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Five, ten, fifteen, twenty... Sierra felt herself grin as she finished counting the tallymarks etched on her tanned lean forearm. Twenty shots, taken one after the other after the other just the night before. Not even the night before. As she recalled, she'd arrived home at around one am, and now, judging by the fuzzy red LEDs on the bedside alarm clock, it was barely eight am. She wasn't even hung over.

She rolled over and found herself face to face with Rachel. Her roommate, her classmate, and her lover.

The two could barely be more dissimilar. Whereas Sierra was tall, lean, and bronzed with straight raven hair, Rachel was barely average height with a curvy figure, fair skin, and wavy brown hair. Apart from that, Rachel was--even Sierra had to admit it--an almost absolute nerd. It was a wonder that she had come out as lesbian. Come to that, it was wonder that she'd ever left her room, where her Xbox and homework were.

But she had after a triumphant exam night, and she'd gone to a bar. It had taken precisely one Jack and Coke to get her so drunk that it had fallen to her almost-kinda-sorta-not-really-friend Sierra to take her home. So she'd taken her up to her door, up to her bedroom, into her bed even--and then, it hadn't been Sierra who had started to get hot and heavy. It had been Rachel.

Sure, Sierra had had her share of fun with girls before. But what Rachel could do with her tongue when she was properly motivated knocked anything a guy could do out of the park. Plus, she had double D cup breasts, which beat even an eight inch cock any day of the week--

Wait a second. Double D cups? Really?

The comforter had pulled back, giving Sierra a bust-up view of her girlfriend. And despite the temptation to simply lay there and admire that soft, perky, big chest of hers, barely restrained by a tank top that was straining to its very limits, Sierra did a quick mental calculation. C was three inches, D was four, and DD was five... she reached out a slid her dainty lithe hand into the cleft between her partner's breasts.

Six inches. No, more than that.

With a flash of jealousy, Sierra decided to wake Rachel up in the best way possible. She suddenly and none too gently groped the sleeping brunette, sinking her fingers into that perky soft titflesh rather deeply and cupping her palms against the soft concealed nubs of Rachel's nipples. She heard a startled shriek, but only just, as she drew up to her lover's chest and planted a rather bright red hickey just below her neckline, right against her cleavage.

Well, Rachel certainly was awake now, Sierra thought, but she still had the element of surprise and the advantage of strength and size. It was no challenge for her to straddle her lover, and, grinning, continue to grope her until Rachel's surprise had turned to embarrassment had turned to soft protested moans. Only then did she stop. If they started to go at it now, they'd be at it for the rest of the day.

"Morning, Rach," Sierra said playfully, her hands still on her lover's firm chest. "How's the hangover?"

"Terrible," Rachel groaned. She was still blushing and flustered as she put on her glasses. "And worse now that I've been woken up with a sexual assault. Sierra, you can't keep doing this to me," she pouted.

But that just made the tan girl laugh and give her straight black hair a toss. "Oh, come on," she said. She slid down so that she was laying down on top of Rachel. Their faces were just inches from each other and their chests were resting directly on top of one another.

Sierra was a rather stacked girl, if she did say so herself, but her D cups were dwarfed by Rachel's double Ds. Well, more like Es, if her estimation was correct. She bit back another flash of jealousy and stroked through her lover's hair, before kissing Rachel softly on the lips.

"You know you like it," she cooed. "Besides, it's not my fault that you're a one drink girl."

"D-don't say that," Rachel complained, biting her lip and breaking eye contact. "It's... alcohol efficiency, that's what it is. I only need a little bit to get a nice buzz."

"Right, right," Sierra said. "Then why is it that I was the one taking you home last night? Wasn't the whole idea to get you laid with a guy, at least once in your life?"

To that, Rachel had no answer. So Sierra sighed and rolled off of her partner. Together they made their way into the bathroom and began to prepare for the day, brushing their teeth, stroking their hair, never quite dressing. Sierra remained in the sports bra she'd worn to sleep, whereas Rachel was still to groggy to change out of her stretched tanktop if she wanted to.

