Just For Fun - Sex Stories

Just For Fun

... my great surprise, had never seen the show before meeting me.

She'd revealed this during dinner with my family. Rookie mistake - my younger brother Justin had spent the rest of the night giving her shit about it, making references she didn't understand, asking if she'd heard of these other rare shows,The Simpsons andSeinfeld.

After the fiftieth 'why don't you marry Ross' joke flew straight over my girlfriend's head, we'd all agreed that this oversight needed to be fixed. He'd given us the season 1 ofFriends on a USB key. After we tore through it in a month, he gave us a copy of the next season as well.

We were up to season 3 (The One With the Tiny T-shirt) when Emily brought it up again.

"If I had a brother," she said slowly, and my eyes lit up. More than a few times in the past week, I'd found my mind wandering to my girlfriend's strange fantasy.

I leaned in, far too keen to hear what she'd come up with now.

"If I had a brother...we could tease him."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah," she said, her eyes glistening with mischief. "We could touch each other more, while he was in the room."

"Mmmm..."

"Just casual stuff. I could stroke your arm, your leg. You could hold my neck."

"Mmm-hmm..."

"Maybe I'd sit closer to you."

"I like that..."

"I know you do."

Emily opened her mouth, but before she could continue the hypothetical, her lips were met with my own.

Two minutes later, her beautiful mouth was between my thighs, as I vividly pictured the ...

... teasing we could partake in.

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"What if," I panted, pulling my lips from Emily's for a second, "we 'accidentally' left the door open one day when we were making love?"

It had been two weeks. Every night, Emily and I would watch a few episodes ofFriends, and then our conversation would inevitably drift to 'her brother', and what we could do to turn him on.

The sex was electric.

I'd never realized that I had a fetish. I liked tits, I guess, and lingerie...but beyond that, I was a fairly vanilla kind of lesbian. I'd tried spanking a few times - it was fun, but it didn't particularly do anything for me.

Emily moaned in response. I hadn't even noticed my hand making its way between her legs.

"The sound of our lovemaking, carrying into the hallway. He can probably hear it from his room."

"Yesss..."

"He sneaks into the hallway, planning on looking through the lock on our door."

"He doesn't have to," Emily panted.

"That's right. He's got a clear view..."

"Oh!!"

As Emily climaxed around my fingers, I smiled down at her. It was sonice, finding a fantasy that we could both share.

It had never been an issue, but I'd always been aware of Emily's bisexuality. I guess part of me had been worried that she missed cock, or that I could never truly fulfill her.

I've done enough reading to know that this is a common fear when a lesbian dates someone who's bi, so I'd done what I could to put it out of my mind. But the frustration had always been there - ...