1 comments/ 125826 views/ 7 favorites My Instant Sisters By: puppop Some memories will stay with a man all of his life. I imagine this particular memory will be with me when I'm just another old man sitting around the courthouse on a hot summer's afternoon. I'm not there yet, but I'm splitting the difference. And this story is fairly accurate. It's not a fantasy. In writing this, it will help me to keep the memory fresh regarding something that happened twenty five years ago. Readers, thank you for sharing with me. 1978 was a year for disco. Elvis was dead. Guys wore their hair and sideburns long and girls were bra less under peasant blouses. The Love Boat was prime time. You could still get Quaaludes. Drug tests had yet to be invented. No one had heard of AIDS. The Pill was in every girl's pocketbook. This was the era in which two of my wife's sisters and their mother had come to visit for a week. It was summer, and we lived in a small apartment just off Peachtree St. in Atlanta with no air conditioning. It was my first time to meet her sisters. I won't go into the whys of all that, it's another story. Upon meeting Cheryl, the older of the visiting sisters, I was completely smitten with her beauty. She was in the first full bloom of womanhood, with perfect alabaster skin, chestnut hair worn shoulder length, and most of all, a big easy smile to go with her placid nature. I instantly felt at ease around her although the sexual attraction was evident as well. The first night after they arrived, I went into the extra bedroom with the girls' make up case and some other odds and ends from the car. Cheryl was in there, making up a pallet on the floor for her and her sister to sleep on. She'd already gotten ready for bed, showering while everyone else was staying up visiting in the living room. I came in with my arms full and she rushed over to help me unload. Her hair was wet and she had on an extra large man's T-shirt. We got the things put down and she bent over her make up case, digging for her hair dryer, while we made small talk. As she rummaged, I looked down her oversized shirt and admired her breasts. She'd reach up to push her hair behind her ear, it seemed almost to enhance my viewing pleasure. I was lost in a world of want, looking at those perky upturned wonders. I wanted to nibble those small pink nipples as she crushed my head to her bosom. Lost in my reverie, silence intruded, and I became aware that Cheryl was no longer digging through her case. In fact she was holding her hair dryer and watching me watch her. My eye's met hers and she broke into that brilliant sunburst smile. "I'm going to dry my hair before it frizzes up", she said. " Do you think I ought to put something on a little more decent?". The last she asked with a grin, and off she went to the bathroom. Later, everyone was asleep. Roo, my wife gently snored from time to time. I watched the fan as it made each pass over the bed, cooling for a moment, stifling the next. A moth banged against the screen attracted to the night light. I lay there naked under the sheet, thinking about a girl naked under a man's T-shirt. In my mind, I'd already gotten up and gone to her. In reality, my fingers were gently sliding up and down my hardness and had been for a while. My other hand cupped my now aching balls, teasing myself, the recent memory of the other room exciting me further than I needed to be. My cock was slick from want, I could glide my hand down, ever so slowly, shivering with each up stroke. My wife rolled over on her side facing away from me. A car went down the street, briefly illuminating the room and Roo's sleeping form. I eased the sheet back from us both and cast about for a towel, feeling that familiar tingling starting. The moth continued to flit against the screen in counterpoint to my now rapid fisting. I gazed at Roo's round ass in the dim light and thought about those perfect tits in the other room. I wanted to roll on my side and enter those dozing cheeks. My own wetness would have afforded an unfettered entry. But my long time of self caress worked against me now. Now inevitable, I would spray, whether I touched myself or not. I could see the sheen of sweat on my chest and feel my balls hard fast against the throbbing in my hand. I was cumming! Now! In agonized silence, I fell off the edge, a delirium, a spouting, a scream in my own head, echoing on and on as my need emptied at last. Consciousness returned, only like a cloudy dawn after a black night. I put the abused towel under the bed and glistening with sweat, fell fast asleep- at last. The moth still banged against the screen, and the floor creaked in the hall by the door. The day began warm and humid. I awoke, needing to pee. In the kitchen I could hear coffee cups clanking and voices. The spot next to me was vacant and the sheet was neatly pulled up over my chest. I pulled on some shorts and padded to the bathroom. It was piled high with girl mess, cleansers, cremes and brushes. The rug was rumpled up against the door. I pulled the door to as much as possible and relieved myself. As I was about to start the shower, Lisa, the younger sister walked in with her toothbrush and rubbing her eyes. She got all the way in before realizing I was there. "Oops, I'm sorry, I'll come back." she said, beginning to retreat. I climbed into the stall and grinned at her confusion. She was trying very hard not to look at me. I said, "No, you're fine, I'll be washing up". "Good, ‘cause I gotta go", and relieved, she pulled up her nightshirt, giving me a glimpse of her young mouse before she sat and peed like a kitten. As I showered and she brushed, I could feel her eyes from time to time peering into the medicine cabinet mirror trying to penetrate the steam shrouded shower doors. Growing up without siblings, I reflected on the newness, the strangeness of suddenly having sisters. In one way, I was an instant brother, a familiar, to be treated as such, and in another, a man, with a man's body. Such feline curiosity could prove to be trouble, especially with the latent eroticism I was already experiencing. I was toweling off and was drying my hair blindly, when I suddenly smelled coffee. Than I felt my flaccidness engulfed, my scrotum tightened as a pair of warm soft lips enveloped me. Unwinding the towel from my head, there was Roo below me. With her free hand she waved towards the coffee cup sitting on the vanity. She gently nibbled and sucked for a few minutes, hers eyes smiling up at me. The ritual continued a few moments, coffee and arousal mixed, until her mother's voice announcing breakfast from the kitchen ended the intimate moment much too soon. "Can you wait, will it be all right?" She asked. I grabbed myself, but she said " Huh-uh, that's mine, let it be!" She pulled the door halfway to and as she left, she whispered, " Let's not be nude in front of my sisters, OK?". Saturday is shopping day. Roo's mom decided to accompany her to the store as well as go see the office where my wife worked. The girls were watching TV and I went out and washed my motorcycle. As I was finishing, the two sisters came out to visit. They were both dressed in halters and shorts. Cheryl's was the Bermuda style and loose fitting. We all sat down under the old oak by the drive. A slight breeze had come up, so rare in the summer months. It made the grass bend and sway as each gust came and went. The city is quieter on the weekends, although I could hear the constant hum of traffic up on Peachtree Street. I pulled out my pocket knife and started playing mumbly peg as we chatted. The girls wanted to learn, so we drew up in a circle, sitting Indian style in the grass. Cheryl faced across from me, her sister to the left. I showed them how to flip the knife off their fingertips to stick into the ground. I was watching Cheryl practice flipping the knife in front of her crossed legs. My gaze continued up her soft thighs to where her shorts began. To my happy surprise, I was able to keep gazing further north because of the looseness of the shorts. She would move to pick up the knife and afford me a view up to her white cotton panties. I could see a few stray pubes and once as she reached I saw the outline of her sex defined in the soft material. I had to look away. My mind was already providing the infill, explicit shots of that chubby pussy, grown thick with want. Labia wet and shiny, her- I must stop. Surfacing from this rush of fantasy, my member already growing turgid and needful, I looked up to see the girls grinning at each other. How bewitching, how dangerous! A change of pace was in order. I asked the girls if they'd like a bike ride. Lisa wanted to ride first. We donned helmets and mounted. Her small soft hands encircled my waist. Off we went, Cheryl waving to my mirror. I rode carefully, although I did have to speed up suddenly at one point to beat a light. Lisa tightened her hold, small firm tits against my back. As we rode at a more relaxed pace on some side streets, I showed her some of the fine older homes built a century ago. We talked and giggled back and forth and her hands began to roam my sides and arms. I made her hold on properly and returned just as my wife's car pulled in with the groceries. The day wore on and skies turned white as the blast furnace heat returned. We decided to take everyone out to Stone Mountain and play. It was fun to watch their reaction to the cable car ride up the mountain and viewing the heroes carved in bas relief gracing the northern flank. The wind was blowing steadily at the top. Furtively, I would glance at Cheryl's figure as the breezes molded her clothes tightly to her. We walked down the mountain, collapsing at our picnic area. I was elected hot dog cook. All the women folk chattered like squirrels, passing out paper plates, talking about relatives, funny family events in the past and so on. After our lunch, the frisbee was pulled out and we played under the trees. I tried not to notice Cheryl's nearness and just focused on relaxing. We returned well after dark, having stopped at the Varsity for dinner. It was shower stampede time, this author drawing short straw, only cold water left. I emerged to find everyone wearing old thin T-shirts of mine. They were all piled up in the living room, the TV casting the only light. I went to the kitchen to get some ice water only to find Cheryl reaching into the fridge for the pitcher. The light from the open door shone right through her (my) old shirt and I was suddenly, acutely aware of her near nudity. She was bent over with her soft round ass in full view, her firm tits swaying as the bottom of the shirt hung slack. I could smell the clean grassy freshness exuding from her tender chubby pussy, just peaking out from those downy cheeks. I wanted the moment to last forever! The motion continued, however, and she turned, startled by my nearness. "Oh hey, do you want some of this?" she asked,waving the pitcher. I nodded, spellbound as she pulled another glass from the drainboard. Then, with that big smile, " Get down some ice, will you?" I nodded and started breaking ice out of the trays. Sighing, she said," Whew, when does it cool down?", then reached up and piled her hair on top of her head. On impulse, I took a cube and held it against her neck. She stiffened for a beat as the cold shocked her and then relaxed, placing both hands on the counter. She made a contented sigh. I watched the ice melt, rivulets running down her back and between her breasts. Suddenly, she grabbed the hand towel, "Oooh, that's cold on my butt, Brrr!" I took the towel from her and reaching under her shirt, dried the small of her back, trailing south, my fingers