Hard To Resist

Three days later I surprised Angie with another gift.

"Another one? You aren't supposed to give more gifts to your girlfriend's sister than to her, you know."

"This one came from the same package," I told her. "So technically, it's the same gift."

"Oh, okay!" She opened her mouth, stuck her tongue out and closed her eyes.

"Not that package.”

She gave me her raised eyebrow look that I was rather fond of. I didn't mention to her that I tried to earn that look at least once a day for fear that she would withhold it.

She opened the box to find a cone-shaped object.

"A buttplug?"

"Kind of. It also vibrates."

She gave the look again.

"They are meant to be worn at the same time."

"Shit," she whispered. "Can we use this tonight?"

"Of course," I said as she jumped in my lap and covered me in kisses. This was happening a bit too often lately. Same thing with the BJs.

"I have a present for you, too." She told me after several minutes of making out with me.

"Oh? Are you going to stop wearing clothes?"

She ignored my question. "It's also something nerdy. And I think you'll be proud of me. You'll probably also call me smart."

"Consider me intrigued."

She held up her phone. On the screen was a map showing the local city. There was a dot in the middle labeled Vicky.

"She's on my plan," Angie explained. "so I can keep track of her with the GPS without her knowing. That means she isn't going to come home on her lunch break early and catch us fooling around."

"So we have a thirty-minute window," I observed.

"I found a way to alert me as soon as she's five miles away."

I kissed her. "You're a genius."

"I know, right? But just so we're clear, this isn't an excuse for us to do anything else. This is only to make sure we don't hurt my sister."

"Agreed." I kissed her again. "Well then. I guess it's my turn."

I flipped her back on the couch, pulled down her shorts, inserted her new toy and turned it on before licking between her thighs.

Oh. Yeah, we did that now too. It was only fair.

---

A week later, I got another package. This one was for me. Okay, it was also for both of the girls living with me.

Twice now, Victoria had tried to bring me back for a second round unsuccessfully. I still did my best to satisfy her, able to last longer and make sure she reached her satisfaction, but the two loads in her sister's stomach that day meant I was at my limit for the night.

The package was a bottle of Cialis, meant to keep me harder on demand for a week at a time. I didn't tell either sister about it, figuring I would let them find out for themselves.

---

Victoria loved it. She even commented that I felt bigger, and just for fun the next day I measured myself and found that the extra hardness did in fact give me almost a full inch extra. I wore her out to the point where she was limping on her way out the door. It was the first time that happened since our first month of exploring.

Angie also loved it, but not in the way I expected. Besides aiding in hardness and recovery, the pill also seemed to make me last longer. She took this as a challenge, making a mess of her face as tears smeared the makeup she'd put on specifically for the occasion.

She took me to the back of her throat, laying back on my bed with her head hanging off the edge as I fucked her face. She seemed to get off from the ****, loving it when I would toss her around and take her forcefully, especially when it was a surprise.

Today was nearing the half-hour mark and I was starting to feel a bit sorry for the girl. The throat isn't meant to bulge with hard cock for that long.

She sensed my hesitation and pushed me away.

"Don't hold back," she told me. "I want you to use me."

"I'm all about the using," I told her. "Not so much the abusing."

"That's because you haven't tried."

This must have earned her a raised eyebrow. I wondered if she was trying to earn that look from me once a day also.

"Come on, I want you to destroy my throat."

"I'm pretty sure I have," I told her. You sound like you smoke two packs a day right now."

"Is it sexy?"

"Yeah, kinda."

"Good. Now I want you to spit on my face."

"Beg your pardon?"

"You love it when my face is glistening. Now, make it happen, Captain!"

"I'm not-"

"Please, Daddy?"

She giggled as she watched me return to full hardness. "That's funny to watch upside down."

I took my dick and rammed it back into her mouth. She gagged, making it sound even more gruesome for the effect. She let me fuck her throat for a minute before pointing at her face and saying what I guessed to be "spit on me" in a muffled voice.

I didn't say anything. I only made the hacking sound in the back of my throat. She raised her eyebrows at me in encouragement, so I took my saliva and spat it on her face.

She moaned before slapping herself in the cheek. I must have reacted the way she wanted because she did it again. I began fucking her face even harder than before, watching her throat bulge almost all the way to her collarbone.

Damn, I thought to myself as I marveled at what I felt when I was fully hard. After another full minute, I pulled back out of her. She gasped, sucking in air for her lungs.

"Shit, Angie! Are you-"

"Yes! **** me, Daddy!"

She gripped my cock and continued to jerk me off.

"I know you're ready to cum, Daddy! Where do you want to do it? Deep in my throat so that I'm walking around with your cum sloshing around in my belly all day? Or are you going to pull out and cover my face in your spunk? You probably have enough for my tits too, don't you?"

She felt me get even harder. She was about to open her mouth when we were interrupted by her phone.

"Shit! That's her!" Angie said as she recognized the notification sound. "She'll be here in five minutes!"

Her evil smile returned. "So where are you going to finish?"

"Face," I said weakly.

"Tell me. Command me."

"Your face."

"Yes! Do it!" She sped up her movement. "Fuck my throat one more time and then cover your girl!"

She guided me back into her mouth where I thrust fully, causing her to **** as I fucked her hard and fast. I reached orgasm soon after, pulling out and releasing a huge load to cover the girl.

She sat up, coughing and gasping as she tried not to drip all over my bed.

"Thank you, Daddy."

She got and ran to the bathroom, dropping cum all along her path as she turned on the shower.

I hurried to get dressed, returning to my office but leaving the door open.

A minute later I heard the front door. "Hey! I'm home! They sent me home early."

I walked out of my office and gave her a hug. "Is that bad?" I asked.

"I don't think so. Although I might have fewer hours this week unless I want to work the late shift."

"That's cool," I said. "It would give us more time together. Or at least with your sister if I'm still working."

"That's true."

"Or, if you work later, it wouldn't change much. I could just adjust my work schedule."

"That's right! I forgot how flexible your work is. I still don't understand what you do."

"Just like everyone else these days, I work from home. I was ahead of the curve. "

Angie walked out of the shower with a towel wrapped around her and another one on her head.

"Hey, sis!"

Angie looked surprised. "Vicky! What are you doing home early?"

"I was just telling Dan about it. Hey, what happened to your voice? It's super raspy."

"Hopefully not the covid!" Angie said cheerfully.

"Don't say that! Because it would mean that I gave it to you."

"Not necessarily. I still go out shopping."

"Alright, will you go get dressed please, Angie? My boyfriend doesn't need you hanging around in a towel all day."

"Two towels, "Angie reminded her. "I'm covering up my hair, and that's my best asset. Right, Dan?"

I had told her that this morning. Was she looking for another punishment?

"Totally," I mumbled. "As long as you cover your hair, that's the important part."

"I swear, Angie. You take more showers now than you did before quarantine."

"That's because I didn't use to sleep on a futon and need warm water to fix my damn back."

"Dan gives a good massage."

"Yeah? Maybe he can give me one sometime."

"Sure. Hey, by the way. If Dan was in the office, where were you going to get changed?"

"I was just going to grab my clothes, then probably change in the bedroom. Dan wouldn't have even noticed. When he works he gets tunnel vision."

---

That night I gave Angie a massage as we all watched TV. She moaned loudly, making me wonder if I'd turned her vibrator on too high.

"Isn't he good?" Victoria asked. "He gives almost as good a massage as his dick does."

"Victoria! I do not want to hear that!"

Victoria giggled. "Sorry. Must be the wine. But I'm off tomorrow, and I'm going to live it up!"