Marissa & Nev Pt. 01
“Huh?” Nev unsure if she meant her kissing me, my sister’s offer to do… Something to my dick, or all of this. “Oh… Yeah, it’s okay.”
Both of them nodded, in relief. Nev sort of straining in my direction while Marissa licked her lips, looked at my dick before moving her hand up and down it. I hoped that she had more experience than Nev to know rubbing me like this wouldn’t work. Her hand, my cock, or both would be rub burned way before I got off that way, through my clothes. But after three or four ups and downs, she went down to just fingertips that traced up my fly, where she had moved my cock under, then took hold of the zipper. The tick of the teeth made Nev twitch, watching in nervous anticipation. I was glad because there was no way I’d be able to concentrate on even her lips, while somebody else… While my sister was fishing my dick out.
It was so cute. Marissa was so cute. The zipper undone she tried to get my dick out but all that was there was the thin dark blue of my boxer-briefs. Even if I’d gone commando though she wouldn’t have gotten me out. I was so fucking incredibly hard that there just wasn’t enough fly for it. Her quirky mouth worked, mumbling a few things silently to herself, while she shifted her hand left and right as if it was an angle problem that she could figure out. Finally noticing us, she gave us her cutest bashful smile, cheeks going red.
“Gotta get the button undone too.” Hovering between silly me I should have known that and I’ve done this before, I swear in her tone.
“Yeah,” Nev whispered softly, then checked with me but I guess the fact that I wasn’t shaking my head or rolling my eyes was answer enough.
“Huh… Maybe gotta… Go all the way off.” Because popping the button really didn’t solve the math problem of levering my dick out.
Nev just squeaked at that, reaching down to take hold of my shirt and lift it up a little over my belly button. My first instinct was to curse myself for not having washboard abs. My second was to try and suck in my stomach. Not that I had a big gut or anything but… I wasn’t six packing or even flat stomaching. But neither of them minded, in fact both of them enjoyed the sight enough to lose like five seconds. Before Marissa shook her head and started working my dark blue jeans down.
My head swam at this. They did have one other roommate who could come in right now. Layla, who was not only Nev’s friend but the sister of one of my best friends. Last I heard she was at work. But this seemed like something unexplainable, me without my pants with my sister in the room. If she could somehow get away so whatever she was gonna do wasn’t obvious. I was freaking out a little but that didn’t stop me from unconsciously lifting up and letting her take off my jeans, shaking her head as she continually tracked how their presence would hinder her in some way. Nodding when they were all the way off my legs. But then giving my socks a disapproving frown she took those off as well, happier when they were gone. She finally could put her attention on my underwear.
“I got you covered Nevy, no worries.” She said to her friend, who nodded and whimpered a reply that was mostly unintelligible.
She tried again but got nothing better. Coming up from my side where she had lay since my sister had pushed her, wanting a better view! Without checking Marissa rose up a little more too, as she gripped my underwear at the bottom, away from blocking anybody’s view. Off they slid, thanks to me ever so slightly lifting, my cock coming out from under the waistband and into sight of two women who I was pretty sure had never seen one in real life before. My sister sucked on her bottom lip and stared hard at my hardness, her brown eyes so big and bright. My erection climbed into the air, I was so turned on by this turn of events. My sister’s roommate cringing back slightly as if my cock would start blasting cum everywhere.
“Oh damn Foss.” Hurriedly dragging off the blue things and tossing them away, then crawling back to full on kneel between my legs. Running her soft hands up my leg until she took hold of my aching hard-on in both hands. “Oh god damn Foss! This thing is like steel wrapped in… Oh damn!”
“Is it bigger than Eli’s?” Nev whispered, dropping quieter still on the name. Not quite giving me a look, trying to indicate to my sister that she was being quiet so I wouldn’t hear. As if.
“Eli?” I would have asked but Marissa was there first.
“Eli Sattler? Elijah? Your ex… Ex-boyfriend.” My sister’s eyes darted to me, but away as soon as she saw I had made the connection. Ellie Sattler was a character from Jurassic Park, one of my sister and my favorite movies. The red cheeks and near miserable expression said my sister had gender bent the character’s name to be a made up boyfriend. “Isn’t that…”
“Oh yes and… Yes my damn brother is… Bigger.” Hoping, maybe expecting me not to say something because I was her brother. At least not to say something in front of her friend.
