AUTHOR = JAX
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I've always been a little shy so when Toby asked me out on a date, I didn't say yes straight away. The more I thought about it the more I knew I wanted to go out with him. Although sweet, he was very assertive with me. On the way home from the pub he stopped the car in a dark lay-by and started to kiss and fondle me. At first it was very pleasant feeling his hand on my breasts, but I knew I should stop him. After a little struggle he re-started the car again and took me home. I lay in my virgin bed, my breasts still tingling from his touch. It had felt so nice, but I knew I should have stopped him.
The next time he took me out it was the same. But this time he managed to undo my blouse buttons to allow his hand inside and onto my bra. It's funny, I wasn't thinking about what he was doing but how I wished I had worn a more sexy bra, not that I owned any of course. By our fifth date I had become used to his hands on my body. I would fight him for awhile but eventually I would allow him access.
He told me one night, just as he dropped me off at home, that on the next Saturday we had been invited to a party. He picked me up at eight and we drove off. I could see he wasn't happy. I had worn my best party dress but somehow he didn't like it. We drove to his sister's house where her husband Bill answered the door; his sister Kathy took me up to her bedroom.
"Now let's see if we can find something for you love, shall we?" she said. "You and me are about the same size."
"T-Thanks," I stuttered feeling very uncomfortable.
"Take that dress off love while I find something," she said and she started to rummage through her wardrobe. "Yes, this should do. Now come on love, if you don't get a move on the party will be over before you get there."
I unzipped my dress and it fell around my ankles.
"God girl, who bought those undies, your Auntie?" she said. I hung my head in shame. "Good thing you can't wear a bra with this dress anyway," she said brightly, "so whip it off and put this on."
With my head still down I unclipped my bra and that too fell to the floor.
"God girl," she exclaimed, "you shouldn't be covering those beauties up. Nicest pair of tits I've seen in a long time."
As quickly as possible I pulled the borrowed dress over my head and I smoothed it down. There wasn't much of it. It barely cover my knickers at one end and the two thin shoulder straps just kept my breasts covered.
"Please, I can't wear this," I complained.
"You look great. Now off you go and have a great time." She pushed me out of the room and downstairs. "Now, little brother, you have a good time and promise to bring Angie here over one night, OK?"
"Okay sis," he agreed and off we went.
On the drive over I kept trying to pull my short dress down a little more but it was just too short. Despite my borrowed dress I had a good time, mostly in Toby's arms dancing and, on the way home, my lack of dress help him to get his hands onto my naked body. Before too long it was bunched up around my waist leaving the rest of me exposed. I couldn't help it, his hand found its way under my knickers and soon my legs just opened up for him. On the drive home I wondered if I was still a virgin. His fingers had entered me and made me have an orgasm. Did that count?
A couple of days later he told me to wear his sister's dress again, plus to put a few things in a bag to change into as we were going to her house for a drink. I felt very exposed sitting on her couch, the short dress exposing my thighs to everyone's gaze. I especially noticed her husband looking at my legs. After a few drinks his sister Kathy grabbed my arm and pulled me upstairs.
"Let's get you to try a few more of my outfits," she giggled. I think she was slightly drunk; I think I was too. Before I could stop her she had unzipped me and my dress was off. "Did I tell you you've got great tits?" she said.
"Yes," I replied, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Here, you put this on," she said handing me a dress, "while I put this on."
Once my head had cleared and I could see again, I saw she was now almost naked herself; she was only wearing the smallest pair of knickers I had ever seen. I couldn't help but look; her breasts were smaller than mine but they stood out straight from her chest.
"Let's go and show the guys," she said and pulled me from the room.
"You two look stunning," said her husband.
"Yeah great," agreed Toby.
"Put some music on and let's have a dance," said Kathy.
Toby came into my arms and he kissed me, the room lights were dimmed and soft music filled the room. I was very aware of how little I was wearing. After a few records Toby left me to dance with his sister while her husband took me into his arms. His hands were all over me. I couldn't say too much so I just kept moving them off my backside. I was happy to have Toby back in my arms again. Eventually, I got home only to discover I was still wearing her dress.
