My wife's sister Cassie was 19 and finishing her first year of college. Due to having a college budget, for her spring break that year she had decided to spend half of it back home with her parents, and the other half visiting my wife and me. Saturday was her last day with us; she was going to have to make the drive back later that afternoon. My wife had a big project she was working on and had to spend the day at work. That left Cassie and I alone for the day.
I was sitting in the Family room watching tv when she walked downstairs and sat on the sofa across from me. We sat and talked during commercials when she brought up her boyfriend. They had been dating for 2months and she said things were going well. Over the years I had known her, she hadn't dated very many guys. She was quite attractive, 5'6, slender, long legs, long naturally curly light brown hair, and green eyes. However, she was pretty quiet and shy and very focused on school. She said she didn't think he was the one and they were just having fun. I smiled and said I'm sure they were having fun. She let me know not too much fun, yet. She then let me know that she actually had never gone all the way with any guy. She said she had thought about it, but wanted her first time to be better than what she had heard from her friends. She really wanted it to be with someone she knew would be gentle with her and had experience. Then she turned red and stared at the floor.
I was shocked that she had told me this. We had always gotten along, but were never that close. I was looking over at her the way her tank top was stretching to cover her amazing 34C breasts and at how great those tight jeans looked. She really had me stirring and wondering if she meant what I thought she meant. She looked up from the floor, her face bright red, she saw I was staring at her and I pointed at myself to see if I was thinking correctly. She smiled and shrugged her shoulders. By this point the blood was draining from my head along with all reasonable thought. I got up and went and sat next to her on the sofa.
Cassie smiled as I sat down and leaned into me, resting her head against my chest. I wrapped my arm around her and looked down brushed my fingers over her cheek. She looked up and I leaned down and my lips touched hers for our first kiss. The sparks flew right away; her lips were so soft as she slowly parted them. She sat up straight and I leaned over to continue our kiss. My lips parting and my tongue gently running over hers, while a soft moan escaped me. One of my hands gently ran over her tank top, getting my first feel of her breasts. Her bra was holding them in place and I could feel it give a little as I started to softly squeeze. She leaned forward slightly, pushing her breasts into my hand, I could feel her heart beating as I played gently with them. At this point I was feeling as nervous as she was, hoping it would be the experience she had waited for.
I broke our kiss and slid down to the floor so I was kneeling between her legs. My hands ran up the side of her body, pushing her tank top up slowly. I leaned in and kissed the soft skin of her now exposed little tummy. I slid her tank top higher, until it was up over her breasts. I kissed up her body, each kiss a soft little kiss, my lips barely touching her skin. As I slid her tank top off of her and let it drop to the floor my hands came down over her breasts, tracing gently between them. I looked up at her and she had a very sexy little smile, appearing to enjoy this as much as I was. I looked back down, staring directly at her bra, it was very sexy, white with just a little lace at the top of each cup. I leaned back in and kissed what I could of each breast.
