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I've written about this girl before. She was my mate's little sister and my first proper girlfriend. But we never fucked while we were together because we were both in our very early teens. No, that would wait until many many years later...
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I was back from college for the summer and one of my friends decided to throw a party in the run-down shared house he was living in. Four floors. Six bedrooms. Plenty of room to get good and drunk. And he'd invited everybody. Little did I know, this also included my mate's little sister - the girl I'd been dating almost 7 years before. My first proper girlfriend. Who I hadn't seen for years.
Anyway, the party gets going. And everybody's getting a bit drunk and stupid. The music is blasting but nobody is dancing. People are everywhere. Cracked plastic cups and empty beer cans litter every surface. Some people are doing shots. One girl is downing a bottle of wine. Some intrepid folks are trying to make pizza in the microwave. The beautiful girl we've all been in love with for years has brought her new guy and we're all kinda looking at him like "you lucky fuck". One guy is sitting on the couch eating his gf's face, while his hand rummages around inside her top. A fat guy is watching intently. It's all fairly normal stuff.
Except, for some bizarre reason, I'm the only smoker there. Everyone else has either stopped or not started yet. So I keep finding myself alone, out in the tiny back yard, smoking a cigarette and looking at the stars. Until, that is, my mate's little sister turns up, half drunk from a previous party, desperate for a cigarette. Finally, another smoker!
We get to talking. You know the usual stuff. How've you been? What have you been doing with yourself? Oh you're 19 now? Seeing anyone? No? Me neither. Weird. And then it takes a turn...
"Remember when we used to fool around", she says. Of course I remember. Hers were some of the first real tits I saw.
"Sure," I say, trying not to look at her now much bigger pair of tits straining at the tight little t-shirt she's wearing.
"I never really got over you, you know," she suddenly confesses, not looking at me. Blowing a cloud of smoke into the air.
"I...", well I don't really remember what I stammered after that. Something stupid probably. I was drunk. Deal.
But anyway, we keep chatting and we end up sort of hanging out for the rest of the night. About 3am, people start drifting off home. Just the core group of friends remain.
"I'm going for a smoke," I tell the group and head outside for the millionth time that night.
Now this bit's for all you voyeurs like me. One of the six bedrooms backed onto the tiny back yard. And the curtains were pretty flimsy. And the light was on. So I peeked in. And wouldn't you know, there's the beautiful girl we've all had a crush on for years.
I watched quietly, while she stood in the centre of the room and pulled off off her tight top revealing a bra that barely held in her ample tits. Her new boyfriend lay on the bed expectantly. I could see he was telling her something. She laughed and undid her bra. Now when I say that she had the most beautiful tits in the world, I'm underselling it. I could have been blinded by their perky youthful heft. Nipples on end. Looking much too big for her tight slim tanned body. Fuck. Just unbelievable. I don't even have the words. She started towards him...
And at that moment, my mate's little sister decided to join me for a smoke. I quickly turned away. Slightly miffed.
So we smoke and we chat and we smoke some more. And then we hear some noise coming from the bedroom behind us. She looks at me, and we both turn around. The light is still on. I look at her. She looks at me. She takes my hand and we both go and take a peek in the window.
And there she is, the girl we all had a crush on for years, bouncing ecstatically up and down on her boyfriend's massive dick. Her tits are mesmerising, rolling around every time his huge cock fills her tight little pussy. His hands are gripping her thighs tight, like he can barely hold on. She's biting her lip. Trying not to be heard. The bed gives out little creaks with every thrust.
My mate's little sister grips my hand harder. I look at her and she's transfixed, staring at the big cock sliding in and out of this frankly stunning woman. We keep watching for a while. Soon, she climbs off him and he climbs on top of her.
I move behind my mate's little sister to get a better view. But there is no view now. Just hairy man-ass pumping up and down, quiet moans from the girl we all used to have a crush on, and occasional creaks from the old well-worn bed.
Nonetheless, there's a fucking tentpole in my trousers and it's now rubbing up against my mate's little sister's perfect little ass. She notices. But doesn't say anything. Just turns around and looks at me.
