Julie Fucks Brother & Sister - Sex Stories

Julie Fucks Brother & Sister

... covered my wispy red bush, but just barely. The fabric was so thin that it outlined my hairy pussy and lips perfectly. I finished it off with a sleeveless red contour-shaping zip-up mini-dress that accented my figure, but left a little to the imagination.

I stood in front of my bathroom mirror to make sure my appearance would attract Peter. Long red hair brushed out, bright blue eyes all made up, Big boobs, flat tummy, long legs smooth and bare, and sexy high-heeled shoes. It was the best I could do.

When I arrived at their house, Ellie answered the door and ushered me in. She lived in Santa Monica, not too far from me. The house was beautiful, with a sunken living room that looked out on a large patio and pool, surrounded by bamboo and bougainvillea - giving it a jungly sort of look.

"Come on in!" Ellie said. "Peter, this is Julie."

Peter had come up beside Ellie. Okay, so his picture did not do him justice. About six feet, dark wavy hair, and an open, clean-shaven, face. Big muscular arms and chest. Basically a hotty!

"So great to finally meet you, Julie!" Peter said, giving me a hug.

Okay, those arms felt really strong.

"Nice to meet you too, Peter!" I said. Maybe this wasn't going to be so bad after all.

We stepped down into the living room and what I hadn't seen before was an attached dining room. It was all lit up with candles with soft music playing from some hidden speaker.

"Hungry?" Ellie said, offering me a seat in between her and ...

... Peter.

I smiled at the inference and sat. "Always!" I said.

Peter disappeared to get the plates while Ellie poured a cabernet. Apparently her parents were pretty lax when it came to wine in the home.

"Cheers!" Peter said, lifting his glass to clink with ours. "To a fun evening!"

The pair had gone all out. Filet Minion, asparagus, and roasted potatoes. It was great. We made small talk and I learned a lot about Peter. He seemed like a great guy.

After dinner, we left the dishes and Ellie brought us into the spacious living room, where we sat on a big couch, setting our glasses on the coffee table. I sat on one side, and Peter and Ellie sat next to each other. Someone had lit candles in here. The sunset outside, combined with the glow of candles inside - made the place look downright romantic.

"Julie, I just want you to know that you're in charge here," Peter said, putting his hand on Ellie's bare thigh.

She also wore a mini-dress, white, with black high-heels. Peter had on khakis and a nice boat neck cotton shirt, unbuttoned halfway down his hairy chest.

"And if I didn't already say it," Peter continued, "you are one of the most beautiful women I've ever laid eyes on."

I blushed.

"Thank you, Peter. I'll admit I've been pretty nervous," I said, putting my hand on Ellie's other thigh. "You know you'll be my first guy."

"I do," Peter answered, smiling warmly. "But as Ellie can tell you, a first time can be wonderful."

"And you've got both of us to love ...