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=Zalvek= [Sister's Boyfriend] =Duragon=

The last thing Vince was expecting was for Potur to cling onto him. He was almost sure that this was going to be a one time thing between them. Potur was far too attractive to actually want something with him. It was almost better feeling than cumming inside her... almost.

Vincent closed his eyes and tried to hug her back, his penis slowly sliding out of her, glistening in their fluids and impressively still semi-hard. "I did enjoy it. I loved it. It was the best ever. Just so intense." He watched her a moment before kissing her lips. "I guess I should dress up a little bit..."
 
Potur giggled softly to herself before nodding. "Mm... I should do the same as well. Who knows when Nebila will wake up." Once he slid out, Potur reached underneath her bed to pull out a small towel to wipe off their juices. She reached for the garments on the floor and giggled as she watched him dress himself in a rush.
 
He was a skillfully quick dresser, although his hair was slightly ruffled and his cheeks aflush, he recovered quite quickly, leaving hints and clues of their hidden deed scattered over his outfit. "Potur... I had a ton of fun with you." He looked away a moment. "I just hope I didn't offend you... and I don't want you to get the wrong image of me... this..." he spoke with his hands, opening his hand towards her before pointing back at him self. "This entire thing we had going here... was great. But I really want to see more of what you have in..." He tapped the side of her head gently with his finger, his palm resting against her cheek. "I should probably leave for tonight. I'm sure you can get my number from your sister's phone. You can call me anytime you like." He kissed her quickly, a simple peck to hint her that he wasn't really a one-timer.

"If you wanted this to be something we do once and move on... you can tell me and I'll understand. But I really like you... a lot." He said with a smile, turning as the door was pushed open by a still slightly groggy Nebila.
 
"Mmm... I did as well dear. Don't worry about anything, I had a wonderful time and I hope you did as well..." With a sly smirk, she winked at him before zipping her violet shirt back up. Although what she didn't anticipate was him becoming... smitten with her, for the lack of better words. Still, this would make things more interesting, and she'd play along for now.

Potur offered a warm smile to her groggy sister before replying, "Well, it's about time you woke up sleepy head! You left your poor guest here with nothing to do..." She shook her head and laughed softly at the half-asleep girl. "Good to see that you're up now though... Spend some time with him while you still can before he leaves." Although she was being truthful, she couldn't help but find herself almost predicting what would happen in the near future...
 
Nebila stumbled into her room, her nose thankfully clogged or else she would have easily smelled the essence of sex. "Vince? What are you doing by yourself in my sister's room?" She asked, her voice slightly slurred, but fixing itself up. Apparently she hadn't taken in as much of the "ingredient" as needed to give her a full force knock out.

"I'm not alone baby. I was with Potur. She was giving me some pointers on how to make that Alfredo. It was tasty." He looked back at her. "Every little bit of it."

Nebila rubbed her eyes, picking off the sand, missing the subliminal message.
 
"Apparently your boyfriend has a lot of culinary aspirations, he has my approval sis." She laughed softly to herself before standing up from her bed and stretching lightly. "I don't understand why you can't cook Nebila, considering I can..." She smirked before ruffling the half-awake girl and chuckling. She left her room first and headed down the stairs to do the dishes, which of course she didn't have the time to do.
 
Nebila glared at Potur then at Vincent, grabbing his arm and starting to drag him out. "Are you staying over tonight Vinny?" She asked, Vince looking down at her with an uncomfortable face. "Um, I'm afraid I can't. I have to get home... I just can't stay tonight." Nebila frowned, "Why can't you stay tonight?" Vincent sighed. "Would you like to spend the night at my place? I'm sure my brother wouldn't mind." "Yeah, are you kidding me? Of course I would!"

The two of them came down the stairs as Vincent reached for his keys and gave them to Nebila. "Would you start my car please?" He asked quietly and in a polite tone. Nebila grinned and took his keys, regaining a little balance as she ran out to his car. Vince looked back at Potur. "I'm taking her to my house for the night. You know, to get her mind away from thinking about exactly what we did." He looked back at her, the front door still opened as Nebila reached for the ignition and started the car. Vincent brought his arms around Potur's waist and softly nibble her ear. "I'm going to see you later I hope."
 
