I lived a normal life for a while, and managed to push my feelings further down. Three years later, my sister started at the University of Washington ...nd moved in with me, bringing us to now, where I was just seconds away from her door.I swung the door open, barely able to contain my excitement, and then made a dash for her dresser. I slid open the drawer where I had seen her put some panties when I first helped her move in, and all the sudden I was engulfed in a sea of panties. All the. He prodded but he wasn’t centered on her vulva. So she reached down and guided him inside her.It was painful for her at first, but he was gentle. At first just probing at her pussy entrance, letting her movements guide him. As the pain receded she was able o raise her hips and she felt him hard and deep inside her.In the car, Riya was lost in the memory of her first time. She remembered the feel of him inside her, his touches and caresses. She felt stirrings inside her. She squeezed her thighs. He held the door open, some color returning to his face as he began to calm down. “Ladies first,” he said, trying to hide how shaky his voice was. He flicked a switch on the wall and the tunnel downwards became illuminated in a dim red light. They didn’t have to be asked twice, especially with the sounds of screams and an unearthly groaning from above getting closer by the second. They each practically slid down the ladder, with Adam going last. He firmly secured the hatch behind him, leaving. All over my bathing suit covered butt I felt the warm strokes. Then he centered in underneath, unfurling inches of tongue into the crack the led to my still-hungry front parts."Fuck..." I said, as much because it felt good as for the ambivalence I felt about letting it go further. I decided to try to see what would happen if I pulled my suit to one side. If he stopped, no big deal I can take care of myself. Reaching back, I slid the wet polyester over and instantly felt the hungry lapping of.