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My brother`s girl friend is my closest friend

"I'm going to let your brother fuck me," Sarah said to me.

"What the fuck?" I said to her, astounded.

"Well I know he wants to. You've seen the way he hangs around whenever we're practicing. I've seen him looking at me like he's stripping my clothes off with his eyes. And you know what? It gets me hot!"

"Geez Sarah i," I responded, "even if you are going to let him do that to you, what makes you think I want to know about it?" I couldn't believe that she'd even brought it up. Sara and I were really good friends and I could tell from the way that she looked at my brother, not to mention the way she flirted and showed off when he was around that she was interested in him, but to have her announce that intention was more than I was ready for.

I cast my eye over her . She had long brown blond hair that extended past her shoulders. She had an elfin look to her with high cheek bones and what I can only describe as squat lips that always reminded me of Nargis. Her lurid green eyes were studying me from beneath long, well cared for lashes as I looked her over. There was intelligence in those eyes, with a glint of mischief giving them life.

Her legs were long and thin, matching her lithe frame. I thought she was a bit too skinny myself, but there were plenty of guys who followed her with their eyes whenever she walked through the grounds at uni. As she stood there in her aerobics outfit, I couldn't help but notice the way her mound protruded. Part of it was the fact that she was so skinny but whenever I noticed I couldn't help but think that it stood out more than others. Again I made a mental note to check out more chicks next time we were competing. I always seemed to forget and only had myself as a comparison. Her breasts were the other feature that didn't seem quite right on her frame. They were large c cups and stood out heaps on such a thin body. I know that my brother for one couldn't keep his eyes off them. Especially when like now, she was wearing a crop top that was little more than a bra.

"Well, he's your brother, I thought maybe you'd like the option to veto or something," she replied.

"Now if I said no, would that really stop you or would you just go about it without me knowing?" I asked her, grinning, knowing her all too well. The blush that crossed her face was enough for me. "Heck, you know him, and if you're prepared to put up with him and take that chance, I won't get in your way. Just remember though, you still have to practice and we have a competition coming up."

"I just said I'd let him fuck me, not that I wanted to date him," she laughed. When I started to explode, she quickly let me know that she was kidding and promised that nothing would get in the way of our aerobics comp.

Just at that moment, my brother Akhil came home and Sarah quickly turned on the music and got me practicing with her. I knew it was just so that she could be caught in the middle of her moves by him, but went along with it.

Sure enough, a couple of minutes later, Akhil was there in the doorway, smiling and watching, clutching a drink in his hand. He was a year older than me and had been watching us i train since we'd taken up competitive aerobics two years ago.

"Nice perve?" I asked him as we finished our routine and grabbed our towels and drinks.

"Oh I'd give it fifty percent," he said. I could see that Sarah looked a little disappointed at this comment.

"Only fifty?" I asked, "Why's that, it was a pretty flawless routine."

"Oh the routine was great," he said, "but you asked if it was a good perve. And whilst Sarah here was perfect, I have to give you a zero because you're my sister."

"Oh nice. You're a bloke, can't you at least give an objective opinion? Or are all your opinions on chicks dictated from down there," I said, pointing at his crotch. As I pointed I looked and couldn't help but note that he appeared to have an erection. And not a bad sized one either! I wanted to slap myself for even noticing.

As I looked back up to his face, I found him looking me over. It was quite bizarre and uncomfortable to be honest, his appraising me like that.

I am not as tall as sarah (who's about 5' 5") standing about 5'2"and I'm built with more muscle than she is, which when we were together tended to give people the impression that I was a nuggetty little power house. The reality was that I was quite thin, just not overly thin. A couple of inches less height and small breasts (a cups) did nothing to change the appearance.

"Well if I have to be completely objective," Akhil advised, "I'll lift it to ninety percent."

"Good enough, I won't interrogate you about the last ten percent," I said before telling sarah that we should go and get changed.

"You go ahead, I just need another drink," she told me. I knew when I wasn't wanted somewhere and headed off to my bedroom. I stripped off my exercise gear and headed into the shower, wondering how long Sarah would be and how much effect her sudden desire to bed my brother was going to interfere with our training.

"Hey," Sarah called out as she entered the bathroom that adjoined my bedroom.

"Hey yourself, I said, turning the water off and stepping out into the towel that she held out for me, "Thanks."

"So, what have you cooked up with my brother?" I asked.

"Just a date, we're going to the movies," she said. I could tell from the look on her face though that she was more excited than she was letting on. I tried to be happy for her and although struggling, muttered some encouraging words.

I watched her as she stripped down whilst I towelled off. I wondered what it was about her that got my brother so worked up. I decided that it must be her tits as I watched them jiggle firmly as she moved about the bathroom. Her nipples were an extremely pale pink against her fair flesh and I was surprised to see how far they were sticking out from the large areolas, a lot further than my own, which were quite small, neat little nipples.

I don't normally sit around checking other girls out and it was only in the context of what my brother might like to look at that I found myself looking on this occasion. None-the-less, I was surprised at the reaction that my own body was having as I watched her step into the shower stall, noting that she had a thin strip of pubic hair the same colour as that on her head leading down to her lips.

Mine was brown, a different shade to the blonde hair on my head and I guess I'd not really thought that anyone would have hair of the same colour on their heads unless it was dark. To think that I was 18 and had never noticed that before. Weird.

A month later and we had just finished our competition. We didn't win, but we did pretty good. Sarah had been seeing my brother since that previous encounter and I asked her if she thought her being in a relationship had contributed to our performance (or the fact that we hadn't done better more importantly). That turned out to be a mistake. She was really pissed.

Some very fast-talking on my part soothed things over, but there was one little comment fired at me that stuck with me.

"Maybe if you got a cock in you, you wouldn't be so obsessed with this all the time!" she had said to me. I was a virgin. I tried to forget that she'd said it, but I just couldn't get past it. It really ate at me and as a result, our practices after that did start to suffer. It was partly because of the fight and the fact that it was taking time for us to really get over it and partly because she'd struck such a nerve with me. Every time I saw her, I was reminded of the fact that she was having sex and I wasn't.

Another month passed and we were coming up to another competition. This time Sarah suggested that we go over the video of the last performance so that we could try and work out what we needed to perfect. I jumped at the chance and she went to get the tape. As we sat watching it, I could tell that our friendship was back to where we'd been before the performance that we were watching. Everything was gelling again, which was great.

Just as the tape came to the last phase of our performance, it went fuzzy and something else entirely came on the screen. I didn't realise what it was at first, but Sarah squealed and tried to grab the remote off me. It was just a picture of a bedroom.

"What's this?" I asked her, "Did you tape over our performance? You know we don't do that." I didn't get much response as she just jumped on me and tried to take the remote. I giggled and held the remote away from her, watching the screen. Sarah appeared within view of the camera and I laughed. She was wearing her old school uniform. It clearly still fitter her everywhere except the bust, which was being strained somewhat by the large breasts that she'd developed since we'd been there together. Sarah renewed her efforts to get the remote whilst I just laughed and giggled as she rolled all over me in her attempts.

Then I noticed my brother walk into the camera shot. He was wearing a pair of slacks and a shirt with a tie and I froze as he advanced upon the school-dress clad Diane and started to say something to her.Sarah seized the initiative and grabbed the remote from me, hitting the eject button.

"Um Di," do I really want to know what's on the rest of that tape?" I asked, her, flushed from my exertions at holding her off.

"No, you really do not." She said, clearly blushing. The flush in her face extended right down her neck, "and probably to her tits I thought," laughing to myself.

"Well, can you copy the bit of the tape I do want to see so that we can review it?" I asked her, still giggling.

"I think that's an excellent idea ," she said very primly.

We arranged to meet again later in the week to have a final practice.

Over the time that she had been seeing my brother, I'd stopped once or twice to assess him objectively, just as I'd done withSarah when I wanted to work out what it was that he saw in her. I was surprised when I did to realise that he was actually bloody good looking. There'd always been plenty of girls around and my friends had always commented, but I'd just hidden in my little 'he's my brother shell' and told them they were deluded.

He had a nicely defined jaw-line, gorgeous blue eyes (like me) and biceps and pecs to die for. He'd done gymnastics for years (our parents were big on us having sport in our lives) and hadn't really stopped training. It obviously still paid off.

I even noted to myself one night as he left the dinner table that he had a cute, tight arse and completely shocked myself when one night I found myself wondering in bed what he would look like naked. I shuddered, thought of something else and went back to sleep.

A couple of days later, I was over at Sarah's house for another rehearsal and she handed me a tape from two that were lying on top of her pile of competition videos. "This is the edited version," she advised, blushing. We went through our routine and happy, cleaned up before I could head home.

Whilst she was in the toilet, an impulse came over me. I checked the other video on top of the pile. Unlike all the other competition tapes, it was unmarked (as was the one she'd given me). I quickly switched them.

The whole way home in the car, I was all but shaking over what I'd done. I wondered if I even had the tape that I thought I had. Would I really watch it?

I admitted that I was curious to see what the two of them got up to. I wondered just how far the tape would go. That curiosity fought with the fact that it was my brother and best friend.

When I got home, I quickly said hello to everyone and then went to my room, shut the door and put the tape on. Our performance came on and I couldn't believe how nervous I suddenly was. I fast-forwarded until I saw sarah standing there in her school uniform.