We kiss.
It had been a long time since we'd kissed. She was a fully grown woman now for starters. Her lips were fuller. Her mouth, more experienced. Her tits squished up against me like she's got a pair of boxing gloves stuffed up her top.
We kissed for what felt like quite a long time. Suddenly there's a noise from the bedroom. A gasp. "Shit", I think to myself, "we've been rumbled!" But no, it was just the new boyfriend emptying his balls into the girl we'd all had a crush on for years.
My friend's little sister and I watched as he pulled out - no condom surprisingly - and handed her some tissues to clean herself up. And there she was, perfect skin, perfectly flat stomach, tits pointed at heaven, legs spreadeagled, hairy 21-year-old cunt all matted and wet and full of cum. That image is seared into my brain forever. I wish I could go back in time and invent the phone camera sooner, just for that one moment. It was utterly glorious.
I was gawping. And suddenly I felt a hand on my crotch. It was my mate's little sister. She was gawping at the boyfriend's big dick, now growing flaccid but still pretty huge. I guess she wanted to compare his with mine. And let's be honest, his was bigger. But while she couldn't have his, she knew, at that moment, that she could definitely have mine.
We snuck back into the house, trying not to giggle too much at what we'd witnessed. I was trying to remember every detail of the girl we'd all had a crush on for years lying spreadeagled on that bed, incredible tits just floating there, seemingly weightless, her hairy little pussy stretched and full of warm cum. When suddenly we realised we had nowhere to go. The bedrooms were all taken. People were passed out in the living room. The bathroom was a shithole. The kitchen was a war zone. There was nowhere left.
And then she had a bright idea. There was a mattress in the living room that I'd claimed earlier in the night. She said, "why don't we pull it out here into the corridor?". Which seemed like a good idea at the time. Fortunately there were spare blankets and pillows and we got the thing out into the "corridor" without much fuss.
Before we knew it we were lying beside one another on the mattress, snuggled up in the blankets, staring at one another intently.
She kissed me again. I kissed her back, hard. Her hands ran down my back. My hands ran down hers. She took a firm grip of my ass. I took a firm grip of hers. We were rolling around all over the place, intertwined buy still very muchfully clothed.
Now, while we're doing that, let me paint a picture of this "corridor" for you: it was actually part of a staircase running right up the middle of the house. Every room was just off this staircase. With a perfect view down to our "corridor". Aside over.
I pushed my hand up her top and ran my hand over her bra. Her tits felt huge. Perhaps because they were comparatively so small last time I felt them. Her mouth was hot and her lips were soft and she pushed her hand inside my jeans and took a tight grip of my throbbing dick.
I unhooked her bra. She unhooked my belt. I pushed down her trousers. She pulled off my t-shirt. I tugged at her panties. She tugged at my cock.
Then she lay on top of me, letting her firm tits trace circles on my chest. I reached around and found her amazingly wet pussy with my hand. My fingers brushed at her lips. One finger slipped inside. Two fingers. Rubbing gently. I stretched and a finger found her clit. Just a touch and she moaned loudly. "I want you to fuck me," she said at full volume and handed me a condom.
"Shhh," I shushed her, "okay".
I lifted her up, pulled the condom onto my pulsating dick, and guided it into her tight wet hole. And it just slid right in there. Like that's where it was always meant to be. And she gasped and sat up straight and the blanket fell back from her shoulders.
Her tits were glorious. This being the first time I'd seen them in full. And full they were. Not a patch on the girl we all had a crush on for years, but fucking magnificent nonetheless.
She tensed her pelvic floor muscles and gripped my painfully swollen prick tightly. And then she began to lift herself up and down, up and down. She'd obviously been getting some practice in in the years since we'd seen one another last. Hers was no virgin pussy. And I'd like to thank the man who taught her whatever she was doing now - clenching and relaxing, clenching and relaxing, as she went up and down and up and down.
