Chapter 93: Chapter 12
Sarah lived in a small one-bedroom townhouse off the main road that passed by the small shopping district. The interior of her flat was neat, cosy and well looked after. The kitchen and living room were divided by a short kitchen counter. A sliding glass door led out onto a small balcony with a table and chair set up.
"Nice place," I said, looking around the living room.
"It's a shit hole." Sarah shrugged. "But it's mine."
"My place is smaller," I chuckled.
"Don't you live in a big house with your sisters?" Sarah asked, cocking her head to the side.
"I do." I nodded. "But I'm in the flat out back."
"At least you have privacy." she said.
"It's a luxury in a house full of women." I laughed.
"I can imagine." Sarah laughed with me. "Bathroom is through that way."
Sarah directed me to the single door at one end of the living room. Inside the small—green tiled—bathroom was a lowered section with a showerhead and a curtain for privacy, a toilet, and a simple basin and bench.
"Cosy," I said.
"It does the job." Sarah shrugged, then slapped me on the ass. "Now clean up, Stud."
I smiled at Sarah's forwardness and stripped out of my clothes without even closing the door. If she wanted to take a peek, who was I to deny her that? It wasn't like she'd see anything she hadn't seen before. Or wouldn't see soon enough.
I scrubbed myself down as quickly as I could and dried off in a hurry. I knew what I was here for, so I didn't even bother getting dressed again. I just wrapped the towel around my waist and sauntered out of the bathroom. To where Sarah was sitting on her couch, completely naked. The blonde, athletic goddess had positioned herself so that I couldn't miss her when I came out of the bathroom. Her legs were parted as she rubbed at herself with one hand and toyed with her nipples with the other.
"I've done my warm-ups," she winked.
I drank her naked body in for several seconds before I whipped my towel off and crossed the room. My dick guided me to her like it was made from iron, and Sarah's pussy was a strong earth magnet.
"I was hoping we could have some more fun again soon," Sarah giggled as I reached her.
"So was I," I grinned, dropping to my knees before her.
I gently moved Sarah's hand aside as I wrapped my arms around her thighs, draping her legs over my shoulders. Her vagina was smooth and slick with her own juices already, and I took a moment to inhale her intoxicating aroma before diving right in. And dive in I did.
I wasted no time as I ran my tongue along the folds of her vagina. She tasted as good as she smelled, and I soon found myself salivating at the mere thought of drinking her in once more. Sarah too was moaning in pleasure as I assaulted her nether regions like a starving dog in a bowl of chum. I avoided her clit for quite some time, edging closer to her love button a few times and backing off when I saw her back arch. Her fingers ran through my hair as I frenched her pussy and I could hear the frustration in her moans as I passed over her clit time and time again.
Then I clamped down and started working.
As soon as my lips closed over Sarah's sensitive nub, she started thrashing. Her thighs clamped down around my head—and powerful thighs they were—threatening to tear my head from my shoulders. A death I would have willingly submitted to.
Sarah's fingers pulled painfully at my hair as her climax hit, but I didn't complain. I kept lapping at her clit as my hands roamed over her hips, up her stomach and cupped her heavy breasts. I pinched her nipples as her back arched and she let out an ear-shattering scream that was muffled by the magnificent feeling of her warm thighs against my ears. Her hips bucked and gyrated against my face for nearly a full minute before she finally started to come down from her climax.
"Holy shit," she moaned as her legs loosened their vice-like grip on my head.
"That was quite intense," I chuckled, wiping my face with the back of my hand.
"You're telling me," Sarah all but moaned.
I pulled away from Sarah's legs and ran my eyes over her athletic frame. Sweat glistened along her abdominals and beaded down her chest, between her breasts. A huge grin was plastered to her gorgeous face as she gazed at me with lust-filled eyes.
"Now gimme that big dick of yours," she demanded.
Never one to deny a beautiful woman—especially one who was naked before me—I rose to my feet and gripped the base of my cock, giving myself a few half-hearted strokes. Sarah shot up immediately. Her hands went to my thighs as she perched herself on the edge of the couch cushion. Her lips found the tip of me penis quickly, and I felt her tongue working its wonders along my glans. Sarah's mouth was warm, wet and very inviting. I held the base of my cock still as I let her work me over. Enjoying the feel of her hand's on my thighs as she trailed them up and down, and even around to grab my ass.
"I'm starting to think you enjoy doing this," I said with a groan.
"With a cock this nice," she replied, running her tongue up the underside of my shaft. "What girl wouldn't?"
I was feeling incredibly horny already. The night spent with Erica, the sexual tension in a house full of attractive women and eating her delicious pussy had me primed and ready for a mighty climax. It would be a little embarrassing to cum so quickly with the sexy blonde. But I knew I could easily go for another round, maybe even a few more. I had to wear myself out somehow.
