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My Girlfriend's Sister

By: cubbiefan84



My girl, Christina, has a sister. This is our story.

For years, she was jailbait for every guy in the neighborhood. She had an incredible body and a pretty face to match, and took full advantage of both in the skimpy outfits she paraded around in. The day she finally turned eighteen, more than ten guys had showed up at the house looking for her.

She had long blonde hair with streaks of brown and a pair of big blue eyes that could stop a guy dead in his tracks. 

It was obvious that she had a crush on me. Whenever I was around, she'd be all over me, touching me and flaunting her plump, perky tits and round ass. I flirted with her too, when Christina wasn't around.

Today, she decided to tease me with a lacy tank top that showed off plenty of cleavage as well as a white mini-skirt. My eyes crawled up and down her delicious, young body as she entered the room and she smiled sweetly at me.

"Hey, Bryan!" she said, wrapping her arms around my neck and pecking me softly on the cheek.

I slid my hands down her back and gave her ass a quick squeeze. She squealed and slapped me playfully on the arm.

"Hey kid. Where's your sister?" I asked.

"Um... I think she ran to the store. She should be back soon," she replied.

I collapsed onto the sofa.

"All right, I'll just hang out here."

"Mind if I join you?" she asked.

I patted the spot next to me on the couch invitingly.

"Sit that cute ass down, little girl."

She grinned and sat close to me, her head resting on my bicep.

"Do you really mean it?" she asked after a while.

"Mean what?"

"Is my ass cute?"

"Yeah, sure..." I answered with a laugh. 

"No, Bryan... I mean it! Is it too big?"

"Of course not, babe. Who told you that?"

"Some guy at school."

"Well, forget that guy. He just wants you, that's all."

She seemed to be content, but pressed on.

"OK, who's got the better body, me or Christina?"

"I can't answer that..."

"Oh, come on! I won't tell!"

"I guess I'd need a better look to decide."

She smiled flirtatiously and stood up. She stuck out her round backside in front of me and peeled her skirt up slowly. She was wearing a red g-string, not leaving much to the imagination.

"Well...?"

"I still don't know... shake it a little for me, baby," I requested.

She happily complied, sitting down on my lap and grinding her ass against the growing bulge between my knees.

"Let me get a feel here..." I murmured, in a daze.

I slid my hands all over both of her plump cheeks, spanking each of them gently.

"Harder! You can do better than that," she whined.

"Oh, you like it rough, little girl? Why don't you bend over Daddy's lap?"

She obeyed immediately, laying down across my legs and pressing her perky, young breasts against my knee. She giggled and kicked her legs in the air as I slapped her ass until it was red.

Within time, my hands began to wander south until one of my fingers brushed against her warm pussy. She squirmed in my lap, gripping my ankle and exhaling a warm breath onto my thigh. I couldn't believe she was going for this!

By now I had mustered up the confidence to begin fingering her, sliding a few fingers between her wet lips and feeling her entire body tremble. After a few minutes, I relented and she rose to her feet. She caught my eye and licked her lips suggestively. 

"Bryan..." she whispered.

I stood up and faced her. She looked up and gazed into my eyes. 

"Where is this going?" she asked softly.

I pulled her face close to mine, pushed her hair from her face and caressed her cheek. Then, I leaned in to kiss her lips. She didn't seem to protest and opened her mouth, allowing me to slide my tongue inside. As we kissed passionately, I cupped one of her breasts in my hand and squeezed it. She jumped as I pinched her nipples, but seemed to enjoy it.

"I want to fuck you..." I managed to say in the brief moment when our mouths parted.

"I want to suck your cock..." she mumbled absently, holding a hand over mine as I groped her chest.

With my free hand, I fumbled with my button and zipper, eventually undoing my pants and tugging them off. Liz sunk to her knees and pulled my boxers down slowly, biting her lower lip in anticipation. Finally, my throbbing seven-incher flopped out and came to rest mere inches from her face.

I grabbed hold of my member and wiggled it in front of her mouth.

"Open up, girl," I ordered.

She smiled and opened her mouth, invitingly. I slapped it against her wet tongue a few times and then stuffed the first few inches between her soft lips. She held it in her warm mouth and slowly, but powerfully sucked it. With one hand, she massaged my balls and the other was buried between her legs.

"Fuck, that's good!" I exclaimed when Liz was sucking particularly hard.

She popped my shaft from her mouth and continued to stroke it.

"Better than my sister?" she asked sweetly.

"We'll see..." I replied, collapsing on the sofa and shoving her head back into my lap.

She happily slurped every inch of me for what seemed like an eternity before standing up and straddling my lap.

"I'm ready for you," she declared, positioning my cock beneath her pussy and using her fingers to open it wide. She slowly sat down on my lap, her mouth open and her eyes closed as I entered her. 

"Holy shit..." she moaned as I began to bounce her up and down on my lap, thrusting my cock in and out of her.

We fucked in every position we could think of. At one point, we had rolled onto the ground and kept going at it. I had her bent over the leg of the couch when I felt the first pangs of orgasm approaching.

"Here it comes," I warned her, pulling out.

She knelt before me, gripped both of my knees and opened up her mouth as I furiously pumped my shaft with my fist.

"Come on, Daddy, I want your hot load all over my-"

She didn't have time to finish that thought. I had shot a hot rope of seed down her throat and followed it up with another that hit her in the cheek. In a few moments time, her entire face was coated in a thick layer of cum.

"Oh my god!" she exclaimed, semen dripping from her lips. 

I was breathing heavy, still squeezing out the last few drops. Liz traced her tongue all around the head and planted a few soft kisses on the shaft, causing me to shiver in pleasure.

"You did good, kid," I said, brushing my hand on her cheek as she lapped up the rest of my load.

A car pulled up in the driveway just as I was pulling on my pants. I sat down and tried to appear as nonchalant as possible.

"Hey, sweetie!" said Christina when she opened the door. 

She pushed her sunglasses up on her head, walked over to the sofa, and bent down to kiss me.

"Hey, big sis," called Liz from the kitchen.

"I hope she didn't bother you too much, Bryan," said Christina.

"No, of course not," I assured her.

"Good, because last time I left her alone with one of my boyfriends, the little slut fucked him."

My Girlfriend's Sister



My girlfriend and I had lived together for a few years now. Actually, I should comment that my girlfriend, her sister and I had lived together for a few years. In reality she didn't live with us but, it felt like she did sometimes. My Girlfriend's sister Amy was 27 a few years younger than me, and a few years older than my Girlfriend. It seemed like she had lived with us because there wasn't a week that went by when we didn't get to be blessed by her presence. She traveled a lot for work and only lived about an hour away from us. We happened to live closer to the airport, so whenever Amy traveled she crash at our house the night before. There were also several weekends where she'd just come with her boyfriend or without him for a visit. I guess that is why I wasn't surprised when she showed up on that Friday night.

It was about 9PM I think, it's hard to remember I had been getting drunk and stoned for the majority of the day. I hadn't worked that Friday instead I had played in a golf tournament, drinking and smoking my way through the afternoon. My girlfriend was out of town that Friday, so what an even better excuse for me to pollute myself. After the morning golf tournament I had gone out with the guys for a drink or 12, then headed home. When I got home I continued to smoke, drink and watch TV. It seemed like a good idea as I had nothing better to do. Either I was extremely messed up or TV was just terrible that night, I couldn't find anything to watch outside of an old Seinfeld re-run. It was actually pretty funny given the circumstances. I was sitting there watching TV, and just really waiting to pass out, although that would still be hours away, and then the front door opened. Again, I wasn't surprised it was Amy, Friday night or not, I was a little surprised that she was crying.

I got up off the couch and met her in the hallway, halfway to the front door.

"What's wrong Amy, are you OK?" I asked.

She didn't say a word instead she fell forward into my arms hugging me around my mid section. 

"Are you alright, what's going on?" 

She was crying hysterically, it was strange to see her that emotional. She'd always been a pretty stable person, so I kept pushing to try to understand what had happened.

"Amy, tell me what's wrong. Whatever it is I'm here to help." I probed.

She finally responded, "Mark, it's nothing. I'm sorry, it's nothing."

"Nothing?" 

"Mark, it's Steven, he left me he wants to break up." 

She was crying as hard as anyone I'd ever seen cry before. Her head was buried into the nape of my neck. I placed one hand on the back of her head as she burrowed into me closer. It was hard to deny I was enjoying having a beautiful woman in my arms, I could feel her breast press up against me as her chest heaved with each tear. I rubbed her back with my other free hand and told her everything was going to be OK.

"It's OK, it's alright, just cry, we don't need to talk right now just get it out. Steven's an ass. Don't worry, OK it's alright. Shhhhhh"

I don't know that I was calming her at all but she had moved her head to my chest and was starting to cry much less. As I moved my hands lower down to the small of her back, I could feel my cock start to grow in my shorts. It was terrible, here is this poor girl crying her eyes out with me, and here I am drunk, stoned and starting to grow and uncontrollable hard-on. Just when I was about to pull away she moved in closer to me. Could she feel it, I'm sure she had to feel it. 

"Mark, I just don't know what I'm doing wrong and how someone like Steven can be so intimate with me one minute and then just call things off the next?" "Doesn't sex mean anything anymore in relationships?" 

Amy had always had a problem mixing emotions with the physical aspects of relationships. She usually would get attached to a guy the second she gave him a blowjob, or let him go down on her. Steven was a little different, they had been dating for about 2 months now, but still she was over-reacting a little, as it was only two months.

"Amy, I've told you 100 times before. There is a difference between sex and a relationship for guys." I commented. "You really need to try to separate the two, or you are just going to keep getting hurt like this." 

"Mark, is it that easy she asked?" She stepped back from me slightly and looked first down to my crotch and then up to my eyes.

"Amy, no one said life is easy, but everyone separates sex from love to some degree." I was trying to be a good guy. However, Amy looked great, tears and all. She was wearing a thin black dress with narrow shoulder straps, her muscular legs were exposed for the most part, and her cleavage suggested that her breasts were un-restricted under her dress. I was probably staring at her tits while she was looking me in the eye.

"But you love my sister don't you?" She asked.

"Yes, of course I do, but there's sex and then there is love ya know." "Hell, your sister and I haven't even had sex in a few weeks."

"Really, is that why you are so excited?" She questioned. 

She had noticed my rock hard cock in my shorts. "Uhh yes, I mean Uhh no, I mean. Listen Amy, I'm drunk, and a little bit stoned. I think the whole lack of sex thing may be contributing to my arousal but at the same time you are a gorgeous woman. It's a combination of things." I wasn't lying it was a combination of a few things but I had to admit I wanted her.

"You really think I'm pretty." 

"Of course you are you are gorgeous. You need to go out and use some guys, until you don't associate sex with emotions." "Then you can break some hearts with out getting hurt and also have some fun, ya know" I responded as best I could.

"Would you help me then Mark?"

"Help with what?"

"Well you love my sister right? And there is a difference between sex and love right. And I need to learn how to have sex without getting attached emotionally. Who better not to get emotionally attached to than my sister's boyfriend right?"

"Amy, it's not that...." Just as I was about to say it's not that easy she stepped forward into my arms again, and started kissing me. It was a peck on the lips that turned into her exploring my mouth with her tongue. I instinctually kissed her back and returned one hand to the back of her head, as my other hand started to descend the small of her back and head to her firm ass. She had a much tighter rear end than my girlfriend. Amy worked out a ton, and kept herself in great shape. As I reached down for her ass, we continued to kiss passionately. To my surprise she reached down and lifted her skirt as my hand passed over her ass cheek so instead of a handful of dress I had a handful of bare ass. 

