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Chapter 5- Assurance
Josh
To call the night an emotional one would be an understatement. His dad had brought up some pretty deep scars, though he made some valid points, though some hard to swallow.
In my mind, I still had some fault in my mother’s death. I may not have been the direct cause, but I’m the one that put the rope in her hands. I shook my head, my hands covering my face. I had to stop thinking like this, or the dreams would continue. I didn’t do it. I didn’t kill her. She took her own life.
I had a Wii remote in one hand, and the Nunchuck in the other; on the screen, ‘Skyward Swords’ Link was walking into a wall, over and over, one foot in front of the other. I kinda chuckled at that; it reminded me of all the times, playing PC games, and falling asleep at the computer, my character either dead or in the same state of perpetual motion as Link was in now.
I figured the game would distract me, but more than anything it bored me. The game just didn’t hold my interest like the previous installments. So I made my way to a save point, and turned the Wii off. I stood there, pondering what to do; I decided on working out. I could tire my body out, that’d be a great distraction.
I grabbed my sister’s iPod, and found a playlist she listed as ‘Adrenaline’; the first track being a high-paced hard-rock track I had never heard before, but was rather catchy. I threw my shirt off, and went at it.
Russell
It had been a few hours since he finished talking to Josh. While, in one hand, he felt like he got through to his son, on the other he knew the battle wasn’t over yet. God knows what he was doing down there; even from here, he could hear music coming from Kelly’s iPod dock, and it seems Josh was going for the angry, yelling music… that probably means it’s more of the latter, than the former. There was a LOT more work to do.
If he could simply put two words together to form his current state, It’d probably be “Emotionally Drained”, but two simple words just isn’t enough to convey a person’s state of mind and how that affects the people around him. Just as hard as this situation was on Jeff, it was hard for him; not just as a parent, but also as an ex-husband and his own past. Most people in failed marriages tend to call them mistakes; if other’s had made mistakes, then… what was that latin phrase Josh used earlier? mea macima cupla, “My most grievous fault”.
So, while it was a bit trite, he turned to alcohol to dull the ache. With the combination of his recliner, his beer, and the Chicago Cubs on TV, for the moment he could pretend like everything was fine. He sighed, closed his eyes. There was so much ahead that was going to be emotionally challenging for both father and son; his ex-wife’s service and burial was coming up in just a few short days. Old friends and family would be there he hadn’t seen in forever. There was the matter of the reading of his ex-wife’s will, as well.
He sighed, burying his hands into his face for a moment. There was no pretending; nothing was fine… it’s no wonder why Josh had devolved PTSD. Bringing his hand from his face, he turned to reach for his third can of beer… only to find it lacking. Beer wasn’t dulling the pain as well as it used to; he kicked the recliner in, deciding to find another, when the front door opened. Kelly walked in, still in her volleyball outfit; spandex shorts and the tight-fitting top. He almost laughed; Josh would have a hard time sleeping tonight, pills or no, but he managed to keep his poker face on as she appraised him, and the growing pile of empty beer cans. She raised her eyebrow at him. He chuckled some. “Long day… listen, I sat down, talked to Josh. He’s come to terms with the whole scenario, but I’d say he’s far from ‘ok’.”
She smiled some, her face brightened a bit, but her face slightly turned red and her eyes focused on the ground. “That’s good to hear. Guessing he’s knocked out?”
He shook his head, and once again suppressed the urge to laugh. “No, he’s awake.” He weighed the pros and cons of unloading a part of information on her; he put himself in his own past, and decided to tell her. “Just so you know, Allie will be over while you’re at school tomorrow. She’s picking Josh up so that he can pick up some of the stuff we left behind… I think they’re going swimming.”
He saw that look in her; she tried to mask it, that brutal dose of jealousy; but the way her eyes weren’t meeting his, the way she fidgeted, the change in her voice, and awkward pauses in her speech. All little things, but when you’ve looking past people’s masks for your entire life, it all seems to click. “Well, that’s cool, I guess… but uh… you don’t think it’s a bit early do you?”
She had to have known it was a thought that had already been mulled over, hours ago. “Yeah. He needs the social interaction, even if… well, you know.” He sighed, deciding to try to ease things on her. “Look, swimming sounds pretty fun, and god knows we’ve all been a bit stressed out. Why don’t I take a sick day, and you can skip out on school, and we can all relax.” He mulled over the last bit, and then added, with a small smile for her benefit, “Plus, that’d keep them from getting together.”
