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Stephanie Pierce lay on her stomach on the bed, legs in the air and hands beneath her chin.
“How about this,” she said brightly, “Michael, your meat is so tasty; I have to own the franchise.”
Her best friend Kyra laughed gaily. “Oh his mother would love hearing that one!”
“How’s she going to hear it? It’s your vows.”
“Yeah, but the Minister comes to dinner once a month! He and the mother-in-law are tight. Trust me, he would tell her. “
Kyra was getting married next week and the two friends were working on her vows. She was seated at the computer writing the ideas onto a word document. So far, very little had been accomplished.
“Steph,” she said sternly, “We have to get serious. I just don’t know what to say to him!”
“Okay, okay but let me pee first. Be right back.”
Stephanie left. Kyra sighed at the delay, then decided to name and save the document while she waited. She rummaged through her purse but could not find her flash drive. She decided to see if Steph had one she could borrow. She would take it home, transfer the file then bring the drive back tomorrow. She opened the right upper drawer and found what she needed. Plugging it into computer she waited while the plug and play feature worked. Soon the pop-up came up asking what she wanted to do with the drive. She chose view files and a new window opened with the contents of the drive.
There were files on the drive already. She noticed they were all pictures and from the file names, they appeared to be from a digital camera. Without thinking twice, she double clicked an image. She and Steph had been friends since kindergarten and they shared everything. She was certain Steph wouldn’t mind.
The window opened and Kyra’s mouth soon followed. It was obviously a good camera, for before her was a very detailed, full sized, colorful picture of three people posing. They were absolutely and gloriously nude. And there was no question that the subjects were Steph, her mother, and her cousin Mark.
“Oh My God,” she gasped as Steph came back in and saw the picture.
“Hey! Where’d you get that?”
“I…uh… I wanted to borrow your flash drive. I’m sorry, I didn’t know! Oh my God Steph, why didn’t you tell me! This is soooo hot!”
Steph tried to find an escape route. The pictures were very dear to her and she reviewed them almost daily, remembering the lustful, pulsing feelings she had felt that day. She wasn’t sure she could explain it to Kyra, and she knew she didn’t want to share it.
“I thought we were working on your vows?”
Kyra was back in familiar territory now. She understood backpedaling.
“Oh no you don’t! You have to tell me why you and your mother are posing nude with your amazing cousin! You are so lucky!”
Kyra pointed in an explicit way at the dangling penis in the photo.
Trapped, Steph gave in. They had never been able to keep secrets from each other. She made Kyra promise not to tell anyone, ever, then told her the story.
“Oh my God she repeated when Steph had finished. I wish I had been there. Next to Jason, Mark is the hottest thing in town!”
“Jason? My brother?”
Kyra looked at Steph thoughtfully. You really haven’t noticed? Or is there something else you’re not telling me?”
“NO!. He’s my brother!”
"Mark’s your cousin!”
Steph considered that and realized she hadn’t really been looking at her brother lately. At least not like that. She wondered what he looked like nude, then flushed when she felt herself getting wet.
“This is stupid,” she said then. Grabbing the flash drive from the computer, she pocketed it.
“We need to work on your vows.”
Kyra reluctantly went back work and about an hour later they had a first draft completed. Steph gave her a different flash drive and Kyra saved the document.
“Do you remember you asked what I wanted for a shower present?” Kyra asked suddenly. “You said I could have anything I wanted.”
Kyra like was like a sister and Stephanie suddenly felt a foreboding nightmare emerging.
“Yes?”
Kyra took a deep breath, then continued. "I know now, what I want.”
“Kyra, no,” Steph said later, after Kyra had explained her gift idea.”
Kyra pouted. “Why not?”
“He’s my brother! And you! You’re about to be married!”
“That’s just it! I’m going to be married and who knows if I’ll ever get the chance again! Oh Steph, please say yes! I’ve never wanted anything so bad! Never!”
It took two hours, but Stephanie finally agreed to Kyra’s plan. She only hoped her mother never found out. They spent time laying out the plans and decided that on Friday evening, one day after the shower and the day before the wedding, Kyra would receive her shower gift.
