Chapter 2

Copyright© 2010 by stevieraygovan

True Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Angelina's beautiful sister Julia and her husband Matt come stay with us for a week. The sisters are very competitive with each other, and Angelina is even more competitive with Matt, which results in the normally shy Julie doing whatever she can to avoid being upstaged by her sexy baby sister. A friendly wager is made between the couples, the girls lose the bet, and it's game on!

Caution: This True Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Lesbian   Heterosexual   True Story   Wife Watching   Sister   Group Sex   First   Oral Sex   Anal Sex   Squirting   Cream Pie   Exhibitionism   Voyeurism  

"If you're going to stare, the least you could do is come over here and shake it for me."

"Wouldn't you just love that," Angie grinned from beside Matt's nightstand, where she was holding his TV tray.

She had come to serve Matt his breakfast in bed, only he'd already gotten up to take his morning piss. He was standing over the toilet in his pajamas sidelong to her, and Angie could see his semi-hard cock in his hand.

"Now that you mention it, yeah, I would," Matt said, staring down his sparring partner. "Not that I think you'd ever have the balls to do it," he smirked.

"Pretty sure of yourself, are you?" Angie smiled, placing the TV tray on the bed. "You don't think I will? Is this a challenge?" she asked, her smile growing.

"No, it's not a challenge. I just think you made sure to time it so you'd catch me like this, and now that I've called you on it you won't step up."

"I'm not my sister, you know," she responded, walking towards him. "I don't scare nearly so easily, in case you haven't noticed."

"Seems to me she's doing just fine so far, wouldn't you say?" he grinned.

Angie went to him, shocking him by taking his cock in her hand. Smiling over his stunned expression, she hefted his semi-erect shaft, then they both laughed as his spray went all over the place. She was making a real mess with it, and some of it landed on her hand.

Feeling the wet warmth on her fingers, she looked up at him. "Yes, I have to say, she seems to have come out of her shell quite a bit since she's been here," she said, stunning him further when she switched hands on his cock and popped the fingers of her first hand into her mouth, grinning as she sucked them clean.

Matt watched as she amused herself by making little figure-eights with his warm stream; she played with him until he was down to short squirts, then droplets, at which point she began slowly and sexily stroking his length. He was growing in her hand, and before long he was fully erect; she continued pumping, finishing off each stroke by twisting her palm in a corkscrewing motion around his plum-colored head. Shooting him a flirty smile, she reached down with her other hand to cup and caress his balls.

"Still think I won't step up?" she asked, returning his earlier smirk.

"Fine, you win! You stepped up! You always step up!" he laughed. "I admit it, I was wrong. Are you happy now?" he added, grinning nervously.

"Are you going to keep challenging me?" she smiled, giving his dick a firm squeeze. "You know I hate to lose."

"Angie, you'd better let go of me. Haven't you ever heard that expression, 'Anything more than a few shakes... '"

"' ... and you're playing with it, '" she finished, flashing a sexy grin. "Yes, I know, and yes, I'm playing with your cock. So what are you going to do about it, hot shot? You never answered my question. Are you going to keep challenging me? I'm telling you right now, I won't back down. At this point, I don't think Julie will either."

She brought her second hand to her mouth and grinned as she again popped her fingers inside, cleaning off the droplets of pee that had landed there during all her handling of his cock. Dropping her hand back to his erection, she spread his growing pool of pre-cum around the head before returning those fingers to her mouth and licking them clean.

"My dear brother-in-law, you are simply leaking too much for my fingers to keep up," she teased. Smiling sweetly, she went to her knees and began laving his drooling tip. "Maybe this way will be more effective..." she added, taking him all the way down in a single long, smooth motion. Looking up with mirthful eyes, she expertly sucked his dick, using one hand to pump him while the other alternated between squeezing his ass and fondling his balls. Feeling playful, she turned her face to the side, making his large bulbous helmet bulge her cheek.

His gasping moan made her giggle around his shaft.

Knowing that she had him nearing the brink, she focused on his spongy crown, licking all over the pulsing head before pressing her tongue into the tiny slit to taste his silky flow. "Mmmm, I like playing with your cock," she breathed between sexy nibbles. "I think I may have to play with it a lot this week ... that is, if you won't mind your wife's baby sister slipping into your bed to suck your dick every morning," she grinned, moaning as she wetly slurped him back into her mouth.

