Anal Cherry Pop
“YOUR MOM IS SO STUPID, she put her phone up her ass to make a booty call,” I call over my shoulder to dumbass Roman as we walk into Reagan’s.
He glowers at me. “Your mom is so stupid, she put cat food down her pants to feed her pussy.”
Ram snorts and I laugh. But the moment I take in the scene in the living room, my chuckling turns into full blown laughter.
“What the actual fuck, Andie?” Roman demands, his hands on his hips.
His wife—my crazy sister—shrugs from the floor, wearing a fitted black latex mask that covers her entire head with two nose holes cut out and a round opening for her mouth. Dani stares at Ram with a guilty-as-fuck look on her face as she attempts to pull off a slave collar that is latched tight enough that her face is turning slightly purple. She’s unsuccessful because she’s wearing a pretty expensive shackle set on her wrists that’s making it hard for her to do anything. Reagan’s face is beet red as she tries to shove a nipple clamp chain between the cushions of the couch. The room smells like liquor and Christina Aguilera’s “Dirty” is blaring through the speakers.
“I can explain—” Reagan starts, but Roman cuts her off with a wave of his hand as he turns down the music.
“Hell,” I say through my tears of laughter, “if I knew bachelorette parties were like this, I sure as hell would never have gone fucking golfing. This looks like a lot more fun.”
Ram shakes his head and stalks over to Dani to assist her before she passes out. Roman simply stares at my sister like she’s lost her damn mind. She wiggles her tongue through the hole, making her husband growl.
“What is all this shit?” Roman grumbles as he sits on the coffee table and starts trying to peel the mask from Andie’s head.
“Girl stuff,” Andie huffs, her words slightly slurring.
Roman rolls his eyes. “I can’t leave you alone for ten minutes.”
At this, she sticks her tongue out of the hole again.
“Come on, Rey. I think we need to get some food into you guys. A little help in the kitchen?”
She nods rapidly and accepts my offered hand. I tug her along behind me until we’re out of eyesight and then I pin her against the refrigerator. Her lips part as she looks up at me with wide, innocent eyes. What just happened in the living room was far from innocent.
“I missed you,” I whisper and press a soft kiss to her mouth. “Looks like you went shopping for toys without me.” My teeth find her neck and I nip at her flesh. “Do you even know what half of that stuff is?”
She whimpers when I suck on her throat. Her palm roams down to my dick and she grips me hard. “I guess I went shopping while I was drunk. I’m afraid to look at my credit card statement.” Our mouths meet for a deep kiss. “I do want you to show me how the nipple clamps work, though.”
I slip my hand under her shirt and bra before pinching her nipple. “You’ll like them, dirty girl. I promise.”
“I’m going to order pizza—Oh, for fuck’s sakes!” Ram groans.
Reagan jerks away from me, and I do my best to try to hide my hard-on.
“Pizza sounds good,” I offer, my voice dancing with amusement.
“I hate”—Ram gags—“you guys.”
“I’ll be right back,” Reagan squeaks before bolting.
“Is Dani going to live?” I ask him, my brow arched in question.
He shudders, still clearly suffering from the image of my hand up his little sister’s shirt. “Choker has been removed, but the damn girl stole it and stuffed it in her purse.” He smirks a little. “Now that’s a better image.”
I laugh and slap him on the shoulder. “Get the pizza ordered. I need to go check on your sister.”
Before I have to endure any more of his gagging, I stalk through the living room where Andie has taken to slapping Roman as he works at removing the mask but apparently keeps pulling her hair. She’s still stuck. He keeps trying to peel up the front and she screams that it’s tugging her hair. I don’t stop to tell them there’s a zipper in the back. I’ll let those two knuckleheads figure it out themselves.
I find Reagan hiding in her bathroom. Pushing through the door, I don’t bother kicking it closed behind me and pick up where we left off. She slaps at the light switch to shroud us in darkness while I start ripping off her shirt. We probably only have a few moments before they come looking for us. Long enough for me to put my cock inside of her.
“Want to add having sex while your brothers are in the other room to your list?” I ask, my teeth nibbling at her ear as I unhook her bra.
“They’ll kill you,” she says but fumbles with my belt. “You better fuck me before they tear you apart limb by limb.”
“You got it, babe.” I rip the rest of her clothes off because I fucking love her naked. My pants only get shoved down to my thighs, but I do manage to throw my shirt off. In the next moment, I have her bent over the counter and am slamming into her from behind. She moans loudly, so I cover her mouth with my hand.
