0 comments/ 206921 views/ 22 favorites Sara and I Ch. 01 By: Needfull-Thing I leaned against the bedroom wall, stroking my cock slowly and evenly. My shorts were down around my knees and my sweaty forehead was stuck to my hairy forearm. The spyhole still provided me with a great view into Sara’s bathroom. Sara is two years older than me and has been out of the house exactly that time. She left the comforting family fold as soon as she turned eighteen. Her plan was to go to New York and become a very famous painter. But, though she has the talent, none of her art would sell. So Sara went to college and started working on her dagree in business. I was devastated when she left without saying anything to me. Sara had been everything a little brother could ask for. Kind, understanding and fun. She never got upset when she came downstairs for breakfast in her bikini panties and halter-top, those full round tits bounceing with every step, to find me staring at her. I would drool all over myself, my eyes connected to her oh, so hard nipples. She would smile sweetly and rough my hair as she bent down to get something from the fridge. And flash me her luscious butt in the proccess! God what an ass she had…and still does. Sara was always a little wild, but when she started college, she went nuts. It was as if she were going out of her way to piss off our parents. Her grades were barely passable and then only because she sucked and fucked her teachers (both men and women!) into giving her better grades. I know because she openly admitted it. She drank and partied hard, doing drugs and screwing around. She got tattoo’s and piercings and then showed them to our folks. At a dinner party! While my Grandparents were over to visit! I almost pissed myself. The truth was, even though it sounds like fun, Sara was getting out of control and knew it. One day, about eight months ago, my parents and I went to her apartment for a visit. It was was her 20th birthday. Dad opened the door with our key and as it swung wide, we were treated to a vision of Sara, naked and bouncing on a long thick cock, while her best friend at the time was licking her clit and fingering herself. I could not stop staring at that girls beautiful round ass as her slender long fingers slid in and out of the pouting pussy below it. Her digits were slippery with juicees from deep within that tight hole. The big dick beneath my sisters cunt was a very lucky bastard. Especially since it got to slurp in and out of my big sis’s sloppy wet quim! Sara was always beautiful to me, but never more son than at that moment. She moved up and down on the guy’s cock like she’d been born to fuck. Her full round globes, tipped with large pink nipples, jiggled and bounced on her chest as she pounded up and down, slaming thst salamy as far inside her aching hole as she could get it. Her belly sloped ever so slightly down to the full, pouting lips of her shaved cunny and her naval was pierced by a diamond stud. Her eyes had been closed while she enjoyed the wonderful sensations she was experiencing. But as he hand came up to brush the damp strands of her golden hair off of her sweaty forehead, those large baby blues opened. Seeing her family standing with their chins in their laps, staring at her get the royal fucking of her life, Sara opened her full, sensuous pink lips and moaned out low and long, her body shuddering in a very powerful orgasm. She gasped and trembled, emitting strange noises. “Ohh, unnhhh, Aaahhhh!” I stared at my sister while she came and she was staring right at me. Her deep blue orbs glared intently into my own more faded blue eyes. And I read the shame, guilt and terrible ecstacy there. She was getting off on us watching her. Getting off on ME watching her…and I could not hide the bulge in my pants I knew she’d seen. The man underneath her let out a deep groan and his scrotum began to jerk spasmodically. The dick began to spasm as he spurted thick white sperm into Sara, filling her cavity up until it began to seep out arount the cock-shaft. The girl with the great tusch whimpered and dived into Sara’s pussy, gusling the jizz that leaked down my sister’s smooth thighs. She made sloppy, wet, nasty noises as she licked and slurped the cum out of Saras cunt. Big Dick went soft and fell out. The shrinking penis, wet and red from the prolonged sex, flopped uselessly down over his balls. Pretty Butt, did not pay him a moments notice as she guzzled his manly escence out of Sara. She was emitting a sighing, sobbing noise from deep in her throat as she consumed her delicious sex-snack. Sara