My Sister Made Me Ch. 17

"Holy shit..." Brandon grunted from his front row seat.

But just because Zoey was likely about to fall into a coma from the unceasing pleasure didn't mean that Sam was going to stop. She wriggled her knees up under her and slid one hand up Zoey's tight little body. Fingertips feathered across the pale skin, then found the diamond hard nipples across the small, perky mounds. Gentle squeezes caroused whimpers of surrender from Zoey's mouth, the high-pitched squeal a delight to Sam's ears. The bed shifted beside them and Brandon's presence was suddenly gone.

"Fuck, come on," he grunted from somewhere behind Sam.

She felt the bed bounce a little behind her and moaned into Zoey's pussy when she realized what he wanted. Pushing her knees outward, she arched her back as much as she could, feeling her pussy opening and drawing a long, low groan from Brandon.

She hadn't stopped devouring Zoey, though the young woman had ceased to be anything coherent and had seemed to morph into a pile of orgasms and cries of pleasure. Not caring, Sam kept working her over.

The sound of Brandon's hand moving furiously over his shaft was a curiosity and made her wonder why he didn't just hurry up and take her. She moved a hand from where it was splaying Zoey's lips wider so that Sam had better access and pushed it down between her legs to rub her own clit.

"Fuuuuuck," he groaned.

Sam wiggled her hips enticingly but kept working at Zoey. She felt a warm hand on her rump and fought to contain her elation that she was finally going the get hers. She didn't think he was going to feel as filling as Dane had, but it looked like it was more than enough to get the job done. She wiggled her hips once more before pushing backward. The head briefly kissed her pussy lips, but then she felt his hand slide over the head.

His thumb slid from her asshole down to her labia, opening her up. She'd been absolutely soaked during the whole ordeal and knew that he was getting a front row seat to just how gooey her pussy was. The head of his cock flopped lazily against her butt hole, and she felt him bouncing it weirdly up and down. It caressed her slit, sending a wave of pleasure coursing through her before it disappeared again.

Pushing back, she felt the head nudge briefly against her lips but wouldn't slide inside. Frustration began to grow deep inside, and she pushed back against him once more. She felt the burning need to have a cock penetrating her as her frustration built.

"God damnit," he said, then flopped down on the bed somewhere behind her.

She and Zoey both came out of their sex-fog and glanced at one another. A frown passed between them before they both sat up and turned around. Brandon was sitting at the edge of bed, his head in his hands.

"Babe?" Zoey called, sliding over and sitting on his left while Sam moved to his right.

"Fucking weak," he said.

"What's wrong?" Zoey asked.

"Fucking hate my dick," he said. "Fucking bullshit."

"Brandon, what's wrong?" Sam asked, caressing his arm with her fingernails.

He sighed and shook his head. She was confused for a few more seconds until she saw the sadly limp shaft hanging between his legs.

"Baby, it's okay," Zoey said. "You made me cum and you got to cum too."

"It's fine," he snapped, waving a hand dismissively.

Sam reached up and turned his head toward her. "Don't be like this. You can't stress out over it or it definitely won't come back."

He rolled his eyes. "You don't have a dick, Sam. Mines the one that stops working after only one round."

Zoey raised an eyebrow. "Hey stop it. Aren't most men like that?"

"That's not the point," he said, sounding very disappointed and defeated. "It's fucking embarrassing! I have my superhot girlfriend and her superhot friend going to town on each other and I blow after a minute of fucking."

"Baby, Sam was giving you a really good blowjob before that wasn't she?"

He didn't immediately answer.

"It's okay," Sam said. "I know how good I am. You know I was."

"No... both of you were incredible," he continued. "I'm the disappointment."

"Haven't you always wanted to see two women together close up?" Zoey asked, unrelenting in her quest to make him feel better.

"That's..." he began, then sighed. "Well... yeah... but..."

"So, it was a fantasy come true for you, and you're wondering why you came early?" Sam said.

He rubbed his temples and brushed a hand across his eyes. "I just wanted to have sex with both of you and now I'm fucking embarrassed."

"Aww," Sam said, wrapping her arms around him at the same time Zoey did the exact same thing.

"Honey, you don't need to be embarrassed," Zoey said. "I still love you and I'm sure that Sam really enjoyed herself."