Something crashes in the other room and then Reagan’s brothers start yelling at each other. If I wasn’t fucking my tight girlfriend, I’d be laughing my ass off about now.
“You like being a dirty girl. Don’t you?”
“Mmmm-hhmmm.”
“You like when I fuck you where anyone could watch us, huh?”
“Mmmm-hhmmm.”
“You’re going to let me fuck your pretty ass tonight, aren’t you?”
“Mmmm-hhmmm.”
From the angle I’m driving into her, she seems to unravel quicker than usual. Soon, her cunt is strangling my cock as she screams with my hand still pressed to her mouth. I let out a grunt before spilling my seed deep within her.
“How romantic,” Dani sighs.
Dani?
What the fuck?
I jerk my head to the doorway to see her lying on Reagan’s bed, staring up at the ceiling, a dreamy smile on her drunk face. The light from Reagan’s bedroom is enough to have given her quite the show, if she were looking. Something tells me she looked, all right.
“Don’t worry,” Dani whispers loudly. “I created a diversion so they wouldn’t know you were back here having sex. Sorry about the mess, Reagan. Andie doesn’t know what she’s talking about. I can keep secrets, too!”
I slide out of Reagan and quickly yank my jeans into place. She scrambles behind me as she hunts for her clothes.
“What kind of diversion?” I ask Dani as I scoop my shirt up and tug it back over my head. I offer her my hand before pulling her drunk ass from the bed to her unsteady feet.
“I ‘accidentally’,” she says, using exaggerated air quotes, “knocked all of the glasses out of the kitchen cabinet and onto the floor.”
Reagan groans from behind me before stumbling into the wall. “All of them?!”
“Yep!” Dani says, beaming proudly. “Ram told me to leave the kitchen before he gave me a spanking.” Then she loud whispers again. “It was hard to leave because that was super tempting. Ram’s kinky, too, you know. He once did this thing with his tongue while I was—”
“Enough, Dani,” Reagan screeches. “Ack. No more. Gross.”
“—tied to the hood of the car—”
“Lalalalalala! I can’t hear you—”
“—and the hood ornament got me right in the—”
“Noooooooo!”
“—I’m pretty sure I got third degree burns on my hiney from the hot metal—”
“Stahhhhp!”
“Were there witnesses?” I interject, amused by Dani’s drunk storytelling.
“Like fifteen!”
“Don’t encourage her, Lincoln Carter!”
“What’s going on in here?” Ram grumbles as he enters Reagan’s room. He takes one look at Reagan—as she tries to redress behind me—and my disheveled state before he starts gagging again.
“I even waved to Jimmy Franklin. That’s your mom’s pastor friend. We saw him driving by—” Dani gets cut off when Ram covers her mouth from behind, squeezes his eyes shut as to not see any more glimpses of his sister behind me, and drags his blabbing soon-to-be wife from the room.
“I can’t wait to be a Holloway, too,” I tease with a chuckle.
Reagan slaps my ass from behind. “The guy doesn’t take the last name, nerd. I’d be Reagan Carter. You wouldn’t be Lincoln Holloway.” She shuffles past me and shakes her head.
“Lincoln Holloway has a nice ring to it,” I muse aloud.
It’s then we lock eyes. We’re being playful but an awareness seems to prickle around us. One day I am going to marry this girl. I just don’t think either of us fully realized it until this moment.
I snag her wrist and tug her to me before giving her a quick kiss. When she pulls away, love dances in her eyes.
“You’re impossible, Mr. Carter.”
I smirk and flash her a panty-melting grin. “That’s Mr. Holloway to you, missy.”
“They’ve been going at this all goddamned day,” Ram groans his explanation for Reagan, who sits closely beside me on the sofa. Despite being annoyed, he’s loosened up after a few shots of tequila. Dani got cut off hours ago and is sleeping soundly up against his chest.
“Your mom is so stupid she brought a bible to Church’s Chicken,” I toss back at Roman, ignoring Ram’s complaining.
Andie snorts. “He’ll never stop, babe. Where do you think I learned it? My big brother over there.” She flashes me a proud smile. Her hair is messy as shit but at least they finally freed her from the latex mask.
“I’ll never stop either,” Roman grumbles. “Your mom is so stupid she tried to put M&Ms in alphabetical order.”
“You guys are both so stupid, I think I’m going to claw my fucking eyeballs out if you don’t quit,” Ram complains.
