Dances with my Sister Ch.2

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  I’m driving back to my college town today. It’s been about a month since I was last there. My company had signed on a new client located there, our biggest. I had been invited to a weekend getaway for their company and it’s vendors. I had been encouraged to bring a date for the weekend and I knew exactly who I wanted to bring, my sister. On my last trip I found out she was an exotic dancer at a high class club here. She needed the extra money to pay for a nice apartment while going to school here. When I called her to ask her about spending the weekend as my date at this fancy resort she squealed with delight and said of course she would. As I pulled up to her apartment to pick her up I was getting nervous. Not because she was my sister, but because we had fucked like rabbits the last time I was here. I had been dreaming ever since then about her. When she opened the door to her place and saw me standing there she jumped into my arms squeezing her large breasts against me. She kissed me full on the lips shoving her tongue in my mouth. This was a good sign because I was worried about how she felt about us now. We made some small talk and she said she had missed me terribly. She was wearing a tight fitting pair of designer jeans and a silk camisole top. She looked like a million bucks. I said we need to get going so I grabbed her bags and we went down to the car. As we drove off she took my hand and said that all she could think about lately was being with me again. I smiled knowing this would be a great weekend. We pulled up to the resort and the valet took the car. As we walked through the lobby to the front desk a lot of eyes turned toward her. Both men and women were looking. Men were lusting and women were jealous. It was mid afternoon when we checked in and went to our suite. There was a dinner and dance later tonight. After we explored the expensive suite she walked up to me and put her arms around my waist istanbul travesti pulling me close. She smiled coyly and asked what I wanted to do before dinner. I hesitated only a moment, thinking again that this was my sister. I couldn’t help myself and I leaned down and kissed her. I led her to the big king sized bed. We quickly got undressed, both eager with pent up passion. I laid back on the bed naked with my big cock at full attention. She climbed up on top of me pressing her naked body against me as she kissed me again. We held each other like that for a minute feeling the heat passing between us. She reached down and began stroking my cock. She breathlessly whispered into my mouth that she had to have this. She raised up and straddling me guided my uncircumcised cockhead to her entrance. She was very wet with desire and I was leaking precum. As she slowly lowered herself I remembered how tight she was. As I slowly entered her pussy my foreskin was pulled back causing me to gasp at the heat from within her. My eyes were closed and I lay still lost in the feeling. She was doing all the work and soon had most of my cock in her. I opened my eyes as she began a rhythm of up and down. Her hair was down in her face and she was sweating. I grabbed her perfect ass as she rode me. She was close and so was I. Her pussy had somehow stretched more and she was taking my entire length, grinding her clit each time she reached bottom. She started to convulse and grabbed my shoulders to steady herself. Her clenching pussy sent me off and I exploded into her tight confines. She collapsed on top of me and finally spent I rolled her over to her side and we fell asleep. Luckily I had sent the alarm on my phone and we awoke still naked with our limbs entwined. We had enough time to take a shower and get dressed for dinner. She was so naturally beautiful that it didn’t take long for her to get istanbul travestileri ready. With minimal makeup she was breathtaking. I dressed in a new suit and she wore a little black cocktail dress that would turn heads tonight. It was strapless and I had to ask how she was going to keep her huge breasts from spilling out. She smiled and said not to worry, girls had their tricks. We made it down to the ballroom. I introduced her as my girlfriend. As we shook hands with our host the president of the company and his wife he leaned in and quietly asked me if he had met my date before. I was worried that he might remember her from the strip club. I smiled and said no. His wife complimented us and said that we made the perfect couple and if we got married our babies would be beautiful. I smiled at my sister and she blushed some. I think the presidents wife was a little tipsy already. We sat for dinner and at our table was one of the young executive VP’s. He had been drinking too and could not help himself from staring down the front of my sisters dress. His wife even had to elbow him a few times to break his trance. It was a typical corporate dinner and awards were given out. I even accepted one for helping design a new product that had become their best seller. After dinner the dancing began as a band started up. I took my sisters hand and led her to the dance floor. Since drinks had been flowing most men had lost their inhibitions and just outright stared as she walked by. The band was playing a slow romantic number and I held her close as we swayed to the song. After awhile they changed the pace and played a Latin jazz number with a hot beat. Some of the women after a few drinks were attempting to dance sexy. My sister smiled at them and led me to the center of the dance floor. We began to dance a salsa and many just stopped and stared. I was with the hottest woman in the place travesti and she was putting on a performance. I just went along for the ride as she swayed and gyrated. I knew for sure that she would spill out of her dress, but it held. When the song was over we both needed a drink and as we left the floor I heard some whistles and clapping. After resting awhile back at our table the young VP walked up and asked her to dance. She looked at me and I nodded that it was OK. Looking up at him I smiled, him knowing that she was mine. It was obvious he was drunk when he tried to start dancing with her. He was trying to hold her close and after about ¾ of ts song I saw her walking back to the table with a smile. I saw him start to walk off the floor a little bent over and holding his crotch. I asked what happened and she said he got a little fresh with her ass and she kneed him. I laughed out loud and said that it was getting late and we had a big day tomorrow. She took my hand and we left the ballroom and went back to our room. I helped her with her dress. As it slid down I inhaled her scent. She smelled wonderful. I also noticed she wasn’t wearing anything under the dress. I laughed and said no wonder the men were all in heat. We crawled into bed, both tired from the full day. We held each other and it felt so right to be with her. How could I ever give this up? We made slow gentle love. I was on top of her stroking in and out as she whimpered underneath me. Wrapping her legs around me, encouraging me deeper, I plunged forward grunting as I unloaded my seed into my sister. We fell asleep with my cock still in her sealing us together. The next morning we woke up early and went to breakfast. The event this morning was tennis. There would be a mixed doubles tournament. When I told her about this she knowingly smiled. I had played tennis in college and she had won state in tennis in high school. We basically had played all our lives. We went down to the courts. I was wearing basic stuff, a t-shirt and baggy shorts. She had a pair of tight cotton shorts on and a sports bra that barely contained her. This outfit showed off her tight tanned abs. We made a plan not to show off as we steadily won game after game.

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