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Depressed. That word described me perfectly as summer very quickly came to an end. I felt as though my only happiness came from doing drugs or reminiscing on good times I had at the beginning of the summer, what seemed to be ages ago. Then I was sleeping every day and out every night with my friends and the throngs of various girls we spent our time with. All good things fade away, though. Jack moved away for his father’s job. That crushed me as he was one of my closest friends. Then Rob's father died and he was in denial, using his vast inheritance to make sure every minute was a party. I tried helping him but he said he was fine and didn't want the night to be ruined talking about it, but when the reality of it set in he was crushed. Any further attempt to help him or see him was pointless. He became a shut in. The last of my best friends to leave was Ted. A few weeks before the end of the summer he got caught with weed and a scale in his car. His mom thought living in this area with the kind of people around her turned him into a delinquent and didn't let him out of the house again, and before school started again, they moved away. I never found out where. After those three were gone, I still hung around with the same crowd but the parties weren't fun and the girls were boring. It sounds like I’m a melodramatic white kid, but those three had been my best friends forever.
After awhile I only left my house to do things with people two or three times a month. I would just sit in my basement and smoke weed all day and sell various substances to other kids who still did stuff. In the last weeks of summer people bought many study aids from me to finish the work they procrastinated on all summer. One day Jessie, an old friend of mine, texted me trying to get something to help her for school. We talked and I told her to come to my house to pick it up.
When she arrived there was a girl that I had never seen before with her.
“Hey Dylan, what’s up?” Jessie asks as they step into the house.
“Hey.” I say turning to go grab the bag for her.
“This is Lexi. She just moved here this summer.” She says.
I hand Jessie the bag and smile at the girl “Hi, I’m Dylan.”
“...um hi” she replied in a shy, quiet voice.
“Any ways, thanks so much for these. I'm so behind on my summer assignments. I’ll be up all tonight doing them.” Jessie says and hands me the money.
“No problem. Nice seeing you again Jess. And nice to meet you Lexi.” they both said goodbye and headed out the door, and i went back down to my basement to continue smoking and watching netflix.


About half a week later, I got a text from a number that i didn’t recognize.
‘Hi, is this Dylan??’
‘Uh, ya. Who’s this?’
‘This is Lexi from the other day’
I recalled her from when Jess came over. I assumed she gave her my number so that she could buy from me.
‘Oh, hi. Are you looking to buy something?’
She took longer to respond after that and i was slightly paranoid about her parents checking her messages.
‘No thanks. I don't do drugs. Jessie was just telling me that you're a cool guy and i don’t know very many people yet’
After finding this out i was a little embarrassed that i just assumed that and we started talking a lot, getting to know each other. She was a nice girl and we soon became friends. We mainly just texted but every now and then her, Jessi and I would hang out. Over time i started liking her more and more, and man was she a bomb shell. Caramel color hair down to her waist, with beautiful blue eye and a dark tan. Not the most well endowed on her chest but her ass looked like she spent a great deal of time maintaining it’s nice, plump shape. She was about 5’ 2” and couldn't have weighed more than 130 pounds.
About the time we went back to school i was determined to win her over. I didn’t think it would be that hard given that was talked almost everyday. On our last day of summer we were texting in the morning and the topic turned to breakfast. She boasted to me about her cooking skills and invited me over to eat breakfast with her. I accepted and headed over to her house.
When i arrived Jessi wasn’t there. I was a little confused, she was always there when we hung out. We went out to her patio to eat and talk. Half way through our meal her little sister Morgan came out to join us. At 14 she already looked just like Lexi, except for slightly less developed. She sat and ate with us for the back half of the meal and she seemed to take a liking to me.
After the meal i went to the kitchen with Lexi and helped her clean the dishes, then had to leave to go to work. I said goodbye to Morgan and walked to the front door with Lexi we said our goodbyes and before i walked out, she got on her tippy toes and gave me a kiss.
“What kind of a date doesn’t end with a little kiss?” she rhetorically asked and smiled, i was surprised, I didn’t think it was a date but apparently, i got just what i wanted without even knowing it. I tried to play it off as if i knew what it was the whole time, “I'm glad you made the first move. I wanted to but didn't want to be too forward.” i lied.
We said goodbye one more time and then i got in my car and headed off to work. The whole time I was there my mind was on Lexi in a giddy excited way. Being that I was a lifeguard, I had nothing but time to sit on the chair and think. I wasn’t awful when it came to girls but at the same time I wasn’t the smoothest and I certainly wasn’t a player, so this new found relationship had me in a very good mood.
On one of my breaks that gave me a chance to get down and get out of the sun, I went into our office and picked up my phone. I had a new message from Lex.
‘I had a nice time this morning. :)’
I got me excited again to think how well I had done without even knowing it was a date.
‘I did too, but you shouldn’t have to cook on a date, lol.’
I set my phone down to return to the guard chair. I sat for the length of the swim period anxious to get back in the office and see what she said. I watched the clock waiting for my shift to end. When it finally did, instead of my usual routine of hanging out at the pool with my coworkers for an hour or so, I immediately clocked out and left. I wanted to be completely available on the chance she wanted to do something. There had been no response on my phone so i just went home, procrastinated on showering and sat down to watched TV.
After about an hour and a half i got a response from her.
‘Sorry. I was at cheer conditioning for awhile’
I told her it was fine and asked her how it was.
‘It was exhausting but I’m home now so it’s all good. Before I forget, I told my mom that we had breakfast this morning and now she, and specifically my dad, want to meet you.’
I read the text. I knew it would be awkward and I’d be uncomfortable to meet her dad, but it was worth it. She had told me he was a ‘no nonsense’, military man. Despite the impending awkwardness of the whole ‘meet the boyfriend’ situation, I figured it was well worth it.
