Temptations

At that moment your mom comes walking down the stair disrupting your thoughts.

?I?m just going out to visit Mrs. Brown,? says mom as she retrieves her handbag ?I?ll be back in a few hours.? With that she leaves, closing the front door behind her, leaving you and Laura alone in the house.

?Well how about you get off me ya big lump? you tease Laura, recalling your thoughts, still somewhat uncomfortable and embarrassed with your sister so near you. She jumps up with a dramatic flair, and gives you a fake ?I?m so angry with you? look crossing her arms beneath her breasts, which lifts them marvellously, before her face returns to its smile. This does nothing to remove your erection, you can?t believe how hot your sister is and how she is making you feel. You mind whirls between guilt and lust.

?Well since your brain appears to have shut off, I?ll be in my room when you?re ready to do something.? Laura says before turning and walking away, you can?t help but admire the way her cute butt sways as she walks. You hear her climbing the stairs and shake your head trying to resist the thoughts swirling through it.

Finishing off the remains of your sandwich you rinse the plate, stacking it on top of the other dishes, before heading for your room. You pause outside Lauras door which is slightly ajar. Looking in you see her lying on her bed, headphones on and reading a magazine. From where she is lying, still in the short black skirt you can almost see her panties.

{Turn a bit to the left} you push into her thoughts, and you see her shift herself, rotating slightly and giving you a view straight up her skirt, to the soft blue panties beneath. Your cock stirs to life once again, and you rush on to your bedroom, closing the door firmly behind you. Leaning up against the door and breathing heavily you close your eyes and picture the scene again.

You imagine Laura without her skirt, the tiny blue panties clinging to her petite waist. You lower your pants, pulling your stiff pole out of your boxers and slowly rubbing up and down its length, allowing the image to play out in your head. Laura slowly reaches up to lower the straps of her pink tanktop, sliding it down slightly revealing the top of a blue bra, before she lifts it above her head, to stand in the matching pair of bra and panties. You stroke yourself faster now as the vision of Laura in your head starts to slowly run her hands up and down her body, cupping and kneading her breasts, shaking her hips to some unheard tune.

Lauras right hand descends to circle slowly above her crotch as her other hand continues to knead and rub her breasts. Her hand dips within the elastic of her panties, continuing to move in circles, occasionally pausing for a moment, as Laura moans in pleasure. You are now pumping rapidly as the movements of the image of Laura within your mind becomes more urgent, you can see her hand, moving urgently inwards and outwards, matching the pace of your own frantic search for release, her moans of pleasure echo loudly in your head, and as you explode with a feral grunt, you hear her scream in pleasure. Her hands stop and she slumps forward, panting heavily.