TITLE    : Torn Ch. 02
STORYID  : torn-ch-02-1
SUMMARY  : Damon gets another show.
AUTHOR   : DoctorDetroit@lit
DATE     : 2025-09-03
CATEGORY : taboo-sex-stories
FLAGS    : h
TAGS     : |sister|brother|sister brother|lesbian|cunnilingus|voyeur|fingering|squirting|


All Characters 18 

The week rolled on, as weeks usually did. I'd sneakily listen at the door to my sister's bathroom every night, hoping to hear her going at it again, but either she was being a lot quieter, or--much to my disappointment--she just wasn't playing with herself in the shower anymore.

I wondered what it had been that had gotten her so excited that day. I'd quickly made the connection between her exuberance during her cheer competition and her unbelievably hot masturbating session in the shower at home. From that, I had made a fairly tenuous leap of logic that her wild finger-fucking session had caused her to be hungry enough to eat a third slice of pizza; a feat normally unheard of for my gorgeous sister, who watched her weight and figure like a hawk. I had based that conclusion on my own experience; if I jerked myself off particularly vigorously, I was always starving afterwards. It didn't seem too far-fetched to imagine the same thing held true for my sister.

Since I was still curious to find out why Kelsey had been so happy during her competition, I decided to go see her cheer again so I could investigate further. Fortunately, I didn't have to wait long as that Friday night our football team had a home game against a huge rival, and the cheerleaders would of course be present at the game.

I smiled at the size of the crowd as I arrived at our school's excuse for a stadium, the stands on both sides of the field filling up rapidly with people. Most of them were from our school, parents and fellow students, though the visiting team had brought a sizable contingent of supporters along as well.

As I surveyed the stands, I debated where to sit. At most games that I attended I'd sit near our team bench, along with some of my buddies. Several of my friends were on the football team, but one of them was Jeff, and he'd been ignoring me all week.

I was still mad at him for ditching me at the mall, even though I knew that if he hadn't done so, I most likely never would have gotten to see my sister cheer, then finger-fuck herself senseless later. The images of her shower masturbating session had been a recurring part of my dreams every night since. A small voice in the back of my mind wondered why Jeff had been avoiding me just as hard as I'd been avoiding him, but I quickly told it to shut up. If Jeff wanted to be an asshole, I wasn't going to waste any time worrying about it. He'd been acting weird to me for almost a month, and I was no closer to figuring out the reason behind that either.

Jeff's behavior--as well as the real reason why I was at the game anyways--settled the issue of where to sit, and I quickly moved over to where the cheerleaders were assembled in front of the stands. I smiled at a few female students who were sitting in the front row, and they all quickly scooted in to make some room as soon as they recognized me. I thanked them with a nod, grinning to myself; there were definitely benefits to being one of the school's most recognizable athletes. Even though the swim team wasn't anywhere near as popular as our baseball and football teams were, I was still considered one of the school's athletic heroes--with all the perks that came with it--because of my utter dominance in high school swimming.

As I sat down, I shifted my attention to the cheerleaders and looked around for my sister. I quickly found her standing beside Amanda amidst a group of girls.

Being fairly late in the fall, it'd gotten pretty chilly, and as such, the cheerleaders were all wearing their cold-weather uniforms: navy-colored Nike sweatpants, white sneakers, and a stylish, burnt-orange sweater over which they had put on a black body warmer. As was their custom at every home game, each cheerleader had two small tiger paw prints drawn on her cheekbones, which I had to admit made them all look very, very cute. Of course, every single one of them also held their ubiquitous pompoms.

It took a few minutes for Kelsey to notice me, but as soon as she did, she came running over. "Hey!" she said brightly, giving me a big hug while grinning smugly at the girls who were sitting beside me.

"Hey, sis," I said, being deliberately loud so that the girls beside me could hear. I didn't want them to think Kelsey was my girlfriend or anything, since the blonde who was sitting right beside me was actually pretty damn hot. I was single again, after all.

"How come you're not sitting over there with your friends?" my sister asked, pointing over at a spot nearer our team bench.

"No particular reason." I shrugged.

"Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, don't worry. Jeff's been an asshole to me for a few days, so I don't feel like bumping into him."

Kelsey's face scrunched up in a way that I imagined it would if she saw a bug crawling over her plate. "What did that jerk do this time?"

I grinned at her. Kelsey hadn't liked Jeff for the longest time, even going so far as to pretend to vomit when he had asked her out on a date one time. A request, I remembered, that he had never bothered to clear with me first; I'd been pissed at him about that for weeks. "It's nothing," I said. "I figured I'd come sit over here and make sure you stay out of trouble."

Kelsey giggled charmingly. "Oh, whatever! You're here because you can't resist watching your cute little sister, admit it!"

"Damn, you got me!" I laughed, taking care to put a mocking tone in my voice; I didn't want her to realize that she was actually right. "Are you girls doing a lot of those fancy stunts tonight?"

