0 comments/ 32018 views/ 0 favorites I Got Caught! By: Pippopottomus So, what can I say? This only happens in stories and dreams? Apparently not, ‘cause it happened to me AND I got caught. My across-the-street neighbor is a college student named Jeelie (it’s really Jeanette, but her brother couldn’t say it when she was born, so she became “Jeelie”) and she and her brother had rented the first floor apartment in the old house for two years, then her brother immediately fell in love and moved in with his enamorata, leaving Jeelie alone. That didn’t last. In short order Jeelie had weekend parties and a lot of stay-over guests during the week, which gradually narrowed down to Chico who became a more-or less permanent resident until they got married eleven months ago. That didn’t last. (And I couldn’t figure out why...) Jeelie is a 5' 10" red-blonde with pale blue eyes, hair cut to frame her face and cheekbones and a gold-bronze year-round suntan who just stops men dead in their tracks. Not too spectacular in the body department, about ten pounds too much for slenderness but certainly not a chubby, she nonetheless exudes that quality that has most men of any age acting like Leroy in “The Lockhorns” comic strip. Couple this with the softest voice you’ve ever heard outside a cockpit emergency recording (and yes, I DO know Gladys is now 78 years old) and you have a captivating beauty who can wrap any male right around her finger and keep him there. Needless to say, when there’s a neighborhood function, wives have a tendency to grasp their husbands securely by the most prominent hand-hold to keep them in line! My office (on the third floor of my house) has an excellent view of the street and when someone attempted to steal Jeelie’s car last week, I was the one who heard the noise, called the police and then “just happened” to come out the door in time to put the perp on the ground as the cops turned the corner. Needless to say, the police were appreciative of having the perp “gift-wrapped” and Jeelie was most appreciative of having her car NOT stolen. A few days ago, she came over and knocked to tell me she was moving at the end of the month but if I was free tomorrow in the morning, she’d like to go over the police report so that if there were any questions after she’d left, I’d have all the information I might need for the police. Next morning about 10:00 I strolled over and found a note on the gate, “Inside working, come on in... ring bell at door”, which I proceeded to do, except there was another note on the door...”Bell broken... Come in”. With a bit of hesitancy, I opened the door and called out that I was there. From the back of the apartment I heard her ask me to come back as she was working in the bedroom. I’d never been in there before, so I was checking out pictures and furniture as I moved thru the apartment until I came to the bedroom, where Jeelie lay on her tummy on the bed, stark naked with the police report spread out on the coverlet. The tan was all-over with no lines. I’ve seen a lot of things that may have been more beautiful than she in that pose on a white fluffy beadspread, but my dick certainly thought it was the primo sight of the universe and immediately tried to get a better look, something I thought it had forgotten how to do entirely! Jeelie sort of rolled over on her side looking at me and my new tent-pole and patted the bed beside her. “Come in, sit down... I’ve been trying to think of a way to say thank you for stopping that creep the other day and I thought you might enjoy this as much as I think I’m going to.” She rolled all the way onto her back, showing me two small but perfectly formed breasts and a closely trimmed patch of hair exactly the same color as her head...and I’d thought she was dyeing it! Her hips and ass were so firm that the small of her back was clear of the bed by several inches and she was looking at me from under lowered eyelids in a way that made it perfectly clear how we’d be examining the police report. There is a moment when you first see a woman nude and available which simply cannot be described adequately and which I never thought to experience again in my life, but every bit of my maleness was at full appreciation for this vision before me, but I gotta tell you.... I had no clue as to what to do next! I didn’t want to listen to the hormones and just jump on her, and I wasn’t sure of what move should be the first, when she decided it for me. Rolling over onto her tummy again, she got up on hands and knees and backed into my crotch, giving a strong wiggle when her ass made contact with my thighs, and saying, “The ass, please... I love the ass and Chico couldn’t stand it!. It’s been three months since I got fucked at all and a year since anyone’s been up my asshole, please? It’ll be almost like the first time!” “Jeelie, how would you like it? Slow and soft or all at once?, I asked, with my pants already heading for the floor and my cock at it’s full 9-1/2” extension. What’s more, I was feeling a twinge in my own ass I hadn’t felt for a long time... when I was a young man, I suffered ( and that IS the word, believe me) from a priapic condition in which I