Salt

Mom made some fresh lemon juice with way too much sugar than it needed. I chugged it down and headed straight out. I walked down the block when my head started regurgitating the flashes like it did that morning. This time the flashes were strong and almost felt like I was there.

There was this woman. Seemed like we were in the back of their house. I don't know whose house it was but it was one from the neighbourhood. I had this woman bent over by the waist and was nailing her against the wall. Her voice was distinct. It almost reminded me of my mom. The very thought disgusted me. But I knew for a fact that it wasn't her. She had on very similar kind of clothes that I know my mom and the other women in the neighbourhood wear. The two piece suit dress. With exception now, that this woman didn't have her jacket on. She was just in the shirt and the knee length skirt bunched up around her waist.

And before I knew it, I was at Jake's. I guess the flashing memories were a side effect of the salt. The moment I was there, I noticed Mitch was giving me a weird look. I didn't know what that was or why, he was definitely being weird. We sat and chat for a while before we did it again, and lost another day.

I woke up sweating, and it was about 3 in the morning. I opened the windows and let in some air to cool me down. I noticed the light in my sister's room was still on.

I headed straight over and knocked on her softly enough to not wake the parents. I heard her footsteps fast enough and opened the door. She had on an old grey cropped tank top and a pale red pyjama shorts.

She's shown more skin in the last few encounters around the house than she has in all the years before. "What?" she asked

"What are you still doing up?" I asked.

"I could ask you the same thing." She said.

"I couldn't sleep." I confessed, trying to hide the face I just woke up from the daze I had from what is probably an illegal drug. "I saw the lights on through my window, so..." I said shrugging, trying to obvious.

"OK, come on in." she said but shut the door on my face, briefly before opening it again.

I stepped in and saw all the changes she's done over the last couple of days, "You've changed a lot." I announced.

"ME!" she exclaimed almost giggling. "You're the one to talk." She said.

"What does that supposed to mean?" I asked slumping on her bed.

"The last I remember you, you were this nerdy little kid who knew nothing but the book, and the two other nerds you hung around with." She said. I couldn't blame her, I was literally that until the day she arrived. "And now here you are, flirting with ever woman you lay your eyes on." She giggled kicking back on the bed, on the opposite end of the bed.

"Me!" I exclaimed, "Look at you." I said.

She knew exactly what I was talking about but acted coy, "What do you mean?" she smirked, playfully.

"You've been in college for like what... a year?" I spoke, "And here you are, back for the summer... Absolutely stunning." I said.

She giggled, "Its kinda gross coming from you... but thanks."

"Yeah, it's almost hard for me to believe that this is the same person that I grew up with, the same person that I thought that looked like a monkey." She laughed and kicked me on the shoulder playfully. We sat up for about an hour or so talking about random things. It reminded us of our first time camping. Neither of us could sleep in the tiny tent we had but peek out at the slit of the tent and talk all night gazing up at the stars.

Soon, I wished her a good night and headed back. I fell asleep for a couple more hours before I woke up to the sound of the car pulling away. I headed downstairs and Cindy was in the kitchen. "Where's mom?" I asked her.

"Mom's gone to the pick some fresh stock from the docks and head straight to the shop." She said.

"Dad usually does that, Where's he at?" I asked.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" she snapped.

"He left on a contracting job the day after I came back." She looked puzzled, "How could you forget that? You were right here with us, when he left." She said.

"Yeah, I've... Um... Got some stuff, I'm working on." I said.

"With your nerd friends... Yeah, I can see that." She said. "But all you've been doing is just hang out here and other kid's place all the time. I've barely seen any of you guys do anything."

I grabbed the juice from the fridge and chugged it down before I headed down to Jake's as usual. Noticed mom's car at the supermarket. I wondered what she was doing there and not at the docks. The supermarket was owned by one of her old friends Nick. She's always said that she's gone to school with the guy, before she got married to my dad. She said that he was always a good friend, he followed his father's footsteps and took over the family business and expanded it to other small towns, which brought him here.