I clutched at her cool ass and she reached for mine. Her hands stayed on my butt for only a matter of seconds, and we kissed each other faster and faster her hands move to the front of my shorts. I was so fucking hard, I swear my cock was about to leap out of my shorts. She was killing me. On one hand this was my girlfriend's sister, on the other, I was all f'd up and this was hot. She kissed, and licked and lapped at my face. She was really turned on, it sounded like she was panting and grunting lightly as I slid my hand into the crack of her ass. As she pulled her hand to the front of my shorts she reached into the front of my shorts with both hands, and guided my cock over the top of my shorts We stopped kissing momentarily as she looked down at my prick.

"Oh my god Mark, my sister had said you were huge but I didn't think you were this big." She grabbed at my dick harder.

Before I could respond she had crouched down and then dropped to her knees in front of me. It felt as though she had taken off my shorts and underwear, and yet some how taken my cock into her mouth all at the same time. As I looked down at her long brown hair, and her face she looked up at me and closed her eyes. As she blew me I had to admit she was a real champ. She had always joked that she could suck cock like a pro, but having her do it to me, there was no doubt she could. She would slide each hand down over my shaft keeping it moist with spit, and then pause and lick from my balls to the tip of dick before she engulfed my cock fully again into her mouth. Her mouth was warm and wet and she hummed as she continued to follow the patter of stroking, licking, and sucking. I wanted to cum in her mouth, so bad but I also wanted to taste her pussy, and fuck her more.

I pulled her up off her knees by the shoulders. Our mouths met, as I could taste the warmth of my own pre-cum in her mouth. We kissed, and then I pulled her dress quickly over her head exposing her perky breast, tight abdomen, and shaved pussy. 

"It's my turn now Amy, I have to return the favor."

"Whatever you say Mark" She, smiled. Her mood had definitely shifted. She'd gone from crying to smiling, I must have done something right. 

As I laid her on her back, my tongue traced down her neck to her chest, I groped at her breast and sucked then bit on each nipple. We were like teenagers, I hadn't been this turned on in a long time and I think that is why neither of us were talking very much. I continued down over her abdomen and to her pussy. I used my right hand to pull back the hood exposing her clit. I used my left hand to hold onto her wrist as she clenched mine on the right side of her body. I feverishly licked at her cunt. She was so wet, she tasted so good. I sucked at her clit, and licked as fast as I could.

"Oh Mark that feels good, Oh Mark, oh fuck Mark that feels so fucking good!" She screamed.

I let go of her left wrist and used that hand to finger her as I continued to lick at her you clit. I started with one finger, then two, massaging her g-spot inside her while licking at her clit. 

"Oh Mark, I'm going to cum. OH Mark don't stop don't stop Mark, Oh fuck I'm cuuuummmmmmmiiiiiinnnnnnnggggg... ahhhhhhhhhhhh" She shivered and her vagina clamped onto my fingers, I didn't stop. She came for what seemed like a minute. 

"I need you. Fuck me Mark." She whispered.

I had to be inside her I was still hard as a fucking rock and she tasted so fucking good. I crawled up to her face, and positioned myself between her legs. She removed my shirt which had remained on for the majority of our romp. As she pulled my shirt over my head I pushed my way into her cunt. She was much tighter than her sister surprisingly. It took some effort to enter her. Once inside we fucked and fucked on the hallway floor. We stared at each other, biting at each others lips and tongues. With her on her back I fucked her slowly at first, gradually building up pace. I leaned back and kneeled between her still driving into the back of her cunt as hard as I could now. I picked up her legs and pushed them down towards her shoulder. This must have had me slamming against her G-spot as she came again. "Oh fuck you Mark. Fuck you. This is so fucking good. Oh my god I'm going to cum again. Fucking tell me how much you love it, tell me how much you love that pussy. Tell me you fuck."

Holy shit. Was this Amy? What the hell had taken a hold of her? This definitely wasn't what I had expected.

"What?" I asked

"Mark, you told me I need to separate sex from emotions so fucking shut up and fuck me. Call me a fucking whore. I want to fucking hate you, I want you to fucking hate me. Fuck me. Fuck me"

"Oh fuck yeah Amy, oh fuck you are a fucking dirty bitch. Oh fuck your fucking cunt is so fucking tight." I tried to ease into the idea of talking dirty to my girlfriend's sister. 

She moaned and arched her back. She was about to come again.

"Oh god I'm cumming can you feel that Mark, fucking tell me you fucking hate me, call me a fucking cunt Mark. Fuck would you fuck me, fucking grab me fuck me.. Oh fuck I'm CUMMING!!" She screamed.

I think she was doing this to turn herself on, but it was turning me on at the same time. I think she enjoyed listening to herself as much as she did listening to me.

"OH that's it Amy, that's it you fucking cunt, take that cock, cum you weak bitch." I reached up towards her neck and gently wrapped my hand around her neck. "you like that bitch? You like it when I choke you, you fucking whore?" I wasn't really choking her just massaging her neck. 

"Oh fuck, I'm cumming again Mark, fucking yes..YES!!! Mark, fuck me that's it fuck me, I need you to cum in my fucking pussy, fucking use me, cum in me you fuck." She couldn't stop me at that point.

I pounded and pounded at her, her legs on my shoulders, her throat in my hand. I fucked her as hard as I could fuck her, her vagina clamping down on my cock. I stared down at my cock slamming into her pussy, as she continued to yell.

"Cum in me. Cum in me. She doesn't let you do that does she. Fucking cum in me, I want to feel you fucking explode inside me. Fucking cum Mark. Cum right inside of me, that pussy wants it. Can you feel that cunt asking you for it Mark. Oh fuck, you feel so hard, your so fucking big, give it to me Mark. Fuck me Mark, oh fucking cum, I'm going to cum again mark, fucking cum with me." She was begging me.

I pounded her, and I could feel her pussy start to clamp onto my cock again. I was seconds away from loosing it, I pounded and pounded her. "I'm fucking cumming." She screamed.

"Oh god I'm going to fucking cum." I responded.

"That's it, that's it Mark fucking cum." Amy said.

And with one painful explosion I came hard inside of Amy.

"Oh SHIT!" I yelled.

I continued to fill her cunt with jizz. I came in waves. She vibrated beneath me, as she came at the same time. My driving slowed to almost nothing as I rested my weight forward onto her, with my cock still deep inside of her. I rested myself onto her chest and she reached up to kiss my lips. Her tongue parted as she licked at my lips.

"Oh my god Mark that was fucking amazing. I won't tell my sister I promise." She said.

"Well that is good Amy, because I am hoping this wasn't the last time we do this. You've got to learn the difference between emotions and sex," I continued, "We're only doing this until you don't get attached to guys your having sex with right."

"Yes. Your right, my sister would want you to help me and based on that performance, I don't want to stop this anytime soon, even if I don't get attached OK."

"OK." I replied.



My Girlfriend's Sister



2005. It was a great summer. I was 24, young, confident, with the world at my feet, a fresh college graduate who was exactly where he wanted to be in his life professionally. Personally, my life was a cropper. I was still a virgin. That hurt. I was not even close to losing it. Until I met Sangeeta.

Our acquaintance began online. She was in England. I was in India. She had been married seven years, and had a daughter who was almost two. We instantly connected. What started as harmless flirting reached a stage where we were aching to get a room.

It did not bother me in the least that she was not single. I hardly have any scruples. Apparently, she did not have many as well. We met for the first time in a group of common friends when she moved back to India. She had dressed well for the moment -- scarlet red chiffon saree, matching blouse, maroon lipstick. I turned up in khakhi trousers and a blue button down.

The attraction was electric. Honestly, she was not that great looking. I might sound immodest but I could have done better. She was 5' 3" tall with a brown complexion. Her breasts were small -- only a size 32 B. But she had a nice ass. Had it not been for a slight bulge in her tummy, you could not have guessed that she had been through childbirth.

As time went on, we met more often, each encounter making us take that extra step, leaving us with the promise of more to come.

I was desperate. 24 is too old to have not lost your virginity. At the same time, the kink of being with a woman almost 8 years older was fantastic. What I could not understand was why she was into me. It only hit me much later that she enjoyed this power game. She played me, and she played me very well indeed. How many she had done this to before I can only guess.

The first time we fucked was at my place. It was a weekday afternoon, and I took an extended lunch hour. I was a little disappointed when her top came off -- her breasts were much less than a handful -- but I did not let that show. I had no intention of letting her slip away. I did all the right things, said all the right words. Eventually I put on a condom and banged her. Wonder what the big deal about the first time is! It just felt like I had been doing it all my life. We did it twice.

The second time was quite something. I was at her place. Her husband was at work, and her daughter was taking a nap. I was watching the telly when she came into the living room wearing only her black chiffon see-through saree. I carried her into her bedroom. My erection was painfully severe.

Slowly I took her saree off. My mouth went down to her clit and my hands massaged her breasts. My eyes caught a glimpse of her husband's picture on the bedside table. This kink was maddening. I turned her around and propped her up on her hands and knees doggy style.

This time I did not bother with a condom. Just entered her from behind, bareback. This felt good. Her husband smiling at her in the picture as her boyfriend rammed her hard, making her moan in ecstasy. I put my thumb up her arse. She later told me that she had never had that done before. But she loved it.

I did not last very long. I shot my load deep inside her cunt.

This became a pattern. I visited her whenever I could. We fucked whenever we could, once even doing it while her husband was lounging by the pool. This one time we nearly got caught -- her husband came in merely 10 seconds after we dressed.

The sex was great. The relationship, though, was going no where. She never sucked my cock but she expected me to go down on her every time. She fucked her husband but forbid me to be with other women. She always complained that I did not make her orgasm enough, yet she never once told me what it was that she wanted me to do. Despite all that, we carried on for nearly two years.

A year into our sinful alliance, she introduced me to her sister Kinnauri. Kinnu, as they called her, was four years younger, fairer, skinnier, and even flatter. What was it with the women in this household? The mother was fairly well endowed. How can one daughter have apples for tits and other grapes? Kinnu was as flat-chested as a man.

It is not that I am too much into size. I love flat-chested women if they have broad shoulders. That is a different sort of kink. But Kinnu was flat everywhere. Even her arse was flat. She did have a better face than Sangeeta. But what got me interested in her was the fact that she was Sangeeta's sister. Doing sisters had been one long-time fantasy.

Kinnu had a four year old daughter. She was going through a divorce. Her husband was one of those movie-type husbands who sit at home and make their wives do all the work. That was fine with her. What ticked her off was his desire to have anal sex.

I took Kinnu out for a couple of movies, being careful to avoid places where I would be recognised. She was not a woman to flaunt. It is acceptable if your sister looks like that, not someone you want to ball. But I had had success with her sister. And I did not know any other sisters who I could have much luck with.

Kinnu did not know about her sister's affair. That made things easier. For all that she knew I was just a bloke she was going out with. She had been separated from her husband for over six months now. No amount of masturbation can replace the real thing.

Over time, she gave me subtle hints. She would hold me hand too long, or hug me too close. Once she even called me into her bedroom to help her pick an outfit for the evening while she was only wearing her underwear. She did choose good underwear though. She wore red ones that complimented her fair skin, tight panties that showed her ass crack, and padded bras that did not really enhance those curves much.

This was the moment I was looking for. I stood behind her and put my arms around her waist, kissing her softly on her neck and shoulders. She smelled good, very good. Her hair was open. I caught her reflection in the mirror. Her eyes were closed. She bit her lower lips. Her breath was shallow. These are all good signs.

I unclasped her bra and put my hands on her small tits. This was a very flat woman. Her nipples stood erect. They were sensitive. I circled my finger around them and her legs grew weak. This woman could orgasm with her nipples alone.

I knelt before her and removed her panties. She had shaved. Her pink pussy peeked at me, almost smiling. My mouth closed around her and I sucked on her clitoris. She spread her legs to give me better access. She was appalled when I put a finger up her arse. Before she could shove me off, I hit her g-spot with my tongue. She collapsed on me as one giant orgasmic spasm hit her.