"You're incredible, you know that?" he said, watching in sheer wonder.

Releasing him with a 'pop, ' she smiled, "I try." Coming to her feet again, she turned away from him and flipped her silk wrap over her hips, baring her naked bottom. Holding her skimpy cover-up to her waist, she did a sexy little ass-dance for him before strutting out of the bathroom.


"You just clean up your mess in there, and eat your breakfast. There's no time for anything else, sweetie. You have to get going to your conference, you know," she said, smiling devilishly over her shoulder.

"Yeah, but—"

"Get a move on, buster!" she giggled.

'Fuck!' he thought, watching in frustration as she danced merrily away.

"What are you so happy and smug about, or dare I even ask?" smiled Julie, noticing the thoroughly pleased look on Angie's face.

Having finished our breakfasts, the sisters and I had gathered in the kitchen.

"Oh, nothing," Angie said dreamily, which thoroughly set off Julie.

"Oh, bullshit! I know that look! Out with it! What did you do?" she giggled, poking Angie in the ribs.

"Nothing much, my wonderful sister. Let's just say that Matt now knows better than to challenge me. After last night, I think he's even starting to think twice about challenging you, too. Just seeing you in this robe, that should be proof enough not to mess with you."

Julie beamed in gratitude, then they broke down laughing over how sexy they knew they looked in their tiny robes, which were the same silk wraps they'd worn following their massages. When they were done laughing and carrying on, Julie noticed that hers was open all the way to her blonde-haired pussy. She made a move to close it, but Angie stopped her.

"Leave it like that," she smiled.

Answering her baby sister's provocative smile with a knowing grin, Julie left her robe open, continuing what she had begun in my bedroom.

All during our breakfast in bed she'd been a total flirt. Constantly flashing her bare breasts and gorgeous pussy, she made sure that I saw her pantiless bottom and wet, perfect slit each time she bent over with the tray. Again she blatantly ogled my obvious erection, even going so far as to nudge my sheet further and further down by playfully nuzzling it with her cheek. Eventually she nudged it all the way off and took the head of my cock into her mouth for some teasing tongue-swirls and sexy sucking before switching to a long, torturous handjob, licking and sucking my balls while doing slow, twisting palm strokes along my pulsing length.

When she finally made me cum, she giggled in sheer delight. Though she didn't take my entire cock into her mouth, she did lick every inch of the shaft and especially all around the heavily ridged tip; making sure to clean up every last drop, she licked the rest from my stomach and her hand. Once she was done, she made a big show of happily swallowing everything in a single gulp.

Back in the kitchen she was grinning at Angie, and she didn't need to speculate as to whether her sister had been similarly flirting with Matt; it was clearly obvious that she had, and it was equally obvious that she was quite pleased about it.

Perched on a tall bar stool with her legs crossed, one foot bouncing up and down, Angie was a picture of confident sexuality. With the way she was sitting, her thighs were exposed all the way to her bare ass; her wrap was so short that her naked bottom was touching the wooden stool, while her large, firm breasts were barely covered by the silky material.

Julie knew that Angie wore that wrap to serve breakfast in bed to Matt, and she seemed to be smiling to herself at the thought.

Angie turned to me with open arms, offering me a "good morning" hug. I went to her, and she spread her legs in welcome, showing us her naked pussy as I stepped into her warm embrace.

"God, Angie," giggled Julie. "Imagine if you let Matt see you like that when you two are in bed together."

"I know. He would probably want me to do something like this..." Angie grinned, reaching into my sweats to take out my hardening cock. After stroking it to full erection, she guided it into her pussy; then, hooking her legs around my waist, she pulled me all the way in. When she had me buried to the hilt inside her, she tightly hugged me and started in with some heavy kissing.

We steadily fucked for about a minute before she moaned, "Mmmmmm, good morning, baby."

"Good morning to you too, beautiful," I said, kissing her again. "You know your sister is watching us, right?"

"Hello?! Yes, I am!" laughed Julie.

Peeking over my shoulder, Angie grinned, "Oh, hush, Julia. You can't see anything except my arms and legs wrapped around him, and his ass is completely covered."

"But I can still see that you're fucking him, you little slut!" Giggling like a schoolgirl, Julie pulled my sweats down and began spanking my bare ass in rhythm with my thrusts into her sister. "See? He's fucking your brains out right in front of me, and you love it!"

