Storiesonline.net ------- Conflicted by Eldridge Copyright© 2010 by Eldridge ------- Description: Damon, an 18 year old high school athlete, learns some startling, yet very interesting things about his cheerleader younger sister, and the things she does with her best friends. As he slowly gets involved with the group of girls, however, he begins to realize that there may be more to his newfound happiness than he first realized. Slow building story with lots of plot and subplots, as well as lots of sex in the later chapters. Codes: MF FF Ff Mult cons rom les bi het inc bro sis span group orgy 1st oral anal mastrb fist squirt voy slow sch ------- ------- Preamble I am currently allowing Storiesonline to post this story and no one else. It's mine, so don't steal it; I hate having to go talk to lawyers. A note of warning to people who don't like long stories: -- This is a VERY LONG story! -- The entire Conflicted story spans well over a thousand Word pages. The final four chapters alone are about 400 pages in total. If you're the kind of person who thinks that Tweets are too long, you're probably better off not reading this. If you do read it, please don't complain that you thought it was too long, since I just told you it would be. If you enjoyed the story, please vote or, better yet, send me some feedback. Like most writers, I love feedback on what I'm doing right and what I'm doing wrong. If you didn't like my story, I'd love to hear your comments too. In any case, if you email me with a return email address, I always reply, since I enjoy talking to my readers. Thanks go to my good friend stevieraygovan for his help in editing. Please check out his own stories, as they are several levels of sheer awesome. Note : I realize that storiesonline only allows people to vote once per story. Conflicted starts off pretty slow, because it was originally written for a site that allows votes per chapter. The pace really picks up from the end of chapter four, and from then on it's pretty much a roller coaster. I'd like to ask you to vote once you've read the entire story, though if you'd rather vote beforehand, that's of course fine too. Thank you in advance for reading my story. :) ------- Chapter 1 "You've gotta be kidding me, Jeff?" I exclaimed, looking in surprise at the guy who I considered to be one of my best friends. "Sorry man, she's just so hot! She's the best fuck I've ever had, I'm not gonna say no to her," Jeff replied, a crooked smirk on his face. "You don't have to say no to her, but can't you go fuck her in an hour or so? Or at least give me a ride home first?" "She wants it now, D. I gotta go give it to her!" Jeff grinned as he got up. I couldn't believe it. It'd only been five minutes since he and I'd been having something to eat in the mall when he got a text message from his new mystery girlfriend—whom he'd been seeing for almost a month—saying she wanted him to come fuck her. Of course, like any healthy guy would, he immediately agreed and texted that he'd be there in ten minutes. Which left me stranded at the mall without any kind of transportation. I threw my hands up in disgust. "How the fuck am I supposed to get home?" "Shit, call your mom or something, dude. Stop whining!" I threw him a dark glare. "Wow, thanks asshole. Thanks a lot." "Whatever. I'm out," Jeff said as he walked off. I let out an explosive breath of air, trying to calm down; getting angry wasn't really going to solve anything, and it sure as hell wasn't going to get me home. I couldn't believe he'd just left me like that! He'd been acting rather aloof and weird the last month or so—more than usual, anyways—but I hadn't expected him to just ditch me like I was some girl who wouldn't put out. Sighing in resignation, I looked around as I tried to gather my thoughts. I wasn't really upset at Jeff for going to be with his new girlfriend. Perhaps a bit jealous, since it had only been a few weeks since Kim—the cheating bitch—had broken up with me. Thinking about her made my bile rise again, so I quickly shifted my thoughts to something else. I ticked off my options in my mind, one by one. Jeff was obviously out, Brian was out of state to visit his dad, and Michael was sick. So I couldn't turn to my friends for help, and with my own car in the garage for at least another week, I was left with exactly one option. Sighing, I got my phone out of my pocket and called my mom. "Yes honey, I can pick you up. You'll have to come with me to your sister's cheerleading contest though, because I'm on my way there right now," my mom said, after I had explained to her that I was at the mall and needed a ride. "Oh Mom, can't you please come pick me up afterwards?" I complained. Going to a cheerleading contest wasn't really high on the list of things I wanted to do. "No, I can't," she replied. "Why not?" "Because it's too far out of the way on my way back. Besides, we won't have time." "Mom, I just—" "Damon Leonard Richards, if you want me to pick you up, you're coming with me to your sister's contest. It's that simple!" Her use of my full name showed me how serious she was. I absolutely hated it when people called me Damon Leonard, preferring to go by D or sometimes DL, which my friends then jokingly turned into Dell. They were such a creative bunch. "How about I walk over to Yale, and you pick me up there afterwards? How much extra time is that going to take?" "Still too much. I'll have your sister with me, and I need to get her home so she can shower." "That stupid fungus—" I started grumbling. "You better hope I did not hear that correctly, young man!" she interrupted, her voice cold and hard. "I'm sorry," I said contritely. It wasn't my sister's fault she suffered from that ailment, after all. I felt bad for even bringing it up. "Why doesn't Jeffrey give you a ride home? I thought you had gone to the mall with him?" "Because he's an asshole!" I snapped, without even thinking about it. "Mind your tongue, Damon!" she scolded. "Eh ... sorry, Mom." "Do you want a ride or not? I need to know right now, because I need to turn here at Admiral if you do. Take it or leave it." "Okay, fine," I sighed dejectedly. "Please come pick me up. I'll go watch those little airheads prance around." "I'm telling your sister you called her an airhead!" she giggled before she hung up on me. Great. That'd go over really well with Kelsey. ------- I pretended to be positively annoyed—mostly for Mom's benefit—as we sat down in the stands in the fourth row. My sister's contest was being held at Westmore High, one of our school's main rivals in cheerleading, and the place was pretty packed. I looked around in boredom since their gym was pretty much the same as any other I'd seen. My mood brightened considerably, however, once the cheerleaders went onto the mat. Several dozen girls from different squads came out on the mat at once, practicing their tumbles, twirls, and spins, along with several moves that I'd never even seen before. Of course, it wasn't the moves that were drawing my interest, but rather the short skirts on the hot, athletic girls, as well as the way those skirts fit around their curvy asses and showed off their sexy legs. With my eyes roaming around the arena, I eagerly checked out every single one of the bouncing balls of exuberant energy. While most didn't really catch my interest, there were a few who were absolutely smoking hot. One girl in particular seemed way too overdeveloped for her small outfit; she appeared on the verge of bursting out of it with every tumble she made. She was obviously a senior, yet her outfit seemed more apt for a freshman. My cock twitched hungrily in my pants at every bounce of her breasts and every glimpse of her gloriously firm ass when her skirt would slide up along her hips. The contest got started not too long after. Squad after squad of hot, nubile girls ran out onto the floor where they danced, squealed, tumbled, flipped, tossed up their friends—usually catching them again—and chanted their school's name, before finally running off again. After about three such performances my mind began to wander a bit since it all seemed pretty similar. Of course, my attention kept being drawn back because of how sexy most of the girls were, and because of the daring, sensual dances they were performing. Whenever a group of girls would shake their little butts or jiggle their chests, several groans could be heard coming from the stands. The majority of the groans came from guys around my age, most likely because they enjoyed what they were seeing just as much as I was. However, I also noticed that some of the groans were actually grunts of dismay coming from the assembled dads in the crowd. I imagined that having to watch their daughters strut their stuff was causing all of them to wonder how their baby girls had grown up so fast. My mom's elbow to my ribs pulled me out of my revery. I gave her a guilty glance, wondering if she'd guessed what I had been thinking about. "Pay attention. Your sister's up next," she said as she stood up and yelled, "Go Kelsey!" I got up and also yelled some encouragements at my little sister when her squad ran onto the mat. Despite her being a bit of a brat at times, I loved Kelsey deeply, and I wanted her to do well. She was a wonderfully sweet girl who did great in school, almost never upset my parents, and would go out of her way to help people wherever she could. She was also a lot of fun to hang out with—provided she wasn't trying to get on my nerves, which fortunately wasn't that often. Several of my friends had younger sisters themselves and were often driven to distraction—or madness—by them, especially Michael. His little sister, Vanessa, was an unholy terror who practically needled the blood out from under his nails every single day. When he'd get angry with her, she would simply run to their mom who would inevitably side with her little sweetheart. He'd once confided in me that he sometimes thought of killing the little monster and tossing her body off the cliffs at Lookout Point. I'd never been sure if he was serious or not. In comparison to all that, I was absolutely blessed to have a sweetheart like Kelsey as my little sister, though it probably helped that she was only a little over ten months younger than I was. As her group stood silently on the mat in front of the crowd, I smiled and waved at her. She gave no indication that she had seen me as they waited for their music to start. Kelsey and her fellow cheerleaders were wearing fairly demure, one-piece uniforms; compared to some of the other squads they looked practically overdressed. Their skirts were still pretty short, coming to maybe five inches or so below their butts, but other than their legs no other skin was showing. I had to admit I was a bit disappointed by that. While I was staring at their legs, the music came on, and the girls started off dancing to some high tempo hip hop. As far as I could tell, their synchronization and choreography were excellent, and it definitely got the crowd pumped up as the girls moved to the side of the mats for their tumbles. "Pay close attention. Amanda and Kelsey are doing the Fulls, those are really spectacular to watch," my mom said loudly in my ear, trying to be heard over the noise of the crowd. I nodded at her and locked my eyes on my little sister, who stood in the midst of a line of her friends, flanked on her sides by Amanda—who had been her best friend ever since they were sophomores—and a very cute, petite brunette. Right when the beat in the music changed, the group of girls took off, sprinting, tumbling, spinning, and flipping from the left side of the mat to the right. Most of them stopped about halfway through, but Kelsey and Amanda added several more tumbles before finishing off with an absolutely incredible double somersault with a corkscrew thrown in for good measure. My jaw fell open, and my heart raced as my sister and her friend landed the Full solidly, with the crowd roaring its approval over the nigh-Olympian acrobatic feats on display. The girls didn't miss a beat, quickly joining together at the center of the mat for some more dancing. As they stood in front of us, I noticed that Kelsey and Amanda were grinning like crazy. Every cheerleader would smile and laugh as she performed, of course, since that was part of their whole routine, but both girls seemed to be taking it to a whole new level, even compared to their own teammates. The girls thrust their chests forward as part of the dance they were doing, then turned around and actually spanked their own butts! Again I heard several loud groans go up around me, and I was surprised I wasn't groaning myself. I felt my mouth get a little dry as I blatantly gawked at my own sister's curves, which looked absolutely fantastic in her tight uniform. After driving most teenage males in the building insane with their sexy antics, the cheerleaders lined up in three groups, with Kelsey, Amanda, and the small brunette as the centerpiece of each group. All three of them were hoisted into the air and were given signs with the school's initials and logo on them, which they used to lead the crowd in our school's fighting cheer. Both my sister and her gorgeous, blonde friend seemed incredibly excited about something; at least, if I interpreted the gigantic smiles on their faces correctly. I glanced over at the small brunette and noticed that she too was smiling brightly, though with the way she kept looking at Amanda and Kelsey it seemed she was smiling at them more than anything else. Once the cheering was over, the base girls grabbed the three firmly by their slender hips and feet and tossed them high in the air, with my sister and her two aerial companions performing several twists and corkscrews while soaring above their teammates. An icy grip clutched my chest as I watched my sister plummet back to the ground at a death-defying speed, but she was effortlessly caught by her group. The toss-spin-catch routine was repeated again almost immediately, after which the three girls were let back down onto the mat. The girls all struck an individual pose and let out a loud 'Tigers roar!' yell, signifying the end of their routine. Mom's excited screams were so loud I thought she was going to rupture my eardrums, and the crowd absolutely exploded into applause. I nearly bruised my hands from pounding them together in admiration for what I'd just seen. It had been a terrific routine, and I thought it would easily win, though I had to admit I was, of course, terribly biased; I knew how much these competitions meant to my little sister. After nearly screaming herself hoarse, Mom let out her breath in a loud whoosh, turning towards me and grabbing me in a huge hug, her joy at seeing her daughter perform so well plain to see on her face. We shared a smile before turning our attention back to Kelsey, who was still grinning so broadly it looked like she had swallowed unicorn giggles or something. Amanda and their cute brunette squad mate also still had the same huge smiles on their faces, noticeably more elated than the rest of the girls. Kelsey and her friends waved at the crowd for a few seconds, then stormed off the mat to the side of the hall, where they sat down and patiently waited for the contest to finish. A few more squads performed after my sister's. While all the girls were certainly cheerful, demonstrative and seemed to enjoy themselves, my sister and her friends had just been at a completely different level. I wondered why she had been so happy, but soon lost my train of thought as I ogled more tight cheerleader ass. Especially Westmore's own squad drew my attention; their uniforms bordered on being qualified as lingerie, and they kept my mind pleasantly occupied with dirty thoughts for several minutes. Once the competition was finally over, it seemed to take the judges forever to make up their minds, but eventually it was announced that Westmore had won while my sister's squad took second place. "What?!" I exclaimed in outrage. "They were much better than Westmore! They should have won!" My mom gave me a sympathetic smile. "Only Westmore wins at Westmore, dear." "Are you serious? That's just retarded! Is it because they look like sluts?" I blurted out before the thought had even finished. As soon as I realized what I'd said, I got a fierce blush on my face. Mom gave me an amused grin as she shook her head; then, without saying anything else, she went down to the gym floor to go get my sister. I walked behind her, still pissed off that Kelsey's squad hadn't won; they'd been miles better than the other teams and were simply robbed! I was glad that in my swimming contests who won and who didn't wasn't determined by whose fucking pool we were swimming in. As we reached the floor, Kelsey was laughing happily, hugging her fellow cheerleaders. All the girls were excitedly talking about their result, seemingly very happy with it despite the unfairness of the decision. As I listened, it seemed most girls were in agreement that it had been Kelsey, Amanda and a girl named Carynne who had been the catalysts for what they considered their great finish. It took me a few moments to figure out that Carynne was the cute little brunette I had noticed several times earlier. "I can't believe you guys actually did it! It was so hot!" a busty brunette said to my sister, a wicked grin on her face. Kelsey threw Amanda a guilty glance, and they both burst into giggles. As the girls happily kept babbling to each other, with an occasional squeal or giggle sometimes rising above the crescendo, I glanced at my watch and gave Mom a pointed stare. "Patience, dear. If we don't let your sister calm down now, she'll wind up bouncing off the insides of the car on the way home," Mom said with a smile. The image of my sister zooming around the car like some cartoon character made me laugh out loud. The sound of my laughter must have reached Kelsey because her head whipped around, and her smile grew even bigger when she saw me. She immediately came running towards us, and I could barely brace myself before she just jumped right into my arms. "Damon, I'm so happy you came to watch me cheer!" she breathed in my ear, as she nearly crushed me in her hug. I wrapped my arms around her—being extra careful not to grab her ass—holding her five-foot-three body completely off the floor. The other cheerleaders grinned at me as they watched me hug my sister. It caused me to blush quite badly, though it didn't stop me from holding Kelsey for a few more moments before I gently let her back down. "Don't let it go to your head, Kel. Mom made me come watch," I said flippantly. "She did not!" Kelsey grinned in mock annoyance, punching me in the shoulder. She glared at me for a few seconds, then turned to Mom with a frown. "Did you?" "Well, I guess I did, sort of!" Mom laughed. "Oh," Kelsey said dejectedly as she lowered her head and looked at the floor. "What's wrong?" I asked worriedly. "I just thought you ... never mind. It's not important," Kelsey said, sounding so sad that I suddenly felt a lump in my throat. I hadn't meant to upset her! I comfortingly put my hand on my sister's shoulder and leaned a bit closer. "I'm glad she did though, because I had a really good time." "You're just saying that," Kelsey said softly, shaking her head. "No, I'm not!" I protested. "Kel, I really did enjoy watching you cheer. You and the other girls put on a great show, it was awesome!" "Do you mean it?" she asked, looking up at me. "Yes, absolutely! I promise." "Ha, I knew it!" Kelsey exclaimed. The giant smile reappeared instantly on her face as if it had never left, and her gorgeous light blue eyes twinkled mischievously. A sudden suspicion came over me. "You little brat! You were just acting!" "I'm going to go tell all the girls my big, tough brother really liked our routine!" she teased. "Don't you dare!" I warned with a small grin, raising my finger at her threateningly. She stuck her tongue out at me and took off before I could react, running after the rest of her squad who had already gone towards the locker rooms. I quickly gave chase, promising all kinds of awful violence if she opened her mouth. She squealed delightedly as she narrowly managed to stay out of my grasp, finally hiding behind a tall blonde from her own squad. "Help me, Stacey! My brother is trying to kill me!" Kelsey giggled, barely able to keep from bursting into laughter. The blonde girl turned around with a big smile on her face. I couldn't help but smile in return; hot girls tended to do that to me, and Stacey was most definitely hot. My eyes were immediately drawn to her firm tits, snugly enveloped in her tight top, though her supple, tanned legs were fighting for my attention as well. Tall and slender, she was absolutely gorgeous. "Sorry, Kelsey's brother," she said with a grin as she shook her head. "I can't let you kill her. I hate having to train a new flyer." "A new what?" I asked, puzzled. "A flyer. That's what we call the girls we throw in the air and catch again on their way down. Or at least we do if we like them enough." "Seeing as how Kelsey is still in one piece, I guess you must like her, huh?" "Like I said, it sucks to have to train a new one," Stacey said with a little smirk. "Hey! You know you like me!" Kelsey protested loudly, driving her fingers into Stacey's sides. The tall blonde squeaked and jumped nearly a foot in the air in surprise; then, she whirled around with surprising speed, lunging for my sister who wasn't fast enough to dodge her grasp. I laughed as Kelsey tried valiantly to squirm loose, but Stacey held on to my sister's arm fairly easily since Kelsey gave up nearly five inches to the tall beauty. I laughed at the two girls as they struggled for a bit. "I guess she doesn't like you that much, huh, Kel?" Kelsey stuck her tongue out at me, but I could tell from the sparkle in her eyes that she was thoroughly enjoying herself. "So what do you think we should we do with her?" I asked Stacey. "You're her brother, it's up to you," the tall cheerleader replied with a small shrug. "We could spank her?" I joked. The girls gave each other a knowing glance, then they burst into giggles. "I think she'd enjoy that way too much," Stacey said after a few seconds, with a mysterious little smile on her face. I gave the beautiful blonde an inquisitive look, but before I could ask her what she meant, Mom called that we really needed to get going. "Looks like the fun's over, Kel, let's go. It was nice meeting you, Stacey." Stacey let go of my sister though her hand lingered on Kelsey's arm for a few seconds. "It was nice meeting you too, Kelsey's brother," she said with a playful grin. "Sorry," I chuckled. "It's Damon." "I hope to see you again sometime, Damon," she said with a pretty smile before turning around and walking off down the hall. Kelsey quickly ran to the locker room to get her bag, then she and I walked to the exit where Mom was waiting impatiently for us. As soon as she saw us, she motioned that she was going to get the car. "You need to be careful of her," my sister said seriously. "Who, Mom?" I asked with a small smile, playing dumb. "No, doofus!" Kelsey grinned. "Stacey!" I laughed at Kelsey calling me 'doofus.' She'd been doing that since we were both little kids. "Why do I need to be careful of Stacey?" I asked. "Because she is a bad girl. Good boys like you shouldn't hang out with girls like her." "Good boy? Since when have I been a good boy?" I asked, deliberately sounding resentful. Kelsey wasn't buying any of my shit. "Since your whole life, mister Eagle Scout!" she snorted. "Hey, that was awhile ago!" I complained. "I've gotten a lot more bad since then!" "Whatever! You spent three hours clearing the branches out of old lady Weaver's yard last week!" "So? What does that have to do with anything?" She gave me a cute little grin as she elbowed me in my side. "So you're a goody two-shoes!" I smirked as I pinched her side, causing her to squirm and squeal with laughter. "Bite me! You better not tell anybody about this, you little brat!" "Oh? Will I be in trouble if I do?" she teased. "You better believe it!" "Mmmm, I love being in trouble," she purred seductively; her eyes lit up to a deep, almost azure blue as she gave me a sultry look. I stared at her in amazement for a few seconds, with my mouth wide open. She kept it up for another long moment, then burst into giggles. "You should see the look on your face!" "Shit, I should have known you were just playing me," I grinned wryly. She gave me a gorgeous little smile. "You make it so easy!" I laughed loudly, as I knew full well she was right. "Yeah, go ahead, make fun of your poor brother." She wrapped her slender arms around me and squeezed herself against me. "You know I only do it because I love you, right?" "Yeah, I know. I love you too. Brat!" I grinned. We both smiled at each other as we waited for Mom to pull up to the front with her car. "Is Stacey really that bad?" I asked after a couple of moments. "No, she isn't, not at all. She's actually a terribly sweet girl, and I love her to death. But she does tend to bounce from boy to boy, and I'd really hate to see you with another broken heart," Kelsey said softly, her eyes full of pain as she looked up at me. She knew how much Kim had hurt me by cheating on me and dumping me. I silently wrapped my arms around her shoulders and softly kissed the top of her head. She really was a sweetheart. I was blessed to have her as my sister. Mom pulled up the curb, and Kelsey and I quickly walked out to the car. My sister shivered in the cool fall breeze, so I pulled her close against me; her cheerleader outfit wasn't exactly made to withstand such weather. On a whim I decided to get into the middle row with her, and she gave me a grateful smile as she cuddled up close against me. "Are you cold, honey?" Mom asked, a little concerned. "Yeah, but it's okay. I've got my big warm brother to snuggle up against," Kelsey said with a huge smile. Mom smiled at me in the rear view mirror as she drove off, at the same time turning up the heat in her minivan. We sat quietly for awhile, and I aimlessly gazed out the window, just enjoying having Kelsey so close by. After a few moments, I remembered something. "Hey Kel, what was up with those huge smiles and grins?" "What huge smiles and grins?" Kelsey asked. "While you were cheering. You sure looked very happy about something." My sister blushed for a second, then she gave a small shrug. "No particular reason. I just love to cheer." "It wouldn't have anything to do with the fact I was there, would it?" I teased. "Oh please! Full of yourself, much?" Kelsey scoffed, rolling her eyes in that perfect way of hers. Mom laughed as she threw me a big smile, and I couldn't help but laugh myself, even as Kelsey cuddled back up against me. She started singing softly a few minutes later, and I smiled at her. Kelsey always loved to sing, and she had a beautiful voice. As we drove home, I made up my mind to see Kelsey's squad perform again; I was going to find out why she'd been so happy. ------- As soon as we got home, Kelsey quickly ran upstairs to go shower. She suffered from a particular foot affliction that basically prohibited her from using any public showers anywhere. If she did, she'd run the risk of getting some very nasty-looking fungus on her feet, that required several days of treatment with a certain foul-smelling ointment. She didn't enjoy not being able to shower with the other girls, but she enjoyed being a 'green-footed freak' even less, so she'd grudgingly wait to shower until she got home. Kelsey's bathroom was situated between her bedroom and mine, but I had been banned from using it when she turned twelve; partially because of her foot affliction, but mostly because she refused to share a bathroom with a boy. At the time, our older sister Melissa was still living at home, and she unequivocally declared that her bathroom was off-limits to 'that smelly little turd' as well. So, for awhile, my parents had allowed me to use their master bathroom. It had suited me just fine since they had a very nice jacuzzi, and I got to use it whenever they weren't home. Unfortunately, Melissa had run away and gone to live in L.A. about five years ago, which had put a stop to my sweet arrangement almost immediately. With Melissa's old bathroom now free, my parents had mercilessly banned me from theirs. I had briefly considered taking Melissa's old bedroom as well, but decided against it because it was a bit smaller than my current one. I had to admit I'd also been worried about Melissa coming back and beating the crap out of me for taking her bedroom. Of course, as the years went by after she'd run away, it became less and less likely that would ever happen, and I realized sadly that I'd have gladly endured a hundred beatings at her hands if she'd have only come back. We never really talked much about her anymore in the house, but I still missed her. I knew Kelsey did as well. It was after 8pm already, and Mom plopped down on the couch in front of the TV, putting her feet up with a loud groan and saying she'd order pizza. Dad had another evening shift at the precinct, and she was clearly not in the mood to cook for just the three of us. I briefly considered staying downstairs and watching TV with her, but as soon as she turned on her Tivo'd forensic shows, I fled upstairs. Anything was better than to endure hours of boredom watching people getting all excited over minor little details in an effort to solve a crime that had happened before I was even born. I turned on my computer and logged into my Facebook page, checking to see if I'd had any messages left on my wall. With the sound of Kelsey's shower running in the background, I kept myself busy for awhile, leaving messages to a bunch of my friends. It was after about ten minutes of 'socializing' that I began to notice some soft thumping sounds coming from the bathroom. Puzzled, I got up and walked over to the door, putting my ear against it. After a few seconds, I could make out soft moans over the noise of the shower, in addition to those thumps I had heard earlier. I debated what to do. I could ask my sister if everything was okay and probably not get much of an answer beyond 'mind your own business!' Alternatively, I could open the door and take a peek for myself, thereby risking her eternal wrath. Eventually my curiosity won out over my desire for continued good health, so I quietly opened the door a few inches and peeked through the crack. My heart nearly stopped as I saw my sister under her shower. Several years ago, Dad had taken a weekend and completely redone Kelsey's bathroom; one of the things he had installed for her was a six by four feet glass-paneled cubicle, to her utter delight. The one detail that had kind of gotten messed up in that project, however, was that the glass walls were completely see-through rather than obscured. As such, I could see every glorious inch of my sister's naked body, who was leaning with her right shoulder against the glass panel closest to me. I knew Kelsey was beautiful, of course; I had no trouble seeing that, even as her brother. She had a pleasant tendency to walk around the house in skimpy outfits, presumably on account of her being a cheerleader, and so I'd caught tantalizing glimpses of her beauty on many occasions. Even when she was just dressed in jeans and a tank top, she was gorgeous. Now I was seeing her full-on naked, probably for the first time since we'd been ten years old or so. Having turned eighteen a little over a month ago, my sister had turned into an absolutely unbelievable goddess. There was not an ounce of fat on her trim, slender form, and she had just perfect breasts, with firm nipples standing proudly erect. Water was cascading down her luscious breasts in a mesmerizing way; I felt my mouth turn to cotton as I gawked at the most amazing waterfall I had ever witnessed in my life. My eyes swept downwards, following the smooth lines of her hips to her ass. I had seen many an impossibly perfect ass on the Internet, and my sister put all of them to shame. The only way to describe her ass was as a heavenly curve: perfectly round and magnificently firm. I imagined every girl in the world would die to have a bubble butt like Kelsey's. I briefly flicked my gaze down, admiring her perfectly toned, slender legs. Then my eyes went back up, to that which had been clamoring for my attention from the very second I first saw her: her pussy. I could only barely make it out from my current angle, but what wasn't so hard to make out was the fact that she had two of her fingers stuffed inside it. Kelsey leaned her head against the glass panel to her right, spreading her legs wide. Her left hand was rubbing eagerly over the top of her slit, while she was jamming two fingers from her right hand deep inside. Over and over she thrust her fingers into her little cunt, sliding them in and out at a rapid pace. Her breathing was heavy; judging by the erratic movements of her sexy tummy, I guessed she was pretty close to cumming. My cock had risen to full hardness in my pants as I continued to stare in complete awe at my little sister wildly fingerfucking herself. Every now and then she'd diddle her clit with her fingertips, causing her to bang her head softly against the glass panel in obvious pleasure, thus explaining the thumping sounds I'd heard earlier. Almost immediately after, she'd pull her little gash open and push her fingers deep inside again. Loud moans burst from her lips as she increased the force of her thrusts into her pussy, clearly demonstrating just how horny she was. Her legs were shaking as she hungrily fingered herself to an orgasm. She raised her right hand to her breast and squeezed her nipple, shuddering at the feelings it sent through her. My mouth practically watered as I gawked at her tits, seeing her nipples get even harder while she played with them. They stood out perfectly from her breasts, and I imagined what it would be like to take those nubs into my mouth and suck on them. The thought caused me to groan deeply in my throat, and my cock jumped in my pants as if to urge me to go do exactly that. I let that fantasy flutter through my mind for several seconds before I quickly snapped myself back to reality. What the fuck was I doing? I was thinking about sucking on my own sister's tits! I shook my head in an effort to clear the images out of it, even though a small voice in the back of my mind said that I couldn't be blamed for having those thoughts. After all, it wasn't every day that I got to watch such an incredibly hot, sexy girl get herself off right in front of me. A massive urge to jerk off welled up inside of me, and I had to clench my teeth to resist it. "Uhm!" Kelsey moaned, drawing my attention back to her. She was plunging her fingers rapidly in and out of her cunt, and her entire body was shivering. Her tummy spasmed almost uncontrollably, yet she kept frantically fingerfucking herself, clenching her jaw as she got herself off. "Oh God!" she moaned, yanking her fingers out of her slit. To my utter astonishment, a thin stream of juice erupted from her pussy, the spray mixing with the water still streaming from her breasts. I blinked my eyes rapidly and began to wonder if my mind was playing tricks on me when Kelsey clenched her legs together, her body spasming wildly again; there was absolutely no doubting the gush of crystal-clear pussy juice that squirted out of her cunt that time. "Fuck ... fuck ... fuck ... fuck ... fuck!" Kelsey began chanting, shoving one finger completely back inside her pussy even as she stumbled backwards and hit the glass panel behind her with a loud bang. I thought for sure that I could actually hear the squishy, sopping noises of her slit over the noise of the shower. She was apparently not content with a single orgasm as she kept aggressively fingering herself, and a few seconds later a massive shudder tore through her body. Her legs gave out, causing her to slowly slide down along the glass panel to the floor. "Fuck yes!" she screamed, loud enough that I was worried Mom might hear, roughly pulling her finger out of her spasming slit as she came again. An absolute wave of juice squirted out of her pussy, splattering all over and around her as she lay twitching on the bathroom floor, moaning and grunting in her obviously delicious orgasm. She gently put her fingers back against her slit and rubbed her pussy lips; shivers of pleasure shot through her every time she touched her apparently ultra-sensitive clit. I felt shivers tear through my spine myself merely from watching her shudder in delight. She slowly began to calm down, with her body stretching out across the floor and completely relaxing after her massive cum. Panting heavily, with her mouth wide open, she squeezed her tits before bringing her fingers from her pussy to her mouth, sucking them clean with relish and moaning loudly at the taste of her own girl juice. I stood absolutely stupefied, having just witnessed the most amazing thing ever in my entire life. I was no stranger to sex—Kim and I had had some pretty awesome adventures in bed, at least as far as I was concerned—but I had never seen anything as incredibly hot as the show that had been put on by my little sister. I let my hungry gaze rove over her fantastic body for a few more seconds, then quietly pulled the door shut. Her orgasmic bliss probably wouldn't be nearly as satisfying if she realized her brother was standing there, lusting after her. I wasn't surprised that Kelsey was masturbating since pretty much everyone our age was doing that. Hell, I'd been jerking it at least once a day for quite a few years. But somehow I had imagined my sister as the kind of girl who shyly put her hand in her panties while lying in bed, gently rubbed herself for a few minutes, climaxed quietly, then somewhat embarrassedly went to sleep. This unbelievably sexy vixen who had put on the hottest masturbation porn I'd ever seen was a far cry from the kind of sweet, innocent girl I'd imagined my sister to be. While it was a bit of a shock, I had to admit that it'd been incredible to watch. I could feel my cock actually oozing precum from how excited I'd gotten while watching Kelsey finger herself. I sighed deeply, partially in anger because of the fact that I was perving on my little sister, and partially because I was hoping I'd get to see her do it again. I had to clench my teeth to keep from jerking myself off as I sat back down behind my computer. I tried to focus on my Facebook wall, but instead just kept seeing that stream of cum erupt from my sister's pussy. Mom called that the pizza had arrived about ten minutes later. I turned off my computer and walked to the stairs where I almost bumped into Kelsey, who was dressed in navy boy shorts and a red tank top. Rather than put up her shoulder length, chestnut brunette hair in her ubiquitous ponytail, she'd let it hang to just beyond her shoulder blades, presumably so that it would dry faster after her shower. She gave me a grin as we both jostled and fought to be the first down the stairs, with nothing about her giving any evidence of the fact that she had just wantonly fingered herself to two delicious orgasms. I finally let her go first, having to bite my lip to keep from groaning as I watched her curves bounce while she ran down the stairs. God, she had an amazing ass. I smiled at her as we entered the kitchen together. "You look great, Kel," I said earnestly. "Awww, thank you!" she beamed at me. Her face displayed one of her wonderful smiles as her eyes turned a beautiful dark blue. She gave me a big hug and a smooch on my cheek, then we sat down next to each other at the kitchen table, opposite Mom. Each of us hungrily attacked a few slices of supreme pizza. While we ate, I couldn't help but glance over at my sister every few bites, as the nakedness I vividly remembered kept overlaying the sweet image in front of me. Eventually she saw me looking at her, and she audibly swallowed her bite of pizza. "What?" "Nothing," I mumbled with my mouth full. "Is something burned onto my forehead? Is there a spider in my hair or something?" she asked tartly. "No, no, it's nothing, really," I stammered. She looked at me for a few more seconds, then gave me a sly wink; I felt my heart begin to thud loudly in my chest, and I knew I was blushing badly. Kelsey just grinned and grabbed another slice of pizza, taking a large bite, which caused Mom to hold her own slice in mid-bite as she stared at my sister in complete disbelief. "Not you too?" Kelsey complained with her mouth full as she caught Mom's stare. "Why are you both eyeballing me?" "I'm sorry, honey," Mom said quickly, her tone soothing. "I've just never seen you eat a third slice of pizza before." Kelsey blushed lightly as she looked at the half-eaten slice in her hand, then shrugged. "I'm just hungry." "You're not pregnant, are you?" I asked with a cheeky grin. I felt bad as soon as the thought came into my head, but I couldn't help myself. Kelsey dropped her slice of pizza and turned to me with a snarl, her eyes flashing dangerously. I grinned even more as she began to pound my arms and shoulders with her small fists. In an effort to escape her barrage, I slid off my chair, then collapsed onto the floor with laughter as she quickly mounted my chest, placing her legs on either side of me while still hammering me with her fists. I pretended to beg Mom to get this ferocious Amazon off me, but she just sighed and kept eating her pizza, having long ago learned to not get involved in her children's spats. I grabbed my sister's arms and rolled her around, both of us laughing and squealing as we grappled in our fake wrestling match. I was a lot taller and quite a bit stronger than her, but I deliberately let her have the upper hand. Kelsey quickly rolled us back around and crawled back on top of me. I nearly bit my tongue in surprise as I suddenly felt her pussy rub against my cock; before I even had time to consider it, however, the moment passed, and I figured it had just happened because of our messing around. Kelsey finally let up, and I slowly got up as she stood over me with a triumphant look on her brightly smiling face. Her smile—and the twinkles of pure joy in her eyes—let me know that she hadn't taken my joke seriously and that we'd just been fooling around as usual. "Creep!" she said with a hint of indignation as she turned to leave the kitchen. Her shoulder deliberately bumped into my chest as she moved past me, then she reached over the table to grab the remaining half of her slice. "Brat!" I replied, smacking her tightly enveloped ass hard as she leaned forward. She yelped in surprise and turned her head, looking at me with surprise. I felt myself blush again as I wondered why the hell I had done that. Before I could say anything, however, she just grinned prettily, grabbed her slice, and walked off towards the living room. Glad Kelsey hadn't made a scene, I let out a long breath and sat back down as I helped myself to another slice of pizza. As usual, Mom had ordered a second pizza for me alone, and I ate happily while she quietly sipped her coffee. "I don't do that to her anymore," Mom said softly after a few moments. "She seems to enjoy it way too much." "Do what?" I asked, not getting it. "Spank her little butt." I nearly choked on a piece of pizza as I stared at Mom in utter disbelief, not knowing what to say. I remembered Stacey saying almost the exact same thing with regards to my sister liking a spanking way too much, but the last thing I had expected was Mom to make a similar comment to that effect! I kept my gaze on her for awhile, but she simply drank her coffee, not saying anything else. I finished the second pizza with room to spare, courtesy of my seven-thousand calorie diet that I needed to swim at my level, then helped Mom clean the table. I gave her a hug when we were done, thanking her for giving me a ride—and for the food—then went into the living room where Kelsey was watching some HBO. I smiled at her, taking care not to stare too long at her smooth legs or that wonderful bubble butt as it filled out her shorts. She'd had that pair of boy shorts since middle school, and it got tighter and more alluring every year. It had gotten so tight on her ass that it bordered on the indecent, with the edge not even completely covering all of her curves anymore. As I gawked at her unbelievable body, I suddenly realized I couldn't see the outlines of any panties in her shorts, and my breath stuck in my chest. "Whatcha looking at?" Kelsey asked, looking up at me sweetly. "N-nothing," I stammered, quickly sitting down before I popped a massive hard-on. My mind kept trying to remind me that my gorgeous little sister was sitting beside me without underwear, and I kept frantically trying to get it to stop. In an effort to be helpful, it then added imagines of Kelsey fingerfucking herself in the shower, her smoking hot body shivering while she squirted her cum everywhere. My cock was a fucking steel shaft in my pants, so I crossed my legs in an effort to hide it from her. Kelsey gave me a little grin and scooted a bit closer, snuggling up against me. I was afraid I'd been busted, but she just put her head on my chest and continued watching TV, giving no indication that she was aware of my boner or that she was the cause of it. I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her against me, feeling myself get a bit woozy at the smell of her freshly washed hair. For the next few hours I desperately tried to get the image of her playing with herself out of my mind and failed absolutely miserably. When it was time for us to go to bed, we walked upstairs together. Kelsey paused right in front of my bedroom door and gave me a soft kiss, her lips lingering on my cheek for what seemed to be a long time. She gave me a beautiful smile as she went to her own bedroom, then she turned around and winked at me right before she went inside. "Sweet dreams," she said teasingly. I swallowed audibly as I entered my own bedroom, with my knees practically buckling. I quickly stripped down to my boxers, then decided to take them off too, finally giving my cock some relief. It had been hard almost constantly for those past few hours, and it was hurting like crazy. I lay awake for a long time before I finally gave in and jerked off, spraying an absolute torrent of cum into an old t-shirt I kept under my bed just for such occasions. Right before I fell asleep, I berated myself for thinking of Kelsey's squirting little cunt when I came. ------- Chapter 2 The week rolled on, as weeks usually did. I'd sneakily listened at the door to my sister's bathroom every night, hoping to hear her going at it again, but either she was being a lot more quiet, or—much to my disappointment—she just wasn't playing with herself in the shower anymore. I wondered what it had been that had gotten her so excited that day. I'd quickly made the connection between her exuberance during her cheer competition and her unbelievably hot masturbating session in the shower at home. From that, I had made a fairly tenuous leap of logic that her wild fingerfucking session had caused her to be hungry enough to eat a third slice of pizza; a feat normally unheard of for my gorgeous sister, who watched her weight and figure like a hawk. I had based that conclusion on my own experience; if I jerked myself off particularly vigorously, I was always starving afterwards. It didn't seem too far-fetched to imagine the same thing held true for my sister. Since I was still curious to find out why Kelsey had been so happy during her competition, I decided to go see her cheer again so I could investigate further. Fortunately I didn't have to wait long as that Friday night our football team had a home game against a huge rival, and the cheerleaders would of course be present at the game. I smiled at the size of the crowd as I arrived at our school's excuse for a stadium, the stands on both sides of the field filling up rapidly with people. Most of them were from our school, parents and fellow students, though the visiting team had brought a sizable contingent of supporters along as well. As I surveyed the stands, I debated where to sit. At most games that I attended I'd sit near our team bench, along with some of my buddies. Several of my friends were on the football team, but one of them was Jeff, and he'd been ignoring me all week. I was still mad at him for ditching me at the mall, even though I knew that if he hadn't done so I most likely never would have gotten to see my sister cheer, then fingerfuck herself senseless later. The images of her shower masturbating session had been a recurring part of my dreams every night since. A small voice in the back of my mind wondered why Jeff had been avoiding me just as hard as I'd been avoiding him, but I quickly told it to shut up. If Jeff wanted to be an asshole, I wasn't going to waste any time worrying about it. He'd been acting weird to me for almost a month, and I was no closer to figuring out the reason behind that either. Jeff's behavior—as well as the real reason why I was at the game anyways—settled the issue of where to sit, and I quickly moved over to where the cheerleaders were assembled in front of the stands. I smiled at a few female students who were sitting in the front row, and they all quickly scooted in to make some room as soon as they recognized me. I thanked them with a nod, grinning to myself; there were definitely benefits to being one of the school's most recognizable athletes. Even though the swim team wasn't anywhere near as popular as our baseball and football teams were, I was still considered one of the school's athletic heroes—with all the perks that came with it—because of my utter dominance in high school swimming. As I sat down, I shifted my attention to the cheerleaders and looked around for my sister. I quickly found her standing beside Amanda amidst a group of girls. Being fairly late in the fall it'd gotten pretty chilly, and as such the cheerleaders were all wearing their cold weather uniforms: navy-colored Nike sweatpants, white sneakers, and a stylish, burnt-orange sweater over which they had put on a black body warmer. As was their custom at every home game, each cheerleader had two small tiger paw prints drawn on her cheekbones, which I had to admit made them all look very, very cute. Of course, every single one of them also held their ubiquitous pom pons. It took a few minutes for Kelsey to notice me, but as soon as she did she came running over. "Heya!" she said brightly, giving me a big hug while grinning smugly at the girls who were sitting beside me. "Hey sis," I said, being deliberately loud so that the girls beside me could hear. I didn't want them to think Kelsey was my girlfriend or anything, since the blonde who was sitting right beside me was actually pretty damn hot. I was single again, after all. "How come you're not sitting over there with your friends?" my sister asked, pointing over at a spot nearer our team bench. "No particular reason." I shrugged. "Is everything okay?" "Yeah, don't worry. Jeff's been an asshole to me for a few days, so I don't feel like bumping in to him." Kelsey's face scrunched up in a way that I imagined it would if she saw a bug crawling over her plate. "What did that jerk do this time?" I grinned at her. Kelsey hadn't liked Jeff for the longest time, even going so far as to pretend to vomit when he had asked her out on a date one time. A request, I remembered, that he had never bothered to clear with me first; I'd been pissed at him about that for weeks. "It's nothing," I said. "I figured I'd come sit over here and make sure you stay out of trouble." Kelsey giggled charmingly. "Oh, whatever! You're here because you can't resist watching your cute little sister, admit it!" "Damn, you got me!" I laughed, taking care to put a mocking tone in my voice; I didn't want her to realize that she was actually right. "Are you girls doing a lot of those fancy stunts tonight?" "Nah, we don't do that kind of stuff out on the field. It's way too dangerous. Besides, sweatpants may be comfortable and warm to wear, but they were definitely not made to tumble in." "I'll take your word for it," I said, shrugging. "Good. You should do that more often!" I grinned at her impudent smirk, then quickly pinched her side, causing her to squeal with laughter while she desperately tried to return the favor. As I was fending off her little hands, I noticed Stacey running over towards us. "Hey Kelsey's brother," the gorgeous blonde said teasingly as she watched Kel and I mock fight. "Hey Kelsey's captain," I grinned, happily playing along. Stacey gave me a beautiful smile and a small wink, then turned her attention to Kelsey. "Kel, we're gonna line up in two." "Alright," my sister said, smiling at her friend. She bent over and gave me a big smooch and a hug, then the two of them quickly jogged back to their spots near the twenty yard line. My eyes were glued to Stacey's ass the whole way, though I couldn't help but frequently glance at my sister's amazing ass as well. It looked absolutely fantastic in her fashionable sweats, just a perfectly tight curve. A shiver ran through me, and I felt myself get a little warm. "Do you know the two of them?" one of the girls beside me asked, interrupting my daydream. I turned towards her with a smile. "Yeah. The brunette's my sister, Kelsey. The blonde's her friend, Stacey, but I only know her by name." "Your sister is so beautiful," said one of the other girls, a redhead who couldn't have even been a sophomore. "Thanks." I smiled appreciatively at her. "I'll tell her you think so." The girl blushed a pretty red which matched her hair quite nicely, and I turned my attention back to the field. The referee whistled, and with a great kick-off the game got underway, to thunderous cheers from the crowd. Though the game was supposed to be a good one, matching up two very good teams who were fierce rivals to boot, I only had eyes for the cheerleaders. They did a great job at keeping the crowd entertained with several cheers, dances and yells, every now and then shaking their curvy asses in what I assumed was an effort to drive every teenage boy insane with lust. Even though I was mostly looking at my sister, I wasn't immune to the effect of watching sexy asses being shaken in my face either. I surprised myself by actually groaning as Kelsey shook her butt, and she grinned as she saw me stare at her. I thought I heard one of the girls beside me sigh with longing as the cheerleaders did their ass-shaking, but I didn't want be too blatant and look over at them to see if I was right. Besides, I was far too busy with ogling my sister's amazing ass myself. At half-time, the cheerleaders did a few pyramids and simple basket tosses at the center of the field while the school band marched around them, then they led the crowd in the 'Go Tigers' chant. Once the second half was about to start, the girls returned to their spots along the side of the field. Unfortunately, Kelsey wound up quite a ways away from me, much to my chagrin. Right as I began to ponder if I should just be obvious about it and change seats to go sit closer to my sister, Amanda came to stand practically right in front of me. "Hi Damon!" the gorgeous blonde said with a beautiful, dimpled smile. "Hi Amanda!" I replied, giving her a big smile in return. She and I didn't know each other very well, but she was my sister's best friend, and she was over at our house often enough that she was more than just another pretty face. We had talked to each other from time to time, but usually she and Kelsey were pretty busy, so the opportunities for me to actually chat with her were pretty limited. We hung out in different crowds in school, of course, so we didn't exactly mingle either. Still, what little I did know of her was all wonderful. If possible, she was even more of a sweetheart than my sister. Since Kelsey was too far away for me to be able to study her, I shifted my focus to Amanda, trying to discover if there was any sign of that same exuberance in her. It quickly became clear that she, like my sister, was just not in as happy and peppy a mood as she had been last Tuesday. She was still cheerful and happy, to be sure, but it lacked that extra spark that it'd seemed to have at Westmore. So much for my whole brilliant theory that Kelsey got so excited because I was there, I thought sourly. I kept throwing up possible scenarios in my mind in an effort to figure it out, but every single one fizzled without much traction. It wasn't until a few minutes later that I noticed Amanda was blushing cutely; I suddenly realized that I had been staring at her the whole time. "Sorry!" I mouthed, holding up my hand in apology. Amanda just gave me an absolutely gorgeous smile, and she inclined her head slightly as if to acknowledge my apology. "Who is that?" I heard one of the girls beside me whisper to her friends. "Amanda O'Sullivan. She's one of the seniors," one of the other girls whispered back. "God, she's beautiful," the first voice said, quivering with longing. I found it hard to keep a straight face, actually getting quite a bit turned on by the thought that one of the girls beside me might be more interested in other girls than in boys. There was nothing that got me turned on more than watching a couple of hot girls going at it. Amanda was hot, there was absolutely no doubt in anyone's mind about that. In fact, she transcended hotness and went straight into the realm of the absolutely ridiculously stunning. Many a guy could—and probably did—happily entertain himself by staring at her for hours on end. Her beautiful blonde hair; her perfect, gorgeously cute face; and her amazing, athletic body that was curvy in all the right places, cemented her place as one of, if not the most beautiful girl in school. I imagined that being stared at was par for the course for her. The second half of the game was pretty boring, our team blowing out the opposition to such an extent that our coach pulled the starters halfway through the third quarter. As it got late, the temperature started falling rapidly, and with the game having been decided a long time ago, the crowd thinned quite a bit. The girls beside me decided they'd had enough of ogling either the cheerleaders or the football players—my money was on the former—and left too, which left me sitting by myself since all other fans near me had already left as well. Even though they found themselves with fewer people to cheer for, the cheerleaders tried to rally the crowd with some cheers and dances, though eventually the lackluster responses seemed to take the wind out of them. The girls all huddled up around their coach and sponsor, then broke up into little groups. Most of them wandered off, leading me to assume they had been dismissed for the remainder of the game. After talking to her friends for a few minutes, Kelsey came running up to me and plopped down right beside me on the bench. She immediately cuddled up against me, and I could feel her slender body shivering. "Are you cold?" I asked with concern. "Yeah. We weren't really active tonight so it's been kinda hard to stay warm," she admitted. I shrugged my arm out of my sleeve and draped the left side of my coat across her shoulders. "Awww, thank you! You didn't have to do that!" she said appreciatively. "Don't mention it," I said, wrapping my arm around her the small of her back. She felt great sitting against me like that. "The other girls are gonna say you're spoiling me rotten." "Did they just figure that out? You've been spoiled for years!" I laughed. "Who, me?" she grinned smugly, then gave me her patented 'innocent little girl' look. I chuckled as I shook my head. "That look stopped working on me like three years ago, Kel." "Oh really?" she retorted, rustling my coat a little as she snuggled in its warmth. "I'd say it's still working pretty well!" I laughed and squeezed her against me while tickling her side. She squirmed with peels of laughter and returned the favor; both of us squealed as we behaved like little kids. "What happened to those three freshmen sitting next to you?" Kelsey asked after we'd finally stopped acting like goofballs. "I guess they got too cold; they left a little bit ago," I said, shrugging slightly. "Awww, poor brother! Left alone by the cute girls. Did you at least get some phone numbers?" "They were like fifteen years old, if that!" I protested, giving her a disbelieving look. Kelsey grinned at me with a satisfied little smile. "So you prefer your girls a little older, huh?" I nodded. "Yeah, eighteen or over, please." "I'm eighteen!" Kelsey giggled. "You're also my sister," I said wryly. "In case you had forgotten." "I'll never forget that," Kelsey said happily, even as she rested her head against my chest. "I love being your sister." I felt a surge of warmth flush through me, and I bent down to give her a soft kiss on the top of her head. "I love that you're my sister too, Kel," I whispered. I swore I could hear her purring. We sat like that for a little while until my sister waved at a few of her friends who were still standing near the field. Amanda smiled, and I couldn't help but gawk at how unbelievably ravishing she was as she quickly walked over. If cheerleaders at every school are as hot as Kelsey and Amanda, I thought to myself, it's no wonder they're so popular! "Hey hon," my sister greeted her friend as soon as she approached us. "Hi Amanda," I said warmly. "Hey guys," the blonde cheerleader said, another dimpled smile brightening up her face. She was eyeing my coat a little enviously. "It sure got cold, huh?" "Yeah. You want to sit with us?" Kelsey asked. Amanda gave me a questioning look. "Is that okay with you, Damon?" Before I could reply, Kelsey snorted. "Oh please, like he's going to say no to a knockout like you sitting with him! Come on, his coat is nice and warm." Amanda bit her lower lip as she blushed fiercely, but she still looked at me with questioning eyes. "Yeah, of course, Amanda," I said quickly as I felt my sister elbow me in the ribs. "Thank you!" Amanda said gratefully as she took a step towards the spot next to my sister. Kelsey shook her head and nodded towards the bench to my right. Amanda froze for a second, then quickly sat down beside me. Before my sister could even suggest it, I was already getting my arm out of my right sleeve, then tried to drape my coat around the beautiful blonde's shoulders. "Hey!" Kelsey squeaked as the coat was pulled away from her. "Sorry, but that coat's only big enough to cover one of you at a time!" I smirked at her. "Oh great! And of course you pick the gorgeous blonde over your own sister!" "Stop it!" Amanda complained with a smile, her cheeks turning red again. Kelsey gave her friend an innocent look that wouldn't have fooled anybody. "Stop what?" "You're embarrassing me!" Amanda giggled. "Well, what do you want me to do? Lie? It's not my fault you're so ridiculously hot," Kelsey grinned cheekily. "Kelsey!" Amanda whined plaintively. "What do you think, Damon?" Kelsey hammered on, mercilessly. "I eh ... think I, eh..." I said, quite eloquently. "Judging by the way you were ogling her a little while ago, I assume you completely agree!" my sister said, flashing me a teasing grin. Amanda and I glanced at each other simultaneously, staring into each other's eyes. As if on cue, we both began to blush, and Amanda shyly diverted her gaze. I tried to say something to ease her mind but completely choked on the words. I wondered what the hell was happening to me; I was far from the smoothest guy around the ladies, as was evident by the fact that, at age eighteen, I'd had exactly one girlfriend, but I'd never frozen up like that before either. I took a deep breath in an effort to gather my wits about me. "I'm sorry for staring at you like that, Amanda. I wasn't trying to embarrass you or anything, but I guess I just couldn't help it," I said after a few moments of summoning up every ounce of courage I possessed. "It's okay," Amanda said with a sweet smile. "Why couldn't you help stare at her?" Kelsey prodded me, and I flashed her an irritated look. All she did in reply was smile impishly. I turned my gaze back towards Amanda to see her staring at me expectantly, with her bottom lip caught between her teeth. When she saw that I wasn't about to answer Kelsey's question, she whispered, "You don't have to tell if you don't want to, but I'd kind of like to know?" I swallowed the massive lump that had formed in my throat and looked deep into her alluring eyes, which seemed to shimmer between green and blue if you watched them long enough. Amanda blinked several times as her smile grew bigger; her thick eyelashes completely mesmerized me. Kelsey elbowed me in my side again, and I finally blurted out, "Because you're so beautiful." Amanda's smile was like the flash of an atomic bomb, and it warmed every single neuron in my mind. She put her hand on my arm and whispered, "Thank you." As I was trying to come up with something to say, Amanda glanced past me, and I saw her eyes flicker even as a small grin appeared on her face. I quickly turned towards Kelsey to see what the two of them were grinning at, but my sister just gave me a curious look. "What?" she asked, her voice dripping honey. "Eh, nothing, I—" I said when my phone rang in my pocket. I got up, shrugging out of my coat while muttering something about poor timing, though secretly I was relieved to get a break from being embarrassed. As soon as I vacated my spot, Kelsey scooted over, pulling my coat snugly across her shoulders and cuddling up close with her best friend. I smiled at her, and she gave me a satisfied little grin. Bringing the phone up, I glanced at the screen and saw that it was Mom calling. "Hey Mom," I said, putting the phone against my ear as I walked a few steps away from the girls. "Hi honey. I'm sorry, but I won't be able to come get you two until around ten, or maybe even a little later. We have an emergency surgery on a little kitty, and it's taking a lot longer than we thought it would." "No problem, we'll just be here on the field," I said reassuringly. "Give me a call when you get here." "I will. You make sure to watch your sister, okay?" "Don't I always?" I grinned. "Yes you do, and you're sweet. Thank you, honey. I'll see you in awhile." "Alright Mom. Drive safe," I said, then she disconnected the call. I got an idea before closing my phone so I kept talking, pretending to still be on the phone with Mom. I paced here and there, trying to keep my fake conversation going logically while slowly making my way back over towards Amanda and my sister. I shivered slightly as it was getting downright cold. Glancing back at the girls, I saw they were cuddling close together, almost buried up to their noses in the big, warm coat. My big, warm coat, I corrected myself, wishing I was sitting right there between them. I took another two steps towards them while fake discussing my swim training I'd had yesterday. When I was less than a foot away, I strained to hear what the girls were saying. "He likes you," Kelsey said, so quiet that I'd never have been able to hear if I actually had someone on the phone. "How do you know?" Amanda asked, just as quietly, though I could detect the hint of curiosity in her voice. "I don't know, I just do. I've always known when he really likes a girl, all the way back to Rebecca Micnitz in eight grade." "Who's Rebecca Micnitz?" Amanda giggled. "Competition?" Kelsey snorted softly. "No way. She moved away several years ago with her parents. Besides, she was a little geek with braces and big librarian glasses, she'd never compare to you." "Will you stop that already?" Amanda pouted. "You know you're just as beautiful as I am, if not more so!" "Whatever, Miss Teen USA!" Kelsey giggled. "Besides, you're the one that has to impress him, not me." "Yeah, and how do you help? You go and embarrass me right in front of him!" "I didn't embarrass you, you loved it." "I did not!" "You were smiling that cute little smile of yours at him the whole time! You love compliments and you know it." "Oh, I am so going to get you for this!" Amanda whispered fiercely. "Yeah? Promise?" Kelsey grinned sultrily, a devious little smile on her face. Amanda nodded, trying to pull off an angry scowl but bursting into giggles halfway through. "Mmmm, I can't wait," my sister purred, then I heard something that very much sounded like a kiss. "Yeah, okay Mom, we'll see you in a little while," I said, closing my phone and turning around quickly, hoping to see any evidence of kissing. Both girls just looked up at me with big smiles. "Everything okay?" Kelsey asked sweetly. I hid my disappointment at missing the potential kiss and nodded. "Yeah, Mom's just going to be a little later than usual. She's doing emergency surgery on a little kitty." "Awww, poor kitty!" Amanda said, her face turning sad. "Will it be okay?" "I don't know, I didn't ask. Their vet's great though, so I'd guess so," I shrugged, shivering again. "You're cold," my sister said. "Come sit down with us." I quickly sat back down, though beside my sister rather than in between the two of them since I didn't want to be too obvious about it. I glanced over at the field and saw the game was in the final four minutes, with both coaches having put in the scrubs. The refs were letting the game go, no longer calling any needless penalties. With the score being 45-13 in our favor the outcome was no longer in doubt anyways. A chill wind blew over the field, and I shivered badly, feeling goose bumps appear all over my skin. The temperature seemed to be dropping a lot further than the weather guys had predicted, and as I glanced around I noticed that most of the crowd had already fled the sudden onslaught of freezing temperatures, leaving just a few brave stragglers behind. "Damon, take your coat back, you're shivering like crazy," Kelsey said, shrugging herself out of the warm coat and trying to hand it back to me. "No, I'll be fine, you keep it," I said, shaking my head. "Don't be stupid. You're practically freezing!" Kelsey protested. "I'm wearing warmer clothes than either of you two are. You need it more than I do," I insisted. "Damon, it's your coat, you really should take it back if you're cold," Amanda chimed in, looking at me a little worriedly. "I'll be fine, Amanda, really." Kelsey looked at me with a frown on her face, then suddenly her eyes lit up as she apparently had an epiphany. She grabbed Amanda's hand and pulled her friend to her feet, then, before I could say anything, she pushed the beautiful blonde right down in my lap! Amanda and I both looked at her, stunned, but Kelsey just grinned in satisfaction as she draped the coat around my shoulders, making sure that it covered her friend too; then, she sat down beside me and snuggled herself into the coat, crawling up as tightly against me as she could while wrapping both her arms around my torso. "There, now all of us are warm," Kelsey said with a pretty smile. "Er, yeah," I said, trying desperately not to make my voice squeak. "Are you okay with this, Amanda?" She looked at me over her shoulder. "I guess. Are you?" "Oh, don't be silly. He's got the most gorgeous girl in school sitting in his lap; of course he's okay!" Kelsey said teasingly. "Don't start with that again," Amanda chided, raising her finger in warning as she scowled at my sister. Kelsey stuck her tongue out at the beautiful blonde as she snuggled happily against us. I wrapped my right arm around her shoulders while leaving my left one dangling a bit uselessly, constantly trying to keep it underneath my coat somehow. "Damon?" Amanda asked, after I'd bumped her a few times. "Yeah?" I replied. "You can put your arm in my lap if you want. I don't mind," she said softly. "Are you sure?" "Uh-huh." I fought hard to suppress a grin as I wrapped my left arm around her waist and put it in her lap, marveling at how firm and yet slender her legs were. "Is it okay if I scoot back a bit?" Amanda asked sweetly. "Eh, sure," I said quickly, not wanting to say no to this gorgeous girl in my lap. From the corner of my eye, I saw Kelsey grin at me as Amanda wriggled around in my lap a bit, slowly moving her unbelievable ass backwards until she finally had her back against my chest. I had to grit my teeth because she had come to rest with her ass right over my cock, and it took every single ounce of willpower I had to keep it from growing hard. Trying to resist the feel of her ass was pure torture. Amanda's ass was absolutely amazing, firm yet supple; just the kind of ass guys dreamed about every night. I wrapped my coat around her, and the three of us snuggled closely, our shared body warmth easily counteracting the freezing winds. "Comfy?" Kelsey asked her friend, a teasing tone in her voice. "Mmmm, yeah!" Amanda giggled, and I swore she wiggled her ass a little in my lap. I closed my eyes and spent the next thirty minutes thinking of taxes, my great-grandma, baseball, and homework. ------- Mom finally came and picked us up right around ten-thirty, apologizing profusely for making us wait so long. We told her it was fine, since there was nothing she could have done about it anyways, even as we gratefully piled into the warm car. None of us wanted a kitty to die just so we could get home ten or fifteen minutes earlier. "Mrs. Richards, how did the kitty do?" Amanda asked, her voice very small, as she and my sister sat down in the middle row of seats. "Fine, actually," Mom said. "It had started bleeding internally, but we managed to stop it. The vet thinks she'll make a full recovery." "Oh, yay!" Amanda said, sounding both happy and relieved. "Do you like kittens, dear?" Mom asked as she drove out of the school parking lot. "I love all animals, but I really love kitties, yeah," Amanda said brightly. "Meow!" my sister said, after which she immediately started purring excessively, rubbing her cheek against Amanda's shoulder. "You're so funny!" Amanda laughed happily, kissing Kelsey's forehead. "I love you too, though, little kitty." Mom smiled as she watched the two girls in her rear view mirror. "Do you want me to take you home, Amanda?" "Can she stay with me tonight, Mom?" Kelsey interjected before her friend could answer. "Well, of course. Would you like to, Amanda?" "I'd love to. Thank you, Mrs. Richards!" Amanda said gratefully. "You're welcome, dear." I turned halfway in my seat and smiled at the two girls, getting two beautiful smiles in return. I noticed just how incredibly close together they were sitting—about as close as they could be without actually sitting in each other's lap. Thinking of laps made me remember the feel of Amanda's ass in mine, and I groaned as I returned my gaze to the front. "You alright, honey?" Mom asked, obviously having heard my groan. "Yeah, I'm fine," I said, nodding. If getting hard because of the two girls in the back of the car can be considered fine, I added silently. ------- Once we got home, I made some coffee for Mom while Kelsey and Amanda fled upstairs. Kelsey needed to shower, and I guessed Amanda was going to try to find some spare clothes of my sister's to slip into. Mom and I chatted for awhile, but she soon started yawning and made ready to go to bed, so I gave her a kiss and headed upstairs myself. I was planning on doing some exercising and maybe turning in early for the evening as I had a swim meet early the next morning. I could hear the shower running by the time I entered my room, and I wondered if my sister would repeat her performance from Tuesday. After all the teasing it had been submitted to before, by virtue of having two cheerleaders cuddling with me, my cock grew hard as a rod at the mere thought of my younger sister eagerly plunging her fingers into her dripping little pussy. I shook my head rapidly, irritated at myself for having those thoughts. She's your own sister, you sick fuck! I hissed at myself. Besides, Kelsey wouldn't risk doing that with Amanda in her room, would she? Thinking about Amanda got my thoughts running in another direction. It seemed pretty likely that she'd want to shower too, as she hadn't had a chance to at school. That would mean she'd use my sister's shower, which possibly meant that the gorgeous blonde might be butt naked just ten feet away from me. That idea really set my cock off, and I grimaced as it tried to rip straight through my pants. Before I fully knew what I was doing, I had already walked over to the bathroom door and put my hand on the doorknob. I hesitated as a feeling of dread surged through me. There were a million things that could go wrong with this plan: Kelsey could end up hating my guts for being such a creep; Amanda would likely never want to get within a hundred yards of me again; and Mom would probably have Dad beat the crap out of me once she figured out her son was a peeping pervert. Logic, sanity, and good health dictated that I let go of that doorknob and just go to bed, I thought to myself. Of course, my cock had other ideas, and any time he was so raging hard he had the majority vote in the decision making process. With my heart thundering in my chest I ever so slowly turned the knob, easing the bathroom door open a quarter-inch at a time. I was attuned to every little squeak or groan coming from that door, so that I could flee like I'd stolen something at the slightest bit of noise. Fortune smiled on me, however, as it opened completely silently. After creating a crack of a few inches, I peeked through ... to be greeted by the sight of Amanda, completely naked, in my sister's glass-walled shower cubicle. Yes! my mind shouted happily. Then, as my eyes roamed further, they fell upon my sister, similarly naked. I stood there, stunned, as I stared at the scene in front of me. Both girls were in the shower together, completely, utterly nude. It wasn't a case of them wearing bikinis, or of one of them being in the shower while the other was waiting outside for her turn. No, they were taking a shower together, totally naked, and apparently had no inhibitions with regards to that fact whatsoever. My sister was busy washing Amanda's hair, and as I stood there gawking at them, she told her blonde friend to lean back so she could rinse it out. Amanda slowly curved her head backwards and in doing so exposed herself to me fully. I let out an audible gasp as I observed the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, completely naked in front of me. For all how much I thought Amanda was already unbelievably gorgeous with clothes on, that utterly paled in comparison to seeing her naked. She was absolute perfection. Her entire form was one smoothly flowing set of delicate curves. Gloriously long legs; a sexy, curvy set of hips; a flat, toned stomach; and absolutely perfectly perky breasts with nipples that stood firmly at attention. My gaze slid down to see her pussy, and even seen from a distance through the shower glass and the steam it looked magnificent as I got a tantalizing peek of her pale, pink flesh between her lips. As far as I could make out, she had a tiny landing strip of hair right above it, very similar to Kelsey's. Also like my sister, Amanda's carpet most definitely matched her drapes. I felt my mouth water at the mere sight of it. I stood frozen, unable to move as I drank in her impossible perfection. I imagined God creating her and then saying to himself, "Not bad, Bob. Not bad at all!" Then he'd probably taken pictures of her and put them on his bedroom wall! My sister gently rinsed Amanda's hair until she finally told her friend to get back up. Amanda sighed as she stretched her body under the hot water, sending fresh shock waves of awe at her incomparable hotness through me. Kelsey grabbed one of her bottles of body wash, liberally sprinkling the perfumed gel onto a soft sponge. She dabbed it underneath the hot water for a second, then began tenderly rubbing it all over Amanda's body. Amanda moaned softly at the feeling, taking a step backwards and pressing her back against the glass panel, while Kelsey continued with her actions. Kel had a happy smile on her face as she soaped up her lovely friend. Once Amanda was completely covered in suds, Kelsey dropped the sponge and simply started using her hands, causing Amanda to sigh quite audibly as Kelsey's fingers explored her flawless skin, caressing her breasts and tweaking her nipples. Amanda put her arms around my sister's neck and pulled her close, their bodies rubbing together wonderfully. I gasped as I watched their tits slip and slide, the suds apparently providing plenty of lubrication. Kelsey's breasts were a little bigger and fuller than Amanda's, but Amanda definitely had a well-shaped pair of her own. Both their nipples were hard as pine cones as they eagerly ground their bodies against each other. Slowly their mouths came closer together, and their lips locked. I felt precum soak my boxers as I watched Kelsey's tongue flash in Amanda's mouth, both girls moaning into their kiss. Amanda's hands were gently playing with Kelsey's hair, while Kelsey had both her hands on Amanda's ass, squeezing it firmly. "Don't think that this lets you off the hook," Amanda said hotly when they stopped for some air after several minutes of exploring each other's mouths. "Nuh-uh" my sister moaned, locking her lips on Amanda's neck and starting to suck on it. The blonde shivered from the feeling as Kelsey eagerly slurped her smooth flesh, my sister's tongue sensually licking her friend's neck. After a minute or so, Kelsey's mouth finally released with a loud pop; a large, red hickey was visible on Amanda's neck, causing my sister to giggle mischievously. "What?" Amanda asked, touching the spot in question with her fingertips. "You didn't leave a mark, did you?" "Yup, I did," Kelsey said, not sounding very remorseful. "You brat! How am I going to explain that to my mom tomorrow?!" "Tell her my brother did it," Kelsey grinned wickedly. "You'd love it if he gave you one anyways!" "You little... !" Amanda hissed, roughly grabbing hold of Kelsey's arm and turning her around. Kelsey was giggling wildly and gave Amanda a challenging stare, then the gorgeous blonde's hand smacked down hard on my sister's curvy ass. The slap sounded startlingly loud in the confined space of the shower. "Mmmm, yeah!" my sister moaned, her voice trembling with lust. Amanda slapped her hand down again on my sister's ass, causing Kelsey to mewl loudly. "This is what you get for being such a little brat!" Amanda panted. She tried to to sound upset, but the clearly audible excitement in her voice ruined the effect to a large degree. "Oh, Amanda! More!" Kelsey whined. Again and again, Amanda's open hand slapped down onto my sister's magnificent butt, and I could see Kelsey's ass turning a soft shade of pink. My cock was simply leaking precum into my boxers, and I was breathing heavily at the sight of my sister being spanked. The mere fact of her being spanked was already hotter than fuck, but the realization that it was turning her on turned my brain to absolute mush. "This is what you want, isn't it?" Amanda grinned, her hand continuously slapping my sister's bottom. "Yes!" Kelsey moaned, drawing the word out. "I'm such a bad girl, Amanda. Please spank me!" Amanda happily complied with my sister's wishes, swatting her hand down several more times before finally slowing down and gently rubbing her open palm over my sister's bright red ass. "Are you close?" Amanda asked, her voice husky. "Yes," my sister hissed, her voice barely audible over the shower. She was shivering under Amanda's touch, the blonde slowly trailing her fingers across my sister's back. "Do you want to cum?" "Yes!" "Should I let you cum, though? You were being a teasing little brat tonight, embarrassing me in front of your brother like that. Maybe I should just leave you like this, hmm?" Amanda breathed, obviously enjoying their little game. "Oh please, no! Please, Amanda, please let me cum!" Kelsey begged, her face betraying her desperate need to get off. Amanda grinned at my sister, then softly kissed her cheek. Without saying anything else, she slowly bent down, sinking to her knees right in front of Kelsey. My sister was staring at her friend with hunger in her eyes, and as Amanda's face slowly approached her pussy, she took her bottom lip between her teeth and moaned with desire. Time seemed to slow down as I watched Amanda open her mouth and reach out with her tongue, ever so lightly brushing it across my sister's slit. Kelsey shivered with delight, then groaned as Amanda's tongue pushed inside her cunt. "Damn!" I groaned at the sight of my sister having her pussy eaten, completely forgetting where I was. As loud as Kelsey's shower was, it wasn't loud enough to drown that out, and both girls' faces immediately flashed towards the door, their eyes staring single-mindedly through the narrow crack. I stood absolutely frozen behind the door, not daring to move or even breathe. I had not yet turned the lights on in my bedroom, and I prayed that the resulting darkness was enough to conceal me. The Mexican standoff lasted for several long moments, with the girls staring at me while I didn't move a single muscle. Fortunately my swim training involved being able to stand absolutely still while waiting for the start signal, so I relaxed and waited, even as I tried desperately to come up with any kind of excuse to explain my behavior. After what felt like an hour but was probably only thirty seconds or so, Amanda smiled in my direction, then moved her face back to my sister's pussy. She dove straight in, and Kelsey's groan reverberated through my skull as I saw her shiver with excitement at the touch of Amanda's tongue. Kelsey, however, kept staring through the crack in the door, even as she locked her hand in Amanda's long, golden blonde hair and started grinding her pussy against her friend's face. After just a few seconds she began to moan loudly, grasping Amanda's skull tightly and shuddering against her. "Oh fuck!" my sister grunted, finally closing her eyes and diverting her attention away from the door as she came all over Amanda's face. A massive stream of my sister's cum sprayed onto the gorgeous blonde, and I heard a loud groan of delight from Amanda as I took my chance and quickly dodged away from the door. I exhaled loudly, closing my eyes in disbelief at what I'd just seen. As Kelsey's mewls of pleasure trickled through the door, I decided not to stick around. I figured she'd come barging in almost as soon as her apparently wonderful orgasm ended, so I quickly opened my bedroom door and went out into the hallway, walking across the narrow corridor to the room that had once belonged to Melissa and was now little more than a junk storage closet. I went inside and pulled the door almost shut, again peeping through the crack. As I had suspected, it was only a few moments later when the bathroom door to my room opened and Kelsey stepped through, the light from the bathroom outlining her gorgeous body perfectly. She had covered herself with a small towel, and her full breasts made it stand out magnificently. The sight of her barely covered curves, with water still dripping down her body, sent shivers of horniness through me. She was easily hot enough to pose for FHM or Maxim. Or even Playboy. You sick bastard! I berated myself again. She's your sister! Get a goddamn grip! "Damon?" Kelsey asked, her voice neither angry or curious. It was almost as if she knew I'd been peeping on them and had expected to find me there. I agonized between replying and keeping quiet, eventually deciding on the latter. Kelsey repeated her call, a bit more forcefully, but as I remained quiet she finally sighed and went back into the bathroom. "No, he's not here. He probably..." I heard her say, but the rest of her sentence was cut off as the door clicked shut. I rested my head against the door, my heart thundering rapidly inside my chest. I wasn't sure what the girls would have done had they caught me, but I figured that the 'both of them invite the guy for a steaming threesome in the shower' scenario only happened in porn. Knowing my luck, I would have gotten the 'both girls tell the guy's dad, and the dad kicks the guy's ass so hard he won't be able to sit for a fucking month' scenario. Still, I was thrilled at what I'd seen. I grinned as I realized that I had been thinking about two hot girls going at it when I had looked at Amanda earlier; I had never expected that I'd actually get to see that, or that the girl she'd be going at it with would be my own sister! I tried to wrap my mind around the revelation that my sister was a lesbian. Knowing this made the fact that she had never bothered to date a guy make more sense, but other than that, I still couldn't figure out what would have made her turn to girls for her sexual gratification. It was obvious that she was, since both she and Amanda had seemed to know exactly what they were doing, even to my relatively inexperienced eye. I wondered how long they had been fucking each other, groaning as I thought of Amanda's tongue touching Kelsey's pussy. "Jesus Christ, get a hold of yourself!" I snarled angrily at myself. All these thoughts of my sister having sex were driving me insane, and she was my own sister, after all! I was such a disgusting pervert. I waited for a few more minutes, then quietly exited Melissa's old room, sneaking downstairs. Mom had already gone to bed, and Dad was presumably working another late shift at the precinct. I stumbled through the darkness into the kitchen, grabbing myself a big glass of orange juice from the fridge, as well as a few apples, since my stomach was growling loudly at me. We weren't prohibited from eating anything heavy the night before a contest, but I figured just a few apples would be enough to tide me over until morning. I loudly made my way up the stairs, hopefully fooling the girls into thinking I was just coming up. I entered my bedroom and turned the light on. The bathroom door was closed, of course, and there was no way in hell I was going to risk peeping through that door again. At least, not for awhile. I took off my clothes and lay down on my bed; I munched quietly on my apples while washing them down with some orange juice. My cock was still raging, and images of the two divine girls were everywhere in my mind. The two of them making out with each other, Amanda spanking my sister, Kelsey's groans as Amanda's tongue licked her slit ... everything. I sighed in anger as I tried to clear my head; I wanted nothing more than to jerk off like crazy, but our coach always strictly forbade any orgasms seventy-two hours before a race; the old fucking bastard. I tossed and turned for what seemed like forever, with my cock refusing to settle down. It took a long time before I finally fell asleep, and when I did, it seemed like my alarm went off just a few seconds later. ------- Chapter 3 After turning off my alarm with an annoyed grunt, I got up and drowsily trundled over to my bathroom. Taking a cold shower woke me up immediately, and after getting dressed and grabbing my stuff I went downstairs to get some breakfast. I nearly yelped with surprise as I walked into the kitchen to find Amanda standing in front of the open refrigerator, wearing nothing but one of my sister's sleeping shirts which covered very little of her magnificent butt. She was very evidently not wearing any panties. Her golden blonde hair was hanging down her back, almost teasingly swishing across her butt as she bent slightly forward to search the fridge. It's just not fair! I thought to myself. The two of them are determined to get me horny everywhere I go! I sighed and cleared my throat, averting my gaze to the ceiling as I did so. Amanda squeaked as she whirled around. "Oh Damon, you scared me!" "Sorry, I didn't mean to. I figured if I didn't say anything you'd be startled once you suddenly saw me standing here," I said softly. "Yeah, that's probably true ... why are you staring at the ceiling?" "Um, you're not exactly dressed for company." "Oh crap!" she exclaimed. "I must have, eh, I think my underwear, I..." She sighed as she realized the futility of trying to come up with any kind of plausible reason for why she wasn't wearing any panties. "I'm not very good at coming up with lame excuses, am I?" I smiled at her, though like a gentleman I still kept my eyes averted. "I slept in the nude," she continued softly. "I was hungry for a snack, and I didn't figure anyone would be up at this early hour, so I just didn't bother getting all the way dressed. I'm sorry." "No harm done here," I said, my mind imagining her lying naked in my sister's bed, even if just sleeping. I had to fight hard not to groan, since after what I'd seen them do in the shower together, the odds of them just sleeping were fairly small. I felt a shiver run across my spine at the thought of Amanda fucking Kelsey in her bed. "Why are you up so early?" she asked, apparently quite eager to change the subject. "I've got a swim meet at ten." "Oh really? Can we come watch?" she asked, sounding intrigued. I heard her slide a chair out from underneath the table. "Uh, sure, I guess. I'm not sure it'll be all that exciting, it's just a high school meet. Normally I'd just skip it, but it's good preparation for the State-semis next week." "Hey, you came to watch us. Only fair we come watch you, right?" I smiled, still keeping my eyes glued to the ceiling. "I hope Kelsey agrees with you on that." "She will," Amanda said confidently. "If you say so." "Damon?" "Yeah?" "You can stop staring at the ceiling, you know." I lowered my gaze and saw she had taken a seat at the table, her partial nakedness mostly hidden. She gave me a sweet smile, and I felt my stomach churn a little. God, she really was amazingly beautiful. "Didn't you come down for a snack?" I asked, noticing that she didn't have anything on the table. "Well, I was hoping you guys would have some fruit, but it's in those boxes, and I wasn't sure if I could take that." "Yeah, it's fine," I said, walking over to the fridge. "They're my fruit salads, but I'll be happy to share one with you." I reached into the fridge, grabbing two of the fruit salads along with a few cold chicken breasts wrapped in foil. I put one of the boxes of fruit in front of Amanda, returning her grateful smile, then sat down across from her and opened the foil. I eagerly tore into one of the chicken breasts, watching the slender blonde take a few grapes and a piece of melon. As I chewed my chicken, I stuffed pieces of fruit into my mouth at a regular pace. "That sure seems like a lot of food this early in the morning," Amanda remarked. "Not that there's anything wrong with that!" she added hastily. "Goes with being a swimmer," I said, my mouth full of chicken. "Got to eat a lot to keep my energy level up." "How much is a lot?" she asked curiously. "Seven thousand calories. A day." "Are you serious?" she exclaimed. "A day? I don't think I eat that in a week!" I gave her a knowing smile. "That's why I can swim faster than you can." She giggled as she took another piece of melon before closing the box. She looked at the fridge as if trying to judge whether she could walk over there without exposing herself to me. "Don't worry about it, I'll eat that," I said, nodding at the box. She smiled and slid it across the table to where I could reach it. "All that food must be pretty expensive, huh?" "Yeah, I think my parents would have preferred it if I'd taken up cheerleading too, but I'd look terrible in a skirt," I grinned, causing Amanda to laugh delightedly. We chatted awhile about typical, everyday things as I methodically devoured the chicken and the fruit, until Amanda started yawning. "I'm glad I can go back to bed and get some more sleep," she admitted. "Yeah, rub it in, why don't you?" I said wryly. She giggled. "You and Kelsey are so much alike." I nodded. "We do both tend to be a little dry." "Kelsey's not dry," Amanda said with a mischievous wink. Before I could say anything, my phone vibrated from a text message. Glancing at it, I grabbed my bag of stuff and jammed the last few pieces of fruit in my mouth. "Sorry, but I gotta go. My ride's here." I averted my eyes as Amanda got up and walked towards me. She put her hand on my arm, and I felt a warm thrill run through me. "Thank you for the fruit," she said softly. "You're welcome." I smiled. "If you want more later, help yourself. I have to go buy more soon anyways." "I think I'm pretty full, but thank you." I nodded as I saw her walk away out of the corner of my eye. I waited about twenty seconds to give her plenty of time to get safely out of sight, then walked out of the kitchen to the front door. Coming into the hallway, I did a double take as Amanda was still walking up the stairs, the bottom of her shirt riding up on her hips, exposing her butt with every step. Rather than avert my eyes, I allowed myself a long, leisurely stare at her divine ass, and her unbelievable pussy. As she reached the top of the stairs, Amanda turned her head and threw me a teasing grin before disappearing into Kelsey's bedroom. "Fuck," I sighed. My cock was rapidly rising to attention again, and I didn't want to walk out to the car with a huge boner. "Get down!" I hissed at it. It seemed to take great delight in not only ignoring me, but taking several minutes to go soft again. ------- The meet went pretty much as expected; I crushed everybody in my three distances, and I'd even taken part in our relay event, which we also won without much competition. My coach congratulated me afterwards, but told me not to get too cocky, as obviously the level of competition in the State semi-finals, held next weekend, would be much, much higher. I didn't worry about it. Having just had the Olympics in Beijing, it stood to reason that several of the country's top swimmers might not be in Nationals next year—leaving a wide open qualifying field which gave swimmers who were normally on the outside, like myself, a massive dose of motivation. Motivation was something that I could always use more of. Since I'd been a sophomore, I'd been dominating my high school meets to such an extent that I'd gotten bored with them and lost the drive to train hard. Not willing to let someone of my talents, as he put it, ruin his chances like that, our high school swim coach hooked me up with a personal coach, an old veteran who had trained several world champions in his lifetime. The old coach had gladly taken me under his wing and promised I'd one day make it to the top, as long as I stuck to his rather grueling training regimen. Part of that regimen was increasing my daily calories by quite a lot, to the dismay of my mom's grocery bill, as well as upping the intensity and frequency with which I trained. Because I was unable to access the high school's pool at all hours, he also promptly signed me up to join the swim club where he was employed. Though I didn't swim in any of the club's sponsored events, since doing that would immediately ruin my eligibility to compete in the NCAA once I went to college, I was able to compete in the club's internal meets, which were held once a week for fun, and I now had access to a pool whenever I wanted to. Another benefit was that I was able to train with guys who were at a much higher level than I was. While getting my ass kicked in practice by Mitch Stevens time and time again wasn't really the way I would have personally gone about getting motivated, I had to admit that my times had improved a lot ever since I'd joined the swim club. They had improved so much that, in my junior year, Coach had entered me for the State Championships. I'd gotten soundly beaten in the semi-finals, but he said I stood a good chance to make it into the actual finals this year, and I'd been training vigorously for the past few months to prepare. After the contest was over and what little public that had shown up was filing out of the hall, I stood beside the pool, loudly yawning and stretching. Both my personal coach and the high school coach had given me a few pointers, the former in a decidedly less pleasant tone than the latter, then they'd walked off together, the old coach muttering about 'kids nowadays.' "Long night, D?" Brian asked with a grin as he walked up towards me, with Erik and Daryll following close behind. They were all members of my swim club, and they'd been teammates and best friends for fours years at Oregon, all of them having graduated the year before. I trained with them a lot, and though it had taken a little time, we were all good friends now, though I hung out with Brian far more than I did with the other two. They were all dressed casually, since they obviously hadn't competed today. Ever since my car had been in the garage, Brian had been giving me rides whenever I needed one, and Daryll and Erik had surprised me by coming along to watch this meet. "Nah, I just didn't sleep very well," I said, stifling another yawn. "Thanks for coming, guys, that was cool." "We had nothing better to do. Why didn't you sleep very well, were you nervous for this meet?" Erik the Viking asked. We called him the Viking because he was from somewhere in Scandinavia, Poland or something, and definitely looked the part. "No, just..." I very briefly considered telling them about what I had seen in the shower the night before, as a hot scene of two naked girls fucking each other would get me instant cred with them. I was quite a bit younger than they were, and I always felt out of place when they talked about all the college pussy and women in their mid-twenties they were nailing. I weighed it over in my mind a bit more; then, I finally decided against saying anything. It didn't seem right to talk about my sister and Amanda that way. "Just tossed and turned, I dunno." Before anyone could say anything else, several girls walked close by in the stands, smiling and waving at us and yelling encouragements. I frowned slightly, as I didn't recognize them from school. "Who are they?" I asked. "I dunno. Go talk to them and find out," Brian grinned. "Eh ... they seem quite a bit older than me." "I'll go talk to them," Daryll said confidently. "I need to get me some pussy anyways. Be right back." Brian laughed as Daryll walked towards the girls. They were smiling almost hungrily as he got close to them, which was understandable, as he was in fantastic shape. We all were, of course; it was one of the rare few benefits of being a top tier swimmer. "Isn't Daryll seeing some girl right now?" I asked Brian. "Yeah, but he said she's on the rag, so I guess he's out hunting." "Why won't he fuck his girl when she's on the rag?" Erik asked, looking confused. "Who knows. It's just some hang up he's got. Might be a black thing or something, I don't know." Brian shrugged. "What about you, Del? Have you ever fucked a girl on the rag?" Erik grinned. The three of them always bugged me about how inexperienced I was; at least compared to them, anyways. "Very funny, shithead!" I grumbled. "You never fucked a Polish girl because she was always bundled up in like twenty layers of fucking elk hide! That's why you had to move here: so you could actually find a hole that you could stick your dick into besides the one in your backyard fence!" Brian almost choked on his laughter, and Erik grinned widely. "I'm from Sweden, you dumb American fuck, not Poland! Don't they teach you geography at that shitty high school of yours?" "They sure as hell don't teach him how to get laid more often!" Brian interjected with a snicker. I blushed but couldn't help grinning. It had taken awhile for them to start treating me as an equal, and I gladly took the ragging that came with it over the somewhat patronizing attitudes they'd given me at first. Daryll came back a few minutes later, a look of deep satisfaction on his face as he was nodding fervently. "You fuckers gonna owe me!" he said proudly. "Owe you? You still haven't paid back that twenty I loaned you two weeks ago!" Erik grumped. "Shut the fuck up and listen, Drakkar-sailing motherfucker!" Daryll said, causing all of us to howl with laughter. "You fools see those fine pieces of college poon up there in the stands?" He pointed at the group of girls he had been talking to, and they responded by waving excitedly at us. From a distance they seemed pretty damn hot. "What about 'em?" Brian asked, still laughing. "Well, those girls have invited us to a party tonight," Daryll said with a knowing look. "Free beer?" Erik asked immediately. He was very fond of beer, especially the free kind. "Man, fuck the free beer! That party is being held in their sorority house, and I was told that there would be certain benefits, if you know what I'm saying!" "Fuck yeah!" Brian exclaimed. He turned towards the girls, nodding at them and throwing them two thumbs up. The girls started cheering as they got their confirmation. "Daryll, my friend," Erik said expansively. "You are a truly, truly fine human being. Forget the twenty dollars you owe me." "Yeah, I already did," Daryll said, still nodding. "Do I always get the pussy or what? I fucking told you so!" The three of them grinned excitedly, but I felt a bit uncertain. I had never been invited to a college party before, and certainly not to one just for the purpose of fucking. "What's the hell's your problem?" Daryll asked, a slightly confused look on his face as he saw my hesitation. "I dunno if I should go, man," I said, causing the other two guys to look at me as if I was from another planet. "What? Why the fuck not?" "Well, it's just that ... I dunno. They're quite a bit older than I am, and I'm not exactly experienced." "Shit! Look D, the only thing those bitches care about is your body and how big your cock is! There ain't nothing wrong with these bodies, and I fucking know there ain't nothing wrong with your cock!" I grinned and shook my head. Daryll was always so outrageous you couldn't really say anything; all you could do was just grin and go along. "Daryll, I've asked you before to stop looking at my cock in the fucking shower," Brian complained. "I wasn't talking about your cock, I was talking about his cock!" Daryll said loudly. "If you fuckers keep talking about cocks, these chicks will think we're fucking gay! Then, there won't be any benefits tonight!" Erik hissed. Brian nodded and put his arm around my shoulder. "Look junior. These are the kinds of girls that know what it takes to get a man to paradise. Stop worrying! Let one of those girls teach you the ropes and enjoy the fucking ride." "Or are you secretly gay, and would you rather jerk off thinking about our cocks tonight?" Erik asked. "Fuck you right in your fjord, asshole!" I grinned, flipping him off. "Fjords are in Norway! Jesus, you really make your school look like a prime example of the quality of American education, don't you?" We all laughed as we started walking off. "See you ladies tonight!" Daryll yelled at the girls, and they happily hollered back at him. We had almost gotten to the end of the pool when suddenly I heard someone yelling from the stands. "Damon! Damon, over here!" I looked up and smiled in surprise as both my sister and Amanda stood in the first row of the stands, waving excitedly at us. "Damn, that is some fine young pussy!" Daryll exclaimed. "No shit, look at those tits on that brunette," Erik chimed in. "Fuck, she's unbelievably hot!" "Hey!" I objected. "That's my sister you're talking about!" "Oh right!" Erik said with a disbelieving snort. "Does she know she's your sister?" "Fuck, I'd love to spin both those little sluts on my dick all night and make 'em squeal!" Daryll grinned. I clenched my fists. "Shut the fuck up! That's my sister, asshole!" "Heh, I'd like to fuck your 'sister' up her asshole," Erik jeered. I snarled as I charged him, and the next thing coming out of his mouth was a startled gasp followed by a lot of bubbles as my shove sent him flying backwards into the pool. "What the fuck, D?" Brian exclaimed. "I told him to shut his fucking mouth about my sister!" I said angrily. "Wait ... is that really your sister?" Daryll asked. "That's what I fucking said, isn't it?!" "Aw shit ... I'm sorry, D. I wouldn't want you guys talking like that about my sister either." "Your sister is almost forty, has five kids and weighs like three-hundred pounds, Daryll," Brian said stoically. "I don't think you have to worry about us talking about her like that." "Fuck you, man! You know what I mean!" Erik climbed out of the pool, soaked to the bone. The squelching sound his shoes made somehow struck me as quite funny, but Erik wasn't laughing. His face was radiating anger as he came towards me with his fists clenched. Before he could reach me, however, Brian stepped in front of him, barring his way. "Let it go, Erik. That really is his sister, and you were being a giant asshole." Erik locked eyes with Brian, and the two glared at each other for a few moment, even as I was holding my breath. I didn't really have any illusions about my chances in a fight against Erik, seeing as how he towered a good five inches over me and probably outweighed me by forty pounds of pure muscle. Even so, I'd try to rip his fucking throat out with my teeth before I'd let him say anything like that about my sister again. Finally, Erik lowered his gaze and walked off towards the locker room. "Sorry," he said as slipped past me. I opened my mouth to say something, but Brian put his hand on my shoulder. "I'll deal with him. Don't worry about it." I sighed deeply and relaxed. "Alright, thanks. I'm gonna go talk to my sister, I'll see you in a bit, okay?" "Okay. I'll meet you outside." Brian nodded as he and Daryll followed Erik. "Hey!" I smiled as I walked over to the girls. Both of them were wearing tight fitting jeans and t-shirts, though Kelsey's shirt left her belly button bare. I climbed up over the railing that separated the stands from the pool area, and I gave my sister a big hug, followed by a sloppy smooch on her cheek that made her giggle and squirm. "Why did you shove that big guy into the pool? Were you two arguing about something?" Kelsey asked. "Don't worry about it, it's not important." "You seemed kind of angry?" "He said something he shouldn't have, so he had it coming." "What did he say?" she asked curiously. "It's not important," I repeated blankly. "Okay ... I'm so proud of the way you did in the contest though!" she chirped happily, giving me a huge smooch on my cheek in return. "It was just a high school meet, sis. It doesn't really mean anything." I shrugged. "Hey Amanda." "Hi," she said softly, biting her lower lip. Her eyes seemed to be staring right through my chest. I gulped as I realized she was checking me out; quite appreciatively too, judging by her gaze. I typically only wore the bottom half of my Speedo, so my chest was naked, and like Daryll had said, there was nothing wrong with my body. I puffed up a little, tightening my abs, and the gorgeous blonde drew in a sharp breath. I thought I could hear her moan softly. My sister was grinning as she sat down on the railing, turning her gaze towards Amanda. "Looks pretty good, doesn't it?" she asked. Amanda just nodded, still staring at me. "You two make me feel like a slab of beef!" I said in mock indignation. "Mmmm, and such fine beef it is," Kelsey said, gently running her hand over my chest. "Stop that," I admonished her, grabbing her hand and putting it back where it belonged. "What, I can't show off my fine-looking brother to my best friend?" she complained. "Look with your eyes, Kelsey, not with your hands," I reminded her. "Gotcha! You mean kinda like you did this morning?" she teased. "Wh-what?" I spluttered. "Oh, don't act so innocent! You were staring at Amanda's naked ass, so it's only fair she gets to stare at you in return." I looked over at Amanda, who had a guilty little smile on her gorgeous face. "You told her that?" "Yes," she said softly. "She asked what had kept me, and she badgered me until I admitted it." "Oh." I felt a little stupid. Having seen what they were doing together in the shower, it seemed fairly logical that Amanda would tell Kelsey something like that. "Well, I guess Amanda is allowed to stare at me then, payback and all. That doesn't explain why you're allowed to, brat." Kelsey's grin grew positively naughty. "What are you saying? You'll let me look at your body if I let you watch my naked ass in return? I can show it to you right now if you want?" "Eh ... that's not ... I..." I stuttered as Amanda tried to hide her laughter behind her hand. My sister's eyes were sparkling with mirth as she watched me try to talk my way out of it. "Fuck, you win!" I finally conceded, shaking my head with a wry smile. "Yay, I love winning!" Kelsey said brightly. She made quite a show of ogling me. "You do have a really nice body, big brother." I sighed. "Do you two want to embarrass me some more, or can I go shower now?" "Spoilsport!" Kelsey sighed. "Fine, go ahead and leave us then." "How did you get here, anyways?" "Mom drove us here on her way to work." "So how are you getting back?" "Well ... we were kind of hoping to catch a ride with whomever was giving you a ride?" Kelsey asked sweetly. "It would have helped if you had told me that earlier, Kel, so I could have asked Brian about it beforehand," I admonished her. "Hey, I didn't plan on coming at all, but little Miss Sunshine here begged me for two hours straight until I finally said yes just to get her to shut up about it!" Kelsey grinned, pointing at a blushing Amanda. I smiled at Amanda and was about to say something when the college girls who had invited me and the guys to their party walked by a few rows above us. "See you tonight, Damon!" they shouted, waving at me. "Eh, yeah ... bye," I said half-heartedly, watching them leave through the exit above the stands. "Who were they?" Kelsey asked, a hint of steel in her voice. "I don't know. Some girls," I muttered. "Yes, I could see they were girls, Damon! How did they know your name if you don't know them?" I shook my head with a small grin and patiently waited for Kelsey to catch up. "Why the hell are you grinning at me?" Kelsey grumped. I kept staring at her, not saying or doing anything. She still wasn't making the connection. "Damon!" she exclaimed, sounding irritated. "Kel, I think they knew his name because it was announced like two dozen times this morning," Amanda explained patiently. "Oh," my sister said as her cheeks colored rapidly. I gave her a big kiss on her forehead. "Don't worry, sis. I still love you." "Good, I'm so relieved!" Kelsey said tartly. "I'm going to go shower now, okay?" I said as I walked off. ------- About twenty minutes later we were all piled up in Brian's Jeep as he was speeding along the interstate, taking us back to our place. He had been more than happy to give two smoking hot high school girls a lift. He'd taken the soft top down, and we were all enjoying the beautiful weather. "Thanks for giving us a ride, Brian," Kelsey said sweetly from the back seat. "Yes, thank you!" Amanda repeated. "No problem," Brian said cheerfully as he turned to me. "D, you never told me your sister was so gorgeous." "Yeah, and you know exactly why I never told you that, too!" I said testily. "Why didn't you tell him?" Kelsey asked, leaning forward between the two front seats as much as she could with her safety belt on. "Because it's none of his business, that's why," I said curtly. "Come on, D, don't go lying to your sister now! The reason you didn't tell me, or any of the other guys, is because you were worried that we'd take an interest in her," Brian grinned. "I don't see what the problem is with that?" Kelsey asked, her voice oozing honey. "Well my dear, it's because the other guys and I are, shall we say, very appreciative of the female form, and all the delicious joys it brings to a man. Young little Damon here gets slightly aggravated when people say things like that about his sister!" Brian said gleefully in a horrible British accent, hamming it up for all he was worth while watching her in his rear view mirror. "Wait a minute," Kelsey said after a few moments. "So when he pushed that blond guy..." "Erik." "When he pushed Erik in the pool, was that because Erik had said something about me?" "Yep!" Brian grinned broadly. "What did he say?" "Don't you dare fucking tell her," I warned him. Brian gave me a shit-eating grin, obviously enjoying himself immensely; then, he made eye contact with Kelsey in his rear view mirror. "I don't want to be crude, so I won't use his exact words, but Erik said something to the effect that he thought you had really magnificent breasts, and that he would quite like to have carnal knowledge of you," he drawled in the same bad accent. Kelsey squealed and giggled loudly while I ground my teeth together. "If you weren't driving, Brian, I swear to God I'd fucking choke you right now!" I whispered quietly, hoping the girls wouldn't hear me in the back over Kelsey's giggles. "Quit whining. I'm just telling your sister that some hunky guys think she's hot. Girls her age love compliments like that. I'm not being serious," Brian whispered back. "I think I'd like to meet Erik sometime soon," my sister announced cheerfully. I whipped my head around, angrily glaring at her. I knew she was goading me, but I couldn't help myself. "Over my dead body you will!" "Mmmm, so protective!" she laughed as she ruffled my hair. Gales of laughter from Kelsey and Brian filled the car as I sat pouting in my seat. "Stop it!" I heard Amanda whisper insistently. "Oh come on, I'm just—" Kelsey replied, the rest of her sentence getting drowned out in reverberating noise as we entered a tunnel. I turned my head slightly, and from the corner of my eye I saw Amanda and Kelsey whispering quite animatedly before Amanda finally turned her head away, her face clouded with anger. A few seconds later, Kelsey put her hand on my right shoulder and whispered in my ear, "I'm sorry." I shrugged and didn't say anything for the rest of the ride home. Neither did anyone else. ------- "Hey, D, are we okay?" Brian asked as I walked in front of his car on our driveway. Both girls had already gone ahead into the house after they'd quietly thanked Brian for the ride home. I sighed and walked over to him, then shook his hand. "Yeah, I'm sorry. It's not your fault. She just pushes my fucking buttons sometimes, you know?" Brian nodded sagely. "Girls will do that to you." "I thought that only happened with girlfriends?" "Fuck no! Sisters will do it to you twice as bad, especially when they're her age," he said, nodding towards the door where Kelsey and Amanda had disappeared. "How do you know?" "Got three sisters myself; two of them younger than me. Denise is about your sister's age, and Erin is two years younger than her. Believe me, I'm going through all the same shit you are, only I get it twice." I laughed. "I'm guessing the reason you've never told us about your sisters is—" "The exact same reason you didn't tell us about yours," Brian finished my sentence. "We're all fucking bastards, and we don't want to see our sisters with any one of the other guys, because we know exactly what we'd do to them!" "Does Erik have a sister?" "Not that I know of, but if he did, he probably wouldn't tell us." "We should try to find out." "Why? So you and I can double-team her?" I laughed loudly. "Erik probably wouldn't like that very much." "Shit, he's so fucking dirty he'd probably join in, the sick Polish bastard!" I shook my head, still laughing. "Thanks for the ride." "No problem. See you tonight?" "I don't know yet, to be honest. I'm not sure if I'm entirely comfortable with the idea." "Alright. If you change your mind and need a ride though, give me a call, okay?" "I will. Thanks." "No problem." He smiled as he shifted the Jeep into reverse. "Hey, Brian?" "Yeah?" "If you weren't so fucking old, I might be okay with you dating my sister." He snickered at the comment about his age. "Is that so?" "Yeah." "What if I told you that I think your sister has the hottest, most amazing ass I've ever seen? The way she looks in those jeans is just unbefuckinglievable; I've never seen a pair of jeans filled out that way! In fact, I think I'm going to go home now and rub one out thinking about fucking that curvy ass of hers." "Oh, you fucking asshole! Get the fuck out of here!" I grinned. "Keep her away from us, man, I'm telling you," Brian chuckled as he backed out of the driveway and drove off while honking. I waved at him, then entered through the kitchen door. A few seconds later Kelsey quickly came to me, with tears in her eyes. "Damon, I am so sorry," she sniffled as she dejectedly stood before me. Somehow, she looked a lot smaller than her already diminutive five foot three. "Whatever," I said dismissively, trying to walk past her. She quickly stepped in front of me, shaking her head. "Please don't be angry with me. I'm sorry! Tell me what I can do to make it right, please!" she implored. "Look, I'll be fine, alright? Just give me—" "No, I don't want you to be just fine. I don't want us to be just fine. I want us to be more than just fine! I am sorry I acted like such a horribly spoiled little bitch," she said before bursting into tears. My heart wrenched as I saw her sobbing into her hands. I took her in my arms, and she clung to me fiercely, crying against my chest. I was having a hard time keeping my own eyes dry as I listened to my little sister weep. "You're always so good to me, and sometimes I just treat you like shit," Kelsey wailed loudly, her voice breaking. "I'm so sorry!" "Hey, sshhh," I whispered, kissing the top of her head. "Come on, it'll be fine." "You were so sweet to defend me against your sexist friends, and all I did was make fun of you for it and hurt you!" she stammered through her tears. "Kel, please stop crying," I pleaded softly, but she just started sobbing harder. I sighed as I tried to figure out what to say to her that would make her stop. After a little while, I noticed Amanda standing in the opening to the hallway, her own face wet with tears. She was mouthing something at me. I shook my head with a puzzled look, indicating that I didn't understand her, and she mouthed her instructions again, exaggerating the words for my benefit. As soon as I figured out what she was saying, a light came on in my mind. I cupped Kelsey's chin and lifted her face from my chest; she looked really miserable, tears streaming down her face. I gave her a soft kiss on her forehead. "Kel, it's okay, I forgive you. Come on, sis, stop crying. I love you." Kelsey's lips blubbered a few more times, then a tiny smile broke through on her face. "Do you really forgive me?" she asked, sounding very vulnerable. "Yes, of course I do. You're my little sister. I love you." "Oh, thank you!" she cried, hugging me tightly. "I love you too. I love you so much." I cleared my throat in an effort to get the lump out as I stood there holding my sister close while gently caressing her hair. I wasn't really used to these grandiose displays of emotions. "What can I do to make it up to you?" Kelsey asked after a few moments of sniffling softly. "You don't have to do anything," I said with a smile. "No, I really want to. Please let me do something for you. Anything." "Anything?" I smiled. "Absolutely anything, Damon," she said earnestly, staring deeply into my eyes. "Well, you could..." I hesitated as—for the briefest of seconds—an image of her playing with herself passed through my mind. I closed my eyes and sighed inwardly. What kind of creep was I that I'd actually think about my sister masturbating at a time like this? What was I going to do, ask her to finger herself right here on the kitchen counter so I could watch? What the fuck was wrong with me? "What? Please tell me," she insisted. I opened my eyes and gave her a cheeky grin. "I'm a little hungry." For a second it seemed she was disappointed, then she smiled beautifully. "How about I make you lunch then?" "That sounds good," I said, my stomach growling as if on cue. " I think I'm starving, actually." "I'll fix you a really big meal!" she said happily. Then she stood up on her tippy toes, pulled my head down and gave me a kiss, right on the lips. "Thank you." "You're welcome, sweetheart," I said, my stomach growling again. All this talk of food had really gotten it going. "I think that's your cue." "I'll get to work!" she giggled as she dashed into the kitchen. As soon as she glanced at herself in the little mirror we had on the wall next to the fridge, however, she squeaked. "Oh my God, I look horrible! I will be right back!" She stormed out of the kitchen and ran upstairs. I chuckled as I sat down on one of the kitchen chairs, listening to my stomach growling again. "Sorry buddy, looks like we have to wait a little," I told it. The growls seemed to grow more ominous. Amanda walked into the kitchen and sat down on the chair beside me. She had a gentle smile on her face, though I could still see the traces of her own tears on her face. "Are you okay, Amanda?" I asked with concern. "Yes, I am now. I just hate seeing her in pain and crying like that," Amanda said. "Yeah, me too. What brought that on all of a sudden?" "I told her she was being a spoiled bitch." My eyes grew larger as I stared at her. "You did what?" "The way she was treating you in Brian's car was awful. I told her what a bitch she was, how spoiled she was acting, and how it made me feel about her. She started crying almost immediately." "Wait ... if you hate seeing her in pain, why did you say something that you knew would hurt her?" "Because I hate seeing her treat you like that even more," Amanda said softly. "Why's that?" "Because she takes you for granted, and she shouldn't." "I don't get it." Amanda swallowed, then looked me straight in the eye. "You treat her so well, and you are so wonderful to her. A few friends of mine at school absolutely hate their brothers, and I know of several more girls who don't really care about their brothers one way or the other. Quite a few girls grudgingly put up with them because they're family, not because they particularly like them. Kelsey is so lucky to have you, but sometimes she acts like it's the most normal thing in the world, and it's just what she deserves. Does that explain it at all?" "Not really," I admitted. "Why do you think she's so lucky to have me as a brother?" "Because you're always so nice to her." I sat in silence for a few seconds. "I'm really not that nice to her," I said softly. "Yes, you are," Amanda said, giving me a knowing smile. "I'm always teasing her, and I call her a brat all the time." Amanda giggled. "She is a brat, you and I both know that! As for the teasing part, people who love each other always tease each other. It doesn't matter if they're husband and wife, or boyfriend and girlfriend, or brother and sister." "Yeah, but—" "Look," she interrupted me, putting her hand on my arm, "Every time you cuddle with your sister, or hug her, or make her laugh, or console her when she's sad, or give her a compliment, basically every time you do something nice for her, she tells me about it. Every single time." I nodded slightly, not really sure where she was going. "Okay?" "Take a guess how often that means she talks about you?" I shrugged. "Once a month?" Amanda snorted. "Seriously, Damon." "Once a week?" "Try multiple times a day." "Oh," I said, blushing. "Don't be embarrassed," she said encouragingly. "That's wonderful! That's what I'm trying to explain: you are so amazingly wonderful to her, and sometimes she acts like you are lucky that you're allowed to be nice to her. That's a horrible attitude, and I hate it." "So you told her to stop?" "Yes, I did. It's one thing to tease you or provoke you a little. It's another thing altogether for her to take your kindness and your protectiveness, then rub it back in your face and make fun of you for it. I told her to imagine what her life would look like if she made you so mad you'd stop being there for her. That really freaked her out." I shook my head. "That would never happen, though. I'll always be there for her." "Yes, I know, and so does she. That's why she takes you for granted, and that's just horrible. I wish I had somebody in my life who'd shove some creep who made rude comments about me into a pool." "I would," I said quietly. "Aww. See, that's why you are so sweet," Amanda said earnestly. I blushed as I looked at her. The dimples on her gorgeous, smiling face were sending butterflies into my stomach. "Thanks for sticking up for me with Kel and making her apologize. And for telling me what to say to her to get her to stop crying." She smiled. "You don't have to thank me. She owed you an apology. Just remember that the word 'love' works wonders for a girl." "I'll keep that in mind!" I grinned cheekily. "It is not to be used just to get into a girl's pants!" she admonished me sternly. "But then I doubt you'd do that anyways." I took a deep breath, and I blew some air over my face. All this talk was making me decidedly uncomfortable, and I could feel myself blush quite badly. Amanda laughed lightly. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to grill you about feelings and emotions like that. I know how much guys hate to talk about those." "Yeah, no kidding." I nodded. "Let's talk about some football, grrrrr!" Amanda mimicked a male voice while she flexed her small biceps, which caused me to laugh out loud. "Yeah! Football! And food!" I snickered, playing along happily. "And girls!" "I do like talking about girls," I admitted. "You don't do so bad talking to them either," Amanda noted. "Don't tell my buddies, okay?" "Your secret is safe with me!" she giggled as she squeezed my arm. I jumped a little as I hadn't realized she had still been holding it. Hesitantly I put my hand on top of hers. "Thank you, Amanda," I said sincerely. "You're welcome. Thank you for being such a good brother to Kelsey." "Can I ask why that means so much to you?" I asked quietly. "Because I love her," Amanda said simply, shrugging her shoulders. I wondered what kind of love she meant but couldn't summon the courage to ask her. "What's taking her so long?" I asked as I glanced back at the hallway after a few seconds of us staring at each other. "It takes awhile to fix a crying fit like that." "You cried, and you still look fantastic," I pointed out. "Aww, you need to stop being so sweet to me! I'm going to steal you from Kelsey and adopt you as my own brother!" "Yeah? What kind of benefits would I be looking at?" She was about to say something, then guiltily dropped her eyes. After a second, I realized she was thinking about earlier that morning. "That would be an excellent benefit," I teased. Amanda blushed fiercely, but she had a pretty smile on her face. "You were so nice, avoiding your eyes like that. Every other guy I know would have just openly stared a hole in my butt if he saw me like that. So I kind of felt you deserved a peek." I opened my mouth several times to say something, but the words stuck to my lips every time. Amanda's smile grew wider at every hesitation, and the image of her beautiful face began slowly seeping into every part of my brain. "You're just gorgeous," I finally said. "Thank you," she said warmly with an absolutely dazzling smile. I smiled at her and squeezed her hand. We were gazing into each other's eyes, and somewhere in the distance I heard her chair scrape along the floor as she moved it closer to me. We leaned in and slowly our lips brushed together, touching for just a few seconds; she still tasted faintly of the fruit she had eaten earlier. Amanda leaned her head back so she could look at me, perhaps to see if this was what I wanted. We smiled at each other before we leaned in again, our lips touching more firmly. Her kiss sent shivers down my entire body. She was starting to curl her fingers in my hair when we heard Kelsey's footsteps coming down the stairs. We broke the kiss, smiling happily at each other as Amanda slid her chair back to its original spot. Kelsey burst into the kitchen; she looked quite fabulous again, all traces of her earlier crying gone except for a little red around her pupils. "Hey, you two! What were you laughing and giggling about?" she asked curiously. "Oh, just stuff," I said casually. "Right," Kelsey said disbelievingly, then she looked at Amanda closely. "Come on, tell me." "We were actually having a talk about feelings," Amanda said. "It was really nice." "What? You're kidding?" my sister exclaimed. "Nope." Amanda shook her head, an amused look on her face. "I've been trying to get him to talk about his feelings for the past six years!" Kelsey whined. "Then when he finally does, he does it with you? That's not fair!" "Sorry," Amanda and I both said at the same time. We slyly looked at each other and started laughing. "You two hardly even know each other!" my sister complained. "I feel like we know each other a little bit better now," Amanda said. I just looked at her and nodded. Kelsey pouted, but I could see her eyes sparkle in that particular way that meant she wasn't being serious. "Well, you better tell me all about it later!" she said to Amanda. Then she turned her attention to me and smiled magnificently. "What do you want to eat?" The food turned out excellent, despite my fears that it was going to be a bit of a disaster. Kelsey wasn't much of a cook and was generally not allowed in Mom's kitchen when food was being prepared, but it turned out Amanda was pretty skilled, and she gladly helped out. When I asked Amanda about her culinary skills, she said she helped her mom out in the kitchen and the rest of the household a lot; it was too much work for her mom to do by herself in addition to working two jobs and raising a teenage girl. I remembered Kelsey telling me that Amanda's dad had died several years before they became friends, and her mom had not remarried or even begun dating again. Kelsey started singing the Corrs' "What Can I Do" as the two of them worked in the kitchen, which caused Amanda to give her several mysterious glances. I briefly wondered what that was all about, then just enjoyed listening to my sister sing until they served the food. They had made me scrambled eggs and toast, plus a whole heaping of fried potatoes, while they ate the leftover fruit that was in the fridge along with a few slices of cheese. I happily dug in like a ravenous beast. "It makes me sick how much you can eat without gaining any weight!" Kelsey complained sourly after a few minutes as she saw me rapidly shovel a few slices of toast piled with scrambled eggs and tomatoes into my mouth. "I eat one egg, and I gain a pound!" "I think I gain a pound just by looking at an egg!" Amanda chimed in, causing my sister to giggle. "If you both started swimming, you wouldn't have to worry about your weight anymore," I offered helpfully. "Ewww, no thank you. I've seen some of those US swim girls; there's a few pretty ones, but most of them are built like weightlifters," Kelsey said, sniffing her nose. "I'd rather stay cute and sexy." "Suit yourself," I grinned as I devoured some more food. "These potatoes are great. They're absolutely loaded with calories!" I had to suppress a chuckle as I saw a shudder of disgust ripple through my sister's slender body. "Do you not have to worry about what particular types of food you eat?" Amanda asked after a few moments. "Probably." I shrugged. "I mean, eating healthy food is going to be better than eating junk food, obviously, but I need so many calories that if I only ate the healthy stuff, I'd be doing nothing all day long except eating to make my calorie count. So I cheat a bit." "It's amazing you can eat that much and be in such great shape," she said admiringly. "Thanks," I said, smiling broadly at her compliment. Kelsey threw us both a quick glance, a curious look on her gorgeous face. "What?" I asked her. "You two seem very chummy all of a sudden," she said suspiciously. "What happened?" "I guess a good conversation can do that to people," Amanda said, smiling brightly as she pointedly ignored my sister's question. "That does it! You are going to tell me everything that happened while I was gone, right now!" Kelsey grabbed her friend's arm and dragged the giggling blonde out of the kitchen. I grinned as I watched them leave, then finished my plate before going upstairs for a nice, well-deserved nap. It had been quite a busy morning, and I quickly fell asleep, the sound of loudly giggling girls floating through my bedroom. ------- I woke up around five with a yawn and a spine-snapping stretch. I wondered if Kelsey and Amanda were still in my sister's room, but soon I heard the sound of the TV coming from downstairs, so I quietly walked down the stairs and peeked around the corner of the living room. Kelsey was lying sideways on the couch with her head in Amanda's lap, and the blonde was gently curling her fingers through my sister's hair as they both watched TV. I shivered with pleasure as I remembered Amanda curling her fingers through my hair a few hours earlier, and I hoped I'd get a chance to kiss her again sometime soon. Once it became obvious I wasn't going to be disturbing anything, I pretended to come down the stairs again and walked into the living room. Kelsey hadn't moved from her spot in response to my noise. "Hey girls. Comfy?" I asked. "Mmmm, very!" Kelsey almost purred. Amanda gave me a pert grin and gently rubbed her fingers across the nape of my sister's neck, causing Kelsey to shiver and let out a little moan. I plopped down on the couch, not too close to them, and glanced at the TV. They were watching a Flight of the Conchords marathon, so I settled in to enjoy the show with them. "I'm the Boom King!" I sang along at one point as we watched Bret sing that particular song. "I didn't know that having had one girlfriend entitled you to call yourself the Boom King?" Kelsey teased. Amanda sucked in her breath. "Kelsey!" she whispered insistently. "What... ? Oh crap!" Kelsey said, throwing me an embarrassed look. "I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking. I know you don't want to be reminded of her!" The way she said it made it sound like she was talking about the rotten fish that we'd found in the fridge last month. I shrugged. "It's okay. I've got to accept it at some point, right? I'm not the first guy whose girlfriend cheated on him, then dumped him." "That fucking whore!" Kelsey spat angrily. I gasped in surprise at my sister's vehement outburst. My sister rarely swore. Amanda caught my look and flashed me a wry smile. "That's nothing. You should have heard her rant right after you found out Kim was cheating on you. How did you put it again, Kel? You were going to 'drown her in battery acid' and 'rip her guts out with meat hooks' if I'm not mistaken, right?" Kelsey tried hard to contain her smile while she gave me an embarrassed look, her face still flushed from her anger. Amanda fondly looked at her. "Don't mess with the people she loves!" "Wow," I said, seeing a completely different side of my sister. "You weren't actually going to do any of those things, were you, Kel?" "Nah. That slut isn't worth going to jail for, but I very much enjoyed thinking about it!" Kelsey said firmly. "You're such a little savage!" Amanda chuckled. "Yeah, don't you forget it!" "So you told Amanda what'd happened then?" I asked. "Yeah, why? Did you not want me to?" I shrugged. "It's fine, don't worry." "I'm sorry, Damon, I didn't know you wanted it kept secret. Amanda is my best friend though, and we share everything." "Yeah, I know," I said, without thinking about it. Kelsey and Amanda glanced knowingly at each other before almost simultaneously turning to me with curious grins on their faces. I felt my face flush as both beautiful girls' eyes were boring into me, seemingly determined to drill until they found the truth. "Know what, big brother?" Kelsey asked sweetly. Her face looked like that of a cat that had just trapped a mouse. "Yeah, what is it you know?" Amanda chimed in. Her look was even more predatory, though both of them seemed to be fighting to contain their laughter. "Eh ... I ... that you ... you know, that you girls share everything!" I stammered, feeling myself starting to sweat. They did see me peeking at them last night, I thought, and now the reckoning's due! "Uh-huh, we do," Kelsey said, nodding; her eyes firmly locked on mine. "Everything," Amanda breathed softly. "Yeah, that's what you girls said!" I said with a pathetic squeak. Amanda turned to face Kelsey and winked at her, both of them starting to giggle loudly. Kelsey got out of Amanda's lap and leaned close to me. "We'll let you off easy, this time," she whispered, her grin splitting her face from ear to ear. I gulped audibly, looking at my sister's beaming face. I hardly dared look her in the eyes, but nodded that I understood what she was saying. Kelsey slowly lay down with her head in Amanda's lap again. Both girls grinned at me for another moment, then returned their attention to the TV. I sat quietly as my heart thudded loudly. I knew that the next time I peeked at my sister in the shower I was not going to be a happy man, so I vowed not to do it again. We watched a few more episodes of the Conchords, laughing loudly at the crazy antics of the two Kiwis. "Are you girls going out tonight?" I asked after a particularly funny episode. "Yes," they both said simultaneously. "Where are you going?" "Discovery," Kelsey said. "It's pretty fun, we go there often," Amanda supplied. "Because we get a lot of free drinks!" Kelsey finished. "I am fairly sure you two aren't old enough to drink yet," I said, giving them a pointed stare. Kelsey stuck her tongue out at me. Amanda tried to grab it but Kelsey quickly popped it back inside her mouth a millisecond before her friend could get her fingers on it. "Hey!" my sister whined, giving Amanda a betrayed look. Amanda grinned deviously, then turned towards me. "Do you have any plans for tonight, Damon?" "I'm not sure yet." "You aren't hanging out with Jeff?" Kelsey asked. "No, he seems to have been firmly ignoring me ever since he ditched me at the mall last Tuesday." "He's such an asshole," Kelsey said testily. She had never liked Jeff very much, always saying she felt he was the kind of friend who was happy to take and never all that eager to give. I'd never paid much attention to her observations as they were obviously way off the mark. "What kind of place is this Discovery?" I asked, mostly to get Kelsey's mind off Jeff. "Club, bar, dancing, drinks, the usual," Amanda said. "There's lots of hot girls there, you know," Kelsey said. "Really?" I said, perking up instantly. "I knew that would get your attention!" my sister smirked. "Of course, none of them are anywhere near as hot as Amanda." Amanda's eyes flashed dangerously, and she swatted my sister's butt. "Will you stop it already?!" Kelsey was grinning delightedly, apparently really enjoying teasing her friend about her looks so much. Her face wasn't showing a single ounce of remorse. Amanda frowned at Kelsey for a few seconds, then turned to me again. "Do you want to go with us?" she asked, somewhat hopefully. I thought it over. None of my regular friends were around to go out with, except maybe Jeff, and he seemed to be pissed at me for some reason. I didn't have a car so I couldn't go by myself, and I wasn't really sure yet whether I wanted to go to that college party. Until I was, I didn't feel like calling Brian since he'd just pressure me into going. All in all, going out with my sister and her friends sounded like the most fun I was going to have tonight. "Jeez, please make sure to take the time to consider it carefully, Damon!" Kelsey said impatiently. "We wouldn't want you to have to hang out with a group of hot girls and take time away from being cool here at home all by yourself!" Her rant caused Amanda to burst out laughing. "You, little sister, have a big mouth," I said while trying not to laugh myself. "Yeah? What are you gonna do about it?" she said, a small grin on her face. "I may just have to spank that bratty little butt of yours!" "Want me to help?" Amanda asked eagerly. I stared at her for a second, then nodded. "Yeah, you could hold her down." "Hah! Promises, promises is all I ever get out of you two," Kelsey said challengingly. Amanda and I looked at each other, the unspoken question in our eyes. A keen smile built on both our faces, and we both nodded. Amanda practically pounced Kelsey, shifting forward on the couch and pulling my squealing sister over her knees. Kelsey struggled for a few moments—though not very convincingly—before she relaxed, her firm ass deliciously sticking up in the air. She looked over her shoulder at me with an eager smile. "You're bluffing!" she scoffed dismissively. "Do it!" Amanda practically hissed, her face flushed with excitement. "Spank that little ass!" I moved onto my knees right in front of Amanda while staring at my sister's lithe body draped over her friend's knees. Kelsey's ass looked magnificent, packed in tight jeans that stretched invitingly around her curves because of the position she was being held in. I felt my mouth water just at the sight of it. God, her ass was so unbelievable. "Yeah, come on!" Kelsey taunted me with a pert grin. "Spank my little ass, if you dare." I gave her a warning glare, though I had to struggle so hard to keep from grinning like a moron that I doubted I really looked all that menacing. "Careful, sis, don't push me too far," I said. "Whatever, you big wimp! You don't scare me! You won't ... ow!" Kelsey began chuckling, then she suddenly yelped as my hand connected with her ass. I swallowed loudly as I remembered watching Amanda's hand doing this to my sister in the shower. "You were saying?" I asked lightly. Kelsey bit her lower lip as she looked at me. "You don't seriously believe one spank is enough to shut me up?" My hand flashed down again, smacking her firm bottom hard. Kelsey let out a little grunt as she slowly started squirming in Amanda's grasp. "I told you your big mouth was going to get you in trouble, Kelsey," I said reasonably. My sister snorted, throwing me a challenging stare. "I've been in much more trouble than this, you big wuss!" Again my hand smacked down on her ass, and again she let out a little squeak, though I could also hear her moan softly. Kelsey's face was flushed, and her eyes were closed. "Is that all you've got?" I shook my head with a wry smile. Here I was spanking my sister, and she kept spurring me on. Again my hand flashed down on her curvy ass; her body shook as I hit her. "All you have to do is apologize, and I'll stop," I offered. "Up yours!" she grinned. I hesitated slightly. As much fun as I was having, I was worried about hitting her too hard since my last smack had been fairly rough. I didn't want to actually hurt her. "Spank her," Amanda urged me as if she sensed my hesitation. "Spank the little brat right out of her!" "Like that's ever going to happe ... Oooww!" Kelsey whimpered as I again slapped down on her butt. The slap was hard enough that it echoed through the room. "Shit, I'm sorry, Kel! Did I hurt you?" I asked quickly. My heart was thudding, partially from excitement and partially from worry. My sister was quiet for a moment, and I really started to worry that I had actually hurt her when she blew a strand of her chestnut-brown hair out of her eyes and snickered, "Hurt me? Amanda hits harder than you do!" Before I could do anything, Amanda's hand flew down on Kelsey's ass so hard that it startled me, causing Kelsey to moan deeply as her whole body shuddered. "Is that so? I guess we better test it and see, hmm?" the blonde goddess said calmly. "Oh God, yes," Kelsey groaned so lustfully that it made my cock stagger in my pants. Amanda looked at me, her beautiful face lit up with anticipation. "You first!" she breathed. I gave Amanda a questioning glance, not sure if we should go on with it, but she just nodded with a smile. I slapped my hand down on Kelsey's ass, eliciting a loud squeak from my sister. Before she was even done moaning, Amanda's hand followed, hitting my sister in exactly the same place. "A little harder now, make her squeal!" Amanda panted, her voice quivering. "Yes!" Kelsey groaned with obvious pleasure. "Give me more, please!" Again my hand flew down on my sister's delicious ass, to be followed by Amanda's not a second later. She and I were both grinning as we took turns swatting my sister's butt. Kelsey was wiggling and squirming in Amanda's lap. She had her bottom lip caught between her teeth, and her face was flushed with obvious excitement. "Oh my God! Spank me, please!" Kelsey wailed, her voice trembling with desire. "More!" The sound of a key in the kitchen door was like a gong reverberating through the house. "Kids, I'm home! I brought Chinese!" my mom shouted as she opened the door. Panic gripped my heart with an icy cold vice as my gaze shot fearfully to the arch that connected the kitchen to the hall. As soon as Mom set foot in that hallway, she would be able to see me spanking my own sister, with her daughter's best friend helping. In my mind, she was already going for the bread knife she would use to gut me ... slowly. "Get up, doofus!" Kelsey hissed as she nimbly swung off Amanda's knees, blowing air on her face to cool herself down a little. Amanda helped Kelsey to her feet, then straightened her clothes and her hair, making sure there was no evidence of what had been going on. I got up myself, making sure my cock wasn't visible in my pants before walking to the kitchen to greet Mom. "You're lucky we had to stop," Amanda teasingly whispered to Kelsey as they walked behind me towards the kitchen. "Oh yeah, I'm so lucky!" Kelsey muttered. "Three more strokes and ... dammit! Talk about bad timing!" "Awww, poor baby!" Amanda said with a giggle. "Hey Mom," I said as I walked into the kitchen, smiling at her. "Thanks for bringing food." "Hey honey," Mom replied. "You're welcome. How did your swim contest go?" "I won all my distances." I shrugged. "Not much competition today." "Hi Mom!" Kelsey said brightly as she entered the kitchen. "Hi hon!" "Hi Mrs. Richards!" Amanda said, finishing the trifecta. "Oh, hello Amanda dear. I didn't know you were still here, I'd have brought more food if I had!" Mom said despondently. "It's okay, I'm not hungry," Amanda said with a smile. "You can have some of mine," I offered. "Oh, you don't have to do that. You need those calories!" Amanda protested. "I'm sure my body can survive without the two hundred calories you'd eat," I grinned. Amanda giggled. "Just for that, I'm going to eat three hundred!" We all laughed as we sat down at the kitchen table, eagerly opening the boxes of food. True to her promise, Amanda ate six whole pieces of my spicy chicken and an entire crab won ton, then sighed as if she had just been forced to eat a whole cow. I eagerly devoured pretty much everything else on the table, leading to Kelsey smacking my fingers when I tried to steal her last lettuce wrap. "Are you girls going out tonight?" Mom asked my sister after we were done eating, and we were just sitting around the table. "Yes. You don't mind, do you?" "No, dear, of course not. Make sure to wear proper clothes, though!" Mom said with a frown. Kelsey's cheerleader side had a tendency to want to wear short skirts and tight tops, and Mom definitely disapproved of that in her youngest daughter, at least as far as wearing them outside the house was concerned. "Yes Mommy," Kelsey said demurely while exchanging a sly grin at Amanda. I wondered what they were up to. "What are you doing tonight, Damon?" Mom asked me. "I'm going with these two. Someone's got to keep them out of trouble." "Oh dear," she sighed. "Do you guys need the car?" "No, Stacey's picking us up at eight," Kelsey said. She and Amanda both got up and went upstairs, presumably to get dressed. I helped Mom clean the table, then went up to my own bedroom to change. ------- It was about eight-thirty before Stacey finally showed up, but even so my sister and Amanda were of course not ready yet. I sat waiting impatiently in the kitchen, wearing black khakis and a navy colored, long sleeved, buttoned shirt. It wasn't my usual going-out gear, but I had no idea what to expect in this Discovery joint, and I didn't want to be the dipshit in the ratty jeans and t-shirt while everyone else looked sleek. Finally my sister and Amanda came downstairs, both wearing baggy jeans and sweaters, with Amanda obviously having borrowed from my sister's wardrobe. Neither had much makeup on, except for some lip gloss and a light touch of blush on their cheeks. I frowned at the two of them; I knew Mom wanted her daughter to dress anything but sexy, but this seemed to go way too far in the opposite direction. "Do you like?" Kelsey asked mockingly as the two of them modeled their outfits in front of me. "Eh..." I said hesitantly, wondering just how loaded the question was. It was like one of those 'Does this make me look fat?' questions that men always dreaded hearing. "You can be honest, big brother, we can handle it!" Kelsey grinned. "You two look like you're going to go play some pickup hoops at the Y," I chuckled. "Ouch, right through the heart!" Kelsey said gloomily as she struck a dramatic pose, both hands over her heart while she slowly sank to her knees, mortally wounded by my unkind words. Amanda snickered loudly, and I had to laugh myself. A loud honk came from outside, and Kelsey quickly got back up. "Let's go, fashion critic, before our driver gets impatient and decides to leave us," she said as she walked out the back door, with Amanda close on her heels. "Hey Stace!" Kelsey said happily as she waved at her friend, who was leaning against the back of a burgundy Toyota 4Runner. Stacey returned her wave, then the two girls gave each other a huge hug. "Do you mind if my brother comes along tonight?" Kelsey asked. "Of course not," Stacey said with a beautiful smile. "Hi Kelsey's brother." "You're never going to let that go, are you?" I asked with a wry grin as I quietly ogled her in the light of the driveway lamp. She was wearing a short, red pleated skirt and a black halter top together with what looked to be about nine inch heels. It was sexy as hell and made me glad my mom didn't see it. "Not for awhile, no. Unless you can convince me to, somehow," she said sultrily as she hugged Amanda in turn. "Hey!" Kelsey objected. "I'm not bringing him along just so you can corrupt him!" "We'll see," Stacey grinned. "Get in, Damon," she said, pointing to the front seat. "Shouldn't one of the girls sit there?" I asked. "No, they have business in the back," she said with a mysterious little smile. I shrugged and got into the front seat. I buckled up as Kelsey and Amanda climbed into the back seat, while Stacey got behind the wheel. "Is Carynne not coming tonight?" Amanda asked Stacey. "She is, but she's giving Mikaela a ride. She said she'd meet us there," Stacey answered as she pulled out of our driveway, quickly taking the road that led to the highway which in turn would take us downtown. "How do you like our look?" Kelsey asked. "Very construction worker ... ish. It's so hot!" Stacey giggled. "What did you get us tonight?" Amanda asked eagerly. "Look and see, I think you'll like it." I heard some plastic bags rustling, and I turned my head curiously. Kelsey was looking inside of one of several large plastic shopping bags. "Oh, this is cute! Here, you wear this," she said, handing the bag to Amanda. Amanda took the bag from my sister and started going through it, pulling out various articles of clothes. Very skimpy, sexy clothing. "Wow, this stuff is gorgeous, Stacey, thank you!" Amanda said appreciatively. "My pleasure, baby," the cheerleader captain said. "Yeah, don't we know that!" Kelsey giggled as she too removed the sort of clothes from her bag that would have given our mom a heart attack on the spot. Amanda nimbly climbed over the backseat to the cargo area and started taking her sweater off. I felt my mouth fall open as I gawked at her. "Eyes front, soldier!" Stacey admonished me, and I had the good graces to blush as I quickly snapped my head back. Sounds of buttons popping open, jeans being pulled off and sweaters being removed came from the back for a few moments, to be followed by the soft rustling of high-quality fabric against smooth, perfect skin. I felt myself getting hot merely thinking about what was going on back there. I glanced over at Stacey and was surprised to find her eyeing the proceedings in the back through her rear-view mirror. "So I can't watch, but you get to?" I objected wryly. "Well, I did buy them the clothes, so isn't that only fair?" Stacey smiled. I grinned as I was unable to argue with her logic. A few seconds later, Stacey nodded towards her rear view mirror; I looked at her, not comprehending, until she mimicked turning it so I could watch. With a gulp I adjusted her mirror until it gave me a clear view into the back, and I moaned as I saw an absolute vision of heaven. Kelsey was wearing a white tie top that was knotted about halfway down on her sexy tummy, doing absolutely marvelous work in drawing attention to her ample cleavage. As she got up to help Amanda with something, she showed off a short, red plaid skirt, and I got a brief flash of some small, white panties. "What do you think? This one, or this one?" I heard Amanda ask from the back. "Let me see both," Kelsey replied. For a few moments I heard some more rustling of clothes and some giggling as Amanda apparently got stuck with something until Kelsey helped her out. "Mmmm, that top is very cute," Kelsey whispered approvingly. "But I want to see it with just the bra!" "I'm not going to wear just a bra under this!" Amanda said, sounding slightly shocked. "Please?" Kelsey asked, her voice dripping with sugar. I heard Amanda mutter softly as more clothes rustled. I had some difficulty in making her out in the back of the car, seeing as how it was already dark outside. I saw her take off her top and for a brief moment—while she was illuminated by a streetlight—I could see the swells of her naked breasts. I immediately popped a hard-on as I fidgeted in the seat, my eyes riveted to the mirror. Amanda put on a snugly fitting bra, asking Kelsey to help her with the clasp, after which she shrugged herself into a long sleeved, white fishnet top that covered her body about halfway through her midsection. "Fuck," I moaned soundlessly at the sheer sexuality oozed by the blonde angel. "Oh wow," Kelsey sighed. "That is so unbelievably hot, you've got to wear that! Just like that!" Amanda snorted. "Kelsey! I'd be raped within five seconds of getting out of the car!" "Yeah, but the real question is which one of us would get to you first?" Kelsey asked playfully. Amanda took one long, disbelieving look at my sister, then burst into laughter. "Let me see," Stacey said as she grabbed the mirror and re-adjusted it so she could ogle the two girls. "Mmmm, yeah. I knew that would look fucking hot on her!" she said, mostly to herself. In the back, I heard Amanda do some more switching of clothes before she finally climbed over the backseat again, retaking her place next to my sister. "Stacey, can you hold on to our phones?" Kelsey asked. "These outfits don't have much in the way of pockets." "Sure," Stacey replied, taking their phones and putting them in her purse. "Do you do this a lot?" I asked Stacey, still trying to get comfortable with a giant steel rod in my pants. "Do what a lot?" she asked, constantly shifting her attention between the road and the two scantily dressed nymphs in the backseat. "Buy them sexy clothes?" "Uh-huh, every weekend." "Don't take this the wrong way, but ... why?" I asked curiously. She gave me a serious look before returning her attention to the road. "Your mother is a sweet woman, Damon, but that gorgeous body of your sister's should be flaunted, not hidden. Same goes for Amanda, though her mom is not as hyper-conservative with regards to clothes. Kelsey was unhappy about the stuff she was allowed to wear, and I wanted to see her in something sexier. So, we came up with this solution. It works for both of us." "How long have you been doing this?" "Since March, I think." "You bought her a new outfit every week for seven months?" I blurted out, not believing what I was hearing. "Something like that." "How much did that cost?" She waved her hand flippantly. "A few thousand dollars or so, who cares." I sat completely stunned, watching the beautiful blonde with something akin to aversion. What kind of person went and bought thousands of dollars worth of semi-lingerie for her female friends? As I was trying to think of something to say, I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned my head towards the backseat. "What the hell are you doing?!" Kelsey bit at me. Her face was close enough that I could see her eyes had turned frighteningly dark. Only twice before in our lives had Kelsey's eyes gone dark on me, and both times it was because she was absolutely infuriated with me. I suddenly felt a heavy lump in my throat; I swallowed a few times, but it didn't seem to want to go anywhere. "I ... I was..." I stuttered, not able to form a coherent sentence. "Damon, I will say this only once, mind your own fucking business!" my sister snarled. The profanity shocked me more than her tone; I couldn't remember the last time she'd actually cursed at me. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Amanda grab my sister's shoulder and pull her back. Kelsey glared at her friend as Amanda gently shook her head no. My sister tried to shake her shoulder loose, but Amanda's hand clenched firmly and again the blonde shook her head no, her face set in a determined glare. They stared at each other for several seconds until suddenly Kelsey dropped her head and slowly nodded her acquiescence. Amanda turned to face me and smiled, then she draped an arm across Kelsey's shoulder to pull her close and give her a soft kiss on the top of the head. I turned back to the front, my heart thundering in my chest. I glanced at Stacey, who was casually ignoring me, though she had a satisfied little smirk on her face. ------- It took us about twenty minutes to get downtown, and it was already pretty busy by the time we got there. Though Stacey and Amanda had kept up a fairly steady stream of banter, I hadn't said anything for the remainder of the drive. Kelsey hadn't said much either; when she did speak, her voice had sounded angry. "We might have some trouble finding a place to park," I observed to Stacey. She just smiled and shook her head, driving us past Discovery's front door where a fairly large line was already evident. We went around the block, uphill, to the back where a sturdy gate blocked off a small parking area behind the club. Stacey grabbed a remote key-entry fob from the small cup holder behind the gearshift, and the gate obediently opened as soon as she pressed the button. Even this parking lot was pretty packed, but right near the rear entrance there were four parking spots available. Large signs on the wooden fence in front of the spots clearly proclaimed that these spots were for management only. Without any hesitation, Stacey parked her car in the spot closest to the door, then turned the engine off. The girls in the back got out, and Stacey was about to when I gently grabbed her arm. She turned to me with a curious look. "Look, I'm sorry about what happened a little while ago. It is none of my business, and you are obviously a very good friend of my sister's, as well as extremely generous. I don't want you to think that—" Stacey leaned towards me and looked deeply into my eyes. "You're cute, Kelsey's brother, but I'm not the one you have to apologize to." I nodded. "I'm doing it anyways." "Okay, apology accepted. Enough gloomy stuff, let's go have some fun ... after you make up with your sister!" I quickly got out of the car, catching up with Kelsey just as she was about to enter the back door. "Kel, can I talk to you for a second?" I asked. "Please?" She nodded almost imperceptibly, and we stepped out of the way of the door so the other two girls could pass. Amanda and Stacey went inside without a word, apparently understanding Kelsey and I needed some time to ourselves. I sighed as I looked at her sad face. "I'm really sorry about what happened, Kel. You're right, it is none of my business. It just shocked me to see you wearing such clothes, and that you do this behind Mom's back, and—" "I don't need a lecture from you, Damon," Kelsey said stiffly. "No, you don't. I'm sorry. I don't mean this to sound like a lecture, sis, I really don't. This is your life, your decisions. If doing this makes you happy, then I'm happy for you." She looked up at me. "You say that, but you don't mean it." I sighed. She was always way too good at reading me. "Can I be honest with you?" She nodded. "I'm just a little weirded out by Stacey buying you all these clothes every week. You're wearing like two hundred dollars worth of new clothes! I know some people are very generous and all, but that just seems like overdoing it way too much. I mean, what does she get out of this?" "It just makes one of her best friends happy. Isn't that enough?" "If you were in my shoes, would that seem to you like it would be enough? I just..." "You just what?" "I just worry that she's going to try to get equal value or something from you for all the gifts she's giving you. I don't know. I just don't want to see you indebted to someone." Kelsey fretted for a few moments before she quietly said, "Look, she just really loves doing this kind of stuff for her friends. She feels embarrassed by how much money their parents give her as an allowance, so she tries to give large portions of it away." "How much money are we talking about?" I asked. "Let's just say that if she didn't like her red car anymore, she could pretty much buy one in a new color with every allowance." "Wow. That's a lot of money to give to a teenage girl every year." "Every year? Damon, she gets that money every week!" My jaw dropped a few inches. "You've got to be kidding," I said, absolutely stunned. "No, I'm not! Her parents are unbelievably rich. Once she turned eighteen, her trust fund starting paying her like twenty thousand dollars a week. She doesn't know what to do with it, and it frustrates the hell out of her." "So she just spends it all on you? Or all her friends?" "Not all of it, just some. Look, the clothes she got me and Amanda probably cost like three hundred bucks or something. To us, that's a lot of money." I nodded. Between paying for my sister's cheerleading, my very expensive dietary requirements to be a top swimmer, and my car, our parents didn't have a lot of money left each month, so our allowances were small. Kelsey probably would have had to save three months to buy clothes like the ones she was wearing. "To her, it's nothing. It's like change she finds in the couch," Kelsey said. "Three hundred bucks is three hundred bucks," I objected. "Not to her! It's three hundred out of twenty thousand! So sure, it's a lot of money still, but compared to what she gets it's a small amount. To her that few thousand dollars she's spent on us over the last half year is the same as the money you spent to take Jeff to that Seahawks game for his birthday. Or the money that Brian spent to take you skiing for a weekend. That's not too crazy to do for a friend, right?" I stood silently, mulling it over in my head. The way she explained it, it didn't sound so bad after all. "Well, it's the same to her," Kelsey continued. "She's not buying me cars, or jewelry, or anything obscene. She just buys me a cute outfit once a week. I've told her repeatedly that I'm perfectly capable of wearing an outfit multiple times, but she just shushes me and tells me to get changed." I nodded. "Okay, but what about Mom?" "What about her?" "Well, you're doing this behind her back." Kelsey sighed and was quiet for a couple of moments, then she began to shiver. She wasn't dressed very warmly, after all. "Can we talk about this inside? I'm freezing out here," she said. "Yeah, of course," I said quickly. Kelsey opened the back door, which led to a narrow, cluttered corridor connecting to a small, tidy office. Amanda and Stacey were waiting for us, smiling as we came inside. "You guys alright?" Stacey asked. Kelsey shrugged as if to say that she didn't know, and suddenly I felt like a fool. I motioned at Stacey that I'd need one more second, then I took Kelsey's arm and turned her to face me. She was looking decidedly unhappy, and I felt horrible for putting her in a bad mood. "Kel, I'm sorry. You're kind enough to let me come with you and your friends, and the first thing I do is ruin your evening," I said. "You didn't ruin—" "No, let me finish, please." I interrupted her. "I want you to forget that I said anything. If Stacey likes to do this for you, then she's a wonderful friend, and I'm glad for you." "Are you sure?" she asked dubiously. "Yes, I promise. I was just worried about you, but it's clear that there is nothing to worry about. It is your life, and I need to learn to stay out of it." "The last thing I want is for you to stay out of my life, Damon. But I would like to know that you trust my decisions." "I do, sis, I swear." "Good," she said, a small smile appearing on her face. "Are we okay?" "Of course we're okay. You were worried about me and that's sweet," Kelsey said, her smile big enough to brighten the room. It amazed me again how quickly she could go from being sad to being happy. I sighed as I realized I'd never understand girls. "I'm glad you're more happy again, Kel," I said, taking her in a big hug. I felt her cling to me fiercely as I kissed the top of her head. "I'm sorry." "It's okay. You can stop apologizing. Now come on and let's go have fun." "You go. Have fun with your friends." "What? What are you talking about?" "I don't want to spoil your evening anymore than I already have. I'll go hang out somewhere else." "Why on earth would I want you to go somewhere else?" Kelsey asked, clearly not understanding what I was getting at. "Because I made you angry, and I don't—" "Oh God, Damon, sometimes you can be such a dope!" Kelsey sighed. She grabbed the collar of my shirt and pulled my head down; before I knew what was happening, she gave me a short, firm kiss. "I forgive you. Stop talking about it, stop thinking about it, and let's go have fun. I'm thirsty!" With that, she turned around and walked towards her friends with a large smile on her face, her hips swaying enticingly in her short skirt. Both Amanda and Stacey put their arms around her as they walked out through the door on the other side of the office. I stood silently for awhile, trying to mull things over in my head. The last few days had brought me a number of startling revelations about my sister, and my entire view of her was being drastically overhauled. I had quite a bit of difficulty coming to grips with that reality. After a couple of minutes, Stacey came back into the office with a look of concern on her face. "Are you alright?" she asked. "Oh, yeah," I said. "Just thinking." "About Kelsey?" "Yeah, mostly. I have this need to think things through after they happen, and I tend to just stand around while I do so. Bit of a bad habit, I guess. It's kinda dumb." She shook her head. "Not at all. I'm the exact opposite, and sometimes I wish I'd stop to think a little more," she said with a pretty smile. I smiled as I nodded at her, again noticing how smoking hot she looked in her outfit. "I'm done thinking now, so let's go have a drink or something." I offered her my arm, and she accepted with a smile as we both walked out of the office into another hallway with several more doors. Loud music was pounding through the walls. "I'm not gonna hurt Kelsey, Damon," Stacey said seriously. "I love her, and all that money means absolutely nothing to me. She enjoys looking sexy when she goes out, and I'm glad I can help her out with it." I nodded. "It's okay. I'm sorry that I suspected you of ... I don't even know what I suspected you of. Something stupid." "Hey, you were looking out for your little sister. Nobody blames you for that," she said sweetly. "Thanks," I said sincerely. "You're welcome, Kelsey's brother," she said with a mischievous grin. "Now let's go have fun." "Alright!" I grinned back. We both walked towards the door that I assumed led out into the club itself. The music was getting louder with every step. "Hey Stacey?" I said as I thought of something. "Yes?" "How did you know what Kelsey and I had been talking about outside?" She shrugged. "I eavesdropped. Bit of a bad habit, I guess," she said dryly, giving me a wink before opening the door and stepping through. ------- Chapter 4 The wall of noise hit me like a sledgehammer as I stepped through the door onto what appeared to be an utterly packed dance floor. Dark purple neon lights hung interspersed from the ceiling alongside a bunch of colored dance lights and strobes. Together with the heavy techno vibe, they created a dark, almost trance-like atmosphere. I was unable to see exactly how far the dance floor reached, but the entire room must have been huge. Hundreds of people were crunched together like sardines as they stumbled about in something that could only be described as Mandatory Group Dancing. I wasn't exactly looking forward trying to worm my way through the crowd. Before I could say anything, Stacey grabbed my arm and dragged me along with her as she hugged the wall closely, moving straight towards a large bar that took up most of that side of the room. The area around the bar didn't look any less packed than the dance floor itself, and I guessed she wanted to get a drink. I was a bit surprised when Stacey casually flipped open the counter top and moved behind the bar without hesitation. I kept looking around nervously as she pulled me along, worried someone was going to notice us any second and we'd be in trouble, but nobody did. Stacey threw friendly smiles at several of the bartenders, who—despite busting their asses to keep up with the demand for drinks—all waved back or even gave her a kiss on the cheek as she walked by. I wondered how she got to be on such friendly terms with the waitstaff, and why she was allowed to park where she did. Maybe she was dating the guy who owned the place? If so, he was one lucky son of a bitch. We moved out from behind the bar through another counter top at the other end, then proceeded to hug the wall again until we eventually arrived at a large spiral staircase. It was big enough that it could easily fit four people side by side, but the place was so packed that there was still a line forming. "What do you think?" Stacey asked, talking loudly in my ear to rise over the noise of the music as we joined the back of the line. "It's pretty cool," I replied with a nod. It wasn't really my scene, but there didn't seem to be any point in telling her that. Stacey gave me a little wink, then she focused her attention on descending the staircase, which couldn't have been easy on her high heels. A group of loud, obnoxious assholes came up the stairs as we went down, taking their sweet time in checking Stacey out. One big shithead also deliberately bumped into me, obviously looking for a fight, but I ignored him. I didn't want Stacey's to get a bad impression of me. As we reached the lower floor, I stared in amazement at the sheer size of the place. It was an easy two hundred feet from the back to the front, with a division about halfway in between. The front half of the room was about ten feet lower than the back, though I couldn't really see any difference in purpose between the two. Spacious booths were everywhere along the walls, and tables took up most of the rest of the floor space. The lights in this area—both the ones above the booths and tables, as well as the purple neon lighting on the walls and ceiling—were fairly dim, creating a nice, cozy atmosphere. About a dozen massive pillars supported the floor above us, with groups of people clustered about every single one of them. Like the dance floor upstairs, the lower floor was absolutely packed. Every table and booth was taken, and small groups of people were standing wherever they could as they talked, laughed, and drank. I was glad I'd worn some decent clothes as pretty much everyone I saw was dressed to impress. I also noticed that my sister's earlier comment about the club being packed with hot girls had been spot on; no matter where I looked, there were always at least one or two girls who were smoking hot and were dressed provocatively. I quickly began to revise my initial opinion of the place. Stacey squeezed and wormed her way through the crowd, and I struggled to keep up with her. It wasn't an easy thing to do, considering she was about half a foot shorter than I was, and people in general gave way a lot more easily for a hot girl than for a guy. We eventually made it over to the large, U-shaped, mahogany bar, which was illuminated by bright halogen lights. It almost seemed like an island of light in the otherwise fairly dark club. Stacey waved at one of the bartenders, and he immediately came over and leaned across the bar to kiss her on the cheek. "Hi baby," he said with a huge smile. He looked to be in his mid-twenties, with a very definite Mediterranean complexion. I realized that while the music was still loud in this area, it wasn't to the extent that people had to shout to be heard. "Hey Gino!" Stacey said happily. "This is a new friend of mine. Damon, this is Gino. Gino, Damon." "Good to meet you, Damon," Gino said with a friendly look as he offered his hand. He definitely had an accent, which I guessed to be Italian. "Hey Gino, nice to meet you too," I nodded, shaking his hand. "He's here with me so take care of him, okay?" Stacey said. "Of course, mi bella!" Gino grinned. Stacey gave him a flirty smile. "Tease! Did you see Kelsey and Amanda?" "Si, a few minutes ago. They went to your table." "Did they get something to drink already?" "Not from me. Maybe Bobby make them something?" Stacey rolled her eyes at him. "Will you stop it with that silly accent already?" "Aw, you don't like it anymore, honey?" Gino asked in perfect American. She grinned. "Some other time, okay?" "Of course, baby. Anything for you, you know that," he said with a sly wink. "Sure. Can you get us a round of our usual cocktails, and ... what do you want, Damon?" "Orange juice is fine, thanks." "What kinda vodka do you want?" Gino asked as he started preparing what looked to be a dozen cocktails. I laughed for a second until I realized he wasn't joking. "Eh, I'm not old enough to drink." Stacey smiled. "None of us are, but you don't have to worry about that. Do you want a beer, or something stronger maybe?" "I think just OJ will be good, actually," I said hesitantly. "Awww, come on, party a little!" Stacey said with a cute little half-pout. "Leave him alone, Stacey," Gino grinned. "If he just wants OJ, I'll get him just an OJ." "Damon, come on, we're all having drinks. Please?" Stacey said as she unleashed a devastating smile on me. "Alright, I guess I'll have a beer," I said, finally giving in. "Which one?" Gino asked. "I've got Bud Light, Corona, Sam Adams, Fat Tire, Heineken, Amstel, Duvel, Fosters, Grimbergen, Dom Ko—" "Whatever's good, Gino," I interrupted him. "You're the bartender. Figure something out for me." "You got it, kid." Gino nodded. He tossed a bottle in the air and caught it upside down, pouring triple sec into a cocktail mixer. "Have you seen Roger?" Stacey asked him after a few seconds. "Uh-huh. He's in the basement with the fire marshal," Gino said as he vigorously shook the mixer. "The fire marshal? Again?" "Yeah, there's some kind of wiring problem, apparently. They're going over it right now." "Okay, I'll talk to him later then. Can you get these to our table?" "Sure thing, babe." Gino smiled. "Thanks sweetie!" she said with a wave as she walked off around the back of the bar. "I guess I'll see ya, Gino," I said. "Yeah, you better not keep her waiting. Believe me, she doesn't like that," Gino said pointedly, a large grin on his face. I returned his grin, then quickly followed after Stacey. She made her way over to a cordoned-off section near the back corner of the club. It seemed to be sort of a VIP area, with luxury leather seats in the booths and plush carpet on the floor. It appeared only a few of the booths were occupied, but with the lighting in this area even dimmer than it was in the rest of the club, it was hard to say for sure. A security guy in a sharp suit was stationed near the entrance to the VIP area, and he nodded at Stacey as we approached. She made sure the guard knew I was to be allowed in and out of the area without question, and he simply nodded again. He didn't seem to be the talkative type. I was amazed he didn't grunt at her. A waiter who seemed to be about my age walked by as Stacey talked to the guard, and his eyes practically fell out of their sockets as he stared at Stacey's tits in her very revealing halter top. He briefly flicked his eyes towards me, and I gave him a knowing smile. I'd done my share of ogling Stacey's tits as we'd walked through the club. Stacey just grinned at the kid, then led me into the VIP lounge, taking her time to say hi to a few of the guests at some of the other booths. I was quite surprised at how many people she seemed to know; there didn't appear to be anyone in the club who didn't recognize her. After she'd talked with a woman in her mid-forties for a few moments, we finally came to a large, round booth in the farthest corner. Amanda and Kelsey were already there, along with what appeared to be pretty much the rest of my sister's cheerleading squad. All the girls were hugging and kissing each other, apparently having just arrived themselves. I stared in awe at the sight of so many hot girls. Most of them wore pretty revealing clothes, though they were all outclassed by Amanda and my sister; a fact which was teasingly mentioned several times by the other girls. "Hey girls!" Stacey said happily as she arrived at the table to a chorus of repeated hello's and hi's. "You found him!" Amanda said, giving me a fond smile. "Yeah, the poor guy was lost, so I figured I'd better return him to his sister. I asked if he wanted me to hold his hand, but he insisted on walking by himself," Stacey teased. Several of the girls giggled, and I felt myself flush a little. Kelsey walked over to me and took me a few steps away from the table, then gave me a big hug. Her tight body was amazingly warm against mine, and I felt some strange feelings coursing through me. Her very revealing outfit wasn't really helping any either, nor were her firm breasts which poked against my upper abdomen. "Hey doofus," Kelsey said, smiling up at me. "Hey sis. Sorry I got lost," I joked. "It's okay, the nice lady found you and brought you back. I'm glad you're here now!" she grinned. "Have I told you how sexy you look in that outfit?" Kelsey's smile lit up the entire building. "Awww, thank you!" "You're welcome. I will of course kill any guy who so much as even looks at you while you're wearing this," I swore solemnly. She giggled loudly, then shrugged. "Please, no one will be looking at me. Have you seen how absurdly hot Amanda looks in that outfit of hers?" I gazed past my sister and locked my eyes on the gorgeous blonde. I had seen part of Amanda's outfit in the car, particularly the black bra and fishnet top, but I couldn't very well admit to my sister that I had been eagerly ogling the two of them. I sighed as my eyes drank in the sight of my sister's hot friend. The white fishnet top was obviously very see-through, but Amanda had apparently decided not to follow my sister's advice to just wear a bra underneath. Instead, she was wearing a black tube top which looked just like a bra except it had no straps. Her perfect breasts stood out noticeably in the fabric, curving it enticingly. The fishnet top came to about halfway down her midsection, leaving a large part of her tummy bare. Her tummy was magnificent: toned and slim with not a single gram of fat or any blemish to be seen anywhere. She also wore a little black micro skirt that came to just below the curve of her ass, which she had accessorized with a gold enamel belt. The skirt had splits on both sides which caused it to move around in a maddeningly erotic way, and I kept imagining seeing brief glimpses of the treasure it so barely covered. Amanda's long, smooth legs were bare and just as wonderfully toned as her tummy, and the package was finished off with a set of high heels that made her pose look extra perky. I stood with my mouth wide open, absolutely dumbfounded. I was amazed that she had the courage to wear this in public, and at the same time I was stunned that she pulled the look off so well. She was magnificent! Kelsey stood quietly beside me, content to let me marvel at the sight of her best friend. After awhile, however, she apparently got impatient and poked me in the side with her finger. "Hey!" I said, startled. "Just checking to make sure you hadn't died on the spot from drooling over her." "Sorry," I mumbled apologetically. "Sorry for what? For looking at her? You're a teenage guy, I'd be concerned about you if you weren't looking at her! So what do you think?" "About what?" "About her, doofus!" "Jesus, she's so gorgeous," I breathed softly. Kelsey nodded in agreement. "Yup. That's why I don't have to worry about being harassed by guys when she's around. They all go straight to her." "Oh whatever, Kel! You're just as smoking hot as she is! Like any sane guy is going to ignore you while you're wearing that naughty schoolgirl outfit!" I exclaimed. "Have you been browsing for naughty lingerie lately, big brother?" Kelsey asked impishly after giving me a curious look. "What? No ... why do you—" "Then how did you know that this outfit is, in fact, called a naughty schoolgirl outfit?" I stood mute, trying lamely to come up with an answer that would sound believable. Kelsey giggled after a few moments. "It's okay, I won't tell anyone." "It still doesn't change the fact that you're being silly about no guy being interested in you." "Well, okay. There are a few, but most guys are far more interested in her. On our way through the crowd, I got propositioned to do some very interesting things. One guy wanted to do something to me that I'm sure is illegal in our state, and probably in most others as well, while another asked me for something that I've never even heard of! I got my butt pinched three times, and some sleazeball made a grab for my boobs. Amanda, however, twice got asked by guys to marry them on the spot, and I think if she'd said yes to all the offers, she'd be having sex with half the guys in this place, right now. She also got pinched so much, I don't even want to know how sore that tight little ass of hers is." "I'm glad you didn't get propositioned by half the guys in this place! Now I don't have to kill so many of 'em!" I said, deliberately ignoring Kelsey's mention of Amanda's tight little ass, even though my eyes seemed to want to wander there anyways. Kelsey giggled loudly as she stood on her tippy toes and kissed my cheek. "You're a sweetheart, you know that?" I shrugged casually. "It's a burden, but what can I do?" She laughed as she grabbed my arm. "Come on, I'll introduce you to my friends. Amanda looks like she needs some rescuing anyway." As we turned back to the table, I saw that most of the girls were still teasing Amanda about her outfit, though not seriously; Amanda endured it all with a blush and a small, embarrassed smile. Stacey stood beside her, absentmindedly licking her lips and looking very pleased with herself. "Girls, this is my brother, Damon," Kelsey said cheerfully as she dragged me over in front of the table, and in reply the girls' combined attention shifted to me. A few of them gave me warm smiles while others just said hello. Two gave me a cold stare, apparently not happy about me being there, though their dirty looks vanished the second Kelsey glared at them in return. Kelsey quickly rattled off all the names of the girls, but I managed to remember only two: Mikaela and Carynne. Carynne I recognized as the third of the girls who'd get chucked up in the air by the others during stunting routines, the so-called 'flyers'. She was an absolutely gorgeous brunette, with an exquisite little face with beautiful eyes, and a very sexy, petite body. Though she wasn't as curvy as my sister or Stacey, she definitely dressed to emphasize her features, wearing a very tight-fitting, belly-baring tank top that showed a nice bit of cleavage, as well as a delicious amount of her firm tummy. She oozed confidence with every move, and she gave me a wonderful smile. She was just stunning. Mikaela was about as tall as Amanda, and she was pretty, though not in comparison to Amanda or my sister. Or even Carynne. The only reason I remembered her name was because she had absolutely fantastic tits. It seemed almost impossible for a high school girl to have tits that big; they were almost spilling out of her tank top! My mind briefly blanked as I imagined what it'd be like to play with them, until Kelsey elbowed me in my side after a second. "Hi girls," I said with a smile and a wave, tearing my thoughts—and gaze—away from Mikaela's tits. "Damon, didn't we see you at Westmore last Tuesday?" Mikaela asked, immediately causing my gaze to return towards her chest. Before I could answer, Amanda said, "Yeah, he specifically came to watch us!" "Really?" several girls asked in unison. "Nah, my mom made him go," Kelsey said dryly, leading to a loud round of giggles around the table. I tried to come up with something witty when one of cheerleaders, a little blonde whose name I had already forgotten, asked, "Did you enjoy our routine though, Damon?" "Yeah, I did. It was really cool." I smiled. "He just likes watching girls in short skirts. We could have done the Cotton-Eyed-Joe, and he would have thought it was cool," Kelsey teased me again with a bratty smile, leading to another round of giggles. "Hey, I did like your routine!" I protested. "To be honest, I didn't think I would, but you girls definitely changed my mind. You were great." I got a round of thank you's and smiles from the assembled girls, and I briefly felt better about myself. I was a little worried that it was going to be one of those 'let's all pick on the guy' nights and wanted to try to avoid that as much as I could. Fortunately, the girls all started chatting amongst themselves and didn't really pay much attention to me anymore. Stacey and Kelsey sat down along one side of the table, all the girls scooting in a little to make room. With another few squeezes, more room was created for Amanda. The booth was starting to get pretty full, with over a dozen girls in it. I hesitated for a second, not knowing whether to stay standing or to go grab a chair from one of the nearby tables. Before I could act, however, Amanda scooted firmly against Kelsey and gave me an inviting look. "Sit next to me, Damon." "Thanks," I said as I slid into the vacated spot. There wasn't a whole lot of room, and Amanda's bare leg pressed firmly against mine, as did her hip. Heat from the touch of her body simmered through me, and I flushed badly. "Are you getting too hot?" Amanda asked. "Eh, a little I think, yeah," I said nervously, her closeness inflaming my mind. "Am I causing it?" she asked, a sly little smile on her lips as she looked straight in my eyes. I heard myself sigh as I gazed in her eyes, pale orbs that seemed to be staring right into the depths of my soul. I noticed her eye color hung about evenly between blue and green, and I felt myself drowning in them. As we sat staring at each other, my eyes drew in the rest of her. Her golden blonde hair that flowed smoothly over her ears down to her butt. Her incredibly cute face with a pert little nose that stuck out just a little bit farther than would have been considered perfect, but which just seemed to add an extra hint of cuteness to her. She also had the most magnificent dimples I'd ever seen, framing her sultry smile that showed off her perfectly white teeth. She was an absolute all-American beauty, and I felt my stomach clench as I silently gazed at her. "Damon?" she asked after a few moments, an amused look on her face. "Oh, sorry, I eh ... what did you ... oh," I stuttered. I lowered my eyes and softly whispered, "Yes. You are causing it." Her already magnificent smile grew larger as I admitted that she was badly flustering me. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to make you feel uncomfortable sitting beside me," she whispered. She didn't really sound very sorry at all. "It's not your fault, Amanda. I just can't help myself," I sighed. "Oh God, you're so sweet." We both smiled at each other, and I could feel my heart nearly pounding itself straight out of my chest. As I gazed at her face, I suddenly noticed something. "You weren't wearing any makeup when you left the house, were you?" "A little. Kelsey and I put some more on in the bathroom right next to the office." "You two are definitely good at this whole switching routine." She smiled. "Yeah, we've been doing it for awhile now. Did you and Kelsey get things sorted out?" "Yes. Thank you." "For what?" "For not eavesdropping on us." She sighed a bit irritably. "I'm sorry about that. I told Stacey to cut it out, but she hardly ever listens to me. Or anyone else, for that matter." "Can't you do your little Jedi mind trick on her?" I joked. "My what?" she asked, clearly puzzled. "You know, the thing you do with my sister. You just look at her, maybe shake your head a little, and voila, Kelsey does what you want her to do." Amanda's smile was positively naughty. "Oh. Well, um, that really only works on Kelsey. If I tried that on Stacey, it wouldn't really have the same results." "Really? What would happen if you tried it on Stacey?" Amanda's eyes briefly zoned out, probably as she imagined something. She blushed slightly as she focused back on me. "Let's just say that I'd probably wind up doing what she wanted, not the other way around." "Huh," I said, not really getting it. "So why does it work with Kelsey then?" Amanda looked at me intently, her smile slowly growing bigger. I started smiling too, stammering a little as I tried to figure out why she was smiling. "Why are you ... what?" "Nothing," she said, leaning in closer and giving me a soft kiss on my cheek. "Ooooh, Kelsey! She kissed him! Amanda kissed him!" shrieked one of the girls, a small strawberry blonde on the other side of the table. "Jeez, Amy, relax! Have you never seen a girl kiss a guy on the cheek before?" Kelsey tartly asked the little blonde. Amy blushed and seemed to shrink in on herself. Before anyone else could say anything, a tall, raven haired waitress came to our table with a tray of cocktails. "Hey girls," she said with a friendly smile, getting another chorus of hi's in return. "Oh, and guy, hi!" "Hi," I said quickly, silently wishing she'd go away so that I could return to gazing at Amanda. My cheek felt warm where she'd kissed it. "Okay, I've got a bunch of the usuals and an import. I'm guessing the beer's for you, hunk?" I nodded as I looked up at her, and she gave me a wink in return. I had to admit she was pretty attractive, and I guessed her to be in her early twenties. She seemed to notice something about me and studied me a little closer. "Kel, honey, turn your face my way a little bit?" she asked my sister. My sister obediently turned her face, and the waitress shifted her gaze between me and my sister for a few moments. "Is this your brother?" she asked. "Yes, that's Damon," my sister said, a bit proudly. "Damon, this is Robin. She's our usual waitress." "Hi," I said again. "Mmmm, nice. Very nice. Hi Damon," she said, her gaze focusing on my upper body. I could feel myself getting a bit uncomfortable under her predatory gaze. All the girls at the table seemed to be hurting themselves trying not to laugh as Robin was blatantly checking me out. "Is he available?" she asked bluntly after a few moments. "No!" the answer came, too quickly. It hung in the air for a second, then all the girls burst into howls of laughter and giggles. My face turned beet red as I realized belatedly that it wasn't my sister who'd said that. It was Amanda. I turned my head and looked at the gorgeous blonde sitting right up against me. She was biting her lower lip and blushed like there was no tomorrow; she had never looked cuter. I reached underneath the table and took her hand in mine. She firmly squeezed my hand and gave me a wan smile as the girls all laughed at us. Robin grinned and began serving the drinks, fruity cocktails for all the girls and a bottle of golden pale ale for me. She gave Amanda a friendly wink right before she walked off. Amanda took a big gulp from her cocktail while I grabbed my beer and took a long pull myself. The rich, flavorful ale slid down my throat, and I immediately started to cough, leading only to more amusement around the table at my expense. Amanda comfortingly clenched my hand as I gasped for air. "Jesus, that's strong!" I wheezed. I glanced at the label and noticed it said 8.5%. The beer's name was Duvel and was apparently brewed in Belgium. Amanda leaned closer to whisper in my ear, which caused the giggles to swell to a new level. She quickly glared at her friends. "Guys!" she complained. "Okay, that's enough fun at Amanda's expense," Stacey said firmly. Most of the girls laughed a few more times, then went back to talking to one another. The only one who seemed to stay stuck in 'laugh at the two lovebirds' mode was Amy, who was starting to become quite irritating. "Amy, knock it off!" Kelsey snapped at her, which caused the little blonde to stop mid-giggle. She sounded like a squeaking bird being strangled. Both Amanda and I looked at my sister, and she fondly returned our gaze with a big wink. I felt relieved, as I wasn't sure how Kelsey was going to react after Amanda laid claim to me. From what I knew around school, most girls were absolutely not thrilled with the idea of their brothers hanging out with their friends, so I made a mental note to ask my sister about it as soon as I had the chance. I took another gulp of beer and managed to keep the coughing mostly inside. "Is your beer too strong?" Amanda asked as she scooted around so she could face me, folding her right leg underneath herself. "It's got quite a bite to it, yeah," I wheezed a little, turning to face her as well. I briefly thought about trying that folded leg thing, then decided it would probably snap mine in half. "That's Stacey's doing. She's always trying to get everyone drunk." "How's your cocktail?" "Strong. As always," she said, shrugging her shoulders. "Aren't we going to get in trouble for this? I mean, it's not like any of us are old enough to drink." "No, we won't. If a police officer or someone like that happened to come in, one of the staff would let us know long before he ever got here." "What would we do then? Throw our drinks on the floor?" Amanda looked at me silently for a moment, then let out a little laugh. "You know, I have no idea. I guess we'd just quickly gulp them down!" "How come you girls get so much leeway around here?" "You don't know?" "Know what?" Amanda turned her head and nodded at her tall blonde friend. "Because of Stacey." "Why does Stacey get such special treatment?" "You don't know who her family is?" "I know they're crazy rich, apparently, but that's about all." "Winterton. Stacey Winterton." My eyes opened wide as I glanced over at the blonde who was happily chatting with my sister. "You mean the oil magnate, Karl? That Winterton? She's his daughter?" "Yes." "Damn!" I said, utterly impressed. Karl Winterton had been a local guy all his life, never living anywhere else. He'd built his fortune in international oil; it was estimated to be well into the multiple billions of dollars, and he was pretty much the biggest hero the town had ever had. "So does her dad own this place?" I asked. "I guess technically he owns it, but her brother Roger runs it." "Oh yeah, she was asking about him earlier." Amanda nodded. "She loves her brother. Almost as much as Kelsey loves you." I gave her a grateful smile. Amanda leaned in and gave me another kiss on my cheek, then immediately threw a fierce scowl at Amy to stop her from piping up. "Stupid freshmen," Amanda sighed as she turned her attention back to me. "She does seem a bit young to be with the rest of you girls," I noted. "Yes, she is. She's JV, but she got called up to Varsity two weeks ago when Rebecca broke her ankle. Stacey felt it wouldn't be very nice if she invited all the girls tonight except her." "Should she even be having one of those strong cocktails?" I asked, a bit worriedly. "Don't worry, I'm pretty sure hers is virgin. They always make a few virgin ones. Mikaela can't have alcohol, so she gets a virgin one, then Robin just strategically hands them out to the youngest among us." "That's pretty smart." "Yeah, I guess." She shrugged. "Enough about that though, let's talk about something more interesting." "Like you?" She blushed prettily as she smiled at me. "Hey Amanda?" I asked after a few moments. "Yes?" "What is your full name?" "Amanda Linnea O'Sullivan." "That's cool. I've never heard 'Linnea' before. Is it Irish?" "No, it's Swedish. My mom's Swedish, or at least both her parents were. She was born here in the US though. My dad's part Irish, but also born here. I think his great great great grandparents came here in the late 1800s or so." "It's a beautiful name." "Thank you, Damon Leonard Richards," she said happily. "Or do you prefer DL? Or Del?" "You can call me D. Or Damon. Or whatever you want, really." "I like Damon better than D, so I think I'll just keep calling you Damon," she said as she put her hand down on my leg. Crackles of electricity shot through me at her touch, and I shivered slightly. "I don't think I've ever had this kind of an effect on a boy before," Amanda whispered intimately. "You may have never noticed before, but you've definitely had this effect on other boys. Probably just by being in the same room with them," I said hesitantly. Part of my mind was shrieking to not be so bold. "Awww. Does Kelsey teach you how to give a girl compliments?" Amanda asked, the most gorgeous smile imaginable appearing on her face. "No. If she did, I'd have probably insulted you without knowing." Amanda laughed happily at that. "You badly underestimate her if you think that's true." I just smiled as I took another swig of my beer, giving her a small shrug. "She wouldn't stab you in the back like that!" Amanda insisted. "She wouldn't? Kelsey loves being a brat, you know that." "Yes, but she wouldn't do something that cruel, that would sabotage any shot you'd have at a girl. She'd love for you to have another girlfriend, you know." I felt myself blush badly again as I stared at Amanda, wondering what she was implying. Seeing my blush, Amanda just got a mysterious little smile on her face, then she leaned forward and gave me another kiss on my cheek. "Anyway, that was a really sweet compliment. Thank you." "You're welcome. I'm glad you thought so," I said shyly. She nodded. "Oh, I did. Most boys think a girl will fall for him just by telling her her ass looks nice." I tried to suppress my grin, but she immediately picked up on it. Her eyes sparkled with joy as she gave me a wry smile. "What?" she asked. "You really have an amazing ass, Amanda." Amanda laughed beautifully, then stuck her tongue out at me in a perfect imitation of my sister. She grabbed her cocktail and drained it in a few long gulps. "Mmmm, liquid courage," she sighed cheerfully. "Courage? For what?" "For this," she said as she leaned in towards me. I closed my eyes as our lips met. Hers felt a bit cold because of the frozen drink, and they tasted like fruit and alcohol; they slid sensually across my own, shooting sparks of pure pleasure into my brain. Her perfume was delicate, and her delicious scent washed through me, adding another layer of pleasure. She put her hand behind my neck as she got serious about the kiss, and I responded eagerly, slightly twisting my head. I had kissed just three girls in my life, and Amanda's kiss was miles beyond theirs. We seemed locked together as we kissed, and I moaned into her mouth when I felt her tongue gently touch my teeth. It was as if fire was running down my spine, and I trembled with delight. I placed my hand on her side, her warm, smooth skin feeling wonderful under my fingertips. When we finally broke the kiss, she gently held my lower lip between her teeth for a second before letting it go. I gasped for air as I looked at the blonde goddess in amazement. Our faces were a few inches apart as we both panted a little. "I'd ask you if you enjoyed that, but I think the look in your eyes tells me you did," she said, a cute smile on her face. "If I told you that I've never been kissed like that before, would you believe me?" I asked, earnestly. "Of course," she said, her smile growing even cuter. "I've never had a kiss like that before, Amanda." I said in awe. "You are amazing." She gave me another brief kiss. "Thank you. You're not so bad yourself," she said with a wink. We stared into each other's eyes for a few more moments, then the soft sound of giggles interrupted our preoccupation with each other. Amanda and I turned our attention back to the rest of the group simultaneously and were greeted by a veritable sea of barely contained smiles and giggles as all eyes were focused on us. Amanda grinned a bit crookedly as she looked at her friends. "What are you all giggling at?" she challenged. "That was hot!" Carynne said teasingly. "All of you were watching us make out, weren't you?" Amanda asked shyly. Every face around the table lit up with huge grins. Kelsey was smiling broadly at us, nodding at me with approval as she caught my gaze. "Damn," Amanda said with a pretty blush before turning back to me. "We need to go somewhere more private." "Okay, but I don't have a car, so—" "No, I don't mean to another place. We just need to get away from this table." "Oh, right. What did you have in mind?" "Several things, but first I think I need some more liquid courage." "Why, are they the kind of things that require courage?" I joked. She gave me a wicked little grin. "They might be, but I definitely need some more alcohol before I have the guts to walk through the club in this outfit again!" she said, looking at her top and skirt pointedly. As I gazed at her sexy outfit, I realized with a start that my hand was still on her side. I pulled it away, but before I got too far she grabbed it and put it right back. "Don't. I like it when you hold me like that." I took a few gulps of air as I desperately tried to draw a breath. Amanda turned her head back to the table and looked around for a second. "Britney, are you going to drink that?" she asked a small blonde girl who was sitting next to Mikaela. The blonde shook her head with a little grimace, then handed her three-quarters full glass over to Amanda. It had some orange-red type of cocktail in it. "You want to try it?" Amanda asked me as she took her straw out of her old glass and switched it around with Britney's straw, then offered me the glass. "Sure," I said, shrugging a little. I wasn't terribly fond of cocktails, but right then she could have asked me to drink burning gasoline, and I'd have gladly done so. I took a long swig of the cocktail. It was cold, pretty sweet, and tasted heavily of oranges. It was also very, very strong. "Holy crap, that's got a lot of alcohol in it!" I gasped. "Really?" Amanda asked. She took the straw between her own lips and sipped for a few seconds; her eyes lit up in surprise, and she eagerly took a few more sips. With some surprise I watched as she drained the whole drink. "Hmmm, that was really good. I think I want another one of those." "Are you sure?" I asked, a little concerned as I put the glass back on the table. There had been enough alcohol in that drink to probably make me walk on my hands after just two glasses, and Amanda weighed maybe half of what I did. "I don't want you to get drunk," I said carefully. "Why not," she asked with a slight giggle. "You could take advantage of me!" "I would never do that!" She gave me another little kiss. "I know, silly. Besides, if you ever do take advantage of me, I hope you'll do it when I'm sober so I can enjoy it more!" she said with a saucy grin. I stared at her with my mouth wide open. Her grin was decidedly happy, and I noticed her cheekbones and nose were starting to turn a little red. "Do you see Robin anywhere?" she asked after a few moments. Reluctantly, I turned away from Amanda for a few seconds so I could glance around the VIP area. "Nope, I don't see her." "Oh, great! First she tries to steal you and now she won't get me another drink!" "Are you really sure you should have another one?" I asked. "Damon, please don't be a party pooper. I don't like a party pooper." Her face turned into a frown, which actually looked quite cute with the redness on it. "I'm sorry," I said quickly. "How about I just go get you another one myself?" "Would you, please?" she said, her smile returning instantly. "Sure," I said as I got up. "Get yourself another drink too!" "I don't normally drink that much alcohol," I said a bit hesitantly. "Neither do I!" she giggled. "Come on, let's have fun!" I shrugged. Why the hell not? I could imagine about a billion worse things to do than to get a little drunk with a ridiculously hot blonde. "Oh, and Damon?" Amanda asked, grabbing my hand before I could walk off. "Yeah?" "Please get a cocktail too? That beer doesn't taste very good. When I kiss you, I mean, and I definitely want to do more of that later. Hurry back!" I couldn't wipe the stupid grin off my face as I walked towards the bar. I passed the guard at the VIP entrance, making sure he still remembered me. The last thing I wanted was to not be let back in and disappoint Amanda. The bar was lined with people, and I patiently inched my way closer. Once I finally managed to sidle up to the bar, Gino happened to be nearby and I waved to him. "Hey Damon, what do you need?" he asked, giving me a large smile. "Can you make two more of those cocktails?" I asked. "Which one? I usually make about half a dozen different ones for the girls." "Eh, that red-orange fruity one." "Tequila Sunrise?" "I guess." "Sure thing," he said. Then he motioned for me to come a little closer. "How strong do you want it?" "How strong did you make the last ones?" "Pretty strong. Stacey always wants the ones for her friends loaded," he admitted. "Well, it's for Amanda. You know: gorgeous blonde, slender, weighs maybe one-ten? She's already had two. How much do you think she can handle beyond this?" Gino gave me a startled look. "She's already had two, and she wants two more?" "No, one's for me." "I thought you drank beer?" "She asked me to have a cocktail instead of a beer because they taste better when she kisses me," I grinned. "Besides, I'm a sucker for gorgeous blondes who are half naked, so whatever she wants me to drink, I'll drink." "Nice going, buddy!" Gino gave me a knowing grin as he started mixing the two cocktails. A few minutes later he handed me two glasses filled to the brim. "This one," he said, pointing to the one in my right hand, "is like the others I made. This other one is almost virgin. Now, I really like those girls; I'd be very unhappy if I heard that one of them got drunk and got taken advantage of. Very unhappy. Do you understand me?" I nodded. "Yeah. Don't worry, Amanda's getting the virgin one." "I'm glad to hear that. Enjoy yourself!" he said with a smile as he turned to take another customer's order. I arrived back at the table to find Amanda, Kelsey, Stacey, and Carynne talking to each other, their heads close together. All the other girls seemed to have found something else to do, as they were nowhere to be seen. Amanda and Kelsey had scooted up and were sitting near the middle of the booth, off to Stacey's right, with Carynne sitting on Stacey's left. I quietly sat down at the end of the booth, a bit disappointed that Amanda had moved up so far. I wanted to move up to the middle myself, but figured it would be pathetically obvious and would just get me laughed at. "Amanda, I've got your drink," I said softly, not wanting to disturb her if she and her friends were having a serious discussion. To my relief, Amanda immediately turned her face to me and smiled beautifully. "Thank you! Why are you sitting all the way over there? C'mere." She patted the bench right next to her. I tried to hide my happy grin as I scooted up, stopping when I was about a foot away from her. "That's not where you were sitting earlier, Damon," Amanda said with a seductive look on her gorgeous face. "Come closer." I scooted a few inches closer, then gave her a questioning look. "Closer," she whispered. "Much, much closer." I gulped as I slowly slid myself along the couch until I felt that oh-so-fantastic touch of her leg and hip against me. "Mmmm, much better," she purred. "Here's your drink," I said, putting the virgin one in front of her. She gave me an appraising look. "Thank you," she said, then calmly reached out, took my glass and started draining it. I opened my mouth to object, but the words wouldn't come out. I watched as she drank about half of another one of the way-too-strong cocktails, then she loudly put her glass down and sensually licked her lips. "Very, very yummy," she said. "You made mine a virgin, didn't you?" "Eh, I..." I stammered, trying to come up with an excuse. Finally I sighed. "Yes, I did." She smiled victoriously. "I knew it. Oldest trick in the book, Damon. Next time you should make your own drink the virgin so that ... when I swap them..." she looked a little confused for a second, then continued, "so that when I swap them, I get the ... virgin one." I grinned and just nodded at her banter. With almost three loaded glasses of alcohol inside her, it seemed likely her conversations would get a little sillier. "Don't worry," she said softly. "All that really happens to me when I get drunk is that I get a little more giggly." "I'm not that worried, but that third drink was probably a bit too much, Amanda." "I know, but I need to be a little bit tipsy first." "For what?" "Dancing. While I'm wearing this tiny, slutty outfit," she said teasingly, slowly rubbing her hands over her breasts. I stared slack-jawed at her sensuality, briefly glancing at the other girls to see if they had seen. They were still talking to each other and were not paying any attention to us, however. "Do you like what I'm wearing?" Amanda asked sexily. "I think you are the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my life," I said honestly. "Mmmm, I like hearing that. What do you like most about these clothes?" "You being in them." She blushed a pretty red and leaned closer, giving me a soft smooch. "That's a very sweet answer, but I really want to know what part of the outfit you like best." I swallowed loudly as I whispered, "Your skirt." "Oh, yeah, Kelsey said you like short skirts." I nodded. "Do you like it when it is this short?" I nodded again. "When it barely covers my butt?" "Yes," I breathed softly. "What do you like about a short skirt? The way a girl shows off her legs? Or the way it fits snugly around her ass?" "That's like asking me to pick between utter joy or pure bliss!" I grinned. Amanda giggled. "I guess I just want to know what part of me you like the best." "Every part. You are so gorgeous, I can't just pick one part of you." "Mmmm, you're a flatterer," she said, kissing my cheek again. "I mean every word, Amanda," I said softly, my heart in my throat. "I know you do. You're so sweet." "Do you like wearing skirts that are this short?" I asked, shifting in my seat to try and hide my hard-on. "Yes, I do. Do you want to know why girls wear short skirts?" she whispered sultrily. "Why?" She leaned in closer and put her mouth near my ear. "Because it makes boys look at us, and we like it when boys look at us. It makes us horny." I swallowed loudly. "You're going to have a lot of boys looking at you in this skirt," I breathed. "I only care about one particular boy looking at me," she said with a little shrug. "Now, do you wanna dance?" "I uh, I'd like to, but ... I can't really dance," I admitted, feeling a bit stupid. For the first time in my life I wished I had listened to my mom when she kept harping on me about taking dancing lessons. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone!" Amanda said with an intimate, playful smile. "Okay, but we have to wait a few minutes though," I said, a little bit embarrassed. My cock was rampantly standing at attention in my pants. Her eyes flickered downward for a second, then back to my face as she smiled wickedly. I almost jumped when I suddenly felt her hand softly brushing along my bulge, as if she was just checking up on my condition. "If you do that, we won't get to dancing any time soon," I said with a loud gulp. "Mmmm, it's an interesting alternative," Amanda teased, "but I really want to go dancing, so I'll be a good girl. For now." After a few minutes of just patiently sitting and waiting for my cock to go down—in itself not an easy feat because of the sheer mindblowing hotness of the girl sitting next to me—I finally got up. Amanda quickly followed, though not before she kicked off her high heels and just went barefoot. The other girls shot us big smiles as Amanda motioned that we were going upstairs. I went up the staircase first, offering Amanda my hand. My mom had repeatedly drilled me about always going up a staircase first if I was with a girl, rather than letting her go first so I could stare at her ass. With Amanda's deliciously short skirt I was sure it would be an amazing sight, but it would also be very, very obvious. Amanda quickly took charge once we got to the top floor, grabbing my hand and pulling me along with her as she dodged through the teeming mass of people. After about a minute she had found us a spot somewhere in the middle where we could at least move individually rather than be tossed around as the entire crowd moved. With Nas' latest jam playing, Amanda started dancing smoothly, synchronizing her body to the beat without effort. I had to start, stop and start over just to get the beat right and felt clumsy beside her. She was smiling warmly at me as we danced. She was going easy on me, though every now and then she let herself go a little, flashing some moves that clearly could only be pulled off by someone who danced for hours every day. "Are you enjoying yourself?" she asked, when she saw my slight frown of frustration in trying to keep up with her. "Yes, I just feel like Shrek next to you!" I sighed. She peeled off a few ripples of golden laughter at my joke, then she put her hands on my arm and hip. "You're doing fine, you just need to try to relax a little more." "Swimmers don't really make for great dancers, I guess," I said with a shrug. "Here, let me show you," she said. She pushed my hips a certain way at particular counts of the beat, and pulled my arm to get me to twist a little more smoothly rather than the robotic moves I had been doing, and within a minute or so I started feeling a bit more relaxed. I knew I still look way out of place besides this amazing girl, but I at least appeared to know what I was doing. "See? You're doing great!" she said encouragingly. "Thanks!" I smiled. For the next fifteen minutes we danced to several hip hop and pop songs, then the DJ put on a song I didn't recognize. Amanda let out a happy chirp of approval once it started, and the energy on the dance floor seemed to double as the mass of people increased their tempo, with several loud whoops of approval ringing across the crowd. Amanda apparently changed her difficulty setting from 'be hot, but don't make the guy look too bad' to 'fuck that dork. Dance, baby, dance!' as she let herself go, whirling and grooving in a perfect match to the beat. I tried valiantly to keep up with her, even managing to remember her little tips, but of course failed epically. I sort of plodded along, my eyes locked tight on her spectacular body as she twisted in front of me, a perfect techno raver. Her bottom lip was caught between her teeth, while her right hand was playing with her hair. Her left hand had grabbed the edge of her short skirt, occasionally tugging it back down after her sensual movements had caused it to creep up her hips a little too far. She was gyrating so sensually that I could feel my cock stir in my pants again; I was in complete amazement at the pure sexual energy that exuded from her. She danced on, apparently oblivious to the world around her, her eyes closed and her face almost glowing with joy. I wasn't the only one who was eagerly watching Amanda as several of the people nearest to us had turned and were looking at her with admiration. It was clear Amanda was in a league of her own. Any moment I was expecting someone to walk up to me and shoo me away, not worthy of being the dance partner of this goddess. I jumped in surprise when I felt a slap on my ass, and I whirled around to see my sister standing beside me with a huge grin on her face. "Hey! You having fun?" she chirped with amusement, rocking a little to the beat. "Yeah, though I'm feeling a bit outclassed," I said with a nod towards Amanda, who was still dazzling everyone around us. I leaned in closer to my sister so we could hear each other without having to shout. "She's something else, isn't she?" "She's an incredible dancer," I agreed. "I know. The dance team keeps trying to steal her away from us. Fortunately I can find ways to convince her to stay in cheer," my sister said with a sly little grin. I nodded as I just gave up dancing altogether. "How about you dance with her? You can probably keep up with her better than I can." "Nah, I can't match her when she's in the zone like this. She'll just make me look bad; she can make anyone look bad," Kelsey said with a little smile, though to me she seemed to be moving along to the beat just as well as Amanda was. We both silently watched the blonde dance for a few moments. "Do you know what song this is?" I asked. "It's Dyka Energia, from Ruslana. Amanda loves her music." "I can tell," I said as the lithe blonde twirled and grooved sexually, her little skirt sliding up onto her hips every few seconds after which she pulled it down again. I tried to see if she was wearing any panties, but there wasn't enough light to be able to tell for sure. "You sure like staring at her, don't you?" my sister grinned. "Can you blame me?" "No, I love staring at her myself." I grinned at my sister's flippant remark, then decided to broach the subject of Amanda with my sister. It seemed as good a time as any. "Hey, about Amanda and I..." "What about you two?" "Do you mind?" "Mind what?" "You know, what happened downstairs." "You mean you two making out?" "Yeah, that, and that she sort of claimed me." "Why would I mind that?" Kelsey asked, frowning. "Well, she's your best friend." "So?" "Don't most girls absolutely hate the idea of their brother dating their friends?" "I'm not like most girls," she grinned. "So you don't mind then?" "Damon! Have you actually listened to a thing I've been saying to you for the past week or so? How many more times do I have to point out to you how gorgeous and sweet Amanda is before you figure out I'm trying to get you to notice her?" "You were?" She sighed with a weary smile. "I swear, you are so clueless sometimes. Yes, oh ignorant brother, I was trying to get you to notice what a fantastic girl Amanda is. You know why? So that maybe you'd have the courage to ask her out." "Does she know you've been doing this?" "Uh-huh. Well, maybe not in so many words, but she mostly knows what I've been up to. She likes you, you know?" I couldn't help but smile foolishly. "Yeah, I think I'm getting that same idea. So you think she and I'd be a good match?" "Yes. You're a sweet, wonderful guy. You'd be perfect for her." I blushed. "What about the other way around?" Kelsey grinned naughtily. "You're probably a bit too innocent for her, but I'm sure she can fix that." "I'm too innocent for her?" I asked, perplexed. Kelsey giggled. "You're going to be in for a bit of a shock, I think. Don't let Amanda's sweet, soft voice and that perfectly cute face fool you; she is a naughty girl." I stood staring at my sister in silence for a few moments. "How naughty are we talking about?" I finally asked. "Oh no!" Kelsey laughed. "I'm not saying anything else on that subject. You'll find that out soon enough, I think!" We both watched for another minute as Amanda captivated her audience until finally the song ended. The dance floor around us erupted with applause for the stunning cheerleader, who opened her eyes and smiled demurely as she saw she was the center of attention. She quickly walked over to Kelsey and I, even as we applauded right along with the rest of the crowd. "Hey," she said, sounding as if she'd just taken a leisurely stroll along the mall. "Hey hon," my sister replied. "Nice dance!" "Yeah, that was amazing," I chimed in with admiration in my voice. "I'm sorry, Damon. I didn't mean to show you up like that," Amanda said, looking a bit embarrassed. "Don't worry, I loved watching you just as much as everyone else did," I said earnestly. She gave me a bright smile. "Thanks. I just really, really love dancing to that song!" "We could tell," Kelsey said with a wink. "It's just hard to control myself when I dance like that," Amanda admitted with a pert grin. Then she grabbed both our arms and pulled us towards her. "Come on, I want to dance more!" We danced for what must have been hours, with several of the other cheerleaders joining us from time to time. Guys continuously kept trying to intrude, but though they could get the other girls to dance with them every now and then, Amanda and Kelsey seemed solely focused on dancing with me and each other. Amanda had obviously gotten fired up as she didn't hold back, whirling and shaking her way around me, even going so far as to pull of that 'grind your ass against the guy while looking innocently over your shoulder at him' move a few times. It drove me completely crazy, and for the most part I was dancing with an agonizingly hard cock in my pants. Though I had excellent endurance, I finally had to take a breather. My legs were screaming at me, and I had sweat pouring down my body, soaking my shirt. "I'm gonna go take a break," I told the girls. "Typical swimmer, he can only go for a short while!" my sister teased me with a poke in my side, causing Amanda to giggle. Both of them looked little more than slightly winded as they kept on dancing. It was a sobering realization that they were probably more fit than I was, though I knew full well just how much cardio training Kelsey did on a daily basis. She was in unbelievable shape. I wormed my way through the crowd over to the bar, patiently standing in line until finally managing to get a bartender's attention long enough for him to get me another cocktail. All the dancing seemed to have cleared most of the alcohol out of my system so it was time to restock. I was reaching for my wallet when a hand touched me on my ass. "No need for money, handsome," Stacey whispered in my ear, gently pushing the wallet back in my pocket. "You don't have to pay for all my drinks, Stacey," I objected. "In fact, let me buy you one, as a thank you for driving us here." "Don't be silly, Damon. You know I don't care about money," she said, waving at the bartender that it was okay. "Well, what can I do then as a thank you?" I asked as I took a deep gulp of my drink. Once again, it was very strong. I wondered if that was just a staple of the bars here. Stacey looked me straight in the eye and got a naughty little smile on her face. "There are a few things I can think of," she said, licking her lips. I got very uncomfortable under her predatory gaze, and I wondered if she was really saying what I thought she was saying. "Uh ... I'm uh ... kind of involved with Amanda," I stammered softly. "Involved?" Stacey smiled happily. "Have you two been naughty while I wasn't watching?" "Naughty?" I exclaimed. "No, of course not!" I could feel myself start to blush furiously. "You're not involved until you've gotten at least a little naughty. Simply making out for a bit doesn't mean you're serious." "I don't think it means you can just mess around, either." "I'm not saying anything about messing around," Stacey said calmly. "Besides, I'd have to get Kelsey's permission before we could do that anyways." "Kelsey? What does she have to do with this?" Stacey looked at me with surprise. "She's one of my best friends. You can't go fool around with your best friends' brothers without their permission!" she said, though her tone of voice left me to wonder if she really felt as strongly about that as she pretended to. "We're not like you guys, you know." I grinned at her remark. "What do you mean by that, exactly?" "Oh, I think you know. You men are all scum! You'd happily screw one of your best friends' sisters if she was hot," she said with a little accusing grin. "Not all guys would do that!" "Really? How many good friends do you have? Guys, I mean?" "Eh ... five, I guess," I said hesitantly. "How many of them do you think would be interested in your sister?" "I don't know. Most of them, probably. I mean, she's a great girl," I admitted, quickly glancing over at my sister who was dancing very closely with Amanda. Seeing the two of them so obviously intimate together made me remember their scene in their shower, and I felt my mouth go dry. Stacey leaned in closer, and the smell of her perfume filled my nostrils. "Yes, she is. How many of them do you think would happily fuck your little sister senseless, without you knowing about it?" I shook my head. "I don't think any of them would." "You either have the best friends in the whole world, or you really don't know them that well. I'd bet that at least four of those friends would love to bang the shit out of Kelsey, and if the only way they could do that was to go behind your back, they would." I fidgeted a little as Stacey's blunt comments were actually making me pretty damn horny. As much as I tried to resist it, I kept seeing images of Kelsey being fucked. My beautiful sister, naked, sweat running down her sexy body while guys nailed her from behind, her mouth hanging open in a gasp of pleasure as she got pounded. I felt my shaft urgently push against my khakis. "No, they wouldn't," I repeated. I wished I didn't sound as if I was trying to convince myself. I thought back to what Brian had said earlier. "I guess you have really good friends then," Stacey conceded, though her tone left no doubt what she was really thinking. "In any case, I would ask your sister first before I messed around with you." "What's with all this talk of messing around with me, anyways?" I said, trying to play it cool. Stacey took on a shy girl's attitude as she coyly shuffled her foot while batting her eyelashes at me. "I can't help it, Damon, your body is just so hot," she said with a perfectly innocent voice. She trailed a finger down my chest and across my abs. "It just makes lil' ole me all flustered, an' I need to fan myself to cool down!" I laughed as she gave me a happy grin. "Wow. It's scary how well you do that," I said. "I find it helps me get what I want a lot more often." "My sister was right about you! You're a bad girl!" I teased her. "Oh, she said that, did she?" Stacey said, her eyes sparkling. "I'm going to have a chat with little miss Kelsey about that." "Are you denying it?" "No, not at all. I'm actually a very bad girl. It's just not fair of her to warn guys beforehand!" she giggled. Before she could say anything else, the music changed from modern hip hop to, of all things, Sugar Hill Gang's 'Apache'. "What the heck?" I said, very surprised. "I didn't exactly expect to hear 'Tonto' in this club." "Our DJ is weird enough to play it, but I'm sure one of the girls asked for it." "Why? To put everyone to sleep?" "No, quite the opposite. Come on, I promise you'll want to watch this!" "What, everyone jumping around and pretending to hold a lasso?" She grinned. "It'll be more interesting than that, trust me!" She grabbed my arm and dragged me across the crowded dance floor to where I had left Kelsey and Amanda. A small circle had been cleared for my sister and her friends. From the looks of it, all the girls that had been at the table earlier were now assembled on the dance floor, standing in a line. They were all grinning as they began a synchronized dance. As I watched for a few moments, I realized it was a very, very kinky dance. Tight little asses shook enticingly in short skirts and the girls' hands had a noticeable obsession with running over their own breasts. After the first chorus, the girls partnered up, my sister joining with Amanda. Facing each other very closely, Kelsey put one of her legs between Amanda's as they started grinding against one another, following the goofy music perfectly. Then, rather than jump around like idiots, the girls whirled around each other, their mouths almost meeting as they spun. Loud groans of appreciation were going up through the crowd as the girls put on a show that Vegas would be proud of. "Damn, is that one of your normal cheerleading routines?" I asked Stacey, stunned at what I was seeing. "I wish!" she scoffed as she turned to face me. "We'd get our asses kicked off the team so fast if we did this on the field. Do you like it, though?" "Yeah," I moaned as Amanda circled around Kelsey and started grinding against my sister from behind, her hands sensually running along my sister's naked tummy and sides. Kelsey's face was pulled into an innocent 'Oh' as Amanda's hands slid over her skirt, tracing the contours of her ass. My sister was staring straight at me, and I could see her beautiful eyes sparkle with joy. "You know, even with how short that skirt is, I don't think Amanda's wearing any panties," Stacey whispered in my ear as she moved close against me. I could feel her firm breasts press against my chest, and my dick again staggered in my pants. My eyes locked on Amanda's ass, following her every move, trying to see what was underneath that heavenly short skirt. I nearly jumped out of my skin when I suddenly felt Stacey's hand rub across my bulge through my khakis. She had a dreamy look in her eyes as she blatantly played with my cock, stroking along the edge and squeezing the head between her thumb and forefinger. "Stacey, what are you..." I began. "Sshhh, don't talk," she said, softly rubbing a finger on my lower lip. "You just keep looking at Amanda's tight ass." I glanced around, worried that people might be watching us, but everyone seemed completely absorbed by the hot girls on the dance floor. I quickly returned my gaze to Amanda's butt. Stacey's hand, meanwhile, kept eagerly playing with my cock, deftly stroking it through my pants. She rubbed the palm of her hand against my shaft while her fingers tickled the top, and I shivered with pleasure. "Do you like this too?" Stacey asked teasingly. "Yes," I groaned. Stacey just smiled as she kept teasing my cock, rubbing and grinding her hand against it. I felt the precum soak my boxers and sighed loudly at the wonderful feeling of Stacey's hand. Before things got any further, however, the song ended, leading to a massive roar of applause from the crowd that had been enthralled by the girls and their sexy dance. Stacey got an evil grin on her face as she stopped her wonderful handiwork. "Sorry, stud, song's over!" I was silent for a moment as I tried to wrap my mind around that statement. "What?" I finally mumbled, quite eloquently, as Avril Lavigne's 'Girlfriend' started blasting over the speakers. Stacey just continued grinning at me as she shrugged her shoulders. Before I could figure out what to say, Amanda came walking up to us, squeezing her slender body around several people. "Hey, hey, you, you, I don't like your girlfriend!" Amanda mimicked with a wide grin, shaking her head as she pointed her finger at us. Stacey giggled and put on a perfect pout as Amanda told me she thought I needed a new one and that she'd volunteer for the job. "You know, I think I'd really like to be your girlfriend," Amanda said as she grabbed my head and kissed me deeply. I moaned into her kiss and returned it with passion, my cock still loudly demanding to be taken care of. Amanda moved in closer, rubbing her tummy against my shaft as her tongue explored my mouth. From the corner of my eye, I saw Carynne walk up to Stacey. "Stacey ... ing horny!" I thought I heard her say. Stacey smiled ecstatically at the young brunette and put her arm around the small girl's shoulders, leading her off towards the back. Amanda bit my tongue gently as if to remind me where my attention should be, and I immediately refocused on her kiss. Our lips remained locked for a few more wonderful moments before she let up with a loud sigh, her beautiful face set in a perfect smile that showed off her pearly white teeth. Her eyes looked down for a second, and I blushed slightly, my throbbing cock still standing fully at attention in my pants. Amanda's hand gently touched it as she winked at me. "Is that because of my dance, or my kiss?" "Both..." I stammered after a second's hesitation. I figured she probably didn't want to hear that her friend had been rubbing my cock a few moments earlier. "Mmmm, I can't believe how hard you are," Amanda whispered sultrily, teasing my cock with her hand. "Isn't it very uncomfortable in your pants that way?" "Yes, it is," I sighed, slightly frustrated. "Would you like me to do something about it?" she asked, her tongue licking her lips. I stared at the young blonde vision in amazement, unable to speak. "I'll take that as a yes," she giggled. She noticed my half empty cocktail, took it, and drained it in one long gulp. Smacking her lips, she grabbed my hand and pulled me along with her, going in the same direction that Stacey had led Carynne. It took us a few minutes to get through the crowd and back into the little corridor that we had come in through earlier. Amanda walked to the back office and opened the door, stepping into the doorway. As I followed her into the office, my eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. Carynne was lying on her back on the desk with her legs up in the air. Her skirt was slid up on her hips, and her panties were pulled sideways onto her ass. Stacey was kneeling in front of her, the tall blonde's face buried between the small brunette's legs. I could see Stacey's tongue eagerly licking Carynne's sexy little slit, skillfully alternating between teasingly lapping along her cunt, or nibbling on her budding clit, which caused her to groan loudly. I felt Amanda's hand start to rub on my cock, and I clenched my teeth. I was getting so horny that I felt my cock would just explode any second, and I needed relief in the worst possible way. Amanda tugged on my cock a little, guiding me closer towards the amazing spectacle that was taking place right in front of us. Neither Stacey nor Carynne paid us any attention as they kept up their entertainment. Stacey was using her thumb to diddle Carynne's clit even as she noisily lapped at that obviously moist pussy in front of her. Carynne was squirming on the desk, with her hand tangled in Stacey's hair as she tried to pull her friend's face deeper into her pussy, while at the same time grinding her little snatch up and down against Stacey's face. Stacey moaned loudly with pleasure as she tried to lick every part of Carynne's pussy at once. As I kept staring in disbelief at the hot scene in front of me, Stacey put a finger against Carynne's cunt and slowly, teasingly shoved it inside. The small brunette groaned with relish as her friend's finger slipped fully inside her, while Stacey's tongue teased her clit. As soon as her finger bottomed out, Stacey started pumping it in and out of Carynne's juicy slit. The young girl squealed with pleasure at her pussy getting fucked, and it took mere seconds for the tall blonde's finger to get absolutely drenched in her juices. "Do you see how wet her pussy is?" Amanda whispered in my ear, while her hand was still stroking my shaft through my khakis. "I bet that would feel really nice around your cock. It's probably so unbelievably tight and so juicy. I don't think you'd last very long inside it, hmm?" I stared at Amanda in a bit of a shock. Was she actually suggesting that I fuck her friend? The mere thought made my cock stagger. She caught my gaze and grinned. "Relax, I'm just teasing you a little. That big load that's in your balls right now belongs to me, and I'm not sharing it," she said, sensually licking her lips. Stacey, meanwhile, was lustily plowing away in Carynne's cunt, her finger almost blurring as she fingerfucked that tight pussy. Carynne's slit was absolutely soaked, evidenced by the loud sopping noises that burst out of it on every thrust of Stacey's finger, and the little brunette trashed about wildly on the desk, swiping a lamp clear off the table. Neither girl paid any attention to the crash and the sounds of broken glass that followed. They obviously only cared about one thing. Stacey pulled her finger out and sucked it into her mouth, moaning delightedly at the taste. She sensually swirled her tongue around it, then let it pop back out. "Mmmm baby, you taste so good," she said lewdly, putting her finger back against Carynne's slit and joining another alongside it. As Stacey started to slowly shove the two fingers inside Carynne's cunt, I groaned with lust. My cock again jumped in Amanda's hand. Stacey briefly glanced at us, a satisfied grin on her face, then she refocused her attention on her gorgeous friend. Amanda's hand was stroking my shaft, and I was clenching my teeth to stop from shooting off right in my pants. "Fuck me! Harder, Stace, harder!" the little brunette mewled, her entire body grinding and shivering at the rough invasion. Stacey's fingers were hammering away inside her, small drops of her pussy juice being flung about because of Stacey's actions. I felt my mouth go dry as Carynne's pussy glistened in the overhead light. Stacey continued her treatment for a few seconds, then paused, pulling her fingers out to Carynne's obvious disappointment. Stacey licked Carynne's slit for a few moments, then shoved her fingers back inside, continuing to fuck her friend with both tongue and fingers. "Fuck yes! Finger me! Suck my cunt! Oh God!" Carynne screamed as Stacey violated her pussy. I noticed that the office was slowly starting to smell like sex; the delicious scent of Carynne's hot, excited pussy practically overwhelmed all my other senses. I wanted nothing more than to swap places with Stacey. Stacey paused for a second, taking the time to lick her fingers clean and lube them up, then drove both of them all the way inside again, to her knuckles. She was breathing heavily through her open mouth as she furiously drilled her two fingers in and out. "You like that, don't you, you little slut? My fingers fucking your little cunt? I know you love it!" she hissed. Carynne was unable to answer, her body convulsing in pure ecstasy. Stacey actually had to place a hand on Carynne's sexy tummy and hold her down to keep her from bouncing right off the desk. The blonde locked her mouth on Carynne's clit again, sucking wantonly. Carynne drew in a huge breath as she arched her back. "She's gonna cum," Amanda sighed softly. I watched in awe as Carynne's body started to buck, with her pussy grinding and bumping against Stacey's face. Stacey just moaned with pleasure as she thrust her both her tongue and fingers deeply inside Carynne's cunt. "Fuck!" Carynne screamed at the top her lungs as she plunged over the edge; her orgasm tore through her, causing her body to convulse wildly with pleasure. "Lick it, Stacey, oh God, lick me!" she squealed as her hand clenched in Stacey's hair. Stacey's only reply was to lick and fingerfuck Carynne harder as she groaned while drinking her gorgeous friend's juices. Carynne shuddered and squealed as her body twitched with sexual energy until finally she stopped, relaxing in one huge breath. Stacey got up and pulled her into a sitting position, grabbing her head and deeply kissing her. Both hot girls moaned as they kissed, their tongues wrestling aggressively. Even in the office's fairly dim light, I could see the juice that coated Stacey's face. As they kissed hungrily, Stacey continued to slowly slide her fingers inside Carynne's pussy, causing the small girl to moan even louder. Amanda and I watched the spectacle in front of us in awe, neither of us speaking. My mouth was open in absolute disbelief, but Amanda's smile seemed almost knowing and approving. With the hot girl-on-girl action right in front of me, combined with Amanda's incessant playing with my cock through my pants, I was very rapidly approaching the point of no return. Carynne leaned back from the kiss and lay back down on the desk as Stacey's fingers again started to rapidly plow into her. The sopping noises from her wet pussy echoed through the office, and I had to override my cock's angry demands that it be allowed to ravage the sexy brunette. "Amanda, I can't hold it much longer," I moaned softly in her ear. She flashed me a huge smile and immediately stopped her jerking. "Okay, let's go take care of you then," she said. She quickly walked up to her smoking hot friends, who were again happily going at it. "Stace, can we use one of the other offices?" Amanda asked sweetly, tapping the tall blonde on her shoulder. "Of course, sexy. Have fun!" Stacey said, turning to nod at Amanda with a huge smile before returning her attention to Carynne's pussy. "Thanks!" Amanda turned and walked out of the office, pulling me along with her. My eyes remained locked on the two girls fooling around, until Amanda dragged me back into the corridor. "Oh my God!" I exclaimed a few moments later, as Amanda and I entered another small office, two doors down from the one where Stacey had just given us an unbelievable demonstration of how to properly lick and finger a girl into a stupor. "You liked that, huh?" Amanda grinned wickedly, squeezing my cock through my pants. "Is she a lesbian?" I asked. "Who, Stacey? Or Carynne?" "Stacey. Well, both, I guess." "Stacey just loves to fuck and she doesn't care who it's with. We think Carynne likes girls better than boys, but we're not entirely sure. Besides, she's so addicted to sex she'd never say no to getting fucked by anyone." "Have you ... with either of them?" I stammered. Amanda's gorgeous smile lit up her face as she pushed me down onto the couch. "Hey, mind your manners! You don't ask a lady questions like that" she giggled. "That's not a denial," I said breathlessly. "How about we focus on this thing here?" Amanda's hands unzipped my jeans and unbuttoned it. She fidgeted with my boxers a little before pulling my hard cock out, then slowly started to jerk it. "Mmmm, that's a very nice cock," she sighed in appreciation. "Oh, shit," I grunted as I put my head back against the couch. After all the incessant teasing my cock had endured, I knew that I wasn't going to be able to hold it for much longer. Amanda's hand sensually slid across my hard pole, occasionally just lightly rubbing across the skin, other times grabbing and tugging firmly. Her face was mere inches from my shaft, but she made no move to get any closer as her hand kept stroking energetically. Every now and then she'd bunch the foreskin up around the head of my cock, then she seemed almost mesmerized by the precum that gathered on it. "I can't last any longer," I said apologetically after a few moments of her wonderful jerking. My cock had been teased so badly the entire evening that I was amazed it hadn't started spraying the second the gorgeous blonde had touched it. "That's okay, don't worry. I want to watch you cum anyways," Amanda breathed. She rubbed all along my shaft, her hot breath tickling my flesh. I groaned as she kept jacking me off, my precum soaking her soft hand and causing her to smear it all over my rampantly hard cock. "Mmmm, your cock is so fucking hard. I want to watch you cum. I want to see it spray everywhere," Amanda moaned. I grunted, not able to respond as I felt that familiar sensation start in my balls. I began fucking my cock into her fist as she increased her pace, her little hand blurring as she tugged eagerly on my shaft. "Come on, give it to me!" Amanda begged. "Do you want me to take my top off, so you can cum on my tits?" "Oh fuck!" I cried out loudly as my body started tensing up. The image of her perky tits being soaped by my sister in the shower flashed through my mind, and it was the last straw. "Oops, I guess there's no time for that!" Amanda giggled. I gasped in surprise as she lowered her mouth, her wet tongue starting to lick my balls. I let out a load groan as she lashed my balls, slurping everywhere. When she took my left testicle in her mouth, I spasmed as if someone had stabbed me, and an absolute torrent of cum rocketed out of my shaft. It shot everywhere, splashing all over my shirt and Amanda's hand, while one huge glob flung into her hair. "Mmmm, fuck yeah! Give me more! Cum for me!" the lithe blonde begged as she looked up from licking my balls, flinching slightly as several drops splattered on her cheeks and forehead. I fired several smaller spurts which soaked her hand and my balls before another massive rope of cum erupted. As if in slow motion, I watched Amanda duck her face out of the way, and the string of semen sprayed over her white fishnet top and onto her tummy. "It's so hot!" Amanda marveled as my cock dribbled some more cum over her hand before I finally fell back into the couch, completely spent. "God, you both cum like fountains, it's unbelievable!" the glorious, wonderful nymph sighed as she smeared my cum all over her belly, causing it to glisten sexily. My mind tried to tell me there was something absolutely delicious about that sentence, but I was too drained to try to figure it out. "You bad boy, you came all over my top! I bet you would have liked shooting it on my naked tits, hmm?" Amanda said with a sparkling laugh. She put her hand in her hair, feeling the sticky goo there too. "You got it in my hair too!" "Sorry," I grinned unapologetically. "You don't look very sorry," she accused teasingly. "I'm not, no. I'm sorry I got some on your face, though." She gave me a puzzled look. "Why would you be sorry about that?" "I figured you didn't like it? When you flinched away, I mean." "Oh!" she grinned. "I did that because I didn't want you to make a mess of my makeup. Besides, what would you think of me if I let you shoot your cum on my face on our first date?" I laughed joyfully. "So we're on a date, huh?" "Well, I sure hope so! I think I'd be setting whole new standards of sluttiness if I jerked you off before we'd even been on a single date!" I leaned forward, mesmerized by her beauty. She smiled at me as our faces came closer together, and we kissed, tenderly this time. I locked my hand behind her neck, softly massaging it as her wonderful kiss and the smell of her perfume again sent massive waves of infatuation through me. She was driving me absolutely crazy! We broke our kiss, and I looked into her eyes. "I'd love to go out on another date with you sometime soon," I said. "Yeah, I'll bet you do!" she giggled, giving a playful tug on my rapidly deflating cock. "No, seriously, Amanda. I want to take you out to a movie and dinner, or something like that. I want to spend more time with you." She gave me a wonderfully happy smile. "I'd love that, Damon. I really want to get to know you better too." We were both still smiling at each other when the door to the office opened, and a young, blond-haired man in his mid to late twenties walked in. He was wearing an absolutely immaculate, charcoal business suit, and his attention was so focused on a somewhat elderly gentleman behind him, that he did not see us at first as he strode towards the desk. "I'm sorry about my sister. She keeps thinking this entire club is her personal playpen," the young man said apologetically. The elderly man was about to answer when he saw us, and his eyes opened wide in surprise. Between my cock that was still hanging out of my pants, Amanda's skimpy little outfit, and the fairly huge amount of cum I'd shot on her, there was of course no doubt as to what we'd been doing. The younger man turned towards us as he saw the elderly man's reaction. His own look was no less amazed for a second, then it turned into outrage. "Stacey!" he roared. "Get your fucking friends out of my goddamned office!" A few minutes later after having cleaned ourselves up, Amanda and I were standing with Carynne outside the office. We were pretty embarrassed, listening to Stacey get a lecture from Roger—the guy in the suit—who happened to be her older brother as well as the manager of the club. Roger's rant touched on a wide variety of topics, including Stacey's lack of respect for his business, her always fooling around in his office, plus several other issues, and he shouted at her that he was fed up with it. "Are we going to be in trouble, you think?" I asked Amanda. "I'll take the blame for it if we are." "Awww, isn't he sweet?" Amanda said to Carynne, who just smiled and nodded in reply. The beautiful blonde turned to me and shook her head. "We'll be fine. This isn't the first time Roger has walked in on Stacey fooling around in his office. Usually he just sighs and leaves, but I guess this time he's just angry because he had someone important with him." "I take it Stacey's been entertaining someone in these offices a lot then?" I asked, throwing Carynne a sly wink. She had the good graces to blush slightly, but grinned proudly nevertheless. "She's been known to drag someone back here every now and then, yeah!" Amanda laughed. "Weren't you once caught here with he ... umph!" Carynne started to say before Amanda slapped her hand in front of her friend's mouth. "Be quiet, you!" Amanda glared at the little brunette who was laughing behind the hand clamped on her face. "Anything I should know about?" I asked lightly, my eyebrows raised curiously. "No!" Amanda said quickly, sticking her tongue out at me, causing both myself and Carynne to burst out laughing. Amanda blushed for a few moments, then laughed herself. The door opened and Stacey walked outside, rolling her eyes for our benefit. "I mean it, Stacey!" Roger's voice snapped from inside the office. "Whatever," Stacey said dismissively as she pulled the door shut behind her. "Are you okay?" I asked in concern. I didn't want to be the cause for problems between Stacey and her brother. "He really is a sweetie, isn't he?" Stacey asked Amanda with a smile. Amanda nodded in agreement. "I'm fine," Stacey continued. "Roger just needed to vent a little so he could look tough to the fire marshal. I've told him a hundred times already that he needs to give me one of those rooms for myself, and he keeps refusing. Maybe I should just fuck somebody right on the dance floor. Maybe that'll change his mind!" Both Carynne and Amanda giggled, while I stood stunned at her words, my mouth hanging open like a drooling idiot. Stacey looked at me for a second, then joined the other two girls in giggling. "God, you're so innocent. That's very cute." She leaned in and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Hey! Keep your hands off him!" Amanda objected with a totally fake look of outrage. "Sorry, baby. He's all yours, I promise," Stacey said with a smile. "Did you two have fun in there?" "Oh yeah!" Amanda smiled lewdly. I blushed brightly, causing all three girls to laugh at me as we walked back to the club itself. We looked around the dance floor but didn't see any of the other girls, so we went downstairs, picking up some more drinks from Gino on our way to our booth. Kelsey, Mikaela and a few of the others were sitting there, talking quietly. As soon as she saw us, Kelsey jumped up and rushed over. She hugged Amanda first, then me. "Where did you guys go?" she asked Amanda as we all sat down in the booth. "We had to take care of some urgent ... um, stuff," Amanda said with a little giggle. "I hope it was naughty, at least," Kelsey muttered, apparently not very happy about having been left alone. "Oh, it was very naughty," Amanda said, throwing me a meaningful glance. Kelsey caught her friend's glance and stared at me for a few moments, then she and Amanda exchanged a very particular look. A huge smile broke out on Kelsey's face as she started grinning. She leaned her head close to Amanda's and they began whispering, throwing me glances and naughty giggles every few moments. I shook my head with a wry smile, taking a few sips of my cocktail. I found I was quite beginning to like the fruity drink, especially the buzz the alcohol was giving me. Conversation flowed around the table for awhile, until Stacey, Carynne and Mikaela got up to go dancing again. Several of the other girls went with them, leaving me with just Amanda and Kelsey. Amanda was squished up closely against me, and I loved feeling her tight, sexy body pressed so firmly against mine. At some point I had put my hand on her bare leg, and she had thrown me a wide smile of approval. My cellphone rang, and I banged my knee into the table as I jumped. "Ow, shit!" I grumbled, wrenching myself half askew to get the damn thing out of my pocket. I flipped it open to see who it was, then mouthed an apology to the girls as I answered it. "Hey Brian," I said. "Hey D!" Brian said, sounding pretty happy. It was the kind of happy he always got once he had a dozen or so beers in him. "Are you still coming, man?" "Coming? Oh, the party!" I sighed. I had completely forgotten about it. "I don't know man, I'm having a really good time here." "Not now, babe!" he said, probably to someone with him. At least, I hoped it was to someone who was with him. "Here? Where's here?" "At this joint called Discovery." "Discovery? You mean that place on Broadway? What the fuck are you doing there?" Brian asked, sounding perplexed. He was more into the live music bar scene. "I went along with my sister and her friends." "Shit, out with your sister and ... oh wait. Your sister's a cheerleader, right?" he said as he started figuring it out. "Are all her friends cheerleaders too?" "Yeah," I said, trying not to sound too smug. "You fucking dog! So you're out with like a dozen hot, nubile teenagers?" he roared in approval. "Pretty much." "Bravo, D, bravo! That's what I call hauling in some pussy! Did you fuck 'em yet?" "Yeah man, I did, all of them," I said with a sigh. I loved Brian like he was my own brother, but once he got some beers in him, it was like talking to Erik. It was quiet for a few moments on the other end of the line. I was just about to ask him if he was still there when he said, "You fucked all of them? The whole squad?" "Jesus, Brian, I'm fucking kidding!" I sighed in exasperation. "Oh," he said, sounding nonplussed. "Well, if you can't get laid with those little high school princesses, come over here, man. These college chicks are sucking the chrome off trailer hitches tonight. It's fucking awesome!" "I think I'm fine right here, Brian." "Hey fucko, get me another beer! Yeah you, with the shitty haircut!" he shouted, again apparently to someone over there. "Sorry man, these freshmen are a bunch of stupid cunts. The guys anyways, the girls are fucking awesome," he said after a few moments, followed by the sound of him guzzling another beer. He belched loudly, then asked, "So are you coming or what?" "I'm good, really. But thanks." "Come on, D! I've had three of these hot chicks ask me if you're still going to come tonight. One of them asked about you after I just dumped a load of cum down her throat. Guess we know who she was thinking about, huh?" he laughed. "Fucking bitch, I feel used." I laughed despite myself. Once he'd had some drinks, Brian's mind stopped processing his thoughts before they went straight to his mouth. It usually led to him saying some very amusing things. "I'm cool, Brian, really." "Okay, D, your loss, man. See you at practice ... eh ... when the fuck is next practice?" "Monday afternoon." "Oh yeah. See you there?" "Yeah. See ya, Bri," I grinned as I hung up, dropping my phone on the table amidst the dozen other ones. It wouldn't be too hard to find again since it was at least three generations out of date compared to those that belonged to the girls, I realized sourly. I turned back to Amanda and my sister, only to see them both scooted down low in the booth, with Amanda resting her head on Kelsey's shoulder. "Are you okay, Amanda?" I asked, concerned. She flashed me a pretty smile and nodded. "I'm just a little tired, I guess." "Wore herself out dancing," Kelsey giggled as she dropped her arms in her lap under the table. I felt a brief pang of jealousy, as I would have loved to have offered my shoulder for Amanda to rest her head on, but I repressed it rapidly; they were best friends after all. I looked around a little, seeing that the place was still totally packed. It was only just around midnight, and I figured it would be open for a few more hours. It sure was an absolute goldmine—not that Stacey's family needed any more money. I felt Amanda shiver slightly against me, and I surreptitiously moved my gaze back to the two of them. Even though she had deliciously few clothes on, I couldn't imagine Amanda being cold as it was quite stuffy inside the club. I forced my eyeballs to stare off-center so hard they were actually starting to hurt as I kept an eye on the two girls. Amanda was nuzzling Kelsey's neck, her lips softly kissing my sister's smooth, flawless skin; the mere sight of that made my cock hard again. I felt Amanda's breathing getting heavier, and her sexy body moved softly against mine. Kelsey sighed gently, and I could no longer contain myself, turning my head and gazing at the two gorgeous girls beside me. I had to find out what they were doing! Amanda's hand was gripping the table, and she was panting heavily as she leaned against my sister. Kelsey, for her part, was half turned towards her blonde friend, licking her lips sensually as she watched Amanda writhe against her. For a second I couldn't figure out what was happening, then I noticed Kelsey's hand. Though it was dark underneath the table, it was pretty obvious that Kelsey had her left hand underneath Amanda's skirt. As I observed more closely, I could see her arm make little pumping motions. It didn't take much imagination to figure out what she was doing, and I stared in absolute awe as my little sister fingerfucked her best friend! "Fuck!" Amanda moaned as she grabbed Kelsey's arm with both her hands, pulling it tightly against herself. Her body seemed to cramp as she curled up, burying her face in my sister's neck. "Mmmm, God, yes!" she breathed as I felt her shudder against my side for a dozen seconds or so; then, she slowly relaxed, pulling her head back and blowing her hair out of her eyes. She was flushed, and she had a very satisfied smile on her slightly perspiring face. Kelsey looked up, gazing straight into my eyes. She smiled wickedly as she saw me staring at the two of them, then she brought her left hand to her lips and very demonstrably sucked her index and middle fingers into her mouth, swirling her tongue around them as she licked them clean. After a few moments, she teasingly let them slide out of her mouth, tugging on her bottom lip a little. I groaned inwardly as a small bead of her saliva clung alluringly to her fingers and her lip. "Who was that on the phone, Damon?" Amanda asked as if nothing had happened. "Oh, Brian, you know, he drove us home today," I gasped, swallowing loudly. I needed to get a grip on myself. "What did he call about?" "He wanted to know if I was going to come to that party tonight." "What party?" Kelsey asked. "Some college party a few girls invited us to." "What did they invite you for?" Amanda asked me teasingly. "To fuck, what else?" Kelsey snorted before I could answer. I coughed uncomfortably. Amanda seemed to enjoy my discomfort as she kissed my cheek. "Were you wanting to go?" she asked me softly. "No, I'm having way too much fun here with you," I said honestly. "Mmmm, that's sweet," she sighed as her hand dropped in my lap, easily finding my hard cock. Before things could get out of hand any further, Roger walked up next to the table. Amanda quickly withdrew her hand, but he shook his head with a weary grin, evidence that he had seen us. "Hey, have you guys seen Stacey?" he asked. "She went dancing," Amanda said. He sighed. "If you see her, please tell her to come up to my office, okay?" "Of course. Everything alright?" "No, it's not, actually. We're going to have to close for the night." "What?" both Kelsey and Amanda exclaimed, disappointment clear on their gorgeous faces. "I know. I'm sorry girls. The fire marshal is leaving me no choice." "That sucks!" Kelsey pouted. "Yeah, it does," he said somewhat angrily. "Tell Stacey to come find me, okay?" "Sure, Roger," Amanda said. The girls and I got up and went upstairs, scouring the dance floor for the others. We eventually found Stacey, Carynne and Mikaela dancing in a corner with some guys. Amanda told Stacey to go see her brother, and Kelsey explained to her other two friends what was going on. Their disappointment was palpable too. Stacey came back after about five minutes and told us to come with her. As we were walking towards the corridor that led to the offices, Roger's voice came on over the intercom system, explaining to all the guests that by order of the fire marshal, he was forced to close the club for the night due to some potentially faulty wiring that was deemed to be too much of a safety hazard. Amidst the boos and jeers, he apologized to everyone for the inconvenience and told them to get coupons at the door for two free drinks next time they visited, then the intercom clicked off. Stacey hugged her brother, then we walked through his office back outside to her car. We all piled in quickly as it was pretty cold outside, and none of the girls were dressed very warmly. "So, what are we doing?" Stacey asked as we all huddled in her 4Runner. I had taken a seat in the back, with Amanda leaning against me. Kelsey and Carynne were also in the backseat with us, making it slightly cramped, while Mikaela was sitting up front. "I don't want to go home yet," Carynne said. The other girls chimed in with similar statements. "We could go to the Dance Hall?" Mikaela offered. "Ugh, no," Stacey said. "Too many lame idiots there." "How about we all go to that college party?" Amanda said. "No way!" I quickly interjected. "Why not? Because you're worried about those girls attacking you?" she grinned, nudging me with her shoulder. "No, because I'm worried about guys attacking all of you," I said. "We can take care of ourselves," Amanda said confidently. "What party are you guys talking about?" Stacey asked. "Damon and his swim buddies got invited by a bunch of college girls to come to their party tonight," Kelsey said darkly. "Oh, really?" Stacey said with a large grin. "Why did they invite you, Damon?" "Because of his hot body!" Amanda said with a giggle, rubbing her hand over my chest. "Oh, a fuck party! We haven't been to one of those in awhile, Stacey," Carynne purred. "Yeah, we should go. Where is it at?" Stacey asked me. "Look, I don't even know if I could get you girls in," I objected. "Oh please. There's never been a party I couldn't talk my way into," Stacey said, dismissively waving her hand. "Now, where is it?" I sighed. "Are you sure about this?" I asked, looking at both Amanda and Kelsey. Amanda nodded eagerly, though my sister seemed nowhere near as thrilled about it. She looked at Amanda for a few moments, then reluctantly nodded her agreement. "Alright," I said as I pulled out my phone. "I'll ask Brian how to get there." ------- Chapter 5 It was about a thirty minute drive from downtown to Greek Row. Brian had given me fairly specific directions, at least as far as he was able to, but Stacey knew her way over there pretty well. It took us a few more minutes to find the specific sorority house, though seeing as how it was the only one with a huge crowd of people in front of it, it wasn't that hard. Stacey left her 4Runner parked on someone's lawn, and she just shrugged when I asked her if that wasn't going to get her ticketed or even towed. As we all walked up to the sorority house, I realized that the large majority of people who were currently standing outside were actually trying to get inside. A rather unfriendly looking trio of men in their mid-thirties were standing in front of the door, curtly telling anyone without invitations to either leave or get thrown off the front porch. Their immaculate business suits were partially hiding their apparent lack of necks. "Those guys look like they have very little sense of humor," I said, feeling a bit worried. "Professional bouncers," Stacey said. "It was pretty smart of those girls to hire some. It keeps parties like these from getting swamped by idiots you didn't invite." "Eh, I don't think any of you are invited," I reminded her. She smiled. "Just leave that to me." I had wrapped my arm around Amanda's shoulders while she walked arm in arm with Kelsey. As we walked across the lawn to the house, several of the guys outside started wolf-whistling at the girls, who were all wearing pretty skimpy clothes. The girls grinned in appreciation, though fortunately they kept right on walking. I was worried about them getting sexually assaulted if they stayed outside any longer than they had to. "Do you have invitations?" the bouncer on the left, a hulking guy with long blond hair, asked as we came up to the door. "No, but some of the girls invited me earlier this morning. My name is Damon Richards," I said. He checked a neatly printed list which had most names crossed out already. He found mine and scratched it through with a pen. "Alright, go inside. What about you girls, you invited?" "They're with me," I said. "Sorry, no guests." "Awww, come on," Stacey said sultrily as she walked up to him. "Parties like these can always use a few more hot girls, right?" "That's not my place to decide," he said, though he took his sweet time in checking out Stacey's luscious body. "What if I throw in some financial incentives?" she offered. "Not interested." She sighed and moved in closer to him, whispering something in his ear. His eyes opened wide, and he looked at her in surprise; in return, she teasingly licked her lips and gave him a slow wink. He swallowed loudly, then nodded his head towards the door. "Alright, you can all go in." The girls all stared at their friend in amazement as we went inside. "How did you get him to let us in, Stace?" Kelsey asked as we walked into the foyer. "I told him he could fuck Carynne up her little tail if he did," Stacey said. "What?!" Carynne exclaimed, her eyes wide open in surprise. I noticed she had an intrigued little grin on her face. "Relax, silly, I'm just kidding!" "Oh," Carynne said, somewhat disappointedly. "Want me to go back and really offer your ass to him?" Stacey asked with a challenging note in her voice. Carynne made some show of thinking it over, then she shook her head. "Nah, he'd probably tear me in half with his cock. I'll find a slightly smaller boy to amuse myself with." "I'm sure you will!" Stacey grinned. The other girls laughed at Stacey and Carynne's banter, and though I was a bit surprised at how blatant the two were, I joined in. I was pretty sure they were joking. I looked around as we walked inside, immediately noticing how well-kept the sorority house was. The girls obviously took great pride in keeping a neat house. We walked through several rooms, including a typical living room as well as an entertainment area, both of which were packed with people, though it wasn't so full as to be considered crazy. I definitely took note of how incredible the majority of the girls inside were. I didn't know whether they were all part of the sorority, of course, but even if they weren't, the sorority girls definitely had some smoking hot friends. The guys in attendance, for their part, seemed equally well-represented on the attractiveness scale. Most of the people were holding drinks and talking to members of the opposite sex. A few dozen of them were dancing in the entertainment area, with the music coming from some dark, smoky room off to the back, and several couples were making out here and there, though nothing really inappropriate seemed to be happening anywhere. The five girls with me were all drawing quite a lot of attention in their very sexy attire, especially from all the guys, though I saw several girls checking them out too. "I thought this was supposed to be a fuck party?" Carynne asked, looking around with a slightly annoyed frown. "Not all fuck parties are as insane as the last one we went to, you know," Stacey grinned as she squeezed Carynne's ass, causing the small brunette to yelp and smile at her. "They aren't? Why not?" Carynne quipped. Stacey just laughed as they kept on walking. "What's this about this crazy fuck party?" I asked Amanda, a little hesitantly. I couldn't make up my mind whether I really wanted to know or not. "I don't know, I didn't go," Amanda said, giving me a reassuring squeeze. She looked up at me with a gorgeous smile, and I almost felt my knees buckle at the sight of it. "What about you, Kel?" I asked. Please say no, please say no, my mind practically shrieked. "I didn't go either," Kelsey said. "That's really something only Stacey and Carynne get into." "Good," I said without even thinking about it, then I immediately started blushing. Both Amanda and Kelsey grinned at each other, and they both gave me wicked smiles. After a few minutes we found our way to the kitchen where I grabbed a beer, and the girls helped themselves to a pitcher of Sangria. Each of them eagerly gulped down a glass, then smiled as they filled them up again. Mikaela abstained, apparently satisfied with just a glass of water. Within just a few minutes the pitcher was done for, and the other four girls were getting rather giggly. A couple of college guys entered the kitchen, smiling widely as they saw the group of hot teenage girls. They walked over and introduced themselves, asking if they could join us. While Stacey, Carynne and Mikaela stayed behind to talk to them, Amanda nudged my side, and together with Kelsey we left the others to their own devices. The three of us found an empty couch in a small room somewhere off the kitchen. Amanda snuggled up against me and Kelsey did the same against her friend from the other side. "I'm getting a little tipsy," Amanda said, repressing a little burp. "I think you passed a little tipsy a pitcher of Sangria ago!" Kelsey teased. "Hey! Don't make me punish you again, brat," Amanda said mock-seriously. "Awww, please? Will you punish me?" Kelsey grinned. "You two aren't going to be fooling around again, are you?" I teased. "You're one to talk about fooling around!" Kelsey snorted. "I'm pretty sure that that isn't whipped cream on Amanda's top!" I blushed as I looked at Amanda's chest. While my cum didn't show on the white fishnet top she was wearing, it was easily noticeable on her black tube top underneath. I felt a warm shiver pull through me at the memory of blasting my cum all over her. "At least she and I went somewhere private, unlike you!" I accused. Amanda giggled, but Kelsey just gave me an innocent look. "I have no idea what you're talking about." "Like hell you don't!" Both girls looked at me with teasing smiles. "No, really, what are you talking about?" Kelsey said. "You two were ... eh, you know." Kelsey raised her eyebrows and shrugged, pretending to be stupid, though she couldn't quite keep a grin off her face. "We were what? Come on, I want to hear you say it," Amanda breathed. I gulped loudly before drawing a deep breath. "You were playing with each other." "No, I want to hear you say it with dirty words," Amanda urged me on, pushing herself against me a little more firmly. I looked at Kelsey to see if she would say anything, but she was grinning with glee. "Kelsey was playing with your pussy," I said quietly, the memory of it making me horny as hell. "Mmmm, she was. Your dirty sister was fingering my wet pussy," Amanda said, her voice heavy with excitement. "I love it when she shoves her fingers inside me. I cum so hard when she does!" Kelsey groaned and grabbed Amanda's hair, pulling her friend's head back towards her. Their lips locked eagerly, and they started devouring each others' mouths right in front of me. I imagined my jaw was about to hit the floor as I could see Kelsey's tongue slip inside Amanda's mouth. Amanda moaned loudly as she responded in kind while grabbing my sister's breast through her tie top, firmly squeezing it. Both girls kept hungrily making out and feeling each other up for another minute, then they broke their kiss, each panting heavily and gasping for air. Their lips glistened with the other's saliva. "Jesus!" I exclaimed. They both giggled at me. "Did you like that?" Amanda asked as she climbed into my lap, starting to kiss my face and my neck. "Yes," I sighed, returning her kisses. She tasted heavily of the sweet Sangria and—I imagined—my sister's mouth. "Good," she whispered, her tongue trailing over my cheek. I put my hands on her delectable ass and squeezed it. "God, I am so fucking horny," Amanda moaned. She reached down and grabbed my cock through my khakis, stroking it a few times. "Keep this thing hard for me, okay? I really have to go pee first." I sighed in frustration as I wanted nothing more than to tear off the few clothes she wore and take her on the couch, but I nodded my understanding anyways. Amanda leaned over and gave my sister another deep kiss, then climbed off me. She looked over her shoulder at us with a devious little smile on her face. "Watch this!" she said sultrily as she slowly bent over, grabbing her ankles and bringing her face near her knees. "Fuck!" I groaned as her ridiculously short skirt moved up onto her hips, and her naked pussy came into view. It was glistening all over, evidence of just how wet and horny she was. Beside me, Kelsey drew in a sharp breath as she, too, stared at her friend's wet cunt. "Hurry back, please," I begged the little blonde nymph. Amanda nodded with a happy little grin, then she walked off while moving her skirt somewhat back into place. "Was she not wearing panties at all tonight?" I asked my sister breathlessly. "She was, but she took them off when she changed in the car," Kelsey said. "God..." I moaned, staring at the doorway through which Amanda had left. My sister grabbed my chin, turning my face towards her. "Are you okay with this?" she asked seriously. "With what? With her turning me on more than I've ever been turned on before?" I joked. "No, I mean with her and me," Kelsey said. She sounded worried. "How come you're still so sober, sis?" I asked, trying to divert her line of questioning. "I can hold my liquor a lot better than Amanda can. Stop changing the subject." I took a deep breath, calming myself down. It was obvious my sister wanted to talk seriously. "It'll take some getting used to, Kel," I admitted. "I never suspected you were into girls." "I know. I'm sorry I had to keep it a secret from you, but Mom and Dad..." I nodded. "How long have you two been, you know, more than just best friends?" "For about a year." "How did it start?" "It just kinda happened. I was over at her place one night. We were a little bored, talking about boys and kissing, stuff like that. We figured we needed some practice, so for fun we kissed each other. We both decided we liked it, a lot, and kissed again. Next thing I knew it was midnight, and we'd been making out all evening. Next time after that, we did a lot more than just kiss," she said with a wicked smile. "Do you two make love often?" I asked, swirling my tongue around in an effort to get some moisture into my mouth. The idea of Amanda and my sister 'experimenting' on each other was giving me the worst case of cotton-mouth imaginable. Kelsey shrugged as she scooted up close beside me. "Hmm, not that often." "Really?" I gasped, completely surprised. "I figured you two would be all over each other all the time!" "We are." "But you just said—" "I said we don't make love that often. We do, however, fuck each other's brains out a lot!" my sister grinned. I shivered in delight as images flashed through my brain of the two of them naked, fingering and licking each others' pussies, their amazingly hot bodies sweating as they ground against each other while cumming over and over again. "You like that, hmm?" Kelsey breathed in my ear. "Yes," I admitted, my voice breaking. She kissed my cheek softly. "Typical boy. Two girls going at it gets you every time." I gulped. "Seeing you two going at it drives me nuts." "Good," she grinned. "So you're okay with sharing her with me for awhile?" I opened my mouth as if to say something, then just nodded. "Good!" my sister said again, a happy smile beaming on her beautiful face. We were both quiet for a moment, then I asked her, "So, you two are lesbians?" "I would think Amanda has already proved to you that she's just as much into boys as she is into girls." "Yeah, she did," I said, trying to hide my proud smile. "What about you, though?" "Well, to be a lesbian, you have to like girls and not boys, right? I do like girls, but I've never been with a boy, so I have no idea if I'd like them or not. I think that kind of makes me ineligible to be a lesbian at the moment," she chuckled. "You've never been with a guy?" "No." "Not even to like second base or something?" "No." "Wow." "What do you mean, wow?" "It's just that ... you're so beautiful! How have you not had to beat guys off you all this time?" Kelsey smiled appreciatively at my compliment. "It helps to hang around with girls who are more beautiful than I am. They tend to attract all the male attention," she quipped. "That's crazy. You're the most beautiful girl in your entire squad! You're the most beautiful girl in the whole school, for that matter!" "Awww, you're a real sweetheart, big brother, but you're also full of shit. Look me in the eye and tell me that you think I'm more beautiful than Amanda." I hesitated for just a second. "See?" She smiled victoriously before I could even open my mouth. "Hey, that's not fair!" "Damon, I know Amanda is more beautiful than I am. I don't mind being an A minus compared to her A plus." "You're not an A minus, stop saying stupid shit like that! What minus would you have, exactly?" "I'm kind of short." "That's it? That's your minus? That you're an inch shorter than Amanda?" I asked, shaking my head in disbelief. "Well, no. My biggest problem is that my butt's too big." "Not to me it isn't." "You only say that because I let you spank it!" I coughed uncomfortably. Kelsey grinned, and she leaned closer, resting her head on my chest. I wrapped my arm around her and hugged her close, kissing the top of her head. "Kel, your butt is not too big. It's perfect. You have the most amazing ass I've ever seen," I said softly after gathering up my courage. It was nothing but the utter truth. Kelsey's ass was just spectacular. She leaned back a little and stared deep into my eyes. Again I was amazed at how beautiful her eyes were. They were a warm, almost ocean-blue, and they were absolutely sparkling with joy. "Do you mean that?" "Yes, I swear." To call her smile beautiful would have been cutting it short by at least a factor of a million. I don't think I'd ever seen Kelsey look more happy than she did right at that point. "God, you're so wonderful..." she said softly. She was blinking rapidly, almost as if she was trying to blink away some tears, then her head came closer to mine. I felt my heart beat rapidly as I saw her close her eyes and pucker up her lips. What was she gonna do? Was she really gonna kiss me? My eyes were rapidly scanning around the room, and I prayed nobody was gonna see us. At least nobody that knew us. Kelsey's lips touched mine, and a large tingle of static electricity sparked between us. We both backed off in a flinch, each of us touching our lips in surprise. "I think somebody doesn't want us kissing," I joked after a few seconds, rubbing my lips. Kelsey laughed. "I'm sorry, this skirt gets pretty static-y on this couch, I think," she said. "Are you sure that's what it was? Are you sure we didn't get sparked because you were gonna give your own brother a kiss?" She gave me a cute grin. "You're silly! Besides, if that's what it takes..." I smiled at her as I opened my arms, and she happily snuggled up against me. I couldn't help but smile at much how I loved her. I was so blessed with her as my sister, and I kissed the top of her head again. "Okay, so now that we've established that you have, in fact, an amazing ass, you are officially out of excuses to call yourself an A minus." "No, I'm not!" she objected. "Yes, you are. What other thing do you think is wrong with you?" "Uhm..." she said, hesitating. "See? There's nothing," I quickly said, not giving her the time to think up something. "Hey! That's not fair!" "I know, I said the same thing a few minutes ago!" I laughed. She looked up at me and smiled. "It's not nice to turn your own sister's tricks back against her, you know!" "It isn't? Says who?" "Me!" she grinned. "It's a good thing you're so cute, Kel," I grinned. "Funny, Amanda always says the same thing," Kelsey giggled. "She also says I'm a brat." "That I will definitely agree on!" I grinned. She grinned at me and punched me in the arm. "Boys tend to not like that a whole lot, though," she said. "I think it just makes you extra cute." "Well, apparently your opinion is different from other boys then. So that's my minus, compared to her." "I really don't think so, sis, but okay. You are definitely hotter than Stacey, though, so that's just Amanda who's hotter than you then. And only by the tiniest of margins. That's not multiple girls." "Stacey and I are about equal, I think. I'd love to be as tall as her, and she really wants my hair and eyes. But she wasn't the one who I was counting." "So who is this mystery beauty then?" "Well, duh? Carynne!" "Carynne! Are you kidding? You're far hotter than she is." "Oh, whatever Damon. She's perfect; there's not a single flaw anywhere on her." "She's like five feet tall!" "So? That just makes her special, and exquisite. I'd rather be cute and petite like her than this stupid stumpy height that I am." "She also has very little in the boob department." "She does have boobs! She's just a late bloomer. Compared to six months ago, she's grown quite a bit. In one year she'll have tits the size of Amanda's." "You know, I can't believe that I'm discussing another girl's tits with you," I said wryly. "I know. Aren't I just the coolest sister in the world?" I nodded. "You are by far the coolest sister in the world. You're also amazing and beautiful." Kelsey grinned. "You know, if you weren't my brother, I'd think you were trying to get in my pants." "At least you could find out if you were truly a lesbian then," I joked. She blushed a pretty red, then punched me in the arm again. I laughed and engulfed her in another huge hug, and she clung to me fiercely, giving me a big smooch on the cheek. "Hey sis?" I asked after we had let go of each other, and she was again resting her head on my chest. "Yeah?" "You and Amanda are pretty serious about each other, right?" "Well, we keep it a secret as much as we can, but yes." "So how do you feel about Amanda and I?" "I'm fine with it," she said after a second. I thought she seemed a bit hesitant, but I shrugged it off. "You're not jealous about your, eh, your girlfriend dating someone else?" She shook her head. "Amanda's had a huge crush on you for a long time now, so I'm happy for her that you two are hitting it off so well." I gave her a surprised look. "She's had a crush on me?" "Oh yes. Almost since the first time she came over to our house." "Why didn't she ever say anything? Or do anything?" "Well, you were with that damn whore for the most part of it; she didn't want to interfere in that." "So now that Kim and I have broken up..." "She figured she had to make her move fast before you got involved with another girl." "Wow, I had no idea she was interested." "Yes, she way always complaining about that. She called you a clueless dork plenty of times!" "Hey!" I said, feigning to be hurt. "Oh whatever. You are clueless! I thought I was going to have to wallpaper your bedroom with naked pictures of her before you'd start paying attention to her!" I held up my hands in defeat. "Okay, okay, I surrender!" She smiled victoriously. "I am glad you two finally got together though. You match pretty well." "Except that I'm too innocent for her, of course," I reminded my sister. "Well, I'm sure that she can change that fairly quickly." Kelsey winked. "She's definitely been trying!" "Oh whatever, you loved every second of it!" I nodded. "She makes me completely lose my mind." "I know. She does the same to me when she just uses me to make herself cum over and over." "Oh fuck," I moaned, as more images of my sister and her gorgeous blonde friend fucking each other silly flooded my brain. "Amanda better get back soon and take care of you, huh?" my sister asked teasingly. "Yeah, no kidding," I grunted. My cock was standing firmly at attention, and the strain put on it by my pants was getting pretty damn painful. "D!" a familiar voice yelled from the room's doorway. I looked up and smiled as I saw Brian standing there, a beer in one hand and his arm around some blonde girl's shoulders. She had a fairly vapid expression on her face, and she was wearing nothing but a thong and a bra. I had to admit she was pretty smoking hot. Brian himself was only wearing a pair of jeans. "Hey Brian," I said in greeting. "I'm glad your ass finally made it, man! I was getting tired of all these chicks asking about you!" he said with a huge grin. He didn't sound nearly as intoxicated as he had earlier. I imagined the girl beside him probably had something to do with that: she looked the type that could quickly fuck a guy sober. "Yeah, sure they did!" I scoffed. "What, you don't believe me? Tell him, babe," Brian said to the girl next to him. "Hi Damon," the girl purred as she walked towards me. "I'm really glad you decided to cum tonight." Her emphasis and pronunciation were unmistakable. "Oh please," Kelsey sighed irritably beside me. The blonde's eyes flicked towards my sister, sizing her up. I could feel Kelsey tense up beside me and silently prayed it wasn't going to turn into a major confrontation. Kelsey wasn't the type to back down from anyone. After a few seconds, however, the blonde returned her gaze to me and smiled. "Do you want to come upstairs, Damon?" "Eh, what's upstairs?" I asked quietly. "That's where all the fun stuff is going on. How about I show you around?" Before I could answer, Brian moved beside her and gently grabbed her arm. "Hey babe, how about you entertain yourself for a few minutes while I have a talk with my little buddy here," he said. The blonde angrily glared at him, but he stared her down without blinking. A few seconds later she shrugged and walked out of the room. "What a fucking bimbo!" Kelsey snarled. "Couldn't you have found anything with at least half a brain cell, Brian?" Brian shrugged as he looked at Kelsey. "Believe me, honey, she's one of the smartest ones here. Now excuse me while I talk to your brother for a second." "Fine. I'm going to go see what's keeping Amanda," Kelsey said. She frowned at me, then got up and walked out of the room without saying anything else. "She's a feisty little thing, isn't she?" Brian said, staring after my sister as she left. "Yeah," I said. "Let's go get some more beer," Brian said, motioning towards the kitchen. As soon as we entered the kitchen, I noticed the girls were gone, as were the guys. I hoped they were alright, but in the end they were of course more than capable of making their own decisions. A small part of my mind wondered if they were having a big orgy somewhere, and I sighed in frustration at my mind diving into the deepest recesses of the gutter at every opportunity. We both got a beer from the fridge and took several deep swigs as we walked back to the room we'd just come from. I wanted to make sure Amanda could find me. "So why the fuck did you bring her here?" Brian asked. "Who?" "Your sister!" "What? What do you mean?" "What do I mean? Well, let's see, genius. For starters, she obviously is not happy with the idea of you fucking any of these college chicks. Which is pretty much the only reason you came to this party, right?" I stood quietly, not saying anything. "Right?" he repeated. I gave him a short nod, just to shut him up about that, and motioned for him to continue. "Then there's the fact that your little sister is really fucking hot and is dressed like she's auditioning for Reality Kings! I mean, do you want Erik to mount her from behind or what?" "Look, she and her friends wanted to come along. I tried to talk them out of it, and they wouldn't take no for an answer!" "You brought all her friends too?" "It's more that they decided to come here, and they offered me a ride. It wasn't exactly my decision." Brian studied me for a few moments. "You want to fuck one of them, don't you?" "What?" "Come on D, don't bullshit me. That's why you brought those girls here, so you can get one of them alone and fuck her! Admit it!" I shook my head, but couldn't stop a small grin from appearing on my face. "I didn't bring her here to fuck her." "Oh, but there is a girl! Is she hot, D? Do I know her?" I nodded. "Amanda." "Get the fuck out of here! That smoking hot blonde from this morning? Your sister's friend?" he said incredulously. "Yeah," I said proudly. "You fucking animal! I didn't know the two of you were together?" "Well, we really weren't until tonight." "Tonight? Damn, you move fast! So are you going to try to fuck her?" "No! Jesus, Brian, it's the first night she and I have gone out together!" He grinned at me as he took another long swig of his beer. "I'm just ragging you, D. If you want to take it slow with your girl, good for you." I chuckled as I thought back to Amanda jerking my cock in the office at the club. Yeah, we were taking it slow, alright. "What about you?" I asked. "Why aren't you upstairs?" "Because those sluts were about to make my cock fall off! Even a stud like me needs a break at some point, so I came down for a beer." "What about Daryll and Erik?" "Still upstairs, last I saw them. Erik is like a goddamned Volvo, man, he just keeps on going. I think he was on his sixth chick when I came down." "Damn. And we know Daryll sure isn't going to say no to pussy." "Not to this hot college pussy, no. You really should check it out upstairs, D. There are some fucking smoking hot girls up there, doing things that really should be illegal." "I've already got a smoking hot girl. Besides, I doubt she'd..." "Mmmm, thank you!" Amanda's voice interrupted me. I quickly turned around in surprise, seeing a grinning Amanda standing there. She was leaning against the door frame and was draining what looked to be another glass of Sangria. After she put the empty glass down, she walked towards me and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me down for a deep, sensual kiss. I moaned as her tongue slipped into my mouth, tasting of something deliciously sweet that I couldn't quite identify. After a bit, Brian dryly scraped his throat. Amanda and I kissed for a few more seconds, then let up, both of us giving my friend a sheepish look. "Hey Brian," Amanda said. "Thanks for keeping my boy toy entertained while I was gone." "Your boy toy, huh?" Brian asked, grinning at me. "I guess that's my cue to leave you two kids alone for now. Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" "Shit, what wouldn't you do? Besides clean up your apartment?" I scoffed. "Now that's just cold!" Brian laughed. "Good to see you again, Amanda." "You too, Brian," Amanda said. "You look absolutely amazing, by the way." "Thank you!" Amanda said with a gorgeous smile. "Catch you later, D." "See ya," I said, bumping fists with him as he walked out of the door, leaving me alone with the most beautiful girl in the world. "Did Kelsey find you?" I asked her. "Yeah, she did. She's hanging out with Stacey for a bit." "Doing what?" She shrugged as if she didn't know. "Now then, were where we?" she asked as she pushed me down on the couch, then climbed in my lap. "Oh yeah, right here." I moaned as her mouth again locked onto mine. I loved how much she enjoyed kissing and how eager she always was to get her tongue in my mouth. I noticed that sweet taste on her tongue again, wondering what it was. Her hands were tangled in my hair while mine were softly rubbing over her partially naked body, occasionally dipping down to squeeze her magnificent ass. My cock rapidly got as hard as steel, and as soon as Amanda felt it poke against her through my pants, she started rubbing herself against it. I groaned as she teased me with her hot pussy. The thought that she wasn't wearing any panties underneath that sexy skirt drove me crazy with lust, and I slid my hand underneath the little piece of fabric, cupping her naked butt. Amanda interrupted our kissing for a moment to gasp for some air. "So, you don't think we should fuck on our first night out, huh?" she asked lightly. "Shit, you heard all that?" I said, grimacing. "Yeah, I did. It's okay, I know that fucking girls is pretty much all boys talk about when they're together." "I didn't come here to fuck you, Amanda, nor to fuck any college girls. I swear." "I know, don't worry," she said with a smile as she looked deeply in my eyes. "Though I've seen some of the girls upstairs, and I really couldn't blame you if you wanted to fuck one. They're very, very hot." I was silent for a few seconds, staring at her cute face. "Are you being serious?" "Hmm, I don't know, am I?" she giggled. "Wouldn't that upset you?" "It'd be pretty hypocritical of me to get upset over you having some fun with another girl if I'm going to keep messing around with your sister, right?" she asked, raising one eyebrow questioningly. "Well, you two were together long before I came into the picture, so that's different." "It is? You boys sure look at things funny. You were actually in my picture before I started messing around with Kelsey, to be honest." "Really?" I pretended to be surprised. "Oh, don't play dumb with me!" she grinned. "I'm sure Kelsey's told you I had a crush on you for a long time!" I nodded. "I'm sorry I was so clueless for so long and that I wasted so much time." "It's okay. You were worth the wait, and I have you now," she said happily, moving back in for a kiss. "Mmmm, yeah you do," I agreed as our mouths met. I moved her skirt up on her hips and rubbed my hands over her naked ass. Anyone who walked in would be able to see it, but I was horny, and buzzed, enough that I really didn't care anymore. I marveled at the smooth feel of her incredible ass and its delicious curve. Our lips separated with an audible pop, and Amanda got a serious look on her face. "Damon, about the fucking thing." "Yeah?" "I kind of wouldn't mind taking it a little slower. I know I've been driving you crazy all night, and I really don't want to be a cock tease, but..." "It's okay, Amanda. I don't want us to rush things either," I said reassuringly. She licked her lips for a second, then whispered, "I'm not really worried about rushing things, because I really like you. It's just that I'm still a virgin." I stared at her in surprise for a moment. "You too?" "Huh? What do you ... oh, Kelsey." "Yeah. She said that the reason she's a virgin is because you steal all the male attention away from her." "She said what? The little liar! She gets just as many boys asking her for sex as I do!" "How many is that?" I asked curiously. "A lot," she grinned. "So how come you're still a virgin then?" She shrugged. "To be fair, I guess I'm only technically still a virgin." "What do you mean?" "Well, I've had sex, like oral and such. I just haven't been penetrated ... by a boy." I definitely noticed her hesitation. I got a wicked smile on my face as I asked, "But you've been penetrated by a girl?" She blushed a gorgeous red. "Your sister may have, um, put something inside me sometimes," she said quietly, though with an utterly mesmerizing little smirk on her lips. I shivered in delight at the thought of my sister shoving something inside Amanda's little pussy. I briefly debated asking her what Kelsey had put inside her, but I didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable. "Okay, but how come a boy hasn't gone all the way with you yet?" "Mostly it's because I just hadn't met the right boy yet. Also, messing around with girls has kind of put my male conquests on hold," she grinned. "Until now anyways!" "Wait, did you say girls? As in plural?" I asked. "Oh damn," she giggled. "Me and my big mouth!" I gave her a pert grin. "So you've been fooling around with other girls beside my sister?" "Sort of." She shrugged. "Wait, does Kelsey know about these other girls?" I asked, slightly worried. "Yes, she does. Don't worry, Damon, I'm not cheating on her," she said soothingly. "Okay. I'm sorry, I know it's none of my business, but..." "It's okay, you're just looking out for her." I nodded as she smiled at me. "See, that's why you're such a great brother to her," Amanda said as she again came closer for a kiss. My mind was beginning to float in a haze of lust as her tongue swirled through my mouth. The hot little goddess ground her pussy against my shaft, and I could feel her wetness starting to leak through my khakis. My cock seemed on the verge of declaring independence from me and ravaging her by itself. "Um, fuck," Amanda moaned as she began to slide her soaked slit up and down faster, her breaths starting to come in ragged pants as excitement overtook her. She seemed determined to ride herself off against me, but I wanted to be a bit more involved than that. I slid my hands along her curvy ass, drawing my nails softly across her smooth skin, which caused her to squirm and giggle. I kept sliding them down until I reached underneath her, and the tips of my fingers felt the moist heat of her pussy. Amanda chewed on her lower lip as I probed her lips with my middle finger, then she released a long sigh as I slid it inside of her. "Oh God, that feels so fucking good," she whispered, her pussy gripping my finger tightly while I pushed it in further. After a few seconds, I got my entire digit inside her, my knuckles touching against her slit. Her pussy contracted against me, trying to draw it in even deeper. I was a little surprised that she could so easily take my finger inside of her, though of course she'd probably had a lot of practice from my sister's fingers. Merely thinking about that sent torrents of lust through me. Locking my other hand in her hair, I kissed her deeply as I began to fuck my finger in and out of her cunt. Amanda was grunting, her mouth practically devouring mine as she worked her hips against my finger, eagerly humping up and down. Her nipples were poking through her tube top and into my chest, evidence of how horny she was, and the delicious smell of her excited pussy tickled my nostrils, making my cock jump. It was practically screaming at me to let it enter that wonderfully wet cavern that was mere inches above it. Despite my assurances of wanting to take it slow, deep down I ached to fuck her. Amanda's eyes were ablaze as she looked at me, her lower body starting to convulse as my pumping brought her closer to her climax. My rapid fingering, combined with her eager grinding, produced a wonderfully sexy, sopping noise as her pussy got more and more juicy. "Fuck, you're gonna make me cum! Keep going, just a little more!" she pleaded, her voice smoky with her lust. I increased my efforts, ignoring the squeal of protest from my somewhat awkwardly bent wrist, driving my finger in and out of her drenched cunt like a piston. "Yes! Finger my cunt!" Amanda squealed as a wave of electricity seemed to tear through her, causing her entire body to shake wildly. I gasped in surprise as I felt her bite my shoulder, and her hot juices washed over my finger, leaking out to cover my hand. Amanda's hands clawed at my hair and my shirt as she came on top of me, shivering with pleasure. I locked my mouth on her neck, gently sucking it while the incredibly sexy girl just kept cumming and cumming. Her pussy was pulsing over and over, gripping my finger so hard it felt like it was practically stripping off the skin while soaking my entire hand with her juices. After a few more moments, her body clenched one more time—her pussy nearly snapping my finger in half—then she wound down with one long exhaled breath. I winced a little as her teeth released their hold on my shoulder, but thinking about the mark of conquest she'd most likely left on me made me more than happy to endure whatever little bit of pain it was causing me. I pulled my finger out of her pussy a little, but she immediately clenched her legs together, keeping me in place. "Leave it in for me for a bit, please," she begged. I nodded, swallowing loudly as I gazed in awe at this unbelievably hot girl who was lying half-naked against me. "God, Damon, that was amazing," she moaned softly, causing me to grin proudly. I didn't know of anything that could make a guy feel better than a girl praising his ability to make her cum. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. I've never felt anything as hot as your pussy gripping my finger." She smiled sweetly, nuzzling my neck and softly kissing me all over. I returned her affection, our lips covering each other's faces before finally meeting for a tender kiss. Amanda's gorgeous face lit up with a smile, and she started giggling. I watched her with a grin on my own face, wondering what she was so happy about. "I can't believe I've been fingerfucked both by you and your sister in the last two hours or so!" she said with a smirk. "I'm such a little slut!" I eagerly nodded at her, causing her to giggle again. "I'm glad you agree!" she said. "I love how unbelievably sexy you are," I told her. "You're driving me crazy in every way possible." "Mmmm, good," she whispered. "I love driving you crazy. You're such an amazing guy." My heart skipped a beat at her compliment, and I felt my stomach churning. I knew if this kept up, I was rapidly going to fall in love with her. A part of my brain wondered if I really should, so shortly after I had had my heart ripped out by that fucking whore Kim, and whether I was ready for it. My heart and cock, however, quickly overrode my brain's objections, and I decided to plunge straight ahead to wherever Amanda wanted to take me. My wrist sent a sharp signal of pain to my brain, and my face contracted in discomfort as I tried to ease it up. "Oh, I'm sorry!" Amanda said quickly, her pussy instantly releasing its hot grip on me. She let out a soft, disappointed sigh as I slipped my finger out of her, then rolled my wrist around to ease the ache. Before I could do or say anything else, she grabbed my hand and licked her tongue across my wet finger and hand, moaning at her own taste. The sight of her tasting her own juices almost made cum right there. "Mmmm, I taste good," Amanda whispered sultrily. "Do you want to taste it too?" I nodded, unable to draw a breath as the sexy blonde grinned naughtily, holding my finger up for me. I leaned forward a little and slowly lapped my tongue across it, moaning at the delightful sweetness. She was absolutely right, she did taste good! "Do you like it?" she asked, squirming in my lap. "Yes," I groaned. "You're delicious." She got a happy smile on her face and leaned closer, kissing me softly as we both licked my finger clean of her juices. I grimaced a little at the sting that coursed through my wrist. "I hope I didn't hurt you?" she said, giving it a worried glance. "It's okay," I grinned. "I'll gladly suffer through a broken wrist if it makes you cum that hard!" She gave me a bright, sunshine smile. "Mmmm, you did make me cum hard! It was wonderful." "Did I make you cum harder than Kelsey did?" I joked. Amanda's eyes looked deeply into mine, trying to sense if I was being serious or not. "You both make me cum like crazy. You two are very talented," she grinned. "I doubt I'm half as talented as my sister is." "Oh, don't say that. You were very eager and enthusiastic, and it felt fantastic. I loved how you just kept going until I came." "Kelsey doesn't do that?" I asked. I couldn't believe I was discussing my sister's fingerfucking skills with her girlfriend! "She's a little tease," Amanda said affectionately. "She knows my body so well that she can tell right when I'm about to cum. So she'll stop and just kiss me for awhile until I've calmed down, then she'll continue and bring me right back to the point of orgasm again. She knows it drives me fucking crazy when she does that, and she loves it. One time she kept it up for three hours; by that point I was so horny that I would have humped anything to get off!" "Oh God," I sighed, feeling my body shiver. My cock was a lance of pure agony in my khakis, and it seemed that even just a breath of air would make it cum. "Did she finally make you cum?" "Oh yes!" Amanda grinned. "With her tongue, and I don't think I've ever cum harder. I completely soaked her face with my juice!" I groaned deeply, losing myself in lust. Amanda grinned sexily. "Am I turning you on?" "Yes!" "Does the idea of your little sister playing with my cunt make you horny?" she teased, licking her lips wetly. "Fuck, Amanda, I can't hold it any longer!" I hissed. I thrust my hips upward, grinding my still covered cock against her burning slit. Her eyes were on fire as she felt my cock rub against her, and she reached down and grabbed it with her hand. "Then how about I make you cum?" she said hotly, stroking my pole through my khakis. "Please," I said, probably sounding quite pathetic as she giggled a little. Before things could go any further, however, a tumultuous noise came from the kitchen. It sounded like more than a dozen boisterous people had entered and were raiding the available stores of booze. A few moments later, two guys with beers in their hands walked into the ante-room where Amanda I were sitting; one of them unceremoniously plopped down on the couch beside us. I vaguely recognized him as someone from our school. His buddy started to say something, then he saw Amanda's state of undress. He gawked at her, his mouth hanging wide open. "We better take this upstairs," Amanda said to me, getting up out of my lap and quickly adjusting her little skirt before she exposed too much of herself. Both guys were giving her lecherous grins, but she didn't so much as even glimpse at them as she walked out of the room. I rushed after her, limping a little as my cock was still massively uncomfortable in my pants. When we passed the front door, I noticed that two of the bouncers were missing. The remaining guy was having some difficulty keeping the rest of the crowd outside, occasionally letting someone slip past him. I figured that was how the noisy group in the kitchen had managed to get inside. Amanda led me to the large staircase in the hallway, ignoring any and all distractions. She went up the stairs before me, and I waited a few seconds before going up myself, which gave me an unobstructed view of her spectacular ass and pussy underneath her skirt. She was almost all the way up the stairs before she realized what I was doing. She looked at me over her shoulder, giving me an amused smile. "Pervert!" she said, curling her finger at me to come closer. "I'm sorry, baby," I said, not meaning it in the slightest as I moved up behind her. She stuck her little ass out and ground it against my cock while I kissed her, even as both my hands were grabbing her breasts through her top. We dry humped on the stairs for a few moments as I fondled her, my blood boiling in my veins with the need to cum. "Amanda, I really want to go inside you," I whispered in her ear. She shook her head. "I don't want my first time to be in this place." I sighed softly, but nodded. The last thing I wanted to do was make her unhappy. She turned around to face me, smiling sadly. "I know you want it badly, Damon. I promise we'll do it really soon. Can you wait?" "For you, I'll wait as long as I have to," I said sincerely. "Thank you," she said softly, kissing me again. "I won't leave you with blue balls though, don't worry. Let's go find a room where I can make you cum." She grabbed my hand and dragged me behind her through the hallway on the second floor. The first door we tried was locked, but the second one opened. We peeked inside, seeing a heavily muscled guy roughly plowing a voluptuous brunette doggy style on a queen sized bed, her moans reverberating off the walls. He threw an annoyed look at the door, and I held up my hand in apology as Amanda and I quickly backed out again. The third door revealed a very sexy redhead riding reverse cowgirl on some lucky guy's shaft on a couch. I stared in amazement at her bouncing tits, and she threw both of us a hot grin. I couldn't help but gasp at her fantastic body. She motioned at us as if inviting us to join them, but before I could think about that any further, Amanda firmly pulled me out of the room again. "Dammit, if I have to watch any more people fuck, I'm just going to let you jump my bones!" she said, her voice sounding both sultry and annoyed at the same time. As we walked across the hall to yet another door, I was quietly praying that there would be a whole group of people fucking behind it. Amanda opened the door and gasped as soon as she looked inside. Peeking around the corner, I saw it was an unremarkable bedroom with a twin bed on either side, obviously belonging to a couple of girls if the decorations were anything to go by. What drew my attention—and Amanda's gasp—was the fact that Carynne was on her knees on the carpet, her top pulled off, eagerly sucking and jerking on the cocks of the two missing bouncers. Amanda pulled me inside and quietly closed the door as we both moved into a dark corner; neither Carynne nor the bouncers seemed to have noticed us. I stared in amazement as Carynne took one of the cocks deep inside her mouth, making choking noises as the tall bouncer shoved his meat into her throat. Her hand was urgently jacking the blond bouncer's cock while his buddy face fucked the young girl. There was nothing gentle or loving about what was happening in front of us. Both guys obviously had one goal in mind, which was to feed the cute brunette buckets of cum. Carynne seemed single-mindedly set on the same goal as she almost bounced her mouth up and down the cock jabbing into her face. "Fuck yeah, you little bitch, suck my fucking cock!" the tall guy snarled, trying to shove even more of his long shaft into Carynne's face. She tried to accommodate him, but his cock was just too large; she gagged and coughed as he pulled it out, a long string of her saliva dangling from his cock. "My turn now!" the blond guy said eagerly, holding his dick by the base as he slapped it against her face. She gasped for air a few times, then obediently gobbled the fat shaft. He thrust his hips forward, slamming the full length of his cock in Carynne's small mouth. The rough penetration caused her to gag a few times, though she managed to keep the whole thing down. As the blond guy started to ride his cock in and out of her mouth, Carynne was rapidly stroking the other bouncer's cock, putting her free hand underneath his balls and teasing them. The blond guy grabbed Carynne's hair, using it to pull her mouth deeper onto his cock, and he grinned lewdly as he watched her face being impaled on his shaft. He rode her mouth for a few more strokes, then pulled out with a loud pop. Without wasting time, his buddy again presented his cock for her, and she slurped it down without hesitation. Amanda and I watched quietly as Carynne's mouth was roughly fucked by the two adult men. Other than in porn, I had never watched anything like it, and my heart was hammering in my chest. I wished Amanda would stroke my cock like she had done earlier. I grinned as I realized that this was the second time in as many hours that she and I had been peeping on Carynne having sex; the gorgeous brunette sure liked to get around. I briefly imagined what it would be like to fuck her sexy body. It was a very pleasant thought. "Oh shit, here it comes, baby!" the tall guy growled as Carynne bobbed her face up and down along the length of his shaft. He fucked her face for a few more strokes then pulled out, grabbing his length with his hand and jerking desperately. The blond guy grabbed Carynne by her hair and directed her face right underneath his buddy's shaft. Carynne gave the tall guy a cum-begging glare and opened her mouth for his load. Apparently that was all it took as he groaned, and a massive squirt of cum rocketed out of his shaft, splattering all over her face. The hot cheerleader giggled with glee as the cum splashed on her, covering her cheekbone, her left eye, and her forehead. The bouncer was muttering unintelligibly as several large drops of cum leaked out of his shaft, dribbling into Carynne's mouth, before he fired another massive spurt straight into her hair. The blond guy was furiously jacking off, and apparently the sight of his buddy drowning the young nymph in cum was too much, as his cock started to spray on her face as well. "Yeah, drown me in it!" Carynne giggled happily as stream after thick stream of pearly, gooey cum was flung onto her face. The blond bouncer aimed his cock lower and fired a shot over her tits before finally letting his cock dribble out over her mouth, next to his buddy's. As they both finished, Carynne sensually started rubbing the cum into her skin, massaging her tits, neck and face, smearing the jizz all over herself. "Mmmm, it's so fucking hot, I love it!" she moaned naughtily. "Oh my God!" I whispered to Amanda, apparently not quiet enough because both bouncers immediately turned around. When they saw me and Amanda standing there, their faces twisted in anger. "What the fuck are you two doing here? Do you think this is some kind of fucking peepshow?" the tall bouncer snarled at us. The blond, muscled bouncer walked towards us, his face set in a distinctly unpleasant scowl. The way he was balling his fists left little to the imagination on what he was planning to do to us. I was just about to jump in front of Amanda to protect her from this walking steroid overdose when she stepped forward. "What the hell do you think you're doing? Do you two assholes know that that girl is only fourteen years old?" Amanda hissed in anger. I frowned in surprise as she said it; I was pretty sure that my sister was the youngest of her group of friends, and she was of course already eighteen. Both bouncers' faces turned ghostly white, and I could see the fear in their eyes. "Fourteen? Holy shit, I ... we didn't know ... she never said!" they both stammered. It hung in the air for a second, then they bolted, yanking the door open and fleeing downstairs. From the sound of it they didn't stay for the rest of their job either as I heard their remaining buddy at the front door yelling after them to come back. Carynne got up, a puzzled look on her cum-drenched face. "What was that fourteen crap all about? You know I'm eighteen, right?" "Yes, of course. I'm sorry," Amanda said contritely. "Those idiots seemed like they were going to hurt us for watching. It was the only thing I could come up with so quickly." "Oh. I guess that makes sense. Sort of," Carynne giggled as she casually used her fingers to lick the cum off her face. I stared in amazement at the massive loads of cum that had been shot on her. She was absolutely drenched in it. My eyes flitted down towards her naked chest and I had to admit that, while pretty small in comparison to my sister's, Carynne's tits were very, very nice. Especially with cum rubbed all over them. "Do you like what you see?" Carynne asked me. I blushed as I snapped my eyes back from her chest. Amanda giggled beside me. "So was this what Stacey promised the bouncers in exchange for letting us inside? You sucking their cocks?" she asked her friend. "Well, she promised to blow them herself, but she's in the next room with..." Carynne said, then stopped as she looked at me with a slight blush. I frowned at her, but she didn't seem likely to elaborate. "So you offered to take her place?" Amanda asked, continuing on as if nothing had happened. "Yeah. They didn't want to wait for Stacey to finish up, and I was really hungry for some cum." I stared slack-jawed at the gorgeous girl, stunned by her blatant words. Both girls just grinned at me. "He's still pretty innocent, isn't he?" Carynne teased. "Yeah, but I'm working on him," Amanda replied, giving me a sexy wink. Carynne's eyes dropped down to my crotch, and her smile became very pronounced as she saw my massive bulge. "Is that big cock for me?" she asked bluntly. "No, you greedy little slut!" Amanda giggled. "It's mine!" "Awww!" Carynne pouted. "Are you done with this room?" Amanda asked, ignoring her friend's complaint. "I seem to be. Are you going to make him cum?" Amanda nodded. I felt my heart race in my chest as I listened to these two girls talk so casually about having sex with me. Deep inside my soul I was praying I'd get a threesome. "Can I watch?" Carynne asked. Amanda gave me a questioning look, which caused me to flush. "Well, I guess we did get to watch you, so I suppose it's only fair," I said, my voice sounding raspy. "Mmmm, yummy!" Carynne squealed with pleasure. "Are you two going to fuck?" "No," Amanda said, shaking her head. "But I think I'll do a repeat performance of what you did." My breath stuck in my throat as I heard Amanda spell out her intentions. The blonde goddess grabbed my hand and pulled me along towards one of the beds. She knelt before it and motioned for me to sit right in front of her on the mattress. My legs were actually shaking as I complied with her wishes. As soon as I'd sat down, Amanda's hands were practically ripping my khakis open, her eyes a blazing inferno. I sighed in relief as my cock jumped out, nearly ripping the button off my boxers; it was slimy and wet from all the precum I'd been leaking into my underwear. Amanda touched it with her fingertips, giggling at my groan when she gently rubbed my shaft. "I'm going to suck your cock, Damon," she whispered sultrily. "I'm going to suck off your big, hard cock and let you cum all over my face." "Fuck," I moaned as sexually charged shivers rippled through me. My cock literally twitched under her gentle touch, desperate to get off. Carynne jumped on the bed beside me. She lay down on her stomach and cupped her face in her hands just inches away from Amanda and I. She grinned at the two of us, her eyes wide open, apparently determined to enjoy the show. Amazingly, rather than be embarrassed at someone watching, I got more excited at the thought of this amazing girl watching Amanda suck me off until I blasted her with cum. I had no idea what was happening to me, but I knew that I was definitely starting to like it. Amanda slowly stroked my cock, using her fingers to gather up my precum and rub it all over my shaft and balls. I inhaled deeply as I watched her beautiful face move closer to my shaft, her tongue sticking out. The feeling of it touching the head of my dick was like an explosion in my brain, every neuron discharging signals of pleasure and lust simultaneously. I leaned backwards on my arms as Amanda's mouth smoothly slipped over my raging cock, her lips firmly locking around it. I stared in awe as her mouth sank down my shaft, devouring inch after inch of it. I had no illusions with regards to the size of my cock, but Amanda was a fairly small girl, after all. Still, she smoothly sank down, and it wasn't until she had almost reached the end of my length when I felt my cockhead push against her throat. I drew in a sharp breath as I felt Amanda's throat working, trying to let me inside. She gagged a few times, then gave up for the moment. She backed off my cock and gasped for air, a thin string of her saliva dangling between her lips and my shaft. "Damn, your cock is big," she grinned. "You need to give me some time to get that all the way in my throat." "Oh please, keep going," I said, gasping for air. Amanda nodded with a little smile and slid her mouth over my shaft again, going smoothly down until it reached her throat. Again she tried to get me further, gagging and gargling on my cock, before coming up for another breath of air. "I think I can get it now," she said lewdly. She took a huge gulp of air and impaled her face on my shaft again. Her eyes looked up, staring straight into mine as she opened her throat, swallowed, then slid the final inch of my pole into her mouth. "Oh wow, you've got that whole big cock in your throat!" Carynne moaned, her eyes locked on the spectacle taking place just in front of her. Amanda just moaned with pleasure at her friend's remark and slipped her mouth off my cock with one smooth motion. The feeling of her lips slurping along my flesh sent tingles up my spine. I knew I was just moments away from cumming. "Mmmm, that's a really, really nice cock you've got," Amanda said sexily, stroking it a few times while she lowered her face towards my balls. Her tongue licked around my ball sack a few times before she gently sucked one into her mouth. "God, Amanda!" I moaned, grabbing her hair and pulling her face against my nuts. Her hand pumped my shaft, the slickness of my precum aiding in the smooth motion. She let go of my balls with her mouth and looked me right in the eyes again. "Now I'm going to make you cum. I want your cum all over my face, Damon. On my cheeks and in my hair. I want you to drown me like Carynne got drowned!" Without waiting for a reply, Amanda took my pole between her lips and slid down expertly, taking my whole cock back into her throat. I felt her tongue swirl around it, then she moved her head back, her lips causing delicious friction along my dick. She pulled almost all the way off, then slid forward again, repeating the motion over and over as she wetly slobbered along my cock. Her mouth was so wet and so hot that I felt myself rapidly lose it. Suddenly Carynne got up and pressed her sexy body against my back, her tongue slithering in my ear. "Cum on her! Spray your cum all over that gorgeous face!" she hissed. I groaned as I felt the cold, sticky wetness on her face rub against my cheek and her hard nipples press between my shoulder blades. My balls were boiling as that familiar sensation shot through me. My cock bucked in Amanda's mouth, and she managed to pull it out just before the first stream of cum spat out of it. It exploded against the gorgeous girl's cheek, soaking her instantly. "Fuck yes, cum all over me!" Amanda moaned, her hand pounding along my shaft, trying to jerk every last drop of fluid from my body. Several globs of cum wildly flew around, one splashing on her ear, before a second spray of semen launched straight onto her forehead. It drenched her hairline, then slowly started to ooze down into her eyebrows. Amanda was giggling wildly as my cum continued to cover her, her mouth wide open to try to catch as much of it as she could. Carynne's tongue was licking all over my cheeks, ears, and neck as she silently encouraged me to soak her friend. I grabbed Amanda's hand which was still pumping my shaft, using it to aim my cock towards her open mouth. I nearly cried out in pleasure as my final rope of cum burst forth, shooting straight down her throat. Amanda coughed a little at the unexpected sensation but quickly swallowed my jizz. When she saw that I had reached my limit, she clasped her mouth around my cockhead and sucked like a vacuum, trying to slurp every last drop out of my painfully swollen cock. All the energy drained out of me as I slumped forward. Amanda sucked my cock for a few more moments, then let it loudly pop out of her mouth. "God, your cum tastes good!" she moaned appreciatively. Her tongue swirled around the corners of her mouth, trying to gather more of it. Carynne quickly slipped off the bed and knelt beside Amanda. Before I even knew what was happening, the small brunette had grabbed Amanda's face between her hands and started licking her all over, slurping up my cum. Rather than complain, Amanda moaned, returning Carynne's tongue bath with her own. I stared in amazement as Carynne scooped up a large glob of my cum from Amanda's forehead, then shared it with the amazingly hot blonde. Both girls groaned loudly as their tongues fought and danced against each other, my cum being shared between them. I felt like my life had reached its peak, right there. Once all my cum was mostly cleaned off her face, Amanda broke the kiss and looked at me, her eyes still blazing like an inferno. "Did you enjoy that?" she asked, a proud grin on her face. "Oh my God, Amanda! You are unbelievable!" I said, completely bewildered at how sexy she was. I had just watched her make out with another girl, swapping my cum with her, and rather than be annoyed or jealous, I just got more horny. I briefly wondered if it was because of all the alcohol that I'd had. Amanda put both her arms on my knees and lifted herself up against me. Our mouths and tongues eagerly met as I fell backwards on the bed, pulling her on top of me. I could feel her almost purring in my mouth as we made out, while my hands gently rubbed along her back and grabbed her ass. "I'll be next door," Carynne giggled. "Once you two are done here, you can come too if you want." She smacked Amanda's butt with a loud slap, causing the blonde to cry out in surprise, then she quickly scampered out the door before Amanda could retaliate; the sound of her laughter trailed behind her like an echo. "Judging from what I just saw, I take it Carynne is one of those girls you've been messing around with?" I asked breathlessly. Amanda nodded. "Does it bother you that I fool around with them?" she asked. "No, it doesn't. I'm not really even sure why it doesn't, but seeing you make out with my sister and with Carynne just makes me hornier than I've ever been. It'll probably still take me a little to get used to it, but it doesn't bother me. I just hope that you messing around with the girls won't come between us," I said quietly. "It won't, Damon, I promise. I really, really like you," she said softly. "In fact, I'm pretty crazy about you." "I'm pretty crazy about you too," I said, smiling at her. "You are the most incredible girl I've ever met." She kissed me gently, sucking on my lower lip for a second. "You're so sweet. I'm so glad I finally got a chance with you." We both smiled at each other and lost ourselves in kissing. We finally stopped making out after awhile and got up, both of us stretching. I glanced at my watch, seeing it was a little after 2am; I was getting pretty tired and wondered how long Stacey was planning on staying. Maybe Amanda and I could just take a quick nap. "I want to go see how the others are doing," Amanda said as she walked to the door. "Do you know where they are?" I asked. The nap would have to wait awhile, it seemed. "From what Carynne said, I'm pretty sure she and Stacey, at least, are next door. Kelsey and Mikaela might be there too, otherwise we'll look for them." I nodded as we both walked out of the room. Next door turned out to be the room on the other side of the staircase, as the room actually right next to us was empty. As we walked along the stairway's railing, two girls came out of the door we were headed to. I guessed them to be of college age, maybe even part of the sorority. As we got a little closer, I recognized one of them as the redhead we had watched ride a cock awhile ago. Her friend, a skinny brunette, I had never seen before. "That was so fucking hot!" the brunette commented to her friend. "I know. That young little thing sure knows how to eat pussy," the redhead grinned. Amanda and I looked at each other, both of us smiling wickedly. It seemed there was quite a party going on in there. As the two girls approached us, Amanda asked them, "Hey girls, what's happening in that room?" The brunette excused herself, saying she had to go pee and kept on walking, but the redhead smiled at Amanda, taking her time to check out the hot high school girl. "I think you'd fit in there pretty well," the redhead said. "Why is that?" "It's a bunch of girls all ravaging each other. There's a few your age in there who are really going at it." "Fuck, I've got to see this!" I said. The redhead shook her head, her shoulder length hair whirling along her face. "Sorry, stud, no guys allowed in there. It's Samantha's bedroom, and she doesn't really like guys very much. Girls only." "Oh, come on!" I complained, my face drooping in disappointment, which caused both girls to giggle. "Don't worry, I'll go see who's in there, and I'll be right back. Try to behave yourself now," Amanda said with a pert grin and a wink towards the redhead, right before she disappeared through the door. I could hear multiple female voices moaning from inside; my cock twitched in my pants at the sound. "Awww, poor guy, left all by yourself," the redhead snickered. "Yeah, don't you feel sorry for me?" I said, pulling a poor pouty face. She grinned at me, moving a few steps closer. As I watched her approach, I realized she was actually very pretty. Her face and her arms were freckled which gave her a cute, young girl look. She had beautiful features and a killer body dressed in boy shorts and a very tight t-shirt that did little to hide the rock hard nipples on her firm tits. I sighed deeply as I remembered what she had looked like naked not so long ago. "I'm Katie," she said. "Damon. Nice to meet you." "I know who you are, Damon. Is that your girlfriend?" she asked, nodding in the direction of the door that Amanda had gone into. "I think so." She flashed a funny grin at my answer. "Do you think she's going in there to fuck?" I drew in a deep breath as images flooded my mind: Amanda lying naked between a bunch of other girls, fingering, licking and rubbing pussies wherever she could find them ... soft moans coming from all the girls as they came over and over again. "You hope she is, don't you?" Katie said teasingly. "Yes," I groaned. "Were you fucking in there?" "I was, yes. There was this smoking hot brunette who made me cum twice with her tongue. I creamed all over her face, and she absolutely loved it," Katie grinned, her face flushed. I swallowed deeply as I felt my cock rise again; I desperately wanted to go inside that room and just watch. "What did she look like?" I asked, curious if she was talking about Carynne. "Um, brunette, young, I guess eighteen or nineteen or so. Gorgeous face, light blue eyes, ponytail. Really nice, full breasts." I felt a peculiar tickle in my stomach. Carynne didn't really have full breasts—or a ponytail for that matter—but another brunette did. "Was she wearing a red plaid skirt and a tie top?" "Well, she wasn't wearing much of anything, but she did have an absolutely fabulous body. I think one of the other girls inside called her Kelsey?" I sighed as my suspicions were confirmed. My little sister was in that bedroom, involved in a lesbian orgy, eating pussy, having girls cum on her face, and probably a whole lot more. I wasn't sure if I was shocked or envious. Probably a little of both. "Do you know her?" Katie asked curiously. I nodded. "She's my sister." "Are you serious?" she said, her hand going to her mouth. "Yes." "Oh my God, I am so sorry!" Katie said, a shocked look on her face. "Sorry? What are you sorry for?" I asked, perplexed. "I just fucked your sister!" "Don't worry about that. Kelsey's old enough to make her own decisions." I shrugged. "I'm assuming you didn't force her or anything weird like that?" "No, of course not!" "Well, then you have nothing to apologize for." "So you're not angry about it?" "No. It just seems I keep running into girls lately that have messed around with my sister," I said, shaking my head with a grin. "Really? Who else has your sister been..." Katie started to say, then she saw me staring at the bedroom door. She got an intrigued smile on her face. "Don't tell me. Your girlfriend?" I nodded. "Yup. Her and God knows who else." "How long have you known about the both of them?" "I really didn't know for sure until today." "And how long have you been with your girlfriend?" "Also today," I grinned. She shook her head with an unbelieving smile. "Sounds like you had quite a busy day today! Though it seems you might be in a rather peculiar love triangle." "Tell me about it," I said quietly. She must have sensed my change in tone as she put her hand on my arm and squeezed comfortingly. "You seem worried," she said. I gave her a surprised look, causing her to giggle. "I'm sorry, I just have this thing for psychology," she said. "My friends say I'm always pulling these kinds of revelations about them out of thin air too." I chuckled. "Are they true?" She shrugged. "More often than not. Is it true in your case?" "Yeah, I guess it is," I sighed. "So what are you worried about?" "Can I ask why you're so interested in the personal details of a stranger?" "Sure," she said calmly. "Mostly it's because you seem like a really nice guy. Also, this happens to be what I love doing." I smirked. "Do you want me to lie down on a couch for you, doctor?" She moved closer to me. "Only if you'll let me get on top of you," she whispered sensually in my ear. "Is that your standard price?" I laughed. "No. That's my special price, just for you," she grinned. "Are you trying to get in my pants?" "Well, that is what we invited you and friends over for," she said, her eyes smoky. I paused for a second. "You were with the girls at the pool this morning?" "Yes." "What were you doing there?" "Diana's brother swims for one of high schools that competed, so we went with her to watch him." "Do you often go to watch high school guys? Trolling for young kids?" I grinned. She laughed happily at that. "No, it was nothing like that. But when we saw you and your friends all together, we quickly decided to invite you to our party tonight." "To fuck." "Yeah." I felt myself blush. "I'm sorry I haven't lived up to our part of the bargain." She grinned. "Your friends have more than made up for your absence, don't worry." "Really? How do you know?" "Because I've fucked all of them," she said, matter-of-factly. "Holy shit, you're kidding?" "No, I'm not. I really like sex, you know," she said, moving a few inches closer to me, pressing her body against mine. Feeling her tits push against me made my temperature rise by what felt like a few dozen degrees. "I just love fucking guys senseless. Just riding them until they explode in my cunt, all that creamy cum deep inside me. Mmmm." I threw a glance at the door, expecting Amanda to come storming out any second now. "Are you hoping your girlfriend will rescue you from me?" Katie teased. "What? No ... I, I was just..." "She's most likely getting her little brains fucked out right now, Damon. She probably has that ridiculously sexy skirt pulled up on her hips, and she's getting fingered by two girls. They're putting fingers up both her holes, and she's cumming like crazy while a pussy is grinding against her face, spraying juice all over her," Katie panted, eagerly licking her lips at the fantasy she was describing. I shuddered at the thought. The mere idea of a lesbian orgy turned my brain to mush; having it so vividly detailed by a smoking hot redhead just added fuel to the fire. "I'll just go check," Katie said, walking over to the door. Before I could stop her, she opened it and peeked inside for a few seconds. She turned around with a satisfied grin on her face, closing the door behind her again. "Looks like I was right. Your girlfriend is in there, having her little pussy eaten by your sister." I closed my eyes and tried to swallow. While I wasn't completely sure how I felt about it, the truth of the matter was that the mere idea of the two of them fucking was enough to drive me mad with sheer lust. I wanted nothing more in the entire world than to be allowed to watch them. Or to fuck them. As soon as that thought coursed through me, I caught myself. I wanted to fuck my sister? What the hell was I thinking? Katie walked up right beside me, kissing my cheek as her hands rubbed over my body. "Poor boy. Left alone while the girls are fucking each other. Perhaps someone else can help you out, hmm?" I was shivering under the touch of her fingertips, and I felt my objections dwindle. Amanda had seemed to make it clear that she wouldn't be upset if I fooled around, and Katie was rapidly driving me crazy. Part of my brain reasoned that if Amanda was in there fucking my sister—and who knew who else—why couldn't I fuck around as well? Katie expertly unbuttoned my shirt, pulling it open and running her fingers across my abs. "God, I love swimmer bodies," she moaned. "You guys are so hot." I felt her hand open my zipper, eagerly reaching inside to grab my swiftly rising cock. "Katie, I..." I started to say. "Sshhh," she whispered. "Just enjoy it." "But..." "No buts. Unless you want to put it up mine?" she grinned roguishly. "Fuck!" I gasped. My eyes were nearly popping out of my skull. "Are you serious?" "Yes," she moaned as her hand kept pumping my cock which had become rock hard again. Her tongue was slithering over my ear and I could feel her hard nipples pressing against my side. "Please fuck me, Damon," she moaned. "Fuck me with this hard cock. I'll really take it up my ass if you want." My mind was swimming in a haze of lust and alcohol. I was desperate to fuck, and here was this smoking hot college girl offering me her cunt and her ass. A jolt of pleasure shot through me, sending tingles down my spine. I stopped resisting and roughly grabbed her, eliciting a squeal of happiness from her. I put my hands under her ass and lifted her up as our mouths found each other, both of us moaning while we kissed hungrily. Katie locked her legs around my hips while her hands struggled to take off her t-shirt. As her marvelously firm tits came into view, I sighed with anticipation. "I am so fucking hot for you. I want you to fuck my brains out!" Katie hissed. "Not here," I grunted. "Not in the hallway." "Second door on your left; that's my bedroom," she panted. I pulled her up further against me to make sure she wouldn't fall, then stumbled the dozen or so steps to her door. While her tongue was making a thorough inspection for any cavities in my teeth, I fumbled with the door knob, then lurched inside. "Turn the light on," she groaned. "I want to see your big cock nailing me!" I pawed around for the light switch, a task made more difficult by the fact that Katie was practically tearing my shirt off. My arms got tangled in the sleeves but I managed to find the switch, flipping it on. Katie dropped down to the floor, then swiftly sank to her knees and started pulling open my pants, her face glowing with lust. I leaned back against the wall, half naked, shivering in delight. I couldn't believe what was happening. I was about to get sucked off by a hot, nymphomaniac college girl I had literally only just met! She pulled down my pants and boxers in one easy move and practically devoured my cock. She slid down my shaft in a single smooth gulp, easily taking the whole length in her mouth. Her tongue teasingly stabbed against my balls while she slurped on my dick, bobbing her face up and down. "Oh fuck, Katie!" I sighed, my knees having difficulty holding me upright. While she was hungrily sucking my cock, she lowered her hands to her shorts, quickly pulling them off her ass and bundling them up around her knees. She grabbed my cock by the base and pulled her mouth off, slapping herself on her face with my spit-covered pole. "Mmmm, you've got such a nice cock!" she breathed, before inhaling my entire length back into her mouth. She tickled my balls with her left hand while I saw her right hand playing with her pussy. I grabbed her head with both my hands and forcefully shoved my cock into her mouth. She opened her eyes and looked at me with pure joy; then, she leaned her head back and nodded to show I could continue. Firmly holding her head, I began to ride my cock in and out of her luscious mouth, eagerly fucking her face, my balls slapping against her chin as she moaned at every stroke. The wonderful feeling of her sensual lips on my shaft almost shut down my brain as I felt myself getting closer to cumming. My breathing slowly got heavier and more intense. Katie let me fuck her mouth for a few more strokes, then she pulled herself off. "Don't cum in my mouth," she panted. "I want it in my pussy!" "God," I groaned. She quickly got up and took off her shorts, then put her back against the wall. I struggled to get my pants and boxers off, then she motioned for me to come stand against her, lifting her leg all the way up against my shoulder. I stared in amazement at her agility, causing her to giggle. "What? Do you think your little blonde girlfriend is the only one who can do that?" she teased. She put her hands on my shoulders, pulling me closer. I shivered with joy at the feeling of her naked flesh against my bare chest. She was a bit shorter than I was, so my cock jabbed against her tummy. I quickly grabbed it, bending my knees as I guided it towards her slit; her cunt was so hot it seemed to sear me as I came closer. I placed the head of my shaft against her moist cavern, then looked into her eyes. "Fuck me!" she wailed, clasping her mouth against mine. I roughly shoved forward, my cock smoothly slipping deep inside her velvety hole. It was unbelievably wet, and I knew that this wonderful heaven would make me spray in minutes. I curled both my arms around her upstretched leg, using it as leverage while I lustily plowed into her cunt. She squealed and whimpered at every thrust, with little squelching noises escaping from her pussy every time my cock rammed inside her. She was so wet that I figured more guys had cum inside her, but I didn't care, eagerly driving my cock through the gooey mess. "Oh fuck. Fuck my slutty cunt!" she begged. "Harder, fuck me harder!" My cock felt like it was on fire as it plowed in and out of her wonderful cunt, the friction of her wet folds overriding all other feelings. "Jesus, keep fucking me, I'm gonna cum!" Katie whimpered while harshly driving her nails in my shoulders. The sharp sting of pain echoed through me as I mindlessly plundered her fuckhole. The gorgeous redhead's body tightened up, her cunt practically ripping my cock off once her orgasm began. I grit my teeth and kept plowing inside her, forcing my shaft through the wonderfully tight opening. I looked down, grinning as I saw and felt my cock being covered in her cum. She shuddered for what seemed like ages. Once she was done cumming, I pulled out of her—to her great disappointment—and I roughly grabbed her and half pulled, half flung her onto the bed. She giggled as she rolled onto her back, spreading her legs delectably wide. The sight of her glistening cunt, swollen with arousal, made me gasp in delight. Without hesitation I climbed on top of her, guiding my throbbing cock back inside her slit. I immediately resumed my earlier activities, plowing myself into her at a blistering pace; my balls were loudly slapping against her ass on every wild thrust. Katie was groaning deliriously as she locked her legs around my ass, apparently using her muscles to try to pull me completely inside her cunt. I leaned down and our mouths met for another hot, sloppy kiss as my cock roughly invaded her squelching pussy. Within seconds, Katie's body started shivering again, my relentless pounding driving her over the edge into another orgasm. Though not as strong as the first one, I still felt a huge gush of her cum flood out over my cock. The sopping noises emanating from her tight slit drove me over the edge, and I slammed my entire length inside her as I came too. "Oh, Katie, I'm cumming!" I hissed as my cock pumped stream after stream of my seed inside her. "Give it to me! Fill me with your hot fucking cum!" she mewled. Her body was still spasming from her own climax, and her head thrashed wildly. I grabbed her hips as I pulled her up against me; her back arched as I grunted loudly while blasting my semen into her cunt. My cock twitched a few more times, dribbling some extra cum into her eagerly milking slit, then it slipped out. Completely spent, I half slid, half fell down on top of her. Her hand gently touched my cheek, turning my face towards her. She gave me a soft, sensual kiss, her tongue barely touching mine as we slowly began to relax. She was rubbing her pussy against my deflating shaft, causing me to moan at the tickling sensation. "Mmmm. Fuck, that was amazing," Katie moaned in happiness. "Damn," I groaned, my body still trying to recover from its high. Katie slid out from under me and winced a little, touching her shivering legs which seemed to have a bit of trouble recovering after our savage fuck. She sat up, gingerly stretching out her legs. "I'm sorry if I hurt you," I said. "Don't be sorry. I love being fucked that hard," she grinned. "A little pain at the end is well worth it." I leaned forward to kiss her, and she wrapped her arms around my neck, leaning back on the bed and pulling me back on top of her. I couldn't help but think that not thirty minutes before, Amanda and I had been in a similar position, and I felt a huge surge of guilt. "Mmmm, you're a fucking stud," she said happily between kisses. "You're unbelievably hot," I said, smiling half-heartedly. "Are you regretting that we fucked?" she asked softly, her face a worried frown. "No! Not at all. I'm just wondering what Amanda will say," I said quietly. "If she gives you any grief about it, let me know. I'll fuck that tight little body of hers until she forgives you," Katie said with a small grin. I chuckled at her joke, then realized that Amanda might really like that. The door to the bedroom suddenly opened, and I turned around, half fearing that it was Amanda and that she'd be supremely pissed off. A well muscled guy and a tall, raven haired girl stumbled into the room, desperately kissing each other while they were tearing each other's clothes off. "Uh, this bedroom is taken, guys," Katie said dryly. I shook my head with a smile as the two hadn't seemed to have heard her. They were still groping each other and going at it. "Hey, are you two fucking deaf?" Katie said, much louder. "Get the fuck out!" The two broke their kiss and turned their heads towards us. As their faces came into view, an icy wave of anger swept through me. "Jeff?" I asked incredulously, as if I didn't recognize him like I would my own sister. He'd only been my best friend for nearly half a decade, after all. "Hey, what's up, D?" he grinned as he looked at the girl he was holding. I knew her very well too, considering that for over a year she'd been my girlfriend. A girlfriend who had broken up with me, so she'd told me, because she was fucking another guy. I just never knew who. Now I did. "So I finally get to meet your mystery girlfriend, huh? The one whose pussy is better than any you've ever fucked? You fucking backstabbing weasel!" I said, almost seething with anger. "So? What of it, man?" Jeff said smugly. "Get the fuck out of here, Damon!" Kim snapped. "Hey, bitch, perhaps you didn't hear me the first two fucking times. This is my bedroom, and you two have about three seconds to get the fuck out yourselves!" Katie said angrily. "Whatever! You can have your bedroom and that fucking limp dick!" Kim snorted. "We'll find another place to fuck." I ignored both of them as I put my face right in front of Jeff's. "How long have you been fucking her?" "None of your fucking business!" "You were doing her while she and I were still together, weren't you?" "Yes, he was!" Kim said scornfully. "At least he knows how to satisfy me!" "Shut up, Kim. You're too much of a selfish bitch to be satisfied with anything," I snarled. Jeff pushed me with both his hands, causing me to stumble back a few steps. "Don't talk to her like that!" he yelled. "Why not? It's the fucking truth, you just can't see it yet." I got right back up against him, our noses almost touching. "You were my best friend, and then you fucked that whore behind my back! You didn't even have the decency to wait until we'd broken up." "Wait for you to break up? Shit, D, I was the fucking reason you two broke up! She doesn't get bored to tears every night with me!" he taunted. "Of course not, you're a new fucking toy. You'll be interesting for a few more weeks, then she'll get bored and fuck someone else behind your back too. Once a worthless skank, always a worthless skank." Jeff's punch came quick and hard, a left hook aimed right at my jaw. I barely managed to dodge it, then he was on top of me, wrestling me to the ground. We rolled around the room for a bit, bumping into the nightstand and sending Katie's lamp crashing to the ground, shattering it. "Stop fucking fighting!" Katie yelled, but Jeff and I both ignored her. As we tried to gain position over each other, occasionally swinging a blow, I heard the bedroom door open and Katie calling for help. "Get him, Jeff! Beat the shit out of him!" Kim shrieked. Fucking bitch, I thought as I managed to get a punch in against Jeff's jaw, only to eat one myself in return. Jeff was snarling curses at me, but I saved my breath and focused on fighting. There'd be plenty of time for insults later. We struggled for a few more moments when Jeff was suddenly yanked off me, the sole remaining bouncer easily holding him up. He reached for me, and I motioned that I'd get up myself. "Let me go, asshole!" Jeff snarled at the bouncer, who stoically ignored him and pulled me up by my throat, causing me to gargle in surprise. As soon as he had both of us firmly in his grasp, he moved us out of the bedroom, down the stairs and out the front door. With a mighty heave he threw both of us off the porch and out onto the lawn in front of the sorority house. Jeff and I both stood up quickly, coming to stand right in front of each other with a murderous glare in our eyes. Kim came running out a few seconds later, and a small crowd of people gathered around us, obviously thrilled at the prospect of some action. "You don't want to do this, D," Jeff grinned. "You know you can't take me." "Was it really worth it, Jeff? Betraying your best friend for some pussy?" "It's not just some pussy, man! It's the best pussy I ever had! She fucking blows my mind in bed. Too bad you never saw what you had in her." "Oh, I saw alright. I had a cheating fucking whore," I said testily. "You can have her, asshole. Fuck both of you!" I turned around and took a few steps back to the sorority house. The fucking bitch wasn't worth fighting over. "Jeff, don't let him walk away! Beat the crap out of him!" Kim hissed. "What the fuck is your problem, you stupid slut? What more do you want?" I snarled, turning my head towards her. "I want to hear you fucking beg, asshole! Jeff, beat him up!" Jeff looked at her uncertainly, hesitating for a moment. It seemed her anger even surprised him. "Jeff, do this for me, and I'll let you fuck my ass!" Kim eagerly told her new boyfriend. I snorted in disbelief. Her ass had always been an absolute no-fly zone when she was with me; now she was offering it up to watch me get beat up? "What did I ever do to you?" I asked her, completely confused. I had absolutely no idea where all her anger was coming from. I'd always believed we'd been happy together. Before she could answer, Jeff rushed me, slamming his shoulder in my stomach. I went down hard, and my one-time friend jumped on top of me, raining punches down at my face. I managed to protect myself with my elbows and kicked up with my right leg, curling it around his shoulder. Yanking my leg down, I pulled him off me; then, I wasted no time in jumping on top of him, bashing my knee into his side. The unexpected blow caused him to expel all his breath in a loud whoosh of air while I grabbed his hands, putting my weight down on them as I slowly forced his arms down. He tried to pull the same move I'd just done on him, but I brushed his leg aside and climbed on top of him in a full mount, my legs on both sides of his torso, holding him in place. Gritting my teeth, I struggled to move his arms out of the way, then swiftly delivered a powerful punch to his face. I winced as a sharp flare of pain shot through my hand, but I ignored it. I punched him again, and his eyes began to look unfocused. "Are you happy now, Jeff?" I asked accusingly. "You piss away your best friend for that worthless cunt, and now you get beat up for it too." A body came flying at me from the side, sending me sprawling into the street. I made an effort to roll with it but landed awkwardly on my shoulder, collapsing in a heap. Someone kicked me in the ribs, and I grunted at the pain. I turned my head and saw several of Jeff's fellow jocks standing around me. I tried to get up and got a kick in the stomach for my trouble; I grit my teeth to keep from retching and crawled onto my hands and knees. Three of the guys took a turn kicking me in the stomach, and I quickly rolled into a ball, trying to protect myself. Jeff had gotten back up and was towering over me, a cruel grin on his face. "Who's getting beaten up now, D?" he taunted, right before he kicked me too. I spit in his direction and made an effort to get away from him. One of his buddies kicked me again, stopping that plan cold. I rolled over on my back, groaning with the pain that was coursing through my stomach, holding my legs and arms in front of it to protect it from more punishment. The pavement felt ice cold underneath me. The six football players towered over me, ready to kick or beat me if I again tried to get up. Each of them had that decidedly vapid gaze that showed me they were all stoned or drunk. Or both. I heard the click of heels on the pavement beside me and turned my head to see Kim standing there, a vicious grin on her face. "Not so fucking great now, are you?" she sneered. "Fuck off, bitch," I croaked out. "Kick him again!" she ordered. Jeff and his buddies looked at each other, all of them hesitating. She waited a few seconds, then snarled, "I said, kick him again, Jeff!" "Look, babe, we've hurt him enough, okay? It's over," he said uncomfortably. "No, it's not!" she hissed, then she kicked me full in the face. The toe of her shoe hit me squarely in the nose, sending a bright lance of pure agony right through it. "Ow, fuck! You fucking whore!" I cried out, rolling on the ground and clutching my face as tears streamed down my cheeks from the pain. Kim laughed as she kicked me in the stomach twice. "You fucking asshole! That's what you get! You thought you could just get away with all of that? Huh?" From somewhere nearby a familiar voice screamed in anger, and Kim let out a startled yelp as she crashed to the ground. I looked over, rapidly blinking my eyes several times to clear the tears and to make sure I was actually seeing what I thought I was seeing. Kelsey was astride Kim's back, her small fists pummeling the hell out of my ex. Though my sister gave up almost five inches and some twenty pounds to Kim, she was in phenomenal shape from her cheering, and she easily held the bitch down despite Kim's attempts to get up. Kim was shrieking in pain and anger as Kelsey rained blows on her head and shoulders. A constant litany of curses spewed out of my sister's mouth. Some of the football players laughed at the sight, but Jeff's face turned dark. "Get that fucking little bitch off her!" he ordered. "Maybe a few punches to her pretty face will teach her some manners." One of the football players nodded, rushing over to the two struggling girls. I tried to get up to stop him but Jeff put a foot on my chest, pushing me back down. I growled in frustration as I watched Jeff's buddy approach my sister. Kelsey wasn't even aware of the asshole who was coming up behind her. The jock was about to grab Kelsey when a full beer can came flying out of nowhere, hitting him full in the stomach. He let out a loud grunt of pain and collapsed, clutching his gut with his hands. "Hey, do any of you fuckers know why I'm called The Viking?" Erik asked, standing a few feet away, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers. He was casually flipping another full can of beer in his hands. "What the hell? Who the fuck is this guy?" one of the jocks said to the others as they all stared at Erik in amazement. "Nobody? Well, mostly it's because I'm hung like a Norse God," Erik grinned. "But it's also because I just love fucking up little bitches like you. Pretty much like an actual Viking!" Even though I was in pain, I snickered a little. Erik was crazy at the best of times. If he was drunk, there was no saying what would come out of his mouth. "Fuck off, man. This is none of your business!" Jeff said, sounding quite agitated. He looked over at Kim, who was still getting hammered mercilessly by my sister. "You beat up one of my friends six to one, it becomes my business, fuckstain," Erik said darkly. "It's still five to two, man. Get out of here before we beat the shit out of you too!" one of the football players threatened. "I knew you jocks were fucking dumb, but I had no clue you couldn't even count!" Daryll interjected as he and Brian walked up beside Erik. Being in the shape they were in, they struck a pretty formidable sight, especially since none of them was wearing anything beyond just jeans. I saw Amanda, Stacey, Katie and a whole bunch of other girls come up behind them; the girls' faces were dark with anger. They seemed ready to jump in and join the fight if given the slightest reason to. Jeff licked his lips as he considered the odds. "Let me get Kim and Jimmy, and we'll get out of here, okay? There's no need for more fighting." "That's what you say, you piece of shit. I'm in the mood to kick your fucking ass until it stops bleeding!" Erik said grimly. The jocks took one long took at the group of people, then they bolted, leaving Jeff by himself. He looked as if he was going to run too, but threw an agonized glance at Kim who was currently being yanked to her feet by her hair. My sister was still yelling curses at her. Amanda ran over to Kelsey, gently taking her by the shoulders and pleading with her to stop. Kelsey resisted at first, trying several more times to hit Kim, until she finally let her best friend pull her away. Kim staggered away unsteadily, stunned by what had happened to her. Jeff ran over and ducked his shoulder underneath her arm, holding her up. "I will get you for this, you little bitch," Kim said weakly. Her face was scratched and bruised in several places, and her right eye was starting to swell shut. "If you ever touch my brother again, I will fucking kill you!" Kelsey spat, her face radiating pure hatred. She took a step towards Kim but was quickly pulled back by Amanda, who wrapped both her arms around Kelsey's shoulders and chest. Amanda gave my sister a few kisses on the back of her head, whispering softly in her ear. Whatever she said seemed to help as Kelsey calmed down a little. Jeff and Kim slunk off, with Jeff helping the groaning football player off the ground. As they went towards their car, Amanda and Kelsey ran towards me, then knelt beside me. "Oh God, Damon!" Kelsey exclaimed as she pulled away my hands that I'd still been holding over my nose. Amanda's eyes were wet with tears as she dabbed at my face with a tissue; I was shocked to see it come away full of blood. I looked at my hands and saw they were covered in blood as well. "It's okay," I said. "It's just my nose. I think she may have broken it when she kicked it. It looks a lot worse than it is." "Jesus, man, you look awful," Erik said as he squatted beside me. Daryll and Brian came up behind him, as did most of the girls. "Thanks Erik," I said dryly. "Also thanks for saving my ass." "Hey, what are buddies for?" "We need to get him to the hospital," Kelsey said, looking at Stacey. "I don't want to go to the hospital," I complained. "I'll be fine." "Damon, if you broke your nose, a doctor should take a look at it," Kelsey insisted. "I think you should listen to your sister, D," Brian said. I looked over at Amanda, who gave me a wan smile through her tears. "I really wish you'd go to the hospital to make sure you're okay," she said softly. I sighed. "Fine." Erik and Brian helped my to my feet, a painful process because of the dull ache in my stomach. As we walked over to Brian's car, Katie handed me my shirt. I tried to apologize to her, but she turned around without a word and walked back into the house. A few minutes later quite a few people started exiting the house, looking decidedly unhappy at having to do so. I figured the party had been declared over, and I felt terrible about ruining everyone's night as I slowly, painfully put my shirt on. Brian and Stacey argued a bit over who would take me to the hospital, but Brian eventually won. Neither Amanda nor Kelsey would leave my side, so Stacey just hugged them both and returned their phones. Then, she walked off to her car with Mikaela and Carynne while Brian helped me get in his Jeep. It was a pretty miserable drive to the hospital, every bump of the jeep sending pain through my body. My nose had turned into a dull ache, but the sharp flashes of pain from my ribs and stomach made my eyes water every time. "I should have driven in Stacey's SUV," I growled after one particularly nasty bump. "Be glad I don't make you walk," Brian said with a grin, looking in his rear view mirror at the two girls. They were both uncharacteristically quiet as they sat close together. Kelsey had her head resting on Amanda's shoulder. "Are you okay, girls?" I asked. I tried to turn around, but my stomach shrieked at me to face forward. "Just worried about you," Amanda sighed. "You don't have to worry about him, honey," Brian said. "His stomach can take a flat power dive from a ten meter tower. I'm sure a few kicks haven't hurt it too badly." I chuckled as I remembered my fateful dive six months ago, when I'd tried to show off by diving from the highest tower and had hit the water flat on my chest and stomach. It had hurt like hell for a week. "Besides, that broken beak actually improves his looks. He's got kind of a hawkish thing going on now," Brian grinned. Amanda let out a few giggles, clasping her hand in front of her mouth. "Sis, how about you?" I asked. Kelsey was usually never this quiet. "My hands hurt," she said softly. I turned in my seat, ignoring my stomach's protests, giving my sister a worried look. Amanda was gently rubbing Kelsey's hands between her own. Kelsey smiled as she saw me looking at her. "Hitting someone's face with your fists isn't really the best thing to do, huh?" "No, it's not," I said, smiling back at her. "Maybe you should leave the fighting to the boys next time." "Yeah, 'cause you were doing so well!" she snorted. "Why didn't you wait for Brian and the others to come downstairs?" Amanda asked her. "They were right behind us." "I don't know. When I saw that bitch kicking him while he was helpless on the ground, I just got so angry!" Kelsey said grimly. "I was just livid. I really wanted to just beat the shit out of her, and keep pounding her until she was a bloody pulp!" "Well, you definitely did that," Brian said with admiration. "Her face looked like a nice, bloody roast by the time you were done with her!" "Ewww, gross," Amanda said in a pained voice, but Kelsey and I both snickered. "You are a little savage, aren't you?" I teased my sister. She nodded fiercely. "It's just too bad I didn't have any meat hooks available." I laughed out loud, then winced in agony as my stomach reminded me why we were going to the hospital in the first place. I gingerly moved myself back to a normal sitting position and toughed out the rest of the ride. ------- It was fairly quiet at the hospital's ER section when we got there, and the four of us went up to the receptionist's desk. "Your nose don't look too good there, son," said the receptionist—a large, elderly black woman with a friendly smile. Her name tag read Laverne. "It doesn't feel that good either," I said, shaking my head slowly. "Any other problems?" she asked while she was getting the never-ending paperwork assembled for us to fill out for the rest of our natural lives. "I got kicked in the stomach a few times. I think it's bruised a bit." "We'll have a look at that too, make sure you didn't get anything damaged on the inside. Anything else?" "No, that's pretty much it," I said. "Any of you hurt?" she asked my friends, who all shook their heads in response. I looked at Kelsey and motioned for her to step forward. She shook her head again. I sighed. "My sister's hands are hurting pretty badly. I'm worried she may have sprained or broken something. Could you please have a look at her too?" "Now why on earth is a pretty lil' thing like you fightin'?" Laverne asked, astonished. "Don't you have these two beefcakes to do that for you?" Kelsey blushed, shrugging her shoulders almost imperceptibly while Brian laughed. "She jumped one of the people who was beating me up," I explained. "Well, good for you, dear. Always got to stick by your family, I say," Laverne said, smiling broadly at my sister. "I'll get you some ice for your hands, and the doctor will look at them later, okay sweetheart? You kids can go over there and fill out these papers. A nurse will come get you in a moment." We trooped over to the waiting room, sitting down and getting started on the paperwork. Brian walked over to the soda machine, after asking us if we wanted anything, which we didn't. After a couple of minutes, Laverne came over with two ice packs and gently wrapped them around Kelsey's hands. "Thank you, ma'am," Kelsey said gratefully. "You're welcome, sweetie. Gosh, if you two aren't the prettiest young girls I've seen in a long time. I can't say I care much for your choice in clothing though," the matronly woman stated, somewhat patronizingly. "But that's just my age talking, I guess." She shook her head as she walked off. Kelsey and Amanda threw each other a glance, both blushing slightly. I grinned at them as I continued to fill out the paperwork. "Crap!" Kelsey said suddenly, once Laverne was back at her desk. "What?" I asked. "We left our clothes in Stacey's car!" Kelsey complained. "Oh shit!" Amanda said, equally annoyed. "I guess you two better hope that everyone's gone to bed already, huh?" I said. "Yeah, it wouldn't be fair of me to ask Stacey to come all the way out here," Kelsey said glumly. "It'll be fine, Kel." "I guess we'll see." She shrugged. The nurse, an attractive woman in her thirties, came to get me a little while later, and I handed the paperwork over to Amanda, who said she'd help Kelsey fill it out further. The woman led me to an exam room where she made me take my shirt off. Another nurse joined her in taking my vitals, then they both examined my stomach. They seemed to take a little too long in gently probing my abs, but I figured they were probably just making sure. The doctor, an energetic young man, came in after about fifteen minutes, introducing himself as Doctor Lastings. He too probed my stomach like the nurses had, though he took decidedly less time in doing so. "Probably just bruised," he said after a few minutes. "It doesn't feel like anything burst or tore in there, but I'd still like to make an MRI, just to be sure." "Okay," I said with a shrug. "Did you get hit in the nose, Damon?" he asked as he gently probed it, causing my eyes to water. "Kicked actually," I said. He looked at me in surprise. "That must have been some kick. You're a pretty tall guy." "I was lying on the ground." "Somebody kicked you in the face while you were lying on the ground?" "Yeah." "You realize that's assault, right? You could file charges against him." "Her." "A girl kicked you in the face?" he said, looking quite surprised. "Yep." "Jeez, you kids have some wild Saturday nights nowadays." I grinned. "I'm sure you've seen worse than a guy who got beat up a little." He nodded. "I worked in County Medical in L.A. for awhile, it got pretty bad there. But around here it's usually just accidents and such. We don't get many beatings." "Lucky me then." "Well, it could have been worse. It's a clean break in your nose. I just need to set it, and it should heal fairly quickly." "Setting it ... that's going to hurt, isn't it?" I asked, a little worriedly. "Like a son of a bitch," he said, grinning crookedly. "Shit. Well, I guess we better get it over with." He nodded and sat down on a stool beside me. He made me turn my head and put his thumbs on either side of my schnoz. "On three. Ready?" he asked. "Whenever you—OW!" I screamed as he suddenly wrenched the bone back into place. "Sorry. I always do that to keep people from tensing up and making it harder. You can curse at me if you want." "Motherfucker," I hissed, tears running down my cheeks from the pain as I covered my face with my hands. He grinned. "That's reasonably polite, considering what I've been called some other times when I did this." "Sorry," I wheezed. "You just surprised me." "No problem, kid. I know full well how bad this hurts. It should mostly clear up in a few moments though, and I'll give you a prescription for some painkillers." "Thanks Doc," I said, my nose actually starting to sting a little bit less already. "You're welcome. The nurse will take you to the MRI in a bit okay?" "Sure. Hey, Doc?" "Yeah?" "Is there any way we can somehow keep this a secret from my parents?" "How old are you?" "Eighteen." "I assume you're on their health insurance, though?" "Yeah," I sighed, already seeing where this was going. "I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do then. The law says we have to tell them. It might be better if you tell them yourself before that bill comes in." I nodded glumly. "You're not worried about either of them hurting you, are you?" he said seriously. "What? Oh, no, nothing like that. I'll probably get scolded and grounded for a decade or so." "Okay, just wanted to make sure," he said. "You know, even though it was a girl who broke your nose, you should really think about pressing charges." "No, I'm not going to. Besides, she already got what was coming to her." "Oh? What happened?" "My little sister beat the crap out of her." He laughed. "I shouldn't laugh at that, but it's just funny. Is your sister the cute girl in the waiting room I saw a few moments ago? The brunette with the ice packs on her hands? Weighs like half of what you do?" "Yeah." "She had to protect you, huh?" he grinned. "Hey, she's very feisty," I grinned back. "Yeah, I'll bet she is," he said, clapping my shoulder. "How is she, by the way?" "She'll be fine. She has a minor sprain in her left wrist and some bruised knuckles." I sighed in relief. "Good. I was worried she'd really hurt herself." "She'll be up and running again before you are. Now, I have to go check on some other patients, but I'll be back once your MRI is done, okay?" "Sure. Thanks Doc." He nodded as he walked out of the room, leaving me by myself with my nose tingling like crazy. The whole MRI process took nearly and hour and a half, most of it spent waiting on the radiologist to become available. Once it was done, the nurse told me to go back to the waiting room; they'd let me know once the result of the scan was in. I wandered over into the waiting room and felt my heart sink. "Fuck," I said quietly. My dad was there, talking to Brian. He was in uniform, so the hospital must have called him at the precinct. If there was one thing he hated, it was being called away from the precinct because of something his kids did. My sister was looking glum, almost seeming to have shrunk in on herself. Amanda had her arm wrapped around Kel's shoulders. I smiled at the two of them, and Amanda smiled back, but Kelsey barely managed a little tug of the corner of her lips. "Hey Dad," I said as I walked up to him and Brian. Brian immediately excused himself and went to sit with the girls. "Damon," my dad replied, looking at me sternly. "Are you okay?" "Broke my nose. I'm still waiting on the results of the MRI on my stomach." He nodded. "Did they set it? Your nose?" "Yeah." "Did it hurt?" "Like hell." "Good. Maybe you'll remember this the next time you have the urge to get into a fight." "I didn't start..." I began, but he held up his hand. "I don't want to hear it. You know how I feel about fighting." "Well what was I supposed to do, Dad? Let Jeff just beat the crap out of me?" "You fought with Jeff? Why?" "It's a long story. In any case, he started it." "Looks like he finished it, too." "He and five of his buddies anyways," I grumbled. "You had six guys beating you up?" Dad asked, clearly surprised. "Yeah." "I thought Jeff was one of your best friends?" "Yeah, so did I. I guess we were both wrong." "Hmm. What happened to your sister?" "She jumped one of the people who was beating me up." "She beat up a guy?" "No, it was a girl actually." "Why was a girl beating you up? Did you do anything to her?" he asked ominously. "Jesus, Dad! Of course I didn't do anything to her! She was just angry at me for some freaking reason, and I have no idea why. She kicked me a few times, then Kelsey jumped her and pummeled her to the ground. She did it to help me, so please don't get mad at her for it." "What about her clothes?" he asked, his face radiating disapproval. I was about to say that I had nothing to do with that when I hesitated. Kelsey would get in major trouble with Mom for what she was wearing, and I didn't want to rat on her. "I bought her those as a present," I lied. I figured I was already in a shitload of trouble so it couldn't get much worse for me, but maybe I could spare Kelsey some grief. "Your mom is not going to be happy about that." "Yeah, well, I figured neither of you would know about it, and it wouldn't do any harm." His face clouded over even further. "You figured it wouldn't do any harm for your sister to walk around half naked?" "Dad, she's eighteen! Maybe she should be allowed to wear some sexy clothes every now and then." "One, that's not your decision and two, that sounds great right up until the point where she gets raped," he said insistently, his voice quiet to keep Kelsey from overhearing. "She's not going to get raped just because she's wearing a short skirt!" I whispered. "Most girls her age wear this kind of clothing." "Yes, I know. I deal with the ones who were attacked plenty of times at the precinct." I threw up my hands in despair. "Oh, come on. She was with me and her cheerleading squad in a club owned by the brother of one of her friends. How much safer can she get? You're acting like she was walking by herself in some seedy alley somewhere!" "If that club was so safe, then how did you get beat up?" he asked. I sighed and silently cursed. Dad always managed to get the truth out eventually; it was probably why he was such a good cop. "We uh, went to a party afterwards," I confessed. "I ran into Jeff there, we got into an argument, and we fought. They threw us out into the street, then he and his buddies ganged up on me." "What kind of party?" I flinched. I'd rather cut my own tongue out before admitting what kind of party it really was. Explaining to Dad that I had taken his little girl to a college fuck party, where she had apparently eagerly participated in an all-girl gangbang, would get me shot in the head right there. "It was a college party," I admitted. I hoped that by telling a little bit of the truth, he'd accept it and let it slide. "Was there alcohol there?" "Yes," I said quietly. "Did you drink any?" I nodded. There was no point in denying it since he'd figure it out anyways. He'd probably have the hospital staff run a blood test on me if he had to. "Did your sister?" "No," I lied. "I made sure of that." Dad stared at me for a few moments, then looked over at Kelsey who quickly glanced away. She had obviously been listening to our discussion. "You're in a lot of trouble, Damon," Dad said as he returned his gaze to me, holding up his 'lecture finger.' "I need to talk to your mom about what discipline to give you." I nodded glumly. "However, I'm glad you're okay," he said, giving me a smile, then carefully wrapping me in a hug. I smiled and hugged him back. "Thanks Dad. I'm sorry they had to call you in from the precinct." He looked surprised. "They didn't call me in. I escorted a perp here because he got himself hurt and needed medical attention. I didn't even know you were here until I saw Kelsey sitting in the waiting room, and she told me that you were hurt." "Oh, okay." "Speaking of that perp," Dad said as his partner came walking into the waiting area, holding a young Latino guy firmly by the arm. Blood was splattered on the guy's t-shirt, and he wore a large bandage around his upper right arm. Dad walked over to the two. "Everything alright with our little darling here, John?" my dad asked sarcastically. "Wouldn't want the poor thing to suffer through any mistreatment." "He's fine," John said. "Fuck you, esse!" the kid said. "I'm getting a lawyer!" "Of course you are. Make sure to call one who really hates cops," my dad sighed. "Your kids okay, Bill?" my dad's partner asked. "They'll be alright." "That's good to hear." "Yeah. Think you can take Prince Charming in by yourself? I'd feel better if I can get these two home before they run into any more trouble," my dad said, giving us a tired look. "Sure, not a problem." "Thanks John, I owe you. I'll help you get him in your car." They both walked off, and I went over to sit by my sister and friends. "Why did you say that it was all your idea?" Kelsey asked as I sat down next to her. "So that hopefully you won't get into any trouble," I replied. "Yeah, so now you'll just get into more trouble! How is that going to help any?" "Hey, you save a guy's back, he saves yours. That's how it works, right Brian?" Brian grinned and nodded as he stifled a yawn. I couldn't blame him since it was getting pretty damn late. "Well, that's just stupid! I'm old enough to take responsibility for my own actions, you know," she said. I wrapped my arms around her, ignoring the ache in my stomach and pulled her against me in a huge hug as I kissed the top of her head. "I love you, Kel," I said softly. "Just let me protect you every now and then, huh?" She grabbed and squeezed me tightly. "I love you too. Thank you," she said, laying her cheek against my chest. Amanda smiled broadly at the two of us, giving me a perfect 'I told you so' look. "Are you coming home with us?" Kelsey asked Amanda after she'd let go of me. "I want to, but I promised my mom I'd go visit my aunt with her tomorrow morning," Amanda said a bit sadly. "I don't even know how the hell I'm going to be able to get up that early." I felt a wave of disappointment surge through me, as I'd really wanted to spend more time with her. "Okay," Kelsey said, leaning over and giving her friend a huge hug. She turned to Brian. "Brian, would you please give her a ride home?" "Sure," he said. "You'll make sure nothing happens to her," my sister stated. It was not a question. He gave her a hurt look. "Come on, do I look that shifty? She'll be perfectly safe with me, okay?" Kelsey nodded and hugged Amanda again. "Thanks Brian. For everything," I said, clasping hands with him. "Don't sweat it. Think you'll make Monday's practice?" "I think I better, right? If I don't, coach will drown me." He grinned. "He'll at least fuck you up a little more, that's for sure. I'll go get my car so Amanda doesn't have to walk so far in that skimpy outfit." "Brian, you're not going to try anything are you?" "I'm not Jeff, D," he said seriously. "I know, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have even asked." "Don't worry about it. Your little sweetheart will be fine." "Thanks man. I'll call you, alright?" He nodded and walked towards the exit. I turned towards the girls, moaning a little when I saw them give each other a very steamy kiss. "If Dad sees that, he'll ground you for the rest of your life," I whispered intently. Finding out his daughter was fucking girls would probably make him join a monastery in Tibet or something. Right after he shackled her to the basement wall. They both broke their kiss and grinned at me. Amanda walked over and locked her lips onto mine, giving me a kiss that was just as hot as the one she'd just given my sister. It felt like she was practically devouring my mouth. Once she finally let up, I gasped for air. "Wow," I sighed. "That's so you don't forget about me tomorrow," she smiled impishly. "I don't think that's possible." "I'm sorry I can't come with you tonight. I really want to," she said with a beautiful pout. "I know, me too. But if you promised your mom you should keep that promise." "Yeah, I know. Will you call me tomorrow?" "Yes, absolutely. I'll need your number though." "Kelsey has it, she can give it to you." Amanda smiled. "He better be nice to me if he wants it though," Kelsey said mischievously. "If I find out that the reason he didn't call me is because you didn't give him my number, you are going to be in so much trouble, you little brat!" Amanda threatened her friend. "Yeah? Will that trouble involve lots of spanking?" Kelsey asked eagerly. Amanda giggled. "You are so incorrigible!" "You like that about me." "I do," the gorgeous blonde said, leaning down to give Kelsey another kiss. Then she gave me another slightly longer kiss, softly biting down on my lower lip. "I wish it was Monday already," she said. "Call me, okay?" "I will, I promise." "Did you have fun tonight?" "Well..." "I mean apart from how it ended," she said, looking a little sad. "Yeah, I had a fantastic time. Especially with you." She gave me a wicked little smirk. "Did you fool around with that redhead?" I stared at her with my mouth open, trying to figure out what to say. I finally lowered my head. "Yes," I said, very quietly. She lifted my chin and gave me another kiss, hungrily sucking on my tongue. She moved her mouth to my ear. "Don't worry about it. I don't mind," she whispered softly. I looked up at her. "Are you sure?" "Yes silly, I told you I wouldn't. You'll need to tell me what you did with her though! In detail!" she grinned as she licked her tongue over my lips. Brian's horn sounded from the outside, and after giving me another kiss Amanda quickly walked towards the exit. Just before disappearing through the door, she glanced back at me over her shoulder, throwing me another beautiful smile. "Call me!" I stared after her long after she'd disappeared through the exit. Kelsey gave me a soft smile. "You've really got it bad for her, don't you?" "Yes," I sighed. She wrapped her arms around me and smooched me on my cheek. "Tell me about this redhead." I blushed as my sister gave me an inquisitive stare. Before I could say anything, however, both my dad and Doctor Lastings showed up. "Good news, kid. Your MRI looks fine. You've got some bruises, but nothing is damaged." "So he'll be okay, Doctor?" my dad asked. "Yes sir, he should be fine again in a few days. Now the nose will take some weeks to heal, Damon, but as long as you avoid anything hitting it, it will set nicely." "Thanks Doc," I said gratefully. "Thank you, Doctor," my father added. "No problem, sir. Now, Laverne has some paperwork for you to sign, then you can be on your way." My dad sighed as he walked over to the receptionist's desk. Our ride home was uneventful, and Kelsey quickly fell asleep against me on the back seat of Dad's police cruiser. Mom was waiting for us when we walked into the kitchen, and the look she gave Kelsey as she saw my sister's clothes spoke volumes about her opinion on the matter. She came over to me and gave me a careful hug, then she scolded me for fighting and for buying such an outfit for my own sister. She and Dad conferred for a few minutes, after which they announced I was grounded for the next two weeks. Kelsey looked like she was going to object, but a glare from me made her keep her mouth shut. I hugged my dad and kissed my mom goodnight, then went upstairs to my bedroom. I heard Kelsey come up just a few minutes later while I was painstakingly taking off my shirt, wincing at the stings coming from my stomach. After brushing my teeth and taking the painkillers we'd gotten from the hospital pharmacy, I wearily lay down in bed. My body seemed to sigh in relief as I finally got some rest. It had been quite an unbelievable day, I thought to myself as I drifted off. My final conscious thoughts were of Amanda, and so were my dreams. ------- Chapter 6 "Damon, are you awake?" my sister's voice came from somewhere in the distance. I grumbled a bit as I turned around, snuggling deeper in my blanket. "Come on, sleepy, wake up," Kelsey said again, sounding much closer. I sighed and rolled over, grimacing at a wave of pain that tore through my stomach. "What?" I asked gruffly. "It's almost noon, you dope!" she said in amusement. "I figured you'd want something to eat." I opened my eyes, smiling at my sprightly sister standing next to my bed. She was wearing white shorts and a cut-off tank top that left her midriff exposed. Her hair was trailing loosely over her shoulders, and it was still wet from a recent shower. In her hands she held a plate piled with food, as well as a huge glass of orange juice. I sat up with some effort, leaning my back against the headboard as I eagerly took the plate, while she put the glass on my nightstand. She had made me toast, boiled eggs, ham and sausage; my stomach rumbled loudly at the delicious smell. "Thank you, Kel," I said gratefully. She smiled as she sat down on my bed, crossing her legs beneath her. "How are your hands?" I asked her as I munched on a slice of ham. "They're a little sore still, but they're okay. What about you?" "I'm alright." I shrugged. Though my stomach was doing pretty well considering the circumstances, my nose had actually been annoying me most of the night, throbbing with a dull ache that intensified every time I turned on my side. I didn't want her to worry about me, however. "Good." "Did Amanda make it home safely?" "Yeah, she did. She texted me once she got there. She said Brian had been a real gentleman." "We didn't have to worry about that." "Yeah, but still—it's not like she wasn't dressed to fuck, you know?" "Brian's a good guy." "I know. I really like him, Damon." I grinned. "He's too old for you." "I meant as your friend! I didn't mean I 'like him', like him!" she exclaimed as she punched my arm. She got a pensive look on her face. "Well, maybe a little. He's very good looking, and he's got a killer body." "He also bangs everything that wears a skirt! He wouldn't be right for you," I warned. She gave me a pert grin. "So it's fine for you to mess with my best friend, but I can't fool around with one of yours?" "That's right," I said shamelessly. "Got to draw the line somewhere." Kelsey laughed. "I can't help but notice that the line gets drawn heavily in your favor!" "One of the perks of being older." She snorted. "By all of ten months!" "Older is older, Kelsey," I deadpanned. She grinned and stuck her tongue out at me. I chuckled as I grabbed one of the eggs and ate it in two bites, then followed up with a slice of toast that I inhaled in a single gulp. "Thanks sis, it tastes great," I said appreciatively. "It's the least I can do for you," she said glumly. "It's not fair! You're getting punished for things I did myself. Why won't you let me talk to Mom and Dad and admit it?" "Then we'll both be punished and you'll get grounded for two weeks as well. What's the point?" I said with my mouth full. "The point is that you wouldn't be grounded for two weeks." "Yes, I would. Dad is much more angry about me getting in a fight than he is about those clothes of yours that he thinks I bought for you." "Dad may be angry with you, but Mom is livid about my outfit from last night," Kelsey said sadly. To my surprise I saw her eyes beginning to tear. "Hey, come here," I said, putting my plate beside me and holding my arms open for her. She sniffled a few times, then she crawled over to me and gently embraced me, being careful of my stomach. I felt her softly cry against me, and it tore at my heart. "Why are you crying, sweetie?" I asked gently. "Because I tried talking to Mom again this morning, and I never get anywhere with her," Kelsey said quietly. "About what?" Kelsey cried quietly for a little while. "Some kind of an understanding," she said after a few minutes as she took a tissue from one of her pockets and blew her nose. "An understanding? You mean about your clothes?" "Yeah, and other stuff. I hate that I have to hide so many things from them, but they're just so old-fashioned! Though at least with Dad, when I talk to him, he listens and tries to understand, sometimes. He'll try to see things from my point of view." "Mom doesn't?" "No, she doesn't. I think she expects things to be like when she was young, and that's just stupid. I love her, I really do, but it was thirty years ago when she was our age. All my friends wear sexy clothes; all girls do! Well, maybe not exactly like what I wore yesterday," she said, blushing brightly, "but at least sexy stuff. I want to be sexy too!" "Why do you think Mom's so tough on you about that? I mean, I guess Dad is just worried about you looking too hot and getting attacked by a group of horny guys, but do you think that's what's bugging Mom too?" "I don't know," she sighed. "I just don't know what to do. I like to think I'm a good girl. I don't smoke or do drugs, I have great grades, I never ask for anything, or at least not anything too extravagant. Yet when I asked her this morning if we could talk about my clothes, she just flat-out said no. Not just no to allowing me to wear sexier clothes, but no to even talking about it!" "There must be a reason for her being so stubborn?" "It's probably because of how she was raised. Apparently her mother never let her wear anything but long dresses, and maybe she just figures that's the way it's supposed to be. Did you know that up until she married Dad, she had never worn a bikini? Or a short skirt?" "You're kidding?" "No, I wish I was. I feel sorry for her that she was so cooped up all the time, but it's not fair for her to take that out on me." "No, it isn't," I agreed. "You know, if Mom refused to have this kind of a talk with you, how exactly do you know all this stuff about her?" "Melissa told me awhile back." "Mel, really?" I asked, surprised. Our older sister had never really seemed all that interested in what happened with the family life after she'd left. "Yes. I talked with her on the phone about it one night, when Mom had again brushed me off. I was so angry! She tried to explain why Mom does what she does, at least as best as she could figure it out anyways." "So you called Mel to let off some steam?" "No, actually I called her to ask her if I could move in with her." "What?!" I exclaimed, my mouth hanging open in shock. I remembered the day, a little over five years ago, that we'd come home to find out Mel had run away. I had seen her maybe half a dozen times since then. She and I hadn't been anywhere near as close as Kelsey and I were, but it had still really hurt me. If I'd lost Kelsey the same way, I would have been devastated. Kelsey nodded. "I was really pissed off at Mom. I mean, I always sort of understood why Mel left, but now it was so easy to see. It seemed like a good idea at the time." "So what happened?" Kelsey smiled wryly. "She told me to stop being stupid and to keep my butt in school. She's been working during the day and taking classes at night, and she's exhausted all the time." A suspicion came over me. "Is this why she chose to leave? Because of Mom being so stubborn about things?" "Yes." "She never told me that." "She figured you wouldn't understand, so she didn't bother." "Did she explain it to you?" "Not at first, no. I wasn't even thirteen yet, I probably wouldn't have understood either. She told me a few years later when we were over at her place during our summer vacation." "I miss her," I said, somewhat sadly. "I do too. We should both just go to UCLA. Mel said she's not gonna leave L.A. anytime soon, so we could see a lot more of her that way." "Yeah, I'll think about it. Do you still talk to her a lot?" "We try to call every other week or so, but we've just missed each other the last few times." "Does she know about you and Amanda?" "Yes, she does." Kelsey nodded. "What does she think about it?" "She says that as long as Amanda makes me happy, then she's happy. I just wish Mom would have the same attitude," Kelsey sighed wistfully. "About you and Amanda? Mom doesn't know about you two, right?" Kelsey was quiet for a few moments. "No, she doesn't and neither does Dad. I've really wanted to tell them about Amanda and I, for several months now. But I'm too scared of how they'll react." "Why do you want to tell them? Why not just keep it a secret?" "Because I'm tired of having to hide it! I'm tired of not being able to kiss Amanda when she's here. If I had been dating a boy for over a year, Mom and Dad would understand he and I would kiss and maybe fool around a little. But with Amanda, I always have to be so careful and quiet." "How come you never told me about you two, by the way?" "I'm sorry. It's not that I didn't want to tell you, but I was worried you'd go and tell them," Kelsey said sadly. I nodded. "I understand, sis. I don't think either one of them would be very happy to hear you're a lesbian." "Would you stop saying that?!" "What, that you're a lesbian?" I grinned. She gave me an annoyed pout and poked me in the side. "Ow!" I yelped. "Just because I'm not dating boys right now doesn't mean I'm some kind of raging bull-dike! I just love being with a smoking hot girl! Big deal!" "You're not just messing around with one girl, though, are you?" She glared suspiciously at me, with her face pulled into a puzzled frown. "I heard you were quite prominently involved in this all-girl sex party last night?" I said slowly. Kelsey gave me a dismayed look. "How did you find out about that?! I made Amanda promise she wouldn't tell you!" "It wasn't Amanda who told me, it was Katie." "Who's Katie?" Kelsey asked, looking baffled. I grinned somewhat smugly. "She's the redhead whose pussy you ate last night." "Oh my God, you talked to her?" Kelsey said, her hand going to her mouth. I nodded. "I ran into her in the hallway, right after she came out of that bedroom. A few minutes later, she told me about what was happening, and who she'd been having sex with in there." Kelsey turned her head away, her face miserable. "Hey, what's wrong?" I asked, concerned. "Nothing," she muttered. "Kel, you're obviously upset about something. Tell me what's wrong, please?" She sighed and mumbled something. "What? I didn't hear you." "I said I'm embarrassed about it," she said tersely. "Embarrassed? Why?" "Because I didn't want you to find out! It's not something I normally do." "What, having sex with girls?" "No, I mean have sex with girls I don't know. It's the first time I've ever done that, and then I did three all at once and..." her voice trailed off as her face turned even redder. I wrapped both my arms around her, pulling her more firmly against me. I could feel how tense her body was, and I gave her a soft kiss on the top of her head. "Come on, Kel, don't worry about it so much." She sighed as she squeezed my arms. "I'm not that I'm worried about it, but I don't want you to think that this is, like, normal for me." "Well, I kind of figured that." "I don't ... I'm not..." she started, then she sighed in frustration and remained quiet for several moments. I was about to speak up myself when she spoke again, "I don't want you to think I'm just some dumb slut with the morals of an alley-cat, who'll fuck anything that moves! I'm still trying to figure out how the whole thing got started in the first place." "What do you mean?" I asked, my face pulled in a frown that she, of course, couldn't see. Kelsey sat back a little, looking somewhat disquieted. "After I'd gone to find Amanda, when you and are Brian were talking, I met up with Stacey and um..." she hesitated for a few seconds. "Well, I met up with Stacey, and these two college girls started talking to us. They invited us to go upstairs with them, obviously to have sex. I could tell Stacey definitely wanted to, but I really wasn't sure." "Didn't you want to go have sex?" "Kind of, but I've just never had sex with a stranger, you know?" "You really haven't?" I asked, still a little surprised at that admission. She glared at me, and I quickly backpedaled. "Sorry, go on!" "The girls seemed a little disappointed, but then they asked us to come upstairs so we could just talk in private. Before I could say anything, Stacey had already agreed for both of us, and she glared at me to be quiet, so I went along with them. "They took us to one of their bedrooms, and we all sat down on the couch, a little packed together. They asked what school we were from, and if we knew which college we were going to go to, stuff like that. One of the girls, Samantha, said she was going to get some Sangria for all of us and left for a little while. When she came back, she asked if the hot blonde in the white fishnet top she'd run into downstairs was one of our friends and if Amanda might want to join us. I told her that Amanda was with you and probably didn't want to be bothered." "Yeah, she and I were pretty busy at that time already, I think." I nodded. "I figured. In any case, Samantha poured some Sangria for all four of us, and we drank and talked about their college and such. They asked if we were thinking about going to Oregon, and if we wanted to join their sorority if we did. After awhile, I was starting to get really hot, and I grabbed a magazine from the table and fanned myself with it. Samantha asked if I was alright, and I said I was feeling really hot and flustered. "Samantha put her arm around me and asked if she could do anything for me. I wasn't sure what she was referring to, so I asked her. She said she'd be happy to do whatever I wanted." "And by that, I'm assuming she meant sex?" I asked. "Yeah, that was my guess as well. I shook my head but doing so made me feel pretty woozy, so I leaned my head back against the couch and closed my eyes for a bit. After a few moments, I could hear kissing and moaning; I looked over and saw that Stacey and the other girl, Jennifer, were making out and feeling each other up." "What did Samantha do?" "Nothing. At least, I don't think she did. She just had her arm around my shoulder and sat really close beside me, our bodies pressing against each other. She was quietly talking to me, but I wasn't really listening. I closed my eyes again, and I think I drifted off for a little while. Next thing I know, I'm waking up and Samantha has her fingers under my skirt, in my pussy, and she's sucking on my neck. A very small part of me wanted to tell her to stop, but what she was doing felt so good, and my mind seemed like it was packed in wool. Then she touched my clit, and a few moments later it was like fireworks going off everywhere in my mind and body." "You mean..." "I mean that she made me cum, Damon. She made me cum so hard. I have no idea how long she'd been playing with me, but from the way I came I'd think it was hours! Then she kissed me and said she wanted to fuck me so badly, and I couldn't resist anymore." "So you fucked her?" "Yeah," Kelsey said softly. "The whole time?" "What do you mean?" "I mean, were you in that bedroom until you came outside and beat the shit out of Kim?" "Yes," Kelsey said, almost inaudibly. "Did you feel like your mind was 'packed in wool' the whole time?" I asked quietly. I was starting to get a bad feeling about my sister's story. She shrugged. "I guess. To be honest, I was out of my mind horny for pretty much all of it, and that doesn't exactly make me think very clearly to begin with." "But you've been extremely horny before. Did this feel the same?" "I ... I'm just not sure. It felt a little strange, but I'd also had a lot to drink," Kelsey said softly. I swallowed in an effort to wet my mouth a little, as it had gone as dry as sandpaper. Suddenly I thought of something. "You also seemed to be very, very angry when you were fighting with Kim?" Kelsey nodded. "I got outside just as I saw her kick you in the face, and it was like this red haze of anger came over me. All I could think about was just beating the crap out of her!" "Fuck," I said grimly, my face pulling into a scowl. My sister looked a little worried. "You're not angry at me for beating up Kim, are you?" "No, of course not! I'm just worried that one of those girls spiked your drink." "What?" She gave me a look of utter surprise. "You mean like a..." "Like a date rape drug," I finished for her, my expression set in stone. "Are you serious?" Kelsey asked. She seemed a little scared. I shrugged my shoulders. "I can't be sure, sweetie, but it does sound like it. You did seem to show some of the symptoms." "Don't those make you go out of it, though? Like, everything's just a blur, and you wake up six hours later?" "I don't know. I'm not exactly an expert on them." "Because, I mean, I do know what happened and everything." "Like going to the hospital?" "Well, yeah, but I mean, I can also remember all the sex." "You remember all of it?" "Yeah," she said softly. "Well, then it probably wasn't a drug," I said hesitantly. "Or maybe there is some other kind of drug with different symptoms." "Or maybe it was just the alcohol getting to me, and I got horny and wanted to get fucked," Kelsey said reluctantly. "Besides, they all drank from the same pitcher I did. So if Samantha had spiked it, they would have gotten the same drug, right?" I nodded. It seemed logical, but I still couldn't shake the feeling that something had happened. "What do you think, Kel? Do you think it was just you?" She sighed. "I don't know. It was weird, the way I felt, and how hazy my mind seemed, and so a part of me wants to believe you and say it was a date rape drug. On the other hand, I know full well how horny I can get and the things I do when I'm that horny." I swallowed again, my cock involuntarily twitching in my boxers. "Would you get so horny you'd have group sex?" I said, my voice cracking a little. "It's happened before," my sister said quietly. "Are you serious?" I gasped. "Yeah." "But you said you hadn't had sex with strangers before this." "I hadn't. But I've had sex with ... with some of the other girls." "You mean from your squad?" She nodded, blushing slightly. "Oh my God!" I moaned. Kelsey gave me a brief flicker of a smile, before she sighed dejectedly. "So I think that trying to blame it on a drug is just taking the easy way out." "I think we should tell Dad," I said seriously. Kelsey's lower lip trembled. "No! Absolutely not!" "Look, if you did get drugged, that's rape. We need to tell Dad about this so he can investigate." "Damon, I swear, if you tell Dad about this, I am never talking to you again!" she said vehemently. "Kel..." "No! There is no way in hell that I'm going to admit this to him, or to Mom! In any case, it doesn't matter because I didn't get raped." "How do you know that?" "Because I remember enough to know that I fucked those girls just as hard as they fucked me!" she said, blushing fiercely. I sat quietly, almost unable to breathe as I stared at my gorgeous sister. I hated to admit it, but her admissions of what she'd been doing were making me horny as hell. "You probably can't believe what a slut I am, huh?" she said sadly. "Don't be silly. You're not a slut!" "No? What other word would you use then? Whore?" "Kel, stop it!" I said sharply. "Just because you had sex with a few people doesn't make you a whore! And I'm still not convinced that they didn't drug you!" She sighed. "Whatever. In any case, you can not tell Mom and Dad about this!" "Are you sure?" "Yes. As far as they know I'm a good little school girl, and I'm not going to do anything to ruin that image any further than I already did last night." I shook my head. "Yeah, you're definitely a good little school girl," I grinned teasingly. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" she asked, her voice cold as ice as she frowned at me angrily. I gulped as I looked at her. "I mean, you've had sex. Quite a lot," I stammered hesitantly. "So? You've had sex! And they think you're their perfect little darling!" Yeah, right, I thought to myself, though I didn't say it out loud. "There's a bit of a difference between having sex with your girlfriend and having sex with multiple girls from your cheerleading squad, Kel," I said matter-of-factly. "And I still can't believe you did that." She blushed fiercely, but looked me straight in the eye. "Why not? Why is that so hard to believe?" "Because..." I started to say, then hesitated. Why exactly was it so hard to believe? Try as I might, I couldn't come up with an answer. Finally I sighed. "I don't know. I guess it's just unexpected. I never figured you'd do something like this." "Because, as your little sister, I'm supposed to be this sweet, innocent little angel, right?" she said tartly. "I don't know if I'd go that far, but I just never expected you to be into group sex. Especially with girls." "Well, I am," Kelsey said defensively, her voice rising. "I'm sorry that I've lied to you about it all this time, but now I can see that that was definitely the right thing to do." "Kel, I—" "Would it have been better for you if I'd gotten myself fucked by several guys instead? Maybe your team mates could have gangfucked me and covered me in cum! Or should I go into the locker room at school and let the guys from the football team pull my skirt up onto my hips, and then take turns fucking my ass? Would it be better if I was just a normal high school cheerleader slut rather than the obvious lesbo I am now? Huh?" "Would you please let me—" "I am getting so sick and tired of having to pretend to be someone I'm not! It's bad enough that I have to lie to Mom and Dad, now I have to lie to you too? I like girls, and I'll be damned if I'm going to let you judge me for it, Damon!" she fumed as she got up off the bed and took off towards the bathroom. For a second I sat completely stunned by her anger, then I jumped towards the bathroom, ripping my blanket off the bed with me and sending my plate sailing across the room. As it clattered against my desk, I slammed the door shut in my sister's face just before she could go through. "Will you just listen to me?" "Get out of my way!" Kelsey hissed angrily. "No, not until you let me say what I have to say!" "Let me out!" "No!" "Asshole!" she yelled, turning around and running towards my other door. I took two giant steps after her and grabbed her by the arm, yanking her back against me firmly. "Ow, that hurts, you shit!" she cried. "Sit down," I said curtly, pushing her towards my bed. "What? Who do you think you are?" "I said, sit down, Kelsey!" I snapped. She glared at me angrily, but sat down on the edge of my bed anyways. I waited a few moments to make sure she wasn't going to try to run away again, then knelt in front of her. "Look at me, Kel," I said gently. She turned her face away. "Look at me, please," I repeated, cupping her chin with my fingers and moving her face back my way. As I looked into her beautiful blue eyes, I could practically feel my heart break when I saw the pain and doubt in them. "Kel, I am not judging you. Don't be angry at me for something I'm not even doing, that's not fair." She sniffed dismissively, but kept her eyes locked on mine. "Try to see it from my point of view. Six days ago, all I knew was that you were this perfectly sweet girl who was happy all the time, had wonderful friends, got great grades, was wonderful to her parents, and all that. Then in the space of a few days, I find out that that's just an image you show to everyone, and that in reality you're into having sex with girls, you're in love with your best friend, you have sex with the other girls on your squad and that when you go out you dress up like this ridiculously hot ... tease." She opened her mouth to say something, but I raised my finger and cut her off. "I understand why you feel you need to keep it a secret from Mom and Dad, Kel. I really do. They probably wouldn't understand. But you also chose to keep it a secret from me. You built up this perfect girl image of yourself in my eyes; then, in a matter of a few days, you just completely tear that image apart." I saw her lower lip begin to quiver, but I continued on. "I never had any reason to expect anything like this from you, Kel, so what exactly am I supposed to do when you confront me with it, head-on? How did you think I would react?" "You weren't supposed to find out," Kelsey said quietly, tears forming in her eyes. "But ... you told me about you and Amanda." "No, all the other stuff. I never meant for you to learn about that." "But why were you trying to hide it from me?" "Because I didn't think you would accept it," she said, her voice breaking. "I thought you would despise me for it!" "Why on earth would I ever do that?" I asked gently. I took her into my arms as she burst into great big sobs, her small body wracking from her crying fit. I kissed her forehead and held her against me, feeling her cling to me fiercely in return. "You're such a sweet guy," she wailed, her voice halting and breaking. "I just didn't think you would agree with me being such a ... slut." "You never gave me a chance to agree, sweetheart. And stop saying you're a slut!" "It just seems I'm so different from you," Kelsey said softly. I sighed as I hugged her closer, kissing her forehead again. "You're not that different from me, Kel." "Right, because you had sex with three complete strangers last night too!" "No, but I did have sex with one," I said, swallowing loudly to try to get the lump out my throat. "What? Are you serious?!" Kelsey gasped as she looked up at me, her eyes wide open in disbelief. "Yeah." "But you were with Amanda? With who did you ... what happened?" she asked, shaking her head as if trying to dislodge the idea. "I don't know. Last night was just so ... overwhelming, I guess. First I fooled around with Amanda, then we watched Carynne get her face fucked, then Amanda sucked me off and swapped my cum with Carynne. I was so horny it drove me fucking insane!" I groaned. Kelsey stared at me intently, hanging on my every word. "Amanda and I ran into Katie in the hall, and she told us about the girls fucking in that bedroom. Amanda went inside, and Katie..." I trailed off. "Katie what?" "I guess I want to say that she seduced me, but she didn't really have to try very hard. I wanted to fuck so badly, and she wanted to fuck me. Amanda was in the bedroom with you, apparently having sex with you while I was waiting outside for her, and—" "I'm sorry," Kelsey said softly. "I didn't know you were waiting for her. If I'd known—" "It's okay, I'm not begrudging you getting your hands on her," I said with a slight grin. "But when Katie told me that's what was happening, I just lost it." "So you went and fucked her? Katie, I mean?" "Yeah." "You actually, like, fucked her?" I nodded, feeling myself blush. "Wow." "Yeah," I said, letting out a loud breath as we looked at each other. "Damon?" Kelsey asked after a long period of silence. "Hmm?" "When you heard about me being in that room, having sex with a bunch of girls ... What were you thinking?" I sighed and lowered my head. My temples were pounding. Did I dare tell her? "Were you disappointed in me?" Kelsey asked in a very small voice when I didn't answer her immediately. I gave her a puzzled look. "Disappointed? About you having sex with girls?" "Yes. I mean, I know I've built up this web of lies with you and Mom and Dad, and then last night you find out what I'm really like. How did that ... what did that make you think of me?" I sat back on my bed, leaning against the headboard. "Come here, honey," I said to her, holding my arms open. Kelsey eagerly scampered over and pressed herself against me. "I am not disappointed in you; far from it. I love you, Kel. There is nothing you can do that could ever change that." She looked at me with sadness in her eyes. "Do you mean that? Nothing at all?" she asked hopefully. I nodded as I tried to figure out what she was getting at. "Nothing at all, Kel." Kelsey looked as if she wanted to say something, then she put her head down against my chest again, hugging me tightly with a big smile on her face. "It's good to see you smiling, sis. I hate it when you're angry with me." "I know. I'm sorry," Kelsey sighed. "I've had such trouble with my temper lately." "Any particular reason why?" Kelsey's eyes looked at me for just a few moments too long, then she slightly shook her head. "No, not really. But I'm sorry I'm taking it out on you." "It's okay." "No, it's not. I promise I won't do it again." I grinned and shook my head at her. "Okay, I promise I'll try not to do it again!" she corrected, a wry look on her face. "That's better!" I winked at her, laying my cheek against the top of her head and holding her close against me. "Damon? If you weren't feeling disappointed, what were you feeling?" Kelsey asked after awhile. I sighed. She had opened her heart to me; it only seemed fair I opened mine up to her as well. "I was ... eh ... jealous." "Jealous?!" Kelsey asked, clearly surprised by my answer. "Yeah." "Of what?" "Of the fact that you were in there having sex with a bunch of girls." "Are you bullshitting me?" Kelsey said as she looked up at me, her eyes flashing dangerously. She obviously thought I was just leading her on. "I'm not. I swear." She turned completely towards me, her eyes staring deeply into my most inner thoughts; or so it seemed anyways. "So you want to have sex with multiple girls?" I nodded, feeling myself blush. "Doesn't every guy?" She giggled. "Well, probably. Why didn't you ever tell me this?" "What? Like I'm going to go and admit to my little angel of a sister that I'm fantasizing about fucking several girls at once! You would have been perfectly fine with me telling you that!" She frowned. "Why wouldn't I have been? I've done it myself." "Yeah, but I didn't know that!" "Oh, duh!" she said, pulling a face. "The Kelsey I was pretending to be wouldn't have known what to do with that." "Exactly. Besides, I know that I have no chance of it ever happening, so it's not like I lay awake at night agonizing about it. But when I heard you were doing it, I got kind of jealous." My sister grinned and leaned forward to give me a soft kiss. "That's very interesting. I'll keep it in mind." I smiled at her and pulled her close to me again. We both relaxed and just enjoyed each other's company as I stared at the ceiling, the conversation replaying over and over in my mind. It seemed as if my sister had become a completely new person in less than a week, and it took a lot of getting used to. Fortunately, I loved the new version of her just as much as I loved the old one. Maybe even more. ------- It wasn't until awhile later that I realized Kelsey had fallen asleep against me. I was tempted to just let her rest, but my stomach and back were getting fairly sore from the rather awkward position I was in. I gently shook her. "Kel, honey, wake up." She drew in a sharp breath, looking around with that befuddled look that people who wake up in a strange place always seem to have. She turned her face to me and smiled. "Oh, hey." "Hey sweetie. Did you have a nice nap?" "Mmmm, yeah," she said, stretching languidly. Her tight tank top clung maddeningly to her firm breasts, and I felt my heart pound as I watched her nipples poke through the fabric. "I had a really nice dream, too." "Yeah? What did you dream about?" "About getting fucked," she admitted shyly. "By who?" I asked, my breathing starting to get a little heavier. She gave me a small, mysterious smile. Her eyes were practically sparkling at me. "Were you being dirty in your dream?" I asked when I realized she wasn't going to tell me. "Oh yes," she grinned. "I was being a really naughty slut." "Was it about those girls from last night?" I offered. She gave a noncommittal shrug while her smile got even bigger. "Because that would fit, if it was about them." "How so?" "Well, you have to admit you were a slut last night, Kel," I teased. Kelsey grinned at me and tried to punch me. I grabbed her by her slim waist and pulled her down on the bed with me. She squealed as she fell, her laughter rippling through the room. I lay down on my side and pulled her with her back against me as I wrapped my arms around her from behind. I grit my teeth as I felt her firm ass push against my cock, and I tried to ignore it while I hugged her tightly. "Let me go, doofus!" she giggled. "Not until you tell me everything you did in that bedroom last night, with those girls," I said reasonably. "I'm not going to tell you that!" she said, sounding shocked. "Why not?" "Damon!" "Come on, you've been telling me about what you and Amanda do." "That's different!" "Different? How is that different? Come on, tell me," I insisted. "No!" she giggled again. "Okay, then I'll tell you what Katie told me. She said that you had been eating her pussy, and that you made her cum twice in five minutes with your tongue. She also said she came so hard that she creamed all over your face," I said, my voice cracking several times. "Oh God," Kelsey sighed, shivering against me. "How did she taste?" I asked after a few moments of silence. I couldn't believe how bold I was, but I desperately wanted to hear more about my sister's little adventure. Kelsey sat silently for a few moments. "Really good," she finally said. "Her cum was so hot and so thick. She rubbed her pussy on my face and smeared her juice all over me." "Shit," I moaned, seeing Katie grind against Kelsey's face in my mind. My cock jumped to full hardness in a second. "You like that, huh?" Kelsey asked, looking at me over her shoulder. She teasingly pushed her ass back against my shaft, both of us groaning a little as it rubbed against her. "Yes," I said hoarsely. She shrugged out of my grasp and turned around, a wide smile on her face as she looked at me. "You're really into this girl-on-girl thing, aren't you?" "You're one to talk!" She giggled. "You really seem to like hearing about me in particular, though." "That's your own fault!" I protested. "You've been telling me all about what you and Amanda do to each other. How the hell am I supposed to not think about you messing around with other girls all the time, even if you are my sister? I'm eighteen! What do you think I think about all day long?!" She smiled wickedly. "I guess you probably can't really help yourself, you poor thing!" We both looked at each other for a second, then broke up laughing. "So what happened then?" I asked between chuckles. "What will you give me if I tell you?" she asked teasingly. "What do you want?" She flashed me a quick grin. "How about you tell me what you did with Katie." "Now who's being nosy into her sibling's sex life?" Kelsey's smile lit up my entire bedroom. "I'll make you a deal. You tell me what you did what that slut redhead, and I'll tell you what I did with those college girls all night. In detail," she breathed sensually The closeness of her hot body made me gulp. When she'd challenged me to say that she was more beautiful than Amanda at the party, I'd been sorely tempted to actually do just that; only the fact that she was my sister had kept me from it. Now she was just inches away from me, and I was acutely aware of just how incredibly fucking sexy she was. Her slim legs, perfectly toned body, and her wonderfully firm pair of tits—that were doing an amazing job of filling out her tank top—all made my mind swirl with lust. The fact that she apparently had no qualms about fucking multiple girls at the same time just threw rocket fuel on the fire that was already incinerating my brain. Her whisper in my ear was like a lover's caress. "Come on, tell me what you did with her. I want to know." "She took me..." I began, my voice cracking. I cleared my throat loudly and tried again. "She took me to her bedroom and pushed me up against the wall. She was all over me, ripping my clothes off. She didn't waste any time once she got my pants off, she just went down on her knees and took my whole shaft in her mouth." "Mmmm, did you like that?" Kelsey teased. "Having her suck on your cock?" "Yes," I moaned. "Did you cum in her mouth?" my sister asked breathlessly. "Jesus, I can't believe we're having this discussion!" "C'mon, stop being such a wimp!" Kelsey giggled. "If I was Brian, you'd have told me all this stuff last night!" I grinned and shook my head, though I knew she was right. "Did you cum in her mouth?" Kelsey repeated. "No, she got back up and told me to fuck her, right there against the wall. She lifted her leg on my shoulder to give me access to her pussy, and I shoved my cock inside her." "You fucked standing up?" "Yeah." "That sounds so hot," Kelsey sighed, squirming a little. "Then what?" "I didn't last very long like that," I admitted. "My legs started hurting, so I put her down on the bed and fucked her missionary. After a few more minutes, I couldn't hold it anymore, so I came inside her." "Oh my God, you came in her pussy?!" "Uh-huh. She begged me to." "I can't believe she let you shoot off inside her! Did she cum on your cock?" "Yes," I moaned. "It was really fucking hot." "Mmmm, I know. It felt so good on my face," Kelsey moaned. "Shit." I shifted around on the bed so my cock didn't feel like it was breaking in half. "You were a naughty boy last night, big brother," Kelsey said delightedly. Our bodies were almost touching, and we were both panting heavily. She had her gaze firmly locked on the massive bulge in my boxers. "Messing around with that college slut right after you came all over Amanda." "Did Amanda tell you about that?" "Yeah, last night and again this morning. She said she sucked you off and you exploded on her." I shuddered as I thought back on my huge sprays of cum splattering on Amanda's gorgeous face. "Then Carynne licked it off her while you watched," Kelsey whispered. "All your hot cum in that lucky little slut's mouth." We stared at each other, breathing loudly. Kelsey was licking her lips as she moved just a tiny bit closer. I could feel the warmth of her breath on my face. "Do you want to hear what I did?" she asked. All I could do was nod wordlessly. "Well, it started when you were talking to Brian, and I went to go find Amanda. She was in the downstairs bathroom, with Stacey." "What, were they using the bathroom together?" I asked, a bit confused. "No," Kelsey grinned. "Amanda was eating Stacey out." "You girls fuck Stacey too?" I asked in disbelief. How many girls were involved in their little group? "You, Amanda, Stacey, Carynne. Anybody else?" "Uh-huh." She smiled sexily. "Mikaela. Though she's only recently been fooling around with us." "So did Amanda just see Stacey, then decide she wanted to eat some pussy?" "No, I'm pretty sure it would have been the other way around. When Stacey is horny, she just uses one of us to make herself cum. We don't get much say in it," my sister grinned, her eyes sparkling. "Not that we mind. At all." "Oh fuck," I moaned, gritting my teeth. My cock was as hard as a flagpole. "Do you like that? Five hot cheerleaders fucking each other senseless?" I shook my head, a huge sneer on my face. "No, I don't like that at all. What guy would?" Kelsey giggled and kissed my cheek. "I knew you'd like it. Anyways, Stacey was getting pretty close. She was breathing really fast, so I walked up behind her and put a finger inside her pussy. I fingered her hard for a few seconds, and that made her cum all over Amanda's tongue." "So that's what I tasted last night!" "What do you mean?" "When I kissed Amanda after she'd come back, she had a sweet taste on her tongue." "Yep, that's probably Stacey. She tastes really sweet. Did you like it?" "Yeah, but I have to say I like Amanda's better," I grinned. "You ate Amanda's pussy?" "I licked her juice off my fingers after I made her cum." "Mmmm, that's so hot. I'm glad you like Amanda's taste." "Do you? Like it, I mean?" "Of course!" she grinned. "She has the most delicious pussy in the world. But I like Stacey's as well." "You've eaten Stacey out too?" "Many times. I've eaten all of the girls out." "God, I can't believe I'm talking with my sister about all the girls she's fucked," I sighed. "Are you okay with it?" she asked, a little apprehensively. "I love it, but I'm going fucking insane," I almost cried. I looked intently at my sister. "I'm so horny I'm about to just cum in my boxers." Kelsey got a naughty grin on her beautiful face. "That'd be really awesome," she said softly. "Let me tell you what else happened." I nodded, closing my eyes as I tried to paint a picture in my mind of what Kelsey was telling me. "After Stacey had cum, Amanda said she wanted to go mess around with you, which left Stacey and I to ourselves. I still had my finger inside her, and she told me to fingerfuck her hard, so I started jabbing her cunt, shoving an extra finger inside of her. You'd love her cunt, Damon, it's really tight. If she fucked you, you'd be cumming inside her pussy in seconds!" Kelsey said hotly, deliberately teasing me. "She was moaning loudly, and her body was shaking as I fucked her slit with my two fingers. She bent over the sink and started to cum, screaming as she juiced all over my hand." "Go on," I pleaded, my cock leaking precum all over the front of my boxers. Kelsey's story was driving me absolutely nuts. "Right as she was cumming, the two sorority girls I told you about entered the bathroom. Apparently we'd been pretty loud, and they'd heard us from the hallway. That's when they asked us to join them, and like I said, I wasn't really sure since I'd only had sex with the girls from squad up until that point, but Stacey was definitely into it, and she agreed for the both of us." "I'm glad you've been so responsible and have only fucked those four girls from your squad, sis," I joked. She gave me a wry grin and poked my chest with her finger. "Just shut up!" I laughed and motioned for her to continue. "They introduced themselves as Samantha and Jennifer, and were about to lead us up the stairs when two of those bouncers came up to us, demanding that Stacey honor her promise. I could tell that she really would much rather come with us, and she asked them if they could wait until she was done. They didn't want to wait, but right then Carynne came up to us and said she'd gladly take up Stacey's burden. We all went upstairs, Carynne taking the bouncers into one room, and the two girls leading Stacey and I into their bedroom. "I already told you what happened with the talking and the Sangria; I don't need to repeat that, do I?" she asked. I shook my head, eager for her to continue. "Okay, so let's see. Once I woke up, I had Samantha's hand under my skirt, fingering my pussy while she was sucking on my neck. As soon as she saw me wake up, she pulled my face towards her and shoved her tongue in my mouth," Kelsey sighed, licking her lips softly as if she was remembering the kiss. "Her hands were all over me, grabbing my hair, squeezing my tits, my ass, just everywhere. I told her she was making me so wet, and she said she really loved to fuck high school girls. She teased my pussy by rubbing her palm over it, and I begged her to please fuck her fingers into me. I needed to cum so badly." As I opened my eyes, I saw that my sister's were closed as she licked her lips. Her face was flushed, and her nipples were almost poking right through her tank top. I twisted painfully, trying to find some way, any way, to get my cock comfortable in my boxers. As she continued, Kelsey's voice seemed to get heavier with desire, as if she was reliving what had happened. "She was so eager and rough, it was amazing. She plunged her finger all the way inside me, then went straight for my clit with her thumb, and she started to rub it like crazy. I was shaking all over and moaned that I was going to cum, and she pulled my tie top open and sucked on my tits. I grabbed her wrist and ground myself against her hand until I exploded. "She grinned as she felt me cum, squirting all over her hand, then she quickly dropped to her knees in front of the couch and pulled my skirt up to my hips. She got the rest of my cum right on her face, and she laughed while she eagerly lapped at it." "I can't blame her. You cum so hard, it's unbelievable," I said almost breathlessly. Kelsey's eyes opened, and she gave me a cheeky grin. "Now how would you know how hard I cum, hmm?" I thought about making up an excuse for a second, then decided to throw caution to the wind. "Because I watched you play with yourself under the shower, after your cheer contest. I saw you squirt." Her grin grew even larger. "I know, I saw you peeking. It really turned me on to know you were watching me, Damon. It got me really excited and just made me cum so much harder. Had you ever seen a girl squirt when she cums before?" "No," I breathed, my heart thudding in my chest. "It's incredible." She nodded. "I love doing it, and the girls love it too. Especially Amanda, she can't get enough of me squirting all over her. But then, you already know how much she loves cum on her face, don't you? She loves being covered in it." "Oh fuck," I moaned, gritting my teeth in agony. I grabbed hold of my boxers and pulled them down a little, allowing my cock to bounce free. It stood firmly upright, hard as steel. I could feel it pulse with excitement, and the head glistened with precum. Kelsey stared at it with her eyes wide open. "I'm sorry, Kel. It just hurts too much to leave it in my boxers. It feels like it's about to snap in half," I said apologetically. "It's okay. I've just never seen such a hard cock before," my sister sighed softly. "Never?" I asked, surprised. "No," she breathed. "Well, in porn, but never for real." She slowly crept up against me, and I shivered in delight as I felt her body rub against me. She hovered her mouth an inch from mine as she looked deeply in my eyes. It took every ounce of willpower I had not to kiss her, and I soon started seeing spots in front of my eyes from holding my breath. "Is my story turning you on?" she asked seductively, her voice barely above a whisper. "Fuck yes," I exhaled loudly. "Do you want me to stop?" she teased, her lower lip caught between her teeth. "No!" "Mmmm, good," she breathed, her lips gently touching mine for a brief kiss. She nuzzled my neck for a few seconds, then backed away slightly, a satisfied little smile on her face. I shuddered in pleasure at her kisses, leaning backwards against the headboard as I tried to regain control over myself. I was a mere touch of her hand away from shooting my cum six feet in the air. A part of me was screaming mentally at her to jerk me off, to suck my cock, anything! "Anyways, after I was done cumming, I slid off the couch and sank to the floor where she and I made out for awhile, sucking on each other's tongues. She was an amazing kisser; I got goosebumps all over from the things she did with her tongue. I licked my own cum off her face and shared it with her in a kiss. She told me she wanted to fuck me more, and I said I wanted it as well. "Her friend, Jennifer, had been fooling around with Stacey, and she came over to us, whispering something I couldn't hear into Samantha's ear. They both grinned and helped me up, taking me over to one of the beds in the room. Almost as if on cue, they started pulling all my clothes off, and in a few seconds I was stark naked, except for my shoes. Samantha lay down on the bed and pulled me on top of her in a 69, then Jennifer shoved a finger up my ass." "Oh God, Kel..." I whimpered. Kelsey grinned and licked my earlobe with her tongue. "Do you like it? Hmm? Do you like it that your little sister just got plain fucked? That they turned me into this little fuckslut?" she breathed. I nodded, unable to utter a sound. I wondered if she was exaggerating for my benefit, but it made me so horny I didn't really care anymore. "Stacey came over and knelt in front of the bed, helping me lick Samantha's soaked slit. Samantha and Jennifer both kept working me over: Samantha's tongue was buried in my pussy, and Jennifer was just ramming that finger up my butt. After a few seconds she pulled it out, and I could feel Samantha licking my ass, getting it all wet. Then she went back to eating my pussy, and I got two fingers shoved up my ass! At the same time, I was licking Samantha's cunt together with Stacey, swapping kisses with her and sucking on Samantha's clit. "It was so hot, I was losing my mind! The girls made me cum so hard, multiple times. Every time I came, I could feel both their faces press against me, their tongues lapping at my pussy. I was squirting my juice on both of their faces, and they moaned like crazy. They loved it and kept yelling at me to coat them in my juice!" Kelsey rasped, her excitement utterly obvious. She was squeezing her thighs together, teasing her pussy. Whenever she wasn't directly looking at me, I rubbed my palm against my shaft, groaning softly. "I didn't notice Carynne coming in, but she suddenly was there, grinning at me and kissing me while the two college girls still played with my holes. She had a lot of cum on her face, and I could taste it as I kissed her. Stacey grabbed her and roughly threw her on the bed next to me, then started eating her out while Jennifer knelt above Carynne and lowered her pussy down on Carynne's face. Samantha was still licking my clit, and she pushed my face back down into her own cunt. It was so hot, Damon, just girls everywhere, licking pussy! The sounds of all these girls moaning made me cum again. That's when the redhead came in. "She walked up beside the bed and asked if there was room for some more pussy in here. I heard Samantha tell her to grind her cunt against my face, and a few seconds later my tongue was buried in her slit. I could taste a load of cum in her, and it made me ... wait, was that your cum?" she asked, her eyes flashing. I shook my head. "I didn't fuck her until after you'd gotten your hot little hands on her already." Kelsey giggled as she continued. "Damn. Anyways, I was licking Katie's pussy, while Samantha was licking mine. Right beside me, Carynne was making Jennifer cum all over her face, while she was squealing at Stacey to fingerfuck her ass. "Katie grabbed my hair and roughly pulled me against her cunt, then she started grinding it all over my face as she came. I was a bit surprised that she came so quickly, and I had to gasp for air a few times. Her cum was so thick and creamy, she just smeared it all over me. I came again all over Samantha's face, and I could hear her giggle with pleasure. It seemed the whole room was just filled with girls screaming and cumming!" I closed my eyes as I completely lost control. I dropped my hand in my lap and grabbed my aching shaft in my fist, jerking it furiously a few times. I groaned in pleasure as my cock responded, precum again starting to ooze rapidly out of the tip. I heard Kelsey breathing heavily beside me, and I opened my eyes in shock. I couldn't believe I had just been jerking off in front of her! "Kel, I'm sorry, I—" I started, but she quickly shushed me, putting a finger on my lips. "Keep going," she breathed. "I want to see it. I want to watch you jerk off." "I don't think we should..." "Sshhh, don't think. I know I'm making you horny, Damon. I know you want to cum," my sister whispered excitedly. "So just do it. Jerk off and cum." My objections were swept away in a sea of hormones as I gulped and nodded. I slowly began jerking my cock in my fist again; it felt harder and larger than it ever had before, and it was throbbing almost painfully. I knew it wouldn't take much to cum, but I wanted to hear the end of the story. "Go on, please," I moaned. "Well, after we all came, most of the girls seemed to switch places, but Katie begged me to eat her out again, so I lay down on my back and let her sit on my face. She squatted right above me, and I put my hands on her ass and pulled her down, teasing her clit with my tongue. I couldn't believe what I was doing, sucking all these girls' cunts, but I just didn't care, for whatever reason. Drug or not, all I could think about was wanting to drink more cunt juice and have these girls make me cum, over and over again." I panted heavily as I jerked on my cock while listening to my sister's voice which was absolutely tinged with excitement. "Have you ever had that?" Kel asked. "What? Have what?" "That you were so horny that all you could think about, and all you cared about, was just to cum?" I nodded. "Yeah. Right now, actually," I confessed. Kelsey giggled. "I love it when I feel like that. When my brain just shuts down, and my body wants to do nothing but cum, over and over again." "Does that happen to you a lot?" "Yes. Almost every time Amanda fucks me," my sister moaned. "Damon, can I borrow your pillow?" I nodded, her request not even registering with me until she started unbuttoning her shorts and sliding them down her legs. She lay down on her back momentarily to get them fully off. Underneath she was wearing a small pair of red panties that fit very tightly around her magnificent ass. I groaned as I saw her pussy lips outlined in the thin fabric. She had a definite wet spot, and within seconds I could smell her excited pussy which made my mouth water. She took the pillow I handed to her and mounted it, grinding her little slit against it. "Jesus, Kel," I moaned as I stared at her. "I can't help it. I'm so horny!" she mewled, eagerly riding herself off. I gaped at her pussy as it made her panties wetter and wetter, while I eagerly jerked on my shaft. I couldn't believe what we were doing, getting ourselves off while we were sitting next to each other, but I knew there was nothing in the world that would make me stop. "God, your cock is so hard," Kelsey sighed, staring intently at my shaft as I jerked it. "Are you getting close to cumming?" I nodded. "I better finish my story then. Katie was rubbing herself over my face while I sucked on her cunt. Stacey moved in behind her, grabbing her tits and licking her neck. She told Katie to cum all over my face, that I love it when girls use me to get themselves off." "Do you?" I asked. "Yes!" my sister sighed, riding my pillow like it was a wild bull. "Oh fuck," I moaned. I quit jerking my shaft because I could feel my orgasm rising, and I didn't want to cum until Kelsey's story was finished. My cockhead was an angry purple, and my whole shaft was throbbing wildly. Kelsey giggled, leaning over to give me a kiss on my lips. "Getting a little too excited there, are you?" "Uh-huh," I grunted, closing my eyes and clenching my teeth to keep from cumming. I felt Kelsey's breath on my neck, then she started whispering in my ear, "With Stacey playing with her from behind and me shoving a finger inside her cunt as I licked her pussy, Katie didn't last long, and she came over my face again. It wasn't as thick this time, but it was still really hot, and she made sure that she got it absolutely everywhere. My whole face was sticky and glistening from her cum. I eagerly licked it all up, using my fingers to scoop it into my mouth, then Stacey came down for a kiss and snowballed it with me. Katie joined us, and the three of us spent a few minutes just swapping her juice from mouth to mouth." I squeezed my legs together to try to postpone my orgasm. I was breathing like I had just swum a 400 relay, and I worried that a stray breath of air would make me explode as I painfully clenched my teeth together. I heard the quiet sounds of Kelsey grinding against my pillow while she whimpered and sighed softly. "Katie thanked me for making her cum so hard, then she and Jennifer went downstairs for a drink. Or at least, that's what she told us. I guess she got waylayed by this hunk of a swimmer and his big cock," Kelsey grinned mischievously, causing me to blush. "Stacey and I lay there for awhile, just kissing, while Samantha was fingering and sucking Carynne to several orgasms. I loved just lying there and listening to her squeal every time she came. "I was a little surprised when Amanda walked into the room, since I figured she was off somewhere making you cum. She grinned as she saw us and asked me if I'd been a bad girl. I told her I had been, and Stacey said I had the cum all over my face to prove it. I asked her where she'd been, and she said she'd been entertaining you, sucking your cock and having you cum all over her face. She said that you absolutely exploded all over her and had just drowned her in it." I groaned loudly, the memory of my cum soaking Amanda vivid in my mind as I felt that impending tingle in my balls. "I told Amanda what I'd been up to, eating all that pussy, and it got her really horny. I can always tell because she gets an excited flush on her face, and it's usually just a few seconds before you can start smelling her hot little pussy, especially when she's not wearing any panties. "She walked over to me and said that if I was such a hungry, cunt-licking slut, I should eat hers too. I nodded eagerly, and she sat on my face, lifting her small skirt up on her hips. She was so wet, Damon, it was like licking a fountain of syrup. Very deliciously sweet syrup. I heard her moan and saw both her tops being taken off by Stacey, who then started sucking on her tits and biting on her nipples. You must have really turned her on, because she came like a waterfall as soon as I touched her clit with my tongue. I've never felt her cum so much before, she just kept going and going. I stuck my tongue deep in her pussy to try to get it all in my mouth, but it was just too much, and her juice flooded all over my chin." "Fuck!" I hissed, as I grabbed my cock in my fist, pounding my hand up and down like crazy. "Cum for me, Damon! I want to see you shoot off!" Kelsey pleaded, her breath hot on my cheek as she whispered in my ear. My fist jerked furiously on my shaft, and my balls dangled wildly as my orgasm crashed over me. I cried out as my cock bucked in my fist, a massive rope of cum absolutely launching itself out of the slit. Kelsey giggled loudly as it arched through the air before coming back down and splattering on my bed sheet. A few small spurts oozed out before a second large volley got coaxed out of my shaft, wetly spraying onto my chest and stomach. Kelsey watched in amazement as my cum got hosed about. A third squirt followed, splashing on my leg. I groaned in pure bliss as my cock spurted several more large globs of cum that dribbled over my hand and into my pubic hair, then I sank into oblivion against the headboard. "Wow," Kelsey said, amazed. "Amanda is right, you really do cum like a fountain!" I smiled at her remark. My body was completely drained, and it was strongly urging me to roll over in my blankets and go back to sleep. "God, it's so thick!" Kelsey murmured, trailing her fingers through the wet goo on my leg. She was grinding herself faster on my pillow, and her breathing became erratic. "Are you going to cum, Kel?" I panted, still desperately trying to catch my breath. "Yes!" my sister cried, gasping with pleasure as she rubbed her cunt almost raw on my pillow. "I can't believe how much you got fucked yesterday, Kel; you little slut!" I hissed. With some effort I got myself back into a sitting position, and I whacked her perky ass once, hard. "Oh fuck!" she squealed as a huge shudder ran through her body. She clenched up totally as she bucked, looking like she was about to fall forward. I quickly reached out to steady her, and she clenched my arm while leaning her forehead against my shoulder. Her pelvis was shivering from her orgasm, and I grinned with pleasure as I heard small squirting noises over her mewls and whimpers. I looked in awe at her panties as they got completely soaked, her cunt juice running through onto my pillow. A huge wet spot was rapidly spreading across it, smelling absolutely fucking delicious. Kelsey kept cumming, her entire body so tense it looked like she was about to snap in half. I felt my mouth go dry as visions of me tearing her tank top off, throwing her down on my bed, then fucking her brains out swam through my mind. Kelsey finally let out a loud, satisfied groan and went limp, collapsing into my arms. I gently pulled her against me, my cock twitching at the feel of her hot body against mine. She was practically purring as I held her in my arms, my cheek nuzzled against the top of her head. "That was amazing," she sighed. "Yes, it was. You are so sexy, Kel," I said. She looked up at me and smiled sweetly. "Awww, thank you! You're a total stud, I can see why you make Amanda so horny." "Do I?" I asked, a bit surprised. "Oh yes you do! I've heard her moan your name while she fingered herself," my sister grinned. "Wow," I said, somewhat proudly. There was nothing quite like the ego boost from hearing how a stunningly hot girl like Amanda got herself off thinking about you. Kelsey gave me a pert grin as she kissed me on the cheek, then she looked at my pillow and giggled. "I'm sorry about your pillow. I hope that stain dries before you go back to sleep tonight." "I don't care about the stain. I just hope the smell of your hot pussy doesn't make me jerk off a dozen times," I said almost soundlessly. Kelsey's eyes were blazing as she turned back to face me. Time seemed to stand still for a few seconds as we just stared at each other, then she locked her hands behind my head and roughly pulled me towards her. Our lips met with an audible smack, and I sighed as her tongue eagerly wormed its way into my mouth. We groaned in pleasure as we kissed hungrily. I was practically trying to devour her mouth with mine while her tongue seemed determined to scrape every part of my teeth totally clean. Kelsey's hands rubbed through my hair, softly massaging my neck as we made out, and it sent shivers of pure joy down my spine. She pulled her tongue back and began nibbling on my bottom lip, her teeth gently biting down on it. I felt my heart hammering in my chest from her wonderful kiss. I couldn't believe what amazing kissers both Amanda and my sister were; I imagined they must have spent whole months practicing together. The image of Kelsey and Amanda making out made me groan, and I could feel Kelsey grinning against me as her lips gently covered mine with little smooches. I finally grabbed her shoulders and carefully pushed her away from me. "You okay?" she asked, her voice sounding puzzled. "I have this need for oxygen," I joked, gasping for air. "It's kind of weird, but without it they say I could die or something." She grinned at me, her face looking very pleased. I took several deep breaths and slowly began to calm down. When Kelsey came back for another kiss, however, I hesitated. "Is anything wrong?" she asked. "No, it's just ... I don't know, Kel. We shouldn't be doing this," I sighed. "Why not?" she asked, her face clearly showing that she didn't understand. "You're my sister!" "So?" I was silent for a few moments, baffled by her comment. "What ... what do you mean, so?" "I mean, so? Who cares that I'm your sister?" "I do!" "Well, I don't! I want to do more, Damon. I want to get in your pants!" My mouth fell open, and I just stared at her in disbelief. "Kelsey, you're my sister," I repeated lamely. "We shouldn't be doing this." She leaned forward to give me a gentle kiss. "I think you're way too hung up on the brother-sister thing, but if you really don't want to, I'll be a good girl." I sighed. "It's not that I don't want to ... I'm just worried that we'll regret it for the rest of our lives." Kelsey grinned. "I don't think there's anything you could do to me that I'd regret." I gulped as images of Kelsey and I engaged in hot, dirty sex popped up in my mind; her unbelievable body covered in sweat as it writhed beneath me, cumming over and over again. My cock was holding a rally to have my brain's decision overturned and let me at her. "I just need some time to think, okay?" I asked, my voice squeaking. "Of course. Take all the time you need," she said with a sweet smile. "But let me know if and when you change your mind," she added with a seductive whisper, before she got up off my bed and put her shorts back on. Watching her marvelously sexy ass, still wrapped in those tiny panties, disappear from view made my cock wail with disappointment. She gave me another quick kiss, then walked towards her bathroom. "Don't forget you promised to call Amanda," she said as she slipped out the door. I sighed. Amanda ... How the hell was I going to explain this to her? I sat on my bed, the pervasive quiet almost covering me like a blanket as my mind worked overtime. Despite Kelsey's rather casual attitude to what had happened at the party, I still couldn't get over the thought that someone had drugged her, and I wanted to get to the bottom of it. Furthermore, Kelsey's blatant desire for me, coupled with my own growing attraction to my gorgeous sister, gave me a burning need to talk to someone. Someone who might understand. Funny as it sounded, I knew just the person who could help me with both things. ------- An hour later Brian and I were cruising along the highway on our way back towards the sorority house. It had taken multiple calls before he was awake enough to answer, but once I had explained to him I wanted to go back to the scene of the party, he readily agreed to give me a ride over there. I'd pondered for a few moments whether to tell Mom or Dad that I was going to be leaving the house despite being grounded, but figured I didn't really want to deal with the inevitable argument. I'd left instructions with Kelsey to tell them I was asleep if they should call. She'd asked me where I was going, but I'd kept my answer deliberately vague. The last thing I needed was for my sister to think that I was going back to fuck Katie again, and I doubted she would believe me if I told her I was just going over there to talk. Brian was still half asleep when he'd showed up at my house, so I'd told him to get in the passenger seat, and I'd driven his Jeep myself while fervently wishing I had my own car back already. By the time we arrived at the sorority house, he was snoring peacefully. I quietly got out of the Jeep, taking the keys to make sure Brian wouldn't drive off without me if he should wake up, then walked over the house where so much had happened the night before. As luck would have it, Katie was outside, rummaging around on the lawn with a trash bag in her hand, apparently cleaning up the mess that had been left behind. She was wearing a pair of tight fitting jeans, with a black thong peeking out, as well as a low cut, yellow tank top that did a marvelous job of emphasizing her wonderful tits. I briefly thought back of how they had bounced when I had fucked her, then I shook my head angrily. I wasn't here for that! "Hi Katie," I said as I walked over to her. "Damon? What are you doing here?" she asked, clearly surprised. "I wanted to apologize for last night." "For what, the fucking or the fighting?" she said with a little grin. "The fighting. I hope you aren't mad at me," I said quietly. "No, not really. From what you said and from what I heard from some of the other girls that were with you last night, it seemed the two of them screwed you over big time. Besides, that other guy threw the first punch. I was just pissed that it happened because I really wanted you to fuck me more." She winked. "I'm sorry it happened anyways. I'd like to pay for the things I broke in your room." "Don't worry about it. It was just a crappy old lamp that I'd been planning to throw away for years." "Can I buy you a new one?" "No." "Oh, okay," I said, a bit lost for words. I tried to figure out a way to broach what I really wanted to talk to her about. "You didn't really come all the way over here to pay me back for my lamp, did you?" Katie asked. "Well, I did, but that wasn't all of it. I was actually hoping I could talk to you about something." "Does it involve us being naked?" she asked hopefully. "Uh ... not really, no." She sighed. "Here I was hoping you'd come back to screw my brains out again. I guess you want me for my psychology skills and not for my body, hmm?" I nodded and was quiet for a few moments while she patiently looked at me. "It has to do with my sister." "Okay. What about her?" I looked around uncomfortably. "Can we go somewhere a little more private?" She grinned. "My bedroom?" "Somehow I doubt we'd do much talking if we wind up in there," I said dryly. "That depends on whether you believe moaning is a form of speech!" She laughed as she motioned for me to follow her. "How's your nose?" she asked as we walked into the sorority house. There was still ample evidence everywhere of the party. "Broken, but the doc said it should heal fairly quickly." "Ouch," she said sympathetically, squeezing my arm as she led me to the kitchen which was being cleaned by a cute blonde girl who didn't appear to be much older than I was. "Melanie, I need the kitchen for awhile. Please go clean the yard," Katie said peremptorily. "And tell the others to stay away until I say so!" The girl sighed but did as she was told, closing the kitchen door behind her as she left. "Wow, do you get to order everyone around like that?" I asked, sitting down on one of the chairs at the kitchen table. Melanie had actually done a remarkable job of cleaning the place up, at least compared to how it'd looked the night before. She shrugged. "I guess the girls here sort of see me as the person in charge, so I might as well act like it, right?" She took the chair right next to mine. Sitting so close to each other made me remember just how hot her body was underneath her alluring clothes, and I had to suppress the urge to gulp. "So, what about your sister?" she asked. I sighed as I gathered my thoughts. "I don't think there's going to be an easy way to say this, so I'm just going to bluntly throw it out there, okay?" She shrugged and nodded, her face curious. "I think she was drugged last night." "Drugged?" Katie said, clearly surprised. "What, you mean here?" "Yes." "That's ridiculous, Damon. Nobody here uses drugs, and we sure as hell didn't invite anyone who does either. The bouncers had firm orders not to let anyone inside who so much as even looked or smelled like a druggie." "I don't mean those kind of drugs," I said, swallowing. It wasn't exactly an easy accusation to make, and it took me a few moments to gather up my courage. "I think Kelsey had someone slip her something like a date rape drug." Katie's eyes grew wide as saucers as she gazed at me. "Do you have any evidence?" "No, just her behavior from last night while she was here and certain things she told me this morning." "What kind of things?" I repeated Kelsey's story almost word for word, making sure to emphasize the parts where my sister had claimed feeling terribly hot, then woozy, then finally passing out for a little bit. "And she's sure that wasn't just from the alcohol?" Katie asked as I finished, her face filled with concern. "No, actually she isn't. As far as she's concerned, she could have just been a little too tipsy and just gotten really horny." "But you don't think so?" "No, I don't." "I hate to say this to you, Damon, but your sister was absolutely going at it last night. She didn't give me an impression of being drugged." "I know, but that wasn't all. She also claimed that she just got a red haze of anger over her when Kim kicked me outside, right before she proceeded to beat the crap out of her." Katie frowned. "I take it that's not very common for her?" I snorted. "I doubt my sister has ever raised her hand against someone in her life. Then last night she nearly puts Kim in the hospital." Katie was quiet for several moments, then she got up and walked over to the kitchen door. She opened it and looked outside. "Brenda? Brenda! Is Samantha up yet?" A voice from outside the kitchen said something I couldn't quite understand. "Well, get her up and tell her I want to talk to her ... yes, right now." Katie closed the door and sat back down on her chair. "I'll give you the benefit of the doubt, but I don't lightly make accusations against the girls in my sorority. They're all wonderful girls, and I seriously doubt any of them could do anything like this," she said earnestly. "I understand. Thanks." I nodded. We waited for about five minutes before the kitchen door opened, and a slightly disheveled looking young woman who I assumed was Samantha walked in. She was wearing gray pajama pants and a tight burgundy tank top, her sultry black hair a tangled mess. She looked none too pleased at having been awoken so early. "Samantha, we need to have a talk with you," Katie said uneasily. "It couldn't have waited until tonight?" Samantha grumbled. "No, it couldn't. Please sit." Samantha sighed but did as she was asked, taking a chair and sitting down, facing us both. "Did you make any coffee?" "No, but I'll make some for you in a little bit," Katie said. She turned towards me and said, "This is Damon." I nodded at her, but she glanced at me like I imagined she would an ant on the kitchen floor. "And?" she said. "He was at the party last night, with a few of his friends." "Good for him." "His sister was also there," Katie continued, her eyes locked on her friend's face. "Are you ever going to get to the point?" Samantha sighed irritably. "She was one of the high school girls you took upstairs with you. She wore that sexy school girl outfit? Pretty brunette girl? You fucked her brains out for almost an hour," Katie said, undeterred by the other girl's cranky mood. "Ah, okay. I get it. You're here because you're all angry at me, and you want to scream and shout and ask me how the hell I could do that to your little angel of a sister, right?" Samantha smirked at me. I opened my mouth to reply, but Katie cut me off before I could say anything. "Actually he's here because he's convinced that someone slipped his sister something." "Slipped her something?" Samantha said, her face showing her incomprehension. "Like what?" "Like a date rape drug," Katie said, her voice cold as ice. It hung in the air for a few seconds before Samantha turned deadly white. "Oh my God, and you think I... ?" "I don't think anything, but I'd like to hear what you did yesterday after you met her," Katie said firmly. Samantha nodded, her face a mask of fright. She looked me straight in the eye and started talking, "Jennifer and I heard your sister and her friend mess around in the bathroom; we were both horny, so we invited them upstairs. Your sister seemed a little hesitant at first, but her blonde friend made up her mind for her, and we went to our bedroom to talk for awhile." She blushed a little as she hesitated. "Look, Damon, I'll be honest with you. As soon as I saw her, I really wanted to fuck your sister. I've got a huge thing for sexy, young girls, and she was turning me on like crazy. She was smoking hot in that little outfit of hers." I nodded at her admission, then motioned for her to continue. "Well, Jennifer and your sister's blonde friend ... what was her name?" "Stacey," I supplied. "Oh yes, Stacey. Jennifer and Stacey were hitting it off well, but your sister seemed a little reluctant, so I decided to go downstairs and get something to hopefully loosen her up a little," Samantha said. No sooner had the words come out of her mouth when she realized what she'd just said, and she fiercely shook her head. "Shit, I don't mean drugs or anything. I meant alcohol!" "Just go on," I said. "Well, I got a pitcher of Sangria downstairs, then as I walked back up, I saw another hot girl, this one an absolutely stunning blonde wearing a fishnet top and a really short skirt. I was hoping to get her upstairs too. The mere thought of fucking both her and your sister was ... eh..." "Just say it, Samantha, " Katie sighed. "I'm sure he's old enough that he knows that girls get really horny thinking about sex too." "Right," Samantha said slowly. "Anyways, I was hoping I could get her to come fuck too, but she said she was busy." "She was," I said gruffly. "When it became clear she wasn't going to change her mind, I offered her some Sangria. She said she'd like some, so I put the pitcher down on the dresser and went to get her a glass. I poured her some, and we talked for a little bit. I told her that if she changed her mind, I'd be more than happy to have her meet us upstairs in my bedroom. She smiled at me and went into the ante-room, while I grabbed the pitcher off the dresser and went upstairs again. Once I was back in my room, I poured a drink for all four of us. We toasted, drank and went back to talking. Your sister said she was getting really hot, so I offered to cool her down a little ... with my tongue, to be honest," Samantha said, a pretty blush on her face. I chuckled despite myself. A tongue would have just made Kelsey hotter. "Anyways, she leaned back, and I started cuddling with her, then kissing her. She wasn't stopping me, so I kept going until I had my fingers under her skirt and I, eh..." "Yeah, we can imagine what you were doing," Katie said. "Just go on." "Well, after I had played with her for awhile, she suddenly was looking right at me. I leaned in and kissed her while untying that ridiculously sexy top she was wearing. I sucked on her breasts as soon as I could see them, and I let my hands run across her fantastic body while still playing with her. It didn't take long for her to cum, and we both sank to the floor, kissing each other and—" "Okay, let's go back a second," I interrupted. I had already heard the rest of the story and didn't need to hear it a second time. Especially not because it was likely to just make me horny again. "When you ... when you put your fingers inside my sister's pussy, was she actually awake? Or was she out of it?" "She was awake! She was ... well ... I mean..." Samantha stammered hesitantly. "Was she awake or wasn't she, Samantha?" Katie said, frowning at her friend. "She seemed very tired. She was leaning back and had her eyes closed." "Does that seem like a person who is awake to you?" I asked, feeling my temper rising. "She was moaning!" Samantha protested. "She didn't tell me to stop or anything, and she moaned at everything I did!" "Moaned how? Like a barely conscious 'uhnnn' or a 'Mmmm yeah' type of moan?" I demanded. "The latter!" the raven hair girl said, her face clearly distraught. Tears were welling up in her eyes. I looked over at Katie, who had a worried look. She glanced at me and quickly looked away, as if she didn't want to acknowledge what she was hearing. Samantha caught the exchange between us and started crying. "Oh my God, you guys don't believe me!" she wailed. "We didn't say we didn't believe you, Samantha," Katie said, though there wasn't much conviction in her voice. To my surprise, Samantha got up from her chair and fell on her knees in front of me, grasping my hand. "Damon, please, you've got to believe me!" she sobbed. "I would never, ever do something like that! I love having sex with young girls, but I would never force myself on them or rape them or anything like that!" I stared at her, my mind going a million miles a second. She seemed genuine enough, yet her recollection of having sex with my sister appeared to indicate that my sister had seemed very much not like herself. It didn't seem like Kelsey to just lie there and let a girl play with her, without doing anything in return. If anything, my sister would have been all over her if she'd been at all attracted to Samantha, which didn't seem unlikely. Samantha was pretty gorgeous after all. I sighed as I looked at the attractive girl who was crying softly in front of me. I just didn't know what to believe. I hated to think Samantha had been responsible, yet she had been the one to get the Sangria and hand it out to everyone. But if she had done it, she was putting on one hell of a show for my benefit. "Samantha, how did you feel when you were having sex?" Katie asked, her voice soft and gentle. The crying girl looked over at her friend and sniffed. "Well, horny of course." "Right, but did you feel anything besides horny?" Samantha looked pensive for a few moments, tears still running down her cheeks. "I'm not really sure," she said hesitantly. "I was feeling light-headed for awhile, but I'd had quite a bit to drink, and Kelsey was just really making me hot." "When did you start feeling light-headed?" I asked her. "Probably right around the time I began messing with your sister," she admitted shyly, sniffing away another tear. I looked over at Katie, who gave me a small shrug. "It seems to fit," she suggested. "Yeah," I admitted, nodding at her. I turned back to Samantha and took her hands in mine, pulling her to her feet. "I'm sorry I upset you so much, Samantha," I said. "Do you believe me?" she asked in a small voice. "Yeah, I do. I'm sorry that I doubted you. I'm just really worried about my sister." "Is she okay?" Samantha asked, her own voice worried. "Nothing happened to her, right?" "No, she's fine," I assured her. "I just got really angry at the idea that someone might have ... you know..." "Raped your sister," Samantha finished for me. I nodded silently. Samantha looked at me for a few seconds, then turned to her friend. "Can I go now, Katie?" Katie got up and gave her friend a big hug, apologizing to her, then Samantha quietly left the kitchen. "I'm sorry, Katie," I said. "I should have just taken your word for it." "It's okay, you're just looking out for your sister. I don't blame you." "Thanks." "So do you think something happened?" I sighed deeply. "I really don't know. From my sister's story, I'm inclined to think she was perhaps just a little drunk and got very horny. From Samantha's story, I think that something may have been in that Sangria." "We could ask the other girls, but Jennifer left early this morning, so we'd have to wait on her," Katie said. I shrugged. "I'm not sure she can really tell us any more than Samantha could. From both accounts, she was pretty busy with Stacey and wouldn't have really seen anything." "No, but she drank from the same pitcher, right? If there was something in it, she'd have been affected by it too. Hey, what about your girlfriend? Samantha said she'd given her some Sangria too." "Yeah, so?" "Well, was she affected like Samantha and your sister were? If she was, then we know someone spiked it before Samantha met with her. So then most likely any drug got put in it in the kitchen." I looked at her with admiration in my eyes. "So you're not only a shrink, you're a CSI investigator too?" I grinned. She gave me a cute smile. "I'm just a smart girl ... this is the part where you scrunch up your face and look at me as if I have six legs, and I'm crawling across your plate." "What?" "Don't all boys hate smart girls?" "Not all boys do!" She grinned happily. "In any case, we should talk to your girlfriend and see what happened to her. I'll ask Jennifer when I see her again, and you should see if you can talk to Stacey." I nodded. "Weren't you with your girl for a large part of last night?" Katie asked as she frowned at me. "Yeah, why?" "Did she appear at all strange or anything?" "I don't think so, but she did seem very turned on," I said, thinking back of Amanda's wonderful sexuality the whole night. "Well, that's just because of you," Katie grinned. I gave her an embarrassed smile. "Thanks." She gave me a small wink, then continued, "Right now, I think the best thing to do is to talk to the other girls and see what comes up." "Yeah, that sounds like a good idea," I said, nodding. "Thanks so much for helping me out with this." "You're welcome. Is there anything else I can do for you? Anything at all?" she said sultrily. I hesitated for a few seconds, then coughed. "As a matter of fact, there is something..." "Yeah?" she said, her eyes getting wider as she got an eager grin on her face. Her gaze glanced down at my bulge, and she teasingly licked her lips. "It's about Kelsey again," I said softly. "Oh," Katie sighed, sounding disappointed. "I'm sorry. We hardly know each other, and here I'm laying all of my problems at your feet. I should just go." She dismissed my comment with a wave of her hand. "Hey, I told you last night that I actually enjoy this and that I think you're a great guy. I'd love to help out if I can. What do you want to talk to me about?" I hesitated. "Do you remember what I told you last night? About her and Amanda?" "That she and your little blonde girlfriend screw each other? Yeah, I remember. I also remember that you were worried about something, though you never told me what." "Well, the thing is, that Kelsey and Amanda, they ... eh, they..." I struggled to find the right words. Katie just smiled at me as she waited patiently. "They are really close. I mean, I'm pretty sure they love each other." "Uh-huh. And?" I was silent for a few seconds. "Well, I just wonder whether, and where, I fit in that, you know?" Katie appeared thoughtful. "You mean whether Amanda is serious about you, or whether you're just a fun diversion for awhile?" I nodded. Katie released a slow breath. "I can't really say, Damon. I don't know Amanda at all, so I can hardly give you a psychological profile of her. I would advise you to either just suck it up and see where it goes, or straight out ask her." "Wouldn't that make her mad if she was serious? She'd think I was doubting her." "Well, you could also just ask your sister. If the two of them are as close as you say they are, she would know. Amanda would have asked your sister if it was okay to date you, and Kelsey would have asked her how serious it would get." "You think Kelsey would have a problem with it, if it got too serious?" "I can't be sure, of course, but doesn't that seem likely? If she and Amanda love each other, why would she be happy about you taking her girlfriend away from her?" I had no answer to that question, and I sat silently, trying to figure out what my sister might be planning. "For that matter, why would she even risk it?" Katie added after a few seconds. "I don't know," I said softly. "What do you think?" "I'd say your sister likely has an ulterior motive." "Yeah? Like what?" I asked, though I had a strong suspicion I already knew. She gave me a cute grin. "I would think that Kelsey doesn't just want Amanda to get in your pants. I mean, I'm sure she'd be fine if it happens, but only because it would allow her to do so as well." I blushed furiously, and Katie got a triumphant smile on her face. "That's it, isn't it?" she asked. "Yeah..." "Has it already happened?" "No, but..." "But what? Come on, tell me!" she insisted, her grin growing even bigger. "I'm not sure that I should." Her eyes got a calculating look to them. "Come on, out with it. I can't help you if you don't tell me what's going on, and it's obviously bothering you." I sighed. "Kelsey and I, um, had a bit of an ... encounter this morning." "Really? What kind of an encounter?" Katie asked eagerly. I blushed as I told her about Kelsey's story earlier, as well as how we'd both masturbated until we came while watching the other. I avoided mentioning Kelsey's little tirade, however. "Damn, that is so hot," Katie moaned as I finished. "Why exactly do you have a problem with this?" "Because I'm her brother!" I said incredulously. "All you two did was get yourself off in front of each other. What's the big deal? There must be millions of brothers and sisters in the U.S. alone who secretly have the hots for their siblings and get themselves off thinking about them. You are both very sexy, so nobody can blame you for being physically attracted to one another." "I'm not attracted to my sister," I protested lamely. "Oh, that's bullshit! Your sister is absolutely fucking gorgeous and has the most amazing body I've ever seen on a girl her age! And you, you're what, nineteen?" "Eighteen." Katie grinned. "Thank God. For a second I was worried you were gonna say you were sixteen or something, and the FBI was going to bust in here. But okay, you're eighteen years old. There is no way in hell you're not attracted to a girl who is that smoking hot!" "Well, okay, but ... she's my sister..." "Damon, you need to stop worrying about things so much! You two aren't doing anything besides basically peeking at each other. When I was your age and still in high school, my brother peeked at me in the shower so often that I finally asked him if I should put a recliner in the bathroom for him, so he could be more comfortable while he watched me." "What did he say to that?" "He said he preferred an office chair, because recliners were a bitch to jerk off in," she grinned. I laughed heartily at her joke. "Your brother is quite a character." "Yep, he is." "Where is he now?" "He moved to Europe two years ago and got married to some bourgeois twit named Josephine." "That sucks," I said sympathetically. "Yeah, but we're not talking about me. We're talking about you. If your sister doesn't mind you peeking at her in the bathroom, and she likes it when you jerk off to her, I just don't see what the problem is." I took a deep breath, gathering my courage for what I was about to say. "That's not all Kelsey wants to do," I blurted out quickly. Katie's grin grew positively vicious. "I knew it. What else does she want?" "She said she wants to get in my pants." "Mmmm. Your sister really is a dirty little girl, isn't she?" I nodded, sighing loudly. "You're a lucky boy." "What? Me?" "Yeah. You have three hot, sexy girls who are trying to get in your pants. Most people I know would consider that pretty damn lucky!" "Three? Who is the third ... oh," I said with a blush as I saw her grin get even bigger. "I'm not kidding when I say that you really turn me on, Damon. And not just because of your body either. I love how innocent and sweet you are. I'd like nothing better than to corrupt you," she giggled. I let out a chuckle. "At least you're honest." "Yes, and you should be too. You have the hots for your sister, admit it." I gulped and nodded slightly. "Then do it! Have sex with her if she wants it so badly! Your sister is insanely hot, and from what little I've experienced she's a goddamn tiger in bed! If she was my sister, I'd let her tear me to shreds and fuck me half to death a dozen times a day!" Katie said, panting slightly. "But what will people think if we do?" "Who cares? It's none of their business, so to hell with them! If you and your sister want to do it, then do it." "What about Amanda?" "I think if she's allowed to fuck you and your sister, she can't really complain about you fucking your sister as well, can she?" "Eh..." "Did she have a problem with you fucking me last night? Or did you not tell her?" "I told her we fooled around." "And what did she say?" "She said she didn't mind." "So why would she mind you fucking the girl she's also fucking? She's probably hoping to get some hot threesomes out of this!" "Christ," I moaned. The idea of a threesome with Amanda and my sister made my cock rise to its full length in a mere second. "Oh, you like that, huh?" Katie grinned, getting up from her chair and coming to stand very close to me. "Does the idea of fucking two girls at once turn you on, Damon?" "Yes. Like fucking crazy," I sighed. "Mmmm, good. If your sister or your girlfriend aren't up for a threesome with each other, see if they want to have one with you and me. I'd love to fuck either one of those girls together with you," she breathed hotly. "Jesus, Katie," I groaned. "I think your sister, especially, will be up for it. She's just a horny little slut." "Really?" I grinned. "And you know that, how?" "She had no problem shoving that eager tongue of hers in my cunt last night. While she herself was being fucked by Samantha." "She might have been drugged," I reminded her. "Even so, she was still going at like nobody's business. She was fucking all of us senseless!" I shuddered as Katie's words inflamed me. "It's funny that you call her a dirty slut, when you let yourself get eaten out by a high school girl whose name you didn't even know!" I teased her. "Yeah, how rude was that? The least she could have done was introduce herself and buy me dinner first," Katie grinned. "Besides, I'll readily admit it: I'm a slut too. It takes one to know one." I sighed as I gazed at her. Her sexy body was turning me on big time. She leaned forward, biting my earlobe with her teeth. "If they do both want to fuck you, see how they feel about a foursome, okay? I'd love to get my hands on both of them!" I moaned as Katie's hand slid down my chest towards my pants. Before I even knew what was happening, she was unzipping my fly and snaking her hand inside. The feel of her fingers against my pole was pure ecstasy. "Now, since I helped you with your worries, it's time for you to pay the bill." "The bill? You're going to charge me?" "Of course. I told you last night what my special price was for you. One big load of cum out of that hard cock of yours," Katie hissed. "Let me fuck you blind, and we'll call it even." "I can't," I sighed, swallowing loudly. "You can't, or you won't?" Katie asked, softly jerking on my cock. "I don't want to cheat on Amanda," I said as I shuddered from the sensations coursing through my cock. "Didn't she say that she was okay with you fooling around with me?" "That was last night! She has no idea I'm even here now." "Oh, I see. We should call her and ask her if it's okay." "No," I said resolutely. Amanda wanted me to call her, but I seriously doubted it was so that I could ask her if it was okay for me to fuck this nympho college girl. "Don't you want to fuck me?" she breathed hotly in my ear, her tongue teasingly playing with my earlobe. I growled with lust as my cock staggered underneath her silky grasp. "I do, but I don't want to hurt Amanda!" Katie's hand suddenly disappeared out of my pants, leaving me feeling slightly disappointed as she kissed me on my forehead. "You're really a sweetheart. I hope that Amanda appreciates you properly." I gulped. "I think she does." "Good. She better never let you go, either, because I'm going to be waiting, ready to pounce!" Katie said with a grin. I gave her a wry smile as she walked over to the fridge, opening it. She rummaged around in it for a few moments until she pulled out a bottle of beer. "You want one?" "It's way too early for me, thanks." "Okay," she said lightly, screwing the top off. To my surprise, she walked over to the sink and let all the beer drain out. "What are you doing?" I asked curiously. "You've made me really fucking horny," she said with a sultry voice. "When I'm horny, I want to cum. Since you won't fuck me, I guess I'll just have to do it myself." I stared at her with my mouth wide open. She couldn't possibly mean to... Before I could finish my thought, Katie unbuttoned her jeans, swiftly pulling them down. I felt my mouth water at the sight of her skimpy thong, but it, too, quickly went down towards her ankles. She kicked both articles of clothing off her feet, then scooted up onto the counter. With a luscious smile she spread her legs, putting her shaved pussy on display for me. I sighed deeply with barely contained excitement as I stared at her puffy lips, remembering just how fucking good they had felt when they'd been wrapped around my cock. Katie took the neck of the bottle into her mouth, wetly sucking on it, her tongue flashing around it. "I really wish this was your cock," the hot redhead moaned as she fellated the small glass bottle. I felt my throat go dry, and my cock was mentally calling me every swear word ever invented in the galaxy for making her suck a fucking bottle rather than itself. As much as watching her was sheer teasing agony, I couldn't tear my eyes away. Katie let the bottle slide out of her mouth with a little pop, then trailed the neck down between her tits, along her tummy towards her waiting slit. Her eyes never left mine as she teasingly rubbed the glass around her pussy before finally putting it against her entrance. "Mmmm, are you sure you wouldn't rather put your cock in there, Damon?" she moaned hotly. "Fuck, Katie. Stop it!" I groaned, completely losing my mind because of her little game. "Stop what, stud? I'm just siting here getting myself off. If you don't like it, you don't have to watch," she said sweetly while her eyes blazed. She gripped the bottle a little harder, then slid it inside her cunt as she moaned loudly. I was enthralled by this slutty young woman as she smoothly pushed the glass dildo inside herself, moaning as the cold material plunged deeper. She spread her legs even wider and pushed harder, the entire neck of the bottle easily vanishing in her pussy. She rolled the bottle in her hand, groaning as it twisted and turned in her gash. I squeezed my legs together in an effort to stop my cock from getting any harder, even though I knew it was useless. The sight of Katie masturbating in front of me turned my entire spine to jelly. I pinched myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming. The redheaded nymph pulled the bottle all the way out, then she rubbed her cunt with her free hand, her fingers tickling her clit. "Mmmm, I'm getting so wet," she sighed for my benefit as she brought her hand up to her mouth, happily sucking her fingers. She spit on her fingertips and rubbed them across her pussy, making it even wetter, before sliding the bottle back inside. Katie started fucking herself with her glass toy, pulling it almost all the way out before plunging it back inside. She began slow, but soon her moans became louder, and her pace increased, the thin end plowing in and out of her cunt like a piston on steroids. I groaned as I rubbed my shaft through my pants. I couldn't help myself, my mind was being completely overloaded by the crazy hot spectacle in front of me. I desperately tried to resist, but I could feel my resistance crumbling. "This would be so much better if it was you!" Katie moaned as she wildly fucked herself, the bottle making delicious sopping noises in her moist cunt. She increased her pace, her hand practically blurring as she penetrated herself with her glass dildo. The scent of her wet slit wafted over to me, and my stomach actually growled as I smelled it. Katie pushed harder against the bottle, trying to get more of it inside of her. Her pussy grudgingly gave way to the rapidly increasing thickness, but she wasn't quite able to get it to accept the whole girth. Her free hand started rubbing her clit like crazy as she trashed and shook on the counter top. "Oh fuck, I'm going to cum!" she hissed, bucking and grinding herself against her own hand and the bottle. She threw her head back, a loud squeal escaping from her throat as she started to spasm and shiver in her orgasm. Unable to keep herself upright, she lay down on her back on the counter, both her hands working their magic on her cunt. I was starting to see stars in front of me, forgetting to draw a breath as I stared at the wonderful, gorgeous slut. I knew that as soon as she looked back at me with those amazing eyes of hers I wouldn't be able to resist anymore, and I'd run over there and fuck her brains out on the counter. Somewhere far in the distance, I heard the click of a door handle being pulled. Katie mewled and whimpered while she came, her body bucking wildly against her improvised glass cock as her free hand reached underneath her tank top and played with her tits. "Fuck, yes!" she screamed as one final shudder tore through her, her cunt clenching so tightly that it pushed the bottle completely out. Lacking the strength to hold on to it, it slipped from her grasp and fell to the floor. Surprisingly, it didn't break, but rolled slowly towards the kitchen door. The sunlight that was coming in through the large window on the far wall caused Katie's juices to glisten on the glass. The bottle kept rolling, unimpeded, until someone put a foot on it. "Goddammit, how many times do I have to tell you to not come into the kitchen when the door's closed!" Katie hissed, her voice trembling from her orgasm as she lay shivering on her back on the counter top. "I dunno, babe, but generally I'd say at least once," Brian grinned as he leaned down to pick up the bottle, an absolutely amazed smile on his face. He pulled the door shut behind him. Katie looked up in confusion at the male voice, then smiled as she saw my friend. "Oh, hi Brian," she said seductively, her eyes flicking my way for a brief second before they returned to him. Her look had seemed almost victorious. "Hey babe," he smiled at her, then turned his attention to me. "D, if this is what you call talking to a girl, I hesitate to ask what you'd call fucking her?" I scraped my throat as I gulped in a few gulps of air. "She's been trying to convince me to do more than just talk," I said, forcing the words out. "I like your way of convincing people, Katie," Brian grinned. "It doesn't seem to work though!" Katie pouted. "He still won't fuck me! But maybe you can help me with that, hmm?" Brian's grin grew positively vicious as he played with the bottle in his hands a few times, then suddenly seemed to notice how it glistened. Locking his eyes on Katie's, he brought it to his lips and eagerly sucked on the glass neck, moaning as he tasted her cum. I suppressed a bitter pang of jealousy as I saw him eagerly slurp at her juice. I was the one who had been resisting her; it wasn't Brian's fault, and I had no right to get angry or jealous at him. The idea that I could have been drinking her juice right out of her pussy just inflamed my mind, however, and I felt my heart thundering in my chest. Brian let the bottle pop from between his lips, then he sighed with relish. "Damn, that tastes good! Is there a brewery for this stuff?" Katie giggled, then she crooked her finger at him. "It's right here," she moaned. "Can I have some more?" "Come and get it!" she hissed lewdly. He dropped the bottle and stepped over towards her, bending down as he reached the counter top. Without hesitation, Brian locked his mouth on Katie's slit, and I saw his tongue flash out, pushing deeply between her lips. "Uh, God, eat my horny cunt!" Katie groaned as Brian did exactly that, burying his mouth almost completely inside her pussy, then letting his tongue teasingly slide up and down the full length of her soaked slit. Katie reached down and entangled her fingers in Brian's hair, pulling and pushing on his head in an effort to get him to stick his tongue deeper, or go faster, or something. Brian, for his part, willingly let himself be pushed and prodded as his tongue began diddling her clit. "Brian, fuck me!" Katie howled as she shivered in sheer ecstasy from his obviously oral talent. My buddy didn't need much encouragement, popping up with a fervid grin as his hands swiftly unbuckled and unzipped his jeans. He pushed them down with an eager rush, and his hard cock bobbed eagerly in front of him. He grabbed it with his right hand and slapped his cockhead against Katie's slit several times, causing her to moan loudly. "Do you want it, babe? Do you want my cock in your cunt?" he asked teasingly. "Yes, please! Ram that fucking shaft inside me. I need it so bad!" Katie pleaded, her body grinding and twitching on the counter top, almost trying to screw itself onto his pole. "Whatever you want, honey," he grinned as he slammed his hips forward, his throbbing cock plowing deeply inside her juicy hole in a single stroke. Brian didn't wait or go slow, instead immediately setting a brutal pace, the full length of his shaft thrusting deeply inside her. "Oh, fucking hell, that's so good!" Katie wailed as she trashed on the counter. Brian's hands were holding her firmly by the hips as he nailed her soaked cunt. "Damn babe, I can't believe how wet you are!" Brian grunted as he brutally fucked her, her sensual body slamming up and down on the counter top on every single one of his thrusts. "I thought you were wet last night, but this is incredible!" Getting teased beyond belief I closed my eyes in an effort to distract myself from what was happening right in front of me, but my ears quickly adjusted and picked up the incredible sounds of a hard cock ramming into a squelching wet pussy. The sopping little noises of Katie's cunt were making me even hornier. For several minutes Brian and Katie groaned and rutted as they fucked each other on the counter top; then, as if by mutual agreement, they both stopped. Katie quickly hopped off the counter and bent over the kitchen table, looking right in my eyes. "Do you like watching this, Damon? Do you like watching me getting fucked?" she grinned victoriously as Brian approached her from behind. He put his hands on her hips and plowed back inside her, causing her to let out a little squeal of pleasure as he penetrated her again. "Oh, that cock feels so fucking good inside me," she rasped. I sighed in frustration as my cock felt like a star just waiting to go supernova. I watched mutely as Brian fucked the hell out of Katie, her firm tits bouncing in her tank top as she got plowed over and over from behind. I could understand why Katie was disappointed in me, since I had refused to play with her, but for her to tease me so badly seemed like cruel punishment. I debating leaving and waiting in Brian's Jeep for him to finish up, but I grit my teeth and decided I wouldn't give her the satisfaction. Brian pulled out of Katie and roughly pulled her towards him, urging her to go down to her knees. Katie didn't need much encouragement as she grabbed his bobbing shaft on her way down, letting out a satisfied sigh as it waved in front of her. She leaned forward a little and sucked his cock deep into her mouth. Brian groaned happily and didn't waste any time, grabbing her hair and pulling her face down on his shaft. Katie gurgled a little as his cock slid deeper inside her mouth, but she never hesitated, devouring his entire length in one smooth gulp. I watched in silent awe as Brian began to pump his dick in and out of Katie's mouth, slowly at first, but quickly picking up speed, her saliva dripping along his balls as he fucked her face. Katie's eyes flicked over towards me for a moment, as if to verify her teasing was still having its desired effect, but her attention was clearly focused on the shaft that was drilling her throat. Despite my annoyance I stared with rapt attention at Katie who had a look of complete hunger on her face while she got her mouth fucked. She made sloppy choking noises on every one of Brian's strokes as he thrust his shaft down her throat, much to her delight. Katie reached behind him and grabbed his ass, trying to pull him further down her mouth. She appeared to stop breathing entirely as the last inch of his shaft slowly disappeared in her throat. With his entire shaft buried in her face, Brian groaned loudly. "Oh baby, that feels so fucking good!" he almost cried. Katie let his cock escape from her mouth with a loud gasp for air, a huge grin on her face. "I've never taken a cock that deep in my throat before!" she said proudly. Somehow I doubted she was being honest. Brian smiled at her and slapped her face with his cock, causing her to giggle like a little schoolgirl as her own saliva got splattered on her cheeks. As he pulled her to her feet, they kissed hungrily for a few seconds, and I had to suppress a small groan at the sight of their tongues fighting for space. Katie pulled her face away from the kiss, then turned around and leaned over the table again, putting her ass back up in the air. "Fuck me, Brian!" she pleaded. Brian grabbed his cock and stepped behind her, guiding it straight back into her soaking slit. He grinned wickedly as he found his mark, thrusting his hips forward and shoving his prick inside her. As he plunged his shaft deep into her cunt, he roughly grabbed her hips and pulled her further onto his rod. "Oh yes, fuck me!" Katie squealed as Brian started to piston his cock in and out of her like a demon. Her face had a look of pure joy on it as she got skewered, and she grinned at me as her eyes rolled up into the back of her head, her body launching itself into another orgasm. An unintelligible stream of growls and moans burst out of Katie's mouth as she came, her entire body shaking while Brian kept unapologetically ramming his shaft inside her. I could tell from the sweat pouring off his forehead and the strain in his neck that he was probably close to cumming as well. Katie shuddered and shivered for a few more moments, then utterly collapsed on the table, her legs giving out. Brian roughly pulled her back a bit, continuing his blistering pace. "Damn, that pussy is so fucking tight!" he muttered as he pumped her, his hands squeezing her hips so hard he was leaving marks. He watched her ass quiver under his thrusts, and he slapped her butt a few times for good measure while he savagely nailed her. Katie's mouth was wide open, her breath coming in distorted gasps as her body got used. Brian was fucking her so hard that her whole body was shoved forward several inches on every single one of his thrusts, then he'd yank her back again after four or five strokes, just to repeat the process all over again. "Oh God!" Katie moaned as Brian seemed to go insane inside her, absolutely pounding the shit out of her from behind. Her entire body was bouncing from his thrusts, and the dangling of her tits in her tank top was almost hypnotizing. I heard Brian groan as he savaged Katie's cunt, sweat pouring off his forehead while he slammed himself inside her. "Where do you want my cum, baby?" he grunted a short while later. "All over my ass! I want cum everywhere, shoot it all over me!" Katie squealed as her body started shaking, another orgasm sweeping through her. "Oh fuck, I love being fucked like this! Give it to me, Brian, paint me with your cum!" the stunningly hot college coed cried while her body still shivered with pleasure. Brian slammed against her a few more times, then he tensed up, his head lolling backwards as he let out a guttural howl. He managed to pull out just in time, his fist grabbing his cock as a huge rope of semen shot across Katie's back. The sight of her being splattered in cum caused me to groan loudly. Brian was jerking off frantically, his cum being flung everywhere, covering her curvy ass in goo. He pulled his cock a few more times, squeezing out a few last dollops of his cum on the sexy girl's ass, then he plopped down onto one of the chairs with a thoroughly satisfied sigh. Katie purred as she was still leaning across the table, her ass and tank top covered in jizz. "That was fucking awesome, Brian!" she said, her voice full of amazement as she got up and stretched her back. "Damn babe, you are incredible," Brian said, his breath coming in short gasps as he tried to recover. "Mmmm, thank you," Katie giggled. "You're such a fucking stud. Look how much cum you soaked me in!" Brian grinned as she demonstrated for him, turning around and giving him a good look at just how covered in jizz she was. "Are you up for some more?" Katie asked teasingly as she slowly rubbed her pussy. She turned her gaze towards me and grinned. "What about you, are you finally ready to fuck me now?" "No, I think I've had quite enough of this," I said angrily as I got up. I yanked open the kitchen door and stormed through, blundering straight into one of the sorority girls who was carrying a massive load of laundry. She squealed as she fell down, the laundry flying everywhere. "Damn, I'm sorry!" I exclaimed as I quickly knelt to make sure the girl was okay. She frowned at me but seemed otherwise unharmed as I helped her pick all the laundry back up. As soon as she had her arms full again, she walked off, throwing me a nasty scowl. Shit, you're welcome, I thought sourly as I turned back towards the door, nearly jumping out of my skin when I saw Katie standing a few inches away from me. Brian was nowhere to be seen. "Are you angry at me?" she asked quietly, her eyes looking sad. "No, Katie, I love being treated like shit and played with like that!" I said heatedly. She sighed and leaned in to try to give me a kiss, but I turned my head away. She kissed my cheek instead, then put her mouth near my ear. "Tell your sister she's welcome for the present." I frowned in confusion. What present? What was she talking about? "I think she'll enjoy it," Katie said just as mysteriously, with a wry smile on her face. "What the fuck are you talking about?" I asked, getting exasperated. Rather than answering, Katie glanced downward, seemingly towards my legs. I followed her gaze, still not getting it as I stared mindlessly at the floor. I looked back at her and shrugged my shoulders. "Am I supposed to guess, or are you actually going to explain?" She shook her head with a weary sigh and suddenly grabbed my still hard cock in her hand, squeezing it through my jeans. I gulped as I felt her gently tug on it. "Remember what your sister said she wanted this morning?" she asked. I stared at her silently for a few moments, then nodded slowly. "I think she'll enjoy it when you're crazy horny like this," she said, smiling contently. "You mean ... you did that..." I stammered. "It wasn't to punish me for not fucking you?" "Oh Damon, I would never do that! I understand why you don't want to fool around without your hot little girlfriend's permission, despite how badly I want you to. But I really think you should give your little sister what she wants." "Why?" I asked, feeling lost. She grinned. "So she'll owe me one and hopefully will agree to let me have a threesome with you guys!" I stared at her for several moments, then burst into laughter. Brian walked up a few moments later as Katie and I were still laughing. "Hey, can a handsome guy like me laugh too?" he quipped. "Nah, you wouldn't get it," I grinned. "What? Are you saying I'm stupid?" Brian said, his face pulling into a frown. "It's an inside joke between Damon and I, Brian. Don't take it personally," Katie said with a smile, reaching up and kissing him. "Thanks for the fun, stud." "Shit, no, thank you!" he said insistently. "That was just awesome." "I'm glad you enjoyed it," she grinned. "You practically fucked me in half with your big cock! I loved it!" Brian got a wide grin on his face as he winked at her. She turned her face back to me. "Are you okay?" she asked sweetly. "Yeah, I am. Sorry, I lost my temper a bit there," I said awkwardly. "Don't worry about it, I understand. Next time you have some problems, come see me again, okay?" Katie said happily. "I think I'm really starting to enjoy being your private shrink." "I'm worried about your prices draining me dry, though," I joked. She let out a silvery pearl of laughter as she blew us both a kiss, then she walked up the stairs, letting her hips swish provocatively. She hadn't bothered to put her thong or her pants back on, and Brian's cum was still glistening on her ass. "Damn, she's hot!" Brian said as we both watched her go. All I could do was nod in agreement. We both walked outside, casually sauntering over to the Jeep, when Brian turned around and ran back to the house. "I'll be right back!" he shouted. I shrugged and got into his Jeep, taking the driver's seat again. When he came back, he didn't make any comments and just plopped down in the passenger seat. "What did you forget?" I asked curiously. "Nothing. But I got me a date," he said with a happy grin. I laughed as I put the Jeep in gear and drove off. "You're not interested in her, right?" he asked as I got back on the Interstate. "I'm not, don't worry. I've got Amanda to keep me occupied," I said with a grin, but in my mind, I wondered if Kelsey was going to keep me occupied too. ------- The drive home was uneventful. Once he dropped me off, I thanked Brian and offered to buy him some pizza sometime as a payback. I walked into the house, a little worried that either Mom or Dad would be home. Both their jobs kept them out of the house for long hours, which was great, but the downside was that I never really knew what their schedule was. Fortunately they both seemed to be gone. I went to go look for my sister, which wasn't hard, considering the entire house was rocking to Avril Lavigne's music. I knocked on Kelsey's door several times, smiling as I heard my sister sing along. I was again amazed at how good she sounded when she sang. Once it became obvious that she just couldn't hear my knocks, I loudly called out, "Kelsey!" "Yeah?" Kelsey's voice came from inside after the music stopped suddenly. "It's me. Are you decent?" I asked. "Why don't you come in and find out?" She laughed. I grinned as I opened the door and walked into her bedroom. Kelsey was sitting behind her desk, dressed in a short blue skirt as well as a tight fitting t-shirt. She had turned to face the door and was giving me a cute smile as I entered. Her computer was on, with her iPod hooked up to it. She owned all of Avril's songs and loved listening to them on her computer's surround speakers. "You are decent," I said, faking heavy disappointment. "I can fix that really quickly!" she giggled as she grabbed the bottom of her t-shirt, preparing to pull it off. "That's okay, you're hot enough already dressed the way you are," I grinned. Her smile got a bit bigger as she got up and came over to give me a big hug. As I let her go, she got up on her tippy toes and kissed me. I froze in surprise for a second but the feel of her lips on mine was wonderful, and I soon kissed her back. We nibbled at each other's mouths for a few moments until she backed away. "Mmmm, nice," she sighed in satisfaction. "Yeah," I said, nodding in agreement. "So where did you go?" "Oh, uh, Brian needed my help with something," I lied weakly. "You're such a lousy liar. You wouldn't risk going out while you were grounded just to help Brian out. Now where did you go?" she repeated. "Well, when I fought with Jeff last night, I broke Katie's lamp, so I went over to her place to pay her back for it. I also tried to figure out if you got drugged last night." She sighed heavily. "What did you find out?" "I'm not sure," I said honestly. "From comparing your story with Samantha's story, it seems that there might have been something in that Sangria that made you both act differently than you normally would." "Damon, just let it go," my sister said quietly. "Whether I was drugged or not, I really enjoyed what happened last night. I'm not exactly proud of what I did, but I'm not going to be ashamed of it either." "But if..." "No," she interrupted. "I don't want you to go after some wild goose chase. As far as I'm concerned, last night was last night and there's no need to keep dragging it back up. It happened, let's just let it go." "Are you sure?" I asked, uncertainly. "Yes. Please just drop it? For me?" I nodded in agreement, but inside I was determined to keep chasing the truth. I'd do absolutely anything for her, except let her be hurt in any way. If someone had spiked that drink, had they just done so randomly, or had they done it deliberately to get at my sister and her friends? If it were the latter, I'd make whoever it was pay. "So why did you really go over there?" Kelsey asked bluntly. "Huh? To pay for her lamp and to find out—" "About whether I was drugged, yes. Now the truth. Did you go over there to fuck her?" "What? No!" "Honestly?" "Kel, I didn't fuck her, I swear!" "You are still interested in Amanda, right?" "Yes, of course I am!" "Because she is nuts about you, you know. She's already called me twice to ask if you were going to call her soon." "Damn, I'm sorry I missed her calls," I said remorsefully. "If you're more interested in Katie, you need to be honest with Amanda and tell her. Don't just string her along, that's not fair to her," she said softly and a bit disappointedly. "I'm not interested in Katie." "You promise?" I nodded. "Yes, I promise. I want Amanda." "I just love you both so much, it would break my heart if I had to choose between you. So if it doesn't work out between you two, for whatever reason, please don't let it end in such a way that I get caught in the middle and have to choose," Kelsey said very quietly. I could tell that even talking about it made her feel bad. "I won't, Kel. That's not going to happen," I said firmly. "Alright. But if it does, please just stay friends with each other, okay?" she asked. "Sure ... so, Amanda's already called twice, huh?" I said, trying to get the conversation going in a different direction. Kelsey nodded. "I promised not to tell you, though. So don't tell her I did, or I'm kicking your ass!" she threatened. "I'll protect your little secret, sis, don't worry," I said with a grin. "Do you think I should call her back now, or later?" "What?" she said, her face looking perplexed. "Well, I mean, I want to call her back and talk to her, but if I call too soon then it'll seem like I'm desperate, and if I call too late then she'll think I'm not really interested, right?" "Are you serious?" I looked at her funny. "Yes, of course I'm serious." "Boys!" she muttered under her breath. The way she said it, it was not a compliment. "Do you really think this way?" "Yes, we do." She sighed. "None of you make any sense! I think I'll just stick with girls," she said in mock despair. "Oh, so you no longer want to get in my pants then?" I asked lightly. "I didn't say that!" she grinned. "So I should call her back soon?" "Duh! Of course you should call her back soon, doofus! Why on earth would it ever be a good idea to let a girl wait for hours before you call her?!" I stared at my sister, desperately trying to come up with an answer. "Well, because you don't want to appear too eager—" "I swear, you are the most clueless dork I've ever met in my life!" she said, shaking her head. "But also the most handsome!" I grinned. She gave me a disbelieving stare, then burst out giggling. "Hey Kel?" I asked once she had calmed down a little. "What?" "I need her phone number." "And?" "Do you have it?" "No, I don't. She's just my best friend after all. I only save the numbers of people that really mean something to me, you know!" she smirked. I sighed as I recognized the signs; my sister had gone into full-on brat mode. This wasn't going to be easy. "Kelsey?" I asked sweetly. "Yes?" she said, trying to keep from giggling. "Can I please have Amanda's phone number?" "What will you give me for it?" "What do you mean, what will I give you for it?" "I have something you want. Therefore, I am in a position of strength at the bargaining table. You will have to give me something of equal or greater value to have me consent to give you the thing you want," Kelsey said cheekily, clearly enjoying herself. "We learned that in economics in like the seventh grade. Didn't you pay attention when Mr. Weeks explained it?" "Very funny. Are you going to give me that number?" I grumbled. She shook her head, her grin practically splitting her face. "Not without something in return." "And what exactly would that something be?" "I think you know," she said sultrily. I sighed in frustration. "How about I spank your bratty little butt if you don't give it to me?" She snorted. "Oh please! The only reason you had the courage to do that yesterday was because Amanda was here. You don't scare me ... Damon Leonard." I ground my teeth together as she used my full name, which was something she only did when she was really trying to get under my skin. I knew I wouldn't get her to give me Amanda's number until I gave her what she was asking for. A part of of me was actually thrilled at the thought. "Okay, what do you want?" I asked as I surrendered. I braced myself for whatever sexual act she'd ask of me. She grinned victoriously. "I get to drive your car to school for a week once you get it back." My jaw fell open. I had not expected that at all. "You've gotta be fucking kidding me." "Mind your tongue, young man!" she scolded in a clear imitation of Mom, her eyes sparkling with mirth. "You can't even drive!" I exclaimed loudly. "I can too!" "You can not! You'd fold my car around a tree on the first day!" "I would not! Anyways, that's my offer, take it or leave it." She sniffed with smug superiority as she stuck her tongue out at me. She knew I desperately wanted Amanda's phone number. It would have been much easier if she had just asked for sex, especially since I was still fucking horny from Katie's teasing earlier. I pretended to mull it over, even though I had absolutely no inclination whatsoever of letting her drive my car. Though she had gotten her license when she turned sixteen, Kelsey hadn't driven much since; yet she'd still managed to damage Mom's minivan twice in less than a year. She really wasn't much of a driver, and there was no way I was letting her touch my wheels. My eyes slowly drifted away from her expectantly grinning face and locked on her phone lying on her desk. "Don't you dare!" she warned as she saw me stare at her phone. I moved forward a step, then her hand shot out and grabbed it. I took another few steps, standing only inches away from her, and reached out slowly to take it from her hand. As I did so, I growled harshly, pretending to be a zombie. "Damon!" she giggled. "No!" "Grrr ... must ... have ... phone!" I said in what I thought was a pretty good guttural voice, shuffling forward towards her. She slapped my outstretched hand away, and suddenly I shot forward, grabbing her by her hips. She squealed with laughter and twisted furiously, breaking free before I had a chance to tighten my grip. She jumped to her right and tried to pass me by running across her bed, but I quickly cut her off, lunging for her. She dodged backwards and ran into the bathroom as I sprawled inelegantly on her mattress. Before I managed to untangle myself from her duvet, I could hear her loud giggles as she ran through my bedroom then thundered down the staircase. "Give me that number, you little imp!" I half yelled, half laughed as I started chasing her. Even though I was almost a foot taller than she was and had pretty decent running speed, my sister was much more nimble, constantly evading my lunges and turning corners that I couldn't. She shot underneath the dining room table, jumped across chairs and even once did a perfect slide across the hardwood floor on her skirt, grabbing a pillow from in front of the fireplace while in mid-slide and throwing it at me. If we'd been training at Fort Bragg, they would have immediately let her into Delta Force. I was laughing so hard by the time I finally cornered her in the living room that I was actually gasping for breath. Kelsey herself didn't seem too tired from our exercise, but her laughter was no less genuine. We both stood there howling with joy until we finally calmed down a little. "Give me that number!" I fake growled, so unconvincing that she burst into a fresh set of giggles. "Come and get it!" she challenged. "I am so going to spank you," I whispered ominously. "Yeah yeah, you're all talk, as usual," she giggled, rolling her eyes in that perfect way of hers. She made one final dash for freedom, feinting to my left then trying to sneak underneath my legs. However, I had anticipated her move and grabbed her hips just as she slipped beneath me, causing her to squeal loudly. I grinned as I turned around and sat down on her thighs, pinning her to the floor. I was facing towards her butt and saw that her skirt had ridden almost to the top of her hips. I gazed at her tight ass which alluringly stretched her little pink panties; panties which—I noticed—were definitely too small for her luscious bubble butt. I swallowed loudly, then brought my hand up, hovering threateningly over her ample ass. She threw me a challenging look. "I dare you!" she smirked. My hand flew down almost of its own accord and whacked her little ass, much harder than I'd actually intended. The loud slap startled me as much as it did her. "Ow! Damon!" she gasped, her eyes turning smoky. My heart thudded loudly in my chest, and it seemed there was a roar in my ears as I focused on those tiny, pink panties and that perfectly curved ass they half-heartedly covered. My hand flew down again, whacking her butt in exactly the same place. "Mmmm, yeah!" she exclaimed as she tried to wriggle free with a rather noticeable lack of effort. "Are you going to give me that phone number now?" I said firmly. "No." "I'm going to spank you until you can't sit anymore, Kelsey." "Oh no, please don't hurt me! I'm just a poor little girl!" Kelsey proclaimed innocently, her finger on her bottom lip as she tried to look sweet and cute. Her grinning face kind of ruined the whole effect though. "Poor little girl, my ass," I grumbled, once again slapping her ass, though more softly. Her firm butt jiggled sensually under my open hand, and I felt my mouth go dry at the sight of it. "Oh shit," Kelsey moaned, putting her cheek down on the floor as I felt her body relax. She looked at me with pleading eyes that seemed to urge me to continue. "Will you give me her phone number?" I asked hoarsely. "No," she said in a barely audible whisper, grabbing her bottom lip between her teeth, her face slowly getting flushed. I slapped my sister's butt again and saw a brief smile flicker across her face as she grunted. I began to wonder how long she was going to make me keep this up. Apparently noticing my hesitation, Kelsey turned her face a little more towards me. "I am not giving you that number," she said sultrily, wiggling her butt at the same time. I grit my teeth and slapped my hand down on her ass five times in a row, slowly turning it bright red underneath her skimpy panties. Little squeals erupted from Kelsey's mouth after every one, and she loudly moaned, "Oh God, yes!" as the last one reverberated around the room. Her sexy underwear was starting to get damp, and I could definitely smell her delicious pussy. My cock was fully hard in my pants again and desperate to get at her; I briefly had a vision of tearing her panties off and savagely fucking her brains out on the hardwood floor. A small part of my mind objected on the basis that she was my sister, but the rest of my mind told it to shut up, a sentiment loudly echoed by my cock. I felt my mouth water as I gazed at Kelsey's amazing ass. "Aren't you going to continue?" Kelsey asked huskily. I blinked out of my daydream of fucking her and looked at her with a smile. "Kel, I don't want to hurt you. Your butt's already as red as a lobster." "Just do it. Please?" "Are you sure? I don't know if—" "Please. Don't leave me like this again," she pleaded softly. I noticed how heavy her breathing was, and the smell of her pussy was getting very intoxicating. My hand whacked down on her butt again, a loud slap that made my palm tingle. "Yes!" Kelsey squeaked as she seemed to try to grind her pussy against the floor, then she turned her head to face me. "Can I get up, please? My legs are starting to fall asleep," she asked sweetly. I gently rubbing her thighs for a few moments, then I got up and helped her to her feet. "How do you want ... where do you want to go?" She nodded towards the couch. "Right there." "Do you want to be over my knees?" I asked breathlessly. "That'll work, but..." "But what?" "There's another position that I really like better. Can we do that?" "Eh, sure. What do you want me to do?" "Just sit down." She smiled. I plopped down on the couch, my cock standing straight up in my jeans. Kelsey gazed at it for a few seconds with a proud grin, then she straddled me. I expected her to grind against my shaft, but instead she scooted a little higher until her pussy was at the height of my chest. She lewdly stuck her ass out and gazed deeply in my eyes. "Now spank me. Slap the little brat right out of me," she pleaded hotly. I licked my lips as I raised her skirt with my left hand, exposing her sexy ass, then whacked her butt with my right hand several times in a row. "Mmmm fuck!" Kelsey gasped as I spanked her, her body shuddering while she started grinding her pussy against my chest. "Jesus, Kel, you really love this, don't you?" I whispered, stunned. "Yes! I get so horny when I'm being spanked," she moaned. My hand smacked her ass again. "Why is that?" "Because it feels like it's my punishment for being such a dirty little girl!" I spanked her other butt cheek, my hand starting to sting from the consistent slaps I was dishing out. I couldn't even imagine how her poor ass must have felt. "Are you a dirty girl, sis?" I grinned. Kelsey bit her lip and pulled her skirt fully up to her hips. Her pink panties were absolutely soaked with her wetness, and I breathed in deeply as I smelled her wonderful juices. She started grinding herself against my chest, sexily humping her little slit up and down. "Oh Damon," she moaned. "You have no idea how dirty I am!" I chuckled. "Seeing as how you're grinding yourself off against me, Kel, I think I have a fairly good idea." She leaned in close and nibbled on my earlobe. "I can get much dirtier than this. Do you want me to show you?" I shivered with pleasure as her breath tickled my skin. "Yes, show me," I breathed. Kelsey grinned and stood up on the couch, her pussy mere inches away from my face. I had to restrain myself from eating her out right there and then. She put her thumbs underneath the band of her panties and slowly, teasingly, started to slide them down her hips. I gasped as her little slit came into view. She had neatly shaved it except for a very small strip at the top, and it looked absolutely fantastic. Her lips were slightly puffy, probably from her excitement, and I could see her pink flesh right between them, glistening moistly. "God, you are so fucking hot!" I moaned. "Mmmm, thank you," she said in response with a beautiful smile. She fumbled a bit to get her panties completely off, then she slowly lowered herself again. Before her pussy touched me, she unbuttoned my shirt, eagerly pulling it open, then with a sigh she pushed her moist gash against my naked chest. She was so hot and wet it almost felt like I was getting scalded. I put both my hands on her naked ass and squeezed and rubbed it while she rode against me. "Do you feel how wet my pussy is?" Kelsey sighed. "Fuck yeah," I growled. "Spank me, please. Spank me like the little slut I am and make me cum!" she pleaded. "Can you cum from just being spanked?" "Oh God, yes. Spank me!" I felt all rationality vanish from my mind, and my entire being seemed to focus on that juicy cunt that was grinding against me, right under my nose. I raised my right hand and starting belting her ass, once, twice, three times in succession. Kelsey's grinding got more frantic with every slap, and she squealed on top of me as I kept thwacking her butt over and over. "Oh Damon, just a few more. Spank my naughty ass! Just ... a ... few ... MORE!" she begged, her hands tangling themselves in my hair. I raised my hand one final time and slapped it down hard, right onto her little pussy. "Fuck yes!" Kelsey shrieked at the top of her lungs as her body started shaking. Her legs squeezed against my side and time seemed to slow down as I watched a huge stream of her cum erupt out of her juicy slit, splashing all over my chest, with small drops spraying on my face. She practically ripped the hair out of my scalp while she convulsed against me, her magnificent cunt pushing out another gush of crystal clear juice, spraying it all over me. "Yes!" I hissed, putting both my hands under her ass and easily lifting her. I deeply breathed in her wonderful scent, then locked my mouth on her squirting slit, moaning as I started drinking her sweet nectar while shoving my tongue deep inside her gash. "Eat me!" Kelsey wailed as she practically exploded all over my face, her juice absolutely soaking me. I had thought Amanda's orgasm had been unbelievable, but Kelsey made Amanda's look like a few sprinkles from a slightly moist sponge compared to her own fire hydrant of juices. I shivered in delight at the taste of her cum as I eagerly licked her cunt, feeling her juices drip down my chin and my chest. She was just showering me in it! Kelsey's body clenched as she rode her cunt against my tongue, her legs shivering under the strain she was putting on them. She squeezed out one last wave of her juice before she completely collapsed against me, her legs giving out. I wrapped my arms around her to keep her from falling down and slowly lowered her shivering body until we were face to face. Her eyes were closed, but she found my mouth without problem and we kissed deeply. I sighed in absolute contentment as I felt Kelsey's lips nibble on mine. Her tongue was softly rubbing all across my mouth, lapping at her own cum. I couldn't believe I'd just drank my sister's cunt juice, but didn't dwell on it. It had felt and tasted incredible, and I couldn't wait until I got to do it again! "God, Damon, that was amazing," Kelsey purred after a few moments of cuddling. "I'll say. I can't believe how much you cum," I said in astonishment. "Mmmm, did you like it?" "Yes! You taste so fucking good," I groaned. Kelsey got a happy grin on her face. "Do you know why I like being spanked that particular way, with me grinding on your chest?" I shook my head. "Because when a girl does it to me that way, I squirt all over her naked tits," Kelsey breathed in my ear. I could practically hear the grin on her face. "Oh, you little slut!" I shuddered at the thought of my sister coating Amanda's fantastic breasts with her pussy juice. The vision nearly melted my brain. Kelsey's hand grabbed my cock and firmly tugged it through my jeans. "Now what can I do for you?" she asked. "You can give me Amanda's phone number," I said dryly. "Oh silly, I was going to give you that anyways. But now that you made me cum so hard, you deserve a bonus." Her eyes trailed down, stopping when they saw my shaft. "A really big bonus," she breathed. "We shouldn't be doing this..." "Shush, don't talk," Kel said, kissing me again. I could feel her hands pull open my fly and take my cock out, sensually jerking it. "Kel, no," I said, putting my hand on her wrist. "Damon, I know you're horny. Let me help you cum," she said softly. "We can't." "Why not?" she complained. "Because I'm your sister?" "No, it's not that," I said. Her eyes grew larger, and she gave me a huge smile. "Well, if you no longer mind that I'm your sister, why do you still want me to stop?" "I'm just worried about playing around on Amanda," I said softly. She sighed a little, and her beautiful face got a pensive look."Damon, you know Amanda and I are fucking each other, and that's not going to stop because you two are dating. I don't want it to and neither does she. So believe me when I say that she won't mind if you and I fool around, either." I sighed. "I don't know, sis. I don't want to cheat on her." "Okay, then I'll prove it to you," Kelsey said as she got up. She looked around for a bit until she saw her phone lying on the floor. She went to pick it up, then plopped down beside me again. "What are you doing?" I asked. "I'm calling Amanda," she said matter-of-factly. I fervently shook my head, but she ignored me. The phone rang only once before it was answered. "Hey baby ... Oh, I'm very good, believe me ... Well, Damon finally came home and he wanted your number, so I decided to see just how badly he wanted it ... Oh yeah, he wanted it badly alright!" Kelsey smirked. I tried to grab the phone but she fended me off, curling in on herself and protecting her phone as she kept talking. "Well, he can't call you, because I haven't given him your number yet ... Oh relax, I'll give it to him in a little bit. I just wanted him to give me something in return ... No, actually, he chased me around the house, trying to steal my phone ... Yeah, giggle it up, he didn't spank your butt for it ... Yeah, he did!" Kelsey grinned. I felt myself get mortified as Kelsey apparently was going to tell Amanda everything, but despite my every effort, I couldn't get her to stop blabbing. "Oh God, I'm totally soaked! You wouldn't believe how hard he hits! I know I joked last night that you spank harder than he does, but I take that back. I won't be able to sit straight for a week at least ... Oh, come on, you know I love it when you spank me too!" I swallowed softly as I kept listening, my cock growing even harder as Kelsey teasingly bantered with her wonderful, blonde girlfriend. "Well, he was going to stop again, like last time ... yeah, I know you'd have liked that! You like it when I'm out of my mind horny ... well, even more out of my mind horny, then!" Kelsey giggled. "No, I kept begging him, and this time he finished what he started ... Uh-huh ... Oh fuck, I came so hard. I squirted all over him ... No, I was up against his chest, you know, the way I really like it." Kelsey paused for a few moments, listening to her friend speak, then she looked at me with a sexy grin. "Yeah, his body really turns me on too!" I couldn't help but return my sister's grin as she admitted right to my face that she had the hots for me. I flexed a little in front of her, causing her to giggle loudly. "No, he's just being a goofball ... Yes, I did ... he seemed a bit surprised when I squirted all over him ... Oh, I think he liked it, he was moaning like crazy when he ate my pussy ... he was a bit hung up on the brother-sister thing, but I think I can change his mind ... Well, in fact, that's why I'm calling. See, I have this hard cock here in front of me that I know is desperate to cum, but he won't let me play with it!" Kelsey whined. She listened to her friend for a few moments, then got a proud grin on her face. "Yes, I am. I'm your dirty little slut ... Well, I have some ideas, but he says he's worried about cheating on you ... Yeah I told him that, but ... I told him that too ... Okay, hold on." She handed the phone to me. "She wants to talk to you," Kelsey said with a big smile. My mind seemed to be floating as I answered the phone. "Hello?" "Hi Damon," Amanda said, her voice absolutely laced with sexual energy. "I hear you got a little naughty with your sister, and she came all over you." "Yeah, I ... I'm sorry Amanda." "No," she said firmly. "Listen to me. I do not want you to be sorry for that, at all. I want you to play with her!" "You do?" "Yes." I gulped loudly. "Why?" "Let me explain something first. Can I tell you a secret?" "Eh, sure." "Kelsey has had the hots for you for a long time, for several years if not more." "What?" "Uh-huh. She told me she fantasized about you when she played with herself. I've watched her cum while she squealed your name." "Oh my God," I moaned. "Do you think she's hot, Damon?" Amanda asked, her breathing heavy. "Yes," I admitted. "She's gorgeous." I glanced over at my sister, who gave me a happy smile. "Then let her make you cum." "Amanda, I'm crazy about you ... I don't want to jeopardize that." "Look, I like you a lot. I mean, really a lot. I want to date you and fool around with you and see where we go from there. I want to get to know you better and spend a lot more time with you. But you know what would really turn me on?" "What?" "You and Kelsey messing around with each other." "Are you serious?" I asked, stunned. "Oh yes. It makes me so hot just thinking about it. You know Kelsey and I fuck each other, and we're not going to stop. You and I are going to have lots of sex too. So if you and Kelsey also have sex, then all of us are having sex with each other. We could just have threesomes whenever we wanted!" I shivered at her words, the thought of the two stunning hot girls fucking my brains out driving me insane. I bit my tongue to make sure I wasn't dreaming. I heard Amanda sigh on the other side of the line, her voice quivering with lust. "Amanda?" "Yeah?" she grunted. "What are you doing?" I asked. Kelsey grinned at me, whispering, "She's probably fingerfucking herself, the little nympho." "I'm masturbating; this makes me so fucking horny! Let Kelsey take care of you while I'm on the phone with you, please?" Amanda said, her voice sultry. "Oh my God, I'm going to have a heart attack!" I moaned. "Damon, let her make you cum!" Amanda panted, her voice wavering with pants and moans as I imagined her plunging her fingers inside her hot pussy. My mind was reeling. Kelsey wanted to get me off. Katie had told me to just go ahead and do it, and now Amanda said she also wanted me to fool around with my sister. I had to admit to myself that I wanted it too, so I stopped pretending I didn't. Besides, my cock felt like it was going to explode into a million tiny fragments if I didn't get it some relief soon, and I really wanted to hear Amanda cum on the phone. "Okay," I conceded. "Mmmm, you're a good boy," Amanda said sultrily. "Put your little slutty sister on the phone, and I'll have her make it very special." I handed the phone over to my wildly grinning sister as her hand slowly began to stroke my cock again. I lay my head back on the couch and closed my eyes, just enjoying the feeling. "Hey, did you convince him?" my sister asked. "Awesome, I knew you would ... okay ... what? Are you serious?" I looked over at Kelsey and saw her eyes open wide in surprise, though she was also smiling naughtily. "Amanda!" she giggled as she started blushing furiously. I was desperate to find out what Amanda was telling her to do. Suddenly Kelsey's voice changed, becoming more submissive. "Yes ... yes Amanda ... I will, I promise ... oh God, that makes me wet ... okay." She handed the phone back to me. "What did you tell her to do?" I asked eagerly. "You'll find out," Amanda said slyly. "Am I going to enjoy it?" "Oh yes, you are," she breathed. Kelsey's hand started stroking me more firmly, my cock throbbing in her grasp. I leaned back against the couch again, making myself comfortable. "Hey, what did you do to cause her to change her attitude so suddenly? Your little Jedi mind trick again?" I asked, grinning at my sister. She blushed a little but kept her attention focused on stroking my shaft. "Not really," Amanda giggled. "Your sister is a good girl. When I get strict with her, she obeys." "How do you get her to do that, though?" "Kelsey is very submissive. She really likes it when someone takes control over her, at least sexually." I grinned wickedly at my little sister. She threw me a quick glance and blushed harder, like she was guessing what Amanda was telling me. "Does that turn you on?" I asked excitedly. "Yeah, it does. To be honest, I kind of like being submissive myself. For example, with you, I just want you to do whatever you feel like to me." "I can't wait," I moaned. "Mmmm, you won't have to wait much longer, I promise. I really, really want your cock!" "God. Do you and Kelsey ever switch? Like, her ordering you?" I asked, having trouble breathing. My sister glanced at me and shook her head, giving me a little grin. "No, we don't. She cums so hard when someone uses her that I just let her enjoy that. Besides, I don't think she'd do well the other way around. She's way too much of a brat." "She definitely is a brat, yeah!" I laughed as I fondly looked at my sister. She chuckled and stuck her tongue out at me, though she kept softly stroking my cock. Her consistent tugging was rapidly driving me nuts, and precum was already leaking out of my slit. "I still love her though." "Oh good, I'm so glad!" Kelsey mouthed quietly. "She's being a brat again," I grinned. Amanda laughed. "She doesn't like it when we make fun of her. Tell her to get started." "Started on what?" "You'll see. Trust me, you'll love it." "Kel, Amanda wants you to get started," I said uncertainly. My sister nodded, her eyes blazing as she looked at me. She raised herself up on her knees then slowly started pulling her t-shirt off. "Oh fuck," I moaned as my sister's wonderfully flat tummy came into view, followed quickly by her bra as she tossed her t-shirt to the side. "What is she doing, Damon? Please tell me," Amanda moaned as I heard her pant. I figured she was playing with herself again. "She took her t-shirt off. Fuck, Kel, your tits are so awesome," I said breathlessly. Kelsey grinned at me, mouthing a quiet 'thank you.' She pushed both her marvelous globes out, then reached behind her to unclasp her bra. She licked her lips as she brought her hands—and the straps of her bra—back forward, agonizingly slow. "She's taking her bra off. That's so hot," I moaned into the phone as my sister's full tits came into view, her nipples hard as pine cones. She gently squeezed her full breasts, biting her lower lip as she teased me. I gulped as I stared at my sister's gorgeous, naked body. "Do you like her tits, Damon?" Amanda asked. "Yes," I sighed. "Do you like the rest of her sexy body?" "Fuck yes!" Kelsey slowly lowered her hand down to her pussy, softly rubbing it while her eyes were firmly locked on mine. She had a small blush on her face as she masturbated in front of me, but her lips were pulled into a happy grin. "I love playing with myself, Damon," she whispered. "Having you watch me just makes it so much hotter." I moaned. First Katie, then Kelsey; I didn't know how much more teasing I could take. My balls felt like they were land mines full of cum, just waiting for something to touch them so they could explode. "What is she doing? Please keep telling me. I'm losing my mind, I'm so horny!" Amanda whined. "She's ... she's fingering herself. Rubbing her hand over her pussy." "Mmmm, she does that so well. She really knows how to finger herself. Or other girls for that matter!" "Jesus," I muttered. "Do you like that? Watching your sister masturbate while having another girl on the phone who's also fingering herself?" Amanda gasped. "That's what I'm doing, you know. I've got two fingers in my pussy!" "You two are driving me nuts!" As if on cue, both girls giggled simultaneously. Kelsey just winked at me and continued to play with herself, slowly sliding a finger deep inside her tight slit. Meanwhile I heard Amanda grunt loudly on the phone. "Kel, what are you doing?" I asked in amazement with the phone still on my ear. Kelsey blushed a little, but didn't respond, rubbing her palm over her slit, then fondling her breasts. Her nipples looked impossibly inviting, and my mouth watered at the idea of sucking on them. "Is she rubbing her pussy juice on her tits?" Amanda asked, right as Kelsey did so again, her hand sensually caressing her breasts. "Yeah! They're starting to glisten. Fuck!" I muttered in awe. "I love it when she rubs her cunt juice on me, or when she squirts on me!" Amanda panted, her breathing getting quicker and her voice faltering a little more. "Did you like it when she came all over you?" "Uh-huh. I couldn't believe it." "Did you like her taste when you ate her out?" I grunted in acknowledgement, still tasting my sister's juices in my mouth. "She tastes delicious," I said softly. Kelsey smiled at me widely, drawing her finger through her moist slit, then sucking it into her mouth. I could see her tongue swirl around it, licking it totally clean before she let it pop out of her mouth with an audible plop. "Mmmm, you're right. I do taste yummy," she grinned. She moved her finger down to her pussy again, stuffing it deeply inside. She groaned loudly as she plunged her finger into her little cunt, stirring it around for a few seconds, then took it out and started sucking on it again. "She's sucking her own juices off her fingers," I groaned. "Oh, that little tease!" Amanda hissed, "I'm going to cum, Damon." "Yeah, let me hear you cum. Cum for me, please." "Fuck!" the horny goddess on the other end of the line screamed, then the phone made a small thudding sound, presumably from her having dropped it. A little off in the distance I could hear Amanda's voice squeal and mutter as her orgasm overtook her. In my mind I saw her perfect, naked body writhing on the bed, her fingers buried deep inside her as she came all over them. I remembered how hot her juice had felt when she'd coated my hand with it. After a few moments, Amanda's voice fell quiet, and all I could hear were the faint whispers of heavy breathing. My cock twitched and started leaking precum at the mental image I had of Amanda cumming. I wished I was there with her so I could have fucked her. Kelsey looked hungrily at the leaking tip of my cock, then put her finger in front of her lips, motioning for me to be quiet. I wasn't sure what she was getting at, but nodded anyways. She bent forward, her tongue swiping over the tip of my cock, lapping up the clear fluid, then she bent a little lower and sucked the head into her mouth. "Oh shit, Kel, suck it," I moaned into the phone. Kelsey immediately popped her head back up, rapidly shaking her head as she shushed me with her finger again. I quizzically looked at her, not really understanding. "Amanda said I can't suck your cock right now," Kelsey said very quietly. "So why are you then?" I whispered, tightly holding my phone against my chest just to be sure. "Because I really want to!" Kelsey moaned. "So you're just being a naughty little girl?" I said teasingly. My sister popped the dirtiest grin I'd ever seen from her. "I'm always a naughty little girl, but I don't want to disobey her. So please be quiet," she said almost inaudibly. I nodded. "I think she dropped the phone, to be honest." Kelsey looked at me, not understanding. "She was cumming. Pretty damn hard from the sound of it," I said with a smirk. "Oh, then she'll be out of it for a little bit. It always takes her a few minutes to recover when she cums that hard," Kelsey said, a little louder. She bent down again and smoothly took my cock about halfway into her mouth. "Fuck," I breathed as I felt my sister's tongue swirl around my cock, her lips clamping down along the shaft. I locked my fingers in her hair and slowly started rocking her head a little. The feel of her mouth sliding up and down on my cock was intense, and I had to clench my teeth to keep from blasting my cum in her mouth right then and there. I couldn't believe my own sister was sucking my cock! "Damon?" I heard Amanda's voice from the phone. I quickly put it back to my ear. "Hey, are you okay?" "Oh yeah, I'm great," she sighed happily. "I dropped the phone though, I'm sorry." "It's okay, I figured that's what happened." I said. "I could still hear you cum." "Did you like that?" "Yes, I did. Very, very much. Listening to you cum almost got me off too." "Mmmm, it's time for you to cum, anyways. I want to hear you explode, and I bet your dirty sister wants that too!" "Aren't you going to play with yourself anymore?" I asked, gritting my teeth as Kelsey bobbed her head up and down my pole. It felt unbelievably hot and moist as she eagerly sucked my shaft. "Probably not. I have to be careful because my mom's home. I'm already amazed she didn't hear me squealing a moment ago, and I probably shouldn't risk it again." "I'm pretty sure even your neighbors heard your squeals. You were really loud!" I said teasingly. Amanda giggled. "Probably. I came really fucking hard. What's Kel doing?" "She's uh, still playing with herself." Amanda paused for a second. "She's sucking your cock, isn't she?" "Uh, no! She's just ... playing with her hot little pussy," I stammered, trying my damnedest not to groan as Kelsey's mouth sank lower onto my cock, small strands of her saliva gently sliding down towards my balls. "Damon, I know Kelsey. I know that when I tell her not to do something, the first chance she gets, she's doing it," Amanda said dryly. "Does it feel good?" "Yes ... It's fucking amazing." "Good. I'll let her suck you for a few more moments, but please don't cum in her mouth," Amanda said softly. "I'm trying not to," I moaned as Kelsey started noisily slobbering up and down my shaft, apparently realizing she'd been found out and thus foregoing the need to be quiet. "She sounds like she's having fun," Amanda said in amusement. "I know I am," I said softly, my breathing getting heavy. Kelsey's mouth was expertly getting me off, her tongue touching all the right spots. "Oh fuck..." "Okay, enough of that now!" Amanda giggled. "That little slut will suck you dry if I let her." "Why can't she?" "Because I want to feel you cum straight in my mouth and drink it before she gets to," Amanda moaned sultrily. "Oh shit!"I shuddered as I felt my orgasm getting closer. Kelsey's mouth was like a vacuum around my shaft, relentlessly sucking me off. "Kel, stop, stop!" Obediently my sister popped her mouth off my shaft, leaving it throbbing and covered in her saliva. "Why?" she moaned dejectedly. "Because Amanda wants to be the first to drink my cum," I moaned, swallowing deeply. I was so horny that my cock hurt. "Aww, Amanda!" Kelsey pouted. I heard my sister's lover laugh on the phone. "Damon, put me on speaker, please?" I fumbled with the buttons for a second, then found the right one. "Okay." "Kelsey, stop being such a brat and do what I told you to do!" Amanda said, barely able to keep the giggles out of her voice. "But I really want to swallow his cum!" Kelsey pleaded. "Soon, baby girl. Once I've had it, you can have it too. Now it's time for you to be my good little slut and tit fuck your brother." "No ... Oh God," I moaned in disbelief. "Yes, Amanda," Kelsey said softly, her obedience kicking back in. She raised herself up on her knees and gently wrapped her wonderfully firm tits around my rampantly hard cock. The pussy juice she had rubbed on her breasts earlier, combined with the saliva from her wonderful blowjob, made for a very slick tunnel, and she grinned sluttily as she started to hump her chest up and down. "Oh fuck ... I can't ... Oh..." I moaned, my cock screaming for release. It felt so incredible. Her naked skin was hot against my shaft, and her tits were soft, perfectly curving around my cock's full length. Kelsey's smile was radiant as she watched my reactions to her delicious teasing. "Does that feel good?" Amanda moaned. "Yes!" I howled as I felt my orgasm approaching rapidly. The mere thought of what my sister was doing to me would have driven me over the edge; seeing her tits actually wrapped around my cock blew my mind. "Faster, Kelsey!" Amanda hissed. "Fuck him with those hot tits of yours! Make him cum all over you!" Kelsey complied without hesitation, bouncing her tits up and down faster. "Cum for me, Damon! Give me your jizz. Spray it all over me. On my tits, my face, I want it everywhere!" she hissed. With a loud scream I grabbed my sister's head and pulled her face down right over my cock as I exploded. Teased beyond all measure, my cock practically jumped when it was finally allowed to blow, an massive load of cum rushing through my shaft and blasting out wetly, splashing all over my sister's face. "Oh fuck yes, cover me in it!" Kelsey squealed, still bouncing her incredible tits up and down around my cock. My whole body shook as my cock bucked, a long rope of cum erupting onto my sister's tits. She was giggling and moaning as my hot, sticky jizz covered her. "Cum on her!" Amanda hissed over the phone. "Drown that little slut in your cum!" I arched my back, firing another blast of cream onto my sister's face. Her mouth was open, trying to catch as much of it as she could on her tongue, and the string of goo draped itself across her lips and her nose. Wet splashing noises filled the room as multiple spurts of my cum shot out of my shaft, exploding against my sister's face, her chest, and seemingly everywhere else before I finally dribbled off into blissful oblivion. "Oh wow!" Kelsey said in wonder, then she started giggling loudly. "What? What happened?" Amanda's voice rang through the phone. "He completely soaked me in it!" Kelsey moaned in reply. "It's on my face, my tits, in my hair ... everywhere!" I slowly opened my eyes and stared in amazement at my sister. She had not been exaggerating. Globs of my cum were splattered all over her face, sticking to her nose, her cheeks, and they were lewdly smeared into her eyebrows. Like she'd said, it was everywhere. A thick trail of my sperm oozed down her cheekbone towards the corner of her mouth, and she lashed out with her tongue, trying to grab it. Kelsey's tits looked marvelous, coated in a shiny sheen of my jizz, several large white strings of thick goo haphazardly strewn about her chest. One squirt had sprayed clear into her lustrous hair. "You're so lucky! I wish I was there right now!" Amanda sighed. "Damon, take a picture for me, please?" Bone weary, I lined Kelsey up with the camera phone. She scooped a large glob of cum from her tits and smeared it on her tongue. Taking a grinning pose, with her tongue showing the cum on it, she modeled for the picture as I turned the camera on. I snapped the shot, then one more, and sent both of them to Amanda. "If those pictures ever wind up with anyone except you two, I swear I will kill you both!" Kelsey warned. "Mmmm, would you fuck us to death?" Amanda teased. "If I said yes to that, you'd send them to everyone at school!" Kelsey giggled. "So would I. I'd print them in the local newspaper," I said, smiling at my sister. "Damn, Kel, I've never cum that hard, ever." My gorgeous sister gave me a proud smile, made all the more sexy by the fact that my cum was splattered all over her upper body. She put her hands on my knees to leverage herself, getting up off her knees. She climbed into my lap, grabbed my face with both her hands and locked her lips onto mine. I moaned as I felt her cum-coated tits rub against my chest, and where her face touched mine the cold, sticky feel of my sperm itched slightly. I hungrily answered my sister's kiss, no longer caring about whether it was right or not. We had passed concerns over that point when my cock had been in her mouth, and now that I had sprayed all over her, it was long in the past. "Oh wow!" Amanda exclaimed over the phone. "Kel, you look like at least half a dozen guys just blew their loads on you!" Kelsey moaned her agreement as she slowly slid her tongue inside my mouth, eagerly exploring inside. "Mmmm fuck, that's so hot," Amanda moaned. Kelsey and I kept aggressively devouring each other's mouths until finally the lack of a response from us got to Amanda. "What are you guys doing? I can hear you moan!" "Kelsey is checking to make sure I don't have any cavities," I said as we let up for a second to catch some air. "With her tongue I assume? She's really good at that." I groaned my agreement as Kelsey locked lips with me again. I let my hands slide down her sexy body, gently cupping her ass. It felt wonderfully firm as I squeezed it, then I trailed down further towards her little pussy. My fingers eagerly explored her juicy slit, and she bit on my tongue as I slipped a finger inside her. Our moans became louder as we continued fooling around, my finger eagerly thrusting into Kelsey's cunt while she was practically raping my mouth with her tongue. "Yeah, finger my cunt!" Kelsey squealed, driving her body up and down on my exploring digit. "Fuck, you two are making me so wet!" Amanda wailed over the phone. "Do you want to come over, Amanda?" I asked, panting for breath while Kelsey's tongue licked across my ear, sending shudders of pleasure through my body. "I can't, I promised my mom I'd help her clean the house! I'm so jealous, I should make you guys stop!" she said plaintively. "I will if you want me to, Amanda," I said softly, my sister's cunt clenching down on my finger while her naked body rubbed against mine. "No, please don't stop!" Kelsey begged, grinding her cunt on my hand harder, trying to get herself off. "I should order you to stop for disobeying me, you bad slut!" Amanda said crossly, though her little giggle at the end showed she wasn't being serious. "Amanda, no, I'm sorry! I just had to suck his cock, it looked so hard, and so yummy!" my sister moaned desperately. "Please let me cum, I'm so fucking close!" She put her mouth over my ear, her breath hot against me. "Put another finger in me, please!" Without hesitation, I obeyed her request, feeling her cunt eagerly devour my second finger as she bounced up and down against me. She let out a long cry of pleasure as my thumb rubbed against her clit. "Fuck!" Amanda grunted over the phone, her voice shaky. "Amanda, let me cum, please!" Kelsey implored. "Let her cum, Damon!" Amanda hissed, her breathing sounding labored over the phone. Apparently she had changed her mind about not playing with herself anymore. I pushed Kelsey back a little so that I could lower my head and suck one of her hard nipples into my mouth. My sister sighed with pleasure as her body began to spasm. "I'm gonna cum!" Kelsey shrieked. Right as I felt her cunt begin to clench, I slapped down on her ass hard with my free hand, causing a jolt of electrically charged pleasure to ripple through her body. Sprays of her juice shot out of her cunt as she clenched and shuddered, her hand tangling in my hair and again nearly yanking it out of my scalp as she came. "Yes, yes, oh God yes!" she howled in pleasure as I teased her body into a massive climax. Kelsey's mouth hung open, her eyes clenched shut as she rode herself off. Her pussy was pumping out so much juice it was soaking my hand and wrist, and I felt her cum run down my stomach, matting my pubic hair. Vaguely I became aware of peculiar sopping noises over the phone, but they were unable to draw my attention away from my sister's overpowering orgasm as Kelsey kept gushing her juice onto me. I grinned wildly at the feel of her hot cum spraying against me. It was fucking wonderful! Kelsey's come ended quite suddenly, her body going completely limp in a matter of seconds. She fell against me, utterly drained and gasping for breath. I gently rubbed her back and her neck as she came down off her high, her legs shivering from the tension that had shot through her. We heard Amanda's eager little moans as she came, though they sounded terribly muted over the speaker phone. "I wonder if she dropped her phone again?" I grinned. Kelsey smiled at me but was still unable to speak, so I just held her against me, thanking my lucky stars to have such an amazingly hot girl as my sister. I couldn't believe what we'd just done! "I wish I was over there right now," Kelsey said softly after a few moments. "Where? With Amanda?" I asked. "Yes. I really want to lick her pussy. She tastes so good when she cums." I sighed, feeling my cock twitch at the image. "Oh my God!" Amanda's voice came over the phone. She almost sounded as if she was purring. "Are you okay?" Kelsey asked. "I'm more than okay. I came so unbelievably hard! My legs are still shaking!" "Did you drop the phone again? We heard some strange sounds, and it seemed like you were kind of far away." Amanda giggled for a second. "That's because I was rubbing it against my pussy," she admitted, sounding a little embarrassed. Kelsey and I both laughed delightedly, with Amanda joining in after a second. "You two are amazing," Amanda said after a little while. "So are you," Kelsey and I said simultaneously, causing Amanda to giggle again. "Oh, hang on, guys," Amanda said, and we listened silently as she talked to someone in the background. "Was that your mom?" Kel asked once Amanda got back on the phone. "Yes. She's getting tired of waiting for me to do the dishes." "She didn't walk in on you, did she?" "Shit, no. That wouldn't have been good." "Are you naked?" "Except for my tee, yeah. Would have been a little awkward to explain." "I hope she didn't hear you squeal." "Me too!" Amanda giggled, then her voice became serious. "You need to promise me not to fool around again until I can be there." "Awww, Amanda!" Kelsey complained. "No pouting, Kelsey. You owe me," Amanda said. I frowned at that, wondering what she meant. "Yes Amanda," my sister said obediently. "Do you promise?" "Yes." "Besides, knowing you, you'd fuck him half cripple. This is for his own good!" Amanda said good-humoredly, causing us all to giggle loudly. "So when are we getting together then?" Kelsey asked eagerly. "It might have to wait awhile," I sighed. "Seeing as how I'm grounded." "I'm so sorry, Damon," Amanda said softly. "It's okay. I got a chance to be a hero for a smoking hot girl, and she just repaid me with the biggest orgasm of my life!" Both girls laughed loudly, and Kelsey leaned in to give me a lingering kiss. "You know, we could just mess around at school," Amanda said after a few moments. "Are you serious?" I asked. "Yeah. You know that new annex they're building, off of building four?" "The one opposite the gym?" Kelsey asked. "Uh-huh. It's still empty, but Stacey told me the bathrooms are pretty much finished." "So what are you saying?" I asked as I started to smile. "Why don't we meet in one of those bathrooms and have some fun?" "What if those construction guys walk in on us?" Kelsey said, a little worried. "Well, I'll just have them gangbang you while I fuck your brother," Amanda giggled. "Amanda!" Kelsey exclaimed, blushing brightly. "Ooh, she likes that idea," I teased, earning me a punch from my sister. "Yeah, I bet she does. Anyways, the girls' bathrooms are finished too, and I doubt the construction guys would use those. We'll be fine in there," Amanda said reassuringly. "What do you think?" Kelsey asked me. "I think it sounds better than waiting two weeks before I'm able to go out with you two again." "Okay." Kelsey nodded. "Great. I'll see you guys tomorrow then!" Amanda said happily. "Yes!" Kelsey and I both said in unison. "Keep those balls full of cum for me," Amanda purred. "I will!" I grinned. "Okay, I really have to go now, before my mom paddles my butt. Love ya, Kel. See ya, Damon!" "I love you too!" my sister said as the phone clicked. "That was fucking awesome," I said, still a little stunned at what had just happened. "Yes it was. Though I guess we'll have to wait to take care of this," Kelsey said disappointedly as she gently rubbed her hand over my hard cock. "I think I can wait until tomorrow," I grinned. "I don't know if I can, though!" Kelsey pouted. ------- Chapter 7 I was wide awake more than an hour before my alarm was set to go off, and I was utterly unable to get back to sleep. Over and over again I'd thought about the real possibility that my sister had been drugged at the college party, yet I had failed to find any evidence. I'd called Katie again, and she'd told me that Jennifer didn't really remember much of the sex, but she'd admittedly been pretty drunk by that point. With that lead a dead end I'd convinced Kelsey to finally call Stacey and ask her if she remembered anything weird, but Stacey said she hadn't really noticed anything beyond just being really, really horny. Kelsey had grinned and said that she already knew that, causing both girls to giggle naughtily. Kelsey had given me a wicked look, which had caused me to immediately pop another hard-on. With all my possible leads having dried up, I realized I had very little to go on. I knew that I could always ask Dad to investigate, of course, but if I did, I would have to admit that his sweet baby-girl had been getting her brains fucked out by several college girls and that she'd absolutely loved it. Dad's anger and disappointment towards Kelsey would probably wreck their relationship forever, and I was in no way willing to risk that. I sighed deeply as I began to face the fact that I would likely never get to the bottom of this mystery. I tossed and turned for awhile, and slowly my worries over what had happened at the party were being replaced by images of the more fun times I'd had over the previous few days. I could feel my grin practically splitting my face. First I'd messed around with Amanda—incidentally only the most beautiful girl in school—at the club, then at the party. After that, I'd gotten my brains utterly fucked out by a hot, nymphomaniac college girl. Then, to top it off, I'd had an unbelievable afternoon of sex with my sister, while having phone sex with Amanda at the same time! If someone had told me a week before that that would be the extent of the sexual highlights in my entire life, I would have laughed at them and called them crazy; yet it had happened in the space of just two days! Several times I'd wondered if I'd been dreaming, but fortunately everything was completely real. Best of all, more was yet to come. I hoped a lot more. Both Kelsey and Amanda seemed very eager to have more sex, and after having finally decided to stop worrying about the fact that Kelsey was my own sister, I was willing and eager to indulge them. My heart thudded wildly at the thought of meeting up with Amanda again at school. The plan was for her, Kelsey and I to go to an unfinished bathroom in the new annex building and have some of that wild sex we were all looking forward to so much. Visions of their perfect mouths sucking on my cock floated through my brain. I groaned as I imagined Kelsey sliding her ruby red lips down my shaft until she had my entire length in her mouth, while Amanda sucked on my balls. I figured I wouldn't be able to last much more than just a few seconds if that actually happened. My cock grew painfully hard again. It was sending loud signals to my brain that it required—no, demanded—attention. I tried to ignore it, but as every guy in the world probably knew, that was a truly futile action. I briefly debated jacking off, then quickly discarded the idea. I wanted to have an absolute monster load available for my sister and her gorgeously slutty girlfriend; jerking off into my T-shirt would just mean there'd be less for the girls later. I definitely wanted every single drop of my cum shot on, or even in, their incredible bodies. I put my arms behind my head, relaxing as I thought of all the amazingly wonderful things about the two of them. Their heart-stoppingly beautiful faces. Their impossibly perfect bodies. The incredibly sexy clothes they'd both worn to the club, courtesy of Stacey. The glimpses of Amanda's ass underneath her short skirt and discovering she wasn't wearing any panties. The sight of my sister's tits, straining in her bra, as she pulled her T-shirt off for me. The tightness of the muscles in her fantastically toned legs as she straddled me, squirting her cum all over my chest. "Fuck!" I groaned. My lust was rising with every thought of the two of them, and I yanked my blankets off with a loud sigh. There was no point in trying to go back to sleep, since I was way too horny, so instead I just got up and paced around my room for a bit. For the first time in my entire life I actually wished I was at school. The memory of Amanda's face covered in my cum floated lazily through my brain, and I was practically dying to cover her again. An idea tickled in the back of my mind. Though I didn't have both girls available to me, I did have one ... a very eager and willing one. Amanda's voice floated through my mind, telling me that my sister was very submissive, and that Kelsey absolutely loved having people take charge of her and use her sexually. Though I didn't quite know what that really meant, the mere thought of some of the possibilities made me shiver with desire. My little sister, her fabulous body completely naked, eagerly submitting herself to the whims of a whole group of people who used her for their own sexual gratification, cumming on her over and over again, as well as making her cum—and squirt—like crazy herself. It was an idea that drove me completely nuts, and since I'd gotten over my hesitation of fooling around with my own sister, I fully planned on being one of the people that got to experience that utter joy. I gulped loudly as I looked at the door that led to Kelsey's bathroom, trying to decide whether I should go over to her or not. I knew she'd still be firmly asleep, but perhaps she wouldn't mind being woken up a little early. Just before we'd gone to bed last night, she had given me a deep, soul-stirring kiss, whispering to me that she'd loved what we'd done, and that any time I wanted to do it again I just had to ask her. Doing it again seemed like the most perfect idea in the world to me at that point. As I took a step towards the bathroom door, an idea suddenly popped into my mind; something I could do to her while she was asleep. My lips curled into an eager grin as I grabbed the door handle. I quietly opened the bathroom door and slipped inside, tip-toeing my way to my sister's bedroom. Her bathroom door was wide open, as usual, and I carefully peeked around the corner into her bedroom. The darkness made it hard to see, but my sister seemed soundly asleep. Her breathing was slow and steady as her blanket rose and fell with a smooth serenity. I slowly crept over towards her queen-sized bed until I stood right beside it. A shaft of pale moonlight piercing through the window provided some light as I looked at Kelsey with love. She was lying on her right side, facing away from me, snuggled up underneath her duvet which enticingly clung to her sexy body. Her beautiful face looked very peaceful, and her hair was splayed neatly on her pillow. I felt my breathing get heavier as I wondered if she was naked underneath her blankets. Amanda had confided in me that she sometimes slept in the nude; I was hoping my sister did so too. Indecision and shyness tore through me for a few moments. It was one thing to imagine doing this while in the safety of my own bedroom, it was another thing entirely to do it while I was actually standing beside her. After a few seconds, my cock told the rest of my body to get the fuck on with it, and I quickly and quietly knelt down beside Kelsey's bed. I carefully took hold of the edge of her duvet, ever so slowly lifting it a little. I paused for a few seconds, to see if she was going to react to having her cover moved, but her breathing remained steady. I lifted the duvet up further, then pushed it towards the middle of her bed, slowly uncovering her. After having moved it a few inches, my sister's magnificent ass came into view, and I gasped softly at the sight of it. Kelsey wasn't sleeping in the nude, but this was probably even better. A pair of black, lacy panties was tightly clinging to her ass, barely covering even half of her incredible butt. I stared at it for a few moments, then shifted her duvet a bit further, slowly exposing her bare midriff. My heart was hammering in my chest at the thought of her sleeping at least topless, but soon a plain, pale blue T-shirt came into view. It was scrunched up right underneath her breasts, making them stand out wonderfully. I gawked at her perfect form for a few minutes, utterly stunned by her sheer, amazing beauty. I slowly reached out with my left hand and tentatively touched her ass. I fully expected her to jerk awake as I held my hand against her bubble butt, but her breathing remained steady and calm. Grinning to myself, I gently squeezed her ass, sighing with delight as I felt how firm it was. I thanked God for my sister being such an athletic girl and having such unbelievable curves. I wondered again how she'd been able to keep all the guys in our school away. I patiently traced my hand along her butt, never moving too fast as I didn't want to wake her up while I fondled her. Her panties were tight against her skin, and they felt wonderful. My fingers tracked along the crack of her ass, my mouth watering at the feel of that heavenly chasm. I imagined what it would look and feel like if I fucked her from behind. The thought alone was enough to make me shiver. My hand continued its journey, traveling across her other cheek and slowly making its way across her hip. I wanted to touch her pussy without waking her up. I grinned and slowly shook my head as I realized just how stupid this was. Why was I so determined not to wake her up? After what had happened between us earlier, Kelsey was probably more than happy to let me feel her up; in fact, I was pretty convinced that, if I asked her to, she'd let me do whatever the hell I wanted to her. Still, there was something perversely sexy about doing it sneakily like this; touching my smoking hot sister while she was completely unaware of it. I realized Kelsey and Amanda were definitely awakening a side in me that I hadn't really even known existed. Had the two of them not seduced me the way they had, I would have never had the courage to do this. I paused momentarily as that thought ran through me. I knew for sure that I wouldn't have had the courage, but would I have had the desire to? I swallowed as images of fooling around with my sister ran through me, and I had to admit that there was a small part inside me, buried deep down, that had always had the hots for her. How could I not have? She was beyond perfect. Only a goddess like Amanda could even remotely compare to her. Returning my attention to my hand, I hesitated slightly as I reached around her hips, feeling the sensual curve that led towards her mouthwatering pussy. I groaned softly as I thought back to how hot it had felt when she'd humped her pussy against my chest, and how delightfully tight it had been when it was clenching on my fingers as she came. God, her orgasms ... feeling her juice spraying against me was the most amazing thing that had ever happened to me. I wanted to make her cum again and again and again, over and over, having her absolutely drown me in her girl juice until she begged me to stop. My cock staggered in my boxer shorts, and a wave of pure, hungry lust tore through me as I imagined Kelsey, completely naked and exhausted, hanging against me after having been made to cum dozens of times. I wanted to finger her pussy so badly my hand was shaking heavily. Making sure not to bump her too forcefully, I inched my hand further until I finally felt Kelsey's pussy lips under my fingers. The fabric of her panties felt fantastic, but they weren't what I was interested in; I wanted what was underneath them. I felt an urgent desire to just rip her panties off and take her right there, but I shook my head with a small grin and did my best to ignore it. So slowly it seemed like I wasn't even moving them at all, my fingers crept underneath the waistband of my sister's panties. Her skin was warm under my fingertips, and as they kept crawling lower I wondered how on earth she didn't wake up; it must have tickled like crazy. After what seemed an eternity of carefully inching my way forward, I finally reached my goal as the tip of my middle finger touched her pussy. I inwardly groaned with delight when I probed her inviting cleft. Breathing heavily through my mouth, I began to slowly rub my fingers across Kelsey's slit, the feeling of her pussy lips sending pulses of pleasure into my brain. Even after what we'd already done together, I still couldn't believe that I was playing with my own sister's pussy! I started with short, very gentle motions and patiently began to increase the length of my strokes until I was rubbing across the full length of her cunt. I bit my lower lip to keep from letting out a delighted moan when I felt it get warm and a little moist. Kelsey moaned softly as I continued my actions, but she didn't wake up. I eagerly rubbed my fingers across her hot little gash, pushing down a bit harder. I had my whole hand inside her panties and was getting more bold by the second, continuously increasing my pace as I diddled her. I reached out with my thumb and flicked it across her clit; her body trembled slightly in reply. I figured she must have been having the wettest dream of her life as I rubbed my finger between her pussy lips, feeling them part to let it inside. As I slowly drove my finger into her fantastic cunt, she let out a deep, low moan. I froze instantly, but she still didn't wake up. Seeing as how she was so firmly asleep, I began to fantasize about making her squirt while she slept. It was the kind of thing that would make my cock explode in seconds just by thinking about it, much less actually doing it. My finger drove deeper inside her until it was buried about halfway inside. The heat of her pussy was amazing, and I could feel her wetness gently coat my finger; my teasing definitely was having an effect on her. Holding my breath, I reached for her tits with my right hand, wanting to play with her perfect breasts as well as her pussy. I shuddered as I felt the curve of her breast underneath my fingers, creeping my fingers over her T-shirt towards her nipple. It was gloriously firm, more evidence of how turned on she was getting even while asleep, and I gently rubbed it a few times with my thumb. My mouth was practically watering from wanting to suck on those hard nubs. I slowly slid my hand down to the hem of her T-shirt, then lifted it just a few inches. My hand continued its course underneath her shirt, softly trailing across her skin, until I felt her naked tit in my hand. I let my fingers trail up until they reached her nipple again, and put my thumb and forefinger around it. With one finger buried in her cunt, and two more holding her wonderfully firm nub, I could no longer constrain myself; I roughly squeezed her nipple even as I slid the other finger completely inside her delicious cunt. Kelsey let out a loud gasp and shot up into a sitting position, breathing very rapidly as she looked at me. She looked a little rattled, and I felt bad for scaring her. It took a few seconds for her to recognize me; then, she slowly let out a deep sigh, relaxing a little. "Hi," she grinned happily. "What are you doing, you naughty boy?" "I'm playing with that hot little pussy of yours," I said almost breathlessly. "I didn't mean to scare you, though. I'm sorry." "Mmmm, it's okay, don't worry. God, I can't believe how wet you've got me. How long have you been going like this?" "A couple of minutes." "That explains that crazy hot dream I was having! Amanda was sucking on my cunt while you were screwing me from behind. You were fucking me so hard, just pounding away, and her tongue was lapping all over my clit. It was so hot! I think I was just about to cum when you woke me up." "Are you about to cum?" I asked breathlessly. I couldn't wait to see—and feel—my sister cum again. "I'm pretty close, yeah," she sighed lazily. She rolled onto her back and spread her legs delectably wide, allowing me far easier access to her hot little snatch. I slapped my hand on her pussy a few times, causing my sexy sister to squirm lewdly, then I started grinding and rubbing my palm over her panties again, pushing them down on her slit. "I really like these panties, sis," I said as I watched her get closer and closer to cumming. "They seem pretty tight though." "Yeah, they are. When I wear these, they pretty much just rub against me all night, so that when I wake up the next morning I'm usually out of my mind horny. That's why I wore them, because I want to be soaking wet by the time we get to school," she giggled. "Do you want me to stop? So you can stay this wet?" I asked teasingly. "Oh please no! Don't stop," she pleaded. "I'm so close, and I want to cum so badly." "Kel, I want to lick your pussy," I said, my voice shaking. "I want to drink all your delicious pussy juice." "Mmmm, yes!" my sister moaned. She turned around so her legs were dangling off the side of her bed, then she quickly grabbed her panties and scooted them down onto her sexy legs. She had gotten them down to her knees when I grabbed her hands. "That's far enough," I said, pulling her legs up a little and ducking my head underneath. It took a little squirming on both our parts for me to get where I wanted to be, but after a few moments I had my face right in front of her juicy slit with her legs up over my shoulders and on both sides of my head. Since her panties were holding her legs together, they were squeezing against me. I sighed in delight at her wonderful smell, then buried my face inside her cunt. I drove my tongue inside, the heat and moistness of her snatch almost overwhelming me, and I gasped for air as I tongued her, licking against her walls while my nose bumped against her clit. "Oh my God, Damon!" Kelsey cried out, her legs clenching against me even harder as she bucked her gash against my face. A small gush of her juice washed over my tongue, and I groaned at the wonderful taste. My sister's cum tasted like the sweetest mango juice, and it was addictive as hell; I already wanted more. Lots more. Fortunately, I knew she had a lot more to give. I licked all over her pussy, repeatedly jabbing my tongue in and out, locking my mouth on her lips and sucking like crazy, doing everything I could think of to get her off. I touched her clit with my tongue, and I felt her body tense; I knew I had her almost on the verge of cumming so I reached up with my hands and grabbed both her firm tits, squeezing them gently while rubbing my thumbs over her nipples. At the same time, I started diddling her clit with my tongue, pushing it around, sucking on it with my mouth and smothering it with saliva. My relentless attack quickly broke through what little resistance Kelsey had to begin with. She grabbed her pillow, letting out a muffled scream into it as her back arched, and her pussy just exploded. A huge wave of her girl juice splashed right onto my face, instantly soaking me. It was so abundant and sudden that I burst into laughter as her body convulsed against me, releasing more of her cum onto my chin. I moaned with joy as I licked everywhere, trying to scoop up as much of her delicious cum as I could. She shuddered rapidly, and a huge squirt of her juice sprayed right into my mouth. I drank it as if it were the last drop of water on Earth. I slid a finger inside her clenching slit, powerfully pumping it in and out as I tried to prolong her orgasm. It seemed to have the desired effect as Kelsey's body arched so hard she almost seemed to snap in half, her cunt desperately gripping my finger while I kept slathering my tongue all over her clit. A final squirt of her hot cum oozed out, dribbling over my tongue and chin, then her body relaxed as she went limp against me. I kept sucking and lapping for several more moments, not wanting the delicious feeling, or taste, to end. "You are so incredibly hot!" I said in awe as I finally looked up from Kelsey's pussy. My entire face was drenched in her cum, and the mattress beneath her had gotten fairly soaked too. It seemed as if she had squirted a quart of cum out of her juicy cunt. Kelsey moaned in the aftermath of her orgasm as she lay on her back, panting heavily. "Oh wow ... where did you learn to eat pussy like that?" she asked, her voice full of wonder. I shrugged. "I don't know. I just did what seemed like it would feel good. Did you enjoy it?" "You made me cum so hard ... I thought only Amanda could do that!" she said breathlessly. She sat up a little, softly caressing my cheek. "Thank you!" "Anytime, sweetheart," I said as I kissed her hand. I waited a few more minutes for Kelsey to get her breath back, then moved my head out from between her legs. I wiped my face somewhat clean with both my hands, after which I plopped onto her bed and lay down beside her. Kelsey turned towards me and sensually kissed me, putting her hand behind my neck and caressing my hair. I returned her kiss, and we just lay there, enjoying each other's company as we made out. Kelsey moaned loudly at each kiss, presumably at the taste of her own juice on my lips. "I love the way you taste," I said once we broke our kiss. "I've never tasted anything as good as your cum. It's delicious." Her smile was like the gates of Heaven opening. "I'm so happy you love it so much!" "I do," I said earnestly. "I want to drink lots more of it. I want to drown in your juice!" She giggled as she gave me a loving look. "I'll be more than happy to let you have it whenever you want. With how good you are at eating pussy, you better be careful, though. I'll get addicted to you!" We both grinned at each other, then we leaned in for another kiss. I felt practically delirious as my own sister's tongue swirled through my mouth. God, she was a fantastic kisser. "I think we should probably not tell Amanda about this," Kelsey said after awhile. "Why not?" I asked. "Well, she did tell us not to play until she was there to enjoy it too." "I think she meant that towards you, sis, not to me." "What do you mean?" "I think she said that you couldn't play with me until she was there. I don't think she meant that I couldn't play with you." Kelsey grinned. "So I get to cum but you don't? That sounds good to me!" I gently slapped her on her naked butt. "Behave now, you bad girl," I teased. She giggled as she enticingly shook her ass. "Seriously though, Damon. She did ask us not to play." "You know, I may be wrong here, but I'm pretty sure that I'm not the one who is Amanda's little slut." "No, I am," Kelsey said happily. "So why exactly do I have to do what she tells me to do if I don't feel like it?" My sister was quiet for a moment, then she grinned slyly. "I guess you don't." "That's what I thought too. So if she asks, just blame me for this." Kelsey gave me a sarcastic little smile. "Oh wow, really? I can blame you for something you are actually to blame for anyways? That's so sweet of you!" I couldn't help but chuckle; her brattiness was so infectious. I ran my hand over her naked ass, then slapped it hard. "Mmmm, don't get me started again," Kelsey warned, obviously not meaning a word. "Otherwise you might wind up with more of my cum all over you." "Yeah, that sounds terrible," I grinned. Kelsey laughed and gave me another sultry kiss, pulling on my bottom lip with her teeth. Her lips seemed to almost melt against mine, and I started to feel like I was floating. "Fuck, you're such a good kisser!" I moaned, almost in disbelief, when she finally backed off again. "I've had a lot of experience," she said cutely. "With Amanda?" "Mostly with her, yeah. But also with Stacey, and Carynne, and Mikaela." I groaned as images of my sister making out with all those hot girls floated through my mind, and she giggled. "Does that get you a little excited, hmm?" she teased. "Yes," I groaned. "Do you want to watch me make out with hot girls?" "Yes!" "Maybe Amanda and I will make out for you today, and you can spray your cum on our faces when we do." "Oh, fuck!" I groaned helplessly. I was getting so horny it was becoming hard to think. "You're so easy to rile up. It's so cute!" Kelsey said with an adorable smile. "Amanda thinks so too." "I'm glad you two are having fun teasing me so." "We'll do far more than just tease, I promise," she said as she licked her lips. Her eyes were sparkling, and I could practically see the desire in them. "God, I can hardly wait!" "I know. Do you know what you want to do with Amanda when we see her today?" "Eh ... I have a few ideas, I guess. I'm not sure she'll want to do all of it, though." Kelsey gave me a reassuring smile. "Oh, she will. Remember what she told you yesterday?" "What part?" "About you using her?" I felt myself flush a little. "Oh ... you mean that when she's with me, she just wants me to use her in whatever way I want?" I asked. I couldn't stop the goofy grin that popped on my face. "Yep, that one. You're so lucky, you know," Kelsey teased. "There must be hundreds of guys who jerk off every night, dreaming of having her say that to them!" "Probably!" I chuckled. "Was she being serious?" Kelsey nodded. "Oh yeah." "Damn!" I breathed. Images of a naked Amanda being used by me in a variety of dirty ways floated in front of my eyes. "So, do you want to wait until we're with her then?" Kelsey asked, apparently not enthusiastic at the idea of having to wait. "What do you think? Do you think she'd mind if we fooled around a bit more?" "Well, she did tell me not to play. She'd have to punish me if I disobeyed her." "Which would involve... ?" "Probably lots and lots of spanking," my sister grinned eagerly. I laughed. "Why does every bit of punishment you get involve something that makes you cum like crazy?" "Probably because Amanda doesn't really want to punish me but would much rather just make me cum." "So you call it punishment, but it's basically just having more sex?" "Yup." "You got a great deal going there, Kel," I said, shaking my head with a grin. "Yup!" my sister said again, a proud look on her face. "So, she really only 'punishes' you because you love it so much?" I asked, making exaggerative air quotes. "I think so, yes. She's so sweet." My sister smiled. "Do you think she wants me to do something similar with her?" I asked, feeling my mouth go dry at the thought. Kelsey shrugged. "I think that, deep down, Amanda is almost as submissive as I am. She usually is when Stacey gets her hands on us, anyways. Whether she wants you to do that to her, I don't know. I think as long as you just make her cum as hard as you do me, she won't care one way or the other!" I groaned as I thought back of the wonderful orgasms my sister had had in the past twenty-four hours. I had to shift around to get my cock more comfortable in my boxers, which didn't escape Kelsey's notice. She reached down and grabbed it, tugging it through my boxers. "Wow, you're so hard," she whispered appreciatively. "Doing that is going to get you in trouble with Amanda," I said with a small groan. Her hand felt wonderful on my shaft. "That's okay. You're worth it," Kelsey giggled. She was firmly stroking my cock and my precum was beginning to make a fairly big wet spot in my underwear. "Are you sure?" "Yes. I want you to cum," Kelsey said, obviously determined. "Okay, let me get these off," I said elatedly, yanking my boxers off as quick as I could. My cock was agonizingly hard, and Kelsey gently put both her hands around it, tugging up and down. She rubbed her thumb over my cockhead, spreading the generously flowing precum all around and over my shaft. I leaned my head backwards against Kelsey's pillow as she jerked me off, her small hand sending shocks of pleasure through me. She reached underneath my balls and cupped them; her nails teasingly scraped across my nuts, causing me to gasp loudly. "You and Amanda need to fuck as soon as possible," Kelsey said. "I was planning to, but why?" "Because she won't let me do anything to you until you've done it with her, and I really want your cock inside me!" she whined. "I want to fuck you too, Kel," I moaned. My sister groaned, increasing the pace of her hand jerking my cock. "I want to just climb on your cock right now and let you fuck my brains out!" "If we did that, it would get you a lot more ... punishment," I said with a soft sigh. Her hand felt so fucking good. Kelsey laughed softly. "No kidding. I'd get so much punishment I wouldn't be able to cum for two weeks afterwards!" "I think I'd really like to see that!" "Yeah, I bet you do," she grinned, her hand pumping rapidly up and down my slickened shaft. For someone who had, by her own admission, never fooled around with a guy before, she sure knew how to jerk one off. "So do you want to?" I croaked, my breath stuck in my throat. I was fervently praying she'd say yes and would just sink that wonderfully hot cunt on my cock. Kelsey chewed on her bottom lip for a few moments. "Yes, I really do. You have no idea how much, but I think Amanda would be very sad if I