A delivery

I closed the door to my room and let myself really breathe for the first time since I'd come inside. Since Candi had made me put on that little show.

I felt good.

Exhilarated like I'd just run a marathon and was ready to go round again.

The look on her face when I told her Candi was mine. It made all those years of watching her take whatever I was doing and do it better all worth it.

So you can run better than me? Who cares I stole your girlfriend.

You just finished learning a new song while I'm stuck learning chords? Who cares, my fingers are better suited for your girlfriend's pussy anyways

Think you get to be the center of attention with all of my friends? It doesn't matter, because I'll be in your room fucking your gf.

Fuck this was such a rush. She'd been better than me my whole damn life but who was mom proud of now? Me.

I threw my pants down and got into bed. Candi had made me so hard outside and teasing Sam only made me twitch more. Maybe after cuming I'd feel some regret for rubbing her nose in this, but right now I couldn't care less.

I laid back and got my phone out, searching for some busy Goth girls to jerk to while thinking about how hot it was to eat Candi out in public. The intoxicating scent and taste of her had seared itself onto my mind like a brand. I'd never forget that taste, that smell, that look of her beautiful-

Bzzthh

My phone vibrated in my hand, a text from Candi.

"Thinking about this?"

Sent with a picture taken from where I wanted my head to be right now. In-between her legs with a perfect view of her dripping cunt that she spread open with two fingers.

"Fuck you do know how I think."

"ur not exactly hard to read lol." Another picture. This one closer, so close I wanted to stick my tongue through the screen and lick it again. "Show me how hard my sloppy wet kitty has you big boy."

In a heartbeat I snapped the picture and sent it to her. The lighting and angle of it was shit, but I didn't want to waste a moment more without her seeing it. Seeing my cock and knowing how hard she'd made me.

"Such a big strong cock you have."

The words of her text sent shivers bolting down my spine.

"Stroke it nice and slow, okay? Don't cum for me yet, I like to play with my food ;)"

"Fuuuuuuuck you've got my cock leaking for you..."

I stroked hard, but slowly. Eyes glued to the screen. Switching between staring at her perfect pussy and watching for whatever she would send next.

"Such a nice hard cock needs a tighter cunt than mine, don't you think???"

She was such a tease. Fishing for comments and making me beg to see more of her. That was fine by me, I was happy to spend all night describing how hot she was so long as she kept sending more of her sexy ass.

Before I could finish typing a response though, another message and pic came through.

"A nice fuckable cunt like this?"

Another picture of a girl spreading open her pussy lips to give a view inside, but this wasn't Candi. It was a thinner, more toned girl. Just as sexy though, and twice as drenched. Her own moisture and cum dripping down from her fingers to her hole, drenching the girls bedsheets.

Was this Tandi? No, her hole wasn't nearly as tight as this girls. Olive maybe? But the build didn't match and I don't know why she would show me that. It was probably some random girl, but that just didn't feel right to me.

"Fuck that's a tight hole, would love to stretch it open with this cock."

I sent another picture of myself. Hoping that it would egg her on to share more of herself.

"u really think so?"

"Yeah, I'd destroy it. But I'd much rather spend that night deep inside of you."

I typed fast, not sure where she was going with this.

"Just imagine yourself fucking her with me watching. U'd be her first cock, the first boy to defile her."

This was kinda weird but I didn't care. I let her lead my thoughts while I stroked myself harder and faster. Imagining Candi caressing me while I fucked this girl for her.

"God fuck I'd empty my balls so deep inside her for you."

"u don't recognise her, do u?"

Recognise her? How could I? I'd only ever seen two different pussy's in person before and this one didn't match. Three I guess, if I counted... if I counted....

"Maybe this will help?"

Another picture. Less vulgar and yet I felt exponentially more filthy than the others had made me. A simple picture of that girl with her panties on. A very familiar pair of panties...

"What's the matter? Too busy jerking off to your sister's fresh pussy to respond??"

The shape and sight of it was coming back to me. I'd seen it back when Tandi has ne fingering her, I knew Candi wasn't fucking with me.

What was wrong with her? Sending something this fucked up to me.

What was wrong with me... not stopping her or slowing down at all.

"I'm...I'm still here..."

"Still stroking that thick cock?"

"...yes..."

Candi had this twisted way of making the worst things feel so good. When I first saw my sister's cunt.. no, her vagina, when I first saw it, I pushed it out of my mind. But now she had the image of it stuck in my head. Had me stroking my cock while she teased me about it.

"Good boy."

A simple compliment with such a mix of emotions. I wanted to do everything she asked of me but she kept pulling me deeper and deeper down.

"I want you to cum now. As hard as u can and all over urself."

Soft moans made their way through the dividing wall and into my ears. Soft, feminine moans. She was in her room right now. Knuckles deep inside that cunt I couldn't get out of my head.

Was she masturbating to the humiliation she felt today? The image of my hand on Candi's ass stuck in her mind as much as other images were stuck in mine...

"Yes.. fuck I need to cum so bad I'll make as much mess as you want."

"That's right cum all over ur chest. And when u do, be looking at one of the pics I sent" She sent another picture of herself. A reward for doing everything she asked. He smirking face blowing me a kiss with her perfect big titties out for me to enjoy. "Any pic u choose..."

I jerked harder and faster, hearing the outside moans building up with me. Any pic I wanted... she was giving me permission to stroke myself to something so wrong.

I couldn't. Wouldn't.

But the temptation was there.

I stared at Candi's tits. So soft and sexy with her piercings. I imagined myself sucking them. Fucking them. Slapping them. Anything to get my mind off of the one thing I didn't want to be thinking about when I exploded my cum all over myself.

Release came less as a bang and more of a whimper. Ropes of cum splashing into my chest as I delicately unloaded all the built up tension of the day. It felt good to drain my balls all over myself at Candi's command, but... unsatisfying.

I'd been holding myself back. Stopping my thoughts from wondering where they shouldn't. And as a reward for those shining morals I got a half baked orgasim.

"Finished yet? Let me see."

I sent her the picture of my cum scatter shot all over my bare chest and collapsed backwards. Letting my spinning head settle as I waited for her to respond.

Knock knock.

Was that mom with my drink? I figured she just forgot about it like she usually did, but if-

Buzztt

Another text from Candi. I checked before making myself presentable to unlock the door.

"As you are, open it."

That was a chilling thing to read. How did she know? Who.... who was knocking on my door.