Summer Fun with my Brother - Sex Stories

Summer Fun with my Brother

... together, as we laid there to recover.

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"What do you want me to wear tonight?" I asked Ricky. "And don't say 'nothin'!" I was sifting through my closet, having just shared a shower with my, no longer a virgin, little brother.

"Nothing," I heard him call from the living room, as he laughed.

"I'll tell you what, you sit on the bed," he was walking into the bedroom now. "I wanna put your outfit together tonight."

"Fine, but I don't wanna be naked, in front of your friends," I plopped down on the bed, pouting. "Ground rules: One, I'm wearing underwear and a bra; Two, nothing showing that would get me arrested in public; Three; nothing that will expose me when I bend over or bend down, or reach up. Got it?"

"Yeah, yeah," he was already digging through my closet. "I got this, okay sis?"

I suspiciously agreed and continued my pseudo-pouting.

"Hey, I got an idea," he called to me. "Go put your hair in pigtails. Tight ones."

"Pigtails?" I asked, already walking toward the bathroom mirror.

"Yes, pigtails."

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When I returned from the mirror, my dark brown hair was pulled into tight pigtails, sprouting from the sides of my head.

Ricky was sitting on my bed waiting for me. He had a pile of clothes on the bed next to him. He was also glaring at me.

"What's the matter, buddy?"

"Where's the really sexy stuff?"

Oh shit, he figured out I've got a slutty stash. "That's not stuff I would feel comfortable wearing, around your ...

... friends."

Ricky's glare evaporated, replaced again by that damned puppy-dog look.

I exaggerated a sigh, followed by a chuffed. Then I walked to my dresser and slid the thin, wide box out from underneath.

"Thanks sis," Ricky put the box on the bed and popped off the lid. He gasped as he looked inside. "Damn big sister, we've got a lot of stuff to try out!"

"I'm gonna really regret this, huh?"

"Hey sis, you’re the one who likes being slutty. You tell me?"

Holding up a clear glass butt plug, in one hand and a smaller black silicone one; in the other. He grinned and looked at me, "What are these?"

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When the doorbell rang, I sighed and stood up from the couch. My chunky black buckle 'stripper heels' clunked across the apartment floor,

When I got to the door, I took a deep breath and opened the door, flashing a wide, friendly smile.

Just outside my doorway stood Ricky's friends, the five boys from the beach. I stepped aside and politely invited them in.

Each and every one of them were dumbstruck, completely speechless.

They were at their friend's, hot-as-hell sister's house and she was wearing an outfit straight out of their wildest fantasies!

They openly gawked at the ample cleavage that my tiny black push-up bra provided and my undersized white button up shirt allowed.

The pink plaid, way-too-short skirt that flittered about my butt and hips drew plenty of attention too. But they'd have to wait until later to see the lacey black ...