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Doesn't your sister look like a little angel sleeping on the couch? Even at 17 years of age, she was still so small and petite. It was like she had just... stopped growing at the age of 13. In all other ways, she took after the family. Just like you, your mother, and your father, she has the dense silver fur and her eyes were a radiant hue of green... She was just a short bitch at 5 foot nothing.

And yes, while she looked like a little angel curled up on the couch, she truly was a bitch. In fact, she is a holy fucking terror even which is why, out of desperation, your parents have shipped her across the states to live with you.

Your father said over the phone, "We've tried everything Sterling. Do what you can with Stacy but if she doesn't straighten out, she might just have to stay in juvie next time. We can't keep bailing her out like this."

Your mother let out a loud sob as soon as your father uttered these words. The thought of her little girl sitting in jail was obviously too much for her to bear. She didn't care if Stacy had been caught smoking weed again, she was still Mommy's little girl.

But you are only 22, what do your parents really expect you to do? Not to mention, ever since she arrived today, Stacy has done nothing but insult you and your hospitality. Stacy made it no secret that she hated moving to the cold state of Michigan, hated your single bedroom apartment and hated the small town life. But your parents thought being away from the city and away from all of her druggie friends would be the push that she needed to get back on the right path.

Your sister had no warm clothes to wear. Her wardrobe consisted of jeans cut in to daisy dukes and shirts that had been butchered to show off her midriff. Thus, you had to crank the heat on in the apartment until you had begun to even form a slight sweat. You did your best to keep dressed during the day but she was asleep now, so it was okay to just slip out of your pants and shirt. Down to your boxers. Even if she did wake up, you were STILL in your boxers so it's fine. Really.

But what's this? What is she doing now? Your eyes focus on the small fluff ball on the couch and notice her little rear moving slightly... is she? ... No... You look closer at her, standing right next to the couch so you can see exactly what she's doing and, Jesus Christ, she's fucking humping your couch in her sleep. What a little slut.

But... it does look rather nice doesn't it? Just a little tasty wolf girl, on your couch, who is scantily dressed and humping so lustfully in her sleep. Without even giving it a thought, you find your hand rubbing across the front of your boxers. A little rub, a little grope of your large testicles and then your cock as you watch the sleeping girl.

It's been a little while since your girlfriend left you. A few months now and you can't deny that you weren't feeling a little backed up. Sure you've been whacking off but it's just not the same. Cautiously, moving slower than a sloth, you take a seat on the edge of the couch. Your eyes are locked so intensely on her, waiting for the movement to stir her from her slumber but she keeps sleeping and her little hips, keep moving just a little bit as well.

Were you really going to do this? Were you really thinking about touching her? Touching your sister? You'll just touch her leg. See what happens. If she wakes up, you'll just tell her you were telling her to go to bed. Play it off.

So, you hold your breath, your hand is nearly trembling as you place it just above your sister's left knee. She becomes still. She isn't humping anymore. Fuck. But wait... wait... She's still asleep. Maybe it's not that bad after all. You gently move your thumb on her white fur, softly so softly stroking your sister's leg. And still she sleeps as if nothing was happening at all.

You take your bottom lip between your teeth, bite on it sharply and move your hand higher. The frayed fabric of the hem of her daisy dukes tickle across your fingertips. You gently work your fingers in to the soft flesh of her thigh. She moves slightly on the couch and your heart skips a beat. This would be a little harder to just play off but it's all right. All she does is roll on to her back and continue to sleep with her head propped up on the arm of the couch.

She might not be aware of it but here she was. Your sister, INVITING you to touch her. At least that's certainly what it looks like. You keep your right hand on her thigh and place your left hand on her bare stomach. Your excitement is causing you to be impatient. You're not being as careful anymore. Your left hand quickly moves beneath her shirt and brush your fingertips against the material of her bra.

