Chapter 12

~Friday, October 17th~

After Tuesday night, the rest of my week went by pretty quickly. Alyssa was happy for me when I told her about my date with Dave. I worked, I read, I watched television. I also played on my dating apps, flirting with a few different guys. Ken and I were getting along so well that I even sent him a few cleavage shots. I texted with Chris a bit, too. He was alright.

Dave and I had phone sex Wednesday night, and we exchanged more nudes on Thursday. I masturbated with my dildo and practiced my blowjob skills. I was getting slightly better at managing my gag reflex, but it was definitely still getting in the way.

Then it was Friday. The covers fell off my bare breasts as I sat up and raised my arms above my head, stretching and yawning. I was nervous about going to the club that night, but I was also determined to not let it ruin my day. Reaching over, I grabbed my phone from my bedside table, smiling when I saw the text that was waiting for me.

Dave: Good morning, Beautiful. :* Have a good day!

Suzie: Good morning, Handsome. :* You, too!

As I went about my morning routine, I thought about Dave. The guy obviously really liked me, and I knew I liked him, too. He had hinted at us becoming an official couple, and even mentioned that he didn’t need the dating app any longer.

Whenever he did that, I would always change the subject as the guilt gnawed away at me. The shame was actually quite overwhelming, and I wasn’t even sure I understood it. Was it wrong that I was talking to other guys? Was it wrong that I was still planning on hooking up with strangers?

I also considered that maybe Dave was just being clingy. We had only met in person once, after all. Clingy was something that both sexes hated, right? How the fuck would I know? All this romance shit was new to me! I should have asked Alyssa, but for some stupid reason, I kept it to myself.

At the same time, I had my list of twenty-five acts to think about. The clock was ticking fast on my deadline to lose my virginity. This would be the last full weekend, and I was determined to reach my goal. I knew being set on that was weird. Still, I had my plan. And my plan helped me. It gave me structure. It gave me a sense of order in a chaotic world that so often terrified me. It was what made it so that I was in charge, instead of just some little girl that things happened to.

While I only had nine acts remaining, I knew at least a few of them would trigger the very worst my anxiety had to offer. I couldn’t even imagine ever being relaxed enough to let a guy put his face between my legs. Yet, I knew I had to. I knew I had to, or I would never overcome my fears; I would never gain the confidence to be able to live my life.

Despite starting work, I remained lost in my thoughts. Dave, Chris, Ken, guys on my dating apps, strange men I met when out with Alyssa; who would I ultimately have sex with? And when? If Chris was my first, I wondered if I’d even feel him in me. Shit, I was being a bitch. Anyway, my original plan was to lose my virginity on my twenty-fifth birthday, but I would be pretty busy that day. Dinner with my family, then the Halloween party. I could make time for a guy to do me that morning, maybe.

My morning shift was interrupted by a text from Dave, telling me that he was thinking about me. He really was a sweetheart. Kind, caring, plus he was pretty cute. Personality wise, we were a lot alike. Maybe Dave was the one? Would he be my first?

I started to have girlish fantasies of a romantic night of making hot, passionate love. Rubbing my thighs together, I squirmed in my seat as I imagined my first time. I’d probably have to change my plans, lose my virginity Friday night, the night before my birthday. That should work. As long as I got my twenty-five acts done by my twenty-fifth birthday, I would have succeeded.

The one thing I never even considered was losing my virginity at the Halloween party. Why? Well, because of the guy who gave me butterflies in a way no one else did; Henry. I wanted him. I knew I did. Yet, I pushed those feelings down. He was so far out of my league, it was crazy. True, we had fooled around, but I was sure that was a one time thing. Fuck, I missed him.

Even though I was nervous about the club, I managed to eat a healthy lunch. Then I lay in bed and played on my phone while listening to music. I wondered if maybe Henry would be at the club with us. Alyssa did say that the girls were going, so probably not. I knew I shouldn’t get my hopes up.

Work was over, and it was officially the weekend. Fighting through my anxiety, I made and ate a quick dinner. Opening the ride share app, I order a lift to the club before going back to my room to get ready. I put on a matching black lace bra and pantie set, then I brushed my long raven hair, allowing it to frame my pretty face. Per Alyssa’s instructions, I wore a dress. A sexy, little black dress that did wonders to showcase my assets. It was a real confidence booster, which I definitely needed.

