My Petite Fiancee Surprises Me Pt 02

This is a story about the love of my life, so this doesn't have lots of freaky sex and progresses slowly.

To recap the previous story -- my petite gorgeous blond girlfriend (Heather) from college is moved in with me many months after we graduated. I'm unclear if she's invited her 19-year-old bombshell sister (Tammi) to stay with us or she just showed up after she graduated with a 2-year degree. I'm extremely shy and my girlfriend loves to taunt me and make me blush. That includes picking on me because, I accidentally got in the shower with Tammi, thinking it was my girlfriend. I'm trying to save every penny so I can afford to ask my girlfriend to marry me. I want to marry Heather but frankly don't have the savings yet to propose.

I was having a sex dream that I know I was enjoying before I woke up. I seem to have gone from one sex dream to another. My girlfriend was dry humping me while quietly making sexy little muffled grunting sounds. Her knees were on the sides of my hips while her feet were tucked between my legs while she arched over my chest with her nipples pointing at me. You'd think it was funny but I thought it was sexy when I looked up and saw her biting down on a toy.

I put my hands on her hips when she looked down at me. A sock monkey she was biting fell from her teeth. "Sorry about waking you up but I got horny and well, your great big cock was already hard... so..." This was new! I tried to guide her so my cock would slide into her. "Not today honey, I'm testing something," Heather said, while reluctantly resisting my guidance. I didn't force it, I fell asleep last night after she gave me a hand job so who was I to make demands.

She put the doll back into her mouth as she moaned loudly into it. Heather looked sexy with her skin glistening with just a touch of perspiration. She started to buck wildly before she collapsed on my chest. She finally lifted back and kissed me on the forehead and said, "Thank you, Honey!" God damnit she was sexy! She then slid her hand over my cock which was now slippery with her juices. "Do you think he has anything left after that impressive flood you released last night?" I couldn't help it, she was being so naughty last night I accidentally sprayed everywhere when my tool went off.

She crawled down to look at my cock as she gave it a lengthy and erotic hand job. "Does my honey like it when I touch him like that? Do you want me to keep massaging him?"

I knew from last night if I didn't answer truthfully, she'd stop pleasuring me. "God, yes!"

"I promised you I'd take care of you more than ever while my sister is here. Are you happy she's here?" She asked while slowly teasing my cock.

I gave an enthusiastic, "so happy she's here."

"When you were in the shower with Tammi, did you see her pussy?" she asked as her hand gently slipped her dainty hand up and down over my hard cock. She paused and looked up at me.

Instinctively I thought I should say no but I hated to lie to her. "I saw it briefly," I said which was the truth. I was rewarded for being honest as the sensuous priming the pump continued.

"She was trying on my old clothes to borrow including my old bras and undies, and I couldn't help but notice she's completely bald down there... Do you think that's attractive?" She stopped moving her hand and looked up at me.

"I wouldn't want you to feel like you ever had to do something you didn't want just to please me." I figured that was an evasive as I could get as I've always had a thing for smooth pussies.

"I'm worried if I did that, I'd look like I hadn't gone through puberty yet because I'm so short," she said, still looking up at me with a cute pouty face, but firmly gliding her hand up and down my cock again. "Would you mind if I looked like some virgin who isn't even in college yet?" She asked as she slowly increased the rate of her stroking. I could picture her in pigtails jilling off her smooth pussy for the first time as a teenager. I felt that urgency in my cock that occurs just before it explodes -- there was no holding back now. Heather made the mistake of asking the next question directly to my cock -- I have no idea why but that turns me on when she does that. "Without my strip of hair would your cock be able to tell the difference between my sister's pussy and my pussy?"

It didn't matter that she was mocking me about my accidental viewing in the shower. I still can't decide if it was more embarrassing seeing her sister naked or her sister seeing me. My cock went off like a champaign bottle. It was a geyser splashing everything in its path. I had drenched her face; neck and it now was spurting a little less but hitting her beautiful tits. She has never looked so naughty in her life and for some reason it was sexy as hell even though she's normally as conservatively dressed as can be while in public. She grabbed one of the wash towels from last night and tried to clear a path so she could see again. "How is this possible!? I drained him last night. This can't be normal!"

