“And get out of the way, will ya? This is an awesome episode.”
“But. I. You. She. GRRRRR!” Lauren growled as she stormed off.
Saturday Evening
“May I suck your cock, DJ?”
“Wow, Lauren, you sure clean up nice.” She did. Remembering his fondness for her sport of choice, she was wearing her cheerleading uniform, though from his position lying on the couch it was apparent she’d skipped the panties. From the way her tits jiggled every step she too, it was clear she’d foregone the bra too. She’d smeared on enough makeup for a middle schooler at her first sock hop, and had her hair up in pig tails.
“Thanks!” she said, literally skipping over, pompoms in hand, her every step a feast for the eyes right up until she landed next to him, sliding into the splits gracefully. While holding the position, she undid his pants and released his cock.
As she began her blowjob, she wasn’t sparing on the theatric appreciation of his taste—“mmmm!”—or his girth—“oh god I can’t wait to get this monster inside me!”—or her gratitude for being allowed to blow him—“you’re so sweet to let me get a second chance to suck you off.” He took a pigtail in each hand and thrust softly; Lauren sweetly allowed her step-brother to fuck her pretty face.
Eventually his arms got tired; he let her take the affair back into her own control. Instead, she let his glistening length slide out from between her lips. “Well now, looks like you’re good and ready for me,” she said, teeth gleaming at him between bright red lips.
“I sure am,” DJ replied, seizing her pig tails again and guiding her mouth back onto his cock. Her eyes widened in surprise, but of course, she went along with it. He didn’t like to think that he enjoyed it more now that she was realizing he still didn’t intend to give her what she wanted, but… sure enough, not a minute later her cheeks were puffing out with a thorough dousing of his cum.
He held her there until she swallowed, then relinquished his grip. “What the hell, DJ! You weren’t supposed to finish!”
“What the fuck is ‘supposed to’?”
“You were supposed to fuck me, damnit!”
“Huh. You should’ve said so.” He shrugged.
“I did earlier! You complained about how I was dressed, and I know how you are about the uniform, and you said you wanted me to suck you off first, so I did that too!”
“Oh, I meant then, not whenever you got around to it. You wanna get fucked, you need to earn it.”
“If you were any other guy…” She glared. “FINE. What do I need to do to earn it?”
“Well, I’ve had your mouth; I still want a titty-fuck and an ass-fuck before I think I’m ready to cave to your demands.”
“What! You want me to get you off three times before you even penetrate me?”
“Um, Lauren, maybe you’re unclear about what ass-fucking means…”
“That doesn’t count. Why can’t we just have sex? I’m hot, right? And I’m willing. Right here, in my little uniform, wet and ready. Come on, DJ. You owe me.”
“Morgan, tell your daughter to quit being such a selfish cunt.”
“Quit being a selfish cunt, Lauren,” Morgan’s voice came from the next room.
“DAMNIT!” Lauren stomped off once again.
Saturday Night
“Fine. Let’s just do this.”
DJ stirred, having been half-asleep, still lounging on the couch. Morgan had evidently come and put a blanket over him at some point when he’d nodded off—thoughtful of her. Now, Lauren stood over him. She was completely naked, and utterly impatient.
“Do what?” he said, rubbing his eyes.
“I feel bad for being grouchy at you earlier, and I’m horny out of my mind. Plus it’s fucking bizarre that you are so apathetic about fucking me because I am an amazing lay and you fucking know it.”
“Well, I told you what I wanted.”
“You did. I’m ready. Do you want my tits first, or my ass? I brought some lube, either way.”
“Oh, that ship has sailed, Lauren.”
“Wait… does that mean you’re not going to make me do those things?” She brightened.
“It does.”
“Finally!” she said, settling on top of him. Damn, the bitch was exactly as hot as she thought he was. Only months of availability of any piece of ass he could want have him the resolve to dump her off his lap.
“You misunderstand. It means I don’t want to fuck your tits or ass any more; I still want some T&A before you get your turn. So if you want a ride before I go back to school tomorrow, you better hurry your ass up and find me a damn fine sample of both.”
Her nostrils flared angrily, but she had finally learned her lesson and kept her voice cool. “All right. So… what about Mom? She’s got big tits, big ass. Let’s whistle and see if she comes running, eh?”
“Geez, Lauren—awfully eager to pimp out your mom,” DJ said as Morgan’s voice came from the guest room, “I heard that young lady!”
She gritted her teeth. “Fine. Do you want me to just comb the streets then?”
“I think you know what I want.”
She frowned. “Come on. Please not that.”
“Not what?” he asked innocently.
“Don’t make me call my friends over for you to molest them.”
DJ laughed. “Don’t be a drama queen, Laur. Nobody’s making you do anything, and nobody’s going to make them do anything. But if you do, I want you to tell them exactly what you want and why you want it. Honesty is important between friends.”
“This is why you don’t have any.”
“Good night, Lauren.” He rolled over and pulled the blanket up.
“No no no no no wait!” she said quickly. “OK, fine, fine fine, just lemme get my phone.” She scurried away, returning a moment later, already in the midst of typing a group text to Jody and Brianne.
Lauren: hey u guyz up?
Lauren: wake up wake up wake up
Lauren: cmon it’s barely after midnight u losers answer ur phones already
Update: Technically Sunday Morning
Jody: What’s up? Is everything OK?
Lauren: rock—now we need bri—like NOW. crazy urgent
Jody: you’re freaking me out—is something wrong?
Lauren: this is kinda awkward but
Lauren: i need u guyz to come do stuff 2 DJ
Brianne: well why didnt you just say so? lol
Lauren: i knew u were screening ur txts u bitch lol
Jody: What “stuff” does DJ want us to do…? Or maybe I don’t need to ask hehehe
“Be nice and clear, Lauren. No more trying to mislead people, no more being selfish,” DJ admonished.
Lauren: he wants to fuck ur tits jodes and bri’s butt
Lauren: and im not allowed to fuck him until u do and i have to convince u