“You have statuesque legs, Kylie,” I say as my hands glide upward on her thighs.
“Thank you, Brandon,” she says, smiling seductively. Not to be outdone by Alex, she not only spreads her legs but bends her knees just enough to rub her barely covered pussy against my hands. It’s subtle and I don’t think anyone else notices but her smile is unmistakably an invitation. Instead of moving my hands away, I press the edge of my index finger firmly against her pussy lips pushing the damp material of her thong into the opening.
“Very nice, Kylie,” I whisper referring to the outline of her swollen lips with the bit of material caught between them.
“Mmm hmm,” she nods as I slowly slide my hands back down her other leg.
Moving on to my sister, I kneel in front of her and my nostrils flare at the delicious smell of her aroused pussy. I didn’t imagine the wet spot earlier or if I did, it has definitely increased since then.
“My legs, Brandon,” she prompts as I just stare at the center of her damp thong. The wetness has made the material almost transparent and I am mesmerized by the contours of my sister’s pussy behind the small triangle of material.
“Sure, sis,” I respond, looking down as I wrap my hands around her ankle. I relish the softness of her skin as I move my hands up her shapely legs. My sister reflexively spreads her legs as my hands reach the pinnacle of her thighs. Fuck! This is my fucking sister! But still, I look her right in the eyes as my hands deliberately linger against the small purple triangle. Lauren’s eyes go wide and she sharply inhales as I lightly move my finger back and forth across her pussy lips.
“Your legs are very sexy, Sis,” I say, after clearing my throat so I can talk. Lauren doesn’t even answer. She just stands there as I breathe in her intoxicating scent and slide my hands down her leg. I take a deep breath and stand up to address the group.
“You all have very sexy legs,” I start out diplomatically. “But one of you has such long shapely legs that every guy who looks at her has to be imagining them wrapped behind his back. Kylie, you have the sexiest legs!”
“Thank you, Brandon,” she says quietly. “And I appreciate your graphic endorsement.”
“My pleasure,” I respond.
“Mine, too,” she whispers, obviously referring to the gentle pussy rubbing.
“I need another beer,” I announce, as the girls stand there anxious to see how we proceed to the final event. As I’m getting my beer I decide to just go for it. Either they’ll bare their pussies or they won’t. Either way it’s been a hell of a night already.
“Ladies,” I say as I march back into the room. “Time for the final event. They appear to be a little less nervous than I expected and they are glancing at each other like they’ve cooked up something while I was in the kitchen.
“Take off the thongs,” I say.
“We’ll take off our thongs if you’ll take off your shorts,” Kristina announces while the other girls nod knowingly. So this is what they were up to.
“It’s only fair,” Kylie adds. I look at Lauren who gives me an almost imperceptible nod. This is what I wanted anyway. The evening has just changed course. We are no longer engaged in a simple judging who’s sexier contest but are playing “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.”