I would frequently jerk off at least once a day when I was not seeing anyone in college. And it would take at least two Kleenex to clean up the mess. When she did it though it was reaching much greater distance and I'm going to guess I'd need six or more tissues. I didn't mean to make such a mess but when her sexy voice says things gets me going, it drives me crazy.

She got up to go to the bathroom to clean up. I figured I'd give her a few minutes before following her, so I wasn't in the way, but somehow, I fell back asleep. I woke to the smell bacon and fresh coffee not nearly as good as a gorgeous naked woman humping you but I was hungry! I looked down and she must have cleaned my cock while I slept. I put on my boxers and stumbled into the bathroom.

When I got to the kitchen, Tammi was already at the table sitting with one of her legs tucked under the tent of my shirt while the other shapely leg dangled back and forth. My dress shirt was all wrinkled, with just a few of the bottom buttons fastened. I guess she slept in it. She apparently figured since it covered so much of her, she didn't need to wear a bra. Since so few of the buttons were done and the shirt was very loose it was impossible not to look down it and see her large breasts. I did my best not to look at her succulent nipples which seemed to follow me when I walked. My face was heating up but I just picked apart my bacon without looking up so I didn't have to avoid staring at them.

I went out for a run so the girls could talk. I ran further from the apartment than I ever had. I made it to the next town over. I just lay down on the grass island near my apartment and rested for a long time before going back into the apartment. I really like my soon to be fiancée's girlfriend, but I couldn't help but wonder how long she'd be underfoot. I know, I know, I realize the problem is me but change doesn't come easy to me. Perhaps in a few days I won't feel so spastic.

Tammi smiled at me warmly when she saw me enter. Even though this was my apartment, she made it seem like she was inviting you in with her upbeat nature. My girlfriend was nowhere to be found. I splashed my head in the sink to cool off and figure out why I was uncomfortable about walking by her to get to the bathroom.

Tammi was in the laundry closet off the kitchen where the washer and dryer were. She was dressed in her sister's old Disney shirt, which was even small on Heather. She'd drive me crazy when she cleaned wearing it as it was so small on her you could make out her nipples. It was impossibly tight on Tammi's ample bosom which also made it even shorter. Her smooth, flat tummy was showing above the little faded pink undies that I haven't seen on Heather since we first started dating. Tammi has a more pronounced butt due to the running, so her sister's high school panties were ridiculously small and tight.

I don't know why I was looking at her but Tammi must have noticed. "Sorry, I shouldn't have borrowed your shirt," she said. "Heather said you never wear it anymore and it was so wonderfully roomy."

I realized I gave her the wrong impression this morning and didn't want her to think I was selfish or angry with her. "Think nothing of it. I was just upset you wear it better than I do! I'm glad it still has some use left in it as I can't wear it without a suit jacket to hide the stain, and I hate dressing up."

"So, I get to keep wearing it? She sounded ridiculously excited.

"Yes," I said with a sigh as if making a big sacrifice.

Tammi came bounding over to me and started bouncing up and down. Her magnificent melons shaking and bouncing and jiggling. "Oh boy, oh boy -- it's so comfy! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" she said while jumping and kissing my cheek. All my clothes are dirty right now, but I wanted to start with some of my delicates, and give this back to you without the smell of my perfume." When she said that I did notice her subtle perfume. It was very nice, but you only would notice it if she was close.

I hadn't figured out why but she pulled me gently by the wrist towards the laundry closet. She excitedly pulled the shirt from the top of the pile on the washer. She put it on over the Disney shirt which made me feel more at ease. But then she grabbed my arm for stability and bent over, pulling down her panties and put them in the pile. This made my cheeks and ears hot even though my dress shirt covered her down there -- not that I would purposely look.

"Now gimme that filthy shirt so I can throw it in the laundry!" She didn't wait for a response, she just started pulling up my shirt. I guess I really had no say in the matter. Tammi's hands were nice and cool against my skin. She took my white t-shirt and tossed it in the washer scrunching her nose and saying "WHEEEWWHH!!" It was impossible for either of us to give up an opportunity to tease the other.

