Car Wash Cash War, Part 7

A/N So, since my last chapter, the 1 year anniversary of Amethyst Shore has passed. As some long-term readers might know, this story is actually my 2nd attempt at telling this story. Amethyst Shore 1.0, as I call it, got off to a rocky start, and was more of a collection of unfinished short stories rather than a main story with some small side projects going on. Until recently, that story was still up, but in the last few weeks, I made the choice to remove AS 1.0. It's possible some of the short stories there might end up remastered, but we'll have to see how that turns out. I have a lot of fun things planned for AS in 2024, and I hope you guys stick around to see how those things unfold. If you haven't already seen, I've posted a link to a poll where you can vote on your favorite girl, and the winning girl might get a special scene to celebrate her victory. I also linked the new Discord server where myself and other authors whose stories take place in the same world can discuss our stories with our readers, most of whom have been with one story or another for years. If you're unaware, the stories I'm talking about are Duskville, Greenwall, Redwater, Honey Hollow, Iron Falls, and Big Lake. I highly recommend checking those out if you don't know them, as we've got quite a talented team of writers working in this shared universe.

But bringing it back to the point. The 1 year anniversary of Amethyst Shore (2.0). We're quite a bit past it by now, but I'm still contemplating some kind of special to celebrate the occasion. If you have any ideas, feel free to drop a comment or message, as I don't have anything concrete planned out yet. We'll see if anything pans out or not.

This main thread here, The Contest, has always been planned out as a three act story. To my amazement, the first of those three acts is nearing its' close. The next chapter will be the last chapter in Act 1, and it's quite a fun one. Act 2's story will pick up a few weeks after this carwash at the end of Act 1, and continue the stories you've enjoyed for the past year in new, interesting ways. I've seen this act structure as something akin to seasons of a TV show, where season one is wrapping up, and season two will come and take the story in a different direction and bring in new characters, new plots, new action, and new villains. I hope that you all stick with Amethyst Shore as we move into Act 2 of the story, and that you enjoy it as much as you seem to have enjoyed Act 1.

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Aiden Blackson came barreling up to see his sister nearly the moment she took her break. She'd shown up late, so Skylar Wayne had given Amy the last break slot. Amy had barely sat down when Aiden zoomed up to greet her, his eyes feasting on her body in her revealing purple bikini. There were girls with a whole lot less on out here right now, but it was Amy that Aiden was most taken by. Those other girls may be in skimpier bikinis, but those were girls like Reyna Harris, who had small titties and could afford to have much less support. Amy couldn't, she was way too busty and perfect. Well, Aiden actually had seen Rachel Barnes walking around wearing a ridiculously skimpy bikini, and she was considerably bustier than Amy, but that's Rachel Barnes for you.

"Aiden." Amy gasped, her cheeks turning red, and Aiden knew she was remembering the exact same thing he was. Their wet bodies pressing together in the shower. His hands on her big, soapy, wet tits. Her plump ass pushing back against him. His cock rubbing between her thighs. Oh, the feel of her. Aiden couldn't fathom a world where he ever forgot what she felt like, unless he developed a severe case of amnesia or something.

Amy couldn't forget those feelings either, but whereas Aiden was lost in reverence, Amy was a whirling mixture of guilt, embarrassment, a strange happiness, and an even stranger arousal. For her little brother. Oh, she was such a bad big sister. She needed to talk to somebody about all this, but who? Who could she tell that she was... oh, god. Who could she tell that she was wet for her little brother? Jace popped into her mind first, but he'd probably think she was a weirdo, and then her whole friendship with him, and the incredible friends with benefits thing that they had just started, would implode. She chewed her lip thoughtfully, nearly forgetting completely that Aiden was actually there, she was too consumed with thinking about Aiden in the past. His hands on her boobs, the incredible hotness that had spread from her sensitive breasts like wildfire, making her skin feverish from desire and her pussy wet in a way she was pretty sure wasn't from the shower. She felt her thick nipples harden and press against her little brother's wandering hands, and she had closed her eyes in pleasure, something he'd been unable to see, behind her as he was.

She was so bad. A horrible, awful, terrible, naughty big sister.