Soon she was on her back, her legs on my shoulder as her cunt swallowed my cock. This time, I had bothered with a condom. As I fucked her, something told me that she was almost continuously having orgasms. I love a woman who can do that.

We must have been at it for not more than 10 minutes when the door suddenly opened. Apparently, we had forgotten to lock it. Sangeeta's eyes were bloodshot with rage. I was fucking her sister in her house. Kinnu was in such a trance that she did not notice her big sister. This pushed me over the edge.

I withdrew from her and took the condom off. I was really close. I stoked myself a couple of times and shot my wad inside Kinnu's mouth. Kinnu swallowed every last drop.

Sangeeta was livid with Kinnu when she came to, "What is the meaning of all this?"

Kinnu did not know what the matter was, "What have I done? We are both single, and we are allowed to have some fun."

The look on Sangeeta's face was priceless. She could not tell the truth, and she could not calm down. She left.

That was the last I ever saw of Sangeeta. She refused to talk to me. Kinnu wanted to see more of me, but I had about had enough of her. I moved on to find greener pastures. 



My Girlfriend's Sister



Once upon a time I had a girlfriend who had a younger sister named Debbie. Debbie was a fox, although a tad on the heavy side, what is called a BBW I guess. Not real overweight, just enough extra weight to give her some nice boobs, a big butt and sexy legs, a sort of Mariah Carey-type. She was the kind of woman that you want to have sit on your face until you're lost. I guess you can tell I'm into fleshy women.

I dated her older sister for a number of years so I knew Debbie a little but not real well. I will tell you I had more than one wet dream thinking of the voluptuous younger girl while pounding away at Kim, usually from the backside. Kim was good but her sister occupied most of my fantasies in a way that drove me mad whenever she was around.

Years after Kim and I broke up, I ran into Debbie at a bar. Somehow I managed to screw up the courage to approach her. Minutes later I was sitting next to her and reminiscing about the past.

Age had only turned Debbie into a more delicious beauty and I was soon just as enraptured with her as I had been long ago. After a number of drinks to fortify my nerve I began my confession.

"You know I had one of the most humbling yet exciting experiences with you that I ever had with a woman, although you were just a young woman then."

"Oh?" Debbie had a way of looking at you with detached amusement as if she could read your mind and knew every depraved thought you ever had. 

Back in the day I used to coach a woman's softball team and Debbie and her sister were on it. We had traveled across state for a tournament and for some reason, Kim got Debbie angry and the younger sister threatened to quit the team. This would have ruined the whole trip as Debbie was our starting pitcher, hell our only pitcher, so we needed her—desperately. 

I told her the story. "You probably don't remember the time I had to talk you into staying on our team." I filled her in on the distant memory. She claimed she sort of recalled the incident. It was obvious the episode carried a lot more weight in my mind than hers. "Yeah, and having to practically beg you to stay with us got me so turned on I could hardly talk."

She arched an eyebrow. "I don't remember it; maybe you better fill me in on the details."

"Well, I went to your room and, like I said, almost begged you to stay on the team. You sat there on the end of the bed, so young, so imperial. At the time I recall thinking you were like a spoiled princess, one of my favorite fantasies by the way." I stopped my tale to gauge her reaction. Her smile just curled in a very knowing way. I went on. 

"You pouted, acting very spoiled, making me beg and beg."

"That must have been very demeaning for you." Her luscious lips circled her glass as she sipped her drink. Her eyes seemed to pierce the night and snare my soul.

"It was."

"Is that why you remember the event so well?" Her dark orbs sparkled in a very wicked, yet delicious way.

"Partly," I confessed. My throat sort of constricted and I took a big chug of beer, emptying the stein. Signaling to the waitress I ordered another round. 

"Just partly? Is there another reason it sticks in your brain?"

"Oh yeah." My little guy stirred in my trousers and felt very confined. Shifting in my seat I realized my next words could play a big role in the next stage of my life.

"What is the other reason?" The manner in which she studied me made me feel like I was some specimen in a lab. She played with me like a cat does a mouse.

"Actually, I was getting quite turned on."

She chuckled lightly, taking another sip. "You like to beg?"

The stirring in my pants was making sitting very uncomfortable. The little guy was enjoying the situation to the point of ejaculation. At that moment I decided to travel down a path of depravity that had no way back. This conversation was either going to get very erotic very quickly or she would decide I was a pervert and throw her drink in my face. Either way, I was likely to have gist to jerk off to for months.

"Only if the situation is right." My palms felt sweaty and my heart raced. I downed the beer and motioned for another.

"And the situation in my motel room was right?"

Moistening my suddenly dry mouth I answered. "Oh yes."

"Why?" Debbie seemed amused by the direction of the conversation. I plunged ahead. 

"It was the ideal situation. You were perfect, sitting in your casual clothes on the bed like a princess awaiting her serfs. Since my argument wasn't working I thought you were going to make me kiss your feet."

Her smile seemed very wicked. "Maybe it wasn't my feet I would have made you kiss."

"Oh?" The little guy began leaking, indicating he wasn't going to be able to take much more. Realizing I was wearing tan pants I knew I was in trouble. The evidence of my arousal would soon be seen by everyone.

"Maybe I would have made you kiss my ass." 

I've been with a few women in my life, most very vanilla in nature, never wanting to stray into the field of my particular perversions. At this moment I believed I had found one willing to not only wander down that road but actually lead me along. I knew I was out of her league but now I felt like I didn't even belong in the same universe.

I struggled in my chair. "That's one of my favorite perversions."

If I had any doubts about her character she dispelled them with her next question. 

"You're an ass-kisser?"

Clearing my throat I downed another glass of beer. "In the right situation."

She laughed and grabbed her purse. "I think you should take me home. I have some chores for you to do."

As I wondered about my good fortune I thought one of the reasons she was willing to perform this little charade was because I had been the love of her sister's life. It broke Kim's heart when I dumped her and Kim spent many a night crying in her sister's arms. Maybe Debbie saw this opportunity to turn me into her insignificant slave as a chance to redeem her sister's heartbreak. I also considered that Debbie might want to show her sister that she could take her stud and turn him into an ass-licking slave.

When I first went home with Debbie she immediately took charge.

"Strip." 

Embarrassed and a bit humiliated, conditions that only serve to excite some depraved part of my soul, I followed her instructions and pealed off my clothes. When she giggled at the sight of my little soldier at attention I cringed, yet felt a surge of excitement tear through my veins. 

Naked, I was soon on my knees taking off her shoes. An odor struck my nostrils and I knew she had spent the day in them. Fifteen minutes later, the whole time spent kissing and licking her feet, I was allowed to pull her panties down with my teeth. As my cheeks brushed against the smooth skin of her leg I entered a zone of subspace. 

Glancing up from my position I was confronted with her luscious and succulent pussy. My mouth watered and my tongue felt deprived. Tiny drops fell from the little soldier onto the floor. 

"Lick." 

That was an order that didn't have to be told twice. Scurrying to the most desirable pussy in the world I licked her to a quick orgasm. As she drifted down I continued my services and my servile tongue worked its magic on her tasty pussy. Building to another climax she grabbed my hair and directed me where she wanted more pressure or licking. Her forceful behavior only drove me further into that blessed arena of servitude. 

When she finished she pushed me away and glared at me.

"You won't get to worship my pussy often, I have real men for that, but that doesn't mean you won't be able to lick and worship other parts of me, parts real men won't touch, at least with their tongues. Agreed?"

I tried to be flip, a mistake I won't make again. "That was might tasty." 

A quick and hard slap to the face taught me that when on my knees I was not to be kidding around. 

"Get out."

On the way home the little guy couldn't wait any longer and as I relived the blessed event he shot his load and filled my pants with his creamy liquids. 

Part of my conscience kicked in and I waited a couple of days before calling. On the phone my tone turned to pleading, almost begging to get with her again. 

"You really are sick, aren't you? You really enjoy being treated like dirt." 

Since she heard no reply she set up certain conditions to seeing her. 

"If you clean my apartment I'll spend a few minutes with you. But you have to do whatever I say." 

My perverted desires forced me to accept, rather eagerly.

The next Saturday I was at the door of her apartment at nine o'clock on the dot. She told me the key would be under the mat I was to enter and begin my duties. Since she wouldn't be getting up until noon I had time to clean some before getting her lunch and coffee ready when she called.

Her place was a mess, a sort of fitting display of her spoiled princess persona but I jumped in like I was born to be her maid. 

I started a load of laundry separating her dainties from her other clothes to do by hand. I got the dishwasher running and attacked the kitchen with a vengeance, polishing counters, mopping floors and getting to the pile of dishes in the sink.

In the front room I straightened, dusted, and vacuumed. The bathroom was next, which I took as a sort of personal act of devotion to her intimate acts. 

The room was a disaster, as though it hadn't been cleaned in months. Makeup goop covered the sink, the mirror barely showed a reflection, the shower walls needed hours of scouring, and the toilet looked like something found in a men's gas station.

I straightened the counter as best I could trying to sort out the various bottles of polish, tubes of lipstick, brushes, and other assorted tools of the modern woman. I admit I touched each object with a sense of jealousy coupled by pride.

When I finally got to the filthy toilet I felt the little guy stirring with the humble and servile task as if he enjoyed wiping the stuff that come from the most intimate parts of her royal body. The mirror and floor was next, and then I scrubbed the tub and shower walls.

The laundry was done so I folded her things and stacked them neatly in piles. 

Then I took her undies and bras to the bathroom for special attention. 

She caught me sniffing a pair of cotton panties, coming in to do her morning ablutions. Chuckling with a disgusted snort, she yanked her panties down and sat on the commode. My eyes, of course, were riveted to that tasty patch between her legs and she knew it. 

The act was lewd as well as completely sexy. I watched the spray flow from her pussy and listened to the sound of the pee hitting the water.

"One good thing about having you around, and I can't see many good things, is that I will save on toilet paper." Her eyes sparkled with the knowledge I would soon be between her legs and licking the salty droplets of piss leftover on the hairs of her vagina.

If there was any doubt about my place in this peculiar relationship it ended at that moment. Hesitating only momentarily, I dropped to my knees and crawled to my Goddess. As I approached, she spread her thighs and I stuck my head between them. The acrid scent of her deposit hit my nostrils like a slap in the face, yet as repulsive as the odor was it couldn't stop my progress toward my duty and this act of depravity.

My tongue seemed to have a mind of its own and worked its way toward my purpose in life. The taste was different with the urine mixed in with her sweet juices yet it served to drive my libido into high gear. The powerful symbolism of me on my knees showing my devotion to my princess by cleaning the discharge from her imperial pussy sent me into a state of bliss. I had found my purpose.

"Get used to the taste, slave, and the position. You'll be licking and drinking a lot of that while on your knees." Standing, she pushed me away like I was the lid of the stool. "Draw me a bath and bring my coffee in here."

As she soaked in the warm water I finished my chore of hand-washing her delicates. Every once in a while she studied me as though trying to decide what to do with me. "Fetch me a towel, boy, and then go prepare me some lunch, a BLT will do just fine."

I scurried to the kitchen but not before taking a peek at her naked body as I left the bathroom. Debbie was just a bit on the fleshy side, a big girl, with curves that could knock over most men. My last view was of her gorgeous ass as she bent to dry her feet. My poor little soldier almost blew his load at the sight.

As she ate I busied myself with cleaning the rest of the place. 

"I think I need to go shopping today, slave. It would serve you well to contribute to my wardrobe, don't you think? I need some reason to keep you around and bleeding every penny from you would be a good start. Besides, there's a chance for a good pussy licking if you do." 

Many would question what I was doing—surrendering pride, money, and devotion to one who wanted little to do with me other than ridicule and debasement. Many might call me insane or extremely perverted to sacrifice everything to this uncaring and ungrateful Goddess. But they didn't know her. They don't know me. There is some inner need to follow this path. Maybe I'm a true masochist, searching for the ultimate humiliation. Maybe this is just what I know of love.

