The New Year's Party Ch. 02

"Ah...fuck, right there..."

Hearing her brother moan in response to Irene's directive was almost too much for Katrina to handle. She was feeling hotter and hotter by the second, and watching her best friend and her brother go at it was enough to snap her back into reality. Licking her lips, she reluctantly tore her eyes away from the incredibly erotic scene that was unfolding on her bed. Returning the door to its original position, she turned back to Johnny, who was still wearing a look of disbelief.

"What did you see?"

"Hm, I thought I was the pervert, not you."

"Oh, shut up. I heard what was going on in there."

"Aww...did little Johnny want to take a look, too?" she mocked, tickling his sides.

"Zip it, you. You satisfied now?"

"Not yet. Follow me," she instructed, taking him by the hand again and leading him down the hall.

"Wait, where are we going?"

Trotting down the hall with Johnny in tow, Katrina eyed the first door on her right, decorated by various logos and labels of rock and metal bands. Stopping in front of it, she turned back to Johnny, her mischievous smile returning in full swing.

"Hold up...you can't be serious."

"I most certainly aaaam, Johnny-boy," she sang quietly, pushing her brother's bedroom door open. If Felix was going to get laid in Katrina's room with her best friend, then she was going to do the exact same thing with his best friend.

The fact that she'd been attracted to Johnny for a while certainly didn't hurt matters, though.

Dragging Johnny into Felix's room, she turned and closed the door, not even caring that it didn't shut all the way. Practically pushing him onto her brother's bed, Katrina was actually surprised at how eager she was to get things moving. With the alcohol in her blood making the events proceed at somewhat of a blurry pace, she crawled on top of Johnny, straddling him as she bent down to kiss him again. Placing her hands on his broad chest, she ground her pussy against his concealed erection, moaning at the contact.

"Mm," Johnny sighed in return, chuckling in between kisses. "Someone's excited."

"Shut up," she huffed feverishly, relishing the feel of his body underneath her own.

As Johnny's hands snaked their way onto Katrina's taut bottom, she couldn't help but feel a tingle wash over her. She jokingly referred to it as her pre-sex butterflies kicking in. She wasn't dating anyone, and she hadn't been having sex too regularly, so every time she did have sex, it always made her feel anxious and excited at the same time. As her tongue danced with Johnny's, she felt her body temperature rise as he continued to knead and squeeze her ass cheeks through her jeans. Moaning into his mouth, she ground her pussy against his hardening dick, her desire amplifying with every passing second.

Even though her eyes were closed, Katrina couldn't help but dwell on the imagery of her brother going down on Irene. Before tonight, she'd always regarded Felix as an asexual entity, mainly because that was how she'd always thought of her brother. But after crossing the line with him a few hours ago, and especially now after seeing him tongue-fuck her best friend, she was completely fixated on him. Even now, as Johnny groped and made out with her, she was subconsciously thinking of her brother lying underneath her. She was imagining his lips, his tongue, and his hands exploring her body. Pressing her pelvis against Johnny's once more, she couldn't help but further imagine Felix's hard cock, either. She still remembered his taste, and despite her previous reservations, she knew she wanted more of him.

Johnny, of course, was none the wiser as he reveled in Kat's hot body lying on top of him. Any guy with a half a brain and a fully functioning dick could easily see how hot the girl was, and for some reason, the fact that she was his best friend's sister made it that much more exciting. He thought it was kind of weird that she initially wanted to spy on her brother a few minutes ago, although he doubted Kat was being motivated by anything other than curiosity. His dick now painfully hard within his pants, he knew that the make-out session would only last for a few minutes longer.

Placing one hand on her hip and the other on her left breast, Johnny fondled and squeezed it firmly as he continued turning his head to meet her roaming lips. As he kneaded her sensitive flesh, he felt her moan into his mouth at the contact. With her faint red hair falling all around him, he inhaled deeply, taking in her intoxicating scent. He'd never gotten close to Kat in the past, but he'd always wanted to. He'd never made a move before, mainly because of Felix, but now that he saw that she was just as eager as he was, his hesitation had all but disappeared.