She looked up at him, her eyebrow raised back up. She made eye contact, but all the other tells were still there. “Why would I care if…”
He moved in front of her, putting a hand on her shoulder. “Come on, kiddo. I don’t know if you’re just trying to lie to yourself, or to me, but it obviously bothers you.” He decided to play dumb. “I don’t know if she’s done something to piss you off, or whatever. I don’t pretend to understand you teenagers” he laughed at his own corny joke.
Kelly looked up at him, less red, more focused, determined even. “That… sounds like a good idea. But I know you just want to go to perv on two teenage girls” she playfully punched him in the shoulder. They both laughed.
The conversation lapsed from there. Grabbing another beer, he took his position back in his recliner, and she grabbed the leftover pizza, heading downstairs. Popping the can open, he sighed. Some part of him wanted to stop her, keep her from the course she’s on. Then again… who was he to judge, with his own past?
Kelly
“Well, that was an awkward conversation…”
In one hand, I had shut the door to the basement, and with the other, I had a plate of pizza balanced on a can of Mountain Dew. She had heard her upstairs, but now that she was walking down the stairs, she identified the song playing. An older hard rock song, and one of Kelly’s favorites from the CD.
I, I stand!// Not crawling, not falling down. //I, I’ll bleed, the demons that drag me down...
Getting downstairs, I had called for Josh as I started to nuke my pizza in her microwave, but got not response. She began looking around, and found him sprawled out on the couch, one hand draped off and dragging the floor, the other holding a book against his chest, the cover of which read “The Darkness that Comes Before”.
His shirtless chest… of course, why did he have to be fucking shirtless?
I inched closer, and notice sweat all over his torso. Was he having bad dreams again, and as a result was tossing and turning in his sleep? Should I wake him up?
I looked at his face, which for the first time since he slept here, looked peaceful; once again, there was a bit of drool dripping out of his mouth. As the iPod changed tracks, I could faintly hear his snoring. Despite the conditions, she had to smile at him.
My microwave beeped, and a new song began playing, one that I also immediately knew, and sung along as I gathered my food. “Caught here in a violent Blaze, won’t lose my will to stay//I tried to drive all through the night//the heat stroke ridden weather, the barren empty sights”
From the high-tempo music, his sweaty body, and his state of undress, I figure he must have been exercising. As I sat on the floor, with my back propped against the couch, my nose wrinkled up; he smelt foul. It clicked then in my head that he hadn’t had a shower since before the hospital, but with whatever exercise he was doing, he smelt awful. Then again, I know I probably didn’t smell too great myself.
I figured I could give him the first shower; after all, it’s been days since he’s had one, and it’d probably relax him. I got up, finishing off my pizza, tossing it in the trash. But then I stopped, noticing a new glow that wasn’t in the room before. Looking across the room, in his makeshift bed room, there was an LED alarm clock, and the light for the alarm was lit. Did he plan on waking after she went to bed to avoid her?
I sighed and shrugged my shoulders. No use and wondering; in his state of mind, there’s no real way to know what he’s thinking. So with that, I resolved to take my own shower, wash away all the sweat of volleyball and go to bed; besides, it had been a long day, with conflicting emotions, not to mention the poor girl whose nose that I broke.
I slipped into my bathroom and flicked the light on. I loved my bathroom; it was a stand-up shower, but with a waterfall faucet, and a small bench I could sit or lay down on, with all my various shampoos, conditioners, and body washes in dispensers lining the wall. Finally, there was a detachable shower head attachment lower down on the wall that allowed you to direct water wherever you needed it.
I quickly stripped out of my volleyball outfit and threw it in my clothes hamper, and slid into my shower. I plopped down, as the water began to cascade onto my body. The water was warm, feeling great against my tense muscles. I loved volleyball, but it really tired you out…
With that thought, I grabbed the shower head; the water began shooting out of the head, and I switched the setting to jet mode. I held it over my back, letting the intense pressure massage my aching muscles. It wasn’t perfect, and after awhile I gave up. I moved the head in front of me, to turn off the jet. That’s when it slipped from my grasp, and the jet shot into my crotch.
Now, I wasn’t as horny as I was last night, but that pressure set me off. I moaned hard, realizing, dimly, that I was already wet down there. I laughed at the corny joke that formed in my head; no, it wasn’t the shower that got me that way.
