Sandy, aged 23, is the subject mentioned.
Sandy, 23, experienced an overwhelming urge to climax from the intense stimulation she received from the triple dipper. This climax would be more than just a typical orgasm, rendering her momentarily incapacitated.
Sandy moved Lisa on her knees and began rubbing her clitoris. She dismissed this act as checking Lisa's readiness for round two. In reality, she only wanted to temporarily postpone the intense pleasure she knew she'd feel by inserting the triple dipper into Lisa's body. As Sandy played with Lisa's clit, the latter moaned, "Insert it."
Unable to resist any longer, Sandy aligned the dildo with Lisa's vagina. Lisa, anticipating the pleasure, exclaimed, "Please."
Sandy inserted the dildo carefully, watching intently as Lisa released a low, rumbling groan. She withdrew the device slightly and pushed it back into Lisa's pussy. Then, she pulled out and prepared to reenter, but Lisa resisted by pushing back forcefully against the dildo. Both women exclaimed in unison.
Sandy retreated again, and Lisa again drove herself onto the dildo. They both cried out. Just as Sandy was about to reenter, Lisa retaliated by pushing even harder onto the dildo. Higher-pitched cries arose from their throats.
The two women engaged in frenzied coitus with each thrust. Lisa moved in counter rhythm to Sandy, helping to set the rhythm for their sex. Sandy's hips spasmed forcefully as they copulated even more fervently. They screamed after each kill and groaned as they separated. Before long, they both climaxed and relinquished bodily control, collapsing breathlessly on the bed.
"How about some spring rolls now?" Lisa asked.
Sandy laughed, "I'm game for anything at this point. Thanks."
Together, they rose from the bed and headed to the kitchen.
While preparing for their culinary feast, Lisa sliced carrots, jalapenĚo, and green onions. She also mixed garlic, soy sauce, red onions, and Thai chilies to create a sauce.
Working in sync, they assembled the spring rolls and placed them into the pan. Lisa fried the spring rolls, while Sandy prepared paper towels to soak up excess oil.
Once the rolls were ready, they shared a spring roll each. "Delicious," "heavenly," were the only words they could utter. After enjoying their first spring roll, Sandy posed a question:
"So you'd like to sleep with John. If he's OK with it, he'd make a great choice. How do you envision your first time: solely with John, with John and Julie, me and John, or us three all together?"
Lisa munched on another bit of her savory meal, "I hadn't planned it out that far. I just thought John, with whom I'd already tasted your love juices and both his own, would be a good match. How's that?" They each enjoyed a few bites of their dish, deliberating on Sandy's query.
"He truly is a great lover. His experience includes you and Julie receiving his oral attentions - first your pussy, while Julie was in the shower, and then sucking John's cock when we arrived. And, we're always together," Sandy offered.
"I hadn't considered the various combinations," Lisa admitted.
Both women finished their second spring roll, while unlocking fresh ones. Sandy queried, "If John agrees to join you, what would your preference be for the setup? Presently, he hasn't consented, hence his support is not 100% secure."
"This is quite in-depth planning," Lisa stated.
"It may be complex, but you're considering your first encounter in the best way. There are numerous paths to explore", Sandy revealed.
"When would you like to sleep with John?" Lisa enquired.
"It wasn't as complicated as it seems," Sandy reasoned. "But you want to make the most of this opportunity, so we should strategize effectively. We have plenty of alternatives. "
Tomorrow evening, I'm meeting John and Julie. If you want, I could let John know that you want to sleep with him, but I'm not so sure about that.
Most Thursday evenings, I hang out with John and Julie. You can either join them there or have them over to raise the topic of sex. Friday evening is also an option. How do you feel about this?
Do you think it'd be a problem if I invite them over on Thursday? Would you be disappointed if you don't get to spend the night with them?
Thursday might be the best choice. If John agrees, we could celebrate Friday night.
Lisa reached for her phone, then paused. Should I just ask him to come over for sex?
