Tobi took the bottle and, before spinning, announced, "How about we really start playing the game? I'm saying it right now. I'm choosing dare."
The bottle ended up on Tiffany again. A huge grin appeared on her face, and she said, "Let's see if I can make you regret those words. Drop your pants and show everyone what you're packing."
He proudly stood up and took center stage. In one smooth motion, he dropped both his pants and boxers to reveal his cock. I looked away as soon as he stood up, but based on the reaction of Charlotte, it must've been big.
Mia said, "This is the second black dick I've seen, and both are jaw-dropping."
"Too bad, girl, 'cause this is all mine."
I heard the sound of Tiffany getting up next to me, and the sound of footsteps followed. I turned back around, and Tobi and her had disappeared. Mia looked at Drew, and they stood up and walked away, too.
I looked at Charlotte and asked, "What do we do now? Do we leave?" She shrugged her shoulders.
Drew came back into the room in his boxers and tossed a strip of condoms to me. "The sofa's not the most comfortable, but I've had some good sex on it before." He then disappeared back into his room.
I looked at Charlotte again, but this time, she pounced at me and started to kiss me. Her tongue invaded my mouth, and despite knowing this was wrong, I started to kiss her back.
Eventually, I pulled myself away from her and said, "This is wrong."
"Is it? It's not like we're related by blood. And when was the last time you got laid?"
It was right before my high school girlfriend broke up with me the summer after her freshman year, but I wasn't going to tell Charlotte that.
"See, it's been so long that you can't even remember," she said as her tongue once again made its way inside my mouth. We continued kissing for a few minutes before I pulled away again. She let out a sound of frustration.
"We shouldn't be doing this," I firmly said.
"Why? I'm horny, and you would be lying if you said you weren't, too. It's a little weird, but it's not wrong because we're not actual siblings. I wanted to show you what a college party is like, and hooking up is part of that. How about this? Let me do my thing, and if at any point you feel like stopping, we'll stop. Deal?"
I looked at her face, and I couldn't bring myself to say no to her. I quietly said fine, and she started kissing me again. I was pushed against the cold hardwood floor.
Her hands began working on my pants, and I shimmied out of them. I felt her hands slip into my briefs and began playing with my cock. She took a break from kissing me to say, "Help me get out of this sweater."
We both worked on getting her sweater over her head. She had a matching light blue bra on. She reached behind her back to unclasp her bra and tossed it to the side with her sweater. Like I had assumed, her boobs weren't as big as her mom's, but they were bigger than I initially thought. A nice handful and maybe a little more.
Charlotte leaned down, but instead of her mouth, my mouth made contact with her tits. This was the first pair of boobs I had ever played or sucked on. My ex said she had sensitive nipples, and wouldn't let me anywhere near them. She would even keep her bra on the few times we did have sex.
Even though I had never done it before, it felt natural. I took one of her pink nipples into my mouth and started sucking on them. My tongue twirled around her nipples, with my hand massaging her other tit. I switched focus to her other tit and ran my hand along her back.
We worked to get her leggings off, and now she was completely nude. She rolled off of me onto the floor and immediately said, "Ok, carry me onto the sofa. The floor is too cold." I lifted her and laid her on the sofa. Before I could get on top of her, she pulled my briefs down, and I squirmed out of them.
I didn't have a monster cock like Tobi did, but it was above average in length and girth. Charlotte took it in her hand and began stroking it. It had been a while since I had sex, but it had also been a while since I had jacked off. So a few minutes of an attractive girl touching my penis was enough for me to shoot my pent-up load all over her.
"Sorry, sorry, sorry. I haven't masturbated in a while, and it's just been built up for so long, and..."
"Calm down. You're all good. This is not the first time a guy has cum on me. It's better than you lasting two minutes inside of me."
She used some of the cum that was oozed out as lube, and before I could collect my thoughts, she took me in her mouth. Another thing my ex hated to do was give head. She said it was disgusting to put a penis in your mouth. Charlotte didn't share the same philosophy as she was very eagerly sucking my cock.
Her tongue was doing undescribable things to my penis. She even tried deepthroating me a few times but was unsuccessful. After five minutes of continuous dick-sucking, she stopped and said, "I need your help to get your entire cock in my mouth."
"Why?"
"Are you seriously asking a girl why she wants to deepthroat you? You need more help than I thought. It's something I like to do with every guy I've been with. Does that answer your question?"
I nodded.
"OK, hold my head and sort of just push it in my mouth. I'll let you know if it's too much."