Akhil entered the shot.

"Now miss Sarah ," Akhil said to her, "I need to talk to you about our school uniform policy."

"Yes sir ," she said meekly.

"You know that the rules state that all girl's skirts are to be at least one inch below the knee in summer and I can clearly see that yours is not."

"Its an old one sir , I spilt my breakfast this morning and it was all I had that wasn't in the wash."

"Never the less young lady, I think you clearly know that any transgression cannot go unpunished. I can't have every student coming in here claiming to have spilt their cereal just so that they can try and attract boys!"

Sarah nodded and I couldn't help but think what a good job she was doing of acting the role of contrite student.

Akhilpulled a chair into view and sat down on it. "Now come here and lay over my lap and take your punishment Miss sarah," he said. I giggled at the thought of the two of them playing out this scene.

sarah walked over to Akhiland knelt down next to him, then leaned over his legs, her breasts crushed against his thighs. My brother had her adjust her position until her hands were on the floor and her bottom suspended in med air over his thighs. He had to stop to adjust a clearly erect cock in his pants at one stage. That made me curiously aware of just how sexual it all was and I found my body reacting to the scene.

Then he flipped her skirt up and revealed a white thong sitting snugly between her pale butt cheeks.

"My goodness, Miss Sarah, can you please state for me the underwear requirements of St Monica's Girls' School?"

"Um they have to be white?" she answered timidly.

"You know there's more to it than that Miss sarah, white, cotton and of a moderate bikini cut ! These are simply unacceptable. I am afraid that I must punish you miss Sarah. And remember, this hurts me more than it hurts you." And with that,Akhil slapped his hand across her bare arse cheeks. SLAP! I flinched at the power behind it and was stunned when a red hand print appeared onSarah`s but. She didn't squeal though, she moaned!

SLAP! Another one on the other cheek. After a couple more, she spoke out. "Please sir, no more, I'll do anything, but please stop hitting me or I won't be able to sit down."

"Anything miss Sarah? That's quite an offer."

"Anything sir."

"Right well let's test this little theory Miss Sarah. Stand up." Sarah stood up. I couldn't believe how sexy she looked in that slutty school uniform. "Right, now remove the offending underwear please." As I watched the video, she peeled the thong down from under her skirt, and gave me the glimpse of her pussy in the process.

"Now lift your skirt up for me Miss Sarah ," Akhil instructed her. She was facing away from the camera and I didn't see, but she gaveAkhil a nice long look at her pussy, holding her skirt up until Akhil announced that that would do. For now."

"Tell me Miss Sarah , are you a virgin?' Ed asked her.She nodded meekly in front of him. I giggled at this. Good role playing, if she was a virgin, I was a millionaire! " Have you ever seen a penis in the flesh?" She shook her head. "Well then, I have a treat for you.

As I watched, Akhil stood and took off the slacks that he was wearing until he was standing with his erection (which I noted was a very nice size) pointing at the ceiling. Then he sat back on the chair.

"Kneel before me Miss Hayes." Sarah knelt before my brother and he spread his legs, glancing at the camera for once, trying to make sure that she was in shot. He then proceeded to 'teach'her to stroke his cock.

After a couple of minutes, he told her that she had brought him to a point where she needed to be sure to finish the job and that that was what her mouth was for. Sarah looked at him innocently and he instructed her on how she was to take his penis into her mouth and work it up and down, sucking on it and licking it with her tongue until he was finished.

"When will I know you're finished?" Sarah asked and I laughed out loud.

"Oh you will know Miss Sarah, I'll shoot cum into your mouth. When you've swallowed it all and cleaned me up, you'll be done." Sarah nodded and lowered her mouth over my brother's cock.

I watched, mesmerised as my best friend's mouth descended over and over again down over the length of my brother's cock. When he came, Sarah plunged her mouth down over it and sucked and swallowed until he stopped pulsing.

"Very good Miss sarah ," he said afterwards. "Now, that takes care of the panty violation. I think next week you'll have to come back so we can deal with that indecent skirt. But I'll have to confiscate these," he added, holding up her thong. Until then, to remind you that you have violated this rule, you'll wear no panties to school. Is that clear?"

"Yes Sir," she answered. I heard a knock on my door and nearly freaked out. I finally found the stop button on the remote and stood up to answer it. I was stunned when I did stand to realise that my panties were soaked!

"You in there Pikki ?" I heard my brother say.

"Yeah, hang on,' I said and went to find out what he wanted.

"Dinner's ready," he said as I opened the door to face him. "Are you alright? You look flushed," he said.

"Yeah, I'm fine I said, blushing. Tell Mum I'll be there in a sec.

Later that night, when I thought that everyone was asleep, I decided to watch some more of the video, now very curious as to how far it went.

As it played, it became apparent that Akhil and Sarah were now pretending that a week had passed. She had arranged her clothing again.

"Come in Miss Sarah," my brother said, sitting on the chair in the room. The door opened andsarah came in, closing the door behind her.

"Lift your skirt for me Miss, I need to ensure you met the conditions of our last appointment."

Sarah lifted her skirt and revealed that she wasn't wearing any panties. I found myself staring intently at the sight of my best friend's pussy. She had a thin strip of cropped red pubic hair on her mound that led to her slit, which appeared devoid of hair.

"Very good Miss Mattoo , maybe you can learn to follow instructions and rules after all. Now, I think its time for the punishment for your skirt violation. I don't think you girls quite understand the effect it has on a man when you prance around looking so slutty, so I am going to show you. Come and kneel before me Miss Sarah and suck on my cock like last week."

With this he dropped his pants to reveal his erect cock again and sarah knelt on the floor in front of him before taking it in his mouth and sucking up and down on it.

I was unashamedly horny by now and found my fingers stroking my pussy through my panties as I watched her suck my brother's cock.

"Very good Miss , now to show you what happens when young girls over excite boys. Stand up and put your hands on the back of the chair. Sarah stood up and did as she was told and Akhilmoved in behind her, his erection pointing skywards. He lifted her skirt and turned her so that her butt was facing the camera. I loved the view of her pussy peeking from between her tight buttocks.Akhil obviously did too because he moved the camera so that it had nice close up.

Akhil used his fingers to start touching Sarah, telling her the whole time that when girls put themselves on display, they had to expect that people would want to see, touch and try the merchandise. Then he told her she was going to find out what that meant as he pushed a finger into her wet hole.

"Oh Sir," Sarah moaned as his finger slid back and forth in her pussy.

"Now Miss Sarah Mattoo, they tell me this hurts a bit the first time, but you can consider that the punishment for dress code violation." He stood behind her and pushed the head of his cock against her slick pussy lips. I could see Sarah shift her feet to spread her legs wider and she called out in mock surprise as my sibling slid is cock home within her pussy.

He jostled their position until the view clearly showed his cock sliding into her pussy, back and forth, her juices shimmering in the room's light on his shaft. I pulled the crotch of my panties aside and slid my finger over my own slit, running it through the moisture then pushing it inside my pussy.

He continued to fuck my frien and soon I was jamming two fingers as far as I could inside myself, wondering what it would feel like if it was a cock. I only stopped to occasionally rub my erect clitoris.

"Time to finish me off," Akhil said and Sarah stood up, his cock slipping from her. She knelt before my brother and took his cock in her mouth. I watched, stunned as her lips travelled down his shaft, taking up her own juices from his cock as she went.

Akhil came and sarah swallowed his load. Before she stood up, Akhil made her show him that her mouth was empty.

"Good girl, ," he said smiling. "There's just one more thing that we have to take care of. Stand up please." Sarah stood before my brother.

"I need to check that you're meeting the rest of the underwear code ," He told her. "Please undo your dress and show me what bra you're wearing today.

Sarah reached up and pulled on the zip that ran down the front of the short tunic-dress that she was wearing. She pulled it apart and off of her shoulders, revealing a plain white cotton bra.

"Ahh, very good , it appears that in this aspect at least, you comply, but I just need to check that that is actually cotton."Akhil reached out a hand and caressed her breast. I could see her nipples erect against the fabric and rubbed my clit as I watched his hand working back and forth across the material. I could see her nipples in my mind from the times we'd changed and for the first time in my life, wondered what her breasts would feel like in my hand. With a muffled whimper, I came, surprising myself.

The tape ended and I rewound it and climbed into bed and attempted to sleep. I tossed and turned for ages trying to come to terms with the fact that I had been so turned on by the sight not only of my brother, but of my best friend as well.

"Um, Pikki, do you happen to have that performance tape I made for you?" Sarah asked me a couple of days later.

"Oh yes!" I said, blushing.

"Um, have you watched it?" she was blushing too now, her face a beacon of red to match her hair.

"Um, yes, I have ... Miss Mattoo," I added, trying to match the colour in her face with my own.

"Oh god," she mumbled, her head dropping, eyes avoiding mine.

"Its ok," I said.

"How much of it did you watch?"

"Um all of it."

"What? Really? Shit." I could see that she was really struggling with this and I wanted to try and reach out and offer something.

"It was hot," I said, surprising myself with the admission.

"Huh?"

"It was hot," I repeated.

"Really?"

"Yes," I said, inwardly laughing at the lack of progress this conversation was making.

"God, I am so embarrassed."