"Mmmmmm-hmmm," Angie grinned again, leaning forward to give me a long, hot tongue-kiss. When she was done, she pulled back to look in my eyes. "Okay, that's enough for now. I missed you this morning, so I wanted to give you a proper greeting," she smiled, and after enjoying one last delicious grind, we uncoupled. Bringing her legs down, she hooked her feet onto the rungs of the bar stool.

Shaking my head in amusement, I discreetly tucked myself away before turning to face Julie.

The thing is, I was still fully hard. There was nothing I could do about it, and Julie giggled again at the sight of my tented sweats. As I stood between Angie's spread legs, my mischievous wife reached around to grasp my erection. Grinning at Julie while squeezing me through the stretchy cloth, she said, "If I were to let Matt see my pussy like that when I'm in bed with him, his cock would probably grow wonderfully big and hard like this, then he'd want to do what we just did, don't you think?"

Julie laughed, nearly in disbelief. "Jesus, Angie, yeah, I'm sure he would! Is that how you always wish a man a good morning ... by fucking him?"

Angie laughed too. "No, not always. I need to be in a particularly good mood before I wish someone a good morning that way."

I smiled at Julie. "So, what do you think? Whatever she did with your husband, it sure seems to have put her in just such a mood, huh?"

"No doubt! She must have wished him a good morning too," Julie grinned, going over to the fridge to pour herself a glass of juice.

A moment later Matt came blundering into the kitchen, offering us only a cursory "G'morning!" before rushing out the door.

Angie's legs were still spread, leaving her bare pussy on show, yet Matt was in such a hurry to make his escape that I doubt he even noticed.

"What was all that about?" I asked, once he was gone.

Angie smirked, and a laughing Julie pointed accusingly at her, as if to say, "You! You did that to him! Well? What do you have to say for yourself?"

"Don't look at me," smiled Angie. "I'm not the one who squirted cum all over my brother-in-law's hand before going to his bedroom the next morning to flash him my gorgeous blonde pussy."

She beamed triumphantly at Julie, who gave me a shy grin. When I held my arms out to her, she came to me for a hug. "Make her stop!" she pouted, in a goofy baby voice. "Make my mean sister stop being so cruel to me. I didn't do nuthin'! I'm a good girl!"

"Yes, you are. You are such a good girl," I cooed, petting her hair.

Angie made a comical barfing gesture before fixing me with an accusing smirk. "And what about you, Mister Obvious Morning Wood, making sure my sexy sister could see every inch of your big hard cock through your thin sheet. What was all that about, hmmm?"

I grinned at a giggling Julie, who merely responded with a guilty shrug, seemingly saying, "What did you expect? We're sisters. We tell each other everything."

"So," Angie persisted, reaching around again to stroke my bulging hard-on, "were you a 'good boy' with my oh-so-innocent sister? Did you give her a nice protein shake for breakfast, straight from the tap?"

I shot Angie a coy smile. "No worries, sweetheart. You've trained me well. You know I would never do anything you wouldn't do."

Zing. The ball was back in her court.

She just looked at us and laughed. "Yeah, right. Whatever. You're retarded. You're both retarded. Maybe that's why I love you two so much."

"Burp!" giggled Julie from within my comforting arms. She smiled at Angie, who for once couldn't tell whether she was joking or not.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever!" said Angie, giving Julie her due.

Reaching down, Julie added a second stroking hand to her sister's on my insane erection. When Angie smiled happily in surprise, Julie leaned over and planted a long, wet kiss on her lips before strutting right out of the kitchen.

Clearly a bit shocked by her sister's brazen display, Angie stood licking her lips, tasting Julie's kiss.

I wasn't about to stick around for the verdict. Grinning guiltily, I quickly dashed into our bathroom.

"Hey! Where do you think you're going? Come back here!" she called after me, the two of us laughing our asses off as she banged on the locked door. When I finally opened it, she rushed right in. We hugged and kissed, then she said, "Baby, she tasted like you. She didn't really give you a full blowjob, did she?"

"Our Julie, giving out blowjobs? C'mon now," I teased. "She's your sister. You know her better than anyone. She's way too much of a prude to ever do such a thing, right?"

