Beyond Uncool

I should have known better.  I really should have.

This is a story about… what an asshole my friend, Van is.  Seriously, what kind of name was Van anyway?

Perhaps I used the term friend too loosely.  Van was a guy a knew in high school.  We hung out together because we had the same group of friends.  So it did surprise when I saw his name pop up on my cell phone 4 years later.  I couldn’t believe I hadn’t deleted it.  At 22, I came to realize that I was slowly losing touch will all the guys I promised never to lose touch of.  College, women, and life in general were the reasons for that, so when Van said he was back in town and wanted to hang out, I jumped at the chance because I wanted to reconnect with the past more so than anything.

“Bro, we are going out tonight!”  Van eagerly told me.

Let me summarize a bit for you so I can get to the events of tonight more quickly.  Van was the outgoing one, or the most outgoing one of our little group that had slowly disbanded.  I was probably the only person he was able to get ahold of.  Anyway, being the wild guy, the partier, the obnoxious asshole, it came to our surprise that right after high school graduation, and I mean right after, Van announced that he had met someone and was going to marry her.  Being a dumb teenager, not even a freshman in college yet, no one took Van seriously, but before the end of summer Van was gone, moved away with the woman of his dreams… who he picked up at some beach bar he shouldn’t have even been in.

Amazingly, that match made in heaven last 4 years.  Now Van was back.  Here.  Sitting with me.  He still wore his hair long.  Not like to his shoulders long or anything, but long enough to make him obsess over how good it looked.  He was, as we all were, more filled out and muscular than in high school.  He looked more mature, but basically the same.  That damned long, skinny nose of his still stood out to me.

Foolishly, I agreed with everything he said.  It must have been because I was thinking in some way this was an indication that the high school group was still together… but it wasn’t.  It was Van and me.

“Listen, the second that divorce was finalized, I needed some excited, some risk to make me feel alive.  So with the money in my pocket, I went down to the dog track, placed some bets and came up big!”

“How much?” I asked.

“Almost two grand!”

“Oh my god!”

“I know,”  he grinned through his teeth.  “And it’s all for tonight!  We are going to party like rock stars tonight!”

So later that night we found ourselves at club Desire of all places pounding down drinks, watching a whole lot of girls shake it to techno music.  It was the first time I had been to this 21 and up club, which was nice, no teenage bullshit.  Just drunk cock head’s bullshit.

Standing at the bar checking out the scene I looked over to Van, but he was gone.  Not a word to me.  He just took off, what an asshole.  After searching a bit, I found him on the dance floor grinding on some petite little girl.  She was cute, I’ll give him that.  Long blond hair and a lot of smooth leg being shown off in that blue mini dress of hers.  No strap went around her neck to hold the dress up, and it sat low enough that there was a nice cleavage view.  She had a nice rack for such a small frame.

They eventually became tired and joined me.  Sweat running down his face, Van introduced me to her, “Joy.”  Not stopping he briskly walked by me, went to the bar, and ordered drinks for he and his new lady friend.

“Pleasure.”  I said to her.  She just smiled at me, almost eyeing me down like she wanted me.  I could see the lust in her eyes.  I was better looking than Van, and definitely cooler… well in my mind at least.  Could I score this chick?  There was probably a friend for Van, she couldn’t be here alone.

And as Van came back with two drinks, one he handed to her, there was a pinch on my ass.  I turned around to see who the culprit was.  There standing behind me, with an open mouthed, shocked to see you smile was my sister.  She had the most smooth long blond hair that went down to the middle of her back anyone had ever seen.  Her blue eyes stood out and her smile was as wide as ever.  When guys saw her in that shiny, sleek little black club dress, they became turned on by how it barely covered her thighs and showed too much of the tops of her breasts.  I usually would become protective, but my sister I was proud of.  She wasn’t the type of girl that was easily taken advantage of.  I was definitely more protective of her when we were younger, but she dropped that high school girl bullshit, and she even avoided the sorority girl bullshit in college.  Being two years older than me, she was mature, she was smart and intelligent.  She was 24 and a woman.  You could see the maturity in her face.

