Becca stood up straight and turned her back to her. Madison looked on impatiently, trying not to stare at her ass, barely hidden in the little skirt. She couldn’t help wondering if she could pull off that look, and she thought she could… Focus, focus!
“Okay, I have a… tiny confession…” she turned on the computer monitor sitting on the desk and tilted her body back to Madison. “There might have been a- um… little something extra in your drink…”
Oh crap… Madison leaned her head forward, her hands pulling against the back of the chair again. “What…?”
“Don’t spaz out or anything.” Becca sat down on her knees, her hands resting on her thighs. “It won’t hurt you. It just, like, chills you out- you know?” She looked up at Madison in the chair, trying to be cheerful and innocent.
What is she gonna do to me? Where’s Tyler? “Why?” sighed.
Becca almost blushed. “Come on Madison. You’re too cute. I mean… When Amber suggested this little plan…”
“What plan?” Madison managed to interject.
“Well… I get to spend some time with you. I couldn’t resist… I always see you when I come over, and, well, your sister knows I notice. You know how, uh- sexually tuned she is… I mean,” she bit her lip and rolled her eyes to the side, “God, I can’t believe I’m stuttering around you…”
Jesus, what the fuck. She has a crush on me? I’m fucking straight! Get me out of this mess! “Ummm… So where’s my… boyfriend again?” she tried to sound serious with the emphasis and hoped not to tick Becca off.
“Okay, okay… Soooo… You want to see him? I mean, I guess I have to show you… It was part of the deal,” she drummed her fingers on her skin as she rose back up to her feet. “Just… Try not to freak out, okay? I mean… Maybe you can’t anyway!”
Becca moved to the keyboard and started running some program. Suddenly a window popped up… Madison tried to look around Becca to see what it was, but she intentionally kept in the way. “So, this might seem kinda twisted… So I’m sorry for that part, but… Um…”
She finally moved out of her view. Madison’s jaw dropped. It was some kind of video feed from a web cam. It wasn’t perfect picture quality, but it was pretty damn good. She vaguely recognized the room as her step-sister’s. The enormous bed with the hot violet silk sheets was the dead giveaway. The rest of the picture didn’t dawn on her right away. It was too ludicrous to believe. She went into instant denial.
Tyler was on the bed, wearing just his shorts. His arms were stretched above him, slung to the bars of the headboard with pink fuzzy handcuffs. He was blinking hard and rolling his head back and forth. Amber briefly walked across the view of the camera, still just wearing her black panties and halter top.
“See?” Becca chimed in, “He’s totally fine!”
Madison just stared for… she didn’t know how long. Finally, “What… What is he doing there… With her…?”
Becca was next to her now, trailing the tips of her fingers along her shoulders, down her arms. Madison tried to ignore it, but for some reason the ticklish touch sent electricity through her body. She felt her head buzzing again.
“I know… It’s kind of mean, isn’t it? At first I thought… No way would I do this! Your sister can be really… sadistic sometimes. But…” she sighed, “She knows what I like. You have no idea what she can do, Madison… And once she agreed to let me have some fun with you if I played along… Well, how could I resist?”
Her hands were sliding down Madison’s sides now as she stood directly behind her. She squirmed in her seat. “B-Becca… Just- can you let me go? I mean… I’m not, um- that way… Okay? I just want to get Tyler and, umm… That’ll be it,” she was grasping for a solution, “Like it- like it never happened, okay?”
Becca’s fingers gingerly squeezed into Madion’s skin. “Umm… Sorry but- I don’t think so. I think that you’ll… um, warm up to me pretty soon…” The way she said it left Madison with the eerie feeling that she had something else up her sleeve, something she wasn’t fully telling her about.
“P-Please Becca…” she stammered.
“Shhh…” Suddenly Madison felt warm breath on her neck. She closed her eyes at the sensation, which sent way more tingles through her than it ever normally would… Then shot them back open when she felt a soft pair of lips press against her skin.
“I- I… I’ll scream…” she tried to warn, to reason… to anything…
Becca kissed her again, further up this time, along her jaw. “No you won’t… You can’t…”
Madison took a deep breath. Fuck this, if being nice won’t work… She let it all out to shriek as loud as possible. It only came out as a sappy sigh. A little hummm… escaped her lips. Oh shit… Why can’t I…
“Mmm- I told you… Just relax, it will feel good. You won’t be able to help feeling good…”
It can’t feel good. What the fuck is going on! She ignored the butterflies swirling in her stomach. It’s just nerves… I’m freaking out… That’s all… I just need to concentrate… She tried to tilt her head away from Becca and think. Her eyes narrowed on the computer screen.
“Oh… I guess I forgot the volume,” Becca mused. She walked back in front of Madison and reached over to the speakers, clicking them on. “This is gonna be like, a crazy show. I mean, you don’t have to pay attention to it… I’ll be perfectly happy if you, um- focus on other things…” Her smile showed a trace of devious confidence. She let her hands run along her legs to the hem of her skirt and playfully teased the cotton around her fingernails.
Oh my god, oh my god, what the fuck… Becca took another step closer, and Madison couldn’t take her eyes off her. What is she gonna do to me… She felt lightheaded again, unable to concentrate. And then she heard Tyler’s voice through the computer. It was a little muffled, like the mic wasn’t close to him, but he was clearly audible…
“Come on Amber, just let me get up…”
And she heard the unmistakable sound of her step-sister’s cocky giggle.
“Oh don’t worry about that,” Amber grinned broadly. “I’m sure you’ll be up in no time!” She walked up close to the bed and began to run her fingers along the sheets, tracing them close to Tyler’s side, and down along near his leg, but not quite touching him.
“This isn’t… funny,” he tried to sound serious, but it came out a little drowsy and lazy.
“Oh it’s a little funny,” she purred back.
“No… Where’s Madison anyway?”
She was on the other side of the bed now, still dragging her figures around the outline of his body. “Who cares? She’s not here, obviously.”
“Uh- I care… She’s my girlfriend.”
“Don’t be such a worry. She’s perfectly fine… In fact, she’s probably still asleep in her room!” she rolled her eyes. “I know those drinks were a little strong, but at least you’re man enough to come out of it after a little while…”
“Well how about you uncuff me so I can go see for myself?”
“Mm… So feisty. You know that just makes it more fun, right?” Her fingers moved along his neck, and then she gently brought her index finger to his throat. She pulled along him up to his chin, causing him to tilt his head up from her touch.
Tyler tried to turn his head away, but she applied gentle pressure with her hand to force his gaze back into hers. “Besides,” she reasoned, “Don’t you know how many guys dream of something like this? You should feel honored…”
He attempted a scoff, but it just came out as a sigh. How the fuck did I get into this mess… The air against his skin was giving him little goosebumps, and the chills he felt run through his body felt like a tingling massage. He couldn’t figure out why his body felt so… sensitive.
“Well…” his tongue swirled in his mouth on the Ls, “I’m not really interested…”
Her mouth dropped open and she furrowed her brow, “Ah!” She let go of his chin and slapped his chest. “What a mean thing to say!”
The sudden jolt made his body jump against the bed. He immediately grimaced at being toyed with and pulled against the headboard again.
