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The Sisters

By: powellmanu



This is a true story that happened to me a couple of years ago, it could have been a dream but wasn't!

Let me give you some background first. I was 28, my girlfriend Sarah was 24, she was around 5'1, long blond hair, 34b very firm breasts and was stunning, a real catch as they say. She was one of 3 gorgeous sisters, one of which, Rebecca, is also part of this story. Rebecca was 19, also blond, great tight body with 36b/c tits. She was a virgin, all the family knew this and she was proud to be, on one night out I remember the girls talking about "big knickers" Rebecca said she purposely wore big ones so she wouldn't get carried away, in fact at that time she had only ever had one boyfriend. Although obviously not twins the girls looked very much alike.

I had been seeing Sarah for about 18months, we were living together and although she didn't know it (at that time) we were about to be engaged. During the 18 months we had been together I had got to know Sarah's sisters pretty well and I always had a soft spot for her youngest Rebecca, and certainly when I first started seeing Sarah I thought that Rebecca was jealous, when we were at her house she would often come downstairs in just her towel after just having a bath and sit next to me, although nothing happened and I never saw anything I could tell, or maybe I hoped there was something to it.

Anyway, one weekend Sarah and myself were visiting her family, we were spending Friday night in and we would be going out on the Saturday. On the Friday we really just caught up with her family watching TV etc until around 10pm when I said I wanted to go to bed, so Sarah and I went up stairs to the spare room leaving Sarah's mum and dad and Rebecca down stairs. As I lay on the bed (fully clothed) Sarah went to bath room. A few minutes later the door opened and I felt what I thought was Sarah climb on & straddle me, however as I moved my hands up from her waist to her breasts I could tell something was different..... it wasn't Sarah it was Rebecca dressed in Sarah's top to confuse me, as I looked over Rebecca's shoulder I saw Sarah peering in through the door laughing her head off.

Rebecca got off me and I didn't think anymore about it, we all sat on the bed and stated talking. After 15 mins or so the subject turned to sex, and the fact that Rebecca was still a virgin was discussed. Sarah asked her had she ever seen a cock, Rebecca said yes, in fact last week, she had wanked a guy off for the first time, someone that she had been seeing. My girlfriend asked if she had enjoyed it and Rebecca said yes, then Sarah asked her if she wanted to see my cock! So I'm led there and they are talking like I'm not there, and even though of course I'd love this 19 year old to see my cock I am actually embarrassed and hesitant. Then Sarah undoes my trousers and opens my boxer shorts, my cock is semi rigid but led on my tummy, still partly covered by my clothes. Sarah asks Rebecca what does she think of it and Rebecca says "well I can't really see it, its still covered", with that, Sarah pulls it right out, gives it one stroke and its fully erect looking at Rebecca, her eyes are focussed right on it. Touch it Sarah says to her, I can't believe it and I'm thinking quick touch it in case Sarah changes her mind. Rebecca leans forward and touches it, firstly very awkwardly just with one finger, but then wraps her hand right around it and moves it up and down, a drop of pre-cum presents itself, she "accidentally" touches it, her young hands looked fantastic.

Then Sarah asks Rebecca whether she has ever given a blow job, Rebecca says yes, last week when she gave the hand job (from her face I think this was a lie), she says however that she would like to see "how its done properly" and with that Sarah moves over and takes me in her mouth, giving me a little hand action at the same time. This goes on for a few minutes, all the while I'm watching Rebecca who is watching Sarah suck my cock and its horny as fuck. Then without hesitation Sarah tells Rebecca its her turn, at this point I think I'm in heaven, I'm 28 and I'm about to go into a virgin 19 year old mouth, wow....anyway, she moves over looks at me like she is thinking be gentle with me, its m first time and then she takes me in her mouth, its so wet and warm, I cold have cum there and then, but I wasn't sure what Sarah would say, so instead I make a mental note to take every detail in because I didn't expect it could ever happen again, so I do, I look deeply at Rebecca, she doesn't look at me as she is concentrating on what she's doing, I tell you her mouth was then, and still is today built for fucking.

After a few minutes she stops and we all sit back down on the bed, me with a raging hard on, all of us not exactly knowing what to say, that is until Sarah asks Rebecca if she enjoyed it, she did (but not as much as me!). My cock won't go down, I don't want it to go down, I ask Sarah to make me cum (really hoping Rebecca will do it), Sarah takes me in her hand and moves up and down my shaft slowly, a great rhythm, all the time Rebecca is just inches away watching closely, after a few minutes Sarah asks Rebecca to take over, Rebecca didn't need to be asked twice and this time she takes it far more confidently than the first time and moves it up and down through the pre-cum, all the while I'm looking into her eyes and thinking how great she looks with a cock in her mouth and hand, and how great I'm sure she would look with cock in her pussy. After a few minutes Sarah asks Rebecca to make me come but Rebecca says she would like to leave it to the expert, I think she was shy, scared of not being able to do it, any way they compromise, Sarah strokes my shaft whilst Rebecca plays with my balls and the base of my cock, in unison they build up the tempo until I can hold no longer, I begin to tense up and breath Heavily, Rebecca is watching me and my cock intently until finally bang!!!...my cock pulsates with streams of cum, most of it goes on me, but there is a steam on Sarah's arm and a good blob on Rebecca's hand, I collapse and thank god!

As Rebecca left the room she says perhaps she should stay in with us tonight, unfortunately Sarah says no. The end....well there is one more encounter that happened about six months later when I get time I will try to post.

Any comments.

The Sisters



The young girl knew she was the cause of my erection and was doing her best to enjoy it. Flaunting a half-naked tit at me. Coming out with remarks with a double meaning, one of course very suggestive. Touching my face and chest with slow, dragging fingertips. Brushing a casual hand over my crotch when no one was looking. And now the music had started with me caught in a corner between her, a wall, and the sofa.

The music was one of those tunes that start slow and turn into a heavy beat like that one from the movie Flashdance that exercise classes like to use. She exploited the long, slow introduction to mash her crotch against me, holding me in place by the hips and grinding slowly. When the tempo picked up, she changed her stance and her movement; with wide hips she banged her pelvis to mine again and again. If we hadn't been sort of fully dressed, we could have been fucking. I couldn't push her away. The only escape seemed to be an inelegant fall and dive over the back of the sofa. I quite seriously considered it.

But let's go back to the beginning of sorts. It was a Thursday evening party, Jenny's birthday party in fact. She turned twenty three and one of the girls with whom she shared the rent on a small house, her best friend Amy, had arranged this surprise party. Nothing fancy or formal; both girls were working and between steady fellows at the time. The guest list consisted basically of their common friends, fellow employees, and a number of single, unattached males who could be conscripted on the promise of free booze and a chance to get lucky. I was one of them; I'd gone out with Amy for a short time. Loretta, the third girl who shared the house, was away visiting family.

The party was good but not great. Most people knew some of the others at least casually. The surprise thing came off well. Booze and beer and wine flowed; people mingled and talked; finger food was passed around.

I had offered my best wishes to the birthday girl, chatted with Amy, of course, and swapped lies with a guy I'd gone to school with. He tried to impress me with his sales ideas but I wasn't buying. I removed myself from his space.

Some sort of music had been playing in the back ground but someone changed it to dance tunes. And that was when the girl cornered me.

To be polite about it, she didn't seem to fit. This bunch was pretty straight forward, employed, in their early to mid twenties. She looked much younger. I watched her slink towards me like a jungle cat. Short black hair with a wide cobalt blue streak. Thick- soled Doc Martin calf-high boots. Pale naked legs and arms. A skirt that almost covered her ass with the side slit turned to the front to show brief flashes of underwear that matched the color in her hair.

The T-shirt she wore might have been white once. It was now covered by splashes of paint, esoteric symbols and inscriptions, probable food and bodily fluid stains. More than prominent was a tear from the right shoulder to just about the hem in the middle. Whenever it flapped it exposed what lay beneath. A well-formed right breast, of course. And no brassiere.

I don't know how long she'd been there before she approached me, nor do I have any idea why she picked me. Her eyes seemed to stay locked to mine; her breast and undies flashed blatantly as she drew nearer. As I turned away from my unsuspecting schoolmate, she slid into the space that opened.

"You're Matt." It was not a question. I nodded.

"I'm a friend of Amy's, I know Jenny through her, she invited me to the birthday party."

The face before me sort of sneered. "Mickey. Jen's sister."

I took her at her word; I didn't know Jenny well enough to be acquainted with her family. So, she has a younger sister. So, the sister seems to have a rebellious streak. And for some unknown reason, she's here at this party. Probably uninvited.

She stepped into me, much closer than polite and somewhat uncomfortable, to tell the truth. I'm not the most outgoing guy but girls don't usually scare me. This one almost did.

She hooked her left hand into the belt at my waist; no, the belt and waistband of my trousers. I could feel her fingers against the skin of my abdomen. What seemed to be a cunning grin played around the corners of her mouth. Calculating eyes remained fixed on mine as she seemed to make some sort of appraisal.

Uneasily I cleared my throat. "Hello, Mickey. Pleasure to meet you," I lied.

She shrugged, didn't take her eyes off my face. The movement exposed her breast, lovely and pale and round. My glance immediately dropped down, caught not only by that near perfection but also the gleam of a shiny miniature barbell that pierced the thick dark nipple. Her eyes remained focused on my face, saw the way my tongue licked at my lips in a nervous gesture. Her free hand slowly pulled the fabric back over the exposed breast, then slowly came up to touch my face.

"Like it?"

I couldn't tell if she meant the breast or the piercing. I didn't answer. She grinned at my evident embarrassment, then brazenly added to it.

"If you were the only finger in this room ..." she tapped the middle finger of her hand against my nose, " who would you want to be stuck up?"

"Go on. You're much to young to ..."

"Eighteen years and eighteen weeks. And an award-winning mouth." She puckered up and made a kissy sound in front of my face, followed that with a nasty chuckle.

I tried to step away from her and realized just how cornered I was. She curved her body from her knees to her breasts against me, hot contact at chest, belly, groin.

"If you're willing, I'm available." She twisted slightly and again that breast was exposed. This time we both looked at it, the pale roundness, the hardness of that erect nipple, the gleam of its chrome piercing. This time she made no move to cover herself.

"Let's go somewhere and fuck."

That's when someone turned up the CD player and the Flashdance tune started. Both her hands grabbed my belt and the waistband of my trousers. I could feel her knuckles digging into my skin as she ground her pelvis slowly and forcefully against me. My genitalia reacted as could be expected. Then that forceful thumping beat began and her movement changed. No longer the round swirling motion; instead, a harsh physical banging together.

If we hadn't been clothed, we would have been fucking our brains out in the corner of the room.

We did not go unnoticed.

