Since puberty, I had always fantasised about my friends sister. Her name was Sarah, she was 18 years old (like me), blonde hair, blue eyes, tanned, D-cup and a great body, all the curves in the right place.
She was my best mate, Dan's, twin sister. He told me she had a crush on me, which gave me confidence. I knew that whatever it took I was going to fuck her one way or another. I had been over to Dan's place on many occasion so I had had the chance to sniff Sarah's panties quite a lot, she smelt divine, I only hoped she tasted better, one day I took my chance.
It was a warm, sticky mid-January night. There was no way I was going to get any sleep, for I was too depressed and lonesome. Suddenly an interesting and rather tempting thought crept into my head, an idea which I had frequently pondered over in the previous weeks. To be honest, this thought aroused me, especially down below.