Ginger vs. Brunette

Finn took a deep breath as he attempted in vain to ignore the person next to him, the one that continually glanced over in his direction. Instead, he intently studied the make and model of the ceiling fan that spun around and around. Leave it to Uncle Harv to hang some mistletoe up there. I wonder if he does the same at the manor for his sex parties? Who am I kidding? I bet Dad's the one in charge of party games like that.

Out of the corners of his eyes, Finn could tell that two people wanted his attention now. Ignoring the smirking one, he turned to look over at the person next to him. Nate wore a shit-eating grin while nodding eagerly.

"What?" Finn asked, more out of exasperation than anything.

"Don't you just love it when I visit? You didn't get this before I showed up," Nate chuckled, motioning down to his lap. He sent a follow-up nod towards Finn's lap.

Actually, I turned it down two nights ago, Finn recalled the previous hot tub outing. However, he didn't want to burst his friend's bubble with that information. Nate dearly missed his old friends in Honey Hollow and lived for these rare moments with them. Finn knew that the situation he found himself in would be the envy of nearly every man on the planet. Having a smoking hot ginger with a touch of nymphomania bobbing up and down on his dick just didn't ring Finn's bell. Not when that smoking hot redhead also happened to be one of your best friends and the ex-girlfriend that broke your heart. If anything, Finn felt annoyed at Lana's antics on this trip. The engagement party for their friends several nights ago only reinforced the pain that occasionally flared up around Lana. Brian and Becky started dating the same month that Lana and I did, and now they're engaged.

It also didn't help that the brunette currently performing a similar function on Nate's cock happened to be his father's girlfriend. Or Skye had been as of yesterday. Why the hell did she even date Dad?! Skye's no gold digger. She's a sweet, kind, and gorgeous girl. Shit, I would've asked her out in a heartbeat if I thought she would say yes. Finn sighed as he realized that option was forever gone. One doesn't date his father's ex-girlfriend. No matter how sexy a girl, it would be weird and embarrassing.

A gentle bite sent Finn's attention downward. A wink and a grin around his cock greeted him. Sighing again, he shut his eyes, despite knowing that it would only cause Lana to work even harder to break him out of his shell. She can never just let things go.

"It looks like I overestimated your skills," Skye declared, her mouth coming off of Nate's member with a pop.

"Huh?" Lana replied, causing a similar pop.

"I thought a girl like you would make a man melt in your mouth, but..." Skye waved her hand at the seemingly bored Finn.

"Oh, Finny's just sulking. He'll be fine once he gives in to me...like always."

"I do not give--"

"Hush! Us girls are having a discussion," Lana responded, irking her ex even further. "I'm an expert at pole-popping his peter."

"Pole-popping?" Skye arched an eyebrow.

"We started fooling around at a young age," Lana shrugged.

"Dude, don't fight this!" Nate stage whispered at his friend.

"At least my guy here is receptive to my handiwork," Skye teased, patting Nate's thigh.

"And very grateful!" he declared. His eyes ate up the sight of the wannabe model in her blue and white checkered bikini.

"I think Peyton had a little to do with your guy's excitement," Lana sassed back.

"Oh, I think Nathan is plenty happy with me," Skye turned to flash her eyelids at the said guy.

"I am. I am!"

"You wanna bet?"

All three heads swung over to face Lana. The busty ginger continued to jack the **** rod slowly. The reactions of the three others varied.

"A bet? Hell fucking yeah!" Nate boomed.

"Aw, dammit," Finn groaned.

"Hmm, a bet, you say?" Skye inquired in an intrigued voice.

"The first person to make their cock blow wins," Lana stated.

"Shouldn't there be a prize for the winner?" Skye countered.

Putting on a whimsical expression, the buxom redhead tapped her finger against her chin.

"I got an idea!" Nate eagerly offered, causing both women to shush him.

"Okay, how about this idea? If I get One-Eyed Finn or you get Smutty Smurf to blow first, then we get to pick who to fuck," Lana laid out.

"I love it!"

