Past Life [Part 2]

I stared at the sleeping Riley Campbell, my older sister. I had no idea why she was here, or why she was wearing just a black thong and tight maroon crop top while sleeping in her brother’s bed. I pulled on my pajamas, which was just a pair of dark blue mesh shorts, no top, and crawled into bed beside Riley. Immediately, she snuggled up beside me, and without thinking I wrapped my arms around her fucking delicious hips. She scooter closer into me, and I thought about when we were kids, she did the same stuff, except now she was a curvy temptress, and I was rock hard for her.

So, maybe not exactly the same. I struggled to fall asleep, but I managed, though my cock was firmly erect against her smooth stomach.

———

The next morning, I woke up to Riley still in the same spot, though now she was playing with my hair, as I’d scooted down her body slightly, making it easier for her to do it. I looked up at her tiredly, and she kissed my cheek.

“Hey, little brother. Sorry for just dropping in, but your birthday is coming up, so I wanted to celebrate.” Riley murmured, and I gave her an exhausted smile. Perhaps the tiredness of sex with Kayla wouldn’t wear off immediately. She cupped my cheek.

“Hey, thanks for letting me cuddle last night, by the way. I know it’s different now that... well, we’ve both had ‘The Talk’, and it seems less innocuous, doesn’t it, Cole?” Riley blushed. I laughed.

“A bit, yeah. But I don’t mind. If you wanna snuggle, we’ll snuggle.” I shrugged. She gave me a radiant smile.

“Thanks! Now, I need to get dressed, and I hear from Natalie you have a date with some hot Mexican sisters today!” Riley giggled.

“Damn, she’s a chatterbox.” I grunted. Riley laughed and carried some clothes into the bathroom, and I heard the shower turn on. Feeling risky, I opened the bathroom door quietly, and saw her beautiful curves fairly clearly through the slightly foggy glass, and I saw her washing her light brown hair, and I quietly closed the door, content with the view of her bare asscheeks.

———

I was stretched across the couch in Natalie’s living room when Riley came out and gave me a smile.

“You look good.” I said seriously, and she laughed.

“Thanks. You’re not too bad yourself, handsome.” she joked.

“Ha. Thanks. So, what kind of stuff do you want to do?” I asked my sister. Riley tapped her chin thoughtfully.

“Well, little brother, we could go and see some sights, or catch lunch.” Riley shrugged.

“Hey, Cole!” Natalie called, poking her head out of her bedroom. I propped myself up on my elbow and looked over.

“I need you to go smooth over an argument in the lobby.” she said urgently. I nodded.

“Sure thing.” I said. Riley looked a bit disappointed.

“Hey, I’ll be back later. We can go and grab food, if you want.” I offered, and Riley beamed.

“I do.” she said, and kissed my cheek. I smiled back at her and headed out to the lobby, where I found Iris Williams and Andrea Glass screaming at each other out by the pool. Cal was there, too, adjusting his swim trunks. I walked out, and Iris turned to me, her eyes blazing.

“Cole! Tell this bitch her boyfriend fucked me!” Iris spat at Andrea. Andrea’s nostrils flared.

“Shut up, you slut! You fucked every damn boy at the party.” Andrea yelled, and Iris pulled back her hand to smack the dark haired girl across the face, so I jumped in and grabbed Iris’ wrist. She broke down in sobs, and I pulled her against my chest.

“Take me somewhere.” she whispered, and I pulled her out through the crowd gathering, and into a maintenance room that was empty most times. Which it was currently, when Iris dropped to the floor, her eyes welling with tears. I sat down beside her, and pulled her against my chest.

“Do you think I’m a slut, Cole?” Iris asked tearfully.

“No, I don’t. I think you’re stunning and gorgeous.” I murmured, and she looked up at me with shining eyes. Then, we were kissing. It was a bit salty from her tears, but it was immensely enjoyable, as she put a hand on my cheek, and pulled herself closer, flattening her perfect breasts against my chest.

“Cole.” Iris whimpered.

“What?” I murmured, and ran a hand through her blond hair.

“Thank you.” she said, and leaned back in to the kiss. I held onto her hips and we sat that way for a while, lost in each other’s lips. When we broke apart, she was smiling.

“Just so you know, Iris, this doesn’t mean we’re dating.” I told her seriously.

“Right. You’re dating that Emily chick.” Iris recalled. I nodded.

“Yeah.” I said. Iris smirked, then pulled off her shirt, and put her hands on her jean button.

“Are you willing to fuck me, Cole?” Iris whispered, and her hand threaded with mine. My resolve wavered. Then, I thought of Emily, laughing. Emily the way she looked while sleeping. But... Iris was half-naked in my arms, alone, in a maintenance room.

“Absolutely.” I grunted, and she beamed, and we quickly stripped down. Our lips crashed together much more kinetically, and her whole body arched as I traced my fingers down her smooth stomach to her curves, and then they slid along the waistband to her panties, and I gently tugged them off her long legs. She reached into my boxers and pulled out my cock.

“Hello, old friend.” she teased, and gave my cock’s head a sloppy kiss, and I groaned.

“Inside me, darling.” Iris cooed, and I grabbed her hips, lifting the slender girl up and slamming her down my rock hard length, and she shrieked loudly when her thighs met mine, my entire cock submerged in her pussy.

“C-Cole!” Iris stuttered in pleasure, and I reached up and squeezed her breasts firmly, and she arched and whimpered as I kneaded them.

“Irissss!” I hissed, as her walls clenched firmly around me, and by her glazed look, I had a feeling her orgasm was coming on, and to not much surprise, she started writhing, her eyes rolled back, and she moaned my name loudly as she squirted all over my cock, and let out a satisfied sigh as I started squirting my own cum into her already fertilized womb. Iris pulled my lips against hers, my cock still gushing cum.

“I wish it was you, rather than Cal.” she whispered, “Hell, I wish it was you rather than any other boy. I love you”. I looked at Iris’ pretty eyes, and then I kissed her.

———

“Cole!” Emily’s voice interrupted, and I looked over at her.

“God, you were lost in your own little world there.” she smiled, and kissed me softly. I was sitting with her at lunch, Riley on my other side, and my sister and girlfriend were getting acquainted. I noticed Riley looked away whenever Emily kissed me. It had been four hours since Iris and I had sex, and for some odd reason, I couldn’t quite get it out of my head. And then, it struck me. Iris had told me she loved me.

Was I... was I REALLY cheating on Emily now? She’d permitted some light teasing and kissing, but she’d said no sex, which I’d already broken, and now Iris Williams told me she loved me. Did I love her? Hell, did I love Emily? I looked my girlfriend in the eyes.

“I love you.” I said, and she blushed.

“I love you, too.” she whispered, and pulled me in for a kiss. Riley looked away, again. I reached out when I’d pulled back from Emily, and my hand grazed Riley’s bare thigh. To my amazement, she whimpered softly, so softly, I didn’t think Emily, who was talking about Hannah and Lawrence, heard. Riley pressed her hand over mine, keeping it on her bare leg, so I started rubbing it, and her hand played with my own leg.