Why don't we have them over for dinner instead? I'll help you set it up. We can discuss sex with them during or after. Does that work for you?
What about birth control?
I've got some condoms you can use.
After cleaning up the kitchen, Sandy and Lisa went to the bedroom.
Sandy asked, "What did you think of missionary and doggy style?"
"I liked them a lot. I'm excited for the next step."
"We can mix things up. How about wearing a triple dipper and I'll show you cowgirl and squat fucking?"
Lisa looked hesitant. "If I do cowgirl and squat, wouldn't I learn more?"
"Not at all. It's actually better to switch things up. Are you good with that?"
Sandy went to get the sanitized triple dipper and brought it to the room. She coated the anal part with lube and asked, "Shall I help you put this in?"
Lisa hesitated, "I don't know if I should."
"Let me apply some lube on you and get you ready. Do you want to insert it yourself?"
Lisa accepted the toy and said, "I think so."
Sandy had lube on her fingers and rubbed them on Lisa's anus. She finger-fucked Lisa's backside for a minute and added another finger. She continued for a while before asking, "Ready to put the toy in?"
Lisa nodded as she inserted the plug. She uttered different phrases throughout, "Oh my... That feels good..." She sank into the toy all the way. "Damn... This feels amazing."
"Next step is the g-spot simulator. Do you want me to insert it?"
Lisa nodded as Sandy applied lube to Lisa's pussy. Sandy inserted the g-spot simulator while fingering Lisa's pussy at the same time. Lisa was soaking wet. "Yes, this feels good already."
Sandy inserted just the tip of the g-spot simulator into Lisa's vagina. When it reached past Lisa's pubic bone, it sprung into place on her g-spot. "Oh, that's amazing."
"Alright, we're going to do the same thing but in squatting position. Ready for this?"
Sandy stood up on her feet and positioned her pussy over the dildo. She sank onto the dildo and groaned. "This feels incredible."
Lisa asked, "Please be gentle."
"I won't be gentle, I'll fuck you wildly. Just call out 'banana' if it hurts."
Lisa didn't complain as Sandy started stabbing her vagina with the dildo. "Oh... It feels intense."
Sandy swapped positions, going into squatting position again. "Don't worry, I'll be gentle this time." Sandy positioned the dildo into her exiting position and sank onto it, ensuring she was comfortable.
Lisa moaned, "This is... amazing!"
"I call that the washing machine. Next, the bell ringer is the in-out-in-out motion. How was that?"
Lisa gasped, "Oh, it's so intense. Like I'm on the brink of orgasming ten times already."
"Ok, here's the climax. Prepare yourself." Sandy rode the dildo, swirling her hips in circles before reversing the motion. Lisa cruised towards a climax, "This is so much fun."
Sandy got up and said, "Ready for the final round?"
Lisa nodded, although a bit nervous. "I'm not sure if I'm ready for more."
"Leave it to me." Sandy squatted over Lisa again, lowering herself onto the dildo. "Phew, this feels great!"
Lisa thought she would call out "banana," but it never came. "This is unimaginable!"
"Ready for me to get tougher?"
Lisa shook her head, "No!"
Sandy bent down a bit and pounded Lisa with the dildo, pausing once in a while to swirl her hips. Lisa could feel an explosive climax brewing. "Oh my... This is terrific."
"Alright, squatting position it is." Sandy parked the dildo back in her pussy before crouching over Lisa. "Oh, it's incredible. Absolutely terrific!"
Lisa did not want Sandy to stop but was worried about screaming too much. "It's so intense!"
Sandy adjusted her position, pounding Lisa's pussy wildly until a powerful climax took over. "Ooohhh... That was everything."
Sandy hovered above Lisa, her stance firm and upright. With merely the strength in her legs, she rose about four or five inches, then dropped back down onto the bed, thrusting Lisa's rear end against the mattress. It was as if Lisa was being whacked by a contented pile driver filled with delight. The triple dipper caused both her insides and clitoris to resonate ecstatically. Her head jerked left and right, and her glossy locks swayed against her face.
