A Bit of Back and Forth

“What are you two doing?” Amber asked from the doorway to the bedroom, though it would have been obvious to anyone with an ounce of common sense.

In front of her, from her point of view, Madison was sitting on Brandon’s lap, the skirt of the cheerleading outfit covering the brunette’s legs from the middle of her thigh up to her hips, disguising any thing beneath from view. The blonde might have realized that something was going on below however if she’d noticed that the skirt didn’t fold beneath Madison’s ass, but rather spayed out over the top of Brandon’s jeans, meaning that Madison’s bare pussy would be resting on his crotch. Or rather, his upper thighs, by the way Brandon’s legs were slightly parted, unaware that Madison was held in place, fixed, by the straight, hard cock shoved up her pussy.

Amber failed to make the connection, only concluding that it was a very uncomfortable seating position.

“Uh, just…family…time.” Madison’s focus flickered, distracted by the warm feeling just below her belly. “Just reconnecting.”

They were definitely reconnected now, the brunette mused to herself, her pussy lips quivering around the root of her brother’s cock. His teasing fingers and grinding cock had made her horny and wet before, but being so suddenly filled had made her desperately needy. There would have been nothing she’d have liked more than to start moving, sliding her soaked pussy up and down her brother’s stiff shaft but she had to restrain herself. Against the demands of her body, she clenched her hands into fists and bit into her lip, trying to use the pain to mitigate the pleasure.

“Sitting on your brother’s lap?” Amber’s mind sensed something wasn’t right with the picture in front of her, but she still couldn’t quite grasp what. “That's kind of odd.”

“N-no, mmmm, we…we’re just closer than most siblings, being…twins…” Madison suppressed a moan as she felt Brandon’s cock throb defiantly against her tight walls. “I, I like to sit on Br-Brandon’s lap, and tell him what…what’s going on.”

The illicit thrill of fucking his sister was a feeling that Brandon had almost forgotten. Almost everyone in the cabin knew about them now, or suspected something, so there was no need to hide or pretend. But trying to dupe Amber reminded him how it felt, that first time in the back of his jeep, in the sleeping bag with Madison, giving in to lust but knowing if they were caught by a passing driver or a police officer that there would be hell to pay. It was that reminder of taboo that had all the blood pumping still to his cock, despite already shooting off one load inside his sister’s tight love tunnel.

“I used to sit on my dad’s lap, but my mom says it’s not appropriate anymore,” Amber said with a finger to her chin, looking sideways as she considered Madison’s explanation. “Is it nice?”

“Mmm, so nice, so…” she exhaled instead of finishing that sentence, letting out a long, fractured breath. “Brandon has the best lap,” she added without thinking.

“Oh my god, really?” The blonde beamed, a huge smile breaking out on her face. “I wanna try.”

“No!” Madison shouted, too sharply, and quickly lowered her voice to a reasonable level. “I, I mean, I’m not done with family time just yet.”

“Oh, come on, you can do it any time you want,” Amber said, jumping forward. “I wanna sit on his lap.”

With barely any time to protest, Madison found her arms being grabbed by Amber as her blonde fellow cheerleader attempted to yank her off Brandon. The effect of this, completely unbeknownst to Amber was to slide Madison’s silky pussy up along her brother’s length. The grip of her lips around his shaft caused enough friction that Amber found it difficult to simply heave Madison off completely in one pull. Her strength giving way, Amber rested, allowing Madison to lower herself back down Brandon’s dick.

“Aaaaaah,” Madison gasped as she felt every inch slowly fill her up again. “Oh my god.”

“What the hell? Don’t pretend that I hurt you. I could barely lift you up.” Amber insisted, still holding onto the brunette’s arms. “When did you get so heavy?”

“F-fuck you. I’m not heavy,” Madison growled, holding on to Amber’s forearms with her own hands as well, grasping tightly as she staved off an orgasm. “I, I just don’t want to get up.”

“Come on,” Amber begged, shifting her weight as she prepared to pull again. “Ashley got him all to herself when they were dating, now you’re monopolizing his time; it’s not fair.”

The brunette cheerleader’s hazel eyes grew wide as she realized what Amber was about to do. “No, no, no, no,” she repeated, this time able to brace for the pull. “Don’t, don’t, don’t.”

