Straight Female / 23
I Guess Deep Down Inside I Was Always For My Brother In Law
My older sister took me with her when she went out with her boyfriend. He got more and more comfortable with me being there and he kissed her, felt her up, put her face in his lap to suck him, until he fucked her in the living room while we were watching tv. I saw it all, watched them while he had sex with her, watched her suck his dick. It was interesting, curious, but never turned me on.
When I was 17 we went to a New Years party at a hotel. At a table across from where I was sitting two Hispanic girls were sitting close, holding hands and kissing. I watched them dance, they had the moves, dancing erotically, moving, their dresses flowing between their legs, their breasts pressed against the fabric, punctuated by hot kisses. I flowed, my panties were sopping wet, I had rubbed my clit to the point I was sore. I had an orgasm at our table.
Was this a sign? I dreamt of being kisses like that, of dancing like that. Did they go home and lay naked together? Did they kiss their breasts, did they let their fingers explore their pussies? What did they do? I wanted to know, what do girls like that really do?
It wasn't until college when I made friends with a girl Sam that I was felt up and kissed, her fingers touching my pussy like reading Brail. Her hand on my naked breast, her hot mouth and tongue pulling hard on my nipples. I had an orgasm, my first real honest to God orgasm, dying on the bed. I kissed her back and she let me see her naked, standing beside me, as I touched her pussy for the first time.
But life is full of surprises, my sister got pregnant and had to get married, she was overcome with morning sickness and her boyfriend now husband wanted to stick his dick in, I told him to take me, let my sister alone for once and I had my first male penetration. My sister said thank you, he said it was about time, I kept it from my girlfriend Sam, and couldn't put him out of my mind. All I could think about was what I had once heard, if you wake up under him you can't get over him. And that's exactly what happened.
My sister and I go everywhere together, taking care of the baby, he's here and there and always around, except that unlike when I was the little sister and watched as he treated her like a woman and I sat there and watched, now my sister watches as he treats me like a woman and it's me that can't get enough. I miss Sam, but I can't do that anymore.
When I was 17 we went to a New Years party at a hotel. At a table across from where I was sitting two Hispanic girls were sitting close, holding hands and kissing. I watched them dance, they had the moves, dancing erotically, moving, their dresses flowing between their legs, their breasts pressed against the fabric, punctuated by hot kisses. I flowed, my panties were sopping wet, I had rubbed my clit to the point I was sore. I had an orgasm at our table.
Was this a sign? I dreamt of being kisses like that, of dancing like that. Did they go home and lay naked together? Did they kiss their breasts, did they let their fingers explore their pussies? What did they do? I wanted to know, what do girls like that really do?
It wasn't until college when I made friends with a girl Sam that I was felt up and kissed, her fingers touching my pussy like reading Brail. Her hand on my naked breast, her hot mouth and tongue pulling hard on my nipples. I had an orgasm, my first real honest to God orgasm, dying on the bed. I kissed her back and she let me see her naked, standing beside me, as I touched her pussy for the first time.
But life is full of surprises, my sister got pregnant and had to get married, she was overcome with morning sickness and her boyfriend now husband wanted to stick his dick in, I told him to take me, let my sister alone for once and I had my first male penetration. My sister said thank you, he said it was about time, I kept it from my girlfriend Sam, and couldn't put him out of my mind. All I could think about was what I had once heard, if you wake up under him you can't get over him. And that's exactly what happened.
My sister and I go everywhere together, taking care of the baby, he's here and there and always around, except that unlike when I was the little sister and watched as he treated her like a woman and I sat there and watched, now my sister watches as he treats me like a woman and it's me that can't get enough. I miss Sam, but I can't do that anymore.
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