“Oh my god!  How are you?”  She hugged me lightly with a drink in her hand.

“I’m great.  We’re just hanging out?”

“I can see that!  I can’t believe you are here!”

“You can’t believe I’m here?  I can’t believe you’re here.  Where’s Ray?”

She scawked at me, “Come on Jay, we broke up like three weeks ago.  I’m here with the girls tonight.”

“Oh that’s sad.  I always liked him.”

“He was a diiiick!”  She said in a funny voice.  She wasn’t drunk, but she was letting loose.  It was apparent to me.  Usually the serious girl in public, she only goofed around and made funny noises when she was at home.  It was good to see she was having fun.

“Are you not going to introduce us to your girl Jay?”  Van butted in.

“Oh I have a feeling you can introduce yourself Mr. Brand New Shirt.”  My sister rebutted back.

Van laughed a little, “You’re right, I’m Van.  I went to high school with Jay.”

“I’m Amy, Jay’s sister.  I tortured Jay in high school.”  She was flirting with him a bit.  I didn’t mind, or maybe I just didn’t notice being a bit buzzed.

“Are you going to hang with us?”  He asked as the club scene buzzed around us, blaring music making it almost impossible to have a conversation.

“No, I got my girls tonight.”

“No, you had your girls tonight.  Now you’re going to hang with us.”  Van insisted.

“I am?”  She asked in a playful.  “You know, you should’ve asked me to get my girls to join you.  That might have gotten a yes out of me.”

“Why?  You’re the one I want.  We’re going to the VIP lounge.”

“Oh!”  She covered her mouth and laughed.  “Your friend is a smooth talker.”  She said to me.

“Come on.”  He took her hand.

She bit her bottom lip.  “Alright, let me tell them where I’m going, and I’ll be back.”

She went up to Joy, the little hottie Van picked up and blew off.  What an asshole.  “Sorry, I think you lost your dance partner.”

“That’s okay.  I’ve got you.”  She said in a very, and I mean very sexy way.

All four of us sat in a booth upstairs in what is referred to as the VIP lounge where the music is softer, the crowd is smaller, and the drinks were more expensive.  Thanks to Van however, that wasn’t a problem.  He was burning through that cash.

My sister had downed two Long Island ice teas up in VIP and was working on her third, and I knew she had a few back downstairs.  Joy was downing whiskey sour after whiskey sour, which was surprising, and she seemed to be holding up well.  Van and I were matching vodka and cranberry’s.  Things were starting to get loose.

“…I don’t think you have.”  Van stated to my sister who he was sitting next to.

“I have kissed a girl, thank you very much, but I must say that was so cliché of you to ask.  When I said ask me anything.  I really expected more from you Van.”

“Well can I ask you another one?”

“No, I said one question.”

“Well are you going to elaborate on the kiss?”

My sister was good, “No, why should I?  It’s a boring question.  I’m sure you’ve asked it to many girls before and gotten the same response.  Why would you want to hear about my experience where after letting my warm, wet tongue explore the inside of my friend’s mouth on a dare, I felt turned on and my panties became wet, so I didn’t let our lips part.  When she went to break from the kiss I bit her lower lip and pulled her back into me causing her moan and her hand to come up and fondle my breast, pinching my hard nipple.”

Van’s mouth was open, I’m sure mine was too, “Okay I’m hard.”  Van said.

“Wow, you’re not the only one.”  Joy responded looking down at her own nipples which were easily noticeable bumps through her dress.

The table laughed and Van propositioned Joy.  “I’ll buy you a shot if you flash them.”

Without hesitation Joy pulled down the front of her dress and exposed her bare breasts to the table.  Her perky nipples and light tiny areolas got my dick hard immediately.  There was something very hot about a girl flashing in public that was such a turn on.  Maybe because it meant I was a lock for getting some tonight.  I stared at her perfect little breasts that fit her size before she tucked them back away.  “I know you were going to buy me that shot anyway, so that was to show my appreciation.”

