He was looking down, admiring the delicious view when it struck him again that it felt like he’d seen this somewhere else. There was something distinctive and… familiar about it. Maybe a time he’d been with Sally or a previous girlfriend was the answer.
Then, the realization hit him like a ton of bricks.
He looked down and for a moment, saw blonde locks bouncing back and forth as their owner continued to try and force his cock into her throat. Sam’s hair was lighter though, and he wasn’t able to stifle the groan of substantial arousal from the vison before him.
That was where he’d seen this before. Sam… on her knees… blindfolded, in the video she’d shown him.
“That’s Dane’s,” Hannah announced, grinning widely as she slid back and pulled the blindfold off.
Dane grabbed her head again, eliciting a yelp of surprise from her as he pushed his cock back deep. His hands moved to the back of her head, driving her hard down onto him and holding her there. She gagged a few times but didn’t fight, even up to the point that he finally let her go to breathe. She took a great big breath, coughed a few times and went right back to sliding her mouth down the length of Dane’s cock.
Only vaguely aware of movement to his right, he heard the bed start to creak as his partner stared up at him with his cock buried deep between her lips. He could swear that he was looking down at Sam, her blonde hair unmistakable as she fought viciously to take him as deep as she possibly could. She pulled him free after a bit, then lowered herself down, her warm mouth coaxing one of his testicles inside where she softly sucked and rolled it around with her tongue.
A few seconds later, she moved to the other, looking up at him intently. He’d closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation that Sam was giving him, her warm mouth eagerly sucking and slurping at each of his balls. He had to have her again.
Reaching down, he grabbed two handfuls of her hair and pulled her up easily. Leaning in, he kissed her intensely for a few seconds, then moved both of them forward toward the bed. He pulled her up onto the bed and moved down on top of her as she spread her legs for him. Grunting, he plunged into her drenched pussy without hesitation, burying himself deep. She cried out, and he heard Sam’s voice in the cries of pleasure.
Still, he kept his eyes shut, Sam’s face haunting his mind as he started to mercilessly fuck her. She whimpered and moaned at his thrusts, her pussy squishing and sloshing as he hammered it again and again.
“Holy shit,” he heard his brother say near them.
“God… I don’t think he’s ever fucked me like that,” Sally added. “Fuck… so hot…”
Unrelenting and only half-listening, Dane powered down into her drenched cunt, quickly setting a furious pace and filling the apartment with a cacophony of muffled cries, wet slaps, and grunts of effort. Shortly after he’d heard Sally and Danny’s commentary, he heard the guttural groan of surrender and felt her pussy quaking as he pounded again and again into it. She fell silent, unmoving for a few seconds as he kept plunging in, then finally gasped once more as a wet spray burst out from around his punishing shaft. He didn’t slow, grunting with effort as he powered down into her.
She cried out weakly, the noise drawing him from his haze and forcing him to open his eyes.
Ever since he’d been with Sam, he’d been ignoring the desperate need to hear her crying out in pleasure again. He could still hear the melodic tones of her orgasm in his ears, her moans and emphatic grunts of effort and approval as she’d sucked his cock, even the way her lips sounded as they gently smacked when they’d kissed. Each time the memories had surfaced, he’d fought them back and forced himself to try and forget.
Hannah’s defeated cry of pleasure, driven from her completely relaxed and acquiescing body during the massive, squirting orgasm he’d given her, had forced Dane back up out of the fantasy haze that he was in. That wasn’t what Sam sounded like when he was fucking her. That wasn’t what he’d needed… yearned to hear.
He breathed heavily, his chest heaving as Hannah writhed beneath him. She looked like her mind had left her body and was existing on some other plane of reality. Beside them, the bed shook from the efforts of the other two, Danny energetically fucking Sally doggystyle. Troubled by what had been going on in his head, he stood and slid his cock from Hannah’s tormented pussy, then stalked to the bathroom for a much-needed shower.
When he got back in the bedroom twenty minutes later, Hannah was waiting, holding the blanket open and reaching for him. As he slid in, he sighed deeply. She nuzzled him in response, though he hadn’t meant the sigh to be comforting.
