~All characters are at least 18 years of age at the time of sexual interaction. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
This is part two of a series, delving deeper into the growing attraction between three siblings. Don't want to get too deep into tags (feel free to check them out if you'd like), but some deeper fetish material is presented in this part. Also, this installment does favor one twin a bit more, not entirely intentional, but not any particular indication towards favoritism, just the way it shaped out. Thanks for all the kind words in the comments and be prepared for more to come in this story and potentially others if I can get them wrapped up and approved as well.
Chapter 10:
At the breakfast table the next day, we chatted casually. The girls carried on about some school happenings while I got lost in my own thoughts.
I tried not to dig too deeply into the thought that what we were doing was socially unacceptable. My mind understood all the reasons, but it fought against itself. I wondered, shortly, if we had grown up together, would I still be able to rationalize it all as, okay?
I did know one thing. One thing that stood above the concerns and worry. Never, in my life, had I wanted not to fuck something up as much as this.
The first couple of months I grew to love them quickly, as sisters. That had grown and reshaped. I simply loved them now. Simply, but absolutely.
"What are you smiling about?" Kat teased.
"How much I love you two," I replied sincerely.
"Aww," they said together. Kat followed, "We love you too."
Lina nodded, "Mhmm."
"Since you love us so much," Kat started, "Can you take us dress shopping today?"
I tilted my head a bit, doing my best to recall what I could of the previous conversations. "Oh," I gathered, "for prom?"
"Mhmm," Kat replied.
"You want a ride to the store?" I offered.
"Maybe a bit of an audience too," Lina said seductively.
"About prom," Kat snapped me out of a daydream, "Will you take us?"
"I would love to," I said reflexively, adding, "Don't you think people might..." I let my words trail off.
Lina tilted her head cutely, "People might what?" She continued, "Think you're a heroic big brother who took his dateless little sisters to the dance?"
"I have to imagine you were asked," I joked, "I mean, look at you two."
They looked at each other as Kat replied, "We were asked."
"We said no," Lina answered.
"Then I will be the luckiest guy there."
Their smiles shined brightly at my reply. Kat mumbled softly, "May get lucky too."
"Mhmm," Lina replied.
***
The trip to the dress shop was much more PG than, I think, any of us intended. The hawk-eyed attendant didn't leave the room outside the stalls for a moment. Her eyes were a bit judgmental until the twins called me their brother.
Their fashion show took about an hour. They truly looked great in everything, and I gave my honest opinions. They made up their minds. Kat picked a little deep red dress. It had thin little straps over the shoulders and fit her breasts snugly. The space in between was a little bit sexy, but still classy. It flowed down nicely, hugging her form a bit before flaring out just above the knee.
Lina's pick was a pale peach color. The neck had a slight v to it leading to finer width straps. It hugged her sensually to the high point of her hip when it flared out. It stopped at the knee, with a little bit of a wave to the hem.
They thanked me with hugs and a kiss on the cheek while we looked at shoes. They found a pair the same heels, one pair in black and another a light pink. They swapped them back and forth, each trying them on. Satisfied, Lina picked up the pink pair and Kat took the other.
We settled our accounts, had a light lunch out and returned home.
***
"We got our admissions letters in the mail today." They smiled.
Kat added, "We got in!"
"Congrats," I offered with a hug. "I'm really glad you're staying close."
"Us too," Lina offered while Kat nodded.
"Why live in a crappy dorm when you can stay at home," Kat joked.
"Don't get me started on crappy dorms," I teased.
"Oh?" Lina searched.
"I had this roommate freshman year," I paused unsure of whether or not I should tell them. Their smiles asked me to continue. "You know the whole sock on the door thing?" They nodded, "Well, let's just say that every day I came home from class, I was met with one."
Kat shrugged, "So."
"No one other than him was ever there when I waited around for the door to open."
They chuckled as Lina made a motion with her hand like throwing dice, "A little, ur ur ur," she squeaked.
