. Jim noted that her nipples were erect again. His first instinct was to reach out and pinch them, but he wanted to savor the moment. He ordered her to put her hands on the back of her head, she complied and in doing so, pushed her tits forward. Then he told her to turn round, she did, and slowly her ass came into view, the marks that his hand had left glowed red on her soft white skin. He was hard as a rock now, but he had to maintain his self control.
She continued to turn and her tits came back into view. She was so aroused that they raised and lowered on her ragged breathing. Jim knew that if he could control himself for a little longer he would have her right where he wanted her. She was facing him now.
"Stop," he said quietly, not wanting to break the spell. "You're enjoying this aren't you?"
"No Jimmy ... I ..."
"In a moment I am going to put my hand between your legs and if I find that you have lied to me, you will be punished. But before I do, I will give you another chance, if you tell the whole truth your punishment will not be as severe. Are you enjoying this?"
She hesitated for a moment the replied, "Yes, Jimmy, having you want to see me like this makes me feel so sexy and wanted, and you are so strong with me ... I'm a little scared ... but I don't want it to stop."
Again a red tinge colored her face, and she dropped her head in embarrassment. Jim moved forward and reached down between her legs. Her whole body jumped and she breathed in sharply. She pushed her warm moist cunt forward and Jim eased his finger inside her. She started to moan and rub her clit against his hand. With his free hand Jim began to massage her tits, pinch her nipples and tug on them. He slid his mouth over her nipple and gently bit it. She went wild, about to explode in a massive orgasm. Then Jim stepped away.
She cried out in anguish but maintained her position. "Jimmy, please, let me come! Please!
"We need to get the rules straight first Chrissie."
"Rules? Please, Jimmy, I'm so close!"
