An Ordinary College Sex Life

Chapter 1: Roommates

AUGUST 2002, SUMMER BREAK

“There!” Adrienne pointed from her spot in the passenger seat of the cherry red Mustang convertible.

I saw the house where she was pointing, confirmed the address myself, and started turning the car into the open driveway. The asphalt was cracked with weeds growing through. The wood fence separating us from the neighbors had seen better days. And unlike most side-by-side driveways in Orange County, this driveway was one long path running next to the house so that three cars could park in a line, one behind the other. There was no garage, either. So I simply drove up behind Dayna’s 3-year-old Impala and came to a stop, putting the car in park and turning off the engine. “Can you believe we’re finally here?” I asked with a contemplative smile.

“Not really.” My girlfriend/sister smiled over at me, looking impossibly gorgeous with her golden blonde hair flowing behind her and oversized black sunglasses obscuring her pretty eyes. She was casually dressed and yet stunning, a button-down pink blouse doing little to hide her ample chest and a simple pair of khaki shorts exposing a lot of creamy thigh as well as her long, long legs. I remembered quite fondly how those legs had been wrapped around my naked thrusting body just last night.

Now the “girlfriend” part I was very familiar with; but I was still getting used to the “sister” part. Adrienne’s father had been killed by a cab driver in May. She was adopted by my parents in the aftermath, technically making us siblings. And even though Adrienne was now eighteen, the guardianship was still valid and she was still a part of my family. It was an extra element of bonding that made our dating relationship even closer.

We nodded to each other and then got out of the car at the same time, leaning over the open roof to grab bags out of the backseat. Parked behind me, our parents and siblings got out of the van and started to unpack various pieces of gear as well.

I looked up at the Victorian-style house as we approached the front door. It was an old 2-story with fading paint and slightly rusted aluminum-frame windows, certainly MUCH older than the house back in Orange County. It was probably built around 1920, but that’s the Bay Area for you.

Adrienne frowned while looking up at the house. She could be a bit of a pampered OC dilettante sometimes, used to wide-open floor plans and bull-nosed corners and low-e windows and the like, living in houses that were younger than she was. I was amazed she got through summer camp. But to her credit, she seemed ready for anything and hopped up the steps to the small front porch.

I was right beside her and rang the doorbell. Less than a minute later, the door swung wide open.

“Ben! Adrienne! Hey!” My big sister Brandi flung her arms open and literally jumped onto me, wrapping her arms around my shoulders in a fierce hug. At 5’8”, she was just barely able to stay on her tiptoes while hooking her chin over my shoulder, humming happily. “I can’t believe you’re coming to college with me, bro.”

“Think that’s weird?” Brooke chimed in from behind me, lugging another suitcase. “Wait till I show up here!” Our 16-year-old little sister giggled and Brandi released me to go hug Brooke and then Adrienne as well. And then it was hugs all around as our parents and the twins followed after.

Brandi, clad in a tight baby-T and black shorts that showed off her slender frame, took a step back. She tossed her dark brown hair behind her shoulder while theatrically waving us through the doorway. “Come check out the house.”

Dayna Evans was waiting as we entered into the living room. The gorgeous blonde bombshell stood up with a Cal Berkeley ringer T-shirt hugging her double-D tits and short shorts revealing both curvy hips and long, toned legs. She stepped forward and immediately went to Adrienne, a warm smile on her face. “Hi, I’m Dayna. Pleased to finally meet you.”

Adrienne smiled back and took Dayna’s hand. Both girls had seen pictures of each other, but first impressions always had to come in-person. Right now, Dayna was sizing up Adrienne as competition. My girlfriend was an inch taller at 5’10”, had bigger tits, and a fitter body than the eldest Evans daughter. Plus, Adrienne carried herself with the upright poise of a confident Hollywood socialite: dressed to kill, looking fabulous, and fully aware of it.

I was reminded of the way Dawn and Adrienne had first approached each other at camp with similar looks. But while there had been an obvious tension between those two on arrival, Dayna and Adrienne were merely evaluating each other as any pretty girl does to another. Adrienne shook Dayna’s hand and then smiled while looking around. “Nice digs.”

Dayna pumped the hand and snorted. “Yeah, right. It’s old and creaky, I know.” She released Adrienne and waved around. “But it’s three blocks from campus and it’s got four bedrooms and two bath.”

I arched an eyebrow. “Four?” I did the math: Dayna, Brandi, Dawn, Adrienne, and me ... five people. I glanced around. The first floor appeared to have living room/dining room, kitchen, a bathroom, and two bedrooms. Up the stairs would be two more bedrooms and a bathroom based on what I saw from the outside.

Dayna blushed and nodded. “Yeah, four. We set the lease and everything months ago, before we could have known Adrienne would be joining us. Plus, five bedroom houses are impossible to find in Berkeley without breaking the bank.” Then she looked sidelong to the door where the Eden and Emma were coming in, both 12-year-old girls carrying boxes of basic school supplies. “Uh, Dawn and Adrienne are going to be rooming together.”

My eyes went wide and Adrienne frowned. She hadn’t had a roommate in her life... ever. Hell, with her dad absent 90% of the time she’d had a whole HOUSE to herself for most of her adolescence.

But Dayna stepped between us and whispered, “That’s just a cover for the parentals and the twins.”

Presently, Brandi directed Eden and Emma into a bedroom on the first floor, the larger of the two from what I could tell. And as soon as they were out of sight, Dayna turned and grinned. “Don’t worry Ben; we four girls have worked out a rotation. You’ll spend Monday and Friday nights with Adrienne. Dawn gets Tuesdays and Saturdays. Brandi has Wednesdays...”

My eyes had flown open by now and Dayna just cracked up laughing. Adrienne grinned and shook her head. Brooke was passing by, heading for the door, and she said in a deadly serious voice, “You may have to double-up a few days. Seven doesn’t divide so easily.”

That got all the girls laughing, and then Dayna stopped herself by clamping both hands over her mouth to try and stifle the giggles.

The twins came back and then headed out the front door with our parents to ferry more gear into the house. Dayna smiled and patted my shoulder. “You shoulda seen the look on your face! Weren’t sure whether to feel excited or terrified, huh?”

I rolled my eyes and looked ready to kill Dayna. “Keep talking and we’ll see how you end up handling your two nights,” I growled threateningly.

The busty blonde just smiled at me and Adrienne and said, “You two are rooming together. Brandi said that you wouldn’t mind; but if it’s a big deal, we can work something out. You’d probably end up sleeping in the living room, but we can—”

“No, that’ll be fine,” Adrienne interrupted Dayna by touching her arm. Then my girlfriend turned and beamed at me. “I’ve been dreaming about going to sleep in your arms every night.”

I grinned. This year was going to be GREAT.

I never realized how much stuff I needed just to LIVE. Besides clothes, there were school supplies, bedding, towels, toothpaste, shampoo, computers, photos, assorted personal knick-knacks, etc. And Adrienne had a helluva lot more than me. So after several trips (and lots of sibling help), we managed to completely off-load Adrienne’s gear into “hers and Dawn’s” room and my gear into the other first floor bedroom.

Just when we were finishing up, Dawn herself arrived along with DJ and her parents. As expected, DJ made a beeline for Brooke. But to my surprise, my beautiful lifelong best friend went to my girlfriend first.

“Adrienne, hey!” Dawn stepped forward with open arms.

“Dawn! How was your summer?” Adrienne hugged the slightly smaller girl.

“Small” is relative. At 5’9” and with a healthy D-cup bosom, Dawn wasn’t small. In fact, with her Evans-family natural slenderness, she appeared much taller at first glance. Today she wore a simple white tank top over a sky blue camisole that brought out the color of her sparkling blue eyes in front of a backdrop of her sunny blonde hair, tied back in a ponytail. And the legs of her khaki shorts barely extended beyond her crotch, making her legs appear even longer. I shook my head wryly just watching the two gorgeous 18-year-olds embrace each other. From Dayna to Brandi to these two, I was surrounded by Amazonian beauties. Allie was right: I had a “type” and all four of them fit it. And I started to wonder again about Dayna’s idea of a “rotation”.

“August has been kind of a drag, actually,” Dawn was replying to Adrienne’s question. “After the incredible highs of camp, it’s always ... I dunno ... kind of a letdown, you know?”

Adrienne smiled. “Yeah. I won’t miss the bugs, but I missed hanging out with you, DJ, and Felicia.”

“Missed...” Dawn drawled sarcastically, rolling her eyes. “You can’t have been too bored having Ben all to yourself for a few weeks.”

Adrienne snorted. “To myself? Yeah, right. Brooke was always around, for one. And then a bunch of Ben’s girls all had to have one last farewell before going away: Heather, Candy, Allie, Helene. Believe me, we’ve been busy,” she laughed.

Dawn arched her eyebrow. “You don’t mind all that? I dunno. If I was still his girlfriend, I don’t think I could let him out quite that much.”

Adrienne shrugged and then grinned evilly. “Nah. As long as I get to join in. Think you had fun with Felicia?” Adrienne chuckled. “This one girl, Helene? We played her like a piano. Seriously, do-re-mi and the girl goes unconscious from too much pleasure. She wasn’t even into girls until we got a hold of her. But up until two days ago she practically had her face in my crotch 24/7.”

Dawn started giggling. “Speaking of faces in your crotch...”

Adrienne grinned, running her eyes up and down Dawn’s fantastic body before darting her gaze a little belatedly to see if there were any little ones nearby. Fortunately, Eden and Emma were on another luggage run. And for good measure, she checked to make sure all four parentals were out on the sidewalk, still chatting and catching up. “Later. I promise,” Adrienne replied with an extra husk in her voice.

Only then did Dawn finally come to me.

Tensing and taking a deep breath, Dawn turned away from Adrienne and walked over to me. Biting her lip nervously, she stopped a foot away and tried to smile. Her eyes swam with involuntary moisture. She hadn’t come to me first, but she’d been acutely aware of my presence. And I read so much in the deep blue pools of emotion she used for irises. A month after parting at camp, Dawn’s feelings for me hadn’t changed one bit. She was still madly in love with me. She still wanted us to be together ... forever. And she still wanted to marry me. But she couldn’t have me; not right now. She wouldn’t do that to Adrienne.

“Hey...” she began.

“Hey, you.” I felt stuck in an impossible situation, and a month of distraction had done nothing to show me any solutions. I knew how Dawn felt about me, but I loved Adrienne. I was IN love with her, and I couldn’t abandon her. I wouldn’t, even if I could. I still loved Dawn, wanted and needed her in my life, but I wouldn’t betray my girlfriend.

Dawn and I looked at each other for a few awkward seconds before I decided to take charge and just stepped forward, wrapping up my best friend in the warmest hug I could give her. She sagged into my embrace and smiled, patting my back while I stroked her spine. I softly murmured, “It’s good to see you.”

“You, too,” she sighed before pulling herself back, an arm’s length away with her hands still on my shoulders. “We’re finally here. And now we’ll never have to be apart again.”

I beamed at her and nodded. That much I was sure of. I needed Dawn around me like I needed air to breathe. Adrienne understood that much, at least. We then turned to finish unloading Dawn’s gear into the house.

When we were finished carting stuff in, Adrienne and Dawn stood around their room for a couple of minutes, pretending to discuss how they were going to arrange everything. Then Dayna managed to convince the parentals to take our younger siblings and head over to the Evans house. We were going to unpack and then the five of us college kids would head back for dinner.

Once all the extraneous family members were gone, we took a few minutes to swap all of Dawn’s and my belongings. Dawn took the smaller of the two first-floor bedrooms. Adrienne and I ended up in the larger, complete with one full-size bed and one twin bed. We were already planning to set up the twin bed with cushions like a couch or day bed, although Adrienne made a crack about how I should be ready to spend the night on it if I pissed her off.

We then went about our business of unpacking. Adrienne more or less took over the entire closet. I planned a trip to Ikea to get extra storage. And my girlfriend and I discussed who got which side of the bed. I ended up getting the right side, since it was more comfortable for me to spoon behind her on my left shoulder. Adrienne didn’t care as long as I would be holding her as she slept.

