Little Sis Ch. 04

It was obvious that the two needed some time together so I made my excuses. A quick kiss and a promise to catch up later before I made my way back out into the chill of a winter's night. I walked back across campus, the tingle from that embrace still running through my lips as I reflected on the evening. I did so hope there would be a second chance.

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We did meet again, time after time, like two lovesick teenagers. Each time though we went no further than that kiss. For me it was more about understanding each other. I needed Mara to get to know me. She had already been through one relationship and I'd seen the way she was when she first came to university. Now she was a changed person, exuding confidence, exuding beauty and what's more exuding carnal desire. She was there, in touching distance, but I wanted it to be her choice and not mine. The want, the desire, needed to come from the heart.

Then there was my secret. Mom always told me never to judge a book by the cover and I guess the same was true of people. We all had secrets and I was no different. The only problem though was that my secret was not one which could be shared in public, not even with Mara. How could I tell her that I had, on more than one occasion, let my desires take over and fucked my step-sister. It was a secret which needed to stay buried, yet it was a secret I couldn't ignore. If Gabi was to turn up here tomorrow could I resist the temptation?

Mara though was different. This felt like love and to be honest I was confused. Gabi on the other hand was plain and simple temptation, the thrill of doing something you know that you shouldn't combined with the physical enjoyment of an encounter with such a sexual tease. I had a choice to make, heart or soul, and it wasn't going to be an easy one.

It was several weeks later when things took an interesting turn. We'd been out for the evening, a birthday party for one of the lads. It had been a most enjoyable night and with a free bar everyone was just a little merrier than usual. The party had been at a pub, some fifteen minutes off campus. It was a place we had frequented on more than one occasion as the beer was pretty good and what's more it wasn't too expensive. As time went on we drifted away, leaving the hardened drinkers to a long night. I walked Mara back towards campus but about half way there the heavens opened. It had been a rather fine day for March so neither of us had bothered with a brolly or even a raincoat. We should have known better than to trust the English weather but, hey ho, here we were trying as best we could to get back inside as quickly as possible.

My flat was closer than Mara's so it made sense to head in that direction. If nothing else we could wait there for the shower to pass. After all it was most probably just a shower. A little out of breath we dashed inside, heading upstairs and into my small flat. I turned and looked at Mara, then laughed. We were nothing more than drowned rats. I could already feel the wetness seeping through to my skin and from the look of her I suspected Mara was in the same position.

"What are you laughing at?" came a slightly terse question.

"Oh, nothing much. just you," I replied smiling. "You look like you've been swimming but forgotten to get changed first." I laughed again and could tell she was none too enthused with my mocking.

"You don't look much better yourself," came the half expected reply. What came next though was quite unexpected. "But, any gentlemen would be offering to help me out of these wet clothes."

Had she really said that? Did she really want to undress here in my flat? And, to boot, did she really want me to help her strip off? I glanced at the planner on the wall. No, it wasn't my birthday.

"I guess I was mistaken," she exclaimed rather sarcastically "and you're no gentleman."

Now she had done it, hit the nail on the head so to say, and I was going to show her just what a gentleman I was. I smiled back at her back at Mara and walked across the room.

"I guess I'm not," I replied pulling her in close and kissing her hard on the lips. I could feel her shivering slightly in her chilly wet clothes. "So, what do you want me to do about it?"

Mara pulled away, hands on hips, and simply repeated herself.

"As I said, any gentlemen would be offering to help me out of these wet clothes."

So, she was being serious. My gorgeous Latina wanted to take her clothes off alone with me in my bedroom. I wasn't going to wait to be asked three times. I started with her cardigan, one by one squeezing the buttons back through their holes revealing just a little more of her top with each one. Finally I peeled it off, revealing a tight fitting short sleeved top underneath. The way it clung to her skin, stretched tight across her ample bust and pulled down inside her jeans, was mesmerising. I could already imagine her breasts inside straining at their confines in a bid for freedom.

