Sibling Rivalry Ch. 02

To Lucia's dismay, her sister Gianna continued to date her well-hung bar pickup for several weeks after their initial encounter. To make matters worse, she constantly bragged to Lucia about the size of his cock and how good it felt inside of her. Although Lucia was certain that Gianna's bragging was at least in part bluster to get her goat, she still seethed internally with jealousy and a desire to finish what she had started in the cab that night.

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"Oh fuck yes baby. Take it all the way."

Lucia's cab driver come-cum feeder arched his back and pushed his hips skyward in the driver's seat of his cab, trying to present every inch possible for Lucia to deep throat. She did so with ease, her mouth open wide as saliva ran freely from her splayed lips; she relied entirely on the entrance of her throat to provide friction around the head of his cock as she pumped her head up and down slightly. A few more bobs and Lucia felt his hands clamp down on the back of her head, holding her in place as he emptied his load into her throat. She waited patiently for him to finish before sitting up and wiping stray cum and saliva from her lips. Looking in the mirror, she fixed her hair and straightened her tube top back into place. Thankfully the quickie hadn't ruined her makeup, and she smiled and thanks him as she opened the door and stepped out to walk to the club entrance just half a block down from where he had parked.

"Call me if you need a ride home later!" he said, more lecherously than benevolently. "I'll be ready for round two by then!"

In an effort to at least hold her desire for Ian in check, Lucia had been taking advantage of free cab rides all over town; occasionally inventing errands for the sole purpose of getting a mouthful of cum. The driver himself was all for it, sometimes feeding her three to four times in a single day. While the simplicity and practicality of their arrangement worked well for Lucia, she still found the small satisfaction pale in comparison to the memory of Ian's fully engorged manhood. If asked to describe it, she would compare his equipment to that of porn star Danny D, though she had begun to wonder if her fantasies had blown his size out of proportion.

Ian was still on her mind as she paid the cover charge and entered the night club. Clad in a tube top and booty shorts to beat the sweltering summer heat, she reveled in the bouncer's vocal appreciation for her curves, as her 38 DD breasts, full hips, butt and thighs sashayed into the club. She looked hot that night, and she knew it, hoping to find a partner to fulfill some of the void left by Ian in her mind's eye. She joined a few friends from work at the bar, smiling and laughing while the moved in time with the music.

A couple hours and a couple drinks later, Lucia found herself on the dance floor, dancing in the middle of a circle of horny college students. Her friends had both turned in early for the night, and she began to think she wouldn't be far behind them. Most of the guys at the club that night were in their early 20s, and despite her own lust, she found herself uninterested in all those boys. She contemplated texting her driver to get a quick load before bed, and even started to head towards the bathroom in preparation to leave. However, on her way there, as she wormed her way through the crowd, she found herself face to face with the object of her desire, Ian.

"Oh wow... hi!" Ian exclaimed, the stammer in his voice and look in her eye told Lucia that he recalled their last meeting as vividly as she did.

Without a word, Lucia reached up, and grasped him behind the head. Pressing her whole body against him, she stood on the tip of her toes and pulled him down towards her before kissing him aggressively. Their teeth clicked together slightly, but Lucia never even paused as her tongue entwined with his and she made out with him with ferocious intensity. Although initially in shock, Ian instinctively began to kiss her back, his hands roaming her body and settling under her ass, cupping it to lift her upwards and into him. After several intense and passionate moments, Lucia pulled her head back slightly and looked up into Ian's eyes.

"Gianna..." he began.

"Isn't here." Lucia cut him off with a mischievous grin.

"She's waiting for me at her place." he replied, barely audible over the thump of the music.

"Then I'll have to be quick." Lucia replied.

Lucia grasped the lapels of his dress shirt with both hands, and drove him backwards several feet to the wall of the club. Once she pinned him there, she began to kiss him again in earnest, as her hands worked their way down to his belt. Before he could even react, she had unzipped him, and fished her hand inside to grip the sweaty shaft of his half-hard cock. She squeezed and stroked it while they made out, biting his bottom lip playfully. She leaned in and whispered in his ear.

"I'm going to suck your big cock right here on the dance floor."

She felt his cock pulse and harden as his brain processed her words. Without waiting for a reply, she dropped into a deep squat in front of him and worked to free him from the confines of his boxers and pants. His growing hardness and size initially stymied her efforts, so she levered open his belt to make things easier. Though surrounded by drunk and semi-oblivious people, Lucia knew her window of opportunity before bouncers arrived was small, and worked with a sense of purpose until his head and shaft poked out from the hole in the front of his underwear. She looked up, past his throbbing hard prick and into his eyes as she slowly stroked his cock to full mast, and he returned her gaze with laser intensity, watching her every move.

