Author’s Note: Welcome to my latest story and entry into Literotica’s 2022 April Fools Story Contest . Over the years I’ve written stories about darker themes or mixed in serious conflicts and situations to add some realism to these forbidden fantasies. But life has been tough for a lot of people these past few years, and instead, I decided to tell a serious but funny story. Enjoy. LC68
Chapter 1
“Are you sure you want to go home, Tammy?” Brenda glanced into the backseat at the red light. “It’s only ten o’clock and we’ll probably be in the evening, there’ll be a lot of boys out on a Friday night.”
“No, I think I’m done,” Tammy replied. “I took some pictures and shared some offensive stuff with Jill and her sister and I had enough.”
“So, if Mickey’s parents hadn’t suddenly shown up, you would have stopped the party?” Donna asked from the passenger seat. “This is your first Friday night off in three months. You said you didn’t have to work until tomorrow night, right?”
“so?”
“You’ve been complaining for the last month about how much you need to rest,” Brenda reminded her. “There was more than one person around who would have been happy to help you before the party was over, but you said you wanted to come with us.”
“I do not know them.”
“When did you become so useless? I’ve noticed you get so dirty with people you’ve just met. Brenda looked to make sure no one had parked next to her, then she set down her pink and purple glass and brought the bowl to her lips, flicked the lighter, lit it and took a deep breath.
“That was before I met Rick and became a good girl,” Donna laughed, taking the bowl and lighter from Brenda, “With only one cock for six months, I never thought I would be able to do this one day.
“Hey, I’m not a slut, you know,” Tammy said defensively.
The word “shh” made both of her friends laugh and made her realize that she didn’t need to drink anymore.
“I didn’t say slut,” Brenda said, walking right toward Tammy’s neighbor. “But don’t act like you’ve never spread them after going to a party or club.”
“You know, my score is still in single digits,” Tammy said angrily as she headed for the bowl and Donna turned in her seat to hand her the lighter. “Compared to half the girls at URI, a twenty or ten year old boy made me a virgin.”
“Since we were in college less than ten years apart, what were your grades in high school?” Brenda smiled at him in the rearview mirror.
“Single digits.” Tammy lit the bowl and inhaled the acrid smoke into her lungs.
“A single point plus a single point equals a double point.” Donna laughed so hard she snorted, which made her laugh even harder and the other two girls laughed too.
“Look how much fun we’re having!” Donna told her. “You’ve been working on the books for three months, ever since you saw Rick sleeping with that stinking mentor of yours. Come to the club and find a hot guy.” “You can start another single-digit list, which you’ll make after six months of being a good woman.”
“You didn’t tell me you weren’t going upstairs with someone else.” Donna returned to the original topic.
“Maybe, but it was in a house full of people. I’m not going to go to a place like that with someone I don’t know.”
“You can let them take you home and your family won’t leave until Sunday, okay?” Brenda was barely getting by at ten miles an hour, drifting across Tammy’s road and trying to convince her to stay out with them.
“I could, but Jimmy’s home and that would be weird.”
“Jimmy that’s weird,” Donna reached into the back seat, but Tammy rekindled the bowl and handed it back to her.
“He’s not, he’s just a bit dorky and shy.”
Brenda whistled, “How embarrassing, the kid is only 18 and still a virgin.” “No wonder he’s weird, his testicles are full of nerves.”
“Maybe you could help him,” Donna suggested. “He’ll check on you when we’re done. You could take pity on him, I mean how long will that take?”
Tammy defended her brother, saying, “Leave him alone, he’s a good kid.” “Just needs to meet the right girl.”
Brenda quipped, “Send him to Comic-Con, there are a lot of stupid girls there.”
“Hey, I went to Comic-Con!” Donna explained.
“That’s the only way you can get people to see you in your slutty Poison Ivy costume.” Tammy laughed.
“What do you mean?” Donna said, laughing.
“Anyway, this weekend is my responsibility, so even if I get lucky at the party, I’ll still be home before midnight. I’m not taking anyone home with me.”
“Because Jimmy would upset you?”
“Jimmy never criticized me, and we had a great relationship with each other,” Tammy said.
“You don’t do it because it’s mean, right?” “She’s never had sex, so if she saw you carrying someone or heard your voice, would she mind?”
“Yes,” Tammy replied cautiously, waiting for the wise man’s follow-up comment.