She began to moan. Quietly at first, but soon it was getting louder and I was worried it'd wake everyone (especially her brother). I'd never been with a loud girl before and I wasn't sure what to do. So I pulled her down and started to kiss her. She pulled away and leaned down to whisper in my ear, "fuck me Johnny*". So I did. I thrust inside of her with all my might. Huffing away at her. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Her tits leaping like balloons at a disco as she straddled me. Her hands pushing down on my chest, crushing her tits together. Face to the ceiling.
"Johnny*, Johnny*, Johnny*, JOHNNY*," she shouted.
"SHHHHHH," I pleaded. But she wouldn't listen. "Johnny*! Johnny*!! Johnneee-uuuhhhhh*!!" And she came hard. I'd never been with a girl who came so easy. So I kept thrusting away. I wanted to see if she'd go again.
Suddenly she flopped down on me. "You go on top now," she hispered. And so I did. And I looked down at her as I thrust into her again and again, watching those tits sway in time. Her eyes closed in ecstasy. Her pussy wetter than ever.
And that's when I happened to glance up and see the door to one of the bedrooms was slightly open. It was the room with the girl we'd all had a crush on for years. They were watching us now! I wondered who else might have peeked out after the noise my mate's little sister was making. And that made me start pounding her hard.
I wanted her to cum again. I wanted her to scream my name and for everyone to hear. Even her brother.
She bit her lip as I continued to pound away. Thrusting hard inside of her, as hard as I could. I kept peeking up to see if I could see the girl we'd all had a crush on for years. Was that an eye? A tit perhaps.
I kissed my mate's little sister hard and she moaned and started letting out little cries again. She was going to cum again, and so frankly was I. I kept pushing, kept pounding. We were both huffing and puffing. I knew people were watching but I didn't care. It was going to be a perfect moment.
"Johnny*! Johnny*!! Johnneee-uuuhhhhh*!!" UHHHHHHH! We came within seconds of each other. And I put my head down and immediately felt guilty.
The next day, nobody mentioned the late night noises. We said goodbye in the morning, not making plans to see one another again. I went back to college and we didn't see each other again for years.
Decades later, I wonder if she ever thinks about the night we watched the girl we'd all had a crush on for years get fucked by her big dick boyfriend before we fucked each other on a staircase loudly enough for everyone in the house to hear?
*names have been changed to protect the guilty
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I was back from college for the summer and one of my friends decided to throw a party in the run-down shared house he was living in. Four floors. Six bedrooms. Plenty of room to get good and drunk. And he'd invited everybody. Little did I know, this also included my mate's little sister - the girl I'd been dating almost 7 years before. My first proper girlfriend. Who I hadn't seen for years.
Anyway, the party gets going. And everybody's getting a bit drunk and stupid. The music is blasting but nobody is dancing. People are everywhere. Cracked plastic cups and empty beer cans litter every surface. Some people are doing shots. One girl is downing a bottle of wine. Some intrepid folks are trying to make pizza in the microwave. The beautiful girl we've all been in love with for years has brought her new guy and we're all kinda looking at him like "you lucky fuck". One guy is sitting on the couch eating his gf's face, while his hand rummages around inside her top. A fat guy is watching intently. It's all fairly normal stuff.
Except, for some bizarre reason, I'm the only smoker there. Everyone else has either stopped or not started yet. So I keep finding myself alone, out in the tiny back yard, smoking a cigarette and looking at the stars. Until, that is, my mate's little sister turns up, half drunk from a previous party, desperate for a cigarette. Finally, another smoker!
We get to talking. You know the usual stuff. How've you been? What have you been doing with yourself? Oh you're 19 now? Seeing anyone? No? Me neither. Weird. And then it takes a turn...
"Remember when we used to fool around", she says. Of course I remember. Hers were some of the first real tits I saw.
"Sure," I say, trying not to look at her now much bigger pair of tits straining at the tight little t-shirt she's wearing.
"I never really got over you, you know," she suddenly confesses, not looking at me. Blowing a cloud of smoke into the air.
"I...", well I don't really remember what I stammered after that. Something stupid probably. I was drunk. Deal.
But anyway, we keep chatting and we end up sort of hanging out for the rest of the night. About 3am, people start drifting off home. Just the core group of friends remain.
"I'm going for a smoke," I tell the group and head outside for the millionth time that night.