“Are you really trying to tell me… Out of all these pretty girls in the house, you’ve never thought about any of us besides Maaaadison?”
The corner of his lips curled up, “Is that so hard to believe?”
She narrowed her eyes, and for a minute he felt a small wave of triumph. But then in a flurry, she hopped onto the bed, wrapped her legs around him and straddled his stomach. Holy shi… He couldn’t even complete the thought; he was so startled by her movement and, even worse, the enormous rush of tingling shooting through his body from all the stimulation.
“You bad boy. You’re lying.” Her hands slid all the way up his chest, and he couldn’t help but raise his body up to meet the touch. His face began to flush hot by the time she rested her hands back on the sheets, above his shoulders. She leaned over him, her eyes inches from his. Her lips were slightly parted. He widened his eyes reflexively. Oh god…
He swallowed. “Admit… what…?”
She brought one hand behind his head and slid it underneath, digging her fingers into his hair. “Don’t play dumb. You think I didn’t notice how you were staring in the kitchen? It’s like you forgot my sister was even in the room.”
He stifled a sigh and tried to remain still. “Dunno what you’re talking about…”
She yanked his hair a little bit. “Liaaaaar,” she whispered. “I saw you drooling over Becca. I know she looks good in that skirt. Who do you think picked it out for her?”
Tyler flinched at the tug, but it felt weirdly good. How is that even possible… He tried not to picture Becca’s long, tone legs. Was I that obvious…?
“Hmmmm- you’re not denying it, Ty-ler,” she snaked her face up to the side of his head, pressing her lips right against his ear. “You don’t have to keep secrets from me. I won’t tell anyone… So tell me… Do you want to fuck her?”
Her hot breath tickled him as she whispered. Electricity shot down his spine as he tried to ignore her… and he couldn’t help but groan when she slipped her tongue along his earlobe. Christ that feels good…
“That almost sounds like a yes…” she brought her head back up and let her hair drag across his face as she moved to the other side. “Unfortunately,” she began to whisper along his other ear, “…you’re not really her type…” And she licked him again. “She doesn’t like… cock.” She clucked the word sharply next to him before she pulled her body back up, bringing her hands back onto his chest for support.
Tyler was breathing heavier now; he couldn’t even keep his mouth closed. His tongue felt dry as hell, and he was desperately trying not to get hard. So far he had been under control thanks to the awkwardness of the situation and his delirium from waking up… But now he was increasingly aware of the half-naked body on top of him, and how every single physical touch seemed to feel twice as sensitive as normal.
“Which is too bad really,” she reasoned, practically to herself. She was sitting straight up now, and Tyler couldn’t help let his eyes wander along her stomach, up to her cleavage… “I mean, why limit yourself to just one sex?” She scooted her body up his chest, bringing her knees up to his neck. “But at least I still get to play with her.” His eyes rest on her panties, and he read the words ‘Please Me’ written along the thin fabric. He couldn’t help imagining Amber guiding Becca between those legs…
God damnit… There was no stopping his increasing erection now. It was only a matter of time before she noticed. What can I even say? This is so fucked up!
As if reading his mind, she taunted, “You’re not being very vocal anymore. What’s wro-ooong?” She leaned back, stretching her taut stomach, and brought and arm behind her to keep her balance. She gripped his leg and he jumped at the touch, causing her to bounce lightly on top of him. “Oh!” she giggled and slid her hips back down to his stomach.
“A little jumpy, aren’t we? What’s got you so… on edge?” She slowly turned her head to the side, knowingly spying behind her. “You’re not getting… turned on, are you? Ty-ler!” She dismounted off of him and got onto her knees on the bed, right up by his side. She pretended a shocked look, dragging her eyes back and forth between the tent in his shorts and his blushing face. “Are you trying to make me jealous? Getting all excited over my friend? Where are your manners!”
He cringed his eyes shut. I’m never gonna live this down… “Come on Amber… You’ve had your fun. Just let me out of this.”
“Had my fun, huh? I haven’t had any fun yet! But it sounds like…” she paused to think, “according to you… I’m allowed to keep you here until I’ve had my fun…”
“That’s- That’s not what I meant and you…”
She cut him off, “Ah ah ah… By your own admission, you’re stuck until I’ve had my fu-uuun.”
Madison was finding it increasingly difficult to concentrate. She couldn’t help but watch everything transpiring on the monitor. Seeing her boyfriend squirm against the bed. Watching her step-sister get on top of him, wondering what she was whispering into his ear. She was happy that he was trying to resist her, not just giving in… But he’s getting hard. She knows it too… This is no fair…
For a little while, once the video feed started, Becca was quieter as well. She just stood behind Madison, leaning slightly on the chair, her hands resting on Madison’s shoulders. She gently squeezed from time to time, or ran her palms down the sides of her arms and back up. Madison tried to ignore it, to show no reaction whatsoever. What worried her the most was that it felt… heavenly. It was like running the smoothest silk along her skin, and the feelings rippled down into her chest, down to her stomach. It makes no sense. What drug did they make me take… What’s happening to me…?
“You know, if it makes you feel any better… This makes me jealous too,” Becca finally broke the silence.
“Huh…” she replied noncommittally.
“I mean, it’s not like a secret that I’m kinda with Amber. I know it’s not totally exclusive… She says why waste all your time on one person… It’s cool, I guess, but still… I’m not thrilled to watch it or anything.”
What kind of twisted game is this? “Okay… So why don’t you untie me, and we can go stop it?”
Becca squeezed her shoulders again and this time ran her fingers down Madison’s chest, reaching down to her cleavage in the bikini top. “You know that’s not gonna happen… Besides, I told you earlier, we get to have our own fun. Fair is fair!” she suddenly sounded very upbeat.
Madison’s eyes dropped down to watch Becca’s hands move along her body. Part of her wanted to squirm and get away, but her reflexes instinctively pushed forward. Becca made a pleasing ‘Mmm…’ at the encouragement and allowed her palms to slide onto her breasts.
“God!” Madison whispered against her will. She practically shuddered at the touch. It felt like she was being tickled, massaged, and blown on all at the same time. And it felt good. What the hell was *that*!
“Yeah… It’s amazing, isn’t it?” Becca whispered. She let her hands rest still for a few more moments, then began rubbing them in little circles, allowing her thumbs to dip beneath the material of the bikini.
“Uhnn…” Madison’s eyes fluttered closed.
“Amber gave me this stuff before too… Oh my god it was incredible. I mean… I wasn’t quite, um- tied up like this, but… I probably should have been. I was just thrashing all over the place. You wouldn’t believe it, Madison… That’s why I knew… Well, once you had it… You’d like this… Despite everything…” she leaned down and kissed the back of her neck.
Fuck!! “S-s-stop!” she stuttered. “Becca, I- I…”
She opened her lips against her skin and let her tongue drag down the length of her shoulder. Once she reached the strap of her bikini, she gently pushed it away and let it slide down her arm. “Don’t fight it… God I’ve been looking forward to doing this to you…”
Madison wriggled in the seat, not so much to try and escape, but because the new sensations wouldn’t let her sit still. She shook her head, taking in a deep breath, and tried to get a hold of herself. It’s just a drug… I can get over this- just have to concentrate… I know, think about Tyler! She refocused her vision on the monitor. This would definitely get her pissed. If I’m angry, I’m in control.
