Bad Girl Boarders (closed for RawDog33)

[GoodatBad]

Bursting into a fit of giggles over the stunned expression on the Uber driver’s face after the show we’d spontaneously put on for him, I tugged my best friend’s arm to exit the backseat of the car before he had the wherewithal to ask for an encore. I was sure that he’d witnessed two horny chicks making out in the rearview once or twice before, but probably none who’d proudly professed to be sisters beforehand.

It wasn’t true, of course, but it was hard to tell with Emely and I; we finished each other’s sentences all the time and we resembled one another closely enough that people swore we were sisters, which we were more than happy to play up. It became a twisted game for us - braiding each other’s hair one minute, tonguing each other’s pussies the next - one we’d perfected at boarding school and were thrilled about unleashing on the world now that we were free of that place.

Boarding school had been my parents’ last ditch effort at saving me from my downward spiral into delinquency, but they didn’t know that I had formed tight friendships with girls just as bad as me or maybe worse. And we had nothing to do in our boy-deprived downtime but find new, interesting ways to push limits without getting caught.

If they had any worries about my promiscuity before, they had no idea what I was planning upon my return home. They had no idea because I wasn’t returning to their home, but rather showing up, unannounced, at my brother’s doorstep with my luggage and Emely’s and the mission of showing him how much I’d learned in my time away from home...

 

[RawDog33]

I raised my eyebrow at the knock on the door. It was a very warm May day, and the air conditioning in the old house I had just bought was on the fritz. I was wearing just a pair of gym shorts as I unscrewed the panel on the blower.

“Who’s that?” asked my girlfriend, Tiffany, as she stood there watching me.

“I have no idea,” I replied, pushing myself up off the floor. I gave her a kiss on the cheek as I moved past her and headed up from the basement to check the door. I looked out the window and was stunned to see my sister and another girl standing on my front porch, luggage in tow.

I opened the door. “Danielle!” I said, a smile coming across my face. I hadn’t seen her since she’s been shipped off to boarding school, and she had most certainly grown up quite a bit! “What are you doing here?” I asked.

 

[GoodatBad]

When Devin came to the door, I smiled at him and simultaneously slipped my arm around my pretty friend’s waist. “I’ve been talking about my big brother non-stop lately. Emely wanted to meet you. She’s my bestie from Hawthorne.”

As if on cue, Emely pressed the side of her face against mine and we giggled in an irresistibly identical timbre. “People mistake us for sisters all the time. Isn’t that funny?” It didn’t explain why we’d shown up unannounced and with our suitcases, but that would be revealed in time. Batting my lashes at Devin, I stepped closer to him in the doorway. “It’s cool if we crash here, right?”

 

[RawDog33]

“Uhh, yeah, I guess, I mean, I can see the resemblance though,” I said, stepping aside to let them in. “I gotta apologize though, the AC is on the fritz right now,” I said.

“Umm, who are they?” came my girlfriend’s voice from behind me. I turned and smiled. “Tiffany, this is my sister Dani and her friend Emely,” I responded.

I could feel the tension in the air immediately. Tiff was not happy.

 

[GoodatBad]

“Great!” I smirked, slipping my hand down to clasp Emely’s, happily leading her inside and leaving Devin to attend to our bags. “Oh, I’m sure it’s fine. We’ll just throw on some short shorts. Right, Em?” My best friend nodded and followed my lead without hesitation. It was a relief to be standing inside of my brother’s place in our high-waisted jeans and cropped tops, long, dark waves caressing our shoulders, matching gloss shining our lips, as long as we weren’t stuck at that boring boarding school. We would make this work and have a damn good time doing it.

My smile dimmed considerably when an unfamiliar girl stepped out to greet us. Tiffany, ugh. I’d heard of her but frankly hadn’t thought about her once since. She had a cute face, I guess, but my tits were bigger than hers and Emely’s ass was definitely better. I didn’t like her for Devin already.

“We’re staying here,” I announced, my grin blossoming in acrimony, “with my brother. Who are you again?”

