Samantha’s Late Night Surprise

He had waited for this opportunity for a long time and finally his patience has been rewarded. His younger sister, Samantha, was not feeling good and had been having trouble sleeping for the past few days, so their parents took her to the doctor and the doctor prescribed a lot of different medications, but the one that interested Troy the most was the sleeping pills. The doctor told Samantha to take one pill every night. At first, Troy observed her to see how well the pills worked. Then, when he found that they worked to his satisfaction, he started to plan.

Samantha had been taking them for a little over three weeks by the time Troy’s plan was set in motion. That day, after dinner, Troy made it a point to be with Samantha. Her cold had faded, but she still was having problems sleeping. He finished dishes and headed out to the living room where Samantha sat. She was huddled in a blanket watching a movie. Troy stood under the archway, watching her.
Samantha was a beautiful seventeen year old girl with her long wildly curly raven black hair that fell down her back and her big innocent green eyes. She had a cute button nose and a wide, sensual mouth. Her teeth were white, but her two front teeth stood out a little more than the rest, earning her the nickname “Little Bunny” from their parents. She had an oval face and the way her hair fell in careless curls around her face made her look beautiful. Troy had always thought his little sister was sexy, but the more she aged, the sexier she was to him.

He loved it when she wore tight fitting tank tops that showed off her well developed chest and short shorts that showed off her nicely rounded bottom. But his favorite part of the year was summer because she wore bikini swim suits that exposed her flat tan stomach and long dancer legs. Troy bit his lower lip and cupped his hands in front of the growing bulge in his jeans. He sighed and made his way to the couch. He sat down next to her and stared at the television.
“What the hell is this?” He growled.
“I don’t know. Just something while I wait for the medicine to work,” she replied in a soft voice. She was already getting drowsy and Troy felt himself pulse in response to that knowledge. She leaned toward him a little and stared at him with her big green eyes.
“What?”
“Can I lay on you, Troy?” Troy felt as if he was going to have a heart attack. He needed to calm down. He needed to get his erection down.
“What? No, you can’t lay on me. Go to bed if you’re tired,” he growled, turning away from her. He watched her out of the corner of his eye as she got up and headed out of the room. He had to wait just a few more minutes. Then she would be out. Then he could do what he desperately needed. He felt his erection pulse. He could hardly wait. He forced himself to remain in the living room, flipping though the channels with no interest until his parents came in to tell him they were going to bed.

Troy got up from the couch, turning the television and then the light off as he headed to his sister’s room. He opened her door and glanced around. Her room was pink, for the most part and she had random posters of bands or movies she enjoyed. He shut the door behind him, knowing that Samantha wouldn’t wake up so he didn’t shut the door too gently. He moved to the bed, only pausing once to take his shirt off. He knelt down on the bed and opened the blanket she had wrapped around her self. She was wearing a dark tank top and shorts. Troy felt things in him churn. She looked like an angel with her black hair spread out all over her white pillow. He settled down and his heart was pounding so hard that he thought it would fall out of his chest.

Gently, he reached out and touched her cheek. She didn’t even move. His body heated with all the things he wanted to do to her. He leaned forward so that his torso was hovering over hers. He leaned down and let his mouth cover hers. He slid his tongue into her mouth even though she wasn’t going to respond. He brought his dominate hand, his left hand, up to grip her jaw as he kissed her. He wanted to take his time, but he knew that he needed sleep too. He pulled back and let his left hand slide from her face down her upper body to grip the bottom of her tank top. He pulled it off, exposing her white lace bra. He felt his mouth go dry. He searched for a clasp to take off her bra and he found it in the front. He used his index finger and his thumb to squeeze the clasp open. With careful hands, he pulled the bra off of her arms. Her breasts were now freed and Troy felt his erection jerk. He was so excited. He got off the bed to go to her door and lock it. Then, as he walked back to the bed, he unbuttoned his jeans.

“Oh, Sam, you don’t know how long I’ve wanted this,” he whispered to her sleeping form. He sat back down on the bed without pulling himself out. He brought his left hand up and began to massage her right breast. The soft flesh under his rough hand felt heavenly. He bit back a moan. He brought his right hand up and grabbed her left breast. He pulled at her nipples roughly, secretly hoping to mark her in some way so that she’d know he had taken her in the night. He leaned down as his hands worked on her breasts, he leaned down and captivated her mouth again. He nibbled on her lower lip and he felt the need to come. He stood up and pulled himself out of his jeans, his massive erection pulsing.

He glanced around the room for something to clean up his come after he finished and saw only his shirt. He shook his head and straddled her stomach. That put his erection in between her perfect breasts. He grasped both of her breasts and pushed them against his throbbing cock and he thrust his hips forward. He pulled back and the friction in his cock building up. He let go of her breasts to grip his hard cock and he began stroking it, fast. After a few quick jerks, he came all over her chest and a little on her neck. Breathing heavy, he looked down and realized his erection was still hard as steel. He backed off of her and carefully tucked his erection into his jeans and zipped them up. He decided that he was going to leave the come on her chest until he was completely finished with her. He loved the sight of her covered with his come. He sat back down on the edge of the bed and grasped the edge of her shorts and panties and pulled them down and off. He felt as if the breath was knocked out of him at the sight of her pussy. She had sparse black curly hair on her pussy and he loved it.