We kept discussing how to divide up the room as we went. Adrienne had never had a roommate and I hadn’t shared a room since Brandi and I were little kids. At the time, all we could think of were positives. Nothing was necessarily “hers” or “mine”; it was all “ours”. We mingled our framed photos together on the walls and shelves, and I was especially proud of the big 8x10 of ALL my siblings at Disneyland, including my sister/girlfriend. A week ago, while Brandi was visiting home, Adrienne and I finally took Brandi, Brooke, and the twins to the Happiest Place on Earth as promised during the spring, and we’d had a fabulous time.

I set up both our desktop computers. And then Dayna showed me the cable modem in the living room so I could set up the new wireless router. For a moment I dreamed of wirelessly downloading porn. But then I caught myself. In a house with four gorgeous babes like these, who needed porn?

As if to prove my point, I returned to what at first looked like an empty bedroom. Frowning, I took three steps forward, glancing around but finding no sign of Adrienne. Perhaps she’d gone to the bathroom.

But then the door closed shut behind me. I turned to see my stunningly gorgeous girlfriend leaning back against it, a heated intensity in her golden eyes. “Bennn ... Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Adrienne husked.

SPROING. I grinned, feeling the new constriction in my shorts. “I am now.”

“Goody,” she smirked and stepped toward me, already unbuttoning her blouse.

I let any tension flow out of my body as my girlfriend approached, my hands resting at my sides. My breathing sped up, though, as inch after creamy inch of skin was revealed and the swells of Adrienne’s E-cup tits were exposed to my hungry gaze. Stopping just a foot in front of me, Adrienne finished unbuttoning herself and shrugged out of the blouse, dropping it to the floor behind her. I was struggling to keep my eyes on her face, but then I simply gave up and gawked when her bra joined the blouse and left those huge melons bare and magnificent, nipples already hard and erect.

“What do you say we christen our new bedroom?” Adrienne asked in a smoky, sensuous voice.

“Oh, hell yeah,” I grunted and grabbed her, falling backwards onto the full-size bed and dragging my gorgeous blonde girlfriend with me.

We made out for a few minutes, Adrienne clawing at my clothes until I was topless and her shorts were a distant memory. I gripped her firm asscheeks, bare save for thong panties, and ground her crotch against the bulge in my shorts. But then Adrienne pulled her lips off mine and said perhaps the sexiest phrase any girl can ever say to a man: “I wanna suck your dick.”

“Be my guest,” I smiled, and then lay back as Adrienne kissed her way down my belly and began working off my shorts.

I hummed the moment my throbbing cockhead entered her mouth. I groaned when I felt it passing into her throat. And I grunted when Adrienne’s lips formed a powerful suction around the very base of my dick, her throat muscles massaging my entire length in the most exquisite ecstasy imaginable.

I’d stopped counting how many different girls had ever given me a blowjob. Some had been novices. Some had been pretty good. A select few were really, really special. But no one managed to turn my brain to mush just by sucking on my cock quite like Adrienne. She made love to my dick like it was the most precious thing in the universe. And she did it with a fervor that made me truly believe there was nothing else imaginable that she’d rather be doing.

A few minutes later, my sexy girlfriend gasped, “Gimme your cum.” At the moment, she had her big tits wrapped around my rod, surrounding my prick with warm titflesh while she humped her chest up and down and licked my mushroom head like a lollipop.

I just nodded and folded my arms behind my head, propping it up so that I could watch her angelic face while Adrienne once again sucked me deep into her mouth. She removed her tits and used both hands to jack along the exposed length of my seven-and-three-quarter-inch prick, coaxing my sperm out of me. And after another minute of fantastic blowjob, I grunted out my warning, “I’m gonna cum!”

With a delighted smile, my girlfriend popped me out, aimed my prick right at her gaping mouth, and stroked me furiously with her hands. She only had to wait another second before the entire organic cannon twitched and fired a glob of cum between her lips to splatter against her tongue. Her hazel eyes twinkled, shading towards that golden color I loved so much. And her lips curved into a smile.

Unfortunately (or fortunately), the new curve of her lips wasn’t quite as easy a target as a wide open ‘O’. My second shot hit her lower lip, part of my jizz string continuing into her mouth but the rest starting to run down her chin. At that point, Adrienne shoved me back into her mouth, her throat muscles obviously working as she gulped down the rest of my spending.

“Ymmmyyy...” she hummed as she swallowed, sounding more blissful than if she’d been the one to experience a spectacular orgasm. And then when she was done, Adrienne picked her head back up and grinned, reaching a finger out to scoop up the leaked jism from her chin and pop it into her mouth. “Mmm ... tasty...”

I chuckled and reached my hands out to her. My adoring girlfriend let me cup her face as she moved up and kissed me. Then she lay her nearly-naked body on top of mine, rubbing her panty-clad mound over my crotch.

Well ... it was panty-clad for a little while. I dug my hands into the side-straps and tugged it downward while Adrienne knelt to help me snake the last garment off her body, leaving my goddess fully nude on top of me. Then she planted her pussy back down on top of my half-hard erection, sliding her hips back and forth along the channel of her labia. Using just her own pussy, Adrienne stroked me back to hardness while I sat up and feasted on her magnificent tits, biting and sucking just the way she liked.

When I deemed myself ready, I took charge of this sexual encounter and toppled Adrienne off of me. Forcefully, but not harshly, I manhandled the Amazonian beauty onto all fours, jerking her limbs left and right and lifting her midsection until she was in the position I wanted. I stared, nearly drooling, at the sight of her perfect ass, with winking rosebud and dripping wet pussy beneath. I loved this part about Adrienne. Sure, she loved it when I went down on her, but she got that plenty from her girlfriends. She always got sopping wet going down on me, saying it was such a turn on to feel my thickness stretching her throat and watch the expressions crossing my face. And she was more than ready to feel my thickness stretching her cunt.

With a solid grip on her hips, I rammed forward and buried my cock into Adrienne’s snatch with a single lunge. She arched her spine, threw her blonde head back, and howled, “Aaaaaaghh!”

And then we FUCKED.

Most make a very physical distinction between fucking and making love. “Fucking” is for pleasure. It’s hard, it’s fast, it’s animalistic. People enjoy it because the physical sensations are much more intense. Your adrenaline gets pumping. And there’s a rush of power from hammering your bodies together.

“Making love” is more tender. It’s slower, softer, quieter. There’s time to look into each other’s eyes and talk. The orgasms are often less spectacular, but they somehow feel deeper.

But with Adrienne, “making love” means “fucking”. Only rarely did she want slow and tender. Far more often she just wanted me to flip her over and hammer away until we both exploded in ecstasy. Missionary, doggy, pussy, ass, throat, didn’t matter. As long as I was grabbing her and attacking her, she was happy. Even when she was on top we fucked fast and furious until she collapsed all sweaty and exhausted. The wild abandon, the lack of restraint, the complete and utter surrender to each other was what made it special for Adrienne. She WANTED me to just grab her and use her body for my pleasure. And my doing so made her happy.

I know it doesn’t seem to make sense. After all, Adrienne had been sexually abused as a child. And in all her sexual relationships before me, she was always in control. She HAD to be in control; she was terrified to cede it to anyone else.

But Adrienne trusted me. I was the first and only man she’d trusted since her childhood. It was because she trusted me that she wanted me to just fuck her. Knowing she could give ME — her greatest love — all the pleasure I wanted, made her happy. Knowing she could put herself at my mercy and that I would never push her beyond what she could handle gave her a peace of mind she couldn’t feel with anyone else. She surrendered herself completely, took the chance that I might harm her, and I never betrayed her trust.

Adrienne submitting herself to me was her way of showing me love. Me taking charge and pushing her to her limits, but no further, was mine. For us, fucking IS making love.

So when I reached my hands around and almost painfully pinched down on her nipples while cupping her massive tits, Adrienne tightened up and screamed in orgasm. When I added open-palmed spanks to her asscheeks to accompany the slapping noises of my hips hammering her from behind, she squealed with delight. The harder I fucked her, the happier she felt. And when I slammed forward so hard that her legs buckled and she collapsed face-down on the mattress, my dick spewing gob after gob of cock cream deep into her body, Adrienne sobbed tears of joy.

When it was over, my heavy weight crushed Adrienne into the mattress, our two bodies’ sweat staining into the sheets. Her knees were spread to the sides like a frog’s, giving me the room and the angle necessary to keep my dick imbedded up her cunt. My thick shaft stretched her vaginal walls and acted like a plug, keeping my spunk floating around inside her.

Adrienne’s head was turned to the side, her eyes closed with her mouth gaping wide as she panted for oxygen, not easy with me half-crushing her lungs. But I knew she didn’t want me to get off just yet. Indeed, a little smile tugged the corner of her lips and she sighed, “That was great, Tiger.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

“Mm ... always...” Then with her eyes still closed, she took a deep breath and reached a hand back to pat my cheek. “I love you, Ben.”

“I love you too, Adrienne.” I leaned down while she twisted her head around to me, letting our mouths come together for our trademark slow-burn kiss.

Eventually, she took a deep breath and then tapped my hand, her signal for me to get up. I did a slow push-up, feeling the way my sweaty chest tried to stay adhered to her naked back. And then I backed my cock out, which had started to go limp after two ejaculations.

Quickly, Adrienne rolled onto her back away from me, raising her legs and rolling her hips to keep my semen trapped inside her. I let my eyes linger on her upraised tits, so big and firm and yet sagging just perfectly to prove those hooters were all-natural. Then I let my eyes trail up to the impish smile on Adrienne’s face and asked, “Are you up to something?”

“Just wait a minute,” she giggled.

It was less than a minute before the bedroom door opened, both of us turning to look at who had entered. I was only mildly surprised to see gorgeous, radiant Dawn Evans closing the door behind her and then turning toward us with a smile.

“I knew you’d come,” Adrienne beamed. Then she spread her legs, planting her feet on top of the mattress. “Come get your Ben fix!”

Dawn glanced at me for a moment with a smile before quickly crossing the room and sinking to her knees. Without the slightest delay, Dawn rammed her tongue into Adrienne’s slit and began slurping away, tasting the mingled orgasmic cream of the both of us. And my beautiful best friend started moaning as if she were tasting the most heavenly chocolate dessert imaginable.

My eyes lit up as I watched Dawn’s beautiful face at work between Adrienne’s thighs. From my current position, I literally had a picture perfect view. If I framed the photo, the swell of Adrienne’s tits would border things to the left, her flat tummy as a base, and the elevation of her legs to the right. Centered in-between, relative above my girlfriend’s belly button, was Dawn’s nose and eyes as she sucked out my jism while staring back both at me and her Sapphic lover.

It had been a month since the three of us were together like this, but it felt just like yesterday. And getting into our old familiar flow, I slid off the bed to go begin disrobing Dawn and really take our threesome to the next level.

But Adrienne’s voice stopped me short. “No, Ben. Don’t.”

Halting in my tracks, I jerked my head around, confusion evident on my face.

“You can’t, remember?” Adrienne reminded me gently.

Ah, shit. Dawn had said we couldn’t have sex anymore after camp. She had a boyfriend now, and she’d promised him she wouldn’t. No sex. No intimate touches. Not even kissing. And besides, it would hurt her too much. It would hurt to be intimate with me and yet, not WITH me.

It had all made so much logical sense at camp. But here, NOW, it just seemed so unfair. I loved her. She loved me. We were both certainly hot for each other. Why the fuck NOT?

Because life isn’t perfect, and I’d made my choice. I’d chosen my girlfriend, Adrienne. Dawn and I couldn’t be intimate because of the choices I’d made. The fact was: I wanted them both. But Dawn couldn’t be a number two, and I’d promised Adrienne would be my number one. My relationship with my girlfriend was founded on that promise and that trust, and I couldn’t betray her. Maybe things would be easier for all of us if we could figure out a way to be a triple, but human beings don’t always fit together just how you might like it.

