I am what some call a lipstick lesbian in that I like to dress in form-fitting, trendy, designer labels for women, I wear specially-selected make-up for my skin tone and bone structure, I like to visit my hairstylist every other week for touch-ups and get mani/pedis every Sunday. I am a fit, attractive brunette that stands at 5' 8". After graduating from college with a double major in marketing and psychology, I completed and MBA and now I own and operate a fiercely competitive Public Relations firms with a full-time staff of 30 and three very large and a couple dozen smaller clients. Net profits last year finally breached 1 million dollars. Not bad for 28 years old.
Needless to say, I have been very successful; however, therein lays the problem. After putting in 80 hours a week for the last four years, I haven't had much time for dating. There were a couple girls over the last few years and a couple friends with benefits but no one with whom I could see myself settle.
That is until the day that I met Tiina, my brother's girlfriend. She was dark and moody, tall (taller than me) and fit, with long, straight black hair, blue eyes and a nose ring in her left nostril. She often wore metal t-shirts, short skirts, spider web stockings and knee-high black leather boots. You know the girl. To boot, she was also the lead singer in an alternative band that was just gaining some street cred within the club scene.
My brother, Josh, on the other hand, was a textbook "bad boy". Eight years younger than me, he never finished high school, couldn't hold down a job and had an excuse for every one of his short-comings. But the girls liked him. He was handsome, charming and the scuttlebutt was that he was hung like a horse. I'd believe it, too, his bulge in his skin-tight skinny jeans always stuck out at least two inches.
My life became complicated the day that my dad got fed up with Josh and kicked him out; of course I'd take him in. However, taking him in meant that Tiina would be hanging around me a lot more often and I didn't know if I could control my lust for her. My sexuality was known by all and I think Tiina even knew I had a thing for her. I knew that my brother often asked me what I thought of her, if I would do her, etc. Where I would generally flirt with women of interest, I did not in this instance out of respect for my brother.
The first thing that changed was the introduction of pot. It was Saturday night and I came home around 11:00 p.m. from a product launch to find Josh and Tiina in a plume of heavy smoke in the basement living room. I was furious and expressed my anger rather openly until Tiina came up to me and kissed me full on the lips. Her tongue probed my lips and, naturally, I opened my mouth to accept. Only she blew the smoke from her joint right into my lungs. I immediately began coughing but let Tiina lead me to the couch.
"Come on, Lisa, just try it," Tiina cooed placing the joint in my mouth. "Inhale." I did.
The second thing to change was that I started having sex again. It was an hour later, we were all stoned out of our minds, and the topic of conversation shifted to my being a lesbian. Josh wanted to see Tiina and I get it on. Before I could decline Tiina said she'd like to try. The next thing I knew she her mouth was on mine and her hands were roaming my body. In a matter of minutes our clothes were shed and Tiina's face was buried in my breasts.
I looked up to see my brother dropping his pants. I gasped when my brother's cock sprang out of his tented underwear. It was enormous. How did Tiina fit that inside her?
This was the point where I encountered heaven: Tiina moved in between my legs and went down on me. Her tongue digging deep inside my pussy, her nose stimulating my clitoris. My brother then moved behind Tiina and she left out a moan as he plunged his mammoth fuck stick into her pussy. She continued to chow down on my cooch while my brother was jamming in and out of her.
"Oh yes, Tiina," I was moaning. "Of fuck, babe," my brother called. He was picking up speed then called, "Of, gonna cum, I want it in your mouth."
"No," I cried but it was too late, Tiina spun around on her knees and took my brother's cock in her mouth just in time for him to deposit what looked to be quite the load, it kept chugging and his massive balls kept contracting. I leaned back and started administering to my own needs when Tiina pushed my hand out of the way and replaced it with her mouth again, this time she dug her lips as far as they would go before I felt her tongue again. Her mouth was hot. Wow, she was good. She brought me climax and made me scream while doing it.
I opened my eyes to see my brother passed out, naked, on the couch. His huge cock was lying semi-erect across his leg and his balls spilled out everywhere. I appreciated that he must be a stud.
The next day things were awkward, for me at least. Tiina and Josh kept talking about what happened and how amazing it was. They wouldn't mind doing it again. I explained that I wasn't comfortable with being naked in front of my brother and I was prepared for an argument but then they just dropped it.
That night I was woken up by Tiina going down on me again. She really liked to eat a girl out. The sensation was beyond description. Every nerve in my body was electrified. It was a combination of her lips and tongue working in tandem and the way she pinched my nipples that sent me over the edge. I came and came and came. I guess I came so much that I soaked the bed; that was how good it was. What I wanted was to reciprocate, but Tiina declined "I really like you, Lisa, and I like going down on you but I am not ready for that. I'm not ready for full-on gay sex."
