She leaned down, looking up at him and kissing up the short length of his shaft, feeling the familiar sensation of the soft flesh against her lips and moaning quietly to herself.
“Finally, a cock to suck,” she thought, surprising herself as she did so.
Then, as if someone was out to ensure that she didn’t get to have sex that afternoon, the front door slammed in only the loud manner that her brothers could do, and she heard one of them pounding up the stairs.
Keith immediately stood and stammered something about not being a good time. She quickly stood and pulled her shirt on, trying to stop him as he got fixed up again.
“It’s okay, we won’t be disturbed,” she said.
He shook his head. “I can’t, Samantha,” he replied. “I’m too shaken up.”
She sighed in irritation and turned around away from him. “I’ll bet the guys from last night wouldn’t pass up the chance to have sex,” she thought, then immediately felt bad.
Keith finished getting dressed and left without another word, only stopping to kiss her goodbye.
Irritated beyond words, she watched him leave and then stood in the doorway, seeing Dane’s light on in his room.
Briefly considering going down and yelling at him, she quickly quashed the idea. What exactly was she going to say, “Thanks for fucking up my sex life?”
She sighed, then turned and went to her bed to lay down and nap. At least she could still do that! She wriggled around on top of the bed for a few moments, getting comfortable. She sighed in mild irritation after a second, sitting up and stripping her shirt off again and then laying back down as the ceiling fan gently washed cool air over her.
Just as she was starting to doze off, a solid couple of knocks against her door jolted her awake and sent her heart racing.
She sighed audibly and turned. “Yes?” she asked. The door cracked open and she saw Dane peering in.
“Hey,” he said, smiling widely. “Sorry if I woke you. Just wanted to know if you were okay,” he said.
She sighed and didn’t answer, laying her head back on the pillow in irritation.
“Sam?” he asked a few seconds later.
She bit her tongue, not saying what she really wanted to, and looked over at him. He was averting his eyes, and she realized it was because she was laying in bed without a shirt on. She had panties and a bra on, but she didn’t know what he was getting so uncomfortable about!
“Snugglebugs,” she said, slapping the bed behind her.
Dane smiled and quickly shut the door behind him, locking it and causing her to smirk. She glanced over at him as he started to slide into bed, only kicking off his shoes as he sat down.
“Uh unh,” she said, shaking her head as she looked back over her shoulder. “Get comfortable you big wuss.”
“This is,” he assured her, but she shook her head again.
“Dane, just strip down to your underwear already. You’re going to be uncomfortable in clothes or get hot, and then move around and wake me up and dammit, I want a nap.”
He sighed, looking over at her for a second before standing and stripping off his shirt and pants. Glancing back, she quietly admonished herself as she stared at the large bulge in his snug fitting boxer-briefs. Looking up at his face, she saw that he hadn’t noticed and turned back around.
Then, everything seemed to melt away and all she felt was safety and warmth as his large bulk encased her feminine form. He slid up close to her, careful to keep his bulging crotch away from her, and wrapped his arm around her waist.
She inhaled deeply and sighed in content as he fluffed his pillow and laid his head down.
“That’s nice,” he said, inhaling deeply. “Still though, what’s got you so cranky?”
She smiled, happy and content, deciding to ignore his question for the time being and quietly lay there, enjoying his comforting warmth.
“No comment?” he asked a few quiet moments later.
She sighed. “Do you not want to sleep?” she asked.
She could feel him smirk behind her and chuckle.
“Grumpy butt.”
She elbowed him in the ribs. He laughed and pulled her tight, and her breath caught in her throat as she felt the bulge at his crotch push against her buttocks.
“You didn’t see Keith running out of here, did you?” she asked, forcing her mind from the dirty thoughts she was having.
“No, why?” he asked.
“Well, you and mom like to interrupt things, and he got all scared and said he had to leave.” There was a pregnant pause as he listened, then leaned up on one elbow.
“So, you guys were fooling around I take it?”
She sighed. “Well, we were about to.”
Dane laughed and then shook his head. “Sorry. I just don’t think I’ll ever get used to the idea of you being…” he trailed off.
“Being… a person that has sex?” she asked. “Well, I’ve only had intercourse once,” she said, “so you’re kind of still right.”
He laughed easily and sighed, his arm moving back around her waist. She laid her hand down on top of his, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of his bulk against her back. He felt comforting, protective, and safe.
She smiled quietly. “Just think, I’d be having sex right now if it wasn’t for you,” she said playfully.
“And that’s enough nap for me,” Dane said, sliding up and standing as she burst out laughing.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” she sputtered. “I couldn’t help it.”
