Sister nail fetish, 3

Now that my memory is jogged, and I'm opening up about my fetish for my hot older sister's long nails, here's one from years back, when I was in college.

I wasn't one to go home every weekend, so, when I did drive in, people were surprised. One mid-week, I felt the need for a road trip, so drove to my hometown, stopping at my sister's apartment first. She was happy to see me, and, as it was early, made us dinner. This was at a time shortly after her nasty divorce, and she was pursing her wild side again.

We chatted, I complimented her jet-red, inch-plus long nails several times, and we sat down to eat. My eyes rarely left her bright nails and deep-plunging tank top cleavage, and I remember many sly looks she gave me, acknowledging her display and my full attention. Dinner was way secondary.

I helped her clean up, and she takes out half a pie from the fridge, offering for dessert. In her fun, teasing mood, D also took out a can of redi-whip, intending to spray it into the air but messing herself instead. Not much, but enough to make us laugh.

"Let me get it" I told her, pressing her right hand nails to her deep cleavage. D knew..Knew what I wanted to do, and let me do it. Leaning in, I licked her long nails and bits of redi-whip from her cleavage, keeping all five fingers in place and taking my time. This was kind of the start of our being this outwardly physical with this nail fetish.

Finishing the right hand and letting it go, D offered the left, presuming I only wanted her red nails and not a repeat of what I'd just done to her. She was wrong, but permitted my placing her nails into her cleavage and licking all five fingers for several minutes. To her, it was all in fun and fed her wild side, so having this unexpected visitor taste her newly-done nails against her skin was FUN.

As I've stated, D and I indulged in this long nail fetish for years, building on it all the time. Still do.

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