Summering in Femininity Part 1 A Bummer Summer
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Hi, my name is Denny I am 20 years old with blue eyes, brown hair and I am in great shape, i'm 6'6 265lbs with no fat on my body. I am a very shy guy around other people but even more so around girls. School had came to a close and the long lonely summer had began. It was sat. morning and I did not have any reason to get out of bed just then I heard a knock on the door it was my sister Amanda.
She is 19 with long blonde hair, a butt to die for and tits you could suck on
all day and night. So anyway she knock again and then just walked inand there I
was naked on the bed sound a sleep. Amanda slowly walked over to my bed and put
her hand on my face then she leaned down and gave me a kiss just as her lips
touch mine I woke up and tried to cover myself. At first I wanted to yell at her
but when I looked into her eyes there was something different in them. I asked
what she wanted and she said she just wanted to know what I wanted for breakfast
I told her juice would be fine and I would be down to get it in a minute. \
Amanda said no for me to stay in bed and she will bring it to me and I said ok even though I was nit sure what was going on. In a few mins Amanda came back with my juice but she looked different she had a see thru nightgown on with nothing under it. She came over to the bed and headed me the juice I said thanks and drank the juice when I was done she took the glass and said she would be back soon but for me to stay put. Ijust started to get up when I heard the bath running then Amanda came in and got my bathrobe and told me to stand up so I did but needed to know what this is all about.
Amanda told me that she will tell me soon but for know just do what I ask so I said ok. Amanda took me by the hand and led me to the bathroom where my bath awaited me. Amanda slid off my robe and ask me to get in the water even though I was confussed I did as she asked I sat in the water and lended back. Amanda told me to relax and enjoy. Frist she washed my hair and it felt great her running her hands over ever inch then she washed my chest and arms next was my tummy then my legs and feet then she looked at me and said Denny I love you and I told her I loved her too then sha addi love you like a wife does her husband and I want to take care of your every need big or small.
I didn't know what to say then I felt a tear on my cheek and at that moment I knew I felt the same way toward her. Itook my hand and rubbed her face and told her she is the only women I would ever want. She keep giving me a bath until I pulled her in with me and we started kissing and playing with each other. We moved to the bedroom and for next few day we mad love all day and night.
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