"...in Anna's Room." Now, you weren't the type of person that reacts strongly to anything, but if you were drinking something you swear it would be all over your girlfriends carpet right now. Instead you settled for a simple double take and a bemused expression. You vaguely notice that Zoe has the same expression on her face. Seeing that you both were at a loss of words, Zoe's mom continued talking. "I know what your thinking, and I won't have any of it. The last thing I wanna hear is you two going at it at night."
To her credit, Zoe recovered the quickest. " But mom, that's not fair!"she exclaimed, bursting out of her seat to confront her mother on eye level. "I can't have a boy in my room but Anna can?"
"I trust Zack to keep his hands to himself, and Anna knows better. Besides there's her room is the only one with two beds" Mrs.Catherine countered, trying to logically convince her daughter. Zoe wasn't having any of it.
"BUT THAT"S NOT FAIR!!" Zoe yelled.
"Young lady I will not have yelling in my house. He is sleeping in Anna's room and that's final. Do you understand?!" Mrs. Catherine said, her eyes boring into her daughter's with an intensity only a mother could muster. Anna, amazingly, did not immediately break under that gaze and stared right back. You watched silently as this battle of wills raged in front of you. Maternal Love vs. Zoe's need to get smoked. Zoe was putting up the good fight, but he had battled this same battle and he knew how it ended. Almost on cue, Zoe looked down, her shoulder's slumping in defeat and muttered a "Yes". Mrs.Catherine gave a quick nod before heading to the kitchen to fix up dinner. Zoe sighed the sigh of unwanted understanding before sitting back down. To your credit, you were smart enough to pretend that the confrontation never happened, and eventually, after some coaxing, Zoe cheered up enough to enjoy the rest of the day with you. Eventually, you found yourself kissing your girlfriend goodnight, in the doorway to Anna's room.
"You seem to be handling this well." you say.
"Yeah, well she's right I guess. The second you got into my bed I would have probably felt you up" she says blatantly.
A good hearty laugh escapes from your mouth. "Yeah, maybe next time." you say as you peck her on the cheeks. "Goodnight Zoe"
"Goodnight Zack." She returns the peck with a quick kiss before heading down to her room. You stared after her for a while before closing the door.
"Your lucky you know."
Despite yourself, you jump a foot into the air as you turn around to look at Anna. You totally forgot she was there. "Lucky about what?" you answer hoping to steer the conversation away from his frightened look.
Anna didn't immediatedly answer, instead opting to silently examine you. As you waited for her to answer, you couldn't help but examine her as well. Anna was, indeed, not as busty or tall as her sister, but her she more than made up for it by having wide hips and shapely thighs. Her long baggy pants strained to hold a bubble butt that you swear would touch her thighs when they bounced. Her breasts were perky torpedoes with plump aerola showing even under her black t-shirt. She would be a bombshell when she grew up. So enraptured in your examination you almost missed what she said. "She would've worn you out by the first orgasm." she said strait-faced.
This tore your eyes away from your-admittedly perverted-examination. "What? How would you know?" you say, slightly ticked at the assumption that he was a quick shot. "You don't know how long I can-"
"I wasn't talking about you, I was talking about Zoe. You don't look like you could survive a plowing from her." she said calmly.
You stare at her for a while before you say with a deadpan "Zoe does not have a dick."
"Uh yeah she does." she says with the same infuriating calmness.
"No she doesn't. She's a normal girl not some kind of hot tranny."
She raised an eyebrow. "She's not a tranny Zack."
"That's what I've-"
"She has a pussy too."
"...Bullshit."
Anna sighed. "Fine if you don't believe me I guess I'm gonna have to show you." Before you can even respond, she reaches under her very long t-shirt to unbutton and her pants.
"Woah, What the hell are you do-" You find yourself speechless as an utter monster of a dick immediately flopped out of Anna's constraining pants. The phimosised head fell halfway down her thighs, it's thickness reminding him of one of those one liter water bottles. It was soon followed by two sweaty cantaloupes and a musk so heavy he would be smelling it all night.
"Do you believe me now?" she asked.
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