“That is fair,” It wasn’t fair to her, by my math, but I didn’t argue myself out of a good time.
“Thank you.” Said so sweetly that I had to kiss her, mostly so she wouldn’t see the shame and wickedness in my eyes, I wasn’t sure which raged the most in those moments that she thanked me for agreeing to mess around with another woman.
The kiss was exquisite, but brief. After she stroked my face, keeping her forehead to mine, her eyes closed. “Will you lick me too?”
“Oh a hundred percent. A hundred million percent.” I agreed instantly.
“So sure?” Eyes coming up at my total lack of any hedging.
“Yes! Very sure.”
“What if… It’s… Ugly?”
“Your pussy?” I scoffed, she flinched but nodded, embarrassed but unable to not seek the answer. “How could it be?”
“I don’t know, total virgin, remember?”
“Listen to me,” I took her face and looked into her eyes, blue and beautiful. Timid too. “That’s really setting me up to ask to see it now.” She wanted to show me! I closed my eyes, shook my head. “I don’t know if I could stop myself from touching or tasting it if I see it.” Taking her hand, but ever so gingerly, I put it at my bulge that she’d carefully but obviously been avoiding with any significant part of her body. “You’ve already got me that hard after Marissa sucked me off twice today.” I was only worried for half a second, but there was no surprise, only a nod from my girlfriend. She knew my sister had sucked me off twice, my sister had told her! I shivered at the very idea, “If I had you naked or… Half naked… You better just send me a picture.”
“Oh my god no!” Shaking her head, immediately explaining why she was so vehement. “Mom would kill me!” But her eyes caught might, “Would you… Really like pictures, of me?” When there was porn out there, her face made clear. “Really?” As if she thought I’d admit it was just a joke. “You’d… like that?”
“Are you kidding me! I’d love it!” Pressing her hand at my bulge, dangerously, so she could feel it throbbing at the prospect.
“Maybe… After… The ten dates.” I nodded to that, imagining the day my phone beeped her huge tits would be there on my screen. “Foster! Are you doing that on purpose?” But she saw I wasn’t by my confusion, “Your thingie is…” She wasn’t wholly unworldly, “Throbbing.” God the way she said that, it was like she was about to continue into an erotic audiobook. “Why? What… Were you thinking of?”
“You sending me, pics of you.” It took ten good seconds of staring me in the eyes before she believed me. Only then did she realize she was still holding my ‘throbbing’ erection.
“Gosh… I can’t wait either!” Giving my dick a squeeze on her own, then hurriedly and adorably pulling her hand away. Fanning herself, smiling dazedly. “Maybe I’ll… I’ll promise that everyday we don’t see each other, after the ten dates, I’ll send you a picture.”
“Fuck! Yes! Please! Thank you!” I full on thrashed at the idea of that.
“Marissa’s gonna have to suck you off again, isn’t she?” Giggling at the effect she had over me, at the outcome.
“Oh yes.” Thinking about it, it was another thing I shouldn’t have done but looking at the time it was still early enough. “We could tell her to meet us at grandma’s, I know that’s not romantic, or your place and… You could watch again. If you’d want that.”
“Yes! I want that!” So much enthusiasm that I realized the only reason it hadn’t happened again was because I hadn’t asked.
I wanted to slap my palm to my forehead until it caved it. Why hadn’t I thought of it? Asked!
“Okay!” I don’t know if it was at my signal or her own volition but she was back in the passenger seat and buckling up while I got the car started again before I even realized we’d both acted. “Your place or..?”
“Yeah, Layla goes to her parents so she can’t see how late or happy I come back from our dates.” The admission hit her and she frowned, not liking how arrogant it sounded.
“Good, great!” Because Layla and Nev’s place was close enough for Marissa to meet us there. “You…”
“Yeah, I’m messaging her. She’ll be so excited!”
I don’t know how I held back the stupid gleeful noises that wanted to escape (and embarrass) me. I did though, just nodding and driving. Or rolling because it was rough road here. Nev had been delighted at (finally) being taken to Heart Rock Ridge, the most renowned make-out spot in Defluer. Now it sort of sucked because we were so far out of town, it hadn’t snowed but the two track path out was not something I could go fast on. Once out of there there was a dirt road, so more slow. Marissa would beat us for sure.
I guess it must have boiled up inside her, like a kettle she went from silence to loud squeaky admission. “Will you lick her for me? For me to watch? I’d like… To watch that tonight.”