I escorted Debbie, my new Goddess, to the nearest mall only to watch her put a major dent in my charge card. Dresses, shoes, underwear, nylons, and cosmetics were all purchased seemingly at her whim.

Walking behind, like a good servant, I carried the bags and made few comments, delighting in the view from the back. The only real pleasure, besides knowing I was sacrificing for her, was during the underwear purchases. Imaging her ripe body in the sexy garments was a huge thrill and caused the little guy to stay at attention during the whole trip. Fortunately, I could hide him behind the sacks I was carrying. Somehow, even when at full mast, the poor fellow was seldom noticed.

When we returned to her apartment I was sent out for Chinese food. Hoping to impress her, I bought some champagne and dessert on the way back. Debbie had spent the time watching some of those reality shows on television. 

As I prepared her meal I wondered if I would be granted more time at her beloved shrine. Setting the food and drink, hers only, on the coffee table, I sat on the floor in front of the couch. Almost immediately she kicked off her heels and put her feet on my lap.

"Take your clothes off, lie on your stomach and lick my feet." It wasn't a command. She said it like she was asking me to pass the butter. My stomach felt that queasy sensation I get when I'm turned on by some humiliating belittlement.

Already in my slave mode, I jumped to obey and was soon licking and tasting her feet like they were the most delicious food on earth. The odors of walking all day were held in the soft nylon fabric but they only seemed to enhance my pleasure. Soon, she yanked off the nylons and allowed me the honor of licking her tasty toes. 

"Suck them like they were dicks. Let me see what kind of cocksucker you'd be." My little warrior was straining against the rug as the words scorched into my psyche. "You know my sister would be very interested in what a pathetic slave you are. She always thought you were such an upstanding guy, so smart, so strong." She laughed. "She should see you now, humping the floor and sucking my toes like little cocks. Maybe I should send her some pictures."

As if coming up with a new idea Debbie stood and sat on my face, her luscious derriere resting mainly on my mouth with my nose pressed into the crack of her ass. It was meant to be demeaning but it was like a dream come true. With a mind of its own, my tongue tried to work through the fabric of the underwear but her weight prevented me from being successful.

It's hard to describe the feeling of a superior person taking control in such a symbolic way. The position was humiliating yet the debasement fueled my perverted desires, becoming to her nothing but a lowly, insignificant piece of furniture—a thing, not a person. 

I never felt happier.

Eventually, she got off. If it was up to me, I would let her sit there until I passed out, but she had other ideas.

"Follow me, slave, but crawl."

In her bedroom, she yanked down her panties and plopped against the pillows. Her legs spread and exposed a moistened pussy. 

"Licky, lick, you pathetic pussy-licker. Come get your reward for buying me things."

Reward, indeed, if I had the chance I would buy her the world just to get a taste of that delicious treat. 

Taking pride in my task I started slowly, licking my way up her shin and teasing her upper thigh with soft kisses and long, juicy strokes of my tongue. As I approached the treasure I toyed with the hair surrounding her vagina, getting it nice and wet, flicking my worshipful tongue across the clitoris and playfully sticking the tip into her hot cavern, exploring as deeply as I could, wishing I could crawl up inside. Circling her clit, I licked, kissed, and bit it with tenderness and devotion. As she neared climax I would stop and move down to her thigh and start all over again. 

Eventually my artful manipulations started getting to her and she began to moan. Her hands grabbed fistfuls of my hair and she guided me where she wanted my attentions. The teasing was working and I would lick the clitty, getting her closer and closer to orgasm, then pulling back to devote my oral pleasing elsewhere. 

"Can I try something else that might please you, Goddess," I asked from my supine position. 

"What is it?"

"Can I play with your gorgeous breasts before I return to this paradise?"

She considered my request for a minute torn between the need for a climax and the thought of adding more pleasure. Finally, she snapped open her blouse and unclasped her bra.

I edged my way up and began to toy with her heaving breasts. My playful tongue circled, nipped, and licked around the nipple, covering every square inch of her delicious flesh. Soon, my bites pinched a little harder as I felt her nipple harden, just as my little guy was doing in response. Finally, unable to resist the onset of a powerful orgasm, Debbie grabbed my hair and shoved me to her pussy. My mouth and tongue knew immediately what to do and I licked feverishly, paying particular attention to the clit.

My manipulations proved successful and Debbie moaned in ecstasy, all the while yanking on my hair like she wanted to pull it from the roots. 

As she floated down from the rapture, she changed. Suddenly, she pulled my head back and slapped me across the face. Instead of getting angry from the pain, I felt the little guy squirt in masochistic lust. He liked the humiliating act.

"We do this at my pace, not yours, bitch. That's the last time you get to direct my cums. From now on you do as told, nothing more."

She rolled to her stomach. 

"You mentioned something about kissing my ass." 

At that instant I fell in love forever. As my tongue found its place of meaning, the little guy exploded like he never has before. 

"You'll be spending a lot of time there, slave, you seem born to kiss ass. I might even invite friends over to show them your skills. Between sucking my boyfriend's cocks and licking my girlfriend's asses, I think we may have found a place for you."

Home at last.



My Girlfriend's Sister



This is my first attempt at writing fiction of any kind. I hope you like it, I welcome any feedback you can give. Enjoy!
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The summer of 2009 was a little bit expensive for me.

Five weddings – complete with overnight hotel stays, wedding gifts, bachelor parties, cash bar – drained my bank account rather quickly.

So when my girlfriend asked if her sister could split a hotel room with us for a hastily-planned sixth wedding of the year for one of their cousins, I was all for it.

My girlfriend, Amanda, was extremely close with her sister Melissa, who was a year younger than us at 24. In the five years I had been dating Amanda, I naturally also grew very close to Melissa. The two of them shared an apartment near mine just outside of Boston.

We all had fun together for the most part. We would go out to dinner, the occasional double date if Melissa had a boyfriend. She even tagged along on a vacation we took to Brazil one summer.

Most of my nights over at Amanda's house included a little bit of TV watching in the living room with the three of us hanging around and having a snack, and ended with me pounding away at Amanda's seemingly always-hungry pussy in her bedroom. We fucked every chance we had, and it wasn't really any kind of secret from her sister. Every so often when I'd go out to get a post-fuck snack or drink of water I'd catch an inquisitive look from Melissa, who obviously knew I had just finished plowing two rooms away.

(If she only knew that when she wasn't home, Amanda and I boffed on every piece of furniture in the apartment, even her bed.)

Amanda for the most part, couldn't get enough. She is about 5 foot 3 and a muscular 125 pounds from hours of yoga practice and gym workouts. She had dark brown hair down just past her shoulders, but my favorite feature were her wonderful tits. They were just a bit more than a handful, somewhere in the C-cup range, and they always looked delicious. Even after being with her for 5 years I was always trying to sneak a look down her shirt at those marvelous mammaries. She loves it when I suck on her nipples or grab those gravity-defying beauties while I pump my cock relentlessly into her pussy.

The great tits are a feature Melissa also is blessed to have. I'd been given dirty looks on a number of occasions from both of them for letting my eyes wander into forbidden territory. The sisters looked similar, enough to notice a resemblance, but they weren't a match by any means. Melissa was about two inches taller and a little bit thinner, although her ass was much more plump, maybe even more spankable, but I had never had the chance to test that one out.

But those tits, they were always begging for my attention. I can't tell you the amount of times we'd be sitting in their apartment, watching a movie or some dumb-ass show like Sex and the City or Real Housewives of Scripted Beach (Get it?), with my attention completely focused on Melissa's tits on the next couch over. Our usual seating arrangement allowed me to sit slightly behind Melissa, usually with Amanda's head resting on my chest or on my arm. So if I was bored of the TV show, I'd stare at those tits unashamedly.

In the few months before the wedding, I had noticed Melissa being a lot nicer to me. She had always been great to me, but it was a little something extra that I noticed when she was clearing my place for me after dinner if we ate in the apartment, or offering to get me something from the kitchen. I never thought much of it, just figured she was in a good place in life, succeeding in her job, maybe just in an all-around good mood.

Was she flirting? I didn't know, and Amanda never said anything. I did some subtle flirting back now and then. I'd ask her if she lost weight, tell her that her hair looks good like that. Simple things that could pass as friendly, and our happy coexistence continued.

But anyway, to the wedding.

The wedding for their cousin was in southern New Jersey, not far from the Pennsylvania border. On a Friday night after work in October, the three of us put our bags in the trunk of my car and made the over 5-hour drive to our hotel, arriving just shy of midnight with a stop for dinner.

The girls were tired, but I had a coffee around 9 p.m. so I didn't fall asleep at the wheel and crash the car into a bridge abutment. That would have ruined the entire weekend, after all.

We checked into the hotel and I brought the bags to our room with the girls lazily following behind carrying their dresses and my suit. Being wired, I told them I would go check in with the hotel employee at the front desk and make sure I knew how to get to the church for the wedding the next day.

Melissa said she was going to take a shower before bed, and Amanda said she'd go next.

So down to the lobby I went. I checked on the directions and asked what kind of activities there might be in the area in case we had some time to kill, and headed back upstairs to my hotel room 5 minutes later.

I wasn't prepared to see tits when I opened the door, but there was Melissa, facing the mirror fiddling with something on the dresser, topless, so that her side was to me and a got an unobstructed profile view of her thin frame and those wonderful tits.

She noticed me come in almost immediately and let out a loud shriek before jumping onto one of the beds and darting beneath the blanket. I just stood there in shock for a few seconds before muttering an apology. The bathroom door was closed, and I could hear the shower running inside, my girlfriend showering just a few feet from where I had seen her sister's boobs.

I didn't know what to do, so I just stood for a second, the image of her flat stomach and perky tits burned into my mind.

"Uh, is it safe, to come in yet?" I stupidly asked.

"Yeah, I guess. Can you hand me the sweatshirt on the chair?" Melissa replied.

With my head down and eyes on the carpet so I didn't embarrass her, I handed her the shirt.

The shower stopped, and while I busied myself unpacking my bag for a minute, Amanda came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel.

"What was that scream for?" Amanda asked me.

"Uh, well, when I came into the room Melissa wasn't wearing a shirt," I replied, figuring it was best to just tell her.

Amanda gave just about the most unexpected response I could imagine. She giggled, then plain burst out laughing.

"Why would you not wear a shirt when there are two other people sharing the room?" she asked her sister in between chuckles. 

"I was about to put it on!" Melissa replied. "Plus, I'm not even sure if he saw my boobs."

Amanda turned to me and raised an eyebrow.

"Well?" she said.

"Yeah," I said sheepishly. "I saw them. Or just one I guess, it was from the side."

"Oh well," Amanda said with a smile, again surprising me. I figured she would be pissed. She had never been the jealous type, but then again I had never seen her sister's bare chest before. "Let's get to bed. After you take a shower, smelly."

She followed me into the bathroom, I assumed to brush her teeth and dry her hair. As I started the water and started undressing, she leaned in and kissed my neck, then brought her lips close to my ear.

"How was it? Did you like seeing her tits?" Amanda asked me.

I gave a blank look. How could any answer possibly turn out well?

"I'm not mad. She's always had a little crush on you, you know. She probably wanted you to see her naked," Amanda said, as she pulled me in close and slid her hand over my stomach and chest.

As I let my hands roam her back, down over her tight ass, she dropped her hand to my crotch, suddenly grabbing my cock over my boxer shorts.

I'm smart enough to know that when things are going this well, opening my mouth is the worst idea. So instead I leaned in for a kiss and pressed my tongue into her mouth.

Amanda's hand snaked its way through the fly in my shorts, gripping my half-hard cock.

As she kneaded my shaft, I took my chance, checking to make sure the door was closed, and took off her towel, revealing her gorgeous body in all its naked, sexy glory.

