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Sister’s kisses for my birthday

“What are you going to gift me on my eighteenth birthday Shilpa,” I asked my sister Shilpa who was 25 now and married 2 years back to Anil. Since Anil’s job mostly touring on office work, Shilpa forced our parents and admitted me to nearby school and I was staying with the couple.

"I'd really like to give you something extra special for your 18th birthday, my loving brother," said elder sister, as we stood in the kitchen in the early evening, "but I don't know what to give you. Do you have anything specific in mind?"

Well, I could think of something extra special that I would like to have my sister give me, but I wasn't foolish enough to say it. For years, ever since I had begun to have the slightest inkling of what sex was, I had had a tremendous craving for my sister’s luscious hot body. Thousands of times I had fucked her and licked her pussy and fondled and kissed every part of her anatomy in my fantasies, spilling gallons of cum through masturbation.

Now I won't lie to you--Shilpa was the kind of lady who would immediately cause any man's cock to give a jump. Shilpa had a hot body and now after marriage she was even more looking sexier. She had big black eyes that loved to look into. She was rather taller than me, about 5 foot 7, and she definitely had gorgeous breasts, and her ass was pleasingly broad, and her legs were shapely, especially in the thighs. She wore rather short dresses, in the house and tended to be rather careless in the way she sat. But when she go out she gets dressed up like a model. She always crossed her legs, and her skirt would ride up, giving an exciting view of her thighs and ass. And to me--ah, to me, she was the ultimate object of beauty and desire.

"Eighteen is a special birthday. I should give you something that you really want a lot well what do you want my darling brother," Shilpa continued.

"Shilpa, what I really want a lot is a big hug and kiss from my favourite sister."

Shilpa laughed. "Oh, you can have that anytime, my darling bro," she said.

"Yes, but now that I will become a man, I want a real adult kiss. You know, not just a sisterly kiss, but a woman kiss."

"Well, most sister’s do tend to be women," Shilpa said playfully.

"Yes and my sister is a woman I would sure love to get a real woman kiss from. You know what I mean."

"Hmm. I'm not too sure about that idea." Shilpa said with a doubtful look.

"Well, OK, but I thought you said you wanted to give me something I really wanted a lot. I guess you didn't actually mean it."

"Now wait a minute!" Shilpa protested. "Of course I meant it. Uh--you are just joking, aren't you--about the kiss, I mean."

"No, Shilpa, I definitely am not joking. What I would really like most is a big honest-to-goodness adult kiss from my beautiful sister and maybe I can practice it on my future girlfriend." Of course, that was only the minimum sexual favour that I really wanted from my beautiful sister, but--hey, you got to start somewhere.

Shilpa sort of giggled in an embarrassed way. " I will let mom know about this,, come on, Rahul. Stop teasing me."

"I know you won’t tell mom and I am not teasing, Shilpa, but I see that you really don't care enough to go that far, so just forget it. Get me a shirt or something, something that just costs money."

"Rahul, you are really being hard on me. Really I too want to make your birthday special." She touched my cheek. "Now do you honestly mean all this stuff about an adult kiss?"

"Yes Shilpa, I consider a real kiss from my sister as more than just stuff!"

She laughed again, obviously at a loss where to go from here. We did k** around a lot, and I knew that she still wasn't sure whether I was serious.

"Look, Shilpa," I said, taking her hand, "I'm just curious about kiss and all that and you are the better person to teach me as you are married and experienced too. In another few weeks I'll be out of high school, and God knows where I'll be in a couple more years. Is it asking too much to want just one real heartfelt kiss from the woman who has always meant more
to me than anyone else in the world?"

Shilpa turned serious and looked at me tenderly. "And that's what you really want? Honestly?"

"I couldn't be more sincere, Shilpa didi. That's what I want."

Shilpa's embarrassment returned. "Well, when do you want this--uh—your gift?" (My birthday was less than a week away.)

I smiled at Shilpa. "Well, we could practice up a little bit right now--just so you'll know exactly how I want it, you know."

"Oho!" Shilpa laughed, blushing, 'I think maybe you're trying to get more than just one."

"Shilpa, I wouldn't do that. It's just that I haven't had any experience myself,
and probably it will take you a while to get used to the idea of kissing me in an adult way. You do want to do it just the way I really want it, don't you?"

