Me and friend rape a girl

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I am writing this in the person of the character. This is the first time writing as the woman. I hope you enjoy.

I am Tori and Tom is my twin brother. We turned 18 a month ago. I am 5’6” with auburn hair, cut around my cheek bones flowing to the nape of my neck in the back. Big brown eyes a slight overbite with full lips. Slender shoulders firm round breasts with protruding nipples. A slim waist that accentuates my perfectly rounded bottom. Long muscular legs that are always displayed with heels.

I have always craved attention and Tom is been happy to be in the back round. Actually he likes to watch me getting dressed and play with myself. Now that we are legal so to speak. I have upped my game with getting noticed.

At school my skirts got shorter my blouses got tighter and my bras when I wore them were always darker than my blouses. I loved the cat calls from the boys and the leers from our male teachers. When I noticed I was being starred at. A button would mysteriously come undone showing more boob.

A week after our birthday. Mom and I were shopping. I was wearing a short spandex skirt that just covered my 18 year old bubble but. A cute little pop top and of course heels. Mom was in a short sun dress with her ample cleavage showing and sandals.

We noticed men giving us long leering looks. I was getting excited knowing they wanted to fuck us.

“Do you think Dad ever fantasizes about other woman?” I asked Mom.

“He has no reason to. I fulfil every sexual fantasy he could have before he thinks of it. If more wives were as sexually open as me. That guy in the shoe store wouldn’t have a hard on right now.” As she bent over so her boobs almost fell out.

I bent over in front of her pretending to push them back in. My skirt rode up to expose the bottom of my ass cheeks. I was getting so aroused visualizing his cock growing and pressing against his pants.

“I think we should see if you can find some new heels?” She smiled.

We went in hand in hand. Bart came over his cock pressing against his pants.

“How can I help you beautiful ladies?”

“I was looking for another pair of heels. Maybe a little higher than these? These don’t really show my legs off, the way I like. Maybe in pink. I love pink.” Stretching my leg out, giving him a look at my smooth silky legs.

Mom sitting beside me leaning over, running her hand down my leg to remove a shoe. Bart swallowed hard as I spread my legs giving him a look at my pink thong.

“I’ll look in the back.” Scurrying away.

“Wait I’ll help.” Jumping up and running after him.

After cornering him in the back. Pushing my body against him.

“Who do you want to fuck more? Me or my Mom? Straddling and riding his leg.

Sweat beads formed on his forehead as I felt his cock on my thigh. I could feel the wetness of my pussy through my thong and wanted his cock in me so bad.

“Well. Me or Mom? Squeezing his throbbing cock.

“I I’m married.” He shuddered.

“So neither then. Fine.” Getting off him and sliding my saturated thong off and handing it to him.

Smoothing my skirt down. Lifting my top showing him my firm ripe boobs and shaking my head.

“Bring the shoes out when you find them. Size 5.

Shrugging my shoulders and rolling my eyes up told Mom that this idiot didn’t want to fuck me.

“Found some.” Carrying two shoe boxes out.

I put my foot on his lap spreading my legs so he could see my bald pussy lips as he slid the shoe on. Then the other. I stood up raising my crotch to his face. His eyes widened as he inhaled taking in the scent of my wet pussy.

There was his cock again pressing hard against his pants. I pranced around in front of him giving him a good look at the young horny bod he had just turned down. Mom whistled and shook her head.

“Do you think I could take you out sometime? He asked timidly.

“Like a dinner date?” I asked smiling.

Pick me up at 7. I’ll wear my new heels for you.

He nodded. Mom paid for my shoes and I wrote our address down.

What a perfect night. Mom and Dad had their weekly date night which meant they wouldn’t be home until Sunday. It was the weekend so I could stay up late.

I chose my pink spaghetti strap mini dress with my new pink shoes. No bra no panties so my nipples would be clearly visible and pink lip gloss.

He showed up at 7 sharp. Tom answered the door. Bart had looked like he just saw a ghost as Tom said.

“Kinda of old to be dating my sister don’t you think. Kinda like fucking your daughter.”

“Tom!” He’s just taking me to a nice restaurant. Bart is married.” Stop being mean.

I was an inch taller with my heels on. I slid my arm around his waist and kissed his balding head as he awkwardly started toward the door. I stood at the car door waiting for him to open it for me. Obviously he wasn’t used to opening the door for his wife.

I slid into the seat allowing my dress to slide up revealing my slender legs and letting him know I wasn’t wearing underwear. Smiled when he squirmed sitting in trying to get comfortable with his hard on pressing against his pants. I shifted in the seat showing more of my thighs and crotch knowing he wanted my hot young body even more.

We made small talk on the way to the restaurant. I found out he had been married fifteen years and had three children. Two girls and a boy. His wife was depressed and he hadn’t had sex in three months. No wonder his cock was always hard.