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Just the Six of Us Ch. 01

By: Mentalcase



Author's note: This piece won't please everyone. It's a multi-part story, erotica not porn. The hardcore sex will come, but not before the story is established. Thanks for reading. Comments, both critical and supportive are welcome. 

Thanks to ZexWizzard for your edits and suggestions.

Chapter 1

Headlights flashed, spinning wildly and careening towards a tree... the drunk in the other car morphed into a clown, and cackled at him... an explosion of flame and the smell of gasoline... 

Mike shot bolt upright in bed, screaming and slapping at his chest and legs in a panic, trying to extinguish the flames that weren't there. Wondering why he was beating the shit out of himself, he stopped slapping at the imaginary flames and began to rub his eyes. 

"Another damn nightmare," said the voice in his head. He was having the bad dreams still, less than when his parents had just been killed, but he still wondered when they would end. "Maybe never," he said aloud, looking at himself in the mirror that sat on his desk across the room. 

"Maybe you should jerk off." The voice wasn't usually very helpful.

Mike smacked himself on the cheek, partly to punish the voice, but also partly to wake up. He glanced at the clock, only 5:30. Grumbling, he started to rise and reached over to flip on the lamp. The door to his room creaked open. 

Emma, his twin, poked her head in and looked at her brother sympathetically. She cast a sad, knowing glance at him. 

"How does she always know?" the voice asked.

"You okay Mike?" she asked, tiptoeing quietly into his room and sitting down next to him. "Another nightmare?"

Mike lowered his head, not wanting to concern her. She was like him in so many ways, but was also vastly different. Sometimes it was hard to believe they were even related, others, easy to see that they were twins. The voice in his head started singing that stupid Donnie and Marie song. 

Halloween was usually a fun time, especially when they were kids. They'd go as Raggedy Ann and Andy, or dressed as M&M's, which actually became a nickname that stuck with the two, unfortunately. Somehow she always knew when he was upset, though. His other three sisters passed it off as "twin intuition", but it was still pretty creepy. He could always feel when she was upset as well, though, and it was hard to explain how. 

"Mike?"

He glanced up at her. She was staring at him with that slightly goofy concerned look glued to her face. He'd always thought she...

"Hello?? Earth to Mike..."

"Yeah, sorry. I'm fine. Another nightmare," he confirmed, finally shaken from his trance.

"The same? Mom and Dad?" she asked, knowing the answer.

Mike nodded. She put her arms around her brother and laid her head on his shoulder. "Was the clown there too?"

Mike chuckled, and nodded.

"What's that about? Fear of clowns mixed in with a bad memory of losing our parents? Did a clown fondle you at the circus?" she asked, looking at him with an all-too-seriously concerned looked face.

Mike laughed out loud, and pushed her off of him. She always knew how to make him feel better.

She continued, making her voice husky, "Did the naughty old clown man make you touch his big red clown nose?" and moved to her brother's side again.

He cackled out loud at that and pushed her away a bit so he could get at her with his hands. "No it was something more like this," he said, tickling her ribs mercilessly. She rolled back, kicking her feet and cackling. 

"Ack, stop it, stop it. Mike, stop it PLEASE! Ow, stop it you fucker. Quit! QUIT!" He always knew right where to tickle. They were twins, of course he knew; it was right where he was ticklish. 

"She's got boobs," the voice pointed out. 

Mike stopped, letting Em catch her breath. He wondered if there was an operation he could get to block out the voice, which seemed intent on pointing out the obvious. He probably needed therapy. Seeing her start to rise, he quickly moved his hand back into tickling position.

"STOP," she said loudly, a wide smile on her face. She smacked him on the arm and stood to head back to her room.

"Back to bed?" he inquired.

"Now that I've been tickled and woken up?" she asked rhetorically, and flipped him the bird as she left the room and shut the door behind her. "Fucker," he heard her say from the hallway.

He lay back down on his pillow, arms under his head, and stared up at his ceiling. He'd always known he had an evil voice in his head, but he wasn't a schizophrenic or anything. At least, he didn't think he was. Does a crazy person know they are crazy? It wasn't an evil voice anyway, just kind of a perverted voice. His expression changed as he realized, that if he was without realizing it, he could be one 'knock, knock' joke away from slicing up all four of his sisters. He shook his head clear, 'you think too much', he told himself and chuckled, realizing he could never do that. They'd always been there for him when he needed them. Most of them, he amended. His thoughts drifted back to Emma, the yin to his yang. 

 "Wang," said the voice, causing Mike to roll his eyes. He was always very protective of his sister, not that she'd ever needed it. She was the same height as he, though not nearly as muscular, and of course she was pretty. She'd had boyfriends in the past, but not many. None really hung around too long, probably because she and her brother were so damn close. He'd never thought of himself as intimidating, but figured that he could be pretty scary, if the need ever arose. 

They had the same nose, though his had been broken several times. Same emerald green eyes, same hair, except hers was longer. Long and brown, curly near the ends. Yeah, she was definitely very pretty.

"Pretty Hot," the voice added. 

Mike ignored it. Being twins meant they had always been close. They had just started their first year at college together, the same one of course. They had most of the same classes, ever the twins. It didn't bother him much. He'd never gotten tired of having her around. She was like his right hand, he decided. 

"And you know what you use your right hand for," 

"Shut up," Mike said out loud. He did think she was pretty, though. All of his sisters were.

Mike couldn't think of Emma in that way, though, not seriously. It was like, thinking of himself that way. Mike briefly wondered what he'd look like as a woman. The dick tucking scene in Silence of the Lambs popped into Mike's head, uncontrollably. 

"I'm going to vomit."

His thoughts shifted to one of his other sisters, Beth. He chuckled. Sweet, clueless Beth. He and Emma were blessed with brains and decent looks. Beth still had both, but it was different than them. Beth wasn't stupid, far from it in fact. She was the smartest one of their family. She was incredibly smart, almost scary smart. She'd been valedictorian when she graduated high school, and was near the top of her class at the university. She didn't really concentrate on her looks, though. A pity really.

She wore glasses, not thick, but it still relegated her to the dork side of the social scene. There was no denying that Beth could be a stunner though. She was incredibly gorgeous, or least he'd always thought so. When she took off her glasses or dressed up for a social engagement, an awards banquet or something usually, she could literally take your breath away. She'd had large breasts ever since he could remember, and was, in fact, larger than her three sisters. She was short but not too short, thin but not anorexic. She was a perfectly cute dork. A dork-et really. She was a dork-et with a nice rack. She always seemed to have a little pack of nerds following her at school. 

Her own little nerd herd, so to speak. It was mostly boys in the nerd herd, with the occasional nerd-et sprinkled in for good measure. He wondered if she'd ever had a boyfriend, though he'd be shocked to find out if she'd ever been intimate with anyone. The main problem Beth had was that she was too smart. She had no common sense. 

She could figure out how to solve a complicated problem the family had, but didn't know how to talk to anyone outside the family. She also seemed to be perilously unaware of how magnificent her breasts were. She always wore a bra, though he was sure it was only to keep them out of her way. She was the quietest of the sisters, as well, often letting the other three run their conversations. She was blonde, so that didn't help her when she did something ridiculous. So you couldn't call her dumb, because you could give her a calculus problem and she'd complete it and use it to solve the entire next chapter. She was just...

"A social retard."

"She is not," he barked mentally. I mean it's not like anyone had to remind her that girls don't fart in public, or that pants were an integral part of getting dressed. 'Don't elaborate on that last part, damn you,' Mike quickly thought. 

"Mmmmm..."

Mike shook his head and his thoughts landed on Dannica. 

"Bitch"

"Knock it off," he thought at the voice. Mike wondered what his sisters would think if they knew about his internal dialogue. He wondered if Emma had the same voice. Did hers sound as perverted as his? Did it have an accent? Mike always thought his sounded British for some stupid reason, even though he'd always lived in Texas. Did everyone have voices? Did his sisters? He knew Beth's voice would be probably be a disembodied version of Einstein, floating around in her head. If Danni had a voice in her head, it was constantly stuck on bitch mode, or tease maybe. 

"Or sexkitten." 

Mike sighed. He knew what Danni would say if he asked her, though. She'd call him a freak, hit him with something and then wait for him to plot his revenge so she could hit him again. She was his scourge. He hated her. He'd love to stick something pointy into her and make her scream. Wait, no he wouldn't. Don't go there, don't go there. 

"Sometimes you make this too easy."

Okay so he didn't hate her. It was his sister; there had to be law somewhere that said he had to love her. Wasn't there? If there wasn't one, then he did hate her.

She'd always been mean to him, though, and Emma as well. Growing up she'd made their life hell. Emma was easier to make cry, and thus get Danni in trouble so Mike had always been the main target of her pranks, ridicules, and thrown pointed objects. She'd get in less trouble from Sarah that way. She used to love calling them M&M, singing the kissing song when they were kids, they were so inseparable. She was the very reason the name stuck, especially since she spread it around the entire school. 

The voice was trying to force his thoughts back to its favorite topic. It would be summer soon. He'd have to start cleaning the pool again. 

It was already summer actually, he just didn't want to admit it and have to actually start cleaning it. They'd always had such fun at the pool, though his sisters liked to sunbathe way more than swim. Especially Danni, she'd already started laying out in fact, even though the weather was still mild. Well, mild for Texas. Summer if you were from New York or Boston. 

Danni did swim though, just hadn't started yet. She used to swim in high school. 200 meter breast stroke and the Medley Relay. Mike started to picture her. Swimming in the pool in her small yellow bikini, breasts bouncing up and down and up and down and... 

"Breast stroke..."

"YES," Mike thought, "she's attractive. Can we PLEASE move on?" The voice was giggling uncontrollably in his head, it really loved to torture him.

His thoughts drifted to his eldest sister. Eldest sister. The term eldest made him laugh. She was only 24. It occurred to him then how close in age he and his four sisters were. He and Emma were 18, nearly 19. Beth was 20, Danni, 22, and of course Sarah was 24. His parents must have been really into having kids. He desperately hoped that the voice wouldn't try and go anywhere with that thought. "Even I have limits, dude."

Sarah had been handed the responsibility of looking after her family at 17. It hadn't been easy on her. Mike didn't know how she'd handled it. There was a great strength in her, and also a great caring. She finished raising him and his sisters, though Danni would never admit it. She was shorter than him, thin and was usually cleaning something. 

Their parents had both been doctors and had left them financially comfortable, but you wouldn't know it. Sarah had always been in charge of everything related to all the finances. Mike didn't even really know how well off they were, until he'd gotten older. Sarah always gave to her family first and herself second. She was wise and so very sweet and caring. He swore at the voice in his head silently, wondering why he always had a sister pop into his head when he started to cum. It happened every damn time. He felt like a degenerate pervert. He looked at the clock again. 5:35.

It was going to be a long damn day. He stood and went to the bathroom to shower. After they'd moved out of their parent's old house, Mike made damn sure that they had more than one bathroom. He wasn't going to compete with four other girls time. He still had to share with Beth and Em, but it wasn't as bad as trying to use Danni's. Sometimes it looked like some creature made out of makeup and hairbows had exploded in there. Danni could be such a slob for having such an impeccable body. She'd spend hours on herself and not a minute cleaning anything up. She always had somewhere to go, someone to see, or something to do.

He got in the shower, turning the water to hot. 

She could be a colossal bitch sometimes. He'd never known her to not be calling him or Em something, tossing an insult or a heavy object at him. He wondered if she acted that way around any of her myriad of friends. Was that her role in her group of friends? Was she the tempestuous bitch that could fly off the handle at the drop of a hat? What did those guys she went out with see in her? 

"A nice rack, an exquisite ass, a perfectly toned stomach..."

Besides the obvious, of course. She was definitely hot. That wasn't the point. He shook the thoughts of her out of his head.

He obviously needed to get rid of some of his raging male hormones. He grabbed some shampoo and squirted it in his hands. He started rubbing his dick, trying to concentrate on a fantasy. He quickly became erect and could feel the orgasm easily building in him. The bathroom was filled with the wet sound of his hand pleasuring himself and he desperately prayed that the girls in the house were still asleep or deaf, or both. His thoughts drifted briefly back to Danni, bouncing up and down and up and down... He shook his head, internally scowling at the voice, forcing his thoughts back on the cute redhead in his fantasy. So close now, he could feel it rise in him like a wave, relishing the feel of his first orgasm of the day. 

The voice was biding its time. It knew the perfect time to strike. 

Mike was very distracted at that point and didn't hear the knock at the bathroom door. Emma peeked in, saw that it was her brother and not Beth in the shower and started to pull her head out. Then she heard it. It sounded like something fleshy was rubbing something else fleshy and wet. She put a hand over her mouth, stifling a laugh as well as a cry of surprise, figuring out just what the hell the sound was. She thought briefly about leaving, but a kind of morbid curiosity filled her.

He still didn't hear notice the door had opened. Everything kind of faded out as he started to climax. A thousand tiny sparks went off in his head... and then the voice struck. 

"Oh Danni." 

A streamer of cum shot out and hit the shower wall, while images of Danni bouncing up and down on the diving board, her perky breasts bursting at the small bathing suits she wore, flashed through his head. "Oh fuck me," Mike said out loud as he began to shoot his seed onto the tile in front of him. "Oh Danni," he blurted out as the images continued to flash through his head.

Emma stopped. "Oh Danni?" she thought, suddenly not so mirthfully amused at catching her brother jerking off. Oh Danni? What the fuck was he doing? Was he actually fantasizing about Danni? He hated her. Wait... what the fuck? "Oh MY GOD!" Emma froze as she realized she had spoken out loud, and slapped a hand over her mouth again.

"Damn it to hell, not again," Mike said loudly, mostly at the voice in his head, which incidentally was cackling in glee. Why the hell did he just yell Oh Danni? Damn it to fucking hell. 

"Oh MY GOD!" he heard just outside the shower. He froze. He really hated when images popped into his head when he was coming, and it was always one of his sisters. 

Thinking he had sensed her spying on him, Emma yelped loudly and pulled her head out, slamming the door behind her and running to her room. She dove into her bed and couldn't stop laughing. Great peals of laughter rolled out of her as she desperately tried to smother them under her pillow.

"Oh fuck," Mike groaned. Which one was it? "Please tell me it wasn't Danni." Oh god, oh shit, oh lord, oh no... his brain rambled. What the fuck had just happened? Why the hell did he just blow his load thinking about the one sister he hated? What the fuck was that about?" Mike leaned forward into the stream of water and closed his eyes. He felt like a deranged asshole. "Shit... I must really need therapy." 

He got out, toweled himself off and stomped off to his room to get dressed. 

Just the Six of Us Ch. 02



Author's note: Thanks to ZexWizzard for your edits and suggestions.

Chapter 2

Breakfast started normally enough. Sarah was up, as usual, when he came downstairs in his customary blue jeans and t-shirt. She was making some bacon and eggs, for him he knew. She turned as he reached the bottom step and came over looking concerned.

"I heard you tossing and turning last night, everything okay sweetie?" she said, reaching up and rubbing a hand on his cheek with genuine concern on her face. His gaze drifted lower, settling on her ample rack, her breasts tensed, moving beneath her customary apron, so large and inviting, Just look at that cleavage, it's the Rocky Mountains in there, Oh my god she's not wearing a bra..."

"Mike?" 

"Fine," he said a little too quickly and sat down with a thunk.

"Nightmare?" she said, trying not to let on that she knew he'd been ogling her.

"Yup."

"Wanna talk about it?"

"Nope."

"Eggs and bacon?" she asked, looking at him, still concerned.

Beth was there as well, sitting down and enjoying the smoothie she'd just finishing making. Mike cast a glance at it, and determined that it looked pretty damn good. It was a marvel at how well Beth could cook. She made some marvelous dishes when she could be bothered to. Normal nights, Sarah would do the cooking, but it was always Mike's favorite when Beth volunteered. Beth didn't notice him, or was pointedly ignoring him. Was it her? Oh god she knows and she's going to tell Danni. 'Oh shit oh fuck oh god oh no,' he thought. 

Beth slurped a bit of the purple frothy drink. Mike forced himself to calm down.

"Do you want some of these or not, sweetie?" 

"Sorry, yeah."

"You sure you're ok?"

"Uh...yeah sure, just... bad dreams again."

"Yeah, I know, we established that earlier," she said. She felt a twinge of sympathy for her younger brother. He was obviously horny, a blind woman would be able to sense that. It was positively oozing from him. It was obviously turning him into a drooling idiot, unable to concentrate. She'd have to start wearing a bra in the mornings, maybe encourage the other girls to do the same so it wasn't so hard, on him. She chuckled, 'hard on him' and amended the last part of that thought in her mind, 'difficult' on him.

"Yeah, I um... yeah." 

She was looking at him with genuine concern again. "I'm here if you wanna talk about it." She slid a plate heaping with eggs and bacon on it in front of him. "Eat up."

"Nah, I'm fine," he said, diving into the heaping plate of warm yummy goodness. Danni came bouncing down the stairs. He glanced up at her. She was wearing a sports bra and some work out shorts. Looked like she was gonna go running again and make all the men rushing to work sweat. Mike couldn't help blushing as she came downstairs and he felt his eyes drawn to her breasts as well. Her sports bra definitely wasn't helping, and he wondered why it wouldn't quit slacking and do its damn job. God those jiggling boobs looked so nice, why isn't she yelling at me yet, 'oh god she knows, oh fuck fuck...,' he thought again.

"Grab her tits and run, she'll never catch you,"

As she bounced down the stairs, Mike saw Emma coming down behind him. Danni rounded the table and reached for the blender, still full of Beth's smoothie. She reached for a large glass, inspecting the bottom to see if it was clean.

"Save some for Em," Sarah admonished, seeing Danni start to pour some into the glass. Danni rolled her eyes at her sister. She turned at looked at Mike, shoveling runny eggs, bacon, and toast into his mouth.

"You're gonna start looking like a plate of eggs if you keep eating that many every morning, pigfucker," Danni said, smacking Mike on the back of the head.

"Knock it off, Danni," he warned, not in the mood. "Or, you'll what?" 

"I'll knock you off," he said under his breath. She was facing away from him, taking a long swallow of her smoothie. His eyes drifted downwards towards her perfectly toned ass. It was so damn perfect and round, like an apple. A nice, warm, fleshy apple.

"Bite it"

'I thought we took care of this earlier,' he grumbled internally, and forced his gaze back to his plate of eggs. He inevitably looked back at her, his eyes cold and hateful. At least he hoped that's the look he was conveying. She had such smooth looking skin, it looked like she had spent hours rubbing lotion on it, which she probably had. A thin rivulet of pink froth ran out of her mouth and sped for the finish line down her neck and towards her cleavage. 

"What did you say, Michelle?" That was another of her nicknames for him. Michelle, Mickey, Mikeypoo, shitbag. Oh yeah, she was hilarious. He rolled his eyes at her.

"Be nice," Sarah said.

He glanced over at Emma. She didn't return his look, and was almost pointedly ignoring him for some reason. "Fuck," he thought. That's who walked in on him. Great, it had to be her. He was already dreading the inevitable questions followed by the realization that she could blackmail him. He'd be washing her car by the end of the week, he just knew it.

"You guys wanna do anything today?" Sarah said, looking at the clock.

"I've gotta get the pool and hot tub cleaned and ready to swim in, and mow the lawn," he said, suddenly deciding to work out all his mental issues with some good old hard labor. There was nothing to like taking the edge off a rampaging sex drive like working out in the sun. At least he hoped it would help.

"There's a party tonight at the frat house. I'm gonna go lay out and get nice and bronzed. See if I can't meet a stud tonight." Danni said.

"Or three," Mike said.

Emma giggled across the room, pouring herself some smoothie.

"Fuck you, Mickey."

"No but thanks for the offer, Hoover," he said, but wasn't quick enough to duck the salt shaker she had grabbed and hurled at him. He groaned as it thunked into his chest. She hated it when he called her Hoover, for her tendency to suck on things like a vacuum would. "Strike a little too close to home?" he said, not looking at her. 

"At least I can get a date and don't have to try and hide porn in my room," she said, her voice rising to a yell."

Mike turned red. "Try not to fuck anyone on the way to the party," he yelled at her.

Beth and Em couldn't contain themselves any longer and burst out laughing, Sarah though, had her hands crossed and was giving both Danni and Mike that knock it off look.

"Why don't you go jerk off, you little shit," Danni yelled loudly.

Emma sprayed her smoothie out of her mouth in laughter after hearing her and started to cough wildly. Mike was deep crimson, but knew better than to push his luck and turned to go upstairs. Beth was cackling loudly and even Sarah couldn't help as she cracked a smile and began giggling, though she kept saying "Stop laughing, it's not funny!"

Danni, however, knew when she had him on the ropes. "Maybe if you go with me tonight you can get a little bit of play, see if there are any guys that like you," she yelled at his quickly diminishing form.

After she stopped laughing at Emma, Sarah turned and admonished her sister. "When will you stop being so damned mean to him? Jesus Danni. Sometimes you go too far."

Beth was still laughing, clutching her sides as they began to ache. She always laughed a long time and it didn't look like it was stopping any time soon. She could barely breathe she was laughing so hard. Emma had finally stopped choking on smoothie but she wasn't even close to being finished laughing. Beth had a very infectious laugh and before long all three of her sisters were rolling along with her.

Beth had her head down on the table and her shoulders were rolling with sobs of laughter. Raising her head to inhale deeply, she accidently snorted, drawing more laughter from her three sisters than before. "It wasn't that funny," Sarah said, finally, able to regain her normal mask of composure after several minutes had passed.

Mike trudged upstairs to get some work clothes on. 

"Bitch," the voice said again. 

Mike didn't reprimand it this time since it was right. She was a bitch. A fucking bitch in fact. Well, fuck her. Wait, no. Wrong insult. He sighed, pulling an old shirt over his head, as images of her boobs jiggling while bouncing on the diving board filled his head.

How did she always know how to push his buttons so well? Practice maybe. They were always going at each other like that; Mike winning some, Danni winning more. He always managed to get in a few good hits though, before she threw the inevitable knockout blow. Unfortunately she'd gotten used to the insult 'Hoover', and it wasn't winning any fights for him anymore. He'd have to come up of something else.

He went downstairs and avoided looking into the kitchen. The laughter had died down but he wasn't going to take any chances of starting another volley. All four of them were in there yapping at each other. Why the fuck were they so damn talkative. Mike could spend a week in the house and not say a word. Not his damn sisters though. Yap yap yap blah blah blah fucking blah. Plus, the conversations they had were so damn ridiculous! Hair and makeup, boys, parties, reality television, it was all retarded to him. It was like he was living near a PMS tornado in an estrogen hurricane, desperately trying not to get swept away and still dealing with raging hormones to boot.

His mind began to inevitably replay the events of this morning, the dream, Emma, the shower. FUCK. Why did Danni have to pop into his head when he was masturbating? Fuck her, the nosy slut, always butting in where she wasn't wanted. Damnit, fuck her.

"Yeah, go fuck her" 

"Stop it, damn you. That's so damn wrong!" he'd gotten far too loud now, in his head at least. Why had he felt the need to vocalize her name, and with Emma there! He felt himself getting flustered again and headed to the shed to find the lawn mower. He looked at the sun. It was barely up over the horizon. Screw it if the neighbors get upset. He didn't care if it was early. He bent over to check the gas and oil.

He liked to think that it was an evil presence in his mind that was making him think all of these things. He didn't know if it was really there or if it was a natural part of being a teenager. It had only started causing him grief recently. He'd only started getting interested in girls until he was out of high school. Having your parents die when you are still young does strange things to people. 

All through junior high and high school he hadn't really had a girlfriend. Quite obviously, he wasn't interested in boys but he'd just never really pursued any girls. It wasn't that he wasn't attracted to them or get horny, he was and did. He just turned all that energy behind it to sports. Football, soccer, cross country, track, all of those he could understand. They translated well for him and they were where he had focused most of his frustrations. Bending over, he yanked on the starter cord and the mower roared to life.

College though, was different. He'd gone to a small town high school. Football was everything in Texas. If you didn't play, you didn't exist. If you did, you were popular. If you were good, you became a God among the locals. His sisters were stunned when he'd declined playing college football, though he'd been offered a few scholarships. He'd grown tired of it. He'd decided to put it behind him and focus on getting a degree, finding a good job and his place in the world. He hadn't realized how much of his horny, crazy psyche he'd either repressed or even only restrained through his strenuous sports workout schedule.

He slowly mowed around the small peach tree he'd planted in the backyard for Beth, not wanting to damage the thin layer of bark at the base.

It was like someone had turned on a fire hydrant but only had a water hose to use with it. A sex hydrant, a rampaging sex filled fire hydrant running loose in his brain, continually raping the other loose thoughts in his head. He felt like his head was bursting at the seams and just knew that a horde of little pussies and breasts with arms and legs would burst out if it did, and then run off to go terrorize the neighborhood. Sex was all he thought about. It was all he wanted. He'd never been with a girl, though he'd kissed a few. That was another odd thing about him. Back in high school, being the star wide receiver meant that he could pretty much have any girl he wanted, that wasn't already taken. Plenty tried to give it up for him, but he'd never seemed interested, never seemed like he really cared about it. He'd had a girlfriend in high school, but she was a very religious girl, and didn't really seem to mind that he never wanted to do anything more than make out or maybe grope her boobs a little. It worked out great. They split up after graduation and both went to different Universities. It had been amiable and they still emailed each other from time to time, but he knew there were never any real feelings between them. 

It had been more of a mutually beneficial partnership than anything else. It kept her from having to try to stave off sexual advances from every guy around her, and it kept him from having to come up with reasons for not sleeping with every girl that offered it to him. She liked him much more than he liked her, and she was very good friends with Emma. Still, he did get to cop a few feels, and would get occasional urges to take it further. By the time he'd have the chance to do so, a football game or a track meet would have taken his concentration and all of his focus. They'd been voted 'Most Congenial' in the yearbook. He wondered briefly why they didn't have a 'Most Likely to Masturbate to Your Sister' category. 

Walking over to the gate, he pulled the mower through and headed to the smaller front yard to finish. As soon as he was done mowing and had the mower put up, he trimmed the hedges, used the weed eater up next to the house and around the trees, edged the sidewalks and turned on a few hoses to water the lawn. Heading back into the shed, he grabbed the dip net to start fishing out the leaves from the pool.

The sun was up by now, it had been about 3 hours and it was already getting hot. It looked to be about 11 o clock. Sweat beaded on his forehead and trickled down his neck and chest. The door to the patio opened and Danni came out, followed by Beth, Emma, and finally Sarah, who was carrying a glass of water for him. She always looked out for him. She looked so small and vulnerable, so easily, breakable as she walked towards him. Her breasts were jiggling as she walked. STOP IT.

Danni walked around without saying a word to her brother and pulled her clothes off, revealing that same damned bikini that she always wore. Mike was glad he was wearing sunglasses. Emma was still pointedly not look at him, though, and Mike really couldn't blame her. He felt himself start to blush, but knew the heat of the sun would hide any color that might show up on his face.

"Here sweetie," Sarah said, reaching up and wiping sweat from his face and handing him the water. He downed it in a few gulps. Sarah turned to go back inside, presumably to clean something. Mike watched her until she had gone, her ass bouncing along behind her.

"Thanks," he said turning his attention away from his sisters and back to the pool. He stopped and deciding it was getting entirely too damn hot for a shirt, pulled his off and tossed it aside. Sweat coated his chest and ran down his back. He picked up the dip net again and went back to work.

Emma had definitely been avoiding looking at her brother. She was still trying to process everything that had occurred this morning. She couldn't help but notice as he took off his shirt, how well toned her brother was. He wasn't an overly muscled lummox like most of the guys in college and back in her high school were, or were desperately trying to be. He looked lithe, muscular but not bulging. Suddenly aware that she was ogling her brother, she turned and concentrated on her book. A few minutes later she reached into her towel bag pulled some oil out of it and began to rub it absent mindedly across her body.

"Oh dear god no," Mike said softly to himself as he glanced over and saw his twin rubbing herself down. He quickly turned his back.

Beth and Danni were lying on their backs, eyes covered with shades and bodies covered in oil. Emma lay down beside them to soak in the sun. They all reached beside themselves for magazines as their brother moved slowly around the pool, sweeping leaves out. 

He was methodically moving around the bottom of the pool, scooping out any and everything that had fallen in during the winter and spring. "I should've done this when spring hit," he said aloud, desperately trying to keep the voice quiet. It was screaming "BOOBS" over and over and pounding on his brain with tiny fists. "OVER THERE, BOOBS,"  he couldn't help himself and glanced over, immediately regretting it. 

Danni lay on the left, on a lounge chair in her tiny yellow micro-bikini. Her breasts were smaller than Beth's, but much larger than Emma's. He stared as she laid the magazine in her lap and flipped absently through the pages. Her skin was so shiny and still so soft looking. She must spend hours getting herself to look that good. He changed his mind. She'd always looked that good. She was so damn sexy. If she wasn't his sister, he could easily see fantasizing about her. He could see that her nipples pressing against the tight yellow fabric, seemingly like tiny creatures that were desperate to get out. He wondered how many guys had had them in their mouths. Did she like that, having her nipples nibbled? They seemed to be pressing awfully hard. His eyes widened, they almost looked erect. Holy crap, they were hard! It wasn't cold out, why were her nipples erect? Maybe there was a breeze where they were laying out.

He glanced over at Beth. Her boobs were very large, almost perfect in shape. Every time she moved they would bounce ever so slightly. Why couldn't he have pictured her when he was masturbating? If it had to be a sister that popped into his head, he'd definitely prefer it be Beth. Whereas Danni exuded pure sex, Beth was beautiful, intelligent and wise, but very beautiful; it was just hiding a little bit by what she wore and people how perceived her through her intelligence. He glanced downwards. He could just make out the lips of her pussy through her white bikini bottoms. He wondered if she shaved. 

"What the fuck am I doing," he said loudly. This was Beth that was ogling. Sweet, innocent Beth! He glanced over at his prone sisters. All three had lifted their heads and looked at him curiously. Emma smiled knowingly and suppressed a giggle.

"Dropped some leaves back in the pool," he said, trying to dismiss it. He was immensely grateful when they laid they're heads back down. "Damn it," he muttered, even when he didn't hear the voice, it was still trying to corrupt his thoughts.

He couldn't help but look at his last sister. She was lying on the right, sunlight drenching her nearly naked form. He'd never realized how shapely she was. He was the tallest in the family, followed closely by his twin, and then Beth. Danni and Sarah were both much shorter than him, at least eight to ten inches. Emma came up just to his eyebrows, an inch or so short of six feet. Her blue bikini top was soaked in oil, having been a little overzealous when she was rubbing herself down. He'd never thought of her as being sexy. It was Emma, for Christ's sake. 

He forced himself to look at her objectively, though. She'd almost never had a boyfriend, but he knew she wasn't a lesbian either. He somehow knew that she was still a virgin, 'twin intuition' he guessed. Her breasts were like small apples, not as big as any of her sister's. Her blue bikini top was draped over them, and they sort of disappeared as she lay back. She had to have small nipples, as the top she was wearing barely covered any of her breasts. Danni must have bought it for her. He could see them poking up through the blue fabric, again, seeming to want to try and get free. 




Just the Six of Us Ch. 02



Her ass though, good lord, her ass. While her other sisters all had perfectly fine rumps, Emma's could win a prize. First of all, it was muscular and not all fat and jiggly. She was just as athletic as he was and played a lot of sports. Track, cross country, soccer, all were on her sports resume. She was fast, faster than her brother even, and she loved to run. He loved to run too, but he'd let her pull ahead so he could watch her muscular buttocks flexing and unflexing in front of him. Shaking his head again, he forced his concentration back to the leaves.

Danni couldn't concentrate on her magazine. She kept glancing through her sunglasses at her annoying little shit of a brother. She couldn't believe how angry he could make her. What was it about him that enraged her so? She idly watched as he was scooping the leaves methodically in and out of the pool. It was a little relaxing watching him work. He had a nicely toned body, and she found herself staring whenever he bent over and his back muscles flexed when he lifted the net. His arm muscles corded and flexed as he dumped it into a bucket and then they disappeared, back under that sweaty, man flesh. "Oh my god," she thought, realizing she was watching her annoying little brother. Flustered, she picked up the magazine again and tried to concentrate.

Emma was having a similar problem; her novel wasn't nearly as interesting as watching this sweaty chunk of flesh flexing and working out all over her imagination. 'This is Mike, you dummy, your own twin,' she kept telling herself. She couldn't help but notice the bulge in his pants and couldn't help but wonder exactly what the hell he was staring at to cause that. The memory of the "Oh Danni" incident flashed into her memory just then and caused her to laugh out loud. She pointed to her book as her sisters looked over at her, in order to cover the scene.

Mike scooped the last of the leaves out and went to check the pump and backwash it. Screwing on the drain cap on the bottom of the tank, he switched the lever to the proper setting and flipped the switch. As the pump barked and started coughing, he let his gaze drift back over to his twin. He stared down between her legs. Neatly trimmed of course, not seeing any pubic hairs peeking out. He peered intently down between her thighs, and was just able to make out the lips of her vagina. Which of his sisters shaved, and which were trimmed he wondered? Do they taste different?

"Let's go find out right now" 

The voice shook him out of his daze. The tank was clean, so he turned it off, turned the pump to filter and turned it back on again. The pump sputtered to life and began pumping water through the sand filter. He went to the shed to grab a scoop of shock and a few chlorine pucks.

He'd looked down at the pool and caught sight of the tent that had been pitched in his pants. Hands full, he couldn't really do anything about his dong situation. He hurriedly threw the scoop of shock into the pool and put the chlorine pucks into the strainer. Nonchalantly turning back around he tried to adjust his dick so that it wouldn't look like the Leaning Tower of Weiner and grabbed the hose to wash his hands off. He'd already resolved to jerk off again when he got upstairs, hopefully to someone he wasn't related to.

He was hot though, and deciding quickly he grabbed the hose and held it over his head. Water began to cascade down his sweaty muscled body. Unbeknownst to him, all three sisters slowly craned their heads to the left and stared. He rubbed a hand through his hair to free dirt and grass and sweat from it and gasped as the water cooled and cleaned him. He shook his head vigorously and ran the hose over his chest and armpits, briefly scrubbing them, and then turned and cut off the water.

As he turned around he saw all three sisters, obviously staring at him. He glanced at them, curiously, waiting for a comment from one of them or even all. Finally growing impatient he glared back. "What?" he yelled.

Simultaneously, three heads dove back into magazines and they all chimed, "Nothing."

Rolling his eyes, Mike turned and went inside.

"Stop right there," Sarah said, as he came through the patio door, bringing him a towel. He smiled sheepishly, seeing the puddle of water around his feet.

"Strip," she said, indicating his clothes.

""I'll bring them to you in a second." he said. He didn't want her to be made aware of his boner. It was still hard enough to cut glass, or at least puncture half a dozen things he could think of just off the top of his head alone. 

"Let's go puncture Beth," the voice blurted out. 

"And drip water through the living room, up the stairs and down the hall, I think not bucko, now strip," she said, holding the towel ready.

Seeing he wasn't going to get out of this easily, he unbuttoned his fly and peeled his wet blue jeans off. Wet blue jeans are hard as shit to get off, as he was soon reminded. He pulled at them with one hand, while holding tightly onto his boxers with the other. Not making any progress he let go of his boxers and made an attempt pulling with both hands.

Sarah, genuinely trying to be helpful, leaned down and pulled on the sides of his pants, which then immediately began to slide, and with a sudden wet *slosh* his pants did come off, completely down both legs. But unfortunately, right along with his boxers. Acutely aware that he was now naked, and his erection was free and pointing directly where it morally shouldn't be, he began to turn and cover himself.

Sarah, being directly in the line of fire, never had a chance. Mike's dick hit her square in the face as he tried to turn around. It hit her in the nose and grazed off her open lips as she tried to pull her head up out of the way. Throwing herself off balance as a result, she fell back onto her butt as she slapped a hand over her mouth.

"That was awesome"

"Ohmygodimsosorry," she blurted through her hand, not being able to help herself and staring at her wildly dancing brother who was desperately trying to hide his erection. "You could have said, something... about... your... situation. Oh my goodness sweetie, here," she said finally offering him the towel. He ripped it from her grasp and around his body in a frenzy and bolted upstairs. 

"Wow," Sarah said after a few seconds of stunned silence.



Just the Six of Us Ch. 03



Author's note: This piece was particularly fun to write, as you'll soon see. Thanks again to ZexWizzard for your edits and suggestions.

Chapter 3

Mike had run upstairs and sat down on his bed, waiting for his embarrassment to subside. He looked down inspecting his rigidity, but it didn't look to be going anywhere soon. "Dead kittens, monkeys brains, clowns," Mike said, concentrating. Then, opening his eyes to take another look, he scolded, "Damn it." It actually looked harder. Knowing what he'd have to do, he reached into the drawer next to his bed to grab the bottle of lotion he kept close.

He squirted some on his hand and stood, looking for something to ejaculate into. He grabbed a towel off his desk and glanced outside. His three sisters were still sunning their already tanned bodies outside. "Oh god," he said, as he felt arousal rumble throughout his loins, it actually jumping up a notch after looking at his sisters. With a curious look on his face, he quickly opened up a webpage and clicked around for some porn. A pretty blonde with pigtails and cum on her face popped into view. "Perfect," he said and started to furiously rub his engorged member. A wet *squish, squish* noise quietly filled his room once again. He continued to rub, waiting... and waiting... and waiting. What the hell? Damn it, the pretty blonde wasn't going to do it this time.

Danni was rubbing more oil on her stomach. His dick jumped. Sighing and resigning himself to his fate, he grabbed his cock and slowly to massage its length. She moved up and rubbed oil on her breasts, her hand briefly travelling below the top and then back up again. She adjusted them and let them fall back down. He could feel it building up within him.

"Mike," said a voice behind him. He froze. 

"Sweetie, turn around." It was Sarah. He didn't fucking move. 

He heard a click as the door closed and another as it locked. "I'm not trying to embarrass you and I'm not going to scold you. Please, turn around so I can talk to you." 

His head dropped and he slowly turned, dick in hand, expecting a burst of uncontrollable laughter . "I'm...I'm," he stuttered. He felt like crying, he was so embarrassed.

Sarah didn't scold him, though. She was too good of a person for that.

"Stop, you don't have to be embarrassed, sweetie. Masturbation is as natural as... as...," she had a caring look on her face as he glanced at her. "Well, even I do it pretty regularly. Probably not as much as you, and usually not in the middle of the day, and certainly not with any thoughts toward one of our sisters, but I still do it all the same."

Mike's face was burning. He'd never been so humiliated. He felt like crawling in a hole and dying.

"Sweetie, talk to me."

"What do you want me to say? This is the ultimate embarrassment. First the downstairs incident, and now getting caught by my sister while imagining my other sisters."

"I'm sorry that I forced you to get undressed and caused you to... well... you know."

"Hit you in the face with my dick," Mike finished for her.

"Precisely yes, thank you. It's okay sweetie, I'm not angry."

"I know, this is just... a little awkward."

"Can we talk about it? You'll feel better."

"I'd rather just hide in here for about a year," he said with a glance, but then realized that she was obviously not going anywhere until this was resolved to her satisfaction.

"Why are you masturbating to your sisters? I'm only assuming you were since you were at the window."

"I don't really know," he answered. It just kind of happened. I was jerking off in the shower this morning and she just kind of popped in my head and wouldn't leave. It was very, intense."

"Who is she? Beth?"

Mike slowly shook his head. "Danni," he admitted, his face burning.

"Danni? Really?"

Mike looked up and saw that she had a puzzled look on her face. 

"What's wrong with Danni? She's hot," he couldn't believe he was defending her.

"Nothing, it's just I figured..."

"What?"

"Well, Beth's just got much bigger boobs than the rest of us, and she's so beautiful when she lets herself be. I don't know, I just figured if you were gonna jerk off to one of your sisters, it'd be her, or Emma maybe."

"I don't do this, I've never done this," Mike said, feeling exasperated. He looked down at his cock again. It was still at full mast and demanding someone pay attention to it. "I was showering this morning and trying to get rid of some frustration or hormones or whatever, and I... when I finished... Danni just wouldn't get out of my head," he confessed, leaving out the screaming "Oh Danni" part and Emma witnessing the event.

"Sweetie, everyone has weird shit pop into their head when they masturbate. It's natural, nothing to feel bad about." She was trying to look him in the eyes, but he was desperately looking anywhere but at her face. Her gaze kept drifting back down to his painful looking erection.

"Mike."

"What," Mike said, flustered.

"How are you still erect? It's been like that since you came inside, and that was like ten minutes ago. Is it gonna, you know, go away? It's starting to look a little painful. I mean, can't you just, I dunno, not think about sex?"

He looked at her, briefly amused. Her eyes were travelling from his penis back up to his face, though they kept drifting back down to his crotch. He felt like a pervert, seeing his sweet, older sister staring at his crotch. "I doubt it, it's like it has a mind of its own," he grumbled, no longer amused.

"Why don't you look at something on the computer to um, well, you know..."

"To help me get rid of this damn thing," he finished for her.

"Yeah," she said, offering a smile.

"It won't help, I tried, obviously," he said pointing at his computer screen.

He felt dirtier than he already did as she leaned over and clicked on a few pictures. "Wow," she said. "I like that one," she said, indicating a picture of two beautiful lesbians locked in a sixty-nine.

"Sarah!" Mike said, surprised.

"Sorry sweetie, it's just a little, um... hard, to concentrate."

He rolled his eyes and looked away.

"How about fantasizing about something?"

He looked at her like she was growing a horn out of her face. "I'd just have Danni pop back into my head."

"Why Danni?" she asked, suddenly very inquisitive. "Is Beth in there anywhere? Emma?"

Mike groaned and rolled to the side. "This is the worst day I've had in a long time."

"I'm sorry sweetie, I was just curious. I'm only trying to help."

"You're all in there somewhere. It's happened before," he finally admitted. "I think I've got an evil subconscious, or something. It causes this shit to pop into my head at the last moment, right before I ejaculate."

"All of us?" Sarah asked, a curious little grin on her face.

Mike started turning red again. "Yes."

"So you..."

Mike saved her the pain of saying it.

"Yes, you pop in there too, more than the others, in fact."

"I do?" she said, shocked.

Mike nodded. 

"Why?"

He shrugged weakly, "I don't really know why any of my sisters pop in there."

"But, I'm not gorgeous like Beth, or sexy like Danni, or have Emma's cute little ass."

Mike looked at her incredulously. "Emma's cute little ass?"

"Don't tell me you haven't noticed her ass."

"Well, of course I've noticed, but I didn't think..."

"What, that I'd know that one of my sisters had a nice ass?"

Mike was beginning to wonder if he knew Sarah at all. She was looking at him again.

"Yes, they are all very sexy." he said, but then added, "But you just seem so perfect, and you are sexy too, and pretty, and so kind."

"You really think I'm pretty?" She looked shocked.

Mike nodded again, then looked up and stared directly at her. He looked a little ridiculous at that moment he was sure, pecker hard as steel and his oldest sister trying to comfort him. "I'm sorry."

"For thinking about me when you masturbate?" 

Mike nodded again. "That and..." he gazed down at his hard-on

"I," she started. "I think it's flattering. I don't know, I suppose if you have to think of something, I don't mind it being me."

"You don't?" It was Mike's turn to look surprised.

"No," she shook her head, "but you have to tell me something."

"Okay...," he said looking at her curiously.

"What do you find sexy about me?" She was biting her lip nervously, and he suddenly became afraid that he'd say the wrong thing.

"Complement her breasts"

"Well, um," he began, trying to figure out what it was that turned him on so much whenever she popped into his head. He sat back a second and tried to figure out what she was doing whenever she appeared the last time he'd achieved orgasm, and then remembered about Captain Super Dong in his lap and quickly leaned forward.

"I've got a thing for shorter girls, I suppose. I really like the way your breasts look in your apron, and when you are wearing shirts like that one," he nodded at her chest. She glanced down and grinned back up at him. She was obviously enjoying this. 

"What else?"

"Well, I like the way, you wash dishes."

She looked at him like he said he liked it when she took a dump.

"When I wash dishes?"

"You are just so concentrated on your work; sometimes I just sit and watch you. You move around and your boobs wiggle beneath the apron; it seems like you never want to wear a bra. Not that I mind," he added quickly and lowering his gaze to hide his smile. He glanced back up at her a second later; she was smiling like someone had just given her flowers.

"Go on," she said softly.

"What else do you wanna know?" he asked, starting to get embarrassed again. "I like the way your butt looks when you fold clothes and the way you curl your toes when you are reading on the sofa or watching tv. I like the way you brush your hair from your face whenever you're concentrating on something. You are just so, damned..." he searched for the right word, "delectable!"

"Delectable?" she couldn't contain her smile. "That's so very sweet, Mike."

"So how do I look when you, you know..." she said, hoping he'd finish her thought for her. He wasn't going to make it easy on her though, and sat looking at her.

"...when you masturbate. How do I look when you masturbate," she said finally leaving her tentative shyness behind.

He giggled at her for a second. "The last time it happened and you popped in my head, you were standing at the sink, wearing nothing but an apron and doing dishes. You were turned around and you had one finger dipping sexily into your mouth."

"Wow, and that worked for you?"

"Ohhhh yeah." Mike said, "I get that one a lot."

"A lot? How often do you jerk off?"

Mike blushed. "Somewhere around 5 or 6 times a day, maybe more."

"Holy shit Mike!" She was taken aback. He felt like a freak, a crazy meat slapping perverted freak. 

"Jeez, that's a lot." she exclaimed, "Sweetie, how can you handle it that much?" 

"I have to! Sex is all I think about, and I do mean ALL I ever think about! If I don't, I can't even think straight. Especially around this house, with Beth's beautiful tits staring at me all the time, or Danni shaking her rump around the house, or your sweet face and perfect breasts poking me in the chest whenever I'm hugging you, and Emma's luscious curves and ass."

"Yeah, you sure do seem to like those hugs a lot, and its easy to see why now." she said, with a wry grin.

He smiled, blushing slightly. "I can't help it. You girls are driving me insane. I know you are my sisters and its wrong, but that's why it's so damn exciting. You have no idea the effect you have on me and my... situation."

"Wow," she repeated, "I'm flattered now that I know how attractive you find me."

"Really, you aren't repulsed by all of... this?" he said, gesturing to himself.

She smiled and shook her head. "So um, how are you going to get rid of that... monster?" she asked quietly, giggling at her choice of words.

"I don't know if it's a monster, but thanks anyways. I'm hoping it will just go away eventually, on its own." but the look on his face didn't convey very much faith in that idea.

"Well you can always..."

He looked at her, she looked nervous. She was probably afraid that his dick would suddenly try to eat her.

"Nom nom nom" 

"Do you want..."

He looked at her curiously again. She was biting her lip nervously and fiddling with her nails.

"Um, do you want some... help?"

"Sarah!"

"What? You are my brother and I love you! I don't like to see you so uncomfortable. If you are really jerking off that much, then you are obviously overwhelmed with all these hormones!" She had her hands on her hips now and looked like she was trying to scold him, "I take care of you in every other way, what's wrong with taking care of you in that way."

"SARAH!"

"Mike, come on, I was just asking if I could help you, I didn't say that we'd drop to the floor and I'd let you fuck my brains out."

"Jeez Sarah!" He'd never heard her talk like that, and it was definitely not helping to diminish his erection."

"Calm down Mike," she replied laughing.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He opened them again and she was still staring at him, waiting for an answer. He rubbed his face with his lotion free hand, finally conceding that he couldn't make himself disappear just by willing it.

"What did you have in mind?" he asked.

She hadn't thought that far ahead. She looked around her, as if she'd find a blowup sex doll somewhere around his room. "Well um, would you like me to..."

He didn't drop his gaze. After a few agonizing seconds he asked, "To do what?"

"To let you look at me?" she said, giggling as she saw his overzealousness.

"You'd do that for me?" he asked, a little too enthusiastically.

"Sure I would, sweetie," she smiled sweetly at him again. "Why don't you lie back on the bed?"

The part of Mike's brain that usually didn't speak directly to him, the moral side, suddenly woke up at that point and wondering just what the hell was going on. The voice sucker punched it, knocking it out again.

She stood and went over to the window, glancing to make sure the other three were still outside sunbathing. Reaching up, she pulled both of the blinds shut and slowly turned around. 

"Can you still see me well enough?"

Mike nodded, a little too enthusiastically. She came and stood at the end of his bed. He was lying down in the middle with his feet hanging off the end and his head on his pillow. His dick was an angry red tower in the middle of his sheets. 

She slowly reached up and undid the top button on her shirt. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, threatening to pop out and fall to the floor. It didn't, thankfully, realizing it was still needed to continue pumping blood to the pulsing tower between his legs. 

Her hands moved to the second button, he could see the space between her breasts, soft and tender and kissable. She moved her hands lower and undid the third button, never taking her eyes from her brother, who had slowly begun to massage his erection again. As she undid the last button, she pulled her shirt open and Mike was afforded his first full unobstructed view of her impressive breasts. They were pale, as she was usually too busy for anything as frivolous as laying out in the sun. They were larger than Danni's and nearly as big as Beth's. 

"Like what you see?" she asked, just a little nervously. Her eyes looked down, unable to look him in the face. She seemed ashamed of her body, almost embarrassed. Mike couldn't make his mouth work correctly, so he nodded his head like a puppy would. Seeing her smile as she saw him nodding so fervently, lit up his entire world.

As her breasts spilled free and Mike stared at them for the first time, he sighed audibly, like a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders. They seemed so perfect, round and pale, nipples small and erect. Was she getting turned on as well? They looked like they were very bouncy and had almost no sag to them. They actually seemed perfect to him, for lack of a better word.

"Wow," he said. "God you are so damn hot."

"Ok," she said blushing and rolling her eyes, "you don't have to sweet talk me you big smoothie."

"No, I mean it, sis. You are," he looked up at her and directly into her eyes, "perfect."

She smiled, blushing. "You're very sweet, Mike." She smiled as he looked at her inquisitively. She nodded at him, "You can touch me."

His heart was pounding like a hammer in his chest. He slowly leaned forward and wrapped an arm around her hip, pulling her close to him. She accommodated him by straddling both of his legs, sitting down on his upper thighs.

"That's not hurting you, is it?" she asked him softly.

"It's fine." It could've been evil monkeys hammering razor blades into his skin and he wouldn't have moved her. Gingerly he reached out, running his hand along her face. Skin so soft, smooth, God she was so beautiful. He had a sudden urge to kiss her. So gently running his hand along her cheek, he leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers. They were moist, warm, and parted easily, allowing him in. He probed gently with his tongue, feeling hers, warm and soft, yielding. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him deeper, pulling his head closer to hers and gently probing his mouth with her tongue. He moaned softly and she smiled as she kissed him. He looked down as she kept kissing, moving gently to his cheek. Her breasts were so close to him, he slowly ran a hand down her shoulder. She arched her back in anticipation of his touch, and slowly his hand closed around her orb. She moaned audibly as he leaned in and began to kiss her neck, then lower, down her neck and to her chest. He pulled back and stared at her breasts, going over every freckle, and every bump, his hands moved gently over her nipples, pinching and rolling them beneath his fingers. 

He looked so adorable, like he was enamored with her boobs. It was almost like they were the first pair he'd ever touched. It was so erotic having him pay so much attention to her breasts, most boys never did that. They liked hers of course, but they usually played with them a little, and then charged screaming for home plate... God, she was getting so wet. Little sighs and moans found their way from her lips to his ears, spurring him on. He marveled at how much smaller she was compared to him. She fit so easily inside his arms, it felt like he was protecting her from something, having her there, kissing her neck and hearing her enjoying every little kiss and touch. He felt like he could stay there for hours holding her, feeling her being protected by him for once.

He moved from one side of her body to the other, just staring, touching, and inspecting every inch of her perfect breasts. He glanced up at her briefly, and seeing her smile, gingerly leaned his head in and licked his sister's nipple as softly as he could manage. She arched her back again and involuntarily scooted closer to him, eager to get her nipple closer to his tongue. She felt her own tongue playing around the outside of her mouth, trying to convince his own what to do to her eagerly awaiting nipples. 

She moaned louder as he finally sucked the entire nipple into his mouth, running his entire tongue along the top of it as if it were a large scoop of vanilla. He smelled so good, his hair still sticky with sweat, his muscles warm from the sun outside. It was so intoxicating, feeling the he way licked and sucked so many parts of her breasts. He moved from one breast to the other, planting a thousand gentle kisses on the flesh in between.

"You don't have to focus on the nipple, unless that's what you like. Kissing any part of a woman's breast can feel nice," she said, sighing deeply and desperately trying to concentrate. "Then again, I'm not complaining with the job you are doing." She couldn't suppress the moan that escaped her lips a few seconds later as he drew the first nipple back in his mouth again, sucking, a little too hard at first, but then gently releasing as he felt it swell underneath his tongue. 




Just the Six of Us Ch. 03



"Throw her down and fuck her"

Mike ignored the voice, determined it wasn't going to spoil this moment, for either of them.

Slowly, he worked his way tenderly up her neck, kissing a thousand times every few inches, or so it felt to her. He moved from her neck to her jaw line, gently pressing his lips to her silken skin, moving toward the front of her jaw, to her chin and back around to the other side. Her mouth was open and small whimpers would waft out every few seconds. He kissed from the bottom of her jaw upwards, slowly towards her earlobe, taking it in her mouth, still fondling and pinching her nipples, eliciting small gasps and cries. 

"Oh God, Mike." She pressed her body fully up against his and reached down, sandwiching her arm between them and gently resting her hand on his cock. He gasped, twitching suddenly at her touch. He grabbed the back of her head and pulled her in for a deeper kiss, amazed at how wonderful it felt to be embracing his older sister. His older SISTER, and she had her wrapped around his shaft. It felt so exciting, so dirty, so bad. A tingly shudder worked its way up his spine as she gently rubbed his cock up and down between them. 

She pressed herself forward slowly, feeling her pussy lips finally start to press against the iron rod sticking between them. She was still wearing shorts and underwear, but they weren't anywhere near thick enough to dampen the sensation she was feeling. Lightning shot through her body as she slowly began to rock him backwards and rub her clitoris onto his cock through her shorts. Lips locked together, they slowly fell backwards until she was astride him, gently rocking back and forth, softly rubbing his cock with her hand and his face with the other. He had both arms locked fiercely around her body and his hands were deeply meshed with her long hair.

"Oh God, Oh God," She began to gasp, "Mike!" As she cried out his name, an orgasm began to course through her. She hadn't realized that he'd turned her on so much. She definitely hadn't expected that orgasm. She shuddered up and down on him, still stroking his cock and kissing him deeply. She heard him gasp and cry out, "Sarah, oh my... yes..."

Warm semen hit her breasts, her stomach, and coated her fingers. He was involuntarily thrusting forwards, driving her orgasm further. "Oh Mike, yes sweetie. Yes, cum for me. That's it sweetie. That's it. Oh God, I'm coming... yes."

Mike pushed his head further into his pillow, arching his back as he began to shoot out on his stomach, on hers, on her breasts, her hand. She lay there moaning a few more minutes as her orgasm ran its course, then lay still, collapsing on to his chest. A few seconds passed before she could raise her head. She smiled up at him as he stared at her. He lifted a hand and ran it along her cheek, brushing her hair out of her face.

"Hi," she said smiling at him, sweetly, then laying her head back down. A few long moments passed as they quietly enjoyed the feeling of their bodies against one another. 

"I have to tell you something, but I don't want you to get a big head about it or anything."

Mike grinned, "Let me guess, you're pregnant."

She burst out laughing and slapped him a few times on the shoulder, pushing herself up a bit. "No, you big idiot." She fit him with a stare that said, 'I'm being serious with you now, so pay attention.'

"That was so... HOT," she said loudly, giggling again, "and oh my God, Mike, where did you learn to kiss like that? That was very, very erotic. I don't know if I've ever cum that hard in my life."

"Really?" he said. He felt like standing on the bed and flexing as hard as he could and doing the Ace Ventura 'Oh Yeah Can You Feel That' celebration dance, but he wisely thought better of it.

"Me either," he agreed finally. "It was just so exciting, feeling like we were being so naughty, you know? I can't believe this happened! I know normal porn definitely won't work anymore though. God I feel naughty."

"I know," she said, then turned to look at him quickly, "but I'm definitely glad we did it."

"So what happens now?" he asked. "Is it going to be weird between us?"

"Fuck Her"

"Mike, listen," she said, turning to him, taking a very direct approach. "I'm your sister, first and foremost. I love you no matter what. I have absolutely no problem with what just went on between us." She had propped herself up on her elbows now. "If you do, then we can pretend this never happened and go back to being plain old siblings."

"I don't know if I'd ever forget this," he smiled.

"I don't mind helping you with your homework, laundry, or anything else, so I liked being able to help you with this and clear you mind. Even if it's only going to be for an hour before you start getting built up again."

"Sarah, I'm not saying I regretted it, I just don't want you to be, different to me now that this has happened. I don't want it to ruin our relationship. That was the first time anyone has ever... done that for me."

"Really?" she asked, genuinely surprised. "I wouldn't have guessed that. You seem like you know what you are doing, especially in the foreplay area. You have a very um, persuasive tongue," she said with a cute embarrassed laugh.

He turned a little red at that, "I just, never really had the opportunity for any of this. You just made it so warm and special. You were just so easy to... figure out, you know. It was like I already knew where to kiss, and where to touch." She smiled and felt her heart thump a little faster at his innocence and shyness. She leaned up and kissed his forehead again.

"Well, I'm glad I could be your first then." 

"My first?" he asked,

"Yeah silly, your first hand job," she smiled at him. "You gonna be ok?"

"Hell yes," Mike said, stretching.

"Well, you know where to come if you need any more help."

Mike gaped at her, a look of genuine surprise on his face.

"What?" she asked. "You didn't really think this would be the only time, did you? That was way too much fun not to do again."

Mike could feel his heart do a somersault.

She patted his stomach, "We'd better get moving, this would be very difficult to explain, and we definitely don't need to give Danni anymore ammunition against you. Of course," she quickly reached down and grabbed his cock, giving it a quick kiss, "you could always just flash this monster at her. She'd start fucking you so quick, your head would spin."

"Sarah!" he yelled at her, shocked. "She's my sister!" He hit her with a pillow.

"What the hell am I, you big dummy?"

"You know what I mean," he said, scowling.

She cackled and rolled completely off of him. She quickly reached down and grabbed her shirt, pulling herself together quickly and heading to the bathroom to wash up. 

Just as she was leaving the room, Mike looked over at her and whispered to her, "Sarah, I really meant what I said. You really are very beautiful, and exciting."

"I know you were, sweetie, but it means a lot to hear you say it." She turned and blew him a kiss, wiggling her butt at him as she shut the door behind her.

Mike lay back on his bed, naked and closed his eyes. 'No voice," he thought, drifting to sleep. He dozed off quickly, and there were no nightmares.



Just the Six of Us Ch. 04



Thanks to ZexWizzard again for your edits and suggestions, and all the extra help you gave to this chapter as well.

Chapter 4

Mike slept as well as he had in ages. So well in fact that he slept through lunch, and nearly through supper. He tossed fitfully in his sleep, dreaming again. He was being chased by a little horde of walking breasts. They were chanting something at him.

"Mike."

"Mike!"

"MIKE!" Emma finally smacked him in the face lightly, "Wake up." 

"I SWEAR TO GOD I DIDN'T FUCK HER," Mike yelled, as he sat bolt upright in bed. He looked around. He was covered with a sheet. Sarah must have come in earlier to check on him. He would have started to drift back into the haze and thought about what had happened between them, but there was someone else in his bed at that moment, laughing her ass off. He could hear the voice in his head giggling uncontrollably, as well.

Emma was rolling around on his bed next to him, covering her mouth and cackling. A few minutes passed before she could stop herself from laughing. "Oh god, my stomach hurts now. Holy crap that was funny." 

Mike wasn't nearly as amused as his sister so obviously was. "Keep laughin', Em, keep laughin'."

Her laughter finally stopped, and she gazed over at her scowling brother, "C'mon Mike, that was hilarious," she shoved her shoulder into him. "What the hell were you dreaming about?"

"Clowns," he lied, wrapping the sheet around him and yanking it out from under her.

"Was it Danni?" she said, standing and bolting out of the room.

"NOT FUNNY," he yelled after her.

She peeked her head back in the door, "By the way, supper's almost ready. Beth cooked. A smile shot across his face and he looked up at her. She had an imaginary head in her hands and was making out with the air, making exaggerated faces and kissing sounds. He threw a shoe at her.

"Oh Danni!" she yelled, slamming the door shut as the shoe impacted into it. He could hear her giggling all the way down stairs. 

Yeah, he'd be washing her car by the end of the week. He groaned, thinking about how much she'd dirty it up for him. He reached for some clean clothes, got dressed and headed down stairs. Beth was actually cooking something, it looked and smelled Italian. He knew better than to suggest that it was plain old spaghetti though.

He glanced around the room, Danni was sitting on the couch in the den, watching TV. Emma had gone in there with her, lazing around on the couch. Sarah came out of the washroom then, and caught his eye for a second. His eyes immediately began to roam over her, stopping at her pendulous breasts. He tore his eyes off, afraid someone would see, and would somehow know what happened between them. She saw his look and shuffled quickly in, heading over to Beth.

Beth looked at him, "Mike, would you mind getting me the heavy cream out of the fridge? Mike? MIKE?"

He snapped his head around and looked at her, "Yeah, sorry, heavy cream. Got it."

He went to the fridge and grabbed the cream for her, walked over and slid it on the counter to her. She was peeling some kind of vegetable and her ass was jiggling as she vigorously moved the sharp peeler over the skin. God, Beth was so hot, how did she never have a boyfriend? 

Sarah moved next to him. He glanced over; her breasts were visible beneath her apron. She leaned forward and the apron bunched up as she leaned over the counter, her breasts pushing forward and her cleavage multiplying. She'd done that on purpose. He looked away, Beth's breasts were even more visible. She was wearing a low cut, lacy white top, her breasts bouncing every time she moved. He felt like dying, standing between these two giant pairs of breasts, trying to smother him in their fleshy, sexy, wanton sexuality.

"Mike, can you come grab something for me in the washroom?" Sarah asked sweetly, "I can't reach it." 

Glad to be out of the breast-laden kitchen, Mike quickly followed his eldest sister out to the small washroom, just behind the kitchen. She quickly pushed him up against the washer and planted a deep, unbelievably deep, "my god she's got a long tongue...,"  he thought. 

"Mike," she said, breaking the kiss. "I'm sorry, you just looked so sweet standing over there, all conflicted and horny and staring at my breasts and Beth's. I just couldn't stand it."

She ran her hand along his back and along the seat of his pants. Tingles shot up and down his body, and he could feel Old Faithful starting to rumble.

"Sweetie, you've got to get a grip. You can't feel so uneasy around us. We're just girls. I'm trying to get you used to the sight of breasts around you. I know it's not easy with them in your face all the time, but I'm trying to make it easier on you."

She ran her hand along the side of his pants and to the front. "That's really not helping," he said.

"I think it will... eventually," she purred at him, staring up at him with her beautiful doe eyes. Unblinking, she slowly dropped to her knees.

"Sarah, our sisters are in the NEXT ROOM."

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Then we're better be quick and quiet," she said, grinning up at him with a wicked smile.

"Please Sarah, I can't do this here!" he barked, standing and gently pushing passed her. It looked like his pants were smuggling a rocket when he opened the door and went back in, sitting down at the table and waiting for supper.

Beth was still at the stove, doing something to her sauce. Mike was just starting to feel his hard-on subside when she started bringing over her meal. 

"Time to eat you guys," she called to everyone.

Chairs were shuffled and the meal was distributed, and everyone sat down for a delicious supper. It was relatively quiet in the room, save for forks and knives spearing vegetables, clanking against plates, glasses being refilled with tea. It was a subdued, peaceful dinner. Kinda.

Mike felt like his sisters were deliberately taunting him with their flesh. Emma had on a white t-shirt, her relatively small but adorable cleavage clearly visible as her shirt dipped low. They didn't really jiggle, they weren't nearly big enough, but they did slightly shift whenever she moved. 

Sarah had a bemused smile on her face. Mike could tell that she would be hell to deal with. She kept her eyes down for most of the meal, but did flash them upwards at him a few times. He tried in vain to stare at his plate, but even the vegetables reminded him of body parts. Sarah took a carrot into her mouth and slowly sucked it in, raising her eyes and winking at Mike. She was definitely having way too much fun, tormenting him. 

Beth, not really knowing what effect she was having on her poor brother, was the worst for him. She lifted a food-filled fork to her mouth and a noodle dropped directly down the cleavage of her low cut shirt. Not thinking anything of the act, she lifted her left breast where the noodle had hit first and licked the creamy sauce off, then repeated the move with the other breast, then fished the noodle out, pulling her top down and fishing around in her bra, jiggling her boobs around entirely too much.

"Ohhhhhhh yeahhhhhhh."

Mike's eyes were as large as dinner plates, and he nearly choked on a carrot. Sarah and Emma started laughing, Danni was desperately trying not to snort her food. 

"Beth!" Sarah blurted out between giggles.

"What?" she asked, looking at her, honestly not knowing what was so funny.

Sarah was laughing again and had to point at Mike.

"What's wrong, honey?" Beth asked him, "Is your food okay?"

"It's great, no problem at all," Mike said quickly, staring down at his plate. He couldn't help it, he glanced over again, and he could still see the wet spot where her tongue was.

"Pervert," Danni said, looking at him with a wicked smile. He knew he'd just given her ample ammunition for their next fight.

Deciding he'd had enough of family time at the dinner table, Mike quickly wolfed down the rest of his meal and washed his plate in the sink. He turned and immediately went upstairs.

He heard them talking below him. He groaned and slapped his forehead when he heard Beth's customary, "Ohhhhhh," as someone finally told her what went on.

He briefly considered looking for his own place, somewhere away from all the vaginas and boobs that were constantly tormenting him. He resolved to spend the rest of the evening in his room.

Later in the evening, he came down stairs and went to sit in the den to watch television. Sarah was somewhere else, probably doing laundry or something, and Beth was upstairs in her room. Emma and Danni had gone out to the frat party. Mike rolled his eyes at the thought. 

He hated frat parties. It reminded him too much of his high school days. He'd never had fun at them, and always saw them as an excuse to get drunk and act like a shit-head. He couldn't stand not feeling in control and that's all partying at a frat house was. It was a bunch of drunk idiots groping each other while shitty music played way too loud over blown out speakers. 

There was a good show television, so he stopped flipping through the channels and scooted down in the couch, trying to get more comfy. He was just getting into the show when his cell phone rang. Annoyed he pulled it out and looked at it. Emma-Cell, flashed in blue on the screen. "Shit, probably got a flat or something," he grumbled. He flipped it open, "Yeah?."

"Mike, something's wrong."

He froze. She sounded scared, and the sound of her voice began to worry him.

"Calm down Emma, tell me what's wrong."

"I can't find Danni."

Mike felt and involuntary shiver go up his spine.

"Are you okay? Are you safe?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine, but I can't find her anywhere! I'm starting to get worried, Mike. She was talking to a few guys and they went off somewhere and now I can't find her. I called her cell-phone and she's not answering. She wouldn't do that Mike, we all have to answer," Emma really was scared, he could hear it in her voice.

"Are you at the frat house?"

"Yes, I'll meet you out front."

"Be there in five."Mike jumped up off the couch, yelling for Sarah, and charged up the stairs.

"SARAH."

"Whats wrong Mike?" she yelled coming out of the washroom and standing at the bottom of the stairs. Beth had come out of her room, wearing a night shirt and holding a thick novel. 

"Something's wrong, Emma can't find Danni and I'm going to go help look."

"Oh, no," Beth said, tears welling up in concern for her sister.

"Beth, it's going to be okay, I'm gonna go find her," Mike said, turning to her and trying to speak slowly and calmly.

"I'm coming with you." Sarah said, pulling on some shoes.

Mike knew it was useless to argue. He finished pulling on his steel-toe work boots and threw a t-shirt on. Grabbing his keys, he rushed downstairs, passed Sarah and out the front door, towards his truck parked on the street. He opened the passenger door for Sarah, and glanced back ensuring that she was behind him. He leapt around his truck and jumped inside, the engine roaring to life. Tires squealed and he took off.

The only thing said on the way there was Sarah, who was softly whispering, "Please God, not again, not again."

Mike's heart sank, he knew this must be rough on her. She was the one that had to deal with their parent's death after that asshole drunk driver plowed into them, she'd been the one to deal with all the death arrangements, she'd been the one to take over the mantle of parent to four kids when she was still not much more than a mature teenager herself.

"It's gonna be okay, Sarah," Mike said, leaning over and grasping her hand.

They pulled up to the frat house four minutes and seven seconds later. Mike hopped out and glanced around for his twin. He spotted her walking towards them through the parking lot. She'd been crying, and it broke his heart to see her so upset.

"Where did you see her last?" he asked quickly.

Seeing Sarah, she started to cry again, "She's inside somewhere Mike." 

Turning, Mike made a beeline for the door. There was a guy standing there watching the door, letting people out, but not many back in. There definitely weren't any guys going in. Rolling his eyes, Mike walked up to him. "I know you're not letting anymore guys in, but I need to find my sister, and she's in there. That's all I'm here for. If I'm not back in ten minutes with her, you can whip my ass." 'Or try', is what he was actually thinking. 

The guy looked at him briefly, "ten minutes," and looked at his watch.

Mike went inside and was immediately disgusted. It was just like high school. Drunken guys hanging all over drunken girls who were both making fools of themselves and acting like children trying to act grown up. He hated places like this. He wasn't here to reminisce about how much this sucked though, and quickly scanned the room looking for Danni's brown locks. He felt a hand on his shoulder. It was Emma and Sarah behind her. Emma looked like she had composed herself.

"What was she wearing," he turned and had to yell at Emma for her to hear.

"Her red dress," she yelled back. 

'Damn it.' he thought. He automatically knew the one. He turned and got both of his sisters' attention. He pointed at both of them and pointed to one side of the room, and then he pointed at himself and pointed to the other and then up the stairs.

"Don't worry," he mouthed at them. The bottom floor was a bust, she wasn't anywhere. She had to be upstairs. He followed the small line up the stairs and stood, staring when he reached the top. There was a loft with a pool table, with a line of small rooms off to one side and a hallway that curved around to the other. Mike figured he knew where she'd be. If she was just fucking some asshole, he really would consider killing her. He began to check rooms, but didn't have any luck with any of the smaller ones. 

"Damn it to hell, Danni," he said. Where the fuck was she? He saw a drunk frat guy come around the corner of the cornered hallway. 'Okay', he thought, 'There had to be another room back there'. He walked quickly towards the hallway and turned the corner. There was a single door. It had a FRAT ONLY sign on it. He jiggled the handle. Locked. 

He peeked back around the corner, Emma and Sarah had just appeared at the top of the steps, Sarah pointing at Mike down the hallway. He held up his hand and told them to stay put.

He backed up to about three feet away from the door, then kicked with all the strength he had. The door was solid, but its frame was pretty flimsy and the impact broke it loose from its hinges. It caved in hitting something pretty solid inside. It turned out to be a frat boy. Mike looked around the room and stopped cold. What he saw infuriated him.

No, infuriated didn't feel like a strong enough word. He was totally enraged. Danni lay on a small bed in the room on her stomach. Her dress was pulled up exposing her underwear and there was some red haired frat guy with his pants down and his dick out, massaging its short length. She still had her underwear on, so he wasn't too late.

He leapt over the remains of the door as the half naked frat guy slowly turned and glanced back just in time to see Mike's fist impact into his eye socket. "That's my sister you Son of a Bitch," he yelled as he decked him. No stranger to a fight having been taught by his dad while growing up, Mike knew how to throw as well as avoid a punch. He had put all of his weight behind his fist and knocked "Red" out cold. Besides the unconscious dick holder and the guy groaning underneath the door, there was one other guy in the room who was now standing near the back wall, looking terrified. He held his hands up and backed away.

"We didn't touch her man. Just take her and go."

"You were going to, asshole."

Mike gently placed his arms underneath Danni, then gathered her up and backed slowly out of the room, side stepping the guy moaning under the door and then down the hall. Handing her off to his sisters, they carefully but quickly made their way down the stairs to the front door with him not far behind, him eyeing the crowd as they neared the door. They were almost home free. Almost. 

Just then from the loft, the red headed pencil dick no-longer unconscious wanna-be Romeo already sporting a shiner covering one eye, yelled at his fucking frat brothers down below. 

Someone stopped the music, unintentionally giving Mike the chance to hear someone coming up from behind. He turned and slipped the first punch thrown at him for the evening, just as he was taught by his father, and landed two body shots and finished with a quick left hook. 

'One down and only about fifty to go... shit,' he thought. The girls would be safe, but he wasn't going to make it. Oh well, he'd found Danni... and that's all that mattered. 'Hope there's an empty bed in the emergency room,' he thought. 

Several of the guys downstairs, those that were obviously frat brothers, naturally thought Mike had sucker punched one of their bros from upstairs and was now running off with his hard won pussy. They swarmed. Mike braced himself against the onslaught, ducking away from two more swings at his head, and landing three of his own. One more went down, and the other two staggered.

The next tried to kick him and he caught his foot, then with it he ran him hard back against the wall. He actually crushed through the dry wall between two studs. He ducked another blow and landed two more hard to the body and someone lost the wind in their lungs and crumbled. 

He turned one last time towards the door in hopes of just maybe... when suddenly he found himself getting punched from all directions at once. With nowhere to duck, he swung at anything that came into view. His fists landed several times before one blow to his temple staggered him. Then the lights almost went out as Mike felt something impact the back of his head. Now unable to stand, he was forced to the floor himself, where he quickly had to make-do with defending himself from repeated impacts to his ribs and face, as best he could, most of which came without any warning since he was having trouble making anything out through the stars. That's when the lights did go out.



Just the Six of Us Ch. 05



Thanks to ZexWizzard for the editing and suggestions, yet again.

Chapter 5

There was a sharp pain in his chest. What the fuck hurt so much? Mike tried shifting his position and groaned in pain from the effort.

What the hell happened last night? The memories came back slowly, Danni, the frat house, the explosion on his head. He tried to open his eyes. It was dark. He felt around for his lamp. *Click*Click. Mike sighed, "Hello?" he said. Why did it sound muffled? He felt of his face. Bandages. 'Oh you must be really fucked up,' he thought.

"Mike? Are you okay?"

"Sarah, he's awake."

Mike was dimly aware of his sisters moving around the room, and felt the bed move as they gently moved toward him. 

"I can't see shit." Mike said, waving his hands wildly for a second. "Fuck, ow, damn it that hurts," he said, sharp pains coursing through his chest. It was really hard to breathe and it felt like someone had taken a bat to his ribs.

Slowly, light began to leak through his bandages. He realized someone was taking them off his face. Sarah always did overdo it. Mike waited as patiently as he could for them to be removed.

Light poured into his eyes. "Ouch," he said, holding his hand up to the window. He was in Sarah's room. "Why am I in here?" 

"Because you are heavy and we're much smaller and therefore weaker than you." It was Sarah removing his bandages. 

"Oh yeah," he remembered that Sarah's room was on the ground floor, not upstairs like he and his other three sisters. "What the hell happened after they jumped me?"

"The big guy at the door actually jumped in, but only to keep them from killing you. He put two and two together, probably the only one in the place intelligent enough to do so, and put a stop to... it." Mike still couldn't see, but that had to be Emma. Sounded like her anyway, "You knocked out four other people before they took you down though. Six in all, it was kinda... awesome"

"Emma!" Sarah scolded her. "Your brother getting beaten to death isn't awesome."

"He didn't get beaten to death. He single handedly kicked the crap out of six people, left damage on as many more and then got hit over the head with a beer bottle. Then those cowardly bastards got more than a dozen licks in after he was unconscious. "So that's what that was." He raised his hand to his head and felt a painful, almost comically sized lump there. "Ouch," he said again, for what he was sure wouldn't be the last time.

"Danni", he said abruptly, starting to come to his senses, then he asked. "How's Danni?"

"I'm fine," she said, sitting somewhere very close to him.

He relaxed as he heard her voice, knowing that she was okay. His vision had finally adjusted to the light. She was sitting in the chair next to his bed. It looked like she had been there awhile, and there were tear streaks on her cheeks.

He looked down at himself. "Well? I gonna be okay, right? Someone say something."

"You have some bruised ribs and had a sizable bump on the head, along with some scattered superficial bruising, you'll be fine, in time," that was ever so analytical and straightforward Beth.

He turned and looked at Danni again. "You sure you are ok?"

She continued to look down, trying not to cry. He tried to let her off the hook, reaching over and patting her on her leg. "It's okay, it's okay. We can talk later," he said.

That's when her dam of calmness burst.

"I'm so sorry Mike," she said, tears starting to stream down her face. She made a soft wailing sound as she laid her head on the bed, sobs wracking her shoulders. He tried to shift in the bed and move so he could put a hand on her shoulder or something. He was stunned that she was so hurt.

"I should never have gone to that stupid party, then you wouldn't be hurt and I wouldn't feel like such an ass." She lifted her head up and suddenly wrapped her arms around her brother. 

He felt stunned for a minute, then reached up and put a hand on her back, softly patting her. "It's okay Danni. I'm going to be fine, Beth said so," but she kept just kept crying. Sarah came over and hugged her from behind, tears in her eyes as well.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Danni was saying into his shoulder, over and over. He ran a hand through her hair.

"It's okay Danni, really," he said.

"I love you Mike," she said suddenly. "I know we fight all the damn time, and you mostly just drive me crazy, but I don't want you to ever forget that you are still my brother and I love you." Mike squeezed her tightly, "I know you do, Danni. I know."

Emma came over and hugged him, "I'm glad you are okay, bro," then whispered in his ear, "but no bull shit, you kicked some serious ass."

"So, what happened, Danni?" Mike asked.

She raised her head and shrugged, looking back down quickly.

"I don't remember much, just waking up at home on the couch, and then seeing you in Sarah's room all bruised and cut. It all kinda fell into place then, and I just felt so selfish, so dumb." She wiped her face and took a deep breath.

"Did someone drug you or something?"

"I guess," she said, shrugging again. "I was drinking with a few guys from the party, and I know you aren't supposed to take a drink from anyone that you don't know and trust. I didn't, but they must have put something in it when I was distracted. I remember playing pool and starting to feel sleepy. Someone said they had somewhere to lie down. I remember a lot of noise and bright light. The last thing I can remember before waking up is someone pulling my skirt up. I guess that was just before you kicked the door in." She started to weep again.

"I'm not mad at you Danni, and I don't think you are dumb. I'm just glad we got there in time."

"Me too. I just don't think I'd ever be able to tell you how glad I am that you found me. I don't' think I'll ever begin to repay you."

"Well, maybe you can start by calling me Mike, instead of Michelle."

"Or Mickey," Sarah chimed in.

"Or pigfucker, or Mickeypoo..." said Emma, rattling off a few more.

"I think she gets the idea," Mike said, "Ya'll can stop trying to, uh, help?"

"I'm going to call you Mike, from now on. I promise," she said. "I swear."

"Are you hungry?" Beth asked, leaning over and hugging her brother. "Would you like an omelet or something?" He squeezed her, trying not to cry in pain as she caused him agony.

"Starved, but I can get up and make something," he said, trying to rise. 

"NO!" all four of them yelled in unison.

"You stay in bed, you big dummy," Sarah said. "We'll get whatever you need, okay? You just rest and get better."

Mike leaned over and looked at Danni. She was still clutching him close and sniffling on his chest. Beth had left the room and Emma followed after her, stopping at the door and looking at her twin, "I'll come and check on you later." 

"Danni," Mike said, looking down at her frazzled hair. "I know you've been through a lot, and I know we've never really gotten along, but you should know that I'd never, ever let anyone hurt you, if I could possibly help it. If getting pounded like this can save you some pain, or heartache, I'd take it every time. I know I haven't said it in a long time, but I do mean it. I love you."

She sniffled again and hugged him tighter.

"Danni."

"Yeah, Mike."

"That hurts."

"Sorry," she said, relaxing a bit.

He was lying back on Sarah's headboard, her fluffy pillows behind him, propping him up. Danni lay with her head on his chest, still sniffling. Mike ran a hand through her hair. It was the most pleasant experience he'd ever had with his tempestuous sister.

"This is nice," he said finally.

"Yeah, it's nice not wanting to yell at you... call you names." 

He leaned his nose close to her and smelled her hair, then kissed her on the head. "You ok?"

"Yeah, I just..." She seemed hesitant.

"It's okay Danni, you can tell me."

"I don't wanna let go. You just make me feel so..." She took deep breath and sighed, relaxing a bit into his chest, "...so safe." Mike felt very touched. He loved the feeling of taking care of his sisters. It was a different experience as they were usually taking care of him. This was well worth the scars he'd have.

"I like the way it feels lying here next to you, I just feel so safe and comfortable." She leaned back and looked up at him. "Promise me we'll spend more time together. I don't ever wanna go back to hating you."

"Oh, I promise," he said, then smiled and added, "but I don't know if our house functions correctly if we aren't fighting."

She smacked him in the arm, drawing a wince and yelp of pain from him. 

"Oh Mike, I'm so sorry," she said, hugging him again, laughing easily.

"Recovery is proving to be painful," he decided. Beth came back in then, with her delicious omelet and set the tray down in his lap, so Danni backed out of the way. He tried not to look like a complete slob as he hurriedly ate his dinner, Danni looking nervously at him. It looked like she would burst into tears at any moment. After he finished and laid his tray on the table beside him, he looked at Danni. She looked like she was nervous, wanting something but afraid to ask. Smiling he opened his arms and beckoned her back in. She immediately came forward and laid her head down on his chest again, closing her eyes and sighing contentedly. "This feels so good."

They lay there for a while, enjoying each other's company, not speaking, and just rediscovering each other. He loved the way her hair smelled, some expensive product no doubt. It had a sweet aroma; apples, or strawberries maybe. Mike felt like if he squeezed her too hard he'd break her. 

She felt so vulnerable and unprotected then to him. It was like he was seeing a side of her he'd never seen. She'd let down her façade of anger and expletives and let her brother in to see the tender thing she really was. He immediately began to regret every time he'd ever been mean to her.

Danni couldn't help but feel bad. She felt like she'd caused a beating on her brother, who was just coming to help her. She'd caused this. She kept mentally kicking herself for being so selfish. "I'll make it up to him," she told herself. She knew she should let him get some rest, or let Sarah smother him a little bit, but she just couldn't pull herself away. Last night had really scared her. She knew she wouldn't be going out any time soon, if ever. "God this feel so good," she sighed, trying to sink deeper into him without hurting him. She felt so safe, so protected. She loved feeling like this with Mike. 

After a few hours of lying with each other and enjoying the silence, she finally sat back. "I better go get some rest, and let you get some as well." She shifted off the bed and stood, then leaned over and kissed him on the forehead. He smiled at her, catching her gaze. She stared deeply into his eyes for a second. "Thank you," she said again, then leaned in and kissed him on the mouth. It started as a sisterly 'I love you' kiss, but she held it a bit too long. A gentle spark of electricity shot through her as the kiss became something more. She pulled back suddenly and looked at him, slightly shocked.

"I'm gonna go sleep."

"I'll... I've got to... I'm gonna go sleep... get some sleep." she said, stumbling with her words. "I'll see you later."

Mike had a smile on his face, but the look in his eyes was of happy surprise. He nodded slightly at her, "I'll see you in a bit"

He lifted the sheet as she closed the door. He saw that he still had on boxers and blew a long sigh of relief. His chest and legs looked like someone had taken a hammer up and down his body. The fuckers had started kicking him as soon as he dropped.

He picked up a mirror from the table next to the bed. He had a bandage covering a large gash over his eye, and some bruises on his face. He didn't look too bad, and nothing looked permanent, except maybe a scar from the gash over his eyebrow.

Satisfied he was still his rugged, handsome self; he rolled over and dozed off.

He woke up with a start. He'd been dreaming again. The little walking breasts were back and they were beating him with tiny hammers. He shook his head chuckling, shaking away the haze and wiped some drool from his mouth. He still ached over most of his body, and decided it might be a good idea to take it slowly. He dropped his legs off the side of her bed, and turned. The T.V. was on, just outside Sarah's room. He heard the soft voices of some daytime show.

Bracing his arms on either side of him, he slowly rose to his feet. His ribs were really aching and the bump on his head throbbed. Allowing himself to get used to standing again, he stood there for a few seconds. Turning he went to the door, and slowly opened, peeked out and shuffled slowly into the room. Sarah immediately sprang from her seat on the couch and ran over to him, "You should still be in bed, sweetie."

"Sarah, I'm not sick, I just got a little bruised. I'm fine."

She wasn't having any of it though, and forcefully pushed him back into her room. "You got a lot bruised, you big dummy. Now lie back down and relax. We'll take care of you until you recover."

"Sarah, I can't lay in here anymore. You need your own room. I'll go lay in mine." He briefly pictured himself climbing the steps, each one jarring him on the way up, and winced in anticipation.

"It's the middle of the day Mike. I'm not using the room for anything." She had forced him back into the bed at this point, and he, in too much pain to argue, pulled the sheet back over him and sighed as his head hit her pillow.

"I'm just gonna make another escape attempt," he warned.

"Oh really?" She shifted her hips and her hands planted on them with a scolding look on her face. "I'll just have to lock you in."

He chuckled. 

"Or maybe... I can just convince you to behave."

He felt the sheets rustling and looked down, curious as to what she was planning.

"Besides, I didn't get to look and see if something else got bruised."

He jerked, pain shooting through his ribs, as he felt her hand on his leg. "Sarah! What the hell are you doing?"

"Relax, Mike, no one got much sleep last night. Danni stayed by your bedside all night. She's in her room. Beth and Emma tried, but couldn't sleep and are both up in their rooms."

He relaxed slightly, but then felt her fooling around with his underwear. Her hands were warm and soft.

"We're alone and no one is going to bother us."

"It still feels wrong, them being in the house with us."

She leaned up closer to his head and grinned slyly. "It's making my pussy wet thinking about doing this with them here."

He couldn't believe how much his sister could surprise him, now that he'd been let into her sexual world. She was so... dirty. The thought excited him, too. She lifted the sheet higher and in one swift move, had his underwear down and off, tossing them to the floor. "Someone needs to reward you for being so protective of all of us girls." Her hands were gently rubbing his stomach as she smiled up at him, her chin resting on his thigh. A twitch shot through him and his cock throbbed slowly to life, rising up a few inches from her face. "It looks like someone agrees with me."

She grinned at him and slowly took her hands off his stomach, bringing them lower and gently wrapping them around his cock. She began to slowly rub her soft hands up and down, staring at her brother the entire time. There was a strange look of excitement, and he knew she felt naughty and she was probably getting wet.

The thought of her getting turned on hadn't ever crossed his mind, and now that thought caused his dick to harden, sticking straight up in her hands as they wrapped around it. She slowly pulled her face closer and he smiled as her tongue snaked out across her lips, wetting them and making them shine a little in the dim light. She pulled herself completely on the bed and positioned herself between his legs.

Mike was grinning in anticipation, watching his sister adjusting herself on the bed. He could see her cleavage as she squished her boobs into his legs and the mattress. Closing her eyes, she slowly parted her lips and bringing both hands towards her mouth, pulled him gently in.

"Ohmygod...," Mike moaned softly, causing her to smile and giggle on the end of his dick a bit. He could feel her tongue wrap itself tenderly around the tip of his penis, felt it lick his hole and travel down the shaft. She began to softly pump on his cock, pulling it slowly deeper and deeper into her mouth. He wondered if she was enjoying this, it certainly appeared so. She was taking great care to ensure that her lips were always over her teeth, and she always seemed to suck at the right moment and draw him further into her mouth. 

"My brother has such a beautiful cock," she said, pulling it out of her mouth briefly before plunging it back in. His dick jumped at hearing her dirty talk, especially the brother part. Incest, naughty, wrong flashed through his mind and he groaned, a familiar feeling growing within him.

She pulled him out of her mouth again, "I love the way you feel in my mouth." Another quiet moan filled the room as she plunged him back into her mouth. She took him deeper and he felt the soft flesh at the back of her throat on the head of his cock, and then he felt it pulling back out of her mouth and heard her slurping noisily as he extracted it. The feeling of her tongue swirling around his shaft and the soft slurping noises she was making were pushing him dangerously close to the edge. 

She pulled him out of her mouth again, knowing the effect her dirty talk had on him. "I bet you didn't think your big sister was such a good cocksucker," she said, licking the head again. "God I love sucking your cock," she said before pulling him in.

He teetered on the precipice of his orgasm, his cock deep in his sister's mouth again, her hands steadily pumping on his shaft, her tongue pasting his shaft with saliva. He glanced down; she was looking directly at him with her beautiful green eyes.

That image sent him over the edge. He tried to pull out, grunting quickly, "Coming," but he nearly fainted in ecstasy as she pulled him back into her mouth again, steadily pumping with both hands. His cock began to pulse hot semen into her mouth, eliciting soft yelps from her as her mouth quickly filled. "Oh... fuck... Sarah...," he gasped at her. 

She moaned audibly and tried to hold all of her brother's seed in her mouth, but had to swallow, gulping it down as she felt more streams hitting her teeth and the roof and back of her mouth. He was still staring at her, and her at him as he shot stream after stream into her mouth. He could see her throat swallow several times as she emptied her mouth, only to have more piling up in it. Finally, after about fifteen seconds of coming, he finally stopped and melted into her sheets. 

She pulled the cock out of her mouth with a soft popping noise, licked her lips and then started to run her tongue down the shaft again, cleaning any stray sperm off. The dick was quickly fleeing the scene of the crime, and soon was a sad, shriveled copy of its former glory.

"That was indescribable," Mike said at last as she licked and slurped on his shriveled penis, running her tongue along his balls. "Sarah, I think you can stop now."

"Don't' wanna," she said, raising her head and pouting at him. She conceded though, and reached over and grabbed a glass of water that had been sitting on the table next to him, swirling around in her mouth and swallowing.

"I wanted to make sure I got all of your sperm," she said with a wink.

He shook his head at her, still not believing that his sister could be so filthy. "God, the things you were saying were so damn hot. It was like you were in my head and knew all the right buttons to push." He glanced at her, wanting to ask her something but not knowing if she'd be offended. 




Just the Six of Us Ch. 05



"What is it?" she said, seeing the look on his face, that same sweet smile finding its way to hers.

"Well, I was just curious, but I don't..." he fidgeted around the difficult part.

"What is it sweetie?"

"I don't wanna offend you."

"Oh sweetie, you couldn't offend me." She leaned over and kissed him, then down his chest again, kissing his stomach, his belly button, finally reaching his shriveled dick. She glanced up at him and fixed a sly grin on her face, growling softly and began to playfully nibble at his dick.

"God damn, I don't wanna stop," she confessed, pulling him into her mouth briefly. Mike quickly decided he didn't really mind.

"Really, you don't mind getting head? Now, there's an epiphany"

"I never knew you were so... aggressive."

"You do strange things to me, sweetie. What did you wanna know?" She was rubbing his balls gently, nibbling on his shaft and drawing it gently into her mouth again. He didn't think she'd get anywhere with it but certainly liked the feeling of her mouth on him.

"Well, do guys like the way you talk? I mean do you do it a lot?" 

"You are such an idiot," the voice said, mentally face-palming. 

She had a mirthful look on her face and was looking at him as if to say 'did you really just ask me that.' 

"I didn't mean it like that," he said, suddenly backpedaling. "I just meant do you talk dirty when you are with a guy."

She giggled and went back to sucking on the tip of his dick. Stopping for a second, she brushed her hair over her ear, "No, sweetie, I don't dirty talk. You are the first. I don't get a whole lot of chances to be intimate with anyone, and honestly I'm not really interested in looking right now. You just seem to have this ability to draw me in and make me want to do these things with you."

A bolt of lightning felt like it ran up his spine then and he felt his groin springing to life.

"Wow, someone likes the way I talk, apparently," she said. She grinned at him again and began to softly rub. "Looks like I'm gonna get another snack."

Mike groaned as he slowly began to rise in his sister's grip.

"Doesn't it... you know..."

She looked at him inquisitively.

"Taste bad," he finished, looking down at her again.

She sucked the tip into her mouth and ran her tongue over the tip, relishing in the feeling of it swelling inside her mouth. Her pussy was absolutely drenched as she lay there on the bed with her brother's dick in her mouth. She took one hand and slid it down the sheets under her and into her shorts, gently rubbing her clitoris. "It did the first time or two I swallowed," she said quickly, returning him to her mouth.

"What about this last time?" he asked, wanting an answer. He didn't want to think he was causing her any discomfort, though he certainly liked the cause of it.

She raised her mouth off his swiftly growing member again, "Honestly, no it didn't. I don't know if I was just so turned on because it was my brother's, or if it's because I love you, or if you just have better tasting sperm than every other guy on the planet. I'll tell you in a minute, though," and sunk her head back onto his cock again. 

He was nearly fully engorged at this point and decided to stop all the questions and let her finish. She pulled him into her mouth again, her tongue sliding along the shaft and then up and around the head, and began sucking as hard as she dared. As she started to suck, she moved her hand up and down, pulling his member into her mouth and back out again swiftly. Down between her legs her finger was tenderly kneading her clitoris back and forth, pulling soft yelps and moans out of her mouth, around her brother's cock.

She pulled her hand out of her pants, though, realizing that she wasn't as close as he was. "I'll just have to get you to finish me off sometime," she said, as pulled her hand up and licked her juices from her fingers. "See how wet you made me?" she asked, holding up her fingers. 

He groaned and felt his cock spasm. She smiled wickedly and pulled him back into his mouth, and began plunging him swiftly into her mouth and out again. She pulled him out and licked up and down his shaft, "Do you like when I go deep?"

Seeing him nodding vigorously, she smiled and pulled her hands off of his dick. "You'll love this then," she said, placing her mouth at the top of his dick. She pulled her hands under his buttocks and slowly began to pull him into her mouth. She felt him at the back of her throat, pressing up against the flesh there. Normally she stopped there, but this time she began to pull upwards with her hands, driving him deeper into her mouth. Mike moaned above her, gasping and clutching at the sheets.

