I remember the whole experience as if it were yesterday. I’m sure it will remain burned into my mind until the day they lay me to rest. It was one of the precious few times in life when you get something you’ve dreamed about deep in your soul, but thought would ever happen to you. To want someone you can never have. To discover that they want you too. I was eighteen and it was summer. There was never anything to do in the suburbs but hang out with friends. You would find out who was around and then go find somewhere to hang out and do nothing. Today started out like one of those days. I was headed to my best friend Steve’s house. He wasn’t expecting me, but that’s what we did. At some point one of us would head over to the other one’s house. I was walking down the road, not having a car yet and feeling too grown up to be riding a bike. It wasn’t far, but the humid heat of the day had me sweating a little already and by the time I got to Steve’s I had a bit of a sweat going. The front door was closed so I rang the bell and waited. When no one answered I rang it again and peered in the window. There were lights on and the back door was opened. I figured they were in the back yard enjoying the pool so I headed around to the back of the house. “Hello?” I yelled. “Anyone home? Steve?” “Back here!” came a woman’s voice. I opened the gate and swung around the corner expecting to find the whole family hanging around. But to my surprise the only one in the yard was Tara, Steve’s older sister. She was laying out on a chaise lounge in a very small swimsuit sunning herself. A very, very small swimsuit. She looked up lazily at me coming in and smiled a welcoming smile. We had known each other for years since Steve and I grew up together, so we were always comfortable around each other. But since the onset of puberty, first hers then mine, I had looked at her in a completely different way. Gone were the innocent days of youth when we would all play ball together or just run around acting stupid. She had grown up overnight and filled out like a hot young centerfold. Tara wasn’t that tall, a little over five feet, but she had begun to completely live up to her Norwegian heritage. She had light blonde hair and pale blue eyes that seemed to look right through to the heart of me. Her amazing breasts were a perfectly perky C cup and it took all of my will power not to simply stare at them every time I talked to her. Her body was tight and perfectly curved in all the right places. Her legs looked like they were sculpted by an artist and seemed to go on forever. The dark blue bikini she was wearing managed to accentuate everything she was blessed with before disappearing deep into the crack of her perfect ass and under the curves of her magnificent breasts. “Hi Val,” she cooed up at me, taking off her sunglasses and stopping me in my tracks with those eyes. “Hey Tara,” I managed back after only a slight and hopefully unnoticeable pause. “Steve’s not here,” she said simply. “Oh. Do you know when he’s coming back?” “Not for a while actually. He had to go to Jersey with my parents. My Uncle Jack fell and broke his ankle. He needs some help getting things set up for a day or two so they went to help him and took Steve for some of the heavy lifting.” “Oh, that’s too bad,” I said, thanking God for the dark sunglasses I was still wearing as my eyes slid over every inch of her body she had on display and imagining, in great detail, the ones that weren’t. I was also becoming very glad of the baggy shorts I was wearing. “What were you guys supposed to do today?” she asked me. “Oh nothing really. Just hang out somewhere and do nothing. I guess I’ll just catch up with him when he gets back.” “You can hang out here and do nothing with me you know. We used to hang out all the time.” “Sure,” I said quickly. “That sounds cool.” And with that I just kinda plopped down on the lounge chair next to her. She rolled casually onto her side to look at me while we talked and I had to shift quickly as my cock sprang to full attention. Her luscious breasts hung down only slightly under their own weight and were less then an inch from popping out of her tiny bikini top. For some reason her nipples were already hard and pushing against the thin fabric. In fact, her hard nipples seemed to be the only thing holding her top in place right now. Her long legs we stacked casually on top of each other and my eyes were locked onto that beautiful, lustful place where they met. If I had thought that the back of her bikini bottoms were small, the front was less then half the size. They were pulled tight against her young mound and I could just about make out everything. Right down to the beautiful dark line of her pussy lips running down the middle of the cloth. “You want to jump in the pool real quick?” she asked with a slight smile. “You look like you’re a little over heated over there.” A very embarrassed “Huh?” was all I could muster. Was I that obvious? “From the walk over,” she continued. “Looks like you worked up a sweat.” “Oh no,” I smiled back, relieved. “I’m fine. Unless I offend the lady,” I added. I lifted