My Sister Made Me Ch. 18

In the back of her mind, though, she knew that she couldn't risk actually acting on her baser impulses with any of them. She definitely didn't want another "Brandon" situation.

She was getting ready for the evening rush when she was surprised to see that Zoey had finally texted her. She'd had been wondering about her friend and if she'd screwed up a relationship yet again. She'd almost reached out many times since the incident, but the last thing she wanted to do was to mess up and say the wrong thing. She liked Zoey and didn't want to lose her as a lover, or at the very least, a friend. She finally took a deep breath and pulled out her phone to check the message.

"I'm sorry about what my asshole ex-boyfriend did," the message began. "I don't want to lose you as a friend. Please message me back so that I know we're okay."

Though she was initially had no idea of what to say to Zoey, she finally worked up the courage to later that evening.

"I'm so sorry," Sam messaged. "I promise I thought that you were going to be there."

"I know," Zoey replied quickly. "He wouldn't admit it but it's pretty clear that he lied to you."

"I'm so embarrassed, and so sorry for hurting you," Sam told her.

"You didn't hurt me, Sam," Zoey sent back. "Brandon hurt both of us."

She breathed easier then, happy to hear that Zoey wasn't too upset with her.

"I'd still like to be friends if you're okay with that," Zoey added a few seconds later.

"Of course," Sam told her. "I was worried that you wouldn't want to talk to me again."

"That's not going to happen!" Zoey messaged. "I want to come and see you and talk, but I'm about to head to my stupid job."

"Oh, I'm okay," Sam sent. "I'm working today too. I'm working tomorrow too, but maybe we can hang out sometime soon?"

"I'd like that," Zoey replied. "I'll talk to you soon."

Happy that Zoey wasn't completely done with her, Sam went back to work with a smile on her face.

The rest of the shift went well, and she flirted with lots of different people. Her arousal never wavered though, and as expected, Dane wasn't there to take care of it for her. So, once again, she gave herself a little relief by massaging her pussy just before going to sleep.

Wednesday morning, she again woke to find Dane infuriatingly not fucking her. And yet again, she had to be content with giving her own damn self an orgasm. At school an hour later, she was delighted to see that the small crowd of guys waiting to see her tits had gotten even larger, numbering twenty or so.

"We might have to find a different spot to hang out," Marley said, smirking at her as she stood up.

"I don't mind the attention," she said, realizing what an understatement that was, and turned toward the three. She smiled, seeing Ben standing close as well, and lifted her shirt, her nipples immediately hardening in the cool air and under the gazes of so many. She could feel how much they wanted her and the surge of arousal the idea caused forced her to steady herself on the table after she'd lowered her shirt back down.

The group of guys dispersed slowly, and she gave each of her friends a hug as she headed for Psych again. Once again, she sat next to Ben and ignored Brandon completely for the duration. She successfully hurried from class after it was over and managed to avoid him but knew that eventually she'd probably be forced to talk to him.

She had a half day of work after class, and unfortunately wasn't able to pick up any extra hours. She was still ridiculously horny and the lack of action she'd been forced to endure had only made it worse over the past couple of days. She still hadn't seen Dane, but that was no surprise.

As expected, she was still ridiculously horny. That was something that didn't seem to change. Her constant masturbation helped to relieve some of the pressure, but it always came roaring back after an hour or so.

She knew that she was going to have to find an outlet to help her get rid of the sexual energy that was boiling inside herself. After she finished up at work on Wednesday, she went out to her car and pondered her options. Zoey had texted her that she'd originally been free that day but had been called in to work at the last minute, so she didn't have that option to occupy her time. She figured could head home and hope that Dane was there, or maybe she could text him and see if he would finally answer. Neither option seemed appealing, though, and she had a sudden memory pop into her head of the time that he'd taken her to work out so that she could burn off some of her excess energy.

She'd been extremely brazen in her flirting and had loved all the attention. She knew that she'd be able to easily garner that type of attention again and grinned, immediately deciding that it was a good idea. Stopping at home briefly, she went in and changed, then headed for the gym, hoping that at least some of the guys from before were habitual gym goers.

