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“In here,” Maya commanded.
Leading me by the wrist, my sister pulled me into… the women’s bathroom, located right next to the women’s locker room. I held my breath but fortunately, it was empty.
The lack of urinals was the biggest thing that differentiated it from the one I normally use. That and it smelled better. A lot better. I didn’t have a lot of time to take it in before Maya pulled me into the last stall and pushed me down on the closed toilet seat.
We were both still sweaty from practice and I was incredibly horny from staring at her barely dressed body for nearly an hour. Judging by the dark spot in her running shorts that was more than just sweat, she was, too.
Only bothering to push down our pants as much as physically necessary, Maya straddled me. The moment my cock slid in her, she closed her eyes and let out a sigh. I coated my middle finger in my mouth and reached around her to worm it inside her ass, just the way she liked it.
“I wish you had two dicks,” Maya laughed.
“If I cum before you do, you’re finishing in my ass.”
“Deal,” I said, reaching up to play with her nipples.
The door to the bathroom opened and I froze. Maya continued, unperturbed. I wondered if there was any situation that she couldn’t master. After everything I tried, I wasn’t sure.
“Maya? You in here?” Sam called out.
Sam was also on the track team, joining the same year Maya did. They weren’t friends as far as I was aware but they were on friendly terms. Before Maya, Sam had been an occasional visitor in one of my fantasies.
Not that I wanted anyone to catch me fucking my sister but if I had a choice, it definitely wouldn’t be Sam.
“Yeah,” Maya called out.
“You busy? I can come back later.”
“No, what’s up?”
Not busy? I raised an eyebrow at her but she just grinned at me. Footsteps came closer and Maya rode me harder. Her fingers dug into my shoulders.
“It’s actually about your brother,” Sam said.
The voice was really close. Through the bottom gap of the door, I saw the soles of Sam’s running shoes. She was right on the other side. I held my breath.
“What do you want with Buttface?” Maya asked, sticking out her tongue at me.
“Do you know if he has a girlfriend?”
Both of us raised our eyebrows at that. Did I have a girlfriend? Was Maya my girlfriend?
Silently, I mouthed “you” at Maya. She shook her head.
“No, he doesn’t. To be honest, I don’t think he’s ever had a girlfriend before,” Maya lied.
“Oh,” Sam squeaked. “Does he, uh, have a boyfriend?”
Maya giggled. I frantically shook my head but Maya just grinned. I squeezed her nipple until she winced and her eyes watered.
“No,” Maya said in a high-pitched squeal and I let go. “He’s not gay. As far as I know. Why?”
“I wanted to know if you’d be okay with me asking him out for coffee sometime.”
“Really? Him?” Maya guffawed.
“I think he’s kinda cute.”
Sam thought I was cute? That was a surprise. Though it was hard to think about the possibility of dating Sam with Maya squeezing my dick.
“Well…” Maya said and hesitated, rolling her eyes at me, “okay.”
“Really?” Sam said, sounding surprised.
“Yeah. Why not? It’s about time my baby brother lost his virginity,” Maya laughed loudly.
“Do you always have to be so…” Sam groaned from the other side but thought better of finishing that sentence. “Thanks!”
And then we were alone again. Maya still occasionally giggled, muttering “virgin” under her breath. She was moving slower but in no way less stimulating.
“I’d rather date you,” I said, waiting long enough to make sure Sam was out of earshot.
“That’s because you’re an idiot,” Maya said, pinching me in the side. “You still haven’t gotten it, have you? We can never date. Ever.”
“Sure but I’m not gonna date someone else while we’re… you know,” I said, thrusting my hip.
“Is it because you’re not man enough to handle two women?” Maya teased.
“Are you saying you want me to date Sam?”
“I don’t care what you do,” Maya snapped at me. “I am unflappable.”
The door opened and both of us went quiet. Maya did not stop riding me, however. It seemed to be just one person using the faucet, until we suddenly heard a high-pitched squeal of disgust.
“What?” another person asked. It was Sonya.
“Check out what Craig just sent me,” the squealer said. It was Greta.
“Eww,” Sonya said but after a short pause continued, “is it really that big?”
“Yeah,” Greta said.
“You’ve seen it?”
“I made the mistake of hooking up with him last spring break. He’s been sending me dick pics ever since.”
“And you don’t want that beauty?”
“Ugh, I forgot how much of a size queen you are. Fucking slut.”
“I haven’t gotten laid all week, I’m not a slut!”
Grinning, Maya leaned in close.