On the ride over to the club, I texted with Dave. He had asked if we could chat on the phone tonight, but I told him that I was going out with my sister. It wasn’t a lie, not really. I was going out with Alyssa. Dave was not my boyfriend. We weren’t exclusive. He had no right or need to know that I might be letting the girls out for a public viewing. So, why did I feel so guilty?

Stepping out of the car, I demonstrated my lack of grace by stumbling on my heels and nearly falling on my face. They weren’t even tall heels! My face bright red, I straightened out my dress, thanked my driver, and waited outside the club for the others.

“Suzie? Is that you?” a female voice called out.

“Yeah?” I replied, turning and coming face to face with Katie, the hot blonde doctor. “Oh, Katie, hi!”

“Glad you could make it!” Katie smiled as she bent down to hug me tightly. “You look great!”

“Thanks, so do you!” I said, rubbing her back before releasing her. Holy shit, she was tall. The outgoing woman really did look amazing in her light green dress.

“Shall we?” she suggested, gesturing toward the entrance.

“What about the others?” I asked with a frown.

“Oh, they’ll show up eventually.” Katie shrugged. “No reason to wait out here, right?”

“Um, I guess.” I mumbled nervously. I wasn’t sure about going in without Alyssa.

“Great!” she grinned.

As I got nearer and nearer to the door, I began to worry. Then, more than worry, I started seeing spots, and I felt dizzy. When was the last time I breathed in? I didn’t remember! I gasped for the breath I didn’t know I was resisting.

Breathe. Just breathe. Everything will be okay. Racing thoughts, rapid heart beat, churning stomach, sweaty palms. Don’t throw up, don’t throw up. I was gonna throw up. No! Focus. Me. No, not me. Zee. Suzie was scared to death, but not Zee. Zee could do this. Fuck. I did the only thing I could; I put one foot in front of the other, following the doctor inside. It was time for Suzie to put on her big girl panties so Zee could shine.

Thumping music and flashing lights assailed me, threatening to overwhelm me as Katie and I weaved through the dancing bodies. We approached the full bar, and Katie ordered us both a sex on the beach. Sitting at a large table with a booth on one side and chairs on the other, Katie and I did our best to talk over the music while waiting on the others.

“So,” Katie began as she leaned in conspiratorially while clutching her glass, “I heard you hooked up with the gorgeous Henry Renshaw.”

“What?!” I screeched in a high pitch voice, practically spitting out my drink. “H-how did you know that?”

“Your big sister, duh!” the blonde doctor smiled and shook her head. “Anyway, I just had to ask how you managed it? Any girl at the hospital would be his for the asking, but he never asks! He’s so picky!”

“I guess he just has a thing for the Graves girls.” I suggested with a shrug.

“C’mon, girl! Details!” Katie begged enthusiastically.

“I mean, we never...” I rambled nervously. “We didn’t, you know, go all the way.”

“Go all the way?” she pulls back with a raised eyebrow and a surprised face. “You’re even more innocent than I realized! You’re fucking adorable!”

“I guess.” I mumbled, looking down into the depths of my drink, wishing to disappear.

“Fine, fine, I’ll drop it!” Katie giggled. “But, just so you know, I overheard him talking to your sister. He asked about you. Next time, you might get to do a lot more than just suck his dick!”

We moved on to talking about safer topics; my work, her work, the weather. I was barely listening. No, I was too busy thinking about the fact that Henry asked about me! Could I dare hope that the handsome doctor actually liked me? He and I had a lot in common, after all. Didn’t it make sense?

No. No, it made zero sense. I was just shy, scared Suzie. Alyssa’s baby sister. Henry was probably just making a polite inquiry. Besides, Katie was wrong; I didn’t suck Dr. Renshaw’s dick. I had been too much of a coward. All I did was give him a lousy handjob.

“There you girls are!” a bubbly female voice called out.

“Hey, Jess!” Katie smiled when the blonde doctor and I both looked up at the new arrivals.

Three gorgeous women were standing over us, each holding a different colored cocktail. Ellen, my sister’s closest friend, was wearing a tan dress that was artistically draped over her to show bare swaths of skin. Jessica looked incredibly sexy in a shiny silver dress that looked to be made for clubbing. The brunette nurse was almost as busty as I was, and her big tits were barely contained by the fabric of her outfit.

Then there was my sister herself. Alyssa shocked my by wearing something she actually had on recently. A gorgeous red dress with spaghetti straps. As usual, I could see the strap of her red bra, and I knew she was wearing matching red undies.

