“My… sister… what are… you doing?” he asked, his hand seemingly coming to rest on top of her head of its own accord.
Finally, she slid her lips up off his shaft and smiled up at him. “I’m sucking your cock,” she said, as if the answer was obvious.
Groaning, he pushed backward into the couch, his muscles tensing up as she slid her lips tightly down his shaft, whimpering in pure wanton pleasure as she gave him her best performance yet. At least, that’s the way it felt in the moment. It was like she hadn’t ever sucked a cock better than she was doing in that current moment, and the thought drove her wild. Feeling her pussy throbbing, she wondered what he would do if she just mounted him then and there.
Looking up but not removing her lips, she slid down his shaft again, forcing him deeper than before. Her eyes started to water, and she had to relent, sliding up and gasping for air for a second before slamming her lips back down on the head and blossoming them over it. With a cry of pleasure, she whimpered, feeling her pussy throb even harder, and realized that she might actually have an orgasm.
Groaning, she felt him finally start to press down, and she quickly acquiesced to his desire, forcing her lips wider, her tongue flatter, and her throat open as he slid in. He groaned loudly, releasing his hold on her.
She whimpered in minor disappointment, but her pussy was throbbing almost painfully so she ignored it. Sliding her lips up again, she started back down quickly, but looked up just in time to see him mumbling something under his breath, seemingly unable to speak. With a final cry of pleasure, he gasped out loud and started to cum.
The act hammered the orgasm home for Alex, and she whimpered, her pussy contracting down hard on nothing, pleasure rocketing through her as her hips gyrated back and forth. Pleasure flooded her body and she didn’t even notice swallowing his load, feeling the warm ooze sliding down her throat, but knew that she was doing it.
Groaning, he went limp there on the couch. Whimpering in pleasure for several more long moments, she sucked and slurped, desperately trying to get every ounce of cum that she could. Almost weeping in desperation, she slid her lips down over the shaft again, determined to find more of his succulent, precious gift.
“Fuck, Alex,” he groaned. “What the hell?”
She didn’t answer, moaning as she started to suck his cock again, not wanting to stop. Never wanting to stop.
“Fuck,” he said. “Alex, stop!”
She finally looked up but didn’t dare take her mouth away from her new favorite toy.
“It’s nearly 2! I didn’t realize it was so late!”
She rolled her eyes. “That definitely wasn’t a good reason to take me away from sucking this cock,” she thought, lowering her lips down the shaft and moaning lowly. Her pussy was still throbbing, almost like it was desperate for attention.
Whimpering, she thought about mounting him again, but couldn’t tear her lips away from his beautiful cock. Again, and again, she slid her soft lips up and down the shaft, her head bobbing in her brother’s lap as he fought the losing battle to make her stop.
She heard voices behind them but didn’t care in the least. It could have been her parents, and she wouldn’t have wanted to quit. This was her cock! She wasn’t going to ever stop sucking it.
Danny groaned, pushing her back physically and forcing the cock from her mouth.
“Dirty fucking slut,” Sally said, smiling behind the two of them.
Alex turned and smiled, cum hanging from her lips as she looked back and saw her other brother. Smiling, she moved to her knees, lifting her butt up and pointing it at him, hoping he’d get the picture, then turned back and started to suck on her brother’s cock again.
*****
Sam
Driving home, Sam thought back about all the crazy things that had happened to her. Or was it more accurate to say, that she had let happen to her? She couldn’t say for sure but hoped that Keith would understand. She wondered how to broach the subject but figured she should wait to find out what they were doing before coming up with a plan.
Heading home, she showered and got dressed after selecting a top and skirt combo from Toni’s wardrobe. Everyone seemed to be doing their own thing, so she stayed in her room for awhile until Keith called and said he was on his way.
After hanging up with him, she went and told her parents that she would be with Keith that night but would be home at a reasonable hour.
They both hugged her and commented on how nice she looked. After a few minutes of idle conversation, the doorbell rang, and she kissed them both good night.
“Be safe,” her mother called. She smiled to herself and went to unlock the door. Keith smiled as she opened the door, looking as handsome as he always did.
“Hi,” she said, smiling sweetly at him. She watched as his eyes roamed over her outfit for a moment, pausing at her subtle cleavage and making her smile a little. “You like?” she asked.