My mind was so intent on escaping or alleviating this uninvited involvement that I could not say exactly what happened or how it happened. The space in front of me exploded into a whirling mass of noise and body parts. One moment later this instant storm had swiftly moved into the nearby bathroom. I could make out two female voices hurling insults and epithets and bodies stumbling or being pushed around in a confined space.

I looked at the other people in the room with me. They weren't paying attention to what was happening in the bathroom; they were all watching me as if I was the prime mover of this drama.

Sheepishly I held out my hands and shrugged my shoulders. As discreetly as possible I edged out of the room, into the kitchen.

Epithets and occasional thuds still emanated from the bathroom. "Sleazy slut" and "two- faced whore" seemed to dominate the loud dispute.

Amy, our hostess, joined me in the kitchen and offered a reassuring touch.

"Sorry about that, Matt. I understand the family has been having some problems with Michelle. We didn't expect her here; she never indicated any interest. We'll just let Jenny take care of it, OK?" She wrapped me in a comforting hug, and for a moment I thought of the closeness we never did have together.

We stood there pretending to make conversation, but both of us were intent on the developments in the bathroom as we could hear and interpret them. The voices subsided to an occasional murmur. No one from the front of the house came back to the kitchen. I made drinks for both Amy and myself. Slowly things turned back to near normal. The two sisters vacated the bathroom. Amy led me back to the living room where the party continued, although slightly muted. Michelle (or Mickey as she had introduced herself to me) slouched on a corner of the sofa; most of the others tried to avoid her. Jenny, as the birthday girl, tried to be cheerful but her sister continued to glower at her.

Jenny seemed to be paying more attention to me than would be usual. I thought that she was either staking her claim to me in face of the competition or she was protecting me from the devious schemes her sister might have concocted, always within arm's length.

She got the chance to get me alone in the kitchen and apologized for her sister's behavior. She had called home, learned that her father had thrown Michelle out of the house again, promised her mother to look after her sister for a day or so, until her father's temper cooled.

"I'll do my best to keep her out of your hair, Matt." Neither of us needed to mention that it was my pants she wanted to get into, not my hair.

I spent the rest of the evening with Jenny. Dancing with Jenny when she wanted to dance. Hanging on Jenny's arm when she was chatting with others. Helping Jenny bring food out of the kitchen, provide drinks for the guests who requested them. Only once, as far as I remember, was I out of her sight. She did not take me into the bathroom with her.

Those two minutes were an eye opener. No sooner had Mickey realized her sister was absent than she was on her feet and moving toward me, smiling. She softly took me by the arm.

"Don't believe everything my sister might say about me. You know there's always another side to every story. No matter what she says, I wouldn't do anything to harm you. I like you."

She stayed away from direct contact, just gazing into my eyes and never glancing away. She touched me, her fingers running along my wrist, my fingers, the palm of my hand. It was so suggestively erotic, I shivered.

Suddenly Mickey slipped back to her previous perch and the temperature in the room seemed to turn cooler. Jenny was back and had seen.

The party began to break up soon after that. I was beside Jenny as she wished people goodnight and offered her thanks. I made noises to leave also but Jenny would hear none of it. During a pause in the departures, she approached her sister and they talked, keeping their voices down. Jenny returned and we bade the last few goodnight.

"You're not going home, you're staying," she told me. "Here. With me. Tonight. Michelle is staying in Loretta's room. You're sleeping with me."

Now I could see no good reason why I shouldn't go. I'd had a few drinks but not enough to impair. I tried to protest.

Jenny would have none of it. She glared at me, with a slight nod in Mickey's direction. I got the idea. She was afraid that if I left, her sister would find a way to leave and corner me if for no other reason than to get back at Jenny. Thus the invitation to her bed, I suppose. I hadn't expected anything to come from this evening anyway.

I spent time in the kitchen, helping Amy clean up. We were quiet enough to hear Jenny forcefully explain the arrangements with her sister, but not the words used. I can only imagine.

"He's mine. He's in my bed tonight. You had better settle in Loretta's room and stay there. Keep your fucking hands off Matt. And try to keep your dirty mind off him, too." At least words to that effect. With some sort of threat, real or implied.

When that deal had been settled to her satisfaction, she came into the kitchen to direct me. I could sense the cold anger tight under her outward appearance.

"Use the bathroom while it's free. The flowered towel is for guests. Sorry we have nothing you can sleep in, nothing suitable that fits. I'll be with you when I can."

Somehow, it didn't sound promising. I felt that my chances to get laid had just plummeted from a certainty to less than one in twenty. I got ready and crawled into her bed. I considered keeping my underwear on, but didn't. I did leave the bedside lamp on.

The ten or more minutes I waited for her didn't do one little thing to ease the turmoil in my mind. I seemed to be caught in a power struggle between the two sisters.

* * * 

When she did come in, she was wearing a thick terry-cloth robe with nothing visible underneath it, but before taking it off and before she slid in between the sheets, she turned out the lamp. Her emotional turmoil and her tenseness formed a cold impenetrable wall between us. Any glimmer of hope that might be cause for an erection died almost instantly.

I lay on my back and tried to relax. With my eyes closed, palms flat on the mattress, I breathed slowly and evenly, willing all turmoil to leave my mind and body. I seemed to be succeeding until I felt the bed tremble with little shakes. She was sobbing silently.

I reached out a hand toward her. It came to rest on her hip, below the elbow held snug against her waist. All that did was prove she wasn't wearing a nightgown of any sort. Or panties.

"Don't touch me," she hissed.

In the dark I turned onto my side facing her. There was probably a foot and a half of space between us, like spoons in separate compartments in the same drawer. I took my hand away and began to stroke her gently along the back of her neck and on her shoulder, barely touching her.

"Stop it. I said don't touch me."

"Sometimes we need to be touched, like a lonely kitten needs to be petted, like a child needs to be hugged. It expresses concern and care much more than any words can," I murmured.

I continued to run my fingertips over the muscles and tendons knotted in her neck and shoulder, a gesture that was neither massage nor caress. I felt her breathing become just a little more even. We continued like that for long minutes.

I didn't expect it. She shifted suddenly and wound up snuggled on her side against me, her head on my shoulder, shoulder in my armpit, her body solid against my side. Her small breasts pressed against my ribcage; her upper leg fell between mine. My cock began to rise.

Again I began to stroke her neck and shoulder with the thumb and ball on one hand but she shook her head in the dark.

"Keep your hands to yourself. Let me do this."

Once more she made a sudden shift and ended with her body covering mine.

She pulled the twisted sheets off our bodies and pushed them to the floor with her feet. She slid her hands under my shoulders. Her breasts snuggled between our ribs. Her thighs, knees, and feet rested to the outside of mine. Her pelvis trapped my tumescent cock between our bellies. Her head was raised over mine; in the dark I could not see her face.

"Matt. I am going to fuck you. I need to fuck you."

With her face against the side of mine and our chests still pressed together, she shifted onto her knees. The move freed my cock to grow to even greater stiffness. Her lips found mine. Her tongue forced its way between my lips, then backed away.

"Just let me do it all, O. K? Just me."

Her right hand snaked down below our waists and grabbed my hard cock. She slowly slid it along the outside of her labia, in the creases between her pussy and her thighs. Then she spread her legs wider and brought it back along the inside. I could feel the softness of the inner lips and the moisture she was beginning to secrete. She pushed the head of my cock against her still-hooded clitoris, shivered for a moment, then aimed and pushed herself down over my cock. It entered smoothly, as if coming home. We both released breath we hadn't realized we were holding.

"Ah," she said. "Mmmmm. Don't move."

I felt her insides contract around me, release and contract again. For an instant I was reminded of milking machines on my grandfather's farm when I was a kid and wondered if there were special muscles to use, to develop to manage this. I tried to wrap my arms around her and hold her close. She pushed her body off mine, held herself almost horizontal, parallel to me. Her hands were planted firm on the mattress at my shoulders; her knees were spread wider than my hips. The only place, the only way we were connected was through my cock and her pussy. She hunched her hips up and down in a steady manner, as if working toward an end.

I reached for her arms, to run my hands up to her chest to hold and fondle her breasts. She stopped all movement.

"Stop. I don't want you to touch me while I fuck you."

I realized that this was her show, that she was doing this while keeping any emotion under strict control, denying any intimacy to the act. I could either lie back and try to remain as clinically uninvolved as she was or turn this into a mass of anger, spite, hatred and overblown emotion with which neither one of us was prepared to deal. So, I sacrificed what little pride I retained for her welfare.

With only minimal contact, we fucked. Or, rather, she fucked me. I lay there rigid with my arms spread and my legs together tight. She was poised over me on four points, hands and knees. The only motion, unseen in the dark room, was the ever quickening hunching of her pussy on the tip of my cock.

I heard her gasp, then felt the ring of the entrance to her vagina tighten around my cock. Most of it remained outside her immediate grasp but it felt as if the head was being twisted and tickled by a hundred little fingers. She whimpered as the quivering became a fierce and almost violent pulsing that seemed to rack her whole body. I couldn't see what was happening and automatically I reached to enfold her, to pull her closer into me.

Wrong idea. I think she cursed. I know she rolled frantically off the bed. I do not know if the blow she sent my way was aimed nor whether, if so, it was aimed at my head or my cock. An unseen but vicious karate chop caught me in the solar plexus. I lost my breath, any concern for her, all interest in sex for the time being.

When I got myself together I was alone and still in the dark in a silent house. I felt around to gather up the bed clothes, tried to ignore the brick of pain in my gut, and yearned for sleep. It finally came.

* * *

I almost didn't believe the way I woke the next morning. A solemn Jenny was sitting on the side of the bed, primly covered in a voluminous terry cloth robe. I don't know what time it was; light was streaming through the window so I quickly closed my eyes again. I smelled coffee and breakfast.

"Do you have to be anywhere early this morning, Matt? If you want to get up and have breakfast, I'll drive you to work or whatever."

I'm a teaching assistant at the college; I didn't have anything pressing until noon today, thank God. I muttered something and tried to bury myself in non-existent covers. I felt her get off the bed and walk to the door.

"Matt? I'm sorry for last night. I shouldn't let Michelle get to me that way."

I grunted again. Of course I didn't hold her responsible for her sister's actions. But still.

"And to take it out on you when you were trying to be nice and understanding and everything."

I didn't hear her come back again. Suddenly I felt her slide onto the bed, stretch out beside me, onto me. She had removed the robe. She was naked. I tried to open my eyes.

"I locked the bedroom door. Let me make it up to you."

She reached down and took my cock in her hand. The morning light lay warm on her back as she bent over me and took it into her mouth. Suddenly I was awake and not dreaming. I held her head with one hand, slipped the other under her waist and felt for her breasts, then moved to her pussy. She moaned and I felt the vibration of her voice around my cock. It was beginning to throb.