The night continued with several rounds of shots and my sister nuzzling up to Van.  He was an asshole.  Why was my sister liking on him.  And then it slipped.  “You’re an asshole.”  I said to him.

He laughed.  “That is beyond uncool, dude.”

Oh god, he still used that phrase, beyond uncool.  If there was a defining thing about Van in high school it was that damn phrase, beyond uncool.

I don’t know why I said that.  I didn’t care, my sister was an adult, she could be with whomever she wanted.  I was drunk, I thought calling him an asshole would be funny.  “You left us dude, for some chick you didn’t even know.”  I thought that was a nice recovery.  Plus it sounded very light-hearted coming from my drunk spoken mouth.

Van joked, “She had a sister.  You were always invited.”

“I have my own sister!”  Yep I was drunk.

Again the table laughed.  Joy reached over under the table and began to pet my cock.  This was going to be a good night.  Maybe Van wasn’t an asshole.

My sister spoke up as she felt the night winding down.  “What are we going to do now?”

Van answered, “I have a hotel room for all of us across the street.”  Van winked at me indicating success.

So that was it.  Club Desire was in the past.  Van and my sister burst through the hotel room door lip locked.  Van was practically carrying Amy to the bed.  Joy and I were a bit more subdued.  We walked in, and she led me taking my hand.

When I saw the inside of the hotel room, I again shifted my position back to Van was an asshole.  This room was a single fucking room.  One small ass bed with cheap sheets.  What the hell were we going to do?

I knew what Van and Amy were doing.  Van was sitting on the bed and my sister was sitting on him with her legs wrapped around him.  Their open mouths attacked each other as Van’s hand was fondling her tits over her dress.  Speaking of her dress, that had ridden all the way up with her smooth fading tan legs firmly gripped around his waist.  Her shoes were already off and on the ground.  Her bare feet were just the first step of getting her naked.

Joy helped me along by pulling off my shirt and kissing me.  She sat me down on the bed and stayed a top of me.  I guess this was happening in this piece of shit room after all.  It didn’t seem to bother anyone else but me.  We were all toasted.  I was having trouble getting in the mood.  I needed to lighten up.  I was about to get laid.  Joy was working on my pants button now.

I looked over at Van and my sister.  Van had pulled down the straps to my sister’s dress and exposed my sister’s breasts.  They were much bigger than I had thought the were, that’s for sure.  It’s amazing that I grew up with her, but I’d say the last time I saw her naked was when she was twelve.  It was almost as if her clothes had suppressed the boob’s largeness.  She was a skinny girl that only stood about 5’5.  Those were huge for her.

Alright, my dick started to grow a little bit.  Enough with my sister.  Time to get it on with this little blond hottie.  As she pulled my pants off my legs I reached under her blue dress and touched her tiny pussy.  She was not wearing any panties and my finger immediately went to her slit.  Not yet wet enough to sink my finger into it, I ran it up and down her pussy pushing hard on the clit.

“Oh.” She got out lightly.

I didn’t feel any pubes, just soft delicate skin.  My dick was only about halfway there.  Damn alcohol.  It get’s things moving, but causes problems at times.  As I sank my finger down between her pussy lips and moved it up and down, I could feel she was having the same problem.  So I picked Joy up, spun her around so she was sitting on the bed and spread her legs.

In doing so I saw that Van and Amy were completely naked.  Joy and I were on the top half of the bed, and Van and Amy were on the bottom half, and we were on opposite sides.  Van was fully erect with his very long, and I mean very long penis, although it wasn’t a girthy as mine… why the fuck was I comparing cocks?  Anyway Van was between my sisters legs.  Her light blue panties hung from her left ankle.  Van slid his cock into my sister and he sunk deep into her.  She took all of it with a loud moan.  He pulled back and thrusted again.  Another moan, and their pace picked up.  Her large breasts, flattened out from laying on her back began to bounce up and down.  Her nipples, were dark and hard catching eye.  My sisters delicate shiny hair lay spread out above her and she held her thighs up as Van pounded her.

