1 Movie Night

by Stayrr

You Knew What.

19. Making the best

Dean woke up in his dorm room and immediately noticed that his beautiful girlfriend, Amanda, wasn't wrapped beneath his arm. Sitting up in bed and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, he tried to remember why his head was pounding so badly. He must have drank a LOT at the party last night. Realizing just how full his bladder was, Dean hopped out of bed and looking across the room finally noticed the mop of blonde hair sticking out from underneath his roommate's sheets. Well, good for you John, Dean thought, it took you all freshman year, but you finally managed to get with a girl. Continuing towards the door a weird feeling rushed through Dean and he turned back around.

"What the fuck, Manda! What the hell do you think you're doing?!" screamed Dean. Instantly John and Amanda sprung upright in the bed. The sheet fell down to show Amanda's near perfect, 32 C breasts, which usually would've brought Dean's penis straight to life, but now he just felt sick.

"D-D-Dean," Amanda managed to stammer before dropping her face. John didn't even say anything. In fact, it looked like he was actually having difficulty not grinning. What a bastard! Disgusted at the scene on display before him, Dean grabbed a pair of shorts, shoes, and his phone before he slammed the door behind him. He ran to the bathroom two floors down to make sure Amanda wouldn't find him, shut his phone off, and vomited. Dean spent the next several minutes heaving into the toilet and thinking he'd never stop.

Everything kept running through his mind. Stopping kids from beating John up behind the school in third grade. Winning a state basketball championship with him in high school. Deciding to move into the dorms with him instead of moving into Dean's fraternity. Meeting Amanda at the first college party he went to. Spending every afternoon with her after class and spending a lot of those afternoons in his bed. Even giving up most of his female friends because she was so jealous. Apparently the bitch wasn't the one who should've been worried about cheating.

Finally pulling his head out of the toilet, Dean washed his mouth out and hopped in a shower to try and wash the disgust off of himself. What a waste of a year of college. All the other girls at parties I could've been with and I chose the cheating whore! Letting the air dry himself and his heart still beating rapidly, Dean realized just how badly he needed to calm himself down.

Dean already felt better as the door opened and he saw his beautiful, auburn-haired dealer. Ali had a beautiful smile on her face and her green eyes had their typical sparkle. "Dean, shorts, shoes, no shirt. That's a good look for you haha. Come on in, sit down."

"Thanks, but not intentional. I forgot to grab one before I left."

"Hard thing to forget isn't it?"

"Maybe for a girl haha, but…ugh…I was in a bit of a hurry…" Dean didn't really want to go on, but Ali just sat down and kept looking over at him. Or his six-pack. Or at both. "Um, well, I woke up and my girlfriend was kinda in the wrong bed."

"Oh no! You poor thing," Ali said with her eyes full of sincerity, but her mouth forming the world's smallest grin, "Well, I guess that explains why you're here so early. I'd want to get the hell out of there too."

"Yeah…Oh Shit," Dean exclaimed, "I forgot my wallet."

"No worries. I'd never turn you out, especially under these circumstances." Ali went to her room and reappeared a few minutes later with a couple J's and a freshly loaded bowl. She sat back down a little closer to Dean than was necessary.

After a couple of minutes Dean was already feeling a lot better. He looked over at Ali to thank her and noticed that somehow she was now leaning into him and he had his arm wrapped around her shoulders. "Ali," was all he managed to say, because as soon as she looked up at him he immediately brought his lips to hers. God they were soft! Within seconds they were laying on the couch, with Dean on top and Ali's hands running all over his chest. She lightly started to bite his bottom lip before moving to his neck and nibbling on that too. Dean let out a soft moan and moved his hands to her hips. He ran them up and down her sides, slowly working her top up. She stopped her work on his neck and raised her arms straight above the top of her head. They stared directly into each other's eyes as she arched her back, allowing Dean to yank her top off.

Making out again, Dean could feel his growing bulge start rubbing into Ali's crotch. Now a low moan escaped from her lips. Wow, this morning was turning around quickly, Dean thought as he rolled over so that Ali was now on top. She didn't hesitate unsnapping her bra and allowing her gorgeous B cup breasts to fall free. Within a second she leaned down and began feeding them into Dean's mouth, letting him work each over rather thoroughly as her moans grew continually louder.

Finally, Dean pulled her back down as their lips met in bliss once again and her hand snaked its way under his shorts. Ali's hand worked up and down his dick, getting it nice and hard. Dean unbuttoned her shorts, yanked them down to her knees, and slipped his own hand beneath the soft, silk fabric of her thong. He rubbed her clit for a few seconds before inserting a finger, slowly working it in and out. Their moans started to fill the room and the passion between them became more and more intense.

Suddenly, Dean got a wonderful idea and broke the kiss. "You know, I didn't eat breakfast and I'm awfully hungry," he said. At first Ali looked confused and disappointed, but as realization hit her a huge smile formed on her face. Immediately she hopped off the couch and pulled her shorts and thong off her cute, petite body, before lying back in a comfy chair, legs spread.

As Dean approached her his eyes finally caught sight of her glorious pussy and his eyes lit up, along with his boner becoming almost painfully hard. When he got to her he dropped to his knees and began a closer examination. There wasn't one tuft of hair on her sweet looking pussy and her clit was already noticeably hard. Dean took a small whiff of her pussy before taking his first lick. Oh, God, did she ever taste good. Forgetting his previous thoughts of teasing her for a bit, Dean dug right in. His tongue slipped between her folds, twirling around and licking every inch it could before he thrust it in as far as it would go.

Dean brought his left hand to her right boob and began pinching her nipple as his right went straight to her clit. "Oh my fuuuuucccckkking Goooodddd," Ali screamed as soon as his thumb made contact with her sensitive clit and she dug both her hands into the back of Dean's scalp.

Even with all the pressure on the back of his head, Dean managed to slide up to her clit and start working it over with his mouth. Dean inserted a finger into her pussy, sliding it in and out, then added a second. His second could barely make it all the way in she was so tight. "Ugh..ugh..ugh..oh..oh," Ali loudly moaned, obviously in complete bliss. As Dean felt Ali somehow increase the pressure on the back of his head he knew it was time. He lightly started nibbling on her clit. All Dean heard was, "Oh FUCKKK!" before her legs clamped around his head and his mouth received a large, sweet treat as her orgasm rolled through her body. Dean kept going, trying to get to all of his hard earned reward until Ali had to yank his head away.

"Ho..ly shit," Ali managed to gasp between breaths as she joined Dean on the floor, working hard to retrieve some of her juices from the inside of his mouth. "Now, if your dick does half as well as your mouth I don't think you'll ever need to pay for weed again," she said as she pulled Dean's shorts off of him. Lowering herself, she stopped for a minute to stare at Dean's rigid 7.5" cock. "Beautiful," Dean heard her softly murmur before she grabbed his prick and shoved her mouth several inches down it. Dean couldn't help but moan as Ali worked her mouth and hand in perfect unison up and down his dick. She pulled back, lightly scraping her teeth on his head before twirling her tongue round and round. Dean was in heaven, with all thoughts of his cheating girlfriend finally dissipating and all his focus on this beautiful goddess thoroughly working his dick over.

With her hand still stroking his rigid tool, Ali sucked Dean's balls into her mouth slobbering all over them. "Ali, you've got to stop. You're gonna make me burst and I still need to get this thing inside you," Dean said as he reluctantly pulled her head away from his crotch. From the look of delight on her face, though, he could tell she definitely wasn't disappointed by this plan. Ali crawled up his body and their mouths joined one another again. She grabbed his prick and began rubbing the head up and down her soaking wet pussy lips. The head slipped in as she sat up on his body.

"Wait!" Dean screamed, "I don't have a condom on!"

" Oh silly, I'm 19 and in college, of course I'm on the pill," Ali said soothingly as she began the long journey down his pole. Relaxed now, Dean pulled her down far enough so that he could latch onto a breast, then grabbed her hips. After every inch or so Ali would have to lift herself back up, almost to the point of his dick falling out of its beautiful entrapment, before dropping herself back down and swallowing a bit more than before.

Her pussy was so tight, that he actually wasn't sure if she'd make it to his base. After several minutes of hard work, though, she finally managed to make it all the way. Ali stopped moving and Dean looked up to her face to see her eyes clamped tightly shut and could hear the low moans escaping from her mouth. Taking the initiative, he moved his hands to her wonderfully soft ass and began picking her up and dropping her back down the length of his dick.

Immediately her moans turned to screams and there was no reason for Dean to continue doing the work, because Ali was pistoning herself on his tool faster than he'd ever seen. He began to feel that familiar bubbling deep down in his balls as her slippery tightness was becoming too much. Overtaken by urgency, Dean rolled them over, threw Ali's legs over his shoulders, and began hammering in and out.

"So…fucking…close," Dean shouted as he noticed Ali's eyes had rolled to the back of her head. "Almost there. I'm gonna fill your pussy to the brim!"

Ahhh…you ahhh fucking better!" she managed to somehow retort back. Then, without thinking, Dean planted himself to the root, with a rapid torrent of sperm releasing itself as Ali's pussy clamped down tighter than a vice grip as her second orgasm of the day ravaged her body. Spurt after spurt flew into its destination as he gave a few convulsive humps, before collapsing on top of her, both of them completely out of breath.

Dean gave her a few soft kisses before separating himself and rolling to the side. Oh shit, what a great fucking morning, he thought to himself, having completely forgotten about how it started. He noticed Ali sit up and grab a J, lighting it as she lay back down with Dean, allowing him to wrap an arm around her.

Passing it back and forth, he knew there was something they had to talk about. "Um…Ali, this was…amazing and I'm definitely done with my girlfriend, but I'm not really looking to hop back into a relationship." Before he could go any further he was stopped by her giggling.

" Duh! I've just wanted to do this for a long, long time, but I had to wait until you got rid of that skank girlfriend," Ali stated. Now, fully relaxed, Dean let sleep overtake him and dozed off.

Waking up and kissing beautiful Ali good bye, Dean started walking the few blocks back towards campus. He turned his phone on and it was instantly flooded with texts and voicemails. All from Amanda, zero from John. Either John was shamed into speechlessness, or more likely, didn't give a fuck. Dean read the texts and listened to the voicemails, then quickly deleted them all. They were just bullshit about how sorry she was and how it would never happen again. Yeah, right! It won't because I'll never be with you again!

Thankfully the school year was over, this just meant that Dean would be moving home a day earlier than expected. Just the thought of spending another night in the same room as John made Dean sick. Quickly Dean sent John a text telling him not to be in the room the rest of the day so he could pack up and go. Then, realizing how hungry he was, slowly walked to his dorm to grab his wallet.

By some miracle, John must've already ditched the room. Probably eager to avoid a confrontation. Retrieving his wallet, Dean went to the student union to get some Chinese food. While eating, Dean saw a few girls from high school and waved them over. Jess and Nicky had been some of his good friends until Amanda made him stop talking to them.

"Hey," Jess said rather coldly once the girls got to the table.

"Hey, girls, sit down. How are ya?" Dean said jocularly.

"What? Now you give us commands after a year of the cold shoulder," Nicky spat with some fire.

"Sorry, please sit down. If you want to. Listen, though, I'm really sorry about what an ass I've been all year. You're my friends, and I regret being a dick, but I was infected with a disease called Amanda and I've finally got the cure, ok?" With that the girls laughed a bit and took a seat. Dean explained what had happened and they quickly made up. By the end of lunch, they were planning on hanging out a lot this summer and he was in a surprisingly good mood when he got back to his room.

That is, until he opened the door and saw Amanda laying on his bed completely naked. His face went stone cold and thought nearly left him completely. Amanda got off the bed and slowly started to strut towards him in a very sexy way. He couldn't help it, his prick was rigid before she even got to him. "Baby, I'm sooo sorry for what happened earlier. You know that it's you that I want to be with, you that I care about. John doesn't mean anything, I just want to make it up to you," she managed to say in a sexy but innocent way. Dean didn't care, though, he just wanted her gone, but once she dropped to her knees and yanked at his shorts, he figured, why not one for the road, a very rough one.

So, as soon as her mouth took in the end of his dick, he put his hand behind her head and shoved it to the base. If she didn't have so much practice deep throating his cock, she probably would've started vomiting, but luckily she was just lightly gagging. Dean held her head there and used his other hand to pinch her nose. Her throat swallowing around his dick over and over again felt absolutely incredible and her tongue on his balls was driving him crazy. When he knew she was almost completely out of breath, he let her draw her head back.

