Must Read: Me, My Sister And Her Friends (18 )

6 years ago

Must Read: Me, My Sister And Her Friends (18 )

Only on our legs?” Kylie asks cryptically, catching me off guard and putting me in the rare position of being speechlessness. Is she inferring that her p—y is shaved? I’m going to be jacking off the rest of the night! “Stand facing me and I’ll start the leg inspection,” I announce, taking another swig from my beer.

The girls have continued downing wine coolers, which may be contributing to the unabashed remarks… or not.

I start again with Alex who is still glowing with the excitement of having the sexiest a-s. I’ve just started thinking that my best bet in all of this is to find each of them the sexiest in a different category. Not having thought about this ahead of time, I now have to figure out whether to give Kylie or Kristina the best legs with the other one having the sexiest p—y.

As I glance down the line, I realize that Kylie with her long, shapely legs is a perfect candidate to win this one. Now, if Kristina’s p—y is as sweet as I expect, I’ll hopefully appease everyone.

Kneeling in front of Alex, I put both hands around one ankle and glide them up over her knees. “Very smooth,” I say as she smiles down at me. From this vantage point, her brown b—–s are even more striking. D–n!

She surprises the hell out of me when she spreads her legs farther apart just as my hands reach her upper thighs. I can smell her arousal and see the wet spot forming on the front of her thong.

I let my fingers barely brush against the thin material covering Alex’s p—y lips, invoking a short gasp from her as I move my hands to her other thigh and slide them back down to her other ankle. “You have great legs, Alex,” is all I can offer before moving over to Kristina.

I repeat my actions on Kristina’s legs, noticing she is no less aroused than her dark skinned friend. Although I can smell her arousal it is much less powerful than Alex’s strong aroma. “I love your legs,” I tell her as I move my hands closer to her p—y and watch her blush from her small chest to her face. “Very smooth and delicate, just like the rest of you.”

By the time I get to Kylie the aroma of female s-x is permeating the room. When I kneel in front of her my face is almost level with her scantily clad p—y. Her smell is just as strong but a much sweeter fragrance than the pungent “ready to f–k” smell of Alex’s p—y. My c–k is straining against my shorts as my fingers reach the top of Kylie’s thighs.

“You have statuesque legs, Kylie,” I say as my hands glide upward on her thighs.

“Thank you, Brandon,” she says, smiling seductively. Not to be outdone by Alex, she not only spreads her legs but bends her knees just enough to rub her barely covered p—y against my hands. It’s subtle and I don’t think anyone else notices but her smile is unmistakably an invitation. Instead of moving my hands away, I press the edge of my index finger firmly against her p—y lips pushing the damp material of her thong into the opening.

“Very nice, Kylie,” I whisper referring to the outline of her swollen lips with the bit of material caught between them.
“Mmm hmm,” she nods as I slowly slide my hands back down her other leg.
Moving on to my sister, I kneel in front of her and my nostrils flare at the delicious smell of her aroused p—y. I didn’t imagine the wet spot earlier or if I did, it has definitely increased since then.

“My legs, Brandon,” she prompts as I just stare at the center of her damp thong.

The wetness has made the material almost transparent and I am mesmerized by the contours of my sister’s p—y behind the small triangle of material.

“Sure, sis,” I respond, looking down as I wrap my hands around her ankle. I relish the softness of her skin as I move my hands up her shapely legs. My sister reflexively spreads her legs as my hands reach the pinnacle of her thighs. F–k! This is my f—–g sister! But still, I look her right in the eyes as my hands deliberately linger against the small purple triangle. Lauren’s eyes go wide and she sharply inhales as I lightly move my finger back and forth across her p—y lips.

“Your legs are very Sekxy, Sis,” I say, after clearing my throat so I can talk. Lauren doesn’t even answer. She just stands there as I breathe in her intoxicating scent and slide my hands down her leg. I take a deep breath and stand up to address the group.

“You all have very Sekxy legs,” I start out diplomatically. “But one of you has such long shapely legs that every guy who looks at her has to be imagining them wrapped behind his back. Kylie, you have the sexiest legs!”

“Thank you, Brandon,” she says quietly. “And I appreciate your graphic endorsement.”

“My pleasure,” I respond.

“Mine, too,” she whispers, obviously referring to the gentle p—y rubbing.

“I need another beer,”