Pausing for a moment, a gleam came to her eyes. "Hmmm, and they're here for an entire week. This could get very interesting, couldn't it?"

"It's all up to you, gorgeous. In case you hadn't noticed, you're the ringleader. We're following your lead here. You're the one setting the boundaries."

"Apparently not," she smiled. "It looks like my sweet, innocent sister might be trying to show us all a thing or two. If she really pushes it, are you ready for her? And what about Matt? You saw how he ran out of here this morning."

Recalling Matt's hasty exit, I couldn't help but laugh. "Yep, and after all his smack-talking, who would've ever guessed that he'd be the one to blink first? I never would have imagined Julie playing this game better than Matt."

Still smiling, Angie nodded. "This is only the second day, too. Before all is said and done, who knows what kinds of crazy things you guys will make us do? All I know is I'm not going to back down. I told him that. I'm definitely not backing down, so you two had better be careful what you ask for."

"What about Julie? Where will she draw the line?"

"I don't know. How crazy are these commands going to get, anyway?"

"Seriously, I don't know. I have no idea what any of the rest of you wrote, and to be honest, none of my commands are really that bad. I wasn't looking to force anyone into any uncomfortable situations. Most of my stuff is probably about the same as yours."

"I could handle doing anything I wrote," Angie said.

"Any idea what Julie added?"

"Other than the breakfast in bed one, no, I don't know. We haven't talked about our picks."

"I guess we'll just have to wait and see what happens then, won't we?" I said, with a stupid grin.

"Yep. Do me a favor, though. Don't make Julie fall in love with you, okay?"

"Me? What about you and Matt? You two are the ones who have always had an obvious underlying 'thing' going on. You just make sure not to show up Julie so much this week that he'll only have eyes for you."

"I'm not making any promises," she said, slyly. "As long as he doesn't push too hard, neither will I. Fair enough?"

"Fair enough."

"Baby," she asked, becoming serious again, "did you really cum in her mouth? I'm not mad or anything if you did. Seriously, I have no problem with Julie sucking your dick. I certainly don't blame her for wanting to, and I'll never blame you for letting her. I know she wants your cock, so go ahead and enjoy it. Really, I don't mind at all. I just want to know whether she made you cum in her mouth, since she was being so smug about it."

"No, she didn't make me cum in her mouth. She was just messing with you," I answered, grinning over my little half-truth.

"Then why did her kiss taste like cum?"

"How do you know you weren't tasting Matt's cum?" I offered playfully.

"Matt's cum?" she wondered aloud, licking her lips again.

Losers do the trick where you flash the pizza delivery guy by 'accidentally' dropping your towels at the door.

After Angie read it aloud, everyone looked straight at Matt. Angie rolled her eyes, and even Julie seemed a bit deflated.

"That's just lame," Angie said. "Besides, I thought we had agreed on no total nudity in public?"

"It's inside the house, not out in public," answered Matt.

"It's still silly," Julie countered, surprising us all. "Like Angie said last night, I would hope we could come up with something more interesting than that. The pizza thing is hardly even scary to me. It's mostly just embarrassing."

"Yeah, that one's stupid. I don't want to do it," added Angie.

"That's fine," I said, "but remember, you're not allowed to say no to any command, not unless you want to grab two more picks. Then you have to do those, one right after the other, no questions asked."

"I'll take that chance," Angie said.

"So will I," seconded Julie, holding her sister's hand in solidarity.

"Fine, then," Matt said. "Pick two more. I thought I was being nice, letting you guys off easy with that one. I hope you pick some really nasty ones this time."

"Are you sure about that?" sassed Angie, pure smugness written all over her face.

"Yes, I'm very sure," he said, sporting a confident grin.

He'd told me that after spending the whole day thinking about his situation with Angie he had decided not to let her have all the fun; he was going to start making her feel uncomfortable, too.

"Okay, here I go..." Angie said, reaching into the cap. She pulled out two slips, handing one to Julie.

Angie read the first one...

Winners take the losers out for Date Night, including dinner and sexy dancing with your teammate's spouse. The ladies will dress to impress, the goal being to make every cock in the club as hard as a rock.

Right away we all smirked at Angie, who grinned, "In keeping with the theme, that just seemed like an obvious one for us to do together. I figured it wouldn't matter who won or lost."

Matt and I gave her a polite round of golf applause, and she graciously bowed.