occasionally could not lose an erection, nor could I reach orgasm. It disappeared with age but, if not fun for me, there were certainly a few ladies who remembered me with great affection because of it. I could feel that old twinge again as I grabbed this beauty by the hips and slowly dragged the head of my dick up and down the crack of her ass. “God, do it all at once! Ram it in there and make me think I’ve gotta shit! I’m so hot now I could almost come thinking about it! Please, stick in in and fuck me hard!? “Not so fast, Jeelie! First I think it need to get a little moisture on it, so why don’t you swing around here and give it a little tongue-attention?” No sooner had I said it than she had swapped ends and my dick... all of it... and some of my legs, I think, were buried in her throat and she was doing a superb imitation of a Hoover that hummed... if I hadn't had the Priapic attack I’d have filled her stomach with come on the spot, but it was a fantastic sight and feeling, nonetheless. She came off me until only the head was in her mouth with her tongue flying around the knob, then slowly she sank back on it and her nose tickled my belly again. This time I bent over and as she sucked my dick, I licked the small of her back and began to open her asshole with my fingers, inserting first one, then two, then all four into her as she squirmed and bucked beneath me. My other hand had gone under her to roll her nipple between my fingers and I discovered a hard, erect nipple that had to be two inches long and as thick as a pencil. The combination of sucking me so deeply into her body, my fingers ramming in and out of her ass and the stimulation of her breast snapped her into an immediate orgasm so violent i thought she’d break off my dick and swallow it! Her ass clamped onto my fingers and simply wouldn’t let go and I could feel her vaginal walls pulsing as the orgasm shot through here again and again... it seemed like forever, but was probably only thirty seconds when she finally got my dick out of her mouth and pressed her cheek against my belly while still coming violently. I just grabbed her under the armpits and hoisted her up in the air... her legs automatically swung up and wrapped around my waist and in the same smooth motion I lowered her ass to the head of my dick and slipped it into her asshole and bowels, continuing until it was buried as far as I could get it. Her normally pretty but placid face had completely changed... through the tan she was now wearing an almost crimson blush that extended to her breasts, her eyes were almost electric blue in color and her lips were skinned back in a snarl that showed every one of her shining teeth, and she was staring right into my eyes. I’ve never seen a woman look so alive as did she at that moment. Every nerve ending was sending a message as she gripped me around the neck and waist and began to lever herself up and down on my cock, using gravity to help slam me back up into her so that her ass quivered when it hit my groin. I’m not young, so there was no way I was gonna stand there and support this berserk pile driver for very long, but she had an idea for that as well. She gave a sudden twist with her ass which spun us around and suddenly I was bouncing on the bed on my back, with Jeelie still impaled on my cock and her eyes getting even brighter and wider. It only took a a few more thrusts before her eyes rolled back in her head and she started shuddering, meanwhile clasping the back of my head in both hands and pulling my face to her unbelievable nipples, hissing, “Suck them...Nibble on them...Bite them gently, please, plea....” As I did so, her first REAL orgasm hit. Her stomach rippled from pubis to sternum in visible waves and I could feel the corresponding muscular contractions in her ass as she came. She stopped moving up and down and her hand dropped between us to her clit, which she started to pull on with two fingers while I continued to suck on her breasts... and the orgasm intensified! My dick felt like it was going to be pinched off in her ass as her sphincter contracted. A small amount of fluid began to flow into my sucking lips from her breasts and that was it for me! I fired off like I had never come before! My toes curled to my heels and I just grabbed her and held her while we both came and came... and finally we were through. Jeelie just fell backwards in a faint and if I hadn’t have had her by the shoulders, she would have gone right off on to the floor, but I was able to swing so that she collapsed on the bed on top of the police report papers. I don’t know how long we lay there but when her eyes fluttered open, they were back to their normal color and she had a smile that would have lit up the world. “Not so bad for an older man, I must say! I think.... wait, is your cock still hard??” "Sweetie, either that’s my cock in your ass or you landed on the bedpost, and they’re all unoccupied at present.” And I proceeded to explain my ”problem” to her as we lay there moving ever so slowly against one another. Without another word, she slipped me out of her ass and unsteadily went into the bathroom where I head water running. In a moment, she