‘Sure, when would they want to meet me?’
‘Could you do dinner tonight?’
I looked at the time on my phone: it read 5:35. I didn’t have that much time to make myself presentable.
‘Uh… ya I can do tonight. What time should I come over?’
‘Come on over about 6’
‘Alright. See you in a bit.’
I got up from my place on the couch and went to my bathroom. I turned on the water and got in the shower to clean myself from the sweat of sitting in the sun all afternoon. When I finished I went into my room and put on compression shorts, then khaki pants, a button down shirt and a slim tie. Back in the bathroom I took a look at myself in the mirror. “Not too formal, but I also don’t look like a hooligan. Good”. I put on a small sprits of cologne and looked at the time again. 5:55. “Fuck” I muttered and headed out the door to get in my car. I sped the whole way there, slightly concerned about being pulled over. I arrived and walked to the door, looking at the time once more. 6:02. I rang the doorbell and within a few seconds was greeted by Lexi. “Hi Dylan” she said as I stepped into the house and she directed me towards the kitchen. “Mom, Dad, this is Dylan. Dylan these are my parents.”. Her mother turned around from the stove and gave me a big smile.
“So you’re the boy that’s got Lex all excited.” she said with a southern belle accent. I smiled back at her.
“She has the same effect on me, ma’am” I then turned to look at her father who looked up at me from looking through the mail.
“Evening, son.” he said in a deep, slightly intimidating voice. I crossed the short distance between us and extended my hand.
“Nice to meet you, colonel Johnson.” I gripped his hand firm. He returned it with an even firmer grip, almost like it was a challenge or test of some type. I continued to hold my firm handshake until he relented and released my hand.
“Well you showed up right on time. I just finished dinner. Come sit down honey. Morgan, come to dinner.” she called to Morgan in the other room. I took my seat as Morgan all but ran into the room.
“Hi Dylan” she said and took her seat next to me, rather close in my opinion.
The meal was delicious and throughout dinner her family asked me general questions about myself to get to know me and I asked them a few questions. The dinner was a lot less awkward and interview like than I thought it would be and by the end of dinner they all seemed quite fond of me. After we finished eating, I helped Ms. Johnson clear the table, then, with Lexi imploring me to come with her to the entertainment room to watch a movie.
I followed her down the stairs to the basement, where the room was at, and when i reached the bottom of the stairs she turned around and gave me another little kiss. “You did great. They love you” she squealed and pulled me into a hug.
“I was actually concerned when I was coming over that I wouldn’t do well” I laughed as i put my arms around her. When she released me we went over to the large, super padded couch and sat down with me in the middle seat. Lex put on a movie and curled up against. We settled in and about 15 minutes into the movie, Morgan zipped down the stairs and over to the couch, sitting on the other side of me. She smiled at me, then looked up at the screen to watch the movie. As the movie progressed, I felt as though Morgan would get closer and closer to me. This was confirmed when about a half hour before the end of the movie our arms made contact as she gently leaned against me like her sister was. I didn’t really know how to respond or if I should even say anything at all, so I just stayed quiet and finished the movie.
When the movie ended and the credits began to roll the TVs volume adjusted down and the lights came up automatically. I looked down at my sides and both girls were asleep, Lexi with her arm wrapped around mine. I gently shook her awake. “Hey.” I spoke softly, “the movie is over, I probably need to head home.”
“Oh, ok” she said slightly out of it from just waking up. She stood up and I slowly stood up and lay Morgan down flat on the couch so I didn’t wake her. We started to head towards the front door.
“Thank you for coming to dinner and being so perfect in meeting them.” she said as we reached the door.
“No problem at all. I actually had a really nice time meeting them.” I said smiling at her.
“Good I’m glad.” we just stood there for a second, enjoying the last bit of each other’s company.
“Well, I should probably go home. I didn’t tell anyone i was coming here for dinner and they’re probably wondering where I am.” as I said this my phone began to vibrate and it was my mother when I looked at it. “Speak of the devil.”
She scoffed and smiled at me “Good night, Dylan.” she kissed my cheek.
“Good night.” I said as I headed out the door answering my phone, “Ya…..I’m on my way home now”


I woke up the next morning feeling exceptionally good. I didn’t feel as lonely or bored with life as the past few weeks. For the first time in weeks, I didn’t feel the need to making smoking weed the first thing I did in the morning. I got dressed and went to the gym. I did my kickboxing class, lifted weights and then started heading home. On my way back, my phone went off.
‘I better watch out. Morgan has a huge crush on you. Lol’
I laughed. I figured as much with how fond of me she seemed.
‘I kinda got the feeling after last night, but you don’t have anything to worry about.’
‘Lucky me. Do you want to do something today?’
I told her that I just finished at the gym and was heading home to shower and then we could do whatever she wanted.
I finished my shower and we decided that we would go to the local amusement park. We had a wonderful time, even though I dropped $40 in a futile attempt to stereotypically win her a giant stuffed bear from one of the booths in the park. After spending $30 at the booth, I just offered the gentlemen 10 if he could just let her have it and he was kind enough to do that for me so I didn’t completely embarrass myself. We stayed at the park for hours riding the various rides and having a wonderful time. At about 9:30 the park announced that they would be closing in half an hour and we decided to head out early to beat the traffic. We walked out to the car holding hands with her head leaning against me. I opened her door for her and then the back door to put the enormous bear in the back seat. I walked around to my door and climbed in, starting the car.
