Car Wash Shock
2003-07-21
Jill is nice looking, nothing glamorous, with shoulder length fair hair that is usually tied back in a ponytail. Her build is that of a youthful size ten and I have always harbored some secret "what-if" fantasies about her that I'd never actually analyzed before. That afternoon as Jill slid into my car, I noticed that her shapely legs were encased within dark-gray stockings; the stocking tops just peeping from under her tweed skirt. the skirt had ridden up a little when she'd slid into the car and I was now staring!Catching myself just a little too late, I flicked my gaze upward, straight into Jill's amused big blue eyes. . . there was an expression there that I couldn't quite explain when coming from my sister. It disturbed me no end when I felt a rush of blood pumping into my loins. Shuddering slightly and making small talk to cover my confusion, we headed out for the store. But I couldn't forget that look or, and though it felt so wrong, those stockings. I could hear tension in Jill's voice and I was still gushing out all sorts of nonsense when we reached the store. Jill said that she was going to pick up her milk while I refueled and ran the car through the wash.
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booze always had strange and unpredictable effects on my family and Jill was no exception. The auto-washer started it's cycle surrounding us with suds and jets of water. Our eyes met, and at that moment we knew it all,. We each knew what the other wanted but had never had dared to ask for. For a moment I looked away, ashamed of myself, and at that moment two things happened; firstly, the brushes of the carwash enveloped the car blotting out the world around us, and secondly, my sister Jillian laid her arm across my shoulder and leaned over, bringing her face so close to mine that I couldn't stop the inevitable kiss. we kissed deeply, I tasted her sweetly alcoholic saliva as she slid her hand behind my head pulling me in into her kiss. Off-balance now I reached over with left my hand to steady myself and dropped my hand onto her bestockinged leg. My breath caught in my throat as a trembling female hand guided mine home to the warmth between her legs. Still kissing, I felt myself getting hard as my fingers explored, parted and finally penetrated my sister's hidden wonders. A low groan of lust escaped from Jill and her jaws locked slightly as I began to gently finger her. But to my dismay, she grabbed my hand and I thought that it was all over and done.- IZABELLA EG Griekenland
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