A Move To England Part 2 - Sex Stories

A Move To England Part 2

... another man. That would be hot.”

I thought about this for a moment. “Yes, I think that would make the experience even better. Sharing any intimate moment with you. Will always be better.”

Aoife gave me a passionate kiss.

“How do we make this happen?” Aoife asked.

“Maybe we could ask your Aisling?”

We spent another half hour talking before drifting off to sleep.

When I eventually woke up, I looked at the clock: 08:30. I got out of bed, pulled on my jeans, and made my way to the bathroom. A piss and a wash, then downstairs.

There was no one else up, so I thought I might as well start breakfast. A quick look in the fridge produced bacon and sausages. We also had bread and eggs. A mini fry-up it is, then.

I was so busy with breakfast that I hadn't heard anyone enter the kitchen.

"Morning Fionn, How are you this morning?"

I spun around. Aisling was stretching, in only her bra and panties for the first time I noticed how hot and how similar Aisling was to her sister. Toned and slim. Ivory skin with flaming red hair. I was getting turned on by my girlfriend’s sister. It was a good job I had my jeans on.

"Oh, morning, Aisling.” I mumbled.

Yawning, Aisling said. "That smells nice; you'll make someone a lovely wife."

"What does that mean?" I snapped.

"A bit touchy, aren't we?" Aisling said mockingly.

I ignored her and carried on with breakfast.

Aisling poured herself tea from the pot. Just as Sandra entered the kitchen,.

In a cheery ...

... voice, she said. "Good morning, darling. I'll have a cuppa if there's one going."

Then gave Aisling a hug and a kiss. Aisling gently squeezed Sandra's back, pinching her butt. While watching, I noticed two things. Aisling and Sandra were in love. More importantly, for a young lad. Sandra was only wearing a T-shirt and no panties. The way she lent into Aisling and my position in the kitchen gave me a lovely view of a clean, shaven slit lined with nice puffy lips. I was starting to feel a little guilty, enjoying the view of another woman's pussy.

I put the bacon, sausage, eggs, and toast on the table. Everyone could help themselves. Aoife still wasn't up. Going to the bottom of the stairs, I shouted, Aoife. Nothing, so I shouted again to be answered with a

"Fuck off."

Aoife was up, so I went back to the kitchen. Minutes later, Aoife appeared. Just like Sandra, all she was wearing was my T-shirt. Which barely covered her modesty. I sat there, smiling, while eating my bacon. "Not many seventeen-year-olds get to sit in a kitchen with three half-naked women.

Once breakfast was done, I cleaned up while the girls went and got ready. By the time I had washed and dressed, it was mid-morning.

We were lounging around watching kids Saturday morning television.

Suddenly, Aoife said, "Do any of you know how you would go about turning Fionn into a crossdresser?"

Aisling answered. "We could do his make-up, and we know a few crossdressers. Mark would be your best bet, ...