"The pizza sure is good," I said, hungrily gulping down a slice of hawaiian, "don't you think so?" I asked Colette. "Yeah, great," she replied, with a bit less enthusiasm. We were trying our damndest to act like nothing had happened, but it was stretching all of our imaginations just a bit.
"Want a soda, or a beer?" Jennifer asked as she got up from the table and walked toward the fridge. "Yeah, I'll take a beer," I said. "Me too," Colette agreed, "it would taste really good about now." Jen came back to the table with three Coronas and a bottle opener. She popped all three of them open and passed them out. "So, have any interesting projects going on in the lab this week?' Colette asked Jennifer, trying to guide us into a safe topic of conversation.
Jennifer ignored the question, set down her beer and looked at me, then at Colette, and then back and forth again. "So are you two going to tell me what went on up there, or are you erotic muff diving for cute nubile hardcore blowjob going to leave it all to my imagination?" "Well." I started, "you see." I couldn't think of what exactly to say. "Mark was a little, ah, upset." Colette chimed in clumsily.
"Mmm hmm?" Jen prompted. "But we got it all cleared up." I offered, not very helpfully. "I see." Jen said, obviously not convinced.
She looked at Colette, "so you went up there to talk to him, and obviously made him feel better?" She grinned. "Jen, it's not like that," Colette fired back, "don't make this out to be something bad." "Oh, of course not," Jen mused, "Mark was upset, you went upstairs to talk with him, then you.
made up." She chuckled, "hey, Mark, you were upset with me, too, weren't you? What gives, don't I get to make out. I mean, make up with you?" She could barely keep herself from cracking up. "Can't wait until the next time Colette pisses me off. I've been longing for those lips for years!" "Jennifer Lynn, why do you have to be so crude?" Colette scolded, you could tell she was upset, she used Jen's middle name. "It wasn't like that at all.
Well. not exactly, you just don't understand." "No, you're right, I don't understand why you were locking lips with our brother. You hit the nail on the head with that one!" "Jen, calm down, let me try to explain what happened." I said, "But first, I need you to stop making this into a big joke, because what I'm going to tell you is not a joke, and I don't want you making fun of me about it, okay?" "O.k., Mark, I'm sorry, it's just a little too. strange to take seriously at first.
I'll be good, I promise, tell me what happened." She stifled a chuckle, but I could tell she was calming down, and, knowing Jen like I do, I knew she would listen. "Okay," I said, and then dove right in, "I didn't get upset because you guys were making jokes about penises and sausage pizza, that's no big deal and you know it, which is why I'm guessing you were a bit confused at my reaction when you made the joke.
The truth is, and I'm very serious here, you two have been my sisters for as literally as long as I can remember, and I love you both more than anything in the world. As your brother, I feel responsible to respect you both and protect you. Yeah, I know that sounds all old-world and knight-in-shining-armor and all that, but it's true, you're family.
So when we all went out back and got drunk, and then ended up getting naked together, it brought up some issues. You're my sisters, so I'm supposed to protect you, not desire you. But between the booze and the beautiful naked women, and the fact that I was a bit vulnerable since my sisters took off my shorts and got me naked too, I felt really conflicted.
I felt really, well, horny. You are both very beautiful, very sexy women, and I was feeling very attracted to you, but at the same time, I felt guilty about it because you're also my sisters. When I left the pool and went back to my room, I didn't come back because I didn't want to do something I might regret later.
Then I came out and you made that joke about sausage, and I guess it just struck a nerve, I got pissed off." "I'm brunette babe gets surprised with a dick sorry," Jen said, no longer joking, but concerned that she'd hurt me in some way. "It's o.k., I forgive you, like I said, you didn't really do anything wrong. When Colette came upstairs to talk to me, she did her older sister thing and got me to spit out everything I just told you and.
well, maybe Colette should take it from here." I sat back and took a deep breath. "O.k, I'll finish," Colette said.
"When Mark told me all of this, I felt really bad about the position we'd put him in, but I also felt. angry. I was angry because he shouldn't have to feel that way. I mean, come on, we're not blood related, so there's no legal or biological reason we couldn't, you know, hook up.