It was the jeans which got my attention next, undoing the button and pulling down the zip. Taking them off was not so easy as the wet denim clung to her skin, but gradually I removed them, inching the fabric down one leg at a time. With the jeans gone I removed her shirt as well, leaving Mara standing there in just her panties and bra. God she was one fit babe. I glanced up and down her body, trying to be as discrete as I could yet I knew she was watching me. Apart from her fit body, the two things which stood out was those melons up top and the merest wisps of bush sneaking out from the front of her panties.

I picked up her wet clothes from the floor and turned to put them on the radiator. If there was one thing about these student flats, it was that the heating was always on. Having placed Mara's stuff over the radiator I removed my own, stripping down to my boxers. It was then that a damp piece of fabric landed on my shoulder, followed quickly by another one hitting me on the back. I spun around to see Mara totally naked.

"I think you forgot that those were also wet," she said, winking at me.

I could do nothing but stare at her, standing there naked in my room. For once in my life I didn't know what to do. Luckily though Mara had already decided.

"So, now I'm out of those wet clothes I guess I just need to warm up. Maybe I'll slip inside your duvet if you don't mind. Now, do you think there'll be room for both of us in there?"

I smiled.

"But you'd better take off those wet boxers," Mara continued.

I watched as she turned and walked over to the bed. The way her hair dangled across her shoulders as her ass wiggled was unbelievable. She pulled back the quilt and seductively slipped inside, pulling it back up over her naked body.

"Oh, and don't be long."

I glanced down at my boxers. She was right, they were quite wet so slowly I removed them. I could feel the burn of Mara's eyes watching me closely as I revealed my manhood. Suddenly I felt like goods on display in a shop window. I glanced up and from the twinkle in her eyes I could imagine that she liked what she saw. From the other side of the bed I slowly climbed in and under the quilt. No sooner had I pulled the soft cover back up over me than I had Mara's arms around my torso, pulling me in close. She was still a little chilly in the flesh.

"Come close Jamie, warm me up."

"Are you sure Mara? Is it really what you want?"

"I've never been surer. I've wanted this for a long time. I guess you could say every cloud has a silver lining as getting wet was the perfect excuse."

I lay there as she pulled herself up on top, her large breasts now squashed into my chest and her mound on top of my manhood. We kissed and cuddled. Unlike that first evening together, this time it did feel right. Our lips parted and once again our tongues connected, snaking around each other sending tiny shockwaves of electricity every time the tips touched. I could feel that same tingle growing in my lips accompanied by a warmth between our bodies. Two lovers joined at the lips, slowly writhing under the covers as our carnal heat grew.

It was Mara who finally pulled away, rolling off the top and laying back at the side once more. She grabbed my hand, holding it tight.

"I love you Jamie," she whispered.

"I love you too Mara," came my quick reply at the same time squeezing her hand hard in mine.

"I'm still need warming up a bit more. Can you do that for me? Can you warm me up?"

"Of course," I said pulling her in close and wrapping my arm around her shoulder.

Mara laughed.

"Oh Jamie, you are so sweet. I meant for you to warm me up inside."

I almost jumped as her free hand brushed against my manhood. Her fingers grasped around my semi-hard shaft and she smiled.

"You'll need to get a bit harder down there though."

Once more, her hand still around my manhood, Mara's lips locked onto mine. I pulled her in close, feeling the tingle again as she sucked at my lips. How I longed for her mouth down on my cock, but how I knew that this wasn't the time or place. I gasped though as her hand started to stroke up and down my now hardening shaft, working the skin back and forth. I could feel the blood filling my length and within minutes I pushed Mara away, onto her back, her hand still latched around my now hard cock.

I lay at the side of her, propped up on one shoulder, and looked her in the eyes. I could see there and then that she really wanted this. There was a glimmer in her eyes which told me there was no turning back. I reached down and fondled one of her large breasts, kneading the flesh before teasing her hard nub. Mara moaned as I squeezed at her nipple. Teasing the other breast with my mouth, I ran my hand down her body until my hand reached her bush. I couldn't help but run my digits up and down within her long hair, slowly meandering deeper between her legs.

"Ah," moaned Mara as my fingers hit the apex of her pussy lips.

I was intent on exploring, delving deep inside, seeking her love canal. She was already damp down there as I eased her outer lips apart. My finger reached gently inside but just as I neared my target a hand shot out and grabbed my wrist.