Sarah spat a glob of saliva on the tip of my penis before she began working it into my shaft with both hands. I released my own hold on my cock and took her head in both hands as I guided her mouth back to my erection. Sarah obliged eagerly and began working my dick into her mouth and down her throat with gusto. After only a few seconds, I felt the tightness of her throat constrict around my shaft as she took me to the base, her nose pressing into my pelvis.
"Holy shit!" I groaned.
Sarah moaned something in response. When I looked down, I nearly busted my load at the sight of her eyes looking up at me as she buried my cock deep in her throat. After several seconds passed, she extracted my erection from its warm confines and coughed a little. Saliva dribbled over her bottom lip and splatted between her large breasts to mingle with the sweat of our activities, giving me a wonderful idea.
Without a word, I lowered my stance and moved closer to Sarah. Her hands ran down my thighs as she opened her legs wide to let me in. It only took her a few seconds to see what I wanted, and a huge grin spread across her face.
I nestled my slick erection between her breasts, and Sarah welcomed me by pressing a hand to each side, trapping by cock between her impressive fun-bags. The softness of her breasts enveloped my dick as I slowly began sliding back and forth. I placed my hand to her shoulder to give myself better leverage before I started pumping my hips faster. The warmth of her skin and slickness of my cock made for an otherworldly experience. But when her tongue came into play, I nearly lost it right there.
As my cock passed between her glorious mounds, Sarah opened her mouth and flicked the tip of my penis with her tongue, teasingly. After several moments of amazing tit-fucking, I felt her lips clamp down around my cock. She couldn't get much inside her mouth, but she worked well with what she had. I stopped my motions and moaned in pleasure, only to moan once more as Sarah started sliding her breasts up and down my shaft again. Taking control. She shifted her breasts in a way that massaged my cock with each pass, stopping every few passes to take my tip between her lips. I could feel my seed building up and getting ready to paint her face like a drunken master artist.
My climax sat in the base of my balls waiting to be released. Usually when it came to this point, I would be painting whatever was in front of me like a careless first day apprentice. But it just wasn't coming this time. The frustration I felt as I wanted to explode onto this gorgeous woman's face—but couldn't—was really getting to me. I closed my eyes and tried to focus on chasing my climax.
An image of Erica flashed in my mind. She was in the exact position Sarah was. Her naked body was covered in droplets of water that cascaded down her flawless skin. Her long black hair clung to her body as the spray of water washed over her. She was in the shower, and my cock was between her tits instead of Sarah's. Erica looked at me, her lips parted in a silent moan as her eyes bore into mine.
Then it hit me.
"Oh shit!" I groaned as my climax rushed forward.
"That's it," Sarah cooed, just as the first rope of cum burst forth.
I ran my fingers through her hair and gripped tightly as my climax hit. My legs began shaking and my hips bucked of their own accord. I locked eyes with the gorgeous blonde before me as the first strand of seed burst forth, laying to rest along her perfect neck and over her chin. Sarah tilted her face down and opened her mouth, catching the next few spurts straight on her tongue before she clamped her mouth over the tip of my convulsing penis. Her cheeks drew in as she suctioned my dick like a professional vacuum and began draining me with an audible moan that sent vibrations down my shaft that I felt resonate in my balls. Encouraging another half dozen spouts out of my testicles and into her greedy mouth. Her throat flexed again and again as she swallowed everything I gave her, and I saw my cock pulsing and throbbing as it continued to act as a conduit between our bodies. Finally, my cock stopped spasming and Sarah released her lip-lock on my dick and began languidly licking at the tip of my cock and down my shaft to take each of my drained testicles into her mouth.
Only after it all passed did I realise I had been pulling her hair quite hard, so I loosened my grip.
"Sorry," I apologised.
"Never be sorry for that," Sarah winked. "You ready to go again?"
My dick was still hard enough to hammer nails, but I did need a minute to collect myself. Sarah had obviously recharged from her first orgasm of the morning and was all but humping my leg with arousal. This might just be what I needed to get my mind off my very fuckable sisters. Although, the fact that I had to imagine Erica to get off was truly unsettling. It was like a repeat of the night I'd spent fucking Jen. Nothing I did had gotten me as close to blowing my load as when I thought about one—or more—of my sisters.
"Let's do it," I smirked.
Sarah grinned like a maniac at my words, then let out a playful giggle as I reached down and wrapped my fingers around her thighs, just under her knees. Sarah took my lead as I lifted her legs, sliding herself down on the couch so that her back was now on the cushion. When her legs were against her chest and her knees nearly around her ears, she wrapped her arms around her thighs to keep her legs spread and her vagina open to me. I stood back and admired her for a few moments, absenting stroking my dick. The blonde fitness instructor was obviously flexible, showing not a hint of pain or discomfort in being folded almost double at the waist. She just bore into me with her lust-filled eyes and licked her lips when she dropped her gaze to my erection. I was ready for her, and she was more than ready for me.