I thought back. What could have… oh, goddamn it. Yet again, I’m thinking of Josh. His smooth stomach, his devolving pecks his growing biceps…
I hadn’t even noticed, but absentmindedly, I had moved the head closer to my pussy. With my free hand, a finger rested over my clit, and I started massaging it. Fuck, it felt good!
I took a moment to lay flat on the bench, moving the nozzle closer, letting the jet fill me up. It wasn’t as good as my vibrator, but with the thoughts filling my head right now, and my finger on my clit, it didn’t really matter. What I would love to give to go back into that living room, and crawl onto that body, and run my hands down his hardened abs. I wouldn’t even mind the sweat or the smell; instead of this jet of water or my finger, his dick could fill me up. My body shivered at the thought, despite the hot water, and a moan left my lips.
My hand dropped the shower head, and my head filled with a scenario. I could walk out there right now, soaking wet, naked. I could slide on top of his body, lock my lips onto his, and wake him up. He’d be confused, but he’d realize the situation; he’d kiss me back, his fingers could attack my clit just as I was doing now. His hand could grab my breast; as I thought that, my hand came up, squeezing hard.
At this point I was delirious with lust. My finger was pumping into me as fast as I was able, while I grasped at my own breast, thinking of every naughty thing I could do to him. I remembered the conflicting emotions I had before.
I remember what Russell was saying earlier. Don’t lie to myself. I don’t know if it’s love, or if it’s lust, but I want him to fuck my brains out, and that’s not a lie.
That thought sent me over the edge. I moaned loud, screaming in lust for the second time, my orgasm hitting me hard, and my hips buckling. I laid there, my chest rising and falling, for at least five minutes, letting myself calm down before cutting the shower off.
Josh
I woke with a jolt, hearing a female scream. I felt my forehead tighten; trying to think back to my sleep… I’m pretty sure I didn’t have a bad dream this time. Could he have imaged it? Then I heard the music playing. It was a metal band, with a female lead singer; he had heard the lines In my dreams last night I saw your face//You held me and washed away my tears//then I woke to realize you’re gone, which meant, prior to me waking, she had just screamed No, this won’t kill me!
I shrugged, and murmured “Makes sense to me.” I grabbed the remote to click the iPod dock off, stretching. Being scrunched up on that small couch, coupled with the pushups and crunches from earlier, I felt pretty sore… plus, I smelled something terrible. I looked around for evidence of Kelly being home. When I didn’t notice anything, I kicked my jeans and boxers off and threw them into my ‘room.’
I walked into the bathroom, and my body turned cold. Not from being naked, or the temperature in the bathroom, or the tiled floor. I had walked in on my sister, who had just exited the shower.
Kelly and Josh
They stared at each other for what seemed to each of them an eternity. Josh, being a guy, his gaze lingered down, soaking in the image of his sister. She was quite beautiful; though he probably could never form the words to tell her that… being together, that would be wrong… but that didn’t keep him from looking. Her wet, blonde hair fell across her shoulders. His head moved down, looking at her small, but perky breasts. Maybe B cups? He never understood the breast measurement system. Her small lithe frame was quite beautiful; he’d thought that before, but that now included the little tuft of blonde hair above her pussy. He felt himself getting hard, and a thought came from nowhere; how would his member feel, buried to the base inside of her?
Kelly mirrored Josh’s actions. She looked at his brown eyes while they devoured her; she had just an amazing orgasm, but she could feel herself getting wet again, just from his gaze. She looked at his brown shaggy hair. Her eyes moved down to his biceps, and abs, which weren’t huge, but were sexy in their own right, especially combined with his toned stomach. And then… oh god, his cock. It was as hard as a diamond. She could see glistening liquid gathering at the tip of his huge member… she wasn’t the best judge of size, and didn’t quite have a ruler nearby, but the damn thing looked to be about 8 inches long and half an inch thick. She remembered it touching her through his pants before, but it didn’t feel THAT big. The thought of that filling her…
Wait… did he even remember that happened? He didn’t look disgusted, but that didn’t mean much… his eyes moved away from her breasts and rested to her eyes.
They stared into each other for what seemed like another eternity, their eyes trying to communicate with each other; both of them wanting the other to make the first move, both of them too nervous to do it themselves. She was afraid of him blacking out again; he was afraid of her being sickened with him.