The radio came on to some popular, slow tempoed love song. “Oh, i love this song….I really enjoyed today Dylan. I always have a good time when I’m with you.” she said to me softly before leaning over the seat and kissing me. I put my hand on her side and she put hers on my chest as she continued, increasing in depth and length. She started climbing over, straddling my lap as we continued to make out. I moved my hand down from her side and gently touched her butt. She tensed up as i did but slowly returned to normal, kissing me with the same passion as she had just a second ago. We continued and after a little bit longer i started getting an erection. I wasn’t too concerned, as my dick started to grow. She shifted in my lap and her thigh rubbed against it, she undoubtedly felt it and knew what it was. She moved her lips away from mine and looked down. I got excited at the prospect of where things might go. When she looked up her face had completely changed from a look of such elation and contentment to a look of almost disappointment.
She climbed off of me and back into her own seat as I silently waited for her to say something, confused at such a turn of events. She didn’t say anything for so long I felt I had to say something first. “I um….I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to...ya know”
After a few more seconds she looked back at me. “You don’t have to be sorry about it. You're a teenage boy, that would happen whether you wanted it to or not. I’m just not like most teenagers. I don’t drink, or smoke or do drugs and I don’t want to have sex. I want it to be more profound and meaningful than just some guy in highschool, then on to the next and then the next.”
I took her hand in mine, “I understand, it’s ok. I do want this with you but if that’s how you feel I don’t want to pressure you to do it…. I really like you and I don’t want to jeopardize that…..”
“Thank you. It means a lot to me that you say that. I’ve had boyfriends in the past that push and push for it to happen. It’s nice to have someone different. Someone better.” she gave me a kind of shy but loving smile. I kissed her hand
“Come on, let’s get you back to your house before your father hates me.” I said as we started to pull away from the parking lot. We continued to hold hands on the ride home, only the radio dared to cut through the silence. I knew that I had only known her for a handful of weeks and we’d only been together less than 48 hours, but I loved this girl, a feeling that I had been desolate of with everyone in my life since my last relationship ended in a betrayal that had shattered me. I didn’t want to do anything that may compromise how she felt about me.
When we reached her house, I got out of the car and opened her door for her, then walked to the door with her. “I’m sorry again for kind of ruining the time we were having.” I said.
“Don’t feel bad at all. You were more caring and thoughtful about it than any other guy that’s been in this position with me. Thank you”
“Your welcome, Lex….Goodnight” I said to her as we reached the door, giving her a peck on the cheek.
“Night, Dylan” she opened the door and slipped into the house as I headed back home.


As time went on we got closer and closer. We returned to school and unlike usual, it didn’t seem that bad. Rob had gone through the grieving and healing process and he started coming out again and spending time with me and other friends. I was glad he had returned from the dark place he was in and seemed to be in a better place than he ever had before.
After we had been back to school for a couple weeks, we had a long weekend. I had been talking with Rob and he said that he wanted to have a party in his dad’s, or, being he was an only child with divorced parents, what was now his house. He wanted it to be like the good old days before all the bad shit happened. We started planning everything out, getting weed and our older friends to get us liquor. Lexi, while not too big a fan, didn’t mind all that much being around it and enjoyed a good party, was going to come with me.
With the party ready to go, Rob, Lexi and I were hanging out at his house, waiting for more people to show up. Little by little people started arriving and the party got into full swing. Lex went off to talk with some of her friends, so i went over to the bar and made myself a nice and strong rum and coke. I returned to the couch I was sitting on with Rob and some of our other friends and soon after Lexi came back and sat on my lap as we all talked. One of the guys that in the group that we had been talking with must have taken notice she hadn’t had a drink in her had all night, “Lexi, why haven’t you had anything to drink? Scared you’re going to get in trouble?” he remarked with an almost cynical laugh.
“Hey, if she doesn’t want to do it, don’t pressure her, man.” I wanted to defend her, I admired that she wanted to be different and not just some kid that gets fucked up all the time.
“I’m not scared. I just usually don’t do it.” she said, taking my cup from my hand.
I spoke in a quieter tone, as a more personal conversation with her, “Lex, you don’t have to prove anything just because he’s being an asshole.” I reached out, trying to take the cup back. She just moved her hand out of the way so I couldn’t take the cup.
“I’m not proving anything. I can do it sometimes, it’s fine.” she said, seeming a bit over confident as she threw back the almost completely full cup. I didn’t know what to say to this new and erratic behavior.
“It’s fine if you want to drink sometimes and get a little loose, but it’s currently 10:30 and your dad said he wanted you home at 11:30…. You also just drank about 7 shots of 151….” I said concerned of what was to come.
“It’s ok, baby. They are gonna be out until a little past 12 tonight. The only one there to make sure I get home on time is Morgan. She won’t tell on me and I can go straight to bed so they don’t know.” I reluctantly accepted her explanation and we continued with the evening. By the time I had to take her home, I had sobered up but her drink had kicked in and she was completely off her ass. I drove her home and, as promised, her dad’s car wasn’t there. I told her to stay in the car while I walked up to the door and knocked. Morgan answered the door, excited to see me.
“Hey, Dylan!” she almost squealed
“Hey there, squirt. Is your mom home?” I inquired. She shook her head no. I breathed a big sigh of relief. “Would you mind helping me with your sister?” she looked puzzled and followed me out to the car. I opened Lexi’s door and she stumbled out, almost falling and steadying herself on me. Morgan immediately started laughing at her, then helped me get her inside, to her bed. I laid her down and gave her a kiss, “Goodnight, babe.”. I walked back to the door with Morgan. “Can you handle her?” Morgan nodded her head in agreement. I thanked her and said goodnight to her to, then headed back to Rob’s house to keep the night going.


I fell asleep at Rob’s that night and awoke to my phone buzzing in my pocket. I groggily took it out of my pocket and answered it without checking the caller ID. “mmm….ya. Hello?”