"Well, its ok. I'll get you the tape though," I said. I ran upstairs to my bedroom and retrieved the tape, returning to give it to her in the lounge room.

"Ready to practice?" I asked her.

"Um, sure," she said, clearly distracted. It was something of a disaster. She clearly wasn't over the revelation that I had watched a tape of her having sex with my brother and I wasn't much better because I found myself continually distracted by thoughts about what her breasts must feel like.

Eventually we called it quits andshe went off home. I went upstairs, half wishing that I hadn't given the tape back so that I could watch it again. I turned on some music and with nothing else to do, started cleaning my room. As I stuffed some stuff back in my wardrobe, I noticed the box on top. There was a heap of clothes in there that I was supposed to throw out.

I took the box down and decided to go through it. About half way through, I grinned. There it was, my old school dress. I lifted it up and held it against me in front of the mirror. Then, giggling to myself, stripped out of my clothes and slipped it over my head. It was a little tighter around the hips than I remembered, but it still fit well.

Standing before the mirror, I experimented with the length of the hem, wondering how far up it would have to go to be a good slutty length. I wondered what Ed would think of me in this then told myself not to be so dirty. He was my brother!

Just then the door opened. I saw in the mirror that it was Akhil. I instantly went bright red. I don't think he noticed, but his jaw nearly hit the floor.

Akhil, you're supposed to knock!" I said indignantly, turning to face him.

"I did, you didn't answer, I could hear the music though, so I thought you had to be in here. What are you wearing that for?" he finished with.

"Oh, I just found a box of my old stuff and when I got to this I wondered if it still fitted me," I said. I couldn't help myself and glanced at his crotch, where I noted there was a rising happening.

I could feel him undressing me with his eyes and when he finally stopped surveying my body, he was flushed red as his eyes met mine and realised that he'd been busted.

"So do I get the extra 10% now?" I asked him daringly.

"What?"

"Remember when you said you'd give Sarah and me 90%? I wondered given the way that you're looking at me whether you'd give me the last 10% now?" He laughed nervously and quietly said that he would.

"What did you want anyway?" I asked him.

"Oh I was wondering if you'd bought the new Artic Monkeys CD. I was thinking about getting it, but if you already have I won't bother."

"Not yet," I told him.

"Ok, cool, I'm gonna go get it now then." He turned and left the room. I slipped out of the school dress and lay on my bed, daydreaming dangerous dreams of being bent over my brother's knee and having my bottom smacked ... and more.

The next day after uni, before anyone else was home, I took my school dress downstairs and raised the hem. When I tried it on again, it barely made my thigh and I only had to bend forward ever so slightly to expose the white cotton panties that I was wearing. I packed away the sewing stuff and grabbed the other clothes that I was wearing to head back upstairs.

I was half way up the stairs when I heard an exclamation from the bottom of them.

"Holy shit!'

I turned in shock to see Akhil standing at the bottom of the stairs. He must have come in whilst I was packing away the sewing machine. I was going to have to get a lot better at listening I decided.

"Um hi Akki ," I said, blushing once again. It was starting to become a permanent fixture on my face, that blush. I received no response and realised that Ed was staring straight up my now very short skirt at my panty-clad butt.

"Wh ... what are you wearing?" he asked.

"My old school dress, stupid, you saw it just yesterday, remember?"

"It didn't look like that though," he said, tearing his eyes from my arse and meeting my gaze. He started to follow me up the stairs and I moved off the top of the landing towards my room.

"Yeah, well I decided to adjust it," I said.

"Why?"

"For fun," I said, not giving him any solid reason.

"Well you'd better not go out in public like that, Mum and Dad would have a fit!"

"What are they going to do, slap me with a dress code violation? I asked cheekily He nearly fell off the top step when I said that. I could see that he was on the verge of asking why I had used that term. I headed him off to keep him guessing. "Ha, who says I'd tell them," I laughed. "Anyway, I haven't come up with an occasion to wear it yet."

"Well I for one can't imagine one where you could wear it," he said. I glanced down at his crotch and could see that his cock was fully erect now as he stood staring at me. I felt something fall from my grasp and saw my shorts on the ground at my feet. Deliberately, I faced away from him and bent over to pick them up, not bending my knees, knowing that he was now getting a complete view of my bum. Then I quickly skipped into my room, not believing that I had just done what I had to my brother!

I found myself wishing that I still had the video in my room as I lay in bed, with my fingers caressing my slit, sliding in the slick wetness that my performance had resulted in. I was torn between guilt for having images of my bother's cock in my mind and desire to see it again. I wondered what he was up to.

I wondered for quite some time and started to think of ways in which I might be able to find out. The most obvious that I could think of was the bathroom that was between our two rooms. I knew that AKHIL never locked the door on his side. I guess he never suspected that I might be the one to try and spy on him. Of course, either that or he simply didn't care.

I crept out of bed and moved into the bathroom. The door to his room was closed. Damn. I stood staring at it and wondering. There was no key hole, but for the first time ever, I noticed that there was a gap under the door that must have been about 20mm high. Certainly higher than the one on my side which was only about 10mm. I got down on my hands and knees and tried to peer under. All I could see though, was the carpeted floor of his room. I retuned to my own room, stumped and went to sleep.

I was talking to Sarah a day or so after that and almost told her about the fact that I had tried to peer under my brother's door to see what he was up to, but the fact that he was now also her boyfriend complicated things and I opted not to pursue that line of conversation. We were due to practice an aerobics routine and agreed to do it at my place.

The practice went well and afterwards, we went to the bathroom between my bedroom and my brothers, as we had always done. This time though, I told her that she could have the first shower. She stripped off and I found myself checking her out. And for the first time in my memory, I was getting wet from doing it. Suddenly I wasn't thinking in terms of what size her breasts were or why people might find her attractive; I was simply looking and finding her attractive to me. I wanted to reach out and feel her breasts and see how they felt, being so much larger than mine. I even had a thought that I would like to run a finger along her pussy lips and feel her shudder as I did when I ran my fingers over my own pussy. I started to feel very uncomfortable about the fact that I was desiring my friend and indiscriminately perving on her.

"Hey, I said are you going to have one or not?" sarah said, startling me out of my lustful reverie.

"Um, yeah, of course," I replied, feeling the heat rise in my face as I blushed.

"Then hand me my towel," she said, opening the door to the shower. I grabbed her towel from the rack and held it out, moving closer, my eyes glued to her large firm breasts. She took the towel from me and said, "You should probably get naked before you do that."

I stopped quickly. I had been so taken in by the sight of her body that I had nearly stepped into the shower in my clothes. "Um yeah, that's probably a good idea," I said, giggling nervously and peeling my clothes off quickly. I looked back as I stepped into the shower and Sarah was watching me. We both blushed.

Sarah stayed in the bathroom, waiting and when I was ready to get out, offered me a towel. She was staring at my little breasts just as I had done to her when she got out.

'You have such gorgeous little tits," she said, much to my surprise.

"Are you kidding? They're tiny," I lamented.

"They're lovely," she affirmed, "At least you can get away without wearing a bra and stuff."

"God I wish I had tits like yours," I told her. "I think I'd play with them for hours."

"Well, I guess they all have their moments. Akhilsure seems to like mine at least," she giggled. I laughed.

"Well, there aren't any boys lining up to play with these little things," I said, pulling on my nipples and bouncing my tiny breasts a little.

"Oh wow, that looks so hot," she said to me as I did it. I didn't quite know what to say to that. Suddenly she was reaching out her hand towards my breast. I had let my hands fall to my sides and before I even knew it had happened, she had each of my breasts covered with her hands. I felt her squeeze them gently moving her hands in circular motions as she moved the flesh of my breast over my ribcage beneath.

Our eyes met as we both glanced up from where she was touching me. Her hands quickly withdrew and she stepped back. "I'm sorry Pikki!" she exclaimed. "I just, I just suddenly wanted to feel your tight nipples against my hand, I'm so sorry." She looked upset and I wasn't sure how to react. But I did know that I hadn't hated it and didn't want her hating her self for having touched me.

"Its ok , I didn't mind," I said.

She looked like an animal about to flee and turned back to face me slowly, "Really? You didn't mind?"

"No ... it was ... nice," I said, understating the fact that her touch had set me on fire, stirring a new desire between my legs, one that I didn't know if I was ready for or not.

"Oh," she said.

"Um, can I ... er ... see what your's feel like?" I asked her as we both stood nervously in the bathroom. Sarah looked at me, obviously considering my request. It had caught her by surprise, but I thought that she actually looked like she was trying not to sound too keen on the idea...

"Ok," she said quietly. She stood facing me, her hands at her sides and I stepped closer to her, my eyes unable to tear themselves from the sight of her large mammaries. My hands seemed to rise of their own volition and I saw them close over the curves of her breasts, a nipple from each in each palm.

They were so big! Much bigger than the small amount of flesh that my hands could contain. And they felt so firm too. I squeezed them, I moved my hands under them and felt their weight, marvelling at them.

"Oh god," I moaned as I continued to play with them.

"It feels so good," she whispered to me. I felt her hands move. One was now resting on my hip, the other exploring one of my own breasts. I could feel my nipple stabbing into her palm, rock hard. Sarah 's weren't hard like mine and I moved to pull on it with my fingers, exploring, teasing.

