Crazy Sex Adventures(Erotica)

Over the next couple of weeks, we find a place for me to rent within my price range, get together one night at Kristina’s when her parents are gone, and anxiously look forward to moving day.

Lauren suggests that Kristina and I ease into the whole dating thing gradually so as not to arouse any suspicion. Lauren, Kristina and my parents help me move into my new home and everyone goes home with no opportunity for the three of us to christen it. Lauren calls me as soon as she gets home.

“Damn!” she says when I pick up her call. “I wanted to give you a little housewarming present!”

“I would have really liked that,” I answer, lying back on my bed as we talk.

“Alex called,” she says, changing the subject, sort of.

“Oh?” I answer noncommittally.

“She thinks we should have a housewarming party.” I can hear the smirk in my sister’s voice and my cock stirs, knowing what kind of housewarming she has in mind.

“Mmm,” I answer even more cautiously. Lauren and I haven’t talked about Alex or Kylie any more since the lingerie party.

“Mmm yes or mmm no?” Lauren asks, clearly enjoying my discomfort.

“What do you think about it, Sis?” I ask, deflecting her question with a question of my own.

“You liked fucking her,” she says.

“Yeah,” I answer guardedly.

“I don’t have any hold on you Brandon,” she says matter-of-factly. “You can fuck whoever you want.”

“But you’d rather I didn’t?” I ask and get a long silence before she answers.

“I’d rather that you didn’t want to fuck anyone but Kristina and I but if you want to fuck Alex it’s okay,” she says quietly.

“What makes Alex different than Kristina,” I ask, honestly wondering about how she sees our relationship.

“I don’t know,” she says. “It just is. I need to go to sleep now. Good night, Brandon.”

“Lauren?”

“Yes.”

“I really don’t even care if I fuck Kristina. We’re just doing that so no one gets weird that you and I are spending so much time together. Tell Alex that I don’t really have time for a party.”

“I love you, Brandon,” Lauren says, hanging up before I can reciprocate.

Following Lauren’s advice, Kristina and I gradually become a couple, going to the movies and out to dinner by ourselves. Of course, while that’s happening the three of us are fucking our brains out every chance we get. Both girls have dinner at my house several nights a week, which usually consists of quick service take out and an exhausting romp on my bed. As predicted, our parents aren’t too happy about the age difference and my dad takes me aside the first chance he gets to confront me about it. He’s at my place helping me fix my leaky dishwasher when he brings it up.

“So, what happened between you and Karen?” Dad asks as he gets on the floor to reach under the sink.

“I don’t know,” I shrug. “It just didn’t work out. We didn’t have as much in common as I thought.” He just nods and starts tightening a connection.

“You and Kristina have been seeing a lot of each other.” It’s not a question so I don’t immediately answer.

“She’s a nice girl,” I finally offer after he raises his eyebrows at me.

“Yes, she is,” he acknowledges. “A bit young, though.”

“Only six years difference,” I answer, maybe a little too defensively.

“She’s your sister’s age,” he says, sitting up and pushing the button on the dishwasher. “She’s always looked up to you like a big brother.”

“It’s not like we’re getting married, Dad,” I say, my defensiveness continuing in spite of knowing better. “Besides, after all the fighting Karen and I did, it’s a relief to be with someone who is always so upbeat and likes me just for who I am.” This isn’t untrue even if it isn’t the real reason Kristina and I are dating.

“She’s going to get hurt,” Dad says matter-of-factly as he stands up and brushes off his pants.

“Why do you say that?” I ask.

“Because you’re on the rebound, she’s infatuated with an older guy and this is a recipe for disaster. Trust me, I get how you feel but if you’re smart you’ll break this off before it goes too far.” This is a lot more critical than I expected him to be.

“We have fun together and nothing is getting out of hand. Besides Lauren is with us half the time. She’s fun, I like being with her and I’m not going to hurt her, Dad.”

“You won’t mean to, Son,” he says, putting his arm on my shoulder and giving me his ‘I know what’s best’ look. “She will get hurt. It’s not a matter of if, it’s only when. Better it is sooner rather than later. Let her grow up, date some guys her own age.” He makes it sound like a command.

“It’s only six years, Dad,” I protest. “When we’re thirty, six years will be nothing.”

“You’re not thirty,” he says, tersely.

“I hope to be someday,” I joke, trying to lighten the mood. It doesn’t work. “Seriously, Dad, what’s the big deal? This isn’t like you.”

“Your mother and I want you to stop dating Kristina,” he says, still giving me the severe stare. I just look at him, run my hand through my hair and turn away.

“Why?” I finally say. “I know what you’re telling me but there must be more to this.”

“We’ve been friends with the Andrews for a long time, in fact they’re our best friends. They don’t want to see their daughter hurt. They agree that it would be best for everyone if this didn’t even get started.” What the fuck! I thought they’d be concerned but I never thought it would be like this.

“This is just weird!” I yell. “Why not just let it run its course. We’ve barely started dating, it’s not like either one of us are taking this as seriously as you guys are.

“Are you sure she isn’t?” Dad asks, causing me to pause and consider Kristina. Nah, she’s in it for the fucking just like Lauren and I.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Yes! I’m sure,” I answer confidently. “If it isn’t meant to be, it’ll fizzle out. And what if we do become serious? How cool would it be that your best friends could be your in-laws?” I tease. When Dad stiffens, I hold up my hands. “Just kidding, Dad.”

“It’s not funny,” he says, gathering his things. “Please, Brandon, think about what I said. You don’t want to hurt her or ruin our family relations.”

As soon as he leaves, I call Lauren.

“What the fuck!” Lauren says. “They’ve never interfered like this before.”

“Do you think it has anything to do with wanting to keep the Andrews happy? Maybe there is something to what Kristina said about the cabin?”

“Oh God!” Lauren shrieks. “It couldn’t be that! Could it?” Who knows? We agree that I’ll call Kristina and give her a heads up, too.

“I know,” Kristina says after I describe the conversation with my dad. “My mom had the same conversation with me. What are we going to do?”

“We’re both adults,” I answer. “We knew they wouldn’t approve. This is just a little more intense than I expected.”

“Me too,” she says quietly. “Brandon, I don’t want to stop being with you guys.”

“Me either, Kristina,” I answer.

“Okay, then let’s ignore them for now,” she says decisively.

“Let’s!” I agree. We hang up and I fall back on my bed, wondering about my dad’s motivations.