In case this isn't published as part of a story, there is some background on this one. I was asked to write this series by a fan of my first piece of published work (Couple's Therapy). A beautiful and sexy lady reached out to me and talked about her past, her present and what she fantasized for the future. I've made some descriptive changes and filled in the details, but this is her story.
This is for you Penny. Thank you for your collaboration. So hot.
"Mark, I want to seduce and have sex with Marina."
"This is a new one Penny, what brought it on?"
"Because she's my younger sister, she's beautiful, she needs to expand her concept of sex and I just want to awaken her to what it could be. I know she's not really fulfilled by her husband, and it may not even have anything to do with him, but I think it's time to educate her."
Marina is my younger sister by nine years. She got married, at 21 while she was still in college, and has only ever had sex with her husband. I've always had a thing for her, but now I wanted to act on it. It isn't that I'm slutty or anything, although I can be if you treat me right, I just found her very attractive. But I wasn't always this free or open about sex and that journey is part of what made me want to finally do this.
Marina and I grew up in a household that was extremely Greek and extremely conservative. There was never discussion of sex and dating was frowned upon by my dad. We were taught that men come first, and women were there to support them. And it's built into a lot of our culture just because it was passed down through Greek history. Women make up about 30% of the workforce in Greece, politics is still mostly men and dowery's weren't officially abolished until 1983!
When I started dating, I thought I was there to please my partner and I didn't really think of myself much at all. And this is where my sexual journey began...
When I was about 18, I started becoming sexually active. Most of it probably had to do with my DDD tits that would attract every guy for a mile around. I'm not, and never was, some perfectly hourglass girl or anything. I'm more of what most guys would call a Big Beautiful Woman but that's a bit misleading. I have great tits, a nice ass, and a little bit of extra around my waist and thighs, but I'm not huge. I think I'm an attractive brunette with what I'm told is a great smile, but I never really saw myself that way. If enough guys tell you they want you for sex but never give you any other compliments, it really gets to you.
The first guy I was ever with sexually was also Greek and the only thing that really happened was your basic missionary position sex. It wasn't fulfilling and I almost never had an orgasm. I found out that while he wasn't adventurous with me, he was with his mistress. And it still took me a while after that to leave him. After that was a series of successive relationships with other men but nothing really satisfying. There were guys who wanted blowjobs and to cum on my tits, but no relationship stuck, and it was all about them. Needless to say, over the course of these amazingly bad relationships and experiences I learned to masturbate.
Then, one of my girlfriends turned me on to online dating. I said what the hell, can't be any worse than it's been and tried it. And there I met Mark. It started off innocently enough and slowly graduated to phone sex, which I had also not had before. I remember the first time we did it over the phone...
It was late at night, after a long day working, dinner and finally relaxing in bed while reading a book. The phone rang and I saw that it was Mark. At this point, we still hadn't even met even though we were in the same city. "Hi Mark, how are you?"
"I'm good Penny, how about you?"
"It was a long day; I'm just lying in bed reading a book and trying to unwind."
"Really, what are you wearing?"
"Why would you want to know that?"
"To get my imagination going."
"For what?" I asked curiously.
"I want to think of you and knowing what you're wearing would help."
"Well, usually when I go to bed, I wear pajamas with a button up top and pajama shorts."
"Is that what you're wearing tonight?"
"No, I put on of my nightgowns."
"Describe it to me."
"It's red, and a lacy see-through material with straps over the shoulder and solid cups over my breasts." It had gotten a little bit quiet on his end of the phone.
Then, "How far does it come down?"
"To mid-thigh."