"That's not really much of a win, to be honest. There are only two options," Skye pointed out, ignoring her partner's outburst. "No offense, fellas."

"Oh, I didn't mean right here and now in the hot tub. I meant in the whole cabin for the rest of this trip."

"Anyone?"

"Absolutely! And the loser of the bet has to help the winner score their choice," Lana replied, flashing the dirtiest, sluttiest smile she could muster.

"Hey, that doesn't help us!" Nate argued.

Next to him, Finn wished he had fled with Peyton. Oh shit, Peyton! She's going to blow a gasket when she hears about this bet.

"Don't be dense," Lana shot over at the complainer. "Do you really think we're only doing blowjobs tonight?"

"Oh, right. Sorry, ladies," Nate apologized, throwing his hands out in a placating manner.

"So we on?" the ginger asked, holding out her hand.

"We are so on!" the brunette with blonde highlights agreed, shaking the offered hand.

Abruptly, Lana stood up, letting go of Finn's cock. Reaching behind her back, she undid the clasp of her red bandeau bikini top. That unleashed her finest assets in her mouthwatering D-cups. Diagonally across from her, Nate gave a cheer, while Finn couldn't help but appreciate those cursed tits that he had watched grow over the years. Wasting little time, Lana shoved down her red bottoms.

Nate found a pair of fingers on his cheek turn his head back to face the slightly older beauty in front of him. While Lana went for the dramatic strip, Skye performed a slower, tantalizing striptease. With her top an off-shoulder bikini, the straps didn't have far to go to showcase her perfect C-cups, but working as a model had taught Skye a few tricks to stimulate viewers. Alternating between each strap, she inched her blue and white checkered bikini slowly down. Dual sighs rang out from her two male admirers, along with a stifled moan from Lana. Knowing that her social media followers loved her ass, Skye spun around. One side bow came untied, then the other. All the while, Skye peeked over her shoulder at not just Nate but at Finn too. A satisfied grin formed as both boys chewed their lips at her bare ass.

Lana didn't care at all for the mesmerized faces of her two friends. No doubt, she could appreciate Skye's body. It was one she longed to fully taste, but as she was accustomed to being the center of attention in life, she hated being ignored. If Lana had taken a moment to think over the matter, she would've easily deduced the reason. While both Finn and Nathan loved Lana's Playboy Bunny body, they had seen it naked many times prior. The unveiling of Skye's Victoria's Secret figure was the shiny new toy. One that needed to be studied and appreciated. Instead of thinking it over, Lana dropped to her knees and impaled her mouth onto Finn's cock.

"Whoa!" he cried in shock.

Seeing that Lana had already started the bet, Skye spun back around and dropped to her knees too. Unlike the redhead with her ex-boyfriend, the brunette barely knew the guy before her. Despite already spending several minutes sucking him earlier, Skye still felt a little awkward.

"May I?" she asked, flashing an adorable smile.

"Have at it!" Nate responded, spreading his legs an inch wider.

While Lana inhaled her dick, Skye went a different route. Extending her tongue, she flicked it at the cockhead, before teasingly tracing it along the spots she found sensitive on other men. Apparently, she'd guessed right as Nate moaned loudly.

"Fuucckkkk," he groaned. "You're so fucking hot."

"Thank you. But you better put that on my pictures. I could use the likes," giggled Skye, after pulling her tongue back.

"Baby, I'm going to share your name with everyone I know."

Next to the laughing duo, Lana fumed. Why didn't I try and be a fucking internet model? I got the face, tits, and ass for it. God knows those guys loved me that one night I filled in at the strip club. Taking out her aggression, she sucked with all her heart.

"Easy!" Finn warned.

Lana didn't let up on the level of suction.

"Easy!" This time Finn pushed her forehead, breaking off the contact.

Feverish eyes glared up at him. Despite the recrimination, Lana hungrily devoured the cock that used to belong to her. Unblinking eyes stared into his, almost begging for Finn to challenge her method. Resigned to his fate, Finn broke the eye contact, glancing over to Skye and Nate.