So Dawn and I couldn’t be together, no matter how much we might want it. Not right now at least. Not until we figured something out. And as I looked at her face, I saw the tears rolling down her eyes as she could quite literally taste me, but nothing more.

I started moving again, this time with more deliberate movements and with my eyes on Adrienne’s to let her know I knew what I was doing. I circled behind Dawn and knelt on the floor just inches away. She stopped eating out Adrienne when she felt my presence and went completely still, waiting to see what I would do next.

I simply leaned in and pressed my lips to the back of her neck, kissing her with a tenderness just as soft as my previous fucking with Adrienne had been hard. I felt Dawn shiver beneath me as I returned her most intimate of platonic gestures, but as she pulled her head back and turned around, I was already getting back up to my feet.

“Ben!” Dawn reached for me, her jaw covered in honey and spunk.

“It’s okay,” I gesturing with both hands for calm. And putting on my warmest smile, I nodded to Adrienne. “Go ahead and get reacquainted with each other. I’ll be outside.”

Dawn blinked several times, her blue eyes looking bigger and sadder than ever. Then she nodded in understanding.

“But Ben,” Adrienne sat up, a frown on her face. “Don’t you want to watch?”

I sighed, biting my lip. “I would. You know I would. But I can’t; it would just be too hard.” Then I grabbed a pair of shorts and left.

I was quite used to the soundproofing of my own home back in Orange County. Brandi and I, or Brooke and I, could fuck all we wanted and as long as we were relatively quiet, not a sound could be heard outside.

This Berkeley house was NOT like that at all. Every moan, whimper, and passionate groan filtered out of my bedroom and through what seemed to be a hollow door. It wasn’t like I was in the room with them; but the sounds would be obvious to anyone who tried to listen.

For a few minutes, I stood just outside, listening to Adrienne and Dawn shower each other with pleasure. And then, unable to stand it any longer, I headed up the stairs to find something to distract me.

Distraction came in the form of big sister Brandi. Her bedroom door was open and she was sitting in bed, staring out the window with a magazine in her lap. I knocked on the open door and said, “Hey.”

She whipped her head around to me, obviously snapping out of some daze. “Ben! Oh, hey!”

“You okay?” I arched an eyebrow in concern as I walked in. “Seemed kinda distracted.”

My older sister blushed, pulling her hand back. I had circled to the side of the bed just in time to see that she was pulling her hand out of her panties, obvious moisture coating her fingers. “Your fault,” she grunted.

“Mine?”

“Listen.” Brandi cocked her head and went silent. I did the same and now that I was listening for it, I found that I could hear Adrienne and Dawn grunting and moaning beneath us. It was much more muffled and the voices were indistinct; but clearly they were the sounds of sex. And I realized that my sister’s bedroom was directly above mine.

“You and Adrienne were much louder, Ben,” Brandi continued. “It made me wish I was down there.”

Now it was my turn to blush. But Brandi just smiled and patted the mattress beside her. “Sit. And tell me why the hell you’re not with the two of them right now.”

I sighed and Brandi automatically crooked her arm out to me while leaning back against the headboard. I was much bigger than her, but she let me pillow my head on her shoulder as I leaned back into my sister’s embrace. And then I told her about the decisions Dawn and I had made about each other at camp.

I talked about how Dawn and Adrienne initially didn’t get along, but how they’d mutually put aside their differences to keep from hurting me. Adrienne initially had feared Dawn would try to steal me, but Dawn promised that she wouldn’t. Even when they came to a mutual agreement to share me for the duration of camp, both girls knew Dawn was still madly in love with me. And when camp ended, Dawn had make the ultimate decision that she couldn’t sleep with me. We would have to be “just friends”; otherwise the sex might ruin everything.

My big sis just let me ramble on, pouring out my frustrations. And in the end I found myself feeling much more relaxed for the venting. I finished by saying, “So I left the two of them down there, naked and writhing in ecstatic agony while I stood outside, hard as a fucking steel pole and unable to do anything about it.”

“You’re still hard as a pole, Ben,” Brandi breathed quietly, obviously aroused.

I chuckled. “Yeah. I’m imagining what they’re doing right now.” Indeed, fully twenty minutes after I’d left, Dawn and Adrienne were still going down below with the sounds wafting up to us through the floorboards.

Brandi ran her hand over the bulge in my shorts, feeling my length before she leaned in and put her lips to my ear. “Ben, are you wearing underwear?” she asked huskily.

“Uh, no,” I turned my head to see my sister looking at me with obvious lust in her eyes. I felt my cock get even harder at that sight. “I, uh, just wanted to get out of the room.”

Brandi grinned, her eyes lighting up. “Goody.” Quickly, her fingers pried open the button of my shorts and she proceeded to drag down the zipper.

“Uh, Brandi?” I wondered for just a brief moment. “We’re not in SoCal anymore. What about your boyfriend?”

My sister’s head was already descending down to my upright prick, which was throbbing and twitching toward her mouth like a flower turning toward the sun. “You’re my brother,” she said to my cock. “You don’t count.” And then she promptly inhaled me to the root.

“I leave this house for ten fucking minutes and you guys have a fucking ORGY! I can’t believe it!” Dayna grumped as she finished putting the last of the groceries into the refrigerator.

“It was more than ten minutes,” I said defensively.

“It wasn’t an orgy,” Adrienne stammered.

“What did you think we were going to do once we had a free moment?” Dawn grinned.

Brandi laughed. “You’re just pissed off we didn’t wait for you.”

“Damn fucking straight I am!” Dayna growled. “Did you at least save some cum?” She looked pointedly at Brandi’s crotch.

My sister giggled. “No. I made him pull out and jizz in my mouth.”

“You don’t even LIKE the taste of cum,” Dayna rolled her eyes. “You always make Matt either spurt in you or on you.”

Brandi giggled. “But it’s just so naughty when I taste Ben’s cum.”

“Arrgh!” Dayna threw her hands up in frustration.

“It’s okay,” Adrienne interrupted with a smile. “You can fuck him next.”

Dayna came to a dead stop, furrowing her eyebrows and pulling her head back. She arched an eyebrow at Adrienne. “Seriously?”

My girlfriend had a glass of ice water in her hands and she finished her sip before casually shrugging and replying, “Yeah, sure.”

Dayna looked goggle-eyed at Adrienne, then at me, and then back at Adrienne. “You’re just going to sit back and let me fuck your boyfriend? With Dawn, I get that the three of you got busy during camp. Brandi’s his sister. But you don’t even know me, and he IS yours.”

Adrienne shrugged. “It’s not like you haven’t fucked before. You’re Dawn’s and DJ’s big sister, which is a good enough reference for me. And if we’re going to be living together for the next year or two, I think it’s in my best interest to show you some goodwill.”

“Goodwill?” Dayna cracked up, winking at Brandi before looking straight again. “You’re gonna be a fun roommate, Adrienne.”

Adrienne smiled and let her eyes rove up and down Dayna’s body, lingering on the big tits and lush ass. “And besides...” Adrienne’s smile turned predatory. “I’ve got a rule: The gateway to Ben’s dick is through my pussy. You don’t get him without going through me.”

“Well then...” Now Dayna’s grin was just as salacious as Adrienne’s. She glanced at the clock and said, “We don’t have time before heading back to our house for the big family dinner. But you,” Dayna leered while pointing straight at my girlfriend. “Don’t plan on going to sleep early tonight.”

“Welcome to the family, Adrienne.” Deanna Evans bear-hugged the taller girl. “It’s so nice to finally have you here.”

“Thanks,” Adrienne managed to say graciously without being obvious about gasping for oxygen. “It feels great to be welcomed as part of the family.”

Dayna’s, Dawn’s, and DJ’s mother grinned. “Like Ben needs another pretty girl around him.”

“Oh, I don’t know about that.” Adrienne blushed and looked down.

“Tsk, Tsk. Don’t feign modesty. I know how you managed to turn Ben’s head away from my Dawn. You’re breathtakingly beautiful, dear.”

Adrienne blushed again. Dawn whined from behind us, “Mooom.”

But then Adrienne furrowed her eyebrows and looked a little nervous. “I DO feel a little guilt about that, Mrs. Evans. I wasn’t trying to turn Ben’s head away from anyone.”

“Pssh, pssh,” Deanna waved her off. “I was just joking, dear.”

I wondered how much she was joking. Deanna Evans had never been subtle about wanting Dawn and me to get married and give her grandkids down the road. It wasn’t like she pressured us or anything. She just took it as a given.

“If you were just another girl, I might have tried to scare you into running away back at camp.” Deanna grinned, all predatory teeth. “But you’re a part of Ben’s family now, which makes you a part of my family. And as long as everything is in the family, I couldn’t be happier.”

Adrienne smiled and seemed to relax. And with a more normal smile, Mrs. Evans waved everyone into the house. “Just consider this your new home away from home.”

The rest of my family was staying with the Evanses that night. My parents were planning to take the younger kids to the Monterey Bay Aquarium tomorrow on the way back to SoCal. I was a little jealous. It was a place we hadn’t been since leaving the Bay Area the first time eight years ago. Brooke, still in full-on marine biologist mode, seemed more eager than if I’d promised her a threesome with Kenta. And the twins were almost as excited.

I was excited that night too, but for very different reasons. Dayna had practically spent the entire time at her house with her hand on my thigh. And since we were in the backyard where the younger ones couldn’t hear us, she hadn’t been very subtle with her sexual innuendoes.

Comments like “You know, Ben, I didn’t get to feel you up my ass the last time you visited” made her intentions rather clear.

“Don’t you have a boyfriend?” I’d asked.

“Three, if you wanna call ‘em ‘boyfriends’.” Dayna had shrugged. “Beck and calls, really; romance isn’t my thing. Well, two now, actually. One of ‘em couldn’t hack sharing me after a few months. Feel like taking his place?”

Alarmed, I’d darted my eyes over to Adrienne, who just giggled and smiled at me.

The only downer was that Dawn had left us shortly after finishing her dinner. My beautiful best friend had hugged first Adrienne and then me with some melancholy. But she put on a brave face and said she was heading out to visit Ryan. School started on Monday and this was her last Saturday night date for the summer. I wondered if her parents assumed she would be sleeping at the Berkeley house tonight; and I wondered if she would actually spend the night with him.

‘Not my business, ‘ I told myself. And besides, for some reason the idea of Dawn being out of the house made me relax. Knowing how thin the walls were in the house, I could only imagine what would be going through Dawn’s mind while I was banging her big sister. I knew I’d had to find a distraction listening to my lifelong best friend having sex when I couldn’t join in. Perhaps it was best that Dawn was off doing her own thing.

So when Adrienne took my hand and pulled me to a standing position, a lustful gleam in her eye, I was more than ready to distract myself from thinking about what Dawn would be up to tonight.

Adrienne looped her arm through mine, and then Dayna slid up beside me, taking my other arm. “You ready ... big boy?” The 20-year-old bombshell grinned at me.

I glanced at Adrienne before returning my gaze to Dayna with a smirk. “You sure you can handle the two of us?”

Dayna showed me even more teeth. “It’ll be fun finding out, won’t it? Besides, I’ve got some help of my own.”

Brandi was suddenly behind me, hooking her chin over my shoulder and giggling. “NOW we’re gonna have an orgy.”

I was really excited.

Sometimes I wondered how it was possible that my girlfriend could show such a complete lack of jealousy over the number of women I slept with. I mean, how many women have you met that would let their husband or boyfriend sleep around like I had the past couple of years? Yeah, we can talk about how sex is just sex and it’s not love and all that; but the fact is that sex changes people. I’d developed stronger feelings for the girls I’d slept with, ranging from casual but semi-regular friends like Heather Wilkinson to one-and-done girls like Theresa Chen. It’s just a part of human nature. And it’s also human nature to get jealous over someone else using what you perceive to be... “yours”.

But Adrienne was never jealous. Hell, she initiated most of the encounters. But it was nights like tonight when I realized that in actuality, Adrienne was using ME to get HER more partners.

