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Little Sister's Handjob

I have a sister's handjob story! It's not a two-girl jerk job tale, but one hundred percent true.

When I was in college I was going out with this babe named Cassie. She was from North Carolina (where we were in school) and a real southern belle. By which I mean she was snooty as hell, but in the bedroom when horny she was a delight. Anyway, we were getting pretty heavy and she kept wanting me to meet her parents. I always tried to put it off because of one obvious reason - she was white and I'm black. The idea of meeting some cracker "colonel" while I was knocking his daughter's boots didn't exactly sit too well with me. People are pretty cool in the south, but there's still that old stigma, believe me....

After about the hundreth time of her nagging me I said yes. Truth was, I was kinda' getting bored of her and in the back of my mind I though this might be a good excuse to break it off if her old man was a dick to me. So we went to her place one weekend and her family was really nice. No bad vibes or bullshit from either her mom or dad. I felt at ease except for one thing - her sister, Page. What a hottie! She was a senior in high school, cute and had that ass going on full-time. Built and fresh!

And I could tell she had a bad case of "jungle fever". All through dinner she would just stare at me and smile. Cassie was oblivious to it, but I could feel her eyes following my every move. The first night of the weekend we just stayed home and talked with her parents. Plans about school, college life, blah blah blah.

The next night was the bomb! We three went to a local bar and proceeded to get really drunk. The music sucked and some of the patrons were rednecks, but it was safe enough that I had a good time just drinking and dancing with these two hotties. Finally at about one thirty we decided to leave and went to the parking lot. By this time we were all nailed and Cassie was ready to pass out. Somehow we made it home and Page and I half-dragged her to bed. We then went to her room (Page's) to have a last beer.

Long story short - pretty soon we are making out and groping the hell out of each other. I felt kinda' bad about it, but hey, I was nineteen and she was smoking! We got hotter and hotter and she started rubbing my cock and squeezing it through my jeans. Finally she unzipped my pants and took it out and started stroking it. I was grabbing the side of the chair with both hands when she cupped her hand, spit in it and then started to pull at my cock with nice long wet slimey strokes! WOW! It didn't take me long to blow a nut all over her tight little white fist, which I might ad, she never stopped moving the whole time. Milked me completely empty like a pro! While I slumped back in the chair she grabbed a tee shirt off her bed and wiped the mess up. I thought this was a good time to get back to Cassie's room, so giving her a last kiss and a wink, I got up and went out.

In the morning we both acted like nothing happened, but she did wink at me when we both left later that afternoon. Cassie never knew about it and repeatedly asked me how I liked her family???

They were great, I answered. VERY nice.

We broke up soon after, but ended as somewhat of friends......And I always wondered if her little sister ever confessed to her about the time she jerked off her boyfriend?

Morris





Posted: Wednesday 10th November 2004, 12:18 PM


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