your older step sister

It all started with Angelique.....

Angelique...well...before going into your second-hand experience of a your first sexfight, an introduction is in order.

Angelique, she was the epitome of sexy. She was already so much woman, so luscious in every way at a very young and tender age. She was a goddess. You practically drooled the very first time you met her when your mom remarried a couple of yours ago. She had everything a man could want and you, just like every other guy in town spent a lot of time jerking off thinking about how it would feel to have her long legs wrapped around you as you sank your raging hard-on between her thighs.

Angelica had the brightest eyes an long flowing hair. Her features were elegant and classic: high cheekbones, delicate jaw line and long slender neck. Her skin was smooth and flawless and radiated with a healthy sun-kissed glow. Her soft sexy lips were permanently hued with just a hint of pink lip-gloss.

Angelica's body was perfect in every single way. She was fit, maintaining a flat belly, tight body, and great stamina. Her legs were a little longer, a little firmer and a lot sexier than any other female you could imagine. Her hips were wide and divine, a hint that her body was built to carry children. Her ass... firm... perky... round... ripe. Her ass sat along the rear of her body like a shelf, a perfect handhold for horny men. And then... there were her tits.

Angelica marched around with a pair of full... juicy... also firm... also perky... soft... silky... mouth watering...

FFs!!

Angelica had a pair of FF breasts! Fucking incredible, all natural FF breasts. Perky. Round. Sexy. And she knew how to use them to great effect. Great big breasts, perky and riding high.

However! Despite her abundant curves your sister had an impeccable sense of style. She always wore tight, form-fitting clothes, in all the latest looks, but never crossing the slut threshold. She was a trend-setter, trying her own things, flaunting her wares while setting an example for all the other girls and women in town. Most females felt nothing but envy, even at her young age, when others were around her. They wanted to hate her, but they were sucked in by her infectious personality. Women didn't hate her for her jaw-dropping good looks. Despite her beauty, females of all ages liked her. They felt better about themselves by being in her presence. She was so attractive that girls dreamed of being around her, being deemed worthy of being called her friend. And even though she was on good terms with most and generous with her time, she had her choice of those to consider her friends, and her friends were a murderers' row of amazing looking young women.

The damned girl would enter a room for a few minutes and, you swear, the sound of male cocks straining against zippers was almost audible. What’s more you were sure the bitch knew it. Before she left a room, she would cast one last suggestive glance across the room, knowing exactly what she was doing. The havoc she was creating in the pants of every guy there was indescribable. You felt your cock ready to tear straight through your trousers each time you were around her and it took all of your will-power not to grab the aching thing and start yanking.

Compared to her, you were only an under-aged big dicked teenager who'd banged a bunch of chicks from school.