To Dean's surprise, she wasn't even upset about nearly choking on his meat. She just looked…obedient. Well good, that won't last for long, but it does make the next part easier. "On your hands and knees. Facing away from me. Now," he ordered. Without hesitation, Amanda quickly obeyed. John got down on his knees and plunged his dick to the hilt in her soft, velvety pussy. Amanda moaned loudly, but not wanting to spend long in there he quickly withdrew and firmly placed the head of his dick against her little brown star. She must not have realized what was happening at first, but when Dean grabbed her hips and forced the head in it became apparent.

"What the hell are you doing?" she screamed, "You've never tried that without lube! And you know that you can't fit more than a couple inches in."

"I think I can today," he replied without any emotion. He knew it would fit, he'd always just thought it would be a pity to tear this ass in half. With that thought abandoned, Dean shoved another inch in, withdrew and shoved his dick another inch further into her tight asshole. Amanda was too busy moaning with pain and then peculiar pleasure to say another word. After ten minutes of repeatedly thrusting as hard as possible Dean finally managed to get the last of his dick in. Already his dick felt red raw, but he didn't care. This asshole was so tight he doubted a rubber band could out do it. He pulled her long blonde hair roughly and began roughly thrusting in and out like a wild man. Every time he hit home Amanda would let out a loud moan.

As he continued fucking her asshole he noticed she was rubbing her clit with one hand. Immediately he slapped it away. "Who the fuck said this was for you?" he yelled at her. She actually looked ashamed of herself. Dean was astonished. Already he felt guilty for not letting her get equal pleasure from the rough fucking. So, grabbing Amanda around the waist he dropped back onto his butt, piercing her deeper than ever, and started rubbing her clit as she rode his dick.

Amanda started screaming loudly as she was hit by an extremely powerful orgasm. Her asshole clamped down tighter than ever on his dick, and he knew it was time. Dean pulled out and grabbed the back of her head, forcing it all the way down her throat. Four, five, six spurts. Once he finally regained his composure, he grabbed her by the hair, opened the door, and tossed her into the hallway in nothing but her birthday suit and yelling, "We're done, Bitch!"

Feeling satisfied, Dean fell asleep on his bed. When he got up he loaded his car up with his stuff and headed home.

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It wasn't a long drive to the town where Dean lived. Only an hour once he got on the interstate, but it gave him a chance to think a lot about everything that had happened. He'd caught his girlfriend in bed with his roommate, but that freed him to have some incredible sex with his gorgeous dealer. Then, when his girlfriend sprung herself on him, he'd gotten some of their roughest and most enjoyable sex ever before tossing her naked into the hallway of his dorm with cum dripping out of her ass and made it very clear that they were over. The sight still made him laugh, even if he did feel slightly guilty. All in all, Dean thought he'd definitely made the best out of a bad situation.

Now, the only thing troubling Dean was all the questions his Mom would have about why he was showing up a day early. He didn't really want to explain that Amanda was a cheating whore. Especially because his mom had always had something against blondes and had told Dean from the start that Amanda would end up being no good.

Well, nothing I can do about that now Dean thought as he pulled into his driveway. He grabbed his first bag of stuff and started walking towards the front door. He called out as he walked into the house and stood by the front door awaiting the onslaught of questions, but no one appeared to badger him. Apparently his Mom and little sister were out. Probably celebrating their last night without him, he joked to himself, knowing how badly they'd been at each others throats all year without him in the house to mediate. Dean's Dad had passed away a few years before of some weird heart condition. Fortunately for the family his life insurance policy plus his Mom's job were more than enough to pay the bills and send everyone to college.

Dean sent out the text that he was back in town, obviously excluding John, and managed to unpack his car pretty quickly. Remembering that nothing is actually official until it's "facebook official" he pulled out his laptop and changed his relationship status to "single." Oh, the stupid things you have to do just because you're part of the youth generation.

Getting texts from a couple of buddies about some party at Michelle's, he decided that partying and getting drunk would be a good way to kick off his summer. Dean wrote a short note for his Mom, letting her know he was home from school a day early and went out with some high school friends, but not to wait up. Satisfied, he headed out the door and hopped in his car.

Realizing that he'd have to get something in his stomach if he didn't want to pass out an hour into the party, Dean decided to hit up a small diner on his way out of town toward Michelle's. It wasn't busy for a Saturday night, but Dean had never seen this place very busy. He grabbed a menu on his way in and sat down at a booth. A cute girl named Maggie, who was a year younger than Dean and he knew from high school sports, walked up to his table, apparently his waitress. "Dean! Oh my God! I haven't seen you since you graduated! How've you been?" she blurted out amazingly fast.

Wow, she was a lot peppier than Dean remembered or maybe he'd just mellowed out from a year at college. "Good, good. College is great. How's high school? You graduate in a week, right?"

"Yes! It's so exciting! I'm so ready to be done and finally start college. Actually, we'll be going to school together again! I got a track scholarship! You should definitely come to graduation next week! It'll be awesome!"

Holy crap, this girl is excited about everything! "Oh, cool. Congrats. And..um..yeah, of course I'll be at graduation, my sister is a senior as well haha."

"Oh! Duh!" Maggie said, slapping herself on the forehead in an over exaggerated manner. "Well, I guess I should do my job before I get fired. What can I get ya?"

After several more minutes of dealing with her overly bubbly personality and a few more when she brought my food, I finally got to enjoy what was a pretty good dinner. Half way through I looked up to a rather surprising sight. My beautiful little sister, Christi, dressed like a complete slut…or…well, like 95% of girls her age. Her cut off jean shorts could barely cover her big, round ass and the spaghetti strap top she was wearing didn't come close to covering her navel. Before she even spots me, I already feel awful for thinking so harshly of her appearance. I guess it's just a bad habit I picked up after Dad passed away.

I put a grin on my face and wave at her. For my effort I get the best gift possible for a big brother, as a huge smile takes up most her face and she immediately rushes towards me to throw her arms around me in a huge hug. I can't even see anything as my face is engulfed by her luscious jet black hair. Impulsively I take a whiff of her hair, which smells incredible. Disentangling from me she finally sits down next to me in the booth. "Big brother! Mom said you weren't coming home until tomorrow?"

"Geez, and I thought you'd be happy to see me," I blurt teasingly before I can think, and immediately feel bad when I see the hurt look on her face, until I realize she's just teasing me back. Realizing honesty is the best policy, and that maybe she'll tell Mom so I don't have to, I tell her everything that happened. Well not everything, just catching Amanda with John and then throwing her out of my room later that day. Christi looks pretty happy about this whole situation and it kind of pisses me off that she must've thought Amanda was such bad news too.

Quickly I wipe this thought from my mind, just happy to be with my little sister again. She stayed with me and talked for a while until I was almost done with dinner and her friends had apparently become a little impatient with her. Giving me a big kiss on the cheek she took off and I finished eating. Maggie brought me my check and I could see she hadn't even charged me for my drink. Also, I found her number at the bottom of the receipt. Well, she was a nice girl and pretty attractive, even if she was a little bubbly, plus I'm single now, so why not enjoy it. I left her a good tip and a napkin with my own number on it.

By the time I got to Michelle's it was pretty obvious the party was raging. There were cars sprawled all over her driveway and the field next to her house (Michelle lived on a farm). Now, Michelle was actually my first girlfriend in high school. In fact, we'd lost our virginity to each other and unlike most ex's, we had remained pretty good friends after breaking up. So I didn't feel weird about being at her house. Plus that was 5 years ago already.

I walked past a pretty large bonfire with a ton of people and straight into the barn where I figured the keg would be. Sure enough, it was in the far corner with Michelle babysitting the keg and passing out cups. I walked up to her and gave her a big hug, listening to her shreek with glee. I gave her 5 bucks and downed a few cups while making some small talk with her for a few minutes.

The next hour I spent catching up with friends and making frequent trips back to the keg and Michelle. After finishing another cup while talking to some buddies who were going to the local community college, I made another trip to the keg. This time, though, when I reached Michelle a fire was lit in me. I tossed my cup and began to speak. "Chelle," was all that left my mouth before she handed the bag of cups to someone else at the keg, grabbed my hand, and led me out of the barn. She took me straight to the house and locked the door behind us.

I grabbed her soft ass and pulled her up towards me. She quickly wrapped her legs around my waist and her dark brown hair flew wildly as I pushed her back into the door. Our lips met each other in a frenzy, kissing and pulling at each other in a slobbering mess. We stopped for a moment to catch our breaths and her dazzling dark brown eyes pierced me. With renewed vigor our lips attacked each other again. I quickly yanked her top off her body and ripped open her bra from the front. A loud moan escaped her lips. This was primal. Nothing but pure desire, and she loved it.

I began to manhandle her large C cup breasts, rolling her nipples through my fingers. She had to break away from the kiss just to allow her moaning some release. I'd forgotten how sensitive her nipples were. As my kneading continued, her body was already beginning to tremble. Roughly I began to rub my crotch against hers, my penis already fully rigid. Instantly the friction set her off and she began screaming at the top of her lungs, a huge orgasm rippling through her body. I'd be shocked if everyone outside didn't already know what was going on in here, but I didn't give a damn.

As she finally began to come down I lifted my arms up so she could take my shirt off, but she had other plans. Grabbing my shirt around the neck she yanked with all the force her little body had and ripped it to about halfway down, finishing it off with a few more small rips. Turned on beyond belief, we both knew there'd be no more foreplay. I dropped her to her feet as we both quickly stripped out of the rest of our clothes.

Michelle stopped as she caught sight of my fully hard, 7.5" cock, licked her lips, and softly spoke, "It's bigger than I remember. Maturity has been VERY kind to you." Then she bent over, put her hands against the wall, looked back at me and said in an irresistible voice, "Fuck me. Hard, and I mean hard!"

Well, never one to let someone down, I grabbed her hips and thrust in as hard as I could. Immediately the skin-to-skin contact set Michelle off on another orgasm and I could feel her pussy clamping down as my cock made it all the way in. God this girl is sensitive! But if her pussy keeps me in a glove this tight I'll be in heaven.

I reached around and pinched both of her nipples, ensuring that she'd remain in perpetual orgasm. I kept thrusting as deep and hard as I could as wave after wave of bliss rode through her for several long minutes. "Enough," she screamed as her body collapsed to the floor, "I can't handle any more…for the moment." Then a glorious, sly smile crept across her face as she got up on her knees.

Michelle grabbed my hips and threw me into the wall with surprising strength. I moaned loudly as I felt her wet mouth give shelter to my oversensitive knob. Her tongue worked with increasing rapidity, swirling around my cock as she bobbed up and down. She dug her fingernails deep into my ass cheeks, trying to pulling my prick deeper into her mouth. She was only getting about the first 6 inches in, so I figured I'd better help her out.

Reluctantly pulling lips off my dick, I picked her up, carried her into the living room, and dropped her onto the couch with her head hanging over the edge. "Oh yes, fuck my throat. You better fuck it good and hard."

"Or else what?" I retorted as I grabbed her head and stuffed my dick deep down in her throat. Rapidly, I began bucking in and out of her throat. The sound of her gagging only spurred me on further, determined to overcome the frustration I felt for not being able to fit the last inch in. On my next thrust in, when I reached the limit, I continued pushing as hard as I could. Finally, something gave way and I felt that last bit slide in and her nose resting between my balls. In perfect bliss I closed my eyes and held her head completely still, enjoying every second of her throat trying to swallow my prick.

Finally, when her gagging became uncontrollable I released her head. "Hard enough for you?" I asked deviously.

"Perfect," she spat back, "but now I need that huge piece of meat between my other lips again." As she said this, she began rubbing her pussy and fingering herself, and I realized I hadn't gotten a chance to try that delicious pussy.

"First, I think I need a little snack," and with that I spun her body around on the couch and dug right in. Her sweet juices were bountiful and I began trying to lick them all up, but immediately realized it would be impossible and settled for the large portions pouring into my mouth. Lapping at her lips, then biting down on her clit while simultaneously twisting both nipples, she let out a colossal scream and I felt an enormous spray hitting my chin. Pulling away from her beautiful pussy I look up at Michelle and say, "I don't remember you being a squirter. Apparently I'm not the only one who's changed."

She only smiled at me as I plunged my tongue deep into her pussy. Licking her nether lips, I painfully moved my hands away from her beautiful globes. My right thumb quickly found her clit, rubbing it furiously. Her moaning was continuous when she wrapped her legs tightly around my head, cutting me off from all sound. Somehow I managed to slip two of my fingers from my left hand into her slippery pussy. Thrusting them in and out I got them thoroughly covered, then pierced her tight asshole with both.

