"Fuck you too, bitch!" I screamed as I slammed the door of my girlfriend's apartment. We had been out; she was drunk and had flirted with several other guys. We left the bar early, fought all the way home and I was tired of the bullshit.
She knew I had a short fuse but didn't really care. She felt underappreciated as I shot the shit with my buddies and this was her way to rebel. If the sex wasn't so good, I would have dumped her months ago.
As I reached my car, I realized Bill, my roommate, had asked me to spend the night someplace else. He had asked his new girlfriend over and wanted to seal the deal. Not wanting to screw his night up, I decided to drive across town and sleep at my parents' place.
As I parked my car, I noticed the lights were still on in the basement. I figured mom forgot to turn them off and I would go down before I went to my room. As I made my way down the stairs, I was surprised. My sister who was a senior in high school had some of her friends over for the night.
When I realized this, I started to quickly and quietly retrace my steps. Then, I heard, "Truth or Dare?" My sister asked Shannon, one of the hottest girls I had ever seen.
Shannon quickly replied, "Dare." Shannon was the captain of the cheerleaders. She was a blond, 5 feet, 10 inches tall, weighed about 115 pounds and had a stunning 36C-24-36 figure. I can't even remember how many times she caught me staring at her tits and ass. She was fine.
My sister grabbed the beer bottle next to her, guzzled the last bit and said, "You cock sucking queen, show us how you can deep throat this."
Shannon displaying her sultry sexual charms, took the bottle, seductively teased the head with her tongue and dipped it into the bottle's opening. She slowly licked the long neck of the bottle. Small traces of saliva began to form and run down the neck to her fingers.
Seeming satisfied with her efforts to lube it nicely, she tilted her head back and held the bottle at the base with her thumb and fore finger. In one glorious move, she had the bottle down her throat with only her two fingers showing. She gently moved the bottle up and down a few stokes and withdrew it slowly.
My sister and her two other friends clapped with their approval. Shannon quickly added, "No one has ever lasted that long. I usually have spunk running down my throat at this point." She followed this up by seductively running her tongue over her lips and then took her finger and slowly wiped the corner of her mouth as if catching the last remains of cum running out the corner of her mouth. Then, as if on cue, she sucked that finger to get the last drop.
My sister and her friends cheered. I guessed that my parents were out because the noise would have sent my dad into a wicked frenzy. Shannon quickly asked Heidi, "Truth or Dare?"
Heidi was not to be outdone so she chose "Dare" as well. Heidi was a brunette, 5 feet, 9 inches, weighed 122 pounds and had a figure of 34B-26-34. She was the first of my sister's friends to enter puberty. I will never forget the summer day she came over in her bikini top with 'real tits' proudly displayed.
Shannon wickedly said, "Anne, get the shaving cream, razor and a scissors. Heidi, you are going to trim that wicked muff of yours."
Anne quickly bolted toward the stairs. I turned and hurriedly made the corner before my sister saw me. I sprinted as quietly as possible to my bedroom. My sister ran into the only bathroom of the house only ten feet from my room. I nervously waited for her to burst through my door to bust me for spying on her friends.
She must not have noticed because she quickly ran back down the stairs. I turned and walked to my bed. As I walked, I noticed my mom still kept the room the same as the day I left for college. The posters of Madonna, the Go-Go's and Heather Locklear, all in scantily clad outfitters, lined my walls. They never failed to give me a rise and after watching Shannon's performance, I was rock hard.
As I stripped my clothes and got into bed, I slowly stroked my cock while I listened to the girls continue their game through the heating vents located on the floor by my bed. I heard the giggles as I assumed Heidi displayed her hairy muff. The snips of the scissors and the surprise of the loud first squirt of shaving cream filled my room.
The girls "Oh'ed" and "Ahh'ed" as Heidi's muff slowly transformed from a hairy jungle to a neatly trimmed piece of artwork. Shannon joked with Heidi, "You will attract more boys with a neatly landscaped bush than with a dense overgrown jungle." Everyone, including myself, laughed.