*****

Dane Wednesday night

The previous week, Dane had been given the chance to even the score with his little brother, Danny, and fuck Danny's girlfriend. Hannah and Sally had greeted him in lingerie after he'd gotten home and the three quickly started going at it. The threesome quickly turned to a foursome, and after he'd had his fill, it turned back into a threesome again when he left the room. Another hour passed before Sally came back out, trying to get him to join them again.

"What?" he asked, amused at her ridiculous insatiability. "You guys wear out Danny?"

"No, but we're playing a game," she said cryptically, and pulled at his hand to entice him to follow.

He'd just been relaxing and recovering, letting the others have some space for their fun, but wasn't against rejoining them at some point.

"You good?" Sally asked, looking pointedly down at him with a look of concern.

"Mmm? Oh... hell yeah," he said, standing quickly as he took her offered hand.

She grinned happily and led him back toward the bedroom once again. As they approached the door, he gave her a healthy swat on her ample rump. She giggled in response and even wiggled it at him as they entered the room.

Danny was sitting on the bed with his dick in his hand, stroking idly when Dane walked in. Almost on instinct he took his hand away, Dane chuckling at the instinct to hide what he was doing.

He looked over and saw Hannah kneeling on the ground, a black cloth tied around her face. He paused, suddenly wondering where he'd seen something like that before, but was distracted by Sally reaching out and grabbing his cock. He looked down as she gripped it tightly and began to stroke, then looked up and offered a shrug at her playful scowl. She looked over at Danny and grabbed his as well as he stood and moved to stand next to Dane.

"So... during the game, you two aren't allowed to talk," Sally explained as she glanced at both of them, still playing with their cocks. "I'll get you hard, then we're going to see if Hannah can tell you apart."

Danny raised a single eyebrow at her, smirking, then looked over at Dane. He rolled his eyes and looked back at Sally.

"And why don't we just start fucking again?" he asked.

"Because!" she snapped. "This is fun! Besides, you're getting your dick sucked!"

Hannah giggled and waggled her tongue at three of them lewdly.

"Yeah, that's a good point," Danny said, then glanced over at Dane and shrugged.

Sally wasn't giving any time for either of the brothers to debate things and had already dropped to her knees. She took Dane's cock into her mouth first, looking up seductively at him. Her hand was gently stroking his balls, the other haphazardly stroking his brother as she worked to get him hard again. He saw her turn and take Danny unflinchingly into her mouth, moaning around his flesh even as it swelled.

"Little whore," Danny grunted, and grabbed the back of her head, pulling her tight.

He was once more drawn back to Hannah on her knees, the blindfold obscuring her vision. It felt so... familiar. He felt his dick quickly swelling to fullness as his arousal built, still staring down at Hannah in her kneeling position.

His cock was fully erect when Sally turned and took him back into her mouth, a string of saliva hanging from her lips as she did. He didn't look down at her, though; he was fixated on Hannah. She finally extricated the length of his cock from her throat and coughed but wasn't able to recover for long as Danny took the opportunity to grab her head and drive his cock back into her mouth once again.

"Get that back in there," he grunted as she whimpered.

She had to stop a few seconds later, spitting out Danny's shaft and coughing up saliva and letting it coat her naked chest. Recovering quickly, she moved back to her feet, turning to grip each cock in her hand and stroking. She moved the three of them close to Hannah, who seemed eager to begin having fun as well, her hands fidgeting in her lap.

"No talking," she remined them, and released Dane's cock from her fingers.

Guiding Danny over, she stood him in front of his girlfriend and said, "Okay, here's the first one."

"Mmm," Hannah replied with a giggle. "I kinda wish I had more contestants for this game."

Sally giggled in response and moved back to let Hannah begin. She wasted no time with foreplay, and immediately took Danny's cock into her mouth, wriggling her face back and forth in an attempt to take him as deep as she could. Impressed, Dane watched as she took his brother fully into her throat, something he hadn't noticed her doing to him during their earlier fun.

Danny briefly throat-fucked his girlfriend, causing her to gag several times with thick *gluck* sounds issuing from her throat. After a few more seconds, he slid himself free and stepped back, gesturing for Dane to take his turn.