"Hey, Ames." Aiden beamed, and she felt a small warmth in her chest at seeing how happy he was. She loved her little brother so so much, and well... she and Jace had been like siblings or something their whole lives. So close, inseparable, and genuinely loving each other, just like her and Aiden did. Introducing some sex into her and Jace's relationship had been absolutely amazing. Would adding sex into her and her little brother's relationship be the same? Amy felt a burning heat between her thighs just at the very thought of her little brother inside her. It was so naughty, but surely the heat meant it was right? Right? She really needed to talk to someone about this.

"L-look, Aiden, about the shower-" Amy began, and Aiden let out a heavy sigh.

"Are you going to tell me that it was wrong again? Like with when I found you fingering yourself at Skylar’s party?" Aiden asked miserably.

"We're siblings!" Amy cried. "We should not be doing things like that."

"What does being siblings matter?" Aiden asked fiercely. "If I love you, why shouldn't I show you how much I love you?"

Amy stared at her little brother with big, wide eyes, and her mouth opened then closed. Once. Twice.

"It's wrong." Amy said weakly.

"But it feels so right. Come on. It's not just me, we both feel it." Aiden pleaded, coming forwards and taking her hands in his. Amy looked up at him from her spot sitting down, and her green eyes met his.

"What would Mom think? Or Celeste?" Amy tried, but Aiden scoffed.

"Well, we wouldn't tell Mom, obviously. And I don't think Celeste would care, but we probably wouldn't tell her, either." Aiden responded.

"So you want to lie to our family?" Amy asked, shaking her head.

"No, I don't want to, but I do want you." Aiden blurted, and that was it, really. No going back from that statement, and it was pretty cut and dry. His feelings finally out there, though it wasn't like Amy didn't already know. A long pause descended upon them, and Amy was looking up at him with those pretty green eyes, but they seemed to be permanently widened with shock. Her mouth was hanging slightly open, and all Aiden wanted to do was kiss her plump red lips. That was, however, very clearly a bad idea right now.

"Amy?" Aiden whispered after what felt like hours.

"Aiden." Amy said breathlessly, and his cock pulsed in his trunks. "I... I need some time to think."

"Uh... how long?" Aiden asked worriedly.

"I don't know." Amy shook her head, red waves bouncing. "I love you, too, Aiden, so much. But I don't know if this is a big mistake, and I just need some time."

"But it's not a no?" Aiden pressed, and Amy gave him a small smile.

"No, I guess it's not a no." Amy admitted. He'd waited for a long ass time for Amy. He could wait a little longer. There was an awkward silence, and then Amy stood up very pointedly.

"Oh, look, Mr. Calhoun is getting up on the stage." she said, and hurried back to her team, leaving Aiden standing alone. With a sigh, he started walking off to where he'd seen his mother park.

———

Marcus Calhoun walked up onto the small stage set up nearish the center, looking around at the numerous teams of senior high schoolers gathering around him in clusters of 9-10. The car wash had gone on for quite a few hours, but now it was time to call it. As Calhoun prepared his closing remarks, Daisy, Olivia, Kayla, and some of the other teachers had gone around and started counting the tips each team had brought in. Looking between the teams, there were two Calhoun would bet on for coming in first. The other teams... well, it seemed unlikely.

The two teams he spoke of were the ones captained by Skylar Wayne and Evan Simmons. Skylar's team had a huge number of beautiful girls, which Calhoun knew were much better for the tips. Calhoun's favorite student Amy Blackson was a part of that group, and he may be a little biased towards her.

Then the other team was little less all-around powerful, but instead had a few powerhouse girls like Brooklyn Robinson or Gabrielle Barnes. He supposed Dana Holland was quite attractive, too, but Calhoun preferred thick, curvy girls to petite slim girls like Dana.

"Thank you, everyone who has come to participate in this event. A competitive fundraiser is a little new around here, but as you have proved today, the idea has some merit." Calhoun chuckled. "Of course, this is just one of three fundraising events that will determine who gets the coveted spring break vacation, so if your team doesn't come out on top today, you've still got the other two events to possibly win. As a refresher for how it works, the fundraiser competition is a best out of three. The first team to win two events wins the contest. If at the end of the three events, there's a three-way tie, then we'll put together a fourth event for just those teams."

There was some nodding and murmuring, and Calhoun spotted Charlie Tower, the son of a rich prick who was just like his dad. Charlie was glaring rather furiously at Skylar Wayne and her team, and Calhoun had to cover up a smirk. Seemed like rivalries were flaring, and high tempers in a game like this could be interesting.

