“Oh my God!” Lucy screeched, with a wild look on her face. I’d heard the scream and the raised voices. “What the fuck
have you been doing with my brother?” She paused for dramatic effect. Or was she genuinely shocked?
“What? What happened?” I asked, already feeling the panic rising. Lucy had her back against the door and she was shaking. “Alex just grabbed me from behind.”
“OK,” I said. That was explainable, didn’t leave any difficulties that I could see.
“He was naked!” I gulped. That was going to be a bit trickier. “He just came up and grabbed me from behind – his hands were on my tits, Abi! On my fucking
tits and he squeezed me and called me sexy!”
“Oh my God!” I said, feeling genuinely shocked. “What did you do?”
“I elbowed him and asked him what the hell he thought he was doing.”
“What did he say?”
“It wasn’t what he said! He was hard, Abi. His fucking cock was hard – I could see it making his towel stick up and move
– and he’d pressed it against my back! My own fucking brother!” She was visibly shaking with the adrenaline that was coursing through her body.
“OK, just calm down; I’m sure it was a mistake.” Lucy gave me a really odd look.
“That’s what he
said. He said that he thought it was you.” I kind of collapsed back on the bed. Alex and I had agreed that we wouldn’t tell anyone about what we were doing until at least after our first date. I was supposed to catching up on some revision with Lucy so that my parents wouldn’t be on my back about going out on a Friday night. I hadn’t even known that Alex was home – what was he doing going around groping people anyway?
Were we at the groping stage? I’d given him a blow job – but he hadn’t even touched me.
But he had touched Lucy, thinking it was me.
Lucy saw the change in my demeanour. “So why is my naked brother grabbing you?”
“I thought he was wearing a towel?” I asked, trying to shake her off the scent.
“He was at first but it kind of fell. I think I pulled it away when I escaped from him. It was kind of hanging off his… erm.”
“Cock?” I finished.
“He was… erm hard
… and he grabbed my tits
, Abi! He said something about not being able to wait until Friday?” I didn’t need to say anything to confirm that there was something
going on. “Oh my God! You two are having sex!”
“No we’re not.” I knew that it was too late for a complete denial to have any effect. “Not full sex anyway.”
sex?” Lucy looked wild. Her eyes and mouth were like saucers. “So you’ve had some sex with my brother
already?” I nodded and smiled shyly. “Fuck!” Lucy exclaimed. She came and sat next to me on the bed. “When did it happen? How many times? What have
I took a deep breath and sank back into the pillows. “Last Saturday, when you were on the phone to...”
“OMG!! You had sex with my brother here, last Saturday?”
“Yes - but that was the first time. The only time.”
“You had full sex?” Lucy was goggling at me, willing it to be true.
“No, just a blowjob.”
? This is… you know… unbelievable!”
“I know.” Lucy screeched, wrapped her arms around me and held me so tightly that I couldn’t breathe.
“What was it like?”
“Luce… it was really scary. I had no idea what I was doing. I saw him naked a few weeks ago and he asked me if I wanted to see his cock again.”
“And you said ‘yes’ obviously
.” I shrugged a confirmation.
. So when you were on the phone, I snuck into his room and he showed it to me and let me touch it. He showed me how to stroke it and then I did something wrong… I don’t know. He asked me to put it in my mouth and all this stuff came out.”
“Stuff? You mean spunk
? You made him come just like that? You must really know what you’re doing.” Lucy sat and digested some of the information. I had thought that she’d be horrified. Apparently she wasn’t horrified. “Can you show me? Show me how you did it - exactly?” Lucy was leaning in close, hanging on my every word but at that point, the words seemed to dry up.
“Abi?” She started seriously. “If my brother tries to fuck you on Friday, are you going to let him?”
“Lucy! You can’t ask me that!” I screeched in protest.
“But are you?”
“I don’t know,” I answered, squirming. “Yes?” It was Lucy’s turn to screech and she wrapped her arms around me again.
“Oh my God. This is amazing. If you and Alex get married and stuff, we’ll be like sisters-in-law!”
Eventually Lucy’s excitement subsided. “Are you, you know, ready
“I think so, yes. I’ve not got condoms or anything but the guys sort that out, don’t they?”
“I mean – physically
. Abi, have you ever had anything up inside you?” I felt myself flush. I hated talking about this kind of stuff.