“You’re a great sister.” Donna turned serious, which surprised her. “My brother was an asshole and he got me into trouble. We were always fighting.”
“I’m an only child and I’m proud of it,” Brenda chimed in. “But I think it’s great that you stood up for Jimmy, he’s a good kid and I’m the one scolding you, not him.”
“Good enough to give him that pathetic blowjob?” Donna laughed.
“Why don’t you practice, I heard you suck pretty bad.”
“Your father said that to make your mother less uncomfortable.”
Tammy rolled her eyes at the witty conversation in the front seat and blinked at the passing streetlights, which seemed brighter than usual. Between the drinking and the smoking, she was getting tipsy and overall feeling pretty good.
It was a shame to cut the night short, but she wanted to go home and see Jimmy, and if all went well, Jimmy could have a nice night of his own. As if on cue, Brenda stopped in front of Tammy’s house and pointed to where her silver Nissan was parked in the driveway.
“Hey, where is your brother on Friday night? Playing D&D with the other idiots?”
“So much for how nice you two were.” Tammy opened the car door. “He was at a party.”
“A party?” Donna asked, “A real party, like the girls there were?”
“Yeah, he was invited over by a girl I teach at the school, hopefully she likes him and can maybe get him out of trouble tonight.”
“Maybe that’ll help him!” Brenda clapped her hands. “Go get some, Jimmy.”
“It’s not just about sex,” Tammy shook her head. “Just being there with people and having fun is good for him.”
“The sex will be better, or at least make some sense,” Donna pressed.
“But that’s not what I said,” Brenda said.
“Night!” Tammy got out of the car and had to hold the door with her right hand. The sudden dizziness made her feel dizzy.
“Are you okay, party girl?” Donna asked. “Do you want me to carry you inside?”
“I’m fine,” Tammy said, taking a few deep breaths in the cool autumn air. “Just stood up quickly.”
“Last chance, are you sure you don’t want to come to the club? If Jimmy isn’t here, you don’t have to worry about him.”
“I almost fell out of the car and I thought that was the reason,” Tammy told him. “But thanks anyway, you gave me some fun.”
“We will, but what about you? Fired?”
“Maybe after living with this environment for a while,” Tammy sighed. “I’m very horny but I don’t have the courage to stay in the club for two hours.”
“Then I guess the only thing on you is plastic.” Donna smiled. “But hey, at least you can take it off when you’re done and not have to listen to them yelling about how great they think they are.”
“The glass is still half full, right?” Tammy closed the car door and knocked on the roof. “Have fun, but be careful.”
“I’ll call you tomorrow,” Donna called after Brenda left. “Maybe we’ll hang out.”
Tammy waved, then turned and headed down the porch path. She walked slowly, her head spinning from the mixture of Jack Daniels and marijuana. The cool air helped clear her head a little, and by the time she reached the front door and let herself in, she was so clear she no longer worried about standing.
She turned on the porch light for Jimmy and sat down on the couch. She took her cell phone out of her bag and sent him a text message.
“did you have fun?”
“Oh my God, Mother, what have I become?” she asked herself.
No, just excited for him and hoping the party goes well and that his sadistic brother makes some new friends, hopefully a special lady friend.Tammy bent down, pulled the end of the rope tied behind her ankles, and kicked off the black boots she had worn to the party.
She lifted each foot in turn and rubbed her aching feet. The shoes were brand new and the heels were the highest she had ever seen. She stared at them on the floor, thinking they would look great on hot guys shoulders or in the air while she looked at them, hard and nice at the same time.
Tammy really needed to fuck. She had broken up with Rick a few months ago and with work and school commitments she hadn’t had time to hang out. Maybe she would get some tonight if the party went ahead.
They held the party in Mickey’s large house, which had four first and middle bedrooms, an extra room, and a finished basement with several rooms for lovers. She knew because she had had several intense encounters there over the years.
Tammy didn’t consider herself a slut but the girls were right, she had her own man ever since she first started dating Rick. She thinks it’s funny and just like them she is annoyed by the double standard, a guy can fuck anyone and that’s a good thing but girls who just spend the night are worthless.
Rick was the first guy she had ever gotten serious about, even the first time she had been with was Ben, the boy who lived across the street. His family had been relocated for his father’s job, and he had come to say goodbye.
