Just For Fun - Sex Stories

Just For Fun

... was fun - the five of us (six, if Justin brought someone) opening presents, eating turkey. Holiday stuff.

Somehow, this annual tradition had wormed its way into our fantasies.

"What do you want to give Justin this year?" Emily hissed into my ear.

"Everything," I answered without hesitation.

"Be more specific, slut."

"Me. My body. My tits, my ass, my dripping cunt. It's all for him."

"What else?"

"You. I give him my girlfriend. You belong to him now."

Emily moaned into my ear. I rubbed myself harder.

"Whatelse?"

"My soul. My mind. My servitude."

"Good..."

After we'd both cum, we'd continued watchingBrooklyn Nine-Nine - another excellent recommendation from my brother. And that was when the idea had surfaced.

Like I said, I don't know who came up with it, but we both latched onto the thought immediately.

"We couldn't, could we?"

"We could..."

"But we couldn'treally."

It had always been just...a fantasy. Something to think about while we played with each other. I knew that we weren't really my brother's dedicated sex-slaves. We were lesbians, and he was...he was my brother.

It was all just pretend.

"Could we?"

The suggestion was simple. Harmless, really.

Over Christmas, we just...tease my brother a little.

He probably wouldn't even notice. To Justin, I was just his boring older sister, and Emily was just my lesbian partner.

But just theidea of doing what we'd talked about for so long, what we'd cum so many ...

... times while discussing.

Just the idea made me throb.

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"Do you think he noticed?"

"He definitely noticed."

"He didn't say anything."

"Would you?"

I rolled over, and flipped open the laptop. If anyone walked past my room, I wanted them to hear the TV show, not the conversation we were having.

The black captain faced off against Andy Samberg in the background as I rolled back to Emily.

"...that was so fucking hot."

"You're telling me!"

It hadn't been much. Not really.

Winter in Galena is normally a pretty cold affair. But when everyone is inside, by the fire, it can be toasty-warm.

So we figured it wouldn't bethat obvious if we were to...y'know, strip down a little. Just to our underpants. Just while we were near the fire.

I genuinely don't think my parents registered what we were doing. If they did, they didn't care. They put up with my goth years, muddled past my 'just came out of the closet' slutty years, they worried their way through my rebellious years...now that I was a successful lawyer in a long-term relationship, I think I could have walked around nude without them blinking an eye.

But Justin...

God,Justin.

"Fuck me," I whispered to my girlfriend. Her eyes lit up, and she nodded.

Since we'd planned to wear less clothing this weekend, we had a little more space in the suitcase for toys.

Emily pulled out the strap-on, grabbed my hair, and growled into my ear.

"Tease me, will you?"

"Please..."

"Tease your ...