My sister was not really my first.
One day while our mother was making dinner Jenny caught me beating off.I was lying on my bed after basketball practice imagining six blond cheerleaders holding me down and stroking my body. I’ll admit that probably sounds weird but it was my most frequent fantasy. I would be either tied or held down and molested by any number of girls, all blond. My painfully swollen cock would lie ignored on my belly until I began stroking it off imagining one of the girls had finally taken hold of me there...