Jason’s Friday night routine was well known to Stephanie, as it seldom varied. He got home from work at 4:30 and showered immediately. He then changed into shorts and a t-shirt and set out to find something to eat.
His mother, Anne was still at work and wouldn’t be home until 6. His cell rang as he rummaged through the refrigerator.
“Hi Jason,” the caller didn’t introduce herself and didn’t need to. He knew Steph’s voice.
“Whassup.”
“I need a favor. I’m over at Kyra’s and I need you to stop by here and help us with something.”
“You got food there?”
“We are going to order a pizza later. I’ll order two instead.”
“Okay. Be there in about 15 minutes.”
He left his mother a note and jumped into the Mustang. When he got there, a note on the door said they were in Kyra’s room and he should just come in. He entered, then climbed the stairs to her room.
Kyra was wearing her wedding dress. It was white of course, but Jason was surprised at how nice she looked in it. Made from a silky material it had none of the ruffles and pleats that he always associated with such dresses. Its simplicity was enchanting, especially given the low neckline and the nice way the Kyra’s breasts filled the gap. She was seated on the bed and Jason’s sister was pinning her hair into place.
Steph looked hot. She always did these days. Her short shorts showed the bottom side of her ass cheeks whenever she reached or bent. Her t-shirt was white and she wore no bra so Jason could see shadows of her breasts dancing just out of reach. Or so he imagined. His cock began to respond.
“What do you need done?” he asked amiably.
“Oh, hi”, Steph turned around. Kyra looked up and smiled at him.
“We need your opinion on some things,” Steph answered briskly.
“That’s it?”
“Oh please Jason,” Kyra chimed in. It would mean so much to me if you would help me. I want to make sure everything goes perfectly tomorrow.”
“Okay.” He shrugged.
Steph touched Kyra’s arm. Kyra, as if on cue, stood up.
“First, how does she look?”
“The dress looks great!”
“Not the dress, silly. She couldn’t return that now anyway. We want to know if men will desire her when they see her tomorrow. “
“Why would she want that?”
“Jason,” Kyra tried, “Do I look hot!”
“Yes!”
“Are you sure? Do my boobs look alright? Steph thinks I should show more. Take a closer look and tell me what you think.”
Jason walked up to Kyra and looked straight at her chest. His erection was showing through his shorts now, and Steph noticed. The sexual tension was heavy in the room despite the fact that Jason didn’t realize the plan yet. She walked up close behind him and leaned in, her right breast pressing firmly against his forearm.
“I said she should wear a shelf bra, but she’s chicken.”
Jason was conscious of the breast on his arm. He also thought Kyra’s breasts looked awesome, just the way they were. But his knowledge of women’s lingerie was nil, so he asked, “What’s a shelf bra?”
Steph and Kyra both smiled. The net had closed.
“You don’t know? I’m wearing one.”
“He looked at his sister’s chest. Her nipples poked clearly through the material. He had been sure she was braless. He was confused a bit by the whole thing.
Kyra giggled. “Why don’t you show him?”
“Good idea,” Steph replied. She stood back as Jason watched and pulled the t-shirt over her head. As the cloth passed her chest her breasts became visible. The pink nipples were taut, and pointed straight at Jason. He suddenly understood what a shelf bra was. The bra was normal in every way, except that the material stopped short of her aureoles. The effect was to lift her breasts while leaving her nipples completely exposed. Jason marveled at the invention, and the candy it held.
Steph stood nervously before him, exposed. Her breathing was heavy now, fear, or maybe just a sense of the unknown pushing her pulse.
His cock leaped inside his shorts and he felt a sudden urge to free it. He was nervous; however, not fully understanding what was happening here.
She was his sister and at varying points in his life their relationship had been comfortable, contentious, competitive, even endearing. After he’d grown into puberty he’d realized she was hot, but even that was observed from a distance and through the filter of a caring family member.
