Sarah and I have been married for 7 years now, we met when we were 24 and it was love at first sight. I loved everything about that girl—her smile, her laugh, her personality, her family. Sarah’s parents had two daughters, her and Lola. Lola was only 11 when I first met her, a bubbly blonde little girl who looked like a young replica of my Sarah. I guess that was the problem, as she grew older and older the more she looked more and more like a younger version of my wife. I started to notice Lola more and more as she filled into her body, she had a face similar to her older sister—blonde hair, plump lips, the only difference was her green eyes compared to Sarah’s blue eyes and her smooth, youthful skin. Her body.. she had her sisters slim waist and perfect C-Cups but Lolas body was more of an hourglass. Her thighs were thick and juicy while Sarah’s were slim, her ass was round and plump while Sarah’s was flat and nonexistent. I love my wife and I love her body, but I’d always had a weakness for a woman’s thighs. Once I started noticing these things, I started to distance myself from Lola. I’m not perfect, but I sure as hell wasn’t gonna continue to allow myself to think of my wife’s sister that way.
Sarah and I moved into a new beautiful home a few years ago, we were lucky to get such a good deal on it. Lola would come and visit her sister every so often, whenever she got into an argument with her parents or was too drunk to go home after a high school party, we’d let her crash in our guest room. It wasn’t until last year, Lola had just started her first year at a university that coincidentally was only a few miles from our home. Just like every college student, Lola didn’t wanna live with her parents once she turned 18. Their parents was a little overbearing, so when Sarah proposed that we let Lola move in I was more than happy to oblige.
As the months went on, the more I realized Lola was actually a pretty decent girl. She usually sat in her room and studied—when she wasn’t doing that she was attending university or going to yoga classes. It wasn’t so bad. Of course, with that being said, one of the biggest pluses was getting to watch her prance around the house in her tiny outfits. When she first moved in, she’d come out of her room dressed in tight little yoga pants and a thin crop top that exposed her tan, toned stomach with no bra (Lola is one of those anti-bra girls, not that I’m complaining) the imprint of her round, perky tits were on full display, not to mention the AC is always kicked on high in our house.. so you know what that means. That was before she turned around, her ass and thighs jiggled in every fucking thing that girl wore. I tried my best not to stare, but I’m still a guy after all. I walk around my house with blue balls every fucking day.
That was before Sarah started to notice the special attention I was showing Lola. There was one incident at the kitchen table, Lola walked in wearing a pair of grey cotton shorts and a pink tank top, I could see the outline of her tiny nipples through her shirt for the first time and when she leaned over to grab a mug from the cabinet.. the bottom of her perfect ass peeked out. I nearly spit out my coffee. I don’t know how long I was staring with my tongue out before I felt Sarah’s eyes burning into me and a hard kick under the table. Sarah had a little talk with Lola after that about how she dressed around the house, after that it was bras and jeans at all times around the house. Not that it helped.. Lola had an ass that looked good in anything she wore.
Then the pandemic hit. Sarah was working crazy hours at the hospital and I was working remotely from home, Lola was taking online classes. Most days it was just Lola and I around the house. We didn’t talk much, we didn’t have to, it was a lot of comfortable silence. Lola still wore her “conservative” clothes around the house, probably afraid that I would tell Sarah on her. Despite her seductive eyes and provocative clothes, Lola was a innocent girl. She had no idea what she was doing to me. About a month into quarantine, we started to get a little closer. We’d watch Marvel movies together or just sit on the couch and read our books in silence, have passionate conversations about politics and make jokes with each other. My tiny crush on Lola was blossoming, the girl who I thought was just like her former-party girl sister was the exact opposite. I enjoyed being around her more than I thought I would, and I think she enjoyed being around me.
The closer Lola and I got to each other, the more comfortable she was around me. She started wearing her workout clothes around the house again, I got to enjoy her perfect tits at my display and that round ass all day round. I will never forget the day she finally decided to dip into our pool, it was a nice April day—we live in Florida so it scorching hot all year round—and she walked out of her room wearing nothing but sunscreen and a hot pink bikini. Her skin looked baby soft, she was glowing with a tan. Her golden blonde hair was in messy waves from the bun she’d been sporting the past few days, her baby face was clear and her cheeks got rosy when she saw the way my eyes popped out as I took in her body. Her tits were the perfect size, a bit bigger than a handful and they held themselves up in the tiny string bikini. Her small nipples poked through the thin material, I suddenly had a thirst to suck them. And her bikini bottoms… they hugged her so tightly I could see the imprint of her beautiful pussy—the most perfect cameltoe.
