I Trashed My Brother’s Signed Football Jersey
OK, I admit it- I screwed up totally. I had a bunch of girlfriends over just kickin it and having a immaculate time. The babes were all running around the dwelling half unclothed – Sally was running around in her thong and had stolen my bra so I was topless. Honey and Jayda were in the back room watching one of my brother’s smut videos and I’m pretty sure the two tiny pussies were fingering each other’s pussies but every time I came in they just giggled and pulled the sheets of my brother’s bed up to hide their unclothed coed titties.
Anyway, we had ordered pizza and when the doorbell rang, I grabbed a shirt form my brother’s room and threw it on so the poor pizza boy didn’t cream in his shorts when I answered the door. As soon as he left, we all retreated back to my brother’s room to watch his porno and eat pizza. Well, someone told a bad joke and then someone else started throwing pepperoni from the pizza – it didn’t take long before we were all smeared on grease and sauce from the pizza.
When I looked back at the bed, Honey was spread-eagle on the bed Jayda and was devouring her pussy as Honey giggled and squirmed. Sally looked at me and we stripped off our pizza stained clothes and crawled up on the bed with the two tiny pussies that were already fucking each other (the nerve of the pussies to start without us).
The next morning we all awoke in my brother’s bed to my brother’s angry shouts; “get the fuck out of my room and clean up this fuckin mess you tiny fuckin whores”. Then he saw the shirt that I had borrowed the night before – The fucker exploded! Apparently I had grabbed the football jersey he had gotten signed by his favorite linebacker when he was away at college – and I had been wearing it when the food fight ensued. It was a mess; it had a giant grease smear right across the shoulder and down across the signature, the ink from the signature was smeared and was hard to even read. My brother wanted to kill me.
The next evening when he got residence from work, he told me to “get pretty” – “we’re going for a ride”. While at work, he had found a way form me to “pay him bask” for the jersey. 30 minutes later, we were in some old guy’s dwelling and I was being offered a few hundred dough to make a porno video with the naughty old bastard. My fucking brother was going to make me into a porno star to get his retribution. Actually, I was still a tiny horny from watching his porno the night before and was a bit excited to try it out – but it was a tiny weird when the guy offered to let my brother shoot it. He even gave my brother a copy a few days later. Bastard probably jerks off to it when I’m not at residence. Anyway, he can’t tramp about the jersey no more.
Diva Duz
P.S. I liked making the porno so much that I came back and worked for the old fucker again – am I mischievous or what?