He smirked again and shook his head, then laid back down beside her. “Behave yourself.”
She shrugged. “I’m not the one that gets a boner every time we snuggle.” He didn’t respond, and she figured he was ignoring her.
“So, can I ask if Keith was gentle?” he asked.
She turned and raised an eyebrow. “That’s nap time talk? I thought you didn’t want to think about me sexually.” Her voice caught in her throat and she mentally face-palmed. “I mean, think about sexual things around me.”
He leaned back and glanced over at her as she looked over her shoulder, “I’m not thinking about you sexually. I was worried about your boyfriend being an ass like Past…” He stopped short.
He’d been about to say Pastor Dan. “Sorry,” he muttered.
“Call him Pastor Dickhead,” she said. “It helps.”
Chuckling, he did so, causing her to grin.
“Yes, Keith was very sweet,” she said. “I mean, he didn’t last very long and he’s not all that big, judging from other situations I’ve been in,” she said, not indicating that she was talking about Dane, “but all in all, he was pretty perfect for my first time.”
“That’s good,” Dane said. “I’m glad you’re not… like… super fucked up from all that happened, you know? I mean, I know you’ve still got issues that you’re dealing with, but I’m really proud of how well you’re seemingly handling it all.”
She smiled and turned over, looking up at him. “Thank you,” she said. “I have emotional moments, but I’m doing okay. It’s really only been when overtly sexual things happen; I tend to get flashbacks.”
He didn’t respond and she knew he was confused by the context of her speech.
“I mean, when sexual things happen near me or around me,” she said. “Like at work, when someone looks at my cleavage, it’s normally no big deal.”
He nodded. “Something girls deal with, I’m guessing.”
She nodded in response. “Exactly. But when I was working last night, someone grabbed my boobs deliberately and it should have been no big deal. Instead, I started worrying and feeling like I was in trouble again.”
Dane sat up in bed. “Wait… someone just grabbed your boobs?”
She sighed. “I know, I know, it’s weird, but just take my word for it. The situation was different and…”
He sighed, laying back down and shaking his head. “I don’t want to know. Just tell me if someone needs an ass beating.”
She felt a rush of affection for him, sensing how uncomfortable he was with the thought of someone groping her and his instinctive protective reaction. For a second, she thought it might have been a little jealousy, but quickly quashed that notion and fell silent as he wrapped his arm tighter around her, the two finally starting to fall asleep.
An hour or so later, she awoke when he tried to quietly sit up and extricate himself from the bed.
“Sorry,” he said quietly.
She shook her head and smiled, laying back down and half-heartedly waving. She watched him go and lay back down on her bed in mild irritation. Now she was rested, but oddly still… horny. Was that the word she should use for it?
She wished she could convince Keith to come back over, but he probably wouldn’t. Maybe she could convince him to fool around somewhere else? That might work, but where?
His house was certainly not a good place for it. He was probably just as terrified of being found out by his parents as he was of being caught by hers. She quietly swore, realizing that her room was their one and only go-to spot for fooling around, the little that they had done since she’d started opening up.
Still, she couldn’t just sit there and not do something. She was bored, mildly irritated, increasingly horny, and she didn’t have to work that night. She’d be bored all evening without anything to take her mind off it.
An idea struck her, and she quickly stood and pulled on some clothes to go and work out. She pulled on her socks and shoes and grabbed her purse and keys, but then stopped. Working out was probably a good idea, but she had an odd desire to be a little naughty. She knew that she didn’t have anything that she could work out in that was… provocative, but did happen to know another person that wore practically the same size as she did, and dressed much sluttier than she normally did. Toni was working or at least wasn’t there, so she went ahead and went in.
“What would Toni wear if she went to work out?” she thought. “Probably just a g-string and a pair of nipple rings,” she quietly said, smiling to herself. She went over to Toni’s dresser and pulled it open. Digging in, she found a pair of black tight-fitting shorts and a matching sports bra. She smiled, feeling positively wicked as she turned and went back to her room to change.
Pulling a shirt over the sports bra, she quietly went over to Dane’s room and knocked.
“It’s open,” he called. She pushed the door open and peeked in, almost expecting his giant dick to be all wet and delicious looking as she did so. Quietly admonishing herself for thinking such lascivious thoughts about her own brother, she stepped in and closed the door behind her.
“I have a question,” she said.
“First, a boy and a girl love each other very much,” Dane said, not looking up from his computer screen.
She sighed and held up her middle finger. He glanced over and grinned.