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To say that my relationship with my sister Annie had changed since things turned sexual wouldn’t really be telling the whole story.Somehow, we managed to remain as purely brother and sister by day. When it came to anything beyond that, we almost had our own coded language that was equal parts verbal and conveyed with a glance.We could eat dinner at the table like regular siblings. We could joke around with Mom and with our friends. We could even just sit around and watch TV without things feeling weird.In the daylight we really didn’t discuss what our relationship was like when no one was around. It was like THAT would be weird.Mom didn’t seem to notice anything. If she did, she showed no signs of awareness. Annie and I were always friends despite being siblings. So our natural camaraderie didn’t feel strange or so I suppose.After dinner, Mom would shut down pretty early since her workday started early. She was normally at work by 7AM so she got up while it was dark and was in bed sometimes around 9 or 9:30PM.Annie and I would watch some TV downstairs and have a snack. Sometimes we might even make a cocktail. Liquor was never really taboo in our house so we didn’t have to sneak around like some of my friends did.As our physical relationship progressed, we began to form routines.We’d reach a point in the evening when I would casually say, “I’m going to grab güvenilir bahis a quick shower and then head up.” Annie would say, “OK cool. I think I’m about ready myself.” That was all it took.I would take my shower and towel off my hair. I slipped on my bathrobe and went into my bedroom that was tucked away in the “L” of our downstairs. Once I was there, I would turn on some music or the TV and climb into bed.Within a few minutes I would hear the doorknob turning. I could tell it was Annie just by the sound of her walking down the hallway.Annie would quietly latch my door. The knob had a lock on it also. I would sometimes hear Annie twist that lock or if she didn’t, we would address that later.She would move down to the foot of my bed and slide up on the right side of the mattress behind me while I lay on my left side.Sometimes Annie would immediately turn to her left side and drape her knee over my hip. Other times I could feel her move flat against my tailbone. The touch of her mound directly against my ass would instantly make me hard.Annie usually didn’t change into a nightgown or a night shirt. She’d still be in her jeans and a t-shirt or shorts. Meanwhile, I was only wearing my bathrobe. I could slide the material up past my hip bone or past my tailbone and I would feel my big sister start to grind her pussy against me.This was still my big sister güvenilir bahis siteleri and maybe a small part of me was hesitant. That may sound peculiar. Still, I let Annie determine how quickly we would move and which direction we might take.I slid my hand behind me and could feel the heat of Annie’s bare stomach under her t-shirt. Her tight jeans were still buttoned and zipped up. I had tricks that I would use to determine how much Annie wanted. When I could feel her grinding harder against my tailbone, I would roll onto my stomach. It was like I was making her chase me.Annie would then follow me and sometimes climb onto my back. She’d continue to grind her mound against my ass. Occasionally I would stick my ass up so that she’d hit my tailbone with more precision. I could hear her gasp when she did. She’d hover over that spot and rotate her hips. I knew she was tantalizing her clit against me.Slowly I would move onto my knees. Annie would be behind me in a pseudo-doggy style position. I would reach between my legs and undo the button on her jeans and slide the zipper down. This was my signal to Annie that we were stepping it up.I would hook my fingers into the front of her panties. She would continue to pump her pussy towards me but now making contact with my knuckles and not my tailbone.I would ease my middle finger straight out. Eventually iddaa siteleri Annie would adjust her position so that my middle finger was focused directly between her pussy lips. She’d be extremely wet already. My finger would slide into her with ease. After several thrusts, I would introduce a second finger. Annie’s thighs would open wider to welcome the additional friction.Once I could sense that my sister was ready, I would withdraw my fingers from her pussy and slide out from underneath her.“Annie, take everything off,” I would say.Without a word, Annie would comply with my request. Depending on where we were in the throws of everything, she might lay down on her stomach.I would slide out of bed and move to the foot of the bed. I would then start fingering Annie while standing over her. I would tease her clit and hole while standing over her watching her body twitch and listening to her gasp. Sometimes I would hold my breath and listen to the sounds of the house to make sure I didn’t hear Mom coming downstairs.I would move both my hands to Annie’s hips. It didn’t take much for me to pull her to her knees while I stood directly behind her. Once on her knees, I would finger Annie a bit longer. When I could feel her hips chasing my fingers as they withdrew from her pussy, I knew she was ready.Then I would take my rock hard cock into my left hand while she chased my fingers on the right. A quick switch would position the head of my cock in line with her pussy hole.“Open wider,” I would whisper.Annie would open her legs more and tilt her asshole towards the ceiling while arching her back.
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