Becca's day with the list

I looked over the list John gave me.

-do my laundry and clean my room

-send me a sexy pic of each of your hot friends, Sabrina, and Mom with captions about what I should think about while I jerk off to them

-film yourself getting off while loudly begging for my splooge

-be ready and dressed up sexy with a snack for me when I get home

I frowned, despite how good it felt to not be so mean, "this is pretty unreasonable," I said to no one.

Then I shook my head. No. It wasn't. I was the unreasonable one. This was my little brother and I had to show him that I wasn't so mean anymore. Besides, I'd already agreed. So I decided to break the list down and think it through. I wandered to the kitchen with my hand down my panties and considered the first item:

-do my laundry and clean my room

That was simple enough. Although, I probably couldn't get all the laundry done before he got back, I could definitely make a dent. And clean his room? Not so hard. Change his sheets, vacuum, empty his trash, dust his desk and shelves, put his clean laundry away -my hand worked faster on my pussy as I continued to think of ways to clean his room- clean the windows, light a scented candle, wipe his door knobs... Before long, I was moaning around bites of cereal as I frigged myself stupid considering the best way to dust his celling fan and polish his little trash can.

More than two hours later, John's room looked immaculate, and I, wearing my dirty t-shirt and panties, had cum twice.

"Phew," I exhaled, closing the lid to the washing machine for John's second round of wash. I paused for a moment, allowing myself a rest before I next considered the list.

-send me a sexy pic of each of your hot friends, Sabrina, and Mom with captions about what I should think about while I jerk off to them

Jesus, he was such a perv- stop that, sigh. John had every right to ogle my friends and Sabrina. In fact, I wanted him to. I should have thought of doing this earlier. My hot friends? I knew who he was talking about, and he didn't mean any guys... I didn't think so, at least.

But our own mother? How could he be so... Depraved? No. That isn't right. I'm his sister after all, and I know that it's the right thing to do to let him look and play with my tits and body when he wanted. The memory of last night brought a smile to my lips and I passed my hand over my breasts, lost in the memory. I really really liked being his new cock sock.

But Mom? Could I leave her off of my lewd list of jerk off instructions? No, that wouldn't be nice. He had asked specifically. But... I couldn't think about her that way, even if John could. I mean, yeah. We do look a lot alike even if Mom has dark hair and hazel eyes and slightly smaller tits but a bigger ass. Ok, I was starting to see it. It was like a version of myself, she was my family. John shouldn't be made to feel weird about that. I wanted him to look at me and it only made sense that he should get to look at her. Feel her up. Heck! Why wasn't she jerking him off and flouting her body for his mature adult entertainment? Some mother...

Fuck it, I decided to start with Mom.

I swiped over to my mom's social media, and scrolled through a series of not-terribly-sexy pics until I settled on a photo of she and I at the beach house last year. I was in a bikini top and shorts and mom was wearing a very flattering baby-blue one-piece that showed a nice expanse of her chest. I owed him. I have been such a mean sister. Sending him a wank text about our own mother was the right thing to do.

Becca-- Mom wears a bikini to the beach this time, but the top gets lost in the ocean. You stare and she yells at you to turn around, but you know she likes it. You spank her on the beach, punishing her for being such a bad mother and not showing you her nice titties. The spanking turns her on more and she cums draped across your lap, promising to be a better mother in the future (12:49 pm)

I hit 'send', pleased with my work and a bit turned on again, too.

Next up, my hot friends. He really didn't mean my male friends, of that I was almost certain. I couldn't embarrass him by sending a guy if he wasn't into guys so I left Jorge Ramos and Mikey West off. Now Jorge's cousin, Natalie Bogdonovich was open season. She and I hung out every weekend or so and I'd seen John check her out plenty. The perky little half-latina half-russian was most certainly not amused by his poor attempts to hide his ogling.

I pulled up a pic from her insta in which she wore tights and a tight and thin tank top. Natalie was short, with perky little boobs and a tight little ass. Her face was gorgeous, with gold and green-flecked brown eyes and an aristocratic nose, her lips were pouty and pert, and you could cut yourself on her cheekbones.

Becca--Natalie is a secret cock slut. She can't keep her lips off a cock and she tells me all the time that she drools when she sees you. If you showed her your cock she wouldn't be able to think straight her eyes would cross and she'd drop to her knees and blow you staring right in your eyes (12:56 pm)

Next up were the Hu twins, May and June. They weren't my closest friends, not like Natalie or Gioia but we had hung out plenty in high school. The Asian beauties had been cheerleaders who had transparently befriended me because I could get them booze and weed. The only times I ever heard from them these days were when they were home from their colleges, looking to get wasted. I was usually happy to oblige.

For them, I decided to do some research. It didn't take long before I found my inspiration, based on what I knew about John's mature adult interests, he would like this. Maybe it was something I would try with him sometimes... I pulled up a pic of the twins in matching yoga apparel smiling and posing for the camera.

Becca-- May and June get so wasted that they stumble into your bedroom and want to compete over your dick. First they try to dance better than each other then they try to make out with you better than each other. Finish with a double titfuck and cockslap their dazed faces after you drench them in your jizz. (1:12 pm)

I hit send, pleased with my work. I reflected on Gioia as I swapped John's loads... of laundry!

Gioia DiNaturo had been my best friend growing up. Always chubby, she had been bullied and ignored and we had formed a close bond. Her older sister, Sabrina would get us beers and pot when we asked, helping us form a niche in the social hierarchy as fixers for parties and couples wanting to mess around. I hadn't seen Gioia in several months, after our falling out, after I started dating her sister. Sigh. I pulled up a pic.

Time had been kind to Gioia and I couldn't believe the amount of weight she seems to have lost recently. My round friend was now an hourglass and this pic of her in a shiny green dress at a club was perfect. Her long curly hair and deep brown eyes, tan skin, and warm facial features beamed over her impressive rack. I smiled as an appealing idea hit me.

Becca-- Gioia and I make up and you catch us making out. She joins me in your room to play with Becky Sock. Gioia has been craving dick for a while now, with a little encouragement she's riding you like a cowgirl and I'll cheer you two on. (1:26 pm)

Finally, Sabrina DiNaturo. Sabrina looked like a roman goddess, as far as I was concerned. Six feet tall and muscular with curly dark hair and deep brown eyes, she was butch and hot. I remembered when Sabrina had first come on to me. It was about six months back and I had been feeling depressed. She had been so nice, confident, and charming that I let her get me drunk. The pierced nose and lip had felt odd on mine at first but I grew to enjoy the feeling and once, after a particularly memorable fuck, Sabrina had confided in me that her tits were surgically enhanced. I didn't mind.

What I did mind was when she got too controlling. See, Sabrina had a secret fetish that she wound up going overboard exploring with me... That gave me an idea.

I pulled up the most obvious pic of her I could find, when she had dressed up as Harley Quinn for Halloween. John had practically burst through his pants when he had seen the dark-haired Harley pick me up that night. I smiled at the memory and began to type a caption.

Becca-- I never told u and I swear it's true, but Sabrina has a secret hypnosis fetish. She would hypnotize me all the time and give me 'triggers'. But whoops, this time she's accidentally hypnotized herself. Make her bark for you. Make her beg for your cock. Make her drop to her knees and call you master (1:41 pm)

I hit send, giggling. I didn't lie, it was all true. Hopefully, John wouldn't think hypnosis was too weird to be sexy.

I considered the remainder of the list and smiled. Considering how wet I was now, getting off for John was going to be easy.