Potur glanced up from the kitchen in surprise. She would have expected the two of them to stay up stairs, and not see them tomorrow morning. For his sake, she hoped Vincent had high endurance, she thought to herself with a chuckle. "Going to head out are you...?"

Her eyes peered over at Nebila as she excitedly ran outside. It was amazing how absolutely dense the girl could be... Still, she would take advantage of it. She smirked at Vincent playfully and softly nipped at his neck when he went down on her lobes. "You know... you're doing this like you've played behind her back before. Are you sure it's your first time?" She asked with a joking smug expression.
 
Vincent sucked his teeth and his eyes left the answer seriously unanswered. They reflected her like glass as a small smile formed on his lips. "I will bring her back before two tomorrow." He said, facing her as he stepped back towards the door before turning and finally leaving.
 
Potur frowned when she saw Vincent's face. That definitely wasn't the expression she was hoping to elicit from him... She sighed and put a hand at his hips and rubbed affectionately. "Now come on... It was just a joke, don't take it too seriously, okay?" She smiled and pecked him softly on the cheek before starting to turn his body and pushing him towards the door. "Now don't keep Nebila waiting, she still is your girlfriend after all!"
 
Vince heard her, but decided not to answer. Instead he walked towards his vehicle, Nebila waiting for him impatiently.

He sat into his seat and looked over at her with a smile. "You ready to go?"

"Yeah, we're going to have a fun time right?"

"Of course sweetheart." He said quietly, Nebila kissing his lips before he could do anything else.

He pulled away quickly and started to drive. "Let's wait until we get home. I need a shower too... that food was rather heavy."

After that, the two of them vanished on his dim blue vehicle.
 
Once the dishes were done, Potur headed back up to her room. The musky scent reminded her fondly of what the had done only an hour ago. She purred softly to herself as she crawled into her bed, her hands wandering back down into her panties to have a little fun before bed.
 
The evening seemed to be the slowest night of Vincent's life. He had never wanted hours to rush by so quickly. Arriving at his home, which was enormous and wonderful as his parent's paychecks appropriately described, Vincent quickly got into the shower, taking a long time, thinking of Potur, her excellent body, and character. He couldn't get her out of his mind, and he seriously wished that Nebila ressembled her just a bit more. After his shower, Neblia attacked him, wasting no time in getting his tired yet still hardening cock into her pussy. The two screwed for the majority of the night, Vincent finding himself having trouble ejaculating, and even so, his loads were not a plentiful as they were before. Secretly, he wished it was Potur, but of course, the differences between were to great for him to simulate.

Nebila's fingertips raced along his back as he breathed hard, his stiff shaft punishing her and driving itself deep inside her warm insides. A short while later, Vincent came into his latex condom and sighed, pulling it out as Nebila rested happily in his arms. Eventually the two continued to screw until just before morning.
 
Potur woke up, with her pants wrapped around her ankles. She groaned silently before slowly standing up right. She yawned lazily before shuffling out of her room and down stairs. Something was preventing her from walking very well. Her blue-silver eyes looked down at the pants and she grunted sleepily before flinging them off of her legs and wandering down. She thought about what to eat for breakfast as the wandered down to the kitchen before flicking the television onto the news.

In a few minutes she had two eggs sizzling on the skillet. Even when she was half-asleep, the girl could easily cook an acceptable meal. She stretched lazily before softly scratching her navel. Her navel? She looked down.

Apparently she had never put her top on after last night either. What a shame. Well, it was a good thing Nebila and Vincent hadn't stayed here then!
 
"My God... Vin... you were so into it last night." Declared an amazed Nebila, lying flat on his pillowtop bed, her knees bent slightly. Vincent brought in some breakfast for her and chuckled. "I guess I really missed you. Or maybe I finally decided to lead this time." Nebila smiled, "Do it more often... I think I came..." "Shush..." He cut her off, placing the tray of food on a small table on the bed. "Eat and then I'll drop you off at your place. I hope your sister spent the night alright by herself." Nebila dug into the blueberry pancakes and paused when he mentioned Potur. "Who cares? She probably had one of her thirty ex boyfriends drop in and give her a mouthful. She doesn't need you worrying about her." Vincent's eyes narrowed.