"Brandon, honestly," Sam said. "I would have been surprised if you didn't cum that fast. I wasn't kidding when I said that I know how good I am. Sucking cock is like... my skill." She adopted a haughty tone as she spoke and playfully blew air on her fingernails before brushing up and down on her upper chest.

That seemed to at least crack the sullen exterior a bit and he broke into a half-smirk.

Glad to see that he was lightening up, Sam kept hugging him as she mused about the situation.

"Was that what was normal for guys?" she wondered. Dane had fucked her brains out and orgasmed, but when she'd gotten back from the bathroom, he'd been hard again. Then again that next morning she'd been able to coax two more loads of cum from him. Dr. Sanderson had done the same thing for her at The Mess Around, and Duncan was clearly able to keep performing after he came.

She wondered if they were the exception, or if guys like Brandon were. She could probably lump Keith in that group as well, but then again, it had been the first time for both of them.

Feeling a little awkward about how things had turned out, she quickly decided that she needed to make her exit. "Ooo... wow," she said, glancing at the clock. "I didn't realize I'd been here that long. I better go."

Both Brandon and Zoey glanced over and were equally surprised. It had been nearly 3 hours.

"Are you sure have to go?" Zoey asked. "We can order some food or something if you want. Maybe watch a movie?"

Sam wasn't really looking to hangout and relax. Her inner sex-demon, or whatever it was that was making her constantly horny, was demanding that she find a dick and find it quick. She obviously wasn't going to find it here.

"I really appreciate it, but I've got work at six and my uniform is at home." She frowned and stood, then cocked her head when she heard the sound of a door opening.

She glanced back at Zoey and Brandon who apparently hadn't heard.

"Someone here?" Sam asked before the door slammed a second later.

Zoey's eyes went wide and she scrambled for something to cover herself. Brandon managed to reach down and grab a discarded sock and held it up in front of his junk.

"B-dizzle!" the stranger yelled.

Sam wasn't concerned all that much about being naked in front of someone she didn't know; not after working at Double D's for so long.

An average looking guy poked his head in, laughed when he saw Zoey squeak in alarm and dive under the covers. He saw Brandon and winced, holding his hand up in front of his eyes.

"Dude!" Brandon said.

"Oh... damn," the newcomer said, finally seeing Sam standing there in her birthday suit. "Y'all having a party up in here?"

"Get out of here Peter!" Zoey yelled, though it was muffled.

"Sam," Sam said with a wave. She gestured to the other two. "We just got done having fun. Sorry, party over."

Peter frowned. "Sorry I missed it," he said, his eyes wandering over her.

She snickered, the went about getting dressed again. She'd managed to get her panties and bra on by the time that Brandon managed to kick his roommate out. After a prolonged bout of hugs and kisses from Zoey, Sam managed to finally tear herself away from the little pixie.

***

Arriving home, Sam silently cursed her stupid luck for the dozenth time since leaving Brandon's apartment as she slowly stalked up the stairs. Of course something like that had happened! Leave it to her to forget to pace herself and wear out her sexual partners before they had a chance to actually take care of her needs.

If she had a boyfriend, she could just have him take care of it for her. But then again, she'd have to deal with all the drama of actually having a boyfriend. She knew she wasn't ready for that. She just needed a really good fuck every... well... day.

Reaching the top step, she heard the unmistakable sound of a grunt of pleasure coming from Toni's room. Knowing that she should definitely not go check what made the noise, Sam did exactly that. Peeking into Alex's room, she was happy to see that it was empty. Setting her bag on the bed as quietly as she could, she kicked off her shoes and tiptoed over to the closet in her socks.

"God, you're such little cunt sometimes." The voice was masculine, and Sam thought it must be Wade. The jibe was followed by a cry of pain. "Ow... see what I mean?" the voice said.

"Don't call me a cunt or I'll bite the bastard off." That was definitely Toni. Nervously, Sam tiptoed closer, edging her way through the closet until she could see the two on Toni's bed.

They were kissing hard, almost violently from the look of things. Sam watched for a few seconds, slightly concerned that one of them was going to hurt the other.

Toni broke the kiss a second later and grinned. "Want it or not?" she asked.

"You fuckin' know I do," Wade said. "Please me wench!"

Sam had to bite her lip to stifle the laugh that almost escaped after that one.

"What are you, a pirate now?" Toni asked, an incredulous expression on her face.