Never had he lusted for her as he did right now. He would never again, could never again view her in quite the same way. He would always want to possess her, hold her, love her. No matter what the outcome, he knew that if he did not touch her in the next instant; if he lost that opportunity, he would forever regret it. He reached out trepidatiously with both hands and pinched her nipples gently, feeling them for the first time. Next, his hands moved gently across her breasts, roving at will. The firm flesh felt good in his hands and he lingered, enjoying the momentous occasion.
She sucked in her breath sharply, surprised at his boldness as well as her reaction to it. Her thighs felt moist and a tension formed in the pit of her belly. She felt flushed in a way that hadn’t happened since she touched Mark.
She had agreed to help get Kyra laid; even to show her tits to Jason in order to accomplish that, but her plan had been to watch or maybe slip out at some point. She had told Kyra that she did not want to screw him, that it would be too weird. She’d convinced herself of it too.
Now, with one little touch from him, she was crumbling, dissembling quickly into a ravenous slut who would do anything to have him. She glanced at Kyra then smiled tremulously at her brother, her mind struggling to regain control.
“A little forward, don’t you think?”
He dropped his hands, reminded that these were forbidden. His face was red and his hands trembled slightly. He tried to remember what he was supposed to comment on. Kyra saved him.
“Do you think I would look too trashy wearing that?”
He kept his eyes on his sister, his attention waffling between her blue eyes and her enticing chest. But rather than get lost in the moment, he saw the opportunity it presented. He He didn’t know the answer to Kyra’s question, but he knew how to answer her. He turned to look at her.
“Mmmm…not sure. Why don’t you try it on?”
Kyra giggled again. “Okay.”
She got up and turned her back to him.
“Could you unzip me?”
He unzipped her quickly, his eyes roving over her bare back. She had no bra on!
She dropped the dress quickly and stepped out of it, utterly naked. She had been wearing nothing underneath and as Jason’s cock raged, she walked up to Steph. Steph removed the bra and handed it to her. She donned it quickly, turning then to Jason.
“Is this better?” she asked, smiling.
She was very tall, 6 foot at least. With shoulder length blonde hair and huge green eyes, Kyra was considered a beauty by most. Her skin was lighter than Steph’s and her face often appeared flush. Her medium sized breasts were about the same size as Steph’s although her nipples were considerably larger.
The bra had the same affect on her tits, lifting them up, her pale nipples enhanced by the dark aureoles surrounding them. Her flat stomach and smooth, swollen labia competed with the effect of her raised chest and he studied her a moment to capture all of it. It did not even occur to him to suggest she put the dress back on. Having seen both women in and out of the bra, Jason then and there began a life-long fondness for that type of bra.
He stepped forward, sure of himself now. He placed a hand on her naked thigh and gazed into her eyes. The other hand captured a nipple, rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger. When he touched her nipple she closed her eyes, sighing. He looked at his sister, standing beside Kyra. Her breasts were magnificent in the low lit room, their shape and color attractive and alluring. He looked in her eyes a moment then dropped his gaze to her shorts. Looking into her eyes once more, he made his silent request known. She stood a moment, trembling and uncertain. Then she took a deep breath, opened the button of her shorts and dropped them.
Not in his wildest dreams had he considered that he might have her standing before him nude. But there she stood, her cunt lips moist, relaying her needs. He leaned forward and still not releasing Kyra, he took Stephanie’s nipple into his mouth and sucked on it. She put her hand on the back of his head and held him there, her lips quivering.
“Oh Jason, that feels soooo good.”
Kyra reached down then and felt his cock through his shorts. She ran her hands lightly along its length, then grabbed it squeezing slowly.
“I want to ride you tonight,” she said her voice low and throaty.
Jason’s mouth was full of boob, his tongue was tasting nipple, so he simply nodded.
She unbuttoned his shorts and pulled them down along with his underwear. Then, running her fingers over his head, she swiped the pre cum from it and sucked it off her finger. He took his hand from her nipple as she lowered herself to her knees. She reached up and cupped his balls, playing with them briefly examining the long shaft in front of her. She could feel the familiar angst in her abdomen. All thought of her fiancé and their impending wedding fled as she looked at the mouth watering penis. Breathing rapidly she leaned forward and took the head of his pulsing cock into her. Her mouth was warm and moist and she lathered him with saliva before using her tongue to tease the hole at the top.
