My penis was quickly swelling and throbbing, getting hard and erect. She stared with wide eyes and a smile. She had never seen me naked and erect before, at least to the best of my knowledge. Now she knew everything about my body. In less than a minute I had reached my full erection and my penis pulsed up and down with my heart beat.
I saw her hands let go of the sheet and move back down to her hips. I grabbed the corner of the sheet and pulled it off her body. She wore only a sheer pair of bikini style panties. The waist band was black lace and the front and back panels were yellow. The fabric was see-through, smooth and silky. I could see her neatly trimmed bush on her mons and the very front of the slit in her labia. The fabric was 360 stretch and hugged the form of her body, showing every curve and sexy feature.
Her hands had gone back up to her breasts and she was modestly trying to cover her nakedness. She could cover the breasts completely but her hands conformed to the beautiful mounds of flesh on her chest. It was beautiful.
"I like your panties. Very sexy".
I reached over and lightly stroked my finger-tips across the fabric over her pubic hair and down to her clitoral hood. She tensed and quivered as I stroked the smooth fabric stretched over her mons. The black lace framed her sexiness and accentuated the beauty of her labia lips and clitoral hood. I wanted to bend down and kiss her clit.
She reached for the lace waist band on her panties and began sliding them off her hips. God, I could hardly believe what I was seeing. Her body was beautiful. Every square inch of her flesh was screaming to be stroked, caressed, hugged, kissed and sucked. I was trapped by her feminine magic. I was hers to command. She removed her panties past her feet and held them up for me.
"Put them on".
She didn't have to ask twice. I could see the panty gusset was moist. Her outer and inner labia lips were also moist. The soft flesh glistened in the room light. I wanted to touch her. I could have dropped to my knees and begin licking and sucking those lush folds of skin between her legs. But I could hardly move. The prospect of what was to come was mind numbing.
I thought of all the times I had pulled her panties on over my throbbing penis and looked at myself in the mirror. I thought of all the times I had stroked my penis with her panties as I fantasized about the clitoris and vagina hidden in the soft folds of her vulva. I thought of the times I held the gussets of her used panties to my nose so I could smell the enchanting fragrances from her clitoris and vagina. I felt my penis ready to explode from being so hard.
With knees nearly collapsing I took the panties from her hand. Her fingers touched my fingers and electric sensations shot into my body. I let my knees press into the mattress so my legs didn't buckle beneath me. I slowly raised the panties to my nose so I could inhale her scent. I looked to her face. Her eyes moved between my penis and the panties. When I held the panties to my nose, she stroked her labia with her hand and brought it up to her nose. We both inhaled the sex that was in the air. We were sharing the moment.
"Put them on".
I held the black lace waistband in my hands, bent over and stepped first one foot, then the other through the leg holes. Then I stood back up, sliding the panties up my calves and thighs until the damp gusset was pulled against my crotch. The front panel fabric sent heavenly feelings into my glans as it slid over the pulsing head. I could fall down at any second.
I could see her looking approvingly at my penis snuggled in her panties. The tight panties accented the bulge of the glans, shaft and testicles. She reached out and stroked. My legs shook as her fingers traced down my penis to my testicles. Stroking back up produced the same feelings. My hands instinctively reached down and took hold of her hands. I moved my hands with hers, moaning my approval. I am glad I barged into her room uninvited. These feeling she was giving me were electric
"Make me cum", she said.
I had decided that she was in the process of masturbation when I barged in on her. That's why her panties were so wet. That's probably why she was so flustered with my arrival. I must have interrupted at an inconvenient moment. But I am glad I did interrupt her. It opened the doors to the start of a whole new experience for both of us.
I knew my sister was a hottie. You could tell by just looking at her. She knew she was a hottie and enjoyed being stared at by horny young men such as myself.
She would come down stairs to breakfast wearing nylon nighties that would fall open if she leaned forward to get a spoon or glass of water. She always sat so I would be able to catch the show when she got her serial, poured the milk, sprinkled on sugar, added fruit and savored each spoonful. I could see her breasts and they would jiggle seductively as she moved her arms. Her glorious B sized breasts were beautiful and enchanted me.
When she wore her panties, they were so sheer you had no trouble telling she had pubic hair on her mons and that she kept it trimmed or shaved clean. She would spread her legs and the one-layer gusset would frame the outer and inner labia lips of the vulva. Toward the front of the slit you could see the clitoral hood and the nub of the clit beneath. At the other end you could see the hole of her vagina and the soft flesh that surrounded it. Her body was a wonderland that I wanted to visit and play in forever. Up till now all I had been able to do was look and stare and masturbate with her panties. That was all about to change.