She’d said it herself: The gateway to my dick was through her pussy. And because of me and my reputation in High School, it was Adrienne getting a helluva lot more pussy. Looking back, Adrienne got to have sex with Allie Sanders, Stephanie Vo, and Helene McGregory because those formerly straight girls just HAD to have me fucking them. She got Felicia Clarkson through me, too. Hell, Lynne Arian might never have experimented with girls if it weren’t for me nearly fucking her brains out. And Adrienne would never have ended up screwing Brooke or Dawn or DJ without the connection to me.

And now I watched Adrienne shoving her tongue down Dayna Evans’ throat in part because the older blonde wanted me to fuck her. Now maybe Adrienne would have eventually seduced Dayna on her own; both girls were certainly interested in each other from the moment they met. But it might have taken some time and some dancing around each other for a while. This way, the very night they met, Adrienne could just point at her naked crotch and sure enough, Dayna worked her way down and started tonguing away.

Adrienne wasn’t letting ME screw all these different girls. She was letting US screw all these different girls.

So yeah, I had the greatest girlfriend EVER.

By the way, I also had a damn fine sister. “Mmmph...” Brandi groaned around a mouthful of cock, bobbing her head slowly up and down in my lap. I was sitting in an armchair Dayna had in her bedroom, my sister kneeling naked before me with her right hand wrapped around the base of my shaft while her mouth worked on the upper half. I reached down to play with one of her nice B-cup tits, rubbing my thumb over the erect little nipple while she rolled her eyes up to meet my gaze.

“So good, sis,” I groaned and pinched the nipple.

She shivered and pulled her mouth off my cock, stroking me in her hand. “I don’t know why I get so... hot ... sucking your dick, Ben,” she panted. “Nngh...” she groaned as she took me back into her mouth and lavished my sensitive skin with her tongue before pulling away again. “You know, sometimes when I’m sucking my boyfriend’s dick I’m fantasizing that he’s you. Almost the only times I’ll ever swallow for him.”

I sagged back into the armchair and raised my hand to brush Brandi’s bangs back from her face, entranced by my sister’s pretty face and her lips stretched around my rod. “Keep that up and you’re gonna have to swallow me.”

“Mmm, promise?” Brandi moaned.

I chuckled and patted her head before returning my gaze to the bed in front of me. Adrienne and Dayna were also fully naked, my girlfriend sitting up with her hands planted behind her for support. The position thrust her massive tits forward and upwards, hard nipples extending even further and slightly to the sides. And her entire chest rose and fell dramatically with each full breath.

Adrienne’s legs were spread to the sides with her knees up and her feet planted on the mattress. Between her thighs, all I could see of Dayna’s head was a wild mane of sunny blonde hair, wriggling furiously. But presently, Adrienne squealed out a climax and then reached down, drawing the busty babe to her face so that she could lick her own orgasmic nectar off of Dayna’s lips. And then falling backward, Adrienne tugged her new blonde lover down with her so that their tits were pressed together and their tongues went to work attacking each other.

I blinked a few times after realizing I’d been entranced by the two hot blondes pleasuring each other. I then glanced down to see that Brandi was rather leisurely sucking my cock, playing with it contentedly rather than trying to get me off. “You want to swallow my cum again?” I asked.

Brandi sealed her lips just below my crown and nodded, humming, “Mm-hmm...”

I was breathing hard as visions danced in my head. “You’ve never been with Adrienne, have you?”

Brandi’s eyes flared. The two had become casual friends when Adrienne started visiting my family a year ago, but the two had never spent significant time together. They had never been intimate, but from the look in my sister’s eyes, my girlfriend certainly was a lustful curiosity. The look was all I needed.

I stroked Brandi’s cheek and intoned, “I want to see you suck my cum out of her. Okay?”

Brandi gasped and nodded, pulling off my dick. The erect column of throbbing meat pulsed with every beat of my heart, glistening in the bedroom lights. My dick was locked and loaded.

So I stood up, ready to go, but my eyes zeroed in on Dayna’s wriggling ass. She was preoccupied with eating out Adrienne, but her pretty pussy was on full display and I found the sight too tempting to resist. “Sit tight for a minute, Brandi,” I told my sister. “I have to go fuck your girlfriend’s brains out first.” Only then did I approach the bed.

There was no way Dayna could know I was approaching with me silently moving behind her. But Adrienne could see and when I held a finger to my lips, my girlfriend grinned and worked a little harder to distract the busty blonde. Stroking my cock a few times, I cautiously moved into position, my focus on Dayna’s gyrating ass.

Just before I grabbed the eldest Evans sister, Adrienne pulled Dayna’s face away from her crotch and husked, “You’ve paid your dues. Now it’s time for your reward.”

Dayna stopped moving and raised her eyebrows, not yet understanding Adrienne’s cryptic statement. And she was caught completely by surprise when I centered my cockhead into the folds of her labia, yanked back on her hips, and savagely thrust forward to spear her to the root on the very first lunge.

“AAAAAAACK!” Dayna shrieked at the sudden full sensation. But almost immediately she was hanging her head down between her shoulders and mumbling incoherently while I started pounding her pussy from behind. “Oh, FUCK, Ben! You fucking bastard!” Dayna whimpered in a high-pitched voice, absent of any real heat.

I took a brief moment to admire the view. Although at a near-identical 5’9” height as her two teenaged sisters, Dayna had all the fully-developed curves of a grown woman. Packed around the same slender frame, her hips were a little wider, her ass a little fuller, and her whole body just had a more defined curvature. Though too busty to ever be a runway model, Dayna certainly could sell some lingerie if she wanted to. But right now, this model-worthy babe was skewered on my cock and she looked so fucking gorgeous with her asscheeks spread wide around my invading rod. I ran my hands up and down her spine, stroking her creamy, pale skin. I settled my hands down to grip her hips. And then I fucked her brains out.

Adrienne and I had perfected our double-teaming technique over the past month. While I supplied the rhythm with hammer-force strokes, jerking Dayna’s body around and manhandling her body like my dick was a joystick, Adrienne licked and sucked and gripped the blonde bombshell from below.

“Oh, fuck!” Dayna whimpered amidst our assault. “What the fuck are you guys DOING to me?”

We didn’t bother to answer. I just drilled her cunt a little harder. Meanwhile, my girlfriend kissed and nibbled at the older girl’s throat. A little later, Adrienne slid lower and suckled at Dayna’s swaying boobs. And just as the eldest Evans daughter reached the summit of orgasm, Adrienne dropped her hands to Dayna’s clit to push the poor girl over the edge.

“Fuuuuuuuuck!” Dayna screamed as her entire body spasmed. Her eyes rolled up into her head and after a few more violent twitches, I felt her spine go slack.

But I was just a few more strokes away from coming, having held myself back to fulfill a promise to Brandi. And once Dayna started collapsing, I physically yanked her body to the side and rolled her over away from me on the bed where the busty blonde curled up into a fetal position, whimpering and babbling incoherently.

Adrienne was more than ready for me. Long ago, she surrendered herself to me. She often reminded me, “This body is yours to take whenever you want.” It wasn’t often I needed to do just that, but this was one of them. And once I spread Adrienne’s knees to the side, she simply opened her arms and accepted me on top of her while I slammed my cock into her cunt and rutted for less than a minute before grunting and blasting out my heavy load.

“Oh, gack. Hrrrk!” I grunted while switching from the intense internal clenching of holding my ejaculation back to the blissful relief of letting it go. My body was rigidly still as I held myself at maximum depth within Adrienne’s tunnel, nutting every ounce of jizz I had inside me.

There was a lot of cum. Brandi’s blowjob and watching the two blondes dyke it out had told my balls to manufacture sperm for some time now. By the time I rutted into Dayna and then Adrienne, my sack was bulging to the point of overflowing. And now I practically overflowed my girlfriend’s pussy. Over and over again, I grunted and fired, bellowing, “Ungh! Ohhh! Ungh!” while my cock reloaded and fired again.

In the end, I turned and flopped onto my back, gasping for oxygen while Adrienne lay limply on the bed, breathing hard and recovering from her own exertions. My girlfriend idly reached her hands down to start stirring the hot spunk I’d deposited inside her, but just as her fingers reached her nether gateway, she found she wasn’t the first one there.

Adrienne’s moan was my first indication that Brandi had rejoined the party. I picked my head up and looked over to see the dark brunette head now wriggling where Dayna’s head had been perhaps fifteen minutes before. And the room was filled with the sounds of my sister slurping my jizz out of my girlfriend’s cunt.

So wrong ... and yet so right.

It felt like just seconds ago that I was in this position. Dayna was bent over doggy-style, her arms folded on top of the mattress with her head resting on them, her face turned to the side. She was exhausted, still a little wiped out from the mind racing effects of her previous orgasm when Adrienne and I had very nearly fucked her brains out. But she just HAD to feel this. The girl really was an anal freak.

“Ohhh ... fuck my ass, Ben...” Dayna crooned while I nudged against her sphincter. And as I pressed my hips forward, the mushroom head popped, once again, into my very first asshole.

Obviously, I’d had anal sex before. But with fond nostalgia, I remembered that Dayna’s was indeed the first asshole I’d ever nailed, at summer camp two years ago. So much had changed in two years, and I now moved with supreme confidence as I slid down her lubricated chute and burrowed my thick prick until I was balls deep up her 20-year-old ass.

“Fuck!” Dayna gasped when she felt me hit rock bottom. “Feels like a fucking baseball bat inside me!”

“So good,” I groaned.

“Come on, Ben,” Dayna husked. “Fuck my ass. Ream out my tight ass and spurt all your hot cum into my bowels. Fuck my ass, Ben.”

I groaned again, and an answering groan met me from just next to the bed. “Nnnghhh...” Adrienne’s voice drew my attention to the side. I looked over to see my girlfriend flat on her back, her mouth locked onto Brandi’s as the two beautiful girls shared an open-mouthed kiss. Dribbles of my cum still dotted their chins and cheeks from their previous, sloppy snowballing. And Adrienne’s legs were scissored behind my sister’s ass while Brandi nudged the strap-on dildo a little deeper into her cunt.

“Now I can say I’ve been fucked by all three of you,” Adrienne groaned.

“We’ll have to get Eden and Emma in on the action so you can say all five of us siblings nailed the gorgeous Adrienne,” Brandi replied with a naughty smile.

I shook my head wryly. I still remembered Brandi’s initial qualms with sibling incest, questioning whether or not we should be fucking each other. Even when she’d accepted her own fallen nature, she’d pleaded with Brooke not to become intimate with me as well. But over time, my older sister had come to accept this physical expression of our love. She now welcomed it, and when she’d initially found out I’d started fucking Brooke last year, Brandi had simply smiled and said, “Good for her.” And now she was cracking jokes about bringing Eden and Emma along. Things certainly had changed.

“Ohhh...” Adrienne groaned again, and my sister started stroking in and out of her.

“Take it ... Feel my dick inside you,” Brandi husked.

“Oh, fuck me ... Why the hell do I even need a man?” Adrienne mused. “Everything I want is right here. Soft lips. Supple breasts. A tasty pussy AND a thick cock. I should use these fucking toys more often.”

Brandi giggled and I just smiled. Despite Adrienne’s musings, I wasn’t worried about her leaving me. In the meantime, I was busy cornholing Dayna. Her ass was so hot, maybe the hottest I’d ever been in. And no matter how many times she’d been sodomized in her young life, it was still tight and exquisitely pleasurable. For a moment, it felt like déjà vu as I was transported back in time to that first buttfucking in our summer camp clearing.

“Fuck me, Ben,” the busty blonde groaned. “I’m gonna cum ... I’m gonna cum with your dick in my ass! Fuck me... Fuck my ass ... Yes! Yes! YES!!!”

Dayna’s body locked up and her ass clamped down while her orgasm swept through her. She squeezed me even tighter so that my slow but steady pumping was brought to a halt, my cock trapped inside her vise-like grip. And the rest of her torso began shaking as the climax took over.

