Brooke part 2

Brooke pt 2.


Haha so I just got off of the phone with Brooke and I told her that I was writing our story about fucking her and her little sister and she was so turned on that I had to write these back to back.

Again, if you don’t like it, don’t tell me it sucked; tell me what I can do to make it better.

Thanks,

CopenhagenKing



Brooke and I both turned around and simultaneously said, “Oh fuck…..”

There, silhouetted in the doorway was Brooke’s almost 13 year old sister Sarah. Her mouth was parted in a confused gape, and both Brooke and I jumped from each other, and tried our best to cover our naked bodies, and my hard cock. Sarah entered the room and slowly shut the door behind her.

Sarah was (and still is) a physical specimen. At 12 years old, she was 5’3, 90 pounds, and had at least 34A tits. She was in reality Brookes Step sister, so she had inherited all of their mother’s good looks, but also was blessed with a very attractive father. Her brilliant green eyes were rimmed by sleep and she was wearing a XL t-shirt that barely covered her prepubescent mound. Much like her older step sister, I could tell that she would be the envy of her high school; long blonde hair, perfectly tanned legs, and her tits were perfect for her body. My mind was racing and objecting, but my dick was thinking differently. I wanted to fuck something, and she had rudely interrupted my chance.

She walked over to the bed and as she sat down, I tried to cover myself more, but in our throws of passion, Brooke and I had thrown all of the covers onto the floor.

“What are you guys doing? You know mom doesn’t want guys over after she goes to bed.”

Brooke answered her quickly and told her that we were wrestling, and to go to bed. I nodded in agreement, but I knew by Sarah’s face that she didn’t believe a word. “Wrestling….why are you naked, and why is his cock hard?”

Hearing that word uttered from her innocent mouth resurrected a primal stirring in my crotch. Both Brooke and I couldn’t answer this question, and our stutters of, “ummm… well…. Wrestling…. Ummm….” only furthered the inquisition.

“OH!” her face calmed with recognition, “You were having sex! I am so telling mom!”

She bounced off of the bed and instinctively I gripped her arm. My hand still slick with Brooke’s pussy juice easily slid off of her perfectly toned arm, and she said, “You don’t want me to tell? Ok then I want you to do something for me.” Brooke knew what was coming, as she had caught Sarah masturbating earlier that week, and said “Sarah…. No…. too young…” But Sarah ignored her feeble protest and began to disrobe. Her pink and white T-shirt hit the floor, and I sucked in a breath.

Before me stood a girl that was even more gorgeous than Brooke.