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That moment would have been the most nightmarish time to wake up, to discover myself alone in my bed and all of this a dream.  Being on the edge of fantasy and reality, right that second, I found my feet moving before I realized what I was doing.  I was headed towards my beckoning sister and her husband, toward their marriage bed, toward their two naked enticing bodies, and ultimately towards pleasure!!

As I moved forward, my eyes left my sister and returned to the only cock in the room.  I was right next to it, within touching distance.  I was so close to that beautiful, hard penis of his, admiring its thickness and length now up close.  I found myself staring at it when I suddenly felt wrong and shameful.  I averted my eyes to look back up to his.  I was red and blushing as I looked into his warm smiling face.  What I found though were his eyes looking down on me, examining my nakedness, my own naked body.   He showed no signs of remorse or embarrassment in doing so, unlike me. So, I copycatted him and returned to glaring at his body, his cock, my new desire, again as I stepped past him.  

For the two footsteps it took to pass by him towards the bed, I felt his eyes all over me.  Now that I knew for sure he was devouring me with his eyes, it was like invisible hands running all over my breasts, down my stomach and crotch, and around to my ass.  I had never felt so desirable in my entire life as in those few seconds.   I would have stood there for hours, allowing him to take in as much of me as he could, if I didn’t have a destination I was heading to already.  

I felt my insides twitch with desire as I reached the bed.  I felt him watching me from behind, savoring the sight of his naked sister in law.  I wished he would just grab me, push me forward onto their bed and just fuck me from behind.  I felt the wetness between my legs begin to release again and drip down my inner thigh.  The room already smelled like sex, and their pheromones were affecting me, instigating me.  No matter what my sister had planned, I was going along for the ride all the way.  As long as it involved my pussy engulfing Ted’s giant rod eventually, I was gonna be a happy woman tonight.

Olivia was waiting for me on the bed, lying on her back with open arms.  Her own nakedness drew out of me a new desire, one I had never fantasized about before, nor had I ever felt for another woman.  Her tanned body was a soft bronze which highlighted her almost non-existent white areas, where I could tell that a tiny bikini was worn.  It was so enthralling to look at, almost like it was see-thru white lingerie.  Her large breasts, the ones that dwarfed mine, were even sexier without a covering.   They were big, voluptuous, and begging to be played with.  Her legs were as open and inviting as her arms.   What caught my eye was that she was completely shaved, her pubic area above and around her reddened used pussy was hairless.  That was a surprise to me!  I had never seen a hairless pussy area before, nor had I ever wondered of doing such to my own, but it made my mouth water seeing it like that.  Smooth as a baby’s bottom, bright pink, and open wide due to the departure of her husband.  It was mesmerizing. 

I suddenly wanted to touch her, kiss her, be a part of her lovemaking session with her husband.  My fears were being smothered out by my sister’s open arms invitation.  Was this why she summoned me into their room?  to join them in bed?  To seduce me while her husband watched? This was my sister, but at that one magical moment, she was nothing but a gorgeous, beautiful, sharing human being whom I wanted to spend the rest of the night with.  She had suddenly transformed from my older sister into a newfound lover, as I slipped past my brother-in-law.   Ted, and his beautiful hard cock, tumbled from the top of my want list, replaced by this stunningly naked woman.  Her entire body was inviting me forward, onto their bed and into her arms.   An invitation I would not forsake.  Through unspoken messages in our eyes, I informed her that I wanted this as well.  I continued moving towards her embrace.  Our nakedness was inciting our desires more and more as I moved into her sphere of influence.

I crawled onto the bed, between Olivia’s open legs, knowing that Ted would be watching my ass, in all its full glory, as I approached my sister.  I knowingly put on a show for him.  As I was crawling slowly up her body, I pushed my torso down which made my ass go higher.   In appreciation of his attention, I made sure that my pussy would be peering out at him from between my legs.  I wanted him to know that it was wet and waiting for him, for them.  The wondered of it was sending more excitement all through my insides and down to my sexual center.  I was in a zone that I dreamed about so many times, yet never wondered I would experience.  

 

Then, I fell into my sister’s embrace.   Our breasts mashed together, mine becoming lost in the greatness of hers.  My hairy mound landed on one of her legs and slid up to meet her hairless one.   As our pussies touched, we simultaneously let out an “Ahhhh” together, in unison.   It was an amazing moment!   My eyes closed and I melted into the feeling of having another woman, another pussy, against me, rubbing me, and exciting me. The knowledge that I was actually in bed naked with a woman and not a man wasn’t bothering me at all, unlike what all the homophobic people make society believe. It was actually just the opposite. In those seconds, my fear trained mind tried to dissuade me as my lust and excitement beat down those thoughts. I didn’t care what the world or society wondered of me at that moment, I wanted to love and make love to this woman, even if she was my sister.

