Ongoing Story/See where Chrissy wants to take this
From Create Your Own Story
Chapter 8: Pinning Down Chrissy
You simply can't resist the opportunity to make out with your gorgeous sister. Again, you lie down on top of Chrissy, her leg between yours, the bulge in your pants touching her crotch. You push a lock of her lovely blond hair from her eye.
"Very well, Chrissy. What did this Mike do first?"
"He kissed me. I liked that." Chrissy parts her red lips slightly. Well, you're not going to french your sister right now. Instead, you stroke her face with one hand, sliding a finger into her mouth. Chrissy sucks and licks on it, moaning softly.
"And then he grabbed my breasts through my blouse. He was pretty rough, but he said my tits were great, and I felt proud of that."
"Your breasts are fantastic", you say, and you can't help but stroke them gently. Chrissy's nipples harden, and are clearly visible through her thin t-shirt. That bastard Mike was rough with your sister! If you ever find him...
"Oh, that feels great", Chrissy says in a soft voice. "But then he pinned my arms, and started pulling down my pants. That's when I started to struggle." You hesitate for a moment, not sure whether you should proceed. Chrissy quickly notices and begs you to continue.
"Please continue, Tom. I want you to teach me how to defend myself. You don't want to see me raped, do you?" You grit your teeth - you did promise to teach her self-defence. You quickly pin Chrissy's arms -- you only need one hand for this -- and with the other, you start pulling down her very short and tight cut-offs.
"Now, Chrissy, try to get free", you tell your sister. She pushes at your groin with her leg, but it's far too weak, and you hardly even feel it. You pull down her cut-offs further, exposing her white thong panties. "Harder!" you instruct Chrissy.
"I can't. You're so much stronger than Mike."
You ease your grip a little. "Now, try again. Stop me from taking you!"
Again, Chrissy makes a feeble attempt. You're about to rebuke her again, when she looks you deeply in the eyes, face flushed and sweaty, breathing hard.
"I don't want you to stop", she says, very seriously.
You look back. Her beautiful eyes are like deep blue pools. Her mouth is open, the expression of her face shows she wants you. Your hand cups her venus mound through her string, and you can feel wetness seeping through.
What do you do now?
