Glad everyone liked the first part of this story so much! As a brief recap, this story takes place a few years ago during my junior year winter break from university. My sister, a year younger than me, went to school much closer to home and ended up bringing her foreign roommate, Emma, to spend the break at our house. Over the first few days of break I noticed some tension and fun flirty banter building between Emma and I, with all of that resulting in a hot make out session a few days before Christmas.

On Christmas Eve, where this story resumes, Emma and I found ourselves briefly alone in our very chaotic household while my sister showered, giving just enough time to bring Emma to an orgasm with my fingers. Just as she had started to go down on me, we heard my sister returning and had to stop, with Emma telling me "don't you dare go jerk off, I promise I'm finding a way to get you off tonight ... preferably inside of me".

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When I first left my sister's room and stopped in the bathroom before heading back down to continue helping my aunts with dinner prep, it was incredibly difficult to not get myself off. I've always gotten off on giving pleasure, and with the visual of Emma's body convulsing in orgasm and the smell of her pussy still on my fingers, I knew I could have relieved myself in under a minute. I resisted the urge though, replaying those words Emma had whispered in my ear just minutes before.

For the next few hours while I peeled potatoes and washed dishes and helped out with dinner preparations, I was in a constant haze of arousal. At one point Emma and my sister came down to bring their plates back, and just seeing Emma caused me to get an immediate erection. Eventually though the day dragged on, members of the family continued to arrive, the house becoming festive and raucous.

Christmas Eve Dinner is always buffet style in our house, somewhat of a free-for-all to make your plate in the kitchen then go find a seat at one of the tables out in the living and dining room. My sister texted me in her usual blunt way "make our plates thanks", so before it got too crazy in the kitchen I put three plates of food together and carefully navigated through all the aunts and uncles and family friends to the living room.

I almost lost my balance when I saw Emma though, with her and my sister having changed. Instead of her jeans and sweater, she was now wearing a beautiful short red dress with a small white cardigan. The dress showed off a tasteful amount of cleavage, her blond hair in a sort of side braid falling over the front of her shoulder. She had put on a small amount of makeup and looked absolutely beautiful, her smile radiating when we made eye contact.

I passed off their food, we grabbed some wine, and all took a seat at the end of one of the tables in the corner of the room. The tables we used are just cheap outdoor folding tables, but my mother has a whole assortment of overly large Christmas themed table cloths to make them look a little fancier. When I say overly large I really mean it, and it's pretty much tradition that every year someone always accidentally pulls on the loose fabric and spills a drink or two. Relevant to our story however, is that when Emma ended up sitting next to me at the end of the table, my sister across from us, the table cloth fell essentially down to the tops of our legs.

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As cousins and family started filling in the tables and conversations picked up, I was very aware of Emma's presence next to me. To fit everyone we were all packed in very close together, our legs nearly in contact. Every time she would laugh, out of the corner of my eye I would see the tops of her breasts bounce ever so slightly, making me think back to our earlier affair. Whenever she would talk, her voice would remind me of the way she whispered in my ear. It almost felt like she had poisoned me with lust, and despite the throbbing erection in my pants below the table I tried to mostly keep my composure and hold up conversation with everyone at the table.

Once we had mostly finished eating and were just seated at the table drinking and chatting, emboldened by being on my third glass of wine, I let my right hand fall into my lap while my left held my glass. The room was loud and various conversations were going on at the table, and in the midst of all this noise I slipped my hand under the tablecloth and slowly brought it onto Emma's leg. It landed blindly just at the hem of her dress, the silky red fabric sitting an inch or two above her knee. Her skin was warm and soft, and after letting my hand sit still for a moment and looking around the table, confirming no one was paying attention, I slowly started running my fingers in circles on her thigh.

