Sins Of Her Sister

Chapter 4

R yan

Obnoxiously spinning out of the school parking lot with Blaze, we head toward his house to prepare for tonight. I decided not to tell him about my encounter with my step-sister. I don't need him questioning it. I won’t be able to form a clear thought if he asks why I need to mess with her. Hell, half of the time, I don’t even know. With the mommy and daddy issues I have accumulated over the years, on top of every other issue I have, the world may never know. When Layla ignored me, and I crowded her space, her sweet coconut scent drifted to my nose and I couldn't help myself. I had to find out if she tasted as sweet as she acts.

“What are the plans for tonight? Netflix and chill?” He smirks at me from the driver's seat, wiggling his eyebrows.

“No, we’re going to Braxton and Aaron's party,” I say, keeping my eyes forward. Aaron and I occasionally hookup on the low so I wouldn’t miss one of his parties. Also, I need to pay a visit to someone attending the party. There’s no better opportunity. It’s always bothered me, seeing Layla bullied by someone else. Now it’s time I did something about it. I'm possessive of my toys, whether I plan to take care of them or not. So tonight, Vanessa will learn not to touch things that belong to me.

We rush inside once we got to Blaze’s house. His parents are out of town for the weekend, which makes it the perfect place to pregame. Grabbing the whiskey from the cabinet, I start to make my way upstairs to get ready. I keep a stash of clothes at Blaze’s house since I like to avoid going home as much as possible. Opening up my personal drawer, I pull out my fishnet stockings, black shorts with fringe at the bottom, and my red leather corset. I plan on looking hot as fuck while I accomplish my goal tonight. I wear my Converse sneakers again, thinking I might get into some trouble tonight, so I’ll be able to run easily if necessary.

After getting dressed, I apply my dark red lipstick when Blaze walks into the room, stopping in his tracks.

“Damn, baby. You’re looking fine as hell. Are you sure you don't want to stay in? Maybe I could persuade you?” He gives me puppy dog eyes, with one dimple peeking through his pout.

“Nope,” I say, popping the P. Blaze narrows his eyes at me, his eyebrows almost touching in the middle. “I’m on a mission tonight.” I smirk at him as I spray my favorite perfume that smells like lavender with a hint of vanilla.

“Oh, hell no… You didn’t tell me we were looking for trouble tonight, Ry. I thought we were just going to have a good time,” he bursts out from behind me.

“Blaze, when have I ever gone and just had a good time without causing a little commotion?” I ask, turning to face him. It’s not that I can’t have calm nights in, but wrecking chaos satiates this hunger in me. And after the day I’ve had, it's foaming at the mouth. Blaze gives me a pointed look.

“Fine, but the moment it becomes way too much, I'm carrying your ass back home,” he says sternly, making it a little bit harder for me to take him seriously.

“Okay, Daddy,” I flirt, batting my fake eyelashes at him.

“Fuck off!” he growls, walking out of the room. Blaze is the only guy I ever call Daddy and it always hits the spot. I give myself one final glance in the full length mirror, making sure I am satisfied with how I look. Oh Vanessa, I'm coming for you.

The party's in full swing when we arrive. I walk up to the door to be greeted by Aaron himself. Aaron is tall and covered in tattoos from his neck down. He’s a piece of artwork with his dirty blonde hair, icy blue eyes, gauges in his ears, and a lip piercing hugging his bottom lip. His tongue is pierced as well—and that tongue can do tricks for days. The thought makes my pussy twitch. He looks at me from head to toe, biting the corner of his lower lip.

“Well, isn’t this a pleasant surprise?” he says playfully. I smirk at him, and as I'm about to flirt back, Blaze swings a protective arm around me. Here we go. Though Blaze and I are not dating, he's never been okay with sharing my attention with anyone else.

“Yes, Aaron. Thank you for inviting us to your lovely home.” The sarcasm is dripping from each word that leaves his mouth, his eyes wide as he and Aaron have a stare off.

“Okay, boys… that's enough. There's drinks to be drunk and games to be played.” I wink at Aaron and squeeze past him, but he softly holds my wrist, keeping me back as Blaze enters the house.

“Find me before you leave, babe,” he whispers, nibbling on my earlobe before letting me go.

As soon as I walk in, I spot my target standing by the drinks. Vanessa is already five sheets to the wind. After downing a couple drinks of cranberry and whiskey, I’m ready to play. I search for Blaze and find him chilling on the couch with his friends from school, Danny and Jax. I figure I’m in the clear so I stalk off to find my victim. Walking around the corner and down the hallway, I get a glimpse of Vanessa entering the bathroom by herself. Damn! It must be my lucky night. I couldn't have planned this any better. I slink behind her before she can fully close the door, realizing the bitch is too far gone that she didn’t even try to completely shut the door. Within seconds, I lock the door, flip the light off, twist her hair around my hand, and pull her back against me. Before she can make a sound, I smash her cheek and chest against the wall utilizing my height and weight. Vanessa gasps, but she’s slowly comprehending the scene.