It might seem like kind of an odd relationship, but it's not wrong in any way." "You've got a point there," Jennifer agreed, "there's really nothing wrong with it." "Exactly, and Mark here is would be a great catch for any girl! He's handsome, tall, muscular, intelligent, sensitive, and, more than anything, he loves us. I told him all this, then I made a deal with him: if neither of us is married by the time I'm 32, I'll meet him at the altar and start making fat happy babies." "Well, what she actually said was 'beautiful, happy babies'," I added, "but you get the picture." "When I'd thought it all the way through, I realized that I love Mark as much as he loves me.
I don't think we've made any commitments yet, other than the 32 thing, but I just felt so close to him and so in love with him, so I kissed him. That's when you walked in." "Cool!" Jen cheered, then turned to me "So does this mean I can walk around the house naked again without upsetting you?" I must admit I was a bit shocked at Jen's reaction. It all sounded well and good up in my room, but I knew that other people wouldn't necessarily see it that way.
"Well, I guess if you don't mind the fact that it will make me terribly horny and want to jump you, then I have no problem seeing naked women on a regular basis!" I said, laughing. Jen scooted her chair close to mine and did her typical lean-on-my-arm thing again. "I'm so glad we're o.k. again, I hated to think that I made you so uncomfortable on your first day living with us." "Me too." I said, giving her a light kiss on the top of the head.
The next morning I woke up slowly, late in the morning. I couldn't believe everything that had happened the day before, and in the light of a new day, was unsure of the resolution to the whole silvia sun is all business when tit comes to sex. Would I walk downstairs to find Jenny running around naked?
Would I be able to deal with the constant sexual tension that would create in me? Would I end up in a long term relationship with Colette? Would we get married when she turned 32? Brain overload.
Have to simplify. I gotta pee. I got up from bed in nothing but boxer shorts and noticed the light and fan were both on in the bathroom adjoining my room. I could also hear the sound of the shower. Jennifer was in the shower. Jennifer was naked behind that door. Crap. I have to pee. My mind wasn't ebony peyton got pounded anally by peter green awake yet, and I was having trouble processing everything.
I had a slight headache from all the drinking the day before, which wasn't helping matters any. I have to pee. This was the one sure thing. I went downstairs since Jen was in the shower, then noticed a sign that Colette had obviously written and placed on the downstairs toilet "Broken, don't use".
Crap. I have to pee. I went upstairs, Jen was still in the shower. I knocked on Colette's door, but there was no answer. I opened it and peeked inside. The bathroom door in her room was open, the light and fan were on, and, yep, you guessed it, she was in the shower, too.
I went back to my room. Crap. I have to pee. It was getting rather urgent now, I needed an outlet. I knocked on the door and called out to Jen. "Jen, I have to pee really bad, can I come in and use the toilet?" Please, please, please. ""Oh, hey Mark, no problem, I don't mind. Come on in." Thank God. I have to pee. "Thank you so much," I said as I pulled down my shorts and started spraying a healthy stream into the toilet bowl, "The downstairs toilet is broken and Colette was in her shower as well.
I thought I was going to wet myself!" "It's o.k., Mark, I don't mind a bit. Think of it this way, if I'm willing to walk around the house naked in front of you, I certainly won't care if you walk into the bathroom while I'm in the shower." "If you say so." I replied, then finished up my business and went to the sink to wash my hands.
To my surprise, while Kinky lezzies fill up their big asses with milk and squirt it out asslicking threesome was washing up, Jen turned off the water, stepped out of the shower, grabbed a towel, and started drying herself off. This made me a bit nervous, where do I look? I stared down at my hands as the water ran over them, taking an awfully long time to wash my hands.
Jenny laughed. "It's o.k., Mark, I don't mind if you see me." "Yeah, o.k.," I said, turning around to face her, "but what you don't seem to get is, I've got a body raging with hormones, and watching you run around naked all day doesn't exactly stem the flow." Holy cow, she was beautiful, drops of water gleaming in the bathroom lights on her tanned, tight skin.
She was rubbing a towel in her hair as I was talking to her. I was intensely aware of the growing erection under my suddenly too-thin boxer shorts, "And then I just want to jump you or something, which I don't think you'd appreciate very much." "Really?" she said, mischief all over her face, "I don't know, you never tried to 'jump' me before, maybe I'd like it." This was killing me. I wanted so badly to reach out and touch a breast, kiss her mouth, run my fingers through her hair, and more.
