My Sister Made Me Ch. 17

Author's Note -- This chapter lines up with Chapter 12 of Little White Lies and Chapter 24 of Lucky Man. For continuity, they take place during the same in-story week as the listed chapters.

My Sister Made Me

Chapter 17

Dane

Tuesday morning

Her skin was as soft as silk as his fingers gently danced across the taut skin of her stomach. The rhythm of her breathing made it rise and fall in a subtle wave, his fingertips finding no hard purchase across the smooth flesh. He felt no blemish or imperfection on the pristine canvas he was caressing. She was a flawless creation. Perfect.

Her delectable rump was snuggled tight against him, the warmth of her body oozing into the naked flesh of thighs. He'd long noticed how incredible her butt had turned out, though the thoughts had been driven back deep into his mind where he'd hoped they would stay. But now, each time she got comfortable during the night, the resulting playfully innocent wiggle of her hips would send the memory back to his dreams.

She smelled incredible, though it was a mixture of different things. His nose buried in her pale locks, her fruit-scented shampoo sent waves of comfort through him each time he inhaled. He couldn't name the odor of the body wash she used, but it made him feel like he was right where he was supposed to be. Her natural essence served as the base for the various other perfumes that seemed to always cling to her. It was sweet, sensual and, though barely detectable at times, always present.

He'd spent most of the night in a state of arousal, wanting nothing more than to act on the constant urges and dreams that plagued him throughout. Her unbridled allure proved a potent catalyst, and he found himself pushed to the edge of an orgasm more than once during the night through sheer adjacency. By the time the light of dawn was just beginning to brighten her room, his balls ached from the near constant arousal and lack of release.

Snoozing lightly, he was brought back from the latest of his sex-filled dreams when she started to move. Turning over to her back, she raised her arms and stretched, managing to somehow make that every day act seem adorable and sexy. Resuming her turn, she turned to face him and looked up into his eyes.

Her stare was pure, unfettered. He didn't see any judgement or regret. There was no hate or anger in them. It made his heart pound.

Neither seemed to want to speak, not wanting to break the comfortable silence encapsulating the two. After several minutes of quiet, she finally cracked a smile.

"Thank you for last night," she said, her voice a soft breeze blowing across satin. "You were... perfect."

He leaned his neck forward, planting a kiss her forehead before resuming the position he had before.

"Are you... okay?" she whispered, still staring up into his eyes.

"Are you?" he countered.

"Very," she answered. "I really enjoyed that."

"Good," he said. "If you're good, I'm good."

With a subtle smirk, she raised her head up on one arm and gave him a knowing look.

"You need to tell me if you aren't," she warned.

He reached up and brushed a lock of hair from her face. "As long as I didn't hurt you, I'm good, Sam."

The flicker of a smile crossed her face and she fixed him with a sly grin. "Well, you hurt me a little, but it was definitely the good kind."

Closing his eyes, he sighed and shook his head in resignation for a few moments before opening them once more. "You're okay now though?"

"I was okay then," she countered playfully. "You're packing some heavy equipment, you know."

As she spoke, her hand slid between them and gripped his still hard cock, forcing him to close his eyes and groan in pleasure.

"Aww... are you okay?" she asked.

He took a second to recover, the throbbing of his cock nearly boiling over and making a bigger mess of things. When he opened his eyes again, he saw her looking at him with concern.

"Oh, I'm good," he assured her. "I'm just trying to keep from making a mess."

Her eyebrows raised in surprise for a moment, then she giggled at the predicament he was in.

"Are you really that close?" she asked, her amusement clear.

He nodded instead of speaking, the throbbing in his cock growing as she continued to grip it in her palm.

"Oh my..." she said, her words barely registering as he fought to keep from yanking her hand away to stifle the impending eruption. "Why? How?" she asked, clearly quite taken with his problems.

He couldn't speak though, the need for relief of some kind overwhelming all other thoughts.

She sat up without a word, pushing him onto his back and thankfully releasing her hold on his shaft. The change in sensations on his flesh caused it to throb again, bouncing in place as he groaned and tried to fight it off.

His eyes were squeezed shut as he tried to keep himself calm. Sam was moving around doing something, that much was clear, but he had no idea what it was. Until...

