“Good. Now your socks.”“Okay, weirdo.” She wriggled her nose a bit at this.She pulled her socks off placing them on the floor beside her shoes... She was now barefoot, wearing the jean shorts and loose white T I had picked out. She looked stunning and never left the house this undressed.“Good. Now the bra.”“What? Jeeze, he saw me once already didn’t he?”“Take. Off. The Bra.”She looked at me. I had never spoken to her like this before with a stern voice. She blushed a little and reluctantly rose. Your moan draws my attention to my hard cock, my bursting desire. I realise how hard I am and drag the sensitive tip of my cock through the wet, hot folds of your desire, until I lie throbbing against the burning heat of your clit. This feels orgasmic in itself, but not enough, not tonight. I grab your wrist forcing your hand onto your clitoris, as I arch my hips to bring the tip of my cock to your entrance.I feel your desire attempt to draw me in as your body responds to my need. I need to. That's probably why I have it now." She placed it back in and closed the lid.I crouched down and began to root around in the boxes, "What are these for?" I held up what looked like records but they were way too thick."Those are Victrola records, they go with that old Victrola over there. It's kind of like a record player." She pointed to a cabinet next to the wall. It looked strange, like a tall box on thin gently scrolling legs, to the right of the cabinet a small bent handle came out. "You. We both agree we want to lose out virginity to someone special.”“That's a good decision.” He smiled at the pair of them, and noticed Bella looking back at him lustfully then turning her head back to Laura and putting her hand in the middle of the table for Laura to hold. She did.Matthew was confused, had she really just looked at him like that, or was he imagining it because he was having some fucked up fantasy day dream about a threesome with his sister and her friend.“Come on let's go back.