“Babe, we have a big issue. Please come over right now!” Lexi was on the other end of the phone sounding desperate. I was extremely hung over and had a killer headache, but she sounded so distraught, I needed to see what was wrong with her.
“Ok. sweetheart. I’ll be there in 10.” I said and we ended the call. I got up and started searching for my keys, that had been taken from me, amongst the sleeping bodies. I finally found them and started heading out the door, taking Rob’s Ray Bans to help with the bright, sunny day i walked out into.
I arrived at her house almost exactly 10 minutes later. She answered the door as soon as I knocked. “Hey, ba…...you look like shit….Sorry. That’s not the point.” she said, dragging me into the house and over to a couch to sit down. “Last night, when I said Morgan wouldn’t tell on me….” she trailed off, not wanting to finish.
“She rolled on you immediately?” I inquired.
“Not quite….” Lex pulled out her phone and started playing a video. It was her, last night, clearly drunk and acting accordingly. The video was multiple minutes long but she stopped it after the first minute. “She said she won’t tell on me if I give her something.”. I gave her a look of wondering, waiting for her to continue. “She wants to….she wants your….” she paused, collecting herself, “She wants you to fuck her….”.
I didn’t know what to say back to her. I was shocked that her sweet, innocent little sister was blackmailing her to get fucked. “Wha….why….huh?” I stuttered. “What did you tell her?”
She waited a minute before answering me. “I may have told her that I’d ask you.”. The second she finished speaking, she flinched, as if she expected me to hit her.
“You’re considering making this deal with her?”
“I don’t know! I don’t want to get in trouble for….I lied last night… I was doing it cause I was being pressured and I didn’t want to look like one of those girlfriends that hates you doing it and is a stick in the mud.”
I thought about it for a minute, weighing the possible outcomes. “Fine. If you really don’t want to get in trouble, and you approve of this, I will do it for you.” I spoke to her soft and thoughtful of my every word. She hung her head in shame.
“Thank you. I’m sorry I’ve gotten us into this situation.” I pulled her in close to me, wrapping my arms around her.
“It’s alright. I love you and I don’t want one bad decision to affect you so negatively.” She pulled back from the hug and kissed me.
“Thank you. I’ll tell her you said yes. She will text you. I don’t want to know anything about it: when or where or how. I can hardly think of it at all” I held her and we just sat on her couch for awhile in silence, thinking about how incredibly fucked this whole situation was.


‘Hey you;)’ I read the message on my phone as I was leaving work two days later.
‘Morgan, I presume?’
‘Yes. My parents are at work and Lex isn’t here, as per her request. Come on over.’
‘I need to shower first. I just left work and I’m covered in sweat’ I tried using that in the incredibly small hopes of her finding that gross and deterring her.
‘You’re gonna get all hot and sweaty anyways;). Come now.’ She was dead-set on this happening, and with no other real choice, I went over to their house. I parked down the street so if Lex came home unexpectedly, she wouldn’t see it out front and immediately know it was happening now. I rang the doorbell and within a few seconds was greeted by Morgan wearing only her panties and a slightly too big t-shirt. I stepped into the house, not having the slightest clue what to say to her.
She too was short with intros, giving me a triumphant grin and saying, “Follow me.” while waving a finger at me to come. We went down into the basement to her room. When i got inside of the room, she closed the door and pushed me down onto the bed, climbing on top to straddle me. She leaned down and started to kiss me before a put a hand on her chest and gently push her off of me.
“Give me your phone first.” She leaned back to a nightstand and handed it to me. I found the couple of video in the camera roll and deleted them. “You don’t have any other copies of these?”
She shook her head at me, “No, sir.”
“Ok then….” I slowly set the phone off to the side, opening the situation up to progress further. She began to descended upon me again, pulling my shirt off, then kissing me on the lips and starting to kiss my body, working her way down. She got to just below my belly button, then began unfastening my belt and jeans. Once she released the two holds, she gave my pants a firm tug that lowered them and my boxer shorts. Her eyes my contact with my half hard cock. Her eyes widened, “mmmmmm,” she moaned as she licked her lips. She picked it up in one hand and gently licked the tip of it slowly. She used her tongue to play with the head for a little while and then slowly slid her mouth down around it, to my surprise, going deeper and deeper until almost 3/4 of it was in her tiny mouth. I let out a small groan of pleasure as she did and her eyes came up to meet mine and it looked like she was trying to smile with my dick in her mouth.
She started to rhythmically bob her head up and down on it, gently fondling my balls with one of her free hands and using the other one to grope her breasts and play with her nipples through the thing t-shirt. I figured if I was going to be extorted into this, I might as well have some fun with it, and I put my hand on the back of her head. I started applying pressure, pushing her head down, and more of my cock into her mouth. She got about 3/4 of the way before she started providing more resistance. I pushed harder and slowly my shaft continued to disappear into her mouth until she had taken it all. She gagged and I continued to hold her head, loving the feeling of her throat constricting around my dick. After a few seconds I let her up and she took a deep breath of air.
“I’m surprised. You’re pretty good at this.” I said as she caught her breath.
She gave me a prideful smile, “Thank you, sir.” she said, stroking my cock as she stood up and started to remove the t-shirt and slipped off her panties. Climbing on top of me again, she began to kiss me as she reached back to grab my shaft and rubbed the head along the length of her pussy. My head was soaked from a mix of her saliva and her juices. She began to prepare herself and right before sitting on it, she moved it back and sat down quickly, putting the entire length of my dick up her ass. It felt amazing but as she did this she let out a loud yelp of pain. Even though I didn’t want to stop, I felt I had to.