“We need shots!” Ellen insisted, her short brown hair looking so cute. “You girls get comfortable, I’ll go get some!”

Alyssa and Jessica sat down with Katie and I as Ellen made her way over to the bar. We exchanged greetings, shouting over the music as we complimented each other on our outfits. Then Ellen was back with a tray of shots. Two for each of us.

“Let’s dance!” Jessica squealed, hopping to her feet as soon as we all downed our second shot.

“C’mon girls, time to shake it!” Alyssa declared, grabbing both of my hands in hers and pulling me up.

Five gorgeous women, all grooving to the beats that kept pumping out of the club’s various speakers. I discovered there was truth to the belief that there was safety in numbers. We were just too big of a group for guys to feel comfortable trying to separate one of us. It was very good for my anxiety.

Alyssa and Ellen were holding hands, encouraging each other to move as they laughed. Jessica had her arms above her head as she twirled to the music, her large breasts bouncing with her movements. I danced with Katie, slightly uncomfortable with how prominent my double-D’s were. All five of us were laughing and screaming. Yeah, even me.

“I’m gonna steal my sister so she and I can go prowling.” Alyssa eventually shouted over the music, separating from Ellen and grabbing me. “Later, girls!”

Ellen, Katie, and Jessica all waved to us before closing ranks, dancing in a little circle. Holding my hand, Alyssa dragged me across the dance floor, and over to the large bar. She then ordered two shots of tequila, and handed me one with a big grin.

“Liquid courage, baby sister!” Alyssa declared, confidently knocking back her shot.

“Um, okay.” I whispered, too quietly for her to even hear me over the beats.

Another drink? I was already feeling a very pleasant buzz. I didn’t wanna get blackout drunk. Examining the shot, I felt my anxiety coming back. I knew exactly why Alyssa was giving me liquid courage. It was time. Time to do an act together. Fuck it, maybe another drink was a good idea.

“You go, Zee!” Alyssa clapped when I took the shot.

“W-what now?” I asked, my eyes watering from the alcohol having seared my throat.

“Now, my lovely little cocksucker, you have a choice to make!” my big sister told me. “Tits out or panties off?”

“Um...” I mumbled stupidly.

Why the fuck did I think it was a good idea to put public acts on my list? No! Stop it, Suzie! I had sucked a dick, I had swallowed cum, I even had a finger in my little bum! Whipping out my titties in public was crazy, but I wouldn’t have to touch anyone, I wouldn’t even have to really show any skin for number seven: give a stranger my panties.

“Or both? Both works for me, Zee!” Alyssa grinned.

“Panties off.” I finally found the courage to say.

“Sure!” she nodded. Then she smirked and held up a finger. “But, you aren’t getting away with being shy.”

“What do you mean?” I frowned, my heart racing. Shit, what was my crazy sister thinking?

“No running to the bathroom to lose your undies.” Alyssa declared in an authoritative voice. “We are reaching up our dresses and taking them off in front of guys, like good sluts!”

“Okay.” I said in a small voice. Then I let out a breath, locking eyes with my sister. “Okay!”

“That’s my girl!” she said happily as she started dragging me back toward the dance floor. “Let’s go find our victim!”

“By the way,” I called out after her, “why did you tell your friends about Henry and I?”

“You’re kidding, right?” Alyssa shouted back. “It’s like, the most interesting thing to ever happen to you!”

“Still...” I protested weakly.

“C’mon, Zee!” she snapped, turning to face me as she started swinging her hips to the beat, encouraging me to do the same. “Girlfriends talk about this kind of thing. It’s something else you need to experience. Sisterhood.”

“I guess that makes sense.” I said loudly, holding hands with my big sister as we danced together.

“That gives me an idea!” Alyssa exclaimed, and I could actually see her mind working behind her deep blue eyes.

“Uh-oh, what?” I winced. Alyssa’s ideas were always terrifying.

“You’ll see!” my sister giggled. “Now, let’s do this!”

While dancing, we slowly made our way through the groups of people. It seemed like Alyssa didn’t want to do this in the very center of the room. I definitely agreed with her on that point. Alyssa and I weaved through various groups and singles. We even walked by a really hot guy in his late thirties or early forties who was dancing with two gorgeous redheads. I wouldn’t mind calling that intense, green eyed fox Daddy. Roar! Eventually, we made it to one side of the dance floor, and there were several people near the wall.

“H-how about him?” I suggested, nervously pointing to a random guy who was standing by himself.

