My Sister Made Me Ch. 20

Alex tried as hard as she could to stifle the shudder that was working its way through her body but failed miserably. Closing her eyes as her arousal swelled, she whimpered softly and moaned.

She felt Dex's hand move to the bottom of her top and begin to lift slowly. She opened her eyes just as her tits popped free, both men moving their hands back to her body and squeezing.

"God you are sexy," Bryce muttered.

Alex whimpered, turning to look at him. She wanted one or both of them to stop fucking around and just take her already.

"Turned on?" Dex asked.

She whimpered softly. "Put your hand in my panties and find out."

"That might actually get you fired," Bryce said. "Then where would we go to get our thrills?"

The sound of someone walking toward the bar are came to her, and she managed to step out from between the two and slip her top back into place just as Tracy came around the corner.

"You doing okay?" she asked.

Alex blushed, wondering if her manager had seen what was going on through the camera feed. She stepped back around the bar and went around to where she was standing just on the other side.

"Were you watching me?" Alex asked, looking up to see Tracy's knowing smirk.

"Not to check up on you," she said quietly. "Everything's okay?"

Something in the tone of Tracy's voice and the way her face looked told her that the older woman's interest in Alex's current situation was piqued. She didn't sense anger or irritation, only curiosity, and maybe a little excitement.

She decided to take a chance.

Leaning in, she lowered her voice before explaining a bit. "One of them is my boyfriend, and one of them is the guy I was in the bathroom with the other day. They've been... trying to turn me on most of the night."

She slid back a bit and studied Tracy's reaction to the revelation. It hadn't been enough to get her into trouble but had done the job of forcing a reaction out her. The edges of the middle-aged woman's mouth turned up in amusement, and she cleared her throat. Several times she tried to get the smile to disappear and glanced over at Dex and Bryce several times before looking back at Alex.

"Are you doing... stuff... with both of them?" she whispered. "Does your boyfriend know?"

"Well, I'm not fucking Dex yet, but Bryce likes it when I sleep with his friends," she said, raising her voice just a little in hopes that the guys would hear. "Is that a problem?"

Tracy cleared her throat and seemed to blush for a few seconds. "Not as long as... your boyfriend isn't going to cause issues and nothing happens in front of customers," she said.

"No. Bryce loves seeing how far I'll go."

She offered Tracy a wink, hoping that her manager could sense that she was telling the truth.

A silence descended on the two. Tracy finally cleared her throat and glanced around as if she were checking for eavesdroppers. A moment later, she leaned in closer to Alex.

"I think... I need a smoke. You know where employees are allowed to smoke, right?"

Alex looked at her curiously. She'd seen some of the kitchen staff out by the dumpster and the grease trap, wondering what Tracy was getting at. Then she remembered overhearing that the camera behind the building wasn't working, or something to that effect. That had to be it...

"I do," she said, smirking.

"Um... good," Tracy said. "If you need to... have privacy and don't want to be seen by any customers... you know... smoking..."

A smile came to Alex as she caught on, but this only caused Tracy to blush before she suddenly turned and left the area. Though she was middle-aged and seemed to be stuck in this job, Tracy was nice enough. Alex liked her, even could see herself finding the woman attractive if she were out of the business casual clothes that she normally wore. She was briefly perplexed why Tracy had cared enough about Alex's sexual mischief to suggest taking the fun out back, but then she realized that it was all to keep it all a secret and away from the prying eyes of Bill and the customers.

Regardless, Alex knew what she wanted to do. Glancing around, she checked to make sure that no one had entered the bar area and went back over to where Dex and Bryce were conversing.

"You get in trouble?" Dex had a look of concern on his face, and she smiled in response, touched that he would ask.

"No, not exactly," she said, looking back the way Tracy went. With a mischief filled giggle, she took Dex's hand in her own before turning and taking Bryce's as well.

"What are you up to?" her boyfriend asked.

"I'm going to take the two of you outside and... well... I guess you'll have to wait and see," she said simply, pulling the two of them along toward the back entrance next to the kitchen.