He could feel his cock trying to work its way down her throat, he could feel her throat muscles tighten around his cock, causing a wave a pleasure to course up the shaft and into his body. She pulled him out of her throat a second, and took a deep breath through her nose, and then pulled him back in, almost immediately back to the same spot he'd been. 

Her throat muscles contracted and then finally relaxed several times and then finally allowed him completely in her throat. She bobbed around on his cock for a few seconds, her lips touching the base of his cock, her nose buried in his pubic hair, before she pulled the entire length out of her mouth. A long rivulet of saliva hung from her mouth and she gave him a sexy glance upwards before taking another breath and pushing him deep into her throat again.

Feeling her throat muscles contracting and relaxing around his cock every few seconds drove him to the edge and pushed him over into an abyss of ecstasy. "Coming," he blurted out. She hurriedly pulled him out of her mouth and held the cock up and began stroking quickly. As he began to cum, she pulled him back down into her mouth, locking her gaze with his.

Mike gasped and began to lose consciousness as he climaxed for the second time. He tried to keep eye contact with her, but the pleasure was too intense and he even lost control of his some of his motor functions. "Sarah!" he barked, the first spurt came as she pumped and hit her mouth. She moaned in pleasure as she opened it, and her brother's warm fluid filled her mouth again. There wasn't nearly as much cum as the first time of course, and soon he had stopped. She slowly pulled him from her mouth again and began softly licking and sucking on his sticky cock. Gently, slowly, and lovingly she cleaned it. 

"Holy shit, Sarah, don't take this the wrong way," he said, finally able to look at her, "but you are damned good at that."

She smiled at him and reached to take another swig of water. "I'm starting to really love doing this," she said. "Next time though, you are gonna have to earn it."

She stood and winked at him, heading off to her bathroom to get cleaned up.

Mike reached over and grabbed his boxers and pulled them on, collapsing into the sheets.

He awoke later that evening, feeling much better. It was already much easier to get out of bed, and he shuffled over to the window. It was night. He'd missed lunch and supper. Opening the door, he saw Sarah, curled up on the couch under a blanket. He went to the kitchen, his stomach growling. Reaching into the fridge, he grabbed a plate of Beth's leftovers and popped some into the microwave. After a few minutes of hungrily gobbling down the delectable Italian food, he'd finally satiated the growling in his stomach. 

He briefly wondered if he should move Sarah, thinking better of it and tucking the blanket close around her shoulders. He quietly leaned over and kissed her, his ribs aching. He knew he shouldn't watch television, not wanting to wake her up. He knew he was still tired enough to sleep, though, and began to head back to Sarah's room. The soft pattering of footsteps came from up the stairs. He stopped and peered up into the darkness. Danni appeared and came into the kitchen wearing her customary sports bra and underwear.

"Hey there," she said, coming in close to him for another hug.

"Hey you," he said, smiling at her as they embraced.

"Can I make you something to eat?" she asked.

"Nah, I just had some leftovers." They held each other in silence for a few long moments. He gently pulled away and looked at her. "You ok?"

She shook her head softly, tears beginning to well up again. His heart felt like it would break into pieces, and he pulled her close again as she began to sniffle. "I'm here whenever you need me, Danni. I won't let anything happen to you."

He ran a hand through her hair and leaned his face close to her, kissing her on the forehead. He knew she needed someone strong to lean on, to silently be there for her while she worked through her terrifying experience from the night before.

"I was just gonna head back to bed," he said, leaning his cheek on the top of her head. She was still clutching tightly to his ribs and causing some minor pain, but he didn't say anything. He would have easily taken another beating to make sure she was ok. He briefly marveled at the corner they had turned. He couldn't have cared less about her a few days before then, and now, it felt like all he wanted to do was ensure that she was comfortable and safe. "I can stay up and we can talk or something, if you'd like."

She smiled shaking her head, "That's okay, but, do you think..."

"What?" he asked softly, unsure if she'd finish her question.

She nuzzled close to him, glad to feel safe under his arms. "Do you mind if I sleep next to you?"

He smiled; it felt like someone had released a bunch of little furry kittens that were blowing kisses into his brain. "Of course you can. Besides, have you seen the size of Sarah's bed?"

Chuckling, she grabbed him by the hand and led him into Sarah's room. They adjusted the sheets together and climbed in, Mike taking the place closest to the edge of the bed, Danni lying near the wall. There seemed to be a tension between the two of them. It was because they were siblings and lying in bed together, he suddenly realized. He'd gotten a little used to the idea of being intimate with one of his sister's and hadn't realized how odd this might be for her, especially given her attitude towards him just a few days previous.

She had been his mortal enemy just a day or two ago, and now she was seeking refuge with him, needing to be next to him just so she could sleep. He wished there was something he could do to comfort her, to let her know that he'd watch out for her and protect her, that he'd be there as long as she needed him. He found himself marveling again at how their relationship had changed so quickly.

He turned over and looked at her. She was facing him and staring at him intently. He didn't know it at the time, but Danni was replaying the kiss she'd given him, over and over in her head. "Why did it feel so nice?" she kept asking herself. It was only her brother. Yeah so he'd come dashing to her rescue, but come on, she was the partier of the family. She didn't even believe in that romantic crap. "Why the hell did it feel so damn good, then, jackass," she asked herself for the umpteenth time. She suddenly realized they were staring at each other. 

He lifted a hand and ran it along her cheek, brushing her hair back. All the tension between them faded and she pulled close to him, laying her head next to his chest, immediately relaxing and feeling sleep's soft tendrils creeping up on her. He kept running his hand through her hair and deeply inhaled the way she smelled, relishing in it, really. She smelled like strawberries and apples again, maybe a little peach too. Her warm legs entwined with his and she worked herself even closer, burying her face into his chest and pulling the cover closer over them. He could feel her breath on his chest, could feel her breasts pushing into his stomach. 

She sighed deeply, contentedly. He was so warm, protective. He lay there with her for what seemed like hours, gently caressing her cheek. She felt so safe, feeling the rhythmic breathing of his larger body next to hers. She marveled at how good it felt to lie there. She couldn't believe this was the same brother she'd tormented, and was amazed that after all the evil things she'd said and done that he'd come to her rescue without any hesitation. She'd gotten herself in trouble, and he'd immediately rushed to save her. She nuzzled into his chest gently.

He'd paid a steep price for it as well, receiving a beating on account of her selfishness and bad decisions. She didn't know how she'd ever thank him enough. Slowly, she began to drift off to sleep, finally able to quiet the terrible thoughts that raced through her mind when she wasn't cuddled next to him.

Mike lay there for what seemed like hours, just brushing her hair, twirling it in his fingers, forcing himself to stay awake until he was sure she was asleep. Soon he heard the rhythmic breathing of her sleeping next to him. Smiling, he finally closed his eyes and drifted off into the darkness of sleep.

No voice... no nightmares... just sleep. 



Just the Six of Us Ch. 06



Thanks again to ZexWizzard for the edits and suggestions. Thanks for all the wonderful comments, please keep them coming, good or bad. 

Chapter 6

Soft, moist and wet were the first sensations he felt as he awoke. His lips were being pressed upon by something warm and soft, tender, but carrying with them a gentle quiver. He could feel something soft and warm under his arms, and his hand was resting on something curved. It yielded to his touch, and was very soft. He ran his hand slowly downwards, feeling the softness curve upwards. The moist presence on his lips moved slowly across them, parting them. Then he began to feel something else, warm and even wet, drift tenderly past his lips. Was he dreaming? Well, he liked it, regardless. 

Slowly he began to drift out of his sleep and into the realm of the living. He was in Sarah's bed, he knew that much. A dull pain raced across his ribs. The fight, he remembered now. He was recuperating. He sighed as the dream lips continued their assault on his own. He suddenly realized that it wasn't some hazy dream he was having. Someone was kissing him, and he had been kissing that someone back. 

Sarah? It didn't quite feel like her though. This was... less hurried and enthusiastic. This felt softer, more timid, probing and feeling, like a butterfly flitting its way across a leaf. 

Gradually lifting himself from sleep, he forced an eye open, followed quickly by the other. It took a few seconds to focus, but when he could he could see a dark shape lying next to him. He had his hand on her hip, gently pulling her towards him. She was so warm, so gentle, so vulnerable, so small.

"Danni," the name fired into his brain, triggering the memories of the night before. He had held her while she slept, protectively guarding her as a brother should. He broke the kiss suddenly, feeling like he had begun to abuse his role as protector, as guardian.

She opened her eyes and looked at him softly. There was no anger in her eyes, only compassion. It didn't look like the sisterly love that he'd come to know from his other sisters eyes. It felt purer, more intense. It was like she was shining a spotlight on him, burning away all the rough façade and protective masks that shielded him from people seeing his true nature, his true self. It felt like she was staring directly through him.

"Good morning," she said softly. Her voice was so quiet, barely audible.

"Good morning," he replied as softly as he could. She closed her eyes again and gently moved forward, pressing her lips against his, softer than the touch of a feather. She pulled her head back as she broke the kiss. 

"That was the best night's sleep I've had in...," her eyes darted around briefly as she thought, "... well a long, long time," she finished.

"It was very nice," he whispered, brushing away a stray hair from her eyes. Quietly turning over, she pulled away for a second. He felt a rush of cool air between them, then warmth as she settled her back up against him, spooning. She slid his hand off her hip and around her stomach, holding his hand and arm in place, smiling to herself as they slid together.

He froze as he felt a sudden discomfort in his underwear. He suddenly realized that he had an erection, and immediately felt a sudden surge of embarrassment and humiliation. 'Damn it, not now. Why now?' he swore softly to himself. 

"Oh Danni, I'm so sorry," he said, standing suddenly and trying to cover himself. He turned headed for the door, grabbing a robe of Sarah off her dresser as he went.

Danni sat up in bed, suddenly realizing why he'd been so embarrassed. "Mike, stop, please don't leave," she called after him, but he was already out the door.

She lay back down in bed, feeling ashamed again and wondering what the hell she was going to do. She'd known he had an erection, but she didn't really care. She was enraptured with how she was feeling being held in his arms, the conditions didn't matter. She could feel it poking her stomach, and had even shifted it upwards into the elastic band of his boxers so she could be closer to him and not disturb him. 

She couldn't resist kissing him, either. She'd woken up before him and watched him as he slept. Her thoughts kept returning her to 'the kiss' earlier, remembering the way he tasted. The way electricity seemed to shoot through her as their lips met. She'd only meant it as a sisterly 'I love you', but she'd never, ever been kissed like that. She had never felt with anyone else, what she had felt with him. 'Why?' she wondered.

It had been irresistible, lying that close to him and not kissing his lips. She had to try, to see if it happened again, even if it was her brother. She didn't care, not if kissing him felt that electric.

Then when it happened, it was twofold the experience the first kiss was. Electricity raced through her body, the hairs on her arms raised as he began to stir and returned her affections. She really did love her brother. She loved him his whole life, even when she was being so awful to him. She wouldn't have admitted it before, but deep inside, she knew it was true. But that kiss... 

It made her feel so small, so wonderful, and so... necessary, all at once. It was like she knew he'd never force himself on her, that he'd never push her to do something she didn't want to do. That he'd always be there for her in whatever capacity she needed. Protector, brother, friend, lover. All could be found in one single embrace.

It didn't feel sexual at all, and she knew it didn't feel that way to him. He'd been erect long before she had even awoken. It was what had roused her, in fact, poking her in the stomach almost painfully. She hadn't minded, though, she knew it was natural. Most guys woke up with one. She lay there, hoping that the moment of embarrassment for him hadn't ruined the wonderful new world they were discovering.

Mike hurried up to his room as quickly as what was left of his aches and pains would allow. Shutting the door behind himself he sat on the bed, contemplating what had just happened.

He hung his head in his hands. First Sarah, now Danni. What was he doing to his sisters, and what were they doing to him? He felt like such an evil shit. Danni had trusted him and he'd gotten aroused. "She was obviously just seeking comfort," he said, unconvincingly, "and I abused it." He wanted to crawl into a hole. He felt like he was on the verge of tearing his family apart. There was a soft knock at the door.

"Yeah."

Danni entered, coming towards him. She stopped suddenly and moved stiffly to his bed, seemingly afraid to hug him again. She was still wearing her sports bra and panties, and had a sad look on her face.

Mike had his head in his hands. He felt lower than a slug. He had to say something, to explain somehow, to make it right.

"I'm sorry," they said in unison, each surprising the other.

"What?" she asked quietly. "Why are you sorry?"

He sighed deeply, obviously wracked with guilt about what had happened. "Last night, I just..." he began, but then fell silent. What the hell could he possibly say? 

He lifted his head, determined to make this right between them. "Last night was the best night of sleep I ever had," he said, his voice full of sincerity. "Even with all the bruises and cuts, I wouldn't trade the memory of holding you all night for anything. I'd gladly do it again to have another night like that." He sighed, turning to look at her. "I didn't mean to ruin everything that happened last night, I didn't mean to..." He lowered his head again, "I didn't mean to get excited. Last night just felt too pure, too innocent and then I had to get erect and ruin...," She raised her hand to his lips.

"Mike, I don't know how to explain how it felt being next to you. I've hated you for so long, and never really wanted to get know you. After last night, though, it's like I've known you forever. Whenever I try to sleep and you aren't there, I have flashbacks. I don't know what I would have done if it hadn't been for you, so I don't care that you were erect. You didn't abuse anything last night. I kissed you," she said, lowering her head, a tear winding its way down her cheek. "I'm the one that should be sorry." She reached up and brushed the tear away.

"Whenever I kiss you, it feels like a charge of energy shoots through me. It's so exciting and it makes me feel so special, something no one else has ever done for me. I can't describe it, it's like everything else goes away when we kiss. I'm so ashamed," she said, another tear running down her cheek. "The one person that makes me feel like that is my brother, and I feel like I'm abusing our relationship when I kiss you." he raised his hand to her lips this time, quieting her

"Danni, I feel the electricity too. My body goes numb whenever you kiss me. I've never felt... whatever it is." He slid off the bed and onto his knees in front of her. He lifted her chin and ran a hand over her cheek, wiping away a tear. "I don't care how we are related, I'm not afraid of letting this happen. It feels wonderful." He leaned over and kissed her forehead, drawing a smile from her face. "Besides, we're only kissing. It's not like we're going shopping together or something intimate like that."

She giggled at this, and he smiled at the sound. "Are you sure?" she asked. "I certainly don't want to destroy any bridges we've built."

"Danni, all we've done together is sleep next to each other and kiss a little. It's understandable, considering all you've been through, that you're having mixed emotions." He sat back on his feet, placing his hands on her knees.

"I'll be here tonight, if you need me. The door will be unlocked, and it will stay that way until you decide you don't need someone to sleep next to you. I just wanna try and make it all better for you."

"When did you get to be so sweet?" she asked, smiling for the first time. "I used to hate you so much."

"I know, I have the scars to prove it," he said, smiling. She rolled her eyes briefly at him, scowling playfully. He leaned forward, softly touching the side of her face and leaned forward, gently kissing her again.

"I'm gonna go shower," he said, standing. "I need to see how fucked up I actually am."

"Ok," she said. She rose and started to leave his room, but then stopped at the doorway and turned, "I'll see you tonight then." She turned and went to her room, closing the door behind her.

The shower was a combination of pain and relaxation. Mike had slowly gotten undressed, not wanting to cause himself any other pain than was necessary. Bruises and ugly red scrapes dotted his ribcage and back. No wonder he was in pain, he looked like someone had colored a paint-by-number with a shotgun. 

He stood in the shower for nearly an hour, letting the hot water course over his muscles and slowly ease the tension out of them, the events of the past couple of days coming back to him. It was only the day before yesterday that Emma had caught him masturbating, and had heard him call out Danni's name in the shower. She still hadn't said anything and he was beginning to wonder when that conversation would take place. It seemed so insignificant now, in light of all that had happened after it.

Sarah came into his mind. He'd never have thought that Sarah would be the sister that he'd start fooling around with. It just didn't seem like her, it wasn't in her normal routine. The thought of a sex filled normal routine for Sarah caused a chuckle and then a wince of pain as his ribs ached. Those assholes had really taken the boot to him. He was suddenly very glad that he'd been conciliatory to the guy working the door that night.

His thoughts drifted back to the second oldest sibling. So much had happened to her in so little time. He knew she was having a hard time. Normally, he suddenly realized, the voice would have chimed in with some lewd advice, but it had been strangely silent. Remembering that he'd just had three orgasms with an actual woman, he knew why. It always got quieter after he masturbated; the same would certainly be true when an actual woman did the deed.

Deciding he'd spent enough time in the shower, he grabbed his towel and pushed the faucet off, stepping out of the tub and rubbing the water off. 

A knock at the door startled him briefly. 

"Decent?" Emma called

. 

Wrapping the towel around his waist, he reached over for his toothbrush.

"Yeah," he called, reaching for the toothpaste.

She came in, holding some freshly folded towels and opened the cabinet to put them up. "How're you holding up?"

He shrugged. "Better than I could be, I guess. It's Monday, right?"

Emma nodded, not looking at her brother, fiddling with the towels in the cabinet and stalling for time.

"So..." she said, turning and pretending to straighten something else.

He sighed, 'Here it comes,' he thought. "Go ahead, get it out of your system," he said, lowering his head and rubbing a hand through his hair.

She laughed. "So, yeah... sorry about the other day." She fidgeted around for a few seconds, biting her lip and trying not to start laughing. A few seconds passed in awkward silence. He could feel it coming. 

"Oh Danni, huh?" she asked, still trying to contain her laughter. 

He sighed, an embarrassed grin finding its way to his face and began to slowly shake his head. "I don't even know if I can begin to explain what happened," he said at length, shrugging.

She seemed to accept the weirdness of what had happened and let it go. "Gonna go run in a few minutes, I don't suppose you wanna come, do you?" she asked. He was glad the topic was changing, but shook his head. 

"No thanks, not with all these battle scars all over me. Maybe tomorrow. Thanks though." He turned and headed to his room shaking his head again as he heard, "Oh Danni," from the bathroom again, followed by Emma's high pitched laugh.

He quickly returned to his room and pulled on some lounging pants and an old t-shirt. After finishing getting dressed, he headed downstairs to find some breakfast.

The kitchen was empty, Sarah probably still asleep in her room as were Beth and Danni. He looked at the clock. It was still pretty early, yet. Emma would be heading out for her morning run. He really did wish he could join her, as the image of her flexing and un-flexing ass bouncing in front of him flashed in his mind.

"Man-up, you need to run after that ass." 

Mike had wondered when the voice would start up again. Now obviously the thought of his twin's toned ass and washboard stomach had woken it up for awhile. He rubbed his head in anticipation of the myriad of bad ideas that he'd have this morning. 

The cupboard looked freshly restocked this morning. Someone must have made a trip to the store recently. He grabbed a box of cereal, found a bowl and spoon and the milk and headed to the den.

He quickly finished a bowl and poured another. He kept flipping through the channels, but kept the volume low as to not wake Sarah.

Emma came down the stairs behind him. He resisted the urge to turn around and watch her ass as she moved around the kitchen. She'd grabbed a granola bar and a glass of water before heading to the den to put her shoes on. Taking a bite of the granola and a swig of water, she turned and grabbed one of her shoes, then sat down on the chair that sat beside the couch. She quickly finished getting ready for her run, turning and smiling at her brother a few times.

He ignored her. At least he was trying to, but he kept glancing over. She had very nice legs and he was trying very hard to keep his eyes off them. His eyes started at her ankles and worked upwards to the tanned skin of her calves, sleek muscles cording and relaxing as she moved her leg around, tying her shoe. He glanced higher, watching her thighs tense as she rose and swung her torso around, stretching her torso muscles. She lifted a leg and put it on the chair in front of her, bending and stretching. 

Afraid that'd he'd start to drool watching her flaunt her sleek and sexy legs at him, he turned and tried to focus on whatever the hell was on tv.

"Give her a hug."

Mike stopped, momentarily distracted by the voice. That was a pretty tame suggestion, compared to what he normal heard from it. Shrugging, he stood and wrapped his arms around her from behind as she stood. Smiling, she rubbed a hand across her brother's arm as he draped it around her and pulled her close. It always felt nice hugging his twin. They were so close, almost no secrets. She never held anything back from his hug. 

He was vaguely aware of her shapely ass pressing against his dick and felt a familiar stirring down below. He started to let go, but not before Captain Useless decided to chime in.

"Grab her tit as she pulls away"

As Emma turned to head towards the door, Mike's hand, seemingly of its own volition draped across her small breast and cupped it as she turned and started towards the door. "Nice, trying to cop a feel off your own twin now" she said, with an amused expression on her face.

"Sorry, it was an accident," he called watching her close the front door and start running down the street.

'Do you ever actually help?' he thought, speaking directly to the voice.

"Haven't you been paying attention?"

'Trying to get me to commit incest is not what I'd consider "helping",' he thought again, then realized he was having a conversation with a voice in his head. "Yeah, I need therapy," he said.

"Why is that?" said a voice behind him. Beth had come downstairs, she was wearing a bra, one that looked a little too small, and some panties that were again, too small. She looked to him for an answer as she headed to the counter to make a smoothie.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you," he said, then realized that she might be the one sister who actually would understand it, if only from a scientific point of view. He went over and jumped up on the counter beside her. "What's up?"

"Just gonna make a smoothie. You want some?" she glanced at her brother and smiled sweetly at him. 

He couldn't help staring at her tits. They were so large, the largest in the family. They weren't obscenely huge, but seemed to press outward begging for attention. He wondered again how she'd never had a boyfriend, with these cannons hanging from her chest, it just seemed ridiculous. If she took off her glasses, she was jaw-droppingly gorgeous. She didn't have that pretty girl attitude or the confidence that she should've had for the beauty that she'd inherited.

She glanced up at him. "Mike?"

"Sorry," he said, snapping out of the boob filled daydream. "I had some cereal already, thanks."

She nodded and went back to preparing her smoothie, grabbing juice, milk, strawberries, peaches and bananas. She began to peel, pour and skin the ingredients and throwing them in the blender. She was oblivious of the activities of her brother's eyes as they roamed over her half naked body. Many large breasted women looked thick, or even chunky when they had a t-shirt on that wasn't form fitting. Beth had the height to stretch it out and a flat stomach. She wasn't toned, but she did run every few days with Emma or Danni.

"Accidently spill the smoothie on her and see if she'll lick it off again."

She'd always been so quiet, only really talking when the three sisters pulled her into their inane conversations. She'd never been very sociable and preferred letting others lead the conversation. Usually her contributions would consist of interesting facts or observations, not being able to avoid speaking in her analytical voice.

"Sorry about the other day," she said.

"Huh?" he asked, coming out of his reverie. 

"With the noodles, and these things," she said, indicating her breasts.

"Oh...," he said, grasping what she was referring to.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 06



"Grab a handful of that, now damn you!"

"I wasn't trying to make things difficult for you," she said, turning on the blender.

"I know," he replied, feeling his eyes inevitably dropping back to her impressive cleavage.

"I wish I didn't have these damn things," she said, looking down at her breasts.

"Blasphemy!"

"Huh? Why?" Mike asked, truly surprised.

"Well, I just wish that someone who would get some actual use out of them had gotten them. I..." she trailed off. "Danni or Emma would be much better suited for these. They just seem wasted on me."

Mike was quiet, not really knowing what to say. He didn't agree of course.

"Boobs are good."

'Thank you, Captain Obvious,' Mike thought.

"I just don't really know how to go about, talking I guess. I mean, the few guys that do talk to me are only interested in gawking at these giant things and usually don't' have a brain in their heads. You are the smartest guy I know, and that's not really saying much."

Beth really couldn't sugar coat the truth for anyone, another thing that her family adored about her. If you needed an honest opinion, you asked Beth. "I can see how that would make dating anyone difficult."

"I just wish someone would see past the tits and we could have an intelligent conversation instead of 'Come here often' or 'Nice tits'." She grabbed a glass from the cabinet and poured herself some smoothie. Mike grabbed a towel suddenly and offered it to her. She looked confused.

He wrapped it around her neck and draped it across her chest, completely covering her cleavage.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

She laughed, her chest shaking beneath the towel. "Thanks," she said, rolling her eyes.

"For what it's worth," he said, turning and trying to look her in the eyes, "I think they were meant for you. Beauty and brains," he said, smiling.

She smiled and headed back upstairs.

Mike headed back to the living room. He glanced at the TV and sighed. It was on a Spanish channel. Emma was sure to have bought the 'I'm watching TV not your ass' routine he had thrown her earlier. He switched channels to Sports Center.

An hour or so later, Danni and Beth both came back down, sitting down in the den and wrestling the remote away from Mike. Danni lay with her head on his shoulder, idly watching and flipping through the channels. Beth had a thick book in her hand, Atlas Shrugged, or some equally difficult book to read. Sarah came out of her room, planted a kiss on everyone's cheek and headed off to the washroom to start the day's laundry. Emma came back from her run a few minutes later, limping and holding one of her thighs. 

"Ow, ow, ow." She was saying limping over and pouting at her brother. He knew what she wanted and rolled his eyes, leaning up and gesturing to the floor in front of him. 

She grinned and laid down, feet towards him on her stomach. She was wearing her spandex running shorts, he noticed and suddenly realized what a bad idea this was.

Mike thought unsuccessfully for a few seconds for a way out of the difficult situation, before he gave up and decided to do it quickly and get it over with. He rubbed his hands together for a few seconds to warm the chill out of them. He'd be massaging three more women before too long, he realized. He wished briefly that he wasn't so good it. 

"Liar"

Emma's spandex running shorts came to just below her buttocks, which were pressing tightly against the sleek blue fabric, threatening escape. Mike began to run his hands from her ankle upwards, kneading and prodding gently on the muscles until he got to her thigh. As he reached the sore muscles just below her apple like ass, she moaned and raised her butt in the air a foot or so, arching her back in pain.

"Sorry," he said, releasing the pressure.

"It's a good pain," she said, relaxing a bit. He glanced at his other two sisters in the room, both of them looking away as his head turned. 'Strange,' he thought. He kept gently pressing and rubbing her thighs, trying to find the spot that elicited the reaction from earlier. Sure enough, his fingers pressed on a familiar spot and her butt came up, her back arching like a cat.

"Oh... my... god... BITE IT, SLAP IT, FOR GOD'S SAKE DO SOMETHING TO IT."

'What if I just look at it in a suggestive manner,' Mike chuckled internally. 

"Damn you!"

Her ass looked exquisite when she arched like that. It pressed outward and upwards, accentuating the womanly curve as her muscles flexed. Mike thought he'd lose his mind, right then and there. Glancing back quickly, he suppressed a smile as both Beth and Danni glanced away from Emma's ass. Even they couldn't look away from what a nice specimen their sister was equipped with. 

Mike ran his hands further up his twin's leg, towards her buttocks. She laid her head to the side and closed her eyes as his hands began to press, poke, and prod the bottom of her buttocks. He slipped his hand under the edge of her spandex and lifted upwards, pulling it up over her cheek. He warmed his hands again briefly and began to rub gently on her naked rear. Glancing back at his other two sisters he briefly caught both of them staring at her and smiled as Beth blushed and swallowed hard as she turned away.

It felt really good to torment his sisters, but Mike decided that he'd better go take care of this hard-on that had started to tent his lounging pants or let it subside. "How's that," he asked, pulling her shorts back down.

"Mmmm," she said, sighing. "More, please," she said with a giggle.

"Nope," he said, starting to rise.

"Slap it"

He couldn't resist. Mike spanked her hard on the non-sore butt cheek, a loud crack issued forth followed by yelp and a "OW, FUCKER!"

Mike cackled and tried to rise but then realized he'd forgot about his bruised ribs and cried out in pain as she turn and leapt at him, bringing him to a crumpled heap at the base of the couch.

"Couldn't move fast enough, huh, you big prick" she said, mirthful anger ringing her face. She began to tickle him, knowing the exact spots that would cause him to burst into a fit of laughter. He squinted his eyes and half-laughed, half-cried as both pain and the pleasant sensation of tickling hit him. He squirmed and rolled over onto his back.

With a leap, she spun around and locked both legs around either side of his head, her butt sticking in his face and her ankles locked around his head. She continued her assault on his ribs and arms as she flexed her legs around his head and squeezed, muffling his laughter with her butt cheeks.

Mike didn't know if he should be mad or not. This was seriously hurting, but he was literally getting an eyeful of the nicest ass he knew of. 

She relented for a second, rising up and letting him breathe. "Hold on, let me fart," she said, giggling.

He bucked and wiggled, trying to escape, causing her to clamp her legs back down. Her pussy landed on his nose, and he felt it press slightly into her as her muscled ass cheeks landed back on his head and eyes. He couldn't help but inhale as she lay her pussy down on his nose. He continued trying to laugh as she continued to tickle him, hoping his dick was behaving itself.

"Say you're sorry,"

"No."

"Say it."

"NO."

Mike would play her game. 

"Say it or you'll be sorry."

Beth and Danni were both laughing at their siblings, amused at the spectacle. It was a common occurrence between the two, their playful fighting. Mike usually let Emma win of course, he'd never actually hit or hurt his sisters. Mike wondered if she'd actually fart on him. He hoped not, Emma's farts could clear out a room.

"Sorry," he said, feeling her start to rise.

"Damn you"

As she rose up, Mike struck, seizing the opportune moment. She had just risen to her knees, pulling that wonderful smelling pussy and luscious ass off his head. He slid his legs quick out from under her and leapt forward, pushing her to the ground and lying on top of her.

"Ooof," she called, as his weight pressed down. 

"Payback," he said, beginning his finger assault on her ribs.

"Oh shit," she said beginning to twist and turn trying to get out of his grasp. He shifted and sat directly onto her thighs, pinning both hands behind her back and tickling her with his free hand. Her feet were kicking him in the back and she was wildly tossing her head and bouncing under him trying to free herself, giggling the entire time. He realized that his dick was pressing into her ass as she wiggled around under him, and to his surprise he could feel her gently pressing back as she wiggled around on the ground. 

She had to know what she was doing. She to feel him pressing between her butt cheeks.

"Okay, stop Mike, I can't breathe, stop stop stop, you prick," she said, giggles bouncing from her lips as she gasped for breath.

"Who's the man?" he asked her.

"Uh, Sarah, Sarah is the man." Mike pressed down harder with his hands on her back and she winced, "Okay okay, you are."

"I'm what."

"YER THE MAN," she yelled.

He rolled off quickly and back up out of her reach. "Truce," he warned. She sat up and looked like she wanted to stab him something.

"I know something you can stab her with."

"Cheater," she said.

"It's not cheating if you aren't caught," he said smiling. Then he realized he was still erect and headed upstairs as Emma headed for a couch. Sarah came out of the wash room holding some of his shirts. She saw Mike trying to cover his erection and caught his eye with a wink and a mischievous smile.

He couldn't help but smile as he saw her follow him quietly up the stairs.



Just the Six of Us Ch. 07



Thanks again to ZexWizzard, my editor and idea man.

Chapter 7

He went into his room, letting Sarah enter after him and shutting the door behind her. She was on him immediately, eagerly pressing her lips to his in a hurried embrace. He felt her run her hands down his back and to his butt, pulling his hips forward and grinding her crotch against his erection.

"Throw her down and fuck her"

'You've said that before,' he thought at it. 'Don't you ever come up with new ones?'

"The classics never change"

He laid his head back on the door with a dull thud. She began to drop to her knees as she quickly began to unzip him. He glanced down at her a second later, confused as to why she stopped.

"I just remembered, I told you last time that you were gonna have to earn one," she said, with a wicked grin.

He groaned as images of him washing dishes and doing laundry filled his mind. "Dishes or laundry," he said, completely missing her innuendo.

"Oh no," she said, chuckling at him. "I'm not going to waste it on anything like that." 

She stood up and stepped back a bit, beginning to pull her shorts off.

"Sarah, what are you doing?" he asked, surprised at her.

"I told you. You're gonna earn these lips this time bucko." 

"Won't they hear us?" he asked, suddenly remembering his other siblings.

In response, she leaned over and turned on his radio. "Well, I can try and be quiet," she grinned at him.

"I've never..." he began to blush again.

"Ate at the crab shack, ordered the furburger, enjoyed a nice side of snatch, gone muff diving, munched carpet, sunk your tongue into a nice hot steaming bowl of sardine sau..."

'Yeah, that's not helping,' he grumbled at the voice.

"Oh sweetie," she said, smiling. "Don't be embarrassed. You've been amazing at everything else, I'm sure you'll do just fine at this. I'll tell you what to do."

"Okay," he said smiling, suddenly excited at the thought. "I just never thought that we'd take it this far," he admitted. "I'm glad we are though."

"Me too, sweetie," she smiled at him.

He leaned forwards, gently falling to his knees and grabbing her shorts. He pulled them gently off and tossed them to the side within easy reach, in case they were disturbed. She was wearing black lacy underwear.

"I put them on for you, hoping you might try and catch a glance sometime. I normally wear something more sensible," she said, seeing his surprise.

He leaned forward and kissed her inner thigh, gently nibbling on the flesh and moving slowly around.

"That's...nice..." she said, her eyes closed as she gently began to sway. "Oh... my..."

He continued to kiss on her thigh, slowly moving to her other thigh as he inserted a finger into the elastic band of her underwear. He moved his lips over the panties as they slipped passed on their trip down her legs, moving gently closer and closer to her mound. He pulled back and looked first at her pussy lips, and then up at her. She was shaved. 

She smiled down at him, "I did it for you. You like?" 

He grinned and went back to kissing. He slowly moved his lips over her pussy, drawing a small smile and a whisper of pleasure from her mouth. She gingerly lifted a leg to allow him access. He smiled, wrapping his arms around her waist and gently pulling her towards his tongue. His tongue began to draw small circles around her pussy lips, tentatively avoiding her clitoris and the area between her lips.

She draped the raised leg over the beg of his shoulder as he finally began to lick along her clitoris, pushing his tongue deep between her folds and drawing her pussy to his mouth.

"Now don't just lick like a puppy dog," she instructed. "You can... Oh god..." she said, momentarily distracted as she slurped on her clitoris again. "You can gently nibble, use a finger or two. Just don't stop, that's the key thing."

He pulled a hand from around her waist, and started to push it into her pussy.

"Here," she said, grabbing his hand. She pulled it to her mouth and licked on his fingers, pulling them into her mouth and then lowering it back to her pussy. She turned his hand palm towards him and pushed two of his fingers inside of her.

"Now little brother, gently begin making a 'Come here' motion with those two fingers as you gently suck on my clitoris."

Mike did as he was instructed, pulling his finger tips along the moist flesh of her vagina.

"Oh... sweetie..." she said, her knees starting to go weak.

She gently fell to her knees as he briefly pulled his mouth away and let her lay on her back, but then immediately went back to sucking on her clitoris and continuing the same movement with his fingers. She immediately began to wiggle and gasp uncontrollably, feeling an orgasm working its fingers up her body.

"Wow... you are good at this, sweetie," she said, smiling and closing her eyes. "My little brother is an excellent pussy eater," she announced quietly. He smiled, his lips tenderly pressed against her cunt. 

"Hurry up and stick your dick in her."

She felt her vaginal muscles contract, wanting to draw him in as the first wave of her orgasm hit. She let out a small gasp and moaned, grabbing the back of his head and pulling him harder against herself as she came. "Oh God, Mike... Yes... yes... " she arched and bucked her hips a few times until the last waves of the orgasm had passed, then just lay there a few seconds, basking in the twinges of her aftershocks.

Mike lifted his head and looked up at Sarah. "How was that?"

She laughed, a little loudly for his comfort, "Sweetie, I think you were made to eat pussy." She rolled over after a few seconds and reached for her shorts. She giggled seeing the look on his face. "We aren't done yet, don't worry. I just have a surprise for you."

She reached into the pocket of her shorts and pulled something flat and round out.

"We'll need this," she said, handing it over to him.

He looked at it a second, shock crossing his face. "Sarah, this is...we can't do this!"

She looked puzzled. "Why not? It's just a condom."

"Sarah, that's... that's incest!"

"What do you think we've been doing, you big doofus?"

"Just do it you big pussy"

"This is different Sarah. I don't know about this."

"Mike, if you don't want me then..."

"It's not that Sarah, I do want you. I mean, I really do want you, like a lot. I keep having a voice in my head saying throw you to the ground and fuck you."

"Maybe you should listen to it," she said and began to rub her pussy again.

"I don't know Sarah."

"Well, if you aren't comfortable," she said, pulling her hand away from her pussy and sticking her fingers in her mouth.

"I just don't want things to get weird between us, and I don't want you to get hurt."

She smiled, touched at his concern.

"Mike, I want to fuck you more than I've wanted to fuck anyone before, and that's saying a lot for me." 

"You do?" he asked, genuine surprise on his face.

"WILL YOU PLEASE FUCK HER, ALREADY!"

She nodded, smiling sweetly again. He pulled the condom wrapper off and began to try and pull it over his dick, then turned it over when he realized it was inverted, rolling his eyes as it slid easily over his dick. Sarah was watching him with an amused expression on her face.

She gently lifted her shirt off her head as he pulled his lounge pants around his ankles. She was lying on her back, her elbows propping up her upper body, her breasts pointing up at him and nipples hardening in the cool air. She slowly spread her legs and licked her lips as he came forwards, positioning himself at her vagina. 

"Just go slow at first, and then do whatever feels good to you," she told him, pulling him close and reaching up to kiss him. He nodded, shuffling his feet closer. He began to rub the head of his cock against her still moist pussy lips. She closed her eyes and sighed softly, eagerly awaiting the cock that was poised for a plunge into her snatch.

A loud knock on his door sent him scrambling up and yanking his pants upwards, the condom still on his penis. Sarah rolled quickly under his bed, grabbing her shirt but forgetting her shorts on the ground. The door opened as Mike sat down quickly at his desk. It was Emma.

"Hey, Mike, can you look at my car later. It's making a funny noise."

"Yeah sure," he said, trying to sound dismissive. 

"Thanks," she said, with a curious pause. She was staring down at the decidedly feminine shorts on the ground near the bed. He didn't turn around as she closed the door behind her with a soft click, and couldn't see the shocked look on her face.

Sarah rolled out from under the bed, a huge grin on her face. "That was a close one!"

"Ya think?" Mike said, a little too loudly. "I told you we might get caught!"

"Calm down, sweetie, she didn't notice anything." She began to pull her shirt over her head, realizing that they wouldn't be continuing their fun at that moment.

"She might have seen your shorts!" he cried. 

"You can still fuck her!"

'Stay out of this,' he begged the voice.

"Pussy! Gimme gimme gimme."

"She didn't, sweetie. Calm down. We'll try again when we are alone. I know this was a little difficult on you, but I promise I'll take care of you soon."

Outside, Emma had her ear to the door, and a shocked looked still plastered to her face. Her look only got bigger as she heard what her eldest sister said next.

"I've been waiting for this since just after we got started fooling around and I'm going to fuck your brains out. Okay sweetie?" 

The door knob began to turn and she turned and bolted for her room.

Mike was still sitting at his desk, running a hand through his hair. "I guess," he said, feeling like a pervert and deranged asshole again.

She came over and hugged him, kissing his cheek and turned to leave.

"I know this is a totally different topic, but I just wanted you to know, I really appreciate how sweet you're being with Sarah. She's been through a lot and needs someone strong to cling to. I'd never have thought that you two could be so close."

"She said it's comforting to sleep next to me."

"I can imagine that it feels wonderful," Sarah said, smiling at him.

"You know we're just sleeping together right," he said, eyeballing her suspiciously. 

"I know sweetie. It's what she needs right now. I'm not worried about it. Besides, you guys are my family."

He smiled at her. "I was worried that you'd be jealous of her if I started showing her more attention."

She smiled, genuinely touched at his concern for her and Danni.

"Sweetie, she has just as much claim over you as I do, she helped raise you too. She just went about it in different ways than I did. Whatever she needs to happen to help her heal, will happen. I won't get jealous."

"Thanks, Sarah. He stood again and went over to hug her.

"Besides, you two look so cute all snuggled up together the other day. I just had to take a picture."

He chuckled at the thought of this, remembering how the old Danni would have been enraged, threatening bodily harm if all the pictures weren't destroyed.

He suddenly had an idea and turned to her. "Can I get a copy of it?" he asked, smiling.

She nodded and leaned in for a kiss. "As long as you promise to give me some of that delicious cum later."

"Now, now, now, now, now... don't let her leave!"

He laughed and slapped her on the ass as she headed for his door.

She turned and fixed a goofy faux sultry look on him. "Harder Daddy, harder," she said, and winked, wiggling her butt at him. She stopped just outside his door, "I just remembered, I've got an idea that I think you'll like that we can all do. Can you come downstairs in a minute?"

He stood and pulled the condom off, wrapping it in some Kleenex and heading downstairs to throw it in the trash can, very, very, deep down in the trash can.

Emma had come downstairs after seeing the coast was clear, just in case they had noticed someone listening in, somehow. She sat in a recliner, pointedly not looking at Mike or Sarah. She didn't have an angry look on her face, just a confused grin.

Beth and Danni were still lying on the couch together watching TV, but slid apart as Mike came down and sat between them. They both fell back against his shoulders as he sat back, and he couldn't help but glance down at both sets of cleavage. Dear God Beth had such perfect tits. He had a nearly overpowering urge just then to grab one and squeeze it, to take her nipple in his finger and pinch it. 

Feeling sufficiently perverted, he turned his attention to Sarah.

"So I have this idea, and I think you all might like it. In short, I think we need to go on vacation."

Mike immediately knew that he wanted to go. Definitely needed to get away from this house that had been corrupting his brain and making him defile his sisters. It was easy for them to go on vacation. After his parents had been killed, the 5 kids had received a large insurance payment from their parents' life insurance policies along with the money that they had saved while they still had their medical practice. Sarah had sought financial advice about what to do and they were now living off investments and still had very large chunk of the original sum they had inherited. Sarah could stretch a dollar farther than anyone else he knew. 

They had rarely gone on vacation, usually because the twins were still in high school, or Beth was taking summer classes, or Danni had some other engagement to go to. This summer marked the first time they'd all been off at the same time. It seemed like a perfect time for vacation.

"I think that'd be a great idea," Mike said, after a few seconds of silence. "It'll get us away from here and some of us definitely need a little bit of relaxation," he said, drawing a laugh from his sisters.

"Where do you think we should go?" Emma asked, glancing at her brother. She still couldn't believe what she'd heard. The conversation faded out as she was lost in thought. Sarah and Mike were fooling around. They were her sister and brother! They were related! Why wasn't she more repulsed by the thought? It should have sent her to the bathroom and vomiting her guts out. She wasn't though. She couldn't figure out why at first. It was Mike and Sarah. The thought that they were at least having oral sex, maybe more, and they were related kept bouncing around in her head. It was shocking, but there were other feelings there too. What were they? She was as surprised as she was confused.

"Cabo san Lucas maybe?" Sarah asked.

"South Padre," Beth suggested.

She'd always been close to her brother, they were twins for fuck's sake, but she'd never have thought that he'd be doing something like that with Sarah. She knew her sister well, but not as well as she knew Mike. It had to be her idea. There wasn't any other explanation. Mike must have told her about being caught in the shower and saying Danni's name out in the heat of passion. She hadn't thought any worse of her brother for what had happened, but had been reveling in the fun of tormenting him, knowing that he was agonizing over the event.

Sarah had been so vulgar, though. She'd never heard her say such things, telling her brother that she'd fuck him and wanted his cum. It wasn't her business, why couldn't she get it out of her head? Who cares if he was fucking his own sister, they were both consenting adults. Sure, it wasn't legal, but who were they really hurting? She found herself drifting over to this other unexplained feeling that began to overwhelm the others that were surging through her, as she brought herself back to the conversation.

"I like the Grand Caymans idea, but it's more expensive than the others would be. I'd suggest a cruise, but you have to book those in advance." Mike was rambling.

Emma glanced over at her brother. She knew he had to be bursting with testosterone and other hormones that saturated his manly prime. She certainly wasn't making it easy on him. She absolutely delighted in taunting her brother. She knew perfectly well what a nice ass she had, and precisely why her brother loved to go running with her. It even excited her that he found her attractive. It was her twin and she was closer to him than anyone else in the world. She could see why Sarah would be so excited and into being intimate with him, even wanting him.

Sex with him would be so much fun. She was only guessing, being a virgin, of course. She'd have to give him that, but he'd probably know to be gentle with her. 'This is Mike, your twin you dummy! What the fuck are you thinking about? Giving your brother your virginity?' she asked, thinking quietly to herself. She suddenly realized the unexplained feelings she was having. Jealousy. She couldn't believe it! She was jealous!

Sarah was being intimate with her twin and she was being left out. She began to realize that it was because she and Mike were so close. It felt like if someone in their family were to be intimate, it would be those two. They were so close it seemed like the next logical step.

She shook her head, drawing a curious gaze from Sarah. 

This was Mike she was getting jealous over, not some guy at school. This was so wrong. Why did she feel so strongly about it? It felt like someone had opened a flood gate and this wave of emotion had poured out. She'd never felt anything so strongly before. All through high school and in her first year of college, she'd never been remotely interested in anyone, boys or girls. Now someone had turned on these feelings and she was finding herself wanting to express the love she held for him physically, yes fuck him, sisters be damned.

She'd never felt like this, and never felt this intensely, about anything, even sports, which were her favorite pastime. She was the only person that watched Sports Center besides Mike and usually more than him. She suddenly realized that she actually was going to try and give herself to her brother. She'd have to broach the subject with one of them. 

Sarah, she realized suddenly, she'd be much easier to talk to about what was going on and the feelings she was having. Suddenly she was very envious of her older sister and suddenly couldn't wait to get her alone to talk.

"Emma? How does a trip down to the Cayman Islands sound?" Sarah asked, looking curiously at her sister.

"Wonderful," she said, smiling genuinely at her. She'd have to talk to her soon.

Sarah and Mike spent the next couple of hours at the computer, making flight arrangements and hotel reservations. Everything was set and they'd leave on Friday, spending a few days of luxury at a few small bungalows on the bay opening up into the Caribbean.

Mike looked down at the calendar, it was late Tuesday. He'd have to survive Sarah for a few more days before he could head to paradise and work out all of his demons.

They had supper that evening, Beth cooking again. She made some wonderful tasting oven-baked chicken dish. The meal passed quickly enough for Mike, and he was able to control his desires for his sisters for the time being, only allowing himself the occasional glance at Beth's ample and impressive cleavage. Emma and Sarah both noted his glances with a smile and didn't let on that they'd notice.

Mike was detailing some things they could do down in the Grand Caymans, having done some research on the island resort.

"I've got a few surprises planned when we get down there," he said with a wink. "A big one for you," he said looking at Beth.

"For me?" she asked, genuine surprise on her face. "Why me? What are you doing?"

"Nope," he shook his head. "Surprise."

She pouted at him and flashed her green eyes and long lashes. "Pleeeease."

He chuckled and shook his head. "I think you know how to get what you want just fine," he said laughing, adding, "Shy my ass." Laughter echoed around the room.



Just the Six of Us Ch. 08



As always, thanks to ZexWizzard for the edits and suggestions. 

Chapter 8

The next few days passed by quickly, and relatively normally. Mike tried to keep himself occupied, working out and running with Emma when his bruises had healed enough. Normal enough, all things considered. Sarah kept trying to seduce him, wearing low cut tops and her magic sex apron that he found so damn alluring. He had to keep finding excuses to keep her greedy little sex starved fingers off of him, which, of course, only seem to encourage her to pursue him more aggressively. Emma was strangely quiet around him. She wasn't rude, or indifferent, but not her usual self. Then again, she'd never been very talkative, so it didn't really bother him.

Every night, Danni would come into his room when he went to bed and curl up next to him. They kissed each other tenderly for a few minutes every night as they were falling asleep, waking up embracing each other again and kissing for a few minutes every morning. They'd lay there for as long as they could each morning before they heard the others in the house stirring. 

It never strayed beyond gentle kissing, tongues entwined in embrace. He didn't get embarrassed when he got aroused, or when he awoke that way, and she never indicated that she noticed, unless it was to gently push it out of her stomach or hip. Mike didn't remember the last time he'd felt so relaxed, as when he woke up next to her.

Friday came and Mike loaded the small army of luggage into the back of his truck, the girls piling into Emma's car for the trip to the Airport. The flight down was uneventful, save for Sarah trying to convince her brother to join the Mile High Club somewhere over the Gulf of Mexico. Mike gently admonished her that she'd just have to work things out herself, drawing a pout from her pretty face. Of course he could tell that she'd just redouble her efforts when they got to the island.

After landing and catching a cab to their bungalows, they finally settled in and were already pestering Mike about their surprises. They had two small bungalows, each with two beds. Beth and Sarah would share one, much to Sarah's disappointment. Mike and Danni would share a bed in another, her having been sleeping with him since her salvation, with Emma occupying the second.

They all met in Mike's room and he finally let them in on the surprises, well, one of them at least. He'd arranged a special trip for each of them, something that each of his sisters would love, or so he hoped. He didn't tell them what they were going to do, but assured them they'd love them. The first thing they'd get was a full body massage and spa treatment, to work out all the knots and worries from the trip. 

His sisters, squealing in excitement, headed off for the spa. Mike decided to catch a few winks. He dreamed a pleasant, boob filled dream. Sometimes they took the shape of Beth's perfect tits, or his twin's small breasts, or Sarah attacking him with hers, or even Danni nestling hers softly up against his chest.

"Ah... boobs."

He awoke hearing their voices and quickly hid his erection. A voice whispered in his ear as his eyes struggled to open and start working, "It was tenting up when we came in." Sarah giggled as she leaned over her brother. "We all stopped and looked at each other and had to shush each other not to laugh and wake you up, it was adorable. Which one of us were you dreaming about?"

Mike, finally able to hold his head up looked around the room. His sisters looked very relaxed and happy. They weren't looking at him but would giggle softly, chatting amongst themselves. "Take your pick," Mike said, trying to put his embarrassment behind him.

Emma came over and sat down on his lap suddenly. "So when do I get my surprise," she said, pouting innocently and batting her eyelashes at him.

"Shove it in"

'Again, not helping,' he mentally muttered. He could feel the tip of his dick pressing up against her pelvic bone, and she shifted, sliding him gently between her legs up the front of her vagina.

His face twitched in embarrassment, but the look on her face then conveyed all he needed to know. She obviously knew he was aroused, and it didn't bother her. He felt himself relax.

"You hardly ever listen to me," the voice sounded like it was pouting.

He chuckled and gave her a kiss on her cheek. "Well, there a few spectacular golf courses, I thought..." Emma scowled at him, knowing the he knew full well that she loathed golf. 

Seeing the look of mayhem on her face, he quickly put his hands up and began to backpedal. "Just kidding, just kidding."

"We'll get to the rest of the surprise excursions tomorrow," he assured her, giving her a peck on the cheek. As his lips neared her cheek, she turned suddenly and their lips pressed together, briefly. She jumped off his lap and went over to the table, a mischievous smile on her face.

"Tonight, I thought you would like to go eat somewhere, there's a wonderful seafood restaurant not too far away, easily in walking distance." Sarah's eyes lit up. Seafood was her absolute favorite, something you couldn't easily get in the middle of Texas, unless you counted Red Lobster, which she usually didn't.

Sarah looked like she would tackle him and start going at it right there and then, but she contained her excitement. She absolutely adored seafood, and she was determined to pay her brother back for taking the helm and planning every detail of their vacation.

"Sounds great, but I doubt it will be better than anything Beth could make," Danni said, smiling at her sister.

Beth returned the smile with a 'Yeah, whatever' look on her face. 

"Don't worry, I've got something planned for each of you."

They went to dinner that evening and Sarah absolutely relished dinner. Crab, and various types of ocean fish and rare foods filled the table, and they ate and drank until they were full. 

"So how was your first day?" Mike asked Beth.

She smiled as she glanced up from her plate.

"That's so good," she said, indicating the plate of seafood in front of her. "That full body massage was sooooo relaxing," she said with a smile and a twinkle in her eyes.

Mike, feeling playful, leaned over and quietly asked, "So did they give you the happy ending I paid for?"

Beth, actually getting the joke for once, giggled at him and threw a crab leg. "Yes," she said, drawing a burst of laughter from the table. It obviously hadn't been true, but the mirth at the table made him feel good. He'd really wanted this vacation to turn out great, and so far it looked like it would. They retired early that evening, electing to start early in the morning, Mike promising that the day would be filled with stuff to do. 

Later that evening, Mike lay down on the bed in his room staring out at the Caribbean, the sun was setting and a blaze of gold refracted off the water. Emma was sitting on her bed, looking out at the same view. "Beautiful isn't it?" she asked.

Mike rolled over and looked back at her, just staring at her for a few seconds. "Yes," he said simply, smiling slowly. He saw her begin to blush in the pale light and lower her eyes in modesty, a smile brightening her face.

Danni came out of the bathroom in her sports bra and panties and headed over to Mike's bed. The rest of the family had accepted her need for someone understanding to sleep next to. Emma watched as her sister crawled into bed next to him and curled up on a pillow, waiting for Mike to get in.

Emma pulled herself into bed, feeling a bolt of jealousy fleetingly pass through her. She couldn't hold it against her sister, though, knowing how much she'd been through. She felt her heart warm as she saw how her sister responded to Mike just being near. She knew that Mike wouldn't ever hurt Danni, wouldn't force anything on her, would just be there for her whenever she needed him. She found herself desperately wishing she could be held in his arms as well. She turned over, trying to go to sleep, but couldn't and soon turned back to her siblings.

Mike yawned, stretching his arms. It had been a long day, but a good one. He pulled the covers up and lay down beside Danni, relishing the feeling of her body relaxing and melting up against his. She looked up at him as he smiled at her and kissed him gently on the lips. 

Emma saw how the tension seemed to melt from Danni as Mike drew close. It was very heartwarming and she was thankful that her sister was getting comfort. She saw the tender kiss between them and with a smile on her lips, wiped a happy tear from her eye and turned back over. The cool breeze from the ocean drifted over them and all three slept soundly through the night.

The next morning, they enjoyed a nice breakfast at a local restaurant and Mike gave them their next gift. He'd arranged for a half a day of shopping at all the local tourist traps and boutiques. The girls cheered happily and hugged each other and their brother. They'd all been worried that he'd forget their love of shopping. Mike knew better, having planned this vacation to perfection.

The morning passed swiftly for the girls, hitting nearly every shop they could find. By the end of the day, Mike was sweating, carrying armfuls of bags and trudging dejectedly behind them. They stopped for a bite to eat near a beach and Mike picked a small white wildflower, placing it on Danni's ear. She was sitting on a bench, her back to the ocean, and her face to the side, staring off towards the distance. A soft wind picked up and blew her hair gently around her face. Mike grabbed his camera and clicked a quick picture, smiling. He had all he needed he realized, for Danni's surprise.

To his sisters, the shopping had been Danni's surprise. They all loved it, but none more than she. It was 6 hours of hell for Mike, but he endured and persevered. After seeing how happy his sisters were, like everything else, he'd do it all again. He couldn't wait to give Danni her real surprise.

The island heat began to get to them and Mike gave Emma her surprise. He'd rented a few wave runners for them. Her eyes gleamed as she heard what her surprise was. She loved wave runners and water skiing, and had been secretly hoping that he'd rented a couple. They caught a ride to the rental place and Mike turned in the ticket. There was a small life vest fitting area they had to go through, as well as a training session. The lessons quickly over, they took off, racing up the beach. Sarah had her own wave runner, racing quickly ahead of her siblings, leading the way. Beth and Danni followed her on the second one with Mike and Emma on the third.

Emma had chosen to drive first, and felt tingles of excitement run up her body as Mike climbed behind her. He reached around and held on to the front of her vest, gently squeezing her close to him as she raced over the water. She had a wild smile on her face as she steered back and forth, racing her sisters and following the leader. Mike realized that her life vest was loose fitting as he bounced up and down a bit when she when over the wake, feeling the vest pull up a bit too much. 

He reached around and felt around for the strap, "Your vest is loose," he said.

She nodded looking down for a second, then held up a broken part of the strap. They slowed to a crawl as she undid the vest, standing up and stowing it under the seat. 

"Just hold on to me tight and don't let go," she said as she throttled up again.

Mike wrapped his arms around her waist as they raced up towards their sisters again, who hadn't seen them slow down. He felt her hand on his for a second, and then she pulled it upwards, repositioning him. "Sorry," he called, thinking he was squeezing her too hard. Her hand moved up and placed his directly on her perky, apple sized breasts.

Mike, not realizing at first, as the water rushed by, suddenly realized that he was feeling her up. He couldn't let go for fear of her falling off and him not being able to get to her quick enough. To his amazement, she reached back down and moved his hands again, this time pulling them back and pushing them inside her bikini top, pulling it up and off her breasts but still clinging to her. 

Unable to resist, he began to gently play with her breasts, pinching and rolling her nipples. He began to feel himself get an erection and wondered what the hell it thought it was doing.

"Stick it in her ass"

He felt her gently pushing back against him as he groped her breasts on the wave runner. She lifted up and let his cock slide beneath her. He laid his head on her shoulder and moaned as she began rocking back on forth on it, gently trying to massage him. They raced around for a few minutes, Mike continuing to pinch and play with her nipples as she gently sat on his prick and rubbed herself back and forth on it.

Up ahead, Beth was switching with Danni and the two other wave runners had stopped moving. Emma quickly pulled her top back down as Mike pulled himself out from underneath her, adjusting his hard-on and hiding it as best as he could. They quickly switched places as Danni, Beth and Sarah watched, waiting patiently.

Handing Emma his life vest, he put her broken one over him. Satisfied they were safe enough, they took off again, heading back up the beach towards the rental place. Emma immediately leaned forward and laid her head on his back, running a hand across a muscle. She lifted her head suddenly and leaned forward. "I was so envious of Danni last night. It looked so warm and safe lying next to you. It made me a little jealous."

She sat back and laid her head back down. How far did she dare take this? She'd wanted to slide her bathing suit aside and pull him inside, but knew that would've been impossible, even without her being a virgin. She could still have a little fun she decided, providing she didn't cause him to wreck. He throttled up, taking the lead over and ogling Beth as she bounced along beside him, holding to Danni who was smiling wildly.

Emma, slowly ran her hand along her brother's stomach, feeling around gently near his pants. She felt him jerk as her hand touched his dick, still hard from her pussy massage. She undid the draw string on his trunks and gently slid his dick out, pumping it softly in one hand. She marveled at how big it was, not gargantuan, but formidable from her perspective. "Maybe now you'll yell out Oh Emma," she said, leaning forward and speaking to his ear. He was desperately trying to concentrate.

Suddenly growing bolder, she eased her hand over his and forced him to back off the throttle. Sarah and Danni passed them quickly, and she allowed him to throttle back up, taking place behind them. She quickly stood, jumped around in front and sat facing him. She smiled and quickly kissed him, her tongue entwined in his mouth as they raced along. It was so exciting, at any moment one of their siblings could turn around and catch them.

Emma reached down with her hand and grabbed his dick, pulling herself up and wrapping her legs around him. She pulled it close to her and began to rub up and down with her bikini clad pussy. Drawing from her earlier idea, she gently lifted her butt up and slide the bikini slightly to the side. She popped open the two latches on the front of her life vest and slid it open, pulling her bikini top up and pinching her nipples. She ran hand down her stomach and into her pussy, pushing a few fingers in and pulling them back out. Her mouth opened and she sucked her fingers into her mouth, slurping down her own juices.

"See how wet you made me?" she asked, but then looked down and pulled his hips forward and pushed his cock up against her pussy.

Mike moaned as she began to arch her hips up and down, rubbing the lips of her pussy up and down his shaft and pumping his cock with both hands. 

She was rewarded quickly, as he started to cum, losing the fight against the excitement of the situation. She pumped her pussy and hand on his cock several times, a few thick ropes of cum arced up and layed out neatly on her torso. Several ejaculations later, she was thoroughly coated by her brother's cum, and it began to drip down her body. 

Grinning at him wickedly, she grabbed the handle bar and pulled to one side. They both flew off the wave runner, the safety key pulling out as they did. She popped back to the surface and began to scrub the cum off herself. He came up laughing. "That's one way to get rid of the evidence I guess," he said, still laughing.

She swam up to him and kissed him quickly. "I've been wanting to do that since we got here." She winked at her surprised brother and swam back to the wave runner.

"My turn!" she said, grinning at him.

Smiling, he turned and climbed aboard with her.

It had only been an hour rental and soon it was time to return them. Emma smiled and gave him a platonic hug after they had turned in all the equipment, quickly pointing out the broken strap on the life vest. "Thanks for the surprise, bro."

The next excursion was a short cab ride away. He told Beth that this surprise was for her and that of all of the excursions, this was the one that he knew she'd love. All five hopped aboard a chartered boat and sat back as the crewmen explained the intricacies of what they were going to do. Beth squealed in excitement when he pulled out the snorkels, masks and swim-fins and began to explain the proper use. They boat they were on would make two stops.

Their first stop would be at a coral reef where they could snorkel around and see all sorts of marine life. There were twenty or so other people on the boat and the crew quickly took a headcount to make sure no one was left behind when they returned. There was a group of younger guys on the boat that had taken an obvious interest in Mike's sisters. The girls politely chatted with them and laughed at their jokes, but were obviously not interested.

The guide explained that they'd have to pair up and swim with another person when they reached the reef. Sensing what was coming, Mike rolled his eyes and looked at across at Emma, who winked at him, also having sensed it. One of the guys in the group, the leader, came back over to the group.

"So there's three of us, and it looks like you guys will be one short, just like us. Would you like to pair up? Maybe afterwards we can get some drinks and see where the night takes us?" It was a brave speech but he couldn't keep his eyes off Beth's tits, her ample cleavage clearly visible. Everyone saw where he was looking, and no one was amused.

Mike figured Emma would be the one to say something snarky, but he was very surprised to hear Danni's voice. He briefly wondered if she was going to accept their offer and slide back into the old Danni. He knew better, though, and the thought vanished as quickly as it had appeared.

"Listen stud, I know you think that Mike here is with just one of us, but that's where you are sadly mistaken. He's with all of us." Mike had to fight not to start laughing, determined to play the cool cat that Danni was trying to make him out to be. He didn't move, but continued to lie back looking around, as if uninterested in what was going on.

"Whatever," the guy said.

"Don't believe her?" Emma asked, suddenly standing. She flashed a wink at her sisters and went over to Mike, kissing him deeply. Sarah stood, following her lead and went to sit on his other leg, leaning in and taking her turn kissing him just as deeply. 

Danni stood, and barely containing her smile, leaned over and kissed him deeply, running a hand along and down his crotch as she looked back at the guy, whose mouth had dropped open. Beth stood and went over to her brother, determined to keep the ruse up and really stick it to the guy who had been staring at her tits. 

Emma and Sarah moved as Beth came close, leaning way over facing her ass towards the group of dumbfounded young guys. She winked at her brother, trying to stifle a grin as she sloppily kissed him, her cleavage gently pressed against his chest. "Thanks baby," she purred, winking at him and returning to her seat.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 08



The leader of the group threw an incredulous look at Mike, who couldn't resist. "How else do you think I got all these cuts and bruises man?" he asked, throwing his arms wide.

A burst of laughter erupted from several of the people on the boat, and the trio turned, red-faced to sit down. Mike didn't know if he could love his sisters any more than at that moment, and if it hadn't been for Emma's gift earlier on the wave runner, he was sure he'd have Captain Magnificent on display in his swim trunks.

The boat slowed as they approached the coral reef. Mike and his sister's paired up with an older gentleman and dove into the water. Beth was extremely happy, drifting amongst the fish and strange sea creatures. The reef was about 10 to 20 feet below them, but the fish would swim up and play amongst them, being used to tourists. They swam for about thirty minutes before they all got back in the boat. The tour guides did a head count and headed for the next part of their journey.

Mike was excited more about this particular part of the vacation more than any other. Beth was a huge lover of animals and he'd been looking forward to surprising her with this since he discovered the idea. They were heading to a place known as Stingray City.

Located on a sand bar in the middle of the bay, Stingray City was a feeding ground for stingrays. Beth could barely contain her excitement as the tour guide explained what to do. The four or five tour guides on the boat would enter the water, followed by the group. The stingrays, which had long grown used to people, would come up and play amongst them. The tour guides would even pick them up, allowing people to touch and hold them, even take pictures.

As they got back in the boat, and began to head back to land, Beth came over and hugged on her brother. She held the embrace for a few seconds and then looked at him with sincerity and smiling. "Thank you," she said. "That was absolutely wonderful."

That evening, after a supper at a different restaurant than the night before, they sat out on the beach watching the sunset. They chatted lightly, laughing and recalling the events of the day. Mike cast a glance at his twin, who stared at him long and hard, returning his smile but not saying a word. He couldn't believe the turn his life had taken. He'd gone from lusting after his sisters to actually lusting on them. 

"You should have listened sooner, now hurry up and start fucking one of them or maybe all of them"

Mike couldn't help but grin, and vowed to at least give the voice in his head a chance.

He glanced over at Danni. She caught his eye as he nodded slightly towards the beach. "Gonna take a walk, you wanna come?" he said. "I've got something to show you." 

Danni smiled and they walked down the beach, enjoying the feel of the sand in their toes and the sound of the waves against the shore.

Mike stopped and held his hand out to his sister. "I know you've been through a lot and I just wanted you to know something." He pulled a small object from his pocket. "I'm so glad that I can be there for you and I just wanted you to know how you look through my eyes."

She looked at him, smiling curiously as he handed over the small object. She turned it over in her hand. It was a small silver locket. She pressed the button and it clicked open. The picture inside caused her to hold her hand to her mouth, and then to her chest, trying to stifle her emotion from taking over. It was the picture that he'd taken of her earlier, sitting with the flower in her hair. She looked absolutely beautiful in it. The facing picture was one of them sleeping that Sarah had taken. He had his hand at her side, she had her hands tucked protectively across her body and she was nuzzled closely up against him. They both had looks of serenity on their faces. Danni smiled and looked up at her brother.

"Now you will always have something to look at to make you smile," he said.

She wiped a tear from her eyes.

"When did you get to be so wonderful?" she said, gazing at him.

"Well, I was thinking of putting a different picture in there. Remember that one I snapped of you just before you hit me with the full coke can?"

She opened her mouth wide at him and smacked him on the shoulder, laughing and pretending to be angry. 

"I figured it could be sort of a before and after thing."

She smiled, "Shut up, you big goofball," leaning in a kissing him again.

They walked back to the bungalow and climbed in bed. Emma came out of the bathroom just as they were snuggling close together. She came over to their bed and smiled, kissing them both on the head.

"Thanks for a great day Mike," Emma said, smiling and winking at him knowingly.

They soon fell asleep to the sound of lapping waves.

Mike awoke in the middle of the night. He looked at Danni. She was awake and looking at him. "Hi," he whispered quietly.

"Hey," she answered.

She leaned her head in and began to kiss him gently. She felt the familiar electricity run through her as their lips touched. She grabbed the back of his head, pulling him close to her and kissing him deeply. She broke the kiss, moving down the side of his neck, to his chest. She kissed a thousand times across his chest and back up to the other side, softly like the touch of a whisper. She moved her mouth back up to his, gently pushing her tongue into his mouth to entwine his with her own. 

He felt her roll him on his back, and then climbed on top of him. He was swept up in the pure passion of what was happening. They ceased to be brother and sister at that moment, were two entities entwining and exploring. She sat up then, and lifted her arms to remove her sports bra, before lying back down in his embrace. She reached down with one hand and grabbed one of his.

Pulling his hand upwards, she gently placed it on her breast. He began to gently rub and knead, gently pinching her nipple and rolling it between his fingers. He broke the kiss and began to kiss her jaw, moving down towards the base of her jaw to her neck, and lower to the base of her neck, kissing gently, licking, caressing. His fingers delicately danced across her nipple, moving to the other breast, playing and drawing circles along them. She moaned softly as his lips moved lower, replacing his hand at her nipples, gently sucking them into his mouth and tenderly biting them.

Emma smiled, knowing what was happening. She knew it was a magical moment for her sister. She wanted to leave the room, but couldn't tear her eyes away. It was so erotic and exciting that she couldn't stop watching, and gently began to rub her pussy.

Danni was in ecstasy, feeling Mike's strong hands roam over her torso and down to her buttocks as he tenderly nibbled and kissed her breasts and neck. She slowly reached down and tugged at his boxers, sliding them quietly off and tossing them to the floor. His erection was strong, like an iron rod pushing gently on her leg. She reached down and took hold of it, gently pumping it up and down.

Mike, knowing what she was asking of him, knowing that it might come to this act, gently reached down and began to pull her underwear off. He ran his fingers along her back, gently rubbed them across her buttocks and back up. He pulled the single sheet on the bed back over them and continued to softly kiss and suckle at her neck and nipples. 

She moved up to straddle him, positioning his cock and lifting up slightly. She felt the fleshy hardness of his penis gently pressing into her, trying desperately to get in. She arched her back and pulled her hips backwards and forwards, pulling the tip of his cock back and forth across her lips. Both of them moaned softly, feeling the warm flesh of the other pressing at their intimates.

She opened her eyes and looked into his. "I love you, Mike," she said softly. She slowly pushed down on him, feeling him slide into her wetness. He gasped in pleasure, and she felt his thick shaft pressing against the sides of her pussy. She couldn't help whimper in pure delight. Every inch she travelled down his shaft felt like a thousand fingers of static popping on her skin, every cell on her body seemed to cry out in pleasure as she reached the base. Then slowly, she pulled herself higher and began to rise up on him, pulling his cock gently out of her and stopping when she reached the tip. 

He moaned again as she started the whole pleasurable trip down his shaft a second time, sliding up and down on him, growing slightly quicker each time. Mike was in another dimension, the pleasure was like an avalanche of pleasure crashing down on him and the raising off, only to crash back down again. The feeling of his sister on his penis, slowly rising and sliding back down, was as if a million of their kisses were going off in his head.

She pulled herself up again, sliding back down and began to pick up a little speed, but kept the pace relatively slow. She couldn't believe the way he felt inside of her. She'd never felt that with anyone else, the pleasure was worlds apart. It felt almost as if this were her first experience with sex. Then she realized that it was.

They were making love, both of them, for the first time. She softly moaned and flexed the muscles up and down her pussy, sending a rippling effect along his shaft. He moaned again, resisting the urge to grab her hips and roll her on her back.

Emma watched it all, wishing she could be a part of it, but knowing that it would be a crime to interfere in the beautiful act that was happening. She continued rubbing a finger along her slit, gently sliding it in and out, her other finger gently rubbing her clit, her eyes locked on her brother and sister making love in the bed next to her.

Danni gently began to orgasm, a wave of pleasure building up as she tenderly bounced up and down on her brother. She felt him start to erupt as well, and she fell forward and forcefully kissed his lips as the passion and power of their mutual orgasms over took them. He began to instinctively thrust his hips against her pelvis, pushing his dick further into her. She felt her pussy muscles contract as he came inside, as her orgasms shot pleasure through every muscle and fiber. 

He couldn't believe how good this felt. The gently contracting muscles of her pussy seemed to want to pull him in further toward her womb. She was gasping audibly as she bounced up and down on him, sweat drenching both of their bodies and soaking the sheets. She opened her eyes and stared at him as the orgasm finally worked its way through both of their bodies and they collapsed gently on the sheets.

Emma watched them orgasm and just as they both exploded, she felt her own begin to course through her body. Great spasms wracked her slender form as she quickly rubbed her clit and pushed fingers in and out of her slit. Finally, her orgasm spent, she collapsed into her sheets. She was soon asleep and began to dream of a time when she could experience the same with her brother.

Danni pulled herself up and down on her brother again, but it was clear that he was spent. "Was that your first time?" she quietly asked him.

He nodded, "Yes." He ran a hand along her hair, matted by sweat to her face, and brushed it back. "That was wonderful."

She smiled, relishing in his touch and the way it she felt knowing that her brother's seed was inside her. She felt so pure and so naughty at the same time.

"That was my first time as well, making love," she said, smiling at him. 

"I'm so glad that you chose me to share that with," he said, kissing her forehead.

"I don't think it would have felt as perfect with anyone else," she gently nuzzled his chest again, relishing the feeling of his muscles under her cheek, his hair brushing against her skin. They drifted off, clutching at each other and encased in pleasant dreams.



Just the Six of Us Ch. 09



The response to this story has been unbelievable. I'm grateful that everyone has been so enamored with it. I've got several more chapters written and a few more started, so worry not, it's not ending any time soon. This chapter was extremely fun to write, as you'll soon see. I'm excited about the next couple of chapters, and the direction I'm taking Mike, the voice, and his sisters. I'm pretty sure you folks are gonna love it. 

Thanks yet again to ZexWizzard, my editor and idea man.

One more thing before I let you guys get to reading. I've gotten several emails from some military stationed in Iraq and in Afghanistan. I'm very glad that I can give you guys something to take your mind off of the situation that you are in. Stay safe, keep your head down, and keep reading, and I'll keep writing. This chapter is for you. 

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Chapter 9

Mike woke up the next morning and glanced around. Danni was snoozing beside him, so he gently extricated himself and stepped around Emma's sleeping form and moved to the bathroom. Turning on the water and shutting the door, he stepped into the shower and reached for a bar of soap, playing through last night's events in his head.

"You are the fuckin' man" 

Mike laughed. 'Thanks,' he replied to the voice. 'Couldn't have done it without you,' he quickly added.

"Remember that next time you don't listen to me"

There was a soft knock on the door. "Yeah," he called. The door slid open, and Emma poked her head in. She quietly pulled herself in the small bathroom and shut the door behind her. 

He glanced out and saw her standing there, figuring she needed a shower. "I'm almost done. You can have it in a second." 

The shower curtain pulled aside and she stood there, naked. "I uh..." he stammered, at a loss for words.

"Last night was, amazing," she said. "I hope I can find someone to make me feel like that one day."

"I uh, you know what happened?"

She nodded, stepping into the shower with him, water hitting her body and beginning to caress its way downwards. "I happen to know a lot about you, Mike, we're twins remember." She leaned forward and kissed him on the neck. She took the bar of soap in her hands and ran it over her body a few times. The rubbed it across her small breasts and let the soap slip and slide all the way down her body, her twin watching the entire time.

"I know that you've been fooling around with Sarah as well." She gently pinched her nipples, running a hand down her lithe and muscular torso down to her thin pussy lips, gently parting them and inserting a finger.

"I watched you and Danni last night, and I just had to masturbate. Thankfully, I didn't disturb you guys. It was... beautiful." She pulled her finger out of her pussy and ran it up to her brother's mouth. "I found myself wishing I was Danni," she said, running her finger along his mouth and letting him taste her pussy. "I had a dream that you finished making love to her and came over and made love to me as well. I dreamt that I could taste her on your cock."

Mike continued to stare like an idiot, open mouthed as his sister played with herself and proceeded to make his dick rock hard. "Yesterday, I was hoping that you would lean me forward and slide that beautiful cock of yours in. My pussy was begging for it. It made me wish I wasn't a virgin. Hopefully you can take care of that sometime?" She glanced down at him, "Looks like someone finds me sexy. She bent her knees and knelt in front of him, pulling him slowly into her mouth.

She broke her mouth hold on the head of his dick. "Did you know that this is the first cock I've ever sucked? I sure hope I'm doing it right." She closed her eyes and gently pulled him into her mouth, bobbing up and down on him. She reached over and grabbed his hand, putting it on the back of her head as she picked up speed, her tongue washing over the tip of his cock and down the shaft. She let go of his hand as he began to gently guide her head onto his cock and slowly increasing in speed, and then began to pump his dick back and forth in her mouth. She ran the other hand down her body and began to finger her pussy again. 

Mike quickly began to feel himself ready to cum again and looked down at his twin. She smiled as she saw the look in his eyes and stared at his face, opening her mouth and pulling the dick out. She pulled him back a few inches and began to pump his cock with both hands. "I want to taste it, I want to taste my twin brother's cum," she said naughtily, still looking up at him.

"Spray it all over her!" Her dirty talk pushed him over the precipice and he gently called out, "Coming."

She pulled his pulsing shaft back into her mouth and whimpered in excitement as he began to empty into her mouth. "Oh... fuck... Emma...," he stuttered as the orgasm wracked his body and shot his warm seed into her mouth. She continued looking up at him as her mouth filled up, letting it fall out and down her body. She stood up, spitting cum out of her mouth and rubbing it over her body, spreading it across her tits.

"So," she said finally, turning into the water stream and washing cum off of her. "Are you gonna make any of my fantasies come true?"

"I uh..." he stammered, still unable to comprehend or even jumble a few meaningless words together.

"Don't ask me, man. I got nothin'. I'm just as surprised as you."

"I'm guessing that I've piqued your interest. We can talk more about this when he get home." She kissed him, long and deep, holding him to her naked front. Then she turned and exited the shower, stopping for a moment to look back, with the most innocent looking smile on her face and said, "You know how I get when you don't let me win, besides," she said, turning around and running a hand provocatively over her exquisite ass, "I really need someone to spank me."

She turned and left the bathroom, leaving her twin brother still standing like an idiot in the shower. It was a few minutes before he realized that he was still in the shower. He got out and toweled himself off, heading back to his side of the room to get dressed.

He told the girls to have a day of fun for themselves, as they were leaving for home in the morning. He'd planned to let them pick all the activities that day and vowed that he wouldn't complain at all. They decided to explore the rest of the island and shop, much to his chagrin. He'd been hoping for a relaxing day at the beach, but the adventures of last night and this morning in the shower were more than enough reason for him to bend to the whims of his sisters.

They headed to one end of the island, to a small tourist attraction called Hell. It was a field of limestone formations, called spires that resembled what some might picture hell as. They took a few pictures and moved around the island, enjoying a nice lunch and then dinner, and then headed to their bungalows. Mike was sitting on the beach, enjoying the last sunset they'd see that trip. Danni had gone inside and was laying on the bed, snoozing lightly but waiting for him to come so she could properly fall asleep.

Emma had given him a kiss goodnight and then made sure he noticed her ass as it bounced away enticingly. Sarah had went to bed earlier, having drank a little too much wine at supper and feeling tipsy. Beth came out and sat down beside him.

"Hey Beth, are you ready for home?"

"Hey baby," she smiled, calling him by 'her' nickname for him. She'd always called him baby, as opposed to sweetie like Sarah did, or bro or Big M like Emma did. He was the baby of the family to her, and he figured he always would be. "No," she laughed. "This place is too wonderful."

"Oh My God, Lookatherboobs, Lookatherboobs Lookatherboobs." 

"Thanks for the coral reef and stingrays. That's the most fun I've ever had." She smiled and leaned over, laying her head on his shoulders. 

"Just grab one, PLEASE!!!!"

She chatted away with her brother for an hour or so, mostly about the stingrays, the coral reef dive, embarrassing the trio that had hit on them. "Sorry if I got a little carried away then. I just get so tired of guys just staring at these embarrassing things all the time. I wish there was a way for them to stare at my brain. I hate not being listened to."

Mike sat quietly next to her, letting her vent, knowing that she just needed someone to lay her troubles out to.

Finally, she took a break from her verbal rampage. Mike looked over and smiled. "I don't know how much this means, since I'm your brother and all, but I like you just the way you are."

She laughed at the corniness of his statement. "I think you have been in the sun too long," she said, laughing. 

"I know it sounds like a speech from a guidance counselor, but I think you are perfect. I think you are more beautiful than any of our sisters. I think that if you let yourself, you could feel more beautiful than you do. I think you just need someone to listen to you and that can stay on the same wavelength that you are on and you'll be happy."

"You think I'm beautiful? Perfect?" she asked, genuinely inquisitive. 

"Haven't we had this conversation before? Oh wait, that was the other one, nevermind, continue."

"Yes," he said, suddenly wondering why he was going down this same path.

"How am I perfect?"

"Come on, Beth, you know you are gorgeous."

"Just because I have these things doesn't mean I'm gorgeous, Mike," she said, suddenly serious. He realized that she'd misunderstood him.

"That's not what I mean Beth. I mean sure, those are just about the nicest pair I've ever seen, and when you are cutting something, or running, or just moving in general, I swear to god it's like..."

"Focus Mike," she said, chuckling lightly.

"Do you remember that National Honor's Society dinner that I attended with you your senior year?"

"Vaguely," she said, squinting and trying to recall.

"I remember it vividly."

"Come on Mike, that was two years ago, you can't possibly..."

"It was early spring. You were wearing a dress that Danni had bought you, and you had let her do your hair and makeup. She even convinced you to leave your glasses at home. Your hair was a little a little shorter then, I think, but the blonde curls cascaded around you and sort of... framed your face. You had that low-cut dress on that Danni had picked out, and it just accentuated your curves so nicely. I remember trying to pry my eyes off your cleavage even then, only to have them look up at your face, and I felt lost. You looked like you had no business being there, that you were lost from a beauty pageant, or some princess that got separated from her prince. I remember thinking that if I ever forgot what beautiful was, all I had to do was look at you and I'd remember how you looked that night." 

There was a long minute of silence between them.

She smiled at him eventually, silently kissing him on the cheek and wiped a single tear away, and then turned and headed to bed.

He stood and dusted the sand off, then climbed in beside Danny, sleeping soundly the entire night.

He awoke the next morning and felt something wet. Groggily he opened his eyes and peered under the covers. He glanced over, Danni was gone. "Em, dear god," he said, laying his head back down. She lay under the covers at the foot of the bed, her mouth on his cock gently sucking on it.

"If you fuck this up I'll kill you."

"We could get caught," he said at length, as she pulled him into her mouth and ran her tongue along the head of his penis, licking the hole. 

"Oh, I'd like to get caught," she purred, swiftly pulling his erection back into her hungry mouth.

She lowered her head and began to slide quickly up and down on his dick, the head tickling the back of her throat as she quickly slurped and slobbered over the head and shaft. She pulled the dick out and licked down his shaft, then took one of his balls in his mouth and rolled it around on her tongue. It rolled out of her mouth with a pop, and she grabbed his dick and ravenously pulled it back into her mouth. "I couldn't wait for home," she said, grabbing both hands and pumping his cock swiftly.

"Where is... oh shit...," he started to say. 

"Breakfast," she said, quickly, pulling him back into her mouth with an audible moan. Her mouth felt like velvet as she wrapped her satin tongue around his cock, slurping his pre-cum and drooling down his shaft, a small puddle forming around the base of his cock.

Beth couldn't believe what she was watching. She'd finished breakfast and had walked back to her room. She'd decided to go look for shells on the beach and started walking down when she turned and looked into the other bungalow. She stood dumbfounded, as Emma kneeled at the edge of the bed, Mike's large erection in her mouth. Emma seemed to be attacking it, sucking and slurping vigorously. She quickly backed up, as Emma glanced over, then back at Mike. 

She began to feel flushed, and wondered if she was getting too hot. She couldn't turn away as her younger sister eagerly slobbered all over the cock of her brother. This was supposed to be wrong wasn't it? Did Sarah know about this? What would she say? What would she do?

As if on cue, Sarah came up beside her, gasping and bringing a hand to her mouth. She turned an astonished look at Beth. "Oh my god," Sarah said.

"I know!" Beth said, a little too loudly.

Emma smiled in the bungalow, fully aware of the small audience they had gained. She wasn't going to stop though, not until she'd gotten her breakfast. She had a moment of clarity just then, briefly wondering how Mike had awakened this insatiable side of her, and wondering why it had latched on to her own brother to feed on. He started to twitch and she could feel another orgasm building.

She turned and looked at her two sisters as they stared open mouthed. Mike's orgasm chose that moment to blow, his hot semen shot upwards as she quickly placed her mouth over the head of his cock, take her brother's seed into her mouth. She quickly swallowed what she could, felt some of his sperm oozing out the sides of her mouth. She pulled him out and began to lick the rest of the sperm from his prick.

"Good morning, and thanks for breakfast," she said, rising to her feet. She cast another glance at the window, but her sisters had gone. She went to the bathroom to shower.

Outside, hiding behind a small bush, Beth and Sarah were still in shock.

"That was..." Sarah began.

"Different," Beth finished.

"I'll talk to them when we get home," Sarah said, "Don't say anything, okay?"

Beth stood, transfixed, the image of her younger sister with Mike's red, throbbing, oh god it was big and juicy looking...

"BETH!" Sarah said, shaking her.

"Okay, okay. What the hell would I say, hey I saw you sucking on your brother? I'm just, a little stunned is all."

In truth, Sarah was just as turned on as Beth was, though she didn't think that Beth actually knew she was turned on. To think that he'd seduced another sister. That was beyond her, it felt like too much to handle.

"Let's just get back home and we'll handle it then," Beth said, drawing a nod from Sarah.

The flight home was much quieter than the trip down. Mike was exhausted, and slept most of the way. Emma had an evil grin on her face for most of the trip. Beth and Sarah were whispering to each other excitedly, shaking and nodding heads. Danni sat next to Mike, her hand curled up in his, her fingers twirling the locket he'd given her.

"Holy Shit, what a trip." said the voice, even though Mike was out cold. They touched down, disembarked and drove home, collapsing into bed and sleeping, each dreaming different dreams. 



Just the Six of Us Ch. 10



As I've said before, I've gotten several chapters written, but it takes awhile to get it sent to my editor, get it back, go through all the changes and proofread the newest chapter. I've also got a full-time job which is currently kicking my ass. Bear with me, more chapters are coming. 

To the anonymous feedback that told me to stop adding New and Hot to all my stories, I don't do that, the website does it when you get a certain number of hits. 

To the other anonymous feedback, I can't answer your questions if you don't put an email address in. Thank you again for all the feedback, both good and bad.

ZexWizzard, thanks again for the edits and suggestions.

Chapter 10

It was the morning after the flight back. They'd gotten home late and they had all gone straight to bed and fallen asleep quickly the day before. Sarah had gotten up first, as per her normal habit, and soon after Emma had come down.

Finally working up the courage to talk to her youngest sister, Sarah entered the living room and broached the subject at hand.

"Beth and I saw you," Sarah said, staring at Emma who was sitting on the couch

"I know," she said simply, thumbing through a magazine.

After a moment of silence, Sarah asked, "That's all you've got to say?" 

"What do you wanna hear?" Em asked, then added, "I know about you and him anyways. You can't exactly begin lecturing me about something like this."

With a concerned look, Sarah sat down next to her sister. "Emma, it's not that simple."

Emma turned and looked at her. "Why not? You are sleeping with him, Danni is sleeping with him, why can't I?"

"Wait a second," Sarah was shaking her head. 

"I know what I walked in on, Sarah," Emma said. She was still looking at her as Sarah blushed deep red. "I may be inexperienced, but I'm not totally ignorant. I'm certainly not stupid."

Sarah blushed deep red. 

"I know that. I just got a little caught up in what was happening and got carried away with it all. That's all." Sarah lied, then added, "I only started fooling around with him because he was so horny all the time. You and Beth and Danni have all been driving him crazy for the last few years."

"Don't act like you never tormented him," Em replied, "I know how much he would stare at you when you were washing dishes. You never wore a bra and always seemed to make sure he noticed."

"I never tormented him on purpose Emma. You and Danni did it intentionally. I saw how you were drooling on him when he was cleaning the pool. You rubbed yourself down with oil for five minutes. Every day when you run, you stretch and bend in front of him, making sure he sees your butt. You can't tell me that I've ever done anything like that to him."

"I don't know why Sarah, but I've just got this insatiable urge to do unspeakable things to him," Emma confessed.

Sarah stopped looking down in embarrassment and looked up at Emma in surprise. She'd dropped her 'tough girl' attitude and was looking down at herself.

"It's okay Emma," she put a hand on her leg trying to comfort her. "I know what you mean," she said, a smile creasing her face. "We haven't actually had sex yet, though," Sarah said. She rubbed a hand across her face and pulled it through her hair.

"Yeah, I haven't gone that far with him yet either," Emma admitted, "but I can hardly control myself sometimes, and I want him so badly. It's like something has taken me over and now I can't quit lusting after my own brother. In my head I know it's wrong, but I can't control it."

"Technically, he's only sleeping next to Danni," Sarah said, but looked confused as Emma shook her head. "He's not just sleeping with her?" she asked quickly.

"The second night of the trip," Emma confirmed. "They thought I was asleep, but I couldn't turn away."

Sarah leaned forward, eager for information. "Well, how did...," she stopped, unsure of how to put it. "Did Mike..."

"Danni initiated it, Mike would never have tried anything," Emma said, closing her eyes and smiling, replaying the previous night in her mind. "It was beautiful, almost like they weren't related. I was so envious," she admitted.

"Wow, I wish I could have been there," Sarah said, but then quickly tried to cover. "I mean..."

"I know exactly what you mean," said Em, then added, "and it's okay Sarah. You don't need to be embarrassed. I was wishing that it was me too."

"So what are you gonna do?" Sarah asked.

I don't know. I suppose I can just keep tormenting him until he loses all sense of restraint and it just happens, but I'd much rather it be because he wants me. After all, it'll be my first time, you know." Emma's gazed dropped back down.

"That's nothing to be embarrassed about sweetie. Your first time should be special."

"You should have seen how tender and loving he was with Danni," Emma said, remembering that night. "It was almost like it was her first time. It almost felt like I shouldn't have been there, like I was intruding on something almost sacred. I mean, it sounds crazy and all, it was just sex, right? And it was between siblings, but at the same time it was the most amazing thing I had ever seen take place between a man and a woman. He was so gentle and understanding."

Sarah was smiling at her youngest sister. "And you wish that your first time would be something like that."

Emma nodded slowly. "That morning you caught me and Mike, I," She fumbled through the words, obviously embarrassed. "I don't really know what happened. It was like I couldn't help it. The morning after he had made love to Danni, I attacked him in the shower and then again that next morning. It was like all my restraint had been taken away and I just couldn't stop myself. I had to have some part of him. I lose all my inhibition as soon as I get turned on."

"Well, speaking from experience, if any man can handle three women having sex with him, it would be your brother," Sarah said, brushing Emma's hair from her downturned face.

"Wow, really?" Emma asked, looking up and biting her lip nervously. "Well, then I was wondering something else," She shifted on the couch, obviously unsure of how to proceed.

"Okay, what is it?" Sarah asked with a smile. "We're already in the thick of it."

"Well, even though my body is telling me to run upstairs and pounce on him right now, I'd really love it if you could..."

Sarah peered at her curiously, unsure of what she was asking.

"I'm just scared, I don't want to do anything wrong."

"Oh sweetie, I'll do whatever you need me to," Sarah smiled at her. "You just have to ask, okay?"

Emma nodded. "Would you let me watch? Maybe, oh I dunno, help a little?"

Sarah pursed her lips, thinking for a few seconds, then with a smile she said, "I believe I could think of something along those lines."

Emma leaned forward to hear the plan as Sarah began whispering in her ear.

*****

Upstairs, Mike stirred slowly from his slumber. Something felt really, really good. He knew Danni was next to him and could feel her naked body pressing gently into him. Wait, that wasn't right, she was on top of him he realized, as he felt something warm pressing down on top of him. He slowly opened his eyes, and she was staring at him, smiling as she lowered her lips to his. She arched her back and lifted her hips, pulling him out of her and then slowly lowering her hips and plunging it back in.

"You are the fuckin' man"

"Wow," he said finally, "This is definitely a great way to wake up. I could get used to this." He arched his neck and moaned loudly as she slid up and down on his pulsating shaft.

"I didn't think you would have any complaints, lover." she said quietly, lifting her hips and rocking them gently back down on his cock, sliding slowly down every pleasurable inch. "Oh God, you feel so good inside me," she admitted.

She lifted up again and turned over, lying on her back in his bed. He followed her lead and turned over, pulling up between her legs. He lowered his lips to her neck and began to nibble softly, tenderly moving up and sucking on her ear and thrusting gently back into her. She smiled and moaned as she felt him re-enter her. He reached down and hooked his arms under her knees, tilting her hips easily upwards so he could thrust straight down into her passage.

"Fuck her until her hips break."

"Oh, wow..." she said, suddenly beginning to like this new position. "Oh, Mike, that's, oh yes, do me harder."

She had to close her eyes in pleasure as her brother continued to plunge in and draw out of her, his eyes closed as well and locked in concentration, enjoying every cell of her body that he could feel. 

He continued to thrust in and pull out, establishing a steady rhythm and bringing her closer and closer to ecstasy. She looked down and saw his shaft pumping in and out of her pussy, and the sight of it immediately pushed her over the peak down into the abyss.

He felt her pussy tighten around his cock which triggered his own orgasm. A wave of ripples pulsed up and down his organ as she gently bucked to and fro beneath him, small gasps escaping from her lips.

He began emptying himself into her, pumping quickly up and down into her tunnel. She squeezed with her muscles and he gasped as the last pulse of his orgasm thrummed harder than he'd expected, as they collapsed into the sheets, spent.

Unknown to them, the door opened in the middle of their love-making and then closed quietly a few minutes later after they had finished. 

It was just as Beth had suspected. He was having intimate relations with both Danni and Emma. She'd have to talk with Sarah about this as well. This was very puzzling behavior, but she was also concerned about the way it made her feel. She was determined to figure out just why it made her breathing erratic, her pulse race and finally making her feel faint. During and after, she also noticed her privates all wet.

Beth was as innocent as she was beautiful. She understood every aspect of the reproduction process from the clinical perspective. How her own, as well as all female organs worked and knew perfectly well what was causing the wetness. Her scientific mind just hadn't worked out what she was feeling when watching her brother and sister.

Then thinking about it, it dawned on her that Sarah wouldn't know what to do, why should she ask her? Maybe she should just go straight to Mike. Maybe he could explain what was going on without embarrassing her. That was the best choice, she decided, and headed back to her room. She found herself more curious than disgusted. What caused two of her sisters to start lusting after their own brother? It was a quandary, and one she was determined to solve at all costs, or so to speak.

Mike showered after his morning encounter with Danni and put on some jogging clothes, determined to start working out again. He pulled on his shorts and headed downstairs carrying his running shoes. Emma and Sarah were sitting on the couch as he came into the living room. Mike eyed them both nervously, wondering why their smiles were, one; so wide, and two; mischievous looking. Like the house cat that had just eaten your favorite canary.

"Uh, m-morning." he stammered nervously, and then asked, "What have you two been up to?"