He took his recently freed hand and placed it on his sister’s mound, his finger gliding along her slit. He heard her sharp intake of breath when he pierced her folds and inserted a finger inside her. He moved around feeling her pussy, his cock lurching spasmodically. She shifted a little, removing her breast and giving him the other.
Kyra quit playing with his swollen glans and took him deep into her mouth. She slid down his length slowly, her lips undulating as she worked the entire shaft into her mouth. When her lips touched the base of it she reversed direction sucking as she moved upward, finally letting his head out with pop. She massaged his balls again briefly then stood.
"Let’s go to the bed,” she stated, with a glance at his sister.
Stephanie had intended to pull back by now and let Kyra take him. But the desire he stirred in her was too much. She had to have more. She joined them as they lay on the bed, Jason between them. Stephanie reached over and fondled his balls, then gripped his cock and began stroking him. She had no clue why she had been so afraid of this. A fire was building in her and she longed for a turn with her brother.
Kyra had been kissing him while he played with her tits, but now she claimed her turn. Stephanie reluctantly released his cock and moved her hands to his balls, stroking the soft skin. Kyra climbed on top, her tits swaying in front of him. He grabbed them, squeezing softly as she positioned herself.
With a leg on each side of him, she moved her wet distended mound back. Steph grabbed his cock again and held it until the tip touched Kyra’s mound. Then she began rubbing her friend’s labia with her brother’s cock, spreading juices all over. Her slick lips parted further with each pass. Kyra held still a moment, enjoying the feeling.
Jason lay defenseless as they maneuvered him. He marveled that the warm fingers surrounding him were Steph’s and the snatch he was being rubbed against was a woman about to be married. The experience was making his cock swell to new proportions. He couldn’t last much longer at this rate.
Kyra finally aimed her swollen pussy at the cock pressing against her and pushed back. She enjoyed impaling herself on cocks and she took her time, her body sending pleasure signals, her mind wild with the craziness of this adventure. She worked the head past her lips, then rocked back and forth before continuing down his shaft, he slick pussy lubricating him as she moved.
Stephanie watched in frenzied wonder at the pussy swallowing her brother. She put a hand to her own cunt, rubbing herself, wanting that long spear inside her. She decided right then that she would lick Kyra from his cock when they finished. The thought of tasting her friend’s juices off her brother’s cock almost sent her into an orgasm. Slamming her fingers inside her vagina, she stroked herself furiously.
Kyra finally reached bottom and rested a moment. Jason took his hands from her tits and put them on her thighs, pushing her the last inch or so. It felt incredible! His sister had removed her hand and was masturbating as far as he could tell, but now she returned squeezing his balls gently while pulling his sack downward.
Kyra set a moment and watched his reactions. She smiled at the lust filled eyes before her. Oh how she had wanted this man! To see him like this, straining to release his seed, waiting interminably for her to help that moment was more than she could have ever hoped for. She reached down and massaged his nipples, a moment, then began to fuck him using long strokes that let her fully feel that majestic head inside her.
He stared at nothing, fully feeling the effects of two women sharing him. He had to take turns focusing on the varying sensations. From balls to nipples to cock his mind catalogued their touch, remembering and cherishing.
Stephanie stared at the vulva moving up and down his shaft. Oh how she wanted to be mounted on that! She knew from Mark and others that men liked the feel of her fingers on their balls so she concentrated on giving Jason the warmest, most sensual feeling she could conger up. She kneaded the loose skin, making sure to be gentle whenever contacting a testicle. His moans could mean anything, but she chose to believe he was feeling her ministrations despite the hot bride-to-be on top of him.
He was absolutely enjoying this. Moving his hands to Kyra’s hips he helped her pump into him, slamming her the last few inches each time. Kyra felt the knot in her stomach start to churn and loosen. The orgasm was coming. She was almost disappointed; this ride was incredibly fun, afterTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
“How about this,” she said brightly, “Michael, your meat is so tasty; I have to own the franchise.”