my arm and gave myself a comical sniff and was rewarded with a laugh and a smile that thrilled my soul. God, I loved making her laugh. “Not at all,” she assured me. “In fact, a good sweat on a man can be a very sexy thing.” She kept smiling and chewed on the end of her sunglasses a little before she continued. “Can I ask you something?” “Anything,” I told her. “Why did we stop hanging out? You, me and Steve were inseparable for years.” “Yeah, I remember,” I smiled again at the memory. “The three Musketeers. I guess it was just a growing up thing. Boys and girls and such. And, when you’re younger, three years age difference can be a lot.” “But that was such a long time ago. Those three years aren’t such a big deal now are they?” No, I thought to myself. Those three years were now absolutely amazing. But boy, were there other issues I was dealing with. “Not really,” was all I could safely say. “So, I’ll be home for a few months now. We can hang out again?” “Of course. We’re hanging out right now aren’t we?” I asked her and she smiled for me again. “Yes we are. Lay back then. Relax and get some sun with me.” “I’m okay here,” I told her quickly. If I laid down on my back now, I’d look like a sundial at high noon. “Well, at least take your shirt off and get some sun. You’re making me feel terribly underdressed.” Her smile seemed to turn a little seductive now, but it had to be in my head. There’s no way that this goddess of a woman would want me like that. She was a twenty one year old college girl and my best friend’s sister who I had known my whole life. And, to put it plainly, I wasn’t that lucky. Was I? I pulled my shirt off and tossed it at her playfully. “There, happy?” I joked. “Very,” she said as she caught it up. She crunched it up into a ball and held it up to her nose. She took a sniff and gave me a look. “Ah, the smell of a real man.” We both laughed this time and I held my hand out for her to give the shirt back. Instead, she took the balled up shirt and tucked it under her, making a pillow out of it. “No, I’m keeping it,” she almost purred. “I forgot a pillow.” “Okay.” “If you’re not going to make yourself comfortable, you can make yourself useful.” She picked up her bottle of suntan lotion and held it out to me. Again, the thoughts raced through my mind. She’s hot, smart, funny and fun to be with. She’s perfect. She’s totally not hitting on me. I’m not that lucky. “Are you sure?” I chanced. “You know, I’ve seen movies that start like this.” “I’ve seen the same movies,” she answered me while turning back onto her stomach. “Usually you have a pizza though. We’ll see how you do with the lotion.” She put her sunglasses back on and curled my shirt up under her head and waited. I slowly moved down to the foot of her lounge chair and tried to control my nervousness. I was almost shaking. This was really happening. I decided to start with her feet and legs. I didn’t want to be a cliché and go right to her back. Plus, it gave me a chance to feel her out, as it were. Just in case I was way wrong about this. As soon as I straddled the end of the chair, she brought her legs down on top of mine, hooking her feet over the top of my thighs. I took a bit of lotion and began to rub it over her tight calves. She made a small, almost inaudible purring noise in her throat as I moved my hands up and down along her perfect legs. I could feel her long lean muscles reacting to my touch. The top of her feet were pressing into my legs and then relaxing in answer to each of my long strokes, almost pulling me forward, closer to her. With each stroke, I moved my hands up a little more. First I moved up from her calves to the backs of her knees, letting my thumbs caress the soft flesh there in little circles. Then I slowly moved up into long, smooth strokes that went all the way from her calves up to the middle of her silky smooth thighs. I was in heaven and my hands were rubbing the legs of hottest girl I ever knew. I didn’t know how much more of this I could take. I was rock hard already and I could feel the dampness start to collect in a spot at the front of my shorts. I was committed now. I knew I had to keep going. It was like I was hypnotized with lust. I picked up the suntan lotion and took another handful and slid myself forward on the lounge chair. Tara barely reacted, she just relaxed a little and shifted her legs to let me get closer. I started at the base of her thighs now and slowly ran my hands up to the base of her perfectly sculpted ass. I widened my fingers out as I slid my hands back down, gently pulling her legs back to me. She let out a soft throaty breath, and I felt her legs tighten around me a little more. I did this a few more times, up and back, up and back, shifting from sliding my thumbs up the inside of her thighs to long strokes with my fingers down the outside on the way back. My heart was pounding so hard I thought she would hear it if she couldn’t feel it shaking my body already. I didn’t care. All I cared about was the feeling of her long, smooth legs lying on top of mine and her soft, smooth skin starting to grow warmer as I kept going. I prepared