"I like that one a lot," I said.

"Definitely," added Matt.

Conspicuous by her silence was Julie, and we all turned to her.

"I've never done anything like that, Matt, and you know it!" she said, punching him in the arm. "This is just Angie's way of trying to show me up. She knows everyone will be totally drooling over her big, gorgeous tits and perfect ass. She's used to looking outrageously hot and giving guys hard-ons wherever she goes. God, she does it every day. She knows I could never be as sexy as her, especially in public."

Julie had tears in her eyes, and suddenly Angie did too. Taking her sister in her arms, she gave her a loving hug. "Julie, I swear I wasn't trying to embarrass you or show you up. I just wanted us all to have a fun, sexy night out together. Please, let me make this work for you."

Julie looked dubious. "How are you ever going to manage not to show me up in a club? You're way more sexual than I am and just a million times sexier, period. C'mon, I can't compete with ... that!" she said, gesturing with her hands to Angie's devastating curves.

Angie grinned. "Sweetie, that's what you said yesterday too, yet I think we can all agree that you seem to be competing just fine now; maybe even more than just fine, considering what you did to him this morning," she added, making a show of rubbing my cock as she smiled at her sister.

"So my doing it with your husband wasn't enough? Now you want me to 'flash my blonde pussy' to everyone else too?" laughed Julie.

When Matt and I eagerly nodded like idiots, Julie punched us both. "Figures. You two pervs would probably love it," she giggled.

"I know I certainly would," I grinned.

"You always want to see my pussy," smiled Julie affectionately before turning to Matt. "What about you? Would you be okay with your wife showing off her pussy in a crowded dance club?"

"If Angie's doing it too, and all three of us are there to watch over you? Absolutely! Julie, that would be hot as hell!" laughed Matt.

Angie said, "Julie, trust me, I know how to dress sexily, and I know how to dress you sexily too. We'll have you looking so hot that both our husbands and every guy in the place will be dying to fuck you right there on the dance floor. You just have to be willing to let go. For one night, try to enjoy the idea of turning people on. You'll never see any of them again, so go ahead and have fun being a gorgeous, sexy flirt."

Julie looked at Matt. "Are you really okay with this?"

"It doesn't matter whether or not I'm okay with it, does it? Since that's what the slip says, you have to do it," he grinned. "But yes, I'm a lot more than just okay with it. Julie, how long have I been pleading with you to be more exciting ... to open up and have more fun?"

"To be more like Angie, you mean," she smiled.

"Okay, yes, that is what I mean. I want you to enjoy being sexy, the same way she does. It's not just her, though. C'mon, Angie's not the only gorgeous knockout who likes to show off her body and have fun flirting. She's hardly the first woman who ever liked to turn men on. We see them every day in L.A., wherever we go. You constantly envy them, and that always pisses me off. Baby, they have nothing on you. You could be hotter than all of them, if only you wanted to be. It isn't only about Angie, and you know it."

"Julie, it's totally harmless. It really is," I added. "You're hot as hell, even if you don't know it. You're insanely beautiful, and you have a perfect body. You can turn on any man, no problem. Girl, the only thing stopping you is you."

"You guys are all saying these things about me, but what about ... you know ... sex? We're not swingers!"

"Sweetie, neither are we," I said, after we all finished laughing. "It's not as if Angie has sex with everyone who gets turned on by her, you know."

"That's only because she would never have time for anything else," Julie grinned.

Thankfully, she was beginning to lighten back up a bit.

"Seriously, Jules, no," I said. "Angie doesn't fuck strangers."

"I don't," Angie added. "You know that, Julia."

"Yes, I know you don't. Still, as sexy as you are, I bet you want to! God, I know I sure would. If hot guys greeted me with huge hard-ons everywhere I went, the way they do with you, I'd always want them to fuck me."

She gave me a pointed smile, making it clear she was referring to my usual 'greeting' of having a serious erection waiting for her each morning during our breakfasts in bed.

Pretending to mull over Julie's words, Angie said, "Hmmm, when you put it like that, oh wise sister o' mine, I have to admit ... you're absolutely right. I often do want them to fuck me. I mean, god, I love their hard cocks, and I love to fuck, so why not? Like you said, a lot of those guys in the clubs are really hot, too. I should let more men fuck me, don't you think?"