"Just talking about all the 'ins' and 'outs' of the trip," Emma said, who giggled when Sarah elbowed her.

"Oh, yea." Mike said, looking down. "That was some trip. It was fun."

"For some more than others." said Sarah. Emma punched her back.

"Fuck them both right now! They know too much!"

"Can I go running with you?" Emma asked, smiling innocently. 

"SAY YES! SAY YES DAMN YOU!"

"Uh, sure," What the hell else was he gonna say? 'No I don't wanna watch your ass bouncing along in front of me?' He shook his head clear from the image, "Of course you can, Em,"

He turned and looked at Sarah. "You wanna come get a good workout too?"

'Oh no.' he thought. Coming out of his mouth, that comment showed no resemblance to what had been rattling around in his brain just seconds before. Sarah wasn't about to let that one slide without a little turn of the knife. 

"No thank you sweetie," she responded with a wink, "I'm sure I'll be able to find another way to get a good workout later."

Mike blushed three different shades of red, and you could have lit a match with the heat coming off his face. They had to have talked to each other. He briefly wondered if the jig was up, and he was going to be in a world of hurt in the very near future.

Emma went to her room briefly to get her running clothes and quickly returned with them in her hand. Mike was sitting on the couch waiting, looking down and hoping that no one would say anything to cause him any further embarrassment.

Emma shot a look at Sarah and winked. "Sarah, can you help stretch me out a little before we get started?" Sarah barely contained a grin as she nodded and moved toward her sister to assume whatever position was expected of her and help in whatever manner Em had in mind. Emma lifted a leg and placed it in Sarah's arms, leaning back against the wall. Sarah brought herself closer and began to push upwards on her leg.

Mike's eyes were as wide as they could get as his eldest sister pressed his twin's leg nearly straight up. Emma had always been flexible, but this was ridiculous. Emma had one leg on the floor, her back on the wall and the one leg in Sarah's grasp was pushed nearly straight up resting against their eldest sister's shoulder.

Sarah was leaning in close, her mouth just inches from Emma's. "Other leg?" she asked, breaking Mike from his trance.

He swallowed and rewet his lips. His eyes grew wide again as Emma switched legs, bringing the other one up.

Mike couldn't help but look at his twin's crotch. He could see her underwear peek out from the side of her shorts. Tiny hairs were peeking out from the side and he could make out the lines of her pussy as the fabric pressed tightly against her. 

"Get over there an fuck her now, now, now, now, now!"

Mike shook his head, drawing an amused smile from Emma. "Thanks," she said, lowering her leg off her sister's shoulder.

"You're welcome, sweetie," Sarah said, releasing her leg and lowering it to the ground. 

Emma reached up and put both hands on the sides of her head, then pulled her sister close. "I mean it," she said. "Thank you so much." Sarah squealed in surprise as Emma reached up and put both hands on the sides of her head, then pulled Sarah close. "No, I mean it," she said. "Thank you so much." Sarah squealed in surprise as Emma pulled her face to her own and locked lips with her sister. She began to feel light headed as Mike's twin softly kissed her, running her tongue along her lips and gently pressed inside her mouth. Sarah opened her mouth and brought her hands up to Emma's face, pushing her own tongue inside and wriggling it around in her Emma's mouth.

"Damn it boy, go fuck'em both, NOW!"

Emma broke the kiss and looked over at Mike. He was drooling like an idiot. "Ready to go?" she asked simply. Without waiting for an answer, she turned and headed for the door. As Mike finally broke out of his trance and cast an incredulous look at Sarah, he stood and ran to catch up to the ass that was bouncing away from him down the street.

"Run faster you pussy!"

'It's not easy to run with a hard-on,' he thought at the voice, but ran on. 

Back inside the house, Sarah had to sit down, wave the heat away from her face with her hand and catch her breath. She hadn't been expecting anything like that from Emma. It was certainly unexpected, but most definitely not unpleasant. Now she knew she'd really enjoy what she had in store for Mike later.

Emma didn't let Mike pass her, but she did let him catch up. She glanced back, smiling as his eyes darted upwards. Mike stumbled for a few feet, but regained his balance and trudged on behind her.

She slowed up and let him come up to run beside her. "That's enough of staring at my ass, for now," she said. 

"I wasn't," he started, but stopped, realizing it was useless to continue the charade. "Alright, alright, so I was staring at your pretty ass," he admitted. "You've been flaunting it at me enough lately."

Emma grinned, "Can you blame me?"

Mike chuckled, "No, not really. Not with an ass like that."

They pounded down the street for a few blocks in silence before Emma spoke again.

"So did you like what I did for you on vacation?"

Mike looked at her like she'd asked him if he liked breathing. "What the hell do you think?"

Laughing loudly, she turned her head at him and smiled. "Well, if you're a good boy, maybe I'll let this insatiable alter-ego of mine take over more often." She winked and started to sprint. 

"Damn it, feed me Mikey."

As they came back inside, breathing heavily, their three sisters were all at the breakfast table, enjoying fruit smoothies that Beth had just made.

Knowing full well what a minefield the kitchen table would be, Mike immediately went upstairs to shower.

Emma sat down after pouring herself a glass, smiling to herself and casting a glance at Sarah every so often.

A few hours later, Mike came downstairs. Beth was sitting in the living room watching something on the Discovery channel. He came in and sat next to her, putting his arm around her as she shifted and put her head on his shoulder.

"Where is everyone else?" he asked, looking around.

"Danni went over to Megan's house, and Emma and Sarah went to the mall for some clothes or something."

Mike rolled his eyes. His sisters had just come back from vacation where they had spent the better part of two days shopping, and they were out again. "Now, there's a surprise."

""So, Mike. Why is it do you think that our sisters are so interested in you, sexually?" Beth asked out of the blue, having no grasp of tact and being unable to ease her way into any topic.

"Uh..." Mike stammered.

"Abort abort, we've been compromised!"

"I mean, I've been contemplating this problem for the entire morning and I think I have a theory."

Mike still hadn't processed that Beth knew precisely what was going on, and his mind began to think a hundred different thoughts at once.

"First I established the facts," she continued, oblivious to the myriad of faces Mike was making at that moment, "that one, Danni, Emma, and Sarah have completely different body types, but are all attractive, and obviously so."

Mike shook his head and tried to focus, "Wait a second," he said finally, drawing a curious glance from Beth.

"I didn't think this part was confusing," she said, a perturbed look growing on her face.

"How did you find out?" he said, growing flustered himself. 

"Ohhhhhh," she said. "I saw you and Emma on the island. Sarah saw you too, and by the way she was licking her lips and nearly drooling in the bushes we were hiding in, I just worked out that she was doing something similar with you. I also watched you and Danni having intercourse this morning. It was very... informative," she said, causing Mike to blush again.

"Now, back to what I was saying," she began again.

"Beth," Mike interrupted. 

She sighed, obviously getting irritated with the constant interruptions.

"Why aren't you offended, or repulsed by all of this?" he asked at length.

Beth stopped tapping her fingers on her arm in frustration. She didn't really have an answer for that. 

"Honestly, I don't know." she answered, but then proposed, "Curiosity, I guess? Maybe I will be to when I figure it all out." she shrugged. "Anyways," she continued, plunging her brain back into the theory she had worked out, "our sisters are all obviously attractive. If they were out seeking attention from other males, they wouldn't be hurting for options, so to speak."





Just the Six of Us Ch. 10



Mike figured he would just have to accept the fact that Beth wasn't repulsed by the idea of him fooling around with their three sisters and he wasn't going to get out of having to sit through her brainstorming session. Maybe speaking with her would curb his sexual appetite. She usually worked problems out well enough for the rest of the family as a whole.

"Second, you aren't forcing yourself on them." she stated, "In fact, they are initiating the contacts and events themselves. Essentially seducing you, correct?"

Mike nodded, curious as to where she was going with the theory.

"So," she continued, "they are attractive and have any number of other options, but are choosing to engage in sexual relations with their own brother as opposed to any other options open to them, correct?"

He nodded again, following her logic so far. "So that had me wondering," she stated, then asked, "Was it Danni's close call that caused all this?"

He shook his head, remembering that he'd been fooling around with Sarah earlier, the same day of the incident and his fight to save her.

"At any rate, that could have been the cause of Danni becoming intimate with you." she said, and then explained, "Oftentimes, when a female of our species suffers a devastating emotional episode, she will seek out the attention of the closest male father figure. That would of course be you, and especially since you were the one that 'pulled her out of the fire', literally. In this case, she needed you immediately after then it evolved into something that went beyond the traditional brother/sister relationship."

"Stick your dick in her mouth, that'll shut her up."

He nodded again, briefly wondering if he was actually needed in this conversation.

"I won't pretend to know that I am aware of what caused Emma to, do what she did," she said, blushing slightly for the first time.

"Me either," he admitted.

"Sarah, I can only guess, knew how conflicted you had become watching us at the pool and it was no surprise that you had become so aroused what with three attractive women running around the house half nude."

He briefly grew embarrassed knowing that he hadn't been as covert as he thought he'd been at the pool that day. "Four," he corrected. "I told you before, I think..." 

"I know," she interrupted, her gaze lowering in a sudden shyness. She sat silently for a few seconds before continuing. "I know you think I'm sexy or whatever, but it's just hard for me to accept."

Mike smiled, wishing he could say something in the language of 'Beth', to illustrate and prove his point.

"Anyways, my theory states that when deprived of any other options, a woman that has suffered some kind of sexually altered state, whether or not it be abuse, a newly awakened libido, or any number of twisted perceived motherly duties, they will seek the nearest most convenient albeit acceptable male out for reassurance in some form. In this case, sexually. The fact that it's a blood relative is easily overridden if the trauma is considered acute enough by the subject in question."

Mike shook his head, trying to decipher what she'd just said. "So you are saying that my sisters are seducing me because they haven't gone to the trouble of finding another option?"

"In a nutshell." she confirmed. "In this case, convenience appears to have played a part. You're here, your available, and as I understand it your always ready. I believe the old adage is: Ready, willing, and able." 

"Ouch," Mike said.

Beth looked at him curiously, and then it suddenly dawned on her why he'd made the comment. "I'm sure it doesn't hurt your feelings that they find you attractive. That is in fact the first most logical necessity."

"Gee, thanks," he said. "So how do you prove your theory?"

She looked at him curiously, as if the answer was obvious. "We introduce a new set of variables into the situation, obviously; new collection of options or choices."

"She means half a house full of other men, dickhead."

Mike felt a sudden surge of jealousy at the thought.

"I'm quite certain that they'll seek out the new male company instead of yours, and we can get back to some type of normality around here." Beth was smiling, obviously convinced that she was correct.

"First off," Mike said, "I don't think it's that simple. Second, Danni won't go out with any guys, not for a long time I'm guessing," trying to sound like it didn't matter to him, but it felt like a long dull knife was stabbing him in the gut now. Having to think of any of his sisters with anyone else caused the green eyed monster of jealousy to raise its ugly head.

"MINE MINE MINE!"

'Mine?' Mike asked the voice.

"OURS OURS OURS!"

"How else do you propose we test for a solution to the problem?" Beth said, frowning.

Mike had a sudden thought, a rare moment of genius for him.

"Well, instead of testing three different subjects," he suggested, "how about testing just one."

Beth was already shaking her head. "I can't. In essence there are not three different subjects, each are equally affected inside the same singularity. There are a different set of variables for each of our sisters, but the problem stems from one source,, you. I can't just test one and expect to get an answer that will satisfy all three situations, since all three are connected."

Mike chuckled, knowing she wouldn't understand at first. "No, I wasn't talking about them."

"Well, who then?" she asked, then admitted, "I don't think I quite understand," but then she had another one of her 'Ohhhh!' moments, as Mike saw some form of recognition in her eyes.

"Consider them normal for a second." he replied. "If we say that it's normal for three sisters to want to seduce their brother, then it makes sense to say that the fourth sister should want to do so as well. So..."

"You are a fucking genius."

"So I should attempt to understand why I don't want to seduce you!" Beth said, standing and clapping her hands together, suddenly excited that she'd found an easier way to figure it all out.

"I take it back. Getting her to understand why she doesn't want to fuck us, is not going to get her to fuck us, Idiot."

Mike didn't know if he should be happy or be insulted that she didn't want him. 'Oh well, can't fuck'em all," he thought.

"Blasphemous, how dare you! YOU TAKE THAT BACK!"

"So what are you going to do?" he asked, looking back at Beth.

"I don't know yet." she answered, "I'll have to give this quite a bit of thought, I would think." 

Mike knew she would approach and investigate the problem scientifically and methodically. Chuckling, he started upstairs. Shutting the door behind him as he entered his room, he laid down on his bed and picked up a magazine.

The door opened a few minutes later, and Beth came in.

"Work it out yet?" he asked, seeing the smile had returned to her face.

She nodded. "Sure have! Stand up."

"Ohhhhhh yeahhhhhhhh baby, it's on!"

Mike was curious, but highly doubted she wanted to do anything sexual.

"Stand up?" he asked.

She nodded. He stood, knowing that she would quickly grow impatient with him if she thought he didn't understand. He watched as she came over and stood very close to him. Inhaling deeply, she brought her nose close to his neck and moved downwards. She moved to his chest, continuing to inhale and exhale deeply.

"Beth?" Mike said, confused.

"Just a second," she said, lost in thought and concentration. She continued to sniff her brother, moving over every inch of the front of his body. When she appeared to be finished, she straightened and pursed her lips.

"Smell anything interesting?" he asked, thoroughly confused.

"Well, some species, including humans, experience some levels of sexual attraction through various scents." she explained, "I was just testing that hypothesis."

Mike chuckled, amused. "Did you get aroused?" he asked, smiling.

Beth hesitated, a confused look crossed her own face. "I uh, I don't know really."

Mike tilted his head. Could she really not know what being turned on felt like?

"Beth, have you never been aroused?" he asked.

She blushed, and twirled her hand in her hair. It was something she did when she was not quite sure of a certain situation or herself.

She answered. "I honestly don't know."

Mike thought for a second, unsure of how to approach the topic. "Well," he began, "how do you feel when you masturbate?"

She didn't raise her eyes to meet his, and her face turned an even deeper color of red

"You've never masturbated?" Mike asked, perplexed. "Man I thought everyone did that."

"Quick, pull your dick out and show her how."

'Not helping, as usual,' he thought.

"I just never really wanted,, or more accurately, found the need to." she said, continuing her impression of a sunburned tomato.

"Wow," he said. He didn't know whether to be impressed or feel bad for her. "So you've never had, that is..."

She shook her head no, understanding in advance of what he had implied. 

"She's never had an orgasm. Let's, give her one."

"Wow," he repeated. "I'm sorry, Beth," he said suddenly, "But, it's nothing to be embarrassed about."

Mike thought for a moment about how to proceed without causing her any more embarrassment. An idea struck him then, causing him to snap his fingers. He reached over and lifted her face.

"Trust me," he said, seeing the look of panic rising to her face. "I'm not going to embarrass you and I'm certainly not going to hurt you."

She calmed visibly and nodded.

"Now just tell me what you're feeling," he said, leaning close. "Close your eyes," he ordered.

She looked nervously at him again, but he put a hand on her shoulder.

"Trust me," he said.

She closed her eyes, letting her hands hang limply at her sides. She was wearing a low-cut shirt, and Mike stared briefly into the yawning peaks that were her cleavage. Shaking his head, he drew himself out of his brief boob-filled reverie and moved around behind her.

She was only slightly shorter than him, and he gently pulled her shirt down until her neck was exposed. He reached up and pulled her blonde ponytail off her neck and laid it across the top of her chest. Slowly leaning his head forward, he pursed his lips and began softly kissing her neck. Between each second or third kiss he blew a cool stream of air across the small hairs at the back of her neck where his lips had just passed. His hands reached up and massaged her sides around to her front, just below and almost touching the underside of her breasts.

"That holds a certain, fascination I suppose," she said, softly. "I feel something now that I didn't feel a few moments ago."

"Want me to stop?" Mike asked.

"No," she said, "As I said, this is very interesting. Continue."

Smiling, Mike leaned in and gently continued to kiss the area between her neck and shoulders. He opened his mouth slightly and gently sucked on her skin.

Beth began to feel like all the blood was rushing from her head. She'd started to feel like this when she'd seen Emma sucking on her brother and then again when Mike had been making love to Danni. "I think perhaps I 'am' becoming aroused," she said after a few minutes, as Mike kissed up the side of her neck and down the other.

"Did you feel that way when you were sniffing me?" he asked. 

She nodded, "I think so, but not nearly as strong. This is much more, oh, go back to that spot, much more potent."

She began to direct him, discovering where his kisses felt better to her, and where it didn't feel quite so arousing. 'Was this how it felt like to be "turned on"?' she thought, and then she found herself wanting to turn around and kiss him back.

"Bend her over and shove it in her! Hurry before she changes her mind, and gets away!"

Mike stopped kissing finally. "So," he said, turning her around. Her eyes still closed as she was still enjoying the feel of his lips lingering on her neck.

"Do you think you are turned on?" he asked.

She shrugged her shoulders ever so slightly. Then finally drawing herself out of her daze, she said, "Kiss me." as she finally opened her eyes.

"Kiss you?" he asked.

 "Kiss her? Fuck her you pussy!"

'Again, not helping', he thought to his perverted self.

"Yes," she answered, "you've been kissing my neck. Kiss me on my lips. This is all new to me, you know."

He leaned over and kissed her for about two seconds, then pulled back and said, "Okay."

"Is that how you kissed the others?" she asked, moving her hands up onto his sides under his shirt.

"Well, no." he answered. "Those kisses are done in the throes of passion."

"Well, you've been telling me I was sexy." she said, "Am I not passionate enough for you?"

"Of course you are." he answered, "I just..."

"Then kiss me like you kissed them." she said, "With passion."

"FUCK "

He hesitated for a fraction of a split second. Then, coming to grips with the realization that she may just be on the very verge of awareness, he surrendered to her request.

Taking her in his arms, his hands sliding across the surface of her skin, he gently enveloped his sister in a lovers embrace. Their lips met, and then parted. Their tongues danced inside each other's confines.

Her hands moved pasted his sides to his back, and she pulled him tighter into her body. His hands moved down her back and under her panties to grasp both cheeks of her ass. She half gasped, half moaned into his kiss as he kneaded her ass in his grip. After a few moments, she pulled her head back to break the kiss, but did not release him from her arms. Her breathing shallow and quick, she laid her head on his chest.

"Now can you test your theory?" he said, "Now that you know how it feels to be turned on."

She nodded, at the same time she was tried desperately to catch her breath. "So, I can come and ask you questions, about any of this, if I have any?"

Mike chuckled at the thought. Beth, the smartest person he knew, asking him questions about something she didn't understand? "Of course," he said simply, "about anything, anytime."

Still feeling a bit flushed, she pulled her head from his chest and kissed him on the cheek. 

"Thanks baby," she said, calling him by 'her' pet name for him again.

"You're going to let her get away?? DAMN IT TO HELL!!"

'Again, not helping.' he thought as he released his grip. She smiled at him as she released her own, then turned and left the room.



Just the Six of Us Ch. 11



It seems silly to address this, but I guess it's necessary. While I don't mind criticism, I think it's silly to say something and do it behind a mask of anonymity. I don't care if you don't like the story. If you don't like it, why are you still reading chapters? If you do like it and are upset by a turn the story has taken, or a way that I've taken one of the sisters, then by all means, send me a message and leave a way for me to get back to you. None of the criticism bothers me. I love my story just the way it is. If you guys like it that way as well, then that's great. 

This chapter is long in coming, pun intended. Some won't like the way I've taken things, and others will love it. You can't beat around the bush forever. Let's just say, the voice was very excited about this chapter.

Once again, thanks to ZexWizzard for all your help.

Chapter 11

Danni was still at Megan's during and after supper. No doubt she was talking about the incident at the frat house with her best friend. Meagan would be upset if Danni hadn't told her best friend of all people, what had happened.

Emma and Sarah were still out shopping and didn't get home until just after supper.

Mike had enjoyed a plate of something that Beth had conjured up, then went upstairs to his room just as Sarah and Emma came in carrying bags. He decided to try and stay away from the obviously plotting women, figuring nothing good could come of it. All they did was torture him anyways.

Beth finished her supper then went to her room, no doubt searching the web for information on her new theory.

Sarah winked at Emma and his twin knew that tonight would be the night that they would give their brother the surprise they had planned.

Mike was reading his magazine in his bedroom when Sarah opened the door and peered in. She smiled at him and waved a hand to him towards the door. Pulling her head back out, she then made her way down the hallway.

He stood and went to his door way and peered out. She was waiting at the top step and beckoning him towards her again. He glanced down and saw she was wearing a robe, loosely tied. He could see that she was wearing something lacy and blue beneath the robe. His gaze lingered on the cleavage that threatened to burst through the loose fitting garment.

He followed her downstairs, entranced by the promise of boobs and with only a few small prods by his inner voice.

She glided through the living room and towards her room, opening the door and entering quietly. He paused at her door, eager to discover what she had waiting for him, but ready to relish every delight he was about to experience. 

His breathing deep, he entered the room. There were candles burning softly on various surfaces and the dim light flickered off Sarah as she lowered herself to the bed. His eyes drawn immediately to her, she'd dropped her robe to the floor and was wearing a lacy blue negligee. She was lying on her back, arms propped across her torso with her legs slightly spread.

Mike shut the door behind him quickly and locked it. He forced himself to calm down, lest he was tempted to just leap on her and start pounding away.

"Pound away, damn you!"

He started towards the bed, walking slowly towards it, with her smiling back at him, beckoning him with her finger once again. She stuck her finger in her mouth and sucked on it, running it down her neck, her body and then further down to the lips of her womanhood.

Wordlessly, Mike dropped to the bed and began to kiss at her feet, slowly moving upwards. He kissed her ankle and up her calf, gently pressing his lips to her soft flesh. Working his way ever upwards, he slowly moved to her knee, kissing the surface and moving inwards towards her thigh. 

Unable to control herself, she opened her legs wider, allowing him to slide fully onto the bed and between them. He gently kissed along her inner thigh up the edge of her blue panties. He gently reached up and pulled the blue fabric aside, kissing above her clitoris and moving around the edge of her lips. He reached up with both hands and wrapped them around her legs, grasping the edge of her underwear with one hand as it wrapped under and back over her leg, pulling them out of the way again. 

She closed her eyes and laid her head back as he gently ran his tongue along her slit upwards, then softly pushing into her. Her clit was gently prodded and drew a small gasp from her lips, followed by a moan as he pulled it fully into his mouth and began to nibble and suck gently.

"You know," she said between her high pitched yelps, "this feels so good, I'm so, so tempted not to even tell you your surprise." 

He started to look up at her, but her hand went back to his head, pulling it back down into her crotch.

"No, no,, just keep eating sweetie, you'll find out soon enough." she said, as he resumed he forced a moan from her lips, and, "Oh,, yea."

He smiled and gently pulled her clitoris into his lips again, softly slurping and suckling. He pulled a hand free and ran it up her body, cupping a breast and worming its way under the bra to pinch a nipple, before continuing its way up and into her mouth. 

Sarah slurped hungrily on his fingers, wetting them and almost giggling in the anticipation of the moment. 

He brought his fingers quickly back down and turned his palm over, remembering what she had taught him. Gently, he pushed his two fingers into her, feeling them slide upwards as he bit softly down on her clit, causing her to arch her back and moan in pleasure.

He began to motion towards himself with his inserted fingers as he tenderly slurped on his sister's pussy, and soon began to feel her pussy tighten in orgasm.

"Oh,, my sweetie," she said, as a thousand tiny tentacles of pleasure thrummed along her body, her pussy convulsing around his fingers. She lay on the sheets in ecstasy for a few long moments as the pleasure continued to echo through her small frame.

Finally able to form a coherent sentence again, she pulled his head up from her dripping cunt. He'd still been slurping her as she lay there in pleasure, content to entertain himself while she came. 

She raised her head and looked at him, smiling. "You are getting VERY good at that, young man," she told him. She pulled herself up to a sitting position. "I was originally just going to let you fuck me," she said, drawing a confused look from him.

"But we've been talking today," said someone behind him.

Mike turned and felt his jaw hit the floor.

Emma was standing in the doorway to Sarah's bathroom. She was wearing a red lingerie outfit with little bows.

"And Sarah has agreed to share you with me." Emma said, smiling. "Now you're going to have to fuck us both."

"HOLY SHIT! PUSSY, COMING IN PAIRS! YOUR ARE THE MAN!!" 

Mike could see the hunger in his twin's eyes. It was clear that the ravenous side of her alter ego had taken over and was thoroughly in control.

"It was all I could do to hold myself back," she said. "I wanted to join you two so badly," she said, hesitating at the door.

Sarah smiled, opening her arms. "Well, what are you waiting for?"

Emma leapt into bed with her sister, bypassing Mike as he slumped dumbfounded onto the bed with his jaw still wide open.

Sarah pulled her younger sister close and ran a hand along her red lace bra, brushing it across one of her petite breasts and searching for its nipple.

Emma leaned forward, eager to kiss her.

"First things first," Sarah said, reaching around Emma and grasping at the clasps on her lingerie. A few clicks and snaps, and the small red garment was off and fell to the floor. It was immediately followed by Sarah's.

"That's more like it," Emma said, pulling close to Sarah and smiling as her older sister lowered her head to her neck, kissing softly. 

Mike's brain was desperately trying to reboot, the voice having hard-locked and crashed the entire system. He shook himself out of his daze and peered astonished at his sisters. 

Emma's lithe muscular body was entwined lovingly with Sarah's softer, more voluptuous curves. Each sister was groping and sucking on the other, kissing necks, throats and taking turns on the other. 

Emma lowered her head and pulled Sarah's nipple into her mouth, biting gently and feeling a surge of desire to throw her down and go down on her. She calmed herself and continued to nibble gently, moving down her body and kissing her stomach. 

Sarah grabbed her sister's head and pushed her over, laying her on the bed and taking over kissing and sucking. She ran her tongue across Emma's nipple, drawing it into her mouth, biting and kissing the underside of her breast and moving to the other.

Sarah lifted her mouth and glanced at her brother, who was staring wide-eyed and just barely breathing. His dick looked like it was going to break through his blue jeans.

"Sweetie, you better get that monster out of there and give it to her, so our little sex-demon here can take care of it before she devours the both of us."

Mike stood dumbly, shuffling off his shirt and pulling his pants and boxers off. His dick poked straight out, desperate for attention.

"Bring that thing here, bro," Emma purred. Her eyes closed as Sarah lowered her head and let her lips continue their trip south. She kissed her navel and moved lower, gently kissing Emma's inner thighs and softly around her mound.

Mike shuffled up to the head of the bed where Emma was laying, and climbed up, getting his dick near her head. She sensed him getting close and attacked. Her hands wrapped around his dick and pulled him towards her, pulling the tip into her waiting mouth. He moaned as he felt her velvety tongue wrap around the tip and run across the slit.

Emma relaxed her death grip on her brother's penis and wrapped them around his waist, pulling him into her mouth deeper. She felt him hit the back of her throat and gagged slightly, then she gasped as she felt Sarah between her legs.

Sarah was running her tongue along her younger sister's slit, gently pushing it into her and running it upwards. She slurped at her juices, eagerly tasting her and swallowing them down. Emma arched her back and moaned as Sarah gently teased and then sucked at her clit. She reached down and ran a hand through her sisters hair, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of her mouth locked onto her pussy.

Mike had the back of Emma's head in his hands and was gently guiding her mouth onto the head of his dick. She was preoccupied enjoying the mouth that was sucking her pussy at that moment, so he'd taken over. He loved the way her tongue was so warm, yet so soft and wet, and the way she seemed to absolutely love the way he tasted, as if he were a big lollipop in her favorite flavor that she was given to suck on.

He began to feel a familiar tingling and backed off, forcing himself to slow down so he didn't come too early. He knew she probably wanted to make love, and didn't know how many orgasms he was capable of. 

"Give it back, you fucker," Emma said, pouting up at him.

"I don't wanna come too quickly," he said, "I know you have other plans in store for us tonight."

She arched her body and threw her head back as Sarah sucked gently on her clitoris. She felt her sister pushing a few fingers into her and gently pushing them around. A few seconds later she was rewarded as an orgasm clenched onto Sarah's digits and Emma's hips began to rock up and down swiftly. Sarah had her lips locked onto her sister's cunt and she came, not releasing until Emma had stopped bucking and lay motionless, breathing deeply.

"Oh, you are good at that," she said, "Wow."

"I've got a few secrets of my own," Sarah admitted, smiling mischievously. "But now, we get to decide who goes first on this, behemoth," she said, hungrily looking at her brother's cock.

Mike grinned like an idiot, and then fell back into Sarah's sheets as his two sisters sat up and crawled towards him. They both began to kiss on his thighs and move towards his angry red dick, standing proudly between his legs. Sarah and Emma both reached out with their tongues and ran them down the shaft of his penis, their tongues touching briefly as they painted him up and down with their saliva.

Sarah took the initiative and wrapped her lips around the tip, pulling him into her mouth in one swift movement. Emma ran her tongue down the shaft again, but then took her brother into her mouth as soon as her sister had released him. A few turns later and Sarah could contain herself no longer.

"You go first," Emma said. 

Sarah needed no other urging. Emma backed out of the way as Sarah positioned her hips above her brother's waiting cock. Reaching back with one hand, she gently guided the tip into position, slowly sliding it inside and drawing a moan from them both. 

Emma, not wanting to be left out, lifted a leg and pulled her brother's head between her own thighs, squealing in pleasure as she felt his warm tongue diving into her pussy. She moaned and began to rock back and forth, holding Sarah in her arms as her older sister slowly began to bounce up and down.

Sarah had finally done it, she'd finally gone all the way with her younger brother as she'd so desperately wanted to ever since he'd hit her in the face a week or so ago with his erection. She slowly slid down the length of his shaft, feeling it sliding along her vagina muscles and sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through her. She flexed her pussy muscles and caused him to arch his back and moan from beneath Emma's hips.

Mike couldn't believe how good this felt. He had both arms wrapped around his twin sister's thighs and was assaulting her clitoris with his tongue and biting gently. His eldest sister was sliding up and down his shaft and was slowly picking up speed. He just knew that he'd wake up soon and discover that this was all some wicked dream, maybe even cooked up by his perverted inner voice as payback for some perceived offense.

Emma bucked her hips as another orgasm began to tickle itself up her spine and exploded through every pore. She fell forward into Sarah, who grabbed her sister and kissed her passionately as her own orgasm began to pulse through her. Her body began to thump up and down in pleasure as the orgasm squeezed her brother's cock, greedily trying to bring it deeper inside her.

Sarah cried out loudly in pleasure, "Oh Mike, oh fuck yes, oh fuck yes, just like that sweetie."

A few seconds of pleasure later, Sarah finally climbed off and decided to let Emma have her turn. Emma had collapsed down on her brother and immediately took his dick into her mouth, sucking her sister's pussy juice off as she hungrily slobbered on him. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her tightly around his mouth, sealing his tongue into her pussy. A few minutes passed as they sucked and slobbered all over one another before they broke the sixty-nine and hurriedly moved around the bed. 

Emma immediately dropped to her back, opening her legs and reaching for her brother. Sarah leaned forward over the top of Emma as Mike positioned himself between her legs. She took her brother's cock in her mouth and sucked fiercely, drawing another moan from him. He popped softly out of her mouth and she dropped her face lower, slurping briefly on Emma's pussy, ensuring it was wet enough.

She looked up at her brother smiling, "Now go slow, and once you've taken her virginity, make sure that she's okay before continuing." Emma pulled her head between Sarah's legs, who gladly lifted a leg to let her younger sister in.

Mike nodded and leaned forward, kissing Sarah deeply as he gently pushed the tip of his erection into his twin's wet pussy. He felt Emma tense up as he entered her, and noticed subtle differences in how she felt from her sister. He felt a slight obstruction and gently pushed passed it, drawing a gasp from Emma.

"Slowly," Sarah reminded him, but quickly closed her eyes as Emma pushed her tongue into her older sister's pussy again.

Mike slowly pulled out, and pushed gently back in, taking his time and being as gentle as he could. He felt Emma relax after a few gentle thrusts and slowly began to pump in and out of her. He wrapped his arms around his sister's waist and pulled her hips upwards, drawing her further onto him. Pulling out slightly, he slid his erection slowly back in, feeling the walls of her vagina squeeze against his shaft as it made its pleasurable journey inwards. Emma pushed her tongue deeply into her sister, drawing a moan from her, at the same time she began to ease toward her first orgasm from her brother, which was working its fingers from her crotch up her spine. She began to yelp and moan as her hips bucked and her back arched. Her pussy clamped down on her brother's cock and pulled on it relentlessly. 

Sarah smiled as she felt her younger sister coming, and knew that Mike had been gentle enough to make it pleasurable. She knew Mike wasn't far from coming, and raised her pussy off her little sister's lips. "Tell him where you want him to cum, sweetie," she said.

"Oh Mike, cum in me please," she said, moaning in pleasure as the orgasm finally began to release her from its grasp. "Please cum in me, I want you in me," she kept repeating.

Mike knew he was close, and began to pump swiftly in and out of her. Sarah titled her head to the side and lowered her head to her sister's snatch, snaking her tongue out and licking her every time her brother pulled back.

Mike gasped loudly and began to pound roughly into Emma as the last fingers of her orgasm left her body. Thick semen began to pump into his twin as she gasped beneath him. 

"Oh god yes, that feels so wonderful," she moaned as she felt her brother emptying into her.

"That's so hot, sweetie, that's it," Sarah was saying, over and over.

Mike continued to thrust roughly into his twin, coming for about fifteen seconds before finally extracting himself from her. The siblings extracted themselves from the awkward position they'd been in and collapsed onto the sheets.

"I'll just retire for right now. I don't think you can top that."



Just the Six of Us Ch. 12



When I started writing this, I had 4 chapters done, as I posted more and more, I continued the writing pace and easily kept up. You asked for longer chapters, that means it takes longer to write, longer to edit, and don't forget the mandatory 3 days before literotica will post anything. This chapter is ready on Friday, but won't show until Monday, or maybe Tuesday. Please be patient. I said I wouldn't just abandon the story, and I won't.

Some have mentioned wanting Megan to be in the picture. I honestly hadn't considered that, she was just a device to get Danni out of the house. It's not out of the question, though, and I will consider it.

Thank again to ZexWizzard for editing.



CHAPTER 12 

After the unbelievable evening he had spent with Sarah and Emma, Mike left his two sisters kissing and caressing each other in Sarah's bed and headed upstairs to get some much needed sleep. He reached his bedroom with his eyes already half-closed and fell into his bed, naked and sweaty.

Hours passed. He slept. His dreams were pleasant enough, filled with the little walking breasts chanting his name. He awoke in the middle of the night with the feel of a familiar, shapely warmth once again sharing his bed. Dim moonlight streamed in from his window and he could barely make out the slumbering form beside him. He glanced over at the clock to find it was four-thirty three in the morning. Shuffling within his sheet, he readjusted his position and tried to get comfortable again.

Danni was curled up, facing away from him, her knees tucked up against her chest. She shifted in her sleep as Mike wiggled around briefly. He quit moving as he saw her beginning to stir. Holding still for a moment, he allowed her to fall back into a deep sleep.

Enjoying a rather long look, he reaffirmed her angelic appearance under the light of the moon coming through the window. The faint glow illuminated her tanned skin and even darker hair. He reached a hand up to her face and brushed a stray hair back from it and placed it over her ear.

Slowly leaning forward, he gently kissed her neck and ear, causing her to stir softly. He continued his kisses, moving from her ear, to her neck, then to the skin between her neck and shoulder. Moving slowly downwards, he pulled the sheet off her body. He saw that she was naked, and continued kissing her shoulder, heading down her beautiful body. She moaned and shifted in her sleep and rolled onto her back. 

He went from kissing her shoulder to the top of her arm, moving slowly down her torso to her to breasts and began gently sucking a nipple briefly, then continued downwards. Her belly tensed and relaxed as he began pressing his lips to the soft skin of her stomach. He moved lower still, kissing her belly button and regions beyond, planting hundreds of soft embraces on her sleeping form. He slid silently off and moved to the foot of the bed, pulling the sheet off of her and quietly admiring her in the pale light. She had an exquisite body, thin and muscular, but with curves in all the right places. 

He quietly pulled a leg to one side and resumed his position on her stomach with his mouth and tongue, kissing and licking downwards to her thighs. She stirred again in her sleep, moaning softly so he paused, letting her sleeping mind turn back to her dreams. When he was satisfied she had returned, he resumed his kissing, moving from her thigh to the lips of her pussy. He stuck his tongue out and licked gently along her slit, eliciting a moan and bringing her a little farther out of her slumber.

He pushed both of his hands underneath her body, wrapping them around her thighs and back around, near to where his mouth was still gently licking and sucking on her vagina. He gently pulled her lips apart and upwards with one hand, exposing her clitoris and widening her cunt. Flattening his tongue out, he tenderly pressed it against her clitoris and licked slowly, but evenly upwards. Beneath him, Danni moaned and finally began to wake up.

He pulled his tongue back down to her slit and flattened it out again, running it up and over her clitoris slowly again. Danni finally awoke, raising her head slightly with a gasp. 

"You were right. This is definitely a great way to wake up," she said softly, as Mike continued the assault on her with his tongue. She moaned and arched her back as she felt his broad, flat tongue pushing gently up her pussy lips and across her clit. "Wow, that feels wonderful." she said.

"Glad you approve," Mike said, briefly lifting his head from her lap.

She giggled and pushed his head back down, "I didn't say you could stop."

He chuckled and tightened his arms around her thighs, pulling her tightly into his face, his tongue pushed deeply into her. Pulling his tongue out, he flattened it again and stroked upwards. He took her clitoris in his mouth and sucked on it gently before licking upwards again.

"Oh god," she moaned again, "Oh yes, Mike. Please don't stop. Don't ever stop."

As she began to orgasm, her hips bucked upwards and her hands clenched on the back of his head. She pulled him tightly against her tunnel as it convulsed and desperately tried to pull his tongue inside. Her orgasm finally ran its course and she lay still for a few minutes as her remaining twinges subsided. Then she lay still, spent.

Mike, smiling, reached for a towel on his desk and wiped himself clean before climbing back into bed with her and spooning up close.

"So, do I get to return the favor?" she asked him a few seconds later.

"Maybe," he said, running his hands down her sides to her hips and pulling her closer. She was so small and tender in his grasp, he loved the way he could pull or push her wherever he wanted. It made him feel so strong and in control.

She smiled as he turned her over, facing away from him. He reached down and gently rubbed the tip of his shaft across the lips of her pussy, drawing a sigh of anticipation from her.

"Oh, yes," she whimpered. 

Pulling her towards him, he entered her quickly and began to slowly slide himself in and out of her. She moaned as he began to glide effortlessly in and out of her.

She was still groggy, 'This was definitely a wonderful way to wake up,' she was still thinking. He was being so gentle with her, yet there was a different feeling. It was a feeling of command. It felt so good to have him take charge, moving her wherever he wanted.

He lay behind her on his side, spooning up behind her, as he thrust in and out of her. Pulling backwards on her hips slightly, he thrust deeply back into her, drawing a moan and a little yelp of pleasure from her. He began to feel the familiar feelings rush over him. He instinctively began to thrust faster, pulling harder back on her hips. 

She gasped as her second orgasm worked its tendrils of pleasure up her body. She felt him convulse slightly and then smiled as she felt his warm seed began to deposit itself into her. He was gasping loudly as he thrust into her, her body shaking as an orgasm sparked a fire within her depths. Her vagina muscles contracted and squeezing on his cock as she moaned and pushed her hips back against him. Spent, he collapsed back onto the sheets, closing his eyes as he breathed heavily, trying to catch his breath.

"That was amazing, Mike," she said, turning over and allowing him to wrap her in his grasp.

"Thanks," he said. "It was easy, since you feel so good," he said, as he nuzzled up against her, burying his nose in the top of her head and inhaling deeply. "And you smell so good," he said, with a happy sigh.

She giggled and scooted closer into him, as if that were possible. She relished the feeling of being wrapped up in his arms, feeling so protected. 

"I just can't get enough of you," he said, drawing a smile from her again. "I mean, you are just so soft and warm and inviting. You make me not want to get up in the morning. All I want to do is lie next to you and make love."

"You make me feel so safe," she replied. "You're so strong and warm, so good," she said as he nuzzled his chest.

He smiled, and squeezed her tightly. He felt so contented next to her, and he knew he loved her, beyond them being siblings. He was having these feelings toward all of his sisters. It was strange, to say the least.

He pulled back a bit and lifted her chin, looking into her eyes. "I love you," he said, staring at her, not blinking and waiting for her reaction. He knew that she understood exactly what he was saying. He loved her, and not just as a sister anymore.

She smiled and kissed him briefly, then pulled back and looked up at him. "I love you too, Mike, with all of my heart, forever."

"There's something else that I've wanted to tell you," he said.

She looked at him curiously, but then smiled when she realized what was bothering him. Nuzzling close again, she kissed his chest.

"Mike, I know about the others. I've known since the first, when you and Sarah fooled around together." She giggled as she lay next to him, thinking back to the sexual encounters she'd heard and witnessed.

Mike didn't have a clue as to how to even begin an explanation for his recent behavior.

"You finished cleaning the pool and I watched you and Sarah at the door, and I saw you run upstairs. I went inside after a bit for a drink and couldn't find Sarah anywhere. I was headed back up to my room when I passed by your door and heard you two. I actually pressed my ear up against the door and listened, though I didn't really need to. You guys were making enough noise for anyone in the hall to hear easily."

Mike felt his embarrassment rise.

"I was going to use it to torment you, but I never got the chance. Our relationship changed so quickly after that, that I didn't really have an opportunity to cause you any grief. On the trip, we all saw how erect you were with Emma sitting on your lap. The look of conflict and desire on your face was very apparent. Then of course, there was the morning shower after our wonderful night together. She woke me up when she closed the door and I heard you guys fooling around in the shower."

Mike continued to lie quietly, wondering what, if anything, he could say.

"I'm not jealous, Mike. I'm not your only sister. Each one of them has as much claim to you as I do. But, I do love you now, as more than just a brother. You are the first thing I think of every morning, and the last thing I want to see and feel as I fall to sleep." She kissed him on his chest again.

"I know our love is more than what it once was, and it doesn't scare me in the least. I don't care that we are siblings. I don't want or need any other man. You are the manliest, strongest, most protective, most tender man that I've ever known. That being said, I wouldn't have any claim at all over you if I tried to keep you all to myself. If it were any other woman, I'd be jealous as hell, and I'd probably revert back to the old Danni."

"Please, anything but that." he said with a grin.

She giggled, kissing his chest again, "Hush you." then she inhaled deeply, enjoying his manly scent. "Just never stop loving me, and we'll always have each other no matter what."

They lay there and enjoyed the company of each other for the next couple of hours before Danni headed to the bathroom to shower. 

Afterwards, Mike stood and followed her downstairs. As they reached the bottom step he grabbed her again and spun her around. She looked at him surprised as he wrapped his arms around her and lifted her into his arms, locking them around her and cupping both of her butt cheeks in his hands. He pushed her up against the wall and kissed her on the neck, moving quickly up and sucking on her ear, moving to her cheek and then finally her mouth. Their tongues danced together as he pushed her up against the wall, feeling her breasts push up against his chest as she moaned and kissed him. Finally, after several long minutes of passionate embrace, he lowered her to the ground and released her from his grasp. 

"Sorry," he explained, "You're just so damn irresistible."

She came forward suddenly, then leaping into his arms she started the embrace all over again, their tongues dancing and playing together. A few long moments later, she broke the kiss and he lowered her feet to the floor once again.

"I know exactly what you mean," she said, as she turned to head back to the bathroom. 

As she disappeared, Mike glanced out the window. It was early, still dark out. Beth, Sarah, and Emma were all still asleep.

"Go make sure, stick your dick in them and see if they move. Then you'll know if they are really asleep or just faking it."

'You again', he thought, 'normally, your ideas have at least the hint of merit, but that was just dumb,'

"Pussy is never dumb, dude."

'You do have a point'. Mike had to concede.

Mike headed to the kitchen for a glass of milk, grabbing some chocolate chip cookies from the cabinet and headed to the den where he flipped through the sports channels.

"So go get some pussy, already."

'I had some not two hours ago,' he thought, glancing at the clock on the wall.

"And, YOUR point is?"

Mike sighed, shaking his head. 'I'm not Superman, I do need to rest.'

"Says who? You can rest when we're dead. Go back up there and get some damn you!"

'Why are you being so insistent?' he asked.

"Just go get some pussy already!"

'I'd like to know what the point of all this is,' Mike said, deciding to take a stand.

"The point?"

'Yeah,' Mike replied.

"The point is having your dick surrounded and enveloped by a sweet young wet pussy? Have you lost all of your marbles?"

'I'm just concerned with how persistent you're becoming. What do you get out of all of this?' asked Mike.

"PUSSY!" 

'So, the only thing you want for us is pussy?' asked Mike.

"No, but pussy is at the top of that list."

Mike grew suddenly concerned. 'You have a list?'

"Yep, it starts like this. Number one: Pussy! Now go get us some. You've got your choice of two, or do both like last night. By that time, Danni will be ready again, if she's not already. Remember, she loves it, us, uh you." 

'We're talking about this list of yours.' Mike thought to the voice, then asked, 'What's number two?' fully expecting to hear pussy again. Without skipping a beat, it answered,

"Impregnate all of your sisters so they'll be ours forever. Well, that's not number two, but that is how we get number two." 

Mike's brain stopped working for a few seconds. 'What!' he exclaimed in his head, desperately trying to digest what the voice had just proposed. 'Impregnate my sisters? Are you crazy?'

At that moment, he realized just how insane he had allowed his whole situation to become. Here he was, sitting by himself on the couch, having an argument with a voice in his head about impregnating his own sisters. There had to be a picture of him in the dictionary below the definition of wacko.

"Why is that so hard to wrap your brain around after all we've done. You do know that getting pregnant is what happens when you have sex with someone."

"NOT ALL THE TIME!" Mike yelled flabbergasted, realizing only after the fact he had done so out loud. Instantly, he desperately hoped there was no one within ear shot.

"Here's how it works. If you get them pregnant, they'll be bound to you, always. Forever! We'll never have to give them up to a bunch of jerks who would never appreciate them anyway. They'll love you more than ever, and never stop fucking us. Pussy for life, right here at our fingertips. Hell, it's climbing into bed with you of its own free will in fuckin' pairs dude." 

Still concerned about the list, Mike thought, 'I asked you what number two was on this list'.

"That is number two. Four pussies, ready, willing and able, and one of them available at anytime of the day or night without even having to leave the fucking house and go chase it or look for it. HELL, it's a fucking paradise, literally. Wake up and smell the coffee, idiot."

'That's what this is all about'? Mike asked the voice.

"Oh Yeah. Pussy whenever we want it. Hell, waking up with pussy riding our cock without even asking for it. Damn, how slow are you anyway? Really, dude." 

'I should have never listened to you,' Mike thought, cursing himself.

"Well, you don't really have a choice, we're kinda inseparable." 

Mike scrunched up his face in irritation. He knew he could beat the voice. He didn't have to play its game. 'Wanna bet?' he thought, a grin flashing to his face.

"Bet? Bet what?"

'That I can resist all of your little urges and suggestions,' he replied.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah."

'I'm serious,' Mike thought, drawing another laugh from the voice.

"I know you are. That's what makes it so damn funny. Do you need a refresher course on the 'Oh Danni' incident?"

'What I mean is, I can resist you,' Mike said again.

"Then we have a bet. How long are you gonna try to resist? You realize that this means you'll have to stop fucking your sisters, right?"

'Yeah,' he thought, unconvincingly. But until that moment, he actually hadn't considered that, but he had to prove this to himself. Fucking his sisters was inherently wrong, no matter how happy it made all of them. At least he thought it was. Wasn't it?

He shook the thoughts from his head and steeled his resolve. 'The deal is on, pervert. I'll resist your impulses and suggestions for as long as, two weeks. If the girls misunderstand or somehow get offended and it turns into forever, then so be it.' 

"What do I get when you lose?"

Mike scrunched up his face in thought. He was making a bet with a voice in his damn head. What could it possibly want inside a bet with himself? This was getting nuts.

So, Mike responded with the only option he was familiar with between he and the voice, 'I'll do whatever you say for one whole day, no matter how insane your suggestions. "IF," I lose.'

"WHEN you lose, you mean." 

Mike let that comment pass. Could he do this? He didn't know for sure. All he did know was he had to try, to prove something to himself if nothing else. 

"Oh, now, the girls are gonna be really happy about this," the voice said, sarcastically.

'Oh, hell,' Mike thought, having not considered that either. Suddenly he had that old familiar sinking feeling in his stomach from a few weeks ago. Would they be pissed? That was doubtful, but they wouldn't know why he was resisting them unless he confessed he'd had a stupid argument with an imaginary voice in his head. Then it was possible they wouldn't wanna fuck him anymore.

"I don't know, I've always heard that some girls go crazy over bad boys."

'Bad boys, not psychopaths.' he corrected.

"You aren't crazy."

'I just had an argument with a fuckin voice in my own head, and now I've gone and made a bet with the damn thing,' Mike said to the voice.

"Well, when you put it that way..."

Mike shook the thoughts away and wondered how the hell he was going to tell his sisters he wasn't gonna fuck them for a while, especially Danni. He wondered how she was going to take it. Emma was downright scary when she got possessed by her sex driven demonic other self, and Sarah wouldn't be any easier to deal with, being nearly as aggressive as Emma, as well as persuasive. 

The more he thought about it, the more he began to regret ever having made this bet. The voice was going to have a field day telling him what to do if he lost. Besides spending the time fucking his sisters, he was probably going to end up running around naked, grabbing random girls and ending up arrested.

He had to get out of the house. That much was certain. Maybe he could meet a nice girl that wasn't related to him.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 12



"Fine, as long as you fuck her." 

Just then, the door to Sarah's room opened and she came out wearing only half a cut off t-shirt and panties. Smiling she walked over to the couch and sat down next to Mike and cuddled up, then drew her face close to his. She went to give him a morning kiss but counter to their recent behaviors, he turned his head causing her to only contact his cheek.

Raising an eyebrow and pulling her head back, she asked, "Is there something wrong?" She put her hand to her face as she blew on it, "Morning breath?"

"It's complicated," he said, but then pulled her close for a hug as a consolation.

"Throw her to the floor and fuck her."

Mike sighed. This was going to be a long two weeks.

"I don't think we should be having sex anymore," he said flatly, then quickly decided that he should've thought that sentence out before he said it. That's not exactly what he meant.

"Wow. You are such an idiot."

Sarah sat back against the cushions, with her eyebrow still raised and put a scowl on her face. A few moments of tense silence passed heavily between them before she spoke again.

"Why in the world would you ever want to quit?" she asked. "You get to have sex with three of your four sisters. At least one of them a day. Ninety-five percent of all the men on the face of this planet would kill for opportunities like this. Literally, they'd agree to kill somebody."

"She's right. Paradise, remember?"

"Sarah," Mike started.

"Is it because you have Danni and Emma now?" she asked, a look of confusion crossing her face, with just the possible hint of hurt to follow, "Am I just not as attractive to you as they are?"

"NO!" Mike said loudly, quickly waving away that notion. "Sarah, you are extremely sexy. I don't want to not have you any less than I want to not them, I'm just..." he stopped, unsure of how to word it correctly, realizing his response had come out all jumbled. He didn't even understand what he had just said.

"See what the lack of pussy will do to you?"

She didn't speak, just stared at him with a blank and impatient look on her face.

"All of this just happened so fast and it's all so wonderful. But frightening at the same time." he said, "I guess I'm just scared."

"Scared?" she asked, her glare softening. "What are you scared of sweetie? You've already gotten what most people would consider the hard work done. Getting us all into bed, and all of us enjoying ourselves in the process."

"She's making sense dude."

He shook his head, running a hand through his hair and sighing deeply. There wasn't any real way around it. "I'm afraid that I might get you, or all of you, pregnant."

She sighed, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Mike, you don't have to worry about that. It's a risk yes, but as long as we're careful about what days and how we love each other, that shouldn't be an issue. Besides, we can always use a condom, or Emma and I can start on some form of birth control like Danni. She's been being careful for a while now."

He swore silently. He'd have to come up with a better reason.

"I also just want to try and prove that I can resist you three vixens." he said, hoping he had said it in a way she'd take as playful. 

"Resist us?" she asked, "Why would you want to? You're a healthy, over sexually zealous red blooded American male, and you just happen to have three women living with you who have just discovered they love fucking you."

"Excellent point. You're looking more pitiful by the second. Look at those mounds of hers. Do you remember what her nipples taste like?"

Mike thought quickly. "Well, you guys just seem to come and take what you want from me without any inkling of whether I'm in the mood. I'm gonna prove that I'm the one that decides when and where I have sex, and with whom." 'Yeah', he thought to himself, really liking the way that sounded. He was rather proud of himself for a second.

"Oh really?" Sarah said in the form of a question, with a bemused smile on her face. "You really wanna try resisting three women that want to rip your clothes off, suck your dick, and fuck you blind every day for the rest of your life?"

"You should really listen to her."

"Come on Sarah," he said, "doesn't it bother you that we're siblings? I've had sex more in the past couple of weeks than most guys have in a year. Some probably their whole life, and I've only had sex with my sisters."

"I thought we had gotten past that already," she said, looking at him curiously. 

Now, he was thoroughly regretting having made the bet. This was getting way too complicated right out of the gate. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"Mike, you've awakened something in Emma and I, and I don't think that we could stop even "if" we wanted to. Which we don't," she reasoned, then added, "you do realize that we're just going to seduce you, right? This is going to be like opening the floodgates and trying to stem the flow of water with a beach towel. We don't just love you, and enjoy making loving to you." She leaned into him and added, "We're addicted to you now."

"So is Danni. You gonna turn that down? I say let's turn it face down, fuck it and celebrate."

Mike sighed again. "Sarah, I don't wanna have sex with any of my sisters for a while, and there's nothing you can say or do that is going to change my mind. I have to prove that I can control my desire for any, and all of you."

"I see," replied Sarah, with an impish grin on her face. "Well baby brother, in that case," she said standing, "you're really gonna wish that you hadn't decided to do this." Then she turned and headed to the laundry room. Stopping at the door she turned back to throw a smile at him. Then she winked and added, "Okay lover, we'll do it your way. Let the games begin."

Mike had made his decision. He'd have to live with it. They couldn't just use him as a piece of meat.

"What the hell is wrong with having your meat ridden two or three times a day by three beautiful women? And I still have my sights on Beth."

He ignored the voice. There wasn't going to be anything helpful coming from it. Standing, he stretched and headed to the kitchen for breakfast. A few minutes later, Emma came downstairs followed by Danni. They both leaned over and gave Mike a kiss on the cheek. He ignored them and focused on his cereal. Danni was wearing her sports bra and panties. She went to the fridge and opened it. Bending over, she surveyed the inside.

Her spectacular ass taunted him as she peered into the fridge, looking for something to eat. She shifted her weight, which moved her hips, which shifted her ass cheeks back and forth. She pulled something out of the fridge and sat it on the counter, followed by a few more items. Mike didn't have a clue as to what they were, and he didn't care. His eyes were locked on that amazing ass that seemed to be just beckoning him.

"Go fuck it wimp."

'DAMN IT,' he swore internally. He forced his gaze elsewhere. 

At the same moment, Sarah came back in the room, dressed, sort of, and very much differently.  "The games" had obviously begun.

'Wonderful' he thought. 

She had on a pair of the tiniest matching underwear and a one of his own button-down shirts with the sleeves rolled up. Damn, she looked fantastic. It was unbuttoned and open in the front, exposing her underwear and especially her impressive cleavage. She sauntered seductively over to Mike, in a pair of high heels no less, and leaned forward giving him a kiss on the forehead. As she did so, her shirt opened even farther, and her breasts swayed visibly side to side. Mike swallowed hard.

Her nipples looked so inviting through the thin material, like they were just begging to be nibbled on. Maybe he could get her alone in the laundry room and fuck her brains out against the washing machine.

"That's the spirit. Bend her forward, spread those legs, make her..." 

'NO,' he shouted internally to himself. 'I can do this.'

"No you can't. Now, go fuck her."

She stood, and straightened the shirt and gave him another wink. Then she turned and started helping with breakfast. The chatter among the sisters turned to the wonderful topics that he usually ignored. 

He lowered his face into his bowl of cereal and finished it quickly, knowing that he was doomed if he stayed in the kitchen any longer. As he stood, he heard footsteps coming downstairs and swore silently. 'Please be dressed, please be dressed, please be dressed,' he chanted silently as he exited the kitchen into the hall toward the stairs.

"Not much chance of that in this house, as far as I can see." 

Beth was just coming downstairs as Mike turned and nearly fainted. She was wearing a small bra, her spectacular breasts practically spilling out of the tedious undergarment. She was wearing matching panties and he could make out the thin lines of her pussy lips from beneath the undersized see through piece. Every time she came down a step, her breasts bounced up and down, her nipples pressing against the fabric threatening to escape.

He knew she wasn't wearing this to try and torment him. It was just clueless Beth being Beth. It was probably what she had worn to sleep, and as with all of his sisters, it was what she would wear to breakfast before heading back upstairs to change. She'd simply chosen something that was several sizes too small.

'Yeah, that was it.' he thought.

As she bounced downstairs, Mike's eyes bugged out of his head and latched themselves onto her heaving cleavage. She bounced down onto the last step and pressed up against him, kissing his forehead and squeezing him tight to her chest, her massive breasts engulfing his face for a brief second.

"Morning, baby," she said simply. Then pushed past him and headed into the kitchen to join the rest of his sisters. 

He turned and glanced back, immediately regretting it. The kitchen was clearly a war zone of sexual energy. Any man caught in there would be immediately consumed by un-harnessed sexual desire. He quickly turned back and ran upstairs.

"This is going to be so damned easy."

He heard Sarah's voice as he went upstairs, and immediately knew that just the next few days were going to be hell. Not to mention the two weeks he had bet with the voice.

"Your sisters want to bone you, and you call this hell? Grow some balls and go fuck'em."

'Three or four times you've called me "The Man," he said to the voice.

"That was then, this is now."

A few hours passed while Mike just stayed in his room, but with the realization of which he reminded himself, 'I can't stay up here forever.'

He knew he'd have to find something to do, some way to keep his mind off of his sister's wanting to jump his bones. For all he knew they could all three be outside his room, licking the door and rubbing breasts. No, just two of them, Danni wasn't like that with him, he conceded. 

It had been several hours since the voice had bothered him. It was probably saving all of its energy for an all out assault the first time he saw one of his sisters. He looked at the clock. It was noon, lunchtime. 'Wonderful,' he thought. 

He stood, pulling himself up from his bed and headed for his door. He poked his head out of his room and peered around quietly as if he was expecting ninjas to jump out of closets from all sides. Except these would be naked female ninjas that didn't want anything but sexual conquest. But, there wasn't anyone in the hallway, ninja or sister, and he quickly closed the door behind himself and started quietly downstairs.

Emma was helping Beth in the kitchen. He could see that they were still talking, but about what, he didn't know. Emma glanced over and saw him out of the corner of her eye. 'Time for some fun,' she thought. 

Mike was standing in the doorway to the kitchen, unsure of what to do, where to go, or even if he should hide. He watched as Emma stuck her finger in the batter of whatever Beth was conjuring up and popped her finger in her mouth, pulling it out and running it back in several times.

"How is it?" Beth asked.

Emma smiled and poked her finger back in, and pulled out a dollop of what looked like cake batter. She pushed her finger into Beth's mouth, who licked it off, but gave Emma a weird glance when she pushed her finger back in again, several times. A line of cake batter had dripped down onto Beth's left breast, running down and staining her white t-shirt. Emma grabbed the edges of her shirt and pulled it over her head, "Let me go give that to Sarah to wash." she said. 

Mike's eyes were locked on Beth's impressive breasts barely contained inside the bra from breakfast. Her tits seemed to be straining against the thin material as if they would rip through the fabric at any second.

Emma grabbed Beth by the shoulders and turned her slightly. Lowering her head, she snaked out her tongue and began licking upwards on Beth's cleavage, slurping up the chocolate and continuing to lick up and down her breast. She cupped one in her hand and kissed it, before licking upwards again. 

"Fuck them both, they're just begging for it."

Beth's eyes involuntarily closed as she felt her younger sister's warm tongue on her skin. It was so wet and smooth, and it sent tingles across her skin. She sighed softly as Emma cupped her breast and pushed it upwards slightly, which slightly pulled it from the confines of her top. 

Mike's eyes nearly popped out of his head and his pecker was pleading with him to go join in the fun. He was transfixed on the scene in front of him, his dick rock hard and throbbing from watching his two sisters.

Emma pushed up on Beth's breast, popping it completely out of its cup and began licking the exposed flesh. She glanced up at Beth briefly, and then over to Mike. He looked like a deer caught in headlights. Grinning, she ran her tongue across Beth's nipple and pulled it into her mouth, rolling it around on her tongue. She smiled as Beth moaned softly under the touch of her tongue.

"Get over there and fuck them, now now now! "

"All clean," Emma said, suddenly, rising up and popping Beth's tit back into place.

"Make her stay! Stay damn it, stay!"

She turned and went briefly out to the wash room. Returning with another white shirt, she pulled it over Beth, gently swaying her sister's head, adjusting her cleavage and rubbing her breasts one last time.

Beth suddenly snapped out of it. She turned and looked around like she had just woken up, or had just had some kind of day dream in the middle of the kitchen. She looked thoroughly confused. 

Emma could hardly contain her smile. "Oh, hi Mike," she grinned, as if she had just notice him.

Mike was still staring at his two sisters, the bulge in his pants obvious, and it didn't look to be going anywhere, anytime soon. A last look at Emma found her smiling devilishly as he hurriedly left the kitchen for the living room.

Sarah was in the living room sitting and watching television. She smiled as Mike came in and sat on the couch. Getting her first good look at his bulging pants, she licked her lips. 

Danni was sitting on the other side of the couch leaving only a small space between them. She turned and smiled as Mike entered.

Mike casually sat between the two girls, knowing better but not seeing any other option. He couldn't stay upstairs all day. Danni leaned her head over and laid it on his chest as he sat down. Sarah did the same, and for a brief moment it seemed as if his two older sisters were going to behave themselves. Mike's erection even began to subside.

Then Emma came into the room. She had followed him in unnoticed, and had been biding her time, waiting silently behind him. She rounded the couch and smiled as she looked around the room, then to the couch.

"No space for me?" she asked, feigning a look of concentration. Sarah and Danni moved back as she turned and sat back directly on top of Mike's lap. She leaned her head back and laid it next to her brother's. 

Sarah and Danni leaned back into Mike as Emma settled in. They both smiled as they glanced up at Mike, then at each other.

Emma pressed her athletic body into his, making sure her warmth seeped into him.  She muscled her spectacular ass into a comfortable position on his lap. She grinned as she felt his dick pressing into her butt, pointed over his right leg while he was desperately trying to concentrate on the TV. 

She shifted, feeling his dick roll beneath her ass and leaned forward. Adjusting her position before leaning back, Mike groaned as he felt his dick slide downwards off his leg and point directly outwards, as if it was looking at the TV.

"Stick it in her, now, now, now!"

His dick was apparently trying to listen to the voice, as it was now pointing directly up between Emma's legs. She was feigning watching TV as she kept fidgeting slightly, moving her luscious ass back and forth across his lap.

Sarah leaned over and kissed him on the neck, moving slowly upwards until she got to his ear. "I can't wait till you give in and we can all start fucking you again."

"Come on, listen to her. Give in."

Danni wasn't tormenting him, but she was thoroughly amused by it all. She leaned up to his ear and kissed it. "I hope you won't hold out on me tonight," she whispered, as she gave his ear a slow lick.

Shit! He hadn't thought that far ahead. What was he going to do with the beautiful naked Danni in his bed, after she slipped herself between his sheets and spooned up to him?

 "We're gonna fuck her, that's what. Far be it from us to disappoint poor frail Danni."

He ignored the voice once again. Right now, he was desperately trying not to throw Emma down and rip her panties off. He felt her reach down and rub a hand across the bulge in his pants, pulling his dick back upwards and pressing it up against her crotch, rubbing it along her clothed vagina.

"Let her pull your dick out."

He moaned again, desperately trying to kick start his brain back into action. Emma was still gently massaging his dick with her hand and her pussy. He felt her rummage around in his lap, searching for the hole in his pajama pants. Suddenly, he felt the cool air of the room on his dick and realized it had been freed.

"Good boy, now put your hands on her hips."

Mike's hands had been at his sides, pinned beneath Danni and Sarah. He lifted them from between his sisters and put them on Emma's hips.

"That's it." 

He groaned again as he felt her pushing his cock into her underwear, feeling it ever so slightly pressed to the lips of her opening. He could feel how wet she was, and knew that it would be so easy to just slip past the entrance, and slide inside.

"So easily, you won't even believe it."

She lifted slightly, pulling her underwear gently to one side, and he felt the tip of his shaft kiss the wet lips of her pussy.

"Now, pull down gently with your hands." 

"Lunch is ready," said Beth from behind them, as there was movement by all three girls surrounding Mike.

"OH NO, FUCK! They're getting away again."

As one, all three girls stood, and removed themselves from their wrapping of him and his grasp. Emma just slid right off of him without a word, pretty as you please, and readjusted her panties. They turned as one and headed for the kitchen, wide smiles on every one of their faces.

This was definitely going to be the most difficult two weeks of his life.

"I fucking hate you."

'How is this my fault?' Mike thought. 

"If you would have just taken my advice and fucked them, you wouldn't be sitting here alone in the living room with the Tower of Dong."

'Yeah, yeah. At least I'm winning so far.'




Just the Six of Us Ch. 12



"Like I said, I hate you."



Just the Six of Us Ch. 13



To my editor, ZexWizzard: thanks for your edits and suggestions, as always, you are the polish to my creativity.

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Chapter 13

Mike cautiously crept into the kitchen, expecting a female ninja sex attack from all angles. His sisters were all seated in their customary positions, plates filled with a dish Beth had conjured up. He fixed himself a plate and quietly took a seat. 

Emma, Danni, and Sarah all had grins on their faces, though Beth was oblivious to what was going on. She had found a shirt, though it did little to conceal her large breasts and ample cleavage. Mike felt like his brain was thinking a thousand different things at once. 'Emma's ass pressing against his lap, or Sarah's tongue wrapped around the head of his cock those few weeks ago, or Danni's arched back pushing her breasts into the air as he gave her an orgasm, or Beth's massive cleavage.' 

"Get a double handful of that, will ya"

He shook his head again, drawing smiles from three of the four girls at the table. He cursed himself silently. Except for the voice, they knew exactly what was going on in his head. It did give him some consolation that they were feeling good about themselves, knowing that he couldn't stop thinking about them. He speared a meatball with his fork, cut it with a knife and popped half of it into his mouth.

He'd have to keep himself occupied, he decided. Sitting around doing nothing wasn't going to help the situation at home. He'd go work out some, maybe call one of his buddies and go have a drink. Beth wasn't trying to get him to ram his cock into her, maybe he could talk with her, maybe go to a movie or something. The ideas began to circle in his brain like a wagon train as he weighed all the possibilities as he felt his mood lighten, and he even managed to return his three sisters cat-just-ate-the-canary like grins.

The table was quiet throughout lunch, and after cleaning his plate and rinsing it, Mike turned to his sisters. 

"Ask them if we can fuck now. Just hav'em all line up."

Having given some thought to his options throughout his meal, he announced, "I'm gonna head out and clean the pool, then mow the lawn. Ya'll need anything before I do?" he asked, smiling.

Wide smiles flashed across Danni, Sarah, and Emma's faces briefly before they managed to brush them away. Then they just shook their heads and went back to finishing their lunch. Unintentionally, he'd once again piqued their interest.

He went back upstairs and changed, then headed out the back door and to the shed to get the mower. Sure enough, a few minutes into mowing he noticed a flicker of movement from the windows on the second floor, from both Danni's and Emma's rooms. He smiled to himself, loving the feel that came from being watched. It felt so good to know that his sisters found him sexy, desirable.

A sudden idea struck him, and he stopped pushing the mower to pull his sweaty t-shirt over his head. He wasn't rippling with muscles like one of those infomercial guys, but he had come to understand that he had a nice looking body. He ran a hand over his tight six-pack, smiling at the thought of what he was doing to his sisters, and then began to push the mower again. He hoped they were getting turned on up there.

Then his previous thoughts brought him up short. 'What the hell am I doing?' he thought. Why the hell would he want to turn his sisters on? That's only going to make things worse. By Sarah's own admission they were addicted to him, and by spurring them on he would only cause them to be more earnest in their efforts in seducing him. "I really am an idiot," he said to himself.

"Finally, something we are in agreement on besides pussy. The other being when both your heads are on and in the right place. Namely, one head on correctly, and the other head in the aforementioned pussy. But you just keep doing what you are doing, and I'll have this fucking bet won by morning." 

Mike ignored it, grumbling to himself and pushed the mower onwards. A half hour later, he'd finished mowing and started cleaning the pool. The window shade was still pulled open, but he couldn't see any movement. Were they still watching him? Or had he just imagine the first time that he thought he'd seen someone moving around? 

"If you keep screwing around they might actually think to give up on us and go out and hunt up someone else to fuck. You know women, if they're not being fucked they're just plain fucked up."

Mike figured it was best if he stopped responding to the voice altogether. He quickly finished cleaning the pool, checked the filter and replaced the chlorine pucks. Heading back to the shed, he grabbed the blower and cleaned the walks and the deck of the pool. The sun was high in the sky by now, and it was getting pretty warm. Pulling his shirt back over his head, he put the pool cleaning supplies away and went inside. Heading upstairs and into the bathroom, he didn't see a single sister on the way through the house.

His shower went quickly, and as he was toweling himself off, the door opened and Emma came in.

"All finished?" she asked.

He gave her a quick nod, pulling his underwear up in a noticeable rush. She was wearing only a bathrobe, which she let fall to the floor as he pulled up his boxers. Her impeccable body stood naked before him, drawing his gaze and taking his breath away. She just grinned and opened the shower door. Stepping inside, she turned on only the cold water.

She gasped as she was shocked by the chill, causing her nipples to quickly harden and making her breath come is short swiftly gulps. Mike couldn't bring himself to look away, and even wished he could climb in and nibble on her now erect nipples.

"Get in there and fuck her you prick! NOW! She wants it bad."

Mike forced his eyes closed and turned to leave. Everything in his body was telling him to jump into the shower with his sister, or at least yank her out and throw her to the floor, spread her legs and impale her with his throbbing love spear.

But instead, he quickly exited the bathroom, headed to his room and lay on the bed. What the hell had he gotten himself into? He desperately hoped his sisters would get bored with trying to seduce him; otherwise, this could quite possibly kill him.

"There is definitely something wrong with you, passing up a perfectly good piece of pussy."

He closed his eyes as he lay back on the bed, letting the cool air of the ceiling fan blow his body the rest of the way dry. He reached down and opened his towel, letting the breeze dry off the rest of his body. Soon, his breathing became measured, and sleep overtook him.

Mike snoozed for a couple of hours, after which he began to drift back into consciousness, the haze of sleep lifting and finally dissolving. There was something happening to him, something familiar and wet.

His eyes popped open and his head shot up as he lifted himself to his elbows. Sarah was at the foot of his bed, his rock-hard cock in her mouth, her eyes locked on his. 

"Damn it, Sarah," he said, and put a hand on her head in the beginnings of an attempt at pushing her off. 

She grinned and gently exposed her teeth against the skin of his dick, causing him to freeze.

"You wouldn't," he said, shocked at his eldest sister.

Pulling her brother's cock almost out of her mouth, she smiled and winked at him. "Try me, stud," she said, and pulled him right back into her depths of her throat.

He groaned as she pulled him deeper, feeling her tongue caress the head of his shaft. He moaned again as she pulled him out, then quickly back in once again, her lips pursed as she sucked forcefully on his rod. She began to pick up speed as she bobbed up and down on him, pulling him farther and farther into her mouth until the tip of his dick was poking the back of her throat repeatedly every few seconds. 

He began to feel his orgasm rising, and was just about to inform Sarah, when she suddenly stopped moving, removed his member from her mouth, and just stood up. Then, without another word, she turned and left the room. Leaving her shocked and flabbergasted brother unable to speak, lying naked on his bed.

"See what I mean? You're gonna run all of our pussy off. Now, instead of fucking you, they're gonna start fucking with you. Dumbass."

He ran a hand over his head, thankful that she'd stopped, but at the same time not glad, not glad at all. His erection didn't subside for at least another fifteen minutes, and he was dressed when it finally did. Exiting the room, he jogged quickly downstairs. Beth came down behind him and headed into the living room, carrying a book. She was wearing just her panties again, but still had her shirt on from earlier. She headed into the den.

Sarah was bustling around in the washroom, humming to herself, feigning innocence.

'Innocent my ass,' Mike thought.

Emma was nowhere to be seen, but Danni was watching TV. He grabbed his keys and headed for the back door. 

"Going to work out," he announced.

Danni glanced over and sat up. "Mind if I come? It's been so long since I exercised."

Mike thought for a moment, but quickly decided that out of all of his sisters that he was now intimate with, Danni wouldn't purposely torment him. Or at best, she was the least likely to do so, or so he hoped. He'd be focusing on his workout, anyways.

He nodded at her, and having gotten his consent she promptly bounced upstairs. His gaze automatically followed her as she wiggled seductively up the steps. She reappeared a few minutes later, wearing a pink tracksuit and heading for his truck, with Mike following quickly behind.

They had polite conversation as they headed to the gym a few blocks away. Mike was thankful to have a break, and was glad that he'd decided to let Danni come with him.

After parking his truck, they entered the building and Mike quickly headed over to a set of machines and began to do a few sets of his standard workout. There were a few other guys in the workout room, but no other girls. 

Danni smiled at him as she unzipped her tracksuit, opening it in the front and pulling it off. She was wearing a loose low cut shirt over her pink sports bra, and had on pink spandex workout shorts. She went over to the machine Mike was working out on, and sat directly on the one opposite him. Sitting down, she wrapped her hands around the hand grips and pulled the two arm bars inwards several times.

Mike smiled as he watched her exercise, her arm muscles and chest heaving and pulsing as she worked out. A few reps later, he switched machines and she quickly followed, sitting in front of him again. This was a machine that you lay down on, and as she did, Mike was afforded a magnificent view of her ass. She curled her legs under the bars of the machine and began to pull, tightening her thighs and flexing her ass.

Mike felt himself swallow hard as her ass flexed and un-flexed. 'Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all.' he thought briefly.

"Keep watching, it was a great idea."

She did a few more sets and then moved, following Mike as he switched machines again. The next one she chose worked her inner thighs. She mounted the machine and began to pump her legs inwards, the machine pushing them back out, which then started the cycle all over again.

Mike's eyes were locked onto her crotch. He could clearly see the lines of her pussy lips through the skin tight material, and he felt his crotch began to stir. She smiled and winked at him, seeing the bulge beginning to tent his pants. 

They continued their workouts for another twenty minutes, Mike switching machines and Danni following each time. He was desperately trying to conceal the bulge in his wind shorts, but was having no luck whatsoever. 

"You're doing that on purpose," he finally accused.

"Yup," she said, licking her lips and winking at him.

"Do I have to cut you off too?" he said, looking at her with a grin.

"You do, and I'll kill you."

She raised her eyebrows and shot him a feigned "hurt" look. It quickly changed and she put her hands on her hips. "I thought you loved me!" she said, pouting her lips and lowering her head.

Mike rolled his eyes and shook his head, drawing a giggle from her. "You know I love you." he confirmed, causing her to giggle even more.

"Oh, you know as well as I do that this little test of yours isn't going to work, don't you. You can't resist any one of us, let alone all of us. You do realize that don't you?"

Mike chuckled. "I'm beginning to grasp the concept." 

"So why are you going to put yourself through this?" she asked, "you could have already had sex several times today. I don't understand it. You've got three women that love you and want to fuck you regularly, and they all know about each other and are more than willing to share you. Men have killed for less."

"Listen to her, she's a fucking genius."

He shrugged. "I've just got to prove to myself that I can resist some of these impulses."

"Some?" she asked, smiling and drawing close to him.

He chuckled again as she drew even closer, straddling the machine and him to come to rest on his lap. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him, but quickly remembered they were in public. Fearing suddenly someone they knew might see them, she quickly dismounted.

"It's even easier now to forget that you're my brother," she said quietly.

She turned and headed for the bathroom, stopping at the doorway and winking at him. Mike grinned. She reappeared a few seconds later, biting her lip nervously and quickly waving him forward, disappearing behind the door.

Mike smiled widely, immediately knowing what she had in mind. He waited fifteen to twenty seconds, glanced around the room at the two or three other guys still lifting weights. They all seemed to be way more interested in flexing and admiring themselves, and seemed not to be giving any notice of Danni, nor himself.

"I'm about to win the bet, aren't I."

'Nope,' Mike thought back to the voice.

He quickly went towards the men's shower room, but turned at the last second, letting the door to the female bathroom close quickly behind him. Danni was in one of the showers already, soaping her naked body. She smiled as his head appeared around the corner. She was in a shower stall, the curtain open, water cascading down across her short brown ponytail and down her back, over her shoulders, causing her nipples to harden and point outwards from her perky breasts. 

Mike realized this was the first time he'd seen her in any brighter light than the glow of a full moon, and took the chance to admire her flawless body, but from a safe distance. Her breasts were larger than Emma's, but smaller than Sarah's. She had pink nipples, and dark tan lines, something that caused Mike's dick to jerk, and it hardened even more than it had already been.

She closed her eyes, knowing that he was watching her, running her hand along her body, washing bubbles across her tanned skin and across her breasts. She ran her hand across her nipples and down her stomach, between her legs and farther, running a finger across her pussy, lingering for a few seconds, and then traveling upwards towards her stomach again, and then the other breast. She ran the other hand down towards her snatch, still pinching her nipples with the first as she slid a finger into her pussy. 

Mike felt like he was going to faint. His gorgeous sister was masturbating for him in public. He felt like running over to join her and lend a helping hand.

"That would've been my suggestion, but noooooo, so why bother."

Just then, the door to the locker room swung wide open and a few girls walked in. They spotted just Mike's back as he bolted from the room, immediately heading out the side door and into his truck.

Danni burst out laughing as she heard him leave. Picking up her things, she exited the shower room. She dressed quickly then caught up to Mike in his truck, covering her mouth as she did so. Once inside, she burst out laughing, seeing Mike's face turning nine shades of red and his breathing heavy from his adrenaline dump. He glared at her for a second, before her giggles caused him to smile too.

"You're almost as bad as Sarah and Emma," he said.

She cackled at him for a few seconds, leaning over and laying her head on his shoulder as they started for home.

"Well, we are sisters," she said after her laughter had subsided, giggling again as she finished.

They pulled up to the house a few minutes later and went inside and were greeted by Sarah. She was wearing a short skirt and matching blouse, carrying a load of folded clothes toward the stairs. She dropped a towel on the floor and set the rest of the load on the table as Danni and Mike came in through the door. Smiling, she bent over to get the towel, and both of them caught an eyeful of her naked ass, peeking out from under the skirt as she bent over.

Danni just closed her eyes, laughing as quietly as she could. Mike shut his eyes as well, trying not to grin and softly shaking his head. They both headed for the living room a few seconds later as Sarah stood, nonchalantly folded the towel, picked the stack back up and headed upstairs.

"Man I love your sisters."

His sisters must have finally decided to give him a break, and throughout the rest of the evening, they sat and watched TV, behaving and not tormenting him. As it grew late, Mike even leaned over and kissed each of his sisters on the cheeks before heading upstairs. Danni took his hand as he kissed her cheek, and prompted him to pull her from the couch. As he did she led him away by the hand. 

"Night you guys," Sarah called after them, but for the first time, without a smile on her face.

They slowly walked upstairs, hand in hand, and as they reached the top step, she stopped him. Danni was several inches shorter than him, and as she stood in front of him two steps above, he found himself looking at her eye to eye. She smiled at him and kissed him on the cheek.

He leaned forward to kiss her back, but she put a hand on his chest and gently pushed him backwards, straightening him back up and drawing a confused look from him.

"Mike, I understand if you don't want to make love. I know it's important to you that you prove... whatever the hell it is you are trying to prove to yourself. I love you, and I guess I can do without sex for one night."

Mike didn't know if he could lover her any more than he did at that very moment, but he was sure going to try. Without saying a word, he effortlessly lifted her up, causing her to squeal in astonishment. He carried her into his room, kicking the door closed behind them, and laid her gently on the bed as he began to kiss her face.

"Wow," she said, feeling his lips pressing into her cheeks, across her forehead and to her ear lobes. "I guess I won't have to do without after all."

He smiled and continued kissing, moving from her ears down to her upper neck, planting kisses downwards and to the muscle connected to her neck and shoulder, drawing a giggle and a sigh of pleasure as his tongue gently tickled it. He lifted her torso back up as he pulled her shirt and sports bra off, freeing her pert breasts.

She sighed happily as he began to fondle her, relishing the feeling of his lips on her skin, wishing he would move to her nipples faster, needing to feel his tongue on them.

As if reading her mind, he complied, moving his tongue across her left breast, drawing her nipple into his mouth and gently rolling it around, sucking on it gently, and then moving across to her other breast. Her nipples responded quickly to his tongue, and she moaned in pleasure as he gently bit down on them. He pushed his hands underneath her torso, lifting her easily in his arms and continuing his tongue assault on her breasts.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 13



She moaned and sighed happily. "You are getting so damn good at this." she admitted.

He smiled, and began to move southwards, but she stopped him. "As much as I want you to do that, it's my turn," she said, drawing a wide grin from him. She quickly maneuvered him to his bed, pulling herself on top of him. She popped the button of his jeans and lifted his shirt over his head, finishing by pulling off his boxers, freeing his dick and smiling as it poked upwards, fully erect.

"I've wanted to do this to you since our vacation," she said, looking up at him.

She grabbed his cock in her hand, pulling her face close and holding it before her. Her tongue snaked out, licking slowly up his shaft and causing him to throw his head back in pleasure. Her tongue felt like warm velvet as it stroked up and down his cock. 

Mike was in heaven. Danni was finally sucking his cock and it felt even better than he'd felt with his other sisters. Okay well, maybe not better, but it was sure different, and it was just as good. Really good.

"As long as one of them is sucking it, does it matter which one it is? I think not!" 

She prolonged pulling him into her mouth as long as she could stand, but finally relented, and gently pulled the head of his cock in, running her tongue along it and sucking gently. She lowered her head pulling him further into her mouth. She raised her eyes and locked with his, pulling him out with a soft 'pop' ran her tongue across the tip, before plunging it back into her mouth and bobbing up and down a few times. She repeated the move, locking eyes with him again and again as she sucked gently, bouncing up and down.

After a few turns, she gently lifted her hips, pulling her work out shorts and G-string panties off. She pulled herself higher, putting her hands on his shoulders and straddled him. He had his hand around the base of his cock, pointing upwards as she positioned herself above him.

She lowered her face close to his and looked into his eyes as she felt his cock at the entrance of her vagina. "I love you, Mike," she said, smiling as she dropped her hips lower, forcing him inside her sticky, wet tunnel. He moaned, arched his neck for a few seconds before lowering his head and looking at her again. "I love you, Danni," he said, wrapping his arms around her waist as she gently rose and fell on top of him. She gasped and pulled him close, burying his face into her chest as she continued bouncing up and down on him, his cock plunging deep inside her again and again. 

"I don't ever want anyone else inside me," she said.

Her eyes closed and her back arched as he tenderly bit and sucked at her chest, his shaft thrusting in and out of her. As she did, his hands grasp her ass and hips. 

"I don't ever want to suck another cock. Yours is the only one I want," she said, lifting up again and lowering herself, flexing her pussy muscles as she did so, drawing a moan from him and causing his eyes to roll briefly back in his head in pure pleasure. 

"Oh god," he said.

"I want you to know that I'm yours, and only yours, forever," she said, as she thrust back down on him, forcing his shaft back inside her again, flexing as she did so, drawing another gasp of pleasure from him.

"Oh my... god," he repeated.

"I want you to cum inside me every time we make love Mike," she said, pulling him deeply inside her and back out again. "I want it inside me where it belongs. I want to be yours forever," she said again, pulling up and back down, her butt slapping down on his legs.

He began to cum, and felt her start to orgasm as his cock began to pump his hot semen into the channel leading to her womb. She gasped and moaned as he did, both of them clutching at each other in ecstasy and chanting, "I love you," to each other, over and over. Finally, after several long moments of mutual pleasure, they collapsed into the sheets, quickly falling into a deep sleep.

Mike slept soundly, no dreams, no nightmares, no clowns, no voice.

The next morning, Danni was wrapped across and around him. Mike was staring at the ceiling, lost in thought.

"So when do I get to collect on our wager?"

Mike just smiled. He'd been wondering when he'd hear from the voice. For once, he thought himself ready.

'You didn't win the bet yet,' he thought.

"You feel that naked sex vixen draped across you, don't you, looking and feeling like you just fucked her brains out? Well, FYI, you just spent half the night fucking her brains out." 'Yeah, but that doesn't mean you won the bet.'

"Exactly how do you figure that?"

'You bet me that I couldn't resist your prods and suggestions.'

"Yeah, and now back to Exhibit A: One naked sister with your cum still dripping from her cunt."

'Yeah, but you never told me to fuck her last night. You only asked one rhetorical question we both knew the answer to, and made one unnecessary personal comment concerning the answer. Since you didn't tell me to fuck her, there was nothing coming from you that I had to resist. The bet didn't include me making love to one of my sisters, voluntarily. So, you haven't won anything, yet.'

There were a few long moments of awkward silence in his head. It was quiet, still, a sort of unnerving calm. For a moment, there was simply nothing for Mike to hear or even detect. It was really eerie. Then, as they say, "all hell broke loose."

"Son-Of-A-Bitch!"

'Watch your non-corporeal mouth.' Mike grinned, then added, 'Our mother was a saint,' thoroughly pleased with himself.

"Oh, it's on now, motherfucker. Enjoy it while it lasts. I might have to give you that one, you fucking ass-wipe, since you outsmarted me just this one time. But I'm going to be throwing so many suggestions through that empty melon you call a head from here on out, you're gonna think I've got a dozen fucking clones in here with me."

'Looking forward to it,' Mike thought, 'Also, FYI, I've never fucked a mother.' grinning again.

"Son-of... motherfu..., you fucking air headed, brain dead, dick beating, ass grabbing, dildo sucking, ass monkey!"

'Ex-dick beating ass monkey,' Mike corrected the voice.

Mike chucked as Danni began to stir, causing a thousand tingles and pricks of energy to shoot through his arm and shoulder. He grimaced as she rolled off of him, propping herself up on one arm as he flexed, trying to get the blood flowing through it again.

"Morning lover," she said. "Sorry about that," she said, nodding at his arm.

"Grab her head and shove your cock down her throat. Hold her down and fuck her in the ass. Tear her clothes off and eat her pussy, then throw her to the floor and fuck her."

'She's not wearing any clothes.' Mike replied, and then asked the voice, 'A little mad are we?' 

"Fuck you, pig fucker."

Mike laughed at the voices use of the old Danni's almost forgotten nick name for him, as he smiled at his new and improved Danni while pulling her close and kissing her tenderly on the lips. He chuckled at the irony of it all. They embraced, kissing softly for a several more minutes before heading off to the shower together to clean up.

He smiled to himself again, very pleased that he had outwitted the voice. He knew he actually hadn't done anything. The voice had probably been too excited that he was actually going to have intercourse with one of his sisters that it hadn't thought about having to tell him to fuck her. He knew it wouldn't happen again, and he had probably just ensured that he was going to lose the bet. He set those thoughts aside for the moment as they finished their shower undisturbed by the voice and quickly got dressed before heading downstairs to join the rest of their sisters for breakfast. 

******

Breakfast resembled something much closer to what could be considered normal that morning, and after he finished Mike went back upstairs to his room, leaving Sarah and Danni at the table. Sarah looked over at her sister, obviously wanting to say something.

Danni glanced at her, saw her expression and smiled. "What is it?"

Sarah pushed her plate away and sat silently for a few seconds. "Well, I just had a request."

Danni peered at her, curiously. "A request?"

Sarah nodded. "Yeah, and I know how odd this is going to sound, but Emma and I need you to stop making love to Mike...I mean, for just a little while of course."

Danni smiled. "Oh really,and why is that?"

"Come on Danni," she replied, the hint of a plea in her tone, "you know what we're trying to do. He's being so..."

"Stubborn?" Danni finished.

"Exactly! Although damn stubborn would be more accurate." Sarah replied. "We just want him to be so turned on that he can't control himself, and he'll stop this nonsense about holding out on us."

"So, holding out is our job and not his?" Danni asked slyly.

"No, not necessarily," answered Sarah, "I can see now how much fun you all could have tormenting him before. But now, when he finally gives in, can you imagine how much more fun he'll be?"

"You know, with three of us sleeping with him," Danni offered, "we're going to have to give him some kind of scheduled break. He'll need rest from time to time, he's not Superman."

"I don't know," Sarah giggled, "He's been doing an amazing job of 'holding up' his end so far."

Danni did chuckle at the pun, and then added, "So you want me to refrain from having sex with him after he's spooned up against me from behind, with his dick pressing into my back. Or when I wake up next to him in the mornings and can feel that magnificent cock poking me in the belly?"

Sarah's face went all... "dreamy" at the images Danni's words provoked, as if a thousand kittens were holding hands and dancing in her head.

"Well, I didn't say it was going to be easy," Sarah replied, then added, "I myself was sucking on him just yesterday and had to force myself to stop. It was very, very, har... I mean difficult," she corrected herself, drawing another giggle from Danni, then she added, "Please don't be selfish. You had him last night. We need equal time with him sis, we love fucking him too."

"Maybe we can figure out a way to speed the process along," Danni said.

"How do you mean?" Sarah asked, looking at her younger sister curiously.

Danni grinned widely.

******

"Mike!" Sarah called from downstairs. 

He'd been up in his room, doing sit-ups and push-ups when he heard her call. 'What the hell does she want now? More sex filled antics directed at me, I suppose,' he thought.

He knew better than to ignore her, though. So he stood, exited his room and closed the door behind himself. Taking the steps two at a time, he entered the kitchen and saw Sarah, Emma, and Danni all seated at the table. With her sisters' help, Sarah was making a grocery list. It looked long, very, very, long.

'Damn it,' he swore to himself, realizing it was his turn to go get the food stuffs, as well as the laundry, bathroom, and kitchen supplies. The once a month, whole nine yards, trip.

"Groceries?" he asked. Sarah nodded, but added, "And house stocks," as he sat down, and patiently waited for them to finish the list. Beth came out of the washroom and gave Sarah a few more items to write down on it. After several more minutes, the list was complete, and it looked like it was going to be a long trip. He sighed deeply.

"Oh hush," Sarah said, seeing his resignation. "Beth is going with you," she said.

"Great, the weird one."

Mike smiled at Beth, who returned his look with a smile of her own. It would be nice to talk with someone who wasn't completely wrapped up in jumping his bones.

"Bullshit."

Mike headed back upstairs briefly to grab his shoes, and came right back down. Beth had the list in her hand and headed towards his truck as she saw him descend the steps.

She was wearing a low-cut white top, her cleavage clearly visible. She had on a pair of shorts, her long, shapely legs looking as nice as ever. She bent over in front of him as she climbed up into the cab of his truck and afforded him a magnificent view of her ass, her pink underwear peeking out the edges.

He shut her door for her as she sat down. After shaking his head trying to clear it once again, he headed around to the driver's side of the vehicle.

As he drove to the store, Beth sat quietly, lost in thought, apparently.

"Lost is right, it must be pretty empty up there."

'Beth isn't dumb; she just doesn't have a whole lot of know-how when it comes to the social scene. "Socially inept" I think it's called.' Mike said defensively.

"Well, let's teach her, asshole. Just fuck her and get it over with."

"So how's it going?" Mike asked ignoring the voice.

"Don't interrupt her. She's probably computing fucking Pi or something."

Beth glanced up at him, she'd obviously been lost in thought, but smiled and said, "I'm fine."

"How's your theory coming along?" he asked, sincerely curious if she'd discovered anything new.

"Oh, well, I um..."

She seemed to get nervous. Mike suddenly remembered the other morning, vividly recalling Emma and the "batter incident."

"I'm sorry for the way the others are all behaving," he volunteered, "and I'm sorry about Emma doing what she did."

Beth's face turned red, and she began to twirl a lock of her blonde hair nervously. "Yeah, that was... uh... very unexpected, and frankly, a little weird."

"HOT, the correct word is hot, you psycho nerd."

'Watch it!' Mike thought to the voice.

Then focusing his attention back on Beth, he asked, "So have you discovered anything new? 

"Well," she began, but then bit her lip, appearing to be a bit embarrassed.

Glancing over, he realized she was becoming even more uneasy.

"Beth, it's okay," He remarked. "I'm the one sleeping with three of my sisters remember. I'm not going to think little of you for practically any reason. I'm actually glad to have a sister that isn't trying to seduce me every minute of every day."

Beth chuckled, and visibly relaxed a bit.

"Well, the truth is," she admitted, "even though it was intended for your benefit, Emma turned me on with her little display. Really," she added, "Actually, I... I didn't want her to stop."

Mike flashed back to Emma and Beth in the kitchen, Emma licking and sucking on Beth's breast.

"See! Even she thought it was HOT. I told you, jerk-off."

'That's ex-jerk-off to you.' Mike corrected him again.

"I know what you mean," Mike chuckled, drawing another nervous laugh from Beth. "Have you figured out why they've suddenly taken to sleeping with their own brother?"

She was shaking her head as he finished the sentence. "No, I need more data," she admitted.

'More data? Oh shit'. He thought, suddenly nervous about where this might be headed.

"This sounds like it could be interesting!"

"How so?" he asked tentatively.