just grazing her naked rump as I removed the towel. She gazed up at me through half open eyes and a lazy smile about the time I heard approaching footsteps. My wife came in, finding us hard at work fixing ice water for everybody. She took out a tray of them, telling us to come on. We grinned and joined the rest. It was a James Bond rerun on channel 17, going for midnight. The mom was in the easy chair dozing. Roo had gone to bed not feeling her best from the Varsity grease. I was in the other chair dozing off and on, the sisters on the couch. Lisa had her knees pulled up under her shirt, looking like a little tent with arms. Cheryl got up and moved the fan a little and sat back down. From where I sat sprawled, I faced away from the TV. The fan was on the other side, now mainly blowing on the girls. I had awoken a little when the fan got moved, but I was very groggy. Cheryl was sitting on the end of the couch facing me and the TV. As the fan's breeze reached her, her shirt would flutter up. She reached and pulled it down. The movie wore on and she became engrossed. The fan kept fluttering her shirt bottom with each pass. Her legs spread a little and I could just barely see her cleft in the flickering light from the TV. Finally, she reached down and pulled it up around her neck waving it to and fro. I heard Lisa hiss," Hey, what if he's awake- he'll SEE you!" Cheryl glanced over at me and smiled, " No, he's asleep. If he's not, he SHOULD be. Anyway, it's hot, I'm going to bed." Next , the television was off and I was alone other than their mom sawing logs in the easy chair. Maybe this vision, this houri, was all a dream that I imagined. But I could hear them in the other room, settling, bedding down, whispering. Than all was quiet, except for my pounding heart and the surety of what I'd seen. Emboldened, I tiptoed to the guest bedroom threshold, listening all the while for the stentorian snores emanating from the living room. My eyes adjusted in the dark, the pale forms on the pallet taking shape. Lisa was sleeping on her stomach, clad only in panties. Two of my old shirts were hanging on the bedstead. Cheryl was on the far side and harder to see. I strained to see her, my heart pumping furiously. She was laying on her back, and as I watched, she pushed the sheet down, past her breasts, dewy with sweat. Her tits curved up to points, so inviting, so biteable! The sheet continued down past her stomach and then even with the swelling of her fair mound. I watched her tits rise and fall with her breathing, watched as one hand languorously slid across her taut belly to arrive at her pubis. I heard a scratching sound and saw the sheet undulate slightly. The snoring from the living room suddenly paused. I was flushed, sweating, impossibly horny. Please, don't let this end now! I begged silently to no one in particular. My cock was distended and I had gripped it through my shorts in my arousal. Once again, the snoring resumed. I looked back into the bedroom. Now she'd pushed the sheet to mid thigh. As I watched, that hand that scratched, now caressed, fingertips gliding down that furry cleft, returning to slightly spread and examine. I heard a small wet sound and could see her hand describe an orbit ever so slow. Then a tapping, then travel back to her hole. Again that wet smacking sound and her hand appeared to tap against her pubis. It came to me. She was finger fucking! Than her knees drew up and Cheryl's thighs hung open, affording me a better view at last. Her hand came up to resume that slow sensual orbit at her mound. Her other hand kneaded her tit, pulling and pinching her nipple. I waited, wetness staining the front of my shorts, balls screaming for release. Suddenly her hips jerked. Had she come? Is she done? Is her pussy slick? If only I could see! Then I heard a contented sigh and her legs relaxed. Time passed, me still as a church mouse, frantic with want. Three paces and plunge into that tight cleft. Let me give us release. Let me- Cheryl rolled over on her stomach, the sheet pulling completely away. Oh that ass, so womanly, so inviting! Envisioning it rippling as I speared her from the rear, my head was roaring and suddenly my seed spilled unheeded into my shorts. Blackness, stars, nebula, did I cry out? God no, please let me be silent. I trembled as cum ran down my thighs, my waistband sticky. In the distance, I heard the sound of thunder, see a brief flash of heat lightening. Sunday morning brought distant church bells and the threat of rain. I was sponging myself off and then went back to our bedroom with cool wet cloths. I pulled back the sheet and gazed at my wife's nakedness. Reaching down, I started gently wiping her pussy. In her sleep, she sighed and spread wider. I washed her carefully, cleaning her folds and intimacies. Than I placed a towel at her junction and eased myself onto the bed. I placed my face against her mound, feeling the pubes tickle my nose. Blowing softly, then licking those lips, watching her engorge. Like a flower opening to the sun, her inner lips parted, eager for my lips to suckle and nibble. I licked downwards, tasting her growing need, hearing her awaken, moaning softly. Returning to find her clitoris erect, demanding sucking and receiving it. Watching as my sleepy head gathered her breasts in her hands and squeezed them, nipples tight and dark. The sharp intake of breath as I drew her hard clit into my mouth, arching a finger into her canal. Finding the roughness in the velvet inside, while nipping her man then tongue sponging her top to bottom. She trembled, pulled a pillow over her face and archeed her back. The end was near. Big round tongue lappings, pubis to clit, another finger joins inside, playing a tarantella on the G, then sucking, sucking. A muffled shriek emanates from above, soft hips suddenly muscular and demanding, tightening on my head. Then violent bucking, my head in a silent Valkyrie's vise, my face awash with her cum, her salt. Trembling, soaking in sweat, she released me. With the other rag I wiped my face, then sponged her softly. She couldn't talk yet. I brought her some coffee as I heard the rest of the house start coming to life. Some days passed and heat continued unabated. We went visiting on Sunday, then back to workaday schedules. The sisters and their mom played tourists going to Grant Park Zoo, the Cyclorama and then Six Flags. The evidence of my past debauchery was safely hidden in the bottom of the hamper, to be explained,(if noticed) in the future. After dinner Wednesday night, I went to the Chinese grocery for some stamps. Cheryl decided to walk with me. She wore a loose blouse tucked into old thin jeans with short boots. As we turned a corner, I got to admire the view of her ass flexing and swaying. I got caught. "You sure do look behind me a lot", she grinned. I replied that I was a sucker for old jeans, especially if they fit well. "Aw, you're sweet!" she said. We marched on, I couldn't help but watch her tits swinging free under the flimsy gauze. On the way back, she reminded me about the bike ride she hadn't gotten yet. I told her we'd go right then if she wanted to. Upon our return, I fished out the helmets while she went to tell her mom. The rest of the gang was going to a movie. Roo gave me the "You behave!" look as we went out. We rode off, heading north. I really wasn't planning any itinerary. All I knew is what I could feel. What I felt was a pair of nice soft round tits against the back of my shirt and a pair of long thighs molded to mine as we cruised the early evening traffic. The heat of the day was still with us and the hot asphalt didn't help. I was covered in sweat from riding through such a sauna. Then I remembered a pond north of the perimeter. I'd been shown it a year or two earlier. It was on an abandoned estate just above Sandy Springs. How I learned of it will be revealed in the future, but it had belonged to relatives of the Candlers, who started Coca Cola, the only real soft drink. The house was a ruin, but there was this beautiful pond on the grounds that the locals went swimming in on a hot day. This had qualified as a hot day for sure! We bee lined to it, carefully going off the road and around a fallen tree, and pulled the bike into a thicket. My Instant Sisters Ch. 02 Hi Readers! To make better sense of this story, you might want to read my first tale, ‘My Instant Sisters'. After writing it, curiosity got the better of me, and I emailed the story to Cheryl, the main character in it. My daughter had her address, (isn't the Internet a great thing!) And in a few days, I got a reply. It was quite lengthy, and to my surprise, she wrote her own version! I'll edit through the salutations and long time no sees to get of the heart of the matter, which follows. I do think it is unique to get both sides of the same erotic story, and I hope you, the reader agrees. Dear Ted, Yes, I was surprised to hear from you after all this time and I think you wrote a very good, maybe overly romantic account of the naughty time we had. I didn't realize how close to the heart you've kept this, but you did a good job!!! All those little things that you remembered.... Ok, here's what I can remember. I don't think there's anything in it to hurt your feelings. If there is, I'm sorry. You know what the three of us did that week wasn't right. It was fun at the time, but you were married to my big sister. When it finally all came out in the open there was a lot of hell to pay! Twenty five years has healed things though, and yeah, what we did was hard to beat. Send this in to go with your version if you want. I imagine it's the only way I'll ever get published and that's fine with me. Cheryl We got to Ted and Roo's apartment after a long drive in the car. Mom's feet were swelling, so Lisa and I did most of the driving. Lisa was bitchy the whole way and I was getting over a bladder infection. I was supposed to drink a lot, so we stopped at a lot of rest areas! Anyway, we finally got there in the early evening. Roo looked good. I remember it seemed like she'd lost weight. She and Ted had married the year before. Mom was pissed, because they pretty much eloped. So this was my first view of Ted. Hair, long hair. Tight T-shirt, cutoffs really cut off high! They were right up to his butt! Lisa did say something about his arms to me right off when we got inside. I remembered I liked the way he looked at me. I wasn't feeling exactly sexy until he took his time looking me over. He also made a point of following me up the steps, I think. I was glad to get there. While the rest sat up in the living room, getting reacquainted, I took a shower. That morning, I'd gotten an English Muffin w/jelly at a McDonald's. As we left, we went over a speed breaker and I'd dropped part of it down my blouse. That episode ruined my bra, because it was grape jelly, and I hadn't packed any others. So most of the week we visited I didn't wear a bra. I was smaller than Roo, and a lot bigger than Lisa, so I couldn't borrow any. I finally bought another one at Davidson's. Ted came in with our bag just after I got out of the shower. He was joking around, making me laugh. He said I had a great smile, so he'd act the fool just to crack me up. I was sitting on the floor sneaking looks at his legs, (nice!) and rummaging through Lisa's junk and snagged my fingernail. So I leaned forward and finally found the hair blower. I looked at his legs and then a little further up. I think he was hard! It looked like a tube pointing up at his belly. I figured out right then this guy didn't wear underwear. I kept looking on up to his face and caught him looking down my front. I could tell he liked it and