I dove into Joy’s pussy being slightly turned on by the two fucking next to me.  I wanted to do that to Joy.  Her pussy lips spread easily and felt very fragile and delicate against my tongue.  This allowed for easy access to her little pussy hole and clit.  My tongue dipped inside her looking to taste her juices, I explored upward and started licking her clit.  I could here her moan, but still the only wetness down there was my own salvia.  I was becoming frustrated and pulled my mouth as close as I could to her pussy, my teeth rested on her clit as I sank my tongue into her as far as I could go.  I even sank my nose into pussy slit rubbing it up and down trying to get something going.  I wrapped my arms around her smooth skinny thighs as they rested on my shoulders and pulled her closer to me.  I then tried running my hands to her tight ass and gripping that.  Still, she wasn’t getting wet and I wasn’t getting hard.  Damn alcohol.

I came up for air… that’s the wrong phrase to use, but yet it’s true.  She looked at me pleased, and with a devilish grin she got up, pull off my boxers and sat me down on the bed.  Not completely limp, Joy smiled and took my cock in her hand.

I looked over at my sister who was now riding Van.  She was leaned forward resting her hands on his chest as she moved up and down on him.  Her eyes were closed and she was biting her lower lip in obvious pleasure.  On top of him, I now got full view of her breasts hanging in their natural position.  There size still amazed me.  Her small frame, it just didn’t seem right to have what I would say were D cups.  And they were perfect, they hung there slightly swaying, perfectly round.  Usually breasts were not as perky with a size and frame like that.  It must have been because she was in shape.  I could see her ab muscles working as she worked Van’s dick.  My sister was a really hot girl.  She was a knockout.

Joy took my cock at half mast in her mouth and worked it up and down using her hand as help.  My sister groaned and I looked over again.  She leaned back, brushing her hair back with one of her hands before placing both her arms behind her giving her better leverage to fuck him.  This position really exposed her to me.  I got a full view of her bare pussy stuffed with a dick in it.  The front of her pussy just sticking out enough for me to see her clit.  She really began to work it too.  Her moans began to get louder.  She was bouncing up and down on him quite hard letting his shaft slip all the way in her and out of her with each thrust.  I could see the head of Van’s dick each time she came up before she abruptly slammed down on him.  Her breasts bounced up and down in glory.  Even her hair now slightly frayed from this work out yet still appeared so delicate bounced up and down with her movements.  She screamed out in pleasure with her eyes shuts.

I was hard now, and it wasn’t anything spectacular and I couldn’t tell you if it was because of Joy’s warm mouth or the hot scene next to me.  I laid back and let Joy do her thing.

Without warning Van turned into the aggressor and spun Amy around on all fours on the bed right above me.  He began to pound her from behind.  I could hear her moans and her soft hair hitting my hair right above my head.

I should have sat back up.

Van rammed hard into her almost knocking her over.  Amy had to re-adjust her position and in doing so her face was now over mine.  He blond hair which had been an obsession of mine since the fucking began now dangled in my face.  She opened her eyes and looked at me as she screamed with every thrust.

Another hard thrust and she was rammed further down.  Van didn’t stop.  He pounded harder.  Amy about toppled over onto me, but recomposed herself.  Her hair now tickled my stomach as her arms stiffened beside me supporting her and her wonderful breasts were right there.  With each thrust they swayed back and forth.  Their weight hitting my face.  Feeling the softness of them with my skin and feeling one of the nipples touch my lips I reached that glorious erection I had wanted.  Joy still sucking my cock moved faster up and down my shaft.  My sister screamed louder.  Van grunted.  Oh god orgasms were close.  Then it happened my sister belted out and collapsed with pleasure, breasts resting on my face, her lips and hair on my chest.  I came, without warning too, right into Joy’s mouth.  I was lost in ecstasy.  I know Van finished himself, but I don’t know when.  I think it all happened at once.  The only one not to orgasm was poor joy.  Amy laid very close to my oozing cock.

Van was laughing.  “That’s your sister dude!”  He was actually laughing uncontrollably.