She smirked upon seeing the brick propping the door open and figured that she had confirmed her suspicions. Bryce and Dex were both silent as she led them out. The trio exited the building, Alex taking a moment to kick the brick into place to prop it open. From there it was a short walk past the door leading into the kitchen, lockers, break room, and manager's office area.

There was a tall concrete structure that was basically a large, open-roofed box with a large pair of metal and wood gates that closed off the dumpster and grease trap from public view. The doors would swing open to allow the garbage to be picked up and could be closed again after. Typically when she'd come to work, she'd see the telltale puff of smoke coming from behind the wall signaling that one of the employees was on break.

Normally, there was a working camera outside. As she led them out, she glanced up and saw that it was still there, but she didn't see any lights on it. That definitely meant that it wasn't working.

She led the two men toward the two gates and smiled when she saw that one of them was a little more open that the other, providing an easy path inside. Someone must have recently opened it, and Alex smiled when she figured that she knew who that person was.

Leading the two behind her, she stepped through the gate and inside, moving around the dumpster to the back where there were several feet of space and the telltale sign of smashed cigarette butts and random pieces of paper and cardboard trash that had fallen from the dumpster. The place wasn't clean in the least, and it definitely didn't smell like peaches, but it would serve her purpose.

Though the spot that she was headed to was dimly lit, the path that led around the other side of the dumpster and back to the front had an area that was shrouded in darkness. She didn't see anyone lurking there at first, looking around as she led the two behind her, but for a split second she thought that she might have seen a shadow move in the darkness. She couldn't be sure, though. Regardless, her gut told her that Tracy had to be back there, watching.

She felt Bryce's grip loosen, then disappear as he stepped back a few feet from where she was still holding onto Dex's. She reached out, smiling and wiggling her fingers to beckon him over.

"My girlfriend would kill me," he said, smiling at her in the dim light. "I'm feeling like more of a watch and see kind of guy tonight, anyway."

She smirked at him knowingly before shrugging and rolling her eyes dismissively. "Suit yourself." She turned back to Dex and smiled seductively. "I guess yours is the only cock I'll have in my mouth tonight."

"Are you sure? I mean... is this okay with your boyfriend?"

She found herself again touched that'd he'd actually care. Most guys would just about break their hands getting their pants down quickly enough.

"Oh, he knows what I'm doing," she said, smiling at the confused expression on Dex's face and reaching for the button on his jeans. "But if you're worried about it..."

She turned and took her phone out of the small apron on the front of the skirt she wore, then unlocked it and held it out for Bryce. "Take some pictures so that I can show my boyfriend."

He stepped a little closer and grabbed it from her, flashing an amused smile before he clicked a few times on the device and held it up.

That done, she turned back around and promptly moved down to her knees. "Better?" she asked.

Dex laughed, but then looked up and gestured toward the camera that was pointed almost directly at them. "Not worried about that?"

"Nope. I overheard earlier that it was broken or something like that. I don't really care either way. Do you?"

She looked up at him pointedly.

He shrugged and raised a single eyebrow as she reached out and ran her hand down the bulge in his jeans before gripping it.

"What about Jessie?" she asked as she slid the clasp open and unzipped him, her hand easily finding his swollen girth. "Will she be mad at me?"

"More likely sad that it wasn't her doing this to me and my new friend here."

Dex seemed to be pretty confident of that statement, and fell silent again, though just for a few moments. Something occurred to him, and he smirked. "I think you two are going to get each other into a lot of trouble if you actually do start hanging out."

"Mmm... I bet you'd love that."

"Hell yes I would," he confirmed. "But like you're doing for your boyfriend, you've got to send me proof of the trouble you get her in to.

She grinned up at him as she gripped his cock, squeezing and stroking as Bryce stepped closer to be able to watch the show and get good pics.

She flashed him a smile before she wrapped her lips around the head of Dex's substantial cock.

"Fuck... that's good," he grunted as she stroked and slid her lips down a healthy portion off his length.

His cock was incredible, and she realized that she'd been wanting it ever since she'd been tempted in the bathroom. She pushed hard, the head of his dick forcing again and again at the back of her throat while her hand gathered the saliva and precum leaking from her mouth and spreading it up and down the length.