She felt her hand twitch, starting over toward his crotch. At the same time, he didn’t notice; if he had, he probably wouldn’t have said this lame line. “So… I set my alarm for midnight… going to be a meteor shower tonight.”
“Uh huh..”
They stared at each other, until finally, as if they had just broken out of a trance, they both took to other sides of the room, as if the other one was contaminated.
“I’m going to take a shower. I’m disgusting.”
“Alright…”
He found his way in the shower, and she found her way just outside the door. They were both panting hard, each calling themselves cowards for not acting on their thoughts or wants.
Josh, Alyssa, Allie, Kelly
Later on, Josh and Kelly both sat on the patio on the back porch. Neither of them said a word, but they sat particularly far away from each other, their usual closeness shattered. Their eyes were cast in the sky, watching for meteors, but due to either pollution or clouds, they didn’t see a thing.
Until one streaked across the sky. But it wasn’t a meteor… well, to Kelly, it didn’t seem like one. Instead, it seemed like a shooting star. Josh had missed it; he’d been looking to his right, completely away from her.
She closed her eyes, and made her wish… for Josh to get over his PTSD, and for them to figure out some kind of relationship, if one was possible.
Meanwhile, Allie had just finished a long shift at the store. She sighed contently, not minding working the extra hour. She sat in the bed of her pickup, relaxing. She’d see Josh again tomorrow. And maybe they’d be able to pick up where they left off. If his dad was allowing them to hang out, that must mean he was getting better, or maybe he was forcing Josh to socialize, to force him to get better.
All of a sudden, a flash of light streaked across the night sky. A shooting star! She grinned, like the little kid she acted like sometimes. She closed her eyes tight, hoping that tomorrow worked it’s self out….
Just a few miles away from Allie, Alyssa was crying again, which wasn’t anything new; she had been crying a lot lately. After all, the entire thing with Josh’s mom was partially her fault. Her hands were clenched together, she laying face down in her bed. She had been keeping her computer on 24/7, hoping to see Josh log into Skype, so she could apologize to him. And then maybe, she could make it up to him… maybe give him a little show. Promise him they could sleep together for the first time in their relationship.
As the shooting star passed over her house, she closed her eyes, her hands clasped together. She hadn’t seen it, but she was praying. Praying that she’d get to see him soon, to be able to hold him, to go back to how their relationship was.
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Kelly looked over to Josh. “So, I know this is sort of a buzz kill, but your dad and I will be coming with you tomorrow. I know you feel better, but… well, we want to make sure you ARE better.”
He sighed some. “Alright.”
She looked over at him, sighed in return, and decided to bite the bullet. “You know, if you really want to spend…. quality time…”
He shook his head. “No, both of you are right. I should be more worried about getting better than getting laid.” He laughed some, but inside he felt the need to ease some of the tension between them. “Speaking of, I hope you got some sexy bathing suit for me.”
They both laughed awkwardly, not knowing that those simple words would change the dynamic of their relationship for good.
[Kelly]
Sleep came easy, which was totally odd. With what happened last night, I was afraid not getting any sleep at all, just like the night before. Either I was totally knocked out, or I was making a huge deal out of nothing.
Of course, the morning came and I realized that I didn’t have a swimsuit, much less a sexy one. He may have been joking about the entire thing, but she decided last night that she’d slowly lead him into her embrace.
But he’d be more interested in staring at Allie than me. I usually just wore guy’s trunks and a tank top; hell, I never really went swimming. My goal was to wake up ahead of everyone, illegally drive out to the mall, and get a suit.
But that plan didn’t work. It turned out that Russell ended up going to work after all. I lucked out, though, as my mom ended up staying home, due to illness. Mom knew I was skipping, thank god, but didn’t have the insight that she wanted to disrupt their flirting as much as possible… mom wasn’t as lenient as her stepdad was.
Finally, she relented. But then I found a severe flaw in my plan; it was six am. They were due to go swimming around noon, and that’s when the local mall opened. She sighed. She was going to have to hope that Wal-Mart had something ‘sexy’…
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She was surprised that Allie was so cool with her being around. She still flirted with Josh, and that was annoying, especially in the cramped cab of the pickup truck, but in the end I think we both knew that, once we got to his house, things would change, quickly.