My sister rolled off of me and went to the bathroom.  I sat up.

Joy smiled at me.  “I am good.”  She must have swallowed.

I smiled back, “I’ll get you some water.”

I got up, and without collecting my clothes I went to get Joy some water.  Of course this wasn’t a fine enough establishment that the sink was on the exterior of the bathroom.  So I walked in, still drunk, completely satisfied and nude.  My sister was in there starting to test the water for a shower naked herself.

“Hey sorry, just need to get some water.”

She smiled, “It’s fine.  I guess you could say you’ve seen worse of me.”

“Yeeeah, sorry about that.  I thought Van would have had a bigger room.”

“You know what?  I am the one that needs to apologize.  I think we were the rude ones.”

I shrugged, “Whatever, no harm from it.”

“I think if I were sober, I’d be pissed, but whatever.  I’m okay with having you see me get down and dirty.  We’re adults.”

“Agreed.”

My sister hopped in the shower and pulled the curtain closed.  I did catch a glimpse of her nice little ass though.  Did I just say that?  Damn alcohol.  I took a piss as quietly as a could so Amy wouldn’t hear.  Grabbed a cup and filled it with water.  I opened the door to leave and caught Van and Joy fucking missionary style on the bed.

I stayed in the bathroom and closed the door.  “What an asshole!”

“What?”  Amy asked peeking out of the shower.

“Van is fucking Joy.”

“What!?!?”  Amy got out of the shower, her body glistening wet along with her hair.  She peeked outside and saw for herself.  She closed the door after she saw.  “You’re friend is an asshole!”

“That’s beyond uncool.  So beyond uncool!”

“I figured, it was just a hook up, but damn, that’s just wrong.  At least wait until I leave.”  My sister was strong, she was hurt by Van I’m sure, but she was cool about.  “Well it looks like you won’t be getting any pussy tonight.”

“You know as my sister.  That just doesn’t sound right.”

“Deal with it.” She told me.  “I will admit, you have to admire his ability to go again.”  She said and got back in the shower which she left running.

I didn’t know what to do.  I couldn’t go out there.  “I guess I’ll just hang out in here.”

“Just as long as you don’t take a crap.  I heard you flush once already.”

I smiled at my sister’s joke and her ability to joke.  She didn’t appear to be upset that the man she came here with and just fucked was having sex with another girl minutes after doing her.  Then again I wasn’t all that upset about Joy fucking Van.  Hell, apparently he was able to get her wet.

“Hey.”  My sister was peeking out again.  I looked at her.  “Your friend and his cheap hotel.”

“What about it?”

“We’re running low on hot water.  Did you want to take a shower?

I thought about it.  I was pretty nasty from clubbin’.  It was probably a good idea.  “Yeah I guess.”

“Alright, because I’m drunk, and we’ve already seen what we’ve seen.  I’m going to ask you, because I’m nice, to get in here because I’m considerate and want you to have some hot water.”

“Are you going to get out?”

“When I’m done.”

“I can wait.”

“You want to take a cold shower?”  Amy reiterated.

“No.”

“Then get it here.  Don’t worry I’m almost done, and I’ve already washed all my naughty parts so don’t worry.”  I walked up to the shower and pulled back the curtain.  “Besides,” she said.  “You just got a BJ, I’m not worried about you getting turned on by this.”

I stepped in and felt the barely warm water hit my chest.  My sister was sudded up.  “I don’t know, Van’s going again.”

My sister joked back, “Well if you feel the need to go again by all means grab the soap and tell me to step out.”

I closed the shower curtain and watched the water rinse off my sister’s body.  Water ran off her rounded nose and just kept going from there.  Her breasts were even more heavenly wet.  I caught myself trying to get a glance at her pussy.

“You can scrub my back while you’re back there.”  She told me and turned around exposing her back.

I did so using the washcloth.  I wasn’t going to lie.  It was a turn on, and I found myself washing her ass too.  She did not object, but I did not linger down there either.  Although it did cause I little perk in my penis.  Half mast again.