As my fingers started moving, lightly dragging across her skin, I felt her leg gently pushing into my hand. I slipped my hand flat to cup her thigh, and as I did she spread her leg wider so that it was pressed against mine under the table. While we all continued to talk and drink, I slowly teased my hand around her leg, slipping it under the hem of her dress and stroking the soft, delicate skin of her inner thigh. I was moving very slowly and cautiously, Emma giving no clues as to what was happening below. During one particularly loud moment in the conversation when several people were laughing, Emma let her hand fall under the table and grabbed mine, sliding it further up her thigh and adjusting her position slightly in the chair.

My fingertips were now basically at the crease of her inner thigh, and I could feel the lacey hem of her panties tight against her skin. It was an awkward angle, but I slowly stroked my fingers up and down the edge of her panties. I could feel warmth radiating from between her legs, my fingers craving the feeling of her wetness again. My cock was throbbing, pressed hard against the fabric of my pants, and I could feel slick precum pooling around my tip, but I did my best to maintain my composure as I slowly teased Emma.

After a few minutes though, people started getting up and taking plates back to the kitchen as it was nearing the time that most of the adults would go to church. As people started to stand from our table, I removed my hand from Emma's leg and tried to focus on anything other than her to get myself to calm down. Within a few minutes I felt comfortable to get up and assisted in clearing off tables.

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At this point in time our parents had given up on forcing us to go to church, but the deal was whoever didn't go had to do dishes. As most of the adults left, I rallied a few of my younger male cousins to help me with dishes, telling them we'd be nice and let my sister, Emma, and a few of the other girls hang out and continue drinking wine and chatting. It took a little while, but after thirty minutes or so we had most of the kitchen cleaned up, and before joining everyone in the living room I went upstairs to use the restroom and clean up myself.

I used the restroom then went to my bedroom to decompress and be alone for a minute. I changed out of my "dinner" clothes, and just as I had taken off my button down and was looking in my closet for a hoodie I heard my door creak open. I turned to see Emma sneaking into my room, both of us smiling as she quietly closed and locked the door behind her. She set a handful of clothes she was holding on my bed, and before I could say anything, Emma had closed the distance between us and quickly embraced me, her hands scratching down my bare back as she kissed me tenderly. Her lips were warm and plump, the taste of red wine on her tongue as it slipped into my mouth.

After the first deep, sensual kiss Emma whispered in a rushed tone "I told your sister I was going to change and call my family, she's downstairs with the cousins we probably have a few minutes". As she was saying this her hands were fumbling with my belt, her lips returning to my neck as I responded, saying in a broken voice "quiet ... and quick".

We resumed kissing as our hands hungrily groped at each other's bodies. My hands slipped her cardigan off, leaving her in just her red dress with thin straps over her shoulders. Within seconds she had my belt and zipper undone, her hand snaking into my underwear and gripping my rapidly hardening cock. My hands slid down her back, lifting up the hem of her dress and squeezing her butt, pulling her into me closer.  We moaned into each other's mouths as the lust between us built, her biting my lower lip occasionally as she started to slowly stroke me.

Being a little tipsy and in such a state of arousal my memory is somewhat of a blur, but after making out for a few minutes my hands had made their way underneath her panties, my fingers kneading into her firm butt. My pants and boxers were both now down around my shins, and Emma had backed me up against my dresser so I was half leaning onto it. A moment later after I had kissed down Emma's neck, I watched as she dropped to her knees, leaving a trail of kisses down my chest and abdomen.

Looking down at her on her knees, my cock throbbing in her hands as she smiled and held eye contact with me was, and still is one of the most amazing sights I've ever seen. She stuck out her tongue and slowly swirled it around the tip of my cock, causing me to drop my head back and stifle a moan of pleasure. I took a deep breath and just as I looked back down at her she closed her eyes and slid the length of my cock into her mouth.

The warmth and wetness, the slight pressure, her tongue pressing against the underside of my shaft ... all of the tension of the past few days was finally starting to be relieved. All of that, coupled with the risk of family just downstairs was almost overwhelming, and I started breathing heavily, trying to stifle any noise as Emma started blowing me with more and more enthusiasm and effort. She was using one hand to stroke my shaft while sucking up and down on the tip, and I noticed her other hand slip underneath the bottom of her dress as she started to touch herself.