"Nah, we don't do that kind of stuff out on the field. It's way too dangerous. Besides, sweatpants may be comfortable and warm to wear, but they were definitely not made to tumble in."

"I'll take your word for it," I said, shrugging.

"Good. You should do that more often!"

I grinned at her impudent smirk, then quickly pinched her side, causing her to squeal with laughter while she desperately tried to return the favor. As I was fending off her little hands, I noticed Stacey running over towards us.

"Hey, Kelsey's brother," the gorgeous blonde said teasingly as she watched Kel and I mock fight.

"Hey, Kelsey's captain," I grinned, happily playing along.

Stacey gave me a beautiful smile and a small wink, then turned her attention to Kelsey. "Kel, we're going to line up in two."

"Alright," my sister said, smiling at her friend. She bent over and gave me a big smooch and a hug, then the two of them quickly jogged back to their spots near the twenty-yard line. My eyes were glued to Stacey's ass the whole way, though I couldn't help but frequently glance at my sister's amazing ass as well. It looked absolutely fantastic in her fashionable sweats, just a perfectly tight curve. A shiver ran through me, and I felt myself get a little warm.

"Do you know the two of them?" one of the girls beside me asked, interrupting my daydream.

I turned towards her with a smile. "Yeah. The brunette's my sister, Kelsey. The blonde's her friend, Stacey, but I only know her by name."

"Your sister is so beautiful," said one of the other girls, a redhead who couldn't have even been a sophomore.

"Thanks." I smiled appreciatively at her. "I'll tell her you think so."

The girl blushed a pretty red, which matched her hair quite nicely, and I turned my attention back to the field. The referee whistled, and with a great kick-off, the game got underway, to thunderous cheers from the crowd.

Though the game was supposed to be a good one, matching up two very good teams who were fierce rivals to boot, I only had eyes for the cheerleaders. They did a great job at keeping the crowd entertained with several cheers, dances, and yells, every now and then shaking their curvy asses in what I assumed was an effort to drive every teenage boy insane with lust. Even though I was mostly looking at my sister, I wasn't immune to the effect of watching sexy asses being shaken in my face either. I surprised myself by actually groaning as Kelsey shook her butt, and she grinned as she saw me stare at her.

I thought I heard one of the girls beside me sigh with longing as the cheerleaders did their ass-shaking, but I didn't want to be too blatant and look over at them to see if I was right. Besides, I was far too busy with ogling my sister's amazing ass myself.

At half-time, the cheerleaders did a few pyramids and simple basket tosses at the center of the field while the school band marched around them, then they led the crowd in the 'Go Tigers' chant. Once the second half was about to start, the girls returned to their spots along the side of the field. Unfortunately, Kelsey wound up quite a ways away from me, much to my chagrin.

Right as I began to ponder if I should just be obvious about it and change seats to go sit closer to my sister, Amanda came to stand practically right in front of me.

"Hi, Damon!" the gorgeous blonde said with a beautiful, dimpled smile.

"Hi, Amanda!" I replied, giving her a big smile in return.

She and I didn't know each other very well, but she was my sister's best friend, and she was over at our house often enough that she was more than just another pretty face. We had talked to each other from time to time, but usually she and Kelsey were pretty busy, so the opportunities for me to actually chat with her were pretty limited. We hung out in different crowds in school, of course, so we didn't exactly mingle either. Still, what little I did know of her was all wonderful. If possible, she was even more of a sweetheart than my sister.

Since Kelsey was too far away for me to be able to study her, I shifted my focus to Amanda, trying to discover if there was any sign of that same exuberance in her. It quickly became clear that she, like my sister, was just not in as happy and peppy a mood as she had been last Tuesday. She was still cheerful and happy, to be sure, but it lacked that extra spark that it'd seemed to have at Westmore.

So much for my whole brilliant theory that Kelsey got so excited because I was there, I thought sourly. I kept throwing up possible scenarios in my mind in an effort to figure it out, but every single one fizzled without much traction.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that I noticed Amanda was blushing cutely; I suddenly realized that I had been staring at her the whole time. "Sorry!" I mouthed, holding up my hand in apology.

Amanda just gave me an absolutely gorgeous smile, and she inclined her head slightly as if to acknowledge my apology.

"Who is that?" I heard one of the girls beside me whisper to her friends.

"Amanda O'Sullivan. She's one of the seniors," one of the other girls whispered back.

"God, she's beautiful," the first voice said, quivering with longing. I found it hard to keep a straight face, actually getting quite a bit turned on by the thought that one of the girls beside me might be more interested in other girls than in boys. There was nothing that got me turned on more than watching a couple of hot girls going at it.

Amanda was hot, there was absolutely no doubt in anyone's mind about that. In fact, she transcended hotness and went straight into the realm of the absolutely ridiculously stunning. Many a guy could--and probably did--happily entertain himself by staring at her for hours on end. Her beautiful blonde hair; her perfect, gorgeously cute face; and her amazing, athletic body that was curvy in all the right places, cemented her place as one of, if not the most beautiful girl in school. I imagined that being stared at was par for the course for her.

