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I don’t want to leave her side. I don’t want to live without her.
An excited little gasp bubbles out of her when the lights dim. Anticipation fills the theatre as everyone hurries to sit down.
Harmony looks at me and smiles, her big blue eyes alive with excitement and energy.
The musicians walk onto the stage in an orderly line and the crowd claps and cheers. We’re clapping too as the conductor comes out and takes a bow in the middle of the stage. The crowd gets louder.
My excitement builds. Not for the show, but for spending the next two hours alone with my girl.
They settle in and then begin.
The first strains of music slice through the silence and I sit a little straighter. My eyes are fixated on the stage as my senses spark to life.
The rhythmic pulse of the double basses mix with the fluttering violins and beautiful sounds of the brass section.
We both stare forward in stunned silence as the powerful crescendos ignite our bodies and sends shivers rippling down our spines.
I can feel the captivating music in my bones. It resonates through me and I can tell that Harmony is feeling the same. Her back is stiff. Her face transfixed on the stage. The symphony wraps around us like a warm embrace, rising and pulsing and bringing us along with it.
Our hands come together. Our fingers entwine.
The music mounts to its most powerful crescendo and then comes back down, playing softly for us.
We look at each other. Her blue eyes are sparkling. She’s crying.
I can’t stop myself from kissing her.
We lean in and our lips come together in a soft sensual kiss. It’s over too fast, because so is the song.
The crowd claps and we break apart, clapping along with them.
When the next song starts, a Christmas song I recognize but don’t know the name of, we slide back into the moment.
And my hand slides back onto hers.
She’s gripping my fingers as the music mounts to a booming pitch. My hand is resting on her soft thigh.
She lets go of me to wipe her watery eyes, but I don’t let go. I cup her inner thigh as we watch and listen. I’m so close… I wonder if she’s wet right now. It’s all I can think about. That soft wet little pussy…
Fuck…
The music heightens and I begin to slowly pull up her dress.
She stares straight ahead, pretending not to notice, but she knows exactly what’s happening. Those beautiful round tits are heaving up and down as her breath quickens.
I reach the end and then slide my hand underneath, sitting as straight and non-conspicuous as I can.
“Fuck,” I groan under my breath when I feel her soft thighs.
She opens her legs a little further apart.
The music intensifies as I slide my hand up closer to her little pussy. I can feel the heat. The desire. She wants it as much as I do.
My mouth waters when I arrive and discover she’s not wearing any panties. My innocent little stepsister is not so innocent after all.
I moan when I feel how wet she is.Goddamn…She’s so soft. So delicate and smooth.
“Oh,” she whimpers lightly as I slip two fingers inside her tight little hole. She grips the back of my hand, holding it between her legs as I push deeper inside, gliding my fingers along her wet virgin walls. I know she’s a virgin. She’s too damn tight not to be.
