“Oh shit,” I groaned as she took the entire length of my cock into her mouth and throat. She pulled back slowly, keeping her lips wrapped tightly around my girth. When she got to the tip, she swirled her tongue twice, and gave the head a sexy little kiss.
“Tell me when you’re getting close,” she said, and then bobbed back down, taking it deep again. She brought a hand to the base of my cock, and then started moving her head up and down in long, sexy strokes. I could tell that she hadn’t been lying at all. She was extremely skilled with her mouth. It made me wonder how she had been doing her practicing, because I could tell she had.
I lay back on her bed and let myself enjoy the blissful feeling of her warm, wet mouth moving up and down the big length of my cock. I wasn’t wearing a watch, and I couldn’t see a clock in her room, so I got lost in the time. I don’t know how long she blew me, but I know every second of it was excellent. When I finally felt myself getting close, I let her know.
“I’m almost there,” I moaned out as she bobbed deep on my cock. As soon as I said it she stopped. She pulled off of my cock, not swirling her tongue or giving the head a kiss this time. She squeezed her hand tight around the base of my cock.
“Let it pass,” she said seriously.
“What?” I could barely think. I didn’t know why she stopped, but I knew I needed her to continue, immediately. “What are you doing? Keep going! I’m almost there!”
“Not yet,” she said, squeezing the base of my cock hard. “Think about something else. Something not sexy.” I tried to think of something else, and found it nearly impossible. My mind went from Britney’s warm mouth, to Ella’s round butt, to Michelle’s big tits. I still felt like I was going to cum. Then Erin’s harsh words came back to me. The orgasmic feeling quickly went away as I thought about my sister calling me a loser. And on the heels of that, the face of the witch. As sexy a face as it was, it made me want to cum even less. I could feel my cock actually beginning to wilt.
“Good boy,” Britney smiled at me, and then bent back down and went back to sucking my cock. It felt amazing again, but the feeling of cumming had indeed passed. She went back to bobbing her head in long, sloppy strokes. I went back to just enjoying it, unaware of the time. She had already lived up to her promise. This was the best blowjob of my life, not that I had the biggest sample size. All of the blowjobs of my life had occurred in the past few days, but this one was still the best. When I could feel myself getting close again, I considered not telling her. I didn’t want her to tease me again.
“I’m getting close again,” I moaned. She pulled off me again, but this time she began stroking my cock hard with both hands.
“Oh yeah? Do you have a nice big load for me?” She purred sexily. I could feel it quickly coming on.
“Yeah,” I nodded as I felt it starting. She jerked me off with two hands, and then a big jet of cum shot out of my cock and flew over her head and onto her back. She began laughing as she stroked me harder. The cum shot high and far from my cock, getting all over Britney, and her bed. It lasted longer than my other cumshots of late. Her little teasing move had worked. When it finally subsided, I laid my head back, panting slightly.
“That was so hot,” Britney said, and then took my cock back in her mouth. I groaned loudly as her tongue swirled around my cock again. It felt so good and sensitive that for a moment I expected to just start cumming again. She kept going, and I realized she wasn’t done with me yet. I looked down, past her sexy face bobbing on my cock, to where her sexy little ass jiggled with the movements of her sucking my cock.
I decided I wanted more than just a blowjob from this beauty I had known since childhood. I sat up, and was about to tell her to roll over, when I heard a noise downstairs. I stopped and cocked my head, listening. Britney seemed totally unaware, still bobbing her head on my cock. Then I heard the unmistakable sound of a door closing, and then voices. Britney stopped sucking my cock and looked back in surprise.
“Someone’s here,” I said quietly. We both stayed silent for a moment, listening intently.
“Britney!” A stern male voice called our from downstairs. “Who’s bike is that outside?”
“Oh shit, that’s my dad,” Britney said, looking alarmed. In a single instant I remembered who her father was. Mr. Kolinski, often referred to in town as Deputy Kolinski, or just Officer, was one of the sheriff’s deputies in town. I looked around the room as I heard heavy footsteps coming up the steps. I was lying naked on my back, with Britney between my legs, still holding onto the base of my cock. My cum was all over her back, and the bed, drying slowly. The heavy footsteps grew nearer, and I jumped up. I grabbed my pants off the floor and ran to the window. I didn’t even bother looking back. I opened the window, and jumped out as I heard the door to Britney’s room opening.