returned with a washcloth and an antibacterial wipe which she used in turn on my dick until it was clean, then pushed me down on my back again, swinging her cunt up over my face. “I’ve seen THIS before!”, I thought gleefully, but just as her nipples were long and thick, so was her clitoris which was the size of my thumb and hard as a rock! As she once again devoured my cock I gently did the same with her clit, this time pushing several fingers into her cunt, only to find I had difficulty getting even one finger in it! Either she had contracted from the orgasms or her pussy was much smaller than normal... I knew I’d soon find out. Right now I was busy. Jeelie was just as enthusiastic on my cock as she had been and seemed to really enjoy my ministrations to her cunt and clit, so much so that after a few moments I had her knees gripping my ears and her cunt mashed into my face as she came again, although not so demonstratively as before. After two more of these, she broke contact and swung around so that she could rub her chit along my shaft, once again affording me a view of her beautiful face and incredible breasts and nipples. She straightened her back until she was sitting on my thighs with her clit rubbing up and down the shaft of my cock and said, “you felt how small I am in there... I don’t know if I can take you in me, but I’m gong to try it. Just let me do all the moving at first, OK?” Now, when a gorgeous woman who has just come all over you several times and whose ass is still tingling from your cock asks this, what are you gonna say, no? She slowly took the head of my cock and placed it against the entrance to her belly and began to push down a bit. I could feel the head come up against that tiny opening and slowly beginning to nudge it open a bit at a time. While she was doing this, I had both breasts in my hands, gently pulling and rolling the nipples in my fingers while watching this beauty concentrate on her pleasure. Once again, the nipples began to get wet and then small streams of clear liquid began to spray from them... not very much, but enough to make her breasts and nipples very slippery. This seemed to help the vaginal situation as I could feel her opening up more and more, but let her take the lead as to how far and how fast. Finally I felt the head start to slip inside her and she just rammed herself down onto me in one smash that left me buried up to (I think) her ears inside her. Her eyes rolled back in her head and every muscle in her body went rigid as steel as she started coming. Being in her ass was absolutely second-rate compared to this! I sat up and held her to me, kissing the hollow of her neck as she shook and shuddered around me. I could feel those ripples of orgasmic contraction starting in the lips of her cunt and traveling up my dick and then from her mons all the way up to between her breasts.... it felt like fireworks ascending and exploding. This must have happened twenty times in a 60 second period and then I let go with fountain number two (albeit somewhat reduced in quantity and force) and she just wrapped arms and legs around me and began kissing me like she’d just discovered it was fun. I kissed back. You better believe I did. We both came down after a few minutes and - finally - my dick started to soften and shrink. I had no complaints, I’d no idea I was still capable of an erection, much less this little performance! Jeelie finally rolled off me onto her back, and I lay on her with my head on her chest facing her and kissing whatever came within reach for a while. The police report (oh, yeah... remember the police report?) was by this time in several locations and varied stages of unreadability, but I somehow didn’t think that it was gonna be a problem. I started to mention that we’d probably need a new report when Jeelie casually said over my head, “Well, Connie, I think you were right. With you here and now this find, I think I’ll probably stay here for a while, after all.” I froze. Connie is Jeelie's next door neighbor, a big Irish girl with a stunning face but a larger figure than I am usually attracted to. I slowly turned my head and there she was, skirt up around her thighs, fingers obviously having been busily at work in her own cunt, flushed and grinning from ear to ear with a mischievous grin on her pixie face. Both of them started laughing as I began to wonder just what the hell I’d gotten myself into. After all, I’m an old man! I got caught. Anybody got some Viagra I can borrow? I Got Caught in Girls Underclothes Yep, everyone is over 18. I'm a senior in high school and the girl is a couple years older. She's several bra sizes larger than me too. You knew there had to be a girl involved. ----------------------------------------------- I just wanted to explain my side of things so no one would think I was a pervert or something. It's not like I'm into cross dressing or have gender issues. In a way, I guess I do have gender issues; I'm a guy and girls make me so fuckin' horny. That's really what got me into this mess. Leave it to Sis to take advantage of me. Oh yeah, that's the other thing. It was my sister whose underclothes I was wearing. I think I