was really getting turned on. It puzzled me kinda, since Roo got the boobs in the family. But I'll admit it, I got a little horny from him looking. It wasn't easy keeping the banter going after that, so I went in and dried my hair. The first night I do remember how hot it was in that bedroom. I couldn't sleep on that thing we rigged on the floor. Mom sounded like a motor or something up on the bed. She could get so loud! Anyway, I had forgotten to take my antibiotics for the bladder thing. I got up around midnight to go to the kitchen and get them from Mom's pill case. Roo and Ted's door wasn't closed all the way and I could just see Roo's butt shining from the nightlight. But, oh boy, I could see what Ted was doing. I'd never seen a guy, you know, do it to himself. I'd heard all the off color jokes and stuff, all the references. But no, this was new. I watched the way he did it, teasing himself and stopping, then going again. I wanted to know if he was whispering something, because I could see his lips move. With the fan on in there, I couldn't hear anything. The confession is, I started to get horned out. I wanted to rub myself, maybe not to get off or anything but just be caught up in the moment, you know. I wasn't going to fiddle and have Lisa come up behind me. Wouldn't hear the end of it. Then Ted looked over at Roo and I thought for sure she was going to get it. He'd even started to turn towards her I think, but then jerked back and came in a hand towel. Now that got me, seeing him jerk and his stuff cum, (sorry!) out. Oh yeah, that got to me. I think that's when I decided I wanted him. I was leaning against the door jamb and juice running down my thigh. I had to dash to the kitchen and get a paper towel. Went back to bed wanting to finish myself bad. But Lisa was facing my way when I lay back down and she woke up. I forgot that pill, still in the kitchen which is what I got up for in the first place. Here's something else. That did happen about Roo and Ted in the bathroom in the morning. Mom had sent Lisa to round everyone up for breakfast. Roo was going to do cereal and call it done, but Mom wanted eggs and stuff. Ok, Lisa came in to our room with her finger on her lips and waving like she'd lost her mind. But the door to the bathroom wasn't closed all the way and Lisa was pointing at the mirror. The top of it was steamed up and I couldn't see much of anything, but my sister could, being so short. We went back to the bedroom, she kept going, "Oh my god, oh my god ." I told her to cut the innocent thing and she got miffed, but I didn't care. I really didn't want to start the day out thinking about sex, but oh well. I kept looking at Ted during breakfast and thinking about him and Roo having fun. I got jealous some, I think which was stupid. Varsity night We had a big day going to The Stone Mountain. Eating at the Varsity was something else. After we got back and cleaned up, Roo, Lisa and I snuck up on the roof of the apartment building to smoke a dooby. Roo was hoping it would settle her stomach. It didn't cause she didn't stay up long after that. She got into a little thing with Lisa about going in the bathroom with Ted, but mellowed when the pot hit. Lise and I got buzzed pretty good and it was just hitting me while I was in the kitchen. Our mouths were all dried out from smoking, so I went for the ice water. I don't know how long Ted had been standing behind me looking up my shirt while I was bent over. It almost scared me, the look he had. I'd forgotten the ice cube. He put that on my neck alright and it melted down my back to my crack. He wiped me off and just touched my bare butt in such a tender way. It wasn't quick, like what he made out either, no, he caressed me. I was already high and his touch wasn't helping my composure. I started thinking about the last time I had sex. And I was looking at his chest and wanting to see in his shorts. I think if Roo hadn't come in there it could have gotten out of hand. Ted wasn't asleep in the chair. I knew it then and from reading his story, I know it now. He acted like he was asleep really good though, 'cause Lisa was fooled. Mom had taken her night medicine and nodded off with her feet propped up in the recliner. I wanted to put my feet on the coffee table, but Lisa was hogging that. So I just sat there watching the movie, (it was James Bond in Thunderball) . I kept sneaking looks at Ted looking all suave and cut in the chair beside the TV. All I could think about was him touching me in the kitchen. He had been touching the inside of my hips and I think my pussy was his next stop, until his wife came in. I knew I was wet and sticky, so I kept spreading my legs some to get comfortable. I kept hoping Lisa would go to bed so I could have some privacy. Didn't have a real plan, other than this girl needed some relief! But no, she sat there like Yoda, and I got annoyed. That's when I flopped my shirt up around my neck. Ted's face didn't change, even when Lisa spoke up, but the next time it got bright on the TV, I could see that his cock was hard from the outline in his shorts. That did it for me. I started flowing and the pit of my stomach started tingling. I was going to spot the couch if I didn't get up right then. I couldn't keep my eyes off Ted's crotch and I wanted to finish right then. Very few times in my life have I been that far gone with sexual need. It came back to me real clear when I read Ted's story. I went off to bed. Of course Lisa came on back a minute later and I just wanted to scream at her. I could've flicked myself over in a heartbeat by then. She lay down and started up about his arms and how she was feeling him up on their bike ride. I reminded her about him being married and got all high minded. I felt like such a fraud. It also dawned on me listening to her that she might have some plans. Lisa had a boyfriend or two. She scared the last one, I think. She just comes on. People didn't take her seriously cause she looked like she was starting Jr High, not Jr College. She quit talking and went to sleep. I think she got higher than me up on the roof anyway. I just laid there thinking about Ted touching my butt and getting hard in his shorts. I was oozing down my cheeks and my hole ached terribly from clamping on itself. You girls know that feeling! I couldn't stand it anymore and just pretended I was scratching. Lisa was, oh, two feet away. I thought about getting up and going into the bathroom. But I didn't. When I put my finger inside me I knew I wasn't going anywhere. I started to cum right then and every time it got too strong I'd do something different. I pretended Ted was watching. I honestly didn't know he was perving out! The hardest thing is being quiet while you're having an orgasm. So I couldn't really let loose and go. It's a good thing I didn't know Ted was in the hall cause I know I'd have gotten rowdy! As I finished, I rubbed my clit and nearly blacked out. At least I slept good after. Now I know I'm jumping around some telling all this. Forgive me. It's two thirty in the morning now and I started out just to write Ted back an email around eleven something. Writing all this sex stuff and remembering those days has gotten me all sticky. And that's kinda silly since I've got two grown kids and the last is nearly gone. Being a single parent for five years now rearranges your priorities too! But I'm sharing my private stuff with Ted, (of course) and this site on the Internet where lots of people will see it. I mean I wouldn't tell any of these things face to face with someone and mostly I've never been this blatant. But thinking about what happened at the pond, (lake) was cool, and I'll give you my side of it, even though I bet I'm going to get overheated thinking, writing and remembering it. About that Bike Ride. Ted wrote some other things in his story that I don't remember. He did teach me the knife game he called mumbly peg. Seemed hillbilly to me. But, oh yeah, I remember the bike ride! It was really hot, I know that. The seat on the bike about roasted my buns and it felt like I was riding a toaster. Ted found this lake. I know he called it a pond, but it was bigger than that. It was cooler there too. We sat by the water, but we lit up more than just a cigarette! It seemed like we talked for awhile. Back when we were on the bike, I'd unbuttoned my blouse halfway to get some wind inside. Well, he kept trying to get me to take it off. He'd taken his shirt off, and as I got buzzed, I kept looking at his chest and arms. The guy had great arms, no doubt. Guess having a weight bench in the house will keep you cut! I didn't want to pull my blouse all the way off because I was so pale, I remember that. He'd already seen down my shirt and so on, so it wasn't modesty. Just felt like I was as pale as a slug, compared to all those Georgia girls. I did untuck my blouse from my jeans and unbutton it the rest of the way. That felt better, but I really wanted out of those hot jeans. A breeze came up and blew my blouse away from my boobs and Ted asked if he could nibble one. I was paranoid about people coming up and told him so. Thar's about when he stood up and started stripping. I wasn't sure of the plan, so I got up too. I think it was then I told him about seeing him naked and playing with it. He got all flustered. It was all I could do to keep a straight face, but I didn't want to hurt his feelings or make him mad. I didn't know where I was and I didn't want to end up alone out there. I noticed his butt when he dived in. Looked good to this girl. So, I stripped and jumped in after him. I didn't expect the water to be that warm. It was like swimming in a bathtub. When I got into his arms out on the lake, it was like instant electricity. The way we were kissing and touching each other was so intense. I was really needing it anyway and I'd forgotten to worry anymore about some one coming up. When Ted started touching my pussy, I almost climbed on him right then and there. But after all the teasing he'd done to me, I decided to return the favor. We got into the shallow part where I could stand and wrestled, (mainly played grabass) and splashed around. Then Ted pointed at a row of trees and a sliver of moon rising behind them. It was beautiful and romantic. He ran his fingers up and down my boobs and I started rubbing my butt against his cock. I got very overworked then, but I didn't want to do it in the pond. I mean, I knew before I unbuttoned my jeans that we were going to do it, just not where. My clit was so hard that when he took it in his fingers and rolled it, I nearly fainted. I grabbed his cock and led him to shore. I lit us some cigarettes cause I wanted to think. It was like the last stop before I did my sister's man. And, yeah, I was having a little trouble there. I wanted to do right, Ok? The minister talks about temptation and all that, but what a crooked trick to load us with all these sex hormones so young! We were just two people alone and I was dying for him. I think the romance of the time got to me too. When he started eating me, I quit thinking morally, period. Ted was good at oral sex. Roo said he was good in bed and satisfied her. I had never had a guy that was THAT good at eating pussy. I could have come six times each minute, but he'd stop or change. I was actually getting mad at him! I yelled at him and after that he took me up the hill. I'd even taken the breath to scream when that car door slammed. I didn't know what to do. Now I wasn't going to cum. I was soaking wet down there and Ted was zipping around getting up our clothes. He kept saying, "Shit, where's my boots, shit!" We got back into the timberline and watched, trying