We've known Nick all our lives, he's hung out with mom and her friends a lot more when Cindy and I were younger. When mom and dad started the bakery, we've stopped seeing him all that often. It wasn't until now that I was here, I realised that mom and Nick, still hung around. It seemed logical now that I thought about it. Mom did have a bakery to run. She needed a place she can get all the baking stuff to come from. And knowing Nick was always good for the family and the business.

Anyways, I saw mom getting into get back into the car and drive alongside with the truck Nick was driving in, and headed towards the truck. I assumed that mom was taking help from Nick to get thing at a good bargain. I didn't give it much thought and turned to getting over to Jake's, and then it hit me again. The flashes.

It wasn't the same this time, I was with someone young this time and ploughing her somewhere in the woods, against a tree. All these flashes were so random, they just had me curious on exactly how I get there. What do I say to these women in order to get them to say yes, every time?

The very idea that I was doing so much, was exhilarating, but the fact that I didn't know how I was doing it, was infuriating. Once I was at Jake's I talked to the guys and found out that Jake didn't have a black out the day before. But Mitch did. Mitch was on the bed in a corner and didn't move. He was scared shitless. He was woke up at home the same I have been all these days and didn't have a clue on what he did the entire day.

Mitch was scared shitless. But Jake on the other hand was smug about it. He seemed a bit more confident than he usually did. There was no guessing what he knew. And knowing the smug idiot that he was, he wasn't willing to tell. I don't know what about him that was different but he seemed a lot different. Almost like he saw everyone below him. I knew the only thing I can do is to keep doing the salt and pray not to black out again. Unfortunately, when I did do it, I blacked out again.

But luckily, I woke up a lot soon than I'd usually would. In fact a lot sooner. I woke back up around dinner. The room was dark and the lights were still on outside. I headed downstairs and saw mom in the kitchen prepping dinner. Cindy was still in her room. Mom said that Nick helped her out with some stuff at the docks so she invited him for dinner. It seemed like a good friendly gesture.

Nick finally showed up and we talked a while when mom announced that dinner was ready. Cindy came downstairs in the usual tank top and the faded blue pyjama shorts, and I saw Nick couldn't take his eyes off her. I helped mom set the table and told Cindy that Nick had his eyes all over her. Mom overheard us and awkwardly laughed at it. Cindy winked at me and began teasing and openly flirting with Nick to mess with mom.

Frankly I enjoyed every second of it. When the dinner was done I helped mom clear the table. Cindy grabbed her buzzing phone and headed up without ever saying anything to anyone. I wondered if she had a boyfriend, and if that was him.

Nick and I chatted for a bit about the game and school and his work and stuff, before I left to head back up. Cindy was back home almost a week now and I wasn't conscious for most the time. I did miss her and wanted to spend time with her.

When I headed upstairs I saw the door slit open. I stayed quiet and snuck over and heard her giggling. Whoever this guy was on the phone, she must really like him, I thought.

"You make laugh so much." She giggled, I couldn't help but smile at how much into it she sounded. "One of these day's you're gonna get caught in here, making me laugh." I didn't quite understand what she meant by that.

And then I heard it, another voice, "Well as long as you're just laughing I don't think we've got anything to worry about." He said. I knew that voice and I've known it a really long time. I didn't want to believe it. I knelt to the floor and peeked in to make sure, what I was thinking wasn't true.

"Well if you're just gonna make me laugh, what are you doing sneaking in through the window." She teased.

I peeked in and witnessed the disgusting thing with my own eyes. "I can jump back out and come in through the front door. But I don't think we can anything else." Said Jake teasing her back as he inched towards the window.

"FUCK!" I grunted within my breath.

Cindy grabbed him by the back pocket of his jeans and pulled him over onto the bed. Jake fell on his ass giggling as she mounted him almost instantly. She wrapped her arms around his neck began kissing him.

I couldn't believe what I was watching. All I wanted to do was walk in there and punch him in the face. Soon Cindy's body began rocking on top of his as she clawed his T-shirt off his back. I don't know what was going on, or how to even react to it. I was here watching my best friend scoring with my sister. And for some reason I felt helpless. I watched his finger slip under the hem of her top. I felt disgusted even being there. But for some reason I couldn't help myself but watch.

