Dreaming of Demonic Sisters

Sorry, I meant to get this out yesterday, but guess what?

I got a virus. From friggin facebook. I mean, seriously? I only get on it like twice a month.

I got it off, and it wasn't too harmfull, just pissed me off.

I should have the next chapter out in a few hours

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After the delicious food at the restaurant, Blue dragged us off to a park, apparently to take a break from the sightseeing. We kind of just… went along with it.

It was getting too hot out here, and I was starting to get a little pissed off for pretty much no apparent reason while we were just sitting there- until I saw it.

An ice cream shop across the road.

I looked over at Blue, about ready to start whining if she said that I couldn’t go get any, cause that was what I was going to ask her, but she was already waving me off.

Yeah yeah, I know, I’m like, really childish.

I mean, I’m what, three years older than her, and I need to get her permission to get ice cream?

Well, I guess I was unconsciously trying to make sure that she didn’t get bitchy about anything that I’d done.

I may also need to borrow some money from her to actually buy the ice cream, though I guess I could probably find a way to get Seth to treat us all.

Eventually we were all over there, waiting for the ice cream. Because they stalked me.

Stalkers.

Well, that meant that I didn’t have to worry about anyone getting jealous of my ice cream and trying to steal it or push my face in it, or vice versa.

Ugh, I hate cones. Too crunchy and dry.

I got a Popsicle!

I didn’t even decide on it, either. Blue did. I guess she got tired of me agonizing over whether to get vanilla or chocolate.

I blame Seth. We only had one flavor at his house, so I couldn’t figure out if I wanted another kind for old times sake, or to just… keep… boring myself.

And guess what it was?!

Vanilla!

Who the hell likes plain old vanilla?

Well, I do, and sometimes I‘d, well…

Fuck it.

And no, I didn’t mean it that way. Pervs.

It’d be too cold.

Now if that wasn’t a duh moment for you.

That, and it’d be really creepy. Was that even possible? I mean, maybe for masturbatory purposes but…

I seriously need to get off this.

…

Anyway…

We went back outside, and I quickly got reminded of the heat when the Popsicle started dribbling down my hand and I had to lick it back up.

I went up the sides, and then to the bottom, and then just basically shoved the thing in my mouth, since it was the kind you could suck the juice out of.

Still had the problem of the juice all over my hand though…

Well, I got a tongue, don’t I?

When I was finished with it, I looked at my handiwork.

Eh.

I started sucking on it again, harder this time, before having to get the base again cause it was melting. Damn heat.

Huh. They’re all staring at me.

What, haven’t they ever seen someone eat a Popsicle before?

Freaks.

When they saw me seeing them looking at me, Seth looked away, with a really determined look on his face, Blue and Bailey were looking at me that was a cross of calling me a freak and their personal fascinating subject, and Devin just kept staring with that goody-goody-smile-that-I-now-know-is-actually-very-evil smile he’d been wearing almost all day.

I was close to just turning around to finish the Popsicle off.

We ended up going back to the park, looking for a cool place to sit since about half of us were already sweating like pigs. Hint- me and Blue.

The other’s must have some sweat repellent or something. Seriously, the only time I’ve ever seen Seth sweat was during sex. I wonder if the other two are the same.

Maybe it’s genetic?

That’d be weird. Was it possible for genes to cause more or less sweat?

Nah, I doubt it.

Aw…

My popsicles gone. Well, not completely. Half of it’s on the ground.

I grumbled a bit when I sat down, finishing the rest of it off before that left me too.

“Soooo… what do you want to do next?” Blue asked, and I looked up to see that she was talking to my Seth.

He shrugged. Awww, he didn’t get any ice cream at all. Damn, I could’ve shared with him or something. Stupid sun, melting my Popsicle like that…

And here comes the guilt.

Oh, wait; he doesn’t really like ice cream all that much. Are popsicles considered ice cream? I never thought so. Just ice or something. Good tasting ice. That’s flavored.

“You wanna call it a day then?” Blue asked Seth again, and got another shrug.

“I don’t care.” He answered. Now that I think about it, what adult/stranger in their right mind would want to hang out with teenagers? I mean, he is sixty years old.

“Let’s drive around some more then.”