 

[RawDog33]

Tiffany huffed and glared at the girls and then at me. “Why didn’t you tell me about this?” she asked, clearly seething. “Whatever. I’ve got a mani-pedi appointment in an hour. I’ll text you later,” she said, grabbing her purse and heading out the door, brushing past the Dani and Em. The door slammed shut.

“Well, uh, this is a bit of a surprise,” I said. “I could have had things ready for you if I’d known, but, uh, let me give you the grand tour.” I led the giggling teenage girls through the small house. “Okay, living room, obviously. And here’s the kitchen. This door goes down to the basement, but it’s not finished. Laundry is down there though. And, this way, uh, my bedroom is at the end of the hall here, and here’s the bathroom, and I’ve got two spare bedrooms but I haven’t gotten around to furnishing them yet,” I said. We came back around to the living room. There was a sectional sofa in one corner facing a flat screen TV mounted to the wall. I scratched my head. “I guess we can set you guys up in those spare rooms, but I can’t get new beds until my next paycheck comes in...”

 

[GoodatBad]

I nearly burst out laughing as Devin’s girlfriend rushed off before her head could explode. I was satisfied that she got the correct impression that I didn’t care for her and never would. She was temporary in my brother’s life, a blip on his romantic radar, as far as I was concerned. She wouldn’t much last longer; Emely and I would make certain of that. “Wow. She was in a hurry, huh?” I snickered, turning back to my brother and best friend unfazed by Tiffany’s obnoxious exit.

Emely and I trailed Devin throughout the house, customarily holding hands as we went. Every now and then she’d whisper something in my ear and I would do the same in hers and whenever Devin would spot us, we’d smirk and act innocent. When we reached the end of the tour and Devin expressed the dilemma about the unfinished spare rooms, I shrugged my shoulders and casually insisted, “Give us your bed then. Can’t you sleep on the couch for a night or two? Emely’s the guest here after all. We sleep together all the time anyway. Please?”

Emely grinned shyly, brushing her fingertips along the inside of my forearm. “He doesn’t have to do that…I mean if Tiffany comes back--”

“--Fuck her,” I shrugged, looking to my brother to weigh in.

 

[RawDog33]

I chuckled and shook my head at Danielle’s suggestion that I sleep on the couch. “No way. I love ya, Dani, but you showed up unannounced, you and Emely here can crash on the couch,” I said, mostly just to watch her pout.

I smirked. “If you want a spot in the bed, you’re gonna have to earn it,” I suggested, ambiguously leaving out what was expected to “earn it” in the first place.

“I mean, you wouldn’t want me to do anything silly like invite Mom and Dad over for dinner, right?” I had a feeling she was avoiding them for a reason, but of course I had no idea what that could be. I also had a feeling they would probably be expecting her, and that she was going to want me to run interference for her. I sighed. This was going to get complicated, wasn’t it?

 

[GoodatBad]

I rolled my eyes at Devin’s abrupt refusal to play good host according to my definition. I had grown quite accustomed to getting my way and it was unsettling on the rare occasions when I didn’t. “You’re being totally unfair,” I complained, frowning. Emely just giggled at me and pressed her fingertips to the dimples in my cheeks to coax my lips into a tiny smile, to which I rolled my eyes again. “Earn it?” I scoffed, wondering how many times Tiffany had to spread her legs to ‘earn it’.

When my brother taunted me with a half-hearted threat to call our parents on me, I shoved his arm. “Don’t be a dick, Dev. You know I don’t wanna see those people.” They’d shipped me off to boarding school in the first place. The last thing I wanted to do was play nice around the dinner table.

Emely was the more level-headed of the pair of us, which is probably why she said, “the couch is fine though. I don’t care.” I looked at Devin and fully pouted. “I care. C’mon Devin.”

 

[RawDog33]

I looked back and forth between the two girls, in their tight little summertime outfits and freshly graduated, womanly curves,

The thought came to mind, fully realized itself inside my imagination, and it was very wrong but I was very okay with that.