"Arrr," Wade said, grabbing the back of Toni's head and dragging it down toward...

Sam whimpered softly, seeing the tantalizingly engorged shaft standing proudly in his lap. A surge of energy coursed through her, her pulse quickening and lewd thoughts racing through her mind. She closed her eyes and leaned on the door frame to steady herself. Her pussy might have even growled at her again.

The sound of Toni's throat being forced to open for Wade's beautiful, bulbous cock head made Sam open her eyes once again. She saw her youngest sibling suppress a gag once, then once again as she pushed her lips as far as she could go down the throbbing shaft.

"Fuckin little tramp," Wade grunted, finally releasing her head.

Sam watched with perverse pride as Toni continued to attack it in much the same manner that Sam knew she herself would have. She couldn't help but wonder if she was capable of taking the entire thing into her throat. It was clear that Toni wasn't yet, having a good three or four inches left unswallowed.

Realizing that she'd slid her hand into her panties, Sam quietly pulled it back out and put it behind her back.

"Yeah, that's going to help," she thought.

She briefly glanced behind her to make sure Alex wasn't there, but when she turned back to the action, she saw Toni's eyes boring straight into her own. A wink and a smirk around his shaft followed as Toni stroke-sucked the delicious looking organ that was holding its precious gift prisoner.

Sam shook her head, then closed her eyes and turned away before she got any more bright ideas. Tracing her steps back the way she came, she gathered her shoes and bag and retreated to the safety of her room. Shutting the door behind her, she busied herself with homework while she waited for any sign of her brother.

A half hour later, Sam was startled out of her concentration when someone knocked on her door.

"Come in," she called.

Toni poked her head in and gave her a knowing grin. "You know, if you keep spying on me while I'm being slutty, I'm just going to have to drag you in there."

Sam sighed, flipping a page in her book as she offered Toni a half-smile in response. "He uh... lasted awhile," she observed, trying to sound disinterested. Lasted awhile, unlike Brandon had.

Toni giggled, taking a seat next to her. Though she'd put on clothes before she'd come in, Sam could tell that Toni was freshly fucked, but she wasn't sure how she knew. She felt the need building inside and was desperately trying to keep control of herself.

"After I lost my audience, I made him fuck me before I let him cum in my mouth," Toni said. She ran a finger across her lips and dipped it deftly in before nibbling briefly on the tip. "I can still taste him."

Sam whimpered in defeat, dropping her head into her hands as she heard Toni's teasing.

"Here," Toni said, a single curled finger lifting Sam's chin up. "If you promise not go all 'amazon' on me, I'll let you taste him."

Sam's tongue slid around in her mouth then slyly ran a coat of saliva across her lips. Toni's seductive giggle was the final straw as Sam groaned a final time and leaned over. Their lips touched, electricity racing through her as she felt her little sister's persuasive tongue tentatively reach out to her own. The familiar flavor hit her though, and Sam immediately started to suck as much of Toni's tongue as she could get into her mouth. Another few seconds ticked by before Toni giggled and gently pushed Sam back.

"Easy killer," she said with an adorable giggle. "Was that enough?"

"Fucking no," Sam cried, flopping back on her pillows.

Toni snickered. "Well, if you want to borrow Wade, I can probably convince him to come and take care of you."

Sam looked over at her, feeling a little insulted.

"I'm kidding, dummy!" Toni said. "He'd break the speed of sound getting over here so fast if I told him he could have you."

Sam finally laughed at that. "Toni..." she whined. "I'm so goddamn horny."

Another giggle fell from Toni's lips. "Oh, I can tell, hun," she said.

"Nothing I do helps," Sam whined. "All I ever succeed in doing is making myself more turned on!"

"So, are you saying that you're okay with Wade taking care of you?" Toni asked, her expression showing her surprise.

"I'm not trying to have sex with your boyfriend, Toni," Sam said with a deep sigh.

"Why not?" she asked. "Alex and I share. We wouldn't mind sharing with you."

Sam rolled her eyes. "Will you please just let me study? I've got work in an hour."

Toni finally relented, and after a kiss on Sam's cheek, she got up and left the room. As the door closed, Sam slapped her hand down on the bed in irritation.

"Damnit Dane, where are you?" she asked aloud.