just need to explain so no one thinks I'm weird, or something, getting caught wearing girls panties while getting dressed for football practice. Of course, it was more embarrassing explaining to my two buddies this weekend when I answered the door wearing a bra under my t-shirt. At least they didn't see the panties. This isn't sounding too good, so I think I need to tell you what happened that weekend, starting Friday night and working my way to Monday evening football practice. Then you'll understand and know that I'm not a pervert. It was all pretty normal stuff given the circumstances. I'll tell it to you just the way it happened. -------------------------------------------------------- It was getting near the end of the summer and our parents were taking a week of vacation so they were out of town; left Friday morning. That left me. I couldn't go since football practice had already started for the fall season. Sis was in from college for the summer and wasn't interested in going. I think she wanted to give them some alone time. So it was just the two of us. Mom and dad knew we were old enough to be left on our own for a week. As dad had justified to mom, "What can go wrong?" I was just coming home from the mall. Me and a couple of buddies had just spent several hours at the bowling alley. We figured we'd enjoy the last couple of weeks before school started and had already planned to spend the weekend at our place and we'd have the run of the pool. I entered the front door and rounded the corner just in time to see my sister headed up the stairs in a pair of panties and a bra carrying a laundry basket full of freshly dried clothes. I guess she hadn't been expecting me home this early. I mumbled, "Jesus," under my breath. Don't get me wrong, I don't usually perv on my sister, but I also don't usually see her in her undergarments. I'd never really seen a girl, a full grown girl anyway, in her underwear. Half way up the stairs, Sis said, "I heard that, you little pervert. Are you planning on looking at my ass all the way up the stairs?" She never looked back. I started up the stairs and my eyes never left Sis's ass. I guess she knew and she stopped about two thirds of the way up and tugged at the waist band. She was giving herself a wedgey. One cheek was completely exposed with one leg of her panties buried out of sight in her crack. She must have planned on punishing me for looking at her butt. In hindsight, maybe I should have taken my eyes off her ass, at least for a second, but I didn't. About the fourth step I took, I caught the toe of my sandal on the edge of the next step and fell up the steps face forward. "Damn," I barked as I was just able to get my hands down in time to partially break my fall. My nose still took a nice thump. Fortunately the steps were carpeted and I had mostly caught myself. Still, I had a bloody nose. Sis was surprised and turned immediately to see if I was OK. As she turned, she said, "That's what you get for staring at your sisters ass." Seeing the blood, she set the basket at the top of the steps and stepped down to see how I was doing. She set down on the step just above my head with a foot parked on either side of my head and gingerly touched my cheek near my nose. As I raised my head to say, "I'm OK," I realized that I was staring right at her crotch from about 6 inches away. She had the start of a cameltoe going. Oh god. It was better than her ass. I froze there looking at the outline of her pussy in a really thin pair of panties. They were almost transparent. After five seconds of me not moving, I guess she realized I was probably ok, except for a little blood, and she could see I was getting a close-up view of her crotch that she hadn't intended. "Christ, you are such a juvenile. You'd think you've never seen a girl before. Well, are you just going to lay there staring at my crotch? Get your ass up. We need to get you up stairs and take care of your nose. Serves you right." Being cautious, she reached a hand down and offered to take mine. I guess she didn't want to take a chance on me falling again while following her up the steps. Her panties were still wedged up her ass crack so it was a real possibility that I would have fallen again. I certainly wouldn't have been able to take my eyes off her. She drug me upstairs to her bathroom, got a wash cloth and a clean towel and started to carefully wipe the blood from my face. She told me, "Tell me if I hurt you. I'll try be careful." Did I tell you that in addition to being hot, she was also really nice. As I looked down at her breasts, which I was getting a decent view of, I was surprised at myself. My pecker was starting to get stiff. She already thought I was a pervert. This would prove it beyond a shadow of a doubt. I groaned silently. At least I thought it was silently. But she heard it and assumed she was hurting me. She placed the palm of one hand on my cheek, and said, "I'm so sorry. I'll try be more careful." All of this touching and tenderness from a goddess, even if she was my sister, dressed in just her underwear was too much for me. My pecker was stiff as could be now and making a big tent. At least it was covered