With that, everyone started walking to the car, excluding me, since I wasn’t really sure what the hell we were doing.

When it got through my head that they were leaving, I had to run to catch up.

Wouldn’t be surprised if they just left me behind.

We got into the car, and drove off. I guess we really weren’t planning on going anywhere, since we didn’t actually go anywhere.

We went about an hour without anyone saying anything and I was bored out of my fucking mind, before we decided to head back. Again, Blue’s decision.

Seth didn’t seem to mind, it looked like he was just happy to get out of the car. He kept shaking his leg. It wasn’t anything too noticeable, and I was thinking he had to go to the bathroom, but when we got home, he said he had somewhere to be and thanks for showing him around.

The little shit just left me there all alone with Blue and Bailey and Devin. If Seth really didn’t want me to be around them, you’d think he’d try kidnapping me again.

Did I ever say when I was planning on going to surprise Seth in his hotel room?

No. And I didn’t even try to figure out how I was going to get there, huh?

Well, at least I got directions. It was pretty close to where I lived. I went past it on my way to school. The hotel I mean.

How the fuck I even remembered that, I’ll never know.

And now that I can’t wait to get to Seth…

It was around 11 p.m. when Devin decided to leave, considering he fell asleep when we all went in to watch TV.

“You think you could drop me off somewhere?” I asked without really thinking about it. Thankfully, Blue and Bailey had fallen asleep. I guess our extra use of energy from eating and walking to the park must have gotten the better of them.

“Sure. Where?” He asked, and I gave a sheepish shrug. It’d look odd if he dropped me off in front of the hotel, wouldn’t it?

Devin didn’t ask anything after that, just told me to ‘come on,’ the slightly very large perverted part of my brain taking it the wrong way, and walked outside to his car. I did too, and got to the door before I remembered the key and went back for it.

When I got in and Devin started up his car, I started getting nervous.

And no, not because I was planning on getting screwed after a long time of not getting screwed.

It was the fact that Devin had his hand on my leg. I didn’t have the heart to tell him to fuck off, considering our near nonexistent history.

And it’s not like he was rubbing or too close to the place only I and Seth were allowed to touch… Is it just me, or did that sound like I had to give myself permission to touch myself? Either way, his hand was closer to my knee than anything.

But it was still freaking me out and I was trying very subtly to move my leg out from under his hand, but, no, nothing.

“You can stop here.” I told him, after I figured out that all I had to do was walk up the street to be at the hotel.

Thankfully, Devin took his hand off so he could park the car.

Wait, park?

Damn it, I should have just jumped out and damn the consequences.

Because, you know, his hand was back and he was leaning closer to me and it thought he was going to kiss me but all he ended up doing was going towards my ear.

“Am I making you uncomfortable?” He said, and I could just hear the smirk in his voice.

“Uh, yes, very.” I blurted out, and sighed in relief when he moved back. I was a little worried that I had hurt his feelings, because he was shaking, and I thought he was crying. All I could think was, ‘aw, big boys don’t cry now.’

Turns out he was laughing. Well, not full on out. Just sort of. Chuckling I guess. I don’t care you what you say, once a man becomes a man, he does not giggle.

Giggling is for girls.

“You’re definitely not one for subtlety. But damn, I was hoping you‘d be shy type or something.” He said after a few seconds.

“Sorry?” I wasn’t sure if I should be or not, since I wasn’t really sure what he was talking about.

Instead of saying something like ‘it’s alright’ like I thought he would, he just smiled and shook his head. For some reason, I felt a little better then. Not as nervous around him or something. Like I wasn’t about to be molested. Yeah, let’s go with that.

“You sure this is where you want to be dropped off?” He asked, and I nodded, before finally opening the door and getting out. I waved as he drove off, and started walking up the sidewalk.

Eventually I found my way to the door that Seth had said, and the key card indicated.

After panicking for a moment, I finally got the guts to use the key and open the door.

And Seth… was nowhere in sight.

Let’s try the bathroom, shall we?

Wait! If he’s using it, then it’d be weird. I mean, if he was in the shower, that’d be fine, but other than that…

I turned around, planning on waiting on the bed and-

“Jay.” Son of a bitch.

