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I was desperately trying to find a way to screw my older sister. The thought of my cock in her cunt was thrilling & embarrassing at the same time.
I would so often see her walking around the house in her short skirts & tight fitting tops. I imagined what her body would look like without the excuse of clothes she used to wear. Why did she have to dress in such skimpy clothes? I wondered if she wanted to get screwed by any man she came in contact with? I had not seen her with a boyfriend since she came over from the college. I knew she was not a virgin. If she had not already been taken in the back of a car when she was in school (She was a cheer leader), she definitely would not have been able to escape from all those horny bastards in college! The idea of her being taken by guys in some filthy back of a car, while watching some B-grade movie in a mall, filled me with lustful jealousy. I wondered & wished why I couldn't have taken her myself before she was de-flowered by some horny little prick whom she hardly knew! I mean I had the chance to do her. We had spent countless nights together when she would fall asleep with me while watching TV.
She was not good in studies. I often wondered how she got into a prestigious college like Yale? Maybe she cock sucked her way to college.
Sometimes When I would go to the loo, I would see her panties & bra lying on the shelf. I would sometimes grab them & smell them, I would fantasize the how the bra would cover those deliciously ripe titties of my darling sister. I would imagine her putting her bra on her breasts. I would imagine how she would slide those panties onto her precious little cunt hole.
I knew I could no longer keep chickening out in my mission to screw my sister. I had an opportunity to be alone with my sister for the 3 days as our parents were going to be out of the city on vacation.
I was finally alone with my sister. We planned to watch a movie on TV that night. We gathered popcorn & started watching 'Blame it on Rio'. I couldn't decide whether to ogle at Demi Moore or at my sister.
We were sitting together, chatting about various things. I kept glancing at her boobs that were just straining against her tight t-shirt. She caught me looking at them.
"Do you like them?" She asked.
I lied, " No. I was not looking".
She gave a sly grin. Then she said, "OK. It's not a crime to get a hard on when you look at a woman's breasts"