I may hate to admit it, but I was seduced by my best friend's little sister, and I have no regrets.
It happened when I came home from college. I had gone out of town, while Hanna, my best friend, stayed to go to the local 2-year state college while helping her father run the store.
She wanted to catch up on all the things the larger university offered me, so we went out, and I showed her how well my fake ID worked while I bought us some booze. We headed back to her place since her dad was out of town, and downed a couple of beers while I told her all the stories I had.
Unfortunately, she had to get up early in the morning to open the store, so she went to bed. I decided that driving after that many beers that quickly wouldn’t be a good idea, so I crashed on her sofa.
Half drunk, I fell asleep. I remember waking up, sort of. The TV was on, and there was some soft porn playing, but maybe it was just a dream. It seemed so real, especially when I was making out with someone, who had deliciously soft lips.
But when I woke the next morning, nothing showed evidence of what had, or I guess hadn’t, occurred the night before.
As I walked to the bathroom for my morning routine, I ran into Jessi.
“Morning sleepy head,” she teased me. “You look like you had fun last night.”
It was funny she could tease me. She was my friend’s slightly younger sister. Just 10 months apart, she was a senior in high school, and already ready to conquer the world. While Hanna was the good girl who stayed behind to help out her dad, Jessi was known as the wild one, who as soon as she got out of high school, she was out to see the world.
In fact, she probably wouldn’t have waited to graduate, if her mom didn’t make her promise shortly before she passed.
My hair was a mess, and I was still stumbling as my feet weren’t still fully listening to my brain tell them what to do. I tried to ignore her, but knew she was right. The beer buzz was gone, but it was fun hanging out with Hanna.
Jessi was waiting by the door as I walked out of the bathroom.
“You know I had fun last night too.”
“I’m glad,” I said, not remembering her being there with Hanna and me. I guess it was just a reflex answer. “Are you waiting to get in?” I wondered why she was still at the door.
“You could say that,” she said.
She stepped forward, and put her hand behind my head kissing me deeply. Instinctively, I kissed her back.
“What the hell…?!” I wondered what that was about.
“Don’t you remember from last night…”
I thought about it. Oh…that wasn’t a dream that I was remembering. Exactly what did I do, I started to wonder to myself.
She stepped in closer again, and continued to kiss me.
I remember liking it last night, and I have to admit, her soft lips were really good to kiss. She was firm, but not too hard or forceful, yet I still couldn’t manage to pull myself away.
“Hanna is gone and won’t be back till mid-afternoon,” she told me as she took me by the hand. “So we have the whole place to ourselves,” she informed me as she led me to her bedroom.
I still don’t know why I followed her. But my feet had a mind of their own, because despite what I kept trying to tell them about this being my best friend’s sister, I soon found myself in her room.
We continued to kiss, and she slowly started feeling me up.
I of course had removed my bra to sleep the night before, so she had easier access to me, than most of the guys I’ve dated.
I loved the feel of her hands upon my breasts, and didn’t even mind when she slipped them under my shirt. Her bare hands on my tits felt wonderful. I offered no resistance when she started to lift my shirt over my head.
As we continued to kiss, I thought it was only fair that she be topless as well. As I pulled her shirt over her head, I saw that she didn’t wear shorts to bed like I did. She was wearing only her high cut cotton panties.
I bit my lower lip as I looked at her. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. I didn’t go after women, and especially not my best friend’s sister.
I took an involuntary breath as I watched her pull her panties down. I followed them as they fell to the floor, bunched up at her feet. She kicked them off to the side of her room.
She stood completely naked before me now. This time I stepped to her to kiss her.
We fell back onto her bed, holding each other. There we explored one another’s bodies like no guy has ever done to me before. We kissed, and licked, and sucked, and fingered, and grinded, and more until we were both fully satisfied.
“What the…?!?!?” I heard.
I looked up, and saw Hanna standing at the door looking at the two of us as we lay in bed cuddled up naked.
“No, no, no, no…” she said as she started to back away. She was flapping her arms like she could push the vision she saw of us out of her mind.
I jumped up and grabbed a shirt, trying to pull it on while running after her. “Wait,” I called out, but Hanna had left the house already.
Jessie had gotten up and followed me out. She stared at me, “Just let her process and come back. I don’t think she was ready for any of what she saw…”
I just looked out the window as Hanna drove off. It was still early in the morning, so I guess she had forgotten something and came back for it. I know she’s probably pissed at me, but what am I to do now?
“It’s early, care for some breakfast?” Jessie asked. “I’m sure you could use it after this morning's activities.”
Oh Shit, I said to myself. What if she had seen that?!? Nah, she would have said something earlier. Wouldn’t she have?
