I always thought she was really sexy. You know, the sister everyone thinks is sexy. 30 years old but looks 25, 12 years older than me at 18 and often acts a bit like your mum. Blonde hair, blue eyes, beautiful face, amazing cleavage, legs, an ass. Oh my god -- I think you know what I mean.
The thing about Esther was she was just a really fun loving nice person and she and I had been really close for most of my 18 years. I was growing up though and my sisters habit of giving me huge hello and goodbye cuddles every time I saw her was really having an effect on me. It had for years now and the fact that she lived next door and I saw her most days meant I was getting cuddled pretty regularly and to be frank I fucking loved it. I longed for them and almost lived for them. Her cuddles were the highlight of my day.
Esther would wrap me in her arms and bring me in close. She was a little bit taller than me so her breasts would push right into my chest and her arms around my waist brought our hips in tightly together. We'd done this for years now. 30 seconds each time I reckon. 30 seconds where I would revel in the feel of her body and the smell of her being. I was fixated. I'd masturbated for years to the thoughts of Esther in my head. Long long cuddles, cuddles where she had no bra on, cuddles where she was in a short summer dress, cuddles where she was naked -- I'd gone through every scenario and must have come over 100 times thinking about it.
Yesterday though, was the first day I'd lost a bit of control. I'd always been able to maintain a certain sense of decorum, worried that if I lost this, the cuddles would end but yesterday was different. As I opened her front door and yelled hello Esther told me she was in the spare bedroom and to come up. I mowed Esthers lawns, did her pool and was a general handyman so spent a fair bit of time working there and moved freely in and out. As I climbed up the stairs to greet Esther I started to anticipate my morning cuddle and for the first time ever my cock responded immediately by becoming rock hard. I'd often had half chubs, smaller woodies if you like, but the 30 second cuddle meant they never developed into too big a problem (if you know what I mean). There had recently been a couple of times where I was sure Esther could feel it but she never let on and I never pushed it -- again I assume you know what I mean.
Today, was a problem though. As I opened the door to the spare bedroom my cock was rock hard in my yard pants -- footy shorts really, hidden only by a long t-shirt and me leaning forward a bit. Esther as always seemed really happy to see me and opened her arms for our morning hug. What could I do? I was 18 -- we had done this virtually every day that I could remember. I couldn't stop now. I didn't want to stop now. So we cuddled. Our normal cuddle. Esther's breasts hard into my chest (were her nipples erect?) she definitely wasn't wearing a bra under that t-shirt. She often didn't. Her arms immediately went around my waist and pulled me in tight. Our pelvises matched perfectly and my previously hidden rock hard cock pushed up between her legs into a warm area I could only think was her delectable pussy.
I was basically shitting myself. Would she slap me? Pull away from the cuddle quicker than usual?
I held my breath waiting for a response but all I got was Esther pulling me in tight. Tighter than usual even, her hands resting on my lower back, mine in the same area. Then she made a sound. Mmmmm. That's really nice Sammy. I love cuddling you. I could do this all day really. And it felt a bit like she did. This cuddle was longer than usual and her hands pulled me in tighter than usual. It was all I could do not to thrust. It was all I could do not to blow my load in my pants as our bodies mashed, my cock noticeably resting against her womanhood. Oh my god -- I was in a pleasure state never before experienced. Then it ended. Thanks Sammy, can't wait for our arvo cuddle -- and with that Esther disengaged herself and with a small pat on my bum (that had never happened before) bent over to pick up her shoes and socks giving me an awesome view of her fine ass and the hint of her pussy in the middle.
Not wanting to be too obvious I turned before she arose and headed out telling her I was working in the garden today. Esther was going out but would be back before I finished. Back in time for the arvo cuddle. My cock twitched in anticipation.
5 sweaty hours later, I had completed my tasks for the day, with a couple of breaks and swims to keep me going while Esther was out. All day I couldn't stop thinking about how good my hard cock felt between her legs, anticipating what might happen that afternoon. It was apparent that my cock being hard had not worried Esther and the fact that she had patted my but made me wonder a bit but as a 18 year old virgin with little experience with females I wasn't at all wise to their ways so really didn't know what was happening or what to do about it. Al I knew was that my cock was hard -- a lot and although it wasn't that big (yes I measured it -- 6 inches hard) it was really quite thick, really thick actually. I knew this because it was thicker than anyone's I'd seen in the gym showers (I copped some stick for it from the boys -- stump dick they called me in private), I'd also watched my share of porn and knew that in terms of thickness it was right up there. It worried me actually. I was self-conscious about it -- concerned I was too wide for any potential girlfriends and it added to my shyness around females of my own age. None of that mattered though when all I did was cuddle Esther.
Anyway, knowing Esther had arrived home I stripped down to the cossies and jumped in the pool -- getting rid of all the sweat and surreptitiously giving myself a wash all over in the meantime. Just as I was hopping out Esther arrived outside dressed only in her bikini with a towel over her shoulder. Don't get out she said -- I'm hopping in -- swim with me.
Of course, I was never saying no. Esther in her bikini was a sight to behold. She coulda modelled it easy and in fact she had done in her early 20's. She slipped into the water and made her way down to the shallow end sitting on the step just across from me. We chatted about our days as I tried my best not to stare at her breasts, held in place by a tiny piece of material. I was failing. I can't lie. I was 18 and they were spectacular. Esther either didn't notice or didn't mind. Predictably my cock responded. It was like steel under the water in my tiny cossie.