She dropped to her knees, giving a slow, agonizing tug on my shorts on her way down. My cock was soon swinging freely, up to its full 7 inches. She helped me step out of the underwear then came back up and whispered in my ear.

"Get in the shower. But don't you dare jerk off, it'll be worth it when you get to bed."

What could she have planned? Was she really going to fuck me with her sister there 3 feet away? Or was this a twisted punishment? A blue-ball lesson for accidentally seeing her sister's tits?

With thoughts of Melissa's tits in my head, I finished my shower quickly and dried off. With the towel around my waist I went back into the room to fetch a pair of sweatpants from my bag.

I stopped dead in my tracks as soon as I get out of the bathroom.

There standing in front of me was Amanda and Melissa, both topless, and both sporting grins a mile wide. They were wearing nothing but underwear, and the intense horniness I felt all at once was almost too much to take.

"What.. uh.. why.. what's going.. on?" I could only stutter.

"We figured you'd want to get an actual look at them," Amanda said. "After all the times we've caught you staring at them, that one quick look couldn't have been enough, right?"

She didn't wait for an answer, but stepped forward and grabbed my hand and led me into the space between the two beds. She swirled around behind me and wrapped her arms around my waist, facing me toward her delicious sister, wearing nothing but a pair of pink boy-short panties.

After staring for a few seconds, I took a step forward, suddenly aware of the huge tent poking out of the towel around my waist.

As if sensing where my attention was, Amanda deftly snatched the towel from around my waist, baring my dick for Melissa to see. It was as hard as steel. Those boobs I had been sneaking peeks at for 5 years were right in front of me, and the two girls were encouraging me to take a good look.

"Go ahead, grab them," Amanda said in a husky voice behind me.

Though stunned, I couldn't argue with that. I stepped forward slowly, making eye contact briefly with Melissa. Her eyes were reassuring, and her disarming smile gave me the go-ahead I needed.

With shaking hands I reached out and cupped both of those amazing titties from the bottom, hefting their weight before sliding up and palming her nipples. They felt amazing, the forbidden fruit I never thought I'd get anything more than a sideways glance at.

There I was all that time, hoping and praying I'd get a look down her shirt, and now I was holding the beautiful melons with my erection pointing straight at my girlfriend's sister.

Amanda had taken up her place again behind me and began rubbing her hands all over my body. She rubbed everywhere, getting ever closer to my dick. When she finally reached it, I let out a moan, and it wasn't long before her right hand was stroking me and her left was cupping my balls while I fondled Melissa's boobs and pinched her perfect nipples.

"Do you want her to help you out?" Amanda asked me.

I could only moan and nod my head. The two girls made eye contact briefly, and Melissa slowly reached her hand out and stroked the side of my face and my neck. She let her hand trail down, sliding over her sister's, before reaching the top of my cock.

The touch was amazing. It was just a hand on my dick, but it was exhilarating in so many ways.

As she got closer to me, it was harder to keep caressing her tits, so I hugged her close and let my hands drop to her ass, squeezing and kneading that wonderful butt.

As my fingertips started to slip under the waistband of her panties, Melissa moved away. I immediately thought I wrecked the whole thing by getting greedy. She gave me a smile and slipped her own fingers into the waistband and in a flash those pink shorts were on the hotel room floor. I didn't get a good look at that moment, but she was clearly shaved bare. She took a step toward me, dropped to her knees and stared straight into my dick.

Amanda released her hold on my dick and took a step around to my side. She pushed me backwards gently, giving me the hint to turn, and sat me on the edge of one of the beds while kneeling on the floor next to her sister.

I could feel Melissa's breath on my legs as she got closer, and soon I could feel her warmth on my dick.

She looked directly into my eyes and gave my cockhead the lightest kiss. I moaned, and she did it again, this time leaving her lips on my cock a little bit longer. She reached up with her hand and gripped my shaft around the base. As she angled me downward slightly, she took my head into her hot mouth, sucking gently as she swirled my tip with her tongue.

The feeling was incredible. Her tongue was silky, and slowly she slid my cock into her mouth a bit more before taking about 4 inches into her mouth and slowly withdrawing. As her lips left my dick, Amanda leaned in and took my dick into her own mouth. She began bobbing up and down, getting my rod nice and wet.

After a minute she pulled off, letting Melissa move in closer again. She took my cock into her mouth, putting pressure on the bottom of my shaft with her tongue. She was always just a bit on the shy side, but the blowjob she gave me that night was unbelievable. She completely took over, wrapping her hand around the base and occasionally moving it down to fondle my balls. The way she moved her head and used her tongue made it some of the best head I've had in my life.

My girlfriend Amanda came and sat next to me on the bed to watch the show – her hot younger sister sucking my dick.

With the expert attention I was receiving, I was getting close to blowing my load.

As my moans increased, Melissa looked up and straight into my eyes. That intimate gesture was all it took.

"I'm going to cum!" I yelled.

Melissa didn't miss a beat, she took slightly more of my cock into her mouth as the first jet of my cum blasted the roof of her mouth. I pumped shot after shot of cum into her mouth as she kept sliding her lips over my shaft and teasing the underside of my head with her tongue.

After an eternity, my cock stopped pumping cum into Melissa's mouth, and with a few more bobs she pulled her mouth off me with an obvious mouth full of cum.

She stood up and leaned toward me, pushing her tits near my face as she leaned her head over to Amanda and brought one hand to the side of her sister's face, tilting her head back slightly. I couldn't believe my eyes as Melissa leaned in and locked lips with Amanda. She shoved her tongue into Amanda's mouth, dropping my full load of cum along with it as the sisters began furiously making out. My jaw hit the floor, a million dirty thoughts running through my head as one of my deepest fantasies played out right in front of me.

My girlfriend was swapping my cum with her sister. And they were both into it!

Finally with a big swallow and a moan, Amanda broke the kiss with a huge grin. She turned to me with a wink.

"So, did you like that?" she asked.

"Holy shit!" was all I could muster as the girls giggled.

"Did you two plan that?" I asked them.

"Well, not exactly. She's had a crush on you for a while," Amanda told me. "When you saw her tits it turned her on. I was just planning to suck your dick as soon as she fell asleep, but she said she wanted to do it for you since you were so nice and drove us all the way here tonight."

I looked over at Melissa, who looked embarrassed.

"She improvised that last part. But it was fine by me. She's a good kisser, it turns out," Amanda said.

"So, you ready to return the favor?" Melissa asked.

"Really? You'd let me eat you out?" I said.

"It's only fair. I just sucked your dick didn't I?"

Her logic was sound. Completely fair. But what would my girlfriend say. I looked over to her and noticed a look indicating she was thinking about it.

She looked back at me. "I guess it's ok. Plus, he's pretty good at eating pussy," Amanda said. "But you have to fuck me after you make her cum."

Wasting no time, I gently took a hold of Melissa's arm and brought her to sit on the bed beside me. I brushed the hair away from her face and brought my hand to her neck before leaning in and giving her a kiss on the cheek. I looked into her eyes and brought my lips to hers as we sat side by side, bare naked on the bed. Her lips opened, and I swept my tongue just inside her mouth, feeling for her tongue. She pushed her tongue out to meet mine, and we locked in a French kiss. I brought my left hand to her right breast, gently squeezing the perfect globe as she rubbed her hands over my arms.

Melissa must have been horny. She broke the kiss and leaned back onto the bed, spreading her legs and pulling me on top of her between them. As we continued to kiss I let both hands roam her body. I ran my right hand over her thigh a few times, and shifting my weight I brought my hand to her crotch to finally feel her pussy.

My brief glimpse earlier was right. She was completely hairless. And holy shit was she wet. Before I even pushed a finger between her cunt lips I could feel the juices coming out. I cupped her mound and ran my middle finger between her lips a few times, getting it soaking wet, before pushing it into her pussy.

Melissa let out a low moan as I fucked her hole with my middle finger. As things got really wet I added my index finger and slowly fucked her with two fingers. I leaned farther to the side and looked over to the other bed, where I saw Amanda with a glazed over look on her face reclining on the bed running a hand over her still-covered pussy.

She saw me looking and gave me a smile and a wink, then reached down with both hands and slipped her black thong off her legs. I smiled back as she continued to rub herself, and shifted my attention back to Melissa.

I gave Melissa's neck two kisses before moving slowly down her body and planting kisses as I approached her soaking slit. I kissed her a few times right on her mound and all over her outer pussy lips, and finally extended my tongue into her pussy.

Her flavor was amazing, and somewhat similar to my girlfriend's taste. It was not too strong, the kind of pussy flavor you could eat all day long. I tongued her hole up and down, pushing it inside of her and swirling it all over that delicious snatch.

As Melissa's body began to gyrate slightly and she began to moan more, I moved my tongue up to her clit, flicking across it a few times before gently sucking into her mouth. This prompted an excited "Oh" from her, and I continued to alternately suck on her clit and drag my tongue over it.

Knowing she was getting more and more worked up, I focused all my attention on tonguing her clit. She was moaning more and more now, and with all my saliva and her soaking wet pussy things were getting pretty slippery. I started to work my middle finger into her pussy slowly to finger-fuck her as I continued to work on her clit.

Melissa was now panting heavily and brought her hands to her own tits, squeezing and pinching her nipples as she moaned and panted, the telltale signs she would cum for me soon. She was incredibly hot like that, and my cock was rock hard once again.

I could tell she would cum any second, and started to curl my finger up inside her pussy, feeling for her G spot to finish her off.

Suddenly her body went stiff and tensed up completely. Melissa's pussy clamped down on my finger inside her and I continued my assault on her clit. All at once she relaxed and let out a scream as her pussy clenched and unclenched while she had a powerful orgasm. She came for what felt like 5 minutes, moaning over and over again while I kept tonguing her clit and pressing my finger against her G spot.





My Girlfriend's Sister



Finally she began to calm down, and I slowed my work on her clit while slowly sliding my finger in and out of her. As she came down from her orgasm I withdrew my finger and brought my tongue down to her opening to taste more of her delicious pussy juice. She was literally gushing and I coated my face as I lapped up her flavor.

With a last moan Melissa sat up and gave me a smile that said 'thanks' before flopping back down on the bed. I sat up and crawled toward her to give her a kiss on the lips.

Just after I planted a smooch, I was knocked over onto my back. Amanda climbed over the two of us and straddled my waist. She leaned down and gave me an aggressive kiss, no doubt tasting her sister's pussy juice all over my face.

As she sat up I brought my hands to her tits and squeezed.

"Mmmm. My sister's pussy is pretty good," Amanda said. "Maybe someday I'll try some right from the source. But right now I need you to fuck me."

Melissa had recovered and propped herself up against the headboard of the bed. Hearing that, she moved around behind the two of us as Amanda leaned forward. Melissa reached between our bodies and grabbed my dick, stroking it a few times.

"Yeah that's it. Get him ready for me so I can fuck that big dick," Amanda said, leaning to the side. Melissa leaned down and put her mouth over my head, coating it with her spit.

"OK, he's ready!" Melissa said with a giggle. She held it upright, and Amanda got back into position by hovering her snatch above my cock. She quickly lowered herself, and with her sister holding me in place she impaled herself on my dick. Evidently as she watched me eat out her sister, she got herself ready.

Amanda began to bounce on my cock and I grabbed a hold of her tits. She was furiously fucking me, working herself toward an orgasm as I just enjoyed the ride.

When Amanda gets really horny, she often takes matters into her own hands and just uses my meat to get what she wants. This time was no different, but she was fucking me even harder than usual.

Melissa came and kneeled near me, watching as my dick pistoned in and out of her sister. The expert blowjob I had gotten earlier had me totally in control now as I began to thrust up into her, meeting her halfway and slamming my dick into my girlfriend's tight box.

