Sally’s Summer Thrill

She ignored it. A few minutes later, she received a Snapchat from him that showed his hard cock. She swiped, saving the pic and wrote back, I'm showing that one to Karen.

Make sure she knows that's me, he wrote back, adding a big smiling emoticon. Maybe she'll send me one.

* * * * *

Sally waited until everyone had left on before she driving to Karen's house. Even though her brother was gone, they still went to Karen's room to hang-out. Sally did her best to play it cool by asking about her Dad.

"What is up with you?" Karen asked, noticing how Sally couldn't sit still or stop smiling.

"Oh nothing," Sally lied, trying to play the innocent and failing yet again.

Karen put down her phone, stared at her friend and asked, "Something happened, didn't it?"

"It happened twice," Sally said, sitting on her bed and squirming with excitement. "Remember last Thursday? Remember how you knew what would happen if you told me the real story?"

"Don't you dare tease me like that," Karen warned with her eyes narrowed into slits. "Because I will get full on naked right this second if your story is going to be that hot."

"You don't have to get naked," Sally said, already squeezing her thighs together and finding it difficult not touching down there.

"Oh-my-God, you're turned on, aren't you?"

"Maybe a little," she said, blushing deeply and wishing they had never masturbated together on Thursday because that made it difficult to control herself.

"Did you see your brother naked?" When Sally nodded, Karen began squirming, too. "Tell me everything and don't leave out a single detail!"

Sally nodded, took a deep breath, and started with how they were watching Games of Thrones and how she pushed back when Scott started joking about his dick. As she told the story, she let it slip that Scott had guessed about Karen and Kent.

"You told him about me and brother?" Karen asked, looking shocked.

"I didn't tell him, he sort of guessed," Sally insisted. "And I can't ever lie to Scott. He can always tell if I'm lying by just looking at me." Karen looked very unhappy. "He's not going to tell anyone," Sally insisted. "Especially not after we did stuff, too."

"Can I tell Kent about you and Scott?"

Sally hesitated for a moment as she felt the situation reversed. "I guess. I mean, if you trust him." It felt so shitty saying that after confessing her indiscretion. "Scott knows I'm going to tell you about him."

"Oh wow," Karen said, looking surprised.

"He has it bad for you," Sally added, hoping that might make it better.

"It doesn't bother him that I mess around with my brother?"

"Ask me after you hear what happened," Sally said with a big grin, ready to launch into the rest of her story.

"Wait," Karen said, holding up her hand. She frowned.

"What?"

Looking very uncomfortable instead of excited, she wrung her hands as she asked, "Did you do stuff with Scott because of me?"

Sally thought about it for a moment. "Maybe, I don't know. I mean, knowing what happened between you and Kent made a difference."

"I shouldn't have told you."

"No! Don't be like that, I'm glad you told me!"

"But you did stuff with your brother because of me."

"I did stuff with my brother because of me," Sally corrected, although Karen didn't look convinced. "I'm serious. I didn't have to do anything with him. I could have heard about you and Kent and let it go." She watched her friend's expression and saw that still wasn't enough. "Are you sorry stuff happened between you and Kent?"

"No," she admitted, staring her hands as she wrung them together in her lap. "I love my brother and I'm not afraid to admit it. I mean, I know I can't ever tell anyone, but I think he's hot and I don't care if that's wrong." She frowned again before woefully adding, "I'm such a pervert."

"Then I'm one, too," Sally stated. "Because I think my brother is hot as hell and I want to be with him again."

"Be with him?" Karen asked, looking up. "How far did you go?"

"We didn't go all the way," she quickly said. "We just did some stuff, that's all. Not too much."

"Should I get naked?"

"It's your room," Sally said, laughing as friend pulled off her top and wiggled out of her bottoms. Unlike the other day, Karen got all the way naked.

"There. Now if you get worked up while you're telling the story, you don't have to be embarrassed about doing anything."

"You're crazy, you know that?" Sally said, still laughing as she tried not to stare at her friend's nudity.

"So, you were watching Game of Thrones," Karen prompted, picking up the story where Sally had left off.

"Right, and he made some joke about his dick because he always acts like everyone wants him and I said if he was so proud of it, why not whip it out?"

"And he did?"