"Well," she began with her explanation, "it only makes sense that to get a good idea of why they are so enamored with having sexual relations with their own brother, the best way to understand their fascination with you and it, is to include myself in the situation that has developed. If I ever want to solve the problem, that would be the most logical conclusion."

"What?" he asked.

"I'll eventually have to sleep with you myself." she replied.

"Normally, I'd be ecstatic with excitement right about now. She's using all of the right words, BUT she says that like it's a bad thing."

Mike found that he agreed with the voice. "Try not to sound so excited about it," he said. 

"Oh Mike, you said it yourself." she continued, "You're glad to have at least one normal sister, one not wanting to jump your bones at every turn. But every time I try and think through this problem, all I end up doing is wanting to kiss you again. Or I think back to Emma trying to tease you and I get all... turned on. If making love to you is anything like the way she made me feel just by sucking on one of my tits, then I could eventually completely understand why they have surrendered their resolve to be intimate with you."

"Pull over and let her blow you right here!"

'Covering all your bases?'

"Damn fucking A."

"Beth, I treasure our relationship. I'm your brother and I love you, and I want you to be happy. If you want another kiss, all you have to do is ask."

She turned and smiled at him. They pulled into the parking lot and exited the truck, walking inside quickly. Mike's normal job was pushing the cart when he went grocery shopping with one or more of his sisters, and this time was no different. Beth led the way and he followed close behind as she dropped item after item from her list into the cart. Mike felt his gaze wander to her ass as she bent over, affording him yet another view of her panties peeking out. She had a pretty nice ass, he decided. It wasn't anywhere near Emma's caliber of tone due to her athleticism, but it was still delicious and plump.

"Fuuuck, grab a handful of that."

He absolutely loved the way women moved; their hips shifting back and forth, swaying hypnotically causing his mouth to drool and his heart to flutter. It was a curiosity, why women moved the way they did. He supposed it was because they didn't have balls, nothing to get in the way and get pinched or crushed when they walked.

"An ass like that swaying back and forth in front of you, and all you can start thinking about is balls of all things?"

Beth turned and dropped something else into the cart, her eyes catching Mike staring at her ass. She smiled for once, at noticing someone admiring her body. He averted his eyes quickly, but they drifted upwards, landing on her cleavage, playing amongst the ample curvature of her breasts. She giggled, causing them to bounce briefly. Mike turned red and lowered his head, chuckling quietly, just loud enough for her to hear.

"Busted." she said, smacking him on the arm.

"Can you blame me?" he asked, raising his head and smiling at her.

She blushed at that, still not accustomed to thinking herself attractive. They continued down the aisle, turned the corner and heading down the next.

"There's something I've been wanting to ask you," she said, her ass bouncing along in front of him.

"Yes, you have a very nice ass." he said, chuckling.

She turned and shook her head at him, rolling her eyes. "No you idiot, a serious question."

He laughed again, pushing the cart behind her, then said, "Ask of me what you will, my dear elder sister," he said, playfully over doing it.

She shook her head again and dropped a package in the cart. "Well, I was wondering if you would help me with something."

"She needs you to massage her boobs."

'Oh hush,' Mike thought.

Then to Beth, he asked, "What's that?"

She was silent for a moment or two, trying to decide how to word her request he guessed.

"Well, I need to know how to date," she said, "I mean, how do I act on a date, you know? I'm so awkward that I don't know what to do, I just get so nervous," she said at length. 

"Oh, is that all?" Mike said, genuinely relieved.

"Well, it's important to me," she said, her face suddenly glum.

"No, no, no," he corrected, "I didn't mean it like that. I'm just glad that it's something that tame. If it was one of our sisters...," he let it hang at that.

She giggled again and dropped something else into the cart.

"Of course I'll help you," he said.

"Can we go to dinner?" she asked.

"Sure," he replied, "Wherever you want."

She smiled and turned again, surveying the shelves for more groceries. Mike's gaze went back to her ass, flexing and swiveling back and forth in front of him. Her hand snaked back and with a pointed finger, she waggled it back and forth with the sway of her cheeks, signaling a no-no and drawing a chuckle from him again.




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"Busted," she said again.

He liked how well she was coming out of her shell, how much she was beginning to accept that she was actually attractive, desirable even. He knew that was a huge leap forward for her. Just a few weeks prior she didn't even think herself pretty. Now, she was playfully spurning her horny younger brother's lustful stares.

She turned and leaned over the cart, rummaging through and looking for something.

"Now you're just doing that on purpose," he said, staring at her perfect cleavage.

"Maybe," she said, giggling.

"Man, you could hide a ton of stuff in there."

They finished shopping, playfully flirting with each other and loaded the groceries into the truck and headed for home.

"So when do you want to go out?" he asked her.

"Tonight?" she asked, smiling and looking at him hopefully.

All of a sudden, and for obvious reasons, Mike was struck by the way she looked just then. She was sitting, her legs folded and under her on the bench seat of his pickup. She had her head tilted and her bouncy blonde hair was cascading down her shoulders framing her face. She looked as angelic as Danni, with the morning sun shining behind her, a sweet smile accenting her beautiful feminine features.

"BOOBS, LOOK AT HER BOOBS."

Mike resisted the intrusion. "Tonight sounds good." he said after a few seconds.

"Damn it, I almost had you." 

They unloaded the truck, carrying everything inside to Sarah who began to sort it and put it all away.

As he pulled the last bag out of the truck, Beth came back out.

"That's all." he called, and she nodded, turning and walking up the steps in front of him.

"I'm still looking," he said playfully.

"I am fully aware of that," she said giggling, as she gave her ass an extra bump to one side.

Mike's pecker twitched, and his ball sack began to itch, forcing a hand to make one swipe across his own crotch adjusting himself.

Heading back inside, he dropped the last bag on the table. He leaned back against the counter, idly watching Sarah putting stuff away. Beth quickly joined her and began pulling stuff out of the remaining bags.

Sarah grabbed a bottle of ketchup and some mustard, and then headed over to where Mike was standing. She came directly up to him, reached around him with the condiments and pushed them into the cabinet behind him, her eyes staring back into his the whole time. She pressed up close to him, and he swallowed hard as her breasts pressed into him.

"Do I need to reward you for being such a good boy and getting the groceries?" she asked quietly, running a hand along his crotch.

"Yes, say yes! Now! SAY YES NOW DAMN YOU!"

"Uh, No," he said, swallowing hard and biting his lower lip.

"Suit yourself," she shrugged, and went back to the table. 

Emma came down the stairs and entered the kitchen. She came up and looked at the groceries on the table.

"Did you get them?" she asked Beth, who was already handing over a can of Pringles.

Emma squealed in delight and grabbed the can, leaping forwards and wrapping Beth in a hug. She glanced over at her brother as she did so, and with a wicked grin she pulled back and grabbed Beth's face. Pulling her forward quickly, she pressed her lips up to Beth's and pushed her tongue into her stunned sister's mouth.

Beth found herself kissing Emma back, and even put a hand on the back of her head, cradling it. Mike just groaned. Then slapping a hand to his face, he headed for the stairs.

Seeing him leave, Emma broke the kiss with Beth and grabbed his hand. "Not so fast, Mr. Bulgy-Pants. You deserve a reward too."

Mike's eyes widened and Emma leapt into the air toward him, forcing him to catch her in his arms to keep her from falling to the floor. She planted her lips on his and he felt her strong tongue pushing into his mouth and worming around, entwining itself with his own.

"Ooo, Pringles!" Danni said, coming in from the living room and snatching the can from Emma.

Emma broke the kiss and jumped off her stunned brother as Danni ran from the room.

"Come back here you tramp!" Emma screamed at her playfully.

Danni's laughter could be heard echoing throughout the entire house, emanating from the central location of the stairs.

Beth and Mike stood transfixed for a moment, trying to digest what had just happened.

Danni pounded back down the stairs with Emma in hot pursuit. As she reached the bottom step, Emma launched herself forwards and into Danni, and they both collapsed into the living room floor with a thud.

Danni, still laughing, was desperately trying to keep the red can away from Emma, who proceeded to tickle her older sister. "Sarah, help me hold her down!" Emma yelled.

Sarah, who'd been laughing quietly to herself the whole time, ran over to Danni and pulled her arms up over her head, dropping them between her legs and sitting astride them.

Emma's hands began to roam around Danni's stomach, tickling and touching, eliciting yelps of laughter from her. Danni was bucking and kicking, desperately trying to wrap her legs around her youngest sister to force her off.

"Pull your dick out and offer to tickle Danni with it."

Mike shook his head and headed to the living room, trying to ignore his sisters. Beth followed, sitting on a chair opposite of the pile of giggling girls.

"What! Are you two too good to play with us?" Emma said, standing suddenly and grinning at Beth.

Beth shot her a serious look, but it was ignored as Sarah and Danni, both still laughing, stood and began to circle around her. They all pounced on her at once, dragging her to the floor and turned their tickle attack on her. Beth's raucous laughter bounced and reverberated off the walls, and she snorted each time she tried to inhale, drawing great peals of laughter from the four of her siblings scattered throughout the room.

"Mike, help!" she managed to gasp through her laughter.

Smiling, Mike stood and ran over to Beth. Leaning down he grabbed Emma by the waist and Sarah by the arm. He easily tossed Emma up and over his shoulder and wrapped an arm around Sarah who was pounding on his arm trying to free herself. Lifting her over his other shoulder he stood and steadied himself, the two girls laughing and giggling inside each of their screams of, "No, put me down," over and over.

"Beth, get the patio door," barked Mike.

Beth, now able to wrestle out from Danni's grasp, pushed her off and bolted for the door. Unlocking it, she swung it open wide.

"Mike, don't you dare!" Sarah yelled, doing her best to sound serious, but failing miserably at the attempt.

But Mike wasn't listening either way, and kept striding forward and then through the open door. Just as they arrived poolside, she sailed forward off his shoulder and into the frigid morning waters. She was followed quickly by a second splash as Emma sailed in after her, protesting the entire way.

Beth and Mike were rolling with laughter, pointing and teasing as the two girls in the pool began to shiver, flipping them both off as they made their way back to the side of the pool. 

Danni came up beside them, laughing. Beth turned as she heard her, grabbing her quickly by the hand and forcing her towards the pool. "No, no, no, no, no," Danni said demandingly, but it was no use. She splashed in between her sisters, but before doing so, at the last instant she latched onto Beth's arm in a desperate attempt at retaliation, pulling her in with her.

Mike fell to the deck, unable to contain himself. His laughter turning into hysterics at the hilarity of the spectacle provided by his sisters. His insides beginning to ache, he was forced to clutch his stomach.

All four sisters were gasping and shivering, their clothes soaked and sticking to their cold bodies, nipples erect and poking outwards. Four sets of eyes turned and regarded their brother on the deck beside the pool, having rolled onto his side in his hysterics. He felt their eyes on him. Gathering his wits about him, he swiftly jumped up and bolted for the house and up the stairs.

The four girls began to extricate themselves from the pool, giggling, laughing and splashing each other. Beth, having reached the edge before Danni, feigned a hand to help her out. She pulled her up halfway before releasing her grip, and allowing her to fall right back into the water, causing all four girls another full round of uncontrollable glee, in amusement of each other.

All four eventually went inside to change, vowing revenge on Mike for escaping unscathed. Sarah made them all strip, going to get towels from the wash room for them so they wouldn't wet the floor.

Beth went to her room, as did Danni and Sarah. Emma had other plans and headed for Mike's room. She knocked on the door and entered without waiting for him to answer.

He was at the foot of his bed, feet hooked under the cross post and doing sit-ups as she entered, a towel wrapped around her still shivering body. He had his headphones on and bobbing his head in time with the music as he raised his body in unison to every other beat. She waited for just the right moment as he lowered himself back down to the floor, and then straddled his head quietly, dropping quickly to her knees and sitting on his chest, pinning him to the floor.

He opened his eyes as he felt someone's butt come to rest on his chest, his eyes immediately drawn to the water drenched pussy staring him in the face. She pulled the towel open, affording him a view of her small breasts, water beading on them and trickling slowly downwards. She smiled at him, silently, his music still thumping from his headphones. 

"Fuck her, fuck her now!"

Lifting herself with her knees, she shifted herself up to his face, pulling back on the towel and gently setting her pussy atop his lips. She felt the rough skin of his face, the prickles of his stubble pressing into her thighs and pussy lips. Suddenly she gasped in pleasure as his tongue pressed in, gently lapping at her, desperately searching for her clit. She began to grind her hips back and forth, up and down on his face as pleasure shot through her body again and again. Lifting herself back to her knees, she grabbed the back of his head and lifted it up, moving it around on her crotch, his tongue pressing and licking, slurping and gently nibbling.

When she began to come, she forced his face roughly into her pussy, her hips rocking up and down as her tunnel convulsed, and her muscles contracted splashing her feminine juices all over his face. She fell back, resting on his chest as he stared up at her. A few moments passed and she leaned down, scooting her hips back as she kissed him. She ran her tongue along his lips, licking her own juices and slurping them off his tongue. 

"Fuck. Her. Now! Prick! Before she gets away,, AGAIN!!"

But, before he could even react to the demands of the voice, of which he had fully intended to do if he didn't suddenly come to his senses first, Emma stood. She wrapped the towel back around herself and left the room as quickly and silently as she had entered.

Mike cursed himself as he shook his head.

"I FUCKING HATE YOU!!"

"Yeah, I know."



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Thanks to ZexWizzard for the edits and polish. To my loyal readers: Beth isn't someone that you can just throw into the mix. She's getting there, though, and she's quickly becoming a favorite, from the responses I'm getting. Thanks for reading! Please keep commenting!

Chapter 14



Mike spent the afternoon in his room, surfing the Internet and doing sit-ups and push-ups. The voice was relentless, badgering him to run downstairs, grab any one of his sisters and just start fucking. He could resist when he wasn't turned on, that he was sure of. It was when his sisters were tormenting him, bending over without panties, rubbing up against him or kissing each other, that he had difficulty dealing with the voices proddings.

It looked to be just a matter of time before he acted out one of the voice's commands, thus losing the bet in the process. He sincerely hoped he could make the two weeks, but at this point that was in seriously doubt. Not with his sisters trying to seduce him every five minutes.

His mind flashed back to Sarah blowing him, then to Emma dropping her pussy onto his face, then to Danni in the shower at the gym, and finally to Beth and her ass shaking in the grocery store, and then bumping side to side coming up the front steps. Then the cycle started all over again as he pictured Sarah's gorgeous eyes looking at him with her full lips wrapped around his cock.

All he'd wanted to do, of course, was grab her head and just start hammering away with his hips, thrusting his cock into the depths of her throat.

"She'd of just loved it too. She loves swallowing your cum after having just swallowed your dick." 

'When are you gonna give it up?'

"Me? Give up? Dude, I've got nothing else to do. When are you?"

Mike chuckled, and looked at the clock, nearly 7:00 PM. He'd told Beth that he would meet her at a nice Italian restaurant downtown around 8:00 PM. He had chosen one that none of them had ever been to, hoping not to be recognized by anyone. They'd also decided to play it cool and not tell their sisters about the dinner date they had planned. Beth lied that she was going over to her friend Amanda's house to help her with a summer school project that she was working on.

Mike showered and put on some nice clothes, before heading downstairs and grabbing his keys from the key rack beside the front door.

"Back later," he announced towards the living room.

Sarah rushed out of the washroom and stopped him before he was able to get out the front door. "Where are you headed?" she asked.

"To fuck a prostitute, say it dude!"

"To a movie," he said quickly.

"By yourself?" Sarah asked.

"Nah, Matt is gonna meet me up there," he lied.

Matt, was a recent acquaintance of his, and was the only name he could think of on the spur of the moment. They'd had a few classes together at college and he was a decent enough guy.

"Oh, well... okay." she said unconvincingly, as she looked up at him, feigning a look of sadness on her face. Then added with a very convincing, but purely fake pout, "But... are you sure you wouldn't like to 'take'... me?" as she ran a hand along the front of her sun dress. That caused a button to pop open, which allowed her to run her hand inside to rub the closest nipple. Biting her lip, she faked a wince and an almost silent moan.

"WILL YOU PLEASE FUCK HER?"

Mike swallowed hard at how sensual and sexy she looked, her hair all mussed and sloppily tied, her sundress half open and one hand playing with a breast as she faked that damn incredible pout at him. 'God, I want to fuck her so bad.'

"Do it dude. Fuck her for me Mike, fuck her for me!"

She giggled and turned around. Grabbing a towel from the pile from off the counter, she folded it and said, "Have fun, sweetie," and just continued with her chores.

He came up behind her. Reaching around, he slid both hands up her dress as he cupped both of her breasts. Pushing tightly up against her, he felt his erection pressing against her butt and heard her sigh with the beginnings of contentment. She pressed backwards against him and moaned softly, pouting again as she turned her neck to look him in the eye, but most assuredly caught up in the moment, as was he.

"You know, I won't... no, I can't resist you forever," he said. "You know that," he said, biting her on the neck.

"I hope you come back to me soon," she gasped again, and reached around behind him, wrapping her hands around the back of his waist and pulling him close. "But, promise me that you'll start make love to me again soon," she pleaded, "I can't stand not having you inside me."

"I promise." he said, softly pinching a nipple.

"The longer you delay," she said as she reluctantly pushed his hands from her dress, "the more hell the girls and I are gonna put you through."

She tenderly kissed him on the lips before turning back to her work, and then added, "We're already going to put you through hell with all the catching up your going to have to do. You've cost us quite a few lost opportunities, and we expect to be compensated."

Before that comment had time to sink in, he decided to exit as fast as he could, lest it have a hand in making him forget where he was really going or he had to convince another sister, or all of them, that he wasn't going out to fuck some slut.

"You never know where the night might take us."

'It ain't happening,' he thought, shaking his head. 'Give it a break'.

He drove to the Italian restaurant on the other side of town where he and Beth had decided to meet and went inside to be seated. A few minutes passed and she appeared at the door.

She had her hair pulled back, her long blonde locks cascading down behind. The cut of her blouse was low, giving an inviting look to her cleavage. Her long, shapely legs peeked out from beneath the knee length skirt that she was wearing, via a sizable but fashionable slit. He couldn't even bring himself to blink as she was escorted over, casually smiling at him with one of the sweetest but most provocative smiles he could remember. She turned more than a few heads in the room.

He stood as she neared, leaning in close and kissing her on the cheek. They separated as he smiled back at her. "You look absolutely beautiful," he said, drawing an even larger smile to her face and causing her to blush.

"Thank you," she said simply.

The waiter appeared and took their drink order, bowing as he left. Mike caught him glancing at his sister's breasts, unable to resist a look. But, she seemed not to notice, and seemed to be absorbed with her menu.

The waiter soon returned and took their order; though this time he seemed to be able to keep his eyes where they belonged. As he disappeared back into the kitchen, Beth smiled and leaned over to Mike.

"He was looking at my breasts, wasn't he?" she asked.

"Your cleavage?" he asked chuckling, then nodded, adding, "Sure he was. But you can't blame him anymore than I can. You are very blessed in that area, and most men have a natural fixation to that portion of the female body, some of them to the point of even making it a pastime."

She blushed again, muttering an almost inaudible, "Thank you, again."

"So, did you have any questions for me?" he asked, "Or do you just want to know what guys generally expect on a date."

She took a drink of her wine, taking a couple of seconds to think before answering. "Well, I've never even been on a date," she admitted. "Not a real one, anyway, so, I'm not familiar with how to act or react properly, or really what to do."

He smiled at her. "Well, you're doing just fine so far. Just pretend that I'm someone that you are attracted to."

"That shouldn't be too hard to do." she said with a smile.

He felt his heart warm at her bold statement. 

"What do you expect on a date?" she asked, looking at him.

"She's fucking with me, right? She can't be that..." 

'She doesn't even know you exist," Mike thought, interrupting the voice, "and I'm still not so sure.' 

"Oh, right... wait, what?"

'Just, shut up'.

"Well, it depends I guess." he answered, then added, "The first date is usually just to feel each other out, a figure of speech of course. You know, just to get to know each other, which has always been a real odd notion to me I guess, because no one really acts like themselves on a first date. Both people are usually too busy trying to pretend to be someone they're not, or the person they think their date may be interested in which is the same thing. What usually happens is they both end up making fools of themselves or only succeeding in totally turning off the other person."

"So be myself?" she asked simply.

"Mostly, yes, you want to be yourself." he agreed, "First dates are generally pretty easy if you make it simple and you both just take your time. But in the end, it either works out or it doesn't. And on that note, I don't know why you're asking me all this stuff. It's not like I've had a lot of experience dating myself."

"Well, I don't really know any other guys I could ask," she said, "and you are the only one that I'm close enough to, that I can honestly admit I'm attracted to," she said, lowering her eyes.

"So, what does that mean for your theory?" he asked, reaching out and raising her face to look at him again.

She smiled, seeing his concern. "Well, I'm not sure exactly. I know that every time Emma kisses me I want to... do more."

"I know what you mean," Mike said, nodding his head. "She's so damn persuasive, and even aggressive when she gets turned on."

Redirecting the same subject, he asked, "What about when I kiss you?" peering at her intently to gauge her response.

"It's the same." she answered, "I want to... do more. That's where my problem lies. I don't know what to do. I've never had any experience. Usually when I have a problem that needs solving I research it, learn all I can about it and determine the most probable course of action that looks to be able to produce the required results. Then I simply execute that course of action to solve the problem. But, I'm afraid I am unable to implement such a process in this case, and I'm unwilling to embarrass myself."

"Do you remember that day I was cleaning the pool a few weeks ago," he asked, "and you, Danni, and Emma were laying out?"

"Yeah," Beth nodded, looking at him curiously. "You were mowing the lawn with your shirt off and finished by using the water hose to cool and wash yourself off before going inside," she finished, blushing suddenly.

"When I did go inside," he added, "Sarah made me strip down at the patio door as usual, but this time we had an unexpected mishap, and I accidentally hit her in the face with the erection watching you three had given me."

Beth burst out laughing, quickly covering her mouth and stifling what she could of her giggles from the rest of the room.

"I'm glad you can see your way clear to spare my feelings," he said, looking about the room, an amused grin on his face.

"Oh, I am sorry," she said between laughs. She finally stopped, and took a drink. After a few seconds she looked back up at him again, still smiling. "So, what happened?"

"Well, that was the first day that we were intimate," he explained. "The point is, sex is awkward at the best of times, and downright embarrassing at the worst. I'm lucky that I've found a few girls that don't think anything of all the mistakes I make, especially in the beginning."

Beth nodded, understanding.

Their food arrived and the two began to enjoy their meal.

"So, you don't have any experience with sex?" he asked eventually.

"The only things I've been involved in are the activities you and I, or Emma and I have participated in." she admitted.

"Well, you can ask me any questions you like," he said, spooning some more of their dinner into his mouth.

Taking him at his word, in a whispered voice, she asked, "Which of our sisters is your favorite?"

Mike nearly choked on his food. Grabbing his drink, he cleared his throat, and swallowed quickly.

"Sorry," she said, giggling.

He waved his spare hand at her. "Just caught me off guard is all," he said.

He thought for a few moments. Did he actually have a favorite? It hadn't even occurred to him.

"I don't really have one," he admitted honestly. Then lowering his voice, he went on, leaning in close to keep their conversation private. "They're all different of course. Sarah gives an unbelievable blowjob. Emma is so athletic, which makes having sex with her very... energetic," bring his voice down to a whisper, he ended with, "when I make love to Danni, it's so soft and sensual. It's like both of our entire bodies are sex organs."

"Was it Emma's first time, when you two decided to couple?" she asked very quietly herself.

Mike nodded.

"Did it seem to hurt her?" she asked, a concerned look on her face.

Mike looked up shaking his head. "It all depends on who you are with. I knew that it might hurt her so I was very careful, and took it very slow. I'm not all that experienced as I said, but I know more than the average guy about deflowering a girl. That, and I care deeply about Emma, as I do all of you and didn't want her to experience any pain, if I could help it."

"Are you two ever going to shut up, get out of here, and find somewhere to fuck? I've got enough sense to know it's not going to happen on a dining table in the middle of a crowded restaurant."

"I'll bet it was wonderful," Beth said, taking another bite.

"Sarah and Emma both seemed to really enjoy..." he started, but stopped cold when he realized exactly what he'd just admitted to. His eyes became as large as saucers as he stared back into Beth's to gauge her response.

"DAMN IT TO HELL. You have to E-A-S-E them into the good fuckin stuff, asshole. You're gonna run her off before we even get our crack at her, and I've been looking forward to this one. You could fuck up a wet dream"

Beth's eyes went almost as wide with surprise. "Sarah was there too, when you took Emma's virginity?"

Oh, hell. The cat was out of the bag now, no use in denying it.

Mike nodded. "Yes, they were both there."

"Did they...?" she started.

Mike nodded again, confirming the obvious.

"Well! Now, that's a variable in the equation I hadn't expected," she stated. "Not only are they intimate with you, but they're intimate with each other as well. Wow!" A few seconds of thought reflecting on the new 'data', and she replied, "I suppose it is possible that the actual act of incest itself is the most alluring aspect of the relationships in question. That is 'very' interesting."

Shrugging, and looking around the room, Mike spooned another bite into his mouth. He was now suddenly felling a little apprehensive about the whole matter himself.

"Did they seem to enjoy you more, or each other?" she asked.

"Damn, she can asked the questions, can't she? You, of course. Tell her, YOU! 

Again, Mike was brought up short. He hadn't thought about that either. Honestly, he didn't know, having not considered the issue. He looked around for a few seconds, lost in thought himself. 

Eventually he just shrugged. "I don't know," he admitted. "I guess, taking into consideration their mutual attraction for me, I suppose neither. Or you could ask one of them for anything more accurate than that."

"Dumb ass, they're not trying to fuck each other three times a day unless their trying to turn you on. They've both been after you, not each other."

Beth sat back apparently lost in thought. Finally, she sat forward again and began to finish her meal. Their waiter came and deposited the check, sneaking one last glance at Beth's impressive cleavage. 

"Now, this is a part of the dating process that I am not very clear on," she started, "Do I split the bill with my date or do I just let him pay? If I allow him to pay, won't he expect something in return?"

Mike shook his head, "In Texas at least, the guy always pays, and it doesn't mean that you owe him a thing, even though some jack asses think otherwise. On later dates, the girl can offer to go Dutch or help pay, but a regular guy, will never let her share the cost. He has asked you out, and you've accepted his invitation. You're his guest, and he is your escort."

He placed the price of the meal and the waiters tip onto the table under the small folder containing the bill and stood, pulling her chair out and walking her towards the door. As they made their way out of the dining room, he placed his hand on the small of her back to guide her to the exit. When they reached the door, he opened it and let her walk through first.

"It's too early to head back home," he said, "Sarah will never believe I went to a movie for only an hour."

Beth nodded, smiling. "What do you want to do then?"

Mike thought for a second, his arm easily encircling her waist. "I've got an idea." he said, leading her towards his truck.

She giggled and said, "I thought you said I didn't owe you anything."

"Very funny," he said, playfully pinching her side, "just trust me."

"Oh, I trust you," she said playfully, "I never intended to give you the impression that I didn't."

He helped her into his truck and trotted around to the other side. "We'll come back for your car later," he said, climbing into the cab.

She nodded in acknowledgement from her side of the cab. But then, still in a playful mood, she added with a big smile, "So, should I be worried about your intentions towards me for the remainder of the evening?"

He chuckled, shaking his head. "I think I'll be able to control myself," he assured her.

He drove for a few minutes before he pulled into an abandoned area near the lake. There were no street lights close, and no houses around. He reached behind his seat and pulled a blanket out, and spread it out in the bed of his truck. Then he went around to her door, opened it, and helped her out. They made their way to the rear of the truck bed, and he helped her climbed in. 

"I figured you might like to look at the stars," he said. 

"Just fuck her already. You haven't even done anything, and she's obviously infatuated with you, the gods only know why, but she is already buttered up. With just the slightest bit of effort on your part, we can add her to our harem tonight."

'Listen, I'm not going to just leap into this with Beth. When it happens with her, it will happen. Have some patience,' he thought, hoping that would shut the voice up for a while.

She smiled at him in the darkness, and climbed into the truck then scooted up next to him. They sat in the darkness just gazing up at the stars. Beth pointed out constellations with Mike lying that he saw what she was pointing out. 

Eventually, the evening grew long and Mike helped her back into the cab. Folding the blanket up, he placed it back behind the seat then drove them back to the restaurant.

"Thank you for a wonderful evening, Michael, really. You've been very helpful, and very sweet," she said as he drove her to her car.

"No Beth, it was my pleasure." he said. "I really had a great time."

She hopped out of his truck when they reached her car, and he walked her over, opening her door for her.

"Now, this is the part I was really worried about," she admitted.

Mike laughed, "Beth, I'm not gonna try and eat you or anything."

"Well, why the hell, NOT. She's primed dude."

'I'm only gonna say this once. Shut up.'

She smiled, "I know that silly. It's just that, I have no idea what to do, or what my date might expect."

Mike smiled at her. "If the date goes well and you really like the guy, just a kiss for the first date. Maybe even a real nice one. If there's not a connection between you two but the date itself was okay, a kiss on the cheek will do. But if there's nothing there, or you haven't enjoyed being with him, be honest, that way you're not setting yourself up for having to make any excuses for turning him down in the future. In other words, don't make any fake comments trying to be polite to spare his feelings or especially any false compliments that would lead him on."




Just the Six of Us Ch. 14



In response, she wet her lips with her tongue as Mike wrapped his arms around her. She tilted her head and felt a wave of... 'something,' pass through her as his lips touched hers. His hands were wrapped around her body, but he moved one up and ran it past her neck, and into the back of her hairline, cradling her head as she pushed her tongue into his mouth as he kissed her back passionately. 

After a few moments, they slowly broke the kiss. She stepped back, looking at him for a reaction, while desperately trying to hide her own.

"How was that?" she asked.

After taking a breath, Mike smiled and winked. "You are a wonderful kisser," he said. The smile she flashed back at him made his heart soar.

"You're pretty good yourself," she responded, grossly underemphasizing the true effects she was feeling, and trying to still the sensations that were coursing through her body. 

She climbed into her car, her skirt exposing both luscious legs as the slit in her dress fell to both sides while she positioned herself in her seat. With a final smile, she let him shut her door. As she started her car and pulled off toward the entrance, he looked at his watch and hopped into his own vehicle. As she started out of the parking lot, he followed closely behind.

"Would a quick squeeze on the package have been too much to fuckin' ask?"

After arriving home, Mike allowed Beth to enter the house first. She smiled at the foot of the steps before climbing them to the porch, and flashed him a last view of her exquisite legs through the slit in her skirt as she did so, before disappearing into the house.

After giving Beth a chance to get upstairs, Mike entered himself.

"How was the movie?" Sarah asked, being drawn out of her room by his return from town.

"Dumb," he said, as she sauntered over to him.

Only then did he noticed what she was wearing, or not wearing being more accurate. It was his own button down shirt that she'd worn the other day, but now left completely unbuttoned, and a pair of her satiny panties, a deep purple in color, and nothing else.

He swallowed hard and turned to head up the stairs. Danni was coming down the stairs just then cutting off his escape, and she was wearing another of his shirts also unbuttoned and nothing underneath but a pair of bright pink panties.

"Oh shit," Mike said, not intending it to be out loud. He stumbled backwards into the den, which caused him to bump into Emma. He turned and his mouth dropped open even further, if that were possible.

She was dressed the same as her sisters, one of his shirts, left unbuttoned and a pair of baby blue panties. She stepped forward and placed her arms around his waist, putting her breasts firmly into the front of his body, just below his chest as he felt the other two coming up from behind.

"If you don't go fuck them right the fuck now..."

'Oh, shut the fuck up'. Mike thought.

"I, uh... have to go... check my... breasts," he blurted, attempting to make a desperate dash from between the three. "I mean, Email." 

Emma giggled and hopped over to the couch, her shirt falling open as she flopped herself down into a seductive pose, affording him a full view of her breasts which actually stopped him in his tracks for a second with the old "deer in headlights" syndrome. Danni came around him followed by Sarah, both of them taking a set on each side of Emma, all six breasts fully visible and inviting as they all lay half across and entangling one another.

"You can't tell me that you are going to pass this up. I'll even give you a reprieve from the bet for tonight. Come on man, do it." 

'I said, shut the fuck up'. Mike thought, forcing his eyes shut.

"Wanna watch TV with us?" Danni asked, her voice sounding impressively innocent.

His eyes popped open and he slowly shook his head. "Gotta... go shave," he said again. Mike literally had to force himself to turn around and trudge upstairs. Giggles erupted below him as he ascended to the second floor.

It was only a little after ten, but he decided the best course of action under the circumstances was to cut his losses, call it a day and head to bed. Not bothering to shower, he stripped off his clothes and slid between his sheets.

It seemed that his sisters were intent on pulling out all the stops. What did they have in store for him in the morning, or even later tonight for that matter? He was really dreading whatever was to come with the morning light.

"Dreading? Don't be such a pussy."

'Oh, shut up.'

Then, the door to his room opened.

"Hey, now here's a promising sign. This might be what we've been waiting for."

'You've been waiting for'. Mike corrected.

The light in the hallway was off, but Mike new it was Danni. She came in and shut the door behind her quickly, sliding into bed next to him. He felt much more at ease as he felt her warmth start to seep into him, felt her soft body pressing up against his. He brushed her hair out of the way and gave her a good night kiss on the neck. 

Sleep overcame them both and the night passed uneventfully. Mike's dreams were worse than they had been in a while, but there were no clowns or car wrecks. However, there were several sex dreams, one right after another.

Sarah was blowing him and getting him to the edge of orgasm before biting down on his dick, over and over again. Emma would sit on his face but not let him touch her pussy, hanging just a few inched over his head and out of reach of his tongue. Danni would rub up against him in their bed and beg him to fuck her, but when he looked and reach down, he didn't have a dick.

He slept, but it wasn't very restful.

******

Morning came and Mike lifted his head with a start. He looked to his left. Danni still lay next to him, sleeping comfortably. His head dropped back to the pillow and he sighed happily. He hoped the day would go as well as it had started.

"I still say you cheated the other night. I could win the bet easily if I wanted to."

'Well, you're up early,' he thought.

"I could just tell you to do something that you have to do. Like, eat or keep breathing. You'd have to do it and I'd win the bet."

'One; we both know the bet involves the girls and sex. You're just still upset that I outwitted you the other day, fair and square. And two; that would be cheating.'

"Oh yeah right, like you don't know how to cheat."

'I didn't cheat. You're just pissed that I'm winning.'

"You're sisters are hornier than ever. The new and improved, sweet and innocent Danni is only a breath away from helping the others torture you into submission. She's still being sweet and innocent about it, but it still borders on torture with you in the condition you're in. She probably wouldn't even have sex with you this morning if you asked her, maybe even begged. I bet the others asked her to stop having sex with you until you give in."

'Yes she would,' he thought, suddenly irritated.

"Nah, bet she won't, just try it. Make a move on her and we'll just see what happens."

Mike turned and started to move the sheets down so he could, but then stopped, a smile playing across his lips.

'Nice try, fucker,' he said, 'one bet at a time.' He had almost lost the bet right there.

"You can't hold out much longer, seeing how you're trapped right square in the middle of this estrogen jungle. I'm going to win sooner or later anyway, just give it up dude. Put all of us out of our misery."

'Maybe,' he said, grinning, 'but it'll be later, if at all'.

The voice was getting good, calculating and cunning. It was probably because it was getting more and more pissed and frustrated. He'd made it four days so far. In Mike's mind, that was a win, in and of itself. He smiled. It was going to be a great day.

He quietly pulled himself out of his bed, leaving Danni quietly snoring behind him. Leaving the room, he headed for the bathroom, but slowed as he heard Emma's door open. She was wearing an old t-shirt of his and had obviously just woken up. It was then he was struck at just how much a natural beautiful his twin really was. Here she stood, fresh out of bed, hair all messed up, wearing no make-up, and she still looked beautiful.

"Morning beautiful." he said heading again towards the bathroom.

"Morning," she said, a weak smile on her face. She seemed to be the same old Emma at the moment, not the sex-crazed temptress that had been molesting Beth for the past few days in order to torment him. She followed him in, and grabbed her toothbrush.

Mike was taking his clothes off, and stepped into the shower to take off his underwear. 'Might as well try to maintain the appearance of decency anyway,' he thought.

Emma finished brushing her teeth and grabbed a brush to try and pull her hair back into her customary braid. She stopped in mid stroke, as a wicked smile emerged from behind her face. The temptress was suddenly awake.

Mike had the water on, nice and warm when the shower door swung open and there stood Emma, stark naked. She was smiling at him as she glanced down at his dick, then slowly back up his body until she regained eye contact. Stepping into the shower with him, she pulled the door behind her and shut it with a click. 

He expected her to start grabbing at him, or kissing him or something. But she didn't. She just stared as she started soaping herself up. She didn't touch him, intentionally anyway. The only contact between the two, were the few brushes that couldn't be avoided against his chest. She let her hands roam over her body and gently rubbed and pinched her softer parts, letting the soap seep in and then rinsing it away with the shower spray. Mike felt his dick twitch, then start to swell as he watched his twin. 

That's when the voice shifted into overdrive, saying, ""Fuck her! Fuck her! Fuck her! Fuck her! Fuck her!" over and over again. 

She finished washing herself as his dick just pulsed and throbbed until fully erect, poking proudly and unashamed out in front of him and demanding attention from her. She ignored it and opened the door and stepped out of the shower, leaving him standing and staring.

"What... AGAIN?  How can you let her leave? You better not let her get away, I'm warning you. DO SOMETHING. WE NEED THAT PUSSY! 

She put a foot up on the toilet seat and slowly ran her towel down her leg, slowly wiping and drying the beaded water as it gently kissed its way down her tanned skin. 

His eyes fluttered to her perfect ass, dripping with beads of water, and he nearly leapt out of the shower as she began to wipe it down with her towel, and then moved to the other leg. She turned as she finished her lower half, allowing him a perfect view of her breasts, wet with beads of moisture and nipples erect. Running the now damp towel across her breasts, she quickly finished and turned her attention back to Mike. She smiled sweetly at him and glanced down at his swollen cock.

"Looks like someone wanted to say hi," she said, then added with a shake of her head, "such a shame," before turning and heading for the door. His gaze locked on her perfect ass and wouldn't let go as it shifted and swung its way side to side through the door, and out of the room.

"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" the voice screamed loudly.

Then he heard a muffled voice in the hall, afterward Emma's distinct voice again, "Nope, I'm all done."

The door opened and Beth walked half in. She looked up at the shower, saw her dripping brother, and then her gaze automatically dropped to his erection, still so rudely pointing straight outwards. 

"Oh god, I'm sorry," she blurted suddenly, turning and leaving for her room.

Mike sighed, rolling his eyes and turning off the water. Maybe the day wouldn't be as great as he'd originally thought.

Sarah was making breakfast as he came down the stairs a few minutes later. She was wearing her apron again, over shorts and a t-shirt. He came up behind her and gave her a hug, kissing her on the cheek.

"Morning, sweetie." she said as she flipped a pancake over in the pan. 

"Morning." he replied. She seemed to be acting normal, not like the sex kitten she'd been the last few days.

"Sex panther is more like it." 

Mike sighed. He hoped the morning would be uneventful. He stared hungrily at the plate of pancakes that Sarah brought over to him and began to quickly devour them. He glanced over at her and nearly choked on his food. She still had on the apron but aside from that, she was naked.

'When had she taken off her clothes?' he wondered.

He lowered his gaze, staring at his plate of food. He glanced back up briefly and furrowed his brow in confusion. Her shorts and top were back on.

'What the hell?' he thought.

Then Danni came bouncing down the stairs. Mike felt her come up behind him and lean over, kissing him on the neck. He turned to return her kiss as she came around the table but stared open mouthed as she stepped into full view. She was completely naked, her ass bouncing behind her as she went to give Sarah a peck on the cheek. 

Mike rubbed his eyes and stared astonished at her. She was clothed again.

"I warned you pal. Yeah, you're losing it. I warned you what the lack of pussy could do to an otherwise healthy guy. You're gonna have to start listening to me more."

'I really am losing it,' Mike thought, wide eyed. 'Damn it, what's going on'?

He would have sworn on a stack of Bibles to the Pope that they were both naked. Two more sets of feet were pounding down behind him, and out of sheer self defense Mike lowered his head into his plate.

"Sorry about this morning." Beth whispered, bending low to kiss him on the cheek.

"I'm not," Emma said, whispering seductively into his ear as she kissed him on the other cheek. "Not in the least, lover."

But Mike couldn't lift his head up. He was suddenly terrified of being accosted by a sea of breasts and ass, quivering pussies and vibrating tongues.

"What did you put in these, Sarah?" Mike asked suspiciously. 

"What do you mean, sweetie?" she asked, sincerely.

"I'm...uh... seeing things, I guess," he answered. "Am I allergic to anything that we know of?"

She came over and felt his forehead, in full-on mothering mode. "No, nothing. Are you feeling okay?"

He nodded. "Yeah, I feel fine. I'm just not awake yet, I guess."

She eyed him suspiciously, but turned back after a few seconds to finish her cooking.

He speared some pancakes and popped them into his mouth. His sisters all fixed their plates and began congregating around him at the table. He glanced up and looked at Beth. She was topless and rubbing maple syrup on her nipples. Emma leaned over and licked one of them, sticky syrup forming a rope between her tongue and the nipple.

"Oh my god," he said, aloud.

All four sisters turned and looked him. Again, they were all dressed, in their normal morning clothes for a change, and all had raised eyebrows looking at him.

"Is something wrong?" Danni asked him. 

"No, no." Mike said, shaking his head quickly while lowering his eyes. "Just, really good pancakes."

Sarah eyed him unconvincingly.

'Oh my god, I really am losing it.' Mike thought.

"On top of everything that I could point out, you talk to a voice in your head, pal. By most people's standards you lost it a while back. But, I know what's really wrong with you, if you're interested."

Mike rolled his eyes, drawing another concerned look from a few of his sisters.

'This should be good,' he thought.

"You're horny."

'Now there's a revelation,' he thought sarcastically.

"No dumb-ass. I mean, you've crossed over line. You've deprived your naturally overactive libido of its necessary sustenance. That won't cause hallucinations, just by itself. But living with four beautiful women, three of which are willing to fuck you to sleep, then fuck you back awake, then fuck you in the shower, then fuck you..."

'I get the idea.' he thought, cutting the voice off.

"Living 24/7 inside an environment like this, and declining to participate in all the obvious pleasures offered freely to you, is like going on a fast while sitting the whole time at a banquet table full of your favorite foods. That's capable of driving even the best example of a man crazy. Is that plain enough for you shit-head? I'd draw you a fuckin' mental picture, but the damn mural is right there in front of you, idiot. WE NEED PUSSY!!" 

Shaking his head to clear it again, he stood and dropped his plate into the sink, rinsing off the remainder of his food and syrup and placed it into the dish washer along with his fork.

He had a few chores he had to get done, mostly with his sister's vehicles. He changed into some old clothes and grabbed his wallet. Pulling his door shut behind him, he headed back downstairs and into the kitchen. 

"It's time to change the oil and filters in all the vehicles," he announced. All of them didn't actually need it, but he was going to change them all anyway to get out of the house for a while. "I'm going to head to the auto parts store and get what I need. Ya'll need anything before I leave, or is there something anyone wants me to bring back from town?" 

Sarah opened her mouth to say something, but thought better of it and just shook her head. But, he knew by the grin on her face that she was thinking she'd have plenty of time to torture him later.

"Need some company?" Beth asked.

Mike shook his head, "I can handle it, unless you just wanna learn how."

She shrugged as she stood nodding her head, and then headed up to change. She came back down in a low cut shirt and some shorts.

He could stand being around Beth. 'She won't torture me,' he told himself for the thousandth time. 

So, what happened this morning at breakfast?" she asked, as Mike drove.

Mike sighed. There wasn't any chance of him keeping it from her. She'd just keep bugging him until he answered her, he knew.

"Well, our sisters have been tormenting me," he informed her, "trying to get me to start sleeping with each of them."

"Trying?" she asked, "You led me to believe you were already sleeping with them."

Mike realized that she didn't know he had been trying to avoid sleeping with them.

"Well, I've been trying to control myself," he explained, "maybe to exert some sort of control over their actions as well, if I can."

Beth laughed. "Oh, I see. And now they're attacking you."

Mike nodded, "I was just trying to prove to myself, that I could have a modest level of restraint is all."

"May I ask, for how long?" she inquired.

"Two weeks." he answered, glancing over at her and seeing her smiling, trying to stifle a laugh. "It's not funny." he said, causing her to burst out laughing.

"The worst thing you can do to a woman is tell her she can't do something, or can't have something. Sooner or later, she'll have it, or will have done it," she said, smirking. "Now I can understand all the attention you and I have been getting the past few days," she said, "They've been dressing so... slutty and behaving so badly. I thought perhaps that the change in their behavior was a result of you sleeping with them, which it still is indirectly. But the reverse is actually true, since they're attempting to reestablish incestuous relations with you."

"Yeah," he said, "something like that. But as far as their choice of dress, I wouldn't have called it slutty, just provocative for my benefit. Or like last night after we got home, alluring in the extreme."

They arrived at the store and he showed Beth how to look up her car model and year and find the right type and size filter. He went over and grabbed two cases of oil and carried them to the counter, along with the five filters, borrowing a marker to match each filter to the appropriate vehicle.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 14



"That should be everything," he said, "Dad left me all the tools we'll need."

They paid and carried the stuff outside, placing it all into the bed of his truck.

"So, now they're flashing you and rubbing up against you..." she said.

"... and other stuff." he confirmed as they started out and headed for home. "Emma baited you this morning in the bathroom, and had you walk in on me in the shower." 

"Well, at least there's an upside," she said, smiling.

"What's that?" he asked skeptically.

"You're spending more time with me," she said, winking at him.

He smiled. Then, after a few moments of silence between them, he said, "Beth, I really like how you are coming out of your shell."

She smiled back at him, and replied, "Well, all of this has finally encouraged you to take up an interest in me after all these years," then added with a chuckle, "that and our dear Emma having become a slut."

Mike laughed at that.

"Wha... what's happened, you guys bored me to sleep. Where are we, what'd I miss?"

"So, again, what happened this morning at breakfast?" she asked, casting him a prying eye. "You never answered my question, as if you thought you could get away with something like that. With me?"

Her reopening the subject brought another smile to his face. He'd hoped that she'd forgotten having asked the question, and he'd gotten out of having to answer it. He should have known better to expect that. This was Beth, after all.

"Well," he explained, "I really did keep seeing things."

"Such as?" she asked.

"Things," he said again.

"What THINGS did you keep seeing?" she asked again, emphasizing she was going to get an answer to her question.

Mike sighed. "Well, Sarah and Danni kept 'not having clothes on', for one. Emma and you were naked for a bit. You also... uh...," he stopped, unsure if he should finish, but he had said enough for her to prompt him further.

"I what?" she insisted.

"Well," he said, clearing his throat, "you were naked, and..."

"Go on," she said, but with the beginning of a slight blush in her face.

"Well," he started again, "you had put maple syrup all over your breasts and Emma was licking it off. She was quite enjoying herself, I might add."

After a few moments of uncomfortable silence, she said simply, "My goodness, Michael."

"Sorry," he replied.

"No, no," she said, waving a hand at him. "It doesn't embarrass me. Well, it does a bit, but that's not what I'm referring to. You have... dirty thoughts about me?"

Mike turned red again, and looked at her like she'd asked him if he liked breathing. This was Beth. She didn't need to hear this! She was the good one, the sweet and innocent one!

"Hopefully not too fucking innocent for too fucking much longer."

"Well, not necessarily dirty thoughts," he explained, but confirmed nodding his head, "but sexual, yes." 

They pulled up to the house, thankfully, and Mike jumped out of the truck, unloading the oil and filters. Heading into the garage, he got the jack out and a socket set and the filter wrench, along with some shop rags.

"Are you in stuff that you can get dirty?" he asked her.

She nodded and kneeled down beside him. He showed her where to place the jack, and had her start the process of pumping it up; lifting her car several inches off the ground. Grabbing the oil pan, he crawled underneath and beckoned her to follow. He showed her where the oil plug was and which socket to use, before having her ratcheting it off.

"Just let that drain out and we'll take the filter off," he said, positioning the pan beneath the spurting oil. He grabbed the filter wrench and showed her where the filter was. She began to turn and spin the filter off.

"So, you're not immune to being aroused by me?" she asked him as the filter popped free.

He chuckled, grabbing the new filter, and handing it to her. "Make sure you oil down the seal and follow the instructions on the box on how much to tighten the filter. And yes, in layman's terms, you turn me on." he said, nonchalantly.

She took the new filter from his hands as she set the other on the garage floor beside her, wetting the seal with some fresh oil from a new bottle and sliding it on the filter bracket, then tightening it accordingly.

"That'll help my research regarding our current situation with our sisters," she said. "But the answer to my question was 'no', you're not immune. So I suppose my own response in layman's terms would be, 'that's good to know'."

"Now we just replace and tighten the drain plug and fill it back up with oil," he said. He grabbed the socket and handed it to her, taking it back as she finished and ensuring that it was tight enough. "Perfect," he said.

"Thanks." she giggled.

"I mean..." he started, but realized she was flirting with him again. "Very funny, very funny." he said, flicking an oil-covered finger at her.

Black flecks of liquid splashed her face and she gasped open mouthed at him. "I'll get you back for that," she promised, grinning.

"I know you will," he responded.

They pulled themselves out from under the car and he showed her where to fill the oil back up, and how much to put in. As they finished, he wiped his hands off with a shop towel then slammed the hood shut and smiled. "Now you know how to change your own oil, not that you'll ever have to."

"Useful information, nevertheless," she said, then smiled as she added, "Just like the fact that I turn you on." She stepped up to him and gave the impression of putting her arms over his shoulders, but instead wiped an oil covered hand across his face. Mike shook his head, chuckling.

"Okay, I guess we're even." he said. 

Beth giggled and turned to go inside. "Have fun," she called, walking up the steps, "and you're still looking at my ass."

"Busted," he called after her, causing her to laugh.

He turned back around and began to work on the next car. "One down, four to go," he said.

"I have never been so damn bored in our whole fucking life, dude. Hurry the fuck up and let's get back inside. Damn it. If you won't let us fuck any of our house pussy, we can still let it put on show for us."

'House pussy,' Mike thought, 'I'm putting you on ignore now'.

It felt good to get out of the house for a bit, and away from the sexual hurricane inside. Just as that thought crossed his mind, Emma came out of the house, making her way to the garage. She was wearing a bikini top and really short, but loose cut-off shorts. He pushed the jack under Sarah's car, and began lifting it.

Emma smiled as she watched her brother's arms and back muscles flex and bulge up as he pushed down on the jack.

'Damn, he looks so sexy', she kept thinking over and over to herself.

He glanced over at her. "Can I help you?" Then reprimanded himself for leaving that question wide open for scrutiny and a suggestive response. Fortunately for him, she let it go.

She smiled and shook her head. "Just watching."

He chuckled. "Just watching, huh." he said, unconvinced.

He pulled himself under Sarah's car as Emma sat down beside him. He could feel her down there, and glanced toward her over his stomach. He could see her stomach, and up her shorts as she sat next to him, her pink panties peeking easily out, seemingly to say 'hello'.

He turned his head back to the car and began to unscrew the oil plug. She ducked her head so she could see him, and he her.

"How long are you gonna hold out on us?" she blurted out finally.

"As long as I possibly can," he said, not wanting to tell her about the two week time line. No telling what she could do with information like that.

"Is there anything I can do to convince you to shorten our wait, not to mention your pain and suffering for that matter?" she asked.

He chuckled. "This has nothing to do with you gals directly, it's all about me," he tried to explain. "I'm trying to teach myself some self control is all. I have some pretty strange urges from time to time, and there are some things that I get an impulse to do... that I... shouldn't."

"Do to us or me?" she asked. Then in the sexiest tone of voice he had ever heard, she informed him, "Honey, you can do whatever you want to me." She ran a hand along his leg almost up to his groin, flashing him the sexiest smile he had ever seen, her face becoming as angelic as her sisters. He felt his balls begin to itch and stir, then old dependable decided to wake up and say hello to her panties as if on its own, if he wouldn't.

"Now if that's not the sexiest thing I ever seen or heard of in our whole life. Hell, you're gonna turn that down too I guess. Hey, we can use Sarah's back seat, huh?

"There are some things that pop into my head...," he began, trying to clarify his statement.

"...anything you want," she interrupted, shaking her head. "I'd do absolutely anything for you Mike. Absolutely anything your twisted and perverted mind is capable of imagining. I'll even be your failsafe for things the others don't like to do. I mean that."

He heard her shuffle her feet, then stand.

"Let's talk about this bro. Here's a sweet, young, juicy, willing, recently innocent, recently deflowered, bi-sexual pussy that hasn't had but one dick in her short sexual life; OURS. She's offering it to us like a blank check on a silver platter with absolutely no strings attached. She's a wet dream looking for a place to squirt, or even splash I'm willing to bet. It doesn't get any better dude. FUCK!! Did you even hear her? Weren't you even listening? She said ANYTHING!!"

'I told you, you're on ignore', thought Mike, 'stay out of this.'

He pulled himself out from under the car for a second to shake his head clear. She had walked back to the house, and was standing on the top step just grinning at him. She popped her top up for a few seconds, flashing him from the porch. 

"Jesus Em!" he said, "Someone could see!"

"Then you're just gonna have to give in, to keep me from doing stuff like that, and soon. Cuz, stuff like that just turns me on all the more when I don't have access to what I want... lover," she said, turning and heading inside.

After adjusting his erection, along with a groan in frustration, Mike pulled himself back under Sarah's car to finish it up. Damn, he was horny. His sisters were really starting to get to him and there wasn't a fucking thing he could do to stop them. 'Well, one fucking thing, but...'

"Idiot."

The main thing was that they had the advantage. They would always have that, though, being female and beautiful and sexy. That little hairy triangle between their legs was the single most powerful thing on the planet.

He felt himself getting even angrier and the heat beginning to rise with the sun wasn't helping. He finished Sarah's car and moved to Danni's, then Emma's truck and finally his own truck.

After cleaning up his tools and putting them up, he stormed inside and grabbed a glass of water from the kitchen. Beth came bouncing down the stairs wearing a tight shirt that caused her breasts to seem to bounce even more. 

Sarah came out of the wash room and waved him over. "Can you reach some more soap for me?" she asked.

Grumbling, he pushed past her and opened the cabinet. He felt her come up behind him and deftly sneak a hand into his pants and wrap itself around his dick. She began to slowly stroke it, as best she could inside his loose work jeans, and he felt himself quickly beginning to swell, again.

He grabbed the soap and dropped it into the washer. Turning around and grabbing her face, he pulled it to his own and pushed his tongue past her lips. He began to kiss her passionately, running his hands down her back to squeeze her ass and pull her forcefully into his own front. He felt her rub up and down on his quickly swelling manhood and groaned. Suddenly, she broke the kiss and pulled away, smiling.

"Thanks." she said and grinned mischievously at him.

He groaned and pushed past her out the washroom. Running upstairs he showered hurriedly. He had so much sexual energy, he felt like he was going to explode. He turned off the water and began toweling himself off as Danni snuck into the bathroom with him. 

She smiled sympathetically, glancing down and then back up at his face. "Looks like someone needs a little relief," she said coming closer to him. "You've gotta be quiet though, cuz the other's will kill me if they find out I helped you." She winked at him and locked the door, falling to her knees and pulling him closer to her.

'Finally,' he thought, and smiled. 'Screw it, if the voice wins, the voice wins, I'm too fucking horny to even think straight anymore'.

"At this point, I don't give a flying fuck either. One way or another, we've got to get this settled and over with. We've both regretted it. You've already passed up 'the best lay of the day', but a blow job is a thousand times better than nothing for me and blue balls for you."

Danni looked upwards at him and took his erection in her hand, slowly pumping it back and forth. She licked her lips and sighed, pulling it close, less than an inch from her mouth. She extended her tongue, and there was nothing but a thin layer of air separating tip from tip, when the phone rang in every part of the house at the same time and she froze.

Sure enough, a few seconds later Emma yelled from her room, "Danni, telephone!"

"FUUUUUCK!!!" 

"Oh, I'm so sorry," she said, still sympathetic, then added, "this was totally not on purpose," seeing the look of shear anguish on Mike's face. "I swear, baby."

She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before quickly exiting the bathroom.

Mike's frustration increased threefold, once for each fucking sister he supposed. He quickly got dressed and went to his bedroom. He closed his eyes and tried to lay down on his bed to sleep. "Sleep is good, sleep will make it all better." he said to himself several times, but rather unconvincingly, even to him.

He closed his eyes and Emma was slurping on Beth's syrup covered breast, Sarah was blowing him, her full lips wrapped around his cock. Then the image shifted again, Danni on her knees in front of him, beautiful eyes peering up at him from over his shaft. 

He sat up, quickly. 'FUCK,' he thought.

"Hey dude. I've been doing my part. Now, I wonder. Who's fault was all of this... Oh, that's right, I remember now. YOURS!"

"Exercise," he said, and thought to himself, 'that's it. That's what kept me sane all through high school, that's what'd help now'. 

He quickly changed and went into the hallway. Emma was coming out of her room and was dressed in running clothes. She chuckled when she looked at him. "Twin intuition?" she asked, laughing, and then started down the stairs in front of him.

Mike's gaze drifted to her ass, naturally. Then he couldn't unlock his stare. He followed her out the door and down the street, her ass flexing and bouncing along in front of him. He matched her pace, feet pounding the street, the sun beating down, his eyes on her ass every step of the way. 

She was smiling to herself, knowing exactly what he was staring at. She turned and smiled back at him, and said, "If you can catch me, you can have me, no more teasing, I promise." Then she turned and burst into a sprint.

"I've taken about all of this we can take, get our fuckin ass in gear and let's catch that pussy. RUN, DAMN YOU, RUN!!" 

Finally, Mike's resolute to win the bet caved as he suddenly and wholeheartedly agreed with the voice. He began sprinting after Em, her ass bouncing and flexing back and forth in front of him, her muscular legs pounding her feet to the street, sweat running down her neck and he knew down between her breasts.

He thought he could even smell her scent, the way she smelt after a good work out, or the way she had smelt that night during and after they had made love. He closed his eyes for a second, remembering the way her pussy had felt as he had entered her. Opening his eyes again, he saw that she'd increased the distance between them.

"RUN, DAMN YOU, RUN!"

The pavement began to fly by beneath him as he maxed out his speed. He was breathing heavier and heavier with each stride, but he was slowly beginning to close the distance between them. Closer and closer, yes, he could smell her now. Her scent was enticing him to close the gap that separated them. He had to have her! He had to! Using his last bit of energy he sprinted forward, his fingers reaching for and just grazing her shoulder.

"DAMN IT!" 

She felt his touch, heard and felt his feet pounding heavily right behind. That's when she grabbed engaged her sprint gear and turned on her final kick for the tape. Ending in a near dead run a few yards ahead of him, she slowed slightly to put herself purposefully and decidedly just out of his reach.

"MUST... HUMP... SOMETHING... NOW!!"

Mike screamed in protest, causing Emma just to giggle in front of him as she rounded the corner to the house and ran up the steps onto the front porch falling immediately into a standing jog. Mike had to stop on the lawn, and there he collapsed, spent. His chest heaving heavily as he tried to catch his breath.

"Get up and get over there, prick. Catch her, Fuck her, don't you give up on me damn you! I NEED PUSSY!! NOW!!"

Mike drug himself up off the ground, his legs aching and weak. Still breathing heavily, he drug his limp feet passed Emma, and went inside to cool off. Heading to the living room he sat himself down in front of the TV, allowing the cool air of the AC to waft over him. Emma came in behind him still jogging to cool herself down, and easily bounced her way up the stairs.

"Thanks for the run, bro," she called down the stairs.

Grumbling, Mike grabbed the pillow and screamed into it in frustration. 'Maybe I'll just have to resort to rubbing one out.'

"WHAT!?! With three beautiful women in the house willing to jump your bones at the drop of a hat? ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE?

'You said that I was this morning.' he thought.

"I said you were losing it because you're so horny. That's an easy fix." 

Mike groaned again and stretched his legs out from the couch and flipped the remote through the channels for a few minutes. He stopped on the Food Network. The brunette with the big knockers and great cleavage was on. Sarah loved to watch her, for reasons unknown. Mike definitely didn't mind, for reasons that were all too obvious.

"This isn't helping anything, Prick.  Now you're just being an asshole." 

Sarah came into the living room in her customary apron and white shirt and shorts.

"Wait a minute, we have a new development. Hello mama pussy."

Mike's frustration was evident, though his breathing had finally returned to normal. He was still red and sweaty, and becoming increasingly frustrated as well. She glanced over and chuckled, easily guessing what had transpired. She grabbed a towel off the pile she had deposited on the couch just a few minutes before and began to fold. Mike glanced over as she continued her 'innocent' house work. Damn it, she knew exactly what she was doing.

'Just look at her over there, toying with me,' he thought. She knew how much he loved to watch her work. How dare she!

"You're not going to take that, are you? Sic her, boy!"

That did it. At that moment, everything came to a head, literally.

Mike's attempt at abstinence, his lust, his sex drive and the voice, all finally got the better of him, and all at the same instant in time. Every bit of his sexual frustration and anger reached the boiling point, and everything having been contained into a very small and confined space until that very moment, EXPLODED. Almost leaping off the couch he grabbed Sarah by both arms, lifted her into the air and threw her over his shoulder.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 14



"Mike, what the fuck are you...?" she yelled at him, slapping him on the back.

He didn't say a word.

She thought at first he was going to throw her into the pool again. But as she saw that he was carrying her to the bedroom, she had to wipe the smile off her face and stifle a gleeful giggle that had suddenly formed in her throat.

Mike's lust was now in full and absolute control, and his entire brain was focused on only one thing, and one thing only. He kicked the door closed behind them and tossed her to the bed, pulling her apron off.

"Mike, now just a...," she started, but he quickly pressed his lips to hers, his tongue dancing with hers as she began the appearance of giving in.

"Tear her shirt off."

He grabbed her shirt and tore it open, the fabric of her old housework garment ripping easily in his angry grip. He lowered his face to her neck, kissing hurriedly, moving quickly to her breasts as he pulled her shorts off. He stepped back and pulled his own shirt quickly over his head, followed by his shorts and underwear. His four day neglected manhood stood proudly already at attention and fully engorged, harder than ever, complete with pre-cum dripping from its tip. 

She was still half stunned with the sudden and abrupt change of events as he leveled his attention back towards her again. Groping around for her underwear, she smiled as she felt him tear them away as well.

"Oh God, sweetie, yes..." she said, as he pushed her back onto the bed, her legs spreading wide for him with ease. He knelt in front of her, a look of lust and anger possessing his face, and shear raw sexual power emanating from his eyes. Pulling her legs up and over his shoulders, he grabbed her hips and pulled her back towards himself, positioning his cock at the entrance of her cunt. He rubbed the tip of his dick a few times back and forth on her mound and felt it spread her wetness as it parted her folds.

"Stick it in her, now."

Satisfied he wasn't going to actually wound her or cause any permanent damage, although he wasn't concerned about causing her a little bit of pain, he eagerly thrust his shaft into her depths with one hard solid drive.

She gasped out loud as he pushed his full length into her wanting crevice, surprising her with his new found forcefulness and strength. He pushed himself deep into her, fully enjoying the seductive arch of her back as her eyes rolled back into her head. "God, you're so... big," she cried out through her moan.

He gripped her hips tighter, wrapping his hands underneath her and lifted her slightly as he thrust forward, then pulled out only to thrust forward again. She lifted her head and looked at him, pursing her lips in pleasure as he thrust in and out of her again and again.

"Oh, God sweetie, yes... but..." she managed to say between gasps, but Mike was oblivious. 

They and she had pushed him too far and she would take the brunt of payback for that offense. She moaned as he thrust deeply into her again, lifting her hips until he was thrusting downwards angled through her and directly down onto the bed. He turned her hip onto the mattress and threw one of her legs down, still thrusting as he did so. Her other still in the air, he lifted his own and straddled the one he had laid on the bed, turning her onto her side. 

"Oh, sweet jesus... MIKE," she said, burying her face into a pillow as he pounded into her. He'd turned her yet further still straddling the one leg, the other over his shoulder. He'd never stopped thrusting as he repositioned her at will as easily as a rag doll, and thrust deeply into her again, causing her head to fall back. He turned her over, stopping only long enough to throw her other leg down off his shoulder and pull her hips up into place.

She turned her face to one side and smiled as he placed his hands on her hips, starting his thrusting again. She moaned loudly, biting her lip as he pushed his shaft deep into her, causing her to arch her back once more and push her face into her pillow again to stifle her moans that were quickly becoming screams of sheer pleasure.

"Oh, Mike, YES," she cried out again, raising her head and pushing up on her arms into a full doggie position. He roughly pulled back on her again and again, her hips slapping his thighs loudly, her head tossing about, her breasts bouncing forwards and backwards roughly as he jerked her to and fro.

He stopped suddenly, pulling her back off the bed. Turning her to face him, he put his hands to her sides just under her arms. Standing straight up he pulled her with him, lifting her body up onto his front and sliding his cock into her again as he stood. "Oh, My god," she repeated, as he began to lift her up and down on his rod.

"Use the wall, Man, put her on the wall."

He stepped forwards and pushed her up against her own bedroom wall, thrusting into her as she wrapped her legs around his hips, her teeth digging a line in his shoulder and her fingernails scratching his back.

"Ahhh, yes, don't stop, please," she shrieked, biting his shoulder. "As hard as you want, as hard as you need... Ahhh," as he pounded her pussy again and again, her ass holding it steady for him against the paneling.

He groaned as he felt his orgasm begin to build and continued thrusting into her, pounding her backwards into the wall, sweat coursing over both of their bodies, her breasts smashed between them. He reached a hand up and put it around the back of her neck, grabbing a handful of hair to control her head as he laid her back onto the bed, then reached his other hand up and lifted her head as he continued to thrust into her.

He felt her pussy tighten and saw her eyes roll back up in her head. Her chanted words of lust that she had meant to drive him over the edge became meaningless gibberish as an orgasm rocked her body, sending convulsions rippling through her entire being and causing her muscles to contract and spasm, even curling her toes.

"Aaah, Mike, (gasp) yes, fuck me," she screamed, for all intents and purposes, for the whole fucking world to hear. 

Mike grunted as he began his own climax, literally slamming his hips into her pelvis as he emptied his loins into her, howling like a banshee and grunting like an ape for several long moments as she endured but enjoyed his primal penetration.

As the last of his orgasm expelled the remainder of his whiz and subsided, he moaned as he collapsed and crashed on top of her onto the bed. His shaft slipped from her cunt with both of them gasping for air, her hair matted onto her face and cum leaking from her pussy.

"Wow," she said, giggling in ecstasy, her face red and glowing, flushed from her orgasm, but continuing to have post-orgasmic-spasms, something that had never happened to her before. "I think we're just going... to have to keep tormenting you, if... this is going to be the result," she said, giddy with endorphins.

"If ya'll do, I'll have to move out," Mike said with a groan, as he slid off to one side, a hand coming up and covering his face. "I'm sorry. I'd just taken all I could, and couldn't control myself."

"Sorry? I don't... think so, buster. You're surely not moving out, not ever. That was... so fucking hot," she said, kissing him on the cheek while still giggling with excitement. Then reaching down between his legs, and moving her face to his crotch, she added, "In fact, do you... think you can convince him to... play again? 

"Ugh," he groaned, "You can try, but I don't think he's going to be showing up for a few hours, at least." 

"Shucks," she said, pouting and laying her head on his chest. "Well, I'm glad you aren't going to be resisting us anymore, at least."

"That's right, motherfucker, I WIN. I WIN I WIN I WIN I WIN I WIN I WIN!"

'Ah, fuck me,' Mike groaned inwardly.

"Tomorrow is payback time."

'Can't fucking wait,' Mike groaned



Just the Six of Us Ch. 15



Just a few quick notes before you get to the good stuff. First, this chapter is a long one, and was the most fun to write, so far. You won't be disappointed.

Secondly, There are many, many more chapters coming. I've got a lot of great ideas for what the family is going to be facing.

Thirdly, I'll be putting updates as to what I'm doing, when I submit stuff to Zex, when I submit stuff to literotica, generally just keeping you guys informed. All of these updates will be in my profile, which will change every few days. I was using the comments section, but Literotica still hasn't gotten all the bugs worked out and some readers can't read past the first four.

Lastly, thanks to ZexWizzard, the edits and additions make my work what it is. 

Chapter 15

Mike fell into a deep slumber after his and Sarah's encounter. She snoozed beside him, wrapped up in his embrace and sticky with sweat. She awoke an hour later and glanced at the clock. It was supper time. She reached over and pushed her brother's shoulder.

He groaned in his sleep. "No more pickles." he slurred, and began snoring.

She giggled and leaned close to his head. "Okay, no more pickles, but what about the weasel?"

He snorted and shifted in her bed, "Weasels love pickles."

She giggled again, got out of bed and headed for her bathroom. Her brother was so much fun to mess with when he was sleeping. In the past, she'd always loved to see what nonsense she could prod from him while he was dreaming, and hadn't remembered about it for quite a while.

Reaching into the shower, she turned on the hot water and then the cold, but only a small turn for the latter. Hot showers had been her absolute favorite pastime until now. Fucking her brother was a recent development, but it had replaced showers at the top of that long list.

She thought back to their encounter a few hours ago. She'd known that he'd eventually lose control of his desires, and had hoped that it would be her that he would lose his inhibitions to. She hadn't realized to what degree he'd been resisting their torments though, and his out of control reaction had surprised her. He'd been so worked up, so horny. All semblance of restraint had escaped him after he'd come back from his run with Emma. God only knows what she had done to him. 

She could actually sympathize with Mike. She'd begun to see her youngest sister in a different light after their threesome. Emma had certainly come out of her shell in the past few weeks.

She'd gone from a shy athletic tom-boy, to this sex-crazed, alluring little succubus that could easily get whatever she wanted from whatever target she chose for the object of her affections. That could be dangerous under anything other circumstances than the family relationship they all shared. As it was, it was simply proving to be quite entertaining, and most enjoyable.

Stepping into the shower, Sarah grabbed her loofah, filled it with soap, and then ran it across her breasts and stomach. She closed her eyes and thought back to that night. She'd never thought that'd she and Emma would ever had done what they had together. At the time, it had just seemed so right, so natural, almost like it was the next logical step.

The best feeling that night, to Sarah at least, was feeling Emma's tongue slurping at her pussy, while she was slurping right back at Emma's. The memory caused a twinge of excitement to course through her body and Sarah closed her eyes, rubbed her loofah downwards, then across her stomach to her pussy. 

That'd not to say that she didn't absolutely relish the feeling of Mike's full cock length pounding her into orgasmic oblivion, she did. But Emma's tongue had been so warm, so velvety and smooth, yet so muscular and probing as it entered her crevice. She'd desperately wanted to feel it again since then, but was concerned about how to approach it, or if she even should. Emma sights seemed to have been locked on Mike ever since he'd been denying them.

'That poor, silly puss-hound,' she thought as her mind drifted back to Mike. Denying one horny determined woman was dumb enough. But the cocky little shit had tried to deny three extremely horny women, hell bent on feeding the addiction they had acquired, fucking him. He'd never had a chance. Truth be known, she was surprised that he'd lasted as long as he had. The next few days would prove to be fun, and she was already wondering when she'd get her next chance with her virile younger brother.

She put the loofah down and let the hot water wash the soap away. Reaching down, she turned off the water and stepped out of the shower and quickly reached for a towel. She opened the door and reentered her room. Heading to her dresser, she pulled on some panties, and then reached for her brother's shirt that had been tossed to the floor. Lifting it, she brought it to her nose and inhaled. His scent was of course embedded in the fabric. She smiled and quickly pulled it on over her head and smoothing it out. She pulled the cover up over him and quietly exited her room, shutting the door behind her.

"My turn?" Emma asked, from the couch in the living room. 

Sarah chuckled and smiled at her younger sister, then headed over and took a seat beside her on the couch.

"He's pretty exhausted right now, and still asleep." she said, hugging her sister close. She pulled back and looked closely at Emma. "I'm sure he'll be up for more in a little while, maybe after supper. We've done a real number on him."

"From the sounds of things earlier, I'm gonna guess he did just as good a number on you." Emma said, with a mischievous grin. "You two shook the whole house. I came down to check on the commotion, figured out pretty quick what it was, but was afraid ya'll were going to come crashing through the wall before it was over."

Sarah couldn't help but blush and giggle. She and Emma were sitting close together on the couch, arms around each other, Sarah's hand twirling idly in Emma's braid.

"Yeah, I even thought it was a possibility at the time, but didn't care." Sarah said, smiling and leaning gently forward to kiss Emma on the lips.

Emma smiled as Sarah leaned forward to kiss her. She too had hoped their one encounter hadn't been a spur of the moment fling between the two of them. She'd loved the feeling of being eaten out by her own sister, and loved returning the favor.

Sarah pressed her moist lips gently against Emma's and sighed happily as she felt her return the kiss, pushing her tongue tentatively into Sarah's mouth. Emma giggled and pulled back a second to kiss her cheek.

Looking up at her oldest sister, she smiled. "I was hoping that our little 'after Michael romp' wasn't a once-in-a-lifetime event," she admitted, drawing a grin from Sarah.

"Me too!" she said happily. "I've been so worried that it was a spur of the moment thing and I'd never get another chance to be with you again."

Emma grinned and pulled her sister back close drawing her lips to hers. Their soft lips parted, and their tongues danced in each other's mouths. Moving from her lips to Sarah's neck and around to the other side, she allowed Sarah to take the lead and kiss her back. It was several long minutes before they broke their embrace, smiling, playing with and leaning against each other bodies.

"He's sleeping," Sarah said, drawing them back to the previous conversation. "He's really give out from attacking me. I don't know what you did, but it pushed him over the edge."

Emma giggled and blushed, winking at her. "Well, we went on that run and I promised him he could have me if he could catch me. He wasn't thinking straight in his condition and it probably wasn't easy, running with a hard-on."

"Emma!" Sarah scolded. "You didn't."

"I sure did." Emma laughed and nodded. "I guess he forgot for just that little while that I've always been the faster than him. He never really had a chance. I guess it was a good thing though, it pushed him over the edge and now we can all get back to taking our turns and enjoying him again."

Sarah laughed and leaned close to her, drawing her face up with her hand and kissing her again. Then she stood, and headed to the kitchen to see if Beth was planning on cooking or not. She grinned when she looked back, seeing Emma slipping into her bedroom, not being able to wait for Mike just to wake up.

'Well,' she thought, 'it's been several hours. Maybe she'll get lucky'.

******

Sarah's door clicked closed behind Emma, and then clicked again as she locked it, then walked quietly over to the bed. Mike was muttering something about pickles as he snoozed, flat on his back. Emma quietly pulled her shorts off, immediately followed by her top, bra and panties, and then quietly pulled the sheet off of her snoring brother.

She quietly admired his smoothly muscled, sleeping body for a few moments before quietly climbing in bed beside him. She lifted one leg and put it on the side of his head, and scooted the other close to the other before bending down and gently sucking the head of his cock into her mouth. She sucked gently, running her tongue over the tip, tasting the saltiness of his cum and Sarah's own feminine juices.

"Mmm," she moaned. 'So good,' she thought.

Beneath her, Mike shifted around and began to slowly come to. His cock was faster than he was, and soon it was rock-hard and pointing straight up at her, her mouth and tongue still polishing the head and lathering its shaft, their warm velvety texture brushing up and down repeatedly. 

Finally, he groaned and woke up, placing his arms around her waist and pulling her pussy downwards onto his mouth. She gasped aloud as she felt his warm tongue enter her and start to push deeper before exiting again and running up to her clitoris. "Oh god," she muttered, before pulling his cock back into her mouth and running her tongue along the head again, sucking gently. She pulled it deeper into her mouth and felt it hit the back of her throat. She gagged slightly, but resisted the urge to pull back, and began to force her head lower, pulling him deeper into her mouth and almost into her throat.

"God..." he muttered, "good to see you, Emma," he said from beneath her. She reached around and pushed her hands underneath his hips. Using them for leverage, she pulled herself downward. She felt his cock pushing against the muscles at the back of her throat and suppressed another gag. After a few seconds, she was finally able to force her muscles to relax and suddenly, he was in her throat.

Mike groaned audibly, arching his back in pleasure as she deep-throated him. She leaned to her side and extricated him from her mouth, turning over and pulling him on top of her before pulling down on his hips and pulling him back towards her mouth. 

"I don't wanna hurt you," he said, concerned that he'd start to choke her from this position.

"Don't worry about me. Just give me that big fella. I'll tap you if I need you to pull out and off." she said, "You just keep stabbing that monster down my throat."

She quickly arched her neck upwards and engulfed the head of his cock again. Turned on by her attitude and what she wanted him to do, he quickly dove back into her pussy, broadening his tongue and brushing it flatly against her clitoris.

She pulled down on his hips and felt his cock brush once again against the back of her throat, as it began pushing on the muscles located there. It entered much easier than before, and she rocked back and forth slightly at the base of his cock as it rested in her throat. He groaned again on top of her, his mouth locked on his twin's pussy. His tongue bathed her crevice up and down, his cock gently extracting and plunging again into her throat. Suddenly he pulled himself up and pulled his cock out of her mouth.

He grabbed her hand and stood her up, pointing towards the door and winked. She smiled and moved quickly, standing at the door with her palms pressed against it, her hips poked outwards and her ass dancing invitingly for her brother. He positioned his engorged member at her pussy and grabbed both sides of her hips, rubbing the head up and down her slit, eliciting a moan from her. Her perfect ass was intoxicating and he found himself staring at it lovingly for longer than he expected.

"Damn it, stop teasing me Mikey, please." she said, wiggling her hips and pushing backwards trying to find his cock. 

"Sorry, I was just momentarily entranced by your perfect ass," he said, brushing his cock up her slit again.

"Maybe we can try that some other time, but right now, I need to feel the big guy inside me. Fuck me, Mike."

He was shocked at her dirty talk, but it spurred him on and he plunged his cock into her, causing her to toss her head back and gasp in pleasure. She felt so tight, so muscular down there and so smooth. He gently began to thrust forward, both hands on her hips as she pressed hers firmly against the door. He began to pick up speed, his hips slapping quietly against her ass as he thrust his shaft deeply into her. She moaned and tossed her head back, a growl escaping from her throat as he pounded into her, and her back at him. He felt her pussy begin to convulse in an orgasm and she began to gasp and even stutter, "O-oh, (GASP) g-g-g-god." 

She arched her back and gasped in pleasure, waiting for her orgasm to pass, but her brother continued to jackhammer into her. The orgasm continued, causing her pussy to contract and relax around his cock, drawing it into her forcefully. Finally, her orgasm subsided, but her brother seemed content to just keep pounding away. Every thrust that plunged deep into her caused thousands of prickles of pleasure to course through the walls of her vagina and sent them rocketing throughout her body, causing her to moan repeatedly time after time, thrust after thrust.

Finally, Mike began to feel an orgasm building and began thrusting even harder, slapping skin against skin as his dick began pounding into her, causing her to gasp in pleasure as his seed finally emptied into her waiting channel.

She felt his hot semen splash into her insides and smiled, loving the feeling of his furiously thrusting hips slapping against her and the feeling of his convulsing cock. Finally spent, he eased himself out of her and stumbled back to the bed. She stood upright and moved to lie on the bed beside him. 

After a few moments of heavy breathing, he turned and leaned in to kiss her. "I thought you said I had to catch you first," he chuckled.

"Well, we can still do it that way, if that's what you want," she said, smirking at him. "But I'd have to let you catch me, and what's the fun in that, if you know you can't?"

"Yeah, and I think I can do without anymore torment anyway," he said, kissing her again.

They lay there for several minutes catching their breath before she rose and grabbed her clothes, quietly heading for the door. She turned and blew him a kiss, then smacked herself on her naked ass and winked at him before shutting Sarah's door behind her.

He just chuckled and shook his head, rising from the mattress and turning, putting his feet on the floor and running a hand through his hair. He briefly wondered if Danni would attack him like those two had.

'Nah, she'll see how tired I'll be tonight,' he thought.

The voice was leaving him alone, he realized, and briefly wondered why. Then, all of a sudden he remembered that he'd lost the bet.

"I'm still here bro. I'm just enjoying the scenery, soaking up the atmosphere and saving up for tomorrow."

'I think we need to establish some rules about tomorrow,' Mike thought.

"Rules my non-corporeal ass, you'll do exactly what I tell you to do, no questions asked, that is the only fucking rule."

'Dude, we've got to have some kind of guidelines. I can't just do anything you say.'

"Don't you be trying to wiggle out of our bet, you pussy."

'I'm not trying to get out of the bet. I'm just saying we need some reasonable parameters is all. I don't know what you are gonna suggest, even if you are in my own head. But if you tell me to go jump into traffic, I can't very well do that. I'd be dead and you'd be...,' he stopped. 'Well, I don't know what the hell you'd be, but I'd be dead and you'd have no one to pester, that's for damn sure'.

"I wouldn't tell you to kill yourself, dumbass. I'm not a demon. I'm part of your own mind, an inner voice as it were. Your inner voice, that just happens to be a demented pervert."

'Rule number one, you can't make me seriously hurt myself. Rule number two, you can't make me hurt my sisters.'

"Do you really think I'd jeopardize our supply of pussy? Are you fucking crazy? You just started fucking them again! Damn, you're such an idiot."

'Whatever. Rule number three, nothing illegal.'

"Hold it, how illegal?"

Mike scratched his head and thought for a moment. 'Had thoughts along those lines, did you?' If the voice told him to chug a beer, he could probably do that, or maybe try and buy some.

'Misdemeanors and higher are out of the question, unless it's like, trying to buy beer.'

"You hate beer, dumbass."

'Exactly, which is all the more reason for you to try and get me to buy some.'

"Dude, I'm a part of you. Why would I want to make you do something you hate? Shit, all I've ever done is to try and get us... you laid. I'm on your side, fool."

Mike realized that the voice was more or less right. It was crazy and completely out of line most of the time, but it had never really caused him any real pain, mainly just embarrassment on the one hand and annoyance on the other.

'Fair enough,' Mike thought. 'If you can follow those three rules, then I'll do whatever you suggest tomorrow.'

"Fair enough, but you don't have anything to worry about. I'm not out to get you into trouble or cause you to injure yourself, or especially our pussy. I've only been trying to get us laid."

There was a knock on the door then.

"Oh, get the Magnificent One ready! It's time for round three!" "Mike?" came Beth's voice from the other side of the door.

"Yeah," he called, "just a second."

He leaned over and flipped on the light, quickly pulling on his shorts and underwear. The room still smelled like sex, but there was nothing he could do about that.

"Supper's ready," she called. Mike could hear her as she moved back towards the kitchen.

"Damn it, she's such a fucking tease."

'She's just calling me for supper, be nice,' he thought.

"No, she wants your cock, dude. Even if neither of you have realized it yet."

Mike decided to ignore the voice again, standing and pulling on his clothes. He stopped at Sarah's bathroom and checked himself in the mirror. Satisfied that he didn't have any damning evidence on his face or shirt from the day's activities, he ran a comb through his hair and headed for the kitchen.

Danni came bouncing down the stairs as he entered the kitchen, a peculiar smile on her face. Mike knew then that'd he and Emma had been noisy, almost as much as he and Sarah. Danni came over to him and hugged him, kissing him on the neck and wrapping her arms around him in a warm hug that lasted for several long moments.

"I hope you've saved enough of yourself for us," she whispered and pulled back to wink at him.

Mike smiled and leaned close to her ear, "I'll always have enough for you."

She giggled and moved to help with supper. 

The meal was quiet that evening. Mike was voraciously hungry and didn't waste precious eating time talking. The sisters were oddly quiet, though, which was a rarity. 

"Probably saving up for later. That's a good sign dude."

They'd always been yammering away during supper, and he briefly wondered why they'd decided to stop talking now. It had to be due to recent events. They might all know that three out of four of them were sleeping with their brother, but that didn't mean that it was suitable for dinner table conversation. 




Just the Six of Us Ch. 15



Beth had definitely noticed a difference. She kept looking at each of her sisters, a frown on her face. Mike was eating like they weren't going to ever have food in the house again, but that was just Mike. Emma had a smile that she couldn't wipe off her face. Beth knew that she'd attacked Mike, and it was obvious to her that he had succumbed. She'd figured he wouldn't last long against the three, and hadn't.

She'd heard Sarah and him earlier, as they'd made enough noise to alarm the whole household until they'd realized what all the commotion was, and she was growing more and more curious about the whole affair. What was so special, that all of her sisters were now involved in an incestuous relationship with their own brother, and two with each other? She was confident that if she'd had any sexual experience at all, she'd have a clearer understanding of it all. She'd just never had any opportunities of that nature.

In high school and college she'd only ever been interested in her classes, studies and grades. The subject of sex had almost never come up, and when it did it was usually connected to her school work. Well, more times than not. The only other time was when the few girls she knew were talking about it, and she just dismissed it as idle adolescent foolishness.

But, when Mike had admitted that he was intimate with Sarah, Danni and Emma, something had begun to stir in her. Was it simple curiosity, or...

She found herself watching the way her brother moved and the way his muscles flexed beneath his shirt. She liked the way he looked without a shirt. She knew that for sure now. He wasn't some muscle bound behemoth like a lot of the men you saw on TV. She hated that. She did like muscles though, and Mike's were very nice. 

She thought back to that very morning when she'd seen him in the shower. He was standing with an anguished look on his face. His cock erect, pointing upwards and almost like it was beckoning to her. She didn't have anything to compare it to, except maybe one of Sarah's toys, and that probably wasn't a fair comparison.

She'd wanted to stare at it longer, but Mike's face had turned from anguish to embarrassment, and she'd closed the door quickly. The image of him in the shower, his dick an angry red tower, pointing at her like it was mad at her somehow. All of that was hard to shake and she found that she couldn't get it out of her mind. Maybe that was why the girls were so taken with him.

'Maybe he's got a magic dick,' she thought, and couldn't suppress a giggle.

All four of her siblings around the table looked at her, but she was lost in the thought and didn't notice them. She was thinking back to their vacation now. Emma had been lavishly sucking and running her tongue on her brother's cock as she and Sarah watched from the window. She remembered how fun it had looked, how much Em had seemed to enjoy it.

She had kept looking up at Mike, who was obviously enjoying himself. When he'd started to cum, she'd swallowed him and it with not even a thought to the contrary. No first thought, let alone a second.

She'd briefly wondered how it would taste, and her mind drifted back to that again. Beth's thoughts continued to revolve around her brother and his cock for the next few minutes that it took to finish her meal. 

Mike finished his third helping and headed for the stairs and his room.

'He was probably going to take a nap,' she thought, after all this morning's and afternoon's exercise.

Sarah washed her plate and began to load the dishwasher, Emma standing to help her. Danni finished and headed to the living room to watch TV. Beth handed Sarah her plate and went upstairs, still lost in thought.

She headed to her room. Closing the door behind her, she moved to sit on her bed, the thoughts of her brother's naked cock still filling her head. She thought back to the wonderful conversations they'd had, and their date. She'd admitted to him that she'd never masturbated, and he'd seemed surprised.

'Was it that common a thing to do?' she wondered. 

She couldn't possibly see what the big deal was, it was just an orgasm. Of course, she'd never had one, so her words didn't carry any weight. Further curious, she stood to turn and look at herself in the mirror on her closet door. She definitely had large breasts. Larger than her sisters, that was obvious. She pulled her tight white shirt over her head, and unclasped her bra. Standing in front of her mirror, she stared at herself and wondered if Mike would really like the way they looked if he ever saw her naked.

Sometimes, when breasts were as large as hers, they would sag. Droop toward the floor like two bags of flour. Even large-breasted, Beth was fortunate enough for hers to be firm as well as full, and jaunting straight from her chest. If she arched her back, she found they even heaved upward, and her nipples were small and pink, like the rest of her sisters.

Mike had complemented her on her breasts, several times now. She supposed they were nice, but again, hadn't really ever thought about it before. Perhaps he was right. She ran a hand up her stomach to a breast, cupping it. Running a finger to her nipple, she traced the outer edge and pushed against it.

'That was nice,' she thought, but suddenly felt silly standing in her own room, half naked and playing with her own breasts.

She quickly reached for her bra and pulled it back over and re-clasped it. Her shirt quickly followed and she sat down on her bed. Why was this sex thing so enticing. She could hardly concentrate anymore. It was all she really thought about.

She quickly decided to get this out of her mind as well as out of her system before school started, as she'd never be able to concentrate and study otherwise. Then she remembered Mike had said that she could ask him anything. 

She opened the door to her room and moved to her brother's. She stood quietly outside for a few seconds, listening for one of her sisters. Then she heard the click-click-click of Mike's keyboard and knew he was on his computer. She knocked on his door softly.

"Come in," Mike called from inside.

She opened the door and closed it behind her as quickly and quietly as she could. She found him sitting at his desk, looking at college football scores. He turned as she entered, smiling warmly at her. He looked genuinely happy to see her. The thought made her warm inside, and made her smile.

"What's up?" he asked, still smiling.

She continued to smile back and shrugged, heading to sit on his bed. "Just curious about a few things," she said as she plopped down on his mattress.

He turned to face her in his chair, curiosity on his face. "Well, I'm right here, what can I help you with?" he asked.

She began to twirl her finger in her hair. She didn't really know what or how to ask. She couldn't really just jump him like her sisters had. But, she shocked herself in realizing, that was exactly what she wanted to do. 

"Well, I just wanted to see what was up with you, see if you wanted to talk," she said.

He stood to come over and sit next to her. "Anytime; what's on your mind?" he asked, brushing her hair back over her shoulder and placing his hand on it and her neck.

Glancing up at him, he looked so concerned to her, so cute, so... well, kissable. 

She slowly raised her hand and ran it through his hair, then leaned in as both her hands went to his face. She gently grasp the sides of his head, pulling him close, while easing him backwards onto the bed, her body moving atop his. Her lips pressed against his, and he lay there stunned for a second as he allowed her to kiss him, her tongue playing along his lips, trying to find a way inside.

She began to feel him returning her kiss, and as he did, she felt a wave of excitement. He finally wrapped her up in his strong arms and pulled her close. Her breasts pressed into his chest and she felt his strong chest muscles pushing back into her.

He ran a hand along her back and surprised her when he began to squeeze her butt, cupping one of her cheeks and gently kneading it in his hand. She decided to let him continue, shocking them both. His other hand came up, and she lifted herself a bit to allow him to move his arm between them.

'What the hell are you doing?' she asked herself. 'He can grab your boobs now!'

She gasped, as he did indeed begin to grope her breasts, his hand roaming around over the top and front of her shirt. She began to feel flushed again, light headed. Without any thought of it, her body shifted its position on top of him as her legs parted, and her crotch settled over his own. 

'He's turning you on, dummy,' she thought, as her pelvis ground into his.

She sighed happily, as he continued to fondle her breasts, his free hand still massaging her butt. She pushed her tongue deep into his mouth, feeling him suck on it and then pushing his own into hers. She loved the way it felt as she ran her tongue along it, the way her lips wrapped around it when gently sucking it. 

He suddenly broke the kiss, and she pushed herself up, which put most of her weight and more pressure bearing down on his now engorged meat.

"I'm so sorry, Beth." he said, suddenly afraid that he'd crossed a line.

She backpedaled herself, slightly embarrassed but not sorry as he had said he was, then said, "No, it's my fault, I shouldn't have..."

He began to apologize again, but she crawled off of him and stood, then calmly but quickly walked from the room. Soon afterward, he heard her door close.

"Nice going, shithead, we could have had her. Why have you got to keep opening your stupid mouth, right at the beginning of bedding the only one we haven't had yet? Tell me which of your brain cells keeps bringing you up short so I can go and pull the fucking nerve ending it uses for a firing plug until...."

'Shut up,' Mike thought, and crashed back into his pillow. 

The evening passed and Beth hadn't come out of her room. Mike eventually went back downstairs, vowing to talk to her later.

He stopped at the door to the kitchen and looked around. Sarah was standing in the washroom, on the telephone with someone, a friend of hers probably. He glanced over to the living room. Danni and Emma were lying on the couch together, watching some stupid reality TV show.

'Payback time,' he thought smiling, and headed for the washroom.

"Wait a second, what? This is my..."

'Trust me,' he thought.

"Yeah, we're doing fine," Sarah said, talking to someone Mike couldn't make out. "We just got back from a trip to the Cayman Islands, the first vacation we've had in years."

Her back was to him as she was loading clothes into the washing machine one at a time, and seemed too preoccupied to notice as he entered. He smiled to himself, and slowly crept forward.

"No, I'm not single anymore, really," she said, causing Mike to smile. "Not exactly," she said, "it's more of a 'friends with benefits' kind of thing. Real close friends. Well, more than friends actually. But we haven't actually defined it."

She laughed as whoever was on the other end of the phone said something in response to all the 'friends with benefits' comments. It was probably her best friend Sally. He crept up a little closer and had soon taken up a position directly behind her. He reached forward and wrapped his arms around her, cupping both of her breasts in his hands, squeezing gently.

She jumped slightly, startled at his touch. She turned and glared at him as he fondled her through her shirt. Covering the phone with her hand, she shot him a 'don't fuck with me right now' look and whispered, "Knock it off." Then she turned back away to continue her work and conversation.

Mike ignored her, and then pointed at the phone.

"Yeah, I'm still here," she said, still trying to wave him off. "I'm just folding clothes."

He reached up and under her shirt and grabbed her breasts, her nipples quickly hardening at his touch.

"No, it's no one you know," she said to Sally, "He's just a really good fuck."

Mike chuckled at it all, and then ran a hand along her stomach towards her shorts. She pushed backwards against him, trying to get him off of her, but he didn't relent, pushing his hand into her pants and causing her to bite her lip as he began to finger her now wet cunt.

"Mmmhmm," she said into the phone. "He's got a real nice cock, nice size too," she said. "No, I not going to share him," she giggled at the extended lie, and thought, 'Not with you anyway.'

