"Hey, Shannon and her roommate are coming down this weekend, and I need a wingman. I want to fuck Amber, and I can't do that with my sister around. You need to keep her busy," Scott told his roommate Jason. The last weekend in April on campus was epic, known across the country for its party weekend.
"Maybe I want Amber, and you can have Shannon. You guys are twins, so you can go fuck yourself," Jason replied.
"C'mon, dude, you can fuck her if that helps. I won't stop you this time. She's always liked you anyway and maybe she'll give it up THIS time. "
"Why wouldn't she let me fuck her on graduation night, then? All I got was sticky fingers and blue balls."
Scott hated it when Jason brought up how he caught Jason fingering his twin sister Shannon on their graduation night nearly 4 years before. The fact is, Shannon did like Jason. The dirty little secret was that Jason really liked Shannon, too.
"Okay, stop. I should have let you try to fuck her. Then she would have slammed her legs together and then you would have moved on," Scott said. Maybe he knew a little more than Jason thought he did. Maybe it wasn't such a secret.
"If I fuck her in the ass, can I have a crack at yours, too, to compare? You are twins, y'know."
"Shut up you sick fucker. Just keep her busy. If you magically score, just keep it down. If I sleep with Amber, I will owe you", he said.
Roommates in college and best friends since Kindergarten, they always talked to each other this way. If the roles were reversed, Scott would do whatever to help Jason score. And if Jason did nail his sister...who knows? He could do a lot worse for a brother-in-law.
When Friday rolled around, Scott noticed Jason's room was picked up and neat. He had also shaved and looked presentable. He seemed to be real excited, but tried not to look desperate.
When the women showed up, they talked about plans, where they would go out and drink, and had an air mattress and blankets out. Both guys hoped it would not be necessary to set up the air mattress though.
"Alpha Delta Lambda is having a big kegger, but Fuzzy's is having a band. $10 cover, but the band is good," Jason said.
"Whatever," Shannon said. "Where's the best place to find guys?"
"Right here", Scott replied. Amber giggled, and Shannon rolled her eyes.
"Let's go to the kegger, and then we can see the band later. A few other parties have bands, too, just none as good as Strung Up. Their guitarists are excellent," Jason offered.
"Shall we?" Scott said as Amber took his offered arm. Jason then looked at Shannon and offered his hand, but she quickly looked away, pretending not to see it.
Jason thought to himself, "Great. Cockblocked. That fucker owes me."
They made it into the kegger. It was crowded, hot, and even though the beer was free, it was Milwaukee's Best. There were supposed to be laws against false advertising, yet The Beast had never had to change its name.
Scott and Amber disappeared, leaving Jason and Shannon alone, surrounded by 200 people. Jason got them each a beer, and they stayed off to the side, just observing drunk dancers while choking down crappy beer. It didn't take long before fish started biting.
"Hey, baby. I see the stars in your eyes and me in your pants..." some drunk guy said.
"Wow, really? I see you in my pants, too," Shannon replied.
"Really?!" Drunk Guy seemed surprised that worked.
"Yeah, every time I shit them! Beat it, Asshole!" She said, crushing his dreams.
He turned to Jason, "Maybe you should tell that bitch to be polite."
Jason replied in a low tone, leaning into the drunk's personal space, "Maybe you should be a little more polite yourself. Next time, she may kick you in the balls. Yes, her aim is THAT good."
About two more bad pickup lines and they decided to check out the band.
"Do we need to tell Scott and Amber?" Shannon asked. She was torn between the safety of her brother as a chaperone, and the freedom of him not being there. And remembering the excitement of graduation 4 years before.
"Honestly, he wants me to keep you away from the two of them. If he has his way..."
"You will be the wingman, allowing him to defile my roommate. And what do you get out of the deal?" she asked.
"He said something about fucking him in the ass," Jason joked.
"You guys are so sick. And juvenile." But she laughed. "Maybe we can find something better. So, where is that band playing?"
They played it wrong. The bar was packed and sold out. They should have gone to the bar first. Or maybe, this would work out to their benefit...
They walked around for a little bit, but not stopping at any other parties. They held hands, and late April evenings in the Midwest could be cold, warm, or somewhere in between. It had been 75 degrees at 4pm, now was passing 60 on the downward slide. Jason pulled Shannon closer to him to keep her warm. They talked about nothing, and everything.
"We have beer and other stuff at the apartment. Wanna go back?" Jason asked.
"Sure. If that's what you want. I mean, I hate to have you miss the big party weekend though. It's not fair that you miss the party so my brother can get lucky."
"Who says he's the lucky one," Jason replied. He stopped, turned to face Shannon, and took a deep breath...
And went for it. Neither one was drunk, so they couldn't blame that later. Jason pulled Shannon in, planting a kiss on her. Then he pulled back.
And she pulled him back in. And gave him tongue.
"Take me back. Lock them out so he can't stop us this time. Finish what you started 4 years ago," she told him.
"I have wanted you since then," he told her in reply.
"Then have me. I'm all yours"
They raced back to the apartment and locked the deadbolt. As soon as they had that locked, they started ripping each other's clothes off. He found firm, C-cup breasts and a neatly trimmed pussy. She found a thick cock that was at least 8 inches long.
"Holy shit! How are you going to get that in me?!" She gasped in excitement, a little fear, and plenty of desire.
"Lay down and I will get you ready," he told her. He gently put one, then two fingers inside her.
"Mmmm, makes me think about graduation night," she said.
"But I didn't get to do this," he said, and dove in her wet pussy with his tongue.
"OOH GOD!" She screamed, as her entire body went rigid. He lapped at her puffy lips as she soaked his face. "Aaaghhhh! Oh god, oh god, don't stop!"
She came, her body convulsed, and her knee smacked Jason. "Okay, okay, stop! Too sensitive!" She got the words out between panting breaths.
He came up for air, hard as a rock, and she said, "My turn to please you. Lay on your back."
Jason lay down on his back and placed his hands behind his head in anticipation of what was to come. Shannon got up on all fours, head facing his feet so her pussy was pointed toward his head, off to the left side. She ran her fingers through his pubic hair, stroked his cock, then balls, then gripped his cock again, flipped her long brown hair off to the side, and went down on his cock with her mouth, then started bobbing her head, slurping on his thick manhood. She almost came from the excitement.
After a couple minutes of enjoying the sensation, Jason reached out and cupped Shannon's ass and stuck his thumb in her pussy and started thrusting. It made a squishing sound and her cum from his eating her out moments ago and now his penetrating her tunnel was running down his hand.
He switched and rubbed her pussy with his index finger, making it wet, and then switched back. With his thumb back in her pussy, he poked his wet index finger in her brown star, making her moan. "Oh, I want to swallow your cum, but I need to be fucked by this huge dick! Will you do that, Jason?"
"You would rather have my cock than my thumb?" Jason teased.
"God yes! But be gentle, I've never had anything this big in me before," she said, still panting while enjoying his hand penetrating her two most sensitive and private spots.
"How do you want me?" He asked.
"Sit in the chair and I will sit down on you so I can control how fast and deep," she said. "Then we will go from there."
"Want me to put a rubber on?" Jason asked.
"Oh hell no, I want skin on skin and to be full of your cum when we finish," she said, almost a beg.