What Girls Want

“Riley, I’m so jealous of you,” Danielle said as she lay on my bed looking up from her phone. “I’d give anything to have a body like yours. Just look at your fucking tits. They’re huge.” My best friend ogled my naked body for a moment while I tried on some of the clothes she brought over for me. “Put on this one.” She tossed me a red t-shirt with a white heart on the front.

I’ll never get this fucking thing on. I slipped it over my head and arms, barely pulling it down over my breasts. “This is way too small.”

“No, it’s not. You’d give every guy at school a hard-on if you walked in wearing that.” Danielle laughed and went back to scrolling through her phone.

I slipped on a pair of tight white shorts that left part of my ass hanging out and crawled on the bed beside her. “What are you looking at?”

Danielle shifted her phone where I could see it. A line of messages with photo attachments filled her inbox. She opened one after the other, all with dick picks attached. “I’m trying to decide who I want to fuck next.” She stopped on a message from a phone number I recognized. “Yum.” She licked her lips while she studied the guy’s cock on the screen. “Rich Harris. I haven’t had him yet.”

“Well, I have. Don’t bother.” I rolled my eyes and thought back on that awful night.

Danielle looked over at me with an expression of shock on her face. “You fucked Rich? Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Yeah, it was a few weeks ago. I’ve always thought he was cute, so I let him pop my cherry. I didn’t really like it…and I know how much you love sex…so I was a little embarrassed to say anything.” It was more than I didn’t like it. I hated it. I don’t know if it was Rich, or me. But his cock pumping in and out of me hurt like hell.

“No girl likes it their first time. So who else have you fucked and not told me?” Danielle looked ecstatic that I’d finally been deflowered.

“Just Rich. No way could I deal with that pain again…ugh.” I squinted my face at the thought.

Danielle laughed. “You have to keep doing it, Stupid. You’ll probably have an orgasm next time. And then you won’t be able to keep your legs closed.” Danielle reached over and poked my pussy through my shorts. “You’ll be a little slut just like me.”

Danielle was definitely labeled a slut at school. Other girls didn’t like her, or me either, since she and I were friends. But Danielle got loads of attention from guys. They were always flirting with her. And once her phone number started circulating around, she received numerous messages with dick pics and propositions to fuck.

I envied the attention she got from guys, which is why I fucked Rich Harris. I wanted to find out if sex was as great as Danielle said. I came away with the answer of, no. But maybe she’s right. You can’t judge anything by trying it only once. Time to try it again…if I can find a guy that turns me on enough.

Danielle pulled up another pic and shoved it in front me. “Does this cock look familiar?”

“Of course not.” Even though I liked looking at the picture, the guy’s cock wasn’t familiar. And why would it be? The only one I’ve seen up close was Rich’s, and that was just for minute before he was inside me.

“Well, it should. It’s Trevor’s.” A wicked grin spread across Danielle’s face.

What the fuck? “My brother sent you a picture of his dick?”

“Yeah. He wants to fuck me.” Danielle said it like it was no big deal, and I guess to her it probably wasn’t. After all, she gets loads of guys wanting to bang her. And now one of them was my brother.

“Why would Trevor want to fuck you? He’s dating Megan Kesler…the head cheerleader…probably the hottest girl in school.” I couldn’t even wrap my head around the shit.

Danielle ran her hand through her wavy black hair and shook her head like I was an idiot. “Riley, let me break this down for you. Trevor and Megan aren’t fucking. She’s a stuck-up prudish bitch. The only reason he’s dating her is for the status. He’s on the football team and one of the hottest guys in school, and she’s the head cheerleader. They make the perfect social couple and it makes sense they’d be together. But girls like Megan don’t have sex. They’re nothing but cock teases. That’s why he’s wants to fuck me. He’s horny as hell and knows I’ll give him what he wants.”

“Are you going to fuck him?” My curiosity peaked. I had no idea Trevor and Megan weren’t having sex, according to Danielle anyway. I wasn’t quite sure she always knew as much as she claimed to. But one thing was for sure, Trevor was trying to hook up with her. No doubt about that.

“I’ve considered it. Trevor is hot.” Danielle looked over at me and gave me another devious grin. “But he’s your brother. You should be fucking him, not me.”

“Are you crazy? That’s sick…even coming from you.”

Danielle loved to shock with me sexual things she did, and some of it I found disgusting. Stuff like how she loved to swallow as much cum as some guy could pump down her throat, licking a guy’s ass, and letting two guys fuck her at the same time. She even let her step-dad fuck her twice that I know of. Now she’s trying to get me turned on to shit like that…even worse…she wants me to fuck my own brother. What a freak.

Danielle raised her eyebrows at me. “Oh, come on. You can’t tell me you don’t think Trevor is hot. I don’t care if he is your brother.”

Trevor is attractive. But we don’t exactly get along. We never have. And the thought of having sex with him was just weird. I’ve never even seen him totally naked. “I guess he’s okay. But there’s no way in hell he’d consider having sex with me. He acts like he hates my guts most of the time.”

“You want to see a change in Trevor? Stop wearing frumpy shit like this all the time.” Danielle picked up one of my over-sized sweatshirts off the bed and dropped it back down after making a disgusted face. “Just strut around him in a skimpy outfit like you’ve got on now, and he’ll forget the fact you’re his sister. The only thing on his mind will be how bad he wants to get in your tight little pussy.”

I laughed. “I’m not so sure about that. Besides, even if he wanted me, I don’t think I could get turned on enough to actually have sex with him.”

Danielle stood up and grabbed my hand. “Come with me.” She led me down the hallway to my brother’s room. “Trevor is at football practice this afternoon, right?”

“Yeah,” I said, puzzled about what she was up to.

Danielle opened the door to Trevor’s room and I followed her in. We walked over all his clothes spread across the floor.

Damn, he’s a slob. “Okay. Why are we in here?” If Trevor were to come home now, he’d kill me for being in his room.

“I’ll tell you in one second.” Danielle shuffled a pair of jeans and boxers out of the way with her foot. She looked around the room at his clothes then reached down and picked up a jockstrap of Trevor’s—probably one he had stripped off after a practice. “This will do.” She held the crotch of the jockstrap up to her nose and took a deep inhale of it. She closed her eyes and had a dreamy smile on her face like a drug addict that had just got a fix of heroin.

“Ewww.” I shook my head in disgust. “You really need help.”

Danielle stuck the jockstrap up to my nose before I had to time to push her hand away.