Down the Rabbit Hole (closed)

StFornicate

Sinful Salvation
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I was in the middle of my junior year of college. So far, things had gone quite well for me; college classes were easier than anticipated, and I found I had more than enough time to party and chase women, while still keeping my grades up.

Granted, I had a little pharmacological help in that regard. It really is amazing how much cocaine can help a guy focus on his studies, and how much you can truly process while stoned out of your mind. Maybe it was just me. I don't know. But I was doing quite well in spite of my extra-curricular activities.

I was driving home for spring break. A week off school; a lot of my friends were going to Malibu or Mexico, while I was just going home. Which was fine by me, I had plenty of friends I wanted to see, and plenty of supplements to keep myself occupied. And, of course, my hard-working parents were out of town all week on a business trip of some sort. I was given the duty of ostensibly keeping an eye on my little sister...
 
I was excited that school was finally done and that summer was here! My parents were going out of town and had agreed to let one of my friends sleep over since my older brother was going to be around. My friend Erica and I had been at the neighborhood pool laying out and swimming a little for most of the day, it was fun being with her because she was wild and confident...one of the most popular girls in school and had been Homecoming Queen the year before.

We had already showered and eaten dinner and were in the basement on separate couches watching a movie and gossiping. I was usually very shy and reserved, which is probably why I loved being around Erica so much. She was always loud and the life of the party, so full of confidence and always getting attention and pretty much anything she wanted.

We were both sitting there drinking soft drinks and chatting, barely even paying attention to whatever movie we had on. I remember her talking about personal and almost taboo stuff before eventually falling asleep on the couch down there in the dark.
 
By the time I pulled into the driveway, I was already pretty high. I'd smoked a joint on the way in, and about an hour ago I start taking sniffs out of my little cocaine bullet. Not quite as good as a fat line, of course, but a little bumpy bump here and there really kept my focused, and it wasn't long before I was buzzing along.

Granted, it was pretty late when I pulled in. Almost midnight. I knew I wouldn't be able to see any of my local buddies til the next day. The upstairs lights were out when I got home. I grabbed my bag and headed inside. "Hello? Michelle?" I called out for my sister; I could hear what sounded like a movie going down in the basement. My bedroom was down there anyway, so that was where I headed.

To say I was pleasantly surprised by what I found down there would be a bit of an understatement. My sister was crashed out on one couch, and her friend Erica on the other. I remembered Erica from high school, of course; even as a freshman, she had been dating seniors, and had garnered quite the little reputation for herself. Her rocking body certainly helped, as well as her flamboyant, carefree, fun demeanor. I knew she'd be up for a good time. I snuck on by the girls, smirking as I noticed all they were wearing was little panties and camisoles. Hell, even my own sister looked pretty good like that, and I was high enough that I didn't really feel bad about checking her out.

I slipped into my room and dropped my bag off, and took another sniff or three out of the bullet, and then took it back out to the living room.

I knelt down next to Erica.

"Hey you sexy little thing," I whispered in her ear, stirring her... "how about a little party?" I asked, loading the bullet and raising it to her nose...
 
Erica woke up when she heard the voice but was still confused and disoriented as her eyes fluttered and she sat up and yawned. She looked up at the handsome older guy kneeling beside her struggling to fully wake up and also trying to place the somewhat familiar face smiling at her in the dark.

She smiled when she heard his offer recognizing him as Michelle's older brother who used to always be on the go and never around when they were younger. She sat up and smiled to herself as she saw his eyes on the small lacy top she had on, "Shouldn't you be in your room?" she teased, adding that she really shouldn't be doing that stuff anymore.

She inhaled sharply when he held the bullet to her nose, giggling and very aware how the top struggled to contain her chest as she leaned over to sniff it. She could feel how aggressive and to the point he was as he put one hand on her thigh as she kept taking hits from him...giggling more and telling him to stop, that she had a boyfriend...that he should behave and not wake Michelle up.
 
I could tell that Erica's protestations were hardly real, as she kept taking the offered bumps of coke and granting me views down her little top of her barely-contained tits.

She certainly wasn't trying to cover them up at all.

It really wasn't long, once she was good and high, to direct her hand to my thigh, where she found my stiffening cock. She rubbed it and giggled like a schoolgirl. Appropriate.

"That's it, get it out and suck on it, little girl," I told her, and she was a bit too eager, I suppose, if one were to ask her boyfriend about it.

And it really wasn't long after that, she was peeling her top off, and I was peeling her panties off, and I mounted her half on the couch, savoring every bit of her sexy little body, her big tits jiggling with my thrusts as I pumped myself in and out of her.

Her earlier request to quiet down must have been forgotten, because she moaned and groaned and begged for cock like a little slut, and cried out in pleasure as I fed her more of that nose candy, even as I fucked her!
 
I was sleeping and was irritated that something kept pulling me out of sleep and almost waking me up. I half opened my eyes and it took a second to remember where I was and that Erica was there, then I heard the sound that had woken me up again.

In the half awake state I was in I leaned up just a bit when I realized it sounded like someone in pain...someone trying not to cry out, like a almost muffled groan. I could hear the wet, slapping sound and honestly didn't connect it until I turned to my left and saw the other couch. I could feel my eyes widen and my face burning with embarrassment when my eyes focused enough that I could discern what was happening....

I could see a large body with a t shirt still on and a naked ass moving up and down, the slapping was coming on the down stroke when he would slam his body into the person under him. I could feel my jaw drop open just like in a cartoon as I watched that bare ass move so violently and with purpose as it drove again and again into the other body.