Mike smiled, gently pulling her shorts down and pulling her ass towards him.

"Look at that ass. Stick it in her."

'Patience,' he thought.

"The trip was great though, lots of fun. Mike planned the whole thing." She was concentrating as hard as she could, trying to focus on the phone and not her evil little brother. He had his pants down now, and the beast was out of its cage. 

 Just slip it in, gently.

'Don't you go getting soft on me now,' he thought, and pulled his cock up and down Sarah's slit, who was still desperately trying to carry on her phone conversation. She willfully leaned forward over the washer, sticking her ass out, spreading her legs and biting her lip as Sally told her what she had been doing recently.

Then in one swift motion, Mike thrust deeply into his oldest sister, every inch a mountain of pleasure as it hit bottom. She winced at his invasion, still slightly tender from earlier, but enjoying every moment and abruptly spread her legs wider.

"Yeah, I know he was seeing Lisa, but I didn't know he was fucking Melanie too, (gasp)" Sarah said, trying to disguise a moan. Mike's hands were manhandling both of her hips now, thrusting deeper and deeper into her as he bumped her repeatedly into the washer.

"Mmmhmm," she said, unable to form a coherent sentence. "No, everything is fine, just (gasp)... oh god... folding clothes. Oh YES, I mean, no, that's just the washer (gasp)."

She felt her orgasm building and arched her back, bouncing into the washer again as Mike pounded into her, immediately releasing her as her orgasm washed over her. She nearly bit through her lip trying to stifle her moans and gasps of pleasure, her pussy contracting over and over on her brother's cock as it thrust in an out of her before leaving her void, and her pussy begging to be filled for a few seconds more.

"OH, YEAH... I'd love to see you sometime soon too," she said, her head lying nearly in the washer.

He leaned forward and lifted her up, pulling her face up to his and kissing her quietly. He moved his head to her free ear and leaned in close. "Payback and I love you," he said, kissing her cheek.

She scowled at him playfully, with her eyes rolled back in her head. Dizzily reaching for her shorts, she clumsily fumbling with them trying to pull them back on, wanting to follow him out as he retreated.

"What the...? you didn't...? we're not gonna...? Shit, that's not what I agreed to. You dim witted, back stabbing, cunt losing, fucked up piece of an excuse for a partner, shithead."

Mike, thoroughly pleased with himself, headed to the living room and sat down between his sisters.

Emma had the remote control and their reality show was just going off. She flipped around and found a good movie on one of the movie channels. Danni stood and got a couple of blankets and handed one to her sister and Mike. She was lying on her left side, her head on the couch pillow as Mike leaned over on her, his head resting on her shoulder.

Emma lay beside him, her head resting on his shoulder as they all settled in to watch the flick. She and Mike were both wrapped in one blanket, and the other covered Danni, but hers was draped over part of theirs.

Emma set the control down and nuzzled closer to her brother, glancing up at him and smiling as he looked down at her. She leaned up and kissed him quickly on the lips as the movie began to start.

An hour into the movie, Emma's hand began to wander. She first had it in her own lap, but it soon ended up on Mike's knee and slowly made the trip towards his cock. She ran her fingernails along his leg as they watched the movie. 

Mike smiled and shook his head as Emma fiddled around with his shorts before finding a hole and wrapping her hand around his rapidly hardening meat. She gently began to stroke up and down underneath the blanket, as unnoticeably as she could.

Then Sarah and Beth came in, sitting on the other couch, relaxing back and leaning on each other to enjoy the movie.

Mike figured Emma would stop her impromptu incognito hand job, but quickly realized that she'd only get more turned on with an audience. He smiled as Danni looked back at him, and she smiled back, turning back to the movie.

Emma's hand continued to rub his cock up and down, over and over. She desperately wanted to plunge it into her mouth, to feel her brother's warm seed oozing down her throat. She briefly considered grabbing him and pulling him into Sarah's room, but suddenly had a better idea.

She stood, pulling her hand out of her brother's pants and shifting positions to sit between Danni and him. He grumbled at her, but shifted over, allowing her in.

"You just want to be in the middle where it's all warm," he said, eyeing her suspiciously.

She giggled and nodded, pretending he was right.

Danni glanced at her and giggled, smiling as Emma snuggled up close. She put her arm around her younger sister and began to twirl her hair in her fingers. 

Mike leaned in close, but didn't put his head on Emma's shoulder this time, instead, laying it on the back of the couch as he continued watching the movie. 

Emma smiled as he pulled the blanket back over his lap, satisfied that she could continue her plan. Ever so quietly, she began to wiggle and shift, sliding her shorts and panties off with one hand as she pushed her other hand around Danni's waist, pulling her closer and hugging her gently. After several minutes of gentle wiggling, she finally had her panties down past her hips, exposing her pussy, all under the blanket of course.

She turned and looked at her brother, staring at him until he looked at her. She winked at him when he glanced at her questioningly, then looked down at her lap pointedly, then back to the TV. 

Mike sat confused for a minute until Emma turned back around to him and repeated the movement, glancing down at her lap and then back at the TV. He lifted the blanket, but then quickly pulled it back down when he saw her naked ass staring at him.

She reached behind herself and began to fiddle around with his shorts again, pulling at the waistband, begging him to move forward. The excitement and danger of the situation was too much for him and he complied, slowly shifting in his seat until he felt his crotch pressing against her naked flesh.

She greedily wrapped her fingers around his cock, pulling it out of the shorts he was wearing and pulling the head directly to the entrance of her pussy. Like Sarah, she was still a little tender from their earlier exertions, so she turned and looked at him and silently mouthed the word, "Softly."

He smiled and winked at her, then gently began to push inside her. The urge to turn her over and just start pounding was unreal, and he had to actually refrain himself from doing so. Emma rocked gently back and forth, causing him to slide in and out of her pussy, each thrust sending a wave of pleasure through her body, as well as down his shaft and into his body. 

Danni glanced over at the two and immediately guessed what was going on, then glanced over at Sarah and Beth who were immersed in the movie.

Emma, seeing Danni's head move, looked up at her and the two locked eyes. Danni smiled warmly at her and Emma closed her eyes in pure pleasure as Mike thrust into her again. She ran her hand along Emma's face again, twirling a lock of hair in her hand and pulling her head back to her shoulder and chest.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 15



Mike gently pulled out slightly and desperately tried to hide his actions under the blankets they were sharing. His cock popped out her pussy briefly, and he quickly pushed it back inside, pulling Emma's hips towards him and causing more movement than he'd intended. Her eyes were closed but she was shifting her hips back and forth, urging his cock back inside and gasped as he replaced it. With that, she began to feel an orgasm stirring, and buried her face in Danni's side, unintentionally pressing into her right breast with her face. 

Danni stifled a giggle as Emma's hand shifted around to her stomach, tickling her accidentally. Her younger sister's hand was squeezing her tightly as an orgasm worked its way through her, the younger girls hips moving back and forth of their own volition. Lost in the passion of the moment, Emma began to gently squeeze her sister's breast, working upwards to gently pinch her nipple.

Danni wasn't in any position to move her sister's hand and certainly didn't want to expose what was going on to Beth. She bit her lip gently trying to stifle her laughter and a sigh of happy contentedness. 

Mike kept thrusting until Emma's pussy stopped squeezing around his cock, its pulses slowed, then finally stopped. He pulled out and gently began to pull her underwear and shorts back up as she buried her face in Danni's shoulder.

"Son-Of-A-Bitch. Are you trying to make yourself an enemy, or were you just born pussy stupid."

After a few moments, she finally lifted her head and stared back at the TV as if nothing had happened. But underneath the blanket she gently lifted her hips as Mike pulled her shorts back up into place. He leaned back against the couch as he put his cock away; satisfied that it would get some use later. 

"We'd fucking better, asshole. That's the second time in the same day that you've stopped in mid-fuck. And the third time if you count coming up short with Beth. I thought you were done resisting."

I am done resisting my sisters,' he thought. 'You won the bet, I'm just trying to set the stage for the scene you've been so desperately trying to force us into. Patience, it's all good.' 

"It's all good my ass. I'm not built for all this fucking 'absence makes the dick grow harder', 'patience makes it all the sweeter', 'waiting to anticipate and enjoy the moment when it comes' bullshit. If I was anything more than just a mental thought pattern in your brain, I'd already be dead from implosion. Shit!"

Mike chuckled quietly at the thought. 'Not a bad way to go, I gotta admit.'

"Fuck You!"

Emma had noticed that she'd begun to fondle Danni's breast, but couldn't bring herself to stop after she'd climaxed. She just kept gently teasing it between her fingertips, tracing the nipple and areola, squeezing, rolling, and pinching.

Danni desperately tried to concentrate, turning and giggling at her sister. Emma smiled and winked, but wouldn't stop playing with her new toy.

The movie finally came to its conclusion several minutes later, and Mike stood, stretching for a moment before tossing the blanket back to the couch behind him. Emma reached a hand up, very sisterly, and pouted at him and asked, "Help me up?"

Mike chuckled but pulled her up and into his arms, giving her a hug and a kiss, then he leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Bad girl."

She giggled and turned, heading upstairs. "Night ya'll," she called down.

He shrugged at Danni, but then offered her his hand, pulling her up and behind him as he headed to bed. "Night," he called back.

"Night guys," Sarah and Beth both chimed.

He turned and wrapped both arms around Danni, easily lifting her and pulling her upwards, feeling her wrap her legs around him as he started them towards his bedroom. His lips met hers and they kissed passionately, tongues dancing in each other's mouths, her breasts pressing into his chest.

He reached down with both hands, supporting her weight by wrapping his hands around her ass, causing her to giggle as he squeezed, climbing the last steps and finally to his room where he kicked the door closed. Clothes flew off as the two hurriedly undressed as soon as he had set her back down. She stripped off her shirt and sports bra, drawing close and grabbing his face to kiss him as his shirt was pulled over his head.

He broke the kiss as he took a step forward, reaching for the edges of her shorts, pulling downwards and removing her panties in one swift move. She had her hands on the edge of his shorts too, pulling quickly and groping for his cock, which was already hard as steel again, having found no final relief in its last two outings. He reached around her again as they both stepped out of their shorts, and lifted her up into the air, her legs easily wrapping around him again. 

"Oh god, I've wanted you so bad," she said hungrily in his ear. "I don't know how you can handle all of us, but I'm so glad you can. I might have had to take matters into my own hands if you'd been too tired to take care of me tonight. Now fuck me."

"What she said."

The thought of her masturbating turned him on even more, and he began to lower her hips, pushing the tip of his dick tenderly into her sopping mound. Her pussy was so wet, her being turned on by Emma and him fucking earlier, and by her being fondled by her sister.

She gasped in pure ecstasy as his dick found its proper home, thrusting deeply into her and then gently being extracted as he slowly lifted upwards. Her pussy felt like satin on his cock, as she leaned forwards, gently biting his shoulder and moaning softly, "God."

"I've missed you," he said, thrusting into her again, causing her to bite down and moan in pleasure.

He leaned back and supported her weight with his legs, bringing his arms up to her head and grabbing both sides with his hands, turning and laying her gently at the very edge of the bed as he pushed and pulled in and out of her.

Her anticipation had gotten the best of her, the beginnings of an orgasm already rising from within, overtaking her far sooner than either expected. She began to come, her body arching as spasms of joy shot through it, her pussy convulsing on his cock, rippling muscles gently urging him to do the same.

"Keep going baby. Let me know when you are gonna come," she said, breathing heavily as the orgasm subsided somewhat. 

He nodded and wondered why she'd wanted to know, but only briefly, as he kept thrusting repeatedly into her tender channel. She moaned again as he thrust at just the right angle and wondered if he'd be able to last to give her another orgasm. She was surprised to find herself being taken by another, and how quickly it came, then wasted no time in exploding as her lover thrust in and out of her, his hands still around her head, holding it from behind, fingers entwined in her hair, his cock lovingly wrapped in her pussy.

The second one was much more powerful than the first, her body going rigid as she arched her back and her arms locked in an awkward pose as she convulsed up and down several times, her pussy clenching and unclenching on him.

Finally, he began to feel an orgasm building, and as soon as he was close, he nodded and began to thrust hurriedly.

She put a hand on his chest and pulled him out, taking him in her hand and sliding off the bed. He groaned as he felt her warm lips and velvet tongue wrap around the head of his cock. Then he lost the fight, warm sperm rocketing from his shaft and plunging into her mouth. She bobbed up and down repeatedly, stroking the shaft as her brother's sperm filled her mouth. She gulped it down and continued to suck, slowing and finally just licking the extra sperm off the tip of his dick, drawing a shudder and a giggle from him as she tickled the tip.

His cock left her lips for a second as she pulled it out, but quickly reentered as she pulled him back in, sucking the remnant sperm out, and cleaning the shaft. Her lips wrapped around the shaft, her tongue lovingly swabbing around it and her hands on his ass, pulling him deeper into her mouth.

Her fun soon at an end, she pulled his cock out of her mouth and stood, smiling at him. He'd fallen forward, his arms pressing into his mattress over her as she'd swallowed his load, but as she stood, he stood up and staggered for a few seconds, finally giving in and collapsing to the side, barely hitting his bed.

She giggled and crawled in bed beside him. "I'm guessing you enjoyed that."

"Holy fuck," he said, drawing a laugh from her. "I love you,"

"I love you, too," she said.

"I thought you only wanted me to come inside you?" he asked.

"Well, every now and then," she said, "I can't help but to get a taste of what the others are enjoying. You don't mind do you?"

"Hell, no!"

'Shut up,' he thought.

"Hell, no," he answered.

"Haha, my man."

'Shut up,' Mike thought.

She pulled the sheet up over them, tucking it around his shoulder and turning over, allowing him to wrap her up in his arms, nice and warm, safe and secure. They were both asleep in moments.

Mike didn't remember what he dreamed that night, having slept harder than he had in quite some time. Morning came and he didn't even stir.

Danni poked him, and he grumbled, "The eggs can't fly," then mumbled, "only seven squirrels anyway."

She giggled and headed to the bathroom to wash.

Mike finally woke up, several hours later. He glanced at the clock, it was 10:32.

"Holy shit," he said.

"I've been trying to wake you up for a couple of hours now, you're in the process of wasting my fucking day away."

'Sorry," he thought, 'we kind of had a big day yesterday. 

"Yeah, yeah, five times started, three times finished. You're a beast, now let's get the down to business."

He chuckled, standing to get dressed.

"Now, punch yourself in the face, really fuckin' hard."

Mike sighed. 'Seriously? This is what you're going to do all day?'

"My day, my rules, punch yourself in the face."

He shook his head, but then smashed a fist into the side of his head.

"That was for not listening to me in the first place and forcing yourself into that damn bet."

'This is going to be a long day,' he thought, heading for the shower. He turned towards the upstairs bathroom and stopped, hearing the water run.

"Peek in."

Mike sighed and shook his head as he quietly opened the door. He saw blonde hair as he glanced through the crack.

'Beth,' he thought, turning to go back to his room.

"Keep watching."

He sighed again, but quickly turned his face to look sideways through the crack. She had her back turned and had just gotten out of the shower. She was standing near the toilet, one leg up and a towel wrapped around her body as she dried her hair with another towel.

The towel began to slip and her breasts spilled free, causing Mike's cock to jump. They were as perfect as he'd imagined, large and round, perfectly perky and not at all droopy. Her nipples were soft and pink, small and erect from the chill in the air. She grabbed for the towel as it fell, wrapping it around her hips as she dropped her foot back to the floor. Reaching for a brush, she ran it through her hair, causing her massive tits to wobble.

"Knock, and then just go in, before she answers."

'I'm not going to just go in and start fucking her.'

"Trust me Slick."

Mike sighed yet again, but knocked and quickly entered. Beth dropped the towel in her hand and snatched the one around her waist upwards, briefly affording Mike a view of her blonde pussy hair.

"What the hell Mike," she said.

"Sorry," he said, turning to leave.

"Wait."

'Jesus, what now.'

"Turn, and without saying a word, just go and kiss her."

Mike lowered his head a second, but then lifted it and did as he was told. He strode forward quickly, reaching for her face and pulling her close, drawing a squeal from her as he pressed his lips to hers, feeling her pull back slightly, but just as quickly giving in. She began to return the kiss, even venturing to push her tongue into his mouth as their lips danced about.

He pulled her close and continued kissing her, one hand wrapped around and one caressing her head. She whimpered softly in his arms, her tongue playing in his mouth.

"With one of your hands, gently pull her towel off, but make it feel like it just fell off."

'How the hell do I do that?' he thought.

But he gently tugged the slightest bit at the towel wrapped around her. It had been just barely hanging there so it fell away easily. She seemed not to notice and soon he felt her breasts pushing into his chest as he ran the same hand along her back, gently squeezing her naked ass and back up again.

He stopped for a second, and the spell was broken. She hurriedly reached for the towel. Dropping to her knees, she pulled it up around her as she knelt. She looked up at him and was afforded a perfect view of the large bulge at his crotch.

She stared wide-eyed at it as she rose, glancing back up at him.

"Is that because of me?" she asked.

He blushed quickly, embarrassed that she'd noticed for some odd reason, but eventually shrugged and nodded.

"I told you. You're beautiful." he said. "Why is it so hard to believe that you turn me on, too."

She shrugged and bit her bottom lip nervously, and a long silence passed between them.

"So, can uh..." she started.

He peered at her curiously, wondering what she might want.

"Can I see it?" she asked, mustering a false boldness and suddenly turning red by her own question.

He smiled slightly, but hid it quickly. "Really? You want to see, me?"

She nodded, a little too quickly she realized too late, and glanced back down, running her tongue subconsciously across her lips.

He slowly pulled his boxer shorts down, pulling his dick out, which quickly stood out and pointed up towards her, as if it had just noticed her now partial nudity. She peered down at it, taking in every detail. After several long minutes, during which even Mike began to get a little embarrassed, she finally glanced back up. 

"Can I... touch it?" she asked.

He nodded and just smiled.

"Told you."

His dick jumped as she hurriedly reached up, her hands cold from the shower water and still slightly damp. She lifted it up and gently moved it around, inspecting it curiously, as if it were some new kind of species of insect.

She reached her other hand down and pulled on his ball sack, a bit too roughly for Mike's taste, drawing a groan from him.

"Sorry," she said.

Releasing them and moving back to his cock, she pulled it to one side and then the other. She kneeled down to get an even closer look at it.

"So this is what the big fuss is all about?"

He frowned down at her, causing her to giggle.

"Sorry, baby," she said, standing and pulling his underwear back up, pushing his hard-on back inside.

"Ask her to show you hers."

'What am I six? Aren't we a little old for "You show me yours, I'll show you mine?"'

"Shut up and just do it."

"So, now that you've seen it..." he said.

"Yes, it's the largest I've ever seen," she replied, "absolutely gigantic. How do you walk straight?" she giggled, wrapping her towel tighter around her.

"Funny," he said. "No, I was going to say, now that I've let you seen mine, I'd like to see what you've been trying to hide behind that towel."

She stopped laughing and glanced up at him, blushing. She started to protest, but he laughed, holding up a hand.

"It's only fair now, come on," he coaxed.

She glared playfully at him, but with a wide grin on her face that was now turning regularly from one shade of red to another and back again. Embarrassed but compliant, she opened her towel and revealed her exquisite body. She quickly closed it again and he immediately shook his head.

"Come on now, Beth," he said, "Give me a chance to have a good look." 

She giggled and opened her towel up again, trying not to burst out laughing in total embarrassment. 

His dick began to poke through the front of his shorts again as he gazed at her perfect breasts, her pink nipples hard with excitement.

He glanced down, then back up at her. "Now look what you did," he chuckled.

She rolled her eyes and began to push past him, starting to wrap the towel back around her once more, giggling all the more. He turned as she passed by, and suddenly couldn't help himself.

He reached out for her again and wrapped his arms around her, pressing her up against the door and crushing his body gently against hers, their lips beginning to dance again as their tongues played together. The fleshy rod in his pants pushed straight out of his boxers, finding the hole and the open air beyond, as it searched for the flesh it seemed to know was just within its reach.

She gasped in excitement as she let the towel almost fall away, the warmth of his nearly naked body pressing up against hers as she kissed him. She lowered her head to his neck and continued her attention there, running her tongue up and down. The towel fell to the floor as they moved and he reached up with a hand, cupping one of her large breasts in it as he felt his cock pushing into her thigh.

She moaned audibly and raised her head as he began to kiss her neck, moving down to pull one of her perfect nipples into his mouth. He stood again and pulled her mouth to his, drawing his cock back to her thigh, but this time she had shifted and it slid quickly between her legs to rub the outer folds of her labia.

Her eyes went wide as she felt the tip of his cock slide between her legs, pushing gently at her pussy, which was drenched in excitement and slick with her juices. She moaned and ran both hands to his ass, pulling forcefully on him and pushing his cock tighter between her legs, sliding it back and forth against her cunt lips, but not inside as she now wanted it.

She pulled back a bit and then reached down and pulled upwards on his cock and felt the head just past the very entrance of her virgin pussy, but still not inside. She closed her eyes and immediately knew the ecstasy that her sisters felt. She moved her hips to grind her mound onto his tip, and it grazed her clit as it played between her folds.

It felt large, and seemed to fill her up perfectly, hitting all the right spots that seemed to threaten to turn her into a quivering pile of orgasms, if that's what she was feeling building inside her, if this was just a taste of what their sisters were enjoying.

He began to slowly thrust upwards and she moaned until she felt his head slip just ever so slightly past her lips.

"(Gasp), Oh Michael, my God, don't move," she pleaded, as she thought she couldn't stand a feeling any more exquisite as this, spreading her legs farther apart not realizing she had done so.

He stopped, and she carefully hunched her hips again and again as she rubbed the head of his shaft around her opening and across her clit, just barely, but not completely inside, rubbing both their wetness into a sensual cocktail while experiencing her first sexual bliss. 

"Oh, God, Michael" she said, "This... (GASP)."

"Beth," he said, as she shuddered, and caught her before she stumbled.

The reality of the situation hit them both like a truck as she came. He pulled back, and she released his cock, grabbing his shoulders as he held her quivering body, it spasmed several times before relinquishing its hold on her newly discovered system of sexuality.

She bit her lip and her eyes were immediately filled with awareness. "I didn't mean to... you weren't even... God, that was... I... God."

"I'm so sorry Beth," he said. He kissed her quickly and wiped a tear away, but she lowered her face again. "Sweetie, I'm so into you right now. I want to make love to you more than anything. I just don't want your first time to be painful. There's nothing wrong with you, I swear."




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Raising her head, she looked up at him again, her heart filling with joy. She brushed a tear away and smiled at him. She wrapped the towel around herself and leaned in, kissed him again. Then, wobbling slightly, she left the room without another word.

"Good boy, we've almost got her. Now, shower and get dressed, the fun is just beginning."

Mike realized suddenly that he was actually looking forward to the day.



Just the Six of Us Ch. 16



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Chapter 16

Mike showered and got dressed, pulling on his customary shirt and shorts. Heading downstairs, he entered the kitchen. Sarah was at the sink washing a pan.

"Morning sleepyhead," she said with a smirk on her face. "I figured that you'd be sleeping in with all your... activities, yesterday."

He chuckled and shrugged. "I do have to rest, you know."

She smiled and nodded as he came around wrapping his arms around her in a hug. "Just don't forget to take care of your big sis, okay?" she said, pulling his face down and kissing him.

"Grab her tits and then run a hand down to her pussy."

Mike reached down with both hands and hugged her from behind. Her full breasts in his hands, he kissed her neck and gently squeezed them, fondling and playing. She sighed happily in his arms and patted his wrist as it snaked downwards. 

"What are you doing?" she said as he pushed his hands underneath her pajama shorts, but sighed as he tenderly pushed a finger into her pussy. "You're playing with fire, sweetie," she said, as she slightly spread her legs.

"That's funny, I thought I was playing with you," he chuckled, then added, "But 'playing with fire' would apply as well, wouldn't it," drawing a giggle from her as she closed her eyes. "Where is everyone?"

"Asleep still, I think," she said, sighing happily as he fingered her, his other hand rummaging around beneath her shirt. "You know if you get me all worked up and then don't finish, I might have to start tormenting you again."

"Throw her to the floor and fuck her brains out."

Mike rolled his eyes. 'Seriously, come on. I might hurt her, and then she wouldn't fuck us.'

"Good point, uh... strike that. How about, you tell her that she's got nice boobs."

'You're acting like a thirteen year old at his first junior high school dance.'

"I am not." 

'Are too,' Mike chuckled, mentally.

He tenderly bit her neck, eliciting a gasp of pleasure from her as he gently pinched her nipple, and then ran his hand over to the other breast, all the while gently rubbing his finger inside her pussy.

"Okay, so I don't have some fucking master plan for today. I was just so excited I'd won, that I never really thought about what to make you do. It'll come to me, though."

'Oh, I've got complete faith in you,' Mike thought, as sarcastically as he could.

"Uh... pull her pants down."

'That's more like it,' he thought.

"You've got to be crazy," Sarah said as she felt his hands start to pull her shorts down. "You're gonna get us caught," she warned, but giggled as he slid them off her hips.

He ignored her and knelt, letting her shorts fall around her ankles. He lifted her panties to the side and began to lick her pussy lips from behind. She moaned, and leaned forward slightly, then to the left, looking back at him curiously with an impish grin, and said only, "Oh, yeah." 

Then the sound of footsteps on the stairs caused him to stand quickly, and Sarah to yank her shorts hurriedly back up, putting a frown on her face. She glanced back at him as he headed for the cabinet as Emma stepped onto the ground floor. The other sisters followed and breakfast began.

The four sisters began their chatter as Mike began to tune them out. He was watching Beth, who surprisingly, glanced over at him and smiled. Normally when something happened that embarrassed her or stressed her out, Beth didn't speak. She internalized all of her problems and worked them out in her own head, closing herself off socially, emotionally and physically.

She was smiling and laughing with her sisters this morning, though. Mike smiled back at her and kept eating, until something caught his ears and registered on his brain.

"...slumber party before school starts back up," Emma was saying.

"Slumber party? I heard 'slumber party', did you hear slumber party? Tell me you heard slumber party. She said slumber party, didn't she? OH MAN, what luck... Bro, if you fuck this up I'll kill you, then I'll bring you back to life so I can torture you then kill you again. There's gonna be pussy everywhere. Tune back in and find out when."

'Calm down,' Mike thought, chuckling. 'They might not even want us here. Men usually have to make themselves scarce during these.'

"OH NO MAN, you gotta get us in... Dude."

Sarah smiled and nodded, suddenly excited. "That sounds great!" she said, and was echoed by Danni.

"I think we'd all love to have some friends over, it'd been fun. What with all that's going on around here, some outside contact would be nice for a change." Danni said, with a giggle. Sarah slapped her leg underneath the table.

Beth bit her lip and tried to stifle a giggle as well, glancing over at Mike, who was blushing.

"So," Mike said. "You're planning a junior high slumber party," trying his best to sound disinterested.

Emma turned back to Sarah. "Tonight's not too soon. We can all invite some friends over and watch some movies, and play some games."

"Yeah, we can't really go on vacation again, though that'd be fun too," Sarah said, looking over at Mike.

"Why can't we?" Danni asked, grinning ear to ear.

"Because not all of us had as much fun as you did," Sarah said, and Danni slapped her under the table. 

All of this began to be too much for Mike, so he went upstairs and closed the door to his room.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

'I can hear them from here,' he thought, 'and they show no indication of asking me to make other plans, which would of course include you, taking you out of the game. I'm playing it safe, keeping a low profile.'

"Oh yeah, well, it better work."

Back downstairs, the girls decided to invite a few friends each, and began making plans as to games and such. Mike wondered what surprises the night might hold for him, and decided to head outside to make the back yard presentable, just in case the girls ended up back there.

"What about my 'free day?' I can't very well use it to make you do anything while you are doing chores and shit."

'Well, no. But don't you see the opportunities that tonight might present? Who knows what will happen. Girls can get awful freaky at slumber parties.'

"Freaky?"

'Yup.'

"Well, alright. You get a reprieve for one day on our bet. But, you've got to start listening to my suggestions more. You saw what happened with Beth. We were right there."

Mike smiled, but didn't answer. He dressed and went downstairs to clean the yard, pool, and hot tub.

******

The girls all began to make phone calls, and texting friends. Emma had three friends that were coming over, Becca, Ashley, and Tina. Danni asked Megan to come, as well as another of her friends, Lynn. Sarah was bringing Sally, and finally, Beth asked her friend Susan to come. Danni and Sarah headed out to the grocery store to get some party snacks and several movies. Beth and Emma were cleaning the house, though it didn't really need too much attention, since Sarah kept it all pretty well cleaned. 

Beth kept glancing over at Emma every once in a while, and hadn't talked to her at all. Something was on her mind, Emma could tell, though she hadn't said anything.

"What's the matter?" Emma asked finally, when the uncomfortable silence between them got too difficult to bear.

"What?" Beth said, feigning ignorance.

"Beth, I know you." Emma said, looking at her concerned, "There's something bothering you. What is it?"

Sitting on the couch, Beth sighed. She began to twirl a finger in her hair nervously and sat quietly for a few moments. Emma, growing a little concerned said, "I'm here if you need some help with... well, anything."

"I saw you and Mike on vacation," Beth said finally.

Emma sat quietly for a few moments, and then admitted, "I know. I saw you and Sarah watching us."

A few more long silent seconds passed between the two. Then Emma asked, "Did it bother you?"

Beth shrugged her shoulders slowly. Then, raising her head to look at her younger sister, she said, "It didn't bother me, exactly. Affected me would perhaps be the accurate way to put it."

Emma tilted her head and looked at her curiously.

Then Beth tried to explain, "I've been trying to figure out why all three of my sisters have found it necessary to engage in sexual relations with our brother. I know it's been going on for several weeks now. Summer is almost over, and I'm not any closer to solving the why of the situation. In fact, I was very close to becoming a part of the equation myself earlier today. Mike and I... we were in the bathroom and I... well, we didn't mean to... but..." She fell silent as the words seemed to fall out of her mouth half jumbled.

Emma sat quietly, knowing it was best to just let Beth speak. Go ahead and let her get it out in "Beth", and then try and translate it after the fact.

"I've been feeling... differently towards him, and truthfully about myself too. I mean, I've never really thought of myself as an attractive woman, but the way Mike is responding to me... Well, all this has me a bit perplexed."

Emma smiled at her. "He has had that same effect on all of us." she said finally.

Beth looked up and smiled at her. "He walked in on me in the bathroom this morning fresh out of the shower, and obviously not by accident. It was pretty apparent that he wanted to see me naked. One thing led to another and we ended up making out against the bathroom door. His... you know... slipped just barely inside me, and I..." She turned red and lowered her head again.

"Did he..." Emma started.

Beth was already shaking her head. "No, I'm still a virgin. But, using him like I did... I mean... I had my first orgasm," she said, looking Emma dead in the eye, "I've never felt anything that good."

Emma nodded her head, finally understanding. "So, what's the problem then?"

Beth looked up at her incredulously. "What's the problem? I almost let my brother take my virginity. His... you know, thing, was almost inside of me, his own sister! Sometimes, I want to tear his clothes off and just let him take me right then and there, and then other times I wonder what the hell is wrong with all of us and why aren't we locked away."

"Beth, there's nothing wrong with you," said Emma, "it's just an attraction. Did you find Mike attractive before all of this?"

She thought silently for a moment and then shrugged, "I've never really thought about it." 

"I don't really know what to tell you then." said Emma, "I've always thought of Mike as handsome. I mean, we're twins, so he's gotta be considered at least as good looking as me." She reached out and pinched Beth playfully.

Beth giggled, feeling better. "I just can't get the thought of him out of my head, you know?"

"Oh, trust me," Emma replied, giggling, "I know. We all do." 

They began to move around the house, cleaning up and chatting quietly. "So what's your favorite part of him?" Beth said, at length.

Emma stopped and looked at her curiously for a second. The look on her face told Beth that the question bordered on the idiotic. She answered, "Well, besides his cock, he's got a nice ass, and his stomach is all muscled and yummy." Emma licked her lips and grinned.

Beth giggled and conceded the point. "Okay, fair enough, but what's your favorite part of... being... with him?"

"My favorite part of fucking him you mean." Emma said, laughing, "It's okay Beth. You can say it." 

Beth returned the laugh and blushed slightly. "Fine, I'll start saying... that."

But Emma wouldn't relent. "Come on, let me hear it. Say 'I want to fuck Mike' or I won't answer the question," she said with a wicked grin on her face.

Beth blushed again and fell silent, but Emma carried on with her threat, not saying a word and headed off to clean something else. Beth sighed and shook her head.

"Okay, okay. Fine," she said. Then in not even quite what one could call a whisper, she added, "I... wanna... fuck... Mike."

"Can't hear ya," Emma said. "What was that?"

Beth shot her an angry look in jest, but Emma wouldn't give in, and cupped a hand to her ear.

"I wanna fuck my brother," Beth yelled at her, "okay?"

Emma burst out laughing, which caused Beth to start laughing as well. As the laughter subsided Emma finally started to answer the question.

"My favorite part of fucking my own brother?" she asked herself, "Now, that's a tough one. There's so much to love. I mean, he's got a great body, and he always seems to know when to be gentle and when to turn it up a notch or even plow right into you. At our most recent fuck fest, after he succumbed to our tormenting, it was like he was being driven by this powerful force that knew exactly what it wanted, and it was going to get it no matter what."

Continuing, Emma added, "It was so hot, having his strong arms positioning me and throwing me just whichever way he wanted. It felt like he could have done whatever, and I was powerless to stop him. But at the same time, he was all about giving me pleasure. I was his, totally. But, it was like he drew his pleasure from fulfilling my desire." she got a faraway look in her eyes, then said, "Wow! 'I' hadn't even thought about it like that."

Beth fidgeted in the seat that she had taken while Emma had been explaining, but then said, "Yeah, wow is right." Then went around to the couch and began to straighten pillows. "So, what do you do when he... you know... finishes."

Emma furrowed her brow, "Roll over and go to sleep? What do you mean?"

"No, I mean, when he finishes." Beth said again.

Finally understanding, Emma let out a very Beth-like, "Ohhhh."

"Do I let him come inside me?" Emma stated in a questioned tone. "That's one of my favorite parts, feeling him shoot all up in me. If not that... all over my skin, or in my mouth, especially in my mouth if not deep inside my pussy."

Beth turned and glanced at her younger sister. "Doesn't it taste bad?"

Emma chuckled. "Well, it should, I suppose. But it's Mike. I mean, it doesn't taste like chocolate or anything, sadly enough, but I love him, so somehow it doesn't."

"Did it hurt the first time?" she asked.

"The first time we fucked?" Em asked.

Beth nodded.

"It was just a little uncomfortable at first, but only for a little bit," said Emma, "He was very gentle, and didn't rush things. Both Sarah and Danni had it rough their first times from what they both told me. But Sarah coached Mike a little bit before he... took my cherry. Huh, that's the first time I thought to say that," once again, with a faraway look, then added, "That made it all the more incredible."

Beth nodded, hanging on every word and taking in all the information. She continued moving around the room and cleaning here and there with Emma, asking questions about intimacy with her brother.

Finally, seemingly having run out of questions, Beth fell silent. Emma glanced over at her. She was wearing a thin shirt and shorts, her large breasts pressing against the fabric.

"So, did my tormenting Mike with your body, bother you?" asked Emma.

Beth glanced over and then down at her breasts, remembering Emma's brazen actions towards her. She remembered her popping out a breast and licking batter off her nipple. The thought sent a tingle up her spine and she closed her eyes for a second.

"Not exactly," she finally answered.

Beth lowered her eyes again, embarrassed. Emma came over and they sat down on the couch next to her, and put a hand on her knee. "I'm sorry if I embarrassed you, Mike was being a shithead and needed to be reminded exactly who has the power, even if he does hold reign over most of the control."

Beth was shaking her head. "No, it's not that. To be honest, it was... exciting really."

Emma looked surprised, "You liked it?"

Beth nodded again, and turned to regard her. "Yeah, I guess you have a pretty persuasive tongue," she giggled.

Emma burst out laughing and hugged Beth tightly. "I love you, sis." she said, squeezing.

"I love you too," Beth replied, returning the hug, "and your tongue."

There was a noise at the door, and Sarah and Danni came in, both carrying groceries. Emma and Beth rose to help carry the party stuff in.

******

Mike stayed occupied for most of the day, cleaning, mowing, and getting the outside of the house looking spectacular. Danni came outside to chat with him while he was trimming the hedge.

"So, are you gonna be able to handle all the women that are coming tonight?" she asked.

"Hot damn, we get to stay for the festivities. You betch'a babe, just line' your pretty asses up."

"What do you mean by handle?" he said, a wry grin on his face, playing off the voice.

"No, you big goofball," Danni said, shaking her head at him. "Three sex craved sisters aren't enough for you?"

Mike laughed. "I didn't mean it like that."

"Yes we did. Or I did. HEY!"

"Honestly?" added Mike, "Having three beautiful women after me day after day is great. But I'd be fine, if all I had was you."

"Oh, you've got to be kidding me. (Gag)(Puke) Just stick with the current program, Slick.

Danni's smile widened and her heart began to beat a little faster. "Aw, thanks honey, that's so sweet. What I meant was, are you gonna be able to handle all the estrogen and silly girly things that are going to take place tonight. I didn't mean you were gonna get to fuck everyone, or anyone for that matter. This isn't a sex party for Mikey, after all."

"Whoa. Hold on a fucking minute. Nobody?"

'Down boy, I'll take care of this.'

Mike laughed again and shook his head. "I know, I know. I was kidding. I'll be fine. I'm probably going to be relegated to waiter anyway. I'm already the grounds keeper."

Danni glanced over at him and smiled. "And are you gonna be able to handle sleeping alone?"

"WHAT? We don't even get to sleep with our regular snatch? This is getting worse by the minute. You said..."

'Hang on,' thought Mike.

But that question brought Mike up short too, he hadn't thought of that. Danni couldn't very well climb into bed with her own brother with all the extra company filling every part of the house. She'd even have Megan and Lynn to keep her occupied, but Mike knew now he'd be a little concerned. It'd be strange having to sleep alone again after all that had happened.

"Damn fucking right."

"Yeah, I think so." Mike said.

"WHAT? ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FUCKING MIND? No pussy? None? DAMN IT TO HELL. A house full of pussy and we don't get any of it? SHIT, I'M GONNA..."

"What about you, though?" he asked. "You gonna be okay without all this?" he asked, gesturing to himself.

"Yeah, you tell her Stud."

Danni rolled her eyes and slapped him on the shoulder. "Okay, Mr. Fabulous."

She knew he was kidding, but there was a hint of genuine concern in his voice. She came close to him and gave him a hug, as platonically as they could manage as they were outside. 

She looked up at him as he hugged her, and said, "I'll be okay. Besides, it's just for one night."




Just the Six of Us Ch. 16



"Just one night? She can't be serious. This is a joke right. They've got some kind of scheme cooked up, and are going to surprise us, right? RIGHT?" 

"What do you think ya'll will do tonight?" Mike asked with a smile. 

Danni shrugged. "Just the regular slumber party girly stuff, I'd imagine. We'll try on lingerie, model it for each other, play with each other's boobs, beg each other to lick each other's pussies, talk about how much we love dick, and talk you into just watching us do it all. Stuff like that."

"Wait, is she serious?"

"Smartass," Mike laughed and shook his head, and went back to clipping the hedge. 

Danni laughed. "Movies, talking, maybe some swimming." she said.

"Sounds like a real hoot," Mike said.

"Hoot, my ass."

"Yeah," added Danni, "I'm sure you're going to just hate having to watch out for a bunch of nineteen to twenty-five year old girls running around in their underwear, bikinis or maybe even skinny dipping."

"Underwear, bikinis, AND skinning dipping? And no pussy? Man, you're going to be so fucking sorry when all this is..." 

"Skinny dipping?" Mike said, his interest renewed.

Danni laughed. "Stranger things have happened around here," she said with a laugh.

Mike smiled, turning back to the hedge. 

"So," she asked, changing the subject, "did you register for all the classes you wanted?"

Mike nodded, as the conversation turned more banal.

"You are so fucked... the bad way."

******

The day wore on and Mike finally finished with his self imposed chores before going back inside. He was soaked with sweat as he headed upstairs to his bathroom. He went in and pushed the door behind him and kicked off his shoes. Lifting each foot he stripped off his socks.

There was movement behind him and the door opened again. Beth came inside and glanced up.

"Oh, sorry," she said. 

Mike had his shirt around his stomach and had been in the process of lifting it off. He glanced back at her and smiled. The shirt, still soaked with sweat, was sticking to his skin, red, warm and shiny.

"Here, let me help," she said, reaching forward and pushing some fingers underneath the shirt as he turned towards her.

Their eyes locked and he raised his arms over his head as she began to roll it upwards. She helped keep it going in that direction until it was at his neck, and then helped him pop it up and over his head. He tossed it towards the hamper and felt her hands on him again.

"If you don't fuck her, I'm gonna just freak the fuck out."

Beth ran a hand along his chest, over the right pectoral and traced the muscle down and around, and over to the other muscle. Sweat glistened over his body. She ran a hand along the center line of his stomach, between his stomach muscles and to the edge of his jeans.

"So, this is kind of a dangerous room for us, huh," she said.

"Now that's the understatement of the millennium. She has no idea how dangerous right now. Damn it, if I had a direct line of communication, I'd..."

'Hush,' Mike thought.

She ran one of her hands along the top of his jeans and around, the other hand came up and moving around behind him, then pulled him close. She looked back up at him and leaned forward, lifting her face and closing her eyes as he pressed his lips to hers, his tongue beginning to dance with her own.

He broke the kiss briefly. "Yup," he said, and dove excitedly back into the kiss, his hands roaming over her back and gently squeezing her rump. She whimpered softly in his arms and smiled, his warm tongue filling her mouth.

She broke the kiss again, letting his lips move over her neck and across to the other side of her head, up to her ears and her cheeks. "Here," she said at length, her hands coming back around to the front of his jeans. "Let me help you get those off so you can take a shower."

"Get them off, and then get us off, to hell with the shower."

She popped the button on his jeans and pulled them apart, biting her lip and glancing upwards at him before pulling them out a bit, along with his underwear, and pretending to inspect the contents like a scientist.

"If this doesn't go somewhere reeeeally significant, I'm going to be reeeeally pissed."

He chuckled at her as she began to work his jeans off, slowly pulling them downwards along with his boxers.

"I know how hard it is to get these off," she joked, grinning at him.

Mike chuckled again, his pants and boxers traveling down off his hips and freeing the angry red beast that was caged within.

"Oh yeah, now we're ready."

Beth stood back up. "I think I'll go make lunch," she winked, and turned towards the door.

"WHAT...? FUCK!! Don't let her get away, Prick!!"

Mike groaned. "You are so evil," he said, coming forwards to wrap her up in his arms, his rock hard cock pressing up between the cheeks of her ass, his hands immediately groping her breasts and pressing her into the door. "If you weren't so sweet and pure, I'd pull your pants down right here and have my way with you."

"Do it Dude. That's what she wants."

Beth giggled, and then sighed as she whispered back behind herself to him, "A big part of me wants you to do just that," pushing back against him as he ground his cock into her ass. She reached around behind with a single hand and wrapped it around his dick, stroking it slowly.

"SEE...? Oh Yeah. Just keep doing that. We'll take care of..."

"God I can't wait to feel that again," she said, remembering that morning's encounter.

"Just have her bend forward."

Mike sighed and slowly extricated himself, knowing that if he didn't stop himself now, in a few more moments, neither of them would be able to.

"WHAT? SON-OF-A-BITCH. I'm gonna find a way to make you punch YOUSELF in the face. There's gotta be a bundle of nerves somewhere that I can trigger."

'Will you trust me?' Mike thought. 'Have I ever let you down?'

"Are you fucking kidding me? Constantly. Every fucking time you let one of them get away, when they're not really wanting to get away. And tonight this house is going to be wall to wall with pussy. You're working yourself into an unprecedented and perpetual case of blue balls Jack."

Mike ignored the voice. Beth turned and leaned back against the door, slowly opening her eyes, then watched her brother turn the water on.

"Better make it a cold one," she said, looking longingly at the large cock still protruding from its base. "The things that little fucker right there makes me want to do," she said, eyeing him. "Mmm."

He laughed; surprised at the way Beth had changed. He turned the water on, full cold and stepped inside as she closed the door behind herself. 

"Damn it, I thought we understood each other. I tell you to go get pussy, you go get pussy. I've already proven that I have our best interests at hard."

'That's at heart.' thought Mike.

"No, at hard, as in hard-on. Asshole."

'Calm down, buddy. I'm trying to make her want me... us, so bad that she comes to us. I can't go to her or it will look and feel like I'm forcing myself on her. It has to be something she wants to do. Just trust me.'

"She just proved she's almost overcome with thoughts of fucking us."

'Almost,' he thought, 'Just trust me. You won't regret the results.'

"SHIT, I'm so horny."

'Me too,' Mike thought as he showered in the cold water.

After several minutes, he got out feeling a bit more refreshed, but still sore from all the work he'd done. He went downstairs and heard Sarah call him from the wash room. He turned and headed through the door and peered in. She was throwing clothes into the washer from a hamper and looked back at him for a second. 

"Do you mind?" she asked, nodding at the soap in the cabinet. She had a stool that he'd made for her, so he knew perfectly well that she could reach the soap. He decided to play along anyways, though.

He reached up and over her, grabbing the jug of detergent and lowering it to the washer. He felt her hands on his stomach and smiled as she pushed past the waist band of his shorts and wrapped around his cock.

"Hey there big fella," she purred looking down into his pants.

She glanced up at him and grinned. Then dropping to her knees, she pulled his shorts down a bit to allow the 'big fella' out. As it throbbed to life, he felt her mouth swallow the tip and her tongue begin to wash over it, it's soft warmth seeping into his cock as she sucked gently, pulling him in and out of her mouth.

"Now this is more like it. Ahh, Yeah..."

He swelled to a full erection as she pumped back and forth on his cock, and he ran a hand through her hair, pulling it up off her neck. She sucked hard on him as she pulled him deep within her throat, gagging before pulling him back out. 

"We don't want you all worked up before we get all these other women in our house now, do we," she said.

She pumped his cock up and down, her mouth working over the tip and down the shaft, jerking him off as she swallowed his cock.

She pulled him back out again, "We don't want them getting any of our cock now do we." 

Mike shook his head, smiling as his sister pulled him back into his mouth, her tongue running around the tip and then down the shaft as she pulled it into her mouth farther. She sucked on him again as she pulled him deeper into her mouth, touching the back of her throat and gagging again. Then there was a sudden noise behind him and she stood quickly, as he pulled up his shorts and started straightening clothes.

"FUCK. What do I have to do to..." 

"Thanks hun," she said, dismissing him as Emma came in, handing her a pile of clothes. Mike followed her out and started to head back upstairs to let his erection subside.

Emma was on the steps in front of him and turned, smiling. "Do I need to finish what she started?" 

Mike chuckled and shook his head with a resigned sigh.

"DAMN!"

Emma leaned forward and arched her back, pushing her ass out until it was directly in front of his face. He could smell her intoxicating scent and had a sudden urge to throw her to the floor.

"Ohh, that ass. Smell that? I guess you're going to turn that down too, aren't you? Damn, we're going to have the bluest pair of balls in history before this slumber party is fucking over, and I'm going freaking fucking bat shit crazy."

She smiled at him wickedly and winked, "Aren't you gonna come get some of this?"

They both heard Beth's door open and quickly went to their respective rooms as she headed down the stairs passed them. Mike stayed there for the rest of the afternoon.

"IDIOT!!"

******

Their friends started arriving just before dinner and every one that was coming had all finally arrived by around 6:30. The house was full of yammering banter that Mike barely understood. Sarah and Sally were in the kitchen making some kind of mixed drinks. Tina, Ashley, Becca, Danni, Megan, Lynn, Beth, Susan, and Emma were all in the living room. Mike thought they sounded like a pen full of chickens.

"I wouldn't mention that to them. Not that it would make any difference now.

Mike sat on one couch, Danni's friend Lynn sitting next to him, but not paying any attention to him in the least. They were talking about boys, hairstyles, reality TV.

'Boring shit,' Mike thought. He had the remote control though, and quickly flipped to ESPN.

He kept feeling like a fifth wheel, and quickly decided that it was best to leave the room. Sarah saw him heading upstairs and called out after him, "Pizza in about twenty minutes."

"Alright," he called back down, and quickly shut his door behind him.

Back downstairs, the girls were really getting into the conversational portion of their evening. Sally was still questioning Sarah in the kitchen, demanding to know the identity of her knew lover and begging for her to share. Sarah, thoroughly enjoying having the upper hand, kept shaking her head, never giving an inch.

"Oh come on," Sally was saying. "I'll bet he'd love to have the both of us, any man would."

Sarah bit her lip to keep from bursting out laughing, or even screaming, 'Already did that!'

"Sally, I'm not gonna tell you," Sarah said, smiling wickedly.

"Then I'll just have to stalk you and find out on my own," she said with a grin.

In the other room, Ashley had begun gushing over Mike as soon as he'd disappeared. "Oh my god he is soooo cute!"

She had always been taken with Mike, and had a serious crush on him. She was a cute little redhead, small framed and almost no breasts, skinny, but still, very cute.

Emma rolled her eyes as she had been expected to, keeping up the appearances of the disgusted sister. "It's just Mike," she said, glancing over at Danni who was biting her lip and trying not to laugh.

"Come on Emma, he's so hot." Tina said. Tina was a dark-haired Asian girl, but had dyed parts of her hair purple. 

Emma made a face and glanced over. "He's my brother for crying out loud. I don't think anything about that."

Becca laughed. "He really is cute," she agreed, "but even you have to admit, he's got a great butt." she giggled, and the rest of the girls started laughing along with her.

Becca had raven black hair and was thin, though not as thin as Ashley.

Danni stopped laughing finally and turned to Becca. "I'm sure Mike is well put together, but he's our brother. We just don't look at him like that," she said as she winked at Emma.

Beth and Susan were smiling and laughing with the other girls, but were more withdrawn and talked amongst themselves more than with the others. Susan wasn't as attractive as the other girls and had brownish hair pulled back into a pony tail and wore thick glasses.

Sally was a tall blonde with a raucous laugh which could be heard throughout the house. She and Sarah came back into the living room and joined in the conversation.

Megan had short dark hair, neck length and was about Danni's height, but she had larger breasts than Danni, maybe even a little larger than Beth's. Lynn was cute, had a thin face and blonde hair, and had a small frame and small breasts. 

"He's so damn yummy," Ashley blurted out, causing everyone to burst out in laughter. 

Upstairs Mike just rolled his eyes, being perfectly able to hear all of their comments once the volume of their voices had risen above the norm.

"I think we have an opportunity here. Almost all of them down there like 'The Mike'. Why don't you go downstairs instead of hanging around up here and hiding? Besides, all the pussy is... DOWNSTAIRS, Idiot."

Mike ignored it, and a few minutes later he heard the doorbell ring. 'Pizza's here,' he thought, and had little choice but to do just that.

As eleven women crowded around the table to grab a slice of pizza and pour themselves drinks, vodka and some fruity pink stuff, Mike went to the fridge and grabbed a soda and threw a few slices of pizza on to a plate.

"Accidentally dump your drink all over the one in the white shirt." 

Knowing the voice was making a reference to Lynn, Mike thought, 'Did you evolve in my head out of an underdeveloped and handicapped third grade brain cell and end up not being able to age with me somehow or something?' Mike wondered.

"Alright, that was lame, sorry."

Mike headed to the deck to eat, and was thankful that the gaggle of girls that were still yapping their heads off inside had stayed there and had no interest in him, other than as a topic of conversation anyway.

He spent a few minutes eating his pizza in silence and decided to hop in the hot tub. He didn't really want to head upstairs, since that would involve running the gauntlet of tits and asses inside. He went over to the hot tub and glanced at the deck and the patio door. He could see the girls but without turning on any lights, and they couldn't see him in the darkness that covered the back deck.

Smiling, he stripped off his pants and turned on the water jets. The people who had owned their house previously had really splurged and installed a very nice pool and hot tub. It was very large for a hot tub, and would easily hold all the guests at the party that evening.

"This isn't a bad idea. Yeah, I like it. They'll all come out in bikinis, give us a show, and then BAM, orgy time."

'You are such an idiot.'

Mike eased himself down into the water, clad only in his boxers, and sighed in relief as the warm water began to cascade over him, massaging his muscles and relieving the stress of the work he'd done earlier.

He began to fall asleep, and was nearly out when he heard the dull murmur from inside get suddenly louder as the door opened and the girls came out, all clad in their swimsuits. Most had two piece bikinis, a couple quite skimpy, but a couple of others had modest one pieces. A few were carrying pitchers of different mixed drinks and every one of them had a glass in hand, and they were headed straight for him and the hot tub.

He suddenly realized his situation. In his boxers, in the hot tub, his sisters and their friends rapidly closing in, he was stuck and had nowhere to go. He'd just have to outlast the girls and stay out here until they went inside. Then giving it a little thought, he figured that wasn't a bad idea, since they were drinking. He didn't want to have any accidents in the pool or hot tub attributed to alcohol.

"Accidents like an accidental orgy?"

'Shut up.'

The girls all began to slide into the water, spreading out and just continued giggling. Ashley slid up next to him and he mentally rolled his eyes, but he smiled at her. Tina slid up next to him on his right side, much to his chagrin. It was getting dark out and Sarah turned on the lights to the deck to give them just enough illumination to enjoy themselves, but not enough to see under the water.

"So, are you looking forward to school starting back up, Becca?" Emma asked, taking a long drink of her cocktail.

"I'm looking forward to meeting some new guys," she said, and laughter echoed off the back of the house. As the laughter subsided, Ashley turned and looked at Mike, doe-eyed and asked, "What about you, Mike?"

"Sorry Ash, I'm not into guys," he said, and the girls burst out laughing again.

Ashley's tittering laughter echoed the longest and she slapped him on the shoulder. "You're so funny."

There was a long silence and finally Danni broke it. "Let's play something. I know it sounds so Jr. High, but I think it'll be fun."

"Truth or dare!" all the girls shouted in unison, causing even Mike to chuckle.

'Now, how planned did that look?' Mike thought.

"Now we're talking."

Sarah waved her hands for a second to quiet everyone down. "Sounds fun, but first and foremost, don't try and make any of us do anything to family." They all agreed that family was out of bounds and agreed to not dare anything of the sort.

"FUCK. That takes most of my fun out of ANY game."

"So who goes first?"

Several sets of hands pointed at Mike who began shaking his head and waving his hands. "I didn't intend to join in on any of your party stuff, I was just going to have a soak. You girls go ahead."

"Awww, come on," several of them said. 

"Come on, Mike, it'll be fun," Emma said, winking. "Besides, you did all the cleanup work on the back yard, pool and the deck, it's only fair. Please?" she asked, and pouted.

Ten other heads turned and looked at him and began pouting simultaneously and he started chuckling. He waved his arms in surrender and nodded his head. "Okay, okay, I'll play."

"So does it matter who I choose first?" he asked, glancing around the hot tub. Sarah shook her head. 

"Just start with Ashley," she said, winking at the tiny red head.

Mike glared at her briefly but turned to Ashley, "Truth or dare?"




Just the Six of Us Ch. 16



"Dare!" she yelled, a little too quickly and loudly, causing the rest of the girls to giggle. Mike thought for a moment.

"Make her give you head!"

'No.'

"Make her show you her tits!" 

'She doesn't have any tits.'

"Oh right. Well, make her kiss Becca."

'No.'

"Fuck, well make her do SOMETHING resembling anything worth watching you shithead!"

Mike laughed inwardly, then smiling to Ashley he said, "I dare you to dive in the pool and swim across and back, then you can get back in the hot tub."

The other girls all agreed that this was a lame dare, but Ashley shrugged and got out anyway. She wiggled in her light blue bikini as she crawled from the hot tub, and then headed over to the pool. 

Mike winked at Becca when she looked at him questioningly, "I know what I'm doing." he said as Ashley leapt into the pool.

When she surfaced, she came up sputtering and screamed. "Oh, God that's so fucking cold!"

All the girls burst out laughing as she jumped out and leapt back into the hot tub, almost cuddling up next to Mike this time. He was laughing pretty hard and she thumped him on the shoulder weakly.

"Paybacks are a bitch, Mike," she said, glancing up. 

"Sorry Ash, I just couldn't help it. I topped off the pool this afternoon and the heater hasn't been on in months. I knew it'd feel like it was freezing coming straight out of the hot tub."

Ashley was shivering even slid right up against Mike, who relented and put an arm around her to warm her back up.

"Your turn," Megan said to Ashley. 

She briefly glared at Mike, but thought better of making him do anything that would remove his arm from around her and take him from her side.

"Becca," she said, indicating the girl sitting next to her. "Truth or dare."

"Truth." she said. 

All the girls let out a disappointed 'Awwww.'

"Alright, fine then, dare."

Ashley thought for a second and then smiled, "Stand on a chair and do the chicken dance."

Becca began to turn red and started to shake her head. She was very shy and this would be pretty hard for her to do.

"So what's the penalty if someone fails the dare?" Emma asked.

"Drink," Sally declared. Everyone else agreed and they made the penalty a five second drink of the cocktails they had made.

Becca groaned, but slid out of the water. "Ya'll this is so dumb," she said but stood on the indicated chair as the other girls and Mike began to clap and hum the chicken dance.

Becca covered her face and began to laugh as she wiggled her hips and flapped her arms like a chicken as everyone began to laugh and applaud.

She quickly jumped back into the water and covered her face briefly, then turned to Lynn, who was beside her.

Lynn was dared to sing and in turn, she dared Emma. Then it was Danni, and Megan, Susan, and then Beth, who dared Sally and then Sarah, and then finally it came all the way around to Tina. 

Sarah had a wicked look on her face as she tried to think of a suitable dare. Up until now, the dares had been tame, dancing, singing, embarrassing each other.

So to liven things up, Sarah said, "I dare you to kiss Becca for five seconds."

"Woo-Hoo! Girl on Girl...! Yeah, get it started Sarah. Atta girl! orgy time!"

Mike groaned inwardly. The girls were cackling in laughter and Becca was turning bright red, as was Tina. Tina wimped out, however, and took the five second drink of the cocktail instead. As she set the pitcher back down on the side of the hot tub, she sat back and began to sway a little, her eyes going glassy and a soft, "whoa," passing her lips.

The girls giggled and Becca turned to Sarah. "How much alcohol is in that?"

"Tons," Sarah giggled, and the others filled the back yard with the sounds of laughter.

Tina shook herself back to reality and looked at Mike. "Truth," he said, not willing to subject himself to getting out, lest they see his boxers, and quite possibly, his dick peeking through or even out.

Disappointment sounded throughout the backyard, but Mike wouldn't budge. Tina thought for a second, swaying gently, then asked, "How many girls have you had sex with?"

Danni, who was taking a drink from her glass, spat it out in surprise, and laughter bounced off every structure in the backyard. Mike began to turn red and glanced over first at Danni, then Emma, and finally Sarah. They were laughing so hard they couldn't see straight.

"Wait, what kind of sex are we talking about," he asked. 

That made all the girls laugh even harder and louder. Then he realized after he'd asked the question that the type of sex didn't matter. He'd only had sex with three women, and only had oral sex with those same three as well.

"Whatever," he said, shaking his head, "three."

Ashley chose a dare, and as she did, the girls made a new rule that they were just playing dare now. "I dare you to kiss Emma," Mike said quickly, knowing full well what he'd wanted to dare next.

Ashley turned slightly red, but knew that she'd likely pass out if she had to chug any more of the powerful alcoholic concoction that Sarah had made. Emma was glaring at her brother, a smirk on her face but she leaned forward and took the decision out of Ashley's hands. She grabbed both sides of her face and quickly pulled her face to her own, kissing her full on the lips and drawing a squeal of surprise from Ashley. Again, laughter echoed around the backyard.

Emma sat back and quickly decided to change the rules. "Let's just say that you can dare whoever you want to now. It'll get boring if we just keep going around in a circle."

Ashley sat back and briefly pouted as Mike scooted to allow her in, but without returning his arm around her shoulder.

"Okay," Ashley said, and looked around the pool.

Mike smiled and sat back, thoroughly pleased with himself. He felt Ashley next to him and then her hand suddenly on his leg. She squeezed it gently, causing Mike's cock to begin to stir.

'Oh, shit no,' he thought.

"Oh, HELL yeah. Let'em get a good look at..."

'Shut up.'

Ashley was a little irritated with Mike, and quickly decided to see how difficult she could make things on him. First he'd admitted he'd been with other girls. Now he'd asked her to kiss someone besides him! The nerve!

Ashley glanced around the pool and quickly judged who had the largest breasts. It was a tie between and Beth and Megan, and she quickly chose Megan as the obvious choice to "release the girls".

"Megan," she said, turning and facing the brunette. "I dare you to take off your top."

The girls cackled and clapped. Megan, as wild as Danni used to be, didn't mind at all removing her clothes, as alcohol always loosened her already loose inhibitions. She shrugged between giggles as she looked over at Mike and winked. "Don't strain your eyes now," she said as she sat on the edge of the hot tub and reached behind, freeing her massive breasts.

"Oh... My... God."

Mike tried, quite unsuccessfully, to pry his eyes from them. The girls went into a laugh fest, and finally had to shake him back to reality.

"Sorry," he muttered with a grin at Megan. 

She laughed and whispered something to Danni, who winked at Mike, mirth ringing her eyes.

Megan grinned and looked back at Ashley. She hadn't minded the dare, but was determined to get the little devil back for it. "I dare you to remove your top, Ashley."

Ashley hadn't thought of that, and started to reach for the pitcher, but then changed her mind and sat on the edge of the hot tub. She kept glancing at Mike as he pointedly looked anywhere but at her, as she reached to her back and untied the knot in her bikini top. She smiled as he glanced around after tossing her top to the floor, her small pink nipples hardening quickly in the cool air. She slid back into the water and quickly replaced her hand on Mike's leg.

She looked around the pool and smiled at Beth. Beth was still giggling as she saw Ashley looking at her, and immediately began shaking her head. Ashley giggled and nodded. "I dare Beth, to remove her top."

Beth turned red and shook her head, reaching for the pitcher and taking 'a five.' She was physically larger than Tina, and it didn't have quite the same effect on her as it did the smaller girl. She swayed slightly and slid back into the water, licking her full lips and looking around. She giggled at Susan and dared her to kiss Megan. Susan was quiet, and a bit of a dork, but she looked sexy enough in a bathing suit. She leaned over and quickly kissed Megan.

Susan chose Sally and dared her to kiss Sarah, and she did, quickly. Sally in turn, dared Becca to take her top off, but the thin girl was too shy and took 'a five' of the cocktail as well.

Mike felt Ashley's hand roaming under the water and suddenly, it was in his lap, squeezing his now rock hard erection. Mike bit his lip and froze, glancing over at her. She smiled innocently at him and carefully pulled his dick out through the hole in his boxers, then gently began to rub the length of his shaft.

"Fucking A, Dude. Now we're getting somewhere. We're going to get some pussy yet."

The girls kept daring each other to remove pieces of their swim suits and kiss each other, and pretty much ignored Mike for a several minutes, except for a couple of kisses from his sisters' friends, and one having rub her boobs in his face. A couple were dared to fondle each other's breasts, and Sally even accepted to have Megan lick up her pussy. Pretty soon all the girls were naked, when the dare came back to Emma.

After she kissed Tina, she looked at Beth. "I dare you to sit on Mike's lap."

Mike groaned and weighed his options. He hoped that Beth wouldn't go through with the dare, but much to his chagrin he saw that she was tipsy enough to do just that. He quickly looked over at Danni for help, but she just shrugged and smiled at him. She had a grin on her face, and quickly understood that he'd gotten erect from all the now naked bodies in the water.

Beth grinned as she came over, and Mike felt Ashley struggling to get his dick back in his pants, and he pushed her hand away and quickly just got it back in his drawers as Beth sat down.

Beth bit her lip to hide her grin as she felt his hard cock pressing into her butt cheeks, but leaned back and lay down on his chest. Ashley was laughing uncontrollably at his discomfort of having his naked sister sitting on what she knew was her own brother's erection, and glad to finally have her revenge.

Beth laid her head back and put her mouth next to his ear. "Sorry, baby." She leaned forward again and as she did, the head of his cock slid upwards and pressed into the crease of her pussy. She bit her lip and covered the movement by leaning farther forwards and lifting slightly to get her drink. Mike's cock floated upwards through the slit in his boxers and Beth felt it as she gently sat down, feeling it pushing gently upwards and finally sliding forwards, as she sat down directly on top of it.

"Fuck her, fuck her now."

The game continued for a few more rounds as Beth took every opportunity to gently massage her brother's cock with her pussy lips, relishing every time that it desperately tried to penetrate her. She would lean forward slightly, stretch her arms and neck and let Mike rub his hands on her shoulders, and then ease herself backwards, his cock sliding up her slit and sometimes gently pushing at her lips, only to slip past a second later and rub against her clit.

No one seemed to notice, other than their sisters, who had no doubts whatsoever as to what was going on just beneath the water of the hot tub. Finally, Emma let Beth resume her original seat. The game had gone several more rounds and it came back to Tina. She knew that Ashley had a huge crush on Mike and drunkenly decided to "help."

"Ash, I dare you to sit on Mike's lap." She was still swaying slightly from side to side as tried to focus on Ashley. 

The thin red-head giggled excitedly, unable to contain her enthusiasm and stood, her small breasts poking outwards, nipples hard in the cool air.

She sat down on him and he immediately felt her hand rummaging around for his cock again. It was poking downwards between her legs and she quickly began massaging it back and forth as he kept whispering for her to cut it out. She just giggled and gently shook her head.

Mike groaned as he felt her pull his cock upwards and rub it on her pussy and not being subtle about it either, causing the water to ripple repeatedly with her efforts. Mike didn't know what to do other than hold as still as possible. In short order he soon found that was a mistake as well.

"What do mean 'don't know what to do'? Let her fuck you, asshole. She wants it, you want it, I want it, and all the girls already know all about it. It's all part of the fun that comes with the game, no pun intended. What's the fucking harm in it? Lay back and enjoy, Prick."

Suddenly, he felt a different type of warmth. The envelopment of his member by flesh made him realized that she'd managed to ease his cock into her channel. She gently but quickly slid down his length as his body pushed all the way up and inside her out of instinct. She made only three short passes up and down his length when her body shuddered in orgasm.

"Oh, Yeah..."

Apparently, as she had been "handling" Mike, she had been frigging herself with her other hand, and had already brought herself close to coming, and it was all suddenly too much for Mike. He pushed her gently aside, removing his member from her convulsing pussy. As he did, the head of his shaft glanced her clit, and she bucked in one last spasm with a gasp.

He stood quickly, his cock poking through his shorts and looking enormous, engorged and as angry as a dragon that had been disturbed. Leaping out of the hot tub, he bolted for the house and upstairs to the shower, reaching immediately for the cold water. 

"YOU FUCKING IDIOT!! That was the single most brainless thing you have ever done."

The laughter from outside told him all he needed to know. The girls were shocked, but couldn't really blame Ashley for what she'd done. She was drunk as were they all, and had always had a huge crush on Mike. Therefore, given the opportunity, she had made the most of it.

Emma, Danni, Sarah, and Beth however, all felt the sharp stab of jealousy as they realized what she had done, but they couldn't very well say anything without giving away the family secret, and that was the last thing they could do. As a result, they just played along with their guests, laughing and joking that Ashley had been able to 'get her some' of Mike.

Mike jumped into the shower and let the cold water shock him back to reality. After a few minutes and clearing his head, he got out of the shower to latch the door and propped the hamper under the door handle to prevent anyone from entering. Then he climbed back under the spray and let the water course over his body and cool the heat coursing through his veins.

He glanced out over the shower door at the clock. It was near midnight so he got out and headed to his room. After getting dressed for bed and climbing between his sheets, he lay there listening to the murmur of the girls still in the hot tub. After a while, he heard them gather themselves, and return to the house.

*******

He listened as the noise level diminished over time, then quietly climbed out of bed and exited his room and made his way downstairs. He glanced at the couch as he came into the living room and Tina was passed out there. He went to peek in on Sarah, and she and Sally were snoring quietly together in her bed. He headed quietly back upstairs and took a peek into Emma's room where he saw three more sleeping forms and quietly closed the door.

Then he headed to Danni's room. Glancing in, he found three girls inside sleeping quietly, so he closed the door behind himself again. Finally he headed to Beth's room. He slowly opened the door enough to see Susan laying in bed and Beth next to her. He quietly closed the door and headed back to his own room, satisfied that all the girls were safe and hadn't passed out in the hot tub.

"Eleven drunk, hot and horny females filling every bed and couch in this house except ours, and we couldn't get laid? Now they're all passed out. This is really lame man. I'm going to hunt up that bundle of nerves that's connected to your fucking reasoning center, literally. There has got be a malfunction in the circuitry."

As Mike lay back down in his bed, he heard a sound coming from down the hall. Then the sound turned into soft footsteps and the door to his room swung slowly and quietly open.

"Wait a minute. Hold everything. Don't fucking move, bro. You may have just been given a reprieve and a second chance. If so, you better not fuck this one up Dude."

Mike could barely make out a slender form in the door before it closed. He felt the mattress shift as whoever it was came forwards and practically jumped on him. She was heavier than Ashley and a little larger too, as the redhead was waifish.

The girl now in his bed was soft and warm, and pressing into his chest as he felt lips press into his cheek, searching for his own. He ran his hand along her back and down to her ass. It was firm, but not muscular, so it wasn't Emma, or any of her friends.

He ran a hand up her back and through her hair. He felt her lips press into his and felt her breasts pushing into his chest. Her tongue was warm, excited and searching his mouth for his, as she found it; they danced in each other's mouths. 

Mike gently turned her over and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her tight up against himself as she whimpered in his arms, her lips locked on his for a second before he broke the kiss and ran his lips down her neck to her chest.

He gently lifted her up and pulled her top off, her breasts spilling free and into his waiting hands. He leaned down and met her nipple with his tongue, drawing it forth and into his mouth, biting gently and smiling as it responded to his probing. Moving over to the other breast, he pulled that nipple inside and sucked gently, his tongue running circles around it as well.

The mystery woman reached down and grabbed onto his already throbbing and hardened cock. As she gently began to massage up and down its length Mike moaned as he felt her hand on his shaft, warm and soft, gently massaging every inch. She stroked him up and down and with her other hand she pulled at his boxers, freeing his cock completely and pushed his boxers as far down as she could.

He kicked them to the end of his mattress and hurriedly began to pull her underwear off. 'Sarah?' he thought, as it almost had to be her. She'd probably woken up when he'd gone downstairs.

"I... don't think so Dude. But we don't give a shit who it is. It's pussy, ain't it?"

He felt her hand on his ass gently try and push him upwards, begging his cock towards her mouth. She moaned excitedly as he complied, and then began licking the tip of his cock, and pulling him into her mouth. She started to bob up and down on it, her tongue working in circles around the tip, and tasting his pre-cum. 

She was pumping his cock into her mouth with both hands, stroking quickly and bobbing her head up and down as he knelt over her. As he glanced down to see his cock re-enter her mouth, her face caught the dim moonlight coming from the window as it angled to take him deeper. He was shocked to see that it wasn't Sarah.

"I told you! I was expecting one of the strays, though. This is better. The angel has arrived."

"Beth!" he whispered. She looked up at him and winked, pulling his cock back into her mouth as she pumped it, as if she wanted him to come right then and there.

He pulled out and dropped his face to hers, kissing her quickly, excitedly, and their tongues began dancing again. He felt her pulling him towards her pussy, desperately yearning for his pulsing cock to be inside her.




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He knelt between her legs and gently ran his cock up and down her slit, looking up at her. "Are you ready?" he asked.

She smiled as she nodded, then kissed him long and hard as she ran her fingers through his hair. Breaking the kiss, she said, "Oh Mike, I've never ever wanted anything more," she rasped, pulling him forcefully towards her. "I'm aching for you, and I don't want you to have anyone else until you've had me. Just... just..."

"I know," Mike said, leaning forwards for another kiss. "I promise, I won't hurt you."

He eased his cock into her slit, gently rubbing the wetness up and down, before sliding forwards until the head of his shaft met the familiar barrier that he'd felt when making love to Emma. 

Beth closed her eyes as she felt her brother's cock at the very door of her virginity, and then there was a slight flash of pain. She winced as he thrust slowly into her, gently pushing his way past and stopping as she needed him to.

"Okay, a little more." she said.

He began to thrust gently deeper, then pulled out slowly, and with each thrust, her pain obviously began to subside. He knew that she was finally okay when she began to moan softly in pleasure instead of pain. He continued to take it slow, however, and kept pumping gently in and out of his sister's pussy.

Beth moaned audibly, finally understanding what her sister's had been enjoying so much, and vowing to enjoy it just as much and as often as they did. Mike felt huge inside her; though she knew he was perhaps just slightly above average. His cock seemed to angle just right within her channel to hit one of several very sensitive spots, and with every thrust her pleasure increased and her pain subsided.

She began to feel another orgasm building in her, like the one she'd had that morning but this one obviously more powerful, and perhaps even more satisfying. Subconsciously she began to dig her nails into his back and bite her lip as she spread her legs wider and pulled at his body, wanting nothing else but for it to become a part of her own. 

Mike began to take longer, slower strokes as he felt the walls of her pussy start to contract. She moaned quietly beneath him as he continued to piston himself inside her womanhood, his cock twitching with sweet delight each time she took in every satisfying inch, the full length drawing a mountain of ecstasy from within both of them as he bottomed out. She began rocking her hips, and bucking as he thrust into her and increased his speed. After several minutes of absolute bliss, she found what turned out to be the beginning of her climax as finally his orgasm released itself into her. 

"Oh, god yes, baby, right... (gasp) there," she moaned, as her orgasm hit her. It didn't erupt, then subside or pass, though, but latched itself on to her senses and refused to let go.

Mike's shaft spewed hot cum deep inside her. She knew exactly how dangerous this was, but she didn't care. She'd wanted it inside her. She wanted to feel him deep inside her and her brother's semen filling her as his body emptied itself into her. 

Finally, after Mike had stopped squirting his warm, gooey fluid deep into her pussy, he collapsed on top of her. Her cunt however kept convulsing around his shaft, seemingly trying to milk it as if just in case he wasn't completely spent. Her orgasm didn't seem to want to end, and she just kept coming.

"I love you." he said, smiling and kissing her again.

"Oh, god I... (gasp) love you too, Mike," she said, smiling and returning his kiss. Then surprising him, she rolled him over, her pussy still grasping at his shaft.

"Damn it, I love this fuckin family."

"Can you... go again?" she asked, not feeling as though she was finished, but not knowing exactly what else to do, or to do about it.

"Hell yeah, we can go again."

Mike had determined that she'd found herself in the grips of post-orgasmic-spasms just as he'd seen Sarah experience on a small scale, but Beth's had apparently taken over her wanton need. He wanted to comply but was forced to answer, "I don't know."

"Well I'm going to see." Beth said, "Wow," she said, giggling with delight, her face becoming red and actually almost glowing. It was flushed from her orgasm, but her body continued to shudder atop him, one right after another.

"I haven't gone down yet," he pointed out, "and you're so beautiful, and... arousing. God you are so sexy. But it's going to take me longer to come."

"Oh, I can...(gasp) ride you," she said, as she continued sliding up and down on his still rigid shaft, "for as long as it takes. Oh... yeah. I don't know what... you've (gasp) done to me, or... what these are, but I'm gonna find... (gasp) out... OH, sweet angels of mercy, Mike... oh yes. OH... Damn it, that's so good... I've never... (GASP)! Oh god Mike... That is like nothing..." she said, kissing him full on the mouth, her tongue again searching his out while still giggling with excitement as she humped and hunched her pelvis repeatedly onto his own as fast as a hula dancer shakes side to side, thrusting her pussy down onto the base of his shaft. 

"That's right. Yeah, baby! Ride that cock. Ride it to your heart's content!" 

"Ah, fuck me," Mike groaned to himself, not realizing he had done so out loud. 

"Oh... baby, I'm (gasp) going to," she said almost breathless, as she ground her breasts into his chest and worked her pelvis to pull him in and out of her pussy, "you just... lay there and hold still. This... (gasp) might take a little while, I... (gasp) hope," as she began to ride him faster and harder. "Oh, God... yes... (GASP) MIKE. I... (GASP), God, I...(GASP) love you."

"Whoa, she's really enjoying this, isn't she. She could be the wildest of them all."



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 Author's note: 

First, I'm sorry that it took so long, but I didn't want to shovel out a pile of crap. 

Second, I'm having a contest. I'm coming up with blanks for Ashley's brother. I need a good name and I need suggestions. As a thank you from my editor and I, we've agreed to immortalize one lucky reader and name him after you. Send me a feedback email to mentalcase22@hotmail.com, with a return address, you name, and a great reason that I should name Ashley's brother after you. 

Thirdly, I welcome all comments and suggestions, but threats don't work against me at all. I was warned by "Anonymous" that if anyone caught Mike besides one of the sisters, all of my chapters would get 1 star, cache cleared and then repeated. I am tickled that my stories get high ratings, but if I only got 3 stars, I'd still be writing. I don't do this for the stars, I do it for the feedback. I love knowing that I've helped people, and for the email from the young woman with the sexual problem that I've helped, you touched me, sincerely. You guys are the reason that I write this stuff. So to the girl named O. this chapter is for you.

Fourth, I deliberately changed the scene right after Mike and Beth got together, when Mike gets "interrupted" just to spite "Anonymous." You guys will know exactly what I mean. It actually worked out better and was funnier than the way I originally had it.

Lastly, keep sending feedback, suggestions and dislikes/likes, but send me a return address so I can get back to you. Keep checking my profile for updates. On with the erotica! 

Thanks to ZexWizzard for you edits and suggestions.





Chapter 17

Mike didn't know how these post-orgasmic-spasms functioned, but Beth had evidently worked her body well past them and was quickly approaching a final climax. Having already come himself, he certainly wasn't going to do so again before she did, but she had successfully brought him back to full arousal.

Damn, she was hot.

As she continued riding his cock, she sat up from off his chest to get, what in the language of 'Beth' would be called, full extension on her up stroke, in order to receive full penetration on her thrust downward.

"Oh, God... Mike, you feel so good... (GASP)... OH, YES." her breasts bouncing in the air with every thrust she made down on his rock hard cock. "Oh, Oh... yeah baby... Damn it, that's so... (GASP) good." she cried as she thrust back down on his cock with her orgasm nearing. 

Mike grabbed her hips and pulled her down onto his throbbing meat, forcing its tip as deep inside her as it would go. She moaned when she felt it bottom out as his crown introduced itself to the entrance of her cervix. The muscles of her vagina obliged by contracting around his entire shaft as his actions triggered her climax.

She threw her head back as she did and gasped for air once more, her beautiful breasts bouncing all the more from the force of its impact. "Oh, GOD... (GASP) Michael... YES," she cried in a whispered squeal as her climax engulfed her, causing her entire body to shudder. 

Arching her back as two more waves of ecstasy hit, her orgasm then washed over her as she enjoyed every sensation, rocking back and forth greedily to claim every little twinge. After a few more spasms, she collapsed back onto his chest, him still rock hard inside of her.

Then, while she was messaging his shaft with the aftershocks being experienced by her womanhood, and before she could finish him again, a sound came from behind the door in the hallway beyond, causing them both to freeze. Someone was just outside his door, listening.

As quickly as she could inside her spent condition, she slid off the bed and grabbed her night shirt. Pulling it on hurriedly, she ducked under his bed.

Mike leapt from the sheets and flew to his computer, which was thankfully still on and online, just as a knock came from the door a second later. He quickly turned on the screen and clicked to the first porn website in his favorite's collection.

As a chick getting fucked doggy style popped into view on the screen, he turned towards his door and softly answered, "Yeah?"

"FUCK! Don't answer it, dumbass." 

Mike mentally reprimanded himself, as the voice had been right, just as the door creaked open slightly causing Mike to grimace. A slender face with red hair poked through the opening.

Ashley's expression changed to that of confusion as she saw him sitting at the computer desk, and asked, "Can I... come in?"

Mike looked down realizing he was still naked, complete with a hard-on that was still pleading for attention in his lap. He leapt from the chair, grabbed a blanket from his bed and wrapped it around himself.

"Ash... it's late." he said, turning back to the door.

He glanced down at the darkness beneath his bed and saw a flicker of movement as Beth pulled her feet further under the bed.

"I'm sorry Mike, I didn't mean to...," she started.

Mike, even though he knew he should be acting embarrassed, really didn't care that she thought he'd been jerking off. In fact, he hoped that's exactly what she did think. He waved his hand dismissively, and a sudden idea struck him.

"Hell's bells, man. No, No, No... don't say it. She's gonna want... You can't fuck the little psycho nymph right here, right now, with hot, fresh fucked wet pussy still underneath your bed."

"I'm sorry I stopped you earlier," he said, "in the hot tub I mean. I kept thinking about it and kept wishing that I could have... done more," he said, feeling pretty good about his cover since he was winging it. "I just got so turned on and needed to finish."

"You are such an idiot"

A wide smile played across her face, and she stepped forwards suddenly. "So, you wanted to fuck me?" she asked, reaching for his blanket.

'Oh... SHIT,' he thought.

Mike realized that the voice had been right, and this might not have been the best idea after all, especially now that she was now in his room with the door closed leaving Beth with no way out. He forced himself to try and think of sexless thoughts. 'Dead puppies, dead kittens, clowns with...'

"Beth's lips wrapped around your cock, bending Sarah over the washer, Emma's tight ass... You started this, might as well make the most of it and see where it takes us." 

"Shut the fuck up!" Mike barked, out loud, drawing a confused, almost hurt look from Ashley.

"Wha...?" she asked.

"I wasn't..." he started, "I'm sorry, this is just embarrassing."

She looked at him confused and moved to sit on his bed.

"So, you were so turned on that you had to jerk yourself off? Why didn't you just come wake me up?" she asked as she began pulling her t-shirt off.

"Ashley..." he started, having absolutely no idea what he was going to say next.

"Mike, come on... you can fuck me, I want you to," she said, pulling the shirt completely off then reaching for her panties. "I like you. I like you a lot," she said, as she discarded her panties and reached for his hand.

"Since when does that matter, just fuck her."

"Ashley, I like you too," Mike said, thinking fast again. "I just think we need to take it slow."

She looked at him, dumbfounded. "Mike..."

He looked around the room, trying to think of what else to say, or where to go from here.

"Well, you're not going to get rid of her, without fucking her... or hitting her in the head with something heavy."

'What the fuck is wrong with you,' he thought quickly.

"Then fuck her, idiot. That's the only way out now."

'Beth is under the bed, asshole.'

"You can fuck her again after you finish this one off."

"Mike," she said, standing in front of him, her nipples hard and sticking out from her diminutive breasts. "You've already been inside me, in the hot tub."

"I can't," he started, then putting into words the only thing that came to mind, he added, "I already finished, and I can't get it up right now."

"Like she's going to believe that."

He pried his eyes off her body, and bit his lip as she pushed the blanket from off his shoulders and pulled it from his body, revealing the angry red tower in his lap.

"Then what do you call that monster, huh?" she said, reaching for him. "If that is your normal state of flaccid, I'm already in love with your erection."

"We wish!"

Mike put his hand up to stop her, and said, "Ashley, please."

She ignored him, though, and still staring at his rock hard erection she reached forward and wrapped her hands around it.

"Aww, yeah."

"Mike, honey, I just need to feel this inside me again, please," she said, and looked up at him with the cutest little pout on her face.

Mike groaned as she leaned forwards, lowering her face towards his cock and dropping to her knees.

"Just let it happen, Dude."

He groaned as he felt her mouth close around the head of his cock, her tongue washing over the tip. Underneath the bed, Beth snaked a hand out and pinched his leg as hard as she could.

"Ouch!" he yelled, and the sudden leap pushed his cock deep into Ashley's throat, upon which she gagged, then off his shaft.

"Mike, what the fuck?" she yelled, and fell back as he bolted from the room.

In the hallway, he bowled into Megan, Lynn, and Becca. They collapsed in a heap as Mike desperately tried to extricate himself. He felt a hand brush against his cock as all three girls squealed in surprise.

"Wow," one of them said as another hand grabbed his cock. Pulling himself carefully from whoever's grip, Mike got to his feet and ran downstairs.

"Where the hell are you going, idiot? You're naked."

With Mike not thinking straight, he just ran out the back door. Looking around, he finally just dived into the pool and sunk himself to the bottom, letting the cold water do what nothing else would. After coming up for air he swam to the side of the pool. Turning his attention back to the house he could hear several feminine voices coming from inside, but he couldn't make them out.

"I... I just... I have no words. You've really outdone yourself this time Slick."

'Just shut up.'

He stood in the cold water for a few minutes waiting for his erection to subside completely. The whole house was awake by that point with half drunk, half asleep women yammering to each other about what may or may not have happened.

Well, there was no getting out of this. He could think of nothing to explain it away.

Then he thought to himself, and the voice, 'You know what?

"No, I really don't. What?"

"Fuck it.'

"Fuck what, wait a second...Mike... you okay buddy?" 

The voice sounded suddenly and genuinely concerned as Mike pulled himself up out of the pool, his naked body covered with beads of water. He walked towards the back door. There were several of the girls inside the living room and they all turned, wide eyed and mouths agape as he walked in. 

"Mike..." Sarah said, covering her mouth. 

Besides her, Sally had her eyes locked on Mike's wet and dripping, but still impressive package. It wasn't completely flaccid, but still held the amount of rigidity that guys secretly wish it would stay all the time. Floppy, but still somewhat enlarged, as if it was saying 'Look, I'm completely flaccid and I'm still huge!'

Tina had risen from her spot on the couch and was staring wide eyed at him as he passed. The other girls in the house were in the kitchen, mouths agape and eyes wide as he headed upstairs. Ashley had pulled her panties and shirt back on, and Beth was just making her way downstairs, having extricated herself from under the bed and successfully snuck out of his room in the confusion. 

He passed her on the stairs and she made a point of not looking at him.

"Great, now you've done it, you idiot. You've gone and pissed off our brand new pussy, first rattle out of the box. No pun intended."

Mike went upstairs as the girls laughter echoed up through the house from down below. 

'I think that should have ended better,' he thought as he closed the door behind himself.

"YA THINK? Which part? You flashing your cock at a house full of women, you fucking your sister, or the impromptu frigid skinny dip you decided to take?"

'Take your pick,' he thought, lying in his bed. 'Beth's angry now over Ashley, and there's no telling what havoc my walk upstairs has caused with the other girls. I honestly don't know what I'm gonna do now.'

"Normally, I'd say something to make you go get some pussy, but honestly, I think we've had enough embarrassment for one night. I vote you get some sleep, and then tomorrow you can fuck all of them."

'Yeah, I think you're right, for once... about the sleep anyway.' He turned over and crawled under his sheets, pulling them up to his chest. But sleep would be long in claiming him.

He had really done it. All the events leading up to the last half hour kept replaying themselves in his mind. He'd made love to all four of his sisters. It wasn't guilt he was feeling, but something different. Maybe an odd sense of accomplishment is what it was. 

They all felt different toward him though, and he had a special connection with each of them. He naturally began to wonder what the future held. What if one of them did get pregnant? He knew enough about genetics to know there were risks. Would they keep it? Wouldn't someone get suspicious about the father? Maybe he should start insisting on wearing a condom.

"Blasphemer!"

He'd have to insist they all go on birth control. Another thought crossed his mind as he lay in the darkness. How was he going to keep all four women pleased? School was starting very soon and he wouldn't have time to nap after each session, not to mention having to study and actually attend classes. And what the hell was he going to do about Ashley now?

"Fuck her, idiot."

'You're supposed to be sleeping.'

While Ashley did look to be extremely fun in bed, and he'd always heard redheads were, he didn't harbor any actual feelings for her. He'd known that she'd always had a thing for him as long as Emma and she had been friends. She'd been so eager to please him, it was almost sad. If he wasn't such an honorable guy, he could probably get her to do whatever the hell he wanted.

"Now you're seeing things my way."

Hopefully the rest of the girls visiting would just pass off the nights events as drunken party antics and forget about it. He wondered briefly which one had started rubbing his cock when he'd piled into Megan, Lynn, and Becca. What the hell were they doing out there anyway? He and Beth had been making too much noise, probably.

'Oh shit,' he thought, wondering if they'd heard any vocal clues as to who he was actually fucking. He didn't really hold any hope for them believing it was him just jerking off. That thought struck him as strange, hoping someone thought you were jerking off.

Mike's thoughts just kept wandering, but finally he drifted off to sleep.

******

Dawn came and glared at him through the window, demanding that he get up and stop all this fucking around in bed. Mike raised the middle finger of one hand flipping off the persistent sun. He just lay there a moment like that, letting his 'sign language' do his talking for him, illuminated by the morning light.

Eventually he began to stir and stomped towards the upstairs bathroom. Surprisingly it was empty and he went in, locking the door behind him and showered quickly. Emma was coming out of her room as he finished and headed back towards his room.

"Morning," she yawned, coming up to give him a hug. He loved how warm and soft she felt, the sound of her breathing, her soft, small but firm breasts pushing into his chest.

'Stop it,' he thought to himself, and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, broke the hug, and headed for his room again. "Morning," he called behind himself as she turned for the bathroom. He closed his door and got dressed.

Beth was in the kitchen with Sarah and a few of the other girls, all making breakfast smoothies. He grumbled to himself and headed to the cabinet for a bowl of cereal. He'd been hoping for a real breakfast made by Sarah, or even better, Beth.

Beth glanced up at him and looked away quickly. 'Great,' he thought, 'I've gotta make some time to talk to her,' he decided.

"Morning sweetie," Sarah said, coming over and kissing his forehead.

He nodded curtly and spooned some cereal into his mouth. An uncomfortable silence fell over the kitchen as the rest of the girls entered and spied Mike sitting quietly, shoveling cereal into his mouth.

The stillness of the kitchen was eventually broken by the normal idle chatter. The girls spoke about anything but what had happened last night. Whether out of embarrassment or they just didn't remember, Mike didn't know. He was thankful either way. He stood after a few minutes and retreated upstairs.

Sarah leaned against the cabinet chatting with Sally and sipping some of her smoothie.

"So, who snuck into Mike's room last night?" Lynn asked out of the blue, her gaze scouting around the room. "You guys had to have heard him."

All the girls turned and looked at Ashley, but she was shaking her head. "It wasn't me," she said softly, almost sadly.

"Come on Ash," insisted Lynn, "you've had the itch for him every since we got here, and we all saw you come out of there. On top of that, Mike was naked as a jay bird when he ran into us in the hallway."

She shook her head again. "Really, it wasn't me. I went in but he was just pretending to be on his computer."

"So who was it?" Emma asked with a scowl on her face. Sarah glanced over at her sister, surprised at the tone of her voice.

She seemed to be angry that someone not of their family had been successful in seducing Mike. Sarah tried to pass her a look to cool it before anyone could get wise to the reason for her irritation, but Emma was to intent in finding the guilty party. 

"Ash!" Emma glared at her. "It was you, wasn't it?"

Ashley ignored her, and glanced around the room. Beth had her head down and was doing her best to ignore the conversation. Realization slammed into her and she suddenly understood. It was Beth! It had to be!

'OH MY GOD!' she thought. Beth glanced up at her and immediately lowered her gaze. Beth had actually fucked her brother! The thought turned her on and disgusted her at the same time. Her head reeled with the implications, but she began to form an idea in her head, one that would get her exactly what she wanted from Mike.

"ASH!" Emma yelled, crossing her arms.

Ashley finally sat up defiantly and began nodding her head, and then threw a glance back at Beth who finally raised her eyes again. "Yeah, well. Okay, it was me," the redhead replied.

Sarah put a hand on Emma's shoulder to calm her down. "Mike's sex life is none of our business," she reminded her, giving her shoulder a squeeze for emphasis.

Emma glared back with an 'are you fucking kidding me' look, but finally realized the scene she was about to make, and calmed visibly. She glanced over at Danni, who was also glaring, but wisely kept her mouth shut too. 

The girls finished their breakfast, continuing the polite banter of the earlier conversation, but the mood had been broken and they began to leave, thanking the sisters for the sleepover.

"We'll do it again soon," Sarah told each one as they left.

Emma and Danni were still in the kitchen, but Beth had disappeared. Then, as soon as the last girl was through the door, past the yard and out of ear shot...

"MIKE!!!" all three girls yelled simultaneously. 

Mike came downstairs quickly, fearing that a snake had gotten into the house or something. He saw three of his four sisters glaring at him from the kitchen table and immediately got worried. 'What the hell did I do now?'




Just the Six of Us Ch. 17



He slowly entered the kitchen. 

"Michael, if you ever want to sleep with any of us again, you're going to answer this question, and it better be nothing but the truth," Emma said, taking the lead and glaring at him.

Mike swallowed hard. "Okay." he said, quietly.

"You'd better this right or I'll fuck you up Dude."

"Did you have sex last night?" Emma asked.

Mike's head reeled. 'What the hell am I supposed to say?'

"For once, I'd say the truth just like she said."

'Okay.' he thought back to the voice.

"Yes." he said simply.

"Well, it had better have been with Sarah or Danni, because it sure as hell wasn't with me," Emma fumed.

"It wasn't with me," Sarah said, glaring at him.

Danni had a hurt look in her eyes, and Mike almost felt like crying when he saw her reaction.

"Me either," she said quietly and lowered her head.

"Who the fuck was it, Mike?" Emma yelled. "What little bitch did you snake a piece off of?"

"Settle down Em," said Sarah, then turned to her brother/lover, her arms crossing her chest, "Well Mike?"

Mike's head was going in twelve different directions at once. 'Well now what? I can tell them it was Beth, or I can lie and keep our secret.'

"I can't tell you." he said finally.

"Like hell you can't tell us," Sarah said, standing and putting both palms on the table and leaning forwards towards him.

"I can tell you," came a quiet voice from the living room, "It was me."

All heads turned simultaneously to watch Beth as she walked into the kitchen.

"What?" Emma said.

"You?" said Sarah.