"Jen, you shouldn't joke like that." I said, staring at the incredibly sexy curve of her hips. "Who said I was joking," she smiled, then turned around toward the tub and bent over in front of me, putting her legs one at a time on the edge of the tub to dry them with the towel.
She had the nicest cheeks I'd ever seen, and I could see her vaginal lips between her legs, dripping with water. It was driving me crazy. "You made up with Colette last night and gave her a kiss," she continued, "and you made up with me afterwards, but I never got my kiss." She finished drying her legs and turned around, then wiped the towel between her legs and up her torso.
It was all I could do to keep from scooping her up into my arms right there and dragging her off to my bed. "Ah, I'm not sure that would be such a good idea," I said, dying to do it anyway, "don't you think Tammy would get upset about that?" Jenny laughed, and I watched as her chest bounced slightly up and down, I was totally gone.
"Tammy wouldn't care a bit, she has a boyfriend, you know." "She does? I thought you two were an item?" "Sure, when we're at her place or when we're in the house here, but out in public? She's got a boyfriend and I'm still fancy free. No, we're close friends, and we have some romantic trysts together here and there, but there's no exclusive commitment there. I can see other people, I can even kiss mom dad son sister xnxx storys She winked at me, bent forward with her legs together and hands on her thighs, making her small breasts look larger and closer together, and gave me a quirky smile, puckering her lips as if expecting a kiss.
I stood there, still staring at her incredible beauty, mesmerized. "Well," she said, "aren't you going to give me my kiss?" "Jen, I." I didn't know what to say. "Come on," she continued, "just walk two steps forward and give me a kiss, I know you want to." She was right about that, but I was really conflicted. The conversation last night was all well and good, but when put into practice, well, it was just a bit strange to have this proposition from my older sister.
"Come on, Mark, just two steps, and pucker." She teased, "if you're too worried about it, I won't even slip you the tongue." She ran her tongue along her moist, pink lips. In the end, I couldn't resist. Beautiful, available woman won out over older sister. I took a step forward, her eyebrows raised slightly, smiling at me. I took a second step.
I was now within kissing range of her face. 'What the hell,' I thought, 'you only live once.' I reached a hand to her chin, and lifted her face toward mine, then slowly let my head drift down, and placed my lips against hers. We stood there for a moment, in a strange pose with our lips together, not moving. I started to laugh, and she started to laugh with me. "I'm sorry," I said, pulling away, it's just too weird." "That's o.k.," she said, staightening her frame, "I'll get more later, I'm sure." With that she winked at wild wet crack loving act smalltits and hardcore, wrapped the towel around her lithe frame, and walked out the opposite door into her room.
She didn't bother closing the door. I closed the door behind her, locked it, and got into the shower. I couldn't believe the events of the last 24 hours and was trying to wrap my head around them. I washed up and dryed off and went into my room, unlocking the door to Jen's room before I left the bathroom. I threw on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and went downstairs to get some coffee and some breakfast, hoping that things would just get normal for a few hours, (dare I ask for a whole day?) so I could get a grip on my new living situation.
Colette was in the kitchen, she'd already brewed a wonderful smelling pot of coffee and was busy pouring cereal into a bowl.
Jen was sitting at the kitchen bar talking to her, and, thankfully, actually wearing clothes a tight white tank top and a red pair of athletic shorts. "Good morning," I said, walking into the kitchen and grabbing a bowl from the cupboard for some cereal.
They both responded in kind. "It sure is nice to see you both up and around and dressed already!" I said, with stress on the word 'dressed'. "Don't mind him, Colette, he's just upset he saw me naked in the bathroom this morning!" Jen smirked. "Jenny, you should really be nicer to him, he's your only brother." Colette replied, sitting down at the table. I poured cereal and milk into my bowl, grabbed a cup of coffee and a spoon, and sat down facing Colette.
"I tried to be nice," Jen complained, teen fucks monster cock of bros friend even asked him for a kiss!" "Oh my gosh, are you two going to be able to get along alright when I go into the office today?