Her warm mouth closed around the angry head of his cock, then plunged down the length of his shaft as he cried out in ecstasy. His long-simmering orgasm slammed into him, a great fountain of cum bursting into Sam's mouth as she whimpered in surprise. He gasped in pleasure a second later as she forced him deeper into her mouth, her throat proving only a momentary obstacle as he drove into it.

Her nose was snug against his stomach, her throat tightly encasing his entire shaft in a warm, loving embrace as gout after gout of cum exploded into it. He could do nothing but lay there, his mind reeling from the incredible pleasure he was getting from his sister swallowing his entire cock.

For what seemed like an eternity, she kept him securely locked there. Her lips were tight around the base of his shaft, her throat accepting him as if he were no challenge at all. As he finally came down from his mind-eraser of an orgasm, she effortlessly extricated him. She slurped tightly up the length of his shaft, her suction never weakening as he felt her swallowing again and again.

A groan of approval filled his room, and he realized that it was from her. With a weak moan, he lifted his head and looked down to see his beloved little sister running her tongue up the bottom of his cock. Streamers of cum hung from her lips and tongue, coating the length of his shaft until they were sucked up into her mouth and swallowed.

"Fuuuuuuck," he grunted quietly, unable to do anything but lay there and take the incredible pleasure she was inflicting.

"Mmmm," she muttered, her lips sliding around the head to suck on it for a moment before she began to drive them up and down his shaft again at a decisive pace. Without any warning, she throated him again, though she came up much quicker this time around. Gasping for a breath of air, the sound was punctuated with another moan from her before she began to bob up and down midway down his cock.

"Je... ee.. ss... uuu... ssss," he cried out weakly, the swarm of pleasure he was feeling making him a little lightheaded.

"Mooore," she whined, taking momentary pause from her incredibly pleasurable cock worshipping. Her soaked mouth engulfed him again and sent his mind into another dimension. He was only barely registering the impending eruption of a second orgasm, something he thought that was only possible with porn stars. It had certainly never happened to him.

Sam's moans of happiness were punctuated with the constant, wet, slurping noises his cock made as she kept up her relentless pace. Her perfect lips seemed to know the perfect spot to touch on his aching cock, though everything she was doing felt heavenly.

Unintelligibly crying out as he damn near lost consciousness, he lost the ability to speak as an incredible second orgasm hit him. He was nothing in that moment, but a vessel on which pleasure was being inflicted at an alarming intensity. He was only vaguely aware of the feeling of her swallowing him again, her emphatic moans, and finally, the feeling of her tongue cleaning him up.

Then, all was blackness.

***

Dawn had broken when he finally came back to consciousness. He swam up out of the blackness and noticed that Sam wasn't in the room. Lifting the sheet, he saw that she'd cleaned him and pulled the covers up.

With a quick glance at the clock, he saw that it was a little after seven in the morning. With a groan of effort, he forced himself up and started to get dressed in the clothes he'd discarded the night before.

In a moment of near panic, he froze as the door to Sam's room opened. Luckily, Sam herself stepped through and shut it behind her.

"I see you're finally up again," she observed, and came over to stand in front of him with an amused grin on her face. "So... you liked my blowjob skills?"

Though his heart was still beating fast from the scare he'd just had, he chuckled in resigned amusement at her question. "That was... indescribable," he confirmed.

She danced happily in place for a moment, eliciting another chuckle from him. A moment later she pulled him down beside her, the happy expression on her face still present. "Seriously though, how were you so... pent up?"

He raised an eyebrow as if the answer were obvious.

"I just slept next to my incredibly sexy sister after... having sex with her," he said, his voice dropping to a whisper.

"Fucking," she corrected, fixing him with her mischievous grin.

He brought a hand up to his temple, rubbing gently for a few seconds. "I had dreams about you all night," he explained. "You were just... exciting, alluring, enticing, sexy... like... all night long."

Her mischievous smile changed to one of unfettered happiness, and, unable to contain herself, she jumped over onto his lap and tackled him.

"That's certainly one way to get yourself laid," she said, kissing him hard on the lips.

"Sham," he said, trying to get her attention mid-kiss. "Mmmwah... Sam," he repeated. "Stop for a second."

She sighed and sat up as he propped himself up on his elbows.