"Jenny. Jenny, please?"

She let my cock slip from between her lips, raised her head and looked at me. She read the request in my eyes and voice.




The Sisters



"Oh. You want to fuck. For real this time. OK."

She sat up and swung one leg over me so that she was astride me. Even though she hadn't been visible last night, the position reminded me of that strange time. Painfully, I might add.

"No, Jenny. May I, this time?"

I don't know if she blushed at those words. I was too busy standing up from the bed and helping her arrange herself on her back. My cock stood out at right angles and she reached for it to insert it into her pussy.

"Let me do it." This time the words were mine.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, tucked her hands under her head, raised her knees high and wide. I climbed up sitting back on my heels between them, cock in hand, watching the rise and fall of her tummy, the easy lift and fall of her breasts and her chest. When she realized nothing was happening, she opened her eyes questioningly. 

I leaned over her. I slid one hand under her shoulders. With the other I held my stiff cock, stroking her labia with it. I pressed my chest down against her breasts. And then I kissed her.

I'm sure she didn't expect that. At least she didn't bite my tongue although in reflex she might have. She moaned and met my invading tongue with her own, put her hands at my side, and half-heartedly tried to push me away. I changed my grip on her.

Forget about my cock for a few minutes, I had some serious tormenting to do first. One hand far under her back holding her breasts mashed to my chest. One leg between hers, the other slung over her thigh. The other hand covering and cupping her pussy, held in place by the pressure of my thigh. As close to helpless and in my grip as I could get her.

I began to play small games with her. I pulled my tongue out of her mouth and when she moaned in complaint, nipped her lower lip. Then mashed my mouth down on hers again. With no tongue.

She tried to twist away from me. I forced my full weight on her chest with assistance from my legs, twisted and rasped my chest hair against the erect and sensitive nipples that tried to puncture me with their rigidity. That hand cupping her pussy was not one of caressing fingers. It clamped down hard, squeezing the labia together. Uncomfortable? Definitely. Painful? I hoped not but nothing was certain. Exciting? Arousing? I thought maybe. My cock lay hard and throbbing in the groove of her pelvis, trapped between our bodies.

The flesh cupped by my hand was changing, and not slowly. I thought I could feel her outer labia thicken with arousal, the inner labia push out against my palm, becoming hot and wet. The short pubic hair bristled on my fingers as her hips raised off the bed, pushing up, trying to open up and draw my fingers into her cunt.

The way I held her left her almost immobile. She began to sob in frustration. I placed my mouth next to her ear.

"This will be more enjoyable if you lie still, let me do the work, all the work. Promise?"

I moved and pressed my lips softly to hers. She nodded and I could feel her whole body begin to relax underneath me. I released her, got up and stood beside the bed looking down at her. Almost automatically her hands moved to cover her breasts.

"No, Jenny. Let me see you, please."

Her eyes were drawn down to my cock standing out proudly from my body. I spread her knees, clambered onto the bed and settled between them. Her pussy was beautiful. As I had surmised, the outer labia were engorged and a dusky red; the inner, a darker color, had folded outward like the petals of a flower. Moisture was seeping between them, soaking the pubic hair lying short and flat against her groin. Neat. Trimmed but not shaved.

The rest of her body was unexceptional. A little padding on the hipbones, a little curve at the belly. Moderate size breasts. I leaned over her to take them in my hands, to feel them and measure them. My cock brushed against her pussy; I lifted to make sure it didn't go in. I let it rest against her pubis at the top of her cunt where the clitoris hid. No pressure.

My hands were full of her breasts. Even before my touch the nipples had begun to harden, the areolas to wrinkle. I brought both thumbs and both forefingers to my mouth to wet them, then grasped the nipples. Gently I squeezed. She sucked in a breath, held it, tried to writhe out of my grip. I thought of bending down to take them between my teeth, decided I would rather watch her face. I sat back and pulled her breasts straight up by the nipples. When she gasped, I released them.

I moved down her torso to her belly button, rimmed it with my tongue and blew on it. The result was part quiver, part giggle. I dragged my tongue down toward her pussy. In expectation, she opened her legs wider, hunched her lower abdomen toward me.

I changed tactics. I grabbed a buttock in each hand and sank my stiff and aching cock into her wide open cunt, hard and deep with a single thrust. Without any pause, I began to fuck her, in and out like a bunny. The instant rapid movement seemed to confuse her. She tried to push me off, to pull me into her, to time her moves to mine. Before a routine was established, I exploded in orgasm, one that had been building since her little sister rubbed her almost naked body up against me the evening before. I tried to pierce her, to screw her to the mattress beneath us. Before she could come, I was finished and withdrew.

I didn't pause for any touchie-feelie. I quickly got out of the bed, held up her robe.

"You'd better get moving. You'll be late. A quick shower won't hurt."

She glanced at the alarm clock, slid out of bed and into the robe.

"You're quite the bastard, aren't you, Matt."

She disappeared, headed for the bathroom. I pulled the covers back on the bed, curled up under them. The smell of sex hung in the room. Just as I was dozing off, I heard the shower start. I wondered if she was going to take care of herself.

* * *

When I awoke again, the bedside clock said nearly ten so I got up. I made use of the bathroom facilities. The coffee remaining in the kitchen looked dark and bitter so I poured it out, found some instant and filled the kettle. There was a note on the fridge.

"Matt: I'm taking Michelle home, then to her job, on my way to work. Help yourself to whatever you can find for breakfast. Will talk to you later. Jen."

I found some muesli in the cupboard and helped myself. Someone had left most of the morning paper on the counter so I amused myself as I ate. I heard no one come in.

I was rinsing my breakfast dishes and putting them in the dishwasher when two arms grabbed me around the waist from behind. A young, hard body pressed against me.

"You fucked my sister this morning didn't you. I could tell. Tell me, how was she?"

"Michelle!"

"Mickey. So answer the question. Did she give you a blow job? Want to try one of mine? My blow job is much better than hers. You wouldn't be the first to admit it."

"You. Aren't you supposed to be at work or something? Didn't Jenny ...?"

"Sure. Screw them. And Jenny. So, wanna finish what we started last night?"

Before I could berate her, before I could even turn around in the grip of her arms, her fingers had undone my belt and the button on my pants. I tried to twist away as I reached for a towel to dry my hands, but her fingers had my zipper down. As I finally found the space to turn she fished in my shorts and hauled out my cock. As my pants bunched between my knees and my ankles, I reached for her to push her away. She, however, was already on her knees with my cock in her mouth, hanging on tight around my thighs. And it was getting hard. Fast.

I swear to myself that if I had put some effort into getting away, it wouldn't have made any difference. I would have fallen on my face or my ass. With a small gagging, my cock was buried into the top of her throat. One hand snaked between my legs from the back to fondle my balls. The other grasped the base of my cock as she slowly let it slip through her mouth and over her tongue.

I felt the difference instantly; it was more than technique. Her lips covered the teeth as she sucked and pulled me out of the depths, but there was something alien about the tongue as my cock slid along it. A growth of some sort.

Suddenly all external movement stopped. Her hand held my scrotum firmly; the other hand loosely surrounded the bottom half of my cock. Her lips had withdrawn and I could feel the edges of her teeth holding firm just beyond the corona of the head of my cock. And in the cavern of her mouth her tongue was playing a sweet seductive game with my glans. Round and round clockwise. Round and round counterclockwise. The tip of her tongue tapped or tickled the head, using that chunk of extra to fantastic effect. It scraped the most sensitive frenum. I made noises, a cry, a sob, a moan, or some combination of them all.

I hadn't had time to think before everything changed drastically. Her mouth sucked hard and twisted my probing cock. Her hand became tight and jacked me furiously. Then she let go my balls and buried a finger deep in my ass. I think I screamed. I came in the back of her throat. And came.

And then some. She sucked and she swallowed. I stood and trembled.

Before I could begin to gather myself together, she was on her feet straightening out her clothing. She grinned at my face.

"Told you, didn't I? When you want the best, you'll know where to come,"

She giggled at her own pun even though it seemed to me that she'd used it before, like advertising. She stuck out her tongue at me.

The barbell stud through her tongue jiggled and winked.

Then she was gone. I made my way to the bathroom, cleaned off my poor cock, splashed cold water on my face and neck. I washed my hands. In the kitchen, the clock said ten thirty. Breakfast and a blowjob in little more than half an hour.

* * *

I didn't leave a note. I wasn't sure if I should thank Jenny for the hospitality I hadn't needed or expected. I thought perhaps a casual mention in the future might be enough.

But there was to be no future. Several times I saw Amy again, but was never able to speak to her. The sisters both disappeared, and I have no idea why. But I can not forget them. 



The Sisters



I was sitting in the company box just to the third base side of the Braves dugout. Because of a conference that pulled most of the company's executives out of Atlanta, I had it all to myself. 

It was the fourth inning and the Braves had a comfortable 5 - 2 lead over the Diamondbacks when I spotted the two girls attempting to sneak into the adjacent box. I knew the usher would be on them as soon as he looked their way. 

It was obvious they didn't belong. For one, they looked about sixteen. Then the box, which had eight seats, already had two occupants who would probably object to sharing the seats with them as they were also Asian.

So I did the right thing and called them over to my box. "Ladies, would you like to join me? As you can see, I'm by myself, with all these seats available. And if the ushers ask, I'll vouch for you."

Like young teens they giggled a thank you and joined me, making sure to sit one seat away.

We chatted and I told them it was my companies' box. They assumed I meant I owned the company and were very impressed. I quickly ascertained that they were sisters; Filipino, and were born on the same day, but a year apart. Tala, the younger, was twenty, and Luningning, twenty-one. 

They were in the United States to go to a small Georgia college. They were strikingly pretty, reminding me of the beauties painted years ago by Paul Gauguin. When I told them this, they tittered like twelve-year-olds and I found them both enchanting.

I leaned that they both had crushes on Chipper Jones, the Braves third baseman.

"Would you like to meet him?" I asked, taking advantage of their naivety in such matters.

"Oh, yes," they answered in unison.

Chipper would be coming to bat in the Brave's half of the fourth and with the on deck circle only fifteen feet away I thought I might get his attention and get him to wave at the girls.

When Chipper stepped into the on-deck circle, swinging a weighted bat, I called out that he had two lovely admirers with me, and asked if he give them a wink and a smile.

He couldn't help but hear me. But athletes are conditioned to block out most of the sounds coming from the fans and focus on the game at hand.

I called out louder: "C'mon, Chipper, give the girls a break, will'ya?"

I saw him glance in our direction and quickly pointed to the girls. He shifted his right leg so that he was looking in our direction. I told the girls to stand and wave at him. Of course they did, and to my relief, Chipper nodded to them and then smiled before giving them a wicked wink. 