Your eyes become focused on your sister's chest. She has perfect little breasts. They are tiny, no more than a handful and so perky. You wriggle your fingers beneath the underwire of the bra and dare to take a feel of your sister's breast into the palm of your hand. Fuck don't they just feel SO firm? You give them a little squeeze. Then another squeeze, a little more firmly this time so you can really feel them in your hand.

Satisfied with having felt your sister's wonderful tits, you withdraw your hand from her top. You give a very small, very quick glance back up to your sister's face. She's still sound asleep. Now, now it's time for the real fun.

With your left hand now free, you resume rubbing at your growing erection and take the fantastic leap of wriggling your fingers beneath the fabric of her daisy dukes. It's a good thing the shorts weren't any tighter or you wouldn't be able to fit your fingers under the material! You can't turn your gaze from your sister's crotch. You're watching the outline of your hand bulging beneath the fabric as you get the first feel of her mound.

The fur over her mound is so soft, feels so silky on your fingertips. You struggle to get your fingers to her slit. Then you feel it, the sweet sticky fluid of an aroused pussy. You can even feel her clit throbbing against your middle finger. That dirty dirty girl. Whatever she was dreaming about, whoever she was dreaming about was certainly getting her all hot and bothered.

You grasp the shaft of your cock in your hand and start to jerk yourself off. You move your hand from the base of your cock to the tip of your cock head. Keeping pace with the hand on your cock, you move your middle up and down along her slit. You press the finger between her heated folds; let your finger graze across the opening of her cunt before moving it back up against her sensitive clit. God she feels so wet and so sticky.

It only urges you to keep going and to stroke your cock and her cunt faster and faster. You have to bite down on your bottom lip against just to keep you from moaning BUT everything comes to a standstill as a moan, not of your own, echoes in the air.

Your eyes snap up to your sister's face. This had to be the most serious case of hand caught in the cookie jar ever. You're so shocked and so stunned that you don't even move your hand away from her pussy or your other hand from your cock.

She's staring directly into your eyes. Her green eyes are shimmering in the evening light. Finally, she breaks this horribly awkward silence with the most shocking thing you have ever heard in your life, "Please... Please don't stop. I'm so close to cumming big brother. Please. Please keep going. PLEASE"

Holy fuck. Not only was your sister awake but now she is BEGGING you to get her off. Oh god. It makes your cock throb in the palm of your hand to hear her beg for you. She really wants it. You really want it. So you give in to it. You let your lust consume you and continue masturbating your little sister while stroking your own cock.

You move the tip of your middle finger like a blur back and forth across your sister's throbbing clit. She's squirming, thrusting and rocking her hips to grind her button on your digit. You're oozing with precum as your hand moves up and down the length of your member. Since your dear sister is already awake, you see no point in keeping your moans held back any longer.

"Oh yeah baby girl. That's it. That's it. You want to cum don't you? That's a good girl. Cum for your brother. Cum for me." You're egging her on and she is responding so well to your words. She's moaning for you, leaking pussy juices all over your hand, all over her shorts and even on the couch.

Just as you think you're going to blow your load before she reaches her climax, she lets out a loud gasp, "Oh fuck me! Ohhhh big brother. Oh god yes. Ohhhh. Mmmm. It feels so good." She's thrusting her body on your hand, her pussy contracting wildly as she cums so hard for you. It pushes you over the edge. You start shooting your load of cum in the air. Long thick strings of your cum splashing up against your bare stomach and chest. Your cock pulsing in your hand as you empty out your nuts.

"Oh god baby girl! That's it! Yes!" The rest of your words turn into an animalistic grunting and growling as the end of your load sprays from the head of your cock. She's wriggling and squirming on your other hand as her orgasm begins to subside. She enjoys the lovely little after waves of pleasure that courses through her body.

The two of you are panting as you withdraw your hand from her shorts and place both of your hands at your sides. She looks away from you, off at nothing in particular and you look down to the floor. What to do now... where to go now... You just came all over yourself from molesting your little sister... Shit.

Her voice breaks through this awkward moment with a clear tone of sarcasm and joking, "I guess we don't have to worry about either of us sleeping on the couch."