“Britn… what the fuck!” I heard her father shout as I hurdled out of the window. I tumbled down the sloped roof, and then fell ten feet to the grassy floor below. I fell on my side, knocking the wind out of my lungs, but I didn’t take the time to wait for it to return. I got up, wheezing for breath, and ran to my bike. I picked it up and started running. As I jumped on the bike, and started pedaling as hard as I could, I could hear the front door of the house opening, and then Mr. Kolinski shouting after me.
“Get back here you little shit!” He shouted at me as I rode away as hard as I could. I didn’t dare look back. “You’re a fucking dead man!” His voice carried well through the dark night, but by then I was gone. I rode down the street until I came to the tracks, and then quicky turned and rode away from the streets. I pedaled hard, slowly getting my wind back. I didn’t stop until I was a few miles away from the street. I stopped in the dirt, panting heavily, and looked back just to make sure he wasn’t chasing me. He wasn’t. I had ridden well down the tracks, and I was beside the woods.
A startlingly cold gust of wind blew by, sending shivers through my body. I looked down and saw my pants not quite all the way on. I pulled them up and buttoned them again. The day had been hot, and the night sky was cloudless, but all of a sudden it felt very cold. I had the distinct feeling that I was being watched, and I looked around, but saw no one. A rustling noise came from the depths of the woods, and I got ready to ride away if a wolf should come slinking out of the darkness. The bushes shifted, and I made to leave, when I saw something white.
The cat stepped out of the bushes, and then sat on its haunches, staring right at me. I knew right away it was her. I stood there, frozen, waiting for her to transform into the gorgeous and terrifying woman. But the cat just sat there staring at me. I looked around, half expecting for someone to come running at me with a knife or something. But we were alone. Without even thinking about it, my head turned up and looked at the moon. It looked roughly half full. I made a mental note to check when exactly the dark of the moon would be. When I looked back down from the moon, the cat had vanished. I looked around for it, but it was gone.
I quickly began riding away again. The rest of the ride home I felt my heart racing, and I kept feeling like someone was chasing after me. By the time I got home I had a cold sheen of sweat on my back. I tossed my bike down and walked inside.
“Where have you been?” I jumped badly as Michelle greeted me. I let out a little whimpering laugh, and then laughed more freely. “Are you ok?” She asked me.
“Yeah,” I nodded, and walked over to the couch. “I rode by the woods, and… thought I saw an animal. I guess it kind of freaked me out.”
“Oh,” she said, and looked relieved. “Well where were you anyway? Mom thought you might be lost in the woods again.”
“I was at a friend’s house,” I told her.
“Until one in the morning?” She said, giving me a stern big sister look.
“It’s one in the morning?” I had no idea it had gotten that late. It made me wonder how long I had been with Britney, and how long I had been out in the woods.
“Yeah,” Michelle nodded. “Who’s house were you at?” I should have just said I was at Ryan’s house. She knew I didn’t have any friends beside him and Shannon.
“Um… a girl… from school,” I said, a little awkwardly. Michelle and I had hooked up that morning, and now I was basically telling her that I hooked up with someone else the same day.
“Oh,” Michelle said, her voice changing slightly. “Cool. Anyone I would know?” She asked after an uncomfortable moment of silence.
“Uh, probably not,” I said. I wasn’t exactly sure what Michelle was thinking at that moment, but I decided to just be honest with her. “Her name’s Britney. I’ve known her forever.”
“I guess the gossip train has been working,” Michelle smiled.
“Yeah, I guess so,” I agreed.
“Well good for you,” she said, and it seemed like she meant it. “You should enjoy what you have. But, have you done anymore thinking about how it happened?” I hesitated a moment, considering what to tell her. The reaction I had gotten from Shannon made me not want to tell her any of it.
“Uh, yeah. I’ve been thinking about it all day,” I said truthfully. “But, um… I don’t really have any new answers yet.”
“Well, I hope you keep looking for answers,” Michelle said earnestly. “It’s really… um… impressive, what happened to you. But you can’t just act like it’s normal, Jake. Something truly weird happened to you, and you need to find out why.”
“I will,” I sighed, wishing I could just have the big cock without any of the supernatural crap that came with it.
“Ok,” she said, and got up. “Well, I’m glad you’re safe. See you tomorrow.” She started walking away, and I remembered Ryan’s plan.
“Hey, uh… would you mind if me and Ryan come by the restaurant tomorrow?” I asked her.
“What for?” She asked. I hesitated again.
“Um… well… Ryan knows that Natalie has been telling the other girls about me. And… well, he wants to see if any of them might hook up with him.”
