Mafia Desire (Erotica)

The conversation drifted back to outfits and before I knew it, it was early evening. The girls both headed to Tori’s room to change and I pulled out my laptop to get a few games in before we had to head out.

My friends were in our usual discord chat server, so I plugged my headset in and jumped into join them. We chatted for a bit, caught up on what’s been happening since I went MIA since moving-fucking my sister and her best friend had taken up all my spare time, not that I minded. I felt the urge to brag about my recent activities-more so Vicky since I couldn’t tell my friends I was fucking my little sister-but in the end I decided it would be disrespectful if I did. I was satisfied with them and I didn’t need others validation to make it any better.

I was a little rusty since I hadn’t played much lately. Leading up to my breakup I’d spent less and less time gaming so I could spend it with my girlfriend-for all the good that did. I died a lot and got hardly any kills, so I picked operators that supported my team. We ended up winning the match point for the first game and stomped the other team on the second game.

Just as we were about to queue up for a third game, both my sister and Vicky came out from the bedroom.

The girls were wearing cocktail dresses that hugged their bodies like a second skin. Vicky wore a white dress with a deep V neckline that plunged passed her sternum. The skirt barely covered her thick ass. Tori’s was a slightly more modest black piece that still showed off an impressive amount of her perky breasts but hugged her perfect ass just like her friend’s. I stared at them as they strode out, matching high heel stilettos hung from one finger on each girls hand as they chatted.

Vicky had straightened her wavy hair and it hung freely about her shoulders and down between her breasts. I knew she had long hair, but I hadn’t realized how long it was when straight.

Tori had opted for braiding her long straight hair and had pulled it over her shoulder, letting the thick braid of hair hang between her breasts.

They’d both applied a tasteful amount of make-up. I’d noticed in my time around them that they both generally used little to no make-up, not that I could tell anyway. But tonight, I could tell they were indulging a little. Both girls eyes seemed larger, eyeliner and eyeshadow drawing attention to how beautiful the two girls were. I was torn between checking out their smoking hot bodies and taking in their gorgeous faces.

Both women were absolutely stunning.

“I think he approves,” Tori said. I realised then that I was staring. I also realised that my mic was on open communication, and as soon as my sister spoke my friends were asking who the girl was.

“Of course he does. We look hot as fuck,” Vicky replied.

The voice of second girl sent my friends into a bit of a nerd frenzy. They were awesome guys, but I knew most of them had a hard time meeting girls. I couldn’t blame them for being a little interested to know who the girls were I was hanging out with.

The voices could be faintly heard through my headset when I took it off. Vicky crossed the room to where I was sitting and plucked the headset from my hands.

“Sorry boys. But we’re gonna need to confiscate Jason for the night. Ciao.” She said into the headset microphone. I shut the laptop and the hoots and hollers from my friends through the headset cut off.

“Way to make me look like a Rockstar,” I said with a chuckle. I placed the laptop beside me and stood up. Vicky looked down to my erection and smiled.

“Well. You better go change,” She said and started pushing me towards the hallway.

“What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?” I protested. Both girls looked at each other and Vicky sighed.

“Jason my dear boy, you have a magic dick but no sense of fashion.” Vicky shook her head. “Are all of your clothes like that?” She added. I nodded and she scrunched up her pretty nose. “Guess we are going shopping first.” She finished with a nod.

Before I could protest more both Tori and Vicky ushered me out of the apartment and into the elevator. They’d decided I was going to be designated driver tonight and before long Vicky was directing me from the passenger seat as to where to go. During the drive, my sister called Hayley to tell her we were going to be a little late because ‘Jason has the fashion sense of a blind hobo,’ which I objected to, but I could hear Hayley laughing.

I parked the car in a secure parking lot near a strip of expensive clothing stores Vicky had directed me to. Turns out her dad owns the lot, and we could leave the car here all night and it won’t cost a thing.

I walked with the girls on either arm, many men we passed looked on with envy and more than a few women eyed their short dresses, disapproval plain on their faces. More than a few guys got an earful by looking. I didn’t mind if they looked, they were all mine.

The girls took me to a men’s clothing store which was run by a sharply dressed openly gay man. He greeted the girls like an old friend and gushed over Vicky and Tori’s outfits, then turned to me.

“Oh my. Where did you find him?” He said approvingly. I smiled and let out a chuckle. I had nothing against gay guys, and I found it flattering to have one check me out so openly.