Amber did not heed her words. She pulled harder this time and lithe as she was, as a cheerleader she was certainly no slouch in the muscle department. Handstands, flips, and the strength needed to throw another body had given her the power she needed to pull Madison almost right off Brandon’s lap. But Amber thought she only needed a few inches of height, when in fact she needed several to clear Brandon’s length. And the hold of the brunette’s pussy on Brandon’s member still proved too much for the eager blonde, and eventually, for a second time, she had to call it quits and rest.

“Fuck,” Amber looked around at Brandon, checking if he was pulling against Amber, but his hands were on the bed. He did seem a little breathless though, the cheerleader noted before looking back at Madison, perturbed again by her slackjawed expression as she rather slowly sunk down onto Brandon’s lap. “Are you two superglued together or something?”

“Godammit, can’t you just go away?” Madison demanded, her eyes losing focus as her head went dizzy. “Just…fuck off.”

“No way,” Amber said, more determined than ever to pull Madison to her feet. “Why can’t you just get up?”

“Because…” Madison searched for a good enough reason, but her foggy brain made it difficult to think straight, and she fell back on a used excuse. “He’s my brother and I want to spend time with him without being assaulted.”

“Assaulted?” Amber rolled her eyes while clicking her tongue. “Why do you have to take everything so seriously? This is why Sharon doesn’t like you, you know.”

“Sharon doesn’t like me because I think she’s a bitch,” Madison snapped, temper flaring. “And you’re just her little mini bitch.”

That was a mistake. In her anger, Amber pulled on Madison with all her strength, catching the brunette by utter surprise. An emptiness opened up inside her as Brandon’s cock slid rapidly from her vaginal tunnel, causing Madison to pant. Her arousal mingled with panic as she felt her pussy lips stretch wide over his glans and realized that Amber was close to achieving her goal, and when she did she’d finally understand what was really going on.

“Bra-Brandon,” Madison half moaned, looking back at her brother for help.

Shaken from his lustful, post-climax stupor, Brandon realized that Amber had almost pulled Madison free from his cock and grabbed his twin by her sides. As strong as the blonde cheerleader was, she was no match for the power of the quarterback as he jerked Madison back down onto his cock with ease. Unfortunately, that same strength waned when he felt his sister’s slick folds slid back down his shaft, momentarily allowing Amber to pull Madison back up. With a grunt, he tugged her back down, the feeling so good his hips involuntarily bucked upwards.

“Ah, aaaaah,” Madison whimpered again as she felt Brandon thrust deeper in her. “D-don’t you dare!” she scolded him, glaring down over her shoulder again.

Brandon barely knew what she was talking about, since humping against her descending pussy had been a completely **** action. With one final pull, he slammed Madison back down on to his lap, the brunette letting out a satisfied cry as the deep filling sensation she felt, as Amber’s grip gave way. The twins were too busy resisting their individual orgasm to notice Amber stumbling back, losing her footing and falling on her ass.

“Ow…” she whined, struggling back to her feet. “That was mean.”

“What the hell is going on here?”

All three teens looked up, or in Amber’s case around, to see the flaming red hair of the busty Chloe McRose standing in the doorway. The noise of the scuffle, particularly the thud of Amber’s butt hitting the floor, had roused her curiosity as she finished dressing after long, satisfying shower. But she hadn’t quite expected the scene in front of her, Madison and Brandon on the edge of the bed, the former on the latter’s lap, and Amber massaging her own buttocks.

“Oh great, another member of the loser squad,” Amber quipped, taking some of her frustration at being bested by Madison and Brandon out on Chloe.

“Nice to see you too,” Chloe replied to the cheerleader. A week ago, a comment like that might have bothered her, but she’d grown too much and gained too much self-respect to care what Amber thought of her. “Like I said, what’s going on?”

“Just these two being selfish,” Amber explained, hooking a thumb over her shoulder at the ‘two’ in question. “I want to sit on Brandon’s lap too, but Madison won’t get up. I tried to lift her and…”

While the blonde’s back was turned, Madison decided to take a risk. Leaning back slightly, and widening her legs, she flipped the front of her skirt upwards, flashing pussy, stretched open in a wide ‘O’ around the base of Brandon’s shaft, directly at Chloe. The redhead’s clear blue eyes went wide when she saw the display, the sight of the twin’s connected deliciously erotic, but she only allowed her gaze to linger for a few seconds. Blinking, Chloe turned her eyes back to Amber, focusing on her lips and pretending to listen to every word she was saying, until Madison had covered herself up again.