“Are you ok?” I asked her.
She seemed to grit her teeth through the pain, “I’m fine.” she rolled over so i was on top and she was on bottom. “Fuck me!” She sounded so insincere but at the same time happy to do it and sure that she wanted me to continue. As she said, I began fucking her, harder and harder as I began to get into a rhythm. She started screaming and moaning out of sexual desire and pleasure.
“Oh yes! Fuck me harder daddy! I’m gonna cum!” I continued, fucking her harder and harder until I felt her tense up and moaning louder. “I’m cumming!!!!” she yelled and her muscles contracted around me. I was close but not close enough to finish in time before her orgasm had subsided. I figured she had had enough, and I pulled out of her. Once she came to her senses, she looked down at the sheets, then at my dick. “You didn’t cum.” before I could say anything to her, she was on her knees and put me back in her mouth, furiously sucking and jerking me off at the same time. I didn’t take long before she brought me back to that point and I began to shoot thick ropes of my cum into her mouth. She tried swallowing it all, but it was too much for her and it started overflowing her mouth. After my orgasm I felt drained and I fell down on the bed. She crawled up next to me on the bed and hugged me and kissed my cheek.
“I’m glad you finished. That’s what I really wanted.” she said. I gave her a funny look.
“What do you mean?”
“Well… I’m sure it wasn’t that big of a secret I liked you ever since I met you. I saw how you and Lex were together and I wanted that. Someone who loves me and cares about me and treats me like you do with Lexi. She told me about how she doesn't feel comfortable with this kind of stuff and you guys don’t do it. I wanted to provide you with that... and maybe you’d feel the same way about me…..” She had turned this from a shallow blackmail to her odd confession of love and attempt to receive love from me by explaining herself. She also looked like she was on the verge of tears. I wasn’t sure what to say to her, I just sat in silence, thinking the situation over.
“Morgan, I do love you. You know that. You mean a lot to me… just not the same way as your sister.” I said looking down at her and putting my hand on her back to comfort her.
“But that’s the issue. You love me, and my parents love me, and Morgan, and my friends and….. That’s not the point. The point is, I see you and Lexi together and I want someone to feel THAT way about me.” She looked so crestfallen.
“You’ll find someone that makes you feel that special some time. I didn't know if I would find someone that I could connect with like that, but then I met your sister.” I said this not thinking about how she’d feel, possibly envying us.
“Ya...I suppose so….Thanks.” She said, dejected. She stood up from the bed, slipping her shirt and panties back on, “I won’t tell my parents on her. I promise.” she then walked out of the room, shutting the door behind her as she did. I wasn’t even the one who put together this whole extortion fucking and still I was the one who felt like complete shit after she walked out of the room. I got dressed and walked out of Morgan’s room, heading toward the door but also looking for her as I headed out. I didn’t see her and I wasn’t even sure if she was still in the house. I walked out the front door, and texted Lexi.
‘I know you wanted nothing to do with it, but we need to talk about the situation with your sister. Can you come over tonight?’
I went back to my house and hopped in the shower, washing the the sweat and cum off of my body. After I finished washing I just stood under the water for a long time, thinking about the events of the day. I shut off the water and stepped out, drying my body and heading into my room to put my clothes on. I got on my boxer shorts and a pair of jeans, before I heard my front door open. My mother usually didn’t get home for another couple of hours. “Mom?” I called down the stairs.
“Why on earth would you tell me about that?!?!? I said I didn’t want to know anything about it!!!!!”
I heard Lexi shout from the bottom of the stairs and on her way up to me. She entered my room and began hitting my chest.
“Baby, please, calm down.” I said trying to stop her hitting me. “This is a lot more to her than just having sex” Lex stopped hitting me and gave me a confused look.
“What are you talking about, Dylan” she demanded of me.
“After we….finished,” I began awkwardly, “she broke down and told me that she wanted it to happen so she felt close to me and loved by me.”. I explained the whole thing to her and everything that had happened. She thought about all I had just told her.
“This is a lot to process all at once. I need to go home and talk to Morgan about this. Thank you for telling me sweetheart.” She told me, standing up and walking out, rather abruptly.
After Lex left, I went over to Rob’s house and we hung out while I was anxiously waiting to hear back from Lexi. I was more concerned about Morgan at this point than I had expected myself to be, and I just wanted her to text me saying Morgan was fine. Without anything else to do, Rob and I decided to go to the local firing range. We got a couple of rifles and started shooting and after a bit, my mind got off of my issues and I started to relax. We had a good time, joking around and making bets on challenging shots.
“Ok,” Rob said as he walked down range and clipped a dollar bill behind the paper target so I could only faintly see the outline of the bill behind the paper. “20 bucks says you can’t shoot out the 4 ‘1’s in the corners of the bill.”
I gave him a cocky smile in return. “Your on” I said, shouldering my rifle and popping off two shots in fairly quick succession. For the third shot I slowed down and tried to take my time, slowly squeezing the trigger and putting a hole in the paper. The first three looked like they were all in the right place, just one more. I put my sights on the last corner and slowly started to squeeze the trigger when my phone buzzed in my pocket. The vibration scared me and I jumped a bit as fired my last shot. I lowered the rifle to take a look. “Fuck.”
We went down range to look at my marksmanship. The first three shots were all dead on but the fourth had grazed Washington, completely missing the last corner. Rob flashed me a victorious smile and a small taunting laugh. “Pay up, dead-eye.” I reached for my wallet and gave him his winnings then pulled out my phone to see what the disturbance was. Lex had texted asking if I could come see her. This brought me back to the current issue at hand. I told Rob I had to run and we parted ways.
I drove to their house and when I arrived, before I could get out and walk to the door, Lexi came out and got in the car. “Are we going somewhere?” I asked her.