“Yes! If… That’s what you want?” She should have gotten whiplash she nodded so hard to that.
It was my turn, but I didn’t stay quiet for much more than ten seconds. “Do you masturbate? You do, don’t you?”
“Yes,” I could see part of her wanted to be embarrassed but Marissa and I had obviously been pretty open about our masturbation admission (among other things) so her cheeks barely pinked.
“You can say no, if it’s against the rules but… Will you tonight? While I eat out my sister?” Nodding at the first question, bigger at the second along with a lovely lick of her lips.
“If… That’s what you want?” Took me a second to realize she turned that around on me.
“It is.”
“But not on the bed, I… Don’t think I would stop you if you tried anything while I was… Touching myself.” I knew exactly what she meant, I also knew there was a hint of an invite there, I liked hearing it but I hoped I wouldn’t take advantage of it. We had to be good!
“Five more dates.”
“Five more!” It both sounded like way too many and not much at all.
Her updates of, “Marissa is there,” and “Inside and waiting,” and “Naked,” didn’t help matters as far as the dangerous speeds at which I traveled. I don’t think Nev noticed, her attention was on her phone, on the messages to and from Marissa. In town I passed right by a cop, going at least thirty over the speed limit, I slowed down (too late) but he never came out after me. My lucky day I guess, cop was asleep or distracted. Part of me amused at the idea of me not getting a ticket right now because the cop was getting some. It seemed… Karmic.
“Oh, that was quick.” Nev said when we pulled in, I huffed a laugh but otherwise silently agreed. Had the door open to get out when Nev called, “Foster!”
“Wha…” I got that far before she was shaking her head in disappointment at me.
“That’s what she said!”
“What?”
“I said, oh, that was quick. And you didn’t even say, that’s what she said .” I’ll admit to a rather embarrassing snorting laugh that escaped me at that. Which she grinned at as if it was endearing, instead of sneering at as my last girlfriend had when I’d let it out around her. Then, showing she was really sinking into the reality of our being together and her not needing to be at her best behavior, she climbed across me to get out my open door. It was cute (and sexy as she momentarily straddled my lap) and sweet as she gave me a kiss before going out the door. “Come on! Mari is waiting for us. Naked ! I’m so excited!”
“Yeah, me too.” But it was obvious that somehow she was twice as excited as I was, waiting impatiently for me to take her hand and lead her into her own place.
“Lay?” Marissa asked from out of sight, as soon as we entered the apartment.
“No, it’s us Mari.” Nev pausing in taking off her boots to talk back, looking around as if she could spot where my sister was hiding.
“You and my brother?” Saying it like a sitcom sister would, with high annoyance and the audio version of an eye roll. Nev let out a noise of agreement, a whimper that was a confused and nervous placeholder for a yes. Marissa still didn’t show up, “Just you and my brother?”
“Just us. Alone. Nev and me. Your brother and his girlfriend, nobody else.” The bespectacled blonde gave a quick quiet giggle of pleasure at hearing it, it also answered Marissa question how she wanted to hear it.
“Good.” Striding out into view, striking a pose. “I’ve been waiting for you.”
“Fuck you’re gorgeous.” Was all I could say to my sister coming out in her birthday suit.
I’d gotten in the habit of it I guess, but also while I knew she was supposed to be naked, I knew that was why she’d been seeking such a definite answer, I was still shocked. She was full on fucking naked ! In somebody else’s house! I didn’t know if I could do that, not alone. It was obvious she wasn’t confident doing it, her beautiful brown eyes were basically screaming for us to quickly go out of the “public” area of the house and to the bedroom.
“Wow! Mari! I… I’m so jealous of you!” My sister had been looking at me the entire time, un-arrogantly, I was the person she was trying to impress with her nudity. Now she (both of us) looked to her friend, who was looking my sister up and down in pure obvious admiration. “You are gorgeous and… Just beautiful!” Putting her hands to her own belly, which was ‘hidden’ by the high waisted jeans, she made it clear what area specifically she had a problem with. “So confident in your body.”
“Oh, I’m not. I’d be in a full on tear laden, snot streaked, panic attack if it was anybody else but you two.” Marissa partly joking but also being really honest. “You’re… I knew you wouldn’t judge me like I would never be critical of you, never. And… If there is one thing that Foster has done over the last few weeks is let me know how much he loves my body.” Pointing, “That thing is always an indicator.”
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