not to make any noise. I was nervous and was dying to go to the bathroom. Those two guys took forever to get to their spot. I kept trying to squat down and then I'd worry about poison oak or ivy getting on me. That's happened once, oh boy! Ted took me into a thicket of tall grass and started to turn off like he was going to get dressed. He was already soft and I'm going unh unh! So I sucked him while I peed and he stood back up like a rocket! When I was done, we finally consummated standing up. Neither of us could wait anymore and to hell with the fisherman. I came so hard I peed again all over us and blacked out. The last thing I remember is those fisherman yelling over at us. They knew we were there, I mean it wasn't any surprise to them when we left. I think Ted was getting off when they yelled, that's why he doesn't remember it. I like a gentleman. I like a gentle man. Ted cleaned me up as I lay there just exhausted. He was so dainty wiping my pussy. Usually guys swab it like a stove top and the girl sees stars! I'm soaked from writing this. I knew I would be an hour ago. Yeah Ted, thanks for digging up old memories. I wish I wasn't alone right now. Oh boy! But anyway, there's more, (isn't there always) about going back to the apartment, the way Roo was looking at me, like Ted surely didn't do any wrong! Author's note Cheryl continues another couple of pages about things in the up coming part concerning Lisa. Her narrative will follow that story. –puppop My Instant Sisters Ch. 03 We rumbled along the night time streets. The humidity was so thick that each street lamp had a halo around it. My mind was busy doing damage control. I didn't want to be thinking like that, after such a wonderful evening. My heart was singing. I'm overly romantic anyway. I knew even then, I'd just had the night of my life. Everyone has one. I believe God inserts these moments into our life just so that we do look forward to the next day, instead of greeting it with despair. Such a cruel trick it is to attach morals and complications to something so pure, so spontaneous and so loving. Cheryl and I never professed our love to each other. But our time at the pond was indeed a moment of love. I wished I knew what my comely passenger was thinking. The way she hugged me as we rode along was making me smile. But then I had to start thinking of an explanation for our tardy return. I'd called the apartment from a pay phone at the Tenneco, but no one answered. Running out of gas is an old joke. About a block from the apartment, I reached down and unplugged one of the sparkplug caps, letting it stay on the plug loosely. That worked out. Everyone was sitting out on the stoop, along with some of the neighbors. We came stuttering up on the bike, with it obviously not running right. Didn't need to do much explaining. Roo gave Cheryl some long looks from time to time, but soon conversations resumed, and so passed just another evening. Cheryl flashed me a big smile when no one was looking. I'm sure she was as relieved as I was. TV for Three The next two days were sultry and very hot. The rains finally came during the late afternoon of the second day, it seems. I got home late and thoroughly soaked. I noticed Roo's car was gone. I came in the door to find the girls making a chef salad and pouring tea. Roo and her mom had gone to Uncle Scotts to give them a new stroller for the baby. Lisa told me they hadn't been gone long. I thought about it, wondering what urgency there was in delivering a stroller in this weather. Were they going to go out promenading in this soup? I went into the bedroom and stripped down and towelled off. In the mirror, I looked like a large rat. My reverie was interrupted as Cheryl came in and taking up the towel, and started drying my hair. "What were you looking in the mirror for, didja lose something?" she teased. I grinned and said, "No, I just think I look like a drowned rat right now." Cheryl kept up the head buffing, but she giggled and said," I don't know about any rat, but I do see a worm!" I laughed and told her I needed to explain the differences beween snakes and worms. We both were laughing when Lisa came in. She walked over to where we were by the dresser. "Is this the snake you're referring to, Sir?" she inquired while reaching down and giving my member a tug. Her eyes gleamed mischeviously as she let her hand linger an extra beat. Cheryl stared in amazement at our Miss Hussy. " Lisa!" she exclaimed, "You're not being forward or anything, are you?" We all cracked up and trouped into the kitchen after I found my shorts. It was great, sitting there with a girl on each side of me on the couch. Dinner was finished. Roo had called to tell us they were staying until the rain let up. It was really coming down. I could hear the traffic shussing wetly down the street through the open window. As I said, the girls had me bookended on the couch. Each of them had swung their legs over the arms at each end and my feet were on a pillow on the coffee table. We were watching the weather reports interspersed with a sitcom. Cheryl had on a light silk robe of Roo's. Lise had on her usual large T-shirt, covering most of her down to the knees. It was already dark outside. Normally, that wouldn't be the case, but the rain and clouds made it a good night to be indoors. I had an arm casually around each of the sisters shoulders as we watched the shenanigans on the tube. Bored, I looked down at Cheryl's pointed nipples poking through the thin fabric. Lazily, I slid my hand down to her breast and with just my fingertips began caressing her. Ever so lightly, I trailed my fingers up her tip and squeezed. Then back down her orb, gently scratching. Cheryl looked around and up at me, flicking her eyes toward Lisa, clearly a question. I just grinned and shook my head, as if to say, "Just goofing around". She caught on, and resumed watching the set. What she didn't know was that my other hand was doing the same thing to her sister! Lisa never let on, she betrayed nothing. I cupped her small firm tits, tweaking her nubbins until they stood proud. For ten minutes perhaps, this continued. Cheryl squirmed a little bit, then took my hand to her mouth and gave me a little bite. I could feel her shoulders shake as she giggled silently. It was then that my other hand got moved as well. Lise placed her small hand over mine and began moving south with it. Together, we glided over her belly, smooth and flat. We paused, then the travels began anew.!!! No panty indention. The pressure on my hand eased when we reached her pubis. The top of my hand felt cool after the heat of her palm and I could feel her fur under the T-shirt. Glancing over her way, I could see her foot swinging in little circles off the arm of the couch, outwardly as unconcerned as could be. I could feel my pulse rise in time with my tumescence. On TV, the sitcom continued, although I'd totally lost the plot. Lisa had widened the gap in her legs and her long shirt was pooled near her hips. It was a simple thing to pull that shirt just a bit further, loose as it was. Then just a brush against soft blonde pubes curling so sweetly in towards her cleft. In my growing excitement I pinched Cheryl's nipple and heard her sudden intake of breath. Lisa's nipples were at rigid attention as well, never mind the casually swinging foot. My shorts needed adjustment badly. Lisa parted her thighs just a little more and I got my first whiff of her sex. I wondered immediately if Cheryl noticed. I had Lisa's shirt front above her pubes now and I was lightly tracing her outer lips. I moved my other hand down to Cheryl's mons to do the same act there. I could feel her wetness through the satin gown. Bunching it in my hand, I wadded it together until her sex was revealed. Than both sisters began recieving the same gentle caresses without the other's knowlege. Lisa impatiently pushed my hand against her pussy. Unfurling my fingers, I trolled them up her small slit, gently opening her and moistening my fingertips. By the second stroke, I was lubricated enough to cover her clit. The foot finally quit swinging. Her excitement was clear now. Her pussy had swollen into a perfect little circle with her clit standing upright and slick. I softly stroked her clit with my thumb and just entered her with my ring finger. Her thigh muscles tightened and so did her grasp on my finger. I heard her gasp softly and felt her tense. My other hand was busy as well. Being left handed as I am, Cheryl had the clear benefit of sitting to that side of me. I had two fingers inside of her, teasing her G and rubbing her whole mound with my palm. I could feel her lips squishing wetly, her clit engorged and ready. Cheryl was nowhere as good at keeping her composure. Her hips were undulating and she was beginning to raise her pelvis against my hand as I stroked and rubbed. I was in heaven but at the least, very uncomfotable. My shorts were tight around my balls, (now very full) and my cock was wedged against my leg and I'd oozed a spot the size of a quarter that plainly showed. Both my hands were occupied. There were three sets of eyes blindly watching the TV. They could have shown incessant commercials and we wouldn't have noticed. The smell of arousal hung thick in the damp air. Obviously, neither girl could return favor to me, as they each thought they alone were the object of my attentions. One can be literally saved by the bell. Cheryl was plainly writhing from my ministrations. Lisa kept pushing my other hand hard against her clit and her thighs were trembling. That's when the phone rang. Lisa jumped up and went to the kitchen to answer. Cheryl turned around to face me. " Dammit," she muttered softly, " So close, I hate that phone!" The call was for me. I went in the kitchen and Lise handed me the phone. Turns out Roo and her mom hadn't left yet. A tree had fallen on a car at the entrance to Scott's subdivision. So they were blocked in and were probably going to stay overnight. I understood that and said I was going on to bed, that I'd see her in the morning. It was hard to stay focused during the exchange. Lisa had unzipped me, finally letting my poor cock straighten out. She bent over from the waist and softly pulled me into her mouth while Roo was describing the scene at the subdivision. It was very strange listening to Roo while this tousled blond head bobbed up and down my length. I could feel my scrotum tightening with need. I pulled away from her to concentrate on the phone. I could see a ribbon of saliva reaching from my cock to her grinning mouth. Luckily Lisa straightened and zipped me back up. After I hung up, I told the girls what Roo had said. Lisa promptly sat down at the dining table and began to roll one up. I went over to the window, noting that the rain had finally stopped. I could feel a cool breeze stirring and the curtains billowed slightly. I just needed a moment to regain my composure. The living room reeked of sex, although none had actually occured. Now it was obvious that Lisa had joined the fray. I didn't know what Cheryl had revealed, but Lise was truly acting the wanton woman part. It made me wonder what the reaction of each would be were I to continue down the path before us. Cheryl came up behind me and gave me a hug. "Ted, do you think it's dry enough to go up on the roof? It would be nice to lay out up there where it's cool, don't you think?" I lit a smoke, breathing it in deep before replying. I knew what I really wanted to do right then and there, to hell with the consequences. My cock was still throbbing, all I wanted to do is bury it deep in either one, I didn't care. When I finally could trust myself to speak, I