“No, we just need to talk out here.” she said. I nodded at her that I understood. “Morgan and I talked...she really likes you and said she really wants to be loved by someone in the way that you and I have. I know this is as much your decision as it is mine, but I would consent to…. Sharing, of sorts.”. I looked at her, taken back by what she was proposing. “This is not only for her benefit emotionally but also yours. I know you care for her, even if it’s not in that specific way, and she can fulfill the needs you have that I can’t fulfill. I told her not to get her hopes up, that you would also have to agree to this arrangement too.”.
I sat thinking about the whole idea that my sweet, INNOCENT girl friend was proposing to me. “The proposition of a polygamous relationship with my girlfriend and her sister...This certainly was not how I saw my day going.” I muttered, mulling over the entire concept.
“You don’t have to do this if it makes you uncomfortable, or you don’t want to or anything like that, babe” Lex assured me.
“No. No, you were right. I do care about Morgan and if this is what we think would be best, I’ll do it, but I don’t want you to feel insecure, or uncomfortable, or jealous, or anything negative. I certainly want to help her if she’s in this much distress over the whole thing, but you will remain number one. I don’t want you to ever feel you come second after her or that your opinion isn’t the most important thing to me.”
Lexi smiled and softly kissed me. “You’re so sweet…..Ok, let’s go inside and talk to Morgan.”. We walked into the house and down into Morgan’s room. She didn’t even make an attempt to look like she was doing something else, she was clearly sitting there, waiting for us to come in with a verdict. She looked up at her sister, then to me with and eager but worried look on her face. Lex looked to me to, silently telling me to let her know the news. I took a seat on the edge, “....As long as your sister is ok with it, I’m ok with it.” I told her. Her face turned to a look of joy as she lunged forward and hugged me. I put my arm around her and pulled Lex into us with the other arm. The entire time we were in the hug I was wondering to myself what would happen once this initial moment ended. How would things proceed, given how synthetically and inorganically this relationship had come about or more so, this addition to the relationship.
Lexi must had of already thought of that, as, as soon as the hug ended she said to Morgan, “Come in the other room with us and let’s all watch a movie together.” Morgan immediately got up from her bed and followed her sister to the couch we had sat on the first night. I was put in the middle again and, unlike last time, Morgan didn’t show restraint in putting her arm around mine and leaning into me the same way her sister did. As the movie started I looked down at Lexi and she looked back up at me and we shared a smile, content that things had worked out, she gave me a long, deep kiss. After the kiss I returned my eyes to the screen. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that Morgan was looking up at me expectantly and realized she wanted the same. I turned my head to the side and leaned down as our lips met. The kiss was nowhere near the length or intensity as Lexi and I’s but when I pulled away she look completely content from it, and in a way, so was I.
This time, it was my turn to fall asleep during the movie. I couldn’t remember anything past the first 10 minutes. The next thing I knew, I was awoken to lips pressed against mine and a hand rubbing my dick through my jeans. I opened my eyes to see Lexi performing the former, and Morgan, the latter. “I think I’d like to wake up like this every morning.” I said as I slowly mentally woke up. They laughed and continued with their playing with me. “For real though, what time is it?”
“About 11:30.” Morgan informed me.
I was surprised that Mr. Johnson hadn’t come down and made me leave yet. Lexi read my mind and immediately told me that their parents were visiting their grandparents for the evening, “I'm supposed to be watching Morgan until they get back….tomorrow afternoon.” She gave me an evil grin. “There might be a portion of the night that I’m not watching her though.” she looked to Morgan.
Morgan got an excited look on her face. “Thank you, sis.” she said, standing up and taking my hand, leading me to her room. She closed the door once we were inside and got on her tippy toes to kiss me. I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around me as I sat down on the bed. We were intensely making out and she started pulling her shirt and bra off, leaving her in just a pair of tight blue jeans. I began unbuttoning the buttons on my shirt and took it off, casting it aside. I laid back and put my hands on her round ass. She truly was a carbon copy of Lex, just with slightly smaller boobs. She laughed a little as i flipped her over so I was laying on top of her.
“I didn’t get to return the favor from last time.” I said and moved down her body, unbuttoning and tugging off her tight jeans. I then pulled of the small, lace thong that remained, leaving her completely naked on her bed. I positioned myself between her legs and gently blew a stream of air over her pink lips. Without any experience in eating pussy, I hadn’t the slightest clue of a technique I should use, so, I figured the internet has never steered me wrong before and I dove in, beginning to spell the alphabet.
It seemed to work, as she began moaning loudly. She reached her hand down and held my head in place as she began playing with her nipples. “Ohhh Dylan. Eat my little pussy daddy!” she screamed in ecstasy, “don’t stop! Please don’t stop!”. I finished with the alphabet and started over again. She was getting closer and closer to climax, moaning and writhing around on the bed in pleasure. When she was about to cum, I stopped licking at her all together. She pushed my head into her pussy harder. “Dylan! Please keep going!” she demanded of me.
I got out from between her legs, “No, no. Get on all fours.” I ordered her.
“Mmmmmm, yes, daddy.” she flipped over onto her stomach then got her knees under her, raising her ass high up. I gave her plump ass a firm slap and she let out a sharp scream, then moaned. I moved closer to her and lined up my dick with her little hole. I slowly started pushing in and she could hardly contain herself, letting out all the pleasured noises she could. I continued pushing into her until my pelvis touched her thick ass. I pulled out and pushed back in again, establishing a steady, firm rhythm. “Yes! I love your hard cock inside me, Dylan!”. I grabbed her hips and began furiously pounding her tight little cunt. I felt my balls starting to tighten up as I fucked her harder and harder.