Her legs clamped so tight I thought she was going to break my neck, but I was relentless in my assault. Sliding them back and forth I now began nibbling on her extremely hard clit before clamping down on it. Now her screams were so loud I could clearly her them through my earmuffs that were her thighs.

Pealing her legs apart from my head I climbed up her body and was glad to see she wasn't exhausted, but seemed rather invigorated. She drew my lips to hers and then lapped at her juices that were covering my face.

Firmly grabbing my rigid member I began slowly feeding it into soaked pussy. She enveloped my tool centimeter by centimeter, than inch by inch until she could no longer take the teasing slowness. "Fuck my brains out already!" she screamed into my face. Without further hesitation I buried myself to the hilt and was rewarded with a lovely moan from Michelle's beautiful lips. My hips became a jackhammer as I thrust harder than I'd ever imagined was possible. Her slender body flew into the back of the couch every time I struck home and her perpetual orgasms began again.

This time, though, the boiling in my balls demanded release. "I'm cummmmmming!" I screamed as my white lava shot into her pussy again and again. The tightness of her clamped down pussy combined with my built up orgasm were overwhelming. I collapsed on top of Michelle, hanging onto consciousness by a thread. Michelle, though, seemed to be in a deep sleep, extremely content with a huge smile on her face.

Somehow I managed to find the strength to lift myself off of the couch. Slowly getting dressed, I prayed to God that I wasn't too drunk to be able to remember every second of this tomorrow. Finally, with all my clothes back on (except my ripped shirt) I covered Michelle with a blanket, kissed her forehead lightly, and wandered back out to the party.

It was already 1, but this party didn't look like it was going to die down any time soon. I got another cup, figuring that if I ended up passing out here Michelle wouldn't mind me joining her on the couch. It was great seeing everyone from high school. I spent the next hour playing tippy cup and pounding drink after drink.

By the time the game started breaking up my head was swimming. I must've drank a bit too much, because I thought one of the girls by the keg was Christi. Wait! That is Christi! Stumbling up to the keg I began to question her, my words slurring occasionally and my eyes closing so I could concentrate. "Lil' sissy, what are ya doing hurrs?"

"Oh, Dean. You're pretty hammered. The break-up must be pretty hard on you," she replies with nothing but love and care in her voice. "We need to get you home."

I had no idea what she was talking about. In the past 24 hours I'd hooked up with two very sexy girls and gotten rid of a cheating girlfriend. This had been a pretty damn good day. "I'm fines. I feel incr…incre…stupendous!" Well maybe, I was a little too drunk if I'm slurring this much.

I'm sure you think you do, but you need some sleep. I'll drive you home. I haven't been drinking," she said, her voice still full of care. "Where are your keys?"

I just patted my right side pocket and looked at her. Christi rolled her eyes, but with a smile on her face she worked her petite hand into my pocket. It seemed like she was taking her time grabbing the keys and then…did she really just do that? I swear I could feel her hand close around my now inflating cock. My sister was making me hard, but was it the fact that a hand was wrapped around my dick or that it was my beautiful little sister's hand?

Then her hand was out of my pocket and dangling the keys in front of my face. I slowly turned to look at her and she had a wicked little grin on her face and gave me a wink. I led her to my car, thoughts running wild in my mind.

Jesus! Was I going crazy? There's no way my angel of a sister was just feeling me up. I must've completely imagined that wink. I can't believe I'm so drunk that I would actually think Christi would be putting moves on me. I need to get these sick thoughts out of my head…but Christi really is a beautiful and sexy girl. Only a real idiot wouldn't be able to see that.

How could anyone honestly admit that with a body like hers, they hadn't had a few dirty thoughts about her? Her full, 36 D cup breasts that always stood at attention and practically begged to be played with. That big, round, juicy ass of hers that demanded heads to turn when she walked by. Those extremely long, slender legs that her 5'9" frame allowed her to have. Then her soft face, with perfect complexion and incredible emerald green eyes, with all of it framed by her long, jet black hair. She's practically the poster child for perfection.

Determined to push these thoughts out of my mind I opened up the passenger door and hopped in. Christi was already behind the wheel and she leaned over me to grab my seatbelt, going out of her way to brush a hand against my crotch before snapping the seatbelt in.

I must've passed out on the way home, because the next thing I know Christi is opening my door and shoving my shoulder to wake me up. With a little help from Christi I manage to get in the house and climb the stairs to my room. She opens the door for me and follows me in, closing and locking the door behind her.

"Well big brother, I'm going to make you feel all better," she says in a soft yet sexy tone. "In a few minutes, you won't even be able to remember that whore girlfriend's name."

Before I even have a chance to react, Christi has pushed me backwards into the edge of my bed, forcing me onto my back. She jumps on top of me and starts grinding against my crotch. Somehow, after 3 amazing orgasms today and consuming a lot of beer, my sister manages to get my pole rigid in seconds, just from the dry humping.

Christi leans over me, bringing her lips to within inches of mine, her hot breathing pouring out over my face. I try to move my lips up to meet hers, but before I can she slides down my body and latches her teeth around one of my nipples while pinching the other one in between her thumb and forefinger. No girl has ever played with my nipples like this and before I can control myself, a LOUD groan escapes my lips. I'm never this loud and I kind of shock myself, but Christi is noticeably worried. "Shut the FUCK up," she sternly whispers, "I want to get your cock in my mouth WITHOUT Mom catching us."

I immediately agree, unimaginably turned on by hearing my sister curse and talk dirty. My dick's so hard now that it's starting to hurt trapped under the fabric of my shorts and boxers. My sister graciously returns to grinding on top of my cock and brings her face back up to mine. This time, though, I want to make sure she doesn't get away without me getting to feel those luscious lips. I entwine my fingers into the hair on the back of her head and pull her lips to mine.

Our kiss was so intense I swear I could hear fireworks going off somewhere. Never before had I shared a kiss that was so full of passion, yet translated nothing but our love for each other. All too soon her face pulled away from mine. I was disappointed that our kiss was over, but extremely pleased by the happy look on her face.

Slowly, Christi slid down my body and off the bed, her fingernails lightly scraping my chest as she went, giving me goosebumps. She quickly yanked my shorts and boxers off, but then stopped. Christi was staring at my fully rigid dick, lost in a look of bewilderment. "I…I…didn't know any of them were actually this big. All my boyfriends always had small pricks, so I thought that they must all be that small," she whispered in a barely audible tone.

After another second of silence a huge grin split Christi's face. She leaned right over the top of my dick and let a vast amount of saliva run out of her mouth, onto my head, and then down the shaft. Slowly at first, she began working it all into my pole with both hands wrapped around the shaft. Then, without further warning her head plummets towards my dick, taking the head into her hot, wet mouth.

Her tongue swirls round and round the knob as her left hand begins to play with my balls and I nearly go crazy from pleasure. Low moans start escaping my mouth and my hips start to unconsciously buck, forcing more of my meat into her beautiful mouth. This is exactly what heaven must be like, except for the whole going to hell thing because of incest. This blowjob, this moment felt so good, though, I couldn't have cared less.

Christi's head was now bobbing up and down on my shaft, increasing pace with each trip down. She was taking about four and a half inches and each time she tried to do more her gagging became nearly uncontrollable. Her boyfriends must have been pretty small. Whatever, I didn't give a rat's ass. She was putting so much effort into her work that every little thing she did was executed perfectly and felt incredible.

Her mouth pulled off of my shaft and the combination of the rush of cold air and the lack of her hot mouth was painful, but I immediately felt better as she started trying to gobble down my balls. Christi would work one over with her mouth for a minute, sucking and lightly biting, then switch to the other. Back and forth she went between the two while stroking my dick with both of her hands.

Reluctantly she stopped playing with my balls and sensually drug her bottom teeth from the base of my dick to the sensitive underside of my head and swallowed as much of my dick as she could. This was it! It was a miracle (or all the beer) that I'd lasted this long. Without giving Christi any warning, I held her head down with one hand and fired rope after rope straight down her throat, only letting her pull back so I could fire the last few into her mouth. Breathing hard, the last thing I heard was, "Wow big brother! You taste really good."

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The knocking at my door woke me up from a wonderful dream, where my gorgeous little sister was giving me an incredible blowjob. I looked down and noticed I was tenting my sheets pretty badly with my erection. It was such a vivid dream. I could clearly picture Christi biting down on my nipple, scratching my chest, and trying to stuff my meat down her throat. It was a sick dream, though. I was disgusted at myself for having it.

"Honey," my Mom said through the door, "I made you some breakfast. Come down and tell me all about how your classes went."

"Ok Mom, just let me shower first." As I hopped in the shower I tried piecing the whole night together. Running into Christi at the diner. Then going to Michelle's and having some crazy sex. Playing some tippy cup. How did I get home? Christi was there! She drove my car back and helped me into the house, then she…no, that can't be right. That was just some sick fantasy dream. My baby sister would never have done anything like that. I need to just forget about it.

The smell of bacon led me down the stairs and straight to the kitchen. Mom was setting the table, but when she saw me she ran over and gave me a big hug, wrapping her arms tightly around me. For a 38 year-old Mom was still pretty sexy. Her breasts were somehow even larger than Christi's and gravity had had almost no effect on them. Her stomach was still flat like a teenagers and her ass was a little large, but still had a nice, round shape. Jesus! Now I'm having dirty thoughts about my own mother. What's wrong with me?

Mom finally let go of me and leads me to the table. Immediately she has my plate full of bacon, eggs, and sausage. She's so happy to be able to wait on her "little, baby boy." She wouldn't be so thrilled if she knew the thoughts running around in my mind, that's for sure. "Where's Christi at?" I ask, trying to distract myself.

"She has a walkthrough for graduation, but she told me about that blonde tramp. I told you, blondes are always trouble. You should listen to your mother more."

Well, I'd only been up for 20 minutes and I was already anxious to get the hell out of the house. "Mom, telling me how stupid I was isn't really a good way to cheer me up." Instantly I knew that hurt her, but at the moment I didn't really care. I couldn't deal with listening to her nagging all morning. I scarfed down the rest of my breakfast and went back to my room to lie down.

Checking my phone, I see that I have several new messages. One from Michelle letting me know she had an incredible time last night and that we better do it again…soon! Another from Nicky saying that her and Jess would be back in town tomorrow and were having a couple people go out to their cabin. I'd definitely have to go to that. Some of my best nights in high school were spent at Nicky's cabin.

The last was from Maggie. I guess she was really excited about running into me last night. Three times in her text she mentioned not having to work that night, obviously hoping I'd ask her to do something. Well, she's a cute enough girl and I need something to do. I texted her back, asking if she wanted to go to a movie. Immediately she replied, saying yes with 5 exclamation points and two different smiley faces. I hope she's not actually this peppy all the time. Done with my phone, I put some earbuds in and decide to waste away the day playing games on my computer.

Right at 8 I pull up outside of Maggie's house, surprised by the fact that I was nervous. I rang the doorbell and a middle-age man with short cropped, military style hair answered the door, obviously Maggie's father. He invited me into the living room and gave me a spiel about not hurting his baby girl. Wow! I felt like I was in high school again. Maggie's mom, Julia, walked into the room with a rather short and form fitting dress on. She was sexy! When Maggie entered the room and stood next to her mom it was like looking at sisters. They were both about 5'6" with long, dark brown hair, and extremely slender figures. Their only flaw (if it was one) were their small breasts, not even enough to fill a palm.

Eager to get away from her dad, I quickly led Maggie out the door and to my car. The whole way to the theater Maggie couldn't stop talking. Blabbing about this and that. Fortunately, once we got to the theater and the movie started, she got quite as a mouse. I think I would've had to ditch her otherwise. I couldn't have handled another two straight hours of talking.

After a few minutes I wrapped an arm around her and she snuggled into me. Throughout the movie I ran a finger up and down her side. At one point I grazed it along the side of her boob, but she shrugged it off. Rejected! It was a good thing, though. I'd been getting a little too cocky after yesterday. I still enjoyed the rest of the movie and her warm body felt good cozied into me.

When the movie was over we decided to go to a park towards the outskirts of town that was usually deserted. Her talkative personality was annoying, but she was growing on me. She was so bubbly that it was kind of cute. We found a picnic table a couple hundred yards from the parking lot and sat down on top. "So what's your event?" I ask one of the few times she stops talking to take a breath.

"100 and 200. State champion in both," Maggie replies as she reaches into her purse. To my utter shock she pulls out a J and sparks it. After a couple puffs she passes it to me and lies back on the table. I would've never expected this from Maggie, but I can't say I'm disappointed. I lie down and wrap my arm around her as we finish the J and stare at the stars. She manages to say nothing this whole time! Apparently she just needed a little weed to shut up and then I laugh a little at that thought.