came twice in rapid succession from her attack. Her girlfriend and the Big Dick were startled out of their separate trances by my Mother, Anela Dayson, shrieking like a wounded kitten. They both gasped and rolled over, away from Sara, who lay there without bothering to cover herself. Mom screamed again, as if the first time had not been enough to get everyones’ attention. She clasped her beringed fingers over her own ( quite ample) breasts, staring in shocked disbelief at Sara, who glared back at her in annoyance. Two pairs of lovely blue eyes beneath equally blonde fringes of hair stared at one another for one single silent instant. Then; “Do you people ever knock?” Sara asked calmly. Mom looked at Dad and me, then at my sisters two attractive lovers. She seemed to be at a loss as to what to say, but dad came to her rescue with a strangled expletive. “Goddamnit, girl! Put some fucking clothes on!” Sara’s friends began to frantically search for their own undies, the girl trying to hide her goodies at the same time. Sara merely shrugged (making her breasts jiggle nicely) and drew a light summer dress over head. She did not bother with underware herself and seemed not to have worn any in the first place, as Pretty Butt was slipping into the only pair of panties lying around. The guy finished pulling on a pair of jeans and didn’t bother with a shirt. His rippling pecs and six-pack abdoman distracted my mother for a sec, but she recovered her volition. She pointed at the door. “Matt, out! Get outside till I tell you to come back in. Now!” I looked at dad and he nodded his agreement. I frowned, but said nothing as myself and the happy fuck-buddies filed out into the hall. The guy kissed the girl bye and left. The girl, who was now dressed in tight jeans and a halter-top, leaned against the wall with me. She was very pretty, about my age, with long brown hair. She was hugging herself tightly and rocking back and forth for comfort. Her full lips were trembling and tears of embarrasment were leaking from the corners of her warm brown eyes. I gently asked her name. “I’m Tara. Sara and I are roommates. I go to NYU. That was Simon. Your Sara’s brother, Matt?” She seemed grateful for someone to talk to. I nodded. She smiled nervously. She was really very cute. If you could ignore the slightly crusty whiteish substance around her mouth. Her cheeks still glistened. I guess she had tried to clean up but missed some spots. She saw me staring at her and started licking the dried cum from her lips. I gave her some privacy and listened to the argument inside. “How could you be such a slut! My own daughter, is a depraved whore!” That was my Mom. Her voice had been rising for several minutes. “Jesus, christ, Sara! I knew you weren’t a blushing virgin, but for-Gods-sakes!” Now Sara chimed in with her side. “Get off your high-horse Mom! I’ve heard you grunting and moaning at night with dad. And I’ve seen you go past my beddroom door with his jizz leaking down your thighs on the way to the bathroom! Don’t give me that whore shit. You like fucking, and CUM, just as much as I do! More!” Dad was keeping wisely silent. The two women went at it some more, and then got quiet. I stopped trying to listen and glanced over at Tara. She had finished cleaning up and smiled at me again. She was kind of sweet, in a slutty way. I smiled back. “Your sister talks about you all the time, you know. I can’t get her to shut up about how cute and smart and funny you are. Drives me nuts!” She laughed softly. I shrugged without comment, but inside I was glowing. Sara talked about how CUTE I am??!! Yyyeesss!!! I had always been tongue tied around her. She had always been my vision of female beauty. No other woman could ever hope to match her. And she thought I was CUTE! She couldn’t stop talking about me! Then Tara got quiet. She looked at me more seriously. I lost my own smile. “The truth is, Matt, I’m worried about Sara. She drinks too much and smokes too much dope. Lately, she has started to do coakain. I don’t think she has any kind of plan for herself anymore and she’s stopped painting now. She is losing it.” Tara’s eyes got teary again and she took a deep breath. “In a way, I’m glad you guys walked in on us today. I love Sara and she has been lying to herself for a long time now. At least confronting your parents will force her to admit some things to herself outloud. And maybe she’ll get help now…” Tara was not a dumb slut after all. She was quite intelligent and even perceptive. About an hour later, my Dad called us inside. He glanced at Tara, but made no comment. In the small