Unlock and Unleash

Candi let go of my throat, leaving the decision entirely up to me. She held my cock, teasing it and keeping me on edge but not cuming. That was a prize that only would come with obedience.

"Trust me, it feels great." Candi moved closer to me, putting a leg across my legs so she could grind her cunt on my thigh. The sticky wetness letting her slide smoothly on my skin.

I needed to get this over with. To get out of this fucked up situation. I knew this girl was crazy, but to threaten me with a **** acusation? That was life ruining. That was legitimately psychopathic.

I closed my eyes and rushed forward. Embracing my sister's lips with my own. Counting down the seconds to make sure there would be nothing Candi could complain about.

One.

Her lips were so warm and sweet.

Two.

Could I taste Candi's cunt on them?

Three.

"Smile."

The flash stunned me out of the kiss and twisted my churning gut inside out. There Candi was. Rubbing her cunt into my with those alluring perky fat tits hanging out. Phone in hand and pointed right at me.

"You fucking didn't."

"Such a cute couple." She smiled. Showing me the picture.

It wasn't the best quality, but you could tell it was us. Our lips pressed together and worse her naked boob pressed on my arm. With bite marks and bruises that painted a far worse picture than the reality.

"Why are you doing this to me?" My voice was empty. Past the point of emotion. "What the fuck did I do to you?"

Candi stopped smiling. Considering my words and putting thought towards them. Midway through her pondering she started jerking me off again, while twisting and teasing her pierced nipple.

"You remind me of myself." Was all she had to offer. "I won't share this with anyone. It's just insurance."

She pressed herself on top of me and made out with me again, but not like before. Before it had been quick, hot and lustful, but this was slower. More sensual and passionate, like she was savouring the taste of it.

She stopped jerking me off and started feeling around the bed. Her hands searching for something. Something she found hidden under the sheets.

"Do you want to suck my tits?" She asked, pushing them closer to my face.

"You going to cry **** if I don't?"

"Oh don't get mad." She purred. "I'm doing all this for you. So you don't have to hide who you are anymore."

"You don't fucking know me."

"Don't I?" She smiled. Looking so condescending and smug.

She started rocking her tits back and forth, side to side. Letting her plump bosom swing right in front of my face. Then she began to moan. Fake and overly dramatic, but it still had its effect."

"Mmmhhhh Pleeeease daddy." She squeezed her tit, biting her lips as she spoke. "Please wrap your wet lips around my big hard nipples... I neeeeed it."

I couldn't resist. Not after thirsting after them all day. After being cockteased for so fucking long. I wrapped my mouth around her juicy needy tits and let my tongue twirl around her rock hard nipples. Taking how fucking sweet they were, letting the drool flow out of my mouth like a waterfall.

"Fuuuck that's it you incestuous slut." She gripped onto the back of my head, forcing me onto her tit. "Mommy's knows just what you need."

I felt her hand grip back onto my cock as I sucked her nipple dry. This time it was different though. This time she had something wrapped around her hand.

"You feel that?" She moaned. Forcing my face into her boob. "Can you guess what that is?"

It was a small bit of fabric... a small, damp, bit of fabric...

"Did you think of your sister as a thong girl?" She started pumping my cock harder. "She wasn't until I got my hooks into her."

I was getting so close now. There was no stopping it. No way I could hold back any longer.

"I get that you won't cum on her. We need to build up to that." Her voice was so soft, so comforting despite the dark things she was saying. "So why don't you let out a thick fat load all over her used up panties."

Fuuck. Fuuck. Fuuuuuck. This was so fucking wrong but I couldn't stop it. Sam was still nuzzled against me as her own girlfriend made me cum into her panties.

"Cum for me Finn." She begged me. "Cum for her, fill those tiny panties with all the cum you've got!"

Mmuuufhhhh

"Fuck that's it baby. Cover those panties like you're covering the insides of your sister cunt!"

Fuuuuuuuck this was too fucking much.

Candi's grip only got tighter as I started dumping my load of cum all over the panties she was rubbing on me. Pushing my head harder into her soft fat tits as she savoured the moment of my climax.