Her cheeks flushed when she saw my reaction and she gave me a shy smile, “Stop staring,” she couldn’t look me in the eye as she walked towards the patio door. But how could I stop staring? Once she turned around her ass moved with her, it bounced with every step she took. Her ass was the most perfect, roundest bubble, even more perfect that I’d imagined through her leggings. I wanted to lick every single stretch mark on her gorgeous ass and thighs. My dick instantly got hard and at that point it was hard to focus on the work in front of me, I sat there like the biggest fucking pervert.. watching my 18 year old sister in law sunbathing by the pool.
Lola took a quick dip in the pool and while I watched her, I couldn’t help but compare her exposed body to her sisters. Lolas tits were round and heavy—yet they sat up perfectly on her chest, unlike her sisters which were starting to sag with age. Her pussy looked smooth under her wet bikini, and the little crevice of her pussy was tiny and small, I imagined it was pink and soft in the middle, where as Sarah had meaty lips that hung down her. I hated myself for it, I loved my wife.. but this girl was driving me fucking mad with lust. I wanted to whip my dick out and masturbate right there and then, but I couldn’t.. it’s too risky. My dick was rock hard, it strained against my pants to the point of pain. I pulled out my phone and did what I thought would be the worst thing so could ever do (god, was I wrong) I snapped a picture of Lola laying out on our sun chair, her skin was glistening wet from the pool, her nipples were rock hard under her wet bikini top—which at this point had ridden up a bit and covered very little, plump underboob poked out underneath her top. Her thighs looked so smooth and juicy… and the sweet spot in the middle of them was soaked from the water, her bottoms imprinted every. single. detail. I could even see a little tiny pussy lip if I zoomed in.
I head into the hallway bathroom and unzip my pants, my dick bursts right up as soon as I pull them down and I start stroking my cock to the beautiful picture in front of me. It didn’t take long, after a day watching Lola be a little cocktease, this was exactly what I needed. I let out the biggest load I’d ever had right on my phone screen, imagining it was on Lolas perfect body.
That was when things started to spiral out of control. I couldn’t help the lust I had for this girl, being alone with her constantly was driving me insane. I couldn’t get off if it wasn’t to her, I jerked off to the picture days and days afterwards but I wanted the real thing. It wasn’t like I could whip my dick out and start stroking whenever she wore a god damn tank top or those insane shorts that produced every jiggle. It got to the point where I felt like she knew I had a crush on her, she knew I wanted nothing more than to taste her pussy or blow my load on her tongue. Maybe she always knew and she was just trying to fuck with me. But she took things to the next level, she started going on afternoon runs, coming home wet and sweaty, and doing her yoga lessons in front of the living room TV—which happened to be right across from the table I do my computer work at. I must’ve been hours behind my schedule just from watching her bend over in her tiny shorts.
That first day she did yoga in front of me was the first night I masturbated to her sleeping. I felt like such a creep but I couldn’t help but sneak in there every time Sarah was on a night shift.. I was fucking terrified at first but once I got a look at that innocent face sleeping soundly.. my dick instantly got rock hard. Her plump lips were wide open and her hair spread out in a beautiful blonde mess, I came to her lips alone that night. I went in there every night I could, I even started getting ballsy.. I’d slip the covers away from her to expose her in nothing but a big t shirt and a red thong. I know it’s terrible, I know it’s an awful thing to do.. this girl made me fucking insane. I wanted her more than I wanted anything.
It was just another one of those days, I had just sat through a half hour yoga session, I pretended to focus on my computer screen while she bent and twisted around in her tiny white crop top that was so see through I could see the color of her tiny pink nipples, and her grey yoga shorts that showed every bounce with every move she made. This was our daily ritual, I pretended not to watch while she knew I was. Today she made an extra show about it, following the instructor she put her hands on her feet and bent over, arching her back she shook her ass back and forth, back and forth just to torture me. After she went for her run, I went in the bathroom and came to that image alone.
