Where it happened: Her bedroom
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 8
Category: Straight
This is the true story of what really happened. My wife understands differently of course, after hearing it from her younger sister who made it sound like I was the one responsible.
My wife and I have been married now for 12 years. Her younger sister confessed to her recently that back when my wife and I were courting I had come to the house one day, when no one else was there, and I seduced her and deprived the young vixen of her precious virginity.
This is exactly what truly happened.
I had arrived at their folks house one Saturday morning. It took a while for the door to be answered. She had seen me through the peephole, and then had opened it, and was standing there with a toothbrush in her hand, partway in her mouth, and the only clothing that she wore was a bra and a pair of almost see-through knickers that showed most visibly the bulge of pussy lips beneath and the darkness of her pubic hairs that covered up her youthful snatch. She was certainly more ‘mature’ than I might have ever thought, and her tits, though small were sufficient in their size to arouse the male instinct in me.
“Is Melanie here?” I asked.
“She’s with Mom. They’re getting their hair done for the reception,” she had told me. A cousin of theirs had married in the Dominican Republic the week before and were having their reception this evening.
“You want to come, and wait for her?” she asked, moving aside for me to enter.
I walked in, then went into the living room as she went back into the bathroom from where she likely was when I had rung the doorbell.
A second later she walked into the living room, right behind me. “You want me to put the coffee on?” she asked.
“Sure.”
She wandered off into the kitchen, still almost naked, her buttocks as perfect as I had seen.
“You’re going to get cold,” I called out.
“Does it bother you?” she asked.
It didn’t bother me at all, quite the contrary in fact. I said no. I walked out into the kitchen. I wanted another look at her young body before she dressed.
She turned her head to me and smiled. “I bet you’ve seen Melanie like this lots?”
“On occasion.”
“You need me to help?” I asked.
“You want cookies. They’re in the cupboard if you want,” she was saying, my eyes focused on her beautiful bottom.
She made the coffee and then we sat down at the kitchen table and drank it. There seemed to be no intention of her putting on a robe, or more clothes
“You should be worried,” I suggested, “with a guy walking round the house and you almost naked.”
“Maybe it’s not me who should be worried,” she quickly answered, leaning back upon the counter and looking up at me with those beautiful hazel eyes that sort of beckoned as she spoke.
“I have had sex before, like I’m not a virgin as you might think.” She had said it as a statement of fact, like I was being informed of something that should surprise me.
“Really?”
“Twice,” she said, “why do you want to be my third?”
She then got up from the table, put her coffee cup in the sink, and then walked toward her bedroom.
I thought about what she had just said, the words indelibley there inside my mind, the invitation so to speak to find out for myself if she was lying. It seemed I could not stop myself. I then got up and walked toward her bedroom down the hall.
The door was open. Her bra was now lying on the bed, her nipples just as cute as any I had seen. She smiled, not surprised at all that I was there, and then without hesitation it seemed she simply reached down and took her knickers off as well, the bulging cunt now naked, covered simply by the fluff of pubic hairs around it’s lips.
I walked to her, then moving back she sat upon the bed, her feet upon the floor as she laid back and leaned upon her elbows. I opened up the zipper on my pants and then took out my cock. She smiled, then opened up her thighs for me to fuck her, lying with her head now on the bed as I came to her.
She gasped. My cock was larger than the boys she might have had before. Indeed I was her third, and not her first. She’d felt a cock in her before, but whose it was she did not tell me.
My knob caressed the wetness of her crotch, the narrow entrance to her sex was soon to follow. The knob went in her just an inch. I looked at her. She sort of smiled, the anticipation of what we were about to do it seemed was evident upon her face. My cock began its entrance, two more inches, then all six! Her feet locked tight behind my butt.
Her cunt was tight. I came much sooner than expected, and then as I was squirting seed I wondered if she might be on the pill? I hoped she was! My future and my life might be in jeopardy if she was not.
I took my cock out, still dripping wet from semen that I’d spent while still inside her. I found her panties on the floor then wiped my cock and gave them to her, telling her I hoped that she was on the pill. She lied and told me that she was.
I left the house right after, regretting what had happened, what we’d done behind her sister’s back. I walked for several hours, then came back. Her sister, my fiance was surprised I was so late and asked where I had been. The younger sister said hello and that was all, and acted just like nothing happened.
We never spoke a word of it again, like nothing ever happened. Perhaps for both of us we were embarrassed.
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