by Isaac Byrne
“Sorry. I was just surprised,” I said sheepishly. Todd politely just let me sit there on his lap, his hard-on poking me in the ass.
“Me too, I guess. So, should we just forget the whole thing?” she said. “Like, go out for lunch or something?”
“No no – I feel really bad for wrecking it, Pats. I broke up a good thing. Todd’s putting a roof over your head, and the least you could do was put your titties to use thanking him.”
“I… what!” Her jaw dropped, and she glanced to Todd self-consciously.
“Seriously. He’s feeding you, putting you up, and then what do you do? You go and give him blue balls. That’s not cool, sis.”
“I did not give him…!”
I reached down and probed at my friend’s junk underneath me. “I dunno, feels good and swollen to me. Am I wrong, Todd?”
“Good and swollen indeed,” he affirmed.
“Well… it’s a bit late now, don’t you think?”
Honestly? I wanted to do to her what I would’ve done to Kayla if she got lazy with her share of the Todd chores – walk right up to her, rip her clothes off, drop her to her knees and shove her smug mouth right onto his dick. (Seriously – how slothful do you have to be, expecting me to do the dishes and the blowjobs!)
But with my sister, was that too far?
“Go ahead,” Todd murmured in my ear. “Be the big sister.”
I nodded. Too right. If I left things up to Patty, nothing would ever get done. “Pats, take that top off.”
Her jaw dropped somehow even farther. “What, you want me to just get naked right in front of you?”
“Why not? Todd’s naked right behind me.” I squirmed into his crotch, and he groaned a little. Served him right, getting a little teasing. “Besides, you only need to be half-naked to finish what you started.”
“Stacey… that’s… I don’t know…” She was obviously trying to sneak a peek at Todd’s package. “I’d feel weird.”
I rolled my eyes. “Grow up, Patty. They’re only tits.” Just to prove my point, I peeled off my shirt off. I wasn’t wearing a bra (felt stupid, wearing one around Todd with a shirt over it), and suddenly my bare boobs were out there in the room. Todd took a couple handfuls of them, probably just to help Patty relax.
“Stacey, you’re… wow, those are bigger than I thought they were. I thought you were flat, but… those are…”
Was Patty staring at my tits? God my sister was so freaking WEIRD. Thank goodness my friend’s hands were mostly covering them as he squeezed and pinched at them.
“Just because I’m not all T&A like you doesn’t mean I can’t be cute, ya know,” I bit back. “Now c’mon, off with it. Quit being a bitch.”
“I’m not being a bitch,” she whined as she sullenly grabbed the bottom of her shirt and lifted it off. Damn, those jugs of hers were just not fair. Mine were good and perky because they were too petite to develop any sag; hers only had youth going for her, but damn was youth doing its job. They looked like the sort of fake tits you saw in soft core porn.
“There, I’m topless again, OK? Now he can finish himself off or whatever and we can go.” She folded her arms under her breasts impatiently, only belatedly realizing it was only putting her titties on a shelf.
I slid off of Todd’s lap and onto the cushion beside him. “Finish himself off? I swear, Patty, it’s pulling teeth to get you to finish the simplest chores. You were just fine doing it before – what changed?”
“Why don’t I leave the room and let you do it? You’re the big slut, after all.”
“Excuse me?!”
“I saw your tattoo,” she said smugly. “Real classy, Stacey.”
“I like it,” said Todd.
“It’s an inside joke,” I explained to her. “You wouldn’t understand, so quit changing the subject. Now what are you still dragging your feet for?
“Gee, I dunno, maybe my sister showed up and wanted a peep show?”
I reached out and flicked her right in the nipple. “Hey, I’m not doing this for me – I just want you to carry your weight. I keep Todd’s cock good and satisfied week in, week out. And you can’t do it once?”
“I’ve been doing it almost ten times a day since I moved in here!” she retorted indignantly.
“Wait, what?” Man, how big of a skank was she?
She frowned, her fair skin coloring slightly. “Yeah, he…” She looked to Todd. “Please don’t be offended, but… yeah, Todd was trying his hypnosis stuff on me, and I got really bored and I guess I was kind of horny. I mean, I know I told you I didn’t believe in it, so please don’t be mad…” She looked apologetically to Todd.
He waved a hand, then returned it to my tit. “Not mad at all – you’re sweet to let me keep practicing, Patty. Maybe one of these days I’ll get it right. Oh hey, kneel for me, would you?”
