These stories are based on a series of emails and text messages shared with a very special friend and fan. Thank you, Penny, for your encouragement and for sharing your fantasies and dreams with me. I hope these stories prove to be worthy...
(It is recommended that you read Parts 1 - 3, first for necessary background information and references.)
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He's a good-looking man, silver haired, probably closer to my age than Penny is. His eyes are alight with both humor and desire, and I note that he must have removed his shoes when he entered the house. He's barefoot already and not wearing a suit jacket but otherwise seems dressed for work. As he moves closer to the day bed, he loosens his tie and begins to unbutton his shirt. Penny is looking up and smiling in welcome and there is a look on her face that I can't quite define. It almost looks as if she's been expecting this man, her husband, to come home and catch us all playing together. As well as I think I know her, I can't quite believe she would intentionally set all this in motion -- but if, sometime, she had mentioned a desire to fuck women, and especially her sister -- and if he, then, had said something about wanting to see that or participate... I could see the potential and possibilities coming together.
Penny rolled over and moved to cuddle her sister, "Marina, look who's here!" she said cheerfully.
Marina, though, looked anything BUT cheerful and happy. Her eyes filled with tears, and her hands moved to try and cover her breasts and vulva.
"Mark, honey, I'm glad you're home. You know Marina, of course, and this is Ali. I've told you about her."
He'd stripped off his shirt and tossed it into a corner and was loosening his belt, unbuttoning his slacks and unzipping them as he stepped up to the bed. He smiled a greeting at me before his eyes returned to Penny and Marina.
"Marina, I've never seen you looking so...lovely," his voice was low, almost purring, and I watched your nipples harden.
Marina's voice was barely audible as she pleaded with you, "Please...Penny, let me go! I have to leave now...please..."
Mark had pushed down his slacks and boxer briefs and stepped out of them, and he bent over the bed to kiss Penny hello, giving her a slow caress down her breast to her rump as he did, but he heard Marina.
"Oh, don't go yet, Marina... You look so...comfortable there. And I'd love to get better acquainted than we've been able to before."
Marina was blushing rosily, and her hands fluttered busily trying in vain to cover herself from view. You capture one of her hands, pinning it firmly between your breasts. Marina began to thrash more earnestly, and you throw me a look of pleading as you struggle to control your sister. I hurried to lay against Marina's other side, wrapping my arms around her as well.
Mark chuckled, "Honestly Marina, I'm starting to take this a little personally." He winked and smiled broadly at Penny and I, adding, "Don't you want to get to know me better?"
