Robert Haill - His Sexpot Sis

"It's a big bedroom, Jodi. Mine is much smaller," she said and went over to the fire. She took the glass that Shawn held out to her and she drank greedily. "Mmmmmm, that's just right, thank you."

He tore his eyes off her because it was making his cock stand up beneath his dressing gown and any moment it could burst free. She was absolutely ravishing. She was gorgeous, and she was a virgin. It was all too unbelievable.

"I wish I could wear clothes like you but I'm too small. I've hardly any figure at all," complained Jodi as Shawn handed her a drink. "Isn't that right, Shawn?"

"Huh? I'm sorry, I wasn't listening."

"I said isn't it a fact that I've hardly any figure at all," she repeated.

"How would he know?" gurgled Kyla.

"Oh, he knows. He's seen me in the raw enough to be able to say."

Kyla looked down at her feet and smiled to herself. She wanted to say something but she held it back because it wasn't the time or the place.

"And I've seen him, naked," Jodi said deliberately and sat down in a chair with her legs crossed.

"Absolutely naked?" Kyla looked over at Shawn, her face a blank.

"Absolutely." Jodi sipped her drink.

"Well, you know how it happens," shrugged Shawn feeling he had to explain. "We rush from room to room and we were brought up hardly to notice each other." Kyla's blank look worried him. What was going on in that head of hers?

"Sometimes I wish I had a brother," Kyla said. "For lots of reasons." And she finally looked away from Shawn.

"Gracious. It's nearly ten o'clock," Jodi burst out. "I didn't realize how late it was." She affected a yawn. "I guess it's nearly time to go to bed, isn't it?" She looked from Shawn to Kyla.

"But-" Shawn scowled at her.

"You're right, and I am tired," said Kyla. "I'll leave you to finish your drinks. Good night, Shawn."

"Good night, Kyla." He waited till she left the room and exploded. "What's your game, Jodi?"

"What do you mean'?" she asked innocently.

"You know what I'm getting at. You bring her from your bedroom in her nightie to show me, then you suggest she go to bed."

"What would you have had me suggest, Shawn?"

"But I'm not tired. I don't want to go to bed," he snapped.

"You know, Shawn. I wish my bedroom door closed properly but it doesn't." She got up from the chair. "Anyone standing near the door can see in and hear everything. Wouldn't it be awful if Kyla got all excited for a man or something and he was standing at the door, ready? Good night, Shawn." She went and kissed him on the mouth. "Now you must learn to be a little patient dear brother. Everything comes to those that wait."

He grinned and nodded furiously.

"I'll probably leave the little pink bedlight on all night. I switched the wall heater on above my bed and you know how hot my room can get. Most likely we'll both end up stripping our nighties off, Shawn," she flung over her shoulder as she tripped away.

"My dear sister, Jodi," he called after her. She had thought of everything. He would give them five minutes to settle down then he would go to her bedroom door and see what happened. The night was young and full of promise. Jodi hadn't let him down after all.

He finished his drink and washed the glass in the kitchen for something to do, then went to his room and took off his dressing gown. He still had jocks on and something told him not to take them off as he padded in the direction of Jodi's room. His bare feet sank soundlessly in the soft carpet as he moved along the hall and stopped at her door. It was half-open and he heard the two girls giggling as he looked through the crack near the hinges.

They were lying on their backs on the bed and their nighties were caught up around their waists, and he had his first view of Kyla's virgin cunt. She had a fuzz of golden hair around it. Her slit was long and rose up along her underbelly with two peach-colored fuck lips shamelessly exposed.

"Tell me honestly, Kyla," Jodi glanced at the open bedroom door. "Just between you and me, it'll be our secret. Is it true that no man has ever seen or touched you and you are still a virgin?"

Shawn listened intently with his eyes fastened on Kyla's fuck hole. It seemed ages before she answered.

"I'm still a virgin," said Kyla. "Jodi, I'm so hot. Would you mind terribly if I took my nightie off and laid here with nothing on?"

Shawn caught his breath as he watched her strip the thin nightie off, baring her enormous breasts that seemed to swell as he watched them. He saw now that her skin was olive and flawless and his prick swelled up hard inside his tight underpants.

"I'll do the same. After all, we're both girls," said Jodi laughing. "It is hot, isn't it."

Now they were both naked on the bed and Shawn feasted his eyes on them. Kyla's tit-cannons were pointed upward at the ceiling and they rose and fell as she breathed. She seemed perfectly at ease.

"I lost my virginity years ago," said Jodi. "I'm glad I did and I enjoy sex."

Kyla turned her head and looked at Jodi's small breasts, and her eyes drifted down to her shaven cunt and stayed there. Without any hair she was able to see all Jodi's slit and her hand moved like she was about to reach down and touch it but she didn't.

"Have you ever wanted to be fucked, Kyla?" Jodi asked blatantly.

"Yes, I have, lots of times." A spasm rippled through Kyla's thighs like she was imagining what it would be like to be taken.

Jodi turned on her side with her back to the door and without warning she put her open hand over one of Kyla's tits and closed it so her fingertips were around the nipple.

Kyla's eyes widened slightly but that was the only sign she gave that she knew Jodi's hand was there.

"I know men that would beg you to let them take you," Jodi cried out. "Yes, beg you, Kyla. It's no fun being a virgin. You can't go around with a sign hanging from your neck saying you're a virgin. Give in and let a man have you," Jodi wheedled.

"What man?" Kyla's wet mouth ovalled and she was interested.

"Any man, Kyla. They've all got beautiful cocks that glide into you." She lowered her hand, walking her fingers down Kyla's body. "Into cunts," she finished and her fingers circled around Kyla's love slit.

"No," Kyla pushed her hand away. "Men frighten me." She shuddered. "I'm sorry, Jodi, but I can't help it."

Jodi's eyes narrowed. Things weren't going quite as she had planned. The only way to get Kyla excited was by touching her. Her thoughts raced. Maybe there was some other way.

Shawn stood in the hall weighing his straining cock in his hand with his underpants off and in a ball behind him. He could barely hold himself back from barging into the room and leaping on top of Kyla. That's what she needed. Couldn't Jodi see that? But then, if she resisted him it could turn ugly and he'd be in big trouble.

"I'm going to tell you a secret," Jodi started. "It's about me and Shawn, Kyla."

"No-I don't want to know." Kyla flung her head to one side like she already knew what Jodi was going to say.

"I'm going to tell you anyway," Jodi smarted. "Shawn is my lover. He has fucked me. Turn your head and look at me, Kyla."

"I won't. I don't want to hear."

"Shawn has a beautiful long hard prick, Kyla. It's curved and it has a large prick head that you can feel inching into your cunt, all the way."

"No Jodi don't." Kyla started to writheand her body spasmed beyond control.

"This morning I shaved his lovely hard cock all over and his balls are as soft as your tits," Jodi said harshly. "They are big balls and when he fucks you they swing up and down against your tiny bumhole."

"Noooooo," Kyla let out a moan and her legs thrashed.

Shawn stared through the crack and smiled. It wouldn't be long now. Jodi had her where she wanted her and she was breaking her down.