"What are you doing?" My eyebrow went up, not at Marissa's question but after the tap at my (almost closed) bedroom door, she pushed it open, and then came in. They jumped up again as she closed it behind her. During all these weeks (Only nine but it felt like half a year or more had gone by, the three of us settling into this new amazing relationship.) we hadn't grown so comfy with each other that we violated the age old rules of 'Stay out of my room!' which in adulthood had shifted to waiting until we were very clearly invited in. "I just got back from my..." Big gulp, timid lick of her lips, brown eyes telling the tale of how much she'd enjoyed something she had thought she'd never do. AKA date a girl. "My date with Nevy and..."
"What are you up to now?" I asked, pretty sure I knew where she was going and for sure knowing the answer to my own question. I was teasing her but she was so worked up she didn't notice.
"Seven." She answered, nobody had exactly said it, I don't even think they'd discussed it between themselves but I was pretty sure that unconsciously or not both of them were unwittingly drawing it out so that both my sister and I hit the required ten dates at the same time. The ten dates our girlfriend's mom had made her promise to do before 'doing sex stuff.' Frowning, she nodded confirmation to her own answer. "Seven
dates
."
"And you made out after?"
"Oh yeah! Majorly." Nev would have answered that with a hint of worry that I'd be jealous, Marissa answered it with all the gusto she could. A mixture of surprise that she'd made out with a girl (and her friend) as well as how much she'd enjoyed it. "Her lips are so soft..." Touching her own lips, thinking back. "And her body... Mmmm! It was pressed against me..." The tips of her fingers touching the tips of her breasts, I could easily imagine them together (because I'd seen it) chest to chest, mouth to mouth, tongue to tongue. Marissa obviously enjoyed the chest to chest part, even if said chests had been covered with various layers of clothes still. Finally my sister shook her head, looking at me instead of into her memories. "All that kissing and then... she just dropped me off."
"Yeah," I laughed, she smiled a very adorably frustrated smile.
"Lock the door," I told her.
She did, then added. "Mom and dad?"
"When was the last time they came looking for us once they got into bed?" It never happened but I doubt it was the my statement that assuaged it, what decided her was her horniness.
"No making out please," Looking almost Nev-like as she ventured a 'ruling' to me.
"I'll just have to make out with your other lips instead." Which had her nodding enthusiastically.
"Then doggy in front of your mirror?" It was clearly both of our favorites now.
"I love you." I told her, her eyes drifted to my blanket, to a spot that was moving on its own when I was otherwise still.
"I love you." So beautiful in her glee at turning me on.
"Naked." I commanded her, despite my confident statement of parental positioning earlier I didn't say the single word very loud. Mom or dad would have to have their ear at the door to have heard.
Grinning she set about it. For her date with Nev (Making me a hint jealous that she got dressed up for somebody else and theoretically never would for me at the risk of us being branded as freaks.) she'd put on a silky little light purple dress. It wasn't tight but it was pretty sexy, showed off what cleavage she could show off, plus a lot of leg. Like... It was obvious what we'd been doing was good for her self-esteem because for sure when she'd worn that dress before us, there had been leggings underneath. Probably even jeans. It was just her thick sexy thighs and then smooth calves. Ankle high white socks that were super cute with purple cows on them. (When she'd left she'd been in shiny white flats.) She'd had a white sweater earlier but I imagine it was tossed in her room on the way to mine. Leaving arms and shoulders bare.
Well everything was bare within moments. The dress came off quick and easy, tossed at the locked door, one of the shoulder straps catching and dangling there. I wanted to pause everything and take a picture, it was sexy and romantic and... I knew I would never forget the sight of it. My sister's sexy dress dangling from my doorknob. But she didn't notice and kept stripping. Yeah, I'd seen her naked just about everyday for the last few weeks, partially naked before that, and with her mouth locked on my cock before that, but I couldn't get enough of her. Couldn't ask her to stop with her standing there in a white bra and purple panties, not with her vibrating with eagerness.
She did the slow bra removal thing, but teased me a little further by covering her nipples with hand and forearm. Then proceeded out of her panties with just one hand in a silly yet somehow still sexy manner. Getting them down so far, then wiggling her legs to get them to slowly creep down before dropping about her feet. During all of which she had her other hand over her pussy. Forearm up onto her belly either holding it from doing a little jiggle or just trying to cover as much as possible. Smiling as she came forward a few steps.
"Do you still love me?" As if I would have changed my mind about her in the hours she was gone on the date, or maybe seeing her naked again.
"Very much."
"Even though I got really really turned on today? From... Somebody else?" She asked, I would guess her and Nev had had a conversation.
"From Nev?"
"Yes, from making out with her and just... Dating her, sort of publicly." We'd circled the subject of
who
was going to be dating Nev to the outside world.
"Who saw you today?" Their third date some co-worker of Layla's (Nev's roommate and my friend's sister) that somehow knew both of them had seen them out together, not a guarantee she'd understood that it was a date but...
"Mick."
"Well you can't be dating her, I literally told him last night about how happy I am with Nev." Marissa was already nodding.
"I know, we told him that we were just hanging out but..." Sucking on her bottom lip.
"But?"
