I'm nineteen years old and my sister is fifteen. For the past year she'd been dating a butch lesbian girl, a year older than herself.
I've always been turned on by butch lesbians. The more masculine the try and make themselves, the more I want to fuck them. And Jennifer, my sister's gf is pretty masculine. She's short and athletic, with six pack abs and good sized biceps for a chick. She keeps her hair shaved close to the scalp and dresses in sleeveless t-shirts (sometimes in wifebeaters) and baggy shorts and hightop basketball shoes.
Well, this weekend I invited my sister and Jennifer to my apartment to kick back and party. I claimed I also invited a few more people (I didn't). When the phantom guests no showed I just suggested we drink the booze and share the weed I had and watch some scary movies. They agreed. It's not like they had anything better to do.
So Friday we got totally wasted. So much so I backed off giving them rides back home. They live in the country on the outskirts of town, I live in town near the community college I attend. Jennifer was already out like a light on the living room couch and my sister was dozing. I helped my sis up and carried her back to my bedroom.
After laying her down on my bed I leaned down and kissed her. She smiled and krinkled her nose up. Sis and I used to fool around when we'd been younger. Just little kids playing doctor. We hadn't done anything like this before, but we'd flirted before.
She was hot, I thought. Short, dark haired, brown eyed, slender with small, perky tits and a cute little rear end. I kissed her again and tried to slip my tongue into her mouth, she giggled and turned her head. Nuh uh, she teased. I smiled and planted little kisses on the side of her face and neck and ear. My hand slid beneath her shirt and moved across her flat tummy.
"Come on sis," I sighed. "I'm so hard it hurts."
She didn't reply. She was out cold. Guess she couldn't hold her liquor.
I undressed her and shrugged out of my own clothes. I knew she was on the pill, so I didn't bother putting on a condom. I spat in my hand and slicked my cock up and mounted her, slipping inside of her tight bald pussy. She moaned slightly, then relaxed. I began pumping my hips at a slow, steady pace while nibbling and kissing her neck. After a minute I increased my pace making my bed springs squeak. When I came I shut my eyes and groaned. I shot a big load inside of her tight little box. Finished, I rolled off and dressed her again, then went to the kitchen and pigged out. Sex always made me hungry.
By the time I'd scarfed the last of the pizza and drank a couple Coke's, I was horny again. I decided it was Jennifer's turn. I went to the couch and tried to rouse her. No good, she was out of it. Good, I thought. I slid her shirt off and undid the sports bra she wore. Two huge tits popped out, surprising me. I'd never known Jenn was so well endowed. She'd been hiding it all this time under that tight bra. I squeezed her heavy breasts and ran my thumb around her pink nipples. I pulled her shorts down and looked at her snatch. She was a redhead and had a small bush of dark red pubes. I wanted to fuck her, but it would be hard on the couch, so I unzipped my jeans and pulled her over onto my lap, where I slipped my cock into her mouth and mouth fucked her while she dozed. I pulled out and came on her face, then laid her back down. Eventually I cleaned her up.
After scoring with her and sis, I watched a cheesy B horror movie called Candy Stripers on Netflix and then crashed on the living room floor.
This morning, neither of them had any clue.