The second half of the game was pretty boring, our team blowing out the opposition to such an extent that our coach pulled the starters halfway through the third quarter. As it got late, the temperature started falling rapidly, and with the game having been decided a long time ago, the crowd thinned quite a bit. The girls beside me decided they'd had enough of ogling either the cheerleaders or the football players--my money was on the former--and left too, which left me sitting by myself since all other fans near me had already left as well.

Even though they found themselves with fewer people to cheer for, the cheerleaders tried to rally the crowd with some cheers and dances, though eventually the lackluster responses seemed to take the wind out of them. The girls all huddled up around their coach and sponsor, then broke up into little groups. Most of them wandered off, leading me to assume they had been dismissed for the remainder of the game.

After talking to her friends for a few minutes, Kelsey came running up to me and plopped down right beside me on the bench. She immediately cuddled up against me, and I could feel her slender body shivering.

"Are you cold?" I asked with concern.

"Yeah. We weren't really active tonight so it's been kinda hard to stay warm," she admitted.

I shrugged my arm out of my sleeve and draped the left side of my coat across her shoulders.

"Awww, thank you! You didn't have to do that!" she said appreciatively.

"Don't mention it," I said, wrapping my arm around her at the small of her back. She felt great sitting against me like that.

"The other girls are going to say you're spoiling me rotten."

"Did they just figure that out? You've been spoiled for years!" I laughed.

"Who, me?" she grinned smugly, then gave me her patented 'innocent little girl' look.

I chuckled as I shook my head. "That look stopped working on me like three years ago, Kel."

"Oh really?" she retorted, rustling my coat a little as she snuggled in its warmth. "I'd say it's still working pretty well!"

I laughed and squeezed her against me while tickling her side. She squirmed with peals of laughter and returned the favor; both of us squealed as we behaved like little kids.

"What happened to those three freshmen sitting next to you?" Kelsey asked after we'd finally stopped acting like goofballs.

"I guess they got too cold; they left a little bit ago," I said, shrugging slightly.

"Awww, poor brother! Left alone by the cute girls. Did you at least get some phone numbers?"

"They were like fifteen years old, if that!" I protested, giving her a disbelieving look.

Kelsey grinned at me with a satisfied little smile. "So you prefer your girls a little older, huh?"

I nodded. "Yeah, eighteen or over, please."

"I'm eighteen!" Kelsey giggled.

"You're also my sister," I said wryly. "In case you had forgotten."

"I'll never forget that," Kelsey said happily, even as she rested her head against my chest. "I love being your sister."

I felt a surge of warmth flush through me, and I bent down to give her a soft kiss on the top of her head. "I love that you're my sister too, Kel," I whispered. I swore I could hear her purring.

We sat like that for a little while until my sister waved at a few of her friends who were still standing near the field. Amanda smiled, and I couldn't help but gawk at how unbelievably ravishing she was as she quickly walked over. If cheerleaders at every school are as hot as Kelsey and Amanda, I thought to myself, it's no wonder they're so popular!

"Hey, hon," my sister greeted her friend as soon as she approached us.

"Hi, Amanda," I said warmly.

"Hey, guys," the blonde cheerleader said, another dimpled smile brightening up her face. She was eyeing my coat a little enviously. "It sure got cold, huh?"

"Yeah. You want to sit with us?" Kelsey asked.

Amanda gave me a questioning look. "Is that okay with you, Damon?"

Before I could reply, Kelsey snorted. "Oh, please, like he's going to say no to a knockout like you sitting with him! Come on, his coat is nice and warm."

Amanda bit her lower lip as she blushed fiercely, but she still looked at me with questioning eyes.

"Yeah, of course, Amanda," I said quickly as I felt my sister elbow me in the ribs.

"Thank you!" Amanda said gratefully as she took a step towards the spot next to my sister.

Kelsey shook her head and nodded towards the bench to my right. Amanda froze for a second, then quickly sat down beside me. Before my sister could even suggest it, I was already getting my arm out of my right sleeve, then tried to drape my coat around the beautiful blonde's shoulders.

"Hey!" Kelsey squeaked as the coat was pulled away from her.

"Sorry, but that coat's only big enough to cover one of you at a time!" I smirked at her.

"Oh, great! And of course, you pick the gorgeous blonde over your own sister!"

"Stop it!" Amanda complained with a smile, her cheeks turning red again.

Kelsey gave her friend an innocent look that wouldn't have fooled anybody. "Stop what?"

"You're embarrassing me!" Amanda giggled.

"Well, what do you want me to do? Lie? It's not my fault you're so ridiculously hot," Kelsey grinned cheekily.

"Kelsey!" Amanda whined plaintively.

"What do you think, Damon?" Kelsey hammered on, mercilessly.

"I, eh... think I, eh..." I said, quite eloquently.