“YES!!!” Dayna shrieked again, and her body bucked just once, quite violently. And then her legs gave out and she collapsed straight down onto the mattress. I fell down with her, and the moment my heavy weight hit her back and my dick was driven an extra half-inch into her rectum, her ass muscles unclenched and I was suddenly spewing my load up Dayna’s asshole.

“Urrrgh!” I grunted as I felt myself geysering forth a huge load into Dayna’s bowels. She was flat on her face, her body being compressed downwards by my weight while I was flat on top of her with my dick fully imbedded up her backside.

Next to us, Adrienne was screaming her pretty little head off as Brandi’s fake cock drove her to orgasm. Her voice eventually trailed off as the climax passed and Brandi put her head down to rest. My abs tensed a few more times as I spat out my last few globs of semen into Dayna’s butt, and then there was nothing left but the quiet sounds of all four of us panting for breath.

Then Dayna chuckled, her breathing labored under my crushing weight. “Fuck, that was amazing, Ben,” she managed to croak. “I’m going to LOVE having you guys living here this year!”

We took a break after that particular round and paused to clean ourselves up. The upstairs bathroom had a glass sliding door and after a quick discussion, the girls parked me on the toilet seat and forced me to watch while the three of them jumped into the cramped shower together, soaping up each other’s bodies, rubbing each other’s tits and pussies, and giggling the whole while. I got hard again just watching.

Then Adrienne and Dayna stepped out, toweling off and grabbing onto each other while they skipped back into the bedroom to continue their lovemaking. That left Brandi still in the shower crooking her finger for me to join her. I grinned, thinking of how our late night showers had first led us into each other’s bed way back when.

As I stepped beneath the hot spray and felt my sister begin soaping me up, I thought in amazement at how well things were going so far. Adrienne had been casual friends with Brandi for a short time, so it made sense that they would get along initially. But “getting along” and getting mixed up in an orgy together are two very different things. And yet both girls had jumped in without hesitation.

Then there was the way Adrienne and Dayna were seriously into each other. I supposed it made sense. The two girls had similar outgoing personalities to go along with their blonde hair and tall, stacked bodies. But I still hadn’t expected them to hit it off so quickly. It really seemed like the four of us would be fantastic roommates together.

This only left one more roommate: Dawn.

I was distracted from my thoughts of Dawn when Brandi knelt in the tub and started blowing me. And I was further distracted when my sister dried me off, pulled me into HER bedroom in the other direction, and proceeded to climb aboard my upright prick. We’d gotten our urgent missed-you-for-months fucking out of the way that afternoon while Adrienne was downstairs with Dawn. So now Brandi was just able to ride me comfortably and easily until she squeaked her way to two climaxes and I filled my sister with incestuous brother-spunk.

But afterwards, while Brandi laid her head on my chest and listened to my heartbeat, I sighed forlornly and softly asked, “What do you think Dawn is up to right now?”

Softly, my sister replied, “Probably the same thing she’s been up to since Thanksgiving. She’s with Ryan now. Don’t worry about it, Ben.”

I exhaled slowly. “I can’t help but worry. This wasn’t the way things were supposed to be. She and I were supposed to be together.”

“Is that what you really want?” Brandi asked me softly. “If so, tell me now so I don’t get too attached to Adrienne. She’s a really sweet girl once you get to know her and it would really suck ... for me ... if I lost her friendship down the road because you couldn’t keep your commitment to her.”

“Brandiii...” I groaned. She was messing with me, pretending that the issue was selfishly about her. But she’d made her point. I’d chosen this path, and I had no one to blame by myself.

Brandi turned and brushed my hair back from my forehead, looking almost motherly into my eyes. “Look, obviously you haven’t come to terms with the way things are going to be, Ben. You’ve got to sit down with her and talk things out. Communication, communication, communication. Yeah, you said you two came to some sort of agreement not to have sex with each other while you’re with Adrienne and she’s with Ryan. But that’s not the whole relationship and you’re going to have to decide on some sort of balance with her now that you’re actually here.”

I sighed. “I know.”

“And don’t waffle around, Ben,” Brandi stroked my forehead. “This house is too small for you and Dawn to have any sort of rift. Everyone’s happy now; but we’re just moving in and no one wants to live in a place full of angst and tension. Nip this in the bud. Talk to her.”

“I will, I will.”

“Good.”

I would talk to Dawn. We’d figure this out. Hell, if she were here right now I’d go downstairs and get everything worked out immediately.

But she wasn’t here. She was ... out ... with Ryan. I didn’t even know if she was coming home tonight.

“Relax, little brother. I didn’t mean right this second,” Brandi drawled before giggling.

I sighed and patted her back. Then I got up to head back down to my bedroom and get ready to sleep.

Thirty minutes later, Adrienne and I were cuddled up together in our new bed, Adrienne in one of my oversized T-shirts and me just in my boxers. I was spooned behind her, smelling the sweetness of her hair along with the muskiness of her sexual play with Dayna.

But I couldn’t sleep.

Where was Dawn? Was she coming home? When could I talk to her?

I wanted to toss and turn in frustration, but I couldn’t wake Adrienne. It was torture trying not to move, and I went over and over in my head all the things I wanted to say to Dawn. If only she were here. If only I knew where she was.

And then, just before 1am, those paper-thin walls came in handy. I heard Dawn pad in, the wood floors flexing audibly despite her efforts to be quiet. She went into her bedroom and closed the door behind her.

She was here. Dawn was home. And only now able to relax and feel some peace, I closed my eyes and let unconsciousness take me away.

Dawn, Dayna, and Brandi were already having breakfast when Adrienne and I walked in. My girlfriend and I would have been out earlier, but Adrienne decided to get some early protein by rolling me over and blowing me until I nutted a quart of jizz down her throat. Knowing how thin the walls were, I tried to keep quiet. But from the raised eyebrows both Dayna and Brandi were giving me, it was clear my groaning had still been heard.

Dawn, on the other hand, just smiled sweetly as she turned away from the stove and pointed. “Pancakes?”

Adrienne clapped her hands together cutely. “Yum!”

“Got any eggs, too?” I asked a little groggily. The incredible blowjob had both woken me up and left me rather dazed.

“Uh, no. We had some sunny-side up but already finished them.” Dawn frowned. “I’ll make some more. Poached, right?”

“Oh, you should eat, Dawn. I can make them,” Adrienne glided forward.

“No, really. It’s no big deal. I’m already cooking.” Dawn shrugged.

“Really. I should be the one to do this,” Adrienne said with just a bit of an edge in her voice. Dawn looked up at her, their eyes meeting and something being communicated between them. It was almost as if Adrienne was telling Dawn, ‘Hey, I’m his girlfriend.’

Dawn then glanced at me for a brief second before nodding. “Right.” She gestured towards the stove. “I, uh, I’m sure you can figure everything out.” She nodded almost nervously again before backing away, picking up her own plate and moving to the dining table where Dayna and Brandi were almost done with their meals.

Adrienne then came and pecked me on the cheek. “Sit down, Tiger. I’ll be done in a minute.” My girlfriend then went into domestic mode, hopping around and checking cabinets to figure out where everything was while she simultaneously babysat the developing pancakes and pulled out some fresh eggs. She’d been feeding herself for years, and Adrienne certainly knew her way around a kitchen.

I poured myself some orange juice and went to join the girls. We started talking about what to do for the day while our families headed to the aquarium. Dayna and Brandi thought it would be a good idea for us all to take a tour of the school and get the inside scoop on where to go, where to eat, etc. While Dawn and I had been to the campus before, Adrienne had not. And besides, Dawn and I could use the refresher.

But I was still thinking about Brandi’s encouragement to sit down and talk to Dawn. Our relationship had always been founded on comfortable familiarity and open honesty. Now that we were here, we needed to really hash out nature of our relationship. And I’d seen enough movies to know that to delay that conversation would only give opportunity for misunderstandings to occur. Hell, look what happened the last time I delayed talking to Dawn about temptations and wanting an open relationship: she got raped, I was nearly seduced, and in the end we’d broken up.

Besides, it was about time I stopped letting stuff just happen TO me. I had to take charge of my life.

So right after Adrienne sat down with our food, I reached out and grabbed my girlfriend’s hand and said, “You know, why don’t you go with Dayna and Brandi to tour the campus? I think Dawn and I need to hang back and talk.”

Dawn’s eyebrows went up. Dayna and Brandi looked at each other. And Adrienne looked confused. I rather liked their expressions. It was a bit of a power rush that for once, the girls around me weren’t totally in control of the situation.

But Adrienne seemed just a mite upset. She was in a new city full of strange people. And while she was now familiar with Dawn, Dayna, and Brandi, she still barely knew them and my girlfriend didn’t appear to like the idea of being separated from me. Heck, she wouldn’t even be with Dawn, a girl she’d at least come to know and become friends with for a few weeks at camp. “Ben, do you have to?”

I sighed. “This isn’t summer camp anymore, Adrienne. We all knew our relationships would be different, and Dawn and I really need to figure this out before things get any more complicated.” I nodded to Brandi in acknowledgement of her advice. My sister just nodded back in agreement with my suggestion.

“Besides,” I continued. “Dawn and I have been here before. And we’ll pick up what we really need to know when Welcome Week starts tomorrow.”

Adrienne frowned but looked back and forth between me and Dawn. Then with a little pout, she nodded.

“C’mon, A.D.,” Dayna giggled. “We’ll have much more fun teasing all the guys on campus without your boyfriend around.”

Adrienne managed a laugh. I merely arched my eyebrow at Dayna’s rather quick pickup of Adrienne’s nickname. And then Adrienne nodded. “Okay. We’ll meet up for lunch? I’ve been dying to try out this Blondie’s pizza place you kept raving about.”

I glanced at Dawn and got a nod before turning back to my girlfriend. “Got it. Have fun.”

Adrienne grinned. And only then did the knot of tension in the back of my neck start to loosen up.

Good freaking lord Dawn was gorgeous. She sat facing me on the couch, one arm propped over the backrest with the hand both brushing her sunny blonde hair back and supporting her head. She looked at me with crystal clear blue eyes, open in curiosity at what I wanted to say. Even now, I would have to say that Dawn empirically had the prettiest face I’d ever seen in my life, Adrienne included. They were both beautiful, just slightly different. But while Adrienne had the sexier, more alluring kind of beauty, Dawn’s was purer and more angelic.

There was a little smile on Dawn’s lips as she watched me trying to organize my thoughts. Unfortunately, I kept getting distracted by the desire to just seize her head and shove my tongue down her throat. She patiently waited me out, that little smile teasing as if she knew exactly what was going through my mind. But she said nothing while I tried to figure out how to say, ‘We need to figure out how to be friends.’

But in the end, another subject that was bothering me came to the fore and I ended up asking, “How was your date with Ryan last night?”

Dawn blinked a few times, surprised by my question. In the past year, I’d barely ever brought up Ryan because I didn’t want to really think about him being with “my” Dawn. But now I had brought him up and Dawn sat up straighter. “Uh, it was fine. He’s just as nervous as me, starting at a new school. But I think it’s going to be harder for him as a Junior transfer. Most freshman are open to meeting new people the first few weeks, but most Juniors will already have their cliques established by then.”

I nodded. “He still has his friends around though, right?”

Dawn sighed. “Stephen’s still around, I guess. But he’s getting a job at his uncle’s company. And to be honest, Ryan and Stephen have been drifting apart a bit. Things got awkward when Tricia caught Stephen cheating on her with some High School sophomore and they broke up. We all took Tricia’s side, including me and Ryan. Stephen didn’t take that so well.”

“I’m sorry. How’s Tricia doing now?”

Dawn shrugged. “She’s going to UC Davis. I’m going to miss her. But Gwen and Robin are both coming to Berkeley.”

I nodded, and then a sly grin came across Dawn’s face. “Gwen’s been asking about you ... She still can’t believe you fucked her unconscious that one day. Says nothing has ever topped it since.”

I blushed and Dawn giggled. The memory of Dawn’s slightly skanky friend reminded me that it was the same weekend Dawn and I “broke up”. She’d had sex with Ryan right in front of me, needing me to be in the room when she did it. And I still felt a tightness in my throat just thinking about it.