"What?" she asked, her forehead furrowed.

"The rest of the house is up and moving," he said. "I enjoyed what we did, but we have to be careful."

She rolled her eyes but didn't pounce quite yet.

"I'm just saying that we need to be smart," he continued. "If someone..."

"Dane, stop worrying so much," she said, sliding from his lap and going over to stand in front of her computer desk. As he watched, she placed both hands flat on the surface and bent forward, her legs straight and her rear poking out enticingly. She turned to look at him over her shoulder, a smoldering look in her eyes.

"Sam," he groaned, laying back on the bed in defeat.

"I'm kidding, jeez!" she said, standing back up and bouncing back over to where was. "Do you really think I want to be caught by anyone?"

"I'm just saying that we need to be careful," he sighed.

"Look..." she continued, pulling him back up to a sitting position, "I'm not stupid. I'm not going to start blowing you at the dinner table or anything."

"That's good, at least," he said, fixing her with a single raised eyebrow.

"This was just some fun between two healthy adults, okay?" she continued. "We don't have to make a big deal out of it. You got a girlfriend that I know you care about. I'll be happy to take care of you when you're pent-up if you'll be open to helping me when I am."

He nodded despite the sudden feeling of loss that had sprouted in his gut. Forcing a smile, he turned toward her and tried to look as convincingly happy as he could.

"So, you're good?" she asked at length, eliciting a nod from him. "I promise to do my very best to leave some of you for Sally."

"Yeah, I'm sure she'd appreciate that," he replied.

After a long embrace, she slid off the bed and went to her door. "I guess I better make sure the coast is clear for you."

Dane nodded, standing and moving over to where she was waiting.

Cracking the door open, he watched as she peered out for a moment before opening it a bit more and nodding for him to go.

Without hesitation, he started past and went to his room, kicking the door closed behind him.

*****

Alex

Tuesday morning

Alex bounced out of bed feeling incredible that morning. After Toni had joined her the night before, all the odd trepidation and bad feelings had eventually gone away and she'd ended up having an incredible night of sleep.

Feeling delightful, she danced around her room humming a tune for a minute, despite feeling ridiculous doing so, before hurrying out to see what other members of her family were up and moving.

Dane's door was closed, and she briefly thought about going in and torturing him a bit but decided against it when Sam came out of her room at the end of the hall. Alex changed directions and scurried over, wrapping her up in a hug and kissing her on the cheek. Sam's laughter was good to hear, and Alex backed up and danced away without explanation.

"I guess you had a good night?" Sam asked, following her to the bathroom.

Alex shrugged. "Just happy I guess," she said. "I slept great, though."

After doing her morning necessities, Alex planted another kiss on Sam's cheek as she was standing at the sink reaching for her toothbrush and went to check on Toni. Happy to see that her twin was awake and moving, Alex pounced on the bed next to her and grinned inanely.

"Ugh... why are you in a good mood?" Toni grumbled.

"Cuz, I slept great, I love you, and... I slept great!" she explained, not really knowing why she was in such happy place that morning.

Toni laughed, despite her foul mood and scowl, then rose to start her own day. As she stood, Alex hopped off the bed and embraced her again, forcing a hug on her as Toni surrendered with a resigned sigh.

"You're ridiculous," she grouched.

"And you're gorgeous!" Alex retorted. "Ha!" She gave Toni another goofy smile and kissed her. Her twin surprised her by pulling her tight and turning the kiss into something much more intense. Several seconds passed by until they both heard a noise from the doorway.

Sam was standing there, a look of surprise on her face and her mouth slightly open. "I... forgot..." she stammered and turned back to go to the bathroom.

Alex's eyes went wide as she turned to Toni, covering her mouth as a laugh tried to escape.

Toni's response was to roll her eyes and step around her embarrassed twin. She continued walking and left the room, completely naked. Wondering what she was actually going to go do, Alex turned after Toni as she followed Sam into the bathroom. Peering the corner, she saw Sam standing frozen facing the door as Toni walked directly up to her.

"I didn't see," she stammered, shaking her head.

"It was just a kiss," Toni said. "What are you so weirded out about?"

Sam raised an eyebrow showing her skepticism. "That, was not just a kiss," she pointed out.

