4- My High School Sweetheart’s Little Sister- pt. 4 (sneaking back in)

——————- Part 4: ■ SNEAKING BACK IN ■ —————————-

I drove from her house and parked a couple of blocks away on a side street where my car wouldn’t be recognized. I sat in the car, heart racing, for about 20-minutes. I knew what I was planning was dangerous, but I couldn’t help it. 

I walked back to the house, snuck around to the back, and over to the side door on the lower level. If it was locked, Cindy didn’t want me sneaking into her room. I would be safe from my own destructive sexual urges, which I found uncontrollable at the moment. 

       It was unlocked

I carefully twisted the handle and let myself in. The room was dark, so I stood there until my eyes adjusted. I listened carefully for any movement in the house… silence. 

I could see light under Cindy’s bedroom door in the hallway on the other side of the room. I crept across the room, making sure I didn’t knock anything over. I reached her bedroom and carefully opened the door.  

Cindy was standing in front of her closet like she was looking for something to wear. She was wearing her thin white nightshirt, and turned around when I locked the door behind me. She held one finger up to her lips ‘be quiet’, and pointed to the ceiling. 

Her parents room was directly above. I recall she said she could sometimes hear them talking through the heat vent, so I really had to be quiet. 

The light from her side table was enough to penetrate her nightshirt; she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. I drank in the sight of her nipples and hip bones poking out against the thin material, and the faint outline of her small bush. I walked over, grabbed her hands and pulled her closer to the light. 

I knelt down in front of her. Sliding my hands up under her nightshirt I felt the smooth skin of her calves, the back of her knees, then upwards to her thighs. I heard a small gasp from her as my hands continued upwards, until I felt the soft curve of her tight little butt. I held both cheeks in my hands and stood up, lifting her nightshirt above her waist. 

“You feel good…” I whispered as I ran my hands up from her ass, up her back… lifting her nightshirt higher as I went. 

I moved back a little so I could see her below the nightshirt.  My eyes went down to her flat tummy, and her sparse, fair-haired bush, then back up to her beautiful, innocent face. Her eyes were wide, her mouth slightly open, lips trembling. 

I pulled her towards me and kissed her, gently sliding my tongue inside her open mouth, which startled her at first… but she kissed me back, wrapping her tongue around mine. I moved my hands back down to her ass and pulled her against my hardening dick, but at her height it only pressed against her belly, just above her mound. 

I whispered in her ear, “I want to see you naked”. 

I pulled back and lifted her nightshirt again, this time up above her breasts, and lifting her arms, up over her head. 

I threw it on her bed and stepped back to admire her naked body. She started to cover herself with her hands, but I stopped her and pulled her hands back down to her sides. 

“My God… you are beautiful” I whispered, and kissed her again. She returned the kiss more passionately this time, sliding her tongue far into my mouth. She wasn’t very experienced at kissing, but she more than made up for it in her enthusiasm.