"We seem to have a similar problem here," Kat teased me.
"Is it really a problem though," Lina bantered. They had a short laugh.
"Would you mind us having a couple friends over after the dance to celebrate?" Kat asked.
"Fine with me," I replied.
"Would you mind us having a little," she mimed drinking.
"A little?" I asked. They nodded, "Make sure they have someone that can give them a ride home, or they can stay here."
Lina made a faux shocked gasp, turning to her sister with a hand covering her mouth, "Four cute girls in the house, how will he control himself?"
Kat laughed and I cut in, "I'll manage."
"Mhmm," Kat's tone was just a bit sarcastic.
***
The morning of their prom, we went for a run. We dressed and made our way out. They were absolute knockouts in their dresses. I told them so in different ways on the way. Like the dress shopping and the run before, the prom itself was pretty PG.
We had a great time as we moved through the essentials. Professional pictures were taken of the three of us, many more on camera phones throughout the night. I took a few as they chatted with their friends.
I met quite a few of their girlfriends. Despite them all having a certain allure, I managed to keep my composure with polite responses. Kat and Lina took me out to the floor for solo dances, returning after to the other showing pictures on their phone. Lina grabbed my phone from my pocket, handing it to the little redhead in a white and blue trimmed dress, Kim.
They took me out to the floor and we managed a trio slow dance. I saw a few guys giving me looks as they lay their heads on my shoulders. I received a pair of kisses on my cheeks as we returned to their friends. They looked adorable with their sleepily peaceful looks as we scroll through the pictures.
Becca, a taller blonde, barely more than an inch or two shorter than me, asked for a dance. I kept her at a certain distance, despite her attempts otherwise. When we returned, Kim asked as well. She kept a distance on her own during the dance but, on the walk back, her hand cupped a cheek. I jumped slightly. Kat and Lina shot her a look that she didn't notice.
"Gonna have to keep an eye on that one," Lina mumbled to Kat.
"Mhmm," she replied.
Two boys came up to talk with Lina and Kat. They made small talk for a moment. Kim and Becca slid closer.
Becca informed, "Their ex's."
Kim nodded, "Ben and Eric," her fingers point out the black haired and brown haired boys in turn.
"Football players?" I asked.
"Yup, total meat heads." Kim joked.
"The twins broke up with them last year," Becca added.
"They still look smitten," I offered.
The girls laughed then Kim spoke, "Smitten, I like that. How old are you?" she teased.
Becca leaned in with a whisper, "Being smitten didn't stop them from getting handys from Kristen and Nadia a week later."
They left without the dances they came for. The twins returned, looking a little annoyed, but they smiled as they pulled everyone out to the floor for a fast rock song.
We danced as a group for a while as the night winded down. The girls said they were ready to go and the four of us shuffled our way out to my car. Becca and Kim said their parents would pick them up in the morning. I offered them a ride home, but they insisted, mentioning that her parents wanted to pick them up, in some sort of, "make sure they're not with some boys at a hotel," kind of way.
"Having James Bond over here drive us home wouldn't go over so well," Kim joked from the back seat. She and Becca removed their heels, sighing in relief as they stretched out their legs against the backseat.
The twins did the same, making as much use of the front seat as they could. I could smell their perfume as Kat's leg brushed against mine. Outside of the view of the back seat, her hand rested on my thigh, partially on her own in case she was spotted.
Both their dresses had ridden up a bit as they settled into their seats on the drive. Lina poked at Kat's thigh with a fingernail, pushing it up just a bit as they conversed with their friends.
The teasing continued all the way home, where it ended abruptly. I grabbed a couple beers after changing out of the suit. I was planning to make my way downstairs after about an hour, but I was pulled up short by a question.
"Is this you?" Kim asked, pointing at the painting on the front wall.
I pulled up a moment to nod.
"It's good," there was a hint of flirting in her compliment.