I looked up and discovered she was watching my face. She licked her lips. The sight of her tongue on those lips ... wow! Then she had her hands around my back and was pulling me towards her. Our breasts were almost touching. I dropped my hands from her's and she pulled me closer so that her large tits did thrust against my tiny ones. It was wonderful to feel their fullness against me.

Her face was closing on mine and as she parted her mouth slightly, I suddenly realised that she was going to kiss me! The realisation was like sending a bolt of lightning shooting through my body and I realised that I wanted her to!

Our lips met. It was so soft. Such tender skin, moist, her tongue flicked out against the end of mine and then quickly withdrew. Then she pushed it back into my mouth and I let instinct take over, kissing her deeply in return.

We parted just as Akhil called out from downstairs, asking if we were there. Guiltily we stepped apart and started to pull on our clothes, neither speaking, but both of us watching.

A few minutes later, we were in my room.Akhil came in having been told we were decent and he came over and kissed Sarah. I wondered what he would think if he new his own sister's lips had been there moments before.

The next day we were sitting nervously together, neither of us game enough to mention what had transpired between us. I kept glancing at sarah 's tits and I know she kept checking me out as well.

"Um, Pikki, about yesterday," sarah finally ventured. I felt my heart skip a beat, my stomach rising to my throat. I just knew that she was going to tell me that it was a mistake but I also knew that I didn't want to hear it.

"Um, yeah?" I asked, thinking that my face probably showed my dejection.

"Did you like it?" she said and I studied her face. There was apprehension there. Not disgust. It actually looked like she wasn't sure what I would say but wanted me to say yes.

My body was reacting as my mind tried to catch up.

"Um, yeah, I did," I answered nervously. A smile twitched across her features.

"So did I," She said, blushing furiously. I grinned at her. "I want to kiss you again, do you want to kiss me again as well?" My eyes flicked to her lips where she was subconsciously biting her lip. It looked so smooth and moist.

"Yes," I said. She leaned towards me and I met her halfway, our lips meshing together. My pussy was leaking its juices into my panties now as our tongues danced together and wove about each other.

We must have kissed for ten minutes before we finally broke apart.

"Wow,"Sarah said.

"Oh yeah," I muttered in reply, grinning at her.

She traced a finger across my lips and I sucked at it. "Pikki, can I see your titties again?" sarah asked me.

"Um, sure," I said and pulled my t-shirt over my head. I wasn't wearing a bra. She just sat looking at them for a while, but then, when I was starting to feel a bit silly, sitting there before my friend whilst she checked out my breasts, she reached out and touched them, her fingers playing with my tight nipples.

"Have you ever had your nipples sucked?" She asked me.

"You know I haven't," I replied, moaning as she pushed her palms firmly against me.

"I love having mine sucked," She told me, caressing herself briefly."

"I can't believe how long yours get," I said.

"Really?"

"Oh yes, they get much longer than mine," I told her. Sarah pulled her top over her head and I admired the way her breasts sat within her bra, which was a black lacy affair. She wasted no time though and reached behind her to undo the clasp. As she reached behind herself, her breasts were thrust out in front and I dearly wanted to reach out and grab them, but held off, knowing that in only moments I would get to hold them free of their constraints.

Her nipples weren't erect when she'd removed her bra and she took them in her finger tips and started pulling on them. It was such a turn on watching her as she twisted and pulled them. I mimicked her and did the same to my own nipples. Sarah grinned at me.

"Do you like pulling your nipples?" she asked me.

"Oh yes, it feels so good, I like to pull them just to the point where it hurts."

"I like to make it hurt a lot," She told me and pulled her nipples hard enough that the weight of her breasts was supported by them. She released them and looked down at her nipples, then down at mine as I released them. "Wow they do stick out a lot, don't they?" she said, grinning.

I reached out and took her left nipple between my thumb and forefinger and gave it a tweak. Sarah encouraged me and I took the other pulling it hard.

"Harder ," she told me. I pulled until I thought that there was a chance that I might pull it off of her breast and then released it.Sarah sighed.

"Do you want to know what its like to have your nipple sucked?" she asked me. A thrill shot through my body.

"Really? You want to suck on my nipple?" I asked, amazed.

"Yes, I want to suck on your lovely little titty, I want to know what its like to have another girl's tit in my mouth," she answered.

"Um, ok then," I said, excited, but still a little apprehensive. I watched as her mouth closed over my nipple and then sighed as I felt her tongue swirl around my erect little nub. Her teeth caught it and pulled and I yelped as a short sharp pain ripped through my breast. She just sucked and sucked and I moaned, feeling my body's continued reaction to this experimentation.

"It feel's so gooooooooood?.," I told her and she stopped and latched her mouth onto my other breast, giving it a taste of what the other had experienced. She stopped after awhile and said to me, "Try it on me, suck my tits for me Pikki."

I eyed off her large, perfect breasts. I reached out with my hands and caressed their firmness. Sarah lay back and I had to move over the top of her to get to her nipple. My mouth closed over the stiff tip of her breast and I sucked it deep into my mouth, sucking long and hard.

"Bite it Pikki, bite my nipple," Sarah instructed me and I captured the long peak of her pleasure between my teeth. I tentatively pulled and she said, "harder." I tightened my bite a little at a time and pulled and Sarah moaned and moaned. Her hands were on the back of my head and shoulders, touching me, loving me as I worked my mouth on her breast.

I moved to the second breast and treated it like I had the first. I was sucking and pulling on the nipple when she bucked beneath me and squealed. I quickly released her, thinking that I had hurt her.

"I'm sorry ," I said.

"Oh shit, don't be sorry, I came!" she exclaimed.

"Really? From having your tit sucked, is that possible?"

"I hadn't thought about it, but God, I can tell you that it is!" she said, smiling at me.

"God I wish I could cum like that," I said.

"The other thing that always works for me is when Akhil eats my pussy. Especially if he's spanked me first," Sarah told me. I watched, seeing a look of lust on her face as she thought about it.

"Um so what about Akhil?" I asked her. "Like, what do we do, are we girlfriends or something now?"

"God I don't know, I hadn't thought that far," Sarah said. "I mean, you're definitely my friend and I love getting to do this with you ... but I really like Akhiltoo, I don't want to have to give him up ..."

"God, what a mess," I said to her.

"I'm sorry Pikki."

"Don't be sorry, I don't regret this, I just wish there was a way around it."

"Well if Akhil doesn't know, I'm happy to keep having fun with you, can we do that?" She asked, clearly torn between wanting to have fun with me and her existing relationship with my brother.

"We'll have to see," I said. I dearly wanted to do more, but the mood had been spoiled and I put my top back on. Sarah did the same, lamenting the fact that I hadn't even had an orgasm.

"I'll live," I said, "Besides I don't know how you could give me one anyway."

"Well, I could use my fingers," she said and then, after hesitating, "or I could lick you likeAkhil does to me." I was stunned. As much as I had come to terms quickly with kissing sarah and even sucking on her breasts and she mine, there was something about the thought of her tongue on my pussy that was way beyond where I had considered going. There was something about the penetrative aspect of it that said to me that it would be a completely different level of intimacy. I just looked at her, wondering whether I could even allow her to do it.

"Pikki?" she asked.

"Um, never mind, look I have to get going, " I said, standing up. "I'll catch you later, ok?"

"Sure ," she said, clearly disappointed. She walked me to the door and just as I was about to open it caught my hand in hers, turning me. Just that simple touch and act sent thrills through me. She pulled me closer and I didn't resist, even when she kissed me again. It felt too good to say no.

As I was released and about to step out of the door, she said to me, "I hope you're panties are as wet as mine."

That night back at home, I lay in my bed, fingering my pussy furiously, driving myself towards orgasm, my mind on the feel of Sarah 's breasts and nipples. It wasn't long until I was spasming in my bed, my overdue orgasm ripping through my body. I wondered what it would be like to surrender enough control for someone else to do that to me.

Thinking of Sarah led me to thinking about Akhil. I wondered about the fact that my brother's girlfriend was now becoming my lustful obsession and what it would mean for his fucking her.

I decided to talk to Akhil and try and work out how serious he was about Diane and what his intentions were. I went through the bathroom between our rooms and stopped in shock as I passed through the doorway. Akhil was sitting on the edge of his bed, his cock in hand, pumping it. I turned to see what he was looking at and it was the TV in his room. He was watching a porno ... two blonde girls were busy kissing each other, naked, their hands roving over each other's breasts.

"Fuck Pikki!" he said as I burst into the room. He scrambled for the remote to kill the TV and tried to cover his erection at the same time. I couldn't help myself, I laughed at him.

"Haven't you ever heard of knocking? Christ, even Mum knocks you know! And why the hell are you laughing at me, I'm serious!"

"I'm sorry Akhil, I know you are, but you should have seen the look on your face and then the way you scrabbled about, it was hilarious."

"Well what do you want?" he said, his quilt now clutched over his erection.

"I just wanted to chat to you about Friend ... but I think I might wait until another time. Though I have to say, I'm surprised that you're watching this given that you have a girlfriend."

"Well what would you know about it Pikki? I doubt you even know what a sexual urge is," he said spitefully.

I was hurt by what he said and it must have shown on my face because he started apologizing almost immediately.