"No," Sally said. "He called me out on asking to see it, though I didn't really ask to see it, I just called him out on his bullshit, you know?" Karen nodded. "But that's what made him start guessing about why I would want to see it. And he guessed because something had happened between you and Kent."

"Did you tell him about us getting naked on Thursday?"

"Oh hell no!" Sally insisted. "He'd think that meant we're lovers or something. There's no way he could hear about us being naked together without think I'm gay or bi or something."

"Is it okay that I'm nekkie?"

"Sure," Sally said with a shrug and a smirk. She picked up her story by mentioning how they had talked about all the incest in that TV show. She explained how Scott started getting hard because of that one actress. "So then, he was like, 'If you want to see me naked, you have to do it because I don't want to be one of those guys who just whips it out in front of his sister.'"

"And you did it?" Karen asked with wide eyes, looking as if she was about to start playing with herself. "Does he have a nice one?"

"Oh-my-God, it's sooo nice!" Sally squealed, feeling flushed and excited. "He's really big, a lot bigger than any of my boyfriends were."

"Like monster sized big?"

"No, not that big, but big," she said, holding her hands apart and trying to give her an idea. "I played with his balls while he jerked off. He's got really nice balls."

Clutching herself, Karen gasped and gaped at Sally. "You touched him? Fuck, that's so hot!"

"That night, I played with his balls until he came," she said with a big smile even as she put a hand between her legs and touched herself.

"Wait, what do you mean when you say, 'That night?'"

"We might have messed around some more on Friday night," she said, squirming and wondering if it would be okay to touch herself, too. It should be, after all, Karen was naked and fingering her pussy, so why should she feel uncomfortable doing something, too?

"Tell me everything," Karen insisted, openly rubbing her pussy.

Something about her open nudity made Sally feel more comfortable about it, too. She undid the front of her shorts as she told her story and snaked her hand inside her panties. That felt good, really good, and she was glad she was doing it. She told how Scott seemed genuinely interested in a repeat performance and how they had talked about it being no big deal if two adults decided to do something together, even if they were related. Then she confessed rubbing Scott's hard cock through his shorts.

"Oh fuck," Karen moaned, working over her pussy fast enough that she was making soft smacking sounds. "Tell me you did it after he took off his shorts."

"Just his balls again," she said, feeling her excitement rising because she knew the next part. "But when he came, I caught his cumshot in my hand."

"No you didn't!"

"And then ate it in front of him," she said, giggling and orgasming at the same time, which felt very strange indeed. "And then I ran upstairs and did this," she said, giving herself one more caress before pulling out her hand. When she picked up her phone, Karen protested.

"Wait, is that the end?"

"Not quite," Sally said, swiping her phone to life. "I'm supposed to show you this and tell you it's Scott." She passed over her phone with his dick pic showing.

"Oh-my-God!" she gasped, immediately clutching her pussy and rubbing it furiously. "IT'S BEAUTIFUL!"

"He's hoping that pic with make you want to send him one, too."

"He's at work, isn't he? Do you know if he checks his phone at work?"

"Constantly."

"Do it," Karen said, standing up. She held one arm across her tits and covered her pussy with her other hand. "Take a pic and send it to him."

"Are you serious?" Sally said, holding up her phone.

"Why not? I'm not really showing anything, am I?"

"I'll really do it," she warned before pressing the shutter on her camera.

"Go for it," Karen giggled and Sally caught her wearing that big smile. Huddled together on her bed, they type a banner across it before sending it as a Snapchat. The banner read, She wants more pics! "How long before he sees it?"

"I don't know," Sally said, marveling at how bold and daring Karen could be. A few seconds later, she had her answer. "Snapchat says he saved it." A second later, she had a text message. Let's see one of you, too. "He wants to see one of me."

"Has he seen you naked yet?"

Sally shook her head. "He touched my tits a little on Thursday night, but that's I would let him do."

"Get naked," Karen told her, taking her phone away.

"I don't want him to see me naked!"

"He won't, not really. Just trust me, okay?"

Sally rolled her eyes, but stripped down. "Now what?"

"Now turn around and face the wall," Karen said. "He wants to see your naughty bits, so we'll just tease him." She took a picture of Sally from behind and all that showed was her bare butt. Together, they composed the banner across it, Your turn!