didn't let her fuck you first." I nodded. "I understand, sis. I don't want to upset her either, it's just that you're making me so fucking horny." She grinned wickedly. "I think there's something we could do that wouldn't really be considered fucking." I sucked in my breath. "Are you ... are you talking about your ass?" Kelsey gave me a surprised look, then burst into giggles. "What? God, you dirty pervert! Do you really want to fuck your little sister up the ass?" I blushed a little, though it was hidden in the darkness of her room. My mind was screaming at me to tell her that, yes, I wanted to savage her amazing ass until I came inside her, but I decided to be a little less graphic. "Yes I do. Don't tell me you don't like it. You've already mentioned you've gotten fingers up your ass!" Kelsey smiled sensually. "Those fingers were quite a bit smaller than this big cock you got here, big brother!" she accused, her hand squeezing my cock for emphasis. "I'd go slow on you," I promised. "Yeah, for like five seconds, then you'd fuck me to shreds!" Kelsey giggled. She put her mouth near my ear and whispered, "I'll tell you what. After you've fucked my pussy a couple of times, I'll think about letting you shove that fat cock up my tight little tail, alright?" I groaned with pleasure as she fiercely jerked the head of my shaft. "Sounds good to me," I sighed. Kelsey grinned and gave me a deep kiss, our tongues coiling around each other. We both moaned deliriously as we swapped spit for a few moments. "Hey Kel?" I asked after we stopped to gasp for air. "Yeah?" "Have you ever been in charge with any of the other girls? She shook her head. "No, I'm no good at that. I love being a little slut way too much." "Plus you're way too much of a brat," I teased. "Well, that too, and you got that from Amanda!" Kelsey said, poking her finger in my chest. "She says that to me all the time!" "She's right though." I shrugged. "You are a brat." "Yeah, I am," Kelsey giggled. "But you two love me anyways, because I make you both cum so hard." "No kidding," I groaned in agreement, my cock starting to get closer from Kelsey's fantastic jerking. "I thought we were going to do something that wasn't quite fucking?" "We will. Patience!" Kelsey admonished me with a sly grin. "Once you're very close. I want you to just lose your mind and cum as soon as we start," she moaned hotly. "Will I like it?" "Oh yeah. I think I can guarantee that you're going to spray like a cannon," she said wickedly. I groaned in pleasure at the idea of exploding with cum in or on my sister. "Tell me something hot, Kel." "Like what?" "Anything. Something about you fucking girls or ... how about you tell me how you became so submissive? I mean, how did you find out?" Kelsey pondered my question for a moment, her hand almost absentmindedly rubbing my shaft. "I don't really know," she said finally. "I guess it was mostly from realizing how much harder I came when girls were just using me to get themselves off." "What girls? Amanda?" "She's done that, yeah, but mostly Stacey and Carynne." "Not Mikaela?" "She hasn't really been part of our group for very long yet, so she and I have only fucked a few times." "When you do fuck, does she use you though?" "Yes," Kelsey grinned. "So they all use you for their own pleasure?" Kelsey grinned and nodded. "Yes. I'm everyone's little slut." "Fuck," I moaned as I began grinding my hips up and down, intensely fucking my throbbing cock through Kelsey's fist. "You like that, huh? You like it that your little sister is a slut for a whole group of cheerleaders," Kelsey whispered hotly. "Jesus, Kel," I sighed. "Does that happen a lot?" "No, not really. After Amanda and I started going steady, so to speak, we've mostly just been fucking each other. Every now and then we'll fool around with one of the others, but not that often." "What about all of you together?" I asked, my cock twitching in my sister's hand. She grinned. "Does that turn you on? A five girl gangbang?" "Yes!" "All five of us together has only happened once, a little over a month ago at Stacey's nineteenth birthday. The girls did all fuck my brains out there, though." "What did they do?" I asked, my horniness making my voice tremble. Kelsey grinned. "Stacey ordered all of them to use me, so for two hours they rode my face, making me suck their hot pussies, finger them, grind against them ... just everything. At one point, I was eating Stacey out, and I was fingering Carynne and Amanda, while Mikaela was licking me from behind. It was fantastic. Then, after I'd made everyone cum over and over, they decided to reward me. They all took turns eating my pussy, each of them licking me until I came on their faces. After that they put Amanda and I into a 69, and they each shoved a finger in one of my holes. Amanda and Mikaela put a finger in my cunt, while Carynne and Stacey both fingered my ass." "Shit, is that online somewhere? I want to see that!" Kelsey giggled. "It was incredible. Girls are so much better at fingering another girl than boys could ever be. Don't get me wrong, I love it when you play with my pussy, but they know exactly where to push and where to rub. It gets me off so much when a girl fingers me." "Did you get off a lot?" "Mmmm, yes! I just kept cumming while they pounded me with their fingers over and over. When I finally begged them to stop because I couldn't cum anymore, Amanda was absolutely soaked in my juice. She was just glistening all over, her face, her tits, her tummy. The other girls took turns licking it all off her and sharing it with me in kisses." "Fuck!" I exclaimed. "A week ago I thought you were this innocent little angel, pure as the driven snow! How did you turn into this smoking hot lesbian ... slut?" Kelsey grinned wickedly, licking her lips as she gave me a smoldering gaze. "It's because of Stacey. She's the one who started it, and then she corrupted all of us. She has been teaching us so much about hot, dirty sex." "God. I'm going crazy!" I moaned, my cock throbbing wildly in my sister's hand. "Are you about to cum?" Kelsey asked. "Yes," I groaned. "Quick, come here!" Kelsey hissed. She quickly got to her feet and knelt on the edge of her bed, facing away from me, then she motioned for me to come stand beside it. Because of our height difference, my cock was still level with my sister's cunt. My mouth watered at the thought of grabbing her tight body and ramming my cock inside her until she squealed. "Come closer," Kelsey moaned. "Shove your cock between my legs." I breathed in deeply. I reached around my sister's slender body and pulled her t-shirt up further to expose her firm tits, then grabbed them with my hands. I carefully placed my cock at the entrance to her cunt, rubbing my cockhead over her soaked slit. "Don't put it inside me!" Kelsey whimpered. "I thought you said—" "Between my legs! Here," she said, her hand reaching behind her to grab my cock. She pulled me closer and guided me between her legs, right underneath her dripping wet cunt. No sooner had I put my cock in place when my sister clenched her legs, making for a wonderful tunnel of friction. Squeezing her tits hard, I started to ride my cock in and out between her legs, groaning at the sensations that coursed through me. Kelsey lowered herself a little until her cunt lips slid along my pulsing shaft, her wetness coating it in slick, hot juices as I kept plowing between her legs. The heat from my sister's little cunt was delicious, and I knew I wasn't going to last any longer. "Kel, this feel so fucking good!" I moaned. "Um, yes, it does! I can't believe how hard your cock is!" my sister whimpered as she ground herself against me. I slid one of my hands down from Kelsey's breasts, across her tummy and to her pussy, then started to finger her which caused her to moan and grind against me. My pelvis was continuously slamming into her fantastic ass, making it jiggle against me. "I can't wait to fuck your ass, sis. It looks so fucking amazing! I want to just ram my cock inside it," I grunted, slapping her ass twice with my other hand. Kelsey turned her head, opening her mouth for a kiss. I eagerly leaned forward, my lips meeting hers, our tongues again entwining with each other. I began to grunt louder as my hips increased their pace, my cock blurring between her sexy thighs. "Fuck, I'm going to cum!" Kelsey hissed as she humped her cunt against my hand. "Finger my clit, please!" I rubbed my sister's clit with my fingers and felt her body start to tense up almost immediately. Kelsey squealed as she came, her pussy absolutely exploding all over my shaft, coating it in her hot cum. That sent me over the edge, and I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her against me. I roughly squeezed her perfect body as I came, a huge stream of my cum spraying over her bed. Kelsey mewled as the saw how much cum I blasted into the air, and she pushed her legs together, trapping my pulsing cockhead. My next volley of jizz had nowhere to go and oozed along her legs, causing her to moan like a wanton slut. "Damon, your cum feels so good on my legs. Shoot it against my cunt, I want it!" Kelsey begged haltingly, small squirts of her juice still spraying from her pussy. I groaned in ecstasy as my cock bucked and pumped a few more smaller sprays of jizz between her sexy legs, then I pulled it out from between them and jerked it furiously, squeezing a last few drops onto my sister's luscious ass. Completely spent, we sank down on the bed, her ass firmly pressed against my shaft as I tightly hugged her against me and covered her neck in gentle kisses. "Damn sis, you are just ... wow," I rasped, trying to recover. Kelsey giggled softly, reaching behind her head to play with my hair. "Thank you. You're amazing too. You have no idea how happy I am that we're doing this." I panted as I tried to catch my breath, unable to speak for the moment. Kelsey sensually rubbed her hand over her ass and between her legs, scooping up my cum and licking it off her fingers with relish. "Mmmm, your cum tastes so good!" my sister moaned. "So does yours," I whispered between gasps for air. I licked my tongue over her ear, causing her to squirm and giggle loudly. "Thank you, Kel," I finally said. "You're so welcome," she said sweetly. "I love doing this for you." "Have you wanted to fool around with me for awhile?" "Yes," Kelsey admitted shyly. "For how long?" "I think I started getting a crush on you since you started swimming competitively. So that was what, seventh or eighth grade or so?" "Yeah." I nodded. "But you're saying you only wanted me for my body then? I feel like a slab of meat!" "Well, you weren't exactly Prince Charming when we were tweens! In fact, I recall that you were pretty much an asshole to me throughout most of middle school!" Kelsey said, a little testily. "What else was there for me to want?" "I know," I grimaced. I had been pretty bad to my sister when we were younger, always teasing her and picking on her in front of my friends. Fortunately I had wised up once we got to high school, and I'd started treating her a lot better. She had just given me my reward for that change in attitude. "I should be really thankful that you didn't just start hating me." Kelsey turned around, staring deeply into my eyes. "I could never hate you. I love you way too much for that to ever happen. But I'm glad you finally stopped being such a jerk." "Me too. I'm sorry about all the shit I put you through back then, Kel. I really am." She shrugged. "It's okay, we were kids. It's not like I think about it or lie awake from it or anything." "If you do find yourself lying awake at night, let me know. I'll come keep you company." I winked. "How about you come keep me company whether I'm awake or not?" she grinned. We both laughed, then we closed in for another kiss. We spent some time just cuddling and kissing, loving our newfound intimacy. "Come on, you two lazy butts! Get out of bed! We have to leave in ten minutes!" Mom suddenly yelled at us from the bottom of the stairs. Surprised, we both turned towards the clock on Kelsey's night stand. It read 7:25am. "Shit!" I exclaimed, jumping up. "We're already up, Mom! We'll be right there!" Kelsey yelled as she scrambled to get up. "Well, I was up a few minutes ago, anyways," I grinned. She laughed and punched me in the shoulder. "It's your fault if I don't have enough time to put my makeup on!" "Will you punish me?" I teased. Kelsey wryly shook her head as she slipped into the bathroom. We both made it downstairs in time, though with not a lot of room to spare. Mom had threatened us before that she would just leave us at the house if we weren't ready on time, and neither of us had much doubt about whether she was bluffing or not. Kelsey had put on a denim skirt and a black tank top with some indie band's logo on it. I had just grabbed whatever was on top of my pile, which in this case was a pair of jeans and a maroon polo. During the ride over to school, Kel and I couldn't keep from looking at each other and grinning. Barely twenty hours had passed since we'd started fooling around, and already the sex with her was hotter than anything I'd ever done before. She was completely blowing my mind, and I loved every second of it. "What are you two giggling about so much?" Mom asked at one point while waiting for a traffic light. "Oh nothing," I said, shrugging my shoulders. "Just a joke I told this morning." "Can I laugh too?" Mom asked, which caused Kelsey to blush as I shot her a quick glance. I doubted that Mom would be very happy if she knew what Kel and I were giggling about. "Nah, it's a school thing. You wouldn't get it." Mom gave me a long glance but didn't say anything else during the ride. ------- As was often the case when I wanted something to go quickly, school seemed to take absolutely forever, the hours just crawling by at a glacial pace. I hadn't seen Amanda all morning, and had caught just a glimpse of Kelsey walking by in the hallway between classes. Now that I paid attention to it, I saw that pretty much every guy in the hallway stared after her. I grinned proudly at the thought that I'd be getting to fool around with her later, and all they could do was dream about her. At the end of third hour we had a short fifteen minute recess, and I set out to find my sister to see if she knew what the plan was going to be. On a hunch I checked her locker first, and I got lucky as she was just putting some books away when I showed up. "Hi there, really really sexy cheerleader," I grinned as I leaned my shoulder against the locker beside hers. "Hi! I know you, you're that stud swimmer! Are you here to ask me out on a date?" Kelsey said with a cute little smile, exaggeratively batting her eyes at me. "Nah. Word around school is you're too much of a pain in the ass." My sister laughed while shaking her head at me. "If you think that kind of talk is getting you into my panties later, you're gravely mistaken, dear brother." "I'm sure Amanda can convince you," I smirked. "Maybe I'll convince her to leave you with blue balls instead. How'd you like that?" "That's fine. I'll just take my frustration out on you tonight." I shrugged. Kelsey bit her lower lip as she smiled at me. "Mmmm, that does sound really good." "I doubt Amanda would see it that way." Kelsey leaned in close and whispered in my ear, "She might if I eat her pussy first and make her cum really hard." I groaned and turned a little towards the locker, so my rapidly growing boner wouldn't be too obvious to the horde of students constantly streaming by. "Do we have any plans yet?" "No, but she said she'd meet me here during first recess, so I'm sure she'll be by in a few." "I can't wait to get you two into that bathroom." "I know, me neither. I hope Amanda will let me suck you off this time, because I really want to swallow your cum," my sister said hotly, causing me to shudder slightly in anticipation. I looked around to see if Amanda was near when an unpleasant sight suddenly made my heart sink. "Oh shit," I muttered. "What?" Kelsey asked. I nodded my head towards the end of the hall. Kelsey looked over and her smile quickly vanished, to be replaced by an almost murderous glare. Jeff and half a dozen of his football buddies were coming down the hall, yelling, laughing, and generally behaving like assholes. Our football team was well known for being the biggest bunch of jerks in school, and they were more than upholding their reputation. One poor freshman didn't get out of their way fast enough and promptly got trampled by one of the linemen, leading to loud howls of laughter from the rest of them as the small kid went sprawling across the hallway. Walking beside Jeff, wearing a huge pair of sunglasses, was Kim. "You might want to get out of here," I warned my sister. "For what? To avoid that stupid whore? That'll be the day!" my sister said angrily. "I'm more worried about Jeff and his goons." "Like I'd let you face them by yourself!" Kelsey snorted, determinedly putting her fists on her hips. I sighed as I took a step in front of my sister, making sure I was going to be able to protect her. Jeff's group kept getting closer until he finally saw me, and his happy mood vanished in a flash. "Well, well, well," Jeff said as he stopped right in front of me, just about two feet away. His friends spread out in a half circle around us. The flow of traffic through the hallway pretty much stopped immediately, all the kids watching to see if there was going to be a fight. "How's the nose, D?" "It's pretty good. How's the HPV?" I asked calmly. Jeff got a confused frown. "What the fuck is HPV?" "It's a disease, dumbass. You got it from your whore of a girlfriend!" Kelsey spat before I could say anything. Kim stepped forward; what was visible of her face was twisted in a mask of hatred. "Don't think I've forgotten what you did, you little bitch!" "You weren't supposed to forget it, slut! If you ever do, I'll just have to teach you the same lesson again," Kelsey said through clenched teeth. "Your sister's got a big mouth, D. She should be careful with that big mouth, before someone decides to do something about it," Jeff said ominously. "Someone touches my sister, and that someone fucking dies!" I hissed, getting right up into his face. "You sure talk tough. How about we just beat the shit out of you right now?" From the corner of my eye I saw several of his buddies come closer, and I braced myself for the punch that was undoubtedly about to follow. I put my hands in front of my face and took another step in front of Kelsey, determined to protect her no matter what. "Oh look! It's our wonderful football team ganging up on some people yet again," a female voice hissed from off to the side. "Do you think eight against two is fair enough, Jeff? Or do you perhaps want to go get some more of your idiot friends to make sure?" We all turned in surprise, seeing Stacey and what appeared to be the entire varsity cheerleading squad standing there. Amanda stood right beside her friend, her beautiful face looking worried but also very determined. Even with the predicament I was in, I couldn't help but notice how gorgeous Amanda was. She was wearing a pair of blue shorts that looked like they were just painted on her ass, the legs ending about halfway along her sexy thighs, along with a yellow t-shirt which fit snugly around her breasts, and which had a big, happy smiley on it. I couldn't blame the smiley for being so happy—I'd have been happy too if I was that close to her breasts. Two of the jocks got goofy grins on their faces as they saw the squad of beautiful girls, but the scowls and angry looks they got in return quickly made them look down, embarrassed. "What do you want, Stacey?" Jeff asked wearily. "I want you to leave my friends alone, asshole! I'm sick and tired of watching you and your band of fuckwits always confront people when it's six to one! How about you fight someone just by yourself for a change, you fucking coward!" Stacey said angrily. Jeff clenched his jaw as he furiously glared at Stacey. She met his gaze with an icy calm, not giving an inch. They stared at each other for a few moments until Jeff actually dropped his gaze first. "Now, all of you get lost, and you better stop harassing my friends!" "And what if we don't? Huh?" Jeff said, stubbornly jutting his jaw out. "I don't take orders from you, bitch!" "Fine. I guess I'll have to take it up with your coach, then," Stacey said, shrugging as if it was beyond her control. To my great surprise, she got her iPhone out of her purse, touched the screen a few times, then put it against her ear. "Coach Walters?" she said after a few seconds. "Hi, this is Stacey, captain of the varsity cheer squad ... Hi ... I could be better. In fact, that's why I'm calling you ... Well, you see, several of your players are threatening one of my fellow cheerleaders ... No, I mean actively threatening to physically hurt her ... Yes, I know that's pathetic..." The jocks looked at each other in confusion, probably wondering if she was really talking to their coach or just trying to pull a fast one. "Let's see ... there's Jeff, Mitchell, Cameron, Big Mike, Tubby and two I don't know ... yes ... yes ... I'll be sure to tell them." Stacey lowered her phone and grinned victoriously at Jeff. "Coach Walters just instructed me to tell you to get your worthless asses over to his office right now, and that you'll all be riding the bench next game. For every minute you make him wait, he's adding a game to your suspensions." "That's fucking bullshit!" Jeff snorted. "You're not talking to our coach, you're just bluffing!" Stacey shrugged and put the phone back to her ear. "It seems they don't want to believe me, coach. Would you like to talk to them? Okay, I'll put you on. Oh, and coach Walters? Thanks, I owe you one," she said sultrily. Jeff stared at her in disbelief as Stacey handed her phone to him. He took it like I imagined he would a live viper and put it against his ear. "Hello?" he said hesitantly. The satisfaction I felt at seeing Jeff's face turn white was something that I knew I would treasure for the rest of my life. His entire demeanor changed from antagonistic to scared shitless in a matter of seconds, and the apology he managed to stammer out sounded like the squeaks of a lab rat, just before it was pulled out of its cage. He disconnected the phone and looked at Stacey with something closely resembling terror. "My phone now, if you don't mind," Stacey said with a satisfied smirk. "And don't even think about breaking it, because I have another one, and I'll be back on with your coach before you can make it halfway to his office. Plus you'll owe me six hundred bucks, and you can bet your dumb ass I'll take you to court for it." Jeff slapped the phone back in her palm with a loud curse, then ran off down the hall, appearing to be heading towards the direction of coach Walters' office. His buddies looked after him for a moment, then each of them broke into a run as well. Loud laughter from all the other kids trailed after them, and an almost thunderous cheer went up for Stacey. Our football team was not well liked, to say the least, and seeing them put in their place didn't happen too often. Stacey just grinned cutely at all the adoration being thrown at her. Kim gave us a murderous scowl and seemed to be on the verge of saying something, then she changed her mind and stormed off in the other direction. Kelsey and I looked with gratitude at a happily smiling Stacey, then we all burst into laughter. Convinced the fun was over, all the other kids moved on, and within seconds the entire hall was again filled with the buzz of hundreds of moving kids. Amanda quickly walked over to Kelsey and gave her a long hug, whispering softly in my sister's ear. Kelsey smiled at her girlfriend and gave her a kiss on her cheek. I was surprised when Stacey walked up to me. "Hey Kelsey's brother," she grinned. "Hey Stacey," I said with a grateful smile. "Awww, aren't we playing our little game anymore?" she said with a little pout. I laughed. "We can if you want to. In fact, after the way you just saved my ass, I think you can ask me anything." Stacey got an intrigued smile on her face as she took a few steps closer. Her wonderfully large, dark brown eyes stared intently at me, and I felt myself get a little flushed at her nearness. "That sounds very ... interesting, Damon. I think I'll take you up on that little offer." "Eh ... offer?" I squeaked, tossing a quick glance at my sister and her best friend who were standing right beside me. They both grinned in amusement as they watched me squirm. "Yeah, you just said I could ask for anything," Stacey whispered as she moved her mouth closer to mine. I tried to say something in response but could barely manage to get out a muffled grunt before our lips touched. Stacey kissed me, then grabbed my bottom lip between her teeth and bit down on it, fairly roughly. I stared at her in disbelief as she backed away, a happy little smile on her face. "You see, I now owe a favor to coach Walters. A favor which will probably make me very, very sore. So that means you now owe a favor to me," she said, matter-of-factly. "O ... okay?" I stammered, feeling completely lost. "I'll talk it over with your hot little sister. She'll let you know when I want to collect," Stacey grinned. She blew both Kelsey and Amanda a kiss, then turned around and walked off with the rest of the girls, who were all giggling and laughing at me. "What the hell was that all about?" I asked as I turned towards the two grinning nymphs standing next to me. They had their arms around each other's waists, and the sight of their sexy bodies touching made my cock stagger in my pants. "Do you think he can handle it?" Amanda asked Kelsey, only half-seriously. "He may still be a bit too innocent, but I guess we'll find out," Kelsey said with a laugh. "See, Damon, when Stacey said she owed the coach a favor, she meant a sexual favor," Amanda said, sensually licking her lips. I leaned forward so I could whisper to them. "Stacey is fucking coach Walters? Are you serious?" "I think it's probably more accurate to say that he fucks her, hard," Kelsey said. "He apparently has a thing for hot cheerleaders." "Are you two... ?" I asked. "No, we already told you we haven't fucked any boys yet. That includes teachers or coaches," Amanda said with a chuckle. "Besides, Stacey has declared him off-limits to the rest of the squad anyways. She apparently really enjoys the way he fucks her senseless, and she won't share him," my sister said, as if it was the most normal thing in the world. I couldn't stop from gaping at her with what I was sure was an incredibly dumbfounded look. "So when she said that she owed him another favor, one that would make her sore..." I started. "She meant he's probably going to fuck her to pieces. In return, she's very likely to want to fuck you to pieces, too!" Amanda grinned. "And you're cool with that?" I asked, stunned. "Sure. I don't mind sharing you with Stacey. Or with this hot little slut here," Amanda said, gently elbowing my sister in the side for emphasis. "Hey!" Kelsey protested, a happy grin on her face. "As long as you promise me not to do anything to her that you haven't first done to me," Amanda added. "Eh ... okay?" I said, not believing what I was hearing. "God, you're so cute! I love it!" Amanda said delightedly as she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled my face down for a soul-stirring kiss. I groaned into her mouth as her tongue teasingly scraped my teeth, and I grabbed her ass with both my hands, squeezing it. I heard several howls of approval—or maybe jealousy—from some of the students that were walking by. Amanda broke our kiss and nibbled on my earlobe, causing goosebumps to break out everywhere. "Did you two fuck?" she whispered. "Huh?" "Did you fuck Kelsey?" "No, I didn't," I said, shaking my head. Amanda gave me a penetrating stare for a few moments, then turned her gaze to Kelsey. My sister almost immediately started blushing, causing Amanda to grin victoriously. "That seems like a pretty guilty blush to me. Come on, out with it! There is no way you two have been able to keep your hands off each other since we got off the phone yesterday!" Kelsey nodded with a grin, then explained in detail the hot encounter we'd had in her bedroom earlier. "Fuck, that makes me horny," Amanda groaned once Kelsey described how I had shot off between her legs. "I'm glad you didn't fuck him or suck him dry, Kelsey, but you know you're still going to get punished for playing with him even though I asked you not to." "Yes, Amanda," my sister said softly, hanging her head a little, though I could see the expectant grin on her face. The bell for the start of next class rang, and all three of us got a chagrined look. "Dammit, I want to go to that bathroom right now and fuck you two blind!" Amanda said, sounding almost hungry. Kelsey giggled as both girls turned to me expectantly. "I'm sorry girls, but I can't. I've got math, and if I don't get my grade up, dad is going to kick my ass, and my swim coach won't let me go to Nationals even if I qualify," I said unhappily. Amanda sighed, but nodded in understanding. "How about lunch?" "Sure, you buying?" I joked. She burst into laughter, punching me in the shoulder like Kelsey did so often. "You know what I meant!" I nodded as I looked over at my sister. She seemed eager to get it on, but she nodded her agreement as well. "Good, I'll see you two in the bathroom in a few hours then," Amanda moaned. She grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me close for another kiss. "Make sure your cock is hard and ready to go!" "I will, I promise," I said, meaning every word. Kelsey looked around to see if any of the remaining students were watching us, then pulled my head down as well, giving me yet another fantastic kiss. I gasped for air as she let me go, watching her grab Amanda's arm and dragging her off down the hallway. I waved at both of them until they disappeared around the corner. I stood quietly for a few moments, again thinking everything over. It was only when I realized that the hall had gotten quiet that I shot into action. "Shit!" I said as I ran towards my math class. ------- If I'd thought the first three hours had taken forever, they seemed like a nanosecond in comparison to the next two. With my mind fully focused on whatever wonderful sexual excesses the two girls had in mind, it was impossible to concentrate, and I had to sit very carefully to hide my achingly hard cock. By the time the bell rang to signify the end of fifth hour, I was half convinced my bones and muscles had withered from old age. I quickly got up, grabbing my books and running full speed out of the classroom, to the great delight of my fellow classmates who all laughed at my apparent haste. Yeah, laugh it up, fuckers, I thought happily. If you knew where I was going, you'd be running too! I sped my way along the halls, barely avoiding multiple head-on collisions as I raced along towards the exit. When I finally came outside, I looked around to make sure that nobody was looking in my direction. It would seem fairly strange for a student to make his way into an annex that was under construction, and the last thing I wanted was to draw any attention. Fortunately it had gotten fairly cold again, so most students had apparently opted to stay inside. I quickly slipped through the door into the new building and walked along the deserted hallway. I could hear construction workers in the distance, but they seemed to be in a different direction from where I was going. Though I'd never been in this particular building before, all the school's buildings were basically laid out in a similar shape; the bathroom the girls and I had discussed would likely be in the back, presumably near the entrance to the gym. I panicked for a bit when I had some trouble finding it, but finally I turned a corner I had missed before, and I got a huge smile on my face as the ladies' bathroom was right in front of me. I rushed inside and looked around, frowning when I didn't see anyone. Of course it was possible I'd beaten the girls there, but since I'd had to run all the way from the other side of campus, it seemed unlikely. "Kel? Amanda? Are you here?" I asked quietly. Almost immediately one of the stall doors opened, and my sister's face peeked out from behind the door. "Good, it's you!" she said happily as she came out of the stall, Amanda following right on her tail. I noticed my sister had quite a flush on her face. "What were you two doing in there?" I asked with a wide grin, hoping it had been something dirty. "We heard footsteps, and we wanted to make sure we weren't going to get walked in on and then raped by some construction workers," Kelsey explained. "Why the hell would you get raped?" "Because we were being naughty," Amanda grinned as she walked up to me. Her nipples were standing firmly at attention in her T-shirt, and the sight of her fantastic tits pushing out the fabric made my mouth water. I greeted her with a hungry kiss as I felt her hand stroke my agonizingly hard cock through my jeans. I reached down and put my hand against her pussy; even through the fabric of her shorts I could feel how hot her little cunt was. She eagerly ground against me, clenching her thighs together to trap my hand against her slit. "I am so horny. I really need to cum," Amanda moaned as she humped my hand. Kelsey came to stand right beside us, her hands caressing both Amanda's ass and my cock. I moaned in pleasure as both girls slowly stroked and rubbed my shaft, their faces filled with excitement. "What were you doing?" I asked, my voice catching. "I was punishing your sister for being such an insatiable slut," Amanda grinned wickedly. "How?" "I was fingering her little pussy." "That doesn't really sound like punishment to me," I said dryly. "It is if you don't let her cum," Amanda giggled. I grinned at Kelsey, who was nibbling her lower lip. "How horny are you, Kel?" "God, I'm so soaked! I want to cum so badly, but she won't let me because she says I was a bad girl this morning!" Kelsey wailed, though I knew it was all fake. The heat in her eyes showed me how much she loved it. "You are a bad girl, sis! We all know it, why are you trying to deny it?" I laughed. "You started it! What was I supposed to do when I woke up with your finger in my pussy, moments away from cumming?" my sister complained. "Oh, so it was you who began the naughtiness, hmm?" Amanda said admiringly. "Fingering your poor sister's tight cunt while she was asleep? You bad boy!" "Guilty as charged," I said delightedly, suppressing a groan as both girls' hands stroked my pole. "But okay, since it actually was my fault, I think it's only fair that we let Kelsey cum first." "Please!" Kelsey begged, her voice trembling with desire. I caught a whiff of her excited pussy and it nearly made me gasp for breath. I grabbed my sister's arm and pulled her close against me, causing her to squeak in surprise. I sneaked my hand underneath her denim skirt and slid it up along her thighs. When I reached her naked pussy, I drew in a sharp breath of delight. Kelsey's pussy felt like it was on fire, and like she had said she was soaking wet. "No underwear, sis?" I teased. "I've got 'em," Amanda grinned, pulling my sister's small pink panties out of her back pocket and twirling them around her finger. "They're mine now. It's part of her punishment; she has to walk around like this for the rest of the day, grinding her hot pussy against everything she sits on." Kelsey was nibbling on her lower lip, her eyes closed and her breathing heavy as I rubbed my finger over her slit. I could feel her lips practically try to suck my finger inside her as she slowly coated me with her sticky juice. I thought about asking Amanda to eat her pussy, when Kelsey's words echoed in my mind. "I think that, deep down, Amanda is just as submissive as I am..." "Amanda?" I asked. "Yes?" she asked, turning to face me. "I want you to..." I started, my voice cutting out halfway through the sentence. I scraped my throat loudly. "Eat her pussy, Amanda. Lick her until she creams all over your face!" Part of me felt embarrassed for saying it, while another part was cheering like crazy. Amanda's face lit up in the happiest grin I'd ever seen, and she quickly sank to her knees in front of Kelsey, planting her hands on my sister's ass. I moved behind Kelsey and pulled her skirt fully up onto her hips, giving Amanda unfettered access to my sister's hot cunt. She wasted no time at all, diving straight in. Her tongue was licking hungrily before it even touched Kelsey's pussy. Kelsey arched her back the second Amanda's tongue reached her, and she let out a loud, satisfied moan as her hot friend started eating her out. I reached up and grabbed my sister's tits, squeezing them through her tank top. Leaning forward, I also started sucking on her neck, my hot breath causing her to shiver. I saw Amanda's tongue lapping at my sister's clit, then she shoved one of her fingers inside. "You two are driving me crazy!" Kelsey moaned as she shuddered in my arms. I squeezed both her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers while I slowly licked from her neck to her ear. She giggled as my tongue tickled her and left a wet trail across her face. "Cum for me, sweetie," I said in my sister's ear, loud enough that Amanda could hear it too. "I want you to drown that hot blonde face in your cunt juice!" "Fuck yes!" Amanda groaned as she increased the pace of her tongue in my sister's cunt. Sloppy wet noises were echoing through the bathroom. I began to grind my cock against my sister's ass, feeling her frantically hump back against me while she rode her juicy cunt on her best friend's face. Lust overwhelmed my every thought, and I grabbed my sister's tank top, quickly trying to pull it up over her head. It took several seconds for Kelsey to realize what I was doing and lift her arms. Given unfettered access, I took her top off and tossed it on the counter. To my great delight I discovered that she wasn't wearing a bra, and I happily played with her naked tits. Kelsey moaned and bucked as Amanda and I both ravaged her, pawing, licking and grinding against every part of her body we could reach. "Yes ... more ... oh please, yes!" my sister moaned, her body tensing up in my arms. She locked both her hands in Amanda's long hair and pulled the wonderful girl's face deeper into her cunt. Kelsey's bucking became more frantic and more desperate as she tried to get herself off. Amanda sped up her pace, her tongue jabbing rapidly in and out of Kelsey's slit, and I kneaded my sister's tits roughly while I was dry humping her ass. After a few seconds, Kelsey's body started to shake like mad. "Cum for us, Kel! We want to watch your little cunt explode!" I hissed in her ear. "Fuck, fuck, oh God, FUCK!" she shrieked at the top of her lungs, her body convulsing with the sheer power of the orgasm that tore through her. I watched in complete amazement as an absolute wave of cum erupted out of Kelsey's slit; it drenched Amanda's grinning face and a good part of her hair almost instantly. "Yes Kel, soak me!" Amanda hissed, her tongue lashing frantically across my sister's cunt as she tried to lap up every single drop she could get. At the same time, I was licking all over my sister's neck while still roughly playing with her tits, thrilled at how hard Kelsey was cumming. Kelsey's body was going through massive spasms in my arms, and I actually had to struggle to keep her from just collapsing as her amazing come continued, more and more of her juice being squirted onto her lover's face. Slowly but surely Amanda was getting completely showered in my sister's cum; her hair was already soaking wet, and even her T-shirt started to look a little soggy. The sheer look of ecstatic joy on Amanda's face told me how much she was loving every second of it as yet another squirt of my sister's cum got sprayed all over her. Kelsey shuddered one more time, then she leaned back, totally and utterly spent. I gently pulled her down to the floor with me, sitting with my back against the wall and letting my practically naked sister rest in my arms. Amanda kept licking at Kelsey's slit for as long as she could follow her down, then she sat down too, grinning wildly at me. "Thank you," she said to me in a soft, sultry voice. "Thank me?" I said, surprised. "For what?" "For ordering me to do that. I love being told how to fuck," she admitted with a shy grin. "Come here!" I groaned. Amanda quickly crawled towards me, and I grabbed her drenched hair and pulled her face near mine, my tongue licking all over her in an effort to scoop up as much of my sister's cum as I could. Amanda groaned lewdly as I slurped every inch of her exposed skin, her own tongue trying to play with mine. I licked most of my sister's cum off her gorgeous face, then swapped it right back into her mouth. "Get naked," I told her. I wanted her naked body so badly. I wanted to fuck it, to lick it, to touch it, to cum all over it ... everything. She nodded quickly, her desire plain on her face. Standing up, she started to shrug out of her ridiculously tight shorts. It took almost a minute of frantic pulling on her part to finally get them off her curvy ass, then she stepped out of them. She had decided against underwear herself, and my mouth watered at the sight of her hot, pink pussy. From the glistening I saw on her lips I knew that she was horny as hell and likely desperate to cum herself. "How long did it take you to put those shorts on?" I grinned at her as she kicked them off to the side. "About five minutes," she giggled. "I didn't eat breakfast though; if I do that first, it usually takes ten!" I laughed loudly as Amanda grabbed the hem of her T-shirt and pulled it over her head, the wet fabric clinging enticingly to her athletic body. She moaned as it draped a moist trail of my sister's cum over her breasts, and I groaned in awe as I saw her tits. Again I wondered how it was possible for any girl to be so fucking hot as both these magnificent babes were. Once she was naked, Amanda came to stand right beside me, giving me a sexy smile. I returned her smile and turned to face her, running my hand up her leg. I teasingly rubbed her thigh, then let my hand slide eagerly towards her dripping pussy. If anything, her pussy was even hotter than my sister's had been, and I smoothly slid my finger inside. She groaned with pleasure, squeezing her cunt lips together and happily riding on it. "I'm not going to last long, I'm so fucking wet!" Amanda mewled while I roughly fingered her, her body clenching and twisting from the feelings shooting through her cunt. I pumped my finger up and down into her dripping cleft, groaning deliriously at the scent. My finger felt like it was getting sucked into an industrial strength vacuum cleaner with how hard Amanda's cunt was pulling on it. The heat from her pussy was practically burning me, and I focused every ounce of strength into my hand, determined to make her cum like crazy. Small rivulets of Amanda's juice were already starting to leak down my hand as I plowed on, fingerfucking her tight slit like a man possessed. I scraped my finger along her pussy walls and kept slapping my knuckles against her slit. From the corner of my eye I saw Kelsey slowly get up and embrace her hot friend, their mouths meeting in a longing kiss. My sister grabbed Amanda's perky tits and squeezed them gently, sending more ripples of ecstasy through her blonde friend. "Yes, you guys, keep going!" Amanda moaned loudly, breaking her kiss with my sister. She grabbed my wrist with both her hands and frantically tried to get me to pump faster. With a grin I resisted, keeping my finger fucking deliberate, causing her to moan in frustration as her orgasm neared. "Fuck me harder, Damon, please! Fuck my cunt harder!" she begged. "I'm so fucking close, make me cum!" Kelsey slapped Amanda's ass, causing her to moan happily, then I saw my sister grin naughtily as her hand slid across Amanda's butt. I thought she was going to slap her friend again, then Amanda gasped out loud. "Oh, Kel, you dirty little ... oh! My ass!" she squealed. Her glorious blue-green eyes were opened wide in shock as her body bucked against the fingers that were invading both her holes. Pulling my finger almost all the way out, I put a second finger right beside it, then tersely shoved both of them back into Amanda's unbelievable cunt. "FU..." Amanda started screaming, but her orgasm came over her like a tidal wave, cutting off her breath. Her impossibly perfect body began to shake almost uncontrollably as a thick, juicy stream of her cum seeped out over my fingers. Her cunt clenched down so hard I briefly imagined she'd snap my fingers off inside her. "Cum for us, honey, give it to us!" Kelsey said hotly, grinning and licking her friend's neck as Amanda came. My sister eagerly played with Amanda's ass while the divine blonde strained against the fingers that were plundering her from both sides. Huge tremors of delight ran through her body, culminating in her cunt as she oozed more of her hot cum over my fingers. I locked my mouth on Amanda's juicy slit, and I drank enthusiastically, moaning as I felt her deliciously sweet pussy juice streaming over my tongue and lips. Though Amanda didn't come as fiercely as my sister did, she made up for it in sheer thickness and sweetness. Her cum almost tasted like syrup. One final shudder rippled through her, her flat tummy squeezing tightly, then Amanda relaxed, letting out a huge breath. I swirled my tongue through her soaked slit a few more times, absolutely delighted at her taste, then I leaned backwards as I threw her a huge smile. Amanda sank to her knees and kissed me, devouring my mouth as she sucked on my tongue. A few seconds later Kelsey knelt beside us as well, her tongue joining in the fun. The three of us moaned as we kissed each other, soft giggles coming from the girls as we tongue wrestled. Our hands were roaming freely, squeezing tits, rubbing pussies and stroking cock. "Mmmm, you're so hard. I bet you're desperate to cum by now, huh?" Amanda asked sweetly as her tongue licked across my lips. "I want to cum in your mouth," I grunted, praying she'd lock those luscious lips around my cockhead and suck me completely dry. Kelsey groaned hotly and Amanda turned towards my sister, giggling. "It seems like your horny sister wants you to cum in her mouth too, right Kel?" "Yes!" Kelsey hissed. "I want to drink his cum!" "Do you like that, Damon? Two girls wanting to suck your balls dry?" Amanda teased. I grinned in anticipation, my cock trying to tear through my jeans in an effort to get at either girl's sexy lips. Amanda reached over and grabbed her shorts, pulling a small lipstick from the back pocket. She uncapped it and liberally applied the sexy pink color, smacking her lips together to spread it out evenly. She handed the tube to my sister who also put a thick, shiny layer of it on her lips. Seeing those luscious lips with the bright pink color on it drove me wild with desire. "Do you want these hot pink lips on your cock?" Amanda goaded. "Yes, please!" I groaned eagerly. "Tell me something first though," Amanda said, a sly little grin on her face. "Did you fuck that redhead from college?" "Yeah, on Saturday night," I said, nodding. "No, I mean yesterday, when you went back to visit her." "What, how did you..." I started, then stopped as I saw my sister blush. "Did you tell her?" I asked Kelsey. Kelsey nodded. "Last night on the phone. She asked me where you'd been." "I went over there to talk about the drug thing. I didn't fuck her," I told Amanda. "Did you do anything else to her?" Amanda teased. "No, I didn't. I swear I didn't. I just went over there to talk." She pushed herself up against me and softly rubbed her tits against my body. "Mmmm, so what did you two talk about?" Amanda moaned as she ground against me. My cock was screaming to be released, teased beyond control by the touch of her sensual body against mine. I gulped as I debated whether to tell the truth or to come up with some story. The truth might make Amanda mad; it might even make both girls mad, but I was too horny to be able to lie effectively, and I figured the truth would come out eventually anyways. "I asked her for some advice." "Is she good at giving advice?" "She's a psych major." I shrugged. "I guess that kind of goes with the territory." Amanda giggled. "So you went to see a shrink, huh?" I smiled as I nodded. "Do we make you that crazy?" she smiled lusciously. "Yes, you do!" I growled. "You both do!" I looked at both of them in turn, happy to see them smiling back at me. "You drive us crazy too," Amanda moaned as she leaned in for another kiss. We made out for several minutes, my cock remaining rock hard in my pants, both from her kiss and because of my sister continuously rubbing it. "Damon?" Amanda asked seriously once our lips broke contact. "Yeah?" "Do I have competition for you?" I frowned at her question, not really getting what she was referring to. I glanced over at Kelsey, who shook her head. "Not Kelsey. I mean Katie," Amanda explained. "Oh! No, she's not, I swear." "You sure?" "Yes, absolutely," I said determinedly. "I want you." Her smile made her seem even more gorgeous. "Good. Now I don't have to worry about some other girl doing things to you that I haven't done yet!" I blushed a little as I thought about my sister telling me that she'd consider letting me fuck her up the ass. Amanda must have caught my look, because she turned her face to Kelsey and shook her head with an impossibly cute grin. "Well, no worries except for you, I guess!" Kelsey grinned at her friend and blew her a kiss. "I'll let you do everything to him first." Amanda smiled again, leaning over to smooch Kel, then she returned her attention to me. "Is your cock about ready to burst?" "Yes," I groaned. Kelsey's constant ministrations had turned me to jelly, and my balls felt as if they were pressure cookers about to explode. "Then how about we suck you off? Suck you off with these hot little pink mouths, and then I can swallow all your cum?" she whispered teasingly. I groaned deliriously as I nodded. I was so eager I was about to just tear my jeans to shreds to let them get at my cock. "You mean it, Amanda? I can join?" Kelsey asked sweetly. "Yes baby, come and help me suck off your brother." Amanda nodded as her hands started pawing at my zipper, frantically trying to get my cock out of my pants. "However, you don't get any of his cum." "What?" my sister exclaimed. "You've had your allotment of his cum for the day, you little slut. You don't get any more," Amanda grinned. Her hands pulled the flaps of my jeans open, then pulled down my boxers. My cock eagerly jumped up, looking like a steel flagpole. "Amanda!" Kelsey pouted, though her eyes were locked on my hard shaft. "Oh, stop pouting. I know you're not going to listen to me anyways! I know I wouldn't." Amanda winked. Kelsey got a naughty grin on her face. "I get his first load of the day, though. Well, his second load, I guess!" Amanda said tartly. "I didn't get any of his first load! Apart from the cum he shot on my ass," my sister giggled. Amanda grinned at my sister as her hands grabbed the bottom of my polo, pulling it up. I gratefully helped her take it off, and she moaned lewdly when she saw my body. "God, you're so hot!" she sighed. "Thank you!" I couldn't help but grin proudly. Suddenly the many thousands of hours I'd spent in the pool all seemed so very worth it. "It's the truth. I know your sister likes your body too, don't you, Kel?" "Yes, I do. I love his abs," Kelsey said, catching her lower lip between her teeth again. "Mmmm, I know," Amanda groaned as she leaned her head down. I gasped in surprise as she started to suck on my nipple while roaming her hands over my abs and chest. I shuddered with pleasure at the feel of her tongue, rubbing my hand through her still damp hair. Knowing that it was my sister's cum that had made her hair so wet made me moan with uncontained lust. Kelsey smiled as she crawled closer and locked her mouth on my other nipple, her hand going straight for my cock again. I groaned as she softly jerked it, her small hand quickly being joined by Amanda's. I ran my hands across the backs of their necks as they sucked on my nipples, making me squirm with delight. As if on cue, they simultaneously stopped jerking, leaving my cock swaying as it bobbed in the air. The head was an angry purple, evidence of how fucking horny I was, and it literally flowed precum. Amanda knelt in front of me and with a hungry growl sucked my shaft into her mouth. "Mmmm fuck," I moaned as Amanda's tongue slithered underneath my glans on her way down, finally bottoming out when the head hit her throat. I placed both my hands on her head, my fingertips trailing through her silky blonde hair as she eagerly sucked on my cock. Her soft pink lips were sliding up and down my shaft like a velvet glove as she sucked me off, taking as much of my cock inside her mouth as she could. Occasionally she tried to take it down her throat again like she had at the college party. Her tongue was swirling on the underside of my shaft, gently tickling it, while her small hands were rubbing my legs and my chest, or took turns carefully tickling my balls. She took my cock out of her mouth and licked the sides, her tongue trailing long, moist paths along the length of my pole, then she put her face near my balls and licked both my orbs with her skillful tongue. "God, I love your cock," she said as she alternated between wetly licking my nutsack and planting soft kisses on the top of the head. I let out a huge moan as she sucked deliciously on the head, her lips almost forming a vacuum around it. Kelsey moved closer, locking her hand in her friend's hair and pushing her head lower onto my cock. "Do you like it? Do you like the way she sucks your big cock in her hot mouth?" my sister asked hotly. "It's fucking amazing," I groaned, my head rolling backwards as Amanda gulped all the way down again. I felt her throat work against my cockhead, then suddenly it opened up, allowing me to slide deeper. I roared with pleasure as my entire cock vanished in Amanda's mouth, her nose buried in my pubic hair. Little choking noises were coming from her as she gasped and gurgled for air, spit leaking out of the corners out of her mouth. Kelsey grinned wickedly as she pushed on the back of Amanda's head. "Yeah, suck my brother off!" "Fuck!" I howled as Amanda's tongue lapped at the bottom of my shaft, while my eyes drank in the sight of her beautiful face impaling itself on my cock. Amanda began to cough and quickly pulled herself off my cock again, desperately gulping for air. My glistening cock was absolutely covered in her saliva as it dangled in their faces. Kelsey wrapped her hand around it and jacked me off, making sure I stayed ready until Amanda had caught her breath. Without comment, Amanda took a few deep breaths, then slurped my cock back down into her throat, and I silently watched her work her hot little mouth on my wildly throbbing shaft. I felt my orgasm get closer, and I could already tell it was going to be huge. Amanda opened her eyes and looked at me, amusement plainly showing on her face. I wondered what she was so happy about when suddenly I felt her tongue start to wriggle underneath my cock. After a few grunts she managed to get her tongue out of her mouth just enough to graze my balls. "Holy shit!" I murmured in amazement at her feat of oral acrobatics as she came back up for air with a huge grin on her face. "I was wondering if I could do that," she whispered, her smile brightening the bathroom as she was evidently pleased with her own talents. "Wow, will you teach me how?" Kelsey pleaded, her face awestruck. Amanda gave her a grin, nodding as she wrapped her hand around my shaft, firmly jacking it. "How close are you?" she asked me, her eyes staring deeply into mine. "I'm almost there," I replied, my breathing coming in ragged, heavy pants. "I'm going to suck all the cum out of your balls. I want all your cum in my tummy!" she breathed hotly, licking her lips. "Can I share Amanda?" my sister begged. "Please?" "I'll think about it," Amanda giggled, her hand still hotly tugging on my cock. I was so horny that I was starting to get light-headed. "Sixty-nine me!" I half-begged, half-ordered Amanda as I lay down on my back. Her eyes lit up eagerly as she scampered around, positioning her slender legs on either side of my head, then she slowly scooted her juicy little cunt over my mouth. Since I was quite a bit taller than she was, Amanda had to stretch a little to still be able to reach my cock, but she managed without too many problems. She slurped my shaft back into her mouth while I drank in the wonderful scent of her excited pussy. My tongue flashed out and lapped over her tight little slit, and her hot, naked body shivered on top of me. Her taste was marvelous, and I placed both my hands on her ass, tightly pulling her down, then I slowly slithered my tongue deep inside her cunt. I moaned at the wondrously hot feeling of her pussy around my tongue while I savored every bit of juice that was already flowing. I lashed my tongue around from side to side inside her, scraping it alongside the walls of her juicy slit. She moaned and writhed, obviously enjoying the oral delights I was giving her. I lapped near the top of her cunt, diddling her clit with my tongue, and I felt her shudder in response, gasping in pleasure as she slowly jerked on my cock. I moved my tongue over her wet slit in long, slow strokes, lapping from the very top of her cunt all the way to her asshole. I teased near her ass for a few seconds, then slid down again, lapping excitedly at her pussy. As I kept up the heavy oral activity, her wonderful pussy got wetter and wetter with every moment. From the corner of my eye I saw my sister's face come closer, and I moved aside a bit, allowing Kelsey to join. She eagerly stuck out her tongue and licked Amanda's slit beside me. "Oh fuck, you two! Lick my cunt!" Amanda squealed as our two tongues rubbed over her delicious pussy. I put both my hands on Amanda's ass and firmly pulled her down, burying my face into her crotch. My tongue flashed everywhere, on both sides of her slit, then I buried it deeply inside her. Amanda was moaning and grunting loudly, and I knew she was going to cum any second. "Ugh, God, I love how you're eating my cunt! Please lick my clit, I'm gonna cum ... oh yes!" she squealed as I complied with her wishes. I grinned as I felt her body begin to shake wildly, and I locked my mouth on her juicy cunt. Kelsey squeaked beside me, and I moved my head as far as I could while still maintaining contact with Amanda's hot slit. My sister joined her tongue with mine as we waited for Amanda to cum. Amanda dropped her head onto my stomach as her breathing came in agonized little gasps. Her body clenched sharply, then released in one giant spasm. She twitched on me like crazy, screaming loudly as her orgasm overtook her. Her hot, tasty juice oozed out of her cunt, washing over my mouth like a tidal wave, and I drank eagerly, lapping my tongue around to try to get as much of it in my mouth as I could. Waves of her delicious, thick juice gushed onto my face. There was no way to keep up with the amount she was releasing, and my chin, cheeks and even part of my chest were getting soaked by her massive orgasm. Kelsey let me have most of it, apparently content with lapping at my cheeks and what small areas of Amanda's pussy stuck out beyond my mouth, purring in my ear as the smoking hot blonde came over us in seemingly endless pulses. I felt like I had already drunk a whole carton of juice when her body finally relaxed, her moans having quieted down into soft little mewls. I grinned proudly as I lapped at the final few gushes of her cum, then reached down and grabbed my cock, very gently spanking Amanda's face with it. "Sorry!" she giggled remorsefully, gently slurping it back inside her mouth. Kelsey quickly scampered to the other side, and I soon felt her mouth starting to suck on my balls. "Oh girls, keep going," I panted, my cock feeling as if it was on fire. Both amazing girls giggled as their mouths continued their sensual work. Amanda took my cock deeply down her throat while my sister deftly licked and slurped at my balls with her tongue. She wiggled her wet muscle between my balls, then she slowly moved upwards, lapping along my throbbing shaft until her tongue met Amanda's lips about halfway. Amanda popped her mouth off my cock, allowing Kelsey to continue her way upwards. My sister's delicate tongue tickled my shaft as it trailed on, then she slowly lapped over the tip of my cock. She teasingly licked my little pee slit, before suddenly sinking down, her mouth opening wide to take my thick pole deep inside her mouth. "God, I can't believe you're sucking off your own brother," Amanda moaned as she gazed at her best friend's mouth slowly sinking deeper onto my rod. "You're such an amazing slut, Kel." Kelsey took my length about three-quarters of the way in, then bottomed out, the head of my cock bumping against her throat. While her mouth wasn't as big as Amanda's, it felt amazingly hot, and the mere idea of having my cock sucked by my own sister incinerated what little capacity for thought I had left. Amanda was curling her fingers through my sister's hair as Kelsey bobbed her head up and down, her lips clenching against my shaft as she sucked me off. I could feel some fingers tickling under my balls, adding more joy to my already overtaxed pleasure centers. I didn't know whose fingers they were, and I didn't really care. After watching my sister suck my cock for a bit, Amanda leaned down again, her mouth joining Kelsey's on my shaft. Almost as if they had practiced it like it was one of their cheer routines, the girls began to switch off sucking duties; first my sister slurped down on my cock, then Amanda. Whichever one of them wasn't sucking me would lap along my throbbing cock, slathering it in saliva. The two incredibly hot cheerleaders were giggling as they sucked and slobbered all over my pole, their voices showing how much joy they got from doing it. Several times they just trailed their tongues up and down my shaft, licking wetly, then meeting at the top for a sultry kiss with my cockhead caught between their exploring mouths. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes, gritting my teeth to fight my oncoming orgasm, wanting to prolong the marvelous feeling. However, Kelsey and Amanda were too enthusiastic with their wonderful oral teasing, and finally I gave up, my climax rushing over me like a freight train. Amanda squealed loudly as the first spray of cum erupted out of my shaft without warning, splashing across her cheek and forehead. Kelsey started laughing as she leaned down, her tongue racing across my helmet as I spurted again, the stream of jizz wetly covering her lips and chin. I raised my head a little and through clenched eyes I could see my sister swallow the cum I had deposited in her mouth, a happy moan escaping from her throat. Amanda quickly bent down and took my shaft in her mouth just in time to catch my next string of cum. She, too, moaned happily as I fired off inside her deliciously wet mouth. I felt my cock twitch several more times, each time depositing another glob of cum in Amanda's mouth, before she slid off and let Kelsey have another taste. The feel of my sister's mouth on my shaft made it buck one more time, and with an inarticulate grunt I managed to squeeze out one final stream into Kelsey's mouth before my cock surrendered. Amanda joined her mouth beside Kelsey's, and as they both sucked on the head, I saw Amanda swallow all the jizz I had dumped in her mouth. She proceeded to roughly suck my cockhead, making sure she had gotten absolutely every last drop of my cum. I moaned deliriously as she finally let her mouth slide off my pole with the naughtiest sounding slurp I had ever heard. Kelsey licked around my cockhead a few more times, before also finally releasing it. "Mmmm that was so fucking yummy!" Amanda exclaimed, a huge, happy smile on her face. I laughed feebly, utterly worn out by my powerful orgasm. "Yes, it was," Kelsey agreed. "You told me his cum tasted good, but you didn't tell me it was this delicious!" Amanda winked at her friend and lover as she put her hand behind Kelsey's neck and pulled her close for a soft, sensual kiss, their tongues coiling around each other in an intricate dance. When they broke up, they put their cheeks against each other and gave me a happy, combined grin. "Where did you two learn to suck cock so well?" I asked, my breath coming out in short gasps as I tried to calm down a little. "You've both never done it, right?" "I have," Amanda said calmly. "Once. Though it's not something I'm proud of." "Wasn't it with Todd Stevens?" Kelsey asked, her face pulled in a grimace. I gave Amanda a curious glance. Todd Stevens was one of our school's athletic heroes, the center fielder of our baseball team, and an almost surefire lock to be drafted by the Major Leagues next summer. "I get the idea you're not a huge Todd fan, Amanda?" I asked. "No, I'm not," she said darkly. "He's an asshole and a giant douchebag." "What happened?" "He and I went on a few dates, before Kelsey and I were seeing each other. At the end of the second date, he got pushy, wanting me to suck his cock. I didn't want to, but I finally agreed because I was worried he was just going to dump me somewhere, and I didn't have enough money for a cab; he'd only brought ten bucks, so I'd had to pay for my own dinner." "That cheap asshole!" Kelsey said with a dark scowl. "Yeah. Anyways, I sucked him off, and he kept telling me how he was going to flood my mouth with his cum and how I was going to love it, like he had the world's yummiest treat waiting for me. When he finally did cum, it tasted horrible, like vinegar mixed with salt licorice or something!" Amanda grimaced as she shuddered in disgust at the memory. "So I gagged and pulled his cock away from me, and a few more spurts dribbled onto his car seat. He got really pissed, yelling that it was his dad's car and now it had stains on it and such. I got angry too and told him to take me home. He never talked to me again." "Wow, what a fucking dipshit!" I said. "That's not all, though. The next day I found out that he'd told his buddies that I was a giant cock-tease and terrible at sucking dick." I clenched my jaw in anger as I looked at Amanda. I felt an overwhelming urge to go have a little chat with Todd, regarding the proper way to treat a goddess like her. I imagined that chat would involve my foot connecting with his balls several times. "Tell him what you did, though," Kelsey grinned. "I told basically everyone in school that the reason I didn't suck Todd's dick very well is because it's hard to get excited about a cock in your mouth if that cock tastes like a piece of old, moldy swiss cheese, and his balls smell like a month old jockstrap!" Amanda grinned. I burst out in laughter, and the girls happily joined in. Todd would have had a hard time getting any girl excited about the prospect of sucking him off after being destroyed like that, much less a goddess like Amanda. "That still doesn't explain why you're so good at it though? Sucking cock I mean," I asked. "Especially you, Kel. You've never sucked a guy off before, right?" Kelsey blushed a little. "Stacey and Carynne have made us practice on bananas." I glanced at both girls, going from face to face. "You mean you just grabbed a banana and pretended to suck it?" "Well, not exactly," Amanda said, also blushing. "Stacey loves to put a banana in her pussy, then have us use our mouths to move it around until she cums," my sister said, her breathing sounding a little excited. "Oh God, you're kidding?" I gasped, utterly stunned. "No," Amanda said, shaking her head with a small grin. "Stacey's taught us pretty much everything we know about sex, to be honest. How to eat pussy, how to finger girls, how to use toys ... she's a very good and eager teacher." "That's ... I ... oh God," I sighed, unable to get the words out. "I'm glad you like it," Amanda giggled. "Now how about you, where have you learned to eat pussy like that?" "I don't really know," I said. "I just do what I think would be fun." "Yeah right," Kelsey snorted. "Everything he knows he's probably learned from the huge amount of porn he watches!" "What? How the hell do you know that?" I gasped at my little sister. "You're not very inventive at hiding your porn stash on your computer, Damon. I found it within days of you having started it," Kelsey smirked. "How are you getting onto my computer? You don't know my password!" I said, actually hoping it was true. "I don't have to," Kelsey grinned."Remember that I was the one who set it up for you? Well, I just reset the administrator account to a password that only I knew, so whenever I need to be on your computer I use it to log on, and then I can do whatever I want!" I stared at my sister in shock as she grinned at me. "You're invading my privacy!" I muttered after a few moments, though I was finding it very hard not to laugh. "Yeah? Well, you've been invading my mouth, so I'd say we're even," my sister giggled. Amanda laughed at our banter, then crawled closer to me, gently rubbing her hand across my chest. "So you like porn, hmm?" I blushed furiously as I gazed into her beautiful eyes, seeing them sparkle with mirth. "Yeah, I do." "I want to watch some together with you sometime, okay?" she asked, totally unexpectedly. "What, are you sure?" "Yes, of course I'm sure. What, because I'm a girl, I can't get horny from watching hot girls fuck?" "So you want to watch girls do it then?" "Don't play so innocent. We know that's what the large majority of your porn stash consists of," Kelsey grinned. "We?" I asked suspiciously, looking at Amanda who had the good grace to blush guiltily. "Your sister has showed me your porn collection a few times," she said shyly. "Did you two ... did you ... do each other? While you watched?" I gasped. "Yes, we did," Kelsey grinned, coming up behind her friend and grabbing Amanda's awesome tits. "We fingered each other crazy in your bedroom!" she giggled. Amanda turned her head, and the two wonderful sluts started kissing each other again. "God, you two are going to be the death of me!" I moaned in what I assumed sounded like a pathetic, broken voice. "Oh, whatever!" Kelsey snickered as she broke their kiss. "I know you've jerked off to porn like half a dozen times in a single night before, so don't give us your 'poor exhausted me' sob story!" "How the fuck do you know about that?" I exclaimed, dismayed that apparently all my secrets, or what I had thought were secrets, were being poured out in the open. "You're not exactly quiet when you do that," my sister grinned wickedly. "Shit," I muttered, feeling myself blush. "Does hearing him jerk off make you horny, Kel?" Amanda asked, her face showing how much she was loving all of this. "Yes, it does," Kelsey groaned. "I've fingerfucked myself a few times when I heard him go at it!" I just stared at my sister in amazement, all words fleeing my mind. "Now you don't have to just listen to him anymore," Amanda grinned. "You can just barge in there and fuck his brains out." "I can't wait," Kelsey said hungrily. "Any chance you can go again, Damon?" I shook my head weakly. While I was usually able to go multiple times, my orgasm had been so hard that the mere thought of something touching my cock made it twitch in agony. "Not right now, honey. I'm sorry. I'm gonna need a little bit." "Looks like we sucked you completely dry," Amanda said proudly. "You did," I said softly. "I'm totally wiped out." "So, I was kinda wondering, does this mean we're boyfriend and girlfriend now?" she teased. "I think it does, yes." I laughed. "Yay, I have a boyfriend!" Amanda giggled. "Well, you both fit together quite nicely," my sister said teasingly. "You're both sluts!" Amanda gave my sister a disbelieving look, then slapped her hand on Kelsey's firm ass. "Mind your manners now, little brat!" "Yes Amanda," Kelsey said with a cute giggle, her face showing she didn't mean it one bit. Amanda turned back to me and smiled. "Thank you so much, Damon." "For what? For you two giving me the best sex of my entire life?" "No. Well, that too, but I mean for telling me what to do and such. I loved it." "Did you really?" I asked, a bit concerned. "I wasn't sure if you would." "God, yes!" she moaned. "You were fantastic." "It'll be fun to have both of you in charge of me," Kelsey said with a cute little smirk. "Yes, it will," Amanda said. "And you better watch yourself around us, you little tease, otherwise you'll be in for a whole lot of trouble." "Mmmm, I can't wait!" Kelsey giggled, and we all burst into laughter. ------- We finally got ourselves cleaned up and dressed, though we were a little surprised to find that sixth hour had already passed. We were most likely in trouble for missing it, but none of us really cared all that much. My seventh hour teacher didn't care much for me being late, but I shrugged and said I hadn't felt that well. Throughout his class I daydreamed of the ridiculously sexy girls that were practically dominating my life. I couldn't wait to have sex with them again, either in the bathroom again, or maybe at our house. I also couldn't wait to finally fuck Amanda, but I knew that she'd want it to be at least somewhat special; a bathroom at school of course did not fit that motto. Hopefully I could get her over to our house, and into my bed, really soon. Once school was finally over, I went to the parking lot to find the two girls talking to Stacey, standing behind the tall blonde's Toyota. Stacey got a delighted grin on her face as she saw me walk up. "Hey stud, how was lunch?" she asked pointedly. I blushed fiercely, to the delight of all three of them. "Did you tell her?" I asked Amanda. "She had pretty much guessed already." Amanda shrugged. "Yeah, it's not really a secret that you two are fooling around," Kelsey grinned. I gave my sister a puzzled look and thought I saw her give me an almost imperceptible shake of her head in return. I took that to mean that Stacey didn't know about me fucking my sister, so I didn't bring it up. "Mmmm, you're a lucky girl, Amanda," Stacey said, giving me a longing stare. "And you're very lucky too, handsome." I nodded. "Believe me, I know how ridiculously lucky I am," I said while smiling at Amanda. She blushed prettily and gave me a kiss on my cheek. Stacey glanced at her watch and sighed. "Enough fun girls, it's time for practice." Both Amanda and Kelsey nodded, putting their school stuff in Stacey's car, then grabbing their sports bags—which I presumed held their cheerleader outfits—and slinging them over their shoulders. "Are you going to come watch us, Damon?" Amanda asked hopefully. "I can't, babe, I'm sorry," I said with a sigh. "I have swim practice." "Awww!" she pouted. "Will I see you tonight?" "I can't, I have to help my mom bake pies for our bake sale tomorrow. Unless you want to come over to my house?" "I'd love to, but I'm still grounded," I grumbled. She nodded sadly as she came over and locked her hands behind my head, pulling me down for a deep, long kiss. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow then?" "Absolutely, I can't wait," I said, my heart in my voice. "I had an amazing time today. Thank you again." "No way. Thank you!" "Hey, what about me?" my sister chirped from beside us. We both turned to her and gave her a smile. "Thank you too, brat," I said teasingly. Kelsey stuck her tongue out at me, then giggled. She glanced over her shoulder, saw that Stacey was rummaging around in her trunk, then quickly got up on her tippy toes and kissed me too, her tongue flashing in my mouth. "I will definitely see you tonight!" she breathed eagerly. I grinned in return as I nodded. "Fuck, now I'm going to be horny all throughout practice just thinking about your cock," my sister whispered with a longing sigh. "Bye Damon," Amanda said. "I'll miss you." "I'll miss you too, honey," I said earnestly. My cock already missed her. Stacey locked her car, and the three girls walked off, waving at me as they left. I stared at them for a long time, my gaze locked on those three amazing asses, until they finally took a corner and vanished from my view. "It really wouldn't surprise me if I just woke up now," I said to myself. How a guy like me got to fuck two of the hottest girls in school was beyond me, and I kept thanking my lucky stars as I looked around for Brian's car. ------- "You seemed a little distracted today, D?" Brian asked as we drove towards my home. Swim practice had been fairly standard, nothing too strenuous, though I had refrained from doing any dives off the starting block because of my broken beak. Our coach had glanced at it for a few seconds, said I was still as ugly as ever, then told me to not expect any leniency with regards to the diving thing at the State semis. We had done our routine laps for stamina training and sprint training, then called it a day. The four of us had talked for a few minutes after we'd gotten dressed, mostly reliving Saturday's events, and I'd again thanked my buddies for coming to my rescue. They'd shrugged it off and said we should have another party like that soon. Daryll said he'd try to hook it up, then we all left. Brian offered me a ride home, which I gratefully accepted. "Yeah, some crazy things have been happening," I said with a grin. "Like what?" "You remember Amanda?" "Of course." "She and I, eh ... got quite a bit closer today." "What do you mean? Did you fuck her?" I sighed. The sex we'd had earlier had been absolutely mind blowing, and it was by far the best I'd ever had in my life. Yet somehow it seemed to my buddies that only fucking ever counted for anything. "No, I didn't fuck her, but we did have an amazing time together," I said curtly. "You sly motherfucker," Brian grinned. "What all did she do to you?" "I'm not going to talk about her like that, Brian" I said firmly. "Oh, sounds like someone is in love!" I shrugged, feeling myself blush a little. Brian was quiet for a few seconds, then he turned his head towards me. "You really are in love, aren't you?" "Maybe," I said softly. He chuckled and clapped me on the shoulder. "That's good, man. She seems like a wonderful girl." "She is." I nodded. "So why are you so distracted then? I'm assuming that if you two did some dirty things today, her feelings for you are similar, right?" "Probably." "Then what's the problem?" I agonized for a few moments. I wanted to tell him about Kelsey, but I had no idea how he'd take it. He had three sisters, one of them right around Kelsey's age. It seemed pretty likely that he'd be completely disgusted by what Kelsey and I were doing, and I didn't want to ruin our friendship. On the other hand, I felt I really needed to have some people in my life who knew about all the crazy shit I was doing, so that I'd have someone to talk to. Of course, I could always go talk to Katie again, but I was worried that Amanda wouldn't remain as understanding as she had been. "D?" Brian asked after I didn't say anything for awhile. "It's nothing, really. I'm just amazed that she's interested in me." I shrugged. It wasn't a complete lie, since I did have a hard time believing Amanda was so into me, but it wasn't the complete truth either. "It's not Katie, is it?" I turned my head towards him, frowning. "What do you mean?" "Are you interested in Katie as well? Is that why you're out of it?" "No, that's not it." "If you are, D, just tell me, alright? You don't have to hide it for my sake." "Brian," I said deliberately. "I'm not interested in Katie, okay? She's a great girl, but I want Amanda." "Alright, man, just checking," he said, sounding a little relieved. "Are you interested in Katie?" I asked, flipping the question around. He shrugged. "Maybe. She's a fucking tiger in the sack. That always gets my attention." I grinned and shook my head. "You've got a simple way of looking at things, don't you?" He laughed. "Look kid, life is hard enough without turning everything into this big fucking production, you know? If a girl is hot, fuck her. If she's good at fucking, stick with her for awhile, see what happens. If she turns out to be crazy, or if she's no good at fucking, find someone else to bang." "How much is it worth to you for me to not tell Katie about this little life lesson of yours?" I joked. He grinned. "Go ahead and tell her. She's the one who taught it to me!" My mouth dropped open. "No way?" "Yup. She fucked all four of us on Saturday, decided she liked you and me the best, and she went from there. That lead to our little adventure in the kitchen on Sunday, where, I'm afraid to say, I definitely outclassed you in her mind. Then she agreed to date me. To be honest, I like her uncomplicated way of looking at life." I shook my head in disbelief, but couldn't help grinning. Even without talking to her, Katie's ideas about life had again settled the argument for me. Kelsey was hot and was absolutely blowing my mind sexually, so I was going to enjoy it as much as I could. "Thanks man," I said. "For what?" he asked, looking confused. "You settled my whole dilemma." "I did?" "Yeah. I'm good now." "So are you gonna tell me what that dilemma was about then?" "Nah, there's no point. It's settled now," I grinned. "Asshole!" He laughed. ------- After Brian dropped me off at home, I was extremely restless; I couldn't wait for my sister to get home, so I could get my hands on her again. In my mind I was slowly stripping off her sexy cheerleader costume, then putting her against the wall and slamming my cock into her from behind. Even though I knew we wouldn't actually be fucking, since Amanda still had to mount me first, it definitely was a very pleasurable thought. I had long since fully recovered from our fun in the bathroom at school, and I was horny as fuck. I was almost desperate to cum in my hot little sister's mouth, as well as all over her face. When I heard the kitchen door open, I ran towards it with my face set in a huge grin. That grin died fairly quickly when instead of my sister it was my dad who came inside. "Hey Damon," he said, nodding at me in greeting. "Oh, hey Dad," I said forlornly. "Do you have the night off?" "Yeah, finally. I thought I was going to have to work the night shift for the rest of my life!" he said with a laugh. It was all I could do to give him a weak little laugh in return. Kelsey was also less than thrilled to return home, obviously horny, and find Dad there. Matters got even worse when Mom came home less than half an hour later. Kel and I looked at each other and sighed; it seemed pretty obvious we couldn't really play. "We'll make up for it tomorrow," she grinned naughtily. I had the horniest, wettest dreams of my entire life that night, and they all revolved around Kelsey and Amanda fucking me to pieces. ------- Chapter 8 I was having a wonderful dream involving Kelsey and Amanda sucking my cock when someone jumped right on top of me. I sat up with a startled snort, looking around in confusion while rapidly blinking my eyes to try to clear them. "Wakey wakey!" Kelsey grinned, giving me a quick kiss. She was wearing a small pair of white, lacy panties and a deliciously skimpy, cut-off T-shirt that managed to cover her boobs and not very much else of her sexy body. "Damn it, sis, you scared the crap out of me!" I said breathlessly, my heart pounding in my chest. "What time is it?" "It's about 7:20," she said brightly. "What?" I exclaimed, a bit puzzled. "Why didn't you wake me earlier, so we could fool around?" I felt a sharp sting of disappointment rush through me. I'd been really wanting a repeat performance with Kelsey, but we only had about fifteen minutes before we had to leave for school. "Because," my sister said with a wicked little grin, "Amanda and I have something special in store for you tonight, so we need you to keep your energy up." "Really? What?" "I'm not gonna tell ya!" my sister said in a sing-song voice. "Why not?" I complained. "Because it's a surprise, and because I want you to be thinking about what we might do to you, so you'll be bursting at the seams with cum," she breathed hotly, licking her lips. "I'm bursting at the seams right now!" I grumbled, pulling my blankets away and showing her my impressive looking bulge. "Wow, you're hard as a rock," my sister whispered. She teasingly rubbed her hand over my shaft, cupping my balls. "Are your balls really full of cum?" "Yes," I groaned. "Do you want to empty them all over me? All over my face and my hot little body?" "Yes!" "I loved it when you came on my face, Damon. It was so hot to have your cum just splattering against my lips and over my tongue!" Kelsey moaned, her tight body squirming as her hand stroked my cock. "I want to do that again, Kel. I want to cum on your face!" "Mmmm, yes. I can't wait to feel that hot, sticky load splatter all over me! And I want your whole load this time, not just part of it. I also want you to fuck me. I want to feel that big, hard cock plow into my little cunt until I squeal!" she hissed. I shuddered with lust and reached out for her, grabbing her arms and pulling her against me. Our mouths met in a hungry kiss, our tongues flashing before our lips were even touching. I moaned into her mouth as I felt her tongue slide along my teeth, wrestling with mine for space. Her hand was excitedly jacking on my shaft, and I was overwhelmed by my desire to fuck her, to nail her until she couldn't cum anymore. "I want you!" I growled. "I want you too," Kelsey moaned softly. She slowly lay down on my bed, stretching her gorgeous body for my benefit while her cum-begging eyes stared holes into me. I leaned over on top of her, and my hand was reaching for her sexy panties when she suddenly slapped it away. "What are you doing?" she asked, trying hard not to grin. "What? You just said you wanted me?" I stammered, totally confused. "I do want you! Tonight!" Before I could say anything, she rolled to her right, falling off my bed. She nimbly rolled over her shoulder across the floor, then scampered away like the little imp she was, her laughter trailing behind her as she flitted out of my bedroom door. I'd been had! "I'm gonna get you for this, brat!" I yelled as I scrambled off my bed and gave chase. Her giggles preceded me as we both stormed down the stairs. I was unable to catch up with the nimble little minx before she found safety in the kitchen, hiding behind Mom. "Will you two please hurry up and get ready?" Mom said, sounding exasperated. "And for the love of God, Kelsey Alicia Richards, put some clothes on!" I pointed my finger at my sister menacingly, giving her a fearsome scowl, then I slowly turned away and went back upstairs. I heard a little giggle behind me and looked over my shoulder, seeing Kelsey standing at the bottom of the stairs, ready to flee at the slightest hint of danger. "I am so getting you back for this," I whispered intently as I reached the top of the stairs. "Mmmm, yummy!" she giggled. "I can't wait." Finally my charade broke, and I burst into laughter, motioning for her to come upstairs. She quickly ran up the steps and jumped into my arms, squealing happily as I hugged her. "It's not nice to do that to your poor brother, you little tease," I berated her even as she locked her legs around my hips and her arms around my neck. "Even if I make my brother cum so hard tonight he's going to pass out?" she whispered, a wicked grin on her beautiful face. "What are you planning?" I asked, both exasperated and curious as hell at the same time. "You'll find out. But trust me, you'll love it!" Kelsey said, winking at me before leaning in for another kiss. I sighed softly as I felt her lips melt against mine. Her body felt amazingly warm against me, and I stumbled until my back hit the wall. If it wasn't for the fact that Mom was waiting for us, I'd have taken Kelsey to my bed and fucked her right there and then, and to hell with everything else in the world. Kelsey fervently kissed me, sucking each of my lips between hers in turn and gently biting on them. I had my hands under her ass to hold her up, and I squeezed her marvelous bubble butt, causing her to groan. "Are you two ready yet?" Mom yelled from downstairs, and I quickly lowered Kelsey back to the floor. I nervously peeked over the railing of the stairway, but I fortunately didn't see Mom anywhere; the last thing Kelsey and I needed was for her to catch us making out. I ran back into my bedroom and quickly got dressed, grabbing whatever was on top of the pile again, which amounted to the same pair of jeans—since I'd just thrown it on top before I went to bed—and a thin, black sweater. Being marginally presentable I went downstairs and smiled at Mom, who returned my smile with one of her own. Her eyes were constantly moving back to the staircase to see if Kel had come down yet. "You look nice, Damon," she said. "Thanks Mom," I said appreciatively. "Why were the two of you running around almost naked?" she asked, her face carefully kept neutral. "Eh, she threw a wet towel on me to wake me up," I lied. "I wanted to get back at the little brat for that." "That girl..." Mom sighed, shaking her head. If you only knew, Mom, I thought to myself quite happily. If you only knew. ------- "Mommy?" Kelsey asked sweetly from the back of the car, while Mom was hurriedly driving us to school. My sister had taken her sweet time making it downstairs, to my mom's aggravation, but I had to admit that her outfit looked awesome. She'd chosen a blue and black turtleneck sweater which was distractingly tight against her wonderful breasts, making them stand out enticingly. To go along with it, she was wearing a black, flippy skirt that came to within a few inches of her knees, matched with an expensive looking pair of black shoes. She'd done up her hair in an elaborate ponytail which playfully fell down to her shoulders. All in all she just looked plain fabulous, and her smile of appreciation when I'd told her so had tied my stomach in knots. "Yes honey?" Mom asked, gazing at her daughter in the rear-view mirror. "Can Damon come to watch me cheer tonight?" "You know he's grounded, sweetie," Mom said, shaking her head. I threw Kelsey a confused glance over my shoulder. She shook her head at me, holding her finger in front of her lips. "I know, but I really want him to be there! Please?" she pleaded in her perfect little-girl voice. She had used that voice to get what she wanted hundreds of times over the previous eight years or so. "Being grounded means you can't go out and do anything fun, honey, you know that." "Awww Mommy! How much fun is he really going to have watching us airheads prance around?" Kelsey giggled. I threw Mom an annoyed glance, and she blushed a little. "You actually went ahead and told her I said that?" I asked incredulously. Mom nodded, the corner of her lip upturned in a small grin. "Thanks!" I grumbled. "Please Mommy?" Kelsey asked again, her voice catching a little as if she was on the verge of tears. "You're not going to be able to make it, and I really like it when someone is there to encourage me. Please?" I shook my head slightly; it always amazed me just how well my sister could act. I had no doubt whatsoever that this entire show of hers was just that: an act. I also already knew how it was going to end. Mom was quiet for a few moments, then she looked at me. "Do you want to go?" I shrugged a little, pretending not to care completely for her benefit. "It beats sitting at home, I guess." "Well, you sure sound terribly excited. Okay, honey, your brother can go tonight." "Yay! Thank you so much, Mommy! I love you!" Kelsey cheered, leaning forward and hugging Mom from behind the seat. "I do need to drive, dear," Mom said primly, fending off her daughter's hands while trying to keep us on the road. "Sorry!" Kelsey giggled. I threw her another glance, and she flashed me a very satisfied smile. That sweet little-girl act of hers still worked like a charm. As it always had. "Stacey is driving you girls tonight, right?" Mom asked. Kelsey nodded. "Yes, she is. She'll take us home too." "Can she give your brother a ride too?" "Of course, she won't mind. She likes Damon anyways," my sister grinned. Mom threw me a curious look, which I studiously ignored while trying to keep from blushing. "Okay sweetie. Good luck tonight," Mom said finally as she turned her attention back to the road, pulling into the school parking lot. "Thank you, Mommy!" Mom just nodded as she pulled up to the sidewalk, where we got out. She waved a quick goodbye, then drove off, leaving my sister and I standing in front of the school. "So what was with all the 'Mommy this, Mommy that' stuff?" I asked my sister as we both started walking towards the main building amidst the hundreds of other high school kids. Kelsey shrugged, her attention focused on her cellphone as she texted someone. "She really likes it when I call her Mommy, rather than Mom. I guess it doesn't make me seem so grown up in her mind or something. I always call her Mommy when I want something from her." "Huh ... maybe I should try that sometime." "Don't you dare!" Kelsey said, looking up with a wide grin. "You'll just ruin it for me. It's my shtick, get your own!" Her phone bleeped, and she quickly read the new message. "Who are you texting?" "None of your business." "Is it a new boyfriend?" She rolled her eyes in that maddeningly perfect way of hers. "If you must know, I'm asking Stacey if you can catch a ride with her later." Before I could answer, a small shape came flying at me out of nowhere, and I yelped in surprise as I suddenly found myself with two arms full of stunningly beautiful blonde. I let out a small whuff of surprise, then Amanda's mouth firmly locked itself against mine, her kiss setting fire to my soul. I groaned as I looked at her while I had her in my arms. She was dressed a little more demurely than Kelsey, having chosen a pair of khaki capris that hugged her hips tightly, along with a navy sweater that left just a hint of her wonderful tummy bare, and a pair of white sneakers. She'd let her golden blonde hair fan down loosely across her back, and it almost glittered in the bright sunlight. "Hey handsome," she said with a big smile when we finally broke our kiss. "Hey gorgeous," I replied happily as I gently let her down. "I missed you." "Awww, I missed you too. I'm so happy to see you again!" "Hey!" Kelsey squeaked indignantly, planting her fists on her hips. "What am I, just part of the scenery?" "Sorry baby," Amanda said quickly, leaning over and giving Kelsey a big hug and—when no one near us was watching—a quick, firm kiss. "I missed you too." "Good," my sister said happily. "Did you jump him this morning?" Amanda asked slyly. "Sort of," Kelsey giggled. Amanda raised her eyebrows at me, apparently not comprehending. "She woke me up and got me hard, then she ran away just as things were about to get interesting, saying I had to wait until tonight. The little teasing brat!" I said wryly. "That's not very nice, Kelsey," Amanda grinned. "No, but imagine how hard he'll punish me for it later!" Kelsey said excitedly. Amanda burst into laughter, giving her lover another hug. "So what is this thing you've got planned for tonight?" I asked Amanda. "You'll see," she said with a mysterious grin. "Will I like it?" "Oh yes," she said, nodding fervently. "You're going to love it." "Is that why I have to go to your cheerleading contest?" "Well, sort of, yeah," Kelsey said. "Our plan isn't going to work if you're grounded and sitting at home." "Plus it has to do with our cheerleading too," Amanda chimed in. "Yes, it does." Kelsey nodded. "Besides, you love watching us in our tight uniforms with those short skirts, admit it!" "You're right, I do like that," I grinned. "Though I also really like what you're both wearing now." Both girls gave me beautiful smiles as they modeled their outfits for me, turning this way and that for my benefit. I groaned as I realized that they had dressed just sexy enough to drive me to distraction all day. Then again, it wouldn't surprise me to discover that that had been their plan all along. Amanda gave Kelsey a peck on the cheek. "I love your outfit, baby. It's so stylish, yet playful," she said, while her hand briefly roamed underneath Kelsey's flippy skirt. Kelsey grinned, biting her lower lip. "Do you think it'll drive him crazy to think about me like this?" she asked, nodding in my direction while she also pushed her tits out a little more. I groaned as I watched her sweater curve marvelously. Amanda gave me a wicked grin and nodded. "Oh yes. He'll definitely be thinking about you like this. Especially about how easy it would be for him to pull this skirt onto your hips and just take you from behind." "Oh, come on!" I complained, loudly enough that several students in our immediate vicinity looked over to see what I was bleating about. "You're killing me! You want me to die out here?" "No way," Amanda grinned. "We have plans for you tonight." With that, both girls giggled and turned around, walking towards the main building. I shook my head and followed closely in their footsteps, my cock pushing painfully against my jeans. The bell for first hour rang just as we walked inside. I waved at both of them as they vanished down a separate hallway. "You two behave yourselves now!" I shouted after them. "Don't we always?" Kelsey yelled innocently, causing Amanda to giggle. I shook my head as they disappeared from view, noticing in passing just how many guys were staring at them with a hungry look. Knowing the two of them, they'd probably first go find a bathroom to fuck each other in. The mere thought of that made my cock stagger even more, and I grit my teeth, snarling at it to stay down. It was going to be hard enough to get through the entire day, thinking about what those two delicious girls would do to me, without having a giant steel pipe in my pants. ------- The day proceeded slowly, just like every other school day, and I was barely able to keep my mind on my classes at all. I kept imagining what both girls would do to me later. I hoped it involved both of them, as well as lots and lots of fucking. My desire to actually fuck both of them was driving me completely nuts. Coach Walters had apparently done a good job of scaring Jeff and his buddies into leaving me and my sister alone, because I barely caught a glimpse of them all day. The one time I did see him, he quickly turned around and walked into a bathroom. Unfortunately I didn't catch many glimpses of the girls either, at least not until fourth hour when we were in Biology together. Throughout the class I couldn't keep my eyes from roaming over to Amanda and my sister, who were sitting next to each other. They were doing their best to tease me when I looked over at them, from sucking on pens and fingers to wetly licking their lips. One time Kelsey even grabbed Amanda's breasts and squeezed them through her sweater. My look of shock just made both of them giggle. The teacher finally threatened to give me ASD if I didn't stop gawking around, and I reluctantly focused on the blackboard, though every single thing on it might as well have been written in Klingon for all I was able to follow it. My mind was utterly flooded with images of the two goddesses. Most of those images were of them gloriously naked. When the hour finally ended, both girls gave me wicked grins as they filed out of the classroom, winking at me before merging with the great swarm of kids that traveled the hallways like locusts. I didn't see or hear from them again until I got a text from my sister just before sixth hour, telling me to meet her in the rear parking lot after school. Once the final bell rang, I quickly hurried outside. I saw Stacey and Kelsey standing together in the bright sunshine, and as I walked over to them, Amanda quickly caught up to me. "Hey!" she smiled widely, hugging me. "Hey beautiful," I said happily, engulfing her slender frame in my arms. "Are you excited for tonight?" "Fuck yes!" "Mmmm, good. I hope your balls are really full," she said sensually, reaching out with her hand and cupping them through my pants. "Jesus, Amanda, we're in the middle of the parking lot!" I gasped. "People might see us!" "So what? Let them watch, it'll just make them jealous," she grinned. "Do you know how many rumors are going around about us? We seem to be the hottest new couple!" I sighed. "Great." She gave me a sly smile. "You don't like it?" "Do you?" She shrugged. "It sure beats not being noticed at all. I kind of like being the center of attention." "No, really?" I teased her. "Hey now!" she complained, pursing her lips into a perfect pout that would have put Jessica Alba's to shame. "How did us being together become such common news?" I asked. "One of the girls from our squad has blabbed about it, I'm sure," Amanda said with a shrug as we came up to Kelsey and Stacey. "Hi guys," Amanda said brightly to her friends. "Hey baby," Stacey said. "Ready for tonight?" She was wearing a burgundy dress that bordered on being too short to be allowed for even our school's fairly relaxed dress code. She looked fabulous. "Oh yeah!" Amanda giggled, throwing a naughty glance my way. "What the hell are you girls planning?" I asked in exasperation, as Amanda hugged my sister and gave her a quick kiss. "You'll find out," Stacey said, winking at me. I sighed and threw up my hands in surrender. Mikaela and Carynne joined us after a few minutes. The girls talked for a short while, trying to come up with a plan. The competition didn't start until seven, leaving us with a few hours to kill. Mikaela and Amanda both said they were hungry, so Stacey suggested we go to a quiet grill just off the Interstate for some early dinner. The girls all readily agreed, and all six of us piled into Stacey's 4Runner. "You know, with Damon coming along with us now, this is the first time I've felt that your car might actually be a bit small, Stacey," my sister remarked from the back seat. I turned around to look at her, and I grinned at the four girls. Though they were slender and pretty small, they were still squeezed in fairly tightly. My mouth watered as an image of me sitting between the girls popped into my mind. I moaned inwardly as I imagined sliding my hands across those sexy legs, underneath Kelsey's skirt ... I felt myself begin to flush badly, and I turned back around with a shiver of repressed desire. "If my car's too small, you should buy me a new one for my birthday," Stacey said with a little laugh, her eyes glancing briefly into the rear view mirror. "It's not your birthday for another seven months!" Kelsey complained. "Okay, then buy me one because I'm pretty, and you love me!" "Will you give me money to buy you a new car?" my sister giggled. "Sure baby. But for that big a gift, you've got to be a really naughty girl," Stacey purred. All the girls in the back laughed loudly while I gave Stacey a curious look. I wondered what she'd meant by that. ------- We got a booth near the back of the restaurant, with Amanda, Kelsey and I sitting on one side while Carynne, Stacey and Mikaela got the other side. The waiter, some mouth-breather who was barely older than we were, had trouble keeping his eyes in their sockets when he saw five gorgeous girls sitting in his section. Both Carynne and Stacey flirted with him a little as they ordered their drinks; iced teas in their case while the other girls and I all ordered water. As he walked off, everyone started browsing the menu. "I would have thought you girls wouldn't eat before a contest?" I asked curiously. "Nothing heavy, usually just a salad or so," Amanda replied from my left. "In my case, if I don't eat anything at all I start feeling faint by the end of the routine." The other girls nodded their agreement. "Do you eat at all before you swim, Damon?" Carynne asked. "Not right before, no," I said. "The last thing I want is something heavy in my stomach while I'm trying to swim fast. But I definitely load up the night before." "When's your next meet again?" my sister asked from my right—I assumed more for her friends' benefit than because she didn't know. "State semi-finals this Saturday, then State Championships next week. That's the big one. It'll decide who gets to go to Nationals." "Cool! We should all go and cheer for you!" Amanda said enthusiastically, giving her friends an imploring look. Stacey looked around with her eyebrows raised, seeing the other girls smile and nod. "Okay, that sounds like fun. We might be the first cheerleaders ever to cheer at a swim contest, so we should wear something hot. I definitely want to make an impression." Kelsey smiled at her friend. "Do you have something in mind?" "Uh-huh. Do you remember that little red and white outfit we saw at Stars?" "The crop top and the micro?" "Yeah. What do you think?" Kelsey grinned and licked her lips. "I think if my brother sees us in that, he'll get so distracted he'll drown!" "Tell me more about these outfits!" I breathed while Amanda giggled loudly. The other girls were all grinning at me. "Well, it's an All-Star cheerleader uniform, so it's a little flashier and a little sexier than a normal one because there's no dress code involved," Kelsey explained. I nodded and waited for her to continue. "That one shows quite a lot of skin. The skirt is very short; it's almost like the one Amanda wore on Saturday." I winked at Amanda, and she laughed prettily. "He really liked that skirt, so I know he'll love these ones too," she grinned. I blushed a little, to the delight of the girls. "And then it's a crop top, you know, the ones that come to just below a girl's breasts, leaving her tummy bare," Kelsey said. I shivered at the mere thought of seeing all the girls in short, tight tops. Amanda leaned against me, and her hand searched out my cock underneath the table, slowly teasing it. I smiled as I looked over at her, my eyes almost automatically drawn to her curves in her sweater. The thought of seeing them in a crop top was very satisfying. "How about we go buy the outfits tomorrow, so you can show them to him?" Stacey suggested right as Kelsey was about to continue describing the outfit. "Right after school, you mean?" Kelsey asked. "Yeah. I'll drop you guys off home afterwards." The four girls all chirped their approval to Stacey's plan. The waiter came with our drinks, and after placing them in front of everyone he took our orders. I went for the big eighteen ounce sirloin with the loaded baked potato—causing my sister and Amanda to shudder—while the girls satisfied themselves with salads, and Carynne ordered a BLT sandwich. After writing everything down, the waiter took off again, though not before he took his time in checking out the hot cheerleaders. He shot me a very unhappy glare before he turned around and left. "He seems slightly jealous of you," Stacey noted. "I think the whole world would be slightly jealous of me right now," I said dryly. "Don't be silly," Amanda breathed as she leaned against me. "Everyone is jealous of me for getting to sit next to a hunk like you." She softly kissed my cheek, and I immediately got goose bumps all over my body, causing me to shiver. I swept my gaze around the table, seeing all the other girls grinning at me. "You are a lucky boy, Damon, to have that cute blonde pining for you!" Carynne teased. Amanda flashed her a wicked grin, then she stuck her tongue out at her small brunette friend. "You've sure taken on that habit of Kelsey's, baby," Stacey joked. "Hey!" Kelsey protested. She stuck her tongue out at Stacey which caused everyone to laugh heartily. We chatted about meaningless things for awhile until the food was brought out. I felt my mouth water as the massive steak was placed in front of me, and I cut it to check if it'd been done right. The meat was a perfect light red, and I nodded my thanks at the waiter, who again scowled at me. Asshole, I thought. I dug in happily, cutting off huge chunks of the delicious meat and gulping them down. It took me a few seconds to notice the girls on the other side of the table all watching me. "What?" I asked, my mouth half full. "I can't believe anyone can eat so much food!" Mikaela exclaimed. "He has to. He needs to keep his energy level up," Amanda said with a delightful smile. "For you?" Stacey grinned. I glanced over at Amanda, grinning as I saw her blush furiously. Kelsey was giggling loudly at her friend's discomfort. "No!" Amanda said plaintively. "Well, at least not totally. It's for his swimming, he burns a ton of calories!" "I bet that hot body of yours can burn off a ton of his calories in no time," Carynne smirked. "Carynne!" Amanda protested, a little smile on her face as she blushed even harder. Her friends all giggled loudly. I leaned in towards Amanda and gave her a kiss, which she eagerly returned. The girls hooted at us for a few seconds, then they got started on their own meals. Amanda's lips and mine stayed locked for a few more moments, after which I smiled at her as I returned my gaze to my plate. To my surprise, a large corner of my steak had mysteriously vanished. "Who the..." I began, but as soon as I said it I knew who the culprit was. I turned towards my sister, a mock-angry scowl on my face. Kelsey tried her hardest not to giggle as she chewed furiously, her small mouth practically overflowing with the large chunk of beef she'd put in it. "You little thief!" I accused. Kelsey tried to give me a cute, innocent look but failed miserably, her guilt clearly showing. She chewed valiantly for a few more moments until she finally managed to swallow the piece of steak. "Consider that a payment for later," she whispered quietly with a soft grin. I shook my head at her and returned my focus to my plate, just in time to see Amanda's fork take another piece of my steak. "Hey!" I said, chuckling, shaking my head at the cute blonde. "Be glad that's the only beef she made off with," Stacey giggled. Amanda grinned at me as she made a great show of putting the steak in her mouth, moaning delightedly at the taste. "You two are going to starve me!" I pouted. I wrapped my left arm around my plate, carefully guarding my treasure. I ate rapidly amidst a sea of giggles. The girls finished their plates fairly quickly, since they had gotten lunch-sized salads, though Carynne was frowning distastefully at the huge part of her BLT sandwich that she hadn't eaten yet. I was busy polishing off my baked potato and was eyeing that sandwich like it was made out of gold. Amanda was intently staring at Stacey, though it took a few seconds for the taller blonde to notice. When she finally did, Amanda smiled and asked in a hopeful tone, "Can we have cake, Stacey? Please?" My sister started giggling loudly, and Amanda leaned forward a bit so that she could see the little nymph to my right. "What?" my wonderful girlfriend asked, a little indignantly. "You and your cake!" my sister laughed, the other girls all chuckling themselves. "Why is that so funny?" Amanda complained, a cute frown on her face. "What's all this about cake?" I asked, swallowing a huge chunk of my tater, then wiggling my tongue between my teeth to try to dislodge a small piece of steak that was stuck. "Cake is kind of like Amanda's Kryptonite," Stacey grinned. "She's defenseless against it." "Well, cum works fine on her too," Carynne added with an evil grin, causing my beautiful girlfriend to blush fiercely. This seemingly amused Kelsey to no end as she started laughing loudly again. Amanda pouted, and I grabbed my sister's leg underneath the table. I felt my mouth water as I realized that her flippy skirt had ridden up high onto her thighs, and her smooth skin felt wonderful under my hand. I rode my hand all the way up to the softest part of her thigh, then I gently pinched her, causing Kelsey to squawk and jump up a bit. "Stop teasing my girlfriend," I said sternly, though with a goofy smile that hopefully let her know I was kidding. My sister grinned at me for a few seconds, then nodded her agreement. I turned to Amanda who still looked a little pouty, and I wrapped my arm around her shoulder. "How about I buy you a nice piece of cake, beautiful?" I offered. Amanda threw me a golden sunshine smile and kissed me on my cheek. Then she turned to her friends and beamed happily. "He's so sweet!" "So, what am I going to get to see at your contest?" I asked awhile later as I put my empty plate at the edge of the table to join those of the girls, smiling at Amanda at the same time. She was happily digging into her giant piece of chocolate cake. My sister had asked several times if she could have a bite, but every time Amanda had looked at her with a triumphant smile and turned her down flat. "You'll find out. We're not going to spoil the surprise for you now," my sister said with a smile as Stacey spotted the waiter and waved for the check. "We need to make sure he's not sitting anywhere by the judges," Carynne remarked. "Yes. Are we doing the Scorpions towards the back again?" Kelsey asked Stacey. The tall blonde nodded. "Yeah, and the tumbles from side to side. It worked great last week, so we'll be fine if we do it that way, but the best view will be off to either side." "So make sure you sit on the side, Damon," Amanda said, her voice sounding a little excited as she noisily chewed on a huge chunk of her cake. "I don't want you to miss it." "Miss what? And what's a Scorpion?" I asked, still having no clue what they were talking about. "Carynne, show him," Stacey said. "Me? Why me?" the little brunette asked. "Let Kelsey do it." "She can't. She's wearing a short skirt, and I don't want to give the customers here a heart attack. Now scoot!" Stacey said a little authoritatively. She gave the waiter her credit card as he came over with the bill; he stared at it a bit numbly as he walked off, apparently not expecting a gorgeous, teenage girl to carry a Platinum card. Carynne sighed and stood up, nimbly squeezing herself out of the booth. She moved beside the table and leaned forward, then kicked her right leg backwards, bending it at the knee. She reached behind herself and grabbed her foot, then started pulling it up and to the front. I gawked at the incredible balance she displayed as she pulled her foot practically over her head, forming an inverted C. In a way, it did look like a scorpion with its stinger poised over its head. I paid more attention, however, to the maddeningly erotic way her pants were clinging to her pussy. "Do you like it?" Amanda breathed in my ear. "Yes," I whispered. "That's got to be an amazing position to fuck in." "Mmmm, I don't know, I've obviously never tried it. But I'd like to." I turned my head and looked straight in her eyes, seeing the fire burning in them; she was as horny as I was. "Tonight?" I asked. She nodded as she licked her lips, and my cock practically lifted the table off its base. Then Amanda took her plate, with the large portion of cake that was left, and reached around me to hand it to my sister. Kelsey smiled gratefully at her friend and dug in, moaning in appreciation as she stuffed a big piece in her mouth. At the same time, Carynne gently put her leg back to its normal position, then smiled as the customers at the tables around us erupted in applause. She waved at them and quickly climbed back to her seat. "That was awesome." I smiled at the brunette. "Thank you," she said graciously. "You'll like it better during our routine, though." "That move looks awesome in a skirt, doesn't it?" "Yeah. And it will look even better tonight," she grinned. "Speaking of skirts," Stacey said. "I think you girls better go get changed." "What, you mean now?" Kelsey asked, surprised. "You want us to change here?" "Well, you don't have to, but I'm sure you remember the locker rooms at Valley." "Oh yeah, ewww!" my sister shuddered, pulling a face. "Exactly. I think you'll be happier changing here," Stacey said patiently. The girls all nodded and trooped out, with Kelsey taking Stacey's keys so they could go get their bags out of the car. As they left, Stacey smiled at the waiter who was quickly coming over with the receipts. "My friends are going to use your bathroom to change in, if you don't mind?" she asked sweetly. "Uh ... I think..." he stammered. "I would appreciate it very much," she interrupted, signing the receipt with a hundred dollar tip. "Especially if they aren't disturbed." His eyes lit up as soon as he saw the tip, and he nodded eagerly. "I'll make sure nobody bothers them." "Thank you ... David," she said with a sultry smile, reading his name off his tag. "You're welcome, Miss Winterton!" he squawked before practically running off. "He recognized you?" I asked in surprise. She gave me a funny look. "I think he got my name from my credit card, Damon." "Oh, duh!" I grimaced, feeling like a fool. "You know, you're very cute," she grinned. "Thanks," I said dryly. "How much do I owe you for everything, by the way?" Stacey gave me a long, neutral stare. "Come on, Stacey, stop paying for everything!" I said. "At least let me pay for the cake. I offered to buy Amanda a piece of cake, why should you have to pay for it?" She just smiled at me and shook her head, as if I was a child that just didn't get it. "I'm going to leave the money on the table!" I warned as I reached for my wallet. She shrugged. "I don't care. I won't take it, so it'll just go the waiter who's been scowling at you for the last hour." "Damn!" She gave me a sweet smile. "Will you stop worrying about the stupid money for a change?" I tried to come up with something to say, but finally sighed and relented, nodding at the gorgeous blonde. "Alright, you win." "Good. How's your nose, by the way?" "It's okay," I shrugged. "It itches a little, so I guess that means it's slowly healing." "I'm sorry about Kim kicking you in the face. I can't believe she did that." "Why are you sorry? It's not your fault." For a second it seemed that Stacey's face looked a bit pained, then she shrugged. "I can still sympathize." "Thanks." "You know, I warned you about your friends." "What do you mean?" "That they would happily fuck behind your back. I told you all men are scum," she grinned, looking a little smug. "It's not the same!" "Oh really? To me it seems like Jeff saw something he wanted to fuck; it belonged to you, so he fucked it behind your back. Just because it was your girlfriend rather than your sister doesn't really make that much difference, now does it?" "It would have been different if it'd been Kelsey!" I said adamantly. I wouldn't have let him walk away if he'd fucked my sister, I thought grimly. I'd have ripped his fucking head off. "What would have been different if it'd been me?" Kelsey asked from behind me as she walked back up to the table, handing Stacey her keys back. Her bag was slung across her shoulder, the added weight pulling her sweater even more tightly across her tits. I had to struggle not to stare at them. "Jesus, you sure have a gift for showing up at the worst possible time!" I complained, shaking my head. "Shut up, you!" Kelsey giggled as she punched my shoulder with her small fist. "But seriously, what?" "Your brother feels that Jeff fucking Kim behind his back is different than if Jeff had fucked you behind his back, which would somehow have been worse. He seems to think there's different level of scum in men, I guess." "Jeff, fucking me? Ewww!" my sister said disgustedly. She stuck her finger in her mouth and pretended to vomit. "Not even if he had the last cock on Earth!" "What if Damon had the last cock on Earth?" Stacey teased. Kelsey started blushing brightly as she stared at her friend, then without answering she stormed off to the bathroom. "Interesting. Very, very interesting," Stacey said, smiling evilly as she returned her gaze towards me. "I don't know what you're talking about!" I sputtered. "Oh, you're sure getting defensive there, Damon. Is there something going on between you and your hot little sister?" "No, there's not!" "Really?" "Yes, really!" I said, desperately hoping she'd stop asking about it. "Hmmm, I wonder," she grinned. "Shouldn't you go change too?" I hinted bluntly. "I'll change in the car. I'm worried that if I go into the bathroom with them I won't be able to keep my hands off their sexy bodies when they strip naked. I don't want to be late to the contest." "Na-naked?" I groaned as the image of four cheerleaders, completely nude in front of me, embedded itself into my brain. "Yes. We wear special underwear for cheering because normal panties chafe, and they would expose a little too much," she grinned wickedly. "So they have to take their panties off." "God..." "Although, if a girl is careful, she can get away with wearing some fairly sexy things during cheering, you know. Or not wearing them, for that matter," Stacey continued, her voice smoky hot. "What are you saying?" I asked breathlessly. "I'm not saying anything. I'm just saying that if a girl wanted to, she could be really naughty during her performance." "Are you saying I should pay special attention somewhere, later?" "I think you'd be smart to sit off towards the side, like we said. And you should pay real close attention to the flyers when they do their Scorpions," she grinned. I felt my mouth go completely dry at her implication. The girls returned a few minutes later, all dressed in their one-piece cheerleader outfits. The waiter's eyes, already strained at the female beauty that had occupied his section for the past hour, now practically exploded as he gawked at the sexy quartet. Stacey and I got up, and the six of us walked out, the girls waving at the waiter with teasing smiles, while I had the biggest, most obnoxious, shit-eating grin on my face—payback for all the scowls he had given me. His look of utter hatred was a joy to behold. ------- We arrived at Valley about thirty minutes later and went straight to the gym. A few squads had already assembled and were practicing on the mat, but the rest of my sister's team wasn't there yet, so we sat down in the stands, just talking and taking it easy. Amanda took the opportunity to lean against me, putting her head on my chest, and I felt on top of the world as I cuddled with her. After awhile, other squads started showing up, including the rest of our school's, and the girls went down to the floor for final prep. I casually made my way over to the stands on the left side of the hall which were completely empty except for a single emo kid. He gave me an annoyed look as I sat down four rows above him, apparently offended at someone invading 'his' space. Suck it up, dweeb, I thought. If you're lucky, you might get to see something really, really hot. I still wasn't completely sure what the girls were going to do, but I began to have my suspicions, and they were all very pleasant. The contest got underway a little while later, several squads doing their routines to great appreciation of the somewhat small crowd. I didn't really pay any attention to it beyond the usual ogling of the occasional hot cheerleader, my mind and my eyes instead focusing on my sister and Amanda. The huge grins that I'd noticed at their last contest were back, and it seemed both of them couldn't wait to get onto the mat. When their squad's turn finally came up, Amanda, Kelsey and Carynne ran excitedly onto the mat, squealing and jumping with joy. I grinned to myself as I watched them; it was always a pleasure to watch my sister have such fun, and I had a feeling that tonight I would finally learn the reason for their particular exuberance. Kelsey stood closest to my side of the gym, and she peeked over at me, quickly waving at me and throwing me a wonderful smile. Emo kid, of course, thought she was waving at him and he glanced around, presumably to see if anyone was watching him. When he didn't see anyone, apparently having already forgotten about me, he quickly waved back. Sure thing, buddy, I thought to myself. This gorgeous cheerleader gets all giggly over this brooding loner from another school, sitting by himself in the gym in his crappy Goth clothes. Her panties are probably getting damp as she thinks about you! My thoughts were swept away as the music started, the girls starting off with their perfectly synchronized dance routine again. I groaned silently as I watched my sister and her friends shake their tight asses, my mind eagerly conjuring up memories of how that sexy ass felt as I spanked it. My cock was rock hard in my pants as I lusted after my little sibling. Amanda and Kelsey stepped off to the side of the mat, several other teammates on either side of them, all getting ready for the tumbling part. The two friends threw each other a quick glance, grinned, then took off, running and somersaulting their way across the mat. As soon as Kelsey initiated her first tumble, I felt my heart leap into my throat. Unconsciously I leaned forward, as if the two feet of space would make a difference in how well I was able to see, and I squinted my eyes to try to make things out a little more clearly. As my nimble sister spun and jumped around on the mat, my eyes seemed to automatically zoom in on her skirt like a lens. Tantalizingly, I caught glimpse after glimpse of what was underneath that skirt. Or rather, what wasn't underneath it. As Kelsey solidly landed her final double somersault, her grin was practically splitting her face in half, like some of the old South Park characters. Amanda's grin wasn't any less subdued, and I could almost feel both girls' eyes staring at me from across the hall. They quickly ran back to the middle of the floor for some more dancing, then got lined up in their three groups again, Kelsey, Amanda and Carynne—the flyers—surrounded by small groups of the other girls. Effortlessly the three gorgeous girls were hoisted into the air, where they did a few of their poses and led the crowd in a chant. My heart started thundering in my chest like a sledgehammer as I saw them reach behind themselves and grab their legs behind their butts. As if in slow motion, they pulled their legs up to the front until their feet hovered above their heads. Their skirts slid up onto their hips, and finally I got a great sight of what I had suspected earlier: they weren't wearing any underwear! I quickly glanced over to the judges' table, but none of them seemed to have noticed anything; not really surprising, considering that the girls were all as far back on the mat as they could. The crowd, similarly, seemed unaware of the somewhat scandalous thing going on right in front of them. I looked back at the girls and gawked in awe at my sister's magnificent pussy, then switched my gaze to Amanda's. Though I had of course seen, fingered, and licked both of those heavenly slits, it was incredibly exciting to watch them displayed in public like this. I couldn't wait to get to fuck Amanda in that position later, and I knew that I wouldn't be able to resist fucking Kelsey for much longer either, especially given how much she wanted it. The girls slowly lowered their legs, and Kelsey glanced over at me, flashing me a wicked smile. Emo kid seemed to suffer through an epileptic attack as he shuddered visibly, then quickly got up and walked off. His hands were buried in his pants pockets, probably to try to hide the boner he was undoubtedly sporting. Well, looks like my sister is going to indirectly coax another load of cum out of some guy's balls, I grinned to myself. I wondered how many guys had already jerked themselves off thinking of her hot, firm body with its amazing tits and fantastic ass. Probably several hundred, I figured. I couldn't blame them at all; if it wasn't for the hinted promise of getting to fuck the two of them later, I would be sorely tempted to go rub one out thinking of them too. As the flyers were being tossed up into the air to perform their aerial stunts, it seemed they were taking extra effort not to flash anyone in the crowd in front of them, their hands keeping their skirts close to their legs; there were at least a dozen people with video cameras, and a frame by frame replay would of course easily find those hot, exposed slits. Finally the three were let down again, and each girl jumped to her finishing pose as the squad let out their "Tigers Roar!" yell. The crowd went ballistic, thunderously applauding the fantastic routine. Kelsey, Amanda and Carynne were squealing, their cheeks a little red as they hugged each other. Stacey came over and gave each girl a kiss on the cheek, squeezing my sister's ass quickly when she came to Kelsey. I sat in amazement, completely stunned by how daring the girls were, yet absolutely loving it at the same time. A few more squads performed after my sister's, then it was another interminable wait for the jury to make up their minds as to who had won. Kelsey and her friends erupted in joyous screams when they were declared the winners, hugging, jumping and dancing all around each other. I quickly got out of the stands and ran onto the floor, racing over to the two girls who were completely turning my world upside down. Amanda saw me first, running over to me and launching herself into my arms, her tongue finding its way into my mouth without any problem. I moaned as I kissed her, tightly squeezing her against me. "Don't lift me up too high, or people will see," she whispered teasingly in my ear. "I thought you wanted people to see?" I grinned. "Just certain people. Not everyone," she giggled. I chuckled as I let her down, my cock grinding through my jeans against her tummy. My sister walked up and hugged us, and Amanda and I both draped an arm around her. "Did you like that?" Kelsey asked hotly, her eyes flashing at me. "Fuck yes!" I moaned. "You ... little sluts!" Kelsey giggled as she kissed me on the cheek. I had to suppress the urge to grab her face and ravage her mouth with my tongue. "Is this why you were grinning so wildly last week?" I asked. "You didn't have any underwear on then either?" "Uh-huh." My sister nodded. "Not that I don't love it, but why do you do it?" I asked curiously. Amanda shrugged. "Mostly because it's naughty, and we love doing naughty things." "Mmmm, yes," my sister moaned affirmatively. "Weren't you worried about getting caught?" I asked. "Not really. We made sure not to flash the judges or the crowd. That's why we did the Scorpions in the back, so that hopefully no one could see our pussies." "Well, no one except you, of course," Amanda grinned at me. "Me and all the girls holding you up," I noticed. "Are they okay with it?" "Stacey bullies them if they're not, so they don't really dare say anything," my sister giggled. "Besides, I think most of them think it's pretty hot. Amy was groaning the whole time she was holding me up!" "Amy? Really?" Amanda asked, grinning as she looked over at the small strawberry-blonde girl who was talking excitedly with Stacey. "Uh-huh. I thought I'd heard her moan last time, but there was no mistaking it this time." "Are you gonna do something about that?" Amanda asked with a slight hint of a challenge in her voice. "Maybe!" Kelsey grinned. The look on her face left no doubt whatsoever that she would, in fact, do something about that. "You're so bad!" Amanda laughed. "What are you gonna do?" I asked, feeling my heart thundering in my chest at the thought of my sister doing something to Amy. "I'm not sure yet. Once I figure it out, I'll let you know," Kelsey said teasingly. "Are you gonna fuck her?" I asked breathlessly. Kelsey's grin just grew wider, and I could see her eyes sparkle a little at the thought. I smiled at her as I shook my head. I wondered if there was any way I could get to at least watch my sister ravaging the cute little cheerleader. I knew that Kelsey would just absolutely devour the small blonde; I wasn't sure whether I should pity Amy, or be jealous of her. "So was it just Amy who was groaning, Kel?" I asked, hoping there'd be more girls who'd gotten hot at the sight of my sister's pussy. "I think so, yeah. The other two girls think it's silly, but they don't complain." "Don't you want to get at them?" I teased. She laughed. "No, they definitely go for boys only." "What about you, Amanda? Any girls moaning at you?" "No!" Amanda said with a fake little pout. "Well, Stacey obviously, but she's already fucking me. I never get a little blonde wanting to get in my panties!" "You have a hot little brunette who wants to get in your panties!" Kelsey objected. "And her brother as well!" "Mmmm, I know!" Amanda moaned with the cutest, most adorable smile on her face. We all laughed happily. I was almost twitching at my eagerness to get my hands on Amanda later. The mere thought of fucking her in the scorpion position was almost enough to make me cum in my pants. "I can't wait to get home," Kelsey groaned. "Me either," Amanda and I both said simultaneously. The three of us grinned at each other hungrily. Then I remembered something. "You had another admirer today, Kel." "Who?" she asked. Amanda looked at me curiously as well. "Emo kid!" "Who?" both girls asked simultaneously. "That dude who was sitting by himself, a few rows beneath me." "Oh, I didn't really pay attention to him. What about him?" Kelsey asked. "He was pretty sure that you had the hots for him, I think." "What?" my sister said, pulling a face. "Well, you did wave at him." "I did not! I waved at you!" "Yeah, I know that, but he didn't. He thought you were obviously smitten with him. He even waved back!" I said cheerfully. "God, what an idiot," she grumped. "Oh, come on, you can't blame the poor kid! Here's this gorgeous cheerleader, waving at him, showing off her hot body, flashing him a peek at her pussy ... what else is he supposed to think?" Kelsey turned beet red. "Oh no, he saw that?" she exclaimed. "Well, he was sitting in the same area I was, and I got a great view, so I would think that he did, yeah." Kelsey glanced over at Amanda, and they both burst into laughter. "What did he do after he'd seen us?" Amanda asked. "He spent about ten minutes looking for his eyeballs after they fell out of his head," I quipped. Amanda and Kelsey both snickered. "No, but seriously, what did he do?" Kelsey asked after a few moments. "I think he went to go jerk off," I said, struggling hard to keep from laughing. "That does sound like you have another admirer, Kel. Maybe you should go see if he's still here somewhere!" Amanda giggled. "Ewww! Like I have no one better to lust after than some nerd who sits by himself, perving on all the hot girls!" Kelsey said haughtily. "Oh, you have someone you lust after, sis? Who?" I asked with a huge smirk on my face. She gave me a sultry smile as she licked her lips. "You know who," she breathed softly, her eyes staring holes into my soul. Despite the fact that I already knew she was talking about me, hearing her say it still sent a shiver up my spine. Amanda put her arm around my sister's shoulder and pulled her close. "Be honest now. You love the idea of some boy jerking off while thinking about you," she whispered intently, apparently mostly for my benefit. "Yes," my sister moaned softly. "And you love it that Amy gets all wet just from seeing your amazing pussy, all naked." "Yes!" Kelsey moaned again, louder. "Amy's probably gonna fingerfuck herself tonight, Kel, thinking about you. And you love it. You love it when people make themselves cum as they fantasize about your hot body." "Yes! Fuck yes!" "Because you're a little slut," Amanda breathed, her tongue briefly flicking across Kelsey's ear. My sister shuddered in pleasure, and her eyes were a raging inferno as she looked at me. "I do like it when people masturbate thinking about me, Damon. It gets me so horny to think of them cumming while they think about my tits and moan my name!" she breathed. "Oh fuck," I groaned, trying desperately not to show off my massive hard-on to everyone around us. Both cheerleaders grinned as they saw me struggle, their faces radiating excitement. "Looks like we got you all hot and bothered," Amanda said seductively. I nodded with my patented, poor pouty face. "Awww, my poor big brother. I think we should get you home, huh?" Kelsey snickered. "Yes!" I groaned. I was fervently praying our parents weren't there, so that I could fucking ravage both teasing nymphos. "Let's go then!" Amanda said eagerly, turning around and looking for our driver. She quickly ran over to the tall blonde once she saw her. "Did you like our show?" my sister asked teasingly. "It was so amazing. I can't believe how dirty you are." "Do you like me being this dirty?" Kelsey breathed, her voice trembling with sexual energy. "Yes!" I rasped. A tiny part of my brain scolded me, saying I should be shocked by my sister being such a wanton little slut, and that I shouldn't be encouraging her. The rest of me, my cock foremost, told that part to shut the fuck up. "Good!" she grinned shamelessly. Amanda and Stacey came walking over towards us, Mikaela and Carynne right behind them. "Are you two ready to go?" Stacey asked, a friendly smile on her face. "More than ready," my sister said quickly. "Well, let's go then," Stacey smirked, giving me a knowing glance. The girls gathered up their bags, and the six of us walked out of the hall to the parking lot. "So, was this your surprise for me?" I asked my sister as we approached Stacey's car. "Oh, no, that's still cumming," she said, deliberately twisting the word as she winked at Amanda. Both girls giggled naughtily, and I felt another shiver run across my back. ------- "So, Damon, did you like our routine tonight?" Stacey asked. Her eyes were full of mirth as she looked at me through her rear view mirror while we were cruising down the highway. "It was unbelievable," I grinned, throwing glances at both Amanda and Kelsey who were again sitting to either side of me. They both had very pleased smiles on their faces. "We're glad you liked it," Carynne giggled from behind me, where she was sitting in the 4Runner's cargo area. We had offered to scoot in and let her sit in the back with us, but she had shrugged it off as she'd nimbly climbed over the back seat and got comfy. "They didn't have to work very hard to convince you to join them, did they?" I asked Carynne, turning my head around a little so I could see her. "They didn't have to convince me at all," the gorgeous brunette said. "I was the first one to do it." "Really?" "Uh-huh. Then when I told them how horny it made me, they tried it out next time." "How horny does it make you?" I asked, my breath catching in my throat. "Mmmm, you have no idea. I get so fucking wet from standing there, with nothing but that little skirt covering my pussy. The idea that some random boy or a married man will catch a glimpse of it turns me on so much!" she moaned as she leaned forward, her breath hot on my neck. "A married man?" I gasped. "Oh yes!" she grinned hotly. "Just thinking of a married guy seeing my pussy, then going home and fucking the shit out of his wife while he fantasizes about plowing my little cunt ... it drives me crazy!" "You're so out of control!" Kelsey giggled from my right. "Oh, you're one to talk!" Carynne replied accusingly. "You were showing off your pussy to your own brother, you slut!" Kelsey turned around so she could face her friend. "Don't call me a slut, you little tart!" she grinned. Carynne's smile practically lit up the entire car. "Why not? It's the truth, isn't it? You're a slut, Kelsey Richards! You know it, I know it, everybody in this car knows it, even your brother. I bet you got all wet from having him watch you!" My sister grinned lustily and put her hand behind Carynne's head, pulling the small girl closer. Their mouths met with unbridled hunger, tongues flashing rapidly as the two of them moaned loudly while they devoured each other. "Fuck!" I breathed, turning sideways so that I could see the hot spectacle better. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Stacey adjusting her mirror so that she, too, could watch, and Mikaela was already turned around in her seat, grinning wildly. Amanda shifted behind me, wrapping her arms and legs around my body, then she pulled me close against her. Her warm lips sucked on my neck while her hand went down towards my jeans, eagerly rubbing over my bulge. My mind was about to just explode with my desire to fuck all these girls right then and there. "I'll bet the whole thing made you wetter than it did me, tramp!" Kelsey moaned as Carynne's mouth sucked and licked all across her neck, while her own hand curled through Carynne's hair. "Oh yeah? How about you find out," Carynne smirked. She grabbed my sister's other hand and pulled it across the top of the seat, down towards her crotch. My sister's eyes were flashing hotly as she leaned forward a little, snaking her hand underneath her friend's skirt. A second later Kelsey started moving her arm back and forth while Carynne groaned lewdly. The sounds of a pussy being played with were unmistakable. "God, you're so wet!" Kelsey moaned as she eagerly fingered her gorgeous friend. The sight of the two of them going at it, dressed in their sexy cheerleading outfits, was about the hottest thing I'd ever seen. Carynne grunted her agreement as she leaned in, her mouth locking on my sister's lips again while she got her pussy plowed, the two horny beauties making out frantically. I moaned as I watched the amazing scene in front of me, while Amanda's hands rubbed all over my chest and abs, her tongue teasing my neck. "Uhm, Kel, put another finger in me," Carynne pleaded with her eyes closed, her hot body riding itself off on my sister's hand. "That's three!" Kelsey mouthed at Amanda and I with a huge smile, as I imagined she granted Carynne's request. Kelsey kept wantonly pumping her arm, grabbing her bottom lip with her teeth as she watched her friend writhe. "Fuck," Carynne groaned. "You're gonna make me cum!" "I want you to cum," Kelsey breathed passionately. "All over my hand!" "That's not really a fair comparison of how wet you two are, though," Stacey giggled from the front, obviously paying close attention to what her friends were doing in the back of her car. "I don't care!" Kelsey moaned. "I've been out of my mind horny all day long, and I just want to lick somebody's cum off my fingers!" "Then fuck me, you slut!" Carynne hissed, grabbing my sister's hair and pulling her closer so the two could kiss again. "Finger my hot cunt, make me cum all over you!" "Yeah!" Kelsey groaned as she licked Carynne's lips, her arm pumping rapidly. "Oh Kel ... harder ... fuck!" Carynne screamed after a few moments, her head resting against my sister's as her body stiffened in orgasm. She let out a long wail as she came, the sloppy wet noises of her climaxing pussy being fingered audible even over the noise of the car. "Soak my hand, Carynne! I want your cum all over it!" my sister pleaded as she kept on fucking her friend's cunt. The incredible brunette mewled as she came, her body twitching like crazy while she leaned heavily against my sister. Though I couldn't see it, I imagined her little pussy spasming over and over, her wet juices lubricating Kelsey's finger. My cock was staggering in Amanda's delicious grasp. Carynne shuddered for several more moments before she slumped down against the back seat of the car. "Thank you, baby," Carynne said sweetly, softly kissing my sister. Kelsey just smiled happily at her friend as she returned the gentle smooches. Carynne grabbed Kelsey's wrist and pulled my sister's hand up between their faces. After throwing me a wicked glance, she took Kelsey's middle finger into her mouth, hungrily sucking on it, her tongue flashing around. Kelsey groaned and joined her tongue beside her friend's, wantonly licking up the brunette's juice. Several times their tongues met, and the finger licking turned into a hot, tongue-wrestling kiss. "Mmmm ... that's only a little wet, I'd say," Carynne said after she'd completely cleaned off her own juice from my sister's fingers. "A little wet?!" Kelsey half giggled, half snorted. "You're completely soaked!" "I am not!" Carynne objected. "I can get much, much wetter than this!" "Whatever! How?" Kelsey asked incredulously. "Let me fuck your brother, and you'll find out," the brunette grinned lewdly. I heard Amanda giggle behind me as her hand tugged harder on my shaft. "Would you like that? Would you like to fuck Carynne's tight little cunt?" she teased. I swallowed loudly as Carynne eyed me like a hawk. I had no doubt that if I said yes, she'd jump over the back seat and mount me in a second. Just thinking about it made my cock twitch angrily, demanding to be let at the beautiful petite. "I think he needs some more persuading," Carynne said slowly. "Turn around, Kel." My sister eyed her friend curiously, but almost automatically did as she was told, sitting back normally on her seat, facing forward. "Mmmm, you're such a good girl, always doing what I tell you to do. I love it," Carynne sighed hotly as she clasped her arms over my sister's shoulders, then she grabbed Kelsey's tits through her cheerleading outfit, squeezing eagerly. As she fondled my sister's breasts, Carynne teasingly nibbled on my sister's left ear. Kelsey groaned and shuddered under Carynne's touch, her nipples getting harder by the second as they began poking firmly through her top. "I thought Kel was sorta your slut? Why did Carynne say that, that Kel does what she tells her to?" I quietly asked Amanda. "When it's just me and Kel, she listens to me. If we're with the whole group, she listens to everyone," Amanda said sultrily. "We all love making her do whatever we want." "Oh my God," I grunted. "So she's ... she's like..." I stammered, the words not coming out. "She's our little fucktoy," Amanda finished for me, squeezing my cock as she said it. Carynne had obviously heard as she turned her face towards me. Her happy grin was a sight to behold. "We love fucking your sister, Damon. All of us do. We love to eat her, to finger her, to fuck her, to grind ourselves on her face and make her eat us out, everything. The little slut comes so hard when we all use her, and she fucking loves it!" "Just the four of you, or other girls too?" Carynne's grin grew wider. "Can I tell him, Kel?" Kelsey nodded, her gaze mostly hidden from Carynne's view. I saw her give me a dirty grin. "It's mostly the four of us, but she fucks other girls too, yeah!" Carynne said sultrily as she stared at me. Every now and then her gaze would flit down to my cock, and the hunger in her eyes was unmistakable. My shaft shuddered in Amanda's hand every time. I grinned at Carynne. "Why did you ask?" Stacey asked from the front. "Because of Amy," I grinned. Carynne got a curious look on her face as her eyes flitted between Kelsey and me. Then she shifted her gaze to Amanda. "What about Amy?" "Amy got horny from watching Kel's naked pussy," Amanda said. "Did she now?" Carynne said, a wicked little smile popping up on her face. "Are you gonna fuck her, Kel? Hmmm?" "I don't know yet," Kelsey said softly, a small blush spreading across her cheeks. "Liar!" Carynne giggled. "You can't wait to get in her panties, admit it!" Kelsey's blush got a little bigger, but she nodded. "I knew it!" Carynne laughed. "I want to join, okay? It'll be fun to fuck that little cutie with you." "Okay," Kelsey moaned as she glanced over at me, her face blushing beautifully. I threw her a large smile, and she replied in kind, licking her lips as her friend kept mauling her breasts. "Carynne, please," Kelsey sighed as her breath came out in panting gasps. "Please what, baby?" Carynne purred. "What do you want?" "Put your finger in me," my sister moaned. "You little slut ... you want to be fingered right in front of your own brother?" Carynne asked, her voice filled with fake wonder. "Yes. Make me cum, please!" Kelsey pleaded. "Hmm, I don't know, honey, do you deserve that?" Carynne teased, her tongue licking wetly across my sister's neck, causing Kelsey to shiver wildly. "Have you been a good girl?" "Yes, I have! Please! Fuck me!" Kelsey whined. "I'm not sure. Personally I think you've been a good girl, but I just can't make up my mind by myself. What do you think, girls? Has Kelsey been good enough to deserve my finger in her pussy?" "Yes," Amanda said quickly, her voice a low sigh. She was panting heavily as I leaned against her, and she continued to smother my neck and face in kisses while her hand teasingly played with my cock. I couldn't do much for her in return in the position that I was in, but I rubbed and massaged her legs, and I occasionally turned my face so we could kiss. "I think she needs to be a much, much better girl before you finger her," Stacey grinned from the driver's seat as she threw us a quick glance. She was obviously excited, her eyes practically glowing with lust as she winked at my sister. "Oh, you tease!" Kelsey said, sticking her tongue out at Stacey, causing the tall blonde to giggle. "Mikaela?" Carynne asked sweetly while she continued to knead my sister's tits. Kelsey was going absolutely crazy with desire, and as I watched I saw my sister surreptitiously slide her skirt up onto her hips, then start to grind her naked slit across the leather seat. Her breathing was heavy, and her cheeks were flushed. "Carynne better hurry," Amanda whispered in my ear. "Kelsey's pretty close to just exploding." I turned my head as far as I could and threw the blonde a grin. "You would know that, wouldn't you?" She giggled. "Seeing as how I've made your sister cum several hundred times, I'd say so, yeah!" I sighed in delight as I kissed her, our tongues briefly meeting before I turned my head back. I didn't want to miss anything of what Carynne was going to do to my sister. "Come on, honey, you've got to give me an answer," Carynne said, obviously still waiting on Mikaela. The pretty brunette blushed a little, apparently not entirely comfortable. She threw Stacey a pleading glance, and the captain smiled, shaking her head slightly. "No, she's not been good enough," Mikaela said softly. "Mikaela!" Kelsey wailed with disappointment. "Mikaela's still a little shy when we get like this," Amanda explained, her voice barely audible. "She's only been part of our group, so to speak, for a short time." "Kelsey said she wasn't very shy last Saturday?" I noted, my voice also very quiet. "Oh, she loves to fuck, and she'll get as wild as any of us when we get her going. It's the ordering other girls around part she's a little uncertain of yet. I think she'd prefer to just be used like Kelsey," Amanda grinned softly. I smiled at her when suddenly I heard Carynne's voice. "Damon, did you hear me?" "Sorry, what?" I asked, turning back to the small cheerleader. "I said the vote's tied two to two, so it's only fair that you get the final vote. Has your little slut sister been a good enough girl for me to finger her?" Carynne asked, her flushed face clearly showing how much she was enjoying herself. "You're asking me if I think you should fingerfuck my little sister, is that it?" I breathed. I was getting so horny I was starting to feel a little light-headed. "Yes!" Carynne hissed. "Do you want to see that, huh? Do you want me to fuck your sister's brains out?" My heart was hammering in my throat as I considered it. As far as I knew, the girls didn't know about me and Kelsey yet, but if I gave in to Carynne's request it wouldn't take them very long to figure it out. Then again, the four of them obviously already knew how to keep a secret, and I doubted they'd be anything less than thrilled to learn about it anyways. I glanced at my sister and felt my cock stagger as she threw me a desperate look. "Please!" she mouthed as she rode herself on the back seat. Her entire body was trembling from lust, and I wanted nothing more than to watch her cum. "She's been good," I rasped, nodding at Carynne. The little brunette giggled as she gave me a victorious smirk. "You're just as dirty as Kelsey is, I see!Ready to cum, honey?" she asked my sister. "Yes!" Kelsey wailed, openly grinding herself on the back seat. "Wow, I don't have to do much, do I? You're just about ready to cum, anyways," Carynne purred. "Carynne, please! Finger my cunt!" my sister howled as I saw her sexy body start to twitch from pleasure. The little brunette leaned over the back seat, bending at her waist as she pulled Kelsey's skirt up further, exposing my sister's soaked slit to us. "God, look how wet she is," she sighed hotly. "I want to see this!" Stacey groaned, pulling her car over to the side of the highway and slowing down. "Fuck her brains out, Carynne. Make her squeal! I want to see her cum right in front of her brother!" Carynne gave me a wicked grin as she demonstratively sucked her middle finger into her mouth, then let it out with a little pop. Without breaking eye contact with me, she slowly slid her finger across my sister's side towards her pussy. Kelsey was shivering in anticipation. "Tell me, Damon. Tell me what you want me to do to your sister!" the brunette hissed, pausing right in front of Kelsey's slit. "Finger her! Plow your finger inside her!" I said immediately. I heard Amanda groan lustfully behind me as Carynne turned to face my sister, and she smoothly shoved her finger deep inside Kelsey's cunt. "Fuck, yes!" my sister squealed when she finally got what she wanted. I felt my mouth water as I watched another girl finger my little sister. Carynne stuffed her finger completely inside until her knuckles touched Kelsey's cunt lips. Kelsey was shaking wildly as her pussy was invaded by Carynne's digit, soft mewls of pleasure escaping her lips as she frantically tried to ride herself off. Carynne wasted no time in sliding a second finger inside, pumping both of them rapidly in and out my Kelsey's juicy slot. "She can't hold it. She's gonna cum..." Amanda said jubilantly as my sister grabbed Carynne's wrist and started jamming it back and forth, pounding those fingers inside herself. "Oh fuck ... fuck ... fuck ... fuck ... FUCK!" Kelsey cried, her body twitching wildly as it plunged into the abyss. " ... right now," Amanda finished, squeezing me tight with her arms and legs. I felt myself practically drool as I watched my little sister shudder uncontrollably against Carynne's fingers. Kelsey let out a primordial scream as she exploded, a gigantic ripple of pleasure coursing through her slender form. She thrust her hips forward, and an absolutely massive squirt of her crystal clear juice spurted out of her cunt, past Carynne's fingers. It shot against the passenger seat in front of her as well as across the middle console and Stacey's gear shift. Stacey grinned lewdly as she stuck her hand out, trying to catch some of my sister's spraying juices. Meanwhile Kelsey shot another wave of cum out of her pussy, this time gushing across the back seat and the floor. Her head flailed wildly from side to side as she let out a soft little scream. Part of her gush was deflected by Carynne's hand and splashed across the small brunette's uniform. "Yeah! Cum for us, Kel!" Carynne moaned as she crawled almost all the way across the back seat, putting her face in front of Kelsey's slit. I watched in pure disbelief as my sister twitched again and again, ejaculating clear streams of her wonderful pussy juice over her friend's face. "My God, I've never seen her cum this hard!" Amanda moaned hotly. I put my left hand on top of hers, and together we roughly jerked my cock through my jeans. I was practically dying to cum myself. Kelsey grabbed Carynne's head and pulled the small slut closer against her cunt, her body still bucking from the fading waves of her magnificent orgasm. Carynne moaned as her face was pressed against my sister's snatch and got splashed with juice. I saw that Carynne's skirt had crept up far onto her hips, exposing her apple-bottom ass and pussy, and I slid my right hand across her butt, squeezing and rubbing it. The brunette moaned softly as my fingertips reached her slit. "Do it! Finger her cunt!" Amanda hissed in my ear as my middle finger slid easily into Carynne's soaked twat. I could feel my girlfriend's hands open my jeans, quickly pulling my cock out and jerking it. Kelsey shuddered one last time before just utterly collapsing against the door, completely worn out. Soft, unintelligible mutters were coming from her lips, but she lacked the strength to speak out. Everyone in the car was completely quiet, stunned by the ferocity of Kelsey's orgasm; the only audible sounds were of Carynne's tongue deftly licking my sister's pussy, and my finger sloshing in and out of her drenched cunt. Stacey started giggling, staring at my sister with love in her eyes, Amanda and Mikaela quickly joining in. A few seconds later Carynne also began to chuckle, and soon all of us were laughing loudly, exhilarated by what had just happened. "Oh my God, baby, that was unbelievable!" Stacey exclaimed as she looked at my sister. Kelsey got a small smile on her face, but was still way too out of it to be able to say anything. The tall blonde turned her gaze to me, a wicked grin on her face as she watched Amanda jerk me off. "So what do you think of your little sister now, Damon?" "I think she is amazing. I love it when she cums like that," I moaned. There was really no purpose in trying to hide the truth from them anymore. "Mmmm, so do we. I think we need to make her ... fuck, the cops!" "Make her fuck the cops? Do you need to get out of some parking tickets or something?" I quipped. "No, comedian, a cop just pulled up behind us!" Stacey barked. "Put your clothes back on, all of you!" Amanda quickly stuffed my cock back in my pants, to its complete and utter disapproval. I grabbed Carynne's skirt and slid it back across her hips as best I could while she in turn pulled my sister's uniform back down to where it wasn't just showing off her cunt to anyone who happened to peek into our car. Amanda and I scrambled to get back to a properly seated position, and I helped Kelsey sit in at least a semblance of normality too, though her gaze was still pretty vacant after her massive come. Stacey was quickly wiping my sister's juice off her console, muttering about how much Kelsey came, and Carynne managed to get back into the cargo area before the officer got out of his car. Even though the sun was fading rapidly into twilight, he probably would have seen the small girl's delectable state, being bent over the way she had been. We all sat quietly as the policeman slowly walked up to Stacey's door in the guarded gait that was trained into all of them. "Kel, pretend you're not feeling well!" I whispered intently. "Stacey, tell him that's why you pulled over!" "Okay!" Stacey nodded. I looked over at my sister, and she nodded too. "Don't worry, I'm fine," Kelsey said softly with a smile. "I need you to pretend that you're not!" I urged. She nodded. "I got it." Stacey lowered her window before the officer knocked, and he leaned in a little, flicking his gaze over everyone in the car. "Howdy, Miss. Are you having problems?" he asked casually while he sniffed the air to see if we'd been smoking something. "No officer, no problems. My friend started feeling ill, and I pulled over in case she had to ... you know," Stacey said innocently, pointing at my sister while simultaneously pulling a little face as she mimicked puking. "Are you alright, Miss?" the officer asked as he looked at my sister. "Do you need medical attention?" "No, I'm okay, officer. Thank you," my sister said listlessly. "I didn't eat before our cheer contest and just started feeling kind of faint." "Kelsey? Kelsey Richards?" he asked, leaning a bit further inside to get a better look. "Yes?" my sister said, obviously having no clue who he was. I looked at the policeman closer in the fading light, and suddenly I remembered him. "Were you the officer who was with my dad last Saturday, sir? I believe he called you John?" I asked. His gaze turned to me and smiled. "Oh, hi Damon. I didn't recognize you two back there at first. Yeah that's me. I'm one of your dad's colleagues, John McDonald." "Good to see you, sir." "You too, Damon. You're not getting into anymore fights, are you?" "No sir. I have no intention of that." "Good," he said, his gaze sweeping around the car a few more times. "Is there anything wrong, officer McDonald?" Stacey asked after a few moments. "No, I was just curious why a car full of kids was pulled over to the side of the road without blinkers on. Just wanted to make sure you all weren't doing something you shouldn't be doing," he said bluntly, staring right at me. "No officer, I was just taking my friends home after our contest when Kelsey got a little sick. We're all being good," Stacey said with a winsome smile. "I'm glad to hear it. I'd let you go on, but I'm afraid that I can't let you drive while you have a little girl sitting in your cargo area." "Little girl? I'm eighteen!" Carynne squawked indignantly. "Oh, uh ... I'm sorry, Miss ... I didn't mean anything by it," he stuttered uncomfortably. "But I still can't let you sit back there, it's way too dangerous. Isn't there another seatbelt on the back seat?" "No, there isn't," Stacey said, shaking her head. "Please officer ... it's not like there's anyone else around to give her a ride. I can't just leave her here." "Can you call her parents?" Stacey sighed in irritation and was about to reply when I spoke up, "Officer McDonald, sir? If it's okay with you, I can ... eh, I can take Carynne in my lap. She's pretty small, I'm sure the seatbelt will fit around us both. And I'll be sure to tightly hold on to her." He looked at me for several seconds, then he chuckled, "Yeah, I'm sure you would." He thought it over a bit longer, then he nodded. "Okay, as long as you kids promise to bring her straight home, I'll allow it, this once. Just drive carefully, okay?" "I will! Thank you, officer!" Stacey beamed. "Thank you, sir!" I said, giving him a huge smile as Carynne crawled across the back seat, squeezing in between Kelsey and I. She got herself comfortable in my lap as I secured the seatbelt around the two of us. Officer McDonald gave me one last amused grin, then walked off, shaking his head. I heard Amanda giggle beside me, and I gave her a careful glance. She had a wry smile on her face. "Nice solution there, Damon. Very smooth." "I'm sorry, I—" I started stammering. "I'm just teasing you," she interrupted. "I don't mind Carynne sitting in your lap." Amanda checked to see if officer McDonald had reached his car yet, then she tugged at Carynne's uniform, pulling it up so her pussy was nicely exposed. "Thank you," Carynne grinned, smiling at her blonde friend while she slowly rubbed her naked pussy over my crotch. The police car pulled out and drove away, and Stacey merged with traffic as we continued our trip. Carynne was eagerly grinding against my cock, and I was starting to lose my mind with how horny I was. "Fuck that feels good," I moaned. "Mmmm, yeah, it does," the brunette sighed, her juicy slit soaking my jeans. "Get your cock out for me. Please?" I hesitated, looking at Amanda again. She had a wide grin on her face, but her eyes looked serious. "I'll let you grind on his cock, Carynne, but you are not fucking him, do you understand me?" "Awww, Amanda! I want to feel that big cock in my tight cunt!" Carynne moaned. I groaned at her words, and my dick felt like it was trying to saw its way out of my pants. "I'm sure you do, but you can choose. You can either grind on his naked cock, or you can sit in my spot, and I'll sit in his lap," Amanda smirked. "I like you much better when you share things with me!" Carynne pouted as she frantically ground her juicy slit up and down. Amanda leaned closer, her tongue slipping easily into Carynne's mouth. The two of them moaned for a few seconds as they kissed, then Amanda backed off a little. "Be a good girl, and I'll suck the cum out of his cock and share that with you." "Oh fuck yeah!" Carynne sighed. "I'll be good, Amanda, I promise." "Good," Amanda grinned as her hands unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, then she pulled my rock-hard cock out. It throbbed angrily in her hand, desperate to cum. No sooner had Amanda gotten it out in the open when Carynne sank a little lower, and I felt the wonderful wetness of her cunt push against and around it. "Fuck, you have a big cock!" the brunette moaned as she started sliding her slit across the full length of my shaft. "You would tear my pussy apart if you fucked me with that thing!" "Oh whatever!" Stacey said, again throwing a quick glance over her shoulder. "Don't listen to her, Damon. The little slut takes an eight-inch dildo in that tight pussy without even blinking!" "Stacey!" Carynne complained. The blonde captain grinned as she returned her attention to the road, though I noticed her rear view mirror was turned so she could see everything, and her eyes glanced into it every few seconds. Carynne's exquisite little pussy kept grinding on my cock, her wetness fully soaking it. I buried my face in the nape of her neck and smelled deeply. Even after her cheer contest and her earlier sexual escapades, she still smelled fresh as rain. My tongue licked eagerly across her skin, causing her to giggle and shiver. "Let's make this a little more naughty," my sister said from our right, and I glanced over at her in surprise. She had been pretty quiet for the last few minutes, but her eyes were fully alert and focused again, and she had a huge grin on her face. "What did you have in mind?" I gasped as Carynne's cunt slithered up and down my shaft. "Amanda, help me get her uniform off." "Do you think it's dark enough?" Amanda asked, a bit uncertainly. "I don't care. I want her naked!" my sister replied, her voice husky. Amanda giggled and grabbed the bottom of Carynne's cheerleader uniform, tugging on it in unison with Kelsey. Carynne stretched her arms out above her head as far as she could, and her uniform slid off without a hitch. I groaned in disbelief as I had the smoking hot cheerleader almost totally naked in my lap; the only thing she was still wearing were her socks and sneakers. "Oh fuck, now everyone who passes us can see what a dirty slut I am!" Carynne moaned, though her voice sounded pleased rather than upset. Kelsey leaned close and said sultrily, "That just turns you on more. You can't fool us." Carynne grinned as she leaned back against my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and started playing with her tits, squeezing her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers as I thrust my cock back and forth through the moist folds of her slit. Both Amanda and Kelsey leaned in and started kissing the incredible brunette, their hands rubbing all over her body. I felt a hand bump against my cock as two fingers slid into Carynne's cunt. She shivered on top of me as her tongue kept flashing out of her mouth, licking whichever girl came closest. "Help me finger her, Kel," Amanda groaned, and my sister giggled excitedly as another hand was placed against my cock. "Oh fuck, you guys! Stuff my little cunt!" Carynne cried out as a third finger was shoved inside her pussy. "Dammit, you guys are making me so fucking horny!" Stacey complained from behind the wheel, her eyes practically glued to her mirror. "Mikaela, finger me!" "Are you sure that's safe?" I asked, a tiny ray of worry bursting through the haze of lust in my mind. "Don't worry. I've been fingered, eaten and fucked plenty of times before while driving," Stacey grinned. "Several times by your little sister, as a matter of fact!" I looked over at Kelsey who had a small blush on her cheeks, but she just grinned and gave me a deep kiss. I responded eagerly, no longer caring who knew about us. "I knew it! I just knew you two were fooling around!" Carynne hissed as she felt us make out right behind her. "And how did you know that, hmmm?" Kelsey asked, kissing her friend's cheek. "Because I know you! I knew you wouldn't be able to keep your little hands off him! Besides, if he was my brother, I'd mount him every single chance I'd get!" the small girl said, her voice shivering. "In bed, in the shower, in the bathroom, on the dinner table, at school, during cheer practice, in the pool. Anywhere I could get this wonderful cock in my cunt! I'd fuck him until he couldn't walk anymore!" "You dirty slut!" Amanda giggled, her hand pounding up and down inside Carynne's slit. "That feels so fucking good! Finger me, you guys, fuck me until I cum!" Carynne pleaded. Both Amanda and my sister grinned as their hands moved in unison, three fingers slamming in and out of Carynne's dripping cunt. They were pounding her so hard that her pussy didn't even get a chance to make contact with my cock anymore. I squeezed the gorgeous nymph's tits as I hungrily slurped on her shoulders and neck. "Yes ... oh fuck ... yes ... God ... make me cum!" Carynne panted as she started shivering on top of me. I grinned as I got a nasty idea, and I wriggled my right hand between the two of us, pushing her body forward just a bit so I could make some room. Before Carynne could ask what I was doing, I curved my middle finger and shoved it up her incredibly tight ass. "Oh Damon, you dirty bastard! Finger my ass... !" she cried, her voice trailing off in a small whimper as her climax swept over her. I heard both my sister and Amanda sigh as they slammed their fingers into the perfect girl's cleft. Carynne's juices were starting to leak out and began drenching my cock. "Cum for us, honey!" Amanda hissed, locking her mouth on Carynne's tit, sucking as it if contained the last milk on earth. I held the small brunette in place with my left arm while my right hand teasingly ground my finger around in her fantastic butt. Carynne whimpered and mewled unintelligibly as she trashed in my arms, her pussy spasming and slowly oozing out even more of her juice. Kelsey slid her tongue inside Carynne's mouth as the brunette finally calmed down, purring like a helicopter as she leaned back against me. "Damon, please get your finger out of my ass," she said softly, and I quickly complied. "I'm sorry, did that hurt you?" I asked, concerned. "No, but I can grind on your cock much easier without something up my ass," she grinned wickedly. I groaned as I felt her clamp her pussy back along my shaft, and she started sliding up and down again. "You're like a damn energizer bunny!" Amanda laughed. "You just keep fucking!" Carynne giggled and nodded, giving my girlfriend a big wink. "Both of you, come closer," she said sultrily to both Kelsey and Amanda. The two gorgeous goddesses looked a little surprised, but they obeyed, scooting closer to the little brunette who was grinding naked in my lap. "Get on your knees, beside me," Carynne sighed. "What are you planning?" Amanda asked, her voice sounding very excited. "You'll see. Get on your knees for me, please," Carynne said softly. Both girls obeyed again and got on their knees, moving as close as they could until their knees were touching my legs from both sides. "Mmmm, good. Damon, I want you to finger them," Carynne breathed. "What?" All three of us exclaimed at the same time. We all gave each other an amused look, then we started laughing. "Finger those hot slits. You two made me cum so fucking hard, you deserve something special." "Well, aren't you sweet and thoughtful," Amanda grinned. She reached out and grabbed my hand, guiding it towards her pussy. With her free hand she lifted up the bottom of her uniform, exposing herself, and I eagerly slipped a finger inside her. "Oh fuck, yes," she moaned. "Are you close, honey?" Carynne asked. "Yes! I want to cum so bad," Amanda said, sounding distracted as she rode on my finger. "Now your sister," Carynne whispered to me. The erotic way in which she was directing my movements was turning me on immensely, and my mind felt like it would just shut down any second due to sheer hormone overload. "Do you want it, Kel?" I asked softly. "Of course she wants it!" Carynne grinned. "She always wants something in her cunt!" My sister blushed and stuck her tongue out at her friend, then nodded at me. "Hmmm, fuck, your cock feels so good under my cunt, Damon. If I didn't know for sure that Amanda would just kick my ass, I'd sink that shaft into me right now!" Carynne groaned. Amanda and I both chuckled as I slid my finger deeper inside my goddess girlfriend. Her pussy was wonderfully wet and tight, and from the sound of her breathing I figured she wouldn't need much to cum. I shifted my attention to my right and guided my other hand towards Kelsey's slit. My sister bit her lower lip in that maddeningly sexy way of hers as I smoothly slipped my middle finger into her pussy. If Amanda had been wet, Kelsey's pussy was like a waterfall. As I started thrusting both fingers in and out of the two eager slits, I leaned my head back and groaned in disbelief. "This can't be fucking real," I moaned. "What? Fingerfucking two hot cheerleaders while a third grinds on your cock?" Carynne grinned teasingly. "Oh shit!" I closed my eyes and focused completely on the feelings that were coursing through me. Both girls' pussies were almost desperately gripping my fingers, pulling them tightly inside themselves, while Carynne's soaked cunt was sliding smoothly and effortlessly over my cock. Suddenly Stacey squealed from the front, the car shivering a bit as Mikaela apparently got her off. The newest addition to the group was leaning over the middle console where she had her face buried in Stacey's lap, though I didn't know if she was actually eating her friend out or just playing with her cunt. "You okay there, Stace?" Kelsey giggled. "Fuck yeah," the tall blonde moaned in satisfaction. "Though I wish I was back there with all of you! I love what you're doing, it's so fucking hot. Keep going!" Amanda grabbed my face and began to kiss me, her mouth hungry as it licked and kissed all over my face. From the corner of my eye, I could see my sister do the same to Carynne as the four of us eagerly humped ourselves off. I thrust my cock almost desperately through Carynne's juicy pussy lips. Suddenly I felt two hands push against both of mine, and I gasped as Carynne shoved a finger into Amanda's and Kelsey's pussies, right next to my own. "Let's make them cum!" the brunette groaned against my sister's mouth as she started plowing her fingers rapidly inside the juicy holes. I quickly joined her pace, both our fingers sliding roughly into their cunts. The two girls began to grind harder against our fingers, their breathing becoming labored. I looked at Amanda with love in my eyes, smiling as I saw a single drop of sweat drip down from her forehead over her nose. She was breathing through her mouth in short, agonized gasps as she bounced up and down on the seat. "Oh God, fuck me, fuck my pussy!" she moaned, reaching down with her hands to grab our wrists, her fingers clenching tightly as she reached her climax. "Fuck yes!" Amanda squealed as she came, her pussy clenching down on my finger as her juice washed over it. I sucked her tongue between my lips, listening to her moan and squeal as she shuddered against us. Sticky waves of her pussy juice slid down our fingers, soaking them. Kelsey began to breathe heavier as she, too, got close to cumming. Without saying anything, Carynne and I both started plowing into my sister's wet pussy even harder, and within seconds Kelsey squealed as she came again. Her first orgasm had obviously worn her out, as the sprays of her cum were nowhere near as insane as the ones she'd launched through the car earlier, but her juice still splashed wetly onto Carynne's body, causing the brunette to mewl hotly while she fingerfucked her friends on either side of her. Both Amanda and Kelsey had their eyes closed as they moaned and bucked against the invading fingers in their little slits. Kelsey's juice was squirting all over Carynne's side while Amanda's cum oozed very slowly down onto my hand. Squeals and whimpers escaped from both girls' throats, and finally the lust broke through my dam. With a giant scream I came, my cock bucking against Carynne's cunt. A thick, creamy rope of cum flung through the air, splashing wetly on Mikaela's uniform, who was still leaning across the center console to play with Stacey's cunt. The pretty brunette sat up, her eyes flashing hungrily as another spurt launched itself at her. The white goo splattered over her covered tits, causing her to moan loudly. A few dribbles leaked out of my shaft onto the back seat before I fired another shot which draped across the center console. Mikaela contorted herself awkwardly so she could get closer to me, thrusting her tits out. The mere sight of those magnificent cans sent a ripple of pleasure through me, and I fired one last shot of cum, draping it again across her uniform-clad chest. Completely and utterly spent I sank back down against the backrest, my fingers limply falling out of the two amazing girls' pussies. "Amanda!" Carynne wailed. "You said you'd drink his cum and swap it with me!" "I'm sorry, honey," Amanda whispered, her voice tired. "I couldn't get to him in time. I'll make it up to you, I promise." "You can make it up to me by letting me fuck him," the brunette groaned as she ground her slit up and down my cock even faster. "Wow, you're being pushy today!" Amanda grinned softly. "I'm sorry," Carynne said contritely. "I'm just so fucking horny!" "Are you still horny?" Stacey asked in amazement. "Yes!" Carynne mewled. "Can I come with you, Stace? I want to get fucked so bad!" Stacey flashed her friend a bright smile over her shoulder. "Sure baby. You know I'd love to fuck you tonight. Or every night, for that matter." Carynne grinned happily and sank down against my chest, purring loudly. I was still gasping for breath when I saw Mikaela eye me hotly. I raised my eyebrows at her questioningly, and the cute brunette grinned. "Next time, Damon," she breathed, "I want you to shoot your cum on my tits when I'm not wearing anything!" I gasped a little in surprise, then smiled at her. Amanda leaned closer and whispered in my ear, "I'll let you fuck her tits with your big cock. How does that sound?" Before I could answer, Carynne interjected, "Not before he fucks me!" "God, all of you are so fucking desperate to fuck my boyfriend, you greedy sluts!" Amanda said chastisingly, though I could see the delighted grin on her face. "You're supposed to share with your squad mates, honey!" Stacey giggled from the front, causing all of us to laugh loudly. ------- We waved at Stacey, Carynne, and Mikaela as they drove off, leaving me, Kelsey, and Amanda standing in our driveway. All three of us had big grins on our faces since we knew what was going to happen once we got inside. "Before we get crazy in there, I just want to thank you girls for that surprise," I said gratefully. "That was fucking amazing." "Surprise? What surprise?" Kelsey asked with a curious frown. "The car," I said hesitantly. "The fingering and grinding and cumming thing?" "Oh," Amanda giggled. "That was just Carynne getting horny. When that happens, things tend to just turn into spontaneous orgies!" I gasped at the two of them, unable to gather a coherent thought. "Do you mean that my surprise..." "It's still coming," Kelsey grinned. "And you and your cock are gonna love it," Amanda chimed in, wrapping her arm around my sister's shoulder as they both walked towards the house with wicked grins on their beautiful faces. ------- Chapter 9 I was practically delirious as I followed Kelsey and Amanda into our house. What had happened in Stacey's car had completely blown my mind, and now I'd just found out that that wasn't even what my sister and my girlfriend had originally planned for me. Just thinking of what other things they might have in store for me made me grin stupidly in anticipation. Mom looked up from behind the kitchen counter when we came inside, and I had to suppress a grimace of disappointment. I was happy to see her, of course, but her being home did cause some problems for the plans the girls and I had. I doubted she'd be all that happy with her son and daughter having a wild threesome in her house. Kelsey seemed not to care, immediately going over to give Mom a warm hug, while Amanda said hello with a beautiful smile. "Hey Mom," I chimed in, closing the door behind me. "Hi honey. Hi Amanda," she said as she let go of my sister, after giving her a big kiss on the top of her head. "How'd you girls do at your contest?" "We won!" Kelsey said with a little squeak of excitement. Mom's thrill for her daughter was awesome to see, courtesy of a huge smile brightening her face. I was again amazed by how much she and Kelsey looked alike. "That's so awesome, honey! Congratulations! You too, Amanda!" Kel and Amanda both grinned at her, smiling appreciatively. "Thanks, Mommy," Kelsey chirped, again giving Mom a big hug. "What did you think? Did you like it?" Mom asked me. "Eh, it was okay, I guess." I shrugged. Since I was still grounded, Mom had only agreed to let me go to the cheerleading contest as a favor to my sister, because she figured I wouldn't really enjoy it anyways. It had actually been spectacular, but I had to play disinterested for my mom's sake. The real reason the performance had been so amazing—Kelsey, Amanda and Carynne cheering without panties—wouldn't go over well with her either. "Oh, I'm sorry we weren't entertaining enough for you!" my sister said tartly as she planted her fists on her slender hips after turning to face me. "Next time I'll just leave you at home!" I gave Kelsey a surreptitious wink while she grinned at me. She knew damn well how much I had enjoyed myself. "Do you want me to make you guys something to eat?" Mom asked. "No, thank you. We already had dinner, and I really need to go shower," Kelsey said, shaking her head. Amanda also chimed in that she didn't want anything, and the two girls rushed off upstairs. I stood torn for a second, debating whether to follow the girls or stay in the kitchen. I got a sharp pang of hunger, and I turned to Mom with an eager smile. "Food, huh? What have you got?" I chatted with Mom for about fifteen minutes while I frantically devoured the ham, peppers and cheese omelet she had quickly thrown together for me. "Didn't you have anything to eat earlier?" she asked, watching me polish off the remainder of what had once been eight eggs, a green pepper, half a bag of shredded cheese and a quarter pound of deli ham. "Yeah," I mumbled, my mouth still full while I shoved my plate away. "I had an eighteen-ounce steak and a baked potato. Oh, plus half of Carynne's BLT sandwich." She smiled wryly at me, then ruffled her hand through my hair. "I'm sure your sister tells you this all the time, but it is really unfair how much you can eat and yet still look so good!" "You're right. She does tell me that all the time," I chuckled. "Help me out here; who is Carynne again?" Mom asked curiously. "The small brunette. She's like five foot nothing, and one of their flyers. She's got a bit of an attitude." "Oh, right! You know, she's a cutie, Damon. You should date her." I gave her a long, disbelieving look. "Are you kidding me?" "What? She's a sweet girl; she's beautiful, innocent, and just a total doll. She seems a little shy, perhaps, but what more do you want?" I rolled my eyes at her. Sweet and beautiful, yes, but shy or innocent? Carynne? The little slut who had ground herself off on my cock in Stacey's car not too long ago, while fingering both my sister and my girlfriend? I began to snicker with laughter. "What are you laughing at?" Mom asked, a little confused. "Nothing," I said, shaking my head. "Mom, would you leave my dating life to me, please?" "Honey, I know you and Kim had a bad breakup, but that doesn't—" "Mom!" "Okay, fine, I won't say anything else! I just think you should find yourself a nice girl." "Yes Mom. I'll get right on that, thank you," I said mockingly. She gave me a fond smile, then walked out of the kitchen to the living room, presumably to go watch some of her recorded shows. She was an absolute CSI junkie and religiously watched every episode. I loaded my dirty dishes and silverware into the dishwasher, then went to give Mom a kiss to thank her for making me dinner. She was already engrossed in one of her episodes, barely paying me any attention when I kissed her cheek. As I walked upstairs, I figured that if we weren't too loud, Kel, Amanda and I could easily fool around. Mom had turned the volume of the TV up quite a bit, so there'd be little chance of her overhearing us. I listened quietly at the door to Kelsey's bedroom, hoping to hear the two girls going at it. Unfortunately it seemed to be completely quiet, which made me frown a little. They wouldn't have gone to bed already, would they? Maybe they wanted to wait until both Mom and Dad had gone to bed before giving me my 'surprise.' I shrugged and went into my own room, figuring they knew where to find me when they were ready to come fool around. I sat down behind my desk and logged on to my computer. I hadn't been on my Facebook page in awhile, and I was curious to see what people had scribbled on my wall. Just as I was about to start up my browser, I suddenly remembered what Kelsey had said, and with a few clicks I quickly began relocating my stash of porn to what I hoped was a more well-hidden folder. It took quite awhile, since I had a fairly sizable amount of porn. When I tried to change the admin password, however, I got an 'access denied' message. "Dammit, Kel!" I muttered darkly. It looked like I wasn't going to be able to keep the nosy little brat out of my private stuff. "That's not a very nice thing to say to me, you know," my sister suddenly giggled. My heart leaped into my throat, and I jumped out of my chair in surprise, sending it careening across my room. Kelsey was standing in the bathroom door opening, her broadly grinning face peeking around the corner. "Jesus, will you stop doing that?!" I exclaimed. "Do what?" she asked innocently. "Startling me like that. You're going to give me a heart attack!" "If I wanted to give you a heart attack, all I'd have to do is just get on top of you when I'm like this," she teased, taking a few steps into my room. I gulped loudly when I saw that she was completely, utterly naked. Again I marveled at just how amazingly beautiful she was and what an absolutely perfect body she had. My eyes ran over her fantastic curves, then were drawn towards her pussy, and I sighed when I saw a hint of pink. I wanted to fuck her so badly I was about to scream. "It sure took you long enough to get up here. What were you doing downstairs?" she asked curiously. "I was hungry. Mom made me an omelet, and then she and I talked for a bit," I said with a shrug as I walked towards my sister. My eyes kept roving across her body, and she had an appreciative smile on her face. "What about?" "Mom wants me to date Carynne." Kelsey looked surprised for a moment, then she broke into a deep laugh. I gave her a slightly annoyed look. "And why, exactly, is that so funny?" "You? With Carynne?" "Well, it's not going to happen because I have Amanda, but what about it?" "She would kill you in a week!" "From aggravation?" I quipped. My sister giggled. "No, from fucking you to death." I shook my head with a large grin. "I don't think I'd die from fucking that easily, sis." "Damon, she wasn't kidding when she said she'd mount you every chance she'd get, you know. If you were dating Carynne, she'd make you fuck her a dozen times a day, at least. She'd cripple you for life!" "Yeah, that sounds really horrible," I said, egging her on. "Think she's free tomorrow?" "Are you serious?" she asked, sounding a little worried. "Better to die from fucking Carynne than to die of old age," I said, barely able to contain my laughter. After frowning at me for a few seconds, she got a resigned grin on her face. "You're just messing with me, aren't you?" I smiled as I nodded. "You ass!" she exclaimed, fiercely punching my arm. I quickly grabbed her by her hips and picked her up, causing her to squeal loudly. I hugged her hot, sexy body against mine and sucked wetly on her earlobe. She giggled in response, running her hands through my hair. The feel of her firm tits against me was sending waves of desire crashing through me. "Damon, you never peek on us in the shower anymore ... why is that?" Kelsey asked after a few seconds of us goofing around. I put her back down and gave her a curious look, not really understanding. "You told me that I'd regret it if I did that again." "What? When did I say that?" "Last Saturday." "No, I didn't!" "You said that you let me off easy for Friday night, and your tone made it clear I wouldn't be so lucky next time." Her smile grew positively naughty. "Silly! What I meant was that next time you peeked on us, we were going to drag you into the shower with us and fuck your brains out!" I looked at her for a few seconds, then closed my eyes with a sigh. "Oh." I felt really stupid. "You really are clueless, aren't you?" my sister chuckled. "Hey, don't make me spank you again, brat," I said, raising my finger in warning. She licked her lips sensually, an eager look on her face. "Mmmm, yummy. Can Amanda spank me too?" I shook my head as I laughed. "You're insatiable!" "Maybe," she said with a cute smile. "Speaking of that ... is Carynne, like, the most insatiable girl in the squad?" "She's pretty close, but she's not the most insatiable one, no." "Who is, you?" "Pffft, please. I can't even keep up with Carynne. After I've cum four or five times or so, I'm wiped out." "With how hard you cum, I can kinda see that, yeah. You'd probably dehydrate yourself cumming that much!" She gave me a beautiful smile. "I doubt that, but it does wear me out." "So, who is then?" "Can't you guess?" I thought it over for a moment. The easiest choice would of course be Stacey, but that somehow seemed too obvious an answer. Mikaela seemed too shy still to be in consideration. That only left... "Amanda?" I asked, my mouth dropping open. "Yup!" Kelsey grinned. "How many times can she cum?" I asked breathlessly. "I don't know. Fifty times? A hundred?" Kelsey said happily as she shrugged her shoulders. "I haven't found her limit yet." "How many have you gotten her to?" "Girls don't really count how often we cum," she said with a sly wink. "Unlike boys." "Guess?" I pleaded. Kelsey made some show of thinking it over. "I think one time I made her cum maybe like twenty times in an afternoon. That was pretty hot. I could still taste her cum the next morning!" "Oh my God! That is so hot! Do you think I could make her cum more often than that? I think I'd really love to try it." "Good luck! You're going to need it!" Kelsey laughed. "She'll have you begging for mercy long before you get to that point." "Did you? Beg for mercy, I mean?" "Yes, I did. I couldn't go anymore, but she was still so eager and horny that I just focused on her for the next few hours. It was a lot of fun." "Fuck, I want that!" I groaned. "I'm sure she'll be happy to oblige you. All you have to do is ask her!" Kelsey giggled. My mind swam with the idea of fucking Amanda over and over, losing ourselves in nothing but sex for an entire day, and my cock throbbed eagerly at the thought. "Should I be worried?" I asked. "Worried? About what?" "Well, if Carynne would fuck me to death in a week, what would Amanda do to me?" I joked. "She'd probably fuck you to death in half a day if you had to take her on all by yourself. Good thing you have a horny sister to help you manage her!" I gave my sister a shameless grin, which she returned with a cute little wink. "Are you two talking about me again?" Amanda asked wryly from inside the bathroom, then she walked out and stood beside my sister. Like Kelsey, she was gloriously naked. I sighed deeply as I again gazed at her unbelievable body. "I just told him how insatiably horny you are," Kelsey said. Amanda blushed prettily as she grinned at me. "Why did you do that? I don't want to scare him!" "Oh whatever, he loves it. Look at him, he's practically drooling!" I quickly closed my mouth, feeling a bit embarrassed that I actually had a lot of saliva swirling inside it. My eyes kept flitting between Amanda's and Kelsey's tits. I wished there was a way I could suck them at the same time. "It's a good thing you don't have tits yourself, doofus," Kelsey remarked. "Why is that?" Amanda asked before I could respond. "Because if he did, he'd never stop staring at his own chest!" Kelsey said. Both girls giggled loudly. "Hey!" I protested, trying hard not to laugh myself. "I don't look at your breasts all the time!" "Whatever!" Kelsey snorted. "Do you want to take a picture of them, so you can stare at them on your phone all day?" "That does it, you little brat! Time for a spanking!" I scowled. "Later. First it's time for your surprise," Kelsey said sultrily before turning around and going back into her bathroom. "You coming?" Amanda asked sweetly. I nodded quickly, practically tearing my clothes off. Once I was down to just my boxers, she stared hungrily at my huge, tenting pole. "Those should probably come off too," she whispered seductively. I gulped and pulled my boxers down, my rock-hard cock standing proudly at attention. "Mmmm, you've got such a nice cock," Amanda breathed, quickly kneeling down in front of me. Before I could even say anything, she opened her mouth and sucked my shaft nearly all the way inside. "Oh Amanda," I moaned, curling my right hand into her hair and pulling her mouth a little further onto my pole. I felt her throat protest a few times before it opened up, letting my full length slide inside. The wonderful goddess moaned as she sucked deeply, her luscious lips locking themselves around my cock like a vice. Her eager little tongue tickled the underside of my lance, and I could see a happy smile form on her face from my groans of pleasure. Kelsey reappeared in the door opening, shaking her head at what we were doing. "I thought we were going to get into the shower?" she asked, a little plaintively. Amanda let her mouth slide off my pole with a wet slurp and grinned at my sister. "We're coming. I just couldn't resist sucking that hard cock when I saw it." "You slut!" Kelsey grinned at her friend and lover, then she stepped aside. "Okay, come on. Both of you, into the shower!" "Don't trust us to follow you, sis?" I laughed. "No, I don't! If she's going to suck you off right here, I want to join!" Amanda seemed to mull it over, but I quickly slipped past her to prevent any delays or changes to the plan. Getting into the shower with the two most incredible girls in the world sounded like a really, really good idea to me. As I passed my sister, I reached out and pinched her butt. Kelsey squeaked and slapped my ass in return. "Watch where you're putting that hand, mister!" "Would you rather me put it somewhere else?" I teased. Her eyes turned smoky. "I definitely want something somewhere else," she breathed. I gawked at her, feeling a huge lump build in my throat. I prayed she was talking about my cock, and her pussy. "Stop spoiling everything!" Amanda giggled at Kelsey. She stepped towards me, putting her hands against my chest and pushing me backward. "Come on, lover boy, into the shower you go!" I readily let myself get pushed, but hesitated right in front of the glass door. "Kel, what about your feet?" I asked my sister, who was following close on Amanda's heels. Kelsey shrugged and gave me an encouraging smile. "It'll be fine. And if not, you're worth it." I nodded and got into the shower, quickly turning on the hot water; standing around stark naked had made me a little chilly, despite the hotness of the two naked girls. I shivered as the spray hit me, cold at first but quickly reaching an almost perfect temperature. My muscles practically purred, and they slowly started to relax in the luxurious warmth. Both Kelsey and Amanda got into the shower, coming to stand on either side of me. I kept switching my gaze from one to the other, marveling at just how unbelievably gorgeous they both were. My gaze fell on Kelsey's ass, and I felt my mouth begin to water at the sight of her bubble butt. It created a wonderful waterfall as she dipped beneath the spray to drench her hair. My sister stretched and moaned in the feel of the hot shower, sticking her tits out, and Amanda reached out to cup both of them with a happy smile. Kelsey bit down on her bottom lip in that terrifically cute way of hers, while Amanda squeezed and slightly lifted her breasts. Not that they needed any lifting, since they were wonderfully firm—yet still soft at the same time—and were standing out absolutely perfectly. Nobody in the world had better tits than my sister. I joined Amanda in fondling Kelsey's tits, and my breath stuck in my throat from the wonderful feeling. Kelsey smiled, gently soaking her hair while she was felt up by the two of us. "Something tells me you guys really like my tits." "Yeah," I croaked, my voice sounding as if I'd been a chain smoker for fifty years. I scraped my throat loudly and repeated myself. "Yeah!" "You know we love your tits," Amanda said, rolling Kelsey's nipple between her thumb and forefinger, gently squeezing it. Then she bent forward and took it in her mouth, firmly sucking on it. Kelsey put her hand on Amanda's neck and softly massaged it, moaning as her lover cherished her nipple. Her eyes were still closed, and she shivered under Amanda's skillful tongue which was happily lashing her firm little nub. Both her nipples were incredibly hard, and with a small groan I bent down and took her other nipple into my mouth. "Mmmm, that's so nice," Kelsey moaned as we licked and lavished her tits. The water cascaded onto my face, but I barely noticed it, all my attention focused on the feel of her amazing breast and the wonderful taste of her nipple. A hand grabbed my cock, starting to gently tug on it; it felt like Amanda's, though I couldn't be completely sure. It only took a few seconds for a second hand to join in, and I moaned as the girls jerked me off. One pair of fingers ran the length of my shaft, then it moved lower, cupping my balls. The other hand was squeezing the head and teasingly smearing my rapidly flowing precum all over. Standing back up, I locked my lips against Kelsey's. Her tongue darted out to meet mine halfway, and we both groaned happily, tongue-wrestling for a few seconds before she let me inside her mouth. "Me too?" Amanda asked cutely, giving us each a kiss on the cheek. Kelsey and I both nodded quickly, more than happy to let Amanda join in. My gorgeous girlfriend's tongue rubbed against ours, and all three of us laughed at the tickling sensation. Then we started kissing in earnest, our tongues flashing everywhere they could. Amanda was still jacking me off, letting my cock bump against my sister's tummy every few strokes. She gasped with delight as Kelsey stuffed two fingers into her pussy, and my sister immediately started fingerfucking her in a deliciously fast pace. Amanda's amazing body writhed beneath my sister's skillful fingers, causing me to groan at the sight. I bent down again to take Amanda's nipple into my mouth. Though her breasts weren't as large as Kelsey's, they were still absolutely perfect, and so were her nipples. I nibbled on it, alternating between her left and right nub every few seconds, and she sensually ran her hand through my hair, obviously enjoying it. My hands roamed over both their asses, squeezing and cupping them. Again, Kelsey's was slightly larger and curvier than Amanda's, but they both felt magnificent to me. I stood in silent awe at how perfect they both were. In fact, they were beyond perfect. Not just their asses, or their boobs, but every inch of them; they were stunningly beautiful goddesses. I gave silent thanks for them being in cheerleading, assuming that their frequent competitions had undoubtedly had a lot to do with them being so athletic and so ridiculously hot. Still slurping softly on Amanda's nipple, I teasingly slid a finger inside both their cracks. They both grinned at me when I put a finger against their little holes. "Are you going to finger our asses, you bad boy?" Kelsey asked, her eyes sparkling. I let go of Amanda's nipple and stood back up, smiling at my sister. "I dunno. Have you two been good girls? Do you deserve it?" I asked, mimicking Carynne's voice as best I could. Amanda laughed happily, then she tightly squeezed my cock. "Behave now," she said with a little smirk. I winked at her, then without warning sank my fingers inside, causing them both to groan simultaneously. Amanda closed her eyes and bit her lower lip as both her holes got fingered, while Kelsey squeezed her butt on my finger, apparently trying to draw it in deeper into her heavenly ass. "Amanda, finger my cunt too, please!" my sister asked. Amanda wasted no time in granting Kelsey's wish, sliding two of her fingers inside my sister's pussy. I gasped in awe as I watched my two lovers finger each other's pussies, while I was fingering their asses. I loved watching girls finger each other, and seeing it done right in front of me, by the two most amazing girls in the world, was blowing my mind. I felt myself get lightheaded, and my cock started to throb fiercely under Amanda's skillful teasing. All three of us were beginning to moan and breathe heavily. "What happened in the car made me really, really horny, Damon," Amanda admitted softly, her warm hand smoothly tugging on my dick. "I had to restrain myself from pulling Carynne off you and mounting your cock myself." I smiled at her. "Did you want to grind on it too?" "No, I wanted to fuck you," she moaned. "Right there in the car, with all the girls watching! I wanted you to cum inside me." I stared at her, my heartbeat increasing to about a trillion beats a minute from excitement. "And now? Do you still want to?" I asked hopefully. "Uh-huh," she moaned, her hand squeezing my cock gently but firmly. "I want to feel your cock in my pussy. I want you to fuck me!" "Yes!" my sister hissed. "I want to watch you two fuck!" "Do you think we'll be okay? With Mom downstairs, I mean?" I asked. Kelsey nodded. "Just try to be a little quiet. The shower will drown out most noise. I've been pretty loud in here, and I don't think she's ever noticed, but let's not take any chances, okay?" I nodded. The last thing we needed was for Mom to come barging in; it would be bad enough to find her daughter naked here with another girl, but to find Kelsey with me would be the proverbial shit hitting the fan. Still, I figured that between the noise of the shower and the noise from her TV shows we'd be okay if we didn't scream the tiles off the walls. "I don't know how quiet I can be, though," Amanda moaned. "I'm so fucking horny, I want to get pounded!" She closed her eyes again as Kelsey's fingers and mine eagerly plundered her holes. Her ass was clenching on my fingers, and her grip on my cock intensified. "Damon, please fuck me!" Kelsey and I gently pulled our fingers out of her, and Amanda let out an explosive breath. Her eyes were a raging inferno, and I could see the lust shining through them as she backed up a few steps, leaning her back against the tiled wall. I quickly stepped towards her, my knees slightly buckling at the though of finally getting to fuck her, and my cock standing out like a steel rod. I reached out and guided the shower head so we were still underneath the stream of water. I sighed in admiration as it ran over Amanda's naked body, little rivulets streaming over her tits and creating small waterfalls at the edge of her marvelous curves. Fuck, she was so beautiful! "I want you so fucking bad," I said heatedly, feeling her hand help me guide my shaft between her legs. I paused briefly when I felt her moist heat touch the head of my cock. "Oh fuck, I've wanted you since the first day I saw you," Amanda replied in a husky voice, quivering from her desire. "Put it in me, please!" I poked around with my cock for a few seconds, then realized I was way too tall for us to be able to fuck like this. I put my hands underneath her ass and easily lifted her. She wrapped her legs around me, and I was a bit startled at the grip she exerted; cheerleading had made her legs a lot more powerful than I would've expected. I briefly thought of doing it to her again while she was wearing her cheerleading outfit. It was a very pleasant thought, since I'd always been a sucker for short skirts. The water was pouring over my head and down my shoulders, but it practically seemed like ice compared to the heat coming from Amanda's slender body. Amanda gave me a teasing grin. "Want to make sure I can't escape?" I chuckled and gave her a quick kiss. "Yep. You're all mine now, for as long as I want you!" "Mmmm. I hope that'll be a long time," she said softly, her heart in her eyes. Before I could say anything else, I suddenly felt Kelsey's hand grab my cock and put it at the entrance to Amanda's soaked slit. "Fuck her!" Kelsey moaned as she wormed her head in between Amanda's body and mine, then took the blonde goddess' nipple into her mouth. Her hand was still tugging on my cock, trying to get it to go inside Amanda's pussy, and I pushed forward a little more, finally feeling my cock sink into heaven. Amanda and I both moaned in delight. The heat from her pussy was several times more intense than that of her body, and I shoved my cock further inside her smoldering cunt. "Mmmm, fuck, that feels good!" Amanda sighed, her eyes closed as she tried to get used to the feel of my cock buried inside her slit. "Uh-huh!" I grunted. I left my cock in her pussy for a few more seconds, then pulled it back out. "Damon, put it back in me!" Amanda pleaded. I just grinned wickedly and rubbed my cock through the entrance of her slit. "Do you like that?" I asked. "Yes, but why am I being punished?" Amanda mewled as my cock repeatedly bumped against her clit. "Why would I be punishing you?" "For making you wait so long before you could fuck me. Is that why you're not giving it to me?" she pouted. "No," I chuckled. "I just want to hear you beg for it." "Oh God, Damon, please fuck me! I want your cock inside me. Please fuck my needy little cunt!" she begged, causing Kelsey to giggle at her friend's obviously horny discomfort. My sister let go of Amanda's nipple and stretched herself out on her toes, just being able to reach Amanda's mouth with her own. The two kissed for a few seconds, then Amanda let out a large, deep sigh when I slid my cock back inside her cunt. I put my eyes right near Amanda's, our foreheads almost touching. I felt myself drown as I gazed into her eyes, seeing the utter joy at what we were doing inside them. Her legs clenched more tightly around my ass, and she began to move her pussy in a delicious way, grinding my cock off inside her little cunt. Kelsey kissed us both before she lowered herself again. A small part of me wondered what she was going to do, but most of my attention was focused on Amanda's blue-green orbs. They sparkled with joy from getting a cock inside her pussy for the first time in her life. I smoothly slid forward until I was almost three quarters of the way inside her. "Fucking hell, that's big," Amanda grunted. "Go easy on me, please." I got a huge grin on my face, like I figured every guy did when a girl said he had a big cock, but stopped pushing in further so Amanda could get adjusted to me. Her tightness was exquisite. I had thought that fucking Kim had been fantastic when she took my virginity, but she was utterly worthless compared to sinking my cock inside Amanda. "How does it feel, baby?" Kelsey asked from beside us, panting slightly. She was obviously excited. Her hand was softly sliding over my back and my ass, occasionally scratching my skin, causing me to shiver with delight. "It's so good!" Amanda mewled. "His cock is forcing me open, and it just feels so fucking awesome!" Kelsey gave her a wide grin, reaching up on her tippy toes again to kiss my girlfriend once more. As I glanced at my gorgeous sister, I could see that she had her fingers stuffed inside her own pussy and was masturbating hungrily. "Don't make yourself cum on your fingers, Kel, please?" I asked. I wanted to be the one to do it. "Don't worry. I'll save it for you," she said with the cutest of smiles after easing up from kissing Amanda. "Okay, go a little deeper," Amanda said after a few moments. I felt her pussy relax a little, and I immediately shoved forward. She let out a little grunt when the remaining few inches of my cock plowed into her wonderful slit. "Uh, fuck!" she sighed. "God, baby, I'm all the way inside," I moaned as I looked down. Just a small bit of my cock was still visible, the rest having been swallowed up by her divine little cunt. "Mmmm, it feels so good ... you're so fucking deep!" Amanda said lustfully, her body shivering against me. "Thank you, Kel," I said to my sister. "For letting you fuck her?" Kelsey asked. "Well, that too, but mostly for fucking her hymen out with a candle," I grinned. "If her pussy was any tighter, she'd break my cock in half." "Huh? How do you know about that?" "I told him," Amanda groaned before she locked her mouth onto mine, sharing a deep kiss with me. "Oh, okay. Did you know that she moaned your name when she came, Damon?" Kelsey asked with a delighted grin. "When I fucked her with that candle? She was pretending it was your cock that was pounding her!" "Kelsey!" Amanda moaned. "You promised you wouldn't tell him!" "Hey, if you can tell him stuff, so can I!" my sister giggled. I grinned at her with a wide smile—I absolutely loved her cheerful brattiness. Her eyes were the deepest, darkest blue I'd ever seen, and they were almost literally ablaze with desire. My sister leaned against me, her tits pushing heavily against my side. She got up on the tips of her toes again and whispered in my ear, "She wanted me to fuck you like she imagined you would fuck her: hard and savage. She came so hard, Damon ... she was cumming like crazy all over that candle!" "God," I moaned, looking at the blonde goddess I held in my arms while driving my cock inside her. Amanda was blushing badly, but she had a delighted little grin on her face. "Did you beg Kelsey to stop after you came, Amanda?" "No," Amanda said with a pert little smile. "She's never asked anyone to stop before," Kelsey said, looking at her friend with love, and perhaps admiration, in her eyes. "Some day, I'm going to get you to beg me to stop fucking you," I teased Amanda. "I'd love for you to try," she grinned. "Lots and lots!" "Yes, good luck with that," Kelsey said, shaking her head. "Even Carynne and I together couldn't get her to give up after three solid hours of fucking her!" I smiled at Amanda, licking my lips as Kelsey kept revealing more and more slutty secrets about her. "Fuck me, Damon," Amanda breathed, and I nodded eagerly. My cock was sliding fully in and out of her, lubricated by her own delicious wetness. We both groaned loudly as we fucked, Amanda bucking her own body to try to add some more wonderful friction to our coupling. I slowly pulled my shaft out of her until just the head of my cock remained in her juicy pussy. It didn't give up without a fight, her walls constantly tugging at my shaft, trying to keep it inside. "You ready?" I asked, my body tensing up. "Yes, take me," Amanda moaned. "Pound it in me, hard!" As if fired from a cannon, my cock shot forward, eagerly slamming back inside Amanda's cunt. "Oh, fuck yes!" she grunted when my entire length was thrust back into her. I gritted my teeth at the amazing feelings coursing through me. Nothing had ever felt as good as her juicy cunt. I jumped a little when I felt Kelsey fidget her way between my legs. I widened my stance a bit so she could slip in between me, then she started kissing my balls, my shaft, and Amanda's cunt. "Mmmm, Kel, you little slut! Lick my cunt while your brother fucks me!" Amanda hissed. Kelsey didn't say anything, instead just continuing to tease and lick the both of us with her skillful tongue, adding even more delight to what was already the greatest thing to have ever happened to me. Leaning forward, I trapped Amanda completely between myself and the wall, then I started rapidly sliding my cock inside her. She groaned at every thrust, and I almost howled with joy as I felt my balls start to slap against my sister's chin. "Fuck ... harder, please. Fuck me harder!" Amanda moaned, her breathing already starting to come in short gasps. The heat from her body was nearly overwhelming, and I wondered how her brain still worked when she was so hot. "Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you," I said. I already felt like I was jackhammering inside her. "Yes. Give it to me!" Amanda moaned. I happily complied with her wishes, plowing my cock even harder in and out of her marvelous cunt. Sweat was pouring off me, to be immediately washed away by the cascade of water from the shower, and I put my head against Amanda's shoulder, grunting as I nailed her. "Yeah! Just like that!" Amanda almost cried, her body bucking and shivering as I fucked her. "Harder, Damon!" Kelsey hissed from underneath us. "She can handle it!" "I'll remember this when you're the one who's got this big fucking cock in you, brat!" Amanda groaned. "I'll make him pound your brains out!" "Good!" Kelsey laughed, then she locked her mouth on Amanda's cunt. Her tongue licked both her lover's slit and my cock as I fucked it in and out of Amanda's pussy. I Increased my pace stroke by stroke, causing me to moan with joy. The hot, tight grip of Amanda's pussy on my cock was insane, and I knew I wasn't going to be able to hold out for much longer. The added feeling of my own sister's tongue slurping up and down the length of my cock just drove me that much more insane. Harder and deeper I plowed, the entire length of my cock sliding inside Amanda's squelching slit. "Yes, fuck me!" Amanda hissed. She leaned her head back against the wall, and her eyes rolled up. "Oh God!" she groaned as I felt her pussy begin to squeeze and spasm. "Mmmm, she's gonna cum!" Kelsey said elatedly. Both Amanda and I shuddered, and I gasped in sheer ecstasy when her pussy walls started contracting, milking my cock like a vice. "Kel, finger my clit!" Amanda pleaded. "Yeah, baby! Cum all over his cock!" my sister hissed, quickly putting her fingers on top of Amanda's shivering cunt and finding my blonde goddess' clit with ease. I plowed inside Amanda like a savage, my cock ramming in and out of her wonderful snatch, while Kelsey fingered and licked her. It was too much for Amanda to handle, and a huge shudder of pleasure tore through her. "Oh God, fuck me!" she gasped, remembering at the last moment to temper her screams. Her cunt clenched down on my cock so hard I thought she was going to tear it off. I squeezed her ass as she came, a wave of her hot, sticky juice washing over my shaft. "Yeah, make her cum! Let her cum all over your big cock!" Kelsey hissed. Amanda shivered in my arms, gush after gush of her juice splashing wetly on my cock and oozing out of her slit. Even though the water was still pouring over us, I could feel the stickiness from her cum coating my balls. Kelsey wasted no time in cleaning us up, her tongue lapping at every inch of skin it could find, and I heard her moan as she sucked Amanda's juices off my shaft and balls. I was still eagerly thrusting my shaft into Amanda's wet little cunt, plowing through every ripple of resistance her squeezing pussy put up, and I could feel the oh-so-familiar tingle. "Oh shit, I'm gonna cum too," I groaned. "I need to get out of you!" "No!" Amanda mewled, her legs squeezing me even tighter than her pussy was squeezing my cock. "Cum inside me, I want to feel your cum! Fill my cunt with your cum, please!" Kelsey nipped on my shaft, then she moaned, "Do it, Damon! Cum in the gorgeous slut! Fill her cunt up with your jizz so I can lick it out of her!" She put her hand on my balls, and her nails gently scraped them; it was the final straw that set me off. I roared with pleasure as my cock exploded inside Amanda, a huge rope of my semen bursting out of my shaft inside her milking cunt. "Yeah, cum inside me!" she moaned. "Fill my little cunt! Fuck, it feels so good!" I pumped stream after stream of my cum right into her eagerly receiving slit, while bright flashes seemed to explode behind my eyeballs. I gasped deliriously at the ferocity of my orgasm, emptying myself completely inside my gorgeous girlfriend. Amanda was biting my neck, none too gently, her entire body rubbing against me in an effort to coax more of my jizz out. "Mmmm yes, give it to me!" she hissed, licking over my ear, sending further shivers of pleasure thundering through me. I was vaguely aware of Kelsey's tongue licking and slurping all over my shaft and balls as I dumped a few more loads of cum inside Amanda's cunt. Then, with a strength-sapping sigh, I bucked one more time. A final drop of my seed deposited itself in Amanda's wonderful pussy before my knees gave way. Amanda squeaked when her support suddenly gave out, but fortunately my sister was quick enough to brace me and managed to prevent us from falling down. I let Amanda down as gingerly as I could, careful not to clunk Kelsey in the head, then I half-sat, half-fell onto the shower floor. "Are you okay?" Amanda asked me with a small smile after kneeling beside me. I nodded, unable to speak. My body seemed determined to go to sleep, and I had to struggle to actually stay awake. Kelsey knelt in front of her friend, and I thought for a moment she was going to check up on me, but instead she hungrily buried her face inside Amanda's slit, sliding her tongue inside. "Mmmm, yes Kel, lick your own brother's cum out of my pussy! Oh, you are such a nasty little slut!" Amanda hissed eagerly, grabbing my sister's head with both hands and grinding herself off against it. My sister just moaned as I saw her tongue flash, licking deeply between Amanda's dripping folds. Kelsey seemed practically desperate, her tongue thrusting and licking everywhere, and it didn't take long for Amanda's moans to get somewhat labored again. "Fuck baby, you're so fucking good at that!" Amanda groaned, locking her hands in my sister's hair and humping her slit faster up and down Kelsey's face. Kelsey thrust her tongue deeply inside Amanda's slit a few more times, then she came up for some air. "Your cum tastes so good!" Kelsey grinned at me, making a great show of swallowing. "I love licking it out of her!" I just grinned at her and motioned for her to continue while I scooted up against the glass wall, half leaning against it. My attention was fully focused on the two horny nymphs in front of me. Again I thanked all the heavens for having them in my life. Kelsey pushed against Amanda's tummy, making her lover lie down on the shower floor beside me, then she lifted Amanda's legs up over her shoulders and buried her face back inside my gorgeous girlfriend's cunt. Amanda got a happy grin on her face, and she scooted over a little bit, resting her head in my lap. I gently played with her hair, smiling down at her while Kelsey ate her delicious pussy. For several minutes all three of us were quiet; the only sounds heard were those of the shower raining down and Amanda's increasingly hot moans as Kelsey ate her out. "Oh baby, you're making me cum!" Amanda squealed. Her body started to buck again, her pussy grinding all over my sister's face. She closed her eyes as a flush came over her, and with a big spasm she came, shivering under the force of her orgasm. Kelsey's tongue was trying to lick everywhere, flashing around in an effort to get every drop of Amanda's cum inside her mouth while Amanda came over and over in waves. I gently played with Amanda's breasts, slowly tweaking her nipples, loving how easily and often she came. She shuddered in my lap, soft whimpers of joy escaping from her lips while she drenched my sister's face with her cum. Finally she let out a huge sigh, then her climax ended, and her body slowly began to relax. She looked at my sister with eyes full of love while she gently played with Kelsey's hair. Kelsey moved her face out from between Amanda's legs, then she crawled over to me. Without saying anything, Kelsey kissed me, sucking on my bottom lip and exploring my mouth with her tongue. She tasted heavily of Amanda's cum, and the delicious nectar jumpstarted my cock which almost immediately grew back to its full length, eager for more fucking. Kelsey's hand grabbed my shaft and started sensually jerking it. I enjoyed her handjob for a bit, slowly feeling myself get harder and hornier at every stroke. Shivers of delight ran through me, and I knew that if I let her go on, Kelsey would just jerk me to orgasm in a matter of minutes. Amanda was still resting her head in my lap, her eyes closed, and a soft smile on her face as she seemed to enjoy just listening to Kelsey and I fool around. "Have you really never jerked a guy off before?" I asked Kelsey, suppressing a groan. "Nope," she grinned. "That's impossible. You're way too good at it!" Kelsey nails scraped under my balls, and she brought her free hand over to help, her other hand still sensually jerking me off. "I've watched you do it a bunch of times, and I made sure to pay close attention to what you were doing," she said softly. "You've watched me?" I gasped. "Yes!" she giggled. "What, you think you were the only one who realized that that bathroom is a perfect place for peeking? With the door open just a crack, I could easily see you going at it behind your desk, you know." I felt myself start to blush, but it quickly got drowned out under a wave of pleasure: the result of Kelsey continuing her fantastic jerking. Not wanting to waste my cum on a handjob, I reached out and grabbed her hand, motioning for her to go easy. She gave me a wicked grin, but obediently did as I asked. I felt a shiver of joy run across my spine, and I groaned with pleasure. Kelsey stared at me, her mouth opening a few times as if she wanted to say something, but the words wouldn't come out. I felt my blood racing through my veins while I waited for her to say what I wanted to hear. Amanda opened her eyes and gave my sister a beautiful, encouraging smile. "Come on, baby, you really want it. Ask him," she whispered softly. "Damon," Kelsey said haltingly. "Yeah?" I stammered. "Will ... will you please fuck me? I want you to be my first too." I looked at her with my mouth hanging open. She had never seemed more beautiful, or vulnerable, than she did right then and there. I would have torn my own heart out and eaten it before I'd have said no to her. "I would love to, honey," I breathed. "Are you sure?" "Yes. I want your cock, and your cum, inside of me," she said quietly. I moaned, and my cock twitched eagerly as I sat up straight. I was about to get to my feet when Amanda rolled over and put her hand on my chest. "No, let her sit on you," she said, obviously excited. I nodded with a gulp, watching my sister crawl on top of me. She had a small flush on her face because of what we were about to do. I sat with my back against the glass wall, my cock firmly in the air. Kelsey planted her knees on either side of my hips, her pussy mere inches above my practically staggering cock. I couldn't believe what was happening. We were about to fuck! I was going to fuck my own sister! Kelsey gave me a look so filled with love that I felt my heart melt, and she leaned close to give me a soft kiss. I returned her tender kiss for a few seconds, then she moved her head back, looking straight into my eyes. "I love you, Damon," she said. "I love you too, Kel," I replied. "Thank you," she said, and I nodded. We both knew what she was thanking me for, and we both knew she didn't have to thank me. I wanted it just as badly as she did. Kelsey grabbed her lower lip between her teeth and closed her eyes, lowering herself onto my throbbing cock. She shivered slightly when the head of my cock touched her pussy, but she kept going determinedly. With a sigh I felt her lips spread for me, my cock slowly being enveloped by her scorching slit. My mind felt as if it was floating in water. I disbelievingly gazed at my own sister sink her wonderfully tight pussy down on my shaft. Kelsey's head started rolling back at every extra inch she took inside herself, until finally, with a loud moan, she took the full length of my cock. "God, I'm so full," Kelsey moaned lewdly. Her lust took over, and her hands went up to her tits to squeeze them. "I can't believe you just took my entire cock inside you in one go," I gasped with surprise. Amanda crawled over and sat on top of my legs, positioning herself behind Kelsey. She put her gorgeous face right beside my sister's, resting her chin on Kelsey's shoulder, then she giggled. "Well, she does have a pretty sloppy pussy!" she joked, immediately giving Kelsey a kiss on her cheek to show she didn't mean it. "If I do, it's your fault!" Kelsey sighed. "You keep ramming that big toy in me!" Amanda laughed loudly, winking at me conspiratorially. "What toy?" I gasped. The idea of Amanda slamming something in my sister's pussy and stretching her open made me even hornier than I already was. "Stacey got her a big dildo for her eighteenth birthday," Amanda explained, after nibbling on Kelsey's neck for a few moments. "It's rapidly become our favorite thing to play with." "Well, apart from you," Kelsey moaned softly, wriggling her pussy to try to get my cock seated a bit more comfortably inside her. It didn't seem like it had much effect; contrary to what Amanda had said, Kelsey's pussy was marvelously tight, and it fit around my pole like a glove. "True." Amanda laughed. "Apart from you, it's our number one fuck buddy!" "It's nice of you to share your toys with your horny girlfriend, Kel," I teased, shivering as my sister's pussy squeezed and milked my deeply buried cock. "That's kind of what it was made for," Kelsey sighed. She began to raise herself a little bit after having adjusted to the size of my cock. "What?" I groaned, not understanding. "It's a double-sided dildo," Amanda grinned. "We can both fuck it at the same time. And don't tell me you don't know what that is! I know you've seen porn with girls using one of those!" "Christ," I groaned. "Can I see you two do that?" "Of course. I'd love it if you watched us do that for awhile, then rammed your big cock inside me afterwards." She licked her lips sensually and smiled at me, then she reached around Kelsey and grabbed my sister's tits, squeezing them. "Fuck," I growled, Amanda's teasing setting my blood to boil. I put both my hands on my sister's hips, lifting her delicate body up until my cock was all the way outside of her, just barely pressing between her pussy lips. "Ready, Kel?" "Oh God," Kelsey moaned. "Go easy, please. You're so damn big!" I stared at my sister's sexy body with a lewd grin. The idea of ramming my cock inside her was very enticing; however, I didn't want to hurt her so I slowly let her sink down all the way instead. Kelsey wailed as my cock forced her open again, eagerly sinking back between her deliciously hot folds, but it was a wail of pleasure rather than pain. "Just leave it in me like that for a bit, I need to get used to it," she breathed once I bottomed out, my cock having been completely swallowed up by her hungry pussy. "What happened to your hymen, sis?" I asked after a few moments. "Amanda fuck it out of you with a candle too?" "No, I lost it horseback riding when I was thirteen," Kelsey moaned. Her breathing was heavy, and her slit twitched delightfully around my shaft. "You know, I was kind of annoyed when I found out she'd lost her hymen already. After she fucked mine out with that candle, I really wanted to return the favor," Amanda grinned. She was rolling my sister's nipples between her fingers while also sucking on Kelsey's neck and ears. She lowered her pussy until it touched my leg, then she began to grind herself on me. She felt gloriously wet. "Jesus, you two are like the dirtiest girls ever," I sighed in amazement. "Whatever!" Amanda exclaimed. "Wait until Stacey gets her hands on you!" "Yeah," Kelsey giggled. She was obviously getting more used to having my cock inside her. "Stacey would do things to you that you probably haven't even heard of yet." "Yeah, but with girls, right?" I asked. "No, with guys, too. And men," Amanda said, shaking her head. "Kel and I call each other a slut a lot, mostly as a joke, but Stacey truly is one." "And Carynne too," my sister said, smiling. "Yeah, Stacey's corrupting her quite rapidly," Amanda said. "And you're okay with her ... ohhh," I started to say, then moaned when Kelsey flexed her pelvic muscles, her slit squeezing my cock in a wonderful way. "Fuck honey, that feels good." "Yeah, it does," Kelsey moaned. "I'm glad you like it. Want me to do it again?" "Please!" She grinned as she flexed and squeezed her pussy, the resulting feeling like nothing I had ever felt before. "See, cheerleading is good for a whole bunch of stuff!" she giggled. I gave her a puzzled look, and Amanda chimed in, "We do a few core exercises to be able to do the Scorpion and some other poses. They really train the muscles down there, too." I sighed deliriously as Kelsey's pussy kept milking me. It was like receiving a handjob while buried inside a tight cunt; I could actually feel a slight tingle start up in my balls again already. "God, you're going to make me cum if you keep this up!" Kelsey grinned at me, then shook her head. "Not yet, I want you to fuck me more first. Plus, I actually have a better idea," she said, her eyes blazing. She quickly got up and turned around, facing away from me, then lowered herself down, positioning her pussy over my steel shaft. She reached behind her with her hand, grabbing my swaying cock and placing it against her slit. Amanda was grinning wildly, her eyes locked on my sister's hot body as it was about to sink down on my cock. She leaned in and kissed Kelsey, and the sight of their tongues wrestling did nothing to help the tingle in my balls subside. "Fuck my horny little cunt!" Kelsey hissed, wiggling her shapely ass and grinding her soaked slit up and down my painfully hard cock. "Ram your cock into my slutty fuckhole!" "Jesus, sis," I exclaimed in surprise at the dirty words she was using, while putting both my hands on her hips to hold her in place. "Do you like it when I talk dirty?" Kelsey grinned, looking at me over her shoulder. "Yeah, I just didn't expect it!" "Do you want me to keep doing it? I gulped and nodded, wiggling a little to get my shaft positioned just right, then I shoved my hips forward, my cock slipping inside her cunt. I grunted at the exquisitely tight feeling of her virgin pussy as it grudgingly gave way to my eager pole. I thought she'd been tight before, but this new position made her feel even tighter, and I had grit my teeth from the sheer deliciousness of it all. Kelsey's back arched as I slowly went deeper, her breathing loud and heavy. "Fuck, that is so fucking big! Go slow, please, it feels like you're ripping me apart!" "That's 'cause you're so fucking tight like this!" I grunted. I squeezed her slender hips gently and let her move up a little before pulling her back down, determined to sink my entire shaft back inside her. "How is it baby?" Amanda asked her friend, her face flushed with excitement from watching us fuck. "Oh, it feels so good," Kelsey grunted. "It's like he's putting a cucumber in my cunt!" Amanda grinned at me. "Yeah, we've done that, too." I laughed even as I agonizingly pushed on, my cock practically getting choked in Kelsey's tight slit. I was about three quarters of the way in and already felt like I was in heaven. "Dammit," Kelsey moaned, her face getting flushed as my cock started bottoming out inside her. "Is that thing still not all the way in yet?" "Almost baby," I groaned. "Ready for the last inch?" "Give it to me!" Kelsey begged. I arched my back and plowed my hips forward, letting my cock fully invade her snatch in one hard thrust. "Fuck!" Kelsey screamed loudly, her cunt scooting upward to escape my cock. I grabbed her hips and roughly pulled her back down, my cock again sliding fully inside her pussy. She started bucking on top of me, though whether from discomfort or pleasure I couldn't say. "Are you okay sis?" I asked, suddenly worried that I might have hurt her. "Oh God, yes!" she moaned. "Fuck me! Fuck me with your wonderful cock!" My hips started grinding up and down almost of their own volition, my cock spurring them on to allow it to eagerly plunder this hottest of all pussies. Kelsey was moaning along with me, licking her lips as she looked back at me with lust burning in her eyes. She was slowly sliding her ass up and down, impaling herself on my throbbing dick. Amanda was fingering her own tight little cunt as she watched us, the sopping noises coming from her excited slit making me even hornier still. Her gaze caught mine and she grinned happily at me, nodding her approval at what I was doing to my own little sister. She turned her attention back to her lover and kept playing with her own cunt, though she did lean forward to suck on Kelsey's tits again. Kelsey was starting to increase her pace, every thrust of my cock opening her tight pussy just a tiny fraction more. It was getting wetter by the moment, and my cock was able to slide inside her a bit harder on almost every stroke. We grunted and rutted for several minutes, both of us loving the feeling of fucking each other. The added taboo of us being brother and sister just made it even more dirty. After awhile, my cock easily slid completely inside her cunt and almost all the way out again, my sister meeting my every thrust with one of her own, her ass roughly slapping down on my lower stomach as we fucked as though we were possessed. My cock was glistening from her juices that were oozing out of her. My balls were slowly getting drenched by her copious fluids, and she had several mini-orgasms while riding on my pole like a well-trained little cowgirl. The sight of Kelsey's ass bouncing up and down on me washed away what little sanity I had left, and I just lost myself in a sea of pure fucking lust. I tightened my grip on her hips as I began to increase my pace, pushing up off the floor on every stroke and slamming back down on it on every retreat. I lifted my right hand and slapped her ass hard, eliciting a mild yelp from her before she looked at me with her smoky blue eyes, and she teasingly licked those fucking hot pink lips of hers. "Am I going to get my punishment now?" she asked eagerly. "Isn't this punishment enough?" I groaned, rapidly slamming my cock in and out of her juicy cunt. "Mmmm, this isn't punishment. This is wonderful!" "So how is that different from you being spanked then?" I grinned. "It isn't!" my sister giggled. "Fuck, I love being used like this! Fuck me harder and spank my ass!" Kelsey moaned. "You lucky slut!" Amanda grinned. Kelsey just groaned loudly at her friend, grabbing her head and pulling her close. Their mouths met in a ferocious kiss, and they both moaned loudly while swapping spit, their tongues flashing everywhere. I was starting to lose it, both from the feel of my cock brutally invading my sister's wet cunt, as well as my mind being overwhelmed by all the heat from the spectacle before me. Fuck, the sight of them kissing was amazing. Amanda broke their hot kiss and looked at me over Kelsey's shoulder. "Finger her ass!" she mouthed at me, and I grinned happily. Kelsey threw me an encouraging look, obviously having heard her best friend, and she motioned for me to do it. I held up my hand, and Amanda immediately understood what I wanted, taking my index finger in her mouth and lusciously sucking on it. Her mouth was so hot and wet that I had to stop fucking for a second, before I accidentally shot off in Kelsey's amazing cunt. My finger plopped out of Amanda's mouth, and I put it in front of Kelsey's perfect little star. Kelsey grinned lewdly, her eyes locked on me. "Do it!" she hissed. I felt a huge shiver run through her as I shoved my finger into her squeezing ass. "Mmmm, yes, use me! Fuck my cunt! Fuck my ass! Fuck my mouth! Fuck my slut body! Just fuck me!" Kelsey babbled, her head shaking wildly from side to side, causing her hair to fly everywhere. I starting fucking my cock into her cunt again while slowly grinding my finger deeper into her ass. "Oh fuck, I'm yours!" my smoking hot fucktoy of a sister gasped in response to me filling both her holes. I felt myself get lightheaded, both from the intense fucking and from the realization that she was completely surrendering herself to me. I started alternating the rhythm between my cock and my finger, shoving one inside as I pulled the other one out, causing Kelsey to shudder. "Oh God, Damon, your finger feels so fucking good in my ass!" she squealed. "And my cock?" I grinned. "That feels even better!" she moaned lustily. "Use her Damon, fuck her! Fuck your own little slut of a sister!" Amanda hissed, her voice cracking. I saw her frantically fingerfuck herself, and her gaze was locked on my cock plowing inside Kelsey's body. After a few moments of intense fingering, she scrambled to her feet, pushing her slit against my sister's face. "Eat me, Kel!" Amanda groaned. My sister obediently obliged, her tongue darting through my girlfriend's wet pussy lips. Amanda's eyes rolled back inside her head, and she started spasming wildly in mere seconds. A huge wave of her cum seeped out of her cunt, covering Kelsey's chin. "More! Give me more!" my sister grinned, opening her mouth to catch as much of Amanda's juice as she could while Amanda's cunt shivered against her face. Meanwhile, I kept happily thrusting both my cock and finger inside my sister's holes. "Fuck, drink my cum!" Amanda howled, riding her entire cunt over my sister's grinning face, completely soaking Kelsey in girl juice. She shivered for a few more seconds then stumbled backwards, her knees turning to jelly from the force of her climax. She took one more step, then sank down to the shower floor where she convulsed in the aftershocks of her cum. "Oh God, Damon!" Kelsey screamed, her cunt starting to convulse on my pole from what quickly turned into her most powerful orgasm yet. Her ass clenched so tightly that she pushed my finger completely out, and she shook like she was having a seizure on top of me. A hot wave of cum exploded out of her pussy, immediately soaking my cock, balls and even part of my stomach in a creamy wave. She was crying with the force of her orgasm, clawing at my legs and bumping and grinding her spasming cunt up and down on my cock. Kelsey started shrieking unintelligibly as more cum shot out of her juicy cunt, forcing itself past my constricting shaft and squirting everywhere. Several thin sprays of it made it as far as my face while the rest splattered on my chest, my stomach, and all over the shower floor. I couldn't resist anymore. The sight of Amanda exploding on Kelsey's face, combined with the feeling of Kelsey's body completely losing it and covering me in her cum, finally set me off. I grabbed my sister's hips and rammed my cock as deep as I could, letting out a guttural growl. From deep within me the orgasm rushed up, drowning out all other senses. My cum rocketed out of my shaft to fill my sister's twitching cunt with huge sprays. "Kelsey! I'm cumming in your cunt!" I half-roared, remembering at the last moment to keep my voice down so Mom wouldn't hear us. Time and again I bucked, firing my cum deep inside her; my cock was so hard, and I was cumming so much, that I groaned mindlessly. Kelsey moaned and shivered in delight at the hot streams of jizz I was depositing in her pussy, and she slowly ground her cunt from side to side, softly massaging the cum right out of me. When my climax finally subsided, after what seemed like a dozen sprays of cum, my cock slipped out of her cunt, rubbing teasingly past her slit to land wetly on my own stomach. "Wow!" my sister purred, her voice filled with wonder. "Damon, that was so amazing, I ... oh my God!" I lovingly smiled at her, completely stunned by what had just happened. I had just cum in my own sister's cunt! "You are so wonderful, sis," I groaned softly, feeling my strength completely abandon me. Kelsey scrambled around so she could face me, but the cum created by two massive orgasms were too much for her pussy to hold in, and she squealed as it gushed out, ejecting the sticky mess over my groin and stomach. She quickly buried her face in my crotch then started lapping at our combined juices. It took only a second for Amanda to scramble beside my sister, her tongue joining in the festivities. I groaned as the two girls thoroughly cleaned me up, lapping and slurping everywhere over my stomach and cock, taking turns at sucking my balls into their mouths and cleaning them off. They licked wherever there was the slightest drop of cum, and the feeling of their tongues and their tits rubbing against me was sheer ecstasy. Once they were convinced that every drop had been scoured clean, the two met for another kiss, this one sweet and sensual. I watched in awe as they softly ran their fingers through each other's hair, their tongues lightly feathering the other's lips. It was amazing to see how caring and gentle they could be, mere moments after having been such naughty fucksluts. They both moaned softly, kissing and caressing each other, their love so obvious that I almost physically felt it wash over me. Finally they broke up. They put their beautiful faces side by side and grinned at me with absolutely dazzling smiles. "That was awesome!" Kelsey said, her voice full of wonder and her face still glistening from Amanda's cum. "I can't believe I just got fucked!" "How does it feel to not be a virgin anymore?" Amanda asked teasingly. Kelsey giggled. "It doesn't feel much different, to be honest, but feeling his cum in my pussy is just wonderful!" Amanda smiled at her. "Yeah, I feel just about the same way." They both looked at me, huge smiles on their faces. "Thank you, Damon!" they giggled simultaneously. It was all I could do to barely move my head in a nod. The girls helped me crawl over to the center of the shower where we cuddled together, lying on the floor underneath the warm water. After having had my brains fucked out by both of them in the most amazing way possible, I never wanted to move anymore. I wanted to stay on the shower floor and just cuddle with them until I died. Eventually Kelsey grabbed one of her bottles of shampoo and conditioner, and the girls gently washed each other's hair, then soaped up each other's bodies. Normally the sight of the two of them rubbing soap on each other's tits would have me hard in an instant, but my orgasms had been so powerful that my cock didn't even twitch. It didn't feel like it would ever get up again. I wondered if this was what it'd feel like to be fucked to death. If so, I couldn't imagine a more satisfying way to die. After they had washed each other, both girls washed me while I still lay on the floor. Amanda teasingly gave my cock a few experimental tugs, but all the life had been thoroughly fucked out of it. They both giggled proudly at my sheer exhaustion. Of course, I had just managed to satisfy two horny cheerleader goddesses in one session, so all in all I wasn't the least bit embarrassed about my cock not being able to get up for awhile. About ten minutes after I had cum inside my own sister—something I still couldn't believe—all three of us got out of the shower, tired but thoroughly satisfied. My cock felt like it had been fucking for two days straight, and I silently admitted to myself that if I really just let Amanda have her way with me, she'd make my cock fall off in the space of a few hours, long before she'd ever want to stop. It didn't change my mind about wanting to try, however. We looked around for towels, but didn't see any. "Shoot," Kelsey muttered, going into her bedroom for a few moments, then coming back with three clean towels. "Sorry, I forgot about these," she said with a wry grin. "I had other things on my mind when we came in here." Both Amanda and I smiled at her, taking the towels she offered. Before Amanda could do anything else, I wrapped her in my towel and took her in my arms, my chest against her back. She purred as I hugged her against me and gently dried her off. Then I motioned for my sister to join us, which she readily did, the three of us hugging happily. "Thank you, girls, for letting me ... thank you for the surprise," I said softly. I kissed the back of Amanda's head, then leaned over to kiss my sister's forehead. "Don't be silly. I should be thanking you," my sister said. Amanda looked at me over her shoulder, her eyes moist with tears. "Thank you for being my first," she replied, her voice just as soft as mine, after which she grabbed my arms and pulled me tighter against her. I looked over at my sister, and was surprised to see her looking sad for just a second until she realized I was looking at her, and a smile popped back up on her face. "Are you okay, Kel?" I asked, a strange feeling settling in my stomach. "Yes, I'm fine," she replied cheerfully, though I couldn't help but think that it seemed a little forced. "Why?" "You just seemed ... sad." Amanda looked over at her friend, and I could see Kelsey's expression flicker for a second as the two of them stared into each other's eyes. "I'm not sad. I'm still horny though!" Kelsey finally said. "You're always horny," Amanda giggled, apparently not noticing anything unusual. "You're one to talk," my sister grinned, sticking her tongue out at her friend. Amanda shrugged out of my grasp and grabbed her, giving her a deep kiss. Both girls' hands strayed down to each others' asses, and a few seconds later their towels dropped to the floor. Amanda pushed my sister against the wall, their kiss having gone from casual to hot and hungry. Amanda put her leg between my sister's, and I saw Kelsey start to ride herself against her girlfriend as their tongues battled for supremacy in the other's mouth. Amanda also slid a finger down towards Kelsey's pussy, deftly playing with my sister's clit while her leg ground against my sister's puffy lips. "Finger me, please," Kelsey moaned, her body bucking gently on Amanda's hand and leg. I stared in amazement at the two insatiable girls going at it yet again. "Don't you two ever get enough?" I joked. My cock was starting to show signs of life again from the incredible show. "No," Amanda moaned, sliding a second finger inside Kelsey's pussy. "Never enough," Kelsey finished Amanda's sentence. They both giggled, then lost themselves in their hot fun again, my sister's tongue exploring all over Amanda's face and inside her mouth. Kelsey's body was bucking frantically on Amanda's leg, and her moans got louder by the second. I began worrying about Mom hearing, since there was no noise from the shower to cover their pants and moans anymore. Amanda's free hand was exploring all over Kelsey's body, softly scratching her shoulders, rubbing across her flat tummy and squeezing her ample breasts. Amanda got a devious little grin on her face, and she tweaked my sister's nipples, causing Kelsey to gasp. With every squeeze Kelsey's moans got louder still, and her breathing became more rapid, until suddenly she bit off a sharp squeal and shuddered. Her arm clenched around Amanda's shoulders, pulling her best friend closer. I gawked at my sister's pussy as it spasmed against Amanda's leg, her juice wildly shooting out and covering Amanda's smooth skin. "Mmmm, cum for me baby," Amanda purred. "That's my good girl." She diddled her tongue over Kelsey's ear, causing my sister to shiver with pleasure, while also rubbing frantically across my sister's clit. Kelsey moaned loudly, her body quivering a few more times under her lover's expert touch. One final squirt of her juice splashed wetly over Amanda's hand, soaking it, then she relaxed with a loud sigh, her body slumping in Amanda's grasp. She appeared out of it for a few moments, then she blew her hair out of her face. She swiped one stubborn lock from her forehead, then gave us both a beautiful smile. "Thank you," she said sweetly to Amanda. "You're welcome, baby." Amanda smiled, covering my sister's face in kisses. She brought her soaked hand to their mouths, and both girls started to lick it clean with soft moans. I went to stand beside them and joined my tongue in the cleaning process, reveling in the taste of Kelsey's pussy juice. We ended our fun with a shared kiss, three tongues rubbing and licking all over one another, then we dried off and got somewhat dressed. Kelsey and Amanda wanted to go downstairs and watch some TV, and I didn't want to leave either gorgeous girl out of my sight, hoping that they'd be horny enough to want to fuck more later. I prayed my cock would be up to the task, but even if it wasn't, I knew my tongue and fingers sure were. "Won't Mom notice that we've all showered?" I asked once all three of us were in Kelsey's bedroom, where the girls were putting on shorts and tank tops. I had put on sweatpants and a t-shirt myself and was happily watching the girls shrug themselves into their tight clothes. My heart ached as I stared at them; I was absolutely drowning in their beauty. "Oh yeah," Kelsey said, frowning. "Good thinking." Amanda shrugged, grabbing a towel and walking over to me. "Sit down for me?" she asked sweetly. I gave her a curious look but sat down on the edge of Kelsey's bed. She wrapped the towel around my head and began to vigorously rub my hair. Soon I felt Kelsey's hands join in, the two girls roughly scouring my scalp. Once they were done, they lifted the towel off my head, giggling as they saw my hair. "We should call you Spike with that hair," Kelsey grinned. "Thanks," I said dryly. "What exactly was the purpose of this?" "Now that your hair is dry, your mom won't know you showered," Amanda explained. "What about you?" I asked. Amanda's hair was still very wet, like my sister's. It was one of the reasons I preferred to keep my hair fairly short; I knew Kelsey's hair took at least a dozen hours to dry, if not more. "That's fine. She already knows that I use Kelsey's shower; she just doesn't know that we shower together." "It's not the showering she'd have a problem with, I think," I joked. Kelsey grinned naughtily. "No, it's the eating and fingering pussy that would give her fits!" Amanda smiled lovingly at her, then turned her attention back to me. "Anyways, we'll be fine now. We've been tiptoeing around your parents for almost a year, so we know how to handle it," she said confidently. "If you say so," I said, shrugging. After all, what was the worst Mom could do to us? She'd ground Kelsey for life and murder me with a rusty steak knife. It seemed a worthy trade-off for the amazing sex I'd just had, courtesy of these two impossible babes. After combing my hair, I went downstairs, the girls following after a few moments. I rummaged around in the kitchen for something else to eat, also grabbing a bottle of Gatorade, while the girls made themselves some tea. Once we came into the living room, we saw that Mom was deeply asleep on the couch, and the DVR was stuck at the end of one of her shows. I set the show to keep forever, since I knew Mom would want to watch it again if she'd fallen asleep before it ended. "Should we wake her up?" Kelsey asked. "Nah, let her sleep. She seems comfy enough," I said softly. My sister nodded and quietly walked over to Mom, draping a blanket across her, then giving her a soft kiss on her forehead. I smiled as I saw how much my sister loved our mom, despite their disagreements. I grabbed the recliner and turned it towards the TV, plopping down in it with a weary sigh. Both girls sat down on the floor in front of it, leaning their backs against my legs. We watched several shows that Kelsey had recorded over the past week, the volume low and our laughter inhibited so we wouldn't disturb Mom. After the sexual escapades we'd had earlier, I strangely found I was having just as much fun just sitting here with both of them, mindlessly passing the time. After about an hour and a half had passed, Kelsey and Amanda flashed a look at Mom. Once they saw she was still firmly asleep, they leaned towards each other and gently started making out. They moaned softly as their lips touched, their hands curling in each other's hair. They kept it up for several minutes, then they turned towards me and grinned, two pairs of eyes checking to see if it had had an effect on my cock. "Are you two just doing that to tease me?" I asked, grinding my palm over my rapidly hardening cock. "Maybe," Kelsey grinned impishly. "Actually, we just love kissing each other," Amanda whispered. "But the fact that it teases you is a nice bonus!" I was just about to ask the girls if they wanted to go back upstairs when I heard the kitchen door open. I sighed as I realized it was my dad; not because I didn't like it when he was home, but because having two parents in the house made fucking your own sister a whole lot more difficult than having just one parent who was asleep. A few seconds after he had come in, Dad walked into the living room, still dressed in his uniform. He fondly smiled at Mom then turned his gaze towards us. "Hi kids," he said in his usual baritone. He was pretty much a no-nonsense type of guy. "Hi Dad," Kelsey and I said simultaneously. "Hi Mr. Richards," Amanda breathed softly, staring at my dad with a big, flirty smile. I frowned at her, wondering what that was all about. "How long has your mom been asleep like that?" he asked, apparently oblivious. "Probably two hours or so, I guess," I said. "Maybe longer." "She's probably exhausted. I'll take her to bed, it's not good for her back to sleep on the couch like that anyways. Are you guys going to be in here?" "We'll go upstairs, so we don't bother you and Mom," I said resolutely. That actually worked out fine since our bedrooms were on the other side of the house from Mom and Dad's. If they were asleep, we could fool around as long as we didn't make too much noise. Thinking about fooling around quickly woke my cock up, and it eagerly began to rise; I mentally urged the stupid shit to stay down. The last thing I wanted was to show a huge boner in front of my dad. He was easily perceptive enough to realize it was likely caused by the girls sitting at my feet, and I doubted he'd be all that thrilled to know that his own son had the hots for his baby girl. The girls said goodnight to my dad and went upstairs, while I stayed behind for a bit, to help Mom get to bed and secretly to make sure there would be no surprises. I wanted to bury my cock in my sister's cunt and fuck her until she squirted. I wasn't about to risk that until I knew Mom and Dad were both firmly asleep. "How did swimming practice go today, son?" Dad asked after we'd gotten Mom all tucked in. She'd hardly woken up and was already fast asleep again in her bed. "We didn't have practice today," I reminded him. He frowned. "Don't you guys swim every day?" "Yeah, but not in the week before a big meet. Coach believes it's better to just take it easy and just swim every other day, so we don't burn out too much energy before the actual meet." "What meet do you have coming up again?" "The State semi-finals." "And the Championships are ... next week?" "Yeah. If I make them, of course." "Do you think you will?" I shrugged. "Mitch Stevens will be there, of course, and I can't beat him, but other than that I hope I won't have too much trouble. The first two in each distance automatically get to go to State, and I've got a pretty easy draw." "And what would you have to do to get to go to Nationals?" I grinned. "Win State." He gave me a wry smile. "That's not very likely is it?" "No, it's not. I mean, I can't beat Mitch anyways, and of course there will be plenty of competition at State." "You never know, son. If it was guaranteed who'd win, they wouldn't have to have the Championship to begin with." I sighed inwardly; Dad could be terribly obvious sometimes. "Yeah Dad, I know. But there'll be three or four guys at State who are simply better than I am. I got lucky that most of them are in the other half of the draw at the semis, so I'm happy if I can just go to State," I said, though going to Nationals was a huge dream of mine, and I always fervently hoped that something would happen that would allow me to go. Like my nearest competitors all slipping off the starting block, or being attacked by a giant Kraken halfway through or something. Dad nodded. "Okay, son. Best of luck on Saturday." "You won't come watch?" I asked, unable to keep the disappointment out of my voice. "I can't, I have to cover Steve's shift. I'm sorry. You know I want to." "It's okay. Keeping bad guys off the street is more important than swimming," I said sincerely. Though I didn't often tell him, I was actually very proud of my dad; he was a very good cop and was well liked in our community. Dad got a bit of a pained look on his face. "Damon, now that we're talking ... we, uh, we need to talk about your car." "My car?" I asked, a bit confused. "What about it?" "When will it be done?" "I'm hoping one of these days. The guy said he'd get the part sometime this week." Dad nodded. "Look, I don't know if you and Kelsey are aware of it, but we're not doing so great on money. Your mom isn't making as much at the animal hospital because people have too many financial difficulties to be able to afford health care for their pets." "Okay." "Similarly, I've just not had as many security gigs as I used to," Dad said. He often got asked to do security at large events, something that made him a nice bit of extra money. The economic downturn had put a damper on the amount of events as well. "What are you saying, Dad?" I asked, feeling a bit worried. He sighed. "Plain and simple, your mom and I can't afford to have your car fixed." I stared at him in dismay. "What? Dad, you said you'd pay for it!" "I know, and I'm sorry. We just don't have the money right now. Either we don't pay for your car, or we cut out something else." "Like what?" I asked, determined to find something. "Like your sister's cheerleading," he said somberly. "No way! You can't do that to her, she loves cheerleading!" I protested. "I know, Damon. Your mom and I don't want to tell her that. Neither do we want you to have to stop swimming. Unfortunately, between our bills, swimming and cheerleading, we just don't have any extra money anymore. We can't stop paying bills, we don't want to ask either of you to give up your sport, so that leaves not paying for your car." I nodded glumly as I did some calculations in my head. I had about four hundred dollars saved up still, though I doubted the repair would be anywhere near that cheap. I wondered if the garage would maybe allow me to do a payment plan of some kind. Of course, since I had no monthly income beside my allowance, that still wouldn't do me any good. I cursed myself for quitting my job at Applebee's a few months back, even though my increased swim training to ramp up to State had pretty much made that decision for me. Dad walked over and put his hand on my shoulder. "I'm sorry, son. I know you love that car. Maybe it's time we consider buying you something a little cheaper to maintain?" I grimaced at the thought, but I had to admit he might be right. My car was cool and all, but it was also a money pit, with parts for it getting more and more rare as they did for all American muscle cars. If I got myself a small Japanese compact, I'd save a ton on maintenance, not to mention mileage. Still, it was not a pleasant thought. "I'll think about it, Dad," I said morosely. He squeezed my shoulder. "I'm sorry," he said, walking off towards his bedroom. I grumbled to myself as I turned the lights in the living room off, stopping by the kitchen to pick up some Gatorade, then going upstairs. Why the hell couldn't they have money problems some other month? Why in the one month when I needed cash to fix my car? Life wasn't fair. I shook my head in an effort to clear the negative thoughts once I reached the second floor landing. I waited awhile to make sure Dad wasn't going to come back for anything; our parents rarely went upstairs, but it paid to be safe rather than sorry. Nothing made a noise in the house, so after about five minutes I walked over to Kelsey's bedroom, opening the door without knocking. I expected to find them kissing, fingering, eating each other out, lying naked waiting for me, or any kind of combination of those. What I didn't expect to find, however, was nothing. I frowned as I looked around my sister's bedroom. I wondered if they were hiding from me; if so, they'd done an amazing job. "Kel? Amanda?" I said softly, taking a few steps inside. Nobody responded so I quietly walked over to my sister's closet, figuring that's where they would be hiding. I yanked it open and pulled a scary face, but it was empty. At least, it was empty of hot girls; I was amazed at the amount of clothes and general clutter my sister had in there. Feeling slightly annoyed, I checked out the rest of her room, but it quickly became obvious that they weren't there. They wouldn't have gone back to the shower, would they? Even as a guy who spent large parts of his days in the water, I had no desire to shower yet again. I walked into Kelsey's bathroom just to be sure; it was empty too. Then suddenly it hit me. I sighed as I opened the door to my bedroom and peeked around the corner. Sure enough, they were both in my bedroom, but rather than lie naked on my bed, they were both sitting at my desk. Kelsey was seated, rather comfortably it seemed, in Amanda's lap, and the glow from my monitor illuminated both their faces. Whatever they were watching was definitely keeping them very interested. I quietly snuck over towards them, the darkness in my unlit room hiding me from their view. As my angle to the flatscreen monitor changed, I could finally see what they were watching, and I smiled. They were watching my stash of porn, of course; in this case two guys banging the hell out of some sexy, blonde teen. The volume was turned off, but I vividly remembered the girl's moans as the guys plowed both her pussy and her mouth. It was one of my current favorite scenes. Kelsey was squirming in Amanda's lap, obviously getting horny from watching the threesome, while Amanda was breathing somewhat heavily. As I got closer, I suddenly realized that Amanda had her hand in my sister's shorts and was gingerly moving it up and down, apparently fingering Kelsey's slit. I had to suppress a groan at the sight of it. "So, two guys huh?" I said after I watched them for a bit. "One guy not enough for you girls?" Kelsey squeaked in surprise at the unexpected sound, while Amanda whirled the chair around to face me. "Dammit, Damon, you scared the hell out of us!" Kelsey hissed. I noticed Amanda didn't seem all that fazed. "It's payback for earlier," I grinned at her. "Besides, Amanda doesn't seem scared." "I heard you coming," Amanda said with a big smile. "You're not exactly the world's most quiet stalker, you know. Kelsey was a little distracted, however." As if to emphasize her words, Amanda demonstratively rubbed her fingers up and down my sister's slit a few times. Kelsey blushed a little, then leaned her head back against her friend's shoulder, letting out a moan at having her pussy played with. "I see you had no trouble finding the new location of my porn, brat," I grumbled. I thought I had hidden it pretty well in its new spot, but apparently not. Kelsey threw me a pretty smile. "What I don't understand is why you keep trying to hide it from me? I'll find it again anyways, and I'd think that you'd want me to watch it so I'd get all horny!" I nodded with a chuckle; she had a good point. "So, are you horny, sis?" "God yes," she moaned loudly. "Do you think you can go again?" I grinned proudly as I grabbed my sweatpants, pulling them down. Since I hadn't bothered to put boxers on, my cock was standing eagerly at attention. "Mmmm, I'd say he can," Amanda sighed, licking her lips at the sight of my hard shaft. She deftly continued frigging her hand up and down in my sister's shorts. "Come here," Kelsey breathed hotly, her eyes smoky. I fought with my sweatpants for a few seconds as they stubbornly clung to my feet, then stepped out of them and walked over to the two sexy girls, my cock preceding me. As soon as I came within reach, both of them put a hand on my shaft, giggling as they fought for grip with each other. "Now, now, girls. There's enough there for both of you," I said in my best attempt at a deep, sexy voice. Kelsey snorted at me, then she locked her grip around the base of my shaft while Amanda gently started tugging my foreskin up and down my helmet. Both their hands were wonderfully hot and felt great on my cock; it shivered under their attention and got even harder. It felt like a rod of steel under their delicate fingers. "Damon?" Amanda asked sweetly after a few minutes of sensually jerking on my shaft. "Yeah baby?" I replied. "I want to see you do something." "What's that?" "I want you to fuck your sister's tits," she moaned. I growled with lust and felt my cock twitch at the idea of again being placed between Kelsey's glorious breasts. "Amanda!" Kelsey said, blushing a little. "Oh, don't act like you wouldn't love it! Your little 'innocent girl' act isn't fooling anybody!" Amanda grinned. I saw a small smile flash over Kelsey's face, and she nodded her agreement. Amanda kissed my sister on the nape of her neck, then looked at me with lustful eyes. "I only saw pictures of what your sister looked like after she had titfucked you last Sunday. Now I want to watch you fuck her and then drown her in your jizz!" I grinned eagerly, but also felt a small pang of worry. "You realize I've already cum three times tonight, right? I don't know how much drowning I'm going to be able to do." Amanda giggled loudly. "Oh silly, I know that. I don't care how much you shoot, just that you do it. All over this little slut!" As if to emphasize her words, Amanda started roughly fingering my sister. Her hand was almost a blur, rapidly frigging up and down inside my sister's shorts. Her other hand grabbed the bands of Kelsey's tank top and slid them down her arms, the upper half of the top falling down with them. I licked my lips when my sister's wonderful tits came into view, unconstrained by a bra. Not that she needed one as her breasts were amazingly firm and perky, standing at attention without any help; the joys of an athletic, eighteen-year-old goddess body. "Jesus, Kel, you've got such amazing tits," I sighed while leaning closer. "Thank you!" my sister said. Her voice trailed off into a moan after I locked my mouth on her nipple, sucking it wetly. She ran her fingers through my hair, her other hand still continuing its jerking motion along my shaft. I sucked on Kelsey's nipple for a few moments while Amanda kept fingering her, then I looked up, straight into Amanda's eyes. I could see how much she was enjoying herself by the sparkle that shone brightly in them. "I'll need some lube for her tits," I said. "I'm working on it!" Amanda giggled, her hand continuing to grind over my sister's slit. Kelsey had her eyes closed and her body was already beginning to arch backwards, her butt lifting off Amanda's lap. I took advantage of the opportunity and grabbed Kelsey's shorts, tugging on them in an effort to get them off before she came. I grinned happily as I saw that—in addition to not wearing a bra—my sister had decided to forgo panties as well. "Oh fuck, Amanda, you're making me cum!" Kelsey squealed as Amanda's fingers blurred over and into her juicy slit. The sopping noises from her tight little cunt were making my mouth water. I had just managed to get Kelsey's shorts pulled down to her thighs when a huge spasm traveled through her body, and a clear spray of her juice exploded out of her slit, splashing wetly against my stomach and my cock. My sister clenched her teeth, to keep from squealing so loudly she'd wake up our parents. More squirts of her delicious girl cum were forced out of her slit. Amanda had her hand in front of Kelsey's pussy and caught most of it, then teasingly rubbed it all over and in-between my sister tits, causing them to glisten wetly. A few final gushes of Kelsey's juice oozed out of her, right onto Amanda's shorts, then she relaxed with a purr of contentment, her head collapsing on Amanda's shoulder. Amanda kissed my sister's neck a few times while her hands played with Kelsey's tits, then she flashed me a naughty grin. "There's your lube. Now fuck her tits for me, please?" My breath was stuck in my throat, the sight of my sister's tits covered in her own cum driving me mad with heat. It took some doing to get my legs to scoot around the chair's armrests, but I finally managed and got my cock positioned right between Kelsey's marvelously full tits. Amanda squeezed them together for me, creating a tight tunnel, and I eagerly slid my cock through it. I wasted no time in establishing a rhythm, my cock rapidly rubbing between Kelsey's tits; the smooth, wet feeling sent shivers of delight running through my shaft. "God, I can't believe what a little slut I'm turning into," my sister gasped haltingly as she watched my cock fuck her tits through narrowed eyes. "All the stuff that I'm letting you do to me, it's so dirty!" "You love it," Amanda said hotly. "Just admit it, baby. Your brother's cock makes you so fucking hot and wet! You want him to keep doing all of this to you, and more." "Yes!" Kelsey sighed lustily. She softly chewed on her bottom lip for a few moments, then said, "I love what you're doing to me, Damon!" "I love doing it to you, honey," I moaned. "You're so fucking sexy." "Yes, she is," Amanda grinned, sucking on my sister's earlobe, causing Kelsey to giggle and squirm. Her little twitches just added to my enjoyment of her tits. I was plowing pretty frantically between her globes, and despite the fact that I had already cum three times before, I could feel the familiar tingle starting somewhere deep down in my gut. Kelsey leaned forward a little, opening her mouth. "Put it in my mouth for a bit, please? I want to suck your cock." I enthusiastically pushed my hips forward and groaned loudly as Kelsey's mouth smoothly swallowed about half of my cock. Her tongue fluttered underneath my helmet, and her lips sucked tightly around the shaft, her warm mouth sliding up and down. Amanda's eyes were huge, gleefully watching my sister suck my cock while she played with Kelsey's tits. She reached out with her left hand and cupped my balls, gently rolling them around in the palm of her hand. I was panting like crazy. Kelsey was wetly sucking my pole while Amanda tickled my nuts. Kelsey put both her hands on my ass and pulled me closer, a few more inches of my cock disappearing into her mouth. Her throat was working against my glans while her lips sucked eagerly up and down my length. "I'm getting pretty close," I warned as the tickling sensation began to spread throughout my body, a tell-tale sign that my orgasm was just moments away. "Kelsey, put him between your tits, I want to watch him shoot!" Amanda said sternly, and my sister obediently slipped her mouth off my shaft with a spine-curdling slurp, then placed it back between her tits. As I desperately humped my cock between Kelsey's tits, I put my hands on them and squeezed firmly, her nipples poking against my palms. "Do it, Damon! Come all over her!" Amanda hissed. "Mmmm yes! Spray your cum all over my face, I want it!" my sister chimed in, her eyes practically begging me for my load. I rubbed my thumbs over her nipples and humped a few more times while Amanda held Kelsey's tits together for me. Finally the wonderful feeling grew to be too much, and I roared with pleasure as a thick spray of my cum exploded out of my shaft, splashing wetly against Kelsey's neck. "Oh yeah, it's so fucking hot!" Kelsey laughed as several large gobs of my cum flung onto her tits, before a second massive spray launched clear onto her face, draping itself across her cheeks and nose. Big drops of jizz splattered this way and that, then my cock slipped out from between Kelsey's delicious tits, and it dangled wildly as it dripped cum over her curvy chest. Yet another rope of cum launched out of my slit, draping itself across my sister's lips. Kelsey and I grinned at each other lewdly while I kept coating her in my cum. The sight of her face covered in my jizz was almost more than I could take, and I grunted in pleasure. A final spray of cum burst out of my shaft, shooting partly onto Kelsey's shoulder while the rest splashed onto Amanda's face. My girlfriend giggled loudly in enjoyment, kissing Kelsey's cheek and letting her tongue slurp at the cum that was on my sister's face. My legs began to tremble, and I quickly disentangled myself from the chair, thereby regretfully breaking the contact between my cock and my sister's tits. I stumbled a few steps backwards and fell onto my bed with an exhausted groan. "Hmmm, I really love your cum," Kelsey said naughtily, using her fingers to scoop my cum off her cheek and put it in her mouth. Amanda was rubbing her hands across Kelsey's tits, smearing my cum into my sister's skin. "Sorry I didn't drown her, Amanda. It was the best I could do," I joked, still gasping for breath. "Yeah, you slacker!" Kelsey giggled. "I can still see!" She scooped the big glob that hung off her nose onto her finger and licked it off, moaning as she swallowed it. "Be nice to your brother!" Amanda chastised her, before looking at me with a pretty smile. "I forgive you, Damon. I guess I can accept the fact that it was your fourth load as an excuse for not totally covering her." "Oh, thank you!" I grinned. Amanda kissed my sister's neck one more time. "Kelsey, turn around; I want to lick his cum off your breasts," she said, the hunger obvious in her voice. My sister got up quickly, taking the opportunity to completely remove her shorts, then turned to face her gorgeous friend and tried to sit down again. The chair's armrests got in the way again, however, and unlike me, Kelsey wasn't tall enough to be able to work her legs around it. "How about you two come sit here on the bed with me?" I suggested. Both girls nodded and walked over. Kelsey was completely naked except for her socks while Amanda was still wearing her tank top and shorts. She quickly rectified that situation, stripping naked in just a few seconds, clearly showing how horny she was. I held my arms open for Amanda, and she happily scooted into them, sitting with her back against my chest. I wrapped her in a big hug, taking the opportunity to play with her tits. She moaned with joy at my slightly rough squeezes. "Can you get hard again?" she asked. "I really want another load of your cum." I softly kissed her cheek. "Get me horny enough, and I think I can," I grinned. She flashed me a wicked smile over her shoulder, then turned her attention to my sister. "Come here, baby. We need to put on a show for him so his cock will get hard again. Let me suck his cum off your tits." Kelsey crawled towards us on her knees with a lusty grin on her face; her tits were glistening in the moonlight that was shining in through my window. She came to within a few inches of Amanda's mouth, her tits at just the right height, and Amanda hungrily dug in, her tongue lapping all over and around my sister's tits. "How does it taste, Amanda?" I whispered in her ear with a grin. She paused for a second. "Mmmm, fuck, so good. I wish they made frosting of your cum!" "You already eat too much cake as it is," Kelsey teased. "If it had cum frosting on it, you'd weigh two hundred pounds in a month!" "Did you just call me fat?" Amanda exclaimed, slapping my sister's ass hard. Kelsey grinned and wiggled her ass in response. Amanda slapped Kelsey's ass a few more times, causing my sister to squeal softly, then she refocused her attention on Kelsey's cum-coated tits. "See?" Kelsey said impishly. "His cum distracts you even from spanking me! What would you do if it was on cake? You wouldn't be able to resist it!" "You are in so much trouble, you little shit!" Amanda grinned, shaking her head in disbelief. "I'm going to fuck you senseless for this." "Oh no!" Kelsey looked shocked for a few seconds, then she broke into a huge grin. "Do you promise?" Amanda and I both laughed, then my girlfriend continued right where she left off, her tongue dancing all over Kelsey's tits. She moaned with delight at every bit of cum she lapped up. "Come a little closer, Kel," I suggested, a hot plan beginning to form in my mind. I thought back to something Kelsey had admitted to me after I had spanked her on Sunday, and she was in exactly the right position for it. My sister obediently got a bit closer, while Amanda continued sucking and slurping on Kelsey's tits. I reached around and found I could fairly easily grab Kelsey's perfect little butt from this position. With a wicked grin on my face I opened my hand, and, without warning, slapped it down on Kelsey's ass. "Oh!" Kelsey yelped in surprise, throwing me a glacier-melting glance. "More punishment? Why?" she breathed innocently. "Because you were mean to my girlfriend. And because you love it," I sneered, winking at her. "Mmmm, yes, I do love it," my sister giggled. "More?" "Not until you apologize." "Awww, I was just teasing!" I grinned and shook my head. "No more spanking until you apologize." "I'm sorry, Amanda," Kelsey moaned. "Please forgive me." "You just want me to forgive you so your brother will spank your ass, you slut," Amanda grinned. "Uh-huh," Kelsey moaned. "I do not eat that much cake!" Amanda added, though she could hardly keep from giggling. "Nuh-uh," Kelsey moaned again. "And I will fuck your brains out for this!" "Oh yes!" Kelsey moaned, her breathing getting heavier. "I love you, Amanda!" "Go ahead and spank her, Damon," I heard Amanda chuckle from in between our sibling sandwich. Quickly I whacked my hand down on my sister's butt again, a little harder than before. "God, I love how you spank me," Kelsey said sultrily. "You're setting my ass on fire!" I was about to slap down again when I felt Amanda join in the spanking fun. Kelsey mewled and moaned as several rapid slaps came from Amanda's hands, followed by a louder slap from mine. "God, you guys, you're getting me so wet!" Kelsey rasped, her body convulsing from the feelings coursing through her wonderful ass. "Amanda, will you please lick my cunt?" Before Amanda could respond, I said, "No. I want both of you right where you are." "But, Damon..." Kelsey complained. "I want you to squirt all over Amanda's tits, Kelsey" I breathed, my voice quavering. I slapped my sister's ass for good measure. "Oh yeah!" Amanda hissed lustily. "Do it, Kel! Spray your cum all over me!" Kelsey had a big blush on her face, but she nodded her agreement—as I knew she would—and stuck her ass out a little further. I slapped her left butt cheek a few times in succession, then let Amanda work her rump over for a bit. My sister was moaning, and her breath came in short, ragged gasps. I knew we were rapidly bringing her to another orgasm because she was almost desperately grinding her little cunt against Amanda's tits. The mouth-watering smell of her excited pussy filled my nostrils, making me groan. It smelled so fucking good. Amanda was showing amazing restraint by limiting herself to just slapping my sister's ass. I knew that if it wasn't for her sitting between me and Kelsey, I would have already plunged several fingers, or my tongue, inside of my sister's amazing cunt. I settled into an even rhythm with Amanda, alternating our slaps one at a time to slowly drove Kelsey crazy. I absolutely loved the fact that my sister got off so much on being spanked. I had never spanked anyone in my life until I did it to my sister, and the joy it brought her made me more than happy to spank her little bratty ass red, multiple times a day if necessary. "Oh ... fuck..." my sister moaned, "that feels ... so ... damn good!" Several more slaps on her ass followed rapidly in succession, causing her to squeal with pleasure. Amanda was still eagerly sucking and playing with my sister's tits while Kelsey and I stared at each other, a naughty grin on both our faces. We both loved these smoking hot threesomes we were having, and I pulled her head closer to mine, kissing her right above Amanda's head. "I'm almost ... there!" Kelsey cried out after one particularly loud slap from Amanda's hand. "Do it, sis! I want you to coat Amanda's tits in your juice!" I ordered. I couldn't believe what a dirty bastard I was turning into, and how much I loved it! "Oh God, spank me! Spank me, please! Harder!" Kelsey pleaded as two hands rapidly smacked her ass. Her hands suddenly grasped my hair, almost tearing it out of my scalp and her body tensed up as she came. A big spray of Kelsey's juice spurted out of her pussy, making an absolutely delightful sound when it hit Amanda's naked tits. Amanda moaned, pushing her chest forward and rubbing it against Kelsey's cunt while my sister's legs shivered wildly from her orgasm. Another bigger squirt shot out from my sister's cunt, showering Amanda's chest and neck. My girlfriend somehow managed to groan and giggle simultaneously in response. I scooted my head down and put it over Amanda's shoulder, wanting to observe from close by how Kelsey sprayed on her. Right as I got there, another squirt of Kelsey's cum erupted, splashing against both my face and Amanda's. As if in shock, we were quiet for a second, then simultaneously erupted in laughter. I licked my tongue across Amanda's cheek, moaning at the taste of my sister's sweet juice. Kelsey bucked and growled for several more moments, a few more small spurts of her gush leaking out of her onto Amanda's tits, then she came down from her high, and she laughed happily. "God, that was fantastic. I love it when you guys spank me!" "Not as much as we love having you cum all over us," Amanda grinned. "Right Damon?" "Fuck yeah," I moaned, my face sticky with my sister's juice. I reached around and grabbed Amanda's tits, grinning as I felt just how soaked they were. It was like she'd come just out of the shower! Unbelievably, my cock was stirring again, rising to full prominence, at which point it pushed against Amanda's ass. "Mmmm, someone's awake," my gorgeous girlfriend purred. Her hand reached behind her, searching out my cock. When she found it, she grabbed it and eagerly tugged on it. "You two sex goddesses are going to be the death of me," I moaned. "Yes, but just imagine; every boy will be jealous of the way you died for the next thousand years!" my sister teased. Amanda smiled at Kelsey, then she kissed me. "I want you to fuck me, Damon. Please?" I smiled at her and nodded. Even if it would be the death of me, I would never, ever say no to sex with her. Amanda got a devious little grin on her face. "I think I told you earlier that we should try fucking in the Scorpion." I felt my breath stick in my lungs. "Really? Do you want to do that?" "Yes," she said softly. "I think it'll be very, very hot." She smiled at me and got up, nimbly climbing off the bed. My sister sat down on the edge of the bed, giving us a sexy grin. I got off the bed too, though with far less agility than Amanda had. She was flexing her legs a little, obviously in preparation of the stunt she was about to do. A memory of her and my sister doing the Scorpion in the gym flashed through my mind, causing me to smile lewdly. Seeing their naked pussies had sent a shock of desire through me; now the perfect blonde goddess was going to wantonly do the same pose for me, only completely naked this time. After that, I was going to fuck her in that position! Surely it couldn't get any crazier than this? "Are you going to be able to stay like that?" I asked her as she stretched her leg behind her. "For a little while," she said, nodding. "Just make sure to hold on to me. I imagine it's not going to be easy to try to stay standing if I've got your big cock plowing into me!" I swallowed loudly and jerked on my cock for a few moments. I didn't need to, since it was hard as steel, but I shivered with longing for her, and my brain was turning to mush. My cock was pretty much in control. Amanda smoothly brought her leg up and forward, reaching behind her with her arms to grab her foot. Without hesitation she latched on with her hands, pulling her foot to a position right above her head. Even in my very dimly lit room—only the monitor and the moon providing any illumination—I gasped at her astonishing beauty. Her poise was perfect, and her pose would have driven any man insane. Her slender, perfectly formed body stood still, her legs spread in the inverted C, with her pussy wide open for me to use. She peeked over her shoulder at me, giving me a big smile. "Come on, stud, fuck me!" she said encouragingly. I reached out and grabbed her hips to make sure she was balanced properly, then I sidled up against her with my cock eagerly preceding me. Since I was a fair bit taller than she was, I had to bend my knees a bit, but I eventually got my cock placed right at the entrance to her glorious pussy. "Do it!" Amanda hissed hotly. "Shove that big cock in me!" I glanced over at Kelsey who was fingering herself even as she stared at us with a delectable grin. We exchanged a small air-kiss, then I pushed my cock forward, feeling it slide smoothly inside Amanda's scorchingly hot cunt. "Oh yeah," Amanda groaned, shivering with joy at my entrance. Her cunt immediately began to milk my shaft. I kept shoving forward until my entire cock was buried completely inside her pussy. I wrapped one arm around her upstretched leg while my other one held on to her hips to hold her steady, then I began to move; gently at first, but quickly picking up speed. Amanda was mewling at every one of my thrusts, her breath panting as I fucked her. My mind wondered if any porn had ever been filmed about this particular position. If so, it would never do it justice. The feel of fucking her like this was unbelievable. "How does it feel?" Kelsey asked Amanda, obviously enjoying watching her lover being nailed by her own brother. "Mmmm, it's so good!" Amanda grunted. "It feels strange from this angle, but he's so ... fucking ... deep!" I clenched my ass and furiously shoved my cock in and out of Amanda's pussy with a proud grin. I locked my lips on her leg and sucked on her smooth flesh, which elicited a small giggle from her. "Oh baby, this feels amazing," I said. I was slamming into her over and over, my balls dangling wildly and slapping her pussy. "Yes, it does!" Amanda sighed as her body shivered under every single one of my thrusts. Her pussy was wetter than a fountain and made wonderful squelching noises while I plundered her like a man gone mad. My balls slapping against her pussy sent loud slaps through the room, and I could feel her squeeze and milk my cock. "God, Damon, I love this! Fuck me harder, come on, bang my little cunt!" she implored me. I clenched the arm I had curled around her leg, tightly holding on to her as I increased my efforts, almost desperately thrusting my cock inside her tight cunt. I felt ripples run through her abs underneath my hand, and her whole body was starting to get sweaty; the strain of having to hold her position was obvious. "You okay, baby?" I grunted haltingly, my mind having difficulty focusing while I was balls deep inside the most beautiful cheerleader I had ever seen. A small voice in the back of my mind tried to start a discussion whether Amanda was really more beautiful than Kelsey, but the rest of my body told it to shut the fuck up. "Yeah. My arms are starting to get tired though," she said softly, almost every word cut short because of my powerful thrusts into her luscious body. "Let go, I'll hold on to your leg for you," I offered. Amanda giggled and let go of her foot like I asked, her leg immediately snapping back until it slapped against my shoulder. It didn't deter my fucking a bit. Her pussy wasn't as wide open as it had been, but it still felt absolutely great. She straightened her back until her face was almost level with her pussy, probably to relax it after the strain she'd put on it. Kelsey stood up and moved right in front of her friend, pushing Amanda's face between her legs. She sighed happily while Amanda began to eat her out, and she threw me a thoroughly satisfied smile. A few seconds later Amanda started shuddering, little squeals of pleasure coming from her face buried in my sister's pussy. Her tight slit gripped me like a vice and pulsed against me as I felt a wave of her juice flood around it. "Mmmm, she's cumming isn't she?" Kelsey grinned. I gasped and nodded affirmatively as Amanda quaked in my grip, more of her sticky cum splashing over and around my shaft. With my cock inside her, her pussy was way too small to contain all her juice, and it leaked over my balls while she came. I shoved my pole inside her as far as I could, then held it still, amazed at the many different ways she could squeeze and tug with her incredible cunt. Amanda squeezed out several more pulses of her cum, the sticky juice wetly oozing down along my shaft, onto my balls, and from there leaking down my leg or just plain dripping to the floor. She shuddered for a few more seconds, then she relaxed, at least as much as she could while being held in the position she was in. She dropped her head a little, breaking contact with my sister's pussy for just a moment. "Oh God, I came so hard!" she moaned. Kelsey looked with love at her girlfriend, gently stroking Amanda's hair. "She's our little fuckslut now," my sister giggled. "Brother and sister doing her from both ends." I grinned back at Kelsey while I heard Amanda groan lustily. "You like that, don't you baby?" Kelsey teased. Amanda mewled what I assumed was an affirmative answer a few seconds later, her pussy clenching on my cock a little harder as if to confirm my sister's words. "Seems like it," I breathed. Amanda's cunt was exquisitely working over my cock, bringing me closer and closer to orgasm on every thrust through its squeezing grip. "Uh-huh, I'll say!" Kelsey grinned. "Mmmm, Amanda, eat me! Put your tongue in me and lick my clit!" I winked at my sister as I furiously plowed into Amanda, her amazing pussy hungrily swallowing me. Both of us were sweating all over, my hand slithering smoothly across her hip and her tummy which made it slightly harder to hold on to her. I was amazed that she was able to stay in this position for so long, especially since I was absolutely fucking her to shreds. I saw Amanda raise her head and push it back against my sister's cunt, soon followed by the hot noises of a tongue slithering through a soaked pussy. Kelsey locked her hands in Amanda's hair, moaning quite heavily while she ground her slit against her lover's face. It was hard to make out in the limited lighting, but she seemed on the verge of cumming yet again from Amanda's skillful tongue. My rapid-fire plowing was starting to have its effects on me too as I felt my orgasm approach quite rapidly, courtesy of Amanda's incredible body which kept working its delicious magic on my cock. She felt like a burning fire under my hands, though that heat itself was only a mild touch of warmth compared to the blazing sun that was her pussy. "Fuck, yeah," I cried out, my impending orgasm making my toes curl. "Are you gonna cum?" Kelsey gasped, her own body shaking under Amanda's experienced teasing. The rush of pleasure overtook me, and it was all I could do to let out a squeaked "Yes!" With a loud howl I jammed my cock completely inside Amanda's cunt, then I started bucking against her, thick sprays of my cum bursting out of my shaft and filling up her hungry slit. Almost as if we had timed it, Kelsey came as well, and she threw her head back and squealed. A bit squirt of her juice noisily drenched Amanda's face. I couldn't believe she was still squirting, but the sight of it just made me cum even harder, and I fired a few more pulses of my jizz inside Amanda's delicious slot. My balls were practically screaming at having to work triple overtime. I was almost bouncing from the force of my orgasm. "Oh God, drown me in it, you guys!" Amanda sighed happily as brother and sister sprayed in and on her from both ends. "Oh, fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck, yes!" Kelsey was mewling while she sprayed stream after stream of cum on her lover's joyful face, grinding herself all over it. Even though it was hard to see, I knew from experience that she was completely soaking Amanda. My sister shivered frantically until she finally relaxed, and with her breath sounding as if she'd just run a marathon, she fell back onto my bed. I felt my cock twitch twice more, dumping more cum into Amanda's hungrily swallowing slit, before finally calling for a surrender. I grinned proudly as—despite my sister's earlier claims—I had never cum five times in an evening before. From the way my cock was practically groaning, I knew it was absolutely done for awhile. It would probably bite anyone who tried to play with it for the rest of the night. With a sigh I pulled my shaft out of my girlfriend's cunt and gingerly let her leg down. Amanda moaned as her limb began to shiver quite badly from the blood rushing back into it, and I scooped my arm underneath her legs, easily picking her up. I was again amazed at how little her goddess body actually weighed. Just another part of her perfection. "Mmmm, this is nice," Amanda purred tiredly, resting her head against my chest as I held her in my arms; my sister's sticky cum felt deliciously wet on her face every time it rubbed against my pectorals. "It sure does," I said softly. Suddenly I remembered something. "Hey, what was up with that flirty smile you gave my dad earlier?" "Flirty smile?" she asked, frowning. "Oh, when he came in!" "Yeah. Please don't tell me you think my dad's hot," I said, my voice a little pained. "Don't be silly. I mean, he is very handsome, don't get me wrong, but I don't have any desire for him or anything. It's just that I absolutely love a man in uniform." "Really?" "Uh-huh!" Kelsey chimed in. "The best thing you could do for her is to join the Marines." I stared at Amanda for a few seconds, then I grinned. "You'd like seeing me in their dress uniform, huh?" "God, that'd be so hot!" Amanda replied with a soft moan. "I would literally melt all over you." "I think you already melted all over me a couple of times tonight." She giggled cutely, then snuggled a little closer against me. She let out a long, deep sigh, and I thought for sure she was just going to go to sleep right in my arms. "You ready for bed, baby?" I asked softly. She nodded her head just a fraction, her face looking happy and content. "I guess we wore you out, huh?" I grinned, remembering Kelsey telling me before that that was impossible. Amanda's eyes opened fully, and she gave me a wicked smile. "Not at all. Do you want to go again?" I gaped at her in disbelief. "Are you serious?" "Of course. Want to do me doggie? While I eat your sister out again?" she asked excitedly, her eyes shining brightly with lust. I heard Kelsey giggle as I closed my eyes, softly shaking my head no. Kelsey had been right: there was no quitting in Amanda. I wouldn't have it any other way. ------- Chapter 10 I had amazing dreams that night, visions of Amanda and Kelsey sucking my cock and fucking each other over and over again as we lay in bed together. The dreams seemed extremely vivid and almost lifelike, making me extremely horny. When I woke up, I blinked several times in confusion, unable to figure out where I was at first. It finally dawned on me that the three of us had tried to sleep in my bed last night, but we'd quickly figured out that despite the fact we loved being really cozy and close to each other, a twin bed just wasn't big enough. So we'd moved to my sister's bedroom, where we'd collapsed in her queen sized bed. I felt something wet slather around my cock, and I lifted my head. When I saw both gorgeous girls lick and suck on my shaft, a grin sprang up on my face. Amanda currently had the tip of my cock in her mouth, and she moaned softly as she went down, swallowing inch after inch of my length. My sister was teasing my balls with her tongue, softly licking my heavy orbs and tickling underneath my sack, slathering me in her saliva. Her tongue tickled my perineum, and a huge shiver of pleasure tore through me, causing goosebumps to appear all over my skin. As she noticed me shudder, Kelsey looked up at me and gave me a happy smile. "''Morning, sleepy!" "Hey baby," I said, returning her smile. My heart ached in marvel at her beauty. Amanda's mouth slipped off my cock, and she gave me a huge smile as well. "Hi!" she said, sounding even more happy than my sister. "Hi yourself!" I grinned. "Please don't stop what you were doing on my account!" Amanda giggled and wiggled her eyebrows at me for a second, then bent down and sucked my cock deep into her mouth again. I growled with delight at how hot and wet her mouth was. "I'm glad you finally woke up," my sister said. "I thought we'd fucked you into a coma or something." "Oh? Why'd you think that?" I asked, not really comprehending. "Well, you slept through everything we did to you throughout the night!" she giggled. I raised my eyebrows questioningly. "What ... what all did you do?" "Mostly we fucked each other, but we sucked you off, and you never woke up." "You actually sucked my cock last night?" I asked, completely stunned. "Yeah!" Kelsey giggled. "You came in Amanda's mouth. Don't you remember?" "Fuck! I thought that had seemed a little too real to just be a dream!" Kelsey shook her head with a grin. "You know, you missed out on a great blowjob!" "Dammit! Did I at least cum hard?" "Oh yeah!" Amanda interjected, taking the opportunity to come up for air. "You sprayed straight into the back of my throat, it was delicious!" I gave her a proud grin. "It's actually kinda cool that we were able to make you cum without you waking up," she continued. "We should do that more often, Kel." "Hmmm, I'd love to," my sister giggled. "Fuck, I'm really sorry I just kept on sleeping," I grumbled. "Didn't you try to wake me?" "Yeah. we tried." Kelsey nodded. "You were just completely out of it." I sighed deeply. I hated having missed out on what sounded like it had been a wonderful time, but I figured there'd be plenty more where that came from with these two amazing girls. In fact, it felt like right now was definitely shaping up to be a repeat performance as Amanda kept sliding her mouth lower and lower down my shaft. "Hey, did this spot here feel good when I touched it?" my sister asked curiously, her fingertips gently touching the ultra sensitive spot between my asshole and my balls, causing another ripple of joy to shoot through me. "Yes it did," I groaned. "That's one of a guy's most sensitive places." "That's so cool! I didn't realize it worked the same way for boys and girls. Do you like it when I lick it?" my sister asked brightly, giving me a naughty grin. I nodded wordlessly, my breath stuck in my throat at the touch of her fingertips while most of my cock was buried in Amanda's mouth. My sister lowered her head, and I felt her warm breath tickle against my flesh, right before her tongue teasingly licked over it again. I couldn't help myself and shivered wildly, my legs flailing and causing Amanda to quickly take her mouth off my cock. "Careful! I almost bit your cock in half!" Amanda gasped, breathing heavily. "I couldn't help it, the little tease is driving me ... oh damn..." I groaned as my sister kept tonguing my suddenly favorite spot. "That looks like fun!" Amanda laughed. Then she promptly lowered her head to join Kelsey. "Oh fuck..." I quivered once Amanda's tongue joined my sister's in teasing me. It was an incredible feeling, though one I knew wasn't going to make me cum by itself, since it was more ticklish than anything else. Still, I imagined if the girls took turns licking that spot and riding my cock, it'd only be a matter of minutes before I dumped a load of cum in one of their tight little cunts. Suddenly I heard a noise coming from the direction of my bedroom, and I quietly ordered the girls to stop. They both immediately complied, all three of us listening intently. The noise repeated, and Kelsey suddenly got a bit of a scared look. "Shit, it's Mom; she's at your door! Quick, get back to your room!" I scrambled out of my sister's bed, cursing softly as her damn duvet got tangled around my leg. I was about to rush into the bathroom when I realized that I was, of course, stark naked. "Fuck, I can't go in like this! She'll know what's up!" "Yeah, well what am I supposed to do about it? Why didn't you bring any clothes over here?" my sister replied, a little frustrated. "For what?!" I whispered insistently. "So you two could take them off again?" Amanda looked at the two of us and sighed, quickly getting up and jumping over to Kelsey's closet. She rummaged around for a second, then threw me a pair of boxers. "Put those on! Hurry! I think your mom is about to enter your room!" I stared at the pair of boxers with surprise, then glanced over at my sister. "Where the hell did these come from?" I asked suspiciously. I recognized them, of course, since it was a pair of my own boxers that had mysteriously vanished several months ago. "Will you just go already?" Kelsey practically hissed at me. "Damon?" Mom's voice came from my room, much more audible now. She had obviously opened my bedroom door. "Fuck!" I growled, pulling the boxers on—not the easiest thing to do with my cock still rampantly hard. Stupid shit, I snarled at it mentally. Mom's not going to be suspicious at all when she sees me marching in from my sister's bedroom with a fucking hard-on! As soon as I'd put my boxers on, I ran into Kelsey's bathroom and opened my bedroom door. "Mom?" I asked, sounding uncertain so I could pretend I didn't know what was going on. "Damon?" Mom asked again, her hand slapping the wall a few times, apparently looking for the light switch. "Here, let me get it," I said, flipping the switch on my end after walking into my bedroom and closing the door behind me. I briefly glanced down and saw—to my great relief—that my cock had gone limp enough to not be overly conspicuous. "Where were you?" Mom asked. "I woke up a little while ago and heard the girls talking to each other, so I went over and chatted a bit," I lied nervously. My heart was hammering in my chest, and I prayed that she wouldn't ask any further questions. She gave me a long stare, her gaze flicking over towards the bathroom door several times. I could tell that she didn't really believe me, but hopefully she had no reason to suspect anything else might have been going on. She finally shrugged and let the matter drop. "Okay, honey. In any case, I have Mr. Hutchins from the garage on the phone. He says your car's ready." "Yes!" I grinned happily for a second; then, I remembered my conversation with Dad, and my elatedness vanished like snow before the sun. Still, there was always a chance that it wouldn't be too expensive, I thought to myself as I picked up the cordless handset that was on my desk, while Mom walked out of my bedroom again. Five minutes later I sat dejectedly on my bed, feeling pretty damn miserable. 