She barely has time to react before he is undressing her, yanking impatiently at the zipper on her dress. His hands encircle her breasts, his thumbs r...bbing and teasing the sensitive nipples. His mouth runs over her face and down her neck. He finds the responsive point in her neck and suckles hard enough to mark her.Hera writhes in response to him as her hands undo buttons on his shirt before pushing it off his shoulders. Her fingers run over his ripped belly and up to his nipples, playing with. This was the lawn where all the big tents were put up for graduation and the Mayday celebrations for all the exhibitionist students to play naked sports games. They said it was a tradition that went back over a hundred years. Somehow I doubted that, but never challenge tradition at a liberal arts college; they always seemed to find a new one whenever the student council wanted one, like the toga party.We were guided onto the spot the most distant away from the buildings; the media and Marine. It was all ready growing with people. Jess had brought ground level ticket, standing room only. She wanted to be in the thick of the action and feel the crowd.It was as good as I hoped. The band was good and the crowd was getting whipped up into a frenzy. Jess and I were dancing to everything. It was sold out and people were packing in tight. It was so hot with people so close. I was getting off on bumping into all the people around me. I was imagining they were all looking at me and wanting me. This is story about me and my sister. It all started when I just turned 18 and my sister was 2 years older than me. I liked her very much from very young age (not in an incestious way). When we were young we used to play a lot. We used to bath together even when we entered puberty. There was a time when we were best friends. But we never thought about us in any other way. Until last summer.In the month of March, I was having the Class 12th board exam. I was under lots of pressure. I used to.