Her father.
She’d felt his erection the night they’d spooned and lied to herself that she hadn’t noticed how big it was.
“No,” she whimpered, but it was too late. Though the image was quickly replaced by Wade again, it had been him that had pushed her that last step.
A massive wave of unbridled energy washed over her, washing through her as she slunk down to the mattress, her hips grinding against her hand as she gently wept at the incredible release. Her fingers continued to smuggle themselves up into her pussy as she thrust hard against them for another few minutes, her tortured cries of pleasure barely muffled by the pillow her face was buried in.
Many minutes later, she finally recovered enough to sit up, the haze of arousal lifting as she processed what had happened. Finally… she stood and looked back at herself in the mirror. She was still nude and disheveled, but just saw Sam staring back.
“Twice in one day,” she said weakly.
***
After she’d recovered, Sam got dressed and went to work like normal. She was relatively content after her second orgasm that day, but she still felt guilty about the thoughts that had gone through her head. She wasn’t going to do that particular one any justice by thinking about it, though, and pushed it from her mind any time it reared its disgusting head.
Kara was happy to hear that she’d been able to get the evening off, and when they could, the two discussed the particulars of the plan.
Sam was going to get there a little early and was going to have her cellphone with her in the closet. If she needed anything, she could text Kara, who promised to have her cell phone on her the whole evening.
Kara was going to make the announcement and said that she’d make sure to tell them that it was consensual, that Sam was of legal age, and all the rest. They’d worked out a special knock so that she could answer questions if they had to ask her something. Kara had even come up with one herself so that Sam would know it was her.
The events of the day were still weighing heavily on her, though, and she wondered if Toni was okay after their encounter. She didn’t think anything was going to happen between the two of them, of course, and was sure it was just their family’s genetic arousal issues at fault. Still, she didn’t need Toni being afraid of her.
That evening after work, she went directly to her room without bothering to check on Dane or her sister. She was exhausted and promised herself that she would try and deal with it all tomorrow. Not even bothering to shower, she slid into bed after stripping down and fell asleep in minutes.
***
The next day, Sam yawned and stretched, then forced herself from bed and pulled on some clothes. Trudging off to the bathroom to relieve herself, she stopped at Dane’s room and saw that he still hadn’t been home. Sighing, she looked to her right and saw that Toni’s door was still closed. At least there was one person she could fix things with. First though, she had to use the restroom.
Sitting on the toilet, she quickly realized she really needed a shower, her odor obvious as she began to regret not showering the night before. After she finished, she turned on the water to the shower and stripped down, waiting a few seconds for it to warm up before she hopped in and got clean.
The water was a little warm, but she left it where it was, the sizzling burn almost feeling like a punishment for her ridiculously lascivious thoughts of late. Closing her eyes, she pondered her actions over the past couple of days and let the water wash over her.
Eventually though, she knew she had to get out. She couldn’t realistically take up anymore shower time since she had other siblings in the house that might want to use it.
Stepping out, she quickly wrapped a towel around herself and started to use another to dry her hair. After a few minutes, the door opened and she glanced over, blushing as Toni stepped in.
“Hey,” she said.
“Hey,” Sam answered nervously.
Toni shut the door behind her and went to relieve herself, an uncomfortable silence hanging over the two. Sam tried to focus on drying her hair but kept glancing over.
As Toni finished, she started to walk quickly to the door, but then stopped.
“I’m sorry,” they both said, then both laughed at the other.
Toni, smiling, turned and came over to Sam, her arms wrapping around her and squeezing tight.
“I didn’t know you were going to do that,” Sam said quietly, hoping that would explain her ridiculous actions.
“I shouldn’t have,” Toni whispered back. “It was too much. I’m sorry.”
“Me too. I hope I didn’t scare you.”
Toni giggled, releasing her and stepping back. “Oh… you did… but in a really good way.”
Sam blushed, shaking her head. “Who… uh…” she stammered, pushing the naughty whispers from the edges of her thoughts. “Who was that guy?”
“That’s Bryce,” Toni said. “He’s Alex’s new… well… future boyfriend, I guess,” she said, sounding as if she were unsure. “They’re taking it slow.”
