Misc. Erotica Summer of Sisters 1

The shift in tone and expression caught me by surprise and it wasn’t until I followed her gaze, staring down into the water, that I realized the problem. My teenage body had chosen to respond to my brief touch of boobs, sending blood to my dick without me realizing it.

Shame flooded me, and I felt my face go flaming red. Victoria was staring, her jaw dropping, and I could already hear taunting comments from her, like I’d heard from boys in the locker room.

“Jesus Christ, Jake,” Victoria breathed, her words so soft I knew my sister and Laura couldn’t hear her. “You weren’t lying.”

“Don’t make fun of me,” I said, and she must have heard the emotions underlying my voice because she finally broke eye contact with the tent in my trunks with a look of confusion.

“I would never… Is that what happened in school?”

I nodded, tasting bitterness in the back of my throat when I remembered the frustration I felt back then. Glancing over at Aniston, I relaxed a hair, seeing she was still wearing her headphones and had her eyes closed. Laura seemed engrossed in her book and hadn’t looked over once. Warm fingers closed over my forearm, then reached down to lace fingers within mine, gripping me tight.

“Becca was the first girl I fooled around with… When she… felt it. She got scared and ran off… I thought that was it but when I got to school the next day the rumors had already started, and she wouldn’t speak to me.”

“And the boys on the football team helped spread it, too, right?”

“Yea,” I said with a frown. “And they knew better. How’d you guess?”

“Boys are always jealous of the big dicks. I’m not surprised they lied about you.” She shot a glance over one shoulder, checking that my sister was still asleep and floated even closer.

I held my breath when I felt her firm breasts press against my chest and let the air out in a hiss when I felt her fingers brush across the head of my cock. Her grin slipped, and I watched Victoria’s jaw drop as her light touch circled the breadth of my dick and felt down its considerable length.

“Oh baby,” she purred. “You certainly ain’t a micro-dick, Jesus Jake, this is a hog!”

I glanced over at Aniston. But she hadn’t moved, though Laura’s book gave a twitch and her thighs pressed together. I couldn’t see her face behind the volume, but I was certain she’d been eavesdropping.

For one second, I felt like fleeing, overwhelmed by this my sister’s older, gorgeous friend teasing me. But something came over me and instead of pulling back, I slid my hand up between her slender thighs. The young woman’s eyes bulged when she felt me brush past her legs and palm her bikini-clad pussy.

My touch caused her to float up, losing her grip on the bottom and carrying her into me. For one delicious second, my fingers pushed through the fabric of her bikini bottoms, and I felt the hot folds of her bald pussy grip them tight.

“You’re… bold… mhmmph,” Watching the shock melt into approval, then pleasure as I slipped my index finger up, hunting for her clit, caused my cock to throb in her fingers and Victoria hunched around me, the waters sloshing as she slipped a hand into my trunks.

Breath heavy upon one another’s necks, we floated near the wall, oblivious of the world around us as we sought to pleasure the other. The hairs stood up on the backs of my arms and neck when I thought about what we were doing and where, and I nearly came when I remembered who was doing it.

The water kept Victoria from stroking me with enough force or grip to get me off right away, however once I found the sexy co-eds clit she shuddered in pleasure against me. Her fingers stroked the length of my cock with languid motions as the nails of her other hand dug into my back.

“What are you guys doing?”

Aniston’s voice was like cold water down our spines, and I felt Victoria stiffen the moment I did and push away from me.

“Nothing,” Victoria said, but it was obvious from the spots of color in her cheeks and the strain in her voice that she was lying.

“Is my brother being a little perve?” Aniston asked, fixing me with a glare.

“Not a little one,” Victoria said, a hint of amusement entering her tone that caused Aniston to glare all the harder.

“I’m going to tell mom if you don’t leave right now,” she said, pulling out her phone and threatening me as she started typing out a text. “You she doesn’t want you messing around with girls and if I tell her you’ve been flirting with my friends-.”

“Ok, fine!” I grumbled, swimming over to the ladder leading out of the deep end, closest to my towel. “But I get the pool tomorrow.”

“Until we get here from the sorority house.” Aniston said with a smirk, laying back and putting her sunglasses back on. “Then you can scram.”

My emotions were high, a mix of horniness, confusion, anger, and embarrassment. Victoria was smirking at me as she floated on her back, giving me a perfect view of her incredible little body as I pulled myself up the ladder.

Forcing my thoughts to baseball, golf, and other boring sports, I managed to keep my hardon from returning, but I could feel its heavy weight swinging within my trunks. Grabbing up my towel, I wrapped it around my waist and ignored Victoria’s growing grin.

As I passed Laura, I saw her eyes weren’t on the book that had never moved, but locked on my crotch as I passed her. Her red bikini stretched tight across her large, firm breasts and as I watched, small nubs appeared, rising, and becoming more pronounced as her nipples hardened.

If that had been all, I would have felt good about the encounter, but before I entered the house I happened to glance up and saw Bonnie’s curtains were open, and a pale round face gazed down at me from the shadows of her room. The moment our eyes met, she ducked back out of sight, and I felt another wash of coldness sweep over me.

My stepmom enforced a strict rule throughout high school that we weren’t to date. Dances and the occasional school function were ok, but she didn’t want it taking away from our studies. The girls hadn’t dated much. Aniston rarely finding a man who measured up to her exacting standards and Bonnie too focused on school and acting.

I’d chafed under the rule, even though there were few prospects at school, and my sisters had never missed an opportunity to rat me out. Bonnie had even gone through my phone once and told my mom about DMs with a girl in my AP Bio class. Needless to say, my ‘study session’ was canceled, and I got grounded for a week.

In theory, the rule no longer applied. I’d been an adult for nearly a year and graduation was passed. But mom was even more excited about Stanford than I was, and I wasn’t sure what rules she might put in place over the summer to make sure I was prepared for freshman year.

I couldn’t get the sight of Bonnie’s face out of my head as I fled up to my room and threw closed the door. What had she seen? What would she say?

The questions faded quickly as I remembered Victoria’s hands on my cock. My dick was raging hard in seconds and I came across my hands and belly a moment later, the backed up cum exploding out of me.

The feeling of her body against mine, her hands on my dick and the soft folds of her pussy across my fingers would be enough to sustain months of fantasies. Little did I know I’d have no need for fantasies soon.​