Her best friend Kyra laughed gaily. “Oh his mother would love hearing that one!”
“How’s she going to hear it? It’s your vows.”
“Yeah, but the Minister comes to dinner once a month! He and the mother-in-law are tight. Trust me, he would tell her. “
Kyra was getting married next week and the two friends were working on her vows. She was seated at the computer writing the ideas onto a word document. So far, very little had been accomplished.
“Steph,” she said sternly, “We have to get serious. I just don’t know what to say to him!”
“Okay, okay but let me pee first. Be right back.”
Stephanie left. Kyra sighed at the delay, then decided to name and save the document while she waited. She rummaged through her purse but could not find her flash drive. She decided to see if Steph had one she could borrow. She would take it home, transfer the file then bring the drive back tomorrow. She opened the right upper drawer and found what she needed. Plugging it into computer she waited while the plug and play feature worked. Soon the pop-up came up asking what she wanted to do with the drive. She chose view files and a new window opened with the contents of the drive.
There were files on the drive already. She noticed they were all pictures and from the file names, they appeared to be from a digital camera. Without thinking twice, she double clicked an image. She and Steph had been friends since kindergarten and they shared everything. She was certain Steph wouldn’t mind.
The window opened and Kyra’s mouth soon followed. It was obviously a good camera, for before her was a very detailed, full sized, colorful picture of three people posing. They were absolutely and gloriously nude. And there was no question that the subjects were Steph, her mother, and her cousin Mark.
“Oh My God,” she gasped as Steph came back in and saw the picture.
“Hey! Where’d you get that?”
“I…uh… I wanted to borrow your flash drive. I’m sorry, I didn’t know! Oh my God Steph, why didn’t you tell me! This is soooo hot!”
Steph tried to find an escape route. The pictures were very dear to her and she reviewed them almost daily, remembering the lustful, pulsing feelings she had felt that day. She wasn’t sure she could explain it to Kyra, and she knew she didn’t want to share it.
“I thought we were working on your vows?”
Kyra was back in familiar territory now. She understood backpedaling.
“Oh no you don’t! You have to tell me why you and your mother are posing nude with your amazing cousin! You are so lucky!”
Kyra pointed in an explicit way at the dangling penis in the photo.
Trapped, Steph gave in. They had never been able to keep secrets from each other. She made Kyra promise not to tell anyone, ever, then told her the story.
“Oh my God she repeated when Steph had finished. I wish I had been there. Next to Jason, Mark is the hottest thing in town!”
“Jason? My brother?”
Kyra looked at Steph thoughtfully. You really haven’t noticed? Or is there something else you’re not telling me?”
“NO!. He’s my brother!”
"Mark’s your cousin!”
Steph considered that and realized she hadn’t really been looking at her brother lately. At least not like that. She wondered what he looked like nude, then flushed when she felt herself getting wet.
“This is stupid,” she said then. Grabbing the flash drive from the computer, she pocketed it.
“We need to work on your vows.”
Kyra reluctantly went back work and about an hour later they had a first draft completed. Steph gave her a different flash drive and Kyra saved the document.
“Do you remember you asked what I wanted for a shower present?” Kyra asked suddenly. “You said I could have anything I wanted.”
Kyra like was like a sister and Stephanie suddenly felt a foreboding nightmare emerging.
“Yes?”
Kyra took a deep breath, then continued. "I know now, what I want.”
“Kyra, no,” Steph said later, after Kyra had explained her gift idea.”
Kyra pouted. “Why not?”
“He’s my brother! And you! You’re about to be married!”
“That’s just it! I’m going to be married and who knows if I’ll ever get the chance again! Oh Steph, please say yes! I’ve never wanted anything so bad! Never!”
It took two hours, but Stephanie finally agreed to Kyra’s plan. She only hoped her mother never found out. They spent time laying out the plans and decided that on Friday evening, one day after the shower and the day before the wedding, Kyra would receive her shower gift.
