Paola's 18 years must be celebrated well, she is my best friend. We've arranged everything down to the smallest detail.
I'm 17 years old Italo Albanese, 1.64 years old, thin, light skin 2 of breasts and protruding ass, last year of hairdresser's school.
She is 18 years old, of Sicilian origin, as tall as me, very pretty face but not yet fully developed in shape, she is also the last year of hairdressing school.
Today is her birthday, tonight we will all go to a club to celebrate. There will be her closest relatives, her boyfriend, me and her company of friends.
We'll meet at 6 o'clock at her house to prepare her and make her beautiful for the occasion. After an hour to fix her up, a show comes out.
The dress she has chosen is fabulous, a long shiny black dress that wraps around her whole body and a 10 heel to make her feel like a queen.
She's excited, she's not used to dressing like a woman. I'm used to it.
My little dress is a very short gray sheath dress, 12 heel and I know that tonight the eyes will be on me too.
The evening's going fabulously well. Everything's perfect. Paola is not in her skin, she laughs, talks, jokes, has fun and is excited and she just smiles and thanks me.
For you, my friend, this and more I thought maliciously.
The male eyes of the whole place are for us two. But I only want one thing all day long.
Your brother's eyes on me.
16-year-old 180-year-old Cristian plays Basketball, handsome marble physique like a deity. I want him tonight, even if he's accompanied by Sofia, his girlfriend.
After two cocktails I see him more sprightly, that's the time to take a risk.
A few days before I stole his contact from Paola's phone and devised a plan to make him mine.
Before leaving the house I took a picture to provoke him.
I take the phone, check that none of my friends see me, open whatsapp and send you the photo with a message: If you find me it's yours.
I block the contact, smile, look at it and send it.
The seconds between sending and receiving are endless. You pull out your phone and after a few seconds I see a different expression on your face. You look around like a madman, and I hope you are as excited as I am. Your girlfriend is far away. Without arousing too much suspicion, I hide among the hugs of friends, I watch you until you disappear into the crowd.
Tens of minutes pass when I see you leaning against a sofa with your eyes staring at me.
At that very moment I get a message on Telegram. It's fucking him. I didn't think he'd write me from some other app.
I open the message: Silvia every time I fuck Sofia I think about your body, your shaved pussy.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. I don't have the courage to look up and look at him. I'm red, I'm hot.
Drin Drin. Second message: Follow me.
As soon as I look up, he's already on his back walking to the bathroom.
"Hey, Silvia, are you all right? Are you as red as a pepper?" Paola asks me
"Yeah, I'm sure everything's fine. In fact, I'm going to go to the bathroom to freshen up. I'll be right back." I tell him laughing.
I take courage and walk away from the others and head for the bathroom. I enter, I find him washing his hands, he doesn't look at me, takes the paper, dries himself and enters the disabled bathroom, closes the door but I don't hear the lock.
I wait a few seconds, take courage and slowly open the door.
He's leaning against the wall waiting for me. He's got his pants down, he's holding the phone in his right hand and with his left hand he's screwing his dick.
I lock the door.
He's looking at my picture. I'm a thrill. He looks at me, puts the phone on the sink and hugs me.
"Do you like my pussy?" I tell him.
I feel his hot, hard chapel on my thigh. He licks my neck and whispers to me.
"You have no idea how many cumshots I've made thinking about you. Now I can finally make you mine."
He won't even let me answer that I have his tongue in my mouth.
God, what a sight. His hands are already all over my body. With my right hand I resume doing what he interrupted. God is of marble, I want him.
He lowers my sheath uncovers my breasts, plays with my nipples. Ansimo
The tip of his dick is starting to get wet.
I go down and I decide to take it in my mouth slowly.
I have trouble getting it in my mouth, his chapel is really big. I feel him telling me to suck it all he wants to cum all over me.
I'm in ecstasy while I'm kneeling, with my hand I start to caress it from my thong, I feel I'm wet.
He's on a rampage with his hands on my head dictating the timing of the blowjob. He wants me to take it all in my mouth but I can't. He presses hard and tears come out of my eyes. To catch my breath I lick his balls, I take them all in my mouth.
In a second he pulls me up like I'm a bottle and bends me down to 90.
I'm up to my bellybutton with my sheath dress up to my bellybutton. His face goes up my ass, I can feel his tongue and his fingers go under my thong. With a quick movement she rips them off. I try to say something to him but a slap goes straight to my ass.
"Shut up, I've been dreaming about this moment too long. Trust me and let me do it."
I'm at the mercy of your excitement.
I can feel him penetrating me with his tongue, his saliva starts pouring between my legs.
I'm enjoying it, I feel him panting louder and louder.
"Please fuck me. I've prepared myself for you. I know you like your pussy shaved, I've been told."
To those words he increases the rhythm, in addition to the tongue I have two fingers in the pussy and one outside that stimulates my clitoris which is like a button now.