The teachers that Calhoun had assigned to counting started to trickle back, and Calhoun turned from the mic as they began comparing numbers. Unsurprisingly, the two teams that Calhoun had suspected were indeed the ones to come out on top. There was a very small margin between them, but ultimately, they did have a definitive winner. Calhoun nodded at the teachers, and turned back around to address the anxious crowd.

Casting his gaze around, he made a big production of his announcement. He considered announcing third and second first, but decided against it. Second place and third place were meaningless in this contest, as only first place got the win, so it would just waste time.

Clearing his throat, he gave the very anxious crowd of teens another long, drawn out look, sweeping his gaze across the numerous teams, and then he turned his head sharply, hand outstretched towards Skylar Wayne and her team.

“The winner of the carwash fundraiser is Skylar Wayne and her team!” Calhoun exclaimed, and the ten of them burst out in cheers. Amy Blackson was jumping up and down, those incredible tits of hers bouncing wildly. Skylar Wayne threw her arms around Jace Holland, pushed her body up against him, and kissed him fiercely. Anastasia Prescott hugged Audrey King, and Matt Chester got a kiss on the cheek from both Jasmine Thompson and Violet June. James Winchester and Ginny Green looked at each other and awkwardly high-fived.

Casting his gaze towards the runner up team, Evan Simmons’ team, showed them looking rather downcast. The team leader looked pissed, while the rest merely seemed disappointed. David Johnson patted Dana Holland on the back consolingly, and she smiled at him. Isabelle Holland seemed particularly frustrated, and Calhoun remembered she’d swapped from the winning team to the runner up team, she must be kicking herself right now.

Calhoun clapped his hands together. “And that concludes the first event. The next one will be announced in a few weeks, so take this time to recharge and do some team bonding. And even if you didn’t win, the school appreciates every single one of you for contributing to the school. It’s not cheap to run, and fundraisers like this make a big difference.”

The teachers started clapping, and then the students did, too. Calhoun applauded as well, trying not to take too much credit for this. He’d just come up with the fundraisers to get some of his favorite senior students in some sexy bikinis. Now he just had to come up with a second event that would be as enjoyable to watch as this one had been.

———

Jace came home grinning, and his mom reached over and ruffled his hair lovingly as they walked into the house. Coming in behind them was Daisy and Dana, the latter of whom seemed bubblier than usual. And bringing up the rear carrying a now empty cooler was Jeremiah.

“Great job, honey.” Danielle told Jace, and she pulled her only son into a close embrace, and Jace happily hugged his sexy mom back.

“You did good, too, Dana.” Jace assured his sister as Danielle drew back from the hug.

“Huh? What? Oh, yeah, the competition. Yeah, I’m a little sad we lost but it’s fine. There’s still two events I can crush you in.” Dana grinned, making Jace and Daisy both laugh.

“That’s the spirit, sis.” Daisy winked.

Danielle leaned her head on Jace’s shoulder, and Jace swallowed. He couldn’t think about his mother without thinking about how amazing her pussy felt wrapped around his cock, a very similar situation to what he thought about when he saw his older sister.

Danielle and Daisy both were insanely gorgeous women, and them being related to him didn’t make them less insanely gorgeous. Fucking them was… incredible. Some of the best sex he'd ever had was with Danielle or Daisy. They were clearly experts, and they were amazing.

He didn’t know how he’d be able to pick between them if he ever had to. His mother or his big sister? That was an impossible choice.

Of course, he was quickly having vivid fantasies of Danielle and Daisy together, but that would require telling them about each other which could be dangerous, especially because Jace didn’t want to lose either one of them, and not just as his lovers. They were more than just sex, they were also family, which made everything ten times more complicated.

But speaking of sex… Jace was a little disappointed that Skylar hadn’t said anything about the victory sex she’d promised him. She had seemed a little distracted by whatever was going on with her mom, so Jace figured she might have forgotten, which sucked.

Him and Skylar were like fire together, hot and wild. He would have loved to fuck her tonight, but maybe it just wasn’t meant to be.

“We’ll have to go and celebrate after dinner. Ice cream?” Danielle suggested, and Dana cheerfully agreed.

“Ice cream sounds good.” Jace nodded happily, pushing aside his disappointment about what had happened with Skylar.