“Well… he’s…” Sam started to say, but then stopped. She was going to compliment his cock, she realized, and immediately sighed and shook her head. “Handsome.”
“Yeah, he’s got a really nice cock,” Toni said, obviously seeing through Sam’s attempt to hide her thoughts and always one to play with fire.
Sam began to feel a little relieved and laughed, shaking her head at her sister. “He does,” she confirmed. “I wasn’t trying to snoop,” she said. “I heard him moan and… my hormones got the better of me.”
Toni nodded. “I know. But I said that you could watch when you wanted to. You didn’t know it wasn’t Wade, and you didn’t have any reason to try and be sneaky.”
“I uh… I didn’t really know what to think,” she admitted.
“I’ll bet,” Toni replied. “You looked like you were about to rush in there and throw me off.” She paused, then giggled. “You think you would have if it had been just Wade and I?”
Sam closed her eyes, forcing the groan back down where it belonged. “Probably,” she said honestly. “I didn’t realize I was still so horny, even after I took care of the issue yesterday morning.”
“Seems like you didn’t take care of it enough,” Toni said provocatively. “If little ole me can get your motor running so easily, I mean.”
“Yeah,” she agreed, “but like I said… I’m sorry about that.”
Toni, ever surprising, darted forward and kissed Sam on the lips again, just for an instant. “Don’t apologize,” she whispered, inches from her face. “It was a little scary, but fun and eye-opening.”
Sam nodded slightly, Toni dancing backwards with a mischievous smile on her face. Opening the bathroom door, she danced out, then poked her head back in.
“And don’t think I don’t know that you had to finish yourself off after I got you so turned on yesterday.”
Smiling widely, she winked and disappeared, leaving Sam smirking and shaking her head.
“Oh Toni,” she thought. “If you knew the fire that you’re playing with.”
***
Sitting in her first class a little later, Sam saw her friends come in and smiled, offering them a little wave. They all looked like they were in good spirits and seemed happy to see her. She was glad for the friendly attention and was able to take good notes during the class without her intrusive sexual thoughts eroding her ability to focus.
Sitting at the tables that they normally did after class, the four talked about everyday things for a while. She was engaged in a heated debate about something they’d talked about in class earlier and didn’t hear her name called the first time.
“Sam?”
She stopped talking and turned, then saw that Zoey was coming over to where she was. Smiling, she stood to greet her new friend but was quickly wrapped in a hug, much to her surprise.
“Hey th…,” she started to say, but was dumbfounded when Zoey kissed her energetically, her lips finding Sam’s and a soft cry of surprise escaping.
“Hi!” Zoey said a second later, grabbing Sam’s hand. “Sorry, I couldn’t help it! How are you?”
Sam, still recovering, smiled and stepped back a half-step and glanced at the three guys staring wide-eyed at the two.
“I’m uh… good,” she said with a laugh. “It’s good to see you again. I didn’t know you were over in this area.”
Zoey giggled excitedly, squeezing Sam’s hand. “I have Math first thing on Monday, Wednesday, and Fridays. I saw you and your friends leaving class and had to come say ‘hi.'”
“I’m glad you did,” Sam said. “We’re usually hanging out at these tables since we have a while before our next class.”
“So, when are you going to come back and… hang out with me?” Zoey asked, her overly expressive features betraying the concealed nature of the question. Sam watched as she chewed at her lip and shifted nervously from foot to foot, one hand nervously squeezing Sam’s hand and the other flipping her hair a few times.
“I uh… don’t know, whenever I have time, I guess,” Sam said, amused but a little concerned that her other friends might judge her negatively.
She glanced over, seeing the three guys grinning as they watched the two girls and laughed at their obvious expressions.
“Zoey, this is Kev, Murphy, and Marley,” Sam said. “She’s…”
“Her girlfriend!” Zoey blurted out before Sam could say “friend.”
“Nice,” Kev said, grinning from ear to ear.
“Not like that dipshit,” Marley corrected, glancing back and shaking his head.
“Yeah man, girls can say girlfriend and not mean it like you and your boyfriend,” Murphy said, grinning as he took a shot at Kev’s expense.
Sam, blushing, stammered something unintelligible as an explanation and Zoey didn’t seem to want to elaborate on what she meant.