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Alison Biggs
My Sister’s Boyfriend (An erotic voyeur story)
My Sister’s Boyfriend (An erotic voyeur story)
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With their parents gone for the weekend, sisters Melanie and Heather plan to have some fun. Melanie wants to go out with friends, but Heather has other plans. Heather invites her boyfriend over and ignores Melanie. It doesn’t take long for Melanie to get bored with sitting at home while the lovebirds are locked in the bedroom. Soon Melanie decides to make her own fun.
After helping herself to Heather’s boyfriend, Melanie is confronted by her furious sister. Melanie is shocked to learn that the real reason Heather is angry is because Melanie is more adventurous than her. Together, the two concoct a plan to broaden Heathers’ horizons.
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I heard the shower start and a glance down the hall showed the door was still cracked open. If Heather won’t let me take the car and go hang out with my friends then I’ll make my own fun, I thought to myself. With Heather asleep there was nothing more than an unlocked door standing between her boyfriend and I.
I made sure the shower was still running by listening at the door, and then carefully pushed it open a crack. I reached my arm through the crack and turned off the light.
“Heather?” He called out.
I giggled and pushed the door open a bit more, then slid inside and closed the door with a click. I hoped that he couldn’t tell who stepped in the bathroom, Heather and I have virtually identical silhouettes. Slowly, I made my way toward the shower with my arms outstretched.
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After helping herself to Heather’s boyfriend, Melanie is confronted by her furious sister. Melanie is shocked to learn that the real reason Heather is angry is because Melanie is more adventurous than her. Together, the two concoct a plan to broaden Heathers’ horizons.
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Excerpt
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I heard the shower start and a glance down the hall showed the door was still cracked open. If Heather won’t let me take the car and go hang out with my friends then I’ll make my own fun, I thought to myself. With Heather asleep there was nothing more than an unlocked door standing between her boyfriend and I.
I made sure the shower was still running by listening at the door, and then carefully pushed it open a crack. I reached my arm through the crack and turned off the light.
“Heather?” He called out.
I giggled and pushed the door open a bit more, then slid inside and closed the door with a click. I hoped that he couldn’t tell who stepped in the bathroom, Heather and I have virtually identical silhouettes. Slowly, I made my way toward the shower with my arms outstretched.
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