It really was a shame that she hadn't yet slept with a guy, Sierra thought. As for last night's performance... now that she thought of it, Rachel had absolutely drained her Jack and coke, knowing full well what would happen to her if she did. She'd gotten close to a few guys, and kissed one or two, but that was about that. Things hadn't gotten any further than that.

Maybe men scared her, Sierra thought, looking at her lover's soft, delicate figure. Maybe she needed a man who was less aggressive, and, well, less hunky than the men she'd tried the night before. Or maybe she just needed a helping hand.

Sierra blinked. Maybe she just needed a helping hand...

(Please have your character receive a simple text from Sierra that his sister would like to see her, and send him over to their place, up to the door even.)
 
A young man laid in his haphazardly strewn bed as he slept rather soundly. This was Kail, who just so happened to be Rachel's younger brother by a small handful of years. He lived about...two floors up from his elder sister and was actually rather well off as he was a computer engineer. Odds were he made more money than most other people in the building, including the apartment lord or whatever they are called. Luckily, today was one of his few days off and so he was going to try and sleep in a little bit.

Kail was around 20 years of age with his 21st in a couple of weeks. Like one would expect, he was tall and lanky and generally rather skinny. Short chocolate brown hair adorned his head while a pair of opal coloured eye sat back in his head, though obviously were covered up by his eyelids. He kept himself rather clean shaven for the most.

Despite trying to sleep in, the universe wasn't content in letting a young man of any measure sleep in as his phone gave a small buzz before the ringtone for a text rang out. Letting out a low groan, he flipped over and tried to find solice in sleep once more. The occasional beeps from his phone to tell him that he had a message kept him up.

Grabbing his phone off of his bed side desk, he looked at it groggily. Surprisingly it was Rachel's girlfriend, Sierra, asking to come over as Rachel need to speak with him about something. He texted back that he'll be over in a bit before he headed into the bathroom to take a shower.

It surprised him when Rachel revealed to the family that she was a lesbian and while it surprised him, it did make sense. She'd never been comfortable around men besides himself and their father. Anyways, their parents were both surprised by the reveal, though after a few moments to allow it to sink in, they were accepting of it to some degree.

After a quick shower and other stuff, he quickly got dressed in a pair of nice fitting slacks and a button up polo shirt. Even if he was just going two floors down, he liked to be presentable. He closed and locked his door to his apartment and got to the stairs before pausing, rushing back to his door and checking that it was locked before heading downstairs. Reaching the apartment the two women shared, he knocked twice before waiting for someone to answer.
 
The door was shut. Then it was open. Then a tanned hand reached out and grabbed for Kail's tie. Finding none, it grabbed his collar instead and yanked him inside rather sharply. And then the door was shut again.

That was Sierra in a nutshell. She was the kind of girl who got what she wanted, and when she didn't get it, she took it. She'd never been particularly unkind to Kail, far from it, but his wealth didn't dazzle her as it did most people. Sure, he got a nicer apartment all to himself, but so what? The poor kid had probably never seen a pussy that wasn't pixelated. That, and despite that he was still lean and lanky and relatively tall... Sierra still had an inch or two on him.

Her fingers had brushed against his chest as she had hauled him inside. That alone told her that his was a lifestyle of many Hot Pockets and not so many pushups. This made her give him a sort of disappointed, sighing look... but then again, at least he was in decent shape and not entirely bad looking. That was more than she could have said for half of Rachel's beaus the previous night. In lieu of other options... he'd do.

Sierra spent a moment steering him to the couch. It was then a simple matter for her to firmly shove him into a seated position. She'd spent half of her life swimming and the other half doing MMA, and this gave her the sort of build that made her beautiful--and deadly. Perhaps more deadly than beautiful when one's arms made lo mein noodles look buff.