Jason’s Friday night routine was well known to Stephanie, as it seldom varied. He got home from work at 4:30 and showered immediately. He then changed into shorts and a t-shirt and set out to find something to eat.
His mother, Anne was still at work and wouldn’t be home until 6. His cell rang as he rummaged through the refrigerator.
“Hi Jason,” the caller didn’t introduce herself and didn’t need to. He knew Steph’s voice.
“Whassup.”
“I need a favor. I’m over at Kyra’s and I need you to stop by here and help us with something.”
“You got food there?”
“We are going to order a pizza later. I’ll order two instead.”
“Okay. Be there in about 15 minutes.”
He left his mother a note and jumped into the Mustang. When he got there, a note on the door said they were in Kyra’s room and he should just come in. He entered, then climbed the stairs to her room.
Kyra was wearing her wedding dress. It was white of course, but Jason was surprised at how nice she looked in it. Made from a silky material it had none of the ruffles and pleats that he always associated with such dresses. Its simplicity was enchanting, especially given the low neckline and the nice way the Kyra’s breasts filled the gap. She was seated on the bed and Jason’s sister was pinning her hair into place.
Steph looked hot. She always did these days. Her short shorts showed the bottom side of her ass cheeks whenever she reached or bent. Her t-shirt was white and she wore no bra so Jason could see shadows of her breasts dancing just out of reach. Or so he imagined. His cock began to respond.
“What do you need done?” he asked amiably.
“Oh, hi”, Steph turned around. Kyra looked up and smiled at him.
“We need your opinion on some things,” Steph answered briskly.
“That’s it?”
“Oh please Jason,” Kyra chimed in. It would mean so much to me if you would help me. I want to make sure everything goes perfectly tomorrow.”
“Okay.” He shrugged.
Steph touched Kyra’s arm. Kyra, as if on cue, stood up.
“First, how does she look?”
“The dress looks great!”
“Not the dress, silly. She couldn’t return that now anyway. We want to know if men will desire her when they see her tomorrow. “
“Why would she want that?”
“Jason,” Kyra tried, “Do I look hot!”
“Yes!”
“Are you sure? Do my boobs look alright? Steph thinks I should show more. Take a closer look and tell me what you think.”
Jason walked up to Kyra and looked straight at her chest. His erection was showing through his shorts now, and Steph noticed. The sexual tension was heavy in the room despite the fact that Jason didn’t realize the plan yet. She walked up close behind him and leaned in, her right breast pressing firmly against his forearm.
“I said she should wear a shelf bra, but she’s chicken.”
Jason was conscious of the breast on his arm. He also thought Kyra’s breasts looked awesome, just the way they were. But his knowledge of women’s lingerie was nil, so he asked, “What’s a shelf bra?”
Steph and Kyra both smiled. The net had closed.
“You don’t know? I’m wearing one.”
“He looked at his sister’s chest. Her nipples poked clearly through the material. He had been sure she was braless. He was confused a bit by the whole thing.
Kyra giggled. “Why don’t you show him?”
“Good idea,” Steph replied. She stood back as Jason watched and pulled the t-shirt over her head. As the cloth passed her chest her breasts became visible. The pink nipples were taut, and pointed straight at Jason. He suddenly understood what a shelf bra was. The bra was normal in every way, except that the material stopped short of her aureoles. The effect was to lift her breasts while leaving her nipples completely exposed. Jason marveled at the invention, and the candy it held.
Steph stood nervously before him, exposed. Her breathing was heavy now, fear, or maybe just a sense of the unknown pushing her pulse.
His cock leaped inside his shorts and he felt a sudden urge to free it. He was nervous; however, not fully understanding what was happening here.
She was his sister and at varying points in his life their relationship had been comfortable, contentious, competitive, even endearing. After he’d grown into puberty he’d realized she was hot, but even that was observed from a distance and through the filter of a caring family member.
