Sara was really looking forward to visiting her older brother Steve. She hadn’t seen him for almost two years and she really missed him. Although he was nine years older than his 18, they had always been close when she grew up before leaving the house, never returning from the university, having met and married Veronica and started her own life. Life at home with her parents became more difficult for her last year as she felt bigger than they were willing to admit it. She had taken the car they bought for her, that she was not supposed to drive without an authorized adult driver with her, but she felt quite certain that they would not call the police and as long as she was driving carefully she would have no problem. She knew that the note she left would make them crazy, but hopefully they would understand and that the summer break would be good for all.
Slowly, she looked for the signs that lead her to the closed community where she knew Steve and Veronica. Finally, she did a tour and there was the sign, Carefree, an adult community. She went to the guard cabin and smiled at the man who retired to greet her.
“Hi, I’m Sara Hempstead,” she says. “I’m looking for my brother’s house, Steve Hempstead,” she explains.
“Well, hi, Sara,” said the guard, smiling at her. “I’ll call them and tell them you’re here.”
“I would rather surprise him,” she said, knowing that she had not told him she was coming. She didn’t want her parents to interfere with her plans. “If you could tell me how to go,” she suggested, smiling again.
“Of course, I suppose,” the guard accepted, charmed by the beautiful teenager. “It’s just in two streets, then turn left and it’ll be the third house on the right,” he says. “You can’t miss it. That’s number 114. "
“Oh, thank you” Sara said, happy to see Steve again.
“Having a nice visit,” said the guard, stirring as she crossed when the door went away.
Sara easily negotiated the streets until she parked her car in front of 114. It was a long road, almost 11 hours and she was a little tired of the car. Out of the car, she stretched out, making her 5'7” seem even more when she reached for the sky, her long red hair that wraps her almost at her waist. Breathing deeply, she climbed to the door and rang the bell. When the door opened and Steve saw her standing, his mouth fell open and he caught her in a big hug."
“Sara!” he cried. “What are you doing here?”
“I couldn’t take him home and I thought I’d come to visit,” she said, relieved to her salvation.
“What did Mom and Dad say?” he asked, slipping an arm around her shoulders and driving her into the house.
“I don’t really know,” she says. “I just left them a note, I didn’t really tell them where I was going.”
“They will be worried,” said Steve. “Let me call them and tell them you’re here and I’m sure it’s gonna be okay.”
“I don’t want to go back,” said Sara. “They’ve been horrible lately.”
“Don’t worry,” Steve reassured him. “I can’t believe how good it is to see you. You really grew up, didn’t you? You’re just a little girl. "
“Do you think?” Sara asked, pushing, knowing that the last time she saw her breasts began to grow and that she now had big breasts full, like their mother.
“Yes, I do,” Steve said, looking at her. “You’re really a beautiful young woman now.”
“Oh, Steve, thank you,” Sara said, harassing him. “I missed you so much.”
“Hey, everything’s okay,” Steve said, feeling shaky in his arms. “It’s all right.”
Sara sat on the couch while Steve called their parents. She could say they were angry, but Steve seemed to fix everything and when he hung the phone, he smiled.
“Well, they were pretty worried, especially because you’re a minor to take the car alone,” he explains. “But I think they understand and they said it was good if you visited us for a while.”
“Oh, Steve, thank you” Sara said, her concerns about everything that disappears in the air.
“Take your car stuff,” Steve said. “We have a spare room that you can use as long as you are here.”
They went out and took Sara’s few bags, catching up on what they had done since they saw each other. They kept talking while Sara unpacked the little she brought and put it in the drawers. "
“Steve, is anyone here?” Sara heard Veronica’s voice asking.
“Yeah, it’s Sara,” Steve said Sara ended up putting the last things away.
“Sara?” she heard when she turned around, just as veronica walked in the room pulling a short silk dress around herself, but not before Sara saw that she was totally naked underneath. “What are you doing here, Sara?” she asked, smiling a sleepy smile.
