When I was in my mid-20s, I had a brief relationship with a young girl (let’s call her by first letter name A) who had a sister about one year younger (let’s call her C). Once I was spending the day in her place when she started talking about some daring photos where she was topless and showed me some of them. There she was with her boobs exposed, wearing only a thong. Then she said: “Oh, you are not supposed to see all these pictures, my sister is in some of them.” I replied: “Show me just one. I’m kidding…” Then she briefly showed one picture where C was topless. I saw it for just a few seconds. She took it from my hand and tucked the stack of pictures into a drawer. I rarely thought of C being overly sexy, she was an 18 or 19-yr-old brunette, not as beautiful as A (but not ugly), had large boobs, which I could confirm from the photo, an athletic body and somewhat taller than A. Then I was thinking a lot about those pictures even though we had stopped talking about them.
Later in that day, A went for a quick shower and immediately I thought about the opportunity to review pictures of C partly naked. When I heard the noise of the shower running coming from outside the room, I opened the drawer and saw a stack with about 10 pictures there. There were photos of A in her underwear or topless, and there were 3 or 4 pictures of C. But in one of them, C was totally naked. She was standing in her room in front of her wardrobe, displaying her massive boobs (at least C-cup, possibly a D-cup), flat belly and a hairy pussy. Her smile was partly shy and partly lecherous. I was looking at this photo most of the time A was taking her shower. Later that afternoon, I fucked A hard with lots of thoughts on her sister’s frontal nude, but said nothing to her about reviewing those pictures. After this day, I have never thought about C in the same way again, as she turned a bold young woman in my thoughts.
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