She didn't say anything but just started undoing my shorts. I ran to the bathroom as I was too shy to say anything. She giggled as she followed and said, "hand them over, Mister!" I slipped them off and opened the door just enough to slide them through. "Umm, where's the rest, young man?!" I was caught off guard as she gently pushed the door open further. She walked right into the bathroom, so I retreated behind the shower curtains. "I'm no leaving without them!" I tossed them over the curtain bar. I was so embarrassed, so I tried to signal her to leave. By turning on the water. It seemed cold but worth it. I figured I was safe and let the water pour over my head feeling as shy as ever.

I was facing towards the wall when I heard the shower curtains open. Tammi popped her head and said, "sorry, I was just seeing if you had any washcloths or anything that needed washing in here." I didn't expect that she'd violate the safety or sanctity of the shower curtain but to be fair I had done that to her the moment she arrived. She closed the curtains and walked away. She then embarrassed me further when she opened them again. Tammi giggled and said, "nice buns by the way!" I looked over my shoulder and watched her leave the bathroom where she was kind enough to close the door behind her. I have no point of reference other than my family where I was an only child so perhaps this is normal.

After my shower, I ran to my bedroom in a towel. I put on some clothes and felt ready for the day! I was going to get in the car and run some errands, but Tammi was folding her undies at the table. I figured I should stay away in case she was shy about me seeing them. I sat on the couch and found a Twilight Zone marathon. About five minutes I saw Tammi carry a pile of unmentionables to of her bedroom. A new show just started and it was a great episode, so I decided to watch it before heading out.

I heard Tammi heading back. "Close your eyes, I have a surprise," she cheerfully said as she approached. I had no idea what to expect. The next think I know I felt someone sit in my lap. I loved when Heather sat in my lap, so I was all set to pinch her little buns. I thought for sure she had been hiding in the guest room to surprise me. I then noticed Tammi's perfume and opened my eyes. It was Tammi sitting in my lap holding a bottle of lotion.

"I noticed your elbows are a little dry and thought I'd help you with that." She then lifted my left arm and started rubbing lotion into it. I had no idea what to say. I felt awkward knowing my girlfriend's sister was sitting on my lap. I felt extra uncomfortable knowing my girlfriend's sister probably wasn't wearing underwear under my dress shirt. Why the hell did I have to think of that? I could see from the open buttons at some point she had removed the t-shirt under it as well. I couldn't help but admire how at home she felt in a new place. She squirmed on my lap as she applied the lotion.

"It feels good, doesn't it?" For some reason I got the chills -- maybe I was worried what it might look like to a stranger but most likely I was being absurdly introverted as usual and making to a mountain out of a mole hill. "Oh, who is this older gentleman and why is the other guy upset with him? Is he supposed to be in Nazi Germany?"

I enjoyed sharing with a Twilight Zone virgin, "The actor is Burgess Meredeth, he loves books. Totalitarians don't like books or facts because they might contain other views that contradict their narrative." Tammi leaned back and watched fascinated. I laughed to myself at her lack of concern about personal space. I worry about it a lot. She then did her best to lift my other arm and apply lotion to it -- I was a good patient and held my arm out. I figured she'd get off when she finished but instead, she put my arm over her flat tummy and watched the rest of the show.

I turned off the TV with the remote and attempted to get up when it was over, but Tammi said, "wait -- it isn't over." She held my hand with the remote in it and turned the TV back on and it a different episode had started.

I said, "no this is a different episode."

Tammi looked at me in shock as if I was trying to pull a fast one, "look that is the same actor and he's reading books still." She was right but it was a different episode with Burgess. "I want to see how this turns out," she said holding my arm against her to keep me still. I guess she wanted to be able to ask questions, so she didn't want me to leave.

Her arms went limp in five minutes though, and she had fallen asleep sitting in my lap. I turned off the TV, and gently picked her up and carried her to the guest room. Unfortunately, while I tried to carry her, the bottom of the dress shirt had risen above her hips, and everything was on display when I gently and slowly put her on the bed to take a nap. I swear I didn't plan on seeing her beautiful pink pussy again. I was too nervous to tidy her shirt, so I just left her like that but closed the door gently behind me. Hopefully she won't think I did that on purpose.