I almost screamed when I heard a voice behind me, and arms circled around my waist.

“Didn’t think you were going to come.” Seth nuzzled my neck.

“Why’s that?” I asked, relaxing against him, feeling his wet hair pressed against my cheek.

Damn, why couldn’t he have waited a little bit longer for the shower? Then I could’ve joined him…

I barely noticed Seth tense up, but I did hear the growl that I heard coming from Seth.

“His smell is on you.”

“Whose?” I was confused, before I figured it out. “Devin’s? Yeah, he drove me here.”

I turned my head the best I could to get a look at Seth as I explained it to him.

Seth just growled again.

There was no way I was going to tell him about my sort of almost molestation moment that kind of happened in Devin’s car. I was pretty sure that he wouldn’t be doing something like that again. Hopefully.

“If you don’t like how I smell, you should have waited on the shower.” I told Seth, feeling his arms tighten around me, pulling me even closer to him, his dick pressing into my backside.

I glanced at the bed. Big. Comfy. Hopefully clean. Hopefully about to be had… sex… on.

Seth started nibbling on my ear, and I closed by eyes, biting my lip as he trailed down to nip and suck on my neck.

I almost jumped when he growled into my ear, his body tensing behind me.

“What?” I asked. It wasn’t the sexy sort of growl that I liked to hear. It was more towards the angry, heart thumping, sexy growl that I like to think about in certain fantasies.

“Get in the shower. I can’t stand his smell on you.” I managed to fully turn around to stare at Seth. He had that determined look on his face, and I knew that it was better to go along with it. I really really wanted to get fucked, and for once, I actually thought ahead. Why fight about it?

And besides, if I was trying to sex up Seth, and he had someone else’s scent on him, well, I’d have sex with him, and then while he’s sleeping, cut his dick off and flush it down the toilet.

Almost made myself gag right there.

Grisly thoughts aside-

I hate that word. Grisly. It makes me think of extremely hairy men.

Seriously, deflating thoughts aside-

“You joining, or…?” I offered, and he thought for a moment, before shaking his head.

“No, I’ll wait for you.”

With that, I went into the bathroom, leaving the door open a crack, incase he changed his mind.

About five minutes later, I was finished. I’d of taken longer, but it finally got through my mind of what Seth had said, that he’d wait for me, and some particularly perverted thoughts ran through my head.

I walked out with a towel around my waist. Seth was lying on his back on the bed, his own towel around his waist.

I smiled, before walking over to the bed, dropping the towel as I climbed on, and throwing a leg over Seth’s hip, settling groin to groin.

“Better?” I asked, leaning down to give him a kiss.

“Mm... Much.”

I pulled his towel off, giving him a smirk when I saw his already half hard state.

Seth’s hand pulled me down for a kiss, another arm pulling my body closer to his, and making my dick rub against his.

Seth caught my light moans in his mouth as I started thrusting my hips against him.

A hopeful/nervous thought that maybe this would be the day I finally rode him was all but forgotten when he suddenly flipped us over.

I’d have gotten mad, but he distracted me with a hand to my cock, giving it a slight squeeze, before skimming down, and rubbed a finger against my hole.

“Can’t wait long, baby.” He breathed, pressing a kiss against my ear, before reaching underneath the pillow, and dragging a bottle of lube out.

“Pretty confident of yourself, huh?” I almost moaned as a finger slipped in, and I widened my legs to give him better access as he went to work on stretching me.

Soon his fingers were gone, his hands going to my legs, and lifting them up to get better access. I felt the blunt head of his cock nudging at my entrance, before slowly starting to move in, until he was at the hilt.

Once I gave him the okay, he began to thrust slowly into me, finding himself a rhythm, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, doing my best to pull him in farther.

It didn’t take long before he hit my pleasure spot, and I couldn’t stop the loud cry, or arching against him. It only spurred Seth on more, as he drove into me even harder, still pressing onto that spot.

His hand went between us, grabbing my erection, jerking me to the timing of his thrusts, and it wasn’t much longer until I was cumming into his hand.

His hips jerked as he released into me, panting into my ear, spent.

Another minute later and he rolled off me, leaning over to turn the lamp over, before drawing me up against his chest.