Then he turned away and renewed his concentration on the opposing pitcher and the timing of his swing.

The sister's were in awe. Their hero had acknowledged them. What's more he had winked at them. When they sat down it was Tala sitting next to me, the deliberate spacing had been forgotten.

"Do you know, Mr. Chipper?" Luningning asked.

"I'm afraid we haven't met socially. I have met him several times at autograph sessions, but I don't really know him."

"But ... he smiled at us when you asked him too," Luningning said sounding as if she were convinced we knew one another quite well.

I assured her I did not really know him, but she and her sister wanted to believe otherwise and I left well enough alone.

I had an opportunity to study their bodies as the game went on. Neither girl had what some would call head turning looks. In fact they were average in most respects. But they had a vitality missing in most of the women I dated and for that reason alone I found them sexually interesting.

Luningning appeared to have her sister beat in the breast department, but not by much, with both no better than average. Tala had the nicer ass, but as they were careful about exposing any parts of their respective anatomies, I was left to draw my own conclusions.

Still, there was something about them that held my attention, and I invited them to join me for dinner after the game.

At first they declined. I insisted, using the fact that I'd introduced them to Chipper Jones as my leverage. After some discussion between sisters, Tala told me they would be delighted to accompany me, but only if they paid.

I knew they didn't have much money and so I lied and told them I was on my company's expense account. We would all be eating on the company, and it wouldn't mind.

I hailed a cab and took them to the Renaissance where we had a suite booked year round. The sisters had never been in a hotel like the Renaissance before, and I gave them time to adjust to their surroundings.

Tala was afraid to enter the restaurant; she protested that she wasn't dressed appropriately. Her sister was about to agree when I found a couple seated having lobster who were dressed so casually as to make one think they were street people. 

Actually they were in style if one wanted to be shabby-sheik. But the sisters were convinced they were dressed in an acceptable fashion and allowed me to seat them.

I ordered a bottle of Riesling, which is a dry, semi-sweet, sparkling wine while the girls went to the ladies room to freshen up.

They had already informed me that with the hotdogs and other junk food they'd had during the game they wouldn't be eating a meal, so I ordered dessert for them, crème Brule, which would be light but very enjoyable with the wine.

When they returned I saw that both girls had added some lipstick and rouge to their face. Their facial features didn't really require anything else. They were both pretty, with the flattish noses common with women from the Philippines which made them at least to my eyes, more desirable than the typical American female.

Luningning's eyes lit up on seeing the dessert on the table. "What is this?"

"It's dessert. I know that your bellies are full, but there is always room for some dessert. And the wine is Riesling, a fine German White which I think you'll enjoy as well."

Tala's eyes were sparkling as she picked up her spoon and sampled the Brule.

"Ummm, Luningning, this is wonderful, do try some."

Giving me a look of resignation, Luningning followed her sister's example and tried the dessert.

"It's ... its truly wonderful!" she said, sounding amazed that I would provide them with such a sumptuous food.

I poured the wine and both girls sampled it and expressed their opinions that it might be the finest wine they'd ever had.

They were quick to finish off the dessert, and as I refilled their wine glasses I felt a touch on my leg under the table. It made me jump, and I looked down and saw that it was Tala's bare foot tickling me. 

She'd kicked off her sandals and her toes were stroking against the outside of my leg. I moved my leg against hers and smiled at her. My legs were slightly apart now, and I deliberately edged my chair a bit closer to make it easier for her. 

She slid her leg over mine until it was between my legs, stroking against my inner thigh.

"I really can't hold my liquor, Mr. Washburn," she said, her eyes sparkling even more if that was possible.

I saw a quizzical expression cross her sister's face, but it quickly vanished, replaced by her normal expression.

"Please, you must call me Peter, I insist. After all I am using your first names, am I not?"

"Yes," Luningning giggled, "but that's because you would find our last names very difficult to pronounce."

I let my left hand fall below the table top and my fingertips made contact with Tala's satiny smooth skin I stroked her left calve.

She knew what she was doing with her toes, teasing me by rubbing my thighs, deliberately not going any higher. Then she broke contact, and I got that weird feeling you get when you know something is close to you even thought you can't see it. I was rock hard and waiting for her toes to make contact with my erection.

Meanwhile, Luningning was observing a party of six at the bar doing Tequila shots.

"Whatever are they doing, Mr. Washburn?" she asked.

I was relieved to be asked a question I could readily answer, and said, "They're doing Tequila shots. It can be a lot of fun."

"It looks fun," she said just as Tala's toes pressed against my cock, wiggling them backwards and forwards, even tickling my testicles.

I put my wineglass down and said, we can do it if you want to. It involves biting into a lime, downing a shot of /tequila and then licking some salt off your wrist.

Tala spoke for the first time since she'd begun teasing me with her toes. "What is this Tequila you speak of, Peter?"

Luningning gave her sister a disapproving glance for using my first name.

"Thank you for using my first name, Tala. I appreciate it."

She got my true meaning and gave me a shy smile.

"As to Tequila, it's a Mexican drink and its made from the cactus plant. You know what a cactus is, right?"

Both girls nodded, and I went on, wondering if Luningning knew what Tala was doing under the table. 

I spent several minute rambling on about tequila, and as our wine bottle was empty, suggested we move to the bar and try tequila shots.

We settled in at the bar, with Luningning on my left and Tala on my right. Tala was two stools removed from the other party doing shots.

Tala proved adept at mastering the technique, while Luningning couldn't quite get it down. As we finished our second round of shots the other party tipped the bartender and left. We were alone at the bar.

The sisters thought this a wonderful game and quickly finished a third round and ordered up a fourth.

They failed to notice that I hadn't joined them in the last round and was spilling more of my next shot than swallowing.

Diabolical aren't I?

When the bartender excused himself for a minute to restock some Heineken, I asked Luningning if she would show me her tits.

She looked at her sister and burst out laughing. Her sister followed suite a moment later.

"Why won't you show them to me? I bet they're beautiful." Of course I knew they liked being looked at, although they were both relatively shy.

"Because I don't have much to show," she repled.

"Well, aren't yours bigger than Tala's?"

"No, they're not."

"I'm sorry, but I find that hard to believe," and to make my point I reached out and grasped her left breast. 

She allowed me to feel it until I rubbed the nipple, making it hard, then she gently pushed my hand aside.

I turned to Tala and said, "Have you ever played the kissing game?" 

"The kissing game? I don't understand."

"I'll show the both of you. It goes like this." I reached out with a hand and placed it behind her neck then pulled her face close to mine.

I saw the excitement in her eyes and knew this would go over well with Tala and perhaps with Luningning too.

I gently placed my lips against hers and quickly pulled back. She hadn't expected anything like that; it wasn't anything close to a normal kiss.

I heard Luningning giggle behind me. 

"Again," I said, and moved close for another.

This time Tala attempted to press her lips against mine, but I expected that and was careful to just make contact with her lower lips and then quickly move back.

"What kind of kissing is that?" Tala asked, slightly put off by my tactics.

"Didn't I tell you it was a kissing game?"

"Yes, but what?"

I silenced her by placing my finger on her lips. This too had a certain purpose. I was making her lips more sensitive than normal, and as the mouth is a major depository of nerve sensors, heightening their alert system for what was to follow.

"Are you watching, Luningning?"

"Yes, I see you barely touching her lips before backing away. It's not kissing."

"I disagree. If one's lips touch another's it is a kiss. It shouldn't matter how long the kiss lasts."

"So you're saying a kiss is a kiss is a kiss."

"Yes, just as a rose is a rose is a rose."

Luningning was smarter than I'd thought, and despite all the Tequila and wine had the good sense to ask, "And what is the purpose of this game of kisses?"

"Good question. Can I show you by continuing the game?"

"Yes," both girls said together.

I beckoned to Tala and she presented her lips to me.

This time I let my tongue flick out to give her lower lip a quick lick.

"Ewe!" she laughed. "He tongued me, Luningning!"

"I didn't see it," Luningning laughed. "He is so fast."

"Once again, Tala," I said, and suppressing a laugh of her own, she readied herself for the next kiss, which of course reverted to the briefest touch of our lips.

"Oh, I think I'm beginning to understand this game," she giggled.

"Really?" I said.

"Oh, yes. It's kind of a guessing game."

"Go on," I said with a smile.

"Umm, will the kissing, or I should say, will the kisses become faster?" Tala asked.

"Yes."

"And I'm supposed to correctly guess which type it will be?"

"That's the general idea," I answered with a bigger smile.

"Okay, let's play!" she laughed and we went at it. Tentative kisses, slight flicks of the tongue, eventually moving on to kisses lasting two or three seconds, with someone's tongue darting into the other's mouth, or just tongue licking tongue, until we both dissolved in joyous laughter.

Tala hugged me when we stopped playing; her hand quickly darted to my crotch and gave my erection a pleasant squeeze.

"You must play this game, Luningning. It's so fun."

I turned to face Luningning. "Ready to try it?"

Luningning's face was flushed with excitement as she nodded her assent.

We began with four straight butterfly kisses. Tala laughed delightedly behind me.

After a minute or so, Luningning's tongue speared the slight opening of my mouth. She'd definitely caught me off guard and we both laughed as she pointed at me as if to say, "I got you!"

We continued our kissing until a French kiss lasted over a minute, drawing a comment from the bartender about propriety in public.

"Want to keep playing?" I asked the sisters.

They did, but wondered where we could without attracting attention.

"Wait here, I'll be back in a flash." Throwing two twenties on the bar I said, "Bartender, set up two shots of Tequila for the ladies," and left to see about getting the room my company had at blocked out the hotel for its executives and special clients.

The room was open, and I signed in, got the pass card and went back to get the girls.

I was kissing and feeling Tala's tits while she ground against my thigh in the elevator while Luningning giggled. 

The last two shots of Tequila were paying dividends as both sisters were obviously inebriated at this point.

Once inside the room I made a point to start in with Luningning, playing a game of touching tongues with her before pulling her tight and Frenching her for a solid two minutes while Tala playfully tied to separate us.

When we finally broke the kiss, I asked Tala if she would show me her tits.

"Is that the only thing you are interested in? My breasts?" she asked playfully.

"No, of course not," I replied, trying to act like I was offended by her claim, "I'm just curious and I want to know everything about you two."

"Well, you just hold your horses! You'll find out soon enough," she replied giggling slightly, "If you're lucky."

"If I'm lucky?" I said with mock seriousness. I continued in the same vein, "Luningning, will you show me yours?"

Luningning burst out laughing. "Mine? Why mine, Tala's are much nicer."

"Have you girls ever had sex?" I asked without any warning.

