It was a chilly night when I first met Taraoluwa.
I had lived with her sister, Funto, for a few years. We first met while we were both travelling. When we started dating, I lived on the mainland and she lived on the Island, so we only saw each other on weekends. After a few years and a promotion which came with a substantive raise, I decided to take the bull by the horns and moved to the Island. We got an apartment together. It was amazing, we were deeply in love and constantly making love in every room in the house.
When I turned 30, I asked Funto to marry me, and she said yes.
That’s when things started to go wrong. She got more involved in her job and was promoted to the position of Manager, which added a lot of stress from the new responsibilities. She started working late every night, and it affected our sex life.
When I first met her sister, Tara, we had been engaged for a year but hadn’t started planning the wedding yet. Tara was living with their parents in Ibadan, but when it was time for her to do NYSC, she decided to serve in Lagos with her boyfriend. They rented an apartment close to our house, which was convenient because we wanted to help them as they started their new lives together.
I was there, wearing a white shirt, blue jeans, and black Chelsea boots, brushing my hair while waiting for Funto to finish getting ready so we could go out for dinner with Tara and her boyfriend. When I turned around, I saw Funto standing there with her back to me. She was wearing a tight, black dress that reached just below her knees and showed off her curves perfectly.
We hadn’t had sex for almost two months, and I couldn’t hold back. As she looked at herself in the mirror, I hugged her tightly, my arms around her stomach, pressing myself against her. I gently kissed her warm, soft neck, and I could feel myself getting aroused as I pressed my dick against her ass.
“Tolu, what are you doing?” she asked softly, brushing her hair aside.
“Come on, we have time,” I whispered and kissed her neck again, knowing that always got her wet and ready.
“No Tolu, we don’t,” she said with a sigh and gently pushed me away.
Another sexless night.
Finally, we were both ready and went to the restaurant to meet her younger sister, Tara.
We walked in, and then I saw her.
She stood up and smiled, a smile so powerful it could make even the strongest man feel weak. I was surprised that she didn’t look much like Funto. Yeah, there was a big age difference, but you wouldn’t have guessed they were sisters.
Tara was a bit shorter, around 5’4″, still slim but with a bit more curve to her. Her tanned skin had a warm glow to it, and her long hair flowed down her body… and what a body it was.
She was wearing a tight T-shirt that showed off her large breasts. She also had on a black skirt that was shorter than I anticipated, and beneath it, she wore tights that accentuated her sexy legs. Holy fuck, was she stunning!
Her lips had a light red lipstick that made them look fuller as she smiled and waved us over. I felt my heart race a bit as we walked across the restaurant. The two sisters hugged and stood together, they looked even more different from each other.
I saw Tara’s boyfriend, a young lad who stood up to shake my hand. His hand was cold, and his handshake was weak.
“You must be Tolu?” Tara asked, looking my way.
You could get lost looking into Tara’s eyes. I know I did. It took me a while to snap out of it.
“Sorry about that,” I said, snapping out of my daydream. “It’s great to finally meet you.”
She walked over to me and gave me a tight hug. Oh wow, I could feel her body pressed against me! And her perfume smelled amazing, making me feel incredibly attracted to her. I could feel her hair brushing against my skin. I had to quickly pull away because I could feel myself getting aroused.
“Have you ordered any drinks yet?” Funto asked.
Finally, Tara let me go and stepped back. Even though I didn’t want the hug to end.
I couldn’t stop watching Tara as she sat down. Eventually, I sat next to Funto and made myself focus on the menu so no one would notice me staring at my fiancée’s 20-year-old sister.
“Not yet. What would you like?” Tara asked.
“I’ll have wine,” Funto said. “Tolu, do you want beer?”
“Sure,” I said, feeling a bit flustered. Why was I so nervous just seeing her?
“Funto told the two younger kids, ‘It’s on us.'”
“Th-thank you,” Tara’s boyfriend managed to say.
Our drinks finally came, and as I was looking at the menu, I took a sip and looked up to see Tara staring at me. I glanced at her, and we made eye contact. Even though I quickly looked away, I could tell she was still staring at me. She took a slow sip from her wine glass, and I noticed a bit of her red lipstick on the rim. My heart raced even more.
“So,” I finally gathered the courage to ask, “have you two sorted out your PPA yet?”
“Yeah,” Tara replied for the both of them, “I got posted to a telecom company and Ayo got posted to a Fintech company.”