I glanced down and furrowed my eyebrows. “You know, I wasn’t expecting you to come back to the house last night. I’d have assumed you were spending the night with Ryan.”

Dawn looked away from me, turning her face into her palm before turning it back and sagging against the backrest a little deeper. “Yeah ... uh. I was originally planning on it, but when it came right down to it, I just couldn’t.”

“Why not?” I frowned, thinking that she was talking about spending the night.

“Because I didn’t want to sleep with him last night. It would have just felt ... weird.”

I bit my lip. She’d said “sleep” but my intuition told me she meant “have sex”. I may have not known she liked country music but I could still read Dawn’s emotions. “You didn’t want to have sex with him?”

Dawn shook her head. “I couldn’t. He wasn’t exactly happy when I told him I wasn’t in the mood and wanted to go home. But he’s a good boyfriend. He’d never push me.”

I furrowed my eyebrows. “Why didn’t you?”

Dawn sighed, moisture forming in her eyes. “Because ... I knew you were here.”

“Dawn...”

“I just couldn’t. Not while you’re in the same zip code, Ben.”

“You’ve done it before.”

“No I haven’t,” she furrowed her eyebrows and barked almost defensively.

I arched an eyebrow with a smile, “The Stanford game ... We were just talking about me and Gwen.”

Dawn blushed, now remembering it. Hell, she’d gotten me and Ryan to double-penetrate her. “Well, except for that. This is different.”

I took a deep breath. “You’re not cheating on me just because I’m within the 100-mile zone, Dawn. He’s your boyfriend.”

“YOU should be my boyfriend,” Dawn whimpered, turning her eyes on me. “That’s the way things were supposed to be.”

“So what do you want?” I sighed. “You break up with Ryan and I break up with Adrienne and we fall in love and get married and pop out a few kids?”

She exhaled, her eyes shimmering. Then she turned and pushed her forehead into her palm again. “Doesn’t matter. You’re not going to break up with Adrienne.”

It wouldn’t do to lead Dawn on. “No, I’m not,” I said firmly. And then as I looked into her eyes, I saw a trace of hesitation on her part as well. And with sudden realization, I breathed, “And you don’t want to break up with Ryan, either.”

Dawn’s lower lip quivered and she quailed again, pushing her eyes into the heels of both her hands. She was obviously torn. In spite of all the love proclamations she’d given me just a month ago, and even right now, Dawn HAD developed feelings for Ryan. It had been easy not to think of him while we were at camp, and think only of her love for me. But now, having spent the last month with HIM and not me, it was harder to ignore her feelings. I couldn’t blame her; it was the exact same thing I was going through.

So now Dawn was caught right where I was, between two people she cared a great deal about. It would be easy for me to think badly of her. After all, I didn’t know Ryan well at all and I could feel righteously angry at her for even thinking of having feelings for another man when she claimed she loved me. But the fact was: I hadn’t been there for the past year. I didn’t know what kind of bond they’d developed together. So Dawn had to feel just like I did: she wanted us both. But she knew she couldn’t have us both, and the internal tug-of-war was tearing apart.

“Am I a bad person?” she whimpered. “When you’re around, I want you so badly. And when you’re not around and it’s just Ryan, I feel so much for him.”

Dawn shuddered and unable to stand seeing her in such pain, I reached forward and bear-hugged my lifelong friend. “It’s okay, Dawn. You’re not a bad person. That’s just being human.”

Dawn’s breath came in heaving gasps. She was shaking and sobbing in my arms as I just squeezed her and tried to hold on. It seemed like she kept crying for an eternity. “I’m sorry, Ben. I know I should only want you! I’m sorry...”

“No, shhh...” I tried to soothe her. “You have nothing to be ashamed about. I understand.”

“But I’m supposed to be with you.”

“Life doesn’t always happen the way it’s ‘supposed’ to.”

Dawn sobbed some more and pushed her face even tighter against me.

But after a while, Dawn’s shuddering stopped and a few moments later, she went quiet. Her breathing was still hard, but even that began to calm. And then without moving her face away from my chest, she said forlornly. “I knew it. I always knew it. At camp, I even said things would be this way. But I guess it didn’t really hit me until just now.”

I remained silent and patted her back.

“Here we are, at Cal, the way we always said we would be. Only you and I aren’t the way I’d thought we would be.”

“I never thought things would turn out this way either, if it’s any consolation.”

Dawn sighed. She started stretching her limbs out and I released her, pulling back a few inches. She suddenly seemed so much smaller, looking up at me with that angelic face, her eyes searching mine. “What do I have to do?”

I sighed, brushing her hair back against her scalp. Oh, it would be so easy to kiss her right now, and I knew she’d let me. But it wasn’t our time. Not yet. “Dawn, are you my friend?”

“Yes, Ben. Forever.”

I sighed. “Can you be just my friend? Not my girlfriend?”

Her eyes tightened but she set her lips in a determined line. “I’ll be whatever I have to be.”

“But can you really just be my friend?”

“I have to. I need you in my life, Ben. It physically hurts when you’re nearby but I can’t be around you. I was in absolute AGONY that first week of camp.”

“But I’m in love with Adrienne.”

A little smile crossed Dawn’s face. “Then I’ll wait for you.”

I took a deep breath and then pushed forward, puckering my lips. Dawn quivered, but she calmed when I kissed her forehead tenderly. “I’ll always love you, Dawn. Never forget that.”

“I won’t.”

“You have to do something for me, Dawn.”

“Anything, Ben.”

I took another deep breath. “You have to not be IN love with me.”

She sighed, a long, long exhalation filled with mourning and resignation. “I know.” And she did know; we were cosmically connected after all.

But knowing was one thing. DOING, on the other hand, would be a lot tougher.

I walked hand-in-hand with Dawn along the sidewalk. Somehow, holding hands didn’t seem a violation of our agreement to just be friends and in fact just felt a comfortable symbol of our closeness, like the kisses on the backs of each other’s neck. We may not be sexually intimate anymore, but we’d decided we were still “more than just friends”.

We’d spent nearly three hours hashing out our new “friendship”. Some of it was setting rules, like the no sex and no kissing thing. Some of it was trying to find loopholes in those rules, like a friendly peck under the mistletoe at Christmas. And some of it was coming up with situational examples and counter-examples for ways to act around each other. It was all SOOO complicated. It’s easy to progress from acquaintance to friend to intimate. It’s really hard to find a way to pull BACK. Even my breakups with Megan and Cassidy were never this complicated.

But eventually we decided we’d just have to go out and do the best we could. And in the end, Dawn reclined back against my chest while we zoned out to the television. My arm was around her waist, but I was careful not to let my hands wander. That was one of the boundaries I could no longer break.

And then Adrienne had called me to let me know they were heading for Blondie’s. I’d roused Dawn and we’d headed out.

“So you’re going to commit to Ryan now, right?” I asked seriously. “No more of this ‘I can’t have sex with him because Ben’s in the same zip code’ stuff.”

“Would it bother you?” her eyes flickered to me, fresh wariness in her eyes.

“No, no. Hey, we’re just friends. I’m happy for you.” I sighed. “But I wonder how he’s going to react now that I’m here.”

“We talked this past month. He knows how I feel about you, Ben. And he can handle it as long as we’re not sleeping together. He accepts my relationship with you: intimate but platonic.”

I nodded.

“Will you go be there with me the next time I see him?” Dawn turned and asked me.

“You want me there?” I arched an eyebrow.

Dawn nodded. “He’ll have to see it with his own eyes, that we’re really just friends. Or he’ll always wonder.”

I squeezed her hand. “Okay.” I’d have to see it with my own eyes, too. But that wasn’t now. Now, we were arriving at Blondie’s, just in time to see Dayna producing a large pepperoni pizza that looked just heavenly.

“Mmm ... Doesn’t that look so delicious?” Brandi elbowed me as we walked up.

My stomach gurgled loudly, all the answer my sister needed, and she laughed and patted my belly.

Adrienne looked up at me, her cell phone in hand. “Mom and Dad. They said they’re leaving the aquarium to head on home. Do you want to talk to them?”

I nodded and took the phone, smiling inwardly at how Adrienne had started calling my parents “Mom” and “Dad”. It was sweet and yet naughty at the same time to hear my girlfriend referring to them in that manner. I put the phone to my ear and said, “Hey...”

“Any last requests?” Mom asked in a slightly concerned tone. “It’s not too late for us to turn around and get back up there.”

I rolled my eyes. “I’m FINE, Mom,” I tried to assure her. Last night when we’d left the Evans’ house, she practically didn’t want to let go of me. Even though I was eighteen and fully capable of living away from home, Mom would always worry a bit. But she’d trained me well. I’d been quite independent during my teenage years and while I’d gotten into some trouble here and there, I’d learned from my mistakes and I felt confident I would be alright on my own. Besides, I was still living with my big sister.

Mom then asked if I wanted to talk to the kids. I told her ‘no’. I’d said my goodbyes to the twins and given Brooke a rather intense kiss last night, along with a stern warning to stay out of trouble.

Then I hung up the phone and passed it to Adrienne, a little smile on my face. My grin only got wider as I surveyed the scene before me: Dayna, Brandi, Dawn, and Adrienne standing around a big Blondie’s pepperoni pizza. Just me and my roommates, far from home. After eighteen years, with my parents heading back home, I was FINALLY out on my own.

“Oh, gawd ... oh, gawd ... fuck me, Ben! Fuck me!”

Almost two years since we’d first had sex, Brandi looked even more amazing bent over on all fours. Her body had developed into that of a grown woman instead of a somewhat-coltish teenager. She was in great shape from lots of exercise, with nicely toned muscles. Plus ... my sister really did have a dynamite ass. And as I gazed down on those tight, perky cheeks, I mused on how I’d ended up here.

That night, Adrienne wanted her chance to sit down with Dawn and talk. And I do mean “talk”. The girls had become fast friends during the intense few weeks at summer camp and they looked eager to pick up where they’d left off, the two 18-year-olds perfectly capable of chattering on for an eternity. And when I appeared to want to horn in on their discussion, my girlfriend literally ordered me upstairs to go fuck my sister.

Brandi was more than happy for my company. Her boyfriend Matt wouldn’t be flying back from Oahu for another few days; and after a long time since seeing me, my older sister was desperate for more of my incestuous brother cum. As always, our lovemaking was pleasurable and fun, more about enjoying ourselves than anything else. Sex for me and Brandi was just an extension of our sibling relationship. It didn’t have the romantic emotion of being with Adrienne or the raw physicality of being with Dayna. For Brandi and me, it was just about relieving stress. It was ... comfortable. For the next few days, I was sure Brandi and I would be hooking up pretty often. But once Matt was here, I assumed we would fall into a more “occasional” pattern the way Brooke and I had been while she was dating Kenta.

But Matt wasn’t here yet. Just me. So I gripped Brandi’s hips and really started laying the pipe, plunging into the darkest recesses of her vaginal tunnel with every stroke.

“Oh gawd ... So big, Ben! Fuck me! Fuck your slutty sister! Pound that pussy!”

I pounded her as best I could, not to dominate her, but just because she was at the pleasure point where harder would feel better. And just when I felt myself about to cum, I reached around and tweaked her nipple, her left nipple, the one that seemed to be hardwired to her clit. And with my right hand I started strumming her clit itself, the dual stimulation enough to push Brandi over the edge and send her screaming into orgasm.

“Aaaaaahhhhh!” my older sister wailed, and then I was joining her in yelling as I flooded her pussy with my latest load of incestuous spunk.

Almost immediately after I finished sperming her, Brandi collapsed face-down on her bed and lay there, gasping for air. I managed to keep myself upright for a little longer before leaning back and then sinking my naked butt onto my heels.

When we both had caught our breath, I slid off the bed and ducked down briefly to place a soft kiss on Brandi’s butt. Then I rapidly left little pecking kisses up my sister’s spine until I got to her head, where I tilted my head to the side and gave her a warm, tongue-filled kiss of passion.