“Why would they want to hook up with him?” Michelle asked with an amused chuckle.
“I don’t know,” I shrugged. “He seemed to think that all these rumors about me might give him a chance, or something. He asked if we could go tomorrow, and I said yes. But if you don’t want us to…”
“No, that’s fine,” Michelle nodded. “Want me to drive you both?”
“Yeah, that would be great,” I nodded. “Thanks, Michelle.”
“You’re welcome.” She smiled at me. She turned to leave again, but stopped. She turned back to look at me, and for a moment it looked like she might cry. “I love you, Jake.”
“I love you too,” I told her. She smiled and then walked away. I sat there for a moment, wondering what was going on in my sister’s head. I truly had no idea. When I finally went to my room, I fell asleep almost as soon as I lay down.
I slept in late the next morning. When I did finally wake up, I sat up and stretched with a big yawn. I grabbed a shirt, and pulled it on as I left my room in my boxers. I could smell something cooking downstairs, and I went down to see what it was. The pungent odor of frying bacon wafted into my nose, and then I could hear the crackling. I walked into the kitchen, and then stopped as I saw Erin sitting at the counter. Michelle was standing at the stove, wearing one of her hooters shirts, and a small tight pair of panties. Her ass was very much on display, and I quickly looked away, though not before Erin caught me staring.
“Why were you out so late last night?” Erin asked as I walked in and sat down at the kitchen table. Michelle turned around at the sound of Erin’s voice, saw me, smiled, and went back to cooking.
“I was at a friend’s,” I said, still yawning and stretching.
“Bullshit, you don’t have any friends,” Erin said. Her sexy eyes narrowed at me again. “Your only friends are that loser Ryan and your little dike friend.”
“Erin, please,” Michelle frowned at her. “Shannon is a nice girl. And Jake and his friends are not losers.”
“Yes, they are,” Erin retorted. “They always have been. I don’t care what people want to say about him. I still don’t know how he got those girls to lie for him. But we both know it’s not true.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Michelle said. She set a few crispy bacon strips on a plate, and walked it over to Erin. I couldn’t help but ogle Michelle’s huge tits in her tight hooters shirt. Erin saw me staring again, and made a nasty face at me.
“Yes you do,” Erin said angrily as she bit into a piece of bacon. “I know your friend Natalie is one of the girls lying for him.”
“Natalie isn’t a liar,” Michelle said sternly. “And neither is Jake for that matter.”
“Do you even know what people have been saying about him?” Erin asked Michelle.
“No I don’t,” Michelle said matter-of-factly. “And frankly I don’t care. You shouldn’t either.”
“I wouldn’t, except that what they’re saying is complete and utter bullshit,” Erin said, giving me a nasty side eye as she said it.
“I still don’t see how it affects you,” Michelle pointed out.
“She’s just mad because she thinks I’m going to screw up her chances with Bobby Granger,” I said, and Erin shot me the nastiest look yet.
“Is that the boy from your grade that was starting quarter back for State last year?” Michelle asked as she fried more bacon. “He was pretty hot.” She added a moment later.
“He is hot,” Erin agreed. “And I don’t need Jake making me look like an idiot in front of him.”
“How does it affect you, Erin?” I said, feeling a little exasperated by her onslaught.
“Bobby isn’t going to want to hang out with the sister of a total loser who puked all over his living room floor,” Erin said. “Especially not if everyone starts telling stupid lies about you. Why can’t you just go back into obscurity where you belong?”
“I’m not the one doing any of this,” I said, which wasn’t really true. “I can’t help what other people say about me.”
“Ugh, you are so full of shit,” Erin scoffed. “Spare me. I know you did something to make them lie for you. Why else would they be doing it?”
“How do you know they’re lying?” Michelle asked casually. Erin started laughing.
“Maybe you really haven’t heard the rumors about our little brother,” Erin cackled. “Because if you had you wouldn’t be asking that.”
“Ok, fine. What are they saying about him?” Michelle asked. She turned and walked a plate of bacon over to me. I kept my mouth shut as my sisters approached the subject of my new reputation.
“You really don’t know?” Erin laughed.
“No,” Michelle shrugged, making her big tits jiggle sexily. “Not everyone cares about gossip, Erin.”
“Well,” Erin smirked. “Since you asked. The word around town lately is that our little brother has a monster cock. Which we both know isn’t true.” She turned her smirk to me, looking quite vindicated.
