It was humiliating, of course—except then there was Lauren, ordered to beg her step-brother for his dick. She was on her hands and knees beside them, but wasn’t moving, wasn’t speaking. He let it slide, though; his first move was to settle in behind Kylee and start pumping into her. Unlike the blowjob, this she didn’t mind so much—she was squealing and grunting and moaning like she was on cloud nine.
DJ snapped his fingers at Taylor and gestured; taking the hint, she moved to flank Kylee with Evelyn. He fingered them both roughly as he fucked her, and with their skirts hiked up to bare most of their butts, he spanked them every time he felt like their pleading to have a turn wasn’t sincere enough. (Taylor got spanked more, which she thought was completely unfair, since Lauren wasn’t even trying.)
Finally he bucked Kylee off of him, sending her sprawling across the tile floor in a heap as he switched over to Evelyn. She gyrated her hips and narrated exactly what she was doing with her pelvic muscles to heighten his pleasure; it seemed to be working because soon he gave her the same treatment as Kylee. As he positioned himself Taylortits—ugh, my name is Taylor, not Taylortits—he directed Kylee and Evelyn to make out for his amusement. Evelyn pounced on the raven-haired beauty in an instant.
Still, he didn’t stick it in Taylor’s pussy. What was he waiting for? “Um, like, are you gonna drill Taylortits’ snatchy snatch? ’Cause she suuuuper wants you to!” And she did, really—she was goddamn horny now, and she at least wanted some decent sex to balance out the rest of this whole maddening encounter.
“I’ll fuck you, slut… just as soon as you get Lauren over here and involved.”
Taylor look over at Lauren, who was now looking back wide-eyed. Touching that bitch Lauren in a sexual way was the last thing she ever wanted to do on this earth, but… DJ had asked for it. There was no sense being intolerant of a simple request that didn’t really cost her a thing. Forcing down the dread and self-loathing, she turned to the fake coach bitch and did her best.
“Lauren? Come on, don’t you wanna get fucked? His cock is like super DUPER hard for us, and I just know we’ll love it. Taylortits is a big ol’ slutty slut, but she knows his will be the biggest bestest cock of all. Come on over here, Coachy, and let’s be little fuck sluts together! It’ll be SO fun and I can suck your tits or lick your pussy or whatever you want and I’ll mmmmf!”
She was cut off as Lauren suddenly put a hand over her mouth, rising to her knees. “Sorry, I know it’s funny and all, but God is she fucking annoying.”
DJ laughed. Kylee squealed as Evelyn’s index finger gave her asshole a working over like she had with Taylor earlier. “C’mon over. Let me get a handle on those tits of yours.” DJ lifted Taylor out of the splits and into a standard doggy style position, then she felt him pat her ass. A moment later, Lauren was sitting on top of her butt; the added weight was brutal on her poor knees, but Taylortits didn’t have the luxury of complaining.
And so DJ began drilling her pussy finally as he sucked on his step-sister’s tits, the latter no longer fighting the rising tide of lust at being groped and squeezed by him. Taylor didn’t much care what he did to the other girl as long as he kept fucking her; his girth felt incredible inside her.
It went on for some time before he paused; she heard a disappointed pouty noise from Lauren above her. “Moment of truth, Laur,” he said, panting. “I can keep going and cum in this bitch, or you can find out what you’ve been missing. Up to you.”
“I don’t know…” she said hesitantly.
His voice address the whole group. “Girls, tell her what you think she should do. Be honest.”
“Oooh! Oooh ooh ooh!” Kylee cried out, like she was eager to give an answer in class. “You totally should! He’s got a nice cock, and like, you’re not actually related or anything so big whoop. I totally made out with my cousin whose dad married my aunt once and it was totally OK!”
God, you somehow still manage to sound even dumber than I can pull off.
“I say go for it,” said Evelyn. “I’d be lying if I said he was the best lay I’ve ever had, but always better to risk regretting trying something than to risk regretting not trying it, right? Go wild, doll.”
My turn. “And like, Taylortits totally wants his cum in her! So no, you shouldn’t because his cock is the bestest and she wants it all for her slutty self!”
“Well that settles it,” Lauren said. “I’ll do it, if for no other reason than to spite this cunt.”
She practically leapt off Taylor’s back, tackling DJ backwards onto the cold tile floor. She impaled herself on him almost immediately, sitting up and riding him in a steady rhythm as she thrashed her hair from side to side.
“Holy FUCK DJ, I finally fucking get it. You’re… you’re… you’re fucking amazing,” she moaned.
DJ snapped his fingers to the other girls, who quickly came over to surround the happy couple. At his direction, Kylee and Evelyn took a boob apiece and started sucking and squeezing and fondling. Lauren’s whole body quivered from the overload of it all.
“Um, like, what about Taylortits?” she asked, feeling a bit wounded at being overlooked. He pointed, and her heart dropped into her gut as she saw where. Still, even though it was her hated rival… some things just had to be tolerated.
Taylor dropped onto her hands and knees and crawled around behind Lauren’s back, then leaned down and started licking at her ass. It was horrible and degrading and disgusting and humiliating and she would never ever be able to look Lauren in the eye ever again. She’d definitely never be able to look at Lauren from behind again.
Lauren, however, shrieked at the added sensation and started bouncing and rocking herself with wild abandon, relying almost entirely on her trio of cheerleader sluts to keep her aloft. Soon—or maybe it was an hour, she couldn’t tell how long she was tongueing the bitch’s ass—Lauren and DJ came in unison, though she still trembled and gyrated for some time after until he was finally too soft to be of any more good to her. The four girls, exhausted from their respective labors, all fell backwards onto the tile floor, panting alongside DJ.
Once they recovered, he guided them to the locker room’s shower area; he personally washed each of them one by one. Kylee and Evelyn kept making out when they weren’t being attended to, then he had the four of them group up to wash him. When they eventually finished, they went back to the locker room area where the four girls sat around naked, taking shifts of a few minutes at a time licking and sucking at DJ’s cock while someone’s hands—his, another girl’s, whoever’s—probed around at their tits and pussies. Everyone lost count of their orgasms.
There was a commotion at the door, and suddenly, there was the rest of the squad. Even knowing there had been an orgy in the planning here, they gaped at the site of their captain—Taylor, not Lauren, she reminded herself—and three of their senior members engaged in it.
“So who won?” Lauren asked, and the naked girls all fell to giggling.
“You’re looking at him,” said DJ.
Chapter Eleven
The party that happened at Morgan’s house that night was as incomprehensible in its inception as it was in DJ’s hazy memories of it—which is to say, he couldn’t begin to understand how such a thing had happened.
Some of it he remembered. After the orgy with the cheerleading squad, he’d been more or less drunk with power. Someone on the squad had asked someone else within his hearing if there was anything exciting going on after the game, and DJ spontaneously interjected to tell them all there was a big party happening at his house.