“Because she’ll be so pissed I set you up with Nev instead of her, she’s been asking for ages.” That did and didn’t surprise me, Layla had been Marissa’s one and only long term friend. (But it was very on again and off again. They didn’t get in fights or anything, that I knew of, they just drifted apart and drifted back together.) Layla was nowhere near as pretty or dateable as Nev, she had her charms but there wasn’t even a hint of anger or annoyance from me that Marissa had ‘kept us apart’ because I’d never really wanted to get together with Layla. Once we were in the car my sister gave me a frown, “That’s okay? Right? I didn’t think you two were long term prospects.”
“I understand,” I might have said something about it being her friend and me being her brother but that would be dumb. “Plus Mick.”
“Huh? Oh yeah! You’re like BFFs with her brother.” I rolled my eyes as I backed out, glanced at her when she asked in a conspiratorial manner. “He never told you anything about her?”
“No, like what?”
“Her crush on you?”
“No, we never really talk about her…” I frowned as I got on the road. “Like at all.”
“Weird huh?” I opened and closed my mouth, then shrugged, maybe it was and maybe it wasn’t.
“What?” Because she was smirking.
“Nothing.”
“It’s something.”
“It’s something,” She agreed but in a tone that said she was too happy having the secret to tell me anytime soon, best way to learn it was to drop it.
“Thanks for hooking me up with Nev.” It was the first thing I could think of to say, she frowned for a second because I didn’t beg and plead for the secret, but was easily distracted.
“You better be good to her. And of course, she’s like… the only girl I know that deserves you.” That was sweet. But of course Marissa had to follow up sweet with sarcastic. “But you should have said thanks for the blow-job.”
I almost did but this was Marissa, my big sister, honestly… Saying thanks like that, earnestly, out of the moment, just wasn’t her. It wasn’t us . “You should say thanks to me, I’ve never seen you so happy as you were when you were covered in my cum.”
“I wasn’t..! That was… If I didn’t… Nevy might have…” Mouth opening and closing, eyes darting around as she searched her mental database for some kind of excuse. Finally just sagging and saying, “Don’t judge me.”
“I barely could tell it was your first one,” I didn’t say that to tease, didn’t say it in a tone to tease, but she still went fully rigid.
“N…” Clearly going to deny, then sighing out her nose. “You… You could tell?”
“I could tell.”
“How? I did everything I remembered from porns. I thought I did a really good job.” Awkward but adorable as she tried to plant her fists on her wide hips and glare at me, while being buckled in and seated.
“You did do a damn good job! Like really damn good but… It wasn’t anything specific, lots of little things.” I doubt she heard anything but the first part.
“I did a damn good job? A damn good blow job?” Unable to help trying to be funny while clearly desperate for confirmation.
“Haha.” A little voice in my head raved for me to not say anything, I… We’d done something once and we could say that was an oops and move on with life, I knew that voice was right. It was rational and all that but I just couldn’t help myself. Marissa had been so happy with cum all over her pretty face (Yeah, she got bumped up to pretty too.) and as much or more than that, she had been SO eager to have a dick in her mouth. “Which is good considering you’re gonna be giving me a lot more of them.”
“Yeah, it would really suck for you if I blew at it. It would probably be a real head ache, huh?” I rolled my eyes, shook my head, looked around to make sure… I didn’t want our parents to be right behind us, or passing us (for some reason on this quiet road of Defluer) as I reached over taking my sister’s chin. For half a second she tried to twist away, purely on instinct, then my pointer finger was sliding sensually across her cheek to her lips. That stilled her. Made her ask, “What are you doing?”
“Your mouth is really bad at jokes but really good at cock sucking, that was your first and it was better than half the ones I’ve ever gotten.” Not that I exactly dated all pro-level ladies or gotten a lot (certainly not enough) BJs in my years.
“Really?” Quiet, cute, and eager all over again.
“Really,” She nodded in my cupped hand, I found her lips again, looking across at her. “Did it make you horny? Sucking my dick and getting a facial?”
“I… What..? That…” A couple more tries at excuses or denials but then silence, thirty seconds that felt like so much more in the relative silence of the car. “Yes, it did. It made Nevy horny too, I bet she’s masturbating right now, thinking of you.”
“Thinking of us.” Maybe, maybe not, that I would have caught the twitch at me saying that without holding her face and staring into those beautiful playful brown eyes. I for sure wouldn’t have seen the quick flicker of fire in them, because she would have turned her head away.
“I don’t know about that.” Instinctive answer.