I was surprised, however, to find out that it went a whole lot smoother than I thought it would. I loved his house; out in the middle of nowhere, the nearest neighbor wasn’t even in eyesight. He had decided to check on the horses and cats first, though, before going in. The horses seemed excited to see him, and as soon as he opened the door the cats came running. But as soon as he opened the door, he was in the kitchen. He looked over to where his mom hung herself. Wordlessly, he walked over to that spot, and sat on his knees. He looked to be praying. Instead, he pulled out a sheet of paper he had written on, and surprised me by speaking fluent Latin.
“Confíteor Deo omnipoténti et vobis, fratres,
quia peccávi nimis cogitatióne, verbo, ópere et omissióne:
mea culpa, mea culpa, mea máxima culpa.
Ideo precor beátam Maríam semper Vírginem,
omnes Angelos et Sanctos, et vos, fratres,
oráre pro me ad Dóminum Deum nostrum.”
We sat there in silence for minutes. Finally, Allie broke the silence, looking over at Josh. “That was beautiful, but what the fuck did it mean?”
I thought it was a bit rude… hell, I found it a bit romantic. But he just smiled slightly, but it was shy. “Do I need to? It makes me a poor Atheist.” He lightly chuckled, then translated for us.
“I confess to almighty God//and to you, my brothers and sisters,//that I have greatly sinned//In my thoughts and in my words, in what I have done and what I have failed to do: My fault, my fault, my most grievous fault.//therefore I ask blessed Mary ever-Virgin,//all the Angels and Saints,//and you, my brothers and sisters, to pray for me to the Lord our God”
We both sat there, a bit dumbstruck. We didn’t expect this. Finally, I walked over to him, and I noticed he threw on his ‘mask’ again, determined not to cry. I sat in front of him, holding my arms out. “It’s not good to hold that shit it. Come here.”
And he leaned into me, his arms enveloped me, with soul-wrenching sobs that echoed through the quiet house. Allie came up behind, which I frowned at; this was a step to connect to her step brother. But regardless, the three of us stayed hugging for awhile.
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Having a single bathroom in your entire house is kinda weird, but it kept Allie and I in the same room, changing, while Josh went out and cleaned out the pool. The two of us stripped off our clothes, and I know she was looking me over, just as I was scoping out my own competition, though I doubt she thought of me as such.
She really was beautiful. She had short black hair; all parted to the right, with the length slowly growing until a long strip of hair lay the length of her cheek. I was shocked to see that her breast- bigger than mine, I grudgingly found out- and her clit were also pierced, along with her ears, nose and tongue. The only thing I found unappealing were the tattoos, but if I was in a curious enough mood.
I saw her looking me over, and then we noticed each other checking each other out. She laughed, smirking some, turning to the side and holding her arm on her hip. “See anything you like?”
I laughed politely, and took an easy way out of the conversation. “No, just… curious about the piercings.”
She grinned “Oh, you should at least get your nipples pierced. Sometimes I’ll wear a tight bra just so the metal ends up tight against my nipple, and it is SUCH a turn on.”
I nodded, ending the conversation there. I got my swimsuit out of my bag; the best I could find were a pair of black and purple tops and bottoms with a polka dot pattern on them that tied at the side. It was uncomfortable, but I did get a size lower, so that it’d make my breasts and butt look bigger. But I was secretly glad when Allie put her suit on; she had on a pair of guys swim trunks and a plain black top. Yes, her boobs were bigger, and you could just make out her piercings through it, but in terms of sex appeal, I thought I had the advantage… now to use it to turn him to me.
We stepped outside, and stepped up on the deck. It was a great sight; not just Josh, but I’ll get to him in a minute.
From the deck, you could see the entirety of his property, and his neighbors. It was nothing but green grass, fences, apple trees, a single road with no car in sight, and horses and cattle. With the light breeze and the comfortable temperature, with no car traffic and no noise, it was paradise… one that Josh was taking advantage of.
Either he was napping, or we had been so quiet that we snuck up on him. He was on one of those pool rafts, his arms behind his head, eyes closed, peacefully relaxing in this small slice of country paradise, his body only hidden by a pair of trunks. Allie had a mad grin on her face; before I could stop her, she had somehow gotten to the roof of the house, and with a running start, yelled “Cannon Ball!”
