âWe are in so much trouble nowâ my sister Eileen said as she walked into my room. I was lying on bed trying to come grips with what I just done; I had raped my sister for all intents and purposes. Sure she liked it in the end, but I had forced myself on her.
âIâm sorry sis,â I said. She came over and sat next to me on the bed and smiled.
âIts ok. I have to say I quiet enjoyed it. I canât believe how much come you shot, my panties are soaked and my pantyhose are ruined.â
âCan I have them then?â I smirked.
âGod, your just like all my boyfriends; sex, sex, sex, thatâs all they think offâ
âWellâ I said looking down at my crotch. Her eyes followed mine and she smiled when she saw bulge there.
âSo soon Mike? God youâve got a recovery rate most girls would love. But youâre not putting that thing near me again with mom asleep in the next room. Its lucky we werenât caught just before.â
I pouted, âBut sis, you turn me onâ I said and reached out and stroked her nylon covered thigh. I could see up her shiny legs up her skirt to the wet nylon covering her pussy. Just knowing that it was my sperm there got me even more aroused.
âI know what I can do for you.â She smiled âBoys love this.â She stood up and left the room. I was so disappointed but she came straight back with sly grin on her face. âYou like to look up my skirt and look at my pantyhose and panties, donât you?â she said. My sister then hopped on the bed and sat directly in front of me. She spread her legs and her white A-line skirt rode up to reveal her silken nylon thighs and come soaked panty crotch that had become almost transparent now it was wet with my semen.
Then she reached down and opened my fly; my hard cock popped straight out. It was red and throbbing and had a smear of pre-come at the tip. âNow I know youâll like thisâ she said and bought her hand out from behind her back. In her fist she had a pair of white nylon pantyhose, I recognised them immediately as momâs, she wore them as part of her nurseâs uniform.
My sister reached out and slowly drew the sheer nylon of my momâs pantyhose over my cock and pulled it taught just like putting on a stocking. I had done this many times to myself of course, but the feel of my sisterâs hand against my nylon-encased cock was exquisite. âOh yes sisâ I moaned.
Eileen had long fingernails, painted slut red of course because she is one. Her long fingers slid lightly up and down my nylon-covered cock; they felt like satin butterflies. I started to moan softly and she took the other leg of the pantyhose, placed her hand inside and began so slowly stroke my balls at the same time. I groaned âOh sis, thatâs lovely. Please donât stopâ