"Judging by the way you were ogling her a little while ago, I assume you completely agree!" my sister said, flashing me a teasing grin.

Amanda and I glanced at each other simultaneously, staring into each other's eyes. As if on cue, we both began to blush, and Amanda shyly diverted her gaze. I tried to say something to ease her mind but completely choked on the words. I wondered what the hell was happening to me; I was far from the smoothest guy around the ladies, as was evident by the fact that, at age eighteen, I'd had exactly one girlfriend, but I'd never frozen up like that before either. I took a deep breath in an effort to gather my wits about me.

"I'm sorry for staring at you like that, Amanda. I wasn't trying to embarrass you or anything, but I guess I just couldn't help it," I said after a few moments of summoning up every ounce of courage I possessed.

"It's okay," Amanda said with a sweet smile.

"Why couldn't you help stare at her?" Kelsey prodded me, and I flashed her an irritated look. All she did in reply was smile impishly.

I turned my gaze back towards Amanda to see her staring at me expectantly, with her bottom lip caught between her teeth. When she saw that I wasn't about to answer Kelsey's question, she whispered, "You don't have to tell if you don't want to, but I'd kind of like to know?"

I swallowed the massive lump that had formed in my throat and looked deep into her alluring eyes, which seemed to shimmer between green and blue if you watched them long enough. Amanda blinked several times as her smile grew bigger; her thick eyelashes completely mesmerized me.

Kelsey elbowed me in my side again, and I finally blurted out, "Because you're so beautiful."

Amanda's smile was like the flash of an atomic bomb, and it warmed every single neuron in my mind. She put her hand on my arm and whispered, "Thank you."

As I was trying to come up with something to say, Amanda glanced past me, and I saw her eyes flicker even as a small grin appeared on her face. I quickly turned towards Kelsey to see what the two of them were grinning at, but my sister just gave me a curious look.

"What?" she asked, her voice dripping with honey.

"Eh, nothing, I--" I said when my phone rang in my pocket. I got up, shrugging out of my coat while muttering something about poor timing, though secretly I was relieved to get a break from being embarrassed.

As soon as I vacated my spot, Kelsey scooted over, pulling my coat snugly across her shoulders and cuddling up close with her best friend. I smiled at her, and she gave me a satisfied little grin. Bringing the phone up, I glanced at the screen and saw that it was Mom calling.

"Hey Mom," I said, putting the phone against my ear as I walked a few steps away from the girls.

"Hi honey. I'm sorry, but I won't be able to come get you two until around ten, or maybe even a little later. We have an emergency surgery on a little kitty, and it's taking a lot longer than we thought it would."
<hr pg="2" />"No problem, we'll just be here on the field," I said reassuringly. "Give me a call when you get here."

"I will. You make sure to watch your sister, okay?"

"Don't I always?" I grinned.

"Yes, you do, and you're sweet. Thank you, honey. I'll see you in a while."

"Alright Mom. Drive safe," I said, then she disconnected the call.

I got an idea before closing my phone, so I kept talking, pretending to still be on the phone with Mom. I paced here and there, trying to keep my fake conversation going logically while slowly making my way back over towards Amanda and my sister.

I shivered slightly as it was getting downright cold. Glancing back at the girls, I saw they were cuddling close together, almost buried up to their noses in the big, warm coat. My big, warm coat, I corrected myself, wishing I was sitting right there between them. I took another two steps towards them while faking discussing my swim training I'd had yesterday. When I was less than a foot away, I strained to hear what the girls were saying.

"He likes you," Kelsey said, so quietly that I'd never have been able to hear if I actually had someone on the phone.

"How do you know?" Amanda asked, just as quietly, though I could detect the hint of curiosity in her voice.

"I don't know, I just do. I've always known when he really likes a girl, all the way back to Rebecca Micnitz in eighth grade."

"Who's Rebecca Micnitz?" Amanda giggled. "Competition?"

Kelsey snorted softly. "No way. She moved away several years ago with her parents. Besides, she was a little geek with braces and big librarian glasses; she'd never compare to you."

"Will you stop that already?" Amanda pouted. "You know you're just as beautiful as I am, if not more so!"

"Whatever, Miss Teen USA!" Kelsey giggled. "Besides, you're the one that has to impress him, not me."

"Yeah, and how do you help? You go and embarrass me right in front of him!"

"I didn't embarrass you; you loved it."

"I did not!"

"You were smiling that cute little smile of yours at him the whole time! You love compliments and you know it."

"Oh, I am so going to get you for this!" Amanda whispered fiercely.

"Yeah? Promise?" Kelsey grinned sultrily, a devious little smile on her face.

Amanda nodded, trying to pull off an angry scowl but bursting into giggles halfway through.

"Mmmm, I can't wait," my sister purred, then I heard something that very much sounded like a kiss.

"Yeah, okay Mom, we'll see you in a little while," I said, closing my phone and turning around quickly, hoping to see any evidence of kissing. Both girls just looked up at me with big smiles.

