Hot Tub Fiasco Part 3 [MF] [Friend’s Little Sister] [Age Gap]

Mallory and I would text on a daily basis. I would often be at work while she was at home watching Netflix or at her friends’ houses. Needless to say, we were progressing in our “relationship” pretty quickly. My favorite part of the day is when I would get out of the shower at night and I could send dic pics to her. She would talk about the things she wanted to do when we could see each other again. I couldn’t exactly drive over to see her, it would look too suspicious.

We would talk about our now infatuation for each other, but never about how we could go about it if we wanted to date each other. The world would definitely be against us so all we could do at the moment was keep talking and doing things in private. Mallory and I would fantasize about running away and forgetting the world, or me coming to kidnap her- I felt young talking to her.

“Realistically, if we were to work out, we could rent a place next to whatever University you’re attending,” I told her one night, about to go to sleep.

“I would actually really like that,” she texted back.

“Where are you going anyways? What are you majoring in?”

“A few hundred miles away, I want to be a vet.”

My heart sank at the news of this. If we didn’t try to validate what we were doing soon, it would be too late.

“Do you really think we should keep trying?” I asked her.

“It’s a long shot. I know that and you do. But if you try, I will too.”

I took her words carefully. Stupidly enough I kept allowing myself to become more infatuated with Mallory. She was a silly 18 year old who thought she loved me and I was a 28 year old who thought that just maybe I loved her too.

“Maybe we can hang with Matt, the three of us,” I texted her back. “It could work.”

“Yeah, I just, want to be with you specifically.”

“I know that, but that’s so hard to put together. Your parents would kill me and Matt would kill me again.”

“Maybe we could go shopping, and I’ll just tag along.”

“That’s a solid idea,” I told her. “I’ll call Matt.”

And so, I arranged to have a mall trip with Matt to “look for shoes.” Mallory would pop up as we were leaving and force herself into our plans.

“Fuck off,” Matt yelled at Mallory as we were leaving the kitchen. “You would’ve been invited if you could’ve come.”

“Lighten up, she’s bored,” their mother called from the living room. “When she’s not with her friends she traps herself in her room.”

Matt rolled his eyes and sighed, obviously annoyed by the situation. I leaned against the wall next to him, Mallory across the room from us. I didn’t say anything, I thought it best not to involve myself.

“When’s the last time you did something with your sister?” Their mom called again, this time walking into the kitchen. “It would be good. Connor will make it even better, you’re practically all related.”

Mallory laughed at this, making eye contact with me.

“What’s your thinking?” Matt asked me.

“It’s fine, just let her come,” I said, even throwing in a sigh to seem like I was slightly annoyed.

Matt stood still for a second and then grabbed his keys, ready to go. “Don’t be a bitch,” he said to Mallory.

“Watch it,” their mom called, walking back into the living room.

We stuffed ourselves into Matt’s truck and got on the road. Mallory sat in the back seat while I called shotgun.

“Why do you hate me so much, you ass?” Mallory taunted him.

“You only get in the way,” he responded.

“You’re ten years older than me and you act the same age as I am.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at that one. Matt gave me a glare at a red light.

“Sorry, she’s right,” I said to him, smiling. “Want me to tell on you? For being a bad brother?”

Matt cracked a smile and looked forward again, driving as the light turned green. “Okay, fine, I’ll lighten up,” he said.

“Good, I’m getting new shirts and some shades.”

“How long is that gonna take? You’re not gonna treat us like we’re waiting outside of a Victoria’s Secret are you?” He asked her.

“You’ll be fine, stop whining.”

I’m not sure why it worked, but Mallory’s confrontation with Matt seemed to brighten his mood for the mall trip. For the first time in years, the three of us had fun with each other. I managed to find shoes that I would actually purchase, and Mallory was able to keep us entertained despite her getting so many things. I hadn’t seen Matt and Mallory get along so well for a while.

I even helped Mallory pick out a few things, as what she got was very low key influenced by my opinion. Matt didn’t think anything of it, thankfully. I loved her smile, I loved the way the clothes fit on her.

“We should pick up food on the way back,” Matt said as we walked out of the mall with plenty of bags. “You’re gonna crash at my place, right?”

I looked at my phone for the time, not realizing it was 8pm. “Yeah, sounds cool.” Mallory made eye contact with me, grinning.

“See how fun today was?” Mallory asked him. “You could choose to not be an ass consistently.”

“You could choose to keep your trap shut,” he replied.

“No, I’m funny.”

“Is she funny, Connor?”

I would’ve said yes, but I was probably kissing Mallory’s ass too much at this point.

“Nah, she’s lame,” I told Matt. “We’ve both known that for centuries.”