I could hear another moan, louder this time and as I woke up realized it wasn't a cry of pain at all as a familiar voice moaned and cried out "Harder". I could hear myself gasp as it dawned on me it was Erica taking the monumental fucking I was witnessing. I felt so humiliated when I realized it was my older brother on top of her...his body slapping into hers and making her moan that way.

I laid down and pretended like it hadn't woke me up....and felt so dirty and confused when I couldn't take my eyes away from them.
 
"Here, have another bump," I said to Erica, practically shoving the business end of the bullet in her nose, and she was happy to snort at it, taking more coke up her nose; her body responded immediately, her pussy squeezing my cock and bearing down on me, and I resumed driving my cock deep into her, again and again, and somehow managed to get myself a bump in the process.

It was enough to drive me wild! I dropped the bullet, not caring about it now, focused solely on fucking this high school slut underneath me, her legs splayed out wide. Out bodies slapped together obscenely. I didn't give a shit if I woke up my sister; hell, I'd practically forgotten she was there!

The bullet rolled across the floor, stopping right next to Michelle's sofa.

I grunted, feeling my orgasm impending, and drove hard into Erica again.

"Ooh, fuck yes Tommy, cum in me please cum in me I wanna feel it..." Erica was begging like a bitch in heat, and it drove me over the edge! My balls boiled, roiled, tightened, and my cock spasmed and with a loud low roar I signaled my release within her, spraying her insides with my jism as I buried my dick inside her...

She moaned in pleasure, and started to cum on my cock, milking it hard as I cum, her whole body invested in the process, her hips working her pussy on my cock, until we were both spent, and she collapsed back on the couch, naked and sweaty, and I slowly pulled my impressive, dripping tool out of her well-used cunt...
 
I could only blush and stare as I watched Tommy relentlessly pounding into her...their bodies slapping together as she moaned louder the faster he went. I pulled the blanket up over my face and laid there pretending to be asleep and feeling so dirty and wrong for not being able to look away.

I heard her voice rising, asking for him to cum in her...then hearing her crying out then him groan a few minutes later and finally slow down his assault on her. I could hear them both breathing heavy and felt like I could die from embarrassment right then and there when Tommy stood up, revealing what he'd just had inside my friend.

I was so glad my face was hidden as I gasped....seeing just how large my brothers cock was, still covered in wetness and what was obviously sperm still leaking from it. As he reached for his boxer shorts I could only look over at my friend. We changed in front of each other before plenty of times but I'd never really paid attention...and had never seen her like this.

I could see the sweat coating her tanned body, her large breasts rising and falling as she tried to catch her breath. I could feel my face burning as I blushed seeing her red, swollen vagina leaking out what my brother had just injected her with. The small line of blonde pubic hair wet from both sweat and cum as she laid there and joked with my brother.

I couldn't bring myself to even move until he'd left and I could hear her snore and was sure she was asleep. I finally got the nerve to sit up and make sure I was alone, then try to come to terms with what I'd just seen. I stood up planning to use the bathroom real quick when my foot hit the small bullet that Tommy had shared with her.

I bit my lip and then picked it up, feeling so nervous and wondering what I was even thinking. I walked as quiet as I could to the downstairs bathroom and sat on the toilet considering what to do. I'd stood up and poured out most of it and remember it burning the back of my throat as I inhaled it all.
 
After finishing with Erica, I had headed off to my bedroom, feeling quite good. A good fuck, a good buzz, a good first night back home for spring break. I took a quick hit off some weed, clouding my mind, and lay back on my bed.

After a little while, I slipped off my jeans and tee shirt, and put on a pair of thin black pajama pants. It was then, of course, I thought to look for my coke bullet... And discovered it was missing. "Shit," I muttered. I must have dropped it out there. I opened the door and headed back to the TV room... and discovered that my sister had gotten up. It was dark. I tried to look around for the bullet as best I could, but then I heard a tell-tale sniff, snort, sniff come from the nearby bathroom. The door was shut but the light was on.

"That little bitch," I said. I walked to the bathroom, and gently rapped my knuckles on the door.

"Michelle, you in there? I gotta take a shit," I lied.
 
My entire body literally jumps off the floor when I hear someone knocking on the door, almost slipping and fall and knocking the little 'bullet' off the sink in the process.

I can hear my brother tell me he has to 'take a shit' in his normal charming way and I can feel my body already starting to panic as I get on my knees and try to hurry as fast as I can and find that thing...

I want to hurry and find it, wipe what was left of the white residue off the sink and just get the hell out of this bathroom as quick as possible. I can feel my heart sink and butterflies tickle my stomach as I get so nervous at the possibility of getting caught. I fall completely to my knees and am looking to see if it rolled behind the toilet when I realize I didn't even lock the door, thinking it was so late and everyone was asleep...
 
I hear a little thud inside the bathroom; more than enough to pique my curiosity.

"Hey, Shelly, you okay in there?" I ask, pushing the door open... And I am greeted with quite the view!

My teenage little sister, on her hands and knees, her ass in the air and pointed right at me, looking around the bathroom floor for something. I see the coke powder on the black marble sink countertop.

"Hey? What the hell are you doing in here?" I demand, my voice terse with anger. I spot the bullet lying behind her on the floor. Was she already so high she couldn't find it?

"That's mine," I say, moving towards her, and bending over, grabbing it and scooping it up. "What the fuck were you doing with this?" I demand, holding it out in front of her. When she looks up at me I can see the white powder on her nose and upper lip; apparently nobody taught her how to do coke properly!
 
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