Soon her top came off and they rolled over onto the bed completely. He took off her shorts and kicked his pants off down to his knees and began fucking her. He began fucking my sister as I watched them curled up at the door.

Was he hear the night he came over to talk to her. Was that why she was awake that late. How long have they been doing this? When did this happen and how did it happen? I was filled with so many questions. And then the disgust swarmed me again. She was talking to me right after she had just fucked my best friend. And then it reminded me of the time she playfully kicked me. And my eyes focused on her toes that were in the air waving about as Jake ploughed into her.

I couldn't help but contemplate how two people so distinct can end up in bed and be so into each other this easy and this quick. The salt. The fucking salt. I needed to get my head around this and the only guy who could in fact help me with this was Mitch and I knew I had to get to him soon.

It wasn't until I got back up I realised how big of a boner I had in my pants. And I wanted to set my cock free but I knew this wasn't right. And then I heard her voice. "OH FUCK! Jake." Hearing her voice, consumed so much in lust, held me in my tracks. Jake was almost invisible at this point. All I saw was Cindy. She laid with her back arched and taking him as she moaned and quivered as he fucked her. And before I knew it, my pants were around my knees and my cock was dangling in the air.

I don't know what got over me, but I gave in. I grabbed my cock and began jerking off at the sight of my own sister fucking Jake. Just before I bust myself off on her door, I pulled my hands off and rushed to my room. And the moment I was shut the door behind me. I came shooting out. I couldn't remember if I've ever cum this intense before. The image of Cindy taking Jake was etched in my head. There was no turning back now. I felt my life changing, from this very act. I felt that nothing would be the same again.

What else was Jake hiding from me? What exactly happen every time we take a hit of the salt? But more importantly, my biggest question was he giving Cindy the salt.

I needed to be sober to actually know the effects. I barely slept a blink that night. I headed straight over to Jakes the next morning. I caught Mitch eyeing me the same way he did, before. I noticed Jake being the goof that he always was, with the hint of smug that just came out of nowhere in the last couple of days. For which I now know the reason. We took out a share of the salt, and when it was everyone's turn to hit it, I took like half before I blew the rest. I wanted to blow the whole thing entirely, but I don't know what got into me, I hit some of it.

It took me a while to notice the effect of the salt on Jake, but didn't on Mitch. I didn't know why. Then it hit me. Mitch was the only guy who's known how the salt hits us. He's the one who's had the most memory of our times being under 'the salt.' If he hadn't blacked out yet, he would probably know the difference. I needed his confidence. But I didn't know how.

And before I could think of something sensible, in came the announcement. "What are we waiting for guys?" said Jake. Whatever it was we've been doing this every day. The tone of his voice made it seem all that obvious.

We stepped out and the guys announced that we meet back at my place at 4. As soon as he said that, I couldn't help but wonder why not back at Jake's. Why, my place. Standing there half dazed and confused by everything that's happening around me, I noticed Mitch grinning at me.

"She's waiting." He said. Eyeing at the neighbour. Her name was Mrs. Mills. She's been a good friend of Jake's mom until a few years ago they had a falling out for some reason. I've known her a lot better than Jake himself because, her husband worked with my dad. It was undeniable she was a hottie. She still stayed in shape and the way she dressed almost reflected my mother. She wasn't as pretty as mom, but she could knock out any guy with just a single sway of her perfect ample butt she always had tightly clad in the skirt.

When I turned to see the house, I noticed her peeking out through the curtains. The grinning face was visible from where we stood. And even before I could respond, Jake announced, "Alright guys. Back at your place." He said grinning and punching me on the shoulder before the two of them dispersed. My instincts said I needed to follow Jake and find out what he was up to. And seeing him heading towards the direction of my home, I knew I had to. But my body won't let me go. I had this raging boner in my pants that almost tent my jeans. And I knew Mrs. Mills had something to do with helping me with it.