The height of the couch was difficult to work with, but after only a few seconds, I had adjusted myself into a comfortable crouch so I could enter her. I slid into her easily, and I heard her loud moan as I hilted myself deep inside her. Sarah's head rolled back, and her mewls of pleasure increased in volume and quantity as I slowly dragged my dick out of her tight pussy before sliding back in painstakingly slow. After the dozenth time, I felt her pussy flutter around my dick, and she let out a gasp of pleasure. Her thighs trembled and her toes curled as I felt her vagina tighten around me. She was so tight I couldn't pull out of her.
"More," Sarah panted. "I need more."
"What's the magic word?" I winked, slowly withdrawing my dick from her slick tunnel.
"Fucking now," she groaned in frustration. "Fu—."
I cut her off by slamming myself into her again. I leaned over the sexy blonde and placed an arm either side of her body, holding her legs to her chest with my arms. Sarah let go of her own thighs and chose to wrap her fingers around my biceps. Then I started pounding the gym manager.
The noises Sarah made almost sounded like she was being brutally murdered, and I worried for a moment that her neighbours might call the cops. But I guessed if they could hear the distinct slapping of naked bodies and her screams of pleasure, they could probably hear her cursing like a sailor, telling me to fuck her like a dirty whore.
And fuck her like a dirty whore I did.
I didn't bother toying with other positions as I got my second helping of cardio today. I just kept pounding her into the couch like an animal. The couch creaked and slid across the floor as I relentlessly fucked the gorgeous blonde and I had to place one foot on the cushion beside Sarah to avoid accidentally tipping the couch over with the force of our rutting. But this just gave me even more leverage to plough her cunt. And plough away I did.
I hadn't really been keeping track of time, but I'd estimated we'd been at it for a solid twenty minutes by now. I was no three-pump chump and I enjoyed taking my time with women. But I had been going at Sarah quite hard since the start, and I didn't feel like I was any closer to my second orgasm than I was when I started. Usually I'd have had to slow down and switch it up by now. Sarah had hardly stopped her cursing and moans of pleasure, but after what must have been her eighth or ninth orgasm, she went limp. A stupid, satisfied grin plastered to her pretty face as I continued to plunge her vagina like a butter-churn.
I was growing frustrated once more and thought about just stopping. Did guys fake orgasms too? Could I even sell that lie? We were fucking bare-back and I'm sure she'd realise I hadn't climaxed when my cum wasn't leaking out of her. But I just didn't see any way out of it. My muscles were starting to cramp, and I doubted Sarah had much left in her. As it was, I didn't know if she was going to be able to walk for a few days after this.
Then I decided to go for it. I decided to test a theory. Let's try three for three.
I thought about Erica in my room last night. Emily curled up beside me in my bed. Mel sitting by the pooling in her bikini. And Amanda as she climbed onto my lap and our tongues danced.
I grabbed a fistful of Sarah's hair and leaned over her body, pressing her face into the crook of my neck. I closed my eyes and let the images of my sisters roll through my mind. The sound of their voices, the feel of their skin and the scent of their shampoo. Each as intoxicating as the other. I felt it now.
I let out an almighty groan of pleasure as my climax hit me like a freight coming off its rails. It was spectacular and horrendous at the same time. I held onto the images of my siblings as I slammed into Sarah and dumped a massive load into her. My climax must have triggered something in the blonde woman, because she let out another scream of pleasure as I filled her womb to near bursting.
We lay in the same position for what must have been ten minutes at least. My dick was still hard, but he felt drained. Sarah and I panted heavily as we caught our breath and slowed our racing hearts. Both of us were covered in sweat and our hair was matted and spread across our naked skin. We looked like a hot mess. But damn did we look satisfied.
"Holy shit," Sarah said as I slipped out of her and collapsed on the couch beside her.
"Yeah," I said, still breathing heavily.
"I think I need to call in sick," Sarah added, sitting up and stretching her muscles. "I'm not going to be walking right for a few days."
"Sorry," I chuckled. More than a little proud of myself.
"I'll take a few days off if it means getting fucked like that again," she laughed. "I have no idea what got into you near the end."
"Pent up frustration," I shrugged.
"Well. I'll be happy to help you release it when I can," she smiled.
"When you can?" I asked, a little curious as to her choice of words.
"Yeah," Sarah sighed, collapsing back and nestling into me again. "I should probably tell you that I'm not exactly single."
"You have a boyfriend?" I asked. Not surprised, as she was a super-babe and could pull any guy. Just a little put-off by her cheating on someone with me.
"No," she shook her head. "I'm married. But we are kind of separated."