“Bigger? How much bigger?” Still in that whisper, still as if I had no chance of hearing.
“Double.” Marissa just plucking the answer out of the air, wanting to avoid specific numbers I thought.
“Wow!”
“Yeah.”
“Are you going to… Stroke it? Suck it? Or… Put it in your vagina?”
“Suck it.” My sister answered and felt the blood surge to my dick, her general lack of experience didn’t stop her from understanding that, she smirked as she felt how much that turned me on.
“Okay.” Nev answered sweetly, again no trace of jealousy or disgust, just trusting her friend and knowing (wrongly) she knew better.
“Kiss him. That’s why I’m doing this. You’ve got to distract him because if he sees me do it, he’s just gonna want me to do it over and over again.” Nev nodded to Marissa’s explanation, either believing it because Marissa reportedly had more experience, or just based on what she’d heard of guys.
And so Nev turned to me, giving me a beautifully bashful smile, pushing some of her blonde hair behind one ear. I wished I was bossier or braver or better looking. I might have told her to go down there with my sister and have them both suck me off. If only because I didn’t want to miss getting a BJ from anybody, damning or not… That very much included my own sister. But instead I reached up, cupping Nev’s cheek and guiding her back to my lips. We were both very distracted for a few moments, thinking about what was going to happen between my legs. Just as the kiss started to heat up, with my sister barely even moving her hands up and down my length, Marissa took me in.
“Ohhfff!” I hissed into Nev’s mouth, rocking up at my sister.
“Keep kissing him! I got this Nevy!” I felt Nev press against me more, my sister must have pushed her atop me in some way.
I gave in, telling myself this was the better option. I wouldn’t see my own older sister sucking me off with the same lips she’d used to call me Fossy, Funklehead, or Foster-Kid. They didn’t envelope very much of me, not much more than the swollen cap but it still felt so incredible. Warm and wet and hungry, for sure that latter. Her mouth closed on tight, pulling hard as she drew upward. Those familiar lips sent my closed eyes rolling up, even though Nev was half atop me, her large breasts resting on my chest, her sweet mouth on mine, I easily imagined Marissa down there. Easily saw her looking up at me as she ran her tongue over the head of my penis, licking the pre-cum I had no doubt was leaking out of me like mad. The same tongue that she still, even today, stuck out at me when she got one over on me or I said something sarcastic to her that she didn’t have a great answer too. It thrilled me by licking from my balls up the underside of my shaft and to the tip. I pulled Nev in a tight embrace, tried my best to kiss her like I wasn’t getting a pretty damn good BJ from a gal who I didn’t think had ever given one before.
“Foster! Yes! My… That makes my body burn !” Nev let out after I found my way to her neck, she’d turned to look down, exposing it and I’d gone in without hesitation. This woman didn’t taste or smell like home, like Marissa. “My entire… Oh gosh! Oh Foster!” She was the coolness of shade, the warmth of vanilla, and a hint of… Books! This was easier than her lips, easier to suck, lick, and kiss while my sister’s mouth bobbed up and down on my cock. “Mari, thank you! I can’t… I couldn’t… This is next level!”
“Yeah, I told you.” A bit of ‘Aww that’s so cute!’ and a good amount of amusement to my sister’s voice, to be fair there was almost always a bit of amusement, in my mind’s eye I could see her smirking at her friend as she rubbed my swollen member at her chin and lips.
“Yeah, gosh, yeah! You told me! Yes, you did. Yes!” The nerdy curvy gal was trembling, barely managed to squirm up a little higher on me, to feed me her shoulder. “He wants me Mari! Me! I can feel it in his mouth and tongue and how he’s clinging to me and touching me.” I was doing more than just holding her. My hand had found its way up her purple hooded sweater and against her bare flesh, the other was along her other shoulder. Some part of me pondering if I could reach in and unsnap her bra, somehow magic it away. “I want… To give him…”
“Not yet!” My sister hissed as her friend had… Well it wasn’t climb, it was more like float and slip more fully atop me. “Give him it all too fast and… You won’t like yourself.”
“Yes! Mom always says the… You’re right.” Nev tossed her head to get me to stop, but nicely, looking so cute doing it I almost didn’t mind. “Sorry! Foster. We… If you want it… Me… You have to date me.”
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