Code: MF, anal, voyeur?

Date: March 1989, 22 years

For the moment just a place holder for the story. Will be worked out later.

Not sure why I accepted the invitation. After all, I hadn't visited my sister during the last two years that she lived in The Hague. Once the family had helped here move out, she basically lost interest in us. That is, except for the bi-monthly trips to Mom and Dad (or better: their laundry-machine).

Anyway, it was her 20th birthday, and maybe this was the beginning of something resembling grown up behavior. Once she had hit puberty at 12 and realized over the years what some display of cleavage and some shaking of tail could achieve, she had become a real pain-in-the-ass uppity bitch. Luckily most of that had been nipped in the bud quite early by Tim and Tom, but Bea, my sister, could still be a (pardon my French) real cunt at times.

The only problem was that I did not have a 'proper' girlfriend to accompany me. Or maybe my sister finally heard (from Mom & Dad) that my relation with Elsa had failed spectacularly about half a year ago. But then again, that might be my general paranoia regarding her behavior towards me.

So... it was just me, myself and I then (together with a present of course :-) who traveled that Saturday by train and bus to her student-apartment.
The apartment being one room with a bed, desk and some shelves on the wall. The central kitchen/dining-room, laundry-room, bath- and shower-room had to be shared between all occupants of other apartments on the floor.
As the apartments were rather small, the 'party' took place that afternoon in the kitchen/dining-room. Nothing really exciting happened, also because most of the other students had left for home already on Friday. But somehow Bea still managed to gather a dozen acquaintances/friends/co-students and together with the right amount of beer it was a quite agreeable. I did manage to chat up some of the girls and even managed to swap telephone numbers with a few. Being 'the big brother' from the birthday-girl did pay off!
But I digress.... :-)

Since Bea had refused to do some serious catering, the drinks and snacks were finished early in the evening and once that happened the guests left pretty soon as well. In the end it was only Bea, Zach (her current boyfriend, about my age, short cropped brown hair, friendly face, brown eyes, reasonable muscled from playing rugby for 3 seasons now) and myself (being family after all, I volunteered to do some after-party cleaning up).
So, while Bea took a quick shower, Zach and I cleaned the kitchen/dining-room. Talking with him about his plans for the rest of the weekend, he informed me that they (Bea and he) planned to go to some jazz-club and afterwards he'd most likely fuck her up her ass again.
Yup... just like that :-) The look on my face must have been funny, because he started laughing and explained that Bea usually preferred it through the backdoor.
Cool... who'd figured that... my little sister an anal sex lover... Interesting... Especially because quite often she still climbed (and stayed) on her high horse about appropriate and decent behavior...
While I was still absorbing this interesting fact about my sister's sex life, Zach continued that his own sister was the totally different. Shondra, two years his senior, had just been dumped by her boyfriend due to the fact that she steadfast refused to let him fuck her anywhere else as in her pussy.
And then he had the bright idea to suggest a double-date. Not really sure if I wanted this, but my halfhearted (after 2-3 months of wanking the possibility of some honest-to-god pussy around my cock , did sound good after all) attempts at declining were not accepted.
So, when Bea returned from the her shower, Zach was phoning his sister and making the arrangements about when and where to meet.
Her face darkened as she noticed what was happening, but with one gesture Zach motioned her not to interfere. And she actually did so!
Wow... this was interesting... Zach seemed to be Bea's first boyfriend who actually managed some sort of control over here. He must have had something she really liked (and given Zach' earlier story, that was probably a nice slab of meat that got shoved regularly up her asshole).

Two hours later the four of us met at and entered the jazz-club. Zach and Bea did not tell anything about Shondra, suggesting that I should just let myself be surprised. And I was... In a good way... In very good way, I might say :-)
Think "65 kg, 1,65 meters, firm 34C-cup, freckled face, curvy hips, ass and legs, long flowing black hair and flashing green eyes" kind of surprised!
This girl (well, woman actually and legally...) was a hottie! And at once I understood her (former) boyfriend... that ass looked extremely fuckable. Even in (or maybe because of) the bright red nylon stretch pants that she wore beneath the light brown, tight fitting, spaghetti-stringed top.
And that seemed to all she was wearing. No signs of panties or a bra through that tight, perfect fitting garments.
The only things that showed were her small perky nipples that already poked a bit outward, like they would do all time during the remainder of the evening.
That evening progressed like most previous double-dates did. Not that I had that many, but even the presence of sis was not really bothersome. She even made a few wisecracks of her own once the drinks started hitting the right spots and the conversation started to include the occasional double-meaning, dubious remarks. Zach seemed to have a rather positive effect on our (ex-)miss 'clean & tidy'...
But even in good company (and to be honest, Bea and Zach were not THAT good :-) I can only listen to jazz for so long. Besides, seeing the occasional frown sliding across the cute, freckled face of Shondra, when the clarinet player squeezed out yet another voluminous solo, made me think she felt the same. And indeed, my suggestion to find another place was accepted with enthusiasm by her. Bea and Zach decided to stay. The fact that Zach had pulled Bea close to him and had slid his right hand down the back of her pants to cup her ass cheeks probably also played a part in this :-)