Luningning looked stunned for a moment. I moved in to kiss her and she willingly placed her lips to mine, Frenching her and enjoying her returning the favor. I worked my leg between her thighs, and finding no resistance, reached up and squeezed her tit through her sweater. It was as large as the palm of my hand, and very soft. 

She moaned into my mouth, but when I thumbed the nipple, she broke off the kiss and quickly put some distance between us.

"No, I'm not that kind of girl," she protested. Her breathing rate was up and her cheeks were flush.

I looked at Tala and saw that she was in a similar state. I beckoned her over to us and she came right up to me.

I placed a hand on each sister's breast. They allowed me to do so, and didn't protest when I gently caressed them.

"Oh, why not?"Tala said and she pulled her top off. Her breasts were average, but she had the loveliest puffied nipples I'd ever seen.

"Oh..." was all I could manage.

"You don't like?" she said, obviously embarrassed; and covered them with her arms.

"Tala ... I do like them ... it's just ... it's just that I've never seen nipples like those. I mean, they're fantastic. I have too ... I mean, may I taste them?"

She glanced at her sister, who was staring at my crotch and didn't see her.

"Luningning?" she said calling out her sister's name.

"Huh ... Oh yeah?" Luningning replied a moment later.

"He ... he wants to suck on my titties."

"So?"

"Should I let him?"

"They're your titties, do what you want. You always do anyway."

That remark told me a great deal, and my hand found its way to Tala's right breast and cupped it, leaving the nipple alone.

"Tell me you don't want me too, Tala," I whispered.

"I..." She started to reply, but I cut her off.

"Tell me it wasn't your foot under the table back in the restaurant playing with my cock."

"Umm, I..."

"Weren't you enjoying teasing me?"

"Yes, but..."

"You thought that would be the end of it. That you and your sister would get up from the table and never see me again, am I right?"

"Umm ... well, maybe."

"And here we are, me with my hand on your lovely tit, maybe ... just maybe ready to put a hand up your skirt and feel that pussy."

"No!"

"Tala, did you really tease him like that?" Luningning asked with concern.

"No!"

"What?" I shouted in her face causing Tala to blanch.

"I ... I mean ... it was an accident."

"It was no accident, Tala. You kept your foot in my crotch for a couple minutes, toying with me."

"Oh, you slut!" Luningning said. But her face had a smirk that sent me a different message. One that told me Luningning might just be willing to play even more than Tala did.

"Okay ... okay, you can suck them, but not too hard. They're very sensitive," Tala whined.

I slid my hands up her naked back to her head and tilted her face back and kissed her hard. Not surprisingly, she tasted of Tequila, lemon and salt. Her eager response made it clear that her protestations had been pure bullshit; she just wanted an excuse to let me do it that her sister would accept and not berate her for after we were finished.

"Like my kisses?" I asked when we came up for air.

Tala gently shook her head then kissed me again. As my tongue played with hers, I reached out and found Luningning's hand and gave it a light squeeze.

She squeezed back, telling me she was also ready to play.

I began to caress Tala's breasts. When she moaned appreciatively I thumbed her puffy nipples until they hardened. 

Her knee was exerting pressure against my dick, moving ever so slightly back and forth. It evoked a sensation not unlike being jerked off with my dick still in my pants.

I glanced over at her sister. Luningning's mouth was open and her eyes were bright, but she also looked frightened. I gave her hand another squeeze, released it and moved it to her breast and squeezed it, but not hard.

Was I really going to score the both of them? The odds were long against my being successful with both. Too many factors might cause one or both to just storm the fuck out of the hotel room. 

I reminded myself to move slowly even if I had had success after success with them thus far.

I pried my mouth from Tala's succulent saliva-soaked nipples and kissed her gently, Frenching her for a good two minutes while fondling her sister's breasts.

Then I ended the kiss and told my smoky-eyed partner that it was her sister's turn. Tala was breathing fast and hard, but she seemed to accept this as a necessary thing.




The Sisters



I turned to Luningning. She was jumpy and somewhat nervous now that Tala could see what she'd been up to while her sister was lost in the throes of our kissing.

I rolled over on top of her, pressing my hardon into her crotch. She tried to pull herself away, but I held her in place and kissed her. She began to wilt under the pressure of my mouth on hers. When her tongue responded to our kiss, I opened her blouse and sent a hand under her bra to caress her tit flesh.

As her nipple hardened under my fingers she started to sob into my mouth. I broke off the kiss and asked her what was wrong.

"I'm afraid of what will happen!" she gasped.

"Are you girl's virgins?" I asked.

"She is," Tala said, pointing at her sister.

"And you? How many times?" I asked Tala.

"I have had two boyfriends. Many times with each," she said, making it a statement of fact.

"Luningning, how far have you gone with a man?" I asked bluntly.

"I ... I cannot answer such as question."

Tala answered for her. "I think she has tried oral with a man ... maybe two."

"Luningning, is Tala right?"

"Umm, yes. I have done the oral twice."

"Twice with each boy, or just twice?"

"Once with each ... that's all. I never let them touch my pussy. I swear on the Blessed Virgin!"

"Will you let me touch your pussy?"

"I ... I don't..."

"Yes or no, Luningning?"

"I'm not thin like Tala," she protested. "I don't want you to see how fat I am."

"First off, I don't think you're fat at all. I began rubbing my hand over her belly.

"Not at all," I said reinforcing my words.

"You ... you can rub it, but don't look at it."

"But I think you and your sister are beautiful. You both remind me of the beautiful women Gauguin painted when he was in Tahiti. Have you seen them?"

"Huh? What?" she said, sounding dazed.

The great French painter, Gauguin. He painted the island girls and his paintings are world famous.

"Oh, yes ... I remember him." She said weakly.

"I mentioned him at the ballpark, remember?"

"Umm, yeah..."

"And you and Tala remind me of the women ... the very beautiful women he painted.

"We do?"

"I wouldn't tell you it if I didn't believe it."

"You and Tala are absolutely gorgeous women and I want to see and touch every part of those fantastic bodies before you leave me tonight.

Her lips parted and she sighed. Off to the side Tala giggled delightedly.

"Now I want you to lay there. Put your hands by your sides and let me take care of everything."

She accepted me at my word and lay back with her hands at her sides, seemingly at peace with her decision to let me take her virginity.

She hadn't lied to me. Sitting up I had noticed the beginnings of love handles and little belly "pouch" just slightly over the top of her skirt. But now, with her pelvis slightly raised, her stomach flattened out, though you could still tell she had a little extra meat on her.

I resisted the urge to jump her bones and fuck her silly, and lay down beside her and planted a series of kisses on her stomach while I rubbed it.

Tala laughed lewdly, saying, "Luningning's gonna get laid ... Luningning's gonna get laid!" dragging out the syllables like a nine-year-old might.

Luningning, croaked, "That feels sooo nice," and I let my hand move incrementally lower so that the tips of my fingers were encroaching her pubic hair.

If she noticed, she didn't say anything.

"Sit up for a minute," I said.

"Ooh Hoo!" Tala giggled, Luningning's getting naked."

She complied and I unhooked her bra and tossed it to the floor. She shrugged off her blouse and waited for my instructions. Her breasts, in view for the first time were essentially the equivalent of her sister's, with Tala having a slight advantage with her puffy nipples.

I leaned forward and began kissing the tops of her exposed tits, down into the valley between them, and up her chest to her neck, taking care to leave the nipples, already hard, for later.

I let my brain do the talking for me as the words just flowed from my lips. "Beautiful, absolutely gorgeous."

"Aren't you nice," Luningning responded.

"You are beautiful. Just as beautiful as Tala."

"Ohhh," she sighed and kissed my hand.

"Now, why don't you show me your pussy?"

"Oh ... I don't know..."

"Tala, you go first, show me your pussy, Luningning will show hers if you do. Won't you, Luningning?"

"I..."

But the horny Tala was already skimming her panties down her calves.

"Oh, there," I said appreciatively, "Look at Tala's twat."

Luningning turned to look. "Ohhh, sister ... why?"

"Because he thinks it's beautiful. Yours is too. In his eyes, Luningning. Why not let him feast on you?"

"Feast on me? Is he going to eat me?"

It was an innocent remark on her part, of that I'm sure. But Tala took it the wrong way and laughed lewdly, embarrassing Luningning, who didn't quite understand what she'd said to cause her sister to mock her so.

"Luningning, please show me your lovely pussy?"

Tala was trying to attract my attention away from her sister now, spreading her lips apart, "See how pink mine is?" she cooed seductively.

Her darker pink outer lips were like crinkled petals of an exquisite flower. As she pulled herself open, her moist inner core was deep pink.

I shifted a little uncomfortably as I stared at Tala's treasure.

Luningning seemed shocked at Tala's wantonness. I tried again. "Pretty please, Luningning, will you show my yours too?"

"But she..."

"Yes, Tala wants to show off a little."

Tala didn't help matters, rubbing a finger up and down her slit and moaning softly.

I let my hand rest on Luningning's thigh. She shivered at the touch.

"Can I touch you?" I asked belatedly.

"Okay."

I slowly moved my hand towards her sex, marveling at my own control. I had wondered if I would get close to this point with either sister, and now I was rapidly approaching a double seduction.

I warned myself not to rush things. I felt confident that I would be fucking Tala in a few minutes. But instinctively felt that Luningning was the key. If I could get her to spread her legs for me I would have both of them. If I moved to quickly I might just lose both of them.

Glancing over at Tala I saw her eyes had closed as she freely masturbated in front of us. 

Luningning had yet to look in her direction, but she saw where I was looking and turned, then gasped, shocked that Tala would do such a thing in the presence of others.

I didn't wait another second. I grasped the elastic top of her underwear and pulled her panties down. Luningning unconsciously raised her pelvis to help and I had her panties off and tossed them aside.

"Luningning, you're at least as beautiful down there as Tala!" I said, trying to make my voice sound reverent.

"What?" she said, seemingly dazed by what had just happened.

Instinctively she covered her mons with her hands.

"Please, let me see you," I whispered.

"But I don't want Tala to see you looking..."

"It's alright, sister," Tala said softly. "Men want to see our pussies. They always have and always will."

That Luningning was excited would be putting it mildly. Her scent filled my nose like an aphrodisiac and guided my hands in. 

I gently replaced her hands with mine and marveled at the soft wetness of her skin and the lips of her pussy. I ran my fingers over her labia like a kid with a new toy. I was amazed at their texture and the inner heat warming my exploring fingertips.

I folded her back enough to see inside.

"You haven't looked at me like that," Tala said, her voice tinged with both jealousy and coarseness.

"I will, be patient," I rasped.

I pushed up on Luningning's upper lips. The hood over her clit shifted and I watched as a small smooth round surface came into view. I didn't waste any time touching it. I did manage to keep my touch light and by Luningning's moaning I must have been doing something right.

"Oh, god," Luningning gasped.