"When I text you next time, try to get here a little faster, eh?" she sighed. But she rolled her eyes and smiled to show that she was just kidding, and then sat down next to Kail.

Right next to Kail, really. They were so close that their arms were touching, and the soft curve of her breast might have nudged against his bicep once or twice. Or more.

"So, I guess you're wondering why you're here," she finally said. "The truth is that Rachel has a... problem, that you might just be able to solve. If you can measure up, that is." She giggled once, touched her lips to his cheek, and promptly stood up.

Heading to the kitchen, she said that she had forgotten to take the measuring tape out of a storage cabinet. The truth was that it was an excuse to bend over right in front of Kail, showing the generous toned curves of her bubble ass to him. She had broad hips, but more than that, she worked out--but more than that, that booty of hers was tight but thick at the same time. If she ever made a twerking video and posted it online, she'd likely break the internet even more thoroughly than Kim Kardashian had.

And then she was looking at him over her shoulder and winking, as if she knew exactly what he was looking at. As if she expected it--and wanted it.

She turned around with a seductive sashay of her hips and then pressed the measuring tape into Kail's hands. When he simply looked up at her in confusion, she arched a brow at him.

"Well, come on, kid," she said. "Whip it out." But she couldn't possibly mean... what it seemed like she meant. Could it?
 
Kail blinked when a hand that very clearly belonged Sierra reached out the door and began grabbing for a tie. Normally, his work attire consisted of a long sleeve button up shirt and a tie. A low grunt came from him when she finally grabbed his collar and yanked him inside. He didn't question her at the moment as she began to drag him down the hall toward the living.

If Kail had to be honest, he'd never even had a girlfriend, much less had sex. He never found a woman that slightly interested him, though Sierra certainly did. She was tall, fit, well toned, well breasted, and very blunt. He probably would've asked her out at some point...if she wasn't a lesbian and dating his older sister.

When she gave him a slightly disappointed look, he returned it with a confused look of his own. Despite being...not all that social, he wasn't out of shape or anything. A high metabolism kept him well fit and rather lanky. Though, he didn't diet or exercise or anything.

Another low grunt came from him when she pushed him down on the couch. She was being a little pushy that day, but he wouldn't expect anything. "I'm sorry, I just woke up and I like to take a shower after I wake up." He told her with a sarcastic tone before smiling back at her. The occasional feel of her breast just barely nudging his arm did catch his attention but he didn't say anything or really react to it.

When she began to speak, he perked up before his eyes widen at Sierra saying that Rachel had a problem of some sort. "Wait, what? Is something wrong with her?" He quickly asked, his voice slightly worried and honestly confused by the rather flirtatious way that Sierra was acting. He watched her with a confused look as she got up and headed over to the storage cabinet, his eyes went her all too gorgeous ass and stared at it for a few moments. Nothing got a rise out of him quicker than a well fit woman with such a plump and tight ass and thighs. When she looked back at him, he blushed at the wink and looked away until she approached him.

Kail gave her a confused look as she handed him the measuring tape before raising an eyebrow at her words. He'd only heard such things in pornos and honestly on the internet. She couldn't possibly mean to whip out his dick, could she? He thought she was only into women. "Umm...what..what do you mean, Sierra?" He asked with a confused and conflicted tone.
 
Really? He didn't understand her? Really? Sierra stared at him for a moment, before simply sighing and shaking her head.

"You're killing me, Kail. Although... I guess you're nervous." That seemed to make sense. The poor fellow did seem to be a bit flustered and a lot confused, and he was looking at the measuring tape in his hands like he didn't know how to use it.

Then again, he probably didn't. Any tool that wasn't a digital tool probably mystified him.

"Alright, then," Sierra said, slowly standing up directly in front of Kail. "Then you can measure me first."

She turned around in a slow and rather seductive manner, considering the way she licked her lips, and then faced Kail over her shoulder. Guiding his hands with hers, she had him open the tape measure and press one end to her hip. This she held in place as they began to wrap the tape around her thick, wide tight feminine ass until it was spread across the thickness of her butt and touching the other end of the tape measure.

