Hands On Experiences

HANDS ON EXPERIENCES

I was in my sister's kitchen having a morning cup of tea. My sister Rebecca was taking their kids to school, leaving her husband Doug and I alone. He was taking the day off and the plan was for the three of us to spend the day together. I was still wearing my nightgown, intending to have a cup of tea and then take my morning shower. There were some squirrels playing in their back yard and we were watching them through the sliding doors that led to the patio. Doug was sitting at the kitchen table and I was standing beside him, both of us looking through the door at the antics of the squirrels. That's when it all started.

I felt Doug's hand slip under the back of my nightgown onto my panty-covered ass. My little bikini panties didn't cover much and his hand was roaming over my butt cheeks and the cleft between them. It felt good. I should've stopped him, but I didn't. Maybe I was intimidated enamored with Doug; maybe some of both. He was my big sister's husband and he had really been nice to me since I'd met him. I probably would've slapped anyone else who did what he was doing, but since it was Doug, I didn't object. I stood there, both of us watching the squirrels while his hand explored under my nightie. He traced my crack through my panties with his finger and probed between my thighs.

He moved his hand up onto the hollow of my back, touching my sensitive skin. I really liked to be tickled and his fingers were delicately caressing me. He explored up higher on my back, then moved back down to the rise of my butt. His hand roamed over my butt again and slid down my leg, along the back of one thigh, then the other. As his fingers moved higher, they slid under the hem of my panties and grazed the bottom of my ass cheeks. When I didn't object, his hand slid up under my panties and lightly massaged my ass, covering one cheek, my crack, then the other cheek. I was watching the squirrels, but was glassy-eyed over the sensation of Doug's roaming palm over my bare skin.

I didn't object when he pulled my panties down in the back, exposing my cheeks to his further exploration. I moved in response to a slight push of his hand and turned toward him more. His other hand could now enter the action. It slid up the front of my nightie and caressed my stomach, with his fingers exploring my little belly-button. It felt so good. He was being so gentle. He touched the bottom of my breasts.

His hand found the sides of my panties and pulled them lower on my hips. When had them to my knees, they released and fell to my ankles, leaving me uncovered beneath my thin gown. His fingers found the triangle of my pubic hair above my thighs and combed my soft curls. His other hand was lower on my ass, reaching between my legs. I stepped out of my panties with one foot and spread my feet apart, giving him some access to the space between my legs. His fingers probed and touched my pussy-lips, just touching me, not going further.

His other hand was moving up my stomach and tracing a circle on my naked flesh. I felt his touch along my side and then on the side of my breast. He lingered there, felling the soft flesh of my boob while his other hand was between my thighs. I leaned forward just a little, enough to give him better access to my breast and spreading my thighs as well. I'd never had a man, or anyone, make me feel this good. His fingers teased my nipple, flicking across the erect little nub, while his other hand caressed the inside of my thigh, just below my pussy. His hand moved to my other breast, lifting it to feel its firmness. I felt the heat rising in my crotch and spread my legs farther apart, now lewdly opening myself to his erotic touch.

He turned me toward him and pulled me closer. His legs wedged between my knees and he motioned me forward with both hands on my ass. He puts his hands on my breasts and rolled his thumbs over my nipples. We were looking into each other's eyes, no longer concerned with the squirrels. He was wearing a t-shirt and undershorts. The bare skin of his thighs pressed against mine. He put his hand behind my neck and pulled my face down into a kiss. It was a soft, tender kiss at first, but his tongue pushed through my lips and I opened my mouth and touched my tongue to his.

His hand was between my legs, touching my sensitive vulva, sliding a finger along my wet slit, touching my most intimate features. No one had ever touched me this way. I was becoming more aroused with each movement of his hands and with each kiss.

I gasped when his fingers found the entrance to my vagina. He explored the opening, circling the rim and then sliding one finger into me. I kissed him more deeply, responding to his advances. When another finger entered me, I sat down straddling his lap, giving him full access to my hidden secrets. His hand pumped up and down and I responded by rocking my hips on his hand.

He had pulled my nightgown to my shoulders and a buried his face in my breasts. With each light bite on my nipples, a tinge of pleasure rippled through me. I realized that I was getting hotter and hotter and was approaching on orgasm. I lifted my arms and removed my nightgown, now sitting nude on his lap.