by my t-shirt. This was when she noticed that blood had dripped down on my white t-shirt. I saw her just as she was taking note of this and knew immediately that I was in trouble. I whispered "Crap," to myself. She heard it. She seemed to hear everything. Her ears were apparently as good as her ass. Thinking that I was concerned about my shirt, she said, "Don't worry. I can fix it. I can throw it in with the load I have in the washer," just as she reached down and grabbed the bottom of my t-shirt and commanded, "Raise your arms." I shut my eyes and complied figuring she'd see my 'problem' and give me crap over it. Instead, she didn't look down. She stopped to look at my chest and said, "When did my little brother grow up?" She was really looking me over and suddenly her hands were rubbing my pecks and she said, "You...are...awesome! The girls must love you." This was when she glanced down to check out my abs and noticed my 'problem' and coyly said, "I guess you're my 'big' brother now. The girls really will love you." She didn't give me any crap. Instead, she gave me an impish grin and pinched both of my nipples hard. I grunted "Ouch. Take it easy. How would you like it if I pinched your nipples?" She smiled and said, "Sorry, but I can't let my little brother pinching my nipples." Looking down at my bulge, she said, "That must be uncomfortable and because my bro's been a pervert, what do you say we see just how long we can keep that thing up like that." I was thinking maybe all night, or at least until I could get some alone time in the bathroom. I was really starting to throb and she was still right there in front of me in her panties and bra. Standing in front of her, pitching a tent in my shorts, I said, "I'm really sorry Sis. I didn't mean to do that but you are so fucking beautiful. I almost wish you weren't my sister." She looked me in the eyes and asked, "Almost? Why almost?" "Well, because you're a great sister," I replied. "I'd hate to give that up." She said, "Ah, that's so sweet," in a very insincere tone and continued, "but we're going to have to punish you for perving on your 'great sister'. Come along." The next thing she did shocked the hell out of me. She grabbed my erection through my shorts. With me in one hand and my t-shirt in the other, she led me by the dick down to the laundry room and put my shirt in the laundry. Breathing deeply, I said, "Oh god, Sis. I'm not going to be able to stand that." She had never relaxed the death grip on my pecker. Sis simply said, "Man up! This big boy is mine until further notice," and gave it a hard squeeze. In return for the squeeze, my erection involuntarily jerked in her hand a couple of times. She giggled when it throbbed and said, "Does it do that when it's in a girl?" I blushed at the question and she said, "Oh my god! You're a virgin!" She suddenly had a wicked grin, and said, "I bet you've never had a girl do this either," and proceeded to give my shaft several slow strokes. By now, my mind was operating in a sexually induced cloud. The only things I could think of was what she was doing and what I wanted to do to her. I might be a virgin, but I'd seen enough porn videos to have a few ideas. I said the only thing I could think of, "Sis, you don't know how bad I want to feel your tits," and I started to raise my hands toward her bra. With this, she gave my shaft another strong squeeze and a couple of strokes and said, "Not so fast. I never said you could touch. You're not even supposed to be looking." After a thoughtful pause, she smiled and said, "Tell you what. You do have your shirt off and I have felt your titties so I'll take my bra off and you can look, but no touching. I'll even let you take it off. I guess you need the practice." I moved to unhook her bra and she stopped me again saying, "You started all this so I think you need to agree to a condition or two." "What conditions?" I said suspiciously. My suspicion proved justified. "Well, if I take it off, you've got to wear it the rest of the weekend. It has to be on every hour unless you're in the shower or going to swim. And, under no circumstances are you allowed to touch any of my private parts; only brotherly touching. Do you agree?" I asked, "Will you leave it off all weekend?" As an afterthought I added, "And your shirt too?" She nodded and said, "I will. Of course, either of us can wear a shirt if the circumstances require. For instance, if we go out to get pizza. You can put a shirt on over it and I'll wear a shirt, but I'll make it one you'll enjoy. Is that ok?" I was in such a sexually aroused state that most of my functioning brain cells were focused on Sis's tits. It's a wonder there were enough left over to give the 'breath' command. There certainly weren't enough left to recall that my buddies were coming over about 10 a.m. tomorrow to lounge around the pool but that's beside the point. I would have agreed if she had told me to parade up and down our street in it, "Yes, hell yes." "Ok, just to be clear. This deal is a real deal, Bro. We aren't going to forget about it just because you've already seen my tits and carrying out your end becomes inconvenient." "You don't have