“Oh fuck! I’m gonna cum! Yes! Yes!” Morgan began squirming around, but unable to get away as her pussy convulsed around my cock and she came hard. Her pussy was squeezing down on me and just pushed me over the edge.
“Morgan come here!” I groaned. With all the strength she could muster after her massive orgasm, she flipped around and and laid on her back, below my cock. I gave a loud groan as I began to cum, shooting my thick, hot load all over her face. When I finished, she sucked the tip into her mouth, cleaning off both of our cum. I fell over, laying out on the bed. “That was amazing sweetheart…” I had to stop for a minute, panting, “...but I think I need to shower now.”.
She crawled up next to me and kissed my cheek, “Follow me then, baby.”. I took a deep breath and then stood up, ready to follow her.
“Wait, we can’t go out there like this. I don’t want to make Lexi uncomfortable. You still have my cum on your face for fuck say.” I said chuckling.
She slipped on her panties and a t-shirt. She wiped the cum off her face, “One sec.” she said and walked out of the room. After two or three minutes she came back into the room. “Lex is gonna shower with us. She said she doesn’t want things to go any further, but she’ll join us.”. I smiled and stood up, walking out into the common room.
“Well, hey there.” Lexi said when she saw mem she walked up and kissed me. She put her arm around my side and the three of us walked to the bathroom, Morgan turned the water on and felt the water, climbing into the shower and taking my hand to pull me in. Lexi began stripping down until nothing remained. She got in the shower and hugged me from behind, pressing her chest against my back.
“Mmmmmm.” I turned around and wrapped my arms around her, giving her a kiss. Morgan replace her sister’s role and hugged me from behind, pressing HER chest into my bag, reaching down and starting to stroke my cock.
“Thank you for sharing, sis.” Morgan said reaching around me for her sister and, pretty boldly, kissed her on the lips. My eyes opened wide when I saw what she was doing, and so did Lexi’s.
“...wow, Morgs…” Lexi said, “That was...that was really forward.”.
“I love you. It might not be the most normal way to show it, but I love you and I’m very grateful for what you allowed me to have.”. Lexi’s demeanor changed to a much softer one.
“...I guess you’re right.” Lexi said. She gave a sigh like she was trying to convince herself of something. She then leaned forward, pulling Morgan to her and gave her a long, deep kiss. I my eyes widened again and my spent penis began to grow again.
Lex pulled back from the kiss and looked at me, then looked down at my hardening dick. “You like this? Huh?” she coyly remarked. She extended her hand to grab my cock, but caught herself and retracted her hand, “I should probably just leave that to her…” she trailed off. We finished our shower, kind of awkwardly after that, and got out to dry off.
When we were dry, we walked back out to the main room of the basement. “I’m really tired, I’m gonna go to bed guys. Love you.” Morgan said and started heading out of the room.
“Goodnight.”
“Goodnight sweetheart.” I said as she walked out of the room and Lexi and I walked to the couch, in just towels. We turned the TV on and began watching some show.
After a while I said something to her, “Hey are you ok? You seem tense after the shower.”
“It’s just…. When I reached out…. I’m just getting really strong urges to take things further, but you know how I feel about that….”
“Lex, if you’re ready, then you’re ready, If not, don’t rush it. Take your time.” I said as I held her and stroked her hair.
“...ya know what...I’m ready. You’ve been so patient and understanding about how I feel about this. It’s the sweetest thing you could have done for me and I know I won’t regret having you be my first.”
“Are you sure about this?” I asked her one more time. She didn’t say anything in response, she simply stood up, facing me, and dropped her towel. “...Well ok then.” I said, standing up and leaving my towel, I picked her up and carried her to her room, laying her down on her bed. We began making out and she ran her hands over my body, finding my dick and playing with it. Gently batting it around and giving short, shallow strokes. I wondered if Morgan had had experience before me as she seemed to know what to do, while Lexi seemed completely uneducated on what exactly to do. I laid down on the bed and she got on top of me, continuing to grope and kiss me. I moved my hands down her body and grabbed two handfuls of her big, luscious ass. This time, there was not flinch.
“Babe, I’m ready. Put it in me.” I chuckled a little at her request.
“Someone is a bit eager.” I said, and held my dick straight up, “Your first time, you’re in control, sweetheart.”. She looked down between her legs and slowly started sitting down, getting about a half inch before she stopped moving and winced. She took a deep breath, then proceeded sitting down. She made progress little by little until it was all the way in. “No hymen?” I asked when she got all the way down and I hadn’t felt it yet.
“I broke it at cheer one day. Made this a whole lot easier.” she said with a small, chuckle, stilled pained and adjusting to the size. I nodded at her when she told me this and patiently waited for her. After awhile she started to get comfortable and slowly started bouncing up and down. “Oh, yes Dylan. That feels so good.”. She quickly got a taste for it, going faster and faster and I could feel myself starting to get close as her moaning increased in volume and pitch. “Dylan, I feel like I’m gonna pee!”
I smiled at her innocence and lack of knowledge. I took a firm hold on her hips and started to lift her and pull her back down as fast as I could, building closer and closer to both of our orgasms. I felt my balls tighten up and started getting a feeling in the base of my dick. She started to tense up too, her pussy tightening and a warm flow of her juices flooding all over my dick, “Yes! Yes!. I’m cumming! Ahhhh!” she screamed and started to convulse on top of me, semi in control of her body. I lost it, between the feeling of her tightening up and her moans of pleasure. I lost it, shooting my entire load deep inside her, reveling in the feeling.
She fell off of me and laid at my side. “That was wonderful, baby” she said kissed my cheek, “Thank you for making it so special.”