I reached between his legs and found the opening in his shorts, then reached in to find a nice erect penis. I almost worshipped Doug and to have him get an erection because of me was very arousing. It fed my female ego and removed any reservations I had about fooling around with my sister's husband. I held his prick and moved my pelvis to align my vagina with the firm erection. I lowered myself onto his dick. It felt so good when it entered me. The sensation of a penis entering my vagina is a truly marvelous feeling. We kissed as we rocked back and forth in a sexual rhythm. I had never contemplated intercourse with Becky's husband, but now that it was happening, it was wonderful.

Doug continued to kiss me and suck on my tits while his hands roamed over my back and my ass. His touched was magic, adding to my pleasure no matter where he touched me. I enjoyed his sensuous efforts. I'd been with other men, but no one had treated me as tenderly a Doug.

We hadn't thought about protection, of course, and now that he was inside me bareback, there was no way we were going to stop. I urged him to come inside me and I soon felt the warm bath of his semen inside my womb. I'd been with other men; they'd used rubbers. He was the first one to come inside me. It was wonderful. His prick spurted over and over, filling me with his seed. I was flushed and my body felt the rush of an orgasm. I gasped and my muscles clenched. My thighs squeezed against him.

He kissed me and we both began to calm down. His penis softened and I felt it and his semen slipping out of me. I stood; my knees were weak. I stepped back and he gazed at my naked body. He kissed one, then the other nipple and we shared a tender kiss.

I heard my sister's car coming into the driveway. I retrieved my nightgown and walked back upstairs to take my shower and get ready for the day. It had started in the most wonderful way. Thoughts of how I had screwed my sister's husband began to gnaw at me. I wondered if Doug would tell her. Should I? Wasn't it his responsibility; he was her husband. But I was her sister. I stood under the shower weighing the possibilities. I needn't have worried. Our day was only beginning.

That evening, Doug and Rebecca got a baby-sitter and we went out to dinner and then a movie. Through dinner, Doug was smiling at me in a different way. I wondered if Becky noticed. Maybe I was imagining it, but he seemed to be acting differently after he had fucked me. Had he told his wife? I noticed that she was drinking a lot of wine and she was tantalizing him with the buttons undone on her blouse. I wasn't looking, but couldn't notice the top of my sister's heaving breasts through the gap in her shirt. She had nice breasts; I'd seen them many times. Watching her tease her husband was very interesting and it was getting me excited too.

His hands were under the table and from the way he moved, I knew he was touching my sister's leg. Seeing them behaving sexually aroused me and along with the wine made me light-headed.

We went to a movie and found seats in the middle of the theater, but far in the row. There were people around us, not close, but not that far. Doug sat between Rebecca and me.

The movie was okay, but kind of silly. With the light flickering from the screen, I could see that Doug's hand was on his wife's knee. She wasn't objecting; they were married and probably did that sort of thing all the time. I'd let my boyfriends feel-me-up too.

What surprised me, though was when Doug's other hand found my knee. I was startled and didn't know how to react. Should I push his hand away? I did, but it came right back. My sister seemed to be focused on the movie, but she could've been focused on her husband's hand between her legs. It was higher and was well under her skirt, rubbing her upper thigh. His hand on my leg felt good. I like to be caressed like he was doing. Some guys I've dated have realized my weakness and have scored as a result. I didn't object when his hand gradually moved higher. In response to his hand prompting me to spread my knees apart, I did. He was touching the little hollow at the top of my thighs next to my pussy. I tried to act casually, not wanting to arouse any attention from my sister or the other patrons. She was in her own little world. She had one ankle on Doug's knee and he was obviously fingering her pussy. None of the other people in the theater seemed to notice. They were watching the movie. As long as we were quiet, nobody was going to notice what we were doing.

I saw my sister lift her hips, obviously removing her panties. I was amused at her scandalous behavior. She was a few years older than me and had always seemed to be pretty reserved. I never knew whether she put-out for her boyfriends. We hadn't confided in each other about it, although, she was observant and knew I was pretty flexible with my boyfriends after high school. I was eighteen when I let the first guy screw me and a few others had done me since. It didn't seem to be as big a deal now-a-days compared to when our parents were young. Most of my friends were doing it.