They were smoking cigarettes in her room, laughing, talking and then suddenly he kissed her. Their goodbye not only leads to her having sex for the first time, but she also has to suck cock and lick her pussy. It wasn’t Ben’s first time, he was so good between her legs that she came three times during their two hour romp.
The seal is broken; Tammy has never been shy about getting what she wants. She doesn’t hold herself back in any way, but knows she’s a beautiful girl, and from the neck down she has a lot to offer, especially her impressive breasts, which are accentuated by the form-fitting black micro dress she wears. Exploded.
The “girls” are great ice breakers at parties, clubs or anywhere else. Tammy isn’t shy about showing them off wherever she can find someone worthy of a ride.
“Mickey’s damn parents,” she whispered, leaning back on the soft couch and stretching her long legs out in front of her. “In the next half hour and a few more shots, the shots will be all about you, Kirk,” she frowned. “Kenny? Kyle?”
She burst out laughing. “While we were dancing, this guy with beautiful green eyes rubbed his cock against my ass.”
Should go to the club. She sits here almost sobbing, thinking about what might have happened. After tomorrow, she will be at Applebee’s then-current Sunday class every day this week, taking two yoga classes, and on Thursday she will teach English to young girls across the street. Then her grandparents come to visit her on the weekend, so she has to go home after get off work.
It would take at least another week for it to shut down and drain the battery. Tammy stared at her red-painted toes and thought it was a shame they couldn’t be on her chest. Instead, they lay curled up on her sheets when she got out of bed.
That was after Jimmy got home. Her self-pleasure could wait until she heard how his night went. She really hoped everything would go well. A little luck would do wonders for her lack of confidence, but some social interaction, especially with the girl who invited her over, could go a long way.
Tammy leaned forward, picked up the remote on the coffee table and sat back on the couch, searching for something to watch on Netflix while she waited. Hopefully her brother’s Friday night was more satisfying than hers.
Chapter 2
Tammy was startled awake by the explosion that turned up the volume on the TV. She sat up and pressed her fingers to her temples, the action making her feel dizzy. She blinked a few times before her blurry vision became clear, and then she picked up her phone and saw that the time was already 11:15 p.m.
She noticed that Jimmy hadn’t answered her, but he had received a message from Brenda. She clicked on it and saw a selfie of herself, Donna, and two handsome guys. “They should come out to play!” It was the news.
“Bitch,” Tammy muttered, then turned off the TV and lay down.
This is a good sign that Jimmy is not home yet, he should be enjoying himself, and probably everyone else too. Tammy picked up her shoes and headed for her room, intending to wear something more appropriate than the outfit that almost claimed to be a “free lunch”.
Jimmy hadn’t said what he’d seen her wearing before, or that she’d sneaked into the house smelling of weed and sometimes drunk, but he didn’t need to see that to know how his sister had conducted herself.
There was more to it than that, and she knew it. In recent months, Tammy had caught him looking at her, not casually, but staring. Tammy realized that not only was she a virgin, but she had been on about six dates in her life, including one dance she attended with a female friend whose boyfriend lived a state away and didn’t attend the school.
This kid had never seen a woman naked, not even in porn, except in porn, until some of his friends came over to use his pool in the summer. Tammy didn’t worry that he was a pervert because he was thinking about her in a morbid way, a curiosity driven by inexperience.
But that didn’t mean she had to encourage it, and she tried to be more careful around the house when she was sure she caught him staring at her breasts and buttocks multiple times, and the fact that she was missing a red and black lace bra.
She never confronted him, having no intention of embarrassing him, and Brenda once mentioned that she had been furious when she found an ugly stain on her thong under her brother’s bed. She went to her mother, who told her: “A boy will be a boy and will be fine when he gets a girlfriend.”
So Tammy didn’t really care about it. Of course, if he had come home, she would have seen him on the couch saying hey, hey, let’s get dressed, but when she first came home, her expression was ambiguous.
She left the lights on so she wouldn’t come home in the dark and went to pull back the curtains that Jimmy had left open. Tammy grabbed the rope, then frowned when she saw the 2015 Volkswagen Jetta that her parents had bought for Jimmy’s graduation.
He came home without waking her to talk. Why wouldn’t he? Tammy now turned off the light and walked down the hallway. She saw a light under the door and listened for a while.
He swore he heard light moans coming from the room. Was he sneaking out with someone? He wouldn’t have minded if he knew, but now he needed to know. He knocked lightly on the door, but when there was no response he knocked harder.
