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 Code: MF, anal, voyeur?
Date: March 1989, 22 years
Status: basically finished, may need some touching up

   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 for my
sister 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 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
too 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 their decision :-)

   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 cab-ride 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 that
night. 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 almost painful 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
ass 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 still very 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 firm 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 somewhat relaxed.  but still delightfully
tight) 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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