Sisterly Arguments

“What the fuck!?” you could hearEmma whisper out in the living room.

“Oh, it’s not that big a deal,” Sabrina whispered back. “Well, I mean, OK, it is. And he is. And Gemma is too.”

“Sabrina,”Emma whispered, sounding scandalised, and you had a feeling Sabrina had made some rude gestures referring to your cock and Gemma’s bust. “Do Mom and Dad know?”

“Fuck no, not yet,” Sabrina said. “This isn’t an over-the-phone announcement. Which is why you’re going to keep your mouth shut. I’ll tell them about John before Thanksgiving, and then during Thanksgiving break, I’ll tell them about Gemma.”

“Does Katherine know?”

“Of course she does.”

“Why didn’t you tell me before? How long have you been bisexual poly?”

“I only told Katherine when she came to visit earlier in the summer, first off, which you didn’t do even though I invited you,” Sabrina said. “And I’ve been this way since I fell in love with two people. It just happened.”

“Are you sure you’re not in a cult or something? Or is he brainwashing you?”

Sabrina laughed loudly at that. “If anything, I did the brainwashing,” she said. “Look. Get to know him, OK? Your opinion matters to me, even if I've already decided. Get changed to go somewhere decent for dinner, we have reservations.”

“Fine. I’ll… give him a chance, or whatever,”Emma sighed.

“Good. You can change out here, and when we’re done you can use the washroom for makeup and stuff. You look nice but knowing you, you’ll be fussing over a touchup.”

“Hmm, so funny,”Emma said in an antagonised sister voice.

“Alright, we’ll be like ten minutes.”

“To change?”

“No, I’m gonna suck his dick,” Sabrina said off-handedly like it was a joke.

“Harrharrharr,”Emma fake laughed.

Sabrina came into the bedroom, biting her lower lip and grinning as she tried not to chuckle. She shut the door and came over to where you were sitting on the corner of the bed, climbing up and straddling your lap. Your hands found her ass, giving it a squeeze, and she kissed you firmly.

“You heard?” she asked quietly.

You nodded and rolled your eyes at her pointedly.

“It’s fine,” she breathed out. “I promise.”

“I love you,” you said.

“I love you too, Daddy,” she said, just loud enough that you cleared your throat, hopingEmma hadn’t heard that. Sabrina just laughed warmly. Then she kissed you and fed you some of her tongue, and you groaned before pulling away.

“You are not going to believe what happened at my- at Mosche’s place,” you said.

“You walked in on them having sex in the living room?” Sabrina asked jokingly, then her eyes opened wide at your expression and she snorted and covered her mouth with one hand as she barked a laugh. “For real? Again?”

“Yeah,” you said. “And Iris was not as casual about it as Tasha was back then.”

“Fuck,” Sabrina chuckled, shaking her head. “How’s her body? She looks like she’d have nice, perky tits.”

“I didn’t get a good look,” you said, giving Sabrina a look. “I was a gentleman.”

“With your track record, you’ll end up fucking her by the end of next week,” Sabrina snorted again.

“Fucking hell, no,” you laughed now. “And don’t you dare try to manipulate things. We have more than enough to do this week.”

“Fiiine,” she giggled.

“That’s not the only thing though,” you said and proceeded to give her the quick rundown of the utterly weird revelation about Mosche thinking you’d stay in the apartment after the summer and the fact that the former roommate was, in fact, dead.

“What the fuck?!” Sabrina whispered. “How did he die?”

“I don’t know, I used Iris’s questions as a cover to get out of there and pack,” you said.

“Wha- How- John, that’s important information!” Sabrina scoffed. “God, sometimes you’re such a guy.” She shook her head and laughed. Then she kissed you again and shifted from straddling your lap to standing, keeping her lips sealed with yours, before starting to go to her knees.

“Sabrina,” you said, pulling back and looking pointedly at the door.

Sabrina shrugged. “I did warn her.”

“She thought you were joking,” you pointed out.

But Sabrina was already pulling off her shirt, revealing she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath. “Oh no,” she said as she started to undo the button on your shorts. “I’m so concerned.”

You wanted to tell her to stop, but then you also wanted a blowjob. It was easy to see which option was going to win. You helped her get your shorts down and off, quickly followed by your briefs, and then Sabrina had your cock in her mouth and moaned softly as it stiffened from half to full strength.

You missed Gemma, and you missed when they double-teamed your cock, but a solo blowjob from Sabrina was never going to get old. Her big eyes looking up at you as she grinned around the knob of your cock. She knew how to work her tongue just the way you liked, and when to take things slow and when to speed up. And you knew how to turn her on and give her what she wanted during a blowjob too - you gave her freedom at first, to tease and pleasure you as she liked, then slowly started taking control. You started with her breasts, reaching down as she continued to work your cock so you could feel them up and then tease her nipples until they were hard little buds. Then one hand came up, cupping her jaw and running a thumb over her cheek as you made eye contact, before sliding your fingers back into her dark brunette hair and guiding her bobs on your cock.

She moaned softly, your cock filling her mouth, and shoved one hand down the front of her shorts to play with herself. Her other hand had just her thumb and forefinger circling the base of your cock, the rest of that hand cradling your balls and massaging them lightly.

Eventually, your other hand came up, taking her head in both of them, and you started guiding her into a light face-fucking as she surrendered her control to you and focused on just her lips and tongue. Sabrina’s moaning increased, along with the soft, wet sounds of the mouth-fucking.

A loud knock on the door interrupted you and you pulled her off your cock.

“Are you actually fucking blowing him right now?”Emma called through the door.

“I told you I was,” Sabrina called back. “Just give us a couple more minutes, he’s almost there. I’ve been thinking about draining his balls all day at work.”

“Oh my God,”Emma said behind the door, and then two soft footsteps as she walked away - hard to know if she’d stopped that close still, or she was just that light-footed you couldn’t hear more.

“Gimme my protein, baby,” Sabrina said with a dirty grin. “These balls feel full enough that I’ll only need a salad for dinner.” She paired that with a gentle squeeze of them in her hand, and you groane heavily.

It wasn’t going to take long for her to get what she wanted and she knew it.

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