Now this bit's for all you voyeurs like me. One of the six bedrooms backed onto the tiny back yard. And the curtains were pretty flimsy. And the light was on. So I peeked in. And wouldn't you know, there's the beautiful girl we've all had a crush on for years.
I watched quietly, while she stood in the centre of the room and pulled off off her tight top revealing a bra that barely held in her ample tits. Her new boyfriend lay on the bed expectantly. I could see he was telling her something. She laughed and undid her bra. Now when I say that she had the most beautiful tits in the world, I'm underselling it. I could have been blinded by their perky youthful heft. Nipples on end. Looking much too big for her tight slim tanned body. Fuck. Just unbelievable. I don't even have the words. She started towards him...
And at that moment, my mate's little sister decided to join me for a smoke. I quickly turned away. Slightly miffed.
So we smoke and we chat and we smoke some more. And then we hear some noise coming from the bedroom behind us. She looks at me, and we both turn around. The light is still on. I look at her. She looks at me. She takes my hand and we both go and take a peek in the window.
And there she is, the girl we all had a crush on for years, bouncing ecstatically up and down on her boyfriend's massive dick. Her tits are mesmerising, rolling around every time his huge cock fills her tight little pussy. His hands are gripping her thighs tight, like he can barely hold on. She's biting her lip. Trying not to be heard. The bed gives out little creaks with every thrust.
My mate's little sister grips my hand harder. I look at her and she's transfixed, staring at the big cock sliding in and out of this frankly stunning woman. We keep watching for a while. Soon, she climbs off him and he climbs on top of her.
I move behind my mate's little sister to get a better view. But there is no view now. Just hairy man-ass pumping up and down, quiet moans from the girl we all used to have a crush on, and occasional creaks from the old well-worn bed.
Nonetheless, there's a fucking tentpole in my trousers and it's now rubbing up against my mate's little sister's perfect little ass. She notices. But doesn't say anything. Just turns around and looks at me.
We kiss.
It had been a long time since we'd kissed. She was a fully grown woman now for starters. Her lips were fuller. Her mouth, more experienced. Her tits squished up against me like she's got a pair of boxing gloves stuffed up her top.
We kissed for what felt like quite a long time. Suddenly there's a noise from the bedroom. A gasp. "Shit", I think to myself, "we've been rumbled!" But no, it was just the new boyfriend emptying his balls into the girl we'd all had a crush on for years.
My friend's little sister and I watched as he pulled out - no condom surprisingly - and handed her some tissues to clean herself up. And there she was, perfect skin, perfectly flat stomach, tits pointed at heaven, legs spreadeagled, hairy 21-year-old cunt all matted and wet and full of cum. That image is seared into my brain forever. I wish I could go back in time and invent the phone camera sooner, just for that one moment. It was utterly glorious.
I was gawping. And suddenly I felt a hand on my crotch. It was my mate's little sister. She was gawping at the boyfriend's big dick, now growing flaccid but still pretty huge. I guess she wanted to compare his with mine. And let's be honest, his was bigger. But while she couldn't have his, she knew, at that moment, that she could definitely have mine.
We snuck back into the house, trying not to giggle too much at what we'd witnessed. I was trying to remember every detail of the girl we'd all had a crush on for years lying spreadeagled on that bed, incredible tits just floating there, seemingly weightless, her hairy little pussy stretched and full of warm cum. When suddenly we realised we had nowhere to go. The bedrooms were all taken. People were passed out in the living room. The bathroom was a shithole. The kitchen was a war zone. There was nowhere left.
And then she had a bright idea. There was a mattress in the living room that I'd claimed earlier in the night. She said, "why don't we pull it out here into the corridor?". Which seemed like a good idea at the time. Fortunately there were spare blankets and pillows and we got the thing out into the "corridor" without much fuss.
Before we knew it we were lying beside one another on the mattress, snuggled up in the blankets, staring at one another intently.
She kissed me again. I kissed her back, hard. Her hands ran down my back. My hands ran down hers. She took a firm grip of my ass. I took a firm grip of hers. We were rolling around all over the place, intertwined buy still very muchfully clothed.