Without warning Maggie hops on top of me and we start making out aggressively. She bites down on my lower lip breaking the skin. The taste of blood in my mouth oddly turns me on more and I pull her head down tighter against my own. Thoughtlessly we make out for several long minutes and I can feel blood flowing into my member, slowly growing harder.

Maggie's hands begin running up and down my chest underneath my shirt. Suddenly she digs her fingernails into my skin and drags them from my chest to my waist. Letting out a slight groan of pain, I could feel the wet, warm blood slowly drip down my sides. Impulsively, my hands shoot to her breasts, clamping down and twisting both nipples as hard as I could, forcing out a long moan of pleasured pain. Our eyes meet and I can see hers are full of pure desire.

Jumping off the table, she yanks my pants and boxers down and grabs a big bottle of lube out of her purse. I wonder how many goodies she has in that purse as copious amounts of lube pour out onto my dick. Using both hands, she stares directly at me as she works the lube in.

After adding a bit more lube Maggie yanks her own shorts and thong down to the ground and off, leaving both of us in nothing but our socks, shoes, and shirts. Leaping back onto the table, she drops her full weight on my abdomen and knocks all breath out of me. With my dick now resting between her ass cheeks she leans down and our lips rejoin each other.

Raising herself above my dick I firmly grab the base, excited to feel her velvety insides. Putting a hand on her waist I pull her down and feel her soaking nether lips make contact with my pulsating knob. "No!" she yells as her body shoots upwards and away from my cock, "What the hell did you think the lube was for?! You only get my ass!"

Well, nothing wrong with that. I keep a firm grasp on my dick, but this time opt to let her lower herself. We both let out low moans as my head makes contact with her puckered hole. It resists at first, but slowly gives way allowing my head to slip in. Staring deeply into my eyes Maggie forces all her wait straight down. Listening to her scream at the top of her lungs I watch the first 4 inches of my dick disappear into her tight oven, but go no further. Placing her petite hands on my pecs Maggie gyrates her hips in wide arching circles.

Trying to force my dick deeper into her ass she places most of her weight directly over my dick. Unbearably slowly I can see more of my cock disappearing, mere fractions at a time. It takes all my will power not to roll us off the picnic table and fuck here into senselessness.

15 of the longest minutes of my life pass by, but finally she fits it all in. The moment I feel her full weight resting on me, she starts shaking and convulsing uncontrollably. As a powerful orgasm rakes through her body, her asshole clamps down so tightly on my pole that I think she's going to sever it from the rest of my body.

Finally, her body collapses onto my chest and I gently stroke her hair while she slowly regains her breath. "Jesus. I didn't think I'd ever be able to get it all in," she whispers into my ear. "I've never felt such excruciating pain in my life. I was so turned on, though. My pussy is sopping wet."

"Well, I think you're ready for more," I whisper back to her. Excitedly Maggie kisses me, finally remembering that she still had my fully rigid prick buried in her asshole. Without letting my dick slip out an inch, I manage to get us off the table and lay her flat on her back on the ground. Instinctively she throws her legs onto my shoulders and locks them behind my neck. This gives me perfect leverage to pound down and hard into her unbelievably tight hole.

Slowly I withdraw from her asshole, listening to her soft moans. Letting my dick head rest partially in her puckered hole I grab her sides high up on her body, my thumbs planted firmly on top of her nipples. Not wanting to waste any more time I drill my cock all the way home, immediately pull back, and repeat.

My thrusts are so violent that each time I bottom out our bodies are thrown forward a few inches. Without knowing how, I manage to maintain this pace for several long minutes. Maybe I'd been building my stamina up the last couple days. I watch several twigs and a small pine cone slip under her body as my pounding moves us further and further away from the picnic table. Good thing she left her top on, otherwise she'd have some serious cuts on her back. She might anyway.

As my humping continues, Maggie's moans continue to grow louder. Without realizing it, we've now worked our way all the way over to a large tree. Letting her legs fall from my shoulders, Maggie pushes her back up flat against the tree, her ass several inches off the ground. Grateful for the change, I slow down a bit and hump upwards into her now not so tight hole. At least until her screams grew deafening and her asshole clamped down tight again. Her eyes rolled back and her body began shuddering as she entered a blissful state of orgasm for the second time. Thank God this park is deserted. There's no way people wouldn't think I was raping her from listening to her screams.

No longer able to bear the pressure on my dick, I quickly withdraw and stuff several inches of my meat into her mouth, pinning her head against the trunk of the tree. Eagerly, Maggie begins licking and slobbering all over my dick. My orgasm is long over due and the boiling in my balls tells me now is the moment. "I'm gonna fucking cuuuuuummmm!" I scream. Withdrawing and thrusting in with all my force an ocean of cum floods down her throat. Mass amounts of liquid force her to start gagging. I don't give a fuck, though. It's just adding to the wonderful sensations rushing throughout my body.

My dick, as well as the rest of me, were now completely drained. I let myself fall to the ground and lie flat on my back. Maggie hurriedly rushes toward my deflating cock, eager to start clean-up duty. Once she is convinced she's done a good job, she climbs up my body and rests her head on my chest.

After dropping Maggie off I started driving home. I was absolutely exhausted and my body was pretty beaten up. I had excruciating burns on my knees, my chest was on fire from the 10 foot long cuts, and my dick felt completely raw. I couldn't remember my body ever being this worn down.

Entering the house I was slightly surprised to see that Christi was still up and watching t.v. in the living room. After a short debate in my head I decided to join her instead of going straight to bed. "Oh! Finally back from your BIG date, huh, Dean," Uh-oh. My sister didn't sound happy and she was a fierce rival when she wanted to be. I almost backtracked straight out of the room, but that would only make things worse later.

"Um…Yeah. I'm pretty exhausted, though," I respond in my most soothing voice, hoping to avoid confrontation. I lay down on a big love seat next to the couch she's on, ready to face whatever's coming.

"I bet you are." Great. She couldn't have said that with more sarcasm. "Uh, Dean? Why the hell is your shirt covered with blood? Jesus! Have you seen your knees?" The deep blush that filled my cheeks was almost worse than answering that question and having no explanation I wanted to give my sister I just kept my mouth shut. Graciously she decided not to push the issue, instead opting to seeth in silence and turn back to the t.v.

Closing my eyes, I try gathering my strength to get off the love seat, but before I can make an attempt I feel the full weight of a body landing on me and lips locking into a kiss with my own. Impulsively my lips respond, but as my eyes open and the fact that I'm making out with my sister hits me, I quickly shove her off and spring to the floor.

"Christi, what do you think you're doing?"

"What am I doing?!" she screams, "What the FUCK are you doing? Last night I'm good enough to give you a blowjob, but know that you found that Maggie tramp I'm such dirt you won't even kiss me!"

"Sis…wait…that really happened? Oh my God," I was feeling a little light-headed and dizzy, not to mention the sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. "I thought that was a dream. I'm so sorry I did that to you. I love you, but that was soooo wrong of me." Tears formed in my eyes at the disgust I felt for myself. Having no idea what to do I ran out of the room, up the stairs, and to my bedroom, leaving my shock-faced sister behind. It took several minutes for my pulse to slow down, but mercifully sleep finally came for me.

I was having a great dream about Christi thoroughly working my cock over. My hand tightly grabbed the hair on the back of her head, forcing her to take my meat further down her throat. Light moans slowly escaped my lips as I got lost in the glorious wetness of the blowjob.

That's when my eyes opened and I realized my fingers really were entwined in a mop of hair and my dick actually was entrapped in wet, warm mouth. I looked down but my sheets were covering up the person giving me such joy. Saying a silent prayer that this somehow wasn't Christi I threw the sheets back and my heart instantly dropped. "Hey big bro," Christi said as she pulled off my dick. "If you're not gonna give this big thing to me, I'm just gonna take it. If you know anything about me, you should know that I always get what I want."

I fell straight onto the floor because I tried getting out of bed so fast. Scrambling around the room I finally found a pair of shorts to pull on and turned to face my sister. "Christi! You shouldn't be doing this. It's wrong. I'm sorry if I misled you last night, but this isn't going to happen."

"Oh, poor big brother. You think you have a choice, but sooner or later I WILL get you."

"No, you won't. I won't allow it. I forgot to lock my door, but that won't happen again." I open my door, holding it expectantly.

Slowly my sister starts leaving, but she has to get in the last word. "Did you forget to lock your door or deep down do you really want this as much as me?" With that she struts out the door, shaking her ass the whole way. Before going back to bed I make sure to lock the door this time.

Damnit! Now I had blue balls. As I lay there trying to finish myself off the only thing I could think about was Christi's wet mouth wrapped tightly around my dick. Fuck it. Throwing the sheets over my waist I no longer cared about the pain in my balls.

As I lay there trying to fall asleep I was kept up by one thought. Did I on some deep level not lock my door because I was hoping that would happen? I lay awake for hours feeling guilty, because I did want it just as much as Christi…if not more.

I didn't wake up till the next afternoon and thankfully Christi had already left. My body was so incredibly sore that it was a struggle just to walk around the house. After getting cleaned up and eating I realized I had nothing to do. The thought of being around when Christi showed up was absolutely dreadful, too.

I sent Nicky a text asking when her and Jess would head out to her cabin. A few minutes later I got a reply saying they'd be leaving in about an hour and that I could ride out with them if I wanted. That sounded fantastic!

An hour later I had a backpack with some extra clothes as I hopped into the backseat of Jess's car. Nicky and Jess both looked absolutely incredible. They both had on string bikini tops that only just managed to cover the front of their C cup breasts. Nicky had on very tight spandex shorts that I bet formed nicely over her bubble butt and her fire red hair looked ablaze in the sun light. Jess's extremely short denim shorts were no disappointment either. As we headed down the road and onto the highway I got lost staring into the rearview mirror at Jess's beautiful face framed by her long, sleek, black hair.

It was great talking to the girls on the way there and catching up on everything they'd been doing the last year. It also reminded me that I'd missed out on a year of these beautiful girls friendship, all because of my cheating ex, Amanda. Well, I'd just have to make up for lost time, and Nicky's cabin was a perfect opportunity for that.

When we got to the cabin the girls quickly ran inside, leaving me to carry all their crap in. I didn't mind since about half of it was food and alcohol. It looked like we'd be well stocked.

Carrying the last load in and dropping it on the floor Nicky shoves a large mixed drink into my hand. "Toast," Nicky says, raising her own glass into the air, "to a great freshman year, catching up with old friends, and the start of the best summer ever!"

"Here, here," Jess and I respond in unison, clanking our cups against Nicky's. In just a couple of minutes we down our drinks. Pulling their shorts down the girls reveal their itty, bitty string bottoms, the small triangle patch of fabric on the front was barely able to cover their pussies.

10 minutes later we were splashing and dunking each other in the pond next to the cabin. It felt incredible running my hands all over their sexy, dripping wet bodies. Their small hands all over my chest, attempting to pull me under the water, dragging me back and forth was even better, though. I was a little shocked, but extremely happy when their fingers started lightly grazing over my cock under the water. Spurred on, I began freely grabbing their wonderful breasts and asses as I threw their petite frames around the pond.

Out of breath and laughing we crawled out of the pond and collapsed on the grass, soaking in the sun. Nicky went and grabbed us a couple rounds of beers, wiggling her ass as she went. "I forgot how much fun you girls were," I say, rolling onto my side to look at Jess in her sexy bikini, the water and sun making her body sparkle.

"Oh, you have no idea how much fun we can be."

"What do you mean?"

"If you're lucky you just might find out later. Now shut up and enjoy the sun."

As darkness began creeping over the sky we decided to go back in the cabin. "So when is everyone else showing up?" I ask.

The girls glance at each other and then two devious smiles are staring me in the face. "We thought it would be more fun if the three of us got to spend the night hanging out with each other," Nicky tells me. Well I sure as hell wasn't about to complain about getting to hang out with these two beauties all night.

Downing the drinks in their hands the girls came and sat on my lap, each taking a leg. Their fingers ran lightly through my hair, gently scratching my scalp. Then they leaned in close to each other and their lips met in an open-mouth kiss. I could clearly see their tongues jabbing and fighting each other as they slowly swapped spit in the most sensual way possible. Within seconds my shorts were beginning to feel a little tight.

Nicky's hands came up to her friends nipples and lightly tweaked each in turn. Jess let out a few low moans and her hard nipples were now on display, poking prominently through her bikini top. I raise my hand and pull the string on the back of her top, allowing her globes to fall free from their trap. Nicky's face dropped and latched onto a hard nipple and I pulled Jess toward me, our lips meeting for the first time.

