My sister, Natalie, and I live a few hours apart in large cities. I was called into her city on business and that led one of the most amazing nights of my entire life.
I was staying with her and her roommate Denise for a couple of nights sleeping on their futon. The second night of my visit my sister and I went out to eat. When we got back, Denise was in the living room of their apartment watching TV. We joined her started the usual chatting of hanging out for the night. Denise complained that she had tough day at work and was just all tense from one too many deadlines. I told her that I could give her a massage if she wanted.
She readily agreed and turned her back to me. I started to knead her back and she said that is felt great. My sister had moved over to the recliner so that Denise and I could be on the futon for the massage. Denise lay on her stomach so I could really begin to work the massage. She was wearing a loose t-shirt and shorts and I did take a look and her taut legs and well shaped ass. I reached under the t-shirt and started to directly work the flesh of the back. I was, at first, shocked to find that she wasn't wearing a bra but then I realized that Denise had rather small breasts and really didn't need one.
I continued to rub her back and then moved to the backs of her legs and up the sides of them. I reached back under her shirt and began to massage her sides there too. I could feel the sides of her lemon-sized tits as I worked at the massage.
Maybe it was the wine we were sharing, maybe it was just the feel of a woman besides my wife, but I pushed my hand under her and cupped a breast. Denise moaned and shifted a little onto her side. This gave me a little better access and I started to rub her breast and roll her nipple between my thumbs. Denise whisked off her shirt and rolled onto her back. I took both of her breasts in my hands and start to caress them. I slowly leaned down and took a hard, excited nipple into my mouth. As I did, I studied her breasts. They were beautifully shaped, firm, and were capped by tiny pink nipples.
My hands slid down her stomach to her shorts. My hand went under the elastic waistband and began to finger her pussy. She was soaked. I slid my shorts off as she did the same to hers. I looked at her pussy and reveled in the beauty of it. Glorious wispy brown pubes framed what I knew had to be a nice tight piece of heaven. I wanted that. I gasped as felt Denise's hand wrap around my now rock hard cock. She slowly stroked up and down and I knew that I was going to have to fight cumming in a matter of seconds with all my might. I lowered my head and began to lick Denise's pussy. She tasted incredible. Her pussy was sweet and the musky smell made me even hornier. I pulled myself away from Denise’s stroking hands. I was close to cumming and I wanted to get inside of her. I got between her legs and slowly slid my shaft in to the base. Denise’s wet pussy throbbed on my cock as I buried my dick to the shaft in one smooth, sensitive motion.
That's when I heard my sister moan. I had forgotten all bout her. I looked in her direction and saw her in the recliner. She had ditched her clothes and was fingering her pussy and rubbing her tits. I drank in her exquisite body. She had smallish breasts too, but they were bigger than Denise's. They were like two baseballs mounted on her chest. Her pussy was covered with a thick dense patch of dark blonde hair. I’d often wondered growing up what that body looked like and now I was seeing it all. The rational thoughts of pulling out of Denise and forgetting about my desires were non-existent. Undoubtedly due to the passion I saw in my sister. She was telling me it was OK for me to fuck Denise. But there was sometime more.