Still standing on her legs, Sandy slid over to the bell ringer. Keeping her back sturdy, she jammed her hips forward and back, causing the instrument to hit its maximum penetration. The sensation of her inner thighs rubbing against Lisa's pubic region felt intensely satisfying. It was bringing her closer to orgasm.
"Aaah, I'm not sure I can handle this any longer," Lisa exclaimed.
"Let me know when to stop, if you'd like," Sandy responded.
Lisa looked up at Sandy and smiled. "I hope you're having as much fun as I am."
"Absolutely. Here goes."
While performing the washing machine motion, where she rotates her hips in a circular pattern, Sandy asked, "Around for the last cycle, Lisa?"
"I don't think I can handle any more!" Lisa shouted.
"I'm cumming! I can't stop!" Sandy informed her. She continued to rotate her hips, her body twitching in the midst of her climax.
Lisa screamed, "Banana!" before Sandy collapsed on top of her. The two women lay motionless for a moment. They were both drenched in sweat and puffed out breaths. After an interval, Sandy got up on her elbows and glanced at Lisa. They shared a loving smile and kissed, tenderly to start and more intensely as the kiss continued.
"How are you feeling?" Sandy inquired.
"Is it 'Dangerously delightful or delightfully dangerous'?" Lisa asked, a breathless tone in her voice. "I feel as though my abdomen has been completely rearranged. The satisfaction and orgasms were understandably elating."
Sandy kissed Lisa once more and withdrew from the bed. "Allow me to remove that toy for you?" Sandy asked, gently withdrawing the instrument from Lisa's vagina and anus, then carried it into the bathroom to clean it. When she returned to the room, Lisa was dozing off. Sandy shut the lights and nestled behind Lisa. The first thing Sandy knew, her home was filled with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee, and Lisa walked in the room holding two steaming mugs.
Sandy and Lisa sat together on the bed in a cross-legged position, facing each other as they consumed their coffee.
"Thank you for last night," Lisa admitted. "I never pictured sex would be so pleasurable. And I struggled to imagine a more scrumptious idol."
"Thank you," Sandy responded. "We left quite the mess on your bed last night, but it didn't apparently disrupt either of us from falling asleep. I'm glad you invited me for coffee that morning a few weeks back, but I will admit that I far prefer sharing a cup of coffee in bed and naked to spending it in a coffee shop."
During their conversation, they laughed and chatted about their experiences in the shower. They kissed, rubbed soapy skin, rubbed each other's chests and butts, and inserted a finger into each other's butts. They weren't striving to grant one another orgasms, they just appreciated the feelings of their companions' bodies. They finished rinsing and drying into one another prior to putting back on some clothes.
Upon arriving home, Sandy's mother was having breakfast.
"Good morning" they said together, which produced a small laugh from both of them.
As Sandy made a slice of toast, she and her mother chatted. When Sandy sat down, her mother looked at her and inquired, "We haven't talked too much since dinner on Sunday. I wanted to obtain your perspective on Tom."
"He appears to be a sweet gentleman, but I've only interacted with him a couple of times. However, if TJ is any indication, Tom has been a fantastic parent. Are you getting serious with him? Do you wish to invest more time with him?"
"I reckon so. We gather a few times each week. Since we both work downtown, we meet for lunch occasionally. Tom's work schedule comprises most Saturdays, but sometimes TJ attends the store for him. Truth be told, there's not a lot more time we could reasonably spend with each other."
"I'm not the best individual to provide relationship advice, given my own lack of experience in that realm. However, if you enjoy spending time with Tom and he likes being around you, then cherish those moments. If you are happy with your relationship how it is, then let it advance. I relish the time I spend with my friends, but I also rejoice in the time I can be alone."
"Perhaps, like you mentioned, I enjoy my alone time. Moving on to the topic of time, it's now time for me to head to work."
Sandy went upstairs to study for a bit before class. Following her usual habit, she studied naked with her mother off to work, keeping her door open. She did this to familiarize herself with the course material before lectures.