“I hear you like to mess with things that aren't yours, Vanessa. I’m going to give you this warning only once,” I say into her ear, slipping out my bedazzled, black knife from my bra that I always keep on me. I unravel her hair from my fist and step back, only to forcefully cover her mouth with my hand, holding her head against my shoulder. Running the sharp end up her leg, under her mini skirt, I leave a light blood trail. Vanessa gasps and squirms as I tap the cold blade on her pussy.

“Try not to move too much, whore. This blade will slice you up real good,” I tell her as she starts to hyperventilate, mascara running down her face. “Layla Thomas is off limits . If I ever see you mess with her again, look in her direction, or breathe the same air in her vicinity… I'll kill you, bitch. I promise to smile while I do it,” I threaten her, my voice grim.

With a quick flick of my wrist, I nick the outside of her pussy, making sure to leave a mark so she thinks of me when she’s out being a slut. In one swift move, I slam her head into the tile wall, hard enough to knock her out without causing any more damage to her tiny brain. Once she's on the ground, unconscious, I drag her body to the bathtub and close the shower curtain. If anyone happens to see her, they'll assume she got too drunk and passed out. Now, I let the real fun begin. I smirk as I flip the light switch and leave the bathroom.

Joining Blaze on the couch, I catch a flash of black hair from the corner of my eye. Looking up, I see Layla in the middle of the dance area, swaying her hips in front of her best friend while she grinds on her from behind. “Where have you been, baby?” Blaze asks, throwing his arm on the couch behind me and taking a swig of his drink.

“Oh, I was just using the bathroom,” I answer, ripping my eyes away from my step-sister. Finally meeting Blaze’s gaze, he knows I'm lying. He can read me like an open book. I'm thankful he's not calling me out on it right now, I’m not in the mood. The couch dips when he gets up and pulls my arm with him.

“ Where are we going?” I ask, tripping over my own feet as I trail him.

“You said there were games to be played. So, I think it's time for a game of beer pong!” He grins and winks at me over his shoulder. Some of the alcohol in my system has worn off since my incident with Vanessa and beer pong could be what I need to loosen up.

Walking outside to the back patio, I catch sight of the large crowd of people out here. The twins really do have an incredible house with an amazing backyard. The patio has fairy lights hanging from the roof, casting a glow on the party outside. A stocked bar sits to my left and a fully furnished, occupied patio to my right. The infinity pool with a built in hot tub is situated just ten feet from where we stand. The furniture has been moved to make room for the beer pong table in the middle with people gathered around, watching. When Blaze leads me to the table, Braxton and Aaron are setting up for the next game. I catch Aaron checking me out before his lustful gaze meets mine.

“You guys down for a game?” Aaron asks, looking over at Blaze.

“Hell yeah, we are!” Blaze excitedly shouts, wrapping his arm around my shoulders.

“Okay, but Ryan’s on my team if you want to play,” Aaron says in a serious tone, sucking the excitement from Blaze’s face. I can’t control the smile trying to break free from his audacity. I can sense that Blaze has an argument on the tip of his tongue.

“Bullshit! Ryan’s always on my team!” he says, his shoulders squared. Have I mentioned how possessive he is? Sometimes I wonder if his feelings run deeper than he will admit to me, but I'm too afraid to question it and ruin our friendship. Blaze is my rock—I don't know what I would do without him. I could never do anything to mess that up.

“Like I said…” Aaron pauses, going back to setting up the last cups as if he doesn't have a care in the world. “Either Ryan is on my team or you're not playing.” He smirks as he sets down the last cup. Before Blaze can say anything, I hold my hand up.

“Let's make this interesting,” I say looking between all three of the guys. “If you and Braxton can beat me and Aaron, I'll do whatever you want,” I say seductively to Blaze. Batting my eyes at him, I know he won’t be able to resist the challenge.

“Okay, and what do you guys get if Braxton and I lose?” he asks, leaning forward with both palms on the table.

“Same thing. We get whatever we want from you two,” I say, knowing I've got him where I want him. Blaze’s jaw clenches.

“Should've taken me up on Netflix and chill because when I'm done, you and Aaron won't be able to walk straight for a week,” he smugly says, nodding up once in Aaron’s direction. Feeling the heat starting to form in my stomach, I shove it down and walk over to Aaron’s side.