You're acting like children, get over it." Colette scolded. "Oh, you're taking off?" I asked, ignoring her reprimand, "I thought you'd be home today, since it's Sunday." "Sunday it may be, dear, but I still have to prepare a lecture mature slut emma loves her toys hardcore fetish my class tomorrow morning, I didn't get it done last week 'cause I was busy setting up your room." She took a bit of cereal.
"Oh, well, I hope it didn't set you back too much," I said, feeling a little bit guilty, even though I had no reason to. "No, not at all, I enjoyed doing it, knowing my favorite brother was coming to live with me." She said and smiled across the table. "Well, thanks," I said, "How long will you be gone?" "I don't know, maybe four or five hours, six tops.
I have some papers to grade and have to read up on Shakespeare a bit." Her lovely green eyes were sparkling in the morning light. I couldn't help but remember the kiss we'd shared the day before, how wonderful it felt. I realized I had a serious crush on Colette. "That's alright," Jen came over and sat between us at the table with a cup of coffee, "I'll make sure Marky here gets along o.k.
without you. I thought we might even swim a few laps together if you're up for it, Mark." "That would be great," I said, wondering if she'd be wearing a swimsuit in the pool, and, despite myself, hoping she wouldn't be. "I haven't been exercising much lately, I really need to start up again or I'll fall out of shape." "Good," Colette said, getting up from the table before she was half done with her cereal. "I'm heading out, I'll be back in time for dinner. And I really wouldn't mind if one or both of you decided to make something.
hint, hint." "No problem," I said, "Jen and I can whip something up." Colette grabbed her purse and a backpack and was out the door. Which just left Jen and I for the teacher fucking last bench girl, how many hours? 'I'm in trouble.' I thought. The rest of breakfast went pretty smoothly. We finished our cereal and sat around drinking coffee and talking about old times and all the fun we used to have together when I was a small child.
Once the pot of coffee started tasting stale, we realized we'd been talking for almost 2 hours, and really enjoying each others company. "Gosh, Mark, I can't believe you're really here." Jen intimated during a break in the conversation, "I don't think we've spent this much time together since I was in high school.
I'd almost forgotten how much I like you." I blushed a little bit. "Yeah," I said, "It's been a long time since we pulled any pranks like we used to. We should think up something really good for Colette before she gets home, like making spaghetti and spiking it with hot sauce or something!" "You're bad." she said, drifting away from the conversation a little.
"Hey, let's go out and swim, I need to become one with the pool and then get some sun on my fading tan." "O.k.," I said, "I'll go get my suit on and meet you out there." She laughed a little, "Yeah, you do that." I got up and changed into my swimshorts, a bit leary of her little laugh before I left.
Would I walk out to the pool and see her swimming in the nude, or would she have that skin-tight speedo on again?
Would she sunbathe in a speedo? I remembered that, having seen her naked two days in a row, she had no tanlines. I went down the stairs out to the pool. I was relieved to see her in the pool with her speedo on, well, mostly relieved. Some part of me was a bit dissapointed to tell the truth, but at least it would make swimming laps a little easier since I'd be concentrating on swimming rather than watching her naked body in the water. Just thinking about it I started to get hard again.
Down boy. I walked out the glass doors and dumped my towel on a chair, then jumped into the pool alongside her. We didn't even speak, just started swimming from one end of the pool to the other, exercising at it's best. We worked out for about a half hour, which was all I could take, since I hadn't done this much swimming, well, ever. I was more of a runner, and all the upper body work was burning my muscles.
So I swam to the side of the pool and just stood there watching Jenny for a while. She was the picture of grace in the water. In another life she must have been a fish. She'd been on swimteam since junior high and all through college, she could probably have kept going for another hour, but she noticed me at the edge of the pool and swam over to me. "Get worn out?" She asked. "Yeah, I'm afraid I'm not as strong a swimmer as you are, Jen." Smiling.
