About a couple of weeks later, again I received an unidentified call. It was Sandra. She said she’d had time to process and asked if we could meet to talk. I asked if she was up for dinner on her next day off. We agreed to meet on Sunday night and we would make plans on where exactly to go for dinner when I picked her up. She gave me her address and said good bye. Apparently, I got lucky the day I followed her. She was only visiting her mother and had an apartment of her own. Sunday could not come fast enough.
I walked up and knocked on her door. In turn, she knocked my socks off when she answered the door. She looked fucking hot! She had the look that I love on a girl – a tight blouse showing plenty of cleavage with tight jeans and red high heels. Her heels made her legs and ass look great. Oh that sweet ass of hers. The perfect width and cushion, proportional to her amazing body. I had to remind myself on several occasions that she was my sister. Of course, the little head was not paying attention and stayed in a semi-erect stance for awhile.
We decided to go to a quiet diner she knew that would give us the privacy to talk. We arrived and I made it a point to let her go first, I was enjoying the view from behind. Her hair had a sexy look about it coming down to her waist and her ass would swing from side to side as she walked, almost in a hypnotizing manner. We grabbed a table, ordered dinner and had a great conversation. It was interesting learning about our similar experiences with our father and how his absence shaped our lives to a certain extent. Throughout dinner, she would catch me admiring her cleavage and simply give me a knowing smile. Of course, I would blush and give a nervous chuckle.
Before we knew it, hours had passed and it was time to call it a night. I paid the check and we headed back to her place. I parked and decided to walk her to her apartment. It felt like a date with a gorgeous woman that I had to remind myself was my sister. When we reached her door, we made plans for our next “date” and gave each other a hug. While hugging, we both slightly pulled apart and turned around for a kiss on the check at the same time. We ended up kissing each other on the mouth by accident. She had the softest lips I had ever had the pleasure of kissing. That kiss lasted a few seconds more than it should have. Several seconds later we separated with us both laughing nervously.
Over the next several months, we found ourselves spending more and more time together. The more I got to know her, the more I liked her. She was very independent and the money she made allowed her to afford her own apartment. I would sometimes come over to hang out and watch TV, talk or just hang out. I was certainly enjoying our time together. She would usually wear short shorts with a crop top that showed off her midriff. Also, have you ever seen a young lady with D cups in a crop top? Wow! Her tits looked amazing!
At the beginning of summer, a friend of hers from work, Betty, had gotten invited to one of her regulars home for a party. She was semi-dating this guy, but did not feel comfortable going by herself. She ended up inviting my sister and in turn, because Sandy wasn’t really into going, she asked me to join her as her date. She told me not to tell anyone she was my sister so that everyone would think I was her boyfriend and no one would bother her.
When we first arrived the party was barely underway. As the party moved on and empty cups kept getting refilled, everyone started having a good time, including Sandra and me. However, she explained that there was a guy at the party that was also a regular at the club that was a nuisance and asked me that I stay close to her. Eventually her and Betty decided to jump into the pool. She looked like a fucking goddess in her string bikini. She wore one of those bikinis with only three very small triangles. Two that barely covered her nipples with the rest of her breasts splling out and another triangle covering her cute little pussy. A simple string served to cover her rear. I eventually jumped in and before long we were all having a good time.
Soon, Betty and the rest on the girls in the pool were topless and Sandra felt obligated. She removed her top and her nipples came into view – I was dumbfounded. Her tits were majestic. Their size and firmess looked great on her chest with the rest of her gloriously sexy body. Exactly how I had remembered them. We started playing in the pool, having a chicken fight. Betty was on some guys shoulders and Sandy was on me with her bare ass on my shoulders. I was definitely having a good time.
When we were all done and tired, Sandra swam around for a bit while I hung out with Betty’s “boyfriend” enjoying a beer in my hand. Suddenly Sandra swam up to me, threw her arms around my neck, pressed her glorious naked tits against my chest and gave me a peck on the mouth. I stood there trying to figure out what was happening and trying to control my erection. As we stood there looking very intimate, she explained that the guy she had previously mentioned was getting a little too comfortable and she needed to show him her “boyfriemd” was there. I didn’t care what the reason was, I was enjoying having her in my arms with her big tits crushed up against me. The best part was that we ended up spending the rest of the time with her in my arms, with her lightly kissing me quite often.
We said our goodbyes and left. Betty ended up spending the night and so we drove straight to Sandy’s apartment. We were tired and were just hanging out on the couch watching some romantic comedy. I was on one end of the couch next to the armrest and she had gone to refill our glasses of wine. When she returned, she sat right next to me and leaned in to cuddle, putting her arm around me and leaning her head on my shoulder. Her hair smelled great and she felt wonderful! “I love having a man to cuddle with, ever if he is my brother.”
