Love is comlicated. Set up_(0)
Love is comlicated. Set up_(0)
| Sex Story Author: | StOrYtElLeR123 |
| Sex Story Excerpt: | Breakfast is ready and she didn’t want it to get cold,” she replied with a slight smile, almost like she |
| Sex Story Category: | Fantasy |
| Sex Story Tags: | Fiction |
It was a normal morning in my daily life. The beeping from my phone echoed through my ears as I woke up at 7 am on Monday. The light that leaked in to my room through my window went across the gray carpet to my door. I slowly sat up as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. I sat on my full size bed in only boxers as my morning wood was poking up from my lap. I got up and slouched as I tiredly walked to my own personal bathroom. I turned on the water and let it warm as I took some mouth wash to rid the morning breath taste from my mouth. I dropped my boxers and stepped in to the shower. The warm water hit my body and ran down my body taking the soap as it fell. As suds filled around my feet I finished washing my hair and took care of my morning wood. Usually I would think of my girlfriend Ashley as I jacked off, but lately my sister Jessica filled my mind and seeing her smooth, naked body was all I could think of. When I was done I shut off the shower and stepped out. After I dried off I wrapped the towel around my waist and looked at myself in the mirror. I am not the most gorgeous person in the world. I am about 150 and 6 foot nothing and an 8 inch dick. I have short black hair that I cut almost once a month so it doesn’t get too long. I have a light six pack and I don’t care too much to work hard on getting ripped, but I wish I would get a little more muscle.
I walk out to find Jessica sitting on my bed. She is about 5 foot 7 inches and has some of the smoothest skin I have ever seen. She sits with her legs crossed hands on her knees in short shorts and a t shirt that isn’t exposing the cleavage of her C breasts, but is tight enough you can see their shape perfectly. Her blonde hair sets upon her shoulders and shines in the light from the window and she ever so slightly smiles up at me, her red lipstick making her lips contrast with her eye shadow and bringing out her beauty, though I don’t feel she needs help to do that.
I catch myself staring so I shake my head and ask, “What are you doing here?”
“Mom sent me up to get you.
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