"That's o.k., I've done enough." She stood up in the water, which reached to her upper chest, "So what do you think, Mark?" "About?" I davia ardell looking hot and getting fucked teasing and fucking. "About.
my kiss?" She gave me that evil grin again. "I never really got my kiss, you know." "Jen, why are you doing this?" I asked, getting a little exasperated, also getting a little horny. "Because." she said slowly, "because I like you. no. because I love you.
and I think you and Colette were right, there's nothing wrong with kissing me, because we're not really blood relations. And because I think you're really cute." Those big brown eyes were beating me. "Geez, Mark, it's not like we've never kissed before." "Not that way," I said, "not in a romantic way." She took a step forward and closed the distance between us. I could feel my heart beating faster and faster. Deep in my stomach, those butterflies were coming out to play again, and I knew, at that moment, that I was going to give in.
I knew I would kiss her, and I knew I would. what? 'My gosh,' I thought, 'I'd go as far as she'd let me.' Jenny's arms crept up out of the water, tracing their way up my arms to my neck, and then tracking their way from the back of my head to my face.
Her sweet brown eyes were locked on mine, and like a dream, I felt her lips touch mine as those eyes closed before me. Almost like someone else was controlling me, I felt my arms rise up to her back and hold her as our lips gently touched. Her mouth opening slightly, then closing on my lips, not her tongue, just her lips, once, twice, three times, four. My mouth started moving in time with hers, and I slid my tongue just far enough to trace the contours of her warm, moist lips for a moment, before I felt her tongue slide up against mine.
I don't know how long this went on, how long we kissed, but it was the sweetest, kindest, most love-filled experience I'd ever had in my life. Did we kiss for five minutes, ten, fifteen? I couldn't tell, I was completely lost in her essence, her maya bijou fuck dudes big hard cock, the feel of our tongues in a slow, fantastic dance. When finally our lips parted, her hands went behind my neck and pulled me close, as I pulled her closer still, our bodies wrapped together.
My cheeks were hot, my eyes stinging with tears she couldn't see. I felt her lips once more, but on my neck this time. Slow, gentle kisses from my collarbone up to my left ear, sending electric shocks up my spine.
The hardness in my shorts was pressed up against her abdomen, but I didn't care anymore. All I could think about was that right there, right then at that very moment, I loved Jennifer more than I had ever loved anyone in my life. "I love you," I whispered, reverent. Her lips made one last pass at my neck, then she backed up a few inches and looked into my eyes, still holding each other, "I love you, Mark. I've always loved you, but now I love you more deeply, more strongly, than I have ever loved anyone." While my hormones were raging, I knew that to do anything aggressively sexual would be wrong right now.
I wanted to savor the moment, I didn't want to rush what I wanted to happen so badly, but wasn't sure I would ever get to take part in with her. So there we stood, in each others arms, in the blue water of the pool, staring at each other for what seemed an eternity.
We just gazed at one another until, little by little, I saw a smile creeping up the corners of her soft lips, and realized the same thing was happening to my own face. Almost like it was scripted, we started laughing. The spell was not broken, but the seriousness had been replaced by flirtatious laughter. "Well," I said, "I guess you got your kiss." "Yeah, I guess I did." And then, "You know, I think I may need a few more of those soon." "Me too." I laughed. "But first," she said, "I need to work on my tan.
Let's go lay down in the lounge chairs." We both got out of the pool and dried off with our towels, then Jen grabbed a bottle of suntan oil and laid her towel on a lounge chair. I did the same, and then I laid down on my towel. Jen wasn't so quick, though. "Now, I'm going to be nice and warn you," she said, "but I don't tan with this suit on, I tan in the buff. Are you going to be o.k. with that?" I smiled, trying to hide how eager I actually was to see her naked again.
"Don't worry about it, sis, I think I can handle it, strip away!" "O.k.," she said, "you know, you don't have to look, you could just close your eyes and lay in the sun." "Don't worry about me, Jen, I don't mind, make yourself comfortable." And so she milf fucks pal for his birthday and boob suck domestic disturbance call. She didn't make a show out of it, but with a girl as beautiful as Jennifer, she didn't have to.
Each movement of her graceful figure was like a choreographed ballet, at least to me. And as she pulled the straps off her shoulders, pushed the swimsuit down her body, and then bent over, with her rear end facing me, to take them down and off her feet, My erection grew to it's full stature and made a party tent in my shorts.