In response, Toni walked right up to Sam and grabbed her face, planting yet another kiss on one of her sisters. Sam seemed to not know what to do and was standing frozen, her hands up and clenched into fists as if she were about to take a swing at Toni. After a few seconds, Toni broke the kiss and turned, offering Alex a wink before she went by on her way back to her room.

"What just happened?" Sam asked.

Alex laughed, the ridiculousness of the situation finally too much to contain. "I don't know, honestly. It's been a weird morning."

Sam visibly relaxed the moment Alex laughed, then joined her a few seconds later. "You two are so weird sometimes," she said.

With a shrug, Alex turned to go back to Toni's room. Once inside, she shut the door and went to sit on the bed as Toni put on clothes.

"Did I mention that we need to go back to Camille's to check out our pictures?" Toni asked. "She called and let me know that they were finished and ready to go up."

The photo session was still a happy memory fresh in her mind, and Alex smiled when she thought back about it. "That's fine," she said. "When?"

After briefly discussing their work schedules and any prior commitments, the two decided to schedule some time with Camille that very evening to look at the results. Conversing a little more, Alex made sure that Toni was actually okay given the dour mood she was in and the surprising kiss. Of course, it wasn't that Toni had kissed her, it was the fact that she'd kissed her without regard for being caught by someone else.

Satisfied that her other half wasn't having some kind of crisis, Alex went back to her room to start getting ready for class.

***

Once class was done with, Alex hurried up to work to start her shift. While she was there, she met a new waitress that was working with Cadence, one of the other girls. The newcomer was cute, almost irritatingly ebullient, and seemed to be excited for everything.

Alex had taken the opportunity to go and find her during the lulls, wanting to introduce herself. She went over to Cadence's section, which happened to be one off the two topless sections and waved as the two came over to the drink station she'd stopped at.

"Jessie, this is Alex," Cadence said.

"Hi!" Jessie said, sounding extremely excited about meeting Alex.

With an easy laugh, Alex replied. "Nice to meet you, Jessie. Are you enjoying the shift?"

"Absolutely!" she gushed. "I mean... it's still work, but at least I get to show myself off in these cute uniforms and flirt with people!"

Alex laughed again, casting a glance at Cadence. The other waitress rolled her eyes a bit and sighed, though Jessie seemed not to notice her disdain.

"Are you working all day?" Alex asked.

"Yep!" Jessie confirmed. "I'm not sure where I'm going to be this evening, though."

"I'll be right back," Cadence said suddenly, and turned away, heading for the bathroom.

"Yeah, they'll most likely move you from this room around six," Alex confirmed. "They don't force the new girls to work the topless sections."

"Oh!" Jessie cried again. "This is one of those sections?" she asked.

For a moment, Alex thought that she excitable cutie was actually offended by the notion.

"Do you think they'd let me work there if I wanted to?" she continued.

"Oh... I guess, maybe," Alex replied. "I don't see why they wouldn't, if you're comfortable with it."

"Gosh, yes!" Jessie said, her energy and enthusiasm seemingly endless. "I really hope they let me stay. Will you be the one there? You're so gorgeous!"

Unable to stop herself, Alex laughed at the excited young woman. Still unbothered, Jessie just beamed at her happily.

"You're so sweet," Alex said. "I'm only working until six today, but I normally work the Saturday shift in one of the topless rooms."

"Aww," Jessie said with an exaggerated frown. "Well," she continued, then cast a look around as if she were checking for ninjas or something. "Don't tell Cadence, but she's kind of a stick in the mud."

"Oh?" Alex asked. "How's that?"

"Well," she said, reaching up and almost absentmindedly picking a string off of Alex's top. "She's super sweet and all, but she just doesn't seem to have any fun. Like, I love letting people take pictures with me and stuff, but she keeps checking the phone to make sure they didn't get her face and I'm just like... why? I can't believe she would actually take her top off, either!"

That did sound like Cadence. She was nice, but this was definitely just a job for her.

"Don't let her get to you, though," Alex said. "I really like your energy."

"Aww," Jessie said, her tone sounding like Alex had just called her the most beautiful thing in the world. "You're so sweet! I really hope I get to work with you sometime soon."

Toni came up behind Alex in that moment, and she genuinely thought that Jessie was going to lose her mind.