Several minutes later, the two got ready to head back, although Nebila wanted to stay, Vince was itching to see Potur again, and had to face an inevitable problem. Potur and he wouldn't be alone as much anymore, thanks to last night, Nebila seemed clingier than ever.
 
Realistically speaking, Potur hadn't thought of doing much more than just last night. It wasn't really a long-term plan after all. Although she would figure something out later on if she was lucky. With her meal done with, she snuggled herself up in a warm blanket while laying on the couch to watch some television in the morning. Although she certainly did consider getting her hands around that large cock again... Despite all of the times she's had sex, there wasn't one with such stamina and spirit that she had seen before! She'd have to come up with something...
 
Vincent soon entered the house with Nebila opening the front door. Thankfully (maybe) Potur's blanket was on enough for her to cover her exposed self with. Nebila moved her hair from her eyes, frowning. "Potur!" She yelled, Vincent and I are back... so if you're screwing, close your door!" She yelled, Vincent placing his hand on her arm. "Be quiet... what if she's still sleeping? Be a little more thoughtful." He said quietly. "Go up to your room... change your clothes or something... you still smell like me." He whispered. "So what? I like smelling..." "Stop it.. just go do as I said please?" She frowned and grabbed a towel from their closet before making her way up the steps.

Vince sighed and made his way around, not really sure where Potur was until he entered the living room, seeing her pretty much relaxing, if not slothing around like a bum. But the most beautiful bum ever nonetheless. Vince couldn't help but to show a smile. "Hey, morning there." He said, walking over closer to her, taking a glance at what she was watching before his eyes moved back to her.
 
Potur idly listened to the cheesy jazz music play on the weather channel. The next few days looked like they would be quite nice. Sunny and warm... Perhaps she'd take the chance to go out down town for a day of shopping perhaps. She purred and snuggled further into the sheets.

And then that horrible voice ruined her peaceful morning. She groaned silently to herself before watching her head up the stairs. She was annoyed that her sister couldn't even remember to shut the door. At least, she was until she saw Vincent. Potur smiled warmly at him and gave a small wave. "Mm... Hello there. Have fun last night?" She asked half-jokingly. Surely she had put Nebila in her place when it came to who was the better sex partner in the family.
 
"We did have a nice time... but it was just something I had to do to keep her busy that night." Vincent didn't really hesitate like he had the day before. His hand brushed gently against her check as his lips reached out for hers.
 
Potur giggled and eagerly returned the kiss as well. Knowing Nebila, it would be a shower at least fifteen minutes long. That'd be plenty of time to at least get him off once. She smirked again before playfully pulling his hand until he was on the couch with her. Her dark brown hand glided along his inner thigh slowly.
 
Vincent followed her lead and sat down quicker than a hiccup. He watched her intentions and didn't need any other form of translation. "Potur... this early?" He asked jokingly, although he wasn't completely erect, it wouldn't take much effort on her part.
 
"Mmm... You can't expect to just leave me there last night, and NOT have my thoughts?" She smirked before quickly unzipping his pants. Her hands wriggled into the hole before pulling out his semi-erect member, and bringing her mouth down on it, to quickly bring it back up.
 
Vincent wince slightly, halfway laughing at her sudden oral attack. "Hey, maybe this is..." He sucked in wind again, his cheeks filling with oxygen. "Oh, fuck it..." He said with a smile, his hands coming up to cover his blushing face.
 
At first Potur was concerned that Vincent was going to want to hold off doing anything tonight. So she was glad that he seemed to want this just as much as she did. As his length began to harden, she purred up against it, her vibrations shooting through his shaft.
 
"Shit... just check out how hard you've made me so early in the morning..." He said, watching her suck down his solid cock. "It's so fucking good..." He mentioned quietly, his eyes narrowing as he watched her, one of his hands moving to reach for one of her breasts.
 
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