Now, while we're doing that, let me paint a picture of this "corridor" for you: it was actually part of a staircase running right up the middle of the house. Every room was just off this staircase. With a perfect view down to our "corridor". Aside over.
I pushed my hand up her top and ran my hand over her bra. Her tits felt huge. Perhaps because they were comparatively so small last time I felt them. Her mouth was hot and her lips were soft and she pushed her hand inside my jeans and took a tight grip of my throbbing dick.
I unhooked her bra. She unhooked my belt. I pushed down her trousers. She pulled off my t-shirt. I tugged at her panties. She tugged at my cock.
Then she lay on top of me, letting her firm tits trace circles on my chest. I reached around and found her amazingly wet pussy with my hand. My fingers brushed at her lips. One finger slipped inside. Two fingers. Rubbing gently. I stretched and a finger found her clit. Just a touch and she moaned loudly. "I want you to fuck me," she said at full volume and handed me a condom.
"Shhh," I shushed her, "okay".
I lifted her up, pulled the condom onto my pulsating dick, and guided it into her tight wet hole. And it just slid right in there. Like that's where it was always meant to be. And she gasped and sat up straight and the blanket fell back from her shoulders.
Her tits were glorious. This being the first time I'd seen them in full. And full they were. Not a patch on the girl we all had a crush on for years, but fucking magnificent nonetheless.
She tensed her pelvic floor muscles and gripped my painfully swollen prick tightly. And then she began to lift herself up and down, up and down. She'd obviously been getting some practice in in the years since we'd seen one another last. Hers was no virgin pussy. And I'd like to thank the man who taught her whatever she was doing now - clenching and relaxing, clenching and relaxing, as she went up and down and up and down.
She began to moan. Quietly at first, but soon it was getting louder and I was worried it'd wake everyone (especially her brother). I'd never been with a loud girl before and I wasn't sure what to do. So I pulled her down and started to kiss her. She pulled away and leaned down to whisper in my ear, "fuck me Johnny*". So I did. I thrust inside of her with all my might. Huffing away at her. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Her tits leaping like balloons at a disco as she straddled me. Her hands pushing down on my chest, crushing her tits together. Face to the ceiling.
"Johnny*, Johnny*, Johnny*, JOHNNY*," she shouted.
"SHHHHHH," I pleaded. But she wouldn't listen. "Johnny*! Johnny*!! Johnneee-uuuhhhhh*!!" And she came hard. I'd never been with a girl who came so easy. So I kept thrusting away. I wanted to see if she'd go again.
Suddenly she flopped down on me. "You go on top now," she hispered. And so I did. And I looked down at her as I thrust into her again and again, watching those tits sway in time. Her eyes closed in ecstasy. Her pussy wetter than ever.
And that's when I happened to glance up and see the door to one of the bedrooms was slightly open. It was the room with the girl we'd all had a crush on for years. They were watching us now! I wondered who else might have peeked out after the noise my mate's little sister was making. And that made me start pounding her hard.
I wanted her to cum again. I wanted her to scream my name and for everyone to hear. Even her brother.
She bit her lip as I continued to pound away. Thrusting hard inside of her, as hard as I could. I kept peeking up to see if I could see the girl we'd all had a crush on for years. Was that an eye? A tit perhaps.
I kissed my mate's little sister hard and she moaned and started letting out little cries again. She was going to cum again, and so frankly was I. I kept pushing, kept pounding. We were both huffing and puffing. I knew people were watching but I didn't care. It was going to be a perfect moment.
"Johnny*! Johnny*!! Johnneee-uuuhhhhh*!!" UHHHHHHH! We came within seconds of each other. And I put my head down and immediately felt guilty.
The next day, nobody mentioned the late night noises. We said goodbye in the morning, not making plans to see one another again. I went back to college and we didn't see each other again for years.
Decades later, I wonder if she ever thinks about the night we watched the girl we'd all had a crush on for years get fucked by her big dick boyfriend before we fucked each other on a staircase loudly enough for everyone in the house to hear?
*names have been changed to protect the guilty
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