The math class was as anticipated. However, the professor said towards the end, "Ms. Bowman, could you spare a few minutes after class today?"
Once the other students left, the professor invited Sandy to his office where he stated, "You've applied for the graduate program in Math, right? Since you've performed well in my classes, I'd be glad to write a letter of recommendation if you want."
Sandy was taken aback by this as she'd just submitted her application a week ago. She responded, "I'd greatly appreciate that."
"I'm looking forward to having you in our graduate program." He offered his hand, which they shook.
Sandy arrived early at the art lab. She peeked into Professor Brown's office and announced, "Good morning, Sis. I'm going to get ready."
Sandy undressed behind a screen and began stretching. After her stretching, she sat in the lotus position and meditated. She found it difficult to clear her mind, overwhelmed by her thoughts of applying for the graduate program, the previous night's encounters with Lisa and TJ, Sunday's afternoon excursion with TJ and later today's encounter.
As Professor Brown approached, Sandy greeted her, "I'm all set."
Professor Brown said, "We'll start with a lotus pose today. You've seen my nude art models, but I'll keep my clothes on. We'll try interactive poses. Just complete the drawings within 20 minutes."
The professor and Sandy positioned themselves back-to-back on two cubes. Both sat upright with their spines and heads touching. For the clothed professor, a flowing maxi dress covered her legs, and a loose, long-sleeved blouse revealing just above the nipple line.
As they connected, Sandy felt a profound bonding. She heard about chakras, or energy centers in the body, and noted that they had several chakras almost touching. She envisioned their energy wheels merging, causing their bodies to exchange or share energies. Without realizing it, the lab assistant called time.
Both Sandy and Professor Brown stood up slowly. Sandy bent down to touch her toes, reaching for her legs and pulling her head towards her knees. While she stretched, Professor Brown checked the students' work. One artist's drawing stood out due to their exceptional depiction of the professor's dress. The student questioned, "Are you involved in fashion design?"
"It shows," replied the professor, "and that's a compliment."
During the break, the cubes were rotated 90 degrees. The next pose had two women sitting side-by-side, facing opposite directions. Professor Brown wrapped her arm around Sandy's waist; Sandy reciprocated the gesture. Then, they arched their backs and leaned into each other's arms. Widening their legs, they placed their feet on the platform.
Sandy was slighted they wouldn't be in an ideal position for energy sharing, but it was pleasant having her sister's arm around her. With her back arched, Sandy couldn't help but focus on the blank white wall and ceiling. The image of Professor Brown's vulva appeared in her mind. Although her eyes were open, she imagined the vulva as if it were in front of her.
Sandy discovered her hip pressed against Professor Brown's hip, and with their legs spread, each had a thigh rubbing against the other's buttocks. On top of that, they both had an arm wrapped around the other's back. She sensed a strong energy connection, as her arousal heightened. Her vagina became wet again, and her clitoris and labia filled with blood.
The lab assistant called out the time just as Sandy felt the initial shivers signaling an approaching orgasm. Both women got up, stretched out their legs to ease any tension and assumed a standing position. Sandy waved her arms about in large circles, swiveling them horizontally to cross in front of her body and slapping her back with her palms. She performed a forward bend, a backward bend, followed by twists and side bends. Then she performed side lunges. Finally, she bent forward, then lifted herself upright, feeling each of her vertebrae stack on top of the one beneath. Finally, she stood tall, stretching her shoulders back, savoring the feelings her body gave her. Sandy refilled her water bottle and climbed back onto the platform.
Professor Brown sat on a cube, positioning her hip in the direction of the empty cube. She requested Sandy to sit on the adjacent cube, turning her body away from the professor. Professor Brown placed Sandy facing down, positioning her head on her left thigh, fitting neatly between the parted thighs. She asked Sandy to position her left foot on top of the cube and to leave her right foot on the platform, her legs spread wide allowing her knees to move outward. This was the third time Sandy's vulva was on full display before the class, resulting in another pang of arousal.