As she continued, I couldn't resist keeping my hands off of her and started softly stroking her hair, playing with her braid, softly grazing my fingers around her ears. With all the motion of her arms, one of the straps of her dress had slipped off her shoulder, and my hand trailed down the opposite side of her neck, soon freeing the other strap. Without taking me out of her mouth she understood what I wanted, helping me to slip the top of her dress down, finally revealing her handful sized breasts to me for the first time.

As beautiful as she looked going down on me, I knew it would take me too long to get off from just head, so after savoring the feeling of her mouth for another minute or so I leaned down, first kissing her forehead. I gently pulled her up to me, my cock feeling the cool room air in contrast to the sensual comfort of her warm mouth. As she stood I kissed her deeply, our tongues sliding across each other. In between kisses I whispered to her, telling her how good her mouth felt, my hands roaming down the sides of her body.

As I kissed her again, I spun her around so she was now leaning back against my dresser, having to lift her slightly by her hips so she could sit on the edge of it. I kissed her neck, this time her whispering how badly she needed me inside of her. Her hands found my cock again, tugging at it and pulling me in closer to her.

I kept kissing her neck, moving down towards her collarbone. As my lips made their way across them and down towards her chest, I looked up at her and said softly "I have to go down on you first ... I've been thinking about it nonstop since I tasted you on my fingers earlier".

She turned her smile into a fake pout, the hint of a grin still shining through, and responded with "fine but be quick, I need you inside of me".

I knew we couldn't take forever with people downstairs, but at the same time I was fully intoxicated by Emma, my mind consumed by the thought of getting her off again. My lips returned to her bare chest, kissing down the upper curves of her breasts. As I kissed down between her cleavage, my hands worked up from her thighs, over the fabric of her dress bunched up around her midsection, finally cupping each of her breasts and rolling her nipples between my fingers.

As I gently squeezed them I saw her drop her head back against the wall behind her, one of her hands shooting up to her mouth to physically stifle a moan. I kissed back and forth between her breasts, teasing all around her nipples, waiting for the right moment to finally take one in my mouth. At the same time, I let my right hand fall back down the side of her body, being sure to never break contact with her. I pushed her already spread legs slightly wider, then slid my right hand up from her knee to her upper thigh.

She gripped the back of my head with one of her hands, lightly playing with my hair and tugging on it, pulling my head tighter into her breasts. I kissed closer and closer to her left nipple as my right hand now started rubbing her over her panties, the fabric moist and hot. I could feel her pressing her body into my hand, almost grinding into my fingers, and not wanting to waste anymore time brought my other hand between her legs and quickly pulled her panties down, letting them fall to the floor between us.

I pulled back from her for just a moment, taking every inch of her in with my eyes, her breasts and beautifully pink pussy now fully on display for me. I whispered out a quiet "fuck", gave her a quick kiss on the lips, then in one motion slipped a finger down between her labia and inside of her while leaning in to take a nipple in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around it as I started to gently finger her, raising my other hand up towards her mouth and slipping two fingers between her lips.

She bit down on my fingers rather hard as I did the same to her nipples, my fingers curling up and inside of her. She was absolutely soaked as we were both fully consumed by lust, the radiating, warm, pulsing energy that only comes out during intense sexual moments palpable between us. It felt like we were both pulling each other deeper and deeper into each other, and after another minute of frantic passion, I dropped to my knees in front of her, draping one of her legs over my shoulder. As I knelt, I gazed up at her body leaned back against the wall, her chest flush and almost as red as her dress, her eyes looking down at me and a wide smile across her face.

I gave her a single kiss on the inside of her thigh, then leaned in, guided by her sweet musky smell. As my tongue made contact with her opening and dragged upwards, her wetness pooling on my tongue, I lost control of myself for a moment and let out a fairly loud moan, causing Emma to giggle and sigh, followed by a playful "shhh".