"Everything okay?" Kelsey asked sweetly.

I hid my disappointment at missing the potential kiss and nodded. "Yeah, Mom's just going to be a little later than usual. She's doing emergency surgery on a little kitty."

"Awww, poor kitty!" Amanda said, her face turning sad. "Will it be okay?"

"I don't know, I didn't ask. Their vet's great though, so I'd guess so," I shrugged, shivering again.

"You're cold," my sister said. "Come sit down with us."

I quickly sat back down, though beside my sister rather than in between the two of them since I didn't want to be too obvious about it. I glanced over at the field and saw the game was in the final four minutes, with both coaches having put in the scrubs. The refs were letting the game go, no longer calling any needless penalties. With the score being 45-13 in our favor, the outcome was no longer in doubt anyways.

A chill wind blew over the field, and I shivered badly, feeling goose bumps appear all over my skin. The temperature seemed to be dropping a lot further than the weather guys had predicted, and as I glanced around, I noticed that most of the crowd had already fled the sudden onslaught of freezing temperatures, leaving just a few brave stragglers behind.

"Damon, take your coat back, you're shivering like crazy," Kelsey said, shrugging herself out of the warm coat and trying to hand it back to me.

"No, I'll be fine, you keep it," I said, shaking my head.

"Don't be stupid. You're practically freezing!" Kelsey protested.

"I'm wearing warmer clothes than either of you two are. You need it more than I do," I insisted.

"Damon, it's your coat, you really should take it back if you're cold," Amanda chimed in, looking at me a little worriedly.

"I'll be fine, Amanda, really."

Kelsey looked at me with a frown on her face, then suddenly her eyes lit up as she apparently had an epiphany. She grabbed Amanda's hand and pulled her friend to her feet, then, before I could say anything, she pushed the beautiful blonde right down in my lap!

Amanda and I both looked at her, stunned, but Kelsey just grinned in satisfaction as she draped the coat around my shoulders, making sure that it covered her friend too. Then, she sat down beside me and snuggled herself into the coat, crawling up as tightly against me as she could while wrapping both her arms around my torso. "There, now all of us are warm," Kelsey said with a pretty smile.

"Er, yeah," I said, trying desperately not to make my voice squeak. "Are you okay with this, Amanda?"

She looked at me over her shoulder. "I guess. Are you?"

"Oh, don't be silly. He's got the most gorgeous girl in school sitting in his lap; of course he's okay!" Kelsey said teasingly.

"Don't start with that again," Amanda chided, raising her finger in warning as she scowled at my sister.

Kelsey stuck her tongue out at the beautiful blonde as she snuggled happily against us. I wrapped my right arm around her shoulders while leaving my left one dangling a bit uselessly, constantly trying to keep it underneath my coat somehow.

"Damon?" Amanda asked, after I'd bumped her a few times.

"Yeah?" I replied.

"You can put your arm in my lap if you want. I don't mind," she said softly.

"Are you sure?"

"Uh-huh."

I fought hard to suppress a grin as I wrapped my left arm around her waist and put it in her lap, marveling at how firm and yet slender her legs were.

"Is it okay if I scoot back a bit?" Amanda asked sweetly.

"Eh, sure," I said quickly, not wanting to say no to this gorgeous girl in my lap.

From the corner of my eye, I saw Kelsey grin at me as Amanda wriggled around in my lap a bit, slowly moving her unbelievable ass backwards until she finally had her back against my chest. I had to grit my teeth because she had come to rest with her ass right over my cock, and it took every single ounce of willpower I had to keep it from growing hard. Trying to resist the feel of her ass was pure torture.

Amanda's ass was absolutely amazing, firm yet supple; just the kind of ass guys dreamed about every night. I wrapped my coat around her, and the three of us snuggled closely, our shared body warmth easily counteracting the freezing winds.

"Comfy?" Kelsey asked her friend, a teasing tone in her voice.

"Mmmm, yeah!" Amanda giggled, and I swore she wiggled her ass a little in my lap. I closed my eyes and spent the next thirty minutes thinking of taxes, my great-grandma, baseball, and homework.

Mom finally came and picked us up right around ten-thirty, apologizing profusely for making us wait so long. We told her it was fine, since there was nothing she could have done about it anyways, even as we gratefully piled into the warm car. None of us wanted a kitty to die just so we could get home ten or fifteen minutes earlier.

"Mrs. Richards, how did the kitty do?" Amanda asked, her voice very small, as she and my sister sat down in the middle row of seats.

"Fine, actually," Mom said. "It had started bleeding internally, but we managed to stop it. The vet thinks she'll make a full recovery."

"Oh, yay!" Amanda said, sounding both happy and relieved.

"Do you like kittens, dear?" Mom asked as she drove out of the school parking lot.

"I love all animals, but I really love kitties, yeah," Amanda said brightly.

"Meow!" my sister said, after which she immediately started purring excessively, rubbing her cheek against Amanda's shoulder.

