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Perfect. That’s how I describe my sister. Her body, her tits, her legs and, of course, her ass, every part of her is perfect. I’ve been lusting after that ass of hers for a while. Ever since I saw her just after taking a shower I wanted to fuck her. The water glistened off her butt, not even a second later she turned around, showing me her perfect tits, her navel, the “V” where her abdomen meets her legs. Unfortunately that’s all that happened. As soon as she heard me she covered up and kicked me out. Ever since that day I’ve wanted more. It wasn’t just her body that was perfect; she aced all of her classes in school. I had to struggle with Literature and Math, but she got an A in both classes without breaking a sweat. Truth was, I was jealous of how well she did and how my parents rewarded her by allowing her lots of freedoms that I didn’t get. Sure, she was a year older than me, but she was allowed to stay out later, to spend more time with her friends, to spend more time surfing the net, watching television, etc. Despite having such a perfect body, she didn’t play many sports – she just ran on the cross country team. I suppose that’s a good way to stay in shape, but it’s not really a team sport, and I didn’t consider it something that required a lot of skill. I was more into sports and joined the water polo team at school. We practiced hard all year, and then, during the summer to keep our bodies prepared, we needed a place to swim every day. My folks had the largest pool of any of us, so four of us gathered at my house to swim just about every day. My buddies, Roger şişli escort and John, came over almost every day. Lyle came over only on Fridays and Saturdays; he had a job at the local scarf-and-barf fast food joint. So, mainly, it was the three of us. We did practice laps and played water polo. My sister, Charlene, would bring us a soda at break time, and sometimes, she wore a terribly skimpy little bikini that left only my realization that she was my sister to keep me from getting a boner at the sight. Roger and John didn’t have that kind of reserve. They openly stared at her nearly bare tits, her smooth, heart-shaped ass as she walked away. Then, they would look at me and smile and shrug. One day, after we got out of the pool and were drying off, Charlene lay on the deck on a towel, sunning herself. I noticed that she always seemed to be staring at the crotch of our trunks, the competition bikinis gathering our cock and balls and shoving them forward, bunched into little pockets that displayed them like hardware. “Put some oil on me, would you guys?” she said to us. Well, there was no way my friends could pass that invitation up. They knelt beside her, one on each side while I just stood back and watched. John started at one foot, and Roger started at the other. They rubbed the oil into her skin. I could tell they were staring at her ass with the tiny string going down the middle, and probably getting hard-ons in the process. Well, truth be told, I probably would have also. They moved up slowly, in time with one another, and they each ran a hand over mecidiyeköy escort her smooth, round ass cheeks. The bulge in Roger’s suit was enormous, as was John’s. They pulled and kneaded the skin, pulling the cheeks apart. From my vantage point, I could see one of her cunt lips, and the edge of her asshole. Roger’s eyes widened and he took a deep breath. My sister suddenly reached behind her and undid the strap of her top. They moved to her back briefly, but John wanted to go back down to her ass. She spread her legs a little for him, and he ran his hand to her inner thigh, his thumb brushing against her asshole. I was getting an erection watching them rub oil all over my perfect sister’s body. I swallowed against my dry mouth as I saw John push his thumb into the cleft between my sister’s legs, and she wiggled a little. “Time to turn over, I think,” John said. Without hesitation, Charlene turned over, letting the top fall away. She lay flat on her back, her legs still spread slightly. There were two ties on the bikini bottom. John went immediately to it as Roger rubbed oil on her tits, running his fingers across her hard, pink nipples. I could tell that he was having trouble breathing as he massaged my sister’s tits. John pulled the string one of the ties on her bikini bottoms, and that part of her bikini fell away, and then Roger, with a big smile on his face, reached down and tugged at the other one. He pulled the thing from her crotch and tossed it, the little string moving up and across her pussy. Her legs spread a little more and she mecidiyeköy eskort lay there naked in front of us, her light brown pubic hair outlining a moist, red-lipped pussy. Her inner pussy poked out a little, deep red and wet, sort of puffy. Suddenly, she reached up with one hand and grabbed the bulge in Roger’s crotch, moving her thumb up and down the outline of his hard shaft. I stared at Charlene’s hand as it moved confidently, rubbing my friend’s cock through his trunks. I was finding it hard to breathe. Almost in a daze, I watched John move his oily hand to her crotch, running his fingers across her pussy. Charlene moaned and writhed under the touch of his hand, and I saw her grab at his cock. She moved her hand up and tugged at the band of his bikini, pulling at it. John stood and took them off, letting his hard cock shoot straight up in the air. Roger did the same, and I noticed what a fat hard-on he had. He knelt again, this time over my sister’s face, looking over toward me with a look that seemed to say, ‘Dude, I can’t believe this, can you?’ His balls were poised over her forehead. She reached up and grabbed his cock and guided it to her mouth. I heard loud slurping sounds as she sucked the tip of his cock into her mouth, at the same time her hand reaching out and grabbing John’s cock at the base. Her little finger moved up and down across his balls as he knelt there, enjoying the sensations my sister was giving him. I couldn’t believe what a slut Charlene was being. She’d never done anything like this before, at least around me. Now my cock was straining against my swim trunks and I was jealous of my friends and lusting after my sister. It looked like they were going to end up fucking her, and there was no way I wanted to miss out. I just couldn’t believe this. John moved across her, sticking his ass in her face.

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