"Okay, I'll fuck you Silvia, but I won't be quiet. Today is just sex."
I open my legs more, he spits on the chapel and gets ready to penetrate me.
In a second I feel a great pain followed by a wave of pleasure.
It's really big, I'm not used to it. I lean against the wall with my hands, his blows make me tremble. They're really strong.
After a few seconds outside and inside I feel my pussy completely wet. I feel her balls banging on my pussy with every blow, her hands squeezing my hips tight, I can't breathe.
"You're killing me, but please don't stop." I tell him as I feel a hard slap hitting my ass.
"Your pussy's too tight, I gotta cum," he says.
Disappointed but still excited, I agree.
Quick as it comes out of my pussy, I turn around immediately and I get down ready to swallow it all.
In three strokes and instead of coming in my mouth I get a big cumshot in my face.
"But not in my fucking face. I'm wearing makeup. Couldn't you come in my mouth that I would have swallowed?" I tell him pissed off out loud.
"Sorry it's always been a fantasy of mine to cum on your beautiful face."
I didn't know whether to cry or fuck him, but at that very moment we heard a knock on the bathroom door.
Oh, God, who is it now, I thought at once.
We were silent. I watched Crip sweat until we heard Paola's voice whisper something.
"Are you guys done? Cri, Sofia's looking for you. Get out before she gets suspicious."
To those words Cristian still with his cock outside covered with my moods opened the door and let Paola in.
"Oh God, Cri is your sister, but how can you let her in like that? You're naked and my face is still dirty," I told him almost crying.
But to my surprise, Paola replied.
"Don't worry. I'm used to it. In the Cri's house he does every one with Sofia, several times I found myself watching them fuck in our room." And he goes on to say, "come here, I'll fix your makeup."
Now speechless I let myself do, Cristian recomposed himself and before going out he kissed Paola on the lips and then me.
"I don't understand Paola anymore, what the fuck is your relationship with her?" I asked him.
"Don't worry, besides being brother and sister, we're best friends and sometimes lovers, and you've been in his erotic dreams for a year. Every time he tells me what he'd do to you, and when he comes out, I masturbate thinking about you two fucking. Come on now, we have to go back there and they're waiting for us."
He took a handkerchief and wiped my face, but before coming out of the bathroom he swiped his finger over his brother's cum in the paper, passed it over my mouth and licked it.
He laughed and came out of the bathroom.
From that day on, my sex life took a different path.
I'm 17 years old Italo Albanese, 1.64 years old, thin, light skin 2 of breasts and protruding ass, last year of hairdresser's school.
She is 18 years old, of Sicilian origin, as tall as me, very pretty face but not yet fully developed in shape, she is also the last year of hairdressing school.
Today is her birthday, tonight we will all go to a club to celebrate. There will be her closest relatives, her boyfriend, me and her company of friends.
We'll meet at 6 o'clock at her house to prepare her and make her beautiful for the occasion. After an hour to fix her up, a show comes out.
The dress she has chosen is fabulous, a long shiny black dress that wraps around her whole body and a 10 heel to make her feel like a queen.
She's excited, she's not used to dressing like a woman. I'm used to it.
My little dress is a very short gray sheath dress, 12 heel and I know that tonight the eyes will be on me too.
The evening's going fabulously well. Everything's perfect. Paola is not in her skin, she laughs, talks, jokes, has fun and is excited and she just smiles and thanks me.
For you, my friend, this and more I thought maliciously.
The male eyes of the whole place are for us two. But I only want one thing all day long.
Your brother's eyes on me.
16-year-old 180-year-old Cristian plays Basketball, handsome marble physique like a deity. I want him tonight, even if he's accompanied by Sofia, his girlfriend.
After two cocktails I see him more sprightly, that's the time to take a risk.
A few days before I stole his contact from Paola's phone and devised a plan to make him mine.
Before leaving the house I took a picture to provoke him.
I take the phone, check that none of my friends see me, open whatsapp and send you the photo with a message: If you find me it's yours.
I block the contact, smile, look at it and send it.
The seconds between sending and receiving are endless. You pull out your phone and after a few seconds I see a different expression on your face. You look around like a madman, and I hope you are as excited as I am. Your girlfriend is far away. Without arousing too much suspicion, I hide among the hugs of friends, I watch you until you disappear into the crowd.
Tens of minutes pass when I see you leaning against a sofa with your eyes staring at me.
At that very moment I get a message on Telegram. It's fucking him. I didn't think he'd write me from some other app.
I open the message: Silvia every time I fuck Sofia I think about your body, your shaved pussy.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. I don't have the courage to look up and look at him. I'm red, I'm hot.
Drin Drin. Second message: Follow me.
As soon as I look up, he's already on his back walking to the bathroom.