Never had he lusted for her as he did right now. He would never again, could never again view her in quite the same way. He would always want to possess her, hold her, love her. No matter what the outcome, he knew that if he did not touch her in the next instant; if he lost that opportunity, he would forever regret it. He reached out trepidatiously with both hands and pinched her nipples gently, feeling them for the first time. Next, his hands moved gently across her breasts, roving at will. The firm flesh felt good in his hands and he lingered, enjoying the momentous occasion.
She sucked in her breath sharply, surprised at his boldness as well as her reaction to it. Her thighs felt moist and a tension formed in the pit of her belly. She felt flushed in a way that hadn’t happened since she touched Mark.
She had agreed to help get Kyra laid; even to show her tits to Jason in order to accomplish that, but her plan had been to watch or maybe slip out at some point. She had told Kyra that she did not want to screw him, that it would be too weird. She’d convinced herself of it too.
Now, with one little touch from him, she was crumbling, dissembling quickly into a ravenous slut who would do anything to have him. She glanced at Kyra then smiled tremulously at her brother, her mind struggling to regain control.
“A little forward, don’t you think?”
He dropped his hands, reminded that these were forbidden. His face was red and his hands trembled slightly. He tried to remember what he was supposed to comment on. Kyra saved him.
“Do you think I would look too trashy wearing that?”
He kept his eyes on his sister, his attention waffling between her blue eyes and her enticing chest. But rather than get lost in the moment, he saw the opportunity it presented. He He didn’t know the answer to Kyra’s question, but he knew how to answer her. He turned to look at her.
“Mmmm…not sure. Why don’t you try it on?”
Kyra giggled again. “Okay.”
She got up and turned her back to him.
“Could you unzip me?”
He unzipped her quickly, his eyes roving over her bare back. She had no bra on!
She dropped the dress quickly and stepped out of it, utterly naked. She had been wearing nothing underneath and as Jason’s cock raged, she walked up to Steph. Steph removed the bra and handed it to her. She donned it quickly, turning then to Jason.
“Is this better?” she asked, smiling.
She was very tall, 6 foot at least. With shoulder length blonde hair and huge green eyes, Kyra was considered a beauty by most. Her skin was lighter than Steph’s and her face often appeared flush. Her medium sized breasts were about the same size as Steph’s although her nipples were considerably larger.
The bra had the same affect on her tits, lifting them up, her pale nipples enhanced by the dark aureoles surrounding them. Her flat stomach and smooth, swollen labia competed with the effect of her raised chest and he studied her a moment to capture all of it. It did not even occur to him to suggest she put the dress back on. Having seen both women in and out of the bra, Jason then and there began a life-long fondness for that type of bra.
He stepped forward, sure of himself now. He placed a hand on her naked thigh and gazed into her eyes. The other hand captured a nipple, rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger. When he touched her nipple she closed her eyes, sighing. He looked at his sister, standing beside Kyra. Her breasts were magnificent in the low lit room, their shape and color attractive and alluring. He looked in her eyes a moment then dropped his gaze to her shorts. Looking into her eyes once more, he made his silent request known. She stood a moment, trembling and uncertain. Then she took a deep breath, opened the button of her shorts and dropped them.
Not in his wildest dreams had he considered that he might have her standing before him nude. But there she stood, her cunt lips moist, relaying her needs. He leaned forward and still not releasing Kyra, he took Stephanie’s nipple into his mouth and sucked on it. She put her hand on the back of his head and held him there, her lips quivering.
“Oh Jason, that feels soooo good.”
Kyra reached down then and felt his cock through his shorts. She ran her hands lightly along its length, then grabbed it squeezing slowly.
“I want to ride you tonight,” she said her voice low and throaty.
Jason’s mouth was full of boob, his tongue was tasting nipple, so he simply nodded.
She unbuttoned his shorts and pulled them down along with his underwear. Then, running her fingers over his head, she swiped the pre cum from it and sucked it off her finger. He took his hand from her nipple as she lowered herself to her knees. She reached up and cupped his balls, playing with them briefly examining the long shaft in front of her. She could feel the familiar angst in her abdomen. All thought of her fiancé and their impending wedding fled as she looked at the mouth watering penis. Breathing rapidly she leaned forward and took the head of his pulsing cock into her. Her mouth was warm and moist and she lathered him with saliva before using her tongue to tease the hole at the top.