2672 dollars. Mr. Hutchins had apologized, of course, and had given me a whole list of reasons why the repair was so expensive: it was an old car and parts weren't really made for them anymore; he had to actually buy a part in Canada, and it had cost a lot in shipping; the engine had to be lifted to replace the part, and so on and so on. Whatever the reason, the repair of my car cost around 2300 dollars more than I owned, and my parents weren't going to be able to chip in the rest. Even if I went back to my old job, probably at the cost of my shot at Nationals, it'd still be at least three months before I could get that much money together. Plus, without a car, I had no way to get to my job in the first place. The bathroom door opened quietly, and my sister peeked through the opening. "Is Mom gone?" she asked softly. "Yeah, come in," I said, nodding. The door opened, and the girls came through, both of them wearing really sexy, skimpy, black panties and tight, yellow t-shirts that fit around their curves like a second skin. I could see their nipples poking through and despite being a little down, I felt my craving for them rise again. My cock staggered in my boxers at the lovely sight of those perfect bodies. "What did she want?" Kelsey asked as they both sat down beside me on my bed. Amanda grabbed my hand and smiled at me sweetly, apparently noticing my less-than-wonderful mood. "The guy from the garage was on the phone," I explained. "Is your car ready?" Amanda asked hopefully. "Yeah, but I can't afford to pay for it." "How much is it?" she asked, her beautiful face pulled in a frown. "Almost 2700 dollars," I said morosely. "Oh my gosh! I take it you don't have that much money?" "No," I sighed, shaking my head. "I'm so sorry." She leaned over and gave me a warm hug. "It's okay, I guess," I said, trying to put on a brave face. "I've been without a car for several weeks now, I guess I can go without it for a little while longer." "Will Mom and Dad not help?" Kelsey asked. "Dad said they can't afford it either right now." I shrugged. Kelsey pulled her face into a frown and appeared lost in thought. I turned back to Amanda who gave me a sad smile. "Hey, don't be sad," I said. "Not having a car won't kill me." "No, of course not, but it would have been nice if you could have driven me places," Amanda said with a sly grin. I shook my head wryly at her. "You just wanted your own personal driver, huh?" She nodded eagerly, causing me to chuckle. "Hey, I'd have rewarded you for it! I really like the idea of having more sex with you in a car," she purred. I moaned a little at the thought of my hot, blonde girlfriend riding my cock in my car. Then again, the thought of her riding my cock was awesome anyways. Whether it was in my car, in my bed, or just about anywhere else. "You like that, huh?" She smiled. "I like you," I said, returning her smile. "Awww, you're so sweet," she breathed. She leaned in close, and her mouth touched mine. She tangled her hands in my hair so she could pull my face closer, and we made out for awhile until we felt another tongue try to join in the fun. Amanda and I both grinned as we french-kissed my sister as well as each other. My cock was a steel pole in my boxers, and I shivered as I felt a small hand, presumably Kelsey's, start to stroke it. My own hands were roaming freely, my left squeezing Amanda's breasts while my right was rubbing over Kelsey's ass, slowly slipping underneath her panties. Our tongues were wetly lashing against each other, and we were all starting to groan and pant in excitement. "I wanna fuck," my sister moaned hotly after she pulled her head back, breaking our three-way kiss. "Mmmm, me too," Amanda seconded. "What time is it?" I turned around to check my alarm clock. It read 7.15am. "That's not a lot of time for fucking." "We'd have to hurry," Amanda conceded. "Nothing like a Wednesday morning quickie," my sister grinned. "Wednesday? Oh shit!" I grumped. "What?" Kelsey asked, her face looking puzzled. Amanda's expression mirrored that of my sister's. "Seventy-two hours," I sighed. "What does that mean?" "I can't have an orgasm for seventy-two hours before a meet. Coach's rules." "What?" both girls exclaimed simultaneously, obviously less than thrilled. "I know, believe me. None of us on the team are happy about it either." "You mean I can't fuck you for three days?" Amanda asked, her face clearly unhappy. "Well, he can't cum," my sister grinned. "I don't think the rule prohibits actual fucking, does it?" "Eh, I don't know." I shrugged. "He said orgasms. Erik actually asked him if he meant jacking off, too, and he said that that was exactly what he meant." "See? It's just that he can't cum. He can still fuck us until we cum!" Kelsey said happily. "Kelsey! You want him to fuck us for three days without being allowed to cum? That's cruel!" Amanda said, her face pulled into an expression of disbelief that my sister would even suggest something like that. "You never have a problem with telling me I can't cum for days!" Kelsey said, somewhat indignantly. "That's because you love getting so horny that you feel like you're about to explode," Amanda grinned. "Besides, you deserve being teased like that." "Oh yeah? Well, I hope Damon lets you not cum for three days too!" my sister grumbled, sticking her tongue out at her best friend. Amanda laughed, and she jumped at my sister, pouncing her almost like a cat would. Kelsey squeaked in delight and tried to scramble away, but she was unable to get enough traction on my blankets. She let out a loud whuff of air as Amanda landed on top of her. "Let's see if you still have such a big mouth now!" Amanda giggled, pulling my sister's panties off her ass, then slapping Kelsey's curvy rump hard. I smiled happily at the sight of Amanda's hand beating down on my sister's ass in staccato. My cock was rampantly hard, and I cursed my fool coach for his dumbass rule; I really wanted to mount my sister and fuck the living hell out of her pussy while she was face down like that. Amanda seemed to have much the same thought as she looked over at me, her eyes blazing. "I want you to fuck her, Damon." "I want to fuck her too, but..." "This abstinence of yours, what is it actually for?" she interrupted. "I guess to prevent us from getting tired or something." "Does it even work that way?" she asked, slapping my sister's ass to prevent Kelsey from sneaking out from underneath her. I shrugged. "I don't know. I doubt it, really. I mean, as long as I don't cum a few hours before the race, I would imagine I'd be fine. Erik has admitted to us he fucks girls anyway, and he basically never loses a meet, so..." "Kelsey licked me to four orgasms once, about fifteen minutes before one of our competitions. It didn't bother me any either." "No, but you were sure giggly during the Scorpion when you made a huge wet spot in your bloomers!" Kelsey said, trying to contain her laughter. "Hush you!" Amanda grinned, swatting my sister's ass again. "Yes Amanda." Kelsey's tone left no doubt that she had no intention of being quiet. I smiled at both of them. I loved their continuous teasing; it was such clear evidence of how much they meant to each other. "So, then," Amanda purred, "How about you put that big, hard cock in this little brat's pussy and fuck her until she screams?" She teasingly rubbed her hands over my sister's ass, scraping her nails along Kelsey's delectable curves which caused my sister to moan. I hesitated for a few moments, watching Amanda rub her hand across my sister's wet slit and teasingly curl her middle finger inside for a second. When she pulled it out again, it was glistening with my sister's pussy juice. My cock felt like it was about ready to explode, and I agonized over the decision. It didn't seem like it could possibly hurt any to fuck, but our coach had been adamant on his decision, and he did have nearly thirty years experience in training some of the U.S.'s most elite swimmers. Finally my raging hormones won out over my sense of responsibility, and I practically tore my boxers off, causing my cock to eagerly bounce up and down. "Yeah!" Amanda grinned as she saw me give in. She slapped my sister's butt a few more times, Kelsey's ass cheeks turning a nice pink, then Amanda pulled them apart as far as she could. "Fuck that pussy!" I knelt right behind my sister, my knees on either side of her legs and aimed my cock towards her dripping slit. I pushed forward slightly, just the edge of the my shaft pushing in between her lips. "Are you ready for it, Kel?" I asked, my voice catching. "Yes! Give it to me already, fuck me!" my sister pleaded. I drew in a deep breath and made ready to sink my cock to the hilt in her wonderful cunt. Amanda grinned at me expectantly, seemingly wanting nothing more than to watch me fuck my own sister. "Are you kids ready yet?" Mom's voice suddenly came from downstairs, quite loudly. "I have to pick up supplies for the clinic after I drop you off at school, so we need to leave early!" Kelsey groaned desperately. "She's gotta be kidding. I want to get fucked so badly I'm soaked!" "Can you be quick?" Amanda asked me. Her face was flushed from excitement. I nodded and plowed forward, my shaft sinking deeply inside my sister. Kelsey squealed from the brutal penetration, and she bit down on my pillow as inch after inch of my cock pierced her cunt. From this angle she was twice as tight as she had been when she rode me in the shower, and the feelings coursing through my cock bordered on actual physical bliss. Relentlessly I plunged on until I felt myself bottom out with about an inch of my cock remaining. "Oh fuck!" Kelsey growled in her pillow. Her fantastic body was trembling underneath me. "Fuck her, Damon! Fucking nail that little cunt!" Amanda hissed, scratching her fingernails across my back. I leaned forward, placing my arms on either side of Kelsey's body, then began to pound. I had to grit my teeth against the excruciating feelings that radiated through my shaft, but I plowed on regardless, going faster and faster until it seemed I was ramming my entire length in and out of my sister's cunt at a thousand strokes a minute. "Oh ... my ... God!" Kelsey mewled, her whole body spasming because of the force of my fucking. Over and over I rampantly savaged her slit, my pace so frantic my entire bed was shaking. I briefly wondered how I wasn't stripping the skin off my cock in my sister's incredibly tight cunt. Amanda leaned against me, her firm tits pressing against my arm, and she roughly bit my earlobe. "Cum inside her. Shoot your own sister full of your cum, you dirty perv!" she whispered hotly. "Perv?" I gave her a wry grin. "Yeah, what else would you call someone who fucks his own sister? With his slutty girlfriend watching?" Amanda giggled, licking her lips as she looked at the two of us go. I smiled and leaned in to kiss her deeply. Both of us moaned against each other, our tongues practically fighting a war as I kept up my Olympic pace in hammering my sister's cunt. "Oh, Jesus, I'm going to..." Kelsey moaned, not finishing her sentence. My furious assault on her little pussy made it almost impossible for her to draw a breath. No sooner had she said it when I felt her cunt spasm against me, impossibly becoming even tighter as her juice erupted all over my cock. The hot, sticky feeling of her cum made me nearly delirious, and I felt my own orgasm rise up from deep within. "Kids!" Mom yelled from downstairs. "We're cumming!" I roared at her. Fireworks exploded in my head, and I jammed the whole length of my shaft into Kelsey's cunt, which was still twitching and spasming wildly from her own orgasm. I felt my cock erupt, spraying wave after wave of my cum inside my own sister. The feel of my hot seed inside her seemed to set Kelsey off again, and she began a fresh set of convulsions, more of her juice spraying around my shaft and squirting out of her to soak my balls and my blanket. As I dumped more cum into my sister's milking cunt, I lost all my strength and collapsed on top of her. My shaft twitched several more times, firing what felt like a gallon of my cum into that hottest of all pussies before I finally emptied myself out with a deep groan. Kelsey was still cumming against me, but after a few more small squirts she relaxed as well. I gently kissed her cheek, nuzzling against her. She purred in satisfaction as we both came down from our high. Amanda leaned down beside us and gave us both a kiss. "That was hot!" she grinned. "Sorry we don't have time to do anything for you," my sister whispered, sounding a little sad. "That's okay, I more than enjoyed just watching you two fuck. It's so hot, brother and sister fucking each other's brains out!" Amanda said heatedly. "Mmmm, I love you, Amanda." Kelsey raised her head a little bit, sharing a kiss with her friend. "I love you too, baby," Amanda replied. She looked over at me and smiled lewdly. "Maybe we can fool around in the school bathroom again?" "I'm up for it if you are," I grinned. "Damon," Kelsey complained, struggling underneath me. "I can't breathe." "Shit, sorry!" I hurriedly lifted my weight up off my sister. She sighed deeply, drawing in several large gasps of air, then moaned a little as my rapidly softening cock slipped from her creamy pussy. Happily grinning, I looked down at her slit to see a thick, syrupy mix of our cum slowly oozing out of her. Amanda hissed at the sight of it and buried her face between my sister's legs, moaning as she drank our combined juices right out of Kelsey's cunt. "If you're not down here in two minutes, you can damn well walk to school!" Mom practically shrieked from downstairs, sounding royally pissed off. "I think she means it," I said. "I think so too," Amanda giggled. She quickly got up and leaned over to give me a kiss; I moaned at the taste of cum in her mouth. We made out for a few seconds, then she quickly ran towards Kelsey's room, presumably to get dressed. Kelsey got up more gingerly, her body still shaking. I reached out and gave her a hand, helping her stand up. "Are you okay, sis?" She smiled at me prettily. "Yes, I'm fine. I just didn't think it was possible to get fucked this hard! Thank you!" "Don't mention it, sweetheart. Thank you too." She gave me a kiss on my cheek. "You're so welcome. Don't worry about your car, okay? I'll take care of it." "What?" I said, frowning. "How on earth are you going to..." "Shhhh." She put her finger over my lips. "I'll take care of it, I promise." "But..." She shook her head and walked into the bathroom without another word. I stared after her for a few moments, then Tasmanian Devil'ed myself into a state marginally ready for school. ------- School was a drag, as it was most days, even without the worry about my car. I didn't have any classes with the girls at all, so I hardly got to see them, and Amanda texted me after third hour saying the construction guys had apparently moved to another part of the building and were now working very close to the bathroom in the new annex. It would be too dangerous to try to fool around there. I also didn't see the girls during lunch because they had cheer practice, which made me even more bummed out. If it hadn't been for fucking my sister senseless and blowing a huge load of cum in her wonderfully tight slit earlier, the entire day would have been a gigantic suckfest. As the final bell of the day rang and all the kids were let free to cause chaos in the real world again, I saw the five cheerleaders at the end of one of the hallways. They were all dressed in one of their training outfits: navy-colored Nike sweatpants and figure-hugging white sweaters. With my mouth watering I let my gaze roam over the five pairs of tits on display, from Mikaela's huge knockers to Carynne's smallish breasts. Of course, my eyes lingered extra on my sister's and Amanda's chests. "Hey girls!" I said, walking up with a smile. "Mmmm, hey boy toy!" Amanda grinned. She quickly pressed herself against me, then got up on her tippy toes to give me a long, delicious kiss. I took the opportunity to cop a feel of her ass which was tightly enveloped in her sweats. The other girls whooped and cheered, causing Amanda to blush and me to grin happily. "Are you guys going to keep doing that every time we kiss each other?" Amanda asked her friends a bit petulantly "We will as long as it keeps making you blush like crazy," Stacey said, giving her a wink. I wrapped my arm around a giggling Amanda's shoulder. "Hey, stop teasing my girlfriend like that," I sternly admonished the other girls. Or at least I tried to be stern; my stupid grin probably spoiled the effect to a large degree. "Will you spank us if we don't?" Carynne asked eagerly. "You're just as bad as Kelsey!" I laughed. "Oh, believe me, I'm much worse," the petite beauty said. "Who do you think taught your sister to like it so much?" "Pffft, whatever!" Kelsey snorted. "You didn't teach me crap, and you know it!" "Oh yeah? Want to go into the bathroom so I can teach you some more?" Carynne challenged, a big smile on her face. I fervently hoped my sister would say yes and that they'd let me watch! "Okay, you two, behave, or the real teacher is going to get involved," Stacey interjected before anyone could say anything else. "And I'm still pissed off about Roger this morning, so I've got a real desire to spank some tight asses raw!" "You all right, Stacey?" I asked. She gave me a bright smile and nodded. "I'm fine, thank you. Roger can be a bit of a jerk sometimes, and we just got into a bit of a spat. I'm sure you and Kelsey have those little arguments all the time, too, right?" I glanced over at my sister, who was grinning naughtily. The last spat we'd had was when my cock spat cum in her cunt before school, and I was hoping to repeat those kinds of arguments many, many more times. My sister and I never really argued much at all. "Yeah, I guess we do, but then again she's a real brat, so that can't really be helped, right?" I chuckled. "Hey!" my sister squawked indignantly. Carynne walked over to Kelsey and slapped my sister's ass hard. "You are a brat, and you know it!" the brunette said matter-of-factly. Kelsey eyes glowed with lust as she stared at her small friend. "I am going to fuck you to shreds if you keep this up!" she threatened. Carynne's grin got positively dirty, and she spanked my sister's ass again. The other girls giggled as they watched the two hellcats tease each other. "Yeah? Let's go then," Carynne said eagerly. Kelsey growled hotly and grabbed her friend's arm, starting to pull her towards the bathroom. Stacey, however, quickly grabbed both of them and pulled them back. "No, we have to go buy those new outfits, and I'm not waiting around for hours while the two of you have another one of those marathon fuck sessions!" "Awww, Stacey!" Carynne pouted. "No!" the tall blonde repeated, more firmly. "The two of you can fuck in the fitting room later for all I care, but we're leaving now." "Later then," my sister whispered sultrily to the petite brunette, squeezing Carynne's tight little ass. Carynne just grinned widely and nodded, her face showing how much she liked the idea of fucking my sister in a fitting room. "Can I come watch?" I asked, my voice breaking. "It's a girls-only fitting room, Damon," Stacey said, shaking her head with a wry grin. "Dammit!" The girls all laughed at me, then started walking off. My sister blew me a hand kiss and waved before joining her friends. "I'll tell you all about it later, okay?" Amanda said. She leaned in for another kiss, and I moaned as her tongue slipped into my mouth for a few seconds. The kiss ended again much too quickly for my taste. "Will I see you later?" I asked hopefully. "I promised my mom I'd be home tonight, but if you get your car somehow, you and Kelsey can come over?" I sighed. I had no idea how I was going to get my car, but I nodded at her anyways. "If we can get there, then gladly. But I'm still grounded, so it'd have to be a short visit." "A short visit is better than no visit," Amanda whispered sultrily. "I really want you to fuck me in my own bed. Maybe you can give me a quickie like you did your sister this morning!" She licked her lips with a wicked little smile, and I groaned as I felt my cock rise rapidly in my jeans. "Amanda!" Stacey called from the end of the hallway. "Coming!" my girlfriend giggled. She gave me one last kiss, then hurried after her friends. I watched her amazing ass sashay all the way to the door. ------- "When are you going to get your car back, man?" Brian asked as we pulled up to the swim club's parking lot. "Getting tired of driving me around?" I grinned. I grabbed my bag from the back seat while Brian put his car near the end of the parking lot, as usual. It was a brisk, five minute walk from there to the entrance, which was a good little warm-up. "Nah, I don't mind. You know I don't." "Yeah, I do." I nodded. Brian was always willing to help his buddies out, no matter what they needed. Even before I knew Jeff was a backstabbing asshole, I'd found myself hanging out with Brian more and more often. "It's just been in the garage for what, like two weeks now? Three?" he continued. "I was just wondering when it was ever going to get done?" He grabbed his bag from the back seat. "It's actually done already," I sighed. "But I can't afford the fucking bill." "How much is it?" "2700 bucks." "Holy fuck! Are you kidding?" "I wish I was," I sighed. We both got out of the car, and he fidgeted around with his door again to get it locked. He kept saying he was going to have the lock fixed one of these days, but he never got around to it. "Damn. I wish I had the money lying around, D, I'd gladly give it to you," Brian said. I shook my head. "It's okay, I'll find some way to come up with it." It was a beautiful day, much warmer than typical fall weather, and the sun shone brightly on us while we walked to the building. "Your parents not gonna help you?" he asked. "Dad says he can't afford it. Mom's clinic isn't making as much money with this shitty economy, and he doesn't make all that much to begin with, being a cop." Brian nodded, looking for all the world like he wished he had some kind of solution. He really was an awesome guy. I was very glad to have him as my friend; or rather, my best friend. Then I remembered what my sister had said earlier that morning and chuckled. "What's so funny?" Brian asked curiously. "Oh, just my sister this morning. She said she'd take care of it." "Of what? Your car?" "Yeah," I grinned. "How the fuck ... does she even have a job?" "No." "Then where is she going to come up with 2700 bucks?" "I have no idea. She seemed pretty determined though." Brian got a nasty grin on his face. "She could shake that incredibly hot ass of hers in Passions. She'd make 2700 bucks in less than an hour!" The thought of my sister being forced to work in a gentleman's club put a dark scowl on my face. "Why don't you just suggest she whores herself out, Brian?" "Whoa, lighten up, man! It was just a joke," he said, holding his hands up in apology. I sighed. "Sorry. I'm just a bit touchy where she's concerned." For some reason I thought back of my sister licking the spot right near my ass this morning; that had been very touchy too, but in a good way. I struggled not to grin stupidly. Brian wrapped his arm around my neck and yanked my head down, mock choking me. "You and your little sister! You're way too protective of her, you know. She's a feisty little thing, she can take care of herself." "Yeah, well, do you let, eh ... what's her name, take care of herself?" I grinned as I stood practically doubled over, trying to shake loose. "Who?" "Your own sister, what's her name again?" "Denise?" "Is she the one near Kelsey's age?" "Yeah." "Do you do your best to protect her? Or do you just let her fend for herself?" He chuckled. "Man, I don't need to protect her. Denise could kick the shit out of both of us at the same time." I was starting to get a little light headed, so I tapped his arm, and he immediately let up. I cranked my neck a few times. "You serious?" "Yup. She's been taking martial arts since she was eight or so. Some dipshit tried to get funny with her at their junior prom last year. He sure regretted that afterwards." "What happened?" "The little fucker tried to put his hand under her skirt. So she put her fist practically through his face and sent him flying five feet down the dance floor." I stopped walking, completely stunned. "You're kidding?" "Nope. You don't fuck with my little sister, man," he said proudly. "Well, nobody fucks with my sister either," I said with a penetrating stare. Apart from me, I thought happily. He grinned and nodded. "I gotcha, D." We both laughed for a few moments, then continued walking to the swim hall. We met Erik and Daryll inside; they were already in their Speedos and ready to go. Brian and I quickly got changed and headed out to the pool, where Coach was scowling as he stood waiting for us. He always scowled, so it didn't really bother us any, but he seemed even more out of sorts for some reason. "How's the nose?" he asked me as we lined up in front of him. I shrugged. "It seems to be okay. Hasn't hurt anyways," I said, grabbing it between my thumb and forefinger experimentally. Immediately a sharp pain flared through it, and I hissed loudly. "Ow, fuck!" "You fucking idiot," Erik grinned. The others laughed loudly at my discomfort, until Coach barked at them to shut up. "You're going to need to be able to dive on Saturday, kid. From the looks of it, if you were to dive right now, you'd sink to the bottom of the pool in agony," he remarked snidely. "Yeah, well, what do you want me to do, Coach? I can't miraculously make it better," I grumped. "You want me to give you a fat lip too?" Coach barked, holding up the gnarled stump he called a fist. It was probably harder than wood, and I didn't really want to get hit with it. "No! Sorry," I mumbled. Old Nazi, I added silently. "Come Saturday we'll see how it is. If we have to, we can always wrap some tape over it, but that might cost you a few fractions of a second. And I'm afraid you're gonna need them..." I frowned at him, not following. "Need them? For what? The top two go on, don't they?" "Yes, they do, but—" "Well then, what do I have to worry about my time for?" I interrupted. "Other than Mitch, who's going to beat me in my half?" "Stop interrupting me, dammit!" he growled angrily. I scowled but kept my mouth shut; it wouldn't help to make him angry at me. I heard the other three guys chuckle softly beside me. "As I was going to say, you might not make top two in your distances, so you'll have to qualify by time," Coach finished his original sentence. "Why wouldn't I make top two?" I asked, getting even more confused. Competition was usually pretty fierce at the State semis, but other than Mitch there really wasn't anyone in my half of the semis who could swim faster than me. I'd had a very fortunate draw after all. "Dan Wheeland got put into your half," Coach said somberly. "What?" I exclaimed, feeling my jaw drop. "How the fuck did that happen?" "I don't know," Coach said, shrugging his shoulders. "I got the updated rosters this morning. They moved him from the other half of the bracket to yours, switching him with Connors. Probably because of lobbying by his coach." "That is fucking bullshit!" "Isn't there some kind of protest we can make about that, Coach?" Brian asked, giving me a worried glance. He knew as well as I did that Dan Wheeland was basically my most direct opponent; he and I always fought for the same spot at State. He always won. "Not really. You know his coach is on the National team, so he's got a lot of clout. I think he basically wanted Dan out of the other half, where he'd likely have to swim for time, and put in this half where he's only really got Mitch and you to compete against," Coach said. "Dammit. As if I don't have enough to fucking worry about!" I muttered "Crying about it ain't gonna help you swim any faster!" Coach said with a note of finality. "Now get your lazy ass in the pool, and we'll see about shaving a few tenths off your worthless times!" I nodded, but deep down inside I feared it wouldn't be much use. ------- "So how's Katie?" I asked Brian. The four of us were in the shower, rinsing off the chlorine and letting the hot water relax our tired muscles. "She's good," Brian grinned. "We went on a date last night, had a lot of fun." "What'd you do?" "A gentleman never tells," he said earnestly. "Yes, I know. So what did you do?" I asked with a shit-eating grin. He laughed. "I took her to dinner and a movie." "Wow, going all out, huh, Brian? So was it In-N-Out burger, or did you take her somewhere fancy, like the Olive Garden?" "Up yours, asshole!" he grinned. "I actually took her Charlie's Steak House." "The one in the mall?" I teased, not being able to resist. "Fuck off!" he growled, charging me and grabbing me in a chokehold from behind. "Hey, can we leave the prison rape scenes until you two are by yourselves?" Erik complained. "I'm not really into that hardcore gay shit." "Yeah, well, sorry we don't have any moose around these parts for you to fuck, Erik. It's strictly boys and girls only," Brian deadpanned. "Oh! You got your ass burned!" Daryll howled at Erik, who was grinning widely himself. Erik took the jokes at least as well as he gave them out. "Alright, I see how it is," Erik said expansively with an exaggerated shrug. "I'll just have to join in with the locals, I guess." Brian and I looked at him suspiciously, which was a bit awkward for me since I was still in Brian's chokehold with my head pulled back. Erik moved a few steps behind Brian, then reached out and grabbed Brian's hips. "A three-man train okay with you guys?" Brian yelped and slapped Erik's hands away, quickly jumping out of range. "Get the fuck away from me, you Polish faggot!" he yelled. "First you blame me for not fucking boys and girls, then when I want to do so, you bitch at me again. Make up your mind, will you?" Erik chortled. "How about you go fuck Junior over there?" Erik eyed me questioningly, and I grinned at him, holding my hands up. "Back off, man. Besides, you know you're not supposed to fuck seventy-two hours before the meet." "Fuck that," Erik said dismissively. "Do you seriously listen to that bullshit?" "Don't you?" "Give me a break. It doesn't make a damn worth of difference anyways." "You sure about that?" He nodded. "I fucked a cute little Oregon freshman for four hours the night before the Portland meet. She couldn't walk for a week, and I still swam a personal best at the 200 butterfly." I frowned as I looked at Brian and Daryll. "What about you guys? Do you fuck in that seventy-two hour window?" "Sure," Brian shrugged. "Like Erik said, it doesn't really make any difference. Not to me, and obviously not to him either." "Daryll?" I asked. "I try not to," he said. "But it's damn hard sometimes. I've cheated my way around it every now and then." "Shit!" "What?" Brian asked, grinning profusely. "Don't tell me you've been holding it up all those times?" I felt myself blush in embarrassment, but I nodded anyways. All three of them broke into howls of laughter, their snickers reverberating off the walls. "D, you really need to stop being such a good little coach's pet," Erik grinned. "Don't you have some moose to go fuck up the ass?" I replied churlishly, which just led to more laughter from everyone. "Let me guess," Brian said delightedly. "Your new girlfriend was very unhappy about you not being able to fuck her for three days, right?" I gave him a brief annoyed glance, which he took as agreement. "Just fuck her, man. Give it to her lots and hard. Fuck that bullshit rule." "You got a new girlfriend?" Daryll asked. "Who?" "You guys don't know her," I said quickly. "Yeah, they do," Brian interjected. "Remember when you two ragged on his sister at his high school meet?" "Yeah," Erik said. "You remember the blonde that was with her?" Erik and Daryll looked at each other for a few moments, then the light seemed to go on for both of them. "Get the fuck out of here!" Daryll said. "That's your girlfriend?" I grinned foolishly and nodded. I loved the effect Amanda's beauty had on people. "Damn!" Erik said, impressed. "She is fucking hot, D! Make sure to keep her happy." "I will," I grinned. Right then and there I made up my mind to indeed ignore Coach's stupid rule and just fuck Amanda and Kelsey whenever they'd let me. Which I was hoping would be very, very often. I turned back to Brian. "Okay, so you took Katie to Charlie's for steak, movie afterwards. Then what?" "We fucked, of course," he said. "What else did you expect?" "I don't know, you might have had a nice long talk with her or something. Maybe take her for a stroll along the riverwalk." "What? Are you sure you're not a girl?" he quipped. "Blow me!" "Careful, don't let Erik hear that." I glanced over my shoulder at the Viking. He seemed rather obsessed with checking out his cock. "I bet he's got lice," Brian chuckled, causing me to burst out laughing. Erik flipped us off. "I heard that, fucko!" Brian just grinned at him, then returned his attention to me. "So, things are going well between you and Amanda then?" he asked. I got a very satisfied grin on my face. "Yeah, they are," I said, rinsing soap off myself. "Good. You know, we should go on a double date sometime. I know Katie would like that." "I can't really go around getting fucked by Katie anymore, Brian." "Don't worry, she'll keep her hands to herself. Do you think Amanda would be okay with it?" "I'd think so, but I have to make sure that Ke..." I began, not paying attention, then cursed myself as I quickly shut up. "What?" he asked curiously. "Nothing." "Come on, what were you going to say?" I gave him a long look. Did I dare tell him about Kelsey? As I pondered it, the water streamed down my body and felt very warm running down my leg. I wasn't sure how he'd react, but I really wanted someone to talk to. Brian was staring at me, slowly getting a bigger and bigger grin on his face until he finally burst into howls of laughter. "What?" I asked, not getting what was so funny. He looked off to my left, and I followed his gaze, only to see a gleefully grinning Erik standing right beside me. Pissing all over my leg. "Goddammit Erik!" I yelled as I jumped out of the way. I grabbed a bottle of body wash and squirted the whole thing over my leg, scrubbing vigorously while absolute gales of laughter came from the others. ------- "So what were you going to say earlier?" Brian asked as we finished getting dressed in the locker room. I glanced over at the others and shook my head, indicating that I didn't want to talk about it in front of them. Brian looked a bit dubious for a second but nodded anyways. Several minutes later we all bumped fists, and we headed out. Since they lived pretty close to each other, Daryll hitched a ride with Erik. Brian and I got in his Jeep, and we took the Interstate back down to my house. I was silent for awhile, and Brian didn't say anything, apparently understanding I needed some time to sort things out. "It's eh..." I started. "It's a bit complicated." "Okay," he said, shrugging. "So uncomplicate it." "It's not that easy." "If you don't want to tell me, D, then don't, but I can't give you any advice or anything if I don't know what the problem is." "I'm not just seeing Amanda," I blurted out quickly. There, I'd said it. He looked at me seriously for a moment, then started chuckling. "You're dating two chicks? You fucking dog! Won't Amanda rip your balls off if she finds out, though?" "No, it's not actually like that. I mean that ... Amanda knows about it." "She knows about you dating the other chick?" "Not dating!" I said. I let out my breath and swallowed audibly. "Fucking." "You're actually fucking two chicks?" Brian said, his mouth dropping open. "And Amanda knows about it? And is okay with it?!" "Yeah she's okay with it, because..." I sighed. "Well, she, um ... she has sex with the other girl, too." Brian was quiet for several moments as he stared at me in disbelief; slowly the car began to veer dangerously close towards the guardrail. "Fuck, Brian, watch where you're going!" I yelled. "Shit!" he exclaimed as he corrected rapidly. The Jeep did a little shimmy, causing the car behind us to honk loudly; Brian flipped the driver off in his rear view mirror. "So, you're telling me that you and Amanda fuck another girl together, is that it?" he asked incredulously. "Yeah," I said quietly. I knew the question was coming, and I was simultaneously dreading it more than anything else, yet elated at the same time that I would finally bring it out into the open. "Christ, can we trade?" he grinned. "Amanda for Katie? I mean ... fuck, D, is she the most amazing girl ever or fucking what?" I chuckled softly. Amanda was pretty damn amazing alright. I didn't reply, however, just waiting for him to ask what I wanted, no, needed him to ask. He kept glancing over at me, apparently waiting for me to say something. I stayed quiet, and the silence soon grew uncomfortable. "D?" he asked, looking very confused. "What?" "Well, is that it?" "Is what it?" "Jesus! Is that the whole story? I don't see what the problem is: you're fucking two girls, and they're both fucking each other. Goddamn, if only every guy could have problems like that, you lucky-as-shit bastard!" "Well, it's not quite the whole problem." "Oh, what else? The three of you are fucking some horny MILF somewhere?" he muttered. I laughed despite myself. "No, fuckwit!" "What then?" I took another deep breath of air. "The problem is with who the other girl is." "Okay." Again we were quiet for a few moments. I couldn't believe how hard it was for me to come out and admit to my best friend that I was fucking my sister. "Are you waiting on something?" Brian asked, now really confused. "Don't you want to know who the other girl is?" I said, a little exasperated. "What, you mean I know her?" "Yeah." "Okay, so ... who is it?" There it was; the question I wanted him to ask. Now that he had, I wasn't sure I wanted to answer it. Looking out of the passenger window, I blurted out, "Kelsey." "What?" he said. "I don't think I heard you." I looked straight at him and swallowed. "It's Kelsey." "Kelsey ... Kelsey who?" I rolled my eyes. "Jesus, Brian! Kelsey! My sister!" He stared at me for what seemed an eternity, his eyes wide as saucers. I was a bit worried since he didn't seem to be paying any attention to the road whatsoever. Finally he asked, "You're having sex with your own sister?" "Yes," I said almost inaudibly. I felt very, very small all of a sudden. Slowly his face got an incomprehensible look to it. "Is this a joke?" "No, it isn't," I said resolutely. "Amanda and Kelsey have been lovers for a year, and I'm now ... involved with both of them." Saying it out loud oddly made it seem like not such a big deal. "Dude, what the fuck is wrong with you?" he asked after another long moment of silence. I closed my eyes and sighed deeply. That wasn't what I'd been hoping he'd say, but I had known it was, of course, a very likely possibility. "I know it doesn't seem like it's very normal, but—" I began. "No, you got that right!" he laughed harshly. "Jesus Christ, D, we're fucking ragging on you for being such a limp-noodled dick with the chicks, and in the meantime you're plowing your own little sister? I mean ... what the fuck, man?" "If you'd just—" "Why the hell did you even tell me this?" he asked, his face clearly unhappy. I sighed deeply. "I really wanted to talk to someone about it." "So you just fucking dump it on me?" "I thought you ... I dunno, could give me some advice or something." "Advice? What the fuck kind of advice could I give you? Do I look like a guy who would know anything about fucking his own sister?" he asked angrily. "Fuck, Brian, I didn't mean it that way!" I said, getting agitated. We glared at each other for a few seconds, then simultaneously turned our heads away. Brian focused on the road while I stared out the passenger window, vapidly gazing at the city passing by. "Shit!" he said after a few minutes. "You couldn't just ask me something simple, like, 'Hey Brian, what's a good restaurant to take Amanda to, where I can fuck her in the booth?' Or 'How do I get her to let me fuck her up the ass?' No, you've got to drop this fucking bomb in my lap!" "Jesus, what do you want me to do, jump out of your fucking car? Let's just forget I said anything." "Oh yeah, like it's that fucking simple! Let's just forget about it. Sure, D. I'm going to just not remember the fact that you're fucking your own sister!" "Yeah, I get it, Brian, alright?!" I said heatedly. "I thought I could tell you and I was wrong. I'm fucking sorry!" He glared at me again, but didn't say anything else on the way to my home. ------- I grabbed my bag as the Jeep came to a stop in our driveway. I looked over at Brian, whose face was still set in a deeply offended scowl. Try as I might, I couldn't figure out what had gotten him so angry. "Brian, look—" I started. He shook his head. "Let's not talk about it anymore, D, okay? We're just going to get more angry at each other, and that doesn't do any fucking good." I sighed dejectedly and nodded. I didn't want to make him any more upset than he clearly already was. "I'll see you Saturday," he said, somewhat coldly, shifting the Jeep into gear. I quickly got out. "Thanks for the ride," I said quietly, closing the passenger door. He nodded, but didn't look at me. I felt a sharp pang in my gut as I walked towards the house, passing in front of his Jeep. He wasn't moving, and I had the briefest, craziest of moments where I thought he was actually going to run me over. "Hey, D?" he said, sticking his head a little out the window. "Yeah?" I asked, turning my head around. "You're at least using a rubber, right?" I stared at him blankly and felt myself go pale, an icy cold settling in the pit of my stomach. How the fuck could I have completely forgotten about something as simple as protection? He must have understood my reaction, because he threw his hands up in disgust. "Oh, for fuck's sake, you dumb fuck! It's not enough you're fucking own sister, you've got to get her pregnant too?" he yelled at me. I cringed as his loud voice boomed across our yard. "Fuck, Brian, yell a little louder so the entire fucking neighborhood can hear it!" I barked at him. He seemed on the verge of saying something, then shook his head with an angry scowl and hit the gas, his Jeep practically rocketing out of our driveway. He smoothly swerved it onto the street, yanked it into first gear and tore off, his tires screeching practically the entire way. "Well, that's two best friends gone in a week," I sighed softly. I stared at his car as it sped around the corner at the end of the street, then slowly walked to the house. Dejectedly I opened the kitchen door and went inside, where I got a pleasant surprise; Kelsey was waiting for me in the kitchen. She had a bright red Popsicle in her hand and gingerly sucked on it, sliding her lovely lips around the long, cold treat. I couldn't help but stare as several drops of sugary water dripped down along the ice and slowly oozed across her fingers. She stuck the thin ice cream into her mouth again and practically fellated it. I felt my cock rise while watching her. Kelsey saw me staring at her and got a happy little smirk on her face, giving me a huge wink as she slowly slid the ice lolly up and down between her lips, making soft moaning noises throughout. "Christ, Kel, that is so fucking hot!" I gasped. "Actually, it's very cold!" she giggled. She took the ice cream out of her mouth again, doing the little gasp-and-inhale routine that people whose mouths are frozen tend to do. "So you were in the mood for a Popsicle, hmm?" I asked suspiciously. She gave me a wry smirk. "I'm in the mood for something else as well. It's sort of the same shape, but it's a lot hotter and bigger." Even though I tried to catch it, I couldn't help but have a flicker of doubt flash across my face. Kelsey's hawk-like eyes caught it, of course, and she immediately got a worried look on her face. "Are you okay?" she asked with concern. "Yeah I'll be alright, I think," I said somberly. "Is this about your fight with Brian?" "You heard that?" She nodded. "I was actually on my way to meet you outside when I heard you two yelling at each other, so I decided it was probably better if I went back inside and didn't interfere." "Yeah, probably," I said, nodding my head. I dropped my bag on the ground and pulled out one of the kitchen chairs, sitting down with a loud sigh. Kelsey immediately took the chair next to me and sat close. My heart ached as I caught a whiff of her freshly washed, chestnut-brown hair; it was hanging loosely over her shoulders, down to about her shoulder blades. "Do you want to talk about it?" she asked gently. She grabbed my hand, squeezing it softly, while continuing to nibble gingerly on her ice cream, slurping a little when it started to melt between her luscious lips. I stared at her for a second, wondering if I should tell her or not. Figuring the day couldn't really get any worse, I said quietly, "I told him about us. You know ... that we're fucking each other." "Okay," she said, her eyes full of compassion. "I take it he didn't like hearing about it?" I looked at her with surprise. "No, he didn't, but ... you're not mad?" "Why would I be mad?" she asked sweetly. "I don't know. I figured you wouldn't want me to talk about it to anyone. Keep it a secret." She sighed. "Damon, despite all the fun we're having, I know how it weighs on your mind." "What? How did you figure that out?" "Because I feel that same weight too." "You do?" "Yes, of course. What, did you think that because I'm such a little slut that I'm all, like, 'whatever!' about the fact that last night, and earlier this morning, I had my own brother shoot his cum in my pussy?" "You're not a slut," I said gently. She smiled at me. "Let's not have that discussion right now. Damon, what we're doing is hard. Most people view incest as something horrible, similar to rape, and it's a terrible taboo in society. Mom and Dad would probably kill us if they found out. That's a really big burden to carry around, and I understand that you want, or even need someone to talk to about it." I stared at her in amazement. I had rarely seen her in such a serious mood. "Don't you need someone too?" "Yes, but I have Amanda." She smiled, gulping the entire, rapidly melting Popsicle into her mouth. My cock twitched in my pants at the sight. "Isn't she a bit too involved in this whole thing to be able to offer you advice about it?" I asked. "She can't really offer me advice, but she can listen. And believe me, I'm talking her ears off about this!" Kelsey said, briefly pausing from sucking on the ice cream. "Really?" She nodded fervently. "Oh yes." "What's on your mind about it? I mean, when you talk with Amanda. What do you talk about?" "Well, I'm worried what people would think if they found out, especially Mom and Dad. But mostly I've told her how I can't believe all the things we're doing. That I've let you fuck me, that I've swallowed your cum, that you've eaten my pussy. That you watched Carynne make me completely lose my mind, and then heard the girls say I'm their little fucktoy and how much I love it!" "That was so hot," I groaned, unable to stop myself. Her grin was decidedly naughty. "You really liked that, didn't you?" She teasingly let the Popsicle slide up and down between her lips. "God yes! I couldn't believe how hard you came," I said hotly, my eyes focused like a hawk's on her lips and what she was doing to the ice cream with them. "Hmmm, I know, I was kinda surprised myself," she said with a sly smile. "Do you know why I came so hard?" I shook my head. "Because you were watching me. I could see how horny I was making you; I saw how big your cock was in your pants, and I knew it was because of me being such a dirty little slut," she breathed softly, sensually licking her lips and scooping up all the sugary water that was sticking to them. I blinked as I suddenly realized she was wearing a very tight, black tube top and that her nipples were poking almost straight through it. My gaze flashed down for a second and saw an equally sexy, little black skirt that barely reached below her impossibly perfect ass. I had been so distracted when I came in that I hadn't even noticed her sexy outfit. It left a maddening amount of her perfect skin bare, and I felt a sudden urge to tear her clothes off and bang the hell out of her. "Damon?" Kelsey said. "Yeah? "Do you ... do you want to stop?" she asked in a very small voice. "Stop? You mean, you and me? Fucking?" "Yes. I don't want you to lose your friends because of me." I shook my head. "No, I don't want to stop, Kel. I love how crazy you and Amanda make me, and I want it to go on forever. If that means losing all my friends, then so be it." "Are you sure?" I sighed as I pondered it for a few moments. I loved hanging out with Brian, and I realized his friendship meant more to me than almost anything in the world. My sister, however, was one of the few things that outweighed even that. "Yes, I'm sure." She moved her chair closer to mine, the legs scraping across the tiled floor. Her face came closer to me, her lips looking full and delicious, covered in an innocent-yet-sexy pink color. I shivered at the coldness of her lips while she ran her fingers through my hair. I moaned as we kissed for a few moments, then her small hand slid down towards my pants, deftly unbuttoning and unzipping them. She eagerly reached into my pants and sighed when she touched my hard shaft in my boxers. She kept nibbling on her Popsicle while she fiddled with my boxers. It took a little while, but she got my cock free into the open after a bit, gently stroking it. "This will cheer you up," she grinned as she slid off her chair, down onto her knees. She opened her perfect little mouth, bringing it closer to my painfully hard rod, and I moaned in anticipation. She looked up at me with mirth in her eyes, then clenched her teeth along the wooden shaft of the ice cream, slowly scraping what remained of it into her mouth. Dropping the little stick onto the kitchen table, she opened her mouth wide and moved towards my cock. "Oh God, honey," I sighed as my sister's mouth engulfed the head of my cock. The touch of her cold lips along my hot shaft, combined with the feeling of the ice in her mouth rubbing against the length of my dick, was like a wave of delicious agony that swept through my brain. Goosebumps appeared all over my body, and I shivered a little. The ice in her mouth was rapidly melting, but rather than swallow the syrupy water, she took great pleasure in swirling it all around my cock, making me quiver even more. Kelsey's tongue teased against my helmet, tickling me like crazy. I felt a huge rush of hormones sweep through me, and I grabbed her head with both my hands, roughly forcing her mouth to go farther down. Kelsey groaned hotly as my cock slid deeper into her mouth, her saliva slickening my skin. Inch after inch of my shaft vanished between her luscious lips, and she swallowed the remainder of the ice cream right before I felt the head of my cock bump against her throat. She tried valiantly to get it down her throat for several moments, but eventually she pulled her mouth off, gasping for air. "Dammit, how does Amanda get all of that big cock of yours in her mouth?" she complained with a hint of irritability. I smiled at my gorgeous sibling. "I don't know baby, I don't exactly have experience with sucking cocks." "Smartass!" she grinned, slapping my leg. "Sorry," I grinned back. Kelsey kissed the tip of my cock, her rapidly warming lips feeling wonderfully smooth against the sensitive head. "I really want to take your whole cock in my mouth," she groaned excitedly as her hand jacked up and down my shaft. "I want to feel you squirt your cum straight down my throat!" "Jesus, Kel!" "Oh, someone likes that, huh? You want to blow your hot, sticky load in your little sister's mouth, you bad boy?" "Fuck yes!" Kelsey grinned wickedly at me for a second, then smoothly slid her lips down my shaft again, her warm breath caressing my skin before the rising heat of her mouth that immediately followed. I closed my eyes and let my head roll back on my shoulders, the wonderful feeling of my own sister's mouth on my cock setting fire to my soul. Kelsey started slobbering wetly, her mouth bobbing up and down along the length of my cock, or at least as far as she could take it. The bumps of my cockhead against her tight throat were pure ecstasy, and I moaned in pleasure as my entire shaft began to tingle under Kelsey's amazing blowjob. "Oh my God, I think I'm gonna cum," I groaned in surprise. I usually didn't come that fast, but Kelsey was driving me absolutely insane. She grinned excitedly, her lips curling around my throbbing pole as she increased her effort, her mouth blurring up and down my shaft. She pushed down a little harder with her lips, and the increased friction was pure fucking heaven. Kelsey was making soft gargling noises, and my cock started almost glowing. "Kel, your mouth feels so good," I sighed, my breathing coming in short, heavy gasps. She popped her lips off my shaft for a second, giving me a wink. "Good! Your cock tastes wonderful, too. Now cum for me, I want to swallow your whole load!" she chirped. Before I could reply, she gulped my cock back inside her wonderfully wet mouth. I growled deliriously and grabbed her head with both my hands again, tangling my fingers in her thick, brown hair. Her gorgeous light-blue eyes were staring at me as if they were begging, and she gave a small nod, relaxing her mouth. I stood up from the chair and gulped deeply as I pulled my shaft back, all the way until just the head was between her lips. "Ready, sis?" I asked, feeling my mouth go dry at the mere thought of what I was about to do. "Uh-huh," she moaned around my cock, and I shoved my dick forward, plowing it back inside her hot mouth. Kelsey let out a small grunt when I bumped against the back of her throat, but she grinned around my cock and cupped my balls, squeezing them gently. I began to fuck my own sister's mouth, rapidly increasing in pace until I was plowing away like a madman, my balls slapping against her chin. Kelsey mewled around my shaft while my climax began building with the force of a freight train. I felt my heart skip a few beats as I looked at the amazing sight in front of me, my cock plowing inside my own little sister's mouth. I still couldn't believe she and I were doing this at all, but I thanked my lucky stars that we were. Kelsey was the hottest girl I could ever imagine, and the fantastically wild sex she and I'd been having was the best thing that had ever happened to me. "Fuck, I'm cumming already!" I hissed, the thought all the dirty things she let me do to her turning me on just as much as the actual feeling of having my cock sucked. Kelsey groaned loudly, sucking hard on my shaft. I felt a delicious shiver run through me, and my entire body jumped when a massive squirt of cum rocketed out of my cock, spraying wetly inside my sister's hungry mouth. Her eyes opened wide in surprise at the force of my shot, and she moaned in delight as a second load of cum blasted into her throat, a mere second after the first. The combined volume of my jizz was too much for her to hold inside, and it started leaking out of the corners of her mouth. Kelsey whined with disappointment, and her fingers tried to catch my cum while it slid down her chin and onto her heaving chest. "Oh God!" I screamed as my cock bucked again and a third spray of my seed flung itself in Kelsey's hungrily sucking mouth, causing her to moan happily. As I groaned and shivered, a few more small pulses of jizz leaked out of my cockhead, further filling up my sister's mouth. When my orgasm finally subsided, all the strength fled from my body, and I felt my knees buckle. It was all I could do to fall back into the kitchen chair, causing my cock to slip out of Kelsey's mouth just as a final large spray of cum shot out of it. The creamy rope draped across my sister's face from her right cheek, across her nose, all the way up to her left eyebrow, causing her to giggle. A few more drops dribbled out of my aching shaft, then I closed my eyes, drawing in several deep breaths. I blinked my eyes open a few moments later, to see a wildly grinning Kelsey wipe the cum off her chin and happily suck it from her fingers. The rope that had splattered on her face was still there, making her look like some hot, cum-hungry nymph. Which probably wasn't all that far from the truth, I realized. "Oh Damon, you bad boy! You splattered cum all over my top, look!" Kelsey giggled with obviously fake annoyance. She stuck her chest out, and I grinned at seeing the numerous cum-stains on it, easily visible on the soft black fabric. I licked my lips at the swell of her tits and the firm little buds that poked out from them. "Something tells me that the whole reason you wore a black top is so that you could get cum on it, little tease," I grinned, still breathing heavily. "And you eating that Popsicle wasn't a coincidence, either." "Why would you think that?" Kelsey asked naughtily, a very happy grin on her face. "Would I do something like that?" "Yes, you would," I stated flatly. She stuck her tongue out at me, then she gave me a beautiful smile, which was made all the more alluring by the string of my cum that was still draped across her face. "Okay, I admit it," she giggled. "I was hoping we could do this." "I'm always happy to oblige, sweetie," I said chivalrously. "You're my hero!" she breathed. She got up off her knees, then carefully sat down in my lap. I hissed as I felt the touch of her naked slit against my cock. I could only guess at just how wet she was, but I knew I probably wouldn't have to wait long to find out. "No underwear, sis?" I asked teasingly. "I figured you'd prefer it if I was ready to go," she grinned. "I can go put some on if you want?" "No, that's quite alright!" I laughed. "Though some of your panties are fucking sexy. Does Mom even know you have those?" "Oh no!" Kelsey said, fervently shaking her head. "I would probably be grounded for a year if she ever found out about them." "How do you manage to hide them?" I asked curiously. "I do my own laundry," Kelsey said with a shrug. "And they're buried deep in a drawer where I stash old clothes. Mom never bothers to check there." "You're really good at this, aren't you?" I grinned. She gave me a cute wink, then she leaned forward, and we kissed gently, unhurriedly. My sister started grinding her slit up and down along my shaft, and her wetness quickly coated it. "It'll be a bit before it gets back up, baby," I said, somewhat apologetically. "I came like crazy." "That's okay, I'm in no hurry," she said with a sunshine smile, kissing me again. "And I'm glad you came so much, it was delicious!" "I love you, sis," I whispered, looking deep in her eyes. "I love you too, so much. Thank you for doing this," she said softly. "Yeah, it's such a sacrifice on my part," I joked. "I basically get to fuck you and cum in and on you whenever I want. What a burden." Kelsey laughed delightedly as she ruffled her hand through my hair. "Silly!" I happily smiled at her. Despite some of the difficulties that came from messing around with my divine sister, I wouldn't trade it—or stop doing it—for anything in the world. I groaned as I felt her slide her little snatch across my cock, the deliciously tickling friction working wonders at getting my cock back to full mast. With a happy groan I thought of the rampant fucking we were about to do, then Brian's words echoed through my mind. "Shit, Kel, do you know if we have any rubbers in the house?" "A rubber?" she asked, her face pulling into a little frown. "You know, a condom." "Yes, I know what a rubber is, doofus! Why do we need one?" "Because I can't get you pregnant! I'm so sorry that I came inside you last night and this morning without using protection!" I blurted out, feeling like absolute shit. Kelsey rolled her eyes the way only she could, then she leaned in and gave me a soft, sweet kiss. "You can be a real fool sometimes, you know that?" "Huh?" "Did you really think that I let you cum in me last night without thinking about the consequences?" "You ... so ... what?" I stammered, my mind trying to wrap around what she was telling me. "I'm on the pill, silly." "You are?" I exclaimed rather loudly. "Yeah, is that so surprising? I'm eighteen." "How the hell did you get on the pill?" "Mom and I talked about it when I turned sixteen. She was very stern and adamant that I shouldn't be having sex, but fortunately she knows enough about teens in this day and age that she figured it was better for me to be safe than sorry." "So she let you get on it?" "Yup. Never needed it for two years, but last night I was very glad I've been taking it!" Kelsey grinned. "Thank God," I said, feeling myself relax. Then another thought hit me. "Shit, what about Amanda?" "She's on the pill too, though in her case it's because her cramps are really bad and the pill helps regulate her. Her mom wasn't nearly as dramatic about it as ours." I gave her an uncomprehending frown. "What do you mean, regulate her?" Kelsey giggled. "It's girl stuff, don't worry about it. You're perfectly fine spraying your cum in Amanda's tight pussy!" I closed my eyes and let out a deep breath. "I'm still sorry that I didn't think about it yesterday, sis." She leaned forward and kissed me softly. "Don't worry about it. I know that when a boy gets horny, he just doesn't think very clearly." I gave her a goofy smile, causing her to giggle. "You're not really thinking very clearly right now either, are ya?" she asked, suppressing a laugh. "Girl! Girl pretty!" I joked as I animatedly pointed at her while doing my best caveman impersonation. "Take girl to cave, do fucky fucky!" "How about we do fucky fucky right here, right now?" she breathed hotly, her lips locking together with mine again. I felt her tight slit position itself, the head of my cock slipping between her wet pussy lips. With a soft moan, Kelsey began sinking her cunt lower onto my shaft. I never knew what caused Dad to drop his keys at that particular moment, right outside the kitchen door. He was as steady-handed as any man alive, and I'd never seen him drop anything before, but right as he was apparently about to unlock and open the door, he dropped them. Kelsey and I froze for the briefest of seconds at the sound before we shot into action, my sister jumping up and readjusting her skirt while I frantically stuffed my cock back in my pants. I could hear Dad's mutters outside while he picked up his keys and jammed them into the kitchen door lock. I gave my sister a quick glance to see if she was presentable, then felt my heart grow cold. She still had my cum stuck on her face. "Kel, your face!" I hissed. Her eyes opened wide, and she frantically wiped her hand across her face to try to get my cum off just when the door opened and Dad walked inside. "Hey, you two," he said tiredly, smiling at us. His face got a noticeably peculiar slant to it, even behind his stylish sunglasses, as he watched Kelsey rub her own face. "Are you okay, baby girl?" "Yes Daddy," Kelsey said sweetly, taking her hand away. Though there was still a glistening spot here and there, she had managed to at least remove the most obvious remnants of my cum. "My face just itched." He fondly smiled at her, then clapped me on the shoulder. "How are you doing, son?" "I'm good, Dad, thanks. How about you; you look tired?" "I'm completely wiped out. Spent thirty minutes running down some kid who robbed a liquor store for fifty dollars in change," he sighed, going over to my sister. I held my breath as he came closer to her, since her tube top was covered with my cum. "Are you serious?" I asked, hoping to keep him distracted. "Yeah I am, and I'm getting way too old to be chasing young punks!" He laughed, then he bent down, and I watched in amazement as he gave my sister a brief kiss on her mouth. "Hey pumpkin," "Hi Daddy!" my sister said, somewhat strained. She had just gulped a load of my cum, and a sizable amount of my jizz had leaked out of her mouth. I prayed frantically that there was no trace of it left, other than on her clothing. "So did you catch him?" I asked. My heart began to hammer in my chest at the lack of oxygen. "Well, a Doberman did, actually," he said, suppressing a chuckle. He smiled at Kelsey, then he straightened himself. He always had to bend down quite a bit to kiss my little sister, being nearly a foot and a half taller than she was. He was a giant of a man, and even in his early 40s still cut an impressive sight. "A Doberman? Did you transfer to the K-9 squad, Dad?" I asked, feeling like I was losing the plot. I gasped for some air, but my chest was so tight from worry that it came reluctantly. "No, the kid ran into some guy's yard and got jumped by the dog; it was gnawing on his leg when I got there!" he grinned. "Good little pooch. I was getting pretty damn tired of running by that point." I laughed despite my anxiety over nearly being caught. Dad's humor was always pretty dry, and it was a funny story. Kelsey was laughing also. Dad gave us both a big smile, then he frowned as he looked at Kelsey again. I prayed he was just noticing what my sister was wearing; or rather, how little she was wearing since a lot of her gorgeous body was on full display. That would be infinitely better than him noticing that a guy's cum was all over the tight top that barely covered her tits. "Kelsey?" he asked, his voice carefully neutral. This is it, I thought. We're royally fucked now. He's going to see those cum stain and put two and two together. Then he's going to pull his gun and shoot me right in the face. "Yes Daddy?" Kelsey said, her voice very small. "You're a little underdressed, aren't you, sweetheart?" he noted. Kelsey blushed a pretty red and dropped her eyes. "I'm sorry, Daddy. I needed to do some cheerleading practice, and my uniform is in the laundry. I can't really do all the moves if I'm wearing, you know, more constricting clothes," she said hesitantly. I was again surprised at how smoothly she could lie and how good she was at acting like a sweet, innocent angel. Dad stared at her for a few moments longer, then nodded. "I understand, honey. Just don't let your mother see it. And please do not go out of the house while you're wearing this ... outfit." "I won't, Daddy, I promise," Kelsey said softly, trying hard to keep her eyes from glancing at her own, cum-splattered tube top. He bent over again and gave her a kiss on the top of her head, then he walked over to the fridge, grabbing himself a beer. "I'm going to go watch some TV and fall asleep on the couch," he said, suppressing a yawn. "Can you two take care of dinner yourselves?" "Sure. Do you want us to make you something?" I asked. "No, I'll eat with your mother when she comes home tonight. Right now I just want to take a nap." "Okay Dad, we'll be quiet." He gave us another smile then walked out of the kitchen, twisting the top off his beer bottle with his bare hand. Kelsey and I waited for a few more seconds until we heard him enter the living room, then we both let out an explosive breath. We glanced at each other for a few seconds, and a small smile started building on both our faces. "I thought we were so busted!" I whispered. "I know!" she exclaimed, her voice quiet as a mouse. "How did he not see the cum on my top? His sunglasses?" "I have no idea, I guess so. Even with those, it's not like those stains are hard to miss!" Kelsey glanced down at her own chest and grinned. My cum stains were proudly displayed across her amazing tits, and she teasingly trailed her finger across her ridiculously small top, causing me to grunt in my throat. I wanted to tear that tube top off and fuck her tits until I blew my load all over her beautiful face, but I knew that we had just burned a dozen lifetimes worth of Karma, and we really needed to be careful. In hindsight, messing around in the kitchen was, of course, not the most sensible decision we'd ever made. "We should probably go upstairs," I suggested. Kelsey smiled and nodded. "Do you want something to eat?" she asked softly. At the mere mention of food, my stomach growled loudly. "Yes, please!" I grumbled. Kelsey giggled at me and went to the fridge, getting turkey and cheese and piling them on six slices of bread for me. "Will that be enough?" she asked. "That kind of depends on what you want to do to me later?" I grinned. She laughed delightedly and grabbed another four slices of bread, putting a thick, creamy helping of peanut butter on them. "There, that'll keep your energy up for awhile." I gave her a wink, then we both went upstairs, walking quietly to avoid waking our dad who was already snoring peacefully on the couch. Being a true gentleman, I let my sister go first—so I could stare at her ass the whole way up—while I carefully balanced my overloaded plate and a tall glass of orange juice in my hands. "Did you like the view?" Kelsey teased me once we reached the second floor landing and walked towards her bedroom. "Yes," I said with a soft sigh. "Your ass is so fucking perfect! I just wanna bite it!" She giggled brightly. "Do you like my ass better than Amanda's?" I hesitated for a second. Was that a loaded question? "I ... eh..." I stammered. She gave me a small wink. "Don't worry, I'll tell your girlfriend you resolutely said no." She opened her bedroom door and went inside. I stood outside her door with a frown on my face. Had she wanted me to say that I thought her ass was hotter, or was it just a test to see if I placed Amanda above all other girls? Girls were so damn confusing at times! "Are you coming?" Kelsey asked from inside her bedroom, her voice curious. "Yeah," I said, shaking my head. Thinking about why girls did things was an exercise in futility anyways. I stepped inside her bedroom and practically dropped my plate of sandwiches when I saw my glorious sister take off her tube top, her perfect tits standing out proud and firm, with her nipples hard. I felt my mouth water at the mere sight of them, and my cock rapidly sprang to attention. It seemed impossible for any girl to have tits that were so amazing, but it was also impossible to deny that she was standing right there in front of me. Probably eager as hell to fuck. "I take it you like this view too?" Kelsey mused. "It is fucking ridiculous just how unbelievably hot you are!" I said, feeling my stomach ache at the sight of her as she slowly began to slide down her skirt. When her pussy came into view, I actually gasped out loud for air. Kelsey's smile was partially thankful and partially predatory. She stepped out of her skirt, standing totally naked in front of me. "You're such a sweetheart," she said happily. She came over and gently took both my plate and my drink out of my hands, while I stood there just gawking at her, my mind frozen by the vision she presented. She placed my food on her desk, then she gently pushed me down into her office chair. I half expected her to mount me, but instead she grabbed a plastic shopping bag—from Stars, judging by the logo—from her bed and opened it, looking inside. My heart sank a little when she started pulling out some clothes. "Are you getting dressed again?" I asked, a bit sadly. She looked at me with a grin. "Why, do you prefer me naked?" "Well, not always. It depends on what you're wearing. But I thought we were going to fuck?" Her grin got bigger as she gazed down at my cock, which was now standing proud like a flagpole in my pants. "I take it you want to fuck, hmm, big brother?" "Yes." "You want to throw your little sister on her bed and fuck her tight cunt until she squeals, don't you?" "Yes!" Kelsey bit her lower lip, her face getting somewhat flushed. I smiled at the realization that even she herself wasn't immune to her own teasing words. "I want you to fuck me, but I wanted to show you this outfit first," she moaned. "Can I?" "Okay baby, I'll be patient," I said. I grabbed one of my sandwiches and hungrily tore into it. It was probably a good idea to get my energy up, anyways, before she and I fucked each other to pieces. I shivered at the thought of her cunt sinking down on my cock, and my boxers began to feel wet, evidence of the precum that was leaking into them. I ate rapidly while watching Kelsey lay out all the clothes she had bought on her bed, removing the tags from them. Watching her ass bent over in front of me made my heart beat faster than it did during the final leg of the individual medley. My eyes traced along every inch of her glorious curves, marveling at her poetic beauty. "Oh, I completely forgot!" Kelsey exclaimed as she turned around, causing me to stop mid-bite as I gawked at her bouncing breasts. "Forgot what?" I mumbled, made all the more difficult by my mouthful of sticky peanut butter. "I took care of your car repair. We can go pick it up tomorrow, after school," she said, smiling happily. I stared at my sister in disbelief. I chewed frantically to clear my mouth, then asked, "What? How on earth did you ever get all that money together?" "Can't you guess by now?" "Stacey?" I asked, feeling myself start to frown. "Yes. I told her about it, and she offered to help." "Kel, I don't want Stacey to pay for my car repair," I said resolutely. "She's not. I'm paying for it," Kelsey said, turning back to her bed and grabbing a pink halter top, holding it in front of her. She turned back to me and asked, "Do you like this?" "You don't have any money!" I objected. "I do now," she grinned. "Or at least I will tomorrow." "But Stacey is going to give it to you, right?" "Uh-huh." She nodded, lowering the top. "Do you not like it?" "What? No, it's cute, but..." "Good," she said with a satisfied tone, turning back to her bed again. "Kel..." I sighed. I felt like I was fighting a losing battle. "Damon, just take the gift, okay?" my sister said, turning around again and walking towards me. The sight of her hips swishing set off depth charges of lust throughout my entire body, and as I gawked at her pussy I noticed it was glistening in the early evening's sunlight coming through her windows. She was soaking wet! "I'm sick and tired of Mom driving us to school every morning. When you get your car back, we can drive in together again. Plus we'll have time for more quickies before we go to school," she grinned eagerly. "You have no idea how horny it made me today to walk around school with your cum in my pussy!" "If your behavior in the kitchen was anything to go by, I think I can actually make a pretty good guess," I said wickedly. My sister giggled, and she stuck her tongue out. "Well, it did! Now imagine if we have your car back, I'll be that horny all the time!" "Hey, I'd love to have my car back too, but what's Stacey going to want you to do for it?" I asked. "Nothing." My sister shrugged. "Nothing? She gave you 2700 dollars and she wants you to do nothing in return for it?" "Nope. Well, I've got to keep fucking her, obviously, but I'd do that anyways," Kelsey smirked. "Well, doesn't that make... ," I started, but she leaned forward and pushed her lips against mine. My objection died in my throat as I felt her teasingly rub her tongue against my teeth, causing goosebumps to appear all over my neck. I began kissing her back as I felt her hand slide across my neck, curling through the hair on the back of my head, while her other hand went down to my pants, teasingly rubbing against my constrained shaft. "Kel..." I mumbled after a few moments, both of us gasping loudly at our passionate kiss. "Ssshh, no more talking. I'm going to go put on my outfit for you, and I want you to sit here and jerk your hard cock for me." I stared at her, then felt myself start to grin. "What happened to my little submissive sister?" "Your little submissive sister wants you to fuck her sore, and instead you're sitting here complaining about non-sexy crap that you can't do anything about anyways!" Kelsey grinned. "Get that big cock in me, and I'll gladly become your little fuckslut again." I gave her a huge smile. "If you put it that way, how can I resist?" "I'm hoping you can't!" I gave her a firm slap on her naked ass, causing her to growl lustily. "Get dressed then, you perfectly hot tease!" She giggled as she turned back towards her bed, picking up a skirt and holding it up for me to view. "This is the skirt from the outfit we're gonna wear on Saturday." I had pulled my cock out and was stroking it slowly; it was hard as a steel pipe in my hands. The skirt she was holding would technically qualified as a micro, I supposed, but it made other micros look like Amish clothing. From seeing it like this I imagined it was barely long enough to cover my sister's ass, and the hem slanted diagonally towards the front, making it even shorter than the back. It was predominantly white, though the hem itself was stitched with blue and there was a big blue star on the front left. It looked fucking hot and I grinned as I imagined all five girls in it. As I was staring—and jerking—Kelsey put the skirt down then held up the top. It seemed ridiculously small too, much like the skirt, and I figured it wouldn't cover much, if anything, of my sister's fantastic midriff. The top was also white, though it had a red band run across the front part, right where a girl's tits would be, and the long sleeves were a mix of red and white with blue bands. Two blue stars were at the end of the sleeves, similar to the one on the skirt. "Christ, are you saying this is an actual cheerleader outfit?" I gasped. "Uh-huh!" My sister nodded. "For what school? Teen Fucktoy High?" Kelsey giggled loudly. "It's an all-star uniform, silly. All-star teams don't have to worry about school dress codes, and they dress extra sexy to try and impress the judges." "Does that work?" "Would you give me a better score if you saw me cheer in this?" "Fuck yeah!" I groaned, my fist eagerly pumping my shaft. She winked at me. "I'm sure most male judges feel the same way." "Are you really going to wear this on Saturday?" "Yup!" she grinned. "I'm going to have to come charging into the stands to rescue you from all the guys trying to fuck you, huh?" She gave me a wicked little smirk. "We can take care of ourselves, but I'm sure Stacey and Carynne won't mind some male attention." "Put it on, please?"I breathed. Precum was oozing out my cock and getting rubbed all over my shaft by my pumping hand. Kelsey gave me a ravishing smile, then she quickly put the outfit on. Once she was done, I had to admit she looked fucking spectacular. Like I'd surmised, the skirt barely covered her ass, the bottom swell of her curves just visible beneath the hemline. Similarly, the top didn't cover any of her midriff, and it even seemed to be a little too tight, because it didn't quite cover her breasts either, the bottom edge of the top ending about half an inch before it would have touched her skin again. As she turned to me, I groaned when I clearly saw a peek of her pussy underneath the skirt. "You're not going to wear it like this, are you? No panties, I mean?" "Not on Saturday, no. I have these to go with it," she said, smiling broadly at my reaction, holding up a sexy pair of ruby-red panties. "Everybody will be able to see those, clearly, beneath that skirt," I warned. "Uh-huh, I know. I want people to see them!" she grinned. I shook my head with a wry smile. "You little slut." "I'm your little slut, and you like it!" I nodded enthusiastically. "I do!" Kelsey walked over to me with a smile, doing a few pirouettes to show off her outfit. "What do you think?" she asked teasingly. "Damn, you are so absurdly sexy!" I hissed, feeling myself quiver with my longing for her. "Thank you. Do you wanna fuck me now?" I jumped up out of the chair and practically tackled her onto her bed. I desired her, craved her, needed her. I had to fuck her. Kelsey fell down beneath me in a sea of pearly laughter as I pawed at her body eagerly. I grabbed one of her tits through her top while my other hand slid underneath her skirt, impatiently moving up towards her pussy. I hissed with pleasure as I touched her cunt; it was already soaked beyond belief. "Jesus, honey, you're so wet." "I am out of my mind horny," Kelsey groaned. "My cunt practically melted when Dad gave me a kiss while I still had your cum on my lips!" "You did?" I gasped. "I thought you'd wiped it all off!" "Not all of it. I didn't have time," she grinned. "So, you've got the hots for Dad now?" I teased. "No, stupid! I've got the hots for you! It was the thought that you had pumped your cum into my mouth not three minutes earlier that made me so wet." I leaned down and kissed her, my tongue roughly working its way into her sultry mouth. She moaned lewdly, responding in kind. I let my fingers dance across her slit, causing her to grind her pussy against my probing digits. Kelsey broke our kiss and hissed in my ear, "Put your fingers in me, please! Stuff my little cunt! Fingerfuck my pussy!" I inhaled sharply, then I thrust two fingers between her deliciously wet folds, plowing them deep inside in one, smooth move. Kelsey gasped in pleasure as she got penetrated and she started squeezing her pussy walls together tightly, desperately humping against my fingers. "Hmmm, fuck, that feels so fucking good. You're definitely a quick learner!" my sister gasped, rolling her head from side to side while her whole body began to shake, slowly building towards her orgasm. "I have a very good teacher," I moaned. I plunged my fingers in and out of Kelsey's slit, loving the feel of her pussy clenching them. "Two actually." Kelsey grinned at me, her tongue licking against my chin. "If you aren't the luckiest guy in the world, I don't know who is!" "I know, believe me, I know!" I said earnestly. "I'm thankful every second of every day!" Kelsey giggled, then her eyes rolled back into her head as I rubbed my thumb over her clit, my two fingers buried completely inside her dripping cunt. "Oh, fuck, rub my clit, Damon! Harder, please! Harder!" I gladly complied with my sister's wishes, pushing down roughly with my thumb, feeling the tiny nub rub this way and that underneath my skin. Kelsey's body began to shake harder as I mercilessly drove her over the edge. I grabbed the hem of her top with my free hand and pulled it up far enough to expose her wonderful tits. Without hesitation I bent down, hankering to suck on her nipples, and took one of the firm little cones in my mouth, sucking on it like a baby dying for milk. Kelsey's hand grabbed my hair and tugged on it while quaking underneath me. I felt wonderfully elated as I drove my sister crazy, plowing my fingers deeply into her cunt while taking her nipple between my teeth, then lashing it with my tongue. "Oh God, yes! Use me! Finger me! Suck me! Fuck me!" Kelsey babbled between desperate gasps for air, with her body teased beyond its capacity to resist. I started sliding my mouth down from Kelsey's tits, trailing my tongue across her midsection down towards her tummy, planning on licking her cunt. As soon as I touched her belly button with my tongue, however, my sister grabbed her pillow, pushed it down onto her face and then screamed her soul out into it, her entire body arching as it thundered into a massive climax. A stunning squirt of my sister's cum sprayed out of her slit, instantly soaking my fingers, my hand and even a large part of my arm as it splashed across her duvet and the floor. Her own hand was practically tearing the hair out of my scalp, but I was so horny I barely even noticed. I moved my face down to just above her spasming cleft, then reaching out with my tongue to touch her clit. Kelsey bucked and twitched, her hand pulling me down further until I was completely in front of her slit, just in time to catch another massive wave of her cum. I started to laugh loudly while she drenched my face in her girl gush, my tongue drilling between her lips in an effort to lick up every drop of juice that I could get at. A third squirt flew out of her, splashing loudly over my tongue and against my chin, the sweet nectarine tasting so fucking wonderful I growled with desire to have more. Kelsey fell back down on the bed. Her pussy oozed a few small waves of her cum out, then a giant sigh passed through her. Her muscles went limp in succession, as if a brownout was happening to the power inside her. I slurped on her gash a few more times, relishing the taste and wetness of my sister's magnificent cunt, before I finally looked up, smiling proudly at her. "Oh my God, you unbelievable stud!" Kelsey moaned, her eyes wide open in amazement. "You're a boy! You shouldn't be able to make a girl cum like this!" I swallowed the remains of her cum with relish, then teased, "Am I making you change your mind about being a lesbian?" She softly slapped my head, then grinned at me. "Now who's being a brat?" I winked at her and drew in a deep breath. My tongue was tingling from the taste of her juice. "I want to fuck you, Kel," I moaned. "Do it. Put your cock in me and pound my brains out!" she hissed. I stood up and quickly yanked my pants off, my shirt following it not a second later. Kelsey was lying on her back on her bed, eyeing me hungrily as I approached her, my cock so fucking hard it was practically standing straight up. Precum was freely oozing from it, causing it to glisten in the sunlight. "I may go inside you and cum immediately, Kel ... I'm crazy horny," I said, apologetically. "I don't care, just come here and fuck me!" she said desperately. "Take your top off, I want to see your naked body," I panted, and she immediately shrugged out of the sexy piece of clothing, cupping her breasts once they were bare. "You want my skirt off, too?" she moaned as I crawled onto the bed, my cock pointing straight at her cunt. She scooted up a little bit so I had more room to sit, and she put her pillow beneath her head for support. "No, keep it on," I grinned lecherously. "I like fucking my little cheerleader." She giggled, and she gazed at me with a heated combination of love and lust in her eyes while pulling her skirt up onto her hips. I put my cock against her cunt and moaned at the heat coming from her tight gash. "Ready?" I groaned. Kelsey bit her lower lip and just nodded, her face flushed with excitement. I plunged my hips forward and cried out as my cock thrust inside her fantastically tight cunt, not stopping until I had completely bottomed out. "Hmmm, fuck!" Kelsey sighed, her breath exploding out of her. She took my full length into her cunt in one, gloriously long stroke. "Did I hurt you?" I asked worriedly. In my unbridled desire to fuck her, I had forgotten that up until the night before she'd been a virgin, and she was not used to getting a cock plowed into her this hard. "Oh God, no!" Kelsey moaned. "You just have no idea how wonderful this feels!" "Yes, I do," I grinned, wriggling my cock through her clasping slit. My sister giggled, her breathing heavy. "I bet I love being fucked by you more than you love fucking me," she teased in a little girl voice. "Let's find out," I said lustily as I pulled my cock back, then plowed it back inside. "Mmmm, fuck me, Damon. Fuck your cheerleader's tight little cunt!" she groaned. I felt her legs curl around my hips, clasping themselves behind my ass as she opened herself to me further. I pumped my cock inside her as far I could, feeling a thrill of power shoot through me at seeing Kelsey's face contort with pleasure at every single inch I shoved into her pussy. "You are so deep inside me, I can't believe it," she mewled. "Fuck, you've got the hottest pussy in the world!" I howled. I thrust myself in and out of it, the friction of her pussy lips sending lances of pure pleasure into my brain that were so intense they threatened to shut down every neuron. "God, I love your cock," Kelsey moaned. "I love it so much, I love the way it feels inside me, the way you fuck me! Take me, big brother, take my tight cunt! Use it, it's yours! My pussy is yours, my body is yours! I'm yours!" I leaned forward and kissed her, hotly, wetly, my tongue slobbering over her lips and cheeks, as I kept rampantly banging my cock inside her slit. Kelsey was so wet that I felt her juice coat my shaft and even slick my balls as they slapped against her on every single stroke. I sat back up a little, watching my sister's amazing tits bounce because of how I fucked her. I reached out and grabbed them, squeezing them gently, loving the firm feel of her perfect flesh. Kelsey's tits should be a model for every plastic surgeon in the country, I thought to myself while playing with them. I slowed down my pace and started to slowly thrust the whole length of my shaft inside her pussy. I looked at my sister with undying love, feeling myself almost glow when I saw her love for me reflected in her eyes. "Are you getting close?" Kelsey asked sweetly. "Yes," I said softly. "Cum inside me. I want to feel your cum in me!" I suddenly pulled my cock out, grinning as my sister let out a small wail of disappointment. "What are you doing?" she pouted. "Turn around," I ordered her, my voice raspy from my excitement. My cock was an angry purple lance, throbbing in front of her, and I wondered if just her hungry gaze would be enough to set it off. It took her lust-fogged mind a few seconds to understand my order, then she grinned naughtily. "How do you want me?" "Doggie!" I moaned. Kelsey eagerly got up, unclenching her legs from behind my back and turned around, sitting on her hands and knees in front of me. Her delicious ass was high up in the air, and the smell and sight of her soaked cunt made my stomach ache with desire. "Cum fuck me, stud," my sister breathed sexually from over her shoulder, with her eyelashes fluttering seductively. I grabbed her hips and jammed my cock back inside her cunt in one, aggressive stroke. It was so tight under this angle that I nearly exploded inside her right there and then. I clenched my teeth and actively fought against my orgasm, wanting to prolong this incomparable feeling. "God, yes!" Kelsey squealed at the feel of me plundering her yet again. She began fingering herself, obviously eager to get off again. Holding tightly onto her hips I started to savage her pussy, absolutely nailing it with every stroke. Kelsey's small body bounced and shuddered with each thrust, her fantastic bubble butt quivering under the force of my pelvis slamming against her. "Oh, Damon, I'm your little fucktoy! Fuck me!" Kelsey moaned, shuddering as she had a small orgasm, her pussy oozing a relatively small wave of her girl juice out across my balls. I got a wicked idea and slid my finger along my shaft, slipping it into her pussy. Within seconds it was coated with her juice. Before she could recover, I pulled my now lubed finger out of her slit, and put it against her ass, then I shoved it inside her brutally tight hole. "Oh Jesus!" Kelsey mewled at the penetration of both her holes. "You dirty ... finger my asshole!" "You like that baby?" I grinned. "I like everything you do to me!" she hissed. "I'm your fucking slut! Use me in whatever way you want!" "Yeah!" I hissed, her words feeding rocket fuel to the fire that burned in my soul. I gripped her skirt with my free hand and it down a little over her ass, then used it to hold her in place while I started to flail away in her cunt, fucking like a man possessed. It was pretty hard to time the motions of my finger in her ass with the plowing of my cock, but eventually I managed to finger her ass at the same pace I fucked her. "Yes!" Kelsey buried her face in her pillow and screamed. Her entire body was shaking while I went crazy inside her. I felt her cunt start to clench, and I knew she was going to cum again. From deep within me, that marvelous feeling of an impending orgasm started tingling, and it spread through me like wildfire, my entire body locking up, all energy diverting towards my cock so I could spray a monster load in my own sister's delectable cunt. Kelsey got there a second before I did, her body spasming as she came, and her screams muffled by her pillow. Her cunt and ass began to tighten like crazy, and I grit my teeth as my cock and finger were squeezed inside her. I pulled my finger out before her ass ripped it off. The wave of juice that shot out of her pussy was so powerful that it pushed my cock out, right as I started to cum myself. My first shot splattered against her tight asshole; the white cream exploded all over and covered her little star, then slowly dripped drown onto her pussy. Sprays of her own juice were squirting out of her cunt, soaking her duvet again, while I put my cock in the crack of her delicious ass. I humped against her almost desperately, using her ass cheeks to stimulate myself, and another rope of my cum launched out of my cock, covering her ass and spraying onto her skirt. I got a stupid grin on my face as I stained yet another one of my sister's pieces of clothing, mindlessly spraying my cum all over her ass and skirt. Kelsey's muscles gave out, and she collapsed underneath me. I yelped when my support gave out, and I fell down on top of her, my last string of jizz draping itself completely over her skirt. Kelsey cried out as I crushed her into the mattress. "Shit, sorry sis!" I panted. I quickly rolled off her. "Are you okay?" She turned her face to me, blowing a string of her own hair out of her eyes, then gave me a cute smile. "Yeah, you're just a little too heavy to be falling down on me like that." "Sorry, I was leaning against you, and I didn't expect you to suddenly drop out from under me!" "It's okay," she said, still smiling. She crawled towards me and snuggled up, her mouth covering mine with tiny kisses. "I love you, Damon. Thank you so much." "I love you too, Kel, and I should be thanking you! You're the hottest girl on this planet." "Yeah? What would Amanda say to that?" "Well, I meant after Amanda," I said softly. Kelsey's expression flickered, and I could see some deeply hidden emotions in her eyes, but before I could really think about it, her smile returned. "Where did you cum? I loved feeling you spray against my ass, but where did the rest go?" she asked naughtily. "A few squirts went onto that ridiculously hot ass of yours," I said, causing her to grin proudly. "The rest shot onto your skirt." Her eyes opened wide, and she got an annoyed frown on her face. "What? Not on my skirt!" I stammered as I look at her in confusion. "What ... I mean..." "Dang it, Damon! Cum stains like hell, so now I've got to wash it!" she sighed angrily. "But you let me cum on your top earlier!" I said, feeling completely lost. How had we gone from her being happy to her being angry in less than a second? "Yeah, but I don't plan on wearing that top outside of the house anytime soon!" she pouted. "I guess I better go wash this if I want to wear it on Saturday. If I have to dry clean it, I'm making you pay for it, though!" I looked at her, then suddenly broke out into laughter. Her gaze switched rapidly between annoyance and curiosity several times, before curiosity won out. "What are you laughing at?" "If you're paying for my car tomorrow, the least I can do is pay for your dry-cleaning, right?" Kelsey scowled at me for a few seconds more, then she giggled and kissed me on my forehead. "I'm sorry, sis, I didn't mean to make your skirt all dirty," I said, though I had to struggle to keep from laughing again. "Yeah, right!" she snorted. "You'd hose me down with your cum all day long if you could, and you wouldn't give a crap about what clothes I was wearing!" I gave her a terribly guilty grin, causing her to chuckle. "I better go wash this before these stains dry," Kelsey sighed. She went over to her laundry hamper and started sorting her dirty clothes. "I guess I might as well do all of this while I'm at it." "Want me to do it for you?" I offered. "No!" she said resolutely. "I remember the one time you tried to do your own laundry, and Mom had to buy you new clothes because you'd manage to shrink most of yours. I'll take care of it myself!" "Okay, but at least let me help you carry it," I offered. She looked at me for a second, then her face lit up in a smile that could only be described as dirty. "You know, that's a pretty good idea. Take my hamper and come with me, I want to show you something." "I'm really sorry I got your skirt dirty, honey," I said sincerely. "It's okay, I needed to do laundry anyways," Kelsey smiled, her anger apparently having evaporated like snow before the sun. "Get dressed and come with me." I nodded as I got up, putting my clothes back on. Kelsey put on her way-too-small boy shorts and a white t-shirt, then she went downstairs. Carrying her hamper, I followed her downstairs, through the kitchen and into the garage. She flicked the light on as we entered. Our washer and dryer were standing on a slightly raised ledge off to the back. Kelsey efficiently loaded the ancient, top-loading washing machine, turning the various dials to arcane settings, then hit the start button. The machine shuddered a few times, apparently trying to make up its mind on whether it felt up to doing any work. Kelsey grumped angrily at it and kicked it with her small foot several times, until suddenly it got into gear, rotating slowly as water started pouring into it. "Dad really should buy a new one, huh?" I remarked. Kelsey shrugged. "I kind of like this one, to be honest," she said with a small grin. "This old piece of junk that you have to browbeat into working? Why?" "Because it does something a new washing machine wouldn't," she giggled. "What's that?' "You'll see," she said mysteriously. Slowly the tub filled with water until it was about three quarters full, then it got itself into motion with agonizing groans and squeaks, though at an absolutely glacial pace. "We'll be lucky if this thing doesn't explode!" I said. "Stop making fun of my toy," Kelsey admonished me. "Your toy?" I asked, not understanding. "What do you mean, your toy?" "Go turn off the light and you'll see," she said sultrily. I shrugged and walked back over to the door, flipping off the switch. Our garage only had one small window, and it was in the shade of a large oak tree, so it got surprisingly dark inside once the light went off. I waited a few seconds for my eyes to adjust, then walked back to my sister. When I came closer, I started smiling when I saw that she had taken her boy shorts off and was now naked from her waist down. "Feeling naughty, Kel?" I asked as I came to stand beside her. She threw me a beautifully wicked grin. "I'm always feeling naughty, you know that. Now help me get up." I frowned at her. "Get up where?" "On the washer, silly. I can get up there myself, but it's easier if you just lift me." "You want to go up on the washer?" "Yes. I want to sit on it." "Why?" "Just do it!" she said, slightly exasperated. "You'll see why in a few moments." I sighed and put my hands on her slender hips, lifting her easily. I couldn't resist the opportunity to tease her, however. "Damn, Kel, have you been putting on some weight?" I grinned. "Oh, you asshole! Shut up!" she exclaimed. "I let you fuck me, and in return you call me fat?" Her eyes were sparkling with mirth. I licked my tongue wetly over the nape of her neck, causing her to squirm as loud peals of her laughter echoed through the garage. We looked at each other and kissed, both of us smiling happily. I carefully put her down on the washer, facing towards me. Kelsey wiggled a few times to get comfy, though she shivered at the feel of the cold metal on her butt. She spread her legs enticingly wide, and I felt yet another twitch in my pants. It was incredible how horny I got when I was anywhere near her. I waited for a few moments, staring at my sister sitting patiently, butt-naked, on the washer. "Is anything going to happen?" I asked, getting a bit fidgety. "Boys are so impatient! Just wait!" she chided. Suddenly the washer began to shudder and vibrate rapidly, and Kelsey bit her bottom lip. The entire metal frame of the ancient contraption seemed to be humming, and I could see my sister's hot body shiver in tune with it. She closed her eyes and started smiling ecstatically. "You okay?" I asked curiously. "Oh yes!" she breathed, her voice laced with sexual energy. I did a double take at just how horny she sounded. "I take it this feels good, huh?" "You have no idea," she moaned. Her hands were clenching the washer tightly, presumably to keep herself from falling off, as she quivered on top of the metal box. I felt my mouth go a little dry as I gawked at my sister getting herself off. "Is it like a vibrator?" "It's like the granddaddy of all vibrators," Kelsey hissed. "It just sends these shudders all throughout my pussy, it feels ... so ... good!" My cock was getting pretty damn hard in my pants again, and I shifted uncomfortably. "You've obviously done this before," I stated. She opened her eyes and flashed me a big smile. "Why do you think I like doing my own laundry?" I laughed heartily at that while I kept watching my sister ride the washer with her gloriously wet pussy. She was gripping onto the washer so hard that her knuckles were starting to get white, and I noticed she was bucking against the machine's rocking motion now. I figured she must be getting close to cumming again. "Damon, take my tee off, please. I want to be completely naked!" she pleaded, and I quickly reached out, practically yanking the thin fabric from her body. She raised her arms to allow me to take it off, then quickly grabbed onto the machine again. To my slender sister, its erratic motions must have seemed like those of a mechanical bull, and she had to hold on tightly to keep from being thrown off. I groaned at the sight of just how hard her nipples were, and leaned down to suck one into my mouth. Kelsey moaned lustily as I slurped on her tit, putting one hand on the back of my head and pulling me tight against her. "Are you going to cum?" I asked, looking up at her. "In a little bit," she grinned. "Keep sucking my tits, I like that!" I returned my attention to her nipple, flicking it with my tongue. It was almost as hard as my cock felt, and I played with it eagerly. I brought up both my hands to cup her perfect tits, squeezing them gently, rubbing my palms across both her little nubs. Kelsey shivered in delight, though I wasn't sure if it was from the unrelenting motions of the washer or from my playing with her tits. "Squeeze them," she panted. "What, your nipples?" "Yes. Squeeze them, please. Not too hard." I smiled and put my thumbs and forefingers around her nipples, then started squeezing, gently at first, but slowly upping the pressure. My sister's face was starting to get flushed, and she closed her eyes while I played with her tits. "Hmmm, right there, hold them like that for just a second," she pleaded. I happily complied with her request, keeping my fingers locked around the firm buds while my sister started quivering in pleasure. "Are you cumming, Kel?" I asked lecherously. "Yes!" she howled. "I'm almost there. Hold me, Damon, hold me tight!" I let go of her tits and wrapped my arms around her, smiling as I felt her clench her legs around my ass. I gently pulled her head back and kissed her, my tongue smoothly sliding into her mouth while her body tightened against me. Kelsey screamed in my mouth, then she came, her juice splashing over my pants, right against my groin. I reached down with my left hand and diddled her clit as she shuddered in her orgasm, her wetness flooding out across the washer. I felt her soak my hand as squirt after squirt of her cum sprayed from her pussy, the incessant rumbling of the washer helping to prolong her climax. Throughout it she was grasping my shirt tightly, and she shivered so hard I knew that, if I wasn't holding on to her, she'd probably just fall right off the washer. "Cum for me baby," I whispered in her ear. "Spray your cum all over my pants!" "Oh God!" she cried, one final splash of girl gush showering from her clenching slit; then, she slowly started to relax as the post-orgasm bliss came over her. "You are just insatiable, aren't you?" I grinned at her. She looked up at me with tired but thoroughly satisfied eyes. "Not completely, but you get me so hot that I just want to cum over and over again!" "You want to go again?" I offered. She shook her head. "In a little bit, but right now I need to take a break. Can you help me get off, please?" "I thought you just did?" I grinned. "Haha, from the washer, silly!" she said, sticking her tongue out at me. I gingerly lifted her up, my left arm underneath her legs, my right arm underneath her shoulder, carrying her as easily as I would a small child. She eagerly clung to me, laying her head against my chest, and purred softly. I kissed the top of her head as I held her for awhile, the two of us just enjoying each other's presence. After a few minutes, I let her down, and almost immediately I felt her small hand teasingly explore down my abs towards my cock, which was still a steel pipe in my pants. "Mmmm, you're so hard," Kelsey moaned joyfully. "Yeah, I wonder why, seeing as how your cum splashed onto my groin, and you're standing butt naked in front of me," I said. Kelsey giggled and looked up at me. She was obviously full of naughty thoughts as her face was set in a wicked grin. "I have an idea." "Uh-oh," I joked. "Uh-oh? What do you mean, uh-oh?!" she said tartly. "Aren't my ideas always fun?" "Well, there was that one time when you suggested we go scare Mrs. Clevers, down the street..." "Oh, shut up!" She laughed, punching me in the shoulder. "You know I was talking about sex!" I grinned at her, shrugging my shoulders and pretending to be stupid. "Fine, if you don't want to play!" she huffed, turning around and walking off. I quickly jumped after her and slapped her tight, naked ass hard. She yelped in surprise and gave me a smoldering look over her shoulder. "Come here, you little brat," I ordered, curling my finger at her. Obediently, my sister came to stand in front of me, a big smile on her face. I felt a small thrill rush through me at the thought that I could order my little sister around like that, at least where sex was concerned. The thought of having my own utterly gorgeous fucktoy was a really pleasant one. I gazed at her naked perfection and gulped. "On your knees," I said, thought it came out a little squeaky. Kelsey giggled at the warble in my voice, but did as she was told, squatting down in front of me, her eyes level with my hard shaft. She licked her lips in anticipation. "Get it out." She threw me a quick, happy glance, then moaned, "Yes Damon," before deftly opening my pants. My cock immediately sprang out since I hadn't bothered to put any underwear on a little earlier. Kelsey's small hand enveloped my cock and tugged on it. I moaned deeply, and I started to ooze precum out of the slit almost immediately. I couldn't believe how fucking hot my little slut of a sister made me. She was absolutely amazing! She stroked for several moments, then clasped her mouth around the head of my shaft, sucking her lips tightly around it. I gasped in pleasure as her tongue started fluttering underneath my glans while she slowly moved her mouth down my cock. Kelsey began bobbing her head up and down, fervently sucking me off, the sound and feel of her mouth going up and down driving me absolutely mad. I locked my right hand in her hair and began directing the motions of her head, tugging her deeper and deeper down onto my cock. A few seconds later, however, Kelsey pulled her mouth off my cock with a deliriously wet slurp, then locked up at me. "Do you want me to suck you off? Until you cum in my mouth?" It sounded like a marvelous idea to me, but something in the way she looked at me made me think that it wasn't what she wanted to do. "Did you have something else in mind?" She got a pretty red blush on her face as she nodded. "What?" I asked, keen to find out what she was planning. She smoothly stood back up, and traced her finger over my chest and abs, but she hesitated when she opened her mouth. Her foot was shuffling restlessly, and I realized she was trying to gather up the courage to ask me something. "Kel, just ask me," I said. "You know can ask me anything." "I was wondering if you'd, um..." "What?" I smiled. She started blushing even harder, which made her look just impossibly cute. My cock jumped several times just from seeing her gorgeous face look so sweet. She looked up at me again, then quickly blurted out, "I want you to fuck my ass." My heart stopped. I stared at my sister in silence, rendered totally speechless, and she began to giggle as she saw the effect her admission had on me. "Should I call a doctor for you?" she asked teasingly. "You want me to ... to fuck ... your ass?" I spluttered. I was sure that I looked like a drooling moron, just staring at her in somewhat of a shock. "Yeah. I told you I'd consider it, remember?" "Yeah, but I figured you were talking about a few weeks or months down the road or something!" I gasped. My heart was slowly beginning to beat again, though now my brain was in imminent danger of shutting down. She gave me a pretty smile. "Well, see, I know you really want to fuck a girl up her ass, and I want to—" "Wait, how do you know I want to do that?" "I heard you ask Kim for it one time," she admitted softly. "Really? When?" "Two months ago or so, when you two were in your bedroom, fucking. I'd come home and quietly gone upstairs. I sat in the bathroom listening to you pound her," Kelsey moaned. "God," I breathed. "I heard you pleading with her to let you fuck her up the ass, and how she shot you down. I really wanted to run in there and strangle her, then let you do me up my ass instead!" "Are you serious?" I gasped. "Yes," Kelsey said softly, a small blush on her cheeks. "I told you that I've had the hots for you for awhile. I was so jealous of Kim at that point, and I couldn't believe she was just denying you like that! I'd have loved giving it up to you!" I shrugged. "She's a selfish bitch. Shouldn't really come as a surprise, right?" "I guess not. Anyways, I want to give you what you want," my sister whispered sultrily. I gulped several times, trying to get the huge lump out of my throat. "Are you sure, sweetheart?" She nodded and grinned. "Yes, I am. I've had some fingers up my ass, but I really want to feel what your cock feels like in there." "Fuck!" I growled, my cock absolutely staggering. It seemed like it wanted to pounce her right there. "Is that a yes?" she grinned lewdly, her eyes drawn towards my rampantly hard pole. "Yeah," I moaned. "But what about Amanda?" "What about her? You can give it to her tomorrow, if you want." "Yeah, but she said she wanted to be the first with everything." Kelsey walked up to me and started tugging on the hem of my t-shirt, gently pulling it up. As soon as my shirt came off, she teasingly slid her finger across my stomach, then locked her mouth on my nipples. I shivered in delight at the feel of her breath against my chest and the soft sucking motions she was making. "Damon, I really want to be your first in this," she moaned softly. "I want to be the first girl who gives you her ass. I want to be the first to feel your cum exploding in her tight asshole." "Oh God!" I squeaked as I imagined my cock plowing into my sister's tight butt, flooding it with my jizz. Her hand grabbed my cock and started jerking it again. Her eyes locked onto mine, and her voice was sultry as she said, "I want you to be the first to put something up my ass besides fingers. I want you to take me in every hole, Damon. Fuck my little ass. Put your big cock in me, and fuck me until I scream." I tried to draw a breath and had to struggle to actually get my lungs to obey me. My entire body felt paralyzed as I gazed at my stunningly beautiful sister, standing naked in front of me, begging me to fuck her up her perfect ass. "Let's be each other's first. I want to hear you moan and feel you shudder when you slide your cock in my asshole. I want to feel you lose it and go crazy, pounding my ass so hard my knees give out. Damon, fuck me, please!" My mind melted in a supernova of lust, and I grabbed my sister by her shoulders, roughly pulling her against me. She gasped in surprise for a second, then started grinning happily, apparently very pleased with herself that her verbal teasing had its intended effect. I pushed my hand against her gash and started rubbing her roughly, while my mouth descended on hers, my tongue quickly laying claim to the space inside her mouth. Kelsey moaned hungrily as she humped against my palm that was grinding across her cunt, her own hands both grabbing my cock and jerking it once more. We masturbated each other for a few moments until we both stopped simultaneously, our passionately glowing eyes staring at each other. Before I could even say anything, my sister turned around and stepped onto the small ledge that held the washer and dryer. She bent over against the ancient washer which was still grumbling merrily as it worked, then stuck her ass out enticingly. She threw me a lusty glance over her shoulder, then moaned hotly, "Come fuck me, big brother. Put your big cock up your own sister's tight ass!" I practically jumped forward, positioning myself right behind Kelsey's magnificent ass. I rubbed my hands across her beautifully curved butt several times, marveling at the perfectly smooth feel, then I got up on my toes and placed the head of my cock against her puckered star. "Are you sure about this?"I rasped, my voice sounding like gravel. "Yes!" Kelsey hissed. "Put it up my ass, come on!" I drew in a deep breath and pushed forward, the head of my cock touching her tight little asshole and slipping inside maybe half an inch. I clenched my teeth together and pushed a bit harder. Her butt grudgingly gave way to my shaft, but she grunted and leaned forward as if she was trying to escape from the feeling. "Are you okay, Kel?" I asked worriedly. "Yeah," she grimaced. "Your cock is just really big." "I'm not hurting you, am I?" "Not too badly," she said with a dismissive shrug. "Keep going, I'll be alright." I nodded and pushed a bit more. Kelsey's asshole was almost chafing my cock, and I grit my teeth while forcing it further, quarter inch by quarter inch. My leg muscles were starting to clench from standing on my toes for so long. I pushed harder, but it didn't seem like my cock wanted to go in much further than it already was, which was about three quarters of the head. I sighed, a little frustrated, and pulled back. Kelsey moaned in disappointment, though she gave me an encouraging smile. "Am I tight?" "You're pretty damn tight, yeah," I grinned. "Imagine how it will feel once you're inside!" she said sexily. I moaned as I thought about it and, after relaxing my leg muscles for a bit, got back up behind her, putting my cock back against her tiny butt hole. I spit in my palm and rubbed it across the head of my shaft, figuring that maybe a little lube would ease matters. Again I pushed forward, and the spit seemed to help slightly, Kelsey's ass giving way a bit more easily. She put her head down on the washer with a soft moan. The head of my cock slipped almost all the way in before the tightness put up a seemingly impenetrable barrier again. I growled at the feeling of heat coming from her sexy hole but was starting to get pretty discouraged. "It always looks so easy in porn!" I lamented. Kelsey grinned as she looked at me again. "Maybe you should just pound the hell out of me like the guys in those movies do to those little teens!" "I'm afraid I would tear you apart," I said, the mere idea worrying me. Suddenly my phone started playing "Hustlin'" in my pants pocket, startling the crap out of both of us. I pulled it out and was about to hit ignore when I saw the caller ID. "Shit, it's from Brian," I said, debating what to do. "Well, answer it then," Kelsey said. "You sure?" "Yeah, of course. I'm not going anywhere." My sister smiled. "At least not until I've had your cock up my ass." I gave her a little grin as I put the phone against my ear, hitting the answer button. I put my finger against my lips, motioning for my sister to be silent. She nodded in understanding. "Hey Bri," I said. "Damon?" A female voice came from the other end of the line. I frowned in confusion. Who the heck was this? "Yeah?" "It's Katie." "Oh! Sorry, I didn't recognize your voice!" I said apologetically. "It's been just four days since we fucked, and you've already forgotten me! I'm just crushed," Katie said with an exaggerated sigh. "Oh, come on. You sound completely different over the phone! How was I supposed to know?" "I bet you'd have recognized me if I was cumming," she giggled. I chuckled and had to admit she was probably right. "How did you get a hold of Brian's cellphone?" I asked. "He came here, but left again to go get us some Chinese food. He left his phone here, however, so I figured I'd use it to give you a call, since, you know, I don't have your number myself," she said tartly. "Sorry. What did you want to talk about?" I asked curiously. I hoped she wasn't going to ask me for any advice with regards to Brian. "Have you two had a fight today?" she asked, her voice tense. "Well, I wouldn't say I had a fight, but he's pretty angry at me, yeah." "Was it about you and your sister?" "Did he tell you?" "Not in so many words, but I can put two and two together. Tell me honestly, Damon, are you and your sister fucking each other?" "Er..." I stammered, feeling a big grin building on my face. I still had my cock pushed against my sister's asshole. "You are, aren't you?" Katie asked, and I could hear her grinning on the other side of the line. "Yeah," I admitted, a bit sheepishly. "Lucky bastard! I wish I was fucking your hot little sister right now!" "I bet you are." I laughed. "Who is it?" Kelsey asked, her face smiling. "It's Katie," I said. "Is your sister there with you?" Katie asked, her voice purring. "Yeah she is." "Did I catch you two fucking?" she asked. I hesitated for just the briefest second, and Katie pounced on it like a tiger. "Oh, you were fucking, I just know it! Come on, admit it!" "Yeah we were," I said, feeling a little proud. "Damn, I'm of half a mind to have Brian drive me over there so I can join you guys!" "You'd better not tell Brian about this," I said in a pained voice. "I doubt he'd appreciate it very much." "Hmm, I'm not so sure, but okay. Anyways, did you ask your sister about having a threesome with me?" "Eh ... no, not yet." Katie sighed. "Men! You'd think you'd all jump for the chance at a threesome! Put your sister on the phone for me." "What?" I exclaimed. "Let me talk to your sister." "I'm not going to put her on the phone!" "Why not? She's had her tongue in my pussy, I think it'd be okay for us to talk to each other!" "Yeah, but..." "Damon!" she said, sounding exasperated. "Put your sister on the phone, or I won't fix this problem with Brian for you." "Fix it? How are you going to fix it? He's mad that I'm ... well, you know." "Fucking your sister. You can say it, you know; I don't mind." "Okay, fine, he's mad that I'm fucking Kelsey!" I said, glancing at my hot sibling who was still standing bent over in front of me. She threw me a wicked grin, and I lewdly smiled back at her. "Good boy, but I don't think that's what he's mad at," Katie said. "He's not?" I said, baffled. "Well then, what is he mad at?" "I don't know yet, but I'll find out, and then I'll fix it." "Just like that?" "Yeah, just like that. I told you I'm good at this stuff." "So what did you need me for then? You already knew we'd had a fight." "Yes, but I didn't know for sure that you and Kelsey were fucking, and that was a vital bit of information. Now, put your sister on." I sighed, and I held up the phone. "Kel, she wants to talk to you." Kelsey gave me an intrigued look but quickly nodded, holding out her hand. "This is Kelsey," she said after I'd given the phone over to her, and she'd put it against her ear. "Hi! Yeah, of course I remember you! What, you think I'd forget?" I grinned as I saw my sister get a little blush on her face, and she licked her lips sensually. "I do think about it, actually. I remember how good you tasted," she moaned. She listened for a few seconds while Katie talked, then nodded. "Yes, we are. I understand he talked to you about it ... no, it's okay, I don't mind. In fact, after he came back from talking with you on Sunday, he suddenly didn't have such a hang-up about fucking me anymore, so I should probably thank you!" I heard Katie giggle loudly, and my sister joined in. "What?" Kelsey asked after a few moments."No ... no, he never asked me that ... I don't know, he's a doofus sometimes!" I spanked my sister's ass hard, and she squeaked. "Oh, he just spanked my butt ... yeah ... well, as a matter of fact, we were, yeah," she grinned. I spit in my hand again and lubed up my cock as I suddenly got the very nasty idea of fucking my sister up the ass while she was on the phone with a girl she barely knew. If any girl whose pussy you'd had your tongue inside could be classified as 'barely known!' "You know, I think I'd really like to, yes ... Can we bring Amanda though? She's the blonde, she was wearing that short skirt and the fishnet and ... OW!" my sister cried out when I forcefully shoved my cock into her butt. Her head whirled to face me, and her eyes were so hot I thought her mere glance would incinerate me. I grit my teeth and pushed forward, my marginally lubed cock going a little further in still. "Oh Damon, fuck me!" Kelsey grunted as her ass got taken by a cock for the first time in her life. "Kel, this feels incredible," I sighed at my sister, and she gave me an encouraging smile. "What? Yeah, I'm okay, he's just..." Kelsey said, then hesitated. She looked at me questioningly, as if she was asking me if it was okay to tell Katie what we were doing. I nodded fervently. "He's putting his cock up my ass," Kelsey moaned. "Yeah, he is a dirty bastard, but I offered it ... yes ... yes, I am a little slut ... God, yes, I love being fucked by my own brother!" I slapped my sister's bare ass, causing her to yelp again, and I put all my strength into my hips and pushed forward again. I groaned, partially in pleasure and partially in pain after the head of my cock finally slipped into Kelsey's ass with an almost audible plop. "OW! Fuck!" Kelsey screamed. "Shit! Kel, are you okay?" I gasped, feeling like the biggest bag of shit on earth for hurting her. "Yes ... but ... ow, that hurt," she groaned at me. "Fuck, baby, I'm so sorry," I said as I quickly pulled back, but her attention was focused on the phone. "What? Oh, okay," Kelsey said into the phone, then handing it back to me. "Yeah?" I asked as I took it back. "What are you doing?" Katie said, her voice sounding angry. "I'm ... I'm fucking her ass," I stammered. "Or at least I'm trying to." "Are you using any lube?" she demanded. "Eh, no. Well, I spit on my cock a few times." "God, you men! You're trying to fuck her ass without any lube? She's eighteen years old, her ass is tighter than a gnat's!" "Er..." I stammered eloquently. "Get some lube, dumbass!" "We're in the garage, so what the fuck am I going to use? Motor oil?" I demanded testily. Katie burst into laughter at that, and after a few moments I felt myself start to grin too. Kelsey was shaking her head in amusement. "Well, actual lube would be best, but you guys probably don't have any of that, huh?" Katie asked. "No, we don't." "I bet your parents do!" she giggled naughtily. I half choked on that as I tried to splutter out a reply, causing Katie to squeal with laughter. "Very funny," I grumbled. "Come on, you know your parents still fuck like bunnies." "No, they don't!" I exclaimed. "They're old, and it's disgusting for old people to have sex!" Both girls exploded into peals of laughter at that, and I grinned goofily. I knew very well that my parents were, of course, still having sex, and quite a lot too, but I enjoyed playing the role of the stereotypical teenager. "Okay," Katie finally said after she stopped guffawing. "You can either find something greasy to use, or you can use your tongue to lube up your sister's sexy ass." "What?!" I said, shocked. "You want me to ... put my tongue up her ass?" The fire in Kelsey's eyes got hotter by about a thousand degrees as she heard me say that, and she gave me a truly hungry look. "You've got to be fucking kidding me!" I continued. "I'm not. It's really kinky, and it feels so fucking good to have a guy tongue your ass," she explained patiently. "I don't think I'm quite ready for that yet." "Prude!" she giggled. Kelsey seemed kind of disappointed as well. "Yeah, whatever," I said curtly. "Anything else we can use?" "Conditioner works pretty well." "Conditioner, really?" I asked, quite surprised. "Uh-huh. It's a bit too greasy for my taste, but it lubes very well. I use it as lube when I have nothing else handy." "I think we'll try that." "Well, enjoy yourself then!" she giggled. "And don't hurt your sister by going fucking nuts in her ass! You need to give it to her slowly! You've got a big cock!" "I'll be gentle with her," I assured her. "Well, mostly gentle anyways." Kelsey wiggled her butt at me and grinned as Katie laughed. "See ya Damon. Give your sister a kiss for me." "I will. Thanks for helping out with Brian." "You're welcome. Don't worry about it, I'll set him straight." "Okay, see ya!" I disconnected my phone and turned it off, then grinned at my sister. "I'm sure you have conditioner somewhere, right?" She smiled hotly and nodded. "Three bottles, in the shower." "You want to take this back upstairs?" "I'd love to!" she giggled. I quickly put my still-hard cock back in my pants while Kelsey was putting her boy shorts back on. I was just reaching over for her t-shirt that I had thrown on the floor when the door to the kitchen opened. It seemed time froze as Kelsey and I stared in horror at the door. Dad walked into the garage, flipping on the light switch. He had our home's cordless phone stuck to his ear, and was talking to someone when he noticed us standing by the washer and dryer. He smiled at us, a bit confused, until he saw that his youngest daughter was almost completely naked, just a pair of boy shorts pulled up to about her thighs. His bright disposition vanished instantly, and his face turned deadly dark. "I'll call you back," he muttered into the phone after which he disconnected it. "Um, hey Dad," I said weakly. I feared it would be the last words I'd ever speak in my life. ------- Cliffhanger! ;) ------- Chapter 11 "What are you two doing?" Dad asked, his voice terse as he stared at me and my practically naked sister. His face was a mask of conflicting emotions, and my brain worked feverishly to try to come up with an answer while I hid Kelsey's t-shirt behind my back. "I'm doing laundry, Daddy," Kelsey said, quite calmly, after the question had hung in the air for a few seconds. "Naked?" he scoffed. "No, of course not! Jeez Daddy!" Kelsey sighed, as if explaining something to a simpleton. "Once I'd gotten the load already started, I saw I had spilled food on my t-shirt and my shorts, so they needed to be washed too. I didn't feel like walking upstairs to get new clothes first, so—" "So you just took your clothes off in front of your own brother?" "Dad!" Kelsey said tersely, drawing the word out. "He's not in front of me! He turned his back like a good gentleman." "Eh, yeah," I said, nodding rapidly. I thanked the Goddess of Chance that I'd had my back turned towards my delectable sister when Dad walked in on us. Dad eyed me suspiciously, his gaze piercing deep into my psyche and tearing down all my lies to get at the truth. Or at least, that's how it felt felt to me. "Are you helping your sister with her laundry?" he asked, though some of the scowl vanished from his face. Before I could answer, Kelsey chimed in. "I'm teaching him how to do run the washer and dryer, so he can do his laundry himself." "Damon ... doing his own laundry?" Dad asked in disbelief. "Yeah, I'll have to do it myself once I go to college, right?" I said quickly. " Figured I gotta learn sometime, might as well be now." "Hmmm." Dad frowned. "You didn't think you should just give your sister some privacy? When she took her clothes off?" "Oh my gosh, Daddy! You act as if he's standing there gawking at me! He's got his back turned, and he hasn't once snuck a peek at me. In fact, the only one who is currently staring at me is you!" Kelsey said testily. To his credit, Dad got a huge blush on his mortified looking face, which was quite amusing for a man of his size and height. "I'm sorry pumpkin, I... " he stammered, then he quickly turned around so his back was facing towards her, like mine. "Thank you!" my sister said archly. "Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to put my clothes in the washer, and then I'm going to go upstairs, and both of you are going to be staring at the garage door the whole time!" "Yes, Kelsey," Dad and I said at the same time, though he sounded a lot more embarrassed than I did. I heard my sister take her shorts off again, then open the washer's lid as she threw it in with her other laundry. She quickly took the t-shirt from my hands and tossed it in there as well, then loudly slammed the washer's lid shut, as if making a point. Dad was practically gazing a hole in the garage door, his body rigid and unflinching. He was probably not used to anyone berating him, and his youngest daughter had done a good job of putting him in his place. I actually felt a bit sorry for him. From the corner of my eye I saw Kelsey walk past me, and I quickly snuck a peek at her gorgeous, naked body. She winked at me as she saw me eye her, then mouthed, "Come fuck me later?" as she nudged her head towards the area of the house where our bedrooms were. I grinned and nodded eagerly. Kelsey reached the door and opened it, stepping through but halting before she completely vanished from sight. "You can both relax now. And don't worry, I won't tell mom about what happened!" she said, her tone still miffed. "Okay pumpkin!" Dad said in a pained voice. "Hey sis, thanks again for showing me how to run the washer!" I added, purely for Dad's benefit. Kelsey grinned at me; then, she pulled the door shut behind her. Dad sighed as he turned towards me, throwing a quick glance at the door to make sure Kelsey wasn't still standing there. He looked just about ready to die, though he still smiled at me. "You okay, Dad?" I asked. He looked so uncomfortable I had to struggle to keep from laughing. "Hmm? Oh yes, of course. I just didn't expect to be dressed down like that by my little girl. The last time I got chewed out so badly was in police training after I'd wrecked a car!" I laughed heartily at that, and Dad soon joined in. "So you're going to do your own laundry now, huh? Mom will be very pleased with that," he said after a bit as he walked towards the shelves at the back of the garage. "Yeah, I think she'll be pretty pleased," I said morosely, realizing this meant I now actually had to do my own laundry. Still, it was better than being found out and having Dad kill me in a variety of unpleasant ways, I figured. "Uh-huh," Dad said absently while he rummaged around, moving several containers of paint and other assorted clutter that had accumulated in the garage over the years, until he finally found what he was looking for and let out a triumphant "Ah ha!" "What are you looking for, Dad?" I asked curiously. I wanted nothing more than to run after my sister and shove my cock up her ass, but I figured staying here and talking with Dad for awhile would help allay any suspicions he might have. I was also pretty curious as to why he had come into the garage; with his cruiser always parked outside, he hardly ever had to come in here. "Oh, Karl from across the street called to ask if I had any motor oil for a mower left." "What does he need that for, is he going to mow in the middle of Fall?" "I don't know, but he's always willing to loan me stuff if I need it, so the least I can do is help him out, right?" "I guess." I shrugged. "All right, I'll just run this over to him. Can you put the phone back up for me?" he asked, holding out the cordless receiver for me. "Sure." I took it from him with a shrug. Dad walked to the door that lead outside, but just as he was about to go through, he stopped and turned back to face me. "Be honest with me, son. Did you sneak a peek at your sister?" I felt my heart pound in my chest as I pondered the question. The best answer, of course, would be to pretend I didn't, but I was afraid that Dad would figure out I was lying. Besides, which eighteen year old guy wouldn't peek at a naked girl, even if she was his sister? "Yeah, I did," I said, shuffling my feet, pretending to be embarrassed. He got a wistful smile on his face. "Don't worry, I won't tell her. She sure is beautiful though, isn't she? Much like her sister ... and her mom, of course!" "Eh, yeah ... I guess?" I stuttered. What the hell was he getting at? Dad blinked a few times as if he suddenly realized something, and without another word he stepped outside, closing the door behind him. I stood dumbfounded for a few minutes, trying to figure out what had just happened. ------- "He said what?" Kelsey exclaimed as we both lay together on her bed. She was wearing her silky white pajama pants and a bright red tank top, while I had changed into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt a little before. I had gone straight up to my room after leaving the garage, but Kelsey and I had avoided each other for a few hours, being careful not to arouse any more suspicion. "That he thought you were really beautiful, like Melissa. Then he added Mom to that statement, but it seemed almost like an afterthought. I thought it was weird too," I said. I was lying on my side, my elbow propped up underneath my head to hold it up. I was absentmindedly caressing Kelsey's tummy with my other hand while she lay flat on her back. "Well, Mel and I do have Mom's beauty," Kelsey said, sounding intrigued. "I mean, I sure didn't get to look like this because of the male genes in the family!" I pinched her side, and she squeaked. "What's that supposed to mean, you little imp?" I said in mock angry voice. "Dad and I are ugly?" She grinned at me. "No doofus! You've got a very hot body, but it's all from your work in the pool. Similarly, Dad is in great shape for his age, but it's because he works out a lot, and because he's a cop. I, on the other hand, inherited all these hot, sexy curves." As if to emphasize her words, Kelsey ran her hands across her hips, her sides and then over her breasts, caressing them softly. I gaped at her with my mouth open as she explored her gorgeous body. "I'm sure the fact that you're a cheerleader has something to do with you being so hot, sis," I noted. "Oh sure. It keeps me in shape and gives me an athletic look. And it gives me an opportunity to wear really short skirts, to your obvious approval!" she said, causing me to grin wickedly. "But I got my ass, hips and tits from Mom." "If you say so," I said, shrugging. "I've never really paid attention to Mom that way." "Really?" she asked, seeming a little surprised. "I have. She's got a very beautiful body, even after having three kids and being in her forties." I coughed as I felt myself start to flush. "This is making me a bit uncomfortable, Kel." "What, talking about Mom being hot?" she giggled. "Are you serious?" "Yeah." "So you'll more than happily fuck your little sister to pieces, but the idea of Mom being beautiful makes you uncomfortable?" "Yeah, so?" I asked, a little on edge. "Nothing," she grinned. "It's just peculiar, that's all." "Do you think of her that way?" I challenged. "Not the same way I think of you, no," she admitted. "But I've known for a long time that she is very, very sexy." "So what are you saying?" I asked softly. "I'm not saying anything, it was just an observation! Same as I think Dad just made an observation about me." "I hope that's all it was," I grumbled. "Oh please, don't tell me you think he has the hots for me or something," Kelsey sighed, rolling her eyes at me again. "Well, I couldn't blame him!" I said somewhat defensively. I couldn't blame anyone for having the hots for my sister, after all. "You're just being silly," she said, leaning over and giving me a soft kiss. "He was probably a bit embarrassed about what happened and made a joke to smooth things over with you." "I guess," I said, shrugging again. "That was some quick thinking on your part, though. The laundry bit?" Kelsey nodded happily, and I couldn't help but laugh at how cute she looked. "It just popped into my mind, clear as day," she chirped. "Do you think he suspects anything? I mean, it is Dad we're talking about; he's pretty sharp about this kind of stuff." "I think he was too embarrassed to give it much thought, honestly. I knew that if I could make it more sketchy for him to be there than it was for us, we'd be okay." "I thought I nearly died when you accused him of ogling his own daughter!" "Yeah, that wasn't very nice of me, actually," Kelsey said, her face pulling into a frown. "I feel kinda sorry about that, but I didn't want to get caught." "I'm glad you did, and I'm sure he'll forgive you. Give him a big hug tomorrow, and he'll be fine," I said encouragingly. She nodded. "What time is it?" I looked over at the clock behind me. "It's a little after ten." "Do you want to call Amanda?" "Sure!" I said, sounding like an eager puppy. Kelsey giggled as she grabbed her phone and speed-dialed her friend, then she put it on speaker and laid it down on her tummy. It rang just once before Amanda answered. "Hi!" she said happily. "Hi honey!" Kelsey said, just as excited. "Damon's here too." "Hey baby," I said, a big smile on my face. "Mmmm, hi Damon!" Amanda purred. "Has your mom gone to bed?" Kelsey asked. "Uh-huh. I'm all by my little lonesome, lying here on this big, empty bed. Wishing I had two warm bodies to keep me company," Amanda moaned. Kelsey and I looked at each other, both of us unhappy that we were stuck at home instead of being over there with an obviously horny goddess, and silence fell on both sides of the line. "I guess you two aren't coming over, huh?" Amanda asked a little sadly after a few seconds. "I'm sorry, baby. I can't go get my car until tomorrow, and I doubt Mom and Dad will let me borrow one of theirs," I said morosely. "Not while I'm grounded anyways." "It's okay, I figured it'd be hard for you to make it over. I think my heart can bear to be without you for a night." "Your heart maybe, but can your pussy?" Kelsey grinned. "That's going to be a bit harder, yeah!" Amanda giggled. "Not as hard as he was, earlier," Kelsey breathed softly, her hand stroking over the rapidly growing bulge in my shorts. "Mmmm, were you two being naughty?" "Oh yes. We did lots of dirty things." "Please tell me?" Amanda moaned, her voice shivering with sexual energy. Kelsey grinned at me as she recouped our adventures of the day, starting with her blowjob in the kitchen; our encounter with Dad; then on to our wonderful fuck in her bedroom; and finally our playing in the garage, though she didn't mention the fact I had been trying to go up her ass. She finished up with Dad walking in on us again and her laundry ruse. " ... so then I pretended to storm out of there, leaving Dad all flustered," she said gleefully. "Oh my God! I can't believe he almost caught you twice!" Amanda gasped. "Yeah, we need to start being a lot more careful," I said, giving my sister a determined look. She pulled a pouty face but nodded in understanding, although a bit reluctantly. "I think you really should. I'd hate for you two to get discovered and then get grounded for the rest of your lives!" Amanda said. "We'd run away," Kelsey giggled. Somehow I doubted she was joking. "Could I come too?" Amanda asked. "Of course! You'd be the only thing we'd bring. We could elope to Vegas and just live in sin for the rest of our lives!" "Mmmm, that sounds good to me," Amanda said dreamily. "Can we leave tomorrow? Preferably before third hour, so I don't have to worry about that stupid math test!" Kelsey and I both laughed heartily at that, and I could practically hear Amanda's grin through the phone. "Tell me, Damon ... did you like watching your hot little sister get off on the washer?" Amanda purred after we all quieted down again. "Fuck yes!" I growled. "I couldn't believe how hard it made her cum!" Kelsey smiled proudly at me as Amanda replied, "I know! That washer really is one of her favorite toys." "Have you ever used it?" "Oh yeah, several times," she giggled. "I love getting off on it too, but I love riding you more." "Me too!" Kelsey chimed in quickly. I smiled at my sister while I let my hand run over her breasts, gently squeezing them. Kelsey moaned once I started playing with her nipples. "Are you two being naughty again?" Amanda asked, her voice trembling from her excitement. "He's playing with my tits," Kelsey said. "He just can't keep his hands off me." "You love that he's so horny for you, admit it!" "Yes, I do!" Kelsey moaned again, louder. "Besides, I can't keep my hands off you either," Amanda stated. "Mmmm, I know. I wish you were here with us, so I could have both your hands all over me." Amanda growled, and I heard her breathing get a little heavier. She panted for a few moments, then let out a soft whimper. "Whatcha doing, baby?" my sister asked. "I'm playing with myself," Amanda admitted, her voice a sexually charged grunt. I sighed in delight as I pictured Amanda lying there, naked, her fingers sliding deftly in and out of her sopping slit. My cock was a rod of steel in my shorts, and I began to smell my divine sister's pussy as she, too, got more and more horny. Her nipples were poking firmly through her tank top, and I gently slid the straps from her shoulders and pulled it down a bit so I could suck on her glorious tits. Kelsey moaned hotly as my mouth locked on her nipples, and she pushed her hand into her pajama pants. Soon the sounds of her fingers slithering through her wet cunt were audible. "Is he hard, Kelsey?" Amanda asked, obviously getting more excited. "Let me check. Oh yes, like a flagpole," Kelsey sighed, her hand rubbing over my cock while I teasingly flicked her nipples with my tongue. "God, I wish I had that hard cock in my cunt!" Amanda groaned as she slowly lost herself in her sexual urges. My cock twitched at the thought, and Kelsey smiled at me, rubbing my cock harder for a few moments before she started unbuttoning my shorts. I groaned with relief as my cock was let out into the open, and Kelsey's hand slowly jerked it, her thumb rubbing over my helmet and smearing my precum all over my shaft. I leaned closer against her and continued sucking on her tits, while my right hand slid inside her pajama pants and eagerly sought out her pussy. I felt Kelsey's hand bump against mine, and she grinned as she made some room for me. I held my breath as I put my finger alongside her own and easily slid it inside her soaked slit. With two fingers plundering her tight, wet cunt, her body shivered with pleasure. "What are you doing?" Amanda asked curiously. "We're both fingering my cunt," Kelsey breathed, her voice shivering with lust. "Oh baby, we need to do this when we're together, so I can have three different fingers in me!" "Fuck!" Amanda and I both hissed at the same time. I increased the pace of my fingerfucking, my finger driving completely inside my sister's luscious pussy while my knuckles slapped against her lips on every stroke. Kelsey bucked and ground against my hand, little mewls of pleasure escaping from her mouth on our every combined stroke. "I can't believe how horny you've been today, Kel!" Amanda said, her voice full of wonder. "I know!" my sister giggled. "It's all his fault, he drives me crazy!" "Me? What the hell did I do?" I asked innocently. I raised my eyebrows at her, giving her a cute puppy-dog look. "Oh, you know damn well what you do to me!" my sister exclaimed, sticking out her tongue at me. "No, really, what?" I asked with a sly grin. I wanted to hear her say it. "You make me so horny! I just go insane from wanting to fuck you!" Kelsey grunted, leaning closer and licking my chin with her tongue. I groaned at the sexy feeling, then grabbed her head and pulled her close for a hungry kiss. Our tongues swapped spit as we made out almost desperately. "Did you tell him what you did today?" Amanda asked after a few moments of panting and moaning on both sides of the phone. "When?" Kelsey asked, playing stupid. "In Stars," Amanda said pointedly. "You know what I'm talking about!" Kelsey grinned at me. "No, I haven't told him yet." "What did you do?" I asked curiously. "She and Carynne were all over each other during the ride to the store, and not too long after we got inside, they quickly grabbed a few outfits and rushed off to the fitting rooms," Amanda said. I grinned back at my sister. She blushed a little, biting her bottom lip as she closed her eyes, probably reliving the whole thing in her memory. Amanda kept on talking. "I went to check up on them after five minutes, and I found your slutty sister sitting on the small bench, with Carynne standing in front of her, her pussy pushed against your sister's face. I could see Kel's tongue slurp through that wet gash, and Carynne was just humping like crazy, trying to get herself off." "God!" I moaned, swallowing loudly while picturing it in my mind. Carynne's hot body just grinding against my sister's face as she got eaten out, cumming over and over and over again. My finger was jabbing frantically in Kelsey's slit, and her breathing was becoming erratic. I knew she was just moments away from cumming. "Did you only fuck Carynne?" I asked, my voice trembling. Kelsey's hand continued jerking on my shaft, and it was sending spikes of pure pleasure into my brain. Kelsey shook her head, but she was so close to cumming she had trouble speaking. Amanda replied in her stead. "No, eventually we all got in there, and she..." she hesitated. "What? Tell me, please!" I growled. "Uhm ... well, we all took turns getting off on her. She was on her knees between us, and we just rubbed our cunts against her face until we came. She was so soaked in it, Damon, she looked liked she was glazed in pussy juice!" Amanda moaned. Kelsey was blushing quite furiously, but there was something in her expression that made me think the two of them weren't telling me the whole truth. "What else did you do, Kel?" I whispered softly. She bit her lower lip, and her eyes were flitting this way and there, as if she was trying to determine whether to tell me something. "Come on, Kel, you know you can tell me everything," I said insistently. I was almost dying from wanting to know what else she'd done. "I ... eh..." Kelsey began, then she swallowed loudly. I leaned closer to her and gave her a soft kiss on her lips. "I love you, Kel. Tell me." I saw her eyes melt with her love for me, and she smiled beautifully. "Well, it's true what Amanda said, that I ate all their pussies, but..." "But what?" "There was another girl there whom she ate out," Amanda said after Kelsey remained silent for several long moments. I looked at Kel in surprise, loving the sight of her ever-growing blush. "Who was it?" I asked, my voice a dry croak. "Amy..." Kelsey whispered, so softly I could barely hear her. I stared at her in surprise for a few seconds, then I grinned wickedly. "Holy shit, seriously?" I asked, remembering the small strawberry-blonde cheerleader. "Yeah." "What happened?" "She was in the store with her mom, shopping for a new uniform, because she's joining an all-star squad. We all went over to her to talk, and she introduced us to her mom. We talked for a little bit, but a few minutes later, Carynne dragged me off to the fitting room where she fucked me. Or rather, where she used me to get herself off!" Kelsey moaned, her finger jamming in and out of her cunt at a delicious pace. I could feel her start to tremble, and I knew she was going to cum any second. She probably had to struggle to postpone her orgasm, clenching her teeth together for a few seconds. I stopped moving my finger around in her pussy; I didn't want her to cum just yet. When Kelsey didn't continue, Amanda picked up where she left off. "That's when we all took turns grinding ourselves on her face until we came. Then we heard Stacey talking to Amy, as Amy had come into the fitting room area to try on her new uniform." I was absolutely breathless, and I closed my eyes to picture it. Kelsey whimpered softly, and I quickly took the hint and started moving my finger up and down in her pussy again. "Amy seemed a bit curious why we were all standing around the one fitting room, and Stacey asked if she wanted to see what we were doing." Kelsey was staring at me, her face still red from her gorgeous blush, but I could see the joy in her eyes too. "She did, didn't she?" I said softly. "She came into the fitting room where you were on your knees, with your face covered in the other girls' cum!" Kelsey nodded while Amanda giggled and gave an affirmative "Uh-huh!" through the phone. "What happened then?" I asked, almost going nuts. I had to fight not to rip Kelsey's pajama pants off, then fuck her until she passed out. "She was a bit nervous, but Carynne came up behind her and started kissing her neck," Kelsey said, her voice a little less nervous. "Stacey said she'd divert Amy's mom for a bit, but that we needed to hurry." "So Carynne took Amy's pants off and gently pushed her over to Kelsey," Amanda said. "And then... ?" I moaned. "I ate her out," Kelsey groaned. "I licked her little slit while Carynne played with her from behind. I'm not sure what all she was doing, but Amy seemed to enjoy it, and her pussy got really wet in just seconds." "Did you like watching that, Amanda?" I asked. "Yes!" Amanda groaned. "It got me really horny to see Kel eat that little cutie. Carynne kept trying to get Amy to grind herself off on Kel's face, but I think she was either too shy or too horny to really do much beside just stand there." "Did you make her cum?" I croaked. "Yes," Kelsey moaned. "She came really, really hard. Carynne had to clasp a hand in front of her mouth to keep her scream from ripping through the whole building. She juiced all over my tongue ... it was delicious." I let my tongue wetly lick across her ear. "You dirty little slut," I whispered to her. "I can't believe you fucked Amy while her mom was in the store! You unbelievable fucktoy!" Kelsey's eyes flickered with doubt, and I could see her face turn unhappy. She obviously thought I was angry at her, so I quickly kissed her, then whispered, "I love it. I love how fucking dirty you are, Kel. If I'd been in the store with you girls, I'd have blown a load all over your face right as Amy was cumming on your tongue!" "Oh God, I'm gonna cum!" Kelsey mewled, and I licked her ear again before I locked my mouth on her breast, sucking on her nipple like it contained the last nourishment on the planet. My hand was practically a blur as my finger slammed in and out of her cunt. "Me too!" Amanda squealed, and before I knew what was happening, both girls started groaning loudly. Kelsey's body arched as she forcefully shoved her cunt against my hand and her own, humping against the probing fingers desperately. The phone tumbled off her tummy, and she clenched her teeth while letting out a soft wail, her creamy juice exploding all over my fingers. She was cumming so hard her back looked like the St. Louis Arch, lifting almost completely off the bed. I sighed in awe as I felt my sister's cum soak my hand, and I had to laugh a little when I saw the front of her pajama pants get wet from her massive orgasm. I tried to hump my cock into my sister's small fist, but she didn't have the strength to hold her hand still, and it kept slipping out. Instead I focused my attention completely on my sister, licking all over her breasts and neck while fingering her through her climax. Several more squirts of my sister's cum flung out of her pussy, covering both our hands and splashing against the inside of her pajama pants, before she finally relaxed and fell down on the bed again. I tried to figure out how many times I'd made her cum so far, but I lost count. I just grinned proudly at her. "Mmmm, fuck, that was so hot," Amanda moaned after a few moments, her voice coming from somewhere on the floor. I quickly got up and retrieved the phone. "Sorry, baby. Kelsey dropped the phone when she came," I explained. "That's okay. I dropped mine too," Amanda giggled. "God, I can't believe what happened at Stars! You girls are unbelievable!" "I know!" Amanda giggled again. I looked over at Kelsey, who was still trembling in the aftermath of her powerful orgasm. She gave me a small questioning smile, as if looking for my approval. I smiled back at her. "I love you, Kel," I said. "I love you," she replied happily. Her smile grew so large it almost took over her entire face. "She's a little slut, isn't she? Do you like that, Damon? Do you like what a little fucktoy your sister is?" Amanda asked teasingly. "Yes!" I groaned. If possible, Kelsey's look became even happier. "I love it. And I love you, Kel!" Amanda said. "I love you too!" my sister replied. I lay back down beside Kelsey, putting the phone back on her tummy. "Amanda?" I asked. "Hmm?" "Did you cum hard?" I breathed. "Yes, I did. Not as hard as I did last night when your cock was inside me, though. I really want to do that again soon." "Maybe sometime tomorrow, after I get my car?" I suggested. My cock was so eager to get back at my gorgeous blonde girlfriend that he was getting ready to call a cab and go right then and there. "Is your car big enough to fuck in?" "It's actually pretty cramped, but maybe we can take a ride somewhere and see if we can find a place to fool around?" "Oh, I'd like that, yes," Amanda purred. "We're bringing Kelsey, though, right?" "Yeah, of course." "Yeah, you better!" Kelsey grinned, causing both Amanda and I to laugh. "Good. I think I want to try that three different fingers thing she mentioned. That'd be so hot!" Amanda chirped. "Haven't you girls already all had your fingers in her?" I asked. "Yes, but never all in her pussy," Amanda said, and I could hear the grin pop up on her face. "Mmmm, that sounds good!" Kelsey moaned. "It's a date then," I said. "God, I can't wait," Amanda moaned. "I'm going to be so horny all night." "I'd be happy to phone sex you into a few more orgasms," I offered chivalrously. "Oh, I'd like that!" she giggled as my sister nodded fervently too. A knock on Kelsey's door interrupted our little soirée, and we both glanced at each other, uncertain of what to do. "Should I leave?" I asked quietly. "No, just make sure you hide your hard cock," my sister whispered. "If they heard you earlier, they'll wonder why you left, and then we just look guilty!" I nodded and shifted my shaft around in my shorts so it wasn't as obvious. Kelsey softly told Amanda to be quiet for a bit, then she put the phone down on her nightstand before turning her attention to the door. She pulled her duvet over herself up to her tummy, to hide her wet pajama pants. "Come in!" she finally said, after giving me one last teasing look. The door opened, and Mom came in, smiling broadly. "Hi honey," she said, then her eyes grew a bit larger as she saw me lying right beside Kelsey. "Oh, hi Damon." "Hey Mom," Kelsey and I said simultaneously. "I didn't expect you to be here?" Mom asked, frowning a little. "Kel and I were just chatting," I said nonchalantly, like it was the most normal thing in the world for me to be on her bed. "Oh, okay. Well, your sister and I need to have a little talk, so could you excuse us for a moment?" I was about get up when Kelsey asked, "Is this about what happened in the garage today?" Mom nodded, her face set in a carefully neutral position. "He was there, Mom. You might as well talk to both of us," Kelsey said. Mom's eyes flickered between the two of us several times, then she nodded, and she sat down on the foot of Kelsey's bed. "All right. I just wanted to know what you were doing?" "Laundry," Kelsey said, sounding a little haughty. "Do you always do your laundry naked, honey?" Mom asked pointedly. "I already explained this to Dad!" Kelsey said sharply. "I'd spilled food on my clothes, and I didn't feel like walking back upstairs to get new clothes before I put my dirty ones into the washer! Didn't he tell you this?" "Well, he tried to, but he was a bit embarrassed by what had happened. The last thing he expected was to see you naked, and the fact that you were naked was really all I could get out of him." Kelsey blushed as she lowered her face. "I didn't mean for him to see me like that, but he was in there before I could cover up." "It's okay, honey," Mom said, putting her hand on her daughter's shoulder in a comforting gesture. "I'm just a bit surprised you'd get naked right in front of your brother?" "Mom!" Kelsey said, getting angry, though I couldn't tell if it was for real, or if she was just acting as usual. "I asked Damon to turn his back, and he did. He didn't see me! Gosh, you're acting like I got naked in plain view of the mailman or something!" Mom gave me a long, pointed stare. "And you didn't peek at your sister?" I felt myself blush despite my every effort not to do so. I wasn't sure if dad had told her what I'd told him earlier, but I figured I'd better fess up. "Well, actually ... I did. Just briefly," I mumbled softly. Kelsey turned her head to me and gasped in outrage. "Damon! You promised me you wouldn't!" "I'm sorry," I stammered. "I just couldn't help—" She interrupted me by punching me in the shoulder. "You disgusting creep! How could you? You're my own brother!" she cried out angrily, her small hands flailing away on my arm and shoulder. "Okay, sweetie, I think he gets it," Mom said calmly, gently pulling my sister away from me. "Damon, I think you should go to your room now." I nodded as I got up, glancing over at my scowling sister. "I'm really sorry, Kel." She huffed angrily and turned her head away from me. I sighed and walked into the bathroom. The last thing I heard before I closed the bathroom door was Mom telling my sister, "This is why you need to be careful..." ------- It was about two hours later when Kelsey quietly opened the bathroom door and snuck into my bedroom. "Damon, are you still awake?" she whispered. "Yeah," I whispered back. I had actually already fallen asleep, but the bathroom door opening had woken me up again. She quickly crawled onto my bed and snuggled up against me, covering my face in kisses. "Please tell me you know I was acting earlier, when I pretended to get mad at you for peeking at me?" she asked with a small voice. "I know, baby, don't worry," I said, kissing her forehead. "Oh good!" she said, her voice obviously relieved. "When you didn't come back, I was really worried that you thought I'd really been angry at you." "No, I just figured we shouldn't push our luck anymore while they were still awake." "I know. I made sure they went to bed before I came here." "We really need to start being a lot more careful, Kel. I know Mom and Dad wouldn't just barge into our rooms without knocking, but still ... if she'd heard you cum, she might have." My sister nodded glumly. "I guess you're right." "So why'd you fake being angry at me?" I asked curiously. "I just wanted to make sure that Mom thinks that getting naked in front of you is the last thing on my mind." "What did she talk to you about after I left?" "Oh, just about having to be careful what I show of myself around boys, even you and Dad, and all that boring crap. I think she plans for me to become a nun or something!" Kelsey said darkly. "You'd look pretty hot in a nun's habit," I grinned. "Especially if it was a really tight one that clung to your curves." "You're a dirty pervert, big brother," Kelsey said, sticking her tongue out at me. "So you don't think she suspects?" "I'm not sure, to be honest. I think she accepted my excuse, but I've let my dress code slide a bit around you, so to speak, and she's definitely noticed that as well. Things are just starting to add up in her mind, most likely. Then Dad almost walked in on us twice. You're right, we really need to be a lot more careful from now on." "You're the one with the experience in hiding this sort of stuff, Kel. Are we doing something wrong?" "Well, duh! We're having sex in the house when Mom and Dad are home, Damon!" she said pointedly. "Plus we're doing it in places where we shouldn't be doing it. Which is basically everywhere except our bedrooms." I nodded. "So I guess we need to find some other place to fuck during the day, huh?" Mom and Dad had long ago agreed that they wouldn't come into our bedrooms without knocking, to allow us our privacy. However, I wasn't at all sure that they would stick to that agreement if they heard Kelsey and I fucking each other to pieces. She grinned at me. "Yes, we do. Fortunately you're getting your car back tomorrow. It's not as comfy as my bed, but it'll do if we can't find anything else." "Could we fool around over at Amanda's house?" "If her mom's not home, sure. I've fucked her plenty of times in her own bed." I grinned at my sister, and she gave me a sultry wink in reply. "Are we going to call Amanda back?" I asked. "No, I was talking with her for awhile after Mom left, and she fell asleep on me," my sister said with a fond smile. "Really?" "Yeah, she was very tired. Besides, I figured we wouldn't really want to have her on the phone for what we're going to do." "What are we going to do?" I rasped, my heart rate shooting up to about eight billion a minute. Kelsey leaned closer and licked my lips with her tongue. "You, my sweet brother, are going to put your big cock up my tight little ass." "Oh God," I groaned, actually getting a bit lightheaded at the thought. "Are you sure? I mean, it hurt you pretty badly earlier." "It didn't hurt that much," Kelsey grinned. "I'm sure that if we get some good lube, it'll be fine." I thought back to Katie's words, and I could feel a rush of hormones surge through me. "Get up for me, Kel," I growled. She gave me a curious look, but did as I asked, standing up beside my bed. "Now turn around." Kelsey giggled but turned obediently, her sexy ass appearing right in front of me. I pulled down her pajama pants and grinned when I saw that she still wasn't wearing panties. Her naked cheeks were softly illuminated by the moonlight that filtered in through my windows. Kelsey stepped out of her pajama bottoms and tossed them aside with a flick of her foot, and I sighed in appreciation of just how fucking amazing her ass was; mouthwateringly round and firm and absolutely perfect in its size. I leaned forward and bit down gently, munching on her left cheek. "Damon!" Kelsey exclaimed loudly, though she immediately clamped her hand in front of her mouth. "What are you doing?" she added softly, with a big smile on her face. "You'll see," I grinned, again softly biting and licking her ass cheek. She began to squirm as I held her by her hips, my tongue tickling her like crazy. I cupped her marvelous butt in my palms, squeezing it while I kept gnawing teasingly. Slowly I worked my way over to her crack, and finally I slurped my tongue through the length of her perfect chasm, causing her to shiver and moan. I repeated that several times, my tongue slowly wetting her crack as I lapped from top to bottom. "Uhm, your tongue feels good," Kelsey said hotly. "Yeah? I wonder how it feels right here?" I said, right before I licked my her asshole. "Oh my God!" she moaned, her knees buckling as the tip of my tongue pushed inside her tight, dark hole. I gripped her hips tightly to prevent her from falling down, then thrust harder, my tongue slipping a little bit further inside. Kelsey turned half around so she could face me, and her hand locked in my hair, rubbing my scalp. "Damon, this is so dirty!" I quickly pulled my tongue out of her and grinned at her blushing face. "Dirty? What, the fact that I'm licking my own sister's asshole? That's dirty?" I teased. "Yes! I can't believe you're doing this!" Kelsey moaned. She pushed her ass against my face, obviously wanting me to get right back to it. I licked across her little star a few times, smiling proudly as I felt her shiver almost uncontrollably. Goosebumps popped up everywhere on her perfect skin. "Have none of the girls ever done this to you?" I asked right before I spit onto her asshole. "No," she grunted. "I know Carynne has done it to Stacey, but other than fingers, and a little bit of your cock earlier, I've never had anything up my ass!" "Time for a change then," I said, leaning my face forward again. My tongue snaked out and wetly licked her ass, then I rolled it up into a little U and pushed it back inside her wonderfully tight butthole. Saliva was practically oozing from my tongue as I jabbed it into her ass, slowly but surely lubing her up. I made a mental note to thank Katie for giving me a hint about doing this. Kelsey was moaning heavily, and she started to ride her ass against my face, trying to get more of my tongue inside her; I eagerly obliged her, thrusting my tongue as far as it would go. "Jesus, this feels so weird, but it's so good," Kelsey grinned while my tongue slid in and out of her asshole in a steady pace. "What about you, do you like it?" "Yeah, it's hot!" I growled unintelligibly, my tongue still outside my mouth. My sister giggled at my crazy noise, but I figured she knew what I was trying to say. Kelsey leaned her head back and moaned deeply as I kept assaulting her tight butt. Wet, sloppy noises accompanied every jab of my tongue. I licked, slurped and thrust at her crinkled hole, my sister's divine body shivering and jerking at the strange feelings coursing through her. Her pussy was getting wetter by the second, and her delicious smell caused my stomach to actually growl with craving. I licked her ass for a few more minutes, then let up, gazing at it proudly as it glistened with my spit. "Do you think you're lubed enough now, sis?" I asked with a wicked grin as I stood up. I quickly took my boxers off, and my cock bounced eagerly as it was released. "Only one way to find out," she said, throwing me a desperately hot look over her shoulder. "Fuck me, Damon! Fuck your own baby sister up her ass!" My cock jumped at her words, standing rigidly at attention. I worried how on earth Kelsey was going to be able to handle my achingly hard shaft in that tight little asshole. "Come on, fuck me!" she pleaded, wiggling her ass at me. I grabbed her by her hips and roughly turned her around, eliciting a small giggle from her at my eagerness. She put her hands on my bed and leaned forward, delectably sticking her ass out. I moved up behind her, squatting down slightly so I could line up my cock with her asshole. "You ready baby?" I asked while gulping for breath. I was so fucking excited about what I was about to do that my heart was jackhammering in my chest. "Yes!" she hissed. "Fuck my ass!" I let a long strand of my spit fall out of my mouth down onto the tip of my cock, then I pushed it against Kelsey's little star. She tightened up a bit, almost immediately blocking my access. "Try to relax a bit, Kel. Breathe out," I said, prodding her puckered hole with my cockhead. Kelsey obediently did as I asked, a loud sigh escaping from her lips. Her asshole relaxed too, and with a loud groan I sank the head of my cock into her butt. "Oh God!" my sister grunted, tilting her head back. Despite the copious amounts of spit that I had tongued into her ass, she was still excruciatingly tight. I clenched my teeth together as I pushed forward, tersely sinking another half inch of my cock into her ass. "Goddamn, you're so fucking tight!" I groaned. "I can hardly get it in!" "Right, like it's my tight ass that's the problem, rather than that big cock of yours!" Kelsey grinned at me over her shoulder. I winked at her as I tried to force more of my cock inside her. Kelsey drew in a deep breath through her teeth as another inch slowly slid down her dark, forbidden passage. "Oh fuck, it feels like you're shoving a telephone pole up my ass!" my sister grunted when I slowly started to saw my cock up and down. I couldn't get much more than about three inches inside of her, but I gingerly worked that part of my cock in and out of her butt. Agonizingly slow her ass began to give way, the pressure on my cockhead decreasing bit by bit until I was able to thrust a little harder. "How far in are you?" Kelsey moaned after a minute of me humping her asshole. "Not very," I sighed. "Just the head and another inch or so." "Really? I thought your whole cock was buried in me! It sure feels like it," she groaned. "Are you okay?" "Yes, I am. It hurts just a little bit, but it feels good. Damon, I want you deeper in my ass," she moaned. "I'm trying, baby, but it just won't go," I said a bit wistfully, unable to keep the disappointment from my voice. "We need more lube. What did Katie say to use again?" she asked. "Eh, conditioner?" "Right. Let me go get some," Kelsey said. I gently pulled my cock out of her ass and stared in awe at the swish of her gorgeous butt as she walked to her bathroom. She disappeared behind the door for a few seconds, then came back with a big bottle in her hand. "Did Katie tell you how to lube me up?" she asked. "No," I said, shaking my head. "Have none of the girls ever lubed you up?" "No," she said. "They never needed to, their fingers are small! Six of their fingers still wouldn't match your cock!" I grinned proudly, and she giggled as she saw it. I took the bottle from her hand and twisted off the cap, then I tilted the bottle and sprinkled a huge load of the greasy goop onto my hand. I wrapped my fist around my cock, lubing it up liberally. "It looks like a cob of corn," Kelsey giggled once I pulled my hand off. My entire cock was covered in the pale yellow fluid. "As long as it lets me deeper into your ass, I don't care what it looks like," I grinned. "Now turn around." Kelsey winked at me, then obediently did what I asked her, turning her butt towards me. She leaned forward over my bed again, and I felt my stomach clench at the sight of her perfect ass slowly being pushed at me. I sprayed a bit more conditioner over my middle finger, then put it against Kelsey's little star, rubbing the greasy stuff around until it glistened all over. Then, with a wicked grin on my face, I slid my finger into her asshole. "Mmmm yes!" my sister moaned as I penetrated her deeply, shoving my entire middle finger inside her ass. I felt her sexy body jerk a little, but I could hear her excited breathing when I probed my finger around, letting me know she was enjoying it. I loved how dirty she was, letting her own brother play with her ass! Fuck, she drove me nuts! I pulled my finger out and squirted more goop onto it, then jammed it back inside her asshole. Kelsey shivered as she let out a low growl. "Harder! Finger my ass harder!" "Is it turning you on, honey?" I breathed. "Yes!" she groaned. "You're almost making me cum!" I ground my finger around inside her taboo hole a few more times, then pulled it out. "Don't cum yet, I want you to cum with my cock in your ass," I said hotly. "Then give me your cock already!" she pleaded. I grinned as I put the cap back on the bottle, then put it against her butt, slowly pushing it inside just a tiny bit. Smiling at my sister, I squeezed, feeling a big, gooey squirt of conditioner spurt inside her asshole. She shivered delectably and turned her head to face me. Her eyes were a blazing volcano, practically glowing in my marginally lit room. "God, Damon! Stop teasing me and fuck me!" she hissed impatiently. I threw the bottle onto my bed and grabbed her hips, positioning my wildly throbbing, goop-covered shaft against her ass again. "Don't you dare stop until it's all inside me!" Kelsey said with a lusty groan. "I want your whole cock, all the way up my ass!" I shivered with anticipation as I got myself ready, then I thrust forward, the head of my cock smoothly gliding inside her butthole. "Oh yeah!" we both groaned when I penetrated her ass again. I gasped in amazement at the difference the lube was making as my cock slid unimpeded further down, deep inside my own sister's ass. Her hole was still gloriously tight, but the ample amounts of greasy blubber I had squirted inside it a few moments ago was easing my passage, and I sank inch after inch of my cock into that hottest and nastiest of all holes. "Yes!" Kelsey mewled at the feel of my cock wrenching her open. She quickly took her tank top off, then stood up a little so she could fondle her own tits. I leaned in closer, my cock now having almost fully disappeared inside her ass. I pushed my chest against her warm back and reached my arms around her, putting my hands on top of hers so we could both play with her breasts. I kissed her neck as my entire cock pushed inside, finally. It felt like I was in heaven, her brutally tight ass squeezing and jerking on my cock with her every breath. She leaned back against me with a moan, her small body fitting perfectly against mine. "I can't believe I have your cock in my ass," Kelsey gasped. "I know. All the way inside, too," I said, kissing her cheek. "Does it hurt?" "No. That lube really helped, it feels so good. So dirty!" "Yeah," I growled. "I'm gonna fuck my own sister's ass!" "Mmmm, yes. Do it! Fuck my ass! Nail me!" she whispered sexily. I pulled my hips back, groaning as I felt my cock slither through the greasy, tight tunnel. I was almost all the way out, then I pushed it back inside her. Every muscle in my body was tensing up, screaming at me to release them. Deep down I ached to mindlessly flail away at her, but I wanted to make sure she could handle it first. Kelsey started bumping her ass back when I bottomed out in her again. "Keep going, please. It's so hot!" she moaned. I pulled out again and thrust back inside, a little faster. Again I bottomed out and again my sister pushed her ass back against me. I clenched her hips in my hands and pulled my shaft out until I could see the head of my cock. I held it for a second, then roughly plowed back inside her, my entire length sliding through her gooped ass without hesitation. "Oh God!" Kelsey moaned as I fucked her, right up her virgin asshole. I wrapped my arm around her tummy and pulled her tightly against me while I began to sodomize her. My cock was picking up pace on every stroke in and out of her insanely hot ass. I couldn't believe what was happening, and my mind seemingly shut down, my lust for my hot, little sister completely overwhelming me. "Kel, this is unbelievable!" I hissed in her ear while my cock plundered her ass. I couldn't stop myself; I needed to fuck her, to savage her. I started pounding her harder, then yet harder still. My balls were slapping against her ass loudly on every stroke, and she was mewling and gasping as I fucked her up her ass. I had a fleeting moment of worry about our parents hearing us, but then realized I was beyond caring. Dad would have to shoot me before I'd stop fucking my sister's amazing ass. Kelsey started rapidly shuddering against me, her body clenching up. I knew what was going to happen next. "Cum for me, baby! I want to see you spray!" I hissed in her ear, squeezing both her tits with my hands. "Fuck!" Kelsey shrieked loudly through clenched teeth when her body thundered across the edge. Her ass clenched down brutally from her orgasm tearing through he, r but I just grit my teeth and kept on fucking, my lubed cock easily overcoming her tight hole's attempts to force it out. A big, explosive shiver tore through my sister, her juice spraying all over my blankets. I bit down on her earlobe, pulling at it with my teeth while she squirted stream after stream of cum out of her delectable cunt. I mauled, grabbed, and fucked her wherever I could: my tongue slithering hotly over her ear and neck; my hands squeezing her tits and nipples; and my cock rampantly plundering her asshole. Kelsey practically cried as she was used, her orgasm lasting for what seemed like forever while more of her cum leaked out of her, splashing against her legs. When she finally relaxed, all strength abandoned her body, and it was only my arms and my cock that kept her up. I slowly let her slide down on my bed with a huge, proud grin on my face, taking care to keep my cock inside her. I was fucking desperate to cum myself, and I wanted nothing more in the whole universe than to spray inside her ass. Kelsey moaned softly as she lay face-down on my bed, her legs spread wide. I awkwardly crawled on top of her, mounting her like a bunny, then started driving my cock up and down, deep inside her ass. "You're so fucking amazing, Kel!" I moaned while I fucked her ass, my cock almost glowing from the magnificent friction. I saw a big smile appear on her face, but she was too out of it to talk. I leaned down and kissed her cheek, my hips plowing up and down like I was possessed. Fucking my sister's asshole was unlike anything I had ever experienced before, and I groaned loudly once spasms of pleasure began roaring through me. I banged away in sheer lust for several minutes, the only sounds in my room that of my terse grunting, Kelsey's heavy breathing and whimpered moans, and the gooey, sloppy noises of my cock sliding completely in and out of her ass. "God, I can't believe I'm doing this!" Kelsey whispered as I rammed her body into my mattress over and over again. "My own brother is fucking my asshole!" I leaned closer and kissed her ear. "And he's fucking loving it!" She grinned wickedly. "Good. I love it too, it feels so incredible. Your cock fills me up so much!" "Get on your knees for me," I moaned, pulling out of her so she could get up. She obediently sat up on her hands and knees, smiling at me over her shoulder, her eyes pleading with me to shove my cock back inside her ass. "What do you want, honey?" I teased, my cock throbbing madly while it swayed near her asshole. "I want you to cum in my ass," she breathed hotly. My knees quivered at the sound of her desperate voice. "Please! Shoot your hot cum in my asshole! Use me like a little slut!" I grabbed her hips and jammed my cock back inside, eliciting a loud squeal from her. "You are my slut, Kel. My personal little fuckslut!" "Yes!" she wailed. "Fuck my ass, Damon! I'm yours!" I reached underneath her and cupped both her tits in my hands again, then pulled her upwards until her back leaned against my chest. At the same time I shoved my cock forward as far as it would go, and I grinned upon feeling my sister's body start to shiver like crazy from being so thoroughly penetrated. "Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me!" she began to chant while I sawed in and out of her asshole. Both our bodies were covered in sweat from our delicious fucking. "Give me your cum, I want it. I want to feel it explode in my ass!" From within the deepest recesses of my being my orgasm rose, a tidal wave of lust that drowned out every other feeling, every other sense of awareness. My world shrank until it was her body and mine, my cock plowing in that dirtiest and tightest of her holes, conquering it fully with every stroke. I squeezed Kelsey's tits hard, and she turned her face towards me, our mouths meeting with desperate hunger. I roared into my sister's mouth as I exploded, my cock absolutely staggering in my sister's luscious butt. She shivered and moaned against me as two huge ropes of my cum ripped out of my cock right after one another, instantly flooding her asshole. Much like Kelsey's, my climax was so powerful that all strength left my body in a flash. I fell down, pulling her down with me, both of us collapsing on our sides on my bed. My cock was still pulsing shots of my cum into her already overflowing ass, and my cream began leaking out, soaking my balls and dripping down onto my blankets. I shivered with the pure rush of pleasure that was shooting through me, my hips bucking while I kept firing cum into her ass over and over again. "Oh my God, are you still cumming?" Kelsey moaned, feeling me mindlessly drown her asshole in jizz. I grunted at her, unable to speak, my orgasm having rendered my conscious mind a wreckage of hormonal overload. A final, small glob of cum oozed out of me, then I let out an explosive breath. "Mmmm, that was so ... incredibly ... amazing!" my sister purred as we lay against each other on our sides, her tight asshole clenching my still-throbbing shaft. "You are amazing," I gasped, or at least I tried to. My voice was a barely audible wheeze, and she giggled loudly at hearing how out of it I was. "I didn't you fuck you to death, did I?" she grinned. "Almost," I groaned. "I've never cum this hard, ever!" She snuggled up a little tighter against me. "Get your blanket, please?" she asked softly, her voice already getting sleepy. I struggled a bit to pull the blanket out from underneath us, grinning as I felt the wet spots where Kelsey had sprayed her cum over it, but I finally managed. I draped it across our naked, shivering bodies, and we both moaned in appreciation of the warmth while we stretched out underneath it. I began to pull my cock out, but Kelsey stopped me. "No, leave it inside of me, please." I nuzzled her neck and kissed her softly even as I felt lethargy overtake me. "Thank you so much, sis. This was the most incredible thing I've ever done." "You're welcome, and I should be the one thanking you; you're such a wonderful lover. I love you, Damon," she whispered, pulling my arms across her chest. With me almost wrapped around her, Kelsey purred in perfect bliss, and I felt my heart nearly break with my love for her. "I love you too, sweetheart," I said, kissing her neck again, then we both drifted off into a deep slumber. ------- The sound of my alarm shook both of us awake with a loud gasp and we sat up, startled. It took us a few seconds to realize where we were, then we grinned at each other when the memories of last night came flooding back to us. I glanced down to see if my cock was still inside her, but sadly somewhere during the night it had slipped out. The spot where my cum had dripped out of my sister's ass was still wet, a proud testimony to the massive load of jizz I had fired into her. "Good morning, baby," I said to her, kissing her deeply after she turned towards me. "Mmmm, good morning, you hunk," she finally said after we broke our kiss. "Did you sleep well?" "Oh yes. It was a bit weird at first, because whenever you moved I could feel your cock shift around in my ass, and it startled me every time. But I got used to it eventually!" she said with a beautiful smile. "I'm sorry it slipped out." "It's okay, I guess you can't stay hard the whole night!" she sighed exaggeratedly. "Actually, I kind of expected him to stay hard, just because your ass is so damn hot!" I grinned. She gave me a another kiss, smiling prettily. "You're just saying that because I let you fuck it." "Thank you again, Kel. It was unbelievable," I said earnestly. "Yes it was. I thought nothing could top your cock in my pussy, but having you slam it up my ass was so dirty, and so sensual, it just drove me nuts!" We both grinned at each other and leaned in for a soft, sweet kiss. "Do we have time for a quickie?" she asked after a few moments. I glanced over at my clock. "Maybe, but I think we should try to be downstairs before Mom yells at us again. One of these days she's going to come upstairs to see what the hell's taking us so long, and we won't be able to talk ourselves out of me having my cock in your ass." Kelsey pouted cutely but nodded, giving me another kiss, then she got up and sexily sashayed over to the bathroom. My eyes were locked on her ass the whole way until it disappeared from view, then I went to my own bathroom for a quick shower. ------- As soon as the bell for the end of the final hour went off, my phone rang. I checked to see who it was and answered with a smile. "Hey gorgeous," I said happily to my girlfriend. "Hey! Can I come with you guys when you go pick up your car?" Amanda said, and even through the phone I could hear her bright smile. We'd caught a few glimpses of each other during the day, and had spent a few awesome minutes making out between second and third hour, but the girls had been in cheer practice during lunch again, so I hadn't gotten to spend much time with her beyond that. "Of course! I'd love to show you my car." "I'd rather you show me something else once we're in your car," she giggled. I laughed heartily at her honesty, and I felt my cock twitch in my pants. "I think we can probably arrange something," I said magnanimously. "Good. Meet us in the parking lot?" "The parking lot? The garage is on the west side of town, wouldn't it be better if we left through the exit by the cafeteria?" "Why? Were you planning on walking there?" she asked, sounding a little confused. "Er ... yeah, actually." "Damon! Your sister and I are small, delicate girls. You wouldn't make us walk, like, over a mile to get there?" she giggled again. "We'd be too tired to fuck later!" "Somehow I doubt you two are ever too tired to fuck," I said dryly. "Well, true. But still, I didn't bring good walking shoes, so just come to the parking lot. Stacey is driving us there." "She is?" "Yes, she's coming with us." "She is?" I repeated, frowning a little. "Uh-huh. She's paying for your car, isn't she?" "I thought she was going to give the money to Kelsey?" "Isn't it just easier for her to give it directly to the garage guy?" "Yeah, I guess," I sighed. The garage guys would laugh at me when I had an eighteen year old blonde show up to pay for my car. I guessed it beat not being able to pay for it at all. "Okay, we'll see you out here?" "Sure, be there in a few," I said. "Spank Kelsey for me." Amanda giggled loudly as she disconnected. I flipped mine shut and put it back in my pocket, then walked out of the classroom in a bit of a hurry. I wasn't paying attention at all and slammed head-on into a girl who was walking through the hallway. "Ow!" she squealed as she went down in a heap, her books flying everywhere. "Oh fuck! I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed, quickly reaching down to help her up. Right as my hand touched her arm, she turned her face towards me. "Let me go, asshole!" Kim snarled at me. "Kim," I stammered, "at least let me help you up." "No! Take your fucking hands off me!" she said angrily, shaking her arm to get me to let go. "Jesus, Kim, do you have to be such a fucking bitch all the time?" I said with exasperation before I somewhat roughly hauled her to her feet. "I didn't run into you on purpose!" "Whatever! Just fuck off already," she said dismissively. I sighed and bent down to pick up some of her books, then I handed them to her. She practically slapped my hand as she took them from me, her face an angry scowl. I could still see the welt under her eye from where Kelsey had hit her, but it had subsided enough that she was no longer wearing sunglasses. I felt my stomach twitch a little when I gazed into her beautiful brown eyes. Though she had cheated on me and practically ripped my guts out, I had really, really loved her. "Look, Kim, can't we just have a truce?" I asked softly, swallowing the lump that was forming in my throat. I angrily ordered my heart to stop clowning around. "Oh yeah, you'd like that, wouldn't you?" she growled as she bent down to pick up the rest of her books herself. "You asshole!" "Why are you so fucking angry at me?" I demanded, my voice rising. I had always treated her with kindness and love, and I just couldn't figure out why she had turned into such a bitch. I knew she had never quite reciprocated my feelings for her to the same extent, but we'd been happy together for awhile. Until, seemingly overnight, that happiness had vanished. She glared at me so fiercely that I was amazed I didn't turn to ashes on the spot. "Like you don't know!" I frowned. Know? Know what? What was there to know? I thought. "No, I don't know," I said. "So how about you tell me?" She snorted as she picked up her last book then started walking off. I quickly took a few steps and grabbed her by her shoulder, turning her around. "Kim, tell me what's wrong already!" "Let go of me, or I'm going to scream," she said, her voice icy cold. It sent a chill to my stomach, and I actually shivered. I stared at her for a few seconds, then slowly pulled my hand off her shoulder. I had no doubt she would scream, and she'd probably claim I was trying to rape her or something. I let out a large sigh and turned around as I started walking off, knowing this wasn't getting me anywhere. Why aggravate myself further? I was about ten steps away when she yelled after me, "Yeah, go back to your cheerleader sluts!" I turned around so fast I practically stumbled, but she was already disappearing around the corner at the other end of the hallway. Several students were staring at me with curious eyes, and two girls near the lockers had their heads close together, whispering furiously—undoubtedly about me. "Fuck!" I snarled. I stared after her for a few seconds, then I continued on. The stupid fucking bitch. Cheat on me and then act like you're the one who's hurt, I growled in my mind. I'd felt sorry for her getting beaten up by my sister, despite the fact that she broke my nose, but not anymore. Fucking cunt. I shook my head in an effort to clear it of Kim and her bullshit, since I wanted to focus on Amanda and Kelsey. However, I couldn't stop a small part of my mind from asking why Kim had sounded like she'd been crying when she yelled at me right before disappearing around the corner. ------- "Hey, Stacey?" I asked when we pulled into the parking lot of the garage, and she smoothly banked her 4Runner into a somewhat tight spot between two pickup trucks. "Hmm?" she replied with a curious look while turning her engine off. "Thank you for doing this, but—" "You're welcome," she interrupted me with a sweet smile. "I want to pay you back." She gave me a confused frown as she undid her seatbelt. "Why? It's not like I need the money." I waited until Kelsey and Amanda had gotten out and had closed their doors before I answered, "It's because I don't want Kelsey to be in debt to you." "Damon, she's not. I've already told her it's a gift." "It's not really a gift though, is it?" I asked with a frown. "What? What do you mean?" she asked, now clearly puzzled, her gorgeous brown eyes staring deeply into mine. "Well, you told Kelsey that she has to fuck you for it." Her face flickered in surprise for a second. "I never said that. When she asked if she could do anything for me, I joked that she could fuck me." "So you do want her to fuck you?" "Yes, of course I do." "In return for the money you gave her." Stacey's eyes went wide, and her face got flustered as she opened her mouth to say something, but she appeared momentarily speechless. Her eyes went from shock to hurt and back to shock in a matter of seconds as she just stared at me. She finally wet her lips, drew in a deep breath, and said quietly, "So you think your sister is whoring herself to me for money, is that it? Is that what you think she does? You think that I pay girls to have sex with me?" I drew in a deep breath while I stared at her silently. That was indeed what I was thinking, but it wasn't exactly easy to come out and say it. "I have to admit that's what it seems like, Stacey." She sighed, and her face got a sad cast to it. "I am really sorry that you got that impression, Damon. Look, I love having sex with your sister, and she's my best friend, but I would never pay her to have sex with me." "What about all those gifts you buy her?" "Like I said, she's my best friend; I can't buy some cute gifts for my best friend?" "Are they gifts, though, or are they rewards? Rewards for the fact that she and Amanda are having sex with you?" I asked, my jaw set. I felt a cold settle in my stomach because of our conversation, but I wasn't going to back down; I wanted to get to the bottom of this. She sighed irritably, then hit the button on her door that opened the passenger side windows. As soon as they had moved all the way down, she called out to Kelsey and Amanda, "Hey girls, could you come over here for a second?" Both my gorgeous lovers walked up to the car. Kelsey her head in through my window and gave me a cute smile as she asked, "What's up?" "From now on, I'm through buying you two gifts. No more clothes, no more drinks, no more lunches, nothing. Also, if you run into any money problems, don't come crying to me about it, because I won't help." Stacey said. Kelsey frowned as she looked at her friend. "Okay ... what's going on?" "It's not important," Stacey said. "Now, do you both understand? I am not spending any more money on you." Both girls looked decidedly unhappy, but they nodded anyways. "Stacey, did we do something to upset you?" Amanda asked in a small voice, and I felt disgusted at myself for making her feel like this. "No, baby, you didn't. Now I have another question for you. Do you want to come over to my house later and fuck?" Kelsey got a big grin on her face, and she nodded cheerfully. "Sure, we'd love to." "Even though you know that I'm not buying you any more gifts or anything? You'll still have sex with me?" "What does that have to do with anything?" my sister asked, sounding a little exasperated. "Of course we'll still have sex with you!" "You sure?" "Yes, I'm sure! Stacey, what the hell is going on?" Kelsey asked crossly. Stacey gave me a triumphant smile. "Satisfied?" "Eh ... yeah, I think so," I stammered, blushing furiously as both Kelsey and Amanda turned their gaze towards me. They looked anything but happy. "What is this about?" Kelsey asked me, her eyes beginning to darken. "Ease up, honey. Your brother is just concerned about you, that's all," Stacey said soothingly. "He was worried about the money that I gave you for his car." "Damon!" Kelsey said irritably. "I told you to stop worrying about that!" "Yeah well, I can't, okay, Kel? I worry about you. I worry when you say things like that you have to fuck Stacey for the money she loaned you!" I snapped, a little more harshly than I intended. "You said what?!" Amanda asked, looking at my sister in sheer disbelief. Kelsey blushed as she gave her lover a small smile. "I think what I said really came out wrong." She turned her head to me and asked, "Did you think I meant that I had to fuck Stacey, or otherwise she wouldn't have given me the money?" I nodded. "I'm so sorry," she sighed, leaning in and giving me a soft kiss. "I did not mean it that way. It was meant to be a joke, but I can see why you would have thought differently. You thought the only reason we have sex with Stacey is because we get paid? And that when we need money, we just offer her sex for it?" I looked decidedly unhappy, but before I could answer, Kelsey spoke again, "I'm not a whore, Damon," she said softly. "Neither is Amanda, or any other girl on the squad for that matter." "I know, Kel. I didn't mean to imply that. It just seemed that, well, she gives you guys so many gifts, and I worried that she did that because you had sex with her." Suddenly Stacey started laughing, and we all turned towards her. "What's so funny?" Kelsey asked. "He thinks I'm your Sugar Mommy!" Stacey giggled loudly. It hung in the air for a second, then both Kelsey and Amanda started giggling too. After a few seconds, even I joined in, laughing heartily. Our combined laughter nicely cleared up the tension that had been almost palpable a few seconds ago. "Well, you're not," Kelsey said resolutely. "We'd have sex with you even if you were poor or broke and didn't or couldn't buy us anything." "I'd still buy you presents if I was poor, Kel. But they'd be smaller presents, like bon bons or something," Stacey said with a big smile. "Oh, I love bon bons!" Amanda exclaimed. "Why don't you ever get us bon bons, Stace?" "Because you're already addicted to cake, sweetie. I don't want to add something else for you to get addicted to," the tall blonde grinned broadly, causing my sister to laugh out loud. Amanda blushed prettily, and she smiled wryly at her friends. "The two of you are such brats! Will you ever let that cake thing go?" "Yes, we are brats. That's why you love us," Kelsey said smugly. "No, I love you both despite the fact that you're brats," Amanda grinned. "Whatever, same difference," my sister said with a bright sunshine smile. Then she looked at me and frowned. "Are you done worrying about stupid stuff now, you doofus?" "Yeah. I'm sorry, sis, I—" "Shhhh, it's okay. It's sweet that you're looking out for me, and I really appreciate it," she said, putting a finger on my lips. "Now let's go get your car." I nodded, then Stacey and I got out of the car too, and the four of us walked towards the office. I felt a whole lot better about the money situation now that I knew my sister wasn't going to have to do something for it. Still, in my mind I decided that I would repay Stacey her money. Somehow. "So Damon, you were able to come up with the money, huh?" Mr. Hutchins, the garage owner, asked kindly as he saw me and the three girls walk in. His eyes roamed over the female beauty on display, then they flickered in apparent recognition. "Oh, hello Miss Winterton!" "Hi Mr. Hutchins," Stacey said with a cute smile. "I take it you being here is not a coincidence?" "No, it's not." "Who are your pretty friends?" he asked. Both Kelsey and Amanda giggled and blushed a little as Stacey introduced them to the grizzled old man. Dirty pervert, I thought to myself, though mostly jokingly. I couldn't really blame him for being impressed with the girls. Because the weather was again unseasonably warm, they were wearing pretty skimpy clothes. Amanda was wearing a pair of figure hugging khaki shorts that reached to just below her butt and stretched tightly around her magnificent ass. To accompany it she was wearing a striped teal and blue polo shirt, as well as ankle-high socks in the same striped pattern and color, over a pair of white tennis shoes. She was showing off her perfect tan, and looked every inch the true American Girl. My sister was dressed equally as hot, with a cut off pink t-shirt that left her sexy belly button bare, over a white flippy summer skirt, finished off with just a pair of flip flops. Stacey, finally, was wearing a short navy skirt as well as a burgundy V neck top that marvelously showed off her sexy cleavage. She was also wearing a pair of killer heels with it, which made her ass look extra perky. If such a thing was even possible, since her ass was simply amazing. All in all, it was hard to decide which of the three looked hotter, though my mind leaned towards my goddess girlfriend. There was something about her matching polo and socks that made her look devilishly innocent; a look which I knew was so untrue as to be almost laughable. I groaned softly as I thought back of some of the stuff she and I had been doing since Saturday while my eyes roamed over all the naked skin on display. No, I couldn't blame the old guy for staring at them at all. "Alright, do you want this on your account, Miss Winterton?" Mr. Hutchins asked. "Since I assume you're paying for it?" "Yes, my father said it was okay." She said with a nod. Mr. Hutchins nodded in return and went to the back for a second, presumably to go collect some paperwork. "You guys have an account here?" I asked, somewhat incredulously. "Yes, all our cars go here for service and such." "I figured your family would just buy new ones every time the old one got dirty?" I joked. She grinned at me. "It's such a myth that rich people do that. Do you know how inconvenient it would be to have to go buy a new car every week and transfer all my stuff? Like I have nothing better to do!" "Mmmm, yeah you do," Kelsey grinned. She walked up behind her friend and squeezed Stacey's ass underneath her skirt. Stacey gave my sister a wicked smile as she shook her ass enticingly. My cock immediately jerked awake at the sight of it. "Do you like her ass?" Amanda whispered in my ear from the other side. She let her hand briefly rub over my crotch. "Not as much as I like yours," I said, though my mouth was a little dry. Stacey's ass was as close to perfect as you could get; I'd probably be hard pressed to tell the difference between hers and those of my sister and Amanda, all three of them were so fucking divine. Amanda's teeth bit down on my earlobe for a brief second, then she whispered hotly, "You can't wait to fuck it, can you?" I turned my head and glanced at her. "You mean yours?" She smiled prettily. "Mine, yes. And Stacey's." I raised my eyebrows briefly when the expected 'and Kelsey's' didn't come. Did she suspect? Amanda must have caught my glance because she got a knowing smirk on her face. "Somehow I don't think I have to ask if you want to fuck Kelsey's ass, do I?" I blushed furiously, but before I could answer Mr. Hutchins came back, putting some paperwork down on the counter in front of us and marking a few X's on it. "Okay, here we go. Miss Winterton, if you would just please sign here, and here, and then Damon, if you would sign here, we can get you kids going." Stacey stopped her conversation with Kelsey and signed the two forms that had been presented to her with a distinct lack of interest. I paid a little more attention to what I was signing, but it was just a standard 'We gave you your car back like we said we would!' type of document. "Thank you. Now Damon, this copy here is your warranty receipt, so be sure to keep that, okay?" Mr. Hutchins said insistently as he handed over a yellow sheet of paper which seemed to have the entire accumulated information of the Internet on it. "That part, and the labor on it, comes with a year's warranty, so if it goes out on you again, just give me a call, alright?" "I will. Thanks, sir." "You're welcome, son. Thanks for bringing your car in to us, and I apologize that it took so long." I nodded with a little shrug as he handed over my key. "Your car's out back, we also detailed it for you. She's shiny and ready to go!" he said. I couldn't help but grin eagerly. "Thank you, sir." He waved at us as he walked to the back again, paperwork in hand. "Well, let's go then!" Stacey said impatiently, causing both my sister and girlfriend to giggle. "Go? Go where?" I asked, puzzled. "For a drive, of course!" "You want to go for a drive in my car?" "Well duh! Kelsey told me what you drive, and I absolutely love those cars! Besides, I think you owe me a good ride, don't you?" I felt myself blush fiercely at her remark. There had been no doubt whatsoever what she was referring to. "Okay, where do you girls want to go?" "I don't care, just drive for a bit," Stacey said. "How about we go to Lookout Point?" Amanda suggested. "Oh, that sounds like fun. It should be nice and quiet up there this time of year," Kelsey chimed in. "Okay, we can do that. It's been awhile since I've been at Lookout Point, too," I said. The four of us walked out of the building and around the back. There were several cars parked, some of them obviously still broken, while others presumably were just waiting for the owner to show up. Mine was standing a little off by herself, shining brightly. My beautiful, bright red, '67 Mustang. "Oh God," Stacey growled. "She's beautiful!" I proudly grinned at her and nodded. I wasn't one of those wackos who considered their car their one true love, but I did really, really like my car. She was in excellent condition, courtesy of years of effort—and lots of money—put into her by me and my dad. Officially she was his car, of course, but he hardly ever drove her, and so by default she'd sort of become mine. "Cars like this really make me fucking wet," Stacey purred as the four of us walked towards it. "Everything makes you wet, Stacey," Kelsey giggled. "A day in the desert would make you wet." Stacey threw my sister a bright grin. "You better watch yourself, little miss Richards. Talk like that is going to get you in trouble!" "Oh no, whatever will I do?" Kelsey said mockingly, her own grin even bigger than Stacey's. "Does your car have back seats, Damon?" Stacey asked, her gaze still locked on my sister's beautiful face. "Fold downs, but yeah," I said. "It'd have been a bit cramped to take you three for a ride otherwise." "Good. I think your sister and I will sit in the back. We have some ... things to talk about," Stacey said, her voice husky. "There's not a whole lot of room back there," I said warningly. "You're the tallest of the three of you, after all. It won't be very comfy." She shrugged. "Don't worry, I'll be fine. Besides, I'm sure your lovely girlfriend wants to sit up front with you." I glanced over at Amanda, who nodded in agreement. "I'm sorry, Amanda. I didn't mean to imply that I didn't want you to sit up front," I said softly. "I know, it's okay," she said with a sweet smile. "But I do want to sit next to you." "Alright, let's get this show on the road then," I said, clapping my hands together. Kelsey and Stacey agilely climbed into the back seats, courtesy of their supple, nubile bodies, then I helped Amanda get into the front seat. She gave me a bright smile and patted her lap teasingly. "Wanna come sit?" "It'd be kinda hard to drive from there," I grinned. "True, but we could do other ... stuff?" She winked. "I don't think Mr. Hutchins wants us to do other stuff in his parking lot." "He might, if he was allowed to watch," Amanda grinned. I stared at her in amazement, my jaw dropping. She giggled in response. "I'm joking silly! I only lust after crazy-hot swimmers named Damon!" "Hey!" Kelsey said petulantly from the back seat. "In boys, I mean, of course," Amanda said, looking fondly at my sister over her shoulder. "You know I lust after you, too." "You're not the only one," Stacey remarked, and all three girls started giggling. "Can you three please wait to fuck each other until we're at least on the highway or something?" I asked, slightly exasperated. "Spoilsport!" Kelsey said, sticking her tongue out at me. "Let's get going already!" "Yeah, come on, let's go!" both Stacey and Amanda chimed in, and I quickly got into the driver's seat. Turning my key in the ignition, I smiled happily as the heavy V8 sprang into life and started growling beautifully. It'd been too long since I'd heard her purr so deeply. "God, I think I'm going to cum just from listening to that engine," Stacey moaned from the back seat. "You really like cars, don't you?" I asked, somewhat surprised. I glanced at her over my shoulder while shifting into first and slowly driving off. "Well, old ones yeah, especially the muscle cars," Stacey said, nodding. "I keep asking Daddy to let me buy one, but he won't." "Why not?" "He's worried about me not being able to handle one properly, and he wants his precious baby girl in a car with modern safety features," she said, her voice leaving no doubt what she thought about that idea. "Why don't you just buy one anyways?" I asked as I pulled out onto the frontage road, hitting the accelerator and grinning when I felt the power of the V8 kick in. "You're eighteen, right?" "Nineteen, actually," Stacey said. "But as long as I live with Mom and Dad, I gotta do as they say." I glanced at her through my rear view mirror. "You're nineteen?" "Uh-huh." She nodded. "Don't take this the wrong way, but, why are you still in high school?" Kelsey and Amanda both giggled at that, and Stacey got a wry smile on her face. "Because I flunked my junior year." "You're kidding?" "No, I'm not. Of course, I did it deliberately," she grinned. "You flunked deliberately? Why?" I asked. We stopped at the light that would take us to the highway, which in turn would take us to the area near Lookout Point. "You gotta promise not to tell anyone else if I tell you!" she warned, holding up her finger. "Sure. I promise." "I wanted to be in class with these two," Stacey grinned as she put her hands on both Kelsey's and Amanda's shoulders. "Why did you ... oh," I said, suddenly understanding. All three girls giggled loudly. "You wanted them that badly, huh?" "Yes, I did. And do." Stacey smiled. I merged onto the highway and cruised along at about 65 mph, until Stacey said, "Come on Damon, punch it a little!" "I don't really want to get a ticket," I said, shaking my head. "Who cares about tickets? I'll pay all of them! Come on, please? I'll make it worth your while later," she grinned. I sighed deeply, then I hit the accelerator, the V8 growling deeply while the car surged ahead. I am so fucking easy, I thought wryly. All it takes is one girl to offer me poon, and there I go. I sped up until we were going 85, then eased off. "Faster!" Stacey whooped from the back seat. "I'd rather not get my car impounded, Stacey. Besides, Dad would fucking kill me if he knew I was breaking the law this badly." "Oh, alright," she sighed. "I guess you gotta do what your dad tells you." "Speaking of Dads, what did yours think about you flunking deliberately?" "He doesn't know I did it deliberately, so don't you dare ever tell him!" "I won't," I promised. "But he can't have been happy with it, right?" "No, he wasn't, and neither was my mom. Or my brother, for that matter. They threatened to put me back in private school." "You're still here, so you must have persuaded them otherwise?" "Uh-huh. I made them a promise my grades would get better, and I agreed to being under a private tutor for two hours a day." "Two hours? Wow." "Yeah, it kinda sucks, but oh well. She's a nice enough lady, and we usually only spend an hour studying anyways." "It definitely helped your grades," Amanda said fondly, turning around so she could look at her friends on the back seat. "Yeah, it did! Straight A's now!" Stacey giggled. "You said they threatened to put you back in private school," I noted. "Were you in private school before?" "Yes, my freshman and sophomore years," she said, sighing. "It was so boring! I just pouted until Daddy let me go to public school." "Wouldn't you have gotten a better education in private school?" "Probably, but what does that matter? I can go to any college I want, and afterwards I'll do whatever I want to do. It's not like I have to work to make a living. I've been thinking about maybe going to college in Europe, that could be fun. What about you guys?" she asked with a smile. "Damon and I have been thinking about going to UCLA," Kelsey said. "So you can spend more time with Melissa?" Stacey asked. "Yeah, I miss her a lot. It'd be fun to get to spend nights and weekends with her whenever we want to, rather than just one or two weekends a year." "Okay. What about you Amanda?" "I don't really know yet, to be honest," Amanda said, shrugging her shoulders. "I may go to UCLA, or I may try for Florida. Or Arizona State. I just haven't made up my mind yet. If Damon and Kelsey go to UCLA, I'll probably go there too." "If you don't go to UCLA, why don't you come with me to Europe?" Amanda smiled as she patted my leg. "I think I'd want to be a bit closer to my boyfriend than that." "Yeah I guess so. If you're all going to UCLA, maybe I'll just go with you. It'd be fun to hang out together, all of us. We could invite Carynne too, and Mikaela. Oh, and then we could get a huge apartment, and live in it together! That'd be so much fun!" she said, her voice growing more excited as she went on. "What do you think, Damon?" I glanced at her in the rear view mirror, but didn't say anything. "You think I'm a spoiled brat, don't you?" she said softly. "No, it's not that," I said, shaking my head. "It's just hard for me to relate to, you know? The way you can just talk about colleges as if you're already accepted; if Kel and I want to get into UCLA, we gotta work really hard to get that scholarship." "Yeah, I think I know what you mean. I'm sorry, I don't want to seem like some airheaded twit who just throws Daddy's money around. Even though I probably do come off like that." I smiled at her. "You actually do, yes." She sighed. "Oh well, there are worse things to be seen as, I guess. I'm not going to apologize for who I am, or for the fact that my dad is rich." "So why did you go public school and not some other private school if the first one was so boring?" I asked, trying to change the subject. "Because I wanted to be on a good cheerleading squad. I love cheerleading, and the private schools around here have sucky-ass squads!" I nodded in understanding. Our school had a reputation for cheerleading excellence, probably rivaled only by Westmore. Then I frowned as I realized something. "Wait, wouldn't they have kicked you off the squad if you flunked your junior year?" She nodded. "They did, but I didn't mind so much, because Kel and Amanda were still in JV then. I knew they'd be promoted up to Varsity once they became juniors, so after I flunked and had to redo my junior year, I re-applied to be on the squad." "And they let you?" "It helps if you offer to throw a few fundraisers," she grinned. "But they made me try out again first before they'd let me back on. Fortunately I'm not just a spoiled rich girl, I'm also a pretty good cheerleader, so I got through those without a problem!" I shook my head at her with a laugh. Though she used her father's money to get herself out of all her predicaments, there didn't seem to be any bad thoughts or maliciousness behind her actions. I found I actually quite liked her. "So then you were all on Varsity together? And in class together?" I asked. "Yup," Kelsey answered before Stacey could. "And you hit it off straight away?" "Oh, hell no!" Stacey giggled. "After I had done all that work to get in the same class with them, and to be let back on the Varsity squad, neither of them would give me the time of day!" "What? Why?" I asked, totally surprised. "We thought she was a rich bitch and an airhead!" Kelsey giggled. "Yeah, we didn't much like it when she was let back on Varsity with just a try-out, despite having flunked," Amanda chimed in. "So I had to work hard to win them over," Stacey said, smiling fondly at both girls. "But you obviously did," I said. "Yeah, after awhile they couldn't resist my wily charms!" Stacey giggled. "She was really very sweet to us. Always asking how we were doing, coming over to sit with us in the cafeteria, offering to give us rides to school. It was hard to stay aloof with her," Kelsey said, smiling. Amanda nodded. "I think the ice really broke when she invited us to Discovery's opening party in person. She had just sent written invitations to everyone else, but she came over and shyly asked us if we would please come." "So we did," Kelsey continued. "We had a lot of fun, and she was always hanging around us, introducing us to her brother, and her other friends and such. Then she hugged us and thanked us for coming once the party was over. That's when we knew she had us." I grinned. "But she didn't really have you, yet, did she?" "Not in that way, no," Amanda grinned. "That came later." I looked at Amanda so expectantly that she burst into laughter. "What?" Kelsey asked. "He looks like a little puppy, eager for a treat," Amanda giggled, smiling sweetly at me. "Well, come on, I wanna know!" I grinned. "Do you want to tell him, Kel? It's mostly your story, after all," Amanda said. "Sure. Is it okay with you, Stace?" Kelsey asked her tall, blonde friend. "Of course, baby. I thought you had already told him, actually." "Not yet, but I guess this is as good a time as any," my sister said. "Okay, so basically what happened is that the three of us started becoming really good friends. We were in a lot of classes together, we cheered together, and of course we hung out together a lot. Stacey invited us over to her house all the time, and we just really liked spending time with each other." Stacey nodded. "I knew I'd picked well when I decided I wanted you two to be my friends." "You wanted us to be more than that, though!" Amanda accused teasingly. "Yes, I did, but if I couldn't have that, I was happy to have you just as my friends." "Anyways, one afternoon during Fall break, Stacey asked me if I wanted to come over for a slumber party that night. I figured, sure, it'll be fun to be in her house with a ton of girls, so I happily said yes. Imagine my surprise when I show up that night, and the only one there is Stacey!" Kelsey continued. "You weren't there, Amanda?" I asked. "No," Amanda said, shaking her head. "Mom and I had gone to a family reunion in Colorado for the week." "I figured it'd be easier for me to seduce just one of you first, rather than try to get you both at the same time," Stacey admitted with a naughty grin. "Huh, I never knew that. You're so sneaky!" Kelsey exclaimed. "Well, I was a little nervous at first, but I soon relaxed, and we watched some movies and stuff. By the end of the night, we were lying right next to each other on Stacey's bed, and when the movie ended, she turned the TV off and turned to me. We just looked at each other for a few moments, not saying anything, then she kissed me!" "Quite a surprise I take it?" I grinned. "Yah! I mean, hello? I asked her what the hell she was doing, and she—" "I said that I really liked you, and that I wanted to get to know you more intimately," Stacey interrupted, her face practically glowing from her sassy smile. "Oh, you liar!" Kelsey gasped. "That's not what you said! You said you wanted to fuck my brains out until I screamed!" "Well, if you want to put it that way," Stacey giggled. "Oh God! What happened, what happened? Come on, will you two please keep telling the story?" I pouted. "Your sister played hard to get for a few more moments, but she was getting really excited, so I knew I had her. I could smell her delicious little pussy getting wet, and I just kept persisting until she finally relented." "Then what?" "Then I taught her how to fuck another girl. Over and over again, the entire night!" Stacey grinned. "Yeah, but how? What did you two do?" I moaned, my cock a rod of aching steel in my pants. I was desperate to hear more. "How about instead of telling you, I just show you?" Stacey said hungrily. I was about to ask what she meant by that when I heard my sister squeak, then moan, and I quickly glanced behind me. Stacey was almost on top of Kelsey, her hands slipping underneath my sister's flippy skirt while their tongues were wrestling eagerly. "Damon, will you please watch the road?" Amanda asked nervously, and I quickly turned my head back the way it was supposed to be, correcting our course which would have had us crash into the guardrail in a matter of seconds. "Sorry, baby!" I said. "It's okay, I know you're distracted," Amanda said sweetly as she kept glancing over at the backseat. "Shit, I wish I could watch!" I growled. A trucker I passed to my right gave a loud honk, and I saw him throw a thumbs-up in my rear view mirror, causing me to grin like an idiot. Not everyone had two smoking hot girls working each other over in the back seat, obviously. The moans and grunts from the back seat were getting louder, and I kept sneaking peeks over my shoulder as often as I could. Kelsey's t-shirt was pulled up to her shoulders and Stacey was eagerly sucking on my sister's nipples, which were rock hard. The blonde's hand had found its way underneath my sister's skirt and was frigging rapidly, causing Kelsey to moan and squirm in pleasure. "Damn!" I exclaimed as my cock formed a massive tent in my jeans. Amanda noticed and leaned close, softly stroking her hand over my bulge. "Mmmm, it seems like you're enjoying what's happening back there," she sighed. She hungrily stared at my pole while licking her lips. I grunted my agreement, not trusting my voice to not squeak if I said anything. "Do you think you can handle it if I suck you off while you're driving?" Amanda asked, her eyes burning hotly. "Oh God!" I squeaked. "Is that a yes?" Amanda giggled. "I honestly don't know, sweetheart," I said nervously. My cock was almost prancing around in my boxers at the thought of being sucked off, but I really didn't want to plant my car, and all its occupants, head on into a semi. "You know how I lose it when you suck me. It's probably not the safest thing to do." "Maybe we should wait then. We can fool around once we get to Lookout Point." "Okay." I nodded, my eyes continuously shifting between the road and the back seat, or rather, the two girls that were loudly going at it. I groaned delightedly at the little whimpers coming out of my sister's mouth while Stacey fingered her. "Do you mind if I play with myself, though?" Amanda asked, her voice quivering. She was obviously getting just as horny from watching Stacey and Kelsey as I was. "Hell no!" I exclaimed, grinning at her. She gave me a wonderfully cute grin, then she opened her shorts and seductively slid her hand inside. Soon she was squirming and moaning in the front seat, her hand rapidly frigging her pussy. We drove for a few minutes, nobody saying anything, though the car was filled with moans and whimpers from Amanda and Kelsey. The smell of their wet little cunts was making me delirious, and my stomach actually ached because of it. I had to fight the urge to pull over right there and just fuck both of them. "Are we almost there?" Amanda moaned after awhile, biting her lower lip in almost the exact same fashion my sister did. I briefly thought to myself how remarkable—and cute—it was that Amanda and Kelsey mimicked so many of each others' mannerisms. "About ten more minutes or so to the exit, then it's another fifteen on the mountain path." "I better stop then; otherwise, I'll cum long before we get there," she sighed a little petulantly. "You don't have to stop for me, baby," I said quickly, kind of hoping she'd continue. "It's okay." She smiled sweetly. "I want to cum when I have your cock in me." I smiled back at her, and we were both quiet for a bit as we watched the picturesque countryside and listened to the moans and heavy panting of the girls behind us. "Oh God, Stace, lick my clit! You're gonna make me cum!" Kelsey mewled from the back seat after a few minutes. Stacey just growled and continued her assault on my sister's slit, loud sloppy noises reverberating through the car. Amanda turned around in her seat after struggling with her seatbelt for a few seconds. As she gazed at her two friends getting each other off, her eyes were shining brightly, and she kept fidgeting, obviously getting very horny. "Yes, yes, yes ... right there ... oh fuck yes!" my sister squealed, thundering into a massive orgasm. From the corner of my eye I saw a clear stream of her cum spray through my car, splashing against Amanda's chair and actually managing to hit her; she giggled happily as Kelsey's cum shot onto her striped polo. I heard my sister moan and grunt while she came, her noise accompanied by that of Stacey sucking hungrily on her cunt and presumably drinking all her cunt juice. I wished I could turn around and watch, but traffic was pretty heavy, and I didn't want to cause any accidents, so I settled for just listening and fervently wishing it was me who was drinking Kelsey's cum. My sister's orgasm seemed to last a long time before she finally relaxed with a loud sigh. Amanda turned back around and gave me a dirty grin. "Are you okay?" she asked, her eyes locked on the bulge in my shorts. "Yeah, I'm just going out of my fucking mind," I groaned. "I need to fuck soon, or I'm going to blow in my shorts!" "That will never happen while I'm around," she said determinedly. "I will always suck or fuck the cum out of your balls when I'm with you." I wiggled around in my seat, trying to keep from having my cock snap in half, and gave her a grateful smile. "Are you sure you don't want me to suck you off?" Amanda asked hotly, and I shivered with lust at the hunger I could hear in her voice. She desperately wanted my cum in her mouth. I nodded with a small gulp. "Yeah, baby, I'm just too worried I won't be able to drive the car if you do." She sighed disappointedly, but nodded anyways. "I want your cum though." "You'll get a huge load at Lookout Point. Trust me," I promised. "Good. I want you to fill up my pussy with it," she moaned hotly, writhing as she again put her hand in her shorts, fingering herself for a little bit until she looked back at me with her face all flushed. "I'm so close to cumming, I'm just going to burst all over your cock once you get it in me!" "Christ!" I growled, rubbing my cock through my shorts with the palm of my right hand. I could feel how wet my boxers were from my precum, and I was slowly losing my mind with horniness. My other hand shook on the wheel, causing the car to shimmy a little. Amanda leaned over and licked her tongue wetly over my ear. "I'll stop teasing you now, so you can drive," she whispered. "Aw, dangit!" I grinned. She giggled and sat back in her seat, occasionally glancing at the back seat where Kelsey and Stacey were still going at it, at least if the moans and grunts were anything to go by. "So, did you hook up with Stacey and Kelsey like right after they got together?" I asked. I moved back to the right lane so I could take the exit in about two miles. I needed a diversion, any kind of diversion, to distract me from what was happening on the back seat. "No, that took several weeks, actually. I suspected something was going on between the two of them, but I didn't really know for sure, and I didn't want to make any accusations. Besides, I figured if there was, it wasn't really any of my business anyways. But then when the three of us were together at Stacey's place, they admitted it," Amanda said. "Were you freaked out?" "No, not at all. I actually thought it was kinda hot," she giggled. "They said they'd love to demonstrate for me, and I thought that was even hotter, so I gladly let them show me." "Did you join in?" "I just watched them at first, but I got really horny from seeing Stacey just ravage Kelsey over and over again, so after fifteen minutes or so I asked them if I could play too." "And they were all too happy to let you, huh?" "Oh yeah!" she grinned. "It was amazing though. I came so hard when Stacey ate me out. And I think I almost fainted when I saw Kelsey squirt for the first time!" "I know, I felt the same way. It's so unbelievably hot!" "I agree. She's amazing," Amanda said, and I smiled as I heard the love for my sister in her voice. "You know, Kelsey told me that the two of you were together one night and just started kissing and that's how it happened." Amanda grinned. "Technically she's right, because that's how our first time together happened. Just the two of us by ourselves. That was a few weeks after Stacey had seduced me." "The two of you didn't fuck each other that night?" "No, Stacey just ravaged us both! Then after Kel and I had messed around, we started doing real threesomes." "Oh God," I groaned. Amanda was grinning proudly at my obvious discomfort. "So when it was the three of you, was there anyone else that joined in too?" "Not for awhile. We sort of checked the waters in the rest of the squad, but nobody really seemed suitable. At least until Carynne showed up." "When did she transfer again? Sometime last year?" "Yeah, in December. She joined varsity cheer a few weeks later, and everyone just loved her. She's very to the point, but also just terribly sweet. And how can you not love someone so cute and adorable?" Amanda giggled. I shrugged my shoulders with a small grin. I had to admit that Carynne was just a gorgeous little doll. A little fuck-doll. "When did you seduce her into your group?" Amanda laughed loudly. "We didn't have to seduce her at all. She came on to Stacey within a week of being on the squad!" "You're kidding?" She shook her head. "No, I'm not. Anyways, Carynne and Stacey hit it off big time, and about two weeks later the four of us got together. As soon as Stacey admitted she was fucking Kelsey and I, Carynne wanted to join." "Wow, she moves fast." "It's because she's an alien," Amanda giggled. "What?" I asked, my face an amused frown. "She's always so horny and so eager for sex, it's inhuman. We're all convinced she has to be some kind of fuck-alien, sent to earth to gauge the sexual drive of mankind." "Or at least of the local cheerleaders, huh?" "That could be it too!" She laughed. "Kelsey says that you are the most insatiable girl in the squad, though?" She shrugged. "Once you get me going, I might be, yeah. But there are some times when I'm just not really in the mood for sex." "Really?" I asked, a little surprised. "Uh-huh. You just haven't seen them yet, because you make me so horny! Carynne, though, she'll never, ever say no to it. She always wants it, and is always ready for it." I grinned at her as I took the exit, beginning the beautiful scenic drive up towards Lookout Point. Amanda alerted the two horny girls on the back seat, and they both looked up, oohing and aahing at the gorgeous fall foliage for a whole minute before they went right back at each other. After about ten minutes of driving along the winding route—as well as another orgasm from my sister—I saw a car standing alongside the road with its blinkers on. Since the location the driver had stopped at was fairly dangerous, I pulled over in front of him and stopped too. "What's up?" Stacey asked curiously, lifting her head from my sister's lap. Her chin and cheeks were glistening with Kelsey's juice, and I groaned softly at the thought of licking it off her. "I'm going to go see if those people need help, or want me to call a tow truck or something," I said. "Be careful," Amanda said, throwing me one of her gorgeous smiles. I nodded at her, then I got out, quickly walking over to the stalled car. Coming at it from the front I could see their right front tire was completely shredded. As I approached the driver's door, the window rolled down, and a guy around my age stuck his head out. "Hey, do you need some hel..." I started, but then quickly stopped as I saw who it was: Cameron, one of the football players, and a member of Jeff's gang of goons. I was pretty sure he'd been there when Jeff had beaten me up last Saturday, but even if not, I had never liked the sack of shit. "Richards, what the hell are you doing here?" he asked with a frown. "Taking my friends out for a drive. Is that okay with you?" I grunted. "Whatever man." He shrugged. I saw a shape move in the back seat and suddenly the back door popped open and Tubby spilled out. Everyone called him Tubby because he had the shape of a pear. Somehow he managed to be good enough at football to be let on the team despite being such a fat tub of lard. He was hurriedly trying to get his pants back on. As he stumbled to right himself, I saw a much more alluring pair of legs stick out, and a girl who couldn't have been much more than a sophomore stepped out to straighten her skirt and put her blouse back in order. "Hey, are you okay?" I asked the girl, feeling worried for her. The asshole attitude of the football team was legendary in our school, and she was here, alone, with two of the biggest dipshits on the whole team. I really wouldn't put it past them to have taken her here to rape her. "Yes, I'm fine, why?" she asked with a slight blush. Her face was curious, as if she was trying to figure out if she knew me. "Did these two assholes fuck you?" I asked pointedly. "No," she said, starting to blush furiously. "How about you mind your own fucking business, Richards?" Cameron snarled. "Stroke off, fuckwit," I snapped at him. Tubby had finally managed to button his pants over his spare-tire gut and was now eyeing me menacingly. I glanced over at the girl and asked, "Do you want to ride home with us?" She gave me a perplexed frown. "I don't even know you, why would I want to ride home with you?" "Dammit Richards, I told you to fuck off!" Cameron said, opening his door and getting out. "Fine, whatever. Good luck with that flat," I said. I resolutely turned around, walking back to my own car without glancing back. I hoped they'd be stuck for the rest of the week. I felt a little worried for the girl, but if she wanted to stay with these two idiots, that was her decision, and her mistake. "They didn't need any help?" Amanda asked as I got back into the car. "They wouldn't take any," I growled. I started my car back up and took off with squealing tires. ------- When we finally reached Lookout Point, I had calmed down somewhat and shared in the girls' enthusiasm for the beauty of the place. Lookout Point was named for its magnificent view over the hills below the mountain side, and its incredibly scenic forests. Early in the fall, the foliage displayed a vibrant package of wildly diverging colors, and when the sun swept over it it created a dazzling display that drew thousands of people to see it. As the season moved on, however, it kind of lost its luster and as a result the tourists tended to stay away, which made it a perfect location for kids our age to go for some quality 'alone time.' We stopped at a small, wooden cabin that served as a convenience store and bought some ice cream cones, then we drove around the area to find ourselves a nice, quiet place. After a few minutes, I pulled off onto a side road that lead to a small clearing. It was a beautiful spot, completely bathed in the sun's golden light, and it was empty except for us. We all smiled eagerly at each other as we got out. As soon as they got out, Kelsey and Stacey walked to the front of my car. "Lie down for me, sweetie," Stacey said. "And show me your sexy tummy." My sister nodded and nimbly climbed up on the hood of my car, then lay down, facing up. She slowly pulled up her pink t-shirt and exposed her tummy. I let out a groan of delight at the sight of how magnificently toned it was. There truly wasn't a single blemish anywhere on her body. "It's a little warm," Kelsey said, wriggling a little on the hood of my car. Her t-shirt was scrunched up underneath her breasts, propping them up so they looked even more firm than they already were. Her nipples were poking firmly through the thin material, and it was easy to see she wasn't wearing a bra. "I can fix that for you," Stacey said with a devious smirk, right before she dropped her ice cream cone onto Kelsey's bare stomach. "Stacey!" Kelsey shrieked, her body shivering and popping goosebumps all over. The ice cream began melting almost straight away, slow trickles running in every direction across my sister's delectable skin. "Oh my God, that's cold!" "Should we get it off you then?" Stacey said teasingly. "Yes please!" my sister giggled, shivering excitedly. Stacey grinned as she bent down, letting her tongue run across my sister's tummy. Amanda quickly joined her friends, her tongue dabbing at Kelsey's belly button, trying to lick out the ice cream that had oozed inside. Kelsey was squirming and squealing with delight under the tongues of the two gorgeous girls, who took great care to lick her tummy as slowly and sensually as possible. My cock, already strained from all the fooling around that had been going on in my car, was nearly tearing my pants off my ass, and I moved over to stand beside Amanda, running my hand gently across her back. Amanda briefly looked up from her torment of my sister's tummy and grinned at me. "Get your cock out for me?" she pleaded. I threw a quick glance over at Stacey, but my desire to fuck handily won out over my desire to have at least a shred of modesty, and I quickly unzipped my pants and pulled my boxers down. My cock almost jumped out as soon as I uncovered it. It swayed a bit before Amanda grabbed it; she wrapped her hand around it and started tugging sensually. "Do you want some ice cream?" she asked mischievously, and I nodded quickly, bending down and putting my tongue on my sister's tummy. The feel of her hot skin in combination with the cold ice made me shiver with joy, and Kelsey groaned in pleasure. "I knew Carynne was right about you two," Stacey said with a pert grin. "You're fucking, aren't you?" "Yes," Kelsey moaned while I ticklishly lapped my tongue across the length of her stomach. Her hand tangled in my hair and gently rubbed my scalp. I circled my tongue completely around her belly twice, then stood back up, smiling at Stacey. "That's really hot!" Stacey breathed. "I'm so jealous of you, Kelsey! You get to mess around with him whenever you want, you lucky slut!" My sister gazed at her friend, a satisfied little smile on her face. "I know I'm lucky. He's so good in bed, he just makes me cum over and over!" Stacey groaned at my sister's words. "Kel, I want to fuck him. I want to fuck your brother!" "No! He's mine, and you can't have him!" Amanda fake-scowled at her tall, blonde friend, though she dissolved into giggles in just a few seconds. "Awww, come on, Amanda! Can I please fuck him? Please? Can I fuck your boyfriend?" Stacey begged. "Make Kelsey scream as she cums, and I'll think about it," Amanda said with a devious smile. Throughout it all I stood there with my mouth wide open, in awe of the discussion the girls were having. They were trading me off like a slab of beef, and I had to admit I thought it was kinky as fuck. My cock jumped in Amanda's grip at the thought of fucking Stacey. "Mmmm, gladly," Stacey moaned. She grabbed my sister's legs and pulled Kelsey towards her. No sooner was my sister facing the tall blonde when Stacey slid Kelsey's skirt up onto her hips, then bent her face down between my sister's legs. I grinned happily when it became obvious that my wonderful, slutty sister had again chosen not to wear any panties. "Oh yes, eat me!" Kelsey groaned as Stacey's tongue slithered over her cunt, licking rapidly and driving deep between her pussy lips. "Damon, put your cock in me, please; I want to cum all over your cock!" Amanda begged me, her hand tugging rapidly along my shaft. I nodded and quickly moved behind her, reaching around her to unbutton her shorts. Trying to slide them down was quite a challenge, however. They were so tight that they tenaciously clung to her hips, and my efforts were making her giggle. "Dear God, how do you get these things on in the morning?" I grunted as I pulled and tugged on the sides of her shorts. "With a lot of patience," Amanda grinned. "Do they look good on me, though?" "Fuck yeah," I growled, my eyes roving over Amanda's amazingly curvy ass; her shorts were so tight they looked like they were painted onto her. I grit my teeth and roughly tugged, yanked and tore at her pants until they finally, grudgingly, slid down her wonderful butt. Like my sister, she wasn't wearing any panties, and I sighed in appreciation of that fact. "Fuck me, please," she begged, bending over across the hood of my car with her ass high up in the air. I grabbed my cock and placed it at the entrance to her cunt. I rubbed my cockhead through her slit a few times, then slowly pushed forward, my prick easily forcing her open. We both groaned as I slid my entire length inside her in one easy stroke. She was so wet it was like slipping my cock into a tub of hot, creamy butter. It was magnificent. As soon as I bottomed out, I pulled back, and her pussy walls clenched in an effort to retain me. I put my hands on Amanda's sexy, curvy hips and gripped her tightly. "Are you ready for it, honey?" I ask, my voice cracking. "Oh yes, nail me!" Amanda mewled, and before she was even finished talking I lunged forward, impaling her on my shaft. "Fuck me!" she squealed, causing both Stacey and Kelsey to look at her with big, happy grins. There was no finesse, no tenderness in my actions, just plain animal lust. I roughly jammed my cock in and out of her glorious cunt, over and over again. After the third stroke, it was soaked with her pussy juice, and I barely encountered any resistance on my thrusts inside her drenched cunt. Shivering under the force of my thrusts, Amanda slowly scooted over until her face was right beside Stacey's. Without even being asked, Stacey quickly moved aside a little, letting her friend join in the fun of eating out my sister's juicy cunt. The sight of the two incredible goddesses eagerly grazing on Kelsey's pussy lips made me think I was dreaming, and I blinked my eyes a few times to make sure that I wasn't. I settled into a steady rhythm, thrusting the length of my cock smoothly inside Amanda's velvety cunt, her perfect ass cheeks jiggling a bit every time my pelvis slammed into her. My unbelievable girlfriend was letting out quick, short grunts on every stroke of my cock, muttering how much she loved being fucked by me. Then she enthusiastically continued licking my sister's pussy. Kelsey was quivering on top of my car, the relentless attack from her two friends' tongues slowly but surely driving her crazy. She was kneading her own tits, squeezing them roughly with her hands and rolling her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. They were harder than I'd ever seen, evidence of just how horny she was. I moved Amanda a little closer to Stacey, both girls still bent over to graze on my sister's cunt, and I reached out and grabbed the tall blonde's skirt, sliding it upward along her marvelously slender legs. She flicked me a quick grin before she returned her attention to that juicy pussy in front of her, wiggling her butt at me. No sooner did Stacey's naked ass come into view, or I groaned out loud. "Jesus, are none of you wearing any underwear?" The girls all giggled in unison, and Amanda turned her head towards me. "Why would we wear underwear if we knew you were going to fuck us?" she asked. "You knew you were going to fuck me?" I asked, a bit surprised. "Of course. Did you really think all we wanted to do was drive around in your car?" Amanda grinned. "We've been talking about wanting your cum all day!" "I guess that settles the question of whether you're going to let Stacey fuck me, huh?" I chortled. "You didn't really think that was ever in doubt, did you?" Stacey asked. "Apparently not!" I laughed. I grabbed Amanda's hips harder and redoubled my efforts. My fantastic girlfriend moaned while I savagely fucked her, my balls banging against her cunt on every stroke. I slid my hand across Stacey's ass, marveling at the smooth, firm feel of her cheeks. Her ass was every inch as perfect as those of the other two girls. I teasingly slid lower until I reached her pussy, and I groaned as I felt how hot it was. Without hesitation I slid a finger inside, grinning as the tall blonde moaned appreciatively. "Stacey, put a finger in my ass, please!" my sister moaned as she shuddered, her body clearly close to cumming. I slowed my pace in Amanda's slit so I could let her focus on Kelsey's pussy. Amanda was slurping joyfully on my sister's twat, her tongue diddling on Kelsey's clit, while Stacey slowly drove her middle finger up Kelsey's ass. