“Fuck! You’re so damn tight,” he groaned, sliding deeply into her again.
“God, Dane,” she groaned. “What the fuck are you doing?”
He didn’t answer, but continued to pull back and push forwards on her incredibly sexy hips, his cock sliding deeply into and out of her each time. He leaned forwards and kissed her shoulder, his cock deep inside her pussy. She turned her face and looked at him, surprise mixed with passion and erotic intensity.
“You’re going to make me cum,” she groaned. “Don’t stop,” she begged, turning back around and putting both hands on the tile wall to brace herself against him. “Fuck me harder.”
He smiled and began to pound into her quickly, his cock slamming home, their hips slapping loudly in the shower.
She cried out once in pleasure, glancing back as her eyes rolled back in her head and her mouth hung open.
“God, Alex you feel so fucking good,” he said, feeling her pussy clamp down as she tried to squeak out a few words but she wasn’t able to speak. Finally, the dam broke and she gasped in pleasure, going limp and letting him continue fucking his cock into her cunt. Eventually she slipped down to sit in the shower. He smiled, seeing how much pleasure she was in.
“What the hell was that?” she asked still quivering on the floor. Then, she looked up and spat out, “I’m not Alex you fucking idiot!”
Dane turned white and stepped back. “I… oh… but… fuck…”
Toni panted on the floor of the shower, trying to catch her breath from her powerful orgasm.
“I… you… Alex…” he stammered.
She sighed. Collecting herself, she pushed to her feet and looked at him incredulously.
“You fucking idiot,” she said, slapping his shoulder. “Why didn’t you fucking check first?”
He stammered again before he shook his head. “I did! I opened the door to your room and saw you sitting there!”
Toni covered her mouth and doubled over laughing. “You really can’t tell us apart?”
He sighed, lowering his gaze. “I fucking guess not! Why the hell didn’t you stop me?”
She smirked and looked up at him. “Well, I would have if I was able to speak!” He looked at her with serious doubt on his face. “I kind of tried,” she said, snickering and shrugging.
He raised an eyebrow and started to open the door to step out, but she smirked and reached forwards, grasping his cock pulling him forwards.
“This big bastard rendered me speechless,” she said, pulling him back towards her with a naughty grin. “Fuck that was intense.”
He looked at her, confused for a moment. “You’re not pissed?”
She shivered, reeling from an orgasm aftershock and managed to shake her head. “I mean, I thought it was weird when Alex told me about you guys flirting, but I guess she had you more worked up than I realized! You haven’t fucked her have you?”
He shook his head and glanced down. “Toni,” he said. “You’re stroking me.”
She smiled and nodded. “I was surprised at first,” she said. “But then I felt how good your dick was and knew I better shut my mouth or you’d take it away.”
He shook his head, seemingly coming to his senses and stepping back. “Wait, wait, wait,” he said. “What the hell did I just do?”
“You just fucked the hell out one of your little sisters,” she said, sliding forwards and taking his cock back into her hand. “I want more.”
He shook his head, trying to open the door. She stopped him by turning around and presenting herself for him.
“Are you sure?” he asked, his knees growing weak at the sight of her proffered rump.
“Do it if you’re going to, before I lose my nerve,” she said, biting her lip. “You’ve already been in me, what’s a little more? You still need to cum, right?” she asked.
He smiled, not believing his luck, and grabbed both of her hips, sliding briefly across her slit before pushing in.
“God… damnit,” she moaned. “That’s a really big dick.”
He smiled, marveling at how tight she was again, and began to slowly fuck his cock in and out of her. Running one hand up her back, he moved it around and roughly grasped her breast.
Again he started to fuck slowly in and out of her, causing her to quickly start to whimper in pleasure. Looking back lustily at him, she groaned and nodded. “Please fuck me,” she begged. “Please make me cum again.”
He gripped her hips roughly, causing her head to droop as he began to power into her. Slaps of flesh on flesh filled the shower for several minutes as she whimpered in pleasure.
“God,” she moaned. “You just stepped in here and took what you wanted, didn’t you?” she asked. “I didn’t have a choice. You stole my tight little pussy and claimed it for your own. My own brother.”
He groaned at her lewd words and nodded, agreeing with what she was saying.
“You knew I’d fall in love with this big fucking dick of yours, didn’t you?” she asked. “You knew that I’d keep wanting it. Now, I bet you’ll try and keep it from me, won’t you.”
He smiled, still sawing his dick in and out of her drenched pussy.
“Now, you’re going to cum inside your little sister, aren’t you? You’re going to fill my pussy with your cum and make me your own little sex slave, aren’t you?”
He groaned, nodding in agreement.
“Fuck,” she moaned, her orgasm rippling up and down his cock and pushing him over the edge.