Her step-sister was clearly lying on the bed next to her boyfriend, one of her legs draped over his, her arm languidly stroking up and down his chest and stomach. She was shocked to see the straining in his shorts. He was grimacing in… discomfort? Arousal? She clenched her jaw every time Amber’s fingers traced near his pelvis; his hips rose off the bed just a little bit each time. “Guhh!” she cried out.
Becca pushed her hand down over her now-exposed breast and lightly raked her nails back up, grazing her nipple. Goosebumps rolled over her skin and she actually tried to squeeze her legs together, like she was… Oh my god, don’t think like that. Don’t think like that…
“So now that you’re finally being honest,” Amber teased coyly, “and we’ve established that you’re into blondes… My next question is… Would you ever go for a brunette?”
Tyler had basically given up trying to reason with her, or try to have any scathing comebacks. It was obvious he was stuck… And it was even more obvious he was getting more and more turned on. The bitch… She just kept teasing and taunting him. He didn’t know where she was planning to take this, and he was starting not to care. His cock was straining uncomfortably in his shorts, his skin was on fire with need every time she touched him… He didn’t even know how to react to this kind of ‘torture’.
“Come on… You know it’s more fun when you answer me. It feels goooood to answer me. And you want me to have my fun, right?”
Why even bother resisting… “Yeah- whatever…”
She pouted. “Just whatever? You know… The way you were looking at me when we were at the pool… I kinda sorta thought it was more than whatever.”
God here it fuckin’ comes.
“I mean, is it just ’cause you’re a boy? And boys will drool over any girl showing a little skin?” She made a show of sighing and rested her head on his chest. This allowed her arm to reach past his pelvis and down to his thigh, where she absently scratched him. His leg quivered at the touch and his erection jumped again. He couldn’t see her face and what her expression was, but he figured it was that fucking smirk again. Her nails were pulling up the leg of his shorts and exposing more of his skin.
“I thought you were showing off for me, you know. Lying out in the sun like that, just waiting for me to show up. You had to know I was coming back. And when you went in the pool with my sis? I saw you looking at me. Were you pretending it was me in the water with you?” She tickled the sensitive part inside his thigh and he groaned again. “Cause I was thinkin’ it.”
Jesus mother fucking Christ… “Really…?” he grunted. Oh fuck, did I actually say that!?
Her head instantly shot up and turned to meet his stare. “Tyler! Was that interest I actually heard?” She crawled back up onto her knees and leaned over him, her hands pressed against his chest for balance. “Do you like that I was thinking about you?”
His head was swimming. “Uhh…” How do I get out of this…
“Too late!” she grinned. “You admitted it.” Her body was instantly straddling his again, and she towered over him triumphantly. “But Tyler… I have a little admission to make…” she bent her head down and roamed her eyes around, as if making sure they were alone, “…I already knew the answer.”
His face flushed hot again and he shut his eyes. God. Damn. It.
“The real question is… Who do you like better? Me or my baby sis?” Her hands were running through his hair playfully, and he couldn’t help but feel mocked. Yet his hardness wasn’t going anywhere. “I mean, I’m not blind. I know she’s cute.” The way she said it was so derisive. “But she’s just so boring. Don’t you want a little more spice?” Her ass pushed backwards and began to rub against his erection through the board shorts. He couldn’t swallow the huge sigh of desire in his throat.
“Oh I’m sorry… I know boys can be kind of simple sometimes. I’ll try to narrow it down. Let me ask a more direct question…” She leaned up straight and stretched her arms behind her, which pushed out her chest. “Are you an ass man or a tits man?”
He knew there was no safe answer out of this… Her butt wriggled against his lap and teased his erection even more. His teeth silently ground in the back of his mouth, trying not to give in to the pleasure. Suddenly he felt all her fingers rake down his stomach. His whole body clenched and he let out a startled gasp. “Answer meeee…” she sang, and repeated the motion with her hands.
Tyler coughed out a brief laugh. It tickled. Bad. And while the feeling made him squirm to try and get his abs away, it sent the blood rushing down between his legs. She did it again, and he shook his head, “S-stop it…”
“Aww, are you ticklish?” Before he could even comprehend an answer, her fingers were dancing all over his stomach, his chest, his sides. She was practically riding a bucking bull as much as he thrashed against her touch. Sure, he might have been ticklish normally… But now he felt more sensitive than he ever had before. His head was tingling, his breath a literal pant. He cried out for her to stop again.
“Okay okay,” she soothed. “I’ll ask again… Ass or tits?” A brief pause, and she dug her thumbs into the creases of his pelvic bone. “I’ll tickle again…”
He swallowed. “Okay, okay… tits. Happy?”
She smiled triumphantly. “I kinda thought so…” She reached one arm behind her. “So whose are better? Mine or Maddie’s?”
He knew his girlfriend despised being called that. Fucking bitch. Fucking hot bitch.
“Still no answer huh?” She flexed her fingers in front of him devilishly.
“I- I dunno…” he stammered instantly. The thought of being tickled again mortified him. He could feel the pre-cum leaking against the insides of his shorts… He was glad the material was thick enough to hide it.
“What’s the problem? Just be honest with me… It’s not like I’ll get mad or anything…”
Yeah, the hell you wouldn’t. “I just…” his mind raced for an excuse, “…never thought about it.” God. Lame.
She raised her eyebrows in disbelief. “Tyyyy-ler… I don’t know if I believe you. But since I kind of like you… I’m going to give you the benefit of the doubt. So what we’re gonna do, right now, is think about it.” Her hand reached behind her, and with effortless movement, untied the knot of the cloth behind her neck. The cloth fell forward off of her chest and landed on Tyler’s stomach.
His mouth felt instantly dry as he stared up at her naked tits.
She brought her hands up to them, and held them up a little… Let them drop back down. They bounced slightly. “So what do you think? I know they’re bigger than hers… Do you like big tits or little tits?” she screwed up her eyes like she was concentrating overly hard.
“Tyler?” she asked innocently.
She leaned over slightly, making them hang over his face. One of her hands steadied herself against the bars of the headboard. She subtly moved her other hand back to his stomach, walking two of her fingers along. “Answer me?”
He paused a little too long, and she dug back into his abs, tickling him again. He laughed and groaned at the same time. And shamefully, despite all of it, desperately pushed his hips up into her. Unabashedly trying to hump against her…
“Ummm- I’m not sure if this is having the right effect anymore!” she teased. “Do I have to find some other way to make you talk?”
“No! No… I like, uh- all kinds…” he panted as he caught his breath. “Just depends on the girl…” Okay, nice. That was good… It was a tiny victory.
“I’m not laughing, Ty-ler. We’re not talking about some girl… We’re talking about me… Right here!” she brought her hand off the bedpost momentarily to swat the top of his head. “Now since you’re apparently too dense to make a decision on your own… I guess you’ll have to get a closer look…”
His eyes widened as he realized she was allowing her body to drop down, bringing her tits right to his face. “Now tell me… Do you like them? Look… Not even any tan lines…”
He stared mesmerized at her beautifully pale skin. Her nipples stood out invitingly… Is she horny? Does she actually get off on this?