Grinning devilishly, she reached down to caress Matt's growing bulge. "What do you say, horny boy? Should I go slip into something nice and sexy for you? We can play 'Seven Minutes of Heaven' in our hallway closet, just like when we were kids. We'll be all by ourselves, fooling around in the pitch-dark, and no one will know what we're doing. You could pull my panties off, the same as you did last night, only this time maybe you'll also take this big, thick cock out and slam it deep inside my pussy. Are you up for it, baby? If I promise to be good, will you fuck my brains out?"

Matt was stunned into silence. He never could tell whether Angie was being serious, especially when the subject was sex.

For her part, Angie simply maintained her sexy grin while stroking his erection through his cargo pants.

"Ha ha. Very funny," Julie said, rolling her eyes and laughing. "You be nice to him, Angie. You're liable to give him a heart attack with that kind of talk.

"Anyway, I'm just saying, I've never allowed myself to become totally immersed in being sexy, especially where everyone could see me. I've always limited my sex life to when I'm alone with Matt. I don't know how I'd react, or even how he'd react, if I suddenly became this full-on sex goddess in public. All I know is that if I could tell it was working, and every guy who saw me got an enormous hard-on, yes, it would make me super horny. I don't know what I'd actually do about it, but I would definitely want to fuck."

"You've enjoyed this week so far, right?" asked Matt, but only after Angie had stopped rubbing his cock, finishing with a cute little smirk.

"Yes, I really have. It's been amazing fun," said Julie, grinning at the sight of his obvious erection. "Looks like you're enjoying it too, honey. In fact, if Angie's 'Seven Minutes of Heaven' offer still stands, I think you'd be crazy not to take her up on it."

His sheepish smile made Julie laugh.

"Oh, the offer definitely still stands," teased Angie, "but what about the breakfasts in bed? Julie, it's not as if they've been completely sex-free for you. I mean, c'mon, we all know our mornings in bed with each other have already become fairly spicy, even though no one has actually had sex yet."

"Yet?" giggled Julie, amused by Angie's slip-up.

"Yes ... yet," smiled Angie. "You know exactly what I mean. So far it's all just been harmless playing yet you've still been flirtier and sexier than you've ever been before, and you've loved it, right?"

"I have, and yes, it's been great. I really do love it..." she said, reaching out to fondle my cock through my pants. "It hasn't only been me, though," she grinned, looking at Matt, then back at Angie. "You guys have done things too."

"Yeah, but we're not talking about us," said Matt, deflecting. "None of us are complaining, and neither were you."

"You're right, I'm not complaining. My massage was awesome, and I've loved my sexy mornings in bed with Dan, just like I'm sure you've loved sharing your bed with my gorgeous baby sister. I think that one turned out to be a great idea, if I do say so myself." Blowing on her curled fingertips, she smugly brushed them on her t-shirt. "No, I'm not complaining at all. I even had a blast during our naked car wash. Seriously, I've loved every second of this flirting game. I was only talking about us having actual sex, especially with strangers."

"Julie," I said, "if it'll make you feel any better, try to remember that it's just me we're talking about here with this 'sexy date night' thing. I promise, I won't fuck you on the dance floor, okay? You have nothing to worry about. You'll be totally safe."

"You? Safe? Riiiiight!" she grinned, playfully squeezing my cock. "Instead of fucking me on the dance floor you'll just fuck me back at the table so you can say, 'See? I didn't break my promise!'"

We all had to laugh at that.

"Look, everyone, I'm sorry for being such an idiot about all of this. I really don't mean to be," she continued. "I told you yesterday that I'm tired of always being the prude, and I don't want you coddling me anymore. If you want us to go out and be total sluts tonight, then that's what we'll do. I'm trusting you guys, okay? Just don't let things get too out of hand."

Angie kissed her sister's shoulder. "That's what I said last night, remember? Julie, we all just want you to have some harmless fun. We're not going to let you get raped, and no one's asking you to blow some stranger behind the bar." Nodding towards me, she continued, "Seriously, we already talked about this. I told him, 'Whatever happens, we have to remember that when this week is over we need to be able to go back to our normal lives, and I don't want any friction between any of us. We've always all been great together, and that's how it's going to stay.' So don't worry, we're not going to be total sluts tonight."