Danni was quiet, but looked much relieved and smiled at Mike. He, in turn, immediately began to feel better.

"Yes. It was me," Beth said again, calmly entering and sitting down at the table next to her stunned sisters. "I couldn't help it anymore. I had to have him," she said, looking directly at Emma, then Sarah. "He couldn't tell you because he was protecting our secret."

The room was eerily silent for several long moments while everyone processed the information.

"So, if it was you..." Sarah began.

"Why the hell did Ashley say it was her?" Emma turned and looked at Mike.

"I think she must have figured out who it was at breakfast," Beth said, having already realized that Ashley knew it was her. "She knows that Mike is having sex with one of his sisters," she finished, her gaze drifting to Mike.

"Oh fuck," Mike said, panic growing in his voice.

"Calm down Mike," Sarah said.

"Calm down? Sarah, what we're doing is illegal! I could go to prison!" he said, looking genuinely scared to the girls for the first time in his life.

"That's not very likely," she said, putting a hand on his arm.

"It's still a concern," Emma said, her face and demeanor finally calming. "We need to talk to her, see what has to be done about keeping her fucking quiet."

"I have a feeling I know what she's going to want," Danni said, looking around the room as her gaze finally settled on Mike.

"Blackmail?" Emma asked.

"Blackmail," Beth confirmed.

"Bitch," said Emma simply.

"Wait... what? Aw, damn it to hell." yelled Mike.

"Hey, that's my line."

Mike ignored him, and continued, "I don't even like that little ginger psychopath. She practically raped me in the hot tub and you four weren't doing a thing to stop her. Then, you were actually gonna get mad at me for fucking her when you were actually the cause of it? What gives?"

"Mike, the point is that you did nothing to stop her last night. If she had come to fuck you, you could have just said no," Sarah said.

"She did come in, but she sort of... interrupted Beth and I... sort of. Beth ended up having to hide under my bed, and Ashley did try to... get things started between us. I kind of... gagged her when I stood up."

"She was blowing you?" Emma asked, her eyes going cold again.

Mike held his hands up in surrender. "I made her stop Em, it was for like 2 seconds, and I basically stabbed her in the throat when I made her get off of me. Beth pinched a plug out of my leg."

"You deserved it, you big jerk," Beth said, not looking at him.

Emma continued to glare at him, but fell silent.

"Look," Mike said, still feeling the need for some damage control. "I don't care that most people think what we've been doing is wrong. I love you, and as more than just sisters. You four are obviously the only ones I want to make love to, all the time. I don't want anyone else, and I don't need anyone else. I haven't really worked out how I'm going to keep up my duties making love to all four of you, but... now you're saying that Ashley might blackmail herself into our little circle of sex? How the fuck am I supposed to make love to five women?"

"Next time, think before you speak idiot. This little situation you have here is something that most guys would kill for. No, fuck that, ALL guys would kill for. They might not admit it to their wives or girlfriends, but they would. ALL guys want this. Well, you have it Slick. Quit the fuck-ass whining and get to fucking."

The mood seemed to lighten at Mike's outburst.

"I know lots of guys that would give anything to be in your situation, stud," Sarah said, inadvertently echoing the voice in his head, grinning at him. "Don't worry about all of us. There's no doubt in my mind that there's enough of you to go around, and you'll be able to take care of all of our needs. What we need to figure out right now, is what that little space cadet is going to want."

"I'll talk to her," Emma said, reaching for her phone.

As she was flipping through her call list, the door bell rang, causing her to look up and glance at her sisters, then over to Mike. Solemnly, she stood and headed for the door.

As all heard the door open, then close back, Emma strolled back into the kitchen with Ashley following close behind.

There was an uncomfortable silence for a few minutes, until Ashley finally broke it.

"I just wanted you to know that it wasn't me that was sleeping with Mike last night," she informed them. "I know who it was and I'm guessing it was just the alcohol that caused it. Nevertheless, I can't allow my sudden advantage pass."

"Ash..." Beth started.

"It was Beth," she said. "She slept with her own... all of ya'll's brother."

She looked around the room but was met with faces that showed no surprise. Suddenly perplexed, her thoughts raced at what else she could add.

"We already know," Sarah said, "she told us a few minutes ago."

"Oh... well then..." Ashley said.

"What do you want Ash?" Emma said, growing impatient.

"Want?" she asked smiling, "Me?" doing her best to sound innocent.

"Cut the crap you little loon," continued Emma, "What do you want from us to keep this a secret?"

"Alright!" Ashley said, conceding to the moment. "I just want some private time with Mike every once in a while. I know from his reaction this morning that he will never care for me the way I would like," she said, her head drooping slightly and her expression falling to one of near sadness, "but I don't care, and I can't help it. I've always been head over heels for him for as long as Emma and I have known each other. She knows that."

She glanced over at him, but he purposefully ignored her gaze.

"Ash, it's not that I don't like you," said Mike, fixing his gaze on his sisters, "it's just that I've just got other women in my life."

"IDIOT! The girls have this under control, dickhead, keep your fucking mouth shut."

She scrunched her brow up at his statement, until realization hit her again.

"Mike, shut the fuck up!" Emma said, suddenly irritated that her idiot brother was giving away the whole of their secret.

"What?" he asked, confused as to what he'd done wrong.

"Last night wasn't the first time, was it?" Ashley said. "Nor was Beth the first one. Oh, I see. Well now, just how many of your sisters are you fucking Mike?"

Sarah turned towards Mike and glared at him. "She didn't know you were fucking us too, you big idiot."

Mike stared dumbly at her for a second, and then felt his face grow red from embarrassment. 

"Like I said... what she said. You're an idiot."

"Sorry," he said.

"You're fucking all of your sisters?" Ashley said, with her mouth and both eyes wide.

Emma turned to regard Ashley. "Ash, don't judge us. You don't know anything about what caused all of this, or how we feel, or how it feels to be with our brother. He's the perfect lover, and it all... just... happened."

"You think..." Mike started.

"Shut up," Emma growled at him and he fell silent.

Ashley was quiet for a minute while she processed the new information.

Then she suddenly smiled and looked around at the family. "I'll not judge, I promise. I've always been mildly attracted to my own older brother. But, it was always a secret I kept to myself, a fantasy of sorts, something I'd never act on. I'm actually, kinda... envious of you guys. Makes me wish I was a sister of Mike's too."

The sisters chuckled, and the mood lightened in the room, a little.

Danni looked at her, concern still on her face, "Look, I need my brother. Something happened a few months ago that I'd rather not talk about. He's my brother, yes. But he's also my lover," she said, "And my knight in shining armor." She smiled at him as he looked back at her, touched. "I wasn't able to sleep at all last night," she said to him, a wistful smile on her face. "I can't wait to snuggle up to you tonight."

Mike smiled. The day had barely even started, and he was already anxious for bedtime.

"We still have stuff to discuss you guys," Sarah said, drawing them back into the conversation. "I think I've got a solution to everyone's problems."

Five heads turned and looked at the eldest sister, curious as to what she was going to say.

"Okay, Mike is sleeping with his sisters," Sarah began, "Society frowns on that, and we need to keep quiet. With school starting soon, it's going to look odd if Mike keeps turning down dates, especially him not having a girlfriend. People might start to think that you've started playing for the other team."

They all laughed at the statement, but continued to listen intently as Sarah continued. "Ashley is head over heels for our baby brother, and has a bit of leverage over us now to boot."

"I wouldn't tell anyone, ever," Ashley said, "I love you guys too much," smiling over at Emma.

"Just the same," said Sarah, "we need to make sure that you don't have any reason to tell anyone."

"Just spit it out Sarah," Danni said, guessing at what she was going to say.

Sarah cleared her throat and took a deep breath. "I think Mike needs to start publicly dating Ashley. That would clear up any question as to who was with him last night in the minds of our friends, and it also gives the five of us a cover story, as well as giving Ashley a reason to keep our little secret."

A silence fell over the group as they processed the idea.

"That sounds reasonable to me. Hell, the more pussy the better."

'Yeah, you would,' he thought.

"I can go along with that," said Ashley.

"Ya think?" replied Emma.

"Do I get a say in this?" Mike asked, glancing around.

"No, you don't." Emma said, drawing a laugh from the other five girls. "You stand to gain the most you big doofus. You get another girl to be with, someone you can actually go do things with. Movies, dinner, picnics at the beach, etc, etc... and we all get to keep fucking your brains out. Ashley gets a boyfriend, with the same fringe benefits."

"As long as everyone can share," Ashley said quietly, glancing around. "I don't just want him once a month or so. If he's going to be my boyfriend, we have to actually start doing things together besides the obvious. But I promise I won't try and have him more than any of you."

Mike sighed as he tried to wrap his mind around all the subjects contained inside the conversation that was progressing around him.

"Do you think we need to work out a schedule?" Sarah asked, but the others were shaking their heads.

"That's part of what makes sex with him so much fun. You never know when he'll be in the mood, or when he'll just attack you in the shower," Emma said, grinning. 

Beth blushed and giggled at that, remembering how dangerous it had been in the shower for her and Mike.

The other four turned and looked at her, though Mike was lost in thought and staring off into space. "Long story." she said, a small smile on her lips.

"So, we're all in agreement then," Danni said. "Mike and Ashley are a couple to anyone on the outside looking in. In return, she doesn't tell a single living soul, ever."

Everyone nodded, except for Mike. He was still staring off into space, looking like his usual idiot self.

"Mike!" Sarah said, loudly.

He shook his head back to reality, and turned looking at his sisters. "What?"

Sarah sighed, turning to Ashley. "He agrees, trust me."

"Oh, yeah, I'm sorry. I agree," he said, coming back to the conversation.

They talked politely for a few minutes before Ashley stood to go. "Well, I guess you need to call me sometime soon," Ashley said, smiling at Mike.

He stood and walked around to her. "Let me walk you out," he said, starting towards the door.

"I'd like that," she said, smiling as he put his arm around her.

They stepped out of the front door and towards Ashley's little sports car. "You know, even with all that's happened, I still had a wonderful time last night," she said, smiling up at him as he reached down and opened her door for her.

"Yeah, it was pretty fun," he agreed, smiling at her. She wrapped her arms around him and he pulled her close, hugging her.

"Ash, I'd just like you to know that I'm looking forward to getting to know you better, out of the hot tub," he said, with a grin.

"Thanks," she said, smiling. She leaned in and gave him a kiss, just a quick peck, then jumped into her car and headed home.

Mike smiled as she disappeared, then turned for the house. Four heads were staring out the front door window. That image made him laugh.

Once inside, he glanced around the kitchen at his sisters. "So, are you sure that you are gonna be able to bury the jealousy? It doesn't look like it's going to be easy, judging by the four sneaky faces I saw in the window."

Danni smiled. "Mike honey, there's going to be jealousy. We just have to learn to share you with her, like we have with each other."

Beth excused herself and went upstairs, Mike's eyes following her the entire way. He knew he'd better go talk to her, but wanted to pace himself and allow her to figure out what she was feeling.

Sarah stood, announcing her intentions to start cleaning. Emma and Danni both decided to work off the pizza and alcohol with a nice workout that morning, and both headed upstairs to get dressed.

Danni stopped as she stood to head up and leaned in close to her younger brother. "So, are you finally going to have room for me in your bed tonight?" she asked, smiling.

"Of course," he said, smiling. "Whenever we don't have company."

She gave him a mock right cross to the shoulder, then kissed him on the cheek and turned, heading upstairs.

Mike smiled, and headed for Beth's room. She had her door shut when he reached it, and he knocked softly. "Beth?"

"Come in," she called from within.

He opened the door and peered around. She was sitting on her bed, staring quietly at her fingers, playing with her fingernails. She continued staring at her nails, something he knew she didn't really care about.

"So, uh..." he stammered, unsure of how to proceed.

"Wow, you are such a sweet talking smooth operator. That was sure to make her panties drop."

She suddenly stood and rushed towards him, throwing herself at him and leaping into his arms. They crashed together and landed in the middle of her room with a thud. She pressed her lips to his quickly, pushing her tongue in and finding his.

Momentarily stunned, he pushed her off his chest and rolled her over onto her back, following and straddling her legs. "I thought you were upset with me," he said.

"I was, but I'm so damn horny for you that I couldn't help attacking you," she said, sitting up and reaching for his shirt.

"Holy shit man, she 'is' insatiable!"

'I always know just what to say with the ladies,' he thought to the voice.

"Yeah, you are a real Casanova, Slick, shut the fuck up and concentrate."

"Beth, wait..." he started as she pulled her own shirt off. She had begun not wearing a bra like the others and her perfect breasts spilled free. Mike trailed off, forgetting what he was saying as he stared at her breasts. 

She pushed him onto his back again and stood momentarily, dropping her shorts to the floor and dropping to her knees. Her hands found the button on his pants and unzipped them, plunging beneath she began searching for his dick. That brought him back to his senses and he grabbed her, taking one of her nipples in his mouth as he sat up. He stood, pulled his pants down to reveal his steadily swelling shaft.

As he shucked his pants, Beth moved to her knees, spreading them wide and leaning forward onto her hands. Arching her back oh so sexily, she held the centerfold pose and just looked at him. Mike swallowed hard, struck by how incredibly sexy she looked at that moment, her breasts poking outward, her hips low to the floor, legs spread wide. She looked damn near animalistic, primal. This definitely was a changed Beth.

"I just... I uh... wow..."

'Well put.'

She looked up at him and crawled forwards staring at his rod the whole time. As she reached up for it again, she sat back, resting on her feet and slowly beginning to stroke his cock.

"I thought you were mad at me," he said again, struggling to concentrate as she gently rubbed his prick.

"Dude, shut the hell up and just fuck her... again. DAMN I love this family." 

"I was just jealous. I was still horny while under your bed and wanted so badly to just kick her out and go right back to fucking you."

As she spoke, she slowly leaned forwards, wrapping her mouth around the head of his prick as the last word fluttered from her lips. Her tongue slurped around the head as she squeezed his cock, rubbing gently forwards.

Mike groaned as she stared upwards, pulling more of his cock into her mouth as she looked into his eyes. He ran a hand through her blonde hair, trying to pull it away from her face. He pulled it back and wrapped one hand around it, and she grinned around his dick at him, picking up speed as she slurped on his hardened shaft.

Mike couldn't stand it anymore however, and suddenly reached down and lifted her up, tossing her easily onto the bed. She giggled as she leaned forwards, laying her head on the bed and presented her pussy towards to him on all fours, wiggling her ass as she did.

"Damn it man, this one is a freak!"

Mike smiled at her, shaking his head and placed both hands on her hips. He pushed forward with the head of his cock until it gently rubbed against her lips, eliciting a moan from her as she buried her head in the covers of her bed. He rubbed gently along her slit, and then back down, drawing more wiggles and moans from her as he teased her. 

"I'm going to turn and pounce on you if you don't fuck me right now," she moaned.

"I'm with her. Fuck her already, damn it!"

Mike grinned as she turned and glared at him, and he thrust forwards, pushing the entire length into her as she gasped and threw her head toward him, arching her back and crying out. The velvety smoothness of her pussy wrapped around his cock made his head swim. Every thrust caused her to whimper or moan in pleasure and soon she was pushing backwards against his thrusts, her ass slapping against his thighs with every push. He groaned in pleasure as he lifted a hand and brought it back down hard with a whack, slapping her ass.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 17



She squealed, then murmured, "Ooooo," at the thought of being spanked, and then felt him pulling on her hips again, his cock filling her up and sliding in and out, causing ribbons of electricity to arc through her body.

He slapped her other cheek even harder, causing her to scream, "Yes!" as she began to convulse as an orgasm exploded through her. Mike thrust hard, her ass slapping loudly as he began to come inside her. Hot semen pumped into her as he continued to push into her depths. Her orgasm went on, and on... wave after wave... again and again, until finally she fell still, collapsing forward onto the bed.

Mike leaned forwards on her, breathing heavily. She glanced back at him and smiled as he slid to the side and collapsed himself onto her bed next to her. She rolled over onto her back and glanced down between her legs and then over at Mike.

"I think you might have broken her this time," she said, giggling, still breathing heavily.

He chuckled at her and peered down between her legs. 

"I think you are the one that broke her, as it was you that started this... again," he said, smiling and leaning over to kiss one of her perfect breasts.

She closed her eyes again and smiled as his lips moved softly over her skin.

"So when can you go again?" she asked, glancing down towards his crotch and then forcing her eyes back upwards to his, an expectant look on her face. She couldn't hold it together though, as he gave her his 'Don't be a dumb-ass', look and she burst out laughing.

"I still have more women to please," he said, lowering his head and drawing her nipple into his mouth, rolling it on his tongue for a few seconds.

"Mmmmm... mike..." she said, moaning softly. "Mmmike... I don't know if I can share you, or even want to," she said finally, pushing his head up and pulling her nipple out of his mouth with a soft popping noise. "I mean, I guess I can handle our sisters, they had you first after all. But that little redheaded slut, I don't know."

He rolled his eyes for a second as she mentioned Ashley. "I know, I know. That little nutcase had better be satisfied with just a few dates, because I doubt I can get it up if I'm not with one of my sisters."

Beth laughed again and glanced down, "Give me a break, baby. You didn't have any trouble last night when she was throwing herself at you."

"I was only hard because of you, if you remember. You were the one that sat on my lap first, and were the one that was rubbing that delicious little pussy of yours all over it."

"Yeah," remarked Beth, "but you were already hard when I did that, and I saw her arm moving back and forth."

Mike had nothing to say to that, as she was right. Ashley had been the one to touch him, but he'd been staring at his sisters' tits as well. It was probably a combination of the two, but he gave up trying to argue with her. One of the things he remembered his dad telling him was his advice about arguing with women. 

"Son," he'd said, "the secret to a good relationship is simple. You can argue and be wrong, or you can just be wrong. Remember that and you'll be fine."

"Yeah, probably not worth arguing with her..., her being a female and all..."

"So what are you gonna do to her?" he asked.

Beth looked at him with a perplexed look on her face. "Why would I do anything to her?"

"Beth, I can already see the wheels turning in that beautiful head of yours. You're going to get us out of this dilemma, I can tell when you start to scheme."

Beth didn't say anything, but smiled and winked at him.

"That's what I thought," he said, shaking his head.

He rolled over and kissed her once more on the forehead, then on her nose and finally dropped his lips onto hers in a final wet kiss before jumping off of her and pulling on his clothes.

She sighed and rolled over, smiled and closed her eyes to sleep.

As Mike headed to shower and clean up, Danni and Emma came back from their workouts. Danni headed into Sarah's bathroom as she heard the water running upstairs. Emma stopped at the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of water before heading for the second floor. She stopped at Beth's door and peeked in. She was quiet and still, breathing rhythmically, though she was still completely naked.

Emma felt a stab of jealousy that Mike hadn't been with her in a while. Frowning at the unexpected feelings, she quietly shut the door and headed towards the bathroom. Her twin was showering, washing away all the sex that he'd just had with Beth. Emma gently began to push the door open as Sarah came up the stairs, causing her to fake a cough, then head to her own room.

Sarah smiled as she reached the top step and saw Emma getting ready to barge in on Mike. She'd heard him and Beth going at it a few minutes earlier and the sounds had turned her on. She rounded the corner and instead, headed towards Emma's room.

Emma turned and glanced at her as she entered. Sarah smiled her sweet smile at her youngest sister. "Everything okay?" she asked.

Emma smiled weakly, "I guess."

Sarah moved over to her bed and sat down. "You know, I don't like Mike having to go out with that little nut anymore than you do."

"That's not it. I'm already trying to figure out a way to get him out it. I just..." Emma trailed off.

Sarah reached out and grabbed her hand pulling her to sit down next to her. She looked over at the younger girls face, full lips, and beautiful eyes, that muscular and adept tongue.

"I just got a little jealous when I saw that Beth and Mike, you know..." she trailed off again.

"I know what you mean," Sarah said, suddenly understanding. "I get a little jealous when you and Danni are with him, even though I love both of you. Don't you think I want him all to myself too? We'll just have to learn to share."

Emma smiled at her and nodded. "I'm worried that he won't be able to keep up with all four of us. Danni is going to be hoarding all of his nights, and that means the rest of us get to split up his days, and now, Ashley wants some of that as well. It's not fair!" Emma suddenly felt like a little kid again, complaining about some toy.

Sarah put a hand on her knee and smiled at her jokingly, "Well, maybe we can find a way to get her out of the picture. I promise that I won't try and hoard him, though I do want my fair share, just like you and Beth and Danni."

Emma smiled and glanced over at her older sister and was struck at how simplistically beautiful she was. She never wore makeup, as there was no need for her to. Sarah was the type of girl that could go a lifetime without having to put anything on her face. 

"Our brother has a habit of attacking me in the laundry room," Sarah said, with a smile and a giggle.

"Why the laundry room?" Emma asked.

Sarah shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe it has something to do with him getting turned on when I do housework."

"Housework?" Emma asked.

Sarah giggled again. "He likes the way I look in my apron. He says that he keeps seeing me naked with just it, with my lips all sultry and puffy, giving him "come here and fuck me" eyes.

Emma burst out laughing and nearly rolled off the bed. After a few seconds of hearty laughter, she sat back up and leaned into her sister, smiling. "That sounds just like Mike," she said at length.

Sarah smiled. "What? You don't think I'd look all sexy in just my apron?"

Emma smiled and nodded. "Of course I do. Mike and I are twins aren't we."

Then she surprised Sarah as she suddenly leaned in and grabbed both sides of her head and locked her lips onto hers. She felt Sarah resist in an instant of surprise, but her own hands came up and wrapped Emma in a hug as she pulled her on top of her.

Emma's hands began to move downwards, gently tracing a line from Sarah's ear to her neck as the two sisters' tongues danced. Emma moved from lips to neck as she continued to kiss, moving slowly downwards until she reached Sarah's neckline. Sarah pulled her shirt off hurriedly, not wanting the kissing to stop and Emma giggled as her older sister's breasts spilled free.

Emma's lips returned to the spot on her neck they had been kissing and slowly moved downwards until they reached Sarah's breast. She kiss all around the curve, into her cleavage and around the other breast, ignoring the nipple for a few moments and drawing the anticipation out, until finally, unable to contain herself, she sucked one nipple into her mouth, gently suckling and slurping on it.

Sarah smiled and sighed softly, running a hand through Emma's hair. "I've so missed those lips," she admitted as Emma's hands began to pull her pajama bottoms and underwear off.

"These lips are just getting started," Emma said between sucks and moved to the other.

"You certainly don't waste any time," Sarah said, as Emma pulled them completely off and moved her kisses to Sarah's thighs. 

"Honestly," added Emma, "I think I've wanted to taste you again just as much as I've wanted to get impaled by our brother."

Sarah giggled and moaned slightly as Emma blew a stream of air across her thighs and pussy lips. "God Em, don't tease me."

"Now where's the fun in that," she said, and blew another stream.

She ran both hands under Sarah's butt and glanced up, smiling. Lowering her head a few moments later, she gently kissed her thigh and began to move slowly towards her crevice, planting kiss after kiss along her skin.

"You're driving me crazy!" Sarah said, arching her back and trying to force Emma's mouth onto her pussy.

Emma just giggled and moved her head back out of the way. She stuck her tongue out and licked the inside of Sarah's thigh, causing Sarah to groan in protest.

"Say please!" Emma said with a smile.

"Oh, God, Yes... please!" Sarah said, arching her back again.

"Beg me to eat your pussy." Emma said, pulling her head back once again.

"Please Emma, don't torture me anymore."

"Alright... then," Emma said, as she began to pull her hands out and get up.

"Okay, okay, I'm begging you... please eat my pussy," Sarah said suddenly.

Emma giggled and pushed her hands back under her sister and pulled her face towards and into her sisters pussy, plunging her tongue deep into the crevice and licking upwards, searchingly.

Sarah gasped loudly and involuntarily arched her back as she felt Emma's warm, muscular tongue pressing into her and roaming around her slit.

Emma grunted happily between Sarah's legs and pulled a hand out from under her, using it to spread her sisters lips wider as her tongue began to slurp upwards and gently pulsed it against her clitoris. 

Sarah grabbed a pillow and covered her head with it, screaming into it with pleasure. "OH MY GOD!" she screamed into the pillow.

Emma giggled between her legs and pulled the other hand out, sticking two fingers into her mouth and then gently rubbing them against the bottom of Sarah's crevice, finally pushing them into her as Sarah gently bucked beneath her. Emma smiled as she felt the muscles give way and allow her fingers to enter.

Sarah threw the pillow to the side and grabbed two handfuls of Emma's shoulder length hair, pulling her forcefully into her pussy. She felt Emma's velvety tongue throbbing against her clit and her fingers pushing in and out of her. It wasn't very long at all before she began to feel her muscles contract around Em's fingers and her hips arched and bucked gently beneath her younger sister.

Emma giggled as Sarah began to orgasm, and continued rubbing her fingers faster in and out of her snatch with more force, causing Sarah to gasp and buck again. After several long moments of pure pleasure, Sarah raised her head and locked eyes with her younger sister for a second, before pulling her up and engulfing her in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing and Sarah tasting her own juices.

Suddenly Sarah stood and pulled Emma from prone position on the bed. As quickly as she could, she pulled her top off and her bottoms down, throwing them all to the floor.

"Oh, I get a turn?" Emma asked.

Sarah just smiled as she pushed Emma onto her stomach at the top the bed. She started at her young sister's calves and began to lick upwards until she reached one of her muscular buttocks.

"Damn Emma, Mike is right," she said as she planted a kiss on one of her cheeks. "You've got the nicest ass of anyone I've ever seen, man or woman."

Emma giggled and wiggled her hips and flexed her butt cheeks. Sarah smiled and bared her teeth as Emma glanced back, and gently bit down on her ass cheek playfully.

"Ooo," Emma said playfully, turning and winking at her sister. "That's kinky."

Sarah stuck her tongue out and ran it up the back of Emma's leg, moving slowly upwards and towards the fleshy mounds of her cheeks. Running her tongue along the thigh and upwards, she slowly approached the muscular inner cheeks and slid her tongue downwards, dancing along the flesh of her younger sister and causing her to moan slightly. Pulling her legs apart gently, Sarah continued to run her tongue downwards, across her asshole and down between the folds of her pussy. 

Emma arched her back and stuck her ass upwards, desperately trying to coax Sarah's tongue into her. Giggling, Sarah pulled back teasingly, but couldn't stand it for long, and ended up plunging her tongue deep into Emma's pussy, drawing a gasp of pleasure from her as she did. Her tongue pushing forwards and pulling backwards along her pussy, Sarah slowly worked her sister into an orgasm.

As Emma came, threw a leg over Sarah and rolled onto her back. Sarah followed her delicious pussy to the bed and continued to slurp up her juices. Emma convulsed as she grabbed her sister's hair and pulled her farther into her folds, her tongue lapping back and forth at either side.

Suddenly Sarah found her clit and sucked it into mouth past her lips, holding pressure on it as Emma spasmed several times, hunching her pussy into her sister's face.

"OH, MY, GOD (GASP) SARAH!" she cried, as her pussy splashed her sisters face with feminine cum.

"Liked that did you?" Sarah said, as she lapped clean Emma's slit then moved her lips up her body past her stomach, breasts and neck to her lips. They embraced as they searched each other's mouths with their tongues.

"Mmmmm," was all Emma would say, not wanting to interrupt the moment. 

*****

As the water coursed over his muscles and washed away the sex and sweat of the day's activities, Mike smiled and thought of all he'd accomplished in a few short weeks time. He was fucking four extremely attractive women, all of them with different attributes and personalities that he found so irresistible. Grabbing a bottle of liquid soap, he lathered up his body and let the water rinse away the sex and sweat.

He'd have to do something about Ashley. She was nice enough, but he'd never really date her. Sure, he had a thing for redheads, just like any guy, but she was just one girl too many, feeling sure that four was enough for him.

"There's no such thing as enough."

Ignoring the voice, Mike shut off the water and headed to his room and shook his towel off to climb back into bed. 

"What, ignoring me now?"

'No, I'm just tired, dip-shit. I was awake most of the night, and I've already had sex with one of my sisters today. I do have to rest, you know.'

"Yeah, yeah, a real man would be out trying to nail the other three. We can sleep when we're dead."

"I guess I'm not a real man then," Mike mumbled into his pillow. "I will be dead if I don't get some rest."

Sleep took him quickly and quietly, filling his head with sex dreams. The first was a dream with a bunch of Ashley clones, chasing him and trying to separate him from his dick. In the dream he figured, if she had it she didn't need him. The second, a much tamer dream, featured Sarah. Her beautiful eyes were staring up at him as her magnificent lips wrapped around his cock.

Mike felt something warm up against his body as he slowly rose from his slumber. He groggily opened his eyes and looked around, trying to figure out what time and day it was. 

He glanced at the clock, 12:43. Turning back over, he smiled as he spotted Danni. She was snoozing gently, her arm draped over his chest and her dark hair spilling into her face. He sighed happily as he gently brushed the hair from her face.

She was wearing one of his old shirts, he noticed, which made him chuckled slightly. She was so soft and vulnerable he thought, as he stared down at her womanly figure. Her soft curves and beautiful profile. He felt like he could stare at her for hours and not get bored.

As she began to stir and finally glanced up at him, she smiled as her soft eyes peering up at him and caught his.

"Hey," he said.

"Hey," came her reply. She snuggled closer to him and closed her eyes again as she sighed. "I've missed you," she said simply as she kissed his chest. 

"I missed you too," he said softly, kissing her back on her forehead.

She shifted and turning over to face away from him as he wrapped his arm around her waist.

He felt the warmth of her skin on his and smiled as he realized she wasn't wearing anything but his shirt. Running a hand upwards from her stomach, he gently cupped her breast and rolled a nipple under his fingers. His lips gently pressed into her neck and began to bite and nibble their way up and down. His cock wasted no time in waking up and after a few passes up and down her neck, he was fully engorged and slid easily between her legs. 

She smiled as she felt his cock pressing at opening of her pussy. She reached between her legs and pushed a finger into herself. Pulling it back out, wet with juices, she spread it over the tip of his cock.

Mike moaned at her touch and paused as she moistened the tip for him, but then began to slide the tip up and down her slit a few times, before gently pushing it into her. A moan and a soft gasp later, he had slipped fully into her and was gently pumping in and out. She smiled happily as he continued to gently piston into her, wrapped in his arms, content.

Continuing his assault on her neck and ear as he gently thrust into her, he felt her vagina walls tighten around his shaft as she began her orgasm, while moaning and gasping in pleasure. He felt his own building inside him, and began to thrust more forcefully, turning her head to the side and gently kissing her lips as he began to cum inside her.

"I love you, Danni," he whispered, his cock pulsing inside her, filling her with his seed. 

"God," she whimpered through tears of joy, as she caressed her face against his, her pussy pulsing in rhythm with his own orgasm, "I love you too, Mike."

They lay there for another hour, her wrapped around and he inside her. Not talking, not moving, but just enjoying the sensations of being together and all that they were experiencing, a comfortable silence engulfing them both.

Finally, the time came to get up and Danni silently turned over and kissed him on the lips before standing and pulling his shirt down, covering her feminine parts and heading out of his room.

Mike rolled over and sat on the edge of his bed for a few minutes, before standing and getting dressed and heading downstairs.

******

Beth was downstairs standing at the stove when Mike came down. Sarah was at the kitchen table, clipping coupons. He glanced over to the den and saw Danni and Emma watching some reality modeling show. He rolled his eyes. He really, really hated reality TV.

"Afternoon, sleepyhead," Sarah said as he walked over.

"Afternoon," he said, leaning down and lifting her chin with his thumb and pulling her lips to his. His tongue snuck into her mouth and caused her to squeal in surprise at his bold action.

"Mike..." she said, taken aback.

"What?" he asked. "We all know now, why hide our affection?"

She laughed and shook her head as he walked over to Beth. She was cutting up potatoes, carrots, and was adding them to a pot. 




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"Making roast?" He asked. 

"No, it's a pizza. We're gonna trying boiling it," Beth said, giggling as he smirked at her.

"Funny," he said, coming forwards and wrapping his arms around her and kissing her on the neck. His hands strayed slightly and he pushed them gently up under her shirt as she cut another carrot.

She moaned and leaned her head back as his hands reached her breasts. "Careful what you start," she said, sighing and trying to focus on the carrot.

He lowered his hands then and began to tickle her, causing her to drop the knife and carrot in the sink as she desperately slapped at his hands.

"Quit it, Mike, Quit it. QUIT IT," she yelled, laughing.

Emma and Danni glanced back at the kitchen as they both got up, heading in as Mike released Beth and headed towards Emma to give her a hug. She smiled as he came forwards and wrapped his arms around her, squeezing her tightly. He pulled back slightly and brought his head in close for a kiss, his lips brushing hers and his tongue snaked out and searching for hers as he gently kissed her.

He broke the kiss, leaving Emma a little dazed and swaying slightly, and headed directly for Danni. As he got close, he reached out offering only a hand to shake, and merely said, "Hi," a smile crossing his face.

"Hi?" she said, crossing her arms in mock anger. "They get hugs and kisses and I get a stupid handshake and a "Hi?""

Mike burst into laughter as Danni came forwards, followed by the others as they began to attack in tickle mode. 

As the tickle fight finally ended, Mike extricated himself while waving his hands, and called out, "Truce."

Danni stood with her hips shifted to one side and her arms crossed in the classic Danni, 'I'm Pissed,' pose.

Mike smiled and suddenly rushed her, wrapping his arms around her. Palming the back of her head, he leaned her back and kissed her in a romantic dip.

"Woooo!" his other sisters called at them as he brought her back to her feet.

She smiled and winked at him.

"Much better," she giggled.

Mike smiled and headed for the living room, leaping over the couch as Danni and Emma came in to wrestle the TV control away from him.

"Come on, not this!" he called. "I hate this crap!"

In the kitchen, Sarah smiled and glanced back over at Beth.

"So," she said. "How are you?"

Beth glanced back and smiled. "Fine."

Sarah knew she was being coy and tried again, more pressing this time. "So, how are you and Mike?"

Beth giggled. "I'm not getting out of this, am I?" she asked.

Sarah smiled and shook her head. "Nope. Spill it."

Beth laughed again and sighed. She was quiet for a moment while she gathered her thoughts. Then turning she sat down close to Sarah so they could share a bit of privacy.

"Well," Beth began, "last night when I was dared to sit on his lap, I just couldn't help myself and kept teasing him, though in reality, I desperately wanted him inside me. I kept rubbing him on myself. Then after I saw what Ashley had done to him, I knew I was going to reclaim him as my... our, territory."

Sarah smiled at the obvious Freudian slip. "Is it going to be hard for you to share him?"

Beth sat thinking quietly for a moment, but then shrugged. "It's hard to say. I mean, I'm the last one to be with him, and I don't really feel like I have that much claim on him, compared to all of you at least. As far as Ashley goes, though, I'm going to have a real big problem sharing him, but I think I've worked out a solution."

Sarah chuckled. "Sweetie, I think we'll all have a problem sharing him with that little nut. What have you got in mind?"

Beth grinned and leaned in close and filled her in quietly on her plan.

"Emma?" Sarah asked. "Do you think she'll go for it?"

Beth smiled, "When she realizes that it's to keep Mike from having to fuck Ashley, yeah. I think she won't have any problem with it. We just have to broach the subject to Mike."

"Sounds like a great plan," Sarah said, clipping another coupon. "How was the sex with Mike?"

Beth blushed a bit and became subdued. "It was... marvelous. Magical even," she said quietly.

"What's the matter then?" Sarah asked, "Why did you get so quiet?"

Beth blushed again, not feeling comfortable revealing all of this yet.

"I just..." she started, but lowered her head and trailed off.

Sarah sat quietly, not speaking, just waiting.

"It was wonderful, but it just worries me how aggressive I feel, like I want to be," she answered. "It's like there's a voice telling me to throw him down and have my way with him."

"Wow," Sarah said, "you kinda sound like Mike."

Beth chuckled quietly. "I keep having thoughts about Emma, too, in the middle of being with Mike," she said. "Do you remember when you three were torturing Mike because he wouldn't sleep with you?"

Sarah smiled and nodded.

"Well," Beth volunteered, lowering her voice, "she attacked me several times, sucking my nipples and fondling me. Ever since then, I've had this desire to... do more. When Mike told me about you two and him during her first time, it got even stronger."

Sarah was briefly angry and embarrassed at the revelation, but dismissed it quickly.

"You know, Emma said there was something inside of her that got 'awakened' when she started fooling around with Mike." Sarah replied, "She's normal most of the time, but when she gets turned on, it's like another part of her takes over."

Beth nodded. "I think that's what happens to me," she said. "It's like I'm hungry, but for sex, not food."

There were a few moments of silence, but then Sarah glanced over at Beth. "So how was the sex?"

Beth immediately grinned. "What's a good word to describe it? Earth-shattering? Mind-blowing? If Mike was bragging to his friends, he'd say he fucked the shit out of me. But honestly, it was I that fucked his brains out. I don't want to monopolize his time, but I honestly can't wait to fuck him again, though I'm pretty sore."

Sarah smiled. "Give yourself some time, sweetie, you'll be ready for more soon. By the way, Em isn't the only one that really enjoyed that threesome. I mean, I was there too and I enjoyed the hell out of Em's tongue."

Beth smiled and blushed.

"What I mean by that is," Sarah said with a giggle, "you have some options here. We all do."

Beth nodded and leaned over, kissing Sarah on the cheek before standing and heading over to check on the roast. She dumped the rest of the ingredients in and covered the pot. Then turning to Sarah, she said, "It'll be ready later."

Mike and the other two sisters were still watching the modeling reality show, the girls more than Mike, but he was occupied. Smiling, she winked at Sarah and nodded down the hall.

Sarah raised her eyebrows in surprise and watched as Beth disappeared into the laundry room. She glanced back at the three in the living room and smiled, then stood and ventured quietly towards the laundry room herself.

Beth was leaning silently on the dryer, facing away from the door. Sarah entered and approached her from behind.

"Is everything..." she started, but got no further as Beth turned and rushed her, hurriedly pressing her lips to her older sisters. The two girls kissed passionately for a few moments before Beth broke the kiss.

"See what I mean?" she asked.

Sarah nodded and pulled her face back to her own, her lips and tongue wrapping themselves back up with her sister's. She felt Beth's hands running along her stomach and upwards, then towards her breasts. She sighed as she felt the small fingers tickling her skin until they reached their goal, then softly pinched the nipples beneath her flimsy shirt. She reached her own hands up and placed them on Beth's large breasts, giving them both a generous squeeze.

Each played with the other's breasts until Beth's hand snaked its way down into Sarah's shorts to seek out the folds of her pussy lips. As her fingers slipped past her wet folds, Sarah gasped and responded by slipping her own hand into her sister's shorts to search out her clit. Once she found it, Beth had second thoughts and did the same. Then the two girls stood kissing one another and fingering each other's clits as they worked each other up to mutual orgasms.

After a few minutes of groping each other, their hands fervently working their fingers against each other's clits, both shuddered as they grasped each other to steady themselves in their standing climax.

Just as each came, a muffled cough coming from the hallway caused them both to turn, while still clinging to each other and gasping for air. Doing so, with each still with the other's hands down their panties, they found Mike standing in the doorway. 

"Isn't that my job?" he asked, with a smile on his face.

Still breathing hard, and with Beth resting her head on her sister's breast, Sarah said, "You'll get your turn." 



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Here it is loyal readers and loyal haters! It's been a while since you've had new material, so I hope my noggin is up to scratch. A few words before you get to the good stuff:

First, to Paul and Ashley, I hope you guys enjoy your part in my little yarn, and I wish you best of luck. Paul, good luck to you, and stay safe. This chapter is for you guys.

Second, check my profile for news and updates.

Third, thanks again to ZexxWizard, but also to our new proofreader, who happened to get this back to me in like...8 hours, but wishes to remain anonymous. 

Enough outta me, on with the smut! 

Chapter 18

"Slow down there, stud," Sarah said, smiling but holding a hand up when she saw Mike start towards them with a goofy smile on his face. "I've got work to do and I know Beth will be too sore for another round with you."

"AWW, MAN,"

"Aww, man," Mike echoed, sounding more like a kid than he'd intended to.

Sarah giggled and glanced at Beth, who had a mischievous smile on her face.

"You know baby, there are two of us and only one of her. We could just... make her do what we want."

"Holy shit dude. I told you this one was a fuckin' freak!"

Sarah's jaw dropped, but she couldn't contain her smile or her surprise through it. She'd never seen this side of sweet little Beth. She seemed to be just like Emma when she was turned on.

Sarah extricated herself from her sister, but not before lifting her face and kissing her deeply on the lips, as Beth moaned softly and sweetly. As she left the room passing her brother, she ran her hand along his crotch, gripping his erection for a second.

"I'll expect you to come find me later with that monster," She said, grinning wickedly.

Beth giggled and leaned back against the dryer, her eyes giving Mike a 'Get the fuck over here, right now' look.

'Yes ma'am.'

Mike smiled as Beth ran a tongue along her lips and glanced down at his dick. 

"You know, I'm not very good at sucking cock," she said, lewdly. "I haven't had near as much practice as the others, since I'm only fucking this one guy."

"She means us, right?"

'Shut up,' thought Mike to the voice.

Beth got down on her knees and lowered her hands to the floor and began crawling towards him.

'Oh... my... god...'

"So, can I practice on you? Then you can tell me just how terrible I am at giving blowjobs?"

"I know for a fact, that you aren't terrible. I seem to remember that silky tongue on my cock last night."

Beth crawled forwards towards him, staring upwards into his eyes as she did so. She reached his knees and glanced at his pants, frowning.

"Something must be done about that." she said, moving up and biting down on the button to his pants with her teeth, pulling it open with a swift jerk.

There was something so animalistic, so primal about the way she was acting. She worked for a second to get the zipper into her teeth so she could open it, and pulled, dragging it down, slowly freeing his erection.

"Mmm, a present for me?" she asked, licking the head of his cock through the fabric of his boxers.

Mike nearly fainted.

"Hold it the fuck together, dude."

"Jeez Beth," he chuckled, "for someone with no experience, you are damn good at this."

Beth grinned and pushed the head of his cock over towards the hole in his boxers with her tongue.

"Pull those down," she ordered, and a fraction of a second later, he was standing with the pants and boxers around his ankles, his cock sticking straight out, demanding attention.

She giggled at his eagerness, and thought briefly about getting up and leaving him in this state, but knew she'd never be able to do that, not with that beautiful cock staring at her. She absolutely adored the way he was so turned on by her; it gave her such a feeling of power. It was intoxicating, and she wanted more.

There was a movement at the door behind him and Sarah peered in, smiling.

She quietly entered behind him as Beth pulled Mike into her mouth, her warm tongue encircling the head of her brother's cock.

"Ahhhh, yeah baby. Luv that thang for me."

Mike, (and the voice) were lost in an abyss of pleasure and didn't hear Sarah until she was right in front of him, with Beth on her knees and staring up at him.

"I... I... thought you weren't... oh, God... interested... right now." Mike said as Beth's tongue ran in circles around the tip of his cock before slowly plunging it into her mouth.

"AWW, Shit. Just go with the fuckin flow, dude."

"I sent Danni and Emma to the store, I didn't think I could wait to have you," she said, as she reached up and pulled his cock out of Beth's mouth and pulling it into her own.

'AWW, FUCK'.

Beth pouted a little, but Mike smiled as she leaned over and kissed Sarah on the neck, and then turned to pull Sarah's shirt off of her, freeing her ample breasts. 

Sarah pulled her brother's cock into her mouth deeply, completely, moaning as she tasted the warm saltiness that was him.

Beth, behind her now, worked her shorts and underwear down her legs. She lifted her knees and finally managed to pull them off her feet, leaving her kneeling naked on the floor with her brother's cock in her mouth.

"Oohh, what a vision."

"You know," Beth said, from behind Sarah, "I've never eaten pussy before either."

Sarah immediately pulled Mike out of her mouth and glanced back at her sister, and motioned for her to crawl underneath her hips, a grin on her lips. Beth did, and positioned herself directly under pussy.

"Wow," Mike said, "She's got the same sexual drive as someone else we know."

"Ohmygod, yes," Sarah moaned as she felt Beth begin to lick her pussy, her soft tongue probing the outer lips and pushing away the folds covering her clitoris, nudging softly against the little knob and sending a jolt of pleasure coursing through her.

"No," Sarah said, "I don't think Emma is this wild. Ohhh, yes Beth."

'Go girl, go.'

Sarah felt Beth wrap her arms around her hips and pull her down, forcing her to settle down on top of her face, drawing a moan from Sarah as the warm tongue pushed inside her. She felt Mike grab the back of her head as she began rubbing the head of his cock along her lips. 

"God, what's gotten into you two," she moaned as she felt him pushing his cock into her mouth.

"Who the fuck cares, as long as our dick is in the mix."

'Our dick?' asked Mike.

"Quit splitting hairs again, asshole? The moment, the moment."

'Yeah, okay, you're right,' thought Mike.

Beth ran her tongue upwards against her sister's clit, then pulled it into her mouth, sucking gently on it. She glanced upwards and saw Mike's hands on Sarah's head and saw the underside of his cock gliding wetly in and out of her mouth. She smiled and focused back on the pussy covering her mouth, slurping loudly at the juices flowed freely from it.

Sarah was moaning and wriggling on top of her, unable to focus on the cock gliding in and out of her mouth.

"Do something, man! Ram that mouth."

Caught up in the moment, Mike grabbed the back of her head and wrapped his hands in two handfuls of hair, slowly building up speed as he fucked her face. She kept her composure enough to keep her lips over her teeth and opened her throat as much as she could, and concentrated.

"AWW, YEAH,"

Sarah moaned around his cock as Beth tongued a sensitive spot, making rude slurping noises beneath them. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and then back in again, pushing it deep into her throat as he felt the muscles give way. It slid gently in and then back out again as she wriggled her ass on top of Beth.

"Why don't you get down here and fuck her," Beth said, lifting Sarah up for a second to speak.

"Now you're talking bitch, let's FUCK."

'Watch it prick,' thought Mike, but not needing to be told twice, pulled his cock out of Sarah's throat and moved around behind her. 

She fell forward onto her hands and glanced down at Beth still slurping at her soaked pussy. "I think you are an expert at that already," she moaned.

Mike straddled Beth's chest, groping at a shirt covered breast for a second while he waited for her to move.

"What are you waiting for?" Beth asked, her tongue coursing up Sarah's slit.

"Oh dear God," Sarah said, quivering in anticipation.

"Hell, yeah. DO IT DUDE!!"

Mike grinned eagerly and wiggled forward, pushing the tip of his cock towards Beth's chin and Sarah's pussy.

Sarah's legs were spread wide, Beth's arms wrapped around her thighs pulling her downwards as Mike positioned himself behind her and began to rub the tip of his cock against her asshole and down towards her soaked pussy lips.

Mike couldn't control himself, and desperately pushed into her, causing her back to arch as she threw her head back, Beth's tongue and his cock driving her insane with pleasure.

"Hell yeah, new terrain."

He paused a second for her to get her bearings as her head dropped back down and he began to slowly push in and out of her, his cock sliding in and out as every inch caused a mountain of pleasure to course through her body, while Beth's tongue drove her even higher.

Mike knew he wouldn't last long, not with the way Beth and Sarah were positioned, but he was determined that Sarah would get her orgasm.

He felt a tongue on the underside of his cock as he thrust forward, the tip of his cock pushing deep into his sister as his other sucked greedily at her pussy. He felt his balls come to rest on Beth's chin and pulled out, grabbing Sarah's hips and pulling roughly, shoving his cock deep into her and causing his pelvis to slap against her ass.

"Oh...Yes...Mike...fuck...me..." Sarah stammered as she was assaulted by her siblings.

"Fuck that ass dude. She's begging for it."

Mike began to thrust hard into her, his pelvis continuing to slap loudly against her ass cheeks as his cock plunged deep inside her, while Beth's tongue alternated between her clit, pussy lips, and the underside of his shaft.

"Oh... dear... sweet...," Sarah moaned, her head bouncing up and down, and her hair flying wildly as Mike hammered her from behind. 

"I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come... so fuckin'... hard," she moaned as a wave of pleasure rocketed through her, "Oohhh, OOHH, YES," she screamed, as her pussy contracted and squeezed Mick's cock harder than ever before.

Beth responded, and locked her mouth on her clitoris as Mike thrust repeatedly in and out right above her. Sarah moaned loudly, almost sounding like she was crying in pain as the orgasm squeezed her pussy tightly around Mike's cock. 

Mike winced for a second as the powerful muscles squeezed hard down on him, but began to feel his own orgasm begin to burst out of him.

"God, gonna come," he shouted.

He began to pull his cock out, but Beth reach around with a hand through his legs and pulled his ass back toward Sarah, his cock shoving in one last time before his orgasm erupted, just as Sarah's began to finally fade.

Hot semen burst forth, and Mike eased his cock out slightly, coating Sarah's quivering pussy with the warm liquid. It hit Beth's lips as her tongue continued its assault on the now cum coated pussy.

Both of them were moaning, swearing and lost in the pleasure of the moment as Beth continued to slurp the sticky sperm off her sister's sopping pussy.

Mike's cock kept convulsing for a good thirty seconds before finally stopping.

He sat back on his heels and glanced down at the site before him. Sarah was still on her hands and knees, quivering in pleasure as Beth's tongue ran repeatedly over her cum dripping pussy, drawing in drop after drop of her brother's seed, the sticky, salty liquid painting her tongue and chin.

"God, what's gotten into you?" Sarah moaned at Beth.

Beth giggled and continued to slurp for a few more seconds, greedily searching for every drop of her brother's seed.

"A little bit of you, I guess, and a little bit of Mike," she giggled as Sarah finally pulled her legs from around Beth's head and shakily sat down. She couldn't maintain the position, and collapsed back onto a stack of dirty towels, her legs spread with Mike's creamy goodness leaking from her wet snatch.

Beth giggled and turned over, seeing the semen coming from her sister's slit and worked her face forwards towards it.

"Hot damn, that was fuckin hot."

"Hot Damn, that's fuckin' hot." Mike repeated, as Beth moved forwards and plunged her face again into Sarah's pussy, slurping hungrily at the sperm leaking from it.

"Oh my God, Beth," Sarah moaned and arched her hips against Beth's tongue and lips.

"Mmmm," Beth answered.

Finally, after several more minutes of continued noisy slurping, Beth finally pulled up and sat down, smiling at her siblings.

"I don't believe that just happened." Sarah said. "You were... like Mike when we were tormenting him, and like Emma when she gets turned on, but on steroids."

"You're telling me," Mike said, chuckling.

Beth blushed slightly and giggled. "I told you, something just kinda takes over when I get horny, and boy was I horny."

"Something takes over?" Mike asked. "What? Like a little demon?"

"Nah," Beth said as the siblings began to extricate themselves from the pile. "It's more like a perverted little voice in my head telling me..." She stopped when she saw the amazed look on Mike's face.

After a few seconds of silence, Sarah said, "Well, I'd better go clean myself up."

'Uh, oh,' Mike thought, his mind still wondering if Beth had a voice in her head like he did.

"I wonder if her Voice is hot."

Mike ignored the Voice. He wasn't about to get a migraine trying to dissect and understand its perverse logic.

He turned and headed upstairs to shower, the mornings events playing through his head. 

Beth came in after he'd been in for a few minutes, smiling and dropping the towel she'd wrapped around herself from the laundry room and closing the shower door behind her. 

"Mind if I join you?" she giggled, smiling at him.

Mike couldn't pry his eyes off the gorgeous blonde in front of him. His eyes wandered over her breasts, down her soft stomach and onto the blonde triangle of hair between her legs. There wasn't anything on her body that he didn't find attractive. She washed her hair, the soap cascading down her body and across her full breasts.

"You know, this place isn't really that safe for us, is it," he said, a smirk on his face.

She turned and winked at him. "Oh I don't know, I think we've done some pretty exciting things in here."

She turned her body and fell into him, his arms wrapping around her as he kissed her on the lips. She turned her head and laid it on his chest as the water showered down on both of them. The stood there in the stream, holding each other for a good twenty minutes before they both got out and began toweling each other off, each rubbing a soft cotton towel over the other in long strokes.

"I think my breasts are dry now, baby," she giggled, and Mike smiled. 

"I was just making sure," he laughed.

As the Mike and Beth came out of the bathroom, Emma nearly ran into them on the way to her room.

She glanced at the two and rolled her eyes, pushing through them and loudly slamming the door closed.

"What's the matter with her?" Mike asked, glancing at Beth.

Beth glanced at him and shook her head, "You're her twin, and you're asking me?"

Mike smirked at her. "I may be her twin, but she's still a woman."

Beth opened her mouth in playful shock and smacked him on the arm, then turned and headed to her room. When she reached the door she turned around and smiled to see he was still watching her.

"Still can't keep your eyes off me, huh?" she said with a wink.

Mike shook his head. He'd been watching the way her hips wiggled when she walked, in that particularly alluring way that women did. His eyes worked their way up the towel until he was finally looking her in the eyes. 

She smiled again and dropped her towel, giggling and turning to her room. Her door closed softly behind her as she disappeared within.

"Damn fuckin' A." 

'Shut up.' Mike thought, as he headed to his room, tired, but smiling the whole way.

The afternoon wore on, and Mike stayed in his room, sleeping and reading. As supper time neared, there was a knock at the door and Emma poked her head in. "Supper time, M," she said, and turned to leave.

"Hey, wait," he said, standing and moving towards her. He was in some boxers and an old T-shirt, and he laughed when he saw that she was dressed in the same.

She looked at him with a blank expression on her face. 

"She looks irritated, dude."

'No shit, Sherlock,' Mike thought.

"No need to be rude, dude."

"What's the matter?" he asked her pointedly.

She shifted her hips and crossed her arms. "What's the matter? Are you fuckin' serious?"

Mike shifted nervously, feeling like he was nine years old about to get a spanking.

"I uh..."

"I haven't had any time with you lately," she said, "in... well... I don't know how long. You don't know either, probably. We're supposed to be, well... twins, two, shared in the womb. But you obviously have enough time for Beth and Sarah. And poor, poor Danni certainly can't be away from you for more than one night!"

"Em, come on..." he started to say, but she turned and pulled her head out of his room.

Sighing in anger, he opened his door wide and grabbed her arm as she tried to make her way to the stairs. 

"Will you calm down for a second?"

"Fuck you," she said, turning and shoving him off of her. 

Mike growled in frustration and grabbed her arm again and yanked her towards him.

"Get your fucking..." she started to yell at him. But that was as far as she got before he had her pinned up against the wall, his arms holding hers behind her back and his lips were crushing into hers, his tongue pushing into her mouth.

She slapped him on the arm a few times, but finally relented and began kissing him back, her own passion washing over her as her brother assaulted her. She moaned softly as he pushed against her, and she inhaled his scent deeply, relishing in his manly aroma. He bit her lip gently, moving his lips to her neck, never releasing her arms from behind her.

Her back was arched, pushing her breasts outwards. He pushed her wrists together and wrapped one hand around them, moving the other to her chest. Roughly shoving his hand into her shirt, he fondled her breasts as he nibbled on her throat, soft moans issuing from her mouth. His fingers pushed into her sports bra and pushed it up, revealing her nipples which hardened quickly as he lowered his mouth to one.

She moaned again and he pulled her backwards, towards his doorway.

"We can't," she moaned as he sucked her nipple again. "Supper..." she trailed off.

"I wasn't asking permission," he said in a low voice, pulling her backwards, turning her around so she was walking backwards with him, her arms still pinned by his hand. He pushed his hand back into her shirt and began fondling her again, as she moved her head to the side to let him start biting and sucking at her throat.

"God, Mike," she moaned as they reached his door and stumbled through it.

He kicked it closed as they entered. Pulling his hand out of her shirt, he grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head backward, releasing her arms and running his newly freed hand down her back to her ass. His fingers ran along the crease, then cupped one of her muscled ass cheeks and squeezed.

With his handful of her hair, he pushed her forward towards his bed, pushing her forwards and releasing her hair finally. As she began to turn over, he reached up with both hands and grabbed the edges of her boxer shorts, pulling them down roughly, and then off completely, leaving her naked rear shaking briefly on the bed.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 18



Straddling her legs, he moved forward until he was sitting on her naked ass. Moving his hands to the edge of her shirt, he moved the edges upwards and finally worked it over her head as she lay there quietly, waiting for him.

He laid down low and put his mouth close to her ear. "Don't... move..." he whispered sharply.

"Or what?" she asked, half defiantly as she turned to look at him.

"Or he'll slap that ass. Do it dude. Teach her to have some respect."

"Or you'll be punished." Mike said, as he reached down and slapped her on the ass with a loud smack.

"Ouch!" she yelped, but turned her head and faced away from him.

"Are you gonna behave now?" he asked, lowering his face to her shoulder and kissing gently, moving his hands under her sports bra and began to pull it up over her head and shoulders.

"Yeah," she murmured, closing her eyes.

He moved his hand back down to her butt cheek and threatened another, then asked, "What was that?"

"Uh, Yes...Sir," she said sharply.

When he was satisfied that she wouldn't move, Mike shifted off of her hips and moved to sit next to her, running his hands along her back, his fingers dancing along the contours of her shoulders, down her back and tickling along her sides. He moved his dancing fingers lower, to her thighs and calves and poked and prodded, slowly lowering his head and kissing and licking her shoulders, neck and back, a thousand pinpoints of pleasure shooting through her. 

Emma moaned beneath him as he moved his head to the small of her back, nibbling gently and pushing his adept lips and tongue against her warm, soft skin. He moved to the end of the bed suddenly and had to spank her once again as she raised her head to see where he went.

"Ouch, sorry," she said.

"Sorry what?" he asked, his hand stopping its movement on her red ass cheek.

"Sorry sir," she answered quickly.

Smiling, he began to kiss her ankles, moving around and lifting her foot up, bending it back and kissing the tops of her feet, kissing and sucking on her toes as she stifled a laugh. Lowering her feet, he moved to her calves, the left and then the right as she quivered beneath his touch, his lips feeling electric on her skin. She moaned again as he moved higher, kissing and nibbling on her thighs, his eyes never leaving that magnificent ass of hers.

After several long moments of his tongue and mouth play on her thighs, he moved towards her ever so perfect ass. His tongue and teeth playing on the two muscular mounds and flesh, drawing small yelps of pleasure from her as he sucked, nibbled and slurped her.

He moved his tongue across the mound and towards the canyon that separated the fleshy mountains that he had been smooching, and ran it downwards, pulling her cheeks apart as his tongue pushed along her crevice, across her anus and across part of her pussy lips.

As she felt his tongue rub across her asshole, she moaned loudly, causing her brother to smile and move his tongue back to the spot, followed by another moan. She arched her back and pushed her hips alluringly into the air, moving her hips backwards, begging for him to do more with his tongue.

Using both hands, he put both thumbs near her asshole and gripped both of her cheeks, pulling them apart and pushing his tongue deep into her ass. She moaned as she felt his warm, muscular organ push into her, and could do nothing but lay there and moan as his tongue explored every crevice of her lower regions. Long minutes passed as Mike explored his sister with his tongue.

Finally satisfied, he stood and pulled his shirt off, followed quickly by the flimsy boxers covering the beast within.

"Can I move yet?" she asked quietly.

She was answered quickly by loud smack and another red spot on her other cheek, as she bit into the pillow to stifle a yelp.

"Sorry, sir," she whispered.

After pulling off his boxers and staring at her for a few seconds and stroking his cock, Mike moved towards her head. Kneeling on the bed and putting both knees on either side of her head, he grabbed two handfuls of hair and lifted her head, pulling her forward, towards his angry red tower.

"Open," he commanded quietly, and she glanced up at him, a hint of playful defiance in her eyes.

"No," she said, with a slight grin.

"Ooo, she likes it dude. Give it to her, give it to her HARD. Slap that thang."

He smirked at her and raised a hand, lifting slightly to lean forwards over her, his hand smacking her hard on the ass as she raised it willingly upwards to meet his palm.

"Open," he said again, louder this time, though.

"Yes sir," she said, and opened her mouth widely as he put both hands on the sides of her head, hair tangled in his fingers.

Lifting her head, he pulled it towards his waiting cock again, pushed it into her mouth as her lips closed around it. He felt her teeth gently scraping against his shaft and quickly slapped her on the ass again, drawing a moan from around his cock as he felt her start to work her tongue around the tip.

He pulled forwards on her hair and face again, as his cock pushed deeper into her mouth. She glanced upwards at him and lowered her mouth further onto his cock, his shaft pushing deep into her mouth until he felt the back of her throat and felt her gag slightly.

She whimpered as he pulled harder, forcing his cock further into her mouth, pushing against the back of her throat forcefully as it began to slide downwards slightly until he felt resistance.

He pulled out quick and let her catch her breath as she gasped, moaning. She lifted her head up without his help, before he thought she would be ready, and wrapped her lips around his cock again, waiting for him to start pulling again.

His fingers pulled on her hair again, sliding her forwards, and pushing his cock deeper into her mouth until he felt her throat again, the slight downwards turn, followed by the resistance. She wiggled her head around slightly, resisting the urge to gag again, until finally he felt the resistance at the back of her throat give and he was completely in her mouth and throat.

He moaned in pleasure as he glanced down, his sister's mouth resting on the base of his shaft as her lips wiggled happily around on his cock, his hands full of her hair pulling her hard onto him.

"God, Emma," he moaned, and finally released her as she pulled his cock out of her throat to gasp for air for a few seconds.

He pulled on her hair again, pushing his dick into her mouth, to the back of her throat again, and the resistance wasn't nearly as difficult to get past this time as his shaft pushed its entire length into Emma's mouth and throat.

He pulled out again but quickly pulled her back down on his cock, pushing his cock to the resistance and beyond again, and again. Soon his was shoving his cock into her throat with relative ease, face fucking her.

He glanced down and smiled as she looked up at him with eyes that seemed to say, 'Is that all you've got?'

He pulled his dick out a final time and lifted her by her hair to her knees, tossing her backwards and pulling both of her legs wide. He wrapped both hands around her hips and jerked her towards his waiting cock, leaning forwards to lay on top of her, his cock pushing roughly against her pussy, soaked with her juices.

Emma had never been so turned on in her life. This was definitely a different side of Mike. He'd been turned on their time together after he'd been tortured, but this was different. He was so forceful, almost violent. She knew she was safe and he wouldn't really hurt her, but still, it was sexually intoxicating. The thought that he was angry, out of control, and taking it out on her, actually turned her on, she was surprised to find out. She began to fantasize that he was actually angry at her, furious even. She'd have to explore this more later.

She felt him thrust roughly into her, and she gasped in mock pain for a second, relishing the look on his face as he continued to piston in her. 'Her own brother's cock was filling her up,' she thought. The wicked thoughts caused her to feel the beginnings of an orgasm build within her and ran her fingernails down his back roughly, drawing a growl from him as he grabbed both sides of her head and entwined his fingers in her hair, roughly pulling her to a half-sitting position, his cock still sliding in and out of her.

"Damn it you, fuck me harder." she growled intensely and moaned as he complied, his cock thrusting furiously into her, their bodies caked in sweat and sex.

Her pussy muscles contracted fiercely, almost painfully on his cock as she began to come, and she was lost in pure, unadulterated pleasure, unable to speak or even moan as her entire body flexed and released, an avalanche of pleasure crashing down over her, threatening to cause her to black out as he continued to fuck her, his cock driving her to even greater heights of pleasure.

Finally the shockwaves began to fade and die as she laid there in his grasp, his cock still pulsing in and out of her.

He felt his orgasm begin to wash over him and pulled out of her pussy, pulling her towards him with her hair and pushed his cock once more into her mouth as the first pulse of semen began to burst forth.

She moaned in surprise as Mike pushed his dick into her mouth, but quickly began to swallow what he was giving her, her mouth filling quickly and beginning to spill out the sides. She wrapped her tongue around the tip of his cock as his hot cum slowly began to diminish and then stop, her head bobbing up and down slightly on him as he finally finished. It wasn't a large amount of come, but from all the action he'd been getting, she wasn't surprised. 

She kept sucking on him until he began to wiggle free, the sensation beginning to get to sensitive and they both collapsed into bed and lay there for several long minutes, before either of them had the strength to speak. 

"God I love you," she said, actually shocking Mike. He'd known she would enjoy that, at least he hoped she would, but he didn't realize that he'd just given her exactly what she needed.

"I love you too, bad girl." he said, turning over and kissing her shoulder.

"Holy shit." she said again, as she lay there gasping and shivering.

"You okay?" he asked, looking directly at her.

"Are you kidding? That was the best we've ever done it," she gushed.

Mike chuckled. "Well, you needed to be punished," he said, pinching her lightly on the arm. "How's your ass?"

"Mmm, fine," she murmured, "Can't wait to get punished again."

They lay there talking for a few minutes before Beth knocked on the door, peering in and smiling. "Supper's ready you two."

She turned to leave but stopped and turned to Emma. "Em, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry I've been hogging Mike so much lately."

Emma sat up quickly and stood naked in front of Beth for a second before coming forwards quickly, her hands wrapping around Beth's blonde head and pulling her forward in a deep kiss, her tongue finding her sister's and dancing with it.

Beth stopped and glanced at Mike, "I know that taste," she said with a giggle, and pulled Emma back into a kiss for a few seconds.

"Mmm," she said finally, pulling free of Emma. "If we don't get down there, pretty soon there'll be four of us in here, then five.

"Damn fuckin A! Make her shut the door!"

Several minutes later, Mike came downstairs and sat down to a plate filled with roast, homemade rolls, potatoes, carrots and a nice tall glass of sweet tea.

"Damn I love my sisters," he said as he dug in.

"Damn I love your sister's tits, ass, mouths, pussies..."

'Shut up,' thought Mike.

They all giggled and began to devour the food. After several minutes, Beth finally broke the silence.

"So I guess I should tell you all about the plan that I've thought of to get Ashley out of our little... sex circle."

They laughed as Sarah turned and looked at Beth, "Sex circle?"

Beth giggled and shrugged. "What would you call it?"

"Okay so," she began, turning back into analytical Beth. "Through a series of unfortunate events, we've attracted Ashley into our midst. Now has a fixation on our property."

"Hey, we aren't anyone's slave!"

'Shh,' Mike thought, trying to listen.

"What I propose is that we use Emma to lure Ashley's brother Paul into sleeping with his own sister. If you remember correctly, she even admitted to having a secret attraction to him, but would never think about acting on her own. We need to get Emma and Paul dating, then pull a switch at a party and trick him into fucking her."

"HEY!"

"Whoa... wait a second..." Mike started.

"You're damn right, wait a second. This is OUR pussy you're talking about."

"Your damn right, wait a second," Emma interrupted, almost as if she had heard Mike's voice. "Why me? Why not you, Beth? You're the one with the perfect tits."

The others laughed and nodded, but Beth was ready with a retort. "I've never dated anyone, and you have."

"I dated one guy, it's not like I have a ton of experience! What about Sarah, or Danni?" Emma replied, "They both... and I don't mean this the way it might sound, but they both have more experience dating that I do."

"First; Danni isn't ready to get out there and start dating again."

"And never will." Danni remarked, smiling at Mike. 

Mike returned her smile, relishing the thought of always being with her.

Sarah said, "Second; it will be easier for you to get in good with Paul because Ashley is your friend."

"Don't I get a fuckin' say in this?" Mike asked, his thoughts returning to the conversation and his voice rising in irritation. "I don't want any of you with any other guys. You forced me to be with Ashley temporarily, but now you want me to accept Emma fucking another guy?"

"Over my dead... dead..."

"Mike, baby, calm down," Beth said sweetly, smiling at him and calming him visibly.

Danni, sitting next to him, put a hand on his knee and leaned over, laying a head on his shoulder and listened.

"No one is going to be doing that to her, just listen," Beth said. "All we need to do is get Paul interested in being with her. Then we switch her out with Ashley somehow. That way when he discovers how much fun incest is, she'll be so fixated on him that she won't want to come around here looking for you."

Sarah was nodding. "All she might have to do is to kiss him and let him pay for dinner and the movies a few times."

Mike sighed and ran a hand through his hair, but he raised his head and looked at Emma. 

"Aw shit," she said, as she realized that Mike had caved. She sighed and shook her head, but knew that she was resigned to her fate. After a few minutes of quiet contemplation, she shook her head again resignedly. "I'll call Ashley after dinner and set the damn thing up."

"AW, Shit. Is this really going to go down? MIKE?"

Mike wasn't used to hearing the voice call him by name, and could only think of one thing to think, and responded, 'They seem to have their minds made up. We're out voted, three to two.'

"Three to three, it's a tie dude."

'Just keep cool for now.'

The siblings smiled happily at Mike and Emma. "It'll be great, you'll see." Sarah said sweetly. She pushed a spoonful of meat and gravy into her mouth and winked at Mike.

"So what classes are you taking this semester?" Danni asked, changing the subject.

******

After supper ended, Mike headed to the living to watch some TV while Emma called Ashley. 

Danni came in a few minutes after he'd flipped to Sports Center and sweetly wrestled the remote from him, snuggling up under his arms.

"God you feel so good," he said, wrapping her up in his arms and nuzzling her close. He inhaled her girly scent, relishing the way it intoxicated him and filled his thoughts. He pictured thousands of little bunnies shitting flowers and blowing him kisses and smiled, scooting down in the couch and pulling her close up next to him. 

She sighed happily and nuzzled back against him. 

"Wait a second. Are we watching that stupid reality show again?"

She giggled next to him and nodded, turning to pout at him. "Please lover, it's the one before the finale!"

He sighed and raised an eyebrow at her, but relented and she giggled again, knowing full well that she'd get her way.

He didn't really mind as he planned to occupy himself by fondling her anyways, and began to do so, rubbing her stomach searching for the bottom of her shirt.

"Fuck her!"

'Thanks, go back to sleep.'

"Fucker."

As he rummaged around on her stomach, Emma came back in and sat down on the chair next to them as they both sat up and looked over at her. 

"Well, did you set something up?" Danni asked.

Emma nodded and glanced at the T.V. "I told her that I needed a "cover story" like Mike had, that all of us were going to find "pseudo-boyfriends" and that I'd always been attracted to her big brother anyway." 

Mike shifted uncomfortably on the couch, obviously not at ease with the thought of any of his sisters finding new men. He could feel the sharp stab of jealousy pierced into his innards.

Emma saw his discomfort and turned a sympathetic look on him. "Mike honey, we aren't really going to go find new men. I just had to tell her something. She'd just never believe that I suddenly wanted to date her brother after she just found out that we're involved in an incestuous relationship. Especially with the way I acted when I found out that she knew."

Mike calmed visibly and nodded at her as the other two sisters came in and sat on the other couch. Sarah lay back against the cushions as Beth lay against her, scrunching down in the couch to get comfortable and watch the inane show that was being forced upon them.

As the show broke for commercial a few minutes later, Mike turned and glanced at Emma. 

"So when are you going out," he asked, "or are Ashley and I going out and you accidentally run into us or something?"

Emma shrugged, "I haven't worked all that out yet. Ash is going to talk to Paul and see if he's even interested. If he's not, this could all be for naught."

'I'm beginning to like this plan, as the odds become stacked against it.'

Mike nodded and turned back to the T.V. and snuggled close to Danni, his hand beginning to rummage around on her stomach again.

As the evening wore on, the sisters began to slowly disappear into their rooms until just Mike and Danni were left. She was snoozing quietly in his arms as he twirled a finger in her hair and silently watched her sleeping. He smiled as he thought back to the times that she'd insulted him, and all the fights they'd had. The screaming, knock-down, slap fests that she's assaulted him with. He'd never hit her back, ever. She could have hit him with a bat and he'd have settled for screaming insults at her. He regretted it all now of course and wished he could have been so close with her before now. It wasn't a wish for intimacy, at least not physical intimacy, but more of a yearning for this close relationship with his sister at an earlier age.

She shifted underneath him and turned over, snuggling up close to him in her sleep, her nose brushing against his chest. She felt so soft, so tender and fragile in his arms.

He marveled at the way her hair fell around her neck, the brown locks curling at the ends and laying about it. The pale skin of her neck looked so fragile, but she was so warm next to him, it made him want to never move. Her small hands were pressed between them as she shifted, curling a hand up in his shirt to pull him closer as she slept. He smiled and closed his eyes, complete happiness overtaking him.

The night wore on.

*****

"Squeeze that ass, that's right. Now push your dick between her legs."

Mike awoke with a start. It was morning, very early still, but the Texas sun was beginning to glare through the window. 




Just the Six of Us Ch. 18



He remembered what the voice had been saying that caused him to wake up. Danni was still snuggled up next to him, still sleeping. His hands were down next to her ass, squeezing gently and his morning wood was pressing out from his shorts, pushing painfully into her crotch. He shifted slightly to move it out of the way.

"Come on, fucker, fuck her!"

Mike ignored it and nuzzled his face into her hair, inhaling deeply and relishing the way the scent filled every pore.

She finally began to stir and groggily opened her eyes, lifting her head and wrapping an arm around his neck, pulling his face down and kissing him deeply. "Morning," she said quietly, her voice barely audible.

"I love you, Danni."

She smiled and nuzzled close to him again, "I love you too Mike."

"No, that's not what I mean. I mean I really and truly love you. I've always loved you as a sister, but after last night, I'm sure of it. I LOVE you, I'll always love you, and I hope that doesn't scare you."

Touched by his concern, she ran a hand down the side of his face and across his cheek, kissing him again.

"I know what you are saying Mike." she said, "I understand, and I don't just love you as a sister loves a brother anymore, either. I'm in love with you, as a woman loves a man, deeply and completely. More completely than anyone I've ever cared about.

Mike kissed her again. "I think I could handle Beth, Sarah, or even Emma moving on, eventually. I think, in the back of my mind, I could eventually handle that. Not you, though. I don't think I'll ever be able to let you go."

Danni suddenly grew concerned at his line of thinking. "What do you mean baby? I'm happy here with you. I'm not going to go looking for anything else. You make me much happier than anyone I've ever known."

"I just mean that..." Mike continued, hesitantly, "well, I've often wondered where all this will lead us. I mean, I know that I could be happy like this the rest of my life. Will I really still be sleeping with all four of my sisters from now on? Will they still want me like this years from now, or is this just some kind of a phase?"

"I love you, Mike," Danni said abruptly, "completely. I'm never going to want anything, or anyone else. I'm willing to share you with our sisters, but that's it. I don't want to sleep with any of them, or have any combination of them sleep with us. I love them... but I'm in love with you. I'll never stop wanting to be with you. As for our sisters, I think they feel the same way, at least about wanting someone else, though I can't be sure. I suppose that's just something we'll have to deal with down the road."

They lay there watching the sun rise finally cresting over the back fence, quietly enjoying each other. Finally, Danni began to rise and Mike groaned, turning a pouted frown at her.

"Aww, honey," she said, giggling. She leaned forwards and kissed him deeply once again, then headed off to the bathroom.

He gave her a few minutes to use the restroom and then quietly pushed the door to Sarah's room open, passed her quietly snoring form and tiptoed to the bathroom where Danni had disappeared. He peered in and saw her looking at her face in the mirror.

She smiled and watched him come in and wrap his arms around her. She raised her own arms above her head and back around his neck as his hands roamed over her supple form, her breasts poking out and drawing his attention. His hands moved over her breasts and she sighed happily.

"God you are a sexy woman," he smiled. 

He played with her boobs for a few seconds before lowering his hands and finding the edge of the shirt she was wearing and lifting it off.

"Shower?" he asked, smiling at her. She giggled and nodded.

"My breasts definitely need cleaning." she laughed again, winking at him. She knew full well what he was after.

Smiling he pulled the shirt over her head, followed quickly by his own as she leaned over and turned on the water to the shower she and Sarah shared.

Mike leaned over and locked the door and reached forward, grabbing the edge of her shorts and panties, removing them in one movement as she leaned forwards and kissed him. Giggling, she broke the kiss, and then jumped into the shower.

Mike smiled and pulled off his shorts, glancing down at his dick. It was slowly throbbing back to life, having gotten bored with the sappy "I Love You SOOO MUCH" conversation.

He slid the shower door closed behind him and immediately felt his knees go weak. Soap bubbles were sliding down Danni's body, between her breasts and down to the small hairy triangle in the crevice between her legs. She gave him that certain look that she had that said, 'Come and get me', and he needed no further prodding. 

His cock throbbing to its full erected state, he grabbed both her hips and lifted her up as she wrapped her legs around his hips. She was so light and sexy, so supple and wet and alluring, he could hardly concentrate. His grip was iron though, and he wouldn't drop her. 

Danni felt him sliding the wet tip of his cock at her slit and moaned quietly, lowering herself slowly on his cock. She felt it enter her pussy, felt her muscles giving way to let the beloved organ in to its proper place.

"God Mike," she moaned as he began to slide her down his dick, the shaft causing a thousand tiny prickles of electricity to ricochet around her body. He knew he wouldn't last long in this highly erotic position, but he was determined to let her orgasm first.

She bounced up and down on his shaft, every inch sliding in and out of her sending ripples of pleasure shooting through her as her brother pistoned in and out of her.

He felt his orgasm building and quietly willed her to be closer than himself, feeling his own beginning to crash over the edge. He began gasping and thrusting harder, pushing her over the peak of pleasure in the process. His shaft pushed in and out of her pulsating pussy, contracting and releasing his cock over and over as she bit gently into his neck as the pleasure washed over her. 

Mike began to pump his hot seed into her as the water crashed over them and they kissed, tongues roaming deeply in each other's mouths. Finally, as their orgasms subsided, Mike set her down in the shower, still kissing and biting at her, his cock diminishing quickly.

She kissed him one last time and let him wash himself off, giving her the shower to finish cleaning herself up.

As he got dressed, she got out of the shower and headed to her room, pausing to kiss him one last time. As she reached the bathroom door, he called out to her, "I love you."

She turned and smiled. "I love you too," she said. Then turned, leaving him to the silence.

Mike smiled and looked in the mirror.

"It's gonna be a great day!" he told himself.

******

As he came downstairs for breakfast later, he heard the four sisters yammering on about girly things. Sarah had a plate of eggs, bacon, and hash browns for him, which he devoured quickly.

"Classes start soon don't they?" Sarah asked, glancing over at Emma.

She nodded, "Next week, I'm pretty sure," she managed to get out between mouthfuls.

She glanced over at Mike and nodded to get his attention. "We've got a date this Friday, three days from now. You, me, Paul, and Ashley," she finished.

Mike rolled his eyes. "Can't we just move to another town." he muttered, drawing an amused sigh from several of his sisters.

"We're all doing our part to get her out of here," Sarah said, winking at him. "By the way, there's something the girls and I have decided.

Mike froze, having a deer in the headlights look on his face.

"Calm down, baby," Beth said, smiling sweetly at him and pushing her glasses back up on her nose. "We're not gonna torture you again."

Mike couldn't help but laugh and relaxed.

"We," Sarah began, indicating her and the other three girls, "are going to start birth control immediately."

"Oh, that's it?" Mike asked, "I thought it was something serious." He could feel them looking at him and tried to retract his statement. "Not that that isn't serious, it's just that I thought something had happened."

"None of us want to get pregnant," continued Sarah, "and if we keep going at it like we have been, it's a sure bet that one or more of us will. Condoms just aren't any fun and that just leaves contraception for us."

"We've all got appointments in a few days and its best if we..." started Beth, but trailed off, unable to find the words.

"Stop fucking?" Mike asked.

"WHAT?! What the hell just happened? I leave for a few hours and you've managed to lose all our pussy?"

'Calm down,' he thought.

"FUCK YOU! GET OUR PUSSY BACK!, ASSHOLE."

'I will,' he thought, 'stop acting like a petulant child.'

"To put it crudely," Beth said, "Yes."

Mike nodded, though he was sad. "It's something that's bothered me for a little while, I just couldn't find the right way to broach the subject."

"It won't be too long." Sarah said, smiling and putting a hand on his.

He nodded and stood. "I know. I'm gonna go exercise, work off some energy."

"Work that damn energy off inside some sweet, hot, wet pussy. DICKHEAD!"

The four watched him disappear up the stairs, silently wondering to one another why he was shaking his head and what else he was thinking, but then quickly went back to their morning yammering.

Mike kept himself occupied for the next few days, as best he could. He called up his buddy Matt and a few other guys he knew and went to play a game of football. Then he headed to the gym to do some serious weight lifting, desperately trying to keep his mind on anything but his sisters.

The voice was strangely quiet during all this time, which was odd because he'd expected it to hammer him with commands to get the fuck back to fucking his siblings. He actually began to miss the voice messing with him, and began to wonder where it had gone to.

"Oh, don't get all sentimental on me, I'm still here. I just don't see the point in talking to you if you aren't going to be trying to get fucked anytime soon. Here's a guy fucking the four hottest women in the state and what's he do? He goes and wrestles around for a football with a bunch of dudes!"

'Glad to see you are still as eloquent as ever, buddy,' he thought.

"Eat me."

'Stop worrying, they just don't want to get pregnant,' thought Mike, 'A baby would put a serious bind on our situation, not to mention a sizable dent in our fucking, now wouldn't it?'

There was a few seconds of silence followed by a sharp reply.

"Well... yeah. You're right... but..."

'Yes, it would. I thought you would agree.'

The voice kept silent after that, quietly biding its time Mike guessed. He, Emma, Beth, and Danni all went and paid their tuition fees, bought their books and got ready for classes to start. 

Sarah was sitting in the living room with Sally, desperately trying to avoid uncomfortable questions.

"I'm not going to tell you!"

"Aw, come on!" Sally begged. "Does he have a big cock?"

"Sally!"

"Please, I'll stop asking questions." she said, "Just give me some juicy tidbits."

"Will you stop asking if I tell you a just few things?"

"Yesyesyesyesyes!" Sally shouted repeatedly.

She'd been desperately trying to find out why her best friend was no longer interested in going man hunting with her. There was silence for a few seconds while Sarah considered her options. Sally had a way of prying things out of her, even when she desperately wanted to keep it secret. She'd have to be careful... very careful. 

"Well," Sarah began, "Alright, if you promise to stop asking, I'll give you a little bit of information. First, he's athletic, and yes, he's got a nicely sized cock."

"How big?" Sally interrupted. "Bigger than Steve?"

Sarah rolled her eyes, remembering her douche bag ex boyfriend. "Yeah, way bigger than that caveman."

"Wow," replied Sally, having had several threesomes with Sarah and Steve before. "Bigger than Mike?"

Sarah started to answer, but realized she should be acting disgusted by the question, as a sister picturing her brother's dick would normally not act nonchalant. "Sally, that's gross... my brother, really."

"Oh come on, you saw his wet midnight stroll a few nights ago. His cock looked... delectable," Sally said with a giggle.

"Uuugh, come on Sally."

"Okay okay," she said, biting her lip. "But was it?"

"It was about the same size," Sarah finally said, "Okay?"

"Okay! What else are you gonna tell me? What's his name?"

"I'm not telling you that."

"Do I know him?"

"Probably."

"Is the sex really that good?"

"Girl, you have no idea."

The door opened then and Sarah's four siblings filed through, carrying books. They all smiled and acknowledged the two sitting and filed past to their rooms. As he passed, Sally winked at Mike and licked her lips, causing him to drop a book as he smacked into the door frame.

Sally started giggling as Sarah shot her a dirty look.

"What?" she asked as the giggles subsided.

"Stay away from my little brother." Sarah said, fixing a serious stare at Sally.

Sally looked at her best friend inquisitively, curious as to why she would even be concerned.

"He's a big boy, Sarah," she responded, "in more ways than one."

"Yes, but he's still mi... my baby brother," she corrected quickly.

"It was just a little harmless flirting. Besides, I think Ashley would probably tear my hair out if I actually seduced your sexy little brother."

Sarah laughed and smiled at the thought. "You're probably right about that."

The two continued to talk quietly until they were interrupted again. Emma was wearing a skimpy bikini, her muscular legs and ass accentuated by the tiny two piece. Sarah couldn't help but stare at her gorgeous sister as she passed and headed out the back door.

"Wow," Sally said, staring just as much as Sarah was. "Now I know what I want for Christmas! One Em and M sandwich!"

Sarah feigned amusement and shook her head at Sally. "You really need to find a man or a woman that isn't related to me for your sexual shenanigans."

Sally stuck her tongue out at Sarah. "Party pooper."

"Would you like to go swimming?" Sarah suddenly asked, and looked up at the clock.

It was nearing two o'clock in the afternoon and the Texas sun would be heating up the backyard nicely. 

"That pool water is going to feel incredible!" Sally said, grinning and rising to head to Sarah bedroom. "Got a suit I can wear?"

Sarah nodded and rose to follow. 

******

Mike smiled as he peered out his window. Emma was stretched out nicely by the poolside below him, her little blue bikini stretching and moving with her. She leaned to one side and then the other, and then winked up at her brother watching her through his window. She turned and bent over, careful to point her perfect ass in the direction of the window he was standing at.

Her blue bikini, being a g-string, concealed nothing and her muscular buttocks were flexing and stretching as she bent over. He marveled at the perfection of her legs and thighs, and thought she could easily be a model if she'd wanted.

Emma grinned to herself, knowing the show she was giving her brother. She turned suddenly and dove into the pool, swimming around in the deep coolness for a few seconds before coming up and shaking her hair out.

The door to the patio opened and Sarah came out, followed by Sally. They were wearing bikinis of Sarah's and came over to the other side of the pool where the lounge chairs were. Sarah dropped her stuff and immediately turned to dive into the pool.

Sally glanced up at the window and smiled, seeing Mike watching them. She raised her hand and offered him a little wave, and then dove into the water herself.

The three girls splashed around in the water a few minutes and Mike finally couldn't stand it any longer, pulling his shorts and boxers off, he quickly found his swim trunks and headed downstairs.

Smiling as she saw him emerge from the house a few minutes later, Sally swam over to the side of the pool followed by the two sisters and peered up at him as he pulled the top over his head. 

"Mind if I join you ladies?" he asked.

"GOD, LOOK AT THE BOOBS!!"

'I was wondering when you were gonna speak up.'

"Boobs... right there..."

'Calm down Beavis, I see them.'

"Well... go get 'em!"

Mike chuckled to himself and walked around to toss his shirt onto a chair and winked at his sisters as he dove into the water. He'd forgotten one important thing however. As a result, as his body cut smoothly into the water, breaking the surface as cleanly as a professional diver, the water just as keenly raked his trunks off his hips, down his legs and off, leaving them floating on the surface.

Sarah and Emma cackled loudly as they realized their brother's swim trunks had abandoned him. Sally was grinning like a fool and dove towards his trunks, scooping them up and tossing them as far from the pool as she could, well out of reach.

"Nice," said Mike, coming up for air and seeing Sally tossing his trunks away.

Sally winked at him and moved back to the edge of the pool.

"Well done, sweetie. Forget to tie your trunks?" Sarah asked, giggling.

Mike wasn't the same person he used to be, however and wasn't going to be shy and modest just because there was someone else in the house with them. He wasn't going to start fondling his sisters right then and there, but he was far from the same, unsure, nervous Mike that he'd been before Sarah had jerked him off many weeks ago. He swam towards his sisters and Sally, a mischievous grin on his face.

As he moved close to Sarah, she splashed him with water and tried to move away, but he was too close and he lunged, grabbing her by the arm and hoisting her out of the water. She slapped him on the arms and back as he lifted her over his head and threw her towards the deeper end of the pool, the backyard filling with the laughter of the other two girls.

Mike pushed off with his legs and released Sarah and she flew towards the deep end. As he did, he came out of the water up to his hips, affording the other two a view of his semi-hard dick hovering just below the surface of the water.

"Mike! Holy crap dude, put the beast away!" Emma said, trying to cover for herself and Sarah.

Sarah came up with a look of mayhem on her face, not looking pleased at all. Mike had turned around and was moving towards the next closest girl, which just happened to be Sally.

She feigned trying to get away, but as he grabbed her she brushed against his dick with her palm, giggling as he lifted her to toss her past the scowling Sarah.

She came up sputtering and coughing, and noticed that her top had slipped. She began to adjust it but thought better of it and tossed it over with Mike's trunks, her breasts soaked and nipples erect in the hot Texas sun.

"'TIDDIES, Look at the TIDDIES."

Mike tried unsuccessfully to keep his eyes to himself, but couldn't help it and finally gave up, staring at her erect nipples and glistening pale breasts. Sarah caught his gaze and splashed her friend with water. "Not in front of my brother you slut!"

Sally cackled and winked at Mike, pointing at Sarah. Mike nodded and grinned with her, lunging for Sarah again. He pulled both of her arms behind her back as Sally reached forwards to tickle her.

Emma was giggling beside them and came up behind Sally to wrestle her away from her big sister, coming to her aid. 

Sally, being smaller than Emma, and much weaker, was no match for the natural athlete. Emma pulled her off easily and pushed her towards the other side of the pool, turned, then started after her.

Sarah giggled at her sister as Mike quietly came up behind pushing his cock into the crease of her ass, sliding between her legs as he came up close behind her.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 18



Sally caught the movement out of the corner of her eye, and noted how close the two were as Emma came forwards to try and push her under the water. She briefly thought it was curious that the two would be so comfortable being so close with Mike being naked, but the thought was lost as Emma wrapped her arms around the girl to bring her over to another part of the pool. 

She turned her around and began to tickle the older girl, causing her to thrash about in her arms. She noticed Sally trying to get a hold of her swimsuit, and in truth wouldn't have cared about wearing one or not, but figured she'd better play the part of the sister that didn't want to be naked in front of her brother. 

She lunged away from the older girl but felt the tips of the fingers grasping at the back of her suit, and she put her hands to her small breasts, trying to keep the suit on. Sally was relentless however, and soon all that was holding Emma's top on was the desperately grasping fingers of the youngest sister.

Mike chuckled and moved to help his sister, diving under the water and coming up underneath Sally and lifting her completely out of the water, and finally throwing her to the deep end again.

Mike finally decided that he'd better cool off and swam to the side of the pool, pushing himself up and out, knowing that all three girls were watching him, either directly or out of the corner of their eyes. Smiling to himself he moved over to where his trunks had landed and pulled them on, and then tossed Sally her top.

Danni and Beth finally made it out of the house to pool side. Mike, trying as best as he could, only glanced at Beth's breasts a few dozen times. The siblings played games in the pool for the rest of the day, until it was finally time for the twins to get ready for their date.

Sally paused at the door as she was getting ready to leave and smiled at the family. "Thanks for having me," she called and turned to leave, as Sarah followed her close behind.

They paused at the door and Sarah leaned in, kissing her friend on the lips for a few seconds before turning to head back in, waving goodbye as Sally closed the door behind her.

As he finished getting dressed, Mike came down and sat on the couch. He was wearing a blue shirt and blue jeans, his hair combed and styled and doused with cologne. He flipped on the T.V. as his other sisters came into the room. Beth, Danni, and Sarah all sat on the other couch and looked over at their brother. 

Feeling them staring at him, he slowly turned his head and looked them. "What?!" he asked finally.

"I think they're worried." replied Emma, behind him. Mike turned and was taken aback at how gorgeous his twin looked. 

"Wow," he said, and couldn't turn away.

Emma actually blushed and moved to sit next to him on the sofa. She was wearing a spaghetti strap top and a skirt that afforded a great view of her legs and accentuated her ass. 

"Damn you look good." he said, leaning over and kissing her on the cheek.

She smiled and glanced over at her sisters. "You'd think they had just lost a pet or something.

Mike chuckled and glanced at his other sisters; and they did indeed look like they just had a pet die. Three faces were frowning back at them, looking for all intents and purposes, dejected.

"What?" Beth said. "Just because this was our idea doesn't mean we like the thought of our lover going off to date someone else. Emma either."

"Aw, girls," Mike said, touched that they needed him that much. "Don't worry. I'm coming back to you, to all of you. I promise to watch out for Emma as well. If Paul misbehaves, I'll just introduce him to this," he said holding up his fist.

Sarah rolled her eyes and giggled, breaking the tension as the other sisters joined in. "Okay Billy-Badass, just try and have fun."

"Well, let's go." Emma said, standing and giving all of them a view of her exquisite, barely skirt-covered ass.

Mike winked at his sisters a few seconds later. He leaned over and kissed each of them, then turned to follow Emma to his truck.

"That ass."

'Shut up.'

He opened the door for her and then ran to his side. Sliding under the wheel, he turned the key, and the noisy truck roared to life.

As they headed off to pick up Ashley and Paul, Emma glanced over at her brother and smiled. He noticed her movement and glanced over, smiling back.

"What?" he asked, turning back to watch the road.

"I was just thinking," she replied, "I didn't think I'd ever get to go on a date with you in public."

Mike smiled and nodded. "I'd love to be able to go public with our relationship, but unfortunately I think a double date is the best we can manage right now."

Emma chuckled and nodded. "A girl can dream, can't she?"

Ten minutes later, they arrived at Ashley's house. "Be right back."

He knocked and a few seconds later, Ashley's red head poked out from behind the door.

"Hi Mike!" she said and leapt forwards, hugging him and knocking him backwards a few steps.

******

Paul heard his overly excitable little sister open the door and shook his head. He was a tall, decently built guy, dark hair and green eyes. When Ashley had told him that a friend of hers was interested in him, he was immediately interested.

His annoying little sister had some hot friends, after all, and he'd been in a bit of a dry spell, girl wise. Not that he was a player, but he'd had a few girlfriends. He was definitely a nice guy, polite and caring, like any good Texas boy was raised to be.

He glanced in the mirror one last time and decided he was satisfied with his appearance. He was wearing a black shirt and blue jeans. He and Ashley, who was three years his junior, lived in an apartment with their mother.

Heading to the door where Ashley was, he pulled it open to reveal his sister tackling Mike and tapped his excitable little sister on the shoulder.

"Oops," Ashley said. "Mike, this is my big brother, Paul."

Paul reached out and shook Mike's hand, which was firm and unyielding. Paul was slightly impressed and nodded a hello. 

"Nice to meet you," Mike said politely.

Paul turned and called out to his mother. "Back later mom, I've got Ashley."

Turning to head outside with the other three he stopped dead as he caught sight of Mike's sister. He'd met Emma once or twice when she'd come over to visit Ashley, but she didn't look anything like she used to. "Wow," he said, not meaning to say it out loud.