Josh’s eyes jerked open as she landed right next to him. The wave was so violent, the raft flipped and he was thrown into the water. It was pretty amusing to see him come up, Allie laughing, his face perplexed. He grinned. “Oh man, I haven’t jumped off that roof in forever!”
His eyes turned toward me, and I saw him gulp. I smiled inward at myself, but took slow strides to the ladder, turning, arcing my butt out as I eased in the pool. “I’d rather not disturb paradise, if you don’t mind.”
As soon as I was in the pool, Allie yelled “Disturb this!” and grabbed my shoulders, trying to dunk me under. But years of volleyball and leg strengthen kept me from moving. I grinned, and tackled her back, taking us both underwater.
We came back up, and we both turned to see Josh watching, propped up against the wall of the pool, laughing. Allie and I looked at each other, and then dove under to grab his legs, and drag him under.
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We stayed a lot longer than we thought we would; he saddled up the horses for us to ride around the field, which took time. By the time the horses were unsaddled and we were off, it was getting to be six and we were starving.
Josh pulled the grill out, and I watched him with interest. He had started to cook some burgers on the grill, while cooking baked beans and corn on the stove inside. I had no idea he could cook, but it was nice, having real food for once; usually I got home too late and had to settle for leftovers or microwave meals.
Allie had gone out to her car, and came back, a wood case in her hands. I was perplexed, until she slid the top open, and out popped a small purple pipe. She slid the top to the other side, pushing the pipe in, and bringing it to her lips, lighting it up, inhaling, exhaling seconds later a puff of smoke. She walked up behind Josh, pushing the pipe up to his lips. He grinned, and took his own hit off of it.
“God, that feels great. It’s been… I don’t know how long since I’ve gotten a hit.”
Allie brought the pipe to her lips, then pushing the pipe back in. She held it out to me.
“Er, I wouldn’t mind, but I’ve never done this kind of thing before…”
Allie grinned. “It’s simple kiddo. Keep the pipe in your mouth. I’ll light it, and you inhale. But, keep it in you for as long as you can.”
I nodded. Josh turned his head. “Kelly, you really don’t have to…”
The pipe in my mouth, Allie had already lit it. I tried to hold it in, but I coughed it up almost right away. Once I regained my composure, I looked at him “Got to keep an open mind, right?”
He looked at me with a particular expression. I grinned at him.
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“Food, delicious food!” I practically yelled, the pot going to my head. My companions laughed their asses off. “No, seriously, this is the best goddamn food I’ve had in my entire life. My compliments to the chief.”
He grinned. “If only I had one of those aprons that had ‘Kiss the Cook’, but with ‘Kiss’ marked out, and ‘fuck’ written above it’.” He laughed. Allie raised her eyebrow, but didn’t comment.
I laughed. “You really think that’d work? I don’t think a gimmick like that would work. Do you think it’d work? Would you fuck the cook if he had such a tacky apron on?” I was looking over at Allie now. I knew I was rambling, which made me giggle.
She laughed. “Well, the food WAS delicious, and he IS good looking, but I think the apron would kill it.”
We high-fived. Who knew enemies could bond over pot?
Josh had called his Dad, telling him that we didn’t get everything loaded up and we’d be staying the night, since by now the sun was down. Russell didn’t have any objections, but told Josh to ‘be careful’. He left to go inside, and came back out with a bottle of tequila.
He poured us all a glass, though the shot glasses he used were more like doubles. He lifted his, and said “To bury the past.” We took our shots; it was another first for me, and god! The burn was terrible. We sat there, quiet. I was staring at Josh, who was staring at the pool, and Allie, who was watching me watch him. I noticed and stopped. She had an evil grin on her face.
“Let’s play a game. Truth or dare.”
Oh god. Looking back, this could have either been a great thing, or a terrible idea. But my current mental state went with “Fuck yeah! You’re first. Truth or Dare?”
She laughed. “Let’s start fun. Dare.”
“Take another shot!” She complied, which brought it with my turn. I went with dare, myself. She grinned at me, which made me think this was a bad idea. “Spin the bottle!”
Even with the tequila and pot, I knew what she was doing; trying to gross me out, so that she could have Josh all to herself. I wasn’t going to lose this game, though. So if it landed on Josh, it would only help me. And if it landed on Allie… why not? I spun, and the bottle pointed straight at her.