“I hate tan lines… I know Maddie has them… She goes through all that effort for that silly tan, and then you get her naked… It’s like a funny tattoo or something… Don’t you like this better?” her voice was low. Seductive. “Why don’t you try a taste… Just a little kiss…” she leaned down lower, one nipple grazing his lips.
“It’s okay, Tyler… Nobody has to know…”
Would she tell Madison…? “I can’t…” He was clinging to his last shred of dignity.
“Come on, I’m begging you… It’s not like you have a choice… right? If I’m making you do it… It’s not wrong…” She intentionally pushed her ass backward into his erection again, eliciting a hiss of delight from him. And then he lost it. He gave her a tender kiss on her breast. And with one, came another. And another.
“Yeah… Kiss them all over… You can lick too…” she moved her chest side to side, forcing him to alternate his attention between her tits. “Don’t forget this one… Mmm… So have you decided yet, Tyler? Do you like mine more?”
In an attempt to not answer, he let out his tongue and began to enthusiastically lick across her nipple. She gasped out, “Ohhhh Tyler!” He had no will to stop his efforts with that kind of encouragement… And Amber’s lips melted into a sultry, open-mouthed smile and she tilted her head to the side and stared directly into the camera.
Madison had never been so confused in all her life. She knew she should be furious. Sick. Hurt. She watched her boyfriend squirm under her step-sister… His lips and tongue never leaving her breasts, her nipples. His hips rolled against the bed, trying desperately to push his unabashed erection against his shorts, against her. And now, on top of everything else, she knew her sister was mocking her… She looked into the camera right at her as she moaned…
But Madison couldn’t stop moaning herself. Becca was propped up on her knees in front of the chair, her hands running all over Madison’s stomach, sides, chest… She had already completely pulled away her bikini top. As soon as they watched Amber undress herself on the monitor, Becca cooed, “That looks like a good idea…”
Madison whispered pleas of resistance, but she knew it was pointless. And once she felt the first kiss against her nipple, her eyes rolled in her head from the velvet electricity that washed through her. “Uhnn… Please… B-Becca… I can’t…”
A tongue rolled over her left breast and warm lips enveloped her, sucking earnestly. Then she felt teeth gently nibble her achingly hard nipple. She cried out as the buzz made her body buck against the chair. Becca responded by gently holding her hips in place. “Well I love your breasts…” she reassured her. “And I know you love the way I’m making them feel right now…”
“Please…” Madison uttered, not knowing exactly what she was asking for.
“Did you ever think another girl could touch you like this? To make you feel this?” she began kissing all over her stomach, giving her long licks up the length of her abdomen and back up to her chest, worshiping her upper body. “I’ll do this whenever you want, Madison. You would be surprised at the things I’d do.”
“Have… a boyfriend…” she resisted.
Becca pulled herself up so her face met Madison’s. “I can share…” And she pushed their lips together, forcing a kiss onto her. Madison didn’t know how to react. She didn’t kiss back, but she didn’t stop her. “Besides,” she continued after breaking off, “Don’t you know that girls can always do it better? We understand… Boys are helpless…”
Madison was having a terrible time focusing on anything. Part of her desperately wanted to watch the computer screen and see what her step-sister was doing to her boyfriend. And yet still, it was hard to watch, she wasn’t convinced she wanted to know… To have those images stuck in her head. And then there was Becca, who wouldn’t stop attacking her body. I’m not a lesbian… I’m not gonna turn into one… Why won’t she stop…? She couldn’t… wouldn’t admit how good it felt. She tried to ignore it. Her body was on fire though. And finally when her captor gave her a few moments to relax and catch her breath, when the sensations had a chance to die down and let her regain some control… She realized she was getting wet. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.
“Stop…” she whimpered.
Becca sighed, and then tisked, “Why? Do you wanna be the only one not feeling good right now? I’m not gonna let that happen, baby…” She stood up and gave her some space. “You need to loosen up a little. I know there’s a minx inside you just dying to get out.” Her eyes roamed around the room. “Let’s see… You must have a little friend somewhere in here…”
What is she talking– Oh no…
“Now if you’re anything like me, you want it close by.” She walked behind the chair towards the bed. “Let’s check the nightstand first…”
Madison tried to crane her neck to watch her, but it was no use. She immediately began to blush. Please don’t find it… With nothing else to look at, she returned her attention to the monitor. Amber had finally leaned back up and stopped forcing (or at least Madison liked to think of it as forcing) Tyler to… pay attention to her breasts. Her step-sister was breathing kind of heavy, and she couldn’t help but notice the swell of her chest as it rose and fall. She knew her boyfriend was looking as well… Fucking bitch. No fair that she has boobs like that…
Becca called out. “Well nothing here yet… I guess you wouldn’t want it too accessible, after all. What about under the bed though… Hmmm…”
Madison heard more rustling behind her. Fuck! She grimaced, shutting her eyes. What is she gonna do with it… God this is humiliating…
“If I knew you were so… enthusiastic… I would have done this even sooner…” she heard Amber through the speakers. “Now I’m gonna need to know…” she rolled onto her back, lying parallel to Tyler, “…whose pussy you like better too…”
Madison watched in horrific fascination as Amber brought her knees up to her chest and wrapped her thumbs down her panties, slowly pulling them down her legs. She lazily had her head turned to look at Tyler, and he was looking back at her… though Madison could only see the back of his head from this angle. Is he saying something to her?
“Ah ha!” Becca cried triumphantly. “I foooound something… It’s little, and blue… and oh! It looks like it turns on!”
No, damn it, no!
Becca returned to Madison’s side, holding a small blue vibrator in her hand, grinning from ear to ear. “I have one a lot like this… Well, I have a few different kinds,” her eyes laughed, “but I’m pretty sure I know how you use this one.”
“Please Becca… That’s not- I mean- Just don’t…”
She twisted the bottom of it and turned it on a low hum. “Trust me Madison. This is going to be amazing.”
Madison’s body shook with nerves. What if she’s right… Whatever I took… It’s made me… She swallowed hard, feeling sudden butterflies in her stomach, and a warmth between her legs. She was too busy watching Becca to notice Amber on the computer. Her step-sister was again smiling wickedly into the camera as she straddled Tyler once more—this time completely nude.
“I can’t believe you’ve never seen a shaved one up close before!” she mocked him.
Tyler couldn’t believe how far this was going. He was flushed with frustration… He’d never been so teased in his life. Why do I even bother pretending…? It’s not like it wasn’t obvious how turned on he was. At this point, he wasn’t sure why he was resisting. If it was because of some loyalty to his girlfriend… because he didn’t want to give in to Amber’s games… because he just knew it was wrong?
She continued to hover over his face, giving him an unending view of her exposed slit. It glistened with wetness and his nostrils flared as he smelled her obvious arousal. “So do you like it this way? I’m sure you could ask Maddie… I mean, she at least trims, right?”
He refused to answer. She’d already asked if he likes girls clean shaven… His lame attempt to deflect the question earlier had only brought on this new humiliation. He sure as hell wasn’t going to admit that he liked it…
“I guess a landing strip is okay,” she mused to herself. “Becca had one for awhile… But I made her get rid of it. I just won’t go down on a girl with any hair… I think once you try it like this, you’ll agree with me.”