“No, no no!” Alyssa actually stomped her foot. “We need a pair of guys!”

“Why?” I wondered, looking over at her with a frown. “What’s wrong with giving one guy two pairs of panties?”

“Don’t worry about it.” she said dismissively. “Just, trust me, Zee. Pick two guys.”

“Whatever.” I rolled my eyes, wanting to get this over with so that my anxiety would calm the fuck down.

Glancing along the wall, my eyes eventually landed on two guys who appeared to be somewhere in their early twenties. They were completely ordinary in every sense of the word: brown hair, average looks, average heights, average builds, wearing average clothes. Letting out yet another nervous breath, I nodded, my decision made.

“Them.” I declared, pointing at the two guys.

“They’ll do!” Alyssa agreed happily. “Not bad looking, but not hot either. Two hotties walking up to them and dropping their panties will probably be the highlight of their lives.”

“Sure, I guess.” I just shrugged. I needed to get out of my head. I was about to accomplish one of my twenty-five acts. This was my idea!

“Let’s go!” she grinned, grabbing my hand and dragging me over toward the guys standing in front of the wall.

“Maybe this wasn’t a great idea.” I mumbled, thinking about my recent shopping trip with Alyssa. “These were expensive!”

I fought my anxiety as Alyssa pulled me closer and closer to the two guys. Soon, they noticed us approaching. Two hot girls with raven hair, piercing blue eyes, and big tits. Their brown eyes lit up as they stood up straighter, probably thrilled, probably thinking they’d just hit the jackpot. Well, they were right.

“Hello, boys!” Alyssa announced confidently as she stood in front of one guy, pushing me in front of the other. “I’m Alyssa, and this sexy minx is my baby sister, Suzie!”

“Nice to meet you both!” the guy in front of Alyssa exclaimed. It was obvious he thought my sister was hot. The guy was right, Alyssa looked fucking gorgeous in red. “I’m Joe.”

“And I’m Lucas.” the guy in front of me said. His eyes traveled across me, where he hoped his hands would follow.

“Pleasure.” I managed to squeak, my face red. Could I really do this? Fuck off, bad thoughts! Yes, I could!

“Anyway, my sister and I saw you.” Alyssa explained. “We thought you were cute, and we wanted to give you each a gift.”

“Oh yeah?” Lucas frowned, his eyes glancing over to Alyssa before returning to me.

“Yes. Yes, indeed!” Alyssa declared. “Now, Zee!”

As one, reached up our knee-length dresses, the fabric bunching up as our hands snaked up our legs, eventually making contact with our underwear. Alyssa and I made eye contact with our guys, their jaws dropped when they realized what we were doing. We then yanked down our panties, lifting first one leg, then the other, to step out of the dainty lace fabric.

I wadded up my black underwear, feeling the wet spot as the crumpled up cloth rested in the palm of my hand. Alyssa did the same. Then, we both reached out, offering our panties to the guys. Lucas reached out, hand palm up, and placed his hand beneath mine. Briefly glancing over, I saw Joe had his own hand beneath Alyssa’s.

“T-these are for you.” I stammered, releasing my underwear, allowing it to drop into Lucas’ outstretched hand.

“All yours, big guy!” Alyssa declared as she pushed her red panties into Joe’s palm.

“You girls really know how to get a guy’s attention!” Joe laughed nervously as he slipped my sister’s undies into the pocket of his pants.

“You definitely do!” Lucas agreed happily, He lifted my panties to his nose briefly, smelling me over the odors of the nightclub. A hungry smile appeared on his face as he pocketed the lace.

“W-well, it was nice to meet you.” I stammered, turning to leave.

“So, now that we’re friends, I should tell you the real reason we’re here.” Alyssa stated primly, grabbing my arm before I could flee.

“What’s that?” Joe wondered.

“You see, my sister here, Suzie,” Alyssa began, “well, she just love love LOVES sucking dick!”

My head whipped around, dark hair flying as my eyes went wide. I glanced at my sister, my jaw dropping while I struggled to find something to say. No sound came out of my mouth. I just stood there, paralyzed as I began to realize what Alyssa’s big idea was.

“Is that so?” Lucas husked, speaking to my cleavage before his eyes slid up to mine.

“It is!” Alyssa grinned. “Anyway, she liked you both, but she’s kind of shy, so I offered to help her out. How does that sound?”

“So, you girls are offering to show us a good time?” Joe asked, looking directly into Alyssa’s eyes.

“Bathroom?” my sister suggested, not wasting any more time.

