My Petite Fiancée Surprises Me

Spoiler: This is a story about the love of my life and my terminal shyness so it progresses very slowly.

I had broken up with my first real long-term girlfriend a few months before the end of my senior year. I'd only slept with 3 girls in my life, and she was the third. We had been deeply in involved since sophomore year, but terrible words were said on both parts, and couldn't be taken back. For months, I'd still think of her every day. She'd call me whenever she got drunk saying we could just have sex but as much as I craved it (I REALLY CRAVED IT), I needed to get over her and that just made it harder. She must have been partying a lot, enjoying her new social freedom as she soon called a few times a week.

I met the love of my life (Heather) through a friend. I was on my way back from jogging and stopped downstairs on the girl's floor to pick up some supplies for a very small gathering of friends. I couldn't help but notice Heather was gorgeous -- petite, (5' 1") with dirty blond hair just past her shoulders and fair skin. She didn't have a freckle or any blemishes. She was in a loose-fitting tank top and shorts as it was unusually hot and humid for March. Heather followed me into the hallway. "I'm happy to help you carry that back to your room. Maybe you could invite me to join you in return for helping you," she said with a warm smile. I told her that I could handle it -- I didn't want to look like a wimp that needed a tiny girl to help carry just a couple of supplies.

I realized I forgot to invite her, so I ran back downstairs and returned the bags as my premise for returning. Heather was funny, wholesome looking (no tats, virtually almost no makeup and no piercings, which is sexy as hell to me) and had an angelic face and a perfect body. We started out drinking in my dorm but ended up walking around the campus just talking until 5AM. We became inseparable within a couple of weeks.

Heather kept her firm but shapely doing swimming. She had gorgeous legs with wonderful curves and a nice little tushy! Her straight, silky blond hair ended just a few inches below her shoulders hiding her delicious neck Her small breasts were incredibly sensitive, and she couldn't get enough of me sucking on them. If I teased her soft pink nipples, they would firm up and she'd get embarrassed about how wet her pussy got. Her silky skin begged to be touched and kissed. I'm not sure why but Heather seemed to be uncomfortable with the way her body responded. I cherished her passion; she would gyrate, thrust back and moan so loudly, you could hear her the next dorm over.

Eight months ago, she first told me she loved me. I just said, "you're the best". I was worried I wasn't 100% sure so I didn't say it back as I didn't want to lie about something so serious. Oddly she took my response well and said, she knew I was in love too. Six months ago, I got up the courage to tell her I loved her back. It was confusing and uncomfortable, she kept kissing me but was crying for like an hour. We graduated about a year ago and she moved in with me a few months ago (I don't think she told her parents yet). I never thought I'd want to get married but now I was thinking about the money I'd need before I could even ask.

I'm about 6' tall, 180lbs and in decent shape as I run about 20 miles a week and lift a few days. I was an only child and my family only got together with our relatives at Christmas, so we didn't do a lot of hugging. Large get togethers make me uncomfortable so I'd always head to the least occupied room.

She was one of the most feminine people I know. Some women feel a need to put on super high heels and dress trashy to get a guy's attention, but her innocent appearance made me want to defile her constantly! I was insanely proud knowing she was an animal in the bedroom and that was just for me. I'd do just about anything to satisfy her sexual needs.

I spent a lot of time driving and visiting her over the summer. Heather seems so conservative compared to her family. Her parents made a very good living selling vast amounts of stuff like quartz and amethyst online. The house was very large and probably built with in the last 10 years but had a very homey vibe to it. They welcomed me as if I'd grown up with them which was nice but unexpected. I don't know if I could be that nice to someone who tried to hide the salami with my daughter every opportunity that presented itself.

I met Tammi, Heather's sister, when she got back from school -- her college had 2 more weeks than our school. For some reason Heather seemed apprehensive about me meeting her. I get it, I'm awkward around new people and I'm sure she wanted it to go well. Turns out there was nothing to fear, her sister and I got along fine as we enjoyed harassing each other. She's a good kid.

