My Sister Made Me Ch. 14

Brandon's apartment wasn't too far away, and Zoey parked along the street, Sam pulling up behind her and following the young woman upstairs. He lived on the second floor, and Zoey said that he had a roommate, but he was most likely working.

The door was unlocked, and Sam smirked as Zoey led her inside and showed her around, still looking a little nervous.

"So," Zoey said. "Can I... get you a drink?"

"Water would be great," Sam said.

She smirked as the other girl turned and ducked into the kitchen, emerging a few seconds later with a water bottle and offering it to her. Sam opened it and took a drink, thanking the young woman and looking around.

"Boys," she said, shaking her head and drawing giggles from Zoey.

There wasn't a single picture or piece of art on the walls, and it was obviously a bachelor pad. The TV was huge, and he had three different video game systems in front of it, along with two gaming chairs, and a couch behind them.

Zoey surprised her then, and took her hand, leading her to what she assumed was Brandon's bedroom.

"Is this okay?" she asked, looking nervously at Sam.

"Of course," Sam said, relaxing on the bed.

Zoey grinned and sat down beside her. The two started to talk and get to know each other. The excitable young woman got more and more used to Sam, and soon didn't seem as nervous as she had been before. They discussed Sam and her family, and Zoey and hers, then school, and of course Brandon.

"So, he's just been your boyfriend for a few months then?" she asked.

"We met at a party," she confirmed. "I let him be my first. Since then... it's been a fun ride. He's obviously really cute, and girls notice him, but I don't feel like I need to worry about him cheating on me or anything. I just... don't get that sort of vibe."

"Me either," Sam agreed. For what it's worth, though, I'm sorry for offering to give him a blowjob."

Zoey giggled. "Honestly, Sam, I'm surprised he passed on that. You know boys."

"I do," Sam replied, giggling along with her. "I was pretty surprised myself, believe it or not."

Both girls enjoyed a laugh at his expense, but then Sam noticed the other grow suddenly serious.

"I'm really sorry that we watched the video," Zoey said finally.

"Oh... don't worry about it," Sam said, shaking her head. "I told Brandon to stop watching it, but he said that you guys really liked it."

The other girl reluctantly confirmed as much.

"Can I ask what you like about it so much?" Sam asked.

"There's just something so... innocent and vulnerable about the girl... well... you... in that video. I thought that she was just a really good actress and was doing a great job of making us feel like she didn't know the camera was there. It's so... taboo and hot to see something like that."

Sam winced internally at the thoughts that her words were bringing up but wasn't about to take her own issues out on the poor, unsuspecting young woman.

"I'm sorry that he put it up on that site," Zoey said. "I wouldn't have watched it if I had known it was actually real and you didn't know. But, if it makes you feel any better, I thought you were actually someone else."

Sam looked over at her in surprise. The two were laying on Brandon's bed, both of them having taken a moment to smooth the sheets and covers out. "Someone else?"

"A porn star," Zoey confirmed. "I mean, I didn't think I was going to school with a porn star, I thought the girl in the video was a porn star."

"Oh," Sam said, snickering. "Well, that's good, I guess. I'm not sure how I feel about looking like a porn star, but I guess worse things could happen. What's her name?"

"Tiffany Lace," she said as she turned and grabbed Brandon's laptop from the bedside table.

After turning it on, she opened a browser and typed in the girl's name. A few seconds later, Sam was surprised to see someone that looked a lot like her on the screen.

"Wow," she said, drawing a giggle from Zoey.

"See what I mean?" she asked.

Sam nodded. "So, you like her?"

"She really does it for me," she admitted, and blushed immediately.

Sam laughed at her timid nature, then leaned in and gently kissed the young blonde, drawing a surprised whimper of appreciation and a nervous laugh as she pulled back a second later. Zoey darted forward again though, and kissed Sam again. Warm, affectionate kisses pressed against her lips several times before Zoey finally sat back, breathing hard.

"Sorry, I just... had to."

Sam giggled, pulling her back down for another kiss, before letting her go.

"Don't worry about it, I wanted to do that too."

Zoey was obviously ecstatic with what was happening, and Sam couldn't blame her.

"So... can I ask... are you bisexual?" Zoey asked, reaching out and playing with Sam's long hair.

She nodded in response. "I am," Sam said. It was odd to hear her own voice saying it, and she couldn't help but feel happy about the admission. There was the sound of a key turning in the lock and Sam looked over at Zoey.