"Ohhhhhh your dick feels so good," Amanda said.
"Yeah baby. Keep fucking me, you're so tight. Cum for me baby," I said back to her.

Amanda leaned down over me and stopped bouncing, instead thrusting her hips backwards and forwards with my prick buried up to the hilt inside her.

"Ohh yeah. I'm gonna cum!" Amanda screamed.

With a quick motion, I hugged her tight and flipped us over, clumsily getting on top of her. I began to pound away at her pussy as her hand moved down between us and she began to rub her own clit.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuck," Amanda yelled as she began to cum. Her tight pussy clenched around me, trying to draw the cum out of me, but I held on as I continued to pound her through her orgasm.

She began to breathe easier, and I slowed my humping until I was sliding slowly in and out of her dripping snatch.

"Oh my god," Amanda panted. "You didn't cum yet? My sister must have given you one hell a blowjob. Why don't you see if she wants to fuck."

I looked over at Melissa, who was just staring at us with her mouth partially open.

"Well, do you want to fuck him too?" Amanda asked her sister.

"Holy shit, yes!" Melissa replied. "That was amazing!"

I pulled out of my girlfriend, who laid back and let out a soft moan. Melissa immediately moved toward me and brought her face toward my prick. She lapped up all the pussy juice, moaning as she sucked my cock yet again.

Turning around, Melissa got on her hands and knees beside her sister.

"I've never tasted pussy before," Melissa said to Amanda. "It's not bad. And I never expected yours to be the first one I tasted."

Melissa leaned down and give her sister a kiss on the lips before looking back at me.

"Well? You going to fuck me or what?"

I didn't need any more invitations. I got up on my knees behind her and took my dick into my hand, bringing it right to the entrance of her wonderful pussy, which was still wet from the cunnilingus I had just performed.

I pushed into her pussy from behind, slowly inching into her incredibly tight hole. Her burning hot body was squeezing my dick so tight I had to close my eyes and try not to cum right then.

When I got about half way into her I stopped and withdrew slightly before going forward once again. She eased her knees apart and arched her back to accept my full 7 inches.

"Oh my god. His cock is amazing," Melissa said to her sister, who giggled.

"Why do you think I've kept him around for 5 years?" Amanda replied.

I began to plunge in and out of Melissa, remembering every dirty thought I've had about her in all those times I've snuck a peek down her shirt or watched her prance around the house with no bra.

This was a dirty fantasy of mine, and I was going to enjoy every second of it.

I looked down and watched my dick slice through her beautiful pussy lips as her puckered asshole winked at me. I grabbed both of Melissa's hips and began to fuck her for all I was worth, pounding against her ass and drawing shrieks of pleasure out of her.

I started to moan myself, but I was getting tired.

"I gotta switch. Ride me," I said as I pulled out and laid on my back. Melissa straddled me in the same position her sister had moments earlier. She reached back and positioned my dick against her pussy and all at once slid down my rod, completely burying me inside her. Melissa started to ride me, and I still couldn't believe how this night had turned out.

When I thought about driving through three states to go to a wedding, I had no idea it would end with me fucking my girlfriend and her sister.

They were both amazing, and just when I thought it couldn't get any better, Amanda sat up and brought one leg over me and straddled my face, facing her sister. She lowered her pussy toward my tongue, and I was happy to begin eating her out. The two sisters leaned into each other, each cupping the other's head and locking lips. The started to make out, both girls moaning as Melissa rode my dick and I flicked my tongue across Amanda's clit.

Suddenly Melissa sat back a little bit and started bouncing even faster on top of me.

"I'm gonna cum! Oh keep fucking me!" she screamed as I thrust my hips up to meet her on each stroke.

"Yeah! Keep going!" Amanda said, approaching her own orgasm on my face.

Both girls came at the same time, with a crescendo of screams and moans as one girl came on my tongue and the other came on my cock.

I was almost there, and as Melissa's orgasm subsided she leaned to the side and slipped off me, collapsing onto her back with a sigh. Amanda leaned forward and took me into her mouth in a 69 position. She continued to moan as she tasted her sister's pussy again on my dick.

It was too much for me, and I finally began to cum for the second time that night, this time in Amanda's mouth. My dick jerked in her mouth and blasted shot after shot of cum onto her waiting tongue.

After so much excitement, it was a powerful, draining cum. I nearly blacked out. I don't know how long we stayed like that, with my dick oozing cum into my girlfriend's mouth, but as she finally started to ease off me I came around again. Amanda got off me and turned around, hovering over her sister.

Once again, the two girls shared my cum, kissing as they tasted my load. With cum on their chins they finally broke their kiss and laid back, all three of us in a row panting and basking in the glow of an incredible fuck session.

"Wow." I said.

I was tired. I looked over at the clock. It was 2:40 a.m.

"Let's go to sleep," Amanda said. "Get in the middle, stud."

We shifted around, and both girls snuggled up to me, one on each side. Melissa reached over and turned off the bedside lamp, and I pulled the blankets of the bed over us. We fell asleep within minutes, and didn't wake up until 10:30 the next morning.

I'll spare you all the long details, but the morning went way better than I thought it would. Both girls were practically glowing. They both said it was the best sex they've ever had, and they had no regrets about sharing me for a night.

We went to the wedding that day and had a fantastic time. The thing I was most surprised about was that it was never awkward between the three of us.

It has only been a week and we've all been pretty busy with work so it's too soon to tell if I'll ever get the chance to fuck them both again, but I can keep hoping, right? Amanda hasn't said anything about it, but she's been as happy as can be this week so far. Maybe sometime soon I'll have another story to share about how I fucked my girlfriend's sister, but until then, I'll have the wonderful memory of a naked night between two hot girls in a New Jersey hotel room.



My Girlfriend's Sister & Her Friend



It was a hot Friday night when Joe was sitting in front of the TV, alone at his girlfriend Jamie's house. Jamie was at work and wasn't due home for another five hours and Jamie's Mum and sister were both out for the night as well. 

Joe was settling back in the couch watching some very poor "reality TV" trying to think what he could do to keep himself amused all night. He started thinking about the headjob he had gotten just a half an hour earlier before Jamie had left for work. 

This was the greatest blowjob Joe had ever received, it was the first time Jamie had ever taken any of his cum in her mouth. Like he had done so many times before Joe was sitting on the couch watching Jamie's head bob up and down on his hard cock when he felt his cum rising up his shaft. Joe was totally surprised when he heard something he never thought he would, Jamie took her mouth away and lightly said, 

"I don't think we should get the couch messy do you?"

Joe didn't even have a chance to answer, Jamie's head went straight down on his shaft just as his cum spewed from the tip of his cock. Jamie sucked and swallowed every last drop of her boyfriend's cum from his cock. The feeling of cumming inside a hot wet mouth was so incredible Joe couldn't resist screaming out as his girlfriend enveloped his cum-soaked cock with her full lips.

Just thinking about this marvellous event had got Joe's cock hard again and before he realised it, his hand was wrapped around the exposed shaft of his 8inch prick, he continued to watch the crap TV while slowly stroking his cock when an idea came to him. Joe stood up and made his way over to the TV unit, reaching in the cupboard and behind the videos he retrieved a porno that he and Jamie's sister, Lucy kept. Joe hurriedley pushed the video into the VCR and resumed his position on the couch, sat back and relaxed as the first scene began.

Joe's cock was fully erect and he was pumping his hand up and down his shaft as he watched the image of a girl getting eaten out by one guy while she sucked the cock of another guy. The girl was lying on a bed, flat on her back with her legs wide apart as the guy eating her pussy dove his tongue into her slit, the close up photography gave Joe an excellent view of the woman getting tongue fucked by this guy. A muffled moan escaped her mouth as her head was tilted sideways and filled with a rather large prick. This went one for a few minutes and Joe's cock seemed to grow inside his own hand as the images turned him on more and more. 

The guys in the movie changed positions and rolled the girl onto her stomach, the girl got up on her knees in a doggy position and stuck her tight arse out to one of the guy's waiting cocks. The movie showed in vivid detail the guy slowly entering her wet cunt from behind and him starting to thrust in and out of her. The other guy moved his 9-inch cock in front of her face and she devoured it eagerly. The sight of a woman being fucked from behind and sucking another guy off at the same time nearly sent Joe over the edge and then, just as he was about to cum he heard the front door rattle and squeak open.

"Fuck!" Joe swore under his breath, he thought it must be Julie's mum home early. 

He quickly put his nearly exploding cock back in his pants and turned the TV off just as Lucy and her best friend Rachael came to the top of the stairs and peered around the corner at him. 

Joe's face was still flushed and he was still breathing heavily from his nearly orgasmic masturbation session.

"What are you doing" Lucy asked with a strange look on her face

"Ah, just reading this paper" Joe picked up a week old paper and spread it across his lap hoping the girls had not seen his still raging hard on. Joe quickly glanced at Rachael and by the grin on her face he guessed he hadn't hidden it in time from her.

"Good for you…" Lucy said, apparently oblivious to Joe's position "I've gotta take a shower"

"Why what happened" Joe asked, for the first time noticing that Lucy was soaked from head to toe.

"We were at a stupid party down the road and some dickhead threw me in the pool" she explained as she turned and walked toward the bathroom.

Joe noticed the water had made her tight white pants see-through and he could clearly make out her perfectly shaped arse barely covered by a G-string. Obviously still horny Joe thought how much tighter and sexier Lucy's arse was than her older sister's.

"I'm sure you two can keep each other company" Lucy said as she turned into the shower.

Rachael came to the couch and sat right next to Joe, Rachael was a stunning teenage girl, long dark hair, perfectly rounded tits and smooth, long legs.

"So how you been, Joe?" Rachael asked

"Not bad Rach, yourself?" He stammered out

"Yeah good" she said, grinning and giving Joe a strange look.

"What are you laughin at?" Joe asked 

"Oh nothing, just you.."

"Whadda ya mean?" 

Rachael stared at Joe mockingly 

"Why don't you tell me what you were really doing before we came in?" she queried

"Nothing, just readin' the paper" Joe responded innocently

"Oh yeah, whatever" she laughed, dismissing the argument, not bothering to interrogate him anymore. "Why don't we see what's on the telly?" Rachael grabbed the remote and Joe remembered he hadn't pressed stop on the VCR.

"No wait..." too late. Rachael had already turned it on and a close-up view of a guy getting his cock sucked by two women was splashed all over the screen.

"Ohhhh, now this explains it" Rachael said knowingly, her interest suddenly rekindled.

Joe was too embarrassed to speak.

"But don't be embarrassed Joe, I'm quite happy to watch it with you if you want to keep watching…" she said this looking Joe straight in the eye.

Joe found his speech 

"Are you serious?" 

"Fuck yeah! I love watching porn." She exclaimed

"Really?? why??" He asked stupidly

Rachael leant over and whispered in his ear 

"Because it gets me off, silly"

Joe couldn't believe what he was hearing and couldn't help his cock from shooting skyward. Rachael sat back in the couch and continued to watch the screen.

"Have you ever had two girls suck you off at the same time, Joe?" she asked casually, pointing to the TV.

"No I haven't but it's always been a major fantasy"

Joe had always wanted to feel the mouths of two women taking turns at licking and sucking his cock, watching them kiss each other as their lips met at the middle of his prick. Sometimes he fantasised about this very girl being one of those women.

"Really" she said smiling at him, Rachael seemed to be enjoying this as much as Joe. The two of them just sat there watching the Porno for a while getting hotter and hornier as every minute went by.

Joe started shifting around in his seat as he got harder and harder then Rachael finally started to speak.

"You know Joe, if you're getting a little constrained there" she motioned to the tent made by Joe's boxers and his stiff cock "I really don't mind if you want to pull yourself off" Joe looked on dumbfounded as Rachael continued to talk "See if you do that, then I can play with myself"

Joe realised the opportunity he had here and wasted no time in retrieving his cock from his boxers and start stroking it up and down the shaft, smothering the pre cum all over the head.