"Hey! I want my money's worth!" protested Matt, always the funny guy.

"Okay, maybe a little slutty, but not total sluts. We'll be fun, playful sluts," smiled Angie.

"You just better make sure that I'm not invisible when I'm standing next to you and that awesome body of yours, you big-breasted slut," Julie giggled, warming at last to the idea.

"No problem, you long-legged slut," laughed Angie. "I'll make sure you look absolutely incredible. Remember, I'll be with Matt tonight. He's easy, so I'll devote all my energies to making certain that you look insanely hot. I'd like to see my hubby squirm in his seat too, for once."

Pausing, she smiled mischievously. "In fact, I think I want to add one extra clause to this agreement. Mmmm-hmmm, this will be perfect. Julie, you have to make some idiot guy cum in his pants on the dance floor tonight ... without ever laying a hand on him."

I laughed, "You want her to make me cum in my pants on the dance floor?"

"No, not you, silly. We'll find some other idiot guy," she smiled, playfully sticking her tongue out at me. "It's a dance club. You don't think we're only going to dance with our dates, do you? Nobody does that. We never even do that. You always sit out a few, just so you can watch me dance with other people. You've seen me make men cum in their pants before. Same thing here. I just want Julie to do it this time, that's all."

"And what will you be doing while my wife is making some poor guy blow his load?" smirked Matt, obviously curious as to Angie's ulterior motives.

"Watching, most likely, the same as you two. Who knows, maybe if you're good, and your wife doesn't mind, I'll do the same trick on you," she said, her sweet smile belying the challenge in her eyes.

"You could never get me to blow in my pants without even touching me," Matt said. "No way."

"I agree," added Julie. "He doesn't cum that easily."

Embarrassed, she looked up at us with a start, suddenly aware of what she'd just said.

"Hoooo! It sounds like we have yet another challenge afoot!" I crowed.

"Whatever," Angie said, smiling even more sweetly. "This is about Julie. Matt's a piece of cake."

Grinning smugly, she again stared daggers at him, and he gave her a defiant look in return.

"Hey, like I told you, I'm all in," Julie said. "I'm not going to be a stick in the mud. I'll do what you guys want, and I'll try to have fun with it. Just don't let it go too far, that's all I'm asking."

"No problem, Julie," I said. "Now, what's your second command say?"

Julie read it once, then a second time, her brow furrowing as she mentally digested it. Finally, she just shook her head before reading it aloud...

The winners get to take pictures of the losers, including sexy pictures, with the winners dressing and positioning the losers however they wish. The losers may also suggest poses and clothing ideas, though the winners have the final say.

"Holy shit," said Matt. "That one sure wasn't mine!"

"Oh, that one was definitely his..." Angie smirked, gesturing in my direction. "He's always wanted to take sexy pictures of me. Now, lo and behold, you two gorgeous models are also here, and hey, look! You even brought a fancy camera!"

"Guilty as charged," I declared. "That was my 'nastiest' one, which I only added after you negotiated your two-out-of-three deal. This is cool. The 'car wash and massage' command was Matt's, the 'breakfast in bed' command was Julie's, the 'date night' command was yours, and the 'sexy photo shoot' command is mine. We all got one."

"You're gonna get one, alright," Angie smiled.

"Actually, sweetie, I think you're far more likely to get one," I grinned, and her smile turned wicked.

I glanced over at Matt, who looked at Angie, then back at me. He was clearly confused. When Angie laughed at his perplexed expression, I said, "It's just Angie being Angie. You better watch your ass, though. I'm pretty sure she's still gunning for you."

"Hmmm," was all he could manage in response.

"Looks like we're going to have one hot evening together, huh? We're talking me being with Dan while Matt gets to play with Angie again, right? Dancing, taking sexy pictures later ... all of it?" grinned Julie.

"That's right, babe," Matt said, feigning bravado. "Are you okay with that?"

"Yes, I'm fine with it. Don't worry about me. With Miss Hot Panties here plotting your imminent destruction, I think you already have more than enough on your plate to worry about."

"Miss Hot Panties?" laughed Angie, and Julie just grinned.

"Julie's right, you know," I said to Matt. "I have it on good authority that Angie doesn't back down from challenges, and a little birdie also told me that you two have a bit of a 'thing' going on again this week. You're swimming in the deep end now, my friend. Blood is in the water, so be careful of the sharks!"