"That feel good?"

"You have no idea," Luningning stated.

I positioned my other forefinger at the entrance to her vagina. Suddenly the entire area was wet. 

I teased around the entrance to her tunnel. There didn't seem to be anything blocking my path in, so I pushed my finger slowly inside her, as I continued to tease the outside of her clit.

"Oh, yeah ... use your finger there!" she gasped, lifting her hips as my finger delved into her sexual cavity.

Tala was now masturbating furiously, obviously nearing a climax.

I slid my finger deeper into Luningning's pussy. I was amazed at the silkiness of her cunt. Twisting my hand around, I felt around inside and touched a rough surface at the topside of her cunt. I rubbed back and forth on that and Luningning squealed with delight.

"Oh fuck, please ... more!"

I ran my finger faster and pressed it firmly against this surface. Luningning pushed her ass off the bed in an attempt to meet my thrusts. I used my other hand to rub her clit and Luningning's legs started to tremble.

"Good god, you're going to make me cum," Luningning screamed.

My finger inside Luningning was getting tired from constantly pressing on her insides. I kept it up though, trying to bring on her orgasm. I didn't have long to wait as she bucked against my hand.

"Oh, shit, oh fuck ... fuck ... oh yeah, oh yeah!"

I kept going, watching Luningning go through the throes of her orgasm. She looked even more beautiful to me despite the strained look on her pretty face. Her tits quivered deliciously and her nipples proudly protruded. 

I kept fingering her until she sighed loudly and went still. I removed my aching finger from deep inside her. It was slick with her juice. I brought it to my nose to smell, then licked it. She tasted a little salty but otherwise it was delightful.

Luningning opened her eyes and said, "Oh, Peter ... those long fingers of yours are awesome."

"I told you so," Tala chirped. "You liked it, huh, Luningning?"

"I'll say."

"I'm glad, he was your first," Tala said. "He knows what to do and how to do it. Now comes my turn, yes, Peter?"

"I guess so," I replied., noting that my pole was sticking straight up in the air, glistening with pre-cum.

Tala scooted closer and bent down to place a kiss on the tip of my dick.

"Mmmm, he has a sweet taste, sister."

"Huh?" Luningning said as if dazed.

"His penis ... you should pay homage to it."

"What Tala?"

"Watch me, then do what I do."

Tala encircled the base of my cock with one hand and the other cupped my balls.

She gave my cock an appraising look then kissed the head of my cock again, but this time she followed the kiss with a languid suck, taking the entire cockhead into her mouth and swirling her tongue over it.

I moaned with delight.

"There, see?" she said.

Luningning nodded her head and said, "I think so," and then proceeded to emulate her sister's actions to the letter, kissing the tip and then taking the head into her mouth and sucking it as if it were a tit.

When she removed her mouth, Tala laughed lewdly and chirped, "He has such a beautiful cock, don't you think?"

"Yes," Luningning said agreeably. "I haven't seen many, of course, but his is beautiful."

"I could suck you all day," Tala laughed.

"But there are other things we should do as well," I said.

"Oh, yes. I know!" Tala giggled, "But let me have some more first," she added, and still giggling, she sucked the head into her mouth. I growled with the exquisite sheer bliss of the sensation of her hot wet mouth on my cock. Her hands added stimulation that played me like a fine violin. I would have had to be an idiot not to realize that Tala was far more experienced at sucking cock that I would have previously imagined.

I let her have at it for a couple minutes. Then feeling my excitement peaking, I pushed her gently away.

"Is it my turn?" Luningning inquired anxiously.

"It will be, but for now just relax and let me touch you for a few minutes." I kissed Tala, thanking her for the blowjob then turned to her sister. I began kissing and sucking Luningning's breasts until she was moaning with excitement and rubbing her clit.

"No, please let me do that for you," I whispered. And, still sucking on her nipples I moved a hand through her thick patch of pubic hair to her cunt and into her slit.

"Ohhhh!"

I added another finger and moved them from her pussy to her asshole, and circling that dark pucker, returned all the way to her clit.

"Jesus!" she croaked, "God in Heaven that feel's soooo good!"

Tala, knowing what her sister had in store for her when I finally sank my dick into her was having a laughing fit from her sister's cries of happiness.

I concentrated on her clit for a short time and had Luningning humping the air in front of me as I rubbed away at her.

Thinking she was ready for the next level, I stopped teasing her clit and placed a kiss on her pussy. Then as that was registering on her brain, I renewed the rubbing on her clit and brought her to an orgasm.

Then I turned to Tala.

Her legs were already spread in expectation. I wasted no time in going down on her.

Moments later her legs were wrapped around my head while my tongue swirled around inside her. 

Tala began to breathe in short little gasps, grunting with each one. I moved to her clit, sucking and nipping away while two fingers slipped into her pussy and churned wildly.

Continuing to torment her clit, I allowed my fingers to locate her g-spot and began stimulating it.

Perhaps ten seconds passed before she reacted. Then she stopped breathing and thrust her hips up in the air as if attempting to escape my fingers.

"Go with it!" I snarled out of the side of my mouth.

She fell back on the bed.

"I was cumming!" she whined, "then I thought I had to pee!"

"That's a symptom your g-spot gives off. You should have ignored it and let yourself cum. Ah, but you didn't know that. But the next time you feel it, just let it pass. You'll cum soon after."

I began again, teasing her here and there, halting and beginning again, driving her wild with need.

"Let me cum!" she shrieked, and I'm certain I heard Luningning laughing quietly off to one side.

I wrenched my mouth from her cunt and kissed her on the mouth. She returned the kiss with a fevered alacrity, as if nothing on Earth mattered more than the closeness of our mouths. 

My fingers continued moving over her g-spot, bringing her closer and closer to a monumental "O."

Somewhere along this time, she must have squirted, for the sheets were suddenly soaked with her fluids.

Luningning later told me that she saw her let loose, but didn't want to mention it, thinking her sister was peeing.

Ending the kiss I returned to her pussy. (This is when I noticed the wet sheets) With the first touch of my tongue to her clit, Tala started twitching and jerking as she began a tumultuous climax.

I brought her to another even longer orgasm; and had Luningning lay alongside her sister with their legs hanging off the bed. Kneeling on the floor, I went from one pussy to the other, lapping away contentedly for the next forty-five minutes, bringing each sister to an orgasm then switching off to do the same to the other.

When their responses appeared to be beyond their ability to control. I took each of them to the edge again rubbing both their g-spots, while concentrating on Tala's clit with my rapidly tiring tongue.

Needing a respite for my mouth, I moved up Tala's body, clamped my teeth around her nipple and bit hard just as I pressed down on her g-spot.

Tala screamed. "AHHHHHH!"

Her body bowed and shook and she waved her legs in the air. Her body vibrated for some ten or twelve seconds. I slowly relaxed my touching and she calmed down, but the orgasm went on and on for quite a while.

In fact, I repeated most of the steps with Luningning, including biting her nipple as well, and got a very similar reaction as she too exploded, and trembled so much that she fell from the bed to the floor. I managed to keep her from being hurt, but couldn't keep her from falling. So intense was her climax that I seriously doubt she even knew she fell.

When I glanced up at Tala I saw that she was still cumming!

And when her breathing slowed so that she could talk, she said. "Oh, my God I've tried to do that to myself, but I always cum too soon! That ... that was almost more than I could stand! Look at me ... God! I'm still shaking!"

"I'm going to take Luningning's virginity now; I think she'll remember it for a while."

"I think she'll remember it forever," Tala said as she helped me pull her sister back on the bed.

I placed Luningning's head on one pillow and slipped another two under her rump, tilting her pelvis up at a good angle for deep penetration.

She was still trembling from the aftershock of her almost violent orgasm as my cock eased into her sodden cunt. 

Her hymen offered no real resistance whatsoever. I began a slow, deliberate fuck using the missionary position. When I realized she was coherent enough to understand me, I had her pull her knees up to adjust the angle and depth of my penetration, and she immediately began to make little sounds of pleasure.

I pulled completely out of Luningning, and then slowly and deliberately slid all the way back inside her. There was a little "pop" each time I pulled out and a wet "slosh" each time I reentered her.

I could see Tala watching intently as my penis glided in and out of her. And as Luningning began to get more and more aroused, the sharp scent of her squishing juices was as obvious to Tala as it was to me.

It was also clear my fucking her sister watching really turned Tala on. She was echoing each grunt and groan coming from her sister's mouth. And as I increased the speed of my thrusting, Tala began mimicking Luningning's pelvic movements as if wanting to achieve orgasm along with her sister.

I found it slightly macabre, and have never seen or heard of anything like it anywhere else.

But it was Luningning I was fucking, not Tala, and I remembered to angle my thrusts so that I'd hit various sides of her pussy on the old in and out, including the g-spot.

Luningning responded to this added attempt at stimulation, thrusting up to meet me, moving her hips at an ever faster pace.

Sweat flew off the both of us. I was gasping for breath. Tala was chanting for us to cum. Luningning started sobbing, "God, God, God, God..."

And when I resorted to slow, deep thrusts, she began to quiver and shake. I knew she was cumming for she began yelling, "FINISH ME! FINISH ME!"

Off to one side of the bed, Tala was pounding a pillow and hollering, "Yeah, fuck her! Fuck her hard!"

Luningning was fucking like a mad woman, screaming, "DON'T LEAVE ME ON THE EDGE LIKE THIS!"

I realized that I had misjudged her climax, that she needed me to hammer away for another minute and did so.

I pressed myself all the way into her and began to twist back and forth against her clitoris until I felt her give a deep shudder and knew she was close. I started fucking her as fast as I could move in and out. 

Luningning completely lost control. Her legs began to jerk and kick, and she dug her fingernails into my back, smashing her hard- tipped breasts into my chest as she screamed, 

"OH, OH, OH, OH, OH!"

When her scream softened, I stopped moving, and her scream segued into a continuous, low moan. As soon as the trembling in her body slowed, I started fucking her again. Within a dozen strokes she had another powerful climax.

I let Luningning calm down and then jackhammered into her again before ejaculating into her. By this time she was no longer clawing me. She was arching her back to press her hips hard against me. Her arms and legs were twitching and flopping hard and she was making a snorting sound, "NNGH! NNGH! NNGHHH!" in lieu of breathing.




The Sisters



My penis went into a flaccid state, and remained there. I rolled away from Luningning to separate our connection, but hugged her to me and kissed her mouth, face, neck and breasts repeatedly. 

Somewhere in the middle of this, Tala joined us, kissing both of us in essentially the same way I was kissing her sister.

Perhaps I shouldn't mention what follows, but I think it's relevant and so I will.

I found the smell from Luningning's pussy intoxicating, almost overwhelming. I inhaled deeply then leaned back and sat down. 