I'm now 22 and I had been working in for great company a year since graduation. I was in pretty good shape as I continued to work out after college. My job in tech support for a financial company paid decent money for someone fresh out of school. My apartment wasn't a huge, but it was nice and very reasonably affordable since they just built a large complex with several buildings and needed to fill it up, fast.

Heather had people smarts. She was a was in sales at a BMW dealership. She only worked about 25 hours a week. She still made serious money despite the hours. She did yoga 5 days a week and took care of me cooking and cleaning most days a week. We both like hiking, shopping together (particularly at warehouse stores), binge watching several TV series, cooking shows and sex!

Heather and I are very different. She could meet strangers and instantly have long conversations with them. Even though she's extremely enthusiastic in bed, I was a little timid about trying anything kinky because I knew I wanted to marry her. I might freak her out and not think I was husband material. Despite her enthusiasm, we'd almost never have sex in the morning because she claimed she'd be late for work, or she'd say she needed to recover from the night before.

It was late Friday afternoon in May when I returned from my run. For some reason Heather locked the door after I left. I realized why when entered the apartment; I could hear the shower running. I took off my sneakers and left a trail of sweaty clothes as I approached the bathroom. I slowly opened the door hoping to surprise my hot little naked girlfriend. I was horny and my cock was at full attention. Apparently, she wanted to surprise me; the lights were out, and she even lit a couple of candles. I tried not to make any noise as I pulled back the curtain while she drenched her hair under the water.

I had one foot in the tub before I realized, it was Heather's bohemian sister, Tammi! She smiled at me almost as if this was a normal place to meet. She just turned around and gave me a peck on the cheek! Tammi giggled and said, "My sisters on her way back with groceries." I don't think the situation really dawned on her until she looked down at my package and said, "OH MY GOD!" She recovered and managed to joke about it, "You holster that, you don't want it going off accidentally!" I didn't say a word, I just turned and launched myself at the door which I wasn't coordinated enough to open fully before attempting to exit. I'm not sure if I was more embarrassed that I was naked or that I had seen her naked. I could hear the blood rushing to my cheeks as I blushed.

I nearly fell trying to get my shorts back on and my shirt at least halfway over my torso. I could hear my girlfriend, Heather coming in with groceries. I kicked my underwear under the couch. I ran to the kitchen thinking that was somehow being further from the bathroom made everything less awkward. Heather kissed my lips while eyeing my sweat. "Honey, Tammi is here and just announced she's visiting us for a bit, so you need to clean up while I make dinner." She then whispered, "I would have warned you, but I just found out her schedule; you know she likes doing things spur of the moment. I promise we can kick her out as soon as she gets to be too much". Great, that meant I'd be the bad guy when that time came.

Heather shocked me and started to rub my cock through my shorts. "Maybe we should sneak tonight's fun in now while she's in the shower." I knew she was kidding, but I could feel my heart pounding in my chest just thinking about it. We usually only made love at night in bed, but I wanted to bend her over the counter and not worry about her sister catching us. I put my hand over hers, increasing the pressure on my cock as she ran her dainty hand over my shorts. I could feel myself blushing all over again. "Did you see my sister yet?" For a second I couldn't tell if she was talking to me or my cock.

"Not on purpose!" I blurted out. I could hear the water turn off then and couldn't help but picture her naked body getting out of the shower. Heather had guessed the gist of what occurred and laughed herself silly. Instead of being angry with me she looked at me somewhat sympathetically. Even though I was 6' and easily had 70 lbs of mass on Heather's little perfect body; she treated me like a small child at times. Despite my sweatiness, she pulled me close and slipped a hand inside my shorts and said, "Your lucky he's so shy or I wouldn't trust him around other girls." She continued to fondle my hard cock which was ready to have its way with her. I couldn't believe my innocent little girlfriend was stroking me with her sister in the same apartment.