“You’re welcome, ba…..wait…. I just…” I stuttered, realizing what I just did.
“It’s fine Dylan. My mom wanted me on birth control when we started dating even though I told her it wasn’t going to happen… Guess I was wrong.” she laughed. Almost as soon as she finished speaking, Morgan busted in the room.
“I knew you guys were fucking!” she laughed as she said that.
“Morgan!” Lexi yelled, serious at first, then turning to a girlish giggle. “We’re done now anyways.”
“Oh, ok.” Morgan said with a twinge of disappointment. She started to head back to her room, but Lexi stopped her.
“Sis...do you wanna sleep in here with us?”. Morgan beamed at her sister and scampered over, crawling in bed next to me. She leaned over me and kissed Lexi, then kissed me, wishing us goodnight and cuddling against me. Lex and I laughed, I looked down at Lex and gave her a soft, tender kiss, and then we went to bed.


When I woke up in the morning I was confused and didn't know where I was. I was used to sleeping alone, so when I woke up, still with my eyes closed, I was startled and almost scared when I felt two bodies on me. I opened my eyes to see the two beautiful girls at either side of me. The night came flooding back to me and I grinned at the memory. I couldn’t move because both of them were intertwined around me. I didn’t want to disturb them so I just laid there, watching the little beauties before me, unable to be any happier than that moment.


The tragic truth to this story is, almost none of what you just read is true. It’s a fantasy that I thought up when I was sitting on the lifeguard’s chair at work in the summer. The true story is a mix of what I know and what her friends and mother told me after the fact. The truth of the matter is, we were really good friends when Jessi introduced us. We hung out all the time and became quite close. We got so close that one night when we were at her house hanging out, her father came home from some social event drunk. She confessed to me that when he got a drink or two in him he would hit her. She asked me to pretend like I left, then sneak back in her window because she was scared. I obliged her request and when I snuck back in, we hung out for a few minutes, before I had to use the bathroom and used the one attached to her room.
I did my business and as I was finishing up I heard a loud noise from her room. I hurried up and finished. When I opened the door, her father was in the room with his back to me. He was spouting off some bullshit about how ungrateful she was. He raised his hand and slapped her hard across the face. I didn’t miss a beat. In a second I had crossed the room, spun him around, got two fist fulls of his shirt and pinned him against the wall. “Who the fuck do you think you are?!?”. I was in a furry. Throwing punches and a lamp in her room at one point. All and all, he ended up with a black eye, a broken nose and a broken collar bone. I didn’t receive legal backlash because of his secret that I held. After that beating, she said that he didn’t touch her again.
I was her guardian angel and she couldn’t be more pleased with me. I wanted to ask her out, and even though she was so incredibly pleased with me, I was a pussy about it, continually putting it off waiting for the ‘perfect time’. My friends, chiefly Rob, knew that I was interested and kept pressuring me to ask her out. Eventually one night I convinced myself that that night had to be the night.
I texted: ‘Lex, I’ve been really interested in you for a while. Would you like to go to dinner tomorrow?’
...She said no. She said that we were friends but she didn’t have feelings for me in any capacity. After that, we couldn’t get back to normal. Nothing would put us back in sync like we were. We grew increasingly distant and eventually stopped talking altogether except when we saw each other halls at school, then only making small talk as a common courtesy to each other.
(This is where my information from her mother and friends comes in) Once her father had established beyond a reasonable doubt that I wasn’t coming back, that poor bastard went right back to wailing on her when he got drunk. I hadn’t even thought of that aspect of it when we stopped talking. Well one night he had a bit too much too drink and got a bit too pissed over some other bullshit reason and he killed her.
Her father was convicted and went to jail. I didn’t go to the funeral. I was to guilty and felt that it was all my fault. After another week or two, her mother and Morgan moved away to accommodate their new financial system and the fact that they were the talk of the town..


Fast forward 5 years, I’m in college. I have and apartment off campus, and I thought I had moved on. I had made peace with the situation. A few weeks ago I was low on groceries at my apartment and needed to restock. I went out to the grocery store and started picking up the supplies I needed. I turned the corner to an aisle and stopped dead in my tracks. I had seen a ghost. At the other end of the aisle stood a girl the exact height, hair color, eye color, skin tone, facial complexion, everything down to the detail of Lexi’s appearance. It was Morgan. She looked like the identical twin of the girl I knew in highschool.
I did absolutely nothing, just staring at her, not moving a muscle, in a nostalgia/guilt trip. She saw me staring at her and came over. “Hey,” she said with a smile, “can I help you?”. She didn’t recognize me.
“Uh, ya. I’m Dylan Harrison.” she gave me a confused look. She didn’t remember me at all. She thought I was cute and we started talking. I didn’t explain to her my history with her family and that she actually knew me. I didn’t want to get caught up in all the reminiscing and talking about Lex. We ended up going out to dinner that night and have been dating ever since that night.
At the time of me writing this, it is late at night and I am sitting at the desk in my room. In my bed, not 4 feet away, is Morgan, fast asleep. We had a conversation earlier this evening. She told me that she really liked me and she didn’t want any secrets between us, so she confessed to me that she used to have a sister that had been killed. I am torn on telling her and possibly jeopardizing this amazing relationship, and keeping it to myself. She is everything like her sister that I loved and at the same time is completely her own, independent person that I also love. I haven't slept in days, thinking about how she would react knowing that my leaving had cost her sister her life. It would be selfish of me not to let her know such a crucial part of my past- Of OUR past- but I couldn't Imagine having to let her go.

...What to do….?

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Please forgive and excuse any spelling, grammatical or other errors. I have literally written this in a night from the time of her falling asleep to when I am publishing this.

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