“Tell ya what,” I said, looking back and forth between the two busty young women before me. “We’ll just have sleepovers like when we were kids,” I suggested, looking Dani in the eye. “You two can sleep in my bed, I mean, until I get some furniture for those rooms. But I’m not sleeping anywhere else either.”

 

[GoodatBad]

I noticed the way my brother eyed the both of us, our midriffs bare, our tops just a bit too short, our jeans impossibly tight. The once over was brief, but I definitely noticed. And I liked the attention. I think Emely noticed too, but she was more amused by watching the two of us interact for the moment. That would change soon enough, as I knew she was a horny little thing. Just like me.

Glancing over at Emely when Devin proposed that we all share his bed, a subtle grin returned to my face. “What do you think, Em?” Emely looked up at my brother then, tilting her head a bit as she quietly regarded his physique. “That could work. I'm sure you'll manage to fit.”

 

[RawDog33]

I smirked. This was going to work out just fine, I was sure.

“All right, well, I would be remiss in my duties as host if I didn’t offer you ladies some refreshment after your long journey,” I said. I led them to the kitchen, and opened the refrigerator, revealing that it was fully stocked, mostly with beer but also some juice and a smattering of actual food. “There’s, uh, some proper liquor up here if that’s more your speed,” I said, opening up a cabinet near the top of the wall. Vodka, rum, gin, and a few other bottles were plainly visible.

I watched for the girls’ reaction to being offered booze, underage, mostly out of curiosity, feeling them out. I had other things to offer, but I wasn’t about to put everything out on the table all at once!

 

[GoodatBad]

I grinned at Devin’s response. He’d clearly forgotten all about his girlfriend already. And she’d only been gone for a few minutes. I knew that bringing Emely home with me was a brilliant plan. “Yeah, I’m thirsty and sweating my ass off,” I sighed, walking hand-in-hand with Emely toward the kitchen after Devin.

“Me too. I mean, if that was possible.” Emely giggled, proudly referring to her beautifully plump backside.

“Oooh vodka!” I cooed, letting go of my bestie’s hand only to make grabby hands for the bottle in the cabinet. I passed it off to Emely and she hugged the glass to her chest like a prized possession. Drinking games were a cherished pastime of ours whenever we could manage to sneak some alcohol into our rooms. I fished out 2 glasses next and did a little victory wiggle, anticipating the fun to be had once we were all a bit looser.

“Want some, Dev?”

 

[RawDog33]

I shook my head, putting up a hand. “Not for me,” I said, grabbing a beer from the fridge instead. “Maybe later,” I said, a halfway promise.

I had a feeling that the girlfriend wouldn’t last much longer with these two around. I had no idea how long they were planning on “crashing” at my place. But really, I’d be a damn fool to send them packing, right?

I walked into the living room with my beer. I picked up the remote for the TV, and opened up the pandora app to put on some music. I wasn’t a fool. I knew it would help to keep them... entertained as much as possible.

 

[GoodatBad]

“Cool. More for us!” I chirped happily, nodding for Emely to follow me into the living room after you. I could hear her loosening the cap on the liquor bottle already as I crossed the threshold with our glasses in my hand. “Dibs!” I spun around toward her, after putting the glasses down on the coffee table, fishing the vodka from her grasp.

I smirked at Emely as I lifted the bottle by its neck to press the opening directly to my mouth. A contented moan reverberated into the neck of the bottle from my lips as the radio began to play. “Brat,” Emely grinned wide and huddled close to me to whisk the vodka back, slowly shaking her hips to the base-heavy tune filling the room.

I poked my tongue out at her as the liquor burned its way down into my belly, giving it up to let her have a sip. Following my lead, as she often did, Emely tilted her head back and opened her mouth to pour a tiny bit in. She was more of a lightweight than me. It was so cute. Giggling as some of the vodka missed her lips, I slipped my arms around her slim middle and playfully licked the edge of her pretty mouth to catch the rest. Starting to sway my hips in unison with my friend, I glanced over at my brother.