She said it so nonchalant that the message almost went over his head. Oh fuck, she really is going to make me. This is so fucked up… He rolled his tongue in his mouth in guilty anticipation.
” Tyyyy –ler… You’re not answering me again…” He suddenly felt her reach back and walk two fingers along his chest. She found the sensitive skin around his nipple and began lightly tickling. He jerked against his bonds and groaned. “You want to be tickled again? Don’t think I’ll stop so fast next time.”
“No…” he groaned. Last time she tickled him, his entire body tingled from the hyperventilation and he began seeing stars. And when she was done, his cock actually hurt from being so goddamn hard. Fuck, it’s still killing me… He had tried shifting his hips around in every possible direction, looking for some relief. When that didn’t work, he tried to move in a way to feel good… That didn’t help. What am I going to do? Make myself come in front of her?
She rolled down his body now, sitting again on his stomach. His abs felt the slickness between her legs rub onto him. “So do you like the way it looks?” she repeated.
Damn her. “Yeah.”
She squealed with delight. “Better without hair?”
He paused a little too long, and she menacingly flexed her fingers above his chest. “Yeah.”
“Yeah what? Yeah better?”
He sighed and nodded.
Her eyes fluttered closed for a minute and she bit her lip, rocking her body against his for a moment. “Reeeeally…. Say it again.”
Twisted slut is getting off on this. “Yeah. Better,” he repeated with sarcasm.
“Well then I guess there’s only one last thing to find out… Between me n’ Maddie, I mean.” She reached out to the headboard, grabbed on, and slid up his body. “Wanna know what it is?” she cooed.
I know what it is. “Huh,” he grunted neutrally.
“Don’t you think we need to find out who… tastes better?” she trailed off to a whisper as she said it.
And with that her legs were rest on both sides of his head, her pussy hovering just inches above him. But this time, he knew it was coming, and coming soon.
“Are you excited?” she asked huskily from above him.
He didn’t answer.
“Come on… Tell me.”
I can’t take this shit. Let’s just do this. “If you want it, get down here.”
She gasped. “Tyler! Come on… Don’t you want it? Don’t you want to know which pussy tastes better? Aren’t you dying to find out?”
Gimme a break. “Still can’t reach,” he retorted as flatly as possible.
“Tell me you want it, or else.”
He swallowed. I can’t take any more torture. Fuck this, I can’t take the bullshit either… I want this anyway… “I want it.”
“Want whaaaat?” she teased.
“I want to taste it.”
“Taste your goddamn pussy!” he hissed.
“Mmm… That’s a good boy…” she lowered herself down to Tyler’s face.
He didn’t waste any time. Without even thinking, he wrapped his mouth around her and laid his tongue flat against her slit. She let out a little gasp, and he continued by curling the tip of his tongue, back and forth, in and out. He lifted his head off the pillows and brought his attention up along the top edge of her, beginning then to suck between his lips.
She cried out at that. “Ah!… Yeah! Suck me, you bad boy… Eat me out… Taste me…”
Her dirty talk spurred him on. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he was rationalizing, if I can just make her come… She’ll calm down. She won’t want anything else. Maybe then I can go. But more than that, his lust was taking over. And even some of his anger. He wanted to make her come. He wanted to experience this… To teach her he wasn’t just some toy, but someone that could really get her off.
So he gave her his all. He dove his tongue as far into her as he could, tried to fuck her with it. He licked everywhere he could reach, sucked along every inch of her sex. He kissed her slit, the inside of her thighs, blew on her, and dove back in. She moaned, giggled, cooed… Her body rocked against him, and her legs would tense up and tremble whenever he did something she liked.
“This is- is so bad… You- oh!… are really getting in- into this…” she panted. “I don’t- mmh… know if little Maddie des- ah!- deserves this…”
It pissed him off. But it drove him to work even harder. Fuck you. Fuck you! He homed in on the little area that made her shake the most. He alternated flicking his tongue forward and back, side to side. His jaw started to get sore, and keeping it up wasn’t easy… But the more he did it, the less Amber was able to talk. She just pushed her body further down into him, squeezing her legs a little more.
“Shit…” she whispered.
She was wet before. Now she was abruptly soaking. He ragged breathing turned into extremely short and quick gasps and pants, and Tyler felt her entire body go rigid, holding in one spot against his face. His mouth opened wider against her; he was smiling at his triumph. Take that you cunt… He began to slow his attention against her… but she made no effort to move off him. And so he didn’t stop.
It was quiet for a few seconds… and then she breathed, “You’re going to do that again.”
Madison’s pillow was soaked. Her face was glowing red from embarrassment and heat. Her breathing was heavy, her wrists and ankles sore. Becca was ruthless. She started with the vibrator on a fairly low setting, and ran it along Madison’s bikini briefs over the fabric. She had never felt anything like it. Her nerves were sharper than she thought possible. It was almost better than sex, and it wasn’t even direct contact. God, god, god, god. She just moaned and squirmed in the chair, almost all rational thought bleeding out of her.
She managed to catch sight of the monitor from time to time, when her eyes weren’t screwed shut from the intense pleasure radiating from between her legs. Her mouth involuntarily watered as she saw her step-sister rock against Tyler’s face. Hearing Amber moan from Tyler’s tongue was driving her up the wall… But she couldn’t concentrate in the slightest. Her body burned with jealousy, but more than anything, she was pissed that it was Amber that was coming and not… oh god he’s going to make her do it again…
Becca giggled. “I know what it’s like… At some point, you get so horny that… I guess anything starts to turn you on, huh? I mean… God, you have to admit… those two are hot right now… going at it like that…”
“Shhh–…” Madison tried to say ‘Shut up’ but that’s all she could make out before her body trembled out of control again.
“Okay okay, I’ll give you more. Sorry baby, but I just have this, um, little kink for teasing. I think you can see where I got it from…” she nodded her head towards the computer. “Just try to relax your body a little bit… This might kinda feel like a shock.”
She pulled the vibrator away and grabbed Madison’s bikini bottoms. Hooking her finger underneath the fabric, by the inside of her thigh, she slowly pulled it off to the side. “It’d be nice to just take these off, but that won’t work right now,” she giggled to herself.
Madison moaned as the cool air came into contact with her increasingly exposed sex. She was beyond embarrassment now. She could barely comprehend her own shame… All she knew was heat and wetness at that moment. Her eyes dropped down to watch. Becca was looking giddy as possible, inspecting between her legs like she just unwrapped a present.
“Looks good enough to taste,” she suggested cutely, “But not just yet…” The sound of the vibrator’s steady buzz clicked back on. Becca blew softly between Madison’s legs and made her quiver. “Just tell me if you’re close, okay? Promise?”
The tip touched against her naked slit, and her eyes dimmed out into a blurry tunnel vision. Her legs desperately trying to squeeze closed against it. Her hips crudely pushed forward, causing her to slouch uncomfortably in the chair. She didn’t even recognize her own voice as cracked, uneven moans filled the room.
And it only lasted for a few seconds. Becca quickly drew away from her, forcing her to catch her breath and sit back up further. Then she’d give it again. Madison managed to cry out, “S-s-s-stop!” But she didn’t know what she meant. She had never felt so lewd in her life, but she was dying to come. She really wanted Becca to stop pulling off of her.