Shilpa laughed again. I was surprised that she was being a really good sport about the whole thing. I didn't know whether anything at all would come of this, but I was having fun talking to her in this surprising new way. "Pretty good," Shilpa said, "but I guess I let myself in for it." She looked
at me for a moment and then said, "All right, big boy. Come on let's do it."

She stepped up close to me and I wrapped my arms around her. She put her warm, soft arms around my neck. She lifted her face to me and closed her eyes as I brought my lips down to meet hers. The kiss was warm and sweet, but Shilpa kept her lips tightly closed and was a little stiff.

"Well, how was the kiss, did you like it?" She started to step back, but I
held her close.

"It was really sweet, Shilpa, but I think it was still more of a sister’s kiss. I think that you could do a lot better if you are just relaxed and made it softer and longer like a girlfriend kiss. Can we try another one?"

"You are getting greedy Rahul, oh no, how did I get myself into this?" Shilpa muttered. Then she sort of shrugged as if to say "Oh well, what the
hell?" and raised her mouth to mine again.

This time Shilpa's lips were much softer and she was more relaxed, lips were slightly parted. Her warm, soft body was pressed tightly against mine, and my cock, which had been rising for some time, pushed against her lower belly. Oh God, she must feel it! I certainly felt the swell of her firm breasts against my chest. This time the kiss went on and on. Shilpa seemed to be determined to prove that she was really trying and wanted to make me break the kiss before she would. Well, I wasn't about to break it! My heart was pounding heavily, and my head felt feverish with excitement and pleasure. I had kissed a few girls, but God! Those kisses were nothing like this!

Finally Shilpa pulled back slowly, almost reluctantly, it seemed to me. She was breathing hard, as was I. "Whew! Now that had to be adult enough for you, wasn't it Rahul?"

"Oh God, yes, Shilpa! One more should really do it."

I pulled her back tight against me, though she struggled feebly and protested laughingly, moving her head around to keep me from consummating the kiss. "It is not fair! You are a cheater! Cheat!" she cried, but she was laughing as she said it. Then she relaxed again, pushed
her delectable body against mine once more, and replaced her soft arms around my neck. "Oh all right, my greedy boy Rahul, you can have another of your kiss." And she gave me another nice soft kiss. She pulled away sooner this time, however, but it seemed that she didn't really want to. She was blushing and laughing in an embarrassed way.

Later that evening I caught her alone in the kitchen, grabbed her a bit roughly and planted another big kiss on her mouth and surprised her without asking her. She struggled a bit at first, but then relaxed and kissed me back with soft, parted lips. She wouldn't prolong it as long as I wanted to, but she looked at me tenderly and said, "Good night, my lover boy."

The next afternoon as I came in from school I approached her more politely. "Can we have another practice kiss Shilpa?" I asked.

"I'm not sure I can trust you when you say 'just one, and go on and on'"
Shilpa said, smiling, but she came into my arms for a nice soft kiss that lasted a long time. The feel of her feminine warm arms around my neck, her boobs pressing against my chest, and her belly against my hard cock was overwhelming.

Finally Shilpa pulled her head back, but kept her arms around my neck. "These kisses are getting pretty serious, if Anil comes to know of this we both will be kicked out." she said.

"Seriously? I think they're a lot of fun. Don't you worry about Anil, I know when to approach you Shilpa?"

Shilpa looked at me for a long moment, then answered, "Yes, baby, they are a lot of fun. I haven't been kissed like this since my husband is a lousy kisser." Then she put her lips back on mine.

This kiss actually turned into a series of kisses, getting softer and wetter and more passionate as we progressed. I think that it must have been a full five minutes that we smooched and nuzzled in a very warm, loving way, in a very, very adult-style indeed, really real woman kisses. I began to be afraid that my engorged cock was going to go off in my pants. Oh God! How could she not feel it so hard against her and actually twitching and throbbing? I was in sheer heaven except for that one fear. I don't know what I would have done if I had orgasmed. But then I noticed that Shilpa was sort of trembling too now and was almost panting.

Finally Shilpa pushed me very decisively back. "I think that's enough practice for one day," she said. "We don't want to wear out our lips before your birthday even gets here."

"Thanks a lot, Shilpa. I don't know if I can wait until then for some more, though."

Shilpa just laughed in that embarrassed way and began to start preparations for dinner. Soon her husband came back early from office and there was no more chance for kiss play that evening.