Tracy's eyes were on her, she knew. She could almost feel them! The thought of her manager walking over and angrily asking what the hell she was doing only got her more turned on. Not to mention the fact that her boyfriend was standing right next to her and enjoying her act like a complete and total whore.

It felt like her nipples were going to cut through her top they were so hard. There was a sweltering wetness between her legs, and she moaned at the thought of working a shift with her arousal oozing down for all to see. She felt... incredible. The thought of what she was doing amidst foul smell of the dumpster, the stench of the grease trap nearby, the stale smell of cigarette butts, and the feelings of the dirty ground she was kneeling on were only making her even more horny.

She felt like a prostitute, and it was incredible.

Dex's hand was on the back of her head, gently urging her back down each time he wanted it. She was happily sliding her lips down his length and back up again, marveling that she was lucky enough to find yet another large cock to be able to play with. Her own brothers and Wade were no slouches, but Bryce and Dex definitely had them beat, even if only by an inch or so.

Where her boyfriend's curved slightly downward, Dex's had a delightful upward bend. It made taking him deeper into her mouth and throat more challenging, but she was trying her best. Her tongue slathered down the underside as she took him as deep as she could, then whimpered as his hand pressed against her skull and pulled.

The bulging mushroom speared at the back of her throat, forcing its way in and making her have to work to suppress her gagging. Thoughts of warm cum pumping over and over into her mouth filled her head, but they were quickly replaced with other thoughts. Bryce could come up behind her, yank her up and take her pussy for himself. Danny and Dane might join in, letting her suck all four... no... five, she realized as Wade's handsome mug appeared. Each fantasy lover took her in a different manner while she noisily slurped and sucked at Dex's cock. She submitted completely to each vision, letting them hammer her up against the wall until she was screaming in pleasure, or fucking her ass while she knelt on the damp, dirty concrete.

"Damn," Dex grunted, his hand suddenly moving away from her head.

She briefly wondered if they'd been caught but didn't slow in the least. Her lips moved back up the shaft of his cock, rivulets of saliva and drool hanging from the head back to her mouth as she gasped for breath.

"Sexy little cunt," Bryce muttered, his hand down his pants as he watched from his spot next to the two.

A few seconds passed by as she caught her breath, her eyes going from one to the other and back again before she latched back onto Dex's throbbing head and sucked like it was the only way for her to get air. He moaned in ecstasy at her touch, the sound growing even more intense as she increased the pressure. Her hand gripped the cock flesh that she hadn't been able to get inside, and she began to stroke in time with her diving lips.

Every few seconds she'd hear the click of her phone taking pictures. The idea that her boyfriend was getting proof of her slutty cheating with a relative stranger made her moan weakly in arousal.

"Little bitch wants that load," Bryce said. "Don't you."

"Mmmhmm.... Fucgk." Her words were garbled as Dex's cock slid deep into her mouth and halfway back out while she squeezed her hand down to the base.

"Fuck... she's so fuckin' good. So damn pretty and sexy, it makes me want to fuck her up against the wall here."

Dex words of praise at how beautiful and slutty she was acting was like music to her ears. She moaned as her arousal grew at sweltering pace.

"Christ... do it man. Nail that dirty slut to the wall." Bryce was clearly aroused, and she wondered if he was going to make himself cum as he watched her or, or if she would have his cock jammed into her mouth at the same time as Dex's.

Alex's eyes rolled back in her head at the thought of that happening, but she knew that she didn't have time to let him have that much fun, despite her boyfriend's plea.

"If you aren't going to fuck her, at least get a picture of the dirty little slut," Bryce suggested.

Alex moaned again at yet another arousing idea, briefly having to focus to keep her mouth pressure up and in rhythm with her hand. She nodded without opening her eyes, hoping that Dex would see it. The idea that this random guy was going to have a picture of her sucking his dick on his phone was arousing all by itself.

She heard the rustling of his hand in his jeans and the telltales sounds of a phone being unlocked, then heard a quiet click, followed by another. She didn't slow, sliding her lips up and down his length in time with her stroking hand, the gesture patiently coaxing the load of cum that she just knew was getting ready for her.