to shift forward one final time. This was the big one. This was all in. I lifted myself up with my legs and slid up closer behind her. If she was going to protest, this was when it was going to happen. My hips slid all the way up between her thighs and I reached out to guide her legs into a comfortable position. Her body responded to my touch and she silently shifted her legs and her hips to let me get as close as possible. She bent her knees and locked her ankles behind my back and held me there. My breath caught in my throat and I froze for a second. I actually couldn’t breathe. “Don’t stop,” she whispered. That was all she had to say. I picked up the suntan lotion and spilled some more into the palm of my shaking hand. Now I spread it slowly onto her back. Starting from her lower back and sliding up either side of her spine in one long smooth stroke. I was breathing hard now, trying to think of anything to slow me down, but it was no use. I could feel my hard cock pulsing with a life of its own, slick with pre-cum. I looked directly down for the first time and saw her legs wrapped around me, her pussy was inches from my pulsing cock with only my shorts and her flimsy bikini bottoms separating us. I didn’t know what to do. I just kept moving my hands. I moved my hands up her back a second time. I slowly pulled them back again, feeling the play of her muscles under my oil soaked fingers and I heard her breathing change. She began to pant a little. She had her face buried in my shirt and slowly reached up to grab the top bar of the chair. I wasn’t sure what she was going to do until I felt her slide back an inch. I could feel the damp heat of her pussy right through what little clothes we were wearing as it she pressed back hard against my cock and moved her hips, just a little. I responded my massaging her harder now. I kneaded her back muscles deeply as I pushed out and up and used a tighter grip on the way back, pulling her harder against me, helping grind us together even harder. We were both breathing hard now as I changed my path. The thought of those luscious breasts filled my mind and I slid my hands up her sides now. Up the soft bumps of her ribs and grazing the base of her soft mounds. Then, making it a full path, I pulled my hands back down low and slipped them under the top of her skimpy bottoms letting my hands finally feel the hot skin of her perfect ass. “Wait,” she whispered, and I froze. Terrified I went too far I didn’t move an inch. “What is it?” I managed to get out, catching my breath. She didn’t say a word, she just held me there for the longest second of my life. She shifted her body and pushed herself up from the chair. Oh my God, I panicked. I can only imagine what I’m going to look like to her. Sitting there with a huge bulge in the font of my shorts and what I’m sure is a huge wet spot. I tried to say something but my mind was a blank. She quickly stood up and turned around and I relaxed a little. I saw the same wet spot on the front of her bottoms as well. She quickly sat back down, only this time she was facing me. She locked her legs back around my waist and draped her arms around my shoulders. I felt the heat of her pussy pressed against my throbbing shaft again as she pulled her face close to mine and pressed her lips against mine hard. I kissed her back and our tongues danced around each other passionately for a long moment and we pressed our bodies together tightly, like we were trying to climb inside each other. She broke the kiss first. She leaned back a little and took her sun glasses off, then took mine off and stared straight into my eyes. Her ice blue eyes shocked me and held me there as she whispered to me. “I’ve been thinking about this since I first saw you when I got home last week.” “You have?” I answered back, stunned. “Yes,” she said, and gave her hips a little twirl, sending a jolt through my body. “Have you ever thought about it?” “Only since the day I hit puberty,” I admitted to her with a sheepish grin. I rocked my hips back at her and felt her jump as we rubbed together. “Then no more waiting,” she finished. With that, she reached behind her and tugged at the knot holding her top on. It came undone easily and she pulled it off in one motion. I gazed down at her beautiful, milky white breasts, naked between us now and slowly slid my hands up to cup them. They were as perfect as I had pictured them and I just stared at them, memorizing every inch of their pale white beauty. I grazed her hard nipples with my thumbs and I felt a shiver go through her body. Her legs tightened around my waist and she ground her body into mine. We kissed again passionately, our arms wrapped tightly around each other. The heat from our bodies burned together and my marble hard cock pressed ground against her soaking wet pussy. She pulled me down on top of her, holding onto me tightly. I lifted my legs up as I leaned down and laid my weight gently down on to her. I broke my mouth free of hers and kissed down her chest. Her ragged breath streamed hotly against my ear as I filled my hands with her heaving breasts and softly pulled her