“God,” he groaned, his own orgasm slamming into him. “Fuck…”
“Oh yes!” she cried. “Fill me up! Fuck… fuck… fuck…”
Dane groaned as his cock-head swelled and burst deeply into her, warm streams of cum shooting into her quivering and convulsing pussy. Whimpers of pleasure erupted from her lips with each impact of his hips, spraying his warm cum deep inside her womb. Finally slowing, he thrust once more, reveling in the way her pussy was still hugging his cock. Spent, he stumbled back and steadied himself on the shower as she continued to cum, writhing for a few more seconds under the stream of water.
Finally, the reality of what had happened between the two set in, and he quickly left the shower without a word.
Swearing to himself, he went to his room and sat on his bed, wondering just what the hell had he done.
*****
Sam
Sam had called Keith as soon as she was in the car on the way home and made an excuse not to see him tonight. She’d felt rotten for lying to him, but too much had happened. She crawled into bed that night and lay staring at the ceiling for several hours playing what had happened over and over in her mind.
Had Pastor Dan lied to her, she wondered? He said that he hadn’t wanted to lie to her anymore, hadn’t he?
She sighed, slapping the bed in irritation. She closed her eyes, clearing the jumbled thoughts from her mind.
“Let’s go over it,” she said to no one. “We’ll make a list.”
She sat up and slid out of bed. Walking over to her desk, she pulled out a pad of paper and a pen, sitting down and drawing two columns. She nodded and wrote Pro and Con above the two columns.
She played the past couple of months back in her mind and got a clear image of what had happened in her mind. For the next hour or so, she wrote out the pros and cons of what had happened and what they were asking of her.
Looking at the list, she smiled and looked over it.
“Pros,” she said. “I saved someone’s marriage!” That seemed paramount to her, but she’d written more to be thorough. “Two, I have to admit that it was really fun.” The thought made her blush, but she’d promise herself that she would be honest if she was going to decide if she was going to help Pastor Dan and his wife.
“Three, they’ll be teaching me new things!” She hated to admit it, but that thought really intrigued her. She knew that she was getting turned on and that she’d enjoyed what Pastor Dan’s wife had done to her, and she knew too that she wanted to do it again.
“Four, …” she blushed, unwilling to say it. Sure, she enjoyed the way it tasted when Pastor Dan released into her mouth when she was helping him, but that didn’t mean that she enjoyed actually admitting it! She’d simply drawn a smiley face in the space next to where she wrote the number four.
“Five,” she said, shaking her head and moving on quickly. “I trust Pastor Dan.” She paused, thinking about that last one for a few minutes. Did she though? That kind of hinged on the first Con that she’d listed.
She glanced over at the other column. She’d only written two answers.
“One,” she whispered. “God might be angry with me.” She nodded, knowing that she had real trouble with that one.
“Two,” she said. “Pastor Dan might have lied to me.” She sighed, rubbing her temples. If Pastor Dan had lied to her, God might grow angry with her actions and abandon her. If he was telling the truth, then she was in no danger. It was a vicious loop, and she didn’t really know what to do.
Sighing, she put the list in her desk and closed the drawer. Stepping back over to her bed, she slid in quietly and thought back over what had happened again. She kept coming back to her first example in the pro column. Amanda had said that Sam had saved their marriage! She’d said that Sam was integral to helping them further. How could she say no to that! Pastor Dan had possibly misled her, but he hadn’t outright lied, she supposed.
Smiling to herself, she realized she had her answer. She sighed happily, looking forward to letting them know.
Monday, she had to work lunch and dinner, and was exhausted by the time she came home. Tuesday she had a shorter shift, and so she made it up to Keith by giving him an extra-long make-out session at home. He’d loved and sucked on her breasts so much that she thought she might get sore.
Wednesday, she’d worked a lunch shift and then went to church service. Excited to see Pastor Dan and his wife, she could barely wait and kept checking her watch. After rushing home from work and changing, she headed up to church and went in.
Seeing Amanda, she suddenly grew nervous and thought about leaving. Amanda saw her wavering though, and came over to her.
“Samantha,” she said, smiling sweetly. “You need to come and sit by me today,” she said.
Sam smiled. “Miss Amanda!” she said. “It’s so good to see you!”
They made idle chit chat for a minute before Sam followed her up to where she sat watching her husband minister to his flock. As Sam beamed up at Pastor Dan, she noticed Amanda moving surreptitiously closer to her, until their bare knees were touching. Sliding her hand beside her, Amanda’s warm touch caused Sam’s eyes to widen. She glanced down and saw that she’d simply tucked her skirt in a little.
Smiling, Amanda glanced over at Sam and winked. Visions of her on her knees filled Sam’s head, and she suddenly wanted the taste of Pastor Dan’s cum in her mouth. She admonished herself silently and reminded herself that this was helping them. It wasn’t about her desires.