kitchen we saw my Mom and Sara holding eachother. They had both been crying, and mom’s mascera had run badly. Sara had her face burried in mom’s cleavage, and was sobbing piteously. Dad motioned Tara and I to the side, over to the couch. We sat down, far apart from one another. Dad sat down in an easy chair across the way. At forty years of age, dad’s brown hair was still thick and mostly dark except for a smattering of gray, mostly at the temples. His full, soft beard was what you call, salt and pepper. Right now, my father looked older than I had ever seen him. There was a haunted darkness in his eyes and he just seemed unable to look at anything but the floor. Sara went into a clinic that same night. She was not allowed to call, write or receive visits for three months. She got clean and went back to school. She started painting again and through this met her current fiance, Greg. Eight months later, I find myself watching my sister take a shower and jacking my cock for all I was worth. What the HELL was I doing? To Be Continued… Sara and I Ch. 02 So there I was, jacking off as I watched Sara taking a shower in the next room. I loved the way her smooth, suppple skin glistened in the dimn light. And the way the steam from the hot water wreathed her curvy form was fantastical! She looked like a naughty water nymph magically transported to modern day New Hampshire. Her lovely manicured hands caressed her silky flesh as she rubbed away the strain of the last few days. Her full round breasts undulated subtlely with every breath she took. I watched in awe as she cupped them and squeezed, gently fingering the stiffening nipples and then tugging ever so slightly on the golden hoops that resided in the pink buds. The gold contrasted with the lightly tanned white skin. Her left hand continued to love her tits as the right skimned down over her flat soft belly and cupped her sweet pink pussy lips. She rubbed herself up and down softly. I had started to speed up the strokes of my hand up and down my cock when my sister began to touch herself. I consciously slowed myself down, to take the time and enjoy the show without popping too soon. Her index finger slid up and down the now glistening outer lips of her smooth hairless cunny. Slowly and almost delicately, Sara slipped it inside herself. “Uhhh…” Her intake of air was soft, not quite a moan of pleasure. I watched the finger slip in past the second knuckle and then her left hand came down to join the play. She took two fingers and lifted the hood out of the way for her swollen clit to peep out. It was a bright pink and about the size of a pencil eraser. Sara used her thumb to stroke it in slow circles. Her knees seemed to almost collapse at this and she did moan, loudly. I stopped stroking my dick as hot cords in my back, shoulders and thighs pulled tightly toward my crotch. I pinched two fingers just under the large head of my penis, trying to stop the liquide flow and have a mini-orgasm at the same time. I held off, barely. Then Sara started to furiously thrust her finger in and out of her sweet pussy as the juices began to flow. Her thumb continued it’s wonderful assault and I could see the trembling in her thighs and soft belly. He full pink lips were open wide and her long pink tongue tasting them over and over again as if imagining she were licking a cockhead. “Ohhh, God. Matt! Please let me suck you baby…” These words shocked the hell out of me, and caused the need to pinch my cock again. I gritted my teeth and strained not to blow my load all over my bedroom wall as the sperm seemed to rush to Sara’s call. Heat filled my body and I almost sprained every muscle in my lower half. Colors flashed and a small bit of hot white spunk leaked out of my piss hole. He held very still and let out a long quiet sigh, trying not to alert my sister that I was watching her. I was glad I didn’t as Sara lowerd herself slowly to her hands and knees and I was treated to a view of her dilectible ass. She reached her left hand back and stroked her full, silky smooth cheeks. I just held my cock, watching in awe, what happened next. Sara began to run her fingers up and down the crack of her luscious butt, using one fingertip to caress her pink star. She rubbed it a bit and then soaped up her fingers. She placed one long finger against her asshole and rubbed it in circles, pushing deeper with each revolution, until her middle finger popped through the tight ring of muscle. “Oooohhhh…yeahhh…” Sara moaned and slid the slick finger further inside herself. I used my right hand to smooth the precum and bit of