“Well, that doesn’t really sound like the kind of thing we should be talking about,” Michelle said. “But since you brought it up. I don’t think it’s a lie.” For a moment Erin looked totally caught off guard. She looked from Michelle to me, clearly trying to decide is Michelle was joking or not.
“Are you kidding?” Erin finally said, looking both confused and angry. “This little creep gets hard from staring at us all the time. I know you’ve seen it too. You know he has a small dick.”
“Hey,” I said defensively.
“Shut up,” Erin snapped at me, and I did. “Don’t tell me you’re lying for him now too,” Erin said to Michelle.
“I’m not lying for anyone,” Michelle said. “I don’t like lying, or gossip.”
“Then admit that he has a small dick,” Erin demanded.
“Why would I do that?” Michelle frowned. “Even if it were true, which I doubt it is, that wouldn’t be a very nice thing to say about my brother.”
“What the fuck is going on here!” Erin shouted, looking quite furious with Michelle now. “You know damned well he has a small dick. He was staring at your tits five seconds ago. He probably has a little hard on right now.”
“Erin, please, leave Jake alone,” Michelle rolled her eyes at Erin.
“Shut up, mom,” Erin said sarcastically. “I don’t know why you always defend this little creep.”
“Because he’s my brother and I love him,” Michelle said, and took Erin’s empty plate from her. “And I love you too, believe it or not. So quite fighting.”
“Fine, I’ll leave him alone,” Erin said, smirking once again. “If you’ll admit the truth.”
“What truth?” Michelle sighed.
“That Jake has a small dick, and we all know it,” Erin said.
“I don’t know that,” Michelle said. “So no, I won’t say it.”
“This is so fucked up,” Erin said angrily. “Jake, stand up.”
“What?” I said, caught off guard.
“Get on your feet, now!” Erin demanded aggressively.
“Why?” I asked.
“Shut up! Get on your feet right now!” She shouted at me. I glanced over at Michelle who looked as shocked as I felt. Erin seemed totally consumed. I shrugged, and slowly got to my feet. I wasn’t hard, as she has accused me of being. But seeing Michelle dressed the way she was had gotten me a little worked up. My cock was at a nice size as I stood up. Erin glared down at it, looking triumphant, and then her expression changed. For a moment she just stared. Her mouth opened to speak, and then closed again. I sat back down, feeling good about myself.
“It didn’t look small to me,” Michelle said.
“What the hell is that?” Erin asked me. “What do you have stuffed in there?”
“Nothing,” I laughed, and Michelle joined in.
“Bullshit,” Erin said, glaring daggers at me. “That was not your dick.”
“Ok, that’s enough,” Michelle said. “We do not need to be talking about Jake’s dick. Could you imagine if mom walked in and heard that?”
“She’s out for the day,” Erin said offhandedly. She still seemed shocked and confused at what she had seen. “But, that isn’t what Jake’s dick looks like.” She seemed to almost be saying it to herself now. She was no longer making eye contact with me, but staring off at the wall as if in deep contemplation.
“Erin, you really shouldn’t be thinking about your brother’s dick this much,” I said, and Michelle let out a tiny snort of laughter. Erin’s anger seemed to return in an instant, and she looked at me like she wanted to take her knife and drive it through my eye.
“I don’t know what the fuck is going on, but I’m going to find out,” Erin said through gritted teeth. She got up, and stormed out of the room, leaving me and Michelle looking shocked by her anger.
“What’s gotten into her?” Michelle asked once Erin was gone.
“I’m not really sure,” I shrugged. “She’s been acting weird for a few days now. I still think it has to do with Bobby Granger.”
“It probably does,” Michelle nodded. “Erin had a total crush on him in high school. They even went on a few dates I think. But he blew her off for another girl.”
“Really? I didn’t know that,” I said.
“Yeah, she didn’t really advertise it,” Michelle said, beginning to do the dishes. “I’m pretty sure it’s the only time Erin ever got blown off by a guy. So I’m sure there are some weird emotions wrapped up in it all.”
“Huh. Well, maybe that explains why she’s been acting so weird towards me since I puked at his house,” I said, going over it all in my head. That was the only thing that came to mind. It felt like she had been acting strangely towards me since the day of the party, and the witch.
“Everyone has been acting weird towards you since that night,” Michelle pointed out. “And for good reason.”
“I guess,” I sighed. We both flinched at the loud noise of the front door slamming shut. A moment later we heard Erin’s car start up, and then peel out loudly. Michelle shook her head and went back to doing the dishes. My eyes slowly wandered down to her ass. Her underwear didn’t cover very much, and the big, rounded bottoms of her ass were on full display. As she set one dish down, and reached to grab another, she noticed me staring. She turned to me with an amused look, and I blushed.