“Tor-tor’s big brother,” Vicky replied. She too eyed me up.

“Oh geez Tor, if that was my brother I’d be in trouble,” he replied with a loud laugh. Tori smiled and laughed with him, then gave me a knowing look when he turned his back.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

We spent a good twenty minutes going over outfits-and by we, I mean the girls and Jeffrey, the store clerk. I was shoved into a changing room by Vicky and given an outfit to try on, new socks and underwear too.

I stripped down and started dressing in the new clothes, they fit incredibly well and felt much nicer than my usual K-mart jeans and shirts. Once dressed I looked in the mirror and was impressed with how I looked. The V neck black T-shirt fit my body well, at first it felt a little tight, but I was starting to feel more comfortable and liked the way it showed off my chest and arms. The jeans looked very similar to my faded ones I was wearing, but they fit far better and I felt much more comfortable in them. Before I could put my old boots, a shoe box slid under the door.

“These too,” Vicky demanded.

I shrugged and opened the box. Inside were a pair of beige, suede timberland boots. I sat down and pulled them on before looking in the wall length mirror again. I’d seen this style used before and thought it looked cool. I was quite impressed with the guy looking back at me.

“Hurry up. I wanna see,” came Vicky’s demanding voice again. I was going to have to remind her who’s boss later.

I opened the door and was greeted with three sets of approving eyes. Jeffrey whistled while Tori silently roamed my body with hungry eyes.

“Much better,” Vicky said.

I rubbed my hand across my chin and wondered if I should do something about my beard sometime, it wasn’t super long but it was the longest I’d had it ever.

“Do you think I should shave?” I asked, looking in the mirror again.

“No!” Three voices said in unison. Then they all started laughing. I chuckled and collected my old clothes and boots before heading to the checkout. I paid for the clothes-while trying to not balk at the prices-and asked for a bag for my old ones, Vicky suggested just throwing them out, but I hated wasting anything. I got the address to the bar we were meeting Hayley at and said I’d catch up. I watched the girls walk away and noticed more than a few guys stop what they were doing to stare.

‘And they’re all mine,’ I thought to myself and failed to suppress a grin.

After admiring the girls’ behinds for a few seconds, I headed to the car to drop off my old clothes. I dumped my bag of clothes in the boot of the car and pulled my phone out to check the address they’d given me and was satisfied it was only a short walk. On my walk to the bar I went over my good fortune since I’d come back home, once again feeling incredibly grateful at having two wonderful women as lovers, even if one of them was my sister and the other didn’t know I was fucking her-at least I didn’t think she knew.

I arrived at the bar and saw Tori and Vicky seated in a circular booth with Hayley and Lucy, both were dressed in similar sexy dresses. Lucy was wearing a sparkly silver cocktail dress with a swooping neckline that showed off her impressive tits. The dress hugged her figure well, and while she wasn’t as gifted in the ass department as my sister and her blonde friend, her legs were spectacularly long. Hayley was dressed in black as usual and her outfit covered far more of her perky breasts and legs than all three of her friends, but it hugged her figure tightly, and the slit up each side of her thigh exposed a delicious amount of her pale skin.

I was ushered into the booth to sit beside Hayley with Vicky on my right.

“Nice to see you again,” I said to Hayley.

“You too,” she replied, offering me a smile.

Lucy smiled at me I noticed her eyes roam my body for a minute before taking up her drink and taking a sip through a straw. She was a lot quieter than her friends.

“You look great,” Hayley added after she too appraised my new outfit.

“Thanks. Tori and Vicky insisted I buy some new clothes,” I replied.

“He needed them. You should have seen what he was gonna wear,” Vicky added.

“I think he’d have looked fine in anything,” The curly haired brunette added with a wink.

I smiled at the open flirtation from Hayley and wondered how far my sister would let me go with her friends. I quashed the idea since Hayley had a boyfriend and I doubted Vicky would be as open to sharing as my sister was.

The girls passed time by talking and drinking, I watched how much my sister was drinking and was satisfied she wasn’t having too much. From time to time Hayley would ask me questions and include me in the conversation. Lucy even asked my opinion on her dress once, standing up and slowing twirling to give me a better view, she blushed when I said she looked stunning. After about an hour the girls decided it was time to go dancing. I objected vehemently, but they wouldn’t take no for an answer.