turned, facing the auburn haired beauty. I said, "That sounds good to me. I really need to cool down, it might be just the ticket, whew!" Cheryl gave me her Chesire cat grin, then lowered her gaze to my shorts. Her smile faded, as she came back to meet my eyes. Quietly, confidingly, she spoke low. "I need some time alone with you, OK?" She took a deep breath and glanced over her shoulder towards the kitchen. She raised her robe and her finger disappeared briefly. "Open", she commanded and thrust the finger into my mouth. I sucked it dry as she watched. She made a silent O shape with her mouth. The spell was broken when we heard Lisa scrape her chair back from the table. Her project completed, we gathered up a tarp, the girls bedrolls and some ice water. Thus encumbered, we went outside to the stairs and climbed to the roof. Let's watch the Helicopter Topside, we found a dry spot on the graveled flat roof near the front parapet. The oak tree that stood at the front of the building overhung the area we selected. The late night breeze rustled through the branches and the moon started making quick cameo appearances between the fast scudding clouds. Some crickets chirped along the walls and the occasional car hissed by three stories below. We spread out the tarp and the bedrolls. I watched, amused as the girls night clothes fluttered in the breeze. We sat crosslegged, comfortable in our nest, and lit the joint. We got to talking about John Travolta for some reason and about discos. We just chattered as the pot took effect and watched the moon. Suddenly a helicopter thundered by, low, just to the south of us. The girls were astounded. two pairs of round eyes listened as I explained how the APD flew at night, fighting crime. It would swoop and dive around the city, turning on it's searchlight, probing dark alleys. I don't know how much good it did, nor did I like all the noise. But with our bird's eye view, we saw the chopper wheel and dip over in the industrial areas, then on to Techwood homes and so on. finally, it headed out over Bankhead Hwy, the sound fading. We had stood up to watch the show, passing the joint while we spectated. When the helicopter disappeared, I laid down and looked up at the moon. The girls followed suit, just laying down silently next to me. They were both off to my left and they were whispering to each other. I asked lazily what the big secret was. Lisa sat up and gulped some water. "The secret, as you call it kind sir, is about to be revealed." She giggled then. " I think you were playing with us both on the couch down there, and that's VERY naughty!" We all cracked up. We were stoned, we were happy, we were relieved. The quandary was no longer. Lisa rolled over on top of me. I could see her head silhouetted in the moonlight, and behind her Cheryl was grinning. "I'm not too heavy on you am I?" Lise inquired with straight face. We all laughed again. Lisa weighed maybe ninety pounds, soaked and was not quite five feet tall. Of course, dope magnifies hilarity and we were actually stifling ourselves to keep from awakening the residents below us. As we caught our breath finally, Lisa kissed me. I felt her tongue probe my lips gently, then entered as I opened. Her hair drooped into my face as we began kissing more deeply. I felt the effects of our kiss stirring my maleness anew. Lisa shifted to my side and held my head in both her hands as she explored my mouth. I felt other hands undoing my shorts and tugging. I raised my self and in a flash I was naked under the moon. Cheryl said in a soft sing-song voice, "I see somebody's horny here, it cannot be denied." I groaned into Lisa's mouth and cupped her little bottom with my hand. She wiggled a little bit and I was able to touch her inner thighs and felt her wetness. She shivered, and whispered,"Can you reach me? I want you to FEEL it, oh yes, right there. Play with me, touch it. Put your finger in. Yeah, like that. Go deeper, yeah baby!" She gyrated gently, and then murmured almost so I couldn't hear, "Baby, would you suck on me would you do that I wanna be kissed down there, want you to taste it can you do it?" I replied, "Oh yes" and beckoned her up. Thighs on each side of my head. Sparse, curly pubes tickling my nose. Her T-shirt tenting around the act, making it so private. My soft lick into her dampness, exploring, resisting the temptation to take all of her in my mouth. Licking the hood back from her clit, probing, tongue washing. Fresh juices of excitement bathing my cheeks. Her hips twitching, mushing her little girl puss against my mouth. Then she was gone, her lips back on mine kissing me deeply, and again. I felt Cheryl's fingernails just barely scraping my inner thighs. She said, "This is really sexy. Are you two as horny as me?" Lise and I broke for air and said "Un- huh" at the same time. We all laughed and Lisa climbed up on top of me, pulling her shirt off. When the laughter faded, she looked over at Cheryl and said simply, "Kiss him!" Cheryl complied, moving over to meet my lips. Just before her head covered my view, I got a glimpse of Lisa lowering herself onto my cock. She had this deep look of concentration on her face. I felt her small hand grasp me and guide. Cheryl's warm soft tongue entered my mouth and at the same time I felt myself slowly enveloped by a wet tight sheath. I groaned at the sensation. Cheryl pulled back slightly and whispered, " This is for you, baby. Enjoy." Lisa continued riding down my shaft, her tiny pussy stretching, accomodating. Finally, she was sitting on my length. I heard Lisa say,"Oh God, he's all the way in. I can feel him so good!" Now, I'm not a horse by any means, just average. Lisa was just so small that it made me feel huge, the way I filled her. It felt like I was being held tightly in someone's wet velvet glove. Lisa started to move up and down, just a little. I could've come right then. Cheryl sat up and scooted back a little bit towards Lisa. She reached underneath her sister's bobbing ass and started squeezing and fondling my balls. Lisa was looking down at me, eyes big, as she slowly rode me. She mumbled something to Cheryl, who handed her the water. She never lost her tempo as she drank. I began cupping and squeezing Lisa's firm little tits and pulling her nipples gently. She threw her head back and started riding me harder, roughly rubbing her gash against me with each stroke. Her tightness didn't diminish. She got wetter and as she hunched harder and harder on me, I could feel my tip contacting her cervix. The feeling was utterly delicious, especially with my balls being caressed as well. No mortal man could endure for long having his cock so thoroughly milked. Cheryl, watching my face, said,"Lise, he's cumming, you better hurry!" Lise, gasping, muttered, "No, no, not yet Ted, hold out, PLEASE!" Through clenched teeth, I said, "Stop or I'm gone!" Lisa did stop, with me only halfway in her. She reached back, to hold on to my legs, just below the knees. Cheryl withdrew her hand from my balls to give Lisa some room. Arched backwards on her knees now, Lise slowly gyrated her hips. I could feel her rough patch inside rubbing the corona of my cock. She rubbed herself thus, up and down, maybe an inch each way. We were both trembling from need, both so close to release! I raised my head and looked at the erotic view before me. I could see my cock halfway buried in her tiny pussy, her lips stretched wide around the circumference, her clit jutting, engorged, shining with slickness. Lisa's thighs were trembling. In a small voice, she whimpered, "Oooh, I'm so close, so close, please, oh please!" She shook her hair out of eyes and looked straight up at the night sky. I could feel her shivers, her contractions and felt my balls tighten, out of my control now. My need was too great to be denied much longer. Lisa's nipples were in my fingers, swollen and distended. With each little pinch, I could feel her jump and her impossibly tight pussy contract. It was then that Cheryl did a most sisterly thing. She had been steadfastly gazing at us both, watching my face, then her sister's. Suddenly, her hand disappeared under her robe, only to reappear wet with her own juices. She leaned over and began rubbing Lisa's clit in little circular motions. Lisa gasped, "Oh yes, just like that, don't....change....a thing, yes,yes, there, THERE..OH GAWD, YEEEEEESSSSSS!" She erupted, feeling me flooding her insides at the same time, small hips jerking rapidly, frenzied and finally popping me out in our abandon. I had begun my orgasm the very moment Cheryl touched Lisa. The clamping of that little pussy, and the tremors resulting from Cheryl's touch was just to much to bear. I arched my back and plowed in to the hilt, my seed already spewing before the main sensation hit. I could hear Lise exclaiming and trying to ride me as I bucked. I opened my eyes at one point and locked on to Cheryls face. Her face was almost slack and her eyes seemed unseeing. Then, the next wave hit me and all went black for a moment. I could hear the crickets again and a cicada started it's buzz in the oak tree. A truck blew it's horn out on the Connector. A light breeze blew over my nakedness. Lisa was laying beside me, a hand under her head. A light brush of a kiss on my lips. Cheryl's eye's, luminous in the moonlight as she raised back from me, smiling, running her fingernails gently up and down my chest. "That's something she'll alway's remember," she said, nodding towards the tousled waif at my side. "You were good to her, Ted". My Instant Sisters Ch. 03 I sighed, still getting my breath, "Thanks for the help, girl. I haven't cum like that in oh, several days!" We both laughed and gazed down at Lisa, who said, yawning, "Huh?, what are you two laughing about?" Then we all cracked up, Lisa and I sitting up again. The dooby was relit, the melting ice in the glasses tinkled as we drank and the party resumed. Our last Union We trouped back downstairs not much later. Lisa hit the shower while Cheryl and I laid out the bedrolls, put away the tarp and so on. I put the Fleetwood Mac LP on the stereo, keeping it low. Cheryl sat down in the recliner and sighed deeply. "What's wrong?" I asked. "Oh, nothing really", she replied. "It's just I'm high and got to thinking about going home, back to real life, you know." Standing, then pulling the silk robe over her head, soft breasts jutting proudly in the dim light. Quietly, she said,"I need to rinse this off before I give it back to Roo. I got my goo on it." She stood there looking at the robe in her arms I sat on the couch, patting the cushion beside me. "Come here, girl" I commanded. "Oh Ted, I can't sit there, I'm all gooey." I pulled her down on my lap. I felt wetness on my thighs as I hugged this wonderful, sentimental girl with the big heart, so human, so soft, so lovely. The shower went off. I asked her if she wanted to wash off with me. She nodded, then hugged me tight again. Lisa appeared in the doorway, silently looking at me. I smiled and flicked my eyes toward Cheryl. The little blonde came over and sat next to us in her fresh T-shirt, smelling of powder. Cheryl straightened, saying, "Allright, you're clean, I'm not, let's go." We got up and went to the bathroom. Lisa sprawled back on the couch, smiling, an arm drooping over the back, utterly relaxed. I left the door to the bathroom open. There was a steady breeze through the window, billowing the shower curtain. I got the water right, and we climbed in. We soaped each other and rinsed, then turned and kissed under the spray. It was a long, satisfying kiss, neither urgent or languid, just the kiss we wanted. I held her bottom in my hands while she cupped