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It seemed to Ken that time had slowed down to a snails pace as he watched the events unfold before him. The door to his sister’s bedroom seemed to take forever to open and for Connie to step inside. Connie’s head was down as she placed something in her purse before it rose up. That act also seemed to take forever as did her eyes growing wide as she took in the scene in front of her.Ken could blame no one but himself as had been pushing his luck as of late, but never imagined that he would get caught. But caught he was and there was no way he would be able to talk his way out of this mess. It took Connie’s brain a second or two to process the scene before her as her mouth hung open in shock and surprise.For standing there in the middle of her room was her brother dressed and made up like a girl, a very attractive girl. He was wearing one of her shortest and tightest mini dresses, black pantyhose and a pair of her knee high boots. A long brunette wig adorned his head and fell to his shoulders framing his pretty face.Connie found it hard to believe that this hottie was her brother as his makeup was perfect  From the mascara and blush to the eyeshadow and the false eyelashes, everything was perfect. Connie felt of twinge of jealousy as Ankara escort Bayan she didn’t think she look that good.Now Ken braced himself for whatever torrent of curse words and screaming that his sister would issue but nothing happened. She just stood there and stared. Finally a faint smile came to her face as she hung her purse on the hook by the door and then shut and locked it behind her.She approached him and slowly circled him like a general inspecting his troops. Connie could detect the trace of a thong under the tight dress he was wearing and that told her that he wasn’t wearing pantyhose. He had donned a pair of her thigh nigh nylons and his legs looked perfect under the sheer black film.”Not bad,” she said to herself.Ken stood there with his heart beating so hard in his chest he thought he was having a heart attack. With each passing second of Connie’s scrutiny he also feared that she would let loose with a scream of anger. He found himself silently cursing that day so many months ago when he gave into his urge to try on one of Connie’s bras.  He had been doing his laundry in the basement when he found it in the clean clothes basket ready to be taken upstairs. It was a royal blue silk Escort Balgat one that was trimmed with black lace. It was cool to the touch and his whole body tingled as he ran his fingers over the cups.A second later he gave into his urge and tore off his t-shirt and fastened the bra around his chest. The moment that the cool material made contact with his warm skin his teenage cock began to thicken. He ran his fingers over the empty cups again and wished for a moment that he had breasts to fill them.Ken then noticed a matching pair of bikini panties also in the basket. Without hesitation he lost his jeans and briefs and began to slowly draw her panties up his legs. By the time they reached his balls his cock was harder than it had ever been and the head was glistening with pre-cum.He continued to pull her panties on until they covered his raging hard on and cradled his butt. The sight of his erection pressing against the nylon of the panties set his whole body tingling. He lowered the panties until his hard cock sprang over the waist band of its nylon prison. He then commenced to jack off while running his free hand over the cups of the pretty bra.When he felt ready to shoot he grabbed a bra from the Batıkent escort dirty clothes basket and let loose in one of the cups. The intense orgasm made his knees weak and he collapsed on the floor. He removed the items he borrowed and placed them in the dirty clothes basket hoping that Connie would not remember that they had already been washed.He then took the bra that held his semen and shoved it to the bottom of that basket praying that it would dry before it was discovered. He then redressed in his regular clothes and headed upstairs as he needed to think about what had just happened.’What is wrong with you? Are you some kind of sick twisted pervert?’ he asked himself.Now his childhood and early teen years were quite normal and he did all the things that young men do. Baseball, biking and checking out the pretty girls that watched them play were the rules of the day. He had even stolen a kiss and a feel job from some of those teen hotties.  All that changed the day he burst into the partially open door of Connie’s room to ask her something.That’s when he saw his sister standing in the center of her room in nothing but her underwear. Now she screamed at him to get out but he seemed frozen in place. So she placed her arms behind her back and allowed him to get a good look before she screamed again and brought their parents running.”Connie is no longer a little girl, she is a young lady. Young ladies need privacy when they are in their rooms. Next time you knock before entering,” his dad told him when they were alone.

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