Lucas and Joe both nodded. They took our hands and we girls practically had to run to keep up with them as they excitedly dragged us toward the bathrooms. The individual bathroom turned out to be occupied, and the guys didn’t even suggest us going into either the men’s room or the women’s room.

“Shit, now what?” Lucas wondered, glancing around in panic.

“We could wait?” Joe shrugged hopelessly.

“The alley!” Alyssa exclaimed as the idea struck her. “Out back!”

Behind the club was a wide alley where they kept the dumpsters. The back door was always unlocked, so our group of four was easily able to reach it. We could still hear the club music, but it was muted, most of it blocked out by the walls of the building. Joe and Lucas then looked around and found a few scraps of discarded clothing. I had no idea what they wanted with them, until they laid them down on the ground.

“Here, kneel on these.” Joe suggested as he and Lucas leaned against the back wall of the club, each in front of some of the wadded up clothing.

“Aw, you’re both so sweet!” Alyssa said as she approached Joe and ran the tip of her finger down his chest.

I nervously walked up to Lucas, standing on the old clothes as I looked up at him. I wasn’t nauseated, but my heart was racing and my palms were sweaty. Lucas just grinned as he buried a hand in my raven locks and leaned in for a kiss.

Then we were kissing, our bodies pressing together while his tongue pushed its way into my mouth. I knew we could both feel my massive breasts squishing against his surprisingly strong chest. As Lucas and I clutched at each other while making out, I only had one thought: fucking Alyssa!

I could not believe she manipulated me into behaving just like her! Making out in a dirty alley, getting ready to drop to my knees like some whore! Who was I kidding? Of course I could believe it. Alyssa was crazy! Yet, as Lucas began squeezing my tits, I found myself moaning into his mouth, my pussy gushing. Once again, I was confronted with the fact that Alyssa and I really weren’t so different.

Alyssa’s own moaning reached my ears, and I knew she was getting groped as well. My anger and embarrassment was gone, with only gratitude replacing it. Why? Because I wasn’t anxious. I wasn’t scared. I felt no guilt or shame. I was just horny.

My sister wasn’t stupid. She knew my lust would take over, freeing me of my fears. Alyssa also knew that, each time I let go and lived, it would make the next time even easier. So, what did I do? Simple. I slid my hand between Lucas’ legs and made him gasp as my fingers found his throbbing manhood.

I soon discovered that Lucas was not one to be outdone. In response to my hand on his bulge, Lucas slid my dress up, exposing my naked ass to the cool evening air. He grabbed both of my perky cheeks, squeezing them tightly as he pulled them apart slightly.

“Hey, Zee?” Alyssa called out in a throaty voice, distracting me from my guy.

“Yeah?” I gasped, breaking my lip lock to turn and face my sister as Lucas began slobbering all over my neck.

My sisters tits were out, hanging over her red dress and bra, her nipples hard from both the air, and her arousal. Joe was latched onto one breast, happily sucking on it as his hands squeezed Alyssa’s boobs. Her hand was buried in his hair, fingers massaging his scalp as she threw her head back and moaned.

“Think it’s time we sucked some dick?” my sister wondered, her eyelids fluttering.

“Yes!” I hissed, nodding while Lucas kissed down my neck, his hands still playing with my butt. “Yes, I want it!”

Alyssa and I stepped back from our guys, allowing my dress to fall back over my bum, while Alyssa’s big tits were still on full display. I was completely consumed by lust, allowing me to follow my sister’s lead. I reached into my black dress and bra cups, pulling my double-D’s out, my nipples rock hard as Lucas stared at them lustfully.

I gave Lucas a coy smile as my hands cupped my breasts, my thumbs caressing my massive tit-flesh. Alyssa and I then turned to face each other, nodding and smirking before looking back at our guys. In unison, two whores, sorry Alyssa, two sluts dropped to their knees and went to work.

Momentarily, I forgot about my sister and Joe as I worked to open Lucas’ pants. His slacks and boxers fell to his knees as what I knew to be an above average erection sprang fee and slapped me in the face. I gasped and squeaked as the hot, throbbing flesh impacted with my skin.

Grasping Lucas’ hard pole in my hand, I gave him a few strokes as I smiled up at him. Leaning forward, I planted a kiss on his mushroom head while he reached out and grasped my head, pulling me in. Opening wide, I took him between my lips, a low growl emanating from my throat as I felt a hard penis in my mouth once again.