"You're so funny!" Amanda laughed happily, kissing Kelsey's forehead. "I love you too, though, little kitty."

Mom smiled as she watched the two girls in her rearview mirror. "Do you want me to take you home, Amanda?"

"Can she stay with me tonight, Mom?" Kelsey interjected before her friend could answer.

"Well, of course. Would you like to, Amanda?"

"I'd love to. Thank you, Mrs. Richards!" Amanda said gratefully.

"You're welcome, dear."

I turned halfway in my seat and smiled at the two girls, getting two beautiful smiles in return. I noticed just how incredibly close together they were sitting--about as close as they could be without actually sitting in each other's laps.

Thinking of laps made me remember the feel of Amanda's ass in mine, and I groaned as I returned my gaze to the front.

"You alright, honey?" Mom asked, obviously having heard my groan.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I said, nodding. If getting hard because of the two girls in the back of the car can be considered fine, I added silently.

Once we got home, I made some coffee for Mom while Kelsey and Amanda fled upstairs. Kelsey needed to shower, and I guessed Amanda was going to try to find some spare clothes of my sister's to slip into.

Mom and I chatted for a while, but she soon started yawning and made ready to go to bed, so I gave her a kiss and headed upstairs myself. I was planning on doing some exercising and maybe turning in early for the evening as I had a swim meet early the next morning.

I could hear the shower running by the time I entered my room, and I wondered if my sister would repeat her performance from Tuesday. After all the teasing it had been subjected to before, by virtue of having two cheerleaders cuddling with me, my cock grew hard as a steel rod at the mere thought of my younger sister eagerly plunging her fingers into her dripping little pussy.

I shook my head rapidly, irritated at myself for having those thoughts. She's your own sister, you sick fuck! I hissed at myself. Besides, Kelsey wouldn't risk doing that with Amanda in her room, would she?

Thinking about Amanda got my thoughts running in another direction. It seemed pretty likely that she'd want to shower too, as she hadn't had a chance to at school. That would mean she'd use my sister's shower, which possibly meant that the gorgeous blonde might be butt naked just ten feet away from me.

That idea really set my cock off, and I grimaced as it tried to rip straight through my pants. Before I fully knew what I was doing, I had already walked over to the bathroom door and put my hand on the doorknob.

I hesitated as a feeling of dread surged through me. There were a million things that could go wrong with this plan: Kelsey could end up hating my guts for being such a creep; Amanda would likely never want to get within a hundred yards of me again; and Mom would probably have Dad beat the crap out of me once she figured out her son was a peeping pervert. Logic, sanity, and good health dictated that I let go of that doorknob and just go to bed, I thought to myself.

Of course, my cock had other ideas, and any time he was so raging hard he had the majority vote in the decision-making process. With my heart thundering in my chest, I ever so slowly turned the knob, easing the bathroom door open a quarter-inch at a time.

I was attuned to every little squeak or groan coming from that door, so that I could flee like I'd stolen something at the slightest bit of noise. Fortune smiled on me, however, as it opened completely silently. After creating a crack of a few inches, I peeked through... to be greeted by the sight of Amanda, completely naked, in my sister's glass-walled shower cubicle. Yes! my mind shouted happily. Then, as my eyes roamed further, they fell upon my sister, similarly naked.

I stood there, stunned, as I stared at the scene in front of me. Both girls were in the shower together, completely, utterly nude. It wasn't a case of them wearing bikinis, or of one of them being in the shower while the other was waiting outside for her turn. No, they were taking a shower together, totally naked, and apparently had no inhibitions with regards to that fact whatsoever.

My sister was busy washing Amanda's hair, and as I stood there gawking at them, she told her blonde friend to lean back so she could rinse it out. Amanda slowly curved her head backwards and in doing so exposed herself to me fully. I let out an audible gasp as I observed the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, completely naked in front of me.

For all the much I thought Amanda was already unbelievably gorgeous with clothes on, that utterly paled in comparison to seeing her naked. She was absolute perfection. Her entire form was one smoothly flowing set of delicate curves. Gloriously long legs; a sexy, curvy set of hips; a flat, toned stomach; and absolutely perfectly perky breasts with nipples that stood firmly at attention. My gaze slid down to see her pussy, and even seen from a distance through the shower glass and the steam it looked magnificent as I got a tantalizing peek of her pale, pink flesh between her lips. As far as I could make out, she had a tiny landing strip of hair right above it, very similar to Kelsey's. Also like my sister, Amanda's carpet most definitely matched her drapes. I felt my mouth water at the mere sight of it.

I stood frozen, unable to move as I drank in her impossible perfection. I imagined God creating her and then saying to himself, "Not bad, Bob. Not bad at all!" Then he'd probably taken pictures of her and put them on his bedroom wall!

My sister gently rinsed Amanda's hair until she finally told her friend to get back up. Amanda sighed as she stretched her body under the hot water, sending fresh shock waves of awe at her incomparable hotness through me.