 

[RawDog33]

I smirked, watching my sister and her friend drink straight from the vodka bottle. Emely seemed a bit timid with the booze, and I assumed it was due to the strong taste.

“You know, I worked as a bartender for a little while, why don’t you girls let me whip you something up?” I suggested, heading back to the kitchen. There was a window between the kitchen and the living room, and I set up a little quick makeshift bartop on the ledge there with some juice and booze bottles and the mixing cups, and promptly threw together a potent, colorful beverage for the girls.

“Glasses!” I called out to them over the music, beckoning them over to me, my eyes drinking in the view of the two curvy girls dancing in my living room. Yeah, so what if one of them was my sister? It’s not like I was hitting on her or trying to screw her, right?

 

[GoodatBad]

“Oh yeah, that sounds cool.” Emely agreed, glancing in your direction as you hustled to the kitchen to mix us something fun. I wrapped my arms around Emely’s waist from behind, loudly singing over the music as we swayed to the beat together. I guided us to the middle of the living room, grinning as Emely brushed her gorgeous butt against me. Giving it a light, little smack, I overheard Devin’s call from the kitchen window.

Emely giggled and spun around to trot over to the coffee table. She retrieved the glasses as requested and bumped my hip on the way toward the kitchen. “Here you go!” She grinned, setting them down on the counter for you, her fingertips lightly grazing your forearm as she drew back.

 

[RawDog33]

I smirked as I watched the two young ladies interact, constantly touching each other and being playful. I couldn’t help but wonder how much that extended to the bedroom... Shaking my head, I tried to get the thought of my sister getting kinky with her bestie out of my head.

“Thank you, Emely,” I replied, noticing her slight touch. I poured out the drink into each glass; it was a neon blue in color. I handed a glass to each of them, giving my sister a playful wink before turning my eyes back Emely.

It was still quite warm in the house, but thankfully, night was approaching.

“Oh, shit, I can’t believe I forgot! There’s one more thing I should show you. It’s out back,” I said, “come on.” I headed for the door at the back of the kitchen and opened it, and headed out to the back patio. It was enclosed, and I had strung christmas lights around the trim, as well as black lights in the ceiling. In the middle of the patio was a spacious hot tub!

 

[GoodatBad]

“Sure. No problem.” Emely beamed at Devin as if he’d paid her a huge compliment. I shuffled into the kitchen to join them, bored the second their attention wasn’t on me. I reached over Emely to take my glass from my brother first, lifting it up as Emely marveled at the bright blue color of the cocktail. I clinked the side of my glass against hers. “Bottoms up, bitch.”

Locking eyes, I took a generous gulp of the delicious concoction. Emely followed suit, sticking her tongue out a little as the hard liquor coated her throat on the way down. Giggling at her expression, I slipped my around around her back, hugging her from the side. “Oooh, let’s go see what’s out back,” I cooed, curious to see what Devin had to show us. Neither of us were disappointed to find a hot tub, of course. We didn’t have swimsuits, but that most likely wasn’t going to be an issue…

“Oh wow. Does it work?” Emely inquired, nibbling the rim of her glass. I wondered too, but instead teased, “How many chicks have you fucked in that thing?”

 

[RawDog33]

I watched the girls get themselves excited about the hot tub. “Of course it works,” I said, pulling off the cover to reveal crystal clear water within, and pressed a button to bring the jets to bubbling life.

I shook my head and laughed at my sister’s question. “I just got this place like a week ago,” I said. “Haven’t quite had the opportunity yet.” I smirked, my gaze returning to Emely’s curvy, busty form, then back to my sister’s even bustier body, and then back to Emely. “I’m hoping that’ll change soon, though.”

“And hey, the view ain’t too bad either,” I said, nodding towards the back yard. The old house was located near the top of a hill, and from here we could see the sun setting beyond the hills in the distance. When they turned to see what I meant, I reveled in the opportunity to gaze longingly at each of their firm, round butts!

