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No Rules, Part 9
Date: 1/26/2016, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: TraceEkies, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories
as she was dressed. And she wasn't expecting him to leave right away either. Jarrad had put his foot in his mouth again. He tried to regroup. “Yeah, well uh great, it's really cool. I like it too.” They sat there for the next several minutes, watching the replayed football game. The robe was on the short side, and as Ashley crossed and uncrossed her legs, it moved further up until her panties were nearly showing. The excitement she felt, wearing so little while being sandwiched between two good looking guys, gradually overcame the nervousness she had felt when she first sat down. She placed her hand on her stepbrother's leg, no more than an inch from his cock, and whispered in his ear, “This robe is kind of hot. Would you mind if I took it off?” Brad turned and looked at his stepsister. She had the look of mischief in her eyes. He whispered, “You do have something on under it don't you?” “Bra and panties,” she replied quietly. “Do I dare ask which ones?” he asked, glancing sideways to be sure Jarrad was still engrossed in the game. She slid her hand up, wrapping her fingers around his hardening cock. She put her mouth to his ear and blew lightly into it as she responded, “The ones I bought today.” Brad's eyes went wide. “You mean those lace, almost transparent ones you picked up just before you went into the changing room?” Ashley nodded as she tightened her grip on his cock. “And you would wear th ose , with him ...” he jerked his head in Jarrad's direction, “...sitting ... right next to you?” Ashley pressed her mouth against Brad's ear again. “If you don't mind.” Brad kept his voice low, so Jarrad could not hear it over the television. “Uh no, I mean, if that's what you want to do, I don't think I'll be complaining.” Ashley squeezed Brad's cock, then stood up. Jarrad did not look up from the television until the robe hit the floor. But when he did, he was looking at Ashley's butt, clad only in a a few wisps of lace. With Jarrad's mouth still hanging open, Ashley sat down between he and Brad. She put her arms up on the back of the couch, her tits straining against the flimsy bra. She looked briefly at each of them, then toward the television, unconcerned about her near nudity. Jarrad was in shock over what seemed to be taking place. No one offered a word of explanation. Ashley dropped her left arm into Brad's lap and fondled his cock through his pants. She continued to look at the television and pretended not to notice Jarrad watching her every move. Brad too played the part and appeared to be more interested in the game being replayed on the television, than the one being played by his stepsister. Ashley took her hand from behind Jarrad's head and brought it to the catch at the front of her bra. She turned from the television and once again whispered to Brad. “You sure you're okay?” she asked. Brad leaned slightly forward and saw that his stepsister's hand was poised between her breasts. It would be foolish to try stopping anything now, he thought ...