Kelsey grabbed one of her bottles of body wash, liberally sprinkling the perfumed gel onto a soft sponge. She dabbed it underneath the hot water for a second, then began tenderly rubbing it all over Amanda's body.

Amanda moaned softly at the feeling, taking a step backwards and pressing her back against the glass panel, while Kelsey continued with her actions. Kel had a happy smile on her face as she soaped up her lovely friend. Once Amanda was completely covered in suds, Kelsey dropped the sponge and simply started using her hands, causing Amanda to sigh quite audibly as Kelsey's fingers explored her flawless skin, caressing her breasts and tweaking her nipples.

Amanda put her arms around my sister's neck and pulled her close, their bodies rubbing together wonderfully. I gasped as I watched their tits slip and slide, the suds apparently providing plenty of lubrication. Kelsey's breasts were a little bigger and fuller than Amanda's, but Amanda definitely had a well-shaped pair of her own. Both their nipples were hard as pine cones as they eagerly ground their bodies against each other.

Slowly their mouths came closer together, and their lips locked. I felt precum soak my boxers as I watched Kelsey's tongue flash in Amanda's mouth, both girls moaning into their kiss. Amanda's hands were gently playing with Kelsey's hair, while Kelsey had both her hands on Amanda's ass, squeezing it firmly.

"Don't think that this lets you off the hook," Amanda said hotly when they stopped for some air after several minutes of exploring each other's mouths.

"Nuh-uh," my sister moaned, locking her lips on Amanda's neck and starting to suck on it. The blonde shivered from the feeling as Kelsey eagerly slurped her smooth flesh, my sister's tongue sensually licking her friend's neck. After a minute or so, Kelsey's mouth finally released with a loud pop; a large, red hickey was visible on Amanda's neck, causing my sister to giggle mischievously.

"What?" Amanda asked, touching the spot in question with her fingertips. "You didn't leave a mark, did you?"

"Yup, I did," Kelsey said, not sounding very remorseful.

"You brat! How am I going to explain that to my mom tomorrow?!"

"Tell her my brother did it," Kelsey grinned wickedly. "You'd love it if he gave you one anyways!"

"You little--!" Amanda hissed, roughly grabbing hold of Kelsey's arm and turning her around. Kelsey was giggling wildly and gave Amanda a challenging stare, then the gorgeous blonde's hand smacked down hard on my sister's curvy ass. The slap sounded startlingly loud in the confined space of the shower.

"Mmmm, yeah!" my sister moaned, her voice trembling with lust.

Amanda slapped her hand down again on my sister's ass, causing Kelsey to mewl loudly. "This is what you get for being such a little brat!" Amanda panted. She tried to sound upset, but the clearly audible excitement in her voice ruined the effect to a large degree.

"Oh, Amanda! More!" Kelsey whined.

Again and again, Amanda's open hand slapped down onto my sister's magnificent butt, and I could see Kelsey's ass turning a soft shade of pink. My cock was simply leaking precum into my boxers, and I was breathing heavily at the sight of my sister being spanked. The mere fact of her being spanked was already hotter than fuck, but the realization that it was turning her on turned my brain to absolute mush.

"This is what you want, isn't it?" Amanda grinned, her hand continuously slapping my sister's bottom.

"Yes!" Kelsey moaned, drawing the word out. "I'm such a bad girl, Amanda. Please spank me!"

Amanda happily complied with my sister's wishes, swatting her hand down several more times before finally slowing down and gently rubbing her open palm over my sister's bright red ass.

"Are you close?" Amanda asked, her voice husky.

"Yes," my sister hissed, her voice barely audible over the shower. She was shivering under Amanda's touch, the blonde slowly trailing her fingers across my sister's back.

"Do you want to cum?"

"Yes!"

"Should I let you cum, though? You were being a teasing little brat tonight, embarrassing me in front of your brother like that. Maybe I should just leave you like this, hmm?" Amanda breathed, obviously enjoying their little game.

"Oh please, no! Please, Amanda, please let me cum!" Kelsey begged, her face betraying her desperate need to get off.

Amanda grinned at my sister, then softly kissed her cheek. Without saying anything else, she slowly bent down, sinking to her knees right in front of Kelsey.

My sister was staring at her friend with hunger in her eyes, and as Amanda's face slowly approached her pussy, she took her bottom lip between her teeth and moaned with desire.

Time seemed to slow down as I watched Amanda open her mouth and reach out with her tongue, ever so lightly brushing it across my sister's slit. Kelsey shivered with delight, then groaned as Amanda's tongue pushed inside her cunt.

"Damn!" I groaned at the sight of my sister having her pussy eaten, completely forgetting where I was.

As loud as Kelsey's shower was, it wasn't loud enough to drown that out, and both girls' faces immediately flashed towards the door, their eyes staring single-mindedly through the narrow crack.