semen all over the length of my hard cock. I cupped my balls with my left and began to gently pull on my pubic hairs. Sara thrust her soapy middle finger in and out of her butt, and used the fingers of her right hand to diddle her clittoris. The first finger was joined by another and she began to make slow and firm strokes, moving her wrist in circles and I could see that she had her fingers deep inside herself. While moving them in and out deeper and deeper, she would twist her wrist a bit, adding to the sensation. My sister was leaning the side of her hot face down on the bathtub rim and arching her hips to give greater access to that tightly stretched, spasaming bunghole. I spit on my dick and encircled myself. As Sara finger fucked her own beautiful ass, I slowly ran my fist up and down building the pleasure, but not letting my orgasm come till my sister’s did. I knew how sick and twisted this situation was. I mean, this was my SISTER! I was spying on her and invading her privacy. I was doing something only adolecents were supposed to do and I was supposed to be an adult now. This was crazy and I knew I should stop. But I didn’t stop. I kept pleasuring myself and watching Sara do the same. What happened next made me stop what I was doing and hold very still, as if afraid what I was seeing would dissappear if I moved. The shower door opened and my sisters friend Tara was standing there. I remembered how gorgeous her body was. The smooth tanned flesh with her dark, perky nipples on the ends of full warm breasts. And the pussy fur she had shaped into an arrow pointing right down to the center of attention. She smiled to see Sara masturbating and climbed in with her. Sara had not stopped what she was doing and did not stop now, as Tara carefully stepped in and knelt down beside her. I could not believe my sisters stamina as she kept fucking her beautiful butt. I had experiemented a little bit with shoving things up my ass. Most of us do. I remembered the feeling of burning that friction can cause up there. And Sara had been steadily thrusting two fingesr in and out of he asshole for several minute now. At a fair pace to. Either she was into a bit of pain, or she was so deep into her fantasy of me that she didn’t notice. Tara reached down and gently pulled her fingers out. She raised them to her own lips and licked and sucked them both clean. She put her arm around Sara and gently eased the two into a spoon. I could just see Tara’s hand caressing Sara’s tits. “Hey girl. You know you never have to do this when I’m around, right?” Her words were soft, but I could make them out. Sara still had her eyes closed, and she nodded. Tara kissed my sisters face sweetly and then licked around her lips before bringing their mouths together, Just before the two sets of full, soft lips met, I saw Sara’s open and her pink tongue enter the fray. They kissed passionately, their mouths opening and closing. Feminin lips caressed and sucked upon one another as wet tongues tasted all over the inside of their mouths. Their eyes were closed and their heads turned to the side to give more leverage. I could hear contented sighs and moans of lust and love.At last they parted lips withg one last loving tongue suck. Tara smile at Sara. Sara’s eyes looked wet and red, even through the water on her face from the shower spray. “I know that it’s wrong. But I can’t help it. I love him so much. I always have. And no matter how hard I try to stop, it just gets worse.” Her voice sounded hoarse. Tara let out a heartfelt sigh and held Sara more tightly to her. I could feel that she truly loved my sister. I was glad of that. Sara was so wonderful and deserved love. Tara was a great girl. And her brother Greg was just a very nive guy. He had tried to be friends with me right off the bat. The problem was, not only was the dude marrying my sister; but the girl I loved more than anything else in the world. Jealousy makes fools of us all… Before you ask, no the guy who had been boffing the girls in Sara’s appartement eight months ago was not Tara’s brother Greg. That guy had been an old boyfriend. I would have killed the motherfucker if he’d been THAT guy. Back to the shower. I stood there looking through the hole I’d drilled in my sisters and my wall when I was fourteen. Once again, I had my dick in my hand and she was naked. But this was no horny teen trying to explore the wonders of sex and hormones. This was an adult male and an adule female. And as Sara cried in Tara’s arms, I found my eyes tearing up too. God help me, I loveed her so fucking much it hurt inside. No other