"Fuck you Akhil! But for your information, just because the guys at school are all fuckwits who only want big tits, doesn't mean I'm not interested. Anyway, I just came ten minutes ago for your information, so fuck yourself, maybe I'll tell Sarah about you watching porn because you think she's not satisfying enough!" I stormed out of the room, locking the bathroom door before heading to my bed and burying myself under the quilt, tears streaming from my eyes and sobs wracking my body.

I heard the door to my room open about 15 minutes later as I still lay sobbing, hidden under my quilt.

"Pikki, are you ok? I want to talk to you, I want to say sorry," I heard him say from within the confines of my room.

"Go away , I'm not interested in your apology."

"Pik, please, I know I was an arse, I need to talk to you."

There was something in his voice that gave me pause. He actually sounded genuine. This wasn't the please don't get me in trouble kind of voice he used to use when we were younger. He actually seemed to truly mean this.

I ducked my head out from under the cover and surveyed his face.

"Pikki, I am so sorry," he started. "I was a prick and insensitive. Obviously I've hurt you more than I ever thought. I was just angry because I was caught in such a horrible spot and lashed out at you. I know it won't be easy, but I hope that you can at some point, forgive me. I'll leave you alone now ... thanks for at least listening to me ..." he started to leave the room.

"Akhil, wait," I said, a little hoarsely. "I was a bitch too, but you did hurt me. I can forgive you ... if you never say anything like that again. And I appreciate you coming to talk to me so soon, I know it would have been easy just to be cross and not talk to me. Thank you."

He turned to leave the room, but paused in the doorway. "Um, what about Sarah did you want to talk to me about ?"

"Um, well, I think it can wait," I said.

"Oh, ok," he replied. And he was obviously disappointed.

"Oh brother, I'll tell you." Akhilpaused in the act of leaving and came back over to my bed. As I glanced up I couldn't help but let my gaze pause on his crotch. He was still semi-erect and despite the fact that he'd just pissed me off so badly, it still brought to mind the sight of his erection enclosed in his fist as he wanked himself.

I looked into his eyes and told him, "Akhil, Sarah is my best friend and although there's been no trouble since you've been dating her, I just worry that if you break up, that its going to put a strain on my relationship with her. I know it's selfish, but it was just the way I was feeling and when I saw you wanking to that tape, I just wondered, how solid your commitment is."

"Well, I guess I can understand your point of view. I can't promise anything with regards to sarah Pik, I really like her. I wouldn't say its love at this point, but then, I don't know if I'd know what love is yet anyway. I can only say that thus far, I've no intention of cheating on her or anything.

And I know that you might think that me looking at porn is cheating, but guys are like that. Just because we appreciate the look of another chick, doesn't mean we feel any less for the one that we're with. Its just stimulus when I get horny and need to release some pressure when Sarah is not around.

I mean didn't you just tell me that you'd done it yourself?" he added and I could see thoughts were streaming through his mind as it came back to him. "And if that was true, what were you thinking of?"

I know I blushed ferociously at that point and couldn't meet his gaze. When I looked away, I spied his crotch, his cock was getting bigger, pressing against the restraint of his pants!

"C'mon Pikki, you can tell me, what were you thinking of when you masturbated?"

"Geez Akki , I don't have to tell you that!" God It was only a minute ago that he'd been apologising for what he'd said to me and now he was pushing for that sort of info?

"I know you don't have to, but let's just say curiosity has the better of me. I'm not aware of you crushing on any boys ... was it a celebrity?"

"Akkiiiii!" I said and then added, "who said it was a bloke anyway?" The instant I said it I knew I shouldn't have. I'd wanted to shock him though and before I'd thought too far it was out of my mouth! The look on his face told me that I had at least succeeded in that.

"Holy crap, was it a chick? Are you bi or les or something?" he asked. I could tell that his cock was rock-solid in his pants now and he had to adjust his seating position on the side of my bed to get more comfortable.

I didn't respond, but the blush that renewed itself across my face must have told him that he'd managed to hit close to the mark.

"Tell me Pikki, have you ever kissed another girl?" he asked eagerly.

'I'm not telling," I replied, sure that he knew that I couldn't hide anything from him.

"Oh come on ," he said, pleading.

"I tell you what," I said, hardly believing what I was about to let escape my lips, "I'll tell you if I can watch you masturbate until you cum to that video."

"Are you serious?" he asked, clearly shocked.

I thought a bit, scarcely believing that I was letting things take this turn, before saying "Actually, I am." I saw his gaze travel over my face, down towards my body where I was hidden beneath my doona.

"You seriously want to see me cum?"

"Seriously. Are you man enough?" That was it, a challenge to his man hood. I saw a look flick across his face.

"Of course I am, come into my room." I followedhim into his room and he grabbed the tape from where he'd obviously stashed it under his bed. He put it in the video then sat down on his bed. I positioned myself so that I could see both the tape and his crotch and Akhil removed his pants. He was fully erect when he pressed play.

For the first couple of minutes he was clearly nervous about having his sister watching him. I was just excited. This was the first time that I'd seen a stiff cock this close and curiosity was driving away any thought that I was watching my brother. But I found the video equally distracting. The two blondes were continuing to lick each other, currently in a 69 and the sight of their tongues working in and out of each other's pussy lips and flicking back and forth over their clits was enchanting me. My panties were already sodden.

Akhil's gaze kept travelling from the TV to me, I guess trying to gauge if I was getting excited or something.

"Tell me Pikki, have you kissed a girl?" he asked a little breathlessly.

"Yes," I said, blushing. I noted that he stroked his cock faster at this admission.

"Anyone I know?" he said, his eyes alight with possibilities.

"Yes."

"Oh fuck, will you tell me?"

"No."

"Fair enough," he said. "What else have you done? Have you done that?" he asked, nodding at the screen where one of the girls was licking the other's pussy."

"No I haven't."

"Are you going to?"

"I don't know yet." I watched him working his cock, noting that there was some fluid nestled in the crack of the eye of his cock. "Is that cum?" I asked him. I saw him repress a giggle.

"No, its pre-cum," he told me.

"How hard is your cock bro?" I asked him as I wondered aloud.

"As hard as it gets," he told me, his hand sliding back down towards his balls following his upstroke.

"What does it feel like?" I asked him.

"I dunno, like a cock," he laughed.

"Can I touch it and see?"

"Oh god, you want to touch my cock now?" he asked, amazed.

"Well I've never touched one, can you just let me at least know what its like?" I asked.

"Um, alright then, I guess. Just this once ... for your education," he told me. I moved closer and knelt on the floor before him. I reached my hand out and grabbed his cock now that he'd let go in anticipation. I was very gentle, just holding it, amazed at how hard and stiff it felt. Akhil just sat there watching. I experimented a little, moving my hand up and down, trying to let the skin slip through my palm, but it didn't.

"Like this,"Akhil said and I found his hand wrapped around mind. I felt the skin move over the rigid shaft. It was warm and unlike anything I'd felt before. He let go and I kept pumping up and down, my eyes glued to the sight of his cock, checking out the veins running up and down its length, the smooth shape of the helmet topping it, the way a little drop of pre-cum kept forming in the little slit at the top.

"Oh fuck, " he said and lay upon his bed. I moved my hand faster. Ed was watching as my hand moved up and down his cock like a piston.

"I'm going to cum Sis " he announced and I just kept going. I felt his cock pulse as a spurt of warm white cum erupted from the tip of his cock, into the air. It landed on my hand and his cock. I instinctively let go and it spurted again, this time leaving a trail of cum across his belly and up towards his chest. I just watched as it twitched and leaked some more.

When it stopped, Akhil lay there with a line of cum across his body and a pool of it in his belly button. He grinned at me. I froze, suddenly aware of what I had just done.

"Sis ," he started, "are you ok?"

"Um yeah, I just have to go," I said and quickly ran from his room.

I avoided Akhil for the next couple of days, though he tried very hard to get to talk to me. I didn't think that he wanted to do it again or anything, just that he wanted to talk because I was avoiding him. But I couldn't look him in the eye. I couldn't even look my parents in the eye, I just felt like I had this stamp on my forehead telling everyone I'd wanked my brother's cock!

But at night, as I lay in the dark with my eyes closed, I kept seeing images of cum exploding from his cock. I dreamt that instead of running from the room, I'd licked some of the cum off my hand and that Akhil had offered to give me an orgasm in return (though I woke up before he did). And when I did wake up, my panties were sopping wet. I was excited. But I was very confused as well.

Akhil finally managed to corner me though and I had no option but to talk to him about it.

"Are you ok Sis ?" he asked me.

"Yeah, I'm just a bit confused is all," I told him.

"How so?"

"Well, like what we did is wrong, yeah?" I started. I waited for affirmation from him, but he just waited for me to continue. "And I feel bad about having done it, but then the other night I dreamt that you offered to make me cum and I woke up with wet panties. I think its wrong, but I can't stop thinking about it."

"I can't either," he told me.

"And what do you think about when you think of it?" I asked him.

"Um actually, I keep thinking how hot it was to have my sister's hand on my cock and wishing that I'd gotten to see or make you cum," he blurted out in a rush, apparently afraid of my reaction.

"Really?" I asked.