to worry. My word is my bond." I said solemnly. This time when I reached up to unhook her bra, she didn't object. She shrugged her shoulders a little to help me remove it and there she stood in front of me in just her panties. Her B-C cup breasts looking magnificent. I guess you have to be a lot older than 20 for your tits to sag. Hers didn't look like they could ever sag. Her nipples seemed to be more prominent than they had been when I looked down her bra in the bathroom. Almost involuntarily, my hands shot to her breasts and I fondled for just a second. Sis's eyes closed and a small little moan escaped from her but she quickly recovered and said, "That's not part of our deal. If you do that again, I'll put my clothes on, all of them, and keep them on." I immediately jerked my hands back and let them drop to my sides. I was in complete submission. I'd do anything to make sure this continued. I was inexperienced and didn't have a clue where this was going, but where ever it was going, I desperately wanted it to keep going. Then she grabbed my dick again! I had been stiff for what felt like an hour and most of the time she had been squeezing it like a grip master with a few strokes thrown in every now and then. If she stroked me now, I was going to blow in my shorts. Thank god she held off on the stroking. I guess she could feel all of the involuntary jerking my cock was doing in her hand and knew I was on the edge. She said, "Are you going to need to take care of that? Why don't we take you up to my bathroom and let you get some release." With that she gave me a couple of strokes. "Oh my god, Sis, I'll...I'll never make it upstairs. We need to go to mom and dad's bath right now!" I moaned to her. I was almost in pain and was starting to push her toward mom and dad's room. I was practically running over her out of desperation. It was either mom and dad's bathroom twenty feet away or a long walk through the living room, up the stairs, down the hall and into her bathroom with her hand pushing me further and further over the edge every step of the way. She was grinning at my misery and said, "You better not cum until we're in the bathroom! That's not our deal," and she gave me another squeeze and a stroke. With this extra incentive not to do it in my pants I was doing everything I could to hurry her to the downstairs bathroom. However much pain and desperation I was feeling, she seemed to be enjoying it more each second as I struggled to obey. It was almost like she was pushing back as I was pushing toward the bathroom. "You better not. I'm warning you," she admonished and gave me that one squeeze too many. I was only 5 feet from the bathroom. I could see it as I gave in to the irresistible need to blow my load. I groaned as I felt cum streaming into my shorts and my whole body suddenly relaxed as my balls rid themselves of the overpowering pressure for release. She felt it too and gave me a really hard squeeze which forced a couple more strong convulsions from my pecker. I thought to myself, "Oh shit. I guess that's the end. She's going to be really pissed." Instead, she leaned against me, put her hands on my shoulders, buried her head on my chest, and laughed her ass off. It took her awhile to quit laughing. When she did, she said, "Bro, you shoulda seen the look on your face. I've never seen a guy so desperate to cum and not cum at the same time. Priceless!" My face turned bright red and I rubbed my forehead and exhaled a deep breath. I'd been holding it for the last couple of minutes thinking that if I could control my breath and not breathe, I could also control the need to have an orgasm. It doesn't work that way. Sis was still snickering at my situation and looked down at the crotch of my shorts. There was a huge wet spot where she had forced me to dump my load. I closed my eyes and swallowed a couple of times before I could settle down enough to speak. When I did speak, I said, "What the hell did you think you were doing Sis? Look at me," but I didn't have to tell her to look. She wasn't taking her eyes off the wet spot on the front of my shorts. For the first time in nearly a half hour, I didn't have a raging hard on. My anger at my sister, for what she had done to me, had caused it to go down. In response to my last question, she took the conversation for a 90 degree turn. She snickered a little and said, "Ok, maybe I've been a little mean to you, but no harm no foul, right? And you did start it." Then followed with a question that threw me, "So, now that I've treated you so badly, let's say I give you a choice for tomorrow. You can call off our deal. You won't have to wear my bra. I'll put back on my clothes and won't show you my tits or ass again. I can go shopping tomorrow and you can stay home and not worry about your big bad old sister mistreating you anymore; no more leading you around by the dick, no squeezing it or jerking it, and you won't have to worry about messing your pants. I'll let you call it all off right now. Or, we can continue with our deal. So, what do you want to do?" Then she threw in one more detail, "Of course, mom and dad aren't going to be back until next Sunday; 9 days!"