woman could ever compare and I felt ruined for other women. Tara tilted Sara’s face up and pecked her on the forhead. She smiled reassuringly. “What about my brother honey? You two are getting married tomorrow. You need to be sure about it..” Sara smiled tremulously. “Oh, sweetheart. I love Greg too. But you know what I mean. I can never love anyone like I love Matt. I feel like my heart is breaking every time I’m around him. And my body is on fire. I want him to touch me so bad…” Tara covered her mouth with hers and reached one hand down to cover her pussy mound. I saw Tara crook a couple fingers into Sara’s hole and rub her clit with the palm of her hand. When Sara arched her back and thrust her hips up to meet the invading fingers, Tara stuck another finger up her well plunged ass. Sara moaned and gasped into her lovers mouth as Tara fucked her in both holes rapidly. My sisters hips were dancing and Tara gave no quarter. She plunged and wiggled and rubbed for all she was worth. This was orgasm or death. Sara began to cry out but Tara muffled the screams with her own lips and tongue. Sara’s body shuddered and quaked. Tara fucked her an I watched her bring Sara to an earth shattering climax. Sara scream-squealed once, loudly and then relaxed into Tara’s embrace. Her tiuts heaved and the sounds of her panting and heaving breaths echoed in the shower stall. I was breathing right along with her. After a few kisses and murmered endearments they stood up and turned off the shower. I saw them get out and close the door. I turned so that my sweaty back was to the wall and leaned there panting and thinking about what I just saw. More imprtantly, what I’d just heard… Sara loved me as much as I had always loved her? How? Why? I had never gone out of my way to seduce her. I’d never been overly familiar, beyond the normal flirting that most brothers and sisters did. She had never let on that she felt anything other than sibling affection and tenderness. What the hell was wrong with us? We were sick. Perverts who wanted to not only have sex with each other, but fall in love. I knew I was damned. I was a lost sould who didn’t want to be saved. This was my sweet sister and Goddamnit I wanted to stick my cock so far up her that my cum would shoot out of her mouth! I wanted to mark her as mine forever. I was sick… But Sara? I knew she was kinky. She was into threesomes and was openly bisexual. She got tattoos and piercing in weird places. And she had been a drug addict and alchohalic. I could nderstand that she had problems. But wanting her own brother? Wasn’t that a sin? As I move over to the bed and stripped out of my dirty clothes, I could not help thinking about the things I’d witnessed. My erection never subsided and as I sat down on the soft bed in the nude, I spread my legs and took ahold of myself again. Images of Sara and Tara making love and of Sara masturbating ran through my mind as I stroked myself. In the silence of my room I grittded my teeth. “Sara…Sara…oh God sweet baby I love you so much!!!” The door burst open and there stood Tara as I let fly with enough spunk to fill a beer mug! I had been saying that out LOUD??? Oh shit! Was my last coherent thought. Spasming and jerking I came all over myself and just before I had a brownout I felt warm lips cover the head of my cock. It must have been only a couple seconds before I was opening my eyes again. I looked around in confusion and then still felt the warmth and wetnes around my dick. I lifted my head and looked down to see Tara nursing my dick like a lolly. By the small amount of jizz on me, I would guess she had goten there in time to take most of it into heer mouth and had licked the rest up. I stared at her a bit cross eyed. Some of it was confusion. Most was from the amazing cum. With a wet slurp, Tara let my cock fall from her cum covered lips. She smiled in a funny tight-lipped way. Were her cheeks bulging? Standing, Tara grabbed my hand and pulled me up too. I did not have the energy to resist. She got me on my feet and then pulled me after her into the hall. I was completely without will or though. Luckily the three of us were the only ones in the house right then. Tara led my by the hand into Sara’s room. My sister her gotten dressed in a loose summer dress that barely reached her knees. She was brushing her long blond hair when we walked in, both naked as jaybirds. Her eyes widened and she just stared at us. Mostly at me I think. She said nothing. Tara le go of my hand and walked over to my sister. She put her arms around her and drew her into a deep kiss. Sara stiffened for