I finished scrubbing her and turned my attention to my own body.  She spun around to rinse of her back and in doing her ass cheek all soaped up rubbed up against my half hard on.  The soft sudsy skin my cock felt was sensational.  I dropped the soap.  So typical, I know.

“Nice one.”  I could see the cooling water had hardened her nipples.  Maybe more so than before, or maybe just because I was so close to them that they seemed to stand out more.  My sister spun around again and bent over to pick up the soap.  Her wet pussy and my half hard cock touched.  I saw her little asshole.  She grabbed the soap and quickly stood up.  “We are not going to mention that!”  She got out of the shower slightly embarrassed.

After I finished, I turned off the water and stepped out.  My sister was still in there with a towel wrapped around her.  I dried myself off.

“Do you think you be a good little brother and get my clothes for me?”

I looked at her half dried hair, my cock still half erect.  “Of course.”

Now I shit you not.  I went out there and Van and Joy were out fucking cold in the nude on the bed in each other’s arms.  The bed comforter was on the ground, but our clothes were underneath the two as they slept.  How the fuck did that happen?  I got my answer when I saw Van’s new shirt tied around one of Joy’s legs and her dress around her wrist.  Those sick fucks!  What an asshole!  So beyond uncool.  I tried to wake them up with no success.

I returned to the bathroom.  “Bad news.  They’re sleeping on our clothes.”

“Shut up.”

“I’m serious.  I tried to wake them up.  I tried to get the clothes, but I couldn’t”

“Can you at least get my panties?”

“I tried Amy.  There’s something else… There’s… you know on them.”

She became disgusted.  “Oh god!”  Amy recomposed herself.  “What are we going to do?  I can sleep on the ground, but not naked in some nasty hotel.”

“There’s the comforter.”

So with no other choice and ready to pass out Amy and I laid on the ground next to the bed in the comforter naked with our backs touching and fell into a druken sleep.

I awoke to find myself spooning Amy.  Do not ask me how this occurred, last I remember we were back-to-back and had an agreement to stay that way.  Now her back rested tightly against my chest.  My hand cupped her large breast.  Oh man were they heavy and nice.  I felt the hard nipple between my fingers and her hand was gripped over my hand.  I could see goose bumps on her arm as the comforter had ridden down a little.  Probably when I rolled over.  Did I roll over on my own, or did she ask me too?  She does have her arms wrapped around my arm.  It was quite effective in keeping us warm in this cold ass hotel.

There was a problem though.  Being five in the morning and all, I had some fantastic morning wood.  It was the biggest boner I had ever had, and it was resting between Amy’s ass cheeks.  I laid there trying to make it go away but I couldn’t.  It only made it stronger.  I couldn’t take it anymore.  It was beginning to bother me, hurt even.  I needed release.  It happens every now and then, and usually I’d just roll over and take care of things, but this was a unique situation.  Luckily there was some room to manoeuvre.  Amy had her legs tucked up and the soles of her feet resting on my legs.  I moved my cock down away from her ass and into the free space below.  Of course being hard my dick arched upward and rested against her pussy, and yes I noticed, it was warm.

Please go away, I thought to myself.  I was pretty much begging my dick to go soft.  What would happen if she woke up.  After 15 minutes it was still saluting, and just laying there wasn’t going to help, so I did what came naturally to me as a human being and what my penis wanted.  I moved my hips back and forth and started rubbing my penis along Amy’s pussy as she slept.  Obviously I didn’t want to cum, but maybe a little sexual stimulus might settle me.

I rubbed it against her lightly at first, and then when she didn’t wake or even move, I got a little more aggressive.  My strokes were longer and I pushed it up a bit more to get a better feel of her pussy.  And in doing so, Amy began to get wet as she slept.

She sighed happily, you could tell, and of course I froze and just stayed still.  She pulled my arm closer to her began to wake.  Watching her, I saw her open her eyes.  “Jay?”

“Yeah?”

“You have a boner.”  She whispered.

“I’m aware.”  I said quietly so not to wake the other two.

