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Sara Myles
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Brandi Fenton
Brandi and I had been dating for nearly two months before she finally decided to introduce me to her family. I was okay with that, it wasn't like most parents were okay with their sweet little girl being a lesbian. Page and Mike, Brandi's mom and dad, actually seemed pretty cool though. They were nice to me and didn't seem to mind me hanging out at the house, as long as we kept the PDA to a respectable minimum. Not that that was easy. Brandi's gorgeous, and I've never had much willpower when it comes to something I want, plus, we were still early in our relationship, still discovering, still enjoying every look and every touch...
Brandi also has a younger brother. At first I thought maybe he had an issue with his sister being gay or at least with her dating me. I would notice him watching us every so often, especially when we would kiss or touch. He would have these really intense looks on his face. After talking to him a few times though, he seemed nice enough, and he certainly didn't seem to have any issues with Brandi's sexual orientation. So what was up with those looks? What was he thinking?
Eventually I figured it out. He wasn't mad, he was perving on us...or on me at least. I caught him checking me out several times. I'd seen that look before, from guys and girls. Honestly, I was flattered. It was cute. He was cute. And like I mentioned, I've never had much willpower...
Brandi and I had her house to ourselves and were taking advantage of that fact by making out on the sectional in the family room. It had started out innocently enough. We were just watching a movie and talking about our classes, but soon we snuggled closer, then a brush of her hand against my neck, a whisper from my lips to her ear...short, gentle kisses soon became long, hungry kisses.
As things started to heat up, I leaned back against the arm of the sofa, pulling Brandi into my body. I let my legs fall open, and she pressed closer. Our tongues met again and again, until finally Brandi lowered her mouth down to my neck and began to kiss the soft part of my throat. With her head lowered I suddenly realized that we weren't alone any longer.
Brandi's not-so-little brother was standing in the doorway watching us. I smiled wickedly, but was able to hide it, pressing my face to Brandi's long, blonde hair. He must not have noticed that I'd seen him, because he continued to stand there silently. I resisted the urge to call out to him or to signal Brandi. Instead I reached down and guided one of her hands to my chest, urging her to fondle me through my tank top and bra.
As Brandi took the hint and began to squeeze my tit, I made eye contact with her brother and smiled, this time making no attempt to hide it...
Sara Myles
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Brandi Fenton
Brandi and I had been dating for nearly two months before she finally decided to introduce me to her family. I was okay with that, it wasn't like most parents were okay with their sweet little girl being a lesbian. Page and Mike, Brandi's mom and dad, actually seemed pretty cool though. They were nice to me and didn't seem to mind me hanging out at the house, as long as we kept the PDA to a respectable minimum. Not that that was easy. Brandi's gorgeous, and I've never had much willpower when it comes to something I want, plus, we were still early in our relationship, still discovering, still enjoying every look and every touch...
Brandi also has a younger brother. At first I thought maybe he had an issue with his sister being gay or at least with her dating me. I would notice him watching us every so often, especially when we would kiss or touch. He would have these really intense looks on his face. After talking to him a few times though, he seemed nice enough, and he certainly didn't seem to have any issues with Brandi's sexual orientation. So what was up with those looks? What was he thinking?
Eventually I figured it out. He wasn't mad, he was perving on us...or on me at least. I caught him checking me out several times. I'd seen that look before, from guys and girls. Honestly, I was flattered. It was cute. He was cute. And like I mentioned, I've never had much willpower...
Brandi and I had her house to ourselves and were taking advantage of that fact by making out on the sectional in the family room. It had started out innocently enough. We were just watching a movie and talking about our classes, but soon we snuggled closer, then a brush of her hand against my neck, a whisper from my lips to her ear...short, gentle kisses soon became long, hungry kisses.
As things started to heat up, I leaned back against the arm of the sofa, pulling Brandi into my body. I let my legs fall open, and she pressed closer. Our tongues met again and again, until finally Brandi lowered her mouth down to my neck and began to kiss the soft part of my throat. With her head lowered I suddenly realized that we weren't alone any longer.
Brandi's not-so-little brother was standing in the doorway watching us. I smiled wickedly, but was able to hide it, pressing my face to Brandi's long, blonde hair. He must not have noticed that I'd seen him, because he continued to stand there silently. I resisted the urge to call out to him or to signal Brandi. Instead I reached down and guided one of her hands to my chest, urging her to fondle me through my tank top and bra.
As Brandi took the hint and began to squeeze my tit, I made eye contact with her brother and smiled, this time making no attempt to hide it...