Nicky was going to town on Jess's chest, licking all over her gorgeous friend's boobs she made sure they were completely covered in her saliva. Next I let loose the sexy redhead's breasts, giving Jess an opportunity to return the favor and me a chance to get my tongue into Nicky's mouth. For several minutes the girls alternated nursing one another while my member grew ever more rigid, mass amounts of blood flowing into it. I think this might be the hottest thing I've ever seen or been involved with.

The girls jump off my lap and onto the floor, wasting no time in stripping their bottoms off each other. Crawling into a 69 and diving into the other's pussy they put on quite a show for me. At first the sounds of lapping are very audible, but soon it's hard to hear anything but their moaning.

"Fuck Nickyyyy! My clit…suck my clit…oh God…I'm…I'm….cuuuuming!" Pulling away and sitting square on her friends face, I can see that Nicky's beautiful face is covered with Jess's juices. I start standing up so I can join in on the fun, but Nicky motions with her hand for me to sit back down. Slightly disappointed I slump back into my seat and start rubbing my shaft through my shorts.

The black-haired beauty's face was now receiving pretty rough treatment with Nicky grinding her pussy down hard. She was so forceful that for a moment I thought she was trying to grind her pubic bone to dust. "That's it! Stick your tongue in deeper. DEEPER damnit!" Nicky screamed down at her friend. Nicky was in quite a frenzy now, with no control over her convulsing. "More! Please baby, I need more." Damn Nicky sounded sexy begging. "Ugh…ugggghhh." With wild abandon Nicky started humping down incredibly fast, obviously experiencing a very powerful orgasm.

After a few moments in which Nicky catches her breath, both girls seductively crawl towards me. Reaching me, each place a hand on my shorts and grab a fistful of the material. "Now, time for the real treat," Nicky says with a dazzling smile.

"But Dean, you better have enough for the both of us," says Jess, finishing the sentence.

"We don't mind sharing."

"But we each want our fair share." With that they yank my shorts right past my ass, knees, feet, and off. Immediately they attack my thick, 7.5" cock. On opposite sides of my dick, they lick from the base up, sharing a sloppy kiss when they reach the head. Nicky engulfs the end of my dick as Jess drops lower to take a cum-filled ball into her mouth. It's complete sensory overload. I've had many fantasies, but I never actually thought I'd experience two girls working their damnedest to please my rod.

The sensations coursing through me are incredible. All thought has now left my mind. My head falls backwards as several long, low moans rush out of my mouth. The girls switch positions and my knob is now bouncing into the back of Jess's throat as she tries to deep throat me. Finally accepting that she can't fit it all, she stuffs my member as far in as possible and starts humming around my cock. For a moment I think she's going to push me over the edge, but I somehow manage to hold it back.

Wanting to make sure I spend plenty of time in their pussies, I pull Jess up into my lap. I grab onto her hips and place her soft pussy lips against the head of my cock. Nicky, still slobbering on my balls, takes a firm grasp of the base of my dick and runs my knob up and down her friend's lips. Letting out sultry moans, Jess tries to buck her hips, but my hands hold her in place. Craving to be inside her, I gently lower her body onto my pole.

Slowly she descends down my cock until I see her pussy make contact with Nicky's hand. As Jess raises up, Nicky releases her grip to put all her focus into making my nut sack even cleaner than she already had. I grasp the back of Jess's head and thrust my tongue into her mouth. She quickly works the rest of me into her pussy and sets a rapid pace.

Up and down, side to side, faster and faster. She's acting like a girl possessed. Possessed with a need for my dick. Each time she lands I can feel the head of my dick making contact with her cervix, and each time her body trembles just a little bit.

Jess stops her bouncing and I can see Nicky's petite hands on her thighs holding her down. Making a quick adjustment, Jess is now fiercely grinding back and forth. As I notice a lack of attention to my balls and hear Jess's screams grow louder, I look around her body and can see Nicky eating out her asshole. Then, as Nicky forces a thumb into her friend's ass it all becomes too much for me. Without giving any warning, I pull Jess down as hard as I can and fill her womb with my steaming semen. This apparently sends her into her first cock-induced orgasm of the night and her entire body goes completely stiff.

After a few moments Jess's eyes close and she passes out on top of me. Stroking her hair gently and with my pole still planted inside of her, I carry Jess over to a couch and lay her down. I go to the fridge and grab a cold beer, looking back at the couch and watching Nicky clean every last glob of cum out of her friends pussy.

Finished with her work, Nicky walks over to me and downs the rest of my beer. Not surprisingly, the little show I just watched has kept my dick completely hard. Noticing this, Nicky grabs onto it like a handle and leads me to an open space in the room. She drops to her hands and knees and places the side of her head against the carpet. "Just two requests, Dean. Hard and deep," she says.

Not giving a shit about the burns I already have on my knees I scoot up behind her. Placing my knob just inside her wet folds I ram my cock all the way to the root in one go, obeying her requests. I instantly build up to the fastest pace possible and for several minutes can hear nothing but her non-stop moaning.

Withdrawing my dick I hear a wet "plop" as it leaves Nicky's velvety cavern. I roll her onto her back and quickly re-enter. She locks her legs behind my lower back and somehow manages to pull me in even deeper than before. We're now just two sweaty messes, completely lost in our desire to cum one last time.

Knowing I'm close, a wicked idea pops into my head. Pulling out of Nicky, I grab her hand and lead her over to the couch. I'm glad to see that Jess's mouth is wide open. Bending Nicky over the arm of the couch I thrust my cock back into her pussy and resume the pounding. Wanting to make sure she comes again, I reach around and furiously rub and pinch her clit. "Oh Fuck Dean! I'm getting close. Just a little more. Just a little harder," she pants.

"Me too. Me fucking aghhhh!" Simultaneously we launch into our orgasms. I wrap both arms tightly around her as our bodies shake as one. As we come down I leave my cock inside her for a few more moments, allowing her tight pussy to milk the last few drops of cum out of my dick.

Knowing that she's filled to capacity, I pull out and quickly cover her pussy with my hand, refusing to let one bit of cum drip out. Picking her up I place her pussy only inches above Jess's still wide open mouth. "I don't think she's gotten her fair share yet," I tell Nicky. Seeing that she understands I move my hand away from her pussy and watch the cum pour out and into Jess's mouth. Nicky gently massages her friend's throat, ensuring she swallows instead of chokes. All too soon the sexy scene is over and I help Nicky climb off the couch.

Too hot and bothered to go to sleep, Nicky and I grab another beer and head to the pond. We spend a short while skinny dipping and then fall asleep in the grass holding each other.

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The rest of the week ended up being pure hell. I was overjoyed and exhilarated from the experience of my first threesome and couldn't believe how lucky I'd been. Unfortunately, life insists you ride the roller coaster and just when you're at the peak it takes a sharp dive back down.

Nicky and Jess we're out of state visiting some of Nicky's cousins, Maggie had to work every evening and night, and while Michelle had been anxious to hang out again, I was afraid of her getting attached to me again. This meant I had to spend the rest of the week cooped up in the house with Christi. She'd spend hours during the day hitting on me and trying to break my will.

She'd walk around the house in short shorts that fit snugly against her ass and white, see-through tank tops with lacy black bras underneath or the smallest bikinis she could find, on the pretense she was going to go swimming. For some reason she'd never actually make it out back to the pool to go swimming, though. When we'd pass each other in the hallway she'd "accidentally" bump into me and graze my crotch with her hand. If I was watching t.v. in the living room she'd hop on my lap and try to snuggle in. Towards the end of the week I was becoming so pent up with sexual frustration and desire I refused to even leave my room if Mom wasn't home.

Two good things did happen that week, though. I got a job at the local country club where my family was a member. I figured I would be needing more excuses to get out of the house and away from my sister. Also, it would be nice to make a little extra money. I would start the following week.

The second, and much more important thing, was that Saturday night my two older sisters came home for the summer. They went to a university out of state and they'd just gotten done with finals a few days before. Jen and Ashley were identical twins and they didn't really look at all like my Mom or Christi. Like me, they both took after our Dad. They were tall, 5'10", with slender, but extremely athletic and lithe bodies. Their breasts were small B cups, but still a good handful and their long legs gave them killer asses. They also had the same thin, light brown hair as me. They were two years older than me and I could remember in high school how everyone treated them like living goddesses, which might not have been far off. They really were intoxicatingly beautiful.

With Jen and Ashley now in the house it was finally safe to leave my room again. Christi didn't dare try and be so bold in front of our older sisters. Jen and Ashley had always been the wild children, but she knew her sexual advances would be too much even for them, and they had been pretty wild. When I was twelve Dad had caught them doing God knows what with their best friends Liz and Krystal.

It was great having them around. I hadn't realized how much I'd missed them. Maybe part of that was due to the relief they offered me from Christi, but it seemed like we had a lot more in common than we used to.

They insisted on still treating me like their little brother, though. Ruffling my hair every time they walked by and calling me by my unflattering nickname "Dean the Bean." A nickname they gave me when I was younger. Being the only boy in the house, they'd found my lack/care of control over my, ahem, bodily functions a little unusual. I didn't mind the nickname much, though. They always knew better than to use it outside of the house.

Sunday morning Christi went over to the school early to get ready for graduation, while the rest of us set everything up for her party. Mom managed to only have 3 or 4 mini crises, quite a bit better than she did for the rest of us!

By noon we were sitting in crappy, plastic folding chairs in the gymnasium and as close to the graduates as possible. We only had to get there an hour early to get these seats! The ceremony dragged on forever. I couldn't understand why it took 2 hours when there were only 150 people graduating.

I was pretty surprised when I saw Maggie go up on stage to give the valedictorian speech. She looked rather pretty and had somehow managed to make her black graduation gown look good. I don't remember a word she said, because her whole speech I was lost in thought recalling our night in the park only 7 days before.

Finally, and none too soon, there were caps flying everywhere and the ceremony was over. Christi came over and gave us all hugs, my Mom crying and mumbling about how proud she was. When I Christi got to me, her hug was a little tighter than necessary and I could feel her slightly rub her crotch against my own.

On the way out of the gym I spotted Maggie and told my family I'd meet them at home for the party. As I walked up to Maggie she noticed me approaching and a huge smile broke out across her face. She was absolutely beaming. I gave her a big hug and congratulated her, telling her how impressed I was that she was valedictorian.

"So…I know your sister has a party, but are you gonna stop by mine for a while?" she asked, and then putting a puppy dog look on her face added, "Pleeeaassse."

I chuckled a bit and responded. "Absolutely. I won't miss much anyway."

"Yay! I'll ride over to my house with you then if you don't mind waiting a few minutes." Giving me a wink, she turned around and resumed talking to her family. Julia, her Mom, caught my eye and I gave her a short wave before going out to my car to wait.

Before I'd even managed to get out of the parking lot Maggie had my zipper down and her hand inside of my boxers. I instantly had a rock hard boner and her soft hands felt incredible running up and down my length. She gave me a kiss on the cheek and started nibbling on my ear. Her hot breath in my ear was driving me wild.

With her free hand she momentarily pulled my face towards her and gave me a peck on the lips. Then, in one fluid motion she whipped my cock out of my boxers and had her sweet lips wrapped tightly around it. My head rolled backwards and I moaned loudly, then quickly refocused on keeping the car between the lanes.

It was extremely difficult to stay on the road, though. The loud slurping coming from my waist was loudly emanating throughout the car and every nerve in my body was on fire. This was a dangerous distraction, but getting road head had long been on my bucket list and I wasn't going to miss this opportunity to get it crossed off.

With one hand still on the wheel, I used the other to force her head further into my lap. I was amazed at her skills. Her tongue swirling around my dick felt incredible and she'd worked a hand into my boxers to play with my balls. She was gently rolling them through her little fingers, occasionally giving them a light tug.

I let her know we were only a few minutes from her house and my words seemed to spur her on. She jammed as much of my dick into her mouth as possible and started quickly bobbing. Each time down she would take a little bit more.

Now she'd reached her capacity. She'd get about 6 inches in and start gagging uncontrollably, slobber flying every on her way up. Maggie refused to give up, though. Again and again she'd get the first 6 in and start gagging.

I'd just turned onto her street, still a few blocks away. We were running out of time now and if I didn't nut before we got to her house I'd have a horrible case of blue balls. I was so distracted from driving I didn't notice the speed bump coming up. I hit it hard, going about 30 mph. As the tires made contact with the speed bump, Maggie's head was once again trying to engulf my whole length.

I bumped high up out of my seat and my cock shot deeper into her mouth than before, overcoming her gag reflex and going straight into her throat. Immediately I felt my cum shoot from deep in my balls, through the shaft, and directly down her throat and into her stomach.