Mallory gasped, playfully. “I didn’t know you two were *that* old.”

“Why are you two so far apart anyways?” I asked Matt. “Any reason why your parents waited about a decade?”

Matt’s mood changed slightly as we walked into the parking lot. “Mom had a miscarriage three years after I was born,” he said. “Upset her pretty badly. She ended up waiting a tad longer than anticipated to try again.”

We walked silently after he said this. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to-“

“It’s cool,” he said, shoving me with his shoulder, laughing. “She waited so long her factory broke and it gave birth to that dumbass.”

“Oh, okay,” Mallory said, grinning. “I guess the experienced one would know.”

Before we knew it we were all in the living room watching tv and eating our dinner. Matt’s mom and dad were asleep upstairs, and it was looking like our time was soon. It was about 9pm when we finished, and instead of going upstairs Matt lied on the couch to watch tv with me. Mallory left to go into her room, saying she was drifting off.

“Let me know when it’s clear,” she texted me.

Unfortunately, that opportunity wasn’t arising anytime soon. An hour had passed, and instead of going up to his room, Matt fell asleep on the couch. My mind scrambled for ideas that wouldn’t seem too suspicious, but I just couldn’t think of anything.

“Code red,” I texted Mallory. “He’s out, and he’d definitely hear us if I were to come in there.”

“Oh shit,” she responded. We both thought of a string of ideas for several minutes before I came up with something halfway decent.

“What if I just tell him I’m getting in the hot tub? I can’t sleep? Walk out there to meet me after a few minutes.”

“I mean I guess,” she said. “It’d be cute, that’s where this bullshit started.”

I put down my phone and went over my lines in my head. I even turned off the tv and the lights so Matt would be able to sleep better. “I’m getting in your hot tub, dude,” I said, slightly shaking him.

“It’s kinda late, but yourself out,” he mumbled, turning over to sleep in another position.

I hadn’t thought this through entirely. Once I stepped outside, I realized I didn’t have my trunks with me. I also really didn’t want to get my clothes wet. *Oh well,* I thought to myself. *Mallory will just be getting a surprise.*

“It worked. I’m out here but take your time, and be quiet,” I texted her.

“Kay,” is all she said back.

I looked into the hot tub, firing it up. The motor hummed loudly, and the bubbles popped into place. I took my clothes off, getting completely nude. The night air chilled against my body, so I climbed inside quickly. I even took care to let the jets massage my balls. After fifteen minutes, Mallory came outside in a bikini.

“I didn’t get a notice,” she said, laughing at me. “Was I supposed to come in like this too?”

“I didn’t have anything to wear,” I said, leaning back. “This was last minute.” My cock poked out of the water, giving her a hello.

“We can’t be too loud,” she said, climbing in. “The hot tub is loud, but not *that* loud.”

“We’ll be fine,” I told her. Before she moved closer to me, she untied the top half of her bikini, letting her breasts free.

“I missed you,” she said, pulling her lips to mine. Once again we were having one of our many make out sessions. I ran my fingers through her hair, even brushed against her neck. I loved tasting her tongue, even biting her lip.

Mallory began grinding on my cock while we did this. It slid against the layer protecting her pussy from me. “Fuck, I want to steal you,” I whispered in her ear, parting our kiss. As expected, I took her tits into my hands and began playing with them. She continued to grind against my cock.

“Do it, kidnap me,” she moaned. “Make me your little whore.”

I kissed around her neck, and she reached a hand down to stroke my dick. In response, I relaxed her back against the hot tub and began sucking away at her tits.

“I love it when you do that,” she moaned. “You make me so wet when you suck on my tits.”

I didn’t respond to her, I just kept going. My lips touched her areola, my hand squeezing and pinching the other breast that wasn’t occupied at the time. Her rack was so sexy, it was something so could’ve done for hours. Eventually she pulled my head up to give me another kiss.

“You want me to take my bottom piece off?” She asked me. “You haven’t really gotten to play with my ass or my pussy yet.”

I answered by sitting back, my cock in hand. She giggled, and stood up. I had mentioned this before, but Mallory turned around to reveal to me her delicious ass cheeks. She grabbed them before sliding her panties off to tease me. One she tossed the pair out of the pool, she spread her ass open for me to see her puffy asshole and smooth pussy.

“Bring that closer,” I demanded her. “I’m hungry.”

She obliged, laughing at me, but I didn’t care. Mallory backed up a few steps and I took her ass cheeks in both hands and began licking her cunt without warning her.

“Ooooooh fuck,” she moaned in response. She tightened up, not expecting it, but I just pulled her ass closer to my face, continuing to force my tongue in her. She wasn’t complaining, just not expecting it.

