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Clothed Nudity
Author: J
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White Nightie
Claudia was in one of her three nighties for the night. It was just five in the morning and she was wide awake. It must be the early night, which was so warm she couldn’t take. There was nothing under the white lacy night dress, and it made her felt somewhat sexy.
Tons of guys chatting online couldn’t get her horny cause of three reasons. 1. She doesn’t masturbate. 2. She doesn’t know what’s pleasure. 3. She can’t imagine that well like guys. Yet, she managed to feel (sexily?) ‘weird’ at such time without any stimulation.
Hmm, what would she do? Ignore the thoughts to explore herself? Or give it a try?
Pulling away the thick quilt, she stretched her body and rested her hands at her thighs. With her eyes closed, her legs widened and hands got closer to the forbidden fruit. There wasn’t anything to see, she knew she was safe, doors locked, protected by darkness and plenty of time before her waking hours.
Slowly, she peeled the lips, protecting and shielding the sensitive parts from accidental arousal, apart and gave the insides a prod. Somehow, it doesn’t feel deep enough under the skin and she pulled apart more pink flesh, revealing the unknown clit and the surrounding nerves.
She gave a little nudge again and this time, her fingers landed somewhat near the clitoris and she felt a little tremble and electrical sensation, generating some warmth up her body to her face. Something in her mind told her it’s safe, and she found it. The key to clitoral orgasms for a start. A sense of relieve and uncertainty came over her as whether to continue or not.
Only five minutes have passed and there was plenty of time to play and explore, might even have time to nap a little more.
Her fingers went back to work and she started exploring the areas between the flaps, poking around the dry rough flesh, till she found the most sensitive spot. Knowing that too much pressure will generate a tickle instead of the new-found sense of goodness, she took her time and tried different strokes, with different pressures. And in no time, she found it slippery below and easier to slid her fingers around, and between the complex flaps of unprotected pink flesh.
Her fondling with her clit soon were accumulating an emotional rollercoaster, the type where it launches fast and high up, with you wishing it will keep going for a bit more every time it slowed down, never wanting it to end.
As her fingers went faster, she could feel the ‘catapult’ effect gathering energy, until her fingers went as fast ad they could, going in furious circles, a countdown to ‘overload’ started in her head.
5, 4, 3, 2, ahhhh~
An unexpected moan which she tried to contain, escaped her mouth as her body released a stream of thick warm juices down her slit, flowing down her fingers and between her butt crack, wetting the bed. After she took a few minutes break, she took her panties which was hanging at the corner and wiped herself, accidentally touching the super sensitive swollen clit, giving her a shiver up her spine.
That very experience took so much energy out of her that she slowly drifted to sleep which felt very long.
Mum (outside the door): ‘Dia. Time to wake up for school.’
Claudia jolted up and was wide awake. Totally sobered and interestingly refreshed too. What exactly happened? She was still in her night dress, panties hung neatly at the edge of the bed.
Was it a real? No. I’m still sticky, but the bed is dry and my panties… Maybe just a wet dream?
No matter what, she definitely had an orgasm. I wonder if she’d dare to do it again.
At about 7am, I woke up to a familiar voice – moaning. It came from across my room, which belongs to my little sister, Christel. Well, sexy moans, what else could be it? She was supposed to be in school or on the way there by then. Intending to sexpose her, I gently twisted the knob and inched the door ajar.
In the middle of her queen size bed, her hands were under the blanket, legs obviously apart and wide by how the blankets ‘stand’ on their own.
Me: ‘Christel! Shouldn’t you be in school?’
The shock quickly placed her in a seemingly ‘innocent’ sleeping position. She legs slid down and closed themselves, rubbing her weary eyes which were closed while getting herself off earlier.
Christel: ‘Shouldn’t you be in camp? I am not feeling well. I thought there’s no one home.’
Me: ‘I took leave today. Where are you not feeling well?’
I walked over to her side and touched her forehead. I actually wondered if the warmth was from a fever or from the intense masturbation. Of course, by then, she learnt the lesson to lock her door and be softer with her moans. As I got up to leave, a naughty thought ran through my mind.
In a swift motion, I pulled her sheets off and she wasn’t fast enough to hold it back. I was in time to see her legs apart and a pink coloured toy between.
Christel: ‘Kor!’
Me: ‘Is that a vibrator? You’re just 14, and you’re using a toy!’
Christel: ‘I’m still a virgin, of course I use toys lah. If not you help me ah?’
Me: ‘You dare to ask me for help meh?’
Christel: ‘Humph! Don’t think I don’t know about you and Jie..’
Guessing it’s no longer a secret, I told her about what really happened. As she listened to me while lying down, I stroked her hair and stayed close to her feverish body.
Me: ‘Christel, are your hands moving under the blankets?’
Christel: ‘Eh kor, you like to call me by my name de. No brother calls their sister by name lo.’
Christel: ‘And yeah. Your story telling skill is good, it’s making me wet.’
My hands went below and took over hers at the toy, sliding it up and down across her pussy lips. Twisting left and right as well, giving her a ‘foreign’ sensation. The feeling when it’s not your familiar hands playing at your intimates.
Christel: ‘Kor, thank you..’
As I pressed it harder onto her clit, she wrapped her hand around my waist and reached into my boxers. Pulling my foreskin back before giving it a pat down from bottom up.
Christel: ‘You are so big. Around the toy’s size.’
A cheeky tongue out expression made my day better and I continued with juicing and her hand continued stroking. After what seems feel like a long time, my little brother grew bigger, its was of asking for more. Knowing that asking might not get me anywhere, I decided to dare my little sister instead.
Me: ‘You dare to put it inside you?’
Christel: ‘You know, I’m waiting for you to ask that question.’
I climbed over her in missionary and gently sucked on her nipples as she placed the dripping toy away. I then pushed my hips forward and entered her warm love hole slowly as not to hurt her too much. Thrusting in and out at a constant rhythm. Seems like her hymen was already broken.
Christel: ‘Oh my god! Kor, it feels way better than the toy. You’re so warm!’
Her legs spread wider for deeper penetration and I delivered. Our perspiration were making us more wet than sticky. She then turned herself over and got into doggie, receiving my full force slamming onto her butt.
Her tightness wouldn’t make me last thirty, but the new control methods I picked up proved effective and gave me a good thirty minutes before l decided to cum while she was there convulsing from the multiple orgasms and still asking me not to slow down nor stop.
Where did my little soldiers go? Well, definitely not into her pussy, but her mouth. As she tire out at the last few orgasms, she fell onto the bed and gave me her first blowjob, sucking me hard till every drop were out and down her throat.
My poor sister continued her rest, while I used her laptop to write this story before I lose inspiration. I hope she get well soon. I think she’s addicted to love making, like her elder sister.
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