Michelle and Stacy had been half sisters for 10 years since Michelle’s mother had married Stacy’s dad. Michelle had always looked at Stacy as more of a friend than a half sister and now that she was 19 and Stacy was 25 Michelle looked forward to Stacy dropping round for a coffee or heading over to her place for a chat. Although they didn’t look alike there were enough similarities between the two girls for people to believe they were actually full sisters. They had a similar build, both slim but with nicely curved hips, slender legs (Stacy’s from good genes, Michelle’s helped by her love of running). Michelle, at 5’3” was a couple of inches shorter than Stacy but they both had pert, firm breasts although Michelle’s were actually a little larger and her hair was a slightly lighter brown than Stacy’s. Michelle always thought that Stacy’s boyfriend, Brendan, was okay, if a little dull. He didn’t always have a lot to say and he wasn’t particularly funny and as far as looks were concerned she thought that Stacy could do better. She thought Stacy was fairly happy with Brendan but just recently she’d seemed a little distance and when she’d asked if she was alright Stacy’s face had flushed a little and she’d stumbled over her words but said she was fine so Michelle hadn’t thought too much of it. Michelle had called Stacy to ask if she could borrow some shoes. She was going out with her friend Tina on Saturday night and needed some heels and seeing as how they had the same size feet she gave her a call and asked if she could drop round on Saturday morning. Stacy had said it was fine but as she had to go out Michelle would have to let herself in. Michelle turned up at the house around 10am and used her key to get in. She was wearing a cute short pleated skirt that always reminded her of a cheerleader’s uniform, a thin blouse and flat shoes. The house was quiet and she felt a little strange about being in someone else’s house alone. She went straight up to Stacy’s room and opened the closet door. All Stacy’s clothes were either hanging up or on the shelves and all her shoes were on the floor below the hanging rail. Michelle knelt down so she could see them in the half light. As her eyes became accustomed to the dark she saw the black heels she wanted. Michelle smiled to herself as she picked them up. They were perfect for her night out, not too high but strappy enough to be worn with a dress or jeans. As she pulled them out into the light she saw some grass and what appeared to be mud on the heel and sole. She frowned but didn’t think too much of it, pulling it off and dropping it into the waste basket by Stacy’s dresser. She walked back to the closet just to check that there wasn’t a dress in there which would go better with the shoes than the one she had planned on wearing. As she reached into one of the shelves her hand hit something hard and metal. She picked the object up to see what it was. It was a digital camera. Michelle held it in her hand. She didn’t have one of her own and it might be good to borrow it to take on the night out and she was sure Stacy wouldn’t mind if she took it for the evening. A thought popped into her head. What if there were pictures that Brendan had taken of Stacy on it? Pictures of them together, in the bedroom? She laughed to herself, she was pretty sure that Brendan wasn’t that adventurous. She took the camera out and closed the closet door. She was about to leave the room when she stopped, looking at the camera. She was going to just borrow it then bring it back but what if there were some pictures on it Stacy wouldn’t want anyone to see? If there were and she borrowed it, it would be awkward bringing it back. She decided to check, that way if there was anything “incriminating” she would just put it back. She hit the power button and screen lit up. Michelle studied the buttons, trying to see which one would scan through the pictures. She pressed a button with a small, left pointing arrow. Suddenly an image appeared on the screen but it was blurry and she couldn’t make out what it was. Michelle looked at it suddenly realizing that the reason she couldn’t make out the picture was because it was the still image from a video. Michelle’s finger poised over the play button, unsure if she should press it. Was it something that she shouldn’t look at? But she was sure that Brendan Sex hikayeleri wasn’t the type of guy who would agree to making “that” kind of movie. She hit play and as the movie started Michelle froze as her half sister, Stacy, stepped into view. She was naked and as she stepped fully into frame Michelle heard her voice. “And. Action.” Michelle watched as Stacy moved across the room, revealing a bed with a guy lying on it. The thing was the bed wasn’t the one in this room and the guy on the bed wasn’t Brendan. As Michelle watched she saw her half sister reach into a toiletry bag and pull out a pink vibrator. She hit the stop button. She couldn’t watch this. Not only was it her half sister and friend, but she was obviously with another man. Michelle sat on down on the bed, staring at the camera in her hand, an uncomfortable feeling in her stomach. But the feeling wasn’t because she’d just discovered that her sister was cheating on her live in boyfriend it was more because that the image of her sister had started to turn her on. She tried to rationalize what she had felt over the image. She’d never felt the urge to be with a woman, she had always liked men and had had a couple of boyfriends although she was still a virgin, but on the other hand she had always been able to say when she thought another girl was pretty or sexy and up until this point she had thought this was normal. But now she wasn’t so sure. Michelle looked back at the screen; the movie was paused and she could still see the image of