"Brandon," Zoey said, glancing at the clock.

Sam nodded. It was a minute after class was supposed to have let out.

"Y'all fuckin?" he called out, slamming and locking the door behind him.

"Yep, go away," Zoey yelled back, giggling and moving closer to Sam.

He entered in a hurry, looking a little out of breath. Dropping his stuff, he began to kick his shoes off, and Sam desperately hoped that he was going to strip down then and there. He stopped after his shoes, though, and she frowned as he slid down on the bed between the two.

"I was lying next to her," Zoey pointed out, frowning.

Brandon ignored her and grabbed his laptop. "What have you two been up to?" he asked.

"We painted the living room," Zoey said. "We're talking, jackass. What does it look like?"

Sam giggled again, then watched as Zoey quickly stood up, then plopped down in front of Brandon as he sighed and backed up.

"Ah, you showed her your favorite porn star," he said, tossing his laptop haphazardly to the floor with a loud thud.

Zoey giggled, nodding as he turned back and put an arm around her waist. She turned though, and surprised Sam by leaning in and kissing her again.

A soft whimper escaped Zoey's lips, and Sam caressed her new friend's cheek gently. A few seconds later, they broke the kiss, but stared quietly at each other for a few seconds before sliding back apart. After a few seconds, Zoey slid back up against Brandon, who kissed her neck.

"You two are so cute together," Sam said. "You're gorgeous and sexy and he's... well, he's okay."

Brandon rolled his eyes as Zoey laughed.

"Oh hush, you know we both think you're cute," Sam said.

He was obviously happy about that, and the three laid on the bed, relaxing and talking.

"Can I ask you something?" Zoey asked a little later.

"Of course," she said as she looked over.

"What was that video?"

Sam winced, unable to conceal it.

Zoey immediately frowned, holding a hand out to her. "I'm sorry," she said. "I didn't..."

"It's okay. It's just... It's fine," she said, clearing her throat.

She had to find a way with being okay about telling people what happened. They were obviously going to find out and she had to figure out how to deal with it without making them feel any worse about asking than they obviously did.

"The man in the video was my church pastor," Sam said.

Zoey gasped, covering her mouth and sitting up, while Brandon frowned.

"He was very persuasive, and he set about seducing me, using a fake divorce with his wife as a means to get me into bed with him. He convinced me to suck his dick for several months and would eventually try and have sex with me. His wife was an accomplice for the whole thing, and eventually, it all blew up when I realized how naive I'd been. My boyfriend recently found out about it all and couldn't handle it. He blew up at me and so we're... broken up."

Brandon's face was one of shock, as was Zoey's.

"But I've adjusted well and I'm doing much better than I was before," Sam said. "I just... didn't know he recorded me, obviously," she said.

"Sam, I'm so... so sorry," Zoey said.

Sam shook her head. "Don't worry about it. Let's just not think about it, okay?" she asked, putting a hand on Zoey's arm comfortingly.

The other girl nodded, but Sam could see that she was having trouble moving on.

"One thing that I took from the incident," Sam said, hoping this would help spur things passed this conversation, "is that I've got a ravenous sexual appetite, I love oral sex, and as I mentioned earlier, I'm bisexual."

Both Zoey and Brandon seemed to grow less apprehensive, and she knew she had been successful getting them past the hump, so to speak.

"So, you've actually been with another woman?" the other girl asked.

Sam giggled and nodded.

"Would you like to see what it's like?" Sam asked, drawing a surprised look from Zoey.

"Oh... I..." she stammered.

Sam could tell that it was way too soon and held up a calming hand. "It's okay," she said. "I just didn't want you guys to dwell on the bad. I'm really okay."

Zoey nodded. "I'm glad," she said. "You seem like a great person."

Brandon groaned behind them, sighing audibly.

"What?" Sam asked, smirking at him.

"I was hoping to see a little action," he said, winking at her. "It's not every day I get two sexy women wanting to devour each other. I was gonna enjoy that shit."

Sam sighed, shaking her head and looking at Zoey. "I should just take you away from him," she said, winking.

Zoey giggled, and Brandon wrapped his arm around her playfully. Sam looked directly at him, intensely staring for a few seconds. His hand went up and cupped Zoey's breast, squeezing it and causing her to giggle. It morphed into a low whimper of pleasure when he pinched her nipple through her top.

He pulled on it then, drawing another whimper and a wanton glance up at him from the young woman.