The place we ended up was some sort of retro discotheque, were the BeeGees and their black colleagues still reined supreme on the turntable.
However, even better (compared to the previous jazz experience) was the dancing with and grinding into Shondra on the fully packed dance floor. I noticed that I wasn't the only one enchanted by her bumping and grinding ass when it bounced up and down on the smooth rhythms. Several guys got angry looks and even some of them received ill disguised punches from their respective dancepartners (wives, girlfriends, whatever...) once they got caught staring (again...) at those two perfect examples of gluteus maximus. And to (literally) top it off, her bra-less tits bounced just as good!
After one particular slow song, where my hands squeezed the sweet and firm roundness of her butt to my (and, hearing her purr, also her) delight we ended up sitting in one of the wide comfy chairs in a quiet section at the back of the establishment. Well... I sat... and Shondra placed her sexy ass on top of my lap with her knees left and right of my thighs. Pulling her close up to me, with my arms on her voluptuous hips, she had to feel my cock stiffen again her own crotch as she started french kissing me. Damn! She tasted as sweet as she looked! :-) And those green eyes seemed to suck in my gaze just as deep as her mouth sucked in my tongue during our game of tonsil tennis.
My right hand slid down her nylon stretch pants (where my initial suspicion about her lack of underwear was pleasantly confirmed) and teased both ass cheeks and rubbed the cleft between them. And while both her hands rummaged through my hair (and kept our head close and lips mashed together), my remaining hand cupped her right tit. A moan (hers? mine? I still don't know...) and she pressed the big globe of supple flesh firm into that hand, and I felt the nipple really stiffen up between my fingers.
Coming up for air, I suggested a more quieter place to continue this part of the evening... Shondra agreed, but if she had suggested to take her then and there, I probably would have done so as well... With some regret I removed my hand from the back of her pants, only to return it there some twenty minutes later (after a ride by cab to her apartment).
This time it got me a playful slap of the wrist as she told me that she wanted to slip into something comfortable first.
As she made her escape to the bedroom I made my way into the living room and while I listened to the sounds that Shondra produced in the bed- and adjoining bathroom, I leisurely examined the collection of books and compact discs. Once the sounds stopped, but Shondra had not returned to the living room, I (or better, my still half erect cock) decided to find out what was going on in the bedroom.
Shondra had decided to make it very comfortable for herself... she had only removed her clothes and was now on the bed as naked as the day she was born. Except she now was a lot larger and curvier and with more hair... on her head at least :-)
Wiggling a 'come hither' gesture with one hand, she spread the lips of her smoothly shaven pussy with her other.
Two and a half seconds later, my clothes had joined hers on the floor and my lips had replaced her hand on her slippery wet (and sweet tasting) cunt.
Within minutes, she clamped her firm thighs around my head and bucked her hips like a mad man (ehm... woman) while she came for the first time.
Lapping up the last drops of her copious fluids, I felt her relax.
"Mmmm, that felt good" she murmured. Looking up from between her legs, I admired the view of her smooth belly and in the distance I saw her boobs now sliding a bit sideways of her chest, but their natural firmness kept them curved like the half-globes that I had admired bouncing up and down in front of me while we danced. Something else bounced as well... well, maybe not bouncing... more like an insistent throbbing... My cock was making its excited state more and more known to my brain now :-)
"I bet this feels even better" I whispered as I crawled on top of her and entered her wide open pussy without any effort. She was still loose and relaxed from her orgasm.
"Hmmm..." she moaned and hooked her legs around mine to pull me in deeper. Just as her (now a lot darker) green eyes seemed to pull in my gaze.
I did not dare to blink. Afraid to loose the moment, to loose the soft supple female body beneath me and to loose the firmer and firmer gripping cunt around my throbbing cock. Even when we started french kissing again, both of us did not close our eyes. And as our tongues slipped in and out our mouths, our hips joined in and my cock started to slide up and down her (now) tight cunt.
Much too soon we reach our mutual climax. When Shondra came again, she locked her legs completely. With no way to move my hips back and forth, I had to be content with riding out my orgasm by only pumping out my load through the contractions of my balls. And content I was :-) For the moment at least.

Pulling up the sheets to protect our sweating bodies from getting cooled down too quick, I pulled out and spooned behind Shondra. My limp and slippery cock nestled itself between the cleft of her arse and she even wiggled those perfect buttocks backwards into my groin as I slid my arms around her and cupped one tit and her smooth belly. Content for the moment we both relaxed and eventually drifted of into a light sleep.