He tried to calm himself down as he followed his sister, who was bouncing up and down beside Mike as they walked towards Emma and the truck.

"Paul," he said, offering his hand for her to shake and smiling genuinely at her. "You look beautiful." he said as she took his hand and shook it softly.

Blushing she smiled and nodded, "Thanks."

Ashley smiled and hugged Emma quickly and climbed into the front seat as Mike opened the door for her. 

Paul noted the polite manners that Mike had, and nodded his approval, checking off another point for Mike. He reached over and opened the rear door in Mike's extended cab and helped Emma into the truck before heading around to the empty seat behind Mike.

As the truck roared to life, Mike turned and glanced behind him. "So, any idea what you ladies want to do?"

"Well, we can go to dinner," Emma said and the other's all agreed.

"So, McDonalds?" Mike said with a grin at Paul, who chuckled and shook his head. 

"Burger King is closer."

"Say Taco Bell, that'll be funny!"

'Leave the jokes to me, bro.'

"Ass."

Emma and Ashley weren't amused and scowled at their dates.

They chose an Italian restaurant, the same one Mike had been to with Beth, though he didn't tell anyone that. They arrived and got seated, the boys pulling the chairs out for their dates.

As the waiter arrived, Mike noticed it was the same one that had waited on him and Beth. The waiter glanced at Mike and chuckled, recognizing him and glanced at the two girls with him before asking for their drink order.

Paul couldn't keep his eyes off Emma. She looked absolutely gorgeous in her black top and miniskirt. He tried to keep his eyes from roaming across her athletic body but couldn't help himself, and kept glancing at her brother to make sure he didn't notice the staring.

They were sitting at a medium sized round table, Emma next to Ashley, who sat next to Mike, followed by Paul and finally Emma again. 

"So, was that your bike in front of your apartment?" Mike asked, hoping to break the ice. "What is it, a 900 V-Twin?"

Paul nodded and immediately began talking about his bike, "Yeah, that's mine, but it's a Honda VTX 1300. I almost bought the 1800, but I did a little research and found there were a few owners who were having a handful of reoccurring problems with them. And Honda has since discontinued the line."

"I love to ride myself," offered Mike, "but I haven't had a bike in several years, and never that big."

"That's my third." Paul replied. "I owned a Harley 1200 Sportster, and before that a Honda 750. I loved being a part of the Harley mystic, but they're several thousand dollars more than their equivalent in any other brand. And Honda and Yamaha have a dealership in nearly every sizable city, so it's easier and cheaper to get them serviced. The dealership here carries both brands. I'm thinking of trading the 1300 in on a Yamaha 1900 Raider."

"Whoa," responded Mike, "that's a big bike."

The two girls listened politely before launching into their own conversation about working out and school starting soon.

As their dinner arrived, Emma rose to head to the bathroom and was followed by Mike, who was eager to get a reaction on how the date was progressing.

"I don't know, bro," Emma said as they rounded the corner to the bathroom, out of sight from the other brother and sister. "I mean, he's nice, and good looking, but once you've had this," she said, coming forwards and grabbing his crotch, her hand groping at his cock.

"Jeez, Emma!" he said, brushing her hand away. "Someone could see!"

She pouted for just a second but giggled quickly. "I like him, I guess," she said. "I mean, I would if I wasn't with you."

Mike felt a pang of jealousy and quickly pushed it back down.

"What are we going to do later, after supper?" Mike asked.

"Well, we can go out and see a movie." Emma said, smiling, "I promise to 'try' to behave myself."

Mike smiled and nodded and turned to head back to the table, but felt Emma breathing on his neck and stopped.

"Besides, you can always punish me when we get home." she said and giggled evilly as he turned a shocked look back at her. 

She turned and winked, heading back to the table.

Paul turned to Ashley and smiled as the twins left the table. "Damn, Emma grew up!"

Ashley smiled and nodded. "So you like her?"

Paul nodded enthusiastically. "How's it going with you and studly," he said, playfully mocking Mike.

"He's so dreamy." she gushed, smiling and giggling at her brother. "I hope we both get some make out time later!"

Paul chuckled and shook his head. "That'd be nice." he said, patting her on the shoulder.

Mike and Emma came back to the table at that point and rejoined the conversation just as their food arrived. 

"...yeah, that was my senior year, when we won State."

Paul nodded. "Yeah I remember, I think everyone does. Matt...what is his name... your quarterback."

"Stuart," Mike finished. "Yeah, he's still a buddy of mine."

"Does he play for any schools?"

"No," Mike said, shaking his head. "He found out that I didn't want to play anymore and he said without me to catch for him, he wouldn't be any good. I nearly laughed my ass off when he said that."

"Wow, that's a shame." Paul said, shaking his head. "That guy could throw."

"Yeah, he could throw a mile," Emma said, "But only Mike was fast enough to run underneath it and catch it. Matt had awesome range, but his accuracy wasn't that great. He used to just toss it into the end zone and Mike would have to adjust his run pattern, outrun everyone else and make the catch."

Mike smiled and nodded at his sister. "Yeah, that's true, but still, there are faster guys than me out there. Matt quit for his own reasons, and just used me as an excuse."

"What about you?" Ashley asked.

"Me? Well, I just didn't need it anymore. After mom and dad were killed..." he paused as a flood of memories hit him. Pushing them back down mentally, he glanced up at Emma, who was having the same difficulty. "Sorry Em." he said.

Ashley put a hand on Emma's, who finally turned and smiled. "I'm okay."

"After our parents passed away, I think both of us needed to stay occupied. All of us really." he said, referring to the rest of his sisters.

"I had football. Emma had volleyball, track, basketball, softball, cross-country, and everything else she did. Beth focused on her books and studies, and Danni went out and partied."

"What about Sarah?" Ashley asked, glancing at Emma again.

"Sarah had all of us to take care of, I guess." Emma said, smiling and brushing a single tear from her eye. "I suppose she just took up where Mom left off. Dad too, really." 

Paul put a hand on her shoulder and smiled genuinely at her.

"I'm okay," she said.

"So basically," Mike replied, "after I'd had time to deal with... it, I didn't really need to keep myself occupied all the time."

"You gonna fuck soon or what?"

'Go back to sleep.'

"I can sympathize with you guys." replied Paul. "Our dad left when we were kids, and we had to deal with it too, each in our own ways, just like all of you."

The conversation soon turned to lighter topics, movies, music and the like. Soon, dinner was over. Mike paid the bill and they all piled into the truck to head to the movie theater.

"There's a decent movie at the theater. Ya'll game?" he asked.

Three nods of approval later, he turned into the parking lot and they all headed in while Paul purchased the tickets. As they shuffled inside, the movie started and they hurriedly found their seats, just as the theater darkened.

Ashley was on one end, followed by Mike, Emma, and finally Paul. The previews started and Emma leaned close to her brother, but remembering who she was actually supposed to be here with, leaned over a little closer to Paul.

'He's cute, at least,' she told herself. 'He smells good, he's polite, and he gets along with Mike. You can do this.'

Ashley had no trouble wrapping herself around Mike arms, staring up at him with love-struck eyes and hardly paying attention to the movie. 

As the previews ended, she already had her hand on his leg and Emma decided it was time to lure Paul in with her womanly charms. She assumed the plan was to get him excited and promise him sex, and then, when he was blindfolded, get Ashley in on the plan. Somehow they would switch the redhead with herself, and trick the two into fucking.

She parted her knees slightly, letting her leg rest against Paul's, hoping he'd notice and wouldn't be too shy to take action. She'd never let it progress too far, but had to at least give him a little action to keep him interested and unsuspecting.

Mike saw the movement, but was a little too distracted with Ashley, who in the darkness of the theater was rubbing his dick through his blue jeans, waking the beast and causing him no end of discomfort.

Paul saw the movement of Emma's leg and slowly worked up the courage to move his left hand over, lightly brushing against her leg. She didn't move.

'I'm in,' he thought, and slowly began to move his hand closer, sneaking it on there, presumably to say, 'What's this doing here, BAD HAND, BAD HAND,' if she noticed and called him out on it.

Emma smiled, silently congratulating herself. She was doing it. Her lover was sitting on one side, and this stranger was on the other and she was letting him touch her leg! She felt so incredibly naughty and was starting to get turned on.

Mike glanced over and saw Paul's hand, but reminded himself of the outcome of what they were trying to achieve, reminding himself that there would be more that Emma would likely have to do to orchestrate it.

Mike felt Ashley pull his arm over to her and figured that she wanted to hold his hand, even though one hand was still rubbing his cock through his pants. She pulled it over to her crotch and up her skirt, rubbing it clumsily on her underwear, desperately trying to hint at what she wanted him to do. Mike just played dumb. Even with his recent experience, it being the exception to the rule, he was still pretty good at it.

Paul had his hand completely on Emma's leg and was squeezing and caressing her knee, as if to say, 'Look how soft and sexy I can be on your knee! Just think of what I can do elsewhere!'

Emma bit her lip as he ran his hand down the side of her knee to the inner part. She didn't move, but inside she was a storm of conflicting emotions. On one hand she was incredibly apprehensive about being fondled by someone she just met and right in front of her brother. 

She was also worried that her brother/lover would notice and get angry, causing a scene. Still, she was even more worried that she'd blow her cover, and then of course she was getting more and more turned on by the whole situation. 'I can't believe I'm doing this,' she thought over and over as Paul slowly ran his hand up and down her inner thigh.

Mike glanced over and saw Paul rubbing his hand up and down Emma's thigh, and jealousy suddenly filled him.

The film strip began to do something weird on the screen and the theater was suddenly bathed in white light for a second.

"Looks like the film broke." Paul said, suddenly putting his hand in his own lap. 

Emma glanced down and fought back a smile when she noticed the bulge in his pants. 

'I did that,' she thought, intrigued that she'd turned on another man besides her brother.

The theater house lights came up and someone on a speaker announced that it would be a few minutes before the movie resumed, as the film had broken. 

Paul stood and looked around for a second, "You guys wanna go look at the stars or go get some ice cream or something?"

They all glanced at one another and nodded, none of them the least bit interested in the movie, and stood to file out of the theater.



Just the Six of Us Ch. 19



Here we are again, loyal readers. Thanks to Zex for his additions, and to anon for his grammar checking skills.

As I've mentioned on my profile, Chapter 20 will follow this one quickly, much quicker than the gap from 18 to 19.

Check my profile for updates, and thanks for reading!

Chapter 19

As Mike, Paul, Emma, and Ashley filed out of the theater, Mike thought back over everything that had happened that had led them to 'the date.' He really didn't want to know, but couldn't help but wonder what other people would think if they knew what was going on between his sisters and him.

Here was a guy that was sleeping with his four female siblings and now he was out on a double date with a crazy redhead, her older brother, who was dating his own twin, and trying to get the two of them interested in each other, all the while trying not to become outwardly jealous. The last thing he wanted was to lash out at Ashley's brother, giving her any reason to turn him in to the police. Mike chuckled to himself and shook his head.

They finally exited the theater and walked down the small strip mall that the theater was attached to, looking at the windows and chatting idly amongst themselves.

They passed a few clothing stores and a sports card shop, walking and laughing. As they passed the card shop, Mike glanced in and for a moment, time seemed to stand still.

'It can't be,' he thought.

"It sure looks like him to me man."

The other three kept walking, not noticing that Mike had stopped and was staring into the card shop at a small group of guys inside. They were all crowded around the counter, looking into a display case at something Mike couldn't see. He didn't recognize any of the other guys, but the one on the end had one feature that brought Mike back to a very dark place.

Mike stood staring hard, as his group finally noticed that he wasn't with them anymore and turned to find where he had gone.

"Mike?" Emma called, "You coming?"

He didn't seem to hear her, and she could see by the expression on his face that something was wrong. Crossing back over the few steps that separated them, she took and shook his arm. Confused, she turned and peered at where he was staring.

Suddenly, a gasped escaped her lips and she covered her mouth to stifle it. She immediately began to pull at her brother, trying to get him moving away from the card shop, as the memories of that night came flooding back.

"Please Mike, now is not the time," she kept saying, but Mike was lost in a haze of anger and brutal, unforgiving memories. 

The red-head that Mike was staring at turned, suddenly aware of someone staring at him. The guy standing next to Red noticed also, and Mike saw him speak. Without turning his head, Red appeared to answer, causing his buddy to also look in Mike's direction. His buddy spoke again, and with a nod of his head, both started their way over to Mike.

"Oh my God," said Emma. "Not here, not now."

"What?" asked Paul, as Red and his buddy came out of the shop and quickly closed the distance between them.

With no time to answer, or even think, Emma merely stepped in front of Mike. Paul, taking in the situation as best he could with no more time than he had been given, sized up the two guys as they approached, and asked, "Can I help ya'll?"

"None of your concern," said Red, "I just want to have a word with Tinkerbell here."

Mike put his hands on each of Emma's arms, moving her to one side.

His attention on her for that instant, in an attempt to remove her from harm's way, Red took the opportunity without warning to catch Mike with a left hook firmly across the jaw.

"Hey, ass," barked Paul, as Mike staggered, then moved forward to intervene, but was cut off by Red's buddy.

"Now, now sweetheart," said 'Buddy', holding a hand to Paul's chest. "The man said it was none of your concern."

"You alright Mike?" asked Paul, not taking his eyes off 'Buddy'.

"Yup," answered Mike, shaking his head and gathering his senses, preparing himself for whatever was next. "But they're right; this has nothing to do with you and yours. You don't need to get involved."

"I wouldn't," Paul said, "except for one thing."

"And what is that, 'missy'?" asked 'Buddy'.

"I don't care for ass-wipes putting their hands on me," said Paul, as he grabbed 'Buddy's' hand and turned it backwards against its own arm in what Mike recognized as a martial arts wrist lock. With it Paul sent 'Buddy' falling sideways to the cement floor.

Red had been ready for a move from his buddy, but took Paul's cue instead to throw his second punch at Mike.

"DUCK!"

Mike, having shaken off his surprise attack, slipped under the attempt and countered with three quick shots to Red's body, left-right-left, all three hard to his rib cage, followed by a round house right, which appeared to have come somewhere from the middle of Alaska, effectively placing Red horizontal, out before his head introduced itself to the walkway.

Someone must have anticipated what was about to happen and called security as two uniforms were on the scene before Mike could stand back up straight.

"Okay guys. Don't move. The police will be here in a few seconds. What's going on? Who saw what happened?"

******

Red was handcuffed and placed into the back of the police cruiser as Mike peered over at his sister and the other two that had come with them on the date. His jaw hurt, but him not caring made it not so bad, and the officer was standing, staring, and waiting for an answer.

"Sorry officer," replied Mike, "what was the question?"

"I've got a pretty good idea what happened from the witnesses, but now I need your side of the story to finish my report. What's all this about?"

Mike sighed and ran his hand across his jaw, massaging the soreness.

"A couple of months ago, just after school let out, my sister, Danni, was at a frat party. I got a call from Emma, my other sister, saying she couldn't find her. I went up to help look for her and found her passed out in a locked bedroom. That asshole you've got locked up in the back of your car had his pants down around his ankles and was just about to..." Mike stopped, his jaw tense and flexed.

The officer put a hand on his shoulder and pushed him back a step. "I'm gonna need you to calm down son, alright? I just need the facts so I can see what we're going to do about this guy, okay?"

Mike took a deep breath and nodded, then glanced back at Emma and added. "I knocked down one of them when I kicked in the door, and then I decked Red there and grabbed my sister and tried to get her out of the frat house. I had handed her off to Emma and another sister of ours when I got jumped from behind. I don't remember much after that, but it involved that douche bag and most if not all of his frat brothers. My sisters said that the guy watching the door stepped in to keep them from killing me and pulled me out, stopping the fight."

"Did you file a police report?" asked the officer.

Mike shook his head, suddenly irritated with himself for forgetting such an obvious thing.

"No sir," he said, "I guess we just wanted to move on, put it behind us. My sister still hasn't completely recovered."

"Well, if you had, this would be regarded as a second incident. But not so, since you didn't," the officer said, then asked, "So the guy in the back there, did he actually do anything to your sister?"

"Someone slipped something in her drink, but no sir, nothing more than that. I got there just in time. She still had her panties on, but her dress was pulled up. He had his pants down though, and had his... well... thing in his hand when I got in there."

"Be thankful for that then. There's not much we can do about that, since you didn't call the police and file a police report. If he were to make a fuss about it all, I could technically arrest you for destruction of private property, since you admitted kicking in the door of the frat house. But seeing the reason for doing so, I can't say I blame you. And of course, he hasn't mentioned it, and probably won't."

"Okay," Mike said, "but what about tonight?"

"Well, I've got plenty of witnesses that corroborate your side of the story, that he did in fact throw the first punch. We would have him for assault, but you say you're not willing to press charges. That means all I can charge him with is disturbing the peace. He's got alcohol on his breath so my partner tested him and he blew over the legal limit, so we can add public intoxication to that. He'll be spending the night in jail, and there'll be a hefty fine for him to pay. Other than that, I'd advise you the next time something like this happens, just walk the other way before something worse comes of another incident."

Mike nodded. "You got it officer. Thanks for the help."

The officer turned and went over to talk to the other officer standing near a different group of people, getting more of the same story from them. As Mike approached the rest of his group who were standing near the ice cream shop, he turned and called to the officer. "Do you need anything else from any of us?"

The young policeman turned and shook his head. "I've got all the info I need from ya'll right now. We'll contact you if we need anything else. Ya'll be safe tonight, hear?"

Mike nodded, and turned back to the girls and Paul.

"You okay?" Ashley asked, moving close and peering up at him.

Mike smiled and nodded. "I'm okay, though my jaw'll be a little sore tomorrow. Sorry about all this man," he said, glancing over at Paul.

Paul raised his hand. "Don't worry about it man, I heard about what happened. I'm just glad I could be here to cover your six."

"Your six? What's a..."

'My back, or backside. My ass.'

"Oh, right."

Emma came over, and with tears streaming down both cheeks, hugged her brother tightly. 

"You sure you're okay?" she asked.

Clearly she was reliving the previous encounter as well as tonight.

He smiled and squeezed her tightly. "I'm fine Em. I promise. Try not to think about the past, okay?"

She nodded and wiped her face, pulling herself off her brother in light of where they were, and who they were with.

"So now that we've enjoyed a dinner... and a fight..." Emma said, trying to lighten the mood.

Paul checked his watch, it was 9:00. "Seems a shame to end the night now, wanna go rent a movie or something?"

Mike and Ashley shrugged, and Emma smiled saying, "We can head to our house. I'm sure there's something good on."

They headed to Mike's truck and piled in, but the trip to the sibling's house was uncomfortably quiet. Mike clicked on his radio and gently turned up the volume to a comfortable level, letting the music ease the tension until at last they pulled up to the house.

Emma hopped out quickly and headed inside to warn her sisters as Mike, Paul, and Ashley all headed up the walk. Sarah was disappearing into her room half dressed as the three entered the kitchen. Mike opened the fridge, offering the other two siblings a drink as Emma headed to the living room to flip through the channels to find a decent movie. The Big Lebowski was on, a favorite of the twins, and Emma grinned over at Mike who smiled and headed over.

"You guys ever seen this?" Mike asked. Ashley shook her head, but Paul was nodding.

"A classic," he said, heading into the living room and moving to sit next to Emma.

Ashley glanced over at her brother as he sat down, and he turned and smiled, winking at her, and then turned back to the movie. She giggled and grabbed Mike's hand, pulling him over to the loveseat and practically draped herself across him, stopping only to grab the blanket covering the edge and pulling it over her and Mike.

Almost immediately Mike could feel Ashley groping for his cock, and he groaned inwardly.

"What the fuck are you groaning for? Send that other ass-hat packing and let's get to fucking!"

'We've talked about this.'

"That's your problem, too much talky, not enough fucky."

'I can't fuck Ashley.'

"Sure you can. Just pull her ass over here and let her sink down on the beast. She'll love it, and you know it."

'That's not what I meant, and you know it. I can't fuck her because at least one of my sisters would get upset and stop fucking me. Us. Probably all of them. Is that what you want?'

"Hell no bro. But it was their idea in the first place, remember. But it's also all part of 'the plan.' You get Ashley all excited and do the old bait and switch with 'He-Man' over there, who's rubbing around on your fuckin home turf. That's your own personal property he's fixing to have in his hands, bro."

'First, Emma isn't my property, she's my sister. Second, he's just got his arm around her. Third, that's not how this is going to play out, at least not exactly. Fourth, shut the fuck up already.'

Mike tried to grab for Ashley's hand under the blanket, but she already had it down his pants, her cold fingers causing him to jump slightly. He glanced over at Emma, who bit her lip hiding a grin and gently shook her head at him and winked playfully. As he glanced at her, he noticed she was leaning into Paul, who had put his arm comfortably around her. There was a momentary twinge of jealousy, which he quickly pushed away.

Emma found herself leaning gently into Paul, almost forgetting it wasn't Mike she was leaning into. Her mind began playing tricks on her again and she found herself conflicted, wondering if she would be able to keep up the façade, and continue pretending to be interested in Paul. At least she kept telling herself that she wasn't interested. She felt his warmth against her shoulder, and his hand rubbing her other arm softly. She kept glancing over at Mike nervously, suddenly very aware that her lover was watching her.

Mike struggled under the cover with Ashley, trying not to let anyone else know where her hand was while trying to remove it at the same time. She kept rubbing her hand up and down his dick, not even pretending to watch the movie. The struggle beneath the covers continued for the length of the movie. After which, Mike stood quickly as Ashley yanked her hand out as the cover fell away.

"I guess we better take you guys home," he said suddenly, glancing over at Paul and Emma.

Emma jumped, startled by the sudden movement on the other couch, bringing her back to the reality of the moment, and what they were trying to accomplish. She nodded at her brother as he stood and waited for the others to join him. She held a hand out to Paul, who took it and rose and then followed her into the kitchen and out the door.

Mike turned to Ashley and smiled, holding a hand out to help her up and pulling her behind him towards the door and his truck.

A few minutes later, they pulled up to the house and Ashley leaned over in the seat and pulled Mike's face towards hers as she tried to kiss him. Mike relented and gave her a quick kiss on her lips. She leapt out of his truck a few seconds later, a goofy smile plastered across her face.

Emma stepped out of the backseat as Paul walked around and gave her a hug.

"Thanks for a great evening," she said as he wrapped his arms around her in a warm embrace.

"I hope we can do it again sometime," he said, smiling at her.

Emma nodded and he leaned in close, moving his lips to her cheek, he kissing it lightly before turning and walking up the steps.

"Sounds great," she said, climbing back into her brother's truck.

As the truck roared to life and Mike began to pull away, Emma glanced over at her brother, trying to gauge his mood.

"Everything okay?" she asked.

Mike nodded quickly, then added, "It's just the oddness of the situation is all," turning and flashing a smile at her.

"Well, that goes without saying, stud," she said, grinning at him.

An awkward silence followed for a several seconds.

Then Mike finally ended it by asking, "So, what do you think?"

Emma shrugged. "He's okay, I guess."

"Are you gonna be able to get him to somehow seduce Ashely?" he asked.

Emma giggled at the oddity of the statement, but shrugged as she turned back to look out her window. "Honestly, I don't know. It was far too weird sitting half the night right next to the guy that I'm fucking and letting someone else touch his property."

Mike shook his head immediately. "I've already had this discussion," he said. "You aren't my property."

"Aw hell. Now you've done it."

"You've discussed this?" she asked, confused. "With who?"

Mike suddenly realized that he was confusing conversations. One with the Voice, and one with someone that wasn't a voice in his head.

"I...uh...myself, actually," he said finally.

"You talk to yourself?" she asked.

Mike scrunched up his face for a second, trying to think of how best to word it without making his sister think he was losing it.

"You're losing it. Should've fucked while you had the chance."

Mike ignored it. "Kinda," he said, trying to appear disinterested with the question.

Emma shrugged and popped her seatbelt off, scooted over and cuddled up close to her lover. Her hands reached up and entwined themselves around his strong arm, her head leaning lightly against his shoulder. 

"Yes I am, by the way," she said.

Mike glanced down at her as she put her chin on his shoulder, looking up at him innocently.

"You are what?" he asked.

She nodded. "Your property. I can't help it, you own me."

Mike began to shake his head, but she brought a finger up to his lips. "I don't mean like you're thinking, you big goofball. I mean that I like being yours, and only yours. I had fun tonight with Paul, but I kept wishing that it was just us on the date. I wish that you could have taken me to dinner, to a movie and then we came home and watched the movie on the couch, minus the fight in between. Then you take me to your room and ravish me. I want you to make me yours. Do anything you want to me."

Mike glanced down at her.

"Emma, I can't say that I like the idea, but if you want to... be with Paul I mean, you can."

"Dumb Ass, would you shut the fuck up and listen to her?"

She was quiet for a few seconds. "Mike, my thick-headed twin, what I'm saying is, I like being only yours. I like the thought of being controlled by you, only doing what you say."

"What do you mean, doing what I say?" he asked.

She thought for a moment, then placed her hand gently in his lap, massaging his crotch.

"Well, like if you told me that you wanted a blowjob," she said, "I'd give it to you. Or you wanted me to crawl on all fours pretending... anything. Or you wanted me to fuck you in a public place. It's the thought of you telling me what to do, and me doing it or you'll punish me. That is what really turns me on."

"I knew I liked her."

Mike looked down at her, genuinely surprised. "You mean..."

"I mean, if you wanted me to start walking around all day without a bra or even panties, I'd do it. Or if you wanted me to expose myself completely, I'd do it. If you told me to stay ready for you whenever, for whatever, I'd do it, but only because you told me to. You, Mike. You can have me whenever or however you want me, or deny me for weeks until I'm so crazy with desire that you can take me and punish me like you did before. I hope it's the former by the way. Fucking you is way more fun than waiting for you to fuck me, though getting punished by you is very exciting too. Very erotic."

"Yup, she's my favorite."

Mike considered what she was saying for a few quiet moments. He had to admit that it turned him on to think that she had to do whatever he wanted, and that she would like doing it, that it turned her on. It was erotic. Still, he didn't want to hurt her, or to overstep his bounds, and his love for her as her brother began to step in, telling him that he hadn't the right to order his sister around.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 19



"Why the hell not damn it. She's begging you to take charge, ass."

Seeing the doubt and concern on his face, she chuckled. "That look on your face is why I know that I'm safe. It's why Danni knows she's safe, why she feels safe around you, because you're the safest haven there is. We all know that you'd kill to keep us safe, that you'd never let anyone or anything hurt us, least of all yourself. It's fun to see you squirm, though."

Mike smirked at her. "I don't think I'd ever be able to do some of the things you just described. I don't think I would ever feel comfortable ordering you around."

"Pansy."

"Well, we'll have to work on that then," she said, turning and winking at him.

They pulled into the driveway and Emma hopped out as Mike killed the engine and slid out himself. She came up to him and turned around, pushing herself against him and pulling his arms around her waist. She felt his strong arms push against her sides as his hands came to rest on her stomach, felt him inhale deeply, his face buried in her short hair.

"You smell so damn good," he said, smiling.

Her firmly muscled and luscious ass pressed against his lap. It caused his dick to rise quickly and press awkwardly out from his blue jeans. He brought a hand up underneath her spaghetti strap shirt and cupped a breast, then gently tweaking a nipple.

As she squealed, the porch light came on. The motion detector being set off by their movements illuminated the two as they quickly detached themselves from each other.

They took a few seconds to straighten themselves before Emma headed in first. She giggled as she walked up the steps in front of her brother, her ass jiggling enticingly as she bounced up the steps.

Mike just groaned and followed her inside.

"Told you you'd be sorry. Dick."

He shut the door behind them and found all three of his other sisters looking at them expectantly from the living room.

Mike smiled and laughed, shaking his head and following Emma into the living room.

"Well, don't you three look all happy and overjoyed to see us," replied Mike.

Sarah scowled at him, saying, "stop torturing us and spill it."

Emma laughed and sat down between Sarah and Beth, both wearing one of Mike's shirts.

Danni was sitting alone on the loveseat, so Mike went over and wrapped her up in his arms. She was wearing a bathrobe, closed tightly around her as she fell into him and melted herself into his body. Now contentedly, she felt complete again.

She had clearly just gotten out of the shower, as her damp hair was rapidly wetting the spot on his shirt where her head was laying.

'Damn I love the way she looks with wet hair,' he thought, 'so soft and sweet and innocent."

"Not to mention, drop dead fucking sexy. Straighten her out, put her legs over your shoulders and drive it home buddy."

'Shut up. We're about to have a discussion stupid.'

"Hey, we can talk and fuck. You do the talkin and I'll do the fuckin."

Mike glanced over at the other couch and Beth and Sarah were looking expectantly at him. Taking the cue, he cleared his throat.

"Well, we've got some interesting news," Mike announced.

"You didn't already do it, did you?" Beth asked, leaning forward with an excited look plastered across her face.

Mike chuckled, shaking his head as he ran a hand through Danni's hair. She clutched his arm tighter for a second and nuzzled into his chest.

"No, not yet. It won't be as easy as all that, but the plan is definitely in motion," he said, glancing back at Emma.

She smiled softly and lowered her gaze.

Then Mike continued, "our sister was amazing tonight. Funny, entertaining, engaging, and she definitely piqued Paul's interest. I was able to stave off the affections of his energetic sister... mostly."

"Mostly?" Danni asked, glancing up at him with a faux angry look.

Mike laughed and nodded. "Okay, so she got a little handsy. I'm... Well, we're lucky that's all she tried."

"Hah!" Emma said loudly. "Don't try and tell us you are incapable of making a 90 pound nut-job stop coming on to you. You expect us to believe that?"

Mike smirked at her and shook his head. "Of course I could stop her, but we had to maintain the illusion, didn't we.

Four pairs of eyes turned smirking, and throwing unbelieving glares at him.

"What?" he asked defensively. "This was all ya'lls idea in the first place, remember. I didn't want to have anything to do with it," then again with more emphasis, just for effect, he added, "Remember?"

"Oh, would you just move on to the date loverboy." Sarah said with a giggle, and then added, "Just tell us what happened."

"Well, after a great dinner," said Mike, "we went and tried to watch a movie, but the projector broke or something so we left and ran into trouble."

Sarah felt Emma stiffen and glanced at her to see her younger sister's suddenly serious face.

Mike tried to consider how best to break the news, and decided candor would be their best course of action.

"It was the same guy I caught with Danni," he said, pointedly.

The three sisters gasped, and covered their mouths with their palms, shocked. 

"It was the same guy you rescued Danni from," Emma corrected, glancing over at him.

Mike conceded the point and cleared his throat, then continued, "Well, he was in Booker's Sports, the card shop near the theater, him and a few of his friends."

"Assholes," Emma cut in.

"Did they see you?" Danni asked, as she sat up and looking directly into Mike's eyes.

Mike absent mindedly rubbed his jaw and nodded.

"Did you get in another fight?" Danni asked, her voice rising in concern and tears welling in her eyes, in spite of the fact it was obvious he had come out relatively unscathed.

Mike turned and took her face in his hands. Pulling her close, he looked directly back into her own eyes, a kind look on his face.

"I'm okay, Danni. I promise," he said.

She nodded, but the tears and a look of concern and fear were still there.

"He got in one good shot, but Paul distracted him by disabling one of his buddies who was egging it on, and maybe wanted a hand in it. That's when I dropped him, like a sack of potatoes."

"I'll say," Emma said, "It was so cool," a small smile finding its way to her face, but disappearing quickly as she composed herself.

"Someone called the cops and that's where it ended. They said we should have filed a police report last time, and they could have done more since it would have been a second incident, but they understood why we didn't. They took the guy that sucker punched me away in the police cruiser, and said he would be charged with disturbing the peace, and public intoxication. It won't get him anything more than a night in jail and a stiff fine. There were more than enough witnesses to corroborate what we said happened."

There were a few long moments of silence as the sisters absorbed Mike and Emma's story.

"After that, we came back home to decompress and try to salvage the evening. It seemed clear that the 'click' between Emma and Paul was still there, so we finished the movie and then took them home. I got tackle kissed, and Emma got a peck on the cheek."

Danni finally began to relax and fell back into Mike, a single tear working its way down her cheek. He noticed she stifled a sniffle as she wiped at the tear.

"I'm okay, Danni, I promise," Mike said.

Danni shook her head. "It's not that you big dork," she said, leaning into him. "Well, not entirely that. It's just... well, I just hate myself over someone else having to pay for my own bad choices."

Mike squeezed her gently and the other three sisters came over and hugged them both tightly, the five of them on the couch.

"SIX."

"I told you once, and now I'm telling all of you. I'll never let anyone do anything like that to any of you if I can prevent it. If I have to take a dozen ass whippings to protect each of you, I will, and gladly. Hey, you're the only sisters I've got." 

They squeezed each other tighter and then Beth, Sarah, and Emma headed back to the other couch.

After a few minutes of quiet contemplation, Sarah finally broke the silence. "So how are we actually going to get Paul to sleep with Ashley?"

A few more long seconds of silence followed.

"Well, what I was thinking was something along the lines of our hot tub and a couple of blindfolds," Emma said, "but Ashley is so damn yappy that he'd never be fooled that it wasn't her. She's also not even built remotely the same as I am."

"You're damn right about that," Mike said under his breath, causing Danni to giggle softly on top of him. Then he had a thought, "What if we were to just ask him?"

"Nice idea, idiot."

"What," Emma blurted out, "like saying 'Hey Paul, have you ever thought about and wanted to fuck your own sister?' He'd either think you were just kidding, or deck you if he took offense."

"Like I said before, Dick... Let the girl's do the thinking. You just listen."

"What about this," Sarah said, having a sudden epiphany. "We could have some sort of party, maybe a costume party or something to celebrate the start of school. We invite some people we know, and have sort of an 'Anything Goes' room."

The other sisters were already shaking their heads as Sarah trailed off.

"Well, you could do the hot tub idea if you were careful," Danni said. "You guys would have to go a lot farther than just a kiss on the cheek though."

The others glanced over at her, curious.

"Well, alcohol has to be involved, for the two dupes for sure. Once you get them a little bit silly, you get a little frisky, get everyone naked, blindfold those two and promise them a surprise. Then, you get him to have sex with Ashley, where she's on her knees and he can't tell that it isn't you until it's too late."

They all thought for a few seconds, quietly running over that plan in their heads.

"Wait a second," Mike said, having an uncharacteristic burst of intelligent thought. "We've been operating under the assumption that Paul is actually attracted to his sister, at least on some level. I mean, what if we go through with this, and he just fucking snaps. He could out us big time, call the cops on us. Who knows, he could claim we tried to make him rape his sister."

The girls looked curiously at Mike for a few seconds, wondering how the heck he'd managed to come up with that surprisingly insightful idea.

"So we're back to square one," Beth said.

"Not necessarily," Emma said. "What if we go with Mike's original idea?"

Her sisters glanced at her incredulously. "The one you insulted him over?" Beth asked.

"Yes," Emma answered simply. "Mike confesses what is going on with us. He tells his newest buddy Paul at a barbecue we can have, that he's having strange desires for his sisters. Since Paul is a new friend, Mike isn't losing anything if Paul freaks out and leaves, taking his sister with him. If he doesn't freak out and understands, the least he would do is tell Mike he needs help. The best case scenario, he confesses that he has the same desires for his little space cadet sister that Mike does, for say, Danni or me. If Paul takes the bait, Mike admits a little more, like say, jerking off while watching us sunbathe."

"They can't sunbathe right now, the sun's down."

'It wasn't an offer, idiot. If you're going to hang around for this, pay attention damn it.'

"Oh, I uh... then, never mind."

'Yeah...'

"That's a great idea!" Beth agreed. "That way we don't have to try and fool them and we can gauge how well it's going to go at a party, and we can give Mike suggestions if we think it's going well enough!"

Mike sighed, not wanting to tell his sisters that guys don't usually have deep conversations like this after having just been introduced to each other, but pushed the urge down and shrugged it off inwardly.

"You think they'll sunbathe tomorrow?"

'Seriously, we've moved on now ass.'

"Well, it's not absolutely perfect, but it's the best plan we've got," Sarah admitted. "Why don't we go to the store in the morning and get something for the boys to cook. We can all wear our tiniest bikini's and Paul can 'catch' Mike ogling at our goodies."

"Ogling at our goodies?" Emma asked with a bemused smile on her face.

All of them laughed and agreed to the plan. Beth stood and moved to each of her sisters, kissing them each on the cheek, then Mike directly on the lips, sighing softly as she kissed him, clearly wanting more, but heading upstairs instead. Emma leaned against Sarah, as the elder leaned over and brushed her hair away kissing her on the forehead. Emma raised her head and kissed Sarah, standing and offering her a hand. Each headed to their own rooms, both of them stopping to kiss Danni and Mike, the two still snuggling sweetly on the couch.

"You ready for bed?" Mike asked at length.

"Hardly," Danni said, turning and kissing him as aggressively as she ever had, her soft lips crushing into his. She suddenly broke off the kiss and stood. Turning and quickly heading upstairs, she stopped and winked at Mike.

Mike stood and began to follow with one of his goofier smiles on his face, but she held up a hand. 

"Five minutes." she said.

Groaning, he slumped back onto the couch as she giggled her way up the stairs. Then she stopped in mid stride and turned back to him on the couch.

"Better make that ten minutes," she called down, giggling again.

Ten, interminably long minutes later, Mike finally stood, turned then hurriedly pounded up the steps, taking them three at a time. Then turning into the door to his room, he very nearly fainted.

Danni was standing at the foot of his bed, her bathrobe gone and her hair pulled to the side by a ribbon. She had on a black negligee, thin straps, breasts cupped and alluring, a garter belt and fishnet stockings, black laced panties and a very seductive look on her face.

"Hooolly Moooley, I think I might lose it right here and now. DAMN!"

'You and I both, pal.'

"Quit talking to me, she's waiting, champ."

"Oh...my...God..." Mike said with his jaw somewhere near the floor.

"Exactly the look I was going for," said Danni.

"Uh... you... uh... well," Mike stammered. "Damn," echoing the voice's sentiments.

Danni giggled and held a hand out. "Come here, lover."

Scooping his lower jaw off the floor, Mike dumbly stumbled over toward Danni, his eyes drinking in the exquisite picture that she was. It was then that he noticed something in her hands. Peering down, he saw a small plastic and metal box. It was his digital camera.

"HOT DAMN!"

Biting her lip sexily, and shifting her weight in a pose, she held the camera out to him and winked. "Take as many as you want, my love."

Mike grinned stupidly and fumbled with his camera for a few seconds. It whirred quietly for a second as the lens opened with a click. "I just... wow. A... Are you sure?"

"This is my idea. I love you honey, and I want you to have something to look at when you are in class instead of all those other whores that will be in there with you, all vying for your manly attention. T his will be one thing to remind you what you've got waiting for you at home. School starts next week, after all."

Mike smiled widely and brought the camera up to his face, drawing a bead on her sexy body as she put her hands on her hip and bent a knee sexily. He clicked off a picture, and then another as she slightly shifted. Smiling, he clicked off another, and then another, Danni moving a little each time, biting on her finger, licking her lips, starting to undo her nightie, each position perfectly sexy.

"Hey Dude. This is some kinda cool. Yeah, I can work with this. Don't forget the close ups."

Danni turned and stuck her perfectly shaped butt out, facing away from his and moved to the bed as he snapped off more pictures. Her muscular cheeks peeked out from her g-string, causing Mike's now raging hard-on to shift and poke uncomfortably upwards.

She ran a hand along her leg, up to her ass, him just clicking and clicking, and then moved it around and under, running her fingers along her silk covered pussy, rubbing gently. She turned quickly, flopping down on the bed and spreading her legs. Then she moved her fingers to her mouth as she gave Mike the sexiest look she could, which was also just about the sexiest look he had ever seen.

"UUhhhhh, this is gonna almost fuckin hurt."

Groaning himself, he lowered the camera for a second to adjust the ever present problem in his pants, before raising it again and clicking a few more pictures.

Danni continued to move around, wiggling sexily on the bed, causing Mike's cock to harden painfully in his pants. She grinned at him as he clicked another picture.

He glanced down from above the camera. "What?"

She shook her head and smiled, running a hand down her stomach to her panty clad pussy, then using her fingers to pull her panties to one side. Mike quickly took another picture as she closed her eyes and began to gently rub her clitoris. He leaned forwards and pulled the bow that held the front of her bra, and it fell apart, exposing her perky breasts as she giggled and continued to rub her pussy.

"Oh, you like that, don't you," she said.

"Ohohoh... yes ma'am."

Mike smiled and raised the camera back up, clicking another picture, followed quickly by another. The camera clicked and whirred as Danni gyrated her hips against her fingers, using her other hand to pull her panties further out of the way.

"Ooooh, Momma!!"

She brought her fingers up to her mouth as Mike clicked another picture, licking her fingers and pushing them back down to her pussy, rubbing faster. Her eyes wandered and found the bulge at her brother's crotch, and grinned. 

"Now, come here," she said, moving off the bed as Mike dropped his camera quickly to the sheets and began to strip.

Seeing his hurriedness, she laughed and began to pull off her own panties, but leaving the rest of the sexy outfit on.

"Lay down on the bed, loverboy," she commanded as soon as he had stripped himself.

He practically hurled himself in to the pillows she'd set up, grinning eagerly as she reached over and grabbed the camera, tossing it back to him and said, "Don't you dare stop taking pictures."

Mike smiled and raised the camera up as she moved to the foot of the bed, as she placed her palms down and raising her ass in the air. He clicked again as she lowered her head and kissed a knee, moving slowly forward, her eyes looking up at him.

"I'm just gonna freak the fuck out."

Danni winked at him and moved higher, slowly kissing up his thigh and up to his hip, her hand reaching up and entwining her fingers around his iron hard cock. She brought her head close to the tip and blew softly as he continued to click picture after picture. Her eyes never leaving his face, she slowly opened her mouth and brought him in, the mushroom head of his cock pushing against her tongue as it softly curled against the pressure.

Mike moaned as his head dropped backwards and hit the wall with a loud 'thunk'.

Danni couldn't help but giggle, his cock never leaving her lips. She massaged his crown with her tongue several times, then slowly pulling it out, she said, "Keep clicking, Studly," as she sucked his shaft past her lips and back into her mouth, her tongue waiting to continue its massage.

"Studly. Ha, not bad.

Mike brought the camera back up as she glanced up at him, catching her eyes as he clicked again, a perfect shot of her mouth up against the tip of his cock, her eyes locked on the camera with another 'one of the sexiest' looks on her face.

"DAMN. I think she's my favorite."

Mike moaned again as she pulled him in deeper, her soft, warm tongue lovingly rubbing up and around the tip and then sliding against the shaft as she pulled him deeper in, moaning softly as he clicked again, barely able to hold the camera straight.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 19



Danni pulled him out then plunged it back into her mouth again, and then out and back in, quickly sucking and releasing as he desperately tried to hold the camera straight and click picture after picture of her with his cock buried deep and then shallow in her mouth.

Again and again his cock disappeared past her lips, only to reappear and repeat the process, her tongue and lips wrapped tight around it, soft moans escaping her occupied lips.

Mike stopped even trying to look at her, covering his face with his free hand as he kept clicking pictures, one of the ceiling, several of the sheets and pillows, one spectacular shot of the floor.

She giggled again and pulled him free, glancing up and smiling, shaking her head with a bemused smile on her face. "I guess you like what I'm doing," she giggled. "I can't wait to see the portfolio you're creating of me."

He opened his eyes as she softly pumped his cock up and down with her free hand, leaning down and kissing the tip once again before rising up and crawling onto the bed.

"I just wanted to thank you for being such a good brother, and a good lover," she said. "I just want to take care of you, since you take care of me."

"You're an angel, my love," he said, still not looking at anything but his eyelids. He felt her moving around on the bed and raised the camera up, flashing a picture without looking. 

She giggled as she gently sank down on his cock, reminiscent of their first time together, a moan replacing the giggle as soon as it had left her lips. "God, you are so stiff, baby," she muttered, lifting herself up and sliding gently back down onto him. "Oh, fuck," she murmured.

"Oh, FUCK yeah."

"You can blame yourself for that, my angel. Fuck," he agreed as she sank down yet again on his iron hard dick. "Of course, you may be the devil."

She giggled and moaned as she slid up and back down on him. "Well, if I'm a she devil, then you are in for one hell of a night."

He opened his eyes then and cocked his head at her, both of them grinning and finally bursting out laughing at her corny statement. Lifting the camera again, he got a good shot of her with her palms on his chest, his cock standing proudly up and her poised at the tip, her pussy aching to plunge down on it.

Finally deciding that he had enough pictures, he tossed it to his desk chair and focused all of his attention back on Danni. He decided to let her keep control and settled back onto the pillows again.

Danni grinned and pulled herself back up, sinking back down onto his cock with a loud moan, her fingernails digging into his shoulders as she quivered in pleasure. Her pussy flexed around his cock, hugging it tightly and sending electricity racing through both their bodies. She began to bounce quickly, then quicker, sliding up and down his cock, every inch causing a wave of pleasure to crash down onto them, until finally they came together in an explosion of passion. She moaned as she felt him gush into her, his warm seed filling her as he fell back onto his pillows and she gasped and fell forward onto his chest.

He leaned over quickly and kissed her, his lust and love suddenly overcoming him as he leaned over her smaller, softer, and oh-so-desirable body. She spread her legs farther, allowing him back in, his still stiff cock gently teasing her tender parts that were not quite finished with their last few twinges.

"How are you still so hard?" she asked, her eyes still closed but her lips open and waiting his kiss again.

"Is she fucking kidding? How the hell could you go down inside that?" 

"You made me this way, sexy," he answered, his mouth pressing hungrily against hers.

"God, I still want you so bad," she said. It was all the invitation he needed as he gently pushed his cock fully back inside her, sliding in and causing more electricity to course through each of them.

She sighed in pleasure as she felt the incredibly hard rod pushing into her, causing a rippling aftershock of her first orgasm. She moaned loudly again.

******

Emma lay in bed, completely awake, listening to Mike and Danni making love in the room next to hers. She was happy for them, but desperately wanted to be in there with them. She didn't think Danni would go for it though, and didn't want to seem desperate for cock, even though she knew she really was.

She briefly thought about masturbating. Maybe she'd think about Paul instead and let Mike 'accidentally' find out about it, just to teach him a lesson. She quickly realized how absurd that sounded, when she knew she clearly wanted Mike to be fucking her brains out. Damn she wanted that dick so bad.

Fidgeting in her sheets, she heard Danni start to come for the second time, but the soft slapping sound of Mike continuing to ram deep inside her could still be heard. 

"Looks like someone is going for a record," she said to no one, her hand absentmindedly going to her twat. Then she noticed, and pulled it away.

She wondered briefly if anyone else could hear them and suddenly an idea popped into her head. Grinning and nearly clapping her hands together excitedly in the dark, she quickly grabbed a robe and headed for the other sister's room that was on the second floor with Mike, Danni, and her. Quietly she passed Mike's room and the growing sounds of yet another orgasm as Mike pounded away on their second oldest sister.

'Lucky bitch,' she thought grumpily, but quietly continued towards Beth's door.

The door was slightly ajar and it swung open easily as she approached it. Beth was still clad in Mike's night shirt, leaning gently against her headboard with a book in her hand.

"Noisy tonight, aren't they," she asked rhetorically as Emma poked her head in. "I guess it's been awhile for them, though, who can blame them."

Emma looked at her inquisitively from the door before Beth waved her in and tossed the book to the nightstand next to her bed and switched off the lamp. Giggling excitedly, Emma crossed the room quickly, shutting the door behind her and leaping into the bed as Beth opened the covers for her.

"Come on then baby girl," she said as Emma nuzzled up close to her, "maybe we can get some sleep together," she said.

"Let's hope so," Emma said, smiling happily and breathing in deeply. "You sure smell good sis," she said, a few minutes later.

"Thanks, but it's just Dove," Beth giggled.

Emma laughed and inhaled deeply again, taking in the smell. "No... I mean you smell really good," she said and pushed her nose between Beth's breasts. 

"I'm wearing Mike's shirt, honey," she said, giggling again as Emma nuzzled against one of her nipples.

"Oh," Emma said. "That's why it's turning me on I guess," she laughed, wrapping her arms around Beth's waist and continuing to nuzzle and sniff at her breasts.

Beth began to run her fingers through her younger sister's hair, softly teasing and pulling out the tangles, smiling in the darkness.

"You know when you were tormenting Mike, we talked several times about what you guys were doing to him," said Beth.

"Oh, really?" Emma asked, running her hands along her sister's back, her face still buried in her ample cleavage. "What did you talk about?"

She ran a hand down to the bottom of Mike's shirt, running her hand up as she freed the other from beneath Beth's waist and ran it up the same way.

Beth bit her lip as one of Emma's hands ran across one of her nipples, sending a jolt of excitement through her. It was the same feeling as when she had been part of Mike's torment.

Beth sighed softly as Emma continued to fondle her under the sheet, "Oh you know, stuff."

Emma giggled and raised her head up to give Beth a soft kiss on the lips. "Focus, big sister," she said, gently rubbing a nipple under two fingers. "Damn you've got great boobs."

"Thanks," Beth said, sighing again. "Oh... yeah, we uh... talked about you, and what you're... doing to me now... and then, back then... when, you know... in the kitchen and the batter."

Emma was kissing Beth down her neck softly, pulling at the neck of the shirt and planting kisses on her collar bone.

"Oh, when I sucked on your boobs to torment our idiot of a brother. If I remember correctly from our earlier conversation, you admitted that you liked it, and wished we could do more," Emma said, lowering her lips to Beth's neck again, biting gently this time.

"Mmmhmm, Oh yeah, that was it," Beth said as Emma's hand began to wander back down, stopping at Beth's waist and pulling her close before moving to her ass, squeezing gently before roaming around the curve and between Beth's legs.

Beth gasped loudly as Emma's fingers deftly found what they'd been searching for, sending her squirming in the sheets. Suddenly she raised herself up and pulled at the ends of Mike's shirt, pulling it off her head and tossing it to the floor. Emma sat up herself and began to pull her own night shirt off. She got it over her head and was working it off her arms when Beth grabbed both of them and pulled her back down onto the sheets, both arms pinned inside the shirt over her head.

"My turn," Beth said, planting a soft kiss on Emma's smiling lips as she playfully fought to free herself from the shirt. She could have easily overpowered Beth, but had quickly decided to let Beth have her way, determined to see how far she would take it, completely unaware of what exactly had happened in the wash room between her Sarah and then Mike.

Since then, Beth seemed to have turned into a different person. Not physically of course, or changing her appearance, but gone was the timid Beth that Emma had once known. Emma had started a fire that couldn't be put out, and Beth was now aflame with a passion all her own.

She pulled gently at Emma's neck, kissing down along both sides, drawing soft moans from her sister as she worked her way down her neck between her small breasts, stopping briefly at each nipple, unable to resist as she softly kissed down her stomach and to her thigh, moving her lips dangerously close to the small triangle of hair between her younger sister's legs and blowing gently.

Emma squirmed beneath her, suddenly realizing this wasn't the same Beth, and literally quivered with excitement and anticipation.

Beth blew again, moving one of her legs to push a knee down onto the shirt that pinned Emma's arms above her head. Her blonde pubic hair brushed lightly against Emma's forehead and Emma turned, craning her neck and sticking her tongue out, yet unable to quite reach. 

Emma pouted briefly and glanced down and saw Beth grinning in the darkness near her crotch, which was lit only by the soft moonlight dancing in through the window. She felt another stream of air blow across her pussy lips as Beth exhaled slowly, her long blonde hair tickling Emma's thighs. Beth grinned as Emma gently tried to lift her hips, desperate for her older sister's tongue to 'accidentally' find its way into her pussy.

Beth didn't relent though, and blew another stream of air before biting the flesh of Emma's inner thigh.

"Damn it, please sis," Emma begged softly. "The sound of those two fucking has made me soooo horny," she crooned at her, then begged, "please don't tease me."

Beth giggled again as Emma lifted her hips again, but finally relented and placed a gentle, easy kiss in the middle of the dark triangle of hair at Emma's crotch, moving around, gently kissing around it, moving from the top to the edge of one pussy lip, pulling Emma's legs apart to get access. She moved her leg more, and Emma was finally able to maneuver her head enough to get it between Beth's legs as well, managing to lick between her pussy lips before Beth could clamp her legs shut.

Then raising slightly, Beth ran her own tongue down one side of Emma's pussy and up the other, before moving to the center and gently searching for her youngest sister's clitoris.

Emma groaned loudly as her older sister gently tongued the button between her legs, and then pushed her tongue inside. "Damn it, let me free," she groaned.

"Nope," Beth said, pushing her lips back to Emma's pussy, her tongue searching and finding the clit easily, sucking on it gently, but firmly and causing Emma to squirm more and more. She moved a hand down, putting her fingers into her mouth just long enough to wet them, then gently running them inside her younger sister, her tongue still pulsing and sucking against Emma's clit.

"God, please," Emma said, squirming harder, actually trying to free herself. Finally working an arm out of the shirt, she quickly freed the other and Beth relented, knowing she was no match for Emma's strength.

Emma quickly wrapped her arms around Beth's waist and pulled her hips down into her face, spreading her older sister's legs out over her in the bed, drawing the blonde haired girl's pussy down into her mouth, her tongue strongly pushing into Beth's pussy, causing her to shiver, and Beth pushing her own tongue deep into Emma's now sloppy cunt.

"Oh, GOD," Beth moaned between Emma's legs as her sister's tongue coursed up and down her pussy, seemingly electrifying everything in the room. Beth pushed two fingers into her sister gently, bringing them upwards as she slurped rudely at the wetness of her pussy, the fingers brushing upwards and causing Emma to wiggle excitedly as her orgasm approached.

Beneath the blonde goddess, Emma moved her own hands towards Beth's pussy, stopping to wet them before pushing them in and allowing her tongue a much needed rest.

******

"God, how many was that?" Danni groaned as yet another orgasm caressed every part of her body.

"I wasn't counting," Mike said, his cock still hard, having only come the one time. "I think maybe, five."

"I'm not sure." said Danni, "It all just blended into one enormous spasm. Fuck baby, that was so good."

Mike smiled, but heard a soft moan from the opposite wall. They both seemed to hear another one soon after that, so they held still, listening intently. After another, Danni giggled quietly, pulling Mike back to her.

"It's just our sisters, entertaining one another other," said Danni. "It sounds like they heard us, and we got something started."

"Wow," Mike said. "Is that how loud we are?"

"AW, hell no. You're much worse. Fuckin' A, Champ."

Danni smiled up at him as he began to focus on her again, slowly beginning thrusting again.

"Baby, you're way louder than they're being right now. Sarah's that way too. It's almost like she doesn't have a volume control. In fact, that's how I know its Emma and Beth, and not Sarah and one of them. In fact, when you and Sarah really go at it, you two shake the foundation and rattle the windows of the whole house."

Mike grinned and pulled both of her knees up, forcing her hips and ass up and held her there as he began to thrust deeply into her, causing her to close her eyes, and incidentally, her mouth, as she softly bit down on her own lip as Mike bottomed out into her depths.

"God, I don't know how many more I can take," she moaned as her brother pushed deeply into her, sliding easily in and out, his cock filling her, sending prickles of energy coursing through her again. "But fuck it, let's just find out," she said at length, slapping him on the ass as he thrust deeply into her, forcing her hips down for a second before he pulled them up again. "God, I love you," she said.

Mike grinned again, still thrusting, "I love you, too," he said quickly, pushing back into her. Another moan echoed from across the room, louder this time.

******

"Damn it!" said Sarah, laying in her bed and staring angrily at the ceiling.

******

Mike groaned and stretched, the light from the morning soon flowing in from the window and falling across the naked form next to him. She still had on parts of the naughty negligee, her soft flesh draped across his chest. She was lying directly on top of him, his morning wood poking between her legs. He enjoyed the feeling of her weight pressing down on him. She didn't weigh very much, of course, and he was still able to breathe easily. She snored softly atop his chest.

Mike smiled and shifted his hips slightly, and closed his eyes as he felt the tip of his cock brush against his sister's pussy.

"Yeah, stick it in again Slick!"

'Seriously, don't you ever get enough?'

"Enough? Are you fuckin high or something? There's no such thing as ENOUGH!! We can quit when we're dead."

Mike ignored some of his voice's remarks, but moved his arms under the sheets and gently, quietly placed them on Danni's hips. Once there, he began to push steadily downwards. She rustled in her sleep a little as Mike quietly obliged the voice and slid his cock silently into her again.

"Ah, yeah. Now that's the ticket."

He kissed her forehead and moved down to her nose, then mouth as she slowly rose from of the abyss of slumber. Completely inside her again, he quietly enjoyed the sensation of her slowly waking body pressing down on his, her pussy already awake and devouring the entire length of his cock.

"Ah yeah, suck it up baby."

Danni slowly opened one of her eyes and raised herself up onto one arm, peering down at her brother. He flashed her a very large goofy smile, and she began to chuckle, laying her head and naked body back down on his torso, but starting to gyrate her hips around, shifting his erection around inside her.

"Mmm, good morning," she said, raising her head and kissing him again. She ground her hips against his, pushing him even deeper inside herself and causing them both to moan softly.

"I decided not to let my morning wood go to waste," he said, kissing along her neck.

"Oh, that was such good thinking on your part," she gasped, both of their bodies beginning to move in sync. "You do so little of that."

Mike began thrusting gently faster, as Danni gyrated, pushing back against his shaft. She groaned loudly and raised herself up, pushing her hands down against his chest, as she began to rise and fall on top of his cock.

Fully engaged again, she said, "It would be a shame to let something this good go to waste."

Mike grinned up at her, pulling down on her hips harder and harder as she rose higher and higher on top of him. 

"Oh, fuck," she moaned, feeling yet another orgasm working its way from her vagina to course throughout the rest of her body. She began to shudder fiercely, almost violently on top of him as she continued to ram herself down on his extremely hard cock. 

"Oh, fuck... oh, fuck... oh, fuck..." she repeated over and over as the waves of pleasure swallowed her. After thirty seconds or so, she finally stopped coming, collapsing on top of him again. A long, comfortable silence followed, but she finally broke it with a concern. 

"You didn't come, did you?" she asked, raising her head as her chin rested on his chest. He smiled at her and shook his head slightly.

"Well, I can certainly fix that," she said, grinning and starting to move her head under the sheets.

Mike stopped her, though, and she looked at him curiously. 

"Dude, don't pass up some good morning head. It'll just fuck up our whole day."

'Hush,' he thought.

"I just think I'll need to have this extra energy today, plus, Sarah undoubtedly heard the four of us, she's likely to be all jealous and horny after having to listen to that marathon last night.

Danni giggled and closed her eyes, luxuriating in the memories of the long night of sex she'd just had with her little brother, this man that she had fallen so deeply in love with.

"You're probably right," she agreed, finally shifting off of him so he could get up and start the day.

"Idiot! You just remember that I warned you. No. Better yet, I'll just keep reminding you."

Danni climbed slowly out of the bed that she'd grown to love waking up in, and headed to her room, the remnants of her negligee hanging from her. As she entered the hallway, she couldn't help herself and went to peek into Beth's room. The door clicked open softly and Danni was relieved to see that the two were still sleeping. It wasn't surprising considering the previous evenings activities.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 19



She quietly poked her head in and peered into the dimly lit room. Beth was lying on the right side of the bed, Mike's shirt clinging to her sleeping form. She had her arm around the sleeping form of their youngest sister, who had her head snuggled up comfortably to Beth's ample breasts. Emma had the cutest smile on her face making the sweetest softest baby snore, her arms wrapped around her older sister.

Danni giggled to herself and quietly shut the door, heading back to her own room.

******

After a quick shower, Mike came pounding downstairs and into the kitchen, finding Sarah with a grumpy look on her face and Danni with a mischievous grin on hers. 

"I think I should get to collect on our bet, today."

'What?' Mike thought. 'Shit.'

"Hah! I knew you thought I'd forgotten about that!"

'Knew? No, I only wished you'd forgotten.'

He moved over and immediately wrapped Sarah up in a hug, spinning her around and kissing her deeply on the lips. She returned his kiss, but didn't look up, turning back around to finish cooking. He didn't relinquish his hold on her, but started nibbling at her neck.

"What ARE you doing?" she muttered grumpily, stirring the eggs, turning them from semi-fried to scrambled.

"Me? Just showing my big sis some affection," he said, running his hands up her shirt and rubbing her boobs.

"Fondling me in front of your lover isn't showing me affection," she said, "and, besides, I didn't think you'd have enough strength left for me today, given all the commotion coming from upstairs last night."

Mike chuckled and finally released his hold on her, then smacked her hard on her ass.

She turned and glared at him. "Don't you spank me, Mike. I'll fuck you up."

Mike couldn't help himself and burst out laughing, causing her glare to intensify. 

Danni had been giggling quietly to herself, but quickly decided to intervene. "It wasn't all Mike's doing last night. Emma and Beth were... by themselves."

"Oh, that makes everything all better then, doesn't it," she said, turning back to the eggs, stopping only long enough to point a finger at her little brother.

"Come on Sarah, don't be that way," Mike said, leaning over and putting his head on her shoulder, and giving her his best 'pouty face'.

She eyed him through the corner of her eyes, smirking and raising an eyebrow and shrugged him off.

"If you keep this up," said Mike, "I'll just have to take you into the washroom and have my way with you."

"Try it and I really will fuck you up, Michelle," Sarah said, using Danni's long forgotten insult for their brother.

Mike guffawed loudly, shocked that Sarah would actually call him that. 

"Aw hell. She's really pissed."

'No way, ya' think! Really? Figured that out all by yourself did you?' Mike thought.

"Yeah, really. Can't you tell? She's practically got steam coming out of her ears. Slap her ass again and see if she doesn't knock the both of us out!"

'Go back to your cave or whatever you have in there and shut the hell up, idiot,' Mike grumbled internally.

"I'm just saying Dude."

Mike grabbed Sarah with both arms and spun her around, grabbing both sides of her head and pulling her to him tightly, pressing his lips deeply and passionately onto hers, moving one hand to the back of her head.

She pounded on his chest a few times for a couple of seconds before giving up and letting him kiss her, because honestly, it wasn't all bad. He certainly didn't have a problem kissing, that much was certain. God, his lips were nice. Those thoughts and several others she wasn't ready to admit to yet, were careening around her head as Mike desperately embraced her.

Finally, he broke the kiss and stood back, cautious and waiting for her to start swinging.

She glared at him again and slowly turned back to her eggs, a smile finally half finding its way to her face.

He leaned in close and whispered softly in her ear. "I promise, I'll make it up to you later."

"You better fucker," she said, turning and smirking at him.

"See, fuck her now. She wants you too. Wait, which one does she want us to fuck, she wasn't specific. To hell with it, go fuck all of them."

Mike sighed, wishing he could turn the voice off sometimes. 'Fucker, stupid. Not fuck her. She was calling me a fucker, you idiot,' he thought, curious as to why the voice was especially dumb today.

Danni giggled, again. A few minutes later, the other two came downstairs, freshly showered and looking especially pretty, ready for the day. Sarah began serving their breakfast and they all took a seat at the table.

"So, are we really gonna have this barbecue today?" Danni asked, her face just positively glowing.

Sarah was still grumpy, seeing the glowing look on all three of her sisters, the result of all of them having obviously a great night, fucking and eating one another until they all just passed out with her having to lay there in bed just listening to it all.

"Sure," Mike said. "I think I can put up with Ashley today." 

"I'm surprised you have any strength left just to walk, or maybe even enough left to form a coherent thought," Sarah said, still very grumpy.

Emma and Beth giggled, along with Danni as Mike smirked at her again.

"Sarah, why don't you and Mike go to the store today, get some meat..." she began.

Emma and Beth both started giggling again, obviously thinking dirty thoughts.

"Seriously?" Mike asked, turning to the two as they busted out laughing.

Beth kept laughing, but Emma couldn't resist. "It sounds like she could use some... meat."

All of them burst out laughing, Sarah even managed to grin a little. "Fuck you," she said playfully.

Wiping a tear of laughter away, Danni cut in again. "No, I'm really serious. You two go to the market and get what we need for the barbecue, or do we already have what we need here?"

Mike was shaking his head before she finished the statement. "No, we've been out of quite a few things for about a week. I could make hamburgers, or dad's baby back ribs recipe."

"How about both," Emma grinned, licking her lips.

Mike smiled and nodded. "Sounds fine to me."

Beth turned and grinned at Sarah, who looked at the blonde curiously. "What?" she asked finally.

"I think Sarah should be the one to go and pick out the meat," said Beth. "That way we'll be sure we're getting the biggest, the best and the most satisfying cuts available."

All five started laughing again, as Sarah turned red and finally gave in and laid her head on the table, her shoulders shaking with laughter.

The rest of breakfast was filled with jabs at each other as the siblings planned out their day.

******

Emma closed her cell phone and gave the four of them a 'thumbs up.' "They'll be here after lunch. Do you think we need to invite anyone else?"

Beth shrugged. "One or two more people might make it seem more natural, we'd just have to be very careful. Of course it might be fun to make Mike jealous for a change if he invites any of his guy friends. Us girls could get all flirty with them," she said, an evil grin on her face.

Rolling his eyes he turned and shook his head.

"Alright, that's it. I am collecting on our bet today."

Mike thought for a second. The voice didn't seem to be at the top of his game this morning. This might be the best day for it, he thought.

'Fine,' he thought. 'Starting now and ending at sundown. Agreed?'

"Agreed,"

'I've got a new rule, though. You can't ask me to fuck anyone that I'm not related to.'

"Fuck! More times than not, you take all the fun out of life. OKAY FINE! Let's get this show on the fucking road. Literally."



Just the Six of Us Ch. 20



Thanks to Zex and my other silent proofreader.

Hope you enjoy! 

Chapter 20

He turned back to the conversation, discovering that his sisters had agreed that a friend or two each at the barbeque wouldn't hurt. Mike shrugged and flipped open his phone. He found Matt's name under his contact list and clicked it.

"BBQ today. You in?" he texted.

"Hell yeah," came the reply. 

"Just show up sometime between 1 and 2, gonna swim and eat."

"Alright, we'll see ya then," Matt texted back. "Missy wants to know if she can come," he texted again, referring to his older sister.

"Fine with us," Mike sent back. "See you then."

It always amazed Mike how long conversations took for his sisters. Emma was by far the fastest, being just like him and hating to be on the phone. Her conversations were just like a guy's. Short, sweet, and to the damn point. His other sisters had to know every other detail about what was going on with whoever the heck they were talking to.

Mike glanced at Emma as the other sisters wandered around aimlessly, chatting into cell phones stuck to their ears, and they both rolled their eyes to each other and sat down on the couches.

Finally, they all closed their phones and headed back from wherever they had wandered to.

"Susan will be here," Beth said.

"As will Megan," Danni said.

"I invited Sally," Sarah said.

"Matt's bringing Missy," Mike said in turn. "So that makes...11?" he asked.

"Twelve."

'You don't count,' Mike thought.

"Oh yeah. Right."

"I think...let's see..., Mike, me, Sarah, Beth, Danni, Susan, Megan, Sally, Missy, Matt, Paul, Ashley," Emma counted out. "Twelve, I guess you forgot yourself."

Mike nodded and turned to Sarah. "Well, whenever you're ready sweet cheeks," he smiled. 

She faked a glare at him and turned to change out of her work clothes. Heading to her closet, she picked out a nice sun dress, low cut with thin straps, and headed back out to the living room and then out the kitchen door towards Mike's truck.

Mike had already climbed in and started the engine as Sarah walked around and climbed in. Leaning over as she did so, her neckline scooped low and her breasts wobbled visibly.

"No bra, did you see that? Nipples and boobs, dude!"

'Yeah, yeah, I saw it, I saw it. Calm down, Beavis.'

Ignoring his voice, he pulled out of the driveway and headed to the grocery store, silence hanging over the two as he made his way through the Saturday morning traffic.

"You okay?" he asked finally, breaking the quiet.

"I'm fine. A little deprived but..."

'Wasn't talking to you. Shut up.'

"I'll be fine, sweetie," said Sarah, trying her best to sound like her old self.

"You could have gone up and fooled around with Emma and Beth, and tried to 'Out Noisy' Danni and I."

"I know, I just didn't want to intrude on anything," she said, staring out her window.

"I doubt they would have seen it that way," he smiled.

A few minutes later, they arrived at the store.

"Hold her hand."

'We're in public, stupid.'

"My day, my rules. Do it."

'Shit,' Mike thought, unsure of how Sarah would respond.

He walked around the truck to where she was standing, smoothing her dress out. He reached out, taking her hand in his own. Shocked, she turned her head and looked at him. 

"Are you nuts?" she asked, but not taking her hand away from his.

"Nope." he said simply. "Just figured it'd be nice to hold hands with you," then added, "and, I was right."

Smiling, she turned and started walking slowly towards the store, Mike's hand in hers. "My day is looking up already," she said, smiling at him.

As they reached the door, Mike released her hand and reached for a basket.

"Think you can get it up in here?"

'Oh crap,' Mike thought, seriously concerned about what the voice had planned.

"Let's just start slow, Hoss. Flirt with her, try and get into the spirit of things. You'll never get it up if you don't relax and just go with it."

With a sigh, Mike pushed the basket after her, quickly catching up and offering it to her. Smiling, she took it and pushed it in front of him down the aisle, but then turned her head half back at him in surprise as Mike came up and wrapped his arms around her, placing them on the bar next to hers, effectively blocking her in.

To passersby, the two just looked like a couple of sweethearts, being affectionate, getting along and not arguing or fighting, like most of the people that seemed to come in.

Smiling to each other, they continued heading down the first aisle.

"Put one of your hands in her panties, start messing around down there."

'If I get arrested, I'm never listening to you again,' Mike thought, but because of the bet, he began to comply. 

Sarah continued down the aisle, leaning over and throwing something in the basket as Mike ran his hand down her stomach. Reaching up under her sundress he quickly found the edge of her panties, clumsily pushing his fingers underneath them and felt around for her pussy lips.

"What the fuck are you doing?" she whispered sharply, reaching for his hand.

"Don't. You just focus on getting the groceries," he whispered. "I'll focus on you."

"You've definitely upgraded yourself from the unsure, timid little brother you were a few months ago."

Mike didn't reply, but did chuckle in agreement.

He pushed his hand lower, through her silky pubic hair, and down between her legs to her cunt lips, parting them with a finger and pushing it gently inside.

"You have completely lost your mind," she whispered, as she had to steady herself. 

Silently, Mike had to agree, but felt 'Old Faithful' beginning to stir.

"We need you to get some wood up and ready, so in the meantime, try and work her panties off, but make sure she's still putting groceries in the cart."

The store was actually pretty empty as Mike and Sarah rounded the corner, still not seeing anyone other than bored employees who couldn't care less what they were doing.

They rounded a corner and saw a woman at the other end, thankfully with her back to them, and moving slowly away.

That's when Mike stopped her, running the other hand quickly under her dress. Grabbing both sides of her panties, he pulled them down over her hips as she gasped at his boldness, unable to stop him until they were gathered around her ankles.

"You have gone insane!" she whispered, but much louder than she'd intended. Mike went to his knees and pulled her legs up, one at a time, then quickly stood as she straightened her dress out and began to walk quickly away from him.

"Not so fast," he said, catching up with her. "You're not out of this yet," he whispered.

Quickly running his hand up her dress again, and having no trouble finding her pussy lips again, she walked slowly forward trying to concentrate on the list in her hand and throwing groceries in the cart. As she did, she built a wall of products at the back of the basket that hid what they were doing from the front.

While they had no such protection from the sides, Mike's larger body hid what was going on from behind, and she did began to relax, actually getting into the idea of what her horny little brother was doing.

Mike pushed his finger in and pulled it out slightly, and felt her juices starting to flow.

"Put a finger in her mouth."

Mike pulled his finger out of her pussy and out from under her dress, bringing it up to her face. But, as soon as she saw it, she clamped her mouth shut, and just shook her head.

"Open your mouth, sweet cheeks," he whispered, "you know you want to."

Giggling she darted her head forwards and sucked the finger into her mouth, sucking on it for a few seconds before he quickly pulled it back out and it disappeared back up under her dress and into her pussy.

Mike pushed up close to her, his dick sticking slightly out, mostly upwards from his blue jeans, brushing it against her sun dress covered butt.

"Feels like I'm not the only one getting horny," she said with a snicker, pressing backwards against him as she reached for a couple of bags of chips.

They continued like this for a few aisles, seeing very few people and being noticed by no one. The next aisle they came to had an older man in a motorized cart coming towards them. Neither of them wanted to be the first to give in, so they both kept as straight a face as they could manage as he passed. He glancing over, chuckled, and then just shook his head.

"Head to the back of the store."

Mike nodded at her, pointing towards the store room. Grinning, she nodded and pushed the cart hurriedly in that direction. Pushing through the plastic curtains, they both took a look around. Mike extracted himself and peered around the corners before finding a secluded spot that was surrounded by plastic shipping crates.

Sarah went in first, and turned around. Sitting on a short stack, she pulled up her skirt and gave Mike a dirty look. She reached out to him as he unzipped his pants and unleashed the beast.

They didn't waste any time, however. This wasn't a soft and sweet lovemaking session. This was a 'dirty, public, anyone can catch us at anytime, quick and fuck me hard' session.

Mike grabbed her and quickly pushed his cock into her as she wrapped her legs around him, her arms grabbing at his strong arm muscles, her hair falling around her face as he thrust forward, her pussy sucking greedily at his cock. She tossed her hair out of her face and quickly pressed her lips to his as he pushed his hands under her butt cheeks, lifting easily and pulling upwards and letting her drop, bouncing down on his cock.

He repeated the move multiple times, each one causing her to yelp in pleasure. After several minutes, he did finally have to set her down. She stopped him as he began to thrust into her, pushing him off and heading to the wall behind him. Then she turned and rudely and very un-lady like pulled her dress up over her ass.

"OH MOMMA. Gimme, gimme, gimme." 

Smiling, he quickly came up behind her and found her pussy lips again from behind. Pushing in slowly at first, but quickly slapping his lap against her bare ass cheeks, his cock was careening its way in and out of her sopping cunt.

A few more passes, much fewer than he expected, she began to come, relatively quickly for her, but not surprising considering the previous night and the mornings activities. She shuddered as the first ripple of pleasure slammed into her, followed by the second, then another. Then she was lost for several seconds as an ocean of ecstasy washed over her.

Mike slapped repeatedly against her ass, feeling his own orgasm building.

"Pull out and get her on her knees."

Caught off guard by the voice, but without argument or thinking about it, he pulled out and spun her around. Cuing in on what he wanted, she dropped quickly to her knees and took his cock in her hands, wrapping her full lips around the tip and sucked gently, her hands pumping back and forth on his slick thick shaft, despite the fact she was still in the throes of an aftershock.

Sarah moaned as one passed through her, and the sound and feeling as it escaped her throat and passed his cock in her mouth caused him to start to come. She grinned as it began to fill her mouth, gushing from the tip, and pushed it towards her throat, pushing it back until it hit the back of her throat, causing Mike to stagger in pleasure as it passed into her throat, his cock still throbbing and shooting his warm seed into her.

"Ohhh, damn it," he croaked as she bounced up and down, her lips at the base of his shaft, buried in his pubic hair.

Finally spent, he glanced down as she looked up at him and winked, slowly extracting his sticky cock, her tongue working around it, cleaning every drop off, stopping at the tip and sucking hard on it, milking him with her hands to get every drop and swallowing it all.

Groaning, Mike staggered backwards and hit a stack of plastic crates. Giggling, she stood and licked a drop of cum off her hand. 

"Told you I'd fuck you up," she said, grinning, swallowing the last of his sperm.

They suddenly heard voices in the distance... employees, and quickly ducked into an employee bathroom. Cleaning themselves up and exiting, they found their basket and swiftly finishing up the shopping.

*******

"Damn, I'm good. Come on, you can say it."

'Gotta admit, that was pretty good,' Mike agreed as he loaded bag after bag into his truck a few minutes later.

But the voice didn't reply, no doubt planning its next move.

Mike chuckled to himself and pushed the cart to the basket return, then headed back to his truck to drive his, suddenly much happier, sister, home.

As he pulled out of the parking lot she scooted over to him and leaned against him, sighing into his shoulder.

After pulling in the driveway, and coming to a stop, Mike helped unload the truck and ignored the snickers as his other sister's noticing Sarah's softened demeanor and smile.

Ignoring the whispers that erupted when the four were in the kitchen when Sarah began to divulge what her ever-surprising brother had done to her in the supermarket, Mike headed out back to see what needed to be done for the party.

Several hours later, a sweaty, crud encrusted Mike headed upstairs and showered, just pulling on his swim trunks and another t-shirt when the doorbell rang. Pounding down the stairs, he popped open the door and smiled as his best buddy Matt, held out his arms and pursed his lips. 

"Come on baby, I missed you SOO MUCH," he said. "Gimme a kiss sweetheart!" Matt said, mockingly, obviously playing around with his best friend.

Mike smacked him in the chest, causing Matt to throw his hands up, curled into fists. "Come on fucker, hadn't had a good tickling in a good long while," he said, dancing around for a few seconds like a boxer. "Wanna try and give me one?"

"You two are such idiots." said Missy, his older sister from behind him, shaking her head. She was three years older than Matt and Mike, and favored her brother more than most girls. Smiling, she side stepped Matt, and gave Mike a quick hug.

"Hey Mike," she said, pulling back and walking past him as he stepped back into the house.

"What's up bro?" Matt asked as they went inside.

"Not much, bud. Where the hell have you guys been?" Mike asked, leading them into the kitchen.

"Vacation," Missy said, sounding slightly irritated.

Mike chuckled. "Family vacation?" he asked.

Matt nodded. "Fuck yes."

Mike laughed loudly, shaking his head. "Well, that's one of the drawbacks of having parents," he quipped.

"Hey guys," Danni said, smiling and moving to hug Matt, who flashed an 'Oh Yeah' face at Mike behind Danni's back, and then to Missy, who smacked her brother. "Matt's being an ass again I gather," she said.

"When isn't Matt being an ass?" Missy answered. "How've you all been?" she asked Danni, as the two headed towards the back door, their brothers following quickly behind them.

"Ya'll just keep walkin' that way, we'll just enjoy the view," Matt said, watching the two asses in front of him bouncing and wiggling back and forth.

Matt had been Mike's best friend ever since elementary school, when Matt had bloodied his nose for no apparent reason. They'd been in the wooden fort at school, and Matt had walked up and called him a 'Son of a Bitch' without any provocation and popped Mike once in the nose.

Mike, in turn, tackled him right out of the fort, then four feet to the ground, breaking Matt's arm as he landed on a wooden beam around the sandbox under the fort. That break and the subsequent rehab Matt had to endure are what caused him to work out more, to strengthen up his arm muscles to the point where he could hurl a football farther than anyone else ever had at their high school.

Where Mike had brown hair, Matt was a sandy blonde, his hair just long enough to tuck up under his hat to avoid getting insulted by the local rednecks. He was nicely built, had thicker arms than Mike, but the two could pass for brothers. Their attitudes and general demeanor were the only things that separated them.

Mike was always quiet, withdrawn and never talkative. Matt was the complete opposite, usually insulting someone, causing a ruckus, or just being an ass, as his sister had put it. He was the kind of friend you would love to have, but hated to have at the same time. He was someone who wouldn't mind fighting someone for you, but who, more often than not, got you into more fights through his antics.

Missy was nice enough, and Mike had actually had a crush on her in junior high. But she had never even given him the time of day, and generally treated him like a little brother, although better than Matt himself.

They went outside where Danni and Missy were sitting on the deck chairs and, having kicked off their shorts, they were rummaging around in their bags looking for some tanning oil.

Matt ran over to the shed where he knew Mike kept his old football and reached inside. Grabbing the familiar rough leather, he tossed it back and forth in his hands a few times. Turning he threw it casually to Mike, who caught it easily with a solid sounding 'thunk.'

Mike glanced over at the two girls, who had captured his attention as they stood and began pulling off their shirts. Mike always loved that part, right when they pulled the tops off and they were smoothing out the bikini, making sure it covered all the essentials, and then shook their hair out. Girls were so mysteriously meticulous about looking good all the time. It was something that just mystified and interested him all at once.

Mike turned and tossed the ball to Matt, who had to turn and refocus quickly as he caught the surprise pass.

"Busted," said Mike.

"Who the hell could blame me?" Matt said, tossing it back quickly. "All that prime, gathered up in one place."

Danni had on her tiny yellow bikini, which actually shocked Mike. He didn't think she'd wear it with other people around, but he realized that she was getting back to being the old Danni, at least in some respects.

Missy's suit was a little more sensible, having quite a bit more fabric to it that Danni's. She had a decent body, but not quite as toned and muscular as Danni's, more like Beth's, with boobs comparable to Beth's.

"Yo, fuckstick. Quit ogling my sister and throw the damn ball," Matt called. Mike spun and quickly tattooed Matt's hands with it.

Missy flipped her brother the bird, and Danni giggled, raising a finger and wiggling it back and forth at Mike.

The door opened and Megan came out, followed by Sarah, who was carrying several cases of Dos Equis. With big stupid grins plastered all over their faces, Mike and Matt both headed towards her. "Damn I love your sisters," Matt said.

"Yeah, me too," Mike agreed.

"Me three."

"Who ordered the stripper?" Matt called out, whistling at Megan as he came forward for a beer.

"Yeah sure, you wish," Megan called back, flipping him off again and causing both young men to laugh.

"Remind me why I'm friends with you," Mike said as he reached for a beer, tossing one to Matt and reaching for the bottle opener hanging on the wall near the door, as Sarah began to unpack the bottles and put them in the small fridge sitting close to the wall.

"Hell," Matt said, taking a swig, "you know you love me. It ain't a party till the Matt Monster arrives."

Sarah giggled and grabbed a beer and the bottle opener from Mike. "Behave you two, or I'll have Emma come out here and whip both your asses," she said with a finger pointed at Matt.

"Aw hell," Matt said, "promises, promises."

Mike laughed, truly forgetting how much he loved and hated having Matt around. Emma actually enjoyed his company, seemingly more than Mike did. She really would whip his ass, though, and had on more than one occasion.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 20



Matt wouldn't hit a girl of course, which gave her an advantage, slugging the shit out him a few times in the past when he got out of hand. When he grabbed one of her sister's asses or hers, or got too drunk and tried to start a fight, Emma had been known to drop him with a few well placed punches, much to the appreciation of the other partiers. In one particular instance, she'd done just that.

Emma had gone to a high school party and one of Matt's friends had been talking to her. Matt, drunk off his ass, ran up and slapped the guy with an open-palm, and demanded that the guy leave his best friend's sister alone. Matt had been out of line most of the night and she quickly decided that it was time for a nap. She slapped him hard on the back of the head and as he turned, she caught him with a right hook, reversing momentum of his head. That dropped him to the floor like a sack of potatoes, to the cheers of everyone at the party.

Megan waved at Mike and grabbed a few beers, heading over to the other two girls and quickly stripping out of her shirt, freeing her massive breasts. "It's good to see your brother with his clothes on again," she said, winking at Danni as she sat down.

Danni burst out laughing; having completely forgotten about what had happened that night, during Mike's impromptu midnight swim.

"This I just gotta hear," Missy said, taking a swig. "Come on, spill it."

Mike shook his head and tossed the football back to Matt, as they set both of their beers down and began to toss the pigskin back and forth again. 

"Well, we had a slumber party a few nights ago," began Danni, "and someone snuck into Mike's room."

"Someone?" Megan said, rubbing oil between her huge breasts and down her stomach, before lying back on the chair.

"Alright... Ashley," Danni lied, suddenly remembering the cover story. "The little lunatic has a big thing for our baby brother," she said, catching herself. "Anyway, she snuck into his room and convinced him to get a little frisky, and they made a little too much noise, waking up everyone else. And so he comes barreling out of his room, right into several of the girls that had been listening through the door at the commotion."

Missy was laughing, as was Matt, shaking his head at his buddy. 

"And he's naked, see." Megan said, "Completely naked, and very much awake, if you follow my meaning," she said winking at Missy. 

"So he runs downstairs," Danni continued, "and had nowhere to go because the house is full of women, all of whom are awake now from all the noise and laughter. And so he just runs out the back door and dives into the pool, only to emerge a few minutes later, still naked as the day he was born, of course."

"Yeah... not our best moment Dude."

"And... only slightly less impressive than when he went in," Megan cut in, waving a hand in the air, fanning her face mockingly. "Whew. What a sight, I can tell you."

"Yeah. Then he just went upstairs, and disappeared for the rest of the night," Danni finished, as she watched Mike turn beat red in the face, but laughing good-naturedly.

"Go offer to rub oil on Megan."

Mike groaned inwardly, remembering that it was the voice's bet collection day and sighed, resigning himself to his fate.

He grabbed his beer and walked over to the girls, the three of them still giggling.

The door slid open and Beth came out with her friend Susan, both wearing white bikinis and heading to the other side of the pool as Mike came over.

"So uh, need some oil?" he asked awkwardly to Megan.

Danni and Beth both looked at him curiously.

"I think I'm good, unless you want to do my breasts," Megan said lewdly, winking at Danni.

"SAY YES, DAMN IT, SAY YES."

Mike grinned but didn't get a chance to answer, as Megan turned over and tossed him the bottle. "Get my back and I'll behave myself, I promise." she said.

"Hell, where's the fun in that?"

"Alright," Mike said, pouring some of the oil into his hand and dripping it across her taut form. After a minute or two of rubbing, he'd gotten all her uncovered parts, including her arms and legs.

"Spank her, really fucking hard."

'She'll knock the shit outta me,' Mike thought. 'You're gonna get us... well, me into trouble all around.

"Do it, she deserves it for having those giant fun-bags."

Mike sighed and positioned his feet, making himself ready to bolt for the pool. Without warning, to Megan at least, he raised of his hand and brought it down sharply across her left cheek. *CRACK*, went his hand on Megan's ass, causing her to leap out of her chair and furiously begin rubbing the rapidly reddening handprint on her buttocks.

"Ouch, you son of a bitch!" she yelled, as Mike turned and made his attempt at escape, jogged just out of reach.

The others were rolling with laughter as she sprinted after him, who wasn't quite ready for her to move as quickly as she did and surprisingly, caught up and tackled him. Mike, being bigger and stronger, quickly stood as he picked her up and tossed her into the pool, massive breasts and all.

Megan came up sputtering, laughing and waving her finger at Mike. "I'm gonna get you for that, you fucker, just you wait."

Mike just smiled and shrugged, then picked up his beer, and headed back to throw the ball back and forth with Matt.

As he did, he glanced over at Susan. The poor girl looked like she wasn't comfortable in her own skin, but she was actually mildly attractive. She was laughing shyly as she sat next to Beth and tried to look like she was having fun.

"With some make up maybe, or a paper bag."

'Be nice.' Mike thought as he glanced over. She had decent sized breasts, not nearly as large as Beth's, and closer to Danni's, he quickly decided. Her face was pretty, but not beautiful, but she looked like she knew it, and had settled for that. Mike felt a little sad for her.

"Maybe she'd get prettier if you stick your dick in her."

Mike ignored it and threw the football back to Matt.

The back door opened, and the rest of the party guests came out; Paul, Ashley, Emma, Sarah and Sally. Paul waved at Mike as Emma handed him a beer and moved to head over to the deck chairs, stripping off her top and shorts, revealing her blue bikini and incredible edible ass.

"Hey there Em," Matt called. "Nice ass, babe."

Emma didn't turn but lifted a hand, presenting her middle finger to him. "Keep talking and you'll get another ass kicking before the night even settles in."

"As long as it's your ass doing the kicking," Matt called.

Paul and Mike both laughed and headed over to the grill, followed by Matt. Mike clicked it on and sat his beer down, the fire roaring to life. He turned all four burners on in order to cook off the remnants of the last barbecue, and to prepare the grill.

"Matt, Paul. Paul, Matt," Mike said simply, introducing the two men to each other. "This is Ashley's big brother, Emma's date from last night."

"Oh damn, man," Matt said quickly, beginning to apologize. "I'm sorry, Emma is like a sister to me, I didn't mean anything."

Paul shook his hand and glanced back over to the girls. "Well, she does have a nice ass. What can you do."

"Though if she was related, I think I'd be fuckin' my sister," Matt said, causing all three of them to burst out laughing.

Mike laughed harder than he should have at the irony of the statement, heading inside to get the meat that Beth had prepared. He reached into the fridge and grabbed the hamburger patties and the racks of ribs and quickly headed out back. Paul was talking to Matt about his football days, obviously a fan of the sport.

As the afternoon progressed, Mike made an effort to keep watching his sisters. It wasn't hard to do, and he would have been doing just that even if he wasn't trying to get Paul to notice his stares.

Then Ashley came over, clad in her tiny bikini from the other night and planted a kiss on Mike. Paul chuckled and turned away as Mike squeezed her and let her go. Then watched the goofy little thing head back to her deck chair.

"So, is she your real sister?" Matt asked, "Cuz I don't see the resemblance, no offense."

"None taken," Paul said. "I favor our dad, she favors mom, but yeah, she's all mine. She's annoying, I know, but she's loyal and sweet. She sure does have a thing for Mike, though." Then laughed and added, "Always has."

"Sexy too," Matt said playfully, "Just kidding man. I can take some getting used to, I know."

Paul waved the thought away. "I've had plenty of friends that helped me when my ass kicking meter was running low."

Matt laughed and nodded his agreement. "Hey, that's me, dude."

Mike closed the lid to the grill after he finished coating the meat in sauce. Then Emma stood and came over to lean in close to Mike. "Move the grill over so you can ogle us easier," she whispered into his ear.

Mike nodded, silently berating himself for not thinking of that, and began rolling the grill closer to the girls, which did vastly improve the view.

'Where were you on that one?' he thought to the voice.

"I'm still ogling Megan's titties, I mean seriously man, look at those damn things. They have their own weather system! Missy ain't bad either; I think I'll make you go jiggle them."

The guys continued their conversation, mostly about sports, but occasionally one would comment on one of the girls. They seemed to all be getting more comfortable commenting on each of their buddy's sisters while they were standing right there. But cautiously, as each was a little wary that the other two would say something, or even get upset.

"Did he tell you about what happened last night?" Paul asked.

Matt cocked his head, suddenly curious. "What? Did he fuck a tranny?"

Laughing again, Paul shook his head and recounted what happened the previous night.

"Well, shit, I wish I'd been there. Would've been fun beating the crap outta that ass-hat," Matt said.

Mike kept his eyes on the girls when he could, only taking them off when he had to check the meat.

Emma stood and came around toward the men at the grill, passing them and heading to the other side of the pool; her ass swinging back and forth seductively as she walked away from them, all three men watching her every move.

Mike thought he saw Paul glance over at him as he watched his sister, but wasn't sure, but he was careful not to take his eyes off of Emma's ass. But that wasn't hard.

He began to feel weird, wanting some guy to catch him ogling his own sister. The thought crossed his mind, that he could be a good case study for any psych student.

Emma went around and began to stretch, apparently needing to loosen up her muscles for the difficult task of jumping around in the pool; bending way over, her legs wide apart and careful to flex her ass, her barely covered pussy facing directly at the men from behind.

"Damn," Mike said, at length. 

The girls all decided to follow Emma's lead at that point, and just as she dove in, her magnificent ass covered by surface of the water, the others ran and all jumped in behind her, leaving the three men back on the edge of the pool.

An uncomfortable silence followed, and Mike desperately wished that Matt would jump in the pool with the girls, so that he could get this awkward conversation with Paul over with. 

As the meat slowly cooked, the girls splashed around in the pool and the day grew long. Their guests were having a fun time and Mike was enjoying himself, but he was still nervous about figuring out just how to broach the topic of incest with Paul. Finally, the food was done and Mike and Beth served their ribs and burgers on the patio table.

Beth grabbed a paper plate as Mike cut a few ribs off for her, heaping them onto her plate as she grabbed a drink and some chips.

Behind her, Danni grinned as a sudden idea struck her. Leaning over and brushing Beth's hair back, she leaned in close to whisper something in her ear. Beth grinned immediately and glanced at Mike, winking and pulling up a chair.

Not having a clue what his two sisters were up to, Mike shrugged and finished serving their other guests. As they fell into their chairs and began chewing on the succulent rib meat, Beth seemed to make sure that all three men could see her plainly. Groaning, Mike had a feeling that she was about to do something to spur the difficult conversation on. 

As if on cue, Beth lifted one of her ribs up to her mouth, biting into it as the juices flowed into her mouth. She began to make a show of eating it, really getting into letting the juices flow down her chin and chewing the meat off, incredibly sexy, but also incredibly 'Beth-like'. She seemed to be unaware of what she was doing and Mike glanced over at Matt and Paul, both of them glued to his sister.

Mike glanced back to Beth just as Paul glanced over at him. Not able to help himself, Mike watched as the juices flowed down her chin and began to drip onto her cleavage. Just then, a large dollop of barbecue sauce dripped off the edge of her rib and fell directly onto the top of her breast.

Groaning inwardly, Mike mentally face-palmed as Beth looked down and muttered, "Oops," and then to Mike's delight and chagrin, dropped the rib back into her plate and lifted up the dirty breast, snaking her tongue out and licking the dollop of barbecue off in one motion. "There we go," she said, winking at Mike.

"DAAAMN, we're gonna be right in the middle of one huge fuckin orgy here aren't we!"

"Damn girl! Ask for some help next time," Matt said, surprisingly quietly, for him at least.

Beth looked up and laid her best 'Innocent-Beth' face on them. "What?"

"Mmmhmm," Mike said, 'what' my ass."

Giggling, she went back to eating her ribs, the three men still staring at her juice covered cleavage. As Mike finally tore his eyes off his sister's tits, he glanced over at Danni, her head down and shoulders bobbing with silent laughter, trying her best not to burst out. Finally, she raised her head, and with tears of laughter ringing her eyes, she handed Beth a towel and pointed to her cleavage.

"Ohhhhh," Beth said, looking back up and smiling at her before grabbing another rib.

Mike decided to play his part, and thought quickly, deciding to lay it on decently thick.

"Hey Paul." he said, glancing over. "Can you pass me another tit? I mean...rib," he said, pretending to correct himself quickly.

