Misc. Erotica Summer of Sisters 1

After cleaning myself up, I sat in front of my computer and lost myself in C of D for a couple of hours until there was a heavy pounding on my door.

“Pizza’s arriving any minute. Better get some before Aniston and her friends eat it all. Text if you need anything!”

I followed the sound of mom’s heels leaving downstairs and found Aniston and her friends lounging in the living room watching bad reality TV. Ani glanced over when I came in and offered me a lazy wave before turning back to the screen. Her face was rosy and slack from an afternoon spent in the sun downing cocktails, but the other girls looked wide awake when they spotted me.

“Settle a debate for us, Jake,” Laura asked, turning in her seat and pulling a pillow against her midriff. I didn’t fail to notice what the pillow did to her large, tanned breasts, pushing them up into delightful mounds beneath her chin. “Who’s hotter Addison Rae, or Kim K? I think Addison’s fucking fine, but Vic’s obsessed with Kim’s ass.”

“Everyone’s obsessed with her ass,” Victoria said, rolling her eyes at her friend before smiling up at my and patting the place between them on the couch. “So, what is it? Blonde, or brunette?”

“It’s not that simple,” I said, taking the seat and shifting nervously when Victoria rested a hand on my thigh and Aniston glanced. I saw my oldest sister notice the touch, but she only frowned and rolled over onto her side, so she wasn’t looking directly at us.

“Are you going to try convincing us boys are complex?” Laura said with a light laugh. “Because I’ve seen how they act when I wear a sundress and complex isn’t how I’d describe it.”

“Do you want to hear my opinion or not?” I asked, letting a touch of sharpness enter my tone and raising an eyebrow at the sexy Latina. I enjoyed the look of shock that passed over her face at being addressed that way. I couldn’t maintain my stern expression, and she grinned.

“You were right, Vic. He does have a little spice in him,” Laura said, shifting to face me as she rested an arm on the backrest of the couch. “Go on then stud, regale us with your opinions about other girls.”

I might be dumb when it comes to women, but I could hear the warning in Laura’s tone clear enough. Choosing my words carefully, I told them my thoughts on the matter.

“Addison is younger and maybe hotter, but Kim’s built an empire and that’s attractive in its own right.” I didn’t want to cop out like that though and added. “Plus, Kim’s ass and tits are ten times better, and I’ve always had a thing for older women.”

“Now we’re getting somewhere,” Laura laughed.

“Her ass isn’t that special,” Victoria said, shifting in her seat so her own pert rear end was visible. “I mean, if you’re into asses, Laura’s got the hottest ass in school.”

“Second hottest,” Aniston mumbled, glancing over and sticking her tongue out at her friend.

“We’ll let your brother be the judge,” Laura said, slipping from the couch and digging through her bag.

“Are you getting out your yoga pants?” Victoria snickered and leaned against me as she whispered in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear. “She calls them her super weapon, because they slay every boy who sees her in them.”

“You’re just jealous,” Laura said, pulling out a pair of white tights and skipping over to the bathroom.

“I am,” Victoria grumbled.

I wanted to say something to make her feel better, but couldn’t think of anything. Thankfully, the doorbell rank and I jumped to go get the pizza. I paid the driver with the cash mom left behind and told him to keep the change.

“Ok, Jake, come judge! My ass has never looked better!”

The drivers’ eyes bulged when he glanced over my shoulder and spotted Laura step out of the bathroom. Her massive breasts were tightly clad in a red bikini that stood out against the tan skin of her smooth belly. My eyes weren’t on her phenomenal tits, but on the impossibly narrow waist, flaring out to perfectly curved hips and a plump, round ass.

“What the fuck…” he breathed, face registering genuine pain when I started to close the door.

“Thanks, man. Have a good night.”

“You too,” he croaked out.

I heard a muttered “Lucky fucker.” Before the door closed behind him. I found the girls eager to eat when I brought in the pizza.

“You can judge after. First, pizza!” Victoria said. Bouncing on her chair, she seemed oblivious of what the motion did to her perk breasts.

“I’m passing out after this,” Aniston said, pulling out plates and slouching onto one of the bar seats. Yawning, she got out, “I’m exhausted.”

“We’re supposed to drink Mojitos and sit in the hot tub tonight, Ani,” Laura said with a pout as she flounced onto another bar stool.

“You guys can,” my sister said, making a face after one bite of pizza and pushing the plate away. “I have a hair appointment tomorrow and can’t keep my eyes open anymore.”

“Aww, no fun.” Victoria said with a frown, wrapping her arms around her friend as she stood to go.

