Thank you for the response to my previous story . This story is about how I fucked my neighbor.Her name is Chandini. She is 1 year younger than me and...Chaitra’s sister. After the first incident with Chaitra, we both became so sex-addicted that we used to make out whenever and wherever possible. We both started to skip our family trips and have sex till they come back.On one such occasion, our families had planned to visit Wayanad a beautiful place in Kerala for 3 days. I gave a silly reason and. I practically threw Angie's stuff into the house and passed the girls coming downstairs, hand in hand again and dressed, (well nearly dressed) in identical tiny, white bikinis,"Come on, hurry up" laughed Angie, "Or we'll start without you!"I laughed and then glanced back and nearly had a heart attack when I saw Angie's hand inside the back of my sister's tiny bikini bottoms.The telephone rang just as I was about to go upstairs and a voice said, "Put Angela on now" Sorry?" I knew who it was, but. I do not know how I know, but I know I need to listen. The calling tells me where to find the one like me, the compliment, the confidant, the one who hears my Darkness calling out to her. I have tried at times to fight the call, I even managed to suppress it deep inside for a while. I buried myself in my work and in my hobbies and in making plans to while away the hours. No matter what I did to occupy my mind however my soul always heard the call. It wasn’t always from the same direction, and. "Well, judging by the fact that your nipples are trying to push through the front of your top, I'd say you are more than a little excited, Marcie." Maybe we should skip swimming and just go upstairs," Emma suggested."No. What she needs is a quick cool down." Kyle jumped to his feet, picked Marcie up into his arms and ran to the edge of the pool, and then jumped in while cradling her. Marcie was shrieking like a little girl as they hit the water. She threw her arms around him and kissed him. As.