"'All Truth: When was a time you were so turned on you couldn't stand it?'"
"When wasn't there a time," Nadia scoffed at the question.
"Well, I do remember one time that happened. I was at school, and I was not having a good day. Not wanting to be around anyone, I hid behind the school to be alone, and there I witnessed a boy and a girl kissing. I got excited by how intimate they're conversation was." Nadia then reached for her bulge and caressed it. "I couldn't help but get hard."
We all had a good laugh. I have a feeling that Nadia is going to be telling dick jokes all night.
"Well, I don't have one," I said truthfully.
"Are you sure you don't have one?" Nadia asked.
"If I do have one, I can't think of one right now," I said indifferently.
"I remember a day that you were unable to control yourself." She said teasingly.
"Oh," my Sister's interest was piqued. "Since Ted can't remember, why don't you share it for him." Nadia then gave me a wicked smile as her eyes glinted mischief.
She then turned to my sister, "Do you remember the day I slept over, and you whined about my underwear being too sexy for a sleepover?"
The smile on my face became contorted as it became awkward. I remembered that day. I never knew that underwear could be so sexy. The way that it held her breast as if it was an offering to me. The lace that seemed to cover very little of her breast as it came down from her like a dress attempting to hide her curves that outlined her body.
Then just slightly underneath the dress, the way that it grasped her hips, the sexy lace that left little to my imagination. Especially how it wrapped around her buttocks soft and firm, disappearing into her sweet embrace.
It had left me with an uncontrollable urge within me that day. I've had erections before, but this was strange. It felt like it had it's own heartbeat, with every pulse giving me a stimulant of pleasure. Just looking at her, I could feel my dick becoming more sensitive; as if she was stroking me herself as I watched her.
My sex felt like an over-inflated balloon with one more blow, or a good squeeze would cause me to pop. I was on the ledge wanting to fly and not care about the consequences. The pressure in my pants or the friction in my underwear made me want to leap off that edge willing.
I had to wait when I was alone when no one was looking. I distracted myself as much as possible, I tried my best not to ogle in Nadia's direction, but every time I avoided her, she would always appear in front of me, tempting me. No matter how hard I tried to ignore her, she found her way to bewitched me and begged her for more.
That night as she laid in her sleep with her chest going up and down, taunting me as she dreamed.
As the moonlight started shined upon her curves, it caressed up her body, reaching for her breast. As it began to embrace her, Nadia shuddered in pleasure as her bosom was being kissed by moonlight. She slightly rolled in my direction, offering her other breast for me to join in this threesome.
She wanted my lips around her nipple and suckle it as the moonshine did. We would caress her body, and as the moonlight escorted my hand in between her thighs.