Just For Fun - Sex Stories

Just For Fun

... bullet and picked up Netflix.Orange is the New Black failed to accurately represent lesbianismor the legal system, but it had successfully captured our interest each night for the two months.

"What are we up to, the final episode?"

"I think so. What do you want to watch next?"

"What did Justin give us?"

"Episodes," Emily said, hunting around her bag for the USB stick. "He said it's by one of the creators ofFriends, and it stars...Joey? As himself?"

"Sure," I said. "We can check that out next."

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"You're his slut," I growled, pulling Emily's hair. She whimpered with pleasure. "Say it."

"I'm his slut," she pleaded. I felt like my entire body was throbbing.

I felt alive.

"I'm his slut," she repeated. "I'm his slut, I'm his slut, I'm his slut."

"Cum for him," I said, and spat in her face, surprising even myself. I've never been a spitter. It's always seemed a bit gross, to be honest.

In that moment, it felt right.

Emily's entire body shook with orgasm around my fingers. She came once, twice, three times.

I smiled at her flushed face. The sound of typing played over trumpet music in the background.

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We didn't really talk about it.

Maybe that should have worried me, but...in a sense, it sort of felt like the key. We'd unlocked a wonderful world, reached new sexual heights. Every glance between us was electric; every time I touched Emily's skin, we would both gasp at the sensation.

The trick, it seemed, was not to talk about ...

... it.

When we weren't in the bedroom, we'd non-verbally tease each other. I'd run my hand down my girlfriend's back, she'd reach around and squeeze my ass. Sometimes she'd pull my mouth to hers, and we'd kiss, groping each other like a pair of horny teenagers.

I don't know what she was thinking whenever we did this. We never talked about it.

But then at night, as Matt LeBlanc and the two British characters got themselves in and out of scrapes, we'd start to talk.

Not converse, not really. Just...talk.

She'd whisper dirty thoughts into my ear. I'd whisper dirty thoughts into hers.

Before the end of each episode, one or both of us would be cumming, again and again.

"He's watching us," Emily would gasp. "He's watching his own sister getting another woman off."

I couldn't believe how wet that idea got me.

"You know that once we're done, I'm going to fuck him."

Fuck him, I silently echoed.

"Once we're done in here, I'm going to fuck your brother. Your brother is going to cum deep inside me. He's going to bring me pleasure like I've never felt before."

I want it, I thought, my eyes rolling back in my head.I want it so much.

"I'm his slut," she would his. "I'm Justin's personal little slut."

"Yes you are," I'd finally gasp, as I came. "Yes..."

My entire body would buck with pleasure, my brother's face floating through my head.

And then...we wouldn't talk about it.

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"Tell me again how it happens," Emily said. I could barely hear ...