John just knew that there had to be a way to capitalize on the fact that he knew his twin sister Kelly had lost her virginity and was regularly getting laid. Even though they were only 18 years of age, John had enough of his father in him to always try to find a way to capitalize on a situation. That’s what comes from having a stockbroker for a father. The fact that he was totally in love with his sister and always had been just made it a little harder. He had constantly heard his father espousing the philosophy that business was business and friendship was friendship and you couldn’t let the two get in the way of each other if they were both to succeed. And since his father had made millions of dollars in the market, John knew he knew what he was talking about.
But then there was Kelly. John didn’t just love his sister, he was in love with her. To him there was no more beautiful girl in the world, with maybe the exception of their mother, Karin. Kelly was 5’6″ tall and 120 pounds. She had long curly red hair that hung halfway down her back and bright green eyes. Her figure had really filled out in the last year, and he knew from going through her clothes that she wore a 36C bra. Sometimes he could see her nipples sticking out from her t-shirt when she didn’t wear a bra, like around the house.
He himself was just topping 6′ in height and weighed an even 170 pounds. He loved sports and was constantly looking at his muscles in the mirror in disbelief as his body became more and more defined. He couldn’t wait until he was fully grown like his father.
Jason Redson was the perfect picture of success; 6’4″ tall, dark hair with blue eyes. John always thought his father should have been a movie star, not a stockbroker. With his mother and Kelly almost look-alike twins, he knew that he had been born into a blessed family and was determined to take advantage of it. That’s what assets were for, his father constantly told him; if you don’t utilize them, what good are they.
Well, he was bound and determined to utilize them, he thought as he massaged his cock in his hand while thinking of his lovely sister. He smiled as he looked down at the 8″ of hard cock in his hand, wondering if either of the 3 boys that he knew Kelly was fucking had cocks as big as his. She didn’t even have a boyfriend. He felt his frustrations peak as his balls scrunched up and cum shot from the end of his cock, splashing all over the floor in front of his bed. When he finished cumming, he stood up, determined to figure a way out of his dilemma before he went crazy.
While John got dressed in his room, Kelly was just waking up in her room next door. She kicked the covers off and enjoyed a luxuriant stretch as she thought of the previous night and smiled. Biff Wilson had fucked her and sucked her to so many orgasms that she had thought she would explode from pleasure. Instead, when he had finally collapsed, too drained for any more, she had felt like she only wanted more and more and more.
She felt her nipples getting hard and her pussy getting wet as she lay there and thought about it. God, she loved sex. It had only been a couple of months since she had lost her cherry, but she found herself thinking of sex almost all of the time. Her hands went to her breasts, cupping them, her fingers automatically finding her hard, erect nipples and pinching and pulling on them. One hand slid down between her legs to feel the warm moistness there, a finger finding her huge, erect clit and gently rubbing it. She forced herself to stop, knowing that if she didn’t, that she’d lay there the whole day and play with herself. It was Saturday and she had the whole weekend to look forward to.
Getting to her feet, she stuck her finger in her mouth and gently sucked it, tasting herself. She had quickly learned that she loved sucking a cock, especially after it had been inside of her and was covered with her juices. She understood why the boys who she fucked loved so much eating her pussy. If she could reach it, she’d eat herself, she thought with a grin. But what to wear today. She didn’t really have any plans until tonight, just laze around the house, maybe get some sun, watch some TV.
I wonder what John’s doing today, she thought, a smile crossing her face when she thought of her big gorgeous twin brother. She knew all the girls at school got wet whenever they saw him. And he didn’t even have a clue, she thought, shaking her head in amazement. He could be getting more pussy than anyone she knew if he’d just try. She knew that he noticed girls, she had seen the looks she had gotten when she sometimes wore a tight t-shirt without a bra around the house. She was sure she had seen him with a lump in his pants on more than one occasion.
Maybe I’ll hang with John today, tease him a little bit and find out what he’s been up to, she thought, reaching for a cut-off t-shirt and pulling it over her head. It barely came down enough to cover her breasts, and her nipples pressed out against the material, making it very obvious that she had no bra on. She then reached for a pair of cut-offs, slipping into them without any underwear. She loved the feeling of the thick seam rubbing her clit as she moved her legs. She knew if she wasn’t careful, she’d wet the entire crotch.
Poor John, she thought as she brushed her hair. She had really been ignoring him for the last few months while her hormones had raged for the first time in her life and she had become quickly addicted to sex. They had always been real close, just like twins, always talking and sharing their secrets with each other. He was the first person she had told that she had lost her cherry when it had happened and it had seemed to her that their relationship had sort of changed from that point on. She opened the door to her room and waltzed down the hallway to the kitchen where she found both her parents and John sitting down to breakfast.
“Good morning, everyone,” she said, sliding into a seat. “I’m starved.”
“Well, good morning to you, too,” Karin said. “Don’t you think you could have found a bit more of a shirt to wear?” she asked.
“Oh, mom, it’s Saturday and I’m having breakfast in my own home,” Kelly replied. “I’m not going out like this.”
“Jason,” Karin said. “Please say something.”
“Well, she’s certainly growing up, isn’t she?” Jason said, shaking his head.
“How would you like it if I dressed like that around the house?” Karin asked. “You think you’d be so relaxed about it?”