The sound off the computer was largely ignored; Amber’s steady yelps and coos becoming a sort of pornographic soundtrack to the room. But suddenly she practically shouted, “Yes!! Again you bastard! Make me- ah! Ah!! Fucking come!…”
Becca had just pushed the vibrator back against Madison, but was distracted by the sound and turned around to look. She watched in lust as Amber’s body tensed up, her hands clenching the bedposts desperately as she ground on Tyler’s face in little circles. Becca’s heart pounded in her chest at the sight as she stared, watching the sight unfold, and then…
Madison shrieked from behind her.
Becca’s head snapped back around to see her captive convulsing in the chair. She reflexively took the toy away, not meaning to push her over the edge. It was too late though. Madison cried out an indignant, ‘N-n-nooo-f-f-f-fuck!’ at the removal of the sensation, but it didn’t matter.
Her pussy spasmed on its own, desperately humping against the pillow and the air against a phantom touch. Madison’s whines as she came were almost pitiful. Her body’s frustration at the lack of pressure between her legs filled her senses… The climax felt unjustly cheapened, even though her legs and stomach shook for far longer than any normal come she could give herself.
Becca watched on with a surprised smile. “You bitch,” she laughed, “You weren’t supposed to do that. I was saving that!”
Madison breathed heavily, catching her breath and her composure the best she could. As her extreme high slipped away from her, she pulled together some thought. Christ. Christ. That was good… I can’t believe I just… Her eyes tilted up to the monitor. That bitch. I’m so fucked up. I was watching it… I’m- I’m…
“Don’t worry,” Becca disrupted her thoughts. “You’re not done…”
Oh god, I can’t again… She dropped her face down to Becca, watching her giddy face light up as she brought the vibrator back on. Madison wasn’t a complete stranger to multiple orgasms, but they were usually a few little ones. Nothing like what she just had… Her pussy was still tingling from the stimulation. “I don’t- I… I…” she sighed, not being able to make a coherent sentence.
“Trust me. I know what it’s like… I’ll be gentle.” Becca steadied herself with one hand on Madison’s leg, caringly squeezing it as she brought the toy back between her legs. “I’ll start slow… I don’t think it will take long though,” she chuckled.
Madison’s felt the fire shoot back through her body as soon as her pussy felt the contact. “Fuck…” she exhaled, struggling again in her bonds.
Amber was sitting on Tyler’s lap, his erection pushed up against his shorts, between her legs. She didn’t say anything about it, but she kept rocking her hips back and forth, giving him teases of stimulation. “Mmm… I have to admit, that was a lot better than I expected, Tyler… You’ve got me all flushed!”
He didn’t know how to respond. He was still trapped, unbearably horny, his mouth coated in Amber’s wetness. His mind tried to come to grips with the situation, that he just ate out his girlfriend’s step-sister. How could he possibly survive this… Is there any way she wouldn’t find out? Is there any way I’m ever gonna fucking come?
“You know what?” she thought out loud. “I think I even want a little taste of what that was like for you!” She leaned over, lying completely on top of him, and brought her mouth up to his. He tilted his head slightly to the side in a feeble attempt at resisting, but her lips caught him anyway.
It was not the sweet kind of kiss he was used to. She pressed hard into him, her mouth staying closed only for a moment. He allowed her to pry him open, and suddenly she was sucking on his lower lip. He heard a low moan from her, and then squirmed as she teasingly bit down on him. Before he knew it, her tongue was running along the bite, then into his mouth, forcing his to wrestle with hers. She’s a fucking animal! As soon as she broke off the kiss, he uttered a shocked, “Jesus!”
Her breath felt warm against his already hot face. “What?” she asked coyly. “Doesn’t your girlfriend kiss you like that?”
His bewildered look was all the answer she needed.
“Oh… How boring. Well here, let me give you something a little more familiar,” and she rolled her eyes as she leaned over and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. “Is that better? Does that remind you of Maddie?”
He grimaced uncomfortably. God she’s a bitch but… I’m such an asshole.
As if reading his mind, she reminded him, “Oh you’re fine. It’s not like you’re cheating or anything. You’re stuck. Who could blame you? I know I’m such a bad girl for taking such advantage of you…” She licked her lips. “You know… that kinda gave me an idea!”
She rolled off of him and got on her knees next to his legs. “I mean, since we’ve already kissed… We might as well figure out which mouth you like better overall. I can think of one little way to seal the deal!” She traced one finger down his stomach to the waist of his shorts. “I bet you can think of it too,” she winked.
His heart sped up in anticipation. God, is she really going to do it? She began to unfasten the velcro that tied his board shorts together. The slow, steady snapping as each inch became undone made his mind race. I don’t even care anymore… Like she said… I can’t do anything about it. Might as well fuckin’ enjoy it. It’s Madison’s own damn fault that we took those drinks anyway…
Amber pulled the shorts down a little bit at a time, first revealing his pubic hair. “Getting closer,” she hummed cutely. The base of his cock was visible now. “The funny thing is… This probably wouldn’t work if you weren’t enjoying yourself a little bit!” She reached down with one hand and gently wrapped her fingers around his hilt. He flinched excitedly. “Don’t worry. I know you can’t help it. I’m sure… anyone would understand.”
He sprung free and sighed at the relief. His erection twitched in the open, desperate for attention. She held him as delicately as possible. “My my! I could always tell something nice was hiding under there!” she stroked him up and down, just once. “But I didn’t realize my little sister was keeping all of this to herself… So selfish!”
She bent over, pushing her ass out toward the front of the bed, where Tyler couldn’t help but gawk. Her face hovered in closer to his cock. “How often does she go down on you?” she licked the tip of him.
He groaned and shook excitedly.
“I would hope a lot, considering how good you give it!” This time she licked along his entire shaft. “Does she finish you off?” Another long lick, this time punctuated with kisses along the middle. “Does she swallow?” She wrapped her mouth around the top inch and let her tongue swirl around it.
“Christ!” he grunted.
She let off. “Hmm… What kind of answer was that? I guess I’ll have to try again!” She took him in once more, this time bringing nearly half of his hard-on into her mouth. He tried to push his hips up to force more of himself in, but she wrapped one hand around the bottom of his cock and firmly pressed down on his pelvic bone. She kept him at that state for a few moments, bobbing her head slightly, sucking with just enough force to make him moan.
He growled, trying not to give into her game. Man, just tell her what you want… What’s the point resisting!? But some part of him just wouldn’t let go of that tiny shred of honor he still thought he had.
Amber let him slip out of her mouth again. She took in a deep breath, “Okay… How is it so far? I don’t think it’s fair that I’m going through all this trouble and you aren’t even giving me a hint!”
He needed more. Badly. “I… dunno. Haven’t had enough to judge yet…” Did I really say that?
Her eyes narrowed as they twinkled. “Tyler, Tyler, Tyler. I think you’re coming along nicely.” She ducked back down and wrapped her mouth around him, pushing more than half into her. Tyler groaned shakily as her head rose up and down, her warm mouth attentively sucking on him, making him see stars.