The next day I came in at about the same time and found Shilpa working alone in the kitchen. I came up behind her and put my arms around her waist, my hips against her ass. I began kissing her neck and cheek. She
sort of giggled and shook her head. "Here's my wild kisser boy again!" she exclaimed. She kept working as I continued to hold her, stealing a kiss on the cheek or neck from time to time. She didn't try to stop me at all. Again my cock was standing at fervent attention, now poking into her ass crack.

Finally I started nibbling on one of her ears. "Ooh no! That tickles me Rahul!" Shilpa cried. She turned in my arms and put her arms around my neck. She lifted her lips willingly to mine. “I guess my brother need more practice of kissing," she murmured.

And practice we did, very warmly, very lovingly for several minutes. Then we heard door knock and had to break apart hurriedly. I quickly sat down to
hide my erection from my sister’s husband, who entered the house. The rest of the evening was too busy again for any further contact.

The next day offered no real opportunities at all except for a quick kiss good-bye and hello. Feeling very frustrated and horny, I hung around hoping that somehow we would get a little time alone. At first I thought that Shilpa was completely oblivious to my desires, but once she looked at me with a sort of amused expression and winked at me . I knew then that she
commiserated with me at least, and I hoped that she felt a bit of longing herself.

The next evening her husband went to bed early and Shilpa stayed up watching TV and she said she wanted to see a serial. I always stayed up
later than anyone else, so this gave me a golden opportunity to have my quota of kiss again.

After I was sure that her husband slept, I approached Shilpa where she was sitting on the end of the sofa. I sat down on the arm, twisted around to face Shilpa, and leaned forward to kiss her. This time Shilpa didn't say a word and she leaned her head against the back of the sofa and let me go ahead with the kisses. She had her eyes closed, but was looking down,
I could see, down inside her blouse, the tops of her nice soft breasts. I put my arm down around her, brushing across one tit as I did so. Shilpa jumped a bit at this, but we continued to kiss warmly.

As the necking continued, getting more and more fervent, I wound up practically sitting on her lap. Our mouths were opened farther and farther. Finally I actually felt Shilpa's tongue and was quick to respond. Soon our tongues were happily playing together, and the saliva was flowing freely. Our mouths and chins were getting very wet. I began feeling a bit too bold at this point, gradually working a hand closer and closer to Shilpa's breasts. I thought that she was aware of what I was doing, and maybe she was, but I made the mistake of acting too soon, deliberately grasping a generous
handful of soft breast flesh.

Shilpa immediately reacted by shoving me off, struggling to her feet and saying that she had to go to bed. I stammered an apology, but she ignored it and headed upstairs, leaving me to curse my unwise impulsiveness and wondering whether I had screwed up the whole relationship. I didn't sleep very much that night.

The next day was the day before my birthday, and Shilpa greeted me warmly in the morning, even giving me a kiss. This certainly made me feel a lot better. I tried to apologize again about the night before, but she put
her fingers on my lips and then kissed me lightly again. I went off to school with a much lighter heart, and even managed to stay awake through all my classes. That night after dinner, however, I was so sleepy that I fell asleep on the sofa, and when I woke up, to my surprise I saw Shilpa watching me.

Shilpa was sitting beside the dining room table, where she apparently had been fumbling with her IPod. Now she was turned aside from the table and her legs were crossed, her nightie hiked well up, and one delightful full thigh could be seen all the way to her ass. I lay there on the sofa gazing through the double doors at the entrancing sight. Finally I got up and approached Shilpa.

She smiled at me warmly. "I've been waiting for you to wake up, sleepy head." I knelt beside her chair and tentatively leaned forward for a kiss. Shilpa responded as warmly as ever, and I moved closer as kiss followed kiss. I was actually leaning against the thigh that she had up across her
other leg. Now I swear that I did not deliberately push her nightie higher, but our movements as I put my arms around her waist had that effect. There was an awful lot of bare leg there, very smooth and very soft. The
kisses quickly moved on to the deep variety as on the previous night, and Shilpa seemed especially passionate in the way she nibbled at my lips and licked and traded saliva with me.

Finally we paused for breath, and she laughingly wiped both our mouths with her hands. She had made no move to pull down her nightie, which was now at a shockingly risque level. I guess I hadn't learned my lesson from the night before, because I impulsively bent my head to kiss Shilpa's bare knee. She put one hand on the top of my head, but she made no effort to push me away. Rather it seemed like encouragement. Thrilled to the core, I began to kiss her thigh, gradually moving higher. The skin was so delightfully smooth, soft but firm. I moved my right hand down to her thigh
and continued to kiss it.