I stood absolutely frozen behind the door, not daring to move or even breathe. I had not yet turned the lights on in my bedroom, and I prayed that the resulting darkness was enough to conceal me. The Mexican standoff lasted for several long moments, with the girls staring at me while I didn't move a single muscle. Fortunately, my swim training involved being able to stand absolutely still while waiting for the start signal, so I relaxed and waited, even as I tried desperately to come up with any kind of excuse to explain my behavior.

After what felt like an hour but was probably only thirty seconds or so, Amanda smiled in my direction, then moved her face back to my sister's pussy. She dove straight in, and Kelsey's groan reverberated through my skull as I saw her shiver with excitement at the touch of Amanda's tongue.
<hr pg="3" />Kelsey, however, kept staring through the crack in the door, even as she locked her hand in Amanda's long, golden-blonde hair and started grinding her pussy against her friend's face. After just a few seconds, she began to moan loudly, grasping Amanda's skull tightly and shuddering against her.

"Oh fuck!" my sister grunted, finally closing her eyes and diverting her attention away from the door as she came all over Amanda's face. A massive stream of my sister's cum sprayed onto the gorgeous blonde, and I heard a loud groan of delight from Amanda as I took my chance and quickly dodged away from the door. I exhaled loudly, closing my eyes in disbelief at what I'd just seen.

As Kelsey's mewls of pleasure trickled through the door, I decided not to stick around. I figured she'd come barging in almost as soon as her apparently wonderful orgasm ended, so I quickly opened my bedroom door and went out into the hallway, walking across the narrow corridor to the room that had once belonged to Melissa and was now little more than a junk storage closet. I went inside and pulled the door almost shut, again peeping through the crack.

As I had suspected, it was only a few moments later when the bathroom door to my room opened and Kelsey stepped through, the light from the bathroom outlining her gorgeous body perfectly. She had covered herself with a small towel, and her full breasts made it stand out magnificently. The sight of her barely covered curves, with water still dripping down her body, sent shivers of horniness through me. She was easily hot enough to pose for FHM or Maxim. Or even Playboy.

You sick bastard! I berated myself again. She's your sister! Get a goddamn grip!

"Damon?" Kelsey asked, her voice neither angry nor curious. It was almost as if she knew I'd been peeping on them and had expected to find me there. I agonized between replying and keeping quiet, eventually deciding on the latter.

Kelsey repeated her call, a bit more forcefully, but as I remained quiet, she finally sighed and went back into the bathroom. "No, he's not here. He probably..." I heard her say, but the rest of her sentence was cut off as the door clicked shut.

I rested my head against the door, my heart thundering rapidly inside my chest. I wasn't sure what the girls would have done had they caught me, but I figured that the 'both of them invite the guy for a steaming threesome in the shower' scenario only happened in porn. Knowing my luck, I would have gotten the 'both girls tell the guy's dad, and the dad kicks the guy's ass so hard he won't be able to sit for a fucking month' scenario.

Still, I was thrilled at what I'd seen. I grinned as I realized that I had been thinking about two hot girls going at it when I had looked at Amanda earlier; I had never expected that I'd actually get to see that, or that the girl she'd be going at it with would be my own sister!

I tried to wrap my mind around the revelation that my sister was a lesbian. Knowing this made the fact that she had never bothered to date a guy make more sense, but other than that, I still couldn't figure out what would have made her turn to girls for her sexual gratification. It was obvious that she was, since both she and Amanda had seemed to know exactly what they were doing, even to my relatively inexperienced eye. I wondered how long they had been fucking each other, groaning as I thought of Amanda's tongue touching Kelsey's pussy.

"Jesus Christ, get a hold of yourself!" I snarled angrily at myself. All these thoughts of my sister having sex were driving me insane, and she was my own sister, after all! I was such a disgusting pervert.

I waited for a few more minutes, then quietly exited Melissa's old room, sneaking downstairs. Mom had already gone to bed, and Dad was presumably working another late shift at the precinct. I stumbled through the darkness into the kitchen, grabbing myself a big glass of orange juice from the fridge, as well as a few apples, since my stomach was growling loudly at me. We weren't prohibited from eating anything heavy the night before a contest, but I figured just a few apples would be enough to tide me over until morning.

I loudly made my way up the stairs, hopefully fooling the girls into thinking I was just coming up. I entered my bedroom and turned the light on. The bathroom door was closed, of course, and there was no way in hell I was going to risk peeping through that door again. At least, not for a while.

I took off my clothes and lay down on my bed; I munched quietly on my apples while washing them down with some orange juice. My cock was still raging, and images of the two divine girls were everywhere in my mind. The two of them making out with each other, Amanda spanking my sister, Kelsey's groans as Amanda's tongue licked her slit... everything.

I sighed in anger as I tried to clear my head; I wanted nothing more than to jerk off like crazy, but our coach always strictly forbade any orgasms seventy-two hours before a race; the old fucking bastard. I tossed and turned for what seemed like forever, with my cock refusing to settle down. It took a long time before I finally fell asleep, and when I did, it seemed like my alarm went off just a few seconds later.