I was still going to use this to my advantage, though. She held out her cheek, thinking I’d take the easy way out. Instead, I got up, sitting in her lap, moving her chin with my finger. She looked at me, a bit of shock in her face. I leaned in, pressing my lips against hers, my hand around her neck, my tongue pushing its way in. I felt hers meet mine. I opened my eyes, looked over at Josh, and winked, while Allie’s was closed.
It was Josh’s turn. “Truth or Dare?” I asked him. He smiled, responding with a ‘hold on’, repositioning his hard on in his pants. We all laughed. “Truth… I’m not extreme as you guys.”
I smirked. “Who’s hotter… me or Allie?”
His eyes widened like a deer in headlights. “Oh come on! That’s totally not fair!”
We all laughed. We kept teasing him after he said we were both “Equally beautiful”. We tried baiting him for more, but he wouldn’t bulge. He turned and looked at Allie, and prompted her with the question. She chose dare again. He grinned. “Do a naked cannonball off the roof.”
I thought she’d back down, but she shrugged. She used this dare to her own advantage as well, slowly stripping her bottoms off, and then letting her top slowly drop. She walked around the house, climbing onto the roof, and then jumped in. She came back up, and swam up to the edge of the deck. “Well that was fun, but it’s no fun being naked by myself. Why don’t we ALL get in the pool naked?”
Josh looked at me with worried eyes, but mine devoured him. I stood up, pulling the string on my bottoms. They fell to the ground, and I undid my tops as well. I reached up, pulling my hair out of its pony tail with exaggerated movements and looked over at him “Well?” I asked, letting him get a good look at my body before diving in. I heard splashing a moment later, seeing his torso but nothing else.
Allie perked up. “Hold on a sec..” She ran out of the pool into the pool house, kicking on the speakers, and some eletronica started playing. She dove back into the pool. “So that wasn’t a turn.” She looked over at me “Truth or dare?”
I went with dare. She had a wicked look. “Make out with Josh.”
(Hey baby?)//Say my name play your game//Wanna do me?//Wanna Screw Me?
I know she did it to try to gross me out, but as I said before, I was using this for my advantage. I swam over. Josh’s face went pale. “If this makes you uncomfortable…”
I wrapped my legs around him, feeling his crotch poke at my tummy. “Shut the fuck up and kiss me.” My arms found their way around me, and our lips connected. But then, I was scared. Did I push it too hard? Hesitant kisses followed. His arms were around me, but we only lightly kissed each other.
“Yawn” Allie said, and I could feel her grin on me. I sighed. It was time to roll the dice, go all in. I reached up, whispered in his ear. “This doesn’t disgust me. I find you incredibly attractive and I wished we would have done something last night. Now please, if it doesn’t disgust you, kiss me.”
I’m your pet//make me wet (hey baby?)//Don’t ya stare//I don’t care//Want some fun?// Make me cum//
His hands found purchase on my ass, and squeezed hard. He pressed his lips into me, and our tongues met, going at each other. My hand found its way up to his hair, grabbing it tight. I felt him moan against me.
Tie me up//Pin me Down//Flip me over upside down
I let go of him, hearing a small whimper from him. I looked over at Allie. “I want both of you. Let’s go inside.”
We ran like bats out of hell. We got inside, and we all dried off in the bathroom, so that we wouldn’t track any water anywhere. I then recalled a particular porno I had watched a few nights ago… I grinned over at Allie. “You want to know something funny?”
Make me make that fucking sound
Josh
This was fucking torture.
They had my arms tied up around the back of my computer chair, and my feet tied together, while they teased me relentlessly. Hell, the sight of my sister and Allie on my bed turned me on just by its’ self. At the moment, they sat on their knees, arms around each other’s necks, slowly massaging each other’s tongues. They didn’t lock lips, so they could tease me with the sight of their kiss.
Kelly’s hand moved up the length of Allie’s body, finding the girl’s pierced nipple and tweaking it with her fingers. The black haired girl broke the kiss as her neck craned back, moaning in pleasure. My sister took advantage of the opening, moving onto the girl’s neck, nibbling at the flesh. “H…hey!” Allie protested. Goosebumps covered the girl. Kelly grinned. “Mmm… all these piercings, you’re into some kinky stuff, aren’t you?”
Allie just moaned in response. Kelly moved her free hand and grabbed the other girl’s hair in her fist, and asked the question again. “Ye… Yes!” Allie moaned. Kelly grinned over at me, then licked the girls neck. “So, if we had a strap on… would you fuck me while I sucked my brother off? Would that get you off?”