Heather pulled me close and whispered, "If you are afraid of her, I'll tell her to lock the bathroom door while she's here; for your own safety of course!" Heather laughed to make sure she knew she trusted me while she was getting a dig in on me. She then pulled my wasteland back and said, "Or maybe I'll do the opposite as he seems very excited right now and I love when he's excited." She bent over to get close to my cock and talk directly to it. While pulling back the waist band with one hand, she traced the precum with her index finger over the tip of my cock with her other hand. "Would you like that?" she asked as she continued to stroke it. "Mmmm, he's nice and hard right now! I wonder if he liked seeing my little sister naked." She held my cock and looked it in the eye and said, "did you like looking at her wet, slippery body?" She pumped it slowly; I could feel the growing drops of precum leaking down to her hand. Why would she ask that? Now I was thinking about her little sister being naked.

I heard a creak in the floor. When I looked up there was Tammi in just a short towel about to lean over the counter to look at what was going on. Heather immediately released me and arranged the groceries. I tried to say something to cover my retreat but all that came out was unintelligible mumbling. I went outside grabbing my sneakers off the mat while trying to hide my huge hard on. I took my keys and got in the car and just drove to different part of the apartment complex; to the far corner of a parking lot where I wouldn't be seen. I could see my ridiculously red face in the rear-view mirror. I sat there for 30 minutes waiting to calm down before heading back.

When I returned, Tammi and Heather were preparing the salad giggling away but not really saying anything when they saw me. Heather looked amazing in a nice summer dress and Tammi looked sexy wearing an oversized old dress shirt with a wine stain on the sleeve. I know that stain -- that's my shirt! When did I start thinking of Tammi as sexy.

I noticed Tammi's long curly blond hair cascading halfway down her back. She's extremely fit, just like her sister although she'd got slightly more muscle in her thighs as she ran track since high school. Somehow despite her flat tummy and fit legs she has a very sizeable pair of mamorabelia. I imagine her rather impressive boobs, sexy legs and pretty face made her the wet dream of every boy in her high school. She doesn't have any freckles accept at the very end of her little button nose. She doesn't seem to fit into just one niche -- she's fun, has a razor-sharp sense of humor, athletic and I'm not sure the right words but let's say unconventional.

I just bleated out "Hi" before running to the bathroom, locking the door, and opening a drawer which interfered with the door. That should hold a battering ram at bay for a bit.

I took a vigorous shower, killing time as I knew I was going to get a good razzing. I put my sweaty clothes in the hamper and held a towel tightly around myself as I fled to the safety of the bedroom. I wished I had brought clean clothes into the bathroom with me as I felt embarrassed a guest might see me in just a towel. I realized I needed to man up and face my girlfriend and her sister's mockery at my shyness. I put on a nice clean polo shirt and some clean underwear and comfy shorts and calmly walked out into the kitchen.

Tammi was now dressed in a very nice summer dress much like Heather's peach one only Tammi's was yellow. In fact, it was one of Heather's dresses. I found out later she had brought over a month's laundry and was out of clean clothes. The upper part of Tammi's dress was snug as she was so ample up top. I'm not sure why but she looked very lovely in this wholesome outfit. She obviously was not wearing a bra and since when did I notice things like that?

Sometimes the best way to deal with an uncomfortable situation is head on. I apologized to her sister immediately. "Tammi, I'm so sorry for what happened earlier. I really didn't mean to see you like that and I didn't mean to expose myself to you like that. I really am sorry." I stared at her eyebrows as I didn't want her to think I was looking at her large breasts and what they looked like as beads of water rolled off them in the shower.

Tammi is extremely easy going. She immediately gave me a warm hug and said, "Hey, you didn't plan on it and to tell you the truth -- that was one heck of a treat for me as I haven't dated a guy since last summer. You got me all lathered up!" she said with a giggle -- terrible pun but that was our jam. Now I was blushing again, I hear the feel my ears heat up. I tried to think about baseball even though I don't ever watch it. It was impossible for me not to picture her jilling off as she aimed the handheld shower head pulsing against her pussy as she brought herself to an intense orgasm. I wasn't trying to look at her pussy in the shower, but it was so smooth and innocent looking.

Heather took me by the hand and quietly apologized to me in the living room. "Don't mind her, you know how much pleasure we take in making a great big man blush. Sorry I was picking on you when I got back, but as I said, you are so darn cute when you blush. I never get tired of watching when you do that. I'll be honest I still find it very sexy for some reason. Are you blushing right now because of what I just said or what my little sister just said to you? Are you picturing my baby sister splooshing? You filthy perv!" she chuckled with a huge smirky smile. She started to poke me since I'm ticklish while winking at Tammi. Her sister is two and a half years younger than her, but she makes it sound so naughty when she identifies her as her baby sister. I would never purposely think about her sister that way though.

