I pumped and I pumped, my hand surrounding and moving quickly along the full length of my stiff erection as I sat on my sister's bed jerking off.
In my mind I ran images of naked women, though mainly my sister, and I wondered how it would feel to be inside her, to make love to her, something Mom probably wouldn't care to let me do, or even know I was thinking.
I turned to where Mom was sitting in the chair beside the bed, watching me masturbate. My sister Kerri was laying on her stomach beside me, casually flipping through pages in some fashion magazine.
We had the telephone call around midnight and went to the Hospital. My older sister Mona had been raped on a date. It is quite common except when it is your sister. Mom and I went and we stayed there with Mona in the Emergency Room. The Police went in and out but Mona wanted us there.
Weeks went by and Mona was not the same. She had always been such an outgoing girl and happy. Mona is a petit 18 year old girl of 5'3" and has a knockout body and long pretty black hair. I felt guilty because I had dreamed about forcing Mona to have sex with me before she was assaulted. In my dreams Mona had always wanted to be my sex toy and fucked often.