“Erin might be a bitch sometimes,” Michelle said. “Especially towards you. But she was right about one thing. You like staring at your sisters a little too much, Jake.”
“Can you blame me?” I laughed. “I mean, those don’t exactly leave much to the imagination.” I nodded down to the little panties barely containing her large, plump ass.
“You like them?” Michelle asked, and did a little bounce that sent all the right parts of her jiggling about.
“Yeah,” I nodded. “I do.”
“Good,” Michelle smiled, and then went back to the dishes. “So, about this little outing later. What exactly is the plan?”
“I’m not sure,” I said truthfully. “Ryan just thought that if we went to the hooters, he might have a shot with someone.”
“With who?” Michelle asked.
“I don’t know,” I said. “I doubt he really cares who. Anyone who shows him any attention will probably have a new biggest fan moving forward.”
“Is he really that desperate?” Michelle asked, scrubbing a dish and making her ass jiggle sexily. That gave me pause. He wasn’t any more desperate then me. One week ago I would have done just about anything to get the chance to sleep with any of the girls Michelle works with. Hell, as soon as I got the chance to start sleeping with women, I ended up fucking my own sister. But her body just looked too good. Even as I had these thoughts, my eyes remained glued to her ass jiggling about sexily as she scrubbed.
“No. I mean, I don’t think so,” I said, trying to sound normal. “I think he’s just jealous of everything that’s been happening to me.”
“How much does he know?” She bent over, and scrubbed at the dish harder, sending her huge tits into a frenzy.
“Everything,” I said. She looked back at me in alarm, and I quickly clarified. “Not about us, though. I haven’t told anyone about that.”
“Good,” Michelle said seriously. “You promised not to.”
“I won’t,” I said. “But, he knows everything else. And I think he just wants to see if he can get something out of it. We’ve always been in the same situation in life. Well, I mean, he got into college and I didn’t. But other than that, we’ve always been together in everything. And now I’ve got all this craziness going on, and I think he feels left out.”
“That makes sense,” Michelle nodded. “That must be tough for him. You know what. I’ll see what I can do.”
“What’s that mean?” I asked, genuinely curious.
“Well, I don’t know how far anyone will be willing to go with him,” Michelle said. “But I’m sure one of the girls will be willing to fool around with him a little bit if I ask them to. Who knows, maybe he could even get a blowjob tonight.”
“Really?” I asked in surprise.
“I said maybe,” Michelle laughed. “But I wouldn’t rule it out. Especially if you get everyone all worked up with your huge cock.”
“You think the girls you work with are really going to be into me?” I asked doubtfully.
“After what Natalie’s been telling them, definitely,” Michelle nodded. “You’re probably going to have to please several horny women tonight, Jake. Are you going to be up for that?”
“I think I’ll be able to power through it,” I said, and she giggled.
“I’m sure you will,” Michelle said in a deep, husky voice. “I’m going to feel pretty left out.”
“Why? Aren’t you going to join in?” I asked.
“No way,” she laughed. “Not in front of everyone. You’re my little brother, remember? We’re not supposed to fool around.”
“I guess you will feel pretty left out, then” I said, staring down at her ass again. “Maybe we should do something to make sure that doesn’t happen.” Michelle glanced back over her shoulder at me, and raised an eyebrow.
“Oh, and what did you have in mind?”
“Well,” I said, and got up. I began walking over to where she stood at the sink. “You probably won’t feel too left out if you get it first.” I stepped right up behind Michelle and placed my hands on her hips. I leaned my body forward, and let my soft cock press against her ass. She let out a soft moan.
“We shouldn’t,” she said, but I could tell she didn’t mean it at all.
“Why not?” I asked, and bent my head down into the crook of her neck. I kissed her softly on the neck, and then felt her push her butt back into me. I knew it was wrong, but I didn’t care. Staring at her body had got me all worked up, and then fact that she would actually let me fuck her was too much to pass up.
“Ugh, fuck it,” she sighed, and then reached back and started stroking my cock through my boxers. My cock quickly started responding to her touch. As it grew bigger and harder, she began grinding her ass sexily against it. I reached up and around her, and took her huge tits in my hands. She moaned softly again, and then reached down and wiggled out of her panties. I looked down at her large, bare ass, and then whipped my big dick out. I rubbed it along her ass for a moment, and then along her wet slit. She moaned sexily as I did it. Then I bent down, and gently slid my big cock into her pussy. This time her moan was more like a grunt.