They could tell that they'd used up my conversation on this topic as I got too shy to say anything. We moved on and had a really nice time talking about what Tammi might do with her life now that she had her two-year communications degree. We also talked about a "male cleanse" she had taken for the past year due to some article she read in a magazine. It said it would help her know who she was by avoiding relationships and not trying to be what a man wanted her to be. She's not exactly a crystal or pyramid power person but she is very open minded to things I certainly think are mostly garbage with a hint of truth. She can find a way for any astrology forecast to be accurate.

We talked and drank wine (OK, I drank beer -- I just wanted to sound sophisticated) for about two and a half hours until we cleared the table and hung out on the couch. We were watching whatever was on TV -- it was mostly just the girls talking over the show. My girlfriend looked so cute holding her sister even though they were grownups. I enjoyed my girlfriend's body against mine. I sniffed the top of her head as she leaned against me. She smelled amazing as always. If only her sister wasn't here. I could feel my meat swell under her as she rested the remote on my crotch. She casually reached back to rub it without alerting her sister. I swear it inflated to 35lbs psi in seconds.

I was worried it was now calling attention to itself. I stretched my back and pretended to be tired and said, "it was great talking with you two, but I'm tired out from my run and I'm going to need plenty of sleep to motivate myself to go jogging tomorrow so I'm going to call it quits. Tammi, it's so nice to have you visit us." With that I turned so my boner hopefully wasn't showing as I stretched my shirt over it and I got ready for bed.

Just a few minutes later my girlfriend joined me in the bedroom. I asked, "aren't you two still catching up?"

Heather said, "There's time enough for that later, she could be staying for a while."

I was hoping that didn't mean how it sounded but I didn't want to go to bed in a heated discussion. Frankly, all I could think about was how my hungry cock wasn't going to get to taste her luscious pussy. I might sound like a bratty kid, but I really really had my heart set on it. We were both way too tired the night before and somehow it's like missing a meal. It may not seem like much at the time but I'm starving when the next meal comes around.

To make things worse, we were both already naked as we never wore PJs to bed. It was impossible not to look at her sumptuous little body and not feel lust. I rolled over to look at the clock as Heather climbed into bed. Her delicate, soft but cool fingers ran over my arms and reached my cock. She often slept that way after we made love like it was some sort of security blanket. I desperately wanted to take her, but I didn't want Heather to think I couldn't behave myself for just one night. Besides the walls within the apartment don't do much to keep out the noise from the next room.

I figured I'd try behaving like a gentleman for tonight as Heather can be quite loud (which gets me twice as horny). She kept stroking me and kissing me to make sure I knew she cared. Then she surprised me by giving me a serious handjob while whispering in my ear, "I promise to take extra good care of you while my sister is here." I was throbbing already. She rarely jerked me off as I tend to shoot a lot of cum when I release. She was making the hair on the back of my neck stand as my ear enjoyed her hot moist breath, "are you enjoying this?" I nodded. She stopped her hand for a moment and said, "I cannot hear you. Tell me you are enjoying this, honey."

I whispered back desperately, "I am enjoying this so very much!" I would have given her nuclear launch codes if I had them.

She immediately resumed stroking my cock. "Tell me you like having my sister here," she whispered and then bit my earlobe.

"I'm so happy your sister is here!" I whispered back desperately ready for release

"That makes me happy since you'll be seeing a lot of her, and I want you to look forward to seeing her every morning when she rolls out of bed or comes out of the shower." I could not really focus on what she was saying. "Say it," she demanded.

I don't know why it popped into my mind, but I could picture Tammi at the breakfast table wearing that little towel again, with wet hair and tiny drops of moisture on her shoulders. "I really look forward to seeing Tammi every morning," I croaked out. I then released a stream of semen that hit the clock, the sheet, the nightstand. It seemed like it just wouldn't stop shooting out of me.