I headed straight over and the door just swung open. I stepped in and she slammed the door behind me and grabbed me by the shirt. For a brief second I was scared shitless. And then she sandwiched me against the door with her own body. I couldn't help but grin. She moaned into the kisses and her hands were going wild on my pants. She was really good and knew her way around. Within no time, she had my pants down to my knees. "OH god I Missed you so much." She said.

This explained the flashes I've been having. Mrs. Mills was the woman I was fucking. 10 Minutes in, I had her riding me like a horse. Soon we were out of our clothes and we fucked a couple of more times. Everything that happen after that gave me a clear picture of everything else that was happening the days before. It was almost like I was remembering some of the lost memories.

I guess it was true. That women hit their sexual in the early forties. We fucked most part of the day and flirted around a little bit. I had no idea I was that good with women, until I actually started talking to her. It was like an entire chapter of flirting just opened in my head. Whatever this salt was it was getting making me good. Every time we took a break, I couldn't help but wonder exactly how good I was when I had taken a full hit of the salt. It almost scared me. Everything was unravelling in my head and I knew this is probably how Jake slipped into Cindy's pants. Which now I knew that, that's where Jake probably is right now.

As much as I hated to. I fucked her once more before I left her place. She said she'd be waiting at our usual place tomorrow. I just waved and left. I still had about 20 minutes to spare. Walking towards my house I noticed mom's car wasn't around. I snuck in through the back door and heard giggling noises from the kitchen.

"God, you taste so good. I think there should be a fruit named after you." Said Jake, to which Cindy giggled in between the moans, "I mean, I've always thought that bacon was my favourite, but..." she giggled again and then I heard his voice muffling. "But you are definitely an absolute treat. I'd prefer this pussy for breakfast... or lunch... Or dinner, any day." I knew exactly what he was doing and as I peeked in, got a good view of her back.

She was on top of the counter, leaning back with her arms holding her up from falling. She had on what seemed like the shirt I saw Jake wearing that morning. She was at the corner and I could see Jake crouched in front of her. Cindy was spread eagle with her heels on his shoulder as he knew exactly how to get her. I've always read that women, liked men who made them laugh. And now here I was witnessing something I couldn't even muster in my wildest dreams. The guy who was the worst with women, scoring on a woman, who was literally the kind of person, I've dreamt about. Just wished it wasn't my sister. But I guess it was too late now.

I had no idea when it happen, but I had my pants around my knees and my cock in my hand as I watched my sister moaning and giggling to his words and action. I had no idea I even had the energy to be doing this right now. But I assumed all this was the effect of the salt.

Cindy soon pulled him up to her tasted herself on his lips. She kissed him passionately and had her arms all around his neck. "I think I taste the best on your lips." She said and kissed him.

I could see his hands trailing all over her waist and back before it rest on her lower back and jerking over closer to himself to the edge of the counter. She giggled softly, and moaned, "You've tasted yourself before?" He asked her.

"Absolutely." She said and kissed him again trying to get him to fuck her, again. Given the way she was dressed, I assume she has been fucking him all day.

"On men, or by yourself?" he asked her. And that was when I saw something. The almost disengagement in the flow of things. I sensed it with Mrs. Mills a while ago when we were casually flirting, between our fuck sessions. I assume that, that doesn't exist if we're fully under the salt. I'm guessing he was conscious of what's happening right now. He's not lost his memory. He knows he's fucking my sister and is doing it anyways.

And just then, I heard her gasp. She kissed him as their bodies began moving. "Both..." she panted as their bodies, began gyrating. "Myself..." She said as she laid back on the slab. I was well hid behind a wall for Cindy to even see me, but it wouldn't have mattered because she was so lost to his touch. I never knew a man could have this much of an effect on a woman. Let alone Jake. He held her by the ass and began fucking her as she moaned deep, "...On men..." she continued almost like she left her words lingering. Whatever he was doing with his lips, he probably knew what he was doing with her. I could sense that she was pretty close to finishing already.

He slipped his fingers into through the hem of the shirt and reached for her breasts. And just then, I saw her back arch. Her moaning and panting began getting heavy. She chewed on her lip and continued to moan as her body rocked on top of the cold marble slab. And out of nowhere, Jake began grunted and he came all over her belly.