My Sister Made Me Ch. 13

Turning back around, she felt him grip both hips hard, then pull, driving the head of his cock back through her thighs and up into her pussy. Open mouthed, she turned and stared in shock at him, silently pleading at him not to stop.

Reason won out, though, and he stepped back, shaking his head and mouthing, "Fuck... sorry," at her as he stepped back out of view and put himself away.

Whimpering and pouting at him, desperately trying to cover the loss of composure that she'd suffered, she forced herself to get a grip on things and reached down to wriggle her pants back up. Glancing down, she sighed again as she saw the bulge in his baggy shorts. Shaking her head, she went and took the plate of food into the living room, then quickly came back to the kitchen.

"I better go sit down," he said.

She shook her head, stepping back and putting a hand to his chest to push him against the fridge, the other sliding around his shaft again.

"Are you sure you don't want to claim my pussy as yours before someone else does?" she asked, not believing that she was actually vocalizing her thoughts, even as they were spoken.

He groaned this time, his knees buckling a little and causing her to giggle. Grabbing her face with both hands, he kissed her fiercely and slid out from between her and the fridge.

Happily satisfied that he'd been the one to stop their shenanigans, she asked him for his order. Purposefully giving him the wrong pizza, she went and dropped it into his lap, smirking as he reached up and grabbed her left breast. Quickly, she glanced over at Beck and saw that he was watching the TV, oblivious to what was going on. Still, she wasn't going to just let him get away with that, and only let him squeeze it for a measly ten more seconds while she stood there patiently, her pussy throbbing.

"Beers?" she called out, asking the guys what they wanted.

Surprisingly, they all asked her for sodas instead and she went to the fridge to grab some, then handed them out.

Grabbing a few slices for herself, she went and laid down on the bed, her feet close to Bryce as he sat down behind her. To her left, on Marvin's bed, sat Travis, and to her right was Marvin himself. Seeing the open spot next to the half-naked girl on the bed, Vince got up and sat beside Bryce behind her.

"I sure do get a lot of friends when I'm naked," she said, taking a bite.

Beck chuckled, looking over at them. "Be nice to her please," he said, shaking his head. "I'd kinda like for her to come back."

"Shit, she's the one being mean to us, flashin' them titties in our face," Vince joked.

"Hell yeah," Marvin agreed. "I ain't complainin' though."

"Yeah, it's such torture having a half-naked chick in your bed," Beck said, rolling his eyes.

She winked at him, and was happy to see him wink back. "Want me to put my shirt on?" she asked.

He frowned, shaking his head. "Don't take the goodies away," he said, looking down at her boobs.

She giggled, rolling her eyes and eating her pizza.

A few minutes later, Travis helpfully took her plate to the kitchen and the tournament started again. She showed them how they could set her to having a penalty, and they all agreed that they felt stupid for not knowing that. It was still pretty unfair for them, though, and as she started on her second bout with Vince, he got a little frustrated.

"Fuck, someone distract that bitch," he said.

"Dude," Bryce said, leaning forward and smacking him in the back of the head.

She giggled, obviously not caring what she'd been called. "Don't be a pussy," she said.

Behind her, Bryce had taken her laughter as a cue and reached up, slapping her hard on the ass. Wincing, she groaned in pain. The distraction worked, and for a moment, she lost focus. Vince successfully starting a withering combo on her character. She quickly focused though, and broke the combo, sending his character flying with a massive uppercut.

"Gahd damn!" Marvin said, laughing.

"Distract her more, that shit kinda worked," Vince said.

Three sets of hands quickly started prodding and poking at her, and she laughed, turning and trying to fight them off by wiggling around while still trying to focus.

"Beck, quick, stick your dick in her," Marvin yelled, trying to wriggle his fingers into one of her armpits in a pathetic attempt to tickle her.

She was laughing, shaking her head, and then saw Vince quickly finish the fight. Taking great delight in ripping her character's spine out, Vince stood and cheered, flexing as he did so. The guys all stood and laughed, cheering and high fiving as she pouted playfully on the bed below them.

"Cheaters," she said, frowning appropriately.

The guys laughed loudly, still congratulating each other, and she reluctantly handed the control to Beck.

He slid down to sit in her spot, so she moved back out of the way and leaned against the couch cushions that Vince and Bryce were sitting on.