"Fuck, he saved it," Sally said, looking at her phone when Karen handed it back.

"It doesn't really show anything," Karen reminded her. "Do you think he's going to send you one back?"

"I don't know," she said, wondering if she should get dressed again or just stay naked. "So, did anything more happen with your brother?"

"I want to do more," Karen said, looking cagey.

"How far do you want it go?"

"I don't know. Not all the way, of course, but you're giving Scott handjobs."

"I am not!" Sally protested before she caught herself and smiled. "I'm only helping him a bit."

"Uh-huh," Karen said, picking up her phone, leaning against her pillows, and checking her messages as though it didn't matter one bit that she was still naked. "And he knows you eat cum."

"Do you?" Sally asked, realizing that was something they had never talked about.

"I love giving blowjobs," Karen purred, squeezing her thighs together and wiggling. "I'd do it all the time if I could."

"Yeah, me too," Sally said, blushing at her confession. "Your like the first girl I've met who admits she swallows."

"Why do it if you're not going to swallow?"

"So, this is going to sound crazy, but I sort of hate after you go all the way with a guy and then that's all he wants to do."

"I know, right? I like fucking, but I still want to do everything else, too!"

Sally frowned at her phone as Scott kept pestering her. We were just teasing you! she finally told him just to shut him up. Either that worked or he got busy, because he didn't say anything back. It was just as well, Sally didn't want to think too much about him. Still naked, she began cycling through her social media feeds.

"This is nice," Karen said after several minutes. "I think it's cool that we can hang out naked and it doesn't mean anything."

"It is," Sally agreed. She hadn't forgotten she was naked, she had just stopped caring about it. "Sometimes, when no one else is home, I'll run through the house naked just because I can."

"I do the same thing!" Karen squealed. "It's so fun being naked for no good reason. Sometimes I think I might be a nudist because I like it so much."

"Me too," Sally giggled, once more feeling as if they were cut from the same cloth.

"Let's stay naked for the rest of day!"

"Sure," Sally agreed, squirming because the idea excited her even though she wasn't gay. An hour later, they laughed and giggled too much as they made grilled cheese sandwiches. Karen spanked Sally with the spatula while Sally poked her ass out as if she liked it and wanted more. During lunch, a bit of melted cheese leaked on Karen's left breast and when she scooped it up, they howled with laughter.

Later still, they sat in Karen's living room ignoring the TV while surfing on their phones. Although Karen's living room had two sofas that faced each other, they shared the bigger one. "I think it's hot that we're messing around with our brothers. I know that's really wrong, but for some reason, knowing Kent is my brother makes doing stuff with him that much hotter."

"It's really wrong," Sally said, thinking it through as she talked. "But it's like it doesn't count or something. I mean, if I told a boyfriend I wanted to watch him jerk off, he'd never do it."

"Yeah, boyfriends suck," Karen laughed. "Would you think I was evil if did more with my brother?"

"How much more?"

"Maybe suck him?"

"Stop it," Sally said, feeling a stab of excitement. "You're not going to go down on your brother!"

"Maybe," Karen said, looking turned on by the idea. "It's sexy because he's shaved."

"Stop it," she said again, squirming.

"Why? Are you getting excited?"

"Are you?"

"Maybe," Karen said, rubbing her chest. "You know, you really do have great nipples."

"Cut it out," Sally said, blushing.

"I'm not saying I want to suck on them. I'm just saying you have nice ones, that's all. They're better than mine." She flicked at one of nipples before pulling on it, too. "I bet guys go crazy over your nipples."

"Too much," Sally said, feeling her nipples getting hard. "And they are always so rough on them."

"Mm, I like it sort of rough," Karen said, pulling on one of hers and twisting it a bit. "That makes my pussy tingle. How do you do it?"

"More like this," Sally said, rocking her nipples back and forth. "And this always feels really good." She held her nipple between her thumb and middle finger while gently raking her forefinger across the very tip. That made her shiver with delight. "You're going to make me want to do more."

"It's okay if we do, isn't it?" Karen asked, slipping a hand between her legs and squirming. "Because I like getting off."

"Me too," Sally said, doing the same thing. "And for the record, I like your boobs."

"So does Kent," her friend said, slouching down on the couch and pushing open her legs without being shy about touching herself. "He asked if he could cum on them. I said only if he'd lick them clean and he said he would."