She fell to her knees almost as if by reflex. “Yeah, keep chasing that dream. Anyway, so I just let my mind wander, and I guess I thought it’d be fun to give him a little thrill and do my workout in front of him. And then later when he was trying again, I was thinking how it’d be fun to just kinda let him see me in my underwear – like, accidentally at first, you know? But then if he was cool about it… and he was…”
Patty went on. The morning of her third day she walked in on him in the shower; that night she snuck into his bed into the middle of the night in just panties and a tank top. She woke up with a sudden interest in sucking him off, and it was so much fun she did it four more times that day. In fact, Todd even practiced his hypnosis on her while she blew him.
The next day she fucked him, and the next she asked him to fuck her in the ass, something she’d realized she was really curious about. Soon she realized how stupid it was not to just be fucking him all the time. She’d released years of sexual aggression she hadn’t realized she’d been building up in a week.
I listened with rapidly growing horror. Here I’d walked in and gotten mad at my friend for taking advantage of my sister, when to hear her tell things it had been exactly the opposite! What a selfish little skank!
“Todd, I am so sorry I got mad at you earlier. I didn’t realize this was all my sister’s fault for being such a fucking ho. Let me make it up to you?”
“Hey, you had no way of knowing she’d be like this. Besides, she kinda takes after her big sis, right?” My friend slipped his cock between her lips just in the midst of her indignant retort, and she began sucking his cock while glaring daggers between the two of us.
“Oh, puh-lease, we’re nothing alike,” I protested on her behalf.
“Yeah? Well why don’t you come over here and show her how it’s done?” He beckoned me over, crooking his finger.
I rolled my eyes as I made my way over, kneeling beside Patty. “You know it’s not the same. I suck your big hard dick just to be chill, same as you finger-bang my juicy twat or kill spiders for me. Just being friendly. I’m not some total skank, using you for my own perverted thrills.” I gave my sister a shove to get her mouth out of my way, but she held firm, clamping her hands on Todd’s butt to hold herself in place.
“You’re definitely not using me, Stace. Now c’mon, Patty, let your sis get in there and show you how a real tramp sucks a man’s dick.”
With a final long, slow suck that ended with a gross loud popping noise, she released his cock. Way to be a drama queen, Patty. My best friend’s hard cock was there in front of me, glistening wet with my sister’s saliva. Ew! “Um, Todd? Can’t you have her, like, clean it off?”
He just laughed. “Of all the things you still get squeamish about… Hand me your shirt, Patty.” Frowning at her suspicions as to his intention, she reluctantly handed him the t-shirt she’d donned briefly after her shower. He wiped his cock off, and finally I could get to work sucking off my friend in front of my little sis without any ickiness.
Patty just slunk down on her butt and folded her arms across her chest petulantly. She was so immature, I swear. Here she was getting mad at m
e for giving Todd a blowjob as a favor just because she want to do it as a flirtation technique on a college boy. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love blowing him, but I think all good friends have little things they like doing for each other. Like how Kayla’s one friend likes doing her nails, or Todd likes making me beg for his cock before he nails me. Some people are just polite.
Leave it to my lame kid sister to bring sex into it.
Unlike her, I’d probably sucked him off a thousand times, so I knew all the things he liked and didn’t like. I fondled my naked tits, moaned around his cock to show him how happy sucking him off made me, rubbed a little at my pussy. I even pretended to lose control of my gag reflex and then pounced right back once I was good again, just to show him how committed I was. He really got a kick out of that – it wasn’t ten seconds after that before he was ready to come.
“Patty, c’mere, I want you to take it on the face,” he said through gritted teeth.
Bratty Patty was there in a flash, mouth open and tongue extended, ready to comply. No doubt she thought that if she let him paint her with his spunk that he’d take a liking to her. She had a lot to learn; Kayla and I had been coated with his cum a hundred times and he’d never gotten romantically interested in us. Still…
“You… want me to give my sister a facial?” I asked hesitantly, pulling my mouth off just long enough to ask the question.
“Let me do it!” Patty exclaimed, just as Todd was answering, “Just imagine it was your roommate.” I elbowed Patty back, giving him a few more pumps and licks as I tried to take his advice. I’d seen Kayla take it on the forehead, the chin, the lips, the tits, the belly, the butt, even in the eyes more than a few times. Seeing him cum on her was just part of having friends over.
But with Kayla… somehow it just didn’t feel the same. She was my sister. I didn’t want to be a prude about it though, so just as I felt Todd’s balls preparing to release their load, I pulled back and aimed him right at her. Just in the nick of time, too – he plastered my slutty sister’s face so hard I could hear each little splat. She grinned all the while, even as he got it in her hair. That’s how I knew she was crushing on him hard. Patty was vain as hell about that hair of hers.