Grinding his hard dick up against her pussy, he couldn't help but smile inwardly at his situation; here he was on his best friend's bed, getting lucky with Kat. He no doubt figured that the same thought crossed both Kat's and Felix's minds at some point. The more he thought about it, it was pretty fucked up for two siblings to do what Felix and Kat were doing in one another's rooms, but as he continued running his hands up and down Kat's body, he found himself caring less and less. In fact, merely entertaining the thought of Kat and Felix being closer than a brother and sister should was turning Johnny on even more.

Feeling an additional stir in his dick, he grabbed Kat by both sides of her waist and flipped her over so that he was now on top of her. Lying along the length of the bed so that his legs were adjacent to hers, Johnny allowed his torso to mash against Kat's, feeling her bountiful tits strain underneath his weight. Kissing his way down her neck, he made his way to the v-cut of her black shirt. Planting short pecks on her exposed cleavage with his lips, he brought his right hand to her mound, causing Kat to writhe and moan in response. She was all fired up, and her hands seemed to take on an agenda of their own, with one cradling Johnny's head and the other assisting Johnny's in unzipping her pants.

Katrina's body and mind were in two different places. Physically, she knew that it was Johnny who was fondling and exploring her body, sending electrifying jolts throughout her entire body. Mentally, though, she couldn't stop thinking about her brother. Whenever she closed her eyes, she saw his meat sliding in and out of her mouth. Either that or she envisioned him servicing Irene down the hall. Opening her eyes didn't help matters much, either. With Johnny kissing and sucking on her exposed cleavage, he was too busy to notice that Katrina was looking around the bedroom. Everything about the room reminded her of Felix; his posters, his laptop, his video games, everything.

When her eyes rested on a nearby framed picture of her and her brother, Katrina let out an especially loud moan of approval at Johnny's actions. With her help, he somehow managed to unfasten Katrina's pants and slide them several inches down, exposing the front of her black thong. His fingers were now underneath the cotton fabric of her panties, and they were grazing along the surface of her sensitive mound. Biting her lip, Katrina guided Johnny further south, scratching his scalp as her eyes wandered around her brother's room. While Johnny was doing a fine job of physically pleasing Katrina, the atmosphere of Felix's domain was fueling her mind, augmenting her pleasure tenfold. The fact that she was practically naked on her brother's bed seemed to do wonders for her body, and she was getting off on how dirty she was acting.

"Stupid Felix... this is all his fault," she mouthed in between huffs of air, much to Johnny's surprise.

Kat's comment had caused Johnny to stop momentarily. His left hand still clutching onto her breast, and his right hand still buried in her panties, he looked up at her for the first time, studying her gaze.

"Kat?"

"Uhh... what is it?"

"Everything cool?"

"Fuck," she spat, looking into Johnny's eyes for the first time, seeing a hint of confusion. "Yeah... sorry. I'm just a little drunk. I won't be weird anymore, I promise..."

Smiling, Johnny leaned forward and planted another kiss on her neck. "Good enough for me."

"Good... get back to work."

Leaning her head back on the bed, Katrina did her best to wiggle out of her pants, mentally reminding herself to watch what she said from now on. The last thing she wanted was Johnny thinking something was up between her and Felix. As her moans encouraged Johnny to intensify his efforts, she felt him squeeze her breast even harder as his other fingers finally found their way to her slit. Between Johnny and thoughts of Felix flying through her head, she was extremely wet at this point. Her pussy was practically screaming for attention, and when she opened her eyes to stare at the ceiling, an idea entered into her head.

She wanted Johnny to go down on her, just like saw Felix doing to Irene.

"Mm... that's it. Fuck, right there," she pleaded as Johnny's fingers glided along her insides. She was positively flowing now, and she could feel her juices running down her exposed thighs, not to mention on Johnny's fingers and Felix's bed.

"You like that, Kat?" Johnny inquired as he forcefully yanked her shirt down her shoulder, exposing her bra. "You like it when I finger you?"

"Ahh... fuck yeah. I'm so wet for you..."

"Yeah?" he challenged, hooking his fingers under the fabric of her bra and pulling it down. Sucking on her exposed nipple, he wet it with his saliva, causing it to stand at attention. Pinching the hardened, sensitive area between his thumb and index finger, he elicited another loud cry from Kat, signifying that she was enjoying this as much as he was. For the past couple of years he'd dreamed of seeing Kat in this kind of position, and now he was the one making her scream for mercy. God only knew how many guys would kill to be in his place right now.

