Joe and Sarah

When Sarah pulled away, the kiss had barely lasted a minute. For Joe however, it spanned an eternity. The feel of her lips on his was pure heaven, complimented by the squish of her tits pressed on his chest when she pulled him closer, an act she did while grabbing his ass. The latter was followed with a squeeze.

“You couldn’t have come at a better time!” She said once she’d regained her breath, her face flush. Joe took his time to study the redhead in depth, noting her casual weekend attire: basic tee, her bra’s outline forming through, and booty shorts. An outfit prime for lazing at home.

But it was the change in her persona that intrigued him the most. Glancing to the side, he caught a quick glimpse of the baseball bat he correctly assumed was there. Yet now, gone as the girl’s animosity. As made reality by his wish, Sarah seemed absolutely enamored with him.

“Why’s that?” He asked, joining the conversation. If, in this new reality, she truly was his loving girlfriend, as everything indicated she was, he’d have to start playing along until it became natural to him.

Her grin quickly turned mischievous. “My parents are gone; only my sister’s here, and she’ll be cooped up in her room because she’s got a friend over.” She leaned towards his ear, whispering the rest. “As long as we’re quiet, we can fuck all day.”

His cock hardened immediately, tenting his shorts and poking the redhead in her hips. By her subsequent giggle, it was clear she’d felt it. Not knowing how to respond, he let himself by ushered further into the home by his new girlfriend, Sarah closing the door behind him. She whispered once more when he’d settled himself in the hallway.

“By the way, I think Jones caught me checking her out again.” A fact she seemed ecstatic about. “I wonder if she suspects I’m bisexual…”

“Jones? You mean Karen Jones?”

His girlfriend nodded. “I’m telling you Joe, that girl’s one-hundred percent gay. I can just tell, as someone who’s into women myself. She’s just not out yet.”

All of this was news to him. Evidently, his wish had succeeded in turning Sarah bi, but him not being big on gossip meant that the fact that she suspected Karen Jones of being gay was new to him. He wondered if this was something she made up, or if it was a prevalent rumor at school. Something to keep in mind for later.

For the moment, he had the sexiest girl he knew clinging to his arm, prime and ready to drag him to her room for some hot, steamy rutting. No sense in making her wait; he’d been dying to get into Sarah’s pants for years.

The girl falling into a fit of giggles once more, she nearly dragged him up to the stairs to her bedroom, pulling his arm ahead of him. However, the pair was interrupted once they reached the top. Darting in front of a closed door, Joe nearly jumped when it suddenly opened and a second redhead poked through.

“Who’s at the door?” asked the girl whom Joe recognized as Hannah, Sarah’s younger sister. A year their junior (though having turned 18 last month thanks to school year offset), Joe only knew of her by the merit that she was Sarah’s sister. Not nearly as popular or outspoken as her older sister, Hannah let her sister be at the forefront of the student body’s attention while Hannah herself preferred to remain invisible with her small click of friends.

Yet, when she rushed out to hug him, he couldn’t deny that she was just as equal a fox as her older sister.

“Oh, Joe! Hi!” She exclaimed, pulling him deep into a hug that rivaled Sarah’s. “What brings you here?” Pulling back, she glanced between him and her sister, who’s face was presently flushed, and the girl smirked as she put two and two together. “Oohhh, taking advantage of the fact that mom and dad are gone?” She winked at him before tsking her sister. “Remember sis, Jesus is watching. Don’t do anything scandalous.”

“Shut. Up.” Came Sarah’s reply, sending the younger McCormack into a fit of giggles.

Joe, standing between the two redheads, couldn’t take his eyes from Hannah. Cock hard in his shorts, despite how much he wanted to bone Sarah, he couldn’t deny he was also feeling the urge to add her sister his collection of girlfriends. It would be easy, all he’d have to do was say four simple words…