“Oh fuck,” she moaned as I pushed in further. She brought her hands to the counter to steady herself. I let my cock slowly push into her, and then slowly slide back out. Her pussy felt tight and perfect, and I began thrusting. Her moans steadily grew louder as I found a rhythm. She was bent far over the sink, sticking her ass out for me. I grabbed onto it with both hands, and went about fucking her good and hard.
“Ugh, not so hard,” she grunted, and I immediately slowed down. “You’re really fucking big,” she moaned. I picked up a new rhythm, slower than before. I could feel her pussy slowly adjusting to my size, and getting wetter too. Her moans sounded sexier and sexier, and I could tell she was getting close. I felt myself getting close too and prepared to pull out.
“Ohhh, that’s it, Jake. Make me cum,” Michelle moaned out sexily. Hearing those words in my sister’s voice, while thrusting my huge cock deep in her pussy drove me over the edge. I knew it was almost time, but I felt completely unable to pull out. Her moans grew louder again as I thrust deep into her. I could feel my own orgasm coming on, and I knew it was time to pull out, but I couldn’t do it. Her pussy felt so tight, so wet, so warm, so perfect. It wanted my cum. She wanted my cum. I was meant to give it to her. To shoot it deep inside her. To make her pregnant. To make the child.
Michelle’s legs started trembling, and then her ass. Her ass began jiggling the way it had as she scrubbed the dishes. Her pussy clamped down on my cock, and she let out a long, high moan. I could feel the cum already rocketing up my cock. I knew I needed to pull out, but it wasn’t working. It was too late. I was going to shoot my huge load into my sister’s tight pussy, and then she would get pregnant. But she wouldn’t have to be a mom. She would only have to carry the child, and then…
I managed to pull out at the very last second. Even as my cock left her pussy, it was already spewing the first powerful jet of cum onto her ass. She moaned sexily as I shot big jets of cum all over her ass and back, and the sink. It looked like even more than normal, almost as if it were for a purpose. I felt cold chills go down my spine as I stared down at the cum I had very nearly shot into my own sister.
“Wow, that was a lot,” Michelle giggled, standing up and looking back at the cum on her ass.
“Yeah, your pussy is amazing,” I smiled, trying not to let on how freaked out I was. Actually getting that close to doing the witch’s bidding, and on my own sister no less, made me realize that it wasn’t a joke. Whatever it was, it was real. And I had to take it seriously.
“Are you ok?” Michelle asked as she saw my face.
“What?” I said, and then snapped out of it. “Yeah. I’m great. Just disappointed that you won’t be joining in the fun later tonight.”
“I may join in a little,” she smiled. She picked her panties up off the floor, and began walking upstairs, with my cum dripping down her ass and legs. I watched her go, and then pulled my own boxers back up. I wanted to think about what I would be getting into at hooters later, but my mind couldn’t stop thinking about what had almost happened. I walked into the living room, and turned on the Tigers game, trying to distract myself. The Big Hurt put a big hurt on my guys, and the White Sox won by a lot, but the game did its job of distracting me, as always.
By the time four o’clock came around, I had nearly forgotten the chilling sensation that had come over me as I nearly came inside Michelle. She came down wearing her hooters outfit, looking as sexy as ever. I stared at her huge tits constrained in the tight top for a moment, and then snapped out of it. We walked out to her car, and then she drove us over to Ryan’s. He came walking out almost as soon as the car stopped, and Michelle and I both giggled as we saw him walking towards us.
Ryan had slicked his dirty blonde hair back in a way I had never seen before. He was also wearing clothes I had never seen him in before. He had a silky looking greyish silver button up shirt, and tight black pants. As he opened the back door and got in, a strong aroma wafted in.
“Dude, what are you wearing?” I asked him, unable to hold in my laughter.
“Not all of us got a magical huge cock from a weird witch lady,” he said, and Michelle burst out laughing. “Some of us have to dress up a bit if we want to get noticed.”
“You look like a jackass,” I said. “And you smell ever worse.”
“Whatever,” he scoffed, looking a bit disappointed.
“Well I think you look very handsome, Ryan,” Michelle said, and Ryan seemed to perk up a bit. “And you smell nice too.”
“Thanks,” he said cheerfully as Michelle started driving again. We didn’t talk much on the drive over. I was pretty sure I knew what Ryan was thinking about, but I had no idea about Michelle. Our relationship had changed a lot in the last few days, and I still didn’t really know her feeling on the matter. When she finally pulled into the parking lot and parked, she turned to look at us both.