"Mm," he moaned after releasing his mouth from her nipple once more. "God, you're so fucking hot, Kat..."

"Uhm... fuck, I want you to eat my pussy..."

"Yeah? Right here in your brother's room?"

Opening her eyes at Johnny's comment, she grasped his head tighter, running her fingers through his hair. Lifting up her head, she made eye contact with him and flashed him a sultry smirk, knowing full well that he was pushing her buttons at this point. The look on his face suggested that, perhaps, he was on to something, but Katrina decided not to dwell on it.

Without even replying, she bit her lip and nodded.

As Johnny removed himself from Felix's bed, he dropped to the floor and propped himself up on his knees. During the brief respite, Kat seemed to be getting more comfortable, too. Crossing her arms on either side of her, she lifted her silk blouse up and over her head and tossed it to the floor. With her legs hanging off the bed in Johnny's direction, she reached behind her and unclasped her strapless bra and threw it aside, finally freeing her full, rounded tits.

His eyes widening, Johnny couldn't help but grin as his gaze darted back and forth between Kat's ample chest and the rest of her milky features. As Kat started to slide her jeans off, Johnny decided to speed up the process by grabbing them by the waistline and dragging them down. As he helped pull the rough pants off of his friend's body, he could've sworn he felt the scent of her wet pussy enter his nostrils. As soon as the jeans were off, her black panties followed suit, landing somewhere behind him on Felix's bedroom floor.

Now completely naked, Katrina sat with her legs slightly parted before Johnny, waiting for him to make a move. As she lifted her legs and snaked them around either side of his head, she couldn't hide her smile as her anticipation grew to a fever pitch. Locking eyes with him, she didn't even need to express to him how badly she wanted him to go down on her. When Johnny licked his lips, Katrina simply laid back, propping herself up on her elbows as she waited for the contact.

With Kat's bare pussy exposed to him, Johnny couldn't wait to get things going. Scooting his body closer to the edge of Felix's bed, he threw the last of his reservations away as his face neared his host's dripping cunt. Placing his left hand along the side of her lips, he brought his right hand to rest on Kat's thigh. Leaning forward, he began kissing the skin around her snatch, enjoying each and every time she jumped. She was practically flowing without him even doing anything, so it didn't take a genius to figure out that her entire body was pretty sensitive at this point.

As Johnny licked and kissed his away around Katrina's kitty, she couldn't help but close her eyes and let herself relax. Allowing the jolts of electricity to surge through her system, she couldn't help but imagine Felix sitting in Johnny's stead. She was far from sober, but at this point, she came to terms with the fact that she had one or two perverted tendencies hardwired into her brain, much like her brother. Unable to shake off the images of Felix and Irene, she gasped and moaned as Johnny's tongue finally came in contact with her neglected pussy lips.

"Ohhh, God..." she moaned rather loudly, not even caring that she was right down the hall from her brother.

Running his tongue all along Kat's thin lips, Johnny did his best to coat every possible inch he touched with his saliva. Alternating between licks and kisses, he even planted tiny nibbles on her skin wherever he could. Kat continued to let out moans of approval, and judging by the quakes that were running through her body, Johnny knew she was getting close. Removing his hand from the side of her pussy, he brought it to her slit and stuck one finger inside. As he probed and curled his finger inside her slippery love canal, he once again brought his tongue forth and lapped up her nectar. Inhaling deeply, he familiarized himself with the scent of her sex as his jaw continued to work overtime.

Thrashing her hips wildly, Katrina felt a small layer of sweat begin to coat itself along her bare skin. Still holding herself up by her elbows, she brought her hands to her heaving tits and kneaded the both of them, doing her best to keep her internal pressure under wraps. As her legs locked tightly around Johnny's head, her mind didn't miss a single beat as thoughts of Felix persisted. As Johnny continued to eat and maul her pussy, her brain was racing a mile a minute as she began formulating scenarios involving her, her brother, and Johnny at the same time. She'd never been with two guys at once, but there mere thought of it—even if one of those guys was her brother—turned her on to no end.

"Fuck... unnhh! That's it..."