Soon my hand was well up her leg--in fact, grasping her ass cheeks. By this time my mouth was kissing and almost licking right up to her very high hemline, and in fact pushing that hemline even higher. Oh God, I was in heaven! Those thighs had been the source of many hours of fantasy. I loved the way she showed them off, and I could have stared forever at the glorious beauty. To kiss them had seemed an incredible dream. And now this...

"Rahul," Shilpa said softly, taking my face in both hands and lifting it up, "tomorrow is your birthday, the big day. I think we'd better stop for now. Somehow I'll see that you get that gift you want so much. But right now
it's time to go to bed."

I reluctantly let her go, just giving her another warm kiss good night. I went to sleep with the feel of those soft thighs in my head, and I had the most delightful wet dream I ever had.

At last the big day came. It was Saturday, and Shilpa’s husband Anil was to go to Mumbai for official work. He was supposed to catch 9.30 pm flight and he left taking his car. Shilpa stood at the window and watched the car disappear. Then she turned to me and gave me a kiss and said that she would be back down in a little while. Then she went upstairs. I didn't know what to do. I thought that Shilpa had set up the whole thing for us to be alone together, but I wasn't sure. Maybe she was really feeling bad for being alone without her husband. On the other hand, maybe she was expecting me to come upstairs and join her in her bedroom. I thought--God! I thought all kinds of things. I thought that Shilpa was actually ready to be fucked, but what if I guessed wrong? I sure as hell didn't want to lose what I had gained. I sat down at the kitchen table, trying to figure out what to do.

I was so wrapped up in my dilemma that I didn't hear her coming, but suddenly I looked up and there she was. Shilpa was wearing a knee-length robe of a fairly thin fabric. As she passed in front of the window, I thought that I could see through it enough to tell that there was no other garment underneath. Then Shilpa was standing close before me as I still sat stupidly in the chair. She bent over and kissed me tenderly, very gently, and murmured, "Happy birthday, my darling brother. Your gift is all ready for you."

Still sitting, I put my arms around her just below her hips. She stuck her tongue out and gently and deliberately licked my lips. I responded in kind. "Mmm, you taste good today!" Shilpa murmured softly.

We went on kissing and tonguing. I moved my hands down to caress Shilpa's bare knees and then gradually moved them up her bare thighs under her robe duster. She made no attempt to stop my progress toward her hips. Instead the kisses became more insistent. Finally I reached my
goal and discovered, as I had hoped, that she was wearing no panties. I gently squeezed and caressed her smooth ass cheeks, then gradually worked one hand around to the front and brushed the crispy pubic hair at her crotch.

Then she was fumbling at the front of her robe, and in a moment it fell open completely. She took my head and pulled it against her soft, full breasts. I nuzzled into them, enthralled by the soft, firm smoothness. Then she directed me to one breast and thrust a hard nipple into my mouth.

Meanwhile my hands were working more vigorously at her ass and pussy. Shilpa spread her legs wider, presenting her pussy mound freely to me. I rubbed the moist swollen lips of her pussy and then thrust a finger tentatively inside. Shilpa pushed her hips forward, forcing my finger farther
inside. I began finger fucking her, as she responded with her belly, humping her pussy against my hand. More and more frantically she jerked and pushed, bucking her hips to get more and more friction on her clit. Then she was moaning and gasping as she came beautifully, murmuring, "Oh God, honey! Oh God! Oooohhh! Honey, honey, honey!" Her cunt had become very wet and I felt the vaginal muscles twitching and grasping.

After a few minutes of hard breathing, Shilpa finally said in a sort of thick voice, "From the beginning I knew you were after my boobs and pussy, but I'm supposed to be giving you the gift today. Come on, baby. Take your dear sister up to your room and fuck her. Isn't that the gift you really want?"

"Yes..yes.. that's what I want Shilpa ! That's the greatest gift anyone could possibly get!" I exclaimed. We both hurried up the stairs.