Stacy, naked, holding the vibrator, the unknown guy, also naked and erect, on the bed. She knew she should put the camera down, put it back where she had found it and try to forget the movie but she couldn’t, she didn’t want to. She continued to stare at the image. She wondered how much more there was to the movie. The timer in the bottom right hand corner of the screen said that she had watched 5 seconds of two hours of recording. Two hours! They had filmed themselves for two hours? She wanted to watch it. She wanted to know what else was on the camera. She looked at her watch but she didn’t know what time Stacy or Brendan would be home and she didn’t want to get caught with the camera. Michelle’s heart was racing and the heat she had felt between her legs when the movie had first started was still there. She had to see the rest of it. She knew it was wrong; she knew it was a betrayal of her sister, her friend but the feelings she had from those few seconds of recording were too much to fight. She had to watch the rest of it. She looked around the room, wondering where Stacy would have kept the USB cord which would allow her to connect the camera to her computer. In the corner of the room was a computer desk which had three drawers in it. Moving to the desk she opened the each of the drawers in turn until she saw a box which a picture of the same camera on it. Opening the box she saw the lead and quickly pulled it out, dropping it and the camera into her purse. Grabbing the shoes she headed out of the room and down the stairs. She decided that she would take the camera home, hook it up to her laptop, make a copy then drop the camera back before Stacy realized it was gone. Michelle’s heart was pounding in her chest the whole drive home. There had been two occasions where she had almost changed her mind and turned her car around but her growing lust was too much. Opening the front door to her house Michelle called out to see if her mother or step father were in. The house was silent. Michelle ran up to her room and closed the door. Pulling her laptop off her dresser she turned it on and plugged in the power cord. As the laptop started up, Michelle connected the camera to it via one of the USB ports. An information box popped up on the screen telling her that the laptop was downloading the drivers needed for the camera. Michelle looked around nervously, as if at any moment someone might burst into the room like a SWAT team. After about a minute the box on the screen changed and she read the message. The drivers had been installed. She was ready. Michelle double clicked the camera icon which had appeared on the screen, allowing her access to the files on the camera. There was only one file. Michelle highlighted it with the mouse, then, pressing the right hand mouse button she hit COPY. Sikiş hikayeleri Following the instructions on the screen she saved the file to her own folder, watching the green bar creep slowly across the screen. Once the file was saved onto her laptop, Michelle quickly unhooked the camera and headed back to her car. On her way back to Stacy and Brendan’s house she called their landline, hoping that they wouldn’t be in. If they were it would make putting the camera back difficult and if Brendan was in she risked giving her sister’s secret affair away to him. To her relief no one picked up the phone. Letting herself back into the house she rushed up to the bedroom and walked to the closet, opening the door. As she looked inside she suddenly realized she couldn’t remember which shelf the camera had been on. She paused for a second. She was sure it had been the third shelf down but she had also put her hand into the others. After another few seconds of indecision she put the camera at the back of the third shelf, closed the closet doors and left. When she arrived back home the house was still empty. She went up to her room and opened her laptop. It was 1pm and Tina wasn’t coming round until 7 so she had a few hours. Opening the laptop she sat on the bed, her legs crossed, the computer in front of her. Leaning forward she found the movie file and opened it. Suddenly the screen was filled with her half sister’s naked body. Once again she heard her voice. “And. Action”. Michelle watched transfixed as her sister removed the pink vibrator from the bag which was next to the naked stranger on the bed. To her amazement she saw Stacy begin to run the toy over her clitoris and down to the lips of her vagina. Beneath her t-shirt Michelle’s nipples began to harden, the sight of her sister pleasuring herself with the sex toy while the guy on the bed watched turning her on, making her hot. The guy moved, his hand moving to his hard penis but he was halted by her Stacy’s voice. “No. That’s for me to do later”, Stacy’s voice said. To her disappointment the guy obeyed her sister’s command. Even though she was enjoying watching Stacy she would also have liked to have watched the guy masturbate, watched as his cum spurted from his hard cock, covering his stomach and chest. Her eyes moved back to Stacy. Suddenly she heard Stacy’s voice again. She said the guy’s name, Rich. Michelle listened as Stacy continued, her nipples pressing through her bra and top, her pussy beginning to become damp with excitement. Stacy was telling Rich that she was fantasizing about him even though he was there. She was telling him that she played with herself and fucked herself with the vibrator and thought about him. She even told him that she fantasized about him when she was fucking Brendan. She was asking Rich to fuck her after she’d cum. Michelle was transfixed as Stacy’s body moved in pleasure. Michelle moved her hand up under her skirt, tracing the opening of her vagina over her panties, pushing the sheer material against her damp opening. Suddenly Michelle saw her