That’s a lot of firsts. He pushed her down onto the bed, straddling her thighs, and her fingers slid through his hair and she pulled his lips to mee... hers. He propped himself on one elbow and tugged her cami up above her breasts. She arched her back as he slid a hand under her back to unfasten her bra. After considerable effort, he managed to get it with one hand and had to fight back the urge to applaud himself. Her full, creamy, bare breasts were reward enough. The way they jiggled a little. That felt nice, Paul. Thanks. The next couple of days we did not get any time alone. I snuck a few feels of her tits when nobody was looking and she got one good grab of my cock in my pants which was almost always hard around her now. I admit that I was not paying the attention that I should to my girlfriend and Betty was feeling put out about it but I was spending all my time thinking about my sexy little sister. Saturday night Moms friends had invited her out to a wedding shower. I begged off. He was good looking, but not handsome or cute or anything. He sort of looked like he could be the extra eastern European in any bad movie or tv show. Could be good looking from afar, but really nothing sexy or remarkable, but not unappealing in any way either, though I must admit, his face isn’t what I remember most. He had bulky arms and a round chest, a worker’s body with undefined muscles which indicated real strength. I guessed him to be late 20’s, though he was only 22. As I checked him. The MC, Bill, invited the guys to make cash donations to us by way of our bras and thongs. We edged around the room collecting notes of all denominations, occasionally having to transfer some to the wine cooler on the nearby table as the tiny thongs were overflowing. This was going oh so well, all nerves disappeared. We toured the room, inviting guys to remove a garment from our bodies, each accompanied by a lingering kiss in the relevant area.Finally, we were completely naked apart from our.