“Hey, aren’t you Richard?”
I looked up from pouring my beer from the keg and saw who was talking to me and instantly recognized her. My heart started thumping and my cock started getting hard and I tried my best to calm the fuck down.
It was Bree. I knew exactly who she was. My brother Jay was dating her sister, Jenny. Not just that, but my brother had fucked Bree. Jenny didn’t know, and Bree didn’t know that I knew, but the image of her nude body being railed by Jay popped into my head and I felt a strange feeling of disgust and attraction mixing inside me.
“Yeah, that’s me.”
“You’re brother is dating my sis. Jenny. I’m Bree!”
She stuck her hand out and I shook it and it was the most anti-climatic meeting of my life. Jay had shown me her pictures online the morning after he plowed her. I knew exactly what she looked like already. She had huge tits that were popping out of her top and bleached blonde hair. She looked even hotter in person. I stared at her photos even after Jay had shown me who she was.
She was there because she was fucking my friend Danny. Danny showed up and she was there with him, and it was pretty obvious, but she kept on floating around me, asking me questions and smiling at me. She left and I didn’t know how to feel about it. She was guaranteed to be fucking Danny, but I also kept on thinking about how she had fucked her sister’s boyfriend, so she probably would fuck anyone if the time was right.
The idea of that made me more excited. There was something about being with a girl who didn’t care about shit like that. She flirted with me up until Danny grabbed her arm and pulled her drunkenly to the truck and they drove off. I knew she wanted me to fuck her just like Jay did. It was strange and exhilarating.
She kept on flirting with me too. Every time she would show up with Danny, she would make a point of sitting close to me and rubbing her huge tits against my tricep. I would be drinking or smoking a cigarette or a joint, and she would just appear next to me and begin to rub her body against mine. I did my absolute best to ignore her, but Bree was such a slut, and the only thing I could think of when she would do shit like that was how much I wanted her. How easy it would be. I also thought about all the stuff Danny would tell me she would do. How she would lick his asshole. How she would let him come all over her face and then suck him dry. How she would tell him he could do whatever he wanted to her in the middle of sex. I was going fucking crazy.
I knew the exact type of girl Bree was. She just wanted attention. She didn’t care who it was from. And when she saw that guys didn’t give her ENOUGH attention, she would start throwing her pussy around to get them to submit to her every beck and call.
I knew exactly how to handle little sluts like Bree. But the problem was that Danny and the rest of our friend group were around every time we were hanging out.
That was, until Becca’s birthday party.
For some reason that night, we didn’t buy enough booze to last for the entire party. We knew that we would be out just forty minutes before the stores stopped selling booze, so we had to throw together a team as fast as we could to buy more. For some reason, Danny hadn’t been drinking that night. Looking back, I think he and Bree were fighting over something and he was just trying to chill. Since he was the soberest, he was chosen to drive the guys. Bree decided she would stay behind and hang out with her friend Val while her boyfriend went to re-up on the beer supply.
We were sitting outside on the patio. It was my friend Hector’s house, and I had been hanging out there since high school. His parents had these huge patio chairs with comfy cushions and I was sitting in one when Bree and Val came stumbling out with cigarettes in their hands. Bree plopped down beside me and asked me for a light while her friend started thumbing through her phone.
Bree asked if I had a light while leaning her tits into me. I fished out the one from my pocket and when I went to hand it to her, she thrust her hands forward in an awkward way and knocked the lighter right out of my hands. It bounced off my right thigh, then off my left, and landed right between my legs. Before I could reach down and snatch it, Bree threw me this shit-eating grin and plunged between my legs.
“Don’t worry, I got it.”
She reached down and grabbed my cock. It was raging as soon as she sat next to me, and it was practically at full staff. She got it right in the middle of my shaft and squeezed it once, released it momentarily, and then came back down and squeezed again. She then moved past my penis, grabbed the lighter, and lifted it to her cigarette.
Val didn’t see any of it. It happened in a split second. Bree kept her eyes focused on me as she felt my body up, and when it was over, she began to smoke her cigarette as if nothing had happened.
That was the tipping point. She had gone too far. There was no way I could let that action go unnoticed. She sat next to me and smoked about half of her cigarette while I waited for Val to get occupied with her phone again. That’s when I stuck my hand between Bree’s legs. She was wearing really small, tight shorts, and I reached down, squeezed her slutty, cheating little pussy, and then looked at her while I flicked my cigarette into the ashtray that Hector put out and stood up.
“Gonna go use the bathroom.”
I looked directly into Bree’s eyes when I said it. That was the code. She smiled at me and nodded and Val still hadn’t looked up from her text message.
I went into the restroom and leaned against the sink and waited. When the knob began turning, I flung the door in, grabbed Bree by the wrist, and pulled her inside with me before closing the door and locking it behind us.
Our bodies mashed together and my hands couldn’t decide what they wanted to grab. One hand settled on her breasts and the other settled on her ass. I was pulling her in close while pulling her clothes partially off. She was reaching into my pants, fondling my cock with her stubby fingers.
“I’ve been thinking of this so long,” she whispered.
I shushed her and then got her tits out of her bra and top and placed them both in my mouth, alternating between her nipples.
“Shut up,” I spit out. “Someone will hear.”
We kissed and that’s when she was able to fish me out of my jeans. I felt her thumb begin to rub circles around my helmet. The pre-cum was lubing my cock and she was practically fucking playing with it. She was nasty. But that made it all the more exciting.
She slipped down and didn’t even start on my dick. She went right for my balls, licking my right one and then my left before jerking my cock off and sucking on them both. She used an insane amount of spit and I could see it dripping down from her chin to her chest. She was rubbing her pussy through her shorts, and then she undid her button and zipper and began to fondle herself. She was good at sucking cock too. I think she was one of those girls that just got off on the act of it because she was going to town on herself while keeping me inside of her throat as she kept on switching between my balls and dick.
I wanted to fuck her. I grabbed her by her hair and practically pulled her to her feet. She laughed and when I got her up to my level again, she gave me the most insane look, like me pulling her hair and treating her like a cavewoman turned her on even more. I turned her towards the sink and then pulled her shorts down. She wasn’t wearing any panties. She stood there in her Chuck Taylors and bent over and when she felt me enter her, she reached under her body and started feeling up my nuts.
I grabbed her hair and pushed her up against the mirror and some of her lipstick smeared the glass. I pumped inside of her harder than I ever had with anyone before in my life. I didn’t even care if she got off. I just wanted to catch my nut. That’s exactly what I did too. I didn’t even ask if she was on the pill or if she wanted it. I knew she wouldn’t care. So I just kept on pumping until I came inside of her. She kept on smiling at me with that stupid look from before as she witnessed me shooting my load into her from the mirror.
After we caught our breath, I told her my number and then said to never mention what we did to anyone. She agreed and then we both left at different times. When her boyfriend came back with the beer, I saw her staring at me while I snatched up one of the cans from the thirty-pack and I thought of my cum dripping out of her and no one else there knowing but us and it just made the whole thing all the more exciting.
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