Somehow in the midst of my orgasmic bliss I was smart enough to hit the brakes and just stopped in the middle of the street. My hand roughly held her head down, her nose pressed firmly against my pubes. Shot after shot of my full load rocketed down her throat until I thought there was no more jizz left in my body.

Breathing heavily I finally let her come up for air and rested my head against the seat. Still basking in the aftermath of a powerful cum, I drove the last block to her house while she put my member away and zipped me up.

Extremely content, I enjoyed a few sandwiches and piece of ice cream cake while talking to a few kids a couple grades below me. I felt like an old guy, though. They were all still wrapped up in petty high school drama and ragging on teachers. After 45 minutes I decided that I should probably go, so I went up to Maggie to let her know.

"Hey, I'm gonna head out. I should probably get going to my sister's party."

"Oh, but you can't go yet! I still have a surprise for you and I think it's right about time." Without letting me say another word, Maggie grabbed my hand and took me upstairs. She led me to the end of a hallway and turned to talk to me more. "So, I'm sure you noticed the other night at the park, that I wouldn't let you fuck me in my pussy." I only laughed a little in my head, recalling the fond memory, and nodded. "Well…um….I'm a virgin…and I don't really have any plans on changing that." It was a little disappointing to hear, but I let her go on. "I still really like sex. Actually, I LOVE sex, but I'm waiting. I feel awful, though, that you don't have a nice, warm, wet, vagina to stick your beautiful cock in to. I think I have a solution, though."

Maggie pushed open the door next to us and standing in all her naked glory was her mother. My jaw nearly dropped to the floor as my eyes bugged out at this beautiful woman. "See, my Dad's always away on business and even when he is here he doesn't pay attention to Mom. I figured that since you're not getting inside my pussy, you might as well get inside hers AND help scratch a certain itch of hers at the same time."

With that, she smiled and pushed me toward Julia. I didn't even notice her leave the room or close the door. I was too focused on this gorgeous woman's body and thinking about my dumb luck.

Julia approached me seductively, her long, swaying hair going this and that way. I finally managed to recover as her lips brushed against my own. With no hesitation my hands started to freely roam all over her body, wanting to feel every square inch of her.

"Maggie told me she already got you warmed up," Julia said, lightly patting my crotch, "but I still want a taste of my own." She quickly dropped to her knees and I helped speed the process along by stripping out of my clothes to join her in nakedness.

Thanks to her daughter's previous ministrations, I wasn't yet fully rigid. Julia grabbed my semi-hard cock. She ran her hand up and down it a few times and then slapped it against her cheek a few times. The soft "whapping" on her face sent blood flooding into my shaft. Now fully hard, she took my engorged knob into her wet mouth. It felt heavenly as she tongued the slit on my head. Her teeth scraped the soft underside of my cock head as she worked more in.

This MILF was getting me worked up in a hurry and I needed to calm myself down a bit. I pulled her head away and led her to the bed in the room. Gently I pushed her down so that her legs were still hanging over the edge.

Spreading her legs I zeroed in on her sweet pussy. My head approaching its goal, I stopped for a second to admire the small tuft of dark brown pubic hair. I grinned widely as I noticed it was in the shape of an arrow, pointing directly down towards her clit and pussy.

Her aroma was almost overpowering and I could already see her juices dripping onto the bed. Unable to wait any longer I dove straight in. I shoved my tongue as deep as it could go, slowly withdrew, and started lapping at her wetness. Julia's head rolled back on the bed and loud moans started to fill the room.

She yanked my head away from her delicious pussy by the hair and I looked up at her, a little peeved. "There are a lot of people downstairs and they can't hear this. You'll have to gag me. Over there," she said, pointing at her panties in a corner of the room.

Swiftly I retrieved them and stuffed them deeply into her gaping mouth. Satisfied that would stifle her, I returned to my duties. This time I shoved two fingers into her cunt and licked at her large clit. The panties were helping, but occasionally a loud moan would make it through the material.

I fit a third finger into her honey pot, vigorously working all three in and out. Her juices were now flowing faster and in larger quantities and her hips were bucking wildly on the bed. I had to hold down tightly on her abdomen with my free hand in order to continue the finger fucking.

A little curious, I wanted to see if I could fit a fourth finger into her pussy. A bit to my shock, my pinky finger managed to enter to the first knuckle. As if sensing my surprise, Julia pulled the panties out of her mouth and informed me, "Maggie let me know how long and fat your cock is, so I bought a big black dildo to make things a little easier."

My curiosity satisfied I returned to work and she replaced the panties in her mouth. Her body was writhing on the bed again and I was eager to fill her with my meat. Working my four fingers in as far as I could, I clamped down tightly on her clit with my teeth and sent her flying over the edge. The moans from her orgasm made the panties almost useless and she was forced to nearly suffocate herself with a pillow.

Satisfied with my thorough pussy eating, I stood up and threw her legs onto my shoulders. Not giving her a chance to catch her breath, I shoved my painfully stiff penis to the hilt. Immediately the pillow returned to cover her screams.

Repeatedly I slammed into her pussy, my balls slapping loudly against her ass. I leaned over and nibbled on her delicious nipples and small breasts. My breath was already becoming ragged, so I rolled us over, hoping a change would help slow me down.

Julia didn't disappoint as she slowed the pace down, clearly enjoying every inch I had to offer. She was slowly riding me, pulling out until only my head was left in and then just as slowly descending. I tweaked her nipples for a few minutes before moving my hands to her ass and digging my fingers into the soft skin.

This woman looked absolutely incredible on top of my dick. Sweat was running down her body, giving her a radiant glow. Her pussy muscles were slowly squeezing and releasing my thick cock, creating amazing feelings for the both of us.

The ache in balls told me I couldn't resist for much longer, so wanting to be in control again I rolled us back into a missionary position. "I'm getting fucking close…I can't hold it for much longer," I said, starting to lose my breath again.

"Meh ooh. Uck meh ard," she managed to scream through her panty filled mouth. With the extra encouragement I reached jackhammer pace.

"Ahhh! Ahhh! Fuck! I'm cumming!" I nearly screamed. Several hot spurts of semen began to fill her pussy as I felt it clamp down tightly around my cock. We were both humping crazily into each other, trying to get our orgasms to last as long as possible.

When the last wave of pleasure swept through our bodies, I pulled the saliva soaked panties from Julia's mouth and kissed her for several long minutes. "You know, you have an incredible daughter. I can't believe she set this all up."

"She really is great. She's been trying to take care of my needs for years. Ever since my husband lost his libido. She's a fantastic pussy eater, but I really needed a hard dick inside me."

"What?! You and your daughter?"

"Oh God. I shouldn't have said anything, but she can lick a mean pussy." I was speechless. I thought I'd never meet anyone else who'd broken that taboo, and she seemed so happy about it.

Finding out about Julia and her daughter's incestuous behavior gave me a lot to think about on the way home. I knew incest was wrong, but I also knew that Julia and Maggie loved each other deeply. They were such normal, happy people. Clearly incest hadn't hurt them at all. Would it be that way for Christi and Me?

When I arrived home the house was still jam-packed full of relatives and my sister's friends. My absence hadn't even been noticed. I quickly joined in the discussion with my family. I didn't get to see them often, only holidays and special occasions, so there was a lot to catch up on.

There was also a lot of the typical crap. My aunts couldn't believe how big I was and what a mature young man I'd become. My grandma insisted on hugging me every time I walked by her. It was good seeing them all, but by the time things were winding down at 7 I'd had enough of my extended family for one day.

After getting everything cleaned up Mom left to spend the night at Aunt Sharon's house. She'd decided that Christi could have an actual party as long as she didn't invite too many people over and Jen and Ashley chaperoned so things didn't get out of control. Apparently Mom had forgotten who her twin daughters were since they'd gone to college.

As soon as Mom's car was out of the driveway Jen and Ashley had me carry the keg they'd bought into the house. Within an hour the house was chalk full of recently graduated minors getting wasted.

The three of us decided to join in the festivities and were teaching these kids all kinds of drinking games. We played a few rounds of Baseball, quite a bit of "Fuck You", and even some Louisville Chugger. I had no idea where we got a wiffleball bat, though. One of us easily won every game we played and were having quite a bit of fun.

Jen and Ashley had to regulate the party still. Mom would be pissed if everything in the house was broken when she came home tomorrow. Using me as a bouncer, they had several assholes kicked out. I think they just enjoyed being in charge, mostly.

A couple hours into the party Christi managed to corner me. "Big brother, you're going to fuck me tonight," she whispered into my ear and then lightly bit it.

"Oh, I know. I hope you're ready for me."

At first she was so shocked at my words she couldn't think of anything to do, but then a huge smile appeared on her face and she hugged me tighter than ever. "Oh, thank you, Dean! Thank you so much."

Honestly, I was a little surprised at my words too. I guess finding out about Maggie and her Mom helped me to accept just how badly I wanted my little sister. We both wanted it and my denying that fact had only made both our lives hell this last week. Well, I was tired of living in hell. That could wait until I was dead.

Half an hour later Christi found me again and wrapped her hand in my own. She led me up the stairs and into my room. I took my shirt off while she locked the door. We lie down on the bed together and I pull her close to me.

Moving her hair out of her face I can see her eyes sparkle with excitement. I let her climb on top of me and we slowly, sensually begin to make out. Her lips feel so incredibly soft against my own and her body is very warm pressed tightly to me. My hands roam down to her ass and into her back pockets. Her kiss intensifies as I firmly grab each cheek.

I move my mouth to her neck, sucking hard, trying to give her a big hickey. I move my head further down and kiss her breasts through her top while she plants gentle kisses on top of my head. I return my lips to hers and she slowly rubs her pubic bone against my own. Every action we make, we do it slowly, letting the passion, lust, and desire build.

After countless minutes I've worked her top over her large breasts. I unclasp her bra, but don't take it off. Rather choosing to let it fall off in due time. My sister's grinding has slightly increased in pace and my cock is nearly hard, but neither of us rush things. We're determined to let things come as they may.

As we continue kissing, my hands stroke her beautiful hair and her bra straps fall free from her shoulders. My chest is now the only thing allowing the fabric to cover her breasts. That doesn't last for long as Christi lifts her body slightly off of me and pulls the bra all the way off, finally freeing her massive globes.

Rolling us over I latch on to one nipple and then the other, flicking the tips with my tongue. I unbutton and pull down the zipper on her pants, but then move back up to rejoin our lips. I run my hands over her breasts and tweak her nipples as our tongues dance between one another's mouth.

Finally, I move down toward her pussy. I pull my shorts off, leaving only my boxers on, and then remove her denim shorts as well. I gently kiss the top of her thong covered pussy, then pull it off as well. Lowering my head, I kiss a tight circle around her pussy, careful not to actually make contact with her nether lips.

Christi impulsively spread her legs out wide. Pulling back a little, I plant 10, 20, 30 soft kisses on her thighs. I can tell the anticipation is killing her. Not wanting to tease my sister any further, I quickly attack her clit with my mouth.

The slow build-up and teasing must have had my sister on edge, because seconds after I begin my assault her legs lock tightly around my neck and suffocate me against her pussy. I can feel her body convulsing wildly around me as she is hit by her orgasm. Panting uncontrollably, low moan after low moan reaches my ears.

I don't stop my licking and nibbling until I feel her hands push my face away. Looking up at my sister I can see that her hair has been flung everywhere and is stuck to her sweaty, sticky body. "No more. I've waited too long to feel you in me," she says breathlessly, "I've wanted you for so long."

"I've wanted you for a long time too. I just didn't realize it."

"Dean, you don't get what I'm saying. I've waited for you. I'm a virgin. I've always wanted you to be my first." I had no idea what to say. This beautiful angel wanted me to be the first to invade her most private region with a penis. She's waited until I was ready. Well, she wouldn't have to wait much longer.

I leaned down and pulled her into a long kiss, my boxers falling to the floor. My cock was bumping into her pussy. With a firm grip on the shaft I pushed my head against her opening and looked at her face. She gave me a slight nod and I entered her.

She was incredibly tight and I only went in until my knob had entered, then stopped. We let out a collective breath and I worked the next inch in. I pulled back and humped just the first couple inches in and out for a few minutes. This whole time our eyes never left one another's.

Eventually I worked enough in to bump into her hymen. Instantly she grimaced, anticipating the pain that was to come. I looked at her for final confirmation. "Like a band-aid," she whispered quietly. I pull back until only my cock head remained wrapped in her lips. Leaning over and kissing her sensually, I thrust with a great force, break all the way through her hymen, and bury my 7.5" dick to the base.