Working up a thick wad of spit in her mouth, she stuck out her tongue, turn her head sideways, and slathered the underside of his shaft from the base all the way to the tip. She moaned, too softly to be heard over the bass and beats that filled the club, as she felt her tongue run along the length of his turgid fuckstick. She felt the bulging veins throb with blood flow as he gained full rigidity, and without further delay, she trusted her mouth down onto him. Taking him over half way down, she felt his wide and flared cock head thump into the entrance to her throat; far too wide to make easy entry. She worked her throat against his tip, rotating her head to stimulate the thick, slick saliva from the back of her throat which she could use to lubricate its entry. She glanced up at him and saw his head was back against the wall as he reveled in the pleasure of her skills.

"Jesus is that guy getting a blowjob?" she heard from one of the people behind her.

Better hurry, Lucia thought, bobbing her head along the first half of his length quickly and catching her breath. With no time to waste, Lucia forced herself back down onto his meat, this time continuing to pressure the entrance to her throat with his head. Rushing her work, she gagged painfully as she forced his cock into her throat. She knew she would be very sore in the morning, but she wanted every inch of Ian inside her.

"What a fucking slut!" she heard a woman exclaim in a bitchy tone.

"That's a big fucking cock..." she heard from another bystander.

Lucia felt her cheeks grow hot, as she pulled back from deepthroating and began to stroke Ian's cock in time with her head's bobbing. She knew she had to finish him quickly or risk being interrupted. Ian too seemed to sense the need for brevity, as he suddenly gripped her by the head and turned her around. Still in a low squat, Lucia's back and head were now flat against the wall, one of Ian's hands on either of her shoulders as if to hold her down. She needed no such coaxing, but she steeled herself for what she knew was coming next. Ian began to pump his enormous cock into her mouth, filling her entire oral cavity with his meat. She gagged as he drove his dick against her throat, and was unable to take him all the way in. The angle and his girth were too much, and he settled for hammering her throat with quick piston-like strokes. Cupping his ass cheeks, she felt him begin to tense up and lose his rhythm.

"They're over there!" she heard a girl yell to a bouncer. "He's fucking her head into the wall!"

Ian froze. Lucia almost cried out in frustration, and probably would have if she could have made more than a gurgle around Ian's incredibly fat dick. No! she thought. Not yet! Ian remained perfectly still for another moment, his cock buried three quarters into her mouth, and then suddenly she felt his shaft expand to impossible thickness and his head exploded like a cannon into her mouth. She shuddered all over with pleasure as she felt a huge surge of cum rocket into her throat, bypassing the need to swallow entirely. She gagged once, causing her mouth to fill with cum, while subsequent blasts again went directly into her stomach. She used every ounce of willpower she possessed to control her gag reflex and consume as much of his cum as she could.

"Hey! Stop!" a bouncer yelled, grabbing Ian by the shoulder and whipping him around.

Ian's still leaking and throbbing dick was wrenched from Lucia's mouth, taking with it a sloppy splatter of semen. A long strand dangled from Lucia's bottom lip until it fell onto her tube top, now sitting so low her that the top of her aereola was visible. She gasped for air as Ian's semi-erect cock dripped still more cum onto the floor at his feet with wet plops. The bouncers seemed frozen, incapable of responding to the scene before them. Neither one wanted to touch Ian or Lucia for fear of getting cum smeared on them.

"You two need to get the fuck out of here." one of them finally said, when he could tear his eyes away from Lucia's chest. "Now."

Lucia smirked, as from her crouched position she eyed up the growing bulges in the front of both bouncer's pants. "We were just leaving anyway." she replied.

Ian slopped his cock back into his pants hurriedly and pulled up his zipper while Lucia stood. She made no effort to clean herself up as the bouncers escorted them to the door. She was in a daze and barely noticed when several women called her "slut" and "whore" on her way by. At least one man grabbed her ass as she made her way to the door, but she couldn't care less. She came back to reality as the cool night air hit her skin, making her aware of her saliva-soaked neck and chest.

When they got a short distance from the club, she turned around and looked at Ian, whose facial expression was somewhere between awe and regret.

"That was a mistake," Ian began, "your sister and I..."

"This doesn't change anything." Lucia reassured him. "I won't tell her if you don't."

Ian fretted, biting his lower lip. "I really do like her a lot." he said.

Lucia was secretly disappointed, but held back her instinctive response. "That's okay hun. Like I said this doesn't change anything. And I won't say anything."

"Thank you." Ian replied. "For that and... well for THAT." he added, blushing as he gestured towards the club. "That was the most intense thing I've ever done."

Lucia smiled at him. "If things don't work out with Gianna... call me."

Ian just blushed again, and then turned to head off and hail a cab to Gianna's place. Lucia dug out her phone and texted her driver. She considered cleaning herself up before he got there, but somehow she didn't think he'd mind seeing her so disheveled and covered in cum.

Based on his reaction when he arrived, she thought right.