a moment as if surprise by something and then let out a long moan of pleasure, clasping Tara and positively raping her mouth. The two girls kissed for long seconds and wet sloppy, nasty sounds emerged from their lips. Sara moaned and groaned and even whimpered. Tara let her head tilt back and opened her mouth wide as Sara plunged her tongue inside. It looked like she was licking her girlfriends back teeth! I stood there in stupification till they at last parted. Tara backed away, shaking and Sara slid down the bed to sit on the floor with her legs splayed out in front of her. Tara walked trembling to the bed and sat down weakly. Looking down I could see a dark wet stain spreading in Sara’s lap. She had cum from the kiss, it was plain to see. She sat there looking at me and then opened her moth to show me some of my own sperm on her tongue. She swirled her tongue in the cream and then swallowed. She just looked at me with dark eyes. In the stories, the hero always knows what to do at this point. I was completely lost. Tara and my sister had just snowballed my load right in front of me. And Sara had had an orgasm from it without even being touched. I hit my knees on the ground when I lost all strength in my legs. I barely noticed the pain. Sara was licking her lips and runing her tongue all around in side her mouth over and over, as if still tasting me. And loving it. He looked at her and eveything just hit me all at once. I am ashamed to say that at the age of eighteen, I started crying like a little baby right in front of my sister and her girlfriend. Sara rushed over to me and took me in her arms. I smelled her wonderful scent and leaned into her comforting warmth. “Shhhh…It’s ok Matty. I love you baby, I love you so much. Everything will be fine. Please don’t cry. I’m here and I’m not going anywhere.” I looked at her and notice the tears running down her face. I took a deep shuddering breath. “Sara we have really got to talk now.” To be continued… Sara and I Ch. 03 First off let me apologize for taking so long to complete this folks. I have been through a lot since submitting the second installment. Computer trouble, being out of work…all manner of calamity. But many of you have evidently loved my humble first efforts. So this one is for you. This story is only beginning. This one doesn’t have the sex some of you have been waiting for. But it really sets up the mood. Tara took a deep breath in the stillness of the bedroom and spoke. “You two do need to talk. This has gone on for far too long without resolution. It’s become like a cancer.” The lovely brunet stood and came over to hold my sister, who was trembling as she held my face, staring into my eyes. I just knelt there crying. I had no thoughts. Tara wrapped her arms around Sara and as if this were a sign, she blinked and dropped her hands. She sniffed and smiled at me reassuringly. I smiled back at her as she took both of my hands and led me over to the bed. We sat facing each other, with Tara cuddling Sara from behind, for support and comfort. Sara began. “Baby if you had any idea how long I have ached for you. I was in junior high when I first noticed you looking at me. Till that point you had always been my little baby boy. Tagging along and wanting to be held. Hugging me and being so sweet. But as I began to mature you started to change…” I frowned in confusion. “How did I change? I noticed you were pretty all along.” Sara hesitated but Tara gave her a squeeze. “Matt you started staring at my ass all the time. Trying to touch me and spying on me in the shower a lot. At first it wasn’t anything big. It was annoying. But I understood. Then about the time I entered High School you began to do more.” I waited while Sara just looked at me. Tara poked her in the side. Sara glared at her friend but she did continue speaking. I listened with growing embarrassment. “I would find my bras and panties missing. They would turn up later with cum stains in them. Yours, because I was still a virgin until I turned sixteen. I tried to ignore these signs. I loved you and I knew you were a growing boy surrounded by women. Bound to be curious. Dad…isn’t the best person to talk to.” I flushed all shades of red and ducked my head. “OH God! I’m so sorry Sara I never knew you-I didn’t mean to-I just…” My sister gripped my hands and made me look at her. Her eyes sparkled and shined. “No baby! It wasn’t that. The truth is, I liked finding your little messages of love and desire. They made me feel sexy.” This I could not believe and told her so. Sara smiled and laughed. I thought she was laughing at