Anyway, while I was thinking of all this, Doug's fingers reached home-plate. He was rubbing the tips of his digits on my panties, feeling the folds of my pussy through the thin material. When his fingers slid under the gusset of my underwear, I looked to see if my sister noticed. She was in her own world, with Doug's fingers stimulating her. She had a glazed look in her eyes, as if she were in a trance. Doug obviously had his fingers in my sister's horny cunt. I was amazed and amused at their wanton behavior. Her skirt was bunched at the top of her legs. If the people in the row ahead of us looked around, they would be able to see her naked pussy. I envied her, which added to the incentive to yield when Doug began to tug at the sides of my panties.

I tried to be discreet. I pulled my panties from under my butt and along the sides of my hips. I slid them down my legs to my knees. I wiggled my legs and they fell to my ankle and I pulled one foot free. I lifted my leg and Doug pulled my panties over my foot. His hand traced back up my leg, gently touching the skin on my calf, then under my knee. I opened my legs for him and he traced the inside of my thigh. When his fingers found the folds of my pussy, he probed my wet inner lips and stroked my clit. He lifted the seat arm, removing it from between us. His hand returned to my pussy and his fingers slid into my vagina. I was so wet that I hear the sounds of his fingers sloshing in my hole. My bare leg draped over his thigh and gave him full access to my treasure box.

I looked around, wondering if anyone could see me with my legs spread apart. The hair and the features of my cunt were lit by the flickering light from the screen. Fortunately, there was an action scene in the movie and everyone was occupied watching. I glanced at my sister and she was enjoying her husband's fingers in her pussy. Like me, her skirt was bunched at her hips.

I reached over to find Doug's cock. My hand searched for it and found my sister's hand already holding him, stroking his prick. I moved my hand away, but she grabbed it and put it on her husband's prick. Together, we toyed with his pecker, trying to make him come.

I closed my eyes and bit my hand to suppress my reaction to the orgasm that swept over me. My body tensed and I released more of my juices onto Doug's hand. I moved my hand over his, holding his fingers in my crotch, prolonging my orgasm. His fingers were inside me and his thumb pressed my clit.

Fortunately, I had time to recover after coming before the movie ended a few minutes later.

Doug handed my panties to me, but wait, they weren't my panties, they were my sister's. They were damp and I whiffed a trace of her scent on them. I looked at Doug and he motioned for me to cover my pussy. I lifted and slid my sister's damp underpants up my legs and over my pussy. I saw that she was doing the same thing a few seats away.

On the way out of the theater, I hung back to avoid my sister, uncertain of what her reaction would be. She gave me a look of disapproval that I had learned from living with her for years. I tried to act as if nothing unusual had happened. Doug was unconcerned.

We got in their car, with me in the backseat. Rebecca looked back at me and said, "I think these are yours." She tossed my panties to me.

I lifted my butt and slid her panties down my hips and off my legs. She put her hand on my ankle, counteracting my attempt at modesty. She wanted to look at my pussy, so I gave her a good look. I put one foot on the seat and spread myself open for her. She sniffed my panties, inhaling the odors from my crotch.

She said, "I thought all you young girls shaved your pussies."

I said, "No. Men seem to like mine with hair on it."

She was looking directly at my crotch. She said, "Nice cunt." And turned away.

I saw her grab her husband's hand and suck his fingers. I could swear it was the hand that had been diddling my pussy.

We got home and Doug paid the babysitter. I went to the guest room quickly. I peed and when I came out of the bathroom, Becky was waiting for me. She pushed me back onto the bed in the guest room. I was surprised when she had one of her husband's neckties in her hand. She looped it around my wrist and tied it to the bedpost. She was sitting on my stomach and I wasn't resisting anyway. She tied my other hand. then tied my ankles. I was spread eagled and still without panties. She pulled my skirt up and exposed my naked pussy. She undid my blouse, undoing the buttons and managed to reach behind me to undo my bra. She pulled it up, exposing my tits.

"You fucked my husband, you little twit." She said.

I looked at her, not knowing what to say. I didn't want to get him in trouble by saying that he initiated our tryst.

She accused me, "You wiggled your little ass at my man and he fucked your little pussy."

She asked, "Did he eat your cunt?"