A much sweeter scene played out over there. One that Finn recalled Lana as having once been into. Why couldn't Lana have stayed that way? Why did she have to turn into a wild party girl? With regret in his heart, Finn momentarily wondered if he dated the wrong friend in high school. If I had chosen Peyton, would we be the ones getting engaged this week? Knowing that was a question best not asked, he swiftly banished the thought. He and Peyton agreed never to venture down that path. They knew how close the breakup with Lana had come to shattering their friendship trio.

The exhilarating feeling of engaging in a cocksucking competition drove the two women in different ways. Lana's lust always simmered just below the surface. That allowed her almost to flick it on as one would flick on a light switch. The thrill of competing against a slightly older woman/model in Skye fanned the flames of her furnace. Coupled with showing Finn that he could never say no to her, Lana's lust raged like an inferno.

A few feet away, Skye's sweet side took longer to turn slutty. As always, the fuzzy feeling she felt posing for the camera lens or an admirer helped kickstart her libido. The fluttering started in her heart until it descended in her loins. Stripping naked helped take it up another notch, turning the fluttering into burning. Now sucking on the dick of a man she met only hours earlier, Skye's insides began to sizzle.

Kneeling on the benches of the hot tub, the two beauties displayed different styles of cocksucking. Skye treated Nate's dick like it was a lollipop or a popsicle. Her technique worked to slowly worship the sides and head of the cock until it erupted, exposing the candy inside or shooting the creamy goo down her throat. The swirling of the tongue around his knob, along with the licking down the sides of his pulsating pole, sent Nate into a dither. The teasing technique wasn't new to him, but the talent behind the tongue had never been matched before.

At the moment, Lana performed more of a vacuum-style of cocksucking. Her cheeks sunk in from the intensity of her suctioning. As she rarely surfaced for air, her breaths came through flared nostrils. That made her sound almost like a wild animal to Finn. Her technique featured nothing of the soft caresses or loving attention that Finn preferred. Not one to be defeated in a blowjob contest, the elder Stratton daughter had only one goal in mind: winning.

Either style could've won the contest and bragging rights. In fact, Skye's tongue-snaking, along with Nate's enjoyment, had her slightly in the lead over Finn's unenthusiastic attitude to his ex-girlfriend's rough actions. Yet, fortune continued its refusal to shine on Skye's stay at the cabin. Lana had the advantage of knowing what buttons to push with Finn. Once fully primed, the cutthroat ex-cheerleader performed her combination. First, she tickled Finn's left nut. The move grabbed his attention, leading to her flashing her eyebrows at him. Finally, with Finn watching, Lana purred, sending vibrations down her throat and onto his iron pipe. Then, reacting at the speed of sound, Lana pulled her mouth off of her best guy friend's dick.

"Skye, look!"

The sudden shout caused the brunette to stop her cockteasing and turn her head toward Lana.

SPLAT

The creamy glob struck Skye directly on the bridge of her nose. Shocked, it took the hostess/model several long seconds and ropes of cum to realize what happened. The naughty ginger had aimed Finn's spurting cock at her face. Only when the fourth string hit her right eye did Skye close them. Feeling the next shots coat her lips and shoot into her open mouth, the brunette knew that Lana had moved to paint her entire face.

"Damn, Finny! You can't let yourself get that backed up. It's plain bad for you," Lana partially joked.

"What the hell, Lana?" Nate groused, seeing his contest partner covered in the other team's semen.

Squinting through her cum-covered eyelids, Skye saw Lana's proud face. Not knowing whether to be pissed or impressed by her competition's move to showcase her win by spurting it all over her face, Skye started to talk. Or at least tried. She realized she had some of Finn's creamy ooze inside her mouth at the same time as Lana reached over and **** her to close her lips.

"Unorthodox, you might say. But I wanted you to see how father and son compared. That's one taste-testing I never plan to try out."

Oh, what the hell! Skye swished around the couple spurts of younger Singer's spunk before swallowing it. Definitely, much sweeter than Fred.

"Better, right?" Lana queried.

"Yes, better," Skye replied, blushing at the dumbfounded look on Finn's face.