I instantly feel the body heat behind me as I reach our side of the table, a warm palm rests against my ass. I turn my head slightly, and if looks could kill, Aaron would be dead weight on the floor at this instant. Blaze glares at Aaron’s hand like he wants to burn it to ashes. I catch his eyes and they’re full of warning. Unfortunately, I've never listened well. Doing the opposite of what I should has always been a helluva good time. Leaning back against Aaron and holding a stare off with Blaze, I feel Aaron lightly rubbing his mouth and nose up the side of my neck. It's almost like he can’t get enough of me. I’d be lying if I said that didn’t make me hot.

“This isn't the only game I want to be playing with you tonight,” Aaron whispers in my ear, causing goosebumps to rise on my neck. I open my eyes when Blaze yells from across the table.

“Are we fucking playing or what?!” he calls out in frustration. Someone definitely needs a few more drinks.

Down to the last two cups, it's my turn and I'm facing off with my best friend. Missing my shot and irritated as ever, I watch as Blaze sets up to shoot his.

3... 2… 1… swoosh ! He makes it into the cup. Aaron curses under his breath and Blaze's victorious smile is shining bright. As Aaron and I walk up to the winners, Braxton speaks up for the first time tonight.

“I'm gonna let Blaze have fun with the winnings by himself. I’ve got somewhere to be,” he says hurriedly. Giving his brother and Blaze a nod, he's off before anyone can utter a word. Out of the twins, Braxton has always been the quiet and mysterious one. Aaron is the life of the party— joking, smiling, and making sure everyone is having a good time.

“So, bestie… What do you want us to do?” I ask excitedly. A feeling of thrill bubbles through my body when I realize the mischievous, up-to-nogood look plastered on Blaze's face.

“Is there anywhere private the three of us can go?” he asks Aaron.

“Yeah, my room is off limits so it should be good,” Aaron replies, raising an eyebrow at Blaze, probably foreseeing where the night is going.

Blaze locks the door to Aaron’s room. Next thing I know, he's grabbing me by my hair, smashing my mouth up to his, a moan escapes me as his tongue teasingly asks for access. I oblige and open my mouth, letting him take full control. Blaze sucks my tongue into his mouth and when our kisses start to get erratic, he lightly bites down and pulls away. I throw him a pouty look as I watch him walk toward the bed and sit with his back against the headboard.

“I want a strip show first, Ry. Show Daddy what he wants to see. I was the winner after all,” he orders, clasping his hands on his lap.

Aaron throws on music through his speakers and the song ‘ Desire ’ by Meg Myers starts to play. The music is flowing through my body when I kick off my shoes and get ready to put on a show. I feel the alcohol working and the heat in my body rises from having two sets of eyes give me every ounce of their attention. Slowly undoing the button on my shorts, I sway my hips and gently push them down my legs. Once completely off, I move my body smoothly, run my hands through my hair, then down to tweak my nipples. Aaron’s behind me in no time, running his hands from my thighs to my hips while placing kisses along my neck.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Ry,” Aaron softly whispers against my skin. I feel Blaze’s eyes searing into my skin, following the kisses Aaron places on me. “The things I want to do with this perfect body… I want to worship it.” Aaron’s voice is deep with need. Closing my eyes at Aaron's words, I feel the satisfaction of hearing them. He moves his hands to the back of my corset to undo the clips until my breasts fall freely. My trusty knife falls to the hardwood floor with a clang. Blaze’s eyes follow the knife as it skids inches from my feet as he gives me a questioning look.

“You can never be too careful,” I say, shrugging.

One hand cups my pussy under the fishnet stockings and lace thong, while the other slides up to knead my breast. Aaron is slowly tweaking my nipple, his tongue still moving along my neck. I can't control the moan that comes from my mouth as I throw my head back against his shoulder.

“Fuck, Daddy…” I whimper staring into Blaze's eyes. I know this is going to rile him up and I can already see the intensity in his eyes. “That feels so fucking good, Aaron,” I moan. Seeing Blaze's eyes turn completely dark with jealousy and lust, I roll my hips against Aaron’s erection. I turn around to undo Aaron’s pants, pushing them down his legs and making sure to bend all the way over to give Blaze a full view of me from behind.

As Aaron kicks his pants to the side, he runs his fingers through my hair and fists my strands, keeping my head down. Suddenly, Blaze cups my pussy from behind, sliding two fingers in making me gasp. He groans at the sound of his fingers driving into me.

“Damn, Ry. You’re fucking dripping. I have to taste you.” Ripping my fishnets apart and pulling my thong to the side, Blaze drops to his knees, fiercely sucking my clit into his mouth. He begins to slide his tongue down, finding my entrance and starts fucking me with it.