As if she'd willed it to happen, she heard Dex groaning louder, then felt his hand on the back of her head increase pressure for a second or two. A weakened cry of pleasure followed, and then her mouth was flooded with the warmth of his bursting cumshot. Impulsively, she didn't swallow, continuing to stroke as she locked her lips around the head and pumped again and again.

She opened her eyes.

Dex was looking down at her with an almost pained expression, a moment later another burst of succulence filled her mouth and he winced, his expression and muscles briefly going weak as she stared up.

"Fuck...ing...christ..." he groaned, after several more pumps granted her a complete mouthful of his gift.

She started to smile but stopped herself when she felt it start to leak out of the sides of her mouth. Looking up, she saw him raise the phone once more and felt a renewed swell of arousal.

She opened her mouth, letting some of the cum dribble out and down her chin, ending with it sliding down into her cleavage. She paused, sticking her ivory-frosted tongue out and looking up at Dex. He snapped a picture just as the head of his cock pressed down into the puddle, forcing a bit down the sides of her tongue and starting the trek as before.

"That was incredible."

Dex was barely holding onto his phone as he stood there recovering, the head of his cock pressing flat against her tongue. She swallowed what was in her mouth and sucked it back inside, moaning at the warmth of his flesh as it squished the remaining goo around inside.

Bryce's grin was wide enough to take in his entire face. That by itself would have been clear enough to her that he'd enjoyed her little show. The fact that she could see the prominent erection pushing against the fabric of his jeans only made her more excited. Still, there wasn't a stain there, and she felt briefly compelled to turn and take care of the poor thing as a devoted girlfriend like herself should.

Dex thrust a few more times before extricating himself and staggering back, distracting her. A minute passed as she knelt there watching, his cock slowly diminishing before it disappeared back into his pants.

"You guys go inside," she said. "I've got to stop and get cleaned up."

Dex grunted quietly then took a deep breath and started to move by her after he and Bryce helped her to her feet. Before he took a step, though, he paused and looked directly at her.

"Thank you. That was incredible." The grin on his face was evidence enough of how much he'd enjoyed it, but it was still nice to hear.

She winked, biting her lip sexily as he chuckled and stepped past her.

Bryce joined him a moment later, laughing and clapping him on the shoulder as the two left the little area and went back inside.

Turning, she looked over at the darkened area where she suspected that her manager had been and waved for her to come out. A few seconds passed by and nothing happened.

"Tracy," Alex said. "They're gone. You can come out."

A few more seconds passed and she frowned. Fumbling for her phone for a moment, she flipped on the light and pointed it to the darkened area. No one was there. Confused, she stepped over to the other side of the dumpster and followed it around, emerging back at the gate after sliding by the grease trap. She frowned, wondering if Tracy had ever been there, or had managed to leave without letting anyone know.

She began to wonder if she'd imagined Tracy being there. She quickly realized that it didn't matter either way and left the area to head back into the bar.

Unsurprisingly, Dex and Bryce were back in their old spots. She went back around behind the bar, ignoring their stares. Grabbing a fresh bar towel, she dunked it in the water and squeezed out the excess, then began to dab herself clean.

"So that was... incredible," Bryce said. "Was it as good as it looked?"

He was looking at Dex as he spoke, a very wide grin on his face. She rolled her eyes. Bryce knew full well how good she was at giving head.

"Hell yes," Dex confirmed. "That was pretty incredible. Thank you, Alex."

She didn't speak, only looking up at him and winking as she continued to clean herself up.

"You said that your boyfriend knew you were going to do something like this?" Dex asked. "You mentioned something about him knowing."

Alex giggled and shrugged. "He knows all sorts of things about me, but there's some other things that he definitely doesn't know. I like to keep him tantalized and teased just enough to keep him begging for it."

"What's something he doesn't know?" Bryce asked, his cocky, smug smile returned as she glanced over.

It was clear to her that he thought that he'd caused that little incident outside just now. It certainly didn't hurt that he was there and subtly pushing her, but definitely wasn't just him that caused her to slut it up. She knew then that she had to make him "pay".

"Mmm... you want to hear about something my boyfriend doesn't know." She adopted a pensive look and tapped her chin. "Well... he already knows that I did a softcore porn shoot this weekend with my twin sister and three guys."