Not sure why I woke up, but a quick look on the clock told me it was now just after 2 AM. Well, that explained the near darkness :-)
Another, more thorough, look told me that Shondra had kicked off the sheets in her sleep, and she was now sleeping on her belly.
The small amount of moonlight, that entered the room, danced from her shoulders, over her back and magnificent arse all the way to her gorgeous firm legs and small, almost petite, feet. It was hard to believe that this sweet looking creature had the strength to keep my squirting cock locked up deep inside her cramping pussy not even three hours ago.
Placing small kisses on her shoulders and back, I started to massage her buttocks. Firm, round, but still very easy to the touch, my fingers kneaded and massaged those soft globes. A sleepy moan escaped Shondra's lips and she lifted her hips a bit to provide me even better access to her rear.
By now I had spread her legs a little and positioned myself at the base of the inverted V. Keeping up the massage, my mouth moved more and more often to the cleft between the cheeks of her ass. Her sweaty, tangy but yet still feminine smell was intoxicating. From deeper below, I felt the combined scent of her juices and my own sperm waft up as well and add their own ingredients to the mix.
After a few minutes I was only massaging her ass to keep the cleft wide open for my mouth. Shondra had now woken up and still moaned every now and then, but did not resist or complain. When my tongue touched her rubbery sphincter, she froze for a moment. But after a few gentle squeezes in her ass and some kisses and licks placed around that sensitive area, she relaxed again. The next 'assault' on that place did not meet any resistance or hesitation and I even managed to dip my tongue a little bit inside the relaxed sphincter.
I did not want to go too fast, so after that small sample I moved down lower and spend some time on the 'tainted' area. But eventually I did move back up and this time she opened up her ass just fine and I rimmed it until she was moaning all the time. Her sphincter accepted every invading action of my tongue without a problem and Shondra responded by gyrating her ass in small circles.
By now my cock had risen to full attention again. Time for the 'kill'! This girl was going to give me her ass. She had been wiggling it all evening in front of me already and she obviously had no instinctive problem with it being pleasured. Seeing her sphincter wink at me as I rose up and crawled closer up to her ass, made me even harder. Shondra sensed the change of attentions she was about to get and woke up from her half slumber. But by then I had already spread the ass cheeks as wide as possible. After pulling my cock once through the soaking wet lips of het pussy, I pressed the head against the hot and slippery opening of her rectum.
"No, wait.. what..." she stuttered. But then it was too late as I pressed forward. Her conscious action of trying to push me out of her rectum, only helped me in penetrating her with more than half of my cock in that first thrust.
"Aaaagh! Fuck, please... take-it-out, take-it-out, it-hurts!!" she muttered groggily as my cock slid deeper into her once virgin ass. But the rhythmic movement of her hips and the pushing of her ass against my body belied that request. However, I could believe that it hurt :-) Remembering my (first) experiences with receiving anal sex, I could relate to that for sure. But then again, it would pass in a few moments and then Shondra would realize that it wasn't that bad at all. After all, her body already knew... only her brain had to follow.
Again she tried to expel my shaft from her intestines by mimicking a normal bowel movement. This time I complied by pulling out halfway. Only to push back in at full power once she relaxed.
"Nnnngh... bastard!"
But, hearing from the tone and volume of her remark, by now her initial negative reaction had already been replaced by a more neutral one of accepting the inevitable. Another five minutes later, Shondra was taking thrust after thrust of my cock all the way in her hot and tight ass, just as if she had done so already countless times.
Sliding one hand around her belly to her pussy, I found it still wet and hoisting her ass up even more, I slipped two fingers between her lips and fingered her clit. Just as during the earlier cunnilingus the small bud had erected itself and once again was eager to receive all stimulation it could get.
This time we did not cum at the same time. With my fingers diddling her clit for less then a minute and my cock still rutting her ass, Shondra came with a muffled scream as she pushed a pillow against her face to silence herself somewhat. When she relaxed and fell down flat on the bed again, I could finish by placing another series of well aimed strokes in her (now relaxed) ass. When the sperm started to boil in my balls, I slowed down to make it last. But it did not help much... even the short shallow strokes were enough.
"Wow... I can even feel it squirting inside me" Shondra said as I grunted and emptied my balls in her ass.
She shifted around and once again we were spooned, except that my cock was still inside her rectum.
Looking again on the clock I saw that all of this had not even lasted fifteen minutes. And as we drifted back into sleep, I thought I heard some door close. Maybe one of the neighbors taking a late night leak or so.


Aftermath:
The next morning Shondra and I managed one more quick farewell-fuck (she riding me cowgirl style) before I had to rush to the trainstation.
I spoke to Zach one more time (Bea and he were visiting my parents when I dropped by as well). Only then I learned that the apartment had been his (and not Shondra's) and that he and Bea had come back at 2 AM that night, only to find Shondra and myself fucking like anal-bunnies :-) (His words...)
On the plus side: Bea got real horny and once they had gotten back to her student-apartment, he also got to fuck her ass several times that night.
Bea never told me that she played the voyeur on me... maybe just as good, or else I might have been tempted to finally her about me seeing her getting fucked by Tim and Tom when she was fourteen.

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