Heidi now challenged Angie. Angie was the athlete. She was a brunette, 5 feet, 8 inches and weighed 108 pounds. She was the state champion in five track and field events for her four years of high school. Her toned well-defined chiseled body was the envy of most Olympians because she didn't have to workout much to maintain this ripped body. However, her 32A-22-32 figure was the most boyish of the four young women.
The precedent had been set. Angie could not do anything but select "DARE." Heidi, whose devilish mind was churning, knew Angie was still a virgin. Her tom boyish actions and boyish figure had not attracted many suitors.
Heidi turned to Angie and said, "Show us your hymen you fucking virgin." There was a pause and Heidi added, "Stop blushing and spread those pussy lips." I heard some mumbling and the girls laughed.
Finally after a few moments, I heard clapping and cheering as I can only assume Angie had stretched out her sweet virgin lips and let her girlfriends view her tight virgin ring. When the cheering died down, I heard some rustling. Then, louder than I expected, Angie challenged my sister.
Now, my sister, Anne, was the most brazen of all her girlfriends. She led the pack and constantly embarrassed and belittled the girls. She had dirty blond hair, was 6 feet tall, weighed 150 pounds and had a 36C-28-36 figure. As kids, I nicknamed her 'Amazon Anne'.
Before Angie could even get her question out, my sister said, "DARE, you little bitch." Angie must have grown a pair because what came out of her mouth floored the girls and me. "Let's stop fucking around; we know your brother is upstairs. I dare you to give him a blow job and bring the proof back here." The girls went wild and my mind raced.
There was no way my sister was going to blow me. Quite frankly, there was no way I was going to let her. As I tried to figure a way out of this situation, my door slowly opened and my sister entered.
I looked at her and bellowed, "Not in this fucking lifetime!" I heard the girls' chuckle from the basement.
She looked at me with those sisterly eyes that read "I can't let that little bitch win." She approached and whispered in my ear, "You do this for me and you'll have all the girls tonight." She could tell I was pondering the thought, but I just couldn't.
I whispered back, "I can't."
She said, "What if I tell mom and dad you dropped out of college?"
How in the hell did she know that? I was failing miserably and hated college life. A friend offered me a good job as a mechanic and I took it last week. But, mom's dream was to have me be the first college graduate in the family.
The blackmail worked, "OK, you win, but if you tell mom before I do, I will kill you!" I hissed at the bitch.
My sister whipped back the covers. I was naked and my seven inch cock strained and oozed its pre-cum. My sister looked at it almost studying it and gasped, more for the benefit of the girls downstairs, "This is the biggest cock I have ever seen!"
I heard mumbled chatter from the girls in the basement. My sister smiled at their reaction and she grabbed my throbbing cock and roughly gave me a hand job. I complained, "Take it easy." This caused a slew of laughter from below.
I finally realized I had fallen into my sister's trap. She was planning on embarrassing me as well as her friends tonight. Just then, I had a wicked thought pop into my head. I was going to turn my sister into my sub-bitch tonight while I fucked all her friends.
I said, "Oh gawd, I'm getting close." My sister neared hoping to have me cum on her face and take the 'evidence' back to her friends. I whispered for her to open her mouth or I wasn't going to cum. She looked at me with a snotty look and then, did it. I am sure she thought she would close her mouth when I gave any indication I was about to cum.
What she didn't expect was me taking her head with both hands and shoving her head on my long meaty pole. She gagged and fought back. I pushed harder. Gagging, coughing and gasping for breath, I held her firm and told her I would keep her there until she passed out or she could give me a proper blow job. She knew I had a temper and knew she cross that thin line that sent me off.
She started sucking and I slowly released my grip. She immediately breathed deeply and slowly began to work my cock. I could tell by the look on her face, she tasted the remnants of my girlfriend's pussy and the load I shot deep into her pussy before we went out.
She seemed to really enjoy the taste of the combined juices dried onto my cock. As her tongue flicked, she slowly began to hum. I started to get vocal hoping the girls would venture upstairs to watch the show. "Oh yeah! Suck that big cock, sis! All the way. Yes!" I bellowed, exaggerating the affects of my little sister's efforts.