1. My Brother's Girl: Part 2


    Date: 5/4/2017, Categories: Cheating, Author: OlDirtyBastid, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    Maddie and I get closer...a lot closer A week ago, I’d had what could only be described as the most intense sexual experience of my life with the hottest girl I’d ever seen. The fact that the girl in question was my brother’s girlfriend left me feeling a little guilty, but I told myself that she was only with him by virtue of a few minutes’ distraction on my part, plus we hadn’t really had sex – sure we’d touched each other, intimately, but we didn’t actually fuck. Yes my cock had come into contact with her pussy but there had been no penetration. Hell, I hadn’t even kissed her. With those very flimsy rationalizations running through my mind I went about my days trying not to think about her, or what had happened. And that was difficult. Maddie was around all the time, and it being late summer, she was always dressed in as little clothing as possible. Cutoff shorts that barely covered her ass, bikinis, tight little tops stretched across her DDs and cut low enough to show off a great deal of magnificent cleavage. And I had good reason to know just how magnificent her breasts were; just a few days before, I’d had them in my hands. And despite my best efforts, I couldn’t stop thinking about that day. I went to bed every night jerking off to thoughts of her, and when I fell asleep, I dreamed about her. The weekend after our little non-sex sexual interlude, we had a party at the house. Our parents were out of town for the weekend, so we’d invited a few people over. The grill was ...
    going, music was playing, there were girls in bikinis frolicking in the pool and on the deck, but I only had eyes for Maddie. In her little pink bikini, she put all the other girls to shame. She was a hothouse flower in the middle of a field of ferns. I flirted with some of the other girls, but my gaze kept returning to her. Not for the first time, I wished to myself that I’d gotten to her first. I wished she were mine. As the day wore on, my brother kept throwing back beers. We were a lot alike, Mark and I, but one way in which we differed was that he had much more of a taste for booze than I did. By late afternoon he was hammered; by the time evening rolled around, he was absolutely gone. When he disappeared into the house around 8:30 or so and didn’t come back out, Maddie and I decided it was time to start wrapping things up. We thanked everyone for coming, I pocketed a couple numbers handed to me by some of the girls, and then it was just us. “You made out like a bandit,” Maddie joked as we cleaned up the empty cups and paper plates left around the yard. “What did you get, three or four phone numbers?” “Something like that,” I replied. “Gonna call any of them? That girl Kelsey, maybe? She really digs you.” “Maybe,” I said noncommittally. “We’ll see.” “Oh come on,” said Maddie. “She’s cute, she’s bubbly, and did you see the booty on her? I know how much of an ass man you are,” she said teasingly. “And she’s got one hell of a nice ass.” “True. But it’s not as nice as yours,” ...
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