As Steve explained, Sara tried not to look at her. She did not remember that she was so beautiful, with thick black hair and an olive skin, her big eyes and a large generous smile on her face. The more the fact that the dress she wore was short. She barely covered her ass.
“Well, I hope you like it here,” Veronica said, putting his arms around Steve and kissing him.
“Oh, I’m sure I will,” Sara said, trying to hide her shock that the dress rolled halfway to Veronica’s naked ass.
“I bet you would like to take a shower and relax a little after your disc,” Veronica says, turning to smile.
“Yes, I suppose,” Sara accepted.
“Well, the bathroom is the door next to the left,” she said, “why don’t you do that and then we’ll decide what to do. »
“Grace,” Sara said, going to her feet.
She gathered a few things she needed and went to the bathroom, slowly dishabbing as she thought how Veronica didn’t seem to realize or think her ass had shown when she kissed Steve. Then she realized that she had not caught her favorite conditioner that she had brought with her, so wrapping a towel around her she returned to her room to get it. When she got out of her room, she was only able to see Steve and Veronica’s room, which was right across the hall, because the door was open. What she saw caused her mouth to open and she almost gased loudly. Steve was kneeling in front of the bed, her face buried between the thighs of Veronica while she was lying on the bed with her feet on her and her knees spread widely. She knew Steve had to eat Veronica’s pussy and she could hear Veronica’s cooing and encourage Steve as he liked him.
Back in the shower before they saw her, Sara was surprised to find herself excited and shocked by what she had just seen. She shouldn’t shock her. After all, they’ve been married for two years. It was just that the door was open and well, it was just shocked. But she noticed in the mirror that her nipples had hardened to the ends of her big breasts. She brought her hands to tease them and felt a chilling course through her body while her fingers closed on her nipples, pressing them and pulling them gently on them.
She was always surprised how her body could feel when she was stimulating so that she was sure that her mother wouldn’t approve. Thinking about what it must be to have someone do to him what Steve had seen to do in Veronica made him shiver. It must be wonderful, she thought she was gonna take the shower.
It was good to wash the long day while she was standing under the water. Finally she forced herself out, carefully drying her long hair and standing in front of the mirror while she swept it. She thought of her hair as her best characteristic, not realizing that other people might have different ideas. She noticed that her nipples had calmed down, but as soon as she realized this and remembered the reason for their excitement, they began to harden. She looked at how they cut themselves, swimming in knots while she kept slowly brushing her hair.
She ended up brushing herself and wrapped a towel around her, gathering her stuff and returned to her room. She looked in Steve and Veronica’s room but didn’t see them. She went into her room, pushing the door behind her. Leaving her towel on the ground, she started rubbing the moisturizer on her whole body, remembering how important it was to keep her skin soft. She was hung on the leg and foot when suddenly her door opened and Veronica came in.
Flying furiously, Sara showed up and rose, not sure to reach her towel to cover herself or not. Seeing his blush, Veronica smiles.
“I’m sorry, I should have hit,” she said. “I’m not used to it anymore.”
“That’s good,” Sara said, trying not to show how shocked she was.
“I just wanted to see if you needed something,” says Veronica.
“No, I don’t think,” said Sara. “I’m almost done.”
“You’re really beautiful,” Veronica observed, smiling at her. “I love your hair.”
“Thank you,” Sara blushed, feeling that her nipples become hard in her embarrassment.
“Well, when you’re ready, come join us in the kitchen,” she says, turning to leave the room, without worrying about the door.
When she left, Sara pushed the gate closed, still smashed to Veronica just walking on her. She noticed that the door had no way to lock it, so she shaved and ended hydrating, then shot on a few shorts and sweat shirt, not wanting to disturb with a bra right now. Quickly soaked her hair, she left the room and went down the hallway to the kitchen. When she entered the kitchen, Veronica was standing with her back, leaning on a central butcher block as a counter when she spoke to Steve. She always wore her dress and she climbed on her ass, exposing her completely. Sara was surprised again, because this time she could easily see the lips of Veronica’s pussy pushing between her legs. Her face came back when she thought her brother had her face there a little while ago.