"Don't stop. Don't stop. Don't stop." She whispered in tight breaths, grinding herself harder against me. Milking as much cum out of my cock as she possibly could.

"FuUuck yessssss." I felt her tremble against me, the filth of our actions bringing her over the edge. "You're my favourite little **** slut!"

That word felt so dirty, so disgusting, but here I was. Cuming in my sister's panties while her naked body was pressed against me.

"Fuuuck....fuucccck." Candi peeled the cumstained panties off my cock. Wiping off the excess cum from her hand on the damp sheets. "I need that so bad."

She collapsed beside me. Both of us taking the moment to breathe. To take in what just happened. What we had done.

"What the fuck was that." I said. Harrowed voice heaving either exhaustion. "And...and why.... why did it feel that good."

"Because it was wrong." Candi pulled me in for one more kiss. A quick but passionate embrace. Not a kiss of two kids fooling around, but the deep real kiss of two lost soul mates.

I stared into the darkness of her eyes and found something in there. A perfect mirror that shined right back at me. An understanding and acceptance that couldn't be shared with anyone else.

"Get back to bed now." Shs told me. Still staring into my eyes. "I'll take your spot so she doesn't wake up."

"Right yeah... I'll get out of here." I pulled myself off of Sam. Climbing back over her while Candi rolled onto my spot.

I walked to the door and turned to say something. Goodbye, goodnight... to ask what the hell any of this meant going forward.

But I saw them there. Cuddled up with each other. Arms and legs wrapped together like a soft pretzel. A warm bundle of blissful loving warmth.

They both looked so peaceful together. So content.

It didn't make any sense.

None of this made any sense.

It was about 12 pm when mom got me up. Yelling at me for wasting the day and telling me I needed a shower.

What would she say if she found out where that smell came from? What would happen to me? To Sam? To Candi?

To us. To them. Was there only a them?

After I showered and went to the kitchen for lunch, Candi was back to acting like I barely existed. I gave her looks when no one was watching, trying to get a reaction out of her but I got nothing. To get an acknowledgement of what happened last night at all.

Instead, Sam was her only focus. The only one she wanted right now. Candi fawned over her, made her laugh and made her smile. Clinging onto my sister as much as she could with mom hanging around the house. They watched TV, giggling about little nothing's. Happy as only young lovers could be.

How quickly it would all be lost if Sam ever knew what happened last night.

I left them behind to go back to my room. Trying my best to take my mind off of everything. Letting the hours waste away with match after match when my heart just wasn't in it.

I touched at the spot on my arm Sam's boob had pressed into. Letting the memory of the night sit with me.

Why?

Why had Candi wanted that? Why do something so risky when they were happy together?

Why did I let things get that far? Why let her make me do those things... with barely any resistance.

Why was Candi acting like it never happened now? Why was she back to normal so quickly after such a fucked up and wild night?

Why the fuck why.

"Finn!" Mom's voice boomed up the stairs. "Come down and say goodbye to your sister's friend."

Had it gotten that late? The sun was already down, the pale moonlight casting long shadows out my window.

Candi waited for me at the bottom of the stairs. Black mini skirt, Gray tank top with a leather jacket over the top. A simple outfit that she made ten times cooler just by being who she was.

Sam stood by the door. Arguing with mom about something, I wasn't paying attention. I just wanted to get this over with.

"See ya Candi." I said dryly. Not even bothering to walk the final few steps.

"Catch you later." She bounced forward to hug me goodbye. Nothing special, just a formal farewell.

Except for the words she whispered into my ear. The final thing she told me before walking off and out the door with Sam. The one thing that kept me from thinking I drempt everything that had happened.

"I got her to wear the thong."

Sam walked her off to her car. The girls probably going to sneak a kiss goodbye before Candi headed home. And all the while, she was wearing that thong.

The thong Candi covered in my cum.

"She's a lovely girl." Mom said. Closing the door. "Even if she's a little... different."

"Yeah." I said. To stunned to go back to my room. "She's one of a kind."

"Don't think I haven't noticed that crush." Mom smiled. Mistaking my shock for bashfulness.

"You should ask the girl out. I think she likes you too."