The Golden Rule - Sex Stories

The Golden Rule

... the edge of the building. It only took a second before I was standing there with my panties in my hand and the deliciously cool breeze blowing up between my legs. It felt wonderful even though my heart was pounding in my chest at a million miles per hour. But I had already made the decision to do this and I was not going to back out now. I placed my panties on top of the wooden box at the corner of the garage before I took a deep breath and stepped out into the open. “So where do you want to do this?” I asked as I stopped just a step away from the end of the alleyway. My brother seemed really excited now as he stepped over to the middle of the back of the garage to a big bare patch of dirt. “Right here,” he said as he pointed toward the spot where he was standing. I looked around a few times to see that the back yard really was clear. My other two brothers must have been off playing army down by the creek. So the whole back yard was free of any additional onlookers. “Ok,” I said as I stepped over to where he was standing with my back toward the building. I spread my feet apart about a foot and grasp the hem of my skirt right in the front. “Ready?” I said as I prepared to lift the material to expose my bare pussy underneath. “Spread your feet wider apart,” my brother said as he took a knee directly in front of me, “so I can get a good look.” “That’s wide enough,” I said as I scooted my feet another inch apart. “You said you would spread your feet apart and give me a good ...

... look,” he said as he reached down and picked up a short stick just to his right. Reaching out he then scratched two lines in the dirt well outside of my feet. “There,” he said as he set the stick down, “that wide or forget it.” The two lines were almost three feet apart. There was no way for me to spread my feet apart that wide and remain standing. “Come on!” I protested as I stood up straight and looked down at the two lines. “I can’t spread me feet apart that far I’ll fall over.” “”Ok,” he said as he again picked up the stick and scratched out one of the lines only to redraw it about 6 inches closer than it had been. “There,” he said as he threw the stick down. “I know you can do that so quit stalling.” I was going to have to spread my feet apart pretty wide to do this, meaning that my little pussy was going to be spread wide open for him to see. The rush of excitement that raced through me while I positioned my feet was almost more than I could bear. The strange tingly sensation in my pussy seemed to amplify as the gentle noon day breeze tickled between my legs. My legs were incredibly wide apart by the time my feet reached the lines my brother had drawn, making my pussy feel like the little hole was wide open and exposed to the elements. “Five seconds,” I said as I again grasp the front of my skirt and prepared to lift it. “Five seconds,” my brother reiterated as he again took a knee and readied himself to view my little secret. “I’ll count.” “No I will,” I said as I looked ...