"That's an impressive package, Joe" Rachael said as she hiked her short skirt up above her waist, displaying a black, lace G-string.

"Tell me how many girls have fucked that beautiful prick" Rachael said as she pulled her G-string to the side and lightly stroked her clean shaven cunt.

"Only two, Jamie and my girlfriend before her, I have come close while I've been with Jamie but I've managed to restrain myself" Joe explained

"Why would you want to do that, I'm sure lots of girls would like a fuck from you"

"I was just being faithful"

Rachael's hand had taken the place of Joe's and was lightly stroking the head of his cock

"So you're faithful are you?? what if I said I want to suck your cock right now, would you still be faithful then?" 

Joe's mind was spinning, he couldn't believe this sexy friend of his girlfriend's sister was pulling him off and asking him if he would let her suck him off. There was no way he was being faithful tonight.

"not on your life" he said as he leaned forward and kissed Rachael hard on the mouth, he felt Rachael's tongue slide into his mouth and swirl around, Joe gently reached over and put his hand in place of Rachael's on her hot, wet pussy. His thumb found her clit and a moan escaped her mouth, he slipped a finger into her hole and he felt her grip tighten on his shaft. Joe started to lightly rub Rachael's clit while sliding a finger in and out of her beautiful tight cunt. He loved the feeling of a bald pussy under his hand and was even reluctant to let go when she told him to stand up in front of her.

Rachael was now sitting on the couch in front of Joe with her mouth perfectly aligned with his 8-inch dick. Her hand slowly moved up the inside of his leg and cupped his balls lightly in her hand. She leant forward and blew softly on the tip of his cock, a shudder shot up Joe's spine as he anticipated this beauty sucking his cock. 

"I've been dying for some real pleasure, Joe" she said up to him "you know your own fingers can only do so much" 

He grinned down at her and she slowly took his prick into her mouth while she stared up at him in the eye. Joe's head tilted back as he felt his dick go deep into Rachael's warm mouth and emerge again into the cool air. He couldn't help but watch as her tongue and mouth circled and dived down onto the head of his cock as she skillfully pulled up down on his shaft with one hand and softly stroked and fondled his balls with the other.

As she continued to delight him with her masterful mouth and tongue, Joe was still standing there transfixed on Rachael's face when he felt a warm breath on the back of his neck and another hand around his cock. Joe, twisted is head to see Lucy standing there naked and moving her mouth toward his. Lucy moved around to the side of Joe, he wrapped his arms around her and slid his tongue into her mouth. 

Lucy and Joe kissed heatedly while Rachael continued sucking him off, Joe's hand made it's way down toward Lucy's pussy and found it to be already wet, he slid a finger in and Lucy thrust her clit onto his palm. Joe thrust his finger in and out of Lucy's cunt in rhythm with Rachael's sucking who slowly built the pace until Joe felt the cum rise in his shaft and he exploded all over Rachael's waiting tits. Lucy finally dropped onto the couch next to Rachael as the two girls grinned at each other and Joe sat down between them, he leant toward Rachael and kissed her, his tongue eagerly tasting his own cock.

"I love to taste my own cock" he said to Rachael

"mmmm, I like the taste of it too" she replied

Not wanting to leave the girls out of all the fun Joe dropped onto his knees in front of them and motioned for them to move closer together, Joe moved in front of Lucy and leant up to her.

"I've always wanted to do this" he said as he gently spread her perfect thighs apart and dropped his head between her legs. 

Lucy felt Joe's warm breath on her body as he ran his fingers up her thigh and lightly traced his tongue around the outside of her pussy. Teasing her for a while, Joe licked the crease between her thigh and pussy while gently tracing the area between her arse and the bottom of her slit with his finger. Lucy felt his mouth move right over the top of her slit and a slight pressure on her clit as he kissed down on it. Lucy started to wriggle in her seat, getting anxious to feel the tongue of her Sister's boyfriend on her bare clit. Joe, sensing her restlessness, slowly slid his tongue into her slit, licking up from the top, all the way to the bottom of her pussy, he savoured the taste of her juices as he returned past her opening to her hardened clit. Lucy gasped as she felt Joe's tongue play with her sensitive clit for the first time, she could feel him circling it and ever so often closing his mouth over it and sucking. 

Rachael was sitting next to them staring on as Joe expertly worked Lucy toward an orgasm, Rachael's hands had slid off her G-string and top and were now massaging her own pussy. Lucy's head was thrown back on the couch as she felt Joe's tongue slide into her tight opening.

"Oh fuck, Joe" she squealed "Fuck me with your tongue… yes, that's it… shit you're good at this!"

Joe glanced up at Rachael and she darted her tongue out toward him and bit her bottom lip. Joe reached under Lucy's thigh and up to Rachael's cunt, he felt her hand was already there and her middle finger was deep inside her pussy, he continued to tongue fuck Lucy and slid his own finger inside Rachael's cunt alongside her own. Rachael groaned out loud as she felt another finger inside her and they started pumping in and out in unison. Their fingers working as one and her eyes fixed on Lucy getting eaten out beside her quickly brought her to orgasm. As Rachael cried out she was joined by Lucy as Joe moved his attention back to her clit and furiously sucked and played until she too had cum again. 

After the two girls had come down from their orgasms they just looked at eachother and laughed.

"I can't believe that just happened!" Lucy exclaimed

"YOU can't believe it!" Joe said "I have fantasised sooo many times about you two and here I am fucking you with my tongue!"

"It looks like you could use some help yourself there, Joe" Rachael said as she slid off the couch and knelt down next to Joe. S

he softly wrapped her hand around his straining cock. "I really need to feel you inside me, Joe, and I really need Lucy to watch you fuck the life out of me"

"now I'm sure that'd be better than anything I could see on that" Lucy glanced at the porno still playing on the TV. When her eyes returned to them, Rachael and Joe were kissing furiously, before long she saw Joe's hand slip between Rachael's legs. Rachael moaned and allowed her legs to come apart slightly, letting Joes fingers explore her wet cunt. Lucy saw two of Joe's fingers slide easily inside her friend and had the strange feeling of being immensely turned on by her best friend and her sister's boyfriend playing with each other. Lucy was slowly rubbing her clit and sliding a finger in and out of her wet opening as she watched her friend get down on all fours in front of her and Joe line his cock up with her pussy from behind.

Lucy watched Joe as he slowly started to pump in and out of her best friend, Rachael was pushing backward in time with Joe's thrust making him go as deep as possible. Lucy could feel herself getting wetter and wetter under her hand as she watched these two go at it. Lucy was getting extremely horny and desperately wanted to feel someone else on her hot cunt. An idea crossed her mind and she thought about what another girl's tongue would feel like on her clit, Lucy had never thought about doing anything with a girl before and neither had Rachael but right now she was curious. When she moved forward to the edge of the couch and her pussy was only inches away from Rachael's face the heat of the moment overtook them and Lucy cried out as she felt Rachael's tongue dive into her hot, wet slit. Joe couldn't believe what was happening, he was fucking this gorgeous girl from behind while he watched her eat out his girlfriend's sexy sister!

Rachael had never felt anything like it before, a big cock deep inside her while she licked the juices of her best friend gave her pleasure she didn't know existed. She felt Lucy's legs tighten around her head and heard her moan loudly. She could feel Joe's cock expanding in her own pussy and knew that all three of them were about to cum.

Both Lucy and Joe said at the same time

"I'm gonna cum…"

Rachael felt Joe's cock explode with hot cum and she clamped her mouth down on Lucy's clit as she passed the point of no return herself. A wave of complete ecstasy swept over all three of them and they crumpled in a heap when they had all finished cumming.

"Can we do this again sometime" Joe asked casually

"Oooh fuck yeah" Lucy said and Rachael showed her agreement by leaning up and kissing her best friend on the mouth, letting her taste her own juices.



My Girlfriends Sister and I



Hey this is my first story and I would love some feedback. Hope it is enjoyable.

DESARI

I'm not sure what to do at this point I was just so sure that kiss a few weeks ago would have worked but I underestimated her will. Now I know she's Leslie's girlfriend but I'm very sure my sister didn't deserve her. Yes I'm only nineteen but I'll be twenty really soon and that would only make her 2 year older than me. Age shouldn't serve as a huge factor, should it? Jessica is so sweet, amazing, and I wanted far more than just sex. I'm in love with her and it was magic from the time we met to that kiss. The way we met wasn't on such a romantic term but I was sure she felt what I felt. My sisters, Keri, Roxy, Jamie, of course Leslie, and I always had these sibling dinners at one another's houses. 

Last month it was at Leslies and to make a boring story short my asshole sister Keri was being rude and homophobic, which is confusing and irritating for reasons I'll probably explain later, and Leslie went ballistic on all of us including Jessica. Whatever Leslie did to Jessica sent her packing the same night as the dinner and she showed up at my parent's café at midnight when I normally sneak and work. She didn't give me much detail but a week later Leslie is at Jamie's crying her eyes out telling us Jessica left her and a bunch of other bullshit we knew better than to believe. Apparently she forgot we knew her better than her friends and associates so she was out of luck with the sob story. I met with Jessica later that day and found out my sisters attitude didn't change for anyone not even for her lovers.

After that brief lesson I decided to tell her some things about the Fillmore girls that she most likely had no clue about. First I explained everyone but Leslie was adopted which is one reason she acted the way she did, our father was a multi-millionaire who gave us, especially Leslie, whatever it is that we wanted or needed, and Leslie has always been a ticking time bomb waiting to blow all the time. The last part was for my benefit though it may seem immature and wrong I was determined, still am. I wanted her so bad that I would risk any and everything even my sisters "love" to be with her. With ever page I turned in the magazine I was skimming I grew more restless I kept thinking about the kiss and telling her how I felt that afternoon. I am very glad she just stood there silently instead of shooting me down instantly. After another failing five minutes of distracting myself I finally pushed the magazine away and spread out on my bed. I couldn't stop myself from letting my knees fall apart and my hand slither down to my warm and sensitive center. I couldn't have her yet but I did have myself and a memory that I wished so badly to become my reality. Our Reality.

JESSICA

I was so angry at Leslie I couldn't even cry. I couldn't believe she would do that to me. 

Oh sorry about that before I explain how upset I am let me tell you why I'm so upset. My name is Jessica Moore. I'm not super gorgeous but I'm a brunette with deep blue eyes, a slim yet athletic build, 32C breast that sat up quite nicely, saved me a lot of bra shopping for summer, my skin was pale and smooth, and to top it all I was 5'8. Like I said not drop dead but I had enough for someone to do a few double takes. For the last 2 years I've been in a semi abusive relationship with a woman who is the definition of "looks can be deceiving".

Leslie Fillmore was the love of my life for about a year and a half. Why just a year and a half and we've been together for 2 you ask, well that's because she began to change dramatically. We were considered the perfect everything to all of our friends and her family. I didn't have much of a family but that's another story. We yelled and screamed, fussed and fought, well at least she did. I honestly didn't put effort into it anymore it was pointless to argue with her. To make a long explanation short all we ever did was fight and it was killing me inside. I loved her but I couldn't deal with her anymore. Today was the last straw for me and she proved she didn't give a damn about me.

Here are a few details so you won't be too confused. I packed up and left about three weeks ago, sleeping in my car and in hotels, after spending a little over a grand I figured I would stay with a really great friend of mine in a nearby city about thirty minutes away. That entire week Leslie texted me, called me, left me voicemails, emails, any way of communication she used at least once a day until the last two days. Her final text begged me to come home and talk to her and she would give me time. I did some serious thinking and debating and finally decided I would hear her out. I wrote Jake a note telling him I would be out for a while, Jack went on a business trip, and these were my really great friends by the way. I drove the long way to the home we shared giving me more time to think. I went through a million and one scenarios before I thought to go inside. 