Even though I smiled and tried to act normal, I couldn’t help but look at this girl and wonder what she was hiding under her clothes. The meal was pretty normal, except I didn’t talk much. Funto was mostly just catching up with her sister.
I tried to chat with Ayo about football, but he didn’t care at all. He wasn’t my type of guy. Tara asked about our wedding plans, but Funto said we hadn’t made any decisions yet. So, we decided to call it a night.
“We should get together again. How about coming over for Sunday dinner?” Funto suggested.
“For sure,” Tara said with a smile and hugged her sister. I shook hands with Ayo again and bid him farewell and good luck. Then I saw Tara coming over to hug me. She wrapped her arms around me, pressed her warm body close to mine, and I hugged her in return. Oh, her perfume was just intoxicating.
I got a bit lost in the moment, closing my eyes and enjoying her close to me. I felt my body react and realized that my entire erection was pressed against her. Damn, I hoped she didn’t feel it.
“See you soon,” Tara said and we went our separate ways.
When we got home, I tried to be intimate with Funto, but she wasn’t interested. Since I couldn’t masturbate, I kept dreaming about Tara.
I couldn’t stop thinking about Tara for the next few days. There was something about her that I couldn’t shake. I knew it wasn’t right to think about my fiancé’s sister like that, but it was just a fantasy.
When Sunday came, I was looking forward to seeing her again to keep her memory clear in my mind. When the doorbell rang, my heart raced. Funto answered the door, and from the kitchen, I could hear Tara’s gentle voice. Then she walked in. She was dressed in a tight, stylish black shirt and a short skirt.
“Hi Tee,” she said as she hugged me.
That night was a mix of pleasure and frustration. Whenever Tara stretched, her black shirt would ride up a little, and I’d catch a glimpse of her smooth, chocolate skin. I could feel myself salivating. I would’ve done anything just to touch her, to feel her back and stomach.
Once, she leaned back and her shirt rode up, showing her belly button. I had to hold myself back from leaning in and kissing her. After dinner, we all went to the living room. Even though there were two big sofas, we all ended up sitting on just one.
My dick twitched when Tara sat down next to me, and her leg touched mine. I turned my head and saw her giving me a mischievous smile. It felt like torture being so close to her but not being able to touch her.
Suddenly, her hand rested on my thigh, and I felt her squeeze. It only lasted a moment, but it was enough to get me fully aroused. I quickly noticed that she was using my thigh to help herself stand up, but I ended up looking at her ass as she got up.
Tara went to use our bathroom, so I quickly tried to adjust myself to hide the fact that I was turned on. When she came back, her legs touched mine again. For almost an hour, we sat there, her perfume all around me and my desire to be close to her. Eventually, they left.
We were cleaning up after dinner, and I could tell Funto was in a bad mood.
“What’s going on?” I asked.
“Shey you will just follow my sister home so you can continue staring at her?” she suddenly snapped.
“I wasn’t staring at her like that now,” I said weakly.
“Oh, Tolu just stop,” Funto said with a sigh. “You couldn’t stop staring at her. When was the last time you looked at me like that?”
“Funto,” I said with a sigh, “You’re the only woman for me. I wouldn’t choose anyone else over you, not even Tara.”
I noticed she seemed upset, so I went over and hugged her.
“Are you sure?” she asked.
“Of course, baby,” I said, then kissed her on the head.
Then, to my surprise, Funto looked up at me and kissed me on the lips. I wasn’t going to let this chance slip away.
I leaned in, kissed her slowly, and ran my tongue against hers. I was still turned on from earlier with Tara, and now I was ready for more.
We kept kissing intensely in the kitchen until we ended up upstairs. I quickly took off Funto’s clothes and tossed her onto the bed.
“Here,” she said, tossing me a condom.
“I quickly put it on and got on top of her.”
“Ooooh,” I groaned as I finally felt the tight, warm sensation of being inside her.
It’s been way too long. As I kissed her, I moved in and out of Funto while she moaned into my mouth. But when I closed my eyes, all I could think about was Tara.
I imagined Funto’s sister with her thick, toned legs, chocolate skin, and youthful appearance. I even imagined that it was Tara I was kissing while I was fucking Funto. After a whole night of teasing and not having sex for a while, it only took me a few minutes to cum. Fortunately, Funto did too.
“Well,” Funto said, catching her breath beside me, “At least I know you still think I’m attractive.”
“Sure baby,” I said, gave her another kiss, and then went to sleep.
Written by Sixtie9ine
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