“How about I cook us an omelet?” I offered instead.
Jessie liked the idea, and got out what I needed.
She stood behind me, I thought to watch how I made them. Instead, she slipped her hand under my shirt, and started to finger me while I was cooking.
I looked at her with my eyes wide as she pieced past my lips and entered my pussy.
“Well aren’t you a little wet slut,” she teased me.
“And you aren’t. Standing there naked, I can tell you’re turned on,” I said, staring at those hard nipples which were so much fun to suck on.
She kissed me on the cheek, “I guess we’re both a couple of sluts then,” she said all proud of herself.
She nearly made me cum as I was cooking, but never quite let me, despite never removing her fingers from me.
Once the food was on the plate however, she let me cum. And I came, and I came, and I came some more. She didn’t let up, even as I begged her to stop, until I physically couldn’t cum any longer.
Why couldn’t a guy please me like that.
I saw her remove her fingers, and then lick them clean.
“I like a little flavoring with my meals,” she told me.
Again my eyes went wide with shock, as she laughed at me. Sitting down she started to eat, while I had to snap myself back into reality.
I sat down, and started to eat as well. “So,” I started, speaking between bites of food, “have you ever done that before?”
“What, fucked my sister’s friends? Been caught by my sister? Fucked a girl for her first time?” She paused. I guess my face was still in shock as she laughed at me.
“Let’s just say you’re not my first for any of those… well, the first of my sister’s female friends…”
I couldn’t believe it. Not any of it, it still seemed so surreal to me.
“Hurry up, we still have plenty of time before my sister is scheduled to come home.”
“Why hurry if we have plenty of time.”
“Because I don’t want to do it just one more time, and I still have some tricks up my sleeve to show you.”
As naughty as it sounded, it also was so tempting. So I scarfed down my food, and followed her back to her room.
“Damn girl, you are a horny slut.” She paused and smiled, “just my type of girl!”
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Love, Sex, and the Wild Hotwife Life - What started as a fantasy for this monogamous soccer mom becomes her reality. With her husband's encouragement, Jamie starts to experience some new people in her life driving her husband wild in the process. Follow Jamie as she as all new experiences she never thought possible before. Note, this series is about a married woman, having wild sex with others outside her marriage, but with her husband's permission and desire. #bestfriend #littlesister #lesbian #seduction
It happened when I came home from college. I had gone out of town, while Hanna, my best friend, stayed to go to the local 2-year state college while helping her father run the store.
She wanted to catch up on all the things the larger university offered me, so we went out, and I showed her how well my fake ID worked while I bought us some booze. We headed back to her place since her dad was out of town, and downed a couple of beers while I told her all the stories I had.
Unfortunately, she had to get up early in the morning to open the store, so she went to bed. I decided that driving after that many beers that quickly wouldn’t be a good idea, so I crashed on her sofa.
Half drunk, I fell asleep. I remember waking up, sort of. The TV was on, and there was some soft porn playing, but maybe it was just a dream. It seemed so real, especially when I was making out with someone, who had deliciously soft lips.
But when I woke the next morning, nothing showed evidence of what had, or I guess hadn’t, occurred the night before.
As I walked to the bathroom for my morning routine, I ran into Jessi.
“Morning sleepy head,” she teased me. “You look like you had fun last night.”
It was funny she could tease me. She was my friend’s slightly younger sister. Just 10 months apart, she was a senior in high school, and already ready to conquer the world. While Hanna was the good girl who stayed behind to help out her dad, Jessi was known as the wild one, who as soon as she got out of high school, she was out to see the world.
In fact, she probably wouldn’t have waited to graduate, if her mom didn’t make her promise shortly before she passed.
My hair was a mess, and I was still stumbling as my feet weren’t still fully listening to my brain tell them what to do. I tried to ignore her, but knew she was right. The beer buzz was gone, but it was fun hanging out with Hanna.
Jessi was waiting by the door as I walked out of the bathroom.
“You know I had fun last night too.”
“I’m glad,” I said, not remembering her being there with Hanna and me. I guess it was just a reflex answer. “Are you waiting to get in?” I wondered why she was still at the door.
“You could say that,” she said.
She stepped forward, and put her hand behind my head kissing me deeply. Instinctively, I kissed her back.
“What the hell…?!” I wondered what that was about.
“Don’t you remember from last night…”
I thought about it. Oh…that wasn’t a dream that I was remembering. Exactly what did I do, I started to wonder to myself.
She stepped in closer again, and continued to kiss me.
I remember liking it last night, and I have to admit, her soft lips were really good to kiss. She was firm, but not too hard or forceful, yet I still couldn’t manage to pull myself away.
