Saving Himself

Amanda and Jonas had spent their childhood years growing up together. Often in the same class, at times on the same sports teams, and always at the same summer camps. They were more siblings than cousins. Well, until they drifted apart in high school.

When the chaos erupted and Amanda saw Jonas being pulled into the dance floor orgy she couldn't help but act. She rushed within reach and taking his arms pulled for him to come along with her to an exit. Only to cry out as she found herself pulled back while off balance, and flung onto the people who had hold of Jonas.

Amanda screamed out as he barely glanced back at her, knowing full well who he had thrown into the pawing mass of people to ensure his escape. Amanda struggled against the crowd as it sought to liberate her from her inhibitions, Jonas escaping at the cost of her condemnation.

Now Amanda sauntered along, outside the fence, humming one of her favourite tunes to swing dance too. She knew Jonas would recognize it, how many times she had hummed it before just to annoy him.

Her green tinted blue dress had fit nicely earlier in the evening, before it was clawed at and ripped. Now is sort of just hung, tenuously from where she had tied it up over one of the shoulders it had been ripped from.

Humming, and hopping along, happily dancing like no one was watching Amanda made her way along, pausing when she heard her name beckon her to look up at the figure so desperately hanging from the other side of the fence.

“Amanda…. Amanda... Is that you?” Jonas sort of recognized her silhouette, the tattered marks of her dress partially visible as he felt an ominous gut feeling of concern for himself as she stopped and giggled in response.

Maybe he shouldn't have called out, he thought.

“Jonas.” Amanda seemed to almost cheerfully regard welcomingly. “So nice of you to hang around.” Amanda couldn't help but giggle at the pun.

“Look, you need to help me. We have to get out of here. Get help.” Jonas pleaded in a panic, this could be his chance to get away.

“I was worried you'd just left your family behind, nice to see you waited to see if we were all alright.” Amanda cheerfully continued, reaching her hands up as high as she could she dragged them back down Jonas's sides, her face intricately analyzing him as if he was her latest biological sample at the University.

She smiled for a moment thinking of their relations. She had put off seeing just how alright they all were. Well, the ones evolved by the Idol anyways.

Amanda contemplated all that she had been taught about life sciences, evolution, anatomy. She had a PhD in Entomology, something that was no longer important. She was already beyond the close-minded reasoning of her sciences, an example of literally active living evolution.

Something she embraced to have this.

“What… What are you doing?” Jonas's panicked question finally penetrated Amanda's inner hypothesis and study.

“GET ME DOWN FROM HERE!” Jonas demanded as Amanda simply glance at him.

“Quiet down, you don't want them to hear you. I promise you they're still out there. They can smell how thoroughly their kindred enjoyed me when you abandoned me. Throwing me to the proverbial wolves to try and save your own skin like all those times we got in trouble as kids.” Amanda sternly lectured,

Her suddenly changed body language and composure jolted Jonas with more than just the fear that those things he escaped were still lurking. “Why I didn't stop. AT ALL, to question if you matured or grew beyond that…” Amanda finished with clear and obvious anger and disappointment.

“Please, I'm sorry… I... I... I... don't know what came over me. I… I... I just sort of reacted. We can still get to safety.” Jonas sobbed, suddenly feeling like little more than a scolded toddler, guilt over coming his earlier simple dismissal of his actions.

“It's too late for that I'm afraid.” Amanda interrupted coldly, stroking at Jonas's crotch as Amanda contemplated the bulge in his pants.

“What are…. What are you doing!?” Jonas reacted as Amanda casually undid his pants, pulling them and his boxers down, exposing the lacklustre cock she had expected.

To be fair though, she did have to admit she now had a skewed perspective of what constituted a good cock. One hell of a skewed perspective she thought, grinning at the pun in her head as her fingers explored the penis, almost as if analyzing what real purpose it could possibly serve.

“I'm letting you have a taste of what that crowd you threw me to got.” Amanda remarked, quickly licking across the side of her cousin's cock provoking a moan. “Just be honest, didn't you always want this? If not, try and pretend its someone else.”

Amanda sucked the head of Jonas's cock between her lips, lapping around it with her tongue before popping off it loudly, prompting a jumble of mumbled words from her cousin as he came to terms with the pleasure.

“Although I'd rather you'd think about how your dirty cousin was sucking your cock. And maybe…” Amanda paused grinning and putting more effort into having a sultry tone. “Maybe, if you appreciate my efforts, and show your interest in my pussy…. Maybe I might let you feel how tight I still am."

Jonas moaned for her to stop, fighting thoughts hesitant to pause the wondrous experience she was providing, trying to avoid thinking about who it was.

“Or would you rather think about me as a sister. Like so many times in our childhood.” Amanda added, delighting at the controversial idea. She already had plans to seek out both their parents later. Provided they survived becoming part of the Idol's legion.

The only remorse she had, was that she couldn't fuck them if they hadn't. A small price she supposed.

Jonas couldn't believe this was happening. Worse still, he couldn't believe she was better than that hooker his friends and he hired in Vegas.

“Please…. Please…. STOP…. STOP I'M GOING TO…” Jonas's words only provoked more effort and vigor from his cousin as she rather casually sucked him off. As Jonas groaned trying with all his might to feel the release of cumming Amanda just giggled coming off his cock.

“Cum? Were you going to cum? Did you want me to swallow it? Or to gurgle it and let it slowly drizzle down my chin to drip on my tits and body?” Amanda provocatively suggested, stroking Jonah's cock gently as she mouthed at his balls.

With the momentary pause Jonas renewed his struggle to break free, torn between whether he would jump Amanda or run from her if he got free.

Amanda stepped back and giggled at the scene, slinking the tied strap off her shoulder she discarded her dress for the last time.

“No need to worry Jonas.”