Soccer Ch. 03 - Sex Stories

Soccer Ch. 03

... whispering, "You see, she told me about the little arrangement you guys made last time... in the bathroom, just before we left."

I remembered what she was referring to. Being in a rush, Heather had promised to let me fuck her -- if I came quickly, at the time. I had. It had been one of my favorite memories over the last week. Apparently, Heather had been thinking about it as well... quite a lot.

When I saw Jessica reaching for Heather's second suspender, I reached into my sweatpants and took out my massive cock. For a moment, both girls gawked down at it, clearly impressed by its size and hardness. I wrapped my right hand around the shaft and gave it a gentle pump.

Then, Jessica actually unclasped the suspender, causing Heather's dress to fall down onto the floor. To my surprise, she wasn't wearing any panties, just the white shirt. And since it barely reached her belly button, I now had a clear view of her pussy.

Heather gasped as she squirmed and shuddered. That's how horny she was.

"As you can see, the little whore isn't wearing any underwear," Jessica whispered, stating the obvious, as she gently squeezed one of Heather's erect nipples through her white shirt. "No panties... and no bra," she added, with a chuckle.

"Tell him why," Jessica continued, whispering our sister's ear.

"B... because..." Heather stammered.

"Look at him and tell him," Jessica pressured her as she squeezed her nipple again.

Heather forced herself to look at me and ...

... whispered, "Because I am a SLUT!"

"And?" Jessica asked, grinning.

The next part was clearly more difficult to say.

"Heather?" Jessica insisted, cupping both of her sister's tits from the back.

"I... I... haven't had sex with Nick since... since Saturday," she blurted out.

Wow, I thought to myself. It was Thursday.

"And why is that?" Jessica persisted, as she raised Heather's white shirt, exposing her big, round tits, "Was he perhaps not in the mood?"

Feeling her sister cup and gently wobble her knockers up and down, Heather couldn't help but gasp again, as she looked me straight in the eye.

"I didn't... let him," she admitted.

"What was that now?" Jessica teased her sister, "Speak up! Jack didn't quite get that."

I had understood her just fine, but I played along.

"I... didn't let him! I didn't want my boyfriend to touch me, because I was horny for my brother. There, happy now?"

"Good girl," Jessica chuckled as she guided poor Heather to the bed and helped her lay down, "Now open your legs like a good little whore."

Heather looked up at me and promptly did as she'd been told. As Jessica got on her knees next to her sister, watching the scene from up close, I kneeled down in between my sister's beautiful legs and slowly pushed my dick against her pussy.

The first thing that I noticed was how soaking wet she was.

"My god," I whispered, with a grin, "You're drenched!"

"What did you expect?" Jessica giggled, "The little whore has been ...