Just Like Old Times

Meghan rushed home, in a hurry to get to her bedroom. Being naturally clumsy, she tripped many times on the way, but managed to fumble through the front door.

"MOM? DAD??" She yelled, double checking that they were gone, still on their business trip.

Having confirmed her being the only one home, she bolted up the stairs and took a left to her room and locked the door, just in case.

Meghan is a girl who gets turned on very easily. This is to her advantage as she has what guys describe as a "rockin' body." She is curvy and busty, with size 36 C breasts. Her ass is nicely curved and hangs off her thighs, bulging out quite hugely in any bottoms she wore.

As for her weight, her curves add a few pounds, so she's around 135. She does not think she is fat. Just lucious and juicy, which makes it better for everyone! She's a little on the short side, coming to about 5'4". Most guys she knew loved that. They never let go of her.

Which brings us back to her tendency to get her panties wet--frequently.

In the past, her boyfriends would merely mention their dick in one sentence and she was ready to strip her clothes off-- dispite this, she was still a virgin. She believed not so much in abstinence, but at least waiting for someone you truly love, that you wouldn't regret it one bit.

Today at school, she'd had gym as her last period. She recently broke up with her boyfriend Jeremy, who'd been an asshole about the whole virginity thing. It almost got physical-- almost. Meghan is a very independent girl, who refuses to be abused, physically or emotionally, by some prick who can't control HIS prick.

Mason was completely different.

Mason was Meghan's most recent crush. She didn't want to be his girlfriend, she just thought he was an incredibly nice guy-- incredibly sexy too.

He has twinkling green eyes just like her. His brown hair is short while her blonde hair is long and straight, coming down to her mid-back.

She always marveled Mason, the way his long body streched as he played basketball. How his legs flexed muscularly, tempting her to bend down and touch them.

She has quite an obsession with muscles.

Which is why today she'd nearly came in her pants watching Mason today-- she needed to release the sex beast inside her. Fast.

Meghan wiggled out of her tight jeans and moaned as she felt her literally soaking wet underwear. She jumped on the bed and lifted her legs in the air, sliding them off and cooing once again at how wet they were. She spread her legs as wide as they could go, and rubbed around her pussy lips, ignoring her clit for now.

She moaned to herself and grabbed her right tit with her left hand and slipped her finger past her bra. She gently rubbed inside of her pussy and produced even more juices as she slowly stuck just one finger in. After a while of continuing like this, she picked up the pace and inserted to more fingers.

Having mastered this particular hand arrangement, Meghan added her thumb to the equation and began rubbing her pulsing clit in circles.

"Mmmmmmmm, fuck yes," she cooed.

She bit her lip and went faster, nearing the first of her orgasms. Little did she know, her self-fuck session was about to be cut short.

Her brother Tom was just outside, unlocking the front door to let his buddies in for a quick drink before they shot some hoops. He checked his watch as he came in and set the ball down on the floor.

His friend Bill noticed him.

"Hey, we have plenty of time to play a few games before me and Brett have to head back home."

Tom shook his head. "No, it's not that, just Meghan should be here already. With our parents gone, I'm responsible for her since she's only fifteen. I just need her safe. I'm gonna go check upstairs, you guys help yourself to anything in the kitchen-- cool?"

The guys nodded and Tom headed up the stairs.

At first, he heard nothing. But then he heard an odd noise in Meghan's room. He was about to knock on her door when he heard a loud "Oooooooh, yes!! Faster baby, faster!".

Stunned, Tom wrinkled his nose in digust after his mouth hang open. He almost barged in her room, furious that she was having sex with some guy that, one, wasn't her boyfriend. And two, in the middle of the day!!!

Tom hoped his friends couldn't hear her up here, screaming her juicy ass off.

But then, Tom realized he didn't want to intrude his sister's privacy-- they'd had a pretty astonishing relationship for siblings and he didn't want to ruin anything they had.

Meghan let out another loud moan.

'Oh fuck this, ' Tom thought. 'She's my little sister and im responsible for her. And I am NOT getting embarrassed like this in front of my friends.' With that, Tom closed his eyes and barged down the locked door which popped off the hinges.

Meghan barely even noticed, as she reached her fourth orgasm, displaying her pink, wet pussy to a stunned, staring Tom.

"Mmmmmmm, yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh FUCK yes, mmmmmm shit ... hooooooo ohhhhhh fuck baby, YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSS Masonnnnn YESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYES!!!!!!!"

And with that, Tom applauded her and closed the door, hoping his friends didn't hear that little song she sang.

Meghan was so startled she fell off the bed and helplessly grabbed a blanket and tried to cover her completely naked body. Tom chuckled.

"My, my, Megz, having fun?" He crossed his arms over his chest and looked at his blushing younger sister skeptically.

"You sure there's no guy in this room? By the name of Mason, perhaps?" He stifled another laugh.

Meghan just blushed a deep crimson red and shook her head. Her brother laughed and looked behind him. "Well, sorry 'bout your door." He suceeded in breaking the tension, and got a giggle out of Meghan.

"Yeah, that's gonna be one heck of a story for the 'rents!"

Tom glanced at it again and shrugged. "I'm sure I can fix it before they get home." He smiled at her and she back at him. Then he left, commenting, "Hope you had fun! I just hope Bill and Brett didnt hear you-- by the way, Mason's downstairs too!" He winked at her as he reassmbled her door close to it's original posistion.

"Tom! Pass, I'm wide open!" Tom passed the ball to his partner, Mason, who received it and dribbled around Brett, swiftly jumping in the air and making the basket.

"Nice!" Tom laughed, high-fiving his team mate.

"Nice, indeed," a voice called from behind them.

Mason turned around and his jaw dropped.

'There she is' he thought. He stared up and down at Meghan's body, in her tight fitting cami and shorts that don't even reach half of her thigh. Her brother said something to her, but Mason didn't understand what--he was in a trance. Meghan flashed a beautiful smile as her cheeks flushed pink and he could've sworn he was drooling.

Tom said something else and she giggled and took a bashful stance. She caught his eye and bit her lip. Brett lightly tapped him.

"Yo, Mason. She's talking to you."

Mason shook his head and regained his focus. "Excuse me, what?"

She giggled and shook her head. "Never mind." She stuck out her hand and moved closer. "I'm Meghan."

He dropped the ball and let it roll away. "Mason ... I'd hug you but I'm kinda sweaty here."

She blushed some more and smiled up at him. "That's fine! And speaking of being sweaty, I think you're in my P.E. class?" She said nonchalantly, as if she hadn't noticed his bulging muscels.