He grinned and nodded. “Hey,” he replied, leaning in and kissing her briefly on the lips. She smiled and took his hand as she shut the door behind her and started toward his vehicle.
“So, what are we doing?” she asked, looking at him and hoping he had an idea.
“Well,” he said, turning and looking at her as they walked, “I figured that I’d give us three choices and we can decide from there,” he said.
She smiled. “That’s a sweet thought,” she said. She truly did think that it was thoughtful of him to partially decide what they were doing, but still allow her input. As much as she felt like she wanted him to be more of a “take charge” type of guy, she still enjoyed that he was thoughtful enough to let her put in her two cents worth.
“So, I figured that if you’re hungry, we can go to dinner, or we can go to a movie and eat when we get there,” he said. “Or, we can go meet up with the guys at the bowling alley.”
She smirked. “Is that what you want to do?” she asked.
He shook his head. “No, but they were out tonight and asked if we wanted to come.”
Sam definitely didn’t want to be hanging out with Keith’s goofy Christian friends. “I think I want it to be just me and my boyfriend tonight,” she said, clutching at him.
He smiled, opening her door for her and closing it behind her as she slid in. After walking around and getting in, he started the car and pulled out.
“Seat belt,” she softly admonished, and smiled as he immediately reached over and did as he was told.
“So,” he said, glancing over. “Movie or Dinner?”
She was quiet for a second, scratching an itch on her temple for a second and weighing her options. She was definitely hungry, that was for sure. Maybe she could take him to Double D’s and he would see that it wasn’t that big of a deal? She smiled, liking that idea.
Still, she did want to be alone with him, and a movie sounded fun too. “Well, what would we see?” she asked, pulling out her phone. As she looked through the listings, she saw one that would be interesting but allow her to possibly fool around with Keith at the same time. She saw that the next showing was in 5 minutes, but that there was a later one closer to 10.
She smiled. “Well, I’ve got an idea,” she said. “How about we go see this one close to 10, but first we can go to Double D’s and you can see for yourself that it’s not that big of a deal.”
He glanced at the phone, and then smiled as he heard what she said about dinner.
“I’ve been wanting to eat there, but I didn’t know if I was allowed to ask if we could go,” he admitted.
She giggled, deciding to have a little fun with him. “My boyfriend wanting to see some big-boobed waitresses? Who would have thought that?”
He glanced over, starting to stammer a denial, but saw that she was grinning at him and smirked instead. “You’re messing with me, aren’t you?”
She giggled again and nodded. “You’re allowed to be attracted to attractive women, Keith.”
He smiled. “Just so you know that I’d never do anything to hurt you, okay?”
She nodded. “I know, baby,” she said. Leaning over, she put her arm through his and leaned across the middle console to put her head on his shoulder. “I love you,” she said quietly, honestly.
“I love you too,” he said, turning and kissing her on the head.
Turning to head toward her workplace, Keith looked over and asked her how her day went.
She smiled, thinking over it for a moment. “Well, I know we haven’t talked much since school started,” she said. “But it’s been going really well. I’ve got a couple of friends after my first class on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. They are super nice and buy me a water nearly every day,” she admitted, turning to gauge his reaction.
Keith had never been a jealous boyfriend at all. To be fair, she’d never given him the smallest reason to be jealous and knew that even the guys she was friends with back in high school didn’t threaten him. After the whole Pastor Dickhead debacle, she began to seriously wonder if he didn’t need some kind of medicine to help him focus on things around him.
He nodded and glanced over, smiling and waiting for her to continue.
“I have to tell you that they did ask me out, though,” she said, turning to look at him. He looked over, surprised.
“Really?” he asked. For the first time in her life, she saw the slightest murmur of jealousy in his eyes, and internally smiled.
“Well, yeah,” she said, shrugging.
“I mean, I’m not worried about other guys hitting on you or anything,” he said. She didn’t think he sounded very convincing but didn’t say anything. “I assumed you got asked out and hit on at work, but that’s like… expected, right?”
She shook her head no. “I mean, yeah, I get hit on, but no one has asked me out. When they come to the restaurant, they know that we’re there to make money, not find a boyfriend.”
He nodded. “See, that’s what I figured,” he admitted. “And this guy at school asked you out?” he asked, looking over again.