Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

It's Only Fair: EP14

"Never have | ever had sex in a public place," Jenna said without pausing. Amy and | both groaned and

unsnapped our pants. Amy had a pair of red thong panties on that matched her bra. Holy fuck. Somehow that

woman, with a body that could blind a man, found a way to look almost as good in underwear as she did naked.

What can | say? I'm a sucker for a girl in red.

The sight almost made up for the fact that | was down to my boxers. Pendulous penis pushing upward quite

prominently. "Someone is enjoying himself," Brianna said, looking pointedly over to my erection as it pointed

straight out in my underwear.

"And we wouldn't find any wet spots on your panties, right Bree?" Amy asked. That shut the younger blonde up.

But Amy decided that wasn't enough and kept going right after curvy Brianna. "Never have | ever considered

breast reduction surgery."

Brianna turned almost as red as Amy's underwear. Without a word, she reached down and undid her jeans. Jenna

looked over at her twin in surprise.

"I have back pain," Brianna said, "How'd you find out about that, anyway, Amy?"

"Mom askeda few months ago if | knew anyone in the city," Amy said, "Didn't take Stephen Hawking to put

two and two together on that one." She took a big gulp of her tequila, smiling at us hungrily.

Brianna's eggplant-purple panties didn't cover much. Her pubes poked out either side of the material. But that

was Brianna's secret weapon, no one could ever get past her ginormous tits long enough to look at any other

part of her, even when her massive missiles were still stored behind a bra.

| tried to tear my eyes away and take my turn. The ghad gone far more quickly than | think any of us

imagined. | was sitting on the couch next to my nearly-naked younger sisters, with the older one sitting across

from us in a similar state of undress. The more sober | was feeling, the more naked | was getting. | was down to

my last shred of clothing -- my blue boxer briefs.

Fortunately, the girls were in a similar spot. No one was slurring or slumping nearly as much. Meanwhile, Jenna

was completely topless, but she had on both her pants and panties. Amy and Brianna were both down to their

underwear, top and bottom.

So, we were all close in clothing level, but not nearly enough for my liking. Jenna's boobs were lovely, but |

wanted to see the whole package on all three sisters. Also, I'd once again convinced myself that | had to get my

sisters naked before going all the way, myself. In retrospect it seems silly, like that was really going to matter

now. But at the time, | told myself if | was down to nothing and the girls were dressed that... | don't know, bad

things would cof it? | said | was horny, not rational.

Regardless, | felt like | needed a good question to even it all up. And | had the perfect inquiry in mind. "Never

have | ever had sex with my brother."

"You don't even have a brother," Jenna said.

"Still counts," | said. My younger, brown haired sister hissed, but she shucked off her jeans, revealing a perfectly

respectable pair of white panties. Not that propriety did anything to take away from the fuckable girl sitting next

to me. God, Jenna was so hot her tiny, pink body practically pleading to be plowed by my penis.

But just as | was falling into the rapture of one sibling, | got ensnared by another as Brianna finally relieved her

bra of its burden, letting her giant jugs spill out. God, had they gotten bigger overnight? Brianna's boobs looked

even larger than | remembered. Her dark nipples were as erect as her sister's cute little pink ones.

But just as | was recovering from the second sibling's display, | got roped by the third. Amy, the sex goddess who

happened to be my older sister, began to undo her own bra.

Both twins stared, jaws hitting the carpet so hard that they bounced. | guess they really didn't hear Amy and I,

after all.

"When did?"

"How?"

"What? So, it's only OK if you two do it?" Amy said

Brianna and Jenna looked away, a bit ashamed. But | could tell they were both still trying to piece it all together.

"It's not a big deal," Amy said, "Obviously. Seems like I'm in good company, actually."

Amy finished taking off her bra and smiled at me, warmly. God, her breasts really were perfect. All | could think

about was kneading them in my hands. Suckling her nipples. | had to slow myself down. | knew | could have so

much more if | could be patient.

Everyone was only wearing bottoms now. Just like the day before, | thought to myself, and smiled. These games

really were more fun when everyone won.

"So, what now?" Jenna asked.

"What do you mean?" Amy asked, "There's still clothing to lose."

"Sure, one more each, but then what?" Brianna asked.

"000, | like how you girls think," Amy said, as if our younger sisters had really been suggesting something, "Well,

first, I'm starting to sober up so | think we should each do another shot to celebrate."

Amy poured out more tequila and we drank. The bottle was getting low but, lo and behold, our older sister had

another full one waiting in her magical bag of endless alcohol.

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Amy sat back and began rubbing her hands again in full supervillain mode. "We can't drink and we're running

out of clothes. So, what if we do dares?"

"So, if someone hasn't done something, they have to go moon the neighbors?" Jenna asked.

"Right but way more fun than that," Amy said. "In fact, what if we do this: Instead of saying what we haven't

done, we say something we did. And if the other person hasn't done it, that's their dare. So, it's more like, I've

done this -- have you?" I'd had way too much tequila to track what my sister was saying. That last shot had put