When I was in my early 20s I met a woman at an outdoor concert the night before an important sports event. She and I hit it off, and I when home with her. We had a wild night in her bedroom in the attic of an old farm house, and the next morning I woke to the sound of footfalls on the steps. We were both laying on top of the covers, having taken advantage of my morning wood. Since she made no move to cover up, neither did I. Her older sister, with whom she shared the house, walked in and introduced herself. Sis sat on the edge of the bed and made small talk for a couple of minutes, then rubbed my leg, said "pretty bodies", stood up and left.
Two weeks later I made the three-hour drive to her city for the weekend. When I walked into the house, her sister was sitting at the kitchen table wearing nothing but a smile. My new GF was there as well, and after GF gave me a kiss, her sister got up and hugged me as well and welcomed me back. GF was short and slightly overweight, with small, ultra-firm breasts. her sister was tall, very thin, with large breasts that sagged a bit (probably because she was a mother), an excellent, firm ass, and the hairiest bush I had ever seen before or since.
At the end of the weekend I mentioned to GF that I would love to give her sister a try, just once. What can I say - I was young and dumb. I got the silent treatment for a couple of weeks, and it wasn't ever the same after that.
I still miss them both.
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