“Mom and dad don’t expect us home for another hour,” Despite what she’d told Nevy, I had thought it was about the awkwardness of hanging out directly after what we’d done but apparently it was about Layla.
“Yes?” My sister’s tone saying that she hoped she knew what was coming, but didn’t dare to expect it.
“Grandma’s house is empty for another couple weeks.” She wasn’t due back from Florida just yet, where she went to avoid the snow and cold.
“You’re so romantic.” It sure as hell wasn’t romantic, she was right about that, I laughed.
“You want me to be romantic with you sis?” I teased right back.
“No!” She said too quickly, I felt a little bad, she didn’t deserve to be used but… I couldn’t date her! And I wasn’t just thinking about my own gratification, or… It wasn’t just me who would be coming. “It was a joke Fossy.”
“I’m gonna make you suck me again, but not until I come.” She was in for it right away, her bouncing nod slowing at the end of the sentence. “I’m gonna stop you. Kiss you some more, it’s been a while for me and I want to make sure I’m all practiced up for future Nev Make-Out sessions.” Really expecting her to say that I wasn’t even trying, that I just wanted to kiss her some more, because that was the truth of it. And my shitty reasoning was obviously shitty, but she nodded earnestly. Waiting for more, “And you’re gonna be my practice for making her come.”
“I am?”
“You want me to disappoint her?” As if she hadn’t been giddy for the prospect.
“No!” Shaking her head, looking like she wanted to start taking off clothes and getting to it right here to prove it.
“Then that’s the way it’s got to be.”
“Okay.”
“I know this isn’t romantic and I should probably not say it, but I never realized how absolutely adorable you are, how pretty those brown eyes of yours are, and certainly never thought your body was so amazing.” That did get her free of my cupped hand, as she turned up laughing in delight as she fell back against the door.
“My body is not amazing, you haven’t seen it.” Not like she was going to go down a pity party pout but like it was old news.
“What I saw down your shirt earlier looked really nice and… Marissa, a brother should not say this about his sister but you got about the hottest caboose I’ve ever seen.” Another laugh, this one while wiggling that caboose in the seat, as if she was trying to remap her mental awareness of it.
“Better than Nevy’s?” It was a wicked question, considering she was trying to hook me up with her friend. Forcing another laugh out, “You don’t have to answer that, I saw it all over your face. You better work on that Fossy.”
“Work on being a better liar?” I shook my head, taking the right turn that would take us to grandma’s instead of the left home.
Marissa struggled with wanting to fill the silence; make a joke, tease me some more, but was obviously too horny too. Too eager for what was going to happen when we reached the only empty (sans judgmental witnesses and not out in the pre-spring cold) place we both knew. Squirming over against the door and staring at me. I drove, I should have been just as squirmy and twice as nervous but I wasn’t.
“You’re hard again.” Finally finding something as we closed in on the brick house that had always been our grandmother’s and always would be as far as I was concerned, she didn’t have much of a voice to get louder than the tunes coming out the radio.
“Yeah, thinking about your mouth and…” Maybe I shouldn’t have pushed, but I pushed. “And how I’m gonna have you naked in less than two minutes.”
“Oh fuck!” Thrashing over there in a way that said she was ready to be taken and used.
“I can’t believe you promised your friend that you’d ‘take care of me’, you know you basically agreed to be mine, anytime I want it. Anything I want, whenever I want.” I was reaching, I was digging deep between the lines but a glance at Marissa said she wasn’t thinking to argue with me about my interpretation of what she’d told her friend. She was thinking about all the ways I was going to take advantage of her almost offhanded agreement to take care of me for Nev. “I don’t know how you didn’t see that on my face when you told Nev that. When you promised her that you’d be taking care of all my needs.” Marissa gasped, looked my way so slowly that I was in our grandma’s drive and stopped by the time she got to me. “I’ve got a lot of needs and… Having you… My sexy sister! It’s a dream come true.”
“Oh fuck!” She repeated only then noticing we’d arrived, in a dazed sort of way.
“You go first, I want to look at that ass.”
Her mouth opened, but she had no words, so it closed again and she nodded. My older always snarky sister was speechless. Barely here too, as she opened the door and then tried to get out with the buckle still on. Once she got that she forgot her purse and phone. Finally, looking back at me the entire time she walked towards grandma’s house. Maybe she was afraid I’d drive away? I gave her a few seconds, but she certainly wasn’t all the way to the house before I followed her out. It wasn’t until I locked the car doors that she came to herself. Giggling, covering her butt with both hands (not that her splayed small hands covered much at all of her big o’ booty) and running ahead to the door.
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