"Hell yes. Look Pikki i, I'm not going to force you to do anything ok? 'Cause that would definitely wrong. But I am going to leave you to think about it. And I tell you what, if you want to watch me again, I'll let you. If you want to touch me again, I'll let you. But you decide." He stood up at that point. "You're my sister Nik. I don't want to do anything to hurt you and if you never want this again, then that's fine, I'll find a way to live with that, but I am here if you need me." He leaned down and kissed me on the forehead, then left.

That night, everything that he had said played over and over in my mind and I kept coming back to the fact that he'd said that he wanted to see me cum. Or make me. I really wanted to have someone else make me cum. I fingered myself as I thought on it, wondering about surrendering myself to someone.

Two people had offered now, Sarah and Akhil. And they were seeing each other. One my brother, the other my friend ... whom I'd kissed.

Talk about mixed up.

As I slept I dreamt. And in my dream, I dreamed that I was wearing my abbreviated school uniform. I was bent over my brothe`s knee and he was spanking me, telling me something about teaching girls not to fight. I looked up and Sarah was standing in front of me, she too in her uniform. I felt a slap on my arse and realised that I had no panties on. Ed's fingers played very close to my pussy as he held my cheek after slapping it. I could feel his stiff cock trapped beneath me as I lay on him.

I was wet. Really wet. I looked at Sarah and her face was flushed and her hair tousled and pulled from the pigtails she'd tied it in.

My arse was slapped again and this time, Akhil`s fingers definitely touched my wet slit! I shuddered. Then he was moving me off of his lap.

"It is inappropriate for young girls of this school to be caught fighting and pulling hair!" he was saying. "So as your punishment you're going to do as I say until you are happy to walk out of here together. First, you are going to stand and face each other and hold hands."

I found myself standing in front of Sarah our hands clasped together. She looked really pissed, but I found the touch exhilarating. Then she poked her tongue out at me. I wasn't going to take that and returned the favour.

"Now ladies, that won't do, I can see that we need to engage you further. Since you seem to like each other's tongues so much, you can suck on them. First Miss Mattoo, you can suck hers then you can suck Miss Sharma's." I poked my tongue out and Sarahleaned forward, taking it in her mouth, sucking hard upon it. I loved it. She kept sucking until Akhil told her to stop and poke out her own tongue. She did so and I sucked it into my mouth. It wasn't long before the suck turned into a kiss andSarah and I were passionately engaging each other's mouths.

"Much better ladies, but I think you should play with each other's tits as well," the brother in my dream said to me.

"But she doesn't have any Sir," Sarah said. I was horrified.

"Miss Mattoo, that is a terrible thing to say!"Akhil declared. "Clearly you have not really understood what this is all about! Now, take your top and bra off please." I watched as Sarah freed her amazing breasts. I wanted to suck on them.

"Now, bend over the chair." She did so and her breasts hung from her chest towards the floor, her lovely pointed nipples erect with excitement. "I think you should now let Miss Sharma know how much she hurt you with her comment," Akhilsaid to me. I started to tell her but he stopped me.

"Not like that, like this," he said and reached out to her nipple, grabbed it with his thumb and forefinger and tugged. Sarah squealed in response. Then Akhilmoved aside and indicated that I should do it. I reached out and caressed Sarah's breast ...and then tugged with all my might on her nipple ... and woke up.

The following day I was sitting with Diane having lunch at Uni. I'd avoided her a bit after wanking Ed. I wasn't sure quite how to deal with the fact that first I'd kissed her, then wanked my brother and with the two of them seeing each other the whole time!

"I had a really bizarre dream last night," I told hereventually. I couldn't get it out of my mind and finally decided that at least as a dream I could feign that I had no interest in it if she was reacting strangely.

I relayed to her the tale and she sat staring at me, lust scrawled across her face.

"Man, that's hot, wish I had dreams like that," she told me.

"What that you're brother was spanking you and touching your pussy?" I laughed nervously.

"Well, I dunno, maybe just the over all thing, maybe just about seeing you spanked in a school uniform ... do you still have yours?" she asked me tentatively.

"I do actually," I told her.

"Hmm, maybe one day we should try and act out some of that dream then," she said, her hand sliding along my thigh.

"I'll wear mine if you wear yours," I said, blushing.Sarah leaned over and kissed me. It surprised me, because we were in public, but I didn't pull away. I wanted it.

"Can you get home and back to my place after your next lecture?" she asked me.

"Mhmm," I said, conscious of the moisture in my panties.

"Then I'll see you then."

That afternoon, I knocked on the door to Sarah's house. She answered, already wearing her school uniform. She grabbed me by the hand and pulled me into the room, giggling and telling me to go upstairs and get changed. I had just settled my tunic dress on my hips when she pushed into her room where I was changing.

"Oh fuck Pi , you look so hot!" she said, coming over to me.

"So do you Sara " Her hands reached out and ran across my breasts and down over my hips as she pulled me closer so that she could kiss me. I felt her large breasts crushed against me and returned the passion of the kiss. Her hands slid over my butt and then up under the short hem of my dress to feel it through my panties. I moaned into her mouth and copied her, getting my hands under her skirt.

"I want to give you an orgasm Pikki," Sarahstated several minutes later when we finally broke from kissing and feeling each other. Our dresses were partially undone and in disarray as our hands had sought to continue the exploration of each other's bodies. "Are you ready for me to try that?"

I just nodded in response. Sarah kissed me again and this time when her hand slid up under my dress they grabbed my panties and slid them back down my legs. I felt the cool air on my moist pussy and shivered in anticipation. She was pushing me back towards her bed and I sat upon it before she pushed me all the way into a horizontal position.

She had pushed my skirt up over my hips so that my neatly trimmed pussy was exposed to her. She hesitated and then ran a finger through my hair and down across my pussy. It was the first time anyone had ever touched me there and I shuddered. I felt her finger probe gently between my lips, just teasing me, surely only entering to the first knuckle.

"I hope I do this right," she said to me, grinning. Then she used both hands to spread my pussy lips apart and ran her tongue through the moisture that had accumulated at my entrance and up over my clit. She circled around it.

"Oh my GOD!" I said as she made contact and began working it. I'd never felt anything so pleasurable in my life. It surpassed anything I could ever do to myself. She stopped and grinned at me and then resumed her attack on my clit. I lay my head back and whimpered and squirmed as slowly but surely she worked me closer and closer towards my orgasm with her tongue.

And then I erupted! And I mean erupted. A stream of cum squirted from my pussy., spraying all over her face. She leapt back in surprise and a second gush erupted from my pussy lips.

"Holy shit Nikki!" she exclaimed, her face and neck glistening with the results of my orgasm.

"Oh fuck that was good," I said to her.

"Does that always happen when you cum?" sarah asked me.

"No, that's actually the first time, but it was also the first time that I wasn't the one making myself cum too," I told her. "Don't you do that?"

"No, its never happened to me," she said. "Of course, I've never had a girl make me cum, only guys."

"So do you think we should find out?" I asked her, feeling adventurous.

"You'll lick me?" sarah asked and I could see on her face that she dearly wanted me to say yes.

"Mhmm," I replied, grinning and blushing. She was almost instantly on her back on the bed. I slid her panties down her legs and then pushed her skirt up around her waist. She spread her legs, waiting for me. I lay down on my tummy between her legs and looked at her pussy. She had that cute little strip of red hair leading down to her lips, but they themselves were devoid of hair.

"You sure remove a lot of hair," I said to her as my eyes travelled over her pink, swollen labia, taking in the bead of moisture seeping from between them."

"Your brother wants me to shave that little bit off too, but I've resisted so far." Her mention ofAkhil made me wonder what he'd think if he could see us now, our school uniforms dishevelled as we experimented with each other. I didn't respond but did run a finger down between her lips.

I had no idea what to do and so simply did to Diane what she had done to me, running my tongue up to her clit whilst parting her lips with my fingers. Then I began to lick on her clitoris, around and around. Sarah moaned and squirmed on the bed and I took it as a sign that I was doing ok.

Her breaths started to come in a rapid staccato and then she arched her back, her body convulsing. I pulled back, expecting the same sort of mess that I'd made, but it didn't happen. As I watched her pussy warily, her lips twitched and convulsed with her orgasm, but there was no squirting to be seen.

"Fucking hell that was good Pikki,"Sarah said to me moments later. I crawled up next to her on the bed and we lay beside one another, touching gently until I realised that I needed to be heading off home.

Having shared an orgasm with Sarah , I found a new boldness and confidence and over the next couple of days, shared more orgasms with her. Each time she licked me to one, I came with a gushing torrent. When she fingered me though, it was a lot more subdued.

One night at home, I was thinking about it and wondering and took my new found boldness next door into Akhil's room. I knocked first.

"Hey Sis , what's up?"

"I want to check something, but I'm going to need your help."

"Ok, what does that mean exactly?" he asked warily.

"I want you to lick my pussy and give me an orgasm."

"What?"

"I want you to .."

"Sorry, I know what you said," he interrupted, "I just couldn't believe it. Are you serious?"

"Yep."

"Can I ask why?"

"Nope."

"Oh, well as I said when I discussed this with you before, I'm happy to do whatever you'll let me, so if you're sure, I'd be more than happy to."

"Good and after I'll give you another hand job if you like."

"Sounds good to me," he replied. "When do you want to do this?"