I had no idea where this side of Kelly was coming from, but cum was literally leaking from my cock, creating a little puddle on the carpet. Allie didn’t answer again, just moaning. Kelly looked over at me again, fake sighing. “What am I going to do with this girl?” she asked, and then bit into the girl’s shoulder. Allie moaned hard against the pleasure, and I watched as the girl’s hips shook.
Allie panted hard, looking over at Kelly. “Jesus, girl… that was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.”
Kelly smiled. “Glad I could be of service… but I think he needs attention. Look at all that cum. I think it’s going to waste, don’t you?”
Allie laughed. “I’m… a bit tired right now. You go at it. Be over there in a sec.”
My step-sister crawled over on the floor. I was hoping she was going to free me; her hand moved to my foot, but just slowly inched up my leg until it found its way onto my cock. She started slowly stroking it, looking bored. I, however, was about to cum. She looked deviously at me, grabbing her hair bow and wrapping it around the base of my cock.
“Go…goddamn it!” I moaned hard. I was just about to cum, and now it wouldn’t… well, come! She grinned, and then attacked my dick with her mouth, sucking me off. I thought my sister was pretty innocent, but she was taking it well. She only took a couple inches, but her tongue attacked it, soaking it with her saliva.
Allie had come up behind her, spanking her on the butt. “Sit up a second!” Kelly did, and Allie found her way under my sister. My dick twitched hard at the sight; Kelly was sitting on Allie’s face as Allie ate the blonde out, her hands on the girl’s hips. Kelly ground her hips into Allie, while she sped up on my cock, taking more of it into her mouth.
She didn’t last long, though. Only a minute or two into it, her hips shuddered, and she collapsed on the other girl. She started panting, raising her hips to let the girl up. She looked up at my face, still slightly breathless. “I’m guessing you want to cum, right?”
“If I don’t soon, I’m going to die.”
She snorted. “I doubt that.” She pulled the hairbow off, stroking my cock with her hand. “Cum for me. Cum for your sister.”
I did just that. My hips buckled, my dick twitched, and I shot the biggest load of cum I’d ever ejaculated onto my sister. Her face, hair, chest was covered in my sperm. She laughed. “I’m going to clean this up. Why don’t you untie him?
She left the room, and Allie removed my restraints. I rubbed my hands; they were sore, almost as sore as my cock. Yet the sight of the black haired girl, her pierced nipples, in a few minutes I was hard again. It helped that she was fingering herself to give me some more “incentive”
Kelly entered the room. Allie and she made eye contact. Then they had a conversation I thought I’d never hear in my entire life.
“So… I know you have something for your brother here. You want to have him?”
Kelly shook her head. “I do… but, not like this. I want him to myself. I want the whole romantic experience, not the drunken tumble.” She smiled. “But have at that monster. I don’t think I could handle it, anyway”
To know that I’d be having a go at my sister, whom I was living with, and basically had free access to? That really got my dick going. But she laid down on the bed, spreading her legs. “That doesn’t mean you can’t give me another orgasm though…”
Allie gave a wicked smile. “I like you…” she laid on top the blonde girl, attacking her crotch, her ass up in the air. I moved behind her, guiding my cock into her own. Allie moaned as I slowly guided my cock into her; to be honest, it was my first time, and I don’t think she was ready for me, no matter how wet she was. But eventually, she warmed up to me, and my hands gripped her hips, and I started slamming into her, taking out my pent up lust into her.
We were all moaning, groaning. Kelly’s back had arched as Allie moved up her body, kissing the blonde, their tongues wrestling, their fingers attacking each other’s clits. All the pent up lust in the world couldn’t keep me from cumming again, however, as I pulled out and shot my load all over Allie’s back. It wasn’t soon after my sister screamed us with her own final orgasm.
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The shower is tiny, like the rest of the house, but we all squeezed in. I’d like to say some kinky stuff went down, but I think we were all tired; a combo of alcohol, sex and pot will do that to you.
In fact, we got out of the shower, and we all curled up into bed together, and I got to say, it wasn’t such a bad day.
Lyrics copyright respective bands:
Mudvayne: Not Crawling
Avenged Sevenfold: Bat Country
In This Moment: Daddy's Falling Angel
Hey Baby: Deadmau5 feat Melleefresh
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