Her clitoris was still erect, appearing to be a tiny, gleaming wet knob, clearly visible in the lamplight of the room. Her partially-open cunt was still pulsing about once each second. Each pulse caused a mixture of her juices and my cum to ooze out, and a pool was slowly spreading on the pillow and sheets between her thighs.

I called their attention to it, and as they watched, I leaned down and licked and sucked on her pussy, sending Luningning into yet another prolonged orgasm that had her writhing on the bed.

I kissed both of them, making sure to smear Tala's face with some of the fluids, and got up and took another shower.

Coming out of the shower, I asked them if they would stay the night with me, or would they prefer to go home? If they did I would be happy to take them, or if they stayed we might spend the next day together.

Tala said, "We would like very much to sleep with you tonight, but only you let us take a shower to clean all this sweat from our bodies."

"I laughed at that and ushered them into the bathroom, turned the shower on, told the girls to take their time, and left.

Knowing they would require more towels, I called room service and asked that they deliver addition towels to the room. Then, having nothing better to do, I put a glass to the bathroom door and listened to the girls talking to one another.

"Tala come look, you won't believe this thing," Luningning said excitedly.

Evidently, Tala had been sitting on the toilet reliving herself, for I heard the seat drop as if it had clung to her behind as she got up quickly already asking if her sister was all right.

"Look, look!" Luningning cackled, in a voice that eschewed all semblance of her earlier modesty.

"It's a hand nozzle," Tala said and laughed. "I see that you already know what it is, and making good use of it."

I cracked the door and peeked in. Luningning was naked and standing in the shower with the door open. Tala stood just outside the shower, unmindful of the water splashing around her feet. 

"It feels wonderful on my cunny," Luningning laughed.

"As good as his mouth was down there?" Tala quipped.

"No ... nothing's that good, but good enough. Want to give it a try?"

"Sure," Tala giggled and stepped into the shower and grabbed the soap and began soaping her sister's chest while both girls giggled happily.

Still laughing, Luningning aimed the nozzle at her sister's pussy, saying, "See how it feels?"

"Feels pretty good, Luningning," Tala laughed.

Dropping the shower nozzle, Luningning shyly asked her sister, "Can you kiss like him?"

"I don't know. We could try and see?"

"Let's try," Luningning tittered and pursed her lips, waiting for Tala to kiss her.

From my perspective it was a torrid kiss. But then, watching a woman kiss another woman always arouses me.

"Not bad," Luningning said and returned the kiss. This one was of longer duration and to my way of thinking had more of an impact on the two sisters than the first one had. But of course, the first kiss may have primed both women for what was to follow.

The third kiss had both Luningning and Tala groping one another, signaling more erotic things to come. And they certainly did. Luningning placed two fingers on Tala's clit and began to circle. I was impressed with her technique, and watched the expression on her sister's face change from one of surprise to one of wanton lust.

"Ohhh, yeah!" Tala sighed. "It's been a while since you did that for me, Luningning."

"Is the water better than this?" she asked Tala.

Tala was pumping her hips into her sister's fingers, "No, no, no!" she replied squeezing her left breast with her right hand.

"Or this?" Luningning asked knowingly as she dropped to her knees and reached around her sister to clasp her by the ass pressed her mouth into Tala's pussy.

Tala's hands moved to Luningning's head holding it against her mound.

"Yes ... yes ... oh, yesssss!" she moaned into a corner of the shower stall and rose up on her toes to grind her pussy into Luningning's face.

"Cumming!" Tala hissed as her sister tongued her furiously while sticking a soapy finger into Tala's ass.

Tala's knees buckled and she sank to the shower floor. Luningning stood above her like a conquering hero.

"Naugh ... sooo good, sister," Tala gasped. "Please give me a minute and I will return the favor."

I glanced down and saw that my cock was rearing its head as if sniffing the excited women in front of me. I told it to be patient, that I'd put it to work in a few minutes and continued watching the sisters.

Luningning carefully slipped her fingers out of Tala's pussy and stood up. Tala immediately reached her arms around Luningning and embraced her. Their breasts pressed tightly as Tala kissed Luningning hungrily, moving from her lips to her neck and then her breast.

She leaned Luningning back against the shower wall and dropped down to her knees. Tala then dove in between Luningning's legs, actually grabbing her thighs and spreading her legs wider.

Luningning moaned as her sister's tongue invaded her cunt, came out and spent a full minute tormenting her clit while Luningning closed her eyes and gasped with pleasure.

I saw Luningning reach down and hold Tala's shoulders as she moved her hips forward, my guess is she felt she might slip and fall.

Sensing her sister's plight, Tala grabbed Luningning's ass and helped support her while continuing her ministrations to her sister's twat.

I saw her glance up at her Luningning's face which was contorted in pleasure and increase the pressure of her tongue upon the clit mere inches from her face.

Suddenly Luningning grabbed Tala's head and shoved her pussy hard onto Tala's face. Moaning loudly, Luningning came, I could almost see the pleasure rippling through her body. Seconds later Luningning appeared to relax as she sagged downward into a crouch, her body supported by the shower wall.

"Oh God that was good," Luningning rasped as she looked up at her sister. And as her eyes left Tala's she spied me looking in at them.

"Some shower," I said.

Both girls flushed with a comingled excitement and embarrassment.

"Is the shower big enough for all three of us?" I asked with a smile.

"No, I don't think so," Tala said, taking me seriously.

"Why not dry one another off, and then join me back in the bedroom?"

Luningning nodded.

Tala mouthed the word "Yes," but I didn't hear her. I was already thinking of new ways to make them go crazy with lust.



The Sisters and The Studs



I was in a great deal of pain after wrenching my back while playing with my ten year old. We were on vacation with my wife's two sisters and brothers.

I spent the day after trying to get comfortable and to enjoy the rest of the vacation. My wife was out on the lake with our boys enjoying the sun. My sister, Jill, runs her own massage business working with a chiropractor. She is attractive with blonde hair, blue eyes and a very nice figure. Her legs, arms and hands have always turned me on. She takes very good care of her body, and likes to wear revealing combinations, and just the right amount of jewelry.

While my wife was with our kids, Jill was sunning near her cabin which was next to our cabin.

She was wearing a two-piece suit, with her hair in a ponytail and under a baseball cap. Her black bikini was showing off her glistening body. My two brothers had gone fishing without me. As I was watching the water, I dosed off and must have been dreaming about one of my wife's fantastic blow jobs. My wife is 5'3" and 108 pounds; her legs are her best asset along with her awesome fingers, fingernails and wonderful mouth and lips. I was sitting in a deck chair without a shirt wearing my running shorts.

Jill woke me up and asked how my back was feeling. I said okay looking up to see her shining, oily and awesome body. She was wearing a turquoise bracelet and matching anklet, while her feet were encased in high heel sandals to accentuate her legs. While telling her I felt okay, she looked down and commented my front side seemed okay, as she smiled; I looked down and realized my shorts were bursting from my hard on. I am seven inches, with a larger head than most. I shave my balls and around my cock to accentuate the size. 

My wife likes the look and feel while tonguing my balls. I tried to cover up with a beach towel and she said not to worry. She asked if I could walk to my bedroom. I said yes, and slowly got out of the chair. She told me to lie down on my stomach and she would work on my back with one of her massages.

She took off her sandals and left her sunglasses on and began working on my back for a short time. She told me to stretch my arms over my head and spread my legs to ensure my back was stretched so she could work on it and the tight muscles. While working my upper back she ran her fingernails down my sides and along my ribs. She worked down to my hamstrings and worked on them for some time, then my calves and finally my feet. I was feeling much better and thanked her, as I started to get up, she said she had not completed the massage. 

She left for a moment and came back wearing a white robe, which was extremely short and told me to turn over, as she had to work the front part of my back. I did not know there was a front part. She told me to stretch my arms and legs out and started to massage my face and neck, while running her fingers down my arms and across my chest muscles and down my sides. She started to massage my stomach area and then began a massage of my pelvic area. My shorts were beginning to rise from my arousal. She began to rub under the top of my waistband and under the leg openings. I asked her to stop for fear of my wife returning. She said to relax and to keep my hands to myself. I did not know what she meant. She started to work on my feet and then I felt her put my foot under her robe, feeling her warm treasure caressing my foot, telling me again to relax. 

I remember her telling me to close my eyes and think of how the water in the lake would ease my back pain. I must have dosed for a second, when I heard her voice again. I tried to move and realized I had been tied spread eagle to the bed posts.

Jill called for my wife and she appeared in a blue robe, which was the same short length as Jill's.

She told Jill I liked to be teased. I asked them to stop and my wife laughed and said to relax and not to try to stop them from anything. My wife then started slowly rubbing lotion on my chest and stomach, while Jill worked on my legs. They massaged me for ten minutes; I thought my cock was about to burst. My wife kissed my lips and began to kiss her way down to my cock while Jill kissed my feet and begin to kiss her way up to the head of my cock. They reached it in unison and started to kiss my shorts all around my cock without touching it. 

My wife reached under my waistband and Jill reached under the a leg opening as they worked their way to my cock. They joined hands at the base and begin teasing my balls. My wife asked me what I wanted and I said to take my shorts off. They said they could not do that as they would have to untie my legs and were not ready for that yet. 

My wife said they would have to perform surgery. Being a nurse, she grabbed a pair of scissors and cut my shorts to release my cock. While holding it straight up from my body teasing my slit and telling Jill the precum had started to leak. They held my cock with one hand each while with the thumb and index finger of the other; they began a rhythmic milking of my cock running their thumb and index finger across my oozing slit. I was starting to tremble as my wife told Jill to stop. She then cut my shorts off and told Jill to watch the next phase. 

She grabbed some lotion and begin running her hands near my anus. I screamed for her to stop, she got closer and started to tease the opening. Jill was shocked to see my cock expand more than before including the head turning a hue of blue. 

They backed away and my wife asked Jill if she was ready. She said yes and they removed their robes to reveal the smallest bikinis I ever saw. They were both turquoise in color, with small circles covering their nipples and strings down their stomachs to a small patch covering their trimmed almost hairless womanhood. They proceeded to rub their bodies with some massage oil to ensure they were glistening.

My wife said her oldest sister and my brothers and kids had gone to town for some lunch. Town was a three hour round trip without lunch.

They approached me on the bed and begin to lightly run their hands up and down my legs while slightly brushing my cock, the corona and balls. They ran their hands up my chest and slid back down the to my pulsing cock. They continued to tease, as my wife pulled out a cock ring and slid it over cock head. She gave me a few more licks and said to enjoy the show.

Jill said she was ready for the final touch. It was apparent my wife and Jill were turned on and their skin color had changed and they were breathing more rapidly. Jill grabbed her cell phone and made a call and told the person on the other end they were ready. 