“Fuck, baby… If I was to have one last meal, I’d devour this pussy until my dying breath,” he says between licks. I would complain about him ruining my favorite pair of fishnets, but he feels too damn good for me to care now. While Blaze is devouring me from behind, I fist Aaron’s hard cock. His girth and length make my mouth water. Wiping the drool from the corner of my mouth with the tip of his dick, Aaron grabs my chin and forces our eyes to meet.

“How wet are you, baby? I can smell your arousal from here. Do you like being a dirty slut for us?” Aaron asks me with hunger in his eyes. Shoving the tip of his cock into my mouth, I can taste the precum as I start sucking the head.

Blaze pulls his face away and grabs me by my hair, my back hitting his muscular chest. He tilts his head down, taking a quick look at my profile, then flattens his tongue over my cheek, down to my chin where I left some of Aaron’s precum.

“Answer him, baby. Do you like being a slut for us?” Blaze tugs on my hair, his other hand moving along my stomach.

“Yes… I love being a slut for you. Both of you. Please…” I practically beg as my wetness drips down my thigh. Aaron is staring at me with half lidded eyes, a sexy smirk glued to his pretty face as he lazily strokes his cock.

“Go lie on the bed,” Blaze orders. I’m usually the one in control, but it feels right when Blaze takes over. Doing as he says, I walk to the bed and get comfortable. Blaze diverts his gaze to Aaron. Aaron bites his lip as they stare at each other and Blaze takes off his shirt, grabbing it from the back to pull it over his head.

Blaze grabs Aaron by the nape of his neck and crashes his mouth to his. You can see them fighting for dominance, but it's clear that Blaze holds all the power in this room. Blaze runs his hand down Aaron’s tight muscles and abs, but before he can get any further, Aaron huffs.

“Fuck, Blaze… Please fucking touch me. I want to feel your hands on my cock,” he murmurs. I would have never thought Aaron was into guys but fuck if it's not making my pussy drip with arousal. Watching the two go at it, I rub my inner thigh. I’m tempted to touch myself but decide to wait and let them get me off.

Blaze spits in his palm and takes hold of Aaron’s length, stroking it slowly and teasing his fingers on the tip to spread the precum. Blaze covers his forefinger in precum and brings it to Aaron’s mouth.

“Be a good boy and suck,” he instructs. Watching Aaron open his mouth and wrap his tongue around Blaze's finger… Fuck me. Absent-mindedly, I pinch at my nipple as my other hand circles my clit, eliciting a moan from me. If this isn’t heaven, leave me in fucking hell. Blaze turns his head toward me.

“Did I say you could touch yourself?” His eyes bore into me. My mouth falls open and I freeze. Well, damn.

“Give Ryan the attention she deserves,” he tells Aaron. Being the good boy that he is, Aaron puts his knees on the bed and bends down until his face is right at my pussy. He kisses the inside of my thighs, slowly dragging his tongue until he reaches the apex of my thigh.

“Stop teasing me!” I pout, ready to kick and scream.

“Tell me what you want, baby girl. You want me here?” he asks, as he moves his mouth to the other side of my pussy.

“Or what about here?” Aaron asks again as he moves to the area right above my clit without losing eye contact.

“Fuck, Aaron… Please put your fucking mouth on my goddamn clit, now!” I beg. I'm completely at his mercy at this point with both of his hands firmly holding my legs, spread out on the bed. He finally moves his mouth to where I need him the most. Taking me into his mouth, he uses his tongue ring to push me closer to the edge.

“Fuck… That feels amazing! Don't stop!” I moan uncontrollably. Blaze is taking off the rest of his clothing before settling in between Aaron’s legs. He kneels down to spread Aaron’s ass cheeks and spits on his back hole before burying his face fully in between Aaron. I can tell he's doing it right as Aaron's breath hitches and he moans deeply around my clit.

“Mother fucker!” Aaron groans as he closes his eyes.

“Oh, yeah… You like that, A? You like the way my tongue feels sliding in and out of this tight, pink hole? Th is is one of the nicest asses I’ve ever eaten. Fuck, you taste so good,” Blaze says, barely taking the time to come up for air. Aaron adds a finger into my pussy and starts pumping slowly before he enters another. Blaze taps Aaron’s hip for him to lift up slightly. Blaze reaches around to stroke Aaron’s dick while going to town eating his ass.

“Fuuuck me…” Aaron mumbles while still attacking my clit with his tongue. Seeing two hot as fuck guys devour each other is the hottest thing I've ever seen in my life. Aaron adds a third finger into my pussy and I can't control the orgasm quickly building in my core. Falling over the edge, I feel higher than I've ever felt in my entire life.