"C'mon..." Angie said, tugging Julie by the arm towards our bedroom. "You guys make the dinner reservations. We're going to go get dressed."

An arresting vision of both casual elegance and brazen sex, Angie was the first to emerge from the bedroom. She had her long raven hair piled loosely atop her head, leaving her neck exposed. She'd left a couple of tendrils loose to float down around the sides of her face, framing her luminous eyes and full, pouty mouth. Large hoop earrings and a black silk choker with an oval ruby in the center completed her sexy, exotic look.

Other than for a multitude of funky wrist bangles, her arms and shoulders were bare. Her top was a spaghetti-strapped singlet of ribbed black cotton that exposed an enticing expanse of smooth, braless cleavage, but her stretchy little top wasn't transparent; her nipples were poking through, yet her areolas weren't visible. Her tanned, toned tummy with her slinky belly-chain was bare, though, from just above her belly button down to her bottoms.

It was a simple yet stunning look.

Her bottoms were unusual in their seductiveness. At first glance they were rather modest, showing no skin at all. She was wearing stretch-Lycra tights, also black. They weren't merely tight; they were like a light misting of black paint airbrushed over her supple flesh. They were so thin that her every jiggle was highlighted when she strutted in her matching black heels and ever-present gold chain adorning her bare right ankle.

Walking through the brightly lit kitchen, she gave us an alluring smile when we finally discovered the provocative secret of her outfit.

Grinning over her shoulder, she bent at the waist to fill a glass with ice water from the fridge. As she knew they would, her tights stretched so tautly over her bottom that they became sheer; we could see her entire ass, nearly as if she were naked. She wore no panties, not even a g-string, so her deep channel dividing her tantalizing globes was laid bare, her beautifully formed labia a vivid temptation of pure sex. When she turned and came to us, her stiletto heels clicking across the kitchen tiles in time with each seductive stride, we could clearly see her dark strip of neatly trimmed pubic hair. Best of all, her tights meticulously described every subtle fold of her rich, succulent pussy, including a very conspicuous and utterly mind-blowing camel toe.

Spread open, so perfectly on display ... fuck, her pussy looked delicious.

The end result was that while only the skin of her arms, shoulders and tummy was showing she was nevertheless a stone-cold knockout.

"Sexy enough, without being so showy as to upstage Julie?" Angie asked, posing before us with her hands on her hips.

Grinning stupidly, I answered, "Damn, baby, just look at you. Seriously, if you're going to make a guy cum in his pants tonight, can I be that guy? Angie, your ass is amazing, and my god, your pussy ... incredible. When the light hits you just right, we can see every detail of your beautiful pussy, and it's absolutely mouthwatering."

"I always want my pussy to be absolutely mouthwatering," she said quietly. Tugging on her tights to make her camel toe even more prominent, she traced a scarlet fingertip through her perfectly defined slit. "Especially tonight, since I have a hot date with my sister's horny husband," she purred, teasing us with a spellbinding smile as she caressed her clit.

Matt was mesmerized by the sight of her sexy pussy. "Angie, you wouldn't know how to play fair if fair walked up and crapped on your chest," he finally said - his bizarre ultimate compliment.

Beaming at us, she stepped between his legs and placed his hands on her ass before reaching down to grasp his cock. Stroking him through his pants as he fondled her gorgeous bottom, she said, "Okay, good, you're nice and hard for me, so this outfit works. Now let's greet our delicate flower, who, if I do say so myself, looks absolutely ravishing this evening."

When Julie stepped into the room, our jaws dropped. Angie applauded, and Julie just soaked it in, even as she was quite obviously fighting the urge to cover herself.

"So, boys? What do you think? Will this gorgeous blonde goddess make every cock she finds tonight become as hard as a rock?" Angie grinned, genuinely thrilled for her sister.

"Damn, Julie ... you're off to a good start," I said, conspicuously rubbing mine through my pants.

Watching me stroke myself, Julie's sweet, beautiful face lit up with a happy smile. "Mmmm, is that all because of me?"

"You know it is, Julia," Angie said proudly. "Look what you did to him ... again."

Thanking her baby sister with a grateful grin, Julie came to me and nudged my hand aside. "Here, let me do it," she smiled. Grasping my cock, she gave it a gentle squeeze.

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