So I’m an old git and when at my age you sit and start to think of those that escaped this is one such episode of my life.
As a young 15yrs old lad and with a love of old cars my dad brought me a Triumph Herald it was to be our project and my first car when old enough and test passed, so here I was a few years later 17 and on my way to the test centre in a shiny fully restored motor driven down by old baldy half an hour later and with that fresh written peace of paper in hand I started my driving life.
Just passed my 18th hatch day we had a new family move in three doors down and they had a daughter who very quickly became a firm friend of my elder sister Sam was her name very slim with a pixie type hair cut with her almost black hair from her Italian heritage showing through, now the first time I truly noticed her was that summer it was so hot tarmac melting on pavements and roads the sort of heat only a British summer can give the oppressive heat laying on your bed quilt on the floor one very thin sheet over you all windows open and still unable to sleep.
Well this was a morning after one of those nights I ventured out thoughts of washing the car and getting the sprayed Tar off the side of the wheel arches etc as I walked out the back door there they were Sam and my sister in leotards on the grass doing some gymnastics, after walking into the doorframe from shock which thankfully they didn’t see I set to hosepipe bucket TFR and soap and so began the slowest car wash in history I spent so much time washing that car staring slyly at Sam. This is when I came to a decision somehow I had to have her as I am thinking of this she proceeded to do a crab on the grass her crotch pointing towards me metal fasteners on view connecting them together and there they were a slight view of white cotton panties and wispy pubes sticking out, now in those days and the fashion being MC hammer style trousers (I wish I could erase all those photos of me in them) and with the heat me being commando the instant erection I attained was a little obvious to say the least but that didn’t register what did however was Sam now standing up looking directly at me cloth in my hand soap and water dripping down soaking the windsock trousers I had on with a big grin on her face as she looked at me then up and down focusing on my cock tenting the trouser fronts out and catching my eye she glanced at my sister then winked at me licking her lips so naturally I did as all hot blooded men would stood hard embarrassed she had seen I flexed my cock twitching it against the material the presume flooding out and creating a wet streak followed very quickly by a splash of cloth dropping in bucket and my quick exit inside to my room to change my bedroom window in the bungalow facing the garden trousers dropped cock in hand and peeking at her through a curtain gap four strokes later a bucket full of cum streaking out of me onto the radiator and my hand.
A quick clean up and change later and I’m walking back outside in tracksuit bottoms with a decision of a car drive to clear my head and try to make a plan of attack.
As I walked out the shril sister voice rang out oi dock head you off out can ya take Sam up town she needs a new skirt for going out tonight making it appear like the worst task in the world I agree with comments of what do ya think I am a bloody taxi service.
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So here we go I slide into the seat and start the engine turn on the air con (opened the windows 😂) stereo up half volume the theme to the hit man and her blasting out as I see Sam standing on the grass picking up and stepping into a small plaid skirt feet slipping into shoes and she walks slinking like a big cat to the car gracefully lowering herself down onto the seat then jumping up as the seats melted her legs wafting her skirt and in such close proximity I swear I caught a smell of the musk of a wet pussy in the days of pubes you could tend to smell it easier. Eventually as I got half a mile down the road she managed to sit down while using her bag to keep her legs from the seat. After a short drive to town I parked at the back of Woolworths in the shade of a large tree in the far corner of the car park and said I would wait while she ran to get the clothes she had already picked out the week before. Now what amazed me was she returned after only ten minutes bag in hand with a smile on her face, she opened the door and sat down hands diving into the bag stating before we go I just need to try it on the q was massive for the changing rooms.
Ok says I as she down no more than shuffle out of the skirt she had on and yes I had seen the leotard earlier but not this close then instead of sliding the skirt on she pulls at the joint on her crotch and I watch open mouthed as it parts to expose her panties white with an obvious dark wet patch on the crotch and impression of her pubes showing through she then smiles at me and looks around then bending over in the seat she shuffles and I see the leotard peeling of her skin upwards back exposed higher it goes an obvious lack of bra strap as it travels over her head she then pulls a top out of the bag and sits straight up looking at me as she rubs her hand over her tiny pert tits nipples a dusky pink obviously erect like it was nothing she slide the new top on half turning she looks a big grin on her face and says well what do you think. They are perfect says I without thought an adorable giggle later a finger stabs the end of the big top I’m now sporting followed by her hand curling around the top with a squeeze and mischievous look declares yeah someone likes them for sure she let’s go after another grasp and downward tug which makes me groan she then pulls a tight skirt out of the bag and proceeded to pull it up her legs pausing halfway up stating hang on lifting her self up with one hand she proceeded to pull her panties down one side at a time and over her arse which is twisted mooning at me that’s when I catch a fleeting glimpse of her dark pinkish lips poking out she then pulls up the skirt and asks panties around one foot what I think. I Carnt even talk at this point I just grunted swallowed and looked down at the panties taking the gusset damp against my hand pulling them of her foot and declaring that’s better. As I raise them to my face and take a deep smell musk slippery with a hint of pee |
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