My Sister and My Best Friend - Sex Stories

My Sister and My Best Friend

... she carefully applied the sunscreen closer and closer to the slit but was very careful not to get any inside of her. Her large outer lips acted like fleshy shutters protecting her window from the outside. Nothing was getting in there, but Scott knew their defenses could fall away easily with a little persuasion. She put the excess lotion between her cheeks and rubbed it into her butthole.

“Alright, let’s see how this nude lifestyle is,” She said as she went back to lying on the blanket. But she went back to face the ocean, and for Scott, this was unsatisfactory. He had gotten a glimpse of her silky, flushed box and this view hid it from him.

“Here, Hales, this direction is best for sun exposure”. He hoisted himself up, grabbed two ends of her blanket, and turned her 180 degrees. He sat back down in his beach chair.

Because he had performed such a primal, muscular display with such ease, this secretly aroused Haley. As her lady parts began to engorge, she was glad she was a woman, as her arousal could easily be hidden away.

Except with the new view he provided himself, Scott could immediately begin to see the excitement build in her loins. She couldn’t hide it from him. Besides, he had seen this display before; hewas a deeply sexual man, and this was not his first time seeing a vagina build with enjoyment.

As she lay there on her back with her eyes closed and her exposed privates tingling, her mind raced. Maybe subconsciously, she widened her legs a bit ...

... more.

Scott stared at the hungry slit. It didn’t look like a perfect, sweet macaron anymore, in fact, with arousal, it began to expose two bubble-gum pink, fleshy folds - the labia minora. Her status as an “innie” was compromised in this state. Her entrance was widened, now, and extremely glossy. A small bead of the wet sticky liquid slowly dribbled down her perineum and found its resting spot in her tight star. He wondered if she could feel it. He moved his sandy foot closer to her foot and gently rubbed his big toe on her heel. As he did this, he watched her curl her toes, and her vagina contracted, with the outer lips almost closing up completely. When they opened back up, her juices had built up more, and now a larger bead drooled from her aching crack of heaven. She clenched her butthole tighter as the wetness had found it. This had answered his question.

Scott had given up all hope of controlling his erection; he stood at full mast and his glans were fully engorged it resembled a plump cherry. It reached his navel and was as thick as her wrist, and his heavy, warm ballsack was fully draped down, giving the illusion his dick was even larger. The two of them sat there looking into each other’s eyes, fully aroused and unabashedly showing it all off. She wanted to touch herself and he wanted to watch her do it. But the beach was not as empty as it was earlier and she was afraid that touching her tingling, sticky cunt would cause an issue with the locals. So they sat there ...