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Ethan has a new girlfriend named Molly, but she has trouble handling his oversized equipment. He breaks her in slowly, to give her time to adjust. Molly has a younger sister named Brandi, and she is all over her big sister’s new boyfriend.

Ethan has trouble trying to resist when Brandi teases him and flirts with him and comes on to him. Molly and Ethan set a trap to scare Brandi with the size of his enormous cock, but when the trap backfires, Ethan winds up with two sizzling hot young women to satisfy.

Ethan waited patiently on the sofa, desperately wishing Molly would
hurry up.  Brandi, Molly’s younger sister, was going to bore him to
death with her endless stories about the crushes she and her friends
had on all the boys in her class.  He didn’t necessarily believe any
of it but he listened politely, anyway, as she bragged about the
number of boys she had kissed.  Ethan merely smiled and nodded.

Brandi was very much unlike her older sister.  Whereas Molly was
reserved and quiet, Beth was outgoing and talkative, more like any
thirteen year old girl.  She had that angular, bony awkwardness that
most girls her age had, but she had the beauty and grace that she and
Molly shared with their mother.

Nodding his head as he listened, Ethan glanced down at Beth’s bare
legs, which she continually crossed and recrossed.  Their pale, white
skin looked smooth and soft.  She was wearing a cream blouse with a
short plaid skirt, white ankle socks and plain sneakers.  Every now
and then when she crossed her legs her skirt flipped up and exposed
her white cotton panties.  He felt an anxious twitch in his pants and
placed his clasped hands over his lap to hide his growing interest. 
If she didn’t stop coming on to him like this, he thought, he might
have to show her firsthand what it meant to be such a tease.

When Molly was home with Ethan, Brandi would secretly watch from the
stairs as she and Ethan sat side by side on the couch.  Molly always
had her hands busy in Ethan’s lap.  She knew what they were doing. 
Molly was quick to lean down when Ethan was ready to come so she kept
the couch clean.  A blow job always followed Molly’s hand jobs.

But that never seemed to be enough.  Soon after she raised her head,
Molly would be sitting in Ethan’s lap, rocking back and forth and
moving up and down.  Ethan licked her breasts while she did that.  He
really liked kissing Molly, and sometimes he would kiss her between
her legs.  Watching that always made Brandi dizzy.

What she couldn’t believe was the way she saw her sister take him up
her rear the way she did.  It looked so easy for her.  Brandi could
barely get a finger inside herself without it hurting too much.  She
always figured she was a lot like her sister, but that way they were
really different.

She swore Molly loved every second of it, too.  Brandi wished Molly
would go away so she could get Ethan alone for herself.  She wanted
him to be the one to break her in.

“Do you and Molly do it?” she said.

“Do what?”

“You know ... It.”

“No, I don’t know.  What do you mean?”

She put her hand on his thigh, very near the hard lump in his
crotch.

Brandi’s voice was a husky whisper when she spoke.  “You know, it ...
sex.  Do you and my sister ... fuck?”

Ethan lifted her hand off his leg.  “You shouldn’t be asking stuff
like that,” he said.

Undaunted, Brandi pulled her knees up on the sofa, tossed her right
leg over his lap and straddled him.  Her weight settled on his lap and
Ethan felt the warmth of her crotch pressing on his groin.  She rocked
her groin, rubbing her crotch on his hardness.

“What are you doing?” Ethan demanded.

Brandi put her hands on his chest.  Her chest heaved with deep,
excited breaths.  When she sighed, she blew her warm breath over his
face and he smelled the cherry Lifesaver she had been sucking.  He put
his hands around her slim waist to lift her off, but she held firm.

“Will you do it to me, too?  Will you fuck me?”

Before he could protest, Brandi clamped her mouth on his, thrusting
her sweet, sugary tongue deep into his mouth.

For a moment, Ethan kissed her back.  His hands tightened around her
waist, pulling her down on him like he was trying to force himself
into her through their clothing.  Brandi let out a whimper that was
muffled by their locked mouths.

But it was only for a moment. Ethan knew it was wrong and quickly
lifted her light body off and set her on the sofa beside him.  Brandi
opened her mouth to speak, but the sound of Molly’s bedroom door
closing shut her up and she looked away with a pout on her puffy, red
lips.

They both looked to the stairway when they heard Molly coming down. 
Ethan crossed his legs to try to hide the painfully obvious bulge
between them.

“Hi,” Molly said, smiling.  Ethan looked up at her.  She looked so
beautiful, even wearing just a fuzzy white sweater and jeans.  She had
the same, enchanting pink glow that seemed to emanate from her skin
each time they made love.

“Hi,” he said.  Molly glanced at Brandi and Ethan looked at her to
see what she might see in her sister.  He held his breath when he saw
that Brandi’s cheeks were flushed bright red, besides that she was
still breathing hard and her legs were pressed together.

“What’s with you?” Molly said.

“Nothing,” Brandi replied.

“You shouldn’t drink so much pop.  It makes you hyper.”

Brandi gave her a snide look.  “Shut up,” she said, and rushed up the
stairs.  For an instant, Ethan had an image of her jumping on her bed
and shoving her hands in her panties, but it vanished when Molly
spoke.

“You ready?” she said, slinging her purse over her shoulder.

“More than ready,” Ethan said.  He got up and let her lead him out
the door so she wouldn’t be able to see the front of his pants.