“Can you do something about it?”

“I think you worded that wrong.  I don’t really think you want me to do anything about it.”  I joked.

“Make it go away.”

“That is something I am trying to do, but sometimes it’s something I can’t control.”

“I’m well aware of morning wood Jay.  I just need you to put it away.”

At this moment I noticed that she hadn’t pulled away from me at all, or even question why we were in this position.  Apparently she was the one that wanted me to roll over.  Her nipples were still hard and she made no effort to remove my hand from her breast or move her body so my dick wasn’t being soaked by her juices.

We lay there both awake for five minutes.  Not wanting to move for probably several reasons, the most normal sounding reason was because it was fucking cold.

This boner wasn’t going away.  I gave a little hip movement, just because I’m a dumb ass.  What the fuck was I thinking?  My cock shifted maybe a half centimeter and then settled back into its resting spot along her slit.  Barely noticeable, but noticeable.  With no protest, I did it again.  Amy bit her lip and closed her eyes.  That’s enough Jay, stop being a sick asshole, I told myself.

30 more seconds went by.  Amy grunted.  She spun herself around as best she could, in an effort that I thought was her trying to get up, but instead she pushed me on my back and crawled on top of me.  She spread her legs and settled into a comfortable position on top of me.  She reached down and grabbed my very hard penis.  The touch alone almost made me cum.  It was too surreal for me to do anything.  I didn’t even say anything.  I let her do everything.  She set it up and held my dick by her pussy and slid down on it.  Her pussy oozed her juices onto our groin areas and my dick easily slid inside her.  Our crotches were soaked pressed against each other.  The moisture and friction we made more than enough lube.  She came up off me and thrust down again, this time settling down at the base of my cock being filling in her.

She gave a few more thrust with her body pressed against mine.  She breathed very deeply and then orgasmed.  I felt her pussy muscles clamp down on my dick, and then was time for me too.  I pulled out and my dick got sandwiched between out two bodies and I squirted between our mashed together stomachs.

We then fell asleep.  Amy on top of me.  No words were spoken.

I awoke to hearing the shower run and Van getting dressed.

“Bro that was some awesome night.”  He said.

“Where is everybody?”

“Your hot ass sis is in the shower.  Joy left.”

“I can’t believe you fucked her.”

“Yeah I feel a bit bad, but come on, I’m the one with the broken heart.  We’ll go out and I’ll get you two girls.  I promise.  Besides you didn’t appear that into her.”

“Whatever.  I didn’t really care.”

“That’s what I thought.”

“How’d you go again so quickly though.”

Van smirked at his own slyness.  “I totally faked it with you sister.  Not that I had too, I could’ve busted on nut easily on her, but when I saw Joy’s face when you were eating her out, I knew I had to have it.”

“That’s beyond uncool dude.”

“Don’t use my term.”  Van stated.

I sat up keeping my waist covered, Van had no idea what Amy and I had done, so in a way it was almost fair.  He fucked my girl and I fucked his.  “You could have sprung for a better hotel room you know.”

“I couldn’t afford it!”  He protested.

“What about all that money you won?”

“Dude, I bought new clothes, the cab ride to the club, the cover, the drinks, the VIP entrance, and the hooker.  I didn’t have the money for the better room.”

“What?  What hooker?”

“Joy dumbshit.”

“Oh you gotta be shittin’ me.”

“Yeah high class hooker at that.  Thank god you only got a BJ from her.”

I couldn’t believe this dude, a guy I called a friend.  “You are an asshole.”  Because of him, I fucked my sister.  Although, it was hot, and for some fucking reason I had a strong desire to do it again.  I was very satisfied, but I wanted to be the one she rode on top of and made those breasts bounce.  I wanted to make her moan and collapse from fucking her from behind.  I needed to show her I was more than just a few seconds.  My lust is Van’s fault, and that is beyond uncool.

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Hope you enjoyed it, it was my first story.  I wanted to be as realistic as possible in this fantasy world.  Hope it was to everyone’s liking.