chapter 9 - made bet with bro now sister need to blow (R18+)

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Chapter 9

Faith avoided me the next couple days, spending much of the time with her friends except when our parents were home, and either choosing not to masturbate, or to secretly violate the terms of the wager. I was worried I might have pushed things too far, but it was awful fun, and I knew she'd be coming back to me eventually.

One night, as we were having a family dinner together, in front of the television, Mom spoke up. "Oh, I forgot to mention, your cousins called. They're back from their trip, and want to know if you want to come over tomorrow, go swimming or something."

"Sure," Faith said. "I can't wait to talk to Lara about her trip." I thought it might be fun to see Lara too. Maybe I'd get pussy that day after all.

I have five cousins. Two of which live on the other side of the country. The other three live in my city. Todd, age 19, Lara, age 15, and Mikey, age 16. They're my Dad's brother's kids. They live on the other side of town, in a nice neighborhood, thanks to Aunt Sharon's family money. They're a lot more well-off than we are. We hadn't seen them for a while, since they took a big trip to Europe right as summer started. It wasn't a special occasion, they go somewhere every year.

We're not just cousins, we're friends, at least most of us. Not as much with Todd, who tormented Mikey and I when we were younger and ignored my sister ever since she broke one of his models. But Faith was pretty close to Lara and looked up to her, and thought Mikey was funny. I'm closest to Mikey. He's like a much more awkward version of myself, and we got along well, like how brothers are supposed to be. Lara was a little different. I liked her, but I've also wanted to fuck her since I was twelve... which I guess makes her a little like my sister, only without the arguments. Sometimes I get signs Lara might be interested, but I'd never made any move because she was family. If it didn't work out, things would get awkward. Well, now I've already crossed that line with Faith. What was one more relative?

The next day, I drove Faith there. I let her sit in the front seat this time, and she wore a skirt, giving me a nice look at her pale-skinned, unblemished legs, while reminding me even more of what was still covered. The access was easy. Wearing something like that was practically an invitation, and I accepted that invitation. When I drove along the secluded side streets, free of much traffic, I let my right hand cross over the divider between our seats, and up her leg. Underneath the skirt, she had panties on, but it didn't take much concentration to get underneath those, even while I was driving. I rubbed her pussy slowly, carefully. It was a little dry at first, but very soon became slick with her juices. In the mirror, I watched her face as little twitches played across it. She was trying to control her expression and not give me the satisfaction of displaying an effect, but her pussy couldn't lie, and her face didn't do it well.

I must have fingered her for five or ten minutes on the car ride before I pulled out and drove the last few turns to our cousin's place.

My oldest cousin Todd answered the door. He was a fairly built guy who had a small weight bench in his room, and talked about it a lot. He wore a tank top and shorts, and had sunglasses on a chain around his neck. He was superficially nice, welcoming me in and shaking my hand, but he always squeezed a little too tight and I still had those lingering memories of him beating up me and his brother when we were younger, so I didn't like him much.

He asked how we were, took a look at my car, subtly insulted it compared to his own BMW, and then pointed us towards the backyard.

Lara was sitting on the edge of the large pool. She was blonde, and her skin was more tanned than usual, undoubtedly due to a lot of time spent on European beaches. She wore a yellow bikini that clung tightly to her pear-sized beasts. I could see tanlines poking up from the bottom part of her swimsuit, but there were none on her bikini top. I imagined her sunning herself on the beaches of Europe, where toplessness was supposedly okay, and cursed that our family was never invited along.

Mikey was on the diving board, looking ready to jump off when he saw us. He looked about as usual, except with his hair wet instead of poofed up. He looked like the before picture to his brother's after, in some kind of ad for a weightlifting program. There wasn't much fat on him, but not much muscle either. If I had the same type of features as them, I could have been there too, somewhere in the middle ground between them, maybe as an example of the benefits of the program "after only a few weeks". Mikey waved and cannonballed into the water with a big splash, then swam to our side of the pool.

We exchanged greetings, talked about their trip a little, and then changed into our swimsuits. I had long swim trunks and only needed a second. Faith, being a girl, needed longer. She eventually came out, wearing that green bikini she once wore half of in the shower with me. I almost got a boner from the memory alone, not to mention how she looked in it.

We swam a while, played some two-on-two water basketball (in which I got to "accidentally" grab Lara's boobs while trying to steal the ball), had some pizza rolls and colas, and just generally spent time together. We mostly stayed in our swimsuits, even when we were inside. With that much flesh to look at, my gaze kept falling on either my sister or Lara, distracting me from talking to Mikey. I don't know if he noticed. I think he was distracted too.

One incident had Mikey and I talking about some sports, and I could barely follow his side of the conversation, because on the other side of the room Lara and Faith were talking about her dance lessons. Then they got up and Faith demonstrated to Lara something, raising her leg very high, like you see in ballet. Lara tried to copy the move. Having both of them in tight bikinis, raising their legs provocatively was quite a sight. I noticed Mikey had gone silent too.

Lara lost her balance and stumbled, laughing. "I don't think I have it in me to do that."

"I'm sure you can be flexible enough," Faith said. "You just need a little training." I could just imagine. I'd love to help her with her flexibility by pinning her legs behind her ears until she got used to it while I fucked her.

"Maybe, but the choreography for your stuff is too rigid and complicated. I prefer spontaneous, freestyle." She moved her body sexily in a music-less dance.

"It's not so bad. I like it. Sometimes it's nice to just not have to make any decisions, you know? You just do what you're supposed to do when you're supposed to do it. That's all. If you do exactly what you're told and they don't like you, it's not your fault, you were just told the wrong thing."

I must have spent minutes watching, imagining. I had loads of wrong things I wanted to tell her to do. Eventually Mikey got my attention and once again drew me into a conversation about the teams we followed.

A half hour later, after we'd returned to the pool to do a little more swimming, Todd came down from his room and met us there. "Hey, I'm going to grab a coffee, you guys want anything?"

Lara wanted an iced cappachino. I asked for an iced coffee with three sugars. Mikey wanted something to eat, asking for a combo from a sub place near the coffee shop, which prompted Lara to ask for a sub too. "Okay, I'm not going to be able to get all that. One of you guys have to come with me."

Lara volunteered. She hadn't dropped back into the pool yet, so was still dry, and just pulled on a t-shirt and shorts and left with her brother, to my disappointment. Once they pulled out of the driveway, Mikey got out of the pool and said, "I'm going to go inside for a while, maybe watch a movie or something in the basement. Want to come, Mark?"

I knew what he was up to. Since we were young, sometimes we'd sneak down to the basement and watch porn on one of his dad's satellite channels. I looked across the pool at my sister, who was shooting some basketball shots by herself. The backyard was well obscured from prying eyes, with a high fence and lots of trees. "Why don't you go ahead," I said. "I'll join you in a few minutes."

He looked at me funny, but left. I slipped into the pool and behind my sister. She hadn't noticed we were alone. I slid my hand under her butt, attacking her from below, and she yelped. "Mark!" she whispered, looking about frantically. "Not here."

"Shhh," I said. "Nobody's watching. We're alone. Just relax. I'm collecting on the bet." I felt her up there, in the pool, for about ten minutes, keeping an eye on the sliding glass door to the house, before I heard Todd's car pull back in. My finger withdrew and Faith swam away from me quickly, blushing a deep red.

I got my coffee and also grabbed Mikey's sub combo and brought it to him downstairs in the basement. There was no porn on the screen. He was looking at me strangely. I passed him his food. "Here you go, sorry I got a little held up."

"I saw what you were doing with Faith," he said

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