“Anything thicker?” Could I tell her? There was a persistence with Lucy; and she could read me - she already knew. “What was it?”
“I used the shampoo bottle in the shower on Monday night.”
“Shampoo bottle? Haven’t you got any toys?”
“You know – sex toys. Dildos and vibrators and stuff.”
“Ewww. No!!” Lucy went quiet and I watched as her face went red and then purple. “Luce? What have you
Lucy bit her bottom lip for a long moment. She was thinking it through. “OK, but you can’t tell anyone
. And I mean anyone
“Pinky swear?” We hooked our little fingers around each other.
“OK. Close your eyes for a minute.” I closed them. There was some rustling and I heard a scraping noise, which made me want to peek. “Abi, you can look now.” Lucy’s bedroom had fitted cupboards in the recess against the chimney breast. She had pulled out the bottom drawer completely to reveal a ‘hidden’ compartment beneath. There was a glint in her eye as she shared what was obviously a very private part of her life with me.
“Abi. You’re my bestie.” There was a troubling seriousness to Lucy’s expression. “If anything ever happens to me, you know something bad, will you come and get these – so my mum and dad don’t have to know?”
“Of course,” I replied, automatically. Lucy gave me a big grin. There was a sharp / sour smell coming from the exposed hidey-hole. I wondered whether it was from the toys themselves – I hoped not for Lucy’s sake.
Lucy reached in and pulled out a plastic bag, and from within that another bag. It was like pass the parcel and we both giggled. Whatever ‘they’ were, they very well wrapped.
The toys spilled out. There were four of them, two of which were white vibrators, which even I was familiar with as they’d be sold in the newspapers as ‘personal massagers’. The boys had teased us about the vibrator adverts and I would never have imagined that Lucy would actually order a pair. I wondered what it would be like to use one. I didn’t think a vibrator could be much better than my shampoo bottle… and it wouldn’t leave me smelling so lemony fresh.
The toy that took my eye was the brown rubbery cock, complete with balls and scrotum. “That’s my favourite, too,” Lucy said, as I unthinkingly reached over and picked it up. That meant she had ‘used’ it. This rubbery cock had been inside her pussy, just as the shampoo bottle had been inside mine. It was so… big. Certainly bigger than Alex’s cock. I was mesmerised and looked at it from all angles.
“Do you, you know, want to try it?” I’d already opened my mouth to decline her offer when she added, “It might help you with Alex.” My mouth closed by itself. That was true. Just as I had tried with the shampoo bottle, this was a way to prepare my body for Alex.
“Your brother’s cock does not
look like that!” I protested, giving myself time to think. Could I really borrow my best friend’s favourite sex toy?
“Yes, well… thanks to you I know that now!”
“Me? You can’t blame me
for your brother jumping on you.” Lucy pouted a little.
“Yes, I can.” She stopped. “I wonder if he’s still hard for you?”
“What? He was hard for you earlier. I was just wondering if he’s still
“Maybe he’s hand a wank?” I suggested seriously. Lucy burst out laughing as she grabbed the toy off me and started to rub her hand up and down the shaft.
“That’s not how he does it,” I said, without thinking.
“Oh really?” Lucy was smiling devilishly and her eyebrows were raised so high that they looked like they were being supported by scaffolding. “Abi? Maybe you should go and offer to give him a hand.” She said it seriously. “I dare you,” she added.
“OK,” I said, filled with false bravado. I knew that Alex was going out and didn’t think he would want me in that
way – which goes to show how much I knew about men back then.
“Really? You’re really going to do it?”
“Yes,” I replied. “Why not, I’ve done it before.” Lucy’s mouth dropped open. I was quite enjoying being the ‘experienced’ one. Once. I’d done it once and I hadn’t had a clue what I was doing. But that was more than Lucy had managed. I wanted to do it again - and it would be amazing just to see Alex.
“Go on, then.” Lucy was watching me as I walked barefoot to the door. She stuck her tongue out at me playfully. “Have fun!”
“He will,” I said, and we both grinned.
I slumped against the wall as soon as the door closed. I wasn’t going to do it, but Lucy would never know; she could hardly go and ask her brother whether I had wanked him off. Could she? It was as I had my shoulders leaning against the wall with my eyes closed that I heard the door click. Alex’s door. I waited for a few seconds, not daring to move or even breathe.