Then, still looking at him over her shoulder, she began to bend over. Every moment she got a little farther, and every movement seemed to give her ass a few more inches. At last she was nearly touching her toes and Kail was blatantly blushing, staring directly at her ass with his hands very nearly groping her. Just to tease, she ground her hips from side to side a few times, making it harder for him to get an accurate measurement.

"Well?" she said. "How much am I?"
 
Kail did get what she most likely meant, but he wanted to clarify what she meant. It wasn't everry day -- or ever for that matter -- that a woman asked him to whip out his dick, especially one who he thought liked burying her face between the thighs of his big sister.

"Nervous and confused." He murmured admittingly, really unsure what to do at the moment. It wasn't because of the measuring tape, hell, he probably knew how to use it better than her. He was a computer engineer after all. He built and made computers for a living, so it required him to know how to use tools and the such.

Then Sierra started acting...seductive he guessed the right word would be. So would be flirtatious. Her movements were very clearly meant to entice, as were her words. As she placed his hands on her ass and forced him to wrap the measuring tape around the very beautiful buttocks. She was close enough at this point, he could probably lick the sweat off his those glorious clothing clad cheeks. Swallowing hard, he tried to concentrate on measuring her instead of her ass in general. It was a hard feat considering sshe was just slowly switching her hips back and forth.

"About forty-five inches, give or take. I might be able to get a more accurate measurement if you weren't moving your hips." Kail told her before letting out a sigh. "Sierra, do you want me to take out my penis and measure it? Is that what you wanted me to do?" He asked rather bluntly before briefly running a hand over her ass before pulling away with the measuring tape.
 
Sierra tossed her hair over her back and stood up slowly, still looking at him over her shoulder.

"Do I have to spell it out for you? Or are you still nervous?" she said, when he didn't do as he was told. He didn't seem to be blushing anymore, but then again, he wasn't exactly unzipping his pants as she'd told him to...

Sierra sighed. Then she turned to face him head on and slid her hair into her hands, moving closer to him still, until she was standing directly between his spread legs. Her lean toned belly was inches from his chest, and she'd moved so close to him that he had very nearly been forced to motorboat her. With her hands on her hips, she stared down at him and sternly ordered him to measure her chest, and do it on the double, too. And this time, she wouldn't hold the tape up for him, he'd have to do it himself.

(Measurement should be about 40 inches across her breasts)
 
"Well, no and yes. I just thought you were...a full on lesbian. Never thought you'd even want to see my dick...or any dick for that matter." Kail replied in a rather matter-of-factly tone. Her attitude was confusing and making him a bit nervous. Was this why she wanted him to come over? Did she want him to have sex with her? Was his sister even home?

By the time he knew what was happening, Sierra was ordering to measure her chest in a rather stern tone and said chest was inches from his face. After getting over his stunned state, he quickly wrapped the measuring tape around her chest -- his hands glancing over her plump breasts for a few moments as he did so -- before getting an accurate measurement of her breasts.

"About forty inches for your chest measurement." Kail told her before letting out a low sigh.

Pulling away from her, he began to quickly undo his pants before pushing them down with his boxers and revealing something rather surprising for someone like him. A rather large flaccid uncut cock flopped free with a pair of balls easily large enough to accommodate such a large phallus. In addition, he had very little pubic hair. Grabbing the cock, he carefully measured both the length and thickness before looking up at Sierra.

"About ten inches long by four inches thick," Kail told her before adding. "Flaccid."
 
"I'm proudly bisexual, thank you very much," Sierra replied. "It's just that your sister happens to be a better lay than any other guy I've ever been with, by far."

