When I came home from college… [Mf, voy, inc]

This is the first in a line of stories that will be connected but each will be able to be read independently. They will focus on what most would consider seriously inappropriate taboos with this story being the most vanilla of them all. If these sort of things are your fetish, please sit back and enjoy…

It all started when I came home after graduating from college at 25. Graduating with an MBA, as I soon learned, does not automatically translate into finding a good paying job. When I went off to college after high school I had big plans – I picked the college farthest away from my parents because I was ready to be independent. The first couple years parties, sex, drugs, and drinking took up a majority of my time and, as you can imagine, piece by piece my four year college education plan was extended. Failing classes, signing up for fewer classes than I could have handled, not taking anything truly seriously significantly put me behind. At first it didn't matter because I had a money flow from my parents that would keep coming in but as they started learning about my grades that money slowed to a trickle. Year by year the realities of adulthood hit me – I had to start working a job on the side, taking on deeper and deeper debt, and actually taking my classes more seriously. But when I did finally graduate I realized I had no serious job opportunities. Saddled with debt I had to go home, back to the small town my parents lived in, and admit defeat.

When I left for college my sister was 12 years old and my memories of her were nothing more than her being a pain in my ass. But when I returned from college I not only moved in with my parents – but a woman that by anyone's account would be considered stunningly hot. Believe it or not I was not aware of this transformation of my sister, Katie, because as I said I did whatever I could in my younger years to divorce myself of my family. My parents and I communicated but rarely did I speak with Katie and when I pulled into the driveway and I saw one of the most fuckable women I've ever seen in my life standing in my driveway stretching for a run I thought the gods had finally given me a gift from the heavens for my years of effort grinding out my degree. Then when I saw her look up, I could see immediately that it was that little annoying middle schooler that was always bothering me, Confusion descended upon me immediately but before I stepped out of the car I pushed my sexual thoughts far from my mind. After all, she was my sister and I came home out of defeat – my priority was to earn some money, pay off my mountains of debt, and get a place of my own – away from the prison of my parents house. Now that Katie was 19 though I realized that maybe we could finally connect and hang out a bit.

The first couple months went exactly as planned. I got an accounting job at a small local clothing boutique that mainly sold stylish clothing for women. Ever so slowly I began chipping away at my debt. Soon I was in a routine that mainly consisted of work and little else. But as the boredom of adulthood overcame me I realized when I let my mind go it continually returned to Katie.

Katie was a bit more naive and carefree than me being still young and never having left our hometown. She would often leave her laundry around, including bras and underwear. She would have no problem walking around the house in less than appropriate clothing even though I was home. As far as she was concerned I had returned to the place she has had full control of over the last five years and she wasn't going to change a thing. And I was fine with that.

But it was when I saw her walk by me from the bathroom to her room after a shower in nothing but a towel. An urge overcame me that I needed to see her naked. I tried ignoring it at first but it overcame me so much I knew I had to see. And even more I knew how I could see. Years ago my father had cut a hole in the floor of the bathroom closet to do some work on the pipes between the bathroom and the basement. My mind kept returning to the fact that while she was in the shower I could easily go into the basement, grab the stepladder down there, and climb up quietly through the hole in floor while Katie was in the shower. And so one day, when neither of our parents were home, I decided to do it.

The basement was a part of our house nobody ever went down to unless it was absolutely necessary. It was covered in cobwebs, you had to duck through most of it, and had virtually no purpose aside from housing the bowels of our house and tools and supplies we rarely needed. Once I heard Katie lock the door to the bathroom I snuck down into the basement and found the loose floor board. I quietly lifted it up exposing a hole to the walk-in bathroom closet. I heard the water running and listened carefully as she changed it from the bath flow to the shower. At that moment I pushed my arms down on either side of me and lifted my body through the floor and into the closet. As I stood up quietly I could see through the slats in the door Katie's full round ass as she stepped into the shower closing the frosted shower door behind her revealing her perfect outline.

To describe Katie's physical features briefly – she's a brunette with hair that falls halfway down her back, her height about 5'9”. She has a sweet demeanor with a smaller face and small nose with defined cheekbones. Her eyes stand out the most being a cool electric blue that contrasts sharply with her pale pouty face and full red lips. All of the fat in her body magically pooled up in her breasts and ass. The rest of her body was athletic, thin, and tight. Her collarbone was one of the things that constantly drew my attention and one of the mysteries I was attempting to solve hidden in this closet like a creep was whether her breasts were C's or D's in size.

Behind the frosted glass the outline of her figure teased me. The archetypal hourglass figure stood on the other side. I watched as my own sister cleaned her body quickly growing shamelessly hard at the experience. I didn't even need to see her details to be turned on about how she stretched and lathered behind that frosted glass. But it only made me more committed to seeing her so. As the water stopped my heart raced, my cock harder than ever. Finally the glass door opened and Katie, soaking wet and in her fully glory stood directly opposite the closet door. Even through the slats I could see her trimmed pussy, a strip running down the middle – and her breasts were definitely a D in size. Shamelessly I watched as she dried herself off and finally stepped out of the shower, bending over to get all the nooks and crannies of her body, ultimately giving me an eyeful of her wide bent over ass.

Then all too quickly the towel was wrapped around her and she was gone. Hearing her bedroom door shut I stepped out through the closet and shut the bathroom door finally releasing my rock hard cock. Her clothes were still on the floor including the panties that she had worn that day. I picked them up, breathing them in deeply as I began to stroke my cock. She smelled so sweet I wanted to taste her. Then I wrapped her panties around my cock and began using them to jerk off with. Harder I went shamelessly imagining myself taking her at my will. It wasn't long until I pumped thick ropes of cum right into her tiny teenage panties soaking them all the way through. Once I pumped the last drop into them I tossed them right back on the floor where they were fiendishly imagining her picking them up as I did. As I walked out the bathroom I knew that this was going to start to become a regular thing and at that point I pushed out any thought of it being wrong or bad directly out of my mind.

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