I was still standing next to the bed so I used my hands and voice to tell her to roll over on to her tummy. It was erotic to see the small of her back rise up to the two buttocks. The spine led up to her shoulders and graceful neck. From her buttocks, the thighs and calves led to her ankles and petite feet. This sight was of a body to behold. I was cherishing the view and the pleasure we could derive from the well-formed and smooth flesh. I had to start with her head.
I climbed onto the bed and straddled her butt. I sat my panty covered testicles into the crack between those beautiful mounds of butt cheek flesh. The cheeks were soft to the touch, but she could flex powerful muscles within to give anything between the cheeks a good squeeze. With my palms on each cheek I spread the crack wide open then sat, putting my testicles deep into her crack. Now I was caressed by flesh I had lusted after for years.
I leaned forward and put my fingers into her hair and began to massage her scalp. I would alternate pressure rubbing with fingernail scratching. Stimulation was spread from brow to neck and ear to ear. I got the most response when rubbing firmly where the neck joined the base of the skull. The thumbs worked both sides of the vertebrae and the fingers went on to both sides of the neck. Her shoulders flexed rhythmically with the massage.
I moved on to her ear lobes, cheeks and chin before finishing with her head. I stroked lightly over her closed eyelids and down her nose. I also stroked across her lips from side to side. A rub on her temples finished the ministrations to her head and scalp. I was rewarded by the first of many clenches by her butt cheeks on anything that was placed in that crack.
Then it was on to her shoulders. Starting at the neck, I worked on the tops of the shoulders moving to the outside and down her arms. Then I would knead the flesh on the back of her arms as I worked back up to the arm pits. I slid my fingers down between her arms and her rib cage marveling at both the softness of the skin and firmness of her flesh. As I moved down her rib cage, I tried to go deep enough to be able to reach my fingers on to her breasts. I could only feel a small amount of fleshy breast fat and muscle. I yearned with anticipation for my encounter with her breasts.
I worked up and down the shoulders and arms many, many times. The more I worked the flesh and muscle the more squeaks and moans came from her mouth. No hugs from her butt, she was lost in my massage.
The spinal column down her back was a special place for me. There was such a wide expanse of flesh and skin to stroke, massage and fondle. And her skin was perfect. The tan lines from her bikini top were distinct and marked where my application of suntan lotions started and stopped. The flesh and muscle was thin on the backbone and ribs. The bones of her frame were well defined. When I got to the small of her back there was more muscle and I could massage deeper and harder. She responded with deeper moans and longer squeals. She enjoyed this deep tissue massage and gave me many butt hugs as I worked.
The way she was reacting to my massage, I'm thinking her back was one of her many erogenous zones. She reacted the most when I got down to the top of her hips and buttocks. It was easy to massage around to the front of her hips and get fingers onto her mons. This made her buck her hips when I rubbed on the front like that. Another erogenous zone to make note of for the future.
I slid back so I could get between her legs as I sat on my calves and knees. Right at my knees I could see the crack in her vulva that ran from the vagina down and to the front with her clitoris. I now had access to the largest and fleshiest and sexiest muscle mass on her body. I could press fingers and palms way into her butt muscles and work them around. I could push down and out and watch her butt cheeks spread and expose her clenched anus. Hot, Hot, Hot. And I could rub the fleshy muscles on the outsides of her hip bones. I was getting her most verbal reactions to my massage technique.
I worked that soft flesh all the way around her hips from the back crack up to the intersection of her legs with her mons. Reactions to rubbing on the mons were about equal to those I got by pushing and probing on and in her butt cheek muscles. This part of her body was amazing. The skin was so smooth and soft. The flesh was deep and sensuous but the muscles were powerful in their response to certain touches. She most liked a hard deep massage followed by light, stroking fingertips dragging over all the skin of her hips and butt.
I slid further down the bed until I was at her ankles. Now I could massage the deep tissue on the backs of her thighs and calves. She liked it when I spent time on the insides of her thighs up by the vulva. When I got close to the vulva, she would dig her fingers into the bedding and bury her face as deep into the bed as she could. She instinctively spread her legs to give me better access to her labia. I'm thinking she likes this part of her body being touched. So, I did it more. Light stroking had the same effect. It was empowering to see her quiver and moan as my fingertips stroked over her smooth skin.