You could have fit an entire circus in there. O.k., maybe not a full circus, but you get the point. Jen draped her suit over the edge of a chair and turned around to face me. "Looks like I made an impression!" she said in a bright, cheery voice, noticing the pole sticking up in busty teen gets fingered pornstars and blowjob swimshorts.
"You always do!" I said lightly. Jen adjusted her lounge chair to a flat position and meeting a sexy brunette and asking for sex sat down on it, with a leg on either side, straddling the chair. She was about to open the oil, but instead looked at me, "You know, I normally lie on my stomach first, but I usually have Tammy or Colette spread oil on my backside.
Would you mind helping me out?" Should I have been shocked? I guess after all that had happened, I was starting to lose my inhibitions about the whole thing. Rub my hands all over this gorgeous body before me?
Why of course! "No problem," was what I actually said, and sat up to face her, "go ahead and lie down." Jen brought her opposite leg up over the chair and then turned over onto her stomach, leaving her tight, round, incredible ass facing up at me.
She turned her head to the side. "If you love me, you'll wam the oil in your hands before you put it on me." She said. "Or maybe I love you, but I love to watch you squirm as well?" I grinned. "Be nice, or I'll have to get you back later." she warned.
"Mmm hmm." I said, not commiting. In the end, though, after the moments we had just shared together, I couldn't do anything mean to her. I poured a tablespoon or so of oil into my hand, set down the bottle, and cupped my hands together to let it warm up. "You're so sweet, Marky." She said when she saw me warming the oil, "I could never ask for a better friend. Don't you think you'd feel more comfortable if you took those shorts off?" She smiled from the side.
"Well, maybe, and I guess after yesterday I wouldn't have to be embarrased about it, but I can't do anything about it right now, I've got my hands full of oil." "I could do it for you." She offerred with a smile. "Ah, thanks, I think I can take care of it myself in a minute." I replied, almost immediately sorry that I hadn't taken her up on the offer.
I knelt next to her and placed my hands above her shoulders, then let the oil slowly roll out of my hands onto her back and started rubbing it around from one side to the next, covering her arms, down to her lower back. "Don't forget my sides." She said, her eyes now closed and enjoying the impromptu back rub. "Don't worry, I'll get you covered." I slid my hands around her sides. Her small breasts didn't bulge much, even with her laying down on her stomach, but it was enough for me feel a rush as my hands moved across the flesh that ceased to be her underarm and started to become her perky breasts.
I spent some time there, making sure I got full coverage, just to be nice of course! I had finished her back, sides and arms, and poured a fresh batch of oil into my hands to get extreme bondage fisting and ball analmal training for her legs.
I watched her back glisten in the sun as I held the oil in my hands, such beautiful, clear skin, perfect muscle tone, going all the way down her back into the crease of her bottom. I couldn't wait to get to that part. I smoothed the oil over the backs of her thighs and then all the way down to her feet, which I massaged momentarily before working my way back up each leg, one at a time, just before I reached the place where her legs meet. I wasn't yet bold enough to go there uninvited.
"Mark, don't be shy, you have to get my butt, too." Jen said sleepily, "and make sure it's even, I don't want to get a stripe across my butt or something." "Don't worry, I'll take care of you." And I did, running my hands finally up her thigh, once more stopping before I touched anything taboo, then moved my hands to the sides of her bottom, working my way up until I was right there, rubbing Jen's ass, and she'd asked me to do it.
I felt like my cock was going to burst any second from the strain. I ran my hands around in small circles, gently, slowly working my way down, further. "Mmmmmm." Jen moaned, "that feels really good." I kept moving, my fingers slowly working their way along the crack of her ass, closer and closer to. "don't stop, keep going," she moaned, in a sultry voice.
I was a little nervous, but I knew more than anything I wanted to keep going, wanted to touch her and feel her flesh in my hands. The tips of my fingers reached her pubic hair, and Jen, ever so slightly, lifted her hips up from the lounge, moving my fingers even further, deeper.
It was finally happening, and I was in complete nirvana. Her legs, again, ever so gently, began to move apart just a little bit, granting me more access. My hands went along the crease of her thighs, toward her front, then I gave in and let one hand cover her from the front, slowly pulling the hand back again toward myself, gently feeling the warm, wet lips between her legs, just barely finding my way between them with one finger as my hand drifted back toward her ass, then slowly traced the line where her cheeks met.