"The first you ever taste is always your favorite," Lana declared. Before anyone could react, she lunged forward, tongue out, and began to lick the cum off of Skye's cheek.

Finn and Nate both watched in awe as Lana role-played a kitty kat and licked all around Skye's painted face. Then, satisfied that she cleaned all from the outside, Lana swooped in to share a toe-curling kiss with Skye. For the two onlookers, Finn felt life returning to his member, while it reminded Nathan of his abandonment.

"What the fuck, Lana? I was about to blow."

"Aww, did I turn you into Grouchy Smurf?" Lana teased, breaking off the kiss.

"Enough with the cartoon shit. I got a dick that needs sucking."

"As the winner, I claim that as an additional prize," Lana told Skye over her shoulder, already crouching down to gobble up the additional treat.

Nate wasted no time in helping guide her head down.

Sharing a look, Finn sheepishly shrugged at the antics of his two old friends. Unsure over what happened, Skye began to feel a little perturbed over how the redhead treated her. Don't mistake my kindness for weakness. I've seen some crazy shit in my life. Uppity girls like you eventually get their comeuppance.

Glancing back over at her former boyfriend's son, a possible payback formed in her mind. Sliding over onto the younger Singer's lap, Skye reached down to grab ahold of the half-hard rod. When she started to tug on it slowly, the brunette's heart fluttered at the bugged-out eyes that met hers.

"You know it must be a proud moment to know you're better at something than your father," Skye whispered into his ear. "Is the taste of your cum, the only thing that's better in the junior version?"

"Wha..."

"Imagine if your dad hadn't fucked up. If he appreciated me longer, I might have turned into your stepmother. Would you have liked that?" Skye suggested in a seductive tone, laying her head on his shoulder. "You do like me, don't you? I've noticed how polite you were when you ate Goforth's."

"Y-Yeah, I l-like you," stammered the twenty-one-year-old who suddenly felt thirteen.

"Of course, I now know that Fred would've taken me for granted. It seems like his usual MO. Isn't that right?"

"Yeah," Finn barely got out. He nearly swallowed his tongue as Skye turned to sit up on her knees, straddling his legs. The hand never left his cock, but now her tits dangled in front of his face.

"Fredrick Singer would've left his much younger wife at home while he traveled all around the country for his job. I can picture being lonely and unfulfilled. The only company would come from my handsome stepson. Such a wonderful young man, he'd stop by to check on me, fix broken items around the house, or help with chores. You would do that, right?"

Finn nodded dumbly. His gaze focused on the pink nipples swaying up and down, mere inches from his face.

"Maybe in that world, you'd notice how your stepmommy had other needs that your father ignored. The delicate kind, you know." Skye moved closer, dragging her nipples along Finn's cheek. "Would you have stepped up to be the man of the house?"

"To-Totally."

"Ooh, good, you're hard!" Skye cheered, sliding off his lap and onto the bench next to him. Leaning in, she whispered into the flabbergasted Finn's ear. "Now that you're ready, it's time to get our payback against Lana. You interested?"

Breaking his attention away from his father's former flame, Finn noted that his ex-love now teased an annoyed Nate. Can't she ever stop being a damn tease? Turning to look Skye squarely in the eyes, he nodded.

"What do you have in mind?"

---

The blast of wintry air roared into the lower sunroom. As the closest to the door, the cold wind sent shivers down Finn's spine. The only person facing the door without an obscured view, Skye's eyes swept over to see who had walked inside. Letting out a relieved breath, the brunette gave the newcomer a half-smile and a partial wave. At least it's not one of the parents.

Stepping into the room, Kimberly had planned a witty comment upon entering. Only when her mouth opened, she felt tongued tied as the intended line of dialogue vanished from her mind. After freshening up in the shower, the platinum blonde dolled herself up. Digging deep into her luggage, she pulled out a tiny black bikini. This was the one that even she didn't know if she had the nerve to wear around her friends. Only after hearing a noise and peeking into the wine cellar had she said fuck it and threw on her small robe and marched over to the lower sunroom. Knowing that Finn had previously turned her down with a horrified face, she had hoped that her recent friendliness with Skye could be the gateway to fun with the sons of her two old friends.