Listening to my sister scream at the initial pain, my heart broke into a million pieces, saddened beyond belief that I'd caused her such pain. I held her tightly to me as I kissed her forehead over and over again.

After a few minutes of holding stock still inside her, Christi lowers my face so our lips can meet. I see a few tears drying on her face, but her kiss is full of passion. Taking this as a sign to continue, I work my cock in and out of her pussy very slowly.

Now that the pain is gone, though, Christi clearly is getting more and more into this. She grabs my ass cheeks and starts pulling me into her faster. Prompted by her actions, I thrust harder and deeper into her. With each thrust her moans grow louder and more plentiful.

Christi stops me and pushes me off. Quickly she scampers on to her hands and knees, her ass sticking out straight at me. Getting up on my knees I quickly re-enter her glistening folds. "Oh…oh yeah…more Dean…this feels sooooo good. Faster. Harder. Deeper. Harder damnit!"

Turned on by her screaming I become more aggressive. I yank hard on her hair, earning a loud moan of approval. I refuse to let her head fall down towards the bed, instead keeping a firm grip on her long locks. Reaching underneath her with my other hand I furiously rub her clit.

This change of pace from the long, drawn out, sensual build-up to fast and a little rough is putting me on edge. Giving a few final thrusts I feel her pussy begin to clamp down tightly on my shaft as she screams and orgasms. Pulling out I blow the largest load of my life all over her back, nearly pasting the entirety of it.

Exhausted from a long day and this incredible sexual experience I pull the two of us under the sheets. Not giving a fuck about the blood, cum, and juices now drying on our bodies I hold Christi firmly against myself and fall asleep.

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I had one of the greatest nights of sleep in my life. Content and happy I awoke the next morning sad to see that Christi was no longer in my bed. Well, that's for the best. It would have been pretty awful if Jen and Ashley had caught her in here with me. I have no idea what we would have told them. We're going to need to be a lot more careful in the future if we don't want to get busted. We definitely can't fall asleep in each other's beds anymore.

I was hungry and absolutely reeked of sex. After showering and cooking myself a big breakfast I went from room to room and my sisters were nowhere to be found, but the first floor of the house was pretty trashed. Returning to the kitchen I noticed a note on the table that I must have overlooked during breakfast. The girls had gone into the city an hour away to do a full day of shopping and asked me to clean the house and return the now empty keg before Mom got home.

Great sisters I have! Leaving me to clean up this whole mess by myself. It took a few hours and 4 trash bags, but I finally got all the half full cups of beer dumped and everything back in its rightful place. I didn't really mind all that work. What had really sucked was trying to remove stains from the white carpet and putting a door back on its hinges. How the hell did someone get it off in the first place?

After I dropped the keg off at the liquor store I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. It was a call from Ali! Ali was the first person I'd hooked up with after I found out what a cheating skank my ex Amanda was. Apparently she was driving through town on the way to her cousin's where she was spending the rest of the summer. I was excited to hear that she'd be only a town away for the next three months. Maybe that would mean a few more opportunities to hook up with her!

Anyway, she wanted to know if I'd like to go ahead and get some lunch before she went the rest of the way to her cousins. Of course I did! I was pretty hungry again after all the cleaning I'd done, plus I could never pass up a chance to hang out with gorgeous Ali.

We met up at the park where Maggie and I had come the week before. Ali and I both thought it wouldn't hurt to make ourselves a little extra hungry and this park was the perfect place to get nice and high before we went to eat. I only had to wait in the park about 5 minutes before I saw her roll up in her car.

She was looking pretty sexy when she hopped out of her car. Ali's auburn hair was flowing gracefully over her shoulders and her green eyes were dazzling with sunlight. Even better was the small shirt with a low cut v-neck she was wearing. It offered an eyeful of her B cups and her cleavage was looking amazing. It took a lot of will power to not just pin her up against her car, rip her clothes off, and take her right there.

Meeting half way between our cars I locked her into a bear hug while she gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Hey Ali, you look stunning today."

She blushed a little before answering, "You aren't looking too bad yourself, Stud." We both laughed at her calling me Stud. It just sounded so unnatural. I threw my arm around her shoulder and led her over to a picnic table. In fact, the same one where I first entered Maggie's ass. Ali pulled out a fat blunt and lit it up.

"So how many bowls you smoke on the way out here?"

"Only 3 or 4," she replies and we both break out laughing. Smoking really was the fastest way to pass the time on a road trip. "So how've you been doing, Dean? What've you been up to out here in this shitty little town? I'm guessing there's not too much to do to keep your mind off all the drama you left at school?"

"Honestly, I'm doing pretty damn well. I really haven't given Amanda much thought at all. I actually HAVE managed to stay pretty busy and not think about her." Then, for some reason I still don't understand, I told her everything that had happened since I'd been back. "First night back I got hammered and had sex with a different old girlfriend. Second night I fucked a girl named Maggie up the ass. Third night I had a threesome with two girls from high school. Then, to top it all off, yesterday I had sex with Maggie's mom and after, my little sister."

My truthfulness stunned me into silence, but Ali just burst out laughing and rolled off the picnic table. "You're so full of shit, Dean! But that was a great story!" I didn't blame her for not believing me. If I heard anyone say such things I'd think they were trying to pull my leg too. No one EVER had a week like that. Saying it out loud I'd barely managed to believe my own words.

She was laughing so hard that tears began forming in her eyes. That is until she noticed how somber I was. Picking herself up off the ground she looked me square in the face, trying to read the lines for a sign that I was lying. There were none, though. "Do you mean?...You really?...With all those different girls?...And your sister too?!" I just politely nodded to each of her questions and waited for what came next.

There was no way she could have a positive reaction to this. She'd definitely think I was a man slut. I wasn't really worried about that. I was worried what she'd think about me and Christi. She had to think I was twisted and perverted. I guess the best I could hope for was that she wouldn't start telling people.

"That is so HOT!!!" My jaw dropped straight down into the top of the table. I was utterly shocked at this response.

"So…you don't think I'm sick for fucking my sister?"

"Hey, we're all a little sick. Plus I can't blame you. You've shown me a few pics of your lil' sis before and she's sexy. If given the opportunity I'd jump her bones too. Her tits are absolutely incredible!"

It was great finally being able to talk about everything that had been going on. Everything that had been running through my mind the last week. Ali was so easy to talk to and she didn't think I was some sort of freak for hooking up with my sister. The two of us just talked and smoked for the next half hour, completely care and worry free.

Finally, we realized how badly we needed to munch on some food and went to Joey's Pizzeria. Their pizza was some of the best I'd ever had. I missed it when I was away at college. During lunch Ali told me about how intolerable it was living at home again. She loved her parents but she couldn't stand living with them anymore. Her cousin has his own place and needed a roommate, so she figured it would be a good place to spend the summer. Plus she could deal there to make rent money and hopefully a little extra. It just made sense.

Eventually we were finished eating and it was time for Ali to leave. I was sad to see her go. It'd truly been great seeing her. Talking to her a sense of relief had rushed over myself, knowing that there were some people out there who could handle how messed up I'd become.

Feeling great, I decided that I'd make a nice, big dinner for my family tonight. I quickly drove over to the grocery store and parked. It only took me a few minutes to find everything I'd need and I pushed the shopping cart up towards the front. As I came out of an aisle another cart t-boned my own. "Oh, I'm so sorry. Dean!" Looking at the owner of the happy voice I see Linda, John's mother, and Traci, his younger sister.

Now, John had been my best friend and roommate until I caught him in bed with Amanda. Thus, I wasn't nearly as pleased to see Linda as she was to see me. Actually, I felt like vomiting. I wasn't prepared to run into Linda and Traci at all and the painful memory of John and Amanda was almost too much for me at the moment.

"So, how've you been? How was your first year? And why haven't you been coming over to the house, young man?" Linda inquired in a playfully serious voice. Incredible! John hadn't told his family about what happened. Well why would he? What he did was a pretty scumbag thing and he was obviously too embarrassed to explain himself.

I had no idea how to respond, but thankfully beautiful Tracy came to my rescue. "Mom, stop harassing him. How do you expect anyone to answer that many questions at once?"

Finding my nerve, I finally managed to speak, "It was nice seeing you guys, but maybe you should ask John why I'm not coming over." With that, I left them and bought my groceries.

The whole way home I thought about what had just happened. The more I thought about it, the angrier and more pissed I became. John fucks my girlfriend and then doesn't even have enough balls to own up to it with his own family. The little bastard had told them nothing and I'd almost had to explain the whole thing to his mom and sister. Spineless twit! By the time I pulled on to my street my blood was boiling and steam was practically shooting out of my ears. If John was in the middle of the street right now, I wouldn't hesitate in running him over, reversing over his body, then running over him a third time for good measure.

My exuberant anger wasn't helped by the sight before me as I pulled into my driveway. Amanda's car was parked in front of my own and I could see her standing in front of the house. Seeing her was too much for me to handle. I'd finally reached my breaking point. All conscious thought left my mind and everything went blank. The whole world turned into nothingness.

I slammed the door of my car shut and began a quick pace towards Amanda. "Dean, I know you don't want me here, but I need to talk to you." I heard none of it. I firmly grabbed her forearm and fiercely dragged her into the house, up the stairs, and into my room. With all my force I tossed her onto the bed.

Quickly as I could I took my clothes off and then stood over Amanda. Only now did I fully take her in. She really was a gorgeous girl. Her tight, white tank top fit nicely over her large C cup breasts and her small skirt covered only a fraction of her tanned legs. Looking at her face I could clearly see the lust burning in her eyes. I needed to do something to get rid of this pent up anger and Amanda was going to be that something. With force I rip her top from the neck to her waste, then her bra, her skirt, and then her thong. Quickly I yank the variety of clothing from her body.

Hopping onto the bed near her head, I grabbed the back of it and led her mouth straight to the tip of my very hard cock. Palming her head like a basketball I repeatedly forced her mouth to the base of my pole. Amanda was gagging loudly and her mascara was running wildly down her face. Each time I briefly allowed her to pull off my dick she'd inhale huge gulps of air and then I'd shove her right back onto my cock.

Holding her mouth in place at the base I let the sensations rush over me. Her throat was continually contracting around my pole and she started tonguing my balls. I pulled out and used all of my 7.5" to smack the side of her face. Once, twice…again and again, trying to land the cock slaps in the same place each time. I could already see a long red mark forming the shape of my dick on her face. She was going to have a nice mushroom stamp from this.

Pulling her by the hair I hung her head over the edge of the bed. Humping in and out of her mouth I reach a furious pace. I can feel her lips clamped down tightly against my shaft. I wanted this to be as rough as possible. That's exactly what she deserved. The dirty cheater showing up here uninvited. This reminded me, that's exactly what she did at college. She just showed up at my dorm room and I roughly fucked her up the ass so she'd learn to leave me alone. She didn't, though.

Withdrawing from her mouth I look down at her and ask, "Bitch, you came for the rough sex didn't you?" She nodded her head at me. I was actually pissed to learn this. Now it was like a challenge. I wanted, nay, needed to fuck her so hard she couldn't enjoy it.

I flipped her body around and over on the bed so her ass was up in the air next to the bed. Lining my cock up with her puckered hole I press the head down firmly. Just as my knob begins slipping in I thrust with all the force and weight my 6'3" frame can offer. My cock only makes it in 2 inches before the extreme tightness allows me to go no further, but I do enjoy Amanda's loud scream.

Each hard thrust takes me slightly farther in and offers another scream of pain. Too soon, though, I hear more pleasure than pain in those screams. I roughly shove and hold her face into the sheets, laying my chest on her back. Reaching around with my free hand I dig the fingernails of my thumb and forefinger into her nipple and twist it harshly.

The sweet dominating sound of pain returns to my ears and spurs me on to finally thrust the rest of my cock into her asshole. As I bottom out the force of my humping shoves her ass straight down to the bed. Not wanting her to grow to comfortable, I swiftly pull all the way out, re-aim, and bury myself to the hilt in her pussy. The shock and change of holes makes her emit the loudest scream yet.

I look down at her gaping brown hole and watch as it slowly shrinks back to its regular, tiny size. Once I'm convinced it has tightened back up enough, I return my hard cock to the small star. She's definitely tight again. Only 3 inches sink in. Half an inch at a time I work my way deeper.