She took most of it on her own and then motioned for me to finish the job. As she said, I gently grabbed her head and started to push the rest of my cock into my stepsister's mouth. She started gagging, and I began to pull out but she held me firm.
The sound of her choking turned me on, and I pulled out a little, only to push it back in. I started to slowly fuck her mouth, being careful not to overdo it. We found a rhythm together, and I ended up cumming a second time that night, this time in her mouth.
She ran to the kitchen sink to spit out my cum and rinse her mouth. She turned around, with my cum still streaking down her chest and body. "Sorry," she said. "I try to swallow every time but I can't. I don't get how some girls do it."
"No need to apologize, especially after you gave me my first blowjob ever."
"Hold on, when you said you can't remember the last time you had sex, have you ever had sex?"
"Yes, I have! I'm not a virgin, give me some credit. But my ex-girlfriend wasn't exactly the most interested when it came to sex. I've had a lot of firsts tonight."
"OK, then non-virgin. Show me how you fuck." She laid down on the sofa, making herself as comfortable as she could, her legs wide open, her pussy wet from excitement, ready to take my erection.
I got on the sofa and lined up to her entrance. "Uh, huh," she said. "Protection first. You're not off to a great start proving you're not a virgin."
"Shut up."
"Why don't you make me."
I grabbed a condom, put it on, and lined myself up again. I looked at her, and she had a smirk on her face, challenging me to prove myself. Without a second thought, I thrust into her and started fucking her with everything I got.
She was caught off guard by my pace, but slowly, she got used to it and started to like it. She bit her bottom lip, eyes locked on me. Her hand clenched whatever it could find, and wouldn't let go. Her perfect size tits jiggling every time I slammed into her.
I knew I couldn't keep going for long, but I needed to make her cum. With whatever I had left, I kept on going and got the reaction I wanted. Her legs wrapped around me tightly. She began moaning as she arched her back upwards. Quick, short breaths escaped from her mouth, and she began to tremble before everything went quiet and still.
My now flaccid cock pulled out of her as I slid onto the floor next to the sofa. I looked up at Charlotte, who was taking deep, heavy breaths now. She turned onto her side to look at me, and with the biggest smile I had ever seen, she said, "I believe you."
A sense of pride washed over me as I started to catch my breath, too. Somewhere in the apartment, a door opened, and the sound of footsteps got closer to us. Unashamed about being naked, I lifted my head to see Mia wearing a long t-shirt and messy hair.
"I only heard what happened, but I could tell it was good." She walked into the kitchen for some water and went back to Drew's room.
A phone began to ring under our pile of clothes, and Charlotte said, "Shit! That's mine. Could you grab it for me?"
Unwillingly, I got up, dug through our clothes to get her phone, and handed it to her.
"Hey, Nat!... Yeah, we're coming back to your place, our car is there... No, I think we're going to head home. Thanks for the offer... I'll see you there. Bye!"
She sat on the sofa, and I saw her pussy was red from the hardcore sex we had just had. She did her in a messy bun and looked at me with her big blue eyes. "As much as I enjoyed that, I don't think I can take another round, at least not this quick."
That's when I realized I was getting another erection.
"Let's get cleaned up, and go to Natalie's to get your car. You're good to drive, right?"
"Yeah," I said.
I washed my face in the kitchen sink and threw on my clothes while she went to find a bathroom. She came back 10 minutes later, got dressed, and shouted, "Thanks for the fun night, guys. We're heading out."
We got the Uber to Natalie's and got to her apartment, where she opened the door in her pajamas. As soon as she saw Charlotte, she said, "Someone got lucky tonight. And don't try to deny it. I know when I see 'I-just-got-fucked' hair. Oh, sorry, you probably don't want to hear about sister having sex," she told me.
If only she knew. I had left my keys at the apartment, not wanting to lose them, so after getting them, we headed to the parking lot to drive home.
"Are we going to talk about it?" I asked.
"We will, but not now. Right now, let's just enjoy it."
Nothing else was said for the rest of the car ride. When we got home, the lights were off. We quietly let ourselves in and tiptoed up the stairs.
When we reached in front of her room, we stopped. I whispered, "Thanks for taking me to the party tonight. And for what happened after."
"You're welcome for taking you to the party. And I should be the one thanking you for what happened after. I needed that more than you did." She leaned in and kissed me on the lips. She slipped into her room, closing the door quietly.
I went into my bedroom, shut the door, and collapsed onto the bed.