“You’re so stupid, you wore a coat to Dairy Queen because of all the blizzards,” Roman says and then starts laughing his ass off at his own joke.
“These were ‘your mom’ jokes,” Reagan reminds him, trying subtly to defend me.
I give her a wink that tells her I’ve got this. “You’re so stupid, when your doctor said you needed more iron, you planted your nine iron in your sister’s garden.”
Reagan and Andie gasp.
I flash Roman an evil grin. “I got you, motherfucker.”
“I fucking knew it!” Roman roars as he jumps to his feet before charging out of the house.
“Oh my God! Linc!” Reagan screeches. “You asshole.”
“You are so dead,” Andie huffs. “You do realize this, right? Dead. He’s going to kill you.”
Laughing, I rise to my feet and trot after him. Andie and Reagan are hot on my heels with Ram pulling up the rear while Dani sleeps on the couch. When I make it into the backyard, Roman is rummaging around in Reagan’s shed where I hid all the shit from the garden and cursing every time he sees something that belongs to him.
“Assholes! The both of you!” he hollers.
Reagan and Andie are chattering. Ram is laughing.
“You kind of deserved it,” I say, shrugging. He launches his shaver at me, but I duck out of the way. “Okay, so you definitely deserved it.”
When he goes back into the shed, losing his fucking mind, I turn and give Reagan a thumbs up. She smiles and shakes her head at me. “I can’t believe you, punk.”
I shrug. “It’s funny.”
“Oh, shit,” Ram barks. “Duck.”
Dropping to a squat, I narrowly miss the swing of a golf club.
Fuck.
So, he’s really pissed.
I take off running but that football-playing motherfucker tackles me. We roll around in the grass, each doing our best to pin the other. He may be slightly bigger and more of an asshole, but I’m fucking scrappy as hell.
His fist hits my ribs, but I clock him in the jaw with my elbow. Ram and the girls stay out of our way, letting us have at it. I manage to pin him on his back with my forearm crushing his throat. Then, I lean in and spill more secrets.
“I’m going to marry your sister.”
My whispered words send him into a homicidal rage because with strength I didn’t know he even possessed, he flips us over, and the last thing I see is his fist before he pops me right in the face.
As the darkness swallows me, I smile because Rey is worth it.
She always has been and she always will be.
“I told him you were kidding,” Reagan tells me, her hot breath tickling my chest. “Always have to be provoking that beast, don’t you?”
But I wasn’t kidding. It was the honest to God truth.
I stroke her hair and grin in the darkness. “He likes it when I poke at him.”
She laughs. “He so does not like it.”
After Roman knocked my ass out cold, Ram managed to drag me into the house and toss me on the sofa. Since everyone was drunk as hell, they all stayed over. Andie and Roman took the guest room while Dani and Ram took Reagan’s room. She told them she’d sleep on the loveseat, but as soon as everyone went to bed, she climbed under the covers on the couch with me.
“Do you think they’re going to have sex in your bed?”
“Dear God,” she groans. “I hope not. I still can’t believe she saw us having sex.”
“We put on a good show. Five bucks says she bones your brother in your bed.”
“Ew. Yuck. You’re sick.”
But not too sick because she straddles my waist. She’s long since changed into some shorts and a flimsy tank top that both have me wanting to rip them to shreds to get to her.
“Take off your shirt and let me see your pretty tits,” I whisper.
Even though the living room is dark aside from the moonlight pouring in from the window, she still looks around to make sure nobody is watching…like no lurking Danis in the corner. When she’s satisfied we’re alone, she peels away the tank, baring her breasts to me. I shove my hand between the cushions and hunt around until I find the chain that had been hidden in the couch earlier.
“Move your hair,” I instruct, my voice husky.
She pulls her dark hair back into a ponytail and holds it there so that her breasts jut out at me. I grip her sides and pull her closer.
“Will it hurt?” she asks, her plump lip sliding between her teeth.
“When I pull the chain it will.”
Her eyes widen but she doesn’t move away. I lean forward and tongue her nipple until it’s erect. Then, I pinch it with the clamp.
“Ow!”
I grin up at her. “Don’t be a pussy. You’re a tough girl.”
She rolls her eyes but leans her other tit toward me. I attach that clamp once I’ve licked that one hard too. The chain is shaped like a “Y” once the nipples are clamped. I take the end of the chain that hangs down to her belly button and give it a pull. She lets out a sharp breath.
“How does it feel?”