———

David got dropped off at home by Rachel, and she reached over to grab his thigh before he got out of the passenger seat. He looked over at the dark haired MILF, and she gave him a loving smile.

“Don’t be too downhearted you didn’t win.” Rachel said, and David nodded.

“I’m not that disappointed. I mean, for one thing, there’s still two events we could win. And secondly, well, it’s hard to be downhearted when you’re wearing that.” David said boldly, and Rachel gave a delighted giggle, and purposefully shook her huge melons around in that criminally skimpy bikini top of hers.

“You like it?” Rachel bit her lip.

“Fucking love it.” David groaned, and Rachel slid her hand from his thigh onto his bulge, and she smirked.

“Looks like you really like it.” Rachel teased, giving Goliath a little squeeze.

“I love seeing so much of your incredible tits.” David shrugged. Rachel laughed, and she leaned over to kiss him, a kiss that started firm, but gradually became long and slow, a warm, familiar kiss.

“You’ve come so far from the terrified boy I blew in the showers on the beach.” Rachel smiled nostalgically.

“I can never thank you enough for the confidence you gave me.” David nodded. “I mean, I’m no Jace, but I can at least look a girl in the eyes now.”

“And you’re an experienced MILF slayer.” Rachel winked. “Myself, Dani… you know who’s next, right?”

“Huh?” David asked, and Rachel nodded her head towards David’s house.

“Your mom has been very lonely for a very long time. Go get her, tiger.” Rachel purred.

“You’re crazy.” David shook his head.

“Why? You already call me Mommy. Don’t you want your actual Mommy to get fucked by your huge cock?” Rachel raised an eyebrow. David swallowed.

“Uh, I’ll see you later.” David said, and he climbed quickly out of the car. Rachel watched him go with a sigh.

“Sorry, Claire, I tried.” Rachel shrugged, and she put her car in drive and started the drive home. There was not a woman in the world who needed Goliath more than Claire did, but just Claire’s luck, Goliath was her son’s dick.

———

Evan came home with the worst case of blue balls he’d ever had in his life. Danielle and Dana had both started blowjobs they didn’t finish. All the sexy girls in bikinis. Gabrielle’s rejection… it all added up to be a really awful day.

Evan stomped up to his bedroom, closed and locked the door, and opened his laptop. Jerking off to porn. He didn’t usually need to do that kind of stuff, usually he had a girl to fuck. This was just hell.

The porn finally let him cum, but it wasn’t satisfying. Not as satisfying as cumming in Danielle’s mouth, or Dana’s, or cumming inside Brooklyn.

His dirty little angel. Brooklyn.

His cock started getting hard again at the thoughts of her, and he pushed his laptop aside. He didn’t need porn this time.

He had the memories of Brooklyn moaning as his thick cock rammed her. And if he got his wish, that wouldn’t be the last time, either.

He knew she had loved it. That’s why she’d stuck around all night and in the morning for round two. He just needed to help her get over her guilt.

But that was a problem for another day. Right now, he needed to focus on her big tits, her huge juicy ass, and her thick tempting thighs. Then her crown jewel. Her gorgeous face, her angelic face, contorted in lust in the midst of the most arousal she’d ever felt in her life.

Because that’s what he wanted to do to Brooklyn.

Give her the best damn sex of her life.

———

Night had fallen on Amethyst Shore when Jace finally went up to bed, and when he entered his room, the light was on, and his window was open, which was odd.

The bathroom door swung open abruptly, and out sashayed Skylar Wayne in the sexiest lingerie he’d ever seen her wearing. It was lacy, green, and baring some extensive cleavage. It also had plenty of sheer fabric so that her sexy body was very, very visible. And she looked radiant, her hair perfectly done, her flat stomach, her long tanned legs, her sexy smirk, and her beautiful perky tits.

“Could you have taken any longer?” she smirked. “I’ve been waiting for an hour.”

“Did you break into my house?” Jace asked in astonishment.

“Yes, I did.” Skylar nodded unashamedly. “But I did it to fuck you.”

“Not even an issue, then, don’t worry about it.” Jace waved a hand, making the sexy blonde laugh.

“Come here, baby.” Skylar purred. “I think both of us need a little victory celebration.”

“Fuck yes.” Jace groaned, and he locked the door behind him before walking forwards to pull Skylar into his arms.

To Be Continued…