“You’re just good with your tongue,” she said, rubbing her clit with her free hand. “Is my pussy that good to you?”

“I love it and you so much,” I said quickly before diving back in. My tongue was lapping away like a dog thirsty for water. Her vaginal fluids began to leak, and to me, that was just more added to my meal.

“No one is as good as this as anyone I’ve ever fucked,” she cried out, still enjoying the pleasure. “Stop before I cum too quickly.”

I turned her around, and brought my attention back to her tits. After sucking them for a few minutes she spoke to me again.

“Do you want to fuck me?”

I made eye contact with her. “Well yeah, but we can’t.”

“And why not?” Her eyes were begging me. “We’ve done so much already, I want your cock inside of me.”

My erection sprung again to this, it having not been touched in a few minutes. I slid my tongue back into her Mallory’s mouth, and drew it back out, slipping her lips against mine. “If you really want me to,” I whispered.

She pushed me back, and I sat against the side of the hot tub, my dick pouting to the sky. Mallory, proud of what she had just done, angled herself above it with a smile. Carefully and slowly, she moved the tip of my cock to the outside of her pussy lips.

“Last chance to say no,” she said, face red. “Do you want to fuck an 18 year old? With your fat cock?”

“I want to fuck you all night,” I said to her, grinding my hips up. She let out a cry as my tip slid into her soaking hole, burying itself inside. I put both hands on her hips, and continued to slide myself further inside. Mallory leaned forward, her tits in my face.

“Go slow, please,” she cried. “I keep underestimating how much I can actually take. “I promise I will,” I responded, now taking her nipples back between my lips.

I managed to fit five inches in her before I slid back out and then back in again. It hadn’t completely clicked with me yet, but here I was, fucking my friend’s 18 year old sister. Not only did it feel amazing to break into her tight, inexperienced pussy, but the sounds extruding were even more satisfying. Her cunt let out the sloppiest of sounds as my dick slid in and out of her. After a minute, I was keeping a steady tempo and fucking her with half of my cock.

“I’m sorry I can’t take it all,” she cried again in my ear. “But fuck you’re amazing!”

“Keep bouncing on me,” I told her. “I’ll pull out before I cum-“

“Paint my face with it.”

We were getting faster by the second. My balls clapped against her as even the water made waves from her bouncing on me. *How far is she gonna let me go,* I thought to myself. Daring to do so, I stuffed a finger in her ass behind her. Mallory moaned in response, so I stuffed another one in and proceeded to lightly finger fuck her asshole while I pounded her pussy.

I would speed up or slow down in adjustment to my climax, I wanted this to last forever. After half an hour, though, I had to give in. “It’s time,” I told her. She got off me and I slid out of her, pulling my fingers out of her ass as well. I stood up and Mallory kneeled before me, opening her mouth to prepare herself.

“You want my cum? You want my cum from the dick that just pounded you?”

“I want it all, you bitch,” she said to me, out of breath.

I stroked myself quickly. “Is this what you wanted? To fuck an older guy?”

“No,” she said, lust in her eyes. “I wanted to fuck you. I’m your little slut.”

Cum shot out of my cock and streamed all over her. She caught what she could with her tongue, but half of it hit her chin, her throat, her cheeks, her nose, she even had to close one eye. I didn’t give her a break then, however. After my initial eruption, I was still leaking cum, so I stuffed my dick in her mouth. She moaned, sucking in every ounce until I was finally done. Very slowly, to milk me dry, she slid her lips up the length of my shaft and over my tip, sliding my dick off her tongue, leaving it hanging. She used her fingers to get the remaining bits off her face, sucking it and swallowing it all. I sat back, tired. Once she was done, she sat on my lap.

“What’s the plan for tonight?” I asked her, breathless. “We can’t sleep together. Your brother would find out pretty quickly.”

“Yeah I guess so, that’s shitty.”

“I guess I’ll just have to enjoy what I can here.”

We made out for several minutes before finally stepping out, soaked after an hour of fucking. We dried off and put our clothes back on. Very quietly, we walked back into the house and I led her to her bedroom door.

“Text me,” I whispered. “I love you.”

“I love you,” she very quietly responded.

I couldn’t help myself. I leaned forward and kissed her there. Our lips parted and joined again for two minutes, making noise without us realizing. We were in heaven, compared to the rest of the world.

We finally parted, knowing our time was up. We opened our eyes, and Mallory’s eye’s widened. Confused, I looked around the room.

Matt was standing behind me. He had been watching.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hnd9ur/hot_tub_fiasco_part_3_mf_friends_little_sister