She then fell silent as she stepped back and crossed her arms, watching as he disrobed himself, pushing his pants and boxers down at the same time to reveal a... a... ooh. Sierra had assumed that he was five inches, maybe six at best, given his height. If someone had told her that he was seven, she'd have arched a brow; eight and she'd have laughed, but this... this...

Fortunately, she had complete control of her facial expression, which remained neutral, sullen even, as if she wasn't looking at the eighth wonder of the world: a super-hung nerd who didn't even seem to realize how huge he was. Ten by fourteen, flaccid? With matching billiards sized balls? That was--that was--

Sierra cleared he throat.

"Hmm. Adequate," she said. "Maybe. Sorry, but I'll have to check myself before I'm sure if you pass the test." With that, she began to sink to her knees before him, staring at his cock. She still couldn't believe that it was real.
 
"Ah, that explains it and makes sense." Kail murmured while lightly scratching his chin. He'd always assumed that Sierra was a full lesbian, though it would make sense at some measure that she was bisexual.

When he revealed his genitals to his elder sister's girlfriend, Kail watched her with curious eyes, taking note of her expression. He knew he was pretty big, but couldn't guess just how big he was. For a split moment, he thought he saw a spark of surprise on her face, but figured it was just a trick in the light as she easily kept a neutral expression.

When she cleared her throat and spoke, he frowned a bit at her words but nodded and shifted forward more on the couch before spreading his legs wide enough to give her access to his large cock and balls. He'd never had a woman this close to his genitals before and was admittedly even more nervous and flustered now. He just hoped that he passed whatever test this was.
 
She drew her face close tho his member, and that mean that she could feel the heat off of it from the sheer amount of blood pumping through it alone. He smelled... masculine, but not overwhelmingly so. In fact, it was pretty clear to her that he smelled like a boy who was becoming a man, and a Hell of a man at that. Even flaccid his ccok was covered with throbbing little veins; when it got hard she could only imagine how sexy it would be.

Shamelessly, Sierra wrapped her hand around his dick and stroked it twice, just to see how he'd react. He was heavy and warm and smooth, and when she peeled back his foreskin to lick around his cockhead once, she noticed just how clean he was too. Excellent.

Then she lifted his cock up to examine his heavy dangling balls, resting softly on the sofa. Each was almost entirely hairless, but she could hear them churning to produce cum--she could even see them pulsating a little from how close she was, and that meant that she couldn't resist giving each of them a single sultry lick.

With his still limp cock resting directly over her head, Sierra looked up at Kail. "You'll do," she said. She then took him into her hand again, and, holding his cock quite firmly, began to lead him toward the bedroom door.
 
Like previously stated a few times before, Kail was quite nervous about what was going on. He'd never had a woman this close to his dick and balls before. It was actually extremely arousing, especially since he was already quite attracted to Sierra. As she examined him, he shifted a bit but nothing more. Kail was very much the type of man that kept very part of his body clean so Sierra would find every bit of his dick equally clean. It didn't help that he'd just taken a shower as well.

When her had wrapped around his dick and gave a few strokes, a soft groan came from the young man. And when she licked at his heavy, cum-filled testicles, a shiver ran through his body However, it was going to take more than a couple strokes and a few licks to get the young man hard, evident as he was still flaccid in her hand.

Looking back down at Sierra, he swallowed hard at the soft of his cock resting on her face a bit as she looked back up at him. He nodded to her words before grunting as he stood and followed her towards the bedroom by his dick. "So...were going to have sex now?" Kail asked Sierra. "What about Rachel?"
 
"You? Me? Sex? Ha!" Sierra said. "As if." She gave him a yank and opened the bedroom door before ushering him inside. "As for Rachel..."

There she was, on the bed. It seemed like Kail's older sister was simply reclining lazily, too tired to fix the strap of her tank top that had slipped off of her shoulder. Sierra was behind Kail then, and gently pressed him forward, and it was only then that he could see the true state of his sister. Her hands and legs were bound, tied together to the bedposts, and length of cloth was wrapped around her mouth, gagging her. She didn't have her glasses on until Sierra put them on for her, at which point she blinked until her vision cleared, stared at Kail--and then struggled a bit, gyrating her curvy lean body tantalizingly and jiggling her big soft tits a bit.