my face, tilting her head back to reach me. I could feel her wet breasts and belly against me as the water got cooler and cooler. Finally we broke, and I shut off the water. As the water gurgled down the drain, Cheryl asked, "can I sleep in with you for a while? I'd really like that." I thought about when Roo and her mom might get home. It wasn't yes or no to me, I was more thinking of timing. Cheryl hastily went on,"See, it's our last chance alone together, I just wanted a little more time, that's all. but if you don't want to..." I cut in then, explaining my thoughts on the timing, and concluding,"Come on to bed girl, let's cuddle!" Then came the Big Grin,"Now you're talking, boy!" She and I came into the living room, waking Lisa and putting her on the guest bed. She curled up in a ball and was out again. The record had stopped. I switched off the stereo and turned to Cheryl and stretched my hand out to her. Naked as jaybirds we went to my bedroom, turned down the sheets and climbed in. We laid on our backs, watching the fan blades swirl, illuminated only by the nightlight. Cheryl said, "I've got to remember to clean that robe in the morning." I said,"Yeah, you said it got all gooey." She chuckled,"Well it's hard to keep a girl's composure, seeing what I saw up there." Then the words came tumbling out."God, I got so wet, watching you and Lise. I knew just what she was feeling, every minute. She has trouble getting there, you know, cumming? I mean, it's harder for her, she really needs a patient guy. I knew she wasn't going to get there with out a little help. Did you see me?" I nodded, remembering,"Yeah, that put me on over, I couldn't help it. I was feeling what you were doing from the inside. She about strangled my guy." Cheryl took my limpness in her hand. "Poor baby," she cooed,"did you get choked?" Then so softly I almost didn't hear her, she said,"I came too, you were looking right at me, remember?" I matched the look she had tonight with the visage at the pond, the smokiness in her expression fading, the slackness appearing, the flood. I said,"I wondered, the way you were looking at me. I thought that was familiar. did you cum hard? I didn't hear you." Cheryl considered a moment, then,"You didn't see my other hand, kiddo. I had one on Lisa, one on me and I was staring at you. I wasn't too left out, OK?" She leaned up on her side and kissed me then. My cock, still in her hand, stirred. "May I?" she whispered. I nodded, and her head trailed down to rest on my belly. Her soft tongue gently licked my very tip, causing me to grow. she didn't move, allowing me to fill her mouth as my arousal increased. With her hand, she cupped my balls, just squeezing, then trailing her nails over them. I reached down, softly running my fingers up and down her hips. There was no hurry, no deadlines. Gradually, she took my whole shaft into her mouth. I could feel her breath on my balls. than a slow retreat, only to return. I felt her throat working my head, swallowing and constricting. I pulled on her hip, guiding her until she swung her thigh over my head. I scooted down on the bed to where her furrow was just above my nose. Kissing her, blowing on her pubes, I smelled that shower fresh pussy, intermingled with arousal. cheryl's hole was already wet and her lips hung open. She shivered as I pulled a lip into my mouth and tongued it. She raised up from me for a minute."Ted?" she asked,"Sometimes I pee a little bit when I cum, OK? If you don't want that, then I'll stop you when I get close. Just don't want to be rude." I made no reply, just pulled her back down. my hands held that full round ass, my fingers facing each other on her inner cheeks, I tugged again, bringing her ass to my face. Softly, I licked her ass, rimming her hole, making her shiver. I heard,"Ooh, what are you doing, that's nice, yeah!" from above. Her ass undulated and she pressed down more firmly. i tilted my head back so I could breath and licked from hole to hole, making her jerk and buck. She gave up her assault on my cock, unable to concentrate. She raised up on her arms, absorbing the pleasure from below. I reached up her back,then descended her sides to cup those marshmellow breasts and pouty tips. I pulled gently on them then scratched her tits from base to nipples. I felt her hole contract around my tongue and she scrunched back to avail her clit to me. As I moved forward to assail it, juices washed my face and I could hear her softly moaning, then talking. "Oh shit, Baby, I'm flooding you down there I'm sorry here stop a minute, just a minute, put this towel under you god I'm soakin'". She raised up and reached a towel on the nightstand, passing it back."here, take this, can you see?" Settling anew on her haunches." That better? Um, yeah, there, OK, right there pull on my tits sweetie oooh my clit, SUCK ON IT!" I felt her thighs trembling, the soft baby fat slick on my cheeks. I tongued her pussy, hole to clit. She kept trying to get me to stay on her clit alone. "Honey oh please do eat it, take it in I want it bad ok please? I promise to tell you when I'm starting to cum, damn suck, ok suck." Her voice almost frantic with need. Succumbing to her entreaties, I pulled her clit into my mouth, clamping my lips at the base and drawing up, teasing the tip with my tongue. sucking as I would want to be sucked. Hips jerking now, my hands returning to her flanks to hold her still while I assailed her senses. There was only whimpering from above now, her need beyond words. My nose was stopped up from the constant pouring of her open needful vagina. Still I suckled, drawing air in gasps, knowing that if I suffocated, what better way to go? Her voice, strong and firm, all woman. "Baby, I'm there ok it's now can't wait warning you need to stop or drown I'm telling you baby? baby? oh yeah, OH YEAH OH NOW GOD YES LOVE IT OOOoooh!!! Slickness and salt. Going gentle on her clit, massaging her ass as she trembled and gushed on me. Drinking her hot piss as it boiled out of her. A keening sound coming and going as her thighs clamped me in a world of total humidity. Juice in my ear, tickling. Thighs spreading, her voice,"Are you ok Hon I'm still going can you FEEL IT oh god AGAIN easy,easy in my hole yes lick there baby my clit's on FIRE oh ok yes yes". Thighs on my ears, hips jerking, me holding on. Then.....Tremors subsiding. Cheryl falls prostrate, her head between my knees. Our breath coming in gasps. Sweat trickling down her ass, which is all I can see. A gushy wet sound of her womanhood as she stretches her legs. A whisper."ARE you still alive Baby?" Talking to the swollen pussy in my face, I reply," Yes, but are you? Wow!" The limp body above said,"Oh yes Honey, VERY alive, Meeow! I'm going to get off you. I'm sure you'd like to breath, huh?" The ass disappears, free breathing restored. I snort and clear my nose, find a dry spot on the hapless towel and wipe out my ear. Her voice in the dark."Baby? Come put it in me, do you want to. A dick would be just the thing." I see her laying there now. On her back, thighs parted, knees up. The eternal siren call to all mankind. Covering her, easing into her without guidance, gliding in her tightness, fullness achieved. Finally, face to face with my lover. She undulated her walls gently milking from within, kissing me, tasting herself, rocking those impossibly round hips. Pulling down more firmly as my excitement mounts, clamping me, her prisoner, forcing the outcome. I lean down to nibble a nipple trying to forstall the inevitable. Would but it could, this would be my eternal heaven, Lord, I'm counting the Thirty Nine Golden Stairs now, may each landing be a lifetime. "Tell me what you're feeling baby" Her breathlessness breaks my reverie. "Talk to me, OK? Share, can you, give me your mind, do feel me, huh, do you want to cum in my pussy you do don't you, don't wanna wait, so talk to me!" I'm driving into her now. I'm a caveman, my need beyond words. Each thrust pushes her down into the mattress. I'm breeding this bitch. I tell her so. I like seeing her tits bouncing up and down her chest, her hands clinging to my arms as I force her submission, our torsoes smacking together wetly with each collision. I lay down on her and with both hands grab her ass cheeks and just rut. Yeah, just fucking rut. That last step is here and so am I. Submit ,you soft bitch as I fill your quim with a million of me. Here's the canyon and I'm, I'm oh I'm going baby, hold on , you're so good, pull down on me, yeah just LIKE THAT. The torrents howl in my head. Stygian wonders of light and refraction spin and bedazzle, recede once again. My seed is milked and accepted unquestioned, she kisses me deeply, then deeply again. Cheryl and I watch the storm depart in each other's eyes. "Wow," she said softly. "Are you here, am I here?" I couldn't talk yet. Earth was a far away place for me. I wanted to stay where I was. We rolled onto our sides, me still buried deep within her. We slept. My Instant Sisters Ch. 04 Author's note. I'm continuing Cheryl's story from the long email she sent. I really haven't changed much, other than puntuation and spell check. She's also the authoress of 'My Instant Sisters, part II'. Rereading this made me realize what a humorous and introspective girl she was then as well as now. I recommend reading through the other stories as well, since subsequent chapters build on the previous. Cheryl continues: After that wonderful night, we had some boring days. We stayed over at Scott's and played with the baby. Went swimming at the community pool the next day. We were ready to go back to Ted and Roo's though. That baby cried all night, slept all day. My second kid was like that. I forgot how tired you get when you got to deal with that, especially for months! Scott and his wife had this stroller that looked nice. A neighbor had given it to them,and Lisa had left it out in front of the carport when she carried the baby in. Well, you guessed it, Scott backed over it the next morning. So after we went back to the apartment, Mom and Roo went out and got another stroller. And that was the start of the Helicopter night, as Lisa used to call it. She called it that not too long ago on the phone when I was talking to her. She STILL remembers it. Now, her life hasn't been what I call smooth sailing by any means. Right now, she's single again and I hope she stays that way for a while. I guess the only good thing in all this to report about her is that no one's never found out about Helicopter night. It's been our secret all these twenty five years. It's funny, how sometimes bad events, (or at least not good ones) lead to something great. Yeah Ted, it was great, OK? If the stroller hadn't gotten run over, everyone would have been home. If it hadn't rained like it did, then Roo and Mom would've been back before 'Fantasy Island' was over. So, you see what I mean. The night was not a planned event, not at all! And, you know, a lot of times, that's when it's best. No one knows what'll happen next! Lisa knew something was up between Ted and me. She kept working it, asking me this and that, and honestly being a pest. When she took a shot in the dark by saying she knew we'd done it, I just didn't deny it. When we were at the pool, I finally told her what was up, you know, about the bike ride night. I was still floating along from that and acting kinda dreamy. So, I told her some details and what happened. I told Lise, to keep quiet (obviously!) or I'd pound her. She has kept that promise all through the years. Anyway, we were at the pool and some guys kept bothering us, especially me. I was all grown up looking, compared to poor Lise. Roo and I got the child