My Sister's First Bra

Also, in situations where I was upset like, I usually cried about it. But this was different. I just stared transfixed on the bra. In an instant I could see the satiny fabric and the cute little mounds it made on her chest. After a long second, I managed to say,"It looks good". Then I smiled and retreated to my room. As I lay on my bed, my thoughts were on nothing but the bra. It had cast a magic spell on me, and I was now under its power. I began plotting how I was going to get into Jennifer's room to touch the object of my desire. Finally, two days later, I got my chance. Mom was driving Jennifer and her friend Amy to the pool to swim. Jennifer was wearing her swim suit when she left. That meant the bra was in her room. As mom's car back out of the drive way, I rushed into quickly Jennifer's room looking for my prize. Then I saw it. There it lay in all its alluring beauty on Jennifer's bed. My hand nervously scooped it up and I instantly brought it to my face to feel its luxury. As I stood there holding my sister's bra an indescribable thrill came over my body. That day I vowed to myself that I would have a bra of my on. But the strangest thing of all was my little boy cock was as hard [image[/image]as a rock.