“Well, you’re here,” says Steve when he saw her. How was the shower?
“Awesome,” said Sara. “I guess I really needed it.”
“Do you have specific plans while you are here?” Steve asked. “Or you don’t know?”
“I’m not really,” said Sara. “I just wanted space and I missed you, so I came here. Will I be on my way?”
“Of course not,” says Steve, laughing. “I was wondering.”
“I’m probably going to sunset and read a lot,” says Sara. “And whatever happens, I guess.”
“It’s wonderful,” said Veronica. “No plans, take it that way.”
“Something like that, I guess,” Sara accepted.
“We were invited to go to a neighbor tonight,” said Steve. “Do you want me to call you and see if it’s good to bring you?”
“No, it’s okay,” said Sara. “I’m just gonna hang out here. I don’t care, honest.”
“Well, okay,” Steve said, smiling. “There will be other times when you can join us, I guess.”
Sara agreed. “You do what you’re going to do. It’s gonna be okay.”
They all sat around talking, getting close to what was going on with their lives. Sara couldn’t stop me from knowing how bare Veronica was when she changed her legs. Sometimes Sara even thought she could see her pussy like her knees. Finally, Steve announced that they had to get dressed to leave and he told Sara just to help what she wanted or needed, that the refrigerator was full and that it shouldn’t be shy.
When they came out of their room a few minutes later, Sara saw that Veronica wore a pretty dress of sun, very short, more than halfway through her knees, and with spaghetti straps. Sara didn’t realize how big her tits were before, but with the bass cut of the dress, she saw that she had a really nice body. Steve was just wearing a pair of Bermuda shorts and a short sleeve shirt. They both wore sandals.
“Well, see you later,” Steve said, harassing Sara. “We’ll probably be late, so don’t wait for us,” he said, laughing, “maman.”
“Don’t dare!” Sara laughed, hit him. “And you’d better be good and early or you won’t come out for a month.”
Veronica smiles when they left and Sara went to the kitchen to find something to eat. She ate and watched TV for a while. Then she felt tired and decided to sleep. When she arrived in her room, she looked in Steve and Veronica’s room, whose door was open. When she came in, she looked casually, checking it out. She saw a magazine escape from under the blankets of the bed, and don’t think about it, pulled it out to see what it was. For his surprise, it was a magazine called Swingers.
On the way down the edge of the bed, Sara returned the magazine. She was shocked as she realized what it was, seeing the pictures of people engaging in sexual acts and then she started reading the magazine. She was shocked when she read stories of people swinging, how they found other couples and then the things that happened between them, realizing that Steve and Veronica must be in as well. She felt she was turning to her, recognizing that feeling as she was trying to imagine Steve and Veronica having sex with other people.
Then she put the magazine downstairs, and felt a little guilty, started opening the drawers of their dressers, just looking inside them to see if there were more magazines or something. When she opened the drawer on the night table that looked like Steve’s side of the bed, Sara struck to pay the dirt, pulling a photo album. To bed and open it, his mouth fell. Every page was the same. First a picture of Steve and Veronica with another couple, then the same photo, but this time everyone was naked. Then there were usually three or four additional photos, each showing Steve or Veronica having sex with one of the other people. And there were Pages and Pages, in all, it counted.
Slowly Sara studied every page, shocked and as proud in a way that she saw her brother’s tail. Veronica was too surprised. She really had an incredible body, and she obviously liked to use it. There were pictures of her with dicks in her mouth, pussy and ass. Sometimes all at once. There were even several pictures of Veronica with other women, that Sara found the most exciting as she studied these forbidden sex photos. She noticed that Veronica didn’t even have a hair on her pussy. It was completely bald. As she looked through the album, she noticed that most women were like that, making her aware that it was because they had shaved. She wondered what it would feel like not having the auburn loops that frame her secret spot, as she thought.