Johnny had hit a sweet spot, and Kat responded by arching her back and letting out prolonged moans of climax. To put the nail in the proverbial coffin, Johnny turned his attention to her engorged clit and wrapped his lips around it, sucking on it for all he was worth. Closing his eyes, he tongued and kissed the sensitive nub as Kat continued bucking all around him. He'd always prided himself in having an oral fixation, and now, it seemed like it was definitely paying off. As Kat's juices poured copiously out of her cunt, Johnny relished and lapped at the taste. Feeling his own dick straining uncomfortably within his pants, he knew he needed to take it out.

"God... fucking... oh my God..."

Katrina was absolutely breathless as her body shook from the residual tremors of her orgasm. Johnny definitely knew how to eat pussy, and after the entire night's build-up, she was thankful. Her juices were still trickling out of her, coating the edge of the bed spread and falling onto the carpet flooring. Releasing her firm grip from her tits, she brought a hand to Johnny's head and ran her fingers along his scalp. Her body still twitching whenever he kissed the skin around her snatch, she almost laughed at how sensitive she was.

"Oohh... God damn, boy."

"Mm," he affirmed in between kisses. "Not too shabby, hm?"

"Ah..." she huffed, laughing in between breaths. "Hope you're ready for more," she said, bringing her foot to Johnny's crotch.

"I've been ready for a while, Kat..." he returned, an edge of pent-up lust inherent in his voice.

"God, me too."

With that, Johnny stood up and began tearing off his clothes. First went his polo shirt, and then his white undershirt. Katrina watched as more and more of his lean, muscled body came into view. As a faint crimson flushed across her cheeks, she crept back onto the bed and waited for Johnny, all the while keeping Felix in the back of her mind. As he kicked his shoes and socks off, Katrina could barely contain her smile. Letting her hand fall to her quivering pussy, she watched as Johnny—still clad in his pants and belt—climbed on top of her.

When his lips touched hers once again, Katrina could smell and taste her pussy juices on him. Further intoxicated by lust, she wrapped her legs around his hips as she fumbled beneath him for his belt buckle. As she kissed blindly, the sounds of metal and leather filled her ears, reminding her ever so chillingly of her encounter in the garage with Felix. Feeling her pussy tremble at the thought, she finally undid Johnny's belt and went for his pants. After several more seconds, she succeeded in crossing that barrier, after which Johnny broke their kiss.

"Jesus... I can't believe we're doing this here," he whispered in his deep voice.

"Mm... fun, isn't it?" Kat replied, surprised at her own words.

"God, I wanna fuck you so bad..."

"Then do it. Fuck me, Johnny."

At the drop of a needle, Johnny backed away from Kat and yanked his pants down instantly. Shifting his weight so that he was rid of his jeans, he kicked them off of Felix's bed and let them fall to the floor. With only his boxers remaining, he dropped those and threw them aside as well, making him as nude Kat was. With the only illumination in the room coming from Felix's small desk lamp, the shadows that cast themselves along his best friend's sister succeeded in making her appear even sexier than she already looked. As her breasts heaved up and down with each breath she took, Johnny closed the gap between them once again.

As Johnny's nude frame sidled up next to Katrina's, she glared down at his throbbing dick, studying it just like she did with her brother's. It was definitely impressive; not quite as big as she remembered Felix's to be, but alluring nonetheless. Licking her lips, she spread her legs once more and allowed Johnny to take a kneeling position in between her parted thighs. With her pussy still twitching from the residual orgasm, Katrina felt as though her entire body was about to explode.

Locking eyes with Johnny, she reached down and firmly grabbed hold of his thick meat. Enjoying its warmth, she stroked its length several times, noting that a small amount of pre-cum was oozing out of the circumcised tip.

"God, Kat. Let me put it in..."

Moaning in agreement, she released her grip from his rigid cock and fell back onto the bed, lying flat. Looking up at Johnny, she watched as he grabbed onto each of her calves and scooted closer to her. With her hair splayed all around her, she lifted her head up slightly and looked down past her breasts. She saw Johnny release one of her legs and place his free hand on his cock. As he aimed it at her waiting pussy, she bit her lip once more, anticipating the intrusion.

When the head of his dick pressed against her lower lips, she let her head fall back to the bed again. As a groan of longing escaped her mouth and filled the air, Johnny eased himself in a bit further. As inch after inch of his thick cock invaded her snatch, she felt him place his hand on her leg once again. Gripping Felix's bed sheets, Katrina stared at the ceiling and let her mouth hang open as her brother's long-time friend proceeded to stuff his entire length into her dripping cunt.