"Hey, what's the--oh, it's you," Lana unhappily remarked, turning her head around to see what had caused Skye to back away slightly.

The fact that the second young woman had noticed her didn't hit Kimberly right away. Her brain still scrambled to process the scene before her. It really shouldn't have shocked her when one considered what some of her cheer squad did back in the day, but this wasn't what she expected.

Finding Rachel's daughter riding up and down on the cock of Tinsley's son while Cassandra's son assfucked the redhead was crazy enough. Throw in the ginger eating the hot brunette's pussy, and whatever plans Kimberly had schemed together for the younger generation were out the window.

Knowing Lana's reputation, Kimberly surmised that the wild girl had initiated the double penetration. That assumption would be wrong. Skye had pulled the strings. The most **** turned out to be Finn. He wasn't very fond of anal, but Skye's reasoning of **** had struck a chord. Some shoddy sign language to Nate led him to pick up Lana and place her onto his cock. The flame-haired vixen had cooed at his initiative, only to cry out when a second cock knocked at her back door. Any protestations from the sandwich middle ended up silenced when Skye moved around to stand over Nate and pushed her pussy towards Lana's mouth. The buxom beauty quickly showed her positive attitude to the new development.

"Got room for one more?" Kimberly finally found her voice.

"For you? You got to be kidding," Lana laughed sarcastically.

Finn turned and blanched at the new arrival. Underneath Lana, Nate squirmed his neck around to see who had arrived. Once he saw Kimberly, he scowled.

"Aw, hell no!"

"What's wrong? Are you kids afraid to play with a real woman?" Kimberly pushed, ignoring the poor initial reaction.

Skye seemed unsure after how the others reacted. She gave a half-shrug.

"Listen, lady--" Lana started, but Finn cut her off.

"I think it's best if you leave, Mrs. Lufflutz."

The sound of her soon-to-be-removed married name threw the usually confident platinum blonde. Forcing a fake smile onto her face, she took a step into the room.

"Now, Finny, you know my divorce is practically final. I don't think a few days matters if--"

"If my mom could see the cheating slut that you turned into, it would break her heart," Finn calmly replied.

The comment about Cassie hit Kimberly like a slug to the chest. Gasping, she staggered backward. Her gray eyes immediately stung as she felt lightheaded.

"Yeah, Larry's a great guy, and you ran all around campus behind his back," Nate shot over. He'd been the first person that Finn had called that awful day. Worried that if he told Lana or Peyton, they would march right over and cause a scene, Finn had called the one friend thousands of miles away. "So fuck off, bitch!"

"It...it's not like..." Kimberly attempted to defend herself, but she trailed off as Finn vanished. In his place stood a young version of Cassandra Bank.

"How could you do something so awful, Kimmie?" Cassie asked, tears streaming down her cheeks. "What happened to you?"

"I don't...it's not...oh, gawd, Cass!"

With tears to match those of the imaginary person in front of her, Kimberly turned and nearly fell over. Whipping the door open, she fled out of the room while sobbing guiltily.

"Did she...forget the crazy bitch," Nate remarked.

"Are you okay, Finn?" Skye questioned, concerned about the sadness that seemed to seep off of him.

"Hey, no going soft back there, buster?" Lana ordered at her ex. "That bitch is not your problem. You should've let me and Pey deal with her."

"Lana!" Nate shrieked, sounding like Peyton for a moment.

"Finn, boy bestie, your mom's friend lost her way. It's not your problem, okay?" Lana gently told him, sounding like her old self. "Finn?"

"Uh, yeah, I got it," he replied, clearing his head with a shack. I could've sworn she called me Mom's name.

"Good," Lana nodded. "It's too bad we didn't get an extra cock. My mouth could use one to do this properly."

"Your mouth? What about me?!" Skye groaned. "You're using up the two we have."

"Nothing's stopping you from finding more, is there?" The comment caused Skye to tilt her head in thought. "Besides, this was all your idea, Miss Director."