He stepped up, giving his cock a few more strokes for good measure and pushed the crown softly against Hannah's full lips. She opened up, taking her time in letting him slide inside. Her warm mouth felt incredible sliding down his girthy shaft, and he stifled a moan as she started to work her head back and forth once again. She'd had to do the same thing before when she deepthroated Danny and seemed to be trying harder to do the same thing to Dane.

He was looking down, admiring the delicious view when it struck him again that it felt like he'd seen this somewhere else. There was something distinctive and... familiar about it. Maybe a time he'd been with Sally or a previous girlfriend was the answer.

Then, the realization hit him like a ton of bricks.

He looked down and for a moment, saw blonde locks bouncing back and forth as their owner continued to try and force his cock into her throat. Sam's hair was lighter though, and he wasn't able to stifle the groan of substantial arousal from the vison before him.

That was where he'd seen this before. Sam... on her knees... blindfolded, in the video she'd shown him.

"That's Dane's," Hannah announced, grinning widely as she slid back and pulled the blindfold off.

Dane grabbed her head again, eliciting a yelp of surprise from her as he pushed his cock back deep. His hands moved to the back of her head, driving her hard down onto him and holding her there. She gagged a few times but didn't fight, even up to the point that he finally let her go to breathe. She took a great big breath, coughed a few times and went right back to sliding her mouth down the length of Dane's cock.

Only vaguely aware of movement to his right, he heard the bed start to creak as his partner stared up at him with his cock buried deep between her lips. He could swear that he was looking down at Sam, her blonde hair unmistakable as she fought viciously to take him as deep as she possibly could. She pulled him free after a bit, then lowered herself down, her warm mouth coaxing one of his testicles inside where she softly sucked and rolled it around with her tongue.

A few seconds later, she moved to the other, looking up at him intently. He'd closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation that Sam was giving him, her warm mouth eagerly sucking and slurping at each of his balls. He had to have her again.

Reaching down, he grabbed two handfuls of her hair and pulled her up easily. Leaning in, he kissed her intensely for a few seconds, then moved both of them forward toward the bed. He pulled her up onto the bed and moved down on top of her as she spread her legs for him. Grunting, he plunged into her drenched pussy without hesitation, burying himself deep. She cried out, and he heard Sam's voice in the cries of pleasure.

Still, he kept his eyes shut, Sam's face haunting his mind as he started to mercilessly fuck her. She whimpered and moaned at his thrusts, her pussy squishing and sloshing as he hammered it again and again.

"Holy shit," he heard his brother say near them.

"God... I don't think he's ever fucked me like that," Sally added. "Fuck... so hot..."

Unrelenting and only half-listening, Dane powered down into her drenched cunt, quickly setting a furious pace and filling the apartment with a cacophony of muffled cries, wet slaps, and grunts of effort. Shortly after he'd heard Sally and Danny's commentary, he heard the guttural groan of surrender and felt her pussy quaking as he pounded again and again into it. She fell silent, unmoving for a few seconds as he kept plunging in, then finally gasped once more as a wet spray burst out from around his punishing shaft. He didn't slow, grunting with effort as he powered down into her.

She cried out weakly, the noise drawing him from his haze and forcing him to open his eyes.

Ever since he'd been with Sam, he'd been ignoring the desperate need to hear her crying out in pleasure again. He could still hear the melodic tones of her orgasm in his ears, her moans and emphatic grunts of effort and approval as she'd sucked his cock, even the way her lips sounded as they gently smacked when they'd kissed. Each time the memories had surfaced, he'd fought them back and forced himself to try and forget.

Hannah's defeated cry of pleasure, driven from her completely relaxed and acquiescing body during the massive, squirting orgasm he'd given her, had forced Dane back up out of the fantasy haze that he was in. That wasn't what Sam sounded like when he was fucking her. That wasn't what he'd needed... yearned to hear.

He breathed heavily, his chest heaving as Hannah writhed beneath him. She looked like her mind had left her body and was existing on some other plane of reality. Beside them, the bed shook from the efforts of the other two, Danny energetically fucking Sally doggystyle. Troubled by what had been going on in his head, he stood and slid his cock from Hannah's tormented pussy, then stalked to the bathroom for a much-needed shower.