Sounds of slurping and sucking filled the back alley behind the club while Alyssa and I gave head. Our soft moans and purrs of lust mixed with the moans and grunts of two guys. Gripping the bare skin of Lucas’ thighs, I bobbed my head, taking him in and out of my mouth as my saliva coated his warm member.

I couldn’t take him very deep, a cough or gag escaping my lips every single time I tried. Still, Lucas didn’t seem to mind. He kept his hands buried in my soft hair, his eyes locked on me as I gazed up at him. I could tell he loved the sight of my pink lips stretched around him, my beautiful blue eyes, and my heaving bosom. All while I was on my knees for him, my black dress riding up my thighs. I was fucking hot! And I knew it.

“Holy shit, holy shit!” Joe gasped out rapidly.

Pulling back so only Lucas’ tip was between my lips, I rapidly lashed his glans with my tongue as I glanced over at the other couple. The reason for Joe’s cries were readily apparent when I saw that Alyssa had his entire length down her throat.

“Fuck, that’s amazing!” Lucas groaned, watching Alyssa.

It really was incredible. Joe was holding Alyssa’s head in his hands, his legs visibly shaking as my sister held the deep throat. Alyssa’s nose was buried in Joe’s pubic hair as his balls rested against her chin. Opening her eyes, my big sister glanced over at me and smiled wide around her mouthful while lifting her hand and giving me a thumbs up.

I grinned around the man meat in my mouth, nodding at my sister before turning back to the task at hand. Or rather, the task at mouth! My fingers clenched Joe’s thighs as I gave him head, my tongue lashing the sensitive underside of his length. He knew I couldn’t deep throat, and he didn’t try to force me.

A couple minutes went by, Alyssa and I sucking away as the guys enjoyed our mouths. Lucas had released my hair so that he could play with my tits. He held a boob in each hand, spreading my breasts apart before squishing them together again and creating a deep cleavage. I moaned and drooled when he pinched my nipples.

Loud gurgling noises soon drew my attention back over to Alyssa. Joe was holding my sister’s head, rapidly thrusting his thickness between her lips, slamming his entire length down her throat with each thrust. I was naive, but not that naive. I knew what face-fucking was. A strand of drool dangled from my sister’s chin, waggling back and forth while Joe used her face as if it were a pussy.

I continued to watch Alyssa out of the corner of my eye, fascinated by the act of face-fucking. However, I never stopped bobbing my head. Bubbles of drool formed at my lips, occasionally popping as my lips glided along Lucas’ long penis.

“Can I fuck you?” Joe asked, looking down at Alyssa.

“Mm, mm!” Alyssa replied, shaking her head in the negative.

Gratitude toward my sister coursed through me. Joe looked annoyed, but he kept bucking his hips into my sister’s face. Unlike Joe, I was relieved. Lucas was probably already disappointed that I couldn’t deep throat, I didn’t also want to be pressured to give up my pussy. That definitely wasn’t happening!

The boys were clearly both close to their release. The talented mouths of two hot, dark-haired beauties with big tits was too much to resist. I reached my right hand between Lucas’ legs to cup his heavy balls. He groaned and grabbed my head as I began to massage his sack.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum!” Joe gasped as his fingers twisted in Alyssa’s hair.

“Mm! Mm! Mm!” Alyssa hummed happily as hot semen filled her mouth.

“Don’t swallow, don’t swallow!” Joe ordered as he kept shooting white fluid between my big sister’s pink lips.

Alyssa moaned and shook her head while looking up at Joe. I froze with three inches of dick in my mouth, my eyes locked on my sister as Joe began to settle down, his orgasm passing. Alyssa’s cheeks were puffed out, and I could see a small rivulet of white leaking down her chin.

“Show me.” Joe instructed.

The gorgeous woman eased her mouth off of Joe’s softening manhood. She looked so sexy; on her knees with her tits out. I saw Alyssa tilt her head back as she looked up at Joe and gaped her mouth open. My sister then turned her head, showing Lucas and I her sperm-filled mouth. She grinned broadly as she wiggled her tongue around in the pool of man stuff.

“Swallow.” Joe commanded in a firm voice.

Alyssa closed her mouth, her head nodding slightly as she knocked back the hot semen. She then showed Lucas and I her empty mouth before turning back to her man, allowing him to confirm that my sister had swallowed what he gave her. Alyssa then scooped up the sperm trail on her chin with her finger before popping it in her mouth, sucking on her finger with an expression of pure lust.