He took his recently freed hand and placed it on his sister’s mound, his finger gliding along her slit. He heard her sharp intake of breath when he pierced her folds and inserted a finger inside her. He moved around feeling her pussy, his cock lurching spasmodically. She shifted a little, removing her breast and giving him the other.
Kyra quit playing with his swollen glans and took him deep into her mouth. She slid down his length slowly, her lips undulating as she worked the entire shaft into her mouth. When her lips touched the base of it she reversed direction sucking as she moved upward, finally letting his head out with pop. She massaged his balls again briefly then stood.
"Let’s go to the bed,” she stated, with a glance at his sister.
Stephanie had intended to pull back by now and let Kyra take him. But the desire he stirred in her was too much. She had to have more. She joined them as they lay on the bed, Jason between them. Stephanie reached over and fondled his balls, then gripped his cock and began stroking him. She had no clue why she had been so afraid of this. A fire was building in her and she longed for a turn with her brother.
Kyra had been kissing him while he played with her tits, but now she claimed her turn. Stephanie reluctantly released his cock and moved her hands to his balls, stroking the soft skin. Kyra climbed on top, her tits swaying in front of him. He grabbed them, squeezing softly as she positioned herself.
With a leg on each side of him, she moved her wet distended mound back. Steph grabbed his cock again and held it until the tip touched Kyra’s mound. Then she began rubbing her friend’s labia with her brother’s cock, spreading juices all over. Her slick lips parted further with each pass. Kyra held still a moment, enjoying the feeling.
Jason lay defenseless as they maneuvered him. He marveled that the warm fingers surrounding him were Steph’s and the snatch he was being rubbed against was a woman about to be married. The experience was making his cock swell to new proportions. He couldn’t last much longer at this rate.
Kyra finally aimed her swollen pussy at the cock pressing against her and pushed back. She enjoyed impaling herself on cocks and she took her time, her body sending pleasure signals, her mind wild with the craziness of this adventure. She worked the head past her lips, then rocked back and forth before continuing down his shaft, he slick pussy lubricating him as she moved.
Stephanie watched in frenzied wonder at the pussy swallowing her brother. She put a hand to her own cunt, rubbing herself, wanting that long spear inside her. She decided right then that she would lick Kyra from his cock when they finished. The thought of tasting her friend’s juices off her brother’s cock almost sent her into an orgasm. Slamming her fingers inside her vagina, she stroked herself furiously.
Kyra finally reached bottom and rested a moment. Jason took his hands from her tits and put them on her thighs, pushing her the last inch or so. It felt incredible! His sister had removed her hand and was masturbating as far as he could tell, but now she returned squeezing his balls gently while pulling his sack downward.
Kyra set a moment and watched his reactions. She smiled at the lust filled eyes before her. Oh how she had wanted this man! To see him like this, straining to release his seed, waiting interminably for her to help that moment was more than she could have ever hoped for. She reached down and massaged his nipples, a moment, then began to fuck him using long strokes that let her fully feel that majestic head inside her.
He stared at nothing, fully feeling the effects of two women sharing him. He had to take turns focusing on the varying sensations. From balls to nipples to cock his mind catalogued their touch, remembering and cherishing.
Stephanie stared at the vulva moving up and down his shaft. Oh how she wanted to be mounted on that! She knew from Mark and others that men liked the feel of her fingers on their balls so she concentrated on giving Jason the warmest, most sensual feeling she could conger up. She kneaded the loose skin, making sure to be gentle whenever contacting a testicle. His moans could mean anything, but she chose to believe he was feeling her ministrations despite the hot bride-to-be on top of him.
He was absolutely enjoying this. Moving his hands to Kyra’s hips he helped her pump into him, slamming her the last few inches each time. Kyra felt the knot in her stomach start to churn and loosen. The orgasm was coming. She was almost disappointed; this ride was incredibly fun, afterTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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- 18.01.2022
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