I saw her whisper something to my sister that I couldn’t make out past Aniston’s thick mane of hair, but my sister smirked and cast a glance back at me. I saw something akin to anger pass behind eyes that bore into mine, but Victoria spoke in a rush and Aniston’s frown deepened and she nodded.

“If he’s an annoying spaz, tell me in the morning.”

“Don’t worry, he won’t be,” Laura said, leaning forward to snag another slice of pizza and winking up at me when my sister couldn’t see her face. “We’ll make sure he keeps us entertained.”

“Hmph,” Aniston said, glaring at me in anger for some reason before stalking upstairs.

“What’s wrong with her?” I asked, frowning after my moody sister.

“Don’t mind, Ani,” Victoria said, coming to join me in the kitchen as she took a slice of pizza. “She didn’t get into her grad school of choice, so she’s bummed today.”

“I didn’t know she applied anywhere,” I said.

“Shhh,” Laura said to Victoria, shooting a warning look at the stairs. “She didn’t want anyone to know.” Then, in a quieter tone, she added. “She wanted to study Sports Communication at Fullsail, but they said she didn’t have enough on camera experience.”

“That’s ridiculous,” I said. “She’s still in school. What do they expect her to do public access or something?”

“I know,” Laura shook her head. “All these programs are either too expensive, or they only let in legacy cases, or those with recommendations from media companies. It’s a joke.” She set her slice down and ran a hand down her hip, turning to let me get a good view of her ass clad in the tight white yoga pants. “It might not be the best ass in school, but it’s still pretty good, don’t you think?”

“Mhmm,” I said, forgetting the slice halfway to my lips as I stared at the coed’s pert rear.

“Oh god, you weren’t lying!” Laura’s eyes fixed on my crotch as she hissed the words out and I felt my shorts tighten against my hardening cock.

“Told you,” Victoria said with a self-satisfied smirk. “He comes by BDE naturally.”

“What the fuck are you talking about?” I asked, trying to hide how self-conscious I feel. “Aniston mentioned ‘BDE’ also.”

“Big Dick Energy,” Laura said with a coquettish smile as she. “It’s when a man has unshakable confidence that makes us weak in the knees.”

“And I have that?” I asked, raising an eyebrow at Victoria.

“Not yet,” the blonde said, running a critical eye up and down me. “But it’s growing.”

“He needs new clothes,” Laura said, stepping close and tugging at my shirt and shorts. “Cargo shorts are for boys and fat old men who can’t get laid. We need to get you in some slacks and a nice shirt.”

“Haircut too,” Victoria said, stepping around the bar and joining her friend in critical inspection of me. “You’ve grown it out, but it’s almost a mullet right now… Sarah’s Salon will fix you up.”

“Isn’t that where Aniston’s going to get her hair done tomorrow?” I asked, and the girls nodded, my skin prickling as I became all too aware of their nearness.

“Are you free in the morning?” Victoria asked. “I’m sure they can get you in before her.” She reached up and ran her fingers through my hair, sending shivers down my back as her nails grazed my scalp.

“Yea,” I said, annoyed at the breathless sound of my voice. Clearing my throat, I spoke up, “Weren’t you two going in the hot tub?”

“Why?” Laura laughed, linking her arm in Victoria’s, the pair of them looking up at me with warm eyes. “Were you hoping to join us?”

Victoria cocked an eyebrow, one hand resting on her hip as she waited for my answer. Two days before, I would have fled upstairs and convinced myself I’d been reading too much into the situation. With memories of the day and night before floating around in my head, I found the courage to nod my head.

“I was hoping for more than that,” I said, shocking myself with the words coming out of my mouth.

The girls registered shock as well, but mixed with amusement and excitement. Victoria turned to Laura and mouthed, “Told you he was bold.” The two grinning at one another like cats who’d gotten the cream.

“You can join us,” Laura said, her grin turning mischievous as she added. “But the only rule is no clothes allowed… We were planning on skinny dipping tonight.”

“Aniston wasn’t going to skinny dip,” I said, knowing how conservative she could be, but the girls laughed softly and Victoria shook her head.

“Ani was the one who suggested it… Well, what do you say, big boy?”

She turned into her friend, eyes locked on mine as she reached behind her and tugged the string of Laura’s bikini free. The Latina’s lids grew heavy as the garment swung away from her massive breasts, and I got a delicious view of round under-boob as the bikini hung loosely against her chest.

I was nodding, eagerly tugging off my shirt as the girls let out delightful giggles. The pair scampered into the backyard, dropping clothing along the way. First to go were bikini tops, and I caught brief glimpses of the co-eds naked breasts swinging side to side. Next to go were their shorts, and then finally their bikini bottoms.​