When he got back in the bedroom twenty minutes later, Hannah was waiting, holding the blanket open and reaching for him. As he slid in, he sighed deeply. She nuzzled him in response, though he hadn't meant the sigh to be comforting.

"Sam," he thought, as he felt his cock throb in response.

***

The next morning, he woke to the sound of the TV in the other room along with conversation. He roused himself from bed and went to piss. Once that was out of the way, he pulled up his boxers and headed into the living room.

Danny was sitting idly on the couch with a bowl of cereal in his hands. "Hey, man," he said, cocking his head.

Dane acknowledged him with a nod and saw Sally and Hannah talking in the kitchen. He went to fix himself some coffee.

"Morning, baby," Sally said, greeting him with a kiss.

"Hey, sugar," he said, patting her on the back.

"Lover," Hannah purred, sliding up to him and licking his earlobe. "We were just discussing how much fun we had last night."

"Yeah?" he asked.

He wanted to call them all together and set ground rules, but who the fuck was he to do something like that? He'd cheated on Sally with Toni and Alex both, and then done it again with Sam! As far as he was concerned, he was the last person that could really say a single thing about cheating.

Instead, he smiled and offered her a kiss on the cheek. "Good. So did I."

She smiled happily and went back to talking to Sally, who winked and kissed him before he got his coffee and joined Danny in front of the TV.

As soon as he sat down, his younger brother turned down the volume and looked over at him.

"Hey uh... I wanted to say... thanks for letting me have fun... with Sally," he said haltingly, as if he'd crossed a line.

"Thanks for letting me have fun with Hannah," Dane replied.

The girls came around and sat down on the other side of their respective boyfriends.

"You guys make it sound like we're not totally going to do it again," Hannah said. "I don't know if that's fair, letting your brother give me an orgasm like that and not letting me have it again."

"I just don't want it to get weird," Danny said. "I mean, I think it's pretty clear that I had fun last night."

Dane's thoughts had immediately drifted back to the Sam-vision that he been fucking, even hearing, and he only half-heard the conversation.

"I think we all did," Sally said.

"Well, you seemed a little distracted, though," Hannah said.

Dane looked over after a few seconds of silence and realized they were talking to him. "Do what?" he asked.

"You seemed... distant last night," Hannah reiterated. "If you hadn't nearly killed me with your dick, I'd be offended."

Dane chuckled and waved his hand dismissively. "I had fun," he said, his thoughts starting to drift back to what he'd seen while fucking her.

"Well that was sure convincing," Sally joked, and he chuckled along with the others.

***

From that point on, Dane's sex life got even weirder than it had been before. He'd really been bothered by the vision of his little sister that had taken Hannah's place when they'd fucked, and he seemed to be unable to forget about it.

So... since he had a pair of willing partners, he was happy to succumb to their desires whenever they wanted. It didn't help that Hannah was just as insatiable as Sally was and the two seemed always ready to start some sexual fun or make he and his brother play some ridiculous game that ended with them fucking. He'd find the three fucking when he got out of class, as would Danny, coming home to find Dane fucking Hannah up against the wall, or throat-fucking her in the bathroom when she was in the middle of getting ready for class.

He kept telling himself that it was to be a good boyfriend to Sally and a good lover to Hannah. Inside, though, he knew better. Each night he had dreams of Sam, and every one of them seemed sexual. He'd wake up hard as a rock from dreaming about fucking his sister in some ridiculous manner, and immediately go find Hannah or Sally to satiate his renewed appetite. They never once turned him down, to their credit.

Try as he might, though, he couldn't stop the visions of Sam that were plaguing him. Though after he'd finished railing one of the girls, he found that he was able to go back to sleep easily and was happy to have at least some relief.

He knew he wanted to see her again but was scared of hurting her even more. She'd obviously been through a lot and had problems now, he didn't need to add to them to satisfy his appetite and perverted desires. And so, he promised to try and keep as much distance between the two of them as he could. It pained him that he wasn't going to see her as much, but he loved her more than anything and was not going to hurt her again.

Sally and Hannah were perfect distractions, and no matter how many times one of them morphed into Sam's gorgeous face, he was determined not to give in to the desire to see her again. Instead, he kept himself busy when he wasn't fucking one of the girls.