Shaking her head, she scowled playfully over at Vince, but he grinned and shrugged. Leaning back, she arched backward and stretched, then glanced at both of the guys beside her and laughed. They were staring wide eyed at her chest, and she realized that the move had poked her boobs out sexily.

"Fuck, how big are those?" Vince asked, the other three having their own conversation in front of them.

She looked at him flatly and shrugged. "Do you really want to know my breast size?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

Vince smirked and she dropped her arm down out of the way, then slid a bit closer to him and nodded down at it. Taking the not-so-subtle hint, he chanced a look over at Bryce and then shugged, reaching up and gripping the entire orb, then squeezing as he stared. On the other side, Bryce was obviously not one to be left out, despite having already slid his cock inside of her, and he quickly joined Vince in his fun and grabbed her other breast. She sighed happily, relaxing back on the couch and watching the fight, not thinking about how slutty she was being.

Vince gently pulled at her nipple, and glanced down, watching him. Amused at how he was enraptured with it, she looked up to watch him for a second.

"You really do like this, don't you?" he asked, looking at her.

She nodded, giving him a serious look. "I really do," she confirmed quietly. She glanced at the three in front of them but saw that they were still laughing and distracted.

Biting her bottom lip mischievously, she reached over without saying a word and lifted the front of his baggy shorts to look inside. Turning, she made a show of doing the same to Bryce, though she knew what he looked like, offering him a wink as she gazed inside his shorts. Her pussy practically growled in approval.

Happy and satisfied by what she'd seen, she sat back and reached down to place both of their hands back on her tits. "Just curious," she explained in a quiet voice.

Vince was being quiet after that, and after another minute, dropped his hand to his own lap. Figuring that he was a little self-conscious, she suddenly felt bad for putting him in that position. While Bryce was bigger, Vince was surprisingly not far behind him size-wise. Figuring that she should make it up to him, she leaned over and got close to his ear.

"You've got nothing to worry about, handsome," she said. "Your cock is bigger than most other men I've seen. I'm sure it's going to feel incredible if I can ever convince you to let me suck on him."

Vince didn't look at her, but instead had a grin on his face that was wide enough to speak volumes. Happy again, she turned and winked at Bryce, who must have heard at least some of what she'd whispered, as he was grinning widely too, but in more of an appreciative way.

Feeling the urge to do more, she figured she better go and relieve some of the sexual stress she was feeling and patted both of their hands before they started an orgy. Sliding up and leaning close to Beck as he was playing, she whispered, "Beck, I need you to take me in your room and fuck me."

The game paused and Beck stood immediately, turning to look at the others. "Well boys, it's been a fun night."

She giggled and crawled forward off the couch, then stood and took his hand.

"Shit," Bryce said, smirking at her. "Take the entertainment away."

"Well, he can fuck me right here for all I care," she said. "My kitty is purrin' and I need some dick."

"Shit don't be tellin' lies," Marvin said. "Ain't no way you gonna let him nail you right here."

Alex raised an eyebrow at the challenge, then started to undo her blue jeans then and there.

"Whoa, whoa, maybe another time," he said, pulling her toward the hallway.

Turning her head, she winked at the others. Pausing to shut the door behind her, she quickly resumed taking her pants off and sliding her panties with it.

"I hope you're doing okay with how raunchy I was being," she said.

He nodded. "You work at a topless restaurant," he said. "These are my friends. I just brought you in here because I didn't want them to call your bluff."

"Beck," she said, sliding sexily up to him and starting to pull his pants off. "You can fuck me here, you can fuck me in the living room, or you can fuck me in front of your ex-girlfriend. I don't care who watches."

Beck grinned widely and kissed her feverishly on the lips. Quickly stripping off the rest of his clothes, he laid her back in bed and slid down between her thighs. She giggled, seeing the erection he was sporting, and couldn't help but shiver in excitement and anticipation. Surprisingly, she saw him reach into a beside drawer and pull out a condom. Part of her wanted to roll her eyes, but it didn't really matter to her if he used one.

After he slid it down his shaft, he got back into position. She felt him fumbling around for a few seconds, the head of his cock pushing too far down, then too far up, so she reached down and guided him in by hand.

"There we go," she said, sighing happily as he thrust in and quickly built up speed.

