It seemed that I had spent a lifetime fucking women, and now instead ofbeing fucked by man, somebody was making love to me. Making love, withthe emph...asis on the word love. Perhaps all women have this kind ofromantic view of it, or was it just women like me. But somehow it seemthat receiving was so different. Somehow it was not just a physicalthing. It was a higher plane.And that was before it even started. The gentle rocking became fastermovement. His hips slapped against my inner. I’m 6ft on the dot and weigh 78kg. Blue eyes, medium length, dirty blond hair. My sister, Jane, is 5ft 3 inches, weighs 50kg, has blue eyes but dies her hair black and has had it black for so long I can hardly remember what her natural hair colour was. Up till we were both eighteen we had a perfectly normal brother sister relationship, we would fight with each other, annoy the hell out of each other but for the most part we were friendly with each other. The change to the sexual relationship we. That's all it took. What a pick up line! If a guy tried it, forget it. Wham, bam, fuck you man!"Keep your eyes closed," she purred, very close. The odor of mint mixed with a minor undercurrent of alcohol and... something else very pleasant wafted by my nose. I breathed deeply and enjoyed her fragrance. What was the scent? What was it called? Organza? Orgazma? Something like that. Did I know anyone who smelled like this? No. I would remember.She moved in close on my right. I could feel her. “Hey, they banned The Outlaw in Cincinnati because it showed Jane Russell’s cleavage!” Melody added.“Prudes; all of them!” Jeannette, who was dressed as a VERY naughty nurse, stated firmly.We arrived at Milena’s house and the party was just getting into swing. Milena was looking VERY sexy indeed in her ‘Jeannie’ outfit, and Joel looked quite handsome in his Air Force uniform. Her friend Deb was dressed as a 50s ‘bobbysoxer’, complete with poodle skirt, saddle shoes, and a ponytail.“Shall I kick.