"Hey, Silvia, are you all right? Are you as red as a pepper?" Paola asks me
"Yeah, I'm sure everything's fine. In fact, I'm going to go to the bathroom to freshen up. I'll be right back." I tell him laughing.
I take courage and walk away from the others and head for the bathroom. I enter, I find him washing his hands, he doesn't look at me, takes the paper, dries himself and enters the disabled bathroom, closes the door but I don't hear the lock.
I wait a few seconds, take courage and slowly open the door.
He's leaning against the wall waiting for me. He's got his pants down, he's holding the phone in his right hand and with his left hand he's screwing his dick.
I lock the door.
He's looking at my picture. I'm a thrill. He looks at me, puts the phone on the sink and hugs me.
"Do you like my pussy?" I tell him.
I feel his hot, hard chapel on my thigh. He licks my neck and whispers to me.
"You have no idea how many cumshots I've made thinking about you. Now I can finally make you mine."
He won't even let me answer that I have his tongue in my mouth.
God, what a sight. His hands are already all over my body. With my right hand I resume doing what he interrupted. God is of marble, I want him.
He lowers my sheath uncovers my breasts, plays with my nipples. Ansimo
The tip of his dick is starting to get wet.
I go down and I decide to take it in my mouth slowly.
I have trouble getting it in my mouth, his chapel is really big. I feel him telling me to suck it all he wants to cum all over me.
I'm in ecstasy while I'm kneeling, with my hand I start to caress it from my thong, I feel I'm wet.
He's on a rampage with his hands on my head dictating the timing of the blowjob. He wants me to take it all in my mouth but I can't. He presses hard and tears come out of my eyes. To catch my breath I lick his balls, I take them all in my mouth.
In a second he pulls me up like I'm a bottle and bends me down to 90.
I'm up to my bellybutton with my sheath dress up to my bellybutton. His face goes up my ass, I can feel his tongue and his fingers go under my thong. With a quick movement she rips them off. I try to say something to him but a slap goes straight to my ass.
"Shut up, I've been dreaming about this moment too long. Trust me and let me do it."
I'm at the mercy of your excitement.
I can feel him penetrating me with his tongue, his saliva starts pouring between my legs.
I'm enjoying it, I feel him panting louder and louder.
"Please fuck me. I've prepared myself for you. I know you like your pussy shaved, I've been told."
To those words he increases the rhythm, in addition to the tongue I have two fingers in the pussy and one outside that stimulates my clitoris which is like a button now.
"Okay, I'll fuck you Silvia, but I won't be quiet. Today is just sex."
I open my legs more, he spits on the chapel and gets ready to penetrate me.
In a second I feel a great pain followed by a wave of pleasure.
It's really big, I'm not used to it. I lean against the wall with my hands, his blows make me tremble. They're really strong.
After a few seconds outside and inside I feel my pussy completely wet. I feel her balls banging on my pussy with every blow, her hands squeezing my hips tight, I can't breathe.
"You're killing me, but please don't stop." I tell him as I feel a hard slap hitting my ass.
"Your pussy's too tight, I gotta cum," he says.
Disappointed but still excited, I agree.
Quick as it comes out of my pussy, I turn around immediately and I get down ready to swallow it all.
In three strokes and instead of coming in my mouth I get a big cumshot in my face.
"But not in my fucking face. I'm wearing makeup. Couldn't you come in my mouth that I would have swallowed?" I tell him pissed off out loud.
"Sorry it's always been a fantasy of mine to cum on your beautiful face."
I didn't know whether to cry or fuck him, but at that very moment we heard a knock on the bathroom door.
Oh, God, who is it now, I thought at once.
We were silent. I watched Crip sweat until we heard Paola's voice whisper something.
"Are you guys done? Cri, Sofia's looking for you. Get out before she gets suspicious."
To those words Cristian still with his cock outside covered with my moods opened the door and let Paola in.
"Oh God, Cri is your sister, but how can you let her in like that? You're naked and my face is still dirty," I told him almost crying.
But to my surprise, Paola replied.
"Don't worry. I'm used to it. In the Cri's house he does every one with Sofia, several times I found myself watching them fuck in our room." And he goes on to say, "come here, I'll fix your makeup."
Now speechless I let myself do, Cristian recomposed himself and before going out he kissed Paola on the lips and then me.
"I don't understand Paola anymore, what the fuck is your relationship with her?" I asked him.
"Don't worry, besides being brother and sister, we're best friends and sometimes lovers, and you've been in his erotic dreams for a year. Every time he tells me what he'd do to you, and when he comes out, I masturbate thinking about you two fucking. Come on now, we have to go back there and they're waiting for us."
He took a handkerchief and wiped my face, but before coming out of the bathroom he swiped his finger over his brother's cum in the paper, passed it over my mouth and licked it.
He laughed and came out of the bathroom.
From that day on, my sex life took a different path.