John's younger sister was Madi. She was 19 and blonde. The kind of girl who would wear a thong to an EDM concert and post it on Instagram. She was here with a guy, Jackson, who was a nice enough guy. He was short and stocky.
We had all smoked a joint, and still had one in rotation. In the smoky half light, Madi and Jackson were tangled up with each other. I sat across the room, watching Madi's small little hand rub up on Jackson's leg. Jackson was a little, nervous guy, and as Madi stroked him over his pants, his little cock stood straight up. She was still dressed up in her blouse and skirt with tights from dinner; she had unbuttoned her top to let her tits dangle free. As she bent over Jackson, he was too focused on her tits to notice anything else.
But even as Madi was stroking Jackson's cock and letting him kiss her neck, she was looking at me. My friends younger sister looked directly at my crotch, where my cock had been growing beneath my sweatpants. I flexed my cock hard to show her how long I was. I've always been well-endowed, and I knew she was looking. I watched her face as I made my piece jump for her and I saw her mouth open a little bit as she licked her lips.
From Jackson's perspective, Madi was still stroking his cock and he hadn't noticed anything different. But I could. I watched Madi's eyes measuring the cylinder running along my thigh, and then turning back to the tic tac she was running her hands over attached to Jackson. She opened up her legs as she went down to cup Jackson's balls and gave me a wide open view up her skirt to where her stockings ended and where her underwear should have been. But where I was expecting to see underwear, I saw instead Madi's plump pussy lips, shaven and pinched together. I wondered if she knew how exposed she was to me.
When she broke the kiss with Jackson and rolled over onto her back and opened her skirt fell up onto her stomach as her knees spread, there was no way she didn't know what she was doing. She sat up, with her pussy still exposed to me, looked up at my eyes and put her finger in her mouth. She took her hand off Jackson's cock and stood up, walking towards me.
Jackson looked on as Madi walked across the room. She came to a stop in front of me and took her top off. Her tits bounced when they flopped out of her bra. They were firm, full. I admired them as my cock stiffened in my pants.
Jackson said, "Madi, what the fuck are you doing?"
Madi said, "I want to see something. I want to see if he's bigger than you."
Jackson got silent. Madi got a grin on her face as she took a quick glance at the bulge in my pants. "I think we should play a game, Jackson. I know you cheated on me last month. But I don't want to cheat on you, at least not without giving you a chance."
"What do you mean, a chance?" said Jackson.
"You and your friend here," she said, looking down at me, "one of you two is going to fuck me tonight. If you are man enough, you will be able to claim me again."
"I'm not worried, " Jackson said, looking worried.
"To make things fair, I'm going to bring in Allison to judge, so she won't be biased," Madi said.
As Madi left the room to go get our friend, I could see Jackson nervously stroking his cock trying to achieve the hardest erection he could. I remained seated. Allison came back and she was clearly delighted with the task given her. Allison was a lesbian, and was the kind of lesbian who had no use for men at all. She would be quit to point out any male inadequacies, and I sensed she would mock the loser.
Allison instructed both of us to remove our pants. Her eyes followed my hands down to my waistband and then watched as I pulled my cock out. She didn't break her gaze as she examined my full length. Her eyes then turned to Jackson. She sniggered. "I can't believe you think you're the biggest guy Madi has ever been with," Allison said, barely able to contain her laughter.
Jackson turned red and covered his cock with his hands. I put my hands on my hips and pushed forward, making my cock look even larger. Allison grabbed us each by the cock and pulled us close to her. She got down on her knees and took us each in her hands. My piece reached down past her wrist. Jackson's cock barely passed her fingers. Allison grabbed me by the balls and said "this one's bigger."
Madi stood up and approached me. She sat down next to me and casually cupped her hand around the base of my cock and balls. She used her thumb to rub my shaft, though she could not reach all the way to my tip.
Jackson was not done protesting. With his pants still at his ankles and his penis shriveling up with the shame of watching his girl stroke the cock of a larger, better man, Jackson said, "This is bullshit."
At this point, I had enough. I stood up and turned to Jackson. "Go back into your corner, cuck. Madi gave you a fair chance and you lost. You can stay and watch if you want, or you can leave. But don't fucking open your mouth again."
I turned back to Madi sitting with her legs splayed out on the couch, wearing only a skirt with tights. I put one foot up on the couch and thrust my cock into Madi's open mouth. I think I caught her by surprise because she gagged a little bit as I pushed all the way in. I grabbed the back of her head and pushed my cock deeper down her throat. She gagged and tried to push me away from her. I held her down like this while I flexed my cock. Tears welled up in Madi's face as I held her head down on my cock. When I finally released her, Madi inhaled sharply.
"What the fuck dude, you can't do that to my girl, Madi are you alright?" Jackson said as he strode across the room.
I turned to square up with Jackson as he approached me. I punched down towards him, striking him in the bridge of his nose. He stumbled backwards, bleeding. Knowing that Jackson was subdued for a time, I turned to Madi. "Is this what you want? Do you want me? If you say no, I will leave."