Sierra knelt on the bed next to Rachel and laughed at Kail's expression. Then she groped at her lover a few times while Rachel simply struggled all the more.

(Let us have Kail get aroused, but shocked and ask what is going on, instead of going right at it)
 
Kail frowned at Sierra's first responses as they approached the bedroom. It was a bit mean-spirited to him, though it was part of her personality. Though again, why would she ask him -- he assumed it was Sierra and not Rachel -- to come here if she didn't want to have sex with him? Was this all some sort of ruse and she was teasing him. That seemed even worse. As he was thinking, Kail barely heard what she said about rather before he tugged him into the bedroom by his dick.

He blinked at the sight on the bed before his mouth fell open in shock. It was...certainly a surprise to see Rachel bound and gagged on the bed. While he was obviously confused, the sight and Sierra's teasing began to take its affect on the poor lad. His cock gave a twitch before it began to slowly grow to a size that either woman probably never thought they'd see.

"Sierra? What is going on? Would you kindly explain why my sister is bound and gagged on the bed?" Kail questioned Sierra as he moved closer to the bed.
 
Sierra just laughed at Rachel's struggles, continuing to feel up that perky soft chest of hers. It was a moment before she realized that Kail had spoken and a moment more before she deigned to answer him.

"Because she wants you," Sierra said. "Right... here."

With that, Sierra viciously ripped Rachel's tank top open, leaving her in a bra that just barely held back her big, soft, swaying, jiggling breasts. The slightest motion made them bounce wonderfully, and Rachel's weak struggles were making them jiggle all over the place. The sight was so captivating that Sierra was distracting from Kail again.

"I see you're hesitating," she observed. "Do you think I'd really bind and gag my girlfriend so that she could get her tits raped by some big cocked stud--I mean, average sized nerd?" she quickly corrected herself.

Then, grinning, Sierra continued. "She wants this. She told me to do this and to get you to come here, because you're the only guy she trusts. You're the only guy she wants to get a taste of these..." With that, she reached behind Rachel's back to undo the strap holding her bra on.
 
Kail wasn't entirely sure how to feel at the moment. There was something about this situation that seemed...off to him. Rachel tied and gagged to a bed, struggle as if she wasn't entirely into the situation at hand. Was Sierra trying to set him up for something. She was a bit of a tease and could be a bit harsh at times, but that would just plain fucked up. However, his train of thought came to a screeching halt when Sierra tore open Rachel's tanktop and revealed those marvelously bouncing breasts that jiggled with every movement that Rachel gave.

Kanon swallowed hard as he moved up along the other side of Rachel. His cock was growing ever bigger. It was now 12-inches in length and only seemed to be getting bigger and harder. It probably didn't help that this was the first time he saw nearly nude breasts first hand.

Listening to Sierra, he stared at her for a few moments. "Well...if she wants this, then I suppose it's alright. I mean, she is struggling quite a bit, but if she really wants this." He murmured as he got up on the bed next to his older sister. "Soooo...what first? Paizuri like you suggested?" He asked while looking to Sierra again.
 
Rachel shook her head no, pulling against her restraints, but Sierra just ginned and undid the strap of her bra. This she tossed directly into Kail's face, and when he finally pulled it out of his sight, Sierra was lightly kissing at the corner of her lover's mouth.

She opened her eyes, then, and lifted one hand to motion for Kail to approach. She then resumed what she had been doing: playing with Rachel's soft nude breasts, gently massaging and fondling them, one in each hand. For the moment, she didn't play with her lover's nipples, not yet, instead she focused on teasing Rachel so much that her body arched and squirmed in pleasure, and the remains of her tank top bunched up under her considerable chest. Her breasts really were very erogenous indeed.
 
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