My sister has always been a tease. She teases me at every opportunity. She could never get enough. I love her, but her torture is too much. I sleep in the nude, enjoying the nice cool sheets on my bed.
My sister's torturous ideas are just weird. She would flash me her bra or the top of her panties, then act like nothing has happened. Once, she walked around me and my room wearing just a skimpy bikini. I got the last laugh though. When she came around the tenth time, I jumped her and took her bikini off. She was surprised, but didn't move to take the cloth from me.
I handed it back to her, after taking a good look at her body. She coyly and rubbed herself against me for a second and took the little covering with her and sashayed across the hall, bending a little to give me a better look at her.
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That was about two weeks ago. My sister has kept her clothes on for the most point since then. She has on occasion stripped off her clothes and wiggled her butt at me for a second. She knows she gives me hardons. I get up and head towards the bathroom, wrapping a robe lightly around me.
I turn and see my sister is getting up. I go and start to shut the door to the bathroom. My sister stops the door. I get back a little and ask her what she's doing. She tells me that she wants to take a shower. I tell her she'll have to wait for me first. She tells me that she can't wait, stomping her foot. Her breasts jiggling catches my gaze for a second.
She notices and pushes me towards the shower. I shrug and climb in the shower, discarding my towel. She climbs in after me and gets behind me. We share the bar of soap and try to avoid looking at each other. She asks me to wash her back. I readily agree and turn around as she does. I soap up my hands and gently stroke and caress her back, working the suds in to her muscles.
She turns around and pins me against the wall, pushing her chest against mine. I lean forward and kiss her, gently sucking her lip. My hands find her hardened nipples and tweak the little nibs. Her hands find me hard and throbbing. She strokes my length, making me gasp. She guides me to her, the engorged lips hot against me. I lift her up and rammed my length all the way in to her in one stroke.