“Hey, bastard, open the door, I know you’re in there.”
“I’m busy!” she called him back.
“Did you enjoy the party?”
“Excellent, I’ll tell you tomorrow night, Tams!”
He looked nervous and breathless, and there was someone with him!
She knew she shouldn’t do this, but she couldn’t help herself. Catching him with a girl would be priceless. Besides, she wanted to see who he was and what he looked like. Tammy grabbed the door handle and turned it.
Locking
He never closes the door but seals it.
“Who did you bring in?” she said, knocking on the door. “Hey, I’m Jimmy’s good sister, come out and say hi!”
She heard footsteps and Jimmy opened the door, but only halfway, and he was standing with his back to the door so she could only see his face.
“There’s no one here!” He looked angry. “Sleep!”
“Nice try, I heard the groans and you did,” a bright smile spread across his red lips. “You’re all red and sweating a lot, and your glasses fell off.” He lowered his voice. “Good job, brother! Is she pretty? What’s her name?”
“Molly Minx, right?”
“Huh?” Tammy frowned. “That’s not her real name.”
“No, that’s his porn name, because I’m watching porn,” Jimmy was so angry, he looked worried.
“Really, are you alone?”
“Oh, for God’s sake,” Jimmy opened the door, revealing his bed. His laptop was on it, and Tammy could see him relaxing over an image of a woman being fucked doggy style. “Are you happy to see me showing you masturbating like the loser I always am?”
“Hey, don’t get mad at me. You’re not a loser. Just stop talking like that.” Tammy put her hand on his arm, which was the only part of him she could see other than his face. “You’re going to meet someone.”
“You sound like mom, you need to stop, I don’t need my sister’s pity.” He went to close the door, but she moved her hand and placed her palm on the door.
“Calm down, I just want to talk to you.”
“I know, but I don’t want to talk.”
“Was the party fun?” she continued. The way he was behaving suggested that maybe it wasn’t good, now she wanted to know what was going on and he seemed annoyed.
“It’s good, Tammy. From the way it smells it’s not as good as yours, but it’s still okay.”
“Then why are you angry?”
“do not worry it’s OK.”
“Except for you,” Tammy placed her hand on his cheek. He flinched, but he felt how warm her skin was.
“Are you okay, Jimmy? You’re sweating a lot and your face is red.”
“I…yes. I mean no, I just feel a little weird.”
“Do you have anything to drink?”
“Yes,” he muttered with disdain. “I did, and that’s the problem.”
“Did it make you sick? What did you drink and how much did you drink?”
“Leave me alone for a little while, okay?”
“I want to make sure you’re okay,” Tammy pressed the question. “Did anyone slip you something interesting?”
“Tammy, I know you care, but I just need to be alone.”
“Wouldn’t it be disgusting to see you jerking off,” Tammy pointed out. “Something’s wrong here.” “Sure everything’s okay? We can talk if you want.”
“I don’t want to talk, I just want to take care of something and go to bed.”
“Looks like you really need some attention.” Tammy smiled, trying to lighten the mood. “He must have turned you on a lot at that party.”
“Yes, that’s it, I’m so excited.”
“You need to show me a picture of this attractive little girl.”
“Yesterday,” Jimmy lowered his head and narrowed his eyes. “Did you wear that to a party?”
“I did it, I know, it’s kind of corny.”
“There’s… something about this.” His eyes fell on the large cleavage she was displaying. “Daddy’s gonna fuck up.”
“Doesn’t father know?”
“Yes, that’s right.” He glanced at her long legs. “This is definitely not a piece of cloth.”
“That’s why they call it a micro-dress.”
“You put all the girls at the party to shame.” He was breathing hard, like he was trying really hard, sweat dripping down his cheeks. What did he drink, Fireball?
“Thanks, where’s Jimmy?”
“Umm?”
“My eyes are up.” She placed her fingers under his clammy chin and lifted his head.
“Oh, shit, I’m sorry. I mean I wasn’t looking at anything, just the dress, it’s…”
“Forget it,” Tammy gestured him away. “How about I get you some Thera-Flu? You can take one dose and go to bed,” she laughed. “You know, once you get some stress relief.”
“I told you I’m fine.”
“Okay, you’re fine. The question is how is she and will you see her again?”
“I’ll never see him again,” Jimmy’s usually gentle brown eyes flashed with unusual anger. “I’ll never see those people again.”