*****

Dane

Tuesday

It took him a few minutes to get himself moving after he'd sequestered himself in his room away from the temptation his three younger sisters constantly inflicted on him.

"Yeah, that's the right way to phrase it," he thought.

It wasn't his fault they were sexy. It wasn't his fault that Alex had been so damn flirty with him. She'd teased him to the point that he'd actually considered seeing if she'd been serious about letting him have her in the shower that day months ago. Toni wasn't his fault either. She and Alex looked exactly alike! When the line had been crossed, it wasn't his fault that he'd made that mistake.

Now... the same had happened with Sam. He hadn't been trying to get her turned on and worked up. She'd seduced him! Hadn't she?

He rolled his eyes as the idiotic thoughts rolled around his brain.

"Of course it was my fault," he told himself.

He'd come to an understanding with himself about being with Alex those few times, and Toni had been a true accident on his part, and only happened that once. Sam though... Sam was something different. She was a sexual abuse survivor, and he ended up fucking her.

"You're a great fuckin' brother," he sighed, looking down at his knees as he sat on the bed.

He loved Alex and Toni with all his heart. There was no doubt of that. Being with them had been insane, exciting, and he knew he could reconcile his feelings about the whole affair.

Sam was different for some reason. He loved her just as much as the twins, but he felt so much more protective of her. She always seemed so... fragile.

He sighed deeply and stood, moving to go get dressed for the day. He couldn't help but start to drift back to the night before as well as that very morning.

Sam was beautiful, of that there was no question. She was smart, funny, and extremely endearing. Just being around her made him want to give her a hug and make sure she knew that he loved her. She made him want to try and be a better man. But then... she was also a woman, a very attractive one.

Seeing her nude for the first time had been incredible. She had incredible breasts, a delightfully cute ass, long legs, and gorgeous skin. The vision of her standing in front of him without clothes was something that was seared into his memory.

The mere sight of her in that state was enough to give him a hardon. Laying next to her had been a constant war of staying focused and not getting aroused. Obviously, he'd lost that fight numerous times.

He wouldn't have blamed her a bit if she'd been offended and kicked him out of her room. They were siblings after all. But, she hadn't.

Her increased libido and new approach to sex was something he hadn't been prepared for. She actively encouraged him to get hard, almost to the point that if he weren't turned on by her, she would get mad. She seemed to be proud of the fact that she could give him a rodney.

Pulling a fresh a pair of underwear out, he slid them up one leg and paused, seeing the still slightly engorged cock hanging there. Sam's warm, wet mouth had felt incredible as she swallowed it.

He swayed in place and actually had to steady himself on the dresser for a moment as the memory of how incredible her warm, wet mouth had felt. Shaking the vision of his little sister throating him from his mind, he refocused and pulled the underwear on.

He could have told her no. It wasn't like he didn't have other options. He had a girlfriend that had started letting the two of them have fun with other couples. Sally was incredible and he knew he loved her. He figured they'd eventually get married if he didn't fuck it up somewhere along the way. She even knew about Alex and Toni. The ridiculous situation with the twins hadn't driven her away, so he knew she was extremely understanding.

Still, he didn't know how she'd feel about Sam. He was going to tell her, of course. He didn't want to lie to her again. Was she going to be just as aroused by it as the first time the two of them had been with Alex? If she didn't like it, he could always tell her that it wasn't going to happen again. At least he wasn't planning on letting it happen again.

The only problem was that his dick didn't always listen to reason.

After he finished getting dressed, he grabbed his things and quietly left the house. He'd already decided to stay with Sally for several days, just to let things cool down at home. He figured that would give him time to figure out how to tell Sally, and also let Sam actually think about what had happened between them.

For the next two days, he was on autopilot. He went to his classes, went to work at the bar, then went to Sally's and crashed. Quietly thankful that she was just as busy as he was, he appreciated the return to normalcy.

He'd briefly considered going back home on Thursday evening to check in with Sam but figured it wouldn't hurt to give it a few more days. He and Sally were both off that evening and she said that she had a special evening planned. He was definitely looking forward to it.

A nice evening alone with his girlfriend was just what he needed.

After class, he worked the afternoon shift at the bar until six but then left as soon as his relief got there. Sally had told him to meet her back at her apartment, so he hurried to do just that. Pulling in a few minutes later, he hopped out, intending to head inside to start getting cleaned up for whatever she had planned.