Caught Sister Sexting

I didn’t say anything when she lifted up her skirt to take a picture of her panties. I just looked over her shoulder until he sent a dick pic back.

“Who’s that?” She jumped, and told me none of my business, but then I said maybe I should ask dad who she’s sexting with, when he got home.

So, she said “Just a boy,” but he didn’t look like a boy. He was a full grown man, but I didn’t say anything about his big dick.

“So, what.” I put my arms up on the back of the couch, “Does he just beat off looking at your underwear, or does he usually keep going?”

[RU there?] He sent back, but no name, just a number.

[Yeah, just a sec.] She sent back.

“Just a Sext.” I joked.

“Don’t you have anything better to do?” She got up, and went back to her room, for more privacy. She should have thought of that before she flashed some dirty old man right out in the living room.

I stuck my leg in the door so she couldn’t close, and lock it. Then, I got my arm through, and pushed on the wall. So, I could get my hip past the doorknob. Finally, she gave up, and let me in.

“Just give me the phone.” I held my hand out for it.

“What for?” She held it back, shaking her head.

“So, I can take pictures,” I held up an imaginary phone, “Unless you want to fap 1 handed.”

“You just want to watch me masturbate.” She guessed.

“No? Well, okay. It might be kinda neat to see how girls do it, but I really want to see that guy beat off, and flirt with him for you so he doesn’t know I’m a boy. He’s straight, right?

“Wait,” She shook her head, “A minute. You’re gay?”

I nodded, “Straight guys are the hottest.” Finally, she handed over her phone.

[I want 2 CU so bad.] He sent while we’re arguing.

“Huh, okay, but don’t tell mom, and dad.” She started taking off her clothes, and posing, but first I sent the number to my phone. I don’t really want to get her in trouble, but this guy had to be some kind of sexual predator.

I’m not gay, by the way. Not even bicurious, but it’s just a dick pic. I’m just a good brother, so I look out for my sister, and I try to keep her out of trouble. This guy had to be trouble, so maybe I can call the cops on him, if I get more to report than just his phone number.

“What’s he saying?”

“Oh, first he said I want to see you, but. 2. C. U.” I showed her.

“Let me see that,” she took the phone, and pulled her panties out, to snap a picture of her pubes. I tried holding my breath, but too late. The smell of her pussy already got in my head, and she’s my sister, but she’s laying on her bed in her underwear, and so horny I can smell it.

“Now, he says you look so sexy, and he wants you to take more off.” [Can I C ur face?] I asked for her.

[I don’t know if that’s such a good idea.] He sent back.

“Huh!” She rolled back over topless, and dropped her bra off the bed. I just noticed she was wearing a padded bra, and I always suspected, but she always denied it, when her friends accused her of stuffing her tops. “Take a picture, it’ll last longer.”

“Uh,” I couldn’t line up the phone, to frame her little nipples without looking, and that made my boner even worse.

He finally sent a picture of his face, so I sent him the picture of her chest, to keep him on the line. Trying to think of some way to get his address, or maybe find out where he works. There’s a window behind him, but all I could see was blinds, so he could be anywhere. I guess he’s smart enough to cover up the window when he’s sexting underage girls.

“I’m so wet.” I nodded, and switched back to his text to type that in. [I’m so wet.] “Show him.” She spread her legs, and her pussy wide open, and I didn’t really want to look. Not because she’s my little sister, but now because she’s so sexy, I’m starting to have trouble thinking straight with all the blood rushing out of my head, and into my pants. “I could really suck a dick right now,” she rubbed my pants, “You’re so hard.”

It didn’t occur to me that she might be so good at talking dirty, to men online, of course. “Big, and hard?” I didn’t even know she was sexting anyone, let alone dirty old men, but I sent his face to my phone later. Her’s buzzed, so I switched back.

[Who’s taking those pictures?] He finally clued into the fact that both her hands were visible. When she spread her pussy wide open so I could see her wet hole, and even her tiny clit poking out. It’s just weird, because it’s almost white in all that pink.

[My boyfriend, I couldn’t wait around forever. You jealous?] That sounds like something a girl would say, when she’s teasing an older man, right?