"Right now," I said, moving past him to lay on his bed. I pulled up the denim skirt I was wearing to reveal the fact that I had no panties on. I spread my legs, waiting for him.

"Geez sis , you're not wasting any time, what if Mum or Dad comes up?" he asked, his eyes glued to my pussy, taking in every detail.

"They've gone out to see a movie, I just came upstairs after they asked me to tell you they'd be back in a couple of hours."Akhil stood up and moved closer to me, I could see that he was already erect just from the discussion and seeing my pussy.

I watched him looking at my pussy as he moved between my legs. He reached out a finger and ran it down my slit. I shuddered at the contact and he looked me in the eye, concern on my face.

"Its ok," I said to him grinning.

"If you want me to stop at all, just say so," he told me. I assured him that I would. He was tracing his finger all over my pussy and then pushing it inside me. It felt great. Then he lowered his face and ran his tongue up my slit, flicking it up and down a few times. He pushed against my opening and slipped his tongue in my hole, then made his way up towards my clit.

I shuddered again when he made contact with my clit and then lay back and enjoyed the sensations. He was more aggressive with it than her girl friend had been and it felt a bit different, but still fucking great.

I could tell that I was approaching orgasm and focussed on the sensations. I came. And as had happened whenSarah licked me, I squirted a stream of cum from my pussy all over his face.Akhil was caught by surprise and like sarah, pulled back to get squirted again by the second gush. My legs and hips shook almost uncontrollably and I cried out with the intensity of it.

"Oh shit Sister, you squirted!" he yelled out, staring at me.

"I noticed," I laughed at him.

"Does that always happen, did you know that you'd spray me like this?" he asked, apparently a little miffed.

"Its only ever happened when I've been licked and I didn't know if it would happen with a guy or not," I told him, watching his face carefully.

"So I'm a guinea pig?" he asked. And then I saw it sink in. "Wait, you said you didn't know if it would happen with a guy and that it had only happened when you'd been licked ... holy fuck sisi, have you had a chick eat you out?"

I just nodded. "I think you awakened something in me when you let me wank you Brother, I've been getting quite adventurous lately."

"That is so hot! Man, what a turn on, my little sis getting her pussy eaten by a chick, I'd love to see that!"

"Ha, Fat chance," I laughed. "Now would you like me to make you cum?"

"Hell yes," he said, pulling his shorts down. Then he removed his t-shirt, which was wet with my cum. "Can you do something for me though?" he added as he stood before me naked.

"What?"

"Can you be naked when you do it?" I thought about it. Although I'd just had him licking my pussy, there was something about shedding all my clothes in front of my brother that I was nervous about. It was akin to removing any shield of privacy that may have remained between us. Then I glanced at his erection.

"Oh hell, why not." I pulled my t-shirt off over my head and removed my bra. Ed's eyes were fixed on my erect nipples and tiny breasts before surveying me as a total package.

"You know, maybe its because you're my sister that I've never noticed before, but you are a hell of a hottie Pikki ." I blushed and told him to lay down so that I could wank him. I took his cock in my hand and started moving it up and down as I had last time.

He was so hard. I split my gaze between watching his cock and watching him watch me. There was something electric about holding my brother's cock in my hand and working him into a frenzy. Pre-cum appeared on the tip and I smeared it over the head. As more appeared I worked it further down his cock until I found I was able to slide his cock within my fist. I only managed to do this a couple of times before Akhil grunted and came, sperm flying from his cock and landing on his body again.

"That was fun, thanks bro," I said to him and gave him a peck on the cheek before retreating to my room with my clothes, leaving him spent and stunned on the bed.

Then after 2 days

"Know what I did yesterday?" sarahasked me.

"What?"

"I put on my school uniform and went to see your brother. He spanked me and then as I was sucking on his cock afterwards, I told him that I'd had a dream that you were spanking my arse whilst I sucked him."

"You did what?!"

"He came in seconds! He so obviously loves the idea of two women together and your dream made me think of it. I didn't even think to tell him it was someone other than you."

"Oh God, I won't be able to face him!"

"No, we talked about it afterwards and he's cool, Pik, I swear. At first he was all like 'what, my sister was spanking you?' It was hard to pick whether he was disgusted of excited, but when I told him that you were wearing a school uniform too, I could tell it turned him on. After all, his cock started getting hard again."

I tried to stay indignant about it, but the reality was that Sarah had put an idea in front of my brother that had been turning me on no end, but that I'd had absolutely no idea about how to float. She'd done it for me. I was so horny thinking about getting to be with her in front of Akhil and seeing his face.

"Geez Sarah, what on earth made you tell him?" I said, considering the implications quietly.

"Honestly?" she asked and I was surprised about how nervous she was in answering.

"No, I want you to lie," I said sarcastically.

"Well honestly the idea of you and your brother touching me together ..." she paused and shuddered a little, "It just gets me so hot! I fingered myself for hours thinking about the dream that you told me about. And it gave me an idea, but I don't know how you're gonna react."

"Well you'd better tell me now," I said to her.

"Ok, well don't kill me if you don't like it or anything, just hear me out and if you don't, well then try and forget I ever mentioned it and I won't bring it up again."

"Ok," I said, now nervous myself."

"Well, its his birthday next week," I nodded, well aware of the fact, "And I was thinking that maybe for a present I could do a special aerobics performance for him ... in my school uniform. But then your dream gave me the idea that if you would go along with it, we could both do it in front of him because I reckon he'd get really fucking horny and then I could go and have my way with him."

I sat and thought about the proposal. It wasn't anywhere near as bad as I thought it might be and the idea actually turned me on. I'd seen his reaction to seeing me in a school dress and this would give me an excuse to use it for something other than having fun in with Sarah."

"Ok, I'll do it," I said.

"Really?"

"Mhmm,."

"Pikki , you are the best!" sarah exclaimed, hugging me and then kissing me passionately. "We'll need a new routine and have to practice, starting tonight."

"Okay," I said to her. We talked about a few ideas and agreed to meet at her house later. I made a mental note to take my uniform.

At Sarah1s house I changed into my uniform, as did she. We didn't need to practice in them of course, but neither of us even suggested that we shouldn't, we obviously both liked seeing each other in the old tunic style dresses. We carefully choreographed a routine that was aimed entirely at teasing Ed, incorporating some spanking and strategic touching. Once we had all the elements in place, we got down to the business of actually rehearsing it. By the end of the session, we were happy that we'd get it close enough for his birthday. It wasn't up to competition standard, but then that wasn't the point.

Diane joined me in the bathroom and now openly watched as I showered and offered to wash my back, which led to her touching me all over and of course me then touching her all over in return. We were going to go further, but time prevented us.

We spent the next week tweaking the performance (and a few other things besides) until 2 days before Akhil's birthday when he complained to me that all this aerobic practice was depriving of time with his girlfriend.

"Aww, poor brother," I teased him.

"Well shit Sisie , I didn't even think that you had a competition coming up and you're suddenly training as if the world champs were coming up or something."

"We've just got some stuff we need to work through bro , don't worry, we should have got all the bugs out and sorted and be back to normal next week."

"God by then my balls might burst though," he laughed.

"So that's all you're worried about is it?" I laughed.

"Well not really, but I do miss getting to have sex with my girlfriend you know."

"Just go watch some videos and wank yourself dummy," I said.

"Yes well that does relieve the pressure, but its not the same."

"Well lucky for me, its not my problem. Though I guess I could help a little if it would stop you sulking and nagging me about taking all your girlfriend's time."

"Oh if you can do that I'd be sure to stop harassing you," he said with a glint in his eye.

And so it was that later that night I found myself in his room watching porn with him, his stiff erection in my hand. The movie he'd put on was a mix of hetero and lesbian scenes. I watched with interest as the girls sucked on cocks and had them slipped inside their pussies, just as I watched two girls licking at each other's pussies.

I looked down at his cock, my hand stroking up and down it and decided that it was time that I took my education a little further. I mimicked the action that I'd seen the girls use in the video, I lowered my mouth to his cock and took it inside, using my tongue to lick all over it before bobbing my head up and down whilst sucking on it.

Akhil moaned, surprised by the step that I'd taken, "Oh fuck sis, that is so fucking awesome!" I stopped and smiled at him.

"So I'm doing ok at this then? It is the first time you know," I said and blushed.

"God yes," he replied and I returned to sucking on his cock, experimenting with different movements, testing his reactions, working out what really got him going. I glanced at the screen where a girl was giving a guy a blow job and saw that as he got close she pulled back and aimed his cock at her chest where he sprayed his cum. I remembered that sarah had swallowed it in the video and wondered what I should do.

Akhil`s hands were in my hair then and he was thrusting at my mouth. His cock hit the back of my throat and I gagged before grabbing the base with my hand to keep him from going so deep. He kept thrusting and I figured he must be close so I started pumping him with my fist, taking my mouth off of his cock. He came hard, his hips thrusting and his sperm spraying up across his belly.

"Oh my god Pikki, that was amazing," he said to me. "You have no idea how much of a turn on it is to me to have my sister do that." His statement brought back my thoughts from our first encounter and that fact that this was all wrong.

"I think I know what you mean," I told him. "I know its wrong for me to do this with you, but I also think that that is what makes me like it so much ... the fact that its taboo and everything."