In my room I wasted no time removing her robe off Shilpa's body, even tearing it a little bit, I'm afraid. Then Shilpa was just as eagerly helping me to strip off my shirt and pants. "Wait, don’t hurry, we have got all night, Anil will be coming back tomorrow evening, until then you can use my body as you like and enjoy your gift!" she cried when I was all undressed except for my jockey briefs. "Let me do it." She knelt before me and slowly pulled the briefs down, watching as they stretched to the limit to slide over the end of my hard cock. As my inspired cock leaped free, Shilpa laughed out loud and cried, "Whee! There it is at last, loving bro’s dick, it has grown a lot like you! Ooohh! What a beauty! Now I can do more than just feel it poking into me when we're kissing." She laughed delightedly as she took my cock in her hands and kissed the tip of it, nibbling a bit at the head.

Then she jumped onto my bed and spread her legs wide. "Here I am, baby!" she cried gaily. "Come and get it while it's hot--and it sure is hot for you, honey!"

Well, I sure didn't need any more invitation than that! But I did stand there just a moment to let my eyes rejoice at that fantastic sight. There was my
beautiful sister, her nice tits with their dark nipples standing up hard and long, her full legs with those smooth thighs spread far apart, her flat belly curving into her delectable mound, covered with an abundance of dark pubic hair, through which the swollen lips of her gaping pussy were
peeping, welcoming my cock to come inside.

Then I was upon her. My sister's eager fingers took hold of my cock and guided it to the hairy portal of her wet love passage. "Come on, honey," Shilpa urged. "Push that beautiful big dick into your sister's hungry pussy! Push it all the way in!"

I slowly pushed, and my cock sank down that slippery way inch by inch until my balls were right against Shilpa's ass. Her cunt was amazingly hot inside. God, it felt good! For a moment I just lay there savouring the
situation. I actually had my dick deep in my own sister's juicy pussy. The impossible dream of all my adolescent years had somehow miraculously come true. "Oh God, Shilpa!" I whispered hoarsely. "I love you! OH GOD, I LOVE YOU!" I was just overwhelmed by an enormous feeling of gratitude
and love for this dear, dear woman who was now giving me the ultimate gift that any sister could give to her brother.

"Ooohhh, Rahul, I love you too! Go ahead and show me how much you love me! Fuck me, honey! Fuck your sister!"

I knew that I wouldn't last long if I just turned loose, but my wet dream of the night before helped me to hold back a bit. I began to fuck Shilpa slowly, pulling out my cock very slowly, then pushing all the way back in. I could feel every inch of Shilpa's sweet love canal as I moved in and out of her. I put my mouth on hers, and we kissed passionately like the lovers we had become, not sisterly kisses--and yet I never felt more like her brother than then, when I was fucking her for the first time. This was my lover, my sweetheart, but most of all—my lovely Sister!

Shilpa moved her hips in exact response to my slow fucking, pulling back as I pulled out and lifting her cunt to meet me as I shoved my cock in. She began to make strange noises with her mouth, sort of a humming and murmuring into my mouth, almost like purring. I found myself replying to this with repeated sounds of pleasure: "Mmmm!" It just felt so damned good to be inside this wonderful girl!

Gradually we began to pick up the tempo and the forcefulness. When I pushed back in, I would do it a little harder and sort of bore my cock in harder at the bottom. Shilpa's hips and ass reciprocated in perfect unison. I don't know how I held out so long. My cock felt on fire the whole time, with a tremendous prickly sensation. One of my hands now had a big handful of her firm ass, while the other was squeezing on her firm breast. Shilpa had both her hands on my ass, sort of guiding my motions.

Finally we both seemed to feel at the same time that it was time for the stretch drive. I began to thrust into her hard and fast, and Shilpa's belly leaped up to meet me. Suddenly she cried out in my ear, "Oh fuck me,
honey! Fuck me hard now! Give it to me, baby! Fuck! Fuck! Oooohh—OH FUCK!!"

I began to ram into her furiously, slamming her ass down into the bed, but she bounced right back up for each new thrust, humping her ass for all she was worth. I was really pounding it to her and she was taking everything I had and was asking for more. The bed was really taking a beating. There was a "squish--squish" sound as my cock pistoned into her sopping wet pussy. My balls were slapping against her ass on each plunge. She had her knees way up, opening herself to the fullest for my big cock.

I felt the heat in my cock build even more, and I knew I was going to come. " Shilpa," I panted, "I'm about to cum!"