“Hanna is gone and won’t be back till mid-afternoon,” she told me as she took me by the hand. “So we have the whole place to ourselves,” she informed me as she led me to her bedroom.
I still don’t know why I followed her. But my feet had a mind of their own, because despite what I kept trying to tell them about this being my best friend’s sister, I soon found myself in her room.
We continued to kiss, and she slowly started feeling me up.
I of course had removed my bra to sleep the night before, so she had easier access to me, than most of the guys I’ve dated.
I loved the feel of her hands upon my breasts, and didn’t even mind when she slipped them under my shirt. Her bare hands on my tits felt wonderful. I offered no resistance when she started to lift my shirt over my head.
As we continued to kiss, I thought it was only fair that she be topless as well. As I pulled her shirt over her head, I saw that she didn’t wear shorts to bed like I did. She was wearing only her high cut cotton panties.
I bit my lower lip as I looked at her. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. I didn’t go after women, and especially not my best friend’s sister.
I took an involuntary breath as I watched her pull her panties down. I followed them as they fell to the floor, bunched up at her feet. She kicked them off to the side of her room.
She stood completely naked before me now. This time I stepped to her to kiss her.
We fell back onto her bed, holding each other. There we explored one another’s bodies like no guy has ever done to me before. We kissed, and licked, and sucked, and fingered, and grinded, and more until we were both fully satisfied.
“What the…?!?!?” I heard.
I looked up, and saw Hanna standing at the door looking at the two of us as we lay in bed cuddled up naked.
“No, no, no, no…” she said as she started to back away. She was flapping her arms like she could push the vision she saw of us out of her mind.
I jumped up and grabbed a shirt, trying to pull it on while running after her. “Wait,” I called out, but Hanna had left the house already.
Jessie had gotten up and followed me out. She stared at me, “Just let her process and come back. I don’t think she was ready for any of what she saw…”
I just looked out the window as Hanna drove off. It was still early in the morning, so I guess she had forgotten something and came back for it. I know she’s probably pissed at me, but what am I to do now?
“It’s early, care for some breakfast?” Jessie asked. “I’m sure you could use it after this morning's activities.”
Oh Shit, I said to myself. What if she had seen that?!? Nah, she would have said something earlier. Wouldn’t she have?
“How about I cook us an omelet?” I offered instead.
Jessie liked the idea, and got out what I needed.
She stood behind me, I thought to watch how I made them. Instead, she slipped her hand under my shirt, and started to finger me while I was cooking.
I looked at her with my eyes wide as she pieced past my lips and entered my pussy.
“Well aren’t you a little wet slut,” she teased me.
“And you aren’t. Standing there naked, I can tell you’re turned on,” I said, staring at those hard nipples which were so much fun to suck on.
She kissed me on the cheek, “I guess we’re both a couple of sluts then,” she said all proud of herself.
She nearly made me cum as I was cooking, but never quite let me, despite never removing her fingers from me.
Once the food was on the plate however, she let me cum. And I came, and I came, and I came some more. She didn’t let up, even as I begged her to stop, until I physically couldn’t cum any longer.
Why couldn’t a guy please me like that.
I saw her remove her fingers, and then lick them clean.
“I like a little flavoring with my meals,” she told me.
Again my eyes went wide with shock, as she laughed at me. Sitting down she started to eat, while I had to snap myself back into reality.
I sat down, and started to eat as well. “So,” I started, speaking between bites of food, “have you ever done that before?”
“What, fucked my sister’s friends? Been caught by my sister? Fucked a girl for her first time?” She paused. I guess my face was still in shock as she laughed at me.
“Let’s just say you’re not my first for any of those… well, the first of my sister’s female friends…”
I couldn’t believe it. Not any of it, it still seemed so surreal to me.
“Hurry up, we still have plenty of time before my sister is scheduled to come home.”
“Why hurry if we have plenty of time.”
“Because I don’t want to do it just one more time, and I still have some tricks up my sleeve to show you.”
As naughty as it sounded, it also was so tempting. So I scarfed down my food, and followed her back to her room.
“Damn girl, you are a horny slut.” She paused and smiled, “just my type of girl!”
Please like and/or sharing the story for others to find. Thanks.
Love, Sex, and the Wild Hotwife Life - What started as a fantasy for this monogamous soccer mom becomes her reality. With her husband's encouragement, Jamie starts to experience some new people in her life driving her husband wild in the process. Follow Jamie as she as all new experiences she never thought possible before. Note, this series is about a married woman, having wild sex with others outside her marriage, but with her husband's permission and desire. #bestfriend #littlesister #lesbian #seduction
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