Todd smiled as he regained his breath (sure sign I’d done a good job: leaving him winded!). “And that’s how it’s done, Patty. Your sis sucks cock like a hooker whose pimp has told her that her life depends on it.”
I beamed. “I try.”
“Can… can I try? I’d like to show you what I learned.”
“Patty!” I exclaimed. “Todd’s your host, not your fuck buddy! Quit taking advantage of my friend!”
“Shut up, Stacey! Just because you guys are old friends doesn’t mean his cock belongs to you!”
“Just because you’re not jailbait any more doesn’t mean you have to be a total ho!”
Todd raised a hand. “Girls, girls! Come on, let’s both just relax, see if we can find a way to this work for everybody.”
He invited us to dress (and as I did so I tried not to chew out Patty for being so pathetic she dressed and undressed at some guy’s command). Then the three of us sat down at the table and had a nice long talk. Well, Todd talked. We listened. He explained how he and I were old friends with a tight relationship that went beyond physical boundaries.Todd had such a way with words; I’d have said we were so close I didn’t think twice about getting him off any time and place and manner he wanted.
But then he turned to me and told me how Patty was just trying to be a good house guest, how she’d been put in a weird circumstance through no fault of her own and was just trying to be polite. I’d known my sister her whole life and I couldn’t dismiss her selfish motives so lightly, but she and Todd insisted it was nothing more than that.
Patty and I still argued some – about who was pleasuring him for the right reason, about when we’d be pleasuring him going forward, about what Mom would say if she found either of us behaving like this. We at least agreed that we’d never let her know about any of this; our mom was pretty old school.
(Todd asked to see a picture of her, then said he’d have to meet her someday, see if he could get her to warm up to him. Fat chance of that, I thought.)
The bickering really slowed us down, and at one point it got so heated Todd even separated us. He spent a little while talking to both of us, starting with me; he offered to hypnotize me to help me think during our private time, and I gratefully agreed. When he was done and went to talk one on one with my sister, I wondered if he did the same for her. I hoped so; she sure needed some time to rethink stuff more than I did.
In the end though, we managed forge an agreement we could both live with until Mom came home and picked up Patty. Todd told us to articulate our sides of the bargain, and I volunteered to go first.
“All right. So for the rest of break--”
“And any time I visit, or Todd comes home with you,” she interrupted.
“I was saying that!” I snapped. “Anyway, whenever you’re with us, I promise to let you hang out with Todd without getting jealous, to let you show him how thankful you are however he specifies, and to give you pointers and lessons. When I’m available, that is. I won’t be your full-time sex tutor,” I said a bit frostily.
It seemed to satisfy her though. Todd nodded in approval at my concessions, saying, “Atta girl, Stace. Now your turn, Patty.”
She nodded. “OK. So I promise whenever I’m here to try to be a good house guest and be as generous as I can be to you both for taking on the responsibility. Which for you, Stacey, means any time Todd wants a blowjob or a tit fuck or whatever, I’m happy to take care of it for you. And I promise I’ll be a good little sister and learn from your example whenever you’re willing to show me how to be a sexier little guest-slut for Todd.”
Todd looked between us. “Deal?”
Patty and I shared a long look, and I reflected on my epiphany I’d had while Todd was hypnotizing me. Patty was growing up, and it was only natural she’d want to learn more about her body, her sexuality. I really was lucky to have such a cool, sexy, big-titted sex-hungry sister. More so, I was lucky to have an awesome friend like Todd who was willing to help her explore it. This was a great opportunity for us to become closer, and I was actually starting to look forward to helping show her how to be a good house guest.
I hoped she’d someday be able to join our circle of friends.
“Deal,” I said, extending a hand. Patty echoed me and we shook on it firmly.
“Great,” Todd said. “Now how about you two girls see if you can give me a nice double tit fuck to seal the deal?”
I rolled my eyes as I began helping Patty with her shirt off, then lifted my arms over my head so she could strip me. “Do you ever stop thinking with your cock?”
“Do you two ever stop thinking with your cunts?” he said, laughing as he shed his pants and smeared a dollop of lube on both of our bare chests. Without even being invited, Patty started rubbing it on my tits, so I did the same for hers. They felt pretty amazing, honestly; I couldn’t wait to see what Kayla thought of them.
“Oh just shut up and mash your tits against mine,” Patty insisted, kneeling before my friend and pressing hers together. I joined her, pressing my boobs against hers, hardening nipples to hardening nipples, and I couldn’t help but give her a long, tongue-probing kiss of pride as we tried to find a rhythm for Todd.
As my friend worked his cock into the valley between our tits, we just kept right on making out. Little Patty really was starting to grow up at last. Maybe we could all be friends after all.
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