Shilpa sort of screamed at this and her ass just went crazy, leaping and bucking like mad. God! I would never have believed that her beautiful hips could move that fast! My cock finally just boiled over, and I began spurting my hot juice into Shilpa's hot pussy. Shilpa gave a long, sustained, muffled scream into my mouth, and suddenly she stiffened up. Her whole big body,
trembling violently, arched up off the bed, lifting us both into the air. For long moments she hung there shuddering, her pussy muscles churning and grasping at my emptying cock, as we climaxed gloriously together.

Then she collapsed under me and we both lay there exhausted, panting into each other's open mouth. Shilpa was just sprawled out wide open, her legs totally relaxed in a wide spread, her breasts looking out proudly on her
chest, her lips very loosely open under mine. I lay completely on top of her, just as thoroughly relaxed, my cock, still mostly hard, buried in her overflowing pussy. I knew that the bed had a growing pool of our cum under Shilpa's ass. From time to time a little ripple, sort of an aftershock, would run through Shilpa's pussy.

As I slowly came back to my senses, I felt the overwhelming impact of what we had just done. Never would life be the same again. Never would our
relationship be that sort of k**ding friendship that we had enjoyed. No, something wonderfully new had replaced it. My sister, my own beloved sister, had given her body to me, had willingly taken my penis into her vagina, had fucked me with joyous abandon! My fantasies of such an event had been great, but to have them come true, true beyond my wildest imagination--ah, God, what a stupendous miracle!

I began to stroke Shilpa's beautiful body again, and she stirred under me. "Oh, honey!" she finally whispered. "Oh, baby! That was absolutely the best
fuck I ever had in my life! Wow! Did I ever come! Oh, honey, you made your sister feel so--so goddamned good. I wonder why married that prick Anil, he is just a wham bham guy in bed!" She shuddered again as she said this, and her cunt gripped my cock again. I had never heard my sister
swear before, but I understood. This was something so totally different from everything in her life before that it just demanded a stronger means of expression.

"Oh, Shilpa, thank you, thank you, thank you! This is the most wonderful thing that could ever happen to me! Oh, I just can't begin to tell you how much I love you! I'm just overflowing with love for my wonderful, wonderful sister!"

Shilpa laughed happily beneath me, her body shaking. "I noticed that. We both overflowed all our juices over your bed." Somehow this struck both of us as just being hilarious, since we were bubbling with happiness anyway. We laughed uproariously together. Our laughter shook her pussy and my cock, which began to get harder again. "Ah well, that's OK. We can clean it up and maybe plan for it next time--and the next time--and the next."

We lay and talked for a while, trying to express our love, and wondering about how it had developed in this way. "I knew when we kissed that first time, that you really wanted to fuck me," Shilpa said. "And when I let
those kisses continue, I knew that you wanted to fuck you. And you know, I don't feel guilty at all. I love you more than anyone else in the world, more than the Anil and I really wanted to show you my love in this way."

"You know, Shilpa, it's funny in a way, but I love you much more now as a sister than ever before. Sure, you've got a great body, and if you don't mind my saying it, you're a tremendous piece of boobs and ass, but most of all I think of you as the most loving sister a guy could have."

We were caressing and kissing as we talked, and soon we found ourselves back in action again. This time Shilpa rolled me over and got on top. God, she was a gorgeous sight as she rose and fell on my cock! She gave me
another magnificent fuck. We got up and ate then hurried back to bed for another quick fuck before we went to bed.

From that time on, Shilpa is my constant lover. She created all kinds of ways for us to have time alone so that we could fuck. We did some pretty daring things. For example, there was a large walk-in closet under our
stairs, opening right off the dining room. A couple times we actually went into that closet when her husband was in the house, and Shilpa pulled up her dress while I unzipped my pants, and I took her right there, standing
up back in the far corner.

Several times, late at night, we fucked in the bathroom, with Shilpa straddling me as I sat on the stool. Occasionally Shilpa would even sneak into my bed after midnight for a quick, hot fuck. Once in a while we
would have a whole afternoon or evening alone, and then we would spend hours naked in bed, kissing and fondling and licking and sucking and fucking. God! Those were happy times!

And every chance we had, when we happened to be alone in a room, we were kissing open mouthed and my hand would be up her dress, playing with her pussy, or down her front, squeezing her gorgeous tits, while she would be rubbing my hard-on through my pants, or even unzipping me and thrusting her hand inside to grab my cock if things were fairly safe. We almost got caught many times, but fortunately we got away with everything. I think that her husband began to have suspicions, but he never said anything to either of us about it.

The End