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Most of the stories I read seem to be written by men, but let me say- women like to play with fire also! To best appreciate this true story you should know I came from a very loving family- but also a very conservative family.
When my husband and I first started dating- we were in high school and I was a virgin. Finding a place to make out and do some lite petting wasn't a problem, but as our activities began to increase, we needed to explore other options. My older sister and I were close and she had a van, so I confided in her our increased sexual explorations. Shortly after sharing, we often found the need to borrow her van to run errands, and more...
Things progressed nicely and we became very sexually active- like most teenagers, at every moment and even a few more than reasonable!
All of this seemed then and now to be no different than anyone else. Where things became different was my sharing sexual details with my sister and her increasing interest in wanting to know and eventually see more. While she had lost her virginity a few years prior, after a messy break up, she did not have much of a sex life. As a result, I believe she was getting great satisfaction from learning of our activities.
It started by my coming home at night after a steamy time with my then boyfriend (now husband) and telling her about the night. Each time I shared, the details seemed to become more and more detailed to the point I was eventually telling her about how he even tasted when he would cum in my mouth (admitted- not something we did often...then or now). She began to ask more and more about his cock, his technique when going down on me and other details. My sister once dated a guy that was a little kinky- asking her to finger his ass while having sex, taking him over the edge and suggested I try this with my boyfriend. Once I did, I believe that was the day (moment) he decided to eventually marry me! (Now dozens of years later, it's still his g-spot).
A weekend was coming up when our parents were going to be out of town- leaving just us girls at the house. This began an innocent enough plan that little did we know would be just the beginning. I asked my boyfriend to stay the night- and while my sister and I shared a room- for this night, we would stay in my brother's room together (he being too young to stay behind- thus was with my parents). We all shared one bathroom- so my sister and I had arranged for me to leave the door opened slightly to the bedroom where we would be. Given she was in our bedroom next door- she would be able to hear when we started to have sex and could get up as if going to the bathroom and watch. From the door, my boyfriend couldn't see her- I between my legs could. I had no idea how turned on this could make me! Seeing her locked in place, I reached around and placed my finger in his ass as she had instructed- wanting her to see I was a good student. This was perhaps to this day the best sex I had ever experienced. He fucked me until I was ready to say stop- but I couldn't say stop, watching my sister over his shoulder for what seemed like forever.
Then the turnabout. My sister and I thought we had this plan mapped out just perfect. I forgot about the reflection in the window behind my head. As my boyfriend was fucking me, he saw my sister watching. Now I know why this became such an incredible marathon session! Over the next few weeks- we all laughed about this, but over time laughter turned back to more and more detailed sexual questions and suggestions on what and how we could relive the moment. A few more weeks passed and our family was taking a camping vacation. My parents and brother were in the vehicle that pulled the camper and my boyfriend and I joined my sister in her van. After just a little sexual banter and semi-innocent touching and teasing, my sister finally said (and I can remember it like it was yesterday- perhaps also because this wasn't how she normally would speak)..."Would you two just fuck already?"
She didn't have to ask twice. With her driving, my boyfriend and I quickly undressed and began to have sex just a few feet from my sister. Weird, but awesome. While we knew she was focused on driving, knowing she was sneaking a glance every now and again just motivated us to keep going and keep the show alive. We pleasured one another orally, fucked and then repeated the process over and over. I am sure I walked funny for the next few days once we arrive- having never been fucked so long and hard ever before- or since.
We repeated this open, visual relationship with my sister dozens of times over the following year. She eventually moved and after a few more years my boyfriend and I got married. Somehow the break of geographic space and time ended this chapter in our lives. Privately the three of us will mention this time and each hold fond memories.
My husband admitted he had hoped this would eventually evolve to a threesome- but I assure him he has read too many Penthouse letters. Ha.