I had lusted over Ursula for about four years. All through my puberty and late teenage years she was my number one fantasy. Late at night I would masturbate to pictures of her I stole from my step-sisters bedroom. From day one when she walked into our living room with Becky, my step-sister, I was completely obsessed with her.
Ursula and Becky were two years older than me. Two years is nothing when you reach your mid-twenties but may as well be a hundred years when you're a teenager.
I could smell her perfume as she sat down next to me on the couch chatting about teenage girl stuff with Becky. I could smell the scent of her shampoo on her straight blonde, shoulder-length hair and my gaze was transfixed upon the immaculate skin of her naked thigh as she crossed her legs wearing frayed denim mini-skirt and a tight white low-cut t-shirt revealing ample bosom. She was still only a teenager then but to me she was already a woman and totally out of my reach.
I would never have expected that five years later I would be sliding my cock inside her dripping wet cunt from behind as I held her by the hips...
She was a tease for sure. A very confident girl whom my sister looked up to and admired. Becky was a follower, although certainly not as attractive as Ursula she was always number two when you saw them together. Ursula with her Scandinavian allure. Blue eyes, blonde hair, big breasted, leggy goddess. Immaculate curves, never a skinny girl but meat in all the right places. For a teenage boy she was a wet dream - in fact just to be clear - she was a temptation for any guy at any age. She always looked years older even in her school uniform she never looked like a child. Every day she would wear a short tight mini-skirt to show off her long beautiful legs. In first term after summer, she would be wonderfully tanned and I always fantasized about running my hand over that gorgeous flesh. Watching her ass move from side to side in those tight skirts above those amazing legs was a dream, the buttocks pressing through the material suggestively.
Her maturity in looks and personality was always the reason why Becky adored her so. Becky, my step-sister on my father side. Her dark long curly hair, brown eyes and petite figure. I always thought she could be broken in two so easily with her slight frame - jokingly I could pick her up and throw her around with ease much to her disgust. She was pretty for sure and never had a problem finding a date, but she was my sister of course, so Ursula was my obsession.
Ursula was very aware of my affection for her and she loved to tease and flirt with me openly as she knew it would embarrass me and make me blush - I was so sensitive back then. Blowing kisses at me when we passed in the school corridors or licking her lips seductively before falling into pits of laughter with the other girls. I know I wasn't the only one that received this treatment however which made me feel better.
There were rumours floating around for a while that Ursula had become involved with one of our high-school teachers whilst she was in her final year. Nothing was ever confirmed however. This was all forgotten about anyway when she started dating Tony Alderson - the popular, good-looking rich kid one year senior to Becky and Ursula who lived on the next street from us. Not a bad guy but he became my most despised person on the planet for many years until due to work commitments he was forced to drop out of a summer trip to Spain they'd been planning all winter. Bad luck for him, but this would turn out to be amazing for me.
Having finally left school at age 19 I had been working all summer long in a seasonal fruit factory and had filled up my bank account quite nicely and was delighted when Becky asked me whether I'd like to take Tony's place on the trip. the thought of two weeks in the sun with beaches, swimming pools and Ursula in bikinis excited me and I hastily agreed.
The holiday was everything you would expect - lounging around the swimming pool getting drunk in the sun, partying at night. I had become a lot more self-confident by then and had gained some experience with one or two girlfriends but Ursula was still a major fantasy. I didn't see much of her after she left school but all the flirtations and teasing returned when we were in Spain except this time, I was confident at returning them. In the first week whilst lying around the pool, Ursula rose from her lounger declaring she was going for a shower. As she bent over to collect her book, I watched the red satin gusset of her bikini thong slip between her buttocks and I whistled slowly exclaiming "that's the best view I've seen all summer!" Becky immediately retorted with shock and dismay "Shut the fuck up Jason, you fucking pervo!" Ursula just smiled at me and blew another of her flirtatious kisses.
I wasn't the only guy watching as she slowly walked towards the hotel. That ass shaking from side to side magnificently, her nipples pressing through her bikini bra.
It wasn't until the final night however, when my dreams finally came true.
As usual we were out at the one of the local clubs partying with lots of drinks and lots of loud music. As this was the last night, we partied hard and long into the night. I had been chatting up a brunette girl from London all week and was buying her drinks all night, things were looking promising for me. Becky and Ursula were getting lots of attention from a variety of guys but they both seemed more interested in having a fun girl's night - dancing and laughing with each other, cuddling and knocking back shots at the bar. Becky looked great, her hair tied back in a ponytail, short skirt, heels, loose blouse, red lipstick and mascara highlighting her big brown eyes. Ursula also in heels wearing only a short, thin, low-cut flowery summer dress. Both of them magnificently tanned.
I lost track of them both as the night passed and disappointingly, Clara, the girl I was with suddenly felt unwell and left leaving me on my own and quite a few quid poorer.
Oh well, I thought, I guess I should get back to the hotel anyway. It was almost 3am and our flight was in little over ten hours.
I was drunk for sure but what would happen next when I returned to the hotel was delightfully sobering.
We had adjoining rooms at the hotel, originally Ursula would share one room with Tony and Becky would sleep in the other however when I joined the party it became Ursula and Becky leaving me with adjoining room to myself. Good deal, had I gotten lucky with a stranger, but I was about to get luckier.
I stripped down to my boxers when I opened the door and never even bothered to turn on the lights. I thought a swift wank in the shower and I would crash easily however as I was making my way to the bathroom, I heard voices from my sister's room. I made my way to the adjoining room and noticed it was slightly open and dark inside. I was about to drunkenly barge in and shout "Boo!" as a lame drunken prank but I realised something was happening inside that I would be foolish to disturb so suddenly.