She dropped a hand onto me, scratching my scalp briefly before gripping a few strands of hair. I lost track of time, but for the next five minutes or so I savored the taste of her, first with long strokes up her slit, eventually focusing in around her clit. It took a minute or two to read her body, but soon I settled into a rhythm of licking small circles around her clit, ending each circle with a pointed flick up and down across the swollen nub. God she tasted so good, her fingers gripping and pulling my hair as I was lost in pleasing her.

After a few minutes I could feel her legs starting to shake. I worked a hand up between myself and the dresser, then slipped two fingers inside of her. I massaged upwards inside of her while holding the same rhythm, hearing her breathing starting to get more and more rhythmic. I noticed a flush of wetness spread across my tongue and fingers, her fingers gripping my hair tighter and tighter. Now fully back in the moment, I was noticing every way her body jolted and throbbed and pulsed, and could soon tell she was getting close to another orgasm.

She was starting to breathe in the same drastic pattern as earlier in the day when she came on my fingers, and as I looked up at her while gently sucking and licking her clit, I saw her hand teasing and pinching her nipples. My cock was absolutely throbbing at this point, my entire body buzzing with sexual energy. Finally I heard her breath take a sharp turn, then her legs tensing against my back and the dresser, her grip pulling tight in my hair as her orgasm finally came.

This orgasm didn't seem to last as long as earlier, appearing to peak at a stronger intensity with a violent spasm but drop off much faster. I slowly ramped down the intensity of my fingering and oral as her breath started to return to normal, then stood as she pulled me up by my hair, hungrily kissing me.

After a few kisses, I told her that I had to be inside of her. She smiled and said "please" in a hushed tone. As I turned to go and grab a condom from my suitcase on the opposite wall, Emma reached out and grabbed me by my bicep, pulling me back towards her. She shook her head side to side and whispered "Please, I'm on the pill, just tell me before you cum".

Normally I would be insistent on a condom, and if I think back on it this was actually the first time I'd ever gone without a condom outside of a relationship. In the moment though I didn't have a second thought, and as soon as she finished talking I had wrapped my arms around her lower back, pulling her to the edge of the dresser.

Our heights lined up perfectly and my cock quickly found its place at her opening. I briefly thought about teasing her, the tip of my cock resting in a warm pool of her wetness and my saliva at her opening. That thought was short lived, as she wrapped her arms around the back of my neck, pulled me in for a deep kiss and sucked on my lower lip. Simultaneously, my body essentially collapsed into her, the full length of my cock sliding into her. We moaned into each other's mouths, pulled back to look at eachother, then leaned in for another kiss as I slowly pulled out of her and slid back in.

We repeated this several times, slowly sliding my full length in and out of her warmth, our lips and tongues almost dancing together in a sensual haze. From the first thrust inside of her I knew I wouldn't last long, my body aching for release after so much pent up tension. She felt like pure silk as I continued to thrust in and out, her hands wrapped around the back of my neck, intense eye contact between kisses. We fucked in a slow, steady rhythm, trying not to make any noise, just our breathy exhales and the faintest sound of slick thrusting.

While neither of us said a word, it felt like our bodies and eyes were communicating everything that needed to be said. Her face was so flush, as I'm sure mine was as well, but her blue eyes looked radiant compared to her golden hair and pink skin. At one point she closed her eyes tightly and dropped her head back slightly exposing her neck. I leaned in and kissed just under her jawline, causing her mouth to drop open as she let out a soft exhale.

With her mouth still open, I kissed her lower lip, then slipped my middle and ring fingers into her mouth. She hungrily sucked on them, swirling her tongue around them. The sensation almost drove me over the edge, and I had to abruptly slow down, dropping my head into the crook of her neck and shoulder and biting down on her flesh as I tried to hold back an orgasm inside of her.

My hands clawed at her back, and as I lifted my head back up from her shoulder, I dragged a hand across her breasts, rolling a nipple between my fingers. My hand continued to rise, slowly traversing over the front of her throat, then sliding to cradle her cheek, my thumb slipping between her lips.