"That okay?" he asked.

Snickering, she nodded, enjoying the way he felt sliding in and out, the sensations of a different cock sending excited little shivers of pleasure throughout her body. His technique was definitely rudimentary, and he lacked the confidence of the other guys she'd been with. But he was definitely doing something delightful as he thrusted in and out. At least for a little bit. He managed to hold out long enough for her to have one relatively weak orgasm before he finished.

"Yeah," he grunted. "Fuck... ugh... fuck..."

She felt him slide off in the darkness and then felt his lips on her shoulder. After that, all she heard was the sound of his heavy breathing. After a minute, he turned to his side and sleepily looked up at her, his eyes half-closed.

"That was awesome," he said.

"Yep," she said, fighting to hide her growing irritation and disappointment.

He continued to lay there, not moving and obviously catching his breath, so she excused herself to go and get cleaned up in the bathroom. Closing door behind her, she stepped in and locked it. Looking in the mirror, she sighed hard.

"That's it?" she asked her reflection. "That was awesome?" She sighed hard, irritated, and rolled her eyes in frustration. Sitting on the toilet to clean up the mess he'd left for her, she couldn't help but be disappointed in the outcome. She'd waited weeks for him to make a move, and when he did, it was this?

Once she finished cleaning up, she stood and flushed the toilet. A few seconds later, she winced and swore quietly once she realized that she'd left her clothes in the bedroom. Stepping back out, she went to his door and opened it, hearing his rhythmic breathing and the start of a snore as soon as she entered.

Sighing in growing irritation, she reached down and grabbed her blue jeans and panties, then turned and left the room, shutting the door behind her again. Clothes in hand, she stepped around the corner, not really thinking in that moment, and only wanting to get away from him.

Bryce looked up over his shoulder, having seen movement, and smirked at her.

"Becky already finished?" he asked.

She frowned, unable to hide her disappointment. Holding a finger to her lips, she gestured to the others.

"Oh, don't worry, they already know," he said.

"Dude ain't got no kinda skills," Marvin said, looking back briefly. "Sorry to break it to you, sister."

She sighed, then cried out in surprise as Bryce reached up and yanked her around the back of the chair that had been concealing her nudity.

"Shit sorry," he said, looking up at her and not looking like he was sorry at all. "Didn't realize you weren't dressed."

She stared at him flatly, one eyebrow raised and then snickered, unable to stay mad at him. All he'd done is torment her in the best way, tease her sexually, entice her with his delicious looking cock, and force her to suck him and swallow his load. All Beck had ever done was disappoint her and give her one half-assed, lazy excuse for a fuck. She stood still as his eyes roamed over her body like he was seeing her for the first time, and the sensation made her nipples immediately swell with excitement.

"God you look good," Travis said, staring hard as well.

She looked up, seeing that he and the others were looking just as closely as he was.

"I'm not the first naked girl you jokers have seen," she said, unable to stop herself and cocking her hip sexily.

"Yeah, but no one even close to the smoke show that you are though," Marvin replied.

"Preach," Vince said. "That's legendary hardware you're working with."

"Very sweet guys," she said, blushing a bit, but feeling better. She stood there for them, letting them drink her in for a few more seconds.

"You don't shave the whole thing?" Vince asked, looking down between her legs.

She looked down between her breasts and saw the small thatch of pubic hair that she kept. Shrugging, she looked up and saw the four still staring closely.

"Sometimes," she said. "It depends." Standing with her hand on her hip, she felt the heat of their stares as they looked at her sex. "What do you guys like on a girl?" she asked.

"No preference," Vince said.

"Same," Bryce said.

"Yeah, same," Marvin added.

Travis didn't respond, and she saw that he was looking the closest. "Trav?" she asked using the name she heard the other call him sometimes.

"Yours looks great, but I prefer shaved," he said.

She smirked, stepping directly in front of him. "Tell me that doesn't look cute," she said, raising an eyebrow at him as he looked up in surprise.

"No, it does. I'm not saying I don't like it, I just... if I'm going to be having dinner, I don't want hair in my food."

She wasn't ready for that answer and burst out laughing along with the others. After a full minute, she finally recovered as Vince commented, "Dude's got a point," amid his own laughter.

"I'm just sayin'," Travis said.