One body was now on top of another, each adjusting to be more comfortable.  We wrapped arms and legs around one another in a very sensual embrace before stopping face to face. Neither of us moved for what seemed like a few minutes.  Our eyes were locked together.  It was a connection we had never shared before.  We were speaking words with our eyes and debating our next move.  A silent conversation of agreements and decisions being made.  I didn’t care what it was, but I wished one of us would do something.  So I did, I took the initiative.

Before I lost my nerve, I leaned in and kissed my sister.  Not a gentle peck or a kiss on the cheek, I took it to the limit and pressed my lips hard against hers.  I had never wondered about kissing a woman before but here I was doing just that.   I was enjoying every second that she didn’t break away.  It occurred to me, in all my trepidation, that she wasn’t even trying to pull away, but she was enjoying it as much as I was.  This was never part of my fantasies!  This was better!   This was reality! Our passions were melding together as were our lips and tongues. I lost track of time as I continued my exploration of her soft, female mouth, in, out and around.

Time became unknown and worthless as I focused all my mind and attention on our connection.  Seconds became minutes as our dance of lips continued.  Knowing exactly who the recipient of my affection was had faded in the bliss of our actions.  Male or female didn’t matter at that moment, just the thrill of excitement.   It was so different than kissing a man, in a lot of methods, it was better.  Her lips were soft and slippery with lipstick, her tongue was gentle and playful, her breath tasted like fresh mint, and her face was smooth, without beard or mustache stubble.  This was something I could get used to, kissing another woman.  Maybe even kissing Olivia more.  We were like two new lovers, playfully finding out how the other liked to kiss and lip dance.  Eventually, my tongue was attacked inside my own mouth by her tongue’s intrusion.  It moved gently around, sliding over and through my mouth, working its way everywhere in order to experience every part of my mouth: my teeth, my tongue, my desire.  I didn’t want it to end.  Neither of us did.  It was as close to perfection as you could get.

 

I was nearing mental overload.  I had not allowed Ted’s magnificent body and cock to escape my thoughts, even while also trying to focus on this unbelievable first kiss.  Meanwhile, I was also trying to comprehend what the rest of my body was experiencing.  Olivia and I allowed our hands to freely roam over each other’s bodies, slowly, methodically.  This was the first time I had ever touched a woman in this way, and I liked it.   I ran my one hand down along her side, then up under and over her beautiful breast.  Her skin was soft.  Her body hairless.  Her nipple hard.  My focus was overloaded, divided between my lips and my hands, which made me infinitely more excited.   Passion filled our union.  Neither of us wanted to break this moment.  But there was another person here in the room with us that we had been ignoring for at least the last 15 minutes while we were lost in each other.  He was waiting patiently for his opportunity to join in.  And I knew I wanted to enjoy him as well, if allowed.

As it turns out, Ted had taken the initiative to join himself into our little twosome and make it a threesome.  It was my sister’s moaning into my mouth that prompted me to break free for a moment and look around.  As my lips left hers, she attached her lips to my neck in between her whimpers.  I was expecting to glance up and discover Ted standing there watching us with his cock in his hand, maybe masturbating in front of us.  Instead, I never realized it, but he had disentangled our legs in order to get to Olivia’s pussy.  How had I not felt him do that?   Was I so enraptured in Olivia and our kiss that I lost some of my senses?   Had I been so enchanted in our first kiss that my reality had faded to nothing?  

His face was firmly planted against his wife’s hairless mound and I never knew.   If I guessed correctly, his tongue was as busy as ours were, except it was buried in her slit instead of in another mouth.   This was something that my sister and her boy-toy, so many years ago, didn’t do and something I had never seen, not to mention had never experienced.  Now I had a front row seat watching his tongue do its work.   The cries of pleasure coming from my sister were incredible!  Watching his tongue-lashing onslaught of her, had me wishing that he would do the same to me.  By now, my own pussy was desperate for something to be inside it.  But this was her husband, and if it all stopped with kissing and touching only her, then I could live with that.  The experience alone was more than I ever experienced, expected or imagined.   And I added no expectations, just wants and desires.

In order to be a part of her intense pleasure, I tried kissing her again.   However, her head had tilted back against the headboard, her eyes were closed, and her mouth was wide open moaning.  I looked at her naked husband lying on his stomach with his bare ass taunting me again.  I wanted to move away from her in order to touch and massage that ass.  Anything to get my hands onto that male body, and maybe even onto his cock.  Thoughts flew through my mind of rubbing, kissing, and licking all over and around that gorgeous white ass of his.  I made a quick decision to stay where I was and not to push that boundary just yet.  If it happened, it happened.  Nevertheless, I was taking pictures of it in my mind for future solo masturbatory sessions before I returned to my sister’s naked body again.  