 

[GoodatBad]

Emely’s eyes grew wide with excitement and her lips parted in a mile-wide grin when Devin turned the hot tub on. It always amazed me how enthusiastic she could be about little things like this. It was sweet how easy she was to please.

“I looove hot tubs,” she purred, taking a sip of her drink as she approached the tub then flicking the water at the surface with her fingers.

“Oh, not even with whatshername?” I fake gasped, secretly intrigued by the idea of seducing my brother with my friend in the hot tub where even his girlfriend hadn’t. “Shame.”

We both looked in the direction of the yard when my brother gestured out there. Only then did I notice that the sky was orange and purple; the clouds were billowy like little tufts of cotton candy. He did have a pretty kick-ass view, but I would never deliberately agree with anything he said, so I kept the realization to myself.

“So pretty!” Emely squealed, hugging the patio railing. I sidled up next to her and gently bumped her hip with mine. I knocked back the rest of my cocktail and set the empty glass down on the rail, then turned to Devin. “Well… are we gonna stare at the thing or are we gonna get in?”

 

[RawDog33]

I took a drink of my beer. Emely’s enthusiasm was adorable, but I found myself rather enjoying my sister’s snarky attitude.

“Not even Tiffany,” I admitted. It had been a couple weeks since the last time we’d had sex, actually.

“And by all means, hop in. Can I get you girls some refills?” I offered, finishing my own beer. There was no reason not to keep the drinks flowing. I’d have to keep an eye on Emely though. Didn’t need her passing out too early!

“I trust you girls have some swimsuits tucked away in your bags? There are some towels in the cabinet over there.”

 

[GoodatBad]

“Yeah, fill us both up.” I replied without consulting Emely, smirking as I passed our glasses to Devin. She still had some liquor left in her glass, but she could do with a top off, I figured. I knew how my words sounded, probably why I smirked a little when I said them. “We’ll figure something out,” Emely shrugged, knowing neither of us had proper swimming attire. We were only permitted to wear one-pieces for swimming at boarding school and we’d burned them as soon as the semester was over.

When Devin headed inside to get on our drinks, I flashed a wicked grin at Emely. I didn’t have to say anything for her to get what was on my mind. I reached for my top and she reached for her jeans, and we stripped down to our bra and panties right there on the patio. The evening air felt nice on my skin and I could tell that Emely agreed from the sigh of relief that left her soft lips.

“Ugh, your boobs look so good in that,” she playfully whined, using her index fingers to poke at the dark lace that adorned them.

“I know,” I teased, reaching to grasp at her hips. “Your butt though... so jealous.”

 

[RawDog33]

I went inside and got myself a fresh beer, and started mixing up some more booze for the girls, this one a bit stronger but also sweeter, a bright cherry red in color. I filled their glasses and then added more booze and juice to the mixing cup, for refills later. I took everything out to the back patio.

When I stepped back outside, I was shocked, but not necessarily surprised, to see the girls had stripped down to their bras and panties, standing next to the hot tub. It was curious to see them admiring each other’s bodies, though. Something told me these two were a good bit closer than typical “besties.”

“Fresh drinks, ladies,” I said, my eyes roving over each of them. I felt a bit like a pervert for checking out my own sister like that, but she seemed to enjoy the attention. And let’s face it... I’m a bit of a perv. I flipped a switch on the wall, and the speakers mounted above started playing the music from the TV in the living room.

 

[GoodatBad]

When Devin emerged from the house with our filled glasses, Emely and I approached with outstretched hands. “See? I told you he was way cooler than my dumb parents,” I said, smiling at my brother as I accepted my drink. Emely nodded in agreement, pressing the rim of her glass between her lips as the music from the house filtered out onto the patio area.

Emely and I squealed when our favorite song pumped through the outdoor speakers. We lifted our glasses and shimmied by the hot tub, playfully shouting the lyrics to each other. We moved close to one another, rhythmically grinding on each other as if we were out at a nightclub. I glanced over at Devin, “Aren’t you gonna get in the hot tub with us?”