Spying On My Sister (Taboo Family Incest First Time Erotica)
Silas was your typical Peeping Tom that liked to fantasize about his step-sister doing naughty things to him. What happens when he tries to pleasure himself in her room only to realize his step-sister has just walked in on him?
Warning! This ~3300 word short story is for adults only. It contains a graphic handjob scene, blowjob scene, and did we mention his sister is a virgin? Enjoy. More
"...One night Silas found himself all alone in the house. His parents were out on an anniversary date, and his sister was out on the town with friends. He hadn’t pleasured himself in her room in a while, so he figured “why not?” Silas stealthily crept into his sister’s room, as if the house wasn't actually empty, and shut the door behind him. He took a moment to breathe in her scent. It was nice and sweet smell, some new perfume she was wearing but that Silas was used to. It was as if she was right there in the room with him, which made what he was about to do all that easier. Taking a look around the room, his eyes focused in on her mahogany dresser. Having done this before, he knew exactly where to look. He walked over to the dresser and pulled at the top drawer. Upon opening it, he grumbled.
“Where are they?” he asked himself.
Silas had sort of a ritual. He would sneak into his sister’s room while she was gone, obtain a pair of her panties, and jerk himself off while thinking of her doing things to him. Simple. This time, though, the drawer had no lady garments. It was practically empty. Silas gave the room another look and realized how messy it really was. Clothes were strung everywhere. A hot pink spaghetti strap tank top hung loosely over a bed post — not exactly what Silas was looking for. Next he saw a bright orange pair of booty shorts with the words “Fuck Me” over the butt. Though picturing her in those was alone enough to bring life to his eager member, that still wasn’t quite what he had in mind. He turned back around towards the door, and that’s when he saw them looped over the doorknob. They were black, trimmed with soft white lace. He removed them from the door knob and held them out in front of himself. They were so tiny! With hips as large as his sister had, he thought they just had to fit snuggly around her features. They were perfect.