Concerned that they would come back to pick her up, Sara replaced the album and gave the magazine as she thought she had found it, then went to her room and undressed for the bed. She was terribly excited and she felt how hard her nipples were when she pulled the sweat shirt on her head. She knew that if she checked that she would find that she was as wet between her legs, what she confirmed when she slipped into the bed, her hand flies between her thighs to separate her lips from the pussy and dip inside. As she played with her, she wondered what it would be like to have men like Veronica did, how it would feel. And she fell asleep like that, her hand between her legs and a smile on her face.
She woke up a few hours later when she heard some noise. She put her ear in the door and listened.
“Oh, Steve,” she heard Veronica say, “it was so fun.”
“Yes, it was good,” he agreed.
“Do me once again before going to sleep,” Sara heard Veronica begging her.
“You don’t have enough?” Steve asked, laughing.
Veronica answered. “Go, put that big dick in my pussy once again, then I’ll leave you until tomorrow. I promise.
“Go, you,” Steve said, and Sara heard them enter their room.
She didn’t hear the door close and knew if she opened her door, she could see in their room and look at them. She listened and heard nothing. Holding her breath and carefully opening the door, hoping she wouldn’t collapse, Sara opened the door just enough to be able to enter the room of Steve and Veronica. The lights were lit and she could see that Steve stood at the foot of the bed and Veronica was on her hands and knees. She couldn’t make details, but she knew to see the pictures in their album exactly what was going on.
Quietly close the door, Sara slipped into her bed, seeing Steve fucks Veronica while she sat on the bed. As her hand slipped between her legs again, she wondered if they were with one of the people she saw in the album, wondered what it would have been like to be there. Her fingers were occupied between her legs, and soon she had this wonderful feeling that she was going to wash on her when she played with herself and then she was going to sleep, a smile on her face.
The next morning, Sara woke up much better for the rest. She didn’t understand how tired it was. Then she remembered what she discovered the day before in Steve’s drawer. She didn’t know what to do when she left the bed, pulling on her oversized sweatshirt and a pair of gym shorts. She opened her door and saw that they were still asleep, so she went quietly into the kitchen and found what she needed to make coffee. After the coffee had brewed Sara sat down with a cup, reading a magazine she found on the table. Not like the one in their room. She didn’t know anyone in the room before she heard Veronica’s voice just behind her.
“Oh, I thought I smelled coffee,” she said. “Very good.”
Sara went back to her seat hearing Veronica and almost fell her cup, because she was as naked as a jaybird. She saw that Veronica’s breasts were really as perfect as they looked in the photos, big, straight, big dark nipples on the ends. The slit of her pussy was easily visible without the hair that covered her, and Sara saw that she had a beautiful and gracious back as she walked and made a cup of coffee. Sitting on a stool in front of Sara, Veronica smiles.
“You slept well?” she asked, taking a sip of coffee.
“Yes, well,” Sara said, trying not to be embarrassed. “Did you have fun last night?”
“Oh, yes,” Veronica says, smiling. “It was a lovely evening. I hope we didn’t wake you when we got home. It was late enough.”
“I heard nothing,” said Sara, shaking his head.
“Here, Sara heard Steve says he came to the kitchen in a short. “And the coffee is ready too,” he said, spreading a cup.
“How did you sleep, Sara?” he asked by taking a sip.
“Oh, well,” says Sara, smiling. She really missed it. He was such a good brother and friend with her.
“Do you want your dress?” Steve asked Veronica.
“I didn’t even think about it,” said Veronica, looking down. “I almost never wear clothes around the house,” she explains to Sara, except when people come. I’ll get something.”
“No, you don’t have to do that for me,” said Sara, trying to ring. “I’ve seen other girls in the gym room at school. "
“Well, if you’re sure you don’t mind,” Veronica said. “Because it doesn’t matter to me. I didn’t think so.”
“No, don’t be stupid,” says Sara. “It’s your house.”
“I see you remembered and put your shorts,” said Veronica, smiling at Steve. “He’s a good brother.”
“Of course,” Steve said, sipping his coffee, his eyes smiling on Sara’s cup. “I don’t think Sara would appreciate if I walked naked, do I?”