“Just try to imagine I’m a boy.”

“Oh, oh god!” Her mouth felt so hot, and wet. “Huh!” I cracked my eyes, and snapped a picture of her cheek sucked in, so tight I could see her teeth printed on the inside, then it slipped out.

“Huh, jerk off now. Shoot it all over my chest, I want your cum all over my tits.” Her fingers were working so fast between her legs, I barely had to touch it, but as soon as I felt her spit all over my cock, all it took was a couple of pumps before my knees went weak, and knocked against the sideboard of her bed, but I got most of it on her flat chest.

“Huh!” I stood up, still a little dizzy, and snapped a pic for him. While she tucked me back in, and zipped up my pants.

[No, not really.] He sent back, [I’m so proud of you!] Like her dad, only the nastiest thing a father could ever say to his daughter is he’s proud of her sucking off boys so young. Then, he sent a pic of his body, covered in stripes of cum shot up all the way to his chest. I guess, if I were gay, he’s the kinda guy you’d call a “Bear.” Even his belly was a little hairy, and he’s got a full beard, too. Kinda like a young Santa Claus? I didn’t see any grey hairs, but maybe he dyes it.

“Huh, now I know you won’t tell mom and dad nothing. So, leave my phone, and get out.”

“Uh, okay.” I deleted the chat log, from the 2 pictures I sent to myself, but just left the phone on her dresser on the way out. Trying to ignore the wet squelching noises she pumped out with her fingers behind me, but I locked the door, then unlocked it, and hit my hip with the knob. Trying to get out as fast as I could, before I did something stupid. Even more stupid, like try to fingerbang her, and eat her out to taste her wet pussy until I got hard enough to fuck her, and rub our bodes together wet, and slippery with our sex juices mixed together.

I had to lock the door, and beat off again to think clearly. It took a really long time, with all the guilty thoughts, and paranoia running through my head. I felt guilty for jerking off before, when I didn’t really even have anything I was guilty of, other than the teenage girls I was thinking about, and what I’d do if I ever got one naked, but that’s nothing compared to jerking off on my little sister, even if she asked me to.

She really got me good, first I threatened to tell on her for sexting, then she turned it around so I felt guilty for molesting my little sister, when really all I did was let her suck my dick, and beat off on her chest.

“Huh!” Finally, I got rid of the boner, so I could get out my phone, and look for somewhere I could report him. It only took a few days for the FBI to track him down, because he had a record, and he was registered for improper contact with a minor. No childporn charges, but 4 counts so far, and they can always add another one.

The first one was back in the 90s before I was ever even born, but I wonder if he ever molested them in person, or he always did it over the internet? Did they even have internet back in the 90s? Because I can remember when Camera Phones were a big deal, and now you can’t even get a phone without a camera in both sides of it.

I’m sorry, I really don’t want to think about it. You know, the incest with my sister? I’m sure that’s what you came here to read about, but it turns out she’s not really that flat, standing up. I just saw her on her back the first time, so her breasts just looked like circles. That, and her padded bras, but it turns out she wears A cups. 26As, but she has to get the padded ones, since she’s actually AA size. Just like batteries, I guess. IDK if there’s a AAA size, or not.

I really hate to admit it, because it’s not manly at all, but my little sister took my virginity. In my room, she sure wasn’t no virgin, but she won’t never tell me who took it from her, or if she gave it up. It’s hard to believe she managed to keep it secret so long, but I can’t even get her to tell me when she started having sex.

Way before me, years if you count how much younger she is, but I tell myself that I won’t take advantage of her. Hurt her, or break her heart, so I’m protecting her from the predators online. Of course, I got rid of one, but it’s so easy for a “12” year old to find one online. She’s not even 12, not for a couple more years, but I can’t save her from herself.

I can’t even save myself from her. She doesn’t have to blackmail me, she just has to look at me, and smile. Her dirty little smile, and I know exactly what that means. She needs a dick. Any dick will do, it doesn’t matter who, but if not me, then she’ll find one somewhere.

Probably online…

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