"Not your finger Jamie," Mara whispered "I want you to make love to me . . . with this."

She squeezed at my hard shaft, at the same time spreading her legs wider and encouraging me on top. Slowly I eased myself over her knee, positioning my hips inside hers, the tip of my cock resting gently on her warm pussy. I rocked up and down slightly, letting my head slide up and down her lips and eliciting more gasps from my Latin lover. I needed to be sure that she wanted this and I grabbed her hand.

"Mara, show me you want me inside. Take my cock and place the head at your opening."

There was no hesitation as Mara took my shaft in her hand and, easing her lips apart, placed the head up against the entrance to her love canal. My breathing was deep and fast as I imagined her hot pussy tightly enveloping my manhood.

"Go easy on my Jamie," she whispered. "You're thick and it's a while since I've had a cock inside."

I so wanted to respond in kind saying it was a long time for me too, but I knew that would be a blatant lie. Instead I just eased forward, feeling the tip of my cock wedge up inside her love canal.

"Ughh," she gasped, her breathing heavy.

I waited, letting her emotions subside, before leaning in closer. There was another loud gasp as the thickest part of my cock slipped inside. I waited once more then slowly pushed myself in, feeling her tight pussy walls slide down along my shaft. Finally, my cock fully enveloped, I kissed my young lover.

"Is it okay Mara," I asked.

"Yes . . . yes . . . just go slowly," came her reply.

I did just that, gently pulling out all the way then leaning back in. The feeling as her walls eased up and down around my invading cock was delightful. I had a rhythm and was intent on keeping it, my cock now moving in and out with the regularity of an old steam engine. Out almost to the point of exiting and then back down deep inside. There was a pain in my shoulders as her nails dug deep but I kept going, encouraged by the moans filling my room.

There was a tightness around my cock as Mara's walls clamped down. From the rapid breathing breaking up the moans I knew she was close. I stepped up the pace just a little with amazing effect. Those nails dug right into my shoulders as she pulled me in tight, her legs wrapping around my backside at the same time. With Mara clinging on so tightly I could no longer plunge in and out. Instead I ground my cock into her, short movements deep inside her tight walls.

"Aghhh," she shrieked as her body stiffened.

There and then, I knew she had cum. I stopped, knowing today wasn't about me. This night was about warming Mara up and I hoped that she was now warm. She came down from her climax and unhooked her legs.

"Thank . . . you Jamie, . . . that was . . . fantastic," she whispered, words coming in gasps between her rapid breathing.

I wiggled my hard cock inside and Mara squealed once more before pulling herself off my cock. I lifted myself up on my arms, staring down at her naked body, admiring the gleam on her skin. For sure she was warm, actually hot was a more apt word.

"I'm sorry Jamie," she said as she pulled herself up from beneath me and sat at the end of the bed. "It's been so long that I'm a little sensitive down there. Kneel up though and give me that cock of yours."

I did just that, spreading my knees under her outstretched legs and pulling myself forward until my cock was directly above her dark bush.

"Close your eyes," she whispered and I followed her command.

I could feel wriggling on the bed, the touch of her thighs up against mine and then a hand once more on my shaft. A second hand joined and I jumped as they started to work their magic up and down my shaft. With her slick juices still coating my manhood the sensation of skin on skin was fantastic. I knew I had been close before and I knew I was getting close once more. There was a warmth growing just beneath the head of my cock and I moaned as the first twinge hit, me straining to hold from shooting all over her.

"Mara," I called out "I'm going to cum."

"I know," she whispered back, intensifying her hands on my cock.

Down below I felt like a volcano on the verge of erupting. The pressure in my balls building as the fire in my head intensified. She swapped from long strokes to a circular movement, one hand around my sensitive head and the other near the base of my shaft. It was too much and I felt my cock jump as a stream of sticky cum shot out, followed shortly by a second stream and then a third.

Mara withdrew her hands and slowly I opened my eyes. I couldn't believe what I saw. There was the sweet young Mara, her tanned skin now covered with streams of sticky white cum. She smiled.

"Look what you've done Jamie, I guess I'll need to clean up before I get dressed."