I prepped myself for whatever she would say or do, Leslie was a sneaky devil. As I made my way to the door I realized it was slightly ajar. I proceeded in with caution and high alarm hoping she just ran in to grab something she forgot, she did that often. I checked the den, the backyard, the kitchen, and the bathroom. The front of the house was empty. I headed down the hallway pushing in every door to make sure nothing was out of the ordinary. I realized once I hit the end of the hallway that I didn't quite prep myself well enough because I wasn't ready for this. I stood on the other side of the source of the noise that shattered my heart and two years of whatever you want to call it.

Standing at the entrance to the bedroom that we would no longer share I cried silently as I slowly pushed the door further revealing a sight that created a deep burning rage within me. Tears streamed down my face as I watched him pump relentlessly into Leslie from behind. I couldn't speak or breathe, my chest tightened, my tears dried as all my emotions shifted to anger. I listened to her scream in pleasure as he continued his assault while kissing the back of her neck with a tight grip on the long blonde mane that was once mine. He caressed and kissed her with such familiarity that I realized this was not the first time this had happened or that it only began recently. He pulled her up to him and his hands roamed her body continuing his shower of kisses. 

"Thanks babe I needed that. It was amazing, you're amazing." Leslie said softly as she reached around and stroked him gently. "I've missed you so much."

"I've missed you too babe." He said in a deep raspy voice.

That voice sounded very familiar and that's when I could shed no more tears and rage set in completely. My ex-boyfriend.

"Mark." I couldn't hide the anger in my voice.

He looked up at me and stood with a smirk on his face, as for Leslie nothing but shock and embarrassment.                  

"Jessica Moore. Well isn't this embarrassing, for you at least."

"Mark stop, now. Jessi it's not what you think" She said to him.

"No it is not what I think it is what I see but Mark go to hell you're just a guy with a big ego and average sex. You think you've accomplished something big well news flash she's bisexual you dick. Just because we are together doesn't make us lesbians you prick. Goodbye to you both you two deserve each other." I said turning to walk away.

"Jessi wait please." Leslie begged.

"You no longer have the privilege of calling me Jessi." I spoke lightly and walked away.

I listened as their arguing and yelling after me faded but I ignored them and continued on to my car. I didn't want to cry, I no longer wanted to hurt, and I didn't want to go to Jacks. That left me the option that put a smirk like smile on my face. It was time to face my fears and except my desires. I sped from one end of town to the other. It was a long and nervous drive but the more the previous replayed in my head the more confidence I gained. I put more pressure on the gas and pushed 85. 90. 100. 110. "Treat it like Montana!" I thought to myself. I was so content with speeding down the highway I almost missed my exit. The moment you made it off the exit you thought you had entered a different world all together because nothing was small or average everything was extravagant. I drove passed all the markets and outlets until I hit a large gate. It was a huge circle of estates incased in a concrete wall about six or seven feet high. I finally made it to the gate where the security guard asked me for the password. I reached in my purse and read the code to him from the scrap of paper. He typed it in and once he was finished he stepped outside the booth handing me a card with an address on it. He gave me brief directions to the address giving me flirtatious gestures that I ignored. Pretty cool technology. 

I thanked him and followed his directions until I came to this dark blue house with a spiraling driveway with two black cars, amazing models, and a motorcycle in between them. It was so beautiful that all I could do was stop and stare at it. The yard was so neat and simple with just a few decorations and a lemon tree with a bench beneath it. It looked like something out of a magazine or those southern postcards. I was so fixated on the décor I almost walked into the door which would have been quite painful. "So this is what she meant by I have no clue what Leslie was really about and who she was." I thought to myself as I knocked on the oversized Alice in Wonderland type door. I was starting to see where Tim Burton got his ideas for oversized and dramatic personalities and objects. Thinking of Tim I got a silly idea to cover the peephole as I heard footsteps approaching the door. My silly side faded as I hoped there would be no more surprises I really needed her right now more than ever. I wanted to face my fears and test my strength because I was really hurt and in severe pain. I felt bad at first but now I feel no remorse and today she would be mine.

"Who is it?" Her voice was light and sweet.

I didn't say a word and withheld my giggles. She made a frustrated sound and began to unlock and open the door.

"That's so not funny T..... Jessica, what are you doing here I was just thinking about you?"

"Oh you were, were you and what were you thinking about exactl......y" I trailed off when I realized what she was wearing. The only thing that covered her was a thin silk robe from her shoulders to her thighs and a pair of skimpy black panties. For a brief second I was speechless and motionless. "You answer the door like this?" The only thing I could find to say at that moment.

At first she was confused at why I had frozen in time until I made that comment. In a matter of moments Desari went from sweet and innocently confused to a smirk and a lustful look in her eyes that made me shiver.

"It's mostly women out here but even that's not a good excuse for it. Truth is though most of this block is my sisters and our parents' friends. But just to let you know I may answer the door this way but I don't like to flaunt so please come in will you." She explained to me.

Desari grabbed my hand and led me inside her home. I was even more catatonic now that I could see her backside. I had never seen an ass like that on a girl her size and it was perfection. She spoke but I was barely listening as I studied her body from behind. I was disappointed yet on fire when she let go of my hand and made her way around the long island. When her ass finally was no longer in view I came back to reality when I heard a question.

"What was that?" I asked.

"Would you like something to drink?" She repeated.

"Sure that would help right now."

"What would you like?"

"It doesn't matter anything will do."

"Well it's a bit past four I was just about to have a glass of wine, would you like some?"

"Yeah that sounds great."

"So what brings you here now, though I have been trying to get you here for weeks since I gave you my number and address?"

"I just really wanted to see you that is all. We haven't really spent any time together since that day at the café except a few texts or you catching me having lunch. I figured it was time for a visit." I said with a grin. I couldn't believe I was here right now.

DESARI 

I couldn't believe she was sitting in my kitchen with me. The girl I had dreamed and fantasized about since my sister brought her home to meet the family. I knew Leslie was a jerk but I thought she would at least be nice to the outside world. I thought she had up until about a few weeks ago when Jessica was at the café my parents owns, the one I also work at, at around twelve a.m. looking alone and sad. She explained the long and agonizing relationship between the two. In awe I listened to Jessica tell me things I was far too familiar with when I was younger.

Leslie was a mean spirited person and through the worst of tantrums when she didn't get her way towards everyone including our parents. Thanks to her attitude I had the most beautiful woman I had ever met sitting in my kitchen. Her blue eyes captivated me in a way I couldn't describe, her smile lit up my day, her lips made me shiver in suspense only because I was waiting patiently to find out what she could do with them, her body was amazing, and her hair was the most intimate part of my fantasy. Why her hair right well because I just want to run my fingers through it when we kiss or make love. That was my main goal I wanted to make love to her. What's stopping me you ask, I'm Nineteen and she's twenty-three. Not a huge gap but to some people care about those type of things. 

I kissed her once and that was the day we met at the café when she first left home and I haven't really seen or spoke to her since that day. I noticed how she was looking at me at the door and right now so I decided to take my chances in teasing and seducing her. I made another move by making my way around the island exposing more of my breasts and stomach to her. I sure as hell hoped this worked.

JESSICA

As she walked back around the island with our wine I couldn't help but notice her robe had fell away some more showing me her smooth and flat stomach. Most importantly it revealed her beautiful plump breast. She was slightly larger than me by a cup sized or two so I'm guessing a 32D. Her nipples were a dark pink color and I longed to taste them as I watched them harden. I hurriedly sipped my wine, well I can't call that sipping more like gulping, as she moved closer to me. I could barely contain myself but this wasn't helping. I was losing control quickly and I felt my body heating especially between my legs. 

I wanted so badly to taste her. She once told me she may be young but she knew what she wanted and right now I wanted to put that statement to the test. She was talking but I was far from listening yet I heard her body language loud and clear. Before she could finish her next sentence I was on my feet with my hands on her bare breast kissing her like I missed her and that I did. The kiss was intense yet sensual as our tongues intertwined with deep passion. I rolled her nipples between my fingers then pinched them with what I thought was too much pressure until she moaned into my mouth. I trailed my fingers down her body until I reached the rim of her underwear. I fingered the lace until I found the courage to slip inside them. Not to my surprise it was smooth and very wet which further turned me on fueling the fire inside. Now I was surprised at my strength and boldness when I lifted her onto the island and began sucking on her nipples one by one. First I sucked with ease but by the way she squirmed now wasn't the time for soft and subtle. I released her nipple so I could slide her panties off. She looked into my eyes and I into hers as I completed my task. She bit her bottom lip while watching me intently, she was so beautiful.

I was so afraid at first but now I was in a world that made no real sense to me yet I liked it and was enjoying it. Her legs slid over my shoulders easing me lower into her hot centerfold. She smelled so delicious I could hardly stand just being inches away and not tasting the sweet nectar awaiting there. Desaris fingers stoked my hair lightly encouraging me and comforting the thought of this happening. I felt hesitation leave my body as my tongue ran over her clit making a moan emerge from her lips. I allowed my tongue to slide deep inside her, and it was all that I imagined and all she said it would be. The few time that I entertained her sext messages all her statements and promises hold very true. At this point I didn't just want her I needed her and it may sound selfish but I needed everything she could give me. I licked and sucked on her clit with aggression and speed hoping she would come very soon because I wanted more. I didn't want to stop. Ever.

DESARI 

I was in pure bliss as I watched Jessica masterfully bring me to an amazing and much needed orgasm. I had never felt anything like this before. I didn't want her to stop but we had to I wanted a little more than this. It felt so good I wasn't sure how to go about making her stop yet I'm not sure I want her to. I felt another orgasm approaching and I couldn't bring myself to stop her now. I shivered uncontrollably at the feel of my orgasm consuming my body completely. I could no longer contain my moans nor could I keep myself from squirming on the cool marble beneath me. 

"Jessica wait just a second please." I said to her.

"Call me Jessi." She said quickly then returning her tongue to my sensitive clit.

"Jessi baby please just give me a minute."

She ignored my request and slid a finger inside me setting me on fire. I then felt a second finger enter me and that fire became an unexplainable blaze. I moaned in anticipation, waiting for her fingers to make a move.

"You're so wet and tight." She said to me in a sultry tone. "I could fuck you all night if you'd let me."

I couldn't help but let out a deep sigh at her words. I felt my body betray how I felt. I had never been so wet nor have I ever wanted to fuck someone this bad. My lust was growing and my patience was dwindling.

JESSICA

I let my fingers sit in her wetness for a while making her squirm and beg.

"Jessi please I can't wait any longer." Desire pleaded.

"Please what?" I asked.

"Please fuck me. I want you so bad."

"Is that so, well I guess we better fix that?"

I plunged my fingers deep into her pussy making her gasp. I moved at a slow and steady pace. Gentle and slow I fucked her. 

"Don't tease me Jessi fuck me."

Her demand turned me on beyond belief but I did as I was told. I went faster and harder letting my fingers slide in as far as they could go. I looked up at her wanting to see her eyes in their lustful glow. She was turning red and biting her lip to what looked like the point of pain. She looked as if she was trying to contain herself. I stopped and stared at her.

"Why did you stop?" She asked breathlessly.

"You looked like you're having an issue up there."

"It's nothing really. I just don't want to be vulgar or anything like that. I have actually lost partners because of my vulgarity." She giggled at her last statement.

"Be as vulgar as you like I don't mind. I would prefer you be yourself."

"Are you sure about that?"

"Very sure."

"Ok."

She stared at me with caution and curiosity in her eyes as well as a little hesitation. I wasn't sure what was about to take place but I waited patiently. I continued fucking her still waiting to see what herself is like. I stared starting to give up on seeing what she was like until she opened her eyes staring me down. The lust and fire in her eyes made me feel like I was in serious trouble and I couldn't wait,