bearing hips and the deep chests. After Mom had me, she divorced and met this other man. Then she remarried in a rush and, you got it, Lisa was born. We're half sisters. Her dad had to be tied down in a windstorm, so the same with Lise. I mean, I think she's pretty and all that, but especially with her bikini on she looks really young. That can be frustrating, cause just like at the pool that day, guys walked right past her to talk to me. It made me mad, cause I could tell she was hurt. She tried not to let on and was a trooper about it. Ted, to his credit, treated her like an adult, like a woman. He flirted back with Lise just like he did with me. When Lisa realized he could be had, after our talk, she was just waiting for the chance. I remember her coming into the bedroom and fondling him while I was drying his hair. I think that was her signal to him that she wanted to carry things a bit farther. As soon as she heard Mom and Roo weren't coming home that night, she sat right down and rolled a dooby on the spot. Ted had gone up on the roof to see if there was anywhere dry to sit, and Lisa asked me if I minded if she had some fun. That was about the extent of the planning. The other thing, and we had a good laugh over this, is that Lisa told me she'd gotten all worked up on the couch. She was about to jump Ted's bones right then and there 'til the phone rang. Of course, I wanted to know what was going on, and we ended up comparing notes. No wonder Ted had a shit eating grin! To his credit, that was pretty talented, tweaking us both at once. Kinda like rubbing your stomach and patting your head. On the Roof Ted had found a good dry spot where we could lay out the sleeping bags to sit on. it was right over the apartment, there at the front. We could look over a little wall and watch down the street if we wanted to. We were smoking the dooby when that helicopter zoomed over. I thought they only flew that low in Vietnam. Ted said that normally the chopper didn't come by that close, we were just lucky! It went and flew around the projects across the expressway for a while. We settled back down after that and Lise began putting the moves on Ted. It was real casual, you know because they'd kiss, then we'd laugh about something. It wasn't some big heavy thing. Ted's good at putting people at ease with themselves. He wasn't pushy, just let the cards fall as they may. She was getting to him pretty good though. They got into it heavy and I was feeling left out until I saw his guy was wedged sideways in his shorts. I thought that was probably not too comfortable, so I took his shorts off. I was real tempted to put my mouth on him, but decided I would be intruding on Lisa's time. I'd told Lise that Ted gave good face, so I wasn't surprised when she decided to test it out. She told me later it was OK, but she wanted to have the whole thing. Of course,seeing his rocket waving around was more than I could bear. I gave him some zingers with my nails, you know, gently scratching him, while he was tongue loving Lise. I liked the control! Making him jerk and push himself against my hand got me swampy in a hurry. I think Lisa was embarrassed to do the act right in front of me, at least at first. It's one thing to talk about it, but it's another to just go public. I think that's why she asked me to kiss Ted, so I wouldn't be watching her. I never did ask, I mean she could have just been sweet for all I know. But once she'd packed him in her, she was a sight. She's a size one OK? And Ted's a normal sized guy. She could barely move and I think she hurt some at least at first. But she was proud. I could see it. Here's the thing I've been leading up to. Ted, pay attention. You were numero uno, the first to be in her belly. You didn't know that 'til now, did you? No she didn't bleed, cause she ripped in gymnastics back in middle school. But yeah guy, you. That's why the things I said to you, and I'm proud you remembered! Her staying on top was a good thing. I know this isn't some great romantic read, but to a girl this is an important event. Lise was able to do the driving and start enjoying herself, which she did do. She was not experienced, so I helped her on a little with my hand. I grabbed her butt and rocked her forward and back so she could see how it felt. She picked right up on that. I played with Ted's balls some, but then I saw he was going to pop if I kept on. This was a first for me too, 'cause I'd never been right there when two people were doing it. You see it in the porn movies and read about it sometimes. I just didn't think it happened in the real world. Of course, it would have been more out there if it wasn't my sister, but still it was a rush! It was an important time for Lisa. I could see her face as it registered some of the feelings she was discovering. It took me back to my first time and I was kinda jealous. The guy I was with didn't take it seriously. He got some blood on his white pants and the night was over. Watching Ted and Lise enjoying each other did my heart good. Then Lise found her G spot and it was a whole new world. She started talking sex stuff, getting into it big time. I saw how excited both of them were, and I got just as excited. I just gushed. I mean I knew exactly what Lisa was feeling and I could tell that Ted wanted to cum really bad, it wouldn't be much longer. Lisa was facing straight up at the moon. she looked like a Greek nymph, her eyes closed and I knew her time was coming, (cumming?). But I think especially with the newness of what was going on to her, she wasn't going to get there before Ted. He was doing her breasts and she was liking that fine. I reached under me and got my fingers wet and then leaned over and diddled her clit. I was stoned and it was pure inspiration. Everyone went off at once. I could feel both of them cumming with my hand. Lise was having spasms down there and Ted's cock was pulsing on the back of my hand. He popped out, still going and I jacked him on 'til he was done. We kinda came together, I had him in my hand and he was looking into my eyes when I came too! I couldn't help it, I needed the release just as much. We had intermission after that. Recover, get our senses back, smoke a little. I'd gooed all over the robe, Lisa's shirt blew into a puddle. Ted smelled like pussy from head to toe. Finally, we went downstairs. Lisa had to pull her shirt on, in case we saw anyone, so she went right to the shower. It was getting late. I didn't want the night to be over. We showered after Lise. Luckily, she didn't hog all the hot water, she just got in and out. We soaped each other up which was erotic. Then we had a long kiss while we were still lathered up and slippery. I started wondering if I could do him in the shower. He was interested, I could tell. He wasn't raving hard, but life was returning! He rinsed me off with the shower massager, saving my pussy for last. He finally took aim at that and I about jumped out of the tub. I took it from him and adjusted it down some. I leaned back against him and let the spray tease my clit. Ted held me and fondled my breasts and nibbled my neck. Oh, I was going places until the water started going cold. Anyway, we got out and tucked Lisa in. She gave Ted a big wet kiss and went out like a light. It was so cute! We went to the front bedroom, went in and turned back the sheets together. It felt strange laying down in Roo's bed. Her housedress was hanging on the back of the door and there were pictures on the nightstand. I almost got up right then. I love my sister and I knew she'd be real hurt about what we'd been doing, and what I still wanted to do. But it wasn't like I was stealing him, more like just borrowing him. I liked the fact that he'd been around the block once and was used to handling a woman. Listen, there are a lot of guys that are all blow and no go. I knew sooner or later I'd find a decent guy, (and I did) but in the meantime, I wanted a repeat of the pond night. Just to make sure it was real. We laid there together like marrieds, just cuddling and kissing. Then I reared up and gave him a scorcher of a kiss. We were both kinda sleepy I think, and I wanted to get the ball rolling. Ted did wake up then. I moved down and sucked him hard. Then he pulled my butt over his face and gave me a real thrill ride. He licked my whole butt, everywhere he could reach! I didn't know how sensitive I was all over back there. I got real turned on, I remember that. And I did warn him if he kept it up I'd flood him. Whenever I cum really hard, my bladder leaks some. I know that that's pretty common, I just didn't want to gross him out when I exploded! He kept at it, doing a real good job. I got so carried away. I'd forgotten about the sex talk stuff, but I remember just grinding my pussy into his face when I came and came and came! When I got my senses back, Ted was on top, with my butt in his hands, really doing me. It was a real good feeling, him needing me that bad. It was like I was the last girl on earth. You couldn't have drug him off me with a tractor. What I really enjoyed is knowing he could make love to me the way he wanted to. I mean, he'd been gentle with Lise and enjoyed it, OK? But as he was getting ready to come, he was all animal, I was the only thing in his life. He didn't have to worry about hurting me, being a full grown girl, just focus on the pleasure. We knew that would be it for us. I went back to the other bedroom, I was really bushed. Ted was already asleep. I set the alarm so he'd get up and around before Mom and Roo returned. I didn't go drain or anything. Just crawled in with Lise and that was it. Ok, I'm going to wrap this up. It's grey outside my window and I can't believe I stayed up doing this. The ashtray's full and the same CD's been playing since 3AM. Ted, you can edit this next out if you want and replace it with some sort of romantic stuff, cause I'm tired! We left Sunday. Those church bells were ringing down the street when we pulled out, waving our goodbyes. Lisa was driving, Mom was in back, getting her leg propped up. Lise and I wanted to give Ted some scorching kisses bye, but it didn't happen. Don't you hate it when you know something's over, it'll never happen again and there's nothing you can do about it? Lise and I were both grumpy as we went over to the expressway and got on. Mom was rattling on about home, what she wanted to cook, how she missed the dogs and things. About the time we crossed the Georgia line, I looked back. Mom was asleep. I nudged Lise as I reached in my pocketbook. She looked over as I pulled out Ted's favorite pair of shorts. We both cracked up. I've taken trophies ever since! Author's Epilogue That's Cheryl note pretty much in it's entirety. I did wonder what happened to my cut offs, now I know. It finally came out about Cheryl and myself some years later. The marriage was ending, but it did add a lot of bitterness to the mix. I did see Cheryl one more time, four years later. She had a son and another on the way and seemed happy. She wasn't quite the easygoing girl I remembered, but kids tend to speed your life up. Now she lives in Florida and in her words, has "gotten old, fat and camera shy!" Lisa wandered into a tough life. She seemed to attract the bottom feeders and woman beaters. She's also in Florida now, just taking it easy. I haven't talked to her or written her. Word is to everyone, she just wants to be left alone. I hope you readers have enjoyed this little series. Like I said, most of it is based on fact. Some of the surrounding circumstances were altered, but I tried to stay true to the memories I've written about, to help me remember in the future. By the way, this