The Last Field Trip
Chapter One, Intro and First Exhibit (Non-Con, Watersports, Young)
I was laying in my bed on a Saturday morning when I was roused from my sleep by the sound of my phone ringing. Grunting, I held up one arm to shield my unadjusted eyes from the sun's ray's bleeding through my blinds while my other arm reached for my phone, to determine the identity of whoever it is that has deigned to interrupt my rest. It was Nick, My own Brother, Nick, who had committed this grievous sin of waking at this ungodly hour of 11:42.
“What do you want Nick?” I grumbled upon answering the phone.
“Oops, did I wake you? Must have figured the time zone wrong, thought it was almost noon for you.” He replied, sounding to me more that a little sarcastic.
“Shut up,” I said. “Now you gonna get to the point or should I just hang up?”
“Alright alright” He said. “You know how I was asking you for advice on engagement rings a couple weeks back?”
“Yeah...” I replied cautiously.
“Well last week I proposed to Stacy, and she said yes.”
“Oh my God! Congratulations!”
“Yeah, thanks, anyway, she's been jumping right into brainstorming wedding plans, and she had an idea that I liked.”
“Well? Out with it already.”
“We were thinking that you and her sister would make a good centerpiece for the recital dinner, and were wondering if you were down for that.”
Feeling myself quickly become aroused at the thought I said “Ohh, that does sound hot, but I dunno, any thoughts on how you'd cook us?”
“Nothing's set in stone yet, but one idea we had was to spit roast you both on the same spit, facing each other with your mouths pressed together. Kind of a parody of the whole 'Together til death do you part' thing.”
“Oh man” I said, my free hand having wandered south and was now rubbing my pussy over my panties. “That sounds really hot, you've convinced me, I'll do it.”
“Great! I'll tell Stacy. Thanks for doing this she'll love it.”
“Glad I can be of help to you both on your special day, congratulations again.”
“Thanks, well I should get back to it, you should probably get out of bed and enjoy your Saturday, you're not gonna get too many more of those,” He joked.
“Idiot,” I said halfheartedly, before ending the call.
Putting my phone down I looked at my reflection in the full length mirror mounted on the wall across from my bed. My long broPost too long. Click here to view the full text.