left nipple into my mouth. I sucked it gently, enjoying the feel of her, the taste of her. Her body relaxed and her legs unlocked. She slid them up and down against mine as I suckled softly on her full left breast, then kissed my way over to her right. She ran her fingers through my hair and I began to kiss up her chest and back to her mouth. Our lips found each other a third time. I felt her hands slide down my body and slip softly over my hips. She hooked her fingers under the waistband of my shorts and slid them down as far as she could reach. My marble hard cock, slick with lust sprang free and pressed back down against her hungry pussy. I reached down to pull off her bikini bottoms, now soaked through with both our juices, but she wouldn’t release her legs from me so I could slide them off. “Rip them off,” she whispered lustily into my ear with hot breath. Without a second thought I wrapped my hand around them and pulled. The flimsy fabric bands gave way instantly and I threw the cloth aside, pressing back into her. Her hot, wet pussy lips slid maddeningly against my hard shaft, up and down, up and down as I shifted back and forth; tasting every inch of her I could reach. “Fuck me,” she panted. “Fuck me. Oh God, fuck me now!” “Yes,” was all I could get out as I pistoned my hips back, giving us room. Her small hand shot down and grabbed me tightly. Her hot fingers felt cold compared to the heat coming off my purple swollen head. She lifted her hips and guided me to her wet, waiting hole. She pressed down gently with her hips, holding me there, but waiting for me to enter her. We locked eyes, holding our gazes still, both wanting to be looking into each others eyes when it happened. Slowly I pushed back against her, sliding into her, deeper and deeper. I felt her tightness gripping me harder and harder while at the same time, pulling me deeper inside. “Yes!” she moaned from deep in her throat. “Don’t stop!” I slid back with one long, luxurious stroke until just the tip of my cock was still inside her and then pushed back in all the way, grinding our bodies together and kept going. Again and again, deeper and deeper, harder and harder, trying to give her as much of me as I could. Her hands danced across my back, clawing and pulling. She dug her nails in to my back and then my ass, driving me over the edge. She clung onto me for support and moved her body to my rhythm. Her hips came up off the lounge chair and moved in time with mine, bucking wildly against me. She was panting out short little moans each time I drove into her. Her breath kept time as we built to a crescendo. I felt my load boiling up from deep inside of me and there was no stopping it. I felt the heat from my belly radiating to my chest and filling me up and the first wave of spasm ripped through me. “Oh God, I’m cumming,” I whispered hoarsely. “Cum inside me!” she demanded. “Fill me up. Fill me with your hot cum!” I came with an intensity I had never felt before. Wave after wave ripped through me. Rope after rope of hot cum shot through me and deep into her waiting womb. Just as I thought I was almost done, her legs tightened and her body went rigid. She gasped and grabbed my ass with both hands pulling me against her with a strength I didn’t know she had. I felt her pussy clamp down and her whole body shook as she came. She bucked against me again, and pulled me down on top of her. She seemed to wrap her whole body around mine as the waves of pleasure swept through both of us for what seemed like an unending moment of perfect pleasure. I don’t know how long we laid there panting, still locked together with me inside her. Neither of us cared about the time. I just laid there on top of her, kissing the beads of sweat off her lips, her neck and her shoulders. The slightly salty taste filled my mouth and my nose along with the perfume of her skin. She kissed me back the same way, twirling her fingers trough my sweat soaked hair. Her long graceful thighs twitching randomly in the aftermath of the waves of pleasure we just shared. I finally laid my head down on my chest and she whispered “That was amazing.” “I know,” I whispered back. “I never thought that would happen.” “Ever?” she questioned as she stroked my hair playfully. “That wasn’t your first time was it?” “No, I meant with you. I never imagined you thought about me like that.” “Well I have. A lot.” And with that she kissed me again. I held her close and just enjoyed the feeling of her soft, warm body wrapped around mine. I never wanted to let her go. One reason was that I wasn’t sure what was going to happen next. She broke the kiss, despite my objection and sat up, forcing me to do the same. “C’mon,” was all she said. “Where to?” “Let’s relax a little before round two.” She stood up and took my by the hand, softly coaxing me off the lounge chair. I had to get up a little carefully because I found myself a little weak in the knees from everything that just happened and she laughed at me again. Not a mean laugh. A warm, loving laugh. Then she led me by the hand across the yard to the patio and the Jacuzzi. To be continued if you’d like.