“So, what exactly is your plan here, guys?” She asked, looking slightly amused.
“I don’t know,” I shrugged. “We’re just going in for some wings, and we’ll see where things go from there.”
“Yeah,” Ryan nodded. “We’ll feel it out as we find out what kind of impact all the rumors about Jake have had on the girls in there.”
“Ok,” Michelle shrugged, clearly trying to contain he laughter. “Well, good luck I guess.” She got out and walked into the restaurant as if nothing at all was out of the ordinary. Ryan and I sat in the car a while longer, not wanting to seem like we got a ride from my sister. After we felt like it had been long enough, we got out and walked over together.
“Ok, you take the lead,” Ryan said as we reached the door. I looked over at him, saw he was sweating, and clearly nervous, and nodded my head. I opened the door, stepped in, and was immediately hit by the smell of fried chicken. A second after the smells of hooters hit me, the sights did. I could see Natalie taking an order from a table of guys who looked like they just got off work at a construction site. She was bent over slightly, giving one of the guys a perfect view of her ample cleavage. I quickly looked around the place, wanting to see who else was working tonight.
Apart from Natalie, I could see Marie, the one older woman who worked there, taking an order from another table. The hostess, Becky, was talking to two guys in front of us. I could see one of the blonde Jenner twins across the room, and I wondered if her sister was here as well. As I looked around, a sexy looking girl with tattoos whom I didn’t know walked out holding a tray of food and brought it to a table. And then I noticed the manager, Aldo, sitting at the bar having a drink. Behind the bar, Rachel was pouring him another drink.
The first person to notice we had walked in was one of the twins. I saw a smile spread across her face as she saw me, and then she walked over to Natalie and whispered something in her ear. Natalie’s head spun around, and she too broke into a big grin as she saw me. She gave me a sexy wave, and I waved back. Becky returned from seating the two guys, and she too smiled as she saw me walk up.
“Hey there, Jake,” she said, giving me a sexy smile. “Long time no see. Welcome back.”
“Thanks Becky,” I smiled at her. She was the prototypical hooters girl. Short, blonde, busty, cute. “Table for two.”
“Where’s that blonde girl you two are always with?” She asked as she grabbed two menus and began leading us to a table in the corner.
“Uh, she’s busy today,” I said, wishing Shannon were with us, even though she wouldn’t want to participate in this any way.
“Oh well, that’s too bad,” Becky said. “I guess we’ll just have to focus on you two then.” She brought us to a table near the back, where we would be out of sight of most of the other patrons. We both sat down, and Becky handed us the menus. We both took a quick second to admire her nice perky rack in the hooters shirt. She smiled knowingly at us both, and then left us alone.
“Man, this place fucking rules,” Ryan said once Becky was gone. “I wish my sister worked here.”
“Your sister did work here,” I pointed out. “She was too hot for it.” He ignored that, and went back to staring at the waitresses as they hustled about the restaurant. I could see the waitresses whispering to each other, and looking over at us, and I wished I knew what they were saying. Natalie came walking over to us, and then sat down next to me in the booth.
“Hey there, stranger,” she said, and leaned into me. Her big soft tits pressed against my arm. “What brings you in today?”
“Uh,” I said, trying to remember what to say, and forgetting everything as I felt her tits on my arm. “We… uh… came in for some wings.”
“Some wings, huh?” She chuckled. “Coming right up. Anything to drink?”
“Um, can we have some beers?” I asked hopefully. I knew she was well aware that neither of us were twenty-one, but I asked anyway.
“Sure thing,” she said and gave me a wink. “I’ll be right back with that.” Before she got up from the booth, she reached out and gave my crotch a nice rub. She squeezed it a little, smiled at me, and then got up and walked away.
“Holy shit,” Ryan said as she walked away. “Did she just rub your dick?”
“Yeah,” I nodded, unable to control my smile.
“This is so crazy,” he said with wide eyes. “Jake, you can’t let this thing go. You have to do whatever it takes to keep it.” I just frowned, not wanting to respond to that. I didn’t want to think about evil things and evil responsibilities. I just wanted to spend the night staring at awesome tits, and hopefully getting to touch them too. At that moment one of the twins walked over, and sat down next to Ryan. He looked over at her with wide eyes.
“Hi, Jake,” either Mindy or Macy Jenner said with a smile. “Who’s your sexy friend?” She leaned closer to Ryan as she asked, and I could see his whole body stiffen up.