story, Parts I and III are the first things I've ever written in my life. My editing of Part One was about nonexistent and I called Cheryl Ann once or twice, (she uses her middle name these days) and the spelling was horrible. But bear with me, there's more on the way! -puppop My Instant Sisters We pulled our helmets off, the sudden quiet amplifying the cooling ticking of the motor. Than we could here the frogs begin chorusing anew and swallows just coming out in the still air. Cheryl looked around in wonder before turning to me with a questioning look. "This is my swimming hole, girl. Do you like it?" I asked. "Oh yes", she breathed, "it's really nice!" I sat on the shore and lit some cigarettes, handing one to her. I pulled my shirt off and mopped my brow. "When I get done with this", I said, indicating my smoke," I'm gonna take a nice cool dip and you're welcome to join me if you want. Than we need to head on back." Cheryl nodded and continued to gaze across the pond. There were ripples where fish were rising to catch water bugs as the cicadas dueled with the frogs. I stubbed out the butt and stood. Kicking off my boots, I pulled my socks off, then my jeans. I heard her say,"There goes the shoes, there go the socks, there goes his, uh .........pants." I turned to look at her. She had gotten up while I was disrobing and was now watching me with keen interest. I lowered my underwear, feeling her gaze touch me. "I saw you, you know, the first night we got here." she said, color rising in her cheeks."I was in the hall when you were, you know," exasperation evident in her voice,"Aw shit, when you were jacking off. I watched." A pause. I was thunderstuck. It must have showed. "Oops, shouldn't have said that, huh?" alarm in her voice. It came rushing back to me. The creak in the floor! It had been her! My mind was reeling. She looked at me uncertainly. I turned and dove into the pond. I had no answers, just swim, be in the moment. I paddled out to the middle. My splashing had quieted the animals and in the sudden silence I turned around just in time to see Cheryl dive in. I swam back to where I could stand on the bottom and watched as she paddled towards me. She drew near and paddled in place. "I didn't mean to embarrass you" she said. "I didn't want you to feel shy, since I've already seen you. I guess I didn't need to tell all?" I reflected on her question."How did it make you feel, to watch me?" Ann smiled then, that big smile. "The same as if you saw me do it, I guess". It hit me in a flash! She KNEW I was there the other night! She interrupted my surprise, "Listen, can I hold on to you? I can't touch bottom here." I motioned, and she was in my arms. She placed her hands on my shoulders and I let my hands drift to that soft young bottom and pulled her in close. She kissed me on the lips, a short hi there kind of kiss. The next kiss was longer and our lips parted, tongues getting acquainted. I heard her sharp intake of breath as my cock hardened against her belly. She began kissing me more fervently as I caressed her soft buoyant tits, feeling her nipples harden. She spread her legs wide and tied her ankles around my back. Then, she reached down and grasped my maleness in her soft hand the very moment I found the slickness of her inner folds. We gasped together, then laughed. "Whew, this is getting out of hand" she said, "we're supposed to be swimming!" Cheryl unwrapped those long thighs from around me and swam off closer to shore. I followed and grabbed her foot as she was swimming. She yelped and we started wrestling playfully and splashing each other. We got to an area where she could stand on the bottom. I felt the muck between my toes and idly remembered a fiction piece I'd read in Easyriders magazine about some guy getting his cock bitten off by a snapping turtle in a pond. Don't know why, just did. As we caught our breath, I came up behind Cheryl and wrapped my arms around her. She sighed and reached up behind her to lace her hands about my neck. We could see the half moon glimmering through a row of cedars at pond's edge. An errant breeze flitted across the water and an old bullfrog bellowed nearby. "This is just wonderful", she murmured, then "Mmmm" as my hands went from her flanks to cup her soft orbs. She undulated her hips gently side to side, smooth roundness brushing my swollen cock. "I want you" she said, ‘I want you soon, I need it." I whispered in her ear, "I can think of nothing else, babe." I pinched her taut nipples gently and slid a hand slowly down her belly, marveling at the smoothness, the roundness as I reached her cleft. Her clit was erect enough to take between my thumb and finger. Her hands tightened around my neck. "Ooooo, gentle, OK? I'm REAL sensitive for some reason" ending in a throaty chuckle. She breathed hard through her nose, unwound her hands from my neck and turned to face me. "I need to get out OK? " I nodded and she grasped my cock and led the way to shore. I arranged our clothes so we could sit on them as we dried. Cheryl got out two cigarettes and my lighter. I watched her light them, her eyes squinted against the smoke. She reached over, handing me one with a smile. She gave my rod a friendly shake. We looked out over the water and the darkening skies. The frogs began moaning on our side of the pond. "This is so nice" she said huskily. "I want this time to last forever. Do you?" she asked glancing sideways at me. "If it could last for all time, it wouldn't be long enough" I replied and truly meant it. There are those moments in life that transcend anything that anyone could purposefully conjure. When everything melds, all is at peace. A trusting silence descended on us. I propped back on my elbow and regarded this lovely creature with wet straggly hair and chipped fingernail polish. I watched the rise and fall of her naked breasts as she smoked and her finger as she idly twisted a pube. Then I watched that finger dip into her still swollen folds and rub contentedly to and fro. Quietly now, she said "Taste me?" I nodded and her finger fled her pussy to be thrust into my mouth. There again was that clean grassy smell of a needful woman to which there is no immunity. Gently, I laid her down on our strewn clothing. I lowered my head to her core and breathed the muskiness in. I could smell our cigarette's dying embers and feel a breeze come up on my naked ass. I tongued her so softly, just parting the luxuriant fur making her jerk her hips up, wanting more. A swift kiss to her parting, a trickle of tongue between inner and outer lips. Subdued moan from above. Cars going by on the road, headlights on now, see the forest in flashes. I rose up to finally nibble those beautiful pointed tits. I suckled while she reached under to caress my balls. She scraped her nails up my shaft and I moaned. Returning to my earlier crime to find the muskiness more pungent, more girl wetness than pond water. Playful licks and nips at her clit. Long deliberate swooshes down the slick cleft, only to return. Teasing can go both ways. Feeling the first tremblings and stopping. Resuming. Ann's hips off the ground now, desperate in her need. Licking her ass, the spot between then plunging hot tongue into frothy hole. Her slime coating her thighs, my cheeks, hips spasmodic. Her voice low and guttural "You MUST let me CUM...SOON, I'm LOSING MY MIND. EAT MY CLIT dear God PLEEEEASE." I took her cunt into my mouth, it's swollen contours defined, her clit at urgent attention begging for release. I lolled my tongue up and down her slit, finally drawing her clit in and sucking it like a cock. Cheryl's body went rigid, relief at hand! At that moment we heard a car door slam. We watched as two fisherman came into the clearing we had hastily vacated. One of my boots was on the shore somewhere. In the darkness we tracked our unwanted guests by their cigarette embers alternately glowing and waning. We heard them talking as they slowly made two trips with their gear to the opposite side of the pond. Cheryl was fidgeting by my side. "What's wrong?" I whispered. "I've got to pee!" she hissed back. "Well ,squat and go then, they won't hear". "What about poison ivy?" I led her back into a thicket, pine needles sticking to our feet. "Don't leave, stay with me" she whispered. She hunkered over and gushed in the grass, turning me to face her. As she pissed, she took my cock in her mouth, tonguing the tip, then throating my shaft. Her soft hand enveloped me, pulling and pushing. Then she stood, smiling. " I've always wanted to do that" she whispered, "It's a turn on isn't it?" For answer, I spread my legs until we were level pelvis to pelvis and pulled her against me. I rubbed my aching cock up Cheryl's sopping wet pussy and barely penetrated her. I wrapped my hands around her ass, keeping her still. Toying at her entrance, I rubbed on her high, feeling her clit on the back of my shaft. She gasped and tried to squirm,"No, lets wait. You need to stop. I'm, OH HELL just put it in NOW. Faster, please, ALL OF IT!" Her head lolled back, her breath hissing from clenched jaws as our thighs collided wetly. I grabbed her ass again, it was slick with juices. With one finger, I pressed on her soaked rosebud. I never felt a pussy that wet get that tight. I could feel myself going, feel the wetness fleeing from my cock as I struggled to maintain. My balls hurt with each slap against her sticky thighs. Ann's tits spun in little circles with each collision. I could still hear the fisherman talking across the way and the frogs sung at fever pitch. Suddenly, Cheryl's eyes flew open, and staring deep into my eyes, she came. And shared her deepest pleasure with me. Our eyes still open, I covered her mouth with mine to muffle her scream. Her body arched and her soft ass shook as she soaked me to the knees. With a last stroke, my balls tightened almost excruciatingly, I flung myself over the precipice and it was her turn to smother me. We fell entangled to the ground, exhausted. I became aware of the hum of mosquitos and the moon was now above the cedars. I took my shirt to water's edge to wet and clean us up. Cheryl was spent. She lay quietly in the grass as I bathed her, shivering when I spread those long graceful thighs and gently dabbed her vagina and rump. She grabbed my hand and held it to her breast. "No matter what, I needed this, and I'll always remember" she said softly. Her eyes were luminous in the dim light and she searched my face for a response. I sighed and said, " This was the most magical night I've ever had, Cheryl. Thank you." I sat her up and hugged her. I never wanted the embrace to end. The time was long past for us to resume mortal life. I found my boot, but we lost her hairbrush out there somewhere. I wiped the dew from the seat of the bike. We mounted and roared off, much to the surprise of those same fisherman. Stopped at a Tenneco and got a comb to untangle our still wet heads. Then down the road towards home. Chasing the shadows from the street lamps. Home, and people who had been there a good while wondering where we were. Just a postscript here. I emailed this to Cheryl, who is now a mother of three down in Florida to see if she minded my submitting this. Actually, I was curious if she remembered this time so long ago or if it meant much to her. To my astonishment, she wrote me back with her version of the events. I must confess her memory is superior to mine and there are a lot of things she never told me. She said to spell check it and tidy it up, (she wrote the whole thing in one sitting!) and send her version in under my name. We're chatting via email now after not communicating for over twenty years. Thanks Literotica!