(All fiction. All 18+)
Hey again, I'm still Mary here. Last time I told you all about how after I turned 18, my older twin sisters took an interested in my sexual proclivities, which kind of makes sense given that the three of us are very outwardly feminine looking but very much equipped with penises. Penii? Anyways, they had bought me a fleshlight and lube and then one day asked to watch me use it. I wanna talk about what happened next now.
So, obviously things were a little weird after that. I literally like...plowed a clear fleshlight and sprayed all over my bedsheets in front of both of my sisters. I hadn't seen them even naked ever (or at least as long as I could remember) so it was kind of a one way thing too. But it didn't feel...bad, per se. It was just different.
In the days following, they continued to seem more interested in me than normal. Even just like, asking me how my day was more often, that kind of thing. I kept using the fleshlight in private but now every time I used it, I'd flash back to the memory of pinning it down to my bed in front of them. I could scarcely recognize the person I was in that moment, so bold and performative. I was ready to write it off as a one and done thing, some kind of reminder of the person I can become when I'm horny enough and pushed to it.
Maybe four or five days later, I was in the middle of one of these fleshlight sessions when Lily knocked on my door. She was more of a...leader than Rose, if that makes any sense. Rose would come up and ask what I'm doing and lay her head on my shoulder while I continued whatever it was, while Lily was more the type to drag my on some adventure.
Anyways, I told Lily I was "busy". You know, with audible air quotes. Even though she had seen me doing this days prior...I couldn't bring myself to say it out loud. I could hear her laugh from the other side.
"I figured, I wanted to know if I could come watch again," she said. I froze up and stopped sliding the toy up and down on myself.
"Uhhh, gimme a second to think," I blurted out in response. I had been watching some porn on silent, lesbian rimming. It was hard to find good videos of people that looked exactly like me, so I learned towards either watching transfem porn or lesbian anal stuff so I could at least imagine myself in it even if butt stuff seemed scary. Transfem porn also always had the meanest video titles with weird slurs unless it was super amateur stuff. I guess porn is pretty weird in general and my situation isn't exactly standard.
Anyways (sorry I rant a LOT, I will not be stopping), I quickly minimizes the browser window. Again, looking back, that seems like a funny thing to do if my sister literally wanted to come and watch me masturbate but this was all still very new to me. "Uhhh, you can come in?" I didn't exactly sound confident but I hadn't been able to stop thinking about the last time we did this so I wasn't going to turn her down.
Lily stepped inside, wearing jeans and a baggy black band tee. Lightly made up, her long black hair just the tiniest bit messy today but her iconic bangs still definitively present. I on the other hand...mousy brown hair all messed up, black sweatpants around my ankles, hoodie half pulled up, clear toy wrapped around my member, bare ass cheeks leaving an imprint on my computer chair.
I half grinned and waved jokingly as she opened the door and leaned against the wall. "So, what, were you just using your imagination today? Is that how you usually do it?" I practically gulped at the concept of explaining my masturbation habits to my own family.
"Uhhh, I had a video pulled up, but it seemed rude to leave it going." I scratched the back of my head nervously and laughed.
"Tsk tsk tsk," she muttered, taking slow steps towards me. "Now I'm just even more curious what you were watching. No wrong answers, don't be scared." She smiled at me sweetly before rotating my swivel chair to face the monitor again and grabbing the mouse, her arm pressed against mine as she pulled up my web browser and hit play.
My face went red as this super intense lesbian scene continued, one gorgeous blonde burying her tongue inside this equally gorgeous brunette's asshole, hands slapping and spreading her oversized asscheeks. My cock shot back up, recovering from the nervousness, but I was too shy to actually resume stroking it yet.
"Oh my...how dirty, little sis! You're into this kind of thing, huh?" She let her other hand rest on my shoulder. "Can't say I've seen this exact video, but I definitely get the appeal. Not into boys then, Mary?" Maybe it was an accident but I swear she caressed my neck with her thumb a little bit there.
"N-n-no! I mean yes, I mean...I think I'm bi but I don't really know?" I blurted out awkwardly. This is an easier conversation had with pants on. But the video keeps going. Ass smacking. Hole licking. I had to bite my lip at the sight of it.
"Come on, don't just sit there. I can see how painfully hard you are. Take care of yourself, don't mind me," Lily whispered throatily into my ear. She was pressed into the back of my chair. I had never heard this tone of voice from her before, but it was like my body directly responded to her words without having to go through my brain. I just started squeezing the fleshlight again and dragging it slowly up and down my shaft with a quiet squelch at the top of each stroke. Not like she literally hypnotized me or anything, just like...idk...I knew what to do with her words right away. It's hard to explain. She's a little bit of an authority figure to me, you know? But she doesn't invoke that often.
I wanted to look back at her for approval to make sure I was doing it okay but I couldn't twist my head far enough and she was holding the swivel chair in place, one hand still on my shoulder. It felt so heavy for some reason, even through my hoodie. I started to speed up my stroking in response to the video when she smacked my arm and I stopped entirely, letting out a pathetic whimper as I froze. "Did I tell you to go faster?"
I couldn't verbalize a response, instead just whining a kind of horny, pathetic noise as I felt myself almost start to tear up. She grabbed my wrist and forced my to stroke myself at the pace I had been going at before. "Just keep that up a little bit longer, okay, Mary?"
I was somehow both overstimulated but also entirely grounded in the moment. The video seemed to almost fade away from my awareness as all I could think about was my sister's orders, her voice, her looming presence over me. I tried to keep the pace of my fleshlight on my cock going just right so she didn't smack my hand again.
"I said, can you keep that up a bit longer? I asked you a question, Mary" She didn't smack my hand this time but her tone became a bit harsher.