Brandi pulled away first. “Thanks, Ben. I needed that. I’ve been going absolutely STIR-CRAZY this entire summer without a nice dick around and after yesterday, I realized just what I’ve been missing.”

I smirked. “What, Dayna’s strap-on not good enough?”

“Hell, no,” Brandi giggled. “Live, throbbing brother cock: THAT’S what I needed.”

“Then I guess you shoulda come to camp this year, huh?”

Brandi laughed. “And get in the middle of all that drama you had with Dawn and Adrienne? No thanks. But I’m happy to play catch-up right now.” And then my sister turned her head to kiss me and once again pull me over her body.

We fucked one more time that night before collapsing into each other’s arms. I tried to keep the volume down so we wouldn’t seriously disturb Dawn and Adrienne. We were only somewhat successful.

Meanwhile, Dayna was out with one of her ‘boyfriends’. I’d wondered to Brandi if she was even coming home that night, but Brandi assured me that Dayna always came home. Fucking was one thing, but she wasn’t much of a cuddler. Her guys didn’t seem to mind.

I, on the other hand, was very much a cuddler. I actually fell asleep in Brandi’s arms before Adrienne came back upstairs and woke me up. My girlfriend was ready for bed and wanted to sleep in my arms. So Brandi just kissed me goodbye and thanked me for the nice orgasms.

“Relax, Tiger,” Adrienne rubbed my shoulders. “If you’re nervous, you’re just going to make him nervous.”

I bit my lip. “Can’t help it. I just have no idea how this is all going to turn out.”

Adrienne stopped and checked her watch. She then stood up and jerked me by the hand. “Come on.”

“Wha—?”

“Come on,” my girlfriend ordered. For all her occasional submissiveness, Adrienne really could have a dominant personality when she wanted. We went into our bedroom and rather unceremoniously, Adrienne spun me around and pushed me down onto the bed.

“Wha—?”

“You need to relax, Tiger,” the stunningly gorgeous blonde grinned. She reached behind her head to tie her hair back, no doubt to ensure no stray globs of semen ended up tangled in her golden mane. And then she knelt between my legs and went to work.

I had to admit, Adrienne’s therapy did the trick. Less than two minutes after spewing my load into her mouth, then having my girlfriend gape her mouth open to show me the pool of creamy cum she’d collected before gulping it down, I was back on the couch in the living room feeling quite relaxed.

Hell, I looked quite smug. I’d just gotten a blowjob from a freakin’ hot babe who seemed to have made it her mission in life to keep me happy through frequent sexual release. And so I was in this calm and confident state when Dawn walked through the door with Ryan.

“Hey, man,” I drawled almost lazily as I got to my feet and held my hand out for a shake. “Long time no see.” I’d forgotten how devastatingly handsome the guy was. With blonde hair, sterling blue eyes, and chiseled features, Ryan was a Ken doll come to life. And he had the 6’2” muscular body to back it up.

In fact, the guy was so good-looking I half-wished he were neutered like a Ken doll so I wouldn’t feel slightly inadequate. But then my confidence came back. After all, Adrienne adored me and even Dawn had some desire to be with me instead of him, so I had to be worth something.

Plus, Ryan now looked as nervous as I’d felt before Adrienne’s blowjob. His palm was slightly sweaty and his smile was a little weak. “How have you been, Ben?”

“I’ve been good, thanks. Uh, I’d like to introduce you to Adrienne, my girlfriend.”

To his credit, Ryan managed to keep his eyes on Adrienne’s face when he shook her hand. Seriously, I think every straight guy I’d ever known dropped his gaze to her tits for at least a moment when meeting Adrienne, but Ryan somehow resisted the urge.

“Helllooo,” Adrienne said in a sultry voice. She somehow managed to make the word musically sound like more than two syllables, and there was no mistaking the flirtation in her tone.

“Pleased to finally meet you,” Ryan replied neutrally. “Dawn’s talked a lot about you since she got back from camp. And I’m very sorry about your father. I mean, it’s good that Ben’s family has been there for you, but it can’t have been easy.”

Adrienne gave him a genuine smile, quite pleased with the guy’s sincerity. “Thank you. It hasn’t, but it’s been a remarkably smooth transition.” My girlfriend then latched onto my arm. “Ben’s been my rock in so many ways.”

Ryan nodded. “Do you mind if I ask what happened to the driver?”

“Not at all,” Adrienne shrugged. “The cabbie was convicted of involuntary manslaughter and he’s in jail now. The executor of my father’s estate is going after the cab company for damages, but they’re dragging their feet. The lawsuit is just ... whatever. I’m not really involved in it. I just want to put the whole thing behind me.”

The mood had turned somber and I decided to try and lift it by pointing to Ryan. “Wanna beer?”

He shrugged and glanced at Dawn. “Sure.”

“I’ll get them,” Dawn offered and headed into the kitchen.

Appropriate or not, the detour into Adrienne’s father’s death had wiped away the initial nerves of meeting me again, and the big guy seemed to relax. He sat down on the opposite couch while I sank down with Adrienne. And we started chatting about our orientation days. Dawn, Adrienne, and I had all gone together — meeting up with Gwen and Robin as well — while Ryan had gone to a transfer student orientation.

Then Dawn returned with the beers, four in all. She handed two to me and let me pass one over to Adrienne before turning to her boyfriend.

“Thanks, babe,” Ryan turned and smiled, and this time his eyes dropped to Dawn’s exposed cleavage as she bent over to hand him the beer.

I felt a brief twinge of jealousy but calmed my nerves. He had every right to check out his own girlfriend, and he’d been remarkably restrained in checking out mine. I remembered back to something Dawn had told me long ago: that Ryan genuinely believed in the “Bro Code”, which ruled that he couldn’t hit on girls who were taken. My absence from NorCal had blurred that a bit with Dawn, but he really was a good guy. And I remembered his efforts to remove himself from the picture last Thanksgiving weekend, despite the fact that he was madly in love with Dawn. And now that we were here, I found that I couldn’t really think negatively of him. If anything, he was the victim here, having to face a guy he knew his girlfriend had feelings for.

Speaking of which...

“So Ryan?” Adrienne asked, just making conversation. “What have you been up to all summer?”

“Oh, my dad works for a building construction company. I’ve been working part time and they gave me a full-time job for the summer.”

“Construction?” Adrienne’s eyes lit up, but I was pleased to see there was no sexual arousal in my girlfriend’s gaze. “You mean like hard hats and I-beams and jackhammers?”

Ryan blushed. “Yeah. Although I’m not that useful. I’m afraid of heights.”

“Really?” Adrienne giggled.

The big guy shrugged and I felt myself relaxing even further. For everything the guy had going for him, he certainly wasn’t macho or arrogant. Then politely he asked, “How about you?”

“Oh,” Adrienne’s hazel eyes flickered to me and Dawn. “Honestly, I spent the first month just getting over my dad. The last month was getting ready to come here. And of course, in the middle, we all went to summer camp.”

“Oh, right.” Ryan’s eyebrows furrowed and his jaw clenched. All that relaxation we’d been doing for ten minutes was wiped away in an instant.

I wasn’t the only one to notice. “Ryan, babe...” Dawn stroked his arm.

He just exhaled slowly and then fixed his gaze on me. “Right, summer camp. Just so you know, Ben. Dawn told me ... everything ... I think.”

I darted my eyes to Dawn. The look in her eyes told me she HAD pretty much told him everything, but there was an extra guilt in her gaze that almost no one else in the world would have been able to see. I knew the look. It was the same kind of look Dawn would give her mom when she’d confess almost all the shenanigans she and I had gotten into as kids. What it meant was that while Dawn had been honest with Ryan about our sexual activities, she’d deliberately held back just a few things; and I was pretty sure I knew what those were.

So I took a deep breath and looked Ryan dead in the eye. I was a bad liar but I didn’t have to attempt one. “It was a pretty emotional few weeks.”

“But you did sleep with her,” Ryan set his jaw and his muscles tensed.

I nodded. No sense in trying to cover up that part. “It was a part of our relationship. And Dawn said you expected we would.”

He sighed, some of the tension melting away with my frank admission and absolute lack of trying to hide it. “Expected, yes. But hoped? Well, I kinda hoped you wouldn’t. And I have to admit, Ben, it’s kinda hard to sit here and look at you knowing what you did to my girl.”

An old tension surged in me. “And you think it was easy for me to see you sleep with her last Thanksgiving?”

Ryan’s teeth were bared, but more in a grimace than anything menacing as he looked away. For all his noble intentions, the guy didn’t have a moral leg to stand on given what he’d been doing with Dawn while she was still technically MY girlfriend. Dawn started stroking his arm again and Adrienne gripped my hand as well, both girls trying to will their boyfriends into calming down.

I steeled my spine. “Look, Ryan. Let’s just get all the cards out on the table right now. Dawn is living here which means we’re going to be seeing a lot of each other. And this house is too small and Dawn too important to the both of us for there to be this awkward tension.”

Ryan clenched his jaw but nodded.

“Sex was a part of Dawn’s and my relationship, but we’ve both decided that it doesn’t have to be anymore. I’m sure she’s told you that herself. She’s your girlfriend now, Ryan, and I respect that.”

I stopped to let that sink in. Ryan was breathing a little harder than normal, but he met my gaze and nodded. “She still loves you.”

“And I’ll always love her,” I replied. “But Dawn’s my best friend, not my lover anymore. That’s a boundary we won’t cross, I promise you. I’m IN love with Adrienne, here.” I squeezed my girlfriend’s hand and smiled at her.

He exhaled and tried to work his mind around these things that he had intellectually known for some time, but never had to really face live and in-person until right now. “How am I supposed to feel about you, Ben? I don’t know that I can ever be totally comfortable seeing you and Dawn together.”

“Do you love her?”

“Yes,” he said softly and reached over to touch Dawn’s hand where she was still rubbing his shoulder.

I sighed. “You once told me that if I let her go, you wouldn’t want to give her back. Here we are. The choice is yours.”

Ryan took a deep breath. “No. It’s not.”

I furrowed my eyebrows, not understanding.

“All cards on the table, right?” Ryan asked before turning to Dawn, holding both her hands with his and staring her dead in the eyes. “Dawn, the choice is yours. I love you. I know you’re not in love with me, but I know you care about me and I still see the potential in ‘us’. But I don’t want to be trapped in a relationship if you don’t really want to be with me.”

I saw the constriction in Dawn’s chest and the tension in her jaw. Her eyes clicked back and forth staring into Ryan’s penetrating gaze.

“So Ben’s right there, Dawn,” Ryan said softly. “For the first time in a long while, you’re looking at the both of us at the same time. It’s no longer a choice between a live me and a phantom soul mate 500-miles away. I need to know: Do you want to be with me?”

Dawn didn’t have to look at me. We’d made our own choices together already. She merely took one deep breath, squeezed Ryan’s hands, and said firmly, “Yes. I do.”

Ryan couldn’t help but feel elated when she said that. Hurriedly, he jerked on her hands and grabbed his girlfriend’s head, planting his lips on hers and sealing them together in a passionate kiss. All of Ryan’s desperate love and fear poured out at the same time as he lost himself in the one girl he’d fallen HARD for.

I kept waiting for jealousy to kick in, but it didn’t. Sure, the selfish part of me would have liked to have BOTH Adrienne and Dawn (hell, and Brandi and Dayna and every other chick I could get my hands on), but life doesn’t work that way.

Actually, I felt happy for the pair of them. Except for his initial pursuit of Dawn, Ryan had never given me any reason to think he was a bad guy. He obviously was in love with her and a part of me rejoiced for a fellow man getting the girl he loved. And I felt happy for Dawn. She deserved this happiness. She deserved the love and attention I couldn’t give her.

Some might say I’m just crazy. Some question why I’d ever have let Dawn go in the first place. Well, it’s BECAUSE I still loved her. I loved Dawn so much that I valued her happiness over my own selfish desires. Brooke said it once: If you take away the romance, Dawn and I are still siblings. I loved her so much I could be her friend and watch her make out with another man, the way I might watch Brooke go make out with Kenta. Because that was what Dawn needed right then and there.