She giggled a bit more, then leaned down and kissed him on the top of the head before turning and steeling her resolve to start behaving herself and stop walking around nude. Part of her felt like even her pussy would be saying, "Dude... control yourself."

Pulling her panties on, she worked them slowly over her hips as the guys watched and drooled, then pulled her pants on. Reaching for the shirt, she got a chorus of boos directed her way and giggled. Sitting back down between Vince and Bryce, she relaxed, feeling better than she had when she came out of Beck's room.

"Sorry about Beck," Bryce said quietly, looking over at her.

She shrugged. "It is what it is, I guess."

"Did he at least get your kitty taken care of?" Marvin asked. "You said she was purrin'."

"Marvin, you rogue," she said, adopting a playful English accent. "What a scandalous question."

He laughed at her antics.

"Eh, he did an okay job," she said.

"Shit, if she needs tending to, you know you got options," he said, grinning roguishly.

She smirked and raised an eyebrow. "Oh, I don't think it's anything that I can't handle myself," she shot back, drawing laughs and jeers at him from the others. "Still, it's nice to know there are so many available stand-ins."

The guys all seemed to enjoy that answer, and she felt much better than she had before.

"So, you gonna come back?" Travis asked, surprising her with his direct question a few minutes later.

"Damn man," Bryce said quietly.

"Like you weren't fuckin' thinkin' it too man," he said. "Alex is cool as shit and now the chances are good that our lame asses ain't gonna see her again."

She looked over at the young man curiously. "What are you guys talking about?"

"You're just not the first girl that has been disappointed," Vince said. "Trav ain't wrong."

She looked over at Bryce and he shrugged noncommittally in response.

"So, he wasn't trying to make himself look good when he mentioned having a situation like this before?" she asked.

"He likes to say that he's had a few friends-with-benefits," Vince said quietly. "And I guess that's technically true. But, in reality, it was three different girls that didn't call him back. We all got hammered one night and he admitted that he was terrible in bed and uh..."

"She just got through fuckin' him dude, ain't no secret now," Marvin said.

"Yeah, he admitted that he's not working with much," Bryce said.

"What?" she asked, surprised. "Guys are so dumb and self-conscious over size," she said, rolling her eyes and sighing deeply. She was keenly aware of how she was currently having sex with no less than three well-endowed guys, but at the same time, Kenny was average, as were Bear and Eric, and she loved being with them just as much, if not more.

"He's... more than adequate," she continued. "The disappointing part is that he..." she sighed, trailing off after realizing that she was bad mouthing their friend in front of them.

"Didn't last long," Bryce guessed.

She nodded, feeling like a spoiled bitch. "If the other girls didn't come back, it's because it just wasn't worth the hassle."

"Makes sense," Marvin said.

"You guys sound like you do a lot to help him," she said. "He's got good friends, at least."

"What does it matter if he doesn't listen to us?" Bryce asked, looking sympathetically at her.

She didn't have an answer. A few seconds later, she saw that the gaming started up again, and even stuck around to play a few, but eventually she figured that it was time to go. Sliding off the couch-bed and grabbing her stuff, she made she had everything ready.

"Heading out?" Vince asked.

"Yeah, I better get going. I feel like a bitch for talking about him like that," she said.

"Shit, don't," Travis said. "He's the one that doesn't listen."

"I hope we see you again," Marvin said, looking over. "Like, for real, sugartits."

She giggled, nodding. "Count on it."

"I know it sounds lame as fuck, but you can come over whenever you want to hang out and play games and shit," Vince said.

"Shit sounds like a fun day to me," she said honestly, moving toward the door.

"I'll walk you out, if you'll give me a minute," Bryce said. "I got to go and get a few things at the store before they close anyway."

She nodded, trying not to look excited about the prospect of him following her. "I appreciate that. Bye guys," she said, turning and looking at the others.

"See ya, Alex! Hey Bryce, can you get me some cigs, bro?" Vince asked. "I got money in my wallet."

Bryce nodded, disappearing to get dressed and grab his stuff, then reappearing and stopping at the mentioned wallet to grab cash.

While she waited for waited for him, she pulled on her socks and shoes again and waited by the door.

Stepping outside in front of him a minute later, she found that she was torn. Part of her wanted to just go home and be done with it, the other wanted him to bend her over and take her on the stairs.