Then a devil inside of him broke out, just for a second. “Ahh… Even M-Madison can do this…”
She made a shocked squeal around his dick, squeezed her hand firmly around the base of him, and took even more in. Oh Jesus FUCK! He was almost completely inside her… Just the slim edge where her fingers still held him and… GOD! She let go, bringing both her hands to his hips and digging her nails into his skin. He tried with all his will to relax and not buck wildly into her.
His eyes were screwed shut and his mouth hung open. I can come… I’m gonna… He felt it building up inside of him, and he clenched his muscles in expectation.
And Amber reacted.
Her fingernails dug into him even harder, to the point of causing pain. And her enthusiastic sucking stopped… her mouth slowly dragging all the way off of him, leaving his cock exposed to the air. The coolness washed over him, and the sudden shock of her not following through made him curse, “Ahh—fuck!!”
“Uh oh, I think you’re getting a little too into this, Ty-ler!” she sat back up. “You weren’t trying to… Trying to finish, were you?” Her body turned to the side, giving him a sideways glance of utter mischief.
He stared at her in disbelief. The more this went on, the hotter she got. Her smooth skin was flawless, her curves bending in all the right places. She was thin and lithe where she needed to be, curvy everywhere else. Her tits were full and perky, but still hung heavy… Her nipples still hard, the areolas still glistening slightly from his saliva. Her long legs and stomach emphasized everything in perfect proportion, she was just so…
“That would be very bad of you. That would practically be cheating! You’re not supposed to get yourself off, you bad boy!” She smiled wickedly, her fingers lazily stroking his erection, but giving it no substantial relief. “Now. Try to concentrate! Whose mouth do you like better?”
He scowled at her, boiling with frustration. “Bitch!” he spat.
She was completely unfazed. “Aww, what’s wrong? You were so sure of yourself a couple minutes ago… What did you say? Even Madison can do that!” she imitated his voice mockingly. “Something tells me you were a little too quick to judge, huh?” She squeezed his cock again, and he pushed up into her grip.
“Look at you. You’re desperate. How long have you wanted me, anyway? You like my tits better. You like my pussy better. You like my mouth better. Is there anything you don’t want more with me?”
Her insulting infuriated him. “Shut up, you fucking…”
She gave him a pout. “Oooh… fucking what?”
Amber stared at him, some of the playful gleam melting out of her eyes. “Slut, huh?” She threw her leg over him, mounting over his lap again. “You should talk, asshole. You’re the one with the girlfriend.” Her hand callously grabbed his hard-on and guided it between her legs.
“You think because you haven’t said much that I don’t think you’re begging me to get you off?” She positioned him right against her slit, which was still completely wet. “Well if you think I’m a slut, I guess I’ll act the part then, stud.” She said it with such derision that he couldn’t help but feel belittled.
It didn’t matter. He couldn’t stop the sounds of pleasure coming out of his throat as she thrust down onto him, pushing him entirely into her.
Madison was covered in sweat. The skin around her bonds were raw. Her muscles were sore from all the struggling, from being stuck in the chair. She wasn’t even positive that she hadn’t blacked out for a few seconds here and there. Despite Becca’s efforts, she managed to come once more. She just wasn’t quick enough at taking away the stimulation, and Madison’s body quivered and gushed again, on its own.
Becca pretended to be angry, but couldn’t stop murmuring to her. “God, you’re so fucking hot. Watching your little body squirm like this… Jesus, you have no idea. If you could see yourself, baby… Oh-my-god I am so hot right now…”
From time to time, Madison was able to focus long enough on the computer screen to take in her boyfriend’s situation. She was mortified by the raw sexual encounter going on between those two. Humiliated that she never gave him anything like that herself. Disgusted that Tyler was giving in… Horrified that she, herself, was turned on by it… Even if it was the drugs, or Becca, or whatever…
She had a brief feeling of vindication when Tyler called her a bitch, a slut. But her heart did flips when she saw Amber get on top of him. She’s going to fuck him. After everything that whore has done, she’s going to fuck him. But then her thoughts vaporized from Becca’s renewed teasing. She couldn’t focus on what was being said through the speakers anymore… Just that Amber was holding still and saying something to him.
“I am so… Fuck this, I need something too,” Becca moaned. She took the vibrator away and Madison’s eyes rolled to watch it go. Becca pulled up the hem of her tiny skirt and adjusted her underwear, then slipped the vibrator between her legs and out of Madison’s sight. Almost immediately, she sighed, “Ahh- yesss…”
Her back arched while she sat there on her knees, her eyes closed as she smiled to herself, playing with herself. It didn’t take her any time at all to start huffing in little pants. She bit her lip and muted a pleased squeak, then fluttered her eyes back open. “Yeah… I needed that,” she sighed happily.
I can never use that vibrator again.
Her smile widened. “And I think I need another…” The buzz clicked on again under her skirt and she made a content moan. “What about you? I have an idea!” she moved up closer to the chair, leaning her face in to kiss Madison’s thighs. “This way, we both have some fun…”
Oh no… “Oh! Ohhh…”
Becca laid her tongue against Madison’s exposed pussy. She kissed her, licked her, and moaned into her. Madison’s brain shut down. All she knew was the pleasure between her legs, whether she wanted it or not. And this time it wasn’t a tease at all. The intensity of the consistent attention brought her off before she was even ready for it. She cried out from the sensations, begged in her mind for it to both stop and go on… Becca made her come again within a minute. And she kept licking, seeing how far she could push her.
Amber barely rolled her hips against him. He scowled and twisted vainly against the bed. She’s so fuckin’ wet… Why won’t she just FUCK… Teasing bitch!
“How is it, huh? Finally fucking me? When did you first imagine this?” She gave him a moment to answer, but gave up. “Was it at the pool? No, I know it was before that. I know how you look at me. Was it the first time we met? Was the ever a time you didn’t want me?” She flexed her fingers and put them against his abs. “Do we need to go back to this?”
His muscles tensed up immediately, but it didn’t help. She began to lightly tickle him, and he thrashed under her. His cock pulsed, but she somehow kept him right where she wanted him; unable to get off. His wrists yanked against the cuffs again, and even though they were soft and fuzzy, it hurt. His body couldn’t take it. “S-stop!” he cried.
She did. “Okay. Answer me then. Do you jerk off to me?”
Bitch. “Why do you even- ah… care?”
Her body tightened up against him, dropping into him further, making him groan with the pressure he needed. “You answer me, and I’ll give you what you want. Be an asshole, and we’ll just see what happens. So tell me…” she softened her voice, “Do you think of me when you fuck her? Even just one little time?”
He cracked. I can’t take this anymore. “Yes,” he gritted his teeth.
She smiled. “Good boy. It’s okay to be honest. In fact…” she ran her hands along his chest and pulled herself up and down his cock, “…it would be bad to lie. And you don’t want to be bad. Maddie doesn’t like bad boys.” Her body came down to lie flat on him as she slowly fucked him. She lowered her voice a little bit, “But I guess you don’t care what she likes right now, do you?”
His stomach turned. Crazy bitch always has to bring up her sister… Every time he was about to let go, she brought his guilt back to the forefront. “God, you can’t… You can’t tell her, Amber…” he pleaded.
