My Mom died when I was about seventeen, shortly after I left school and got my first job. My Dad felt he couldn't survive on his own and about a year later married an old witch all us kids called Freddy Frog. But Dad was happy with her for a few years.
Freddy Frog had a daughter, named Tess who was almost a year younger than me. She wasn't what you call beautiful like a model or a film star, but she definitely wasn't difficult to look at. Amongst other members of my family she had a, probably undeserved, reputation as a somewhat loose woman and that, combined with her good looks and popularity, made her quite attractive but probably untouchable to someone rather geeky like I thought I was then. Of course there was also the "Sister" thing making her seem totally untouchable.
Funny thing was she found me attractive as well only I thought her continued come ons to me were her teasing. I even had a couple of "sleep overs" at her flat which was about half way between the city my Dad lived in and the city I worked and lived in at the time. Tess always came in to her lounge where I was supposed to sleep wearing her rather skimpy night attire to see that I was comfortable and always left the door to her room ajar. But I was still being a bit dense and didn't take advantage even though I thought about it... A lot. Looking back now she must have thought me really odd but she kept trying.
Dad had called to invite me to a party at our old home. I can't remember the reason but it may have been his and Freda's first anniversary. There were lots of people there but mostly of dad's age or littlies. Some of my sisters were there with their kids and Tess and her much older brother and his wife. It was a good night.
Tess and I sort of kept each other company since we were of an age and no-one else there was. I noticed that despite having a reputation for drinking lots Tess was mostly sipping her drinks and making them last a long time. I decided not to get too much under the influence as well though we both drank enough alcohol to lower our normal inhibitions a little or, as it turned out later, quite a lot. We spent most of the evening talking about things we liked or not and comparing notes.
We ran out of other things to talk about and I can't remember who started it but the topic of discussion eventually turned to sex. Well sexual preferences to start with. I wondered if she thought I might be Gay when she started asking questions and while I wasn't as experienced as she was reputed to be I wasn't about to give too much away.
We chatted about big tits or small tits and since Tess had a big handful sized we settled on that. We discussed what she like done to her and what I liked done to me and all that sort of thing. I thought we were chatting as buddies and we sat most of the night shoulder to shoulder or squatted on the floor facing each other but not once touching. I know I was getting a little uncomfortable at times when some topic caused a reaction down there but I was still thinking "Sister" of sorts, and mostly feeling a little confused. If it was anyone else I would have really thought she was hitting on me but...
Then she actually asked me if I had really ever done IT. You know full penetration and all. Now while I didn't consider myself a virgin at the time I had never managed to come inside a lady. I think I had some weird mental block related to going pee on someone and I told her that. I also told her that my Dad had threatened dire consequences if I ever got someone pregnant and so, as I put it to her, I keep my cock in my pants mostly and have found other means of giving pleasure. So then we discussed some of those. It was quite funny really because the conversations weren't always just between Tess and I. There were lots of people there who intermittently put in their conversation bits especially later in the evening as they got more and more intoxicated and freer of the mouth. It appeared to them that we were just joining in their conversations I guess since no-one made any move to tell us off or similar and it all involved laughing etc.
Eventually people started to leave. Tess and I were staying the night at Dad's, me in my old room, and Tess in one of my sisters' old room. So we pretty much had to wait for everyone to leave before we could go to our rooms anyway. In the end we were still chatting and still had a drink each when the place had emptied of guests and Freda came in to say Dad and her were off to bed and could we put the lights out when we had finished our drinks.
We turned off the lights and sat in the room lighted from all the street lights outside and such. We sipped our drinks and took our time really. I think we were both quite enjoying ourselves and didn't want it to end just yet. We were sitting on the carpet leaning against the front of a couch and it was cooling down now that there were no people creating extra warmth, and Freda had turned the gas heaters off. We had tossed a throw rug over our legs and up to our waists to keep a little warmer. We'd stopped talking and I guess my Dad and her Mum must have thought we'd gone to our own beds some time ago because their bed started making those sort of noises.
It was funny really. Except for the fact it was our parents and they were clearly enjoying themselves. We whispered comments like Ooh... Old people sex and giggled like little schoolgirls for a while. We leaned in to each other to stifle the welling up laughter a bit and then we both realised we were cheek to cheek and someone nearby was having sex and...
I kissed her. It just seemed the correct thing to do and we both turned our heads at pretty much the same time. She was so close I only had to lean forward a tiny bit to make our lips touch. I was still a little unsure and probably was expecting a slap so we barely touched lips but for quite a long time. Tess went "Mmmm. That's nice. More please."
So I kissed her properly with mouth just ajar and lips well connected. And ever so slowly she pushed her tongue in between my lips. Talk about sensual. It was all I could do to not jump back. I mean I'd done that before but not with my step-sister and in my mind kissing like that was supposed to be a signal.
I guess there are lots of different tongue types really but at that time I learned about two different types. Some people have the ability to curl their tongues into a sort of tube, a bit like a straw. I can't. Mine tends to stay fat and roundish. Tess's tongue curled so well and strongly that it felt like it was wrapped around mine and giving it a cuddle. It felt so rude and absolutely lovely at the same time so we continued that for a little while until we both felt the need to come up for air and also get a little more comfortable. We both grabbed cushions off the couch and wriggled down on the floor a little more so we were lying facing each other covered by the throw rug.
We kissed a little more, mostly pecking at each other with the occasional lick. Both of us were also moving our hands and touching non sensual bits like arms, hair and back. I touched her ear and kissed her there and my hand slid to her neck and sort of stopped there. After a short time Tess sighed and pulled my hand down over her breast. Immediately I noticed her nipple standing up and realised she had no bra on. Idiot that I am I mumbled "Hmm. No bra."
Tess advised me that she had taken it off a while ago and that she had been planning to get into my pants somehow even if she had to sneak into my room. I was a little surprised to say the least but lost on that hardening nipple.
Have I mentioned yet that I love nipples? I love the way they react to touch, especially the touch of wet sucking lips. Or how they feel as they rise up in your mouth, and the fact that they actually have a taste and texture that is all their own. I also love the fact that most women seem to enjoy them being touched or kissed and especially licked and sucked. I've always been careful to not brutalise boobs or nipples in any way. I quite enjoy someone being nice to mine but squeezing and pulling hurts me so I don't do it to them. Well unless I'm asked to.
I carefully unbuttoned her blouse. I deliberately didn't hurry and was also kissing her lips and neck. I know what anticipation can do and this was turning into something that could last for the rest of the night if I was careful. Tess shivered and I initially thought she must be getting cold but then her hand came up into my hair and she pushed my face down toward her almost uncovered nipple. I moved my hand across so I could hold her nipple between my thumb and forefinger and started gently licking across the gap between them.
Tess arched her back pushing her breast towards me and moaned gently in a deep voiced way that I hadn't heard her manage before. Her hand moved to flat on my stomach and she slid her hand down making her fingers sort of walk down ahead of the rest of her hand and slowly covered my crotch with her hand. I had quite an erection by now and she squeezed it gently from the top all the way to my balls as if she was measuring it. I heard her give a sharp intake if breath as she slipped her hand back up to my belt and "measured" it going up as well.
