Our Secret: Part Two

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If any has not read the first part, you need to do so first before you read this.  It will make more sense if you do.Our Secret: Part TwoWell, here I am again. Sitting at my desk, my laptop open, and my journal projecting on the screen. This is yet another entry about Misty and me and our secret. I still feel like it is not “our secret” any more since I am writing about it, but I am the only one that has access to this laptop, so I feel reasonably safe. If anyone breaks the code to my laptop, it would be my sister, and well, she already is part of the secret.After a most sensual shower and busy day trying to avoid each other, but was unsuccessful, supper had been devoured and Misty and I had both gone upstairs for the night. I had already finished my shower before supper, so I laid on my bed doing my homework while Misty took one. I left my bedroom door open on purpose.I was writing down an answer when I heard the bathroom door open. I looked up. Slowly, Misty began to pass by. Dressed in her floral robe, she looked in my room as she went and smiled. I remember that smile. I remember not only the smile, but the expression on her face. Misty’s expression was what said it all. She was ready. My sister was hot and aroused. I also knew that she did not have a stitch on under her robe. I read that much on her face. And I was ready. I could feel the tingle in my cock that made it lengthen.I waited until Misty was in her room. I knew she had not closed the door though, as I did not hear the latch. I got up, walked over to my mirror, brushed my hair slightly and then I exited into the hall and made my way to Misty’s room. When I got there, I stood in the doorway. She was laying on her bed, the robe still istanbul travesti wrapped around her, but it was untied. Misty knew I was on the way.I recalled Misty looking at me and smiling that sensual smile. That smile that we shared. I stood there, taking her in, remembering what she looked like under that robe and I could not wait to feel her body next to mine. I walked into her room and gently closed the door and turned the knob that locked it.I walked over to my sister. She stood up. The robe came open slightly, revealing her naked body underneath. One of her small mounds popped out. So perky and taut, her small breast looked content to expose itself. And the nipple that made up the middle of it, was hard and erect. As I got closer to her, my eyes stayed on the one breast that had popped out. My intention when I reached her? To reach inside her robe and feel that breast.As I got to her, I put my right arm around her back, pulled her close to me, and my left hand found the breast that peeked out from behind the robe and began to massage gently. Misty moaned and I covered her mouth with mine. I remember my sister’s lips tasting like strawberries. Her mouth was hot with desire. Her nipple reacted under my palm by getting harder. It was not the only thing getting harder. My cock was almost at full attention under my boxers. I pulled Misty closer to me as I caressed her breast, and I could feel my erection rub her inner leg near the spot it wanted to get in. Misty moaned again under my lips. Misty was more than just aroused. She was ready.Misty pushed away from my body and let the robe fall to her bed. Her nakedness now permeating through the room, it made the room more desirable. istanbul travestileri It made Misty more desirable. Misty came back to me and grabbed my tee shirt at the bottom edge and pulled it over my head. She threw it on the floor. I pulled down my boxers and stepped out of them. Misty sat on the edge of her bed. She looked up at me, smiled and then leaned back and spread her legs. Her crease was just as I had last seen it this morning in the shower. Plump and engorged, her labia were showing, so full and aroused. Misty was almost literally dripping with wetness she was so aroused. She was ready for me to enter her. I was ready to enter her. I had to feel her hot pink supple walls wrap around my hard cock.  I took my hands and grabbed her smooth legs at the knees and spread them a little wider. I pulled her body closer to the edge of the bed, where her ass could almost fall off. I looked down. My cock was right in line with her sexual lips ready to split them open. Before I did, I looked at Misty, her hot body laying there on the bed, her legs spread wide between my waist. Misty’s small perky breasts forming perfect conical shaped cones as she laid there. The middle of them hard pink peaks. I felt the tip of my cock rub Misty’s moist pussy. The slickness of her getting on the hard head of my sexual organ. I knew she felt it too. She cringed slightly.  I remember, it was about this time, that I began to have second thoughts. The shower with my sister was one thing. Fucking my sister was another. I knew it was not normal, but we had grown up together, we knew each other the most, and it only felt right that we needed to do this. But on the other hand, my mind was travesti saying no. I knew I had to make sure before I actually entered her.So, before I could actually go through with it, I took my hard cock in one hand, used the fingers of my other to spread open her pussy lips at the top to expose her tiny clit. Misty moaned a very sexual moan as I exposed her clit. I touched its pinkness as it stood out there, finally uncovered. As I touched it, Misty jerked a little from the touch. With her clit now showing, I was ready to test just how far we would go. In a move that mocked thrusting, I slid the underside of my hard shaft over her clit, moving it forward like I was entering her hot cavity. Slowly, I slid it back, in the same manner, feeling her sexual knob against the underside of my hard cock. Misty’s first reaction was to close her legs. Then as I slid over the top of her clit again, her legs spread open even more, a long sigh exited her mouth, and her hands gripped the sheet. I remember repeating the process four times. I wanted to make sure she was ready. I could tell that she was.But to be on the safe side, I asked her, “Are you sure about this Misty?”I remember what her face looked like as she looked up at me from her lying position on the bed. Her face was sensual and stricken with desire. She wanted me to fuck her.Misty did not say a word. She smiled, a very sexual sly smile, and shook her head in a yes motion. I did not say anything back to her either. Misty just lied back down on the bed, turned her head to the side and waited.I paused for a second to position myself. I looked down and her pussy was literally pulsing. And it was damp, but not dripping. Slowly, I entered her. I felt the pliable walls of her opening spread around the head of my cock, perfectly forming itself around me as if it was a mold. Misty moaned deeply. I heard her suck in air through her mouth as I went further inside. I remember how warm and inviting her pussy was.

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