"Come over later," Kathy said on the phone, "Bill's away until late on business."
She picked me up from my front door and she drove back to her place. We sat and chatted over a bottle of wine.
"I've brought your dress back," I said holding up a small bag.
"Good, I've got lots for you to try on. Grab that bottle and let's go," she said.
Again in her room she started to pull dress after dress from her wardrobe.
"Here, try this one," she said holding up a two piece in white. I unzipped my dress and reached for the outfit.
"Bra as well," she said, so that too fell to the floor. "I wish I had your tits. I expect my Bill would too," she giggled.
I felt less uncomfortable this time. There was not much material in the outfit -- very short skirt and a small sun top, my back completely uncovered.
"Very nice." We both giggled, the two bottles of wine getting to us. "Let's find something else," she said.
The second bottle was finished and we both slumped on her bed. We were both only wearing a pair of skimpy knickers. She had insisted I pull on a pair of hers with one of the outfits. The room was spinning and I felt her hand squeeze my breast.
"God, what tits," she said, her hand moving from one to the other. I knew I should stop her but I didn't have the strength. "My brother's a lucky guy getting to play with these," she giggled. "Has he fucked you yet?"
"W-What, no," I stammered at her direct question.
"Silly fucker," she said, "I'll bet you're gagging for it by now."
"W-What, no," I said again.
"Tell you what, let us girlies have some fun without those horrible men," she said. I felt her mouth come down onto my nipple.
"No please," I managed to get out, but she was just like Toby, she just carried on.
"I've got this little toy you're going to just love," she said. I felt her pull my knickers off and something cold touched my thigh.
"Please no," I mumbled. Just then a small buzzing noise started and something touched me between my legs. It made me jump. "Oh," I said, and then the cold thing between my legs started to make me hot.
"Didn't I tell you? You love it, don't you?" she whispered in my ear.
"Oh no," I managed to say when it entered me, making my hips jerk.
"That's right baby," she cooed, "you enjoy yourself."
I couldn't help it. It was as if my body had taken over my brain. My hips were jerking wildly now and soon I felt the heat from my orgasm wash over me.
"There, that was nice, wasn't it?" she giggled. "Just wait a sec, I've got something else you're going to love."
She left me then, leaving me naked on her bed. I heard a drawer open and close and then she was back with me.
"Here it comes, my little one," she whispered and I felt something hard push into me. I felt her weight on top of me now and she thrust her hips at me. "Is that nice?" she whispered into my ear.
"Oh yes," I said, my own hips pushing back at her. I was totally lost now. The heat was again building within me and again my orgasm washed over me.
"Yeah, you and I are going to have lots of fun," she said giving my bust a squeeze. "I can't wait until Bill comes home. He's just going to love sticking into you."
"W-What, no please," I stuttered.
"Now look here, my little dildo slut," she thrust her groin hard at me causing the rubber dick to push into me even more, "this body of yours," her hand moving over my exposed flesh, "now belongs to me. Do you hear me?"
"Please no," I started to cry.
"Your tears won't save you, slut," she laughed. "Now it's time for you to make me come."
She manhandled me between her legs, removing the straps that held the dildo in place.
"Now slut, lick me." She pushed my head down onto her groin.
"Now there's a sight a guy loves to see when he comes home," her husband Bill said from the doorway.
"Hi lover," called out Kathy, "I've got a little prezzie for you."
"So I see," his voice thick with lust.
"Oh no please," I begged, but my legs were pulled roughly apart and I felt his thingie enter me.
"Go on, fuck the slut hard," I heard Kathy say.
"God, what a body," he muttered as he thrust hard into me, and for the third time my orgasm washed over me.
"So give's a kiss for being such a loving wife," she said and they kissed.
His thingie was still inside me and I could feel it becoming limp. On no, what had happened? For sure I wasn't a virgin now. Was I raped or does me having an orgasm make a difference? It was all so confusing.
THE END
