In your house for the first time
From Torg Adventure
It's almost as if nothing happened. Dad must have been right about the neutron bombs, which do less physical damage and more short-term radiation damage. So, kill people but leave infrastructure intact.
Millie tugs you to the door and then unlocks it so quickly you hardly see the key. She looks back and gives you a wicked grin as she steps through. The house is exactly as you left it, except for the odor of stale uncirculated air, like when you return from a long vacation. Millie opens a couple windows, and then says, "Race you upstairs! I dibs my bed for sex!" She breaks for the stairs. You chase her. Because of your longer legs, you catch her on the steps, lift her lithe figure, and carry her the rest of the way, giggling and struggling. You toss her on her bed and jump after her while she's still bouncing and squealing.
You capture her body in your arms and kiss her hard, thrusting your tongue between her lips. Your sister wraps her arms and legs around your body just as tightly. It feels great to hold her like this and make out. Her squirming underneath you has your cock grinding hard into her belly.
You break the passionate kiss and lift up, grabbing Millie's tee shirt and pulling. She sits up a little to let you get it out from under her back. You put it up over her head. Then you see why Millie wears baggy tee shirts and clothes that cover a lot of her body. She's not wearing a bra, and she has a gorgeous tattoo of a dragon on her belly and chest with its tail wrapped around one breast, and her nipples are pierced with barbells. A green stone shines from her navel piercing. Your mouth waters to suck and lick those nipple rings.
"Wow, Millie. Great ink! I can't wait to suck on those nipple piercings, too. Why do you keep them hidden?" you ask, rubbing a hand across the dragon and trace a finger around the tail.
"I didn't want Mom and Dad freaking out. I know Dad doesn't approve of tattoos," she said, as she enjoy your touch.
"When did you get all this done? It's only been June since you came home from boarding school. And this is several hundred dollars of work." You caress her breast and play with the piercing.
She closes her eyes and moans quietly. "That feels so good, {FIRST_NAME}. Once I turned eighteen at school, I took a few free Saturdays to get the work done, and just hid under my baggy clothes. I've been saving my birthday and Christmas money since I was twelve. I've been planning this for a while."
"I guess you have. Well, you can come out of the tattoo closet now. Flaunt your beautiful body and art! I'm excited to see what else you've got," you say as you move to take her pants off.
"Oh, you'll be happy I think." She lifts her hips as you ease her jeans and panties off her legs.
Once they're off, you throw them to the side, landing them on top of her shirt. You look back and sigh. A glint of gold comes from her pouty shaved pussy lips. Tattoos of two fairies, one on each side, lean in to kiss her cunt lips, and if your cock was in there, they'd be kissing it.
"Wow! I never knew you were so wild, Millie. Here I thought you were a sheltered virginal innocent," you smirk at her.
She says, "Oh, virginal, but not sheltered and not innocent. Do you know what goes on in an all-girls boarding school?"
"I can only imagine."
"Oh, I'll fill you in some time. It seems guys always get turned on by girls playing with each other," she stretches her arms and legs.
"Well, you're naked, so I guess it's my turn," you say.
"Oh, let me." She pushes you to get you to stand. She follows. You watch her body move, since you've never seen her even close to naked. She's a lovely woman with a pretty "girl next door" face, great hair, nice hips, ass, and tits, a flat belly, and gorgeous long legs. She could easily be on the pages of Playboy. Well, maybe Front Magazine. Playboy doesn't show large tattoos like hers. Just pretty little bunny or Tweetie Bird tattoos, maybe a butterfly near a breast.
Millie runs her hands over your tee shirt. She purrs under her breath. "I've never really gotten to touch a guy before. It's really much different than touching a woman. Harder, your body pushes back. Even a thin woman is soft. And a voluptuous one? The softest thing you'll ever dream of touching." She leans in and smells your neck, your shirt, she runs her fingers through your hair. "You smell like a deer in the woods, rutting for his life. You smell like sex and death. Women smell like sex and life. Very different, but just as fun." She smirks. Then she kisses you, standing up on her toes, pressing her naked body against yours. She breaks the kiss and pulls on your shirt, lifting it up till your nipples are exposed. She leans down and licks one, then sucks it. The light touch of her tongue, quickly runs your arousal up the music scale, like the first note of Rhapsody in Blue, the sucking holds it at that high level and extends it in exquisite torture. You gasp and stroke her hair. "My god, Millie, that's amazing."
She straightens and lifts the shirt over your head. She strokes your chest next, bare and slightly sweaty. "Your skin is slightly salty, which makes my tongue dance," she says, smiling up at you. "It's fun exploring your body. This is my first time with a man. I had a dozen lovers at school, so I'm no novice to sex, just hetero-sex."
Confirmation that you're getting her cherry makes you grin widely at her. "I'm very happy to be the one who gets to be your first cock."
"Me too," she says with a grin as she squeezes your cock through your shorts. "So, let's see this cock of yours." Millie unbuttons your shorts, pulling apart the zipper. She drops them to your ankles and admires the big bulge in your boxers. She kneels down, grasping the sides of your underwear, and pulls them down. Your cock bounces, pointing straight out at her face. "Mmmmm, that's a nice big one, {FIRST_NAME}. I can't wait to take it in my kitty." Then she leans in and puts her nose right in your pubes, breathing in the smell of you. "Mmmm, I can still smell Tracy on you."
When she licks you, you moan and steady yourself on her shoulders. Then she takes the head in her mouth, swirling her tongue on the underside. She pulls off and says, "Mmmmm, I can still taste a little pussy. She tastes good. I may have to see if she's game for a little sisterly girl-on-girl. That might keep us from totally wearing you out from our constant sexual demands. You've got three hot, sex-starved chicks trapped with you in a fallout shelter. You can't run far."
"Yeah, but girl-on-girl is just going to make me hornier. You gals might just get knocked up quicker if you go down on each other," you say with a grin.
"We'll just have to take that chance, won't we," she says just before she takes half your cock down her throat and keeps going.
What now?