"Mark, don't stop." quietly, "I want it, don't stop. touch me." I followed her instructions, working my hands around her sides again, up and down her back, and then tracing the line along her ass right back to the crease between her legs, firmer this time, and on the way back, deeper.
I slowly began to let my fingers drift into the crevice between her lips and feel the warm, soft flesh, while my other hand continued tracing the line of her ass, back and forth slowly, getting a little deeper with each pass. Jen moaned and began to rock her hips in a slow, rhythm, as I began to touch her more boldly. "Jenny," I said, a little embarrased, "I need to tell you something." "Now?" she said, slightly irritated.
"Jenny," I said quietly, "I've never. I've never done this before." There, I got it out, "I'm not really sure what to do." That did it. Jenny rolled over to her side and stared at me incredulously, taking my wrist in her hand and removing it from her hip as she rolled, then sat up and looked me in the eye. "Tell me you're joking." She spoke sternly. I wasn't sure what exactly I had done wrong. "Tell me, Mark, tell me you're joking!" "Jen, what's the matter?" I asked, wondering what my offense had been.
"What's the matter? What's the matter? You've never done this before? You mean to tell me that I'm the first, the first.
the first girl you've ever touched. that way?" Her face was wide open amazement. "Well," I said, a little embarrased now, "yes, I've never done this before." "Are you a virgin?" She asked incredulously. I must have turned 15 shades of red, I couldn't open my mouth to speak.
"Oh my gosh, Mark, you're still a virgin? At 18? Honey, I had no idea." Her stern voice had turned to one of concern. "What's the matter?" I asked, still wondering if I had done something to get her mad. "Sweetie," Jen said, her voice full of emotion, "if Fine secretary does what her boss wants had known, if I'd had any clue, that you had never even got to third base with a girl." "What?" I said, "is it so bad that I haven't treated girls like the latest conquest?" "No, no, no, it's just that, well I thought this was old news for you and you were just a little timid 'cause I'm your sister.
If I'd dirty whore milf pounding act japanese hardcore, I never would have been so mean to you about yesterday and this morning. Now teenfidelity jillian jansons first anal experience big tits big butt all makes sense." "Jen, what we've done today, I did it because I wanted to do it, because I wanted to share myself with you.
I don't regret it, if that's what you think." "Mark, let's go upstairs, we need to talk." Was all she said, and with that, wrapped a towel around her and walked into the house. I followed her up to her bedroom and we sat on the bed. Far as I could tell, that was a good sign. "Mark," she began, "how do you feel about me, and about Colette? I really want to know the truth." "I've been nothing but honest with you, Jenny, I love you more than life, both of you.
I can't think of anyone I'd rather. be with." "Well, o.k., that's fine, but your first time, you really need to think about this, your first time, especially when you've waited this long, it should be something special, not a mid-afternoon fling with a girl who's throwing herself at you." "Yesterday, and this morning, I admit I was nervous about all of this.
But this afternoon in the pool, this afternoon. Jen I love you, I don't care who knows it, and I would be honored for you to be the first girl I got to third base with, or maybe." I grinned, "even a home-run!" "Oh my gosh, I've created a monster," she said, "are you sure about this?" "I've never been more sure about anything in my life." I said flatly. "Okay, but if we're going to do this, we're going to do it right, it's not going to be a random event in your life.
I'm going to make it the most memorable event of your life. So I have to ask you this, do you mind if I talk with Colette about this before we move forward?" "Why would you do that?" "I just think she might have some good advice and I also want to make sure she's not opposed to the idea." "We're talking about sex, right?
You and me, can we just say it?" "Yes," Jen smiled, "we're talking about you and I having sex together. Wonderful, beautiful, hot, steamy, romantic sex.
You and me." I swallowed. "Okay, you can talk to Colette about it. I love you and Colette both, and I don't mind if you two talk about me." "Okay, for now, then, why don't you go downstairs, I'm going to get dressed.
Later, we'll discuss how we're going to do this." And with that, she shooed me out of her room, horny and dumbfounded.
I went and watched TV. I was in such a daze, I don't even remember what I watched.