I went to the bathroom to splash a little water on my face when I noticed the wet spot on the front of my shorts. I hadn't cum so I must have just leaned against the wet counter when I was getting ready before. I can't believe Tammi didn't mock me about it -- particularly when she must have sat directly on that spot. She's a sweet girl, I thought.

The rest of the day was far less awkward. Heather soon arrived and suggested a plan for the day. We took her sister to the park by the pond for a picnic lunch. My girlfriend had picked up some of my favorite pulled pork sandwiches and real mac & cheese! I know the meal was a bribe, but I didn't care. Heather picked her food into small bites and ate slowly while Tammi seemed to race with me for the spare sandwich. She beat me but only because she asked for more soda twice! She was kind enough to split it with me though. I listened to the two catch up and giggling and squealing like teenagers. OK, technically Tammi is still a teenager, but she seems so mature at times.

Heather insisted we stopped by the used car dealership. Tammi needed a car now that she was done with school. Tammi didn't have any money saved yet, but she felt that if I was there the salesmen wouldn't play games. We checked out only the least expensive cars that seemed like they they'd be reliable for a few years. They were not cheap unfortunately.

We stopped at the bath and beyond place and picked up a lot of hand towels. I like how my girlfriend is always thinking about others although I have no idea why her sister would need so many. She also picked up a couple of small bath towels I was guessing they were for Tammi to put her long curly hair in them to dry.

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Since Tammi came to visit, we seemed to have a new routine as Heather would now jerk me off at night and hump me in the morning before talking dirty as jerked me off again until I came all over her. I'm not complaining as I loved it when she said naughty things to me although she could never resist saying something about her sister to try and make me blush just because of a onetime stupid mistake. Heather promised me she'd keep me happy while her sister visited and oh boy she delivered!

Friday night, Heather got home later than usual. I noticed her nails here very shiny, so I deduced she went to the salon. She usually only had someone else do them when there was a special event. It wasn't our anniversary; I don't think we were supposed to meet any of her friends from work -- I was stumped, maybe she just wanted a little pampering. That night however, when we got into bed, I was stunned seeing her newly smooth pussy. She enjoyed me looking at her exposed crotch as she made sure I got a good look at it.

"Do you like it?" she asked with a big smile still not 100% sure but 99% sure because of the way I looked. She walked around as if modelling it for me. She stood directly in front of me, but I couldn't help but look down at the new wonder. She gently pushed me down on my shoulders, so I was inches from her beautiful pussy.

"OH, I like it!" I said enthusiastically. I can't believe she did that for me. It's amazing how much one little detail changes someone's appearance so much. "I really, really like it!"

"I was nervous as hell getting this... I cancelled the appointment three times. Tell me why you like it that way. Please be specific?" she asked needing some reassurance.

"Well," I said, "you know how guys love it when a girl dresses up for them in a cheerleader, or nurses or maid's outfit? That isn't just because those costumes are sexy but because the girls are willing to go the extra distance just to excite their man. You know I think you are sexiest when you are completely naked. You know I don't like you to wear jewelry because it makes you less naked. Now you are smoother than a peach down there, so you look extra naked. I really really like the extra naked look!" I then tossed her on the bed and began to eat her out. I didn't just lick the clit, I took my time and licked everywhere, working my way in to tease her.

"OH my! You really do seem to like it! I'm so glad!" she said as her pussy became soaking wet. "I feel extra naked. Oh honey... that's it... lick your girlfriends extra naked pussy, that's the spot... OH GOD!" she yelled out. I gave a little nibble and that sent Heather over the edge. She let loose a loud sound into the doll as her pussy was not dripping onto the bed. I could see her tummy muscles tighten as she convulsed. She hates when she gushes for some reason. She's embarrassed by what her sexy body can do but I think of it as applause. She tries to convince me we need to change the sheets all the time. I'm happy to sleep in the wet spot as a reminder of how much she enjoyed my performance.

Heather went to the bathroom and came back with a glass of water for me with a stack of the new towels. My cock was still at attention admiring how naughty she looked and how wildly she came. She caught me staring and smiled shyly. I took a gulp of the water, and then she kissed me deeply. Heather reached down and worked my throbbing cock while talking a little dirty. "Does he like the way my pussy looks?" she asked with a sly smile, knowing the answer.