I was back in my spot at the kitchen table when she arrived back from her run. She was dripping in sweat and breathing heavily as she walked through the kitchen to get some water. She leaned up against the counter and bent over to grab a glass on the top shelf, giving me a full view and instantly making my cock hard.. again… before she turned around and gulped her water down while looking at me. I could never get enough of her sweaty body, her sweat somehow smelled sweet. Her cheeks were flushed and her hair was in a long, blonde ponytail. Her tits were still exposed through her shirt, only now it was slightly wet from the sweat—giving me a better view of her nipples than ever. She refilled her water before coming to stand next to me, I shift in my seat to cover my boner and avert my eyes away from her.
“Whatcha doing?” She sing-songs in my ear while she takes another glass of water, her sweet smell overtakes me. Just like candy.
“I’ve gotta get these reports done by Monday.” I say as I turn to look at her, she’s looking down at me while she leans over a bit to look at my screen. I have a perfect view under her shirt at this point, I see a little flash of a hard, pink nipple while she examines my screen.
“Hmmm,” she distracts me by humming, I look up at her face and she’s staring right down at my lap, at my rock hard cock sticking straight up in my sweatpants. I quickly place my hands over my lap but it’s too late… If she didn’t know she was such a cock tease before, she definitely does now. “Well, good luck.” She says innocently, her eyes shy. She turns around and strides into the bathroom for a shower, not daring to look back.
About a half hour later I hear the shower turn off and I head into the bathroom to take a piss, and what do I see sitting on top of the laundry hamper? A pair of white, lace thong panties. My dick instantly grows hard again. Once I finish, I hesitantly take the panties from the hamper and examine them. The most innocent panties I’ve ever seen.. slick with clear wetness and slightly damp from her run. I just couldn’t help myself. I couldn’t. I bring the panties to my nose and get a good sniff, the sweet, sweet smell of her young pussy evades my senses. I even dip my tongue into the pool of wetness for a taste.. just as sweet as I thought I’d be. Does this mean she got wet after seeing my cock get hard for her? I couldn’t think straight, my dick was rock hard in front of me and I needed relief from this girl for the second time today. I take the panties around my hand and cling the soaking wet part over my shaft. Just knowing that these was on her pussy, her juice flowing up and down my cock was enough to get me feeling that burning sensation in my abdomen. I was close, so so close already. I kept thinking about how her pussy must feel, probably so tight and warm, soaking wet.. I can tell from the pool she left behind in her panties alone.
Just as I’m about to blow my load into her panties, I let out a low groan and release.. and when I do I hear the click of the doorknob and in comes who else but Lola in her tiny baby blue fucking towel. I look up at her in shock while my white cum spills out of me, she gasps in shock and her mouth is wide open, her eyes go wide in horror—but I don’t stop… I can’t stop, her pink tongue is exposed in her mouth, her perfect tits are pushed up against her chest and her towel clings to every. fucking. curve. on her body.. her thighs are tan and smooth and glistening wet..her plump lips are wide open for me and as my cum continues to spray out of me with one of my biggest loads, and I catch a glimpse of.. lust? Pleasure? Want? in her eyes while she stares at her innocent panties wrapped around my cock, getting filled with my cum.. I continue to stroke my cock while staring at her until I let out my last drop with another groan… Lola still stands in the doorway in shock. She finally averts her eyes from my rock hard cock to my face and then looks at the wall just as quickly. She just watched me cum the biggest load I’ve ever had and she’s still shy. It almost made me cum again.
“Oh—oh my god.” She says frantically and rushes out of the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.
We didn’t see each other for the rest of that night. I threw her cum filled panties back in the hamper and thrusted myself back into my work to distract myself from my embarrassment while she hibernated in her bedroom. Surely I could never look her in the eye again.. once she tells Sarah I’ll be a hated, divorced man. When I finally catch up on my days worth of work load, I return to the bathroom later that night to take another piss and notice her panties are missing from the hamper. I don’t think much of it, she was probably so disgusted she threw them out.
It wasn’t until I returned to her room an hour later, just to see her peaceful face and phenomenal body one last time before she tells her sister and I get kicked out, never to see her again. I lift her covers to get a good look at her hourglass body and recognize something.. the white panties, the panties that she watched me fill with my sperm.. she was wearing them. They clung to her pussy, outlining her perfect slit. She took the cum filled panties out of the hamper and put them on. My cum is on her pussy. That’s when I realized this girl is not as innocent as I thought.. needless to say, I came for the third time that night.
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