I shook my head no. "He just fucked me." I said, a little defiantly. If she wanted to be nasty about it, I could be too, taunting her about fucking her man.

She said, "I want to see him do it."

I didn't say anything. I was horny and if she wanted him to fuck me, I wasn't going to object.

She called, "Doug, come fuck my little sister for me. I want to see you do her."

I couldn't believe it.

Her fingers were tracing around the edge of my vulva. "You have a nice pussy." She said. I just nodded.

Her fingers moved along my labia and then one of her fingers touched my clit. She spread my lips apart, exposing my hidden treasures.

"How many men have fucked you?" She asked.

I said, "I don't know." I should've said it was none of her business.

"Too many to remember, huh?"

I said, "I remember, I just don't want to tell you."

She leaned down and kissed my pussy, planting a delicate kiss on my clit.

Doug had arrived and he moved in between my legs. They didn't have to tie me up for this. I'd have fucked him quite willingly, but it seemed to be important to Becky that I was tied up when her husband fucked me.

His cock slid into me and he began to pump in and out. It felt good and I lost sight of my sister.

I heard her say to Doug, "Maybe we can have some other people come and fuck her."

He said, "What about Phil and Marvin?"

I had no idea what they were talking about.

Becky said, "Phill and Marvin are two gay guys. I wonder if fucking your pussy would turn them straight."

Doug was continuing to fuck me. He bit one of my nipples and undid the tie around one of my legs so he could lift it, bending my knee over my other shoulder so he could get a deep stroke into my vagina. I was enjoying it; it was heavenly. I was uncertain as to how my sister felt about it all, but he was all-in with fucking me.

Becky leaned in and kissed him passionately while his cock was in another woman. She was becoming more and more aroused. I could see that she was naked. Her breasts were pressing against her husband's arm. She wanted him, needing him badly, but he was occupied with me.

He pushed against her hip, moving her on the bed to where her hips were beside my head. I was amazed when she lifted her knee and straddled my head. I looked up into her pussy, seeing another woman's anatomy from such a close distance for the first time. When she lowered herself onto my face, I wasn't sure what to do. I flicked my tongue on her lips and she positioned herself so her clitoris was right on my mouth. I had never been with a woman and wasn't sure what to do next. I relied on instinct and opened my mouth over her sex and tasted her juices and felt the warmth of her crotch. She began to move back and forth and I became more focused on my sister's cunt than her husband's prick. I could tell she was coming by the rapidity of her movements. Suddenly, she paused and her thighs gripped the sides of my head. Then a spurt of warm fluid poured out of her onto my face and tongue. I liked the taste and lapped it up.

Seeing his wife coming on my face brought Doug to his climax and I was on the verge and went over the edge when I felt his semen pouring into me.

They dismounted, leaving me tied to the bed, flushed and breathing rapidly. My heart had raced with my orgasm. This type of sex was new to me. It wasn't some horny guy fucking me as quickly as he could. This was slower, more fulfilling.

My sister looked at me and said, "I've always wanted to do that with a woman. I hope you don't mind."

I laughed and said, "No. I'm willing to do anything for my big sister."

She was down at my crotch. She looked at Doug who said, "Go ahead. See what it's like."

She put her face into my crotch and began to lick her husband's cum out of my cunt. It felt so good. A few guys had gone down on me, but my sister was more tender. Her soft lips felt nice roaming in my slippery folds. Her tongue was swirling in the opening to my vagina. I tried to pump some of her husband's semen out of me onto her tongue. Doug had moved behind her and was fucking her now.

I didn't think I had it in me to have another orgasm, but I did. I felt my body flush and waves of pleasure hit me. My toes curled and my body shook. More of my juices poured onto my sister's face. She had come as well and lifted her head to enjoy Doug's cock pushing her over the edge.

They left me there. I was able to untie myself. I fell asleep, naked, with my mind cascading through the wonderful memories of the day.

I woke in the morning with Doug on top of me again. It was just the two of us and he made tender love to me. His cock slid into my waiting pussy and he rocked his hips slowly back and forth. I wrapped my arms around him and hooked my ankles over the back of his calves. I heard my sister hustling their kids off to school. She soon appeared at the door and watched as Doug finished us. I came when I felt another flow of his semen washing through me. She just smiled, not saying anything.