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" Kelsey groaned, her body starting to clench tightly. Amanda and Stacey increased their pace in nailing my slutty sister's holes, their fingers almost a blur. Kelsey shivered for a few more seconds, then she tensed up, her back arching in climax. "Fuck!" she screamed at the top of her lungs as a wonderful wave of her cum gushed out of her cunt, splashing all over Amanda's face. Stacey quickly put her face besides my girlfriend's and stuck her tongue out, eager to catch my sister's next spray. It only took a second for a second squirt of juice to erupt out of my sister's slit, and it drenched both Amanda and Stacey. Both girls giggled loudly, then they turned towards each other and licked the cum off each other's chins. Kelsey was bucking madly, and she rapidly rubbed her clit with her hand, several smaller squirts of her cum oozing out of her before one final squirt actually launched over the heads of her friends, splashing on their backs. Completely spent, Kelsey fell back down onto the hood with a loud bang, making me wince a little. Amanda and Stacey were making out almost feverishly, their tongues wrestling with each other. Their hair was wet from the huge waves of cunt gush my sister had fired on them. I debated letting them kiss each other while I came inside Amanda's pussy, but I wanted her a bit closer. I pulled my cock out of her, to her obvious disapproval if her pouty moan was anything to go by, and pulled her against me. "Turn around, gorgeous," I said softly. Amanda quickly did as I instructed, and I grabbed her striped polo shirt and lifted it up, ordering her to lift her arms. She smiled gleefully at my orders, and my heart thudded heavily as I stripped her naked except for her sneakers. I kissed her, tasting my sister's cum on her tongue, while at the same time cupping my hands underneath her perfect ass. While she moaned into my mouth and had her tongue wrestle with mine, I lifted her up easily and moved her to just an inch above my cock. "Are you going to fuck me like this?" Amanda moaned hotly, her eyes sparkling with desire. "Like we did in the shower?" "Yeah," I growled right before I began to lower her. She quickly wrapped her legs around my waist as the head of my cock slid against her soaked pussy lips. Without any resistance worth mentioning, my cock slipped inside her, easily penetrating her hot folds. "Mmmm fuck, this feels so good," Amanda said softly, a small flush on her cheekbones once I bottomed out inside her. She put her arms around my neck, holding herself steady. "I want to cum in you," I moaned, and she quickly nodded. "Do it! I want to feel your cum in my pussy!" "Is this a private party, or can anyone join in?" Stacey grinned. She walked up behind Amanda, reaching around my girlfriend to cup her tits; then, she teasingly trailed her tongue along Amanda's neck, causing my girlfriend to shiver in my arms. I began to circle my cock in Amanda's slit, scraping against her pussy walls. Amanda tried to hump up and down, though it wasn't easy for her to do so without anything to push off against. I firmly clenched her ass in my hands and started raising her up a little, then I let her back down with a loud sigh. Amanda leaned in and fiercely bit my earlobe, her warm breath tickling my skin. "Fuck me. Fuck me like you fucked your little slut sister yesterday! Fuck me 'till I scream!" she moaned. I groaned in pleasure as I increased my pace, lifting her up and letting her fall down on my shaft over and over. My cock was starting to throb almost angrily, and I knew I was just moments away from exploding. "Fuck her Damon! Your cock looks so fucking good going in that tight cunt of hers!" Stacey grinned, her hands dancing over Amanda's body, rubbing and teasing everywhere they could. She dipped her left hand lower and began to rub on Amanda's clit, causing my girlfriend to mewl loudly at the combined sensation of my cock and Stacey's fingers. Kelsey was watching us intently, a big smile on her face. As ever, she had her bottom lip caught between her teeth, and she was gently rubbing her own cunt. The excited glint in her eyes showed me how much she was enjoying the scene in front of her. Amanda was bucking wildly in my arms, obviously close to cumming, and I grinned as I continued my pace, my cock shoving deeply inside her cunt. Her breathing became harder and more abrupt, until suddenly she grabbed both my arms. "Fuck me!" Amanda squealed, and I felt a wave of her pussy juice wash over my cock as she came in my arms. Her pussy clenched and pulsed on my shaft, and her head lolled back. I smiled at her while her body trembled in my arms, her eyes clenched shut throughout her orgasm. "I knew that would set her off!" Stacey said with a delighted grin. I gave her a questioning look. "Your sister is not the only one who really likes getting a finger up her ass!" she giggled. She gave Amanda a few soft kisses on her cheeks, then she began to lick my girlfriend's neck. "Did you put a finger up her ass, Stace?" Kelsey asked hotly, her hand rubbing her naked pussy underneath her skirt. "Yes, all the way to the knuckle," Stacey said. "Her ass is so tight and hot! You wouldn't believe how it feels around my finger." "I'm pretty sure I know how it feels!" Kelsey grinned. "I meant your brother, silly!" Stacey giggled. "Although he'd probably want to shove something else up that tight ass!" "Damn!" I growled, my cock shivering with desire deep inside Amanda's cunt. Amanda slowly recovered from her orgasm, letting out small moans and whimpers. Her eyes were gleaming with joy, and soon she began to clench and unclench her pussy around my shaft again. "Mmmm, your cock and her finger feel so good inside me!" "Yeah, do you like that, baby?" I sighed. "Do you like a finger in your ass? Do you like having both your pussy and your ass filled up?" "Yes!" Amanda hissed. She humped against us, her body shivering ecstatically from her lust. Her nipples were hard as rocks, and they rubbed against my chest while I jammed my cock completely into her cunt. "Stacey, put another finger in me!" she groaned. Stacey's grin grew positively vicious, and teasingly slow she began to slide another finger up my girlfriend's ass. Amanda's ass was so tight that two fingers began to stretch her, and I felt Stacey's fingers wriggle against the thin membrane that separated them from my cock. The strange but delicious feeling just made me plunder her cunt even harder. "Oh, God you guys!" Amanda grunted as she got impaled on my cock and Stacey's fingers, her wonderful tits bouncing enticingly on every stroke. I was jabbing my hips forward on every bounce, and the full length of my cock drove completely inside her cunt. Mercilessly, Stacey and I nailed Amanda, the gorgeous blonde slut bouncing up and down in my arms while her holes were plundered. Stacey's grin was ecstatic, and she rapidly jabbed her arm up and down, her fingers banging Amanda's asshole. My cock, meanwhile, was thrusting completely in and out of that glorious cunt on every stroke, my balls wildly dancing around. I diverted my gaze back to my sister again for a moment, and I let out a sigh of desire at the sight of her frantically fingering her own pussy. Her pink cunt was glistening beautifully with her own juice, reflecting the sunlight. She was moaning continuously, obviously getting close to another orgasm. "Stacey, I want you to..." I groaned, the words dying on my lips. My heart was pounding in my chest like a sledgehammer at the dirty thought I had, but my intense fucking was leaving me breathless. "What? Come on, tell me! I'll do anything!" Stacey moaned, her face flushed from her own excitement. "Put your ... put some fingers in Kelsey's ass too. I want you to finger both their asses!" I sighed. "Oh, I like that!" Stacey groaned. She turned a little so she could look at both Amanda and Kelsey, then reached out for my sister's ass. Kelsey gave me a happy grin as she watched Stacey's hand reach out for her ass. She bit her lip with anticipation, almost shivering on top my car as she waited for Stacey to finger her ass. When Stacey finally shoved her finger inside, my sister let out a long, delighted squeal. "God, I can't believe what dirty sluts we are," Amanda moaned. She was leaning on me with a tired, though very happy look on her face, the incessant fucking in both her holes obviously wearing her out. "You girls are fucking amazing," I groaned, meaning every word. I increased my pace even further, and my cock was almost a blur as it plowed Amanda's tight cunt. Stacey fingered both her friends up their assholes while she had the dirtiest, most delighted smile I'd ever seen. Her attention was constantly shifting from one girl to the other, and her arms were pumping like pistons as she fingered both girls up their asses. "Oh fuck, Stacey, harder! Fuck my ass harder!" Kelsey screamed, shivering on the hood of my car with her own fingers almost buzzing on her pussy. "Cum for me baby, spray your cum all over me!" Stacey giggled, licking her lips while staring at my sister. I briefly paused from fucking Amanda to watch Kelsey begin to buck, her body arching again in that now quite familiar way as she again plunged into orgasm. A long, thin stream of my sister's cum exploded out of her cunt, wetly splattering all over Stacey's arm. The tall blonde laughed delightedly while Kelsey came, shivering, on the hood of my car. Several more pulses of her crystal clear cunt juice burst out of her, soaking her legs, her skirt, Stacey's arm and parts of the hood while she squealed loudly. Amanda moaned petulantly, and I gave her an apologetic smile, then I started fucking her again. My eyes were still locked on the wonder that was my sister cumming, however. Another squirt flew out of Kelsey's pussy before she finally collapsed, her body slowly sliding down the hood. Stacey pulled her fingers out of my sister's ass then rubbed them across Kelsey's cunt, soaking them in Kelsey's ample cunt gush. She then brought them to her lips and sucked eagerly, moaning in delight at the taste of my sister's cum. "Have you tasted your sister's cum, Damon?" the tall blonde asked me, a wicked look on her face. "Uh-huh," I grinned, with Amanda bouncing up and down in my arms on my cock. "Do you want more?" "Yeah!" I said eagerly, watching as Stacey slid her two fingers deep inside Kelsey's slit, pumping them up and down a few times. Then she pulled them out, and I felt my stomach clench hungrily when I saw them glisten with my sister's cunt juice. Stacey held her fingers up between Amanda and I. "Lick them, both of you. I want to watch you lick Kelsey's cum off my fingers," she hissed. The two of us both stuck our tongues out, slurping and sucking on Stacey's fingers to her obvious delight—if her giggles were anything to go by. My sister's cum tasted delicious, as always, and Amanda and I both grinned happily as we cleaned off the fingers between us. Our tongues touched and soon we were kissing each other more than we were sucking Stacey's fingers clean. "I'm so close, fuck me, please. Fuck me hard," Amanda moaned, and I upped my pace until I was almost bouncing from banging the blonde goddess up and down on my pole. At the same time, I felt Stacey increase the pace of her fingers in Amanda's ass, both of us absolutely savaging her hot, tight holes. Amanda was wildly shaking her head, her long hair flying around, and a soft wail burst from her throat. "She's cumming again, Damon. Fuck her harder! Make her explode all over your cock!" Stacey commanded, her eyes practically burning holes into me. Amanda's forehead touched mine, and our eyes gazed deeply into each other, then we both exploded. I let out a long howl of joy as my cum erupted from my cock, spraying deeply inside her fantastic pussy. At the same time, I felt her wetness flood over me, coating my shaft and leaking down onto my balls, then dripping along my legs. Though Amanda never squirted like my sister did, her orgasms were no less juicy, and soon our excited groans were accompanied by the lusciously wet sounds of my cock plundering a soaked pussy. Amanda's hands grabbed my hair and roughly pulled on it, our tongues flashing against each other while my cum shot deeply inside her cunt. I lost count of the amount of times my cock pulsed, but I knew that I was firing at least half a dozen creamy ropes of sperm inside her while small gushes of her own cum kept spurting over my shaft. "Mmmm, fill her up. Fill that tight pussy with your jizz!" Stacy moaned in between softly nibbling on Amanda's naked shoulder. As my orgasm began to wind down, I staggered, and I might have dropped Amanda if not for Stacey quickly lending a hand, locking her arms around Amanda's chest, just underneath her tits and holding her up. Together we gently let Amanda down right beside my car, and she leaned against it, completely drained. Stacey quickly knelt in front of my girlfriend and buried her face in Amanda's slit. I saw her tongue flash out repeatedly, and with loud moans of appreciation she ate the combined cum from my Amanda's pussy. "Mmmm, fuck!" Amanda moaned, her legs shivering as Stacey's tongue skillfully lapped across her pussy. I wrapped my arm around her waist and held her up while we both watched the tall blonde lick her. Kelsey got up on her knees on the hood and leaned against me, peeking over my shoulder at Stacey eating Amanda out. She giggled happily and sucked on my earlobe. "Was this fun?" she asked lightly, letting her hand reach around me and grab my shaft. "Fuck yes!" I said, my mind nearly blown by the sex we'd just had. "Is it just going to get crazier and crazier with you two?" "Maybe," my sister said, after which she kissed my neck. "Do you want it to?" "Yes," I moaned. "Do you want all of us? All the girls at once?" I turned my head and looked at her, my mouth hanging open in disbelief. "I'll take that as a yes!" Kelsey grinned moving her kisses to my forehead. "He looks like a fish out of water!" she said to Amanda. Amanda giggled, though it was intermixed with a moan as Stacey was still eagerly slurping away on her pussy. "Are you being serious?" I asked. "Sure," Kelsey said, shrugging. "We don't mind sharing you, do we, Amanda?" I turned my head towards Amanda, just in time to see a flicker pass over her face. Was it doubt? Her smile quickly returned, however, and she said, "Not at all." "Baby, if you don't want me to do this, just say so, okay?" I told her quietly. "I don't want to lose you over some crazy sexual Olympics." She smiled sweetly and gave me an encouraging nod. "Don't worry, I'm fine. It'll be fun to see the girls tear you to shreds! You'll be a broken, drained husk by the time we're all done with you!" "We'll see about that!" I scoffed bravely, though I knew she was right. I couldn't even keep up with Kelsey and Amanda when it was just the two of them. Adding in their friends would likely be the death of me ... I couldn't wait to try it! "How do you know the girls actually want to fuck me?" I asked. "Ha!" Stacey laughed as she withdrew her face from Amanda's cunt. "You're joking, right?" "Oh?" "Stop playing so innocent! You know I'd love to fuck you; you know Carynne wants to fuck you. and you're already fucking these two little sluts, so that only leaves Mikaela. And she's already said she wants you to fuck her tits!" I got a satisfied smirk on my face as I stared at the cum-covered blonde in front of me. "Okay, so you found me out. It was fun to hear you say it, though." "Yeah? What part in particular did you like?" I quickly glanced at both Kelsey and Amanda, and they just grinned and nodded. I returned my gaze to Stacey and said, "The part where you said you'd love to fuck me." "Mmmm, I would. I'd love to have that big cock of yours pound me," Stacey moaned, her hand reaching out and grabbing my cock. She started to slowly stroke it, and I growled low in my throat as it quickly got hard again. She looked deep into my eyes. "I want it up my ass." I stared at her, my breath sticking in my throat. "I can't do you up your ass, Stacey." "What? Why not?" she asked with a pretty little pout. "Well, because Amanda ... she..." I stammered. Amanda stared at me for a few seconds, then she said, "He can fuck your ass, Stacey." I gave her a surprised look and she leaned in and kissed my lips, whispering, "It's okay. Go nuts on her, she wants it. I don't mind, I promise." "Mmmm, I really want to watch you fuck her ass, Damon," my sister said hotly as again she had her fingers under her skirt, while running her free hand through my hair. I shrugged my shoulders while I laughed, as if helpless to stop what was coming. "I guess there's nothing for me to do but to fuck your ass then, Stacey." Her eyes were a blazing inferno. "Good! I've been wanting your cock up my ass since we were in Discovery last Saturday!" I smiled dirtily at her, watching her turn around in front of me. Her hands lifted up her skirt, exposing her magnificent ass to me again. I saw her pussy glisten with her own moistness, and her little asshole looked perfect, both waiting to be thoroughly ravaged by my cock. My shaft was rock hard again and throbbing heavily, eager to be let into this gorgeous cheerleader's body. I spit in my fist and lubed it with my saliva, getting ready to nail the crap out of the gorgeous, tall blonde. The cellphone going off seemed tremendously loud in the quiet clearing, and all four of us jumped a little, startled. We began to laugh as we looked at each other to see who the culprit was, but those laughs quickly vanished when we realized it was actually none of our cellphones that was ringing. It was someone else's. I quickly looked around, trying to figure out where the sound was coming from. Right as the ring tone got cut off, I spied a guy standing behind a clump of trees, about fifty feet away from us. He was holding his cellphone to his ear and seemed to be nodding, though when he saw me watching at him he quickly ducked out of sight. I quickly zipped up my pants while the girls also got their clothes somewhat back in order. "Probably just some pervert," I growled, mightily annoyed that my fuck with Stacey was being interrupted. "Hey asshole, how about you go fucking peep somewhere else!" I yelled at the guy. No reply came, and I was just about ready to walk over there when I heard the sound of a car coming up the road that lead to this clearing. I sighed irritably; most likely it would be people who wanted to hang out here, thereby negating any opportunity for further fucking. The girls, too, seemed to realize that our fun was being cut short, and their faces showed their displeasure clearly. As the noise of the car came closer, I realized it was actually two cars, and they seemed to be coming up pretty damn fast. I got a confused frown on my face. Why would anyone drive this fast on such a narrow road? When the cars burst onto the clearing, I immediately understood, and I felt my heart sink. The first car I recognized as the one that had held Cameron, Tubby and the girl in it when I had stopped to see if they needed help before. The other one belonged to Jeff. Both cars quickly pulled up in front of us, doing a fairly good job of blocking off any attempt I might have made at getting back into the car and driving off. Not that I was planning on it, since Dad would kill me twice as gruesomely for denting his car as he would for me fucking his daughter. With a satisfied smirk, Jeff got out of his car, three of his buddies following him. Tubby got out of the other car, and I suddenly realized who had been behind the tree. Sure enough, Cameron quickly came running over, a wide grin on his face as he joined the rest of the gang. They came to a stop about twenty feet away from us. "Did you enjoy the show, you fucking turd?" Stacey angrily snarled at Cameron. "Yeah, I did!" he sneered. "Too bad Jeff called to let me know he was here, otherwise I could have watched you get fucked too, you slut! Of course, it was nothing compared to watching Damon here fool around with his own sister!" "No fucking way?" Jeff gasped. He stared at Cameron, obviously flabbergasted. "Yeah man! I thought for sure he was gonna fuck her, but they did plenty of other stuff!" Cameron laughed. "Did you take any pictures?" "No, I was too far away for my crappy cellphone's camera, but I saw it plain as day! She was jerking him off!" I clenched my teeth as I debated charging the asshole and decking him, but being outnumbered six to one—or six to four if I wanted to count the three small cheerleaders on my side—didn't seem like good odds. "What do you want, Jeff?" I sighed wearily. Jeff turned back to me and grinned evilly. "Well, well, Damon is messing around with his own sister. Who'd have thought that?" "I'm not fucking her, and it's none of your fucking business anyways. What do you want?" I repeated, a low growl in my throat. Maybe if I charged him and crushed his eyeballs with my thumbs, the rest of his buddies would flee? "I wouldn't mind a go at your sister!" Cameron howled, clearly amused with himself. "Oh, just come try it, limp dick. I'll bite your pathetic little cock off if it gets within two feet of me!" Kelsey hissed. "Still as feisty as ever," Jeff grinned. "Don't worry, honey, we're not here for you." "If you're here for my brother, you're here for me!" Kelsey snapped warningly. "Oh, but I'm not here for your brother either!" Kelsey and I threw each other a bewildered glance. Amanda, too, had a similar expression on her face, though it was interspersed with worry. She remembered the events of the college party as well as I did, I imagined. In fact, the only one of us who seemed remarkably calm was Stacey. "Well, what the fuck do you want then?" I asked, a feeling of dread settling in my stomach. "I'm here for our precious captain of the cheerleading squad," Jeff gloated. "Really?" Stacey said lightly. "I'd be honored if you were even half a man, but considering the fact that you again brought five of your buddies with you to face one guy and three girls, I'm going to say that half a man is probably overestimating your manhood by ... a half." "Very funny, bitch!" Jeff growled as his face darkened. "Because of your bullshit with Coach, me and the guys have been benched for three games!" "Pity. I was hoping you'd have been benched for the rest of the year," Stacey smirked. "Stacey, we probably shouldn't antagonize them," I said quietly. She threw me a quick glance and shrugged, as if to say there was nothing to worry. I wished I shared her optimism. "Anyways, I had been on my way here to help Cameron with his flat tire, when he called me to tell me that the four of you were headed up here. So after switching out his flat, we decided to see if opportunity was knocking, and now here we are!" Jeff grinned. "Yes, you are indeed. The air has gotten quite rancid now that you unwashed shitheads are here," Stacey sniffed. "You won't be so full of jokes when we beat the crap out of you!" Jeff snarled. "And you're not going to tell anybody about that, or we'll just find you and do it again!" Stacey let out a small giggle. "You just have no idea who I am, do you?" "You're the bitch that got me benched, and now it's time for payback!" Before Stacey could reply, I asked, "So is that it, Jeff? Is that your plan? You're no longer going to beat up me, you're going to take five of your buddies and beat up one girl?" I asked, a distasteful look on my face. I couldn't believe what a fucking asshole he was! Beating up a girl? You had to be lower than a cockroach to even think of doing that. "You can either stay out of it, Richards, or you can get your ass kicked too. Your swimming buddies aren't here to help you now!" he warned. "Yeah, like that's going to happen. I'm just going to sit here and watch you beat up a girl. One of my friends, no less. You really have shit for brains, don't you?" "Fuck this, beat him up too!" Jeff growled, and his five buddies started walking towards us. "The three of you, get behind the car. If they come near you, run away," I said quickly. I stepped forward to meet Jeff and his gang. I knew it was useless; there was no way I could take on even two football players—much less six—at the same time, but I'd die before I'd let them hurt any of the girls. "I'm not letting you fight them alone!" Kelsey said determinedly, and she came to stand beside me. "Me either!" Amanda said, no less determined, as she walked up beside my sister. "Get the hell out of here!" I snarled at them. Kelsey just shook her head stubbornly and stood her ground, her face scowling, while Amanda didn't even bother to reply. "Looks like you've got some trouble in your camp, Richards," Jeff laughed. "Maybe you need to fuck your sister a little harder, and she'll obey you better!" "He's mine!" Kelsey spat. "I'm going to rip his fucking balls off!" She was clenching her small fists so hard that her knuckles were turning bright white. "This is your last chance to walk away, Jeff," Stacey said as she looked almost bored with what was happening. "Get in your cars and fuck off, and we'll forget this ever happened." The six football players laughed loudly. "Nice try, Skywalker, but that shit only works in the movies!" Cameron grinned. "You realize that you're about to commit assault, don't you?" Stacey asked. She still seemed completely unfazed while I was almost starting to break out in hives from worry over my sister and her two friends. "It's the word of you four against the six of us. Besides, I have witnesses that will state I was nowhere near this place when you got beat up," Jeff said, shrugging unconcernedly. "Fine. Don't say I didn't warn you," Stacey said, shrugging. She held up her hand quite demonstratively, which made Jeff's buddies pause for a second. Stacey appeared to be holding something, but nobody could make out what it was. The guys hesitated for another second, then when nothing happened, they laughed and came forward again. Jeff had almost reached me and suddenly he rushed forward, throwing a wild haymaker at my face. I was caught off-guard by the move and only barely managed to duck, the blow glancing off the top of my head. I ducked down and rammed my shoulder into his stomach in a classic tackle, taking him down to the ground. Immediately I felt one of the other guys grab my shirt, trying to yank me off of him. "Damon!" Kelsey screamed, and a red haze began to surge over my eyes. I wouldn't be able to protect the girls, but at least I could end Jeff's miserable fucking existence. My hands began to search out his throat, his face, anything. Anger roared through me, and I fully intended to kill him. Suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, two black SUVs burst into the clearing, their speed almost double of what Jeff and his goons had been going at. They pulled into perfect slides as they came to a screeching halt right next to Jeff's car. Before anyone really knew what was happening, eight beefy guys, clad in what seemed to be very expensive black suits and designer sunglasses, charged out of the cars, running up to the football players. Despite the suits, it was easy to see they were all in tremendous shape, and each of them cut a very imposing sight. Stunned by the appearance of the group of newcomers, the guys on Jeff's side stood silently as they each were grabbed by one of the men and were held in place, quite easily it seeemed. One of them roughly yanked me off Jeff, and I briefly had a sense of deja-vu as I thought back of the college party, when the bouncer had pulled me off Jeff in quite a similar fashion. "Jonathan, no! He's my friend!" Stacey said quickly, and the guy immediately let me go. Then he grabbed Jeff and hauled him to his feet. "That one, however, is the dipshit who thought he could just beat us up like that," she scowled. The guy I presumed was Jonathan took his sunglasses off, and I was surprised to see he was probably in his early to mid twenties, not that much older than the rest of us, his dark hair cut short in a crew cut. "So you think you're a real tough guy by threatening to beat up a few girls and one guy, is that it, hotshot?" he barked at Jeff, getting right in his face. To Jeff's credit, he was unafraid. Unfortunately for him, that lead to him making what would perhaps be the dumbest decision in his life, as he attempted to headbutt Jonathan. Jonathan ducked his face out of the way, though Jeff's forehead still glanced off his nose. Jonathan's knees buckled for a brief second, then he quickly regained his stance. He wiped the back of his hand across his nose; when he saw it come away with blood, his eyes almost glowed with fury. Jeff came in with a right hook, and Jonathan blocked it effortlessly with his left arm, his own right fist launching out at blinding speed, catching Jeff full in the jaw. I heard my former best friend grunt loudly as he took a staggering step back, his look suddenly weary. Jeff's buddies were trying to come to their friend's aid, but the seven other well dressed men easily contained them, making sure there'd be no interference. Tubby tried to swing at one of the men, and got punched in the face for his troubles. His knees buckled, and it was only because the man held him up that he didn't fall down like a bag of cement. Jeff lunged forward and tried to tackle Jonathan, who sidestepped almost contemptuously, driving his knee into Jeff's side. Jeff went down with a groan and rolled away, quickly trying to get back to his feet until he tripped and sprawled comically. "Jeff, give it up! You can't win!" I yelled at him, but he spat at me as he scrambled back to his feet, then came at Jonathan again, throwing a quick left-right combo. Again he hit nothing but arm and air, and suddenly Jonathan's fists were in his face, exploding against him so quickly I had trouble actually seeing the blows. Three, four, five punches were delivered to Jeff's face in rapid succession, followed by a body shot to the kidney, then a powerful roundhouse kick to his ribs. Jeff, unable to defend himself from the onslaught, caught every punch and the final kick, and he simply keeled over and fell on the ground, almost knocked unconscious. I could see several angry welts start to appear on his face. Jonathan stepped forward, apparently determined to finish the fight, and I quickly ran at him and grabbed his arm. He jerked his head around, ominously staring at me, but I just shook my head and said, "Come on, man. I think he's had enough." His eyes flicked over to Stacey, who apparently agreed to my instructions, and he quickly stood down. He turned towards the rest of Jeff's buddies and growled, "Anyone else want to fucking play? Now's the time to step up!" Each of the football players shuffled their feet and looked anywhere but Jonathan's furious face. They were obviously scared to death. A few people in school had occasionally stood up to them, but nothing ever like this. "Bunch of tough shits, threatening a few teen girls and a single guy while there's six of you! Fuckers like you make me fucking sick!" he snarled as he spat on the ground right in front of them. His fellow men-in-black grumbled their agreement. Stacey quickly ran up to Jonathan and touched his arm gently, her face shining with a beautiful smile. "Thank you, Jonathan," she said warmly. "You're welcome, Sta ... miss Winterton." he said, catching himself. "Did they hurt you?" "No, you got here just in time. Thank you for responding so quickly!" she beamed. "Just doing our jobs, miss," he said, shrugging. "What do you want us to do with them?" "Do?" Stacey said, looking confused. "Oh, nothing. Let them go." "Are you sure?" "Yes," she said determinedly. "What, did you want to beat all of them up?" "It might make them think twice before they come at you again," he said, somewhat philosophically. "Hmmm. Somehow I don't think we have to worry about that," Stacey said darkly as she walked over to Jeff, who was still groaning and rolling around on the ground. "Listen to me, you fucking bastard. This is the absolute last time that I ever want to see your stupid fucking face again, do you hear me? From now on you will leave us alone. That includes Damon, Kelsey, Amanda, and everyone else in our squad, as well as me." "Fuck you, bitch!" Jeff groaned softly, obviously in pain. "I'm going to sue you for assault!" Stacey laughed loudly at that. "You're going to sue me? Even though you attacked first, and I have a dozen witnesses who will testify to that?" "We weren't gonna do nothing!" Jeff lied through clenched teeth. "Oh, right! Well, I'd advise you to think it over, Jeff. If you sue me, or any of us, we'll sue you right back, and I'm willing to bet that my dad can afford much, much better lawyers than you can." "Yeah? And who the fuck is your dad supposed to be?" he hissed contemptuously. "Karl Winterton. You might know him; he owns Winterton Oil," Stacey said with an icy smile. Jeff's face turned pale white as he stared at Stacey in utter fear. He suddenly seemed to realize who she really was and just what he'd gotten himself into, and he swallowed loudly. "Do you understand me, Jeff?" He nodded quickly. "Yes," he said softly. "Good. Now, you are going to get those sacks of shit you call your friends and get the hell out of here. You are not going to bother us ever again, and you aren't ever going to tell anyone about what you think you saw here today, do you understand me? If one of you ever so much as breathes a word about this, I'm sure I can find a reason for Jonathan to come have another talk with you!" she snarled, then she motioned for the other men to release Jeff's buddies. The five football players quickly ran over, helping Jeff to get up, then they ran to their cars, got in and tore off with screeching tires. "I sure hope he listens this time," Kelsey said angrily. "I'm getting really tired of that asshole." "I think he got the message," Stacey said confidently, shrugging her shoulders. "And if not, well, Jonathan's just a push of a button away." "What do you mean?" I asked, frowning at her. She smiled as she held up what looked like a small key fob. It was basically a gray piece of plastic, with one big, red button on it. "What is that?" "It's my panic button. I hit that, and Jonathan and his guys come to my rescue!" she explained, again smiling warmly at the young man. "So he's your bodyguard?" I asked, looking over at Jonathan who was wiping away the blood that was still coming out of his nose. I briefly wondered if he'd broken it, but he seemed not to care if he had. "Yes. They all are, actually." "You have eight bodyguards?!" I asked in surprise. "Yes. Unfortunately." "Do they follow you everywhere?" "Pretty much," she sighed. "It's a real pain sometimes, but it's what my dad wants. I'd be much happier if I just had Jonathan, but whenever I'm away from home, he insists on two teams." "Why?" "Because I'm an easy target for kidnappers," she said matter-of-factly with a slight shrug. My brain just spun at that realization. "So all they do is just watch you all day?" "Yup." "Even at school?" Before Stacey could answer, Jonathan said, "We're actually not allowed into the school while we're armed, so we stay outside. One of us is in the school's security room at all times to monitor the cameras though." "You guys are armed?" I gasped. Jonathan nodded as he pulled open the left side of his suit jacket, showing off the holster underneath his armpit. "It'd be kinda hard to protect her against baddies with guns otherwise, don't you think?" "Wow..." I said, feeling a bit lightheaded. "Has anyone ever attempted to kidnap you?" "No," Stacey said, shaking her head. "At least not that I'm aware of." She looked at Jonathan, and he, too, shook his head. "Hey," I said, as I thought of something. "If they follow you everywhere, were they there last Saturday?" Stacey frowned for a second, then she realized what I was saying, and she nodded. "Yes, they were. They were parked about a block away, so they can try to remain inconspicuous. I had to beg Daddy for that, because if it was up to him they'd just walk around me all the time, shielding me from sunlight!" "Huh. So why did they..." I said, leaving it hanging as I began to blush. I felt like an ungrateful shit, but if there'd been eight obviously well trained guys around, I couldn't figure out why they hadn't come to my aid when Jeff and his goons beat me up. "Not help you?" Jonathan interjected before Stacey could answer. I nodded, and he continued, "We're under orders to only protect Stac ... miss Winterton. Also, I didn't actually realize it was you who was out there fighting until your friends had already showed up. I'd have helped you out otherwise." "I was on my way to get them when Erik and the others got outside," Stacey explained. I nodded and gave her a hesitant smile. "I'm sorry, Stacey. I didn't mean to sound ungrateful." "It's okay," she said, returning the smile. "I would have used my panic button, but I think I'd dropped it somewhere upstairs." Kelsey giggled at that. "You were a bit too busy, huh?" "Yeah," the tall blonde said with a sultry smile. "Daddy gave me a ton of grief for losing it, too." "This world you live in is unbelievable!" I said. She shrugged. "It's more annoying than anything, really. But it was either agree to this, or Daddy would have never let me into public school, so it's definitely worth the trade-off!" she said. She gave Amanda and Kelsey a naughty grin, and the girls both giggled. "We should go, miss Winterton," Jonathan said. "Go? Go where?" Stacey asked, puzzled. "After you hit your panic button, I am under orders to take you straight home." "Huh? Jeff and his guys have already fled. There's no danger anymore?" "That may be, miss, but my orders still stand," he said resolutely. Stacey looked at the three of us with longing. "But..." "I'm sorry. I'm just doing what I'm paid to do." "Can't you please just leave me here with my friends?" Stacey asked, her voice suddenly dripping honey. "Please Jonathan?" A small flicker of something passed over his face, but then his stoic mask returned. "I'm sorry. I have orders to take you back home." "Well, I'm ordering you to leave me right here, so how's that?" she said challengingly. He actually got a small grin on his face. "You don't pay me, miss; your dad does." "I pay you in other ways?" she grinned, licking her lips sensually. I had to restrain my laughter as Jonathan got a huge blush on his face, but he quickly shook his head. "Come on, Stacey ... don't make this any harder than it has to be. Please?" "Oh, fine!" she grumped, throwing her hands up in surrender. She walked over to Kelsey and Amanda and gave them each a big hug and a kiss, thanking them for the wonderful time we'd had. After kissing the girls, Stacey came up to me. To my surprise, she gave me a long, sultry kiss. From the corner of my eye, I saw Jonathan's face pull into a slight frown. "I'll see you soon, Damon," she whispered in my ear. "And when I do, I want your cock up my ass." I gasped at her as she walked off with her bodyguards, all of them quickly getting back into their vehicles and taking off, leaving the three of us by ourselves. "Did you know about her bodyguards?" I asked the girls. "We've noticed them on occasion," Amanda said. "But we've never seen them in action like that. It was really impressive!" "And now we know who Stacey's been fucking on her staff," Kelsey giggled. "Jonathan? You think so?" Amanda asked, a grin on her face. "Oh come on! It was so obvious! He's definitely been in her pants!" "Jesus, is there anyone she doesn't fuck?" I said, feeling a bit flustered. "Coach Walters, this guy, the girls on her squad? Anyone else?" "Probably. Besides, soon you'll be on that list too," Kelsey grinned. "She's gonna want that fuck from you." "Are you sure you're okay with it, Amanda?" I asked, a bit worriedly. "Yes, I am," Amanda said. "Like I said, I don't mind sharing you with her. Or with the rest of the girls on the squad." "Please don't take this the wrong way, Amanda, but why?" "Because I love them," she said with a shrug, as if that explained it. "I love having sex with them, and I love having sex with you. Why wouldn't I want to share you with the girls I love?" I just gaped at her with a dumbfounded expression, trying to wrap my mind around what she was saying. Kelsey began to giggle. "He looks like you just asked him to crack the DaVinci Code!" Amanda put her hand in front of her mouth to try and hide her own laughter, but she failed miserably. I glared at my sister for a few moments, trying to be angry, but her beautiful, giggling face made it impossible, and I quickly started laughing too. "What about her wanting me to fuck her up the ass?" I asked after a few moments. "What about it?" Amanda asked. "You said you wanted to be the first in everything." "Ah, but I really wouldn't be the first to get your cock up my ass, now would I?" Amanda challenged, giving Kelsey and I a teasing grin. Kelsey and I both shuffled our feet, trying hard not to give anything away, but we knew we'd been busted. We stood under Amanda's gaze for a few seconds, then Kelsey exclaimed, "How did you know?" "The way he reacted earlier when I talked about fucking a girl up the ass. He gave you a quick glance that basically told me everything I needed," Amanda giggled. "I'm sorry, Amanda," Kelsey said in a very small voice. Amanda walked over to my sister and engulfed her in a big hug, kissing her forehead. "Baby, I don't want you to be sorry. In fact, I did that whole thing for you." "What do you mean?" Kelsey asked, clearly not understanding. I felt much the same way myself. "The only reason I forbid you to do things is because I know how much you love doing them anyways." "Huh?" "Like Sunday, when you sucked Damon's cock. Tell me you didn't get a thrill from doing that, even though I'd told you not to." Kelsey blushed, but she got a small grin on her face and nodded. Amanda smiled. "So the whole thing of 'I want it first' was just more of that. I figured you wouldn't listen to me anyways, and you'd get a real kick out of doing it sneakily." "Why didn't you at least tell me?" I asked Amanda. "Because you'd have just used it to encourage Kelsey to do stuff with you, which isn't what I wanted. I wanted her to do it on her own, sneakily, because I knew it would just make her more horny!" Amanda grinned. "Did it work?" "Fuck, did it ever! She fucked me to shreds!" I said happily while Kelsey blushed even harder. "Did you like fucking your horny sister up her ass, Damon?" Amanda breathed. "Yes!" I growled, my cock staggering at the memory of how it had felt to be buried deeply inside Kelsey's ass, feeling her squeeze and clench it with that hot, tight hole of hers. "Did you like it, Kelsey, you little slut?" Amanda grinned as she spanked my sister's ass hard. "Ow! Yes, I did," Kelsey breathed softly. "Good. I'm glad you both had such fun. Now, when do I get your cock up my ass?" Amanda asked resolutely. "I think I'm gonna faint!" I joked, and both girls laughed loudly. "I'd love to fuck your ass, Amanda, but I think we should probably get going." "Yeah, the mood is kinda busted here anyways," Kelsey agreed. We quickly got ourselves completely dressed, then we got back into my car. Kelsey took the back seat again while Amanda sat beside me, and we drove leisurely along the winding road that took us back to the highway. "I don't think I could handle having eight men always following me around," Amanda said after awhile. "It's amazing how well Stacey puts up with it." Kelsey snorted. "Whatever! You'd love having eight guys chase you all the time, admit it!" she teased. Amanda grinned at my sister. "You know what I mean, you little brat!" "It does seem like something right out of Hollywood, doesn't it?" I remarked, throwing my support behind Amanda. "Do they really never leave her alone?" "When she's home they do, because then it's just their home security people that watch her. But once she leaves, no, they're always following her," Amanda said, sounding a little sad. "It's really hard on her sometimes." "Remember when she snuck out of school last year?" Kelsey giggled. "Without telling them where she was going?" Amanda grinned. "She got in so much trouble over that!" "What happened?" I asked curiously. "She was really fed up with being followed by them all the time, so she climbed out of a classroom window and snuck off through the underbrush. She hitched a ride with one of the seniors, and they went to go have a bite to eat at Dotty's." "I bet that pissed her bodyguards off to no end?" "They actually didn't mind that much, but her dad was livid. He kept her home for a week, and she had to really beg him to be allowed back to school." "He's a bit overprotective of his daughter, isn't he?" Amanda nodded. "You can't really blame him, though. I'm sure there's plenty of bad people who'd love to kidnap her for ransom money." "I'm glad we don't have to live our lives like that," I said somberly. "Me too. Plus, I like being able to fuck my brother!" Kelsey grinned. I smiled at my sister in the mirror. "I like being able to fuck you too. Why would you not be able to if you were Stacey?" "Ewww, because Roger is just ... ewww!" Kelsey said, shuddering. "He's not that unattractive!" Amanda objected while grinning at Kelsey. "Whatever! You can have him! I'll stick with this hunk here," Kelsey giggled, reaching around my seat and running her hands across my chest. "I'm trying to drive, Kel. Which would go better if you'd stop doing that!" I warned. "Spoilsport!" she said, licking across my ear before sitting back down on the seat. "So what are we doing now?" Amanda asked, her eyes blazing. "Because I'm still horny as hell." "You're always horny," Kelsey said with a teasing smile. "Oh, and I suppose you're fully satisfied now?" Amanda challenged. "No, I'm not," Kelsey admitted. "Especially since I didn't get fucked!" "You got fucked up your ass last night, you dirty slut! You don't have any right to complain," Amanda quipped. Kelsey stuck her tongue out at her lover, and they both dissolved into more giggles. "I think I should actually go home," I said once they had both quieted down again. "Oh, no, really?" Amanda said sadly. "I'm sorry, honey. I'm still grounded, and I'll probably get chewed out as it is. Do you want to come home with us?" "Didn't you tell him?" Amanda asked my sister. "Tell him what? Oh crap!" Kelsey said, obviously remembering something. "What?" I asked. "We're babysitting the Ferris girls tonight," Amanda said. "We gotta be there at seven." "Oh," I said, a surge of disappointment sweeping through me. I looked at the clock and saw it was 5.43pm. "We better hurry then, huh?" "Can you drop us off at their house, Damon?" my sister asked. "Sure. Aren't your clothes going to be a bit of a problem, though?" I asked pointedly. They were both wearing pretty sexy and revealing clothing, after all. "No, they won't be," Kelsey said confidently. "You know, if you weren't grounded we could sneak you into their house with us and have some fun." "Stupid grounding!" Amanda grumped. "I've never understood what good it's supposed to do anyways!" "Me either," I sighed. "So do you two get naughty in the Ferris' house?" "Every chance we get," Kelsey giggled. "Their little girls are adorable, and they sleep like roses. So Amanda and I often have time to go exploring." Amanda's grin was positively naughty. "We found a little hidden box in their closet two weeks ago. It had all sorts of fun toys in it." "Like what?" I breathed, images of big dildos and strap-ons floating through my mind. "There was one vibrator that seemed to only be able to go at rocket speed," Kelsey moaned. "I had that in my pussy, and I think I squirted literally everywhere in their bathroom." "Oh God. Was it hot, Amanda?" I groaned. "Oh yeah!" my girlfriend grinned. "She wouldn't stop cumming, it was amazing! I was completely soaked by the time we were done, and I think we were cleaning up for half an hour, if not more." Kelsey grinned proudly. "Then we took a small vibrating egg, and I put that in Amanda's pussy while I ate her out on their bed!" "Jesus," I groaned, shaking my head in disbelief. "You fucked on their bed? Isn't that a bit disrespectful?" Kelsey shrugged. "I think the wife has the hots for both of us and really wouldn't mind seeing either, or both of us, in their bedroom with her and her hubby." "You're kidding!" "No, I'm not. Amanda?" "She's not kidding," Amanda agreed. "She always tells us how beautiful we are, and how hot we look if we wear short skirts and stuff. She gave me a soft kiss once, right on my lips. I think she's definitely horny for us." I shivered at the thought of some MILF fucking my girlfriend and my sister. "So are you going to do something with her? Or with both of them?" "I don't know." Amanda shrugged. "They're sweet and all, but her husband is not exactly hot." "No, he's not," Kelsey agreed. "Middle aged, slightly balding, beer belly ... Ewww!" I grinned at my sister. "Not the kind of guy that turns you on, Kel?" "You know damn well what kind of guy turns me on, you doofus!" she grinned. My proud smile practically split my face, causing both girls to laugh. "But the wife?" "She's actually very beautiful," Amanda said. "I think she said she's Italian or something? Very voluptuous, gorgeous black hair, tall, she's definitely hot." "You wouldn't mind getting your hands on her, huh?" I teased. "No," she grinned. "But I think she's really angling for the 'Couples Seduce Teens' scenario." "How do you know about Couples Seduce Teens?" "We saw it in your porn stash," Kelsey said cheekily. I felt myself blush fiercely, causing both girls to laugh again. I got back onto the highway, and we cruised in silence for a little while, though Amanda got a call from Stacey, and she and Kelsey both talked with their friend about a routine they were hoping to learn in time for the State Cheerleading Championships. From what they were saying, the girls felt they had a pretty good chance of finishing in the top three. A while later we got back to town, and with directions from Kelsey I soon dropped the girls off at the Ferris' house. We exchanged long kisses, though my kiss with Kelsey was surreptitious so that the neighbors wouldn't see. "Will you come pick us up when we're done tonight?" Kelsey asked me. "Sure. Do you need a ride home then, Amanda?" I asked. "No, I think I'll come with you two tonight. My mom is working a double shift, and I don't like being alone." "Cool!" Kelsey grinned. "We might be able to sneak in some hot fucking then too." "We need to be very careful though, Kel," I said in a serious tone. "I'm sure that Dad is at least beginning to suspect something." Kelsey shrugged, seemingly unconcerned. "We'll wait until they've gone to bed and fuck in your room again. Unless we scream our lungs out, they won't hear us." I nodded a little hesitantly. After our two close encounters with Dad, I wanted to avoid fucking in the house as much as possible, but if the choice was between fucking in the house or not fucking at all, then fucking in the house it was. I waved at the girls as I drove off, catching a glimpse of a beautiful woman who I guessed to be in her early thirties, wearing a stunning, black formal dress, opening the door for Kelsey and Amanda. She seemed very happy to see them, maybe even more so because of their skimpy clothing. Visions of the two girls being fucked to pieces by what I assumed was Mrs. Ferris filled my mind on my drive home. ------- As I pulled into our driveway at home, my heart sank. Dad's police cruiser was parked in its usual spot, meaning he was home. I'd hoped to be able to come home without him having noticed I was gone for so long; being grounded likely didn't mean you could just leave for several hours. I briefly considered trying to sneak into the house, but discarded that idea as Dad was simply too observant to not see or hear me. Which made me wonder why he hadn't figured out what Kelsey and I had been doing when he nearly discovered us twice. Kelsey's lie in the garage had been solid, but it was Dad's job to ferret out lies daily, and he was pretty damn good at it. I couldn't shake the feeling that he had given into Kelsey's explanation way too easily. He was waiting for me in the kitchen with a big scowl on his face as I walked in. "Hey Dad," I said softly. "Don't you 'hey Dad' me, son. Where the hell have you been?" he asked, his voice terse. "I went to pick up the car, and then I had to drive Kelsey and Amanda over to the Ferris' house, because they're babysitting tonight." "I could have done that. You're supposed to be grounded, remember?" "Yeah, but Dad ... I was already in that part of town anyways. It was just a short detour to get them here." I grimaced as soon as I said it, knowing he'd pick up on the obvious lie straight away. "If it was such a short detour, why did it take you nearly four hours to come home after school?" he said, much like I'd expected. "Uh ... we wound up talking with a couple of friends of theirs and kind of lost track of time," I lied, feeling my heart pounding in my chest. I had little worry that he'd somehow ferret out that we'd been group fucking at Lookout Point, but I knew that I couldn't really come up with a reasonable explanation for being so late. I again wished Kelsey was with me; she'd be able to lie her way out in a heartbeat. "Really? You lost track of time for four hours?" he said darkly. "I'm of half a mind to take that car away from you, Damon. If you're not going to listen to your mom and I when we ground you, I'm not sure you deserve the privilege of having a car." "Aw, Dad, come on! I'm sorry. I promise it won't happen again," I said. "What's that on your elbow?" he asked suddenly, his eyes focusing like an auto-zoom lens. "What?" I twisted my arm and looked at the sleeve of my shirt. Sure enough, there was a big dirt stain there, that I had probably picked up from when I was wrestling with Jeff. "Eh, that's eh..." "Were you fighting again?" he asked, his face now pulled into a scowl. "No! I fell, actually, at school. Didn't watch where I was going and bumped into another student, fell down, landed on my elbow. It's pretty sore actually. I hope it'll heal before Saturday otherwise Coach will eat me alive," I stammered, much too quickly. He sighed and shook his head. "Damon, if you're going to keep lying to me, I'm not going to be able to trust you anymore, with anything. Now, I'm going to give you one last chance to tell me the truth, otherwise..." he left it hanging. I sighed and nodded. Swallowing deeply, I said, "Kelsey, Amanda, Stacey and I went to Lookout Point. They wanted to go for a ride in my car, and we hung out there for awhile." "Stacey? You mean Winterton? The oil guy's daughter?" "Yeah." "I didn't know you two were friends?" "Well, we're not, really," I said, feeling myself blush. We weren't friends, but I had been inches away from driving my cock inside her asshole. "She's best friends with Kelsey and Amanda though, so that's how I know her." "How did you pay for your car?" I stood silently, my mind racing while a creepy cold settled into my stomach. How did I get money to pay for my car? I came up with—and discarded—several ideas, each one more harebrained than the other. As the silence continued, his eyes turned darker. "You better not have stolen that money, son!" he said, his voice turning ominous. "Jesus, dad, of course I didn't steal the fucking money!" I exclaimed, shocked that he'd even think that. "Watch your mouth, boy!" "Sorry," I mumbled. I rapidly felt myself losing ground, and I wished to God he'd stop grilling me as I shuffled in front of him uncomfortably. "Where did you get the money for your car?" he repeated after I'd been quiet for a few moments. "I borrowed it," I said quietly. "You borrowed it? From who? Who has that much money ... ah ... let me guess, Stacey?" "Yeah." "You borrowed money from the oil magnate's daughter? To pay for your car?" "Yeah." "Why?" I gave him a puzzled look. "Why? What do you mean, why?" "I mean, why did you feel the need to borrow money from her?" "Well..." I sputtered. "How else was I going to pay for it, Dad? Nobody else I know has that much money." "I know. I thought we had agreed Tuesday that we'd look into selling the car and buying you something smaller? "We did?" I asked, a bit flustered. "All I remember is that we said that might be a possibility. I didn't know we had made that decision already." "Well, it's the one thing that made sense. Now Stacey has paid for the repairs, and you owe her all that money. I'm not very happy with that, Damon." "Well, what did you want me to do, Dad?" I said heatedly, feeling myself get angry. "You and Mom kept saying 'don't worry, son, we'll pay for it if you can't', and then two days before it's ready you suddenly tell me you won't do it!" "Don't take that tone of voice with me," he warned. "What tone of voice? I just want to know what the hell I should have done, in your mind? Not get my car back? Leave it in the garage, and see if someone wants to buy it while at the same time paying for 2700 dollars worth of repairs?" "We'd have come up with something." "Yeah, and in the meantime, I don't have a car! So what good does that do me?" "Dammit, I told you to not to take that tone of voice with me!" he suddenly snapped, and I jumped back in surprise. I couldn't remember the last time he had lashed out at me like that. "I'm sorry, Dad," I apologized, "but what was I supposed to do? Keep hitching rides with Brian, and with Mom?" "What you should have done is not quit your job, so you could have paid for it!" he said angrily. He had been firmly opposed against me quitting my job at Applebee's. "If I didn't quit my job, I wouldn't have been able to train for the State Championships," I tried to explain, but he waved me off. "Maybe you should make up your mind whether you want to have the luxury of being able to drive a car, or the luxury of being able to swim competitively! Maybe you should go get your job back and work after school, so you can pay off your debt, and stop with all that fooling around!" I stared at him in disbelief. Just two days before he'd told me that he didn't want me to have to stop swimming, yet suddenly he told me to quit outright? "Dad..." I began, but he cut me off again. "No, son, I don't want to hear it. You want to drive a car, fine, drive a car. But you're paying for it yourself from now on. Tomorrow we're going to the insurance office and the tag agency and having it transferred in your name. Your Mom and I are done paying for it, you understand me?" "Yeah, but..." "And if that means you want to borrow money from some girl you hardly know, fine, that's your decision! I'm done with it!" he practically shouted. I stood rooted to the ground, my heart pounding as I took his verbal abuse. I was paralyzed with shock, since Dad had never, ever spoken to me like that before. "Do you understand me?" he continued, his eyes drilling holes into my skull. "Yeah," I said, almost inaudibly. I had no idea where I would get the money to pay for all of that, unless I did quit swimming and got my job back. "Good. And what the hell happened at Lookout Point?" "Uh, nothing ... We just hung out, enjoyed the view. Had some ice cream," I mumbled. I left out the part where we ate the ice cream from Kelsey's sexy tummy. Just thinking about it made me groan inside. "How did you get that dirt on your elbow?" "I eh..." I began, but then stopped, sighing. In the mood he was in, it probably wouldn't do me much good to lie again. "Jeff showed up, with his buddies." "Jeff? What the hell was he doing there?" "It's a long story, but he apparently wanted another go at me," I said. It wasn't really technically the truth, but trying to explain to Dad that he wanted to get revenge on Stacey because of what she did with his coach, in an effort to get him to stop harassing me and Kelsey, would be way too complicated. "So you were fighting again?" he growled. I closed my eyes and nodded. "Yes." "Dammit! What did I tell you about fighting?" "Dad, he keeps seeking me out, okay?" I exclaimed, feeling my own anger rising. I was getting sick and tired of being blamed for Jeff's bullshit. "It's not like I'm going around looking for him. I'd be perfectly fine with never seeing him again! But he keeps coming after me!" "What the hell is that kid's problem? I'm going to go have a talk with his parents," Dad sighed angrily. "No!" I said quickly. The last thing I wanted was for Dad to grill Jeff, and to find out from him that Kelsey and I were messing around. "What do you mean, no? What is it, is he seeking you out, or are you seeking him out?" "No, he's seeking me out!" "Then why don't you want me to talk to his parents?" "Jesus, Dad, it's not that important!" "Not important? Not important?!" he practically yelled. "You keep getting into fights with this guy who used to be your best friend, and it's not important? What the hell is going on between you two?" "Look, Dad, if you go talk to his parents, everyone at school will think I'm a pansy who can't take care of himself," I lied. I didn't give a flying fuck about that, but I was quickly running out of options—and lies. "I don't give a goddamn crap what people at school think about you, Damon! I want you to stop fighting!" "Yeah, believe me, I don't appreciate having Jeff show up with six of his buddies either." "Six of his buddies? Then how did you get away?" "Eh..." I said, wanting to slap myself for being so stupid again. That was the trouble with Dad being a cop; he'd keep you talking, and eventually he always ferreted out the truth once your mouth started blabbering. "Well?" "Stacey's bodyguards drove them off," I said softly. "Her bodyguards?!" he yelled. "What the hell is up with you kids these days?!" "She has bodyguards, Dad! She's the daughter of a billionaire! She called them to help us, and they ran Jeff and his goons off." I figured he didn't need to know about Jeff getting the shit kicked out of him. "I have had it up to here with this crap, Damon! From now on, you go to school, and if you get your job back, you go to your job. And that's that. Any other time, you will be here at home, by yourself! No friends, nothing!" "What?" I gasped, my mouth dropping open. "For how long?" "For as long as it takes to get you to stop fighting and all this other nonsense!" "I thought I was grounded for just two weeks! Now you're adding onto it?" "Yes!" "That's ridiculous, Dad!" "I told you to mind your tone!" "Come on! Jeff keeps seeking me out, gets into fights with me, and I'm the one getting punished for it? That's crap!" "I don't care. Whatever reason Jeff has to keep coming after you, you must have deserved it," Dad said dismissively. Something snapped in my mind, and I felt a white, blinding light pulse beneath my eyes as— for probably the first time in my life—I got really, truly angry with him. "Deserved it? I deserved it?!" I screamed at him. "The motherfucker fucked my girlfriend behind my back for a month, then got her to break up with me because of it, and I fucking deserve him being pissed off at me for it? Then when he tries to beat the shit out of me with half a dozen of his buddies all the time, for whatever fucking reason, I deserve it? What the fuck kind of logic is that?" My ears were rushing with the sound of my blood pumping, and I felt myself get lightheaded. A wave of bitterness washed through me, making my stomach almost curl in on itself. "How dare you speak to me that way?!" Dad roared. "Because this is bullshit, Dad! You want me to be grounded for the rest of my fucking life, to stop swimming, to basically stop doing everything I love to do, because of what Jeff did!" "I am your father, and you will obey me!" I grit my teeth as I slowly pushed the words out of my mouth. "No, Dad." "What did you say to me?" he spat. "I said no. This is ridiculous. I'm not ending my entire fucking social life because of whatever problem you have with me, that's not even my fault to begin with," I said, now icy calm. "You don't get to make the rules around here, son! As long as you are in this house, you will do what I tell you to do!" "Fine," I growled. "I'll leave then." And with that, I turned around and walked out the kitchen door, back into the yard. My head was swimming, and I practically fell down because of it. My mind was screaming at me that I was being a moron, since I had no way to take care of myself, but I ignored it as I walked, swaying, back to my car. It took Dad several seconds to open the kitchen door and yell at me, "You come back here right now!" I ignored him as I walked up to my Mustang, got in, and turned the key in the ignition. Dad was now running towards me, but before he could get there, I slammed on the gas and tore out of the driveway in reverse, then screeched off down the street. For a few moments I feared he'd get in his cruiser and chase me, but he just stood there at the end of the driveway, staring after me. I sighed deeply as a calm settled over me. What the hell was I doing? Was I going to run away from home? ------- It took about two minutes for my cellphone to start ringing, which was far longer than I'd thought it would take. A quick glance at the screen confirmed that it was Dad, so I hit 'ignore' and kept driving. For the next thirty minutes or so, I just cruised around town, my mind going a thousand miles a minute. I wondered what the hell was happening in my life. Everything had seemed so easy and uncomplicated just a week ago, and now I had lost both my best friends, one of whom seemed determine to beat me to a pulp; Dad was livid at me, and I had apparently run away from home. Oh, and I was fucking my own sister, plus several of her cheerleading squad mates. All in all, not the typical stuff an eighteen year old guy would find himself in, I figured. As I debated what to do next, I thought about calling Brian, but I assumed he wouldn't just welcome me with open arms, and the last thing I wanted to do was antagonize him further. Finally, after another half an hour or so, during which my phone had finally, mercifully, stopped ringing, I called my sister. "Hey, what's up?" she said happily as she answered on the second ring. "I'm in deep shit," I said somberly. "What happened?" she asked, her voice suddenly full of worry. "Dad and I got into a fight and ... well ... I think I ran away from home." "You did what?" she exclaimed loudly. "He said that if I lived in his house, I was going to follow his rules, and I didn't want to, so I left." "Oh my God!" my sister said, then I heard her whisper to Amanda, presumably explaining what had happened. "Is he okay?" I heard Amanda ask in the background, her voice sounding worried. "Are you okay, Damon?" Kelsey asked as she came back on the phone. "I don't know. I'm just driving around aimlessly. I don't know what to do, or where to go, or anything." "Okay, how about you come over here? I don't want you driving around when you're this upset, you'll get into an accident." "I don't want to bother that family, Kel." "You won't bother anybody. They're both out for a long date night, and their little girls will be happy to see you, plus they'll be going to bed soon anyways." "I don't know..." "Damon, stop being such a fool, and come over here right now!" Kelsey said sternly. "Driving around by yourself isn't going to fix anything!" "I don't think this can be fixed, Kel," I said, feeling myself getting more and more depressed. I had to clench my teeth to keep from crying. "Oh, don't be stupid! Of course it can! Like Mom and Dad are going to let you run away after Melissa did, and they basically never got to see her again. This will blow over in a few days." "He just seemed so angry, you know? Like it wasn't even him." "No, I don't know, but come over here, and you can tell me everything about it." "Kel, I—" I began, but suddenly Amanda's voice cut me off. "Damon, will you please come over here? Please? I'm worried sick about you," she said, her voice tinged with pain and fear. I felt my stomach clench at hearing it, then again at the thought that I was the cause of it. "Honey, I don't want to burden you two with this. It's my problem," I said. "No, it's not. It's our problem, and we'll fix it together, the three of us. Now please come over here?" she pleaded. I sighed as I gave up. Maybe being with the girls would make me feel better, even if just a little bit. "Okay, I'll be there in a bit," I said. "Good, we'll see you soon," Amanda said, sounding relieved. "Please drive safely." "I will." ------- The drive over to the Ferris' house took me around twenty minutes, and it was getting dark by the time I pulled into their driveway. The door to the house opened as soon as I got out of my car, and both Kelsey and Amanda came running towards me, engulfing me in two huge hugs. I stood quietly, my arms wrapped around both of them as I held them tightly. Amanda was crying against me, and my own eyes were starting to get pretty moist. My body began to shake, and Kelsey looked at me, the worry clear in her eyes. "Come on inside, we'll get you something hot to drink," my sister said encouragingly, grabbing my hand and leading me into the house. Amanda was walking right beside me, her arms wrapped around mine, tightly holding onto me. Even as down as I was, I couldn't help but notice that the house itself was amazing. It was spacious, with hardwood floors; it had beautiful chandeliers everywhere; a soft, light beige décor and very trendy, practically new furniture, at least as far as I was able to determine those things. Their kitchen counter tops were made of marble, as was their island, and all their appliances seemed brand new. "Damn, are they rich or something?" I asked, impressed with what I was seeing. "Not obscenely rich, but they're pretty well off," Amanda said once she had me sit down on a bar stool in front of the breakfast area of the counter top, and Kelsey got busy with making me some hot coco. Before I could say anything, Amanda climbed up into my lap, facing me, then started covering my face with soft, sweet kisses. "I'm so sorry about what happened with your dad," she said gently. "Is there anything I can do?" "I don't think so," I said with a deep sigh. "I think we'll just need to let it run its course." "So what happened? Kelsey didn't have much details." I took a deep breath and repeated the conversation between me and my dad as well as I could. Amanda sat quietly in my lap, occasionally giving me a tender kiss. As I finished up, Kelsey came over and sat beside us, handing me a big cup of hot coco, which I accepted gratefully "That's so unlike Dad," Kelsey said, her face pulled into a frown. "It's almost like something is bothering him or something." "What makes you say that?" Amanda asked while I blew on my coco to cool it down some. "He almost never gets angry, and definitely not like that. And for him to suggest you should give up swimming? That's just crazy. He's the one that pushed you to start swimming when you were like twelve!" "Yeah, I know. That shocked me more than anything," I sighed. "It just doesn't make sense," Kelsey said, shaking her head. "I'll go have a talk with him." "No!" I said quickly. "I don't want him to get angry at you too." "Don't worry, he won't." Kelsey smiled. "I can still boo-boo face my way around him without any problems. I'm his little princess, remember?" "Princess! Princess Slut maybe! Some princess you are, letting your own brother fuck you up your ass!" Amanda said with a little snort, causing Kelsey to giggle and stick her tongue out at her friend. Amanda replied by tickling my sister, and soon the two of them were fake wrestling while remaining seated on the bar stool and in my lap. Amanda's grinding in my crotch was actually making my cock hard as a rock. "So what are you going to do now?" my sister asked me once they'd stopped clowning around. "Well, the first thing I need to do is find a place to stay tonight. I don't think I should face Dad again for awhile. He may just lock me up in my room or something." "You can stay at my house," Amanda offered. "Are you sure, baby? Won't your mom object?" I asked. "She's not home, remember? She has to work a double shift." "Yeah, but she'll come home tomorrow morning, won't she? Long before we'd get up?" "Long before we get up? Tomorrow's Friday, why wouldn't we get up at the normal time?" "We have the day off tomorrow, silly," Kelsey said before I could. "The teachers have staff development, remember? That's why we're not cheering either." "Oh, right, I completely forgot!" Amanda said, blushing a little. "You're such a school nerd!" Kelsey teased. "You're sad you can't go to school tomorrow!" "Oh whatever! I just have other things on my mind!" Amanda grinned as she ground her pussy against my cock. I groaned deeply in my throat at the heat radiating right through her shorts and my pants. "So, how would we do that with your mom, then?" I asked, trying to get the conversation back on track, even though the feel of Amanda's pussy, pantiless in her shorts, was driving me to the brink of insanity. "We'll have you move to the couch before she comes home," Amanda said, shrugging. "I'll explain to her that you had a fight with your dad and needed to get away for a little bit." "Does your mom even know me?" I asked, a bit worried. "She's not going to be happy to find that a guy has been staying with her daughter in her house, even if I slept on the couch all night." "You're not sleeping on the couch," Amanda grinned. "You're going to be in my bed." I gave her a happy smile. "Your mom's not going to know that, though." "True. I don't think she knows you, like by face or anything, but she knows about you, anyways. I've told her about you, and she's asked Kelsey about you from time to time. It should be fine, my mom's not that uptight about stuff. No offense, Kel," Amanda said, giving my sister an apologetic look. "It's okay, don't worry. I know what my mom is like. Have you told your mom you two are dating yet?" Kelsey asked. "No, not yet. I figured I'd wait another week or so before I'd drop that bombshell on her," Amanda said, and I felt my heart flutter at the beauty of her smile. "I should come over too, that way it won't look so suspicious," Kelsey said. Amanda and I glanced at each other, then we both burst out laughing. "What?" Kelsey asked, a little annoyed. "Come on, be honest! The reason you want to come over is because you want to fuck us, not because of how suspicious it would look if you weren't there!" Amanda said teasingly. Kelsey got a small blush on her face, and she smiled. "Well, okay, that too, but I honestly thought about the awkwardness of your mom meeting Damon first!" "Uh-huh, sure!" Amanda grinned sarcastically. "Okay, fine! I want to get fucked! There, I said it, happy now?" Kelsey laughed. "I'm always happy with you, you know that," Amanda said as she leaned in, and their mouths met for a hot kiss, their tongues swirling around each other. "Miss Amanda, miss Kelsey?" a small voice suddenly came from the other end of the kitchen. Both girls immediately broke their kiss, sitting up straight as all three of us looked across the counter top to see two adorable little girls standing there in their pajamas. "Yes Melanie?" Kelsey asked sweetly as she got up, walking over to the little girls. "Can we have some water? We're thirsty," the little girl I presumed was Melanie asked. She was a beautiful little girl, with silky blonde hair and a devastatingly cute smile on her face. The other girl, her sister most likely, had long dark hair and somewhat more of a serious frown, though she was no less cute. I guessed they were both no older than five years, and I figured Melanie for the older of the two. "Of course, sweetie," Kelsey said with a reassuring smile. She quickly grabbed two glasses from one of the cabinets and went to fill them with water from the fridge's dispenser. "Melanie's gonna be just as beautiful as you are when she grows up, huh?" I softly asked Amanda. Amanda turned to me and gave me a truly gorgeous smile. "You're so sweet. She'll be more beautiful than me, actually. She's much prettier than I was at her age." "I don't believe that. You were a perfect little angel when you were young, admit it," I grinned. "Tell my mom that," Amanda chuckled. "She says I was a major pain in her ass when I was their age." "Miss Kelsey, who is that?" the other little girl asked as she pointed at me, giving me a suspicious look. "That's Damon, Sabrina. He's my older brother," Kelsey explained as she handed both little girls their glasses. They each took them with both their hands and carefully held them to their mouths while my sister knelt beside them, ready to help if they should need it. "Why is miss Amanda sitting on him?" Sabrina asked, still not fully trusting me. I had to suppress a grin at the little girl's very observant nature. She couldn't have been much more than four years old, but already noticed something like that. "Because he's my boyfriend, and I like him!" Amanda smiled at the two girls, causing Melanie to burst out into giggles, though Sabrina was still eyeing me distrustfully. I waved at both little girls, and Melanie giggled harder, trying to hide her face behind her glass as she got a little blush and waved back. Sabrina's eyes seemed to soften a little, but she didn't smile nor wave. Both girls took several more sips of water, then handed their glasses back to Kelsey who put them on the counter. Then she took both their hands and escorted them back to their rooms. "They're really cute," I said as Amanda and I watched the three of them go. "Yes, they're adorable. They're so sweet and funny, I love them to death," Amanda said with a happy smile. "How come you're both babysitting, by the way?" "It used to be just me, but Kelsey would come over most times anyways, to keep me company. Once Mr. Ferris figured out that Kelsey was here watching his girls just as much as I was, he insisted on paying her too." "Wow, that was generous of him," I said, a bit surprised. "It's probably more that he thinks Kelsey is really hot, and he was hoping she'd keep coming over here." "Or cumming all over him?" I quipped. Amanda laughed loudly. "If he knew how hard she's cum in his house, he'd probably tear her skirt off and fuck her right here on the floor!" she grinned "So you two fuck around a lot here, then?" I asked, my throat going dry. My cock was agonizingly hard in my pants from the mere thought of my sister squirting her cum all throughout this house, covering walls and floors and probably even ceilings. Amanda stared deep into my eyes. "Pretty much every time we're here. We've 69'ed each other on this breakfast counter, you know. Kelsey was cumming so much her juice was running off the counter." "Oh fuck!" I moaned as I ground my cock against her slit, causing her to shiver. "Where else?" "God, I don't know, everywhere. We've fucked on the couch in the living room, in their bed, in the shower, on the floor. All over!" Amanda sighed, her crotch grinding against mine; I could feel the heat of her tight cunt increasing through her khaki shorts. She smiled at me and leaned in for a kiss. Our mouths met hungrily as we practically devoured each other, lips and tongues flashing everywhere. One of her hands was running through my hair while mine were grabbing her left breast and her stunning ass. We both moaned and humped against each other, our desire rapidly overtaking us. We made out for a few minutes until Kelsey returned. "I see you couldn't wait for me, huh?" my sister said with a happy smile. "Hey, we're waiting," Amanda huffed. "All we're doing is kissing. If I didn't want to wait for you, I'd have been riding his cock already!" Kelsey grinned as she came over, her hand grabbing Amanda's ass; then, she joined us in our kiss, our tongues licking all over one another. "Are those little girls asleep?" I asked after I broke off the kiss. "Yes, they are, don't worry. I stayed with them until they fell asleep again. Melanie really likes you, you know," Kelsey said. "She does?" "Uh-huh, she told me so. It was really cute, she said she thought you were very pretty!" Kelsey giggled, her face practically sparkling with joy. All three of us laughed at that. "Looks like someone has a crush on you!" Amanda teased, her tongue softly trailing over my lips. "Yeah, she's sitting in my lap right now," I joked. Amanda grinned as she rode against my cock which was getting pretty painful in my pants from all the grinding and kissing. "Sabrina didn't seem to care for me much, though?" I noted. "She's more serious than her sister, and a little more guarded. It took her a bit longer to warm up to me as well," Kelsey breathed, her nipples poking through her pink T-shirt, evidence of how horny she was getting. I slid my hand underneath her skirt and slid it up, grinning as I reached her pussy. I started to slide my finger along the length of her slit, causing her to moan loudly while the smell of her excited little cunt began to fill the air. I felt my mouth water because of it. "Us blondes take to guys more easily, because we're sweeter and nicer," Amanda grinned. "You brunettes are just naturally grumpy!" "Hey!" Kelsey laughed, swatting her friend's ass. "The reason you blondes take to guys so easily is because you're all insatiable sluts!" "So?" Amanda asked, shrugging. "Guys like sluts. Besides, so do you!" "Mmmm, I do," Kelsey moaned as she leaned in for yet another kiss. "Are you two sure it'll be okay to fuck here?" I asked, feeling a bit worried. "Sure, why not?" Kelsey asked. "We fuck every time we're here anyways; having you here won't make much of a difference." "Except for your big buddy here," Amanda said, reaching down and grabbing my cock through my pants. "Yeah, but ... won't those little girls wake up?" I said. "After we get them their water, they usually sleep like babies. We'll be fine," Kelsey said assuringly. "We will be, Damon, trust us," Amanda chimed in, looking deeply into my eyes. I felt myself drown in those gorgeous blue-green orbs. "Okay, fuck it," I said. "I mean, what's the worst that can happen, the parents come home and catch us, right?" "Yeah, and then we'll be in for a real fuck, I think," Kelsey grinned. "There's no way they'd let that opportunity slide!" "Have they ever caught you two?" "No, we're too good at hiding," Amanda said, giving my sister a telling wink. "We've been dodging your parents and my mom for well over a year now." "Do you ever think of letting them catch you?" I teased. "The wife, sure," Kelsey said, nodding eagerly. "I'd love to fuck her, she's so gorgeous. Did you see her earlier?" "Yeah." I nodded. "She was stunning." "She is, she's just beautiful. I would happily let her catch me. The husband though, not so much," Kelsey said with a frown. "Poor Kelsey, the ugly middle aged man keeping you from fucking the hot MILF?" I laughed. She threw me a wicked grin, then stuck her tongue out at me. "Come on guys, let's go! I'm horny as hell," Amanda said, still grinding in my lap. "Where do you want to go?" Kelsey asked. "Their bed," Amanda breathed, looking at me. "I want to feel you pound me through the mattress with your big cock!" "Shit, let's go then!" I groaned, putting both my hands underneath Amanda's ass and easily lifting her up. I motioned for Kelsey to lead the way, and she nodded, quickly scampering off towards the master bedroom. If anything, the master bedroom was even more lavishly appointed than the rest of the house, but I didn't pay it any attention as the three of us fell down onto the California King-sized bed, our mouths and hands excitedly exploring whatever body parts they could find. I had a girl on each side of me and sighed happily as their tongues met mine. We kissed for a few moments, then Amanda motioned for Kelsey to get closer. Kelsey happily obeyed, climbing over me and grinding her little cunt against my cock as she approached her girlfriend. No sooner had she come within range or Amanda literally jumped on top of her, causing my sister to squeak in surprise and then laugh loudly. Both girls moaned as their mouths quickly found each other, and Kelsey's hands eagerly cupped Amanda's ass, squeezing it tightly. As I observed the fantastic view in front of me, I took off my shirt, pants and boxers, roughly fisting my rampantly hard cock. I couldn't wait to put it inside one of their dripping cunts. "Damon," Amanda moaned, "help me take my clothes off!" I quickly scooted over and grabbed Amanda's polo shirt by the hem, sliding it up along her body. I had to struggle a bit since she was grinding against my sister so hard, but eventually I managed to pull it up over her head. Both Kelsey and I sighed happily as Amanda's perfect tits came into view, courtesy of her decision to forgo a bra earlier. I started playing with Amanda's right breast, cupping it in my hand and squeezing it firmly. I rolled her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, then pinched it hard, causing her to hiss with pleasure. Meanwhile, from underneath her, Kelsey was enthusiastically sucking on Amanda's other tit, her small tongue lapping against the firm nipple, leaving moist trails all over Amanda's smooth flesh. My free hand was rubbing across Amanda's ass, her shorts fitting so tightly around her that I could feel every contour of her juicy pussy and her tight asshole. She was squirming against me while she and Kelsey were making out like stars in the hottest lesbian porn I'd ever seen. "Damn it, Damon, take my pants off before I cum inside them!" Amanda grinned while she was being ravaged by Kelsey's tongue. At the same time, her hands were working all over Kel's body, one of them disappearing under my sister's flippy skirt. Not soon after, Kelsey threw her head back and bit her hand to keep from screaming as her girlfriend started fingerfucking her rapidly, while biting gently on her nipples. "Yeah, finger her. Finger my slut sister!" I encouraged Amanda, noticing that the bedroom already began to smell of bodies in heat and excited young cunts. Kelsey was convulsing on the bed under Amanda's ministrations, and I took advantage of her bucking by getting my hands in between their bodies, so I could unbutton Amanda's shorts. Amanda smiled at me as I started pulling on the ridiculously tight shorts that seemed welded to her hips, and she tried to help by rocking her body back and forth while I tugged as hard as I dared. Agonizingly slow, her shorts started peeling off, like the skin from an eel, until finally, with a little jolt, they slid over her curvy hips and almost shot down her legs. We both grinned at each other when her perfect ass came into view. I rubbed my fingers through the crack of Amanda's ass, and she groaned wildly, tossing her head from side to side. As I cupped her pussy, I could feel the simmering heat that was burning inside of her, and I marveled again at just how horny and slutty both of them were. It was fantastic! Amanda continued her relentless assault on my sister's slit, and soon I began to hear Kelsey's short, staccato whimpers, evidence that she was about to cum. Amanda scooted over so she had easier access, then she seemed to double her efforts, her fingers plowing furiously inside my sister's cunt. With a loud wail, Kelsey's body exploded into orgasm, her legs furiously clenching together across Amanda's shoulders, trapping my girlfriend's head in place. With a huge shiver a stream of Kelsey's cum exploded out of her, splashing across the bed and over Amanda's hand and arm. I quickly moved closer, sticking my hand out and trying to catch some of my sister's luscious cum. Another huge stream rushed out of her, and Amanda and I both reached for it, giggling as we slapped at each other's hands to try to get as much of it as we could, then we each licked Kelsey's juice off our hands with relish. Several more slow pulses of Kelsey's cunt gush oozed out, leaking down her pussy and onto the covers. Momentarily spent, my sister relaxed her body and stretched, her eyes closed and a happy smile on her face. "Hey sweetie, are you okay?" Amanda asked as we both watched my sister come off her high. "Mmmm, yeah" Kelsey moaned with a lazy yawn, a huge smile on her face. "Thank you, Amanda," she said softly. "You're welcome, baby," Amanda smiled, then she crawled over on top of Kelsey and leaned in for another kiss. "But we're not done yet!" "Good!" Kelsey grinned. "I'm still out of my mind horny!" "I know you are, I can smell your hot little cunt!" Amanda groaned lustily. "Yeah, I think when the owners come home tonight, they'll be able to smell it too. You squirted all over their blankets, Kel!" I grinned. "Mmmm, I hope it makes her all horny," Kelsey moaned. "And that she fucks her husband until he can't walk anymore!" "I thought you didn't like him?" "I don't find him that hot, no, but she obviously does. So I hope they fuck each other to pieces tonight, while they can both smell my wet pussy!" my sister grinned wickedly. "You're such a dirty slut!" Amanda giggled. "You like that I'm your dirty slut! You both do. You both love that I'm such a hot little fucktoy for you, that you can do with whatever you want," Kelsey said sultrily, her eyes blazing like a raging volcano. "Yes!" Amanda hissed as she kissed my sister, her tongue practically raping Kelsey's mouth. I sat there, grinning as I watched them, casually jerking my cock. I knew I was going to spray a monster load on both of them once I was ready to cum. I planned on making it last, though, so I went easy with my jacking. Amanda eased up on her kiss, then she motioned for me to come closer and sit near the top of my sister's head, which I quickly did. She put both hands underneath Kelsey's pink t-shirt and began sliding it up, first exposing my sister's wonderful tummy, and then the curves of her glorious breasts. Amanda left the t-shirt right above Kelsey's tits, then she looked at me. "I want to watch you fuck her mouth," she said hotly. Kelsey and I both groaned in pleasure, and I grabbed my cock, bending it down towards my sister's lips. She longingly opened her mouth and swallowed the tip inside without problems, despite the somewhat awkward angle. I got up on my knees and positioned myself right above Kelsey's face, pointing my cock straight down, then sliding it deep inside her mouth, to my sister's obvious delight. Amanda licked her lips as she watched us fool around, then she slowly slithered off my sister's body. "Now, if you'll excuse me for a moment," she grinned, lapping at Kelsey's belly button a few times, causing my sister to squeal around my cock. Amanda then moved her head lower, and lower, as it disappeared underneath Kelsey's skirt. It was such a powerfully erotic sight that my cock jumped in Kelsey's mouth, and my heart started beating a thousand beats faster. Almost immediately Kelsey began groaning, her hips gyrating against Amanda's face. I heard more than saw Amanda licking eagerly at Kel's cunt, and my sweet younger sister was going almost crazy with pleasure. I was getting so horny that I knew I needed some relief soon, so I began to rut my cock into Kelsey's mouth, slipping up and down above her, my balls dangling in her face as I teabagged her. She reached out with her small hands and gently tickled my nuts, causing me to shiver with pleasure. "Oh fuck!" I groaned while my cock slid deeply inside her mouth, the head poking against my sister's throat despite the odd angle. I could feel Kelsey swallow against the big rod that was pushing inside her mouth. I wanted to go deeper, however, so I changed my position slightly, then sank my cock back inside her. After a few attempts, Kelsey's throat opened wide enough that I slipped fully inside, my cock smoothly gliding into her throat. Kelsey starting humming in her throat, and the vibrations sent waves of pleasure through my shaft and into my entire being. Gently, I grabbed both her cheeks and pulled her face even closer against my cock, grinning when I saw her gag and choke a bit with nearly my entire cock buried in her face. Soon, however, Kelsey began to relax around the huge pole in her mouth, and she started swirling her tongue around my shaft, wetly slurping and licking all over ever area she could reach. Suddenly her fantastic body wracked, though I was unable to tell whether it was from pleasure or pain, and she quickly let my cock slip out of her mouth. Sitting up a bit, Kelsey looked at Amanda and moaned, "Oh God, Amanda, finger my ass! Yes!" I felt myself start to lose it, as our dirty threesome just kept getting hotter and hotter. It was a dream come true, a vision of my deepest and darkest fantasies. I loved how into each other both girls were, and how deliciously dirty they were. Somewhere deep inside, I kept expecting to wake up. I plunged my cock back inside Kelsey's mouth, sliding it easily back into her throat, while her delectable body shivered under Amanda's obviously expert tongue. I groaned as I saw the Amanda's shoulder piston up and down, testimony to her fingers plowing my sister's ass. Kelsey's tongue around my shaft was pure ecstasy, and I knew I wasn't going to hold out much longer anymore. "I'm about to lose it girls, I need to cum!" I grunted, hoping one of them would tell me where she wanted it. Kelsey pulled my cock out of her throat and mouth quickly. "Please cum in my mouth, Damon!" she moaned just before Amanda could look up and lay claim to my load. Amanda looked slightly disappointed for a moment until I winked and nodded reassuringly at her to let her know that, yes, I'd have another load for her later too. She gave me a big smile before lowering her face down to Kel's cunt again. I moved around slightly until I was facing perfectly across my sister's body towards her legs—or at least what I could see of them, what with Amanda being so prominently displayed there. I then carefully leaned over my sister as if I was about to do some push ups on top of her, which in a strange way I sort of was. I repositioned my cock at Kelsey's lips, and she opened her mouth, her eyes blazing with lust at what I was about to do. As soon as she opened her mouth, I pushed down, my cock slipping back inside her mouth. Her juicy lips locked around my shaft like a vault, and I could feel her tongue swirling around the head while it pushed deeply into her face. Once I felt her throat, I pulled back out, since I just wanted to enjoy her hot mouth rather than go all the way inside her again. After a few slow strokes Kelsey had gotten used to my length again, and she put both her hands on my ass, pulling me down inside her. I braced myself and started pumping, softly at first but rapidly picking up pace. My balls were slapping up and down, bouncing against her nose and her forehead as my cock plowed into her mouth over and over again. Kelsey's lips were almost as tight as a vacuum while she expertly sucked me off; she absolutely blew my mind with her delicate teasing and firm, aggressive slurping. I smiled at Amanda who was eagerly munching on my sister's cunt mere inches away from me, and she gave me a cute smile back, before letting her tongue diddle over my sister's clit again. I could feel Kelsey shiver beneath me, and I braced myself on one arm, reaching down and grabbing Kelsey's tit with my free hand, pinching her nipple somewhat roughly. Kelsey started bucking under the onslaught of sexual depravity we were unleashing on her, grinding her pussy against Amanda's face almost desperately while her mouth sucked wantonly on my cock. For a few moments we continued our mutual delights, then Kelsey absolutely detonated into orgasm. Her back arched so far as she ground her cunt against Amanda's face that I was worried she'd snap herself in half. A huge stream of my sister's cum burst from her cunt, totally soaking Amanda's face in one huge, single blast. My sex goddess girlfriend laughed delightedly and licked at Kelsey's cunt, while two more streams of Kelsey's juice splattered across her face and shoulders. I could see Amanda's shoulder still moving back and forth, evidence that my sister was still having her ass fingered in addition to all the other delights that were being unleashed upon her. Kelsey shivered and spasmed for another twenty seconds or so, sending gush after gush of her cum over Amanda's face, hand, and the blankets beneath her, before she finally collapsed back down onto the bed. I barely managed to keep my cock embedded in her mouth, and I was getting pretty damn close to dumping my cum into her tummy. Amanda came up from between Kel's legs with a huge smile, her face shiny with my sister's cum. "Damn!" I exclaimed. Amanda's face was completely, utterly soaked; her hair was drenched and clung to her face, and I saw small drops of my sister's cunt juice running down her gorgeous face. "Mmmm, I know!" Amanda laughed, slowly moving her face towards me. "She squirted a ridiculously big wave of cum on my face! It tasted so fucking good!" I moaned while I watched her come closer, my cock almost glowing in Kelsey's mouth as my own orgasm was mere seconds away. As soon as Amanda came up and her lips touched mine, I felt that oh-so-familiar tingle well up inside me. Amanda crawled right up beside me and whispered, "Yeah Damon, cum in her mouth! Pump your fucking load right down her throat and let her drink it, the little slut! Feed her, drown her with your cum!" I opened my mouth, my orgasm building from deep within me, and I was getting ready to scream, my cock driving up and down in Kelsey's mouth like a piston. Amanda and I were frantically making out, and I could taste Kel's cum all over her face. The sweet taste of my own sister's cunt juice, all over my girlfriend's face, was too much, and I drove my cock all the way into my sister's mouth as a white sun exploded in front of my eyes. With my lips locked against her mouth I screamed against Amanda's face while I came, my entire body pushing forward as my cock angrily jerked, spraying thick ropes of my seed into Kelsey's hungrily sucking mouth. My balls felt like they were exploding, and my cock throbbed like a jackhammer with every squirt. I could hear Kelsey moan in pleasure as she gulped and slurped like a girl dying of thirst. I bucked again and again, grinding my pelvis down into Kel's face. A stunning load of my cum shot into Kel's tummy, and her delicious mouth was nearly sucking the life out of me. Amanda's tongue was exploring deep inside my mouth, sensuously kissing me even as I kept blasting cum into my sister's throat. After an almost agonizing minute or so, I was completely spent and I collapsed onto my right shoulder—until I realized there was no room left on the bed, and I just thudded dumbly onto the floor. Amanda giggled as I sprawled on the floor, hardly moving, just moaning at the force of my orgasm. Kelsey herself was pretty quiet as well, still recovering from having just been licked to another monster cum by her slutty girlfriend. Amanda looked first at Kelsey, then at me. "You two better get going quick, because I want to get my brains fucked out!" she grinned. She was squirming like crazy, rubbing her hands all over her tits and her tummy, occasionally going lower and teasing her pussy. I groaned as I rolled over on the floor, resting on my side and watching my smoking hot girlfriend put a hand to herself. I grabbed my deflated cock and softly began tugging on it, wincing at how fucking sensitive it was. Amanda watched me jack on my cock, and she slipped a finger into her pussy, impatiently beginning to finger her wonderful cunt. "Come on, Damon, you promised me a load too!" she begged, tossing her head back and forth while she fucked herself. "I know, sweetheart, but I came so fucking hard it's going to take me a little time to get going again," I said softly, my energy level absolutely at zero percent. Amanda looked down at my sister who was still a little dazed, completely worn out from her two massive orgasms. "You greedy slut, you sucked him completely dry!" she teased. I thought I could hear a small, satisfied moan coming from Kelsey, but it was so soft I couldn't even be sure. Amanda kept glancing at both of us to see which one would get back to readiness as she continuously rubbed her own cunt. She worked herself up to a total frenzy, and I could see her pussy lips glisten. I thoroughly enjoyed her little masturbation show for a few minutes, not even noticing that my cock had gotten hard again. Amanda did notice, however, and she moaned, "Damon, get your fucking cock in me right now, or I'm gonna rape your sister!" Now that's an appealing idea, I thought to myself with a wicked grin. I slowly got up to my knees and bent across the bed so my mouth was near Amanda's ear. "I think I'd like to watch you rape Kelsey, to be honest." "Oh, you dirty bastard. Fine!" she grunted, though with a happy grin on her face. Amanda turned towards Kelsey who had slowly come back from her orgasms and was now watching us both to see what was going to happen next. She looked a bit tired still, but I could see the excitement glowing in her beautiful blue eyes. She wasn't going to miss the next act for anything. "Sorry, honey, but your brother wants me to rape you!" Amanda hissed as she pulled her finger out of her juicy cunt, exposing it for Kelsey. My sister's eyes opened wide, and she grinned when Amanda hurriedly crawled on top of her chest. Amanda wasted no time in putting her pussy right before Kelsey's face. "Eat me Kel, please! Eat my cunt, I need to cum so bad!" Amanda begged, her fingers still enjoyably rubbing her little clit while she carefully put her soaking pussy just inches from Kelsey's mouth. Kelsey didn't hesitate, grabbing Amanda's ass with both her hands and pulling her lover forward, while at the same time diving her face right into Amanda's crotch. Amanda shrieked when Kel's tongue touched her cunt, and she locked both her hands in Kelsey's hair, grinding herself furiously against the face buried between her legs. "Oh God yes, lick me! Lick my fucking cunt, Kel!" Amanda mewled, her body shaking wildly as she rode my sister's mouth. From her wild shivers, I realized she was already rapidly approaching climax. With Amanda just moments away from cumming, I quickly bent down near her fantastic ass which was bucking the way I imagined it would if she was riding on a rodeo bull, and I put my hands on top of Kelsey's, who was still holding on to Amanda's ass. Then, with a grin and a flashback of doing this to my sister, I leaned down and jabbed my tongue in Amanda's asshole. "Oh Damon, I'm cumming!" Amanda screamed upon feeling me shove several inches of my tongue inside her hot little ass. Her body turned totally rigid as my sister and I tongue-fucked both her hot holes, and she arched backwards so far I was amazed she didn't headbutt me while I rimmed her. Her orgasm built up to a roaring wave, the shudders first starting in her legs, then rapidly moving upwards until her entire body was convulsing. She made one last shove with her crotch, grinding her cunt on the tongue buried inside it, then she exploded right onto my sister's face. Amanda's ass and pussy began clenching like crazy, and it felt like she was going to rip the tongue out of my mouth with her asshole, so I somewhat reluctantly pulled it out. I quickly sat up behind her and grabbed her tits from behind, squeezing her nipples as she bucked and shivered while her climax roared through her. I could hear Kelsey drink her friend's cum with delighted slurps and moans. Both girls' bodies seemed to be moving in unison for the entire duration of Amanda's cum. Amanda's orgasm went on and on while Kel and I mauled her, my hands roughly kneading her tits while I rode my cock against the crack of her ass. She'd be in for quite a surprise once she stopped cumming, I thought to myself happily. Finally I could feel the muscles in the sexy goddess' body relax, and she slumped backward in my arms, all the strength flowing out of her in one giant rush. I casually nibbled on her ear, whispering sweet nothings to her, waiting for her to at least get her senses back a little. Kelsey was noisily smacking her lips as she slurped Amanda's cum, a delicious sound that was setting fire to my brain. My cock was throbbing and eager to go, and I promised it more action soon. "Did you like that Kelsey? Drinking her cum?" I grinned. "Oh yes!" Kelsey moaned. "She came like a fountain, she sprayed it all over my face!" I peeked over Amanda's shoulder, and sure enough, Kel's pretty face was glistening with girl juice. "God, Kel, you look fantastic," I moaned, and she winked at me with a huge grin. "Amanda, baby, you came so hard," Kelsey moaned. "I can't believe you actually squirted!" Amanda tried to reply, but all she could let out was a guttural moan, her body completely wrecked from her enormous climax. She moaned quietly in my arms, still leaning back and resting her head on my shoulder. I softly kissed her neck and cheeks, loving how vulnerable she was after she came so hard. I wanted to hold her forever and never let her go again. "Amanda? Amanda, honey?" I whispered to her, and she mumbled something unintelligible in reply. I shook my head, loving just how out of it she was; we had probably just licked her into the hardest orgasm of her life! Slowly her breathing began to become more regular, and she finally lifted her head up from my shoulder after about five minutes. Kelsey had been snacking on her pussy in the meantime and had cleaned off all Amanda's cunt juice from her face with help from her fingers. Watching her scoop up and eat her lover's cum like that had driven me absolutely nuts, and my cock was demanding to be let inside this fantastically hot body in front of me. "Amanda, baby, are you ready?" I asked, spitting in my hand and rubbing it on my cock in anticipation of her answer. "Hmmm, Damon? What?" she sighed contently, her entire body extremely relaxed after her huge cum. "Are you ready for me?" "Ready for what?" "For this!" I grunted, putting my cock against her asshole. My hands grabbed both her sexy hips, then I pushed forward. I grit my teeth as my cock strained against her brutally tight asshole. "Oh, God!" Amanda squealed as I started invading her backdoor, her body shivering at the unexpected penetration. "Damn, you're tight up your ass!" I said between clenched teeth, slightly worried that I was going to circumcise myself in that little fuckhole. I softly cursed myself for not remembering that Kelsey had been tighter than hell before I lubed her too. However, I didn't want to stop and find conditioner, so I just set myself and pushed on. Fortunately Kelsey came to the rescue. She grabbed Amanda's magnificent asscheeks and pulled them apart as far as she could. With her ass opening up just a little bit more, Amanda's resistance against my cock gave way, and I slipped inside with a very unexpected jolt. I bumped against Amanda's back, and I had to reach out and grab her to prevent her from just falling down. She was totally exhausted, and yet here I was, about to completely ravage her asshole. "Mmmm, Damon, fuck me!" she moaned. "Yeah, is that what you want? Do you want me to fuck you up your asshole?" "Oh yes! Fuck me!" "Say it Amanda, I want to hear you beg for it!" "Oh fuck ... fuck my ass. Fuck my tight ass with your hard cock! Fuck me like a dirty little slut!" I grunted in pleasure at my girlfriend's words, shoving my cock as far inside her ass as I could. I pulled out slowly, then pounded back inside the second I had almost pulled all the way out. I spit down on my shaft every time I pulled it out, adding lube to her gloriously clenching hole. Amanda whined as I fucked her asshole with my throbbing cock, and she leaned forward on top of my sister who—judging from the soft lapping sounds I heard—was still intently snacking on some more of Amanda's pussy. Slowly but surely I began to increase the length of my strokes inside Amanda's ass, and more of my cock vanished into her with every repetition. I leaned back a bit and looked down, smiling happily at the sight of my cock disappearing inside Amanda's asshole. It was amazing how relatively easily she handled my cock in her ass, I thought to myself. Not that I was complaining, of course! I gradually increased my pace, shoving the full length of my shaft in and out of Amanda's forbidden hole. My mind began losing all grip on reality as all I could think about was the sheer dirtiness of the fucking that was going on. I was having the hottest of all threesomes, with my ridiculously hot girlfriend and my savagely horny sister, on top of a bed owned by a couple that I didn't even know! "Mmmm, fuck me Damon, take my ass!" Amanda groaned loudly as she began to push back against my cock, the lust inside her taking over again. "Take it the way you want it! Fuck it!" "Christ, you're so tight, I love it," I mumbled, licking my lips. Sweat poured off me like crazy, and I leaned forward and pushed my chest against Amanda's back, feeling the heat from her body warming me. Amanda reached behind her with her hands and clamped me down on top of her. She turned her head towards me and stuck her tongue out, twirling it around. I bent down a little more and readily kissed her, our tongues almost angrily fighting each other for dominance. My cock was drilling in and out of her ass pretty smoothly, her resistance having long been pounded into submission. "This is so dirty!" Amanda hissed. "I can't believe you're fucking me up my ass!" "Yeah, I am!" I grunted. "You're so fucking hot!" "Uhm, so are you! Your cock feels so big in my ass. Fuck me. Fuck my asshole! Make me squeal!" Suddenly an idea popped up in my mind, and I looked behind me at Kelsey's body lying beneath both of us. I reached back with my right hand, and gently slid it down her tummy towards her pussy. She shivered at my teasing tickles, then her body stiffened as soon as I pulled up her flippy skirt and began touching her cunt. "Oh Damon!" Kelsey moaned, temporarily stopping her lapping of Amanda's cunt. "What are you doing Damon? Are you playing with that hot little cunt of hers?" Amanda asked between moans. "Yeah!" I grinned, sliding my finger inside Kelsey's incredibly wet hole. Her two previous orgasms had really created a lot of juice as my finger slipped through an absolute pool of her slick cum. "Damn Kel, your pussy is so wet! It's amazing," I breathed while I kept sodomizing Amanda's asshole. Mmmm, your finger feels so good," my slut of a sister sighed, almost desperately humping herself off against my probing digit. "Kel, eat my pussy ... please, eat it! I'm gonna cum again!" Amanda stammered. I immediately increased my pace up her ass. I wanted her to totally, utterly lose it, and I wanted to see if we could make her cum so hard that she'd have to beg us to stop. For about a minute the three of us rutted and fucked in relative silence, just moans and grunts and heavy panting filling the bedroom while we worked on getting each other off. All three of us were sweating, and the entire room stank of dirty hot sex. There would be no mistaking what had happened in their bedroom once the Ferris' came home. I put another finger into Kel's little cunt and was rubbing against her clit as much as I could with my hand. Although my body was twisted in a peculiar angle, I kept pounding my cock into Amanda's ass at a blistering pace, slowly feeling my own orgasm approach. "Shit, that's it, that's it, yes ... fuck me! Yes! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! Oh God!" Amanda screamed at the top of her lungs, then her body spasmed, and she came like a hurricane. Her head swayed wildly from side to side, her beautiful golden hair flailing everywhere as she bucked and trashed on top of my sister's mouth. My cock was nearly ripped off by her violent trashing, and I barely managed to pull out in time, slowly jerking on it, the head pulsing an angry purple. I was just a few strokes away from cumming myself. I leaned back and aggressively fingerfucked Kelsey's pussy, and while her lover was still oozing cum on her face, she herself launched into yet another orgasm, her body twisting in pleasure underneath Amanda's. Several squirts of her juice flung themselves over my hand and wrists. I looked on in disbelief as these two hottest of goddesses ground against each other, both having overpowering orgasms. They grabbed hold of each other tightly when they reached the peaks of their climaxes, both screaming in pure pleasure. Kelsey's pussy was oozing cream, and I scrambled down to lick it all up, causing her to shudder even more violently, actually tossing Amanda off of her with her heavy orgasmic throes. Amanda just fell down like a ragdoll, flopping on the bed beside Kelsey in the aftermath of her cum. Finally both of them lay still, their bodies spent. Both their pussies were oozing cum, a wonderful sight if I'd ever seen one. After a few moments, Kelsey managed to crawl up next to Amanda, and she curled up into her girlfriend's arms with a content sigh. I quickly stood up on the bed, and moved to stand over them. I was furiously jacking on my shaft, feeling my orgasm approaching like a tidal wave. Amanda opened her eyes and smiled when she saw what I was doing. "Yeah, drown us in it, give us your cum," she whispered softly, her energy totally spent from her sexual escapades, but her desire for jizz still as voracious as ever. Kelsey was too tired to even speak, but she turned her face towards me and opened her mouth, looking at me with eyes full of love and lust. "Do you girls want it? Do you want me to cum all over you?" I grunted, feeling like the dirtiest bastard in the world while my cock violently throbbed in my hand. They both nodded and moaned, their tongues stuck out and gently playing with each other, waiting for my load to rain down on them. "Fuck!" I screamed through clenched teeth, the muscles in my body turning to steel as my climax tore through me from somewhere in my toes. It built momentum on the way until it was an avalanche bursting out of a small chute. My cock jumped in my hand, and a huge spray of cum shot out, launching itself right against the headboard while a few drops fell on the girls. Amanda quickly sat up, pulling Kelsey along with her, and they planted their faces and mouths right in front of me right in time to catch my second spurt. It splattered on Amanda's cheek, and a large glob landed straight in Kelsey's mouth. My hand jerked time and time again as my cock bucked and kicked, several ropes and streams of my cum being deposited on their angelic faces. With a final burst of energy, I squeezed out one last rope of cum, flinging it across Amanda's eyes and into Kel's hair, then my body gave out. The last thing I remembered was falling backwards and feeling as if I was flying. Then everything turned dark. ------- "Damon, are you okay?" I heard a voice coming from somewhere beyond my consciousness, and I fought against the grogginess in my brain. I tried several times to open my eyes, but they stubbornly resisted. Finally I clenched my teeth and willed them to open, then I winced when a bright light stabbed into them. "Oh, thank God!" Amanda said with obvious relief once I opened my eyes. "What the hell happened?" I groaned. My head was throbbing painfully, and I felt pretty groggy. "We don't know!" she said. "You were cumming really hard, and then you just sort of fell down. Unfortunately you fell off the bed and clunked your head on the floor pretty hard!" "Damn, so that's what's hurting," I said as I reached for the throbbing spot on my head. "Don't touch that, it's a pretty nasty bump!" Amanda warned, gently taking my hands away again. I blinked against the light several times, then I got a happy grin when her face came into focus. "What are you grinning about?" she asked curiously. "Your face is absolutely covered in cum," I said, feeling immensely proud of myself. Several shots of my cum had splashed on her cheeks and nose, and one had draped across her eyes, over her forehead and into her hair. A few small drops were running down her neck. She looked so fucking sexy. "I figured you'd like that," she said with a sly little wink. "You look fantastic!" "Thank you," she giggled. A small glob of my cum slowly ran down her cheek, and she scooped it up with her finger, then licked it off with obvious enjoyment. "How long was I out?" I asked, figuring it couldn't have been too long. "Maybe thirty seconds or so," Amanda said. "The girls showed up outside the door because we'd been so loud. Kelsey went to take them back to their rooms since she at least still had her clothes on. Then she'll get her phone to call an ambulance for you if you need one." "Don't do that," I said. "I'm alright, plus it will take you forever to try to explain that to the people who own this house." Amanda shrugged. "We probably would have just told them the truth. The worst that could happen is that they no longer want us to babysit. More likely, they'd just want us to fuck them." I chuckled. "For all how much both of you say you don't really want to fuck the husband, you sure talk about them fucking you two a lot?" "Well, we don't want him, but I guess he could watch while we destroy his wife," she grinned. "If that's what it takes." "I wouldn't mind watching that myself!" "Be a good boy, and maybe we'll let you!" my sister grinned from the doorway, phone in her hand. "How are you?" "I'm okay. Just a big bump on my head, I guess." "What happened?" Kelsey asked as she came over and knelt beside the both of us. "I don't know. I think I came so hard I blacked out or something," I said with a shrug. "That happens to me sometimes," Kelsey said with a knowing look. "I had no idea it could happen to boys too." "I guess maybe only when we're shooting a gallon of cum," I grinned while looking at my sister's face. She, too, was draped in my cum, a string of my pearly goo clinging to her chin, while a fat glob of it coated her left eyebrow. Another rope had flung completely into her hair, where it glistened under the lights. "You did cum really hard, yeah," Amanda grinned. "I thought you were going to drown us!" "Why haven't you cleaned it off yet?" I asked. "Because it feels good on my face, and because I was worried about you!" Amanda said. "Besides, I wanted you to be awake to see." "See what?" "This," she moaned as she turned towards Kelsey. My sister's eyes flickered with desire, and the two nymphs leaned into each other, their tongues flashing. Slowly and sensually they began to lick my cum off each other's faces, their tongues trailing wetly across skin and hair, then swapping my jizz into their mouths. I groaned in awe at the sight. When they finally finished after two minutes or so, they both grinned at me with wicked smiles. Suddenly I realized something. "Eh, Kel?" "Yeah?" she asked curiously. "You went to take the little girls back to their room, right?" "Uh-huh." "With my cum all over your face?" She gave me a look that bordered between embarrassment and craving. "Well, they showed up at the door before Amanda had a chance to clean it off, and I didn't just want to wipe it in my t-shirt. Besides, they're four and five years old. It's not like they know what it was." "We hope," Amanda grinned. "Well, yeah," Kelsey said, then she giggled. I shook my head at her, but couldn't help from chuckling. She'd rather risk being seen with cum on her face than not be able to let Amanda lick it off her. God, I loved what a little slut my sister was. "It did look really awesome on you, Kel. On both of you." "Thanks!" my sister said with a cute little smile. "Yes, thanks. Thank you also for fucking my ass," Amanda said excitedly. "Shit, no, thank you for letting me!" I corrected her. "Well, technically I didn't really let you," she grinned. "You just took it." Immediately my face fell. "Oh God, I didn't hurt you, did I?" She shook her head. "No, it felt amazing. Besides, I liked it when you just took me like that. I liked that you were so horny you couldn't stop, and you just had to grab me and shove your cock in my ass. I felt so dirty, it was wonderful!" Kelsey was grinning at her gorgeous girlfriend. "And you call me a slut!" Amanda gave her a wink. "Hey, I never said that I wasn't one!" "You two are both unbelievable," I groaned. "I've never been this horny before in my life, nor this fucking exhausted." "Good!" both girls said in unison, then they looked at each other and giggled again. I happily joined their laughter. I felt so great that I'd temporarily forgotten about all my other worries. Kelsey's phone ringing interrupted our revery, and she glanced at her display. "It's Mom," she said, looking slightly less than thrilled. "She's probably gonna ask me if I know where you are." I nodded. "Probably." "Do you want me to tell her?" "No," I said resolutely. "She'll just tell Dad, and he'll come over here and haul me off." "Okay." My sister nodded as she answered her phone. "Hey Mom." I rolled over on my shoulder and turned around, scooting up until I had my back against the bed. Amanda crawled over beside me and lay her head on my shoulder and her arm across my chest, hugging me tightly. She kissed my neck then relaxed as we both listened to my sister's conversation with my mom. "Yeah, I'd heard that," Kelsey said. "Well, he told me ... no, he's not here. I don't know where he is ... because he called me on his phone ... Mom, I said I don't know where he is!" Kelsey looked over at me, her eyes questioning. She put her hand in front of the phone's microphone and whispered, "She sounds really worried." I felt my stomach cringe a little. Mom had never been anything but loving and kind to me, and she didn't deserve to have to worry that her only son was out somewhere, maybe doing something stupid. "Tell her I'm staying over at a friend's house tonight, and I'll talk to them tomorrow." Kelsey nodded and she removed her hand from the speaker. "Mom ... Mommy, listen to me for a second. Damon told me earlier he'd be staying over at a friend's house tonight, and he'd call you guys tomorrow, okay? What? I don't know which friend, he never told me." Amanda grinned at me as her hand tugged softly on my deflated shaft. Despite the delicate feel of her small hand, and the hotness of her naked body lying against me, my cock didn't so much as stir. I was truly exhausted. "I'm sure he knows that you love him, Mommy, and I don't think he's mad at you ... no, he's mad at Dad ... no, Mom, that's not true ... no, it's not! He wasn't the one who started the fight ... Yes, I do know that, actually, because I was there both times! Jeff apparently decided that it's not enough to just have sex with Damon's girlfriend, he also has to beat Damon up, while he has five of his buddies on his side!" Kelsey explained crossly. I motioned for her to cut it off, but she mouthed at me, "She knows already. Dad probably told her." I nodded that I understood, and Kelsey continued, "Well, I don't know what Dad told you, Mommy, but that's the truth ... No, it's not Damon's fault! He was just protecting himself both times! Jeff is the one who started it ... He did try to explain that to Dad! Dad just wouldn't listen!" Suddenly we heard loud yells coming from the phone, and Kelsey held it away from her ear to avoid going deaf. From the sound of it, Mom was screaming at Dad about something, at quite an ear-shattering volume. After a few moments the silence returned, and Kelsey put the phone back against her ear. "Wow, are you okay, Mommy? What? Oh okay ... Yes, I'm sure that he will call you tomorrow ... Yes, Mom, if he calls me before then, I'll definitely let him know ... I can't tell him that, Mom, since he's not here, and he's not answering my calls either. I'm sure he'll be fine staying over at a friend's house tonight, and then will call you guys tomorrow, okay? Then you can tell him all this, and then maybe you can also do something about him being grounded for no good reason whatsoever! He doesn't deserve all this, Mom!" Kelsey listened to Mom for a few more moments, then said, "Okay, Mommy, I love you too ... No, I'm staying at Amanda's tonight. Her mom is working a double shift, and she hates being alone in the house at night." Amanda gave my sister a wicked grin, which was returned eagerly. "You're not scared of being alone, are you?" I whispered into Amanda's ear. "No," she grinned. "I just want to get fucked more." "Just by her?" I asked a little hesitantly. "No, silly, by both of you!" she whispered intently. "That is, if your cock is ever going to get back up?" "I hope so," I grinned as I looked down at my limp warrior. Despite the fact that Amanda had been tugging on him for a few minutes straight, he still showed no signs of life. "Okay Mom. I love you too," Kelsey said as she disconnected her line. "Well?" I asked. "Mom is absolutely livid at Dad," Kelsey grinned. "She called him several things that I probably shouldn't repeat. When you call me again, she wanted me to tell you that Dad had absolutely no right to get so mad at you for being in fights that you didn't start, and she wants you to know that you can come home and everything is forgiven and forgotten." "Wow," I said, stunned. "She just overruled Dad like that?" "Apparently so. Who'd have thought, huh?" Kelsey said, a small tinge of wonder in her voice. "Yeah, no kidding," I agreed. Dad had always been the decision maker in the house, and Mom usually just went along with what he wanted without question or argument. For her to take such a stance must have been really something. I sighed as I realized I now really had no reason for not going back home. "I think maybe I should go back," I said softly. "No, please come with us!" Amanda said quickly, squeezing me tighter and putting her head against my chest, as if she didn't want to let me go. "I really want to sleep in your arms tonight, and I can't if we go over to your house." I gave her a warm smile. "If you put it like that, how can I say no?" Amanda's answering smile was like the sun coming up on the first morning of spring. I looked over at my sister, expecting to see her smile too. Instead, to my great surprise, I saw her stare at Amanda with an expression that seemed partially bewildered, and partially ... annoyed? Kelsey saw me looking at her and quickly looked away. I wanted to ask her what was wrong, but somehow I got the idea that she wouldn't tell me. I worried about it for a bit more, but soon Amanda's hugs and kisses swept away my worries. I couldn't wait to get her home and into her own bed. ------- Chapter 12 My heart pounding, I sat straight up in my bed, having awoken with a start. I'd been having a disturbing dream in which both Mom and Dad were yelling at me for things that weren't my fault, and I could feel chills running down my spine. "Hmm ... Damon? Are you okay?" Amanda's voice came from beside me, and I looked over in surprise. How had she gotten here? For that matter, how had my bed suddenly gotten so large? Slowly the fog lifted from my mind, and I began to remember where I was. I wasn't at home, as I'd originally thought, but rather I was in Amanda's room where she and I—along with my sister—had gone after Mr. and Mrs. Ferris had come home. I grinned when I remembered the look Mrs. Ferris had given me when Kelsey introduced me. To call it predatory would have been a severe understatement; it was more accurate to say that she'd appeared to want to devour me on the spot. My cock had actually jumped back to semi-hardness in my pants just from her hungry gaze, which was fairly amazing since it had been limp as a noodle after Amanda and Kelsey had fucked me half to death. Several guarded looks and teasing grins had been exchanged by Mrs. Ferris, Kelsey and Amanda, but sadly nothing had come of it because the Ferris' two little girls had woken up and had come running into the room to say hi to their parents. Mrs. Ferris had sighed, perhaps a little disappointedly, then had gone off with her girls to read them a story. Giggling wildly, the three of us had said our goodbyes and gotten out of there, right after Mr. Ferris had paid Kelsey and Amanda. We figured that as soon as the married couple entered their bedroom, and Mrs. Ferris smelled the air, her husband would be in for quite a treat. Our sex romp had been really intense, and the entire room smelled of excited teenage pussy as well as lots of cum. Amanda had cleaned off any visible evidence of our fucking, but that scent was going to linger for awhile. After we'd gotten to Amanda's house, we'd wasted no time in getting naked and repeating our hot threesome from before. Kelsey and Amanda had 69'd each other, while I took turns fucking their pussies until I had given them both another load of cum inside their hot slits. Exhausted but thoroughly satisfied, we had gone to sleep in Amanda's bed, completely naked, gently rubbing and grinding against each other as we drifted off. "Damon?" Amanda repeated, sitting up behind me and folding her arms around me. I blinked as I focused my attention back on the present, smiling at the feel of her cheek against my back. "Sorry, honey. I'm okay," I said, reaching out and putting my hands on top of hers, squeezing them gently while she hugged me. "Were you off in dreamland or something?" she giggled softly. "I was remembering all the things we did last night." "Mmmm, you mean like when you fucked me from behind, came in my pussy, and then your cum dripped out of me into your sister's mouth?" she whispered sensually as she sat up and put her cheek against mine. "Yes!" I growled. That had been so fucking hot, and Kelsey's excited moans and eager slurps had made my cock hard again almost instantly. Even now, just thinking back about it, I could feel it rising rapidly. Being naked, my rising cock immediately drew Amanda's eye, and she lowered her hand, reaching out around me to tug it. "You just can't get enough, can you?" she grinned. "Of you? Never," I said sincerely. "Awww, you're so sweet! Think you can fuck me quietly, without waking your sister?" she asked, looking over at Kelsey who was slumbering peacefully on the other side of the bed. "I doubt it, but I'd love to try," I said excitedly, turning around to face her. Even in her almost completely dark bedroom, I gasped at just how incredibly beautiful she was. The dimness made it almost impossible to see details, so instead I gawked at her overall shape, which was just perfect. She was one smooth-flowing set of curves, absolutely amazing and round in all the right places but also slender and athletic in the others; just staring at her made my heart ache. I was rapidly falling in love with her. No sooner had I admitted that to myself, and I paused. I was falling in love with her? Really? What did that mean for me and Kelsey? Obviously Kelsey was my sister, but did I love her less, or differently, than I did Amanda? What kind of feelings did I have for my sister, beyond those of love for a sibling? "Damon?" my gorgeous blonde girlfriend asked again in a soft whisper. "Are you sure you're okay?" "Uh-huh, I'm fine" I said, shaking my head slightly to clear it. Now was not the time to be asking myself these questions; as my cock was loudly making known, now was the time to fuck. She drew back towards her pillow as I crawled over on top of her, the feel of her soft, perfect skin sending shivers of desire through me. Her entire body felt just wonderful, and I practically melted as we touched. She drew me down along with her while our mouths kissed, gently, unhurriedly, then I felt her open her legs for me and wrap them around my lower back. Without any effort on my part, my cock smoothly slid inside her. She was so hot, and so unbelievably wet, that it sank all the way inside her incredible pussy in one relaxed stroke. "I love your cock. I love how it feels inside of me," Amanda moaned in my ear as I bottomed out inside her. "I love how it feels inside of you too," I sighed, softly, so as not to wake Kelsey up. Not out of any sense of jealousy or not wanting her to join in, but just to see if we could. I started moving inside her, slowly and tenderly, while we lovingly nibbled on each other's lips. A far cry from the frantic, hormone-driven fucking she and I—and others—had been doing over the last week or so, it still felt amazing. As I moved inside her slowly, I could feel every twitch and clench of her incredible pussy, shivering with delight while it gripped my entire shaft and milked it. "Damon, this feels so amazing," Amanda sighed, her breathing deep and her face showing flashes of complete joy at the full penetration of my entire shaft. "You're amazing," I whispered back. "I've never met anyone like you. You are so perfect." "Don't let Kelsey hear that, she'll get jealous," Amanda said quietly with a small giggle. "She wouldn't," I said, shaking my head. "She thinks you're perfect too." "Awww," Amanda said, her eyes getting moist. She locked her arms around my neck and pulled my head down to her, locking our mouths in a sweet, tender kiss. I passionately returned her kiss, feeling my heart thundering in my chest more because of the kiss than because my cock was inside her pussy. Slowly we moved against each other, loving the feel of having sex in such a relaxed way. I had never done anything like this before, and figured this must be what it was like to make love. I'd always imagined you really needed to love someone before you could make love, but perhaps I'd been wrong? Then again, maybe I was already in love with Amanda anyways? As my excitement began to rise and my cock started pulsing inside her, I started tightening up. I wanted to start plowing into her like I had done other times, but she looked so absolutely wonderful as she enjoyed our slow fuck that I didn't want to disturb her joy. As if reading my mind, Amanda nibbled teasingly on my ear. "You can go faster if you like. If you can't hold it anymore, I mean." "I am getting really close, and I just want to go nuts inside you," I admitted with a grunt as I barely could keep myself in check. The feel of her silky cunt around my shaft was rendering my entire brain unable to think properly. "Then do it!" she grinned. "Fuck me hard, Damon. Fuck my little cunt!" "Yeah!" I growled. I took the brakes off, bracing myself on my elbows as I set myself above her, my cock suddenly slamming into her cunt. Her face grimaced for a second, the wind knocked out of her by my powerful thrust, but it only took a second before excitement started glimmering in her eyes, and she gave me a dirty smile. "Do it! Fuck my brains out!" she moaned, and I gritted my teeth as I started nailing her, ramming my cock in and out of her squelching slit. We were both panting heavily as I plowed her at an insane pace, and I could feel my orgasm come upon me. "Amanda, I'm gonna shoot!" I groaned. I felt her start to tremble beneath me, her body riding the wave into orgasm. "Give it to me, I want all of it! I want your cum in my pussy!" she moaned. "Fuck, Amanda!" I howled. I plunged forward one last time, then exploded inside her. I groaned and whimpered as my cock pulsed, shooting several thick loads of cum inside her unbelievably hot cunt. At the same time, I felt small gushes of her wetness wash over my cock while her walls clenched and hungrily milked my cock. We looked deeply into each other's eyes and smiled happily when we came, loving the feel of our bodies getting off on each other. My cock squeezed out one final dribble of seed, then it almost wailed with disappointment as it slipped out of Amanda's cum-filled slit. I slowly let my right elbow collapse and rolled down onto my side between Amanda and Kelsey; or at least that's what I thought, because Kelsey had sat up and turned towards us, causing me to promptly fall with my head in her lap. "Whoa!" she exclaimed with a loud giggle. "Can't wait to get at my pussy too, dear brother?" "Shit, sorry Kel! I didn't know you were awake," I said with a small grin, loving the feel of her hand which started playing with my hair. I relaxed with a deep sigh. Amanda turned lazily onto her side, smiling at her girlfriend. "I should have known that you'd wake up as soon as we got rowdy." "Oh please," Kelsey grinned. "I was awake the second you two started fucking. What, you don't think my fuck-radar would go off if my two lovers are banging each other two feet away from me?" Amanda's eyes opened wide. "You were awake? Kel, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say ... about the jealousy, I ... you know I didn't..." she stammered, her cheeks turning red with embarrassment. "Sshhhh, it's okay," Kelsey said sweetly. "I know you didn't mean anything bad by it. Besides, doofus here was right; I do think you're perfect." Amanda visibly relaxed, then she scooted over and got up on her knees, kissing my sister deeply. A few seconds after she had gotten up, a large glob of my cum slipped out from between her pussy lips and ran down her leg, causing her to giggle a bit squeamishly at the tickling sensation. "Mmmm, that looks so yummy," Kelsey growled. "Excuse me, Damon." I grinned and got my head out of her lap, smiling lewdly as Kelsey knelt in front of her friend; then, her tongue began trailing across Amanda's leg, scooping up my cum. Rather than stop, however, she just kept moving right up until she reached Amanda's pussy. With a wide grin, she wriggled her tongue in between Amanda's pussy lips, causing my girlfriend to moan loudly. Kelsey slurped eagerly on her lover's cunt; from where I sat I could faintly make out her tongue, flashing in and out of the delicious slit in front of her and almost desperately lapping up my cum and Amanda's. As Kelsey kept drawing her tongue through Amanda's pussy, my girlfriend started bucking against my sister's face, quickly approaching another orgasm. "Kel, lick my clit, please!" Amanda begged, then she groaned loudly, arching her back as my sister granted her request. She locked her fingers in my sister's hair and started humping almost feverishly, rubbing the full length of her pussy across Kelsey's face. Kelsey grinned wickedly and brought up her left index finger, gently pushing it into Amanda's pussy; then, once it was lubed, she pulled it out and put it against my girlfriend's butt. Amanda shuddered and started breathing heavier as she reached the point of no return. My sister threw me a quick glance, winking at me, then she bit down on Amanda's clit softly while jamming the full length of her finger up Amanda's ass. "Oh God, Kel!" Amanda screamed, and she almost jumped off the bed. Her hands clenched my sister's head so hard I briefly worried she'd break Kelsey's skull as she shuddered and ground against her lover's face. She mewled joyfully while her orgasm tore through her, and I heard the delightful sound of her pussy juice splashing against my sister's tongue. Amanda shivered for a few more seconds while Kelsey munched on her cunt, then she sank down onto her butt, her legs folded beneath her. She gave my sister a tired smile before she fell over on her side, completely worn out. "Oh my God, you two fuck me insane! I need to find a new hobby!" she moaned happily. Kelsey and I both laughed as we lovingly looked at the blonde goddess. I scooted over and gently massaged Amanda's legs while Kelsey's small hands began rubbing Amanda's shoulders and neck. "Why do you need a new hobby?" Kelsey asked with a cute little pout. "Don't you like the one you have? Fucking us?" "Oh, I do! You know I do! But I think about you two all the time, like every second of the day, and I can't stop! You're both driving me crazy!" Kelsey and I both grinned proudly at Amanda. "You drive us crazy too, you know," I said. "No kidding. What, you think I'm not constantly fantasizing about your pussy and his cock?" Kelsey giggled. "I wish I didn't have to fantasize, that I could just have them whenever I wanted to! All the time!" "You little slut," I grinned. I lazily crawled over towards her, then gave her ass a firm slap. Kelsey winked at me as she wriggled her magnificent butt, begging me to spank it again. "You like that I'm a slut, admit it! You love that I'm such a dirty girl, constantly out-of-my-mind horny for your cum!" I nodded enthusiastically and gave her another whack. "Damn right I do. I love that both of you are this dirty!" "Hey, your sister is much dirtier than I am!" Amanda protested slyly. "Oh puhleeze! If he was able to just stay hard, you'd never get off his cock, ever!" Kelsey snorted. "Well, duh! Of course I wouldn't! But what does that have to do with anything?" Amanda giggled, sticking her tongue out at us. All three of us laughed happily while I continued to rub my hand across Kelsey's ass. "Can you go again, big brother?" my sister asked, throwing me a sultry smile. "Are you hungry for cum?" I asked. "I am always hungry for your cum!" Kelsey growled. "I want your cock in my pussy, and I want to be fucked hard!" "Guys, I'm sorry, but we can't," Amanda said, looking a bit sad. "Why not? Did we finally wear you out?" I asked hopefully. Even if I died doing it, some day I would get her to beg me to stop. I decided right then and there to make it my mission in life. "Of course not!" Amanda giggled. "But my mom is going to be home any moment now, and she always comes to say hi to me. So I think we should get you out of here and on the couch. It'd be hard to explain to her why both you and your sister are naked in my bed." "And why you have a thin trail of cum still leaking out of your pussy," Kelsey grinned as she teasingly drew her finger across Amanda's leg, scooping up the little bit of cum she hadn't lapped out earlier. She brought it to her lips and sucked the juice off, moaning with relish. "Though I guess you could just blame that on me." "Yeah, that'd go over even better!" Amanda giggled. "Anyways, come on, you guys; time to get slightly less naked and to get you on the couch." I sighed with disappointment, my cock having gotten hard again at the thought of fucking my sister. Amanda caught my disapproval, and she said softly, "I'm sorry." I quickly shook my head. "No, honey, please, it's not your fault. I need to thank you for letting me stay here." "Oh yeah, that was such a sacrifice on my part!" she chuckled. "Okay, I'll get dressed and get my ass on the couch," I said, giving Kel a quick kiss before getting up and looking around for my boxers and my t-shirt. As I did, both girls also got up, putting on their own night clothes—panties and tank tops—then they grabbed me a pillow and a blanket while following me to the living room couch. I had just gotten settled in when the door opened and Amanda's mom came in, looking more tired than any person really should ever have to. I immediately felt sorry for her. From what Kelsey had told me about her, she was an absolutely wonderful woman, who busted her butt to make sure her daughter never wanted for anything. Sadly, the work she had to do to make that a reality was obviously taking a huge toll on her. "Hey Mom!" Amanda said, quickly hurrying over to her mother's side and taking her Mom's bag and keys from her. "You look so tired!" "I am, sweetheart," Mrs. O'Sullivan said as she came inside, wearily shrugging out of her coat. She gave her daughter a huge kiss on the cheek. "I'm going to go straight to bed." "Can I get you anything?" Amanda asked, a little worriedly. "No dear, but thank you." She shook her head, then began to walk towards her bedroom. Just as she was about to reach the door, she glanced over in my direction, and immediately froze in her tracks. "Hello, I'm Damon ... Kelsey's brother?" I said, raising my hand in greeting. "Oh, hello Damon. It's so nice to finally meet you! My daughter's been talking about you a lot lately," she said pointedly while staring at Amanda. Her emphasis on the 'a lot' part had been almost comical. Amanda got a big smile on her face, and though it was fairly dark, it also seemed like she was blushing pretty heavily. "Hi Helena," Kelsey said, coming over to give her friend's mother a big hug. "Hi sweetie," Mrs. O'Sullivan said. "Not that I mind, but why is your brother here?" "He had a big fight with our dad, and he needed a place to stay for the night. Amanda offered to put him up the couch. Is that okay?" Kelsey asked quietly, with Amanda coming to stand beside her. Mrs. O'Sullivan looked at both girls for a silent moment, then she smiled and nodded. "Well, of course it's okay, dear; you know my home is your home. And now I'm going to bed." With that she disappeared into her bedroom, closing the door behind her. "Wow, that was easy," I said, a bit surprised. "My mom's really cool," Amanda whispered proudly. "Yeah, she is," Kelsey agreed. "I wish our mom was so cool with stuff." "Why did you call her Helena?" I asked curiously. "Because that's her name, duh?" Kelsey said, a teasing grin on her face. I held up my finger in a threatening manner. "Careful brat, or I'm gonna spank you!" "Please?" Kelsey said, much to Amanda's delight, and they both started giggling again. "No, but seriously?" "She told me to stop calling her Mrs. O'Sullivan like the second time I visited here. She insists I call her Helena," Kelsey said with a shrug. "It makes her sad when people call her by her last name," Amanda said quietly. "She wants everyone to just call her Helena." "Because of your dad?" I asked, surprised at my own insight. Amanda nodded, and I saw her shoulders slump a little. Kelsey immediately hugged Amanda, giving her a big kiss on her cheek, which seemed to perk her up a bit. "I'm sorry, Amanda ... I didn't mean to upset you," I said softly. "It's okay. I miss him, but it's just a dull ache now," Amanda said. "My mom still hurts over it a lot, though. Sometimes I wonder if she'll ever be alright again." I saw a tear slowly rolling down Amanda's face. Kelsey saw it too, and she took her friend in another huge hug, murmuring soft encouragements. I felt my gut clench painfully at the mere thought of Amanda being unhappy. The two girls hugged each other for a few moments, then they both came over towards me, small grins on their faces. They each kissed one of my cheeks, and I felt their hands rub against my cock through my boxers. "'Night, doofus!" my sister whispered teasingly in my ear. "We hope you sleep well," Amanda added. "What are you two going to do?" I asked, feeling a bit bewildered. "We're going to sleep in my bed, silly, what else?" Amanda asked. "You're not going to just sleep though, are you?" "Mmmm, maybe we'll do something else too," Kelsey mused. "And I have to stay here," I said, seeing where this was going. Teasing little minxes. "Yeah. My mom knows Kelsey sleeps in my bed, but I don't think she'd be as forgiving to find you in there as well," Amanda said, though it sounded like she wasn't very happy about it. "Don't worry, we'll make it up to you," Kelsey said, her voice full of mirth. "I'm going to spank your ass next time I get the chance, teasing brat!" I grinned. "Mmmm, I can't wait!" Kelsey laughed softly, before giving me another kiss on my cheek. Amanda pushed her lips against mine and kissed me deeply. "I'm sorry you can't join us. You know I really want you to," she said softly. I gave her an encouraging wink. "I know. Don't worry, it's okay. Try not to scream too loudly though." She giggled at me, then grabbed my sister's hand, and the two of them went back into Amanda's bedroom. I sighed and lay down on the surprisingly comfy couch, shaking my head as I thought of the two insatiable nymphs fucking each other senseless the whole morning. Despite the fact that I wanted to try to stay awake to hear them moan, I quickly fell back into a deep sleep. ------- I woke up again from some unidentified noise. I was confused for a few seconds, since I felt something pushing down on my chest ... something really warm. At first I thought Kelsey or Amanda might be sitting on me, then I realized whatever it was was purring also. I opened my eyes and saw a small Russian Blue cat lying comfortably on my chest. "What the hell?" I said, shaking my head to clear it. I hadn't know Amanda had a cat, and I hadn't seen it at all the night before. It was giving me a decidedly mellow stare, it's dark yellow eyes calm and even. I gently reached out, ready to yank my hand back at the slightest hint that it was going to attack me, but the cat let me touch it without incident, and its purring grew deeper as I scratched it behind its ears. "Well, so far I seem to be two for two in making an impression on Amanda's family, eh cat?" I said. It studiously ignored me, though it was loving on my hand like crazy. "'Morning sleepy head!" Kelsey said as she walked up to the couch. "Hey sis." I smiled at her. She was still wearing her pink tank top and her black panties. My eyes were, of course, drawn to her wonderful tits, which were snugly enveloped in her tank top. I also loved how pink looked on her, it was definitely her color; she looked absolutely gorgeous in the morning sunlight. "I see you met Snuggles," Kelsey chuckled. "Well, Snuggles didn't really introduce himself to me. He just plopped down without so much as a hello!" I pouted. "She. And yeah, Snuggles simply takes what she wants in her domain, don't you, Snuggles?" Kelsey said, gently scratching the cat's neck. Snuggles purred even louder, managing to love on my hand and Kelsey's at the same time. "Do you want some breakfast?" Kelsey asked. I smiled at her as I let out a huge yawn, stretching deeply. Snuggles glared at me for daring to disturb her comfy spot. "Are you referring to something liquid?" I asked, my stomach actually growling at the thought of drinking my sister's juice. I pointedly let my gaze sink down to her panties-clad pussy. She ruffled my hair as she laughed. "No, silly! I mean like some cornflakes or eggs or something!" "Oh." "Don't look so disappointed. I'll let you have what you want once Amanda's mom is no longer here," she said softly. "Promise?" "Mmmm, yeah," she groaned, leaning closer. "I'd love to have you drink my pussy juice later." We both grinned at each other, then I got up and went to the kitchen while Kelsey hurried off to the bathroom. Snuggles seemed mortally offended at having to vacate her comfy spot, and quickly ran off to parts unknown. I glanced over at the clock and saw it was a little after 10:30am. Amanda was in the kitchen, busily making all kinds of food: pancakes, scrambled eggs, sausages and toast, and it all smelled absolutely delicious. I looked at her magnificent body and sighed softly. Like my sister she was only wearing a small pair of panties and a tank top, blue in her case, which tightly hugged her slender figure. Her beautifully tanned legs were on perfect display in the early morning sunlight, and I felt my heart shudder as I traced the outlines of her curves. Admittedly, my stomach was more interested in the fact she had a spatula in her hand and was making heaps of food. "'Morning!" she smiled at me happily. I went over and gave her a big hug and a kiss. "Hey baby," I whispered in her ear as my hands roamed across her back, then squeezed her ass. "Have you two been naughty this morning?" "No, we were just teasing you. I didn't want to fuck without you being able to join," she said sweetly. "That was nice of you." "I'm a nice girl!" she giggled. "Yes, you are. Very, very nice," I teased, letting my eyes roam over her body slowly and deliberately, marveling again at how snugly her tank top fit, and how small her panties really were. A sizable portion of her incredible ass was uncovered by them, and they were pretty see-through as well. She couldn't have screamed "Fuck me!" any harder if she tried. She stuck her tits out a little more for my benefit. "Do you like what you see?" "You are so unbelievably gorgeous. Doesn't your mom freak out about you wearing such skimpy clothes?" "No, she doesn't." Amanda shrugged. "I think she figures that I'm beautiful, and I should be allowed to show it." "Thank her for me?" I laughed. She smiled at me and slapped my ass with her spatula, then returned her attention to the food. "Go and sit down, food will be ready in a few minutes." "You didn't have to make so much, Amanda," I said, a little worried. I knew she and her mom weren't exactly living large, and she seemed to be making like a hundred bucks worth of food. "It's okay, I know you need a lot to eat, especially with your important swim meet coming up tomorrow," she said, then she got a small grin on her face. "Besides, most of this stuff has been here for ages, and I'm glad I finally have a chance to cook it up and have someone eat it." "Oh, so I'm just your leftover disposal, is that it?" I said dryly. "Mmmm, and a sexy one too!" she giggled. I laughed along with her, then gave her another kiss. Kelsey returned from the bathroom, and I sat down at the breakfast table beside her. Amanda served up a heaping platter of eggs and pancakes, and I hungrily dug in. As my teeth sank into the first pancake, my stomach filed a motion to my brain to marry this girl immediately, which my cock eagerly seconded. Amanda finished making some sausages and a few more pancakes, then she sat down on my other side, and the three of us ate, enjoying the beautiful morning while chatting about anything that popped into our minds. "So what are you planning for today?" Amanda asked me after taking a sip of her milk, leaving a cute little milk-lip. She and my sister had each had a pancake, half a sausage and a scoop of scrambled eggs, then had both pushed their plates away with a loud groan, leaving me to finish the rest of the food, which suited me just fine. "Well, I'm gonna stop by the pool and swim a few laps, just to loosen up a bit for tomorrow. Then I figure I gotta go back home at some point and make peace with Dad," I said, wolfing down a syrup-covered pancake in three bites. I wasn't looking forward to facing my dad, but the knowledge that I had Mom on my side made it seem far less daunting than it otherwise would have. "You can go make peace with Dad tonight," my sister said resolutely. "Today the three of us are going to have fun!" "We have to wait until my mom is gone," Amanda warned. "I don't mean fucking," my sister said, then she got a small grin on her face. "Well, I do mean fucking, but not just fucking. Let's go somewhere and have a good time." "What'd you have in mind?" I asked curiously. "I don't know, you two come up with something. I came up with the idea, now you can fill in the details!" Kelsey laughed. Amanda and I both grinned at each other and nodded; it would be fun to go do something today. Before we could think of anything, however, Kelsey's phone rang from Amanda's bedroom. Kelsey quickly ran over to answer it before the rings woke up Amanda's mom. "Hey honey!" Kelsey said cheerfully as she walked back into the kitchen, mouthing at us that it was Carynne. "I'm over at Amanda's, where are you? Cool ... oh we're just hanging out, kind of deciding what we want to do ... me, Amanda and Damon ... yes, he's here too. What? Oh, okay ... I don't know, let me ask." Kelsey looked at Amanda. "Carynne asks if she can come over?" Amanda nodded with a beautiful smile. "Sure, I'd love to have her over. Any particular reason though?" "Amanda wants to know why you want to come over?" Kelsey giggled into her phone. "Well, because you always have an ulterior motive, and we simply don't trust you!" I could hear Carynne's peals of laughter coming from the phone, in obvious appreciation of my sister's joke. "You want to show us what? Oh okay, that sounds cool ... yeah, we'll see you in a little while then," my sister said. Amanda started making some motions as if circling something, and Kelsey nodded in understanding after a few seconds. "You need to come around to Amanda's bedroom window, though, so you don't wake her mom, okay? Alright, see ya!" Kelsey hung up her phone. "She's on her way over. She said she had some nice ideas for our outfits for tomorrow, and she wants to know what we think." Amanda snorted, then she pointedly turned her gaze away from Kelsey and towards me. Both girls broke out into giggles. "Why are you two laughing?" I asked. "Oh, nothing," my sister chuckled. "Don't worry about it." "I wonder what Carynne has figured out for our outfits," Amanda said, though her tone seemed mocking. "Knowing her, they'll probably get even sluttier than they already are." "Doofus here won't mind, will ya?" Kelsey grinned at me. "Seeing you girls in even sexier stuff than that cheerleader outfit? Nope, I don't mind at all," I said honestly. "Figures!" Amanda giggled. "Hey, I'm an eighteen year old guy; what did you expect? I can't help myself!" Amanda got up off her chair and sat down in my lap, grinding herself against my cock. "I know you can't, and we like it; don't we, Kel?" "Oh yes," my sister said, nodding happily. "I love how hard your cock gets from our slutty outfits." I groaned as I felt Amanda's pussy rub against me; her panties might as well not have been there at all for how much they hindered the feeling. I moaned deeply in my throat at the feel of her pussy lips sliding along the length of my cock. "If you keep that up, I'm going to take you right here on this table," I warned her, which just caused her smile to grow bigger. "You know I'd really love that, but we'll have to wait for my mom to leave," Amanda said, a bit wistfully. "Then you need to stop teasing me," I said, sounding a little whiny. "Why? It's so much fun," she grinned, causing my sister to laugh. "Besides, I want your balls to be completely full for when Carynne gets here." "Huh?" "Oh, come on! Don't act so innocent. Why do you think Carynne wants to come over?" Kelsey interjected. "What, you mean me?" I asked. "Of course. Carynne wants to fuck you badly, you know. As soon as she heard you were here too, she immediately wanted to come too." "You're kidding?" "Nope. I think the idea of fucking you right in front of your sister and your girlfriend probably sent her horny little mind into overdrive." "Why do all of your friends all want to fuck me?" "Like you don't know!" Kelsey scoffed. "No, seriously. Why?" Amanda ran hands across my chest and abs and let her tongue trail across the inside of my ear, setting off goosebumps all over my body. "It's because of your body. It drives me nuts," she whispered. "I'm sure you have the same effect on the other girls. They all want to fuck you because you're so damn hot!" "And sweet," Kelsey added. "They're all jealous that you're my brother, you know." "Really?" "Yes. They know that you're always looking out for me, and how much I love you for it, and they wish they had someone like that too." "Do you wish that, Amanda?" I asked. She smiled and nodded. "I used to, yeah, but now you're looking out for me anyways, so I don't have to be jealous anymore." "That's right. We've all got what we want," Kelsey said. I looked over at her, as it seemed her voice had been a bit ... despondent? I couldn't see anything in her expression, however, since she was just smiling at us. I shrugged mentally and forgot about it. "Oh yeah? Well, what about me, huh?" I asked, making sure I sounded really petulant. "What do I get out of this neat little plan of yours?" Both girls looked at me with an expression of shock, and I managed to keep a straight face for nearly five seconds before I burst out laughing. "You... !" Amanda exclaimed, slapping me on the shoulder. "I thought for sure you were being serious!" "Just for that, we won't let Carynne fuck you," Kelsey said peremptorily, though her eyes were sparkling with mirth. "Do I still get to fuck you two?" I asked. "If so, then I don't care about what Carynne wants." "Oh whatever! You're dying to fuck her, admit it!" my sister accused. I shrugged. "Not really. I have you two, why would I ever need another girl?" Both girls looked at each other, and their faces split into huge smiles. Then they turned to me and started smothering my face with kisses. I grinned as their lips assaulted me from all sides, and I tried fervently to kiss them back. Things got worse, for me anyways, when Kelsey started tickling me. I normally wasn't very ticklish, but her small fingers digging into my sides in addition to both goddesses' lips smooching all over my face was too much, and I slid off the chair with a hiccup of laughter, pulling Amanda down with me. She let out a small squeak, then she fell on top of me, and I immediately slid my hands over her ass, squeezing firmly as my fingers slid underneath her skimpy panties. Kelsey knelt beside us a second later, and the three of us began making out in earnest. I shivered with delight at the feel of both girls' tongues, and marveled at how, even after a huge breakfast—at least by their standards—they could still faintly taste of raspberry lip balm. After a few minutes, Amanda put a stop to our kissing and groping, saying we needed to settle down or else we'd definitely wake her mom up. I remembered how tired Mrs. O'Sullivan had looked and didn't want to interrupt her much-needed sleep, so the three of us quietly cleaned the kitchen, then went back to Amanda's bedroom, which was on the other side of the house from where her mom slept. "What time does your mom have to go to work again?" Kelsey asked. "I think she has another shift at noon," Amanda said, a bit sadly. "I wish she didn't have to work so hard, but every time I offer to get a job to help out she turns me down." "Really? Wow. Why does she do that?" I asked. "She says because she wants me to enjoy my childhood, and not have to worry about 'all that crap you get to deal with for the rest of your life when you grow up.'" "Your mom is so sweet," Kelsey said admirably. "Yeah, that's amazing. However, she's wrong about one thing though," I said matter-of-factly. "What's that?" Amanda asked, eying me suspiciously while her eyes darkened a little. She obviously did not like anyone putting her mom down in any way. "She said 'when you grow up.' You're already grown up, just look at that amazing body of yours!" I grinned dirtily. Kelsey burst into giggles, and Amanda got a huge blush on her face, then she stuck her tongue out. "It's not nice to pick on your girlfriend, you know?" "I didn't pick on you, I gave you a compliment!" I objected. "Uh-huh ... sure!" she grinned. "Kelsey, was he picking on me or was he giving me a compliment?" Kelsey pretended to ponder it for a few seconds. "I'd say he was giving you a compliment." "Oh, you little traitor! You're in league with him!" Amanda said, her eyes wide open as if she was astonished at my sister taking my side. It didn't last long, however, since she started giggling just a few seconds later. "Uh-huh, I am. By the way, you owe me a really long fuck, big brother," Kelsey said brightly, immensely pleased with herself. "When do you want it?" I asked, feeling my cock jump in my boxers. "As soon as Amanda's mom leaves!" "You'll have to fight me for his first load," Amanda warned, a mock ferocious grin on her face. "How about we take turns fucking him, and see which one of us can get him to pop his load in her pussy?" Kelsey grinned. "Ooh, that sounds fun!" Amanda said, nodding delightedly. "God..." I growled deeply. My cock was tenting out my boxers, and I couldn't wait until I could get my hands on both of them again. However, while it was one thing for me to almost get caught twice by Dad due to my laxness, I didn't want Amanda to get caught by her mom. So, we had to wait until noon. The three of us lay down on Amanda's bed and talked for awhile, passing the time as best we could, even though we were all desperately horny and couldn't wait to fuck. We giggled and laughed softly at each other's jokes, occasionally randomly sneaking in a feel or a kiss. Every time I slid my hand over either girl's pussy, I groaned at how wet and hot it felt. Because Amanda's air conditioning unit was turned off, it got fairly warm in her bedroom after awhile, and I took my shirt off to the girls' delight and obvious approval. I smiled as I showed off for them in several ridiculous poses, causing them to wolf-whistle softly. After awhile, we heard a gentle tap on Amanda's bedroom window. She immediately got up and walked over, pulling open her curtains, then smiled as Carynne's beautiful face was revealed. Amanda pushed the window open as far as it would go, then she grinned when Carynne stood staring at it a bit doubtfully. Her breasts barely reached the edge of Amanda's window frame; apparently the backyard sloped downwards a little, causing the window to be up higher than usual. "You know, you're really short," Amanda giggled at her five foot tall friend. "Oh, thanks! No really, thank you so much!" Carynne grinned, sticking her tongue out. Seeing it made me chuckle, as it appeared that every girl on the squad had slowly begun to emulate Kelsey's mannerism. "Go and help her, Damon," my sister urged. "If she has to try to climb in here by herself, she'll definitely wake Helena up." I nodded at her, then I stood up and went over to the window. As soon as Carynne saw me, her eyes lit up while she checked out my body; she obviously approved of me being dressed in just a pair of boxers, and I could almost feel her eyes trailing over every one of my abdominal muscles. Amanda stepped aside for me, and I leaned partially out of the window, smiling at the small cheerleader. She was dressed in a pair of low-rider jeans that marvelously hugged her lithe legs, as well as a soft green shirt that she'd tied off in a knot over her midriff, leaving her flat tummy and a nice part of her cleavage bare. Her brunette hair had been done up in a pony-tail, much like my sister's, that reached to about her shoulder blades, and though she wore little makeup it didn't diminish how gorgeous she was in any way. She handed me a shopping bag first as I reached out to help her climb in. I took it and handed it over to Amanda, who immediately peeked inside, smiling at what she saw. Meanwhile, I leaned further out of the window and held my hands out for Carynne. Without pause, she jumped up and launched herself into my arms; I tightly grabbed her partially-bare hips, then carefully pulled her inside. Despite my awkward position I was easily able to carry her, since she couldn't have weighed more than a hundred pounds. I was surprised by how little she weighed, but also by how overpoweringly sexy her body was. My cock was staggering at her nearness. As she cleared her feet inside and sat down on the windowsill, Carynne wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me close for a big kiss. "Mmmm, my hero," she breathed, right before her lips touched mine. I hesitated at first, my eyes glancing sideways to Amanda, but when I saw her smile I relaxed and started to kiss Carynne right back. My entire brain was swimming in disbelief. How many smoking hot girls would I get to make out with before all this craziness ended? Every single one of my sister's friends? I had to be the luckiest guy on the whole damn planet! Carynne's tongue slipped into my mouth, and she locked her legs around my hips, slowly lowering herself until I felt her jeans-clad cunt grind against my shaft. I moaned loudly in her mouth as she humped against me, my cock eagerly rubbing against her. "Easy there, honey, don't get him too excited," Amanda warned, though her tone was friendly. "Why not?" Carynne asked mischievously. "Isn't that the whole point of kissing a boy: to get him hard?" Amanda laughed. "Well, yes, but my mom is still home. We can't get freaky until she leaves." "Well, that's just great!" Carynne grumped, though she did ease up on her grip around my neck. I slowly let her down, sighing a bit disappointedly as her legs untangled themselves from around my waist, and her hot pussy quit its grinding against my shaft. Snuggles had found her way into Amanda's bedroom and immediately started loving on Carynne. "Hey Snuggles!" Carynne smiled. She bent down and gently rubbed and scratched the Russian Blue for several moments. "You know I hate waiting!" Carynne winked at Amanda once she got back up. "Suck it up, you little slut," Amanda grinned. "I'd love to, but you won't let me!" the brunette said, causing all of us to laugh. "Keep complaining, and I'm making you wait until tomorrow!" Carynne took on a wise pose, or at least as wise as a giggly, eighteen year old, five foot tall girl could manage, and said, "That wouldn't be good at all. You see, yesterday is history, tomorrow's a mystery, but today is a gift, that's why it's called the present!" Kelsey immediately launched into fresh giggles, while Amanda and I looked at each other in complete confusion. "What the heck did you just say?" I asked. "It's from Kung-Fu Panda!" Carynne exclaimed as if that explained everything. "Okay ... what does it mean?" I asked, still not having a clue. "And how does it have anything to do with what we were talking about?" Amanda asked, equally as clueless. "I don't know, it's just a funny saying that popped into my head!" Carynne grinned. "You and your Disney movies," Kelsey said, smiling at her friend. "It's not from Disney!" Carynne corrected her. "It's from Dreamworks!" "Oh, sorry, Captain Comic Book!" my sister chuckled. Carynne glared in mock annoyance at her for a second, then she grinned again. "I take it you like animated movies, Carynne?" I asked with a smile while plopping down on a small couch that stood against the wall opposite from Amanda's bed. She flicked her gaze over at me, her face practically splitting in half from her smile. "I love them! My dad owns like all of the old ones, and he always buys all the new ones, too. I watched them all the time when I was a little girl!" "You still watch them all the time!" Kelsey remarked. "Yeah, so?" "I'm just saying," my sister said with a laugh as she held up her hands. "Which one was your favorite, Carynne?" I asked. "Beauty and the Beast," she said immediately. "I must have watched that one a million times!" "Did you like pretending you were Belle?" Carynne blushed softly. "When I was little, yeah, but later I usually pretended I was the Beast." "What?" I asked with a curious frown. I didn't get it; why would a girl pretend she was the monster? Amanda, however, started laughing after a few seconds. Kelsey and I both gave her a quizzical look. "Oh, come on, it's so obvious!" Amanda said. "Do you really not get it?" "No, what?" Kelsey and I asked simultaneously. "She pretended to be the Beast, so she'd get to be with Belle!" I gaped at Carynne, who was now blushing brightly. "Is that true?" "Yeah," she said softly, though with a cute little grin. "She is so gorgeous!" "I bet that's how this hot nympho here figured out she was a lesbian," Amanda grinned. "Hey, I'm not a lesbian!" Carynne objected. "I fuck boys just as much as I do girls!" "You do now, yeah. You didn't use to, though." "You didn't?" I asked, then got chagrined at myself. "Sorry that I keep asking you to confirm everything. I'm apparently some retard who never gets something on the first go." "Don't worry, I kinda like talking about myself anyways," Carynne said with a roguish smile. "And yeah, it took me awhile to get used to boys. They'd always make fun of me for being small, and for having a pretty flat body. They'd call me a boy too, and would pick on me about it. So in my mind, they were just idiots, and I didn't want anything to do with them." As she said it, I could see a small flicker of pain pass through her face, though it vanished almost instantly. Kelsey looked at her friend with compassion."I never knew that, honey ... I'm so sorry." "It's okay, this was all at my old school. Girls always treated me a lot better, so for a time I just stuck with them, and dated them, exclusively. Once I had transferred here, I finally started growing some curves, so the boys stopped treating me like a twelve year old boy, and instead treated me like an actual teenage girl." "Was that really that much better?" I asked. "Weren't you seventeen at the time?" "Yeah, but it felt like a gift from heaven, believe me!" the small brunette chuckled. "I was getting tired of never being noticed as a girl, so I thoroughly enjoyed it once they started." "I'll say you thoroughly enjoy it!" Amanda grinned. "Yup! Once I finally got boys to check me out, I made sure to make up for lost time!" I smiled at Carynne. She was completely at ease while being grilled by the three of us. I imagined it hadn't been easy on her to be a girl in her mid-teens and have a body unlike those of her female friends. I knew Kelsey had started developing her breasts, and especially her ass, right around the time she'd turned thirteen; Melissa had started even earlier. For poor Carynne to be stuck with a fairly flat body, all the way until she was almost seventeen, must have been brutal on her self-confidence. Time had definitely made up for it, though. She was just ravishing. She was still a little bit on the small side of the scale, but her curves were definitely noticeable. Her tits were nicely visible beneath her knotted shirt, showing off a very appealing amount of cleavage, and her ass was mouthwateringly perfect. Her legs were a nice length, even if she was only just five feet, and just sinewy and graceful. She moved with the practiced ease of a panther and practically radiated sex with every step. She had no need to be ashamed or embarrassed of herself in comparison to either Kelsey or Amanda, even though both girls were a bit more curvy than their small friend. "Yeah, we know how you've been making up for lost time, you little slut!" Kelsey grinned. "You haven't stopped fucking since the day you transferred!" "Oh, you're one to talk, Kelsey Richards!" Carynne exclaimed. "Who was on her knees in the dressing room yesterday, eagerly licking every pussy put before her face, hmm? Including that of Amy's?" Even though I'd already heard the story, Kelsey still blushed furiously, causing me to grin. Carynne's grin was positively naughty. "Oops, was I not supposed to mention that?" "You little tramp! You're in so much trouble now!" Kelsey growled. "Mmmm, I love being in trouble with you, Kel," Carynne purred sultrily before switching her attention back to me. "Do you know that I love fucking your sister more than any other girl, Damon?" I felt my mouth go dry as my gaze flicked between the two of them. "I know you love fucking her, yeah, but I didn't know that." "I love eating her pussy. She's so juicy, I love it when she squirts all over my face. And she gets me off so much and so hard when she eats my cunt, it's just so amazing." I stared at Carynne in awe, feeling my cock throb in my boxers. Kelsey was grinning at her friend who looked like she was ready to jump my bones any second now, Amanda's mom be damned. I realized that Carynne was deliberately goading me on, teasing me until I couldn't stand it anymore. "So how about you explain why you're here, little Miss Trouble?" Amanda asked, though she too was grinning broadly. "Well..." Carynne started, a hungry grin forming on her face as her eyes stayed locked on me. "Besides wanting to ravage my boyfriend!" Amanda laughed. The brunette giggled. "Oh fine! I was at this new lingerie place yesterday. You know, the one in the mall over on Condor?" Amanda nodded and motioned for her friend to continue. "I was just window shopping, not really looking for anything, when I started thinking about our outfits for tomorrow. You know, I like everything about them, but the panties are just ... I dunno, not sexy enough." "Carynne, the outfit is as micro as micro can get. We'll be pretty much naked in it, and you don't think it's sexy enough?" my sister asked incredulously. "The outfit is, but the panties aren't! Look, we've already gone without panties in actual contests, why are we even bothering to put them on for tomorrow?" Carynne pouted. My heart skipped a few beats as I imagined my sister, and her friends, in those amazing cheerleading outfits without panties; my cock would literally just explode at seeing that in public. "Because if we don't, we'll be showing off our pussies to everyone there," Amanda said firmly. "Oh, big deal!" Carynne grinned, causing Amanda and Kelsey to break up with laughter. "But okay, I know that some of you have a problem with that, so I figured that since the skirts are short enough that they show off panties, why not wear panties that are actually worth showing off?" "You don't like the red ones?" my sister asked. "They're okay, but they're so big! They cover almost all of my ass, and I'm pretty sure they cover most of Amanda's ass too. Don't you want to see her ass in something a little skimpier?" "Well, of course, but I think—" Kelsey started to say, when Carynne interrupted her. "Look, your ass probably looks great in them, but those of us with slightly smaller asses just look like lumps!" "Did you really just backhandedly say I have a big ass?" Kelsey gasped. "You do have a big ass, just ask your brother!" Kelsey got an expression of shock on her face. "You ... brat! I'm so going to get you for that!" "Tell her, Damon!" Carynne appealed to me. "Yeah right! I'm not stupid, you know!" I laughed. "Come on! You've seen her ass naked, I know you have! Just tell her how big it is!" she squealed with laughter. "My sister's ass is perfect," I said, throwing Kelsey a big smile. Her look of gratitude sent hordes of butterflies fluttering down my spine. "Wuss!" Carynne taunted. Amanda walked over behind Carynne and slapped her ass hard. Carynne let out a startled yelp and jumped about a foot off the floor; then, she turned around, staring at Amanda with fire in her eyes. "Stop teasing her, or I'm going to spank you so hard you won't be able to sit for a week," Amanda grinned. "Mmmm, promises, promises. If you do, can Damon kiss it all better afterwards?" Carynne said sensually, licking her lips. "God, you utter slut! You just don't stop, do you?!" "Nope, never. And you both like it!" All three girls laughed as they eyed each other. I had no doubt that if not for the fact Amanda's mom was home, they'd jump each other right here in front of me. Though I felt like a selfish asshole for doing so, I fervently prayed Amanda's mom would wake up and go do groceries or something. I wanted to see the three of them tearing each other apart! "Anyway!" Carynne said pointedly, "I think the skirt is perfect to show off some sexy panties, so I bought us some." "What'd you buy? No wait, let me guess ... G-strings?" Kelsey asked, rolling her eyes. "No," Carynne said, shaking her head with distaste. "I don't find a G-string all that sexy. I want panties to tantalize, not just throw everything out there for everyone to see and grab. Why even bother wearing panties at all if all you're gonna wear is a string? They're like panties for people who want to go naked but don't have the guts to actually do so!" "Which we know isn't you," Amanda said, smiling sweetly at her friend. "That's for sure," Carynne grinned. "I'm actually going commando right now." I moaned loudly as I imagined Carynne's tight cunt, naked inside her jeans. My cock pulsed a big drop of precum into my boxers, and I was starting to lose my mind with sheer desire to fuck. Carynne gave me a teasing smile, her eyes firmly locked on the big pole in my underwear. "Having some trouble there, Damon?" the small brunette asked innocently, and I groaned a little louder as my cock twitched again. "Stop teasing my poor boy toy so much," Amanda grinned while holding up the shopping bag. "Are these the ones you bought us?" Carynne nodded. "Yeah. Take a look, see what you think." Amanda pulled out a pair of panties that practically made my heart stop, before handing over the bag to Kelsey. My sister also pulled out a pair that bordered on the scandalous. As I looked closer, it seemed they were pretty much identical, except for the color. My sister was holding a pair of red panties, while Amanda's were blue. They were seemingly made of some type of silk or satin, sheer and uniform in color, and so thin as to be almost non-existent. They were also very small and were obviously designed to show off a girl's sexy parts rather than hide them. I felt myself practically drool at the thought of those panties being worn by the girls. I knew they'd look hot on Carynne's tight ass, and stunning on Amanda's. On Kelsey's ass, I couldn't even imagine them. They'd be tight to the point of breaking. "Jesus, Carynne! Everyone will be able to see my pussy in this!" Amanda groaned in dismay. "Oh, come on, don't be such a wimp!" Carynne admonished her. "We'll go sit in the lowest section of the stands, so then only the people who are actually standing below us, near the pool area itself, will be able to see you!" "Do you know how many people are going to be near the pool at State-semis?" I asked her. "No. Hundreds I hope!" Carynne giggled. "That's probably a fair assessment, yeah," I grinned. Amanda groaned while Carynne gave me a happy smile. "You want us to show off our pussies to hundreds of people?" Amanda sighed. "It won't be that bad, I promise! I want you to wear these, please? For me?" Carynne pleaded. "I don't know..." Amanda said hesitantly. "Please, Amanda, I'll do anything for you! Anything!" Carynne said, now almost begging. "They will look so good with our outfits, plus we can line up and do the American colors! Everyone will think it's really cool, trust me!" "There's five of us, and only three colors in the flag, genius," Kelsey said cheekily. Carynne flashed her a naughty grin. "Hey, look who paid attention in class for a change! Were you not fantasizing about your brother's cock that day, hmm?" I chuckled as my sister started blushing again, then she stuck her tongue out at Carynne. "In any case, I got two reds, two whites and a blue. We'll go red, white, blue, white, red. People will love it!" Carynne said excitedly. My sister and Amanda exchanged glances, then Kelsey shrugged in apparent consent. "If we get thrown out because of your panties, causing me to miss Damon's swimming contest, I am so gonna spank the hell out of you! You won't be able to freaking walk for a month when I'm done with you!" Amanda warned her petite friend, who merely smiled and nodded in reply. Amanda gazed at Carynne for a few more moments; then, with a deep sigh she also gave in. "Okay, fine! I guess if I've already flashed my naked pussy in front of a panel of judges, I can also flash tiny panties in front of a huge crowd. But I want a pair of white ones then, since I want to sit next to Kelsey." "Yay! You two are the best!" Carynne squealed happily, running over and hugging both girls. "Are Stacey and Mikaela okay with this?" Kelsey asked curiously as she kissed her friend on her cheek. "Stacey will be, you know her." Carynne shrugged. "As for Mikaela, I'll go have a nice little talk with her tonight, and I'll get her to agree. Somehow." Kelsey giggled at Carynne's determined tone, and Carynne threw her a sexy wink that left no doubt what she'd do to Mikaela if the newest member of the inner cheerleader circle wouldn't do as she wanted. Suddenly I envied Mikaela like crazy. "Will you put them on for me, please?" Carynne asked. Amanda looked surprised. "What, you mean now?" "Yes. I want to see if they look as hot as I think they will. I brought my own outfit, so we can try them on together, if that's okay?" "I don't have my outfit here," Kelsey said, a bit dejectedly. "Didn't think I'd need it until tomorrow." "Okay, you can just sit with your brother while Amanda and I get changed. Then you can both tell us how they look on us." Kelsey shrugged and nodded, then came over to sit by me on the couch. Meanwhile, Carynne pulled a pair of white panties as well as her new cheerleader outfit out of her shopping bag, while Amanda got her outfit from one of her closets. Carynne handed the white pair to Amanda and took the blue pair in return. I sat with rapt attention, eager as a puppy to watch the show. Amanda started taking off her tank top, and my pulse began increasing rapidly; however, right as her perfectly toned tummy came into view, Carynne stopped her. "What's wrong?" Amanda asked. "Don't do it in front of him! How are those panties going to tease him if he's already seen your naked butt?" Carynne admonished her friend with a giggle. "Carynne, he's seen me naked plenty of times the last few days," Amanda grinned. She threw me a delightful smile, and I got a goofy grin on my face. "Yes, but that's not the point! I want him to go crazy from seeing you, and me, in this outfit. Please?" "Just humor her, Amanda. You know she'll never stop whining if you don't," Kelsey said. "Hey!" Carynne protested. "Don't make me come over there and spank your ass, Kel!" "I love ya, baby girl!" Kelsey grinned. "Now go change!" Carynne winked and scampered off towards Amanda's bathroom, which was just off her bedroom. Amanda sighed and rolled her eyes at us, then she gathered up her outfit and followed Carynne. "Did you plan this?" I asked, a little suspiciously. "Plan what?" Kelsey asked. "This: the girls modeling their outfits for me after you showed me yours yesterday." "Oh, no, that's just Carynne getting an idea stuck in her head again. We already told you, if she gets an idea, things just happen." "I'm beginning to see what you mean, yeah!" I laughed. My sister gave me a pretty smile. "You're not complaining, are you?" "Hell no. I get to watch two more gorgeous girls show off their ridiculously sexy outfits!" "I figured you'd like that. Don't say I don't ever take do anything for you." "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me." "You better not forget that." "I don't think that's possible." "Why not?" "Because you fuck my brains out every day!" I grinned profusely. Kelsey raised her finger, though the twinkle in her eyes again gave her away. "That's sounding an awful lot like a complaint to me, you know. You better be careful, or I'm going to just stop!" "Stop what, Kel?" I said teasingly, knowing full well what she was talking about but wanting her to say it anyways. She glared at me for a second, then lowered her voice. "Fucking you." "You don't want to stop fucking me," I whispered back. "You love it too much." "God, could you be any more full of yourself?" she groaned in mock irritation. I got a wicked grin on my face. "Just admit it, Kel. You love fucking boys, and me in particular." "You keep this up, big brother, and you're gonna be banging your fist for a long time!" I shrugged dismissively. "I'm pretty sure Amanda will still fuck me. Plus, both Carynne and Stacey have said they want to fuck me as well. I'll still get mine." "You really pick the most inconvenient times to remember something!" my sister grinned. I smiled victoriously as I held out my arms, and Kelsey quickly melted into my embrace. "I don't want to stop fucking you, Kel," I whispered in her ear. "I love it way too much." She pulled back a little and gave me a sunshine bright smile. "I love it too, Damon. And I love you." I gazed deeply into her beautiful, light blue eyes, wondering if she was saying that she loved me as more than just my sister. "I love you too, Kel," I said softly, pulling her back into my arms. Even as I said it, I didn't know which way I meant it myself. We held each other for a few moments, then Kelsey let go, getting up and stepping a few feet away from the couch. "I need to change into these panties too, but I can just do it in front of you, right?" I felt my jaw drop as she swiftly sank her thumbs underneath the waistband of the black panties she was wearing. Before I could even draw a breath, she was already pulling them down, exposing her magnificent pussy and ass to me. I stared at her in absolute awe. Her ass was truly the most spectacular on the squad, and her pussy had already given me so many delights that I was about ready to start worshiping it on Sundays; and every other day too, for that matter. My sister grabbed the red panties Carynne had brought her and murmured appreciatively while she ran her thumbs over the material. She oriented them properly then stepped into them, pulling them up snugly around her butt and her pussy. She seemed to be almost purring with delight. "You know, I don't often want to admit it when Carynne is right, but these feel amazing!" Kelsey said softly as she ground the palm of her right hand over her slit, lewdly pushing down on it. "It looks unbelievable too!" I stammered. "Yeah? What does it look like?" she asked curiously. I opened my mouth to reply, but the words just wouldn't come out. I gawked at my sister's perfection, absolutely dumbstruck by how magnificent she looked. After a few moments, she started giggling. "Damon?" "It ... it just looks ... amazing," I finally said, my voice barely a whisper. "Oh, come on, you can do better than that! Please?" she said, her face pulled into one of her perfect little pouts that had gotten her everything she wanted over the previous eight years or so. "It's so tight on you. I can see the contours of your pussy, and your little landing strip of hair." "Hmm, I think I'll shave that off, then. I don't want to be showing any hair." "I like it. Your landing strip, I mean." "You'd like it even if I had dreadlocks on my pussy!" Kelsey grinned. "What else?" "Turn around," I asked, motioning for her to show me her butt. She smiled at me and did as I asked; I actually drooled a tiny little bit when her behind came into view. "Christ Kel, it's ... I can't do it justice. It's so tight around your ass, it's like it's just painted on there." "Can you see my pussy in them from behind?" "Yes," I growled as my cock staggered in my boxers. My sister's pussy lips were magnificently outlined in the panties, and I felt my mouth water some more at the sight. "Does it look inviting?" she grinned. "Oh, fuck yes." She smiled appreciatively at me over her shoulder. "You want to tear these off and fuck me, don't you?" I nodded, even while closing my eyes and gritting my teeth. I was so full of cum that I could practically taste it. "You want to sink your big cock in my tight little ass and fuck my brains out on Amanda's bed until I can't cum anymore, hmm?" "Yes!" "And then shoot your cum all over my tits and my face?" "God, Kel, stop teasing me!" I complained, opening my eyes again to glare at her. I wasn't being very serious, though; I loved her teasing, and would happily put up with a few complaints from my cock every now and then in return for her driving me absolutely nuts. I knew that whichever girl got to my cock was going to have a fountain of cum in or on her within seconds, however. She gave me an intimate, playful smile. "But it's just so much fun to tease you! I love seeing how your cock just gets harder and harder because of it." "You're a devious little minx," I berated her good-naturedly, sticking my tongue out at her for good measure. "Yup. Guilty as charged!" she giggled. "So what do you think of your outfit in combination with those panties, Kel?" "It's hot. It's very, very hot. I'm not sure we should be wearing this in public—we'll probably get arrested!" "I'm sure everyone around you will happily fight the cops, just to safeguard your right to wear whatever the hell you want!" I joked. She laughed and then shook her head. "Yeah, and then we're going to get fucked. You'll look up right before your heat and see the five of us being gangbanged by like eighty guys or something. Our tops flying through the air, torn off our bodies, cocks being plowed into every one of our holes, cum shot on us from everywhere." "Fuck, will you stop teasing me already?" I wailed, my cock now just leaking precum almost constantly. "Sorry," she said, though not very sincerely. She plopped back down on the couch beside me, slowly rubbing her hand across my rock-hard shaft. "Aren't you going to do something about that?" I asked, nodding my head towards my cock. "Not while Helena is still here, no," she said resolutely. "Amanda asked us not to do anything while her mom is home, so we're not going to. I don't want her to get into trouble." "Do you think she would? Get in trouble I mean? Her mom seems a lot more open minded and casual about things than ours. Couldn't you just, like... ?" I mimicked her giving me head. "No. She might be okay with walking in on you having sex with her daughter, though I wouldn't put any money on that. I seriously doubt she'd be anywhere near as forgiving to see me sucking your cock!" "I can pretty much guarantee she wouldn't be, so please don't mess around," Amanda said as she came out of the bathroom with Carynne close on her heels. "We've got plenty of time for fucking later today." Kelsey and I looked over at the two cheerleaders and gasped simultaneously. It's often said that two is better than one, and in this case it definitely was. Both girls looked absolutely astonishing in their outfits, large parts of their perfectly tanned bodies on display for Kelsey's pleasure and mine. My gaze drifted to Amanda first, and I felt my stomach contract painfully at how unbelievably gorgeous she was. Right as I swept my gaze over her, the cloud cover broke outside, sending golden rays of sunlight to fall down on her through the open bedroom window; they made her look almost otherworldly. It seemed like the outfit had been made specifically for Amanda's athletic body. Where Kelsey strained hers in a few places—most noticeably the top, across her breasts; and the skirt, over her ass—it fit Amanda like a second skin. Her perfect tits fit snugly in the outfit, her curves somehow looking even more ravishing now that they were so sensually hidden than they did when they were naked. I motioned for her to turn around, and she complied with a small smile. I groaned as her ass came into view, its wonderful curves so perfectly hidden—yet still displayed at the same time—by her skirt. It had slid up on her hips just a tiny bit, exposing more of her panties from behind. Like they did with Kelsey, the panties didn't cover a whole lot of Amanda's ass, instead drawing a shallowly slanted V down towards her pussy, leaving about half of her cheeks uncovered. It was a powerfully erotic sight, and I was amazed that I didn't just explode and cum in my boxers from seeing it. I felt as if my eyeballs were beginning to float in cum. Amanda completed her turn, and my gaze almost automatically strayed towards her pussy. Because of the skirt's slight diagonal slant, it offered a better view of her panties from the front; seeing them from this close left no doubt that, due to the sheer thinness of the material, they were completely see-through. Amanda was showing off a small camel toe in her white panties, and if I bent down a little, I could see where her landing strip was bulging the material slightly. After gorging myself on the sight of my gorgeous girlfriend, my gaze flicked to Carynne who had a challenging grin on her face. She knew she couldn't completely match up with Amanda in the attributes department, so she just made up for it with sheer cockiness and attitude. Where Amanda had been somewhat shy and perhaps even a little bit reserved in her demonstration of her outfit, Carynne was playing up its strongest features for all she was worth. She had one of her legs cocked so her ass stuck out nicely, making it look extra perky. I reckoned she had deliberately bought her outfit a size too small, because her ass wasn't totally covered even when the skirt was situated properly. She was thrusting out her tits to maximum effect, and one of her hands was tugging on the blue-banded hem of her skirt, lifting it up to show off even more of her own pair of blue panties. I smiled in appreciation as I noticed her pussy lips, which were acutely visible in her panties. As I stared at Carynne's pussy, I felt myself start to grin as I saw a definite wet spot in the thin fabric over her enticing cunt. "Looks like you're turning her on," Kelsey whispered softly in my ear. I just sat still, my eyes completely mesmerized by the slowly growing wetness in Carynne's underwear. Amanda noticed my single-minded focus and turned to look at her slyly grinning friend, then she bent down a bit to see what I was staring at. As soon as she saw Carynne's wet spot, she also started giggling. "Boy, you really like this outfit, don't you?" "I love it," Carynne said. "I love how snugly it fits around me, and how it shows me off. I love how he can't keep his eyes off me." "You realize that all of us are basically staring straight at your pussy, right?" Kelsey asked. "Uh-huh!" Carynne grinned. "You're all staring at my cunt because I'm getting wet. I love it when people stare at it, it turns me on like crazy!" Amanda grinned at her friend. "It turns us on to see your pussy getting wet." "How about I show it to you without my panties?" the brunette offered. "In a little bit, baby. We gotta wait until my mom is gone, so no showing off that hungry little cunt of yours yet, okay?" Amanda laughed. "Spoilsport!" Carynne chuckled, rubbing a finger over her panties, pushing the fabric in between her luscious pussy lips, just a bit. She bit her lower lip and moaned in pleasure. Amanda smiled fondly at her friend, then turned towards me and my sister. "What do you think, Kel?" "You look amazing," Kelsey said sweetly. "I gotta admit, these panties feel great, and they do go well with the outfit," Amanda admitted. "See, I told you they would!" Carynne said, a satisfied smirk on her gorgeous face. Kelsey smiled at her. "Yes honey, you were absolutely right. Thank you for the gift!" "You're welcome!" Carynne said, her beautiful smile lighting up the room even as her eyes strayed towards me. "Wait until you hear what I want as a reward, though!" My sister and I burst out laughing at the same time, then Kelsey turned to me. "They are very nice panties, you know. They probably weren't cheap either. We really should show our appreciation." "I take it I'm the one who has to show this appreciation?" I grinned, flicking my gaze between my sister and the small brunette who was still posing in front of us. Carynne nodded wordlessly, sensually licking her lips. "Yep, seems she's got her mind made up," Kelsey chuckled. "Besides, you got to watch us wearing them, so I'd say you've definitely gotten yours!" "True. I'll sacrifice myself then," I said magnanimously. "My hero!" my sister grinned. Carynne took a step towards me, but then looked at Amanda and sighed. "Don't worry, I'll wait." "Thank you, sweetie," Amanda said. "Let's talk about these outfits some more. What do you think of them, Damon?" "I think you're indescribably gorgeous," I said earnestly. "Both of you are." Both Carynne and Amanda smiled widely at my compliment, Amanda even blushing a little. "What do you like best about them?" my girlfriend asked me. "It's not just one thing, it's everything," I replied. "It all looks amazing." Before Amanda could say anything, my sister slapped my shoulder. "Boys!" Kelsey sighed. "Damon, when your girlfriend is asking you to describe what in particular you like about her outfit, she doesn't want to hear you just say 'oh, it all looks amazing! Duh!' She wants you to tell her details!" "But..." "Shhhh!" she said, holding up her finger against my lips to shush me. "Let me show you what I mean." Before I could say anything, Kelsey got up and moved over towards Amanda, a sensual smile on her face. She went to stand behind my girlfriend and gazed back at me. "What I really like about this outfit," my sister almost purred, her voice low and husky, "is how well it shows off Amanda's curves." Kelsey reached around Amanda's chest and cupped Amanda's breasts with both her hands. "I love how her tits are displayed in this tight little top. How you can see every swell of her breasts, and how you can see her nipples poke through when she gets excited." With that, Kelsey started rubbing her thumbs across Amanda's nipples. Within seconds, the firm little nubs started showing prominently through the crop top. The tightness of the top caused the fabric to pull around Amanda's breasts a little, which made it even more sexy. "God, that looks amazing," Carynne sighed, biting on her lip at the sight of Amanda's tits. "Your tits are so fantastic!" "Thank you." Amanda smiled at her friend. "Kelsey thinks so too, you know. See how she won't let go of your tits even though she's already explained what she likes?" Carynne said cheekily. "Oh, be quiet!" Kelsey grinned, before continuing with her demonstration. "Amanda's tits aren't the only curves, of course. She has curves that most boys don't really think about, yet this outfit still shows them off so nicely. Like her back." As if to emphasize her words, Kelsey turned my girlfriend around a bit, then started running her hand across Amanda's back. She began at the shoulders and slowly, teasingly, moved her hand down, softly rubbing the small of Amanda's back. Amanda let out a soft groan, and she shuddered visibly. "Especially here, in the small of her back. That transition from her back to her amazing ass, that wicked little curve, so smooth and sexy. I love that it's all exposed, all bare for everyone to see while she's wearing this, so every guy can ogle her and marvel at how perfect she is," Kelsey said, her voice practically a whisper. "Not many girls have such a spectacular curve in their backs, and now she gets to show it to everyone." "Kelsey..." Amanda moaned softly, though whether in complaint or from pleasure I couldn't tell. "Shhhh, baby," Kelsey said, pressing her finger softly against Amanda's lips. "I'm not done yet." Amanda flushed a little but nodded, and Kelsey gave me a triumphant smile as she continued. "I also really love how the skirt fits so perfectly over her ass, without hiding it at all. You can see exactly how lovely and round it is, and how wonderfully pert it sticks out, like you could if it were naked. At the same time, it also covers it, so it's perfectly decent to wear in public." Carynne giggled loudly at that, and I also chuckled. Kelsey flashed us both a small grin, then amended, "Well, okay, it's almost decent!" I smiled as I nodded, motioning for her to continue. I was getting massively flushed with excitement, and my cock was a steel rod in my boxers, tenting them out very noticeably. The fact that Carynne's eyes were locked on my shaft like a hungry lion's didn't help it calm down at all either. I couldn't believe how hot Kelsey's description of Amanda's outfit and—more importantly—her curves was. "Like any good skirt," Kelsey continued, "this one teases as well as covers. A good skirt gives you peeks of what's underneath, without ever really revealing it." She slowly slid her hand over Amanda's ass causing my girlfriend to nibble her lower lip and groan. Kelsey knelt beside her friend, her face now flush with Amanda's wonderful butt. "In this case, the skirt's hem is at the perfect spot, right where her ass ends, sitting at the edge of the crease. Not that she has a crease, of course. It just flows smoothly down into her thighs." Amanda's blush grew more pronounced, and she swatted at my sister who giggled in response. "Kelsey, you're embarrassing me!" Amanda pouted. "She's embarrassing you?!" Carynne exclaimed. "I wish she was saying this stuff about me! I'm so damn jealous right now I could scream!" All three of us grinned at Carynne. The gorgeous girl had a wicked smile on her face even as she was fidgeting while standing still. I couldn't be completely sure, but it sure looked like she was grinding her pussy between her thighs. I sighed as I watched the little vixen get herself more excited. Visions of how she had felt, and smelled, when she was sitting in my lap in Stacey's car were swarming through my brain, driving me to distraction. I ached to touch her again. "Anyway," Kelsey continued, "even though the skirt covers Amanda's ass perfectly, all it needs is a tiny little slip, like so, and it shows off quite a bit of her panties." With that she put her hand underneath the hem and moved the skirt up a little more. Amanda's white panties came alluringly into view, and I felt rather than heard myself groan. The sight of that sheer white fabric, tantalizing underneath the innocently white skirt, sent lightning bolts through my entire system. Kelsey must have picked up on my mood, because she grinned wickedly. "It's definitely having an effect on your little boy toy, honey. He looks about ready to pounce you!" Amanda's eyes flashed towards me, and she grinned when she saw my difficulty in remaining properly seated. She flicked her gaze down towards my cock, and her grin became even bigger at the sight of the huge tent in my boxers. "Am I turning you on, Damon?" she breathed. "Yeah!" I growled, rubbing the palm of my hand across my throbbing pole. I felt a slight tinge of surprise when I realized just how wet my boxers were getting from all my precum. The spot was bigger than my palm, and was already spreading all the way towards the sides of my underwear. "Mmmm, he's so hard!" Carynne moaned. "Can I do something to him, Amanda, please? Just for a little bit?" "Not until my mom's gone," Amanda reminded her, though it seemed she did so with some difficulty. Apparently the sight of my rock hard cock was having its effect on her as well. I grinned lewdly at the thought of both girls jumping me the second Amanda's mom closed the door behind her. A shudder tore through me at the thought. I was so horny, and my balls were so full of cum, that it felt like it was leaking out of my ears! Kelsey looked particularly pleased with herself, as she teasingly ran her hand across Amanda's right leg. "Another benefit of this skirt being so short is that it makes Amanda's legs, which are already perfect, seem even longer than they are, which is of course always hot on a girl. And the white color of the skirt and the panties contrasts perfectly with her golden-brown tan." I saw goosebumps appear on Amanda's legs as she shivered underneath my sister's sensual touch. I knew Amanda's legs were perfect, but looking at them now, as they were put on display by Kelsey, made me gasp at just how magnificent they were. God, everything about this girl was perfect; it seemed impossible for a single girl to be so singularly amazing, yet she was standing there, right in front of me! I shamelessly gawked at her while my heart skipped several beats. "It's not fair!" Carynne complained with a cute pout. "What isn't, sweetie?" Amanda asked. "Not only are you blonde, and totally gorgeous, and skinny, and the perfect height, and the perfect weight, and you have these perfect curves, and those beautiful, long legs, but then you also have to have the perfect tan! I sunbathe just as much as you do, and still your tan is just a tad more perfect than mine! What did I ever do to you to make you upstage me in every area?!" Carynne growled in mock anger. Amanda gasped at her friend for a second, then burst out in giggles when she realized the small brunette was obviously joking. "I'm sorry, baby. I don't mean to upstage you all the time. And you're being silly about the tan, yours is much nicer than mine is!" "Like hell it is!" Carynne grumped. "Damon, which one of us has the nicer tan?" "Hey, leave me out of this," I grinned. "No way, I want to hear what you think is the nicer tan: Amanda's American Beauty tan, or my Princess Jasmine tan." "Who?" "Princess Jasmine! You know, the hot princess who fell in love with Aladdin! She had that gorgeous coffee color. I constantly try to get my tan like that, and it always fails!" "Is there any Disney girl you aren't in love with?" Kelsey giggled. Carynne just grinned and stuck her tongue out at my sister, then turned her gaze back to me. "Come on, Damon, please? I want to know whose tan you like the best." I gaped at the sexy cheerleader who was standing in front of me with her small fists planted firmly on her hips. My eyes flicked between Carynne's naked midriff to Amanda's, then back again, and they repeated their sequence on their legs. While Amanda's tan was a perfect golden brown, Carynne's seemed a tad deeper, almost as if she wasn't actually Caucasian but rather came from mixed parentage. I kept flicking back and forth, trying to decide which one I liked better, both girls staring at me expectantly. I was tempted to just side with Amanda because she was my girlfriend, but I got the impression somehow that she genuinely wanted me to decide, and she wouldn't be angry either way. Eventually my eyes flicked to my sister as well. While not showing as much skin as either Amanda or Carynne, by virtue of having her tank top on, she was still nicely exposed. Kelsey's tan wasn't as dark as Carynne's, nor as golden as Amanda's, but it was pretty much perfect in its own right. I had to admit that I liked Kelsey's lighter look over the heavily tanned look that Carynne sported. So that left the decision between Amanda and Kelsey, and as much as I wanted to support my girlfriend, I knew deep down which one I preferred. "Honestly, I like Kelsey's the best," I said softly, my eyes glancing at Amanda apologetically. My sister's eyes opened wide, and she got a pleasantly surprised smile on her face. At the same time, Amanda gave me an encouraging grin while Carynne just sighed exaggeratedly and rolled her eyes. "See? I'm even beaten out by the girl who's the least tan! It's not fair, I always come in third behind you two!" the small brunette giggled. "You're crushing my self-esteem!" "Awww, poor little Carynne," Kelsey smirked. "First she has to wait to get at her friend's boyfriend, and now that boyfriend picks yet another girl's tan over hers." "Laugh it up, Kelsey! You know just as well as I do that he wouldn't have said that if you weren't fooling around with him!" Carynne said cheekily. "Oh, shut up, you little brat!" My sister laughed, even as she blushed a little. "Both of you better behave, or neither one of you gets to play with his cock later!" Amanda grinned as she threw me a hot glance, her eyes unmistakably glued to my steel shaft. Kelsey gave her friend a shocked look, then she swatted Amanda's ass hard. "Ow! Kelsey! What the hell was that for?!" Amanda squeaked in surprise. "For telling me I can't fool around with my own brother!" Kelsey grinned. "You can't keep me from doing that!" "I can as long as he's in my house," Amanda smirked triumphantly. "Maybe Carynne and I will just fuck you unconscious and then get our hands on Damon while you're out cold, how does that sound?" "That sounds good to me! Let's do it!" Carynne chimed in. "You're both welcome to try," Amanda grinned. "I would suggest you have Damon join in, to give yourselves at least a small chance at wearing me out!" Kelsey lifted her lover's skirt and playfully bit Amanda's wonderful ass. "Don't tempt us," she warned, her voice husky. "But I want you to!" Amanda said softly, her eyes flashing with lust. "It was so hot when you two tried to fuck me stupid last time." "Jesus," I growled in my throat. My cock was nearly tearing my boxers straight off, and it felt as if the wetness was now spreading into the couch itself. "What's wrong, can't handle all the teasing?" my sister asked with an evil grin. "You are so going to get it later, sis!" I threatened. "Yeah? Will you spank me again?" "He's spanked you?" Carynne asked curiously. "Uh-huh," Kelsey sighed. I could see her nipples poke through her tank top, evidence that she wasn't immune to the ongoing teasing either. "Did he make you cum?" "Yes ... It was so hot, I sprayed all over him!" Kelsey groaned. "You're a naughty boy, Damon," Carynne grinned at me while she gave me a huge wink. "Spanking your sister until she came." "And how exactly do you know that spanking makes Kelsey cum, hmm?" I asked the little nymph. "Because I've spanked her to a massive orgasm multiple times. I love slapping your sister's ass until that juicy little cunt squirts all over me!" "Guys, you gotta stop," Amanda warned with a big grin on her face. "You're going to be all over each other if you keep going like this!" "Spoilsport!" Kelsey laughed, rubbing her hand across my girlfriend's ass. The tension in the room was definitely beginning to mount as all four of us were getting more and more horny. Though in my case, it was probably impossible to get more horny than I already was. My cock had the distinct feel to it that it would go off as soon as anyone even touched it. Amanda smiled at my sister then threw up her hands and shrugged her shoulders. "Fine, but if you get caught, you are the one who's going to explain everything to my mom. Not me!" "I'll just blame this horny fucktoy here," Kelsey grinned as she walked over to Carynne. "Hey!" Carynne exclaimed, her small fist punching my sister's shoulder with approximately the same amount of force I exerted when I blinked my eyes. "Hey what? It's your fault, you little slut! We were all behaving perfectly until you showed up. Every time you show up somewhere, people get horny!" Kelsey accused mockingly. "Oh, whatever! The thought of you and Amanda behaving perfectly is just ludicrous!" Carynne laughed. Both Amanda and Kelsey giggled at that, looking fondly at their gorgeous friend. "You're lucky that my mom is still home, Carynne, or I'd spank that mischievous little ass of yours for that!" Amanda grinned. "How soon is she leaving?" Carynne asked. Amanda looked at the clock beside her bed and smiled. "Any minute now, I'd think." "In that case, before things get really crazy, would you like me to describe what I like best about Carynne's outfit?" Kelsey asked. "Yes please!" Carynne said sweetly before I could nod. Kelsey smiled. "Similarly to Amanda's, I really like how it shows off her curves. That perky ass that you just want to bite, and those sexy breasts. But what I really, really love is how much of that delectable tummy of hers it reveals." With that, Kelsey sank down to her knees and put her face against Carynne's midriff. I saw my sister's tongue flash out of her mouth and slowly start to trail wetly across Carynne's skin, causing the small brunette to shiver with joy while her lusciously blue-gray eyes sparkled. I had to admit that Carynne had a fantastic little body: perfectly tight, with not an ounce of fat to be seen anywhere. I remembered my sister telling me that she thought Carynne was flawless apart from her small size; I found it hard to argue with her. Kelsey wriggled her tongue into Carynne's belly button while also squeezing her ass, and Carynne moaned in response. "Kel, you're gonna make me cum if you keep doing that!" she whispered. I expected Amanda to object again, but as I glanced over at her, I saw that she was nibbling her lower lip, and her eyes were smoky while she watched her two friends go at it. I returned my gaze to Kelsey and Carynne, just in time to see my sister's hands slowly slipping underneath Carynne's panties where she kneaded the small brunette's ass. She also kept up with her slow, teasing licks across Carynne's tummy. Carynne's breathing became more heavy, and she started trembling from the slow, sultry licks of Kelsey's tongue. Her wonderful legs shivered with the effort of remaining upright while she inescapably got teased to her climax. Amanda came to stand over beside me, smiling as she watched Kelsey go at their gorgeous friend. "Do you like that?" she asked me. "Yes," I groaned. "But what about your mom?" "The two of them can stop in a heartbeat, and Mom will have no idea what they've been up to. Trust me, they've been getting each other off in the school bathroom for almost a year now. Nobody's ever discovered them." "Jesus, can I come watch that sometime?" I asked plaintively. "Sure," my girlfriend grinned. "But why do you want to watch them in the bathroom, when they're both more than happy to show you right here?" "Suddenly you don't seem so determined to not mess around while your mom's home?" I noted. "That's because I'm out of my mind horny," Amanda said with a soft grunt. "But I also think that if we tease you any more, you'll just cum in your boxers, and I most definitely don't want that!" "You don't?" I grinned. "Where do you want me to cum, then?" "In my pussy!" she growled, her face getting flushed. "Come on, let's help get Carynne off." Before I could say anything else she sat down beside me and moved her hand on top of my bulge. "Be careful," I warned. "I'm within inches of cumming." "Mmmm, I love how hard you are, and how wet your boxers are," Amanda moaned as she teasingly licked her lips. I wanted to scream at her to sink that wonderful mouth over my shaft, so I could blow the mother of all loads of cum into her throat. Amanda slid her hand underneath the waistband of my boxers, and slowly began to pull them down, exposing my rampantly hard cock. Precum was oozing down my shaft, making it glisten in the sunlight. "Carynne, look what you've done to my poor boyfriend," Amanda grinned. Carynne's eyes snapped to my cock like two lasers, and I heard her growl lustfully at the sight of my shaft. "God, he's so hard! I want that cock in my little ... cunt!" I gaped as I saw the incredibly sexy cheerleader begin to shake, locking her hands in my sister's hair. Without having even been touched, she was cumming! My sister grinned while she kept lapping her tongue over Carynne's delicious tummy, holding the sexy girl tightly as she came. Carynne was shuddering and muttering softly, apparently trying her hardest not to scream out loud with her orgasm. She clenched up for several more long moments, her body convulsing against my sister's tongue, then I saw the tension ooze out of her, and she got a happily satisfied smile on her face. "Oh wow! Thank you, Kel!" Carynne said dreamily to my sister. "You're so fucking sweet to get me off like that." "You're welcome," Kelsey grinned happily. "I just wish I could taste your pussy right now!" Carynne giggled as she looked down and showed off her panties. They were completely soaked after her orgasm, and I gasped at the sight. My cock twitched madly in Amanda's hand, like it was trying its hardest to get nearer the gorgeous little brunette. "Do you like what you see, Damon?" Carynne breathed hotly. "God yes, you look so hot," I moaned. "So do you," she sighed. "Your cock is so hard. Amanda, will you please let me fuck him? I'll do anything you want me to!" "Anything, huh?" my gorgeous girlfriend grinned at her lusciously slutty friend. "Yes," Carynne said softly. She took a step closer, and her eyes were locked on my shaft while she licked her lips. "Anything at all." Amanda smiled at me. "That is very tempting, you know. I'm of half a mind to let her take you, just so I can have her do something really hot to me." "If you promise to let me watch it, I'll gladly secure that favor for you!" I laughed. "You're such a sweetheart," Amanda said delightedly, putting her hands behind my neck and pulling me close for a kiss. Carynne came to stand right in front of us, her breathing heavy, and her beautifully tanned face flushed with excitement—both from her own orgasm and—it seemed—from watching my throbbing cock. She reached out with her hand to grab me, but Amanda stopped her. "Uh-uh, not until my mom's gone!" "Oh, come on, please? I promise I'll be very quiet!" Carynne moaned. "Please just wait a few more minutes, okay?" Amanda said. Carynne sighed, even as her gaze remained focused on my shaft. Kelsey moved back over besides her friend. "How about I finish explaining what I really like about your outfit while we wait for the coast to clear?" "Okay," Carynne giggled. "I love how tight your ass is, and how it just shows that tightness in this skirt. Your ass is so amazingly firm. I also love how it fits in my hands," Kelsey said, putting both her hands on her friend's skirt, right on top of her ass, and squeezing firmly. "I wish I had an ass like yours," Carynne said wistfully. "Really? Why?" "Because it's so curvy, and it looks so fucking awesome when you're wearing tight jeans! You should see how every boy just watches your ass when you walk through the school hallways." "They do?" my sister asked, seemingly a little stunned. "Oh, come on, have you never noticed? There's like a hundred guys watching your ass every time you go by! Even teachers watch your ass!" Kelsey stared at her friend in disbelief for a moment, then turned towards Amanda. "It's true, they do," Amanda grinned. Kelsey got an amazed look on her face, which she managed to hold for a few seconds before she dissolved into giggles. "Oh, you tease! You knew!" Carynne said. "Yeah, I do," my sister admitted. "I love it when people stare at my ass. But they watch yours just as much as mine, baby." "Sure they do!" Carynne snorted. "Why would boys watch my ass rather than watching yours?" "Because they think it'd be so awesome to fuck yours," Kelsey grinned. "They imagine it'd be tighter than anything they've ever felt." Carynne got a wicked grin on her face as she turned her attention me. "Is that what you think when you look at my ass, Damon? That it'd be so awesome to fuck it?" I opened my mouth to try to speak, but my poor teased brain was unable to form a coherent sentence anymore. The mere thought of fucking Carynne up that incredible ass shut my brain down, which in a way proved my sister was right. I stared at both of them with my mouth still hanging open like a retard. "Maybe he needs to do some comparing," Kelsey grinned as she got up. She checked to make sure her panties were tight on her ass, then turned around and slowly sat down in my lap. I groaned loudly when I felt my sister's amazing ass touch my cock, and she started grinding herself against me. Visions of how her ass had felt when I'd had my cock in it assaulted my brain, and my cock was oozing so much precum that it seemed like I was actually just cumming. My entire body was screaming for release, and I clenched my teeth to keep from grabbing my sister, tearing her panties off her ass and fucking her into a stupor in front of her two friends. I was rapidly losing my fight against their teasing, and prayed someone, anyone, would just get me off already. My precum smeared against Kelsey's panties, leaving a wet spot of its own. "How does my ass feel?" my sister asked teasingly as she continued to rub it against my crotch, trapping my cock in her ass crack and humping up and down gently. Her face was flushed, and her breathing was a little heavy—she was getting as turned on as I was. "It's fucking amazing," I groaned, leaning my head back. As soon as I'd rested my head against the couch, Amanda's lips locked against mine, and I moaned happily into her mouth while Kelsey continued her impromptu semi-lap dance, rubbing and scraping her ass over my crotch. Before things went any farther, my sister got up and motioned for Carynne to take her place. "Your turn, honey." To say Carynne had a satisfied look on her face would have been the understatement of the entire century, as she smoothly sat herself down in my lap, facing away from me. Her firm little ass started eagerly grinding against my cock as soon as it touched it. Then, with a small grin, Carynne leaned forward a little, and I felt the wetness of her panties touch me. "Oh fuck, you are soaked!" I moaned. "Yes," Carynne grinned. "I came so hard from watching your hard cock. And I love it when Kelsey licks my tummy. I'm so horny right now, it's unbelievable. Do you like how it feels, my wetness against your cock?" "Jesus!" I groaned deeply in my throat. "You girls know this kind of behavior is outlawed by the Geneva Conventions, right?" "What, teasing you?" Kelsey giggled. "No, torturing me!" "You're not a prisoner of war, so we can do with you whatever we want," Carynne grinned while her ass and pussy kept rubbing against me. I had loved the feel of Kelsey's curvy bottom against me, but I also had to admit that Carynne's firm little butt felt absolutely spectacular. My cock was starting to glow, and I was just seconds away from cumming, every rub of Carynne's soaked panties bringing me that much closer. "I really liked riding on your cock in the car," Carynne whispered to me as she laid her head back against my shoulder. "I liked that too," I said, swallowing. I buried my face in the nape of her neck and smelled deeply. The scent of what I assumed was her shampoo filled my nostrils, and I groaned deliriously. "God, you smell good." "Mmmm, thank you. You were so hard in the car, and I could feel every throb of your cock against my pussy," the wonderful nymph moaned. "I loved it! I thought I was gonna pass out when I felt you cum, and I saw your jizz just splattering Mikaela." "Oh fuck!" I groaned as the horny tease kept winding me up. I needed to cum so fucking badly, but I didn't want to just waste it by spraying against her skirt and panties! Before things could go any further, however, a knock came on Amanda's door. "Honey? I'm leaving again!" Helena's voice sounded from outside. Amanda quickly shook herself out of her revery and shushed us all with a finger to her lips; then, she opened her bedroom door and quickly slipped outside, pulling the door shut behind her. "Okay Mom. I'm sorry you have to go back to work again so soon," Amanda's voice came from behind the door, sounding sad. "It's okay, honey, it should only be today and tomorrow, and then I'll have a few days off." "Good. Then you and I will go do something together, okay?" "That sounds like fun, sweetheart. You have a good time with your friends today." "Thanks, we will. Please drive safely," Amanda said, and then the sound of hugging and a kiss on the cheek came. "I will. Your outfit is very sexy, by the way," her mom said, her voice teasing. "Mom!" Amanda objected, causing her mother to burst into giggles. It was quiet in the hallway for a few moments, and I assumed Helena was leaving the house. Amanda waited for about a minute or so, then she came back into her bedroom, blushing quite beautifully. "It is a very sexy outfit," Kelsey remarked with a grin. She sat down in front of the couch while Carynne was still sitting in my lap. "Go ahead, make fun of me," Amanda said wryly. "Just be glad it wasn't your mom that saw you in it." Kelsey shuddered at the thought, then focused her attention back on Carynne and I. I had been clenching my jaw to keep from cumming, while Carynne had softly massaged her ass against my cock and was breathing heavily. The sexual tension between the two of us practically made the air crackle. I wanted her just as bad as she wanted me. Amanda plopped back down on the couch beside us. "So where were we?" she grinned. "I was just about to say to Damon that I wished you two would have let him fuck me in Stacey's car, but maybe you'll let him fuck me now instead?" Carynne breathed, her voice trembling with excitement. I looked at both girls who were grinning knowingly, and I saw them both nod. I sighed in anticipation of sinking my cock into Carynne's tight cunt; I reached underneath her and slid her skimpy pair of panties to the side, exposing her slit which was already dripping wet, and I got my cock at the entrance to her moist pussy. I was physically shaking at my need to cum, and while I desperately wanted to fuck the little slut until she passed out, I knew I wasn't going to last for more than a few strokes. "Fuck me, Damon," Carynne moaned. "I want you to. I want you to fuck my needy little cunt!" "Do it!" my sister hissed. "Fuck her!" With a groan I thrust my hips up, and my cock pierced Carynne's tight cunt. I remembered her saying that she was worried my cock would rip her apart, and Stacey countering by saying Carynne could easily take an eight inch dildo in her cunt without flinching. As always, the truth was somewhere in the middle. Carynne wasn't extremely tight, though I doubted a huge dildo would fit inside her. What she was, however, was strong, as her pussy walls clenched on my cock like a vice, milking it aggressively. "God, you feel good!" I hissed as I plunged upward, my cock sliding almost all the way inside her cunt. "Mmmm, do you like it? Do you like my little cunt?" Carynne teased. "You've been wanting to fuck my cunt since Tuesday, haven't you?" I tried to reply, but all I could let out was a strangled squeak as Carynne put her feet up on my knees and began to thrust herself up and down on my shaft. "Oh fuck, that's a nice cock!" the little brunette groaned while she rode me, and I began to see stars in front of my face. I realized I was holding my breath, but despite my brain frantically ordering my lungs to take in more oxygen, it seemed my entire body was awaiting my orgasm. "Do you like this, Damon? Do you like fucking me, right in front of your sister and your girlfriend? Huh?" Carynne smirked as she energetically bounced up and down, grunting on every stroke of my cock within her cunt. I felt rather than saw Kelsey's tongue wriggle its way into my boxers, searching out my balls, and with a loud groan I erupted, unable to withstand the teasing any longer. My cock felt like it jumped a foot inside Carynne's cunt, and before she was even able to groan at my brutal penetration, a massive wave of cum burst out of my pole, instantly flooding her clenching pussy. "Oh my God!" Carynne wailed as spray after spray of my cum blew inside her, like I was a ruptured fire hydrant. Every single ounce of strength that was within me was yanked out through my cock, and I didn't even have enough left to cry out while I mindlessly drowned Carynne's cunt in my cum. I felt my jizz running down my shaft and balls, probably soaking my boxer shorts, and Kelsey's tongue was slurping along the edge of my cock, eagerly licking at my oozing seed. Amanda gently rubbed my cheek, giving me a small smile as I bucked. Unbelievably, I was still cumming. My pulses had slowed down in ferocity, but I still felt my cock twitch and ooze spurt after spurt of cum into Carynne. Finally, with a soul-rending moan, I felt the last glob of cum empty out of me, and I slumped down, having to fight to stay conscious. Carynne sank down against my chest with a very content purr. "Wow! Did that feel good, honey?" Amanda asked her friend with a grin. "Fuck yes!" Carynne groaned. "I've never had a boy cum so much, ever! Damon, you unbelievable stud!" I tried to reply but was unable to on account of being absolutely, utterly exhausted. I heard Kelsey giggle as her tongue kept lapping at my cum until she finally got back up. Through the slits in my eyes I saw her lean in close to Carynne, obviously holding my cum in her mouth. Carynne leaned her head back as far as she could while leaning against me, and the gorgeous slut moaned lewdly when thick globs of my cum oozed out of Kelsey's mouth into hers. My sister let the entire load drip into Carynne's mouth, then she leaned in a little closer, pushing her tongue into her friend's mouth as well. Amanda groaned at the sight of the two nymphs sharing my cum, their tongues practically fighting. As they swirled and slurped, globs of cum were swapped between their mouths, both goddesses moaning lusciously as they shared my jizz. "Fuck, that is so hot!" Amanda hissed. "Guys, I want some too, please?" After a few seconds, Kelsey let up from her kiss and smiled, motioning for Amanda to get up. My gorgeous blonde girlfriend quickly got up onto her knees, then leaned in and kissed Carynne. I groaned as I watched her start to stir her tongue through my cum in Carynne's mouth. Kelsey watched them happily for a few seconds, then joined back in. I thought for sure I would die of a heart attack just from watching these three gorgeous girls kiss ecstatically while swapping my jizz. Just the sounds of their excited pants and moans sent fresh tremors of desire shooting through me. If I wasn't so exhausted, I knew my cock would jump right back up and keep pounding Carynne. The knock on the door seemed like an earthquake, and all four of us froze in panic. Anyone who'd walk in now was not going to have any doubt in their mind as to what was going on here. I held still, the heat of Carynne's cunt softly caressing my buried shaft. Amanda recovered first, and she swallowed the cum in her mouth quickly, then scraped her throat. "Yeah?" "Honey, there is a Mr. Richards here to see Damon?" Helena's voice came from outside the door. Kelsey threw me a confused glance, and I returned it with a similar level of befuddlement. How the hell did Dad know I was here? Amanda glanced at me as if to ask me what I wanted to do, and I nodded, motioning that I'd go outside. I thanked my lucky stars that he hadn't peeked in through the window and seen Kelsey lapping her brother's cum out of Carynne's cunt. "Okay Mom, he'll be out in a second, he's just using the bathroom," Amanda said smoothly, giving me a few moments to get myself presentable. Fortunately the discomfort at having to face my dad was helping out wonderfully in that regard, as my cock was already shrinking rapidly. It slid out of Carynne's cunt with a deliciously wet plop. "Thank you, Damon," Carynne whispered softly as she got up off me, turning around giving me a sweet, gentle kiss. I kissed her back, nibbling on her lower lip. "No, thank you, Carynne. That was amazing." "Do you want me to sneak out?" the brunette asked Amanda. "No, I think it'll be okay. We'll stay here while Damon talks to his dad. Is that okay?" Amanda said, looking at me. "Yeah, but ... Kel, would you please go with me?" I asked, my voice small. My nerves were going haywire, since I had no idea why Dad was here or what he wanted, and I didn't feel like facing him alone. Kelsey smiled at me and nodded, looking around to see where she'd left her skirt last night. When she couldn't find it after a few seconds, she quickly rushed to Amanda's closet and grabbed one of hers, then pulled it on quickly. I put my pants back on and tidied myself up a bit, so I didn't look as if I'd just had my brains fucked out by an unbelievably slutty cheerleader. Before she could join me at the door, however, Carynne quickly came over. "Wait, Kel, you've got cum on your cheek!" Kelsey smiled at her friend as Carynne wiped the sleeve of her cheerleader top over my sister's cheek, then gave her a quick kiss. "Good luck!" Carynne said. "Thank you baby," my sister replied, then turned to Amanda. "Don't go anywhere!" Amanda smiled at her and gave her an encouraging nod. I opened the door and went into the small hallway, with Kelsey close on my heels. As we came into the living room, Helena was waiting for us. "He's in the kitchen. He pulled up right as I was about to drive off; he asked politely if you were here, and if he could talk to you, and I didn't really have any reason to refuse him. I didn't know if I needed to hide the fact that you were here?" she said softly. I nodded. "It's okay, Mrs. O'Sullivan." "Please call me Helena, Damon. If you want me to ask him to go away, I will," she said resolutely. "No, that's fine. Thank you though." "You're welcome. Keep an eye out for your brother, Kelsey." "I will," my sister said, smiling. "I hate to have to leave, but if I don't go now, I'll be late for work," Amanda's mom said apologetically. "It's okay, go on. We'll be alright," I said. She gave us another long look filled with concern, and I smiled at her in appreciation. She really was a wonderful woman, and I was glad that Amanda had such a great Mom. Then Helena left, leaving Kelsey and I alone in the small hallway. I stood quietly for several long moments, trying to get my legs to move. "Come on," Kelsey said, taking my hand and pulling me towards the kitchen. I reluctantly followed. Dad was standing in the kitchen, dressed in his police uniform, looking out the window. He turned around as soon as he heard us approach, and his face was set in a carefully neutral position which didn't do much do quiet my discomfort; it gave away no clue whatsoever what he was here for. "Kelsey, I didn't expect to see you here," he said, apparently somewhat surprised. "Amanda's my best friend, Dad. You know I sleep over here a lot," Kelsey said matter-of-factly. "Yeah, but it's just that..." he trailed off. "How did you know I was here?" I asked. "I didn't. I tried Brian's apartment earlier this morning, and he said he hadn't seen you. I figured you definitely wouldn't be with Jeff, and I didn't really recall off-hand where any of your other friends lived, so this was really my final option." "Lucky guess," Kelsey muttered softly. Dad's face pulled into a frown as he obviously heard her, but it evaporated again almost immediately. "Anyway, I wanted to talk with you, son." I felt a little of my burden lift at his use of the word son. If he was really angry at me, he'd call me boy. Son seemed like a good thing. "I'm right here, Dad." Dad gave Kelsey a pointed glance, but she stoically stood her ground. "I'm not leaving, Daddy, so if you want to talk to him, you'll have to do it with me here too." He looked like he was about to object, but then sighed and nodded. "Do you think Amanda's mom would mind if we sat down?" Kelsey shook her head and pulled out a chair from the kitchen table. I did the same with the one right next to her, and Dad took one opposite from us. Dad and I looked at each other for several moments, then both diverted our gaze at the same time. The silence seemed deafening. "So what did you want to say, Daddy?" Kelsey asked calmly. "Are you speaking for your brother now, pumpkin?" he asked. "No, but Damon asked me to be here with him, and since neither of you seem willing to talk..." she replied, leaving it hanging. "Yes, well, uh," Dad said, scraping his throat. "I wanted to say I'm sorry for what happened last night, son. I had no right to get so angry at you over things that you didn't do, or that at least weren't your fault. I was ... distracted by certain things, and not in a good mood, and I took it out on you. I'm really sorry." I blinked several times as his words washed over me. That was it? He just apologized like that? "Eh, okay Dad. Thanks," I said, feeling a bit flustered. As far as I could remember, Dad had never just come out and apologized like that for anything. He nodded. "Mom and I were really worried last night, at least until Kelsey called, and we both really want you to come home again tonight." "Do you really, Dad, or is it just Mom who wants him to come home, and she made you come here and say that?" my sister asked bluntly before I could reply. Dad's eyes turned ominously dark, much like Kelsey's own eyes would if she got angry, and he appeared ready to deliver a blistering retort. Kelsey just calmly looked at him, completely unfazed. "I think what Kelsey is trying to ask," I quickly interjected, "is whether you've accepted that the fights with Jeff weren't my fault, Dad?" I threw a glance at Kelsey. She frowned in reply, but shrugged. Apparently she'd agree to let my deliberate misinterpretation stand. Dad continued to glare at his daughter for a few seconds, then he let out a deep breath and visibly relaxed. "I'm sorry about that, son. If Jeff is the one who is constantly seeking you out and starting fights with you, then you are of course not to blame for that. I'm sorry for insinuating last night that you were." I sighed deeply as I felt myself relax too. "Thanks, Dad." He nodded, then gave me a small grin. "Does that mean I can tell your mother you will come home tonight, so she'll finally stop yelling at me?" "See, I knew Mom had put you up to this!" Kelsey exclaimed. "Didn't you tell your mom last night that you had no idea where Damon was, pumpkin?" Dad asked her pointedly. "And yet here you are, together with him?" "Uh ... I..." my sister stammered, blushing fiercely at having been caught in her little lie. I wondered if she was just playing it up for Dad's benefit, because I knew full well Kelsey could lie her way out of anything. He smiled at her. "To be honest, it was what you'd said during your phone call with your mother that I kind of figured Damon would be here with you as well. So how about I forget to mention that part to your mother, and you stop hammering me about whether she made me do this, okay pumpkin? Your mother got very upset with me last night, and I apologized to her and to your brother. I hope we can leave it at that." I saw my sister gulp and nod. "I'm sorry, Daddy," she said softly. "It's okay, sweetie. I know you're just trying to protect your brother, because you two care about each other very, very much," he said emphatically as he gave us both a pointed look, his face hard. I felt my heart tighten in my chest. What was he saying? Did he know? Kelsey, similarly, seemed a little tense, but she quickly recovered. "What about his being grounded, Daddy? If you admit that the fights are Jeff's fault, there's no reason for him to be grounded anymore, is there?" Dad slowly began to smile. "You're always so smart," he said to my sister with admiration in his voice. Then he turned to me. "I'm sorry for having grounded you, and it's over. You're not grounded anymore." "What about the other stuff you said, Dad. About my swimming and such?" I asked. I was elated over not being grounded anymore and wanted to shoot for the moon. He waved his hand as if to dismiss it. "Please don't think about that anymore, Damon. The things I said last night were stupid of me, and I'm sorry for them. Can we just pretend I never said any of that stuff?" "Sounds good to me!" I said, feeling a huge smile building on my face. Kelsey's smile was no less genuine. "Good then, that's settled. I'll tell your mom to look forward to having you home for dinner?" "Uh, actually I'm thinking about taking Amanda out to dinner tonight, Dad. But I'll be home again later tonight, okay?" Dad nodded, then gave me a sly glance. "Are you and Amanda dating?" "Uh, it's just to thank her for letting me stay here," I stammered, probably not fooling anyone. "I see," he grinned. "I'll tell your mom that you'll be back later in the evening then." I nodded, and we both smiled at each other. He got up from his chair and walked over, and I got up just in time to receive a huge hug. "I'm sorry again, Damon," he said softly as she squeezed me in his powerful grip. "It's okay, Dad, really," I said, my voice catching as I felt my eyes getting moist. Before we could say anything else, I suddenly heard Amanda whisper very penetratingly, "Carynne, no!" The three of us turned towards the living room and gaped as Carynne walked up, still wearing her sexy cheerleader outfit. She put an extra swagger in her step while casually sauntering over towards us, her bottom lip caught between her teeth in a maddeningly erotic way, and her eyes shimmering with mischief. I groaned as I imagined the outburst Dad would have over seeing her dressed like that, immediately undoing everything he'd just said, but to my surprise Dad just stood there, staring at the small, sexy cheerleader with his mouth hanging open. As I scanned Carynne, I was relieved to see there were no residual traces of the two of us having fucked like rabbits just a short while ago. "Hi there, Mr. Richards," Carynne said innocently. She came to stand just a foot in front of him, her hands clasped behind her back, a pose which rather effectively showed off her sexy tits. "I'm Carynne, I'm on your daughter's cheer squad. I'm very glad to meet you!" "Eh ... hello Carynne," Dad said, his voice catching a few times. He fought desperately to let his gaze rest somewhere where it wouldn't too obviously ogle the gorgeous girl in front of him. From the looks of it, he wasn't having much success, his eyes dancing around madly. "It's nice to meet you too." "I just wanted to come over and introduce myself. I've met your wife several times, but I'd never met you yet and figured this was a good opportunity," the small vixen said sprightly. "I like your uniform." I threw a glance at my sister and saw her stare at Carynne in surprise, though with a small smile on her face. "Well ... thank you ... Carynne," Dad stammered. "You look very nice ... eh, that is, that's a very nice ... uh ... costu ... outfit! That's a nice outfit, that you've got on, too!" I had to suppress a grin at how uncomfortable Dad was; his voice was practically squeaking. "I'm glad you like it, we're all gonna wear it tomorrow, you know. Amanda's outfit looks really good too; let her show you. Amanda, come over here!" When Amanda didn't reply or appear, Carynne repeated her call, and I heard Amanda sigh irritably before she came out of the hallway's shadows, walking over towards us. Like Carynne she was still clad in her skimpy cheerleader outfit, and despite her fierce scowl she looked every bit as gorgeous as always. "Hi Mr. Richards," Amanda said quietly when she joined us. "I'm sorry about this. Carynne and I were just trying on our new uniforms, and then she suddenly got it into her head that she absolutely had to meet you." "Well, you wouldn't introduce me, so I went and introduced myself," Carynne said. She shifted towards Amanda a little, thereby 'accidentally' putting herself in a perky little pose that showed off her fantastically sexy body to wonderful effect. I could practically hear my dad gulp as he desperately flicked his eyes between Carynne and Amanda. The amount of perfectly toned, tanned skin on display was amazing. My cock was already stirring again in my pants. "Yes, well ... it's nice to meet you, Carynne, and it's good to uh ... to see you too again, Amanda," Dad squawked. "But I really have to get going, so if you'll excuse me, I need to go back to the prec ... I have to get back to my patrol!" "Oh," Carynne sighed disappointedly. "Okay, well it was nice to meet you, mister Richards. Will you be at Damon's swim contest tomorrow?" "Eh, I'm not sure yet, actually," my dad said a little hesitantly, throwing me an apologetic glance. "It depends on if I have to cover a colleague's shift or not." "Well, I hope to you see you there tomorrow!" "Carynne," my sister said, scraping her throat, intently staring at her small friend. "What? It'd be fun to see your dad tomorrow, Kel," Carynne said innocently. "Besides, everyone should be there to root for Damon!" Kelsey sighed and shook her head with a wry smile, apparently resigned to whatever Carynne was doing. My dad shuffled his feet, obviously eager to get out of there. "I really have to go now. Bye you all. Oh, Amanda, thank your mom for her hospitality, and I hope you have fun on your date tonight!" he said, somewhat rapidly, then he practically bolted towards the door, vanishing out of the house in a second. I was surprised he didn't squeal his tires when he drove off. "Well, that was fun," Carynne smirked impishly. "You little tease! What the hell was that all about?" Kelsey asked, grinning. "I wanted to meet your dad, Kel," Carynne said, shrugging unconcernedly. "Oh, my ass! You've never wanted to meet him before, so why now? And why are you so eager for him to show up tomorrow? If he does, I won't be able to wear my outfit!" "What? Why not?" "Because I don't want him, or Mom, seeing me in it!" "You know, Kel, I think that after they saw you in that sexy schoolgirl outfit last weekend, this cheerleading outfit probably won't really make matters all that much worse," I interjected. "Besides, Carynne already said you were all going to wear it tomorrow; I doubt Dad missed that." Kelsey thought that over for a second, then sighed. "Yeah, I guess you're right. I probably won't get into trouble over that." "See? Nothing to worry about!" Carynne grinned. "You, however, are definitely in trouble!" "Mmmm, yummy. I love being in trouble!" Carynne purred. "We'll see about that," my sister smirked. "I may let you mess around with my brother, but you will stay away from my daddy!" "Make me!" Carynne laughed, and Kelsey grinned despite herself, shaking her head. "Seriously though, baby. Damon and I are on thin ice with Dad already, we really don't need you making things any worse, okay?" Carynne came over and gave my sister a hug. "I'm sorry, Kel, you know I didn't mean anything by it." "You didn't?" Amanda asked with a giggle. "Since when?" Carynne smiled and stuck her tongue out at my girlfriend. Kelsey laughed. "It's okay. It was kinda fun to see Dad squirm so badly." Carynne got a cute grin on her face. "He didn't know where to look, it was so cute." "Well, I can't blame him for that. You're almost naked!" "Do you want me completely naked?" Kelsey's eyes flashed with desire, and she roughly pulled her brunette friend towards her, kissing her deeply. Carynne grinned as my sister's tongue slipped into her mouth, and both girls' hands immediately strayed to the other's ass, squeezing and groping eagerly. "What's this about a date?" Amanda asked me, and I diverted my gaze from the luscious spectacle in front of me towards her gorgeous body, still clad in the insanely sexy outfit. "I wanted to ask you out to dinner tonight," I said softly, somehow still feeling a bit nervous which made me sigh inwardly. I'd already had sex with her, including up her ass, and she probably still had some of my cum inside her our fuck during the night. But asking her out to dinner still made me nervous? Kelsey was right; I was a doofus. "Oh, that sounds fun!" Amanda said with a picture-perfect smile. "Where are we going?" "Somewhere nice." I shrugged. "Can I dress up?" she asked hopefully. "Please?" "Eh, sure. You probably don't want to wear this, anyways," I said dryly. "Oh really? Damn!" Amanda said with a teasing grin. "I was so hoping to let everyone see me in this!" I laughed at her and wrapped my arm around her shoulder, pulling her close to me. We both turned our attention back to Kelsey and Carynne who were still hungrily making out, though they had sat down on the couch together with Carynne in my sister's lap. Occasionally, Kelsey would swat her hand down on Carynne's ass, causing the brunette to moan hotly even as she wiggled her luscious little ass appreciatively. "It looks like you really enjoy watching that," Amanda said, rubbing her hand over my rapidly growing cock. "Yeah," I breathed. "I didn't know Kel liked to be the one doing the spanking?" "Occasionally she does, but only ever with Carynne." "Does that make you sad?" I asked, wondering. I wasn't sure if she'd sounded sad or not. She grinned at me. "Nah, I like spanking a girl much better than being spanked. Besides, if I ever want to get spanked, I'm sure you'll be happy to oblige me, right?" I couldn't help but smile goofily at her, then I groaned at the feel of Amanda's hand stroking my cock. She pulled my pants and boxers down, getting my cock out in the open right at the same time when Kelsey pulled Carynne's panties off her bottom, almost as if they had agreed on the timing. I sighed in awe at the sight of the lithe brunette's tight little ass, and I stepped out of my pants. "Do you want to fuck her again?" Amanda whispered softly. "Yes," I admitted with a growl, my cock staggering at the thought of getting to nail Carynne's pussy one more time. "She really wants you to, you know? I bet that little cunt of hers is dripping wet right now and would love to get your big cock in it." "Jesus," I moaned, going nuts all over again. Amanda grinned, and she pulled on my cock. "Come with me." She lead me to right in front of Kelsey and Carynne; from this close, I could smell the scent of Carynne's excited pussy, no doubt in no small part because Kelsey was rubbing it with her left hand while still whacking the small girl's butt with her right hand. Kelsey glanced at my rampantly hard cock and smiled at me. "It looks like you want to fuck something, big brother?" "Oh God! Can he fuck me again, Kelsey, please?" Carynne wailed while she looked at us over her shoulder. Her face was flushed, and her eyes were glittering with lust. The only way to really describe how she looked was 'hungry.' Kelsey laughed and smacked Carynne's ass again, the brunette's cheeks having slowly turned a delectable shade of pink, then she grinned at me. "Fuck her Damon. Fuck that tight little cunt!" I swallowed loudly and took another step forward, then I bent my knees a little to get at the same height as Carynne's cunt. Grabbing my cock in my fist I put the head against her pussy, then pushed forward. "Oh fuck yes!" Carynne moaned in delight as my cock split her little pussy open again; the friction from this angle made me shiver in delight. I kept pushing forward until my cock was buried all the way to my balls inside her small body, and I groaned in pleasure. "God, that feels so fucking good," Carynne grunted, squirming at the feel of my cock inside her wonderfully tight slit. "Yes, it does!" I growled in agreement. Kelsey was grinning at me as she put both her hands on Carynne's ass and pulled her friend's cheeks apart, opening the small girl's pussy a little more. Amanda came to stand beside me, wrapping her arm around my back and pressing her body against me. Carynne squealed with joy while I plundered her cunt, driving the full length of my shaft in and out of her juicy fuckhole. She was wetter than rain, her pussy making loud squelching noises at every one of my strokes. I put both my hands on Carynne's hips—grinning as Kelsey scrunched her skirt up for me a little further—and went nuts. Over and over I eagerly plowed my cock inside Carynne's milking slit, loving the feel of how it scraped and pulled on me; the sight of her tight little ass jiggling under my thrusts made me grin like a moron. Kelsey occasionally added to the fun by slapping Carynne's ass, but mostly she was content just sitting there, holding her gorgeous friend in her lap and sneaking in a kiss every now and then. Amanda started unbuttoning my shirt and pulled it open, then she locked her mouth on my left nipple, gently starting to nibble on it. I shuddered in ecstasy and locked my left hand in her hair, tightly pulling her against me while at the same time increasing my pace in Carynne's goddess cunt. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" Carynne squealed as she got speared by my shaft, and all three of us grinned, turning our attention towards the little cheerleader. I squeezed Carynne's hips tightly and drove the full length of my cock in and out of her pussy with every stroke, my balls dangling about and occasionally slapping against her pussy lips. Kelsey kept on spanking Carynne, and she also pulled her gorgeous friend's head back a little by her ponytail. Carynne arched her back in response which wonderfully tightened the entrance to her juicy cunt. My cock was cheering with joy as it rampantly drove in and out of Carynne's wonderful slit. Amanda grinned as she put a finger in her mouth, wetting it with her own saliva, then she reached out and drove it deep inside Carynne's ass. "Oh my God!" Carynne screamed. Her body clenched, and I could feel a huge shudder running through her while her cunt clenched around my shaft "Cum you little slut! Cum all over my brother's cock!" Kelsey ordered before sensually running her tongue through Carynne's ear. The tiny girl kept screaming as her dam finally burst; a flood of her girl juice washing over my cock, practically drowning it. Her pussy walls clenched harder and harder on my shaft, and the feeling drove me to increase my thrusts, my cock now almost blurring at every stroke in and out of her spasming cunt. Similarly, Amanda was thrusting her finger vigorously inside Carynne's ass, the two of us plowing both her holes with absolute abandon. Carynne was muttering profanities, urging us on to nail her slutty body while she came like crazy, squirming and twitching so hard she nearly fell out of Kelsey's lap. It was only our combined hands on her hips and ass that kept her in place. My knees were starting to protest at being bent for such a length of time, and with a groan I pulled out of Carynne's pussy, after which I sank down on the couch beside my sister with a loud sigh. My cock was bouncing up and down and wanted nothing more than to be shoved back inside Carynne's slit, but I knew I needed to change positions before I could continue. Amanda, still keeping her finger buried deeply in her small friend's ass, quickly sank down to her knees and locked her mouth onto Carynne's cunt, her tongue sliding deeply inside as she started eagerly lapping Carynne's oozing slit. She thrust her finger inside Carynne's ass rhythmically, making the incredible brunette shiver with pleasure. At the same time, Kelsey leaned over towards me and took my cock deeply into her mouth, her tongue and lips wetly slurping every inch of my shaft to clean it of Carynne's cum. Carynne was staring at us, her grin as delighted as I'd ever seen on a girl. "Yeah, Kel, suck my cum from your own brother's cock, you slut!" she moaned. Kelsey hummed in reply and continued her oral work on my cock, though she again slapped her hand down on Carynne's ass. I grinned as I stared at the brunette's tight bottom, now having turned a nice deep shade of red from my sister's incessant thwacks. Amanda was noisily lapping Carynne's cunt, her tongue flashing up and down through the juicy slit in front of her. She kept that up for several minutes, then she slowly got up, pulling her finger out of Carynne's butt. After having sucked it near to distraction, Kelsey let my cock pop out of her mouth and smiled at her gorgeous blonde friend. Amanda sat down beside her, and the two began kissing eagerly. My sister moaned at the taste of Carynne's pussy on Amanda's tongue, and they both giggled while they made out, their tongues flashing in each other's mouth. Carynne smiled as she saw the two beautiful girls kiss. She quickly got out of Kelsey's lap, knelt down in front of me and took my cock into her mouth in one smooth gulp. I gasped in surprise at how easily she took my entire cock in her mouth. While Amanda was able to suck the whole length of my shaft into her throat, it had taken Kelsey several tries to do the same, and it was a very, very tight fit. Yet here was little five-foot-nothing Carynne, and she gobbled up my pole like it was a french fry, her own throat opening easily to accept my cock. The brunette moaned appreciatively while sucking on my spear, her face bobbing up and down while her eyes would occasionally flicker up at me, showing off the joy in them. Her mouth was like a vacuum around my shaft, and her tongue did absolutely delicious things to my glans as it fluttered all over. Amanda and Kelsey broke their kiss and smiled at seeing my head lolled against the couch from the wonderful feeling of Carynne's blowjob. "I want to eat her pussy now," my sister said, preparing to move behind or underneath Carynne. Suddenly I got a wicked idea, and I held up my hand to forestall her. "Wait a second, Kel." My sister looked at me curiously but did as I asked, waiting patiently to see what I was going to do. I put both my hands underneath Carynne's arms and gently pulled her to her feet, even as I got up myself. Carynne wasted little time in getting her mouth back on my cock; she bent over at the waist and slurped my shaft deep inside her throat again. It was unbelievable how good she was at sucking cock, and I was sorely tempted to just let her suck me off until I blew in her mouth. However, my sister wanted to suck Carynne's juicy cunt, and I planned on making it easy for her. I grabbed Carynne's waist and lifted her while simultaneously flipping her around—the result of which was me holding her in a standing 69, with her head facing down. I grinned lewdly at the amazing position she was in. Incredibly, she had kept her mouth on my cock the whole time, and the feeling of her mouth being twirled around my shaft had nearly made my knees buckle. Carynne's skirt had draped across her hips and body, exposing her pussy to me, while she kept hungrily sucking on my shaft. I bent my head forward and stuck my tongue into her cunt, moaning as we both orally satisfied each other. I growled with delight at the taste of Carynne's cunt; it was sweet and tangy, not unlike my sister's. After a few seconds of licking her juicy cunt, I turned around and slowly lowered Carynne—in the same upside down position—onto the couch, sinking to my knees and keeping my cock in her mouth. Carynne's awesome cunt was pointed almost straight up in the air as her legs were draped over the back of the couch, and my sister wasted little time in walking around, then bending over to put her tongue right in her friend's tight slit. Carynne moaned around my shaft as Kelsey's tongue slithered deeply between her folds, and the vibration of her little hum drove me fucking insane. I couldn't believe how utterly amazing all three of them were at sex, and I made a mental note to thank Stacey a billion times for being such an obviously incredible teacher. I carefully started to fuck my cock in and out of the little nymph's mouth, sighing at the incredibly hot feeling. After a few seconds of me being gentle, Carynne pulled my cock out of her mouth. "Damon, stop teasing and fuck me!" she growled heatedly. I threw a glance at Kelsey, who just grinned and nodded at me, then I shoved my cock back inside Carynne's mouth without being the least bit gentle about it. The luscious slut hummed lewdly as I prodded the back of her throat. I pushed forward incessantly until—with a gargled squeak out of her mouth—my cock slid all the way inside! "Fuck her face harder, she loves it! She loves being used like the little slut she is!" Kelsey encouraged me, temporarily pulling her tongue out of Carynne's cunt. I bit my lower lip as I pulled my shaft out, feeling Carynne's lips tightly suck my shaft, then I rammed it back inside mercilessly, my fierce thrust forcing the wind out of her lungs. She coughed and choked for a second, but right as I was about to pull back in worry, she put both her hands on my ass, pulling me even tighter against her. Kelsey caught my attention by crooking a finger at me, urging me to bring my face closer. I knew what she was getting at and happily complied, bending forward to add my tongue to hers inside Carynne's cunt. We had to move our faces a little bit so we could fit opposite each other, then we both drove our tongues deeply in the horny brunette's slit. I again marveled at the taste of Carynne's cunt, and I enthusiastically drove my tongue as far as it would go, shuddering with lust if I scraped against my sister's tongue every now and then. Carynne started to buck under the double assault, and I winced momentarily when her teeth scraped along my shaft, though she quickly lapped her tongue across the sore spot to make it all better. I reached out with my thumb and put it on her clit, rubbing it firmly, causing her to squeal around my cock which I mindlessly kept plowing inside her throat. From the corner of my eye I saw Amanda get up and quickly strip off her outfit, leaving her completely, gloriously naked. Even while already being sucked on by Carynne, my cock still grew what felt like an inch at the sight of my goddess girlfriend undressing herself. The movement of Kelsey's hand brought my attention back to the tasty hole I was eating, and I grinned against Carynne's cunt as I saw my sister slowly drive a finger up her ass. It seemed Carynne really enjoyed having her ass played with, because she let out a piercing squeal, her body shivering under the continuous sexual pleasure we were inflicting on it. I lapped my tongue around inside her cunt as much as I could, loving the taste of her pussy juice. As soon as Amanda wriggled her face in between my body and Carynne's, she locked her mouth on the small girl's tits, and Carynne's body just exploded again; the gorgeous brunette shivered madly in her orgasm. I quickly pulled my cock out of her mouth to prevent her from biting it off, and Kelsey and I moaned happily as juicy streams of the brunette's cunt gush washed over our tongues, her pussy walls clenching against us and causing our tongues to practically entangle inside her cunt. We lapped, licked and gnawed, swirling our tongues around as much we could while slurping on Carynne's juicy snatch, trying to drink as much of her cum as we could. The insatiable slut shuddered under our ministrations, letting out a deep moan of satisfaction while her orgasm thundered through her. A few seconds into her climax, her legs began quivering almost spastically, and Kelsey laughed at the sight of it, obviously loving how hard her friend was cumming. Finally, with a loud groan, Carynne slumped down into post-orgasmic bliss, and Kelsey and I both looked up from Carynne's cunt, grinning at each other like cats who got a bowl of cream. We kissed eagerly, our tongues curling around each other and tasting Carynne's juice all over again, this time from each other's mouths. Amanda, meanwhile, wasted no time in getting her mouth locked on my cock, sucking it deep inside her throat while I made out with my sister. We fooled around like this for a few moments, then I broke my kiss with my sister as I sank down onto the couch beside a still shivering Carynne, gently keeping Amanda's head in my lap. "Sorry, baby, I gotta be careful not to tire out my legs," I said when Amanda looked up at me curiously. "Coach will kill me if I can't swim tomorrow!" She grinned at me and nodded, then immediately returned her mouth to my shaft. I groaned as she sucked the full length of my cock inside her mouth in a single, smooth gulp. "You okay, honey?" Kelsey asked Carynne with a happy grin. "Mmmm, yes. Fuck yes! That was unbelievable you guys, you made me cum so fucking hard!" Carynne murmured. "I think Damon really loved the taste of your cum." "Good, because I love the taste of his!" the luscious brunette giggled. I laughed and reached out, gently rubbing my hand over Carynne's pussy, causing her to shiver again even as her greedy pussy lips tried their hardest to get my fingers in between them. I teasingly slid my middle finger inside her, stirring it around a few times, then pulled it out and brought it to my mouth, moaning again at the taste of her juice; it quenched my thirst better than lemonade. "Get naked, baby," my sister urged her friend as she pulled off her own tank top, exposing her wonderful tits to me, then quickly took off her skirt and panties too. Carynne rolled over onto her side then smoothly slid off the couch, landing in a crouch, her hands already working on pulling her top off over her head. She gave me a wicked grin as she exposed her tits, with its thick, firm nipples. I was amazed at how big they were, seemingly an inch if not even longer. My mouth watered at the sight, and my cock shuddered in Amanda's mouth while she still voraciously sucked on my cock. I reached down and pulled gently on Amanda's hair. "Don't suck too hard, gorgeous, or you'll make me cum!" Amanda pulled her mouth off my cock and grinned at me. "Isn't that the whole point?" "Yeah, but there's three hot pussies available for my load!" Amanda giggled, but nodded in understanding as she came up, leaning over to kiss me deeply; I eagerly returned it, loving the feeling of her tongue pushing its way into my mouth, and we made out for several moments. "Did you like cumming inside Carynne's little cunt?" Amanda asked once we let up for some air. "Yes," I growled. As if to add its agreement, my cock bounced almost comically. "You want to fuck her ass too, don't you?" I threw her a guarded glance with my answer stuck on my lips, worried of what she'd say. Despite her liberal attitude to my fucking other girls, I wasn't sure if going around admitting that I wanted to plow my cock up another girl's ass was the thing to do. "It's okay, just say it," she said sensually, trailing her tongue wetly across my cheek. "Yeah, I want to fuck her ass," I said, almost inaudibly. Amanda smiled and nodded, apparently in understanding. "I knew it. You're such a boy." "Is neither of you going to ask whether I actually want to be fucked up my ass?" Carynne asked haughtily as she plopped down beside us. She was totally naked and looked just absolutely fantastic. I almost fell over myself in an effort to apologize, but before I could get anywhere, Amanda's silvery laughter rang through the room. Kelsey sat down on the other side of us, also naked, her own nipples proudly standing at attention, and she was trying her hardest not to laugh like Amanda. "Whatever, Carynne! You can't fool us, we know you too well. You're dying to have him fuck your ass, you insatiable cumslut!" Carynne tried to maintain her stoic expression, but she soon lost her composure and flashed us all a beautiful grin. "Well, okay, I do. But he's so big! How is that cock ever going to fit up my asshole?" "Don't worry, baby, I know what will help," Amanda said with a somewhat cruel grin, then she got off me and practically jumped on top of her small friend. Carynne squawked and then giggled as Amanda pushed her down into the couch, their mouths meeting with passion. The two girls made out with unbridled enthusiasm, and Amanda slowly started dragging her hand across Carynne's side towards her crotch. As I watched in rapt attention, I figured she'd start fingerfucking her friend's cunt, but Amanda slid her hand a little further and put the tip of her middle finger against Carynne's asshole. "Do you want it, baby? Do you want my finger in your ass again?" Amanda asked teasingly. "Yes. Please Amanda, finger it. Stuff that finger inside me, I want it so badly. It felt so good when you fingered my asshole while he fucked me!" Carynne mewled. Amanda looked at me and smiled, then she slowly began to push her finger inside Carynne's tight hole. I sighed at the little puckered star widening and opening for my girlfriend's finger that kept going deeper and deeper. Amanda slowly started fingering Carynne's ass with her finger, then, after about half a minute, began to add a second one. I grinned as she started stretching Carynne's butt, I assumed in preparation for my shaft. Carynne's sultry moans were causing goosebumps to appear all over my body; she sounded so horny! Kelsey took Amanda's place in my lap, kissing me gently, and then teasingly rubbing her cunt against my staggering pole. "Ready to fuck, big brother?" I glanced deeply into her eyes and shook my head with a grin. "First I want that breakfast you promised me." Kelsey looked confused for a second, then she grinned in understanding and raised herself up higher, putting her delicious pussy in front of my mouth. The unmistakable scent of her excited cunt wafted through my nostrils, and my stomach again growled in anticipation. I loved the way she smelled! I leaned in, sticking my tongue out and sliding it deeply into my own sister's slit. "Oh God, he's eating his own sister's cunt!" Carynne groaned from beside us, her voice shivering with desire. "You knew they were fooling around already. Why is that such a surprise?" Amanda asked softly, in between nibbling on the brunette's ear. "It's just so awesome to see it! Kel, I'm so fucking jealous of you for having such a hot brother!" "Thank you, baby, I'm glad you're jealous of me. It makes fucking him all that much sweeter!" my sister teased. "You guys actually fuck too?" Carynne squealed with glee. "Uh-huh," Kelsey moaned. "He's fucked me in all my holes." "Oh fuck, that is so hot! I can't believe you took his cock up your ass, you dirty slut!" Kelsey just groaned in response and rode her cunt harder over my face, humping desperately against my mouth. Her juices were already flowing, and I smacked happily as I tasted her wonderful nectar. I had to admit to myself that of all the pussies I had tasted in my life, none were as sweet and delicious as Kelsey's. "Let me up Amanda, I want to lick her too!" Carynne said, and from the corner of my eyes I saw Amanda roll off her small friend, allowing her to sit up. Carynne wasted no time in coming over and positioning herself behind Kelsey, locking her mouth onto my sister's cunt from behind. I sighed in near delirium when I felt her tongue wiggle its way into Kel's slit, next to mine. At the same time, Carynne grabbed my cock and jerked it slowly, rubbing her thumb across the head and spreading oozing trickles of precum across my shaft, while her other hand began to tickle underneath my balls, sending bolts of excitement through me. Kelsey was moaning deeply, her body sliding back and forth against both our tongues. Because of the way we were positioned, her pussy got absolutely no relieve from Carynne's tongue or mine, and her breathing quickly became heavier. I glanced up at Kelsey's face, pleased to see her smile of utter joy as we relentlessly drove her on towards her orgasm. I crooked my head a little and rubbed my tongue across her clit, thrilled at the cries of pleasure my sister uttered. I heard Carynne grunt, and I saw Amanda had taken up place behind the little cheerleader, looking ecstatic as she was pistoning her arm. I figured she was fingering Carynne from behind, invading one of her holes; I hoped it was her ass again. Amanda's other hand was snaked around the slender girl's body, playing with her small tits. Kelsey locked her hands in my hair and began to groan more loudly. Her nipples were hard as pine cones, and I started feeling her wetness begin to flow against my tongue—a sure sign that she was about to cum. She humped my face more desperately, increasing her pace constantly to get herself off. "Cum Kel, cum all over your brother's face!" Carynne urged my sister on, slapping her ass a few times to help her along. Kelsey moaned loudly and nearly tore my hair out of my scalp, then she started bucking against me furiously. "Oh fuck, lick my cunt!" Kelsey shrieked at an ear-splitting volume. Her body plunged into oblivion, tensing up instantly while she forcefully shoved her cunt against my face. The first squirt of her juice splashed against my chin, right as I pulled my tongue off her clit. I laughed with sheer joy, then I lapped and diddled everywhere, trying to drink as much of her juice as I could. Her second spray splashed full in my face, stinging my eyes a little. I put my hands on Kelsey's ass, squeezing it roughly, using it to pull her against my mouth while I drank deeply of her next two squirts. I wished right then and there that I could live off a diet of girl cum alone; Carynne, Amanda and Kelsey could keep me happily fed for the rest of my entire life! Kelsey shuddered and moaned until her orgasm finished, then she sank down against me, her entire body humming contently. She had her eyes closed, and her hair was plastered against her face. I gently held her in my arms and happily nuzzled her, again thanking God that I had such an amazing girl as a sister. After a few more seconds, Kelsey rolled to her left, and I slowly eased her down onto the couch. Carynne wasted absolutely no time in climbing on top of my cock and sinking her tight cunt onto it. "Mmmm, you're such dirty boy! I can't believe all the things you do to your little sister!" she grinned at me. "You love it, admit it. It makes you horny watching it," I said, putting my hands on her ass and lifting her up and down, sinking the full length of my pole in her drenched slit. "I do, it's awesome. I've never seen anything that hot!" the brunette hissed, squeezing her tight cunt on my shaft, bouncing up and down eagerly. She leaned in a little closer and lapped her tongue over my face, licking up my sister's cum. "Mmmm, I love how you just smell of Kelsey's cum!" My cock jumped inside her cunt at her dirty words, and I got goosebumps all over. It was amazing how sexy she was, and I fucking loved it. Amanda got up beside us, her eyes questioning. "Can I be sandwiched in between you guys now?" she asked with an eager grin. "Yes, please!" Carynne and I both said simultaneously, then we smiled at each other. Amanda gave us a beautiful smile of her own, then she carefully climbed over me, slowly lowering herself until she was in a similar position to the one Kelsey had been in earlier. I wasted no time whatsoever, driving my tongue deep inside her luscious cunt, while I felt Carynne do the same from behind. Our tongues gently rubbed against each other in exploring Amanda's pussy. The heat of her young slit threatened to overwhelm me as it washed over my tongue, and I marveled at how horny she must have been. Amanda locked her hands in my hair, gently rubbing across my scalp while she got licked from both ends, her pussy getting wetter and hotter by the second. Meanwhile, Carynne bounced up and down on my shaft like an energetic kangaroo, her cunt so wonderfully tight that it felt like she was stripping the skin off my cock. Rather than be painful, however, it sent absolute waves of irresistible lust tearing through me, and I had to struggle to not cum already. Though I was crazy eager to cum, I wanted to prolong it as long as I could, so I could enjoy these three hot girls more. I felt Carynne pull her tongue away, and I briefly wondered what she was doing. When she replaced her tongue with two of her fingers, I smiled approvingly. I moved aside a bit and watched in fascination as the wonderful girl shoved both fingers deep inside my girlfriend's cunt. "Fuck yes! Finger me, Carynne! Please!" Amanda moaned, scooting a little lower in an effort to get those fingers as deep as they could go. Carynne happily complied with the request, rapidly plunging her small fingers in and out of Amanda's cunt a few times before adding a third. While Carynne was busy stuffing fingers into Amanda's cunt, Kelsey had recovered from her orgasm, and she'd come to kneel right beside us, a lewd grin on her beautiful face. She and Amanda began making out, and Carynne quickly diverted her free hand to Kelsey's cunt. Without warning, she shoved three fingers inside my sister as well, plunging both pussies simultaneously. While she was fingerfucking her friends, Carynne bounced up and down my cock in the exact same rhythm, her entire body focused on bringing pleasure to her partners. She was absolutely unbelievable, and I imagined songs would be sung in awe for generations about Carynne the Cheerleader Fucktoy. All four of us were groaning and panting heavily as we all got royally fucked. Amanda was shuddering quite frantically, her orgasm rapidly approaching; both from my mouth which was locked on her clit, and from Carynne's fingers which were shoved up her cunt. "Carynne, lick her ass!" my sister urged, and I felt rather than saw the small girl move forward a bit to do as Kelsey asked. Amanda tensed up when Carynne's tongue pushed inside her puckered hole, but she almost immediately resumed her intense clenching—and bouncing—on Carynne's fingers and my tongue. I glanced out of the corner of my eye towards my sister's cunt, and I felt my eyes nearly bug out of my head when I saw that Carynne had no fewer than four fingers buried in Kelsey's slit. Not just partially buried, but completely all the way inside to her knuckles. Just her thumb was still sticking out, and while I watched she began to curl it into her palm, trying her hardest to get it inside my sister's cunt too. "Carynne... ! You're gonna tear me apart!" Kelsey moaned. Her body shivered like a tree caught in a hurricane at the forceful penetration. "No, I'm not!" Carynne hissed. "Your hot, sexy cunt can handle it! I know it can!" Without even waiting for a reply, Carynne gave one extra, final push, and accompanied by a loud shriek from my sister, the small cheerleader's tiny fist sank completely inside Kelsey's cunt. "Jesus, Kel, she's fisting you!" Amanda groaned deliriously. "Oh my ... fuck!" my sister growled, her legs shivering wildly at the feelings running through her. "I'm ... so full ... but it feels ... so good!" "Do me too, Carynne, please!" Amanda begged, and again I stared in awe as Carynne quickly complied, jamming a fourth finger into Amanda's cunt without too much problems; then, she started working to put her thumb inside too. "If you girls wanted to be fisted, I would have been happy to oblige, you know?" I joked evilly. "You've got to be kidding! There is no way that big shovel of a hand of yours could fit into my pussy!" Amanda howled as Carynne slowly, inexorably forced her tiny hand into my girlfriend's slit. "Uhhh yeah, small hands only, please!" Kelsey mewled, diddling her own clit while Carynne's fist got pumped into her cunt. "Yes!" Carynne exclaimed triumphantly as finally, with an audible plop, her other fist sank into Amanda's cunt too. "Oh God, I can't believe I'm fisting both of you!" I kept driving my cock rapidly in and out of Carynne's cunt, causing the sexy girl to mewl loudly, even as she continued shoving her small fists into both her friends' pussies. My sister tried to say something, but it died in her throat as she experienced a small orgasm. Her stomach convulsed while a few thin squirts of her juice forced their way past Carynne's fist, splashing against Amanda's legs. I held out my right hand for my sister, and she forcefully grabbed onto it, using it to steady herself and to keep from collapsing. My left hand was still squeezing Carynne's ass while she bounced up and down in my lap. "Damon," Amanda whispered, and I quickly looked up at her flushed face. Her breathing was erratic and her hair stuck to her face as rivulets of sweat ran down her fantastic body. "Yeah gorgeous?" I smiled at her. "Put your cock in that little slut's ass! If we're getting filled, then so is she!" Amanda hissed at me, her eyes hot like a volcano. My grin became even more pronounced, and I reached my left hand out and managed to get a hold of my cock in between bounces of Carynne's incredible body. I slowly started pulling out, ignoring her wail of disappointment when my cock slipped out of her pussy. Without any warning or indication of what I was going to do, I began blindly aiming my cock higher, trying to find her little asshole. "Oh shit, are you gonna fuck my ass?" Carynne moaned as I poked and prodded against her asscheeks. "Yes, he is!" Amanda barked. "If I'm having my pussy plowed sore by your fist, your ass is going to hurt too!" "Mmmm, I love it when you get all angry at me because I make you cum so hard!" Carynne giggled. She peeked around Amanda's body at me, giving me a cruel grin; then, she started increasing the pace of her fist in Amanda's cunt. "Oh, fuck, Carynne!" Amanda screamed. Her body was finally unable to take the assault any longer, and she absolutely shattered into orgasm. Unlike my sister's tiny one, Amanda's was full blown, thick streams of her cum washing down Carynne's wrist. I moved my face closer, pushing my tongue against her cunt and licking eagerly. I couldn't believe this was the third pussy I was drinking cum out of in less than a quarter of an hour; I closed my eyes momentarily to count my blessings, then I continued to slurp at Amanda's delicious pussy. I knew I was the luckiest bastard in the world, and I also knew that if anyone ever thought he could take my place, he'd have to kill me first. During my slurps on Amanda's pussy, my cock finally found its mark, and with a painful jolt the head slipped into Carynne's unbelievably tight asshole. "Jesus, that is so big! Please be gentle, Damon!" the little nymph moaned as my cock thrust deeper into her taboo hole. "Fuck gentle!" my sister snarled. "Fuck her goddamn brains out, Damon! Make that slut scream!" I gasped at my sister's use of profanity, but when I looked over at her I saw her huge, excited smile as she was again wantonly taking Carynne's fist thrusts into her cunt. She was also helping her Amanda to remain upright, though with the way Amanda was captured in between me and Carynne, she was not likely to fall down even if she wanted to. I pushed my cock forward with a snarled grunt as I forced Carynne's ass to accept me. I had never in my entire life felt something as tight as her ass, and I had to clench my teeth to keep from exploding right then and there. Yet I plunged on, eager to grant Kelsey's and Amanda's wish that I nail the goddess brunette stupid. Carynne was mewling unintelligibly, even as she relentlessly kept fisting both her girlfriends. "How do you like it, baby?" Kelsey grinned at Carynne. "Oh Kel, it's so fucking big! How do you handle that fat cock in your ass?" Carynne squealed, her body shivering on top of my pole. "We used a lot of lube," my sister admitted, throwing Carynne a wink. Carynne stared at my sister in disbelief for a few seconds, then she giggled. At least, she giggled as much as she could while her ass was being savaged by my cock. "You couldn't have told me that beforehand?" "No. Suck it up!" Kelsey grinned. Finally my cock bottomed out. It wasn't completely buried all the way inside, but I was utterly unable to push it any further. I imagined the tip was coming out of Carynne's throat, and when the sexy brunette bent over to lick Amanda's asshole again, I grinned as I thought of the tip shoving right up my girlfriend's ass. It'd be a little Carynne-kebab I'd have on my cock! "I'm gonna cum, girls ... I can't hold it anymore," I groaned. My cock was glowing so fiercely it felt like it was on fire, and my balls were churning. I had so much cum built up that I figured Carynne was going to get launched right off of me when I came, blown away on a fountain of my jizz. "Let's cum together," Kelsey groaned. "I'm almost there." "Me too!" Amanda hissed. Her body was still shivering between us, and her pussy lips looked red and swollen from the brutal pounding Carynne was giving her with her fist. "How about you, Carynne?" I asked. "I've been waiting on you all to cum for ages!" I heard her groan, somewhat muffled as she kept tonguing my girlfriend's ass. "Whenever you want to!" I grit my teeth and started to saw my cock in and out of her ass, increasing the pace of my thrusts on every stroke. Carynne tried to match my thrusts with her hands, forcefully fisting both Kelsey and Amanda while the four of us got closer and closer to a giant group cum. The entire living room smelled of sex and sweaty bodies, and streams of water were pouring off Amanda and Kelsey as well as myself. I couldn't see Carynne's body, but from how hot and wet her ass felt against me, I imagined she was soaked in sweat too. Slowly the tingle began to build in my toes and rushed upwards, overwhelming every other sense. A few seconds later, the climax thundered through me like a tornado. Kelsey got there first, however, yanking Carynne's fist out of her cunt with a loud scream, then spraying her cunt juice against Amanda's hips and over my face. That set off Amanda as well, and she fell forward against my head—leaning over the couch as her orgasm caused her legs to fail. The feel of her slender body draping itself over mine was wonderful. Carynne managed to pull her little fist out of Amanda's pussy before she was dragged along with her. As my sister's juice splashed against the side of my face, and Amanda's body bucked and shivered against me, I howled as my cock jumped, spraying a massive load of my cum into Carynne's fantastic asshole. The little brunette wasted no time herself, plunging two of her fingers inside her own cunt while she leaned forward as far as she could, putting her face in the streams of cunt gush exploding out of my sister's cunt. She cried out in ecstasy as she, too, joined us in orgasm. For what seemed an eternity, all four of us kept cumming with groans and pants. Kelsey's climax was so massive that her cum absolutely soaked Carynne's face, Amanda's ass and legs, as well as a part of my face. Amanda, for her part, was unable to get herself up, just shivering as she lay draped across my head and the couch, her pussy shivering and twitching continuously during her orgasm. I moved my face underneath her and buried my tongue back inside her cunt now that Carynne's fist had left it, moaning happily at the taste. My own cum had filled Carynne's ass after the first spray and was now just rushing out of her tight hole in what felt like buckets, coating my balls and groin, while Carynne was spraying small droplets of her own juice onto my stomach. When our orgasms finally subsided, we all lay there, stupefied and completely worn out. Kelsey slumped down against me, resting her head against my free right shoulder, while Carynne leaned forward with a soft purr, resting herself against my stomach and chest. Amanda needed a bit more time to be able to move, but she finally came down as well, sinking onto the couch and putting her head on my left shoulder. "I could die happy right now," I groaned, my voice cracking after my exhausting cum. The feel of three naked goddesses lying against me was beyond spectacular, and I knew without a doubt that this would go down as the most awesome moment in my entire life. The girls giggled softly, all of them still panting heavily. Kelsey was the first to recover, reaching out with her hand to gently stroke Carynne's hair. "Thank you, you wonderful, gorgeous slut." "Did you like it?" Carynne asked. Her eyes were full of mischief, but they also seemed a little worried. "I didn't hurt you two, did I?" "Not too badly," Amanda smiled from my left. "I don't think I've ever cum this hard. Thank you baby." "No, thank you two! This was by far the hottest fuck I've ever had in my life!" Carynne said earnestly, her face pulled into a beautiful smile. "Is nobody gonna thank me?" I said, a little pouty. I'd done my part in this ridiculous foursome, after all. Even as I thought it, I shook my head in disbelief. A fucking foursome! Three of the hottest girls in school—no, in the entire State—had just totally, utterly, fucked the life out of me. I didn't know who to thank anymore, so I just thanked everything in existence. "Oh, shut up!" Kelsey grinned. She leaned towards me a little and kissed my cheek. "Thanks, doofus." Amanda leaned in too, giving me a deep, sensual kiss. "Thank you, Damon." Carynne, not wanting to be left out, crawled up against my chest and kissed my chin. "Thank you! Want to be my brother?" "You can't have him, horny slut!" Kelsey giggled. "Can I at least borrow him a few days a week?" Carynne giggled. "No!" my sister and Amanda said simultaneously. "You two are such party poopers!" Carynne laughed, and we all joined in happily. ------- ------- Chapter 13 Standing outside Amanda's house, we waved at Carynne as she took off in her Spider GT Convertible, which Amanda told me had been a gift from her dad for her sixteenth birthday. The wonderful brunette was on her way to Stacey's house to show off the new panties she'd gotten for the squad. Afterwards, she'd go visit Mikaela as well, and she'd vowed that all five girls would be wearing the new panties for my swim meet. I had no doubt whatsoever that they would; somehow I figured Carynne could get any girl—or man, for that matter—to do anything she wanted them to. It seemed likely that the sexual escapades she'd have with both Stacey and Mikaela would rival the one she'd just had with us. After our fantastic sex romp, the four of us had trundled off to Amanda's shower, exhausted but utterly satisfied. It had been a very tight fit with four bodies in just that one small bathtub, alternating underneath the one small shower nozzle. To cope, we'd gotten very close together which had led to several rounds of pinching and tickle attacks, lots of laughter and squeals, and also some very sensual grinding and rubbing. Amanda had actually cum again from the heavy petting; then, we'd all taken turns fingerfucking Carynne with as many fingers as we could, to thank her for the wonderful fuck she'd given us earlier. The sexy nymph had practically screamed the tiles off the walls with her orgasms. While Carynne was recovering, she'd experimentally tugged on my cock a few times, but when it had refused to get back up she'd just grinned, saying how much she'd enjoyed wearing me out. The goofy grin I'd gotten on my face from that stayed stuck on my face for hours. I couldn't believe how amazing she was, though of course Amanda and Kelsey still outshone her in my mind. After the shower, we'd all had some lunch—or at least the girls had had some, while I'd had a lot—and then Carynne had said her goodbyes, leaving me alone with my sister and my girlfriend. "It got cold all of a sudden," Amanda said, shivering slightly in the gloomy fall weather. All traces of the beautifully sunny weather we'd had for the past week seemed to have disappeared without a trace, and we quickly went back inside. "So what are we going to do now?" Kelsey asked, a big smile on her face. She'd had several spectacular orgasms earlier, and she'd been in a positively beaming mood ever since. Squirting her cum on multiple faces always seemed to do that to her, for some reason. "Well, I want to go by the pool first and do a few laps to warm up for tomorrow," I said. "I thought you said you didn't have any swim practice on the day before your meets?" "Not official practice, no. Our coach doesn't want us to wear ourselves out, but I like to get a few laps in, just to keep the edge. Besides, I need to see if my nose will be able to handle diving into the pool, or if I'll need to tape it tomorrow." "How is your nose? Does it still hurt?" Amanda asked, a small look of concern on her flawless face. "Nah, only if I touch it. Or if you two bump your pussies against it," I grinned lewdly. "Somehow I doubt you're really all that bothered by that, sweet brother," Kelsey said playfully. "Not at all. I'll gladly make some sacrifices to get to drink your pussy juice." My beautiful sister threw me a wicked smile, and Amanda laughed too. "You're so noble," my girlfriend said. "I know, it's a burden," I chuckled. "Amanda and I would be happy to not hurt your nose anymore, you know?" Kelsey offered. "We'll just not have you eat us out until it's healed." "What?! Nuh-uh, we won't!" Amanda exclaimed quickly, causing all three of us to laugh again. "It's okay, sis. I appreciate the gesture, but I think I'll be alright," I said amicably. "Okay, but I don't wanna hear any complaints when I grind your face, and it hurts!" she giggled, and we grinned at each other for several moments. "Are we going straight to the pool, or do you need to stop at home first to get your Speedos?" Kelsey asked. "Yeah, I do," I sighed. It was a bit out of the way, but with the whole thing with Dad yesterday I'd completely forgotten to put my swim gear in my car. I figured the swim club would frown on me swimming naked. "Damon?" Amanda asked. "Yeah?" "Can Kelsey and I come to the pool with you?" "Sure, if you want. Will it be all that interesting to sit in the stands and watch me do a few lazy laps, though?" She shrugged and gave me a cute smile. "I like watching you." My goofy grin got about twice as big as I stared at her, and I felt myself blush a little. "Do you think Amanda and I could go swim too?" Kelsey asked. I gave her a surprised look. "I didn't know you liked to swim?" "Sometimes. Especially when there's hot guys in the water," she grinned, causing Amanda to laugh. "Do you think it'll be okay?" "I'm not sure, to be honest," I said hesitantly. "It's the club's pool, and I don't know that it's ever open to the public." "Will there be anyone there this time of day?" I shook my head. "Nah. Most of the guys train in the mornings, and the four of us usually late in the afternoons. During the day it's pretty quiet." "So there's nobody there?" "Other than the security guy, I don't think so, no." "So why can't we go swim then?" my sister grinned mischievously. "We'll just sneak inside." I grinned as I shook my head at her. "You're such a bad girl!" Kelsey licked her lips and gave me a sultry look. "You love it when I'm bad." I groaned when memories of all the amazingly hot things she'd done to me flooded through me. As I stared off in the distance, visions of my naked sister bouncing on my cock drifted in front of me, and both girls giggled knowingly at my obvious distraction. Finally, I nodded. "I guess we could try that. We're not gonna fool around in there though! I'm not risking getting kicked off the team the day before the State semis!" "Awww," my sister pouted. "Would you fool around with us in the pool if you didn't have State semis?" As much as I tried not to, I couldn't help but smile. "That's what I thought!" Kelsey giggled. "It really wasn't in doubt, was it?" Amanda grinned with a teasing smile. "Okay, you two insatiable nymphs, that does it! Let's get going, because time's a wastin'!" I joked. The girls quickly went to Amanda's bedroom to gather up some clothes, swimming gear, and the myriad of other things that girls always seemed to need whenever they were about to leave for somewhere, but fortunately they quickly came back out again. My sister was again wearing her outfit from last night: her white flippy skirt and her pink belly-baring tee, while Amanda had dressed up in an awesomely tight pair of white pants and a cute, blue t-shirt which hugged her breasts in a truly fantastic way. I could see the outline of a black bikini top underneath her tee. "Do you like?" Amanda asked as she saw me staring at her tits, pushing them out a little for my benefit. "Yeah, I like!" I said, almost drooling. "Do you have any clothes that don't show off that amazing body of yours so much?" "Why would I buy something that doesn't flatter me?" she grinned. "I like my body, and I like buying clothes that fit around it tightly." "We're very grateful that you do," my sister chimed in appreciatively. Amanda smiled at Kelsey, and I saw my sister's eyes begin to twinkle with desire. "Okay, let's get out of here before those clothes just get torn off again, and we wind up fucking until midnight!" I said quickly. I had to admit that it was a very tempting prospect, however. Both girls gave me a sexy grin, then we all quickly trooped out of Amanda's house. The drive home was uneventful, and the three of us chatted casually about minor things. As we pulled up into our home's driveway, I was relieved to see that Dad wasn't home; even though we had squared things up earlier, I really wanted some more time away from him. From the looks of it, I'd gotten lucky. I got a huge surprise as I walked into the kitchen, though, with Mom flying into my arms the moment I stepped inside. "Oh, I'm so glad you're back!" she said, her voice quavering. She kissed my cheeks several times, and I could feel the wetness on her face where her tears were flowing freely. "Er, hey Mom, good to see you too. Can you let go now, please?" I asked, getting a little embarrassed. She ignored me and continued to hug me fiercely, murmuring "my baby" over and over again. "Mom! Cut it out!" I said, completely mortified as I heard both Kelsey and Amanda giggle behind me. "Amanda is here!" "Oh, hello Amanda, dear. I'm sorry, I'm just so happy to see my son!" my mom said, looking at the girls over my shoulder. "It's okay, I understand," Amanda said sweetly. Mom finally let me go, and I smiled at her, my face still red as a beet. "Thanks for embarrassing me, Mom. There goes my cool guy image." "Oh please, you never had a cool guy image to begin with!" Kelsey snorted. "A clumsy, shy, doofus image maybe!" I gaped at her in surprise. "I'm gonna get you for that!" "Oh no! Someone help me, my brother is threatening me!" Kelsey taunted, her face adorned with a giant, sunshine smile. "You don't scare me, you big wuss!" Both Amanda and my mom started giggling as Kelsey and I grinned at each other. If Mom wasn't standing right there, I'd have spanked the hell out of my sister, then fucked her ass for good measure, and I'm sure she knew it. Just thinking about taking my sister's ass made my cock twitch, and I quickly shifted my thoughts to something innocent, before I popped a massive boner right in front of Mom. Unfortunately, 'something innocent' apparently meant 'Amanda half naked in her cheerleader skirt' to my mind, and the bulge in my pants grew noticeably. "I'm going to go get my stuff!" I said quickly, turning to hide my hard cock. Mom gave me a peculiar look, but as I turned around I could see both Kelsey and Amanda grinning proudly, their eyes locked on my boner. I fled the kitchen like I'd stolen something. I came back down about five minutes later, my swimming gear stuffed in my backpack, to find Mom and the girls sitting at the kitchen table, talking quietly. Out of curiosity I snuck up to the kitchen entrance and hid there, listening in on what they were talking about. "So did you really just order Dad to apologize? Just like that?" Kelsey asked, her voice full of wonder. "Yes, honey, I did. He was so unreasonable, I have no idea what came over him! He'd been very distracted and tense since Wednesday for some reason, and when I came home yesterday he went off on this rant about Damon. I couldn't really even follow what he was saying, but I sure understood the part where he said Damon had left!" Mom said, her voice breaking up. "I'm sorry, Mom," Kelsey said sympathetically. "It's okay, sweetie. I just couldn't face the thought of another one of my children leaving my house in anger!" Mom managed to blurt out before she just burst into tears. I felt my heart ache at the sound of her pain. I'd never really considered what Melissa leaving must have done to her, but it was obvious that she was always going to be tremendously hurt by it. Kelsey quickly got out of her chair and knelt next to Mom, giving her a huge, comforting hug. As Mom cried, Kelsey kept whispering to her; I couldn't make out what she was saying, but it was slowly having an effect, because Mom began to calm down after a few minutes. "He's not leaving us, Mom. Dad apologized and that's that," Kelsey said reassuringly. "I know," Mom said softly. "I'm sorry, Amanda; I didn't mean to just lose it like that in front of you." "Oh, no, it's fine, don't worry," Amanda replied, putting her hand on top of Mom's. "I'd feel the same way." Mom smiled sweetly at Amanda, and the three of them sat quietly for a few moments, each lost in her own thoughts. Figuring I wasn't going to hear anything else, I made some noise and pretended to come down the stairs again, then I walked into the kitchen. "Hi honey," Mom said. "I'm so glad you're home again!" "Me too, Mom," I said, giving her a big smile. "Will you be home for dinner tonight?" "Eh, no, Amanda and I are going out to dinner, actually. I'll come home later tonight, though." "Good, because I didn't like it one bit when you weren't here last night," Mom said, shaking her head for added emphasis. "I'm sorry, Mom. You know I didn't mean to upset you," I said, my voice barely a whisper. "It's okay, honey, I know you didn't. It's all sorted out, and we can get past it now, right?" I hesitated for a second as Kelsey and I flicked each other a quick glance. In her eyes I could see that she was wondering the same thing I was: did Dad know about the two of us? All this was far from sorted out, but I smiled at Mom and nodded anyways. "Sounds good to me." Mom smiled and stood up, coming over to give me another huge hug. I kissed her cheek softly. "I love you, Mom," I whispered. "I love you too, Damon. I love you so much," Mom said, her arms wrapped tightly around me. We stood there for a few moments, just holding each other, until Mom let go and turned around. "So, Amanda, you're going on a date with my son?" Amanda shyly nodded, turning an absolutely gorgeous shade of red. Kelsey grinned remorsefully at her best friend, and she even softly kicked Amanda under the table. Amanda turned to Kelsey and quickly stuck her tongue out at my sister, then she giggled and blushed even more. "Mom! Jeez, do you have to embarrass everyone today?" I complained, feeling sorry for Amanda. "Embarrass her? Why? I think it's great you two are going out!" Mom retorted, looking confused. "There's etiquette involved, Mom! You don't just blurt out that question right to people's faces!" Mom stared at me as if I'd grown horns. "You're being serious, aren't you?" "Yes!" "You teenagers are so strange these days," she sighed, shaking her head before turning to Amanda. "I'm sorry, dear. I didn't mean to embarrass you." "It's okay," Amanda said. Her face was still a bit flushed, but her gorgeous smile kind of negated the whole blushing thing. "I'm so happy you and my son are spending time together!" Mom practically gushed. "Mom! Stop it, or Amanda and I are eloping to Vegas!" I threatened. "Fine, fine, I'll stop! I just think you two make a really cute couple." I groaned in dismay; she just wouldn't quit! "I'm sorry, Amanda. Apparently we've walked onto the set of some lame dating show or something, and our hostess here is trying to fill up the awkward moments!" Amanda and Kelsey both laughed joyously at that, and Mom actually got a cute blush on her face. "Okay, okay, I get the hint! I'll be quiet now!" Mom said. "Thank you!" "Are you coming home for dinner, honey?" Mom asked my sister. Kelsey hesitated for a second, almost imperceptibly glancing over at Amanda. Amanda, in turn, nodded ever so slightly. "Yeah, I guess so," my sister said, though I saw a brief flicker of what appeared to be disappointment in her eyes. "Okay honey, I'll see you then. I'm going to leave you kids alone now, as I have some paperwork left to do for the clinic," Mom said. "I hope you have fun swimming." "Did you tell her we were going swimming?" I asked Kelsey after I'd given Mom another kiss, and she'd left. "Yeah, while you were upstairs," Kelsey said, looking at both me and Amanda in turn. "I guess you two want to be by yourselves without boring old me along, huh?" "Oh, Kel, you know that's not true," Amanda protested, her voice pained. "I'd just really like to spend some time alone with Damon, so I can get to know him better." Kelsey sighed softly, then she nodded and looked Amanda straight in the eyes for a few moments. Amanda's face fell a little bit, but before I could even begin to try to figure out what was going on, my sister turned her attention to me. "Will you take me home after swimming?" "Yeah, of course I will. What are you gonna do tonight?" I asked. Kelsey shrugged. "I don't know yet. I may just stay home and read, or I may give Carynne a call and see if she wants some help in convincing Mikaela to wear those panties tomorrow." I groaned at the thought of my sister and Carynne both fucking the big-titted brunette's brains out, and Kelsey gave me a teasing, playful grin. Amanda came over and gently put her hand on my sister's shoulder. "Are you sure you're okay with this?" she asked, so softly that I could barely hear her. Kelsey glanced at her and nodded with a small smile. "Yeah, I'm fine. You two just go and have fun later." "Okay. I'll tell you all about it when we come back." "Yeah, you better!" Kelsey grinned. " I'm going to go get my swim suit, I'll be right back." "Want me to go with you?" Amanda asked. Kelsey shook her head as she walked out of the kitchen "Nah, I'll just be a minute." Amanda watched her leave, then she let out a long sigh. "Are you okay, baby?" I asked, feeling a sudden chill run through me. "I guess," Amanda said with a small shrug. She still seemed distracted, or even upset. "What's wrong?" I asked, coming up behind her and engulfing her in my arms. She immediately grabbed my arms and squeezed me tightly, even as I kissed the back of her head. "Nothing really, but I think that's the first time ever that Kelsey didn't ask me to go along with her when she's about to change clothes." "I wouldn't worry about it," I said, trying to cheer her up a bit. "I'm sure she figures I'm in a hurry and wants to just grab her stuff and go. We probably don't have time for the two of you to ravage each other in her bedroom." Amanda gave me a cute grin over her shoulder. "I wasn't talking about fucking her! I was talking about just watching her while she changes into her bikini." "Oh." Amanda looked pensive for a few more moments, then she shrugged again, more deliberately. "But I'm sure you're right, it's just her wanting to hurry." I nodded at her, though I suddenly couldn't help but wonder myself. Kelsey came down again a few minutes later with a few towels folded in her arms, wearing her bikini underneath a white t-shirt and an alluringly short, black skirt. "You guys coming?" she asked as she walked over to the kitchen door. "Yeah," Amanda said, and we both followed my sister out the door. ------- "Hey Charlie," I said to the grizzled old security guy—a kind, black man who should have retired several years ago, but instead kept his cushy job since it didn't require much effort beyond him walking around the facilities every few hours. We'd caught him napping quite a few times but always kept it to ourselves; he was a great guy and the last thing we wanted to do was to get him fired. "Well, howdy Damon," Charlie said, cracking a smile on his weathered face. "Gonna do a few laps before your State semis tomorrow?" "That's right." I smiled. He always knew when we had meets, though whether that was because he was a fan of swimming, or just because he felt it was part of his job, I didn't know. "Erik and Daryll are here too. They got in about twenty minutes ago." "Oh, cool, thanks," I said, nodding at him. "Who are these two pretty girls you brought with you?" I gave him a big grin and turned around, pointing at my sister. "This is my sister, Kelsey; and that's her best friend, Amanda." "Hi," the girls said simultaneously, smiling sweetly at the old security guard. "Hello, ladies! Damon is a lucky fellow to have two such beauties as yourselves accompany him," Charlie gushed. Amanda blushed, while Kelsey got a cute little grin on her face. "Thank you, sir," my sister said. "Oh now, don't sir me, young lady. My name's Charlie. Been good enough for people to use for sixty-eight years, so it should be good enough for you too." "Okay. Thank you, Charlie!" Kelsey laughed. "So, what brings you two here? You gonna watch this fella swim?" "Yeah they are, and I was hoping it'd be okay for them to go swim too? Just for a bit?" I asked. Charlie gave me a sly look, then chuckled. "Well, normally it's against pool regulations, but seeing as how there's nobody here but you kids, I don't see what harm it'd do. You go right ahead, and y'all enjoy yourselves!" "Thanks Charlie," I said gratefully, stepping past his desk as I motioned for the girls to follow me. Amanda thanked him too when she passed, but Kelsey leaned over the desk and gave him a gentle peck on his cheek. "Thank you, Charlie," she said softly. "You're welcome, young lady." The old man smiled kindly. The three of us walked into the adjoining hallway, where Amanda and I both gave Kelsey a curious look. "What?" my sister finally asked, grinning slightly. "Why'd you give him a kiss?" Amanda asked. "Why not? He was really nice and kind to us, and he seems to be a sweet, old man. What's wrong with being kind in return?" "Nothing," Amanda said quickly, holding up her hands apologetically. "I was just curious, that's all." Kelsey looked at her for a few seconds with an amused smile. "It's nice of him to let us swim. I figured it was only right to be a little bit extra grateful." Amanda nodded. "Think I should go back and give him a kiss too?" "Let's try not to give the poor guy a heart attack, okay?" I joked, causing both girls to laugh. We turned a few corners and reached the locker room, at which point I looked around a bit helplessly for a few seconds as we stood in front of the door. "What's wrong?" Amanda asked. "Eh, I just realized I don't have a clue where the girls' dressing room is," I said, a bit flustered. "You don't even know where the girls go to get naked? Some boy you are!" my sister grinned. Without hesitation she opened the door and walked into the guys' locker room. She looked around for a few seconds, then shrugged. "Nobody's here. It'll be fine." I nodded with a resigned sigh, allowing Amanda to go in before me. I prayed fervently that Erik and Daryll wouldn't come back right as the girls were taking their clothes off. I put my backpack down on the bench alongside one wall, and Amanda quickly ran off to the bathroom, saying she had to go pee. Before I could get started on changing, Kelsey shrugged out of her white t-shirt, exposing her amazingly hot body. Her firm breasts were tightly enveloped in an orange-and-yellow bikini top, and her nipples were rock hard; I felt my mouth water at the sight of them. Kelsey saw me staring at her tits and gave me a teasing smile. "Do you like what you see?" I nodded with my mouth hanging open, probably looking like some drooling retard. "Watch this," Kelsey breathed. She grabbed her skirt and slowly started to peel it down, exposing her bikini bottoms—which fit even tighter around her body than her top did. Her ass was stretching it to nearly its breaking point, and her pussy lips were easily visible in the thin fabric. I sighed in awe; every single time I saw her body I couldn't help but stare in stunned adoration at my sister's breathtaking beauty. Kelsey slowly walked over towards me, with her hips swaying enticingly, and her tongue teasingly licking over her lips. I felt my cock stagger in my pants, and my knees wobbled as she drew closer. She couldn't have had a more pronounced effect on me if she'd been actually fucking my brains out right at that point. God, she was so fucking sexy! "I know you said we couldn't fool around in the pool, but can we do it here in the locker room?" Kelsey whispered sensually in my ear while her hand rubbed across my cock. "Erik and Daryll could come in at any second," I said, my voice squeaking several times. "Mmmm, then you'd probably have to share us, huh?" Kelsey grinned. "They don't know about you and I, and I'd kind of like to keep it that way." "You don't think Brian told them already?" "No, I don't. Look, Kel, we can't fool around here, okay?" She gave me a longing glance, then she sighed, a little frustrated. "Okay, fine." She took a few steps away from me and sat down on one of the benches, looking decidedly unhappy. "What's up?" Amanda asked when the came back out of the bathroom, giving us both a curious glance when she sensed the tension between us. "Your boy toy really doesn't want to fool around at all, not even here in the locker room!" Kelsey complained. Amanda gave her a teasing grin. "Awww, poor Kelsey, won't your brother fuck your horny little pussy?" "No, he won't," Kelsey pouted. "And now I have to wait until tonight before someone will get me off!" "I'll make it up to you, baby," Amanda said hotly. "Promise?" Kelsey asked, staring at Amanda intently. "Of course. I'll always fuck you whenever you want it, you know that." Kelsey's got an absolutely ravishing smile on her face, and she quickly walked over and kissed Amanda deeply. I heard both girls moan as their tongues explored eagerly, and their hands slowly slid down until they rested on each other's asses. I watched them make out with a big grin on my face, glad that Kelsey's little fit of annoyance was taken care of so quickly. Kelsey and Amanda were hungrily going at it, and I had to fight myself to keep from joining in. I knew that as soon as either one of their tongues touched mine all my reservations would fly out the window, and I'd be balls deep inside one of their wonderful pussies in moments. I shuddered with desire as I thought about it, but I managed to resist nonetheless, concentrating instead on putting my Speedos on. I grabbed my bag and pulled my stuff out, deliberately not looking at them. I'd changed into the bottom half of my Speedos when the girls finally broke their kiss, both of them loudly gasping for air. "I was afraid you were angry at me, about wanting to go solo with Damon tonight," Amanda said softly. My two gorgeous lovers were standing very close, their foreheads touching, and they had their arms around each other's waists, still touching each other's ass. Kelsey smiled and kissed Amanda's nose. "I'm not, don't worry. A little disappointed, maybe, since I'd love to go with you two. I mean, I love being around you both, and I'd never say no to going out to eat! But I understand you two want some time together. So I hope you'll enjoy your date." "Thank you, Kel. For everything," Amanda said, a tear slowly rolling down her cheek. "No, I should thank you," Kelsey said. Her own eyes started tearing up as she leaned in and kissed my girlfriend again. I stared at them, wondering what they were talking about. Somehow it seemed to me they were discussing something quite a bit more profound than just Amanda and I going out to eat together. They broke their kiss again after a few more seconds, then they gently wiped the tears off each other's faces with beautiful smiles. They hugged one more time, then Amanda stepped back, and she started taking off her t-shirt and those awesomely tight pants. Kelsey and I ogled her with delight every step of the way, and Amanda's grin was positively wicked as she showed off her curvy tits and ass for our benefit. Her bikini was no less revealing than Kelsey's, though it was black rather than colorful, and it fit her amazing body like a second skin. "Do you approve of my swim wear?" Amanda asked. She struck a pose for our benefit, emphasizing the two small pieces of clothing and her flawless curves. "Can I wait to answer until we're in the pool, so you don't notice me drooling so much?" I sighed, feeling my heart practically break at her beauty. "You're so adorable!" Amanda said delightedly, putting her hand behind my neck and giving me a tender kiss. "But drool all you want. I love that I have that effect on you." I hungrily returned her kiss, then I pinched her wonderful ass hard without warning. She squeaked and jumped a foot off the ground in surprise. She got a dangerous look in her eyes, but before she could do anything I fled out the door and ran towards the hall where the official pool was located, with the rapid footsteps of two athletic, sexy girls dogging my every step. I dove cleanly into the pool and immediately took off underwater; though the girls were initially right on my tail, I was a good fifty feet away from them by the time I came up for air. "You two need to swim a lot faster if you want to catch me!" Kelsey and Amanda grinned at each other and set off in pursuit, their slender arms working vigorously to close the distance between us. I watched them get closer with a big shit-eating grin on my face; then, right before they could grab me, I simply swam away in a lazy backstroke. "Come on, slowpokes! There's two of you and only one of me!" I taunted. Kelsey said something to Amanda, and my girlfriend nodded. They quickly spread out, trying to flank me. I patiently let the two of them herd me until I was 'trapped' in the corner of the pool, and they had victorious grins on their beautiful faces as they slowly swam closer. I waited until they were a few feet away. Just as I saw Kelsey prepare to lunge at me, I sank several feet deep, then took off right underneath Amanda's legs. I gave her a few tickles and squeezes for good measure, and I teasingly tugged at her bikini bottoms. Even under water I could hear her peels of laughter as she squirmed in an effort to get away from my devilish fingers. Surfacing a ways away, I laughed heartily as the two of them still paddled in the corner, pouting at their inability to capture me. "You're not playing fair!" Kelsey said. "You're a professional swimmer, and we're just two small girls. You're supposed to let us catch you!" I slowly began to swim back towards them. "I'm not a professional; I don't get paid to swim." "Oh, you know what I mean!" Kelsey grumped, though her smile practically split her face in half. "Even if I did play fair, you still couldn't catch me." "Yeah, well, you wouldn't be able to escape us if we were on a gym floor!" Amanda huffed, trying desperately to stop herself from laughing. "We're not on a gym floor, though. You two are in my playground now!" I grinned, right before diving back under water and speeding off in their direction. They froze for just a second, then they both fled, splashing awkwardly as their squeals of fake fright reverberated through the water. I gave chase easily, closing the distance in a few seconds. I was just trying to decide which delectable ass to grab, when suddenly something grabbed my feet from behind. It was so unexpected that I let out a yell of surprise, thereby also, of course, blowing out my reserves of air. I suppressed a brief flash of panic while I was being dragged down to the bottom of the pool. I twisted around in the grasp of whatever was holding me, then almost laughed as I saw Erik holding onto my feet with a big smirk. I mimed that I was running out of air, and he nodded, letting me go. We both quickly rose and broke the surface. "Shit, asshole, you scared the fucking crap out of me!" I exclaimed after I'd gasped for air for a few moments. "I keep telling you to watch your back, but you never listen," Erik grinned as he lazily paddled beside me. "Why the hell would I need to watch my back while I'm swimming?" "Because you never know when a fierce predator like myself will come and drag you down, dipshit!" he laughed. "Fierce predator, my ass! Maybe to twelve year old girls or something!" I grinned. "You could never fucking catch me if you didn't sneak up on me." "Well, maybe not, but I sure work well as a distraction," he smirked. "What distra–" I began to say, then suddenly got jumped from behind by Amanda. She wrapped her arms and legs around me and tried her hardest to pull me down again. I decided to give in and slowly sank beneath the water, grinning as I felt her tits and pussy grind against me. I reached behind me and grabbed her firm ass, squeezing it while she was clenched against me. The feel of her body pressed against mine was fantastic, and my cock was getting harder than I thought would be possible inside my Speedos. Amanda grabbed my cock, rubbing her palm across it several times before she let go, and I felt her go up for air. Deciding to give her a bit of her own medicine, I swam up underneath her and grabbed her bikini bottoms, swiftly yanking them down and exposing most of her sexy ass. Her squeal of surprise could probably have been heard outside the building, and I was grinning wildly when I finally came up for air too, right beside her. "Damon! You sneak!" Amanda said accusingly, though she had a wonderfully cute grin on her face while she quickly pulled her bikini bottoms back around her butt. "What goes around, comes around," I grinned at her. I pulled her into my arms and gave her a deep, sensual kiss. The heat of her lips, and the way she stared into my eyes made my head woozy. She gingerly wrapped her legs around my hips, and we both moaned as we made out for several wonderful moments. Finally I got tired from trying to keep our combined weight above water, and I reluctantly let go of her. "Mmmm, that was nice!" Amanda purred. "I'll say!" Erik laughed before I could reply myself. "Is that a service for everyone in this pool?" "Hey, mind your fucking manners," I growled at him. "That's my girlfriend you're talking to!" "Well, how the hell was I supposed to know that? You didn't introduce us!" "When was I supposed to have time to introduce you? Anyways, Amanda, this Polish fag is Erik. Moose Man, this is Amanda." "Jesus, dumbass, I'm from Sweden! How many more times do I have to explain that?" Erik laughed, then he smiled at Amanda. "Hi Amanda." My gorgeous girlfriend smiled back at him sweetly. "Hi Erik. It's nice to meet you." "Why did he call you Moose Man? Is that your nickname?" Kelsey asked, swimming up beside us and joining the group. "Nah, that's just Damon's attempt at a lame joke," Erik grinned. "Though I guess you could say I'm hung like one." Both Kelsey and Amanda giggled, and Erik looked terribly pleased with himself, right until I dunked him underwater. "Don't talk that kind of filth to my sister!" I objected loudly when he came up back up, spluttering. "Besides, being hung like a lame joke isn't all that impressive." Erik laughed loudly at that, giving me an approving nod. The girls were both laughing as well, and the entire hall echoed with our noise. "Hey, I'm Erik," my buddy said as he held out his hand to my sister. "Hi Erik, I'm Kelsey, Damon's sister," Kelsey said sweetly. She shook his hand, though she had a bit of a harder time than he did trying to stay afloat while holding one arm above the water. "Aren't you the guy who was talking about wanting to do stuff to me, last week?" "Guilty as charged. Can you blame me?" Erik asked. He gave her a big wink, his eyes roaming all over her body which was on fantastic display in her small bikini. Kelsey grinned as she saw him check her out, and she pushed her tits out a little further, probably entirely for his benefit. "Where's Daryll? I thought he was here with you?" I asked in an effort to get the two of them to stop staring at each other like that. I was biting down on my tongue hard, and my stomach bubbled with acid at the mere thought of Erik getting his hands on her. "He's calling his girlfriend, I think. We were about to go home. I'd just rinsed off and was headed towards the locker room when I heard the girls squealing in here, so I came over to have a look," Erik said, his eyes never leaving my sister's body. "I'm glad you did. It's nice to meet you," Kelsey gushed with a beautiful smile on her face. Erik returned her smile with a grin, though his glance did flicker towards me momentarily, as if he was seeking my permission to actually flirt with my sister. I gave him a murderous glare, intended to wither him to ashes on the spot. Sadly, all it did was just cause his grin to grow even bigger. Before we could say anything, Daryll yelled at us from the edge of the pool. We waved him over, and he dove in, powering his way to us in no time flat—nobody could keep up with him underwater. "Hey D," he said to me as he came up right beside us, shaking his head to clear the water off his face. "Hey Daryll. This is my sister, Kelsey, and this is my girlfriend, Amanda," I said, introducing the girls in turn. I scowled when I saw that Erik and Kelsey were still staring at each other. Amanda and Kelsey both said hi to Daryll. "Hey girls. You competing tomorrow?" Daryll joked. "No, I'm not much of a swimmer," Kelsey grinned. "I look better in a short skirt and tight top, bouncing up and down on a gym floor." "You lie. There is no possible way you could look any better than you do now," Erik said, unashamedly. "I'll second that," Daryll said, obviously mightily taken with my gorgeous sister. Kelsey actually blushed a pretty red at their blatant compliment, and she had the cutest of smiles stuck to her face while she batted her eyes at both of them. I slowly felt myself get mad, but before I could say anything, Amanda tugged on my arm. "Swim with me for a little?" she asked, motioning towards the other end of the pool. I hesitated for a brief second, then nodded, swimming along with her and easily keeping up with her short strokes as we moved away from the others. "How's your nose? Does it hurt at all?" Amanda asked after we'd gone a few dozen yards. "What? Oh, no, it doesn't," I said, wiggling my nose a few times to test it. It still ached fairly dully if I moved it, but it hadn't bothered me when I'd dived into the pool, which was quite a relief. "You wanted to swim over here just so you could talk to me about my nose?" "No, silly, I wanted to talk to you about Kelsey." "Oh? What about her?" I asked. I glanced back over at my sister, who was still animatedly talking to Erik and Daryll, giggling loudly at something they said. "You don't like it, do you?" Amanda asked gently. "Like what?" I asked, confused. Before she could answer, I grimaced when I saw Kelsey put her hand on Erik's arm. "Seeing her with other guys." I gave Amanda a sidelong glance and was about to object when I realized that trying to deny it wouldn't fool her one bit. "No, I don't. I don't like it at all," I said curtly. She gave me a wry smile. "You're kinda cute when you're jealous." "I'm not..." I began, but then sighed. "Okay, I guess I am jealous." "It's okay, I understand," she said softly, coming up and kissing my lips almost hesitantly. "I'm being a giant, hypocrite douchebag, aren't I?" She shrugged and gave me a little smile. "I don't think you are. I think it's normal to be jealous when the girl you love is flirting with other boys." I stared at her in surprise. "The girl I love?" "Don't you love Kelsey?" "Well, yeah. She's my sister!" "I mean as more than just your sister," she said quietly. I stared at her beautiful face for a few seconds, seeing the vulnerability and the concern in her perfect features plain as day. I tried to say something several times but couldn't find the words, and finally I just sighed. "I don't know. Sometimes I think I do, and other times ... I just don't know." Amanda wrapped her arms around me, hugging me deeply. I eagerly returned her hug, nearly crushing her against me. "That's not much of an answer, huh?" I asked. She smiled at me. "It's okay. You're not exactly in a very common situation, so I can understand that you're confused about what you're feeling for her." "It's a crazy thought anyways," I said dismissively. "I mean, we're brother and sister; we could never be together. We'd always have to hide it, from everyone, everywhere." She nodded. "It would probably be pretty difficult." "Yeah, and that's putting it mildly. But anyways, I can't figure out my feelings for Kelsey, they're just too confusing. I do know what I feel for you, though," I said softly. "I'm absolutely crazy about you." The dawn of her smile was like liquid gold being poured through my veins, and I felt a warm flush pop up on my face even as my heart started hammering in my chest. God, her smile was so beautiful. I felt like I could stare at it for days. "Damon, I..." she began, and for the first time since I'd gotten to know her she couldn't bring the words out herself. She hesitated for several long moments. "I'm crazy about you too," she finally said. I put my fingers underneath her chin and softly kissed her, feeling my flush intensify by about a thousand degrees when her lips touched mine. We kissed leisurely, tenderly, our lips sometimes barely brushing. Her hand rubbed the back of my neck and played through my hair, while I pulled her even closer to me, gently caressing her back. We were both moaning quietly as we lost ourselves in our embrace, kissing for what seemed like hours. When we finally stopped, I swore I could see stars, and I had to physically struggle to keep myself afloat. Amanda seemed to be in slightly better shape than I was, but she was also a little bit woozy. I reached out and supported her to keep her from sinking. "Wow, that was some kiss," she breathed heavily, an impossibly cute smile on her face. "You are so incredible," I said, meaning every syllable. "I might as well give you my heart now and be done with it, right?" She giggled with a slightly skewed expression. "What? What do you mean?" "I mean, at the rate you're conquering it, my heart's going to be yours in a little while anyways. I might as well surrender it now." I smiled. "Oh, Damon," she said emotionally; then, before I knew what was happening, she began to cry. Like any good guy would, I immediately flinched, worried that I had upset her. I mentally went over a billion excuses to make it right. Before I could say any of them, however, she glanced at me through her tears and said, "That's the sweetest thing anyone's ever said to me." "Er..." I replied, quite charmingly. "So there's nothing wrong?" "Wrong?" she asked, smiling broadly. "Why would anything be wrong?" "You're crying!" "Because I'm happy, silly!" she giggled while a few more tears fell down her cheeks. "I really don't understand girls," I sighed. "No, that's pretty obvious," she said with a roguish smile even as she rubbed the tears off her cheeks with her hands. "But don't worry, I'll be more than happy to teach you all about them. Or at least one in particular." "Yeah? Maybe in some private lessons?" I asked in a hopeful voice. "You're so cute!" Amanda laughed delightedly. "I'll be happy to give you some private lessons!" I smiled happily, and my heart started pounding more rapidly in my chest. A loud squeal from Kelsey made us turn around; my sister was trying to climb on Erik's shoulders while he kept chucking her off. Daryll was doing his best to help her, but Erik's sheer size and strength made it a lost proposition to begin with. All three of them were laughing as they mock wrestled. "Want to go back and join them?" Amanda asked. "Sure. Are we done talking?" I asked in return. "For now. I just wanted to make sure you were okay. About Kelsey, I mean." I nodded. "I think so, yeah. Thank you." She smiled again. "You're welcome." I gave her a soft kiss on her forehead and again felt my heart flutter just from touching her. God, I was so crazy in love with her. What was the point in trying to deny it any longer? She wasn't just going to conquer my heart, she already had. I began to wonder when would be the best time to tell her since it was way too crowded in the pool for my tastes; I wanted to be alone with her when I told her. My mind hinted at our date as a terrific option, though I did realize that'd mean I'd have to take her somewhere really nice then. We casually swam back over towards our friends, holding hands underwater. As we approached the group, Daryll gave us a big grin. "Looks like you guys were having fun out there." Amanda blushed prettily, and she gave him a cute smile. I glared at my friend, causing him to throw up his hands even as he broke out laughing. "I was just making an observation, I'm not judging you! Besides, you two look great together." "Thank you!" Amanda said jubilantly, giving me a quick grin as if to say, "See?" I glanced over at Kelsey and saw an indecipherable expression on her face as she stared at us from atop Erik's shoulders. It lasted for a few seconds, then it was replaced by a smile. "Having fun, sis?" I asked, intentionally keeping my tone light and trying my damn hardest to avoid any hint of jealousy. "Yeah," she grinned. "I'd ask you if you were having fun, but I think we all saw that you did!" Amanda laughed, then she stuck her tongue out at my sister. Kelsey giggled in turn, right before she got thrown back into the water with a loud squeak. "Oops!" Erik grinned. Kelsey came up spluttering, scowling at Erik. "That was mean!" she complained. "I was trying to hold on to you, I swear!" he snickered. "Somehow I don't think she believes you; I don't believe you either!" Amanda said, throwing her support behind my sister. She swam over and gave Kelsey a hug. "I'm so misunderstood!" "Whatever man, nobody's buying your shit. Just give it up," Daryll grinned. Erik did a fine impression of a resigned sigh, then he grinned at my sister, who couldn't help but giggle some more. "Hey, you guys!" a familiar voice shouted at us from the other side of the hall, and as we turned towards it I felt my stomach sink a little. I knew who the voice belonged to. Brian was standing there, dressed in jeans and a gray turtleneck sweater, which made it fairly obvious he wasn't here to swim. Katie was standing beside him, wearing a pair of very tight fitting jeans along with a stylish white blouse. As soon as he saw me, Brian's face fell, and he seemed momentarily torn between staying and leaving. Before he could make a decision, however, Katie grabbed his arm and whispered something to him, quite animatedly. I fully expected Brian to shake his arm loose, or at least to get into an argument with her, but to my surprise he stood there, almost looking like a sullen school boy, while he got berated by the gorgeous redhead. Our group swam over to the side of the pool nearest to Brian and Katie, and they came walking up to us; Brian's face was a study of conflicting emotions while Katie was smiling brightly. "Hi Kelsey, it's good to see you again!" Katie said