"Oh-God," Sally moaned, enjoying the mental image that created. There was something freeing about spending the day naked with her friend and masturbating together made it even better. "I like kissing guys after they cum in my mouth."

"I like kissing guys after they go down on me," Karen purred.

"That's why I always kiss them after they come in my mouth." They both made soft sounds of pleasure as they played with themselves. Sally used one hand on her nipples, touching herself in the ways that felt best to her while watching how Karen did it, too. For some reason, it didn't feel awkward doing it together.

"Let's always be naked together," Karen suggested with a sly smile. "Even when we're at your house."

"Okay." The idea of being so wanton excited Sally. "What if we could always be naked with our brothers? How hot would that be?"

"I want to see you with Scott." She groaned, rubbing her pussy with greater purpose. "And I want you to see me with Kent, too. I want to suck Kent off in front of you."

"And then kiss him without swallowing," Sally added because the thought excited her.

"I want to see them naked together," Karen gasped. "All four of us!" And that was enough to send Karen over the top. She clutched at herself and rocked with her orgasm, prompting Sally to do the same thing as they stared at each other.

"You're sexy when you get off," she said, wondering if she was blushing or not. She felt too feverish to know for sure.

"So are you," Karen said with a happy smile. "I love hanging out with you. I've never had a girlfriend as cool as you."

"Me neither," Sally said, watching as Karen sucked on one of the fingers that she had used between her legs. "Taste good?"

"I think I do," she said, touching herself and tasting herself again. "You don't ever do that?"

"I do now," Sally said, giving it a try. "Mm, tastes like pussy."

"You should let Scott taste your pussy."

"Stop or I'll have to do it again."

And she might have until Karen pointed out, "Kent will be home soon. I don't think we want him to catch us like this, do we?"

"No," Sally agreed though the thought of that sent another thrill through her. When Karen stood up and stretched, Sally admired her slim body. "People ever mistake you and Kent for twins?"

"All the time!" Karen laughed, heading back to her bedroom and their clothes. "Do you think we look that much alike?"

"Well, you're both blondes and you're both skinny. And you share a lot of the same facial features, too. It's easy telling your brother and sister. People think Scott and I are twins all the time, too."

"That I can see," Karen said, pulling on her t-shirt without bothering with her bra. Because of her pronounced nipples, Sally didn't have that option. "You both have the same sexy bubble butt. His hair isn't as curly, but then it's not as long either. Same eyes. Same nose. Yeah, you two could be twins, except you have nicer tits."

"I'm so glad we're friends," Sally said, hugging Karen and it didn't feel the least bit gay when Karen kissed the side of her face. "I hope Scott doesn't ask too many questions about what we did together, especially about why we were naked together."

"Tell him the truth. Tell him we're always naked when we're together."

If they followed through with Karen's earlier comment, that would be true. Smiling, they made plans for getting together tomorrow at her house.

"If you're going to have more stories about Scott, I might need to bring my toy."

"Do it," Sally said, still curious what kind of sex toy Karen might have. Alone in her car, Sally realized she was still horny. Afraid it had as much to do with just Karen as it did with Scott or the stuff Karen and Kent were doing, she didn't analyze why she was horny. Instead, she enjoyed the pleasant sensation and drove home.

* * * * *

That evening, Sally remained squirreled up in her room until she knew Mom was home. That way she avoided having to answer any awkward questions Scott might have after he came from work. Mom came with take-out for dinner. Sitting across from her brother, she had to deal with his constant, playful smirk. She smirked right back at him, knowing it was killing him as he tried figuring out why the Karen and she had been naked together.

Sally and her mom had a couple TV shows they liked to watch together. After dinner, they sat together in the living room while Scott stayed in his room. "You spend more time looking at your phone than the TV," Mom said.

"I'm still paying attention. It's called multitasking. How was work?"

As Mom went into detail about everything that had happened at work, Sally nodded, reacted appropriately to key phrases, and kept working her phone. As the evening wore on, Scott sent her a text, Feel like messing around tonight?

Maybe, she wrote back, not wanting to come across as needy. Mom asked what she did all day. "Just hung out with Karen."

"She's that pretty blonde from college, right? You two hang-out a lot."