"Exactly. Did you want me to lick you?"

"Um, not tonight, but thanks," I replied and headed off to my room, leaving him to clean up.

I sat in Sarah's room in my uniform. It was the day before Akhil`s birthday and she was just getting him settled downstairs before coming back up to change for our performance. Our traditional family dinner didn't allow us to do it on the night of his Birthday and we decided that it would be more of a surprise to do it a day early.

My panties were already wet with anticipation when Sarah came in. I watched her, aching to touch her but she was too focussed on getting into her short dress. I noticed that she didn't put any panties on and squeezed my legs together, feeling the dampness in my underwear when she bent over and exposed her butt to me as she picked something up off of the floor.

"Are you ready?" she said, turning to face me with a grin.

"Oh yes," I replied. Sarah led the way and I waited out of sight at the bottom of the stairs according to our plan.

"Good afternoon Miss Mattoo, I am sure that we've spoken about the length of that skirt before," I heard Akhil say only to be interrupted by Sarah.

"I know Sir, but please Sir, I heard that its your birthday and I have something for you ... can I show you please?

"Well Miss Mattoo, as thoughtful as that is, I don't know that it makes up for your flaunting the school rules like this. I'll have a look at what you've prepared and decide later."

"Thank you Sir, I'm sure you'll like it." I could envisage Sarah now, knowing that she was bending over to turn the stereo on, probably pointing her naked pussy at my brother.

I heard music start and waited for my cue. As I waited, I had a quick dirty thought and slipped my panties off so that I too would be devoid of underwear.

I dashed into the room and joined the performance, perfectly in sync with Sarah . Akhil gasped and sat rock still at first, but as the shock wore off he relaxed and I found his gaze alternating between both myself and sarah , which I found pleasing given that he'd never really watched me before. He was visibly hard and I noticed that his hands kept straying towards his cock. I know he wanted to stroke himself, but of course with sarah and I both in the room he didn't know what he could get away with.

Towards the end of the performance, Sarah bent over with her legs straight and put her hands on her knees. I flipped up her skirt to reveal her bare butt and looking directly at my brother, slapped her arse with my hand. I winked as the sound of the slap resounded about the room.He swallowed hard and I saw him brush his cock as he sat transfixed. Then it was my turn and I stood facing directly away from Akhil before bending over. I looked back around my body and watched as Sarah flipped up my skirt. I heard her react in shock when I wore no underwear.

"Of fuck," I heard Akhil moan quietly as he took in the sight of his girlfriend slapping his sister's bare bum.

The performance ended with the two of us standing facing each other, hands on each other's hips. Then we leaned forward and shared the lightest of pecks against each other's lips before turning to face Akhil

"Happy birthday Sir,"Sarah said as she turned toAkhil as we broke apart. "Did you like your present?"

Akhilstood up from the couch, clearly erect in his pants.

"It was delightful Miss Mattoo, however we seem to have a problem still."

"Oh?" Sarah asked, not expecting this.

"Yes, you see I can forgive your transgression with the skirt given the ... ah ... athletic performance you planned, but unfortunately, I am left to suspect that you have violated the underwear code as well. Bend over."

Sarah turned away from Akhiland touched her toes. Akhil lifted her skirt up and took his time examining her bare butt and pussy. His hand ran across the smooth skin of her buttocks and his fingers lingered on her wet pussy lips.

"As I suspected,"he said. "And to top that, it seems to me that you have led young miss Pikki here astray as well. And to think that you were such a good student Miss Pikki , what am I do to do with you. First I need to do a panty check and see just how far astray you've gone."

sarah was clearly surprised by this turn of events, as was I. I couldn't believe that he was about to check out my pussy in front of sarah . I couldn't believe that he was about to let Sarah see that I'd taken off my panties to perform in front of him! I had meant that as a secret between us.

"Now, Miss Pikki, or your punishment will be much worse." I bent over and touched my toes.

"Yes, not good at all, I see you have been led far from the proper way Miss Priyanka Sharma ,"he said, looking at my butt and bare pussy. Thankfully he just flipped my skirt down. Though my pussy ached to be touched, I didn't think that here and now would be the right time or place.

"I think a little punishment might set you back to the straight and narrow Miss Sharma , we need to administer that before things get out of hand for you. And you Miss Mattoo, shall be the one to administer it given that you seem to have been the misguiding force. Get down on your hands and knees Miss Sharma ."

I did as instructed and then listened as Akhil told Sarah to lift my skirt and give my butt a good spanking. I was so wet. Sarah didn't hold back when she hit me and my bum was soon stinging with the pain of the impact of the palm of her hand against it.

"Very good Miss Mattoo," Akhilsaid, his voice husky. He was obviously extremely turned on. "Now, to ensure that Miss Sharma understands the full consequences of her actions, I only think that its fair that she understand what happens to those who continue to stray." And with that, Akhil told me to sit in a chair and see what sort of further punishment could be dealt upon me.

He sat on a chair opposite me and took Sarah across his knee, slapping her butt and even using a ruler to spank her, leaving red lines across her cheeks. Then he told her to kneel before him and take out his cock. Sarah looked at me, hesitating. Obviously taking out my brother's cock right in front of me was not what she'd been expecting to do.

"Don't look at her Miss Mattoo, you girls need to learn that if you play with fire, you'll get burnt. Now take it out and suck it like you should." I watched as my best friend freed my brother's cock from his pants and began to suck him. Akhil watched me as I watched her. I could see her pussy. There was a sheen of moisture on her lips indicating that she was as excited as I was. I spread my legs so that my brother could see my pussy and started to rub it. He started to say something, but stopped, just watching, Sarah's head working up and down his cock as I slipped a finger in and out of my pussy.

"Spank her Miss Sharma ," he croaked, then repeated it more firmly. "Spank her." I knelt beside Sarah and flipped up her skirt. I slapped her arse, hard. Then again and again. Each time she flinched her head moved on my brother's cock and he groaned. I reached beneath her with my other hand and fondled her tit, tightly bound as it was by the small dress.

I was looking Akhil right in the eye when he cried out and came, his cock spurting its seed into Sarah 's mouth. She swallowed it all. As he sat recovering,Sarah and I stood up. She looked confused but excited, lust on her lips. I ran upstairs and grabbed my things and Sarah went to Ed, "Happy Birthday Akhil," she said.

When I came back down, Sarah`s dress was open and my brother was sucking on her tits. They started when I appeared.

"I'm going to get going, I'll catch you later," I said. Sarah pulled her top back together, though without the buttons holding it, her massive cleavage was clearly on display. I licked my lips as I surveyed it.

"Bye Priyanka , and um, thanks," she said huskily. I decided for one last surprise and pulled her to me and kissed her, thrusting my tongue into her mouth. I caught her off guard and she froze somewhat but then returned the kiss. I could taste the warm salty aftermath of my brother's cum. It was something that I hadn't really expected, but I didn't have time to think about it then and there.

I drove home horny as fuck, but loving the lasting image of akhil's gaping face as he watched his sister kiss his girlfriend.

"Now we've really mixed things up," I thought to myself as I drove home alone, thinking back on the night's performanceand what lay ahead at home.

As soon as I got in my room . Akhil was waiting for me in my room in my bed . He pulled me to the bed and hugged me and we were kissing like crazy birds. Soon he had removed my dress and his mouth on my small tits . He was kissing one breast then the other fully taking the full breast in his mouth. His cock had recovered from the its past fling with Sarah . I did not wait and caught hold of it and with one swift move gulped the whole thing in my mouth. The length moved acroos my mouth to my throat and I was eating it like there was no tomorrow.

`Are u really virgin , Pikkie ` Akhil whispered in my ear I was perplexed. I had my pussy licked from sarah and my brother but no cock had yet travelled to the inside of my pussy hole . technically I was virgin and shyly I nodded to my brother. Hearing this Akhil was more excited. He pulled out of my mouth and made me lie on my bed . He spread my thighs and kissed my pussy lips till his tongue was ravishing my inner hole . He had made me all wet.

Then I saw coming him between my thighs . Taking his rod in his hand . Akhil rubbed the head of it on my pussy lips and then inserted just the tip in my pussy hole . Very slowly and slowly he started moving in till I felt it touch my hymen . He made small strokes , then he pulled out leaving only a quarter inch in side . I was feeling disappointed and I pulled him to me . I was taken aback and cried with pain when he in one stroke pushed his full cock in the pussy ; gone was my hymen and my virginity . He had his mouth over me to stop from crying . I was feeling like a knife had passed through my cunt .

But it was soon over . I felt relief ; His full dick was in my pussy and he was lying upon me motionless . It was me who made the first thrust from my hips , It was a signal for him . He started moving first slowly but when I too moved my hips from under he was hard fucking me . He had his mouth over my lips , our tongues were playing a snake dance. I felt myself coming . I embraced him hard ; It was time for him to cumm . Not caring for the fact that we were fucking without a condom or I may get pregnant I let fill him shoot his sperm and fill my pussy with his semen .

After enjoying bliss of post fuck for about 15 minutes . We separated. I took his cock in my mouth to clean . He also likewise cleaned my pussy with his mouth.

` Happy birth day Akhil ` I said to my brother `thanks my darling sister for the birthday present ` he muttered in my mouth and left my room.

BY SARAH 196