Things were the way they were supposed to be, at least for now.

Presently, Dawn broke apart from the kiss and I could see the flush in her skin, the desire in her eyes. And I knew exactly what it meant. Sure enough, my lifelong best friend turned to me and Adrienne with a naughty smile. “Uh, I think I’m going to go drive Ryan home now, okay?”

I chuckled and nodded. Adrienne chirped, “Have fun you two.”

Dawn stood up and pulled her boyfriend with her. Ryan at least had the sense of politeness to stop and turn back, saying, “It was nice to meet you, Adrienne. Ben, see you later.”

And then a giggling Dawn practically dragged Ryan out the door.

After the door closed, Adrienne squeezed my hand again and grinned. “They do make a cute couple.”

I sighed and stared at the door. Blonde, blue-eyed, both gorgeous. Yeah, they were the perfect American couple. “That Ryan’s quite the hunk, isn’t he?”

Adrienne shrugged. “I’ve got all the man I would ever want right here,” she replied while running her fingers around my face. “And you know, that gleam in Dawn’s eyes put a few ideas into my head.”

“Do tell...” I arched an eyebrow and smiled at my own gorgeous girlfriend.

“Mmm...” Adrienne stood up and pulled me with her. “I’m thinking I want my boyfriend to fuck me within an inch of my life and see if we can pull off a trifecta. What do you say to that?”

Yeah. Things were the way they were supposed to be.

“So what do you want to do tonight?” Adrienne squeezed my hand as we walked down the sidewalk. We’d finished our last day of Orientation and I’d pulled my girlfriend away to a little café for an impromptu dinner date. “We could catch a movie. You know we never did watch ‘Signs’ when it came out.”

I shrugged. “I dunno. ‘Unbreakable’ turned out to be a dud.”

“But this one did a lot better at the box office.”

I smirked. “I’ve got plans.”

“Plans?” Adrienne arched her eyebrow at me. By the time I was done, I was going to have every girl around me arching their eyebrows if they could.

I chuckled. “Yes, plans. I am capable of making plans you know.”

“Okay. What are we doing?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” I nearly giggled.

“Bennn...”

“Hey, payback’s a bitch. Isn’t it?”

Adrienne just growled. For once, SHE was the one who didn’t know what was going on. But I didn’t want to put her in a bad mood, either. Not after all the positive feelings I’d engendered with the impromptu dinner.

“Relax. Trust me, Adrienne.”

My girlfriend sighed and then gripped my hand. I knew she trusted me. We then chatted idly until we made it back home, Adrienne too wrapped up in her mental curiosity over my “plans” to really talk about anything deep.

At least she didn’t have to wait long. We both heard the moans coming from behind our bedroom door well before we got to it. And by the time I opened the door wide with a flourish, Adrienne was already breathing hard in anticipation.

There, on top of our bed, was a fully naked Brandi, lying flat on her back. An equally naked Dayna was straddling my sister’s face and oriented to lean down and fondle Brandi’s upright tits. And between my sister’s legs, happily tonguing the sweet bare-shaven pussy, was a naked Dawn.

I squeezed Adrienne’s hand and grinned. “One last chance to party before school starts. One last chance for all five of us before friends and boyfriends really get into town.”

“Good plan, Ben,” she giggled. And then squealing with glee, Adrienne dropped my hand and ran forward, already stripping off her own clothes.

As I sort of expected, Adrienne wound up going straight for Dayna. In a few short days, the two stacked blondes had found a lot in common with each other and their personalities meshed well. The two girls could talk about fashion or boys or any random topic for hours on end if we’d let them. And of course, they both LOVED sex. My girlfriend practically tackled Dayna off my sister’s face and the two of them quickly had their lips pressed together while Dayna helped strip Adrienne of the rest of her clothing. Standing up, Adrienne got naked and then they moved over to the day bed.

Meanwhile, I more sedately pulled off my clothing and meandered over toward the full-size bed where Brandi was focused on directing Dawn’s head between her thighs. At first, I was tempted to move myself over to Dawn and plunge my rigid dick into her from behind. But I quickly shut down that temptation. We’d set boundaries and I was determined to follow them. Sure, we both probably wanted to fuck each other’s brains out, but for the sake of her relationship with Ryan and the sake of MY relationship with Adrienne, we wouldn’t tempt ourselves. So oddly enough, even though Brandi was my natural sister and Adrienne an adopted sister, it was unrelated-Dawn who was off-limits to me in this particular orgy.

So I stopped just behind Dawn, leaned down, and pressed my lips to the back of her neck. I pecked her skin with a soft tenderness just to let her know I was there, and that while I might have wanted to plunge myself inside her, I wouldn’t. We were still intimately connected, but ... platonic.

Moving to the other end of the bed, I stroked myself a few times before kneeling next to my sister’s head, offering up my cock. And then I reached my hand to stroke through Brandi’s hair, tracing her blonde highlights while she eagerly sucked her brother’s dick. Dawn looked up at me, pausing to smile before resuming her cunnilingus on my sister. I looked right back at her, and we both shared a quiet moment, losing ourselves in each other’s eyes.

That beginning set the tone for the rest of the night. Dawn and I never touched each other again. But in a way, we still made love through the girls between us.

We started with Dawn sitting back against the headboard, Brandi on all fours eating her out while I shafted my sister’s cunt from behind. I noted the spot where Dawn started cumming. I found myself with an uncontrollable desire to sniff that spot later in the night to see if I could smell her familiar scent of arousal. And after Dawn had her orgasm, I watched the blue fire light up in her eyes as she stared rather intensely at me, cramming Brandi’s face a little harder against her crotch while she imagined it was my cock slamming into her over and over and over again.

“Fuck me...” Dawn mouthed. “Fuck me...”

Harder and harder I pounded Brandi, my pelvis jarring my sister’s body with each rhythmic impact. “Oh, fuck,” I grunted as I felt my orgasm welling up inside me. And then with a final lunge I slammed forward and began spewing my load into... her...

I watched Dawn’s eyes close as she lolled her head back and moaned in orgasm. “Fuuuuuuck...” I watched the tension in her throat as she quivered in ecstasy. And I imagined she could feel each spurt of cum jetting into her body. Perhaps she was imagining it too.

But the reality was that she couldn’t feel it. She couldn’t even taste it. Part of our new agreement to keep things platonic was that Dawn wouldn’t even seek out my cum. To suck me out of Adrienne or anyone else would be “sexual contact”; and if Dawn was really going to commit to her relationship with Ryan, she couldn’t let herself do that anymore.

Perhaps it was fitting then that it was my girlfriend Adrienne who returned, promptly rolled Brandi over, and dived her face between my sister’s legs to slurp out all my jism. And that left Dawn and I just staring at each other, recovering from our orgasms, thinking of what could have been.

Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.

But then Dayna rolled me onto my back, knocking me away from my view of Dawn’s beautiful post-orgasmic body. Instead I now saw her big sister’s beautiful post-orgasmic body, all flushed skin and happy glow. Dayna had my dick in her mouth, sucking like a vacuum and bobbing her head up and down to rapidly bring me back to hardness. This process was made much faster when the busty blonde sandwiched my cock in her double-D tits, wrapping me up in warm titflesh and fucking me with her chest. And soon the one cock amongst four hot babes was recharged and ready to go.

It was my turn to grab Dayna and roll her onto her back. Then grabbing her ankles, I lifted them up and wrapped the blonde bombshell’s legs around my waist before gripping her hips and ramming my dick into her juicing cunt in a single thrust. And Dayna had just barely stopped her first scream when little sister Dawn climbed aboard, straddling Dayna’s face to continue getting orally serviced.

That also put Dawn’s face just inches away from my own. It would be so ... easy ... to kiss her. And it was certainly tempting. But this was our test. This was our first chance to prove we could handle the boundaries of our relationship, and I wasn’t going to fail her now.

So Dawn and I stared at each other from just inches away, watching the contortions of ecstasy crossing each other’s face. And I stared into her eyes while feeling the tight contractions of Dayna’s cunt clenching around my pistoning rod.

“Eat me...” Dawn groaned. “Eat me...” And then her eyes half-closed and she grimaced as a fresh orgasm swept through her.

It was so ... delicious ... to watch Dawn cumming, to see the pleasure in her eyes right in front of me even though I wasn’t touching her. Her chest heaved, her big tits wobbling enticingly and beckoning my hands and lips to latch on. But I just turned that desire into extra energy to fuck Dayna even harder.

Presently, Dawn came down from her high and then urged, “Switch with me, Ben.”

I arched an eyebrow, not totally understanding. But I followed my best friend’s words and gingerly slid out of Dayna’s sopping wet pussy while Dawn dismounted her sister’s face. Below us, Dayna was gasping for oxygen and trembling from the latest orgasm I’d given her. Then Dawn moved around to take over tonguing her sister’s snatch; little sis had been on the receiving end long enough.

That left Dayna beckoning me to her, holding up her big tits for my perusal. She’d fucked me with her breasts to get me hard to begin with. Now I straddled her chest and lay my shaft in her cleavage to finish myself off. “Fuck my tits, Ben. Fuck these big puppies and cum all over them. Cum on my face and spray on my big boobies!”

Well, if the lady really WANTED me to, I supposed I could oblige. Grinning, I began the short thrusting and held her breasts together in my own hands while she alternately whimpered from the pleasure Dawn was giving her and also sucked on my mushroom head whenever it popped through her tunnel of titflesh.

“So nice, Dayna,” I groaned. “Your tits are so fantastic. I loved fucking these tits two years ago. I missed seeing you these past couple of years at camp. I would have given you the greatest orgasms.”

“Oh, Ben! Anytime!” Dayna gasped. “We’ll make up for the time away. If you see me in the hallway and you want a piece of ass, just throw me to the floor and take me. Bend me over the couch and ream me out. Squat on my chest and hose down my big titties. Fuck me anytime, anywhere, in any hole! Fuck I’m gonna love having you for a roommate!”

My mind was swirling while Dayna egged me on, her words shooting straight from my ears down to my dick. I didn’t last much longer than that. By the time the 20-year-old bombshell started groaning, “Do it! Cum on my face. Spray all over me!” I pretty much lost it.

“Arrghh!” I grunted while gripping her breasts tightly and thrusting uncontrollably through her mammaries. My whole body jerked as if I’d been electrocuted, and I gasped, “Fuck!” while my balls began to evacuate their load.

One ropy string of jism shot out and splattered against Dayna’s forehead, painting down the eyelid and onto her right cheek. I jerked again and a second shot ran from her chin down her throat as she angled her head away to scream in ecstasy. And then I lifted my dick from her cleavage and aimed the damn thing downward as I emptied out the rest of my cum all over her chest, coating Dayna’s big, round tits with creamy globs that splattered pretty much everywhere.

“Cumming!” Dayna screamed. “I’m cumming! Ben’s cumming! On meeee!!!”

The sound of her ecstatic cries actually made me squeeze out another shot, painting her right nipple.

I was actually done spunking my load onto Dayna’s boobs before she stopped screaming. Turned on by the feeling of my cum splattering her plus Dawn’s expert tongue and finger work below had her climaxing constantly for almost five minutes it seemed. And when the gorgeous older babe finally went limp on the mattress beneath me, Dawn merely picked her head up and called to Brandi and Adrienne, “Come clean her up!”

Then Dawn and I moved out the way, sharing knowing smiles as my sister and girlfriend promptly pounced onto Dayna and began slurping jism off her tits with their tongues.

Dawn raised her hand up to mine, palm outward and fingers extended up. Instinctively I knew what to do and raised my hand to match hers, lining them up together. But our hands didn’t quite touch; the palms never got closer than half an inch apart. And Dawn smiled as she realized that no matter what else we were going through, we were still on the same wavelength together.

And still with our hands just a fraction of an inch apart, Dawn beamed at me with brilliant blue eyes. “Come on. There’s one more girl to go. Let’s figure out how we can double-team Adrienne.”