Professor Brown asked Sandy to keep her right arm relaxed and allow her hand to dangle off the cube, the palm facing outwards. She asked Sandy to lift her left hand and cup her face. The professor cradled Sandy's head with her right hand and inquired about touching Sandy's breast. Sandy replied, "Yes." Building this pose, Professor Brown gently cupped Sandy's left breast. The pair gazed into each other's eyes with passion.
In this intimate moment, the pose evoked feelings of reverence, even though it may have been perceived as sexual by others, Sandy did not feel aroused for the first time that day. Gently stroking Sandy's head, the professor inquired if it was alright to touch her other breast while keeping their gaze locked. Sandy nodded, "Yes."
The milestone of establishing their sisterly bond amid the class instilled a sneak peek of true love and understanding between two individuals who had just learned they were related. Sandy felt completely at ease, immersing herself in this moment, disconnected from any sensual or arousing thoughts. When the lab assistant once more called time, it did so prematurely.
Sandy sat up, and the two women stood. Sandy stretched out her legs while lying on her back, pulling them one by one towards her chest then bringing both knees together. She stretched her hands out widely, then overhead.
Sandy moved into a cat-like position, arching her back, then lowering it, replicating the shape of a cow. Lastly, she knelt in a child's pose; her bottom rested on her feet, her torso planted on her thighs, stretching her arms outward and reaching down for her feet. Inhaling, she felt all tension dissipate.
Standing back up, Professor Brown took Sandy's hands, lifting her to her feet. Sandy was slightly unbalanced, so Professor Brown maintained close contact, placing her arm around Sandy's waist.
As Sandy regained her composure and started stretching once more, Professor Brown called out to the class, "Each student will now pose solo.": Professor Brown stepped up to the platform and privately addressed Sandy, "Please spread your feet further apart and angle your toes out at 45 degrees. Then drop into a deep squat?" Sandy squatted, her rear facing downwards. "Perfect, could you thrust your hips forward a bit more?" Sandy obeyed. "Amazing, could you now use your elbows to spread your knees out and push your shoulders back?" Sandy obliged. "You're astonishing. Thank you." Turning once again to the group, Professor Brown instructed,"Please start drawing. The twenty-minute session has commenced."
During this time, Professor Brown walked around the room, offering pointers to students. She monitored Sandy, who wore a satisfied expression, seemingly content to take this formative pose indefinitely. The professor was delighted that Sandy was open to exposing herself so openly. The students relished it just as much and the professor did. The thought that they were sisters added to the experience.
As the session neared its end, Professor Brown ascended the platform, extending her arm to Sandy, helping her to her feet. Sandy was not as steady on her feet, so the professor maintained her support, her arm secure around Sandy's waist.
Finishing up, Professor Brown thanked the students, asking them to sign their work and leave them on the easels. "We'll collect the works and return them to you on Thursday."
Performing final back bends and hip rotations to loosen up, Sandy smiled at the students. After dressing, she exited, waving, and smiling at her classmates before leaving the room. The students applauded, urging her to return to the front for one more round of appreciation and recognition.
As Sandy entered the room, the lab assistant had already handed over the artwork to Professor Brown, and was on his way out. The professor thanked the assistant and informed him that they were done for the day, so the door could be closed on the way out.
Sandy approached Professor Brown and he inquired, "How did you feel about modeling with someone else?"
"Well, I'm not sure how it is to pose with someone else in general, but it was magnificent posing with you. I don't have much knowledge about yoga's philosophical side, but when we were connected in the lotus position, our energies seem to combine. The side-by-side pose had a similar effect. And when I laid my head in your lap and our gaze met, I experienced a serene sense of tranquillity. While I've been aware of you being my sister for barely a week, it feels like we've bonded at a much more profound level than time could have allowed."
Professor Brown and Sandy made eye contact once more, and both felt their emotions welling up. "Absolutely," she acknowledged. "We'll call it sisterly affection."
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