“Sam,” he thought, as he felt his cock throb in response.
***
The next morning, he woke to the sound of the TV in the other room along with conversation. He roused himself from bed and went to piss. Once that was out of the way, he pulled up his boxers and headed into the living room.
Danny was sitting idly on the couch with a bowl of cereal in his hands. “Hey, man,” he said, cocking his head.
Dane acknowledged him with a nod and saw Sally and Hannah talking in the kitchen. He went to fix himself some coffee.
“Morning, baby,” Sally said, greeting him with a kiss.
“Hey, sugar,” he said, patting her on the back.
“Lover,” Hannah purred, sliding up to him and licking his earlobe. “We were just discussing how much fun we had last night.”
“Yeah?” he asked.
He wanted to call them all together and set ground rules, but who the fuck was he to do something like that? He’d cheated on Sally with Toni and Alex both, and then done it again with Sam! As far as he was concerned, he was the last person that could really say a single thing about cheating.
Instead, he smiled and offered her a kiss on the cheek. “Good. So did I.”
She smiled happily and went back to talking to Sally, who winked and kissed him before he got his coffee and joined Danny in front of the TV.
As soon as he sat down, his younger brother turned down the volume and looked over at him.
“Hey uh… I wanted to say… thanks for letting me have fun… with Sally,” he said haltingly, as if he’d crossed a line.
“Thanks for letting me have fun with Hannah,” Dane replied.
The girls came around and sat down on the other side of their respective boyfriends.
“You guys make it sound like we’re not totally going to do it again,” Hannah said. “I don’t know if that’s fair, letting your brother give me an orgasm like that and not letting me have it again.”
“I just don’t want it to get weird,” Danny said. “I mean, I think it’s pretty clear that I had fun last night.”
Dane’s thoughts had immediately drifted back to the Sam-vision that he been fucking, even hearing, and he only half-heard the conversation.
“I think we all did,” Sally said.
“Well, you seemed a little distracted, though,” Hannah said.
Dane looked over after a few seconds of silence and realized they were talking to him. “Do what?” he asked.
“You seemed… distant last night,” Hannah reiterated. “If you hadn’t nearly killed me with your dick, I’d be offended.”
Dane chuckled and waved his hand dismissively. “I had fun,” he said, his thoughts starting to drift back to what he’d seen while fucking her.
“Well that was sure convincing,” Sally joked, and he chuckled along with the others.
***
From that point on, Dane’s sex life got even weirder than it had been before. He’d really been bothered by the vision of his little sister that had taken Hannah’s place when they’d fucked, and he seemed to be unable to forget about it.
So… since he had a pair of willing partners, he was happy to succumb to their desires whenever they wanted. It didn’t help that Hannah was just as insatiable as Sally was and the two seemed always ready to start some sexual fun or make he and his brother play some ridiculous game that ended with them fucking. He’d find the three fucking when he got out of class, as would Danny, coming home to find Dane fucking Hannah up against the wall, or throat-fucking her in the bathroom when she was in the middle of getting ready for class.
He kept telling himself that it was to be a good boyfriend to Sally and a good lover to Hannah. Inside, though, he knew better. Each night he had dreams of Sam, and every one of them seemed sexual. He’d wake up hard as a rock from dreaming about fucking his sister in some ridiculous manner, and immediately go find Hannah or Sally to satiate his renewed appetite. They never once turned him down, to their credit.
Try as he might, though, he couldn’t stop the visions of Sam that were plaguing him. Though after he’d finished railing one of the girls, he found that he was able to go back to sleep easily and was happy to have at least some relief.
He knew he wanted to see her again but was scared of hurting her even more. She’d obviously been through a lot and had problems now, he didn’t need to add to them to satisfy his appetite and perverted desires. And so, he promised to try and keep as much distance between the two of them as he could. It pained him that he wasn’t going to see her as much, but he loved her more than anything and was not going to hurt her again.
Sally and Hannah were perfect distractions, and no matter how many times one of them morphed into Sam’s gorgeous face, he was determined not to give in to the desire to see her again. Instead, he kept himself busy when he wasn’t fucking one of the girls.