We both laughed, collapsing back into each others arms, sticky cum now smeared across both of our bodies.

It had been a wonderful evening and the start of what was to become a very intense relationship. For one minute at least, Gabi was out of my mind.

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As I had hoped, this was the start of what was becoming a wonderful relationship. On at least a couple more occasions we'd sneaked off for a little private time together. It was all standard stuff so far as I hadn't tested the water as to how adventurous Mara would be. That would come at some point but for now it was all about becoming comfortable with each other.

We were nearing the end of that term when things did take an unplanned turn of events.

The evening in question was nothing out of the ordinary. The usual drinks, maybe just a little more than normal, then back to my place for a little private time. Mara was becoming more confident in herself and our love making more passionate. Still conventional but definitely on the hotter side. we'd barely got into my room, yes albeit small it was our preferred choice as there was no risk of an unexpected interruption, before Mara was practically ripping the shirt off my back.

"Easy tiger," came my startled reply, trying to calm her down in fear of losing buttons or even clothes themselves.

"But I'm excited Jamie," she replied.

"What's so exciting about tonight?" came my question as I felt my last item of clothing being discarded.

I watched as Mara started to undress herself. Watched? Actually stared would have been more appropriate. Under her usual Summery dress she had the most seductive red lingerie set, bright red lace allowing a tempting glimpse of the delights beneath.

"Tonight's the night Jamie," came an enthusiastic reply.

"What? I don't follow you. We've done this several times already. What's so different about tonight?"

Mara removed her lingerie, once again discarding them by throwing in my direction. Before I had time to react she had already jumped into the bed and, propped up against the headboard,had the quilt wrapped around her. There was that mesmerising smile again.

"What's different is that I will still be here when you wake up in the morning. How does that sound?"

I didn't answer, but simply joined my lover in the bed, my lips locking down on hers. We lay there as usual, deep in that embrace, feeling the warmth grow between our bodies. It was when I pulled away and tried to roll Mara over on to her back, up until now I had always been on top, that she resisted.

"Oh no Jamie, not this time."

There was a sudden empty feeling, an instant feeling of rejection at the surprise. Had she decided she no longer wanted the intimacy? I couldn't have been farther from the truth.

"This time I'm gonna show you a little Latin character. Roll over yourself. You provide the pole and let me show you how good a dancer I am."

"Hmmmm, Mara you little tease, are you gonna make me roll over?"

A hand slammed into my chest, a clear statement that she was in control, and I rolled onto my back. If she wanted to take the lead then that was fine by me, I was just going to lay back and enjoy the show. I didn't have long to wait.

It was the quilt which disappeared first, thrown to the foot of the bed in a heap as Mara knelt herself up at the side of me. She threw a leg over mine as she positioned herself astride my thighs, her face smiling down at me. I had to keep myself from calling out as there, like a hidden temple deep in her jungle bush, was the outline of her sweet pussy lips. For all we had made love several times, this was the first time Mara had revealed her sex to me. She noticed my staring and, as if for effect, dipped a couple of fingers down there pulling her lips apart and delving inside. I could see the dampness on her inner lips and then again on her fingers as she withdrew them. She licked her juices off her fingers before returning them down below. This time though it was my turn for a little sweet treat.

The more I watched, the harder my cock became. I felt those large breasts squashed up against my chest, the hard nubs prominent, as Mara leaned forward up against my ear. She practically nibbled on my soft lobe as she whispered.

"You liked that didn't you? My sweet sex on the tip of your tongue."

I nodded.

"I bet you'd like to stick your tongue up there, wouldn't you?"

I nodded again.

"And maybe a few fingers as well?"

"Yes Mara, I'd like it if that is what you are wanting."

She sat back up and laughed, a sly teasing laugh.

"Oh I don't think so, not today anyway. Today you're just going to watch a little Latin dancing"

Mara grabbed my hard cock in her hand and smiled back at me. Pointing it straight up at the ceiling she lifted herself up on her knees and shuffled forward on the bed. My heart was pumping wildly as I watched her lower herself down until the very tip of my cock nestled into her warm wet pussy lips. I couldn't control myself and felt my cock twitch involuntarily at the feeling of anticipation as to what was to come.