“It’s an inside joke,” Colleen said. “Why don’t we finish our drinks, and I’ll tell you; then we can change and go for a walk and a swim in the moonlight.”
“Sounds good,” Don replied, downing the rest of his drink.
Colleen began her story. “For my twenty-first birthday, Barney gave me two presents: one at my party and a private one when he walked me out to my car. He had me open it at the car. It was a bra and panties set, black lace and see-through. The panties were crotchless, and the bra was cut out around the nipples. I asked him if he expected me to model them for him, and he just blushed and said he thought I’d look cute in them. I replied, ‘Wait until you turn twenty-one.'”
“I had my own apartment about a mile from our parents’ house, and by the time Barney turned twenty-one, he also had his own apartment about a mile or so past mine. I purposefully arrived a little late for his party so I could sabotage his car. I pulled the wire out of the distributor cap, not enough to notice but enough so his car wouldn’t start. He had apparently forgotten about his present to me because he wasn’t at all suspicious when his car wouldn’t start and I offered to drive him home.”
“When we got to his apartment, I asked if I could come in for a birthday toast. He said fine, but he only had beer, and I replied that beer seemed appropriate. When we got in, I removed my coat, and all I had on underneath was the bra and panties set he’d given me two years earlier.”
“You see, his birthday’s in November, so I had on my long fall coat. I had worn the bra and panties under my dress, and when I saw Barney start to say goodbye, I went to the bathroom and removed my dress and put it into the hamper. Both of us still used my parents’ laundry facilities so they wouldn’t get suspicious.”
“You should have seen the look on Barney’s face. I told him to strip. I’m sure he thought I’d let him fuck me or something. He almost jumped out of his clothes. I had him sit in the middle of the floor with his legs out for balance, and I started masturbating, pulling my red hairs out of the opening in the panties. ‘You said the last time I saw you naked that you wanted to watch me masturbate,’ I told him. ‘Well, now’s your chance.’ I caressed my breasts with one hand and ran my fingers up and down my clitoris with the other. My panties were cut out and crotchless, so my clitoris was exposed and hard. Barney was staring with his hard dick pointing straight at my crotch. He was a very good-looking boy, but he was a bit of a sissy, and I knew he wouldn’t dare touch me.”
“I told him that when I came, I’d give him a birthday hand job, but not before. After about ten minutes, he was pleading with me, ‘Please sis, let me come, I’ve got to come.’ I told him that I hadn’t even started to come and that he was going to have to wait.”
“Suddenly, Barney’s eyes glazed over, and he told me that he just wanted to come, that he didn’t care about anything else. I saw him get a bottle of lube out from under his bed. He said that he was going to fuck himself in the ass. He didn’t even notice I had a full hard-on and was dripping wet and coming. His ass was already lubed, and he was taking his dick in and out of his ass. I could see the cum starting to ooze out of his ass and down his leg. He was making noises I’d never heard him make before, and then his cum started to squirt out in big gobs. He was bucking on the floor like a bronco and screaming ‘Oh, god, yes!’ He was coming all over the floor.”
“I finished my story, and Don looked at me, his eyes wide. I knew he was hard, but he didn’t say anything, and I didn’t either. I went into the bathroom and took off my dress and put on a swimsuit. It was a skimpy swimsuit, but I knew he would love it. I came out of the bathroom and looked at Don. He was staring at me. I walked to the door and opened it. He followed me out, and we walked down to the beach. The moon was full, and the ocean was lit up. We walked into the water and swam for a bit. He was a good swimmer, but I was better. I swam out a bit farther than he did and then swam back to him. I was on my back, and he was on his stomach. He was looking at my breasts, and I knew he wanted to touch me. I swam a bit closer to him, and he put his hand on my breast. It was a great feeling, but I knew he wanted more. I swam back to the beach and laid down on the towel. He laid down next to me and started to kiss me. I kissed him back, and his hands were all over me. I loved it. I was so turned on.”
“Don,” I said, “I have to tell you something. I lied to you. That wasn’t my brother. It was a friend of mine, and he’s not a boy, he’s a man. And he didn’t cum on the floor. I sucked his cum out of his ass. I love to suck cum out of a man’s ass.”