“I’ve seen Craig’s dick. Yours is bigger,” Maya whispered. “And I changed my mind. Cum in my pussy with your big cock.”
It didn’t take me long after that topkapı escort to finish inside her, listening to Greta and Sonya chatter about their sex lives.
As nice as Sam was, I couldn’t stop thinking about my sister. All evening long, I had been picturing the look on Maya’s face when I showed up arm in arm with Sam. It wasn’t fair to my date, I knew that, but it was what my sister wanted.
At least that’s how I had interpreted her hints. She wanted me to humiliate her and what was more humiliating than spending a romantic evening with another woman?
Dinner had been nice and we mostly talked about running. I have known Sam for over a year, so we didn’t have to do a lot of chit-chatting. She was an only child and a year older than Maya, though she repeated several times she didn’t think of me at all like a “baby brother.”
All in all, it was going well. I just wish I could have enjoyed it the way I would have just a month prior.
When we drove up to the house, the light upstairs in Maya’s room was off. Sam parked the car on the curb and I used the opportunity to take another look at Maya’s room. Ever so slightly, the curtain moved and I knew she was watching.
“Nice house,” Sam commented.
“Yup. Lived there my entire life.”
“Reminds me of back home.”
I unlocked the door and entered, hoping the coast was clear. The sound of a movie came from the living room, which was a good sign.
“Let’s go straight upstairs unless you really want to meet my parents.”
Sam giggled and slipped out of her shoes. Upstairs, I snuck a glance at Maya’s room but the door was firmly shut. Light penetrated through the gap on the bottom, so she was definitely home.
“Way bigger than my dorm room,” Sam remarked upon entering my bedroom.
“And I don’t have a roommate,” I replied, closing the door and making sure it was shut all the way.
We spent a few minutes looking around the room. Sam was interested in my, much less impressive than Maya’s, collection of running trophies. She was much less interested in my much more substantial collection of comic books or the Xbox.
What drew her attention the most was my stereo, though.
“I’d probably get kicked out if I used something like that in the dorm,” she laughed.
“I’d just get my ass kicked by my sister,” I laughed.
“It says it can do bluetooth. Can I play something?” she asked, grabbing her phone from her purse.
I pressed the button to pair a new device and preemptively turned the volume down so it wouldn’t attract undue attention. Sam started intensely at the screen and tapped a few times.
Music began to play, nothing I would have ever listened to normally. Soft-rock with melodious guitars and big cuddle energy. Makeout music.
Suddenly Sam grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me to the dancefloor. She made it obvious what she wanted by pulling me closer. I held her by the waist and we swayed to the music. She was shorter than Maya, so she had to stand on the tips of her toes to kiss me.
It was a surprise but a pleasant one. I responded to her kiss which quickly turned into more. For a brief moment, I forgot about Maya and wanted to dedicate my entire body to making love to Sam.
But the kiss ended eventually and my sanity was restored. My pulse was racing and I snuck a glance toward the door.
Sure enough, it was open by just a tiny sliver. I couldn’t see anything through it but I knew that Maya was watching.
Pulling Sam to the bed, I sat down on the edge and Sam dropped down next to me. Without missing a beat, Sam put a hand on my chest and pushed me backward, falling with me.
Sam’s eyes were incredibly blue.
“We’re not moving too fast, are we?” Sam asked.
“We can slow down if you want.”
“I don’t,” Sam said, grinning.
I went in for a kiss, reaching around her and putting one hand on her buttcheeks.
The door flew open and a terrifying vaguely Maya-shaped fury stormed into the room. Stomping loudly, she crossed the distance before either of us had a chance to react and grabbed Sam’s ankle.
“GET OFF HIM!” Maya shouted.
With incredible strength, Maya pulled and Sam slid off the bed like a wet eel. She let out a surprised yelp before landing hard on the carpet.
“GET YOUR WHORE HANDS OFF MY BROTHER!”
Leaning backward, Maya continued pulling Sam across the floor toward the door but Sam had overcome her moment of initial shock and kicked at the hands with her free leg. A particularly sharp kick connected with Maya’s wrist and she let go out of surprise.
Lunging at Sam, Maya tripped and stumbled. She only landed on the floor for a split second before scrambling back to her feet. That gave Sam enough time to collect herself. Maya stood there, breathing heavy, fists balled, lips snarling.
Moving quickly, I came up behind Maya and wrapped my arms around her stomach before she could attack Sam again. At once, my sister began hissing and spitting, etiler escort trying to swing her elbows at me. She connected more than once, sending a flurry of sharp jabs into my sides.