happily. She waited for my sister to climb out of the water, after which she engulfed her in a big hug. "You too!" Kelsey grinned. "I still need to thank you for all the advice you gave us over the phone." Katie threw her a wicked smile, then she turned to me. "Hi Damon!" "Hey Katie," I said, smiling at her as I got out, even though my gaze remained mostly locked on Brian. I was worried he was going to go off on a tirade again, but he just stood there, nodding at Erik and Daryll who were still in the water. Amanda hoisted herself gracefully out of the water, and I quickly bent down to give her a hand. The sight of water dripping off her gorgeous body made me groan, and I had to throw every ounce of willpower I possessed into a vehement effort to keep my cock from rising at the sight of her. "Hi Amanda," Katie said warmly, quickly coming over to hug my girlfriend. "I love your bikini. You look amazing!" "Aww, thank you," Amanda said, blushing prettily as she returned the hug. "You're Katie, right?" "Yep, that's me. Did Damon tell you about me?" "A bit, yeah," Amanda said, glancing at me with a knowing grin. "Not as much as Kelsey did, though." "She did, huh?" Katie said, smiling at both girls with a mischievous grin. "You know, I've been wanting to talk to both of you. Can we go sit and chat for a bit?" "Sure," Kelsey and Amanda both said simultaneously. "Okay, let's go over there then," Katie said, nodding towards one of the benches near the stands. "Brian, I think you have something to talk about too?" Brian gave her an annoyed glance, but flinched as her eyes hardened. I had to suppress a grin at his discomfort. Apparently Katie wasn't the kind of girl who took any crap from anybody, least of all her boyfriend. "Excuse us for a second, guys," Brian said to Erik and Daryll, who both nodded as they got out of the pool, having apparently decided that Kelsey wasn't going to come back and play anymore. They walked off towards the locker rooms while Brian came up to me. "Hey Brian," I said, trying to break the ice. "Hey D. Can we talk?" he said quietly. "Sure. You want to go sit somewhere, or... ?" "Yeah, but let's get away from the girls a bit. I don't want them to hear this." "Because of Katie?" "No, because of your sister," he said determinedly. "Brian, I'm not going talk about Kelsey again," I said, shaking my head. "If you don't like it, then you don't like it, but I'm not going to discuss it with you anymore." "That's not it, I promise. Well, actually, that is it, but it's not in the way that you think." I gave him a penetrating stare, wondering if he was telling me the truth. "D, I swear I'm serious," Brian said emphatically. I shrugged my shoulders, then followed him to the far end of the stands where we both sat down in the first row. I waited expectantly for him to say something, but he just sat there, staring out ahead across the pool, obviously lost in his own world. After a few minutes, I scraped my throat. "Brian?" He turned towards me. "Sorry, just lost in thought over what I was gonna say. Look, let me start by saying that I'm really sorry about the way I blew up at you the other day. It was totally uncalled for, and I was a total ass for doing that." I looked at him in surprise, but nodded anyways. "You know, you don't have to agree, like, right away!" he grinned. "Why not? You were a douchebag. I'm not going to deny that." "Yeah, that's fair enough. I'm sorry, okay?" I shrugged. "It's fine. Why'd you get so upset though? The only reason I even mentioned it to you is because I kinda thought you'd be cool with it." He got a pensive look on his face and swallowed audibly. I waited as he collected his thoughts, then he asked, "D, do you think Kelsey is beautiful?" I gave him a puzzled look. "What does that have to do with anything?" "It's just a simple question. Do you think Kelsey is beautiful?" "Well, of course she's beautiful, man. Don't you have any eyes? Look at her!" I exclaimed. "She's hotter than sin!" He sighed. "That's not quite how I meant it." "Well, then, what do you mean?" "Is she beautiful to you, like, gorgeously beautiful? Like 'the kind of girl you could fall in love with for the rest of your life' beautiful?" "Is this about Katie?" I asked. "I'm not gonna tell you that Katie is more beautiful than Kelsey, if that's what you're fishing for." He looked at me for a few seconds, then his face split into a wide grin. "Were you always such an obstinate bastard, or is that just since you started fooling around with your sister?" I couldn't help myself and began to laugh. "Go fuck yourself, cock blister! But yeah, I think she is the kind of beautiful that you can fall in love with for the rest of your life." "Have you?" The bluntness of the question took me by surprise a bit, and I glanced at him, frowning as I tried to figure out what his angle was. I was quiet for several long moments, then sighed, giving him the same answer I gave to Amanda earlier. "I don't know." He nodded, as if it was what he'd been expecting me to say. "What about Amanda?" "What about her?" "Is she that kind of beautiful?" I nodded without hesitation. "Oh yeah, no doubt about it. She's the most amazing girl I've ever met." "Is she more beautiful than Kelsey?" "I guess that depends on whether you like blondes or brunettes," I quipped. He chuckled. "I'm not talking about me, I'm talking about you." "What is this, Brian, 20 Questions?" "Just humor me, alright? Please?" I thought it over for several moments, but every time I came to a decision, I immediately threw up a counter argument against that particular conclusion. I went back and forth in my mind, eventually going so far as to make a pros and cons list for both. They both had a long list of pros and no cons, so that didn't help at all. Finally, I sighed, mostly in frustration. "I think if I'm honest, and if I had to choose, I'd say that Kelsey is the most beautiful to me, but I'm pretty sure that the fact that she's my sister is heavily weighing in on that decision." Brian nodded with a pensive look. "Don't get me wrong though!" I continued, before he could interrupt. "I'm fucking crazy about Amanda; in fact, I'm pretty sure that I'm in love with her and–" "You're in love with her? That's awesome, D, congrats!" Brian said, a genuinely warm smile on his face. I didn't realize right up until that moment just how good it felt to have my friend back again. "Thanks," I said, grinning somewhat goofily. "Does she feel the same way about you?" "I hope so. She's given me no indication to make me think that she doesn't." "Good for you, man. Don't let her go, you hear? She's an amazing girl." "I know, and I don't plan on letting her go." "So ... you don't have to answer this if you don't want to, but what does that mean for you and your sister then?" I glanced over at where the girls were sitting with Katie, and my stomach clenched at the sight of both of them in their little bikinis. I flitted my gaze from Amanda to Kelsey and back, trying to see if it hurt more by looking at either one, but my stomach, at least, seemed equally nuts about both. Finally, I switched my gaze back to Brian. "I don't know ... I just don't. I could never be with her anyways, so what's the point of thinking about it?" "Do you want to be together with her? Or are you two just fooling around?" I shrugged. "Some days I think I want to take her to Vegas, marry her, then hold her in my arms in some sleazy motel for the rest of my life. Other days I think we're just having some fun, and she's just getting her desire for boys out of her system before she goes back to being with girls full-time. I can't figure out my feelings for her, no matter what I try to do. It's just too confusing." He nodded sagely as if he'd totally been expecting me to say all this. "Why are you asking me all this personal shit, Brian?" He let out a loud sigh. "Do you remember Denise?" "Denise? No, not really. Denise who?" "My sister, the one who does martial arts?" "Oh! Yeah, okay, I remember you telling me about her. She punched out some dipshit who tried to get frisky with her at her prom, right?" Brian nodded, a proud grin flashing over his face. "Yeah, that's her." "Alright, what about her?" Brian's face flickered as his emotions shifted across a wide range of the spectrum. "She's the most beautiful girl in the world," he finally said, very quietly. "Okay. So?" I asked, shrugging. I didn't know his sister, having never met her, so I had no way of judging whether she was or not. I seriously doubted she was any more beautiful than Kelsey or Amanda, but even so, he'd probably think she was. What else was family for? He looked at me as if expecting me to say more. When I didn't, he got a wry grin on his face. "You don't get it, do you?" I frowned. "Get what?" "What did I just talk to you about?" "About whether I thought Kelsey was beautiful." "Yeah. And if you thought you could fall in love with her for the rest of your life." "Right. So what does that have to do..." I said, then suddenly the coin fell, and my eyes opened wide in astonishment. Brian nodded as he saw me finally get it. "Denise is so beautiful to me that I could fall in love with her for the rest of my life." "Jesus, you're fucking your sister too?" I exclaimed loudly. Brian immediately grimaced and glanced over at the girls. Fortunately, I had apparently not been loud enough, as they never reacted. "No, D, I'm not. You're the dirty pervert around here," he grinned. I got a dark scowl on my face, and he immediately held up his hands in apology. "Sorry, I'm sorry. In my mind that seemed funny. Bad joke. I didn't mean it sincerely." "Alright," I said, relaxing. "So, what, you two are dating? Gonna get married? Shit, Brian, what about Katie?" "Well, that's kind of why I was asking you about Kelsey and Amanda." "Huh?" I said, not getting it. "You're in love with Amanda, even though you think Kelsey's the most beautiful girl in the world, right?" I shrugged. "I guess so, yeah. If you ask me tomorrow I might have a different answer, though." "I understand. In my case, I'm not in love with Katie, though it's easy to see myself with her for a long time. But in my heart, I'll always be in love with Denise." I shook my head in amazement. "Damn, out of all the things you could have told me, I never saw this one coming. So what's going on between you and Denise?" "Nothing," he said, very quietly. "Nothing?" I echoed, now totally confused. "You just said that she's the most beautiful girl in the world!" "Yeah, but that's how I feel. She doesn't," he sighed. "She doesn't feel you're the most beautiful girl in the world?" I chuckled. "Very funny, cockbag," he grinned. "Sorry, I couldn't resist. Okay, so she doesn't feel the same way about you the way you do about her?" "No, she doesn't." "So how does she deal with your feelings for her?" "She doesn't. She doesn't know how I feel," Brian said, and I could see him swallowing away the lump that had suddenly formed in his throat. I stared at him for several moments, trying to think of something to say. "Damn," I finally said. It was the only thing I could come up with. "Yeah." "So have you always loved her this way, or... ?" He shrugged. "I think so. I mean, maybe not my entire life, but definitely for a long time, at least in the back of my mind. I'd always thought she was gorgeous and sweet, and just a wonderful girl, but I didn't really see it as love. Then we had an incident that sort of pushed it to the forefront." "What kind of incident?" "I was home at my parents' for Christmas last year, and she had a big martial arts demonstration of some kind coming up. I'm not quite sure what exactly she was talking about, but in any case, she was practicing a lot, doing kicks and punches and some other fancy moves. One evening she asked me to help her out because she needed a target to aim her kicks at." I grinned. "She wanted to kick the shit out of you, huh?" He laughed. "I was worried she was going to, yeah, so I begged her to please go easy on me. She gave me the most gorgeous smile I'd ever seen, and said that she wouldn't hurt me—unless I wanted her to." "She's sassy," I said appreciatively. "You have no idea," he grinned. "Anyways, she snapped off a few kicks at my head, did a few combination punches, all pretty regular stuff, I guess. Then she asked me to grab her leg while she kicked, so she could straighten it out. She snapped off a few kicks at my head, and I grabbed her leg and held her close, and it was just agony..." "What was she wearing?" "Just a pair of those ridiculously short shorts that girls tend to wear. You know, the ones that just reach the bottom of their asses, but still leave a bit of their cheeks exposed?" I nodded as I happily remembered both Amanda and Kelsey in similar shorts. "She also wore a sports bra. That was it. She was sweating a bit, and there were drops of her sweat just running down her body, and ... fuck! At one point, I was standing behind her, holding her leg, and she leaned into me a little bit. I was actually straining myself so my boner wouldn't grind against her ass. My head was getting woozy just from the way she smelled. And she just stayed in that position forever, breathing softly, not doing anything. I bet she knew exactly what effect she was having on me, and she was deliberately staying like that, just to fucking torture me!" I laughed. "That's a good possibility, yeah." "Does Kelsey ever do things like that to you?" "Yeah, all the time. She loves teasing me until I can't stand it anymore. So what happened, man, what did you guys do?" "We didn't 'do' anything! We just stood like that for a little bit, then she asked me to let go, and she gave me a smile that made my knees go weak. Then, as an added thank you, she gave me a short kiss and a small wink, then she went to her bathroom to shower." "Did you peek in on her?" I asked, grinning as I remembered my first 'encounter' with my sister. "What? No, of course I didn't!" "Shame. It might have been really interesting," I chuckled. "So basically what you're telling me is that you and Denise haven't done anything? Like, at all?" "Right." "But you still know you're crazy about her." Brian just nodded. I gave him a wry smile. "Well, I guess without having sex with her, you might be thinking more clearly about the whole thing than I am." "Yeah, that's what Katie said, too." "You told Katie about her?" He nodded again. "She kind of badgered the truth out of me, to be honest, but yeah, she knows." "Isn't she freaked out about you being in love with your little sister?" "She wasn't freaked out about you fucking yours, was she?" "No, I guess not." "Well, neither is she with me. I guess she just really likes guys who have the hots for their sisters." "So how did you get to that topic with Katie? I imagine she didn't ask you out of the blue if you wanted to bone your sister?" He shook his head. "No, it was when she was grilling me about our fight. It wasn't cool of you to sic her onto me, you know!" he said with a small grin. "I didn't do anything! She got that idea all on her own!" I objected. He looked at me for a few seconds, then he smiled. "I guess she probably did, at that. She was demanding to know why I'd been so upset with you, once you told me about you and Kelsey, and she just kept badgering me until I told her about Denise." "So why did you get so angry with me? I mean, now that I know you've got the hots for Denise, I really wouldn't have expected you to blow up at me. If anything, I would have expected you to fucking high five me or something!" He sighed and gave me an apologetic glance. "I'm really sorry, D. One of the reasons was that I had been working really hard to put Denise out of my mind, and I was actually doing pretty well in that respect. Then when you told me you were banging Kelsey, it just brought it all back to the forefront." "What? That's a shitty reason to get mad at someone for," I said, somewhat pissed. "I know. Like I said, it was one of the reasons, but it wasn't the main one." "What was the main one then?" He gave me a guarded glance. "Jealousy." "Jealousy?!" He nodded. "I was so fucking jealous of you when you admitted you were getting to do all the things to your little sister that I wish Denise would let me do to her, and I just snapped. I'm sorry, Damon. I really am." "It's alright, man. Don't worry. So, now that Katie's set you straight, you're not going to freak out anymore about me and Kelsey?" He shook his head. "Nope. Though that doesn't mean I need any details, alright?" "That's fair enough," I said, grinning at him. He returned the grin, and we both sat there for a few moments. "If we were chicks, we'd now hug, cry, and yap about how much we missed each other," Brian joked. "Yeah, that's not gonna happen. I'm not some damn fruitcake!" I laughed. He chuckled. "Are you ready for tomorrow?" "I think so. My nose seems fine, and I'm in good shape. All I can do is swim as hard as I can and see what happens, right?" "You can beat that fucker Wheeland, D. I know you can." I shrugged unconcernedly. "We'll find out tomorrow, I guess. I'm not that worried about it, to be honest. I've got other things on my mind that seem way more important right now." "Do those things involve a gorgeous blonde and brunette?" he asked dryly. "Yep," I grinned. "And some of their friends." His mouth fell open, and he stared at me as if I'd spontaneously combusted. "You're fucking their friends too?" "A few, yeah. Even earlier today, as a matter of fact." "Can I get in on some of that hot cheerleader action?" he asked after a few moments. "Katie's gonna cut your balls off if she hears you say that," I joked. "Nah, she wouldn't. At worst she'd ask if she could join." "In your dreams!" He grinned at me again. "Hey, what was the deal with Erik and Kelsey when I came in?" Instantly my face fell, and my mood darkened as I thought back on it. "I don't know. Suddenly she started flirting with him, almost out of the blue." He gave me a measuring stare. "You don't like it, do you?" "What, did Amanda tell you to ask me that while I wasn't looking?" "No, why?" "She asked me the same thing like ten minutes ago." "What'd you tell her?" "No, I don't like it. I don't like seeing my sister flirt with other guys." "Didn't you just say that you don't think you can be with Kelsey?" I shrugged. "It'd be pretty damn hard under the best of circumstances, yeah." "And that you're pretty sure you're in love with Amanda?" "Right." He looked at me with an apologetic look on his face. "Look, don't take this the wrong way, but if you're going to be with Amanda instead of Kelsey, what do you expect Kelsey to do? Just sit at home by herself for the rest of her life?" I opened my mouth to reply when suddenly it hit me: he was right! What did I expect of her? "She's going to find herself a guy of her own, D." "I figured she'd ... you know ... she'd just stay with us. With Amanda and I, I mean." Brian shook his head. "That's not going to work, D. Nobody wants to be the third wheel. She'll find someone for herself sooner or later. And I'd recommend that you get used to it at some point, or it's going to eat at you." I was quiet for a long time. "Yeah, I guess you're right. But if she ends up with Erik, I'm fucking killing him. And you!" He just laughed loudly at that. The sound of our laughter apparently did reach the girls, because they got up and started walking over towards us. "Looks like our discussion is over," Brian said. "Thanks for listening to me, man." "Thanks for clearing everything up. Katie made you do it, didn't she?" He grinned and nodded. "It's good that she did, though. You're a great friend, and I'm glad we got it sorted out." "Me too. Hey, do you know a good place for me to take Amanda to, for a date? To eat?" "How much money have you got?" "Four hundred bucks. But that's every dime I own, so..." "Take her to Chez Pierre. It's on Willshire, just off 86th." "Isn't that some upper upper class restaurant?" He nodded. "Girls go nuts over that place, trust me. Great ambiance, very romantic, awesome food, and you can take her for a walk along the river afterwards. It'll definitely cost you a big chunk of your four hundred bucks, but she'll absolutely love it, and it'll be worth it." "Alright, thanks," I said as the girls approached us, all three of them smiling broadly. Apparently whatever they'd been talking about had put them in a good mood. Amanda hurried over and gave me a deep kiss. "Hey you. Did you two have a good talk?" "Yeah we did. What about you three? Plot any diabolical schemes?" I said teasingly. "Oh, we did, trust me," Katie said with a big grin. "But I think it's a scheme you'll love very much." Brian walked up to her and gave her a kiss, whispering something in her ear that I couldn't quite catch. She gave him a big smile in return and mouthed, "You're welcome." Kelsey looked a little forlorn, standing all by herself, but I motioned at her to come over. She quickly came up to me, giggling as I engulfed her in a big hug, then gave her a deep kiss too. She looked a little surprised, and I whispered in her ear, "Everyone in this group knows about us, so we don't have to hide it." The smile on her face grew even bigger at that, and she reached behind my head and pulled it down to give me a soul stirring kiss that made my knees buckle. I was blushing heavily by the time she let up, and everyone was grinning at us, though Brian seemed a little envious. "God, I wish I had a sibling like that," Katie purred, elbowing Brian in the stomach. ------- We'd said goodbye to Katie and the guys, saying we'd see them again at the State semis, and afterwards I'd stopped by my bank's ATM and completely plundered every dollar out of my savings account, determined to treat Amanda to a wonderful night out. Amanda was very chatty with me on our way back to the house, but Kelsey seemed a little subdued. I asked her what was wrong, but she gave me a non-committal shrug and said she just had some stuff on her mind, and that it wasn't important. We walked into the house to find it empty, Dad still at work and Mom presumably having gone to do groceries or something. While Kelsey and Amanda took turns using the bathroom, I quickly got my nicest pair of pants and my best, starched white shirt, then raided my dad's closet for one of his nice dinner jackets. I got dressed quickly, smiling at myself in Dad's full size mirror when I saw how slick I looked. I walked back into the living room, seeing Amanda standing there. "What do you think?" I asked her. She broke into a gorgeous smile as soon as she saw me. "Mmmm, you look so nice, I really like it. You're making me look bad in comparison." "Don't be silly," I said, shaking my head. "You look fantastic." "Where are we going?" "Brian said we should go to Chez Pierre. I think it's a pretty fancy place actually." "Damon, can I dress up too? Please?" "I take it you really want to, huh?" I smiled at her. "I'd like to, yes," Amanda said, her voice sounding happy. "I've never really gotten to dress up for you yet. Usually you just see me naked." "I love seeing you naked!" I grinned. "Yes silly, I know you do, but I'd really like to wear something nice for you. And by nice, I don't mean a skimpy cheerleader outfit!" I smiled, and I pulled her towards me in a hug. She practically melted into my embrace, hugging me back very tightly. The smell of her hair as I laid my head on top of hers was wonderful, and she was the perfect size to fit against me. We held each other close for several moments, just enjoying the feeling. "Please wear whatever you want to, sweetheart," I said after I let go of her. "I'd love to see you dress up." "Really? Yay!" Amanda said happily. She reached up on her tippy toes to give me a sultry kiss. We both moaned as our lips touched, and I swear I could feel sparks shooting from her lips to mine. "Okay, you two, get a room," Kelsey teased once she came back from the bathroom. "Hey, it's bad enough I have to tiptoe around our parents, don't make me tiptoe around you too!" Amanda said plaintively. "Fine, but the least you can do is share the kisses with me!" my sister said eagerly. "Come here then," Amanda grinned, and my sister quickly walked over, joining us in our embrace. I felt my knees buckle as both girls' tongues were brushing against mine, their hands rubbing across my back and squeezing my ass. It was then that I knew I had died. Jeff and his goons had kicked me to death on the street in front of the sorority house, and I was now in Heaven; a Heaven that featured unbelievably beautiful girls who loved threesomes and foursomes. There could be no other explanation. The three of us made out for a few moments, then Amanda broke the kiss, though she did so reluctantly. "Okay, Damon, go sit down for awhile while I get all pretty." "Huh? Why can't I watch you get dressed?" I asked, a bit perplexed. "Because she wants to surprise you, doofus!" my sister scolded. "But..." "Damon!" Kelsey said, raising her fist and taking a menacing step towards me. "Alright, alright!" I said, mock-cowering before my sister's wrath as Amanda's delighted laugh reverberated through the living room. The two of them quickly ran up the stairs to Kelsey's bathroom, her door slamming shut with what seemed an ominous finality. I debated whether to listen at their door to see if they were going to fuck, but decided against it. I doubted they would, but even if they did, it wasn't like I had much reason, or justification, to complain. I was wondering what Amanda was going to wear, imaging her fantastic body in a number of outfits. Thinking in that direction made me remember how she had looked while cooking in her mom's kitchen, wearing just that belly-baring tank top and a tight, skimpy pair of black panties. I groaned with desire as images of her beauty swam through my mind. Even after all the mind-blowing sex I'd already had with her—and my sister, too—I still wanted more of her. Much, much more. I wanted to feel her against me, to hold her close, to fall asleep with her, to make love with her, everything. "Damn, you really are in love," I said to myself as I restlessly puttered around the living room. Less than a month after Kim had torn my heart out, broken it into pieces and stomped on it for good measure, I had given it to another girl. A much more wonderful girl, to be sure, but still, I was amazed I'd fallen again so easily. I didn't have any doubt that Amanda wouldn't hurt me. Even if she and I wouldn't work out, for some reason, I knew we would come to that conclusion together and would break up as friends. Amanda wasn't the kind of girl who'd just shove a sword through my gut by telling me, over dinner, that she'd fucked another guy, and would then walk out, leaving me sitting in the middle of a crowded restaurant. I sighed as I thought back to that moment with Kim. It had come out of nowhere, completely out of the blue. One moment we'd been sitting there, enjoying an appetizer together, the next she'd told me she'd been cheating on me with a guy, and that it was over. Before I had even managed to empty my mouth, she'd gotten up and walked out. I had wanted to follow her, but of course had to pay the bill first, and by the time I'd managed to take care of that she was long gone. Afterwards, any attempts to call her, or talk to her, had been fruitless. She wouldn't take my calls, and simply ignored me at school. It had hurt, badly; much more than the kick with which she had broken my nose outside of Katie's sorority house. I had loved her, and when she walked out I wondered—quite dramatically—if I'd ever love again. Yet here I was, just a few weeks later, waiting on my stunning girlfriend with whom I was crazy in love; it was funny how things could turn in your life in such a short period. I knew Amanda and I would be very happy together, and I made a mental note to thank my sister for setting me up with her best friend. Kelsey was truly the best thing that had ever happened to me in my life, even when compared to Amanda. How could anyone have a better sister than her? I got tired of pacing through the living room and went outside to check on my car. The weather had turned even more chilly, and I shivered in my shirt and jacket as I walked up to my Mustang, unable to repress a grin at how beautiful a car it was. I leaned in to check the fuel gauge and saw that it was still well over half full, more than enough to last us through the night. As I came back inside, Kelsey was coming down the stairs. "Are you ready?" my sister asked lightly. "Will my heart be able to handle it?" I joked. "Probably not, but we'll revive you if we have to!" I grinned as I waited expectantly, wondering what Amanda was going to wear. When she finally came down the stairs too, her face adorned with the most beautiful smile, I gasped in awe. She was wearing a black, strapless evening dress that left her shoulders and the top part of her torso bare, showing off her wonderful tan. The swell of her breasts was definitely visible, and the dress displayed a nice amount of her cleavage, though still within the boundaries of decency. As my gaze swept down, across her perfect tummy towards her hips, I felt my mouth water. Her dress fit over her curves almost like second skin, and her ass looked just as spectacular as it had in that skimpy cheerleader skirt. I'd often thought that Kelsey had the most amazing ass of any girl alive, but in this dress, that so tightly fit around her butt, Amanda gave my sister a definite challenge for the crown. The dress flowed down to about five inches beneath her sexy ass. From there her long legs were bare, except for a pair of high heels that just accentuated how amazing her butt really was, causing it to stick out and appear a little extra perky. A small black purse completed her ensemble. She had put on a modest amount of makeup: some eyeliner, a bit of blush on her cheeks, and what appeared to be an ample helping of a very pale, pink lipstick. She was absolutely, stunningly gorgeous. Seeing her in such a dress for the first time, I wondered why I hadn't asked her to dress up before, though I also couldn't wait until I got to take it off her and fuck her again. "What do you think?" Amanda asked, giving me a cute smile as she posed for me. "I ... my God ... you are so unbelievably beautiful," I sighed, feeling my heart melt. Her smile would have stopped hurricanes in their track, and she slowly walked over to me, making sure to display her outfit to full effect. My mind felt like it was floating in air as my eyes flickered across her body, never able to figure out which part of her they wanted to focus on. She gave me a soft, sensual kiss. The smell of her perfume was delicious and did nothing to quiet down my heart, which was thundering at about a thousands beats a minute. We both moaned at the gentle kiss. "I'm glad you like my dress," she said happily. "It looks so stunning on you! Did you bring this from home with you?" "No, it's been hanging here in Kelsey's closet for awhile. I wore it a few months ago when we went out; it's one of the dresses that Stacey bought me." "Wow, she sure knows how to dress you to kill," I gasped. Amanda and Kelsey both giggled, my sister giving her best friend a big wink before turning her gaze to me. "Damon, where's your tie?" she asked. "Uh ... do I need one?" Kelsey sighed irritably. "Well, duh! You want to take her out when she looks like this, you have to look your best too! And what's with those pants? What are those, Dockers?" "Yeah?" I said, starting to blush. My sister shook her head and muttered a few things as she stared at the heavens, then she stormed off to our parent's bedroom. "What the heck was that all about?" I asked, perplexed. "She's a bit picky about clothes on dates," Amanda grinned. "I guess I am a bit underdressed compared to you. I really have no choice but to spend a ton of money on you now, huh?" I said with a smirk. "Oh, you don't have to do that! I'd be more than happy just going to Taco Bell with you." "Taco Bell? While you're dressed up like this?" "I dressed up for you, not for the restaurant," she said with a flirty smile, teasingly batting her eyelids at me. "As long as I'm with you, I'm perfectly fine." I gave her another kiss and sighed at the feel of her body against mine. Even after our crazy orgy earlier, my cock jumped to attention at the mere feel of her. "Mmmm, I think you really like this dress," Amanda grinned as her hand rubbed over the bulge in my pants. "Yeah, I do. I also really like what's in it." She giggled, kissing me again. "So, does she meet with your approval?" Kelsey asked, coming back into the living room. "She's stunning," I sighed, my heart again in my throat. Amanda blushed and gave me another sweet smile. "Good boy," Kelsey said approvingly, before handing me a pair of pants. "Here, try these on." "Is this a pair of Dad's pants?" "Yeah, so?" I sighed, then I took off my Dockers and put on Dad's pants. They were a bit long in the legs but fit pretty well overall, and I had to admit they went with the jacket a lot better. Kelsey nodded reassuringly while she observed my look, then she motioned for me to bend down while she held up a plain maroon tie. I lowered my head and watched with quite a bit of surprise as my sister quickly, efficiently, put the tie around my neck with a few swift moves. "Where the heck did you ever learn how to knot a tie?" I asked. "Mom taught it to me a long time ago," Kelsey said, shrugging. "She said it's important for a girl to know how to do it since you men can never seem to manage." Amanda giggled at me, and I just grinned sheepishly, having to admit my sister was right; I had no idea how to knot one. Kelsey made a few final adjustments, then stepped back to check out her handiwork. "Very nice," she said, nodding in a satisfied manner. "Thanks Kel," I said gratefully. "I owe you one." "Yeah, you do," Kelsey said, getting up on her tippy toes to give me a soft kiss. As she pulled back, she had a small tear in her eye. "Are you okay?" I asked, a little worried. "I'm fine," she sniffed. "You two have a great time, and I'll see you later tonight." With that, she turned to Amanda, giving her a kiss too, then went back up the stairs, not looking back. Amanda and I watched her go in silence, and I felt a brief, cold sensation settle through me. Amanda grabbed my hand and squeezed it, giving me another one of her gorgeous smiles. "Ready to go?" "Absolutely!" I said. ------- The parking lot at Chez Pierre was packed, so we parked across the street in a strip mall and walked over to the high class restaurant. I felt a touch of unease as I observed the veritable parade of a hundred grand plus automobiles in the parking lot. Porsches, BMWs, and several I couldn't even identify were abundantly present. The wait for a table was forty five minutes, but Amanda and I patiently sat in the waiting area, cuddling close together. Pretty much every guy, and more than a few women, gawked at my absolutely stunning girlfriend in her amazing dress, some of them going so far as to actually stare at her with their mouths open, which more often than not lead to a not-so-subtle scolding from their dinner partners. When we finally had our hostess walk us to our table, we both quietly marveled at the restaurant's splendor. It was magnificently finished with a fancy, dark wood, and the booths had very comfortable leather seats. The lighting was dimmed very low, though candles on each table granted customers enough light for their own personal setting. The hostess, a very cute brunette, probably in her early twenties, took us to a pretty secluded table in a quiet corner of the restaurant, and she smiled at me as I held out the tall, modern chair for Amanda to sit in. "I figured you guys would want a little privacy," the brunette said, winking at us. "By the way, I absolutely love your dress. You look positively gorgeous." "Thank you," Amanda said, blushing prettily. As often as she was given compliments, I'd have figured she'd be used to them by now, but she still blushed that beautiful pinkish red every single time someone told her how amazing she looked. The hostess told us our waiter would be with us shortly, then left us to our own devices, though not before throwing a last glance at Amanda. I saw down opposite Amanda, smiling at her over the table. No sooner had our hostess left, and Amanda got up and came over to sit beside me. "Is your chair not comfy?" I asked curiously. "It's fine. I just want to sit by you," she said softly, reaching out and grabbing my hand underneath the table. I scooted a little closer to her, sighing as I felt my leg touch hers, and a small shock of electricity shot through me. "What?" she asked as she saw the grin appear on my face. "After all the things we've done this week, I still get the shivers at something as simple as my leg touching yours," I said, shaking my head in amusement. Amanda kissed my cheek. "I think it's cute. You're just so sweet." Before I could answer, our waiter showed up, a young man who introduced himself as Marcel. He had a definite accent, though I had no idea where it was from. He looked a little confused at Amanda sitting beside me, but made no issue of it as he handed us our menus, then asked us what we wanted to drink. I asked for a Coke, while Amanda ordered an ice tea, and Marcel walked off, saying he'd be right back with our drinks. Amanda quickly closed her own menu, then leaned in against me, peeking into mine. I held it open so she could read it along with me, and we began to browse through the appetizers. Even though I tried to stop myself, I couldn't help but cough a little uncomfortably when I saw the prices. I'd brought four hundred bucks with me, and I was actively beginning to worry that that would not be enough since most appetizers ranged from twenty to thirty-five dollars. "Oh my gosh, that's really expensive!" Amanda said softly, her eyes widening at the prices. "Yeah, it's a bit steep," I said uncomfortably, scraping my throat. "Should we go somewhere else?" "No, absolutely not. Brian said this place was awesome, and you deserve nothing less than an awesome place," I said resolutely. "We'll be alright." "Are you sure?" I nodded at her with a smile, though I didn't feel as confident as I looked. I was almost scared to flip the page to the entrées. "I could flirt with the owner if you're short of money. I'm sure I could get him to knock the price down by like half," Amanda grinned. Even though I knew she was joking, I still felt myself grimace. Her face fell as she saw my look, and she whispered, "I'm sorry, that was meant to be a joke. It wasn't serious." "I know. It's just that the thought of you flirting with another guy makes me really sick to my stomach." Amanda took my hand and squeezed it. "I promise I will never, ever do that to you." Her words made me feel like an asshole, and I shook my head. "Sweetheart, you don't have to do that. I feel like such a dick for getting jealous if you or Kelsey flirt with another guy, while I've been happily plowing every girl that's thrown her pussy at me for the past week." She grinned at me. "Do you like it?" "What?" "Do you like fucking other girls?" I hesitated for a few moments, wondering what she was getting at. Her smile got even more pronounced. "It's not a trick question, don't worry. Do you enjoy fucking Kelsey, and Carynne, and Katie? Would you like to fuck Stacey?" I swallowed deeply and nodded. "Yeah," I said softly. She leaned in and gave me a lingering kiss, her warm lips sending shivers of pleasure through my brain. "Then stop worrying about it, and enjoy it. I don't mind sharing you." "You really don't?" I asked, a little uncertainly. "Not with my friends, no. Why do you ask?" "The other day, at Lookout Point, I got the idea that you didn't really want me to fuck Stacey?" Amanda frowned for a second as she tried to remember it. "Oh, that! No, it wasn't like that. I was just a little jealous Stacey was going to get you up her ass before I did. I didn't have a problem with you fucking her." "Um ... your drinks?" Marcel said, standing right next to our table with a somewhat pained expression. Both Amanda and I blushed at having been caught in the middle of a fairly embarrassing conversation, but she grinned cutely at our waiter anyways. "Thank you," she said brightly, and he nodded as he put the drinks down, pouring half the bottle of coke into my glass. As he did so, I saw his glance briefly flicker over to me, a look of pure envy in his eyes. He asked if we were ready to order, and we said we needed a few more minutes, so he stalked off again. "He's jealous of you," Amanda whispered. "Yeah, he is. Do you like that? Do you like it that he wishes he'd be the one to be here with you?" I teased her. "It's flattering, yeah, but I don't want anybody but you," Amanda said determinedly. "I don't want anybody but you either. If you want me to stop fucking all the other girls, I will. All you have to do is say so, and it's over," I said, though my mind and body both silently rebelled at the notion of no longer fucking Kelsey. She shook her head. "Like I said, I don't mind sharing you with my friends. In fact, I love it. I love how horny we all get, and how hard we all cum. Just promise me that you'll never fuck another girl if I'm not around to enjoy her with you." I gasped at her in amazement, feeling my mind swim through a hazy fog. Did she really just say she'd love to have threesomes with me whenever? As she saw my confusion, Amanda's smile got positively predatory. "Yes, doofus, I'd be happy to fuck more girls with you. In case you haven't noticed, I kind of like having sex with girls!" "I think I may have gotten a few hints in that direction, yeah," I grinned. She nibbled on my bottom lip. "Just make sure I'm there too, okay?" "Okay!" I moaned, nodding happily. I didn't know what I had done to deserve an angel like her, but I thanked the sweet Lord that He had given her to me. We focused our attention back on the menu; when Marcel returned for our order, we'd decided on the crab cakes for our starter, along with a twenty ounce top sirloin for me, and grilled salmon for Amanda. We sat quietly for awhile, just enjoying being together and chatting about small things. After about twenty minutes, Marcel brought our crab cakes out to us, and we dug in hungrily, moaning at the delicious taste. Amanda licked her fingers after finishing her crab cake, then she looked at me with a serious expression. "Damon?" "Yeah?" I replied, helping myself to another cake. "What I said earlier, about me being there if you want to fuck another girl, you know it doesn't count with Kelsey, right?" "You don't want me fucking her at all?" I asked, pausing mid-bite. "What? No, I don't mean it that way," she said quickly, her eyes wide. "I mean that if you and Kelsey want to fool around, or whatever, then please do so! I'd never ask you to stop giving her whatever she wants." "So you want her to be a part of us?" I asked. Amanda was quiet for a few moments, then she nodded. "If she wants to be, I'd be absolutely thrilled. But I just want her to be happy, no matter what. If it wasn't for her, you and I wouldn't be together." "I know," I said, giving her a kiss on her temple. "Do you think she'll want to be with us, that way?" "I don't know. I hope she would, because I love her so, so much. But I think Kel really wants someone for herself," she said softly, her eyes slowly becoming moist. Brian's similar words echoed through my mind. "I think I may have to get used to her being with another boy at some point, huh?" Amanda smiled wryly as she blinked away her tears. "I honestly think that Kel will wind up with a girl, and not a guy. She just loves girls too much to give that up." "What about you?" "I like girls, but I want a boy. I want what my mom had with my dad: a strong pair of arms around me to protect me, and hold me, and comfort me. I love being with Kel, but I want to settle down with a guy." "Do you think I could protect you, and hold you, and comfort you?" I asked hesitantly, trying to gather up the courage to tell her what I wanted to tell her so badly. "You've done a great job so far," she said. Her smile was absolutely radiant as she looked at me expectantly, her bottom lip caught between her teeth in a ridiculously cute way. We stared at each other for several moments while I tried to get my lips to move. You're going to get hurt again! a vicious part of my mind whispered, to be immediately shouted down by other, more reasonable parts of my psyche. Just tell her already! I practically shouted at myself. Before I could, however, Marcel arrived back at our table, holding his hand open and motioning towards the last crab cake lying on the small plate. "Are you done with your appetizer, sir? Miss?" "No!" Amanda said sullenly, though I had no idea if it was because of Marcel's suggestion that he could just take our food, or because she was upset that the moment had seemingly passed. She grabbed the cake and took a huge bite out of it before I could say anything. I grinned at her while I motioned at Marcel that he could take the plate, and his eyes lingered on her before he left. Amanda chewed valiantly, finally swallowing the delicious appetizer after a few bites. She put her hand in front of her mouth and burped, extremely lady-like, then giggled softly. "I'm so going to regret eating this much later tonight. I'm already full!" "You know, honey, you didn't really have to eat that second cake," I said, smiling gently at her. "For how much they cost, I'll lick that plate clean of every crumb!" she said determinedly, then she suddenly seemed to remember who she was sharing a table with. "Oh ... I could have just let you have it, huh?" I shook my head and laughed. "Sweetheart, eat however much you want. I'm just worried whether you'll be able to finish your salmon?" She gave me a cute, sexy look. "If I do finish it, I'll need a lot of exercise later tonight to burn off all those calories. Think you're up for it?" My hungry grin was all the answer she needed, and we both chuckled, holding hands under the table. I wondered if another such golden opportunity to tell her I loved her would present itself, and cursed myself for not having the guts to just do it. "Are you nervous for tomorrow? For your swim meet?" Amanda asked me after a few minutes, perhaps mistaking my silence. I shrugged. "Not really. I mean, I know I can't beat Mitch or Wheeland, so all I can do is swim as hard as I can and see what happens." "Why can't you beat those two?" she asked, her face pulled into a frown. I explained the history between myself and Wheeland, having always lost to him whenever I faced him, and how Mitch was the best swimmer in the state, having been on the National team twice already. "I think with all of us there to cheer you on, you'll beat both of them tomorrow!" Amanda chirped. "Well, I'll take all the cheerleaders I can get," I said a little absent-mindedly; then, I blushed as I realized what I'd just implied. Amanda's mouth opened wide in astonishment as she got it too, and she punched me in the arm. "You sleaze!" she giggled. "Sorry, little Freudian slip there," I grinned. "Uh-huh! Sure!" she said accusingly, though her huge smile was ample evidence that she wasn't at all angry. I gave her a quick kiss, then said, "What about you? Are you nervous for tomorrow?" "For you? Yes, I am." "No, I mean about your outfit?" "Oh ... well, I mean, I know I look great in it, it's just that I don't like showing off as much as the other girls do." "You don't?" I asked, a little surprised. "You've been wearing some pretty skimpy clothes around me for the last week." She blushed softly. "That skirt-and-fishnet outfit was Stacey's idea, not mine. As for the others, well, I wore those because Kelsey told me you love seeing girls in skimpy clothes." "So you wore them to impress me?" I smiled. Her blush got a little more pronounced. "Actually, I wore them to please you. Did it work?" "You know it did, sweetie," I said earnestly. "Good!" she grinned. "I like pleasing you." I smiled at her, my heart stammering at the blush on her cheek, which made her look so cute in the table's candlelight. As I thought back to Amanda in her amazing cheerleader outfit, I suddenly remembered Carynne in her outfit, and her showing it off so blatantly to my dad. "Hey, why did Carynne flirt with my dad earlier this morning? She doesn't want to mess around with him or anything, does she?" Amanda shrugged. "I think Carynne would never say no to fucking a handsome man, but I don't think she's really planning on it, no." "Handsome? My dad? Really?" I grimaced. Amanda gave me a teasing grin. "Oh come on, you know your dad is very handsome!" "Are you serious?" I said, playing dumb. "You're his spitting image!" she exclaimed. "If I didn't think your dad was handsome, I wouldn't think you were handsome either!" "You have exactly one second to tell me that I am far more handsome than my dad, little girl," I threatened jokingly. Amanda burst into giggles. "I'm sorry, mister! You know you're my number one wet dream," she grinned, her hand seeking out my cock underneath the table and squeezing it through my pants. It got hard within seconds, and I shifted a few times, trying to get it a little more comfortable in my pants. "Looks like you're quite ready to begin the second part of our date," Amanda breathed in my ear. "That'd be the third part, actually," I groaned as she teasingly played with my hard shaft. "Really? What's the second part then?" "I thought we'd go for a long walk along the river, if you like?" "Oooh! I love romantic walks!" Amanda said delightedly. "Just make sure you don't waste any energy." "For tomorrow?" I asked. "No silly, for tonight!" she grinned. The goofy grin on my face stayed until Marcel brought us our entrées a few minutes later. Amanda and I ate quietly, occasionally commenting on how awesome the food was. I let her have a few bites of my steak, and she gladly shared several large chunks of her excellent salmon with me, since she admitted she was stuffed after not even finishing half of it. She didn't bother with either her salad or her baked potato, which I happily wolfed down as well. After our entrée, she excused herself to go to the bathroom, and I quickly took the opportunity to go over to the waiters' section, looking around for Marcel. When I finally found him, I asked him if he could help with my little surprise, and he politely said that he'd be happy to do so. I grinned to myself as I went back to the table, then winced when I saw Amanda sitting there, looking around a little uncertainly. I hadn't expected her to return so quickly. "Hey!" she said, sounding very relieved. "Where did you go?" "I'm sorry, honey. I thought I, uh, saw somebody I recognized. You didn't think I'd bailed on you, did you?" "Well, I admit I was a little worried." "I would never do that to you, but I'm sorry I scared you," I said softly, sitting back down beside her. "It's okay, you're back now!" she said with a charming smile. She linked her arm through mine and rested her head against my shoulder. I swore I could hear her purring. "Are you enjoying yourself?" I asked. "Yes, I'm having an absolutely great time!" Amanda said brightly. "Are you?" "I wouldn't want to be anywhere else." We both smiled at each, staring deeply into each others' eyes. Tell her already, dumbass! I scolded myself. I drew in a deep breath and swallowed. "Amanda, I..." She looked at me expectantly, but before I could say anything else, Marcel came over, carrying a covered plate in his hand that he carefully put down in front of Amanda. "Here you are, Miss," he said politely, standing by for my approval to remove the cover. "Surprise!" I grinned at her. Amanda's eyes grew wide as saucers as she stared at the covered plate right in front of her. Her hands went up to her mouth, I assumed to cover her gasp of astonishment. "Oh God, you didn't?" she breathed, loud enough that I could still hear her. I gave her a puzzled look. What did she think was under the cover? I motioned for Marcel to remove it, which he promptly did, revealing the absolutely massive chunk of moist, gooey chocolate cake that was underneath it. My mouth watered just looking at it. Marcel gave me an inquisitive glance, and I nodded at him that he could leave, which he did. I looked back at Amanda to notice her shuddering slightly with her eyes closed, soft sounds coming from underneath her hands. I frowned at her, wondering if she was crying. "Amanda, are you okay?" I asked, my voice full of concern. She turned to me and removed her hands, showing me her pert grin. "Yes, I'm fine. I was just giggling at myself. Thank you so much for the cake. I can't believe you remembered how much I love cake!" "I don't think I'll ever forget about that, baby," I grinned, remembering all the times Kelsey or Carynne had teased her with it. I knew that if she and I ever had a fight in the future, bringing her cake would be the best way to make up. Amanda looked positively ecstatic as she grabbed one of the two long-handled spoons, then dug into the cake with relish, moaning in utter joy at the taste. I took my own spoon and joined her, and we amused ourselves for awhile by feeding each other spoonfuls of chocolate deliciousness. I wound up eating most of it by myself, because Amanda managed about four bites then looked like she was going to explode; she groaned that she'd never been so full in her life. We ordered coffee from Marcel afterwards, and while we were sipping it he brought me our check, which came to $217 in total. While it was very steep, I was glad that I wasn't completely broke and still had some money left for gas. I left Marcel a thirty three dollar tip on account of having been an excellent waiter, as well as his willingness to help with my cake surprise. I was still a bit puzzled over Amanda's response to it, however. Marcel thanked me graciously and wished us both a good evening, though he still appeared something less than thrilled to see me with such a gorgeous girl in such a sexy dress on my arm. The hostess smiled at us when we left, wishing us a good night, her eyes clearly revealing that she'd like nothing better than to devour Amanda on the spot. I loved that everyone couldn't tear their eyes off Amanda, and I felt like the king of the world for having her as my girlfriend. A twitch ran through my groin at the thought of watching the sexy hostess making Amanda cum, over and over and over again. Even as that vision played in my mind, an image of my sister imposed itself on top of it, and I quickly discarded the whole notion. If I wanted a gorgeous, hot brunette to fuck Amanda, it'd be Kelsey who'd be the one to do it. As we got outside, Amanda immediately started shivering with the cold, and I quickly took my jacket off, draping it across her shoulders. "Thank you!" she said gratefully. "Won't you be cold now, though?" I shrugged. "I can handle it. Besides, I'm wearing a lot more on top than you are." "Oh really?" Amanda grinned, thrusting out her perfect breasts to emphasize her point. I couldn't help but rub my hand against them, moaning as I again felt how wonderfully pert and firm they were. "I was talking about clothes, honey." She giggled and linked her arms through mine, leaning against me as we walked. The riverwalk was beautiful at night, and despite the fact that it was chilly, there were hundreds of people—most of them couples—walking around, everyone enjoying the quiet, romantic atmosphere. We walked leisurely, taking our time and enjoying ourselves, occasionally stopping to give each other a deep kiss. My heart was almost melting in my chest with how much I was in love with her her, and I kept trying to gather up the courage to tell her so. Amanda, for her part, seemed perfectly content, with not a care in the world. She was squeezing my arm almost constantly, as if to remind herself that I really was there beside her. After about fifteen minutes of walking, we came to a small clearing where a few park benches were still free. We sat down on one, cuddled close together, staring out at the dazzling display of city lights displayed in the rapidly flowing river. The slightly chilly breeze made the trees sway harmoniously around us, and the entire setting just felt extremely peaceful. We both turned to each other, our hearts in our eyes. I opened my mouth to say it and got as far as, "Amanda, I..." before my courage deserted me yet again. I closed my eyes and held back a growl of disgust, fucking hating myself at that point. She's not Kim! I practically screamed at myself inside my mind. She isn't going to hurt you, so fucking tell her already! I drew in a deep breath and opened my eyes, again marveling at just how beautiful she was, her flawless face smiling so wonderfully underneath her silky, golden locks, and her eyes staring at me expectantly. "I love you," I finally said, managing to not make my voice squeak. If Amanda's smile had been beautiful before, it grew to completely new, undefined levels of beauty at my words. Her face began to radiate pure joy, and tears sprang into her eyes almost immediately. She sobbed a few times, then wrapped her arms around me and crushed me against her, her slender body exerting nearly all its strength in an apparent effort to make sure I could never, ever leave her again. She cried against me for several minutes, then backed off a little, giving me the most gorgeous smile I had ever witnessed. "I love you too," she whispered, her voice cracking from happiness. Those four simple words set my soul on fire, and I felt a flood of warmth flush through me, reaching from the top of my hair to the tips of my toes. I exhaled loudly, luxuriating in the feel of holding the most wonderful girl in the world in my arms. A girl who had just told me she loved me. We leaned in close and kissed, and it was like we had never kissed before. Fireworks went off behind my eyes at the touch of her lips, and I got goosebumps at the feel of her hand caressing my cheek. We wrapped ourselves completely into our embrace, moaning and squirming as we kept kissing. I ran out of breath about halfway through, yet kept my lips glued to hers, and even when I was beginning to get lightheaded I refused to stop. Finally I had to stop, and we parted with a loud sigh. We were both gasping for air while staring into each other's eyes. Amanda's love for me was like a sparkling supernova, and I hoped that mine were just as clear about my own love for her. "Damon, I am so happy!" Amanda said jubilantly, her hands trying to touch every part of my body at once. "I was hoping you felt this way for me, and when you took me to that fancy restaurant, I just kept praying and praying you would tell me!" "I'm sorry it took so long, honey," I said, sighing a bit in embarrassment. "I wanted to tell you throughout the whole night, and I kept getting cold feet." "It's okay," Amanda said comfortingly, grabbing my hands between hers. "You said it in the end, and that's what's important. I love you, Damon." "I love you too, Amanda Linnea O'Sullivan." She smiled at me sweetly, fresh tears appearing in her eyes, and she buried her face in the nape of my neck, crying happily. I held her close to me for several minutes, then shivered as a sharp, cold wind raced along the river. "We should go home, you're getting cold," Amanda said, a note of concern in her voice. "We can stay here for awhile longer, if you want," I objected, pretending I wasn't freezing. She shook her head. "No, I definitely want to go. Come on." She got up and tugged on my arm. I quickly got up beside her, and we started walking back to the car, holding each other close and kissing almost constantly. Other couples who passed us grinned in understanding and gave us warm smiles. By the time we reached my car, the temperature had dropped considerably, and I worried that I was going to catch a cold, which was absolutely the last thing I needed for my swim meet. I held the door open for Amanda like a good gentleman, and she gratefully got inside, snuggling deep into the leather seat with her legs curled beneath her. I got behind the wheel and started my car up, immediately switching the heater to its hottest level. It'd take a little while for it to get warm, of course, but just the thought of warmth seemed to help a little. "Where do you want to go?" I asked Amanda. "I want to go home," she said without hesitation. "We can go do something else first, if you'd rather?" I asked, looking at the clock. It wasn't even ten o'clock yet. "No," she said, shaking her head. "I want you in my bed, naked, filling me with your cock. I am so horny I'm about to scream!" She grinned at my look of surprise, then wiggled her hand underneath the hem of her dress. She messed around a little, presumably pulling her panties aside, then moaned as she put a finger inside of her pussy. She frigged it a few times, then pulled it out, holding it up for me. I groaned with pleasure when I took her digit into my mouth, the sweet taste of her luscious pussy washing over my tongue. I sucked wetly on her finger for a few moments, then let it pop audibly out of my mouth. We both stared at each other, panting slightly, and I saw the heat in her eyes, her desire to fuck. "Damon, let's go, please," she moaned, and I quickly got the car into gear, tearing off while barely avoiding squealing my tires. "What got you so excited?" I asked with a happy smile, diverting my gaze from the road to her as often as I dared while still keeping us safe. She smiled at me. "Do you really not know?" "No, what?" "You told me you love me! You're the first boy in my life to ever tell me he loves me. I think I practically came as soon as the words left your lips!" she grinned. "Oh," I said, feeling a bit foolish; of course that would excite her. With a sigh I realized that I really had a lot to learn about girls, though I was eminently looking forward to Amanda's lessons. Amanda began visibly squirming in the seat next to me, her face flushed with her yearning. As the heat began to radiate through the car, she shrugged off my dinner jacket, neatly folding it and placing it on the dashboard, then she scooted down, spreading her legs as wide as she could in the narrow confines. "God," I moaned when I watched her slip the edge of her dress up, exposing her panties to me. She was wearing an absolutely mouthwateringly sexy piece of lacy, black, lingerie; it was so small that it barely deserved the title panties. It didn't even cover every part of her pussy! "Do you like these?" she grinned while rubbing her hand across them, teasing her hungry slit. "Yeah," I breathed, feeling my mouth go dry. "It's the pair that Stacey bought me with this dress. I don't wear them very often, because they grind against my pussy so much that I get insatiably horny, and it's just too distracting. But I figured they'd be perfect for tonight. They've been teasing and rubbing my pussy all throughout dinner, and I'm so wet!" With that, as if to demonstrate the truth of her statement, Amanda pulled her panties aside, and I could see her lips glisten in the passing of the street lights. She teasingly rubbed her fingers across her little gash, moaning when she touched her clit. I had to fight to keep my attention on the road rather than just bend down and watch her masturbate. Almost unnoticed, I kept pushing down on the accelerator until I finally realized we were going almost seventy. I quickly stepped on the brakes and slowed us down to somewhat near the speed limit. It was about a twenty minute drive to Amanda's home, and we made it in fourteen. I screeched the car to a stop, and we both quickly got out, shivering with our desire for each other. I ran around the car and took her in my arms, our mouths nearly mashing down on each other from our desperate kiss. I put my hands underneath her ass and lifted her up, marveling again at how little she weighed. Amanda wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck, completely losing herself in our kiss. She began grinding her pussy against me, and the heat coming from it nearly overwhelmed me. I had to restrain myself from just fucking her right then and there against my car. I stumbled to her front door—not an easy task with a horny girl in my arms—and pressed her against it, grinding myself against her delectable body. Our tongues were fighting with frantic intensity, and it wouldn't have surprised me if our groans could have been heard on the other end of town. As we were making out and grinding against each other, Amanda dug for her keys in her purse, taking a while to locate them. When she finally did, she nearly dropped them before pushing them into my hand. I fumbled with the lock for a few moments, then it suddenly gave way and the door practically jumped open, causing the two of us to lurch into the house with a combined squeal of surprise. I tried to hold our advance, but Amanda's added weight pulled me off balance, and with a loud thud we both collapsed on the floor. "Shit, are you okay?" I asked, my voice quavering with an odd mixture of excitement and worry. Amanda was quiet for a few moments, then she softly began to giggle. I looked at her in surprise, but soon her giggles grew to full laughter. "You know, Damon, if you were that eager to get on top of me, all you had to do was ask," she grinned happily. She began nibbling on my earlobe, teasingly tugging at it with her teeth. "I figured I'd surprise you," I deadpanned, a wry smirk on my face. "You've been full of surprises tonight! Have any more for me?" she asked eagerly. "Well ... I have three kids from a previous marriage." "Oh, stop it!" she giggled. "I was talking about surprises in bed!" "I think we've actually already done everything known to mortal man, honey." She gave me a peculiar look, then grinned wickedly. "Oh no, we haven't! Not by a long shot!" Her grin was infectious, and I couldn't help but grin myself. "What haven't we done yet, other than adding yet more people to our festivities?" She leaned in close and put her mouth right next to my ear. "Well, for one, you haven't taken my ass yet when it's just the two of us," she breathed. "And I want you to. I want the boy I love to fuck my ass!" My breath caught in my throat, and I was amazed that my cock didn't just tear my pants straight off from how hard it got. "Mmmm, you like that, don't you?" my goddess girlfriend giggled, even as she ground herself against my bulge. "I love every single thing about you," I said softly. Immediately her giggles ceased, and she stared deep into my eyes. We gazed into each other's souls for a few moments, then she locked her arms behind my neck and pulled me down again, passionately kissing me. When she finally let go of her kiss, we were both panting for air, and a cold gust of wind tore through the still open door, causing us both to shiver. "Let's go to bed," Amanda moaned. I quickly got up off her and closed the door, then turned around to help her get up. She was already standing, and when she saw my slight look of surprise at that fact, she gave me a cute little shrug. "Hey, I'm a cheerleader, after all." "I know. In fact, it would be impossible for me to forget," I grinned, taking my sweet time in slowly checking her out. She laughed happily at that and gave me a big smooch on my cheek. "You're such a typical boy! I love it!" "You can't blame a guy for thinking you're hot." "I don't blame you at all. I love that you think I'm hot. I'm so happy that I turn you on so much," she breathed. I smiled at her and got ready to pick her up and carry her to the bedroom, when she said, "Oh, wait, I have go to pee first! Will you get us something to drink?" "Sure, what do you want?" "I think there's a bottle of wine in the bottom of the fridge," she said suggestively. "I know for a fact you're too young to be having any wine, missy," I grumped, doing my best 'boring old adult' voice. "Yeah, but you also know how horny I get when I'm a bit tipsy," she grinned with a wink. "Besides, I think we have something to celebrate!" "A bottle of wine, coming right up!" I said, hurrying over to the kitchen with her wonderful peels of laughter trailing me. It took me a little while to get the bottle open, courtesy of my hands shaking so much from all the excitement. I loved her! And I'd finally told her! I tried to wipe the stupid grin off my face and was utterly unable to. Finally I managed to open the bottle without too much spillage, and I dug around the kitchen for a few wine glasses. Once I had everything, I quickly hurried over to her bedroom, and my heart nearly stopped when I opened her door. Amanda was sitting on her bed, on her hands and knees, completely naked. She was facing away from me while looking at me over her shoulder, and even though it was very dark in her room I could see the smoldering fire in her eyes. "Come here," she whispered huskily. I ran over, putting the bottle and glasses on her nightstand, then I practically tore my own clothes off. My cock bounced comically as I yanked my boxers down, causing Amanda to giggle with amusement, and I nearly broke my neck while trying to take off my socks, collapsing with a loud thud onto the floor while still struggling to get the damn things off my feet. "Will you stop doing your slapstick routine, and come make love to your girlfriend already?" Amanda giggled. Finally naked, I quickly got on the bed, kneeling right behind her unimaginably perfect ass. I trailed my hands over her ass cheeks, groaning at how firm, yet also deliciously tender they felt, before letting my fingers slide along her sides and over her tummy towards her tits. As I cupped both her athletic, perky breasts, I positioned my cock right at the entrance to her silken pussy and shoved forward. Our combined moan of happiness as I entered her was a sound that I knew would stay with me to the end of my days. Her pussy was so incredibly wet that I slid through it without any resistance whatsoever, bottoming out my cock inside her in a single stroke. "Oh my God, you're so soaking wet," I groaned. "Take me, Damon. I'm yours, all yours," Amanda moaned softly, even as I felt the walls of her pussy clench against me tightly. I started sliding in and out of her in a relaxed, unhurried fashion, wanting to feel every single grasping nuance of her wonderful slit. Her juice coated my shaft in seconds, and the delicious smell of her excitement spread quickly throughout her room, filling my nostrils and setting my brain on fire. I tenderly squeezed her breasts, rolling her nipples between my forefingers and thumbs, then pinching them a little more firmly, causing her to hiss with pleasure. Her tight cunt grabbed my cock and seemed to want to tug it straight off me, and I grinned as I slowly began to understand how best to play her body, like it was a violin. With my newfound realization, I started alternating her pleasure, focusing on her pussy first by sliding my cock smoothly in and out of her silky moistness, then gently playing with her breasts and slowly intensifying the pressure. I bent forward and trailed my tongue across her spine, causing her to shudder wildly underneath me. I shivered with pleasure at the sheen of sweat across her body, evidence of her joy at my efforts. I moved my hands towards her hips, softly grabbing them, then slid further down, gently caressing her inner thighs. Everything I did seemed to send shivers of pure joy through Amanda's body, and she bucked and quivered against me. "You're driving me crazy," she groaned, her voice barely recognizable because of her excitement. "Good," I whispered, repeating the cycle all over again at a slightly faster pace. I wanted her to go crazy. I wanted her to completely lose her mind because of what I was doing to her. My cock was driving inside her at a determined pace, and she seemed to get wetter with every stroke. I was so focused on what I was doing to the rest of her body that I missed my mark on my next thrust, causing my cock to slip out and bump along her slit. Her moans of pleasure intensified when my shaft touched her clit. With a happy grin I let my cock grind against her pussy lips for a few minutes, rubbing her clit constantly which caused her to pant and grunt. I could feel the tension in her body as it screamed for release, and I started letting my hands trail everywhere across her, never resting, rubbing, caressing, touching, tickling and massaging every square inch of her skin. Through it all Amanda was moaning ecstatically, murmuring my name over and over again in a continuing crescendo as her entire body was pleasured. I grinned with delight at the control I had over her and at how unbelievably horny she was getting; it was a miracle her body didn't shut down from overheating. When I finally decided she'd been teased enough and deserved to cum, I wrapped my arms around her chest, loving the feel of her firm tits pressed against them, and pulled her up against me, her back against my chest. I nuzzled my face through her golden blonde hair and locked my mouth on her neck, starting to kiss her even as I drove my cock back fully inside her pussy. "Cum for me, sweetheart," I whispered, starting to plow my shaft deeply in and out of her. I held her close, her heat washing over me, my arms squeezing her firmly as I tried to let as much of my body touch hers as I possibly could. We rutted like that for a few more moments, until I felt her body spasm. "I love you," I whispered in her ear, and the words were like a detonator for her body. "Oh, fuck!" Amanda screamed with a startlingly loud yell that reverberated off her bedroom walls. Her body tensed up even more, and she let herself go. Her wonderful cunt clenched on my cock tighter than ever, and her nipples seemed to grow to an inch, if not more. I held her tightly while she came, her orgasm crushing over her like a gigantic tidal wave, her whole body shivering uncontrollably at her wonderful climax. I kept kissing her neck, her cheeks, her hair and her ears, murmuring sweet nothings to her while I felt her wetness splash through her pussy, swirling over and around my cock and slowly oozing out. It coated my balls and ran down my legs while she shuddered again and again in my arms, helpless against the feelings of utter pleasure that roared through her and sundered her body. Her orgasm seemed to go on forever, though she finally did collapsed in my arms. I tenderly held her close against me, continuously smothering her with soft kisses while she recovered. My cock was still rock hard in her pussy, and I moaned every single time I felt her slit twitch in the aftershocks of her massive orgasm. For several moments Amanda just panted in my arms, worn down from her pleasure, but eventually her excellent endurance seemed to kick in, and she perked up again. "Oh, wow, Damon..." Amanda moaned, putting her hands on my arms and squeezing me closely against her. "You are such a wonderful lover. Thank you!" "Did you enjoy that?" I asked happily. I already knew the answer, of course, but I wanted to hear her say it. "God, yes! Whoever said that only girls can make other girls cum like that doesn't know what the hell they're talking about!" My smile grew so large that I felt it was actually stretching beyond my face, and Amanda giggled at me over her shoulder. "Why are you smiling like that?" "Because my unbelievably hot girlfriend just told me I've given her an amazing orgasm. What guy wouldn't smile proudly at that?" I laughed. "You're so cute," she said, a beautiful smile adorning her face. "I love how simple compliments can mean so much to you." "They do when they come from you," I said, my heart in my throat. "Awww," she whispered, and I could see her rapidly blink away a few tears. She turned her neck even further, straining it to the limit, and opened her mouth for a kiss. I leaned in and our mouths touched, our kiss gentle and unhurried while our bodies softly ground together. "I love you, Damon," she said to me after a few minutes of kissing. I smiled at her. "I love you too." "Did you cum?" she asked curiously. I shook my head. "Not yet. I wanted to focus on you and let you see stars first." "You sure did that!" she said gratefully. "I thought you might have cum while I was clenching your cock like crazy. In fact, I was kinda hoping for it." "I had to grit my teeth a few times, but I managed to hold it in," I grinned, somewhat proudly. "Can't you tell when I cum?" "Normally, sure, but not when I'm having such a huge orgasm! You could have cum in me five times, and I'd have never noticed!" Try as I might, I couldn't keep the goofy grin from returning to my face. Amanda laughed when she saw it, then she got a sultry look on her face. "Now it's time for you to cum, and I want you to cum even harder than I did!" "I don't think that's possible, sweetheart." "What can I do for you to make it happen?" she asked sweetly. "I'll do anything." Visions of her naked, goddess body being used over and over in some kind of ancient Sumerian orgy filled my mind momentarily, but I quickly shook my head to clear them. Right then and there I wasn't going to share Amanda with anyone in the entire world. She was mine! "You can ask me anything. You don't have to be shy," Amanda said, taking my temporary silence as hesitation. "That's not it, I just can't think of anything that'd be any more awesome than what we're already doing. Just you and me, making love." She smiled gorgeously at me and clenched her pussy, sending shivers of delight through my cock as it was squeezed. She closed her eyes and nibbled on my lower lip while we kissed again, then she whispered, "I love making love to you." "Me too," I sighed, my heart hammering in my chest. "Do you want to take me up my ass?" she asked softly, smiling. I growled in response and stared at her with naked, undisguised longing. "I know how much you love doing it. Kelsey told me how crazy you went when you fucked her ass, and I loved how you just took me on the Ferris' bed." "I didn't hurt you then, did I?" I asked, a little hesitantly. She shook her head, her hip-length hair trailing through the air behind it. "A little, but it was fine. I liked it. But I want to do it with just you and me. I want it to be personal. I want to please you any way I can, and show you how much I love you." I swallowed several times to get the lump out of my throat, and my cock was nearly crying with happiness at the mere thought. "Go on, do it," she mouthed, even as she bent herself forward again to rest on her arms and knees. I pulled my cock out of her wonderfully juicy slit, and she immediately pushed her ass higher into the air, making it as inviting as possible. I stared at her amazing ass, and her little puckered hole seemed to practically beg me to enter it with my cock. Amanda lay her head sideways on her arms, smiling at my excitement. "Fuck me, Damon. Fuck my ass," she moaned hotly. I rubbed my hand across my throbbing shaft a few times, then I put it at the entrance to her ass; my cock was drenched in her pussy juice, which I figured would work fine as lube. I was physically shivering with desire and grabbed her hips to help hold myself steady. Holding my breath, I slowly started pushing forward, the head of my cock teasingly gliding between her perfect ass cheeks. Amanda bit her lower lip as I began to exert force against her asshole, but when I stopped she immediately motioned for me to continue, giving me an encouraging smile. "Go on. Do it!" I pushed forward a little more, bracing myself until my cock slipped inside with a fairly smooth little pop. Amanda grunted once, then she grinned, licking her lips lusciously. "God, it feels so dirty," she moaned, breathing heavily. "Having your big cock in my ass, I feel like such a little slut." "You're not a slut," I objected firmly, shaking my head. She grinned at me. "Of course I am. Fuck my ass, Damon. Fuck it as hard as you want!" I drew in a deep breath, squeezing her hips tightly, then began to push forward. Though grudgingly, her ass gave way to my cock as I drove on, inch after inch of my throbbing cock disappearing inside her marvelous ass. I put about two thirds of my cock inside her, then began fucking, not wanting to force her open completely since I wasn't using any real lube. Incredibly, her ass accommodated my thrusts after just a few strokes, and I slowly increased my pace while I sank just a tiny bit further with every thrust. After a few minutes of increasing the length of my strokes, I was plowing the full length of my shaft inside Amanda's asshole, and I wanted to scream with joy at the feeling. Though it didn't, and couldn't, compare to the feel of her pussy, with its wonderful wetness and glorious heat, it still felt fantastic, and I loved how easily and willingly she let me do her up her tight little hole. It was more of a mental thing than anything else; her trust in me, and her desire to please me, both made me insane with longing for her. "Uhm, fuck yeah!" Amanda groaned as I fucked her ass, her eyes closed and her face now laying flat against her mattress. Every single one of my thrusts made her whole body shake, and she was sweating almost as much as I was. The heady scent of our sex filled the room while I lustily plowed away inside her, my balls dangling and bouncing against her cunt on every other stroke. Amanda reached underneath herself and started playing with her pussy, her fingers diddling on her clit, and her body relentlessly teased me towards my climax. "Amanda ... it feels ... so ... good!" I groaned, my cock slowly beginning to glow all over because of the incredible friction in her tight little asshole. "Yes!" she moaned, drawing the word out as it escaped from her lips. "Fuck me!" I continued to drive the entire length of my cock in her asshole, marveling at how easily she was able to handle it. Though she was the tallest of the three girls who had given me their ass, she was anything but large, and I would have imagined she'd have a lot more trouble handling my full length than she did. I was glad that her ass was so helpful, however, and kept nailing her, slamming inside her so roughly that her ass was shaking and quivering on every thrust. I grit my teeth and fucked on, feeling my orgasm begin to build like an inexorable storm. Before I could cum, however, Amanda's legs suddenly gave way beneath my thrusts, and she fell down on her stomach with a little "eep!" of surprise, sliding completely off my cock. "Are you okay?" I asked quickly, worrying I had hurt her. She was laughing softly as she peeked at me from underneath her wildly tousled hair. "Yeah, I'm fine, you're just so strong that I couldn't push back against your pounding anymore." "I'm sorry! Do you need me to go slower?" She shook her head. "Nuh-uh, I like it when you do me so hard. I love feeling your powerful slams, but my legs need to get a few minutes of rest." I lovingly smiled at her, seeing her leg muscles rapidly clench and unclench. Her breathing was quick and deep, and her face was flushed from being fucked so hard. As my eyes trailed across her body, however, I moaned when they came to rest upon her ass, and her wonderful asshole. It was still gaping open, and it looked more inviting than anything I had ever seen. With a growl I slid back on top of her, driving my cock straight into that little open ass with a single stroke. I heard her exhale fiercely, then she giggled, and I continued my relentless pounding. "Do it, fuck my slutty brains out!" Amanda exhorted me, thrusting back with her exquisite ass against every one of my strokes. Her mattress was squeaking and groaning as I plowed her into it, her wonderful body shivering under the force I was exerting, and sweat flew off me to land everywhere on and around her. "Oh God!" I groaned when I felt my climax build, the familiar surge of heat beginning to spread through every fiber of my being. "Yeah! Cum in my ass!" my gorgeous goddess pleaded. I slammed inside her once, twice, three more times, then my cock erupted inside her. I howled like a madman at the feel of burst after gooey burst of my cum pumping into her asshole, filling her up completely. As more of my cum flowed into Amanda's ass, the strength seeped from my body, and my arms were unable to hold me up above her anymore. I slowly let myself down before I just collapsed on top of her, and we both groaned as we felt how hot and sweaty the other was. "I love how your cum feels when it spurts inside of me," Amanda moaned softly, a completely, thoroughly satisfied smile on her face, even as I oozed a few last squirts of cum inside of her. My cock was swimming in my own cum, but I had no intention of pulling out. The clenching feel of her ass was like pure ecstasy shooting through the pleasure centers of my brain. When I was finally done cumming, I squeezed my arms underneath hers, and curled them so I could gently grab her shoulders, pulling her as tightly against me as I possibly could. I kissed the back of her head, nuzzling my cheek against her silky hair, and I moaned softly against her, the exhales of my breath causing small patches of goosebumps to appear on her smooth, perfect skin. "I love you, sweetheart. That was so awesome! Thank you." She grinned at me over her shoulder, softly whispering, "You're welcome." We both lay there, slowly coming down off our high, our bodies recovering from our sexual escapades. I cuddled against her, keeping my arms wrapped around her, remembering how she had said that she loved the feel of my arms protecting her and keeping her warm. Eventually my cock got so limp that it slipped from her ass with a soft little lurch, and Amanda groaned disappointedly. She wriggled in my arms a bit until I let go of her, then she turned around and lay on her side, facing me. "I'm sorry, sweetie, I'd love to keep my cock inside you for the rest of my days," I said, grinning. "I know," she giggled. "I'm sure he'll be back in there sometime soon." "Do you really like it up your ass?" I asked hesitantly. "If you don't, please tell me. We don't have to do it." "Shhhh," she said, pushing her finger against my lips. "I do like it. But I also know you love doing it, and I love how crazy it makes you when you do it. I want to please you, because I love you." I felt my own eyes tear up at her declaration, and sniffed and struggled for a few moments, trying to hold them back. Amanda smiled at me sweetly. Her hair was plastered to her forehead, and her makeup was smudged, but she was just gorgeous. I had seen her in stunning dresses; I had seen her in the skimpiest of cheerleader outfits; and I had seen her in a skirt-and-fishnet combo that would have caused every model in the world to spontaneously combust with jealousy, but she had never looked more radiantly beautiful than she did to me right at that point. We just lay there, staring at each other, occasionally kissing, constantly touching, and always smiling. Eventually Amanda got a curious look on her face. "Damon?" she asked. "Yeah?" "Were you worried that I didn't feel the same way?" she asked softly. "Because you kept wanting to tell me you loved me, and you didn't? You don't have to tell me if you don't want to; I don't want to embarrass you." I swallowed the lump in my throat and shook my head. "No, I wasn't. Or ... well, I guess that might have been part of it, but it was a very small part. I knew that even if you didn't love me, you liked me enough to want to keep me around." She smiled beautifully at that, leaning in to give me a quick kiss. "You're right, I do. Try to keep me away from you!" "Why would I ever want to do that?" I grinned. "I hope you never do!" she said delightedly, then she stared at me, apparently waiting for me to continue. I sighed deeply. "It was because of Kim." Amanda gave me a deeply compassionate smile. "Because of how she hurt you?" I nodded silently. The ache over Kim's betrayal flared up briefly, but it was rapidly squashed by my happiness over my love for Amanda. "You know I would never, ever hurt you, right?" Amanda asked, her voice so small it was barely audible. "Yeah, I do," I assured her, kissing her forehead. "I just never expected her to either." "Did you love her?" "Yeah," I sighed. "Really?" she said, sounding confused. I gave her a peculiar look. "Uh-huh. Why?" "Well, from the way Kelsey told it, you two were serious, but I never got the idea that it had been that serious?" I let that run through my mind for a little bit, trying to figure out why it seemed so odd. I had never really discussed Kim with Kelsey, since Kelsey hadn't liked her almost from day one, and I probably had never told my sister that I loved Kim. Yet I was pretty sure that I must have said it around her a few times, definitely when I'd been on the phone with Kim. So why would Kel have made it seem that I didn't love Kim? "That's odd," I finally said, not really able to figure it out. "So you did love her?" "Yeah." "Did she love you too?" I shrugged, the pain briefly flaring up again. My love for Amanda mercilessly squashed it, ordering it to stay down this time. "I don't know. I don't think she did, really, but we were mostly happy together, for quite awhile, and I figured she at least felt something for me during that time." "I'm sorry," Amanda said softly. "It's okay. It's in the past, and I just need to get over it." "Yeah ... did you ever figure out why she cheated on you, out of the blue?" I thought back of my meeting with Kim in the hall and how upset she had seemed at me, as if she was the aggrieved party, but it still didn't make sense. Neither did any of her actions, for that matter. "No, I don't know." "I'll never cheat on you," Amanda said firmly. "I know, honey." "I mean it, Damon. I can't guarantee that I'll never get angry with you or something, but I would never hurt you the way she did. I would never cheat on you." "I'll never cheat on you either," I said, touching my heart and making it into a promise. "Besides, I already have the most wonderful and beautiful girl in the world. Why would I ever want, or need, anyone else?" She blushed prettily and bit on her lower lip. "You're always so sweet. Thank you." "You're welcome." "No, I really mean it. Thank you! You are so good to me, and sometimes I wonder what I've done to deserve you." I kissed her nose again. "Now you're just being silly. You're an amazingly perfect girl, why wouldn't you deserve a dick like me? I'm the lucky one, not you!" She giggled. "Whatever! Every girl in the world would be lucky to have you, but they can all go fuck themselves. I'm the one who got you!" "One hundred percent." I smiled. Amanda turned around and filled our glasses with wine, handing me one over her shoulder. I drank deeply, and the robust, nutty flavor quickly warmed my stomach. Amanda took several deep pulls of her glass as well, then put it back down and turned back towards me. I put my glass down beside the bed even as she pulled me close to her, and we briefly lost ourselves in a sensual kiss. "I love you," Amanda said as she nuzzled against me, her lips leaving small pecks on my neck and face. "I love you too, honey," I replied. "It's nice to hear that, isn't it?" "Yes it is!" Amanda grinned. "You can say it to me as often as you want!" "I love you, I love you, I love you!" "Mmmm!" Amanda purred, a look of sheer joy on her face. "I love you, Damon. You make me so happy, and I feel so comfortable in your arms. They're so strong around me, and make me feel so safe and protected." "I'm glad, sweetheart," I said, then I started to chuckle. She gave me a peculiar look, and I continued, "I just thought of how lucky I was to have Kim break up with me, right as you and Kelsey just happened to get interested in me. I mean, what are the odds of that, right?" Amanda drew in a sharp breath, and she gave me a hesitant, fearful look. "What's wrong?" I asked, suddenly feeling worried. Had I said something to upset her? I saw her struggle against her tears, but finally she managed to get control of herself. "I need to tell you something, but I'm worried you'll get angry at me," she said, her voice very small. I couldn't imagine what she could possibly say that would make me angry, other than telling me she was married, so I kissed her forehead and said, "Go ahead, sweetheart, you can tell me. I promise I won't get angry." She sighed and nodded, closing her eyes. "Kelsey and I had been talking about you even before you broke up with Kim," she said, very quickly, as if trying to get it out before she changed her mind. "Huh?" I frowned in confusion. Before I had broken up with Kim they had been talking about ... what? "I don't get it, honey. We just started going out, didn't we? We started hanging out, and things just went from there?" "Well, yes, but..." Amanda sighed. "Kel and I ... I just don't know how to explain this." I smiled encouragingly at her. "Sweetie, if you don't want to tell me this, then don't tell me. It won't make any difference to me anyways, so if it'd bother you, then let's just leave it." She shook her head determinedly. "No, I want to tell you this. I have to tell you this. You know that Kelsey had been fantasizing about you for a few years, right?" I nodded, remembering my sister admitting that to me. "Yeah. She said she started right about the time I started swimming. So when I was thirteen or so." "Right. She told me about it a little after she and I started dating. She explained what a wonderful guy you were, and how she was hoping that, if she ever got a guy, he'd be exactly like you." I grinned a little with embarrassment. "You two need to stop treating me as if I'm some holy, unblemished God." Amanda giggled, almost despite herself. "I don't know about all that! But anyways, I started paying attention to you, and it wasn't hard to see what she saw in you. I don't know that I was all that interested in a boy back then, as I was really enjoying what Stacey and Kelsey were doing to me, but I knew, somewhere in my mind, that if I was going to go for a boy, it'd be someone like you." "Thank you, honey." I smiled. She gave me a wan smile in return, then continued, "It was probably about three and a half months ago that Kelsey told me she wanted to lose her virginity to a boy. She had already taken my hymen with that candle at that point, but she wanted to be really fucked. "I asked her why she was telling me, and she said it would be so hot if we could find a boy to fuck us both together. We just giggled at the idea, and then dropped it, but she brought it back up like a week later, saying we really should give it some thought. I had to admit that the idea of finally being fucked by a boy was starting to turn me on, so I told her we could just see if something came our way. "It was then that she asked me if I'd be at all interested in having you fuck me." I was intently looking at Amanda, trying to focus on what she was telling me, though it was admittedly very difficult, seeing as how she was lying completely naked beside me and probably had my seed oozing out of her wonderful butt. I could smell our combined cum in the air in her bedroom, and the scent turned me on like crazy. "And you were, I take it?" "Well, yeah! I mean, I was pretty convinced by that point you were a great guy, and it helps that you're so damn hot," she said, giving me a pert little grin while she turned around to refill her glass. I held up my glass for her to refill too, which she did. I was grinning proudly at her last remark, thanking the heavens that I had the kind of body that made gorgeous girls like Amanda want me, and love me. After putting the bottle back down on her nightstand, she took several big gulps of her wine, then she turned back to face me. "In any case, I told Kel that while I was interested, I wasn't sure how that was going to work. We were talking about both of us losing our virginities to the same boy, so unless she was planning on fucking one of your friends, I just didn't see how it could happen." "That wouldn't have been a great idea," I said curtly, the jealousy instantly rising to the top again. I put the glass of wine to my lips and drained it quickly. She gave me a pretty smile, followed by a sensual kiss. I could taste the red wine on her lips. "It was then that she admitted to me that she didn't just have the hots for you, but that she wanted you to be the first guy to fuck her," Amanda continued. "Wow," I said, feeling a small grin appear on my face. "And here I thought she had just spontaneously seduced me. So you're telling me it was planned?" Amanda looked at me for several seconds, then nodded almost imperceptibly. "You two made the plan to seduce me, together, so you could get to fuck me?" She nodded again, her eyes starting to look worried. I grinned broadly. "That's just awesome." She looked confused for a few moments, then she giggled. "You're not angry?" "Honey, why would I be angry at that? The last week has been the greatest week of my life, bar absolutely nothing! I got to have amazing sex with amazing girls, and if that wasn't enough, your plan made me wind up with you, and I am one hundred percent crazy in love with you! Hell, every guy in the world should be so lucky!" Amanda smiled at me, but I could tell she wasn't into it, and sure enough her smile faded again after a few seconds. "What's wrong?" I asked gently. She hesitated, obviously struggling with something. "You can tell me, sweetheart. I won't get mad, I promise," I said, gently rubbing her neck and cheek with my left hand. "Kelsey's plan had just been for her and I to fuck you, once or twice or so, have some fun, and then go back to each other," she said haltingly, her voice at the verge of breaking. I frowned as I let that statement fully sink in, mulling it over. "So what you're saying is that you and I winding up together wasn't planned?" "No," she mouthed, her voice deserting her. "But you love me, right?" She nodded, then tears began flowing down her cheeks again. I shrugged with a smile. "Then what's the problem, sweetheart?" She sniffled a few times. "You're really not angry because of it?" "Well, the way you describe it, I was a bit of a toy for you girls at first, when you fucked me, right?" "I guess that ... that's probably right, yeah." "But then you fell in love with me?" "I think I fell in love with you last Saturday already, to be honest," she said, so quiet I had to strain to hear her. I smiled as I drew her closer and kissed her. "Don't worry about it, honey. It all worked out in the end, right?" "Are you sure?" she said, her nose getting stuffy from her sniffles. "Yeah, I'm sure. I love you, you love me. The method of us getting together is a bit unorthodox, and I guess I should feel a little bit used!" I grinned. Amanda burst into giggles, putting her hand in front of her mouth. "In the end, I was available, we've been having great fun, and we're both happy now. So why worry?" I asked. "I mean, I wouldn't have been very happy if you and Kel had gotten back together and left me, but that didn't happen, so I'm just not going to worry about it." "I'm so glad you're not mad!" Amanda exclaimed, wrapping her arms around me and smothering me in kisses. I kissed her back for awhile, then gently moved away. "So this plan was made up by you and Kelsey, right?" "Mostly by Kelsey, but yeah." She nodded. "So doesn't Kelsey sort of expect the two of you to go back to the way it was before, without me?" I asked, feeling my gut hurt at the mere thought of it. I couldn't bear to lose Amanda. But could I bear to lose Kelsey any easier? I wished my feelings would sort themselves out already. "I don't know," Amanda said softly. "That was the idea originally, but I've made no secret to her about the fact that I'm crazy about you." "Did you tell her you love me?" "Not yet, no, but I will." "I wish I knew how she'll respond to that," I sighed. "Me too," Amanda said, snuggling up against me. "I love you, Damon, but I love her too, so much. I'm so worried that I'm going to break her heart." "Would you like me to tell her?" "No," Amanda said, resolutely shaking her head. "She's been my girlfriend for the past year, and I owe it to her to tell her myself." "I'd have no problem with it if the two of you want to stay girlfriends, you know?" She grinned at me, shaking her head with an accusing smile. "Uh-huh! You just want the hot threesomes to continue!" I couldn't help but crack a giant smile. "Can you blame me?" She giggled. "No, not at all. Especially not since Kel and I seduced you with threesomes to begin with. That's like feeding a puppy steak for its first six months, then getting angry at it that it won't eat anything but steak later!" "I'm glad you see me as a puppy," I chuckled. "You are! You're a giant puppy!" Amanda insisted. "You're just as cute as one, and you'll do anything for a treat!" "What kind of treat?" I asked, raising my eyebrows and giving her my best impression of what I thought was a cute puppy face. "How about me sucking your cock?" she sultrily whispered in my ear. I groaned at the thought, feeling my cock twitch eagerly. "Only if I get to eat your juicy pussy," I said. Amanda's eyes flickered with desire, and she nimbly got up on her knees, turning around and positioning herself on top of me with her pussy right near my face. Like I'd suspected earlier, a small, thin trail of my cum was still leaking out of her ass, oozing down her slit. I decided I didn't care and stuck my tongue deep inside her wet cunt, moaning at the taste of her girl juice. Amanda groaned as I diddled her pussy with my tongue, then she sucked my cock deep inside her mouth, apparently not caring one bit about it having been inside her butt earlier. The dirty part of my mind grinned happily at that realization, and I slowly fucked my cock in and out of her mouth while I continued lapping at her pussy. "Damon?" Amanda asked as she let my cock slip out of her mouth with an audible pop. "Yeah, sweetheart?" "Could you pour us some more wine?" "Are you trying to get me drunk so you can have your wicked, cheerleader way with me?" I joked. Amanda burst out in laughter, her wonderful body shaking on top of me. I grinned happily as I continued to snack on her tasty pussy. She laughed joyously, as if all her worries had fallen off her, and all she wanted to do was have sex and be happy. Finally, she slapped my leg. "I don't need to get you drunk to have my 'cheerleader way' with you! And what the hell does that even mean?" she giggled. "Well, you cheerleaders are a bunch of naughty, dirty girls," I said reasonably. "Here's this sweet swimmer guy, and you and your depraved friends concoct this fiendish plan to rob him of his innocence. Only cheerleaders could be so devoid of morals!" Amanda laughed even harder, and I felt myself shiver at the wonderful sound. I truly loved everything about her. "If you think we're dirty, wait 'till you meet our pom team. We cheerleaders are sweet little angels compared to them!" she grinned. "Really? Awesome! Is that why they try so hard to get you on their team? Because you're the only one dirty enough for them?" "Behave yourself now!" she chirped, firmly slapping my thigh. "Yes, dear," I said in my most boring, downtrodden husband voice. "You keep this up, and I'm not sucking your cock anymore!" Amanda grinned. "Am I ever going to get my wine, or do I need to get it myself?" "Yes, dear," I sighed, mimicking my earlier tone, then firmly slapped my hand down on her wonderful ass, eliciting a loud squeak from her. She got up on her knees, and we happily grinned at each other as I grabbed the bottle, pouring us two more glasses. I handed her one, and we toasted, both of us enjoying the excellent taste. Our eyes sparkled with joy at the upcoming sex, so we quickly emptied our glasses and dropped them beside the bed, leaning towards each other again with obvious excitement. "Amanda?" a female voice came from the hallway. Amanda turned pale, then she hissed, "It's Mom!" She frantically looked around for something to put on, but before either of us could really do anything, her mom appeared in the doorway to her bedroom. Amanda's mom had a peculiar smile on her face. "Hello Damon. Hello dear." "Mom!" Amanda shrieked, her face turning a shade of red not unlike that of the wine, even as she grabbed her blanket from the floor and pulled it all the way over herself, covering herself from head to toe. "I'm sorry, honey, I didn't mean to interrupt you two." "Eh, hi misses O'Sullivan," I said, quickly putting a pillow in front of my hard cock. Even as I did it, I realized how stupid it was. It's not like she wouldn't know what I was trying to hide, or what I was doing to her daughter with it. Amanda's mom sighed, frowning at me. "Will you please call me Helena?" "Oh, yeah ... sorry about that ... Helena." "It's okay. Amanda, honey, stop acting like some eight-year-old who got caught with her hand in the cookie jar." Amanda peeked out from underneath her blankets. "It's not what you think it is, Mom," she said softly. "Oh, of course it is, dear! Don't be silly. You and your boyfriend were having sex." "MOM! Oh my God!" Amanda cried out, again vanishing underneath her blankets where she apparently tried to squirm her way through her mattress. "And drinking my last bottle of wine, I see," Helena added, though her tone was teasing rather than angry. "This is all my fault, Helena. I am really sorry" I said, putting my hand on Amanda who was still almost cowering beneath her blankets. She dismissively waved her hand. "Nonsense! You and my daughter are both old enough that you can do whatever you feel like doing, and it's absolutely fine. I just came in here because Amanda's keys were still in the lock outside, and I wanted to make sure she was okay." "Damn. That really is my fault ... I'm the one that left them in the lock." She gave me a smile. "Well, I'll put them on the table here, and then I'll leave you two alone. Do you mind if I close this door?" "Eh ... no, of course not." "Thank you," she said, then she gave me a mischievous grin. "You two aren't exactly very quiet, you know?" I couldn't help but grin as I heard Amanda's mortified wail coming from beneath her blankets. "Bye Damon. It was good to see you again. Good night, honey!" "Good night, Helena. Oh, Helena?" "Yes?" "How did you know it was me?" I asked curiously. It was pretty dark in Amanda's bedroom, and I wondered how she'd recognized me. The wonderful woman smiled deeply. "Well, I doubt there's many guys that drive such a nice car as your Mustang, which is parked right outside. I recognized it from last night. I also seriously doubt my daughter would date two guys at the same time, and I knew she was seeing you, so I just put two and two together." Amanda's head popped out from underneath her blankets. "You knew I was seeing him?" Helena shook her head and giggled. "Oh honey, you think I'm so oblivious to the world, don't you? You've done nothing but talk my ears off about him for the past week, and I saw the way you were looking at him when he was here this morning. I also saw what you were wearing around him. It's not that difficult to figure these things out, you know?" "Uhm ... I guess not," Amanda said, a small smile on her face. "Thank you for being so cool about it, Mom." Helena gave her daughter a beautiful smile. "You're welcome, sweetheart. Like I said, you're old enough to do whatever you want to do, and you should enjoy yourself." Amanda's smile was a mirror image of her mom's, and as they gazed at each other, I was startled by how much alike they looked. "Amanda, does Kelsey know about what you and Damon are doing?" Helena asked pointedly after a few moments of silence, and suddenly I felt like joining Amanda underneath her blanket. "What ... what do you mean?" Amanda asked hesitantly. Her mom sighed. "You know what I mean, sweetheart. Kelsey is, or was, your lover. I just want to make sure that she knows that you're having sex with her brother. I love that girl like she's my own daughter, and I don't want to see her get hurt or get taken advantage of; not even if it's by my actual daughter." "You knew about that too?!" Amanda exclaimed. If possible, she turned an ever darker shade of red in her face. Helena walked up to the bed, causing me to squirm in an effort to try to hide my nakedness, and she bent over and placed a firm kiss on her daughter's forehead. "I've known about you and Kelsey for over half a year. You're really not half as good at hiding things as you think you are, dear." "But ... why didn't you ever say something?! Didn't you object to me being a ... a..." "No honey, I didn't. And don't. All I care about is that you're happy. If you're happy with Damon, then I'm happy. If you're happy with Kelsey, then I'm happy too. I just don't want it to turn into a fight between the three of you. You owe it to her to be honest about your feelings." Amanda lowered her head and whispered, "Yes Mom." Helena gave her another kiss. "We can talk about this whenever you feel like it, sweetheart. You don't have to hide things from me; I'll be happy to help you out in any way I can. But now I'm going to bed, because I'm exhausted. Good night, you two." She turned around and walked out of the bedroom, quietly closing the door behind her. "Oh God, kill me now," Amanda whined. I sat with my mouth open, just staring at the door in complete disbelief at what had just happened. Had that really been Amanda's mom, or had someone taken her place? I tried to imagine my mom being so cool about walking in on her daughter fucking a boy, then casually explaining that she knew her daughter had been fucking her best female friend too. Somehow, that image ended with my mom turning into a deadly tornado of rage. "I'm sorry, Damon," Amanda said softly, reaching out from underneath her blankets and grabbing my hand. "Why? It's not your fault. Besides, you have the absolute coolest mom in the history of the world." She looked at me funny for a few seconds, then she giggled. "I guess she could have been a lot less understanding, yeah. But I am so embarrassed that she caught us!" I shrugged. "I don't see that you really have to be embarrassed, baby. From what she said, it seems little goes on in her house that she doesn't know about. She probably had already figured out you and I were having sex before." Amanda sighed, then gave me a look of longing. "Well, I guess if she's okay with it ... and she closed the door..." I grinned as I crawled underneath the blanket with her, and she let out a loud squeal of happiness before I pushed my mouth down on hers. Three seconds later I heard a loud screech, and a cat flew out from under the blankets. "Snuggles!" Amanda shouted. ------- I woke a few hours later. I glanced over at Amanda's clock and saw it was almost four in the morning. She was sleeping peacefully in my arms with her head on my chest, and her breathing was light and even. We had fooled around for another hour or so, both of us coming again multiple times, before the wine and sexual exhaustion finally caught up, and we had both drifted off into slumber. I was tempted to just go back to sleep, but I suddenly realized that I had promised Mom I was going to come home for the night. I sighed as I snuck out from underneath Amanda, groaning again at the sight of her perfect body, then I quietly searched for my pants. I dug through my pockets and fished out my phone. I grabbed my boxers and put them on, then snuck out of the bedroom, through the hallway and into the living room. I noticed that Helena's door was open, so I went over and quietly closed it, then I went into the kitchen. I dialed our home phone, knowing Mom had a cordless receiver next to her bed. She picked up after the third ring. "Hello?" she said, sounding terribly sleepy. "Hey Mom, it's me. Sorry I'm calling so late," I said. "Damon?" "Yeah." "Are you okay?" she asked, sounding worried, the sleep rapidly draining out of her voice. "Yeah, I'm fine. I just wanted to call you to ... well, I'm not going to come home tonight, but it's got nothing to do with Dad or with me being angry. So I don't want you to worry, okay? I'm perfectly fine." "Okay ... where are you?" I briefly considered lying, but figured that since Amanda's mom already knew about us having sex, and my mom already knew we were dating, there was little point in hiding it. "I'm spending the night at Amanda's." "So I take it you two are pretty serious?" "Yeah." "I'm so happy for you, Damon," Mom practically gushed. "She's such a wonderful girl!" "Yeah, she is. She's amazing," I said, nodding at her even though she obviously couldn't see it. "Are you happy?" "Yeah Mom, I am." "I'm so glad, honey. Thank you for calling to let me know where you were, that's so sweet of you. Will you come home before your swim meet?" "Yeah, I gotta come pick up Kelsey anyways, plus I need to get a few things." "Okay honey. What time will you be here?" "I guess around eight or so." "Okay. I'll see you tomorrow. I love you, Damon." "I love you too, Mom," I said before disconnecting. I let out a big sigh, delighted that it had gone so easy. I felt a huge weight lift off my shoulders now that both our parents knew about Amanda and I. I was looking forward to having her spend the night in my own bed at the earliest opportunity. Even though it was really late, I hit my number two speed dial and called Kelsey. She answered on the very first ring. "Yeah," she said dully. "Kel, are you okay?" I asked, suddenly worried. She never sounded like that unless she had been crying. "What do you want?" "What's wrong, honey? Are you crying?" "What do you want?" she repeated, completely ignoring me. "Kel, please tell me what's wrong," I said, my voice firm. "You're over at Amanda's, aren't you," she said. It wasn't a question. "Yeah." "I figured. And neither of you are coming over here, either." "Well, we had quite a bit to drink, actually, and we—" "So when you told me earlier that I'd see you two later, you were lying?" A cold feeling settled in the pit of my stomach, and I winced. "Oh fuck. I'm sorry, Kel! When you said that I thought you just meant me; that you'd see me when I'd come home later tonight. That was my mistake. I'm sorry, honey. In any case, Amanda and I are swinging by home tomorrow morning, and we'll pick you up then, okay?" "Whatever," she said, and I could hear her stifle her tears. "Kel, please tell me what's wrong!" "You know, I could sort of see that you didn't want me along on your date, because you two wanted to spend some time together. But I never thought you wouldn't even invite me over for the sex afterwards! You even promised me!" she said angrily before she burst into sobs. I felt my heart shatter into a million pieces as I indeed remembered Amanda promising Kelsey that she'd get my sister off tonight. "Kel ... I'm so sorry. Please believe me that we didn't deliberately ignore you. Amanda and I ... well, some things happened on our date, and we got really excited, and we went straight here. We just forgot about ... I am so sorry. We didn't mean to!" "And what was this thing that happened?" she almost growled. "I told her I love her," I said quietly. Kelsey snorted, and I heard her snicker angrily, sarcastically. "You love her?" "Yes, I do." "Does she love you?" she practically snarled, forcing the words out in between her crying. "Yes. But we both—" "Well, great! That makes sense. And I guess I can just go fuck myself, huh? Since you two obviously don't want me anymore!" "Goddammit, Kel, will you let me fucking finish?" I said, suddenly furious. "Amanda and I don't want to lose you, we want to keep doing what we've been doing! We want you to be a part of us. I'm sorry we didn't invite you over tonight; Amanda and I lost our minds when we said I love you to each other, and we forgot. We didn't mean to hurt you by it! We just forgot!" "Oh, you just forgot!" Kelsey almost yelled, in between her sobs. "I set you two up, and then you just forget about me, right when you two fall in love, and I become inconvenient!" "Fuck! Kel, if you didn't want me and Amanda falling in love, why the hell did you push so hard to get the two of us together?!" The click of the phone being disconnected was unmistakable. I stared blankly at the screen. The 'Call Disconnected' notice stared back dispassionately. Even though I knew it was going to be futile, I hit redial. The busy tone seemed almost accusing. "Damon?" Amanda asked, coming into the kitchen. She looked as gorgeous as ever, even while obviously half asleep. She was still naked, not having bothered to even put panties on. "Yeah sweetie, I'm here," I said, trying my hardest to keep back the tears. "Who was that? What's wrong?" "It was Kelsey," I said, my voice breaking. "Oh no! What happened?" she asked, rushing over and enveloping me in a huge hug. I haltingly repeated my conversation with my sister, and at the end Amanda was crying. "Oh my God, I completely forgot that I had promised her she could join us! I'm such an idiot!" "I didn't think about it either, honey," I said softly, trying to console her. "No wonder she's angry! She thinks we're going to be together, and she's going to wind up with nobody!" Amanda wailed. I felt her tears run across my chest, down my stomach. "We'll fix it, baby. We'll fix it. Don't cry ... we'll fix it," I said softly, repeating it over and over, trying to calm her down, even as I cried myself. I just wished that I believed myself. ------- Chapter 14 Amanda and I lay awake most of the rest of the night, only occasionally dozing off, worry about Kelsey's reaction making us both sick to our stomachs. We talked about what we were going to do, but without knowing just how angry Kelsey was at us, it was hard to formulate any kind of plan. Amanda had wanted to go over to my house straight away, to assure my sister that we had no intentions whatsoever of deserting her, but I was buzzed enough from the wine we'd had that I didn't feel comfortable driving. Dad would kill me if I got pulled over for a DUI. So we tossed and turned, cuddled and talked, and generally just waited for the night to pass. We finally got up at 6am, no longer being able to just lie awake in bed, and took a shower together. Normally the sight of Amanda naked, with water streaming off her perfect body, would have driven me crazy, and we'd have been fucking mere seconds after the faucet came on, but my worry over my sister overrode my hormones. I felt pretty fucking miserable, even after what had started off as the greatest night of my life. Amanda was quiet too, lost in her own thoughts, her beautiful face lined with worry. I took her in my arms and held her closely against me; it wasn't long until she began to cry. "Damon, what are we going to do?" she sobbed. "I don't want to lose her." "We won't," I said resolutely. "We'll make her sit down, and we'll explain everything to her. She'll understand. She loves you; she doesn't want to lose you either." It sounded like scant comfort, even to myself. After showering, we quickly got dressed. Amanda was wearing a pair of jeans and a thick, green turtleneck sweater to counter the cold weather outside, and she'd put the cheerleading outfit she was going to wear later into a sports bag. She quickly went inside her mom's bedroom to say bye to her mom, then we left in a slightly bigger hurry than usual. We hardly spoke during the drive over to my house, both of us just lost in our own thoughts. Though I didn't express it, my main worry was that Amanda—if faced with the choice—would pick Kelsey over me in a heartbeat. Though it would make me very unhappy, I decided that I wouldn't fight against that choice or try to change her mind in any way; the last thing Amanda needed was for me to create any more drama in her life. I knew she loved Kelsey as much, if not more, than she loved me, and they'd been together for a long time before I ever came along. They deserved to be together if that was what they really wanted. Part of me hoped that it wasn't, and the other part of me despised it for feeling that way. Pulling over into our driveway, I was relieved to see Dad's cruiser wasn't there, which would make the upcoming confrontation a little easier. I still wasn't sure if he knew about me and Kelsey or not, though he'd been giving off certain signs that tended to make me think so. Either way, our discussion with Kelsey would be a lot easier if he wasn't there. Mom looked up from behind the counter as I opened the kitchen door, giving me a bright smile. "Hey Mom," I said, putting on a happy face, hiding my troubles. "Hi honey, I'm glad to see you again," Mom said, coming over and giving me a hug and a kiss. Then she went over to Amanda and hugged her as well. "Hello dear." "Hi Mrs. Richards," Amanda said sweetly, fiercely returning the hug. "Oh, honey, you can stop calling me that. You're dating my son, and you're my daughter's best friend; you're as close to a third daughter as I'll ever get. Call me Shirley." "Okay, Shirley," Amanda said, smiling happily. She was doing a far better job of hiding her concern than I was. "I'll be right back," I said, quickly leaving the kitchen and going upstairs. Kelsey's bedroom door was closed, and I knocked on it several times. There was no answer. I knocked again. "Kel, it's me. Open up, please?" I said softly. The silence was almost deafening. I sighed irritably and went into my own bedroom, digging through my closet and grabbing the clothes I would need later, throwing them into a sports bag not unlike the one Amanda had brought. I smiled briefly as I thought to myself that I shouldn't get the two bags confused. I doubted I'd look half as good in that skimpy outfit as Amanda would. I dropped the bag on my bed and went into the bathroom, fully expecting Kelsey's bathroom door to be closed too. To my surprise, it was wide open, and when I went into her bedroom I saw why: she wasn't there. I sighed deeply and felt a shiver ripple through my gut. Kelsey and I had been thicker than flies for the last five years or so, and we were each other's best friends. Or at least, she was mine. Now, because we had started to experiment with being more than just siblings and friends, there suddenly was a rift between us. The mere thought of losing my friendship with my little sister made me want to punch a wall. For the first time since it all began, I started wondering if perhaps she and I should never have begun fooling around. I grabbed my bag and went downstairs, walking back into the kitchen to find Amanda and my mom talking quietly. "Do you know where Kel is, Mom?" I asked, dropping my bag on the counter and reaching into the fridge for some chicken and a glass of orange juice. "She left pretty early this morning. Stacey came and picked her up," Mom said. She was looking at me with a peculiar look, as if she was trying to figure something out. "Did she tell you where she was going?" Mom shook her head. "No, she didn't. I didn't get to talk to her even. Stacey showed up at the door, and Kelsey left without really saying anything." I sighed, trying not to get desperate. I could try calling Kelsey again, but I was convinced she wouldn't answer anyways. I could ask Amanda to call Stacey, but it seemed highly unlikely that Stacey would do or say anything that Kelsey wouldn't want her to do. I violently tore into a chicken breast with my teeth, feeling myself get angry while I chewed. "What's going on, Damon?" Mom asked, her tone deadly serious. "Huh? What ... what do you mean going on?" I asked, stumbling over my words while chewing vigorously. Did she know about Kelsey and I? "I mean that for the last week things have been strange. I have to yell at you kids for hours to come downstairs for school. You and Kel have constantly been at each other's sides, far more so than usual, and you're running around each other in your underwear, or even naked. Then last night I went to get myself something to drink from the fridge, and I found her sitting here in the kitchen, bawling like a baby. When I asked her what was wrong, she quickly got up and ran upstairs, slamming her bedroom door shut behind her. I followed her and knocked on her door, and she never answered." My breath stuck in my throat as I listened to Mom rattle off her list. I fully expected her to fling the accusation at me: 'Are you and your sister fucking each other?' I waited several long moments, unable to draw a breath of air, while Mom kept staring at me. Amanda was giving me a worried look, her face betraying her conflicting emotions. "Well?" Mom asked, her voice betraying her impatience. "I eh ... don't really know, Mom," I said hesitantly, trying to come up with a plausible lie. I silently wished that I had my sister's aptitude for lying; Kelsey would lie her way out of this predicament in an instant. "Kelsey is worried that Damon and I dating is going to hurt her friendship with either one of us," Amanda said, coming to my rescue. Mom turned towards my gorgeous girlfriend, frowning slightly at her. "Why would she think that? Have either of you given her any indication that that would happen?" Amanda sighed. "We had promised her that we'd pick her up again last night and go do something together, like go out. And then Damon and I totally forgot about that." "Why did you forget ... oh," Mom said, getting a faint smile on her face. "Yes, I can see how that would have interfered with those plans." Amanda blushed brightly but kept staring directly at Mom, obviously not wanting to give anything away. I was praying fervently that Mom would accept Amanda's slight distortion of the truth. "Well, that should be easily fixed then, right? You two just take her out for some fun tonight, and assure her that no matter what happens between you two, you'll still be her friends," Mom said, then she turned towards me. "Or, in your case, her brother." I smiled at her. If only it were so easy, Mom, I thought to myself, but then I realized that perhaps she was right. "Do you think that will work?" I asked her as I mulled it over. "Of course it will work! I know my daughter; she's just jealous and worried she won't be the focus of everyone's attention anymore. She craves that—especially in your case, Damon. She wants to know that she'll still be your little sister and your best friend. You just need to reassure her that you'll still have time for her, even if you and Amanda wind up getting more serious," Mom said, sounding so sure of herself that I allowed myself to believe it. Amanda and I glanced at each other, our eyes speaking volumes about what we were thinking. Could it really be that simple? Did we just have to fuck Kelsey into submission, so to speak, to let her know we wanted her to be with us? Amanda was the first to break our revery. "Thank you, Shirley," she said, leaning over and giving my Mom a kiss on her cheek. Mom took the opportunity to wrap her arms around my girlfriend and nearly crush her against herself in a huge hug. "You're welcome, sweetheart. Trust me, this will work with Kelsey. Just shower her with attention, and you'll all be best buddies again before you know it." "Thanks, Mom," I said gratefully. "But how are you so sure that this will work?" "Because she's my daughter," Mom said resolutely. "And it sure as heck would work on me!" Amanda and I stared at her in disbelief for a few moments, then we both laughed. ------- We pulled up into the pool parking lot a little after eight, both of us hoping that Kelsey and Stacey would be there. The talk with Mom had made us feel a little better since if there was one thing we knew we could do, it would be showering Kelsey with love and affection. If that's what it took to get my little sister to be happy again, I'd absolutely bury her with love, and I knew Amanda felt the same way. Right as we were about to get out, Carynne pulled up beside me in her Spider, waving at us. Amanda and I couldn't help but grin; Carynne could put a smile on anyone's face no matter how down they were. We got out, grabbing both our bags from the back seat, as Carynne locked up her car and ran over to us. "Hey, you guys," the gorgeous brunette said happily, giving Amanda a huge hug, then turning her attention to me. "Hey Carynne," I said, smiling at her. "Aww, don't I at least get a hug?" she pouted. I laughed loudly and engulfed her in my arms, squeezing her tightly against me. "That's better," she said once I let go. "Where's Kelsey?" "We don't know," I said softly. Carynne frowned, her impossibly cute face scrunching up tightly. "You don't know? Why not?" "We went to pick her up this morning, but she'd already left with Stacey," Amanda said. "Why did you have to go pick her up? Why wasn't she with you guys?" Carynne asked. Amanda sighed and explained what had happened after Carynne had left us alone yesterday. While she was explaining the details, I looked around the parking lot, trying to find Stacey's car. Though I saw several 4Runners, none of them had the distinct red color that Stacey's did. " ... And now she's worried that we want to be together, and that she's become a third wheel," Amanda finished after several minutes. "It wasn't very smart of you to promise you'd come fuck her again last night, then not actually do it, you know," Carynne said matter-of-factly. "You know Kel as well as I do; you knew that'd hurt her." "I didn't mean to forget about it!" Amanda said, a little harshly. "It's just that after he told me he loved me, my mind went out the window." Carynne looked a little shocked, then she wrapped her arms around Amanda's shoulders and pulled her close, kissing her cheeks. "I'm sorry, I didn't want that to sound as an accusation." Amanda hugged her friend in return. "I know, it's okay. I didn't mean to snap at you either." The two beauties hugged for several moments, then let go, even as Carynne smiled at Amanda. "I think congratulations are in order for you two, huh?" Carynne said, jumping topics so quickly Amanda and I both blinked. "Why?" "Because he told you he loved you! It's so awesome that you two are in love!" Carynne practically squealed, excitedly jumping up and down. "Thank you," Amanda said, her smile lighting up her face. "I just hope that Kelsey won't break up with us because of it." Carynne shook her head vigorously. "You three can't break up, I forbid it!" "You forbid it?" Amanda said, giggling despite herself. "How come?" "Because how else am I going to have more of those incredibly hot foursomes?" Amanda and I burst out laughing, shaking our heads at a wildly grinning Carynne. "There, that's much better," she chirped. "I hate it when you guys aren't happy! Come on, it will be fine. I'll give her a call and tell her to stop pouting, and then to come over here so we can all fuck her! That'll make her feel better." "You're not the first one to suggest that, actually," I said, somewhat surprised. "Oh, who else suggested it?" Carynne asked while she dug her phone out of her pocket. "My mom." Carynne froze, and her mouth fell open as she gawked at me. "Your mom told you to fuck your sister to make her feel better?" "What? No! She said we needed to give her attention and shower her with love." "Oh. Well, that too, but knowing Kel, I'd guess she'd rather you shower her with something else." I couldn't help but grin profusely, much to Carynne's delight. We all started walking towards the main building, during which Carynne tried, several times, to call Kelsey. "Nothing?" Amanda asked, her voice small. "No, she's either out of range, or not answering. She's with Stace, right?" Carynne asked. "Yeah. Or at least, we think so. Stacey came to pick her up this morning." Carynne nodded and hit a few buttons, presumably calling Stacey. She let it ring for what seemed a long time, then sighed as she flipped her phone shut again. "No answer from her either. I wonder where they are." "I hope they're alright," Amanda said quietly, while squeezing my hand. "They're fine, they probably just have their phones turned off," I said, trying to remain upbeat, though I had to admit that I was getting pretty worried myself. I was also beginning to wonder how we were going to shower Kelsey with love and attention if she wouldn't answer her phone, and we had no idea where she was. I held the door open for the girls, and we walked into the building, past a smiling Charlie. "Give 'em hell, Damon!" the kind, old security guard said as he nodded at us. "You bet, Charlie," I said, wishing I felt as confident as I sounded. I gave Amanda a fierce kiss, then made my way over to the locker rooms which were not accessible to the girls this time around. A brutal looking security guard, with a neck made of what seemed to be spare tires, barred the way to anyone not possessing a Competing Athlete's badge. Fortunately I'd remembered to bring mine, and he grunted as he waved me through. There were several other swimmers in the locker room, though each was lost in his own world, trying to build up concentration for the upcoming events. Judging by the amount of clothes actually left hanging around, as well as the number of lockers that were in use, I guessed that most of the competitors were already here. I got changed quickly, stashing all my stuff into my own locker. I put the key into a small, waterproof wallet that I always had on me, then trapped that against my hip in my Speedos. It was small enough that it virtually made no difference in aerodynamics, and I'd gotten so used to swimming this way that it felt weird if I didn't have it there. I made my way into the great hall, amazed at the amount of people that were already there. Quite a few of them were in the main pool, warming up and swimming a few practice laps, while others were sitting and standing around, either by themselves or while talking with others. There were perhaps a few hundred people in the stands, not a terribly huge crowd, but not small by any means either. I imagined there'd be a few thousand people at State. I just had to make sure that I got an opportunity to see if I was right. I dove into the water and did a few quick sprints, exploding to maximum speed for a few seconds, then slowing down to a crawl again. I felt my muscles slowly shed their lethargy from the lack of sleep and the phenomenal sex Amanda and I'd had. Thinking of Amanda's flawless body, shivering, moaning and sweating underneath my touch, brought a big grin to my face, and my stomach churned from the butterflies flapping through it. I loved her, and though I was worried to death over my sister and what she was thinking about us, I was glad that I loved her. I swam over to where I saw Erik, Brian and Daryll talking and hoisted myself out of the pool near them. "Hey guys," I said, walking over beside them. "Hey D," Brian said, the others also greeting me. "Ready for today?" I shrugged. "I don't know, man, to be honest. I'll go as fast as I can, and we'll see if it's enough." He frowned at me. "Everything alright?" "Yeah, you look kinda like shit," Erik added. "Thanks," I said wryly. "I'm okay, I guess." Brian seemed to study me for a few moments, then he told me to follow him. I gave him a surprised look but did as he wanted, following him until we reached a somewhat quiet spot. "What's up?" he asked. "I didn't sleep well, and I—" "Don't give me that bullshit. I'm willing to bet money this is about Kelsey, isn't it?" I sighed and slumped my shoulders, giving him all the answer he needed. "I thought so. So what's going on?" "She's mad at me." "Eh, that happens with girls from time to time. Why is that bothering you?" "She thinks Amanda and I are deserting her." "What? Aren't you having sex with both of them?" "Yeah, but last night Amanda and I were by ourselves, and Kelsey thought we were abandoning her." "Which isn't what you were doing, I take it?" "No, we'd just kinda forgotten about her, because we'd gotten pretty emotional." "Emotional? What were you so emotional about?" I couldn't do anything but look particularly pleased with myself, even as I shrugged my shoulders. He began to chuckle. "Let me guess, the L word?" I nodded at him, grinning stupidly. "Good for you, kid," he said, clapping my shoulder. "Still, if you're in love with Amanda, and she's in love with you, then why are you so upset over Kelsey? She'll be disappointed and even angry right now, but she'll get over it." "She's my sister, Brian. I'm not going to just ignore her until she 'gets over it!'" "She'll still be your sister, no matter what, and no matter who you wind up with. She'll forgive you. Why is this such a big deal?" I drew in a deep breath, wondering if I should tell him. He already knew about us, so it probably wouldn't matter much anyways, but then I hadn't actually told this to anyone yet. He raised his eyebrows as the silence endured for a few moments. "Well?" he finally asked. "Because I love her too. And not just as my sister," I said decisively. Brian whistled as he shook his head at me, though I didn't get the idea that he was judging me. "Wow, you're sure getting yourself in a pickle here, D." "Yeah, I know." He nodded and put his hand on my shoulder. "I wish I knew what to say, man, I really do. Katie should be here in awhile, perhaps she can give you some advice." I shrugged. "We'll see." Before he could say anything else, the announcer came on over the hall's sound system, welcoming everyone to the first of two State semi-finals being held, and after rattling off a list of sponsors he announced that in ten minutes we'd have the first heat of the 200 meters butterfly, which was mine. I was scheduled to start in lane five, right beside Wheeland in lane four. "Good luck D. You can beat Wheeland, everyone knows you can," Brian said encouragingly. I gave him a wan smile and nodded, walking over to my lane to get a final warm up going. Coach was waiting for me beside my starting block and gave me a grunt when he saw my body language. "Did you get enough sleep last night?" I shrugged. "It'll do." "That's not what I want to hear! I want to hear you say that you slept ten hours like you're supposed to!" he grumped. I nodded, but didn't say anything else, staring straight ahead of me at the shimmering pool. The last of the swimmers were getting out, to prepare for the start of the events. "How's your nose, kid?" coach asked, not unkindly. "It's fine. I can dive with it without any problems," I said. "And how's your head?" I gave him a curious look, not quite comprehending. "Mentally, I mean." I sighed. "I don't know." "Do you believe you can beat Wheeland?" "I don't know." "Goddammit, son, with that kind of attitude he's going to swim fucking circles around you! Now let me ask that question again; do you believe you can beat Wheeland?!" I grinned at him and nodded. "Yeah, I can." "Good. Now fucking prove it to me!" he snarled, right before stomping off. I shook my head with amusement as I watched him leave. Suddenly my eyes crossed with Wheeland's, who was sitting just a few feet away, grinning at me. "There is no way in fuck you can beat me, you little shithead," the asshole smirked. "It'll be a major fucking victory for you if you can stay within two seconds of me." "Blow me, cunt drool," I growled, quickly turning away and taking a few deep breaths to try to calm my suddenly rapidly pounding heart. He always managed to get in my head, and I tried to psych myself up, imagining how awesome it would be to beat his dumb ass and be able to shove his bullshit right back in his face. The announcer told us there were five minutes left, and he summoned all swimmers to their starting positions, then began to announce them one by one. I got a decent amount of applause as I was announced, and I could hear Carynne and Amanda yelling even over the noise of the crowd. I glanced over in their direction and grinned as I saw that they were, indeed, wearing the skimpy cheerleader outfits. My heart started beating faster as I saw a brunette stand beside Carynne, but I soon realized it was Mikaela, not Kelsey. All three girls were managing to draw quite a bit of attention from the male crowd in attendance, which was apparently to Carynne's delight as she was constantly talking with one guy or another. I imagined she was flirting outrageously. With one minute left, we all took our positions on the block, and Wheeland sneered at me. "Dead meat!" he said, pulling his finger across his throat. Rather than waste energy trying to come up with a reply, I just turned away and focused my thoughts on the water. Just swim fast, I thought. Stay with him and explode in the end. We got set at the announcer's command, a resolute quiet settling over the hall, and my thoughts again turned to Kelsey. Slowly the shimmering water resolved into an image of her, smiling at me, and I stared at it aimlessly, marveling at how beautiful she was. The gunshot drew me out of my daydream, and I silently cursed as I was at least half a second too slow off the block, going eighth into the pool. I thrust my feet furiously under water, trying to make up some time. I came back up in the back of the pack, Wheeland and the guy in lane six at least a length ahead of me. I settled in for a grim chase, determined to catch the fucker. Unfortunately, no matter how hard I tried, Wheeland easily stayed a length ahead of me, slowly starting to build on it. I took a quick peek around me, seeing that I was still seventh and not making up any distance either. I doubled my efforts, but only made up one spot over the next fifty meters; Wheeland was a solid two distances ahead of me, and I decided to save my strength since the race was lost anyways. I coasted almost leisurely to the end and finished last, a full six seconds behind Wheeland's winning time. The fucker smirked at me with a satisfactory smile as he raised his hand in victory at the announcer's declaration of his triumph. Meanwhile, I quietly swam over to the ladder and wearily hauled myself out of the pool. "What the fuck was that? Do you call that swimming?" Coach snarled as he walked up to me. "The dessicated corpse of my dear departed grandmother could swim faster than that!" "I was slow off the block and couldn't make up the distance, so I decided to save my strength in the last fifty," I said, shrugging slightly. "I've got two more heats today, so what's the point in wearing myself out in a lost race?" "Don't get snippy with me, kid! What the fuck were you doing on that starting block? Counting sheep?" I sighed. "Yeah, something like that. It was a bad race, Coach. Can we forget about it and focus on the next one, please?" He gave me a dark scowl, then turned around without saying anything further. Wheeland walked past me with a smug, victorious smirk. I had to resist the urge to beat that goddamn grin right off his fucking face. I stomped off towards the stands, figuring I'd go sit down with the girls for a bit since my next race wasn't up for awhile. Before I could get there, however, Brian intercepted me. "What the hell are you doing, man?" he asked, his face pulled into a distasteful frown. "Look, Brian, I already got a lecture from Coach, okay? Like I told him, it was a lost race, so why waste my strength just to finish seventh? I figured I'd be better–" "I'm not talking about you slowing down, I'm talking about you freezing on the block and swimming like your heart isn't in it." "Well, maybe it's not," I said softly. He snorted. "So that's it? All your training, all your hard work, and you're just gonna piss it all away over some girl?" "Kelsey is hardly just some girl, Brian," I said irritably. "No, she is just some girl. Right now she is, because that's how you think about her, and that's why you're moping over her. You're not upset that she's mad at you as your sister, because if that was it you'd just let it slide, at least until after you're done swimming. But you're upset that the girl you love is mad at you, and that's why you're swimming like shit!" I stared at him, wanting to reply, but his words were hitting so close to home that I just didn't know what to say. He looked straight into my eyes, his own eyes hard as steel. "This has been your dream, man. To go to State, maybe even to Nationals. This is what you've been training for so hard for the last two plus years, and you might never actually get a better shot at it than you will this year. But if you keep fucking around like this, you're not going to make it. Don't throw away everything you've worked for, just because of some hot pussy." I clenched my teeth, and I felt a wave of anger surge through me. I glared at him with flinty eyes. "Don't get mad at me, D. This is simply the reality of the situation. If you weren't thinking with your dick, maybe you could see that!" he said tersely. I ground my jaw together and bit back several furious remarks. Part of me wanted to haul off and deck him, while another part of me knew he was right, and that I wasn't thinking clearly. I drew in several deep breaths, letting them escape slowly as I began to calm down. "You alright?" Brian finally asked, after I'd relaxed a bit. "Yeah, I think so. I don't like the way you said it, but I have to admit you're probably right," I said, a little curtly. "I'm sorry, man. I just hate to see you blow such a big chance like this." I nodded at him, exhaling loudly. "Yeah, I know." He gave me an encouraging smile, then perked up as the announcer requested the starters for the one hundred meters freestyle to go to their assigned lanes. "That's me. You think it over, okay? If you're not going to bother to concentrate today, then don't, but you're wasting a fantastic chance. You can beat Wheeland, and that's all you need to get into State!" I nodded again. "Thanks Brian." "Don't mention it." He was about to walk off, when he suddenly turned back to me. "Tell me something, D. Is it all worth it? What you do with Kelsey, I mean?" I sighed deeply, pondering the question even while I stared at him. Was it really worth it? I asked myself. The sex and fun had been out of this world, but on the flip side, I'd had arguments with my friends; I'd been scared to death about Dad finding out; Mom had grown suspicious of me, and now I was in a messy love triangle situation which was hurting everyone. Was the great sex really worth all of that? "Some days, I don't think so," I finally said, my voice catching at the admission. "But what am I going to do? I can't just turn off my feelings for her or pretend they're not there. I'm in it for the long haul now." "Yeah, I understand. Look, go take a break. Talk to Katie, go make out with your girlfriend or something, but get your head clear for your next race, okay? Your situation with Kelsey will resolve itself at some point, and it can easily wait a few hours until you're done swimming," he said seriously, right before walking off and hurrying over to his starting block, because the announcer was beginning to list names. Just before he reached his spot, he looked at me over his shoulder. "And fucking swim faster!" he mouthed. I watched him take his spot, then turned around and quickly made my way over to the stands. The guard let me through without even glancing at my badge, and I made my way over to the girls who were surrounded by a large group of male admirers. As I came closer to them, I had to admit that the sight of three gorgeous girls in such skimpy outfits wasn't something you saw every day. Amanda smiled when I approached them and quickly ran up to me, giving me a wonderful kiss. Several of the men nearby hooted or whistled, and I even heard a few muttered 'lucky bastard' comments being thrown my way, but I ignored it as I fiercely embraced my wonderful girlfriend, loving the feel of her perfect, naked skin under my hands. "Are you okay?" she finally asked as she let up, looking deep into my eyes, again bedazzling me with her beautiful green and blue orbs. "You didn't seem to swim very well." "I was a bit distracted, but I'll be okay," I said confidently. I didn't really feel that way, but I didn't want to worry her. She took my hand and led me to the bench that she and the other two girls had been occupying, where we sat down closely together, holding each others' hands. Carynne made a remark to the male horde around us, and though I didn't quite catch what she said, most of them soon started moving away, giving us a bit of privacy. Carynne plopped down next to me, Mikaela right next to her. Both girls were giving me huge, sympathetic smiles. "Hey Mikaela," I said, in greeting of the large-breasted brunette. She looked fucking awesome in her tight top, which seemed like it was about to just tear free of her tits at any moment. I felt my mouth water slightly at how strained it was. "Hey Damon," she smiled prettily. "I see Carynne didn't have to persuade you very hard to wear those panties, huh?" I teased. Mikaela blushed a pretty red, and Carynne just got a very satisfied smile on her gorgeous face. "I actually resisted for quite awhile," Mikaela said, grinning mischievously. "I bet you enjoyed it when she resisted?" I asked Carynne. "Oh yeah!" the small goddess grinned happily. "I love having to be very persuasive, it's so much more fun that way!" Amanda and I both laughed heartily; it made me feel better, if only for a brief while. "Hey you guys," a female voice said from off to our right. All four of us turned to see a happily smiling Katie standing there. "Hey Katie, good to see you again," I said, returning her smile. "You too! You know, if anyone would have just told me you girls would be wearing these hot outfits, I wouldn't have dressed up in this crap!" the beautiful redhead complained, her jade green eyes sparkling. She was wearing a mid-length, navy skirt and a very tight, azure tank top; it looked so far from crappy that it was ridiculous to even think about it. She was just as stunning as ever. "Don't be silly, you look awesome," Amanda said admiringly. "I wish I could fill out a tank top the way you do." Katie gave my girlfriend a big smile and leaned down to smooch her on the cheeks. Then she moved over to me, and we smooched as well. "Katie, this is Carynne, and that's Mikaela. They're on Amanda's squad as well," I said, pointing to the two beautiful girls beside me. "Hi!" Katie said pleasantly, waving at the cheerleaders who both returned her smile and waved back. She pulled her skirt a little out of the way and sat down next to Amanda. "Did I make it in time for Brian's race?" "Yeah, he's on the block now, lane four," I said, nodding towards the pool. "Oh, good!" she said, sounding a little relieved. "I was stuck behind these two retards going fifty on the highway side by side! I was tempted to just cut them into the guardrail!" I gave her a surprised look, then grinned. "I didn't know you were so feisty?" "Damn right I am," she growled. "Especially when you get in my way." "I'll try to remember that," I said while Amanda laughed. Before we could say anything else, Brian's race got underway, and we all yelled and screamed at him, as if the mere force of our encouragements could make him go faster. Fortunately, he didn't really need much help, easily swimming to second place behind Mitch Stevens. I applauded loudly and shouted a few more words of encouragement. It seemed like the thing to do. "Is that okay?" Katie asked, looking a little worried. "I mean, he didn't win." "It's fine, don't worry," I said reassuringly. "Top two automatically go to State, so he's in. Besides, he can't beat Mitch anyways, so there's no point in him wearing himself out." "Why do you keep saying that?" Amanda asked, giving me a peculiar look. "Say what, sweetheart?" "That nobody can bitch this Mitch guy?" I shrugged. "It's true. Mitch is by far the best swimmer in the state and has been for the last three years. He's been on the National team two times already." "So you automatically give up if you have to face him?" she asked, her face now pulled into a disapproving frown. "No, I don't mean that," I said quickly, feeling my stomach lurch at the mere sight of any unhappiness on Amanda's face. "It's just that it doesn't matter if you finish first or second, you're still going to State, and Brian has to swim more distances today so he just saved his energy for those. Why wear yourself out to be first if it doesn't really mean anything?" "Yeah, I guess," she said softly, still looking unhappy. I leaned in a bit closer to her. "Are you okay?" She nodded, blinking back some tears. "Yes, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to gripe at you. I'm just so worried about Kel." "I know, baby, I know," I said, wrapping my arm around her shoulder and pulling her tightly against me. "What's wrong, you guys?" Katie asked, her beautiful, freckled face looking worried. "Oh, it's..." I began, but then hesitated. Despite Brian's assurances, I wasn't sure if I wanted to burden Katie with this. Amanda, however, nodded, perhaps mistaking my hesitation as me waiting for her approval. "It's Kelsey. We've got some trouble with her," I said. "Where is Kelsey, anyways?" Katie asked, looking around. "I expected her to be here, and I thought that maybe she'd gone to the bathroom or something?" "No, it's actually a bit more complicated than that," I said softly. I motioned for her to lean a little closer, which she did, and I slowly told her the whole story: the date Amanda and I went on; our promise to Kelsey she'd be part of our fun afterwards, and then forgetting about her; the phone call later that night, and the fact that she was gone when we went to pick her up. Katie was silent through it all, taking in everything I said at face value, though her face pulled into a frown several times. When I was finally done, she softly put her hand on Amanda's cheek and pulled my girlfriend's face to her, kissing her on the cheek. "Congratulations, hon. He's a great guy, so don't let him go, okay?" Amanda gave her a faint smile. "I don't plan on it. Thank you, Katie." Katie nodded, then turned her gaze towards me. "Okay, you did mess up pretty badly on this one, but I won't nag you on all the things you did wrong since you've probably figured them out already anyways, right?" "Things? What, as in plural? What do you mean, things? What things?" I asked, a little defensively. She let out a weary sigh, then shook her head at me. "Men!" Amanda giggled at that, throwing me a cute little smirk. "Are you taking her side now?" I pouted, though I was unable to stop myself from grinning. Before Amanda could reply, Katie put her arm around my girlfriend's shoulder. "Us girls have to stick together. Okay, here's what we're going to do. I'm going to call Kelsey, and I'm going to tell her to come over here. When she's here, you two are going to absolutely hammer the fact that you both love her into her pretty little head. You need to be merciless about it! Anytime she says something or wants to object, bam, you both tell her you love her. Don't let up! Smother her in kisses if you have to, to keep her from speaking." "How long do we have to keep that up?" Amanda asked, now smiling. "Until she begs you to stop, or until her knees buckle and she passes out. And if that happens, you wait for her to wake up and then you continue." Amanda threw me a big grin, which I returned happily. We'd both be more than happy to show Kelsey how much we loved her by drowning her in kisses. "Okay, then what?" I asked. "What do you mean, 'then what?' That's it. You do that and whatever problem she has will be fixed," Katie said, sighing loudly as if she couldn't understand why I was being so thickheaded. "Are you sure?" I asked, sounding quite dubious. "Yes, I'm sure! I told you I'm good at this stuff, remember?" "Right, because you're a psych major. I remember." "Good. Now give me her number, and I'll call her. You two just be ready with the 'smothering her in love and affection' business." Amanda pulled her cellphone out of her purse, sending the number to Katie's phone. "You really have no doubt whatsoever that this is going to work, do you?" I asked, still not completely convinced. "Nope, none whatsoever. People are so predictable, it's amazing how most of you can't see what's so obvious. Kelsey just wants reassurance, that's all. Just trust me," Katie said, completely sure of herself. I gave Amanda a long look, and she just smiled and nodded, as if to say the whole idea sounded perfectly logical to her. I let out a deep sigh and said, "Okay, go ahead." Katie nodded, giving me a pert smile, then hit the dial button on her cellphone. She put it to her ear, but began to frown after a few seconds, looking angrily at her display; she gave her phone an evil scowl and sighed loudly. "'Can you hear me now', my ass!" she grumbled. "I'm going outside, my reception in here is worthless." Amanda and I watched as she stalked off, and I again admitted to myself that Katie had a really nice ass. "Do you think she can really do it?" Amanda asked quietly. "Well, she said she'd fix Brian's problem with me, and she did that, so I wouldn't bet against her," I said, trying to sound reassuring. "It's worth a shot, I guess," Amanda said. "Kelsey still won't even take my calls." "Hopefully she'll take Katie's," I said. We sat closely together, just cuddling, enjoying our time with each other while we watched several more heats. Both Erik and Daryll swam, with Erik easily winning his heat and Daryll unfortunately coming in fourth by five hundredths of a second. About ten minutes later, my second heat came up. "Gotta go burn some more calories, honey," I said, giving her a bright smile after I'd kissed her. "If you do really well in this one, I'll burn off as many calories of yours as you can handle afterwards," she whispered sultrily, right before kissing me again and nibbling on my lower lip. I groaned as I felt my cock rise in my Speedos, and I quickly broke our kiss. "Sorry, sweetheart, I just..." I stammered, then looked deliberately down at my rising cock. Amanda followed my gaze and grinned happily when she saw what she was doing to me. "It's okay, go swim. And remember what I promised you!" I nodded at her and turned around, smiling at Carynne whose eyes were locked on my bulge like a hawk's. I had to struggle to keep the memories of how wonderful her hot pussy felt from rising to the forefront. "Good luck, Damon!" Carynne smiled at me, with Mikaela also chiming in her own best wishes. "Thanks girls," I muttered as I quickly made my escape. I figured I'd die of embarrassment if I had to walk down to the pool while my cock was tenting out my Speedos. I quickly took my spot on the starting block in lane seven, staring straight ahead and deliberately not gazing at either Mitch or Wheeland, who were in lanes four and five respectively. You can beat Wheeland, I kept repeating to myself. Remember what you're going to get later from Amanda, and all you have to do is beat Wheeland. Don't worry about Kelsey, Katie's going to take care of that. Just swim fast and beat Wheeland. Beat Wheeland. I kept repeating those lines over and over to myself, forgetting to even raise my hand when the announcer introduced me. I was totally focused on the water and the two hundred meters breast stroke awaiting me. Almost automatically I stepped on the starting block when the time came, still thinking about nothing but the water and kicking the shit out of Wheeland. I had a perfect start and fell into an almost automatic stroke, never even bothering to look sideways to see where my opposition was. I practically stared a hole into the wall at the end of the pool, making a smooth turn and powering myself back into the second stretch. It was as if I'd turned into a swimming robot, my body effortlessly plowing through the water, and I knew I was leading by the time we went into the third leg. Fatigue began to slowly rear its ugly head, but I ignored it, soldiering on. I knew I was losing a little of my efficiency, but I just bulled through, using brute force to make up for it. I was going to beat that fucker this time! I practically growled as I made my last turn and went into the final fifty meters. My mind conjured up an image of Kelsey and Amanda waiting for me at the finish, and I smoothly sliced through the water to get at them. I put every iota of energy into my stroke and sped my way to the finish. When I finally tapped the wall, I immediately turning around, yanking my goggles off and staring at the big scoreboard expectantly, my heart hammering at a thousand beats per minute. My name was third behind Mitch and Wheeland, though I was a mere three tenths of a second behind that fucking assbag. I had beaten my personal best by almost a full second, and it still wasn't enough. I sighed dejectedly, figuring that it was probably my lot in life to finish behind Wheeland in every single distance I swam. Maybe I had to just admit that he was better than I was? I shook hands with the guy in lane eight, some appearant Italian dude named Fabrizio, and muttered that he'd swum well, even though I had no clue where he had finished. I hauled myself out of the pool and glanced over at my starting block, hoping to see Kelsey and Amanda standing there. Unfortunately, I had no such luck. I walked over to get my stuff, and Coach came up to me, still not smiling, but at least looking a lot less aggravated than he'd done after my first heat. "Are you ever going to do anything useful today or what?" he growled. I stared at him for a few seconds, then I just started laughing. I didn't even know why, but I just couldn't help it, and I guffawed happily, right in his face. Rather than get angry, Coach looked at me in surprise for a few moments, then began laughing too. Within seconds both of us were laughing loudly. Quite a few people were looking over at us like we were crazy. When we finally stopped, he slapped my shoulder with those gnarled hands of his. "That wasn't too bad, kid. You finished third, but Stevens and Wheeland were trying to kill each other out there, so you finished with a great time. We'll have to wait and see, but I think it'll be good enough to get you into State." I flashed him a quick grin, then shrugged. "It won't mean shit if I can't ever beat Wheeland." "Then I suggest you stop fooling around with that cute girl up in the stands and kick his fucking ass in the medley," he said pointedly, giving me another slap on the shoulder, then walking off to find the other guys. "Yeah, like that's ever gonna happen," I said softly to myself. I knew I was talking about no longer fooling around with Amanda, but deep down I wondered if I was thinking about beating Wheeland as well. Brian, Erik and Daryll all congratulated me, since my time was very likely to stand and get me into State. I thanked them but didn't stick around to chat, since I wanted to get back to Amanda. Katie had come back to sit with the girls, and all four of them were chatting as I approached them. The male admirer horde seemed to have mostly evaporated, presumably on account that the girls weren't currently showing off their outfits all that much. Still, the sight of all that naked skin on those drop-dead gorgeous bodies was sending nice, warm feelings through my cock. They all smiled broadly at me when I came near, and one by one they got up to give me a huge hug, congratulating me on my result. The glares of jealousy and hatred I got from every male within a fifty yard radius, after they saw me get sensual hugs from four divine girls, should have been enough to wither me to ash on the spot. I wondered how they'd feel if they knew I'd fucked all but one of the girls. I made sure to put the most satisfied smirk on my face that I possibly could, just to fuel their anger. Amanda's hug came with a toe-curdling kiss, and I was grinning happily by the time our lips detached. "Good job," Katie said, clapping me on my shoulder. "Thanks. Did you get through to Kelsey?" I asked hesitantly. "Yup." "Is she coming?" "Yup," Katie said with a pert smile. "Really?" I exclaimed. "Damn, you are awesome!" "I told you I'm good at this stuff," Katie said, giving me a modest shrug. "Maybe one day you'll believe me." "I'm never doubting you again!" I grinned happily, then looked at Amanda. She was as elated as I was. I took her back in my arms and twirled her around, causing her to squeal loudly. The girls giggled at our silly antics. "I'm glad you seem happier, honey," I said, when I finally put her down. "You too!" Amanda grinned, giving me the most gorgeous smile imaginable. "I'm just so happy that Kelsey's coming!" I nodded in understanding, though I briefly wondered if Kelsey coming here would mean the end of me and Amanda. I had vowed to myself that if they decided they wanted to be together, I wouldn't stand in their way; now that the reality of that promise was possibly near, I suddenly felt a lot more worried. Amanda must have seen my hesitation, because she started to ask me what was wrong when a voice from behind me interrupted us. "Hi honey!" Mom said. I turned to see her standing there with a big smile on her face. "Hi girls!" I grimaced as I realized the girls, except for Katie, were all wearing terribly skimpy clothes; Mom would most likely have a fit over the amount of skin they were showing. "Hi Mrs. Richards," Carynne said, waving at my mom, then explaining to Mikaela who she was while Amanda did the same for Katie. "Hey Mom," I said a little hesitantly. "What are you doing here? I thought you had to go work?" "Lauren agreed to let me sneak out for a little while, so that I could watch you swim. You do still have a distance to swim, right?" she asked, noticing my wet hair. "I have one more heat coming up, yeah. Thanks for coming, Mom, that's really cool." Now please don't freak out, I added silently. "You're welcome, sweetie. I'm glad I was able to get out for a little bit," Mom said, wrapping her arms around me and hugging me tightly. As she did so, she suddenly had a great view of Amanda who was still standing behind me. "Hi Amanda. That outfit looks really nice on you." "Hi Shirley. Uhm, thanks!" I heard Amanda say, her voice sounding a little embarrassed. I let go of Mom and took a small step back, giving her a curious look. As soon as she saw it, Mom frowned. "What?" "Can we talk for a second, Mom?" I asked, indicating that I wanted to go over somewhere where we'd have a little more privacy. She looked puzzled for a moment, then shrugged. "Sure, honey." I gave Amanda a quick kiss and told her I'd be back in a little bit, then took Mom to the upper sections of the stands, where very few people were sitting. She sat down, and I plopped right beside her, scraping my throat. "Don't think that I'm not happy about it, Mom, because I am, but why aren't you freaking out over what Amanda is wearing?" I said slowly. She gave me a guarded smile. "Why would that freak me out? She's an absolutely beautiful girl, and that outfit makes her look spectacular. It makes all those girls look spectacular, to be honest." "You realize that they are, basically, half naked?"I pointed out delicately. Mom nodded. "Yes, so?" I sighed irritably. "So why is it fine for Amanda and the other girls to wear something where they show off a lot of skin, but if Kelsey wears a short skirt, you get angry and make her put something else on?" "Because they're not my daughters. Kelsey is," Mom explained reasonably. "Yeah, but Mom ... don't you see how unfair that is to Kelsey? Her girlfriends can all wear nice, sexy clothes, and you make her cover herself up all the time! She wants to look just as spectacular as they do!" Mom's face immediately turned disapproving, and I pounced on it. "See, that's what I'm talking about! It looks spectacular on Amanda, but if Kelsey were to wear something similar, it's wrong? She's just as gorgeous as Amanda, Mom. Why can't she show off her body?" "Because I told her not to," Mom said with a note of finality in her voice. "Now, how did your previous distances go?" "You're changing the subject," I accused. She nodded calmly. "Yes, I am. As long as Kelsey lives in my house, she will abide by my dress code. If the mothers of her friends have no problem with their daughters looking like that, then that is no concern of mine. I don't want my daughter dressing like that." "Maybe you'd better leave before Kelsey gets here then, Mom," I said, worried. Mom suddenly got a suspicious look on her face. "Are you telling me Kelsey is wearing the same outfit as Amanda is?" I shrugged. "I don't know, she's not here. But she's apparently on her way, and the plan was for her to wear one of those outfits too, yeah." Mom looked at me darkly, then she shrugged. "If she does, then I'll talk with her about it. Now, how did your previous distances go?" I shrugged. "Not that great. I finished last in the two hundred butterfly, and third in the two hundred breaststroke. Coach thinks my time in that one is good enough to make it to State, though." "Damon, that's wonderful!" Mom practically gushed, giving me a gorgeous smile that reminded me so much of Kelsey's that my heart actually ached because of it. "Why would you say that that's not great?" "Because I swam a perfect race, and I still couldn't beat Wheeland." "Who? Oh, that boy who always beats you?" I nodded. "Well, if he always beats you, honey, why worry about him? Just do the best you can." I gave her a small grin. "Yeah, that's nice, Mom, but that's not really how competitive swimming works. I don't get any points for doing my best." "Well, you do from me!" she said, reaching over and giving me a big kiss on my forehead. I couldn't help but smile. "Thanks, Mom." "You're welcome, honey. You know, I'm glad you've done well so far, because I was kind of worried about you," she said softly. "Worried? About what?" "Well, with you being over at Amanda's, I mean." I felt myself begin to blush. "Why were you worried about me being at Amanda's?" I asked cautiously. "I thought you liked her?" "What? Of course I like ... oh! Honey, no, it's not that! I do like her! I didn't mean that I was worried that you were with Amanda, I meant that I was worried that you two wouldn't be getting any sleep," she said, reassuringly patting my knee. My blush got several shades redder and felt like it was actively pouring into the roots of my hairs. "Did you really just say what I think you just said?" I asked, my voice remarkably calm even though my insides were shaking like a freight train was thundering through. "What? You said you were spending the night at her place? I assumed you didn't mean you were sleeping on the couch, but were in her bed?" "Mom!" I exclaimed, realizing I sounded almost exactly like Amanda had done when her mom had walked in on us. "Jeez, what's with you parents feeling the need to embarrass your kids like this?!" Mom gave me a huge grin. "Now you're just being silly. You and Amanda are both eighteen years old ... she is eighteen, right?" she asked pointedly. I nodded. "Yeah, she's eighteen," I said, a little exasperated. "Well, kids that age have sex. Do you all really think that your parents are completely unaware of that?" I let out a loud breath. "We sure hope you all are, yeah!" Mom laughed, a beautiful, silvery sparkle that again reminded me of Kelsey. It was incredible just how similar Kelsey was to Mom. As I looked at her, I suddenly realized that my sister had been right: our Mom was an incredibly beautiful woman. She rubbed her hand through my hair, messing it up even more in the process, and giggled loudly. "Well, silly boy, I'm sorry to burst your bubble, but all your parents know what you teens do when you get together, and when you 'spend the night, ' and all that!" "And you're fine with that?" I asked quizzically. "Yes, of course," she said, shrugging. "You're both eighteen, you can do whatever you want. I'm glad you found such a wonderful girl to share it with, though. I like Amanda a lot better than I liked Kim." "Kelsey's eighteen," I said, deliberately ignoring the mention of Kim's name. Mom's happy look immediately turned a lot darker. "Yes, dear, I know she is." "So what if Kelsey spends the night at a g ... boy's house?" I said, cursing myself inwardly for nearly betraying my sister's secret. "Would you be okay with that?" Mom sighed. "Look, honey, there are some things that come into play there that you don't know about, and I think—" "What kind of things?" I asked, immediately jumping on her admission. "They're nothing you have to worry about, so let's just not talk about this and—" I shook my head as I interrupted her again. "No Mom, I do want to talk about it. It's fine for me to go over and stay at my girlfriend's house to have sex, and it's fine for my girlfriend to wear skimpy clothes in public, but it's not fine for Kelsey to go have sex, or to wear anything revealing. Your rules are so unfair to her! Why can't you see that?" Mom closed her eyes, and she let out several deep breaths. I stared at her quietly, hoping I hadn't made her mad, but wanting to get to the bottom of this no matter what. Partially out of curiosity and partially because I felt bad for Kelsey, but also because I figured that sorting this crap out with Mom would help me win back my sister's trust. When Mom finally opened her eyes again, she had a very pained look on her face. I immediately felt horrible. "Mom, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to—" She held up her hand and I quickly fell silent. She took another deep breath. "Do you know why Melissa left?" I shrugged slightly. "As far as I know, she left because she was angry at the same rules you're forcing on Kelsey. Which only makes me wonder even more why you do that? Why would you risk Kelsey running away too?" "Kelsey wouldn't run away over that," Mom said, her tone convinced. "I wouldn't be so sure," I said quietly. "A few years back she called Melissa and asked if she could move in with her." Mom's eyes grew wide as saucers as she stared at me in disbelief, and her lips started to tremble. "Oh, God!" she sobbed, and before I knew it she started to cry. I felt completely helpless, but I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close against me, shushing her and whispering things that I could never later remember. I held her for several minutes while she sobbed quietly, then she looked up and kissed my forehead. "Sometimes I wish I'd had three boys as my children," she said softly. "You don't mean that," I said, shaking my head. She wiped her hand across her nose and drew in a deep breath, in an effort to clear the stuffiness. "No, I guess I don't at that." I grabbed her hand and squeezed it. "Look, Mom, if you don't want to talk about this, then it's fine. The last thing I want to do is upset you." She vigorously shook her head. "No, I think you have a right to know. You and your sister both." "Do you want to wait until Kelsey is here, then?" She shook her head again. "No, I'd rather tell you first. That way if you think I'm a horrible Mom, at least I don't have all my kids hating me." "Mom!" She put her fingers on my lips, shushing me; then, she began to talk, slowly and quietly at first. "You may not remember, or perhaps you do, but Melissa was a gorgeous girl. I'd assume she still is, of course, but when she was a teenager, she was heart-stoppingly beautiful." "Like Kelsey," I interjected. Mom nodded. "Yes, like Kelsey, though even more so. She grew into her curves a bit earlier, but more than that, it was her attitude that made her so beautiful. "Melissa was always happy, always flirty, and always fun to be around. We'd get boys at our door most nights of the week, asking to take her out, and it was rarely the same boy twice. She just loved hanging out with boys and going on dates, and was never happier than when she had several boys vying for her attention at once. "Because of her beauty and her flawless body, and because she was so boy crazy, Melissa wore very skimpy clothes. I had asked her not to do so around the house—mostly for your sake and Kelsey's—to which she agreed, but when she went out, it was always very short skirts and tight tops with her. Several times I'd caught her going out without wearing a bra, and I was pretty sure she left her underwear at home too, many of the times she went out." I had to fight the urge to gulp at the thought of my older sister in a short skirt and tight top, without wearing a bra or panties. I knew how fucking amazing Kelsey looked in an outfit like that, and figured that Melissa was probably even sexier, because of her bigger curves. "Anyways, Dad and I weren't thrilled about it, but we figured that teenage kids do those things nowadays, so we grudgingly put up with it. We reasoned that, as long as she behaved herself, a little showing off couldn't do any harm. "Of course, that's where the problem really lay, because Melissa was very liberal about things. She believed that there was no problem with kids having sex at a young age as long as they were careful about pregnancy and disease. Though I've never been able to get her to admit it, I'm pretty sure that she had sex even while still in middle school, and I doubt it really got any better once she got to high school. "Still, she preached responsibility about safe sex and being careful, so I chalked it up to being the sign of the times, and since I didn't want to be the old stick-in-the-mud, I let my daughter do whatever she wanted to do." At this Mom sighed bitterly and muttered, almost to herself, "I wished to God I hadn't." I sat quietly, not saying anything, though my heart was thundering in my chest. Kelsey and I had been young enough that we didn't really pay much attention to how often Melissa was going out, or how many boys she hung out with. Plus, it was right around that time when I was in my total-asshole-to-my-sisters mode, so Melissa basically ignored me anyways. I felt a wave of regret wash through me at the thought of the rift that existed between us. "Anyways, Melissa's attitude and her dress code became more daring, seemingly by the week. I wanted to say something about it, to try to make her reign it in a little, but every time I brought the subject up she would just giggle and tell me not to worry so much. She'd say she had everything well in hand, and all she was doing was a little harmless teasing to the boys and that she knew how to keep them under control. "Then, late one night, while I was over at my sister's for the weekend, she apparently came home after..." Mom's voice trailed off, and I could see how much it hurt her to say this. "You okay, Mom?" I asked, my voice full of compassion, even as I hung nearly breathlessly on her every word. She nodded and swallowed, trying to clear the lump in her throat. "She came home one night, very late. Your Dad was home and he was still up, because he was worried about her. A car screeched into our driveway and Melissa got out, and there were apparently five or six boys inside, all of them hollering and yelling at her. "The car tore off again, and Melissa walked into our home. Your father said that it was obvious she'd been having sex. A lot of sex. Her clothes were soiled and one strap of her tank top was broken, and he said that she had ... semen all over her." Mom tried to continue, but her voice broke off into sobs again, and I quickly squeezed her arm. "Mom, it's okay, you don't have to go into detail," I said, trying to sound reassuring. My mind conjured up an image of my older sister, freshly gangfucked, cum splattered on her clothes, her face, and in her hair, and I snarled at it to cut it out. What the fuck was wrong with me that that apparently excited me so? I was fucking disgusted at myself. "Was she raped?" I asked, my voice cracking. Mom shook her head. "That was the first thing your dad asked, because he would have gone after them, and I'm sure that he would have killed all those boys if they had raped her. But Melissa said that she had been the instigator and it had been consensual. So Dad asked her why she'd let herself get used like that, and she admitted that it had gotten a little out of control, but that she was fine, that there was nothing to worry about. "When I came home the next day, your dad told me what had happened, and we both went into Melissa's bedroom. We sat down with her, and we tried to get to the bottom of it. She was very evasive with her answers, but eventually she admitted that she'd had group sex." "With all of them?" I asked, incredulously. I realized that I was being a bit hypocritical, having already had sex with three unbelievable girls at once, but for a girl to take on six guys just blew my mind. Mom nodded almost imperceptibly. "That's what she said, yes. We asked her if she had gone all the way with any of them, and she refused to answer, saying that was none of our business. She said they'd had a lot of fun, it got a little out of hand, and it wouldn't happen anymore. "I wanted your dad to say something, but he seemed very quiet and almost lost in thought, so I told her, sternly, that she was right that it wouldn't happen anymore, because from that moment forward, her days of wearing slutty clothes and makeup were over, and she would dress like a proper girl!" "How did she take that?" I asked, already knowing the answer. Mom smiled grimly. "She threw a hissy fit, saying that I had no right to do that to her. Of course, I'm her mom, so I had every right to do that to her! I told her that her attitude, as well as her clothes—or rather her lack of clothes—only turned on every man in her vicinity, and it would inevitably lead to her getting gangbanged more often." I began to cough in surprise at my mom's use of the word gangbang, and she gave me a wry smile. "Grow up dear. Parents know about those words too. Your generation didn't invent them." It took me a few seconds to get control of myself, then I nodded and motioned for her to continue. "Anyways, Melissa and I fought over her clothing for a week, then she went out again without my permission, dressed like a slut, and in return I grounded her for a month. She screamed at me that I was being unfair and that she hated me; in turn, I ignored her and let her stew in her room. I figured a month of solitude would perhaps give her some perspective. "It was about four weeks later when she came into our bedroom one morning, complaining that she was very, very sick, and had been for the last three mornings." "Oh, Christ," I said, turning pale. "Was she... ?" Mom nodded, her eyes getting moist. "I took her to the emergency room where they confirmed she was pregnant. On our way home, I lashed into her, saying that that was what happened when you behaved like a slut, that boys would fuck you and you'd get pregnant. Melissa was beside herself, and she screamed at me, over and over again, that it wasn't her fault." Mom got a small sneer on her face. "Unless things have changed since I was a teenager, I'm pretty sure that having sex with multiple boys, and then getting pregnant a month later, does kind of implicate that it was actually your fault, and I told her that. She cried the whole way home, then ran upstairs and locked herself in her bedroom. "I left her alone for a few days, but she wouldn't come out, so eventually I went up there to talk to her. She utterly ignored me, refusing to open the door even when I threatened to break it down. I finally made your father go up there, to see if he could do any better. Apparently she did want to talk to him, because she let him inside, and they talked for awhile. When he came back downstairs, he told me she said she was sorry and that we should just support her." "Did you want to support her?" I asked. Mom nodded. "Of course I did. She was, and still is, my daughter, and she was having my grand baby. She came down again for dinner that night, but she was very quiet and focused on herself. She would hardly say anything." I nodded as I vaguely remembered that night and how confused I'd been at Melissa's behavior. She had always been so full of life and so vibrant, and she had seemed like a mere shell of herself at that point. I thanked my stars that Kelsey had stuck with girls and didn't wind up like Mel: a gangbang toy for a bunch of assholes that got her pregnant. Just the thought of six guys gangfucking Kelsey sent a wave of bile up into my throat, and I had to clench my fists to settle down. Mom let out a deep breath. "You know the rest, pretty much. She was like that for a few days, then next Saturday, while we were all gone, she packed her bags and left. She had left a note on my pillow, saying she couldn't live like this and was going to be on her own." "In California," I said, remembering that day well. Kelsey had cried the whole night through when she'd learned her sister had left. "Yes," Mom sighed. "What happened to her baby?" I asked. There had never been any sign of a child the few times I had visited her. "She miscarried," Mom said softly. "A month or so after she moved out. She called me to tell me about it." "Do you ever get to talk to her, Mom?" I asked, my voice very small. "She calls me on our birthdays every year and usually for the holidays. We talk for awhile, but we seem to drift away from each other more and more. Every time we talk, I want to ask her, to beg her, to please come home, even if only for a visit, or to let me come visit her. But I never do, because I'm so worried that if I push it, she won't even call me anymore," she said, her voice breaking off into another sob, and she began to sniffle. I wrapped her in my arms again, feeling like the biggest pile of shit in the world for forcing my mom to relive all that heartache. But at the same time, Melissa's leaving made a whole lot more sense, and I wondered why she had never told Kelsey or myself. Then again, maybe she had told Kelsey and made Kelsey swear never to tell me? I held Mom close against me as she cried, trying to comfort her. I let my gaze roam across the stands, and eventually it came upon Amanda, who was watching us with a worried look on her face. She mouthed at me to ask if everything was okay, and I nodded, mouthing back that we were alright. Carynne turned around to look at us, but Amanda quickly grabbed her and turned her around again, talking to her quite animatedly. I saw Carynne nod softly, and Amanda wrapped her arm around the small brunette's shoulders. Mom finally eased off from our hug, looking me straight in the eye. "So do you see now why I don't want Kelsey to dress like that? If your sister gets herself a boyfriend and chooses to have sex with him at some point, I will accept that. I understand that teenagers have sex; you're both eighteen, and you're free to do so if you wish. I hope she will be smart enough to have safe sex and protect herself. But I will not allow Kelsey to dress like a slut, and become some group sex toy!" Despite my efforts to avoid it, an image appeared in my mind of Kelsey on her knees in a dressing room somewhere, every one of the girls walking up to her and pressing their pussies against her face, grinding against her until they all came and covered her in girl juice. Amanda's words, "She's our little fucktoy," echoed through my soul. I shook my head slightly in an effort to clear it, then looked at Mom. "Mom, I know that you're hurt because of what happened with Melissa, but you can't just automatically assume that Kelsey's going to be the same, and that she'll make the same mistakes. Kelsey wouldn't let a group of boys have sex with her, I know she wouldn't. She might have sex with one boy, but that'd be it," I said, trying to sound reasonable. Of course, I deliberately left out the part where Kelsey happily fucked multiple girls at the same time and let her brother join in. "I'm so scared, Damon," mom said, lowering her head, staring at her feet. "I'm so worried that something will happen to Kelsey, and she'll hate me for it too, then leave. I can't lose both my daughters." "Mom, that's not going to happen!" I said, taking her hands and squeezing them. "Kelsey's not going to get pregnant, and even if she somehow did, she wouldn't hold it against you! She loves you!" "You said she had already talked to Melissa once about running away." I grimaced as I cursed myself again for a fool. When was I ever going to learn to keep my stupid yap shut? "She was just angry, Mom. We do and say stupid things when we're angry. Melissa herself told her that she was being stupid, and she needed to keep her butt in school." "Melissa said that, really?" Mom asked, perking up a little. I nodded encouragingly. "Yeah, she did. So Kelsey's not going anywhere. But you have to ease up on those rules, Mom; Kelsey is not going to make the same mistakes Melissa did. But at the same time, she resents you for your rules. She's eighteen and utterly gorgeous. She should be allowed to wear something sexy if she wants to. All her friends can do it, and she wants to do it too. And she does it anyways, but then has to hide it from you, and that makes her resent your rules even more." Mom sighed and sat silently, staring out at the pool where another heat was in full swing. Her face betrayed the gamut of emotions that ran through her, and we both sat like that for several minutes. Finally she turned to me, nodding. "Okay. I'll tell her she can wear whatever she wants." I blinked several times, completely stunned. "Eh ... that's it? No further argument or anything?" Mom smiled faintly at me. "No further argument. You made a good point, and I don't want Kelsey to resent me. The thought of her resenting me, because of rules I made to protect her, hurts me so bad I can barely breathe." "I'm sorry, Mom. You know the last thing I want to do is hurt you," I said softly. She shook her head. "No, it's okay. And thank you. Your little sister is a beautiful, grown up woman now, and it's time I let her be one. I'll tell her next time I see her." "Can I please tell her?" I asked. "I figure it'll help me smooth over our argument from yesterday." Mom looked at me askew for a few seconds, then began to laugh. "You did all this just to score brownie points with her!" she accused. I laughed in reply and shrugged. "Hey, I'll take all the points I can get." Mom leaned in and gave me a long kiss on my cheek. "Go ahead and tell her, honey. The last thing I want is for you and your sister to be in a fight, so if this helps, then great." I returned her kiss and gave her another hug. "Thanks, Mom. Also for telling me all of this." She nodded with another beautiful smile, then motioned for me to go away. "You're welcome, dear. Now go, shoo! I want to be by myself for a little while, and you should go be with Amanda. Your girlfriend is half naked for you, and you're sitting here talking to your mom! What is it that Kelsey calls you again?" I grinned a bit sheepishly. "Doofus." "You're a doofus!" Mom snickered, then she winked at me. "Good luck with your next heat, honey." "Thanks, Mom," I said, before quickly going back down the stands, smiling at Carynne and Mikaela, but having eyes only for my girlfriend. "Is everything okay?" Amanda asked, her face worried as I sat down beside her. "Yeah, everything's great," I said, kissing her and putting my arm around her shoulder. "I managed to get Mom to dismiss her clothing rules for Kelsey." Her eyes grew wide as she stared at me in disbelief. "How on earth did you ever get her to agree to that?" I gave her a brief summary of what mom and I had talked about, though I left out some of the more embarrassing details about my sister. Amanda didn't know Melissa, and I figured she didn't really need to know all that. "I can't wait to tell Kelsey. Do we know when she's coming, by the way?" I asked after I'd finished recapping my conversation with mom. I looked around for Katie but didn't see her anywhere. "No, though I got the idea from Katie that she wasn't very far away when she talked to her." "Okay," I said, my leg trembling at my excitement. "I hope she gets here quickly, because I want to tell her." Amanda smiled and cuddled up against me, and for the first time since my last phone call with Kelsey, I felt good again. We both watched the events in the pool, as first Erik and then Brian qualified for another distance at State. "What distance do you have left to swim, Damon?" Carynne asked, smiling cutely at Amanda and I cuddling. "The four hundred meters individual medley," I replied. "Does that guy swim in it?" "Wheeland? Yeah. He swims in all my distances, the asshole. And he never fucking drowns either," I grumped. Carynne giggled as she punched my shoulder. "Does he swim more distances than you do? Because I've seen him swim a few more already." I nodded. "Yeah, I only swim three distances today. I don't have the pure speed to do the hundreds, and my freestyle isn't good enough to match up with Brian and the others anyways. So I focus on the two hundred in breast, butterfly and backstroke. And then I do the four hundred medley." "You're not swimming in today's backstroke, are you?" Amanda asked, frowning. I shook my head. "No, I didn't qualify. It's my weakest stroke, and I only started doing it last year." Carynne leaned in and pushed her small, firm tits against my arm, causing my cock to practically launch itself upwards at the feel of her fantastic body. "It sure didn't feel weak when you were doing your backstroke to me," the gorgeous brunette nymph whispered sexily, loud enough so Amanda and I could both hear. Amanda giggled at her friend, whereas I could only groan at the memory of how unbelievably awesome Carynne's ass had felt, slamming up and down on my cock. "You little slut," Amanda said teasingly. "Oh, look who's talking!" Carynne giggled. "I'm not the one who was getting licked from both sides while she had a fist in her pussy!" Amanda blushed a little, but I saw the heat rise in her eyes. "That was so awesome," she moaned. "Yeah," Carynne growled lustily. "Can we do it again soon?" Before Amanda could answer, however, Carynne began to squeal and pounded my shoulder. "Guys, she's here! She's here!" she exclaimed, pointing towards the entrance to the stands. Amanda and I both looked over, and I felt my heart leap with joy to see Kelsey walking towards us, accompanied by Stacey and Katie. Both my sister and Stacey were wearing their skimpy cheerleader outfits, and pretty much every guy in the stands was eying them hungrily. Amanda and I got up and raced over at breakneck speeds, ignoring all the muttered complaints from people we bumped and shoved aside. Kelsey saw us coming and stopped, looking at us with a small smile. I nearly crashed into her before I came to a stop, right in front of her, and we both looked at each other uncertainly. "Kel, I—" "Damon, I—" We both stopped and grinned, my entire body shivering at the beauty of her smiling face. We waited a few seconds, to see which of us would go first. "I'm sorry," we both said simultaneously. Her grin got even bigger, but before she could say anything else, I scooped her into my arms and crushed her against me, burying my face in the nape of her neck. I felt her arms close around me and squeeze me, just as fiercely as I was squeezing her. The crowd around us cheered, assuming that two lovers had just made up, which was of course closer to the truth than they would ever know. I imagined several people would be frowning at us, provided they had seen me make out with Amanda earlier and now hug Kelsey like I thought I would never see her again. I hugged her close for several long moments, then put her back down with a huge smile on my face. "Hey," Kelsey said to Amanda, smiling brightly at her. My sister's eyes were smoldering with her desire for my girlfriend. "Hey," Amanda replied, practically itching to get her arms around my sister in return. "I want to talk to you guys, but not here, okay?" Kelsey said. "Can we go somewhere more private?" "Yes," I said resolutely, taking her hand and walking off towards the exit, dragging her behind me. "Come on." I smiled at Stacey and Katie as I passed them, both of them grinning happily at me, while I preceded both Kelsey and Amanda out of the stands and down the hallway. Both girls had to practically run to keep up with my massive strides, and I took several corridors until we finally came to a nondescript door, a little ways off by itself. I pushed against it, feeling it jam and refuse to budge, but I set my shoulder against it and pushed harder until it grudgingly gave way, opening with a fairly loud groan. I quickly went inside, the girls close on my heels, and flicked the light switch which fortunately still worked. I looked around at old trainer's room that had fallen into disuse several years ago, or at least so Brian had explained when he had told me about it. There were several lockers against the far wall, all of them open, a few chairs in some haphazard stacks, as well as a large trainer's table in the center of the room. "Cozy," Amanda commented wryly as she surveyed our surroundings, and I grinned at her before pushing the door closed again. Kelsey was staring at the wall, her back towards us, and she was breathing heavily. I suddenly realized that the entire room gave off the vibe of a stabbin' cabin, and I didn't want her to think we'd immediately dragged her here to have sex with her! "Kel, it's not what you think it is ... are you okay?" I asked, my voice filled with concern. She didn't reply. Amanda was biting her lower lip, and her eyes became moist, the worry plain as day in her face. She slowly reached out her hand and touched my sister's shoulder. "Kel?" Kelsey turned around, so quickly that it startled Amanda who swiftly withdrew her hand. "I love you," Kelsey blurted out, tears streaming down her face. "Both of you. I love you both so much, I just can't stop thinking about either one of you, every second of the day. I love you more than anything!" "I love you too," Amanda said as she too started crying. She grabbed my sister's hand and brought it to her mouth, kissing it over and over again. Kelsey gave her a smile but quickly returned her attention to me. "I love you, Damon," she said, her heart in her eyes. "I know, Kel," I said, having to work hard at trying to get my voice to work at all. "I love you too." She shook her head. "No, I don't mean as my brother. No, I don't mean that either! I do love you as my brother, of course I do, but I love you as you. As a boy, as a man. I love you! I know it's so soon, and I know you love Amanda instead, and you don't have to say anything because I understand that you don't feel the same way, but I just can't hold it in anymore, and I had just had to tell you..." Kelsey said, so rapid-fire that I almost couldn't follow her, even as her tears flew more freely. I took a giant step towards her, and—while she was still babbling—I put my hands underneath her butt, scooped her up in one giant swoop, and somewhat roughly pushed her against the wall, trapping her against it. Before she could say anything else, I crushed my mouth against hers and kissed her. I kissed her like I had never kissed her before, my mouth locked against hers so tightly it seemed impossible it would ever let go again. I could feel the wetness of her tears against my own cheeks and kissed her even harder because of it, determined to never, ever hurt her so badly again. The ferocity of my kiss seemed to stun Kelsey for a few seconds, but then she reciprocated, her small mouth practically trying to devour mine. Her hands rummaged through my hair, and her legs wrapped around my waist as we kissed, like two lovers who had been apart for a lifetime. Finally, when we both ran out of air, I eased up, grabbing her lower lip between my teeth and pulling on it, while she let her tongue lick across my lips. We were both breathing as if we'd just run a marathon, and I was actually sweating in my Speedos. I let her lip go with a soft, final nibble, then looked deeply into her eyes. "I love you, Kelsey Alicia Richards," I said, pouring my entire heart into those six simple words. Fresh tears jumped into my sister's eyes, and she put her hand in front of her mouth, staring at me in disbelief. "You love me?" she asked, her eyes open wide in wonder. "You really, really love me?" "Yes, I do. I love you, Kel," I said, nodding. "Oh my God!" Kelsey exclaimed, her face turning the happiest I had ever seen it. She hugged me even tighter, as much as that was even possible, while crying against my shoulder. She sobbed in happiness for a few moments, then suddenly stiffened. "Oh God, Amanda, I ... oh no!" she gasped. I turned my head and saw Amanda standing beside us, tears running down her cheeks as well. Unlike what Kelsey thought, however, I knew Amanda wasn't crying because she was sad. I put my sister down and stepped out of the way; I knew what was going to happen and was grinning elatedly because of it. Amanda took two quick steps towards my sister, and just as Kelsey began to stammer out an apology, Amanda kissed Kelsey too. Kelsey let out a loud "Hmmmph!" as Amanda kissed her even more furiously than I had, and soon my sister's eyes closed as she returned her lover's kiss, their mouths frantically twisting and pushing while they almost devoured each other. I felt my own eyes get wet and wiped at them with the back of my hand, feeling pure joy race through me. The three of us all loved each other, and I knew we always would. Any problem that might occur in the foreseeable future was irrelevant compared to that one simple fact. Each of us loved the others, we trusted each other implicitly, and because of that I knew we were always going to be together. Kelsey and Amanda finally let up their kiss, staring into each other's eyes and playing with each other's hair. They'd occasionally kiss while they just joyfully stared at each other, not even needing words to convey their love. I moved over to stand beside them, giving them each a kiss on their cheek. "Kel, I am so sorry about what happened last night. We love you, we both do. We want you to be with us, always." Kelsey tried to contain her happiness but couldn't, her face practically bursting with joy. "I'm sorry too, and—" Amanda leaned in and kissed her again, interrupting what she was about to say. Kelsey moaned for several seconds while I saw Amanda's tongue flash through her mouth. My girlfriend let up and smiled at my sister. "We love you, Kel." Kelsey smiled again and whispered, "I love you too. Both of you. I feel so horrible for wha—" This time I leaned in and kissed my sister. Kelsey's objection died on my lips, and again she moaned as she was kissed. I gently probed her mouth with my tongue, groaning as I felt her return the favor. Amanda was rubbing her hand over my cock, through my Speedos, and I felt sheer desire wash through every nerve of my body. I let up the kiss, and Kelsey's head lolled on her shoulders. She shook her head several times to clear the wooziness, then she blinked rapidly. "Wow, you two aren't kidding when you love someone!" she giggled. "But I just want to say that—" Amanda's disruptive kiss lasted more than a minute. Kelsey's face was flushed, and her hair was starting to stick to her head from perspiration, on account of it getting fairly warm in the small room. The three of us were heating the place up rather quickly. "Will you two please let me finish?" Kelsey complained with a wide smile when she finally caught her breath again. "No," I grinned. "You don't get to say you're sorry," Amanda said, also with a grin. "You have nothing to be sorry for. We're the ones who made you a promise and then didn't follow up on it. We're the ones who are sorry." I nodded and smiled at my sister, in full agreement with Amanda. "Yeah, but..." Kelsey began to say, then she quickly held up her hands to ward us off as both Amanda and I leaned in for more kisses. "Okay, okay! I get it!" she giggled. "Fine! If you want to take all the blame, that's fine by me!" Amanda and I both grinned at her again, then gave her a quick kiss. The three of us stood there, staring at each other with huge, happy smiles on our faces. Kelsey's eyes got a mischievous glint to them, and she put her tongue between her teeth. "What?" Amanda asked. She followed Kelsey's eyes towards me and studied me with a puzzled look, which I returned in kind. I had no idea what Kelsey was implying. While Amanda and I were both looking at each other, Kelsey suddenly said, "I'm sorry!" Our laughter engulfed the room even as Amanda and I renewed our kissing attack on my happily grinning sister. Amanda slipped her tongue into Kelsey's mouth, and I began to suck on my sister's neck while my fingers dug into her sides and teasingly tickled her. Kelsey began to squirm mightily under my assault, her wonderful body trying to twist every way possible in an effort to escape my fingers, but Amanda rigorously held her in place, placing her leg between Kelsey's to block her from escaping. We tormented my sister for several minutes until she finally was so exhausted from laughing and squirming that she almost collapsed into Amanda's arms. We gently held her against us, hugging her from both sides, until she had regained her breath. "Just as a warning, Kel, we're going to keep doing that until you stop apologizing," I said evenly. "It's okay, I think I get the message," my sister said, a gorgeous smile on her face. "How did you come up with that, anyways?" "Katie told us to just keep kissing you and keep hammering the fact that we love you into you, over and over and over again, until you either accept it or pass out." Kelsey giggled. "What happens if I pass out?" "We wait until you wake up again, then continue," I grinned. "Though we'd probably also take advantage of you while you were passed out," Amanda said, devlishly running her tongue across her teeth. "Mmmm, do I have to be passed out for you to take advantage of me?" Kelsey purred. "I love it much better if you do it while I'm awake. I cum much harder that way." Amanda grinned and kissed her, then she looked at me. "Katie did say we needed to 'hammer' the message into her," she said, giving my bulge a pointed glance. I felt my cock stir at the thought and reached down to pull off my pants. When instead of my pants I grabbed my Speedos, I suddenly remembered where I was. And that I had another race to swim. "Oh fuck!" I exclaimed. "What time is it?" Amanda looked at her watch. "11.20." My face turned white, and I ran at the door, yanking it open with a violent tear. "My heat starts in five minutes! I'll make it up to you afterwards!" Their giggles trailed me all the way across the hall. Though running right before a heat was probably the worst thing I could do as a swimmer, it was better to show up tired than to not show up at all, and I sprinted like crazy through the hallways, practically bowling over two guys who were walking to the locker rooms. The announcer was just about to start introducing people when I made it to the pool, and I rapidly ran over to lane three, taking my spot just as my turn came up. I raised my hand and breathed in deeply, trying to get my heart under control. It was after a few deep breaths that I realized I wasn't feeling tired at all; as a matter of fact, I was feeling as if I had energy bursting out of every pore of my skin. I reckoned that the adrenaline from meeting with Kelsey a few minutes ago was still coursing through me. After Wheeland had been announced in lane five, he looked past Mitch in lane four and sneered at me. "I thought after the asswhupping I gave you the last two races, you'd have given up and gone home, Richards. Especially after I saw you sitting there in the stands, crying with your mommy." "Shut the fuck up, Wheeland," Mitch said wearily. "And just fucking swim already." "Are you getting worried, Stevens? I keep getting closer to you, you know your end is coming," Wheeland scoffed. Mitch rolled his eyes like I'd seen the cheerleaders do several times, then he turned to me. "Good to see you, Damon. I have to admit that I thought you weren't going to make it." "Girl trouble," I said with a shrug. I tried to keep the grin off my face but failed fairly miserably. He gave me a knowing smile. "I hear that. Good luck, man. I hope you kick his ass." "Four-eight," I blurted out before the conscious thought had even formed. "What?" Mitch said incredulously, looking at me as if he saw me walking across the pool. "Four minutes, eight seconds." "Yeah, I know what it means! What, you're gonna swim that?" I nodded. "You've gotta be kidding me! Are you serious? Four-eight?" I nodded again. He stared at me for several moments, his mouth hanging open, then he began to laugh. "Fuck me, four-eight. Alright, I'll take that challenge. Four fucking eight in a State semi-final!" I grinned at him as he shook his head. I knew he could swim four-eight, as his personal best was in the neighborhood of four-seven, whereas my personal best was a sliver under four-twelve. I had no idea why I suddenly felt I could shave four seconds off my personal time, but my entire body was tingling with the adrenaline from earlier, and I just felt like I could do miracles. Four-eight would be a miracle, and I knew I needed help in reaching it. Typically Mitch didn't swim full out on the individual medley since he didn't have to. He just made sure to beat the number two by a second or so. By challenging him to a four-eight, I'd have someone to pull myself up against. It helped that I knew that Wheeland's personal best on the medley was just under four-eleven; the four-hundred medley was always my best showing against him, and I knew that this time I was going to beat his fucking ass. The announcer told us to take our starting positions, and Mitch glanced over at me. He shook his head and grinned, then focused on the water. Wheeland was right next to him, staring at us, a look of curiosity on his face. I grinned at him, then pulled my finger across my throat. His scowl of anger was a joy to behold, and I felt elated as we froze on command. The start shot fell a few second later, and my dive off the podium was so powerful that it practically scared me. The first one hundred meters I was absolutely carving through the water, and it was almost as if I encountered no resistance at all. My butterfly strokes were so powerful that I was practically launching myself out of the water with each stroke. When I tapped the wall and switched to the backstroke, I was utterly surprised to realize that I was well ahead of Mitch and Wheeland. In the back of my mind a little voice told me to slow down or I'd drown during the third leg, so I eased off during the back stroke, which was my weakest stroke anyways, and slowly saw Mitch catch up with me. I tried my best to keep up with him but had to lose him by about a second during the second leg. When we went into the third leg, the expected fatigue that I normally felt at this point was completely absent, and I easily found my breast stroke from earlier again, smoothly and efficiently splicing through the water. Looking over to my right, I saw that Wheeland was dropping behind, though Mitch stayed about a second ahead of me, still swimming without any apparent effort. Once the final leg started, the fatigue finally showed up, and I cursed my body for not delaying it by another minute. The front crawl wasn't my best stroke, but I soldiered on, imagining myself chained to Mitch as he swam in front. When I first heard my name being chanted, I thought I was imagining things, but by the third time I knew it had to be for real. I focused on the voices, and grinned as I suddenly realized people were chanting my name, letter for letter. "D, A, M, O, N! Go Damon!" I knew the girls must have started it, with the rest of the crowd joining in because of the race Mitch and I were putting on. The entire hall was echoing with the energy and the roars of the crowd. Though I had no idea if it was because of the crowd's chants, I suddenly found another gear, my body digging deep into some hidden reservoir, and I slowly began to make up distance on Mitch. I tapped the final turn a mere half second behind him, and I started to imagine actually beating him. A quick glance under my left arm showed that Wheeland was nowhere to be seen, nor was anyone else. Unless I drowned, I was going to State, but suddenly that wasn't enough anymore. I wanted to beat Mitch too! Stroke by stroke I began to catch up to him, slowly pulling even. I knew he saw me move up, but he seemed to make no effort at all to speed up. Either he thought I wasn't going to have the reserves to overtake him, or he figured it didn't make any difference, since we'd finish one-two anyways. We entered the final ten meters, and with an almost inhuman effort I pulled even, finally touching the wall. As soon as I came to a stop, my body started clenching up, and I was barely able to grab the rope in time to keep myself from sinking. I didn't even have the strength to look up at the scoreboard; instead I just hung there, completely exhausted, sucking in air through great, desperate gulps. Mitch dragged himself on the rope beside me, panting heavily. "Son of a ... bitch! You ... and your fucking ... four-eight," he gasped, sounding just as out of breath as I was. "Wha ... what did ... you swim?" I groaned. He looked at the scoreboard and stared at it for a few moments, in complete disbelief, then he dunked his head under water. After he came back up, he looked again. "Fuck me!" he finally said. "What? What's ... your time?" He grinned. "Four-nine, ehh..." he looked at the scoreboard one more time. "forty-two." "Damn, that is fast!" I grunted. "What did I swim?" He laughed. "The same!" "What?!" I asked, not believing what I heard. I threw a weary glance at the scoreboard, and there it was. Mitch and I were both ranked first, with the exact same time of 4:09:42. I glanced at the rest of the times and saw that Wheeland had faded trying to keep up with us, eventually finishing fifth. Nobody else was within four seconds of us. "That's unbelievable," I gasped. "The exact same time?" "Yep," Mitch laughed, his breathing already slowing back down to a somewhat more normal level. "Why didn't you speed up?" I asked, coughing as I gulped in air too rapidly. "When?" "In the last leg, when you were looking at me, and you saw me move up. Why didn't you speed up like you always do?" "Because I didn't have anything left! I nearly fucking killed myself trying to keep up with you during the butterfly. What the fuck were you doing, going after Phelps?" I shrugged. "I had a lot of energy, I guess." "Yeah, no shit," he chuckled. Then he held out his hand for me, and I shook it. "Great race, man." "Thanks Mitch, you too," I grinned back. We both swam over to the ladder, and I had to make three attempts at just getting out of the pool. Once I finally felt ground under my feet again, I was amazed to still hear people chanting my name. I raised my hand at them, unable to resist a big grin when the crowd roared in approval. The girls were all squealing and jumping happily, hugging each other from time to time. Seeing five gorgeous cheerleaders in skimpy outfits go nuts over me was probably the proudest moment of my life. "Good job, kid," Coach said with a genuinely wide smile as he came up to me, followed close by Brian, Erik and Daryll. I frowned at him. "Who the hell are you, and what have you done to my coach?" "Hey, I can't be happy if a guy scratches three seconds off his personal best?" Coach exclaimed. "Sure, but I mean, you're actually smiling! Your last recorded smile was rumored to be in 1863, when Lincoln freed the slaves!" "Very funny, you little snotnose!" the old man growled good-naturedly. "Be glad I'm happy for a change. If you'd have turned in another shitty performance, I'd have been severely unhappy, and you sure wouldn't have liked that! But you swam a great race, kid." "Amen. When I saw Mitch overtake you during the backstroke, I thought you'd killed yourself in your first leg and that would be it. What the hell were you doing?!" Brian asked incredulously. I shrugged. "I had a ton of energy in me, for some reason, and it all seemed to come out during the butterfly. I had to actually slow myself down during the backstroke, or I knew I would've died in the last two legs." "Yeah, no kidding. After your first full leg, you were more than a second under world record pace!" I just stared at him as the reality of that statement hit me. "A full second? You're full of shit!" "No, man, it was ridiculous! You should have seen the stares of disbelief on the faces of all the officials!" "Yeah, they're probably going to make you pee in a cup a few hundred times. Hell, you were going so fast, I was going to make you pee in a cup!" Erik laughed. "You don't care if he's on something, you just want a cup of his pee, you big fag!" Brian grinned, and all of us cracked up. I said goodbye to them a few minutes later, being led off by the officials who did, indeed, make me pee in a cup. Afterwards, I went up into the stands to go see the girls. They were all jumping and squealing with joy as I made it up there, and this time I got hugs and kisses from all of them. By then I was sure that every man in the stands was aiming a gun at my balls, about to blow them off. I could practically feel the waves of jealousy washing over me. After I had hugged the cheerleaders—getting an extra long kiss from Amanda, and an extra firm hug from Kelsey to make up for the smaller kiss she had to give me—I smiled at Katie, and wrapped my arms around her. "Thank you so much," I whispered in her ear, giving her a soft kiss on her cheek. "You're welcome," she said happily, smiling even as she wiped away a tear. "I keep telling you that you're a great guy. You deserve to be happy, and I'm glad I was able to help out." "You did more than just help out. First you fix my problem with Brian, then you get me and my sister back together." She laughed prettily. "Yeah, I guess I am pretty awesome. Wait 'till you hear what you owe me." "What do I owe you?" I grinned. Right at that point she could have asked me for my car, and I'd have happily given it to her. "I'll let your sister and your girlfriend tell you," she grinned mischievously. "Can you at least give me a hint?" "Let's say that it involves all four of us," she said, deliberately being mysterious. I was about to ask more when suddenly Mom and Dad were there, and I went to say hi to them. "Congrats, son! That was an absolutely great race!" Dad said as he gave me a hug, clapping me on my back. "Thanks, Dad. I didn't realize you were here?" I said. He nodded. "Yeah, I showed up about ten minutes before your final heat. I can't stay long as I have to go back on patrol, but I wanted to see you swim at least one distance." "That's awesome, Dad," I said earnestly. "I really appreciate it." "No problem." He smiled. I turned around to see Mom staring at Kelsey, looking a bit uncertain; Kelsey was blushing furiously, but she had her fists defiantly planted on her hips. "Well?" my sister challenged as her gorgeous body was on marvelous display in her delectably skimpy outfit. Like I had imagined, Carynne's sexy panties looked absolutely fantastic underneath Kelsey's cheerleader skirt, her curvy ass stretching them alluringly even as the skirt itself barely covered her butt. Kelsey's tits were also straining her top; not quite as badly as Mikaela's, but still definitely noticeable. Mom finally sighed and gave her daughter a hug. "You look beautiful, honey." Kelsey's mouth dropped open as she stared at mom, apparently not believing what she heard. She stayed like that for almost a good twenty seconds, but then she smiled and kissed Mom's cheek. "Thank you, Mommy." Dad was staring at Kelsey with a slightly pained look on his face, and he frequently kept glancing at me. I had no idea what his problem was, so I just stared back with a blank face. Finally Kelsey let go of her hug with Dom and turned towards Dad. "Hey Daddy, what do you think?" she said brightly, giving him a devilish grin. With that she began to model her outfit for him, showing off her curves and her bare skin in all its wonderful glory. Dad's expression got more and more pained as he watched her, and he eventually let out a strangled gasp. "That looks very ... nice, baby girl!" he said quickly, before giving his wife a kiss and fleeing like the place was on fire. To say Kelsey's grin was proud and satisfied would have been the understatement of the year, since it was practically splitting her face in two. Mom gave her daughter a resigned shake of her head, then waved at us as she departed too. "Got him!" Kelsey grinned as we all watched my parents leave. "Got what?" Amanda asked, clearly not comprehending. "I just wanted to make sure that I was still number one in his mind," Kelsey said lightly. "After Carynne's little tease yesterday, I wasn't so sure anymore, so I had to remind him I was still here." "Me? What did I do?!" Carynne gasped, trying to play innocent and failing rather badly. My sister's eyes nearly caught fire, and she glared at her gorgeous friend. "You know full well what you did, you little slut! You teased my poor daddy until he had no choice but to flee, so now I made sure he remembers who his little girl is." "I doubt he'd have really forgotten, Kel," Carynne said smoothly, licking her lips while staring at my sister. "I doubt anyone ever forgets you ... Oh, shit. Well, you know ... shit. Sorry." Kelsey got a happy smile on her face as she watched Carynne stare at me and Amanda. "It's okay, that's all in the past. We're not going to worry about it anymore." "Good!" Stacey said, interjecting herself into the conversation. "Do you still have any more distances to swim, Damon?" I shook my head. "Nope, I'm all done. In fact, all of us are." "Do you not swim a relay race with Brian and the others?" Kelsey asked curiously. "No, we'd decided awhile back to not do one today, so we could each focus on our individual distances." "So we can leave then?" Stacey asked. "Yeah, as far as I'm concerned. Thank you all for coming and cheering me on, girls, that was awesome. I really appreciate it," I said sincerely, giving them all a huge smile. "I was actually hoping you'd want to come by my house this afternoon, all of you," Stacey said, glancing at her friends. I glanced at Amanda and Kelsey and saw they were as surprised as I was. "Eh, okay, what's the occasion?" "A celebration," the gorgeous blonde said with a bright smile. "You're going to the State championships, so I figured we should have a bit of a party. I'd like for you all to come to my house, then we're going out to dinner tonight and perhaps stop by Discovery for an after-party or something. Does that sound good?" Both Kelsey and Amanda nodded eagerly, and I gave Stacey an affirmative nod. "Yeah, that sounds great. What time should we be there?" "As soon as you can. I want the girls to try on some evening wear I bought for them." "Alright, we'll be there in a little while, then." Mikaela came up to Stacey, looking unhappy. "I can't come, Stace, I have to go to my little sister's stupid piano recital tonight!" Her tone left little doubt as to how she felt about little sisters, pianos, or recitals. "Awww, I'm sorry, hon," Stacey pouted, giving her friend a firm hug and a kiss on her forehead. Mikaela went and hugged all the other girls, then waved goodbye and left the stands. "I should probably go too," Katie said, grabbing her purse and getting ready to leave. "I'd really like it if you could come to our dinner tonight," Stacey said, putting her hand on Katie's arm. Katie gave her a surprised smile. "Really?" Stacey nodded, returning her smile warmly. "Okay, cool, I'd love that. Can I bring Brian, though?" "Of course. I'll make a reservation at Pandora's at eight. You know where it is?" Katie blanched a little at the mention of the most exclusive restaurant in our part of the state. "Don't worry," Stacey said reassuringly. "I'll take care of everything." Katie raised her eyebrows at that, but Stacey just nodded, and Katie finally relaxed. "Thank you, Stacey. I'll see all of you tonight then!" "Bye Katie, see ya later," I replied. All the girls also said goodbye to her. She got her purse and went downstairs to talk to Brian. "So will you guys come straight over?" Stacey asked. "I gotta get my Speedos stashed first, so I need to do a quick stop by the house, but yeah, we'll come over afterwards," I said, nodding. "Cool. See you guys in a little while then!" ------- I sat nervously in my car, my gaze constantly shifting between the road and my little sister, who was behind the wheel. After the swim meet we'd gone home so we could change into more comfortable clothes; Kelsey and I settled on jeans and t-shirts, while Amanda had her jeans and her green turtleneck sweater on again. On a whim I had offered to let Kelsey drive my car over to Stacey's, figuring it would help me score a few more brownie points with her, but also because I was totally exhausted and actually worried about falling asleep behind the wheel. She had looked at me with absolute disbelief, then had squealed and jumped into my arms, kissing my face a thousand times. At the time, it had seemed like a really good idea. Now, after about thirty minutes, I wasn't so sure anymore. My sister had her license, but she hadn't driven much since she got it, mostly due to not having a car of her own. She had driven Mom's minivan several times, had managed to damage it twice, and was now no longer allowed to drive it anywhere. Her biggest problem with my Mustang, of course, was that it was a manual shift, and she'd hardly ever driven one. I had patiently explained to her how it worked, and she seemed to figure it out after stalling the car twice, managing to drive off and smoothly shift into fourth gear in a nice little stretch. I had begun to relax, only to realize I had been way too optimistic when she'd needed to downshift and spent the next ten seconds grinding my gearbox, until I reminded her that she needed to clutch first. Eventually she'd become proficient enough with the clutch and the gearshift that she didn't send shivers down my spine every time she shifted, but we had to take the busiest highway in town for a stretch, and she seemed fairly nervous at the amount of traffic around us. Still, rather than constantly pester or try to correct her, I tried to provide a few helpful comments, and in general just did my best to make her feel comfortable. Amanda, seated in the back, seemed less worried than I was, happily informing Kelsey about everything that had happened at our date. " ... so then when I came back from the bathroom, he was nowhere to be found," Amanda said, giving me an obviously fake accusatory smile. "Where'd he go?" Kelsey asked, briefly flicking her eyes to the rear view mirror. "Well, when he came back, he said that he'd seen someone he recognized and had gone over to talk to them." "Oh, who was it?" "Nobody," Amanda grinned. "He'd gone to talk to the waiter to prepare my surprise." "You knew about that?" I asked, a bit surprised. "You're so cute. However, you're also a terrible liar," Amanda chided sweetly. "You couldn't fool anyone if your life depended on it. Anyways, a few minutes later, the waiter shows up with a big covered plate, and I just couldn't help myself. I put my hands against my mouth and said, 'You didn't?'" "Yeah, what was that about?" I asked curiously. Before she could reply, however, Kelsey actually turned halfway in her seat to look at Amanda, her eyes wide in disbelief. It seemed like she was staring at Amanda's hands. "Kel, watch the damn road!" I hissed, frantically grabbing the steering wheel to prevent us from crashing into anything. My sister quickly returned her gaze to the front, then giggled. "Sorry. Like Amanda, I just thought you'd gone and..." "What? And what?" I asked, still not getting it. "Bought a ring," Amanda said, a beautiful smile on her face. "Ring? What kind of ... oh!" I said before finally getting it, gaping at her in disbelief. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you think that ... you know." She nodded at me and reached out to touch my cheek, gently caressing it. "I know. Believe me, I wasn't upset. To be honest, I was kind of relieved when I saw that it was just a piece of chocolate cake. I had been getting a little worried when I saw what kind of fancy place you were taking me to." "You were?" She nodded quite vigorously. "I love you, Damon, but I'm nowhere near ready to get married yet. I want to be out of college, at least, before I turn into a soccer mom!" "You are way too hot to ever devolve into a soccer mom," I grinned. "Yeah, right!" she scoffed. "That's what all cheerleaders think. Then they get married, and before they know it they're wearing sweat pants while buying diapers at Walmart!" Both Kelsey and I laughed delightedly at that, and Amanda had a big grin on her face. "You'd still look amazing in sweats," I assured her. "Awww, you're such a sweetie," Amanda said, leaning forward and giving me a kiss on my cheek. I relaxed back into my seat, only occasionally flinching because of Kelsey's driving, and enjoyed Amanda's hands softly rubbing all over my shoulders. Kelsey managed to get us off the highway without incident, after which we took a long, winding road through some very scenic areas. I caught an occasional glimpse of multi-million dollar homes and knew we were going into the very rich part of the county. Kelsey was singing while she drove, the far less crowded road obviously being much more to her liking, and I smiled at her as I listened to her beautiful voice. She seemed so wonderfully happy, and I vowed that I'd never let anything upset that happiness again. I felt pretty much the same way she did, with the two most amazing girls in the world both in love with me. After about another twenty minutes of driving through the picturesque countryside, we finally pulled up to a massive iron-wrought fence which had a security terminal and camera off to the side of it. Kelsey tried to pull up beside the terminal but took the turn too sharply to be able to reach it. She gave me a wry smile and got out, bending forward to look at the terminal and identify herself to the security people. Both Amanda and I grinned excitedly at the sight of Kelsey's ass in her terrifically tight jeans. The gate rumbled open smoothly a few seconds later, and Kelsey turned around, smiling as she saw us staring at her. "Did you two like the view?" "Better than anything else I've seen along this road," I grinned lecherously at her. My sister giggled as she got back in the car, then leaned over to give me a kiss, both of us moaning deeply. "I love you!" she said brightly. "I love you too." I smiled. "But we better get going, before the security guys wonder why we're still standing here." "If you two were in view of the camera while doing that, those guys will have quite a story to tell when the next shift comes on!" Amanda grinned. Kelsey laughed and blushed, putting the car into first gear and plowing on the gas, the powerful V8 causing my rear wheels to throw up a huge spray of stones. She glared in the rear view mirror and muttered to herself inaudibly. After passing through the gate, we drove through some amazing parkland, which came complete with a well-kept lake and extensive woodlands. A few minutes later, we saw a woman riding a horse across a trail that nearly intersected the road. She waved at us as we passed by, and I politely waved back. "That's Stacey's mom," Amanda explained, pointing at her. "She loves to ride around their land." "How much land do they have?" I asked. "Something like two thousand acres or so, I believe." Amanda shrugged. "I don't think they really even know. It might be a lot bigger." I shook my head in disbelief as I gawked at the beautiful scenery. The mere idea of living like this was so far beyond my comprehension that I had difficulty convincing myself what I saw was real. We finally pulled up to the mansion proper, though not before we passed another checkpoint. The guard smiled at Kelsey and Amanda, greeting them by name, then asked if my sister had bought herself a new car. She explained that it was my car, and he nodded at me politely before waving us through. "I guess they're expecting us?" I asked, a little surprised that the guard didn't have to cross our names off a list, or call someone to verify we were allowed inside or something. "Amanda, Carynne and I are free to come and go; Stacey arranged that after the third or fourth time we came to visit. The guards just have to make sure it's really us," Kelsey answered as she drove onto a large plaza in front of the most palatial mansion I had ever seen, putting my Mustang right next to what seemed like Carynne's Spider. "What about Mikaela?" I asked out of simple curiosity. "She's only been here a few times, but I think Stacey gave her a free pass too. You'd have to ask her." I got out of my car and soon realized that the word palatial was wholly inadequate for the house. Just beyond the plaza was a giant marble stairwell, easily wide enough for fifty people to walk side by side. It slowly curved inwards towards the top, approximately two dozen steps up, where the main entrance to the house was located on a huge landing, with several magnificent, upswept columns supporting a second story balcony above. To my surprise, the house was only two stories tall, but as I let my gaze drift off to the sides I realized that there was no purpose in there being any more floors, since the house extended almost as far as the eye could see. Off to the right, it continued to a section which was slightly elevated compared to the main entrance, with a wrap around porch and several balconies on the second floor. To the left, the house seemed to sink several feet before continuing off into the woodlands. I counted at least nine dormer windows on the roof and guessed there would probably be more that I was unable to see. I stood stupefied as I gawked at the size of the place. I had no idea how far back it reached, of course, but even if it only went something like thirty feet, it would still be about a hundred times the size of my parents' house. I tried to make out what material the house was made off, but couldn't really figure it out. It closely resembled stucco, but seemed of a far finer and more defined texture. It looked absolutely beautiful, the color somewhere between a dark beige and soft brown, in what I guessed was a Mediterranean style. We were about to go up the stairs when another car pulled up, and I turned around to see who it was. When I saw Jonathan step out of the car, along with another man who I assumed was also a bodyguard, I told the girls to go on ahead without me. I walked up to Jonathan with a smile, extending my hand. He gave me a polite smile in return and firmly shook my hand; I had to resist the urge to grimace at his powerful grip. I considered myself in great shape, but I knew he could fold me like a fucking pretzel if he wanted to. "Damon, how are you?" he asked, nodding at me. "I'm great, which is kind of what I wanted to talk to you about. I never got a chance to thank you for saving our asses at Lookout Point." He shrugged. "Just doing my job. Sta ... Miss Winterton used her panic button, at which point we have orders to secure her no matter what. Those idiots got in the way." "Well, I appreciate it anyways," I said. "Speaking of Stacey, aren't you supposed to be with her at all times?" "We were with her while she watched you swim this morning, but once she's home Estate Security takes over the responsibility of guarding her. We do it that way so we don't step on each other's toes." "That makes sense," I said, figuring they knew what they were doing. "So is she here already?" He nodded. "Yeah, the backup team escorted her home and reported her safely turned over about an hour ago. I stayed in town to take care of a few things." "Like what?" I asked, not even giving it any thought. I immediately turned red and stammered, "Shit, sorry, that's none of my business. Forget I said anything." He gave me a calculating state. "I suppose it wouldn't hurt to tell you since it does concern you, after all." "What?" I asked, frowning in confusion. "Let's just say that I made sure that what happened at Lookout Point will stay at Lookout Point." I stared at him for several long moments, some fairly uneasy feelings creeping through my stomach. "You didn't ... hurt anyone, did you?" He shook his head. "Nothing of the kind, don't worry. I just made it clear to several people that Stacey would be very unhappy if word should leak out about certain things that took place out there." "You didn't have to do that, you know." He shrugged again. "Stacey asked me to, and I didn't see anything wrong with just having a little chat with a few guys." I smiled at him as he forgot to call her Miss Winterton that time. I wondered if I'd ever forget to properly behave around Kelsey in front of others and reveal our secret that way. "Well, thanks, Jonathan. I appreciate it. I'm going to go up and find my sister." He nodded and shook my hand again. "Take care, Damon. By the way, that was a great race this morning. Very exciting." "You saw it?" "I was in the stands, yeah. I even rooted for you." I grinned at him. "Thanks man." "You bet," he said, then he turned away, walking off towards the garages over on the other side of the plaza. I felt my jaw drop as I counted no fewer than fourteen garage doors. Judging by their size, they were all doubles. I quickly jogged up the stairs and stared at the massive front door. It was an easy ten feet high and probably just as wide, made out of solid wood. Before I could even knock, an elderly gentleman opened it, nodding at me as he stepped out of the way so I could enter. "Hello sir. Miss Kelsey and Miss Amanda have gone upstairs to Miss Stacey's room. Do you know where it is?" "Eh, no, I don't," I said, somewhat absentmindedly, as I gawked at the incredible room. Everywhere I looked were signs of extreme luxury. Massive rugs were placed over the dark marble floor, and beautiful paintings adorned the walls. A giant chandelier, from what I could tell real crystal, hung from the ceiling and illuminated the entryway. Double staircases, made of a nicely contrasting pale marble, went upwards in a sweeping curve, one on either side of the massive entryway. The landing alone appeared to be the size of our entire house. "Melinda will show you the way, sir," the old man said kindly, motioning at a young woman who had walked up while I'd been staring at everything like a retard. I guessed she was a few years older than I was, and she was dressed in what I assumed was a modern maid's uniform. "This way, please," she said, giving me a wide smile. I smiled at her in return since she was very pretty, with golden blonde hair, an hourglass figure and a fabulous ass. I shook my head as I realized that I was checking her out. In all likelihood there were four cheerleaders in Stacey's room, each of them eager to get into my pants, and here I was, eyeing yet another girl. I sighed as Melinda preceded me onto the staircase. I was panting by the time we'd reached the top; my body was still exhausted from my record swim earlier. Though she smiled at me several times over her shoulder, Melinda didn't say anything as she led me through several richly appointed corridors and past at least twenty doors until we came to what I guessed was the back of the house. She finally stopped in front of a solid, red oak door that had the name "Stacey" scratched into it, rather crudely. I thanked her and knocked on the door, glancing curiously at the carving. It almost seemed like a child had done it. The door opened, and Carynne's face peeked out from behind it. "Oh, hey!" she smiled at me as she opened it further, allowing me inside. I kissed her forehead and stepped through the door. I let out a low whistle at the sight of Stacey's bedroom. It was a typical girl's room, with pink and pastel colors everywhere, plus lacy curtains and frilly cushions. It was also easily five times as large as my own bedroom, and it had several doors which I assumed led off to a bathroom and probably closets. There was a giant plasma screen, I guessed at least seventy inches in size, hanging on the wall, with a kick ass sound system accompanying it; several couches were situated around it to create a nice viewing area. She had enough comfortable looking couches and chairs around the rest of her room to seat over two dozen people. Finally, her bed was absolutely massive. It looked twice the size of a California King, standing at end of the room beneath several large windows which offered an absolutely stunning view onto the woodlands behind the house. Rows upon rows of pillows and stuffed animals covered the side of her bed nearest the windows. Of course, all of that paled in comparison to the sight of Kelsey standing in the middle of the room, totally naked, with Amanda and Stacey around her, each holding up a dress against my sister's curvy form. "You girls got started already, huh?" I teased. "You wish!" Stacey grinned. She was dressed in just a pair of mouthwateringly tight shorts and a pink tank top. "We're just trying to find the right dress for your sister for tonight." "Yeah, that's why I had to check to see who it was first; I didn't want the staff to see her naked," Carynne said, ducking her head under my arm and squeezing herself against me. The small goddess was wearing a maddeningly short skirt which didn't even cover all of her ass, and which showed off her perfectly formed legs. In addition, she wore a temptingly small, black tube top which nicely followed the curves of her tits. I gulped when I saw her nipples almost poke through the fabric. "I like what you're wearing," I breathed at her. She gave me a happy smile and licked her lips, even as she stared at me. "Amanda, do you think I can borrow your boyfriend for a little bit, while you're busy getting Kelsey dressed?" she asked, never taking her eyes off me. "You insatiable..." Amanda laughed, shaking her head in disbelief at Carynne's audacity. "Sure, why not. Just try to leave him in one piece, okay? I'm going to be very pissed at you if he can't walk tonight!" Carynne laughed delightedly even as she started pulling me towards Stacey's bed. "Please?" she asked, giving me her best seductive look. I felt my knees wobble at that look, but resisted slightly. She frowned at my hesitation, and I grinned at her. "It's not that I don't like where your head's at, honey, but I really need to eat before I let you ravage me. I'm weak as a newborn kitten right now." "Awwww!" Carynne pouted, quickly turning to Stacey. "Stace, can I take him to the kitchen and get him something to eat?" "I'll have them bring something up here, don't worry," Stacey said, even as she held up a beautiful, black satin dress against my sister's slender form. Imagining Kelsey's magnificent body in that dress made my cock twitch eagerly in my pants. As if her radar was attuned to it, Carynne immediately noticed my rising shaft, and she teasingly rubbed her hand over my bulge. "Oh, so you need food before you can have fun with me, but at the sight of your naked sister you immediately get hard, huh?" I gave her a somewhat apologetic shrug. "Can you blame me?" "No, not at all. I've been soaking wet ever since she took her clothes off," Carynne grinned. Kelsey looked over at us, giving us both an appreciative smile. "You're both so sweet. Once we're done with my dress, I'll be happy to join you." I took the time to look around a little more, marveling at the size and décor of Stacey's room. It was too girly for my taste, of course, but I admired the way she'd done everything. "I like your room, Stacey," I said after a few minutes. "Thank you," the gorgeous blonde said appreciatively, though her eyes and attention remained focused on my nude sister. "What's up with those scratches in your door though?" She actually blushed and gave me one of the cutest grins I'd ever seen. "I did that myself." "You did? Really?" She nodded. "Yeah, when I was eight. We had just finished expanding the house, and Mom and Dad allowed me to pick a room, so I picked this one. Roger immediately started complaining, saying that he wanted this room, and that it was way too big for a little girl anyways. Mom and Dad argued back and forth for a little bit, but they finally decided that I could have it. So the first thing I did was scratch my name in the door, to make sure that Roger wouldn't take my room away from me!" All of us laughed at Stacey's story, and I imagined her as a little girl, carving her name in the heavy wooden door while gleefully sticking her tongue out at her big brother. "What did your parents think about that?" Kelsey asked, still giggling. "Mom thought it was cute, but Daddy was pretty pissed. He took me into my room, and I thought for sure he was going to spank my bottom, so I put on my best boo-boo face and just gave him the cutest and saddest little puppy dog eyes, until he finally relented." "Boo-boo faces alway work great with dads!" my sister said, then she glanced over at me and gave me a naughty look. "Actually, they work with most boys period." "Really?" Carynne asked, looking very intrigued. She bit her lower lip, gave me a gorgeously seductive grin, then put on a boo-boo face for the ages, batting her eyes at me. "Damon ... will you please come to Stacey's bed with me?" I couldn't help but laugh, and though I didn't think I'd be able to keep up with the small sex goddess, I gave up resisting and quickly got dragged over to Stacey's bed where I sat down with a weary sigh. Carynne pushed me down onto my back, then she quickly mounted me. A small part of my mind noted that Stacey's mattress felt amazing. "I see you're not wa—" I began to say, before her mouth locked itself on mine, her tongue flashing across my lips and teeth. She was grinding herself against my cock, and despite my tiredness I felt it quickly rise to the occasion. I loved the feel of her tight little cunt rubbing on me, especially since she was obviously not wearing any panties underneath that ridiculously sexy skirt of hers. She hadn't been exaggerating about being soaking wet either, as I could already feel her juices through my jeans. "Damn, you feel so good," I groaned at her. Her answering smile practically melted my heart. Fuck, she was gorgeous. I wondered how four such impossibly beautiful girls could ever have happened to get on the same cheerleading squad together, much less actually all be into fucking each other, but Carynne kissed me again, and those thoughts quickly vanished. "So, Carynne, tell me," I said once she let go of our kiss after a few moments. "Tell you what? That I wanna fuck you?" Carynne whispered in my ear after she let her tongue trail lewdly over my cheek. "I'd already guessed that," I grinned. "Smart boy. What then?" "Did you like fucking Amy?" I breathed. The thought of her and my sister fucking the little strawberry-blonde cheerleader still turned my insides to goo. Her grin practically split her entire face. "Yeah, I did. I loved watching her cum on Kelsey's tongue." We both glanced over at my sister, seeing Kel blush softly again, though she was giving us a wicked grin as well. "What were you doing to her while Kelsey ate her?" "Just kissing her, and teasing her little ass with the tip of my finger." "Did you put your finger inside her?" I asked, feeling my mouth water at the thought of Carynne fingering the small cheerleader's ass. "No, I didn't want to be too aggressive with her. I was worried we'd freak her out, and she'd run off." "I think we may have freaked her out anyways," Kelsey said. She was turning in front of Stacey and Amanda, showcasing the beautiful black satin dress. "Yeah, probably a little," Carynne said. "Why do you think that?" I asked. "Because she was very shy at school the next day, and she wouldn't even look at us." "Really? That sucks. Do you think she's angry or something?" The gorgeous little brunette shrugged on top of me. "Most girls are a little shy after their first time. She'll get over it." "And if not you'll fuck her over it, huh?" I grinned. She gave me a cute giggle, then I felt her reach down, rubbing her hand over my stomach until it got to my zipper. With obviously practiced ease she opened my zipper and my button, smoothly fishing my hard cock out of my boxers, then softly jerking it. While she did that, I grabbed the bottom edge of her tube top and lifted it until her tits with their awesomely hard nipples were exposed. Before I could even let out a moan at the wonderful feel of her hand, Carynne shifted slightly and slid her gloriously tight pussy onto my shaft. "Mmmm, yeah!" she grinned. Her cunt slid fully down onto my shaft until I was completely embedded inside her. "I've been wanting to fuck so badly all day!" "Why didn't you say something, silly?" Stacey asked while she was helping Kelsey put on the black satin dress. "I'd have gladly fucked you!" "Because I wanted a cock!" Carynne moaned. With my cock fully seated inside her, she started fucking me at an almost furious pace, bouncing her little slit up and down. Amanda giggled, though she gave Carynne a somewhat puzzled look. "You're never that picky about either a boy or girl fucking you, baby. So why did you want a cock so badly?" Carynne looked deep in my eyes, taking a few seconds to answer while she fucked me. It was probably the first time I'd ever really even noticed her eyes, and what a beautifully deep, almost Onyx-like black they were. In a way they reminded me of Kelsey's eyes when they got black, though fortunately with Carynne they weren't an indication of her being furiously angry. "Because seeing all those swimmers and their tight bodies turned me on so fucking much!" Carynne said huskily. I felt her squeeze her little cunt as she said it, and a shiver tore through me. She was riding me like crazy, her delicious pussy practically setting fire to my cock. "Ah, so that's why you're so desperate to fuck a swimmer, huh?" Amanda giggled. "Uh-huh," Carynne moaned. "I couldn't stop thinking about what it would be like to get fucked by all those guys!" Kelsey laughed happily. "You skank! You wanted to get gangbanged by all the swimmers?" "Yeah!" Carynne grinned. I grinned in mock outrage. "I feel so used!" "Get used to it. I'm gonna use you lots and lots more today," the wonderful little nymph moaned. As if to emphasize her words, she started fucking me even faster, her fantastic body practically jumping up and down on my cock. I, on the other hand, was barely even moving, the lethargy in me making it hard to meet Carynne's bounces. Fortunately she seemed more than capable of fucking for the both of us. Suddenly Carynne got a small, puzzled look to her face. "Huh? Why do you feel used?" she moaned, shivers of delight tearing through her delectable body. "Because you're fantasizing about all these other swimmers while you're fucking me!" I laughed. Her eyes sparkled with joy, and she bit my lower lip. "Don't be silly. You know I love riding that big fucking cock of yours!" She leaned her head back, her hair gently tousling down her back, then she increased her pace even more. "You're such a great fuck!" I put both my hands on her luscious little ass, lifting her skirt up just a little bit to expose it, then I firmly squeezed it. Her words and her actions were driving me nuts, but even though my cock was absolutely on fire, there were none of the usual signs that I was getting close to orgasm. I figured I was too exhausted to muster the energy to actually cum. Carynne had no such problem, obviously, as she furiously rode herself off. I glanced over at Amanda, seeing her stare at us with her lip caught between her teeth, and a beautiful flush on her face. She was obviously getting excited from watching us, and I saw her occasionally grind her palm over her jeans-clad pussy. Carynne's slit began squeezing and constricting on my shaft, and I knew she was just seconds away from cumming. With a huge effort I managed to sit up, tightly clenching her down on top of me. I leaned her backwards a little and locked my mouth on one of her thick, long nipples, biting down on it almost savagely. At the same time, I slid my middle finger inside her tight ass. "Oh fuck, Damon!" Carynne screamed, then she absolutely exploded in orgasm. She grabbed my hair with both her hands and seemed to want to yank my entire scalp off, causing me to actually wince in pain as she came. Creamy streams of her pussy juice began washing over my cock and slowly seeped down my balls. Her nipple seemed to grown even longer in my mouth, and her entire body just shuddered against me while she came, her cunt twitching over and over again. I moaned at the wonderful feel of her climax, and I somewhat angrily regretted the fact that I couldn't shoot my own jizz in her cunt while she came so powerfully. It seemed that even what little I had done for Carynne had drained my remaining energy to such a point that I actually had to fight to stay awake. My cock was starting to soften as well. Carynne grabbed my face, breaking the contact between my mouth and her nipple, and gave me a soul-stirring kiss while she just kept cumming. I figured her juice must have been coating Stacey's bed at that point, and I absolutely loved it. Finally she finished with a long, luxurious moan, her slender body relaxing in my arms. She purred against me for a long time, then gave me a huge, grateful smile. "Thank you!" she said softly. "You're welcome. You better thank my girlfriend too," I said. "Thank you, Amanda!" Carynne said loudly, blowing an air-kiss at my gorgeous girlfriend. "You're welcome, baby. You owe me one though!" Amanda said. "Mmmm, whenever you want!" Carynne giggled, before returning her attention to me. "I wanna fuck more," she breathed hotly. I wearily shook my head. "I can't, honey, I'm sorry. I'm just too tired." "What? No!" she said with the cutest look of disbelief I'd ever seen. "Can you at least cum? I want you to cum in me!" "I don't think I can," I said slowly. I looked down, Carynne's eyes following mine, and we both saw my now almost fully deflated cock slowly slipping out of her pussy. "How about if you lie down, and I just suck you off?" she almost begged. "That way you don't have to do anything. I'll just drink your cum instead!" I shook my head again. "It's not gonna happen until I eat, sweetie." Carynne pouted and slapped my shoulder. "You're no fun when you're tired!" she scolded. "Well, okay, actually you are a lot of fun, but not as much as when you're not hungry!" she quickly corrected after a second. I just pulled her face towards mine and kissed her. Amanda appeared beside us a few seconds later, and she asked, "Hey, can I kiss my boyfriend too?" Carynne and I both grinned, nodding in obvious approval. Amanda quickly joined her tongue to ours, and the three of us made out for awhile. "Can you fuck again?" Carynne asked mischievously after just a few minutes. "No," I chuckled, before our kissing resumed. A few more minutes passed, and Carynne broke the kiss again. "What about now?" I shook my head with a grin, then I suddenly stood up. Despite my weariness I still picked her up with ease and put her over my shoulder. She started giggling almost immediately and slapped my back with her small fists. "Put me down, you big dork!" "What do you think, girls? What should we do with her?" I asked the other girls, who were all grinning at me. "Spank her! Spank that little ass!" Kelsey suggested, giving me a wink. She and Stacey were making a small alteration to her dress, but both their attention seemed focused on Carynne and I. "Allow me," Amanda said before I could reply. She lifted up Carynne's short skirt, exposing the small goddess' pantiless ass, then absolutely unloaded on it with her open hand. The whack reverberated around the room and startled all of us. "OWWW! Amanda!" Carynne wailed, quivering in my arms. "You will behave yourself, you greedy little slut, or you don't get to have any of my boyfriend's cum! Do you understand me?" she said ominously. I knew she wasn't being serious because she had a huge smile on her face; however, Carynne couldn't see her, so she probably thought Amanda's anger was genuine. Amanda spanked Carynne's again when the she didn't reply fast enough. "Owww! Yes, Amanda, I'm sorry!" Carynne whimpered. "Yeah, I'll bet you are," Amanda grinned, then she leaned closer and teasingly licked her tongue over Carynne's perfect butt. Almost immediately the sensational brunette began to moan as my girlfriend's tongue slowly licked all over. Both Stacey and Kelsey were smiling and nodding at us, even as they kept working on my sister's dress. I saw Kelsey's eyes glow with lust, and I knew that if she wasn't being fitted, she'd happily join Amanda in munching on Carynne's ass. Carynne was purring loudly, her soft, pink butt glistening with Amanda's saliva as my girlfriend's tongue lapped at absolutely every exposed inch of Carynne's flesh. Finally, with an audible growl, Amanda grabbed both of Carynne's asscheeks, pulled them wide, then buried her face between them. I felt Carynne shiver with delight when Amanda's tongue started stabbing in her delicious cunt. "Oh fuck, Amanda, yes!" the small nymph moaned, trying to hump herself against both Amanda's tongue and my body. Before things could go any further, Stacey made a few final changes to Kelsey's dress, then she nodded with satisfaction and put it down on one of her many couches. "I think that will look amazing on you, Kel. Now it's Amanda's turn." Kelsey smiled happily and gave Stacey a huge hug, then she quickly came over towards us. "Can I join?" she asked breathlessly. Amanda gave Carynne a few last licks, then turned around. "No, let's leave her for now. It'll drive her crazy," she whispered with a wicked grin, soft enough that I knew Carynne wouldn't be able to hear. Kelsey looked disappointed for a few seconds, but that disappointment vanished rapidly when Amanda kissed her deeply. My two lovers made out for awhile, then Amanda began to strip, quickly taking off her jeans and turtleneck, after which she went to stand in front of Stacey. "Are you just going to leave me like this?" Carynne moaned in disbelief when she finally realized nobody was going to lick her pussy anymore. "Yup!" Amanda grinned after she took off her panties. "Maybe next time you'll mind your manners, little Miss Pushy!" "Amanda!" Carynne complained. "Quiet!" Kelsey grinned, slapping Carynne's ass hard. Carynne whimpered, and I felt her delicious body squirm against me. Kelsey moved behind me, and soon after I heard the sound of two girls kissing. It didn't last very long, Kelsey deliberately cutting the kiss short to leave Carynne near desperation. While that was going on, I stared in awe at every inch of Amanda's amazing, tanned body, wondering again how a girl could be so absolutely flawless. I noticed that Stacey was staring at my girlfriend with total devotion as well, and when Kelsey was done kissing Carynne, she also stared hungrily at her lover. Amanda saw all of us gawking at her, and she blushed softly. "Guys, will you stop it?" she complained, though she had the most lovely smile on her face. "We can't, honey. You're just too perfect," Stacey said softly, running her hands across Amanda's sides and marveling at the slope of her curves. Kelsey quickly joined Stacey in exploring Amanda's body with her hands, moving behind my girlfriend and reaching around to cup her tits, even as she ground her pussy against Amanda's ass. Kelsey locked her mouth on Amanda's neck and kissed her sensually; in response, Amanda leaned her head back and moaned. Stacey bent down a little and took Amanda's left nipple into her mouth, sucking it and tugging on it with her teeth, while Kelsey squeezed both Amanda's breasts, none too gently. "Hey, what about me?" Carynne moaned desperately. "I wanna play too!" "You don't get any for now, you're way too pushy," Stacey grinned. "Amanda even said so." "But ... Stacey!" Carynne pouted. "Complaining won't do you any good either. This is my room, you get some when I say you can get some," Stacey grinned with an evil look on her face. "Oh! I am so going to get her for this," Carynne whispered ominously. "And you're going to help me." I laughed and shook my head. "Why would I do that? All I'd do is piss her off, and then she won't get me anything to eat!" I whispered back, quiet enough so that the other girls couldn't hear me. "No, it won't piss her off, trust me. She'll love it. It will make her cum like she's never cum before," Carynne said. She squirmed on my shoulder until she was almost upright in my arms; then, she teasingly nibbled on my earlobe. "I'm going to make her scream when she cums!" "Mmmm, that does sound good," I admitted. Visions of Carynne absolutely fucking Stacey to shreds floated through my mind, and I shivered in delight just trying to imagine all the things that the insatiable nymph could do to a willing, female body. "Okay, you've got a deal." "Good," Carynne said delightedly. "Now can you let me down, please? My back's starting to hurt, and the only time I enjoy that is when I'm being plowed into a mattress by a sexy swimmer." I laughed as I put the gorgeous cheerleader down, though not before she snuck in another big kiss, her tongue pushing deep into my mouth. My cock bumped against her tummy, and she quickly reached down and grabbed it, giving it another few tugs. Though her hand felt wonderful as always, my cock was united with my stomach in a demand for food. "Sorry," I said apologetically. "I swear it's not you." "I know. It's okay, I'll get you again after you eat," Carynne grinned. "I really enjoyed fucking you, Carynne. You're amazing," I said, still wanting to reassure her. "Mmmm, I love fucking you too. Amanda and Kelsey are so lucky! Are you sure you can't handle three girlfriends?" she teased. "I promise I wouldn't fuck you to death. At least, not that often." I laughed loudly at the crooked little smirk on her lips. "I think I'm fine with just having to satisfy you only occasionally, to be honest." "Wimp!" she giggled. She wormed her way under my arm, and we both looked over at the other girls. Amanda seemed lost in a world of pleasure as Stacey and Kelsey's hands and mouths were exploring her body. After a few more kisses, Stacey slowly started sinking to her knees, but right before she could lock her mouth on Amanda's pussy, Amanda stopped her. "Wait, stop. Let's get this dress done first!" she said, her breathing heavy and her voice sounding a little ragged. "If we start fooling around now we won't stop until it's time to go." "What makes you say that?" Stacey grinned slyly. "Because the last time we were all here and started getting all touchy, we didn't stop until like two in the morning!" "Mmmm, but it was so delicious!" Stacey laughed. Still, she got up and gave Amanda a soft kiss before walking off to one of her closets. "Okay, baby, we'll do your dress first." Amanda nodded as she drew in several deep breaths, getting herself back under control. Kelsey let go of her with noticeable reluctance and gave her one last kiss, then she joined Stacey in her closet, presumably to help pick out a dress for Amanda. Amanda looked at Carynne and beckoned the small beauty over. Carynne took a few hesitant steps towards her, then stopped. "You're not gonna spank me again, are you?" she asked a little hesitantly. "My butt's still glowing from that whack you gave me!" Amanda shook her head with a little grin. "You love that your butt's glowing, but no, I won't. Please?" Carynne walked up to Amanda, then she got absolutely engulfed in a huge hug. "I wanted to make sure you knew I was just teasing you earlier," Amanda said. Carynne smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I know." "Good. I didn't want you to think I'd suddenly turned into this selfish bitch who won't share with my best friends or who wants all the fun for herself." "I know you're not. Besides, you know I love being teased. I'm so horny right now I'm about to explode, so whoever winds up in my hands later is going to get it!" Carynne grinned. "I think I have a fairly good idea of who's going to get it," Amanda said, giving me a knowing look. "I didn't say it was him ... necessarily!" Carynne giggled, slapping Amanda's naked butt. I loved how all the girls just enjoyed spanking each other. The mere sight of seeing them slap each other's asses turned my entire body to jelly. Amanda's eyes turned smoky, and she gave Carynne a deep kiss. "Mmmm, this is going to be a great afternoon," my girlfriend sighed happily. "Oh yeah!" Carynne agreed. "What are you two going on about?" Stacey asked when she and my sister came out of the closet, each carrying an armful of dresses. "We just said it was going to be a fun afternoon," Carynne said. "Oh, you can be sure of that. And the evening will be even better," Stacey added. The four girls grinned at one another with delighted looks. "It's just too bad Mikaela couldn't be here," Kelsey said, somewhat sadly. "Yeah, I know." Stacey nodded. "We'll make it up to her some other time." "Are all those dresses yours, Stacey?" I asked, looking in amazement at the pile of clothes she and my sister were delicately draping over one of her couches. "Uh-huh," she said. "I spend most of my weekly allowance on clothes. There are two designers in L.A. who simply send me all their new stuff every week." "You buy twenty grand worth of clothes a week?" I gasped. She gave me a peculiar look for a moment. "No ... why do you ... Oh! No, that's my trust fund. That just goes into my money market account. I hardly ever touch that. I spend my allowance on clothes." "You get an allowance too?" "Yeah?" she said, obviously not getting my confusion. I shook my head with a grin. "Never mind. I do wonder something though ... I mean, the girls aren't your size, so why would your dresses fit them?" "I don't just buy stuff for myself, remember?" Stacey said. "Whenever I see something that's really cute or beautiful, or something that I think would look good on any of them, I just buy it in their sizes, then I hang it in my closet until the right occasion comes along for them to wear it. Like tonight." "You know all their sizes?" All the girls giggled at that, looking at me fondly as if I was a simpleton that just didn't get it. I felt myself start to blush quite heavily. "Of course I do," Stacey grinned. "I've explored every inch of their bodies with my hands and my tongue, so you think I don't know their exact measurements? Or where their curves start and how far they go? And where all their tenderest spots are? I know exactly where to lick your little sister to make her turn to jelly in my hands." Kelsey moaned softly, and I felt myself shiver with excitement at the thought of Stacey licking my sister's naked body until she came. For some reason, the thought of that also made my stomach growl loudly. Stacey laughed and walked over to her bed. "I guess I'd better deal with that first. How hungry are you?" I simply smiled at her, waiting a few seconds before my stomach growled again, much louder this time. All the girls snickered at my complaining tummy. "Very hungry, I see," she giggled. She grabbed a cordless receiver from her nightstand and hit a quick button combo, pausing for a few seconds. "Hi Mrs. Randall. Could you please make some lunch for me and my friends? Well, me and the girls, but Kelsey's brother is also here, and he eats for about a dozen of us ... What? Oh yeah, that sounds great. Okay, thank you!" She put her phone down again and smiled at me. "It should be here in a little while." "Thanks!" I said appreciatively. "I don't eat for a dozen of you, though!" "You're right. I should probably call her back and say two dozen, huh?" Stacey teased. I grinned and winked at her, then I sat down in one of her couches, mentally noting just how comfortable it was. Kelsey quickly came over and sat down beside me, cuddling up as close as she could without actually mounting me, while Stacey went over to Amanda and began the dress matching process all over again. Carynne looked a little torn between sitting with me and Kelsey or helping Stacey out with Amanda, eventually deciding on the latter. I wrapped my arm around my sister and sank down deeply into the couch, wrapping my legs beneath me and giving my sister a soft kiss. I loved the feel of her naked body against me and wished I had the energy to just jump her bones, even as she moaned against me and let her hands run through my hair. We smiled at each other and relaxed, watching Amanda's magnificent, naked body. After a few moments, Kelsey began to gently stroke my cock, which was still hanging out of my pants. A few seconds later, she bent down and sucked it into her mouth. "Oh fuck, Kel," I groaned. Even though my cock didn't seem inclined to get going again, it still felt fucking wonderful. Kelsey sucked for a few moments, her tongue slurping all over my shaft, then she let it pop out of her mouth and cleaned my balls with her tongue. Finally she sat back up and moaned. "Mmmm, she tastes great." "Carynne, you mean?" "Uh-huh. The lucky little slut. I want to fuck you so badly," my sister moaned, letting her tongue run across my ear. "I know, I want to fuck you too," I sighed. "But I really, really need to eat first. I'm sorry, I just don't have the energy." "It's okay, I know that you're exhausted from your meet this morning. And you'll probably have to eat double, huh?" I gave her a puzzled glance. "Double? Why?" She grinned at me. "Well, first of all you need to replenish what you lost this morning. And then you have to eat to be able to keep up with us this afternoon!" I felt my throat go absolutely dry, and I got a severe case of cotton mouth; I wiped my tongue around on the inside, trying to get a little bit of moisture back into it. Kelsey smiled as she saw me struggle to speak. Finally I managed to squeak out, "All of ... are you talking about all four of you? At once?" She nodded, not saying anything, and instead just giving me a sweet smile. "I don't know if I'll be able to keep up," I said, feeling more than a little worried. Carynne alone would shred me, and Amanda and Kelsey had already wiped me out several times without seeming to get at all tired. The thought of trying to take on the three of them, and then throwing in a fourth goddess who I figured was likely even more horny than the rest of them, suddenly threw up a very startlingly clear image of my funeral in my mind. Kelsey gave me a soft kiss. "That's okay, we can entertain ourselves while giving you some time to rest in between. Watching us fuck each other should help with your recovery anyways, hmm?" "I died, didn't I?" I asked, my tone serious. She gave me a cute grin. "What?" "When Jeff and his buddies beat me up in front of the sorority house, they killed me, and I went to Heaven. I've been thinking that for the past few days now. That's the only explanation why all of this is happening to me. I'm in Heaven. I gotta be." Kelsey stared at me for a few seconds, then she burst into delighted giggles. She held her hand against her mouth even as she laughed, looking at me several times and then closing her eyes, not able to restrain herself. I just stared back at her, a big grin on my face. Finally she got her laughter under control, and she looked at me again. "Do you seriously mean that?" I nodded. "You're such a doofus! But no, sweet brother, you didn't die. You're still here on Earth, getting your brains fucked out by a bunch of hot, horny girls." "It sure feels like Heaven to me," I grinned. "What did I do to deserve all this?" Kelsey shrugged. "You're a sweet, caring, terrific guy; what more is there?" "You're the best sister ever; in the history of sisters, and the history of ever." Kelsey's smile was beautiful as she snuggled up against me again. "Thank you, Damon. I think you're the most amazing brother a girl could ever want, too." I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her even closer to me, kissing the top of her head. Meanwhile, Stacey was holding up different dresses against Amanda's perfect body, occasionally going back into her closet and coming back out with even more. Carynne made approving or disapproving comments on each, occasionally moving or altering something, or making Amanda take on a slightly different pose so she could judge the look better. Finally the two girls settled on what I could only describe as a sheer white silk sheath, that appeared to be on the verge of being completely see-through. Amanda blushed brightly when Stacey held it up against her, turning her head to us as if to ask us what we thought about it. "Oh my God, that is so hot," Kelsey growled. "You gotta wear that, Amanda, please!" I couldn't even say anything, just sitting there, stupefied, at the thought of seeing Amanda in such a dress. Carynne and Stacey also added their encouragements, until eventually Amanda relented, nodding a little shyly. Stacey hugged my girlfriend and gave her a deep kiss, then a knock on the door interrupted us. "Just a minute!" Stacey called out. Amanda quickly ran into a closet to hide, and Kelsey joined her not a second later. Stacey waited until her friends were well out of sight, then she opened the door. Melinda entered with a rolling table which was absolutely overloaded with food. My stomach practically leaped out of my body at the sight of all the sandwiches, soups, fresh fruit, grilled chicken and more. "Anything else I can get for you, Stacey?" Melinda asked, smiling at Stacey and Carynne both. "No, thank you, sweetheart," Stacey said. "Will you thank Mrs. Randall for us too, please?" "Of course," Melinda said. Seeing that we didn't require anything else, she turned around and left the room, pulling the door shut behind her. Carynne was giving Stacey a peculiar look while Kelsey and Amanda came out of the closet. "What?" Stacey asked the little brunette. "What was with all the sweetheart and first name stuff? Don't tell me you've gotten into her pants?" Stacey blushed but shook her head. "No, I haven't. I'd love to, don't get me wrong, but she's more like a big sister to me. She's so sweet, and she absolutely loves to talk; she'll come over to my room at night, and we'll just sit here and talk for hours. It's been so nice to have someone like that around the house. I keep pestering Daddy almost every day to give her a raise." "Does he?" I asked even as my stomach growled thunderously at the sight and smell of the food. "I think he has a few times, but probably not every day," she giggled. "If he did, she'd be making like five million dollars a month by now! I just love her so much, I don't ever want her to leave." "She's pretty new to the staff, isn't she?" Kelsey asked. "I've only seen her a few times." Stacey nodded. "Yeah, she joined a little over two months ago. She says it's just a temporary job to help her build up some cash before she goes back to college next semester. I wish she'd stay forever." "Do you not have a sister, Stacey?" I asked curiously. "No, just three brothers," she sighed. "That's why I love having these three around me so much, because I really like girls." "Yeah, we know you do!" Kelsey grinned, causing Amanda and Carynne to burst into giggles. Stacey stuck her tongue out at my sister which just caused even more laughter all around. "Okay, come on you guys, let's eat," Stacey said happily. She began pouring glasses of iced fruit punch for us, while the rest of us descended on the table of food like a pack of hungry vultures. Like a true gentleman I let the girls go first, entertaining myself by watching Amanda and Kelsey's naked bodies as they took a few pieces of fresh fruit, shared a sandwich and took a small cup of soup each. Carynne didn't take much more than they had, though she did grab one of the chicken breasts, and Stacey satisfied herself with a club sandwich and a large bowl of chicken soup. "Is the rest all for me?" I grinned happily, surveying all the food that was left. "If you want it, sure, knock yourself out!" Stacey grinned. "But this really is about a dozen people worth of food, so you can't seriously be thinking about eating all of that?" "You have no idea how much energy I burned swimming this morning, did you?" I said, digging in eagerly. "And more when he fucked me!" Carynne said with a devastatingly sexy smile that nearly made my knees buckle. I started myself off with three sandwiches, a bowl of soup, two chicken breasts and a plate full of fresh fruit. I was about to walk back to my couch, when my eye fell on something big and red. "Is that lobster?" Stacey nodded. "We had a lot left over from last night. Mrs. Randall asked if we wanted it." "Wow, I haven't had lobster in forever," I said, tearing several legs off. I tried to juggle all my food, and Stacey quickly lent me a hand, probably not wanting me to dump it all over her carpet. We stashed all my loot on a small table near the couch, and I sat down with an exaggerated sigh, grabbing the plate of meat. I voraciously sank my teeth into the food, making absolutely short work of it. While the girls entertained themselves by dressing Carynne, who had also stripped naked for the occasion, I made two more trips to the food table, devouring all the remaining chicken and most of the lobster. I washed it down with another bowl of soup and had two sandwiches as dessert. With my stomach utterly, completely full, I sank back down into the couch. Seeing that the girls were still fussing about their dresses, I closed my eyes to rest them just briefly and promptly fell asleep in a few seconds. ------- A wonderfully warm and wet feeling spread through my consciousness as I drifted in that half haze where I was never sure if I was asleep or not. I was having a fairly nice dream about naked cheerleaders, though they kept running away every time I came near them which made it less awesome than it really should have been. Finally, the feelings coursing through me were too much to ignore any further, and I awoke with a start, sitting up straight on the incredibly comfortable couch. It took me a few seconds to get my bearings, then I remembered I was in Stacey's room. For some reason, it took me another few seconds to realize my sister's head was bobbing in my lap, and my cock was buried deep inside her mouth. "Oh Kel, that feels so good," I groaned. I put my hand in her hair, softly trailing my fingers through her locks. "Do you like that?" she grinned as she looked up at me, those gorgeous light blue eyes of hers absolutely shimmering with her own desire. "Of course I do. I love everything you do!" I said earnestly, looking around for the other girls. When I didn't see them, I asked, "Where is everyone?" "They're downstairs with Mrs. Randall. Amanda's and Carynne's dresses needed some small alterations, and she's just wonderful with a sewing machine." She took a deep breath and buried my shaft in her mouth again, wetly sucking on it. My cock was trembling at how hot her mouth felt, and she was doing a great job at making me lose my mind. "And you just decided to stay here and play with me?" I asked after moaning for several long moments. "Uh-huh. Well, I'd gone downstairs too, but decided to come back up here and fuck you, so I said I had to go to the bathroom," Kelsey said, letting my cock pop out of her mouth for a few seconds before slurping it back inside. "They're going to suspect when you don't come back." Kelsey grinned around my cock and just shrugged, continuing her wonderful sucking. I rested my head against the back of the couch and slowly began to thrust my shaft in and out of her mouth, grunting at the wonderful feeling. She was so unbelievably divine, and I again wondered how I had ever gotten lucky enough to have this happen to me. "How long was I asleep?" I asked in between moans while my cock started oozing precum. "About an hour and a half or so," Kelsey said, letting my cock slip from her mouth with a delightful slurp. "Are you going to keep asking silly questions, or are you going to fuck me?" "Careful, sis," I said teasingly. "Talk like that is going to get that exquisitely hot body of yours into trouble." "Mmmm, good! I want to be in trouble! I want you to shoot big, gooey loads of trouble right into my pussy!" We both grinned at each other, and I scooted up, lifting my ass off the couch. Kelsey immediately began to tug on my jeans, almost ripping them off me. My boxers followed a few seconds later, and she climbed up into my lap, my cock jumping at the feel and sight of her naked body getting on top of me. I pulled my t-shirt off and threw it over the back of the couch while Kelsey guided my cock to her amazing cunt. "Oh, fuck!" we both groaned as my sister sank down on my shaft, her juicy hole smoothly swallowing my cock. Our mouths locked against each other, and we kissed almost ferociously once Kelsey began to bounce up and down in my lap. "God, Kel, I can't believe how wet you are!" I groaned at the feel of her juicy slit squelching on my cock. "Well, I've been out of my mind horny since yesterday," she grinned. I got a big frown on my face and was about to apologize again, when she pressed her lips against mine. "Sshhh, don't say anything. I didn't mean it as an accusation. Just fuck me," she moaned. I put my hands on her incredible ass, squeezing it firmly, and I continued to thrust my cock inside her cunt. I leaned back as far as I could in the couch, but couldn't quite get into the position I wanted, so instead I put my hands underneath her ass and slowly stood up, though with a bit of a groan. "If you dare call me fat again, I swear I'm breaking your cock off in my pussy!" Kelsey warned with a sassy grin on her face. I couldn't help laughing at that. "My cock probably thinks that that is a wonderful idea!" I grinned. Her eyes twinkled brightly, and she wrapped her arms around my neck to kiss me; I moaned when I felt her tongue slip into my mouth. I slowly began to pull my sister up and down on my cock, loving the feel of penetrating her from this angle. She was already marvelously tight, and the angle just added another layer of friction to her cunt that threatened to make me blow my load inside her in no time. "Put me down, I want to feel you pound me," Kelsey moaned. "On the floor?" I asked. "No, on the bed!" she said, her voice sounding desperate. "Won't Stacey mind?" "Nuh-uh. And even if she does, we'll just fuck her until she can't talk anymore! Damon, pound me, please, I want to cum so bad!" I was utterly incapable of resisting my sister's pleading voice and gently put her down gently on the bed with my cock still buried inside her. We both slithered and wriggled until we were fully on the bed, and I felt her wrap her legs around my ass, squeezing me with her powerful leg muscles. Again I marveled at how wonderful Stacey's mattress felt; perfectly soft, yet firm at the same time. It was as if it was deliberately made to fuck your sister and her friends on, and I planned to put it to good use again. "Do it. Fuck me!" Kelsey moaned. I set myself above her, catching my breath for a second before I began to totally jackhammer into her cunt, plowing my cock up and down so quickly that it was barely more than a blur. Kelsey's mouth opened with pleasure at the first thrust, but when I rapidly increased my pace it turned into an O of absolute joy, her body tensing up underneath me and her back arching as she closed her eyes and let out a long, loud moan of delight. Unbelievably, she was already cumming! "Oh God, Damon!" she screamed. I grinned at her as I continued to fuck her relentlessly, my cock forcing her squeezing cunt open on every stroke. Kelsey's first squirt was so powerful and so constricted by my cock inside her tight pussy, that it appeared to spray clear across the room. Several more streams escaped out of her slit, drenching my stomach and my balls, and I shoved my tongue inside my sister's mouth, wanting to completely own her. Kelsey moaned into my mouth, clenching her arms around my neck as fiercely as her legs were clamping against my ass, even while she kept cumming, another spray of her juice gushing out of her. The sopping noises coming out of her pussy were the things of my hottest dreams. I plowed on with a delighted grin, loving how fucking hard my sister came, until her body finally sank into post-orgasmic bliss. Soft moans were coming from somewhere within my sister's throat. "Are you okay, Kel?" I asked happily. She grunted a barely audible reply while her sexy body kept accepting my thrusts, her glorious pussy clenching and squeezing on my shaft. "Well, well, well, look what I just found on my bed! It must be my lucky day!" Stacey's voice came from behind us, sounding very excited and happy. I heard Amanda and Carynne giggle as they closed the door behind them. I turned to smile at them over my shoulder, then I moaned when I watched the three girls take off their clothes in absolute record time; they were all naked before they were even halfway over to the bed. My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets at the sight of three such stupendously gorgeous girls, naked, coming straight at me. Stacey jumped up behind me, pressing her tits against my back and putting her lips on my neck, sucking fiercely. Amanda came up to me from the right, kissing me on my cheek while guiding my fingers straight towards her pussy. Carynne, meanwhile, lay down and put her face just a few inches away from Kelsey's, softly kissing her and waiting for her to recover from her massive orgasm. She let her fingers trail gently over my sister's perspiring tummy. "You know what the price is for fucking on my bed when I'm not here, right?" Stacey whispered sultrily in my ear. "I can guess, yeah," I grinned. "Does it involve my cock? And your pussy?" "Uh-huh. The three of them have already had your cum, in every one of their holes, while I haven't even had a chance to simply taste it yet!" "Yeah you have! You sucked it out of my pussy at Lookout Point," Amanda reminded her. "And here I was hoping you wouldn't remember that!" Stacey giggled. "Like I'd forget!" Amanda laughed. The two wonderful girls grinned at each other while their mouths kept teasing my face and neck. My fingers had slipped inside Amanda's juicy little pussy, and I eagerly drove them in and out of her slit, moaning when I felt how wet she was. I reached behind me and searched for Stacey's cleft with my left hand, the tall blonde scooting up a little bit and lowering it against my probing fingers. Without hesitation, I sank my fingers inside her cunt as well. "Jesus Christ, this is so unreal," I groaned. I was slowly droving my shaft in my sister's cunt while fingering two of her best friends! I began to wonder if I should go over to Jeff's house and thank him for killing me. Heaven was the best! Amanda leaned in close and locked her mouth on mine, both of us groaning at the kiss. I looked deep into her wonderful eyes, clearly seeing her love for me in them. I tried to return the feeling through my own eyes. "Are you okay with this?" I asked softly, whispering in her ear. "I am, don't worry," Amanda said with a smile. "I want to watch you get ravaged by all four of us." "Try not to kill me?" I said in my best attempt at a sad, trembling voice. My leering smirk probably ruined the effect somewhat. She gave me an evil grin. "We won't kill you, but I can't make any promises about not crippling you!" I laughed as I jabbed both sets of fingers deeper inside the pussies they were buried in, and Stacey and Amanda groaned simultaneously in response. I loved how juicy and horny they both were, their tight slits practically scalding my fingers. Carynne and Kelsey were making out right in front of my eyes, and my cock jumped at the sight, grinding in Kelsey's slit. Watching girls going at each other always drove me crazy, and having one of them being my sister just made it so much hotter. Stacey leaned closer against me and put her ear against my mouth. "I want you to fuck your sister up her ass." I grinned at her. "You do, huh?" She nodded, even as she licked her lips. "I want to see that hot little slut get fucked in the ass by her own brother. Just the thought drives me fucking crazy!" I swallowed deeply, then pulled my cock out of my sister's cunt, smiling at her little whimper of disappointment. I pulled my fingers out of Stacey and Amanda's pussies, grabbing my cock in my fist; I aimed it a little lower, probing against Kelsey's wonderful asshole. "Mmmm, yeah," Amanda moaned beside me, her voice shivering with her own longing. "Do her Damon! Fuck her in the ass!" "Oh God!" Kelsey moaned when she felt me start to push against her butt. "You want it, baby? You do, don't you?" Stacey purred at my sister. "Tell me you want it. Tell me you want your own brother's cock up that fucking magnificent ass of yours!" Kelsey moaned for a few seconds, then muttered something which vaguely sounded like yes. "I can't hear you, honey," Stacey teased. "I want him to fuck my ass!" my sister growled, and I practically felt my heart stop. "Mmmm, you slut!" Stacey grinned. "You're going to let your own brother fuck your asshole? You're such a dirty girl!" Kelsey gave her a naughty grin and nodded. "I am a dirty girl. A dirty slut. You made me this dirty!" Stacey didn't say anything but proudly grinned at my sister. The sight of both their delicious grins made my cock twitch furiously. I hoped it'd last until I was at least buried all the way in my sister's ass, because it felt like it would cum if someone were to just breathe on it. "Get on your hands and knees, Kel," Stacey said sultrily. "I want to watch him do you doggie." My sister smiled, her eyes flashing with lust, having fully recovered from her earlier orgasm, and she was obviously eager to get more. She got up nimbly and turned around, putting herself down on her knees and elbows. She looked at Stacey and I over her shoulder and moaned, "Fuck me. Fuck my ass, please!" "Do it Damon!" Stacey hissed in my ear, her teeth tugging on my earlobe. "Fuck her ass!" I put my cock against my sister's ass and pushed forward, her tightness again resisting me. Even as I was trying to go up her ass, Kelsey pulled Carynne right in front of her and buried her face in her friend's cunt. Carynne groaned loudly when my sister began to eat her out with deliciously loud moans and slurps. The sounds of my sister's tongue slithering through her friend's pussy were like fuel on the fire of lust that was incinerating my soul. I pushed and prodded for a few more seconds, then I pulled back, not wanting to hurt Kelsey. "Stacey, do you have some conditioner?" I asked. Amanda quickly grabbed my cock and jerked it a few times to make sure I stayed hard. "Conditioner? For what?" Stacey asked, puzzled. "Is your hair a little frizzy?" "Very funny," I grinned. "I need lube to fuck that ridiculously tight ass of hers." "Why use something as crass as conditioner for that?" Stacey asked, licking my earlobe with her tongue. "I bet if we spank her, her ass will ease up a little!" No sooner had she said it, or Amanda's hand slapped down hard on Kelsey's rump, leaving a soft pink imprint. She was grinning wildly, her lower lip caught between her teeth again, while she was softly fingering her own pussy. "Oh, fuck!" Kelsey moaned, pulling her mouth off Carynne's juicy slit. Stacey crawled past me and slapped my sister's other cheek, a little firmer than Amanda had. "I love her ass. I love how perky and curvy it is. It's so fucking perfect for spanking!" Both of them spanked Kelsey's ass again, one after the other, and my sister began to shiver with pleasure, the stings on her ass slowly driving her crazy again. "This is what you get for fucking on my bed without my permission, Kelsey Richards!" Stacey grinned, her hand roughly slapping down on my sister's ass, the thwack reverberating around the room. "God!" Kelsey growled, her legs quivering. "I'm sorry, I just wanted him so badly!" "Well, you got him, didn't you? And now you're going to get punished for it," Stacey said. She was spanking my sister's ass over and over again with Amanda's hand occasionally joining in. Kelsey's ass was starting to look like a ripe peach, and her moans of joy were sending jolts of electricity through my spine. Stacey put her middle finger into her mouth and lewdly sucked on it, then she shoved it straight up Kelsey's ass in one smooth thrust. My sister squawked at the unexpected penetration. "You like having your ass played with, don't you?" Stacey asked. "Yes," my sister said, very softly. Stacey's spank was so hard I actually winced, seeing the bright red impact left behind on my sister's ass, even over the already reddening skin. Kelsey, however, just groaned harder, her lust apparently having already taken complete control of her. "I can't hear you, Kelsey!" Stacey giggled, rapidly jabbing her finger in and out of my sister's little fuckhole. "Yes!" Kel groaned. "I love it when you finger my ass!" "Do you want your brother to fuck it?" "Yes! Please, yes, let him fuck my ass!" Kelsey moaned deliriously, twisting her curvy ass in the air. Amanda grinned at me as she firmly tugged on my cock, and it staggered in her small fist. "Tell me how much you love it, baby girl," Stacey purred, slowly driving her finger in my sister's butt, while diddling Kelsey's clit with her free hand. "Oh God, it feels so good. I feel so dirty when he pounds my ass with that big cock of his! I love being nailed in my ass, it makes me feel so slutty!" Kelsey almost cried. "Do it, Damon," Stacey said seductively. "I'll need lube, trust me," I said. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt my sister, and that was exactly what was going to happen if I tried to fuck her ass dry. Stacey nodded and quickly jumped off her bed, going over to her nightstand and opening a drawer. She reached in and grabbed a small, bright red tube, yanking the cap off; then, she climbed back onto the bed, kneeling beside my sister again with a wicked grin on her face. "This stuff is much, much more fun to use than conditioner!" she said hotly, then squeezed out a large dollop of reddish goop over my sister's puckered little asshole. "What is that?" Amanda asked whileshe continued to stroke my cock softly. I had to gently restrain her hand since I was just inches away from cumming. She gave me a smile as she nodded, satisfying herself with just softly teasing my pole. "Edible lube," Stacey grinned, right before she bent down and started smearing the red lube over my sister's ass, using nothing but her tongue. "Uhhh, God, Stace!" Kelsey moaned at the feel of her friend's tongue darting across her asshole; she hissed even more sharply when Stacey actually slid her tongue inside. "Shit, that's so fucking hot," I groaned, watching Stacey eat my sister's ass with nothing short of absolute, delirious joy. She stabbed her tongue deep into my sister's little butt, then pulled it back out and just licked Kelsey's small star, moaning as she did so. "I love your ass, baby," Stacey groaned as she feasted on my sister's asshole, causing Kelsey to squirm and shiver with pleasure. Then Stacey shoved two fingers inside my sister's cunt, burying them to her knuckles, tormenting both Kelsey's delicious openings. Amanda quickly grabbed the red tube and squeezed out a generous dollop of lube into her hand, then she stroked it tightly across my cock. Adding her other hand, she proceeded to completely lather me with it, bending down at one point to lick at my cockhead. "Mmmm, that actually tastes pretty good," she said as she tasted the lube. "Your cum's better though!" My lust was roaring to a crescendo, and I leaned forward, putting the head of my shaft against Kelsey's ass. Stacey grinned at me happily, pulling her fingers out of my sister's cunt and using both her hands to pull my sister's cheeks apart. "Fuck her Damon! Fuck her little ass! I want to watch you fuck your own sister's asshole!" I pushed forward with a lusty groan, my cockhead forcing Kelsey's ass open without mercy. I heard her grunt as I slid inside, but the lube had done a marvelous job in slicking her up, and though it was tight, I drove on without too many problems. "Oh fuck, baby, his whole cock is going in your ass!" Stacey gasped at my sister. With a sigh of delight I bottomed out, and I stared in disbelief at my shaft, buried completely in my sister's ass. She had taken it all the way inside! "Fuck! Damon, you feel so good!" Kelsey mewled, wiggling her fantastic ass while my cock was stuffed inside her, balls deep. "Nail her!" Amanda hissed from beside me. "Fuck her until she screams!" I pulled out with a soft moan, the lube slithering around my shaft, then plowed my cock back inside. Kelsey groaned in pleasure as I began to fuck her; no finesse, no tenderness, just plain, lust-driven thrusting. I put both my hands on her hips and firmly squeezed her while my cock plundered her little asshole. "Jesus, Kel, you're so tight!" "Fuck me!" Kelsey screamed. Stacey was lustily fingering her pussy while I nailed her butt. Her entire divine body was shivering under our assault, and I knew it wouldn't be long before she'd just explode again. I turned my head towards Amanda and kissed her, our tongues squirming against each other even as I wildly assfucked my little sister. My gorgeous girlfriend put her hand under my balls, gently grabbing the dangling orbs, then she started to softly tease them with her delicate fingers still covered in the greasy lube. I felt myself lose it, the orgasm welling up within me. "I'm gonna cum," I groaned. "No, not yet, wait!" Stacey hissed, yanking her fingers out of my sister's cunt again, then dropping down on her back and squirming herself underneath Kelsey. My sister giggled as she had to adjust her position a few times to allow Stacey to get fully underneath her. No sooner was Stacey where she wanted to be when she locked her mouth on Kelsey's cunt, her tongue slithering through my sister's drenched slit. I growled while I thrust my cock in Kelsey's ass a few more times; then, with a tremendous shiver, my orgasm tore through me. I bucked forward, burying every single inch of my cock inside Kelsey's asshole. "Cum, cum in her ass. Stacey's going to lick it out of her!" Amanda moaned hotly in my ear as the first burst of cum flung out of my cock, spurting wetly in my sister's taboo hole. "Yes!" Kelsey moaned at the feeling of my jizz being shot inside her, shivering under the combined assault of Stacey's mouth and my cock. My second shot of cum burst into her, and the feeling was too much for Kelsey to resist any longer; she came with a loud squeal of pure joy. Stacey grinned in absolute pleasure once streams of my sister's cum started splashing over her face. Amanda groaned and fell down on her knees, putting her face right beside Stacey's. I stared in awe while Kelsey drenched both girls' faces, and I kept launching string after string of cum in her absolutely unbelievable asshole. After six or seven bursts of jizz I finally felt my orgasm wane, and I pulled back with a loud grunt, falling flat on my ass as my cock slipped out of Kelsey's divine ass. Amanda, her face wet from my sister's cum, grabbed my cock and sucked it completely inside her mouth without hesitation. I hissed loudly at the nearly overwhelming feeling of having my cock sucked mere seconds after cumming. Amanda pulled her mouth off my cock for a second and moaned, "Watch. Watch her!" I turned my attention to Stacey who was still happily eating my sister's pussy while Kelsey lay shivering on top of her. As I stared at the wonderful spectacle in front of me, Kelsey's ass shivered, and a large glob of my cum began to ooze out teasingly slow, dripping over her pussy lips. "Oh fuck!" I gasped, hardly believing what I saw. Stacey's mouth opened and her tongue swiped at my pearly string of cum. She licked it up with relish, moaning as she swallowed it. "Mmmm, yummy! I want more!" Stacey said, putting both her hands on Kelsey's asscheeks and starting to squeeze and shake them, in an effort to dislodge more of my cum out of my sister's ass. She teased Kelsey's pussy and asshole with her tongue while calmly waiting for my load. After several moments her patience was rewarded, and another thick drop of cream slowly dripped from Kelsey's butt. Stacey opened her mouth, waiting for it to ooze down, when suddenly an absolute wave of my jizz washed out of Kelsey's luscious ass. As if in slow motion, I watched parts of it splatter onto Stacey's face while the rest streamed down Kelsey's pussy lips, flowing into the tall blonde's hungrily slurping mouth. Carynne had gotten back up and was sitting on her knees right beside the two girls, watching Stacey eagerly eat all my cum out of my sister's ass. "Jesus, Stace. You fucking slut!" she grinned in awe. Stacey just smiled at Carynne; then, when she saw that Kelsey's ass was apparently completely empty, she hissed at her small friend, "Come sit on my face. Give me your cum too!" Carynne wasted no time, mounting Stacey's face as soon as the tall blonde had moved a little out from under my sister who was still shivering in her post-orgasmic joy. Again I saw Stacey's tongue lap through a pussy, and Carynne shuddered and groaned as she bucked on her friend's face, squeezing her own tits and playing with her nipples. I shuddered myself as Amanda kept sucking on my cock, her mouth working hard in an obvious attempt to get me ready again. There was lots more fucking to be done. Kelsey rolled over and watched Carynne riding Stacey's face with a happy grin. I could see the joy in her eyes as she got to her knees, sidling up to Carynne. She snaked her arms around Carynne's slender body and began to play with the gorgeous brunette's tits, squeezing her nipples and rolling them between her thumbs and forefingers. "I'm sorry I didn't lick your pussy more, honey," Kelsey moaned in Carynne's ear. "I was kinda distracted." "It's okay," Carynne said sweetly, her face a little flushed from the incessant slurping Stacey was inflicting on her pussy. "I know how distracting that cock is once it's in your ass. You can make it up to me if you want." "Uh-huh, I do. And I know just the way," Kelsey sighed, then she slowly lowered herself, sliding across Stacey's body until her face was even with Carynne's firm little ass. Kelsey looked me straight in the eyes and smiled, then she pulled her small friend's ass open and stuck her tongue inside. "Oh, Kel, lick my ass! Lick it!" Carynne squealed with pleasure, grinding herself harder on Stacey's face. The experience of having two tongues inside her holes was driving the little nymph crazy, and she began to hump, grind and rub herself off almost desperately. Her nipples were an absolute sight to behold, standing proudly at attention at probably well over an inch long, and sweat was breaking out all over her body as she was mercilessly licked to her climax. "Oh, fuck, eat me! Eat my ass, eat my fucking cunt, I'm going to ... cum!" Carynne screamed at the top of her lungs, her small body shuddering wildly on top of Stacey's face. I could hear Stacey's loud moans of joy when yet another load of juice got slathered over her tongue and chin. Carynne's orgasm wasn't as juicy as my sister's was, of course, but I knew from experience that she came like a fucking hurricane. The sounds of Stacey lapping and drinking her friend's juice, wet slurps and pants that demonstrated just how much the tall blonde loved eating her friends' pussy juice, were making me almost die from sheer lust "Wow, Kel must be really horny," Amanda said softly after she popped her mouth off my cock, staring at the lesbian threesome in front of us. "Why is that?" I asked, my voice catching in my throat because of my own excitement. The scene in front of me, as well as Amanda's rigorous sucking, had kept me hard as a rock, and I felt more than ready for another round. "Because she's licking Carynne's ass!" my girlfriend gasped. "She's never done that before!" "Not even to you?" Amanda shook her head. "No, we've never done it, period. Fingers, yes, but not tongues. I guess Carynne and Stacey must be rubbing off on her," she grinned lewdly. "You like it, don't you?" I teased her. "Yes!" she hissed. "When Carynne licked my asshole yesterday, I thought I was going to pass out! It felt so fucking good! I can't wait for Kel to do it to me too!" I grabbed her arms, somewhat roughly pulling her towards me; she squeaked in surprise, but giggled happily as I pulled her on top of me. I stretched myself out along the foot of the bed, my naked goddess' tits pushing against my chest. She slithered on top of my cock almost automatically, and her gloriously wet pussy sank down onto my shaft without any hesitation at all. We both groaned at the feel, causing Carynne to grin encouragingly at us. "I was wondering when you two would get to fucking!" the little brunette moaned, her body still driven insane by the tongues of her two friends. "Sorry to keep you ... waiting!" Amanda grunted, bouncing on me like she was riding a horse. Her tight, wonderful pussy made my cock absolutely glow with friction, and her tits bounced around wondrously. I reached out and grabbed them, squeezing them gently and rubbing my thumbs over her nipples while she kept fucking riding me. Kelsey licked Carynne's ass for a few more minutes, then lazily crawled over to us, a happy grin on her face as she watched us fuck. "Is this a private fuck, or can your horny little sister join in?" she asked sexily. "Kel," Amanda moaned, her voice cracking, both from her horniness and her rampant bouncing on my shaft. "Yeah?" Kelsey breathed, licking her lips. "Lick my ass! Please!" My sister's grin grew twice as big, and she nodded with delight, crawling behind Amanda's bouncing body. She placed her hands on my girlfriend's hips to hold her steady, causing Amanda to completely sink down onto my cock. I groaned deliriously as the heat of her pussy rushed over me, threatening to completely shut my mind down. I was watching Amanda's face intently, and after a few seconds she got a look of supreme joy in her eyes, biting her lip while my sister began licking her asshole. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Carynne and Stacey switch into a classic sixty-nine, both of them enthusiastically eating the other's wet slit. I quickly shifted my focus back to Amanda, however, and her look of ecstasy sent shivers down my spine. I continued playing with her tits even as Kelsey jabbed her tongue in Amanda's ass. The groans, squeals and grunts in the room were so loud that I was amazed that nobody was banging on the door, but I figured that this was probably a normal Saturday afternoon for Stacey anyways. The beautiful blonde was shivering and screaming beside me, Carynne's tongue expertly setting her off in a massive orgasm. Her wild, climactic trashing made her legs flop around like crazy. Amanda had her eyes closed, and she was gnawing her lower lip while she rode me. Her pussy was getting wetter with every stroke of my cock, and I knew she was mere moments away from coming. She grabbed my hands in hers, squeezing them tightly, and she opened her eyes to look at me. "I love you!" she groaned. "I love you too," I replied, and no sooner had I said it when the combination of my cock driving in her cunt, and my sister's tongue working over her asshole, sent Amanda over the edge, her entire body clenching up as she came. I sighed happily once her pussy began squeezing my shaft uncontrollably, hot slushes of her pussy juice washing all over and around it. She was muttering unintelligibly while her orgasm rocketed through her, and she swung her head from side to side, her long hair trailing wildly behind it. I grabbed her hips and held her in place to prevent her from slipping off my cock. I wanted to feel every single twitch of her sensational pussy. Amanda mewled for several more long moments, then she slowly slumped backwards. I tried to hold her up but my hands were too sweaty, and she slipped from my grasp. I held my breath as she seemed to fall in slow-motion, only to be caught by Kelsey, who had gotten back up to her knees just in time to help her best friend. Kelsey smiled happily and planted several kisses on Amanda's neck while cuddling my girlfriend in her arms, slowly pulling her back down with her. They both lay down on the bed, moaning and purring as they just held each other close, enjoying being together. "My turn! I've been wanting your cum all afternoon!" Carynne grinned as she crawled off Stacey and quickly came over to me, her eyes locked on my steel hard shaft. Before she could mount me, however, Stacey pounced her from behind, using her additional size and strength to pin the lithe cheerleader underneath her without difficulty. "He's mine now! I've been waiting forever for him to fuck me!" the gorgeous blonde grinned, planting a big kiss on Carynne's cheek, then quickly getting on top of me in a reverse cowgirl. She grabbed my throbbing cock and guided it towards her pussy with her hand. Just having my tip at her entrance was enough to let me feel how incredibly hot and horny she was, and I grinned eagerly in anticipation of her sinking her cunt down onto me. With a loud, drawn out moan, Stacey sank her juicy slit over my shaft, easily taking my full length inside her. "Oh yeah, I knew you'd feel wonderful!" she groaned as she bottomed out on top of me. She began to circle her hips, grinding my cock in all directions inside her pussy. My mind nearly exploded at the exquisite feel of Stacey's cunt. A small part of my mind marveled at how tight she was, since I'd expected her to have had so much sex that she'd have ... opened up, somehow. However, her pussy was gloriously tight, and I could feel her muscles clench wonderfully on my shaft, sending absolute torrents of rapture crashing through me. "Fuck!" I growled, banging my head back against the bed and closing my eyes, desperately trying to hold my orgasm back. Both Kelsey and Amanda were grinning happily at their friend. "How does it feel, Stace?" Kelsey asked. "Oh fuck, it's good!" Stacey groaned. "I can see why you love fucking him so much, Kel! Thank you for sharing him with me, guys; you two are the best friends ever!" "Hey, what about me!" Carynne squeaked, giving Stacey's ass a powerful slap. "You're the best friend ever too, baby," Stacey grinned over her shoulder at Carynne. Then she gave me one of the most sensual looks I'd ever seen in my life, and mouthed, "Harder! Please!" I rapidly drove my cock in and out of her tight cunt, grunting on every stroke, even as I started sweating quite noticeably. I'd been plowing in and out of the luscious girls' holes for an easy thirty minutes or so, and even though I was in terrific shape, the workout was starting to take a heavy toll, with most of my muscles aching and protesting. I grinned at myself while plowing on, undeterred; when life throws you an opportunity like this, you just keep fucking until you pass out, I thought happily. My cock felt like it was on fire while it plundered Stacey's magnificent cunt. Carynne gave me a soft kiss, then she scampered off the bed, quickly going over towards what appeared to a large, mahogany hope chest. She opened it and rummaged around for a few seconds; then with a triumphant little grin, she pulled out a nondescript gray box. I groaned as I felt Stacey's pussy pull and tug on my shaft, trying its hardest to get my cum out, and after the delirious fucking Amanda had already put me through I knew I wasn't going to be able to hold it all that much longer. I furiously clenched my teeth, trying not to cum yet. I tried putting up all kinds of hideous images in my mind to delay the inevitable, but all visions of grandma, homework and Dan Wheeland were quickly drowned out by memories of the four sex goddesses fucking each other. Carynne plopped down beside me on the bed, holding up a large, purple vibrator. "Tadaaaa!" she said, grinning wickedly. "What's that for?" I groaned, quietly hoping she didn't have anything crazy in mind, like shoving it up my ass or something. "Watch!" the little nymph giggled, climbing on top of my abdomen. She teased Stacey for a few moments, kissing her neck and playing with her firm tits; then, without warning, she pushed the vibrator into her friend's ass. "Oh! Carynne, you fucking slut!" Stacey squealed. Her voice was a mixture of surprise, pleasure and pain, and it absolutely thundered through her room. I fully expected her dad, or one of her brothers, to come charging in with a shotgun and blow my head off, but again there seemed to be absolutely no response to all the noise we were making. I fucking loved this place! Carynne just grinned and turned the vibrator on, jacking it up to what I assumed was the 'Ridiculously High' setting in one swift motion. Stacey threw her head back and groaned loudly as the vibrations pulsed through her asshole, and she let out an almost silent scream of joy. The toy was shuddering so rapidly that I could feel it sending shivers through my cock as well. The tall, gorgeous blonde began bucking frantically, and I grunted deliriously while Carynne and I both fucked her holes. Carynne sidled up to Stacey from behind and clenched her left arm around Stacey's tummy, pulling her close while continuously just pounding the vibrator up and down in her asshole. "Cum for me, Stace! I want to feel you cum!" the small brunette hissed hotly. "I'm going to get ... you for this!" Stacey gasped, her body wracking with pleasure. "Promises, promises," Carynne giggled, mercilessly jamming the large sex toy in her friend's ass. "Fuck her, Carynne," Kelsey grinned. "Fuck her ass, she loves it!" "She does, huh?" Carynne asked, her face set in a proud little sneer. The two of us kept double penetrating the incredible blonde, driving her totally nuts. "Oh yeah, you should see her face," Amanda giggled, snuggling comfortably in my sister's arms. Occasionally Kelsey would play with Amanda's pussy for a few seconds, but for the moment they both seemed content to just watch what Carynne and I were doing to Stacey. Carynne turned her face to me and grinned sensually. "Are you going to cum?" I nodded, unable to speak any longer, my orgasm building up in my toes. I was mere seconds from exploding, and as much as I tried to fight it, my cock would no longer be denied its pleasure. "Good! I want both of you to cum! Now!" she commanded, lowering her hand from Stacey's tummy to her cunt where she proceeded to roughly rub Stacey's clit. "Fuck!" Stacey and I screamed simultaneously as our orgasms thundered through us. Unable to keep herself upright any longer, Stacey just collapsed. Carynne was barely able to grab her in time and keep her seated on my cock. I roared from the force of my orgasm, and an absolutely massive blast of my cum launched itself into Stacey's cunt, totally flooding her with a single shot. The wonderful girl could only moan while my cock throbbed over and over, firing multiple shots of jizz inside her cunt, even as she shuddered and came herself, hanging helplessly in Carynne's arms. I could feel small waves of her cum battle against mine for space, but eventually her pussy was unable to hold the combined juices any longer, and they started leaking out of her pussy, sliding down my shaft to coat my balls. Kelsey and Amanda grinned when they saw it, and they quickly got on their knees in front of us, their mouths lapping hungrily at my nuts. The feel of their tongues slurping and licking across my heavy orbs was sheer, exquisite torture, and my entire body shivered wildly. I lost complete track of time while three girls played with my cock—one with her pussy and two with their mouths—and I just closed my eyes and focused on the absolutely unbelievable feelings coursing through me. After some time, Stacey's pussy stopped shuddering, and I felt Carynne turn off the vibrator as well. The sudden stillness was almost a disappointment. Kelsey and Amanda's tongues continued their shared cleanup duty for a little while longer, then I heard the wonderful sound of the two of them making out, their tongues meeting with eager moans. Carynne climbed off my abdomen and slowly let Stacey down until her back was on my chest. I buried my face in the perfectly sloped nape of her neck, loving the way she smelled. I kissed her softly several times, feeling absolutely wonderful. "Mmmm, that was awesome," Stacey purred, her voice almost inaudible. "Yeah, it was," I said, kissing her earlobe. "The way you felt when you came ... God." She turned her face to me and gave me a giant smile, and I could feel my heart begin to thud at the sight of it. "You're an amazing lover, you know? I can see why Kelsey and Amanda can't get enough of you. I'm glad I finally got a chance to see what they've been so crazy about." I returned her smile, and she leaned in to give me a slow, soft kiss. Her lips were warm and inviting, and they sent tingles through my brain and my spine. I eagerly returned her kiss and lost myself in our embrace for awhile. My heart began thundering rapidly, and I felt my stomach start to get that by now quite familiar ache. I broke our kiss with a start, mentally telling both my heart and my stomach to cut it the fuck out! The last thing I needed was to fall in love with yet another girl! Carynne plopped down beside us, a totally satisfied smirk on her angelic face. "Wow, you two sure came hard! That was just awesome!" "I'm going to fuck your brains out before this day is over, you little fuckdoll!" Stacey threatened, though she was grinning happily. "Good, I deserve something extra anyways! I didn't get any of his cum! That's what I get for always being so giving!" Carynne said, trying to sound sarcastic, but failing rather badly, mostly because she couldn't stop giggling. Kelsey came up beside her small friend and whacked her little ass. "Being so giving, whatever! Stacey had to tackle you to get her turn at him!" "So? First cum, first served," Carynne grinned, and all of us burst out laughing. Amanda crawled on top of me from the other side, and gave me a deep, lingering kiss. Stacey smiled at us and made way, not wanting to appear as if she was trying to steal me away from my girlfriend. "God, I haven't cum like that in months," Stacey groaned as she sat up, stretching her beautiful body. Her breasts were sticking out enticingly from her slender shape. "We could tell," Kelsey grinned at her. "I told you he was amazing." "Uh-huh." Stacey nodded as she crawled across my legs, then pushed my sister down onto her back. She pressed her body against Kelsey's, and the two began to kiss, tenderly at first, but quickly gaining in intensity. I saw my sister's hands squeeze Stacey's ass and start to move towards her pussy, and soon their groans were filling the room all over again. "Jesus, you girls never get enough do you?" I groaned in disbelief. My cock was still limp as a noodle, and the mere thought of fucking again caused it to almost cry. "Nope, never," Amanda grinned, kissing me again. "Can you go again, Damon?" Carynne asked, her voice hungry. "I really want a load of your cum!" "Not right now," I sighed. "Maybe in an hour or so." "Damn it!" she grinned. "How about you, Amanda?" "I want a load of his cum too," Amanda grinned. Carynne laughed happily. "That's right, you haven't gotten any either yet. We'll share his next load, okay?" "You're so generous, baby. Sharing my own boyfriend with me!" Amanda said, sticking her tongue out at her small friend. "Come here, and I'll show you how generous I am," Carynne said in a husky tone. "If you can go again, that is?" "I can always go again, you know that," my luscious girlfriend said eagerly, even as she crawled over towards her divine friend. Their mouths met in a hungry kiss, and they fell down right beside Kelsey and Stacey who were already rapidly fingerfucking each other while devouring each other's mouths. I chucked softly as I turned onto my side, crooking my elbow and supporting my head on my hand. Even though I was out for a little while, I figured there were many worse ways to spend an hour than to watch four of the most beautiful and sexy girls on earth screwing each other's brains out. My cock already began to show life again after just a few minutes. I was truly in Heaven. ------- Chapter 15 Of all the times I'd woken up in my life, none of them had ever been as awesome as waking up on Stacey's bed, surrounded by four incredibly beautiful, naked girls. I'd watched the four of them fuck each other passionately and insatiably for over an hour, loving the experienced ease and wild abandon with which they made each other cum over and over again. After a short rest, I'd joined back in, fucking both Stacey and Kelsey before finally sliding my cock back inside Amanda's pussy. Carynne had moaned, saying that she wanted my cock, but both Amanda and my sister teasingly told the little nymph that they were making her wait, just to drive her crazy. Carynne had wailed in protest, but that wail had soon turned into delighted moans when Kelsey and Stacey locked their mouths on her pussy, licking and fingering her to several orgasms in a row. All the while I'd been pumping Amanda's wonderful slit, and it had gotten me off again in a matter of minutes. I'd almost lost consciousness after I dumped my load inside her, to the delight of my sister who bent down and slurped every drop out of our incredible lover's pussy. I'd slumped onto my back, stretching lazily, and had felt myself rapidly drifting away into another nap; my body had been absolutely desperate to recharge itself after my swim meet and the sexual marathon it had been subjected to. Right before I'd closed my eyes, Kelsey had cuddled up beside me, putting her head on my chest and whispering she loved me; Amanda had leaned in against me from the other side, giving me a soft kiss on my cheek. I had kissed them both and told them I loved them before I'd fallen into a peaceful slumber. As I blinked my eyes open, both girls were still where they had been earlier, one on each side, but Carynne and Stacey had joined our little group cuddle. Carynne had wormed herself in between Kelsey and I, her head on my sister's hip, while Stacey had sidled up against Amanda's back, her arm draped over my girlfriend's tummy and her head on Amanda's arm. Stacey's hair was still matted to her face from all the cum that had been sprayed on it, most of it by my sister. My cock staggered eagerly at the memory of watching my sister squirt her pussy juice over the gorgeous blonde's face, and I grinned in amazement. I couldn't believe that he was ready to go again; though with all the fantastic, naked bodies on display, I couldn't blame him. I was just trying to figure out if I could surreptitiously roll over and slide my cock into either Amanda's or Kelsey's pussy when a heavy knock sounded on the door. Stacey immediately woke up with a loud inhalation of air, and my sister blinked several times, looking around in a bit of confusion until she saw me. "Hey handsome," she said, her smile become even bigger when she felt Carynne lying cuddled up against her. She gently curled her fingers through her friend's hair, and the brunette hummed gently in her sleep. "Hey beautiful," I said, leaning in and giving her a small kiss on her lips. The knock sounded again, louder this time. Stacey muttered darkly as she got up, waking up Amanda in the process. "Mmmm, that was the best nap I've had in years," Amanda grinned as she stretched languidly. The feel of her naked body against me was fantastic, and my cock bounced eagerly. She laughed as she saw it, climbing partially on top of me and pressing her lips against mine, giving me a slow, unhurried kiss that left my heart pounding in my chest. Our combined jostling finally woke up Carynne, who immediately beamed a gorgeous smile at us. "Time for more fun?" she asked eagerly. "God, you ravenous cumslut!" Amanda exclaimed at her. "Are you still horny?" "Well, duh!" the small brunette grinned. "Other than the quickie when he first got here, I still haven't been fucked yet! And I haven't gotten his cum yet because you two have this need to drive me completely nuts! And don't try to play innocent with me, I know you're still horny too!" Amanda gave her a small smile and nodded, even as she draped one of her legs on top of mine, pressing her pussy against my hip. She was soaking wet, and she began to rub herself against me with a lewd little moan. "Did you have fun, sweetheart?" I asked, putting my hand on her ass and pulling her a little tighter against me, loving the feel of her wet cunt grinding on my skin. "Oh yeah, it was the best afternoon ever!" she said happily. "I agree, we need to do this more often!" Kelsey giggled. "A lot more often!" "I'm game if you all are," Stacey grinned, looking around for her panties in the pile of discarded clothes on the floor. "How about, from now on, all of you just come over every day after school? We'll do some homework, and then we'll fuck for a few hours!" The four of us grinned eagerly, watching in admiration while she put her tiny lace panties back on and dug around for her tank top, giving us a spectacular view of her body. I found it hard to see a single flaw anywhere in Stacey's wonderful, naked form. She was positively gorgeous, and I again wondered how the hell it was possible that four such divinely beautiful girls just happened to be on the same cheerleading squad together. And how I'd managed to wind up in bed with all of them! The knock sounded a third time, this time almost insistent. "Yeah, yeah, I'm coming!" Stacey grumped loudly, shrugging herself into her tank top. She walked over to the door with a loud sigh, then opened it just a tiny bit, peeking through the gap. "Oh, hey! What's up?" "Pandora just called; they switched some of their other guests around and made the second floor room available for you," Jonathan said, his voice hardly audible behind the barely opened door. "Yes, awesome! We're gonna have so much fun tonight, you guys!" she exclaimed, turning her head back towards us and grinning. We all smiled at her, even as I felt Carynne slide her hand along my leg and teasingly jerk my hard cock. "Carynne, knock it off!" I whispered insistently, but the small nymph just giggled and jerked a little harder, her eyes flashing with mischief. The last thing I wanted was for Jonathan to catch us like this, though I wondered if he'd freak out or rip his clothes off and join in. Of course, if he did join in, I'd kill him if he so much as laid a hand on Kelsey or Amanda. I grimaced when the realization dawned of just how hypocritical I was becoming. Both my sister and my girlfriend happily shared me while also allowing me to fuck their friends in any way I wanted. At the same time, I wouldn't share them with anyone else; it was a pretty shitty attitude to have. However, as I thought it over, I shrugged mentally; they were both mine, I wasn't going to share, and anyone who didn't like it could go fuck themselves. If that made me an asshole, so be it. I still wasn't going to share my girls. Carynne kept jerking on my cock, and I looked to Kelsey and Amanda for help. Both of them just grinned, looking for all the world like they wanted to mount me right there. Stacey turned back to the door and smiled at Jonathan through the small crack. "Is there anything else?" "Why are you keeping the door almost shut?" he asked, sounding a bit annoyed. "Because my friends aren't decent," she giggled. "And I don't want you to go completely crazy from seeing them like that." "I see," he said, his voice immediately turning somewhat cold and distant. "Aw, don't be like that!" Stacey pouted, opening the door a little further and sneaking through, then pulling it almost shut behind her. "Shouldn't you be getting dressed right about now?" Jonathan asked, his voice muffled. "We've got plenty of time, right?" "It's five thirty, Stacey." "What?!" Stacey exclaimed, her voice suddenly almost panicked. "Shit! Okay, okay ... shit! Eh ... would you please go ask Charles to get a car? He needs to go pick up Katie and Brian and get them to Pandora." "Where do they live?" "Uh..." The door opened and Stacey poked her head back inside, giving me a questioning glance. I gave her Brian's address, figuring Katie was probably over at his place anyways, and she repeated it to Jonathan. "Fine, anything else?" he said, his voice completely frigid now that he'd learned I was in the room as well. It didn't really take rocket surgery to figure out why I was here, especially after Stacey had already admitted her friends weren't decent. I felt a cold sensation settle into the pit of my stomach; if he got jealous, he could easily give me a beating that made what Jeff and his buddies did to me at the college party look like being petted by Kelsey in comparison. "We'll need the limo," Stacey said, her own voice getting a little more commanding, presumably because of the way Jonathan was talking to her. I imagined she wasn't really used to it. "I think Roger has the limo tonight." "Well, then Roger can take a fucking cab! He got the limo last time when I wanted it, and this time I'm going to get it!" "Don't yell at me, Stacey! I'm not your butler!" I heard Stacey sigh, and she lowered her voice. "You're right, I'm sorry. I just had no clue it was this late already, and now suddenly I have to get a thousand things done. Can you please see if I can have the limo, and if not, can you see if we can rent one?" "Sure." "Thank you," she said warmly, and I could barely hear the sound of a soft smooch. "And please wear that nice tux I got you." Their voices lowered to a whisper, then it got a little quiet for a few moments. Stacey came back inside after a few minutes, a small grin on her face. "Are you two okay?" Amanda asked, a note of concern in her voice. Stacey nodded. "Yes. Sometimes I just backslide and start ordering him around, and he doesn't like it very much. I promised him I'd make it up to him." Carynne giggled. "I bet that made it all better!" Stacey gave her a bright smile. "It will once I'm through with him." "Stacey?" I asked. "Yeah?" "Why did you tell Jonathan to wear a tux?" "Because he's going to go eat with us. I can't go anywhere in public without at least one bodyguard, Daddy would kill me if I did." "No, I get that; I mean, why a tux?" "It's a strict black tie restaurant, what else would he wear?" she asked, a little confused. I looked at her with concern in my eyes. Not only did I not own a tux, but even if I did, I sure as hell didn't bring it with me. "What's wrong?" she asked while she walked over to us, her eyes flashing as they drank in the sight of the naked bodies on her bed. "I, eh ... was stupid and didn't think to bring anything to wear for tonight," I admitted, feeling myself blush a bit. "Oh, okay. Get up for me." I looked at her in surprise but did as she asked. The girls on the bed started cheering and wolf-whistling once I stood butt naked before them. I grinned proudly and again thought how glad I was that I was a swimmer, and how my body looked because of that. "You like?" I asked Stacey, striking what I thought was an impressive pose, but which just set the girls behind me off into a wave of giggles. Stacey gave me a hungry smile, teasingly sliding her hand across my abdomen. "Yeah, you do look fucking hot, especially your abs. I love how tight they are! But that's not really what I was checking out. Come with me," she said, taking my hand and pulling me towards the door. I was barely able to grab my boxers from the couch and put them on. "Try not to fuck him to death!" Kelsey laughed. "Hey, I'm just going to get him something to wear!" Stacey objected. "And the three of you should go get yourselves ready." "Have fun," Amanda grinned at us as we walked towards Stacey's bedroom door. Stacey gave her a quick wink. "We'll be back in a bit!" "Okay," the three voices chorused from the bed as Stacey preceded me out of her bedroom, quickly guiding me past several doors and other hallways. "Who all sleeps up here?" I asked after we passed what felt like the fifteenth door. My mind dazzled at the sheer size of the place. "The United States Marine Corps?" Stacey chuckled. "I wish! God, that'd be a lot of fun every night! But it's just Roger, Gerard and myself. Most of these rooms are hobby rooms and workshops, things like that. Gerard has several rooms for his sculptures, for example." "Sculptures? Is he an artist?" "Well, he thinks he is," she said with a grin. "Nah, now I'm being mean. He's actually pretty good, though Dad wishes he'd go do something with his life for a change." "Where does your other brother sleep? You said you had three brothers, right?" "Uh-huh. Peter and his wife live downtown; they have a gorgeous penthouse overlooking the river that they got as a wedding gift from my dad. They moved there once they got married." I whistled in amazement. Penthouse condos downtown probably went for seven or eight hundred thousand dollars. "Quite a wedding gift." She grinned at me. "Yeah, it was pretty nice ... You think this is all so pretentious, don't you?" I shook my head. "Not really. Obviously you guys shrug off amounts of money that I'll never see in my entire life, but to be honest, I think you're very down to earth about it." "Thank you. God knows I try to be, even if only for my own sanity," she sighed, stopping in front of and knocking on a bedroom door. When there was no answer, she opened it and went inside, motioning for me to follow her. The bedroom we entered was far more lavishly appointed than Stacey's, with luxury chairs, dressers and rugs everywhere. Several beautiful paintings hung on the wall, and the bed just screamed 'priceless'. It was like walking into a model bedroom of a million dollar mansion. Stacey ignored all of it, walking into one closet, then exiting and going into another one. "Ah! Damon, over here." I joined her in the closet where she had flipped on the light switch, and I gawked at the wardrobe that was inside. From the looks of it, at least a hundred suits must have been hanging along one wall, while a gigantic wooden dresser, obviously custom built out of very expensive wood, was situated along the other wall. It held shirts, ties, shoes, cuff links and anything else that someone could possibly need when wearing a suit. "Whose closet is this? This is unbelievable!" I asked, completely bewildered. "It's Roger's. He loves suits, he probably buys more suits than I do dresses," Stacey said a bit absently while she dug through the huge row of designer suits. "I know he has some tuxedos here too." "Won't he mind that we're in here?" "I don't care. What's he going to do, spank me?" she giggled. My eyes almost automatically went down to Stacey's wonderful ass, still clad in that tiny pair of panties, and an image popped into my brain of me spanking and fucking the hell out of it right in her brother's closet. My cock rapidly grew hard in my boxers again. "Ah, here we go," she said satisfactorily, pulling out several stylish looking black tuxedos and draping them over her arm. She turned back to me and was about to ask me something when she saw my steel shaft. Her eyes flashed with pleasure, and she gave me a sexy grin. I gulped as she came at me, stalking me like a tigress. She put the tuxedos down onto one of the shelves beside her, then slid her arm behind my neck, pulling my head down for a kiss. I moaned once her tongue slipped inside my mouth, and her hand started sensually stroking my cock through my underwear. "Is that because of me?" she breathed, squeezing my cock in case I was confused about what she was referring to. "Yeah," I croaked, my mouth getting dry despite having just had her tongue inside it. "Your ass looks so hot in those panties." She snuck her hand inside my boxers and grabbed my naked cock, tugging on it. "Do you want to fuck it?" I closed my eyes and moaned. "God! Yes I do, but..." "What?" she breathed, her tongue trailing wetly over my cheek, sending lightning bolts of pleasure down my spine. "I promised Amanda I'd never fool around with another girl unless she was there to enjoy it too," I whispered. "We can call her over here?" she teased, rubbing her thumb over my cockhead and quickly spreading the already oozing precum all over the top of my shaft. I shivered at the delightful sensation, and my cock jumped enthusiastically in her hand. "She told us to have fun, remember? She knew that I wanted to get you by myself for a bit." "I don't want to break my promise to her, Stacey," I said softly. She smiled at me. "God, you're such a sweetheart! Okay, if you're gonna be a good guy, then I'll be a good girl. So I'll just suck you off." Before I could answer, Stacey quickly sank down to her knees, her hands pulling my boxers down. As they dropped onto my ankles, I stepped out of them, feeling my heart thud at the sight of the gorgeous blonde right in front of me. Her eyes were locked on my trembling cock, and she licked her lips before her mouth closed the distance, sliding over the tip of my shaft in a smooth gulp. Any objections I might have had evaporated like snow before the sun. "Oh fuck, Stacey!" I moaned, putting both my hands on her head, my entire body shivering at the feel of her wonderful mouth. It was hot and deliriously wet, and she effortlessly took the whole length of my cock inside, smoothly swallowing when I bumped her throat. I stared at her in disbelief as she looked up at me, her face a proud grin when her nose pushed against my pelvis. My entire cock was completely buried in her mouth, and I thought I was going to die from sheer pleasure. Stacey slid herself off my shaft and gasped for air. "Mmmm, you have such a nice fucking cock. I am so damn jealous of Kelsey and Amanda; they get to play with it whenever they want!" I grinned at her, trying not to blush at her compliment. Nothing quite boosts a guy's ego like a girl saying she's jealous of some other girl getting his cock, I thought happily. "Fuck my face," she said hotly as she stared deeply into my eyes. "I want you to fuck my mouth hard. Don't be gentle." "Are you sure?" I asked, a little worried. "I don't want to hurt you!" She shook her head. "You won't. Now come on, fuck it. Bang my mouth!" she almost growled at me. With that she opened her mouth and patiently waited for me to shove my cock back inside it. I put both my hands on top of her head and held it tightly, then shoved my dick forward, driving it straight into her hungry mouth. She groaned as I bumped against the back of her mouth, but a few swallows later she easily opened up again, and I grit my teeth when my cock drove deep into her throat. I entwined my fingers in her hair and started to shove my cock in and out, sawing it into her face. I expected her to gargle or choke, but she just moaned as I began to nail her throat, and it was a moan of sheer lust. She looked so hungry that I was worried she'd bite my cock clear off. Her lips locked tightly around my shaft, sending extra jolts of pleasure bursting through me on every one of my thrusts, even as my cockhead was being teased mercilessly by her tight throat. She put her hands on my ass, squeezing both my cheeks and starting to direct my thrusts, obviously urging me to fuck her faster. I did as she asked, slowly at first, but eventually just giving in, really banging her mouth exactly the way she wanted. I was ramming the full length of my cock into her throat, groaning at how I fucked her face with abandon. She moaned happily, and her throat sent a low hum vibrating through my cock, a feeling which drove me absolutely crazy. I was wildly flailing inside her mouth, my balls slapping against her chin on every thrust, and I could feel myself getting close to cumming already. I closed my eyes, trying to last a little bit longer, but the near vacuum of her incredibly wet mouth combined with the friction of her amazing lips and her wanton lust, drove me over the edge. I roughly slammed my cock into her mouth several more times, listening to her gargle as it rammed in her throat, then I tensed up. Stacey put her fingers underneath my balls and started scratching them very gently, the soft, teasing tickles just adding that one final drop. "Stacey, I'm gonna cum!" I groaned, shoving my cock completely inside her mouth one last time, then I let myself go. My entire body bucked, and a massive rope of my cum sprayed into her throat. Stacey closed her eyes and her entire face took on a rapturous look as she gobbled my cum, moaning delightedly while I dumped multiple bursts of jizz into her mouth. I came so hard my knees almost buckled, but I quickly grabbed one of the shelves to hold myself upright while I kept depositing cum in her eager mouth. Stacey didn't waste a single drop, her throat fervently drawing every drop of semen out of my shaft. She sucked and teased for what felt like the most glorious hour of my life until my pulses began to weaken; then, she pulled her face off my cock and showed me the pool of cum in her mouth. I stared in awe at the sight in front of me, watching her swirl her tongue through the puddle of jizz. She tilted her head back and swallowed my whole load with a loud, delighted sigh. "Mmmm, yummy!" she grinned. "I wish I could order that as a drink at the club! I'd be getting drunk on it every night!" I gave her a grin, my legs still trembling after my heavy orgasm. "Jesus, Stacey, I don't think I've ever cum that fast!" I gasped. "Really? Kelsey and Amanda have never made you blow your load that quickly?" she asked, a little surprised, before getting a very satisfied grin on her face. "I think I like that, a lot! With how awesome they're both getting at fucking you, I'm glad I still have something I do better than them!" I shook my head and laughed. "So this is just a contest, then? Between you and them? Is that why you sucked me off?" "No, I love sucking cock, and I love fucking too. But what mistress wouldn't want to test herself against her girls every now and then?" she said sultrily. "Mistress? You mean you? You're their mistress?" She gave me a cute little smile. "It's not like it's formal or anything. We're really just kinda playing at it, but who do you think taught all three of them to be so slutty?" "I'm going to guess you?" "Yup!" she said proudly, winking at me. "Well, Carynne was quite experienced already, at least with girls anyways. But Kelsey and Amanda were so innocent when I first got my hands on them, it was awesome! I loved corrupting them!" "You're a bad, bad girl, Stacey Winterton," I grinned. "Uh-huh!" she grinned in return, nodding eagerly. "I'm glad you realize that. Now, let's get you into that tux and get back to my room. I really need to get dressed, and I still need to do my hair." I helped her back to her feet, and we spent about ten minutes finding a tuxedo that wasn't too tight across my shoulders. Stacey picked out some cuff links that seemed to be real gold, straightened my bow-tie, then gave me an approving smile. "You look very nice. You need a cummerbund though." "A what?" "It goes with a tux," she grinned, giving me a pensive look before digging through Roger's wardrobe again. She quickly found one she liked and tied it around my waist. It seemed rather redundant to me, but when I looked in the mirror against the far wall, I had to admit that it did add a certain flair to the whole look. "Thanks, Stacey," I said sincerely. "Anytime," she said with a slight smile. "I love doing stuff for you guys. You're my best friends." I took her head in both my hands and gave her a soft kiss on her forehead. "You're such a wonderful girl. Thank you so much. For everything." She looked up at me with her big, brown eyes, and suddenly it seemed as if a wall broke down inside them, and I was staring straight into her soul. A few tears slowly formed in her eyes, and I saw her struggle to keep from crying. I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her close against me, wondering if anything was wrong. I kissed the top of her head a few times, gently trailing my fingers through her long, golden locks. "Amanda's a really lucky girl," I heard her whisper, so softly that I wasn't sure if she'd meant for me to hear it. Before I could think of what to say in response, a voice came from inside Roger's bedroom. "Stacey? Are you in here?" I quickly recognized it as Jonathan's, and I let go of Stacey. She sighed as she turned around. "Yeah, we're over here, in the closet." A few seconds later Jonathan appeared in the closet entry. He had a wide smile on his face at first, but the second he saw me it vanished, to be replaced with a murderous glare. He opened his mouth as if to say something, then turned around and stalked off without a word. "Oh, Jesus!" Stacey sighed as she quickly ran off after him. Not knowing what else to do, I stepped out of the closet and sat down in one of the elegant chairs. I considered trying to find my way back to Stacey's bedroom, but realized I'd most likely get lost if I did. Fortunately, Stacey came back after just a few minutes, smiling as she saw me sitting there, waiting patiently for her. "You ready to go?" she asked. I nodded. "Yeah. Everything okay with Jonathan?" She sighed. "He keeps thinking he's my boyfriend, despite having been told repeatedly that he's not." I waited for her to continue, and when she didn't, I just shrugged. "Okay?" "He got us the limo, though, and Charles is picking up Brian and Katie, so we're all set. Now we just need to go get dressed," she said, apparently ignoring my unspoken question. "So come on." I nodded and followed her out of Roger's bedroom, taking the long route back to her own room. "Hey Stacey?" I asked, a bit curious about something. "Hmm?" She looked at me. "How old is Roger?" "Twenty six, why?" "Don't take this the wrong way, but why does he still live at home? I mean, he could easily afford a place of his own, right?" Stacey gave me a deadly serious look. "Daddy won't let him leave. The Winterton family has a dark, dark secret, and he needs to stay here to keep it from coming out." I stared at her, my eyes wide with astonishment. What secret could she possibly be referring to? Stacey kept her expression deadly serious for a couple seconds, then she absolutely erupted into silvery peals of laughter. "If you could see your own face right now!" she exclaimed. I blushed slightly, then grinned at her. "Wow, you should become an actress. I really thought you were being serious!" She squeezed my arm. "It's okay, you and your sister are both sorta gullible. I can tell her all kinds of things, and she'll happily believe me." "So you tell her lies to take advantage of her, hmm?" She grinned. "Yup. I'll tell her anything to get into her panties!" We both laughed as we arrived at her bedroom door, and I held it open for her like a good gentleman. "Okay, we're ba..." Stacey said, before she cut off with a loud, horny whimper. I walked in and felt my cock jump at the sight in front of me. Kelsey, Amanda and Carynne were still naked, solidly entwined on Stacey's bed in what I could only describe as a lesbian triangle. Each girl had her face buried between another's legs and was eagerly eating pussy. Carynne's face was buried between Kelsey's legs, Kelsey between Amanda, and Amanda back to Carynne. In addition, Carynne was rapidly jamming three of her fingers inside my sister's ass, and while Stacey and I watched, my sister began to buck and shiver uncontrollably. I held my breath in anticipation, and a few seconds later Kelsey completely erupted over Carynne's face, her wonderful cunt juices splashing her friend, soaking Carynne in a few seconds. The shivers of my sister's body apparently sent Amanda off too, as she twitched and spasmed, grinding her pussy against my sister's face. She let out a wonderful little moan as she came, tensing up and shuddering, while Kelsey—still caught in her own orgasm—lapped at her slit eagerly, drinking her tasty juices. Carynne lifted her face from between Kelsey's legs, and I groaned as I saw my sister's cum glisten on it. She was grinning at Amanda, who was still twitching in her climax. I took a step forward, wanting to join in, but Stacey gently put her hand on my chest. "Just watch," she whispered. "They're not done yet, and I don't want you to mess up your tux. I'll make it up to you later." I swallowed audibly and nodded, my eyes absolutely glued to the spectacle in front of me. Nothing in the world got me hotter than watching girls get each other off, and here were three of the most beautiful ones imaginable, going completely crazy with one another. I was amazed that I wasn't cumming in my boxers from just watching. Kelsey and Amanda slumped for a few moments, panting and moaning after their wild orgasms. All the girls were gently teasing and rubbing one another, nibbling on thighs and softly petting pussies. "Mmmm, Kel, you came so hard," Carynne moaned, using her fingers to lick my sister's cum off her face. "And you taste so fucking good!" Kelsey grinned at her luscious playmate while still trying to recover, but Amanda quickly knelt beside Carynne, lapping up all the cum from her face. I was beginning to get light headed just from watching, and I quickly sat down on the corner of the bed. Kelsey looked over at me, a beautiful smile on her face. "Do you like watching us?" I nodded wordlessly, my mouth wide open. Amanda cleaned off my sister's cum from Carynne's face, then the two started eagerly making out, with Amanda crawling on top of her smaller friend. The sound of their hungry kissing echoed through Stacey's room, and I shifted several times, trying to find some way to get my cock at least marginally comfortable in my tuxedo pants. Kelsey got up and crawled over to me, giving me a deep kiss. "Come join us?" she asked breathlessly. I stared at her supremely gorgeous face for a moment, undecided, then softly shook my head. "I'd love to fuck all of you, but what I really want is to watch all three of you just tear Carynne apart." Kelsey wickedly grinned at me, then turned towards Stacey. She gave her beautiful friend a questioning look—with Stacey nodding affirmatively—then she quickly turned around, practically pouncing her two lovers. Both Amanda and Carynne squeaked when Kelsey landed on top of them, but their surprise quickly turned into giggles, then delighted moans as my sister joined their wonderfully hot kissing session. Stacey sat down beside me, nibbling her lower lip in a perfect imitation of Kelsey. I smiled again at how all four of them were mimicking one another's little mannerisms and behaviors. It was both cute and sexy at the same time. The hot girl-on-girl-on-girl action wasn't leaving Stacey unaffected either, and she sank her hand inside her panties, almost desperately rubbing her slit. "That's no fair," I gasped, my breathing getting deeper and more harried. I was going out of my mind with the desire to fuck. "You can't tease me like that and expect me to just sit here!" She just gave me a wink and a sexy smile, continuing to play with herself. I felt my mouth water as I saw her masturbate excitedly. God, I so badly wanted to throw her onto her back and fuck her tight, juicy cunt until she screamed! Before I could think about it any further, however, Amanda and Kelsey flipped Carynne onto her stomach, with her ass tilted slightly in the air. The girls put their faces near Carynne's marvelously sexy ass, and just started ... chewing on it! There was no other way to describe it. They each took playful bites of her cheeks, trailing their tongues wetly all over, gnawing and nibbling at every turn. Carynne was squirming like crazy, but both girls held her firmly in place as they feasted on her. Amanda was the first to stop teasing and get down to business. She slowly trailed her tongue towards Carynne's small, puckered asshole, then started licking it. I growled deeply in my throat at the sight of her tongue lapping over the gorgeous brunette's ass, lubing it up with her spit. My cock was loudly demanding to be let at that tightest of all holes. Kelsey lowered her head below Amanda's and started slurping on Carynne's cunt, rubbing her tongue up and down between Carynne's pussy lips before driving it straight in. Carynne shivered with pleasure, and I heard her moan loudly while my sister tongue-fucked her. Having played around long enough, Amanda shoved her tongue in Carynne's ass, and I sighed deliriously as I watched my two lovers drill their tongues in both Carynne's holes. "Oh God, you guys, lick it! Lick my slutty holes!" Carynne mewled, her perfect fucktoy body shivering wildly under the merciless onslaught of her friends' tongues. Stacey had apparently had enough of sitting on the sidelines, and she quickly moved over beside the threesome, putting both her hands on Carynne's fantastic ass. Kelsey and Amanda grinned at her and moved a little out of the way, so that she could join the fun. Stacey put three fingers against each of Carynne's holes, and I gasped in disbelief. There was no way her ass could handle three fingers and Amanda's tongue inside, was there? Stacey seemed determined to find out, however, pushing her fingers inside without any warning. "God, yes!" Carynne screamed as she felt herself being forced open, both Amanda and Kelsey's tongues still licking away at her. "Yeah, how do you like it when you're on the receiving end, you slut? How do you like having your ass filled like that, hmm?" Stacey smirked, her face showing how much she enjoyed getting even with Carynne. She pushed, prodded and wrenched her fingers around until she had them seated to the knuckles inside her amazing friend. Sweat was pouring off Carynne's face, and her hair was still drenched from my sister's cum. She glanced over her shoulder at Stacey and threw her a challenging smile. "Is that all you've got?" Stacey's mouth opened in surprise, and she got a truly evil grin on her face. "Oh, baby. I'm so gonna enjoy listening to you beg for mercy!" she said hotly. "Right, like that's gonna ... ohhh, fuck!" Carynne's objection died in a drawn out groan, and she dropped her head back on the bed when Stacey ruthlessly jammed a fourth finger inside each of her holes. Kelsey and Amanda could no longer get their tongues inside with Carynne being filled up by Stacey's fingers, so they just licked everywhere they could. Kelsey seemed to take perverse pleasure in pulling on Carynne's clit with her teeth. "Fuck me!" Carynne wailed, her astonishingly sexy body bucking and thrusting back against Stacey's hands as the tall blonde inexorably drove her fingers further inside. Carynne's ass was being stretched lewdly, and I felt an actual string of drool running down my chin. I wanted nothing more than to tear the tuxedo off and fuck Carynne's ass until she passed out, but I figured the girls would invite me when they were ready for me. Stacey began to piston her fingers in and out of Carynne's slutty holes, pushing them a little further inside with every stroke. The sopping noise from Carynne's cunt almost seemed like a counterpoint to her grunts and moans. "Stacey!" Carynne groaned, bucking under the relentless sexual assault. Stacey's fingers were now almost completely buried in Carynne's asshole which was stretched almost beyond belief. "Do you think it's time I try for my whole fist, baby?" Stacey said, a cruel grin on her face. "Oh God..." Carynne wailed. Her body was shivering, and her pussy and ass pulsed at the ruthless penetration inflicted on them. "Or maybe I should have Damon put his fist in? He's got nice, big hands," Stacey continued, winking at me. "Mmmm, that does sound good! Let me have a go," I grinned, playing along. "No, please! I couldn't handle that!" Carynne cried out, looking at me over her shoulder with a look of alarm. I threw her a wink and a kiss, and she noticeably relaxed. Kelsey and Amanda giggled at her. "So do you want me to stop then?" Stacey asked, her voice all sweet as honey again. Carynne looked at her and grinned. "Never! Give it to me!" Stacey laughed delightedly. "Dammit! You little slut! I'll get you to beg me to stop some day!" Carynne blew her a kiss. "I know I'll enjoy having you try, anyways." Stacey shook her head, grinning in amusement at her friend. "You know I'd love to keep playing with you, baby, but we really need to start getting dressed." "Will you make me cum first, Stacey? Please?" Carynne asked softly. "Of course, sweetheart," Stacey said, nodding as she began to piston her fingers in and out of Carynne's holes again. Both Kelsey and Amanda were licking Carynne all over, my sister focusing on the brunette's pussy and tummy, while Amanda had moved up and was nibbling on Carynne's ear, wrapping her arms around Carynne's chest and squeezing the brunette's firm little tits. "Damon," Stacey said, turning her head to me. "Yeah?" I asked. "Come over here and spank her." I quickly scampered over with an eager grin, and I unleashed a heavy whack on Carynne's petite butt. Her cheek quivered under my slap and turned red almost immediately. "Oh fuck yes! Spank my dirty ass!" Carynne squealed as I thwacked her again and again. Our combined assault on her body overwhelmed the gorgeous goddess, and just a few seconds later her body clenched up. She let out a scream of joy when she came, her holes clenching on Stacey's fingers as if trying to expel them by force. I heard Kelsey moan once Carynne's juice started leaking out along Stacey's fingers, my sister's tongue eagerly lapping at it. Stacey was grinning wildly as she fingerfucked her friend. "Cum for me, honey. Cum! Cum!" she moaned, over and over again while Carynne bucked and thrashed against her. I slowly rubbed my hands over Carynne's ass, squeezing and gently caressing it, marveling at how firm and sexy it was. It was a lot smaller than Kelsey's perfect ass, of course, and both Stacey and Amanda had a curvier, fuller butt as well, but there was something inherently teasing and innocent about Carynne's ass that made me just want to rip it apart with my cock while listening to her squeal and groan. Carynne bucked for several more long moments until she finally collapsed, faint mewls escaping from her throat as she panted for air. Stacey very gently pulled her fingers out of Carynne's ass and pussy, then licked all of them clean with relish, moaning at the taste. A small drop of Carynne's juice dangled from her swollen pussy lips, and my sister planted her mouth right on Carynne's cunt, lapping eagerly. "Uhm, you taste so sweet, baby!" Kelsey groaned. Carynne smiled softly, but all she could do was grunt in reply, still too overcome from her orgasm to say anything. Amanda planted a big kiss on Carynne's cheek, then made her way over to me, giving me a deep kiss which I returned eagerly. When she slid her tongue in my mouth, I caught it with my lips and tenderly sucked on it. She smiled at me when we finally broke our kiss. "I'm sorry you didn't get to join us. I'll make it up to you later, okay?" I nodded. "I know you will. Stacey said the same thing too." Amanda grinned. "Yeah, I bet she'd love to make it up to you. Did you two have fun earlier?" she asked slyly. "Not as much as you three obviously did," I grinned. She gave me a curious look. "Didn't you fool around?" I hesitated for a slight second, wondering if I should tell her. She kissed me again. "It's okay, I don't mind. I know Stacey has really wanted you, and she's so wonderful to us that I'm just glad for her if you did. So did you?" I nodded. "What did you do?" she asked, giving me a teasing little grin. "She sucked me off," I said, my mouth getting dry at the memory of it. "You didn't fuck her?" Amanda asked, a little surprised. "You could have, you know. I wouldn't have minded." I shook my head. "No. I don't want to fuck another girl without you. I love you. I want you to be there, always." Amanda's eyes filled with tears as she gave me the most beautiful smile I had ever seen, and she kissed me again, running her hands through my hair. Her kiss was so wonderful that I was glad I was already sitting down; I doubted my knees would have held if I'd been standing. "I love you too," she said when we finally broke our kiss again. "You're so wonderful, and I'm so lucky to have you." "Oh right, you're the lucky one, not me," I grinned, nodding at the girls beside us. "You let me fuck all your friends, and you're the lucky one." Amanda grinned. "Hello, news flash! That's a benefit for me too, you know! We both get our brains fucked out by them; I'm just as lucky that you still let me." I shook my head wryly. "Like I'd ever tell you to stop." "I hope you won't, no!" she giggled. I smiled at her. "I never will, I promise. I can't imagine anything hotter in the world than watching you fuck other girls. I couldn't believe you put your tongue in Carynne's ass!" "Mmmm, I loved it. After Kel did it to me earlier, I really wanted to do it as well. Did you like it?" I nodded. "It was so fucking hot! I love how you girls don't worry about anything and just go fucking crazy with each other!" She flashed me a naughty grin. "I love that too. I'm glad you enjoy it." "It's amazing," I groaned, my cock straining in my tux. Amanda's eyes went down, and she grinned as she saw the bulge. "Looks like watching us got you really excited. Too bad you were already all dressed up, huh?" I nodded morosely, putting on my patented poor pouty face. Amanda giggled delightedly, then gave me a soft kiss on my cheek. "I'm sure we'll find some time tonight to take that tux off you and see to your poor cock." My pout turned into a grin in an instant. Amanda smiled. "You look so wonderful, Damon. I'm going to look like such a slob next to you." "Oh, whatever!" Kelsey said before I could even open my mouth. Amanda and I both grinned at her as she came to sit next to us. "You look like a slob, pffft!" Kelsey said, waving her hand dismissively. "You could wear sweats and a ratty t-shirt, and you'd still look better than all of us combined!" "No, I wouldn't!" Amanda giggled, slapping my sister's shoulder. "Damon, tell her," my sister said peremptorily. "Yeah, you would," I grinned at Amanda. "Why are you two always ganging up on me?" she complained cutely. "Because we love you," Kelsey said, gently grabbing her face and giving her a big kiss. I sighed as I watched their mouths come together, their lips almost melting in their embrace. They kissed slowly, unhurriedly, their hands running through each other's hair and massaging their necks while they made out for several long moments. The sound of their lips meeting was sending shivers down my spine. "Mmmm, wow," Amanda moaned when Kelsey finally let up. "I love you too. I'm so in love with you both." I took both their hands in mine. "I'm in love with both of you too." The three of us sat together, just smiling at each other, until Stacey told us to hurry up and get dressed. Amanda and Kelsey nimbly jumped off the bed, disappearing into the bathroom to take a quick shower. They emerged looking refreshed and just fantastically hot, wrapped in small towels that didn't really cover much. Amanda smiled at me, and she struck a sexy little pose, sticking her butt out so I could gawk at it. Stacey disappeared into the bathroom after her friends were done. A few minutes later there was a knock on the door. Carynne asked who it was, then opened the door after Melinda had identified herself. Stacey's maid walked into the room with a beautiful smile. "You all look so beautiful," Melinda said sweetly, looking at the girls. She seemed nonplussed by the fact they were mostly—or in Carynne's case, totally—naked. "Awww, thank you," Kelsey said. "So what can I do for you?" Melinda asked. "I think Stacey wanted you to help us with our hair, Melinda," Carynne said. She stared distastefully at a pair of panties she was holding, then discarded them. "Screw that, I'm going without!" Amanda and Kelsey grinned at her, and Melinda couldn't help but smirk herself. Melinda walked over and took Carynne's hair in her hands, softly pulling her fingers through it. "You have such beautiful hair." "Thanks," Carynne said, smiling at her, even as she purred at the gentle feeling. "Did you not blow dry it all the way though?" Melinda asked curiously. "It's dry in the back, but here at the front it's still pretty wet." Carynne threw my sister a wicked glance, and Kelsey blushed. Melinda caught the gaze between the two of them and got a pensive look on her face. She bent forward a little and smelled Carynne's hair, deeply breathing in the scent of my sister's cum. "Oh, I see," Melinda said softly, staring at my sister. "Is it yours?" Kelsey blushed more furiously and nodded, staring at the beautiful maid with her gorgeous light blue eyes wide open and challenging. "You smell wonderful," Melinda breathed, taking another deep whiff, playing with the wet part of Carynne's hair. "Thank you," Kelsey said softly, gnawing on her lower lip. The sexual tension in the room was almost palpable, and I imagined that at any moment the girls would jump Melinda then completely fuck her to pieces. I was fervently praying for that to happen. Before anyone could say or do anything, however, Stacey came out of the bathroom. "Oh, Melinda, good! Can you please help us with our hair?" she asked, apparently oblivious to the looks the girls were giving each other, or just plain ignoring them because we were running late already. "Of course, Stacey," Melinda said, letting go of Carynne's hair. "You'll probably want to wash that, sweetie, if you want me to do your hair up. Even though it's a shame to lose that wonderful scent!" she whispered sultrily, giving my sister a teasing glance. Carynne smiled at her and nodded, quickly scampering off into the bathroom. I grinned at my sister, and she gave me a slightly disappointed sulk, apparently not happy that things weren't going to go any further with the sexy maid. She quickly got hold of herself, however, and went over to the closet where the girls had put up their dresses. For the next fifty minutes the room was a flurry of activity, the girls putting on their dresses, getting their hair done by Melinda, and disappearing into the bathroom on many occasions to put their makeup on. "Well?" Kelsey asked as the four of them posed in front of me once they were all finally done. It was all I could do to just gasp. "Jesus ... you're all just ... Oh my God! You're all just divine!" I was greeted by the four most perfect smiles in the world, each of the girls very, very pleased with my compliment. Kelsey was wearing a black, short shirred, stretch satin dress that tightly hugged her figure and came to a few inches above her knees. In a striking contrast, the top of the dress was white, including the two spaghetti straps that ran across her shoulders. The color change did a marvelous job of drawing attention to her breasts, since it began right at the start of her curves, covering them but still leaving a nice amount of cleavage exposed. A big white bow was tied across the swell of her breasts, looking for all the world like all you had to do to see them was just tug on the big bowstrings. Right underneath the bow, Kelsey's nipples were standing out admirably in the fabric. I knew my sister was excited from getting to wear a dress like this, since she absolutely loved dressing up. The fact Mom had finally okayed it would just add to her excitement. Her ass looked especially spectacular, perking out nicely because of her killer heels, encitingly stretching the soft satin fabric to the point where it was pulling completely taut. It was easy to see my sister had followed Carynne's example of not wearing any panties, since even the smallest of thongs would have imprinted themselves in the fabric of her dress. Finally, her dress followed the swell of her hips so perfectly that you could easily believe it was just painted on, and I moaned as I saw again just how amazingly curvy and sexy my sister's body really was. I could certifiably say I had the most beautiful sister in the world, and anyone who didn't agree would quickly shut up at a single glance of her in this dress. Three broad bracelets, that I swore were made of white gold, were on her right wrist, while a pair of beautiful earrings—dangling strands which ended in glittering, diamond-encrusted triangles—completed her look. Both the earrings and bracelets had been given to her by Stacey, who had removed them from a safe in her room. Kelsey's lustrous, chestnut hair was partially draped across her left shoulder, with the rest flowing smoothly down her partly bare back. She had put on a modest amount of eyeshadow which highlighted her gorgeous light blue eyes, and she had also applied an ample helping of a totally sexy pink lipstick. She looked absolutely, unbelievably magnificent. Stacey had put on a navy, one shoulder, stretch satin dress, which had a delicate band of white flowers running along the side and across the strap over her right shoulder, as well as along the top of her ample breasts. A beautiful platinum broach covered the flowers right at the junction of the strap and the dress, giving it a certain elegance. The dress was tight, expertly following her slender frame, and came to a few inches below her butt. It had a split over the front of her right leg that I was sure went all the way up to her panties—if she was wearing any to begin with. Stacey's dazzlingly long legs were shown off to fabulous effect in her dress, and I got a brief vision of licking them, slowly, from her ankles all the way to her pussy. Stacey's ass stretched her dress alluringly, though not like Kelsey's. Of course, nobody could match Kelsey's perfect ass when she was dressed like this. She was wearing large, platinum circlets for earrings, and had also put on a white golden necklace from which dangled a beautiful diamond-encrusted cross. She had put it on with a grin, saying she needed something to keep the other three girls from stealing all her thunder. The bottom of the cross lay right between the swells of her breasts. Melinda had elaborately done up Stacey's blonde hair, with ringlets of curls falling to her shoulders, matching her circlet earrings. She was, of course, also wearing heels, though hers were a tad taller than those of her friends, presumably in an effort to make her ass look just that tiny bit more perky. She was wearing a bit more makeup than my sister, her eyelashes looking so long that a guy would probably have to worry about getting poked in the eye if he kissed her. Her lipstick was a bright, ruby red, making it seem as if her lips were begging to suck cock. Carynne, meanwhile, had chosen an azure, satin stretch dress, fairly similar to Kelsey's, though it was just one color and plain, and it had a single strap running across her left shoulder. The strap was a peculiar rhinestone pattern that continued on between her breasts, then ran underneath her right breast towards the back, where it joined with the other end. Carynne's dress didn't show as much cleavage as my sister's or Stacey's, of course, but her nipples were easily visible through the fabric, the nearly one inch long nubs standing proudly, invitingly at attention. It was amazing how Carynne's nipples were always hard, no matter the occasion. I wondered if her nipples occasionally got her better grades, just from being hard in class. More likely, they just got her fucked. The dress was very short, even a little bit shorter than Stacey's, and I already knew the small goddess wasn't wearing panties. I'm sure that if she bent forward her lack of underwear would be readily visible to all who were watching, and her firm, athletic ass was almost teasingly covered. The satin whispered across her butt whenever she moved, making her ass look like the proverbial two kittens playing in a knapsack. Like Kelsey she was wearing diamond earrings, little four-leaf-clover studs in her case, and she was also wearing heels. She had a plain, black ivory bracelet on her right arm, right above her elbow, which matched well with her deep tan. Her nearly black hair had been done up artfully, with a single strand falling off by itself near her right eye, trailing over her right cheek. Carynne's makeup was very light, since her delicate face was so flawless it didn't need anything to already make a man stare at it for hours. She had put on a little bit of a brownish pink lipstick, and just a touch of dark blue eyeshadow. The three of them were heartstoppingly beautiful, but on this occasion they were outdone—deliberately, I knew—by Amanda. My girlfriend had finally given in to the others' badgering, and was wearing the blindingly white, pure silk sheath that she had modeled before. It was tied off over her left shoulder, leaving her right shoulder and a mouthwatering amount of her golden-brown tanned cleavage bare. Her skin was a flawlessly even color all over, with absolutely no tan lines to ruin her look. There was just a small strap beside her breast, running off along the right towards the back, but the rest of her right side was also completely bare, almost as if someone had taken a pair of scissors and just cut an oval out of the side. The amount of her delectable skin that was on display was amazing, and my cock was rising rapidly in my pants again. If she had such an effect on me—someone who'd seen her naked plenty of times—I could only imagine how a guy who saw her for the first time would feel. Her dress, if it could be called that, was shorter still than even Carynne's, ending just below her butt. I knew that if she bent over even an inch her dress would creep up and expose that amazing curve, which her multi-strapped high heels were already threatening to do anyway. If she actually bent all the way forward, her entire ass would just be visible, and riots would probably break out. Her legs were gloriously bare, of course, showing off their athletic perfection. The silk dress wasn't completely see-through, but it was thin enough that it teased an observer with hints of what lay underneath, which in her case was the most perfect body—only equaled in the world by Kelsey's—ever created by God, in all its eighteen year old glory. I couldn't believe how Amanda could pull off a look like this at our age. Women in their twenties and thirties would probably kill to look so completely at ease in such a dress, though I knew that Amanda was a little embarrassed by being so exposed. She just didn't have that major exhibitionist streak like Carynne or Stacey did. Rather than take some diamond earrings from Stacey's collection, Amanda was wearing a pair of earrings with small strands of white pearls hanging from the little studs. When I had asked her about them, she said that her dad had bought them for her when she was thirteen and was finally allowed to get her ears pierced. He had wanted to wait to give them to her until she graduated, but he had finally given in one night when she went to a middle school dance. She'd blinked away a few tears and smiled in remembrance of that night. Her hair simply hung down across her back in a wide fan, all the way down to her perfect ass, the silky golden blonde locks striking a beautiful contrast with her tanned skin. She was every inch a goddess. "Try not to drool on Roger's tux, Damon," Carynne teased me as I gawked at the four of them, my mouth wide open. "It should be a crime for girls to look this beautiful! Someone is going to shoot me just for daring to walk next to you!" I said, leading to a wide round of giggles. "You all do look absolutely beautiful. He's so right about that," Melinda said, smiling sweetly at the four girls. "Please come with us, Melinda!" Kelsey implored. "Stacey's got plenty of dresses that would fit you, and you'd be even more beautiful than us." "Yeah, please?" Stacey said, her voice dripping with honey. They had been trying to get Melinda to agree to come with them for most of the past hour. "I can't, you guys, but thank you so much for asking," Melinda said, giving them another smile. "Maybe some other time." The four sighed and nodded, albeit with reluctance. I had no doubt that if Melinda had decided to come along she'd have gotten the royal treatment, up to and including a multitude of orgasms at the hands of the four horny girls. Stacey grabbed her cellphone and called Jonathan, asking him to get the limo out front. While she did so, Kelsey came over and sat down beside me. "Amanda told me that you talked to Mom. Did you really get her to lift that stupid dress code?" I nodded with a happy look, so very glad that I'd been able to do that for her. "Oh Damon, thank you so much!" she said warmly, wrapping her arms around my neck and fiercely pulling me against her. Her lips brushed mine and we kissed gently. I was surprised when I saw a tear slide down her cheek. "What's wrong?" I asked, a little concerned. "Nothing," she sniffed, wiping away another tear even as she gave me a wan smile. "You're just so good to me. I'll never be able to repay you for all your kindness, and—" I leaned forward and kissed her again, silencing her. "You don't have to repay me for anything, Kel. You'll never owe me anything. Even if wasn't in love with you, you're still my sister, and you mean more to me than anything in this world. You always have. I love you, and I trust you and admire you, and I'll do anything for you, you know that." I saw her eyes flicker for a moment, almost as if they got momentarily infused with sadness. Before I could try to figure out if anything was wrong, however, they quickly sparkled again, and her smile grew wider. She kissed me, gently at first, then more insistently. We both moaned as our lips almost fused together. "Is this a private kissing party, or can anyone join in?" Amanda asked as she appeared beside us with a big smile on her lips. Kelsey glanced over at her, then she suddenly groaned. "What?" Amanda asked, looking confused. "I can see your pussy! Every time you take a step ... I can see it. Oh, baby, that is just so hot!" Kelsey said, her voice smoky while she gave Amanda a hungry grin. Amanda blushed furiously. "Oh no! I can't go to the restaurant like this! I need to put on some panties." "No," Stacey said, coming up behind her and giving her a soft kiss on her cheek, while slipping her hand underneath Amanda's shift, gently rubbing her ass. "No panties. That wrap is thin enough that they would just show anyways. Besides, it's so much more sexy this way." "But Stacey... !" Amanda complained. "Nuh-uh," the tall blonde grinned. "No complaints. I want to see you like this, all night. I want to stare at you, and I want to get wet from knowing that you're not wearing any panties. I want to catch glimpses of your hot pussy and your amazing ass. It will drive all of us crazy." Amanda sighed and looked at me. "What do you think?" "I think you are the most gorgeous girl I've ever seen." She gave me a beautiful smile. "You're so sweet, but that's not what I asked." "I love how you look, honey. You look fantastic! I want you to go like this." "Me too!" Kelsey chimed in, her voice still hungry. "God..." Amanda sighed, closing her eyes, apparently summoning up some reserves of courage. "Okay, fine." "Good girl," Stacey said, giving her another kiss, right as Jonathan knocked on the door to inform us the limo was waiting. ------- The limo pulled up in front of an incredibly chic looking restaurant, and the six of us got out and assembled on the red carpet underneath the restaurant's awning. There was a long line of people, apparently all waiting on a table, each of them dressed in impressive formal evening wear. My eyes practically popped out of my head while I observed the parking lot. I had thought the cars at Chez Pierre had been impressive, but they were nothing compared to the lineup I saw here: Ferrari, Porsche, Lamborghini, Rolls, Jaguar, Aston Martin, McLaren-Mercedes and several that I didn't even recognize were seemingly everywhere. I half expected to see a Bugatti Veyron parked somewhere, though if there really was, I'd probably steal it. The girls shivered slightly in the cool weather, and after telling the limo driver she'd call him when we'd need him, Stacey motioned for us to follow her, resolutely bypassing the line to muttered complaints. I offered my arm to Kelsey and Amanda, who both gratefully took it, while Stacey led us into the restaurant's reception area. The maître d' frowned at her at first, apparently getting ready to deliver some scathing rebuke for skipping the line, but as soon as he recognized who was walking up to him, his demeanor changed instantly. "Mademoiselle Winterton, what a pleasure to see you again!" he fawned, coming out to take her hands and squeeze them. He tried to affect a French accent, but only managed to come off sounding like a poor man's Merovingian. I mentioned that fact to Kelsey and Amanda, and they giggled loudly. Kelsey elbowed me in my ribs and admonished me to behave. "Hello George, good to see you too," Stacey said with a smile. "Thank you for getting us my favorite table, that was very kind of you." "But of course, mademoiselle! Anything for you! I've made sure you will have your privacy, as you requested, and Sylvie and Lauren will be your waitresses for the evening. I hope you will enjoy." "I'm sure we will, George, thank you," Stacey said, nodding at him, then giving a smile to the two pretty waitresses who were waiting for us. "Hi girls." "Hi miss Winterton," the taller of the two said, giving her a wide smile in return. "Sylvie, how often do I have to ask you to call me Stacey?" The girl, who I guessed to be in her mid twenties, with long, lustrous brunette hair and an ample set of tits, just smiled prettily and motioned for us to follow her. I saw Jonathan shake George's hand and surreptitiously slip him what seemed to be several hundred dollar bills. They both gave each other a slight nod, then Jonathan walked after us. We followed the two waitresses into the restaurant, though not before I heard some old guy complain to George that he and his wife had been waiting for thirty minutes, while this 'gaggle of teenagers' could just go right on in. I couldn't overhear what George said to try to mollify him, but I had to admit that it was good to have a friend like Stacey. In more ways than one. The restaurant was large but not overly so, probably seating right around a hundred people. It was quite noisy, more than I would have expected from the type of people that occupied the tables; then again, I guessed that if you were rich enough to eat here, you probably didn't give a shit if you were being a little loud. As we walked through the restaurant towards our table, however, I began to notice the noise slowly lowering. I frowned as I tried to figure out why, wondering if my hearing was going bad or something. It took me several moments to realize that it was only the people in our vicinity that were suddenly stopping, in mid-conversation, while we passed them by. It took only a few more seconds to discover the reason. The sight of four such gorgeous girls, in their stunning evening wear, was causing every man, and quite a few women too, to just stop whatever they were doing and gawk. It was more subtle than that, of course, just a few glances here and there, but there was no hiding the lack of conversation when we passed by peoples' tables. There were a few men, and one woman, who blatantly ogled the girls with their mouths wide open, but most just sort of glanced at the beauty that paraded past. Stacey and Carynne, walking side by side, ate it all up, grinning happily and even nodding at several of the more obvious looks they were getting. But it was quickly obvious that the two magnificent girls on my arms were really the center of attention. Amanda was blushing softly, seemingly a little embarrassed at all the attention, while Kelsey was smiling brightly, obviously loving it. As we walked past, men would just stare at them, sometimes to the obvious displeasure of the women they were with. However, several of the women gave my two girlfriends a friendly nod or even smiles as they walked by, appreciating the way they looked. I blinked as I realized I had just thought of Kelsey as my girlfriend, rather than my sister. I smiled broadly; I could get used to Kel being my girlfriend, and I wondered if we could become more in the future. I threw a quick glance over my left shoulder, gazing at my sister's butt as she walked on my arm. Her satin dress did absolutely nothing to hide what a fucking spectacular ass she had, the fabric swishing and shifting over it with every step. It created an almost intoxicating effect and was in many ways even more sexy than seeing her ass naked. Her entire body was just one sweeping curve, and it looked absolutely fantastic in the form-fitting dress. Glancing over to the other side, Amanda's wrap was doing more than just swishing and shifting while she walked. It was actually constantly slipping up onto her butt, exposing the bottom half of her cheeks—and the fact she wasn't wearing any panties—to everyone who was watching, which was pretty much the entire restaurant. I marveled again at how firm and athletic her ass looked and how perfectly tanned it was. Coupled with the sheer admiration for the two stunning beauties on my arm, there was also, of course, an undertone of seething hatred which was directed my way. As I usually did in situations like these, I made sure to put on my biggest, shit-eating grin while I guided the girls past whole hordes of admirers. Just to really rub it in, I slowly put my hands on their backs and let them slip down, teasingly stroking the smalls of their backs, then cupping both their asses. I moaned when I felt my fingers touch Amanda's bare ass. "You naughty boy," she grinned at me, while Kelsey just squeezed my arm to let me know she loved what I was doing. I smiled at them, squeezing their asses in return. God, I wanted to just throw them over the nearest table and take both their asses. The glares in my direction became more noticeable and ominous, and I half-expected someone to just jump up and stab me with a steak knife. I wondered if Jonathan would protect me, or if he'd hold me in place to make sure my attacker could get a mortal jab in. Sylvie led us to a small circular staircase at the end of the restaurant, going up in front of us. Jonathan, who had been walking behind me, quickly moved up and offered Stacey his hand to help her up the stairs. "Good boy," Amanda said, smiling at him. I briefly debated being a pervert and letting the girls go up the stairs in front of me, just so I could stare at their asses, but I didn't want to be outdone by Jonathan in the chivalry department. I offered my hand to Kelsey, escorting her up the stairs, then returned for Amanda and Carynne, individually. All three were beaming at me once we were all upstairs, and the younger waitress, Lauren, gave me a bright smile, obviously impressed with my gentlemanly behavior. There were a lot fewer tables upstairs than there had been downstairs, and they were far more spaced out as well. Apparently the restaurant had set aside an area for those people who wanted a bit more privacy, and I noticed the lights had also been dimmed, creating a very cozy atmosphere. Sylvie led us over towards the far end of the second floor, where a huge wall of dark matte glass sectioned off a corner of the restaurant. She opened a door in the glass wall and allowed us to go in. Within the room was a beautiful, dark wooden table with eight elaborate table settings on it, four to each side. Two exquisite crystal chandeliers hung above the table, providing just the right amount of light to make the setting very intimate. I quickly realized that while nobody could see from the outside in, the same thing couldn't be said for people inside the glass-walled chamber—I could see out into the restaurant clear as day. At the end other end of the room was a large, circular door, leading out to a covered balcony which had a marvelous view of an area of extensive woodlands behind the restaurant. Stacey took Carynne's hand and made her sit down at the far end of the table, then took the seat right beside her. Kelsey, Amanda and I took three seats opposite them, and I held out the chair for both girls, earning me two beautiful smiles in return. Jonathan was about to sit next down to Stacey when she told him to go sit on the other side, next to Amanda. When he flinched and gave her a dark glare, she told him she didn't want to split Katie and Brian up when they got there. He nodded curtly and took the seat beside Amanda, taking care not to ogle her in her very revealing dress. "Damn," I whispered as I sat down myself, staring at the elaborate setting in front of me. Three forks, three knives, a spoon and some kind of two-pronged fork I didn't recognize were on both sides of my plate, while no fewer than five glasses were situated right above it. A small butter plate and butter knife rounded out the ensemble. I looked at Amanda and Kelsey, who were also looking curiously at the amount of silverware in front of them. Stacey smiled at us, then quickly explained what each fork and knife was for, revealing that the two-pronged fork was, in fact, an oyster fork. I hoped we weren't going to have any oysters, because I had no clue how it was to be used. Sylvie and Lauren handed each of us a menu, a rich, dark leather-bound affair that held a surprising amount of pages, though most were for the restaurant's extremely extensive wine cellar. My eyes nearly shattered when I saw the prices. My personal cash reserves wouldn't have even allowed me to pay for just myself. "Do you guys all want wine?" Stacey asked, looking around the table. I fully expected our waitresses to object, seeing as how none of us were old enough to drink—Jonathan excepted—but they just stood patiently as we all nodded. Jonathan asked for an orange juice and wouldn't budge when Stacey asked him to loosen up. "I'm here to protect you, Stacey, I'm not here as your date," he said curtly. We all fidgeted in our seats a bit uncomfortably, though Stacey's eyes flashed dark murder at him. He simply returned her gaze, unfazed, and after several seconds, Stacey lowered her eyes first. Turning her attention back to the wine chart, Stacey asked Sylvie to bring us two bottles of something called Chateaux Haut Brion Pessac 1982, as well as a Sauvignon Blanc. The pretty waitress smiled and walked off, while Lauren poured each of us a glass of ice water before departing as well. "How come you didn't ask for a specific vintage with the white wine, Stacey?" Amanda asked curiously. She was holding my left hand underneath the table, while Kelsey was holding my right hand in plain view of everyone. I felt like a million bucks. "In general you don't have to age white wine like you do red," Stacey explained. "Though don't ask me why, since I didn't pay all that much attention when my mom explained all this stuff to me." The girls grinned at her cute little shrug. "The Loire Valley makes whites that can be drunk young or after a few years, and there's not that much difference in taste, at least not to me. My mom could probably taste the difference between a '98 and a '99 after one sip. Anyways, Sylvie will get us a good bottle, she always does," Stacey finished. "Your mom sure does teach you a lot of this kind of stuff, doesn't she?" Kelsey asked. Stacey nodded. "Yeah, she goes all out to make me a proper lady, and most of the time it's just so boring! But I put up with it to make her happy. Besides, it is kinda nice to known which wines are really good, so I can impress you guys." We all chuckled at her, then Carynne said, "Proper lady, whatever! You weren't being very lady-like with me earlier!" "You loved it, and you know it," Stacey grinned. "You little slut." Carynne's smile lit up the entire room, and I looked over at Jonathan with a bit of worry. I didn't know how much he knew about what the girls did to each other, but he just sat staring straight ahead, apparently not having even heard a word of what we said. Maybe that was what a good bodyguard did, I thought. I couldn't help but notice him glance at the door and the exit to the balcony every few seconds, as if making sure nobody was going to come barging in to try and abduct Stacey. I wondered if he was armed, then realized that since he was her only bodyguard for the evening he probably was. He probably wouldn't ask any questions first either. "This room is really beautiful," Amanda remarked. "I love that glass wall." "I know. I was so glad we could get it, it's just a perfect ambiance, and it gives you all the privacy you could want too," Stacey said, nodding happily. "Is the balcony covered?" Amanda asked. "Uh-huh. We can have a drink outside later, if you guys want. It's got heaters, and it's sheltered from the wind and such, plus on a cool night like this it's just really nice and refreshing." "Thanks for taking us here, Stace, you're so awesome," Kelsey said, throwing her friend a huge smile. "You're welcome. Anything for you guys," Stacey said, her smile even larger than my sister's. Glancing through the glass wall into the restaurant, I saw Lauren leading Brian and Katie to our room. I quickly got up and went to the door, wanting to greet both my friends, and as they approached the door I felt my jaw drop. Brian was just dressed in a tuxedo, much like Jonathan and myself, but Katie was absolutely stunning. She was a wearing a bright ruby red, very low cut V-line halter dress which showed off a mouthwatering amount of cleavage. Her nipples were easily visible through the thin fabric as it rustled across her breasts, and she was obviously not wearing a bra. The dress clung alluringly to every curve and swished marvelously over her hips and her ass as well. It had a split on the side of her left leg that easily led all the way up to her hip, giving everyone tantalizing glimpses of her long, athletic legs. I tried to discern if she was wearing panties but was unable to in the restaurant's soft lighting. She had on a pair of killer six inch heels with single black straps that almost looked like bracelets around her ankles. In addition, she was wearing what appeared to be a black silk choker around her gracefully slender neck. Her auburn colored hair was magnificently done up in complicated layers of curls, and she had two small golden circlets in her ears. She seemed to be wearing very little makeup, her own complexion beautiful enough that she didn't need it to look gorgeous. She walked with all the grace and confidence of a queen, as if there was no doubt in her mind that she would come into the room and sweep these high school girls off their feet. I figured she'd be in for a bit of a surprise where that was concerned. Judging by the way he looked at her, Brian was obviously losing his mind over her, but Katie's eyes were firmly focused on the door. Lauren opened the door, and Katie swept through, immediately throwing me a huge smile as soon as she saw me, then she wrapped me in gentle hug. She gave me a soft kiss that lasted several seconds longer than really would have been comfortable between two people who were just friends. She tasted faintly like strawberries, and my knees were started to shiver. "Mmmm, hey handsome," Katie said softly, unintentionally mirroring my sister's mode of address for me earlier. "Hey. God, you look absolutely beautiful," I said, my voice croaking a little at the feel of her hot body pressing against me. "Thanks," she said, smiling sweetly before letting her gaze sweep over the room and her female companions for the evenings. Her smile was broad, but I could see her eyes scanning everyone, and she gave away little telltale signs on her face as she examined the girls and their dresses. She seemed smitten with Stacey, and her eyes grew slightly envious when she watched Amanda in her tiny silk wrap. "I see it's a good thing I spent the entire afternoon shopping for this dress, because you would have all upstaged me again otherwise!" Katie said, throwing the girls a big smile. She was greeted by a sea of giggles in return. "Oh, stop it! You're absolutely gorgeous, and you know it! You're just being silly when you say we all look so much better than you do," Amanda said kindly, the look in her eyes revealing that she was obviously taken with Katie's dress. "Uh-huh," Katie said sarcastically, though with a friendly overtone. "Yes honey, I'm sure that I drew just as much attention while walking through the restaurant as you did. Stand up for me, and let me see the rest of your dress, please?" Amanda blushed softly but did as Katie asked, standing up and letting the tall college girl marvel at her outfit. "God, I wish I could pull off wearing something like that," Katie groaned enviously. "You look so spectacular." "Thanks," Amanda said softly. Katie smiled as she turned to Brian, who was patiently waiting for his lady to finish making her entrance. "What do you think, Brian? Does she look hot?" He threw me a quick glance, as if asking for permission to make comments about my girlfriend. I gave him a small grin and nodded, and he swallowed loudly. "Yeah, she looks hot. She looks very hot." Amanda's blush grew bigger, but she also had a proud little smile on her face. Kelsey reached out and grabbed her hand, squeezing it. Stacey got up as Katie walked over towards her, and the two gorgeous girls gave each other a huge hug. Then, before Stacey could even react, Katie kissed her deeply, her mouth almost devouring Stacey's lips. Everyone in the room stared at the two of them while Katie nibbled on Stacey's bottom lip, and I could see their tongues flash briefly, tasting each other. My cock was practically ripping out of my tux, and I could hear Brian groan behind me. I threw a worried glance at Jonathan, afraid he was going to freak out, but he was still stoically staring straight ahead, though I thought I could see him clenching his jaw. "Thanks for inviting us, hon," Katie said, a little out of breath, once she let go of Stacey's lips after a few moments. Stacey seemed a little woozy, but she quickly recovered, giving her a happy smile. "You're so welcome. I'm so glad you could come. Will you sit with me?" Katie nodded, and the two girls sat down beside each other. Katie threw the other girls a smile, her gaze lingering fondly on my sister, who returned it with a sly grin. "Hey D," Brian said softly, shaking my hand. "Hey man. Quite an entrance, huh?" I said, a little uncomfortably, my voice equally as quiet. "Fuck yeah. Who is that blonde girl?" "Stacey. She's Karl Winterton's daughter, and she's the cheerleader captain. She's the one who invited us tonight." "Damn, she is so hot! I thought I was going to pass out when she made out with Katie." "That didn't bother you, did it?" I asked worriedly. "What? Hell no, why would that bother me?" he grinned. "I thought it was hot as hell!" I felt myself relax, giving him an understanding nod. He'd fit in quite well with this particular group. We both went to our seats, and Amanda immediately gave me a kiss on my cheek. "You'd better not be kissing any more smoking hot redheads tonight, or you're going to be in so much trouble!" she whispered in my ear, then she bit my earlobe quite fiercely. I gave her an apologetic glance, but quickly relaxed when I saw her smile. "Yeah? Will that trouble involve lots of spanking?" I joked, mimicking my sister's standard reply to being told she was in trouble. Amanda laughed delightedly, her peels of laughter reverberating throughout the room. She gave me a soft smooch on my cheek. "You're so silly. I love you." "I love you too," I said, my heart on my sleeve. "What's so funny?" Kelsey asked, peeking around me at Amanda. "He asked if I'd spank him if he got into trouble. What do you think, should we spank him?" Kelsey grinned. "I'd rather spank Carynne, or you, but I'll join in on that, yeah!" Carynne perked up at hearing her name in conjunction with the word 'spanking', throwing my sister a devilish look. "After dinner?" the small, gorgeous brunette asked eagerly. "Sure baby!" Kelsey laughed, then she suddenly squeaked in surprise as I pinched her marvelous ass. "You better not get any funny ideas about spanking me, Kel," I warned her teasingly. "Or you might wind up with a bright red ass yourself." My sister's eyes flashed hotly, and I heard her moan softly in her throat. "I'd love it if you spanked me tonight," she whispered almost inaudibly. "While I'm wearing this dress." I felt a huge lump build in my throat, and I swallowed audibly while my cock grew to ridiculous lengths in my pants. Amanda's hand found it easily, and she squeezed it several times. I nodded wordlessly at Kelsey, feeling light headed at the thought of spanking her later. She flashed me a beautiful, happy grin. As I turned around to ask Amanda if she wanted to join in, I heard Stacey mention how she loved Katie's dress, and how she wished she had the college girl's figure. "Oh please, you'll be far more curvy and sexy than I am once you reach my age," Katie said, nibbling on her lower lip as she gazed at Stacey. "Which I'll be in like two years! And I'd happily settle for just as curvy," Stacey chuckled, then she reached out and softly touched Katie's choker. "I really love your collar." Katie's eyes opened wide, and she stared at Stacey questioningly. "Uhm, I mean ... your choker ... uh..." Stacey said, suddenly uncomfortable, and for the first time since I'd met her she started blushing brightly. It looked really nice on her, giving her a sultry, yet cute look. Katie's quizzical look turned into one of outright joy, and she put her hand on Stacey's, gently squeezing it. "I'm glad you like it. I think it goes well with this dress and the occasion, don't you?" Stacey turned her hand around and squeezed Katie's in return, nodding wordlessly. Carynne was grinning at the two of them while they stared deeply into each other's eyes. I glanced over at Brian, and saw that he was staring at Katie as if seeing her for the very first time. I wondered what Stacey had meant when she said collar. Before anyone could say anything else, Sylvie and Lauren returned with the bottles of wine, and a glass of orange juice for Jonathan. "Will your two new guests be drinking wine as well, miss Winterton?" Sylvie asked politely while she efficiently uncorked the bottles. "Do you guys like wine?" Stacey asked, glancing a little past Katie at Brian. "Sure," Katie said, while Brian also nodded. Stacey nodded at Sylvie, who proceeded to pour a small amount of the red wine into one of her glasses. Stacey delicately sniffed it, then she took a small sip, nodding in satisfaction. The process was repeated with the bottle of white wine, which Stacey also approved, and Sylvie quickly poured all of us a glass. Most of us took red, though Carynne and Amanda preferred white. Once all our glasses were full, Stacey raised hers, looking at me and Brian in turn. "Here's to winning your State championships!" The others at the table echoed her toast, and I smiled at her and nodded in thanks, taking a sip of the wine. It was easily the best wine I had ever tasted in my entire life, and I figured it also cost more than I currently owned. After we had all put our glasses down, Sylvie asked, "Would you like me to explain the menu to your guests, miss Winterton?" Stacey gave her an exasperated look, presumably at Sylvie's insistence on calling her miss Winterton, and Sylvie just smiled, looking slightly pleased with herself. Stacey started giggling within a few seconds of watching that look. "What do you guys want?" Stacey asked all of us. "We can eat off the menu, or we can just let the chef surprise us. He's a master cook, and I've never had anything that wasn't absolutely wonderful. I prefer not knowing what I'll get, but if you just want to pick something, that's fine too." "I'll eat the surprise, sure," I said, and everyone quickly chimed in, saying that having the chef prepare us something sounded great. Stacey nodded."Alright. Ask the chef for a five course surprise for all of us, Sylvie, but these two hunks will need a double portion of everything," she said, indicating me and Brian. Sylvie's mouth actually opened in surprise when she heard Stacey's instructions, but she quickly caught herself and nodded. "Very well, miss Winterton." The two girls left the room again, and Brian looked over at Stacey. "Thanks for inviting us, Stacey, I really appreciate it. It's also really kind of you to order double for Damon and I." Stacey smiled at him. "I've seen what Damon eats. I figured you two could probably use it." Brian and I both nodded, grinning at her. All of us trailed off into individual discussions for awhile. Katie and Stacey were talking to each other in a low voice, seeming to really enjoy themselves. Carynne and Kelsey were chatting happily about all kinds of girly things, while Brian managed to strike up a discussion with Jonathan when Jonathan revealed that he occasionally fought in MMA contests, of which Brian was a huge fan. Amanda and I talked about minor things, holding each other's hands, just loving being together. We snuck a few kisses in every now and then, and I felt myself fall more and more in love with her by the minute. Sylvie and Lauren came to check up on us about every five minutes, refilling our glasses whenever they were getting a little low. Brian asked for a Sam Adams after his second glass of wine, on account that he wasn't really much of a wine drinker, and Lauren dutifully brought him one. The rest of us finished the two bottles of red right after our first course had been brought out: a delicious seafood cake in some sort of spicy sauce. Both Amanda and Kelsey moaned at the delicious taste, while I devoured my two cakes in just a few bites. I had gotten hungry enough again since lunch that the heavy cakes didn't even dent my appetite, but fortunately there were four more courses to come. My stomach rumbled loudly at the prospect. Stacey asked for two more bottles of red wine which Sylvie swiftly provided, and we were all starting to get a warm, rosy glow from the alcohol. Amanda was getting a bit more giggly, and Kelsey got a lot more intimate, giving me several long kisses. She also sought out my cock underneath the table with her small hand, stroking and rubbing it through my pants so sensually that I had to actually restrain her before she made me blow my load in my boxers. "I'm so tempted to go under the table and just suck you off," my sister whispered hotly in my ear. "I want to drink all your cum!" I clenched my teeth to keep from erupting from the lust I could hear in her voice. Katie and Stacey were really hitting it off, giggling with each other and whispering seductively, while almost constantly holding hands. I felt a bit sorry for Brian, seeing as how his date was blatantly flirting with another girl, but he seemed to not really care; I remembered him saying that he couldn't keep up with Katie anyways, so perhaps he didn't mind so much. I guessed he might even be hoping he'd get a threesome out of it later in the evening. Knowing Katie and Stacey, I figured his odds were pretty damn good. Carynne seemed a bit bored, on account of Stacey being preoccupied with Katie, so eventually she just came over to our side of the table and promptly sat down in Kelsey's lap. Kelsey grinned happily and tickled her gorgeous friend, which led to an absolute waterfall of squeals and giggles from both of them. Stacey and Katie smiled at the two of them. "I love your bow, Kelsey," Katie said while staring at my sister's breasts and the big white bow that covered them. "Thanks," my sister said appreciatively. "But will you call me Kel, please?" Katie smiled and nodded, staring almost hungrily at my sister. I was hoping they'd go at each other again a little later, and that I'd get to watch. The mere thought of Katie riding my sister's face was driving me nuts. Carynne twisted a little in Kelsey's lap and stared at the bow as well, then she reached out and grabbed it, tugging on it. "You're like this big Christmas present that I just want to open!" Kelsey grinned at the gorgeous girl and squeezed her athletic ass, causing her to squirm excitedly in my sister's lap. Sylvie and Lauren returned with our second course, large salads and bowls of a darkly textured, creamy soup which I'd never had before. It had a sharp taste which was just as marvelous as the seafood cakes, and everyone seemed to love it. Brian and I grinned at the size of our bowls: they were almost buckets. Carynne seemed a little disappointed at having to return to her own chair, and she took another glass of white wine, gulping it down while her eyes kept devouring my sister. No sooner had we finished our course when she returned to my sister's lap. "So, Kel, be honest ... how many men stared at you when you walked through the restaurant?" Katie asked, a small teasing smile on her face. "A lot." Kelsey smiled. "Though most of them were watching Amanda, not me." "They were not!" Amanda protested, reaching behind me to slap Kelsey's shoulder. "Stop lying! You know just as well as I do that everyone was watching your incredible ass!" "Right, because mine was constantly half naked like yours was!" Kelsey grinned, sticking her tongue out at her lover. Amanda shook her head and started grinning as well, her eyes promising payback. I knew Kelsey was going to be in for quite a spanking later. I fervently hoped I'd be able to join, and my hands were itching to get started. "You both look so amazing," Katie breathed. "Did you like having all those men watch you?" Amanda and Kelsey stared at each other for a few moments, then they nodded simultaneously. "Yeah, we did," my sister said softly. "Did it make you wet?" Katie asked, lowering her voice so it was barely audible. "Yes," my sister breathed hotly, squirming in her seat. I felt my mouth go dry at the thought of my sister's wet slit, and I wanted to push my face between her legs and eat her wonderful cunt until she couldn't cum anymore. I'd happily drink one of those bucket-bowls of her cum. Katie nodded. "It makes me so horny when total strangers just watch me like they want to ravage me." Amanda giggled, and Katie threw her a wicked smirk. "You love it too! Don't tell me you don't!" Katie accused. My girlfriend blushed, then she nodded too. "Yeah, I do." "I knew it. You wouldn't be wearing what you're wearing if you didn't get off on that attention." "Actually, we're the ones who made her wear that," my sister said, sounding very pleased with herself. "We had to be very persuasive before she agreed to wear it." "Really? Well, I should thank all of you then, because I just love her outfit. She looks so hot, I want to just devour her!" Katie said hotly. Stacey smiled at her and slowly drew her finger across Katie's silk choker. "Be a good girl, and we may just let you have her," she practically purred. Katie's eyes blazed with desire as she flitted her gaze between Stacey and Amanda. I leaned in close to Amanda and whispered in her ear, "Stacey seems very quick to give you away to other girls?" "Oh, you noticed that, huh?" Amanda grinned. "It's okay, she wouldn't push it if I said no." "Would you?" I asked. "Say no I mean?" She took her bottom lip between her teeth while she gazed at Katie. "No, I wouldn't say no. She's so hot, and Kelsey told me she tastes wonderful," she said excitedly. "If you do ever fuck her, I want to watch," I moaned softly. Her smile grew several times brighter, and she gave me a sensual kiss, trapping my lip between hers and tugging on it gently. When she finally let it go with a little pop, she nodded at me. I felt my heartbeat increase to a billion beats per second, images of Katie and Amanda mauling each other floating through my brain. Even though I was having a great time, I wished the chef would hurry up with those last three dishes, so we could get out of there and fuck. The evening went on slowly, both Amanda and Kelsey delightedly taking turns in turning me on as much as they could, rubbing and stroking my cock through my pants, kissing me, and generally just teasing the living shit out of me. Carynne came over to Kelsey's lap several times, and my sister made happy use of the opportunity to give her lovely friend some deep, sultry kisses. It made Katie stare at the two of them like she wanted nothing more than to join them. Our third course was a small dish that I had never seen before, which Sylvie identified as some unpronounceable French nonsense. It tasted okay, though it seemed to be made primarily of bean sprouts which were hardly my favorite. All the light appetizers were starting to make my stomach very unhappy, and it loudly voiced its discontent several times. The bottles of wine were emptied again, and Stacey asked for single bottles of white and red to replace them since we were all starting to get fairly loaded. Everyone was having a great time talking and teasing each other, and the sexual tension in the room was slowly mounting. Katie couldn't take her eyes off my two girlfriends, while Stacey seemed absolutely smitten with the gorgeous redhead. Carynne had long since conceded Stacey's attention and satisfied herself with performing extensive tonsil exams on my sister. Amanda and I just cuddled, both of us getting hornier by the minute and becoming almost desperate to fuck. I caught an occasional whiff of her excited pussy, and the wonderful smell drove me absolutely insane. I teasingly let my hand slide between her legs, and she opened them up for me with a low groan, shivering when I touched her naked pussy. She was so hot and wet that she almost burned my finger, and I let it slip inside her agonizingly slow, just deep enough to drive her crazy. I left it inside her for a bit, then pulled it out, just giving her a satisfied grin. She pouted beautifully, getting even by again rubbing my cock through my pants until it seemed that a mere breeze would set it off. But we both waited impatiently until we could finally get out of there. Brian and Jonathan were engaged in serious debate about the merits of Fedor's list of opponents, and seemed almost oblivious to what was going on around them, though Brian at least let his gaze roam over all the female curves on display from time to time, and he flitted an occasional hungry glance at Carynne and Kelsey making out. Jonathan watched Stacey every now and then, scowling as he saw the open flirting she was doing with Katie, but not showing any interest in anything else at all. He did still keep glancing at the door and the balcony exit every few moments, however. Sylvie seemed totally unconcerned with what was going on, several times walking in on Carynne and my sister hungrily making out. Lauren was a little surprised the first time she saw it, then she just grinned. Her look indicated she wouldn't have minded joining the two beauties. Our main course consisted of lean cuts of a wide selection of grilled meats: beef, pork, chicken, fish and even lamb, all served in giant, steaming hot skillets, along with a veritable helping of vegetables, fried potatoes, baked potatoes, rice and a few things that I couldn't even identify. Most of the girls took chicken or fish, with Jonathan also taking chicken, leaving me and Brian to help ourselves to obscene portions of the steak and pork as well as some of the lamb. I didn't keep track of how much I ate, but it must have been at least a pound, shoveling piece after piece of the deliciously seasoned meats into my mouth. I was half worried I was going to break out into the meat sweats. Amanda and I played a little lover's game, feeding each other morsels of food to be followed by small kisses, and Katie grinned whenever she saw us, commenting that she thought we looked so perfectly cute together. After Sylvie and Lauren had taken away the dishes, Stacey told them we'd wait a little before our dessert, because everyone was stuffed. I had to admit that even I had had enough; Amanda had actually asked me if I should be eating this much while I was wolfing down my last chunk of steak. I had grinned at her and said that I was sure her hot body could burn off all these calories in no time, which had caused her to giggle naughtily. I smiled at her, remembering what she had told me at Discovery regarding alcohol just making her giggly; she'd had quite a few glasses of wine by that point. I loved how bubbly she became with a few drinks in her. "Carynne and I wanna go get some air, you want to come?" Kelsey asked us, getting up after Carynne got out of her lap. "Sure," I said. Some fresh air sounded nice, since the room was getting a little stuffy despite the air conditioning being on. I offered my hand to help Amanda get up, and the four of us walked over to the balcony door. Stacey gave us a knowing grin, mouthing at us to have fun. I felt myself blush a bit, wondering what she thought we were going to do. It was pleasantly warm on the balcony, courtesy of the multiple air heaters, though with the crisp tang of fresh fall air mixed in. The matte glass extended along the sides of the balcony, leaving only the far end exposed to the elements. We walked over to the far marble railing, leaning across it and staring out at the beautiful woodlands behind the restaurant. It was dark already, but the moon was bright enough to offer an almost surreal view of the area. I wrapped my arm around Amanda's shoulder, and she cuddled up against me. I wanted to do the same with Kelsey but realized Carynne already had her arm tucked around my sister. Carynne gave me an apologetic little smile, and I winked at her to let her know it was alright. A few moments later Kelsey turned towards her friend, and they started making out again. "Kel and Carynne are really going at it tonight, aren't they?" I whispered to Amanda. She nodded. "Kel said she'd give us as much time to ourselves as we wanted." "Huh? Why? She didn't have to do that." "I know, and I told her so, but she wanted to make sure she wasn't grabbing your attention away from me or something." Amanda shrugged, her face showing she didn't really get it either. "And I guess Carynne is all too happy to be a diversion, huh?" Amanda looked past me at the girls who were eagerly kissing each other, then she leaned in a little closer, whispering in my ear, "I think Carynne's deeply in love with her, to be honest." My eyes opened wide in surprise as I flitted my gaze between my gorgeous girlfriend and the hot spectacle to my left. My cock was growing rapidly at the sight of two smoking hot girls hungrily making out, their tongues flashing as they tried to devour each others' mouths. "Are you serious?" I asked Amanda quietly. She nodded with a small smile. "I think so, anyways. Have you never noticed how she always gravitates to Kel, no matter what?" I thought about it and quickly realized she was right. Carynne did seem to have a particular fondness for being with my sister. "Yeah, I guess so." "It's been going on for awhile. She keeps it very well hidden; I don't think Kelsey has a clue about it." "So how did you figure it out then?" She shrugged. "Just small things she says and does. She's always wanting to be with Kel, always making sure that Kel approves of what she does, things like that. It's not hard evidence or anything, but all the signs sure point in that direction." "Wow. Do you not mind?" She shook her head. "No, not really. She's never tried to insinuate herself between us, though she does constantly try to tease or seduce us into having sex with her. Which I don't really even mind all that much." I snorted, causing her to grin cutely. "Okay, okay, I don't mind it at all! I love it!" she admitted happily. "Yeah, don't try to lie, sweetheart. I've seen how crazy you go when Carynne's playing with you!" I teased. She groaned deeply. "She is such an amazing lover. I mean, I thought Kelsey and Stacey were making me see stars, but the first time Carynne got her hands on me and made me cum, I literally passed out." "I thought you never quit when having sex?" "I didn't quit!" she grinned. "I passed out! That's something completely different. When I came to, I begged her to do it again." I laughed and glanced over at Carynne and my sister again. They were still actively engaged in what was turning out to be the hottest 'girls kissing' session I'd ever seen, but they had now sat down on one of the benches that were situated along the balcony's railing. As I watched them, Carynne lay down on her back on the bench, pulling Kelsey along on top of her. The wonderful nymph wrapped her legs around my sister's as they feasted on each other's mouths. I began to think I should be recording all of it so I could put it on YouTube. That video'd kick Judson Laippley's ass in a week! I turned my attention back to Amanda who was smiling happily at the two enthusiastically kissing girls. "I think that pretty much settles any debate on whether Carynne is in love with her, huh?" I grinned. Amanda nodded. "It's not like we can blame her for falling in love with Kelsey. I mean, I fell in love with her in just a few days. So did you, for that matter," she said pointedly. I gave her a guilty grin, and she smiled beautifully as she elbowed me softly in my side. "I know, it's almost impossible to resist Kelsey," I said wistfully, staring at the two girls. "Are you okay? You don't mind Carynne being in love with Kelsey, do you?" Amanda asked worriedly, misinterpreting my meaning. "No, I don't, not at all. Hell, I'm her brother, and I'm already sharing her with one amazing girl! I don't see that it makes much difference to share her with yet another one," I grinned. "Perv!" She laughed. "You just want to have more foursomes!" I gave her a predatory smile and excitedly nodded my head. She giggled and hugged me tight, and I groaned at the feel of her firm body pressing against mine. "Hey, remember what we told Kelsey we'd do?" I whispered in her ear while my eyes roamed over my sister's fantastic ass. "Spank her?" Amanda asked, her voice betraying her eagerness. "Uh-huh. Think we can get away with doing that here?" We both looked around. The view onto the balcony from the inside was blocked off by the wall of matte glass, and since it was at the back of the restaurant there didn't seem to be anyone outside to see us either. We grinned at each other and turned around, sneaking up on Kelsey and Carynne. Carynne had her arms wrapped around my sister's back while they continued kissing. They'd been making out for what seemed like five solid minutes, and I was amazed that they hadn't had to stop for some oxygen. My sister was moaning loudly, running her hands through Carynne's hair. "You first," I whispered, watching as Amanda drew her hand back, then whacked Kelsey's ass hard. My sister squealed in surprise, breaking her kiss and whirling her head around to see who had spanked her. She grinned once she saw Amanda smiling at her, then I stepped in and spanked her too. "Oww!" my sister moaned, curving her back lewdly, gazing at me over her shoulder. Her eyes were smoldering, and she was already beginning to get flushed with excitement. "Why are you guys spanking me?" "Because you're in trouble," I grinned, then Amanda slapped my sister's ass again. The tremor of pleasure that shook through Kelsey was a joy to behold. "But why?" she wailed, though I could tell from the shivers in her voice that she was loving every second of it. Her complaint trailed off in a loud "umph" as Carynne pulled her face down, fervently kissing her again. "Because you teased me earlier about what I was wearing," Amanda said sternly, thwacking my sister's butt again. "And you know that the only reason I'm wearing this ... dress to begin with is because you wanted me to!" "But you look so hot in it!" Kelsey moaned, finally breaking free from Carynne's kiss, much to the brunette's dislike. She reached around and slapped Kelsey's ass as well, pretty damn hard too. "Ow, Carynne!" Kelsey whispered hotly. Carynne eagerly grinned at me, and I nodded at her, watching with glee as she whacked my sister's ass again and again. "Oh God!" Kelsey moaned so lustily that I shivered with desire for her. I wanted to fuck her until she screamed those same words, right before I exploded in her pussy. "Damon, help me!" "I am helping you, Kel," I grinned, spanking her butt again. I loved the feel of the satin on her ass. The cool touch of the fabric would help soothe it once we were done spanking her. "Fuck!" my sister squealed, her body shivering and trembling under the relentless assault on her ass. With the way Carynne had her clenched there was nothing she could do to protect her ass, if she even wanted to, and I knew from the look on her face that she was getting extremely turned on. "Keep spanking her," Carynne said hotly, wrapping her arm around my sister's neck and pulling her close yet again. Their mouths met with a loud smack, and I sighed happily as I saw them kiss with unbridled passion and hunger, the sounds of their kisses setting fire to my brain. Amanda whacked Kelsey's butt several more times while I went to stand beside her, after which I also continued slapping my sister's ass. "Fuck yes!" Kelsey grunted. Her breathing was becoming heavy and labored while she rested her head on Carynne's shoulder. Amanda was gently running her hands over Kelsey's ass in between our spanks. "Are you getting close, Kel?" I asked, my voice cracking a few times from my own excitement. "Yes!" Kelsey moaned. "Spank me, please! I'm such a bad girl!" "Bad girl? Why would you say that?" Carynne teased. "Because I want all of you to fuck my brains out!" Kelsey grunted. "That doesn't make you bad, silly," Amanda said, coming up behind my sister and squeezing her hands in between the two girls' bodies, cupping Kelsey's tits while softly licking her neck. My sister shivered under the combined ministrations of Amanda and Carynne, both of them lapping their tongues over her face while I slapped Kel's ass a few more times. Kelsey's body began shivering, and I groaned in anticipation, spanking her ass over and over again, taking care not to hit her too roughly, but relentlessly driving her on, knowing how hard my sister could cum from being spanked. "Oh God, Damon!" Kelsey cried out. "More!" Amanda grinned at me as we slapped Kel's ass in unison, each of us whacking one of her magnificent cheeks. After two more slaps Kelsey's body tensed, and she whimpered in sheer ecstasy, shuddering uncontrollably in Carynne's arms. "Oh fuck, she's cumming. She's cumming!" Carynne moaned, pulling Kelsey's body even tighter against her. "I can feel her soaking my dress!" I groaned at the delicious image and softly rubbed my sister's ass through her dress, feeling the shivers that were tearing through her breathtaking body. She twitched and shook as her orgasm washed over her. Amanda bent down and moved Kel's dress up along her legs as far as it would go, then slid her hand underneath, eagerly seeking out my sister's pussy. Kelsey groaned louder once Amanda slid several fingers inside her, fingering her wantonly on the balcony of this high-class restaurant. I loved how horny and dirty we all were, wanting nothing but to fuck and cum, not caring where we were. Kelsey's whimpers of joy were slowly quieting down as she began to relax in Carynne's grasp, her sexy friend gently kissing her face, murmuring soft encouragements to her. Amanda pumped her arm several more times, then withdrew her hand from underneath my sister's skirt; her fingers were glistening with Kelsey's juices in the soft balcony light. She proceeded to lick them clean with relish, moaning delightedly at the taste. Before she could clean off her last finger, however, I gently grabbed her hand and pulled it towards my mouth, my eyes pleading. She grinned and nodded at me, putting her finger against my lips. I licked it sensually with my tongue before trapping her finger in my mouth, also moaning at my sister's wonderful taste. Again I wished that I could live off her pussy juice alone. Hers and Amanda's. After I cleaned off her finger, Amanda crushed herself against me, our tongues meeting in a hungry flash as we kissed. I could taste my sister's cum on her tongue, and I ground my cock against her pussy, through my tux and her silky wrap. I wanted to impale her on my cock so badly I could practically feel the cum sloshing around in my skull. Off to my right I heard Kelsey give a delighted moan once she recovered from her orgasm. "Oh my God, I came so hard! It was wonderful. Thank you!" she whispered happily, apparently to no one in particular. "I know you did, you came all over my dress," Carynne giggled, right before she kissed my sister again. "We should probably wait awhile before walking back through the restaurant. Those wet spots might be easily visible in dark satin," my sister said salaciously. "I don't care!" Carynne grinned. "I'd love it if people knew that that stain was your cum!" Kelsey giggled, and I heard the two of them kiss some more, followed by a few moments of silence; then, they began to whisper excitedly. Amanda's tongue was exploring my mouth while we kissed. I had both my hands on her naked ass, having moved her silk wrap up onto her hips. Her gloriously wet pussy was grinding against my cock through my tux, and I was just a few seconds away from completely losing control and just fucking her right then and there. I glanced back inside and saw the dining room was empty, to my surprise. I wondered if the others had all gone somewhere to fool around as well. Suddenly Kelsey and Carynne were right beside us, wide grins on their beautiful faces. Before Amanda even knew they were there, she gasped loudly into my mouth, a gasp which slowly drained away into a delirious groan. It took me a few seconds to realize what was going on, but when I felt two hands bump against mine, I realized that both my sister and Carynne were fingering Amanda's pussy! "Pick her up," Carynne softly whispered, and I easily lifted my lithe girlfriend. Amanda wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist, tightly clenching herself against me while Kelsey and Carynne slowly drove their fingers deeper inside her. I felt a hand being placed on my cock, slowly teasing it through my tuxedo pants; I assumed it was Carynne's. I groaned as it started stroking me, making me even more horny than I already was. Amanda was panting softly in my ear, loving everything her friends were doing to her. I felt her shiver several times, and she groaned deeply once, presumably when another finger was slid into her pussy. I wondered how many were inside her. The heat of her unbelievable body was wonderful against me. "Oh fuck, you guys, finger my holes," Amanda moaned, trying desperately to hump her body up and down on the penetrating fingers. "You like that, honey?" Kelsey purred in Amanda's ear, while giving me a sparkling grin. "Yes, Kel, please fuck me!" Amanda pleaded. "I will," Kelsey breathed. "Because you made me cum so hard, I'm going to finger both your holes until you scream." "Oh God," Amanda groaned, shivering in delight in my arms. She was breathing heavily, and a single drop of perspiration ran down her forehead, trailing right across her beautiful nose. I smiled as I saw it, licking it up. I wished it was her cum I was tasting. Suddenly Amanda tensed up, squeezing me even tighter while her eyes glazed over. "Do it, Kel! Right up that tight little ass," Carynne hissed, a delighted little smirk on her face. "You too!" Kelsey grinned. Carynne nodded eagerly, and Amanda moaned when both her friends shoved a finger inside her ass. "How many fingers have you got inside her?" I asked, swallowing several times in an effort to get some moisture into my mouth. "Five," Kelsey said hotly. "Three in her pussy and two in her ass." I grinned at Amanda and teasingly nibbled on her earlobe. "Five fingers, hmm? Does it feel good?" I whispered in her ear. "Fuck, yes! They're so deep!" Amanda grunted, her body bucking against mine as she was plowed in her holes. "I want to put a finger in you too," I moaned. "Can you hold yourself up for a bit?" She nodded wordlessly, her eyes flashing hotly at the thought of more fingers being put inside her. I carefully let go of her right ass cheek, ready to catch her if she couldn't hang on, but she just tightened her grip around my neck and waist to compensate. Carynne grabbed my hand and guided it towards Amanda's little hole. "Up her ass, Damon. I want her to have three different fingers in her ass!" she hissed, her eyes betraying how horny she was. I put the tip of my finger against Amanda's asshole, feeling both Carynne's and my sister's fingers already plunging in and out. I timed their rhythm and smoothly joined in, shoving Amanda's ass open even further with my middle finger. "Oh, Damon!" Amanda breathed in my ear, the air escaping from her lungs when both her holes were filled to overflowing. I smiled wickedly at her, thrusting my finger in as far as I could manage. The fact I had to reach around her, plus the presence of two other fingers also fucking her ass, meant I couldn't go in as deep as I might have wanted, but Amanda was still going crazy nevertheless. "One more in her pussy, Kel," Carynne grinned, her arms working steadily as she fingerfucked both Amanda's holes. "No!" Amanda gasped, but Kelsey just smirked and grabbed her bottom lip between her teeth, her attention completely focused on filling Amanda up even more. I felt Amanda shudder in my arms, her body trying to fight the additional penetration, but soon she grunted when a fourth finger sank into her slit. "See, I knew you could handle it!" Carynne said excitedly. "You've had my fist in your hot pussy, four fingers are no problem!" Kelsey giggled at her friend, thrusting her fingers deep inside Amanda. I felt both their fingers sawing alongside my own in Amanda's ass, driving her completely crazy. Amanda was panting and moaning in my arms. "When I get my hands on you," she groaned at Carynne, "I'm going to tear you apart, you little fuckslut!" Carynne's smirk became even more pronounced, and she leaned in, grabbing Amanda's earlobe with her teeth and biting it, none too gently. "Mmmm, yummy! I'll hold you to that promise, baby, but first I want you to cum!" No sooner had she said it when she and my sister seemingly doubled their intensity, absolutely plowing their fingers in and out of Amanda's fantastic holes. I could feel the strength fading from Amanda's arms, and I quickly pulled my finger out of her ass, hoisting her back up to make sure she wouldn't fall. "Awww, now there's only two fingers in your ass," Carynne said mournfully. "That's just not right if you have four in your pussy. I think it needs two more, just for symmetry. What do you think, Kel?" "I think so too!" my sister leered, nodding excitedly. "That's not gonna fi... !" Amanda mewled, then her body completely froze as both horny girls stuffed another finger inside her ass. They weren't being gentle either, judging by the wracks tearing through her body. Kelsey and Carynne wildly pumped her holes for several seconds, then she just exploded. "Fuck!" my goddess girlfriend screamed, her arms clenching around my neck so tightly it felt like she was trying to snap it. I clamped my mouth on hers and grinned as I shoved my tongue inside, loving the feel of her completely losing it. Kelsey and Carynne were smiling with absolute joy while Amanda came. Soft, soppy noises came from her pussy as she covered their fingers with her cum. "Yeah baby, cum for us!" Carynne hissed, her voice shaking with her excitement, then she kissed Amanda's neck. Kelsey knelt down, and soon I could feel her tongue trailing over Amanda's ass, leaving a slick, wet trail, occasionally lapping over my fingers. Amanda moaned into my mouth as her orgasm kept continuing, my sister and Carynne still mercilessly fingerfucking her. I was so horny that I was worried I was just going to cum in my pants, and I clenched my teeth to keep it from happening. I wanted to spray my load in one of the girls, not waste it in my boxers. With a loud moan and a deep shudder Amanda finally relaxed, the strength completely oozing out of her, and she lay her head on my shoulder to rest. I pulled her against me a little tighter, leaning back against the railing to make sure I wouldn't drop her, and I nuzzled her neck together with Carynne. I kept whispering in her ear how much I loved her and how wonderful she was, and after a few seconds she got a giant smile on her face. "Will you hold me like this forever?" Amanda asked softly, briefly touching her lips against mine. "Always," I said with a smile, and we kissed deeply. I was lost in our kiss for several minutes, until the delightful sounds of fingers being sucked clean reached my ears. Amanda and I both grinned with joy at the sight of Kelsey and Carynne sucking each other's fingers clean, though they stopped frequently to kiss each other. "I want you to destroy Carynne with your cock," Amanda said to me. "I want you to fuck her so hard that slut body of hers just shuts down. I want her to scream. And then I want you to pump your cum inside her until she's stuffed full of it!" "I love it when you get all angry like this, baby," I grinned at her, and she threw me a quick glance, breaking out into giggles. "I'm not angry, I just want her to be thoroughly fucked. We've been making her wait since this afternoon, and I know how much she wants your cum. She deserves it; double for making me cum so hard!" "I guess I'll sacrifice myself then," I said morosely, though my wide grin gave me away immediately. Amanda giggled. "Let me down, and I'll get her ready." I nodded as she untangled herself from my grasp, and her legs wobbled a bit after I let her back down. She soon steadied herself and quickly grabbed Carynne's arm, pulling the small nymph against her while Carynne let out a startled yelp. Before Carynne could say anything, Amanda kissed her, practically jamming her tongue down the brunette goddess' throat. Carynne moaned eagerly as she locked her hands behind Amanda's neck, losing herself in their kiss. Amanda's hands, meanwhile, grabbed the hem of Carynne's dress and pulled it up, exposing her pert little ass. Kelsey wasted no time in giving it a couple of good swats which caused Carynne to moan excitedly. After untying my cummerbund, I pulled my aching cock out of my tuxedo pants, staring at it in amazement. It was continuously flowing precum, and the head was swollen, its color an angry, deep purple. I imagined sliding it inside Carynne and cumming before I was even halfway down her tight cunt. Amanda put her hands underneath Carynne's ass and easily lifted her up, though Kelsey helped slightly. Both my girlfriends looked at me invitingly, and I grinned as I moved up behind Carynne, holding my desperately eager cock in my fist. "Up her ass," Amanda said, her voice trembling with lust. "I want you to fuck her little ass until she can't cum anymore!" "Mmmm, fuck yeah!" Carynne groaned, staring at me over her shoulder, the lock of her hair now dangling right in front of her eyes. "Fuck my ass! I've been wanting your cock up my ass again so badly!" I took another step until I was right behind her, then poked my cock against her several times, trying to find her hole. Kelsey swiftly knelt down and grabbed my steel shaft, guiding it directly towards Carynne's ass. When I felt the head being placed against that tightest of holes, I clenched my teeth to keep from screaming with joy, then I roughly pushed forward. Carynne let out a load moan of satisfaction as my throbbing cock smoothly penetrated her little asshole, sliding five or so inches inside on the first thrust. She was just as tight as I remembered, and a wave of longing washed through me, urging me to savage her and spray my cum in her hot little hole. I put my hands underneath her thighs, hoisting her a little higher while helping Amanda to keep her up, then I began to saw my cock deeply in and out of her spectacular asshole. Kelsey had gotten back up and was taking turns kissing both girls, her tongue flashing and soft moans escaping from her throat while I fucked Carynne's ass hard. The lithe cheerleader was clenching her ass rapidly, trying to coax the cum out of me. I leaned in closer, absolutely loving the feel of her hot body against me as it was trapped between Amanda's and mine. She was so horny her temperature felt like it was reaching five hundred degrees. "God, your ass is so fucking amazing!" I grunted at her while I rammed my cock inside her. "So is your cock!" Carynne mewled lewdly. "I love being fucked by you! Nail me, nail my fucking ass!" I set my teeth and focused on her ass, thrusting as deep as I could go in that gloriously tight hole. Carynne's ass couldn't quite take my entire cock inside it, but she still swallowed all but the last inch and a half or so. I grinned at the sight of my shaft sawing in and out of her spectacular body. Despite the cool night air, I felt myself sweating quite badly, soaking Roger's white shirt underneath my tux. Carynne was perspiring too, her single dangling strand of hair stuck to her forehead, and she grunted and squealed at every single one of my thrusts. She and Amanda kissed furiously, the slurps and smooches coming from their mouths just adding to my horniness, and I could already feel myself getting close. Carynne's ass squeezed and massaged my shaft, the friction of that tightest of holes driving me absolutely nuts. I grinned as I tried to shove my cock in even deeper, and she let out a loud wail when I jammed it half an inch further still. The balcony door behind us opened and quickly closed again. I turned my head and grinned as I saw Katie come towards us, a fantastic smile on her gorgeous face. "Are you guys still fucking?" she asked delightedly. Kelsey, Amanda and I nodded at her, though Carynne was unable to do more than just grunt a little. "Oh wow, you're right up her little ass! I love it," Katie purred as she came to stand beside me, immediately wrapping her arm around my sister's shoulder and pulling her close for a brief kiss. "How does it feel, Damon?" "It's amazing!" I grinned, increasing my pace, my cock a blur while I savaged Carynne's ass. Fraction by fraction I was shoving it in further, and I was determined to get my whole cock inside her before I exploded. "What about you, baby girl?" Katie asked, kissing Carynne's cheek. "Oh fuck, I love it! I love being fucked!" the wonderful brunette grunted. "Mmmm, I bet you do. God, Carynne, your ass looks so hot! I wish I had a cock, so I could fuck it too!" Katie moaned, pulling Carynne's head towards her for a kiss. Carynne just smiled and groaned at her, my savage fucking of her ass slowly robbing her of the capacity to speak, and I could feel her tight body clenching up before she let out a long moan. "She's gonna cum!" Amanda grinned heatedly. "Put some fingers in her cunt, you two!" Kelsey and Katie smiled excitedly. My sister quickly moved to Carynne's right side, squeezing her hand in between the mashing bodies, while Katie did the same from the left. Carynne let out a long sigh when two fingers, or perhaps even more, were shoved inside her cunt. The three of us smiled hotly as we plowed Carynne's holes, my cock and the girls' fingers driving her crazy. Carynne's grunts became louder and louder, until finally she bit off a strangled squeal and began to shudder. "Yeah, cum all over us, you gorgeous little fucktoy!" Katie hissed, leaning in and sticking her tongue in Carynne's ear, causing the small brunette to convulse even harder. "Fuck me!" Carynne screamed loudly, and I winced momentarily. It had been loud enough that I figured people in the restaurant would have probably heard, but I was so close to cumming myself that I was far beyond caring. Stacey could easily post bail for us, and Carynne's ass was more than worth any trouble I'd get into anyways. Carynne shuddered and thrashed in Amanda's arms, her exquisite body wracking with pleasure at the force of her orgasm. Kelsey had mimicked Katie and was nibbling and licking Carynne's other ear, while Amanda was still kissing her. Carynne's fantastic ass was practically tearing my cock off at the base, squeezing so rapidly in her climax that it felt like a pump trying to suck the cum out of me. I began thrusting along with her squeezes, wanting to magnify the pleasure she was experiencing. I gave her several kisses on the back of her neck, and her hair tickled my face. Right as she came down from her first climax and her body relaxed, I grit my teeth and jammed the entire length of my cock into her ass, without any warning whatsoever. "Yes!" Carynne moaned, then she just came again, her body repeating its wracking tremors to the delight of all four of us. We all had huge grins on our faces as we watched and felt Carynne cum again. The juicy noises coming from her little cunt while Katie and Kelsey fingered it were setting my soul on fire. I felt my own orgasm welling up inside me. "Are you cumming too?" Katie asked, her wonderful green eyes burning so brightly they seemed like miniature green suns. I nodded, no longer able to speak, and the gorgeous redhead quickly knelt behind me. "Watch this, Kel!" she moaned hotly, and before I knew what was happening I felt her shove her tongue up my ass! My entire body detonated with a primordial grunt. My cock tried to drive itself deeper inside Carynne's ass as a huge rope of my cum erupted, instantly filling Carynne's wonderful hole. I tightly clenched my hands on her sides, jamming her up and down onto my spurting shaft over and over while I fired what seemed like a dozen streams of jizz into her. "Yes, Damon, fill my ass!" Carynne moaned deliriously as her little ass was filled with my cum, and I panted and groaned, still feeling Katie's tongue play with my asshole. A last, final shudder tore through me, and my entire body slumped. If it wasn't for Amanda also holding her, I'm sure I would have just dropped Carynne onto her ass. My orgasm had utterly exhausted me, and I drew in deep, desperate gulps of air while I leaned my head against Carynne's back. I could hear—and feel—her body purring as she too tried to regain control over her breathing. "Damon, pull your cock out of her ass," Katie said, her voice quavering with excitement. She had quit her lewd licking of my asshole and was now patiently waiting right beside Carynne's ass, her beautiful eyes expectantly looking up at me. Kelsey quickly knelt beside Katie, drawing her tongue across Katie's neck. "Do you want it, honey? Do you want my brother's cum?" she whispered seductively. "Yes!" Katie hissed, licking her lips. "I'm going to drink all his cum right out of her ass!" It was a miracle that I didn't pass out right there. Katie's voice sounded so hungry, so eager for cum, that my heart was urging me to ask her to marry me on the spot. I wanted to marry all four of them, actually, and I seriously began contemplating moving to Utah. Katie waited patiently for me to pull my cock out of Carynne's ass. The second I started I could already feel my cum starting to leak out, and Katie quickly put her tongue against my shaft, licking eagerly. "Fuck yeah, give it to me!" she moaned, almost desperately. "I want your cum!" The flood of jizz that rushed out of Carynne's ass when I pulled out my cock was staggering. Katie locked her mouth right onto Carynne's cute little asshole, and I stared in disbelief as I watched her mouth work feverishly to try to get all my cum out. She was obviously thrusting her tongue deeply inside and was almost chewing on the gorgeous brunette's ass. "Jesus, that's so fucking dirty!" Carynne moaned, looking over her shoulder at the college girl who was making a fucking meal of her ass. "Lick it, you fucking slut! Lick my asshole! Suck all his cum out of it!" Katie kept at it for several more moments while the rest of us all stared at her in amazement, our mouths wide open at her display of utter sluttiness. Katie started softly slapping Carynne's ass, I assumed in an effort to get the final drops of cum out, then she pulled her face away, a proud grin stamped all over it. She showed off the pool of cum in her mouth to my sister, her eyes sparkling with joy. "Oh God," Kelsey moaned, lewdly squeezing her legs together as she stared, wide-eyed, at Katie. "That's so much cum! Can I have it?" Katie nodded, curling her finger at my sister, who eagerly bent down and locked her mouth on Katie's. I sighed in wonder at the two of them making out and swapping my cum between their mouths. The loud smacking noises, as well as the occasional dribbles of cum leaking down their cheeks, were driving me totally insane. I saw their tongues flash as they kissed, my white, sticky goo being traded from mouth to mouth over and over. Amanda had let go of Carynne and knelt down beside me, sucking my cock into her throat in a single, hungry gulp. I locked my hand in her hair and pulled her face deeper onto my shaft, groaning when I felt her throat open easily to accept the full length of my cock. Carynne knelt beside my kissing sister and the stunning college girl, putting her face in between theirs and eagerly joining in their kiss. Within seconds, her tongue was covered in my cum as well, the three girls happily sharing it. My cock staggered in Amanda's mouth at the sight. The balcony door opened again, and I heard Stacey giggle, "Come on, you ravenous sluts! Dessert's ready!" Amanda gave me a disappointed glance but slowly, teasingly, pulled her mouth off my cock, sending shivers of joy thundering through me. Kelsey, Carynne and Katie kissed for a few more seconds, then all three of them turned to face me, making a great show of swallowing my cum. "Mmmm, we've already had dessert!" Katie grinned, wrapping her arms around Kelsey and Carynne's shoulders, giving each girl a kiss on their cheeks. All I could do was give her a thoroughly satisfied smile. ------- The noise on Discovery's dance floor was almost overwhelming, but I was in such a happy haze that I hardly noticed it. Earlier, I had had the most amazing sexual excesses of my life, and I had qualified for State at two distances. Things had never been better. I took a few swigs of my beer, just relaxing casually in the extremely comfortable leather sectional that Stacey had apparently had the staff reserve for us. It was a little ways away from the dance floor, a circular setup around a large table, easily large enough to seat a dozen people, thus affording plenty of room for the eight of us. We'd eaten our dessert at Pandora's without incident, though Sylvie had given me and the girls several knowing grins. Stacey had simply smiled at her, and when the check came she had given both girls a thousand dollar tip, as a thank you for keeping their mouths shut. They had both smiled ecstatically, Sylvie going so far as to give Stacey a hug, asking her to please come back soon. The limo had picked us up outside, where the line for a table hadn't diminished in the slightest, and had driven us over to Discovery. There, two waiters had escorted us to a private area on the second floor where cold, fruity cocktails, as well as a wide selection of ice cold beer bottles, were already waiting for us. The girls had gone off to the bathroom to freshen up, and Jonathan was presumably somewhere near Stacey, keeping an eye on her. That left me and Brian by ourselves in the sitting area, something which suited us just fine. "You know, it doesn't suck even in the slightest to have a very rich friend," Brian remarked expansively, talking loud enough so I could hear him. He lifted several of the more exotic beer bottles from the ice buckets on the table, scanning their labels, then putting them back. He'd been entertaining himself like that for the past five minutes, ever since the girls left. He had a fondness for exotic beers. "Nope, it doesn't," I shouted back while sipping on my beer, some microbrew from the Czech republic. It had a slightly nutty flavor and was pretty strong, but it tasted great all the same. "It's unbelievable that she'll just do all this for all of us, without wanting a single thing in return." "Well, there is something she wants," I grinned. He gave me a puzzled look. "She does? What?" I stared at him, waiting expectantly, my shit-eating grin back on my face. He frowned as he returned my gaze, until finally it hit him. "Oh ... Oh!" he exclaimed, his eyes lighting up expectantly. I tilted my beer bottle towards him, my grin growing slightly bigger. I didn't want to be such a smug asshole about it, but found I couldn't help myself. He got an interested grin on his face, and I suddenly realized that he might have thought I had meant that she'd want to fuck him, rather than having already had her reward from me earlier. I thought about letting him know, then shrugged mentally. She might very well want to fuck Brian, and I wasn't going to stand in the way of him getting some spectacular pussy. As that thought hit me, I remembered something, and I kicked him in the shin. He turned around, frowning at me. "What happened to you at Pandora's, when the girls and I were outside on the balcony?" I asked. "What do you mean, what happened?" he asked, shrugging. "Where'd you go? All of you disappeared; did you all go somewhere?" I asked, a little slyly. I'd be really happy for him if he and Jonathan had gotten Stacey and Katie into a little action of their own. "Oh. Jonathan had to go sit at the bar, to keep an eye on the ladies' room while Stacey was in it. I didn't want to stay by myself in that big glass aquarium, so I just joined him. I had a whiskey, and we talked about the UFC some more." "Where was Katie?" "She'd gone to the ladies' room with Stacey." I gave him a quizzical stare. "For how long?" He grinned knowingly. "More than long enough." I grimaced slightly. Here he was on a date with Katie, and she'd not only apparently gone to fuck Stacey, but she had afterwards slurped my cum out of Carynne's asshole, then swapped it with my sister in the hottest kiss ever witnessed by anybody. He seemed fairly relaxed about the whole thing, though, so I asked, "Doesn't that bother you?" "What, Katie fucking a smoking hot chick?" "Yeah?" He shook his head. "Nah, it doesn't. I can't keep up with Katie anyways, so if she wants to go have some fun by herself, that's fine by me. Though it might have been nice to have been invited!" he grinned. "I'm sorry, man." "For what?" "Well, I mean, Katie and Stacey were fucking. And I was outside on the balcony with the girls, and..." "Were you fucking too?" "Yeah. And you didn't get any. I'm sorry." He shrugged. "That's okay. Besides, you were out there with Amanda and Kelsey, right? Somehow I get the idea that if I even dared look at them funny, you'd break my neck." I tried to give him a dismissive smile, but failed miserably. The truth was that I probably would break his neck. I grimaced at the realization that I was really becoming an asshole about all this. He nodded as soon as he saw my grimace. "Yeah, that's what I figured. Don't worry, D, I'm not interested in them, despite them being two of the hottest girls I've ever seen. Now, Carynne though, I wouldn't mind a go at her. Damn, what a cute little spinner! I bet she's hot as fuck in the sack. And, of course, I really wouldn't mind a chance to pay Stacey back for her hospitality." "You could ask her," I suggested. "I don't think Stacey says no to sex very often." "I may just do that, yeah," he grinned. He returned his attention to the dance floor where large amounts of girls— high school seniors and older—were dancing seductively, most of them dressed in fairly skimpy clothes. After a few moments he turned back to face me. "Was Katie out there with you guys?" I hesitated briefly. He had seen us come in together, but he hadn't actually come back to the dining room until after we'd already quit our little orgy outside. I nodded carefully. "Did you mess around with her?" he asked, straight to the point. "Uh..." I said eloquently, trying my damnedest to figure out what to say. He took one long look at me, then burst into laughter. "Jesus, if you could see your own face! Relax D, I already told you I don't care if she fools around. I don't understand what she sees in your scrawny ass, but women have strange taste anyways!" I laughed too, even while giving him the finger. "Why'd you ask?" He grinned wickedly. "Because if she got to fuck Stacey, and then you, I figure I should be able to talk her into a threesome or something!" "I didn't fuck her," I said, quickly correcting him. "But you did fool around, right?" he asked. I felt myself blush a little. She'd given me a rimjob, then had sucked all my cum out of Carynne's ass. I figured that qualified as 'fooling around'. "Yeah," I said, nodding. "Well, that's all that matters!" He laughed happily, again turning his attention to the dance floor. I hoped for him Katie would be amenable to his suggestions. The girls came back a few minutes later, and Amanda and Kelsey immediately sat down beside me on the couch, cuddling up. I wrapped my arms around their shoulders and sighed happily. "I feel like I'm the King of the World," I said, loudly enough that they could hear. Amanda grinned prettily, while Kelsey gave me a soft smooch on my cheek. "I think many people would probably agree with you," my sister said. "Uh-huh, they would," Amanda agreed. "Did you girls have fun in the bathroom?" I teased. Kelsey gave me a gorgeous smile. "We didn't do anything! We don't fuck every single time we go to a bathroom, you know. Sometimes we just go because we have to pee, or because we want to freshen up!" I winked at her, then turned my gaze at Amanda. She shrugged and shook her head, giggling, "Kel's right, we didn't do anything. I swear!" I grinned happily at both of them, and hugged them closer, giving them both a kiss on their foreheads. They each put their heads on my chest and cuddled up again. I began to wonder if there was a title more impressive than King of the World. I glanced over at Brian who was whispering in Katie's ear. As soon as he was done, she gave him a delighted grin and nodded, and he immediately got the happiest smile I'd ever seen on his face. Apparently Katie was more than happy to accommodate his threesome request, and she looked over at Stacey who was talking to Carynne. Once she'd gotten the tall blonde's attention, she motioned for Stacey to come sit next to her. Stacey quickly complied, getting up and sitting down next to the wonderful redhead, grabbing her hands between her own. Katie leaned in close and talked to Stacey for a few moments, then Stacey leaned forward and grinned at Brian. He blushed slightly but stared at her with an expectant grin, and she nodded a few seconds later. Without anything else needing to be said, the three of them got up and walked off in the direction of the offices. Katie threw us a wink over her shoulder as she was practically pulled along by Brian and Stacey. "What was that all about?" Kelsey asked curiously. "Threesome," I grinned. Both girls stared at me for a few seconds, then they burst out laughing. Kelsey crooked her finger at Carynne, who happily scooted closer. "No, right here, baby," Kelsey said, patting the couch between the two of us. Carynne's smile was brighter than the sun as she snuggled in between my sister and I, giving Kelsey a big kiss to thank her. Kelsey scooted in a bit closer, trapping the slender brunette, and put her head on Carynne's shoulder. I grinned ecstatically as I cuddled with three girls. King of the Galaxy maybe, I thought. That seemed like a good title. We spent the next hour talking, laughing, kissing, drinking and generally just really enjoying ourselves and each others' company. Carynne, especially, was having the time of her life, or so it seemed, being stuck between Kelsey and I. She made out frequently with my sister, though she in no way ignored Amanda and I. She was beginning to fit in with the three of us really well, and I started wondering if she was interested in becoming part of our 'group'. Our kissing, and the fact that all three girls were ridiculously beautiful, was getting us a lot of attention from both male and female admirers, but we ignored all of it. We were also getting quite drunk, and we didn't give a damn about that either; all we cared about was having a good time. My cock was sending me urgent signals that it really was time to get at all these magnificent girls again, but I told him to shut up and be patient. We'd done more than enough fucking to satisfy me for the day, though I wouldn't say no if the girls wanted more at some point, of course. Brian, Katie and Stacey came back a little while later. Katie and Stacey grinned at us while Brian had the dumbest, happiest smile possible on his face. The girls all got up and went to go dancing, though when Amanda asked me to join her, I told her I'd be there in a little bit. I wanted to talk to Brian first. He plopped down beside me, reaching over and grabbing another beer out of the bucket. One of the club's waiters made sure to keep it well-iced and well-stocked, constantly bringing new bottles to replace the ones we'd drunk. "Well?" I grinned at him. "Jesus Christ!" he exclaimed, twisting the cap off the bottle and taking a huge swig of his beer. "I've never been fucked that hard in my whole life!" I laughed loudly, happy for him that Katie and Stacey had obviously ravaged him. "Have you ever fooled around with Stacey? Because let me tell you, she is fucking amazing!" he said, his voice full of wonder. I just nodded at him, not really feeling like bragging, while grabbing another beer myself. I leaned back into the sofa and stared at the dance floor, where all five girls were dancing excitedly to Kanye's "Love Lock Down", which was blaring loudly through the speakers. A veritable multitude of guys was standing around them, trying to insinuate themselves into their group. They were shot down without fail every time, a simple glare from Stacey or Katie freezing the would-be Casanovas in their tracks. Amanda was again dancing at her spectacular best, and her skimpy dress was revealing absolutely dazzling amounts of her impossibly perfect body. Very likely, she was a large part of the reason why seemingly every guy in the building was standing around the girls, trying to get their attention. The other girls were dancing as well, and like I'd suspected the last time we'd been here, my sister most definitely held her own compared to Amanda's dancing skills. Carynne, for her part, might have even put both of them to shame, if it weren't for the fact that Amanda, and especially Kelsey, were jiggling so incredibly enticingly. Stacey and Katie were dancing close together, at a more relaxed pace than their three friends. I was unsure if that was because they just weren't as good at dancing as the others, or because they chose to dance more slowly. It seemed utterly impossible for Katie to not be good at anything she wanted to be, and Stacey was the cheerleader captain, which I was sure meant she could dance as well, so I decided it had to be because they were just enjoying their slower dance. They had fucked each other twice, if not more, in the last few hours, and I figured that perhaps they just wanted to have some less frantic moments together. As I gazed at the five incredible beauties, I suddenly realized something, and I began to chuckle. Softly at first, it quickly grew in strength, and soon I was just grinning and shaking with absolute joy. "What?" Brian asked, looking at me like I'd gone nuts. I just nodded towards the five 'Girls of the Pac-10 Calendar' models on the dance floor, my grin growing even more pronounced. Brian glanced over at them for several seconds. "What? Did some dipshit try to get funny with them again?" he asked, obviously not getting it. "No, just the five of them," I said. "Look at them!" "Uh-huh? They're beautiful. What the fuck are you laughing about?" "Amanda, Kelsey, Carynne, Stacey and Katie," I said, my smile almost splitting my face in half like I was a South Park cartoon character. "Yeah, I know who they are! What about them?!" he grumped. "I've fucked them," I grinned, feeling like a giant sack of shit for bragging about it, but unable to help myself anyways. "All five of them." Brian's jaw dropped as he stared at me. From the look he was giving me, I was sure he saw horns growing on my head. "No..." he said, shaking his head in disbelief. I just grinned and nodded, still laughing delightedly. "No, no way!" he exclaimed, turning around to stare at the girls again, as if to drink in their beauty. He turned back to me, still not wanting to believe it. "You're bullshitting me. There's no fucking way!" I shook my head. "It's true, man." "All five of them? Right there are the five most unbelievably beautiful girls on the planet, and you've fucked all five of them?!" he said, his voice rising. I just nodded, my smirk practically disintegrating my face. "You ... fucker!" he began to stutter, trying to get the words out. He finally drew in a deep breath. "You lucky fucking bastard!" I nodded like an idiot, agreeing with him completely. "Goddammit! I fucking hate you!" he snapped, before he reached out and grabbed me into a headlock. I was full-on laughing even as he pretended to choke the life out of me. "You are such a fucking bastard, D! You are a one hundred percent, first ballot inductee into the lucky-son-of-a-fucking-bitch Hall of Fame! You asshole! I hope your fucking dick falls off!" By that point he was laughing too, and we both giggled like schoolgirls as we goofed around. He let go of me after a few minutes, and I quickly sat back up, having gotten a little dizzy from being held like that. I shook my head to clear the dizziness, but my brain made it immediately known that the combination of lots of alcohol and vigorous head shaking were not acceptable. "Hey, what are you doing with my boy toy?!" Amanda said when she rejoined us, throwing Brian a mock scowl. He glanced over at me, then grinned. "Your boy toy is the luckiest son of a bitch in the world!" he accused. She nodded with a pert little smile. "Yeah, he is. So?" He gawked at her, her response having caught him completely by surprise. He tried several times to say something, but finally just managed a little squawked, "Eh..." Amanda gave him a cute grin, then she grabbed my hand and pulled me up. "C'mon, I wanna dance!" I was grinning and took another gulp of my beer when Jonathan walked up and sat back down on the couch, throwing us a curious glance. He'd been off talking to several of the club's security guys, presumably about job secrets. "What was that all about? You guys wrestling?" he asked Brian. For a moment I thought I might actually see a small grin on his face, but the stoic mask remained in place. "This lucky asshole here has fucked all of them!" Brian laughed as he took another deep swig of his beer. "All of who?" Jonathan asked, a frown appearing on his face. I made a motion at Brian to try and cut him off, but he didn't notice. "The girls! He's fucked all of them! Every single one! The lucky bastard!" he chuckled. The speed with which Jonathan shot off the couch and flew at me was truly astounding. One millisecond he was on the couch, the next he was on top of me, his hands grabbing the collar of my tux. His face was mere inches away from mine as he spat at me, "You stay the fuck away from her, you understand me?!" "Hey, I didn't do—" I began. "Don't give me that bullshit! I know you were in there with her this afternoon!" he snarled, tightening his grip on my collar. "Jonathan, let him go!" Amanda cried out, yanking at the bodyguard's arms. "Hey man, what the fuck are you doing? Get off him!" Brian exclaimed, hurriedly getting up and also grabbing Jonathan's arm, trying to pull him loose. Jonathan ignored both of them, still staring at me with silent-but-deadly anger. "I don't give a shit what you do with the rest of those girls, but you keep your fucking hands off her, or I'll make you regret it!" Amanda quickly ran off, and I heard her yelling for Stacey. Meanwhile, I tried to speak but Jonathan's eyes flashed with anger, and I quickly thought better of the idea. I had to admit I was getting pretty scared. Brian wrapped his arm around Jonathan's neck and yanked him backwards. "Let him go, asshole!" Jonathan rolled off me, and he easily twisted out of Brian's grasp, coming up in a balanced stance and holding his finger up in warning. "Stay out of it, Brian!" he warned. "Fuck you, Jonathan! What the fuck is your problem all of a sudden?!" "It's none of your business. This is between me and him." "Look, Jonathan, I don't—" I said. He shook his head. "Don't even try it, man. I've suspected you've been fucking her, then I saw you both in Roger's closet, and now this. It stops now!" "I think that's probably a decision she can make for herself!" I said testily. "I'm warning you, Damon..." he said ominously, shaking his head. "What the hell are you doing?" Stacey said sharply. We all quickly faced her, Jonathan flinching before her. She was standing there with her hands on her hips, her beautiful face radiating pure anger and disgust. The other girls were behind her, my sister looking angry while Amanda and the others just looked worried. "Stacey, I just—" "Did you just attack him? One of my guests for the evening?!" Stacey hissed, her eyes blazing furiously. "My best friend's brother?" "It's not what you think it is—" "Oh really? What was it then?" "He put his hands on you. I can't stand it," Jonathan said softly, his whole heart in his voice. If he had hoped that making himself vulnerable was going to mollify Stacey, he had badly miscalculated. "How the fuck is it any of your business who touches me, and who doesn't?" Stacey said, her voice turning frigid. "You're not my father, and..." "Stacey, I—" " ... you sure as hell are not my fucking boyfriend!" she finished, her anger reverberating through her voice. I saw him flinch as her words hit home, and he lowered his head. "I'm sorry." "I'm not the one you should be apologizing to!" He nodded and turned to face me. "I'm sorry, Damon. I don't know what came over me." "Yeah you do, you're fucking jealous!" I said, still angry. I could understand his jealousy, but it was not as if I'd been forcing Stacey to mount my cock. "Get out of here, Jonathan," Stacey said, her voice cold as a tomb. He looked like he was about to object, then he nodded. He gave me another apologetic glance, which I refused to acknowledge, then he walked off, stopping right next to Stacey. "I'll see you—" She looked at him as if he was a cockroach. "Get the hell out!" she barked, biting off each word. "Stacey, please..." She turned away from him deliberately, walking over to the couch and sitting down beside me. "Are you okay?" she asked, her voice filled with concern. Amanda and Kelsey also came over, appearing just as concerned as Stacey. "Yeah, I'll be fine, it's not like he hurt me," I said, shrugging off their worries. I glanced up at Brian. "Thanks man." "No problem, D," he said. "Should we just go home?" Amanda asked. "What? No way! I'm fine, and I'm not going to let him fuck up our evening. Let's have some fun!" "Are you sure?" Kelsey asked. "Yeah, absolutely," I said determinedly, getting up and grabbing Amanda's hand. "Wanna dance?" She gave me a gorgeous smile. "I'd love to!" I pulled her behind me onto the dance floor, ignoring every hateful stare I got from every guy around us, and pulled her body close against mine, loving the feel of her every curve. With my mind in a pleasant, alcohol induced wrap, I danced with Amanda and Kelsey, and occasionally the other girls, for several hours. ------- By the end of the night things were starting to slow down and people were beginning to leave because the club was closing shortly. Katie and I were sitting next to each other on the couch, pretty much worn out. I had my arm wrapped around her, and she had cuddled up against me. I was eyeing Amanda, Kelsey and Carynne, who were still dancing excitedly. Stacey had disappeared with Roger a while before, after he had scolded her for sending her personal bodyguard home. The flash of anger in her eyes as they walked off told me that Roger was going to get quite an earful from his younger sister. Brian was sitting at the bar, talking to an old friend he'd bumped into, leaving Katie and I by ourselves. "Do they never get tired?" Katie asked, waving in the general direction of the dancing girls. "What, of dancing?" I asked. She gave me a teasing wink. "Yeah, but I guess the question is valid for other entertainments too!" I laughed. "I don't think they ever get tired of dancing, no, but I think it's possible to wear Kelsey out sexually." "What about the other two?" "I doubt it, to be honest. Kelsey and Carynne have tried to wear Amanda out for hours, and they eventually have to call it quits while she's still asking for more. Carynne is supposedly a bit more susceptible to being worn out, but none of us have seen that happen either." "I bet I could wear that little cutie out," Katie grinned, licking her lips softly. "I'd love to see you and her go at it. Or you and Amanda. To see who'd get worn out first." "Mmmm, how about I take on all three of them at once?" she said sultrily. "Or better make that all four; Stacey should be there too." "So she doesn't feel left out?" "Partially. And so the girls have a chance against me!" she bragged. An imagine flashed through my mind of the five girls on Stacey's giant bed, naked and sweating, all enthusiastically trying to fuck each other senseless. I groaned, and Katie elbowed me in my ribs. "Easy now, don't get your imagination going!" "Yeah, like you'd mind if I get horny again!" I snorted. "Well, no, of course not," she grinned cutely. "I'd gladly let you fuck me again, though I think your two gorgeous little girlfriends might get angry at me if you do." "Nah, they wouldn't. Not as long as they could join!" I said, waving my hand as if it were of no concern. "Mmmm, I'd love to fuck all three of you, you know," Katie practically purred. "Or all of you, actually, because I'd love to get my hands on Carynne too. She's like the Little Engine That Cums, and she's so fucking adorable! I want to put her on my pillow, just so that she's there when I feel like getting fucked." "She might get bored from just sitting on your pillow, I think." "Not if I let her fuck me fifteen times a day!" I stared at her in surprise, and we both began to laugh. "Have you ever managed?" she asked after a few moments. "To wear your sister out, I mean. To fuck her until she begged you to stop?" I shook my head with a happy smile. "No, but I'm gonna keep trying. She says she can be worn out, so I definitely want to do exactly that at some point!" She patted my knee and laughed. "That's a worthy goal, kid. I'm proud of you." "Who are you calling kid?" I exclaimed haughtily. "I'm only like, what, three, four years younger than you?" "In physical years, yes. But in mental years..." she grinned. I snickered with laughter as I turned to face her, driving my fingers into her side. Whenever I was losing an argument with Kelsey, tickling her to death always helped. Katie, however, just watched me with a little smirk on her face. "I'm not ticklish, Damon. That's not gonna work. Just admit that I'm smarter than you are, and I'll go easy on you." I shook my head even as I tried to keep from laughing. "Look, Katie, don't take this the wrong way, but you're a psych major!" She laughed and punched my arm. "You big jerk," she grinned. I shrugged. "Hey, the truth speaks for itself. You basically major in partying!" She shook her head while peels of laughter burst from her lips. After a few moments, however, she gave me a calculating glance, and as her beautiful green eyes stared holes into me I suddenly got this weird feeling, like she wasn't telling me the whole truth. "So psychology is a party major, huh?" she asked. "Uh-huh," I said softly, utterly mesmerized by her eyes. "So girls who major in it are ... what? Party girls?" "That works. I'd go with college ditzes!" I grinned. "You really are a jerk!" she grinned. "What about Molecular Biophysics?" "Molecular what?" "Biophysics." "What the hell is that?" "It's fairly complex. Let's just say that it's a field that tries to alter living systems through the use of biomolecules." "Uh, okay. What about it?" "Is that a party major in your book?" she said, clearly goading me. I grinned. "No, it doesn't sound like those kind of people have very many parties at all. They're probably all stuffy, boring old farts in tweed coats, sitting around while pondering the mysteries of shit nobody can even see!" Katie clenched her teeth and punched me again, much harder this time, though her face showed she was clearly enjoying herself. "Ow! Now what did I do?" "You just called me a stuffy, boring old fart, you dick!" "Huh?" I frowned. She giggled. "I'm not a psych major, Damon. I major in Molecular Biophysics, and I minor in Applied Physics! There's your college ditz for you!" I felt my jaw drop as I stared at her, partially in fear and partially in awe. To say her grin was proud was like saying the ocean was wet. "So why the hell did you tell me you majored in Psychology?" "So people wouldn't think I'm a stuffy, boring old fart!" she said, her face turning into one of the most beautiful pouts I'd ever seen. "Katie, who the hell would ever think that about you?" "You'd be surprised," she said softly. "To be honest, I do work with a lot of guys who are like what you said. Well, they're not old, but they're pretty damn boring, and wear these thick glasses, and spend their free time in the library. I don't want to be bored for the rest of my life. I want to have fun and party!" "What does that have to do with what you major in, though?" "Well, first of all, nobody ever invites the Applied Sciences department to a fratboy party. But moreover, whenever I tell a guy what I do, either his eyes glaze over and he zones out, or he just gets scared as hell," she sighed. "Scared? Why would they be scared?" "Because you guys all say you want a smart chick, but when you finally find one that's smarter than you, you all start getting these massive inferiority complexes!" Katie said, a little agitated. "Whoa! Easy there, professor!" I said, throwing my hands up and cringing away from her as if in fear. She glared at me for a few seconds, then burst into giggles. "Silly! C'mere!" I grinned as I scooted back beside her, and she wrapped her arms around me in a fierce hug, then gave me a soft, tender kiss. "You're such a good guy. Kelsey and Amanda don't even know how lucky they are." I smiled at her while I felt myself blush. "Thanks." "Don't mention it. I'm glad that I met you, you're a lot of fun to hang out with. Well, you and the girls, anyways. By yourself you're just a big, mean jerk!" she grinned, sticking her tongue out at me in a perfect imitation of Kelsey. I laughed and tried to grab her tongue with my fingers, but she quickly withdrew it again. "So you started telling people you majored in psych so that they ... what? So they wouldn't be scared of you?" She shook her head. "Nah, it's not even that so much. Any guys so pathetic that they are scared of me I wouldn't want to hang out with anyways. I just don't want to be in the social lepers' colony. By saying I'm a psych major, I get invited to all the parties. I love to party, and I want to have fun while I'm in college!" "But if you don't take psych, how come you know so much about it?" "I read some books on it," she shrugged. "Human psychology is pretty simple. Try figuring out why humans work the way they do at the quantum molecular level! Now that's hard!" "So that's what you do? Try to figure out how bodies work? "No, actually it's not. My team and I are trying to build a quantum processor." "A quantum processor? What the hell is that?" "Well, you know how a normal processor has bits, that can be either on or off? In a quantum processor you'd have quantum bits, which can also achieve on and off states, but they can achieve those states simultaneously, so that..." I stared at her, completely stunned, having no clue what the hell she'd just said. She trailed off and gave me a fond smile. "It's a really, really, really powerful processor." "Oh, okay," I said, nodding stupidly. She ruffled her fingers through my hair. "It's a good thing you're so hot, otherwise I'd wonder what the hell I'm doing hanging out with you," she joked. "Oh, well, I'm sorry that I'm not good enough for you, miss smartypants!" I grinned. Her fingers wrapped themselves in my hair, and she pulled me close, giving me a long, sultry kiss. "You are good enough for me, silly. I was just teasing you," she whispered. "I know," I said with a smirk. "I'm not all that dumb." She laughed delightedly and gave me another kiss. "No, you're not." "Have you managed to build one of those processors yet?" I asked. "No, and we won't for another decade at least. Hey, we need job security, you know!" I smiled at her. "That's very clever." "I'm glad you think so. Hey, Damon?" "Yeah?" "You're not going to think I'm boring or scary now, are you?" "No, of course not," I said, shaking my head reassuringly. "You don't have to worry about that. I'm glad that I met you, you're a wonderful friend." Her smile was like the sun coming out after a vicious thunderstorm. "Even if you're a giant nerd!" I added. She burst into peels of laughter and punched me again. "And you're a jerk! I just wanted to tell you what I really did, because you're a really good friend. Thank you." I smiled at her. "Thanks for letting me know. Professor." She grinned at me. "I'm gonna be hearing that one for a long time, aren't I?" I nodded eagerly, a wide smile on my face. "Oh great!" She laughed. A few moments later the girls came to sit by us, and we made some small talk for awhile. Stacey came by to tell us we could stay after closing if we wanted, and since nobody felt like going home yet, we gladly took her up on her offer. After the place had cleared out, I walked over to the bar to get myself another drink. The waiter indicated that I could just grab whatever I wanted since he was busy closing out his cash register. I was pouring myself a beer when Katie came up behind me, wrapping her arms around me and putting her head against my back. "You're very huggy today, Katie," I remarked. "Not that there's anything wrong with that, of course!" I added quickly. "Mmmm, I know. I'm just so glad I got to meet you and your friends. You're all so much fun to hang out with, I can hardly believe you're all still in high school. My high school was a lot more boring than this." "I don't think what we're doing is typical for high school kids, to be honest," I grinned. "No, I know that, it's just that you're all so much fun, and so mature for being eighteen." "Well, Brian isn't. Eighteen I mean." She let out a cute snort. "He's not really mature either! Brian should really be back in elementary school if you ask me!" I turned in her grasp and smiled at her. "I'm gonna tell him you said that." "Oh yeah? Well then I won't lick your cum out of Carynne's ass anymore, how's that?" I groaned at the memory, and my cock staggered in my pants. Katie noticed immediately, of course, and she rubbed her palm over my crotch. "Did you like it when I did that?" "Fuck yes, it was so hot!" "Mmmm, I know. I loved it. I love being so slutty. I love how slutty your sister is, too, just swapping that cum with me over and over," she purred, her hand jacking firmly on my shaft, right through my pants. "Fuck, you're so incredible!" "Thank you." She smiled beautifully. "And you're the luckiest guy in the world!" "You're not the first one to tell me that tonight,"I grinned. "Really? Who else has said that?" "Shit, who hasn't? But mostly Brian. In fact, that's why Jonathan got so mad at me, because Brian revealed that I'd fucked all of you girls, which included Stacey." "Yeah, Jonathan needs to get his jealousy in check. Stacey's not the kind of girl to settle down with one guy, not by a long shot. Or at least not yet, anyways." "How do you know that?" She shrugged. "Let's just say that obscenely rich girls tend to follow certain patterns in their development." "So Stacey's a typical rich girl?" "Well, now that you mention it ... actually she's not," she said, a little frown appearing on her face. "There's some things she keeps hidden, from everyone I think. She does things the way she thinks a rich girl is supposed to do them, not really because that's how she actually feels like doing them." I stared at her in amazement. "You've figured all of this out in one evening?" She gave me a cute little grin. "You can figure out a lot from a teenage girl's expressions. I read a book about that a few years ago." "So you deduced from her facial expression that she doesn't want to settle down right now?" "No, silly! She just told me. She's very talkative after she's just cum on your tongue several times in a row!" I groaned again, and my cock staggered in her grip. "Seems like you're really ready for some more action again, hmm?" "Yeah," I said eagerly. "And there's five girls here who are willing to take care of it for you, too." I couldn't help but grin happily. Before Katie could say anything else, Kelsey and Amanda came over, both of them looking excited. "Hey, that's our boyfriend's cock you're jerking off!" Amanda said greedily, though with a giant smile on her face. "Awww, I'm sorry, baby. Are you going to punish me for being so bold?" Katie grinned naughtily. While Amanda nodded, Kelsey didn't say anything, instead just walking over behind Katie and unleashing a huge swat on her curvy ass. "Ow!" Katie quipped, doing her best Marilyn Monroe impression, bringing her fingers to her lips while giving us an apologetic little giggle. "If you're gonna jerk him off, we want to share the cum with you," Amanda said, her voice husky. Katie nodded at her, then she turned to me and gave me a knowing grin. "Scumbag." I put on my best innocent expression, and Kelsey giggled. "Why did you call him a scumbag?" my sister asked. "Because he's so damn lucky! He's got three girls basically begging for his cum. It must be every guy in the world's dream to have this happen to him!" "He's worth it," Amanda said sweetly, wrapping her arms around me and putting her face against my chest, purring softly as she hugged me. "And that's another thing! How lucky was it that right as his psycho ex broke up with him, he had two of the most sweet and wonderful girls in the world planning on seducing him so he could take their cherries?" Katie grinned, shaking her head. "Some guys have ... all the luck!" I sang cheerfully in my best Rod Stewart, right before kissing Amanda. She and I melted into our embrace for several moments, both of us moaning softly. I slid my hands underneath her silk wrap and cupped her amazing ass. When we both came up for air, Katie was looking strangely at me. "What, you didn't think I knew Rod Stewart?" I joked. "Huh? Oh no, that's not it," she said somewhat absently, glancing over at my sister with that same, strange look. I looked at Kelsey too, seeing her gnaw nervously on her bottom lip. Her eyes seemed genuinely scared. "You okay, Kel?" I asked, suddenly getting worried. "Yeah, I'm fine. You guys have fun, I gotta ... I gotta go. To the bathroom," she said, quickly turning away before anyone could say anything else. "Kel, wait," Amanda said. She made to go after my sister, but Katie stopped her. "I'll deal with this, honey," Katie said confidently. "But..." Amanda began, before Katie put a finger on her lips. "Shhh, it's okay. Trust me." Amanda glanced over at me, and I nodded encouragingly. I trusted Katie, and if there was something bothering Kelsey, I was sure she could figure it out. Amanda sighed and nodded, and Katie quickly took off after my sister. My cock had gone limp from the sudden tension, and Amanda and I both went back to the sitting area, joining the others and having another drink. Kelsey and Katie came back after about twenty minutes, and it was obvious my sister had been crying quite severely. Amanda got up and ran over to her, hugging her fiercely and covering her face in kisses. No matter how much she asked Kelsey what was wrong, however, she couldn't get an answer out of my sister. I looked at Katie who seemed pretty worried herself, at least if her facial expression was anything to go by. I raised my eyebrows as if to ask her what was wrong, but she shook her head and averted her gaze. "Can we go, Stacey, please? I'm not feeling well, and I'd really like to go home," Kelsey asked, her voice somber. "Sure, Kel," Stacey said. "You want to come back to my place?" "I think I'd just like to go home, if you don't mind." "Of course not. Are you okay, sweetie?" Stacey asked, getting really worried. She wasn't the only one. Kelsey nodded. "Yeah, I think I have a migraine coming on, and I just want to lay down and get some rest." Stacey nodded and got her cellphone, quickly calling several people to make arrangements for all of us to get home. When she hung up, she said, "Okay, I'll have the limo drop you guys off at home, Kel, and then he'll take Brian and Katie home too. Carynne and I will ride home with Roger. Damon, give me your keys." "My keys? Why?" I asked even as I fumbled in my pants pocket for them. "I'll have Charles bring your car to your home later tonight, since you can't drive like this. He'll put your keys in your mailbox." I was about to object, then I felt Amanda squeeze my hand, so instead I simply nodded. Other than leaving my car at Stacey's house for the night, there was no other option anyways, since I was way over the legal limit. We all got up and said goodbye to Stacey and Carynne, everyone a little subdued because of Kelsey's sudden mood shift. Amanda and I had asked her several times if she was okay, and she just smiled sadly and nodded, though tears welled up in her eyes every time. The limo ride home was a fairly depressing one, with everyone lost in thought. Brian made a joke about wanting a limo for himself, but fell silent when all he got was a single chuckle. Kelsey and Amanda got out quickly as we got home, saying a hurried goodbye; I got ready to step out after them, when Katie grabbed my arm and pulled me back. I gave her a curious look. She opened her mouth twice as if to say something, then she finally sighed. "What's wrong, Katie?" I asked. "Nothing, it's just..." she trailed off. "Why is Kelsey so upset? Did you say something to her?" She gave me a long, unwavering stare. "Yes, I did." "Is that what upset her?" She shrugged. "Partially. She was upset already, but she didn't like what I said to her." "Why the hell did you do that?" I asked, feeling myself get angry. "Now she's angry and—" "She's not angry," Katie interrupted. "She's sad. Sad, scared, and worried sick." "Sad? Why is she sad?" "I can't tell you." "Why not?" "Because I promised her I wouldn't tell anyone." "Katie—" She shook her head resolutely. "I'm not going to break my promise to her, Damon. But you need to talk to your sister, and convince her to tell you, somehow. This thing's eating her up inside, and it's making her miserable." "Miserable? She's been happier than I've ever seen her today!" "It's a mask. She's keeping up a happy face for your sake and for Amanda's, but that's not how she feels. Believe me, she's not happy." "But ... what's the problem then?" She shook her head again. "Talk to her if you want to know." I glanced over at Brian, and he shook his head also. "I don't know anything about this, D. I'd tell you if I could, but I don't, and somehow I doubt she'd tell me if she won't tell you." "I'm right here, Brian, so don't talk about me as if I'm not!" Katie snapped. He gave her a hurt look, and she sighed deeply, wrapping her arms around him. "I'm sorry. This Kelsey thing really has me down." "Well, then tell us, babe!" Brian urged her. "No. I am not going to break my promise to her," Katie said with an ominous finality. I sighed and stared at the two of them for several long moments, then got out without saying anything. I was just about to slam the door shut, when I bit my tongue and turned around. "Thanks, Katie, for at least warning me," I said softly. She had tears in her eyes. "I want to tell you, Damon. Please believe me, I want to tell you so badly! But your sister begged me not to." I nodded. "It's okay, I'll talk to her. You guys take care, alright. I'll see you at practice, Brian." "Okay, D. Take it easy." I stared at the limo for a long time after it drove off, worry gnawing on my soul. When I finally went inside, Amanda was waiting for me, dressed in just panties and a tank top. Kelsey was nowhere to be seen. "Where is she?" I asked softly. "In bed," Amanda whispered. "Do you know what's wrong with her?" "No, she won't tell me. I'm really worried, Damon." "Yeah, me too, baby. I should probably go talk to her." Amanda put her hand against my chest as if to stop me. "I think you better try and talk to her in the morning," she said seriously. "Why is that?" "Because she told me she just wanted to sleep as she went to bed," Amanda said, her eyes filling up with tears. I wrapped my arms around her and tenderly kissed her head. "She didn't ask you to stay with her?" "No," she said, so softly that I could barely hear her; then, she began crying against me. I held her for a long time, letting her cry quietly while my own eyes were wet throughout. Finally we went upstairs where the sight of Kelsey's closed bedroom door was like a dagger in my gut. Amanda and I went into my own bedroom. Just to make sure, I checked to see if Kel's bathroom door was closed as well, which it was. Amanda sat on my bed, sniffling softly, while I began taking off my tuxedo. I was already halfway naked by the time I remembered that it was, of course, not my tuxedo. "Damn, what should I do with this tux?" I asked. "We'll take it back to Stacey's tomorrow, or we'll give it to her at school on Monday." Amanda shrugged, obviously not caring. I stripped down to my boxers and lay down in my bed, pulling her tightly against me. For the first time in over a week, the feel of Amanda's wonderful body didn't immediately send me into a horny frenzy, and I just wrapped my arms around her, cuddling until we both fell asleep. I slept fitfully, waking up often, and I dreamed of Kelsey in all sorts of trouble. At one point I dreamed of her standing beside my bed, crying, whispering softly that she was so sorry, and that she had never meant for me to get hurt. I had tried to get my dream self to ask her what she was talking about, but she fled before I could say anything. The click of the bathroom door woke me up, and I stared into the darkness for a long time, wondering whether it had been real or just a dream. I woke up at around nine with the sunlight streaming in through the windows almost blinding me. I got up with a grumble, cursing myself for forgetting to close them the night before. Amanda was still deep in slumber, and she barely even moved as I got out of bed. I quietly pulled the curtains shut, then slipped out of my bedroom. I glanced over at Kelsey's bedroom door and saw it was open. I felt my heart leap with excitement, but I quickly realized that probably the only reason it was open was because she wasn't there. A quick check confirmed my suspicion. After checking the house to see if Kel was around, I shuffled into the kitchen, still pretty tired and debating whether I should just go back to bed. I grabbed some OJ and a large chunk of cheese from the fridge, drinking and chewing without much joy. With my sister being so down over something, everything seemed to taste like ashes. It couldn't be the jealousy thing again, could it? I thought. It hardly seemed possible. "'Morning, honey!" Mom said brightly as she walked into the kitchen. "Hey Mom," I replied softly. "Boy, you're grumpy this morning," Mom said mockingly while frowning at me in an over-the-top manner. "Mom, don't, okay? Please?" I sighed. "Are you alright, honey?" she asked, her face suddenly getting a worried cast to it. "Yeah. Do you know where Kelsey is?" "Are you two fighting again?" "No Mom, we're not fighting! I just asked if you knew where she was!" She gave me a shocked look, and I could see the hurt in her wide open eyes. "Shit, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to snarl at you," I said apologetically, quickly walking over to her and wrapping her in a huge hug. "I'm sorry, Mom. I love you." "I love you too, honey," she said, fiercely returning my hug while giving me a large kiss on my cheek. "I just wish you'd trust me enough to talk to me." Her words were like a hot iron poker in my soul, and I grimaced from the imaginary pain. "I ... I'm fine, Mom, I'm just worried about Kel. She's upset about something, according to Katie, and I can't get her to tell me what it is." "Who's Katie?" "Eh, you don't know her." I shrugged. "She's a new friend of ours. I'll see about bringing her by sometime." "Okay. Is this the same thing Kelsey was angry about yesterday?" "No, it's something different, I think," I sighed. Mom gave me a wry little grin. "Us Richards women aren't the easiest in the world to deal with, huh?" I chuckled despite myself. "You can say that again!" She gave me a sweet smile. "Do you want me to talk to her?" "I'd be happy to let you, but that's kinda hard if she's not here, huh?" She nodded. "I'm sorry, honey, I don't know where she is either. She left this morning before I even got up." "Do you know if someone came and picked her up?" She shook her head. "I don't think so. I didn't hear any cars pull into the driveway, anyways." I sighed morosely. "Okay, I guess I'll try calling her in a bit and see where she is. Now I'm going back to bed before Amanda wakes up and wonders where I am." "Is Amanda sleeping with you?" "Yeah..." I said hesitantly. "You said you were okay with that." "Oh, yes, I am! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to imply that I wasn't. I'm just glad you found such a wonderful girlfriend!" Mom gushed. "Thanks Mom." "I know your sister likes it much better too." "Yeah, she does," I said with a wry smile as I walked out of the kitchen. Mom didn't know why Kelsey liked it better, of course, or at least I hoped not, but Kelsey was definitely ... I frowned as the thought trailed off into nothing. What was she talking about? "Hey Mom?" I asked, turning around and going back into the kitchen. "Yes?" She looked over from where she was wrestling with our crappy old coffee machine again. "What did you mean by that? That Kelsey likes it better?" "Well, Amanda's her best friend, why wouldn't she like it if you dated her best friend?" I grinned; that was what she was talking about. "Uh, Mom? Mostly with kids nowadays, they're not that happy about having their siblings hook up with their best friends, you know. But I see what you mean. Thanks!" I said, turning around again. Mom shook her head with a deep sigh. "I swear that nobody can understand you teenagers anymore these days. But it's not just that Amanda's her best friend, of course." I froze in my tracks, looking at her over my shoulder. "It's not?" "No. You know that Kelsey never really liked Kim, and I have to admit I also think Amanda's a much nicer girl than Kim was," she said, giving me a curious look as if she couldn't figure out why I needed to ask. "Wait, what's this about Kelsey 'never' really liking Kim?" I asked, suddenly feeling confused. Kelsey hated Kim for cheating on me and breaking up with me, but she'd never had a problem with Kim otherwise, at least as far as I knew. She'd never given any kind of indication that she did. Mom shrugged. "She told me repeatedly that she didn't think Kim was good enough for you. I hate to say this about any young girl, Damon, especially Kim, but I think your sister was right. Amanda really is much better for you." "When did she say that?" My sleepy fog was slowly lifting, and there was a little voice in my mind that was screaming something at me that I just couldn't quite make out. "When you and Kim were together, of course." "No, I mean, when did she start saying that?" I asked, the taste of ash returning to my mouth. Mom frowned. "Two months ago or so, I guess? Somewhere around then. It did seem a bit sudden. Had you and Kim had a fight around that time or something, that Kelsey knew about?" I frowned a bit. Two months ago. That would have placed it right around the time when Kelsey and Amanda were starting to come up with their little plan. But why had she been trying to convince people that Kim wasn't good for me? What would be the point? Unless it was... "Honey, are you okay?" Mom exclaimed, interrupting my train of thought. "What? Yeah, I'm fine. Why?" I asked, confused at her sudden outburst. "You're as pale as a sheet!" she said, coming over and putting her hand on my forehead. "Let me go get the thermometer." "Mom, I said I'm fine!" I said, moving my head out from underneath her hand. "Then why'd you turn so white?" "Because I just had an unpleasant thought," I said. "I gotta go." "Oh, okay," she said softly. "I'll see you later, Mom," I said, giving her another kiss, then I quickly ran out of the kitchen and took the stairs three steps at a time. I threw open my bedroom door with a bang, which absolutely scared the hell out of Amanda. "Oh shit, honey, I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed, quickly running over to her while she sat straight up in bed, her face terrified. I wrapped her in my arms, feeling like a total ass for scaring her so. She was shivering in my arms. I kissed the top of her head several times, murmuring sweet assurances to her, and she finally relaxed. "Why are you in such a hurry?" she asked. "What time is it?" "It's a little after nine. I need to go," I said, letting go of her. I rummaged through my closet for a pair of jeans and a long-sleeved sweatshirt. Amanda gave me a worried look. "Why?" I shook my head. "I don't want to say until I know for sure. I don't want to freak you out over nothing." "Is it something I'd freak out about?" "You might, baby. I just want to be sure, okay?" I said, jamming myself into the sweater while looking around for my shoes. "Where are you going?" she asked hesitantly. "I think you'd rather I not tell you," I said carefully. Her beautiful face immediately turned sad, and I saw her lip begin to quiver. I felt a huge ache rip through me, and I knelt in front of her, grabbing both her hands between mine. "I'm sorry, Amanda. It's not that I'm trying to keep secrets from you, or anything; it's just that—" "Can I go with you? Please?" she sniffled. I sighed deeply and nodded, giving her a small smile. There'd be no use trying to tell her it'd be better if she stayed here or went home. I'd just have to tell her later what had happened anyways. Besides, the sight of her crying was jabbing hot knives into my guts. She got a smile on her face even as she wiped away a few tears, then she quickly got up, going to Kelsey's bedroom. A few minutes later she came back, wearing one of Kelsey's favorite sweaters—a long-sleeved one that was somewhat faded pink in color—over a pair of light blue, stonewashed jeans. She'd put on some of Kelsey's sneakers as well. "Alright, let's go." I nodded. We went downstairs, and I quickly checked the mail basket at our front door only to find no keys there. I went outside, but my car was nowhere to be seen, and a quick check of our outside mailbox revealed no keys either. I wondered if Stacey's man hadn't returned my car, but it seemed unlikely he wouldn't have since Stacey had seemed very adamant that he would. As I was debating calling her, it suddenly hit me: Kelsey. I swore softly. Aggravated, I ran into the kitchen where Mom was reading the paper and sipping her coffee at the kitchen table. "Mom, can I borrow your car?" I said hurriedly. She looked up at me, puzzled, though she smiled when she saw Amanda. "Hi Amanda, dear!" she said happily. "Hi Shirley," Amanda said, her face a beautiful smile even though I knew she didn't quite feel that way. "How are—" "Mom, I'm sorry, but we're in a hurry. Can I borrow your car, please?" I interrupted her, getting a little agitated. "Well, I do have to be at the clinic at two o'clock, honey," Mom said hesitantly. "I'll be back before then, I promise!" "Where's your car?" "I think Kelsey took it," I said sourly. "Without asking you? Why would she do that?" "I don't know, Mom. Can I please take your car?" She thought it over for a few seconds, then got up and grabbed her purse, fishing out her keys and handing them to me. "Please be caref—" "Thanks, we will!" I said, already tearing out of the kitchen into the garage. I beeped open the doors to her minivan and practically jumped in. I was literally bouncing on my seat waiting for the slow-ass garage door to open. "Damon, why are we in such a hurry?" Amanda asked. "Because I want to get there before she leaves!" "She leaves where? And who?" I shook my head and rammed the minivan into reverse, tearing out of the garage with the tires screeching. Amanda grabbed hold of the door handle and gave me a bit of a fearful glance, but she didn't say anything else as we raced into town. I had made that particular drive a thousand times before, of course, but even in my Mustang I'd never done it as fast as I did it that morning. If a cop had seen me, I'd have most likely gone to jail. Still, nothing happened, and when we pulled up in front of the old, Victorian style home I silently shook my head, closing my eyes at all the bad memories rushing over me. I had sworn to never, ever return. "Damon, whose house is this?" Amanda asked softly. I looked at her and swallowed loudly. "Kim's," I breathed. Her face turned unpleasant. I could see the doubt and the wonder flicker through her eyes, causing me to flinch. "It's not what you think, sweetheart, I swear. I love you, and I want you." Her face softened at hearing me say I loved her. "I love you too." We smiled at each other, then I grabbed hold of the door handle. "I just need to ask her something, it won't take long. It's probably better if you stay in the car. I doubt she'll be happy to see me, and seeing you here will just make her even more of a bitch." "Okay, I'll stay here. What do you need to ask her?" Amanda asked. "The real reason why she broke up with me," I said, opening the door and getting out. I quickly jogged over to their garage, seeing the old Dodge Ram that belonged to Kim's dad still inside. Good, that meant they hadn't gone to church yet. Kim's parents were fervent catholics, and though she herself had always seemed rather uninterested in the whole deal, she dutifully went with them every Sunday. With my heart racing I walked up to the door. I glanced over my shoulder at Amanda who blew me a quick kiss then waved at me. I smiled at her before turning my attention back to the door, noticing it had been freshly painted. Kim's mom had been on her husband's case about that for months when Kim and I had still been dating. Shivers were tearing through my entire body, and I knocked loudly on the door, repeating the knocks after a few seconds. Kim's mom opened the door after a little while with an expectant look on her face; it rapidly turned sour when she saw me. "What do you want?" she asked curtly. "I'd like to talk to Kim, please," I said politely. "She doesn't want to talk to you." "I know that, but she'll want to hear what I have to say." "No, she won't. Now go away," she said, closing the door again. I held my hand out and blocked her from closing it all the way. "Mrs. Clofield, will you please just tell her that I'm here, and I need to talk to her about our breakup." "The last thing she wants to talk to you about is why you broke up with her!" she hissed, trying again to close the door. I was about to pull my hand back, since I didn't want to be accused of trying to break and enter into their home, when Kim suddenly showed up behind her mom. "Who is it, Mom ... oh." "Hey," I said quickly. "Can we talk, please? It'll just be a minute." "I don't want to talk to you! Get the f ... get out of here!" "Kim, I need to know why you broke up with me!" I said urgently. "Please!" Her face turned into an expression of pure rage, and she quickly walked over, coming to stand a few inches away from me. She motioned to her mom that she'd deal with it, and her mom quickly walked off, disappearing into the hallway. "You know damn well why I broke up with you, you asshole!" she spat at me, forgetting her decorum. Her parents were very strict about swearing in the house, something which she had once confided in me drove her nuts. "No, I don't, I really don't," I said, trying to keep my temper in check. "But I really want to know." "Why? So you can try not to fuck up with your new conquest? I hope she'll grow to hate your guts as much as I do!" Kim said angrily, glancing over my shoulder at the car where Amanda was clearly visible. Her uncontained anger was like a sharp slap in my face, and I felt tears well up in my eyes despite myself. "Why are you so angry at me, Kim? I thought we'd been happy together," I said softly, swallowing to get the lump out of my throat. She glared at me for several seconds, then suddenly a huge sob burst from her lips, and she began to cry. I was halfway to putting my hand on her shoulder, when her eyes flared up. "Don't you fucking touch me!" "I'm sorry!" I said quickly. "I just ... why are you crying?" She glared at me through her tears for several moments, her normally warm, brown eyes having turned an almost putrid black because of her anger. "Because I thought we'd been happy too!" I sighed, taking her hands in mine; though she flinched for a second, she didn't pull her hands back. I knew how this had to look to Amanda, but right then I didn't care. Too many things didn't add up. If we'd both been happy, why the fuck had she cheated on me? It didn't make any sense, though that small voice in the back of my mind was desperately trying to tell me something which would have explained it. "Why did you cheat on me, Kim? And with Jeff of all people? With my best friend," I said softly. She averted her eyes, still crying wildly. I saw her mom peek around the corner of the dining room, though she quickly ducked away again and didn't say anything. I reached out and grabbed Kim's chin, turning her face towards me, only to have her glance away again as soon as our eyes met. "Kim, I need to know. Please." She turned back to me, anger radiating from her in waves. "To get back at you!" she said sharply. "To hurt you! I wanted to rub your face in it! I saw you at that party last weekend with that college slut, and Jeff and I deliberately stumbled into that room so you could see who I was fucking!" I felt my knees go weak, and I had to actively fight back my own tears. Her anger was like a storm buffeting me. "But why? Why did you need to get back at me?" "So you'd know how it feels to be betrayed like that! So you'd know how I felt!" she practically screamed through her tears which freely flowed down her face. "What? Kim, I have no idea what you're talking about," I stammered, feeling utterly lost. Betrayed? How had I betrayed her? I had loved her! She snorted, her face taking on a disgusted sneer. "You come to my house, pretending not to know, and you still have to lie about it!" "Lie about what?!" "You were fucking those whore cheerleaders!" she spat. I felt myself turn bright red, and I struggled for several moments to speak. I didn't think anyone knew about me and the girls, but apparently we'd not been as careful as we thought we'd been. "How do you know about that?" I asked. "Because that tall blonde slut told me, okay?!" she cried. "She told me all about it! About all the fucking things you do with them!" I grimaced, partially in pain and partially in anger. That tall blonde slut ... There was only one tall blonde on the team, or at least only one tall blonde that would have known what we were doing. "You mean Stacey? The captain?" She nodded, angrily trying to wipe away her tears with her wrists. I sighed. "Okay, I'll admit it, I've been having sex with a few of them. But that's none of your business, Kim! You broke up with me, remember? That means I'm free to do whatever the hell I want! I still want to know why you cheated on me!" "You were fucking those cheerleaders!" she almost screamed, as if I was a fucking moron for not getting it. "So what?! I didn't start messing around with them until you'd already broken up with me!" I said, my own voice rising. "What?" she said, suddenly confused. "You're lying!" "No, I'm not. I've been having sex with some of them for a week. You broke up with me over four weeks ago. What I did after that is none of your fucking business!" She shook her head stubbornly, her raven black locks whirling around her. "Liar! You've been fucking them for like a month and a half!" I frowned and mulled that statement over in my mind. A month and a half was obviously wrong, since I hadn't even begun to hang out with the girls until the weekend before, and ... The realization hit me like a ton of bricks. Stacey hadn't told her I was fucking the girls since last week. She must have told her I'd been fucking them a lot longer than that, for over a month in fact. She had lied to Kim about it, and because of that lie, Kim had gotten even with me by fucking my best friend. I looked at Kim, seeing her staring at me with something akin to confusion and perhaps even a bit of concern. "What happened?" I asked her softly. "Tell me the whole story, please." "What? Why would I—" "Please, Kim?" She sighed and seemed like she was about to slam the door in my face, but then she relented and nodded. "About a month and a half ago, Stacey came to me at school and asked me about you. She wanted to know if I was your girlfriend, stuff like that. When I told her yes, she grinned and said you were a stud. I thought it was kinda weird, so I just walked off, but she came back to me the next day and said the same thing. She was teasing me and seemed to be rubbing my face in something. After a few days I got really tired of it, and I asked her what the meaning of it was. She just sneered at me and said that she knew you were a stud, because she'd been fucking you!" I felt my mouth go dry as a cork, and I was barely able to motion for Kim to continue. Why the fuck had Stacey lied like that? Kim sniffed loudly, wiping away a few tears. "I told her she was full of shit, but she kept teasing me with it, and she finally said that not only were you fucking her, you were fucking several of those other sluts as well!" she said, her voice accusing and hurt. "I wanted to slap her in her rich bitch face, but instead I just scoffed and said you'd never cheat on me since you were happy with me. And she sneered at me and said that it was because they all let you fuck them up their asses, and I wouldn't! How the fuck would she even know about that, if you hadn't told her, huh?!" Kim cried, bursting into tears again. "You fucking bastard! The second you could get it somewhere else, you took it! And to hell with me!" "Kim, I—" "Shut up! Shut the fuck up! You know, I was going to give it to you because I knew how much you wanted it. I just wanted to wait until..." she broke off, crying too hard to be able to speak. "Until what?" I asked softly. She jerked her head back up, her eyes flashing absolute murder at me. "Fuck you! You'll never know! You can lie awake the rest of your fucking life wondering when I would have let you have it!" I sighed, barely able to keep standing. I had wanted to have anal with Kim, but her refusal hadn't been nearly as big a deal to me as she accused me of making it. I also realized how Stacey would have known about Kim refusing me anal: because Kelsey had overheard us and had told her friend about it. Fresh waves of pain washed through me, and it took me several seconds to realize Kim was still talking. " ... broke my heart! I cried the whole day and whole night over you, and then I decided to get even. I seduced Jeff a few weekends later and totally fucked his brains out! I wanted to make sure he'd fall for me like a ton of bricks, and he did. Oh, he did. He said you were the dumbest asshole in the world for cheating on me! Then he wanted my ass too, but I held off giving it to him until I could rub your face in it!" Kim snarled. "I broke up with your cheating ass that next Tuesday." I felt several tears rolling down my cheeks, and my gut was on fire. Kim and I hadn't been perfect together, but I had absolutely loved her, and Stacey had callously decided to just fucking ruin it, apparently on a goddamned whim. I had been mere inches away from falling in love with her when we'd all been fucking on her bed, and now I almost felt as if I actually wanted to hurt her, so she could feel what she'd done to Kim and I. "And then, when the opportunity presented itself, I got even with those bitches too!" Kim pushed on, a delighted sneer on her face as she realized how much she was hurting me. "What ... what did you do?" I asked, my voice a mere rasp. "I saw you with your little whores at that college party last week, and I kept an eye on them. I was waiting for some kind of opportunity to embarrass them, to show everyone what a worthless bunch of fucking skanks they were! With their stupidly short skirts without panties, and their slut schoolgirl outfits! It figures you'd go for dumb, classless whores like that!" she hissed angrily. "So, when I saw several of them go upstairs, I followed them, and I listened at the door, hearing them go at each other. It figures that those stupid tramps are lesbians too! When that one girl went downstairs and made them a pitcher of booze, I quickly had Jeff get some roofies from one of the college guys and slip them in, after she'd put the pitcher down on the dresser for a few moments." I felt my heart stop cold in its tracks. "Are you fucking kidding me? You actually did that? You were the one who date-raped them?" She snorted. "I didn't do anything with those whores! I didn't want to catch anything! But plenty of people were talking about what was going on upstairs, so everyone definitely got to know what a fine bunch of upstanding girls our cheerleaders are!" I clenched my fists, struggling to keep myself from hitting her. "You drugged Kelsey, you fucking bitch!" I said, with clenched teeth. Her eyes grew wary. "Kelsey? What do you mean I drugged Kelsey?" "She was with those girls that you fucking slipped those drugs to!" I exclaimed. Kim shrugged. "Well, if she was up there getting fucked by a bunch of girls, then she fits in really well. Once a cheerleader, always a cheerleader, huh?" "Jesus Christ, Kim! You deliberately drugged a whole group of girls! Do you know that's a fucking felony? If my dad found out he'd arrest you for that shit!" She sneered at me. "You'd like that, wouldn't you? To see your dad haul me off, you fucking asshole!" I shook my head, partly in irritation and partly in anger. "What about those college girls? What had they ever done to you? You drugged them too!" "They were fucking those sluts, so it's not like they were a bunch of classy girls!" Kim's jaw started wobbling, and tears were starting to roll down her cheeks again. "I just wanted to hurt them, to get even with them! With those damn cheerleaders that took you from me!" "They didn't take me, Kim! Stacey fucking lied to you!" The pain flaring through Kim's face made me want to swallow my tongue, but I continued, "I never cheated on you. Ever." She shook her head. "No ... No, you did! You fucked those stupid sluts! She knew things about you, things that only you and I knew! You're lying!" "I'm not lying, Kim," I said, getting myself back under control. "Kelsey overheard when I asked you for anal, and you said no. She then told Stacey. Stacey set us both up. She's the one that lied. She's the one that broke us up. Not you, not me. Her." I coldly rattled off the facts, each of them like a blow to Kim. Kim stared at me for several more seconds as the realization slowly hit her, then she buried her hands in her face and sank to her knees, leaning her head against the door. Her sobs sounded so pitiful that I felt an overpowering urge to take her into my arms and comfort her. "Why the hell did you believe her, Kim?" I asked angrily. "All you had to do was come talk to me, and ask me if it was true, and none of this would have ever happened!" "Like you'd have told me the truth if it was true," she sobbed. I grunted in frustration. "So we're together for over a year, and someone you don't even know tells you your boyfriend is cheating, and boom, you instantly believe her? Did I mean that little to you? Were you already thinking I was cheating on you for you to swallow that lie so easily? Why didn't you come ask me?!" I snapped. If only she had talked to me! She looked up at me, her eyes full of tears. "What do you want me to say?" I hesitated for a second. What did I want her to say? To admit I was right? Did that mean that much to me? I realized I didn't even have an answer to that question. She got back to her feet and gave me a cold stare. "Just go away, Damon." "What? We're not done talking." "Yes, we are. Go away!" "Kim, we—" "Are you fucking deaf?!" she half screamed, half sobbed. "What more do you fucking want? Do you want to hurt me some more, is that it?" I flinched at her words, and I felt a huge surge of anger well up inside me. "Hurt you? How the hell did I hurt you? I never did anything to you except love you! You're the one who went fucking psycho on me! How about you apologize for kicking me in my face and breaking my fucking nose?!" Anger flared in her eyes, then she slapped me. It happened so fast I never even saw it coming, and the sting on my cheek began to burn fiercely almost immediately. Without saying another word, Kim turned around and fled back into the house, her sobs echoing behind her. I took a step forward, wanting to follow her, but her father came out of the dining room, quickly blocking my path. "I've heard enough of all this profanity. Get out of here, Damon!" "Look, Mr. Clofield, we just need to—" "Now!" he snapped, forcefully shoving me backwards. He was an absolute mountain of a man, being a logger by profession, and I practically flew back onto the porch, stumbling awkwardly over the steps, before finally falling down on my ass in their yard. He slammed the door shut without another word. I slowly got up, feeling my wrist sting badly from where I had fallen on it. I wondered if he'd broken it. I briefly debated making a scene, then remembered Kim's dad had a shotgun and was probably not afraid to use it. I turned on my heel and stalked out of their yard, the anger smoldering deeply inside me. Stacey had caused all this, and I was going to get some fucking answers! As soon as she saw me approach the car, Amanda quickly got out and ran up to me. "What happened?" she gasped. "About a month and a half ago, Stacey told Kim I was cheating on her with you girls," I said tersely. "That's why Kim cheated on me with my best friend and broke up with me: so she could get revenge for something I never did." Amanda stared at me, completely stunned, her face slowly turning pale. "Why did Stacey do ... oh God, no! Do you think she did it for ... you know, for us? For Kelsey and I?" I nodded, clenching my jaw, my anger slowly building. "That's what I think, yeah. Did either of you tell Stacey about your plan to, you know, have sex with me?" She shook her head, her eyes starting to fill with tears. "I never did, but Kelsey might have. She and Stacey are very close. Damon, I thought you and Kim had just broken up because it didn't work out. I didn't know about this, I swear!" I took her into my arms and softly kissed her head. "I believe you, sweetheart. I know you'd never do something like this." Even as I said it, though, I felt relief wash through me. I had actually been a little worried that Amanda had been in on the plot. With her out of the picture, that left two possibilities: either Stacey had done it, in an effort to facilitate me getting together with the girls without their knowing, or Kelsey had asked her to do it. Just thinking about that latter possibility sent such shards of pain searing through me that I shivered violently. I gave Amanda another gentle squeeze. "I'm going to go talk to Stacey, and get to the bottom of this. Can you call her and see where she is?" She nodded and reached inside her pocket, quickly dialing her friend while we both walked back to the minivan. We were already halfway down the road by the time she hung up. "I got her voicemail. I figured you didn't want me to leave a message." "No, we'll just check her house, see if she's there." Amanda nodded, not saying anything else. Her beautiful face was lined with worry, and she kept glancing frequently in my direction. I just focused on driving, my anger simmering in my gut. Amanda tried several times to call Kelsey, but my sister never answered her phone either. We arrived at the gate to the Winterton estate about forty minutes later, and I buzzed the security terminal. The guard refused to let me in, saying I was not scheduled to meet with miss Winterton. Finally Amanda identified herself, and he relented, on account of her having free access. I parked the minivan haphazardly and ran up the stairs to the house with my heart pounding, taking three steps at a time. As before, the old man opened the door before I could knock. "May I help you, sir?" he asked politely. "I'm here to see Stacey," I said curtly. "Where is she?" "I will inquire for you, sir. Please wait here, if you would," he said, indicating several leather recliners in a room to the side of the entry hall. I was about to object when Amanda tugged on my hand, resolutely pulling me towards the anteroom. I swallowed my words and sat down, waiting impatiently. Jonathan showed up after about five exceedingly long minutes, and he was obviously surprised to see us. "What are you guys doing here?" "I need to see Stacey," I said darkly. Knowing my luck he'd freak out again because he'd think I was there to fuck her! "What about?" he asked calmly. "It's private." "That's not gonna fly, Damon. You either tell me what you're here for, or you can leave again. Stacey's still asleep, and I'm not waking her up for no good reason." I angrily glared at him for a few moments, to absolutely no effect. "Stacey lied to my old girlfriend and caused her to break up with me." His face turned dark, and he scowled. "That's a load of horseshit! If you think—" "It's true, Jonathan," Amanda said from beside me. "Stacey told Kim that Damon was cheating on her. We really need to speak with her." "Why the hell would she do that?" Amanda shrugged. "That's what we're here to find out." For several long moments Jonathan stared at us, then he nodded. "Come with me." He led us through the house, and we quickly wound up at Stacey's door again, where he knocked softly. "Stacey? Damon and Amanda are here to see you. Stacey?" "Go away!" Stacey's muffled voice complained. Amanda sighed irritably and opened the door, stepping inside before Jonathan could stop her. "Get up, Stacey! We need to talk to you," my girlfriend said angrily. I stepped inside too, pulling the door closed behind me. Jonathan looked as if he was about to object, but he kept silent, staring at me as the door shut in his face. I gazed over at the giant bed where Stacey was blinking rapidly in an effort to clear away the sleep. She seemed less than happy to be up so early. I walked towards her bed, determinedly gritting my teeth. I kept telling myself over and over that I needed to stay calm, even though dark thoughts were floating through my brain. The anger was still present inside me, bubbling slowly, just waiting for an opportunity to erupt. "Why did you lie to Kim about me, Stacey?" I finally asked once I stood beside her bed. "What are we talking about?" Stacey asked, yawning and sitting up straight. "Don't give me that!" I said. "A month and a half ago you told Kim I was cheating on her with you and the other girls. In return, she cheated on me with Jeff and broke up with me. Why the hell did you do that?" She sat back against her headboard and gave me a calculating stare. "How did you find out?" I blinked. No denial? No attempts to make it seem like it wasn't what I thought it was? "I talked to Kim about it, like thirty minutes ago. She was crying and told me the whole thing," I said, a bit flustered. I hadn't expected her to be so calm. "You talked to Kim?" Stacey asked, obviously surprised. "I figured you'd never want to see her again after what she did to you last week." I snorted. "Yeah, I bet you would have liked that." She gave me a quizzical look. "What do you mean?" "If I'd never talked to her, the truth would have never come out, and you'd have been able to keep your little secret!" She shrugged. "If I'd thought you really cared, I'd have told you myself." I stared at her, my mouth wide open. "You just don't give a shit, do you?" I saw her flinch a little. "Of course I give a shit! The whole reason I told the stupid bitch that story in the first place was to get you away from her, so you could get someone better!" she said irritably. I sighed as I felt a fresh surge of pain wash through me. I hadn't really doubted Kim's story because it fit too well to be a lie; yet, part of me had hoped Stacey was innocent, that she'd have no clue what I was talking about. I liked her, I really liked her, and I didn't want her to be guilty, but her calm confession left no doubt whatsoever that she was. I gave her an unwavering stare. "So breaking up my girlfriend and I like that is you demonstrating you give a shit? Please don't ever start hating me!" I scoffed. Stacey nodded towards Amanda, who was standing at the foot of the bed with a sad expression on her beautiful face. "I'd like to think that you're definitely better off now," Stacey said calmly. I felt something snap inside me. Her cold, callous manner just totally rubbed me the wrong way, and I grimaced as I put my fists on her bed, leaning over until our faces were just a foot apart. "I'm better off now? That's your entire justification for ripping me and Kim apart? Who made you judge, jury and executioner of my love life?" Stacey looked at me a bit nervously, and being this close to her I suddenly noticed something: she was sweating. Just faintly, but a few small drops were running down the side of her beautiful face. She wasn't as cool and collected as she pretended to be. I wondered why; after all, she didn't seem to be showing any remorse. We all stared at one another as the silence continued. Finally, after several long moments, Amanda snapped, "Answer him, Stacey!" "Answer what?" Stacey asked quickly. "What gave you the right to interfere in his relationship like that?" Amanda said, a scowl on her face. "Why are you so against this? I got him away from that psycho bitch. Now he's with you, and you're both in love with each other! You're having the best time of your lives!" Stacey objected. "That doesn't make it right," Amanda said flatly. "He's the guy you've wanted all along, and now you've got him! Would you have rather watched him still be with Kim?" Stacey almost pleaded, her face twisted in frustration. She seemed very eager to get Amanda to agree with her. A cold shudder tore through me. "How can you be so fucking callous about this, Stacey? Do you not realize what you've done?" "I got you the most wonderful girlfriend in the world, that's what I've done! Two girlfriends, in fact! Plus a few other cheerleaders to fuck!" "I had a girlfriend!" I said heatedly. " I loved her, and she loved me! And you tore that apart just so that you could play fucking matchmaker!" Stacey's eyes grew wide, and she gasped slightly. "You ... loved each other?" "Yes!" Stacey seemed to shrink in on herself, and she looked at Amanda almost as if she was pleading with her. "Did you know that?" "Me? What do I have to do with this?" Amanda asked with an annoyed tone. "Please answer me. Did you know they loved each other?" Amanda glanced over at me, then she sighed as she shook her head slowly. "No, I didn't. I thought they had been less serious than that. At least that's what Kelsey told me." "Yeah, she..." Stacey began, then she quickly stopped, gnawing her lip. "She what?" I said, pouncing on her little mistake. "She what, Stacey?" She swallowed, and her head drooped. "Nothing." "What did Kelsey say, Stacey?" I whispered insistently. "It's not important!" Stacey snapped. "I knew that Amanda was interested in you, I knew that Kelsey wanted to try to seduce you, and I knew that Kim was in the way! So I told her a lie to get her out of the way! You're with both Kelsey and Amanda now, and you're deliriously happy! Don't try to tell me you're not! This all worked out for the best!" "The fact that I am happy now has nothing to do with it," I said icily. "And worked out for the best?Your little stunt broke up Kim and I, even though we loved each other; it caused my best friend to cheat on me and beat me up; it caused Kim to kick me in the face and break my nose; it made her drug you, Kelsey and the other girls at the college party; it—" "What?" Stacey gasped, obviously shocked. "Drugged? What do you mean, drugged? "Last week, when you and Kelsey had sex with those college girls, upstairs at that party. You were drugged. Did Kelsey not tell you that?" Stacey shook her head, her eyes wide open with worry. "No, she didn't! Who drugged us? What drugs?" "Kim wanted to embarrass you girls, so she had Jeff slip some roofies in that pitcher of Sangria you drank. It made you lose control, at least a bit anyways, during your little sexual escapade. Just one more thing that happened because of you!" Stacey's lip began to quiver, then suddenly she burst into tears. "Oh my God. What have I done?!" she wailed, burying her face in her hands. "You decided the way I chose to live my life wasn't good enough, Stacey," I said pitilessly. My anger was festering in my stomach, and for some reason it almost felt good. "You didn't like me and Kim being together, so you just decided to end our relationship on a whim. Because you felt like it. And things just spiraled out of control from that point on." "It wasn't on a whim," Stacey protested almost inaudibly, stuttering through her tears. I ignored her little objection since it didn't matter anymore anyways. Kim and I were over for good, and a ton of bad crap had happened because of Stacey's actions. My anger swirled around inside of me, and it almost made me feel as if the misery and pain outweighed the fact that I had found Amanda and had become romantically involved with my sister. I fucking hated how I felt, and yet at the same time, I seemed to be embracing it. I saw Amanda raise her hand, almost as if she wanted to go comfort her friend, but I shook my head at her. She gnawed on her bottom lip for a few seconds, as if torn, then she nodded, though not with much enthusiasm. "So what was in it for you, Stacey? Why did you do it?" I asked, my voice as dull as the pain I was feeling. Stacey cried softly for a few moments, then she whispered, "Because I love her so much." I frowned. "Love her? Who?" She looked up at me with her gorgeous brown eyes filled with anguish. "Kelsey." "You broke up me and Kim because you love Kelsey?" I asked dubiously. Stacey nodded wordlessly. I closed my eyes, trying to put together the facts in my mind. Kelsey had wanted to seduce me and had wanted me to be the guy to take her virginity. She would have known that I would never cheat on Kim, so she had apparently started telling all of her friends, as well as Mom, that Kim wasn't right for me. Then, because she loved my sister, Stacey had taken it upon herself to destroy my relationship with my girlfriend. That cleared the way for Kelsey and Amanda, because without a girlfriend I was free to fool around. It was a lucky break for Amanda and my sister, and a really shitty one for Kim and I. Amanda had never known that my breakup with Kim was intentional, so I assumed Kelsey wouldn't have known either. It seemed to fit, yet I couldn't help shake the feeling that there was something missing. Stacey had used the fact that Kim had rejected my plea for anal as ammunition against her, convincing her that the cheerleaders were all too happy to let me fuck them up the ass. Since there was no other way for her to have known, Kelsey must have told Stacey about that fact. But why would she have? What purpose would there have been in my sister telling Stacey about that, other than as odd gossip? Had Kelsey known what Stacey was planning? Was that why she told her? And then it finally hit me. It hadn't been Stacey's plan—it had been Kelsey's from the start! The voice that had been talking to me in the back of my mind suddenly came through loud and clear, screaming at me that my sister had orchestrated the whole thing. I closed my eyes as I felt a fresh wave of pain roll through me. Kelsey was the one who had selfishly decided to break both my heart and Kim's, just so she could have what she wanted. I couldn't believe she had done that; it felt like a betrayal. The anger welled up inside me, and I sighed deeply. I opened my eyes again, seeing Stacey stare at me with a worried expression. "It was Kelsey's plan, wasn't it?" I asked calmly. A small part of me was amazed at just how calm I was. It seemed like the proverbial calm before the storm. "No, the plan was mine!" Stacey said quickly. "I made it all up to get her what she wanted and to make her happy. She didn't know anything about it!" Amanda gasped as she alternated her gaze between the two of us. She hadn't known about the plan and didn't seem to want to believe Kelsey had been the architect. I could see the pain that that knowledge caused her. My heart ached for her, but the anger that was slowly, inexorably suffusing me seemed to drown it out. I looked deep into Stacey's eyes and saw the lie in them clear as day. "You're lying, Stacey." "I'm not lying!" she said, a few more drops of sweat dripping down her cheeks. "Then why are you sweating so much? It's not because of the heat in your room," I said stoically. "It's almost freezing in here. You're nervous about something." "I..." she began, then she dropped her head. "Tell me, Stacey," I said, relentlessly pushing on. It was almost as if I needed to hear the fact that my sister was guilty. "I want the truth." Amanda joined in when Stacey looked at her for support. "Stacey, please! If it was Kel's plan, please tell us." Stacey blinked away a few tears, then whispered, "The plan really was mine, but..." "But what?" I prodded. "She ... she asked me to help her." "To help her what?" The silence in the bedroom was deafening, and it seemed to go on forever. I was about to repeat my question when Stacey again erupted in tears. "To help her break you and Kim up!" Even though it wasn't a surprise anymore, I still bit my tongue at the implication of my sister's guilt. "What gave you the fucking right to do this?" I asked. Stacey sniffed a few times, then she looked at me defiantly. "Why are you so upset over this? You got to fuck a bunch of hot chicks, and you're in love with the two sweetest, most beautiful girls in the world! You should be fucking thanking me!" I threw a glance at Amanda, then quickly returned my attention to Stacey. "The ends don't justify the means, and you know it," I said softly. "You can't tell me you're not better off now!" "That has nothing to do with it! You had no right to do this!" "She was no good for you!" Stacey shouted angrily. "That wasn't your fucking decision to make!" I snapped. Before Stacey could say anything else, her bedroom door flew open, and Jonathan came storming in, charging straight at me. I flinched as he came near, figuring he was going to clock me, but instead he grabbed my arm and yanked me back towards the door. "Get the fuck out of here!" he said darkly. "Hey, what the hell?" I said, struggling to try to shake my arm loose. "What the fuck are you doing?" "I won't let you stand there and scream at her like that." "She broke up my relationship with Kim! I think I—" "I don't give a fuck! You're not going to fucking scream at her." I grabbed his hand with my free one, trying to claw it off my arm. He just held on stoically, nearly pulling me off my feet as he dragged me out of the room. "Let go off me!" I snarled. His eyes flashed with anger, and he slammed me up against the wall just outside the bedroom, putting his free hand around my throat. "I am going to march you out of here. You can either go under your own power, or I will knock you the fuck out and throw you out of the nearest window! It's your fucking choice!" I tried to struggle out of his grasp, but he was a lot stronger than I was and held me in place easily. "I'm gonna count to three, Damon," he threatened. "One, two..." "Alright, alright! I'm going! Now let go of me!" He glared at me for several moments more, then let go of my arm and throat. I straightened myself out and quickly walked downstairs where the door was held open for me by the butler. The old man was giving me a very unpleasant look. I walked outside and quickly turned around. "Where's Amanda? I'm not leaving her here." Jonathan just sniffed at me and was about to close the door in my face when Amanda came running down the hall. He held the door open for her, then slammed it shut right as she passed through. "Are you okay?" I asked, concerned. She nodded. "Yeah. I had a few things of my own to say to Stacey, and I wondered if she knew where Kelsey was." "And?" "She's at the fair. Stacey was gonna meet her there later." I nodded. "Thanks, sweetheart. Are you sure you want to come with me?" "Yes," she said resolutely. "She lied to me, too. She swore to me that you and Kim had broken up because Kim was a bitch who had been cheating on you for many months. She never told me that she planned to break the two of you up just so she and I could have some fun." I stared at her for several long moments. "I love you, Amanda. I love you with all my heart. I'm thrilled to death that I'm with you, and I have no doubt in my mind that I'm much better off with you than I was with Kim. But that—" "That doesn't make it right, I know," she finished my sentence for me, her voice soft. "If Kelsey had told me this was her plan from the start, I would have never agreed to it. I don't ever want to lose you, but I feel horrible for what's happened to you and even for what's happened to Kim. This is not how I wanted to find someone." I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her against me, giving her a firm kiss. "I love you so much." "I love you too." We gave each other a wan smile, and I prayed in my heart that this wasn't going to poison our relationship. I knew I would do everything in my power to make sure that it wouldn't. And the realization that I now actually had to worry about something poisoning our relationship pissed me off to no end. The anger kept swelling inside me, yet for some strange reason it didn't feel like it needed an outlet. It almost seemed as if it was content to just stay inside me and fester. We walked to the minivan and got back in, taking off with the tires squealing and throwing up fine grit. "Damon?" Amanda asked as we exited the gate, turning onto the road that would take us back to town. "Yeah?" "What are we going to say to her?" I shrugged slowly. "I don't know." "I mean, we already know she did it, that she arranged for all of this. Do we really need to confront her about it?" I glanced at her quickly. "Do you not want to go?" She looked so sad that my heart practically melted. "I ... I love her, Damon, so much. I don't agree with what she did, but I still love her. I do not want her out of my life." I sighed. "I understand, sweetheart. But I have to talk to her about it. I need to hear her say that she did this, that she deliberately sabotaged Kim and I. I want to hear her explain why. What else are we going to do, pretend this never happened? I have to see this through. I can't just let it lie ... I'll stay angry at her for the rest of my life if I do." Amanda began to cry, and she turned her face away, staring out the passenger window. I could see her body shiver from her sobs, and the sound wrenched at my soul. I suddenly felt completely, utterly drained. I'd already made three girls cry today, and I was on my way to undoubtedly add a fourth. It was turning into the shittiest day of my entire life, and if Amanda hadn't been in the car with me I might have been tempted to just go up to Lookout Point and drive my car off a cliff. As we drove to the fair, which was held downtown, memories of the past week floated through my mind. The college party; fooling around with Kelsey while she was asleep; the car ride with the girls and Carynne grinding on my cock while we fingered Amanda and my sister; that wonderful first time with the two of them in the shower; trying to fuck Kel up her ass against the washing machine after she had just squirted on my pants. I groaned as I remembered the taste of her cum, and how fucking awesome it felt to have her spray my face with it. An image of her marvelous body planted itself firmly in my mind: the swells of her breasts, her absolutely ravishing smile, her amazingly perfect ass, the small landing strip of hair above her delicious pussy, the supple curve of the small of her back. I groaned deeply. I didn't want to give her up. I wanted to be with her, and with Amanda, for the rest of my life! And yet, at the same time, she had selfishly violated my trust. She had ripped apart my relationship with the girlfriend I'd loved, so that she could lose her virginity to me. As I thought about that, I suddenly remembered Amanda telling me that their original plan had been to fuck me once or twice, and then to get back together. I felt myself go almost numb at that realization. Not only did she break up my existing relationship, but in her original plan I would have been alone at the end of it all! I clenched my teeth to keep from yelling out in anger. After taking the downtown exit, I still had no idea what I was going to say to Kelsey. I loved her so much, but her betrayal hurt me more than the beating I'd gotten at the college party. I knew it would take a lot longer to heal, too. It was utterly packed at the fair when we arrived, but I lucked out for a parking spot, quickly taking the one near the entrance that was being vacated by a soccer mom and her five brats. I paid the entry fee for Amanda and myself, then stared out at the massive throng of people in front of us. "How the hell are we ever going to find her?" I said, suddenly feeling a bit desperate. Unless we happened to walk straight into her, Kelsey could pass us within five feet, and we'd never see her. "Let's split up. We'll meet back here in fifteen minutes. If you find her, just take her back here and wait," Amanda said. I smiled at her. "That's a really good plan." Her lip curled just a bit, but she walked off without a word, the dislike for what we were doing plain in her face. I sighed deeply. No matter which way the day went, things wouldn't be the same again. I realized it was odd how I could grow to love something so much in the space of a week that the prospect of not having it anymore caused me so much pain. I grinned wanly at the realization that that was something that Katie might have said. I sighed and turned to my right, since Amanda had gone to the left, beginning to scour the fair. Neither Amanda nor I had found Kelsey after our first sweep, and we set off on another. We met back at the gate after the second sweep, still not having found her. "I wonder if she's really here," Amanda said. "Yeah, me too," I said softly, staring out at the parking lot. An idea formed in my head, and I glanced over at the ticket booth, noticing the fair had opened at 8am that morning. Mom had said Kelsey had left pretty early, before she got up. If Kelsey had gone straight to the fair, she'd have arrived pretty early, and she'd likely have parked near the front. "Let's go check the parking lot quickly," I said to Amanda. "My Mustang should be a bit easier to find than all five foot three of Kelsey." Amanda shrugged and followed after me as I walked out the gate. I went left into the parking lot, quickly checking four rows of cars, then double backed to the other side. I was about halfway through the right hand side of the parking lot when Amanda tugged on my sweater. "Damon, isn't that them?" she said quickly. I turned around and gazed off to where she was pointing. It took me a few moments, then I suddenly saw Stacey and Kelsey, with Jonathan in tow, walking between several cars about six rows over. "Kelsey!" I yelled at her, quickly setting off into a sprint, my long legs churning up the distance. I nearly got pancaked by some dipshit in a Silverado, but I ignored his honks as I ran after the two girls, yelling my sister's name over and over again. As I came closer, Kelsey glanced in my direction and flinched. Stacey turned towards me too, then she grabbed my sister's arm and pulled her along, the two of them quickly flitting between several cars, then getting into my Mustang. I heard the sound of the Mustang's engine being started, and I added a burst of speed. I knew I wasn't going to catch up with them before they pulled out, so instead I proceeded along an angle, taking a big leap and running across the trunks, then the roofs, of several cars. Right as my Mustang pulled out of its spot and took off, I jumped and landed right in front of the hood, almost falling down. For a split second it seemed as if it wasn't going to stop, then it came to a screeching halt. I put my hands on the hood, staring at the two girls. Stacey was behind the wheel. "Get out of my car, you two," I said haltingly, gasping for breath. "Get out of here, Damon!" Stacey said, sounding extremely pissed off and waving at me to clear out. "Or what? You'll run me over?" I asked, shaking my head with a chuckle. "Get out, Kel, we need to talk." Kelsey shook her head while she gave me a sad look. "Kel, I need to know why you did it," I said insistently. Kelsey stared at me for several moments while Amanda caught up and came to stand beside me. She was barely winded, but she looked absolutely devastated at having to be present at this confrontation. My girlfriend and my sister looked at each other for several moments. Something seemed to pass between them, then Kelsey dropped her face in her hands and began to cry. "Stay here, please," I asked Amanda, indicating the spot in front of the car, then I walked over to the passenger door. I grabbed the handle and pulled, but Kelsey had locked it. "Kel, open the door." She shook her head, still crying like a baby. Stacey scowled at me, leaning across my sister's body so she could look at me. "Why don't you just leave her alone?!" she said angrily. "How about you mind your own business, Stacey?" I said. "I think you've already done enough as it is!" She looked like she wanted to say something else, but Kelsey shook her head, gently pushing her friend back. She half turned in her seat, unclicking the restraining seatbelt, then she rolled the window open a little bit. "Damon, I'm sorry," she said, so softly I didn't actually hear, but I could make out the words by the shape of her full, sexy lips. I shook my head in irritation. This was not the time to be thinking of how fucking hot she was, I berated myself angrily. "How could you do this, Kel?" I asked, my voice shivering. "Kim was no good for you, Damon," my sister sobbed. "She was always using you, and I'm pretty sure that she cheated on you before we ... before..." she trailed off. "Really? And where the hell is your proof, Kelsey?" I scoffed. It was awfully convenient for Kim to have cheated on me before. "I don't have any," Kelsey said quietly. "But the way she'd turn you down, or how she'd complain at you over the smallest things ... that's not how she should have treated you." "Were you aware that I loved her? And that she loved me?" I asked softly. Kelsey didn't say anything and dropped her head. "Were you?" She nodded almost imperceptibly. "I can't hear you, Kel! Did you know she and I were in love with each other?" I asked insistently. "Yes!" she cried, her body shivering. "But she was still no good for you!" "That was not your decision to make, Kelsey!" I said. "How would you have liked it if I had decided that I didn't like you having sex with girls, and I'd have fucked up your relationship with Amanda behind your back?" Kelsey looked over at Amanda who was still standing in front of the hood of the car with tears in her eyes. She mouthed "I'm sorry!" at my girlfriend. Amanda stood her ground, though I could see how much it hurt her, and she was struggling to hold back her own tears. "Get out of the car, Kel," I sighed. "I'm getting tired of talking through a fucking window." Kelsey shook her head, wiping away several tears. "What can I do?" she asked. "What can you do what?" "To make it better," she asked, sniffling. "To make it better? I trusted you! How am I going to be able to trust you again?" "You are with Amanda now!" she wailed. "You're both in love, you're perfect for each other! You're better off!" "Yeah, but that wasn't your plan, now was it?" I said accusingly. She turned slightly pale as she stared at me. "What ... what do you mean?" "I mean that you and Amanda were going to fuck me a few times, lose your virginities, have some fun, then you were going to go back to being together and kick me to the curb!" I said angrily. "How did you find out about that?" Kelsey gasped. "I told him, Kel!" Amanda said, sounding angry as well. Or maybe she was just so upset it sounded like she was angry. "It was difficult enough already to know that we were doing that when I thought he and Kim had just broken up. But this? You deliberately tear them apart, just so we could fuck him a few times? I didn't want this, and I would have never agreed to it!" Kelsey sobbed, staring at me. "I didn't mean to hurt you. I meant for you to have a great time too!" "I did have a great time, Kel!" I said with tears streaming down my face. "I had the best fucking time of my entire life! I'm falling in love with the two most wonderful girls in the world, right after my bitch ex-girlfriend cheats on me and breaks up with me. Everything is great. And then I find out it's all a lie!" "This wasn't supposed to happen!" Kelsey cried. "You weren't supposed to fall in love with us!" "Oh yeah? And what about Amanda, then, huh?" Kelsey glanced over at Amanda and let out a loud whimper. "We weren't supposed to fall in love with you either," she whispered. I sighed. "So you and Amanda would get back together, and I ... well, I guess I would have gotten to be alone? Remembering how much fun I'd had while I sat by myself in my room." That same tiny voice in my mind was telling me to stop feeling so sorry for myself, but I ignored it. "No!" Kelsey said, shaking her head. "I'd have found you someone. There are dozen of girls that would have loved to date you, several among the cheerleaders! You wouldn't have been alone!" "I would have appreciated being given the opportunity to decide for myself who I wanted to be with, Kel," I said coldly. "I'm not a fucking puppy you go to the store and pick out a little friend for." "I'm sorry!" Kelsey screamed. "This is fucking ridiculous!" Stacey exclaimed loudly. "He's together with Amanda and with you. Things worked out great for all of you! You should be fucking ashamed of yourself, Damon!" Kelsey glanced over at her, not saying anything, though I got the idea that she agreed with the sentiment. "Get out of my car, both of you," I ordered, totally fed up. Without saying anything, Stacey jammed the gear into reverse and tore off. "What the hell?" I gasped, watching as she smoothly navigated to the end of the current section of parking spaces, then threw my car around the corner, speeding off towards the exit. I actually admired her precision steering for a few seconds, then snapped back to reality. "Shit! Come on!" I yelled at Amanda, running towards the area where I'd left the minivan. Jonathan stepped into my path and opened his mouth to say something, fully expecting me to stop. Instead, I plowed straight into him, shoving him out of the way with both arms, and he went flailing as he crashed to the ground. I didn't even slow down. Amanda managed to keep pace with me, and we both quickly got into the minivan. I sped off with the wheels spinning, chasing after my Mustang. Stacey had to take the long way around to get to the parking lot exit, so I hadn't lost too much distance yet. "Damon, just let them go!" Amanda implored. "This won't achieve anything!" "And what, let her take my car?" "It's not like she's stealing it! They just want to get away, so we can all calm down!" I bit my tongue and kept going. I didn't want to fucking calm down! I saw my Mustang make a right onto Boston Avenue, and I hit the accelerator, going almost seventy as I tore through downtown. "Damon, you're scaring me! Please slow down!" Amanda said, her voice quivering. "Stacey is right, we're all together. I love you, you love me, and we both love Kelsey. We're all having a fantastic time. Why is this such a big deal?" "Such a big deal? She betrayed me, Amanda! I fucking trusted her!" "Yes, she did, but it's in the past! What are you going to gain with all of this? You're not going to get back with Kim! Are you going to be angry at your sister for the rest of your life? Never talk to her again?!" "No, I..." "Then why are you doing this?!" Before I could answer, my phone rang. I quickly fished it out of my pocket, seeing it was Kelsey. I put it against my ear. "Kel?" "No, it's Stacey. Leave her alone, Damon!" I felt my anger flare up again. "You're in my fucking car, Stacey!" "I'll bring it back, I promise. And otherwise I'll buy you a fucking new one! You've said what you had to say, now give your sister some time! You're acting like a total asshole!" I frowned as I kept on after them while Amanda's words resounded through my mind. "I have to ... I have..." I stammered, falling silent again. What did I have to do? I felt the ball of anger inside me, exhorting me to keep at it, to stay angry. To be pissed off at my sister for all time and to shun her and her friends! Despite the fact that I was going seventy, I closed my eyes, realizing how fucking stupid this was. I took a deep breath, and almost as if someone had pulled a plug, that disgusting ball of anger drained away. I felt cold as it vacated me, my entire body shivering at the memory of its foulness. I lifted my foot off the accelerator and began to slow down. Amanda and Stacey were right. I just needed to give it some time, and then sit down with Kel and talk to her, rationally, normally. "Leave us alone!" Stacey yelled at me through the phone. She was sounding pretty stressed out. Before I could reply, a black SUV passed me on the left then swerved right in front of me, its driver plowing on the brakes. Amanda screamed as I nearly stomped the brake pedal right through the chassis, the minivan's tires locking up and evaporating in a cloud of acrid smoke. Both SUV and minivan shuddered and skidded as they came to a stop, mere inches apart. I threw my door open and got out, to see Jonathan step out of the SUV with a menacing glare. "You crazy son of a bitch, what are you trying to do?! Fucking kill us?!" I yelled at him, my body shaking from the adrenaline rush. I had my phone still in my hand as I balled my fists at him. He stared at me impassionately, though his eyes flickered with anger. "Stacey, look out!" I heard my sister scream through the phone. I glanced past Jonathan to see my car come up on an intersection where it swerved into the opposite lanes, barely avoiding smashing into the stalled traffic in front of the traffic light. I suddenly felt an icy, deathlike grip around my heart at the realization that Stacey's light had turned red. They say that in moments of great danger, or great stress, your senses become inordinately acute: your body's way of trying to safeguard you from danger. As my sister's voice rang through the phone, my vision suddenly seemed to shift into tunnel mode, and everything but my car disappeared from my view. Time slowed down to a crawl as I watched the Mustang's tires squeal, almost desperately trying to get back into the right lane. The van coming from the right side plowed into the passenger door, sending my Mustang careening off across the intersection, the combined velocity causing the car to flip onto its side once it bumped off the pedestrian island in the center of the six lanes. "NO!" I screamed, even my own voice seemingly slowing down, as the Mustang spun out of control and slammed into the corner of an office building where it finally came to a halt. I was halfway to the scene of the accident before I was even aware I was running, yelling "Kelsey!" at the top of my lungs. Somewhere along the way my body began to complain, the combination of screaming full out and sprinting like I was Usain Bolt not agreeing with it. I cut off my scream, drawing in ragged gulps of air while closing on the scene of the crash. I became vaguely aware of Jonathan running alongside me. Several people had gotten out of their cars and were coming over to see if they could help, while one guy was dialing on his cellphone. My car was flipped onto its left side, the hood lifted a few feet off the ground, held up by the building. As we approached it, or what was left of it, the driver side door opened and Stacey fell out, thudding softly onto the pavement. She did not appear to be moving. Jonathan ran over to her, while I took a monster leap and jumped onto the side of the car which was facing up. "Kelsey!" I roared, balancing myself on my hands and feet. I looked through the rear passenger window, seeing my sister lying in a crumpled heap. The force of the collision had flung her into the back, and she was lying against the driver side of the car. She, too, wasn't moving. "Get away, there's gas leaking out of the car!" someone in the crowd of people yelled at me, but I ignored them as I precariously made my way over to the severely damaged passenger door. I grabbed the mangled door handle and pulled, only to find it was stuck. I braced myself and tried again, but the door wouldn't budge an inch. I turned around and stared at the rear passenger window; without even thinking about it, I balled my hand into a fist and swung. It was the hardest I had ever hit something in my life, and somewhere deep in my mind a voice shrieked at the pain as I punched clear through the window, shards of glass cutting deeply into my hand. I yanked the few remaining pieces of glass out of the window, then wormed my way inside the car, being careful not to step onto Kelsey. "Kel, baby, are you okay? Say something, please!" I begged, leaning down to check on her. I felt fear envelop me when I saw the blood on her head and the ugly bruises on her face and shoulder. She had a huge contusion on her left leg, and it was only then that I realized she had worn her favorite pair of boy shorts, the ones she had worn oh-so-long ago after I had first watched her cum in the shower. "The fuel is going everywhere, you have got to get out of there!" a woman shouted from somewhere outside. I mentally shrugged. If the car was going to explode, it was going to explode. I was not leaving Kelsey! I worried for a second about whether I should move her, seeing as how she might have spinal trauma, but I realized that if I didn't move her the car blowing up would kill her anyways. I bent down and tenderly grabbed her arm, pulling her up. Splotches of liquid fell onto her arm, and I stupidly stared at them, wondering what the hell they were. It took me several seconds to realize they were my own tears. I carefully dragged Kelsey towards me, gently pulling her higher until I finally had her almost upright alongside myself. I put my arms underneath her shoulders, ignoring the feel of her firm breasts against me, instead feeling myself get more and more scared as I saw the horrible pallor on her face. I was just about to try to move her to the front seat so I could lower her out of the driver side door, when the car shifted. It fell down with a terrible wrenching sound, blocking off my planned escape route. I tried to hoist Kelsey out of the car, but in the position I was in I didn't have enough leverage to work with, and with her body being completely limp it was too much of a dead weight for me to wrestle out of there. "Help! Someone help me!" I shouted out the window. Nobody replied. Probably all too scared of the car blowing up to risk getting near it, I thought. I tried several more times to lift Kelsey out, failing every time, and finally gave up. I stared at my sister's battered face and felt more tears well up in my eyes. I softly kissed her lips, and I absently wiped away a stubborn lock of her hair that clung to her face. "I love you, Kelsey," I said quietly, waiting for the end to come. I wondered if it would hurt to get blown up. At least my sister would be spared the pain. "Damon!" a voice snapped at me from above, and I quickly looked up. Jonathan was there, reaching down through the busted window with both hands. "Hand her to me, quickly!" I drew in a deep breath and summoned strength reserves from somewhere deep within, hoisting my sister upwards. I managed to shift my grip from her shoulders to her hips and pushed her further as Jonathan grabbed her arms and pulled her out of the car in one smooth motion. "Get her out of here!" I said. "I'm not leaving you here!" he shouted back. "Just fucking go!" I screamed. I swore that if she died in this explosion, I would fucking haunt him for eternity. I saw him carefully climb off the car, then I reached up and grabbed the busted window, using the last of my reserves to pull myself out. A remaining shard of glass cut my palm, but I didn't feel it. "Damon, hurry!" Amanda yelled from somewhere close by, and as I climbed out of the car I saw her standing way too near. "The fuel's almost near the engine!" With a final burst of strength I got my legs out of the window, then I fell to the pavement like a bag of rocks. I landed awkwardly on my shoulder, but Amanda was already pulling me to my feet before the pain even began to register. We both stumbled away rapidly, going over to where Jonathan had carried both girls, some fifty feet away. Amanda and I were about halfway there when the Mustang finally went up, though the explosion was nowhere near as severe as Hollywood had always led me to believe. Certainly there was no shockwave that catapulted Amanda and I through the air. I heard sirens approaching in the distance as Amanda and I sank to our knees, right beside Kelsey's body. "Oh God!" Amanda said, starting to cry furiously once we saw the state my sister was in. In the daylight she looked ten times worse than she had in the darkness of the car. I grabbed her hand and pulled it to my mouth, kissing it softly. "Don't leave me, Kel. Please don't leave me!" I whispered softly. ------- Chapter 16 Understanding is a three-edged sword. Your side, my side, and the truth. -J. Michael Straczynski. The monotonous whir of the breathing machine was like a needle in my brain. It fluttered at the edge of my consciousness, always there. Every four seconds, the fucking thing would inflate and release, inflate and release, inflate and release; an endless cycle. I hated that goddamned machine more than I had hated anything before in my life. Not because of the way it simply annoyed me, however; that was my due, after all. I deserved a thousand times worse than to be annoyed by a stupid pump. No, I hated it because my sister was hooked up to it, and every single breath of air it pumped into her slender body was a solemn reminder of my guilt. I stared at Kelsey as I sat beside her hospital bed in the ICU. She didn't move, and tubes from the damnable machine were stuck in her nostrils and her mouth. Her gorgeous face was covered in bruises, and a large bandage covered the top of her head in order to keep a big cut in her scalp from getting infected. Her right arm was in a cast as she had sustained several fractures in her forearm. Another bandage was wrapped around almost all of her left leg, which had suffered from serious internal bleeding. Besides the breathing machine she was hooked up to several monitors as well as an IV drip; the sight of all the wires and tubes sticking out my sister's perfect body was a constant torment. I endured the pain stoically. What other choice did I have? Her being in the ICU was my fault, and I was going to sit by her side until she got better, however long it took. I didn't even allow myself to think about the other possibility. I sighed deeply as I put my elbows on my knees, resting my chin on my fists. A blinding flare of pain from my right hand shot through me; it was wrapped in a cast because I'd hurt it badly while punching through the window of my car in my efforts to save my sister from the wreck. I didn't give a fuck about my hand; the only thing I cared about anymore was Kelsey. She was in a coma, and her condition was critical—everything else was irrelevant. Amanda touched my shoulder and smiled at me wanly as she sat down beside me, having returned from the bathroom. "Any change?" she asked softly. I shook my head. Kelsey had been motionless ever since she'd gotten out of surgery. The accident seemed like a lifetime ago. An ambulance unit had been less than a block away when the accident had happened, and the EMTs had arrived just a few moments after Jonathan and I'd gotten Kelsey and Stacey to safety from the explosion of my car. One of them had given Stacey a cursory exam, proclaiming she was in no immediate danger, but they had to work for nearly thirty minutes before they deemed Kelsey stable enough to even be moved into the ambulance. By that point a whole slew of ambulances, police officers and firemen were on the scene, and they were already working on getting a tow truck in to clear out the burned wreckage of my car. An EMT from a different ambulance had bandaged my hand, but had said that he was sure I had broken several bones, and I needed to be examined in the hospital. The van's driver—a middle aged guy who was in absolute shock over having sent two young girls into the hospital—as well as several eye witnesses had given a statement to the police. They'd asked me for my statement as well, but I'd just sat there, staring at my sister's unmoving body and unable to speak, so finally Jonathan had answered their questions for me. The EMTs had allowed me to ride along with Kelsey in the ambulance, but after just a few blocks the guy had asked me to stop pestering him with so many questions while he watched over my sister's health. Once we'd arrived at the hospital, Kelsey was immediately rushed into surgery, and all I could do was wait. Amanda had arrived about five minutes later, having driven Mom's minivan over. Jonathan came by every now and then to ask if we'd heard any news about Kelsey yet, then he'd go back to watch Stacey being treated in one of the trauma rooms. After several hours, he reported that she'd been moved to a hospital room, moderately injured but not in any kind of danger. Kelsey had still been in surgery at that point. Mom and Dad had made it to the hospital after Kel had been in surgery for almost an hour. After she'd hugged me, Mom was inconsolable, crying the whole time as she kept walking back and forth, frequently glancing through the little window in the door that led to the ER surgery room, hoping for any sign of her youngest daughter's recovery. Dad had asked me what'd happened, but I'd just sat there, unmoving, not saying anything despite his prodding. He'd asked Amanda if I was alright, and she'd said that she wasn't sure. Eventually Dad had a nurse come and examine me, and she'd said she thought I might be in shock. I'd just frowned; I wasn't in shock, I just didn't care about anything else except Kelsey. A doctor had eventually come into the waiting room and examined me there, then he'd badgered me to follow him to a treatment room until I finally gave in. After taking an X-Ray, he said I had several broken metacarpals as well as broken ring and middle fingers in my right hand. He'd cleaned and stitched my hand, cleaning out the wounds with antibiotics to prevent any infections, then he'd put it in a cast and said I'd have to wear that for at least six weeks to let the bones heal. He'd also said that I'd likely have several scars from the cuts, to which I'd just shrugged. After he was done, I'd immediately gone back to the waiting room and continued my vigil. A little while later Carynne had shown up, her beautiful face wracked with grief. She and Amanda had hugged and sat together, talking quietly. They'd glanced over in my direction often, and I could almost feel their concern across the room. Not wanting to worry Amanda, I'd given them a big smile. Then I'd turned my attention back to the door to the surgery room. Kelsey had been in surgery for seven hours when the doctor finally came outside. He'd said she was still critical, though she seemed to be out of immediate life-threatening danger. She had two broken ribs, a broken forearm, a six inch gash across the top of her head that'd required thirty-six stitches to close, and a lot of internal bleeding in her left leg as the result of a ruptured artery. They had managed to fix all those issues, but the biggest worry that remained was the potential for brain damage. After having sat in my chair without any hint of emotion for seven hours, the words brain damage finally tore through the wall I had built, causing me to burst into loud, tearing sobs. Amanda had immediately knelt beside me, hugging and kissing me even though she was crying as well. Carynne had put her hands on our shoulders to try and comfort us despite the fact she was in no better shape than we were. The doctor had told us Kelsey was going to be moved to the ICU, and they were going to wait and see if the swelling in her head would go down enough in a few days, so they could do an MRI and get a clearer picture of the extent of her head trauma. All of us had moved to the ICU where Kelsey was assigned a private room and was hooked up to a breathing machine. I'd sat beside her bed ever since, not moving. Mom and Dad had gone to get something to eat; I'd merely shaken my head when they asked me if I wanted to come. "Do you want me to get you anything, Damon?" Amanda had asked softly. "No," I'd said. After a few seconds, I'd added, "Thank you." She'd grabbed my uninjured left hand and squeezed it, not saying anything. She knew what I felt since she was feeling it herself too. The door to the room opened, and Mom and Dad came back in. Mom wrapped her arms around me, kissing the back of my head, then she gave Amanda a kiss on her cheek. She put a sandwich beside me on Kelsey's nightstand. "Just in case you get hungry," she explained. "Thanks, Mom," I said. "Damon, can I talk to you for a second?" Dad asked. I sighed. The last thing I felt like doing was talk to Dad, but I nodded anyways. "Outside please." "I don't want to leave Kel, Dad." "Amanda and your mom can look after her for a bit, and they'll call us if something changes. Come on," he said, this time making it clear he wasn't asking. I sighed again as I got up, giving Amanda a kiss and nodding at Mom who was sitting on the other side of Kelsey's bed. Dad preceded me out of the door, and we walked towards the ICU waiting room, finding it empty. He got himself a can of soda out of a vending machine, asking me if I wanted anything. I just shook my head; I'd tried to drink a cup of water a few hours before and had vomited it back up almost as soon as I had drunk it. My emotional turmoil was not making my stomach very happy. We sat down, each of us taking a corner chair so we could sort of face each other. He gave me a long look, as if he was rearranging his thoughts, then simply asked, "So ... what happened?" I shrugged. "It was a car accident. They ran a red light, a van hit them, they got launched off a pedestrian island and finally slammed into an office building." He nodded. "I know that, Damon, I read the police report. What it didn't explain was why they ran a red light, why Stacey was driving your car with Kelsey, and why you were following them in your mother's minivan." I looked at him for several long moments, struggling against my emotions. "I'm not going to accept you staying quiet on this, son," he said calmly. "Jesus, Dad! Kelsey is in there, maybe dying, and all you can think about is that fucking accident?!" I snapped. "I'll pay you back for the car, okay?" "I don't care about the car, and I can't do anything about Kelsey's condition except to trust the medical staff. But there are some things that don't add up here, and I want to know what happened." "How can you be so calm? Kelsey could..." I stammered, then a huge wrench of pain tore through me, causing me to choke on the word. He put his hand on my knee. "She could die, yes. I know. Believe me, I know," he said softly. "But freaking out isn't going to do anybody any good. Try to relax." "That's easy for you to say," I said through my tears. "Why is that?" "You see people die every day!" He shook his head. "And because of that, you think I don't care about my daughter maybe dying? Believe me, Damon, I'm a mess inside. But I have to stay calm and cool for your mother's sake. She's half an inch away from completely going to pieces, and if she sees us lose it, she's going to lose it as well. We have to be strong for her. She won't be able to handle this otherwise." I stared at him for a few seconds, sniffing loudly, then I wiped away my tears. "I'll try, Dad." He nodded. "Thank you. And trust me when I say that seeing a child die is the most horrifying thing in the world. I once held an eight year boy after he was shot, and he died in my arms. I'd rather die myself than watch another child die, especially my own daughter." I nodded, closing my eyes at the pain running through me. Kelsey couldn't die. She couldn't! "So, what happened?" he asked again, not letting me off the hook. I glared at him, but he just coolly returned my gaze. He didn't get intimidated by criminals with guns, so he sure as hell wasn't going to get intimidated by his eighteen year old kid. I swallowed audibly as I ran over the options in my mind. I could try to lie to him, of course, except he was an expert at ferreting out lies, and he'd undoubtedly trip me up over an inconsistency somewhere. The alternative was to tell him the truth. But if I told him the truth, how far would I have to go? It was all connected, and the detective in him would follow those connections to their ultimate conclusion, no matter where they took him. I looked off to my left into the ICU, where my sister was lying in a coma. My lip began to wobble, and I closed my eyes, seeing her before me again in her satin dress on Pandora's balcony, looking so unbelievably fantastic. We'd had such a terrific night before it had all gone wrong. All because of me. "It was my fault," I whispered, barely audible, as I opened my eyes. "What was your fault?" he asked. "Everything. The car, the girls fleeing from me, the accident, everything." He frowned at me, though his voice remained calm. "I think you'd better explain this to me, son." "Kelsey had taken my car yesterday to go to the fair. I'd borrowed Mom's car to go after her because I was angry at her. Stacey knew I was angry at her, so she'd gone to the fair too, and she found Kelsey before I did. They took my Mustang and took off, while I followed them in Mom's car. Stacey eventually swerved around traffic and ran a red, and that's when they got hit." "Why did Stacey run a red light?" "I don't know! To try to get away, I guess." "Why were they so anxious to get away from you?" I sighed. "Because I was really, really angry." "Why were you so angry at Kelsey?" There it was: the inevitable question I knew was coming. Dad would always get to the big issue in just a few questions. So I was left with the choice to either tell the truth or to lie, and I was getting sick and tired of all the lies. I swallowed audibly, then I looked him straight in the eye. "Because she lied to Kim, and because of that she caused Kim and I to break up." I expected to see surprise in his eyes, or denial, or shock, but instead he just sat there, staring at me as if none of this came as any surprise. "And she'd done that, because... ?" He left it hanging. I clenched my teeth. It was the moment of truth, and suddenly I found I didn't care anymore who knew. I loved Kelsey with all my heart. If anyone couldn't handle it, they could go fuck themselves, even my dad. I was done hiding it. "Because she wanted me for herself," I said decisively. He let out a loud sigh and slumped in his chair, nodding almost as if to himself. He sat staring at the floor for what seemed an inordinately long time, and I was beginning to get pretty fidgety when he finally looked back at me. "Tell me the whole story, Damon. From the beginning." So I did. From the football game, to going out with the girls, to falling in love with Amanda, to Kelsey finally seducing me. I left out most of the stuff with the other girls, including the amazing orgies we'd had, but I explained why Kim had gone crazy, Stacey's confession of being Kelsey's co-conspirator, and everything else that had happened between that very first time I had cuddled with Amanda and my sister in the stands, all the way up to the accident. When it was all over, my mouth was dry, and my heart was beating rapidly. I felt relieved to finally have the weight of the secrecy taken off my shoulders, but I had no idea what to expect from Dad after it. I was pretty much expecting him to just pull his gun and shoot me. I didn't deserve much else. He just sat there, however, staring off into the distance, seemingly reliving something in his mind. When he finally looked back at me, he had a small, wry smile on his face. "Since you've been so honest with me, I suppose it is only fair that I be honest with you as well." I frowned at him. What on earth was that supposed to mean? He shifted in his seat and took several deep breaths. "I've known about you and Kelsey. That you ... what you were doing, I mean," he said awkwardly. "You knew?" I asked, aghast. As that realization sank in, I immediately knew where Kel and I had messed up. "The kitchen, right?" He nodded. "Yes. I saw your sister..." he began, then he actually broke out in a huge blush. "It's okay, Dad. The word doesn't bother me," I said softly. "I saw your sister sitting in your lap, and the two of you were obviously having sex. I deliberately dropped my keys, to give you two a chance to break it off before I came charging in there and catch you at it red-handed. Then, once I was inside, I saw that you had obviously ... well..." he sighed and collected himself for a few seconds. "You had obviously already climaxed on her." I felt myself shrink into a tiny bubble, wanting nothing more than to sink into the floor and disappear forever. Suddenly I knew how Amanda had felt when her mom had caught us having sex. Dad chuckled at my embarrassment. "I decided not to make an issue out of it, then I ran into you two again in the garage! I assume you'd been having sex in there as well, too?" I nodded, unable to speak. "Yeah, that's what I thought," Dad said. "Anyways, I again gave you guys a way out, but by that point I was getting pretty damn uncomfortable. I'm glad I didn't run into you two again!" "I'm sorry, Dad," I said softly. He shrugged. "It's okay." I couldn't help but let out a small snort. "It's okay? You found out your son and youngest daughter are having sex with each other! Why didn't you freak out, or ground us for life, or shoot me, or something?!" "To be honest, I wasn't really sure what to do. That's why I've been so on edge lately, I'm just..." he sighed again. "I'm just trying to deal with the reality of this." "So what do we do now?" I asked. "Now we pray that your sister gets better," he said emotionally, a tear running down his cheek. "And when she does, you two need to sort out whatever's wrong between you two, and then you need to make sure to be a lot more careful from now on. Do I make myself clear?" he said pointedly, staring at me. "Yeah, Dad," I said quietly. "But you're not going to stop us or anything?" He hesitated for a few moments. "No," he finally said. "You're both eighteen and old enough to make your own decisions. You can do whatever you want to do. Just be careful. You two are being safe, I hope?" "Yeah." "Good. I also want your promise that you two will not do it in our house again when either your mom or I are home. That's very disrespectful to us, and I will not stand for it." "Okay. I'm sorry, Dad." "It's okay. Believe it or not, I was young once, too, and having my parents home was really damned inconvenient at times. Oh, and for God's sake, do not tell your mother, and do not be so stupid as to let her find out! Please!" I nodded. "We won't." "Okay. Thanks for being honest with me, Damon. Now we better go back and see how your sister is doing." The reality of the situation came crashing back down on me, and I felt tears well up in my eyes again. I was making plans for the future with Kelsey, yet there was a good chance she wouldn't be there. I dropped my face in my hands, starting to cry in earnest. Dad just put his hand on my shoulder and pulled me close, holding me tight as I cried, the anguish flooding out of me. Eventually I got hold of myself, then we got up and walked back to Kelsey's room. Carynne and Mikaela had joined Amanda and were sitting alongside Kelsey's bed, softly talking to each other. Carynne was gently stroking Kelsey's hand, and I could see tears in her beautiful eyes. I went over to Mom on the other side of the bed, giving her a big hug and feeling her shiver against me. "She's gonna be okay, Mom," I said, trying to sound as confident as I could. I didn't feel that way, but I knew I had to try to keep up a positive face for her sake. Dad came over to Mom as well, giving her a hug as soon as I released her, while I went to stand by the girls. I gave Amanda a big kiss, then I motioned for Mikaela to remain in her seat when she got up to make room for me. I sat down on the end of Kelsey's bed, gently putting my hand on her left foot. I hoped for some kind of movement, but her foot was as immobile as the rest of her. Carynne murmured something to Kelsey, then she broke out in tears again. Amanda wrapped her arm around her friend, and pulled Carynne close to comfort her. "If she ... if she dies, Amanda, then I'll never have ... I'll never have told her," Carynne sobbed softly. "I know, baby ... I know," Amanda said, her own voice cracking. She was close to breaking down herself, but she clenched her teeth to try and stay strong. Carynne put Kelsey's hand back down on the bed, and I scooted closer, taking it between mine. "I love you, Kel," I whispered quietly, staring at the motionless form of my sister while the rhythmic sounds of the breathing machine continued their endless echo in the background. "I love you so much! Please come back to us, honey ... please," I murmured, putting her hand against my cheek and kissing it several times. I glanced at Mikaela, and she gave me a small, compassionate smile. "Thanks for coming, Mikaela," I said softly. She nodded and wiped away a tear of her own. "I love her too." "I know you do. We all love her," I said, biting my tongue to keep from crying again. A few moments later, the door opened, and a tall, well-built man in his late fifties entered. His hair was shot through with gray, but his brown eyes were those of a man at least a dozen years younger, and he took everything in in a single glance. He wore an absolutely immaculate, dark business suit, and he had an unmistakable air of power around him. Two men in black suits stepped into the room after him, but he sent them back out with a simple shake of his head. He looked at my parents and bowed his head. "Hello. I was hoping I could talk to you for a second. I hope I am not interrupting?" he asked, his voice quiet and respectful. Mom smiled at the man for a moment, then she returned her attention to her daughter while occasionally sniffling. Dad let go of Mom and walked over to the man, holding out his hand. "You're not interrupting. I'm Bill Richards." The business man firmly shook Dad's hand. "Mr. Richards, it is a pleasure to meet you, though I wish it was under different circumstances. I am—" "Karl Winterton, I know," my dad interrupted. "I've seen your picture in the paper enough times. It's an honor to meet you." Mr. Winterton shook his head. "Please, none of that. Right now I am merely a father who is concerned for his daughter's health, just like you." Dad gave him a wan smile and nodded. "How is Kelsey?" Mr. Winterton asked. "In critical condition, but the doctors say she's out of any immediate danger. They have to wait for the swelling in her brain to go down before..." Dad wavered, and I saw him bite back his tears, "before they can do an MRI to see if she has any brain damage." The multi-billionaire sighed and put his hand on my dad's arm. "I am truly sorry, Mr. Richards. I want you and your wife to get whatever care you need for your daughter, no matter what, and to not worry about the bills. I have already instructed the hospital to send any charges to me. I will take care of them." "You don't have to—" my dad began. Mr. Winterton held up his hand. "Please, it is the least I can do. I wish I could do more, I truly do. My daughter absolutely loves yours, and I know Kelsey is her best friend. Stacey is completely devastated over this, especially since she was driving. I want you to please accept my apologies for what happened." Dad shook his head. "Your apologies aren't necessary. If Kelsey had been driving herself, it's very likely the accident would have still happened," he said, though he gave me a glance that seemed to indicate that he, perhaps, did not really feel that way. "It is kind of you to say so, but you still have my sincere regrets. Please, if there is anything you need, anything at all, talk to one of my staff here at the hospital, or just give me a call. Here is my private cell number," Mr. Winterton said, handing Dad a business card. "Anything at all, I'm serious." Dad nodded. "Thank you, sir." "Call me Karl, please." "Alright. Thank you, Karl. How is Stacey, by the way?" He sighed. "She has a compound leg fracture, a lot of bumps, bruises and scratches, as well as some minor internal injuries. The doctors say she will make a full recovery, though." Dad smiled. "That's good to hear." Mr. Winterton nodded. "I will do anything in my power to make sure your daughter will also make a full recovery." "Thank you," Dad said gratefully. Mr. Winterton smiled at the girls and I, then he glanced at Kelsey, and I saw his face cloud over. "Seeing a child hurt so badly wrenches at my soul. Maybe someday we'll find a way to safeguard them from danger." "Short of keeping them at home, locked up at all times, I don't see how we'll ever achieve that. And I'm not sure that's the best way to have them grow up either," Dad said. Mr. Winterton sighed and nodded slowly. "You're probably right. Did Kelsey receive a head wound?" he asked, pointing at my sister's bandage. "Yeah, a big cut," Dad said. "They put a lot of stitches in it." Mr. Winterton frowned. "Bill ... do you mind if I call you Bill?" "No, of course not." "Bill, let me call a plastic surgeon in for you. He is the best in the country; he fixed a nasty scar on my wife's arm for her, and it's now completely invisible. Your daughter is way too beautiful to have to live with a large scar on her head. He'll get rid of it." "Eh ... I—" "Please, just say yes," Mr. Winterton prodded. "I insist." "Okay, yes. Thank you." Mr. Winterton nodded, giving Dad a big smile. "I will go call him right now and tell him to get on a plane here as soon as he can. Now, I have kept you long enough, and I know that you all probably want to be alone anyway. Please remember: anything you need, you call me. Day or night." "I will. Thank you, Karl," my dad said, shaking Mr. Winterton's hand again. The powerful oil magnate just nodded, then quietly exited the room. He was digging his Blackberry out of his pocket before he even closed the door. Dad returned to Mom's side, and we all sat quietly, staring at Kelsey's still body, the ever present whirs of the breathing machine filling the room with its slow staccato. All of the cheerleaders stopped by over the next few hours, each of them crying when they saw Kelsey lying there, motionless. They each gently gave her a kiss on her head, quite a few of them praying for her, then they hugged Amanda, Carynne and Mikaela before leaving again, not wanting to crowd the room. Amy was especially torn up, and Carynne eventually had to take her from the room to calm her down. She returned about thirty minutes later, giving a wan little smile to Amanda and I. We knew why Amy had been so upset, of course. Amanda's mom came by a little bit later. After saying hi to her daughter, Helena softly kissed my sister's forehead and smiled at my sister through her tears, then she hugged my mom. She stayed for about an hour, then had to go home because she had to work another late shift. Amanda told her she wanted to stay with me, and her mom just nodded, telling her to do whatever she wanted. At nine o'clock that night, a nurse asked us to please leave the ICU, saying that visiting hours were over. We all slowly trooped outside, frequently glancing back at Kelsey as if to imprint her image onto our retinas forever. Mikaela and Carynne hugged everyone, including my dad, as they said goodbye for the night. I gave Carynne a soft kiss on the top of her head as she shivered against me, still struggling with her grief. "Are you going to be okay to drive, Carynne?" I asked worriedly. "I'll take her home," Mikaela said before Carynne could say anything. I half expected the gorgeous brunette to object but instead she just nodded. We held each other for several long moments, then the two girls quietly left, leaving me with Amanda and my parents. "Alright, let's go," my dad said. "We'll drop Amanda off on the way home, then tomorrow I'll see if I can find you some transportation, Damon." "I'm not going home, Dad," I said adamantly. "What? What are you going to do then?" "I'm staying right here with Kelsey." "They won't let you in to see her; visiting hours are over." I shrugged. "I'll sit here in the waiting area." "Damon, don't be silly, you can't—" "I'm not leaving, Dad!" Dad looked as if he was about to object, but Mom just pulled on his arm. "Bill, honey, just let him stay here if he really wants to." Dad gave her a smile, then he nodded at me. Mom quickly came over and gave me a big kiss, making me promise to call her if anything happened. "Do you want us to take you home, dear?" she asked Amanda. "I'll stay with Damon if you don't mind," Amanda said softly. "Of course not, sweetheart. In fact, thank you. I feel better knowing you're here with him," Mom said quietly, wrapping Amanda in her arms. "Thank you, dear, for everything. You're such a wonderful girl." Amanda blushed softly, but she gave my mom a beautiful smile. "Thank you, Shirley." Dad clapped me on the shoulder, giving me a handful of twenty dollar bills. "In case you get hungry or something." "Thanks, Dad." "Call us if you need anything, okay? We'll bring you some clean clothes and such in the morning." "Alright." We watched my parents leave, then Amanda and I got comfy, at least as best we could on the admittedly pretty shitty chairs of the ICU waiting room. Amanda stretched out over the row of chairs and rested her head on my legs. "Are you hungry?" I asked her. "No, I ate your sandwich," she said with a soft giggle. "I hope you don't mind. You and your dad were still gone, and I didn't want it to go bad." "It's fine," I said, running my hand through her hair. "I can't eat or drink anything anyways." "With how much food you normally need, isn't that going to mess you up?" Amanda asked, her voice a little worried. "Probably. I don't care." I shrugged slightly. Swimming was absolutely the last thing on my mind. We both sat there quietly for awhile, neither of us really in the mood to talk. "Damon?" Amanda asked after a long time. "Yeah?" I said. "What are we gonna do if she ... if she..." she said, then she began to cry. I gently took her head in my hands and softly played with her hair, wiping away the tears from her beautiful face. "I don't know, baby. I don't know," I said emotionally. It wasn't really a lie, though it wasn't really the truth either. The truth was that I didn't know how I'd go on living if my sister died. I would never kill myself, since I'd never want to be responsible for that much grief in my parents lives, nor in Amanda's life, but I was pretty certain that my guilt and grief over Kelsey's death would just shut me down. Permanently. We both fell asleep a little while later. ------- I woke up to the noise of a nurse yelling. It was very dark in the ICU waiting room, someone apparently having turned the lights off, and both Amanda and I were lying under several blankets. I smiled in appreciation; I assumed the nurses had covered us after we'd fallen asleep. "She's going into defib! I need a crash cart and a doctor here, stat!" the nurse shouted across the ICU, and I suddenly felt my heart go cold. Oh God, no! I jumped up, remembering just in time that Amanda was sleeping with her head in my lap; I managed to catch her just before she fell. She shot awake with a start, and I quickly put her upright before running into the ICU where I nearly slammed into the crash cart unit. "Hey, you can't be in here!" a nurse in her twenties said, running up to me and grabbing my arm. "But ... my sister!" I shouted, trying to shake her loose. She was surprisingly strong, holding on to me with little apparent effort. "Who's your sister?" she asked, not unkindly. "Her, the one who's going into def..." I said, then I trailed off as I watched the crash cart pass by my sister's room, going further down the hall into the ICU. I felt myself slump as I whispered, "Oh, thank you, God. Thank you, thank you, thank you!" "You're the Richard's girl's brother, I take it?" the nurse asked, now smiling. "Yes," I said. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be making such a fuss. I just thought..." "It's okay, I understand," she said, patting my arm as she let go. "But you'll have to get out of the hallway, we can't have you running around in here." "I know," I sighed. "I'm sorry." I began to walk back towards the ICU waiting room. "Hey?" she called after me. "Yeah?" I said, turning around. "What's your name?" "Damon." "Is that your other sister there with you, in the waiting room?" "My girlfriend." "Oh, okay. Go get her and grab your blankets, then come back here," she said. I frowned, not understanding. "Just go!" she said, motioning for me to hurry up. I nodded and ran back to the waiting room where Amanda was waiting, fear evident on her face even in the dark. "Is she... ?" Amanda asked, unable to finish the sentence before she choked up. "Yeah, she's fine. It wasn't her, it was someone else." "Oh, thank God." "Yeah, I know. I thanked Him too," I said seriously. "A nurse told us to grab our blankets and meet her back in the ICU. "Why?" "I don't know, but she said to do it, so let's just do it." Amanda shrugged and helped me grab the blankets, then we both walked back into the ICU. The nurse met us halfway. As I observed her a bit more carefully, I saw that she was still quite young and really very pretty. She had long brunette hair, not unlike Kelsey's, and her face was set in a friendly smile. "Okay, come with me, but be quiet," she said softly. Amanda and I both nodded, following her through the ICU until we came to a small room which she opened for us. The only thing that was inside was a queen sized bed, which barely fit into the cramped quarters. A few pillows were haphazardly stacked on the mattress. "You two can sleep here, but no fooling around!" the nurse said seriously. "If I find you messing around in here, I'm kicking you both back to the waiting room!" I gave her a small smile. "We won't, I promise. Thank you..." "Diana." "Thanks, Diana," Amanda and I both said at the same time. She smiled at us. "If something changes with your sister, I'll come let you know, okay?" "Thank you," I said gratefully, right before she closed the door. Amanda and I crawled onto the bed, pulling the blankets back on top of us, and we both fell asleep within seconds. ------- A soft knock on the door woke us up as Diana popped her head back inside. "Hey guys, my shift's almost over, and I need you to get out of here, okay? If the chief resident sees you here, he's gonna flip." Amanda and I quickly got up and got our blankets together. "Where do you want these?" I asked Diana. "You keep 'em. I have a feeling you'll be here for a few nights, and I don't want to have to drag 'em out of storage every night." "You put them on us in the waiting room?" She smiled and nodded. "Thank you," Amanda said warmly, the two of them exchanging a smile. "How come you're taking such good care of us, Diana?" I asked. "Not that I want to sound ungrateful or anything." She sighed. "My youngest sister was in the hospital for over a month, a little over three years ago. I didn't want to leave her side either, so I slept in the waiting room every night too, just like you guys. At the end of that month I'd given myself such back problems that a chiropractor had to treat me for a year to get my back aligned properly again. I'd hate for that to happen to anyone else, and this room's currently not in use anyways." "This isn't a patient room, is it?" She shook her head. "No, it's where we nurses go to take a nap if we need one." "But ... I don't want to take up your sleeping space," I said worriedly. She smiled. "Don't worry, you're not. We have a bigger room on the other side of the ICU, and we're so busy right now that none of us have the time to sleep anyways." "Thank you, Diana," I said. "You're so kind." "Don't mention it. Now come on, I'll let you into your sister's room. Visiting hours will start in a little bit." We nodded and followed her through the ICU, going back into Kelsey's room. My sister hadn't moved since last night, and all the readouts still looked the same as well. The breathing machine was still steadily pumping away. Amanda and I stood by Kelsey's bed, both of us holding her hand. "What's her name?" Diana asked softly. "Kelsey," I said, my voice cracking. I felt Diana put her hand on my shoulder, squeezing me gently. "She's absolutely beautiful. We're gonna do everything we can to make her better, okay?"" I nodded. "Thanks." Diana softly left the room, pulling the door closed behind her. Amanda stacked our blankets in the far corner of the room, then she sat down in the chair by the side of Kel's bed. I took the chair next to her, continuing to hold my sister's hand. It still felt a little cold. "I miss her, Amanda," I said, tears welling up in my eyes. "I miss her so much! It's been less than a day since the accident, and it feels as if she's been gone forever." "I know," she said softly, scooting her chair closer and resting her head on my shoulder. "I miss her too." "I never knew how much just a word or a smile from her meant to me. She would always be there, every morning, determining my entire day with just the color of her eyes. She'd laugh at me, her eyes so blue, just sparkling with joy, and I'd have a great day. And the few days where she'd be angry or upset, her eyes would be dark, and I'd feel miserable because she wasn't happy." Amanda just looked at me, an understanding smile on her face. "I'd give anything to be miserable right now just because her eyes were dark. If I could just see them again." I lowered my face in my hands as my grief overtook me. "And it's all my fault." "Don't say that," Amanda said, wrapping her arms around me and pulling me close. "It was just an accident." "If I hadn't been so stupidly angry, none of this would—" "Damon, stop!" Amanda pleaded, her voice nearly breaking. "It wasn't your fault. It was nobody's fault! Please don't tear yourself up over this. Please? I need you!" I turned to face her and fiercely kissed her. "I'm sorry, honey. I'm being a selfish asshole, just like I was yesterday." "It's okay. I know how much you love her. What do you mean about yesterday, though?" I sighed. "All I could think about was how Kelsey's and Stacey's plan had hurt me, and what it had cost me. I never even bothered to consider that she did it because she wanted me; because she loved me so much. I mean, I don't agree with her decision to break Kim and I up, but she didn't do it because she wanted to hurt me. She did it because she genuinely thought I would be happier if I was with one of her friends instead of Kim." Amanda nodded, her lips shivering as she tried to hold back her tears. "I just wish so much that I'd have realized that five minutes earlier. I didn't stop being an asshole until it was already too late." She looked at me sadly, not saying anything. She didn't have to. We both knew. We stared at each other, silence overtaking the room. I blinked in confusion and looked up at the breathing machine, but fortunately it was still going. It had just become such a part of the background that I no longer even noticed it. I gently took Kelsey's hand in my own again. "I love you, Kel. I love you so much. You are everything to me. You're my whole life," I said softly. I gave Amanda an apologetic look, expecting her to be sad, but she just nodded at me. "I wish I could take back every single thing I said yesterday." "Keep going," Amanda whispered. "These last two weeks have been the best weeks of my life, and it's all because of you and Amanda. If you'd never made your plan, I'd have never been as happy as I was these past days. It's all because of you, Kel. I know that now. I am so sorry for everything," I said, trailing off as I kissed her hand again. I looked up at her with hope in my eyes, but Kelsey remained motionless. Mom and Dad showed up a little after visiting hours started, having brought me several changes of clothes as well as some toiletries. They had also brought some of Kelsey's clothes for Amanda. Amanda gratefully took them, and the two of us went to go freshen up in the bathroom. Though I didn't want to admit it, I felt a little better after having cleaned myself up a bit and having changed into a fresh set of clothes. We sat with Kelsey for hours, taking turns talking to her, holding her hand, and occasionally crying. A doctor came in during rounds, telling us that her vital signs seemed to be steady, but it was still too early to be able to tell if her head trauma had caused any permanent damage. The mood in the room darkened considerably when he left again. A few hours later, Jonathan knocked on the door, and we waved him in. "Damon, can I talk to you for a second?" he asked, nodding at Amanda and my parents. "Yeah," I said, getting up and quietly following him to the waiting room. Before he could say anything, I held up my hand to cut him off. "I just want to say thank you, Jonathan. Without you, Kelsey and I would have died in the car. I owe you our lives." He shook his head. "Don't worry about it. It's not like I was going to let you fend for yourself, even though I was angry at you." "I'm sorry about ... you know ... about what happened." "It's okay," he sighed. "Stacey was right, I'm not her boyfriend, and I have no right to tell her what she can and can't do. If she chooses to be with you, then..." I saw him clench his jaw before he continued, "then that's her decision. Getting mad at you for that is just stupid." "I know what it's like to get mad for totally stupid reasons," I said softly. He smiled slightly. "Yeah, I imagine you do at that. Truce?" He held out his hand. I nodded as I shook his hand, gripping it firmly. "How is Stacey?" "Well, that's what I came down for, actually. She wanted me to ask you if you would please come by her room for just a minute. She said she'd understand if you have no desire to, or if you're angry at—" "Of course," I said, before he could finish. I motioned for him to lead the way, and we quickly walked over to another section of the building, going down several floors. Two bodyguards were standing outside Stacey's room, looking very alert and ready to deal with anyone who had any kind of funny thoughts with regards to the girl who was inside. "Just two bodyguards?" I asked, a little surprised. "I'm here too," Jonathan said. "But yeah, the hospital won't allow any more inside. We have another fifteen outside." I gasped. "Fifteen? You guys really take her security seriously, don't you?" He shrugged. "We have to. She's a very easy target in this hospital. A kidnapper could make a seriously large amount of money by getting his hands on her." I again shook my head at the realization of the life that Stacey led. That she had to lead. I wouldn't want to trade with her for anything, and I felt genuinely sorry for her. In many ways, despite all her money, she had far less freedom than Amanda, Kelsey or I. Jonathan knocked on the door, and Stacey's voice immediately asked us to come in. He opened the door for me, then motioned for me to go inside. "You're not coming?" I asked, walking into the room. "No, she wants to talk to you," he said, shaking his head before he pulled the door shut behind me. I looked at Stacey, who was lying in her bed. There were tons of exotic flowers all around her room. "Hey," I said. "Hey," she answered, so quietly I could barely hear her. "I like your flowers." "Thanks." She tried to smile but soon lost her struggle against her tears. "Damon, I'm so sorry!" I quickly hurried over to her, sitting down on the side of her bed and wrapping my arms around her. I pulled her against me and held her close, feeling her cry on my shoulder. I softly kissed her head, over and over again, trying to console her. "Please don't hate Kelsey!" she said, great sobs tearing through her. "Hate me instead!" "Sshhh, I don't hate Kelsey. I don't hate you either," I said, lifting her chin so she was facing me. I softly kissed her cheekbones, tasting her tears on my lips. "It was all my fault, everything! The plan, breaking up you and Kim, it was all my idea. I'm so sorry!" I put my finger against her lips, shushing her. "It wasn't your fault, Stacey. Accidents happen." "I'm the one who ran that red light, it was my fault!" Stacey wept. "Why'd you do it? Were you that scared of me?" I asked sadly. She shook her head. "No, but Kelsey was. She was so scared that you'd hate her that she just couldn't face you. I just tried to get her away from you so she could have some time to herself, and hopefully you'd calm down a little." "I'm sorry," I said, sighing. If I had just let them go, this would have never happened. "I should have never chased you." "I didn't mean to run the red light, Damon," she sobbed. "I was watching in the rear-view mirror to see if Jonathan could stop you, and I just didn't see it. I had to swerve into the other lanes to avoid crashing into the stopped traffic. It's my fault Kelsey's in here!" I softly kissed her, running the back of my hand across her cheekbones to dry her tears. "Sshhh, it'll be okay, Stace. I promise." "It was so stupid of me to get between you two. I should have just let you talk it out. But she was suffering so much, I just couldn't stand to see her hurt like that." "I know you couldn't. You love her," I said softly. She nodded, bowing her head as more tears fell down her face. Before I could say anything else, the door opened, and Mr. Winterton walked in. If he was surprised to see me there he didn't show it, instead smiling at his daughter. She tried to smile back at him, but her grief was still too severe. "Could I have a moment with my daughter, please?" he asked me gently. "Of course, sir," I said quickly. I gave Stacey another kiss on her forehead, then quickly exited the room. I waited outside for a few moments, wondering if I should just go back to Kelsey's room, when suddenly I heard Stacey's voice come loudly through the door. "No, Daddy! If Kelsey can't go, then I'm not going either!" she snapped, obviously still crying. Mr. Winterton's voice wasn't loud enough for me to overhear what he said, but whatever it was just seemed to anger Stacey more. "I said no! I'm staying here with Kelsey! If you take me to that other hospital, I'm going to run out and come back here! I'm not leaving her here by herself!" Stacey shouted. A few moments later Mr. Winterton exited the room again. I had expected him to be angry or upset, but he just smiled. "Are you alright, sir?" Jonathan asked. Mr. Winterton nodded. "If she can get that feisty, she'll be back on her feet in no time. But she can stay here, it's obvious she wants to be near Kelsey." Jonathan nodded, not saying anything else. "Damon, you better come back a bit later; she's pretty upset right now," Mr. Winterton said. "Sure," I said. I shook Jonathan's hand again and made my way back to Kelsey's room. Somewhere around noon Mom and Dad went to go eat lunch in the hospital cafeteria, with Amanda going with them. I refused to go, staying by Kelsey's side, but when Amanda brought back a chicken sandwich for me I suddenly realized I was starving, and I scarfed it down in a few bites. My stomach growled loudly, so I quickly went downstairs, buying four more chicken sandwiches and devouring those too. I felt a bit queasy at the deluge of food, but fortunately I was able to keep everything down. Dad left that afternoon to go to work, saying he didn't really want to leave Kelsey, but there was nobody who could cover for him. Carynne and Mikaela came by once school was over, and though Carynne didn't cry, it was clear she was desperately unhappy. I noticed that when she was not happy, the gorgeous brunette was a mere shell of her former, bubbly self. She just sat in the chair next to Kelsey's bed, staring sadly at my sister, hardly speaking. Amanda's mom dropped in again too, and after awhile all the ladies went to have dinner together, leaving me alone with Kel; I refused to leave her by herself. I just sat there talking to her, saying whatever popped into my head. I made sure to tell her I loved her and how badly I needed her, many, many times, but my wish of it snapping her out of her coma was not granted. There was a knock on the door, and I turned around, smiling as I saw Katie standing there. I waved at her to come in. "Hey! I was wondering when you'd come by," I said. I felt better just from seeing her. "I'm sorry, Damon. Nobody told me what had happened until an hour ago!" Katie said with a sad look on her face, her tone making it clear that she was extremely unhappy about that fact. "I came as fast as I could." "Shit, I'm sorry. I didn't think to call you either," I said, frowning. I hadn't given any thought to calling anyone, but seeing as how all the cheerleaders had already come by I figured someone would have notified Katie too. "It's alright. Where is everyone?" she asked. "They went to go have some dinner; they're probably downstairs in the hospital cafeteria." "Why didn't you go with them?" "Because I don't want to leave Kelsey alone." She nodded and gave me a kiss, then she sat down beside me. She took my sister's hand in hers and asked, "How is she?" "We don't know. There's too much swelling in her brain for them to make an MRI, so we don't know if she has any brain damage," I said softly. "Oh my God," Katie said, bringing her hand to her mouth in shock. I saw tears start to well up in her eyes as she bowed her head. I put my hand on her shoulder and silently let her deal with her grief. Though they hadn't really known each other that well, Katie and my sister had had some amazing sex together, and Katie obviously cared for Kel a great deal. After a little while, Katie looked back up at me with tears running down her cheeks. "How are you handling this?" I lowered my head. "Badly. It's my fault that she's in here, after all." She gave me a confused look, wiping away her tears with the palms of her hands. "Your fault? What the hell are you talking about?" I sighed deeply, then told her the whole story: everything that had happened since I had gotten out of the limo. Katie sat there quietly, still holding my sister's hand, letting me get it all off my chest. Once I was done, she just shook her head at me. "You can say it, I was an idiot," I said matter-of-factly. "Well, yes, you were, but you knew that already," she teased. Or at least I hoped she was teasing. "Why were you so angry at her though? I understand that you're upset that she just decided to end your relationship like that, but look at what it got you! You've got the most beautiful girl in the world as your girlfriend, you're having an amazing relationship with your sister, and they both let you fuck all their sexy cheerleader friends as well as a ridiculously smart, smoking hot college girl!" I blinked at her several times, then I burst out laughing at her joke. It felt good to laugh. "Thanks, Katie." She just smiled at me. "You know it's true, too!" I grinned. "Yes, it is." "So with all of that, why were you so angry? You knew all these things, you knew how great your life's been since Kelsey decided to seduce you. Why didn't you just forgive her?" I bowed my head, feeling tears well up in my eyes again. "I don't know. I was just so angry, and it seemed like ... I dunno ... like I just wanted to stay angry. That nothing could persuade me to let go." I expected her to look at me like I was stupid, but instead she got a pensive look on her face, as if she was deep in thought. "You mean your anger didn't want to go away?" she finally asked. "Yeah. It just festered in me. It was almost as if all I wanted to do was to stay angry, and not listen to anything or anyone." Katie sighed and gave me a worried look. "Such anger is really, really bad, Damon. If you let your anger just run unchecked like that, against all other overriding concerns, without giving it any way to be sated, it could just destroy you." I nodded. "I'm glad Amanda was in the car with me. She just kept talking sense into me until it finally oozed out." I shuddered at the memory of how foul I had felt. "Me too. If you'd stayed angry until the accident actually happened..." Katie said sadly, letting it trail off. She didn't need to finish her thought for me to understand what she was saying. We both sat quietly for awhile. Katie was holding Kelsey's hand while I held Katie's. "Where's Brian?" I asked eventually. "He got a call from his dad yesterday, asking him to come home. Something to do with his aunt, I believe," she explained. "Oh." "I'm sure he'd be here if he knew. Do you want me to call him?" I shook my head. "No, it's okay. His own family comes first. I'm surprised he'd miss ... oh shit!" "What?" she asked, a little worried. "I missed swim practice today. Coach is gonna kill me!" "I'm sure he'd understand." "Yeah, if I'd told him he might have..." "Doesn't he call you guys or anything, if you're not there?" I gave her a sheepish look, then I fished my cellphone out of my pocket. I'd turned it off once we'd gotten to the hospital. I switched it back on and dialed my voicemail. Sure enough, there was a snarling message from Coach, cursing me to the seven hells for missing practice five days before State, as well as a message from Erik and Daryll each, both asking me where the fuck I was. I was about to hang up when I realized I had another message, so I let it play. I felt my jaw nearly drop when I heard Kim's voice, sounding extremely sad. "Hey. I should probably tell you this to your face, but I don't know if you ever even want to talk to me again. I just wanted to say that I'm sorry, about ... about everything. I should never have listened to Stacey, and instead I should have just trusted you, or at least come to you after she accused you. I'm so sorry! I hope you can maybe one day forgive me for ... for what I did with Jeff. And for what I did to you," she said haltingly. I swallowed as I listened to her message, my hand trembling so hard I thought I was going to drop my phone. Her voice went quiet for awhile, and just as I thought the message was apparently over, she said, "Someone at school told me about what happened to Kelsey, and I'm really sorry. I'll ... I'll pray for her. I hope she'll be okay." With that she disconnected. I turned my phone to vibrate, since the hospital staff would probably kill me if it went off while I was in the ICU. "Who was that last message from?" Katie asked concerned. "You got all pale." "It was Kim," I said quietly. "She ... she said she was sorry, and that she'll pray for Kelsey." Katie gave me a wistful smile. "Sounds like someone wants to make up with you." "Huh? Make up? You mean like, get back together?" She shrugged. "If it comes to that, why not?" "Uhm, because I've got Amanda." "Not you!" She rolled her eyes in an almost perfect imitation of Kelsey, and it tore at my heart. "Her! She might want to get back together with you! At the least she probably wants to see if the two of you can be friends again." "What are you talking about? She doesn't want to get back together with me! She slapped me in the face yesterday and probably hates my guts!" "If she hated your guts she wouldn't call you to say she was sorry," Katie said reasonably. "Besides, it's not that hard to see why she was upset yesterday after being told that she was lied to, considering everything she did to get even with you was based off that lie. She was probably completely mortified and embarrassed." "So why did she call me now then?" "I'd guess because she's had some time to think it over. Didn't you say she said she was happy with you?" "Yeah." "So why wouldn't she want you back?" "After everything that happened? How the hell would that work? She fucked my best friend and kicked me in the face last week!" "She's probably hoping you'll understand why she did that and that you'll forgive her for it." I snorted. "Would you forgive something like that?" "Sure. Why not? Staying angry over something forever is terribly stupid, Damon. I think yesterday probably showed you that," she said delicately. I closed my eyes and let out a deep sigh. "Yeah ... You're right. But I'm not going to get back together with her. I have no desire to get back together with her." "I'm not saying you should get back together with her! You'd be the dumbest idiot on the planet to give up Amanda for anyone! All I'm saying is, you need to think about forgiving her." I sat quietly for awhile, mulling things over in my mind. Even after everything that had happened, and all she'd done to me, I did feel sorry for Kim. She and I got manipulated into actions that were really not of our own choosing. It seemed stupid to stay angry at her for the rest of my life for that. I clenched my jaw and deliberately set about purging myself of my anger towards her. I didn't know about becoming friends with her again, but with the anger gone I was finally able to forgive her. I felt better almost as soon as I'd done so. "You're right. Thanks, Katie," I said finally. She gave me a cute little wink. "I'm glad you agree." I smiled at her, and we both turned back towards my sister. We quietly sat side by side, holding each other's hand, both of us lost in thought. Mom and the girls returned about half an hour later. Amanda had brought me a large pizza, and I gave her a gentle kiss as a thank you before hungrily tearing into a slice. I offered Katie some slices too, which she gratefully accepted. Amanda had also brought several bottles of Gatorade, which I shared with Katie as well. "Oh, Mom, this is Katie," I said, my mouth half full, as I saw Mom curiously staring at my beautiful college friend. "Hello Katie, it's nice to meet you," Mom said, though her heart wasn't really in it. "Hi Mrs. Richards," Katie said. "It's nice to meet you too, though I wish we could've met under different circumstances." Mom just nodded her head as she sat down next to my sister's bed, carefully holding on to Kelsey's right hand. All of us stayed together in Kelsey's room for the rest of the night, until visiting hours ended at nine again. I hugged Katie and Carynne and thanked them for being here. "I can't be here tomorrow, Damon; I have a presentation to do on our project," Katie said sadly. "I'll try to come back Wednesday though." "It's okay, I understand you have other things on your mind too," I said, squeezing her arm. "Thanks so much for coming today." She nodded, then she and Carynne gave Amanda a hug, waved at Mom, and quietly left the room. As I saw them walk side by side I briefly thought back to Katie hungrily sucking my cum out of Carynne's luscious little ass. My cock didn't even twinge at the memory. "Are you staying here tonight, honey?" Mom asked. "Yeah. A really sweet nurse named Diana let Amanda and I sleep on one of their beds, so we're good." Mom kissed Amanda and I. "Okay. I will see you tomorrow then. Good night, you two." "Good night, Shirley. See you tomorrow," Amanda said. "Oh, before I forget, you two need to think about when you're going to go back to school," Mom said seriously. "When Kelsey's better," I said solemnly. "Damon, that might be weeks, or months. It might be..." Mom swallowed her words, a tear rolling down her cheek. I knew she had been planning to say 'It might be never, ' but she just couldn't get the words out. "We'll see how things go, Mom." "You can't stay away from school forever. I called your principal yesterday, and he understood that you two would be here for a few days, but you have to go back at some point, or you're going to flunk your senior year." "I don't want to leave Kelsey!" I said stubbornly. Amanda put her hand on my arm. "Damon, Kelsey would not want you to flunk because of her," she said softly. I closed my eyes and sighed. She was right, of course. "Alright," I finally said. "But I'm definitely staying here until they've done that MRI and we know more." Mom nodded. "Okay, I'll call the school again tomorrow and let them know. 'Night you two." "'Night," we both said. After mom had left, Amanda and I gathered up our blankets and sat in the waiting room for awhile. It was around midnight when Diana came to get us, allowing us to sleep on the bed in the small room again. I was totally, utterly drained and soon fell into a deep, dreamless sleep. ------- I woke the next morning to the sound of my phone vibrating in my pants. I fumbled around for a bit while trying to dig it out of my pocket, but by the time I answered it the caller had already switched over to my voicemail. My Caller ID said 'unknown number.' Amanda woke up with a yawn, stretching beside me. She had stripped down to just her panties and a t-shirt, and she looked just amazingly adorable with her hair all frizzled and her face all sleepy. I pulled her close against me and whispered, "I love you, Amanda." She smiled softly. "I love you too. Who was that?" "I don't know." My phone bleeped to tell me I had a new voicemail, and I dialed it quickly. The message was short and to the point. "Hey, it's me. I'll call back later." The quality of the message had been pretty bad, but it had sounded like Melissa. She had seemed rather pissed off. Amanda raised her eyebrows questioningly. "I think it's Mel," I said as I disconnected. "She said she'd call back later." "Do you think someone told her about Kelsey?" she asked. "I'm sure Mom would have at least called her, yeah." Amanda just nodded, then we both got ready for yet another day at the hospital. Diana came to get us and let us back into Kelsey's room, where we stacked the blankets in the corner again before taking up our familiar spots beside Kelsey's bed. Mom showed up a little after eight with a bag of bagels from Panera, and Amanda and I hungrily dug in. I wondered if I should tell Mom that Melissa had called, but I decided against it since I had no idea what Mel had wanted. About an hour later Mom got a text asking her to come to the clinic for an emergency surgery. She sighed, saying she better go take care of that, and that she'd be back later that day. Dad dropped by a little while later, only staying for about fifteen minutes before he had to go back to work. One of his colleagues had gotten injured the night before, and he had to cover the shift. "Can't someone else cover that shift, Dad?" I complained. "Kelsey needs you too, you know!" I expected him to be angry, but he just nodded sadly at me. "I know, Damon, but I'm one of only three senior officers, and Walter is on vacation. That leaves us a bit short handed. If something happens, you give me a call, and I'll be here in a flash. There's some advantage to driving a car with a siren, after all." I gave him an apologetic glance and nodded. He clapped his hand on my shoulder and squeezed it, as if urging me to stay strong, then he left again. Amanda and I'd been sitting beside Kelsey's bed for a few hours, occasionally talking, when my phone buzzed again. Again it was an unknown number. "Hello?" I asked quietly, answering the call while ducking out of sight so nobody would see me. "Damon, it's Mel," my older sister said. "I'm at the airport, can you please come pick me up?" "The airport? What, you mean here?" She sighed irritably. "No, the one in Cancun! Yes, here! Why else would I call you?!" "You don't have to bite my head off!" I said, a bit hurt. "I'm sorry, I'm just totally stressed out. It was an absolute bitch to get here. Can you pick me up?" "Can't you call Dad and ask him to do it?" "No, I can't!" she snapped. "Now, are you going to come get me or do I have a call a damn cab?" "I don't have a car, Mel, so I have to see if I can borrow someone's." "What happened to your Mustang?" "It's a long story. Are you on your own cell? It keeps saying unknown number." "No, I borrowed one from a friend. Mine died, and I haven't had a chance to get a new one yet." "What number can I reach you on?" She gave me the number, and I quickly stored it in my phone. "Okay, I'm going to go check with someone for a car, and I'll call you back in a few." "Don't be too long," she said before hanging up. I told Amanda I'd be right back, then I ran through the hospital over to Stacey's room. Mr. Winterton had said we could ask for anything at all, so I assumed borrowing a car shouldn't be any trouble. Jonathan and two new bodyguards were sitting outside the room, calmly keeping vigil. I began to wonder if he ever slept. "Hey, Damon," Jonathan said when he saw me, nodding in greeting. "I can't let you go in, I'm afraid. Stacey's still asleep." "It's okay. I'm actually here to ask if I could borrow a car. My older sister's at the airport, and I—" He fished his keys out of his pocket and handed them to me before I could even finish my sentence. "Black Explorer, it's in parking section D4. Just beep it." I smiled gratefully at him. "Thank you." He nodded, and for the first time ever I actually saw him smile. I ran to the stairwell, dialing Mel's phone once I got there. She answered on the first ring. "Hey, I got a car, I'll be there in about thirty minutes or so. Where can I find you?" I asked. "I'll wait near the door to arrivals A. What are you driving?" "A black Explorer. I'll see ya in a bit." "Okay. Thanks, Damon," she said. I snapped my phone shut and hurried back to Kelsey's room. Amanda smiled at me as I walked back in. "I need to go get Melissa at the airport. Do you want to come?" I asked. Amanda shook her head. "I want to stay here with Kel. Besides, I think it's better if you face your sister by yourself. You two have a lot of catching up to do." "Okay. I'll be back in an hour or so," I said, walking over to Kelsey and giving her a kiss on her forehead. I silently begged her to wake up, but she remained motionless. Then I kissed Amanda for several long moments before leaving. I found the car without any trouble, and the trip to the airport was uneventful. I pulled up along the no-parking curb at the Arrivals A terminal after about thirty minutes, getting out of the car and looking around. I hoped I'd quickly find Melissa since the parking cops at the airport were total Nazis to everyone who abandoned their car for even a minute. Fortunately I didn't have to worry as Melissa waved at me within seconds of me getting out of the car, then she quickly exited the terminal. I smiled at her when she walked towards me, a sports bag slung over her shoulder. She was just wearing jeans, boots, a dark green sweater and a thick fleece coat. As she came near, I felt my heart stop in my chest at just how much she resembled her younger sister. She was basically Kelsey five years from now. A little curvier, obviously more mature, but just as breathtakingly gorgeous. Probably purely by accident, she had her hair in a ponytail the way Kelsey tended to wear it. We fiercely hugged each other, and she gave me a big kiss on my cheeks. "Hey, little brother. I've missed you," she said softly, a tear rolling down her face. "I missed you too, Mel. Let's get in the car." "Yes, it's fucking freezing here!" she complained. I grinned at her for a moment, then we got back in the Explorer. The weather was a balmy forty-two degrees, but in LA that was probably good for a winter weather advisory. "How's Kel?" Melissa asked once we drove off, taking the highway back to the hospital. "We don't know yet. She suffered some head trauma, and they're waiting for the swelling to go down until they can do an MRI. She may have brain damage." I saw Mel's lip wobble as she tried to hold back her tears, but eventually she stopped resisting and cried softly. "When did it happen?" she asked finally, blowing her nose in some tissues she dug out of her fleece pocket. "Sunday morning." "Okay, at least they called me right away then," she sighed. "I'm sorry I didn't get here faster, but all the flights were booked. I was at LAX all day yesterday on standby, and not a single fucking spot opened up!" "Why didn't you drive?" "Because I have an old piece of shit car that would have never made the trip up here. The last thing I wanted was to get stranded along PCH. The damn plane ticket cost me a fortune though." "So why did you come then?" Her head whirled around so quickly I was amazed her ponytail didn't slice through the door. "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?!" "It's just that ... you know, you've never shown that much interest in us before," I said hesitantly. I felt a chill cross my spine as I saw her eyes turn black as night, exactly like Kelsey's would do when she got mad. "Are you fucking serious? You think that if my only sister is in the hospital, in critical condition, I wouldn't come because I don't care about you guys?! I love Kelsey more than you do!" "I doubt that," I said softly. She snorted. "Oh right. You love her more than I do. Okay! Let me tell you something, you little dork, I love both of you, okay? I love you and Kelsey with all my heart! Just because I have a problem with Da ... with Mom and Dad, doesn't mean that I don't love you two, or that I don't miss you like crazy every single day! The fact that I'm even here should fucking prove that! I sure as hell wouldn't have come back for anything else!" I gave her a curious glance, wondering why she had originally said that she just had a problem with Dad, but she just stared me down without flinching, and I quickly averted my eyes. "I'm sorry." She fumed for a few more seconds, then she let out a deep breath of air and relaxed. "It's okay. Just don't ... don't accuse me of not loving you two, okay? Because I do," she said, and I heard her sniff away a few tears. "You have no idea how much." "I love you too, Mel," I said softly. She looked at me quizzically. "Wow, Kelsey must be a good influence on you." "Huh?" "I don't think I've ever heard you tell me you love me before." "Yes, I have!" I objected. I'd told her that, hadn't I? "Really? When?" "Uh ... last time Kel and I were there. I told you when we left!" "No, you didn't, you little liar! Kel had to say it for you!" I cringed a little as I remembered that scene; Kelsey had indeed told Mel that I loved her, and I blushed badly. "Have I really never said it?" "No!" she accused, though she had a teasing grin on her face. Right then she looked so much like Kelsey that my heart almost broke. "I'm sorry, Mel. I love you, you know I do," I said apologetically. She smiled as she put her hand on my knee. "Yes, I know. But it's nice to hear you say it, finally." She left her hand there for the rest of the trip while we talked about minor things, mostly regarding Mel's life in L.A ... She was struggling to get by, though she hoped to do better once she finally graduated. She seemed evasive when I asked her about her job, and I didn't push the issue. She asked me what had happened to my bandaged hand, and I explained it was from punching the window to get Kelsey out of the car. We got back to the hospital and quickly went up to Kelsey's room. I gasped when I entered; the entire room was so packed with flowers there was hardly any place left to stand or sit! Everything from roses to fuchsias to orchids were absolutely jammed inside, and I could have sworn I'd walked into the hospital's flower shop instead of my sister's room. "Hey!" Amanda said as soon as she saw us enter, getting up and practically jumping in my arms and giving me a huge kiss. "Hey sweetheart," I said. "This is our sister, Melissa." Amanda let go of me and got absolutely engulfed in a giant hug by Mel. Amanda had a momentary look of surprise on her face, then she happily returned the hug; both girls stood there for several moments with their arms wrapped around each other, Amanda stretching on her tippy toes a bit to match up with the slightly taller Melissa. "I'm so glad to meet you, Amanda," Melissa murmured softly. "Kelsey has told me so much about you." "She's also told me a lot about you. It's great to meet you too!" Amanda replied. "Thank you for making her so happy," Melissa said, giving Amanda a kiss on her forehead. Amanda and I both gasped simultaneously. "You knew? About Kel and Amanda, I mean?" I asked. Mel nodded. "Kel told me almost immediately after you two got together." "You don't mind, do you?" Amanda asked nervously. "No, not at all," Melissa said, shaking her head. "I'm happy that she has someone amazing like you." Amanda smiled and blushed softly, somehow managing to look even more beautiful than she already did. "But what's this with you two kissing each other like that?" Mel asked, her eyebrow raised. "Something you need to tell me, Damon?" I grinned happily. "She's my girlfriend." "Lucky dog!" Mel teased, but she hugged Amanda again. "I'm glad for you two, honey" "Thank you," Amanda said appreciatively. Mel nodded, then she glanced over at Kelsey. Her happy demeanor instantly vanished, and I saw huge tears well up in her eyes as she saw her little sister lying there, unmoving and badly injured. "Oh, Kel," she cried, falling to her knees beside the bed and gently wrapping her arms around Kelsey's body. She gave her sister several kisses, then just hugged her for a long time. I blinked away several tears at how hurt Melissa was because of Kelsey. Amanda wrapped her arm around my waist and pressed herself against me, comforting me with her presence. "I'm here, pipsqueak ... I'm here," Melissa said softly, using her old nickname for Kelsey. She had given it to our little sister when Kel was five. Kel's voice had been fairly shrill at that age, and the nickname had driven her crazy at the time. Perhaps Melissa hoped its use would jar Kelsey out of her coma, but sadly it appeared to have no effect. "Where did all the flowers come from?" I asked my girlfriend, wiping at my eyes with the back of my hand. "Stacey had them delivered a little while ago, just after you left," Amanda said. "It took the delivery guy almost fifteen minutes to find room for them and get them all set up. I eventually had him put some of them over at the nurses' station, because otherwise nobody'd fit in here anymore!" I smiled at her. "Will you be okay with Mel here for a bit?" "Sure, why?" "I'm going to go thank Stacey." She gave me a gorgeous smile. "Thank her for me too, will you?" I nodded and kissed her again, then I walked out, quickly making the now familiar trip to Stacey's room. As usual, Jonathan was outside with the two bodyguards, reading a magazine. I held out the keys for him, intending to return them, but he shook his head. "Keep them for now. You'll need a car, and I can catch a ride with one of the guys if I need to." "You sure?" "Stacey is," he chuckled. "Thanks, man," I said appreciatively. "Can I go see her?" He nodded. "Yeah, go right ahead." I opened the door and walked inside, noticing the similarity between the flowers in Stacey's room and the ones in Kelsey's. Stacey was lying in her bed, propped up by several pillows, a bored look on her face while she idly zapped channels. She smiled sweetly at me as I came in, turning off her TV and tossing the remote onto her nightstand. "Hey! Did the flowers get there yet?" "Yeah, they did. Thank you so much, also from Amanda. They're beautiful," I said gratefully. "I know Kelsey loves them. And thanks for letting me borrow the car." "It's the least I can do," she said, pushing her hair back and putting it up with a small elastic band. "Do you never have any visitors?" I asked curiously. "The girls came by yesterday. I'm not sure I deserve any, anyways," she said sadly. "Stace, stop that!" I said sharply as I sat on the side of her bed, taking her hand in mine. "Why? It's my fault we're in here. It's my fault Kelsey is in a coma! It's my fault that she might..." I bent forward and softly kissed her lips, not letting her finish. She seemed surprised for a second, then she put her hand on my cheek and returned the kiss. It wasn't like previous times we'd kissed, full of lust and sexual desire, but rather a more gentle kiss; as friends opposed to lovers. I let go of her lips and put my forehead against hers, wiping away her tears with my fingers. "It's not your fault, Stacey. It really isn't. Please stop blaming yourself." "But I—" "Sshhh. It's not your fault. All you did was help out your best friend; who wouldn't do that? I don't blame you for anything. Not for the accident, and not for what happened with Kim." "Do you blame Kelsey then?" she asked quietly, her eyes full of sadness. "Please don't blame her, Damon. I couldn't handle it if I caused a rift between you two." "I don't blame her for anything either. I blame myself for getting so stupidly, pointlessly angry. That's the only thing I blame anyone for. Without me chasing you, you'd have never gotten in that accident. And if I'd just seen how flattering it was that Kelsey wanted me so badly, none of this would have ever happened." She stared at me with her gorgeous brown eyes wide open, but I still saw the grief inside them. "I'm sorry." "You don't have anything to be sorry for, Stace," I said gently, caressing her cheek. "You have been nothing but an amazing friend, both to Kelsey and to me. And all I do is accuse you of doing horrible things. I'm the one who's sorry. I never even apologized to you for accusing you of paying Kelsey for her friendship." She gave me another kiss, then she whispered, "Will you please forgive me?" I gave her a puzzled look. "Stacey, I just said that there's nothing—" "Damon, I broke up you and your girlfriend for purely selfish reasons. You two loved each other, you can't tell me it didn't hurt." "It did hurt," I said, nodding. "But I'm better off now. I never just sat down and thought the whole thing through. I normally always do that, and this time I just got angry and stayed angry instead. And because of that, both you and my sister are in the hospital." "Please?" she asked again, her heart in her eyes, another tear rolling down her cheek. "Will you please forgive me?" I smiled gently and kissed her forehead. "I forgive you, Stacey. You're such an incredible girl. I've never had such a wonderful friend like you, and I'm just blessed that I do." She clutched my shirt and pulled me against her, beginning to cry in earnest. I just let her cry, running my fingers through her hair and kissing it from time to time. I wrapped my arms around her and held her close as I let her grief run its course. Jonathan popped his head in to see if everything was okay, and I gave him a thumbs up. He nodded and departed as quickly as he had appeared. "Damon?" Stacey asked after about five minutes, sniffing away a few final tears. "Yeah?" "Will you take me to go see her, please?" "Of course. Let me call the nurse, and—" "No. The doctors don't want me moving because of my leg. They won't let me go up there, and I'm so sick of it! I want to see Kelsey! Will you ... will you please carry me?" "You bet." I kissed her again before sliding off her bed. I carefully put my left arm underneath her legs, my right one just underneath her shoulders, and I lifted her with great care. My right hand shrieked in pain as I bumped my cast against her shoulder, but I just ignored it. She winced slightly when I put pressure on her leg, but she motioned for me to continue anyways as she wrapped both her arms around my neck, resting her head against my chest. I kicked the door a few times, and Jonathan quickly opened it, his eyes opening wide in surprise. "We're going to see Kelsey," I explained. He smiled broadly and stepped out of the way. "Go ahead. I'll run interference with the nurses for as long as I can." "Thank you, Jonathan," Stacey said sweetly. He just nodded at her, then he quickly went over to the nurses' station, asking the nurses on duty to look something up for him. Quickly—and carefully—I carried Stacey through the hall past them, walking over to the elevator. The two bodyguards followed us stoically, apparently not worried about anything. "Excuse me! Where do you think you're going with her?!" someone yelled after us when we were almost near the elevator. I hesitated for a moment, but Stacey said, "Hurry!" I increased my pace, glancing behind me to see a nurse standing there, looking shocked. "Hey, get back here! Doctor! Security!" Luck was with us as an elevator just showed up when we got there; I quickly got in, punching the button for Kelsey's floor with my elbow. The door rumbled shut before anyone could stop us. "If this were a movie, there'd be a dozen guys with guns waiting for us up there," I quipped. Stacey grinned, her beautiful face practically alight with joy. "Would you catch a bullet for me?" "A dozen. One from every guy." I laughed. Both bodyguards chuckled, shaking their heads with small grins. She put her head against my chest again and almost purred. "My hero." I nuzzled my cheek against her hair, holding her close. I was glad that our friendship hadn't been destroyed because of both our foolishness. My arms were getting a little tired from carrying her; Stacey was in fantastic shape, slender, with not a gram of fat on her, but she was nearly five foot nine after all. I ignored my physical complaints. I'd put up with a thousand times worse for her. The elevator dinged open, and we looked out a bit worriedly. The hallway was clear, however, and we quickly got out, making our way to Kelsey's room without any interruptions. The bodyguards took up station outside the room as Stacey and I went inside, the door held open for us by Amanda. Stacey kissed Amanda when we walked past; then, I gently put her down on my sister's bed, right beside Kelsey. Besides Amanda and Melissa, Carynne, Mikaela and a few of the other cheerleaders were in the room as well, apparently having just shown up. It was pretty crowded, but I knew that if my sister was conscious she'd absolutely love it. She'd always liked lots of people around her. I wondered briefly why the hospital staff was allowing so many visitors for Kelsey at any one time, seeing as how she was in the ICU, but I figured Mr. Winterton must have had something to do with that. I introduced Stacey and Melissa, then I stood behind Amanda, gently rubbing her cheek, watching Stacey as she sat beside my younger sister. Stacey was weeping softly, smoothly stroking Kelsey's hair and putting my sister's chestnut brown locks behind her ear. "She looks so peaceful," Stacey cried. "And beautiful." I grit my teeth in an effort to hold back my emotions, but the other girls in the room had no such inhibitions, all of them freely crying along with Stacey. Stacey bowed her head, and I saw her lips move, but I couldn't make out what she was saying over the stifled sobs in the room. I leaned a bit closer, and suddenly I realized that Stacey was praying for my sister's life. For awhile everyone but Stacey was silent, then suddenly the door opened. An elderly doctor came in, a less than friendly expression on his face. "Miss Winterton, I expressly told you not to—" Stacey imperiously held up her hand, continuing to keep her head bowed, apparently determined to finish her prayer. To my surprise the doctor just nodded and stood there in silence, waiting on her. Stacey looked up after another minute, giving the doctor a sullen smile. "I'm sorry, doctor Weinberg, but I really wanted to see my friend, and you wouldn't let me!" Doctor Weinberg sighed. "As I've tried to explain to you several times, miss Winterton, your leg can't handle this kind of stress being placed on it yet. You have a class three compound fracture, and any pressure on it can cause it to re-break." "I didn't put any pressure on it, Damon carried me," Stacey explained smugly, nodding in my direction. The doctor turned towards me and gave me an unfriendly scowl. In return, I just grinned and shrugged. From the way Stacey was talking to the doctor and refusing to be bullied by him, I figured she probably had some clout with him, so I wasn't worried. He returned his attention to Stacey. "Miss Winterton, please. We have to get you back to bed. You need to keep your weight off your leg for at least ten more days." Stacey glared at him, the prospect of being bed-ridden for ten more days clearly not agreeing with her, but she finally relented and nodded. She leaned forward and kissed Kelsey's forehead, then she smiled at me. I grinned and went over to carry her again, but the doctor put his hand on my arm to restrain me. "That won't be necessary. I'll send a Medical Assistant with a wheelchair to get her," he said curtly. "I thought you didn't want me to sit in a wheelchair?" Stacey objected. He gave her a disapproving stare. "That is correct, miss Winterton. I do not want you to sit in a wheelchair, I want you to lie in your bed! However, since you are now here, we first have to get you back to your bed. A wheelchair is the lesser of two evils, at least when compared to having him carry you." With that, he turned on his heel and departed without saying another word. All the girls stared at each other, then simultaneously burst into loud giggles. Stacey expertly mimicked the doctor's disapproving frown and attitude, and soon we were all in stitches, laughing uproariously. It felt great to hear laughter again, as for the last two days there had been nothing in this room but crying and sadness. I imagined that Kelsey would enjoy hearing laughter in her room again too, if it was true that people in a coma could hear everything that happened around them. After about ten minutes, a guy in scrubs showed up with a wheelchair, and Stacey kissed Kelsey again, after which I carried her to the chair. "Damon, you've forgiven me, but have you forgiven her?" Stacey asked softly when I gently put her down in the wheelchair. I stared at her, feeling myself blush while half a dozen pair of eyes in the room focused on me. When my answer didn't come, Stacey got an unhappy cast to her face. "You need to do it, Damon. Kelsey needs your forgiveness same as I did," she said, then she was rolled out of the room before I could reply. "I will, I promise," I said softly. Melissa got up, scraping her throat. "Girls, could I talk to my brother for a few moments? Alone?" Amanda, Carynne and the others got up quickly and started shuffling out of the door, casting frequent glances at Kelsey as they did so. Once we were alone, Melissa frowned deeply at me. "Okay, Damon, out with it. Why did Stacey say you needed to forgive Kelsey? Forgive her for what?" I sighed. "It's a very long story." She pointedly looked at Kelsey. "I'm not going anywhere anytime soon, I think," she said. "You're not going to like hearing this," I warned her. "I'll be the judge of that. Now come on, out with it." I slumped as I sat down in one of the chairs, with Mel sitting down right beside me. I took a deep breath, then told her everything. It was easier to do the second time, on account of having gone through the whole thing with Dad a few days before; in a way I'd already practiced. I didn't gloss over anything, and Melissa's look of surprise grew bigger by the minute, especially once I began to talk about the various group sex encounters. I quietly admitted to myself that I was bragging a little. About halfway through Amanda popped her head back in, saying she and the girls were going downstairs to get something to eat. I handed her my money, and we exchanged smiles and blew each other kisses before I continued filling Melissa in on everything that had happened. When I was finally done, with the accident and subsequent trip to the hospital, my throat was dry, and I had a pounding headache. I again felt ill at the memory of the anger that had taken me over. Melissa was staring at me peculiarly. I couldn't figure out if she was angry, or sad, or whatever it was she was feeling. Perhaps it was a mixture of all of those things. I did notice, however, that she did not seem very surprised, and I told her so. "It's not really surprising, considering..." she said absently, then she seemed to catch herself, leaving her thought unfinished. "Considering what?" I asked. She shrugged. "It's not important. Don't worry about it." "I'd kind of like to know, Mel," I prodded. She gave me a sad smile. "You wouldn't be able to handle it, little brother." I snorted. "Right, because I'm such a sheltered child, and I need to be protected?" She actually giggled, a spitting image of Kelsey. "No, you idiot, that's not it! Let's say that I am a little surprised that Kelsey seduced you, but not a whole lot." "Why is that?" I asked. "Your brother and sister are actually having sex together, and that doesn't surprise you?" "No, because I've known that Kelsey's had a big crush on you for years." "You did? How?! Did she tell you?" I asked in amazement. "She didn't have to. I've seen the way she's looked at you ever since you started swimming. Kel may be good at hiding things from Mom, but she's never been able to hide things from me." "But ... please don't take this the wrong way, Mel, but how do you know that? You weren't here for most of that time?" I asked. She gave me another sad smile. "I know, and I'm kinda sorry that I wasn't. If I had been, I could have probably prevented all this crap from happening in the first place. But Kelsey didn't leave her longing for you at home when you two came to visit me. She'd be hungrily staring at you every time you'd go swim in the pool at my apartment complex." "She did?" "Oh yeah! She wasn't the only one, either." I felt myself blush. "Don't tell me that you..." "What? No! Ewww!" she said, pulling her face into a frown and slapping my shoulder. "Wow ... thanks, Mel," I said dryly. "Oh, whatever! Stop acting so pouty, you know full well what I meant! There were a lot of girls in that apartment complex who'd eye you, and some of them were pretty damn hot too. I always wondered why you never paid any attention to them." I shrugged. "I didn't really know they were watching me." Melissa shook her head with a small grin. "Jesus, you're such an idiot! You never even noticed that half a dozen girls just happened to go swimming right when you were in the pool? What about those tiny little bikinis that Kelsey wore when she'd go with you? She wore those just for you, you know." I blushed slightly. "Well, I saw them, of course. Both the girls and Kelsey's bikinis. I just didn't realize that was all for me. I thought Kelsey wore those bikinis to show off against the other girls. But what about you? You wore skimpy bikinis too!" "I always wear skimpy bikinis, Damon. I didn't specifically buy them for you, like Kelsey did. You're a very handsome and even sexy guy with that tight swimmer body of yours, but you're also my little brother. I hate to crush your self-esteem, kiddo, but you're not exactly in my fantasies at night!" "Oh? So who is then?" I teased her. "Wouldn't you like to know," she scoffed. "I would, actually." "Yeah, I'm sure you do. Anyways, it's surprising because I just didn't think anything was going to come of it after all this time." "You thought it was gonna happen sooner?" "Uh-huh. She was all over you when you two were at my place for the summer last year, and I figured I'd inevitably hear her fuck your brains out on the couch one night. When that didn't happen, I thought Kel had maybe outgrown her infatuation with you because you kept ignoring her. I certainly didn't expect her to concoct schemes to make you single again, so she could seduce you into having group sex together with all her smoking hot friends!" I swallowed deeply as I looked Mel straight in the eyes. "And what do you think about that?" "Do you love Amanda?" she asked pointedly. "Yes," I said wholeheartedly. "Does she love you?" "Yes." I smiled. "Then why is this an issue? I think it was a bit heartless of Kelsey to break up your relationship with Kim while she only planned to fuck you a few times, but other than that..." She shrugged. I grinned wryly. "I should have known you'd pick her side." "That's what you get for being such a little asshole to us when you were twelve!" I grimaced. "I'm sorry for that." She leaned over and gave me a kiss on my cheek. "Don't worry about it. You were a kid. Kids that age are supposed to be annoying." "So, you just don't really have an opinion on the whole thing then?" I asked. "I didn't say that. I said I had no problem with Kel seducing you. All the other stuff just makes you a giant jerk. I mean, what are you complaining about? You're fucking a whole group of hot cheerleaders, and two of them are in love with you! Everyone should have problems like yours!" I lowered my head and just shook it slowly. "I don't know. I just got so angry." I was barely able to choke back my tears. I heard Melissa's chair scrape across the floor as she scooted closer, then she wrapped her arm around my shoulder, pulling me close against her. "Hey, I'm sorry," she said, kissing my cheek again. "I didn't mean to bash you like that. It's not really even your fault." "What? Why wouldn't it be my fault?" I asked incredulously. "You got that anger from Dad. He used to get angry like that a lot," she said, her voice trailing off as she stared at the wall, seemingly lost in thought. I stared at her for several long moments. Her tone seemed almost ... bitter. I tried to remember a time when Dad got incredibly angry but couldn't recall one offhand. Neither of us spoke again until Amanda and Carynne came back with Mom following right behind them. Mom stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Melissa sitting there, and she put her hand in front of her mouth. "Mel, you made it!" "Yeah, I did. I told you I would," Melissa said. I was looking right at her, and Melissa's eyes shifted to the deepest blue for a second, before darkening again. It was almost as if she was deliriously happy to see Mom, then instantly buried those emotions the second they surfaced. Mom came over hesitantly, her eyes questioning, as if seeking permission to hug her daughter. Mel seemed to resist for a few seconds, then she relented, wrapping her arms around Mom and hugging her close. Mom cried almost as hard as she'd done when Kelsey was still in surgery. The rest of the evening was a bit awkward. Mel spent most of the evening doing her best to ignore Mom, instead talking with me and Amanda. Mom obviously suffered from it, but she bit her tongue in an obvious effort to not widen the already sizable rift between herself and her oldest daughter. I couldn't bear to see Mom hurt like that, so at one point I tapped Mel on the shoulder and opened my mouth to say something about it, but Melissa's eyes turned so violently dark in a flash that I quickly thought better of it. The doctor came by a little later in the evening, telling us that Kelsey's vital signs were looking good enough that they felt comfortable in taking her off the respirator. We all held our breath as they disconnected her, but fortunately Kelsey started breathing on her own in just a few seconds. The lack of the cursed machine's whirring was almost like physical ecstasy. The staff took Kelsey away for some more tests, reporting about an hour later that the swelling had gone down enough that they should be able to do an MRI the next morning. "So is that good news, or... ?" I asked hesitantly. "We can't be completely sure until we've done the MRI, but it's very encouraging that the swelling has gone down as much as it has. We'll know more tomorrow. We're doing the MRI at eight, so if you all want to be here for that, just report to Radiology on the first floor," the doctor said kindly before leaving us again. We all gave each other quietly hopeful smiles, and I found myself wishing it was morning already. When the nurse finally came to tell us the ICU visiting hours were over, Mom asked Mel were she was staying. "I don't know yet, to be honest. I should probably go find myself a motel," Mel said, obviously less than thrilled at the thought. "You could ... you could come home with me?" Mom said softly. "You could sleep in Kelsey's room." Melissa looked at Mom for several long moments, her face betraying her conflicting emotions. "I don't know..." she said hesitantly. "Please?" Mom almost begged, her heart in her voice. "I'd really like it if you'd stay with us. Please, honey? It's so quiet at home without my daughters," she said, her voice breaking and several tears falling down her cheeks. "Mel, please!" I whispered. She gave me a quick glance, then sighed. "Okay, Mom, I'll stay in Kelsey's room. I'll drive home with Damon though." "Eh, I'm actually not going home," I said apologetically. "Huh? Where are you staying then?" she asked. "Amanda and I stay here with Kelsey during the night. We sleep in the nurses' room." Melissa's face turned disappointed, and she curled her finger at me, motioning for me to follow her. We quickly went to the ICU waiting room. "If you don't come home with me, I'm not staying there," Mel said adamantly. "What? But Mel, I'll just be—" "No. Either you come with me, or I'm going to a motel. Take it or leave it. You want me to go home for Mom's sake, fine, you gotta come with me." "I don't want to leave Kelsey!" "I understand, but I'm not going home to those two by myself." "Why not? What's wrong with Mom and Dad?" "Damon!" she hissed, her eyes flashing darkly again. "This is not a fucking debate! You either come with me or I do not go home. Do you understand me?" I shrank back at her anger a little, then I nodded slowly. "Alright, I'll go home with you. But you have to explain to me why." "No, I don't." She sniffed at me imperiously. Before I could say anything else, she turned around and walked away, meeting Mom and Amanda halfway down the ICU hallway. I waved at Amanda, and she came over with a curious look on her face. "I'm going to go home tonight. Mel won't go home otherwise, and it would devastate Mom if she didn't." "Okay," Amanda said, obviously not understanding but accepting it anyways. "Do you know why she won't go home without you?" "No, I have no idea," I sighed. "I'll find out, though. Mel's been giving me all these little hints and innuendos all day, and I'm starting to get to the point where I'm going to grab her and demand that she give me a straight answer." Amanda smiled at me. "You know that's just going to end with her beating you up. Your sister doesn't look like the kind of girl who takes shit from anybody." I chuckled. "That's probably true." She got up on her tippy toes and gave me a deep, long kiss. "Okay, I'll see you tomorrow then." "Want me to take you home?" She shook her head. "I'd go home if Mom was there, but she has a night shift. So I'll just sleep here and stay with Kelsey." "I'm sorry. You know I'd stay here with you if it wasn't for Mel getting all weird." She nodded. "I know, don't worry. It's okay. Just try to find out what her problem is, because I'm very curious now." "Yeah, me too." We gave each other another deep kiss, then Mom, Mel and I left. I kept looking over my shoulder at my girlfriend who sat down with her blankets in the waiting room. I felt like crap leaving her there by herself, and a bit of anger at Melissa for making me do so simmered inside me. Mom took her minivan home, while Mel and I got into the Explorer. Mel must have realized I was pissed at her, because after a few minutes she said, "I'm sorry." "Sorry doesn't help Amanda being there all by herself tonight, Mel," I said irritably. She let out a long sigh and dropped her head. "I know," she said softly. "I'm just ... I just don't want to be alone in the house with ... with them." "But why?" I asked, getting exasperated. "I can't tell you." "Mel!" "No, I'm not telling you!" "Jesus! I know you're angry at them, but they're still Mom and Dad, for God's sake! You're acting like they'd hurt you if you were alone with them." I heard her sniffle quietly, then she said, "You don't understand." "No, I don't. So why don't you explain it to me?" She shook her head, then stared out of the passenger window the rest of the trip, not saying anything else. I groaned inwardly in frustration. What the hell was her problem? We got home right after Dad had pulled his police cruiser into the driveway. He gave us a curious glance as I parked beside the curb, obviously not recognizing the Explorer. That look of curiosity turned into one of absolute astonishment once he saw Melissa get out of the car. "Hi Mel," he said lightly. "Dad," she said. Her tone was colder than a tomb. "It's good to see you, honey," Dad said softly. He nodded at me, then walked into the house. I saw Melissa standing there, angrily clenching her teeth as she stared after him. I swore that if looks could kill, Dad would have turned to ash right there on the spot. "Are you okay, Mel?" I asked, getting concerned. "No," she bit off. "But let's just go inside and get some sleep. I want to be back at the hospital in time for Kelsey's MRI." "Mel, please tell me what's wrong." She shook her head and walked towards the kitchen door. I sighed deeply, then I followed her. God, she was still as fucking stubborn as when she was a teenager. If anything, her move to L.A. had only made it worse. Mom and Dad were both in the kitchen, talking quietly, and Mom smiled at her oldest daughter when she came in. "Do you want something to eat, honey? Or to drink?" Mom asked. Melissa's eyes were hard as flint as she looked over at our parents, but they seemed to soften momentarily when she answered. "No, thanks, I'm good. I'm going to bed, I'm exhausted." "Sleep well, sweetheart," Mom said softly, biting back tears. It tore at my heart to see Melissa treating Mom so badly, and I was determined to get to the bottom of it before she left again. "You too ... Mom," Mel said. "Bye, honey. I hope you have a good night," Dad chimed in. Again I saw Melissa's jaw clench, and she turned on her heel and walked up the stairs without replying. I stared at Dad for a second, but rather than sad, his look seemed almost ... wistful? I hurried up the stairs after Mel, finding her standing in front of Kelsey's door, gently touching it. She was muttering something to herself. I could only catch a bit of it, but it seemed like she said, "Its not surprising at all, considering this family." "What was that, Mel?" I asked. "Nothing," she said stoically. "'Night, Damon." "'Night, Mel. Let me know if you need anything, okay?" She nodded before she disappeared into Kelsey's bedroom, closing the door. I sighed as I went into my bathroom, quickly brushing my teeth with a spare toothbrush and grabbing a two minute shower. After I'd gone into my bedroom, I rapidly changed into a sleep shirt and lay down on my bed. I texted Amanda, and she replied quickly, saying she loved me and putting a smiley face at the end. Her smiley face seemed cuter than any other smiley face I'd ever seen. We texted back and forth for a good twenty minutes, then we wished each other a good night. In her last message, Amanda told me that Diana had gotten there early, and so she was already snuggled up on the nurses' bed in the small room. I was just about to fall asleep when my door to the bathroom opened. "Damon?" Melissa asked, her voice soft and vulnerable. She was crying. "Yeah?" I asked, sitting upright. "You okay?" "I know that ... that this is stupid, but could I sleep with you, please?" she asked. I blinked in surprise. It was the first time I'd heard her use the word 'please' in forever. Mel tended not to plead with people. "Yeah, but are you okay?" I asked worriedly. She walked over to my bed, sniffling softly. She was wearing one of Kelsey's tank tops as well as a pair of pajama pants, and she looked absolutely amazing. Kel's tank top was too small for her, stretching around her breasts in an unbelievable way. "Yeah. I just can't stop crying while lying in Kelsey's room. I'm so worried about her," she sniffed. "I know. Me too." I patted the bed beside me, and she quickly lay down, shifting onto her right side with her back towards me. "I'm sorry that I forced you into coming home with me," Melissa said softly. "I didn't want you to have to leave Amanda there. I figured she'd just come with us, and she'd sleep here with you." "It's okay," I sighed. "I just wish you felt you could trust me enough to tell me what's wrong." "It's nothing to do with me not trusting you," Mel said mournfully. "It's that I don't think you could handle the truth." "Mel, please tell me!" She sobbed away a few more tears, then she shook her head. I sighed in aggravation and lay back down. There had to be some way to get her to talk! "I love you, Damon. Thank you again," Mel said, her voice already sounding sleepy. "I love you too," I said, leaning in and giving her a kiss on her cheek. As I did so, suddenly I felt her fantastic ass bump against my cock. We both froze for a few seconds, our breathing heavy in the sudden stillness. I clenched my teeth, but my cock still grew hard. I couldn't help it. Mel's ass felt as wonderful as Kelsey's did. "Easy there, tiger. Kelsey's the one who likes to fuck her brother, not me," Melissa said quietly as she bumped against my cock with her ass, pushing it away. "I'm sorry, Mel. You know I didn't mean to—" "Sshhh, I know. It's okay. Just go to sleep," she said reassuringly. I rolled over onto my other side, cursing myself for being such a fucking jack-off. Maybe I could slide my hands inside her pajama pants and finger her while I was at it! I disgustedly pulled my part of the blanket over my shoulder, then I lay awake for awhile. I had thought about joking to Melissa that she couldn't know whether she'd like fucking her brother if she'd never tried it. But a small part of me told me that that would be a very, very bad idea. Seeing as how it was the same part that had tried to tell me Kelsey was the culprit behind my breakup with Kim, I paid close attention to it. My thoughts and stomach were in turmoil until I finally fell asleep. ------- We woke up at seven the next morning and got dressed after Melissa used Kelsey's shower to freshen up. We grabbed some bread and deli meat on our way out, quickly making our way back over to the hospital. Amanda was waiting for us at Radiology, and I ran over towards her, wrapping her in a huge hug. "I'm so sorry I had to leave you alone," I whispered softly. Amanda smiled at me and gave me a huge kiss, gently probing my mouth with her tongue. "Hey, this is a hospital. Get a room, you two," Melissa said, sighing exaggeratively for our benefit. "You're just jealous," Amanda teased. Melissa winked at my girlfriend. "No, honey, I'm afraid you've got me confused with someone else. It's the younger sister that has the hots for her brother, not the older one." "Whatever. You know you want him!" Amanda grinned. She and my sister stared at each other for several moments, then they both burst into giggles. Melissa took Amanda in her arms and hugged her gently. "I'm sorry for stealing your boyfriend last night." "It's okay, but you now owe me one," Amanda said. Melissa smiled as she went off to the bathroom. "Did you get any answers out of her?" Amanda asked me. "No, but I plan on bugging her until she tells me," I said darkly. We sat around for awhile until a nurse asked us who we were there for. We gave her Kelsey's name, and she walked off, returning a few minutes later to say that Kelsey was due for her MRI in about twenty minutes. Mom and Dad came in about ten minutes after that, and all of us sat around impatiently. I noticed again that Melissa was going out of her way to ignore Mom, but even more specifically Dad. I wanted to know what was going on so badly I could practically taste it. The door to Radiology opened again, and Jonathan wheeled Stacey into the waiting room in a wheelchair. Amanda ran over and tightly hugged her friend. "Did you two steal that wheelchair?" I joked, giving Stacey a kiss on her forehead. "No, I told the doctor I was going to go down and be here for Kelsey's MRI, and he could either get me a wheelchair, or he could watch me walk. He saw my point quickly enough," Stacey said with a satisfied smile. "How come you're able to bully him so much?" She shrugged. "All the staff walks on pins and needles around me. I guess Daddy's a generous donor or something." I helped her get out of the wheelchair, and she sat down beside Amanda and Melissa, quietly talking with them. The minutes seemed to absolutely crawl by, even worse than they did when I was in class, but finally a radiologist came out, holding a few medical scans. "Are you Kelsey Alicia Richard's family?" he asked. Each of us nodded, our hearts stuck in our throat. Melissa was squeezing my hand so fiercely I thought she was gonna break it. "I've got really good news. Everything looks fine on the scans. There's still a bit of residual swelling, which is not uncommon after such accidents, but that should clear up in several days. We'll do another MRI at that point to be sure, but from how it looks right now she should have no lasting effects at all." "So that means ... no brain damage?" I asked hopefully. He smiled. "As far as we can see, no. Her brain's in great shape." Mom broke out into tears of happiness, while Melissa and I hugged each other so tightly I was amazed her ribs didn't crack. Dad walked over to the radiologist to thank him and to ask him a few more questions while I hugged Amanda, then I ran over to Mom and lifted her clear off the ground in happiness. Everyone was hugging and crying, but I again noticed that Melissa avoided Mom and Dad. "How long will it be before she comes out of her coma?" Amanda asked. The radiologist shrugged. "That's difficult to say. Usually patients with non-permanent head trauma wake up in a matter of a few days to a week, but it could go longer than that. There's just no way to really tell." We thanked him profusely, then walked along as a Medical Assistant rolled Kelsey back to her room in the ICU about fifteen minutes later. Spirits were much higher the rest of the day, and we talked and laughed with each other as we sat around Kelsey, holding her hand and kissing her from time to time. The bruises on Kelsey's face were slowly residing, and I could swear that her lips even had a bit of a smile to them. Carynne's reaction to the news put an even bigger smile on everyone's face as the wonderful brunette sank to her knees and cried with joy, then proceeded to smother everyone in kisses, even my Dad. He had a surprised look on his face and gave Mom a guilty glance, but she just grinned at him while the gorgeous girl smooched him. Purely on instinct, I glanced over at Melissa while Carynne smooched my dad, and I saw a look of pure disgust on her face. I first attributed it to jealousy, but then realized that didn't make any sense. With the way Mel was avoiding Dad, the last thing she'd be was jealous. Was her disgust aimed at Dad? I thought about asking her, but figured she'd just tell me I couldn't handle it again. Right around four in the afternoon, Amanda tapped me on my shoulder. "Shouldn't you call your coach?" I gave her a grateful smile and walked out of the ICU, calling Coach and explaining to him what had happened. His initially angry demeanor instantly changed once he heard about my sister, and though he exhorted me to still compete in State, he said he'd understand if I didn't. I debated whether to break the news of my broken hand to him, but decided against it. I wasn't going to swim anyways, so what was the point? Katie came by later that day, and her happiness at the news was no less than Carynne's, though she expressed it with hugs rather than kisses. All of us went out together to eat that night, and though we probably each had varying levels of hope that Kelsey would be awake by the time we came back, she was unfortunately still motionless. Mom and Dad left after visiting hours were over, while Carynne, Amanda, Katie, Melissa and I sat in the waiting room, talking for a bit. Eventually we grew tired and decided to go home. "Do you want me to come home with you again?" I asked my sister. "Please?" she asked softly, her eyes underscoring her need for me to be there. I sighed and nodded, turning towards Amanda. "I'm sorry, honey." "It's okay. I think I may go home myself, if you don't mind. I really need a shower, and it'd be nice to sleep in my own bed," she said. "Of course, I understand," I said, wrapping her in my arms and holding her tightly. "I just kind of want someone to be here." "I'll stay here tonight," Carynne offered. "Are you sure?" I asked her. "Yeah. I don't want Kelsey to wake up and nobody to be here. It's fine. I'll go to school straight from here." I gave her a soft kiss to thank her, and her smile was so ravishing I felt my knees buckle a bit. We kissed Katie goodnight, then left the hospital, waving at Carynne. I dropped Amanda off at her place, and she gave me a long, sultry kiss. "Do you think we should go back to school on Friday?" she asked. I sighed. "Let's deal with that question tomorrow." "Sure," she said sweetly. "I love you." "I love you too. Sleep well." Melissa and I waved at her when we drove off. "She's a great girl," Melissa said admiringly. "You don't deserve her." "I know," I said happily. The news about Kelsey had put me in a terrific mood, and it seemed that nothing would be able to get me down. Mel and I chatted about minor things on our way home. As soon as we walked into the kitchen, Mom came over and hugged me fiercely, obviously still deliriously happy at the news. I crushed her against me and kissed her cheek. Once I let her go, I saw Mom's almost desperate desire to hug Melissa as well. Melissa seemed to resist the temptation for a few moments, then she gave in, wrapping her arms around Mom. Melissa's eyes softened and for just a moment she seemed actually happy being near her mother again. "It's great news, isn't it, Damon?" Dad asked as he walked into the kitchen, smiling as he saw Mom and Mel hugging each other. "Yeah, Dad." Mom let go of Melissa, and Dad immediately took the opportunity to come over and try to wrap his daughter in a hug of his own. The change in Melissa's face was immediate and unmistakable. Her eyes grew black as night, and she fiercely clenched her teeth as she drew back. "Don't you touch me!" she hissed at him. "Mel, what's wrong?" Mom asked, completely stunned, but Melissa quickly stepped around an embarrassed Dad, and I could hear her running upstairs, disappearing into Kelsey's bedroom and furiously slamming the door behind her. "I'll go talk to her," I said, throwing Dad a sympathetic glance as I quickly walked upstairs. I knew Mel was still angry at what had happened several years ago, but it was rather harsh of her to treat Dad like this. Furthermore, with what I had learned about not letting anger fester forever, I made up my mind to get her to forgive both of them, and to at least partially heal the rift that existed between my sister and my parents. It'd be a good way to atone for what I'd done. I knocked on Kelsey's bedroom door, my heart clenching at the sound of Melissa's sobs. "Go away!" she screamed. "Mel, it's me. Open the door, please," I said. It was quiet for a few moments, then the door unlocked. I quickly opened it and stepped inside before she'd change her mind. Mel wasted no time in locking it again behind me. "Okay, Mel, what the hell is all this about?" I asked. She angrily wiped away a few tears, shaking her head. "Nothing. It's none of your business." "Come on, talk to me!" "No," she said coldly, laying down on Kelsey's bed and pulling a blanket over herself. I sat down beside her and put my hand on her shoulder. She actually flinched at first, but then she noticeably relaxed. "Mel, please. I know that you're still angry at them over what happened five years ago, but you—" She whirled around and glared at me, her eyes hovering around the dark side of the spectrum. "You don't know jack shit, Damon! So spare me your patronizing!" "I know why you left," I said softly. "Oh, you do? Really!" she snorted. "Yes. Mom told me." "Did she now? And what did she tell you?" "That you found her rules too restrictive and too severe." Melissa shook her head. "And you think that is why I left? Because of Mom's stupid little rules?" "Yes, I think so," I said, nodding. "I'm not your enemy, Mel. Please just talk to me. Why won't you forgive her for it?" She sighed with exasperation. "You think you have it all figured out, don't you? Your stupid ditz of a sister can't handle a few little clothing rules, and so she runs away, is that it?" I shrugged my shoulders. "Isn't it?" Her eyes glittered more darkly. "Did you ever consider the fact that I could have just done what Kelsey did? And just go out wearing jeans and a sweater, then change when I got to the club?" I blinked several times. "Eh..." "Obviously you didn't. Look, little brother, I appreciate you wanting to fix this, but there's so many things you don't know about that you're basically just completely clueless. Just leave it alone, okay?" she asked. I swallowed as I gathered up my courage, then looked deeply in her eyes. "I know about the baby, Mel. I know that those guys got you pregnant." A wave of pain shot through my sister's face, and she fully burst into tears. I wrapped my arms around her, and she clung to me as her wails of anguish tore straight through my soul. I kept kissing the top of her head, caressing her gently, while she let the pain out for what seemed like a very long time. Finally she let go of me, leaning back a little and sighing. "She told you about that?" I nodded. "Also about your miscarriage." "Yeah, my miscarriage," she said bitterly, almost biting off the word. I waited for a few moments to see if she'd say anything else, but she just sat there, staring off into space. "Mel, you have to let it go. Can't you see how devastated Mom is over the way you're treating her?" I saw her lip wobble, and fresh tears welled up in her eyes. "Yes," she said softly. "Then please stop being angry and forgive her!" She shook her head. "I can't." "Yes, you can!" I said encouragingly. "Please don't keep that anger inside! I know what it feels like, and it's disgusting, and foul, and it never wants to leave. But you can make it leave! All you need to do is forgive her." "I can't, Damon," Melissa said quietly. I groaned in disgust, feeling myself get angry again. Why was she so fucking stubborn? "Jesus, Mel, you made a mistake! You were not the first teenager in the world to get group fucked and wind up pregnant, okay? Mom and Dad made a mistake in the way they dealt with it, and with you. Just let it go! It happened five years ago, don't you think it's time you forgave them?!" Every one of my words was like a blow against her, and I saw her flinch under my assault. Finally, one I was done, she clenched her teeth together. "Get out!" she hissed. "Mel, I'm sorry, but—" "Get out now before I fucking throw you out!" she screamed, tears streaming down her face. I sighed and got up. "Just think about what I said. Please?" I said softly, before walking through the bathroom door and pulling it shut behind me. I could hear the sound of her crying until late that night, when I finally fell asleep. ------- It was somewhere in the middle of the night when I felt someone sit down on the bed beside me. I woke with a start, but Melissa gently put her hand on my chest. "Relax, it's just me." "Hey," I said sleepily. I leaned back on my elbows, trying to blink my eyes clear. "Are you okay?" "I guess. I'm sorry for yelling at you. This isn't your fault, and it's not your problem. I was a bitch for getting mad at you, and I'm sorry." "It's okay. I just wish you'd let it—" She put her finger on my lip to shush me. "I can't, Damon. And it's not because I don't want to, because I do. I miss Mom just as much as I miss you and Kelsey. I just can't forgive her." "Mel, I know you love her! I've seen your eyes when you hug her! You want to..." I suddenly stopped. Why was she only talking about Mom? "What about Dad?" I asked hesitantly. Her demeanor hardened again instantly. "I can't forgive him either." "Can't, or won't?" "Both." "Is it just me, or are you more angry at Dad than at Mom?" She sat silently, not saying anything. After a few moments, I said, "I'll take that as a yes. Why won't you at least forgive Mom then? Why still be angry at her after all this time?" She let out a long sigh. "I'm not angry at her. I just can't forgive her." "Mel, that just doesn't make any sense." "Whatever. Would you mind if I sleep beside you again?" I paused briefly. "I don't mind, on one condition." "No, you can't touch my boobs," she said dryly. It was so unexpected that I burst into laughter, and I saw her smile at me in the soft moonlight streaming in through my windows. She bent down and gave me a swift kiss, then she cuddled up beside me, shivering under my blanket. "Hey, I said 'on one condition!'" I objected. "What are you gonna do, throw me out?" she grinned. "I'm sure I'd be the hottest girl you've ever thrown out of your bed!" "You're changing the subject." "No, I already changed it. I'm not forgiving them, Damon, so just let it go." "But—" "No," she said definitively. I bit my lip until agony shot through me, and I tasted blood. I wanted so badly to reunite Mel with Mom and Dad, yet she just wouldn't listen to reason! There had to be some way to get her to tell me why she was still so angry at our parents. The answer eluded me, however, and I eventually felt myself get tired again. "'Night, Mel," I said, turning over and preparing to go to sleep. "'Night." I drifted off into a restless slumber. ------- I woke up the next morning to find Melissa lying on her side, cuddled up against me with her head and her right arm resting on my chest. She must have rolled over during the night and just gotten comfy like that. The added heat of her body to mine had made us both warm enough that we had tossed the blanket to the foot of the bed, where it just covered the bottom part of my legs. I glanced at my clock and saw that it was almost 7:30am, so I gently touched her shoulder. "Mel, wake up." "Hmm?" she murmured, still asleep, shifting her head on my chest and snuggling up a little closer. I grit my teeth when I felt her breasts rub against my side. Knock it the fuck off, you sick asshole! I berated myself, though I knew I couldn't really help it. Melissa was just too gorgeous, and she reminded me too much of Kelsey, for my body to not respond to her nearness. My cock rose in my boxers, and I stared at it in dismay, desperately trying to make it go down again. Of course, that was the moment that Mel chose to wake up, and she stretched against me, sending even more shivers running through my spine when her breasts pressed against me. She looked a bit puzzled once she saw how she was cuddled up against me, and she quickly sat up. "Sorry, Damon, I think you made for a nice pillow while I was asleep. I didn't mean to..." her voice trailed off when she saw my rampantly hard cock. I blushed furiously and began to stammer, "Mel ... I'm sorry, I—" She put her finger on my lips to silence me. "Sshhh, it's okay. You're a teenage boy, it's not like you can help getting hard in the morning." I swallowed and nodded rapidly, more than eager to let her think it was just a normal morning hard-on that I was suffering from, as opposed to getting excited from her amazing body. Melissa got a pondering expression on her face, then she grinned. Her grin turned into a beautiful smile as she glanced blatantly at my cock, then she deliberately stretched lazily, her breasts proudly standing out in Kelsey's too-small tank top even as it clung to her tight stomach. She let out a little moan, ostensibly from stretching; I felt my mouth go dry, and my cock shuddered because of the feelings thundering through me. Melissa grinned as she saw me suffer while watching her. "I'm beginning to think that you actually like what you see?" "Now you're just being cruel," I complained sourly. She bent forward and gave me a soft kiss on my forehead. "Please, I know Kelsey. She's teased you much more than this, admit it." "I thought you said you didn't like the idea of fucking your brother?" "No, but teasing you sure is a lot of fun," she giggled, getting up and taking her sweet time to display her ass to its full, devastating effect. Before I even had time to think about it, I hauled off and slapped her ass hard. "Ow! You little jerk!" she gasped as she spun around, glaring at me. "That's what you get for being a tease," I said challengingly. "Oh yeah?" she hissed, jumping on top of me and pinning me down on the bed without warning. I struggled against her, but despite the fact she was a bit shorter than I was—about five inches taller than Kelsey—Mel was surprisingly strong, and she finally pinned my arms above my head, taking care not to hurt my broken hand. "Ha! Now beg me for mercy, and I might let you go," Melissa said delightedly. She was sitting on my stomach, bent over, with her breasts almost in my face. "That'll be the day!" I grunted, trying to shake myself loose. I had to admit I wasn't trying very hard. I hadn't tried very hard to resist her pinning my arms above my head either. She gave me a cruel grin and slowly slid herself down, until her ass touched my cock. The feel of her curves against my shaft was like liquid ecstasy, and I groaned deeply. "Is this how Kelsey got you excited the first time?" she breathed. "By grinding her sexy little ass against your cock?" I glared at her, but it just seemed to excite her more. She lowered herself until her full tits pressed against my chest. Her nipples were hard and standing firm in her tank top, pushing wonderfully against me. "Mel, stop! Please," I moaned. I was inches away from losing control. "Not until you beg for mercy," she whispered. I closed my eyes. "Mercy." She sighed deeply and quickly got off me. "You sure give up easily," she said, obviously disappointed. I gave her an angry stare. "What? What the fuck is this, Mel? Did you want to just tease the shit out of me, is that it?" "Oh, lighten up!" she berated me. "I was just kidding." "It wasn't very funny." "What do you want, Damon? Do you want me to help you take care of your hard cock? Do you want me to jerk you off? Is that it?" she said exasperatedly. I stared at her in dismay. "Christ, could you be any more confusing? You say over and over that you're not the one who likes incest, that you're not Kelsey, but you want to sleep in my bed with me, and now you're grinding on my cock. So what is it?" "It was a joke!" she said, clearly getting agitated. "And I'm sorry for asking to sleep in your bed! It won't happen again, don't worry!" With that she stormed into the bathroom and back into Kelsey's room, slamming the door shut behind her. "Shit!" I muttered, quickly getting up and following her. Fortunately she hadn't locked her door, and I walked in to find her sitting on Kelsey's bed, her face in her hands, crying her heart out. I sat down beside her and gently wrapped my arm around her shoulders. "I'm sorry." She shook her head. "It's not you, it's me. I'm so messed up! I should have never come back here, I just can't deal with it!" "Deal with what?" I asked compassionately. "Mel, please trust me." "I'm sorry I teased you. You're right, that was just a bitchy thing to do," she sobbed. "It's okay. I just can't figure out why you did it, if you're so opposed to the idea of messing around with me?" She looked up at me, her heart in her eyes. "Don't you get it? I'm not against the idea of fooling around with you. You're a great guy, you're hot, you're sweet. I fully understand why Kelsey's had the hots for you all this time." "But ... then ... huh?" I stammered, totally lost. "It's not that I don't want to. It's just that I couldn't handle doing that ... not again." Alarm bells went off in my brain so loudly that I thought my head was exploding. "Again? But we never..." I trailed off. Melissa was watching me, her eyes full of tears, not speaking. She seemed to wait for me to figure it out myself. She obviously wasn't talking about fucking me since we'd never done that. So what had she been referring to when she'd said 'again', if it wasn't fucking me? Just plain fucking? From what Mom had told me, Mel had done that enough that it didn't make any sense either, and I doubted she lived a saint's life in L.A ... So that left ... what? Incest? A cold feeling settled in the pit of my stomach. Had Mel fucked someone in our family before? I quickly discarded Mom, since there was no way Mom would ever do that. Kelsey was, of course, a very likely option, knowing how much Kel loved fucking girls, but somehow I doubted that having had Kelsey fuck her would have left Mel in such anguish. So that only left ... oh no. "Dad?" I asked in utter bewilderment. Melissa didn't say anything, but she started crying harder, giving truth to my words. "Oh God, Mel. Have you fucked Dad? Is that it? Is that what this is all about?" She tried to speak but couldn't, her words drowning under her tears. I just gently held her against me, letting her weep. A million scenarios went through my head, though none of them helped me figure out why she'd be so angry at Mom. When she finally started to recover from her crying fit, I asked softly, "Mel, if you seduced Dad, and you fucked him, why are you—" "I didn't seduce him!" she spat, her tone so full of anger that I literally jumped in surprise. "I didn't fuck him either! He fucked me!" It felt as if a hammer slammed against my head, and I was left reeling at her confession. Melissa's face went through a whole range of emotions, from fear to shame and finally to anger. Noxious, furious anger. I swallowed deeply, suddenly feeling very small. "What happened? When did this happen?" She angrily sniffed away her tears. "Are you sure you want to know? Because it will forever alter your life, little brother. Once I tell you the truth, there's no going back." I set my face and nodded stoically. "Tell me." She let out a huge sigh and dropped her hands in her lap. "Mom told you about that night when I came home with those boys, right?" "Right. You'd had sex with them, and that's what got you pregnant." "No, that's not what happened. They brought me home, and I'll admit that I'd messed around with them. I'd had too much to drink, and things got a little out of hand. I had cum on my face, and in my hair, and some on my clothes. I know I looked like a slut. I'd been behaving like a slut. They dropped me off at the door and took off again, yelling at me that I was the greatest, shit like that. "I tried to sneak into the house quietly, figuring everyone would be asleep. Instead, Dad was in the kitchen. He scared the crap out of me, since it was dark, and I didn't see him. He told me to turn the light on, and I didn't want to, because of ... well, you know, because of how I looked, but he told me to turn the light on again, and I just decided to suck it up and face the music. After all, the worst he could do was ground me, right? "He just ... he just went crazy as soon as he saw me. He walked up to me and called me a slut, berating me for the way I looked, covered in cum. He was getting angry, and I was getting really scared because I'd seen him get angry like that before, and I knew he wasn't at all rational when it happened. I tried to apologize for what had happened, but he snarled at me to shut up, and then..." Tears rolled down her face as she paused, and I took her hand in mine, squeezing it. "Go on, it's okay." She nodded. "He tore my tank top off. Just with one violent yank. Broke the strap and everything. I wasn't wearing a bra, I never did at the time, and he just grabbed my tits and roughly squeezed them. I was frozen, I didn't know what to do. I tried to say something and couldn't. He pulled me with him and put me up on the kitchen counter, then sneered at me when he saw I wasn't wearing panties under my skirt. He said I turned him on so much, that I was a dirty slut for fucking all those boys and for having all that cum on my face, and then..." Her voice became really quiet. "He fucked me. Right on the kitchen counter." I closed my eyes, feeling my head get woozy. Dad had fucked Melissa ... had fucked his own daughter while calling her a slut. I couldn't believe it, I didn't want to believe it; it had to be some sort of mistake, but how could it be when she was right there, telling me the whole story? It had happened. "He was licking my face, whispering to me, calling me a slut and a little fucktoy. He didn't last long, and he came inside me for what seemed like minutes. He was panting and told me that I was a good girl, giving me a kiss on my face. He said I should go clean up and take a shower, and to use their bathroom so I wouldn't wake you and Kelsey. "I was so ashamed, so I went into the shower like he told me, and I tried to scrub myself clean. He joined me in the shower a few minutes later, naked, and he just took me again. He came inside me again, twice, then he gently washed me and toweled me off. He told me to go to my room and never tell anyone if I knew what was good for me. I was so scared, Damon ... I didn't know what to do, so I did as he told me." "Jesus, Mel," I said, having trouble getting the words out. "Mom and Dad both came up to my room the next day. Mom was livid over me having sex with those boys, and Dad kept staring at me with angry eyes, making motions behind her back that I needed to be quiet about everything. So I just agreed with what Mom said because I was really scared of him. She came up with her stupid clothing rule, and I quickly agreed. I'd have agreed to anything to get them out of my room. "I tried to avoid Dad as much as I could the next week, then I went out again that Saturday. I hoped it would maybe get my mind off what had happened. I thought maybe I could pretend it had just been sex with another boy. I didn't even think about my outfit, so I just put on my usual stuff, you know, sexy clothes, and went out. When I came home wearing that, Mom absolutely freaked out and told me I was grounded for a month. I yelled at her, but it didn't do any good, so I finally gave up, and I locked myself in my room every night, just to make sure that Dad couldn't get in." She sighed and swallowed several times. I got up and got her a glass of water from the bathroom, and she smiled at me with a sweet expression, downing the entire glass in one go. Then she continued, "I got morning sickness about four weeks later. Mom and I went to the hospital where they told me I was pregnant. Mom just went ballistic. She tore into me in the car on the way home, and I tried to scream at her that it wasn't my fault, but she wouldn't listen. She called me a slut, and said that this is what happened when you have group sex with a ton of boys." I sat quietly, my mind trying to process everything she was telling me all at once, but it was too much. I was absolutely reeling. Most of Mel's story fit with what Mom had told me, but of course Mom had never mentioned Dad fucking Mel. She wouldn't have wanted me to know. Or ... did she not know herself? "Does Mom know about this?" I asked. Mel shook her head. "I don't think so. I never told her, and I doubt he would have. She never gave any indication that he knew." "So why are you so angry at her then? If she didn't know, then—" "I have to be, Damon! Don't you see? If I'm only angry at Dad, then everyone will quickly figure out that Dad must have done something. I have to be angry at both of them to keep up the appearance that I'm angry just because of those stupid rules! To keep anyone from suspecting!" I frowned, not getting it. "So you're making Mom miserable in order to protect Dad?" She shook her head. "I'm not just protecting Dad, I'm protecting all of you. Including Mom." "That doesn't make any sense." "What do you think happens if Mom finds out that Dad fucked me, Damon?" "She'd be mad at him?" Melissa snorted. "That's an understatement! She'd divorce him in a heartbeat and probably file a court order against him, preventing him from ever seeing his children again. The entire family would be torn to shreds. You know Kelsey's a daddy's girl through and through; I don't want to take him away from her—no matter how much of a bastard he is!" I slowly nodded. In a weird, tangled way her reasoning made sense. But it wasn't right. "You have to make your peace with Mom. Having you here, treating her like this ... it's killing her." Melissa shook her head. "I'm not going to." "Mel, she loves you, for God's sake! Don't punish her because of Dad's mistake. She's your mom!" "My Mom?" Melissa said angrily, her tears starting to flow again. "Where was Mom when we needed her, huh? Why the fuck didn't she protect us from him?!" she screamed. I shrank back from her anger, and Melissa got up, running into the bathroom. Soon after I could hear her retching, and I quickly joined her, kneeling beside her as she was bent over the toilet, vomiting up nasty streams of bile. I gently held her until she was finally done puking, then I gave her a fresh glass of water as well as a small hand towel to clean herself with. "Thank you," she said softly. "Are you okay?" I asked, my voice laced with concern. She shrugged slightly. "It's just stress. I've been vomiting for the last two days." "What? That can't be healthy?" "Yeah, well ... what am I gonna do? It'll pass again." I sighed. "Mel, I understand you're angry, but you can't hold what happened against Mom. Look at what it's doing to you! She wasn't even there that night that Dad ... that he took you. She'd gone to visit her sister, you know that. And everything else, she did because she didn't know the full picture," I said, trying to sound reasonable. "I'm not angry because she wasn't there that night. I'm angry at her because of what happened after that," she said coldly. I felt a shiver tear through me, like someone walked over my grave. "There's more?" She shook her head. "You don't want to know this, Damon. Trust me." I looked right in her eyes. "Tell me, Mel." She sighed as we walked back to Kelsey's bed, sitting down beside each other. She stared at me for a long time before finally nodding. "I locked myself in my bedroom when we came back. I didn't want to see anyone or talk to anyone. I'd sneak out at night to get some food, then I'd go right back inside. Mom ignored me for a few days, then she came upstairs, demanding to talk to me. I didn't let her in, so she sent Dad to deal with me. I didn't want to let him in either, but he calmly demanded I open the door, or else he'd kick it in. He made it very clear that I'd be very, very unhappy if he had to do that." Suddenly something clicked in my mind. "Wait ... is that why you wanted me to come home with you if you had to sleep here? Because of Dad?" She gave me a sad look. "Yes. I was worried he'd come after me again, and he'd just as easily kick down Kelsey's door as he would mine. I knew if you were here I could always flee to your room if I had to." I had to clench my teeth at the idea that my sister was too scared of her own father to come back to her own house. How the fuck could he have done this to her? "Is that why you came to sleep with me at night? Because you were scared?" She sighed quietly. "I guess maybe a little. Though mostly it was because I just got so sad lying in Kel's bedroom, thinking of her being in that fucking hospital." I nodded and squeezed her hand in comfort. When she saw I wasn't going to say anything else, Mel continued, "Anyways, Dad was demanding I let him in, and I finally opened the door. He was furious and told me to stop behaving like a stupid child after he came in. He warned me to never reveal what had happened between us and to start acting like a normal member of this family again. He also said he'd come up with a solution for the baby issue." My skin crawled at the way she said 'solution'. "What did he do?" "That next weekend, you, Mom and Kelsey were gone for a few days. He told me to get a fresh set of clothes, then he put me in his squad car and drove me to the hospital." Melissa coldly stared at me, her anger shimmering in her eyes. I shook my head. I knew what was coming, and I didn't want to hear it. I didn't want it to be true. Not Dad. He couldn't have! "And there he made me have an abortion," Mel said, her voice almost dead. "Oh my God," I said, feeling tears run down my cheeks. "Mel..." "The whole process took a few hours, and several doctors kept asking me if I really wanted this. Dad was beside me the whole time, just making sure I gave all the right answers. I didn't dare say no with him there. Maybe they let him stay because he was a cop, I don't know. Anyways, after it was done, he drove me home, and again warned me to never tell anyone. "He left the house, I guess to go to work, leaving me alone. I cried for awhile, then I decided I wasn't going to live the rest of my life in fear of him. I packed my bags, left a note for Mom, stole the money I knew was under the TV in their bedroom, took a cab to the bus station, then took the bus to L.A.," she said quietly. "It broke my heart to leave you and Kelsey, and even Mom, but I couldn't stay anywhere near him anymore. I knew that every time I'd see him I'd be reminded of the baby he made me abort, and I'd live in fear of what he'd do to me afterwards. Fear of what would happen the next time I came home, and he was horny." "Did he rape you?" I asked hesitantly. She shrugged. "It doesn't matter." "What? Of course it matters!" I exclaimed. "No, it doesn't. It happened five years ago, he's a cop, and I won't press charges either way. So what difference does it make?" "It makes a difference to me," I said grimly. She stared at me for what seemed a long time. "I didn't want him to fuck me ... but I never told him to stop," she said quietly. I felt anger seething through me, the same type of anger that had caused me to put Kelsey and Stacey in the hospital. Part of me longed to embrace it, but I shuddered violently, managing to get it to subside, at least for awhile. I felt a cold sweat break out all over my body. Right then I hated him. Hated my own dad. He had fucking destroyed Mel's life! "So now that you know, what do we do?" Mel asked, her voice still quiet. I shook my head. "God, Mel, I don't know. I just don't know ... I need some time to think about this, okay?" She nodded sadly as she reached over, giving me a kiss. "I'm sorry that I put this on you, little brother. I never wanted to tell anyone, but now that I have ... I feel a little better. Thank you." "You're welcome. I'll do anything for you, Mel, you know that. I wish you had told me this five years ago." She gave me a small smile. "When you were thirteen going on eight?" I stared at her, then I broke into a grin. "Hey now!" "Oh whatever! You were an annoying little shit, and you know it!" I chuckled as I nodded. "Yeah, you're right. I'm sorry again about that." "It's okay. It's not like I was much better when I was that age. In any case, what were you gonna do at thirteen? You probably didn't even know what sex was back then." "I did too!" "Really? When was the first time you kissed a girl, you little dork?" Melissa teased, her eyes boring holes in my skull. I squirmed a little under that gaze before I finally whispered, "It was Rebecca Micnitz. Probably when I was fourteen or fifteen or so." She gave me a cute smile. "Wow, if Kelsey really had gotten her hands on you back then, she'd have just destroyed your innocent ass. You'd have come running to me and begged me to get her off you!" I threw up my hands in surrender. "Okay, fine, I wouldn't have been able to do anything then. But I can sure do something now!" "Like what?" she asked, her face worried. "I don't know yet. But I'll figure something out," I said determinedly. "In the meantime, you have to make up with Mom!" Her beautiful face pulled into a frown. "I already told you that—" "That you're keeping up a charade, yes, I know. It's bullshit, Mel." "What?!" "You heard me: it's bullshit. You've been breaking Mom's heart for five years. When she told me what had happened, why you left, you should have seen the anguish in her face. You should have heard her say how badly she wants to ask you if she could just come visit you, or if she could be allowed to call you more often. And that she doesn't dare to ask, because she's worried you'll get angry over it, and that you wouldn't even call her on your birthdays anymore!" Melissa stared at me, her eyes wide in shock. "It devastates her every day that she can't talk to you—her own daughter—when she wants to!" I pressed on. "Is that what you want? You want Mom to be miserable for the rest of her life, because of what Dad did to you?" "No," she said, so softly I couldn't really even hear. "You've kept up this fable that you're angry over those dumbass rules for all this time, to protect us somehow, and it needs to stop, Mel. It does way more harm than good. Mom doesn't deserve this. She loves you, you know she does. She loves you so much it's tearing her apart that she can't let you know. She is actually scared to tell you she loves you, you know that? I can see it in her face. She's worried that if she says it, you'll get angry at her for it! Your own mother!" Melissa lowered her face into her heads and started crying again. I felt like the biggest bag of shit for doing this to her, but I had to push on. "Make up with her, Mel, please!" "But, what they did to me—" "No, Mel. Not what they did to you. What Dad did to you! Do you think for a second that Mom would've sent Dad to your room if she knew he was going to threaten you? Do you think that she would have ever, ever consented to forcing you into an abortion? Mom? When I asked her what she'd been planning to do, after you had locked yourself in your room, you know what she said?" "No..." "She said she was going to take care of you, because you were carrying her grandchild!" Melissa's wail tore straight into my heart. She fell back on the bed, rolling up into a fetal position and burying her face into the mattress. I quickly pulled her head into my lap, gently stroking her hair, whispering that I loved her, that Mom loved her, over and over. I grimaced in anguish that I hurt her so badly, but it seemed like it was the only way to get through to her. She cried for nearly fifteen minutes, then she just lay in my lap for awhile, sniffling softly. When she finally looked up, her face was all puffy and red from her grief. "How can I make up with her without revealing what Dad did?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper. "Let's worry about that later," I said encouragingly. "For now, let's just pretend you've forgiven her for those stupid rules of hers and want to be closer to her again. You don't need to give a reason. I'll try and figure something out about what to do with the rest." "Like what?" "I don't know. But I'll come up with something." ------- Amanda knew there was something wrong with me the moment I picked her up from her house, but she just kissed me and seemed content to wait it out. Perhaps she figured it had to do with Mel, and I didn't want to tell her in front of my sister. Once we got to the hospital, getting comfortable—as much as was possible—in Kelsey's room, I took Amanda to the ICU waiting room and sat down beside her. "I don't really know how to tell you this, because I'm afraid you might get angry," I said warily. "There have been a few things that have happened since yesterday." Amanda's beautiful face got a slightly worried cast to it, and she grabbed my hand. "I think it's best if you just come out and say it." I nodded. "The first thing is that I got a voicemail from Kim yesterday." Her eyes grew wider, but she stayed silent, waiting for me to continue. "She said she was sorry, and that she hoped I could forgive her for what she's done. For what she did with Jeff, and what she did to me." "Can you?" she asked slowly. "I think so," I sighed. "I like to think that I already have, but I don't know if it's as easy as thinking you've forgiven someone and then miraculously all the hard feelings go away." "Uh-huh. Are you still angry at her?" "No, I'm not. I can't blame her for what has happened, not when she got lied to and was manipulated." Amanda nodded slightly. "So was saying she was sorry all she wanted?" "I don't know," I said softly. "Here, I'll let you listen to it." I dialed my voicemail and handed Amanda my cellphone. She listened to Kim's message, worry showing on her face, and finally she disconnected the call, silently looking at me. "What do you think?" I asked her. "I don't know," she said, fidgeting nervously. "I don't know Kim, so I can't judge what she might have been thinking." "Katie thought she might be wanting to get back together with me," I said hesitantly. Amanda closed her eyes, and I could see the wave of pain rolling through her, her lips trembling. I got down on my knees in front of her and hugged her close. "Are you going to?" she finally asked, her heart in her voice, her face showing she clearly dreaded the answer. "What? No! Why would I ever want to when I have you?" I said quickly. She was surprised for a second, then the smile cracking on her face was like the sun breaking through on the first morning of spring. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me like she had never kissed me before, our mouths practically devouring each other. Eventually I had to pull back, just so I could get some air. I fell down on my ass and sat in front of her, smiling stupidly. "You did that deliberately, didn't you?" she accused, though her face showed she was just teasing. "Did what?" "Making me think you were going to go back to her!" I shook my head. "Oh, no, absolutely not! In fact, I'm a bit surprised that you even thought I'd entertain the notion." She lowered her head and whispered, "After you found out what Kel and Stacey had done, I was worried you wouldn't want to be with me anymore." I took her hands in my own, squeezing them reassuringly. "Why would you think that?" "Because it all got started with lies, and it's all built on lies," she said in a pained voice. "You're wrong," I said gently. I put my fingers under her chin and lifted her face until I could look straight in her eyes. "What we have is built on the fact that I love you, and that you love me. And that's not a lie. I love you, Amanda." Her smile was even more gorgeous than the one before, and she kissed me again. "I love you too." "I'm never letting you go. Ever. You better not fall in love with some jock in college, because I'll fight him to the death over you!" I said earnestly. She giggled. "Silly! Why would I ever fall in love with some dumbass jock when I have you? You're everything I ever wanted!" We smiled at each other and sat close, our foreheads touching. The warmth of Amanda's love helped chase away the cold that had invaded me after Melissa's story, at least for awhile. "Are the other things you have to tell me as scary as this one?" she finally asked. I couldn't help the worried frown on my face, and she immediately picked up on it. "Oh no. They are, aren't they?" I sighed. "I'm not sure, to be honest. I don't really know what to do about them." "I'd love to help you figure it out," she offered. I smiled as I sat back down beside her, holding her hands. "This morning, uh ... Mel kind of came on to me. I think." "What do you mean, you think?" she frowned. I told her what had happened that morning, with Melissa teasing me then abruptly breaking it off. Amanda sat quietly while she listened, and when I was done she let out a long, pensive sigh. "Wow." "Yeah." "If she'd kept on, would you have... ?" "I honestly don't know," I said, shaking my head. "She is so much like Kelsey, in so many ways, that it would have been really hard to resist. But at the same time, I would have felt like I was cheating on you." "I wouldn't have minded," Amanda said softly. "You wouldn't?" "No, not really. I told you you were free to do with your sister whatever you wanted, so—" "You obviously meant Kelsey when you said that." "Well, yeah, but Melissa's your sister too." I grinned at her. "That's like using the letter of the law to defeat the spirit of the law." She gave me a cute little smirk. "You know, I would have expected us to be on the exact opposite sides here." I laughed. "Yeah, no kidding." "But I can't blame Melissa for thinking you're hot and for wanting to find out what about you is driving Kelsey so crazy." "You're really serious, aren't you?" She nodded. "Uh-huh." "You are the most amazing girl in the entire world!" She grinned at me slyly. "And don't you forget it!" I still couldn't believe she was actually serious. "You'd really be okay if I had sex with Melissa?" "Yes!" "Honey, don't take this the wrong way, but why? Why would you willingly share me with another girl, especially one you barely even know?" She bit her bottom lip. "Because I'd want exactly that. To share." "Huh?" She blushed a little. "I'd want to fuck her with you." My cock practically tore through my pants, and an absolute earthquake of lust rippled through me. "Jesus!" She grinned at me. "You like that, don't you? "Yes!" I groaned. The image of Amanda ravaging my older sister was like a fucking vision. But as soon as I imagined it, thoughts of Kelsey quickly intruded. I grimaced a bit. "What's wrong?" she asked. "I don't think Kelsey would be very happy if I fucked Melissa. She'd pretty much see that as, like, the ultimate betrayal, wouldn't she?" Amanda frowned. "Why would she see that as a betrayal?" "Because I'd basically fuck the older, more curvy version of her?" She looked puzzled for several seconds, then suddenly her eyes got really wide. "Oh! You'd need to ask her first, of course, doofus!" I gave her a sheepish look. "Oh ... yeah." She shook her head at me though she was grinning broadly. "Oh my God, did you really think I was talking about fucking Melissa behind Kelsey's back?" "Eh..." She put her hand behind my neck and pulled me close for a kiss. "You have so much left to learn about girls." "I enjoy being taught?" I said cheekily. She laughed, a beautiful golden sound that reverberated through the waiting room. "Yeah, I know you do! In any case, yes, we would obviously wait until Kelsey was completely recovered, and we would obviously ask her if she'd be okay with it." "Do you think she would be?" She pondered the question for a little bit. "I'm not sure, to be honest. She'd probably be far more inclined to say yes if we made sure she knew she was invited too." "That's assuming Mel wants to fuck her own sister. And vice versa." "True." "And, for that matter, assuming that Mel even wants to have sex with me, or with a girl in the first place!" Amanda gave me a small grin. "I'm pretty sure that she's had sex with a girl, actually." "Huh? How do you know that?" She shrugged noncommittally. "Just a feeling I have. She seems very relaxed around girls, happy to kiss them, hug them, things she says. If I had to swear my life on it, I'd say she's been with a girl. Or multiple girls, even." "God," I groaned. I was getting out of my mind horny. Amanda gently elbowed me in my ribs. "Pervert! You're fantasizing about your two sisters fucking each other, aren't you?" "Can you blame me?!" She shook her head, a wicked grin on her face. "No. They're fucking each other to shreds in my mind right now too!" I gave her a shocked look, then I burst out laughing. "Pervert!" I teased. She broke into giggles, and we both just sat for awhile, laughing and giggling. However, eventually the reality of what else had happened that morning set back in, and my face turned grim again. "There's more, isn't there?" Amanda asked. It wasn't even so much a question as a statement. "Yeah. I just don't know if I should burden you with it. Or if I'm even really allowed to." "Is whatever it is bothering you?" I nodded. "You have no idea." She put her hand against my cheek, lovingly caressing it. "If something bothers you, it bothers me. I'd really like for you to tell me what it is so that maybe I could help, but if you feel you can't, or aren't allowed to, I'd understand." I turned to her, my heart thundering in my chest. "God, how did you ever become so amazing?" Her blush was the purest red. "Awww, stop that." I kissed her forehead and held her close against me, trying to make up my mind. I was finally getting close again with my older sister, and the last thing I wanted was to create a new rift by betraying her confidence. At the same time, however, it was way too big for me to deal with by myself, and the only other person I could think of to talk to about it would be Katie. I imagined that if Melissa would be mad over me telling my girlfriend, she'd be breathing fire if I told Katie. "This morning, Melissa told me why she really left," I finally said. Amanda drew back a little, her face pulled into a cute little frown. "She left because of the rules put in place by your mom, didn't she?" I shook my head. "That's what I thought too, but it turns out that's not the case at all." I saw the curiosity in Amanda's eyes, but she just patiently waited to see how much I wanted to share. I sat, torn, for what seemed like hours, then finally made up my mind. I needed help; it was too big for me to handle alone. I looked Amanda in the eye and began to talk. "You know, that night when Melissa came home, with those boys? Well, it turns out they weren't the only ones who got their hands on her..." I related the whole tale word for word, as best I remembered it, leaving out nothing. Amanda sat quietly, not interrupting, but I could see in her eyes how shocked she was. When I finally finished, it felt ten degrees colder in the waiting room, and Amanda was deeply lost in thought. "Do you think he raped her?" she asked after awhile, her voice low. "I really don't know for sure. She said she never told him to stop, but she also said she absolutely didn't want him to fuck her. Maybe she'd have told him to stop if she wasn't so scared to death at the time? Is making someone so scared they don't dare say no rape? I'd think so. So if he did rape her, I need to do something about it." "Do something about it? Like what?" I sighed. "I have no idea ... do you think I should report him?" "Damon, he's your dad!" I clenched my teeth. "Who maybe raped his own daughter. And in any case, who forced her to have an abortion, then threatened her to keep it silent from her own family, forcing her to deal with it by herself and causing her to run away." She lowered her head. "Yeah..." "I mean, what if I don't do anything, and he gets horny again six months from now and decides Kelsey is looking really hot that night? Is he going to force himself on her too? Is he gonna rape Kelsey?" Amanda shivered violently as she imagined it, then she quickly shook her head to clear the image again. "Do you really think he would?" "He may have already done it before," I said grimly. "Damon, I don't know your dad very well, but—" "It looks like I don't know him either. I thought I did, but I don't." She sighed sadly. "I think before you decide to do anything, you should try to find out." "Try to find out what?" "If he did actually rape Melissa or not." I stared at her in astonishment. "How am I going to do that?" "I think the only way you can is by talking to him." I gulped, feeling goosebumps appear all over my body. "I don't know if I can do that..." "Damon, you're the only one in your family who can! Your mom doesn't know, Melissa won't talk to him, and Kelsey, even if she wasn't in a coma, isn't strong enough to face him, you know that!" I closed my eyes, hearing her words swirl through my mind. I knew she was right, of course, but I had to admit I was scared to death. Still, I needed to do it. For Melissa's sake. She had suffered under the awful truth for five years and had had nobody to share it with. Now that she had, I wasn't going to let her down. I'd die first. "You're right," I said. "I'll talk to him." "Do you want me to be there with you?" I shook my head. "No, this is something that our family needs to take care of by ourselves." Amanda's look turned a bit crestfallen. "What?" I asked. "Am I not a part of your family?" she asked, her voice sounding vulnerable. I quickly embraced her. "Sweetie, you know I didn't mean it that way. But I can't ask you to take this burden on." "I want to share it with you, you know?" "I know you do, but this is something that I need to do. I can't tell you why, but I just get this feeling that ... I don't know. That somehow I have to do it by myself." "Okay," she said quietly. She didn't seem very happy. "You can help me with something else, though." Her eyes lit up into the most beautiful blue I'd ever seen. I was almost startled to realize Amanda's eyes had that trait too, just like Kelsey's and Melissa's. "What's that?" she asked. "I need help in persuading Mel to make up with Mom." Amanda nodded with confidence. "I can do that." I grinned at her in surprise. "Really? Just like that?" She shrugged. "I've always been able to get a girl to do exactly what I wanted her to do, so I don't see why Mel would be any different." "She's pretty stubborn, you know." She shot me a cute grin. "So is Kelsey, and I've got her wrapped all around my little finger." "She's wrapped around yours? I'd have thought you were wrapped around hers!" "Well ... maybe I am, just a little," she giggled. "Mel is not Kelsey, you know." "You wanna bet?" She sounded, and looked, so sure of herself that I quickly shook my head. "No way." "Aw, come on! You'll love losing, I promise!" she smirked. "What's the bet?" "If I get Melissa to make up with your mom, I get to do whatever I want to you for a day." "For a whole day?" I gasped. Her grin was so wicked and so full of desire that I nearly came in my pants just from watching it. "Yep. You're not getting off easy!" "But I do get off easy when I'm with you. Very easy, in fact." She giggled loudly. "I know you do. But I'm going to make you get off so hard you'll think you've died and gone to Heaven!" I was going to say that I already had, but then the reality of my sister lying in a coma intruded back into my consciousness. I figured in Heaven there probably would be no car wrecks and no family members that suffered. "Okay, I'll take your bet," I said. "What do I get if I win?" "You won't. Besides, you don't want to anyways." "Why not? I'm sure I could still get you to want to ... oh, because I want Mel and Mom to get back together," I said, finally getting it. She just smiled at me. "Okay, but for fairness' sake, you have to put something up." "Alright," she said, thinking it over. "If you win this bet, which you won't, I'll wear whatever you want me to the next time we go out. I don't care how slutty or skimpy or revealing it is." I stared at her in total, utter love. "Anything?" She nodded. "Uh-huh. I won't go naked, though! I mean, what I wear can't get me arrested!" "No, of course not," I grinned. "Though that'd be so hot!" "What, me getting arrested?" "No, silly, you being naked!" I laughed. Right at that moment, an elderly couple came into the waiting room, and they frowned at us distastefully. I waved at them in apology, though I didn't really care. "So, is that a good enough counter-offer?" she asked, keeping her voice low so the two old people wouldn't freak out more. "Oh yeah!" I grinned. "It's not going to happen, you and I both know that, but you'd make me wear that cheerleader outfit again, wouldn't you?" Amanda teased with a delightful smile. "Oh no, I've got something much naughtier in mind for you," I grinned wickedly. "Really? What?" she asked, her eyes blazing with curiosity. "I'm not gonna tell ya!" I said in a sing-song voice. The memory of Kelsey saying the same thing, one morning while in my bed, warmed me to my core. "Meanie!" she grinned. "I'm not gonna lose anyways, so it doesn't matter." "Want to go find out?" I challenged. "Sure!" We went back into Kelsey's room, both of us smiling at Melissa, not wanting to reveal what we'd been talking about. "Boy, you two were gone for a long time! Did you go have sex?" Melissa grinned. "Yeah, we did," Amanda said, before I could reply myself. "And it was so ... good!" Mel gave her a surprised look, then she shook her head with a beautiful smile. "Very good, honey! You almost had me going there." Amanda smirked proudly as she went to sit with my older sister, both of them putting a hand on Kelsey's arm, just to let her know they were there. Amanda immediately began talking to Melissa, and though Mel seemed opposed initially, I could tell she eventually began to warm up to what Amanda was saying. I was quietly sitting beside them, lost in thought. There was, of course, another matter to still be dealt with: Dad. I tried to figure out how best to approach him, coming up with—and discarding—dozens of ideas, and eventually I began to worry that I'd never find a good way. Mom showed up about an hour later, holding up a plastic bag full of Subway sandwiches and drinks, which the girls happily dug into. Mom gave me a surprised look when I waved off Amanda's offer of a foot long turkey club. "Are you okay, honey?" she asked. "Yeah, I'm just not very hungry," I said distractedly. Of course, that answer didn't satisfy Mom a bit, and she actually went so far as to put her hand on my forehead. "Mom!" I complained, pulling my head out from under her hand. "Will you stop doing that?" "If you're not hungry there has to be something wrong," Mom said firmly. "I didn't bring four foot-longs for the three of us, you know." "I just have a lot on my mind," I sighed. She sat down beside me, giving me a worried glance. "Anything you feel like sharing?" I glanced over at Mel, who quickly shook her head, as if I was gonna be stupid enough to actually tell Mom that Dad had maybe raped his eldest daughter. "No, it's just ... stuff. Don't worry about it." Mom looked at me for several more moments, then she sighed softly and got back up, giving Kelsey a hug and a quick kiss. Then she turned around to face Melissa. She seemed to hesitate for a second, then threw caution to the wind and bent down to tentatively hug her daughter. I expected Melissa to object, or at least to hesitate, but instead she wrapped her arms around Mom in return and hugged her so hard she nearly pulled her off her feet. Mom was completely caught by surprise and just stood frozen for a few seconds, then she passionately returned the hug, tears beginning to stream down her face. "I am so glad you're here, baby! I've missed you so much!" she cried. Melissa was looking at us over Mom's shoulder, and I could see her eyes getting moist as well. She seemed torn over what to say or do, and I was about to seize the opportunity, when I saw Amanda mouth a few things at her. Melissa began to cry in earnest, and she buried her face in the nape of Mom's neck. "I love you, Mom," she whispered. My mother's happiness at hearing her daughter say that, for probably the first time in five years, couldn't be put into words. She weeped with joy as she fell to her knees, fiercely clinging to Melissa and seemingly never wanting to let her go anymore. "I love you too, honey!" Amanda's smile was positively glowing as she cuddled up against me, her joy at seeing Mom and Melissa beginning to reunite perhaps even greater than Mom's own. I wrapped my arm around her, holding her close, thinking it was getting a little dusty in the room. "You're mine! For a whole day!" she smirked victoriously, kissing my cheek. "I already was anyways, but I'll gladly concede victory!" I whispered. "How did you manage to convince her so quickly?" She just gave me a mysterious little twirl of her fingers. "Magic." I laughed and pulled her closer against me. I was so happy to see Mom and Mel reunite that I didn't care what Amanda had said or done. All I cared about was that it had worked! After a long time, Mom and Melissa finally let go of their hug, though Mom put both her hands on her daughter's face and smiled at her. "I've never told you this, but I am so proud of you, Mel." "You are?" Melissa asked softly. "You went to L.A. all by yourself, you're taking care of yourself, you're almost ready to graduate, and you have a job. How could I not be?" Mom gushed. "Thank you," Mel said shyly, lowering her face. There was a pregnant pause in the air, then Mom said softly, "I'm so sorry for chasing you away, sweetheart. I hope you know I never, ever meant to do that, or wanted that." Melissa looked at her, her emotions plain to see on her face, at least to me. We exchanged glances, and I nodded at her, urging her on. "I know, Mom," Melissa said. She paused for a few moments. "I'm sorry too. Sorry for having been so angry at you all these years." Mom smiled as she hugged her daughter again, telling her she loved her over and over again. I was grinning like crazy, feeling almost inordinately happy. It'd be awhile before the two of them would get back to normal, if they ever got there, but at least they were no longer angry at each other. Amanda had a terribly pleased look on her face, and I couldn't help but tease her a little. "Don't wrench your shoulder out of whack," I whispered to her teasingly. She gave me a cute little grin. "What's that supposed to mean?" "From patting yourself on the back!" She laughed and elbowed me in my side. "I'm going to remember that when you're mine for the day!" she threatened. I purred seductively—or at least what I thought was seductively—in her ear. "I can't wait." She winked at me, snuggling up in my arms. "Mel, I'd really love to come visit you in L.A. sometime. I want to see your apartment, where you live, everything," Mom said, kissing her daughter's face. Melissa just nodded. "Maybe your Dad and I could come visit sometime after Kelsey—" "Hey Mom, how about you take it slow for a bit, okay?" I said quickly, seeing Melissa's eyes turn black at the mere mention of Dad visiting her. "Before you ask her to move back into the house five minutes from now." Mom gave me a surprised look, but her happiness over having been allowed back into her daughter's life was too great for her to worry about it too long, and she nodded. "Okay, yes, you're right. I'm sorry, honey, I didn't mean to push," she said to Mel. "It's okay, Mom. But I agree with Damon, let's take it slow, okay? I'd love for you to come visit sometime. By yourself," Melissa said. Mom smiled at her, the two hugging again. The door opened, and Dad came in, his face clearly showing his surprise at seeing his wife and oldest daughter hugging and crying. I felt a sudden, foul wave of anger ripple through me, and I got up right as he was about to say something. "Hey Dad, can I talk to you?" "Sure, son, but I want to—" "Now!" I said, a little harsher than I had intended. He frowned at me, his eyes giving me a quizzical stare. I motioned with my head for him to go outside, and he finally relented, turning around and walking out of the room again. I followed him to the ICU waiting room, where he turned around and asked, "Okay, what's this all about? What's with your attitude all of a sudden?" I looked at the elderly couple who were still sitting in the waiting room, and I shook my head. "Outside, Dad." "What? What's so important that we can't talk about it here?" I looked him straight in the eye. "It's about Melissa." "What about her? Is it about her and Mom? Because it seemed like they were doing great, and—" "No, Dad, it's not about that," I said darkly. "It's about that other thing." It took a second to register, but then I saw his face turn pale as he stared at me, almost as if he was seeing a ghost. He hesitated for a split second, then quickly walked towards the elevator. I followed close on his heels, and we were both quiet on the way down to the ground floor. Dad's face betrayed his turmoil, and I actually felt good about that. That's how you made Mel feel too, I thought grimly. The weather had turned dreary when we walked out of the hospital's front entrance, a drizzling rain putting a miserable cast over everything. "Let's talk in my car," Dad suggested. "At least we'll be dry." I nodded and followed him, both of us marching quickly to his cruiser which was parked pretty close by; there were some perks to being a cop, after all. We both got in, and I shivered a little at the cold. Dad sat silently for several moments, then he turned his head towards me. "Okay, Damon, what's this all about?" "You know what it's about," I said, feeling myself get angry. For some reason the fear that had swarmed through me earlier at the mere thought of this conversation was totally gone, replaced by anger and a solid determination to get him to confess. "Why don't we pretend that I don't, and you tell me anyways?" I glared at him, then swallowed loudly. There it was, right at the start: the moment of truth. "Five years ago, on that night when Melissa was brought home by those boys, you ... you fucked her!" Dad closed his eyes, and his face got an expression of utmost regret on it. He let out several deep breaths; then, without opening his eyes, he asked, "Did she tell you?" "Yeah, she told me, Dad! She told me the whole fucking thing! How the fuck could you do that?!" His eyes shot open, and he coldly stared at me. "It's funny for you to ask that, of all people!" A massive blush shot into my face, but I kept glaring at him. "Oh yeah? How's that?" "Because you know just as well as I do how incredibly difficult it is to say no to girls as beautiful as your sisters when they want to have sex!" My mouth fell open, and I looked at him, completely stunned. "Want to have sex?" "Yes," he said darkly. "I'm not proud of what I did. I'm deadly ashamed of it, in fact. It was a moment of weakness for which I've been paying the price for the last five years." "You've been paying the price?!" I exclaimed. "What about Melissa?! What about Mom?!" He closed his eyes again and sighed. "I know your mom's suffered, and I know Melissa's suffered too, probably much more than either your mom or I. I don't imagine it's easy for a teenage girl to make it by herself in L.A., and I'm inordinately proud that she has. But she chose to run away, Damon. And she chose to seduce me." "Really?" I sneered. His eyes flared open again, and this time he was furious. "Why don't you tell me what you're trying to get at here, boy?" I gathered up my courage. "You raped her, Dad!" I said darkly. The one thing about my dad I had always admired—and hated at the same time—was his ability to ferret out a lie. Any lie. He had often tried to explain to me how it worked, saying it was an invaluable skill to have. It dealt with the way people looked, their body language, little facial ticks, and a hundred other nuances that, when combined, formed an inescapable conclusion. I had tried to master the skill, but, of course, hadn't really ever gotten anywhere with it, since it required years and years of training. I knew the theory behind it, however. The look of utter shock and sadness that he gave me exhibited none of the signs that would have led me to believe he was lying. "Raped her?" he stammered, a tear falling down his cheek. "Is that what she says about me?" I drew in an angry breath. "She says she doesn't know, Dad. But what I've heard seems to leave little to doubt!" I saw him swallow several times, trying to get the lump out of his throat. "I ... I..." he tried to say something several times, never able to get the words out. Finally he took a deep, calming breath and looked at me with fear in his eyes. "Damon, I swear to you that I never raped Melissa! I had sex with her, I admit that, and it was wrong. It was a mistake, and it's a mistake I will pay for for the rest of my life! But I would rather die than harm a hair on one of my children's heads!" "Yeah? Is that why you forced her to abort her child?!" I hissed. He reeled as if he was struck by a baseball bat. His face turned completely white, and he just sat there, stunned, for a long, long time. I didn't say anything as I wanted his answer. I would wait for that answer until we both died of old age. "Did ... did she tell you that?" he finally asked, his voice sounding so broken down that I actually felt sorry for him for a brief moment. "Yeah, Dad, she told me everything. I practically had to drag it out of her, but finally she did! How you fucked her, multiple times, then threatened her to keep quiet! How you went up to her room after she found out she was pregnant, and you said you were gonna kick the door down if she didn't open it. How you warned her never to tell anyone, and that you'd find a 'solution' to her baby 'problem!'" I rambled, my voice shivering with anger. Dad flinched, and he got a decidedly unhappy cast to his face. "Damon, I don't know how else to tell you this, and I don't ever want to speak an ill word of my daughter, but she's lying," he said firmly. I snorted loudly. "Wow, that's convenient!" His face turned angry as he glared at me. "I can't say I care much for your attitude, son!" I returned his glare with a scowl. "Well, gee, I'm sorry, Dad! What are you gonna do? Scare me into submission, like you did with Melissa?!" "What are you talking about? I never scared Melissa into doing anything!" "Why would I believe a word you say, Dad?!" "Because I am your father, and I am telling you the truth!" "And how the hell do I know that?!" "Because I have never willingly lied to you!" I gave him a big "Oh!" face. "You've never lied, Dad? What about when you found me and Kelsey in the garage?" "I did that to protect the both of you!" "Whatever! Tell me how you protected Mom by never telling her you fucked her daughter!" He cringed and seemed to slump in on himself. "I ... I did that to..." he sighed. "You're right. I have lied. I could tell you that I did it to protect our family, but that'd be a lie too. I did it to protect myself. I was so ashamed of what I'd done, and I knew Shirley would never forgive me. So I kept it a secret." "And to protect yourself, you let Melissa fend for herself in L.A.!" "Damon, I never forced her to leave! I had simply asked her to keep it a secret too!" "Yeah? And what about her baby?" "I..." he said, then he put his face in his hands. "Dear god ... what have I done?" he whispered. "Did you rape her, Dad?" "No!" "Did you make her so scared that she was afraid to say no?" "What?! No, I didn't! Damon, you have to believe me!" "No, Dad. I don't believe you. I think you got horny from seeing Mel with cum all over her. You fucked her because you wanted to, and then you tried to cover everything up. And why did you make her give up her baby? What the fuck was up with that?!" "I didn't want her to have to deal with raising a child when she was her age! She'd have had to drop out of school and probably wouldn't have been able to go to college!" "You could have let her decide that herself, maybe." "I did!" he screamed, balling his fists and clenching his teeth, whirling his head around to me so fast I nearly jumped half a foot out of my seat. I felt a cold fear grip my heart, but I purposely choked it down. "Now what, Dad? You gonna threaten me? Or beat me up maybe? I won't give in as easily as Melissa did," I said, showing bravery I wasn't really feeling. He could snap me in half like a twig if he wanted to, but it seemed a small price to pay. I realized I actually wanted him to hit me, because I sure as fuck was going to press charges. His face turned even more pale as he realized what he was doing, and he quickly unclenched his hands. "I'm sorry!" he said, on the verge of breaking into tears. "I'm not the one you hurt, Dad." He let out an audible sigh, then nodded. "Damon, can I ask you something?" I shrugged. "I guess." "Can I tell you the story of what happened that night? From my point of view?" "Why would I believe it?" "I'm not asking you to believe it. I'm just asking you to let me tell you." I pondered it for a few moments. In all likelihood he'd just lie again, but I wasn't getting anywhere with this anyways, and maybe I could trip him up in a lie. Finally, I threw up my hands. "Yeah, I guess. Whatever." "Thank you," he said, scraping his throat. Then he started his story. "You know that your mom was gone that weekend, and you and Kelsey were already in bed, or at least in your rooms. I think it was about two in the morning, something like that. I'd been up most of the night, because I always did that when Melissa was out. I still do, with Kelsey." He gave me a furtive glance, but I just shrugged. If he hoped to gain any sympathy points from me with that little admission, he was going to be sorely disappointed. "I had gotten up to get a drink from the fridge, and while I was standing in the kitchen, I heard a car pull into the driveway. Soon there was a loud hustle and bustle when Melissa and those boys came into the yard. I guess they figured I wasn't home, because—" "Wait," I interrupted him. "They came into the yard? Those guys, you mean?" He nodded, giving me a surprised look. "Yeah." I blinked. What the hell? Mel had said the guys had let her out of the car and had driven off again. "Oh, well, go on," I said hesitantly. He sighed. "Like I said, I guess they figured I wasn't home, because my cruiser was in the garage for service, and John had dropped me off at home that night. I had left the light in the kitchen off, and I saw Mel take those boys out to near the back door. They seemed to want to come inside with her, but she was shaking her head, perhaps because she figured you and Kelsey would be home, and she didn't want to wake you. "Several of the guys were getting pretty touchy with her, and she was giggling, then she motioned for them to go to the picnic table in the yard. She was kissing several of them, and I felt myself get worried at what she was going to do. There was a lot of moonlight that night, and I saw two of them tear her tank top down, exposing her breasts." "Why didn't you stop them?" I asked. "You're her father!" He got a guilty look on his face. "I ... I don't know." "You don't know? You don't know why you didn't stop six guys from mauling your daughter?" I scoffed. "It just seemed like I was frozen in place. I think maybe, if I'm honest with myself, I was excited to see it," he said quietly. I was about to say something hurtful to him when a little voice talked to me in my mind, saying that if I'd had a chance to see Melissa get fucked, I'd have watched too. I felt embarrassed at the realization that it was right. "Several of the boys sat down, and Mel started ... she..." he hesitated. "Yeah, I don't need the details, Dad." He gave me a grateful nod. "She had sex with them. All six of them. It was mostly oral or using her hands, but a few of them penetrated her after they had laid her down on the table. Several of them ... climaxed on her. On her face, her chest, everywhere." I silently snarled at my cock to stay down, or I swore I would slam the fucking car door on its stupid head. "The whole thing lasted maybe ten, fifteen minutes. The boys quickly left again, waving at her, and I could see their satisfied grins as they walked off. They were high-fiving each other and generally being teenage guys. "Melissa pulled her tank top up, but the strap had torn, so after trying to hold it in place she just let it fall down off her one shoulder, and she came into the house. Since I hadn't turned the light on, she was surprised to see me, to say the least. "Now, I had just slept in my pajama pants that night, since it was very warm, and I hadn't put my pajama shirt on. Mel turned on the light, and I could see all the ... all the semen the boys had shot on her. I was starting to get pretty uncomfortable, since her breast was exposed. She was just smiling at me, however, then she asked if I'd watched her have sex out there. "I got stern with her and told her that I should ground her for what she did, but she just shrugged and said she didn't care. She'd loved what she'd done outside, and then she ... and then she said that I must have loved it too, or I'd have come outside and killed all six of those boys." "Yeah, I'd have thought so too, Dad," I said softly. He nodded. "Every day after that night, I wished to God I had killed all of them. Your sister walked up to me, licking her lips, and she teasingly drew her hand across my chest, admiring how much in shape I was." "Oh, come on, Dad! This never happened!" I objected. "Were you there?!" he said vehemently, again causing me to jump in my seat. "I said I'd tell you the story from my point of view. This is what happened!" I swallowed and motioned for him to continue, my heart thundering a thousand beats a minute. Somehow I became uncomfortably aware of the fact that he was armed. "She walked closer to me still, her breast now almost touching my stomach, and she whispered that she'd gotten really turned on from knowing I was watching. I asked her how she had known, and she said she'd seen me standing in front of the window and that it made her hot. That she had put on a special show just for me. "She said she'd wanted to do something else for me too, but she didn't want to do it while the boys were there. I was stammering and asked her what, and she hopped up on the kitchen counter, and pulled her skirt up. I felt myself ... get hard when I saw that she wasn't wearing any panties. Before I could see anything, she..." he trailed off, drawing in several deep breaths, as if the memory was causing him pain. At least I hoped it was pain. "She began to play with herself, driving her finger deep inside," Dad said, his voice getting lower. "I stared at her for several moments until she came, then she moaned at me that she wanted me to fuck her!" I closed my eyes, my mind in turmoil. Dad's story was so completely different from Mel's that one of them had to be lying. Would Dad really make up a story that turned his daughter into a depraved slut who fingerfucked herself in front of her own father, just to save his own ass? "It was the worst and dumbest decision I've ever made in my life, Damon, but I lost it," he continued. "I pulled my penis out and drove it inside her, and I had sex with her on the counter. I could clearly feel that she had several loads of the boys' semen inside her already. She bit my shoulder and was urging me on to nail her hard, to give it to her. That she wanted and needed it. We were being loud, and I was worried about waking you and Kelsey, but she just said she'd fucked on the counter before, and nobody had ever heard her. "I didn't last long, maybe a minute, if that. I was about to pull out when she clenched her legs around my hips and kissed me, slipping her tongue in my mouth. I could taste the alcohol on her tongue. I couldn't stop myself, and I exploded inside of her. I don't think I've ever come as hard, or as long, as I did right then. She was moaning in my ear, saying she loved it. "When we were done, I pulled out of her, disgusted at myself. I begged her to please never tell anyone, but she just smirked at me and motioned for me to follow her. I couldn't help myself, so I followed her to our bedroom. She sat down on the bed and pulled me close, then she took me in her mouth. She got me hard again, then she said she wanted to shower with me. I couldn't resist anymore at this point, so I took her clothes off and nearly came again just at the sight of her incredible, naked body." He looked at me, as if to say I knew what Melissa looked like. I gave him a small nod. I hadn't seen Mel naked, but Kelsey had been naked in front of me more often than not over the past few weeks. "We had sex two more times in the shower. When it was all over, I begged her again to never tell anyone; she just kissed me and told me not to worry. I couldn't leave it at that, so I grabbed her by her arms and shook her, telling her she had to be quiet or she'd ruin her parents' marriage! She soberly told me that she'd never tell." He grew quiet, and I looked at him. "That's it?" He nodded. "I told your mom about the boys the next day, and we made up that rule. Ostensibly to protect Mel, but mostly I needed that rule for myself. I couldn't have her walking around looking like that or I'd risk losing it again. Mel went out again next week, ignoring your mother's rule, and she got grounded. Four weeks later, we found out that she was pregnant." "Yeah. And then you made her have an abortion." He vehemently shook his head. "No! Damon, I did not make her! I asked her if she wanted to, and she said she wasn't sure. So I took her to the hospital, because I figured the doctors would give her their educational speech and help her make up her mind. I've taken rape victims into the hospital for an abortion, and often the speech helps the girls to decide they want to keep their child. I was hoping Melissa would choose to keep her child too, but she finally decided she wanted it gone." "Were you there with her, during those speeches?" "Yes, why?" "Didn't you ever think that she felt pressured by you into getting rid of her baby?" I accused. He shook his head, though I saw him flinch. "No ... no, I didn't..." I shook my head in disgust. "And then you took her home, and you just left her there. Like, an hour after she had an abortion, you went to fucking work, leaving her to deal with everything by herself!" "What?! I'd gone to the pharmacy to get the prescriptions the doctor had given me for her! I'd already called work to take the next four days off, so I could stay home with her!" I sighed deeply as an unpleasant feeling tore through me. Two stories, both seemingly plausible, yet one of them was a lie. How on earth was I ever going to find out which one? The first thing I needed to do, however, was corroborate certain parts of Dad's story with Mel. She had left a few things out of her tale, and I was going to find out why. "I'm going back up there, Dad. I think you better go home or something." He frowned at me. "I'm here to visit Kelsey. I haven't even gotten to see her yet." "Kelsey's the same as she was yesterday, Dad. Melissa is up there, and right now she does not want to see you. Trust me on that." "I love Melissa, Damon. You have to believe me." "I find it hard to believe, Dad. When you came home and saw she was gone, after the abortion, did you even look for her?" "I looked all over fucking town! I spent the next week driving around eighteen hours a day trying to find her! I had my colleagues out searching for her!" I felt myself blush a little. I hadn't known that, but it seemed likely that Mom had deliberately kept that fact from us. "I finally did a grid search for her, and she popped up in L.A ... I drove down there, wanting to see where she lived. I had the local PD find out her address for me. I stood outside her apartment for several hours, wanting to go in, but not having the courage to do so," Dad said. "You, not having the courage?" I asked. He nodded. "I was worried that if she realized I'd found her, she'd run away again and that this time she'd go somewhere where I couldn't find her. It was pure luck that the grid search found her as it was. I asked a local police officer to keep an eye on her from time to time, and fortunately the neighborhood she was in was fairly decent. I talked to her landlord and told him that whenever she ran out of money for rent, he should call me, and I'd take care of it for him. I figured she'd be back home in a few months at most, anyways." "Did you ever have to pay the rent for her?" He shook his head. "Never. I frequently called him to see how she was doing. He said she was doing fine, paid up with her bills and everything." "I have to admit I'm surprised you went through all that trouble." "I love my daughter, Damon. She's my baby girl, and she'll always be my baby girl, even more so than Kelsey. She's my first child. I want nothing more than to get her forgiveness for what happened," he said, his voice pleading. "I don't think I'm gonna help you out in that regard, Dad," I said, shaking my head as I got out of the car. "You decided to fuck her, so you get to live with the consequences." "I would never intentionally harm any of my children, son. You have got to believe me," he said softly. "I'd have believed you if you'd confessed everything to us five years ago, Dad. Before Mel ran way." He was silent as I closed the door and walked back to the hospital. I took my time in getting back to Kelsey's room, because I was utterly torn on what to do. I wanted nothing more than to believe Mel, though I briefly wondered if that was because I simply had the hots for her, or because I really believed her over Dad. At the same time, I also knew that Dad had been a good father—a great father—to Kelsey and I. If Melissa had really seduced him, I could see how it would have been extremely difficult for him to resist. Hell, I'd barely been able to resist her earlier and that was without her being half naked and covered in cum! And while my other sister was in a coma! Put in the same circumstances as Dad, I'd have fucked Mel on the kitchen counter too, and I probably would have cum inside her four times before I'd stopped. I groaned as I remembered her fantastic body, so snugly enveloped in Kelsey's pink tank top. I shook my head to clear it; the last thing I needed were distractions. I walked back into Kelsey's room to find that Katie had shown up while I was in the car with Dad. I gave her a big hug, then went over and kissed Amanda. Mom and Melissa, sitting side by side, both looked at me with perfectly cute pouts, so I grinned and embraced them too. "Not building any new supercomputers today, Katie?" I teasingly asked her. She grinned at me. "No, we blew up our last qubit yesterday, so now we gotta wait for new ones to come in." "What do you do?" Melissa asked her curiously. "I'm working in a team that's trying to build a quantum processor." "Here at Oregon?" "Yeah, why?" "Oh, it's just when you mentioned that qubit thing, I remembered someone at UCLA talking about it." Katie nodded. "Yeah, UCLA's got a team working on that too. You go to college there?" Melissa shrugged. "Evening classes mostly, not full time. I can't afford to go full time." Mom gave her a sad look. "I'm sorry, honey. If you need money, then—" "No, I don't, I'm fine. Thank you, though," Melissa said, smiling at her. "I'll get there with evening classes eventually. Besides, I like the switch between work and college, so it works out well." "What do you do? At college, I mean?" Katie asked. "Business Administration," Melissa said, a proud smile on her face. "Cool! You want to go into business for yourself?" "At some point, yeah." "Awesome. And what do you for a living?" "Oh, this and that," Mel said, somewhat evasively. "I've waited tables, been a pizza delivery girl, a secretary, worked for the post office, babysitter, that sorta thing." Katie fondly smiled at her. "I think it's great that you're putting yourself through college. No offense, Mrs. Richards." Mom shook her head. "None taken, dear." I smiled. Mom could meet someone and within a minute be calling them 'dear' or 'honey.' It was kinda cute. "Isn't your father coming back up here?" Mom asked me. "Eh ... no, he had to ... he got called away. Bad guy somewhere," I said, a little too quickly. Mom gave me a peculiar look, but she shrugged and let it slide. Amanda and Melissa, however, knew full well what was up, and they looked at me rather questioningly. "Hey Mel, could I eh ... talk to you for a second, please? Outside?" She gave me a hesitant glance but nodded and got up anyways, following me out of the room after I'd kissed Amanda again. The ICU waiting room was full of people, so we kept on walking, taking the elevator down to the cafeteria. After getting some drinks—coffee for her, Gatorade for me—we found a quiet corner to sit down. "Did you talk to Dad?" Melissa asked, her face worried. "Is that why you walked out with him?" "Yeah," I said. "You know I didn't want you to, right? I didn't want to put this on—" "I need the truth, Mel," I interrupted her. "Huh?" she asked. She tried to appear puzzled, but there was a little flicker in her eyes that gave her away. I could spot that flicker in Kelsey's eyes, and it was exactly the same with Melissa. "You know what I'm talking about. I want the truth, about that night with Dad." "I told you the truth!" she objected. "No, you didn't. There are too many things that don't add up between Dad's story and your story." "Well, then Dad's lying!" "Yeah, I thought so too, but he seemed pretty genuine to me." "He's a cop! He's trained to figure out when people lie; you don't think he could lie convincingly if he had to?" I shrugged. "I'm sure he could, but certain things just seemed to make too much sense." "Like what?" she asked sarcastically. "Did you fuck those guys in our backyard?" She flinched for a second, and that moment of hesitation tripped her. "No," she said softly. "Stop lying, Mel." "I'm not lying!" "Yes, you are. Stop lying to me. I can't help you if you keep lying!" "I never asked for your fucking help!" she said angrily, sliding her chair back and making to get up. I grabbed her arm and held her in place. "Mel, I'm tired of all the lies. It seems that everyone just lies nowadays. Please, just tell me the truth." She glared at me, but slowly I saw her expression fade until she was more sad than anything else. "Tell me the truth," I repeated. "Please." "It is the truth," she said quietly. "Mel, I told you—" "It is the truth!" she snapped. "I never fucked them in our yard. But ... but I did take them there, and I did mess around with them." I blinked for a second, then nodded. "Okay, semantics aside, did you have any kind of sex with them in the yard?" She nodded almost imperceptibly. "Yes..." "Why did you lie to me about that?" "Because I was embarrassed. I didn't want you to think of me as ... as a whore." she said, her voice quavering. I put my hands on top of hers. "I would never think that of you. Ever. But why did you do that, Mel? I mean, six guys? At once? In our own backyard?" "I was drunk," she said, so quietly that I could barely hear her. "They'd been fooling around with me all night, just teasing me, grinding against me, grabbing my ass and my boobs, so I was out of my mind horny. When I didn't see Dad's cruiser, I figured I could fool around with them, but right as we were about to go inside, I remembered that you and Kelsey would be home." "Right. And we'd have heard you if you'd done it inside." "Yeah. So I told them we couldn't, and they suggested the picnic table. I told them I wasn't going to fuck on a table, but they persisted, and I finally agreed to give them each a blowjob." I closed my eyes as my mouth turned to cotton. The idea of my sister sucking off six guys was turning me on, and I felt like a fucking sleaze because of it. Mel didn't seem to have noticed my dilemma, as she was still talking. "I got them off quickly, because I knew the longer we stayed out, the more chance we'd have of you two waking up, or Dad coming home." "And you let them cum all over you?" She blushed fiercely. "Yeah. I ... I kinda like that." I groaned. Images of Kelsey splattered in my cum swirled through my mind, and I had to cross my knees to keep my cock from getting so hard it'd probably have lifted the damn table. She gave me a small smile, then squeezed my hand. "I'm sorry for leaving out that part, but I didn't lie, Damon. You have to believe me." "I want to, Mel, but the rest of your story doesn't add up with Dad's either." "What did he say happened?" she asked, somewhat bitterly. I quickly repeated Dad's version of the events to her, only to have her sigh in frustration at the end of it. "Well, how convenient that he was the caring, loving father all of a sudden! I never saw that man that night, nor did I see him that day when he took me to the hospital!" I slumped in my seat, not knowing what to do. Which of them was telling the truth? "You don't believe me, do you?" Melissa asked sadly. "I want to believe you. I really do, but Dad's been a great father to Kelsey and I." "What does that have to do with anything? What does that have to do with me?" "Well, a lot of the things he said match up with the kind of man he is." "Like what?" "Like that he said he would never intentionally harm one of his children." Melissa's eyes turned darker than I had ever seen them before, darker even than I had ever seen Kelsey's before, and her voice turned frigid. "He wouldn't harm one of his own children?! What about my baby?!" she spat at me. I stared at her in confusion. Her baby? Why did her baby have anything ... suddenly, it hit me. "Oh God, no..." I sat with my mouth open for a long time, before I finally managed to croak, "Was it his? The baby?" Melissa's teeth were clenched so hard the muscles were standing out in her neck like steel cords. "Yes!" she snarled. "He made me abort his own child!" "Jesus!" I said, shivering in my seat, suddenly feeling chilled to the core. It took me several long moments to get myself back under control. "But ... but how do you know? I mean, those boys—" "Never fucked me! I already told you that!" "Had you had sex before you came home?" "No. And even if I had, I'd have used a condom. I'd always used a condom, right up until the point that Dad fucked me!" she hissed, so loudly that several people in the cafeteria looked over at us. She was literally shaking with anger. "He ... he wouldn't have known," I said weakly. This was getting to be way too much for me to handle. "Like fuck he wouldn't! I told him so from the start, and he didn't care!" she said angrily, yanking her hands out from underneath mine and getting up. "And I'm tired of you making excuses for him! If you want to believe him over me, fine! To hell with both of you!" Before I could say anything else, she stormed out of the cafeteria, leaving me there to shrink under the curious eyes of dozens of onlookers. I put my elbows on the table and rested my face in my palms, my mind packed in wool. I tried to compare both stories, to figure out who was telling the truth and who was lying, getting absolutely nowhere. I sat like that for a long time, probably an hour or more, before Melissa's chair—which she had flung away from the table—was gently slid back into place. I glanced up and saw Amanda sitting in front of me, a worried look on her face. "Hey," she said, putting her hands around mine and giving me a tender smile. "I got a little worried about you two, so I went to go find you. Where's Melissa?" "I don't know, she stormed off," I said, letting out a long breath. "Were you two having a fight?" "Yeah, pretty much." "About what?" "About what happened, you know. The thing with Dad," "Did you talk to your dad? I saw you two walk off earlier." "Yeah, we did. He admitted he had sex with Melissa, but according to him she seduced him and spurred him on, and she was the instigator, not him. He also said he watched her have sex with those guys in the backyard, while Melissa had originally told me they had just dropped her off and gone home. She also swears that she never had sex with any of them, and that Dad was the only one ... the only one to cum inside her that night." Amanda's eyes opened wide almost instantly. "Wait. Are you saying the baby was your dad's?" she gasped. I nodded sadly. Amanda put her hand in front of her mouth. "Oh my God." "Yeah..." "What else happened?" "Dad says he never forced Melissa into an abortion, that it was her choice. Melissa says he basically made her, that she told him the baby was his, and it didn't make him budge." Amanda nodded slowly, and I could see the wheels turning behind her gorgeous eyes. "One of them is obviously lying, because those two stories can't both be true." I nodded. "Yeah, and there's the problem." "Because you don't know which one of them is lying?" "No," I said sadly. "I can't imagine that Dad is as big a bastard as Mel is making him out to be, but at the same time, if she told him the baby was his, and he still told her to have an abortion, then ... I just don't know." Amanda looked at me with a worried expression. "So what are you going to do now?" I shrugged helplessly. "I don't have a clue." We both sat silently for several moments, just staring at each other. "Okay, wait here. I'll be right back," Amanda said determinedly, getting up and giving me a peck on my cheek. "Where are you going?" "To get help." "Help? What are you..." I asked, but she was already walking off. I leaned back in my chair, staring idly out the cafeteria windows. I ran every one of Dad and Melissa's words through my mind, over and over again, trying to find something, anything, that would allow me to unravel the puzzle. Yet both stories seemed equally plausible. I figured it finally came down to who I liked more, and that was a horrible realization. What if I liked the one who was lying more? About ten minutes later Amanda came back with Katie in tow. She sat down again in front of me, while Katie pulled up a chair and sat down beside her, looking at me expectantly. "I asked Katie to come along, because I figured she might be able to help," Amanda explained. "I can try, anyways," Katie said sweetly. "No offense, Katie, but I think this sort of needs to stay in the family," I said, giving her a faint smile. She just nodded in understanding. Amanda sighed, seemingly a little frustrated. "You're not getting anywhere by yourself, with either your dad or Melissa." "No, not really," I sighed. "Then why don't you tell her? Maybe she can?" "I just don't think that Melissa wants someone else to know." "If that someone could help, why wouldn't she?" I pondered that question. If I was in Melissa's shoes, I'd love for someone to help, but then again I couldn't even figure out what kind of help I could give her. It had happened five years ago, and Melissa had mostly recovered by now, only breaking down when she was forced to face Dad again. It seemed impossible to get the two of them to reconcile; Melissa's anger was far too great for that. Similarly, she'd already said she wasn't going to press charges or anything against Dad, no matter what. I looked at Katie, who was still just waiting patiently, a soft smile on her gorgeous, slightly freckled face. "Alright, I guess it won't hurt to try," I finally said. Katie's smile grew bigger, and she gave me an encouraging nod. "Tell me what happened." So I did. I told her both Dad's story and Melissa's story and—to help fill in the blanks—even Mom's version of the story. Katie just listened silently to all of it, her face impassionate and calm. The only time she even had a visible reaction to anything I was telling her was when I told her Melissa had been pregnant with Dad's baby. When I was finally done, Katie let out a huge sigh and turned to Amanda. "Jesus. When you told me he needed help, I figured he needed to know how to make up with Kelsey, or explain to his mom that he's been fucking his sister. You know, something simple!" Amanda tried to not to, but she let out a little giggle before she caught herself. Katie winked at her, then she turned her attention to me. "You guys are messed up, you know that," she said, shaking her head in emphasis. I opened my mouth in surprise, staring at her. Katie grinned as she saw my disbelief, then she shrugged. "What, you wanna tell me it's not true?" "Well, I guess, but you don't have to be so blunt about it!" I laughed. She got a teasing smile on her face. "Sometimes the truth hurts. I still love ya though, so don't worry!" "Oh, good!" I grinned sarcastically. I looked at Amanda for support, but she was just giggling. "Don't tell me you agree with her?" She gave me an apologetic smile. "You have to admit things aren't really normal for you guys." I let out an exaggerated sigh. "No, I guess they aren't." Katie put her hand on top of mine. "I was just teasing you, I'm sorry." "It's okay, don't worry. I'll be the last to say my family is acting normally." "Yeah. As for your problem, well ... I think it's pretty obvious that they're both lying." That hit me like a ton of bricks. "What?!" I exclaimed. "They're both lying. These stories can't both be true, and you've already caught both of them in a lie." "I did?" "Of course. Melissa didn't tell you the truth about bringing those boys into the yard, and your Dad lied when he said he felt those guys' cum inside her. If they've lied about that, it's not that hard to imagine they've lied about other things too." Her matter-of-factness was a bit off-putting, and I hesitated for a moment. "How do you know that his dad lied?" Amanda asked curiously. "Melissa could have fucked them and just not told Damon about it?" Katie shook her head. "Even if she had fucked them, she'd have used a condom. Remember that his mom said that Melissa was always preaching safe sex? She'd have not let multiple boys just cum inside her like that." "Well, but Mom could have been..." I began, then I stopped as I mulled it over. I finally realized that Mom wouldn't have lied about that. Katie nodded at me as if she knew what I'd been thinking. "Your mom had no reason to lie." "Right," I said slowly. "But ... why would they both lie?" Katie sighed. "Everybody lies, Damon. The innocent lie because they're worried about being blamed for something they didn't do. And the guilty lie because, well, what other choice do they have?" We gasped at her for a few seconds, then Amanda grinned. "You are way too young, and too smart, to be so cynical!" Katie flashed her a cute grin. "It's true though. They're both worried what you're going to think of them, so they're changing their stories to make themselves look more favorable. Melissa says your dad intimidated her, almost raped her, and made her give up her baby. Meanwhile, your dad says that she seduced him, it wasn't really his fault, and he did everything he could to be there for her, and the abortion was her choice. Both stories make themselves look better compared to the other one." "Why won't they just tell me the truth?" I sighed in exasperation. "Because they're scared. Your dad is scared that if you believe your sister, you'll tell your mom, or maybe even convince Melissa to press charges against him. Melissa, for her part, is scared that you'll think she's a slut and that you won't want to have anything to do with her anymore. It's hard enough on her having been physically separated from you guys, the last thing she wants is for you to dislike her." Amanda was looking at Katie in astonishment. "What?" Katie asked her. "How do you know all this stuff? You'd never even met either his dad or his sister until today?" Katie shrugged. "Psychology is really easy. People will always do whatever is in their own best interest when it comes down to it." "Jesus, this is fucked up!" I said, feeling myself get a little angry. Katie nodded sadly. "Yeah." Amanda got up and took the seat beside me, wrapping her arm around my shoulder and leaning her head against me. I put my hand on top of hers and we both cuddled for a few moments. I smiled as I realized how her mere touch could make things seem less bleak. Katie just smiled at us both. "You two look so damn cute together." "Thank you," Amanda said warmly. After a few moments, I gave Katie a dead-serious look. "So, what do I do now?" She sighed deeply. "I don't think there's anything you can do, Damon." I blinked several times in surprise. That was not the answer I had expected to hear. "Nothing I can do?" She shook her head. "Without any proof about what really happened, what you've got here is a case of he said, she said. Your dad will never admit to what Melissa says he did, Melissa will never admit to what your dad says she did, and she's already told you she won't do anything like testify against him. So you've got nowhere to go." "But ... I need to do something!" I said angrily. Katie reached over the table and took my hand, squeezing it gently. "I know guys always want to fix everything, Damon, but you can't. Not in this case. There's just nothing to go on." "No ... I gotta ... Melissa wants me to fix it," I stammered. I had to do something to help my sister. I had to! I felt her squeeze my hand again, and she sighed. "I don't think she really expects you to. I think she probably realizes just as well as I do that there's nothing you can actually do." "So why did she tell me then?" "Because you made her," Amanda said softly. "You kept after her to tell you what was wrong." "Yeah," Katie added. "She might have figured it'd gain her your sympathy, but I don't imagine she wanted you to do something about it." "So that's it? I just shrug and let this all go?" I said incredulously. "It's either that or drive yourself crazy over this," Katie said. I lowered my head and dropped my face back into my hands. There had to be something more I could do, but Katie's words made sense. I had nothing to work with except two opposite stories. What else could I do? Tell Mom? "Thanks Katie," I finally said, looking back up. Her look told me she wasn't any happier about it than I was, but there was little else to do. "I'm sorry, Damon. I wish there was something I could do to help." I shook my head as I leaned over the table and kissed her forehead. "You've been a great help. You're a wonderful friend, Katie. Thank you so much." She smiled and put her hand on my cheek, caressing it softly. "You're welcome. Now, I have some more stuff to take care off, so I'm gonna split for the day. I'll be back tomorrow, okay?" "Okay. Thanks again." She nodded, then exchanged a hug with Amanda and left the cafeteria, leaving me with my girlfriend. "I'm sorry," Amanda said. "It's not your fault, sweetheart," I said encouragingly as I turned towards her, seeing a single tear roll down her cheek. I softly kissed it away, then wrapped her in my arms and held her close for a long time. Afterwards, we went back to Kelsey's room where Mom was still talking softly to her youngest daughter. There was still no change in Kelsey, and I began to despair that she'd never snap out of her coma. Carynne and Mikaela came by after school again, and even Erik and Daryll came by for about an hour or so. We all sat together until visiting hours ended. There was no sign of Melissa. Amanda asked if she could come home with me, since her mom had a night shift. I nodded, glad for the company. We drove home without saying much and had some dinner when we got there. It tasted like ashes, and after finishing we just decided to go to bed. We kissed and cuddled for awhile, shivering under my blanket in the Fall chill; I got rock hard, but neither of us was really in the mood for sex. I left my cellphone right beside my bed, hoping Melissa would call, and I lay staring at it for a long time before I finally fell asleep. I had nightmares about Mel for most of the night. ------- We were both still pretty down when my alarm went off the next morning, and we somberly went back to the hospital. With no improvement in Kelsey, and Melissa perhaps having gone back to California, I felt lonelier than ever, even with Amanda by my side. We stopped for some breakfast at a local fast food joint, and I ate quietly. It all still tasted like crap. My body was starting to get really angry at me for my disrupted training and eating schedule, and I knew I either had to start getting back in a regular rhythm or just stop eating so much and forget about swimming for the year. Of course, that would seriously fuck up any chances I had at a scholarship. Amanda did her best to cheer me up; when she saw that didn't work she just comforted me as best she could, making sure to always hold my hand and give me kisses as often as she could. Without her, I probably would have just succumbed to depression, and I smiled at her and thanked her for being so wonderful. Fortunately, my mood lifted tremendously when we came to the hospital and saw Melissa sitting in Kelsey's room. I knocked on the door, and she looked up, waving at us to come in. "Hey Mel," I said hesitantly. "Hey. Hi Amanda," she replied, smiling faintly. "Hi. Do you want me to leave you two alone?" Amanda asked quickly. "No, stay, please. I know you know what's happened, so there's no need for us to keep it a secret from you." "I'm sorry I told her, I just didn't know what else—" I began. "It's okay, don't worry," Melissa said with a small smile. "I should never have put this on you to begin with. I'm sorry for that. I don't want to cause a rift between you and Dad, any more than I want a rift between you and me." I walked over to her as she got up, and we flew into each other's arms. She kissed me on my cheek, whispering, "I'm sorry for getting angry at you and running out on you. I know you love Dad, and I shouldn't have tried to poison you against him." "Is that what you were doing?" I asked softly. She was quiet for a few seconds, then she nodded. "Yeah. I'm still so angry at him that I wanted to hurt him, and..." "And I was an easy way to do it?" She let out an almost silent sight, as she let me go. "Yes..." "So you lied to me." "No, I swear I didn't, Damon. I left out the part about taking those guys into the backyard, but everything else I told you was the truth." "I want to believe you, sis, but I just have no way of knowing for sure," I said softly. She nodded at me, giving me another peck on the cheek. "I know. It's okay. I truly feel that what I told you is what happened, but I suppose it's possible that Dad views things differently, and that perhaps we're both right, and we're both wrong." "The truth is in the middle, is that it?" I asked, recalling the old proverb. "Yeah, maybe." "That leaves me with absolutely nothing to go on, Mel," I said, throwing my hands up in frustration. "I know. And maybe it's better that way. This way you don't have to choose between me and Dad, and what happened five years ago doesn't hurt you like it hurt me. Thank for you for sticking up for me with Dad, but I want you to just leave it at this, okay?" "Are you at least going to make up with Dad?" I asked hopefully. Melissa closed her eyes and shook her head, though I could see the pain her decision caused her. "I can't, Damon. I can't prove that he raped me, and maybe he didn't, but it felt like it to me, or at least something really close. I also really feel that he forced me into that abortion. I can't help feeling that way, and I just can't let it go." "I'm just worried that you'll keep this with you for your whole life." She shrugged, seemingly unconcerned. "I've lived with it for the past five years, and I've done pretty well. I don't think that keeping it with me for a few more decades will matter all that much. Look, you and your deviously smart little girlfriend over there have already gotten me to make up with Mom. How about you take that victory while letting this one go as a tie, okay?" I glanced over at Amanda. She was grinning because of Melissa calling her deviously smart, but she just shrugged helplessly as if to say she didn't know what else to do either. I mulled everything over and finally came to the conclusion that there really was nothing I could do anymore. "Okay," I said, giving up with a small shake of my head. "Thank you, little brother," Melissa said, kissing my forehead. "For everything. It's so easy to see why Kelsey's in love with you." I looked at the motionless body of my little sister. "Yeah, so that I could drive her into a coma..." "Hey!" Melissa said sharply, pulling my head back to face her. "That was an accident. Stop blaming yourself for it!" "It was my fau—" "No! Knock it off!" she said, actually going so far as to clamp her hand in front of my mouth. "You both love each other, you both made mistakes, you both did things of which you aren't proud. Neither one of you is spotless, and neither one of you is solely responsible. Let it go!" "How can I let it go when she's in a coma?" I asked helplessly. "She'll come out of it," Melissa said confidently. "I know she will. Kelsey's been a fighter her whole life. She's not just going to lie there and wither away! She's going to get out of it, she's going to graduate, and then the two of you, or rather I should say the three of you, are going to go to college, and you're going to forget that all this bullshit ever happened! You hear me?" I stood there quietly, my guilt racing through me, though it was slowly getting battered by Melissa's words. Amanda took my hand and held it, her love for me strengthening me. "Let it go," Melissa said insistently. "Just let it all go." "I'm trying," I said, closing my eyes. "Are you still upset over Kel breaking up you and Kim?" Amanda asked gently. I swallowed a few times, but I finally shook my head. "No, I'm not. I know she did it because she loved me and wanted me." "So you forgive her?" "Yeah." "Then tell her." I opened my eyes, looking at my impossibly ravishing girlfriend. She had raided Kelsey's closet and was dressed in a very tight pair of khakis that hugged her hips and her ass in a wonderful way, along with a black tube top underneath a white t-shirt. She looked fucking fantastic. As I stood staring at her, I suddenly couldn't remember what she had said. "Wait, sorry ... what was that?" She grinned at me, knowing full well I'd just completely lost track because of her. "Tell Kelsey you forgive her." "But ... I want to tell her when she wakes up. I don't even know if she can hear me." "It doesn't matter," she said encouragingly. "Maybe she's just waiting for you to say it." I put my hands on her cheeks and kissed her deeply. I felt her practically melt into my embrace, but before we could get too excited, I broke off. "Thanks, sweetheart." She just nodded happily. I walked over to my sister's bed and knelt beside it. Kelsey was looking a little better; her bruises were healing well, and she seemed to have a bit more color in her face. The monitors still showed the same, steady, unchanging vital signs, however. I took her hand in my own and pushed it against my lips, kissing it softly. "I'm sorry, Kel, for what happened," I said, my voice quavering. "I understand why you did what you did, and I'm flattered by it. I'm the luckiest guy in the world because I'm the only guy who has your love. I love you, Kel. Please come back to us." I waited expectantly, tears in my eyes. The monitors bleeped steadily, showing no changes. I felt despair well up in my heart, and I lowered my head in pain. I felt Amanda put her hands on my shoulders. "Tell her you forgive her," she whispered in my ear. I looked back up at Kelsey, my vision blurring because of my tears. "I forgive you. No matter what you've done, I forgive you. I love you so much. We all do. We miss you so much, honey. We miss your smile, your laugh, your jokes, your eyes, everything. Please come back. I forgive you. And I want you to forgive me, too." This time Amanda and I both looked at the monitors, pleading silently with them to show a change. Mockingly, they remained steady. I turned around and buried my head in Amanda's arms, letting my emotions go and crying relentlessly while she gently cradled my head against her stomach. I felt her own tears drip off her cheeks and fall on my face. Was Kelsey ever going to recover? "Hey ... Hey!" Melissa exclaimed, sniffling away tears of her own. "It blipped! That thingy blipped!" We both looked up at her, feeling ourselves fill with hope as she was pointing excitedly at one of the monitors. We turned to look at it, but it seemed to be exactly the same as it was before: just a bunch of colored lights on an image of what I assumed was a human brain. "Are you sure?" Amanda asked softly. "Yes, I'm telling you, it ... there!" Melissa almost screamed. Sure enough, the monitor, which had been showing a steady, pulsating blip, suddenly blipped a little brighter. I had no idea what it meant, but I figured brighter had to be good! Amanda was already running out the door, returning with a nurse in tow in under a minute. The monitor was slowly starting to bleep more brightly on multiple of its lights. Melissa and I were holding hands; she was practically prancing with excitement. The nurse gave the monitor a cursory glance, then said she'd go get a doctor. The three of us each put a hand on Kelsey's arm, jubilant with joy as we waited for the nurse to return. It seemed to take forever, but finally Kelsey's Attending came in, smiling as he looked at the monitor. "That's good news, isn't it?" Amanda asked hopefully. "Yes, it is. Her brain activity is picking up, which is usually an indicator that she's about to wake up," he said. All three of us let out a yell of utter joy, and we fell into each other's arms, hugging and crying. The doctor smiled at us, letting us enjoy our moment of happiness, then he gently broke us up. "Sorry, you were getting a bit too loud. I do have other patients to worry about." "Oh, yeah. We're sorry," I said contritely. He shook his head. "Don't worry, it's fine. I understand your excitement, believe me." "How long will it be before she wakes up?" Melissa asked. He shrugged. "That's impossible to say. It could be ten seconds from now, it could still be several days or a week. But it's a very positive indicator." "Thank you, Doctor," I said gratefully, shaking his hand. "You're welcome. Just keep praying for her," he said, before departing again. The nurse repositioned Kelsey a bit in her bed, then left too. We quickly took seats around Kelsey's bed, grabbing her hands and starting to talk to her. We kept that up for nearly an hour until Mom came in. She about fainted when she heard the news, then she practically choked the life out of poor Melissa with her hug. She sat down besides Mel, joining us in our encouragement of Kelsey. About ten minutes later, Dad came into the room. He was smiling guardedly at the commotion around Kelsey, but his face fell when he saw Melissa. "I'm sorry, I'll come back in a bit," he said, turning around and making ready to leave again. "Dad, wait!" Melissa said quickly. She got up and hurried over to him, then she grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the chair she had just vacated, right next to Mom. "What's this all about?" he asked, totally surprised. "The doctor thinks Kelsey might wake up any moment, because that brain thingy is showing more activity," Melissa said. "Talk to her, Dad." "Talk to her?" "Yeah. Kelsey loves you to death; it'll do her good to hear your voice." "She won't be able to hear me," Dad said softly. "Oh yeah, she will," Melissa said elatedly, giving me a broad smile which I eagerly returned. I was sure it had just been a coincidence that Kelsey started showing signs of progress right after I told her I forgave her, but who really knew? Dad shrugged, but he began talking to my younger sister anyways, telling her how much he loved her, and how much he missed having her in the house. Melissa walked over and knelt beside us. "What just happened? With Dad, I mean?" I whispered quietly into her ear. "She's his daughter. I don't want to come between the two of them, and it's not right for him to have to leave just because I'm here," she said. I was surprised for a second, then gave her a huge smile. "It doesn't mean anything other than that!" she stated quietly. "I just want him to be there when Kelsey wakes up!" I nodded at her, but inside I felt an elation I hadn't felt since ... since Kelsey and I had told each other we loved each other for the first time. The five of us spent the rest of the afternoon sitting there, talking to Kelsey and hoping and praying for her to wake up. Dad went to go get pizza after a few hours, and all of us dug in hungrily when he returned. Kelsey's vitals appeared to be increasing slowly. The nurse kept coming by frequently, smiling and nodding patiently every time we asked if that was a good sign. Katie and Carynne showed up about an hour after we'd eaten; their joy at the news was just as jubilant as ours. We had to grab a few chairs from the waiting room in order to be able to seat everybody, swapping them out for some of the flowers in Kelsey's room. The Attending seemed as if he was about to object at the amount of people in the room, but he let it slide without comment. To my great surprise, Brian showed up around six, and he wrapped me in a big bear hug as soon as he walked in. "I'm sorry I didn't get here earlier, D. I was out at my family's." "I know, Katie told me. Thanks for coming, man." "Yeah, of course. How is she?" "We're hopeful she might be waking up soon," I said excitedly. "Really? That's awesome!" he said, clearly happy for me. "Yeah. How's your aunt?" "She died." His face fell a little. "Aw, fuck. I'm sorry, Brian." "It's okay. She was ninety-two years old. It was bound to happen at some point." "Yeah..." "Are you going to go to State tomorrow?" I held up my broken hand. "With this? I don't think so." "What's wrong with it?" "Broke three metacarpals and two fingers." "Jesus Christ! How the hell did you do that?" "Punched out the window on my Mustang." "Ow! That wasn't real bright. Oh, wait ... that was to save Kelsey, wasn't it?" I nodded with a small grin. "Forget I said anything. But you can still swim with that, can't you?" "With this cast?" I said incredulously. "Well, no, not with the cast, dumbass! Take it off, then you can swim." "I think that'd kinda hurt like hell?" "So? Have 'em put a shot in it to numb it up. I've done it." "Really?" "Yeah. I only had a broken middle finger, but I swam with that. Didn't bother me too much after that shot." "Well, I dunno ... I also haven't trained all week," I said. He smiled at me. "Look, D, if you don't want to swim, then don't. Nobody's gonna hold it against you, considering what you've gone through this past week. But tomorrow is what you've been working for the past two years. After tying Mitch at the semis, you've got a great shot at winning State!" "We'll see." I shrugged. I had far more important things on my mind, namely my sisters. "Alright. It's your decision. Now I'm gonna go say hi to my girl, okay?" he said. "Yeah. Thanks for coming, Brian, I really appreciate it." He nodded, then he walked over to Katie and kissed her on her head, wrapping his arms around her. She snuggled up in his embrace, and I smiled at the two of them. I was just about to sit down when Kelsey's monitors suddenly seemed to go into a frenzy. Every single one of them started blinking and beeping rapidly, but before we could even think of yelling for the nurse, they settled down again. "What the hell was that?" Melissa asked, her face scared. "I don't know, but I better get the Attending, I think," I said, turning towards the door. "Oh my God!" Carynne exclaimed. "She blinked!" My heart leaped through my throat, and I turned around, almost climbing on top of Amanda. Sure enough, Kelsey was blinking rapidly, obviously trying to adjust her eyes to the light. "Kel, can you hear us?" I asked, my voice practically unrecognizable because of how badly I was shivering. "Damon?" she asked, so softly I basically had to read her lips. She had her eyes squeezed shut. "Yes, Kel, we're here!" I almost shouted. "You're back! You came back!" Kelsey opened her eyes. She winced a little at first, the bright hospital lights causing her to flinch, but she slowly kept opening them wider; then, that wonderful, amazingly beautiful smile of hers popped back onto her face. "Hey," she said. I wormed my way between everyone, sinking to my knees beside the bed. "Hey sweetheart. I love you!" I said ecstatically, not giving a shit about who heard, or what anyone would think. She tried to raise her right arm, but she grimaced in pain when it moved. Instead she raised her left one, touching my cheek. "I love you too. I'm so sorry." I shook my head, kissing my finger and putting it against her lips. "Sshhh, I don't care about all that crap anymore, honey. All I care about is that you're back!" Kelsey smiled at me, then her eyes glanced over my shoulder, and they opened wide as she recognized her older sister. "Mel?!" "Yeah, pipsqueak, it's me," Melissa said, tears of joy streaming down her face as she leaned across the bed, hugging her little sister. The nurse and the Attending came in, asking us all to leave so that they could examine Kelsey. We quickly trooped out, going into the waiting room. Each of us was so happy that nobody sat down; instead everyone was hugging and kissing everyone else. It almost seemed like a party. "I'll be right back," I said to Amanda. She just nodded as she and Carynne hugged, jumping up and down with joy. I ran to Stacey's room so fast I practically teleported. Jonathan smiled at me when he saw me run up. "Kelsey's awake!" I shouted happily. "Get Stacey!" His smile grew a lot bigger, then he quickly opened the door, both of us running inside. Stacey was sitting upright in her bed, a beautiful, hopeful grin on her face. "She's conscious?!" she asked, obviously having heard me. "Yeah!" I said, looking around for her wheelchair, then just walking over and picking her up. She happily clung to me while I told Jonathan to get her a wheelchair and meet us up there. I practically ran Stacey back over to the ICU, her bodyguards again stoically following us, and right as I came up there the doctor came out of Kelsey's room. "She's doing well, and there seem to be no residual side effects from her coma. We're going to keep her in here for another night, just to make sure there's no relapses. If she's doing fine tomorrow, I'll clear her out of the ICU. She'll obviously need to be here for awhile, because of her other injuries, but I'm confident she'll make a full recovery," he explained to all of us. "Thank you, Doctor!" my dad said, vigorously shaking the man's hand. My mom didn't even bother with a handshake, instead giving the doctor a hug that was strong enough to almost choke him. He just patiently smiled at her, apparently having dealt with jubilant parents before. "Can we go back in?" I asked, still holding Stacey in my arms. He frowned at me for a moment; it wasn't that hard to see that Stacey was a patient, but then he nodded anyways. "Yes. Just try to be brief. She's very tired, and she needs to rest." We all went back inside Kelsey's room, and I carefully put Stacey on the side of Kelsey's bed; Stacey immediately wrapped her best friend in a hug, crying with joy. We all took turns hugging Kelsey, and I gave her a soft kiss on her lips when it was my turn. "I love you, Kel," I said softly. "I love you," she said, that amazing smile of hers filling my entire being with joy. It seemed as if everything was right again in the world. ------- Amanda, Melissa and I stayed behind in the hospital when visiting hours were over, not wanting to be parted from Kelsey. Everyone had gone home totally elated, and it had been especially wonderful to see Carynne return to her usual, ultra-happy, bubbly self. Diana smiled as she saw us sitting in the waiting room around midnight. "Did you bring another girlfriend with you?" she teased me. "No, this is my older sister, Melissa," I chuckled. "Alright. If you guys don't mind sharing that bed with another person, you're welcome to use it again." "Thanks, Diana," I said gratefully. She got us settled in with a smile, providing some extra blankets for Mel. The three of us talked for a long time, but eventually we fell asleep. Amanda and I were cuddled up close together, and though Mel gave us a little privacy, she was still pretty close to me. It was somewhere in the night when Diana popped her head into the room. "Damon?" she whispered. "Yeah?" I said sleepily. "Your sister wants to see you." "Can I go see her?" I asked, quickly waking up. "I know it's not visiting hours." She nodded. "Yeah, go ahead. Just try to be quiet, okay?" "Alright. Thanks." I walked into Kel's room a few minutes later, seeing her smile at me in the soft light from the monitors. "Hey baby!" I said happily. "Hi! I was hoping you were still here. I'd asked the nurse if you were." "I'm never leaving you again," I said earnestly as I walked up to her bed, sitting down on the side of it. I took her hand in my own and kissed it. She giggled softly. "Silly! Of course you will." We both looked at each other for a moment, our eyes scanning each other's faces. "I'm sorry," we both said simultaneously. We each broke into a grin, then I motioned to ask if I could go first. She nodded. "I'm so sorry, Kel. I got so angry at you, and I never once stopped to think just how fucking happy I've been since you decided to seduce me. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. Ever! I love you with every fiber of my being." She bit her lower lip to keep herself from crying, but her smile was one of unrestrained happiness. "It's my fault that you're in here, and it's my fault that you're so hurt. I am so, so sorry," I added. She squeezed my left hand with hers since both our right hands were of course out of commission. "My turn now?" I smiled at her and nodded. "Go ahead, honey." "Okay! First of all, you're such a sweetheart, taking all the blame like that." "Kel, I—" "Hey! You said it was my turn! Be quiet!" she grinned. "Sorry," I grinned back. Her face got a more serious cast to it. "I'm the one who's sorry, Damon. I'm the one who broke you and Kim up. Then when I started feeling guilty, instead of just asking you for forgiveness, I kept it a secret, and it gnawed on me. I started getting more and more stressed out, and I kept snapping at you for absolutely nothing." "You did?" I asked, surprised. She nodded softly. "Yeah. Like when we went to Discovery the first time. You were just concerned for me because Stacey was buying me all those clothes, and instead of thanking you for being so sweet I yelled at you. I yelled at you for getting cum on that cheerleader skirt, too. I got angry at you and Amanda for going on a solo date. I've just been such a bitch to you." "Kel, don't be silly. You've not been a bitch to me." She shook her head. "Just let me finish, okay?" "Okay." "I ... I got jealous of you and Amanda when you started hitting it off. I'm ashamed to admit it, but I had thought we'd fuck you a few times, and then she and I would just go back to being together without any problem. You were right to be angry over that. I'm sorry." "It's okay," I said softly. "I would have found you another girl; I wasn't lying about that. But I never thought you would ever sweep Amanda off her feet like that. So I was jealous of you for taking my girlfriend away from me, and at the same time I was jealous of Amanda because she was taking you away from me too. I threw my little hissy fit on the night of your date because I hoped either one of you would..." She stopped, and I saw a tear appear in her eye. "Would what, sweetheart?" I asked gently. She sniffed loudly. "Would feel sorry for me. I'm disgusted at myself for what I did. I hoped either one of you would realize you'd rather be with me, than with each other ... I was so jealous, and I'm so sorry. Can you forgive me for that?" she pleaded. I bent down and kissed her forehead. "Of course I do. I know Amanda does too. And you don't have to be jealous, Kel. Amanda and I love you just as much as we love each other. We want you to be with us, always." Kelsey wiped away her tears with her left hand, giving me a soft smile. "I don't deserve that." "Now you're just being silly." I chided her gently. "You've made both Amanda and I more happy than we've ever been. You deserve to be just as happy as we are." Her smile grew bigger. "Are you sure? You still want to be with me, after all I've done?" I kissed her on her lips. It was a soft kiss at first, but it steadily grew more passionate until we were just blatantly making out. We moaned against each other for several minutes, then we finally broke up, grinning happily. Kelsey was gasping for breath. "Did I wear you out?" I joked. "A little, yeah!" she giggled. "I don't have a lot of energy, so you need to be gentle with me. For now!" I grinned wickedly at her, the thought of soon not having to be gentle with her anymore sending waves of hormones rushing through me. "Can you forgive me?" she asked softly. "I already have. For everything," I said firmly. "But..." "Sshhh. I forgive you, Kel. I don't care what you've done or what you've caused. It's all in the past, and it's over and done with. I love you. I'm in love with you. That's the only thing I care about anymore." She broke into tears, her beautiful face lighting up in a gorgeous smile. "Damon, will you hold me, please?" I scooted closer and gently, carefully, wrapped her in my arms, making sure not to squeeze; she had two broken ribs, after all. She fiercely clung against me, however, seemingly not caring about the pain. We embraced for awhile until she let go, and I gently helped her lie back down. "Kel?" I asked. "Yeah?" "Do you forgive me?" "There's nothing for me to for—" "Please?" I asked softly. She smiled at me and nodded. "I forgive you, Damon. I love you." "I love you too, honey." We smiled at each other, then I leaned down and kissed her again, more gently this time. As our lips were locked, I heard the door open, and Amanda's voice drifted down to us. "I thought you'd be here," she said softly. Kel and I both looked happily at her, and I waved her over. Amanda practically flew across the floor, quickly kneeling next to the bed, crying unabashedly as she and Kelsey kissed each other, gently at first, but slowly getting a little more intense. When they let up, Kelsey asked, "Amanda, do you forgive me?" Amanda smiled. "Of course I do, you know that. I could never stay angry at you." "There's some things you probably don't know, and I should tell you..." My beautiful blonde girlfriend shook her head. "I don't care, Kel. Did you murder somebody?" Kelsey blinked, then giggled. "No!" "Then I don't care what you've done. It's in the past. I want us to bury it and then never, ever talk about it again." "That sounds like a fantastic idea," I said, nodding rapidly. "Let's do that." "Are you two sure?" Kelsey asked hesitantly. "Yes," Amanda and I said in unison. "What do you say, Kel? Bury it?" I asked. She blinked away a few tears. "You two are too good for me," she said softly. "Come on, honey, let's just forget about the whole thing," Amanda encouraged her. "We're going to bury it, right here, right now. All you have to do is say yes." Kelsey glanced at both of us, then she nodded, her face torn between smiling and crying. "Yes! Please, yes!" Amanda looked at me. "Bury it?" I nodded eagerly. "Yes, absolutely! It's done. Over with." "Then it's buried. We're never talking about this anymore. Ever!" Amanda said elatedly. All three of us smiled at each other, then Amanda and I bent closer to Kelsey and we kissed. Within seconds, our tongues were flashing, and we moaned softly as we shared our love for each other. We were all panting heavily when we broke up, each of us having a big goofy grin on our faces. "God, I'm so horny!" Kelsey groaned. "Well, yeah, you haven't cum in almost a week!" Amanda laughed. "When was the last time that happened?" Kelsey made a show of thinking it over, then she giggled. "Maybe when I was five. I dunno." We all laughed at that, and I felt myself get warm just from the joy and happiness I heard in both Amanda's and Kelsey's voices. I smiled at my little sister. "I'd love to make you cum, Kel, but I think the doctor would kill us if we did that. You cum kinda hard, and I doubt your ribs could handle it." "I know!" Kelsey grumped. "I guess I'll wait!" "We'll make it up to you, sweetie, I promise," Amanda said, her voice husky. "Good!" Kelsey grinned. "Okay, if we can't fool around, can you guys at least tell me what happened? Since the car crash?" "Sure," I said, hopping off her bed and grabbing a chair. I pulled it close while Amanda remained on Kelsey's bed. Slowly, we relayed everything since the accident to Kelsey, starting with my rescuing her from the car. "Did you really punch through the car window to get to me?!" Kelsey asked, astonished. "Yeah." I smiled shyly. "Oh my God! Is that why your hand is in a cast?" I nodded. "How badly is it hurt?" "Who cares?" I shrugged. "I got you out, that's all that matters." "Thank you, Damon," she said warmly. "You saved my life." "I would die for you, Kel," I said seriously. "Without a thought." Her lip wobbled at me for a few moments, then she smiled again. "Thank you." We continued our story, from her being taken to the hospital, to Mel showing up, and everything in between. Amanda and I shared a glance, then we nodded, and we told Kelsey about why Melissa had really left. I didn't want to keep it a secret from my younger sister, and I was so fed up with lying that the mere thought of trying to concoct a story to hide Mel and Dad's secret just made me sick to my stomach. Kelsey cried at the news, but she was encouraged when I told her Melissa had brought Dad back into the room to sit vigil at her bed. "Can we do anything about the two of them?" Kelsey asked. "I can't think of anything, sweetie. We talked about it with Katie, and I think that this is something that Mel and Dad have to figure out between them at some point. If we try to force the issue somehow, all that's gonna happen is that Mom will find out, and I doubt she's going to be happy to find out her husband had sex with her oldest daughter." "I feel awful that Mel's so hurt though!" Kelsey said sadly. "Me too, Kel. And I hate having to keep yet another secret, this time from Mom. But I can't think of anything else to do right now." Kelsey sighed and nodded, then she closed her eyes and relaxed for a few moments. Amanda and I just sat together, holding hands, quietly watching her. Amanda put her head against my shoulder, and I could hear her yawn. "Are you tired?" I whispered to her. "A little, but not too much. I'm so happy that I'm scared to go to sleep, because I'm worried I'll wake up to find out it's all been a dream," she replied. I chuckled softly; I pretty much felt the same way. I turned towards her, and I gave her a deep, sensual kiss. "You two look so good together. I wish I'd realized that before tonight," Kelsey said with a slightly exasperated sigh, even as she smiled at us. "Hey! We buried that stuff, remember!" Amanda chided her. "Don't talk about it anymore!" "This is different," Kelsey said, motioning for us to come even closer. We each took hold of her left hand, leaning towards her. "I want to be with you guys, I really do, but I want you both to promise me your focus will be on each other," Kelsey said softly. "Kel, we love you," I protested. "We want you to be an equal part of us." "Yeah," Amanda chimed in. "Not the third wheel." "Look, I love you two with all my heart," my sister said. "I will take whatever love you want to give me, and obviously I want to share your beds as much as I can. But you two are so perfect for each other! I don't want anything, or anyone, to stand in your way, least of all me. I want you both to realize how great you are together and to pursue it. I don't want one of you to start worrying about not giving me enough attention, and then causing friction in your own relationship because of that." "Why would that cause friction?" I asked, not getting it. "Because people were meant to be one on one, Damon," Kelsey said, more serious than she'd probably ever been before. "We're having an amazing time being a threesome, and we're having an even more amazing time having threesomes—I'd be lying if I said that I didn't want that to continue, because I do. But even then, at some point you two would need to focus completely on each other, and I do not want you to hesitate, or refuse to do it, because of me. You two are perfect together, and it'd break my heart if I caused you two to not work out. I mean it." Amanda and I looked at each other, both of us turning Kel's words over in our minds. "But what are you gonna do if we just focus on each other?" Amanda finally asked, her voice soft. "Be happy for you two, and be with you two as much as I can. But I also want to find someone of my own one day. Someone that I can have for myself, and love for myself, all by myself." "A girl?" I asked before I even thought about it. Then I grimaced. "Shit. Sorry, Kel. I don't think that could have sounded any more selfish if I tried." She smiled at me. "It's okay. You wouldn't do well with seeing me with a boy, would you?" "No, he wouldn't," Amanda grinned. "You should have seen him in the pool when you were flirting with Erik." "Was he mad?" Kelsey giggled. "Oh yeah! He was spitting nails!" They both looked fondly at me, and I felt myself blush. Kelsey squeezed my hand. "I'm sorry, Damon. I just did that to make you jealous." "It worked amazingly well," I said wryly, causing her to chuckle. "So you want to go find someone then?" Amanda asked softly. "I don't know, to be honest. Right now I want to get better, then I want to graduate and get a scholarship to a good college. In the meantime, I want to fuck both of you as much as I humanly can, and I'll worry about finding someone for myself some other time. But if I do find someone, and it's a boy, I do not want you to be jealous..." I drew in a deep breath and let it out slowly. I berated myself in my mind for being such a jealous jackass, and I knew I had to let it go for Kelsey's sake. "I promise, Kel. I know it will be hard to see you with another boy, but I promise I won't be jealous. At least not noticeably!" Both girls gave me beautiful smiles. "What about you, Amanda?" Kelsey asked. Amanda was quiet for a few moments, then she leaned forward and kissed my sister, wiping a few tears off her own cheeks. "I just want you to be happy, Kel. You've made me so happy over the past year, and I can never, ever thank you enough. I wish that I could be that girl for you, the one you could share your whole life with," she said sadly. "You want a boy, though," Kelsey said kindly. Amanda cried for several long moments, then she whispered, "Yes ... I'm sorry." "No! Don't be! I understand why you want that. You want someone who will treat you the way your dad treated your mom. I know that, honey. I think I've always known that. I'd like to think that, maybe, subconsciously, that's why I tried so hard to set you up with my brother. Because I knew that I could never give you what you really wanted, deep down inside." "Kel, you know that if you asked me, I would step aside for you two, right?" Amanda said softly. I gasped at her in astonishment, but Kelsey just nodded. "I know. But you two are perfect for each other, you know that just as well as I do. I'd rather kill myself than break you two up. Quite frankly, I'm disgusted at my brother that he still hasn't done anything yet." "Huh? Done what?" I asked, dumbfounded. Kelsey just sighed and grabbed Amanda's hand, holding it up for me to see. "I don't see a ring on her finger yet, doofus!" "Hey!" Amanda quickly yanked her hand back. "Do you remember what I said about not wanting to be a Walmart cheerleader just yet?" Kelsey just smirked at Amanda. "Liar! You'd be deliriously happy if he asked you to marry him!" Amanda softly slapped Kelsey's hand, then she blushed furiously. "Do I get a say in this decision too?" I gasped. "No!" Kelsey grinned. "Now go buy her a ring! And don't be so damn cheap like you always are either!" The three of us looked at one another, then we burst out laughing. "Are you really serious about this, sis?" I asked after a little while. She nodded. "Yes. I want both of you to be together and grow old together. I also want you two to fuck my brains out until all of us are old together, but I don't want to come between you two ever again. Ever! Promise me?" Amanda and I exchanged a long, long glance until we finally both nodded. "We promise, Kel," I said. "Good, that's settled then!" she said with a beautiful smile. "And now you two have to spoil me rotten while I get all better!" Amanda and I just broke out laughing again. Kelsey got a pensive look on her face, then she suddenly gasped. "Damon! What happened at State?" "It hasn't happened yet, sweetie," I said. "It's tomorrow." "Oh, then you better get to bed! You need sleep!" "I'm not swimming in it, Kel, don't worry." "What?" she asked, obviously disappointed. "Why not?" "Because I haven't practiced, and because I've been too worried about you," I explained, feeling bad because of the look on her face. "You don't have to be worried about me anymore, I'm fine," Kelsey objected. "I also have this broken paw here," I said, holding up my broken right hand. "Didn't Brian say you could swim with that if you took the cast off?" Amanda asked. "Hey, whose side are you on?" I teased. "Hers," Amanda grinned. "I want to see you swim in State just as much as Kel, you know. You've trained for it for so long, why not go?" "Because I'll get killed if I do?" "So what? Damon, please go! Please?" Kelsey almost begged. "Yes, please?" Amanda added. She put her face near my sister's, and both of them gave me a truly beautiful little pout. "Okay, okay, fine! But I'll finish last in both heats, and then I'm gonna punish you both!" I threatened. They just looked at each other and grinned happily. I shook my head with a laugh, then kissed them both goodnight, saying I needed to get at least some sleep. Amanda said she was gonna be up with Kelsey for a bit longer, so I went over to the nurses' bedroom by myself. Melissa woke up as I came in, and I told her Kelsey was awake. She quickly got up and went over to talk to her little sister, leaving me by myself on the queen bed where I fell asleep quickly. ------- I tried vehemently not to yawn as Coach talked to Brian, Daryll, Erik and I, trying to impart some last bits of wisdom that wouldn't have any kind of effect in our races whatsoever. Brian grinned at me and elbowed me in the ribs. "Wake up, D!" "I'm trying, man. I got like two hours of sleep last night. I was up talking to Kelsey for awhile." "I'm glad she's recovering." "Me too!" "Do you two jokers think you're too good to listen to me?" Coach snarled at us. "No, Coach," Brian and I said simultaneously, though he was being a bit more sarcastic about it than I was. Coach had been pleasantly surprised to see me, though his mood changed rapidly when he saw my hand. After cursing at me for not telling him I'd broken it, he took a cursory glance at it. I had asked a doctor in the hospital to take the cast off, and he had done so under protest, actually making me sign a waiver that it was against his advice. My hand was still a bit swollen, with nasty, deep gashes that were slowly starting to heal over, but which I knew were going to leave huge scars. There were also several deep contusions visible everywhere; the whole thing basically looked like a heavily busted up hamburger. The doctor at the hospital had refused to give me a painkiller, but Coach had talked to a local doctor at the State championships who had injected me without hesitation. The blessed numbness that followed the shot in my hand felt absolutely wonderful. Coach and I had decided that since I was so tired, and since my hand was busted up, doing both distances would not be a good idea. So that had left the choice between either the two hundred meters breast stroke, or the 400 meter individual medley. We had gone back and forth about it, eventually deciding that I had a better shot to do well at the medley, since I'd done so well in it the previous week. I simply didn't have the speed in the breast stroke to finish in the top three, plus my hand would be more of a hindrance in that stroke than in all the others. Coach finished his speech, wishing us all good luck, and we went to go sit on the side, watching as several finals got underway. Erik and Daryll swam and both finished in the top three, excellent achievements for both of them, while Brian finished second in his final at the 100 meter freestyle. I looked around the stands, vaguely hoping to see a familiar face. Mom and Dad weren't here, as they had decided to go to the hospital to be with Kelsey, and Amanda had stayed up all night talking to my two sisters, so I had let her sleep when it was time for me to get up and go. She looked exhausted, even in her sleep, never stirring when I left the room at six in the morning. To my surprise I saw Jonathan standing near the entrance, looking for all the world like he was trying to find someone, and I quickly walked over to him. "Hey Damon," he said as he saw me walk up. "How's your hand?" "It's fine now, they put a shot in it. It's totally numb," I said with a dismissive shrug. "I know those, they're awesome." "Yeah. What are you doing here?" "If I said I came to watch you swim, would you believe me?" I gave him a questioning look. "No, I wouldn't." He grinned. "Well, to be fair, I did enjoy watching the semis last week, but no, that's not why I'm here. Stacey wanted me to tell you that she managed to get a TV into Kelsey's room with satellite reception, so Kelsey can watch you swim." "She can?" I asked, stunned. "Yeah. A local sports network is broadcasting it live. We got them set up to receive it early this morning." "That's awesome," I said with a big grin. "Thanks, man." He nodded. "No problem. When do you swim?" "The final after this one." "Alright, good luck," he said encouragingly. I walked away from him with a big grin on my face, my tiredness and worry over my hand evaporating at the thought that my sister would be watching me. My step suddenly felt quite a bit lighter, and I got that same rush of adrenaline again. I wanted to do well for Kelsey. I didn't care where I finished, but I wanted to at least beat my time from the semi-finals. I was getting all charged up and started pacing around, eager for my final race to start. Brian asked me if anything was wrong, and I just shrugged, saying I was getting antsy. He smiled in understanding. When finally my race came up, I almost sprinted towards the starting block, then I stopped when I saw a camera from the local affiliate nearby. I quickly moved in front of it and mugged it with a big grin. "Hey sis!" I said, waving. The cameraman scowled at me and angrily motioned at me to get lost. I made my way over to my starting block with a chuckle. "Hey Damon!" Mitch Stevens said from beside me in lane four. "What happened to your hand?" "It's a long story," I said with a smile. "Four-six?" He half laughed, half snorted, obviously thinking I was joking. When he saw that I wasn't laughing, he suddenly got a very serious look on his face. He eyed me a few more times, then he shook his head. "No way, man. Fuck that!" "Alright, suit yourself," I said, shrugging slowly. "You'll still look good with a silver medal around your neck." He immediately began to look worried, and I smiled in my mind. Maybe if he thought I was really going for a four-six, he'd swim absolutely full out, and I could pull myself up after him again. I wanted to beat that 4:09:42 from the semis. As the announcer told us to get set, I grinned. I was going to make Kelsey proud... Thirty minutes later, with a gold medal around my neck, I still couldn't stop grinning. My time of 4:07:11 stood almost proudly on the number one spot on the results board. Mitch had come in second, nearly a full second slower than me. I had never even needed him, having led the entire race from start to finish. My hand was hurting so badly that it was throbbing through the heavy local anesthetic, but I paid it no mind. I was a fucking State champion, but even that didn't really please me as much as I thought it would. All I cared about was that Kelsey was okay. "Damon? Damon! A quick word for KTON, please?" a fairly cute female reporter asked, running up to me with the asshole cameraman from before in tow. "Sure." I shrugged. They got set, a process which took several minutes, then she turned towards me. "Damon Richards, a remarkable victory today, again shaving off several seconds from your personal best time. You're the first to beat Mitch Stevens in the 400 meter individual medley in over two years, and now you're State champion! To what do you attribute your unbelievable success?" I grinned at the camera and winked. "To my sister. I love ya, Kel!" ------- True to the doctor's word, Kelsey was moved to a non-ICU room that same day, and Stacey wheedled, cajoled and begged until she was finally allowed to share a room with my sister. It only lasted for about a week, since Stacey was released twelve days after the accident, but the two of them were giggling and laughing constantly, thoroughly enjoying their time together. Amanda and I fell into a steady routine. We'd sleep at either my house or her house, go to school, get Kelsey's homework assignments, then took those to the hospital where we'd stoically ignore Kelsey's pleas of being too tired to do school work and made her do it anyways. Amanda simply told her that if Kelsey didn't keep her 4.0 GPA, my sister probably couldn't take the same classes she would in college, which instantly motivated Kel. Once we were done, we'd just hang out, goof around, watch TV, eat some dinner, and generally just behaved like teenagers did until visiting hours ended. Amanda and I would go home, watch some TV and go to bed, only to repeat the whole thing again the next morning. In the weekends, we'd simply be with Kelsey the whole day, often being joined by most of the other cheerleaders, especially Carynne and Stacey. Though we never talked about it, both Amanda and I agreed that we weren't going to have sex until Kelsey was finally able to rejoin us. I wasn't sure if we did so as penance, or because we just wanted to wait until we could enjoy my sister again, but we simply stopped. Instead, we cuddled and kissed more, simply enjoying spending time together as we fell deeper and deeper in love. Dad and I had an uneasy time of it, avoiding each other for most of that first week, but slowly we began talking to each other again. We both carried a secret that we needed to keep from Mom, which wasn't something either of us wanted, but we learned to live with it anyways. With the knowledge of what he had done to Melissa firmly lodged in my brain, my relationship with him was never the same, but eventually he and I were able to go on almost the same way we always had. Melissa stayed for two weeks after Kel came out of her coma, and she used that time to patch up her frayed relationship with Mom. By the end of the two weeks, it was as if she'd never left the house all that time ago, and they were thick as thieves again. Sadly, her relationship with Dad remained broken, the two of them hardly saying a word beyond hello and good night, but at least Mel consented to stay in our parents' house even if I was staying over at Amanda's. She told me she still locked her room at night, though. On the day of her return flight to L.A., Melissa and Kelsey both hugged for what seemed like hours. Kelsey was crying about the fact her sister couldn't stay longer. "I have to go, Kel, I need to go pay bills, and I really need to work to get some money back in my bank account. You two just make sure to come to UCLA this summer, so we can spend a lot more time together the next four years. Besides, once you've lived in L.A. for awhile, you'll never want to leave again," Melissa said with a soft smile. She and I said goodbye at the airport after I escorted her to the security checkpoint for all departures. Our own hug was no less intense than hers and Kelsey's had been. She took my face between her hands and gave me a long, slow kiss. "Goodbye, little brother. Take care of Kelsey, okay?" "Of course, you know I will," I said, struggling badly to not cry. "And thank you for everything you've done for me," she said sincerely, putting her hand over my heart. "Without you, Mom and I still wouldn't be talking." I sniffled, feeling a little uncomfortable at all the praise. "I love you, Mel. I'll do anything for you, you know that." "Yes, I do. You're the best brother in the world," she said, hugging me again. "Bye Damon." "Bye Mel." Right before she let me go, she paused, then she whispered in my ear, "That morning, when I teased you so much and said it was a joke? I wasn't joking. I really wanted you ... I still do." She kissed my cheek, and I felt her tears slide down her cheekbones, softly touching my skin. I felt my jaw drop to the floor as I stared at her, but she turned around without another word and walked off, going through the security terminal without looking back. I stood there for at least an hour, just staring after her long after she'd passed beyond my view. When I finally came back to the hospital, I found Amanda and Kelsey chatting happily. I entertained the notion of not telling them for about half a second, then discarded it and told them anyways. I was done with lying or hiding the truth. I expected them to be stunned, but they both just gave me mysterious little smiles—all that did was make me even more uneasy. About a week later, in a frenzy of horniness, Amanda, Carynne and I fingered my sister off in her bed one afternoon. However, Kelsey cried out in pain as soon as she started squirting, and I had to run to get a doctor. He stoically asked her what she'd done, and she finally admitted, shamefaced, that she had an orgasm. The doctor just nodded, as if he was used to teenagers getting themselves off in his hospital, then told her that due to the nature of her rib fractures he strongly advised her against having any more orgasms until she was healed, since the tension in her body would just aggravate those injuries. Kelsey pouted but agreed to his request. I spent the rest of the afternoon kissing her to apologize, which only slightly mollified her. Amanda and I told her that we'd not been having sex either, figuring it was a nice show of solidarity towards her. Kelsey said we were both insane, then she hugged and kissed us for hours. True to his word, Mr. Winterton had the best plastic surgeon in the country fly over. The surgeon expertly took care of the scar on Kelsey's head, to the point where it was only barely visible if you pulled her hair completely out of the way and knew where to look. He also took care of the scar on her leg, completely removing it altogether. When she saw the results, Kelsey fiercely hugged the man with tears of joy in her eyes. Twenty-seven days after the accident, Kelsey was released from the hospital, and we got to take her home. She was still a bit sore and had to be careful with her arm, leg and ribs, but the doctors said if she didn't do anything strenuous she should be fully recovered a few weeks later. We had arranged a giant welcome-home party for her, and the sight of thirty odd friends all cheering at her when she stepped out of Mom's minivan made her break down and cry. For the next two weeks we could tell Kelsey was getting exceedingly horny, and she was constantly trying to tease Amanda and I into having sex. However, we didn't want to run the risk of re-injuring Kelsey's ribs, so we regretfully told her she had to wait until her ribs were healed, and she pouted at us before sighing and accepting it. She also seemed less than thrilled when I told her of my promise to Dad, that she and I wouldn't be having sex at home anymore if either he or Mom were home. Eight weeks passed since the day of the accident. ------- I woke up early that Saturday morning, gently disentangling myself from underneath my gorgeous girlfriend, and went downstairs for some early breakfast. I had quickly gotten my body used to being on a regular diet-and-exercise pattern again, and I felt fantastic. My hand was still a bit sore, but the cast had come off, and the doctor had said all the breaks had healed cleanly or were on their way to. Coach had begun my training for Nationals just a week earlier, not happy about having to wait, but saying he needed to be sure I'd be one hundred percent which I couldn't be with my hand all busted up. I'd just smiled at him patiently and nodded. I'd swum 4:07 with my hand busted up, so it didn't seem to be such a problem, but I'd humored him anyways. I did a quick check around the house to make sure that Mom and Dad had really left for the weekend, like they said they would, then sat down in the living room, turning on the TV and watching some Sportscenter while I ate. I fell back asleep sometime during the second re-run. I woke up some time later when Amanda's voice came from behind me. "Mmmm, nice. A sexy hunk in just his boxers," she purred. I grinned as I turned around on the couch, tightening my abs a bit for her benefit, then gasped when I saw her standing in the doorway. She was wearing some tiny, black lace panties and absolutely nothing else. Her breasts were gloriously firm, as always, and her nipples were so hard I immediately felt my mouth begin to water. My cock tented out my boxers in a second, which of course didn't escape her notice. "Remember our bet?" she asked teasingly. I couldn't help but grin like a loon. "Vaguely, yeah." She walked up to me, sexily sashaying her marvelous hips, then she bent down to give me a deep, slow kiss. I felt my mouth water at the sight of her fantastic breasts so near my face. "You're mine this day. All mine," Amanda breathed. "I'm yours every day!" I smiled. "Mmmm, I know, but today's going to special. I think we've waited long enough to fuck, don't you?" Amanda moaned sultrily. "Yeah, but what about Kel?" I asked, gulping several times in an effort to catch my breath. "It'll be okay, come on," she whispered, crooking her finger at me. I jumped up from the couch and wrapped her in my arms, our lips meeting again with a loud slap, and my tongue eagerly driving into her mouth. Her hand quickly sought out my cock, stroking it through my boxers. She broke off our kiss after a few moments, pulling on my shaft. "Come with me." "Where are we going?" "To the kitchen. We're gonna make brunch." "Are you hungry?" "Oh yeah!" she grinned. I shrugged and followed her into the kitchen. There were worse things in life than to eat breakfast with an almost naked Amanda. She opened the fridge and started grabbing things, putting them into my hands and asking me to put them on the table. After just a few items, I frowned. "Shouldn't we be getting like sandwich stuff or cornflakes or something?" So far she'd given me small cubes of cheese, small slices of sausage, a plate of sushi she'd bought the day before, and a box of strawberries. "No," she grinned, getting out a can of whipped cream. "This seems like an unusual brunch?" I remarked slyly. I was starting to get a pretty good idea of where this was going, but I decided to just play along. "It is," she giggled. "Okay..." I grinned. I put the stuff on the table, then sat down in my regular spot. Amanda walked over and promptly placed herself in my lap, facing me. "God, I've missed fucking you," she moaned in my ear as she started to rub her pussy up and down against my shaft. I groaned loudly at the delicious sensation of her panties grinding against me, putting my hands on her ass and squeezing it. Her nipples were rubbing against my bare chest, and the heat of her slit washed over me. "You want to fuck right here?" I groaned, reaching down to get my cock out into the open. All I had to do was slide her panties an inch to the side, and I'd have easy access to her pussy. "Yes, but not just yet," she whispered, her voice quivering from excitement. She was rapidly grinding herself on me, and her breathing was becoming labored. "Do you want to cum first?" I gasped, hoping she'd say yes. After not having cum for almost forever, I figured she'd just explode. "No, we're waiting on somebody," she grinned. "But she just showed up." "Yup!" my sister said from the doorway. "What do you guys think, am I dressed appropriately for brunch?" I turned around and suddenly found myself completely, utterly speechless. Kelsey was standing in the doorway to the kitchen, modeling her luscious body for us with a perfect, beautiful smile. She had crooked her hips a little, making her ass look extra perky, and her amazing breasts were standing so proudly erect they almost seemed to be taunting gravity. Her nipples were maybe even harder than Amanda's. The only thing she was wearing was a small pink belt that hung slightly askew across her tummy and her hips, not covering anything except for a very small part of her belly button. I could see her wonderful, pink slit glisten with excitement. "Jesus, Kel," I gasped. "You like?" Kelsey teased, her huge grin showing she knew full well how much I liked it. "Oh, he does," Amanda said hotly while grinding on me. "His cock nearly grew another inch when he saw you." Kelsey's smile was an absolute joy to behold as she slowly walked up to us, swishing her perfect hips in much the same way Amanda had a few moments before. She leaned down and gave me a soft kiss, then she kissed Amanda too. "Thank you for setting the table," she said to Amanda. "You're welcome!" Amanda smiled. Kelsey moaned, "I am so horny! I'm going to cum as soon as you guys get started." "Started with what? Fucking?" I asked eagerly. "Didn't you tell him?" Kelsey asked curiously. "No, I figured it'd be more fun as a surprise," Amanda grinned. "Little tease!" Kelsey laughed as she swatted Amanda's ass, causing her to grind even more sensuously in my lap. "It'll just make him more horny, you know that. And he hasn't cum in like seven weeks, so his balls are bursting at the seams." "I sure hope so! Okay, let's eat," Kelsey said, then before I could say anything she quickly climbed up on the table and lay down on her back. "This is why we didn't need any plates!" Amanda grinned, getting off my lap and quickly taking her panties off. She grabbed the can of whipped cream and sprayed two little tufts over my sister's nipples, teasingly licking them off. "Oh, God!" Kelsey groaned, shivering under her lover's tongue as it drew slow, wet circles over her fantastic tits. I frantically tore off my boxers, nearly tripping over them, then pushed my sister's legs apart. Her soft pink slit was already moist beyond belief, and I bent down with Kelsey's delicious scent pervading my entire being. I hungrily opened my mouth, bringing my tongue towards her slit. "Hey! You gotta use food!" Amanda giggled. "You don't lick an empty plate, do you?" "I do if it's as juicy as this one!" I grinned, trailing my tongue across Kelsey's wet cleft. The taste of her pussy after having not had it for nearly two months was like the sweetest nectar, and I ached to feel her spray all over my face. "Damon! Put a strawberry in my pussy and eat it out," Kelsey suggested with a cute little pout. I smiled at her idea. Amanda handed me a few strawberries while she was placing some cheese and sushi pieces across my sister's amazing body, then started nibbling them off. Kelsey was squirming mightily under the tickling sensations, and I could smell her pussy getting wetter. I put my index and middle fingers on both sides of Kelsey's pussy, shivering as I touched her puffy little lips, then gently pushed them open. My cock staggered at the sight of her sexy cunt opening in front of me, and I felt a huge rush to drive my pole straight inside. I ignored it, however, and slowly, teasingly, pushed a strawberry inside her slit with my free hand. "Oh fuck, yeah!" Kelsey mewled when the cold piece of fruit was pushed inside her, goosebumps appearing all over her thighs. I smiled and licked the insides of her legs, slowly drawing my tongue closer to her heavenly treasure. Amanda's face popped up right above me, grinning. "Go on, eat it! Suck that strawberry right out of her!" she said eagerly, chewing on a small piece of sushi that she had just scooped off my sister's tummy. Kelsey was panting heavily, and I figured she wasn't going to last much longer. I put my mouth over Kel's sexy slit, blowing on it slowly. "Fuck! Damon, please stop teasing me and eat me!" Kelsey begged. With a wide grin, I softly bit down on her excited pussy, carefully scraping my teeth across and through her lips until they reached the strawberry. I sank my teeth inside it, moaning at the taste of the sweet fruit juice that mixed rapidly with my sister's own juices. After swallowing the small bite, I lapped across her slit a few times, then used my tongue to scoop out the remains of the piece of fruit, right before I pushed in another strawberry. Kelsey was absolutely bucking, and I was amazed that she still hadn't cum. I decided to see how far I could tease her, so rather than eat the strawberry that was currently inside her, I slowly pushed another one inside her cunt. "Do it!" Amanda hissed excitedly. "Fill her up!" "Another one?" I grinned. "Yeah!" Amanda said, nodding happily, glancing at my sister's face over her shoulder. "She's loving it!" "Oh yes, I am!" I heard Kelsey wail, as I slowly pushed a third strawberry inside her. Her slit was getting pretty full, so rather than try for a fourth I grinned as I slowly bit down, my teeth slicing through the first piece of fruit. With strawberry juice oozing all over it, I teasingly lifted my tongue and roughly started grinding it against Kelsey's clit. "Fuck!" my sister screamed. She locked her hands in my hair, and her pussy just absolutely exploded. The pent up sexual tension of going so long without an orgasm released in a giant wave, and a stunning squirt of her cuntjuice sprayed out of her, hitting me square in the face. I laughed delightedly as Kelsey drowned me, the sensation of having her soak my face, in combination with the delicious taste of her cum, sending absolute spirals of delight through my every fiber. I rapidly blinked my eyes, ignoring the sting of Kel's juice in them, and opened them again just in time to see Amanda lower her face, wanting to share in Kel's overpowering orgasm. Kel's second squirt was so forceful that she actually pushed two of the strawberries out of her, while gushing Amanda and I with her cum. Amanda's tongue lashed at Kelsey's clit, sensually dithering against it, and I locked my mouth on my sister's pussy lips, drinking eagerly. Pulse after pulse of Kelsey's cum filled my mouth, and I gasped in surprise when it began to spill over my lips. I swallowed about half of it with a loud groan, then let her fill my mouth again. My entire face was drenched, as was most of my hair. Rivulets of Kelsey's cum were running down my chest, and when I looked up at Amanda I saw that she, too, was almost soaked while she continued licking Kelsey's slit. The size of Kel's orgasm after having gone so long without was unbelievable. My sister was shivering wildly, her pussy spasming in the aftermath of her wild climax, and she was letting out unintelligible grunts and little moans of happiness as a few small gushes of her cum dribbled out of her. Finally Amanda and I looked at each other, and we both grinned. She curled her finger at me to come closer, and I locked my lips against hers, sharing my sister's cum with her. We both moaned lewdly as our tongues played with my sister's cunt gush. We spilled some, the juice sensually leaking down my chin and neck, but most of it vanished into our tummies to our utter delight. Kel's cum had been absolutely delicious for as long as I'd been allowed to drink it, but it had never tasted more wonderful than it did right then. Amanda and I broke our kiss, and she wasted no time in sliding a finger inside Kelsey's pussy. She toyed with it for a few moments, then managed to flip the final strawberry out, catching it with her other hand and eating it with relish. Kelsey was still spasming and groaning, her gorgeous body just wracked with pleasure, and Amanda and I sat up beside her, both of us giving her a huge smile. "You okay, baby?" Amanda asked sweetly, softly nuzzling my sister's neck. "Oh fuck!" Kelsey panted. "I've never ... cum so hard before!" I leaned in close and kissed her, loving the sensual feel of her soft, full lips against mine. Kelsey wrapped her arm around my neck and held me close, her tongue sliding into my mouth. We both moaned happily, lost in our love for each other. "Mmmm, did I do all that?" she giggled while playing with my drenched hair. "Yeah. It was unbelievable how much you squirted!" I grinned. "Well, it was like four weeks worth, you know." She gave me a lewd grin. "I have a lot more where that come from." "I want it!" I groaned. "All of it. I want all your cum all over me!" She bit her lip and nodded eagerly. "I want you to make me cum lots and lots more. I want you to fuck me in every hole!" "Oh God..." I groaned deliriously. My cock was like a steel pole, pointing right at her, and Kelsey rolled over onto her side, grabbing it with her small hand then pulling it towards her mouth. I willingly let her guide me, and I closed my eyes as her lips locked over it. "Uhm, suck me, Kel!" Amanda was smiling at us, kissing my sister's body while letting her hands roam everywhere. She kneaded Kelsey's tits and her ass, and she sucked on my sister's neck so roughly she left a huge hickey. Kelsey's mouth was working miracles on my shaft, her lips locked around it so tightly it seemed like she was trying to draw a vacuum. She rapidly bobbed up and down, apparently fully determined to suck every last drop of my cum out of my balls. Like my sister, I hadn't cum in forever, and my abstinence, along with my excitement over getting to drink my sister's squirt again, made me go off in no time. I began riding my cock up and down in Kelsey's mouth, my breathing becoming erratic, and sweat breaking out all over my body. I gently played with her hair while I fucked her mouth, then I moaned. "Oh fuck, Kel! I love you!" Kelsey eyes lit up at me, their color the most beautiful blue I had ever seen, and her smile grew wider around my cock. The sight of my gorgeous sister slurping on my own shaft did the trick as a massive burst of my cum absolutely erupted into her mouth. The force of my blast surprised Kelsey, and she choked slightly when my cum sprayed into the back of her throat. Thick rivulets of my cream oozed out from between her lips, and I saw her valiantly try to swallow right as the second burst hit. Kelsey began to laugh while her mouth filled to overflowing, a white wave of my cum washing out over her chin as she could no longer contain it. Amanda quickly brought her face near, lapping eagerly at my hot, sticky goo, and Kel pulled my cock out of her mouth and just jerked it rapidly. I was groaning and bucking under the force of her furious jacking, small drops and splatters of my cum flinging absolutely everywhere: on both girls' faces, in their hair, over Kelsey's tits and neck, on the table, and even on the floor. Kelsey didn't care, instead laughing joyfully as I painted her and Amanda with my jizz. A final spurt blasted onto my sister's nose; then, my knees buckled, and I sank to the floor, my cock slipping out from between her cum covered fingers. I was panting and gasping for breath, while Kel and Amanda started hungrily licking my cum off each others' faces and swapping it with each other. I had sprayed an absolutely massive load over them, and they kept each other happily entertained for several minutes trying to make sure they got it all. The fantastic spectacle kept me rock hard, and I got back up after a few minutes, smiling at the girls. "Seems like you were a little excited there, big brother?" Kelsey teased, even while Amanda licked the last globs of my cum out of her eyebrows. "No more than you!" I said happily, kissing her. We both moaned softly as we made out, and Amanda joined her tongue to ours after a few seconds. I felt practically delirious with love for the two of them, and the realization that they felt the same way about me made it a million times better. "Time for you to cum too," Kelsey said to Amanda, who immediately nodded, biting her lower lip. "How do you want it, Amanda?" I asked, eager to help. "Can I sit on your face, Kel?" Amanda groaned, her delightful body shivering with desire. "Yes! Come here!" Kelsey said hotly, sticking her tongue out and rolling it around sensually, showing how badly she wanted to lick Amanda's slit. Amanda wasted no time in climbing up on the table, kneeling above Kelsey's face with her legs on either side of my sister's head, then slowly lowering herself. Her groan of pleasure as she felt my sister's tongue slide through her cunt almost made me cum again. As Amanda slowly rode Kelsey's face, I grabbed a few pieces of sushi and cheese and sprinkled them across Kelsey's body, then I slowly began to nibble them off her. I kept my hands behind my back, instead using my lips to gobble up the food, causing my sister to squeal and shiver under the tickling sensation. After a few minutes of teasing, I wanted to do more, so I began to play with Amanda's breasts with my left hand while letting my right one slide down Kelsey's tummy and slowly across her slit. I diddled my sister's clit for a few seconds, then gently pushed two of my fingers inside her sopping cunt. Amanda was energetically humping Kel's face, her pants and moans reaching a crescendo as Kelsey hungrily ate her out, and I squeezed her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, playfully rolling it around. I absolutely loved playing with both girls like that, steadily increasing my pace until I was roughly fingering my sister, and Amanda began to hiss at the sensual torment I was inflicting on her tits. "Oh, God, I'm gonna cum!" Amanda mewled, and I quickly let go of her breast, bringing my hand towards her ass. She gave me a desperate glance over her shoulder, nodding at me once, then she thundered over the edge into orgasm the second I slid my middle finger deep up her ass. "Uhm, yeah!" Kelsey moaned as Amanda came on her face, thick waves of my girlfriend's creamy cunt juice sloshing over my sister's tongue. The mere sounds of hot, wet licking coming from Amanda's cunt were driving me crazy, and I humped my cock against Kelsey's side, groaning at how hot she was. My fingers were blurring in her pussy, and a few seconds later Kelsey again erupted into orgasm, a huge spray of her cum splattering on the kitchen floor. Both girls moaned and bucked as they came, groaning wildly in their magnificent orgasms while I eagerly fingered their holes. Amanda's ass was clenching tightly on my finger, but eventually she slowly started to wind down from her climax. Kelsey, on the other hand, just sprayed and sprayed, soaking my entire hand. Amanda finally collapsed, slowly letting herself fall backwards onto my sister. Kelsey's pussy twitched and just oozed a few final drops of her juice, then her body relaxed too. I pulled my finger out of Amanda's ass before it got trapped between the two of them, then removed my fingers from Kel's cunt, bringing them to my mouth and licking them clean with delicious moans. Both girls were purring like Siamese cats, an occasional twitch of post-orgasmic pleasure shuddering through them. "You two are so amazing," I sighed in awe, causing both girls to just grin happily. "I'm glad you like it," my sister moaned. Her entire face was glazed in Amanda's cum, and she lazily drew her finger through it, putting it into her mouth and sucking it clean with obvious delight. "I don't just like it, sis! I fucking love it!" They both giggled at me, then Amanda slowly rolled off my sister, resting on her side on the table. "Kel, get on top of me!" she moaned softly. Kelsey quickly complied, rolling over and letting Amanda lie down on her back in the middle of the table. She positioned herself on top of her lover in a classic sixty-nine, then slowly lowered her face to my girlfriend's cunt. Her tongue lashed out, and she hotly began to lick Amanda's clit. Amanda returned the favor, putting both her hands on my sister's spectacular ass and pulling it apart a little, then burying her face in Kelsey's cunt, slurping eagerly. My cock had returned to complete hardness, and I quickly moved to the side of the table, standing behind Kelsey. My sister's pink belt still hung sexily over her hips, and I put my hands underneath it, pulling her body a little closer to me. "Oh, yeah, I like that!" Kelsey moaned. "What?" I asked, chuckling. "Me pulling you?" "Yes! I love being pushed and pulled until I'm where you want me. That makes me so fucking hot!" "Mmmm, she's not kidding," Amanda moaned, drawing her tongue lusciously through my sister's slit. "She's almost burning my tongue with her hot little pussy." "Can I feel?" I asked, my cock pointing straight at my sister's cunt, desperately eager to be let inside. Amanda just grinned at me and grabbed my cock, guiding it towards Kelsey's pussy. I grabbed my sister's belt with my left hand, while I slapped her magnificent ass with my right. "Uhm, God, I've missed being spanked!" Kelsey grunted happily. "Do it, Damon. Slap my little ass!" "Little?" I joked with a teasing grin, causing Amanda to burst into giggles right as she was tonguing my sister's cunt. "Hey!" Kelsey exclaimed, looking at me over her shoulder, her eyes sparkling with joy. "Don't pick on me, you big jerk!" "Don't listen to him, Kel, you know he's completely in love with your ass," Amanda moaned from underneath her, sensually rubbing her hands over it sensually. "Are you?" Kelsey teased, wiggling her fantastic ass in my face. "Fuck, yeah!" I groaned, feeling my mouth go dry. While Amanda and I both rubbed and spanked Kelsey's ass, I moved forward until my cock was just a few inches from my sister's cunt. Kelsey's voice turned husky, and her eyes blazed like a California forest fire. "Fuck me, Damon," she moaned. I clenched my teeth on my tongue and pushed forward, letting out a long, pleasurable groan as I entered my sister's cunt for the first time in forever. To say that she was hot and wet would have been like calling the sun hot or a swimming pool wet. Her pussy was absolutely gushing, and the heat that enveloped my cock slowly spread throughout my entire body. I slid forward until my entire shaft was buried inside her, groaning as Amanda's tongue alternated between my sister's pussy and the very bottom of my cock. "I've missed your cock!" Kelsey said excitedly, a thoroughly satisfied smile appearing on her face as I penetrated her. "I've missed you too, Kel," I said, a little sadly. "I can't believe it's been almost two months since we last—" "Hey! Stop worrying about it!" Amanda chastised me, slapping my thigh with her hand. "We're just going to make up for all the lost time, starting today!" That prospect put a huge grin on all our faces, and I nodded. I grabbed Kelsey's belt, then started fucking her—slowly at first, since it'd been a while. Kelsey was moaning and grunting in total pleasure, however, so it didn't take long before I was back to plowing her full speed, my balls dangling and slapping against her delectable cunt on every thrust. I looked down to see my cock disappearing in my sister's own pussy, and I couldn't suppress a proud grin when I saw Amanda's happy face, her tongue licking everywhere. She seemed to be in total ecstasy. "I love you, Amanda," I moaned. "And you, Kel." "I love you too. I love you both," Amanda said hotly. "Me too!" Kelsey grinned. We licked, fucked and sucked for several moments, until an absolutely massive shudder tore through Amanda's body. "Oh, you like that, baby?" Kelsey giggled proudly, looking back at the two of us. "God, Kel, that's amazing!" Amanda whimpered deliriously. "More, please?" "Gladly," my sister said, lowering her face back to Amanda's pussy where she continued whatever it was that she was doing. Amanda started twitching and squirming so wildly beneath my sister that it seemed likely she'd have flung herself off the table if she hadn't been trapped by Kelsey's body. "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!" Amanda started chanting, humping her slit against my sister's face until she finally let out a roaring squeal and just exploded, her body arching so fiercely she nearly bucked Kelsey off of her. "Fuck, Kel!" she screamed. My sister was laughing delightedly in between licks and moans, breathlessly drinking every drop of Amanda's juice. The sounds of her tongue sucking on Amanda's cunt were driving me crazy, and I increased my pace in my sister's cunt, wanting nothing more than to cum myself. Amanda unbelievably kept cumming for nearly a full minute, but finally her body relaxed, and she slumped back onto the table with her eyes closed and an utterly satisfied smile on her face. "Did she wear you out?" I asked, a little hopefully. My wonderful girlfriend's eyes popped open instantly, and she grinned. "Never! But it was good!" "I'm glad you liked it!" Kelsey said brightly, looking back at us again. "Fuck, it was unbelievable!" Amanda groaned. "Where did you learn how to do that? And when?" "It's a secret," Kelsey grinned. "But I'll teach you how to do it to me, if you want?" "Yeah, please! I want to do it to you too!" "Do you think Carynne would like it?" "God, she would just explode and launch herself off you!" Amanda gasped. Kelsey giggled elatedly at the prospect of detonating Carynne's pussy, and I began to get really curious. "Can you teach me too, Kel?" I asked. "No," she grinned teasingly. "I like being able to make Amanda cum harder than you can!" I laughed and firmly slapped her ass, the sound echoing through the kitchen. Kelsey moaned and shook her ass at me, and I spanked it again, harder. "Mmmm, spank me! I'm a bad girl!" my sister moaned hotly. My mouth turned dry at just how horny she sounded, but I nodded and kept on spanking her, thwacking her ass over and over again. It turned a delectable shade of red, and I could feel Kel's cunt clench and ooze around my cock as she got more and more excited. I was starting to lose it, so I focused on my thrusts in her cunt for awhile, my cock slowly starting to glow under the friction. I gave one last slap on Kelsey's ass, and she began to shake and quiver. "Are you cumming, Kel?" I grinned. I wanted to feel her explode all over my cock. "Almost! Keep pounding me, just like that! Amanda, suck on my clit, please!" We both eagerly complied with her request; Amanda was snaking her tongue out to diddle over Kel's clit, while I clenched myself and tried to go even faster in and out of my sister's wonderful cunt. I loved being able to hold her by her belt, using it to pull her back against me on every stroke. My cock was glistening with her cunt juice, and I was in absolute heaven. "Damon!" Amanda groaned. "Yeah?" I groaned. "Finger her ass!" she said lewdly. My face twisted into a delighted grin as I lowered my right hand towards Amanda's face, sticking out my index and middle fingers. She sucked them eagerly into her mouth, coating them with her saliva, then I put them near Kel's reddened ass, temporarily ceasing my fucking. "Ready, Kel?" I asked teasingly. It was all my sister could do to wiggle her insanely hot ass and grunt approvingly. "Just do it!" Amanda grinned. I put the tips of my two fingers against Kelsey's asshole and pushed forward, deliberately going slow so as to torment her more. Kelsey bucked and shuddered lewdly as I penetrated her ass, and it took almost a minute before I had my fingers seated almost all the way inside her. "Yes! Fuck my holes! Please!" Kelsey mewled while she clenched tightly on my cock and fingers. I gladly obeyed her request, continuing my thrusts in her cunt while also slowly starting to slide my fingers in and out of her ass. "Oh God!" Kelsey screamed, and her body tensed up before she started shivering. If it hadn't been for me holding on to her belt, she'd have probably just collapsed on top of Amanda when her orgasm started tearing through her. A wave of her cum surged around my cock, squirting out past my shaft and exploding over Amanda's face. I grinned as I felt her pussy and ass clench me. There was no greater feeling in the world than to be inside my sister's holes when she came. "Oh yeah!" Amanda giggled as her face got coated again in Kelsey's juice. The look of sheer rapture in her eyes sent shivers of delight through me, and I somehow found another gear, increasing the pace of my thrusts even more while Kelsey shuddered and came. Her juice soaked my balls and my thighs, along with Amanda's face, while I kept nailing her, my own orgasm not far behind. Kelsey came for what seemed like minutes, her pussy continually oozing juice, which was happily slurped up by my amazingly wonderful girlfriend. When she was finally spent, all the strength left my sister's body, and she just slumped on top of Amanda. I let go of her belt when it started getting too tight across her tummy; I also gently removed my fingers from her ass again, instead putting my hands on her hips to hold her while I continued fucking her fantastic pussy. "Are you gonna cum too?" Amanda asked hungrily. "Yeah, I'm almost there," I groaned. "Fill her little cunt! I want you to soak her with your cum, so I can lick it all out of her!" she grinned. I let out a shuddering sigh as I continued fucking my own sister; I was so close that my entire body seemed ready to just dissolve into cum. Amanda realized I was an inch away from exploding, and she gently locked her mouth on my sack, slowly sucking my left nut into her mouth. The warmth of Amanda's mouth, combined with the tight hotness of Kelsey's cunt, finally set me off, and I slammed my cock into my sister's cunt one final time, burying the entire shaft inside her. I let out a loud scream as rope after rope of my cum just erupted inside Kelsey's pussy. "Yeah, give it to me, give me all your cum!" Kelsey grinned lewdly, biting her lower lip at the feel of my cum filling her cunt. "God, I love it!" I bucked against her, mindlessly flooding her pussy with my jizz. It wasn't nearly as large as the load I had sprayed on both their faces, but my extended abstinence had built up a huge reservoir, so I still launched what seemed like a dozen sprays into her before I finally slumped against her ass, putting my hands on the table to keep myself upright. Amanda gave a soft, lingering kiss on my balls, then she gently pulled my cock out of Kelsey's cunt. She sucked it into her mouth, licking it clean, while keeping an alert eye on my sister's pussy. "You ready for it, baby?" Kelsey asked. "Yes! I want it. Push it out, Kel!" Amanda moaned, letting my cock pop out of her mouth. My sister clenched her wonderful pussy, and within a second a thick glob of my cum started oozing out of her. Amanda groaned hotly, raising her head and thrusting her tongue right into the thick cream, lapping wildly. I stared in amazement as my sister slowly squeezed my full load out of her cunt, straight into Amanda's mouth. Amanda relished every single drop, trailing her tongue through the strings of seed that dripped from Kelsey's slit, moaning loudly at the taste. She'd swirl her tongue through Kelsey's cunt, making a gooey mess of her pussy lips, before going back and sucking them clean again. Kelsey was twisting and quivering under Amanda's actions, loving every second of it. Amanda kept up her little game for a deliciously long time before she finally swallowed the last drop with a deep sigh of pleasure. "Mmmm, yummy!" she grinned at me delightedly. I slowly stumbled back, my thigh muscles screaming at me for having been in that position that long, and I grabbed a chair and sat down heavily. "You two are just ... you're..." I stammered, not able to find the right word. Both amazing sweethearts untangled themselves and sat up straight on the table, side by side, facing me. "We're what?" my sister asked sweetly, a huge smile on her face. "You're like angels!" I gasped. Amanda broke into giggles, and my sister shook her head, rolling her eyes. "Don't be silly! We're just two normal cheerleaders!" "You're anything but normal! You're both wonderful, and amazing, and unbelievable, and just..." I sighed, again not finding the words to do the two of them justice. "I love you. Both of you." "We love you too!" they both said simultaneously, then they came forward to each give me a kiss. The girls sat down in my lap, one on each leg, and we just cuddled and kissed for a long time, loving being so close together. Amanda and I looked at each other, a bit of unspoken communication passing between us. We each grabbed one of Kelsey's hands, gently holding them while my sister gave us a curious look. "Damon and I have been talking, Kel," Amanda said softly, exchanging a quick glance with me. I nodded at her in encouragement. "And we need to talk to you." "Uh-oh..." my sister said warily, her eyes flicking between the two of us. "Don't say that, it's not all that bad!" Amanda grinned at her. "It's just that ... well, we've decided to focus on each other, like you said." Kelsey's face fell, and I felt my heart skip a beat at the look of sadness on her face. "We're not excluding you, Kel!" I said quickly. "We're just gonna focus on each other." Kelsey's look became one of confusion. "Okay, I have no idea what you're trying to say." "Let me explain," Amanda said. "While you were recuperating in the hospital, Damon and I were up one night, talking; specifically about what you told us, how you wanted us to focus on each other. We spent the entire evening just talking about what we wanted to do, where we saw ourselves in five and ten years, things like that." "Right. What we decided was that we both want each other to be in those future plans," I said happily. Kelsey frowned at me for a second, then her eyes lit up. "Oh my God, you're getting married?!" I grinned at her. "Not so fast, Kel. We'll make that step when we feel like we're ready for it, but we do feel like we want to be together for the rest of our lives." Kelsey's eyes filled with tears, though fortunately they were tears of happiness. She squealed with joy and flung her arms around Amanda's neck, hugging her so close Amanda was having trouble breathing. "I am so happy for you!" Kelsey exclaimed. "Thank you, Kel. For everything," Amanda said warmly. "Without you, Damon and I would never have gotten together." Kelsey beamed at us. "I'm glad it all worked out so well. You two are so perfect for so each other!" "Thank you, sis," I said, kissing her softly. My sister's smile was a thing of unequaled beauty, though I saw a hint of sadness in her eyes. "So, I take it this means we won't be fooling around anymore? The three of us?" she asked guardedly. Amanda shook her head. "No, it doesn't mean that. I could never stop making love to you for as long as you wanted me to. You were my first lover, and you will always have a very special place in my heart." Kelsey blushed a little. "You will always be in mine too. And I don't want to stop making love to you either. Nor do I want to stop fucking your brains out." Amanda moaned as my sister licked her lips, running her hands over Kelsey's firm tits in response. "Insatiable little nymph," I grinned at Kel, who just nodded her head in agreement. "Yep, that's me! But what are you trying to tell me then? That you won't fuck me anymore, Damon?" Kelsey asked. I shook my head. "No, I'd love to keep fucking you, sweetheart. You've got just as special a place in my heart as you do in Amanda's, maybe even more because you're my sister." Kelsey's look of happiness sent a warm glow through my stomach. "Good, but I have to admit that I'm just lost." "We're saying that, other than you, Damon and I are going to focus on each other. So we won't be having sex with anyone else anymore," Amanda said softly. Kelsey bit her lower lip, seemingly in an effort to keep from crying. "You know Carynne will be very sad to hear she can't fuck you anymore. Either one of you." Amanda nodded. "Yes, I know. But I think it's time Damon and I started acting like we're in a real relationship." Kelsey let out a long sigh, then her voice got very small as she asked, "Do you want me to stop fucking the other girls too?" "No, honey, of course not," I said reassuringly. "We want you to do whatever you want to, and we hope that you'll want to share our bed as often as possible. But you're the only exception we're making. In the weeks that we didn't have sex, Amanda and I just realized that we didn't really miss the group sex all that much, and we enjoyed being close together and cuddling so much more when we just focused on each other. I've had a wonderful time having sex with you and your friends, Kel, but in the end I want to focus on the two girls I love. Amanda and you." Amanda nodded. "We hope you will find someone of your own, Kel, like you want to. And when you do, we hope that you'll still want to share your bed with us, though we'd understand if you wouldn't." "I always will," Kelsey said softly. "But I do want to keep having sex with Carynne, Stacey and Mikaela too." Amanda gave her a kiss. "Good. I know they'll be very happy to hear that, Carynne especially. In fact, I think she needs to tell you something fairly soon." Kelsey frowned. "She needs to tell me something? What?" Amanda threw me a quick grin, then shrugged. "I'm not saying anything, I'd hate to spoil the surprise." "Amanda!" my sister complained. "Trust me, baby, you'll enjoy it a lot more if Carynne tells you herself." Kelsey sighed. "Fine. So let me get this straight, I still get to fuck whoever I want to, including you two, while you two will only fuck each other and me. Is that it?" "Yep," I said, nodding. Kelsey got a wicked little grin on her face. "That sounds pretty good to me!" Amanda laughed delightedly, then gave my sister another sultry kiss. "We're glad you like it." The three of us smiled at each other, then spent the next couple of minutes just kissing. We were interrupted by the sound of Kelsey's phone ringing, and she quickly ran over to the living room where she'd left it the night before. Amanda and I continued making out; she shifted in my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck. Kelsey came back a few minutes later, smiling at us. "That was Stacey, she's coming over. She says she has a surprise for you, doofus." I grinned at her as Amanda let up on our tongue wrestling session. "Did she call me a doofus?" "She should," Kelsey grinned. "C'mere, you little brat!" I laughed. Kelsey came over with a beautiful smile, and the three of us shared more kisses, loving the feel of our tongues flashing against each other. Kelsey broke the kiss off first. "We need to get dressed. Stacey said she wanted us to meet her outside." "For what?" Amanda asked curiously. My sister smiled mischievously, then she stuck her tongue out at her gorgeous friend and lover. "It's a surprise. You'll enjoy it a lot more if Stacey tells you herself!" Amanda laughed heartily, shaking her head in amusement. She gave me one last kiss, then slowly got up off my lap. As she turned around, she suddenly exclaimed, "Oh God, look!" She was pointing at the kitchen wall where an obvious trail of my sister's cum had splattered against it. "Is that mine?" Kelsey gasped. "Yeah!" Amanda grinned. "Boy, you really came hard, didn't you?" Kelsey blushed slightly. "Yeah ... wow!" I frowned slightly as I thought of how to explain that to Mom and Dad, then shrugged. With any luck it'd have dried by the time they got back, and otherwise I'd tell them I'd choked on some Gatorade and coughed it up. I was far too happy to worry about crap like that. We quickly got dressed in some warm clothes, since it was pretty cold outside, and went to wait beside the curb to our driveway. We cuddled up close together, shivering slightly, but it was only a few minutes until I heard a very specific sound coming from somewhere in the distance. The sound of a V8 humming along smoothly. As it got closer, I got more and more excited, practically shaking I was so giddy. Kelsey and Amanda were giving me peculiar looks, smiling softly, as they obviously didn't recognize the sound. Finally, a car turned the corner into our street. "No way!" I exclaimed, my mouth hanging open. The car slowly pulled up to our driveway, then turned into it. A black SUV, presumably Stacey's bodyguards, stopped in front of our neighbor's house. I paid them no mind as I stared mindlessly at the car, my breath stuck in my throat. The doors opened, and Stacey and Carynne both got out, bright smiles on their faces. "Surprise!" they shouted. "Are you ... what ... where did you ... how?" I stammered, not able to form a coherent sentence at the sight of the unbelievable piece of machinery. Standing in my driveway was a bright red, '69 Shelby Mustang GT500, in virtually the same style as Eleanor from the movie 'Gone in 60 Seconds.' It had a double white racing stripe running lengthwise right down the middle, and an impressive looking blower stuck out from the hood. The blower wasn't the only sign of its heavy customization, as I immediately noticed the lights and tires were non standard, and after taking a glance inside it seemed to have many modern features added to it. "He's already falling in love," Kelsey grinned to Amanda. "We're gonna have to fight harder to keep him." Amanda burst into laughter while she hugged Carynne. I looked at Kelsey in confusion. "Keep me? What are you talking about?" Stacey walked up to me and handed me the keys. "What your sister means is that she's all yours." "No!" I gasped. "Stacey, I can't take this!" "Sshhh," she admonished me, giving me a soft kiss. "I destroyed your car, it's only fair I get you a new one. I'm sorry it took this long, but it took Jonathan awhile to find one of these that was for up for sale; then, he had to go down to Florida to get it, it broke down twice on the drive back here, and finally it was in the garage at Syndicate Tuners for almost a month to get it back into tip top shape." "Syndicate Tuners?" I said, shocked. They were the number one car customization company in the state, if not in all the U.S... "How much did this cost you?" She shook her head at me. "You still won't let that money thing go, will you?" she sighed. "He's a doofus," Kelsey grinned. "It takes him awhile to learn things." All four girls laughed, though it was easy to tell they were just joking. "Are you serious about this, Stacey?" I asked softly. She nodded, a small smile on her face. "It's my way of saying sorry, and to thank you for still being my friend." She came closer and gave me a hug, and I tightly wrapped my arms around her, kissing the top of her head. "Thank you, Stacey. I don't know what I've ever done to deserve a friend like you, but thank you," I whispered. She looked up at me, her eyes full of happy tears. "If it wasn't for the fact that I love Kelsey and Amanda so much, I'd fight for you. But I'm happy to be your friend," she whispered back. I gave her a small smile, then took her face in my hands and kissed her softly. "Does it not have a backseat?" Amanda asked curiously from beside the car, where she was glancing inside. "No," Stacey said, shaking her head. "I bought it from a guy who had modified it to race with. He had no need for one and took it out. I guess you two will have to sit in each other's lap when Damon takes you to school." Amanda and Kelsey grinned eagerly at the prospect. "Do you guys have something to eat? I'm hungry," Carynne said. Amanda and Kelsey gave each other a wicked glance, then nodded. "Yeah we do, baby. As a matter of fact, we were just having brunch when you guys called us. There's plenty of the food left," Kelsey said. Carynne grinned at the two of them as they all turned towards the house, and Stacey said she'd be there in a second. She turned to the SUV and waved at someone; Jonathan got out quickly, coming over towards us. "He'll explain all the features we had the guys from Syndicate put in, okay? I'm going inside, because it's damn cold out here!" Stacey said. "Thanks again, Stacey," I said again. She gave me a cute wink, then followed the girls inside. Jonathan and I spent nearly an hour going over all the stuff that was in the car. Stacey had spared absolutely no expense in getting it in tip top shape. Stuff like an incredible sound system, GPS, MP3, and on-board computer were all present, as was a state of the art security system. "We had to put that in there before the insurance company was even willing to talk about insuring this thing," Jonathan explained as he taught me how to arm and disarm it. "Shit, how much will it cost me a month to insure this thing?" I asked, a bit worried. He shrugged. "Don't worry about it, I think Stacey's paid it in advance for like five years or so." I shook my head in amazement. I couldn't even begin to figure out how to express my gratitude to Stacey. "Thanks, Jonathan," I said, holding out my hand. He shook it firmly. "No problem. Have fun with her, okay?" I wondered if he meant the car or Stacey. I paused for a second, then asked, "Do you want to come inside with us?" He gave me a sly smile, then shook his head. "No, I think it's better if I don't. Stacey and I have a better understanding now; I'm going to be just her bodyguard for the time being, and then maybe someday we'll be something more." "I don't want you to come inside as Stacey's boyfriend. I want you to come inside as my friend," I said. His eyes widened in surprise, and he seemed like he was about to object, but then he nodded and shook my hand again. "I'd like that." "Cool." I nodded at him, both of us walking towards the house. "What kind of mileage does she get?" He grinned at me. "With the blower on or off?" I felt a small chill settle in my stomach. "Off..." "Off it's about fourteen to a gallon. With it on, well, let's just say that you'll be driving from gas station to gas station. You'll get there really, really fast though!" I had to chuckle at that, figuring I'd better start looking for a job again. As we approached the kitchen, I asked, "Hey, do you think you could maybe teach me some self defense tricks someday?" "Sure thing, man," he said right before we both stepped inside. The girls were all sitting around the table, nibbling on the food that was still there. They smiled at us as we came inside, and Jonathan and I grabbed two chairs and sat down. I sat between Amanda and Kelsey, while he surreptitiously sat near Stacey. For the next several hours, we just talked, laughed and giggled, enjoying our friendship. Several times I was reminded of how close I'd come to losing all of it and how fortunate I was that things had turned out as well as they had. Every time I dwelt on those things, however, Amanda seemed to notice, and she gently turned my face towards her and gave me a huge kiss. The bad feelings and regrets washed away under the touch of her lips. Sometime in the afternoon, Kelsey and Carynne snuck off together to my sister's bedroom. Their squeals of pleasure were fairly easy to hear throughout the house, especially Carynne's last one where I assumed my sister taught the gorgeous little brunette her new secret move that she had demonstrated on Amanda a little bit earlier. The rest of us just grinned, and Jonathan and I went outside for awhile, where he demonstrated some simple self-defense moves to me, with Amanda and Stacey watching us from inside the kitchen. After awhile, Amanda came outside and asked me to take her for a drive in my new car which I happily agreed to. Jonathan said he'd go back to be with the other bodyguards, while Stacey just grinned and eyed the stairs, saying she could find something to amuse herself with. Amanda and I took an hour long drive, several times putting the amazing piece of machinery through its paces. As we pulled back up to the house, Amanda grinned at me. "You're in love with this car, aren't you?" "Yeah," I admitted, looking a bit sheepish. "Will Kelsey and I have to fight for you?" "Never," I said quickly, shaking my head. "Good!" she laughed. We got out just as Stacey, Kelsey and Carynne came outside, huge smiles on each of their faces. If Carynne and Stacey were at all bothered by the fact that Amanda and I would no longer be joining their sexual escapades, they didn't show it. Instead they kissed all of us goodbye, then Stacey took the black SUV that Jonathan had loaned me two months ago and drove off with it, while she and Carynne waved at us. We waved at them for awhile, watching as the bodyguards took up position behind Stacey's car, then we went back inside. "Did Carynne love your new trick?" Amanda asked teasingly. "Oh God, yes!" Kelsey giggled. "She nearly fell off my bed when I did it to her!" "Teach me how?" Amanda groaned, her voice trembling with her desire. "I'd be happy to!" Kelsey said, licking her lips as she took Amanda's hand and quickly dragged her upstairs. "Come on, doofus!" Amanda grinned at me, and I almost ran after them, the three of us happily flinging ourselves onto Kelsey's bed. As I lost myself in the ultimate sexual delight bestowed upon me by my two goddesses, I thought to myself that my life really couldn't get any better. It was the last coherent thought I had for a long time. ------- The End ------- Posted: 2010-09-06 Last Modified: 2010-09-18 / 03:05:25 am ------- http://storiesonline.net/ -------