She looks down at her breasts. I have the chain pulled just enough that her nipples are stretched slightly. “It hurts but kind of feels good too.”
I tug harder and she cries out. “Too much?”
“No,” she breathes. “I like it.”
“Know what else you’d like?”
Her head shakes. “No. What?”
“I’ll show you. Why did you buy that entire box filled with different kinds of lube?” I’d nosed around earlier, while everyone was getting shitfaced, and found more lube than she and I could probably use in our lifetime.
When she doesn’t reply, I tug at the chain, making her yelp. “I thought we could try stuff.”
“Butt stuff?”
“Oh my God, Linc,” she squeaks. “What if one of them walks in on us? We could get caught doing the nastiest of the nasties.” But despite being embarrassed and fearful of her brothers catching us, she starts rocking against me. Nasty little girl. “Maybe.”
Thought so. We’ve been working for weeks to get to this point. Now, she can easily take three fingers after some stretching. I can’t wait for my cock to fill her instead.
“Take off the rest of your clothes,” I order, giving her chain a little yank. “I need you naked for what I have in store.”
She climbs off of me and starts stripping. The moonlight hits her creamy skin. She’s gorgeous as she dances in the darkness. I stand and peel away my shirt. It gets tossed to the floor on my way to the box full of lube. After rummaging in the dark, I find one with the bright red lid that says Anal Cherry Pop.
When I turn to look at Reagan, I grin at finding her sitting on her knees on the sofa as she inspects the nipple clamps. Fuck, she’s hot. I unbuckle my pants and lose the rest of my clothes along the way back to the couch.
“Someone might see,” she challenges but makes no moves to dress.
I smirk and point toward the guest room. “That headboard has been bumping the wall for the past five minutes. I think they’re a little busy.”
“Ew,” she says but then giggles. “What now?”
“Now, you bend over, put your sexy little ass in the air, and let me fuck you.”
She gasps. “B-But…”
“No buts. Well, aside from the butt I’m about to own. This is happening. Besides, you promised earlier.”
She huffs. “Why do I get turned on when you act all bossy and growly?”
“Because you’re addicted to sex, Reagan Carter,” I tease, using the name I’m going to give her one day.
“I am not addicted to sex. I’m addicted to you, Lincoln Holloway.”
We both chuckle, but then things grow serious when she gets on her knees and offers me her ass. I flip the cap open and pour a generous amount of cherry-scented anal lube down the crack of her ass.
“That’s cold,” she whines.
“I’m about to warm things up…”
I coat my finger and begin sliding it up and down along the crack of her ass until she’s pushing it toward me. In goes a finger from me and out comes a moan from her. I let her fuck my finger until she’s begging for more. Two and then three, her ass easily takes me. We’ve used regular lube in the past, but this shit is extra slippery—made especially for a cock in the butt.
“Ready, baby?”
“I am,” she purrs. “Wait.”
Her body stiffens as she listens. One of her brothers snores loudly. The other is attempting to bang his woman right through the bedroom wall.
“Okay,” she breathes. “It’s safe.”
Slipping my fingers from her, I lubricate my cock. When I begin to push against her tight hole, she lets out a whine.
“It’s okay,” I assure her as I caress her hip. “It’ll feel better than my fingers. We’ll go slow.”
I ease myself inside of her tight channel as slowly as I can possibly go. Her body is hot and grips the fuck out of my cock. I sure as hell won’t last long because it feels way too good.
“We’re doing this,” she whispers. “Oh, God. We’re doing this.” Just like she does on my fingers, she slides up and down, controlling the pace. “This feels better than your fingers.”
I drive into her a little faster and reach around for the chain to her nipple clamps. When I pull at the chain as I thrust against her, she cries out.
“Touch your clit, beautiful. I want you to come hard.”
She obeys and pretty soon, she loses control. Her body is meeting mine thrust for thrust, her moans aren’t even quiet despite her brothers being nearby, and her body is trembling with pleasure. It’s taking everything in me not to come too soon.
“Linc,” she moans, her entire body seizing with a sudden orgasm. Her ass clenches hard around me, and I come with a loud grunt. My release surges into her perfect little ass that’s no longer a virgin.
When she stops shaking and my cock softens, I slip out of her and give the chain a quick tug.
“Same time next week, Rey?” I tease and slap her ass before heading toward the kitchen to get something to clean her up with.
She looks over her shoulder and flashes me the sexiest look ever. “Same time tomorrow?”
“You bet your ass, baby.”