The room was hot. A wet heat that seemed to soak into Carolyn's bones and made her lethargic. She lolled in the bed as the fuzz of her last orgasm blurred her vision. Carolyn brought her hand to her mouth and tasted herself. She was sweet and sticky. She traced a trail of saliva across her lower lip and down her throat. Carolyn felt the bed shake. She turned her head and saw the blue hair of Kryln obscuring her friend's face. Kryln's eyes were locked shut as her hands moved across her naked breasts. Charles was between her legs with his face buried in her cunt. His strong hands grasping her ass, the flesh spilling from between his fingers.
Carolyn had been watching them for hours. She was on the receiving end of Kryln's ministrations at some points during those hours. Watching Charles press himself into her blue doppelganger while Kryln's tongue danced over clit set her body on fire. Surges of feeling coming from her heart and flowing out to her extremities. She couldn't deny it. Carolyn wanted to fuck her brother. Wanted to feel that hot meat between her legs. He wouldn't let her. Carolyn and Kryln had both tried to coax him into Carolyn's waiting body, but he just wouldn't bite. Well, he would bite, she'd seen him do that.
She loved him. Her brother had been the closest member of her family growing up. They had shared all their secrets. The fact that he was the only one to come looking when she'd been lost in the fog of lust with her Kryln spoke to that love. The desire she felt now might be because he was the only cock in the room. That was enough however. She didn't care why, but she wanted him, and he wouldn't take her. She looked back over to Charles and Kryln as they coupled.
Charles was hard again. How many times had it gotten hard now? The thick meat of his manhood rising up out of the stitch of his legs. He was entering Kryln.
"Oh yes, Charles. I can't believe your filling me again. So big."
"I love this tight wet space of yours. I can't get enough for some reason."
Carolyn found the strength to roll from the bed. She stood and watched Charles fuck for a few moments. Then she walked around the back of him and wrapped her arms around him. She moved her hips in time with his. She pressed her body against his back.
"Carolyn what are you doing? I told you I just can't...think of you in that way."
"Shut up and keep fucking my friend."
He did. He moved faster and she kept up with him. The thrusting was fascinating. She could almost feel some extension of herself stretching out into Kryln. It moved through Charles. It penetrated him as well. She liked the feeling. Pushing herself forward and then retreating. All the little moans and cries of her friend as she was fucked. She could almost play Kryln like an instrument. She shifted her thrust right and Charles did the same. She changed the rhythm and his firm body responded. Kryln called out.