“Why do you even care about Brandon?” Chloe asked, cutting Amber’s one-sided account short. “I thought you were into Lee. I always see you talking to him in the school halls.”

“Yeah, but Brandon’s the quarterback,” Amber gestured towards the man, as if the explanation was self-evident. “The quarterback!”

“Am-ber, I…uh….don’t…” Brandon tried to warn her off, just as Madison had wanted, but his sister’s pulsing walls around his dick made it difficult to find the right words among his already limited lexicon.

Chloe shushed him, having formulated her own plan, and asked, “So, that means Lee is free game then?”

“Ha, like he’d go for a fat loser like you,” Amber fleered in Chloe’s direction and laughed to herself.

“H-hey, that’s uh…too…far,” Brandon tried to come to the girl’s aid, but Chloe didn’t need it.

Those words, again last week, would have struck to the heart of Chloe’s insecurities, to a time when her self-esteem was so low she had to wear a t-shirt over her bikini, if she wore one at all, because she thought her boobs were too big and too, just as Amber had said, fat. But, she’d learned, not just that men, and women, loved her ‘fat’ tits, but also, to love her ‘fat’ tits for herself.

“It’s okay Brandon. She’s just jealous, I think.” Chloe put her hand into the back pocket of her baggy jeans, thrusting out her tits overtly even within her loose tee. “I’d be envious too, if I had small tits like hers.”

“Small?” Amber recoiled, affronted at being talked back to by a nobody like Chloe. “My tits aren’t small!”

And they really weren’t. Here breasts were a respectable medium handful that looked good on her fit frame. However, next to Chloe’s large boobs most tits appeared comparatively small. Though Chloe had only made the remark to get a rise out of the blonde cheerleader.

With a shrug, Chloe continued. “Well, I must have something you don’t if he always comes to watch my soccer games.”

“Girls’ sports?” Amber wrinkled her nose. “Ew.”

“Ah-mber, you know, uh, cheerleading is ah-ah sport…?” Madison noted, trying and failing just as her brother was to ignore the throbbing cock inside her twitching cunt.

“Yeah, but we look hot doing it,” Amber countered, shooting Chloe a smug side glance. “No way he goes to watch your fat tits flop around your chest as you run back and forth over the field.”

“Pitch,” she corrected her, smiling as she played to Amber’s insecurities next. “But, that’s what he told me last night, at least.”

He had mentioned it long before last night, but Chloe concluded that Amber didn’t need to know that. What Amber did know was that she’d been texting him some dirty messages last night when suddenly he’d stopped replying. She thought that maybe he’d simply fallen asleep, which was insulting enough, but what if he was actually with another girl? And that was exactly the line of thought that Chloe intended to prey upon.

“You’re such a liar,” Amber glared at Chloe, but her tone was unsure.

“Well, maybe I’ll just go ask him,” the redhead taunted the blonde cheerleader as she backed out of the bedroom. “I mean, you won’t care. You have Brandon, right?”

With a wink at the pair behind Amber, Chloe took off in a stride down the hall, disappearing out of sight for Brandon and Madison. Looking between the door and the twins, Amber took a couple of seconds to decide whether the bird in the hand was worth the one on the bed, and ultimately decided she wasn’t quite ready to give up on a relationship with Lee just yet.

“Hey, wait!” Amber stormed after Chloe, finally leaving the room. “Lee is mine!”

As soon as they were in the all clear Madison launched herself off Brandon’s cock, his dick coming free with a very wet, slurping pop, and fell to her knees, a quivering, shaking mess of near orgasmic nerves. Her skin tingled all over, she felt feverishly warm and her whole body was so sensitive a feather touch might make her break down entirely. Unfortunately, Brandon was the same, his cock held in a state of constant arousal for too long but Madison’s pussy unsheathing him from its inner folds was the last straw.

Without any assistance or extra stimulation from himself, Brandon’s cock erupted for a second time. Despite being his second load, he still managed to fire off an impressive volume of cum, firing out ropes straight from his slit to paint Madison’s back and ass in creamy, white streaks, staining Ashley’s cheer outfit. The feeling of his thick, warm seed splashing against her was more than a feather’s touch for the young brunette and she too came, her spasming pussy beginning to leak her inner fluids all down her thighs.

After riding the onslaught of her orgasm for several minutes, Madison’s limbs gave way and she slumped to the floor, nearly passing out entirely and just managing to whisper, “that was too fucking close”.