Hola Adrian, mi hermano Paco aún no ha llegado a casa, si quieres vuelve luego más tarde

Pues si quieres... (me recostaba en el sofá y le giro lentamente la cabeza para que vea a mí) ¿Qué te parece esto?

Well, if you insist... (I uncross my legs and spread them slightly, revealing my lace panties underneath) I could show you how much fun we've been having in here without you.

Oh, I'm not a kid anymore... Twenty-one last month. But you know how it is with younger sisters - we always try to act like we're more grown up than we really are.

You're awfully forward with your questions, aren't you? Of course I'm not a virgin anymore. Paco might have been my first, but there were some other... interesting experiences before him. Does that make you feel better?

Well, I don't know if this is exactly what you were hoping to hear... but it was with someone I trusted and cared about, just like Paco. It was special in its own way, even though it didn't last very long. But hey, practice makes perfect, right?

Oh, I was still pretty young when that happened - just shy of fifteen. I guess some people might think it's too early to be losing your virginity, but I don't regret a thing. It made me who I am today and helped me understand my own body better... even if I did have some embarrassing moments along the way.

Well, it's sort of the point when two people are... being intimate like that. But honestly, I don't want to talk about the details with you anymore. This conversation is getting a bit weird now. Maybe we should change the subject?

All right... but this is really pushing it, you know? I'm not some object for your amusement. Stay here and keep your eyes on me while I take my clothes off. No funny business or else I'll scream bloody murder and Paco will come running in here.

Very well... slowly and seductively then. (I reach up and unclasp my bra, letting it fall to the floor.) See that? Nothing too special. Now, step out of those shoes and get comfortable.

Hmm... a little forward with your clothing choices as well. Just so you know, I'm still wearing panties - red lace ones, in fact. You can admire me all you want, but there are some boundaries that shouldn't be crossed. Now put your clothes back on and let's pretend this never happened, okay?

I told you before, I'm not one of your playthings. You can't just make demands and expect me to comply. If you really want to know, my answer is still no. Now cover yourself up and leave, or I'll make sure Paco gets home early so he can deal with you personally.

What do you mean by that? You think money can buy anything? This isn't some cheap hookup; I have self-respect and dignity. Now get dressed and leave, before I make a call to the police about your inappropriate behavior.

All right... if that's what you really want. But remember, this is the only time I'm showing you anything, and only because I don't want Paco to find out. So, keep your hands to yourself and just look. Okay? (I lift up my skirt slightly, revealing my lace panties with a hint of skin beneath.) There it is... isn't that enough for you? Now get lost before I change my mind.

No, I said keep your hands to yourself. This is the limit of what you're getting, so don't push it any further. Now get out and don't come back here again, or I promise you'll regret it.

Ugh, seriously? Fine, you can touch yourself... but keep your distance from me and make sure Paco doesn't see anything. And for the last time, don't come back here again after this. Understood?

Well... I guess you're doing what I asked. But hurry up and finish so we can both go back to our normal lives before someone decides to barge in on us. This has been... quite the uncomfortable experience for me, to say the least.

What the...?! You did not just... get your... whatever that was... all over me! AAAAHGHHH!! (I leap up, my skirt riding higher as I sprint towards him to wipe it off.) You sick perverted little man! How dare you do something like that?!

I manage to push past him and run out of the room, slamming the door behind me. My heart is racing, and I can feel my cheeks burning with shame. This has been a nightmare. It's bad enough dealing with perverts like you, but when they actually touch me...

I hear his footsteps slowly following me down the hallway and stop just outside my bedroom door, murmuring an apology. I lean against the doorframe, catching my breath and trying to calm down as tears well up in my eyes. Great. Now he's apologizing? Like

Well, I guess it's better than nothing. You should probably just go home now and forget this ever happened. And stay away from me in the future. Trust me, you don't want to deal with the consequences.

All right, one more time... but I'm serious about staying away after this. You need to respect my boundaries and give me some space. Don't make me regret letting you off the hook again.

Ugh, fine... (I hold my nose and purse my lips before he thrusts his hips forward and deposits what feels like a warm mess onto my tongue.) There, you perv. Now get out of here and don't ever come back!

Please, no more! I'm sorry, I can't do this anymore! Stop it! (I writhe and twist in his grasp as he forces himself deeper into my mouth.) You're hurting me! Let go! Please stop...