I'm no longer concerned about causing her pain, but as her pussy starts contracting more regularly I pull out so that she can't orgasm. I stroke my cock for a few seconds. Then noticing the boiling in my balls I roll her onto her back and hop onto her abdomen. I spit between her breasts and flop my dick down in the valley. Instinctively Amanda forces her breasts together and I start humping, my knob consistently bobbing into her mouth. Without warning I pull back and start cumming everywhere. "Eat it up, Bitch!" I yell as my load explodes out the tip. The first spurt shoots straight into her left eye and the next into her open mouth. A few more cover her face and the last couple land on her neck and upper breasts. Amanda is an absolute, cum-covered mess.

Breathless, I collapse onto the bed beside her. As amazing as that just was I still couldn't stand being in the bed with her. With a foot I forcefully shove her ass and push her onto the floor. "That was fucking amazing. Ever since I felt all of you up my ass, I've been craving to have that wonderfully full feeling again."

"Shut up, Bitch," I spit harshly. All Amanda could offer me now were three glorious holes. She would never again mean more than that to me. I didn't need to be quite such an asshole, though. "But you're welcome."

"What the fuck are you doing, Dean?" I hear from my doorway and look over to see Christi. "You're a heartless bastard!" Before I have a chance to say anything, she runs away from the room, tears flowing down her face.

"Get out, Amanda," I command.

"But I don't have any clothes. You tore them all."

"Do you think I care?" Timidly she got up and started walking out of the room. "See if Jen and Ashley can find you something to wear. I'm guessing they're back now too," I tell her as she leaves, remembering my resolve to be nicer to her.

A long, hot shower calmed my nerves. With my head clearing I walked downstairs hoping to find Christi, but instead see Jen and Ashley sitting on a couch in the living room. "Hey, do you know where Christi is?"

"She stormed out of the house crying and mumbling, but we couldn't understand what she was saying," Jen says.

"What the hell did you do to her? And was that blonde bimbo Amanda? I thought you guys were over," Ashley asks.

"All I did was have a little fun with Amanda." Then remembering my groceries in the car, "Hey, I'm grilling some steak and potatoes for dinner." I rushed out to the car and was glad to find that the steaks weren't ruined.

The dinner was delicious and my sisters and Mom were grateful that I cooked for them. I was noticeably down the whole time, though. Christi hadn't come home yet and I was anxious to talk to her. I hated hurting her and hoped I would have a chance to talk things over with her soon. Jen and Ashley clearly knew there was something going on between me and Christi now, but I was appreciative that they didn't push the issue.

After dinner I didn't really feel like doing anything. I was feeling so small by this point that all I wanted to do was crawl under my sheets and never leave again. The world hadn't different plans for me, however. Hearing my phone vibrate on my nightstand, my hand shot out of the sheets and snatched it. I had a text from Traci.

"Hey, Dean. When Mom asked John about you he wouldn't answer and got really pissed off. What happened? I'm the only one home for a couple hours. Come over and explain things to me. Please?! I miss having you come over too..."

As much as I didn't want to, I told her I'd be over shortly. That was about the longest text I'd ever gotten from Traci, so I could tell she was taking this pretty seriously. After getting dressed it was only about a five minute drive to her house.

I waited in my car for a few minutes. I needed to gather my thoughts. It was going to be hard explaining to Traci what an asshole her brother was. She was only a year younger than John and me, but she'd always hung around with the two of us. It had seemed like she'd idolized her brother as long as I've known him.

She appeared in the doorway shortly after I rang the bell. Traci's short, dirty blonde hair that usually came down to her shoulders was pulled back into a ponytail. She had a small white tee on, but on her slender 5' frame it fit fairly loosely, barely making a curve at her A cup breasts. As she turned to lead me into the room I stole a long glance at her best feature. A pair of tiny volleyball shorts were covering her juicy, little bubble butt.

The two of us sitting down on the couch she began, "So John's been getting pretty moody whenever we mention you lately. Today, when Mom explained what happened at the grocery store and asked him what happened, he completely blew his lid. He punched a hole in the wall in the hallway and took off. Now he's not answering any of my parent's calls. So…I wanted to know…um….what exactly happened between you guys? I figured you were the best person to ask, since you didn't break anything at the store."

Taking a deep breath I launched into the story of waking up to find him in bed with Amanda. I told her that John and I haven't seen or spoken to each other since. This whole time my eyes were locked onto the carpet, but as I finished I looked up at her beautiful face and saw tears slowly sliding down her cheeks. As we made eye contact she flung her arms around my neck and pulled my head tightly into her chest.

Even in this situation my first instinct was to inhale her fragrance. She smelled of fresh-picked strawberries. "Oh my God! I'm so sorry, Dean." From her shaky voice I could tell she was still tearing up. "John's always wanted what you've had. Your athleticism, your brains, even your girls. I can't believe he did this to you, though. I know he's my brother, but you've always been the best part of him."

I could tell she truly meant what she said and her words moved me. I picked my head up out of her chest to look into her eyes again. Slowly and silently I swiped each tear from her face with my thumb, ignoring the red that flushed to her cheeks as I did.

The last tear removed, she broke the silence. "Thank you," she said with a slight sniffle, "Oh, I'm a real mess now haha. You must think I'm such a little girl. I try to make you feel better, but you end up having to wipe tears from MY face."

When she says "little girl" something in my brain clicks. That's exactly how I've always viewed her. She was always my best friends little sister. I'd never had a single non-platonic thought about her…until now. Looking her over it hit me how sexy she'd become. She wasn't a girl anymore!

"No, I think you're a beautiful woman," I say and gently push her back into the couch. Climbing on top of her I mash my lips against her own. She immediately responds, her tongue snaking into my mouth and exploring. She licks across my front row of teeth before beginning a battle with my own tongue.

I free her short hair from the pony tail and run my fingers through her soft locks. Traci burrows her mouth into my neck, slobbering everywhere. Somehow her tiny body manages to roll us off the couch and I land hard on my back, her on top. She licks up my neck, through the stubble on my chin, and over my lips.

Our lips reform into a kiss again, this time with much more passion than before. I lift her t-shirt up and off her body, flinging it away. Then I pull back down into my body, smashing her small breasts against my body. As we make out I can feel her fingernails softly scratching the whole of my scalp and playing with my short hair.

As Traci lifts her chest away to undo her bra, I swiftly remove my shirt. As our chests greet each other the skin-to-skin contact sends shivers through my body. Grabbing her hair I pull her body higher. Her hard nipples slowly drag across my chest before hanging above my head. My tongue and teeth attack her right nipple while my hand twists and tweaks the other.

Moaning loudly, she holds my head firmly against her breast. "Oh, yeah! Suck my tits! No one ever wants to…oh, my…they think….Jesus!...they're too small…Bite harder…Most boys just want my pussy. Holy FUCKKK!" Her body shakes wildly on top of me as her orgasm hits her hard. I don't relent in my attack until I hear her breathing start to return to normal.

Unlocking my teeth from her nipple, she slips back down my body so that our lips can meet. The recklessness she's kissing me with makes me think she might be possessed. Breaking away, she says, "I want you in my mouth. NOW!"

She tries to slide down my body, but I hold her in place. "And I want to taste you," I reply. Figuring out what I mean, Traci quickly does a 180 on top of me. In a moment, she has my shorts and boxers off. She grabs my stiff rod at the base and gives my dick a little kiss on the head. Squeezing my cock, a small glob of pre-cum droops out the end. Diving down, she licks it up and starts flicking her tongue at my knob.

All the teasing she's doing is driving me crazy. Her shorts soon find the floor and I'm happy to see that she doesn't have any panties on. I quickly bring my mouth to her bald pussy. I slowly lick up and down her lips, wanting to take in all of the flavor. Her pussy is insatiable. It tastes like strawberries and her juices are the sugar. Thrusting my tongue in, I devour her sweet twat.

When my tongue enters her wet folds, she moans loudly and thrusts her mouth around my cock. Taking a break for a second, I look between our bodies and watch her bob up and down. Her small mouth can only take about 3 inches, but she has both of her hands wrapped around my shaft and they're furiously stroking.

Returning to work I use both thumbs to spread her nether lips open. Rolling my tongue into a little cylinder I fuck her juicy hole with it. Moving my mouth slightly, I wrap my lips around her clit and suck hard. As I begin to flick her clit with my tongue, I push my forefinger into her pussy. With just one finger in her, she's already feeling tight. Realizing that if I ever want to fit my dick in her hole I'd need to loosen her up, I roughly force my middle finger into her twat as well.

Feeling the intrusion of a second finger, Tracie moans loudly around my dick. Withdrawing her head from my cock, she holds my member to one side and lifts my balls up higher with her other hand. She licks and slobbers all over my sack, occasionally nibbling and pulling on the skin. She then begins to rotate each ball into her mouth. She sucks them deeply into her mouth, tonguing and licking them thoroughly.

I desperately want to make her cum. I rub the tip of the forefinger on my free hand around her puckered hole. Every once in a while I would jab down sharply, pressing firmly against her backdoor, but not entering. I notice Traci's wet mouth return to my head. Now, getting ready to enter her ass for the finale, I lightly bite down on her clit and press my finger more firmly against her asshole.

Before my finger can break through and into her rectum, her hips start wildly bucking down on my face as she enters her second orgasm. The vibrations from her moans that can't escape reverberate through my cock. The sensation is incredibly intense and I release my load in torrents. Her mouth is soon full of my cum and starts running all over my cock.

As soon as I come down enough from my high, I realize that I never got my cock into her pussy. That's unacceptable to me. So, without realizing how I did it, I stood up, never releasing Traci this whole time. My arms were wrapped tightly around her back so she wouldn't fall on her head and we were now in a standing 69.

I started walking out of the living room, determined to make it to her bed upstairs. My cock only deflated to semi-hardness after my orgasm and Traci made sure to clean all the cum off and then kept on working. Before I even made it to the stairs my cock was fully hard again.

It was difficult walking up the stairs in this position, but we eventually made it and I kicked open the door to Traci's room. Holy shit it was pink in here! Wherever there weren't pictures of Tracie and her other cheerleader friends on the wall, there was nothing but hot pink. Her bed sheets and pillow covers were pink. Hell, even her carpet and a rocking chair in the corner of the room was pink.

Rocking chair! Carefully dropping Tracie to the fall, I then sat down in the rocking chair. Obediently, she followed and climbed onto my lap. Lifting herself up high, I positioned my cock head beneath her juicy little pussy. Ever so slowly she lowered herself until my knob brushed against her lips. Then, exerting more downwards force, her folds enveloped the first few inches of my dick.

We moaned simultaneously and she raised herself back up and dropped down again, now taking a little more than 3 inches. I placed my hands on her hips, controlling her light body and helping her work further down my pole. The deeper she went, the louder she moaned.

By the time she had 6 inches inside of her she was so tight I didn't know if her pussy would be able to accommodate me entire length. Like a real trooper, though, she lifted herself to the tip of my dick and forced all of her weight down, finally fitting all of my cock inside of her.

When she bottomed out on my rod, I felt my dick push hard against what must have been her cervix. For the third time that night, Traci orgasmed and orgasmed much harder than the first two times. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she screamed loudly. Her body was shaking uncontrollably and I had to hold her in place so she didn't fall backwards and onto the floor.

As she finally came down I pulled her chest tightly against my own and we lightly kissed one another for several minutes. Then, ready to get things moving again, I lifted her small frame (she couldn't have weighed even 90 lbs.) and carried her to the bed. Wondering how flexible this beautiful girl was, I grabbed both her legs underneath the knees and pushed them toward the bed. She took over for me and pulled both of her feet behind her head.

I was amazed at first with the sight before me. Tracie completely naked with both legs behind her head. Sweat was dripping down her body as much as down mine and her pussy was dripping so badly it would leave a horribly big stain on her sheets.

Bending over to lick on her nipples, I fervently humped into her juicy twat. With each entry I could hear loud squishy sounds, because of her dripping wetness. I buried my head into her neck, primal growls emitting from my lips while I mauled her tits with my large hands.

I knew I couldn't hold out much longer. "Ahhhh, I'm getting close," I yell.

"Oh fuck…ahhh….me too! Fill me with your seed!" Needing no more prompting, I thrust in to the hilt and exploded. My white hot semen flooded into her tight twat and I felt her pussy clamp down on my rod. We shook together for a few moments. Then, looking up I couldn't believe I hadn't learned my lesson about closing doors earlier today.

Standing just inside the door was John. At first he looked shocked, but then his shock turned to blind fury. "You motherfucker!!!" he screamed as he rushed towards me. Pulling out of his sister, I ducked his first swing, delivered one of my own straight to his gut and a second to the side of his head. He fell to the floor, too dazed to further react.

"Actually, it's sisterfucker, you bastard." I walked over to Tracie, who was too exhausted to move or cover herself, and gave her a peck on the cheeks. I went downstairs to put on my clothes and left.

The End

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