“Abi?” The voice made me jump. “Sorry,” it added. “Have you two had a fight?”
“A fight?” I asked, turning to look at Alex. “No.”
“So what are you doing out here?” That was a very good question.
“I was kind of waiting for you?”
“Oh God, she told you what happened, didn’t she. I thought it was you, I didn’t mean to…”
“You said something about not being able to wait until Friday.” I speared Alex with my harshest stare and saw him recoil. “What did you mean by that?”
“I just meant that I was looking forward to our date.”
“So why was your cock hard for me?”
“Lucy told you that
?” Alex was shocked. “I thought it was you. I would never have…”
“Alex, why was your cock hard?”
“You know why it was hard.”
“Because you wanted me to play with it?”
“So have you still got a stiffie? Can I play with it?” Alex gawped at me.
“Now?” I nodded.
“It’s kind of a dare.” Even if it hadn’t been a dare I would have wanted to do it. It seemed like a very long time since I had seen Alex’s cock; since I had touched it. I wanted it like crazy. Not kissing, or anything else – I just wanted his cock, in my hand or in my mouth. I wanted to lick him, to suck him and more than anything else, I wanted to make him orgasm again. My body was coming to the boil just thinking about it.
I followed Alex to his room and he actually whimpered when I grabbed his crotch. Maybe I was too rough – if I was too rough, it didn’t seem to slow him down. His cock was getting bigger and bigger and hard with it. My body was responding: I noticed not just my thumping heart - I became very aware of my breasts and pussy. I squeezed my own breast and moaned. It felt so good
– especially when the material of my bra grazed my nipple. And my knickers felt wet
My hand was filled with heat, with Alex’s cock. There was no waiting – my body was throbbing and it was that which shocked me. I wanted
this. No romance, no dates, no chocolates or flowers. I just wanted Alex and his cock.
My hand knew what to do, muscle memory made it move up and down the full length of Alex’s cock. I gripped it tightly, not wanting to let it go and Alex groaned. It wasn’t anything fancy – just a steadily-increasing pace following the instructions which Alex had given the first time I had touched his cock.
Alex looked at his watch. “I’ve got to…mmmm go,” he sighed, the disappointment obvious. “Listen, I’ve got a way for you to prove what we’ve done – but only if you want to.”
“I want to,” I whispered. I wanted everything and anything. I didn’t care what he was offering. Alex applied gentle pressure which guided me to my knees. “You might want to close your eyes,” he said. That was the last thing I wanted to do; I wanted to see everything. Alex gripped his cock in his hand and wanked it so hard and fast that it became a blur of motion. I couldn’t imagine ever being able to do it like that. If it needed to be rubbed like that, how had I ever made Alex orgasm? Had it been a fluke, a one off?
“Oh fuck,” Alex groaned and he stopped and pointed his cock at my face like it was a weapon. Nothing happened. Then my eyes closed and something wet and slimy dropped all the way down from my forehead to my chin. It tickled more than anything else. I opened my mouth to laugh and almost choked as something was draped along the length of my tongue. The next shot hit my upper lip and nose. As I twisted and turned, Alex coated me.
“OK, you’re done,” Alex said, “or at least I am.” His hand stopped me from tipping my head forward. “Go and show Lucy – there’s no way you’ll lose this bet.” The front door bell rang. “I need to go,” he said urgently, and suddenly his hands were guiding me up and away. I wasn’t ready. I was horny. I wanted to show him my pussy; wanted him to touch it; wanted him to make me
feel the way I had made him
It was too late, we were leaving his bedroom together, me still with my head tipped back, feeling the movement of the liquid, the acrid smell of it clogging my nose. I wanted to show Lucy if only so that I could start to clean myself up. I barged into the bedroom without knocking.
“Oh my God! Abi!!” The tone of the voice made me jerk my head forward and all the spunk started to run off me and onto my clothes. But I didn’t care about that. It was hard to think about anything with the spectacle before me: Lucy’s dress was pulled up and her bare legs were spread – not wide – in fact it looked as though they had been closed as tightly as it had been possible for them to be closed with the fat, brown base of Lucy’s favourite sex toy wedged between them.
“Oh my God! Lucy!!”
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