“Fuck, Aaron… fuu…fuuuck! Please, baby…” I moan as I soak Aaron’s face in my cum. When I finally come back down, Blaze raises up and leans over Aaron to kiss me.

“I think it’s time I fulfill my promise,” he says into my mouth. With no effort, Blaze picks me up, forcing me to swing my legs around him as he plunges his enormous cock into my pussy. Thank God, Blaze works out. With my size, no one else would ever be able to throw me around like a rag doll the way he does.

“Oh God, babe! Fuuuuck,” I moan into his neck.

“You like that, baby?” he asks as he sucks on my neck, making sure to leave a mark.

“Yes… Yes… God, yes! Please don't stop,” I sob, my nails digging into his shoulders. Blaze's cock is relentlessly pumping into me. I find Aaron watching us with lustful eyes. My eyes roam down his nicely built body and he’s already stroking his dick, nice and slow, teasing the head with his precum. I watch as he gathers the fluid with his thumb and brings it to his mouth again. The image makes my pussy spasm around Blaze's cock and the heat in my belly feels stronger.

“Goddammit… This pussy is so fucking good, but tonight it’s not just mine.” Blaze tears his eyes away from me.

“Aaron, go lie on the bed,” he demands.

Aaron is lying on his back with his erection standing up straight, begging to be fucked. Walking toward the bed while still moving me up and down his cock, Blaze pulls out of me and places me on top of Aaron, forcing me to sink my pussy onto his waiting dick that fills my pussy in the most delightful way. Slowly, I start grinding my hips on top of him, sliding up and down his length.

“Fuck, Ryan… That feels so damn good,” Aaron moans.“You like that cock, baby? Yeah, just like that,” he says as I start to ride him harder, his fingers digging into my hips.“Use me, baby… Own this cock like it's yours,” he groans, looking at where we connect.

Kneeling behind me, Blaze places his hand on my back, moving me to bend over Aaron. My tits swing over his chest as I ride him, shooting a tingle up my spine. Blaze raises Aaron’s legs and it pushes him further into me. I hear Blaze spit, but I don't feel the wetness.

“This might hurt a little.” I hear Blaze chuckle. Before either Aaron or I could react, Aaron loses his breath, and I hear the wet sounds of Blaze settling his dick into Aaron’s hole. Aaron bites his lower lip, his grip on my flesh getting tighter.

“I can feel you relaxing, A,” Blaze grunts as he starts pumping in and out of him. “You like this tight hole filled with my cock?” he mutters, watching himself disappear inside Aaron. Aaron relaxes under me while Blaze fucks him slowly.

“Fuck, yes…shit!” Aaron says as Blaze fucks into him more, their cocks thrusting in tandem.

“Fuck, this feels so good,” I moan. I've never experienced anything like this and I am definitely coming back for seconds. On the verge of another orgasm, Blaze pushes his tongue inside my ass. He pulls away and inserts a finger, then another.

“Fuck, baby… You’re taking my fingers so well. You like ha ving both your pussy and ass filled, don’t you?” Blaze breathes into my ear. I’m shocked at how good and full I feel with Aaron fucking me in my pussy and Blaze finger fucking me in the ass, adding in the mental image of Blaze fucking Aaron at the same time.

“Shit, I've never felt so full and so good,” I tell them, moaning like a slut getting a new dildo on Christmas morning. I'm in euphoria.

“Fuck, man… She's loving this. Her tight pussy is soaking me,” Aaron says breathlessly.

“Fuck, I’m about to…” I couldn’t form a full sentence anymore as I squirt all over Aaron’s cock and abs. Damn, I've never done that before.

“Oh my God…” Blaze pulls out of Aaron, whips me around, and pushes me down to my knees.

“Open up, princess.” Doing as he says, he jerks his cock and shoots his hot load down my throat. I swallow every drop. “Fuck, Ry… You’re being such a good girl for us,” Blaze praises from above, affectionately running his finger along my jaw. Hey, I never said I couldn’t be a good girl. Something about him praising me causes my clit to pulse again.

Still on my knees, Aaron stands in front of me, furiously jerking his cock. He shoves his hard length into my mouth, making me suck my juices off. He holds the back of my head as I feel hot ropes of cum shooting into my mouth.

“Take it all, baby. I don't want you to waste a drop.” Feeling some of his release dripping from my mouth, Aaron pulls me to my feet and uses his tongue to slide it back in, kissing me and tasting both of their releases.

Lying back on the bed and out of breath, all I can think about is… this was not what I planned for the rest of my night, but I have no regrets.