“Let me go you stupid motherfucker!”
“What the hell?” Sam asked.
“Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you,” Maya snarled.
“Maya, stop,” I said to no avail.
Maya did not stop but she did change direction. Instead of angry snarls and pointed elbows, her body began shaking and she sobbed. Suddenly, she was as heavy and misshapen as a sack of potatoes as her legs gave out.
I wasn’t comfortable letting go of her yet and both of us went down on the carpet. Maya was just a sad huddle of a human, sobbing into her palms. I raised my arms to a comforting hug rather than shackles.
Sam shot me a confused, questioning look. I shrugged my shoulders. How could I even begin to explain what the problem was?
“What’s going on?” a concerned voice asked. Dad.
“She attacked me,” Sam said, gesturing at Maya.
Maya didn’t acknowledge Dad’s presence.
“Danny?” Dad asked.
“What do you mean attacked?” Mom asked, taking a closer look at Sam who pulled up her leg to reveal a forming bruise around her ankles.
It was all too much. The room was much too small for five people and even if it were big enough, I wanted to be alone with Maya. It hurt to see her cry as if she was in mortal pain.
Talking quickly, Sam recapped what happened, including the part where we had been making out on the bed. Dad turned off the stereo before putting his hands on his waist and looking at the two of us with consternation. I nodded occasionally and spoke up a few times to confirm Sam’s side of the story.
“It’s not fair,” Maya muttered in the ensuing silence.
“What’s not fair, honey?” Mom asked carefully.
“It’s not fair,” Maya repeated, louder. “I hate her. I hate her!”
“I’m really sorry but I think maybe it would be for the best if you left,” Dad said, addressing Sam.
Sam looked at me questioningly.
“I’m really sorry, Sam,” I said. “I don’t know what happened. I’ll talk to you tomorrow, okay?”
“Okay,” Sam acknowledged and walked out.
“Do you need a ride anywhere?” Dad asked, accompanying Sam out the room.
“Come on, baby,” Mom said in a soothing tone and touched Maya’s shoulder, “let’s get you into a nice, hot bath.”
“No,” Maya barked and batted away the hand.
“Did something else happen?” Mom asked me.
I shook my head.
In response, Mom got down on her knees behind Maya and embraced her in a hug. At once, Maya pushed her back hard enough for Mom to fall on her butt.
“Go away,” Maya barked.
I’ve never seen Mom that surprised in her entire life.
“It’s okay, Mom,” I said quickly. “I got her.”
“But you don’t even know what—”
“GO. AWAY,” Maya shouted.
“Okay,” Mom said, defeated, and gave me a stern look.
And then we were alone. Maya clung tighter to me and burrowed her head in my shoulder. She was shaking like a leaf in the storm and I felt a wet spot through my shirt. I held her close, rubbing her back, and doing my best to stay still.
Five minutes later, my leg had fallen asleep, my lower back was hurting, and I really wanted to move but Maya’s tears finally dried and I was afraid of rattling her.
“It’s not fair,” Maya murmured quietly.
“What isn’t fair?” I asked in a near whisper.
“Why does SHE get to date you? Why does SHE get to kiss you? Why does SHE get to marry you?”
“I’m not gonna marry her. It was just one date.”
“But you could if you wanted to.”
“I thought you didn’t want us to be a couple.”
“I lied,” Maya snapped. She pulled back from the hug, enough to look me in the face. Her eyes were red and dark streaks ran down her cheeks. “I lied, okay? I do want it. I want it all. I want us to date. I want us t-to make l-love. I want us t-to g-get—”
Tears broke out again and Maya began to sob. She flung her arms around me, squeezing me even harder than before.
“I’m sorry,” I said and kissed her on the forehead. “I thought you wanted me to go on a date with Sam, so I brought her here to tease you. I thought you wanted to see me with another woman so you could hate me.”
“I do want to hate you,” Maya said, muffled by my shoulder. “But I don’t. I love you, Daniel. I love you so much it hurts all the time.”
“I love you, too, Maya.”
“I’m sorry for making such a scene.”
“You don’t have to apologize to me. I understand. You are gonna have to apologize to Sam, though.”
“She’s a bitch,” Maya muttered.
“I know,” Maya sighed.
“And we’re gonna have to tell Mom and Dad something.”
“Are you sure we can’t just pretend it never happened?”
“That might be hard.”
“We can think about that tomorrow. I just want to be with you today.”
“Don’t worry, I’ve got you,” I said, squeezing her tighter.