"She's got sensitive nipples," he explained, looking up at Sam and grinning widely. "She can cum just from foreplay."

Sam giggled. "So can most women," she said. "That's what foreplay is."

He smirked. "She can cum from just nipple-play, then," he amended.

Sam looked down, seeing both of his hands working on her breasts, softly pinching and rolling her nipples between his fingers.

"Do you like what he's doing?" Sam asked, drawing Zoey's obviously aroused gaze back to her. The young woman nodded quickly.

As she watched, Brandon mauled and squeezed at his girlfriend's breasts. He then pinched both of her nipples, still covered by her bra and shirt, in his fingers again and pulled on them. Sam thought it looked painful, but Zoey cried out quietly, her eyes rolling back in her head and a low moan escaping her lips.

"Take her top and bra off," Sam said softly, looking at the two.

Zoey quickly sat up as Brandon pulled at the edges of her shirt, lifting it up and over her head in one swift motion, then quickly freeing her of the bra. Laying back down, he quickly resumed squeezing and rubbing his girlfriend's breasts.

Zoey whimpered again, and Sam saw him pinching and pulling on her nipples with both hands.

"Fuck," the cute girl whispered.

It still looked painful to Sam, but it was undoubtedly erotic, and she looked up at Brandon.

"Would you like me to kiss her nipples?" she asked slowly.

He swallowed hard and nodded, while Zoey moaned in anticipation as she heard Sam's question.

Without hesitating, Sam leaned in and kissed Brandon's fingers, even sucking one into her mouth as she stared at the two, but then quickly shifted her focus back to Zoey. Dropping her lips onto the pale skin of the blonde, Sam sucked softly a few inches away from her nipple, eliciting a tortured moan from the young woman.

Brandon's fingers slid up past her mouth again, and she couldn't help but kiss them, running her tongue along them and drawing them into her mouth again as she lifted her head to look at the two. He groaned, sliding his finger into her mouth a bit, then back out and down to Zoey's breasts.

Sam leaned back down, kissing at her pale flesh, then moving across her breasts, avoiding her nipples for the moment. Every once in a while, Brandon would deftly slide his fingers into her mouth, and she began to pretend that it was his cock that she was sucking on.

Eventually, Zoey actually grabbed Sam's head and pulled her down to one of her breasts with a tortured cry. Sam giggled before she sucked it into her mouth, areola and all. Zoey's flesh was soft and a burst of elation and excitement flashed through Sam as she suckled, a mumble of pleasured approval coming from her.

Zoey gasped in ecstasy , cradling Sam's head gently. A low moan of disappointment escaped her lips as Sam moved away from one breast, but it was replaced by a whimper of excitement as she sucked another into her mouth.

"Cum for me, baby," Brandon whispered, causing Sam to suck harder as her hand moved up to Zoey's other breast. She felt his hand his hand there, and he clutched at it, moving it beneath his to squeeze her breasts roughly.

Moans and gasps of pleasure quickly sprang from Zoey's mouth, and Sam felt her shivering beneath her touch and in her mouth. Not stopping her affection, Sam listened as Zoey had an intense orgasm.

A minute or so later, Sam was sitting back, watching as Zoey floated back down off the cloud she was on, sighing happily and looking over at Sam. Giggling, the young woman pulled Sam close and kissed her hard for a few seconds.

"Mmm," Sam said, breaking the kiss. "I think we've tortured your boyfriend long enough," she whispered.

Zoey giggled, kissing her a final time, then looking back at him.

"Is he hard?" Sam asked.

Zoey bit her lip, her hand sliding behind them, then looked back at Sam and grinned.

Turning, she kissed her boyfriend on the cheek. He was too busy kissing her neck, her body practically engulfed by his, his hands still softly stroking her skin. Sam watched as he slowly slid his hand down Zoey's taut stomach and into her pants, causing her to moan as he began to move it around between her legs. She wanted to join them again but was also just enjoying watching the two.

Zoey whimpered, reaching out and grabbing her hand, seemingly needing to hold it.

"Do you like his cock?" Sam asked.

Zoey nodded, her eyes opening. "I love it," she whimpered.

Sam scooted a little closer and leaned in to kiss her. Zoey whimpered in response, kissing her back enthusiastically.

"Pull her shorts down and her panties to the side," Sam said quietly, drawing a grin and an emphatic nod from Brandon.

Zoey cried out softly, and Sam watched as he did as she said, the pale rump of the adorable blonde suddenly exposed. Looking down, she watched as the pink panties Zoey was wearing were pulled to the side and heard a soft moan as Brandon freed himself from the confines of his shorts and underwear.

