The first night
Tara and I had planned on meeting Kara and Brad at the beach house, Friday night late after everyone finished work and could make the drive over. When Tara and I got there, we saw Kara's Honda parked outside, not Brad's Subaru like usual. I didn't really think anything of it.
When we grabbed our backpacks and went in, Kara was on the couch watching TV. It was obvious she had been drinking for at least an hour. "Oh, its you." She says to Tara and I. Not sure who else it might be. "Fuck Brad, sonofabitch. Fuck." And she started crying.
Knowing my place, I grabbed the bag out of Tara's hands and went to the bedroom, while she sat down with her twin sister, on the couch. Turns out, Brad was dicking someone else, and Kara found out just before setting out for our couples beach weekend. Awkward, but I can't deny I immediately got a bit chubby thinking of banging Kara and Tara, expertly exacting her revenge on Brad that dumb motherfucker. But I knew, that ain't gonna happen. So I went to the kitchen, to grab a beer and see if I could give words of comfort to my girlfriends hot twin sister.
He's a cocksucker, I said. Not worth it. Bastard. How could he, just look at you, your hot. I said it all, grabbed another beer and went to the bedroom. Within an hour, Tara tucked her sister into bed and came to me to vent. She flopped, still dressed onto the bed after putting her beer on the end table.
"Fuck him. Why would he do that? I mean, she gave him everything and I mean, everything and he does this." She stood up and started taking off her clothes, very spiritedly.
"What do you mean?" I asked, unsure of what everything meant.
"OK, but please don't freak out." She said, looking pensive. Now in only her bra and panties, Tara sat down by me on the bed. Handed me my beer. "About three years ago, before we were dating and I was single, Kara and I gave Brad a birthday present." She looked up, scared. "Yeah, he got both of us, naked. I didn't fuck him, but I did suck his dick. We did it at the same time." She looked at me, one eyebrow raised appraising my reaction. And then finished, looking angry. "Plus, she gave him anal, alot."
I sat on the edge of the bed, stunned. "What the fuck?"
"Look, Brad was a good guy to her then. So, I know you're mad, but you weren't around and he is cute and has a nice big...anyway, it was kinda fun." She looked half nervous, half aggressive.
I stared, words pulsing in my ears. "I don't care about the fucking threesome." I said, indignant. "You never let me fuck your ass!" I said, hurt and shocked. And, thinking Kara was the hottest thing in the house at the time.
"Well, you never asked, did you?" She said, mockingly. Tara cocked her head at me, grin on her face.
"Yes I did!" Standing up, beer at risk of slopping out the bottle in my agitation. "Years ago, after we started dating."
Tara looked at me, like I was fucking special ed. "What is wrong with you? You brought it up, a month after we started sleeping together. And I said I was not interested."
"Exactly!' I said, point proven, beyond a shadow of a doubt. This is not fair.
"OK, John let me break this down for you. Real simple, since you seem stupid." She stuck her tongue out at me. "One month in, new guy, wants my ass, I say not interested. Two and a half years later, you have never brought it up again. I am not that into anal, babe. But, I love you and trust you. Answer might be different now." She took a swig of her beer, and switched her ass back and forth as she walked to the bathroom and shut the door.
I felt vertigo hit me, but dick vertigo. It was so hard, and proud the blood loss to my brain made my ears ring and the room spin. Was she saying...if I asked...her ass??? What seemed like an eternity later, Tara came out, naked and climbed into bed, fully under the covers. I don't think I had moved.
Despite her aspersions on my intelligence, I am not thick. "I really want to do anal with you." I looked at her, into her eyes as best I could, "Can I?" I drained my beer and took my leave, shaking my butt on the way to the bathroom. Not giving her the chance to answer. I stripped and jumped in the shower. I avoided my cock, until it calmed the fuck down, as I felt tragically close to blasting the lid off.
I came back out, the lights were dimmed and Tara was in bed, reading something. "So, cowboy. What do you want from me? I guess I am not totally clear what you desire." She was purposefully making this hard on me. She knows I have a hard time talking dirty, asking for specifics. She was loving this.
"OK." I said, getting SUPER horny. "I really want to put my hard cock in your butthole. Is that clear enough?" I felt alive. I felt breathless thinking about flipping Tara over and fucking her beautiful, tight ass. I imagined licking it, preparing it for the invasion. And I thought about her twin, passed out and jilted 40 feet away in the other bedroom.
"Oh, is that all, cowboy?" She quipped, winking.