Chapter 4

Here I was, in the room of a girl I just met, who had just broken up with her boyfriend and her sister, my ex. And I asked if they ever had sex. I am not sure how this could end well.

I was expecting some nasty faces from them but to my surprise, I didn’t see any. Instead, I got two immediate answers.

“No”, Katya said.

“Yes”, Erika said.

Whatever the truth was, I hadn’t heard this story before. While I was familiar with some Uncle Yuri stories and had some knowledge from Erika about a story with a family dog, this particular edgy story was entirely new to me.

“Okay, spill the beans.”, I looked at Erika.

Katya was looking at Erika as well with a similar confused look. But the look didn’t feel 100% genuine.

“I would love to hear as well, because maybe I was drugged that day. Or are you talking about when we do our breast exams? Because that is not sex, Pixie.”

“I like touching your boobs”, Erika answered, “But no, that is not what I was talking about. I was talking about when we were in high school and you wanted to practice kissing.”

“That was only twice or so, and we didn’t have sex. We kissed.”, Katya said, “We were young. He meant now as an adult.”

I didn’t care how old they were. High school age worked for me.

“I recall more than two times and I got to third base.”, Erika responded cheerfully and stuck out her tongue to Katya.

I was trying to remember what the third base exactly was. Was that touching below the belt?

“Okay slut, since you remember it so well, why don’t you tell the story.”, Katya said to Erika.

Erika’s story with Katya proposing to her that she wanted to practice kissing. The idea hadn’t appealed to Erika and she had rejected the proposal at first. Not wanting to give up, Katya insisted and eventually, Erika gave in. Erika explained that that is when she first learned that she didn’t like French kisses.

I was well aware of that fact and confirmed that she still doesn’t like kissing in general because she didn’t like kissing me either. A kiss on the cheek is as much as I could expect. French kissing or any tongue-to-tongue action was not Erika’s thing.

“So after the first time, I was done trying. I had learned that it wasn’t for me, but Katya insisted she wanted to try again.”, Erika continued.

She explained that one day, Katya had come into her room early, way before school, and wanted to practice kissing.

“I slept topless back then so I insisted she had to take her pajama top off as well before I would kiss her if she wanted to kiss me. I was very jealous of her boobs at that age. Katya agreed with that deal and we kissed with our boobs touching.”

Erika was touching her nipples as she was telling that part of the story.

“She only wanted to kiss if she was half-naked,” Katya explained. “I knew what she was doing, but I felt that I needed to practice. She was the easiest option.”

“She has trouble saying no when her clothes are off,” I confirmed.

Katya smiled. I liked it when I made her smile.

Erika continued her story, still touching her boobs.

“So yes, we kissed for a few weeks. And although I wasn’t a fan, she would let me touch her boobs and her butt when we kissed. As I said before, I was very jealous at that age that she had them and I didn’t, so I just wanted to feel what they felt like.”

“Bullshit!” Katya interrupted, “We didn’t kiss every day.”

“I never said that we did it every day, just that it lasted a few weeks,” Erika responded.

“So what made it stop?” I asked.

Katya took over the story.

“So yes, I was horny and unlike some people,” she was referencing Erika again, “kissing makes me hornier. I knew Pixie was feeling me up. I might have touched her breasts if she had any. I already knew at that age that I liked boobs. However, I drew the line when she tried to fingerbang me.”

“Not until after you orgasmed.”, Erika said with a big smile.

“That was above my pajama pants. I stopped you when you tried to get inside my pants the next time.”, Katya explained.

The story went too fast for me. Wait what, she orgasmed, and there was touching of her vagina as well, but above the pants. I asked the sisters and they confirmed that I had understood correctly.

“I touched your rosebud too.” It was Erika’s time to interrupt. She had moved her hands in her underwear somewhere during the conversation and it was obvious that she was rubbing her clit.

“She means my butthole.”, Katya said, “And yes I admit I didn’t stop her right away. But she never had her fingers inside my vag.”

Katya moved her eyes to her sister.

“Get your hands out of your pants, ho-bag. Hell, it is like dealing with a young child”, Katya said in a reprimanding voice. Followed by “Does she do that at your place?”

That would be yes. I explained she did it all the time, even when not talking about sex.

I wondered why Erika had never told me this story about kissing her sister. This information was all news to me. There was more to this story than I had expected when they started talking about it.

“So can I watch the two of you kiss?” I inquired carefully, “Asking for a friend who might like it.”

“Why would we?”, Katya said.

I was surprised she hadn’t shut it down right away. It had been somewhat of a joke.

“I think it would make my dick hard,” I said. It was the most honest answer and I liked my changes with that answer.

“Fine”, Katya said, “But only for 10 seconds and only because Pixie hates kissing and needs punishment for her blabbermouth.”

Erika took her shirt off.

“No way, I am not taking my shirt off”, Katya said in protest of what her sister was proposing by taking her shirt off.

“That’s ok, but I am not putting mine back on.”, Erika said.

“Deal”, I said and both the girls didn’t object any further.

All three of us moved to the ground. My excuse was that I could see better from a close-up.

“This is the sluttiest thing I have ever done to get a guy’s dick hard.”, Katya mumbled.

“Not in my top 10”, Erika said with a giggle.

I wasn’t sure if I agreed with Erika, but maybe there were more things I didn’t know about.

Erika leaned in first. Katya responded. Erika’s hand moved immediately to Katya’s breasts and opened a few buttons to get her hand inside. Katya removed her sister’s hand but didn’t stop the kiss and kept her tongue in Erika’s mouth.

With her pajamas open, I could see that Katya was not wearing her bra. Either I had been wrong earlier or she had taken it off without me noticing. I assumed it was the first. I could only see the top part of one breast but it looked firm and solid. She also didn’t seem to be the type to have fake breasts.

Erika opened her eyes after a few seconds, but Katya did not. Erika was trying to signal with eyes but I didn’t understand, so she used her hands and pointed to Katya’s butt. I think I understood what she wanted me to do.

I scooted forward and moved my hand to Katya’s butt and caressed it slowly. Erika closed her eyes again and moved her hand back to her older sister’s breast. This time Katya didn’t stop her.

With my hand still on top of her pajama button, I moved my hand in circles, slowly moving my hand closer to Katya’s butthole. That’s when the kissing stopped.

Erika and I removed our hands immediately. I bet I looked like a kid who was caught with his hand in the candy jar and waiting for the fallout.

“You two are terrible. No wonder the two of you like to hang out.”, Katya said as she got up and adjusted her pajamas. Her voice didn’t sound angry at all.

Katya poured herself another drink but didn’t drink it.

“Do you want to fuck me, like lick my cunt, fingerfuck me, go all the way?”, she asked her sister in a bitchy voice.

“Yes please”, said Erika. I knew Erika was not a lesbian, and had never said no to sex with a woman when a man was around.

“Okay, here is the deal.”, Katya said. “I haven’t had good sex in a while and I am horny, so yes can be my cunt-bitch. But there is an extra condition.”

She moved her gaze to me. “The condition is that you have to fuck me afterward, and Erika just gets to watch.”

Her voice sounded like a school teacher. I was trying to process it all. How was this an extra condition? It felt like a win-win to me, but I think I had a better offer for her.