In walked a pair of 22-year-old lifeguards, one 6'2" and 195 pounds with blonde hair covering much of his body and a ripped physique. The other was 6'1" and 185 pounds with brown hair, a thick moustache, huge arms and legs and just a hint of hair running down his abs to his nether region.

My wife told me to watch the action, as she told Jake the blonde to sit and get ready. Jill asked Mick the brown hair specimen to stand in the middle of the room, drop his shorts and spread his legs. He did to reveal a tiny G-string, which was holding a massive cock and balls. Jill and my wife oiled him up while massaging his thighs and teasing around the G-string with their French cut nails. Jill began kissing him, while my wife sank in front of his manhood and removed his G-string with her teeth. She looked stunning with her bikini, and gold wrist and ankle bracelets. She started to pump Mick while swallowing more and more of his cock, which was 9 inches. He was having a hard time standing. Jill continued to kiss him and rub his pecs; as she worked down his back to his anus.

The girls laid him flat and my wife continued her oral assault. While Jill was being assaulted by his tongue. The girls told Jake to come closer and to remove his shorts. He was wearing nothing but his cock was even larger, his balls were clean-shaven with a large tuft of hair above his cock and balls. Jill started to shower his cock with kisses while licking the oozing slit of its precum. My wife had Mick on the verge of eruption, he yelled out a loud scream and my wife let him shoot in the air. She licked him clean and told him to get ready fast. My wife went to Jake's face and told him to eat her, as he pulled aside the tiny patch hiding her treasure, which he did with great care. She soon came to a climatic orgasm. While Jake's legs bucked and Jill swallowed his juices. 

The girls got all fours next to the bed for me to see. Mick lined up behind my wife and Jake behind Jill. They grabbed some massage oil and stroked themselves to massive erections. Mick sank into my wife and grabbed her bikini and tore it off, while Jake did the same to Jill. They each took two full strokes and then changed partners; they took two more and did the same. They went on like this for about ten minutes when they said it was time to finish the job. They pumped harder faster and deeper and came within minutes of each other.

The rested and my wife looked over at me; I was pouring juice from my slit. She came over and gently licked my cock and sank down on it, and gave me a couple of strokes with her hand and mouth.

It was now the boys turn to tease Jill and my wife. They told my wife to oil Jill while they spread her with Jake holding her hands above her head. Mick began to rub her face and arms while kissing her mouth, neck, face and ears. He spent a long time on her arms and ravishing her mouth with his tongue. He slowly began to work his mouth down to her breasts. He worked his tongue around the bottom of her breasts avoiding her nipples. They were as hard as rocks. He worked his hands down her chest towards her nipples and avoided them again while rubbing near her slit, which was now running with her juices. He took his hand and spread her lips and began to slide down to her open cunt lips; while breathing in and blew into her open hole. She shuddered and he slowly inserted one of his fingers, and she began to buck. He withdrew it and worked his mouth up to her nipples and began to tease them just with his open mouth. She was beginning to writh and begged him for more touch. He took both hands and started to massage her nipples with his thumbs and forefinger. He moved towards her chest and held her breasts together while tonguing her nipples as close together as possible. 

He told my wife to hold her hands and asked Jake to lick up some of her juices as it was causing a mess. Jake rubbed her legs beginning at her ankles and worked his tongue up the inside of each leg coming to rest on her open cunt lips. He parted them and began his oral assault while Mick continued to assault her nipples. Positioning Jill on all fours and he went to her front and held his cock out for her tongue while Mick continued to eat her. She went wild on Mick's manhood, while Jake continued to eat her. Jake moved away and buried his trophy deep in her cunt. The threesome was now in rhythm and came in unison. Mick's cum was overflowing her mouth, as was Jake's from her love box. 

It had always been a fantasy of mine to see my wife with another man. It was about to come true, and was about to take another twist. There was a knock at the cabin door. It was the boy's supervisor, Brandon. Brandon was 25, 6"4" and 230 with a shaved head and ripped biceps and abs, and black. My wife answered the door while trying to cover herself with her short blue robe. She was extremely turned on from the just completed action by Jill, Jake and Mick. Brandon asked if she had seen the boys and she said they were helping Jill recover from heat exhaustion.

She said to come in and he might be able to assist. He walked in and saw the boys and Jill naked with their juices still running from their organs. 

My wife walked in behind Brandon and told him it was her fantasy to have sex with a black Adonis. She reached around and began to run her fingers up and down his chest and abs. Her manicured white fingers and nails were causing Brandon's suit to rise. She continued to rub his chest and abs and worked her way down his front from behind and rubbed his dick through his suit. It was apparent he had a large specimen. She went around the front and knelt in front of him and began to suck on it through his trunks. He tilted his head back and moaned, as she worked her way up his suit legs with her hands and fingers continuing to rub and suck him at the same time. 

After ten minutes of this action, she asked him to remove his trunks. He worked them down and his cock popped into view. It was about 10 inches and thick with clean-shaven balls, making them appear to be larger than his cock. My wife told him to sit in the chair and spread his legs. She knelt in front of him and begin a slow journey with her tongue up his balls, up his shaft and to the top of his cock. She stopped and moved up to kiss his lips and massage his arms and legs. She worked her way back down and sucked on the top of his head, working her tongue into his slit while twisting both her hands up and down his massive meat.

She continued until he was on the verge of cumming. He was sweating, when she stepped back, turned her back to him and bent forward at the waist to reveal her ass and rear view of her cunt, running her hands up the back of her legs, she turned undid the belt on her robe and let it fall to the floor. 

Her blonde curly hair and hazel eyes were beautiful. The tips of her breasts were rock hard and I could see some wetness trailing down her firm legs. Her gold jewelry made her look like a goddess. 

She moved towards Brandon and stroked his cock again with her hands and mouth. He seemed even bigger. She laid him down and got in a sixty-nine position and started to suck and stroke him, while he worked his tongue over her flower and clit. She was moaning and bucking on his face. She raised him to his feet and told him to sit in the chair again, as she begin to rub up his legs bypassing his cock while rubbing his chest, arms and face. He started to tease her nipples with his tongue and fingers, trying to get her to let him enter her with his manhood. He seemed even bigger than before, as she teased the tip of his dick with her cunt. She took his cock and began to rub it up and down her slit, which was oozing mucus, causing his cock head and shaft to glisten with the combination of her juices and his copious precum. 

She looked over at me and smiled while climbing up on the chair and holding her treasure over his large cockhead, asking Jill to hold his dick straight while she positioned herself over the top. She slowly sank on to his manhood and let out a scream, she started to move up and down and Brandon begin to move with her. They were in a beautiful rhythm. Suddenly my wife jumped off and turned and sank back onto him with her back to him. He grabbed her tits and began to rub them. My wife came first and Brandon second with a huge grunt and orgasm. 



She told me to get ready for the finale, while pumping me back to hardness and asking the boys to pick up Jill and hold her over my cock. My wife held my cock while the boys eased Jill on top me; her arms with a covering of hair were glistening, while she asked how I felt now wanting to know if my back pain had gone. I told her yes, and the boys let her sink my full length. They did it again, while my wife moved behind Jake and Mick and begin rubbing their length with each hand. The boys were struggling to hold Jill. Meanwhile Brandon told my wife to blow him and she started to ravish his dick. One more stroke from the boys with Jill and I exploded just before Jill. 

The boys were ready to blow and to seek some revenge on my wife. They quickly grabbed her and forced her to all fours, Mick took her pussy and rammed it home while Jake begin to stroke in and out of her mouth, while Brandon rubbed her nipples. Jill untied me and I replaced Brandon's mouth sliding beneath my wife and worked on her nipples, while Jill worked on my shaft. Jake jumped to the back and Mick jumped to the front for a couple of more pumps. I finally took some control and told Jake to move over and rammed my shaft into my wife's blonde treasure, we came together while Mick came in her mouth. Jill presented her rear to Brandon and her mouth to Jake, and they had a massive orgasm.

The next day at the beach, the boys were there with their girlfriends. My wife and sister had gone to town, or so I thought. The girls were all about 20 years old, with strong firm bodies, small bikinis and glistening lips. As I approached, they laughed and asked me if I needed some help with my back problem.

The boys told me they would keep an eye on the kids and to enjoy my massage. We went back to their cabin and entered through the back door. Jan was about 5'5" with long auburn hair, a darker complexion and tan, with very well defined legs and arms. Her breasts were just the right size with protruding nipples. She had on a pair of cargo shorts, no shoes, and a tiny shirt with no bra showing off her toned midriff. Cindy was about 5'7" with dark black hair in a ponytail, bright red lipstick and manicured nails with white tips and long fingers. She had a light coating of hair on her arms; apparent when the sun struck at the correct angle. She had on a very tight pair of cutoffs and string bikini top. They both wore jewelry on their ankles and a chain around their waist. 

I was not expecting this type of situation and had not prepared for my hard on to give me away. I had on a pair of my old soccer shorts without underwear and a button down baseball jersey. The girls saw my situation and asked me what the problem was with my groin area, as they thought I had a back problem. I told them I would leave. However, they told me stand in the middle of the room and to relax. Jan dropped her shorts to reveal her tiny thong while Cindy dropped her shorts to reveal a tiny patch to complete her bikini. They begin to work up my legs with their hands while unbuttoning my shirt. They licked my dick through my shorts while I stroked their arms and legs. Jan begin to kiss my lips and mouth, while Cindy sank to her knees and started working on my dick. She was like a pro, almost as good as my wife. They stopped and stepped back, when Jill and my wife entered the room in their matching short robes and high heel sandals. They walked over to Cindy and Jan and stripped them of their clothes. 

Jill began to rub massage oil on Jan, while my wife rubbed and massage Cindy. The two younger girls were beginning to moan and Jill and my wife spread their legs and teased their love canal with their fingers and nails. My wife told me to step forward and she began to lick my cock while Jill rubbed my legs and tickled my anal area. They told the girls to watch and learn, as they began to work me over. They stopped and told the girls to copy their actions, Jan stepped forward with her puckered lips and tongue and sucked just the head of my dick while pumping and twisting with her hand, and Cindy worked some lotion in my anus and started to sink her finger deeper and deeper. I exploded and sank to my knees. 

Jill and my wife opened the door and in walked Brandon, they told him to help the girls with their orgasms. Jan dropped to her knees and tore off Brandon's trunks to reveal a G-string bursting with his manhood. Jan and Cindy began to work on Brandon kissing and rubbing him in unison, as his dick continued to grow through his trunks. They untied the G-string and let it fall to the floor. His monster was covered in a white chocolate coating. They began licking and stroking his dick, as he moaned with pleasure. Jan pushed him on to a bed and sank his length into her, while Cindy presented her juices to him to be licked, they came as a threesome.