Cyndi sat up and began playing with her breasts, feeling them lightly with her fingertips. My cock gave a surge of energy as I watched her doing that-suddenly she pinched both nipples at once and then bit her lip. I gasped in desire-I couldn't believe what was happening. My little sister was touching herself right in front of me!
I wondered if she knew I was watching. It wouldn't stop her if she did, though she'd be hornier if she knew.
Cyndi smoothed back her sun-blonde hair and lay back down on the towel.
She tucked her hands under he ass and lifted it off the ground, pulling down her bikini bottoms.
I watched enraptured as Cyndi slipped her bikini down her shapely legs and over her feet. She set the bikini bottoms-which must have been damp from sweat and (maybe) other things-next to her top. Then she stretched out nude on the towel, her hands returning to her breasts.
Cyndi began to stroke her tits sensuously, caressing her hard nipples with her thumbs and making sure to give the rest of each breast ample attention. I had watched Cyndi play with herself many times, when she left her door open a crack, or when I managed to push it open, or when I'd spied through the hole in the wall I'd drilled between our two rooms. But it never had quite the effect that it had now! Now that Cyndi had come closer than ever before to coming on to me, I found she turned me on still more. I watched, my hand dropping to my cock, as Cyndi covered her breasts in tiny finger-strokes. As I eyed her, Cyndi's hands slowly moved downward. She pinched her nipple with her thumb and forefinger. The other hand traveled slowly down past her breasts, across her smooth belly. Cyndi spread her fingers as she parted her legs slightly, lifting her ass and exposing her tawny pubic hair.
I breathed heavily as Cyndi spread her legs. I could just see the pink slit of her cunt. She bit her lip as she played with her tits and let her free hand drop closer to her pussy.
Then, as she slid her hand over it, her cunt disappeared from view. She covered her pussy with her palm, and her middle finger slowly extended its way. I felt my cock jerking as Cyndi's spine slowly arched. Her finger disappeared into her tight young slit. Gradually, Cyndi began to ease it in and out.
I watched my little sister finger-fucking herself slowly, savoring each movement she made. Her spine arched and then fell, so that her ass lifted rhythmically off of the grass. She worked her finger faster as she got wetter-her finger moved quite easily in and out of her wet cunt. She must have been well lubricated… I wondered if I had anything to do with it. Cyndi's hand moved in small circles over her breasts, playing with the nipples and occasionally pinching them as her finger slipped in and out of her cunt. Then, as she got more worked up, she extended a second finger and put that into her cunt too. It was harder for her to get both in. I could tell my little sister was very tight. She started finger-fucking herself with both fingers, picking up speed as she got hornier.
As I watched my sister's gorgeous body jerking up and down with ecstasy, I unzipped my tight cutoffs and reached for my cock. I slowly peeled down the damp material of my underpants and exposed my prick. I curved my fingers around it and slowly began to work it up and down, concentrating on the motions of Cyndi's hands in and out of her pussy and imagining my young sister giving me a hand-job.
Cyndi must give great hand jobs, I thought. She had plenty of practice before she lost her virginity. Why didn't I have her give me one while she was at it?
I grunted in pleasure, watching as Cyndi slowly rolled over. She got to her knees, bent over halfway. She was almost in the doggy-style position-hers and Rod's favorite, as well as mine and Megan's. I could see the pink slit of Cyndi's cunt, it was plainly exposed between her white thighs. Cyndi's fingers darted in and out of it as she leaned down, her ass still lifted but her tits and shoulders against the towel so that she could work with both hands. She turned a little, exposing one breast, and began to play with it with her free fingers. Her other hand stayed working on her cunt, getting her ever closer to her orgasm.
And Cyndi didn't take long. Within minutes I knew she was going to cum from the way she was moving her body. I'd watched Cyndi get fucked often enough that I could tell when she was going to come. And that was now.
I dropped my cock out of my hands. It wouldn't do to shoot my load before my sister came. I was on the very brink myself, my cock throbbing with a thick load of come. Ready to shoot into my sister's cunt. Too bad she was all the way at the pool!
Cyndi's head moved around in big circles, sending her luscious blonde hair dancing around. I saw her back arching and her ass jerking back and forth-she was going to come. Then I watched her body jerking and squirming and swaying in orgasm as my little sister had her incredible climax. It must have been incredible in that gorgeous body.
I just lay there watching Cyndi as she sprawled out on the towel, stroking herself with her cunt-covered fingers. She rubbed her tits with the hand she'd used on her cunt. I knew her nipples would now taste like her pussy, which I guessed was delicious. Slowly, Cyndi got up and climbed back into her swimsuit. Then she walked toward the house, bouncing with new energy in her stride.
I quickly got up and tucked away the magazine. I put Ravel's Bolero on the stereo and reclined on the plush couch, panting and throbbing. My cock was so hard as I tucked it away I thought I'd go crazy, but Cyndi was about to come in the house. I breathed slowly, trying not to think of Cyndi's gorgeous body. Cyndi came in the room, her swimsuit askew and sweaty.
"How's it goin', bro?" she asked in her most friendly manner as she came over and sat next to me again.
"Great," I said nervously.
"It's so gorgeous out there," she sighed. "But it's so hot!"
Cyndi reached up and stroked her cleavage with her hand. She pulled her fingers away dripping with sweat-she was indeed hot. She'd sweated up a storm masturbating out there, her tanned skin looked very sexy all slick with sweat. And I could smell her pungent sex-it made my cock stay quite hard as I talked to her.
"Yeah," I said. "It is getting hot."
"And I'm so horny! I just can't stand to lay there without anyone! It's driving me crazy!" she giggled. "What do you do when you can't take your mind off sex?"
"Um… why, what do you want to do?"
Cyndi put her arms around my shoulders and hugged me. She held herself there, her tits pressing against my chest. She let her hand drift across my chest through my tight tank top. Cyndi stared into my eyes and sighed.
"What I want to do would be… bad." She looked down sadly and then giggled a little. "Wouldn't it?"
"Why," I grinned. "What do you want to do?"
Cyndi playfully reached down and tweaked my cock again. This time I grunted in pleasure. She looked surprised but then laughed.
Cyndi got up, stroking my chest one more time briefly as she did. She looked down at me and smiled.
"I want to take a cold shower," she said softly. She walked toward the door and paused.
Her ass looked curvaceous and beautiful the way she was standing. She smiled. "Or maybe a hot one!"
I gulped uncomfortably. I sat up on the couch.
"What do you think, Ian?"
"Take a hot one," I said softly.
Cyndi smiled vaguely, then gave me her sexiest coy stare. She licked her lips suggestively. "All right," she said. "I'll take a hot one."
She turned slowly and said, "I'll leave the bathroom door open."
Chapter 2
I'd watched Cyndi take plenty of showers, but for some reason this one turned me on even more. I knew quite well that the bathroom we shared was easy to peek into. There was a very wide gap between the sliding door and the jamb, and that made it easy for me to spy on Cyndi as she rubbed herself down and got all soapy in the shower. The shower was just that-the bathtub of the house was in Mom and Dad's bathroom. The shower stall didn't have smoked glass like most of them but only vaguely misty stuff. It hid a fair amount, but I could always make out what Cyndi was doing to herself. And Cyndi's nude form looked that much better when it looked foggy and mysterious.