“Can you maybe do that on the bed instead? Both my legs have fallen asleep.”
“Thank god,” I said ataköy escort and laughed, “so have mine.”
Something was different than normal. An odd sense of wetness and warmth. My eyes fluttered open and for a brief moment, I was transported back to being a little kid after wetting the bed.
The rest of my brain kicked into gear and I realized I hadn’t peed. My penis was wet and warm because it was inside of a pussy. Maya laid beside me under the blankets with her back to me, rhythmically thrusting herself on me.
We fell asleep last night just holding each other. Wearing clothes. My pants were pulled down to my thighs but my shirt was still on.
“That feels nice,” I murmured.
“Finally you’re awake,” Maya grunted.
“Why? How long have you been doing this?”
“Not long but I’ve been awake for a while.”
There was a loud knock on the door. We both froze.
“I can hear voices,” Dad announced. “Are you two awake?”
“Shit,” I whispered and quickly pulled out of her.
Before I had a chance to do anything else, Maya called out, “yeah, come in.”
The door opened and Dad stood in the doorway, looking at the two of us spooning in bed. I was mortified that he would find out what was going on underneath the blanket any second. Maya, on the other hand, shimmied backward until my cock poked between her legs again. She guided the tip back inside her pussy.
“I just wanted to check in and see how you were doing. Your mother and I have been worried all night.”
Maya thrust backward and the length of my cock slid inside of her.
“I’m feeling a lot better,” Maya answered.
My heart was hammering in my chest.
“That’s good, that’s good,” Dad said. “When you’re ready to talk, we prepared breakfast downstairs.”
“Thanks, Dad,” I said.
Instead of leaving, Dad continued to stand in the doorway. He put his hands on his hips and looked at the two of us. Maya began thrusting faster, making quick, little movements while I held my breath.
“I’m glad to see you two finally along,” Dad remarked, turned around, and closed the door.
“You’re insane,” I whispered.
“You’re still hard,” she fired back.
I grabbed her hip and began thrusting into her as well as I could manage while spooning.
“I know we can’t be boyfriend and girlfriend but I promise you right now, I will never look at another woman as long as you’re alive. You’re the only one I want.”
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to bring it up again,” I apologized quickly.
“No, no. They’re happy tears.”
Maya unspooned herself, pushed me on my back, and climbed on top of me. I saw tears welled up in her eyes but she was smiling from ear to ear. She guided my penis back inside her and began riding.
And then we embraced in a kiss. A long, wonderful, amazing kiss. Several big teardrops splashed on my face and I tasted the salt between our lips. We made love until we both came.
“Danny?” Mom said, knocking on the doorframe. “Could I talk to you for a second?”
I looked up from my laptop.
Before heading down for breakfast, Maya told me that she had an idea for what to tell our parents but she wanted to talk to them alone. That had been several hours ago and I tried my best to keep myself busy with homework.
“First of all, I just wanted to say what an amazing brother you’ve been throughout this,” Mom said, embracing me in a hug.
It was a hug I didn’t deserve. Mom had no idea that Maya and I were having sex. It struck me at that moment just how miserable the rest of my life would be. I’d never be able to tell anyone about my sister.
“I want you to know that this isn’t supposed to be a punishment but rather a reward. Your father and I have been talking about what to do about the situation,” she said, pronouncing the word with significance, “and I think it would help a lot if we found a better place for you to live.”
“You’re kicking me out?” I asked, surprised.
“No, no,” Mom said quickly, gesturing defensively, “not kicking you out. We’re not gonna make you leave if you don’t want to but…” she sighed, “your sister is working through something really big right now. Did she tell you anything about what’s been happening recently?”
“Uh, I don’t think so,” I lied.
“You know she’s had a really rough breakup recently, right?”
“Well, it was worse than you think. Your father… uh, let’s just say it was a shock for all of us. And it turns out that your sister has a sort of PTSD from what happened. It’s not your fault at all but when she saw you together with your girlfriend, it triggered something in her. That’s why she attacked.”
“That’s why we think it’s a good idea for you to live somewhere else. We were thinking about a small but nice apartment right in the city, close to college. That way you can live your life without having to constantly worry about Maya while she recuperates. What do you say?”
“My own place?” I asked.
It wasn’t at all what I expected but my mind was already buzzing with ideas. I wouldn’t have to commute on the stupidly crowded bus any longer. I could train at the college track whenever I wanted.
And best of all, Maya and I could fuck without having to worry about being caught.
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