Sometime in the middle of the movie, out of the blue, Sandy said to me that I had nice lips. That my lips felt good kissing me throughout the night. All I could think of was to say Thank you, that no one had ever said that to me. She lifted her head, looked at me and asked if I wasn’t going to return the compliment. I told her she too had the softest lips I have ever kissed. Instead of shutting up, I continued, saying I wouldn’t mind more kisses from her. “Is my big brother asking to make out with his baby sister? Are you perving out on your little sister?…. huh?” That last word was said in a sexy and flirtatious tone that it did not sound as bad as what she just asked, if I was asking to make out with my sister.
We stared at each other for the longest minute of my life. I slowly lowered my head and our lips finally met. My body felt like a bolt of lighting had struck me when our lips first met. She was beautiful girl and the taboo of her being my sister added to the shock factor. It was not a hurried kiss. We were simply enjoying pressing our lips against each other. The last couple of months had led to this moment, at least for me. As much as I reminded myself that she was my sister, her sexiness always got in the way. She was simply fucking amazing. The last couple of weeks, we were spending so much time together and treating each other more like boyfriend and girlfriend without the perks. Sure, we would have extended hugs, kisses on the cheeks and cuddle on the sofa (my favorite), but that had been the extent of it. Plus, most of that afternoon, she had spent it pressing her naked breast against me. Tonight, we had taken it to a level that most brothers and sister only dream of.
We were kissing and it started getting hot. We both parted our lips and our tongues started playing with each other, each trying to shove our tongues down the other’s throats. While kissing, Sandy straddled me. I helped her and loved it when she was finally on my lap with her pussy on my hard cock running down the leg of my shorts. She was in what was her customary pyjamas, a crop top with no bra and short shorts, Her hand were around my head as she shoved her tongue down my throat. In return, I was enjoying running my hands all over her body. Caressing her thighs, her waist, and up and down her back, with my hands under her shirt. My god, her body was so soft. When I dropped my hands and grabbed her ass, she gave out a soft moan. She was loving my hands all over her body.
At some point, while never separating, she asked if I was ok. I said I was and asked if she was ok with what was happening between us. She said said she was, but we could never tell anybody. I told her I was ok with that. We ended up going to bed and continued our kiss, but never pushed it beyond that. I suppose we were both afraid to take the next step. We ended spooning the rest of the night, with my hard dick pressed up against her ass. For some reason, I did not feel embarrassed about it.
This continued for the next several weeks. I was not dating anyone at the moment, yet it felt like I had a girlfriend. Our texts were becoming more and more flirtatious in nature and I was at her place on her days off. Fridays and Saturdays were always her big money nights and so we usually got together during the week. At times, she would bring friends over from work. After a little get together was over, she would be all over me and we would end up in bed, usually with her on top. On a particular Friday, there had been a black out all over town and her club had to shut down for the night. Eventually, several of her friends from work ended up at her apartment. Three of the girls from work and their boyfriends were there along with Sandy and me.
Every one was having a great time – drinking, dancing, kissing and telling jokes. At some point, the ladies were buzzing pretty good, including Sandra, and they started arguing on who gave the best lap dances. They ended up lining up the guys and the girls were supposed to give all the guys a lap dance before the song was over. Their boyfriends were not allowed to vote. When all was done, all the girls had danced with all guys, including their boyfriends. To keep up the charade Sandy was forced to dance for me, which was thoroughly enjoying. In the end, naturally, Sandy got the most votes. Of course, all the girls said the guys were only being nice as she was the hostess of the party. We all had a great time and the party lasted well past 3 am.
When everyone was gone, we were exhausted and we went straight to bed. She had no energy to change. She took off her skirt and blouse and jumped into bed topless and only in her sexy thong panties. She quickly covered herself and asked me to hug her. My hands went around her waist and landed on her abs right under her huge tits. Was she really that tired or did she mean for me to be able to feel them? Did she want me to hold them? What was she thinking? In the middle of the night, my hand was on her tits and she was sound asleep, lightly snoring. By the time I woke up the next morning, she was in the kitchen making breakfast in a crop top and her tight little shorts.
She asked if I’d had a good time. I told her yes and that her friends were a lot of fun. She told me the story on the couples from last night and who was really in love and which of the girls was cheating on her boyfriend with one of her regulars at the club. We also had a conversation on the nature of our relationship and we agreed we were comfortable with the kissing and hugging. Our conclusion was that because of how we had met each other later in life, we were not your typical brother and sister and we enjoyed each others company. Our reasoning to justify our incestuous behavior was warped, but we seemed to be okay with it. After all, it wasn’t like were actually fucking. We were simply siblings that showed their love for each other by making out.
Our arrangement worked for the next several weeks until the day I called.
On one of her days off, I called to see how she was and if she was alone. She explained Betty was there but she really wanted me to come over. She slurred her words a bit, so I knew they were feeling no pain. Betty is her very best friend and is the only one that knows the truth about us. They had been friends since High School and had started together at the club.