She almost laughed. “Oh I won’t say a word. I promise!” She pulled her body back up. “Besides… Like I said… You’re not cheating, right? Not unless you come… Do you wanna come, Tyler?”
He gawked at her, eying her body up and down, thinking he’s never had such a goddamn fox riding him before. “Jesus…” he moaned.
“No. Say my name.”
“Better. Now… Do you wanna come?”
“Yes,” he hissed.
“Am I a better fuck than Madison?”
He swallowed, “Yes…”
“You know if you come, it’ll be cheating, right?”
He pushed his hips into her. She was holding her body still again, taunting him. “Please…”
“Ah ah… aaaaanswer me. It’ll be cheating?”
“So Tyler, you’re asking me to help you cheat?”
“Please what? I just need to know what you need, baby. You’re asking me to help you cheat, right?”
“So you want to cheat on your girlfriend?”
“Fuck! Just… Fuck me already!”
She give him a pitying look. “Oh Tyler, you’re almost there! You’re so close!” she purred, starting to rock against him again. “Just tell me… You want to cheat on your girlfriend?
“You want to cheat on little Maddie?”
“Fuck…” he couldn’t believe his own ears. “Yes…”
Amber was riding him faster now, smiling impishly. “Oh baby, it feels good to be honest, doesn’t it? I can feel you tensing up…”
She was right. He felt the sensations bubbling up inside of him… How does she do that… She knows exactly how to move…
“I’ll give it to you, Tyler… Just tell me you wanna come. Tell me you want me to make you come.”
” Uhhn… I need it… Please…”
“Say my name.”
“Who do you want to make you come? Me or Madison?”
“Tyyyy-ler… Say my name…”
“Fuck! Amber! I want you! Make me come, Amber! Christ!…”
It was like her pussy reacted to his voice and hugged around his cock. Suddenly she felt so tight, and she crushed herself against him. “Do it… Come… Cheat with me!”
He felt his entire being drop through his body, flush up between his legs, and pour out of him. No words came out; just one long cracked grunt. His mind was blown as powerful waves of cum shot out of him; more than he was ever used to. He felt like he was drenching her, seeing stars behind his eyelids…
His body finally relaxed and sunk back into the bed, no longer tensing into Amber. He became acutely aware of how dry his mouth was, and the sheen of sweat covering his entire body. Wow… Amber continued to rest on him, still tranquilly rocking her body. It didn’t feel like fucking anymore but he was surprised that he was still hard enough to last. Especially after all that.
“So was it worth it?” she broke the silence. “I mean, betraying Maddie and all?” Her voice was casually indifferent. She ran her hands up his chest, then walked a pair of her fingers underneath his chin and tauntingly tickled him there. “Hmm?”
Tyler sighed, “Like I had a choice…”
She got off of him, standing up to the side of the bed. “Oh you had a choice, baby. I may have stuck you on the bed, but you just think about everything you said.” He watched her walk over to her dresser, making zero effort to hide her nude body, and pull out a key. “And just imagine trying not to think about this next time you’re with her. And the time after that… And the time after that…”
She walked up to him and leaned over to his handcuffs. He guiltily looked up at her, staring at her tits, remembering all the attention he gave them… “So that’s it?” he croaked. “You’re gonna let me go?”
“Sure, do whatever the hell you want. I had my fun.
Madison sat limply in the chair. There was not an ounce of energy left in her. She didn’t know how many times she came… Seven times? Eight? She had always considered it a great night if she ever managed four with Tyler. Her emotions were shot.
Becca gently untied her, one bond at a time. With each release, she lovingly caressed, kissed, and massaged the irritated skin that was uncovered. Madison made no effort to move… She just accepted the attention, defeated. Becca was gushing at her, “That was really amazing… You were amazing! If you ever want to play again… I mean, any time… You know I’m up for it,” she laughed, “Like I could resist a hottie like you!”
She was completely untied now, blankly watching the monitor. Tyler was sitting on the edge of the bed, rubbing his wrists… still erect.
“I’m going to go get you some water… Don’t get up too fast!” Becca warned, and then trotted out of the room.
Her boyfriend and step-sister were both off the bed now. He was looking sheepishly around, not sure how to act. His hands fumbled with his shorts, trying to comfortably stuff his erection back down. Amber brushed up against him and giggled. “You don’t want more, do you?”
He turned his body away from her, silent.
“Because I’ll give it to you again. All you have to do is ask… I mean, what’s the harm now? You’ve already cheated on her. You might as well at least walk away from it satisfied…”
He looked at her menacingly, but said nothing.
“I’m not gonna tell her,” she reassured. “She’d think I was full of shit anyway. I mean, she’d have to see all this to believe it… and she’s not in here, now is she?”
He could be heard quietly muttering, “…I can’t believe this.”
Amber moved toward the desk where the webcam must have been hidden and set up. She braced her arms against the edge of the wood and enticingly pushed out her ass. “It’s just you and me, Tyler…”
Madison watched as her boyfriend walked up behind her. One of his hands was hidden behind her body, and the other reached out to steady himself on her shoulder. Amber’s lips parted open and she moaned an unexpected, “Oooh… You didn’t even- ah! Ask!”
Her step-sister’s body began to rock against the desk, and her eyes focused into an evil smile as she stared straight into the camera. “Oh yeah- Oh Tyler… You bad boy! Fucking me all on your own…”
Madison managed to pull herself off the chair and jab the power button on the computer. Her step-sister’s face disappeared into a black screen, her taunting cut off into silence. She stood there, body still not knowing how to react… But sure of one thing. Somehow she had to get back at Amber.
Becca returned with a glass in hand and brought it to Madison, glancing at the computer and appearing somewhat concerned. Madison lazily took the drink and sipped it. Realizing at that how thirsty she really was, she gulped the rest down in seconds. She then let her arm drop back down and carelessly drop the glass to the floor. It landed with a harmless thud on the carpet.
She glared at Becca. “Why me?”
Becca forced a smile. “You’re so fucking hot and… Maybe I’m a little bit of a nymph…”
A dark thought crossed her mind. “Hotter than Amber?”
Becca’s cheeks turned pink. “Well, maybe more my type…”
A vindictive spirit surged inside of her. “So you’d rather fool around with me than her, huh?”
She nodded, intrigued but taken aback.
“What would you give for me to… to…” she looked down at Becca’s skirt, then straightened her shoulders with renewed confidence. “To return the favor?”
Becca grinned nervously. “Are you serious?”
“What do you want…?”
“You have to… cut it off with my step-sister. You’re done with her. Tell her you want to be with me instead.”
She blinked in disbelief. “You mean… For how long?”
“Finished,” Madison snapped. “You want to be with me? Tell Amber to go fuck herself.”
Becca visibly wrestled with the notion, not sure what game was being played.
Madison saw the doubt on her face and took a step right up against her, brushing her hand underneath Becca’s skirt and touching her thigh and ass. “Right now. I will… I will go down on you. I’ll do whatever you want. But you have to decide me or her.”
Becca shuddered in a moment of weakness. “You…” she whispered.
Madison’s eyes flashed and she smiled inwardly. “Get on the bed,” she told her.
She thought about her step-sister and her boyfriend. You take mine, I take yours, bitch.