Loving Melanie

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To touch her hair would be heavenly, to squeeze her shoulders from behind, to hold her young flat tummy against mine, deep kissing under her quilt in the dark. My darkest fantasy, loving my older sister, is frightening and irresistable.

I've spied on her for years, her beautiful nude body uncovered, short glimpses burnt into my memory forever. Her nonchalant way of dropping a towel, checking herself up and down in the full length mirror, she knows she's hot, she knows I'm hot for her, have been for years, but she never new I was watching her until last year. Her first reaction was disgust, but blatant displays of her womanly treasures followed for months.

It came over me in a strong way on a long drive to Minnesota with her to register for college. We had reservations at the Radisson on the way there, Melanie didn't know I accidently/on purpose reserved a jacuzzi suite. Our conversations along the way touched on every thing from pathetic professors to old boyfriends of hers. Nobody makes me laugh like Melanie. She admitted seeing some porno movies, which compelled me to jokingly suggest reading letters from the "Penthouse" hidden in my back-pack. The tension grew when she casually told me to go ahead and read one.

My heart jumped, and after reading the first letter, Melanie was silent, just staring at the highway. "Read another one," she said, sounding disinterested. After another one, we approached our exit, My cock was throbbing in the abrupt silence as we pulled into the hotel and checked in. If Melanie really wants to explore this lusty game we've been playing, this opportunity, far, far from home, will finally end the mystery. I've been looking forward to hot water and cold beer all day. I'll let her make the dangerous first move.

 

[kathy stl]

out of character: if you let me drag this out slow and forever, and don't go nutso, let me make the moves...I will play ok? I am a real 25 y/o fem, size four, slim, light brown hair; read my other stuuf and say no thanks if you want or if another fem is lined up to do this? Am already gonna back your story up. (The age stuff is absolute OK? everybody over 18, or drop me out.)

in character:

He has always been so funney. Steven. Steve. S Man, as I call him. Lights up my life, and my gf's have always said, wow, if he was a couple years older we would climb on that one! Of course I took it as a joke. They are ok girls but let's face it, not brain trusts. Sometimes I wanted to say, a couple years older? what if that aggressive ugly eat the world jock you call a boyfriend went back like five years and tried to grow up? Of course I didn't. I mean I am not out to change the World. Maybe I am out to change my world.

And now off to college. I had graduated from high school two years ago and worked like a dog to get into U of Minn in Minneapolis, Political Science and one of the best in the country. My S Man had graduated, at age 18, last spring. And his smarts and stuff would get him in any college next year if he just earned some bucks this year.

Riding in his car as he drives me to school. A beau late summer day. One of my gf's was going up on the same day. Go with me! she whined. I smiled, some nonsense about family and I declined. So now, me stretched out in my Polo jeans, my lil Bananna Repub top with the pink flowers, yup, no bra and yes I did need one but hey? bare feet up on the dash. Sitting back, kicking back.

Why is he so nervous? God he's a cutie though.

Penthouse? I laugh, oh S man, do you read that crap?

Jeez he's blushing. What is this? He actually has those penthouse letter books in his backpack. I snatch it away from him. He fights me so hard I thought we might crash off the road. But I get it and giggle. Mmmmmm, that lil tussle sprouted my nippies didn't it? Jeez Mel, a bunney runs across the road and your nips get spiked!

Oh now wow.

Flipping throught his stash of porno. Leaning back against the door of the SUV, one bare foot in his lap, the other on the dash. My My My.

Well hey S Man? I smile, let me read one of these to you, huh?

 

[Guest]

I tried to stay cool you know, Melanie's casual boldness took me by surprise, she always liked to tease, ever since she caught me spying on her a year ago. One time in particular I came home pretty late, Mom and Dad were asleep as usual, I couldn't help but notice Melanie's bedroom door halfway open. I, of course, had to peek in.

A single candle flickered in the corner on the nightstand, just enough light to make out a naked Melanie lying on her back with the covers down to her knees! Asleep with her arms above her head, the warm glow of the fire outlined her dancer's body, drawing me into this forbidden world to get a closer look. Her deep breath in the silence assured me that she was in another world, I stood at the side of her bed motionless, wanting her, a raging desire burned into my soul. I blew out the candle and stalked to my own room to quench my fantasy.

That rage pounded into my jeans on this day, trying to stay calm, watch the road, with my sister reading dirty stories with her toes curling against my throbbing hard-on. This fantasy has become a possibility, and if I keep my composure for a while, I might finally taste the sweet lips of this incredible woman, oh my god.

 

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