Jordan's POV:

  I kiss her soft lips and pull up her hoodie in between breaths. She has no bra on and I smile at her, causing her to smile back. I throw the hoodie onto my floor and pick Cheyenne up with one of my arms wrapped around her waist. I place her on the wall and use my other hand to take my strap from my shorts.

MATURE CONTENT AHEAD

  As I pull my strap out, Cheyenne stops me.

  "We do this all the time, I want to be pleased for real." She says .

  "What do you want to do?" I ask, kissing her neck.

  She moves my arm so she can get down and brings me into my room. I close the door behind us. As Cheyenne lays down on the bed, she pulls me in by my shorts. I slam onto my soft comforter that smells like Danica. She takes off her sweatpants and to my surprise, she's wearing no underwear either. She begins to become more dominant and I get a little uncomfortable, but I let her. She takes my clothes of until I'm completely naked. I grin at her as she gets on top of me.

  "What you tryna do shordi?" I ask as I hold her waist that sits vertically on my own.

  She smiles and lays against me as she places her vagina on mine. As she strokes I moan a little and so does she. Her vagina gets wet instantly. She grabs my shoulders and strokes tirelessly. I grab her waist and rub her against me faster.

  "Damn, who knew you could do this?" I say jokingly with a breathy laugh.

  Cheyenne kisses me meticulously. I wrap my arms around her as she falls onto my body. She then begins to suck on my neck. She continues to stroke and we both enjoy it. We cum together, filling the room with loud moans. She looks at me and tells me to go get my strap. I get up quickly and retrieve it from the pile of clothes next to my bed. I put it on even quicker and get back onto the bed. Cheyenne gets underneath the covers and I follow. She lays with her naked body facing me. I look at her perfectly shaved vagina and slide my strap in.

  "Shit..." She moans.

  I take her neck into my hand and stroke slowly in and out of her. She grabs my arm with both of her hands.

  "Go faster..." She demands.

  I do as I'm told. As I get faster, I feel her hands grabbing on to my arm tighter as well as her vagina on my strap because she's harder to stroke in and out of.

  You about to come again?" I ask.

  "Mhm." Is all I get from her until she lets out another loud moan. I kiss her until she pushes me away and unclips my strap from around my waist. We switch positions so that I lay down on my back now. She seeths into the darkness underneath the covers and I feel something penetrate me. My eyes roll back. I assume it's my strap. Suddenly, I feel her tongue lick my throbbing clit.

  I'm going to be completely honest. I have no idea where Cheyenne got the idea to do this. We've been going at it since she's gotten here. That's 3 hours. I like her taking over though. That shit is sexy.

  My head tilts back as my eyes roll back even further. My mouth opens wide and Cheyenne fills it with her fingers. I suck on them subconsciously. I moan through my closed mouth. I tense up as she pushes my strap deeper inside of me. I relax after a while though. I tighten around my strap and begin to cum. My moans are supressed by Cheyenne replacing her fingers and inserting her tongue into my mouth. She pulls back suddenly and looks at me in my eyes.

  "You've pleased me." She says soothingly.

  "You've pleased me too." I respond with a smile.

  Cheyenne and I make out for 15 minutes straight and Danica doesn't cross my mind even once. She then gets a phone call and I see the caller ID. It reads "Kels". I think of my sister but I don't think too much about it really being her. Cheyenne picks it up and answers. I listen to their conversation.

  "Hey kels." Cheyenne answers.

  I can't hear the other person on the line.

"How was your first day back in town?" She asks.

  My eyes widen and I snatch the phone from Cheyenne. I put the phone up to my ear and hear my sisters voice going on about her night. My eyes get wider and my jaw drops. I hang up and jump out of my bed. My naked body jiggles as I land.

  "You fucked my sister?!" I yell.

  Cheyennes eyebrow raises in confusion.

  "Kels is your sister?" She asks astonished. "Ya'll look nothing alike."

  "Yes thats my damn sister. What the fuck bro. You like fucking your girlfriends family members or something?" I say quick and accusingly. 

  "Now Jordan, how the fuck was I supposed to know that Kels was your sister. You think I did an entire background check on her or something?" She says raising her voice at me defensively.

  "I mean, you fucked her...you didn't check to see if she had at STD or anything either!" I bursted at her.

  "Can you calm down because you sound extremely hypocrtical." Cheyenne says calmly trying to deescalate the situation.

  "I'm not hypocrtical g!" I say as I put my clothes on.

  "Just sit down Jordan. You're making me anxious. Please." She says looking at me.

  I sit down as I finish putting on my boxers and sports bra. I'm breathing hard and I can feel my face pulsating and I know I'm red without looking at myself in my mirror. Cheyenne doesn't say anything. She rubs her hands together and looks up at me.

  "I didn't know Jordan." She says.

  "I know. I know." I say calmly. I grab Cheyenne's hand. "I'm sorry yo."

  She nods. "You're good." She smiles. "You called yourself my girlfriend."

  I grin and realize I did. "I did." I say kissing her neck.

  Cheyenne pushes me away.

  "Don't you got a girl though?" She asks, giving a sly smile.

  I can't help but go quiet. Danica. I start thinking of all the technicalities.

  Danica isn't really my girl. We fucked like 3 times...that's it. I didn't know her that long. Do I even want her for real or was she just substituting Chey? I want Cheyenne.

  I snap out of my thoughts and begin kissing on her neck again. Cheyenne pushes me away once more but I force my way. She gives in and puts her hand on the back of my neck as we lay back down on the bed. I get up on my knees as I'm kissing her neck and play with her pussy. It gets wet again. It's like she gets wet just by me touching her.

  "Mm-mm." She says as she shakes her head no and pushes me back.

  I look at her demented.

  "Yo what?" I ask in an annoyed tone.

  "So for one..." She starts and I roll my eyes. "I fucked your sister and you have a girl, this is toxic as fuck." She explains.

  "I don't have a girl and you didn't know she was my sister." I rebuttal, trying to kiss her on the lips. She mushes my face.

   "Okay but does this girl know she's not yours and does Kels know that I'm fucking you?" She asks, with her hand still on my lips.

  I move away from her hand and respond, "No and no." I say letting out a sigh.

  "Mhm." She says. Cheyenne reaches for her phone and I watch her.

  She goes into her recent calls and facetimes Kels. I come to realize that she has no shirt on and cover her up with my blanket but in an effort to do so, Kels sees me. In my sports bra. In the frame. With Cheyenne's naked body right beside me. Kels stares and she says nothing.