As she sucked on my thumb, my head dropping back in pleasure, I could feel her giggle slightly, I assume sensing the power she had over my body in the moment. I was the first to break our silence, whispering how she was driving me crazy and how I didn't think I would last much longer after so much build up. Wordlessly she grabbed my hair again, pulling me down to eye level with her, letting go of my thumb and kissing me deeply. Her other hand snaked down to my lower back, pulling me into her.

I started really thrusting again, as fast as I could without making noise. She watched me intently, stroking her hand from the back of my neck to my mouth, now slipping a finger between my lips. I was getting closer and closer to the point of no return. She clearly sensed it, because just as I felt like all the pressure in my body was about to burst, she pushed me backwards towards my bed. As I stumbled and caught myself seated on the edge of the bed, she quickly dropped to her knees and took my cock into her mouth.

With a few quick bobs and a hand cupping my balls from below, my orgasm violently crashed over me. I don't know if I blacked out or if it was just that intense, but it was as if every muscle in my body convulsed, the only sensation being the warmth of her tongue beneath my tip as my cock spasmed and spasmed, cum flowing into her mouth. I had to bite down on my lower lip as to not moan, riding out my orgasm for what felt like upwards of 30 seconds. My vision was legitimately blurry as I leaned backwards on my elbows looking down at her.

I have no idea how she was able to swallow so much cum, just a single stray drop trailing down her lower lip. She leaned up towards me, pressing me back onto my bed and straddling my thigh, finally whispering in my ear "that was just what I wanted, fuck that was hot".

Once she was fully pressed down on top of me she gave me a deep kiss. It wasn't the first time I'd ever kissed someone after finishing in their mouth, but it was definitely the most I'd ever tasted it. It's something I've come to enjoy, likely due to that moment with Emma. It was just another intoxicating factor about her as we made out for a minute, both of us still catching our breaths from such an intense experience.

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Eventually though we had to be mindful of the time, and as painful as it was we separated our bodies from one another. She finally slipped out of her dress, handing it to me and asking me to fold it while she stepped into the more casual clothes she brought into the room some time ago. I watched in amazement as she dressed, my cock starting to get hard again already.

Once she slipped on a sweater over her bare chest, she turned and saw my cock stiffening, then smiled and said "looks like we'll have to take care of that later" with a small laugh, leaning down and giving it a quick kiss. I quickly threw my clothes back on as we talked in a quiet tone, making a game plan as we realized we had no clue how long it had been, both of us so caught up in the moment.

Emma left my room first, stopping by the bathroom to wash up, then heading into my sisters room. After I splashed some cold water on my face and opened a window in my room, I headed back downstairs to find my sister and a few younger cousins intensely focused on a board game. My sister saw me, and again if she suspected anything didn't show it, simply motioning for me to refill her wine glass. When I did, I asked in my best casual tone where Emma had gone, to which she just replied "oh, she went up to call her family like fifteen or twenty minutes ago I think", before turning her attention back to the game.

I sat down on the couch with a few other cousins who were watching some movie on TV, and a few minutes later Emma came down, said hi to everyone, then joined me, our little secret radiating between us.

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This story got way longer than I intended it to be, and honestly I don't think I feel like writing a third part even though plenty more happened over the rest of the break, so I'll just summarize a few highlights:

- Later that night I told Emma I wouldn't lock my door in case she wanted to sneak in. After everyone went to bed while laying in my dark room, I heard my door creek open and was soon joined by Emma. She told me my sister was out cold and snoring, and for the next couple hours Emma and I had a few rounds of very quiet, very sensual and slow sex. That first night was probably the highlight of the entire break.

- Later in the week Emma and I snuck out and smoked weed together, and despite the cold fucked in a little wooded area nearby.

- We also had a chance late one night where she snuck into the shower with me. That one was super fun, getting to wash each other's bodies and really savor the other person.

- There were a few other chances we got to hook up which were all fun, but eventually the break came to a close and I returned to school on the west coast. We never ended up seeing each other in person again, but still keep in touch occasionally over social media. She's back in Europe now and seems to be living a great life!