I reached over and gently grabbed her nearest breast to me.  I started rubbing it gently, tweaking her obviously excited nipple.   Administering as much pressure and titillation as I myself like, it seemed to be enhancing her already noisy pleasure.  I then glided my hand to the other breast, trying to be equal to them both. Imitating what I administered to the previous one, I copied the exact same for this one.  Subsequently, I began alternating between the two.  They were beautiful, and soft, and I really loved how they felt in my hands.  Was this what men were missing when they played with my small golf ball sized tits?   I wanted to do so much more to her, to her body, to these magnificent breasts.   I desired, so much, to be a part of her orgasm to which she was heading. 

Grabbing my hand, my sister overlapped it with her own and grabbed her breast hard, sensually.   She took my fingers in hers and taught me to squeeze those nipples with pressure and love.  She eventually let go as I continued touching her exactly as she taught me, grabbing, and squeezing.  Suddenly, she grabbed the back of my head and forced it down onto her nearest nipple.  My mouth went open and took her entire nipple and areola into my mouth and sucked.  Pushing down, she knew what she wanted, what she needed.  I was being smothered on that tit, but I loved every second of what she was teaching me.  

Within seconds of me being attached to her, she let out a scream of intense satisfaction that I wondered she would wake the neighborhood.  Between the two mouths servicing her and my two hands working in unison all over her body, she let us know that her orgasm was here.  “Fuck!  FUCK!!!! I’m Cumming!  Don’t stop!”  I felt like that was directed more at the man between her legs, but I followed the command as well. One breast was in my mouth, the other in my hand while my other hand had made its way down to help hold one leg up for Ted to have better access.  Her body started shaking uncontrollably.  I wasn’t about to let go of this raging bull before I knew that she was totally finished.  I sucked harder while I heard her husband making all kinds of wet noises down below.  She was over the edge.  Ted and I had brought her to her climax.  Together! Her orgasmic explosion began and continued for over two minutes.

I was so jealous, wanting one myself, needing one right now. I kept up my ministrations until she couldn’t handle anymore and she pushed my face away.  “Oh my God, no more!  Please!” she begged as I heard and felt her breathing at breakneck speed.  Ted also backed away from her middle.  I saw his face, wet and covered in my sister’s cum.  It was exciting to see him smiling at me knowing that we had done that as a team.  I had helped cause her orgasm with him.  Me!! I had actually made another woman orgasm. Me!!   It was hard to believe for a moment, but I allowed myself the satisfaction to sink in.

After a few minutes and a lot of deep breaths, Olivia sat up and moved back against the headboard of the bed.  I moved up next to her, shoulder to shoulder.  We both smiled at each other, no words were spoken.  She grabbed my hand in hers and squeezed, her way of telling me everything was alright and Thank you.  Ted seemed to still be hungry because he scooted up and began licking her inner thighs.  He was insatiable, as he kept his distance from her now ultra-sensitive clit, but we knew what he wanted.  I was running my hand through his hair wishing he would take it as an invitation to try me, but he remained stuck to her.  Unspoken, I wanted that tongue too, but not at the cost of their marriage.  I needed to wait until my sister was ok with it.  If she never was, than I would be OK with that too.  So, I started a conversation to try and break the ice. 

“That sounded like it felt amazing!!   Do you cum that hard every time he does that to you?””  I asked innocently although I suspected the answer.  My sister looked at me, smiled and replied “oohhh yeah!!  His tongue in my pussy and sometimes a finger in my ass!!  You’ve never had anyone do that to you?”

I knew she knew what I was getting at, that I wanted and needed some tongue action too.   Shaking my head, NO, I verbalized “Never!  My husband always thought it was dirty putting his face anywhere down there.  And a finger in my ass???  Unheard of.  Truthfully, I’ve never had anyone do that to me before.”  I hoped I didn’t sound too sorrowful. I didn’t want their pity.

“Ted’s the best I’ve ever known with that long tongue of his.” she said smiling from ear to ear as if she owned the best property in the world.   “Would you like to see what it feels like?” she questioned me with compassion in her voice.  My eyes drifted away from hers and down to Ted’s naked body again.  He was on his side, so his hard cock was sticking straight out and catching my gaze.  His mouth was licking the inner thigh of his wife when he looked up at us.  I hadn’t answered her yet, but she followed my gaze and said the words I was dying to hear “Baby, I think my sister needs a little attention too.”   My whole body turned suddenly nervous with excitement.  Was my sister really allowing her own husband to put his mouth to my anxious pussy, giving him permission, insisting on it?  I saw Ted’s mouth turn into a biting grin and I knew that meant that he wanted it too.   He sealed it with a love peck on her thigh as a thank you.

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