They’re at the cabin,” Lauren answers, referring to our lake cabin in the mountains. “With my parents,” Kristina adds. Kristina has been Lauren’s friend since they were little and our parents frequently go to the cabin together.
“The house is all ours for the weekend,” Kylie smiles.
“Why don’t you stay? The fun’s just starting,” Alex says with an unmistakable flirtatious invitation. I hear my sister’s exasperated sigh before I can even respond.
“That’s okay,” I answer, moving towards the hallway. “It was nice meeting you,” I call back over my shoulder.
“D–n! He’s Sekxy. You should have asked him to stay, Lauren,” Alex says as I turn the corner towards the stairs.
I wait just out of sight to hear her response.
“He’s my brother!” she retorts. “I don’t want him anywhere near our s-x toy party, or any of our other plans.” Whatever that means.
“He can be my s-x toy anytime,” Kylie says.
“How old is he?”
“Too old for you!” my sister snaps.
She’s right and that’s my cue to keep moving.
Half an hour later, lying on my bed and trying to get the Sekxy images of my sister and her friends out of my head, there’s a light knock on the door.
“Come in,” I call without moving from the bed. Lauren pokes her head in before opening the door the rest of the way.
“Hey,” she says, walking over to the bed.
“Sorry about all that.”
“Nothing to be sorry for, Sis. You didn’t know I was going to be home tonight, and I certainly didn’t know you were having a lingerie party.” I answer as she sits on the edge of my bed. She’s still wearing the same outfit and I can’t keep my eyes from darting between the swell of her b—–s and her barely covered p—y m—d. “Sorry, if I messed up your party.”
“That’s just it,” she smiles. “You were a very popular surprise.” I just smile and wait to see why she came in to see me. “Brandon, do you love me?” she asks, using our standard opening for asking a favor.
“Unconditionally,” I answer, realizing as I say it that it really is true. I thought I loved Kelly but there are always so many conditions in that relationship. F–k!
Don’t even ask me why I’m comparing my sister to my girlfriend. That’s just so inappropriate!
“The girls want you to judge who looks the sexiest,” she says, raising her eyebrows questioningly. “Would you do it for us?”
This isn’t at all what I expected.
“That sounds like a no-win proposition. What’s in it for me?” I ask, already determined to do whatever she wants so I can spend more time with her scantily clad friends.
“What’s in it for you?” she asks incredulously while punching me in the arm. “You get to gawk at half-Unclad teenage girls while you decide who’s the sexiest.”
“Good point,” I answer, rubbing my shoulder.
“Lauren, are your friends all over 18?” I ask as she stands up and heads for my bedroom door. I swing my legs off the bed and follow her, my eyes glued to her near-Unclad a-s.
“What difference does that make?” she asks. “It’s not like you’re going to f–k any of them.”
“I just don’t want any upset fathers, brothers or boyfriends accusing me of improper activities with any underage girls.”
[B] “Relax. They’re all 18,” she smiles.
“Even Kristina?” I ask. “She looks so young.”
“Even Kristina.” Lauren rolls her eyes. “Duh, you should know we’re the same age.”
“Okay, I’m ready… but how will I decide?” ask as I close the door behind me.
“Easy,” she says over her shoulder. “Just pick your sister!” Laughing, she sashays down the hall towards the living room, her Sekxy a-s causing more blood to pump into my hardening c–k.
“Yay! He’s going to do it!” Alex says, clapping her hands as she bounces on the couch, causing her woman-sized b0s0m to jiggle tantalizingly. My mind is already racing to see how far I can take these festivities.
These girls are all over 18 and apparently not virgins, which means there really are no limits tonight.
“Do you guys have a plan in mind for how we’re going to do this?” I ask, noticing the girls have gone through a few wine coolers this evening.
“The judges always figure that out,” Kristina says. I swear I remember her as just a shy little kid and now she’s almost batting her eyes at me as she adds, “you’re the judge.” I wait a minute to see if anyone else wants to chime in and when they don’t I start to put my plan into action.
“Okay, why don’t the four of you line up and let me take a look at you,” I say, moving the coffee table so they can stand in front of the couch. I take a seat in the center of the couch as they dutifully line up facing me.
F–k! They’re all Sekxy!
[B] “I think we should divide the competition into four categories: your b—–s, your asses, your legs and your, um… pussies.”
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