"Kind of?" I asked.
"Well. I told him I wanted a break. He said we'd talk about it when he got back from his business trip," she explained.
"I see," I replied, a little shocked by the news.
"I really am sorry. I wanted to tell you, but I was worried you'd turn me down, and I really needed this," Sarah said softly. "Our sex life has been lacking a lot lately and I just thought if I got it out of my system then maybe we could sort it out."
"Do you still think that?" I asked.
"I don't know," Sarah sighed. "Do you hate me?"
I thought about her dilemma for a few moments. On one hand, she was cheating on her husband—which was a shitty thing to do. But it seemed like there were issues in their marriage that he needed to see to also. If all she needed was a good fuck a few times a week, surely her husband could fulfill that need for her. She was a young, healthy woman after all. Not to mention insanely attractive. She had gone about it the wrong way, but I couldn't bring myself to dislike her, let-alone hate her. Plus, I did get to have some great sex.
"Nah," I said, pulling her into a hug. "Not at all."
"Thanks, Nick," she giggled. "I was hoping you'd understand."
"I don't agree with your choices," I added. "But I'll respect your decision to make them and I'll keep your secret."
"Thank you for being so understanding," she grinned and kissed me on the cheek. "Want me to suck you off as a thank you?"
"I'm good thanks," I chuckled. "I don't think he could take much more right now."
"That's fair," she smiled. "Maybe we can do this again? If that's okay with you."
I thought about the consequences of continuing to sleep with a married woman. We'd already done the deed, but I had been in the dark about her relationship. I could easily play the 'plausible deniability' card if ever confronted with an angry husband. But if I continued to sleep with Sarah, it would be with the full knowledge that I was fucking the shit out of someone else's wife. The thought of someone I was married to fucking another man made me angry as all hell. But then again, I'd be fucking her if she needed it. I knew I was just trying to justify my actions and make myself okay with banging a married woman. I needed an outlet from all the sexual tension that built up daily around the house. There was always Jen. But I genuinely liked Sarah much more than the stuck-up goth princess.
"Let's just play it by ear for now," I replied. "I need to have a think about everything you've told me."
"I understand," she smiled. "Thank you, Nick."
Despite my words of non-commitment. We made out on the couch for another ten minutes before we finally made it to the shower. Sarah was able to walk, although she was a little wobbly on her feet. We set about washing one-another and spent more time making out under the hot spray of water before we were finally dried, dressed, and finally able to keep our hands to ourselves. She was married. But I just kept telling myself that if he didn't want to fuck her, I would.
"Do you need a ride home?" Sarah asked, drying her hair with a thick blue towel.
"That would be great," I replied. "I'm more than a little tired."
"I bet," she winked. "A ride home is the least I can do for you."
Ten minutes later I was giving Sarah a quick kiss goodbye before turning to the front door. It was still morning and I wondered which of my sisters were awake. Surely Amanda would be up and about, Emily too. I hadn't really patched things up with either of them, so this could turn into a very awkward morning. Maybe I could sneak around the back and up to my flat without seeing anyone. Anyone who was already up probably thought I was still in bed anyway. Unless one of them had come to check on me. It wouldn't be out of character for Emily to come up early to see me, but after last night I highly doubted my brunette sister wanted to see me, let alone talk to me. I really needed to patch things up with her. I hated myself for the look on her face when she ran off last night.
I had been struggling with myself over the incident with Emily all morning. Had I been too firm with her? Or was it just right to put an end to something wrong? Was it even all that wrong? Nothing felt as right as when I held one of my siblings, or even thought about them. There must have been a reason I couldn't get my rocks off unless I was thinking about one of them.
I knew I loved them. I would die for any of them without hesitation. I would protect them and look out for them. But did that mean I needed to protect them from myself?
I was still struggling with my own thoughts when I made it around to the backyard through the side gate. I was so torn as to what I should do. I felt the pull of my siblings even now. I wanted nothing more than to taste Amanda's lips again. To hold Emily in my arms. To feel Erica's body against mine. To see Mel's gorgeous smile.
Thoughts of Mel being included in my sexual fantasies weren't normal. Sure, she was sexy and beautiful. Just like her sisters. But I hadn't felt the immediate pull from the platinum blonde as I had the others. Mel was scarily intelligent and perceptive. She had a cool demeanour that made it hard to tell what she was thinking. But there was something there now.
It was her I imagined as I climaxed with Sarah. It was Mel that writhed beneath me as I pumped her like an animal in heat. It was Mel's voice I heard moaning my name.
And I was as hard as a flagpole once more.
"Good morning, Nick."
I snapped my head to the side to see Mel sitting by the pool. She smiled at me from under a black, wide-brimmed hat as she lowered a thick book she was reading. Her smile made my heart skip a beat.
My platinum haired sister...was completely naked.
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