me until I saw she was blushing. Tara smirked and poked her again. Sara poked her back and said; “I’m telling this story not you!” Sara turned back to me still smiling. “I was always a horny little thing. I was a sensualist. My first orgasm I had when I was nine. And my first sexual experience I had when I was fifteen. With another girl. For the next year me and a group of girlfriends fucked and sucked each others brains out every chance we got. And I grew in my desires and the way I looked at the world changed. That’s when you started cuming in my panties.” At this point I was just fascinated so I sat still and listened as she spoke. Her words flowed around me painting a picture and explaining many things I’d wondered at over the years. This was my education. “I found it disgusting at first. Crusty white yellow stains all over my nice undies. But after I started fucking my friends I really didn’t find it so nasty anymore. The thought that I was so sexy my darling little bro had to jack off into the crotch of my panties turned me on. I never said anything. In fact a couple of times I found myself smelling your fresh loads and masturbating. I came a lot with your scent filling my head.” “Then when you were fourteen you drilled the hole to my bathroom. I wasn’t a virgin anymore and was getting sex from my boyfriend and my girlfriends on a regular basis. I put on shows for you Matt. I would strip and touch myself and I made it sexy for you because…I liked you wanting me.” This last blew my mind. She had known? How the hell had she known about the hole!? And she liked that I wanted her… “One day I was so horny because I broke up with my boyfriend and all the girls had to work. It was during the summer I had to go to summer school remember? Anyway, I was going to take a shower and had a clean pair of panties laying out. I took my shower and found them gone when I got out. Then after I got dressed without them, they came back. They were flooded with your hot creamy spunk. They smelled so good baby…” Sara slowly let her hand drift down to rub at her crotch. Her hips gently moving. She was licking her lips again, trying to find more of my taste in her mouth as her eyes glazed over. Her nostrils flared as if trying to find my scent. “I don’t know what made me do it at first. Maybe just a horny curiosity. R maybe I am just a complete perv. I licked up a bit of your cum. And from that moemtn on I swear I was hooked. That day I buried my face in your load and I licked and sucked as much of it out of the fabric as I could. I came all over myself. Then I put the panties on and wore them for you Matt. Without even telling you.” Her fingers were crooked now digging into her pussy as she rubbed back and forth. Her nipples were so hard they looked like they hurt. I was fully erect by this time, sitting there naked in front of her. “From that day on I went out of my way to have your cum. I left bras and panties out for you, put on shows to get you hot…I tasted you and I wore pay panties with your hot fresh loads in them. I would pull the spermy gusset as far between my lips as I could, trying to get your cum inside me. Oh God Matt I wanted your cum in me so bad…Nobody ever knew that I would cum while sitting in class just because a whiff of your scent would drift up from between my legs.” Sara came right then and there, while I watched, just from thinking about my cum. And I almost came again seeing it. Smelling her. Hearing her. Sara was laying there a sweaty mess being held by a silent Tara. She was relaxed and breathing slowly. Her words now were whispers. She was beautiful. “I wanted you from then on Matt. I always loved you but now I wanted you too. You were the best man I ever had in my life. The only one who was always there for me. I hid my lust for fear of hurting you. I never knew if you wanted me as much. Enough to do anything about it. There were so many times I saw how horny and lonely you were. I just wanted to take you in the bedroom in front of everybody and fuck you to sleep.” It took me a while to get my breathing under control enough to speak. “I would have made love to you a long time ago if I ever thought you wanted me back. But I don’t know. I don’t want to do anything to hurt you or anyone else. Sara..I-I don’t know if I can watch you marry someone else after we made love. Knowing I could never have you again. Ever. Baby once could never be enough once we started.” I was crying again and so was she. Her arms opened up and I fell into her embrace. She held me and whispered in my ear that she understood. We fell asleep like that.