"Do you want him inside you?" Sam asked, kissing her again.

Zoey nodded weakly.

"Slide it into her," Sam commanded.

A low guttural moan escaped from Zoey's lips, and Sam whimpered as she watched, seeing Brandon starting to slide his hips forward and backward behind his girlfriend. Her whimpers of pleasure filled the small bedroom, and again Sam had the desire to join them, but figured she shouldn't since she had to work in a bit.

Zoey leaned back in, kissing her again and again as her boyfriend fucked her from behind. Sam laid next to them and enjoyed the scene, kissing Zoey when she could focus on it, and watching up to the point that he came inside her.

Zoey's orgasms were as adorable as she was. Her eyes went wide for a few seconds, and she started to nod and whimper, then her eyes rolled back in her head and her entire body quivered and shook.

For several long minutes, Zoey laid practically on top of Sam, kissing her and catching her breath. Brandon had gotten up and went to shower, but Sam hadn't gotten to see his cock at all.

After a few cuddly minutes, Zoey went and cleaned up, and Sam got up off the bed. Checking the time, she regretfully saw that she had to leave for work in a few minutes. As the bathroom door opened, she turned and saw the two emerge, a towel wrapped around Brandon.

Sam giggled as Zoey, still topless, bounced over to her and kissed her, the young woman's arms going around her waist for a minute. "That was great," she said. "Thanks for not pushing me too fast."

Sam nodded, kissing her again. Brandon was standing close, the towel barely holding on. She turned back to Zoey.

"So... can I see his cock?"

Zoey giggled, but nodded and turned, then grabbed the towel and pulled it slowly from his waist.

Sam whimpered, looking down and seeing that he was admirably endowed. He wasn't as big as Wade or Dane, or... she swallowed hard, putting "her father" out of her mind and moved on.

"So nice," she said, and licking her lips seductively.

Brandon gripped it with one hand and stroked a few times. She could already see it growing again and had to force herself to stand still and not rush over to take him into her mouth.

"Oh well," she said, winking at Zoey. "I've got to go to work. I'll see you two soon!"

"That ain't right," he said, groaning loudly.

The two of them giggling, Zoey walked Sam to the door, and they shared a final kiss before Sam finally pulled herself away.

Walking down to her car and hopping in to drive to work, she sighed, keenly aware of the mess her panties had become.

*****

Alex

Tuesday

Bryce's response wasn't unexpected.

"You're sure you want me there?" he asked.

Alex giggled. She'd texted him after supper that she and Toni might need him to drive them to the photoshoot. It was a ridiculous notion of course, they both had vehicles that worked perfectly fine, but she wanted to see what his reaction was to what Toni had gotten her into. She'd gotten the question after she'd told him that the photoshoot was tomorrow.

"I just figured that it might be fun if you want to come and see something like this. I assume that you want to see me and my twin sister nude, that is."

"I definitely do," he replied. "What time do I pick you two up?"

"Swing by at around 6:30 if you're sure you want to be there," she replied. "I don't actually need a ride, just figured that it might be fun for you."

"Aww, my girl is always thinking of me," he sent.

She smirked but couldn't deny that she liked the sound of that.

"See you tomorrow then. How about a shot of those titties to tide me over until then?"

She rolled her eyes and took a picture of herself, but only flipping the camera off with a single raised eyebrow and a look of disgust.

"Uh... excuse me... I don't do that kind of thing!" she sent, attaching the picture.

He sent a laughing emoji, along with a picture of himself looking knowingly at her.

She giggled. "See you tomorrow," she replied.

After a few minutes, she heard the sound of Toni coming through the closet to her room. She stood and turned, planting a kiss on her sister and hugging her tightly.

"We should tell mom and dad about tomorrow," Toni said.

Alex was surprised. Her twin was usually not the type of person to think much before acting.

"Yeah, that's a good point," she agreed. "We should."

Toni nodded and grabbed her hand, leading her out of the room and down the stairs. It was getting late, but both of her folks were in the living room watching a late-night talk show.

Toni went and plopped down on the couch next to her mom and leaned over, getting a chuckle and an arm around her, along with a kiss on the top of her head.

Alex went and sat down heavily in her dad's lap, grinning as he grunted playfully at her weight.

"Broken leg, broken leg!" he cried out, causing her to giggle and smack him in the arm as she hugged him.