half sister’s body convulse, her legs closing around the vibrator. Her voice emanated through the small speakers as she told Rich she was Cumming. Michelle couldn’t stand it anymore. Her nipples were hard and were pressing against her clothing, her panties were wet. She hit the pause button before pulling at the buttons on her top, ripping it off and throwing it to the floor. Her bra followed so that she was now topless. She lay back onto the bed and kicked off her shoes. Reaching up under her skirt she pulled her panties down, aware that they had been sticking slightly to her wet lips. She lifted her skirt so that it was bunched up around her slim waist, not wanting to waste time taking it off. She sat up again, this time with her legs either side of the laptop. It felt good to be almost naked, it made her even more aroused. She looked at the window, aware that the blinds were up and so she could be in view of the neighbors across the street. She didn’t care. She stroked her nipples, looking at the frozen image in the screen of her half sister, naked, in the middle of an orgasm, her slender legs clamped around the vibrator that was pressed against her clitoris. Slightly to the side of her she could see the image of Rich, his eyes fixed on Stacy as she Erotik hikaye came, his penis hard, lying back on his stomach. Michelle hit the rewind button, moving the movie back past the point where Stacy had been speaking. She hit play with her right index finger, her left one already exploring her wet pussy. As she watched her half sister masturbate, listening to her most intimate thoughts Michelle slid her finger into to her wet opening, her juices making the penetration easy. Her other hand moved to her clit and began to press it and move in a circular motion. As she watched Stacy’s body react to the force of her orgasm Michelle slipped a second finger inside herself, moving them around, stroking her g-spot. Her movement s on her clit becoming faster as she watched her sister let the vibrator fall to the floor before collapsing forward onto the bed. Suddenly Michelle’s head dropped forward as her own orgasm exploded through her, her pussy contracting on her fingers as she continued to rub her clit. She was leaning forward, gasping, her mouth open, and a tiny bead of perspiration falling from her forehead and onto the bed between her trembling legs. Michelle looked back at the computer screen. Her fingers were still deep inside her vagina while her other hand continued to massage her clitoris. On the screen she could see Stacy crawling up the bed, her legs either side of Rich as her lay watching her. For a moment Michelle thought she was going to see her sister lower herself onto her lover and ride him but as she watched Stacy move over his body she saw that she was moving past his hard penis until she was positioned over his face. Michelle’s fingers were moving inside her again, the fingers on her clitoris continuing to make small circular movements as she watched Stacy’s tight, round ass lower onto Rich, her pussy pressing onto his mouth. Rich’s hands were on Stacy’s breasts and Michelle knew his tongue was working her clit just as her own hands were rubbing her firm, pink nub. On the screen Stacy was riding Rich’s mouth while his hands caressed her breasts. Michelle began to match their movements, sliding her wet fingers from her pussy, using them to pinch and roll her nipples, her other hand still concentrating on her clit. She stared at the screen as Stacy began to cum again, the sound of her voice telling Rich that she was cumming almost tipping her over the edge again but she wanted to tease herself while she watched them. It was something that often she did when she masturbated; she would stroke her clit until she could feel her orgasm approaching then she would slide her finger down into her opening until the feeling backed off. She would do this until she could not longer stand it then she would rub her clit until she exploded. She enjoyed this most when she had the house to herself because knew she could be loud and she didn’t like having to hold back. She managed to keep her climax at bay, wanting to see what would happen next in the movie. What did happen surprised her. Michelle was expecting to either see Stacy collapse onto the bed or better yet, start to fuck Rich and so she couldn’t believe what she was watching as she saw Stacy slide the cock sized vibrator into her vagina and another smaller one into her ass. At first Michelle was shocked but the sight and sound of her half sister giving herself so much pleasure in order to please her lover continued to excite her. Michelle’s body was a mass of pleasure zones; her nipples were hard and her wet fingers were sending electric shocks through her body while her other hand stroked her clit, almost bringing her to orgasm but each time she managed to hold back. A bead of perspiration was running down between her breasts and over her stomach until it mixed with the wetness from her vagina. Her legs were still either side of the laptop and on the screen Stacy was about to cum again, her body shaking as she pulled the small vibrator from her ass. The sight of her sister’s exquisite release was too much for Michelle and she could no longer tease herself. Letting her fingers work her clit while she pinched her nipples she let out a low moan as she came again, her juices seeping down between her ass cheeks and pooling on the bed between her legs. She gasped again, reaching forward to hit the pause button, her unsteady fingers finding it difficult to line the cursor up on the button on the screen. When she looked at the screen again the paused image was of Stacy lying face down on the bed, her mouth open and her eyes closed while it looked as though Rich was moving to position himself behind.