“Ryan,” I told her. “His sister worked here a long time ago. Brooke. Remember her?”
“Oh yeah,” the sexy blonde twin said with a bouncy smile. “I totally remember Brooke. She is like, so pretty. But I didn’t know she has a sexy brother.” For a moment Ryan looked totally lost for words. He stared into the big green eyes of the blonde beauty for a moment, and then his eyes dropped down to her large breasts squeezed tight into the classic shirt.
“Um, it’s nice to meet you,” he finally said, and offered her his hand. She giggled sexily, and then shook it.
“It’s nice to meet you too, Ryan,” she smiled at him. “My name’s Mindy. You know, you two should stick around after you eat. I know some of us girls have something we want to discuss with Jake. And obviously you’re invited too, Ryan.” She winked at Ryan, and then at me, and then got up, obviously giving Ryan a good look at her ass as she did. Then she went back to work.
“Dude, this is actually going to work,” Ryan smiled at me, clearly beside himself with excitement.
“It seems that way,” I nodded. I was excited at the prospect of sleeping with these girls too. But in the past three days alone I had been sleeping with some of the hottest chicks I know. I had to remind myself that Ryan was almost definitely still a virgin. And the idea of losing his virginity to a girl like Mindy, or any of the girls here, must be beyond awesome.
We sat for a while, observing the comings and goings of the restaurant. All of the girls were getting lots of attention from the patrons. I could see one older looking guy practically drooling on Michelle as she leaned over him. All of the waitresses had waved at me at least once, and I could tell they had all heard the rumors from Natalie. The manager sitting at the bar, Aldo, seemed aware of our presence too, and he didn’t seem happy about it. When Natalie came back with two big glasses of beer and a basket of wings, she sat back down next to me.
“Hey, what’s with that guy?” I asked her as I took a long swig of the beer. She looked over, and then quickly looked back at me.
“That’s the boss,” she said in a lower voice. “He knows we’ve been talking about you. And I’m pretty sure he isn’t happy about it.”
“No shit,” I said. “He looks pissed. What’s his deal?”
“He doesn’t like the idea of us waitresses sleeping with any of the customers,” Natalie explained. “He thinks we all belong to him or something.”
“Well that’s kind of creepy,” I said.
“Yeah, he’s a total creep,” Natalie said even softer. “I’m pretty sure he thinks we’re the same as strippers. But he’s been the boss here since before me or Michelle even started. He tries to sleep with all of us. And he’s almost always dating one of us.”
“Have you ever slept with him?” I asked, not liking the thought much. The guy just had a greasy look about him.
“Yeah,” Natalie nodded. “He’s nothing to write home about though. Unlike you,” she added, and leaned into me again. Her hand found my crotch, and gently rubbed along my cock.
“Has Michelle?” I asked, feeling an inexplicable rage as I imagined that greaseball fucking my sister.
“Probably,” Natalie nodded. “Don’t worry about him though. He’s all bark no bite. Although, I think he is dating Angela at the moment. So maybe don’t flirt with her in front of him.”
“Ok,” I nodded with a slight frown.
“Which one is Angela?” Ryan asked.
“The girl with the arm tattoos and fake tits,” Natalie said. We both looked over and saw who she meant right away. Angela was talking to a group of guys dressed in business casual outfits. Both of her arms were indeed covered in tattoos, and her tits did indeed look different from the other girls. I didn’t think they necessarily looked bad, but they were certainly different. She also had piercings in her ears, nose, eyebrow, and possibly other places. Her long raven hair and dark makeup added onto the sexy punk look she was clearly going for.
“How long has she been working here?” I asked, not remembering having seen her before.
“A couple of months,” Natalie said. “Which is why she’s still dating Aldo. She’ll break up with him soon, I’m sure. And then she’ll probably have to work somewhere else. Although maybe not. Other girls have dated him and stayed.”
“How does he get away with that?” I asked, feeling that inexplicable rage building.
“He’s the boss,” Natalie shrugged.
“Yeah, but why doesn’t anyone report him or something?”
“Report it to who?” Natalie asked earnestly. “And say what? Hooters manager likes to sleep with hooters waitresses. Not exactly headline news.”
“Someone should do something,” I said. “He shouldn’t get to act like he’s your god damned pimp.”
“It’s fine, Jake,” Natalie laughed. “We’re all used to it. And it’s not like anyone has to sleep with him. We just know we’ll get the better shifts if we throw him a bone every once in a while.”