Paul and Matt both burst out laughing, as did Danni and Megan, both sitting close enough to know what was going on, or at least most of what was going on.

"Nice, man. Nice. Ogling yer own sister." Matt taunted. "Here's yer tit," he said, passing the plate of ribs over. "I mean your rib."

"Eat me," Mike replied, "like you weren't looking too."

"Yeah," said Matt, "but she ain't my sister bro."

Deciding that he'd 'helped' enough, Mike focused on eating, keeping his eyes on his food. The rest of his meal finished, Mike went over to the side of the pool after throwing his plate away. He reached down and peeled off this shirt, exposing his muscled chest and arms, and began to swing them back and forth, trying to loosen up his muscles.

Across the pool, nine girls were in various stages of trying to watch Mike. Most were being sneaky, glancing out of the corner of their eyes at his attractive, muscular torso. Megan, Danni, and Emma weren't being sneaky at all, however, and just stared, seemingly unafraid of the consequences. 

Mike was unaware of course, but Matt could always be counted on to embarrass him. 

"Quit showing off you jackass and get in the pool," he yelled, causing Mike to turn and glance back, his eyes widening when nine heads turned quickly back to their plates, trying to appear extremely interested in their food. Rolling his eyes in mild embarrassment, Mike turned and dove in the pool, surfacing a few yards away.

Glancing behind him, he saw a few of the party guests throwing their stuff in the trash and heading toward the pool, and then the others moved to finish their dinner.

Matt and Paul put their beers on the edge of the pool and both jumped in, followed by Missy, Ashley, Beth, and Emma. The girls surfaced a few feet away and began splashing playfully as Matt came forwards and picked up Beth, tossing her towards the deep end. Emma and Missy both surged towards him and desperately tried to pull him towards the deep end, Emma finally settling on pushing him underwater.

As he came up spitting water, he lunged for her and dove under, coming up between her legs, lifting her out of the water as she straddled his shoulders. Sitting comfortably atop him, she leaned forwards and pushed Missy underwater.

Mike grinned and dove towards her, coming to her rescue as he came up underneath her and brought her up out of the water as she settled down on his shoulders. Turning, Mike pushed towards Matt and Emma, who were facing the other way and trying to push Paul underwater. Laughing, they spun quickly as they heard the Mike/Missy tower approaching. The two sets of siblings grappled until they were joined by Paul and Ashley.

Laughter echoed around the backyard, and soon the pool was filled with the rest of the guests, save for Sarah and Sally as they sat and chatted. Beth and her friend Susan formed a team with Megan and Danni, declaring a truce as they closed in on the other three 'towers' grappling playfully on the other side of the pool. 

As Matt turned with Emma, he reached forward and began to try and tickle Beth, Susan pushing and pulling at his best friend's sister seated on his shoulders. He didn't see her backup however and she was quickly pushed into the water by Danni as Megan came up on his blindside. He quickly dove towards his sputtering top-half to get her back on his shoulders, mounted and ready to fight.

Mike laughed as Missy began to tickle Ashley, who was obviously no match for her and was easily pushed into the water, her brother reaching for her and easily lifting her out of the water and getting her back on his shoulders quickly.

Matt and Emma finally got remounted and came up behind Megan and Danni. Leaning down, she whispered something into Matt's ear, deciding that playing dirty was the best plan. Grinning, Matt reached for Megan's swim top and unclasped it as his Emma did the same to Danni at the top, both tops popping loose and swinging free, leaving the two women scrambling to cover their suddenly naked breasts. 

Megan stopped quickly however, not really caring that her rather large breasts were clearly visible and decided to turn the tables on Matt, turning around and moving towards him as he stared fully at her breasts.

Danni shrugged and reached for Emma as Matt stared dumbly at the huge rack floating in the water in front of him, Megan grabbing Emma's hands as Danni pulled roughly at the girl's swim top, Beth and Susan coming up behind them and popping the clasp for her.

Matt, still enjoying the view of Megan's rack, felt Emma wiggling around trying to cover her breasts and finally snapped out of it, reaching forwards and trying to tickle Megan.

Mike and Missy were laughing at the spectacle as Paul and Ashley came up behind them, with Beth and Susan coming up behind those two. As Mike moved towards Matt, Paul surged forward with his incredibly light sister and grabbed Missy from behind, Ashley easily pulling her top free as she tumbled off Mike's shoulders. She scrambled to cover her breasts as Mike desperately tried to pull her back up. 

Laughing heartily, Paul and Ashley never saw Susan and Beth come up behind them, and soon the game was at an end, Ashley's swim top clutched triumphantly in Susan's hand. 

The game at an end, Missy dropped off Mike's shoulders and began to swim towards her top, floating in the water, pulling it over her arms and searching for the clasp in the back. Megan had other plans however, and threw her own top out of the pool, more than comfortable being topless. Danni laughed at her, and followed suit, tossing her own top out of the water, as the party guests whooped and yelled. Emma grinned and threw her own, followed by Ashley. Beth and Susan weren't having any though, and kept theirs on, causing the backyard to erupt in boos and hisses. Finally, they all turned and cheered Missy on, whom, red-faced, finally gave in and tossed hers out too.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 20



"Lemme know if any of ya'll need some sunscreen on yer titties," Matt said, getting splashed from all directions.

As the evening wore on, Mike brought out the net and they played a few games of water volleyball, and a few others. Soon the sun began to drop below the horizon and the party guests began to leave.

Susan was the first to duck out, saying polite goodbyes and disappearing after thanking Mike and Beth for the food and fun. Megan had a date that night and left to get dressed, giggling secretively with Sarah. As the sun went down, and it started to cool off, Mike, Matt, Paul, Missy, Emma, Beth, Sarah, Danni, Sally and Ashley all climbed into the hot tub.

"I say we make a rule for the hot tub," Matt said. "No tops."

Beth pouted for a second but finally gave in, dropping her top to the deck as she slid in the water. She didn't mind really, knowing the darkness would hide her chest, though the dim light from the porch still illuminated them enough to give the boys a show. Sarah didn't have any qualms, and quickly shed her own top, sliding in as well.

"Remember the last time we were in here?" Ashley asked, sitting next to Mike.

Mike laughed and glanced over at Beth, by far the memory that he'd made that night that he remembered above all others. Smiling back at him, she turned and continued talking with Megan.

"We can always play truth or dare again," Emma said, grinning at Mike.

"Haha, I don't know about that," Mike said, suddenly nervous about what might happen between one of his sisters and Paul or Matt.

"Aww, come on," Sarah said, winking at her brother.

Mike suddenly remembered that he was supposed to be getting Paul interested in his own sister, and maybe this was a good way to do so.

"Okay, we can play," he said, "But let me make a beer run first."

Paul and Matt both followed Mike as he hopped out of the tub, heading over to the fridge and popping it opened, grabbed a few. Heading back, they redistributed the beers and set a few unopened ones on the side of the tub.

"Okay, if we're doing this goofy-ass game again," Mike said. "What are the rules?"

"No rules," Matt said, always one to push boundaries. "Does everyone agree?" he asked, looking around the pool. "That's the most fun you can have with this game."

Each one of Mike's sisters glanced at him, and he shrugged.

"I always did like him."

"Alright, so who goes first?" Emma asked.

"You asked, so you go," Matt said.

"Alright, Matt," she said, glaring at him playfully. "Truth or Dare?"

"Dare, fucker," he said as if fearless, taking a swig of his beer.

"Alright cock-smoker," she said, returning his insult. "You made the rule no tops for the girls. I dare you to take your trunks off in front of everyone."

Rolling his eyes, Matt stood. "Is that the best you can do? Ya'll don't get all envious of ol' Matt now," he said, hopping out of the pool and tearing off his pants, revealing his decently sized, though flaccid, dick and then hopping back into the pool.

"Nice," Missy said, rolling her eyes.

"Missy," Matt said, glancing over at his sister. "Truth or dare?" he asked.

Sighing, Missy thought for second. "Do I have to play?" she asked, receiving groans and a few splashes of water.

"Come on Missy, don't be a party pooper," Danni said.

"Oh alright, damn it truth," she said, finally, boos erupting from several of the people in the pool.

"Okay, I got one. Did you fuck Jerry Maxwell at the after party of the last game of my senior year?" Matt asked.

Groaning, Missy closed her eyes and shook her head, remembering the night vividly, and her night of regret with the nerdy Jerry.

"Come on, spill it," Emma said, the group cheering Missy on.

Eventually Missy nodded, and turned, red-faced, away and flipped her brother the bird.

"Fuck you, and there was alcohol involved," she said.

"Alright Emma," she said, "truth or dare?"

"Dare," she said quickly, causing the group to laugh at the quickness of her answer.

"Make out with Paul," she said.

Not able to help herself, Emma glanced over at Mike, a moment of fear on her face. She'd been worried that something like this might happen; all of her siblings had been, in fact. It had to be done though; it couldn't be helped if they wanted to keep their secret.

Shrugging as slightly as possible, Mike tried to convey a sense of ease to her. She must have sensed him, twin intuition, he supposed, because she calmed visibly and moved to the center of the hot tub, Paul smiling and joining her as the two began to kiss, G rated, for several long seconds. Finally breaking the kiss, she moved back to her spot next to Ashley and across from Paul.

Looking around she pondered who to choose. "Sally," she said, deciding basically at random. "Dare or dare," she said, knowing what the wild girl would choose. 

"Hmm, dare," she said.

"Make out with Ashley," Emma said, giggling.

Not expecting that at all, it actually took Sally's mind a second to register the dare, but she quickly pushed herself towards the shocked redhead sitting protectively close to Mike.

"Come here cute stuff," she said, pulling the smaller girl towards her. Sally clearly taking charge, the two girls began to kiss, Sally quickly putting her tongue into the redhead's mouth causing her to squeal. A minute later, she finally released the red-faced girl and pushed her back towards Mike, who couldn't help but admit that he'd enjoyed the spectacle.

"Sarah," Sally said. "Your turn."

"Hmm," Sarah thought. "Truth," she said. 

"I got a good one," she said, actually glad that she'd chosen truth. "Who is this new man that you won't tell me about?"

"Aw, shit," Sarah said, rolling her eyes and head into the air so that she wouldn't look over at Mike. "What's the penalty if I don't tell you?"

Sally thought for a moment for something that would be worse that telling the truth.

"You have to make out with Mike," she said at length, sincerely wanting to figure out who Sarah's new man was, and to share in fucking him, if possible.

"Boy, did she climb the wrong fucking tree to get to the branch she wanted on that one."

Groaning again, but seeing no alternative she swam forward and pulled her brother forwards to the middle of the tub, whispering in his ear as quietly as she could. "Try your best to make this look like we haven't been doing it for weeks," she said and trapped him in a kiss before he could protest.

All of the party guest's mouths were agape. After a few seconds, Sarah released him and sat back on her spot.

"Seriously?" Sally asked. "I just wanna know who you're with now!" 

"My secret, your 'truth', and your penalty," Sarah said, winking at Mike. "Besides, Mike's so cute when he's embarrassed anyway," she said, winking.

Mike, red-faced and slightly paranoid at this point, could do nothing but sit back looking exactly what he was; totally and completely baffled.

"Mike," Sarah called. "Truth, or dare," she said, emphasizing the word dare. Taking the cue, he quickly chose truth, not wanting to play her game anymore.

"Have you ever been caught jerking off by one of your sisters?" she asked.

Groaning, Mike rolled his eyes. She'd out-foxed him, knowing he'd try and choose the opposite of what she wanted, she pretended to want him to choose dare, emphasizing that word in the question.

Sighing, Mike decided to be honest, not really having an alternative. "What's the penalty if I don't tell the truth?"

"You have to make out with Matt."

"Like hell," Mike said, "fuck that." the decision made. "Yes, Emma caught me in the bathroom once, but you already knew that cuz you caught me upstairs later that same day."

The entire group was laughing, most of them at least. Mike sat quiet, smiling and even further embarrassed.

"How'd she catch you?" Danni asked.

Shaking his head, Mike refused to answer, not wanting to open that particular can of worms again.

"He yelled out someone's name," Emma said, unable to resist the temptation.

"Ooooo," came the reply from several people.

"Who?" Ashley said, secretly wishing it was her. Alright, maybe not so secretively, the poor girl was bouncing with anticipation.

Mike was shaking his head though, adamantly not going to answer.

Desperately trying to change the topic, he glanced over at Missy. "Truth or dare?"

Seeing the desperation on his face, Missy stopped laughing long enough to cough out, "Dare."

Desperate for some revenge, Mike decided to get even. "Go down on Emma, or you have to make out with your brother."

The laughter stopped briefly as they all looked at Mike, and then turned to Missy who didn't look excited about either prospect.

"Aww, come on you guys," she protested, and then over to Mike, "What? Are you mad at me or something? Can't I get naked and dance around or something?"

"Rules are rules," Emma said, coming out of the water and sitting at the edge of the hot tub, spreading her legs and grinning, causing another round of laughs.

"Damn it," Missy said, shaking her head at Emma. "Let's get this over with, dickhead," she said, not looking at her brother.

"Well shit," Matt said as his sister swam towards him. "Try to control yourself now," he said, as she came close, her breasts brushing his chest hair."

"Ya'll tell anyone we did this and I'll kill you," she said, turning and kissing her brother on the lips, only to turn and spit a few seconds later as she tried to wipe off his 'germs'. "Yuck, you fucker!" she said, smacking him on the arm.

"Aww come on sis, it was just a little tongue," he said, laughing, causing a wave of laughter to roll out from the hot tub.

Mike laughed 'til his stomach hurt, clutching at it painfully. Finally, the laughter subsided and it was Missy's turn. "Mike, truth or dare?" she asked, desperate for revenge.

Groaning, Mike was stuck. If he chose dare, she'd probably make him kiss Paul or do something sexual to one of his sisters or something, so it had to be truth. That held other consequences, though. Seeing no alternative, he finally made his choice.

"Truth." he said.

"Who's name did you call out when Emma caught you jerking off?"

"Damn it." he said. He hadn't thought of that. "What's my penalty?" he asked.

"What's the big deal, just tell'em. You're already fucking her. No. Just skip the telling her part and go to the fucking her part."

"You have to go down on Emma, just like I was dared to," she said.

"Shit," he said, looking at Emma.

Dropping his head into his hands he rubbed his temples, trying to think of a way out.

"Come on bud, you ain't getting outta this," Paul said, thoroughly amused.

With an exasperated sigh, Mike finally gave in. "Oh alright. I yelled, 'Oh Danni' at a certain point in my...activities," he finally admitted.

"I thought you two hated each other," Sally said, thoroughly curious.

Danni shrugged and glanced from Mike to Sally. "We see each other in a different light now."

"Happy now?" Mike asked Emma.

The laughter from his friends and family gave him his answer and he blushed as he saw Danni giggling and looking at him. "Did you really say that?"

"Yes," he said. "You popped in there at the end and I didn't have time to think. Emma heard me and has been waiting to use it against me ever since."

"What's even weirder, is that it was back when you two hated each other," Emma said, still giggling.

"Really?" Danni said, feeling embarrassed for her brother.

"Aww, hell bud," said Paul, "I caught Ashley doing the same thing."

"Paul!" Ashley yelled, as she jumped over at him and began smacking him in the shoulder as he wrapped her up in his arms, pinning her to his chest so she couldn't move.

"I came home late one night and heard a buzzing sound from her room. I heard her moaning something and I poked my head into her room. That's when she said, 'Oh Paul, yes'."

Ashley was three shades of red brighter than her hair. "It's not fucking funny," she said, laughing embarrassedly.

"What was the buzzing noise?" Beth asked, sincerely not understanding and causing another bout of laughter. Danni leaned over and whispered in her ear as Ashley moved back to sit next to Mike. "Ooooh," she said a few seconds later. "Oh my."

"So we all have dirty secrets," Sally said, "It's not that odd. I've got a daddy fantasy, myself."

"Have ya'll seen my sister's titties?" Matt asked, causing another roar of laughter and a glare from his sister.

"So, who's next?" Paul asked.

"Mike, I think." said Beth.

Grumbling, Mike looked around the hot tub wondering who to go after next. "Paul, truth or dare?"

"Ah hell, truth," he said, shrugging.

Mike thought for second, and then grinned.

"Try not to outwit anyone. You'll just end up looking stupid and they'll end up laughing their asses off at you."

Mike ignored it. "Since you embarrassed your sister, and I've been embarrassed by mine... have you ever thought about your sister like that?"

As everyone peered at him, waiting for an answer, Paul looked like he was trying to decide how to answer. "Sure," he said finally. "I think everyone has at some point."

Ashley had an odd look on her face, but Mike was unsure what it was. She was clutching him less tightly, though her face was still red.

Paul excused himself at that point and headed to use the bathroom, effectively ending the game. As he did so, Sally decided it was getting late and excused herself from the party, as did Sarah, heading inside to start cleaning up.

As Paul came back outside, he grabbed the rest of the last case of beer from the fridge and brought it over.

"Ya'll can crash here if you need to," Mike said. "We've got a strict policy on driving drunk," he said, "as you can imagine."

Paul nodded, understanding completely, and as the evening progressed and the alcohol kept flowing, it became clear that neither of the other two families would be leaving. They played a few more rounds of Truth or Dare, plus a drinking game or two.

Finally, around midnight they all decided to head inside and call it a night.

Sarah offered Paul her room, heading upstairs for Danni's bed. Nodding his thanks, he grabbed Ashley as she began to head upstairs for Mike's room.

"Not so fast," he said, pointing towards Sarah's door. "You can have the bed. I'll sleep on the floor."

Missy headed upstairs with Emma while Matt stumbled towards Mike's room and collapsed into the floor. Mike grabbed a blanket out of the closet and tossed it over the already snoring form on the floor.

Heading back downstairs, he locked up quickly and headed back to bed, the soft covers enveloping him like a lover, and sleep took him quickly.

******

"I can't believe you told them that story," Ashley said, sitting on Sarah's bed.

"Aw, come on little sister, it was just the alcohol. No one is going to remember that," Paul said, laughing and stripping off his shirt and wet shorts, dropping them into the bathroom.

"You're going to sleep naked?" Ashley asked. "This isn't our house!" 

Paul looked down and shrugged. "You've seen me naked before, and I shut the door to the room. I didn't bring anything but these trunks. We weren't exactly planning on staying, remember."

"Still," she said, trying not to look like she was eyeballing him. He flipped off the light and the room was plunged into darkness. She heard him rustle around and then stand up, walk across the room and click on the switch on the wall. Soon, she heard the gentle woosh woosh of the ceiling fan. "Come on Paul, you don't have to sleep on the floor. I can share with you. You're my brother after all."

"You sure?" he asked from somewhere on the floor.

"Yeah, you aren't gonna be able to lie down there all night. Come on," she said, throwing the blankets open and scooting over to lie against the wall.

Paul began to drift off, thinking of the games in the hot-tub, and all the half naked women. He was very glad that he let Ash talk him into going out with Emma. She wasn't really the type of girl that he was usually attracted to, but then neither was his sister and he'd already admitted that he'd thought about her in compromising ways.

Matt was funny as hell, and his sister had an outstanding rack, as did Emma and all three of Mike's other sisters. He smiled in his sleep, relishing the vivid memories in the hot tub. Finally, he began to drift off.

Later that night Emma appeared. She was nude as she slid into the bed next to him and turned over, pressing her smaller form against his. He felt his thick rod begin to swell and push against her back. She smelled wonderful, something light and flowery, he thought as he wrapped his arms around her. She shifted her hips, moving enough for his cock to slide down and off her butt, between her legs and immediately caressing her naked pussy lips.

Groaning she moved her hips down, pushing hard against the tip, which suddenly slipped and he was inside of her, gently pushing deeper as she grunted at the thickness.

He moved his hands down to around her waist and gently rolled over with her underneath him, facing away, spreading her legs and pulling out slightly before thrusting deeply back in causing her to moan loudly. "Fuck me," she said, her voice a whisper. "Oh, yes Mike, fuck me," came the sound of her voice.

Paul stopped cold. He opened his eyes and jumped in surprise. He'd been dreaming, he was sure of it, or was he. He looked down and saw a dark form swiveling her hips on his cock.

"Come on, fuck me," she said again. He froze. It wasn't Emma. What the fuck was happening? He pulled out.

"Oh no, don't stop," came a loud demand. 

'Oh my god,' Paul thought, turning over and facing away. It was Ashley. 'Fuck,' he thought. 'FUCK!'

Behind him he felt her turn and face him, her hands running over his back, around his hips and grasping at his cock and started stroking it back and forth.

"Ashley, stop," Paul said.

They both kept frighteningly still, neither wanting to speak, as the realization crept into Ashley's brain.

Finally, she released his cock, which was strangely refusing to go away and leave things to the experts.

"Paul?" she asked.

"Just go to sleep," he said. "This was all just a dream."

She lay there in silence for a second. "Paul," she said, sounding surer of herself this time.

"Sleep Ashley, we can talk about this another time," he said.

"Paul," she said more insistently, sounding more like an older sister than a younger one, sure and confident. "Turn around and look at me."

"What the hell is it Ash," he said, turning over on his back and not looking at her.

"We need to talk about this, and not tomorrow," she said.

"It was just a mistake, Ash."

"It was?" she asked.

"Of course it was, Ash," he added, "You're my sister. It's wrong."

"Then why did I like it, and why am I still turned on?" she asked.

He sighed and closed his eyes, truly not expecting that answer. "Come on Ash," he said, running a hand over his eyes.

"Come on what? At least I'm being honest," she said

"What, I'm not?" he asked.

She lifted herself up and put a hand on his chest, draping one leg over one of his.

"How many times have you thought about me? About us?" she asked.

"Ash, stop it," he said. "I don't want to play games."

"Paul, I'm not playing games," she said confidently. "I've wanted you for awhile now, ever since I found out about Mike and his sisters."

Paul sighed. "What are you talking about?"

She began to run a hand over his stomach. "Mike's fucking his sisters."

The statement floored him. "Are you fucking serious? Even Emma? That's crazy," he asked.

"Yes," Ashley said, moving her hand downwards, tracing little circles as she began to intrude into his private areas, "even Emma."

"That's fucking crazy," he repeated.

"Says the guy that was just inside his own sister, and seemed to be enjoying her pretty well," she said and ran her hand down onto his cock. "See, you're still hard as a rock, harder in fact, I think."




Just the Six of Us Ch. 20



"That's...different," he said. "I didn't start this intentionally. I was dreaming and thought you were Emma!"

"Then why are you so hard?" she asked, her fingers encircling his thick rod. "Tell me this doesn't turn you on," she said, slowly beginning to pump him up and down.

"Ash," he began to protest, but faltered.

"Paul," she said, moving to lay on top of him, his cock sticking upwards between her legs and resting against her pussy. "Tell me to stop and I'll stop," she said. 

Paul had his eyes closed and was desperately trying to find some courage to get her off of him, but he had to admit it to himself. He wanted her. He wanted her badly.

He wrapped his arms around her and gently pressed her to him, feeling her red hair draping around down his face and neck.

"I've always had a thing for my big brother," she said, leaning her face close to his and giving him a kiss.

He groaned in pleasure and moved his hands lower, cupping both butt cheeks as she began to gyrate, rubbing her sopping pussy up and down on his shaft and suddenly felt the tip of his cock pressing gingerly inside of her.

"Oh, yes." she moaned, "I'm going to get fucked by my big brother."

"But, isn't this wrong?" he asked.

"Paul, baby," she said, "shut up and fuck me."

Groaning at his baby sister's incredibly dirty talk, he pulled down and nearly fainted in ecstasy as his cock slid into her wet, but very tight pussy. "Daaaamn-it," he said, moaning loudly.

"The walls are very thin here," she whispered, draping her hair over his face. 

"God, you smell so fucking good," he whispered, quieter than before. He inhaled deeply as she lifted herself off of him and slowly sank back down, his cock sending sparkles of electric pleasure rocketing through both of them, causing her to whimper in pure pleasure as she rose up to sink back down again, and again.

"God," he said again, unable to find the words to describe how good she felt, how naughty and wrong it felt to violate his sweet but goofy little sister, and how much she wanted him. It was like her whole body was trying to get him closer, her hands clutching at him, her legs wrapped around his thighs, her hair entwined around his face, her lips on his neck, her pussy sucking and slurping hungrily at him. She was so tight, and so wet. It was unlike any other woman he'd ever been with before.

Being so into each other, neither saw the door open for a few seconds.

"Oh, Ash," Paul moaned, not hearing the door click closed behind him.

"Oh big brother," she moaned quietly, "you're gonna make me come." She began to gyrate her hips faster and faster, moaning louder. He pulled her tightly to him and began to thrust upwards into her harder, in time with her gyrations, their sweaty bodies sticking to the sheets.

She began to come, her body quaking atop his, her vaginal muscles squeezing tightly against his thick cock, the rippling muscles inside her trying to milk his meat, almost painfully strong as she opened her mouth, unable to speak or breathe, so intense was her orgasm.

He grunted as he felt his own orgasm begin to erupt and she continued to bounce up and down, pushing her lips against his as she felt his hot cum begin shooting its way inside her, as another of her own convulsions hit and she collapsed on top of him, his body still shaking and his cock still shooting streams into her.

They collapsed into bed, Ashley falling asleep on top of her brother.

******

Emma led Missy to her bedroom, the slightly drunk girl swaying a bit as they walked down the hallway. Finally reaching her door, she swung it open and guided the sandy blonde to the bed where she fell with a flop.

She looked around briefly, wondering if she should attempt to put her in a t-shirt, or just let her sleep in her swim suit.

"Fuck it," she said, pushing Missy towards the pillows, and climbing in beside her.

Closing her eyes, she slowly drifted off to sleep, where she began to dream, but not of Mike. Strangely enough, she began to dream of Sarah. She'd tied her older sister up on some sort of rack and was tickling her with a feather. She moved it from her slit upwards all the way to her mouth, causing Sarah to shiver in delight.

With the erotic dream caressing her mind, Emma began to fondle Missy in her sleep, her hands moving around and gently squeezing the girls ample breasts, moving down her flat stomach to her pussy.

Emma suddenly awoke, realizing who she was fondling, rolled away to her side only to find she was closer to the edge than she thought. Before she knew it, she had fallen out of her own bed with a 'thunk'.

'Damn it,' she thought, standing and beginning to climb back into bed. She stopped herself. 

Sarah would probably be in bed, she realized, and a mischievous plan began to form in her head. Quietly, she crept downstairs to find Sarah and reenact the dream she'd just had, or parts of it at least.

As she approached her older sister's door, she heard a soft moaning and began to think Mike had crept downstairs with the same idea, the fucker.

Opening the door quietly, she peered inside and froze when she heard a noise.

"Oh, Ash," said a voice. It wasn't Mike, she realized and back pedaled, heading back up to her room, her head trying to wrap around what she'd heard. Had their plan worked?

******

Mike awoke the next morning to snoring; loud , obnoxious, 'what the hell is wrong with your sinuses' snoring.

"Holy shit, that fucker sounds like a fog horn on steroids."

Emma was smiling, wearing panties and his t-shirt, looking ungodly sexy, sitting on his chair at his desk. 

"You're telling me," Mike said, hurling a pillow at Matt. It hit him with a "whap" but it didn't even faze him. He never moved.

"Have I got some news for you, big fella," she said, turning and looking at Mike.

Mike cocked his head and looked at her curiously. "What's that?" he asked.

Emma looked like she knew something delightfully gossipy and couldn't wait to tell someone. "Well, I'd say our plan was a success," she said.

Mike screwed up his face for a second, and then it dawned on him what plan she was referring to. 

"No way..." he said.

"Yup," Emma grinned. "I was going downstairs to find Sarah and heard a moan from her room. I thought it was you and her in there going at it, but I cracked the door just in time to hear a guy's voice say 'Oh, Ash'. I don't know for sure, but Matt's been passed out up here, and I seriously doubt it was you."

Mike tried to work through it all in his head.

"Seriously?" he asked.

Emma nodded again and smiled. "We've got a secret over them now. If she tries to come back to you, we can admit that we heard them and force her away."

Mike nodded, smiling slowly. "I doubt it will come to that, though," he said.

It was her turn to look confused. "What do you mean?" she asked. "Why wouldn't it?"

"Well, if he had half as much fun as I do when I'm with you, neither of them will be back. I think you'll get a call or a text from him saying that you guys won't work out, or that he's found someone new.

Emma grinned and came forwards, nearly stepping on Matt, still snoring on the floor. She leaned down and kissed Mike on the lips, then turned and headed for his door.

"Hey Em," Mike said. "I've been thinking about what you were talking about, about me telling you what to do."

She grinned as she turned. "Does my master have a command?" she asked, giggling.

"Stop that," he said, turning red. "I'm not there yet, but I'm considering it."

She grinned and nodded. "Let me know when you have a command for me, master," she said wickedly, wiggling her perfect ass.

"Actually," he said, smiling at her surprised look. "I was wondering..." he began and she rolled her eyes. "Give me your panties," he said, changing his tone.

Grinning, she immediately reached and began to peel off her underwear, white with small pink hearts, very girlish. As she tossed them to him, she stood there, waiting for him to finish.

"You can go now," he said, grinning.

As she turned, she bent over slightly and exposed her now naked ass, and looked back at him smiling. "Yes sir," she said, grinning.

A snort and a cough caused her to dash from the room, as Matt began to slowly wake up.

"When'd the party end and did I get any?" he groggily asked.

"Its morning you ass-hat, and no you didn't get any," Mike confirmed.

"Well shit, where's yer sister," he asked, laughing to himself.

"Which one?" Mike said, not really listening. 

"Don't matter," Matt groaned. "I'd fuck'em all."

"Watch it," Mike said, throwing another pillow at him.

"Yeah, yeah," Matt said, standing naked, and heading out into the hallway towards the bathroom.

"Damn-to-hell, Matt," came the yell from the hallway. "Put some fucking clothes on!" Missy was yelling.

"You know you love it," he yelled as the door to the bathroom slammed.

******

Beth was cooking as Mike entered the kitchen, followed a few minutes later by Sarah and Emma, who was just about to spill the beans about what happened, when the door to Sarah's room opened and Ashley came bouncing out. 

"Hey guys!" she said excitedly, coming into the kitchen, her hair bouncing around as she came to get some breakfast.

Mike smiled politely and stared at the redhead, noticing a glow about her face, a genuine smile. She came over and hugged him, and he couldn't help but feel out of place, like she was hugging him as friends would. He wondered how Paul felt.

Almost on cue, Paul came out, his swim trunks and shirt from the day before on. Beth began serving breakfast as people crowded around the table, polite breakfast conversation filling the room.

Paul wouldn't look at anyone, however, and moved to the living room to eat. Mike glanced over at Ashley and then at Emma, shrugging. Emma suddenly grabbed the redhead and headed back upstairs for some girl-talk.

Mike decided he'd wait and see what Emma said before trying to talk to Paul, who was no doubt feeling guilty or weirded out by what had happened.

He sat at the table and pushed another spoon of eggs into his mouth.

******

"What's going on? I'm hungry," Ashley was saying.

"I know what happened," Emma said, bluntly. She sat down on the bed as Ashley sat next to her. "I was walking around last night and thought Mike was in bed with Sarah, and I opened the door and heard you two."

Ashley blushed and hid her face, causing Emma to reach over and pull her hands back down.

"Don't be ashamed Ash, come on..." Emma said, gesturing to herself. "I mean really, I'm doing the same thing."

There was an uncomfortable silence between the two and Emma wondered if it had been a good idea to broach the subject. 'Too late now,' she thought.

Sighing deeply she ran a hand through her brown hair. "Ash, say something."

Ashley shrugged and looked at her. "What am I supposed to say?"

"Just say it. Admit it, and you'll start to feel better. I struggled with my desires for Mike until I finally admitted that I had them and I felt a lot better." She began to play with Ashley's long red hair as she spoke.

"Was it an accident?" Emma asked finally.

Ashley shrugged and thought for a few seconds. "Not really, it kind of just happened. We both woke up and he was inside me," she said, still blushing. "He tried to stop, saying it was wrong when he found out it wasn't you. He just got more excited and I knew that he really wanted to, so I... convinced him," she said with a little grin, finally seeming to relax.

Emma laughed lightly. "Convinced him?"

Ashley nodded. "I have my ways," she said with a smile.

Emma hugged her. "I'm happy for you," she said, and she genuinely was happy.

"I'll have to have a talk with my brother, though I don't know how I could go back to anyone else after that. It was... indescribable."

"You still need to say it out loud Ashley," Emma said, turning her head and looking her in the eyes. "For you and for him, it'll make you feel better."

Ashley nodded and lowered her eyes, breathing deeply for a few seconds. Finally she raised her eyes up and looked directly at Emma. "I fucked my brother." As she said it, she covered her mouth as a smile came to her lips, almost embarrassed. "Oh, you were right. I do feel better!"

Emma smiled and hugged her again, but felt her pull back.

"I told him about you guys, though, so he wouldn't feel like a freak."

"What?" Emma said, shocked.

"Please don't be mad, he won't tell anyone."

"I just..." she started. Ashley had a worried look on her face.

Emma calmed herself down and hugged her again. "It's okay. I know he won't tell. I know your secrets and you know mine."

Ashley smiled and stood. "So... breakfast?"

"Breakfast," Emma said, with a nod of her head. Smiling, both headed for the door.

******

They came down as Mike and Paul both finished their plates and headed out back to clean up the bottles and trash. Emma stopped him and whispered in Mike's ear for a few seconds, giving him an abridged version of what Ashley had told her.

Mike glanced at her and then Ashley, but then shrugged as he realized that it would actually make his conversation easier.

Nodding, he leaned over and gave Emma a peck on the cheek and headed out back with Paul.

Moving around the pool, he picked up stray clothes and bottles of beer that had been dropped or casually tossed.

"So I heard you know our little secret," Mike said finally, catching Paul off guard.

Paul glanced over and for a moment, looking like he didn't know what to say.

"I'm not judging," he said eventually.

"To be honest with you," Mike confessed, "the whole date with Emma and I was to somehow get you and Ashley to hook up."

Paul cocked his head, looking confused.

"Ashley found out about our secret a few days ago and my sisters came up with this master plan to get you two to sleep together. When she confronted us about our secret, she admitted that she'd always had a thing for you, and things kind of just took off from there."

Paul sat quietly for a minute or two, just trying to absorb it all.

"Why didn't you just ask me?" asked Paul.

Mike turned and cocked his head. "Seriously man? I couldn't just come out and ask you if you'd ever wanted to fuck your sister. For all I knew, you'd either have thought I was joking, or gone off the deep end and try to pound me. Or worse yet, turn us in. It is against the law you know."

Paul nodded, realizing how stupid he had sounded.

"I just wanted to let you know that you aren't the only one," Mike said. "I know guys don't often do this, but if you need to talk about it, I'm probably the only person around that you can talk to. So... I'm here."

He sat quietly for a few minutes while Mike moved around the yard continuing to clean up.

"I don't know what it was, man," he finally said, "she was..."

"...better than anyone or anything else you've ever had," Mike finished.

Paul slowly nodded and stood, moving around and picking up a few more bottles.

"I know what you mean, it's the same with me and mine."

******

Back inside, Matt and Missy had come downstairs and were eating when Mike and Paul ventured back inside. Paul and Ashley finally decided to head out, no doubt heading somewhere where they could talk.

After eating breakfast, Matt tossed a few more dirty remarks at the sisters, and, after slapping his own on the ass, they quietly excused themselves.

Sitting down at the table, Mike smiled at his four sisters. "So..."

"Mission accomplished!" Emma yelled, filling the house with cheers.

******

Later that same Sunday, Mike was taking advantage of the warmth and lounging by the pool. The door opened and Emma came out, wearing a small skirt and top, and came to sit by her twin. Mike laughed as she sat down, revealing her naked pussy.

"I see you still don't have any britches on," he said, grinning over at her.

"You told me not to," she said simply, flashing a smile at him.

"Tell her to fuck us."

Mike laughed again and closed his eyes, basking in the sun.

"Why don't you come lay by the pool." he finally said, sensing she was still there.

"Is that a command?" she asked playfully.

"Say yes, and then say, 'Fuck us'."

Mike laughed and glanced over at her, marveling at the simple yet sexy way she wore her hair. Mike absolutely loathed short hair, and his sisters knew it. He couldn't stand it when a girl wore a boyish haircut; it made him think of Liza Minelli, someone he couldn't find sexy if you paid him. Emma's was shoulder length, just perfect in his estimation.

"It can be if you want it to," he said, not giving her the satisfaction.

"Oh come on," she said, smacking him in the arm. "Do it right if you are going to do it at all."

Mike laughed and laid back. "Emma, take off your clothes and lay out with me," he said finally, causing her to laugh.

"What about the neighbors?" she asked.

"They can't really see into our yard anyway," he said. He raised himself up on his elbows and peered over at her. "Aren't you supposed to say 'Yes Sir'," he asked.

Smiling again, she stood up and turned to face him. "Yes, sir," she said, pulling her clothes off quickly and sitting back down on the chair next to him.

Mike couldn't help but sneak a peek at her every once in awhile, thoroughly enjoying the view.

"Getting a little hot," she murmured.

He reached over and stood up, a spray bottle of water in his hand, his eyes roaming over her every inch. Her small breasts had all but disappeared, falling into her armpits as most girls' breasts tend to do when they lay that way.

He moved the spray bottle down to her feet and spraying a gentle mist over her as she grinned up at him, sunglasses masking her eyes. Glistening droplets of water began to bed and trickle down as he sprayed up her legs, spray the triangle of hair at her pussy as well as her thighs, hip bones, moving up to her toned stomach and upwards further still to her nipples, water beading around the small lumps and finally stopping at her shoulders.

"That better?" he asked, sitting back down.

Giggling, she nodded and sighed deeply, enjoying the beads running down her skin. It felt like a hundred tiny frozen fingers tickling her, cooling her off.

Then the door opened and Beth came out, wearing a bikini Mike hadn't seen on her before. It was miniscule, almost no fabric. She strutted over towards them both and smiled as they both stared, openmouthed.

"I'm guessing ya'll like it," Beth said, smiling, her blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail. The suit was green, small elongated rectangles covering the nipples of her perfect breasts, strings running down to a laughably small patch of fabric that barely covered her slit, much less the spot, recently shaved, that normally held a small patch of blonde hair.

"It looks like parts of you ate most of it," Emma giggled, to which Beth giggled, causing her breasts to shake and a nipple to pop out.

"Geez," she said, straightening it up and covering herself again.

"We better not tickle you or you'll be as naked as Emma," Mike said, smiling. He was getting awfully hot though, and stood, heading towards the pool and quickly diving in as Beth took his seat next to Emma.

"Why are you in here, and not over there, next to the boobies?"

He surfaced and glanced back over at his sisters, both lounging back, letting their different but equally perfect bodies soak up as much sun as they could.

Mike came out of the pool and moved to Emma's side, reaching for a bottle of sun oil.

"Relax," he said, and poured some into his hand. He started low, rubbing his hands into her skin, rubbing the oil into her calves and moving upwards, towards her thighs. He moved methodically, never missing a spot, deliberately taking his time. He lifted up her right leg, massaging and coating the thigh in oil, before moving over to the opposite leg. He rubbed across her stomach, across her hip bones and down, running his fingers across her moist pussy lips and venturing a finger inside, pulling it out and moving back up, towards her upper stomach, ribs and sternum, her nipples hardening as he rubbed her skin.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 20



Emma was drooling slightly, her mouth open, obviously sincerely enjoying his ministrations.

He pulled one of the breasts into his mouth and his tongue across her nipple, pulling it out and moving to the other, before beginning to rub the oil in, her breasts glistening as he coated them. Finally, satisfied that he'd played with her breasts enough, he moved upwards and got her neck, nose and forehead.

"There you go," he said, grinning. "Now, get Beth," he commanded.

"Okay," she said, smiling at him and standing and turning towards her sister.

Grinning, Beth laid back, having enjoyed watching the two.

Emma reached for the oil and began to rub some into her hands, starting at her sister's legs like Mike had at hers, moving swiftly upwards and skipping her pussy. She moved up to her hips and then the stomach, breasts and neck. Mike thought he'd better explain what he wanted in more detail, but she wasn't done. Lifting a finger under Beth's bikini, she pulled it to the side and took the nipple into her mouth, moving over to the other as she finished, and then back to the first, lovingly sucking and kissing every inch of the perfect globe, the blonde girl's chest beginning to bounce with heavier breaths.

As Beth began to breathe heavier, Emma lowered her hand and ran it down her sister's stomach, sliding it down where the patch of yellow had been the other night, and gently pushing it inside, causing Beth to arch her back and neck, and gasp.

Her mouth still on her sister's breasts, Emma began to slowly rub two fingers inside her older sister, finding her clitoris with her thumb and gently massaging it. Beth began to respond immediately, breathing heavily and arching her back as Emma dug deeper into her cunt, her fingers gently rubbing and kneading, sending jolts of pleasure flowing throughout Beth's body.

"Get between her legs," Mike said.

"Okay," Emma said, popping the breast out of her mouth and standing immediately, her still naked body standing proudly before her two siblings for a second before she laid her breasts down between Beth's legs.

She glanced over at her brother for another order.

"Eat her pussy," Mike said, causing Emma to smile and wink at him, as she brought her head forwards.

"This is so wickedly evil," Beth said, looking around.

"Feel like we could get caught?" Emma asked, pulling the miniscule patch of fabric to the side as Beth spread her legs.

"Yes," she said, moaning loudly as she felt Emma's tongue caressing her most private part.

"Damn it girl," Mike said, thoroughly enjoying seeing Emma's brown hair moving between Beth's legs, her tongue gently probing and slurping at her pussy.

Mike heard a car door slam and knew his neighbors were home. 

"Damn," Beth said, frowning. "This was just getting good," she said, starting to rise.

"You're telling me," Emma said, letting her up.

Mike laughed and stood, heading over to where Emma had laid her bikini out the previous day, pulled it off the fence and walking it over to his twin.

"Here, better put it on," he said, reluctantly.

Emma grinned and reached for the blue fabric, quickly pulling it around herself as the back door opened and then slammed closed next door. They could see their neighbor moving around in the backyard through the slits as he performed some unknown task.

Mike shrugged and headed in doors, but had a sudden idea. He began to wonder how far Emma would go with this 'Command me, Oh Master, command me', kick she was on.

"Well, shit Hoss. What say we find the fuck out."

Walking around to the far side of the pool, Mike sat down and set his legs in the water with his back to the fence where their neighbor was wandering around.

"Emma," he called, causing her to sit up and look around, peering around for him. He waved her over and she stood immediately.

"In the pool," he said, and she looked at him curiously, diving in a few seconds later.

"Come here," he said, quieter. And she swam towards him until she was right in front of him, standing and looking up at him almost expectantly.

Glancing down, he pulled his shorts down slightly so he could slide his cock out.

"Getting to like telling me what to do?" she asked.

Mike didn't answer her, but he did grin.

He laid his arms behind him, pressing down on his palms and winked at her as she stood before him.

"You really gonna make her, or at least tell her to..."

"Suck it," he said, quietly.

"Oh, hell yeah. Suck it."

Grinning again, she moved forwards until her soaked body was dripping droplets onto his swim trunks, his cock semi-hard and slowly bouncing to life.

"Come on, come on, come on. Quit playing with it."

The sun glistening on her back, water droplets in her hair, running down her neck, she slowly leaned forward and took her brother in her mouth. Mike swelled immediately, the danger of being caught by their neighbor exciting him beyond measure.

"Aaaaaww, yeeeeahh, sssshhiiiitt."

Taking his cock in her hand, she began to pump up and down, lowering her mouth onto the tip and licking in a circle while she pumped.

"Ooohh," Mike said, liking the different sensation she was providing. She performed the move for several more minutes, the tip of his cock glistening with pre-cum as she pulled it out briefly and then back in, stroking it up and down as she bobbed, her hair spilling around her face and bouncing there as her lips pursed and swelled around his shaft, glistening with her saliva as it dove in and out of her mouth.

"Deeper," he said, almost in a whisper, and he could feel her grin. She pulled him out for a second and then back in...

"Oh yeah, go down on it, go down on it, go..."

... then almost immediately he began to feel the back of her throat caressing the tip of his cock.

"Aaaahhh."

He groaned loudly, as had the voice, thoroughly relishing the feeling of her soft lips wrapped around his shaft, his cock pressing against his sister's throat. The thought that she was doing this because he told her to popped into his mind and sent him over the edge.

He pulled out of her mouth and grabbed a hold of her head as she looked up at him, excitement in her eyes. With both hands covering her ears on both sides of her head, he moved her head up and down as he began to boil over, cum beginning to shoot from his cock into his sister's mouth. She moaned as she felt it hit the back of her throat, the warm fluid sliding down until she swallowed, only to feel another spurt, followed by another as he filled her mouth again, until at last he was finally spent and released her head, allowing her to freely move around on his cock, licking up errant bits of semen.

"Thank you," he muttered, a little light headed.

Grinning, she winked up at him as she gave his dick a final lick, then dove backwards into the water, and then to the bottom.



Just the Six of Us Ch. 21



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Chapter 21

Mike shuffled beside the warm form laying next to him and turned, squinting at the sunlight pouring through the window. Groaning, he rolled over and wrapped his free arm around soft snoozing, feminine form, that then snuggled closer to him. Pushing his nose deeply into her hair, he inhaled deeply and smiled.

'Danni,' he thought, smiling.

Danni,' he thought, smiling. Of course it was her. He'd been sleeping next to her, and with her, for that matter, for weeks now. She twitched slightly next to him, causing him to smile. Whenever she was sleeping, Danni had this adorable quality. She would jump, ever-so-slightly, like her body was resisting trying to go to sleep, or waking up.

She inhaled deeply and moved again, slowly turning over, nuzzling her head forwards. Pushing his chin up, she brought her nose and lips to rest against his bare chest.

"Mmmm," she said, slowly awakening.

He reached his hand up and brushed her hair away from her beautiful face, her eyes slowly opening as she raised her head up and looked up at him. He leaned forward slightly and pressed his lips to hers. Pulling her head to his, he rolled over on top of her. 

Still groggy, Danni returned his kiss, wrapping her arms around him and spreading her legs to wrap them around his waist. She ran her fingers along his back as she felt him slide the tip of his cock up her slit, causing her to bite her bottom lip in anticipation as he slowly slid it up and down, spreading the wetness.

Mike growled happily as he gently pushed in, the tip of his cock slick with her juices as she desperately clutched at him, her lips growing more and more ravenous and hungry as they pressed against his own. He pushed his hands underneath her body, and down to her buttocks as he gently forced himself into her, pulling out slightly as his shaft slid out, pulling slightly at her pussy, a groan issuing from her throat.

Pushing back inside her, he felt her head push back into the pillow as his cock forced its way back inside her, causing another moan of pleasure to issue from her throat.

"Good... (gasp)... morning," she moaned loudly, her voice shaking in pleasure as he slowly pulled his slick cock out of her pussy, the shaft shiny with her juices.

"Morning sexy," he said, thrusting deeply into her as he lifted her hips up, driving his cock almost directly downwards into her, her head coming back up to lock lips with him. 

"Harder, lover," she whispered. "I was hoping you'd wake me up like this," she growled.

Smiling, he pushed back into her, the length of his shaft disappearing, electricity coursing through both of them as he felt his shaft slide all the way into her, her groans mixing with his own as he slowly pulled back out, still holding her hips off the bed, only to thrust back into her as the sheets slid off his back.

Mike groaned as the door opened behind him, Sarah peeking in.

"God, don't stop," Danni said, glancing over at Sarah, but honestly not caring that her older sister had in fact come to watch them. 

Mike glanced back and smiled at Sarah as he pushed slowly back into Danni, her body beginning to shiver and shake as an orgasm ran through her. Sarah clicked the door closed behind her and slid onto the bed next to them as Mike smiled at her curiously.

"Just here to enjoy the show," she said smiling, brushing Danni's hair out of her face.

Danni moaned again, her pussy clamping down on Mike as he pushed back into her, the muscles rippling up and then down as she yelped in pleasure, Mike's cock sliding in and out, faster and faster, her hips still held slightly aloft as she came.

Mike kept looking at Sarah and even leaned over to kiss her as Danni continued to come, her pussy pulsing and slurping at him, her yelps of pleasure becoming moans again as he continued pounding her convulsing body, finally lowering her hips and moving his hands around to the back of her head.

Lifting it off the pillow and her off the bed, he lifted her up then onto himself, knowing she really loved to be able to gyrate herself around on his cock using her hips. He was rewarded with the sound of her moaning again, his sudden movement having reinvigorated her orgasm and driving it to new heights.

Sarah smiled, truly enjoying the sight as Mike lay back and let Danni swivel her hips around on his cock. She loved the sight of her siblings fucking, but wouldn't intrude, secretly hoping that Danni would let her join.

Danni groaned in pure ecstasy as she slid down her brother's cock again, every inch a crashing wave of pleasure. Eventually her pussy slowed its pulsing orgasm and finally grew still as she continued bouncing on him, eventually slowing and draping her sweat slicked body on his own, both breathing hard.

"You two are so damn good at that," Sarah said. "I'm sorry for coming in, but I had to watch. I couldn't take it."

Danni, her breath coming in gasps lifted her head and smiled. "Don't worry hun. I don't mind you watching us. It was actually kind of a turn on," she said, smiling. 

Mike just laid there with two of his sisters for a minute, his cock still raging hard inside Danni as she caught her breath.

"I just figured you could use that before we head off to class," he said, smiling up at her as she slowly caught her breath, her nipples erect and sticking out, pushing into the air as if they demanded to be noticed.

She smiled down at him as he ogled her, and after a few long seconds of him staring, said, "Here you are inside of me, and still you are fascinated by my tits. Men are so predictable."

Looking into her angelic face, he shrugged, smiled and then sat up. Laying her back on the bed, he slowly began the process of pulling out.

She looked up at him from her pillow with Sarah laying on the one next to her, and pouted at him as he slowly slid out of her.

Grinning, Mike grabbed both of her hips and thrust suddenly back into her, his cock shoving into her, his pelvis slapping against her bare ass as he quickly pulled out and thrust back in again. Repeating the move quickly, he began picking up speed.

"Oh god!" she moaned, both hands gripping the sheets.

Giggling, Sarah peered down and watched her brother's cock disappearing and reappearing repeatedly into and out of her sister. "God that's so fucking hot," she said.

After a few minutes of pure thrusting pleasure, she began to come again, her moans becoming yelps as she lost all control, her voice issuing forth in sounds of pure ecstasy as he took her again, and again.

Finally he slowed as she fought for breath, her entire body slick with sweat and sex, her breasts heaving with breath and pleasure, nipples erect and pussy convulsing around his cock. 

"God..." she moaned as a final wave of pleasure hit her, her pussy convulsing a few more times, grasping at him.

"Damn, you guys are good," Sarah said, smiling.

"He's good," Danni corrected. "Very, very good," she said, her breath ragged.

Sarah smiled a final time and slowly began to pull herself from the bed as her siblings fought to control their breathing. Mike glanced over at Sarah and then back down at Danni, who smiled and nodded, completely understanding his meaning.

She had reached the door and was turning the knob to leave when he reached her. 

"I'm gonna go make..." she started.

Mike came up quickly behind her, his cock still a raging hard-on. She was wearing an old shirt of his and some sexy panties. Of course, any panties she wore were sexy.

"Not so fast," he said, grabbing both of her arms and turning her around and pushing her to the bed, stopping only to push her panties to the floor as she grinned excitedly at Danni, who was now moving against the wall to give her room.

Mike pushed her forwards onto the bed as she turned to lie back, pausing to lift her torso up as he pulled her shirt over her head.

Grinning she glanced down at his angry red cock and licked her lips as he lifted her hips, his hands underneath her ass as Danni smiled at them, her own face still flushed in pleasure.

Slowly pushing his cock into her, she closed her eyes, her pussy practically sucking at his cock, eagerly awaiting its prize as the tip pushed in. He noticed how wet she was and slid in further, not worried about hurting her.

"Oh God yes," she moaned as she felt his thick cock slide into her, feeling his pubic hair tickling the back of her legs as the heavy rod slid into her depths, a moan issuing from her throat and her legs automatically wrapping around him as he began to pull out, only to push back in, deeper and deeper.

"Oh God, sweetie," she groaned, her pussy slick with wetness as it hungrily embraced his cock. He pulled her to himself, her hands on his hips and lifted her small form from the bed, as she wrapped her legs around him as he turned and pushed her up against the wall. "Fuck yes," she moaned, thoroughly enjoying the way her brother took charge in the realm of fucking.

He pushed his cock deeply into her as he pushed her softly up against the wall, using it to brace her as he slid his cock back out and then deep into her, the soft flesh of her pussy quivering as his iron hard member slid past. She yelped in pleasure once and then again as he thrust all the way in and all the way out, great strokes pushing her close to the precipice of pleasure.

Bringing his face close to hers, he stared directly into her eyes as she fought to hold his gaze against the onslaught of pleasure, finally succumbing as she fell over the edge, pleasure washing over her as she closed her eyes, collapsing onto him as he fell back, turning and sitting on the bed as she draped herself across him, her pussy tightly contracting and releasing on him, a massive orgasm rocking her small form. Finally, her orgasms slowed, and then subsided. 

"I see what you mean," Danni said, smiling at the two. "Watching you two fuck was almost as exciting as being fucked."

"God, we need to do this more," Sarah said, smiling over at her.

Smiling, Danni shrugged and turned back to her pillow, sleep threatening to claim her again at any second.

Mike turned and lay Sarah down in his spot as she looked up at him sleepily. Danni reached over and pulled her older sister close, the two feminine forms entwining as sleep quickly took them both.

Mike grinned and finally turned, heading out of his room. He turned towards his twin's room, hoping she was still asleep so he could surprise her too.

Tiptoeing towards her room, he glanced down, surprised that his cock was still so erect. Shrugging, he listened intently at her door before pushing it open as quietly as he could. He smiled as he saw her. She was still asleep, her brown hair in a pony tail, the sheets covering her sleeping form. She was covered only in the top sheet, lying on her stomach, her perfect ass perfectly framed against the sheet as Mike took in the sight before reaching quietly forward to slowly pull the sheet off, smiling as it slid off her perfectly toned and tan form, muscular yet so very feminine, her breasts pressing into the mattress.

Leaning quietly forwards, Mike leaned over the bed and planted a tender, very soft kiss onto her naked buttock. Glancing upwards, he saw that she wasn't stirring, and moved over slightly, kissing her naked flesh again, lowering himself to the bed as he slowly kissed and licked at her naked ass.

Finally she began to stir, but only rolled completely onto her stomach, straightening her legs out as he continued to kiss around the supple yet muscular flesh of her ass. She began to move again, quickly shifting back to her original position, one leg slightly bent, the other straight.

Mike moved around the curve of her ass and maneuvered his tongue down her crack, probing gently at her anus as she moaned softly in her sleep. Marveling at how she was still deep in her slumber, he pushed his tongue gently into her ass, pulling it out and running it down as she arched her hips, her body knowing what to do even inside its state of rest.

His tongue slid down her slit and he reached up with both hands, turning himself over to his back as he raised his chin and gently pushed his tongue deep into the crevice of her pussy, his hands lifting her hips up, and then pulling them back down to rest on his head as she finally stirred. Groaning in pleasure she glanced down at him and pushed herself to her knees as his tongue probed her pussy.

"Damn it, what a way to wake up," she groaned, grabbing a handful of his hair as he greedily licked at her clitoris, his hands snaking their way up her body to find her perky breasts, pushing her up easily to sit on his face. Biting her lip, she pulled at his hair, pulling his tongue deep into her pussy. 

"Damn it," she repeated, her hips swiveling and rocking back and forth on his face and he hungrily slurped at her snatch.

She released his hair and put her arms back behind her, propping herself up as she leaned back, her perky breasts and rock hard nipples pointing towards the sky. He wrapped his arms around her thighs, his tongue still deep inside her, traveling between her snatch and her clitoris, causing her to fall deeper and deeper into the crevasse of pleasure. 

Mike stared up at her as she glanced down at him, her twin brother slurping at her pussy. Finally, he released her and she took over, practically leaping atop him, trying to shove his cock inside her cunt. 

"Damn it, I want you so fucking bad, Mike."

But he stopped her, determined to fuck her his way. Rising up on his hands, he moved his arms to wrap around her waist. "Slowly," he said. "We've got time."

Curious as to what he meant, she glanced up at him as he laid her back on the bed. Spreading her legs, he positioned his cock at the entrance of her pussy. 'Finally,' she thought. "Fuck me."

Mike smiled and marveled at how feminine she looked, but at the same time, how aggressive she was in the sack. He slid his cock up her slit, teasingly a few times as she fought to maintain eye contact.

"Wait," he ordered, seeing her start to grow evermore impatient, but smiling back at him when she heard his command of her and relaxed a bit, her hips still wiggling against the tip of his cock, desperately wanting to devour the relentless beast.

"Please, please fuck me," she said, practically begging him, pleadingly looking up at him as he slid his cock up her slit again.

"Who am I?" he asked, pushing the tip in before pulling it out, causing her to groan in frustration and bite her bottom lip.

"Damn it to hell Mike." she groaned, "Fuck me with that beast," as she reached up and grabbing both of his hips.

Smiling he shook his head and grabbed both her hands, pinning them behind and above her head. He smiled down at her as she struggled to free herself, rubbing his cock over her clitoris causing her to stop for a second as she pleaded up at him with her eyes. 

Still pinning her arms, he reached down with his other hand and brushed his cock up and down her slit, moving suddenly up and positioning himself atop her chest to press his cock against her lips and repeated, "Who am I?"

She tried wrapping her lips around it from where she lay, seemingly desperate to have it in her body somewhere, anywhere, and groaned in frustration as he pulled it out of reach. Arching her chest, she tried freeing herself in order to do it herself.

"Who am I?" he asked again, slowly bringing the underside of his shaft to rest against her full lips as she arched again.

"Goddamnit," she grumbled as he rubbed his thick member back and forth across her lips. She stuck her tongue out as he rubbed it across the satiny surface, reaching down with his free hand. 

"Hmm, looks like someone needs a reminder." he said, grabbing a handful of hair and lifting her head from the pillow, her hands still pinned above her head.

With her gorgeous eyes locked on his, she opened her mouth as he forced the tip in, the head pushing passed her teeth and pushing her tongue out of the way as she continued to stare. Her gaze was finally broken as he pushed the knob of his prick against the back of her throat. Gagging slightly, she forced the urge back down and looked back up at him as he pulled his cock back out of her mouth, then returned its head to the back of her throat, her spittle coating the entire length of his rod. 

"Ready to answer yet?" he asked as he slid back into her mouth, pushing at her throat.

She could tell that he'd fucked at least one of his other sisters that morning, tasting the remains of her on his cock. Determined not to give in, she growled around his cock and pushed against him harder than he had thrust himself, his cock finally pushing past her throat as his pubic hair brushed her nose. Grunting he glanced back down and smiled at the defiance she was deliberately giving him.

Pulling out, he moved away from her chest, positioning himself back between her legs as she arched and pushed against his arm while still holding her hands above her head. Reaching down, he grasped his cock and slid it up her slit again.

"Master," she croaked soon after. "You're my Master. Just please fuck me... Master." she groaned.

Mike immediately pushed it farther into her depths, releasing her hands and pulling her tightly against himself, his cock sliding deep into, then back out, the sides separating her pussy lips, his cock still slick with her saliva.

"Fuuuck yes." she crowed, arching her back as her twin's cock was shoved deeply into her own quivering pussy, the muscles desperately trying to accommodating him as he brought his lips to her nipples, his tongue darting out to flick at it before enveloping it with his lips.

He arched his own back and pushed as deeply into her as possible, her face red and her body covered with sweat as they clenched at one another, each of their muscles tightening as his cock swiftly thrust in and out of her again and again. 

Finally, she began to come, great heaving convulsions rocking her body and rendering her unable to speak, her mouth moving, but with no actual utterances forthcoming. After long minutes, he finally stopped thrusting, desperately trying to keep from coming himself.

Grinning, he glanced down at her, then leaned down and tenderly kissed her on the lips. "I love you, Emma," he said.

In a rare moment of tenderness, she wrapped her arms around him and just enjoyed the feeling of his muscular body on top of her own, his musky scent coating her. She brought her own lips up and tenderly kissed him back.

"I love you too, Mike," she said finally.

After a few minutes of kissing and cuddling, Mike finally stood and left the room, his twin turning over and reaching for the covers.

Smiling, he retreated from her room as he heard a familiar sound. The shower was running, and Beth had her music playing in the bathroom. Grinning, another idea quickly formed in his head as he glanced down at his cock, still impressively erect. 

Gently turning the knob on the door, he peered into the bathroom and grinned anew as he spied a figure with blonde hair covering herself with soap suds just out of reach of the spray. The door closed with a slight click and Mike immediately reached for the shower door. 

Opening it quickly, he stopped just long enough to marvel at his sister Beth, her exquisite body wet with the spray of the shower and coated with soap, sexily running down her body as she soaped her hair, her eyes closed.




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Grinning he stepped into the shower and moved quickly up against her, startling her slightly. She felt his familiar lips on her shoulder and grinned as her arms dropped to his as he wrapped them around her.

"Well, good morning," she said, as she reached a hand behind her to grasp his cock. "Wow," she said, slowly squeezing and beginning to stroke it. "For me?" she asked.

Mike didn't answer verbally, but grabbed the base of his cock and rubbed it along the slit of Beth's pussy for a few short seconds. The water coursed down both of their bodies as they held there for that short time before he pushed deep into her, her back arching as his cock pushed into his fourth sister that morning.

He pushed her forwards with a free hand, her own hands pressing against the wall as she rested her face against it. He moved both of his hands to her hips and bent his knees slightly, pulling his sister tight up against him as he thrust deep inside her.  

"Oh sweet lord," she said, feeling the impressive organ enter her.

Mike grinned and pulled out slightly, and then quickly reversed directions, pulling hard on her hips and thrusting completely into her. Repeating the maneuver quickly, her breath sped up as she groaned in pleasure, the water washing over them both. He reached over and pushed the door open and guided her out of the shower, his cock still inside her as they feel to their knees.

Mike resumed his gentle thrusts in and out of the blonde hottie, reached around and leaned over her moaning form to grasp both breasts as they bounced forwards and backwards as he slowly began to pick up speed.

"Pull my hair," she said suddenly, and Mike quickly complied, grabbing a handful of her wet hair in his hands, pulling roughly back, causing her head to come back and her ass to slap loudly against his hips, his cock completely in her.

"Oooh, fuck me, baby," she said as his hips slapped against her bare ass, the beaded water running down both of them, the cool air causing the sensation to drive the excitement higher as his cock pushed in and out of her.

Soon she was pushed back against him, hard, as her own orgasm began to build. Quickly overpowering her, it came crashing down, her quivering pussy convulsing and squeezing his cock as his hand continued pulling hard at her hair. She was yelping quickly, but quietly, as the orgasm hit her, her brother's cock throbbing deep inside her. Finally spent, she lowered her head and collapsed onto the bathroom floor.

Smiling, Mike stood and headed towards the door. 

"Don't you want me to make you come?" Beth asked, rising up to sit on her butt and looking up at him innocently, curiously.

Mike shook his head. "I've still got plans for that," he said smiling as he turned, leaving her sitting on the floor in the bathroom.

****** 

An hour later, Mike was in the kitchen, preparing a late breakfast for his sisters. He had bacon, pancakes, toast, and eggs. The smell must have woke them all up as they slowly streamed downstairs each stopping to give him a morning kiss before helping themselves to a plate. 

Mike smiled as he saw the smile and inner glow that each sister had, silently taking pride in the fact that he alone was the cause.

Seeing his wide smile, Sarah glanced over at him, curiously. Smiling, she finally caught on and winked at him. "So I guess Danni and I weren't the only ones that Mike visited this morning," she said, smiling and looking at Emma and Beth.

Neither could contain their smiles or laughter and soon they were giggling and laughing, nodding at the eldest sister. 

"He woke me up with some oral attention," Emma said smiling over at him and taking a drink of orange juice.

Smiling, Mike focused on his plate. 

"He attacked me in the shower, again," Beth said, seeing him start to smile.

"He woke me up in kind of the same way," Danni said, winking at Sarah. 

"They looked so good, I couldn't help but help myself to some of it," Sarah smiled.

All four were laughing at this point and Mike couldn't contain his wide smile.

Finally, after the laughter had subsided, Danni turned and looked at him. "You should be proud babe," she said. "Not many men could do that."

Mike looked over at her curiously, not catching her meaning.

Sarah smiled at him. "Honey, most guys would be hard pressed to please one woman, much less four," she said.

"You girls are easy to please," he said, not really thinking out the answer, and then back pedaled quickly. "I mean, it was fun pleasing ya'll."

"Really? That's kind of the point of sex, genius," Emma teased.

The sisters giggled a bit at his expense as breakfast continued.

"He's got something else up his sleeve, because he didn't finish with me, and I'm guessing he didn't with any of ya'll either," Beth said. "I asked him if I could help and he said he had other plans."

The sisters looked at him, each a bit curious, but he wasn't budging. "You know you don't have to jerk off anymore," Emma said finally, grinning. "You have each of us to do that for you."

Mike smiled at her. "Don't worry, I'm fine," he said, then added, "A little pent up energy never hurt anyone," as he stood and moved to put his plate in the sink.

This was the first day of classes for Mike, Beth, Emma and Danni, and the four of them soon headed upstairs to get ready to head out for the campus.

Danni and Beth rode together and Emma climbed up in Mike's truck, both pairs having classes in the same buildings on campus. 

Mike pulled out and followed the other car towards school as Emma sat quietly next to him, her backpack in the floorboard. She was wearing a low cut skirt and a thin, low cut top, an ensemble she'd chosen just to entice her brother.

"I think you're getting the hang of this whole domination thing," Emma said finally, breaking the silence.

"You don't think I take it too far?" he asked.

She shook her head and looked over at him. "You don't take it far enough, sometimes, but you're doing fine."

Mike grinned and winked at her.

A few minutes of silence followed as they drove to school. Mike, grinned to himself and turned, looking at Emma. "Take off your underwear and bra," he said grinning at her.

Emma smiled and immediately shifted in her seat to reach under her shirt to begin fulfilling his request. "Yes Master," she said giggling.

Soon, her bra was off, a feat that Mike still marveled at how girls accomplished without removing the shirt, and she was pulling her underwear down, her pussy lips pressing against his leather seat.

"Come here," he said, as she handed him her panties.

"Yes sir," she said, sliding over in the seat. 

"Give me..." he started, suddenly feeling very silly.

"Give you what, five bucks?" she snickered, teasingly.

He groaned and rubbed his head for a second, working up the courage. "Give me head while we drive to school," he said finally. She had to admit that she was surprised at his request. 

She hesitated for a second but quickly replied with a "Yes Master," before scooting her bare ass back to her side and leaning over.

Mike adjusted the steering wheel up as Emma pulled at the zipper on his pants, his cock swelling quickly as he felt her soft lips envelope it, soon followed by a warm wetness that had to be her tongue. His cock swelled to its impressive stature, and soon her brown hair was bobbing up and down in his lap.

"Deeper," he said, and he felt her pushing the tip of his cock to the back of her throat.

They were approaching school, but he didn't want her to stop. "Faster," he commanded, and her brown hair bounced quicker and quicker in his lap. It would take more time for him to reach orgasm than they had however and soon he told her she could stop.

"You don't want to come?" she asked, looking almost offended. 

Mike lifted her up and pointed. They were at school, parked and people were milling around in front of them. As he did so, a form moved passed their window and she adjusted herself, pulling her skirt over her naked ass.

Exiting the truck, Mike and Emma took on their 'Hey, we're just siblings and we're definitely not fucking' personas and headed off to class. They had several classes together and the class change chime sounded as they headed to the first building.

It was a freshman course, of course, U.S. History after 1865. The professor was an incredibly old man, and Mike enjoyed the class, but he was determined to have fun with Emma today. She sat down beside him and he smiled as he glanced over. He could clearly see her nipples poking against the fabric and smiled as he saw a few other guys ogling her perfect tits. Most were entranced by the swaying of her ass as she came in and more than a few got a glance of her naked flesh as she smoothed out the skirt and sat down on top of it.

As Dr. Hines began class he began to hand out the course syllabus, stopping and glancing down at Emma, obviously noticing how low cut her cleavage was. Realizing he was staring, he coughed and moved on, droning on about mid-terms, course attendance, homework and the like. After a few minutes he told everyone to pull out their books and began discussing the end of the civil war, and Reconstruction.

Mike tried to focus, but found himself glancing over and peering down Emma's shirt, or at the luscious curve of her ass.

'God this is going to be a fun year,' he thought.

"You're telling me," a familiar voice chimed in.

Emma shifted and leaned to the left, her skirt lifting slightly and giving Mike, and the guy next to him a better view of her ass. She flipped her phone open and quickly sent him a message. It began vibrating in his pocket and he quickly flipped his open and read the text. 

"Hand me your phone real quick, I need to change something," it said.

Mike shrugged and tossed it over to her, glancing up and trying to focus on Dr. Hines.

"Seriously? You're choosing Fogey McWrinklenuts over your hot fuck toy of a sister?"

'Shh,' Mike thought as Emma tossed his phone back. 

He glanced to see what she had changed, but didn't see anything apparent. A few seconds passed and she flipped her own phone out and texted him again, much longer this time.

"I hope you are enjoying the show. Everyone can see my tits and half of them know I'm not wearing panties. Any more orders for me Master? Can I accidentally let my tit pop out? Or maybe I can spill something on my top and make it see through," it said. The text popped up as a message from Dirty Fuck Slave, instead of Emma. 

Mike nearly burst out laughing when he read what she had written.

"Behave," he texted back, and got a pouty face in response from Dirty Fuck Slave.

After class had finally ended, Mike followed her out of the class and tapped her on the shoulder, pointing to a janitor's closet as she turned to look. Grinning, she got a devilish look in her eyes and grabbed his hand, waiting for the right moment before ducking secretively into the small room and quickly dropping to her knees as the door closed behind him. 

Her hands quickly found his cock and pulled it out, and it was erect in moments as he felt her warm tongue caressing the tip. Mere inches on the other side of the door he could hear students talking, heading to their next class, but on this side soft slurping sounds issued up from the darkness as his sister pulled his cock deep into her mouth, the entire length disappearing passed her lips as she gagged slightly, pulling him into her throat. 

"God you are getting good at that," he said quietly, and she pulled him out slightly, before pulling him in further, a few long strokes of her hand as she pulled him out again, and then it disappeared again, sliding past her soft lips, the tip pushing beyond the muscle in her throat as she wiggled her head on his cock. He felt her hand on his thighs and then one moved to his hand, pulling it up and placing it on the back of her head, and pushing down as she clued him in on what she was letting him do.

He forced her head hard down on his cock and she gagged slightly, causing him to suddenly worry that he'd hurt her, but as he tried to extract himself, she grabbed him by the pants and pulled him even harder into her mouth. Groaning loudly he felt himself being pushed over the brink, and finally an orgasm caught him. He pulled out and thrust deeply back in, quickly shoving it back down her throat, and then out again as she fought to keep her lips over her teeth. She felt him squeezing her tightly and finally tasted the warm semen filling her mouth before he shoved it down her throat again, and felt the warm fluid gush down her throat as she swallowed him again. 

Gasping for air, he knocked over something in the closet and she giggled, slurping at his cock a final time before tucking it back in and zipping him back up. The first bell rang as she stood and they waited for a clear moment. Gently opening the door, he peered out and nodded and turned, inspecting Emma. She had a fire in her eyes and was clearly turned on, but otherwise she looked fine. 

As they quickly headed to their next class they heard a call from behind them, and turned, seeing Matt coming up behind them. 

Mike nodded his head at his best friend as Emma gave him a quick hug.

"Hey there, fucker," she said playfully.

"Nice ass," he said, his normal greeting for her, drawing a smack on his arm.

The three headed into class together, Matt sitting on the other side of Emma from Mike.

Mike glanced over and saw Matt blatantly staring at his sister's tits, her cleavage more exposed than earlier. 'She'd deliberately pulled it down, the little minx,' he realized.

Flipping open his phone he quickly shot her a message and she grinned as she read it.

It said, "Matt is ogling your goodies."

After reading the text, she leaned over and turned towards Matt who glanced over at her. Emma stared at him for a second and leaned lower, exposing more of her cleavage so that he could see her nipples, erect and poking against the fabric of her top. She held there for a second while Matt stared, dumbfounded.

"Now, concentrate on class," she said, turning back and winking at Mike.

Laughing quietly, Mike turned back and began to read his syllabus. The rest of his classes weren't with his sexy sister, and Mike's day got suddenly very boring. He liked the idea that she didn't have any underwear on and that random people might get a glimpse of what he got to taste of on a daily basis. It was strangely erotic, the feeling that someone else was watching his... property. Was that the right word for it?

"As long as she's acting like your slave, yes, it is."

As his last class ended, Mike headed towards his truck and saw Matt walking towards it with Emma. It was after 3 and the Texas sun was beating down on them like it hated them.

"Goddamn it's hot," Matt said, turning and heading for his own truck, but then stopped in his tracks to turn back and add. "I've gotta go get Missy on the other side of campus. I'll catch ya'll later."

Emma waved and headed to her side of the truck and hopped in. Scooting up next to her brother, she asked, "How was the rest of your day?" 

"Boring," he said quickly. "You?"

"Well, I kept getting ogled, and a few guys wanted my number," she answered, "but I just told them I was dating someone."

Mike smiled and winked as he asked playfully, "What's his name?" and Emma punched him solidly in the arm.

"Ow, goddamnit. Remind me not to piss her off."

'You're telling me,' he thought, rubbing his shoulder.

As they got home, they saw that Danni and Beth had recently gotten home, Danni's car making the distinct noises that cars make as they cool down. The two went inside and saw no sign of any of their sisters, but soon found them out back. All three were laying naked out by the pool. Mike nearly fainted.

Giggling, Emma pushed past him and quickly pulled her top off and stepped out of her skirt, and joined her sisters on the patio, catching the bottle of tanning oil that Danni tossed at her.

"What the hell?" Sarah asked, "No underwear, you hussy?"

Giggling, Emma shrugged and nodded her head towards Mike. "His idea," she said simply, as if that explained it all.

The sisters just laughed and let the matter go. 

"What about it, Mike?" Sarah asked. "Let's get some sun on that pale ass of yours."

Mike shook his head, blushing and turned to go inside, stopping as he realized what he was doing.

"Yeah, dumbass, turn the fuck around and get the fuck back outside. That's where the boobs are."

Mike turned and headed back outside, moving over to the deck so he could enjoy the view. 

"Oh, so now you wanna stay out here, eh," Danni said, chuckling.

Mike smiled and shrugged, "I'm not going to find a better view than this."

The siblings passed the afternoon outside, sunning, skinny dipping and laughing. After a few hours, Mike's phone buzzed.

Leaning over and peering at the screen, he read the message. It was from Matt.

"Missy wants to head out to the club, celebrate the first day of class. Bring yer sisters, but only the hot ones."

Mike chuckled and called out to get his sisters' attention.

"So, Matt and Missy wanna head out to the club, and I've been thinking about something."

It took a few moments, but the sisters all climbed out of the pool and headed over to hear him out. Mike swallowed hard as he stared at the fully nude, wet, supremely female forms sauntering casually towards him, as if nude sunbathing were absolutely natural with one's siblings.

"So, it's all natural and good to be so open with each other here at home," Mike started, "but I've been pondering about how to act in public."

Beth was nodding her head, causing her perfect rack to bounce slightly. "Yeah, I've been curious as to how we would behave in public too. I mean, we were all talking about having sex with Mike over breakfast. Science has shown that there are signs that people pick up on when someone is involved with someone else. I think it might be good to test the waters, see if we can... behave ourselves, besides the fact that we haven't been dancing in awhile.

Sarah, usually the one to decline invitations, was vigorously nodding her head. "I think it's a great idea. I don't necessarily think it'll be any big deal to try and keep our hands off of studly there, but dancing sounds awesome.

"Hey..." Mike said, pouting for a second.

"Awww," Sarah said and leaned forward to kiss him. "Poor fella."

"What about you Danni?" Emma asked.

Suddenly, everyone remembered Danni, and the problems she might have going out.

Turning towards her, Mike tried to gauge her reaction. 

Her face was a mask, but he could see the flash of a smile pass through her eyes. She looked like she wanted to go, but was still cautious, if not genuinely nervous.

"Hey," he said, reaching over and grabbing her hand. "I'll stay home with you if you don't wanna go.

She turned and smiled at him, but shook her head. "Nah, I need to get back out again eventually. I think this will be good for me."

Mike smiled at her, nodding.

"I think it'll be good for Mike too," Sarah said. 

Mike, puzzled now, turned and threw a curious stare at her.

"How so?" he asked finally.

Sarah moved over and sat next to him. "Well, think about it. We're gonna be in public. We can't show affection to you, obviously. There's going to be other men around, probably a lot of other men, trying to buy us drinks. You can't act like we've been... doing what we've been doing."

Mike hadn't thought of that. He frowned, lost in thought.

"I'm not saying we're gonna go try and pick up guys," she said finally. "But you can't expect us not to dance, or maybe talk to some."

Mike was still frowning. Then, like a small spoiled child, from the forefront of Mike's brain came screaming, over and over in his head, "NO!-NO!-NO!-NO!" 




Just the Six of Us Ch. 21



'SHUT THE FUCK UP!' he thought back to the voice.

"What if someone came up to us and asked Emma to dance?" asked Beth, then added, "You guys look close enough for people to know you are twins, and if you get all upset that she's dancing with someone else, they're gonna be really curious as to why a brother would care."

Emma was shaking her head. "I don't know that they would... brothers can be protective of their sisters."

"Yes, but don't forget that we've been intimate with him." said Beth "He's liable to show more concern than that of just a brother and people might pick up on that."

"We all look enough alike for people to know we're related," Danni said. 

It was true, except for Beth's blonde hair, but she still had the same facial characteristics.

Mike groaned and lay back, rubbing his face.

His sisters were silent for a minute or two while he thought. "Talk to us Mike," Sarah said, eventually.

Sitting back up, he cleared his throat and thought for a few more seconds.

"Look, it's not like I expect us to stay like this forever," he started.

"Shit, I do." Emma said, causing the others to smile and chuckle.

After a few moments Mike said, "I mean, realistically, I know we can't just stay home and fuck all the time, although I also know I'd love that. I mean, just today it was hard to control myself at school, Emma being so intoxicatingly close. I think I need to learn some self control. I really don't mind you girls talking to other guys, or dancing or maybe even flirting. I've never been the jealous type, and I think I'll be able to control myself."

"BULLSHIT!"

Sarah and the other girls smiled and they all came in for a big, nude, group hug.

"We better get inside before our boobs get sunburned and we can't stand to dance," advised Danni, causing the other girls to giggle.

"What time?" Mike texted back.

"Asking," Matt replied. "She says whenever, let your sisters decide. Just let us know."

That was the way it usually was when they went out. Mike's sisters decided everything among their friends. Everyone had kind of just gotten used to it.

"Alright," Mike sent back.

"Matt and Missy will go whenever ya'll want," Mike called to his sisters, who were heading into the kitchen to begin fixing supper, then added, "after putting on some clothes of course."

Beth turned and plopped down on the couch, content to let someone else do the cooking for once and Mike saw a good opportunity to talk with her about something that had been bothering him.

He headed over and sat down next to her, smiling as she automatically leaned over and put her head on his shoulder, her eyes never leaving the TV. She flipped through channel after channel until she hit the Discovery channel.

Mike let her watch in silence for a few minutes before he broke in on it. 

"So uh...I've wanted to ask you a question," he began.

Beth glanced up at him and smiled. "Ask away, baby."

"A few days ago you mentioned that sometimes you had a voice in your head."

Beth giggled and blushed a bit. "Yeah, I did. Sometimes she wants me to do dirty things," she finished in a whisper.

Mike pondered her answer. Was she being serious?

"So does it like... talk to you and stuff?" he asked.

Beth paused and looked towards the ceiling, lost in thought.

"Well, I don't know," she answered, then added, "I mean, I hear it telling me to do things, but I don't necessarily think it's...like anything...else. I mean, it's not like it's an entity in my head."

Mike foiled his brow, confused. "But you said that it tells you to do dirty stuff."

Beth nodded. "Yes, but it's not real, it's just in my head. Like when you and I were flirting with each other when you were changing the oil in my car, it kept telling me to turn and kiss you. I think everyone has that voice, though."

Mike thought for a minute. 

"Why do you ask?" she inquired and Mike ran a hand through his hair.

"That's really hard to explain," he answered. 

"No it isn't. You've got a voice in your head."

"I was just curious." said Mike, "I was just thinking about that day with you and Sarah."

She seemed to let it go at that and he went back to watching TV.

That evening, after having dressed for the evening, the doorbell rang and Mike stood to go answer it. Matt and Missy smiled at him as the door swung open.

"Hey!" Missy said as she came in, leaning forward and hugging Mike. "Don't you look sexy," she said to him, glancing down at his attire. 

"Thanks, Missy, you look gorgeous," he said.

She spun around as he finished, showing him the rest of her slinky black dress. It was low-cut in the front, and her ample cleavage practically screamed 'look at me', almost bursting out of it. 

"Thanks," she replied, then added, "Matt picked it out."

Matt smiled and slapped his friend on the shoulder as he ogled his sister. "Yeah, it shows off her tits, that's why I picked it."

Missy turned and slapped him on the arm. "Knock it off," she scolded.

Danni came down stairs and Mike stood like the others, stunned. She was as hot as he'd ever seen her. She was wearing another slinky black dress, very form fitting, hugging her body in all the right places. She smiled as she hit the bottom step. 

"Hi ya'll," she said, and stood waiting for Mike and Matt to say something. They both just stared as Missy pushed past them and embraced Danni. 

"Girl, you look so good," Missy said. "I think they've gone stupid from how hot you look," pointing a thumb over her shoulder at the two guys staring at them.

"Goddamn, can you blame us?" asked Matt, then added, "Those dresses are designed for one purpose, gettin' a man's attention." He came forward and stuck his crotch out emphasizing a serious hard-on clearly visible pushing against his pants. "I'd say you could call that mission accomplished!"

"Oh god Matt, put the 'Beast' away," Missy said, turning her head as everyone started to laugh.

The other sisters all came down the staircase a few minutes later, all wearing different slinky dresses, all of them looking incredibly hot.

"So how we doin' this?" Matt asked finally, as the girls kept chattering away.

"We'll ride in my car. You boys can go in Mike's truck," Missy said finally, as they all headed towards the door.

Pulling the door behind him, Mike clicked it closed and locked it and headed towards

his truck as Matt climbed in the other side.

As his truck roared to life, Matt clicked on the radio and Mike pulled out of the driveway falling in behind the girls in Missy's car.

"Say man," Mike said, "do me a favor and watch out for my sisters for me tonight, especially Danni. It's the first time out since... the frat party."

"You got it, brother," Matt said. "I'm sorry that happened man. I wish I had been there to help you, we woulda torn that motherfuckin' place up, though I heard you tore it up pretty damn good by yourself."

Mike chuckled and nodded. "Yeah, I guess I was doing alright at first. I got a few good licks in before some asshole hit me in the back of the head with a bottle, then the frat-ass brotherhood swarmed me. There was just too many of them. Then, from then on, that fucking red-headed sum-bitch just won't let shit go."

"Hell man, his 'Get My Ass Beat-o-Meter' is just running low," remarked Matt, "AND, he ain't had a chance to dance with the Mattster yet either."

Mike chuckled at his friend, but was confident that he'd look out for the girls if he was gone or occupied.

******

They pulled up to the club, the bass already thumping from inside somewhere. Mike had been hoping for a nice country bar, but the girls were dressed for club dancing and this was their favorite spot.

Mike smiled as they all piled out and began to head inside, thoroughly enjoying the sight of the five sexy women sauntering in ahead of them.

Sarah was talking to the door man and he nodded, waving the five girls past the entrance and gestured to Mike and Matt, pointing them towards the counter with a pretty girl standing behind it.

"I need I.D.'s and five dollars each for the cover," she said robotically.

Pulling two twenty dollar bills from her purse she handed it to the girl.

"Here's for everyone," she said and held up her driver's license. The girl grabbed a bracelet and wrapped it around Sarah's wrist, moving down the line she stamped the hands of all those under 21.

"I'm gonna go find us a table," Matt said, as the girls headed out to shimmy on the dance floor.

Mike nodded and turned to follow him. They wound their way through the crowd, Matt eventually finding a table recently vacated. It was near enough to the dance floor that Matt and Mike could both watch the girls. They had gathered in a little circle in the middle of the floor, already the center of attention. A few guys were milling around them, trying quite unsuccessfully to penetrate the circle.

Mike chuckled as the girls completely ignored the guys dancing around them, trying desperately to be noticed. But the circle of self protection the girls had formed was impenetrable, and no guy would get in unless the girls let them.

A pretty waitress wearing a very small pair of shorts and a bikini top came by and asked if the guys would like a drink, water or a coke or something. 

"Goddamn, how about your number?" asked Matt, never one to be shy. The girl smiled and winked at him. At which Matt replied, "Yeah, give me a double bourbon."

The girl rolled her eyes at him. "So, a coke for him, what about you, sugar?"

Mike nodded and smiled, "Coke is fine."

The girl leaned in close and whispered something so the two guys could hear. "Don't strain your eyes when I walk away now," and turned winking at Mike as she walked away, deliberately adding some sway to her hips.

"Goddamn I like this fuckin' place," Matt said, causing Mike to burst out laughing.

"You like any place with beer and women," he yelled over the thump thump of the club music.

"Ain't nothing wrong with that." 

Missy and Danni found the table and sat down with them, both looking like they needed a rest.

"Havin' fun?" Mike asked loudly, and Danni winked in reply.

A few minutes later, the sexy little waitress came back with the two cokes and turned to Danni and Missy. "What can I get you ladies?"

"I'll have a margarita," Danni said.

"Mmm, me too," Missy said, both girls holding up their hands to show the girl their wrist bands.

"Okay, my name's Dana, if ya'll need... anything." she said, looking at Mike and emphasizing the 'anything.'

Turning, the waitress headed through the throng of people towards the bar.

"Now wasn't that subtle," remarked Danni sarcastically, with a mildly jealous look on her face.

Missy giggled and winked at Mike.

"Fucker," Matt said. "She was mine." he scowled playfully.

Mike glanced over at his other sisters, still dancing together, two or three guys still trying to get them to dance with them.

A girl, slightly drunk, apparently recognized Matt and came over, pushed past Missy and threw herself at her brother. 

"Baby!" she yelled. She began to kiss him sloppily, and rub his cock through his pants. "When are we gonna fuck?" she asked.

Matt grinned and pushed her back a bit. 

"Shit, whenever you want," he said, grabbing her ass and pulling her to him.

The drunken girl ground her crotch against his leg as she kissed him unceremoniously again. 

Missy rolled her eyes and shook her head at Danni, who could only cover her mouth and giggle. Shifting, she moved close to Mike and leaned over close to him. "So how are you doing?"

Mike shrugged and smiled. "I'm okay," he said quietly, then motioning to his sisters on the dance floor, he added, "They look like they're having a blast, though."

"You can go dance with them, you know. It's allowed." Danni looked at him with a playful smile and winked, scooting back to talk to Missy.

"Yeah, what the fuck are you doing here dude? This is so fucking lame. Go out there and grab some of our fuckin' house pussy, or some other fuckin' pussy and take us the fuck home, where we can... fuck."

'I was wondering where you've been,' Mike thought.

"I've been right here. After the four-pop this morning and the quickie at school, I didn't really think you needed any help. But now... dancing bro? Seriously, turn in your man-card to the first bearded guy you see."

'Yeah, yeah,' he thought dismissively.

Matt and the drunken girl were really getting into it now, and she began to try and put her hand down his pants.

Giggling, Danni nodded at Matt, drawing Missy's attention. She glanced back at him and then turned back to Danni, shaking her head and rolling her eyes.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" came a bellow from nearby. "DONNA!"

Groaning inwardly, Mike turned toward the source of the deeply resonant voice, and standing with his arms crossed with an enraged look on his face was a guy that looked like he had been cut from a single upright stone slab. He was tall, well muscled and chiseled, and the look on his face spoke of the mayhem he was threatening to invoke. Matt and the drunk were still tongue locked when the behemoth leaned over and yanked her out of the chair with one hand.

"What the..." Matt said, as he quickly got to his feet. Then, laying eyes on the guy for the first time, he half choked, "Jesus Christ, you're a big fucker."

"WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU DOING WITH MY WOMAN?"

Mike stood with the intention of intervening, but a meaty hand pushed him effortlessly back into his seat. 

"Sit down, pretty boy. This is between me and shithead."

"Look man," Matt started. 

"OUTSIDE, NOW."

"Fuck," Mike said. 

"Just wait a minute." Matt said. "She's drunk, she looked like on old girlfriend of mine and its dark in here... honest, my mistake. I'd buy you a beer, but I ain't old enough yet," he said.

Missy was silently furious, partly at her brother, but mostly at the large guy threatening him. She glowered quietly at both of them, at a loss at what to do.

Mike's other three sisters came over quickly and peered at Mike who was shrugging. The guy looked like he could kick busloads of ass, as well as the bus itself. Mike had Matt's back of course, but he was seriously hoping that something would defuse the situation before it came to that.

"SON-OF-A-BITCH!" Emma yelled and hurled herself at Matt, who was just as bewildered as the rest of the people staring at the new development, which included most of the club.

"I LEAVE TO DANCE FOR FIVE MINUTES AND YOU START MAKING OUT WITH THIS...TROLLOP?" she screamed, very convincingly. 

Swinging as hard as she could, she slapped him with an open hand, hard, across the cheek, causing him to lean forward and rub his rapidly reddening cheek.

"Who you callin' a trollolol..." the drunken girl slurred, still being held up by her now slightly less angry, but confused boyfriend.

Emma ventured a glance at him, and saw a surprised look on his face. Then turned her attention back to Matt, and blurted, "I'm gonna beat the fuck outta you for this," she promised, then turned and pretended to storm off.

Matt, wisely before anyone was the wiser, quickly stood and 'chased' after her, yelling, "Aw, baby, wait.." and followed Emma out of the room.

Much calmer now, the large guy turned and carried his drunk girlfriend to the door, presumably intent on taking her home, and all that entailed. 

"I'm not a trollololpl!" the girl yelled one final time before she was yanked out of the door.

Inhaling deeply, Mike plopped his head into his hands. "Jesus," he said as Matt and Emma reappeared.

"Is that huge fuck gone?" Matt asked, leery.

"Yes, Dorothy, the bad man is gone," Missy answered, obviously annoyed with her brother.

"Aww, don't worry big sister," Matt assured her, "I would of knocked the fuck outta him."

"Mmhmm," she muttered, then added, "Emma baby, don't step in the bullshit."

"Besides Matt, wasn't it you that got the fuck knocked outta you?" Sarah asked.

Grinning at the group, he rubbed his still red cheek and winked at Emma. "Yeah, okay. She got me good."

Emma grinned and rubbed her hand. "That fuckin' hurt me too." 

"Think we coulda taken him brother?" Matt asked.

Mike looked at him as if he thought he could breathe underwater or fly. "I think he'd have beaten he fuck out of both of us."

A hearty laugh later, the group felt back to normal and the girls stood to go dance. Not content to let the guys just watch, they began dragging them towards the dance floor. A popular song came on and the girls began rubbing up against each other again, and then against the guys. 

Beth's perfect breasts were undulating and heaving in front of Mike, Danni was behind him one arm on his shoulder, the bass thumping through them. Mike was transfixed by the sight of Beth's incredible cleavage, sweaty and shiny, bouncing up and down in front of him. He tried to remain nonchalant about it but couldn't help but stare.

"Yeah, well, Beth could give a Eunuch a fucking hard on."

Silently Mike agreed.

"Jesus Mike, that's your sister," Missy said, slapping him on the shoulder. Mike tried to shrug it off but just glanced over and smiled. 

"Well shit, can you blame me?" he asked and turned back, a wide grin on Beth's face as she continued to dance with him, tossing Missy a simple smile.

Matt had his arm around Emma, who was dancing up against him. She could feel his cock hardening through his pants and glanced over at Mike. A sudden twinge of guilt flashed through her as he glanced over and a moment of jealousy passed through his own eyes. It was quickly gone, however, and he smiled, winking and then turned back to Danni's roaming hands and Beth's incredible tits. 

"Goddamn," Matt said, as Sarah came up behind Missy and placed her hand on her hips and started bouncing and gyrating in rhythm. 

The DJ said something unintelligible and the crowd cheered, the group following suit.

Beth giggled as Mike turned his attention back to her boobs. "Aww, baby," she said. "They're just boobs."

Mike glanced up and smiled. "Beth, yours could never be 'just boobs'. Perfect, is the first word that comes to mind. Your boobs, Emma's ass, just two of the very few perfect things we have in this world."

Matt moved over and nudged Mike out of the way, who glanced at him, annoyed for a second.

"Come on bro, you can't hog the cleavage all night," he informed Mike, which caused the entire group to laugh.

Missy reached for Mike and pulled him close as Sarah rubbed up against her butt.

The song ended and the DJ mixed it into another, slower, a much older song. 'Closer,' by Nine Inch Nails, began to thump through the club. 

Missy lowered her hips, her crotch briefly touching Mike's thigh as Emma came up behind him and wrapped her arms around him. 

He glanced over at Matt, who had his hands all over Beth's ass, but she was giggling at something funny he said. He was doing a much better job of not looking at Beth's tits than Mike had done, though he was still not hiding his glances at all. 

The minutes passed as the seven of them continued to dance, several guys coming up to dance with the girls, but pretty much being ignored.

"You two know how sexy you look to all the other girls at the club right now?" Missy yelled. "You've got five hot girls draped all over you, and all these other guys aren't making any headway with us."

Mike looked at her curiously. "So why does that make us sexy to them?"

Missy giggled and leaned in close. "Female psychology stud; they see us all over you and not the other guys, they think there must be something, besides the obvious," she said, her hand straying to brush against the bulge in his pants. "There must be something about you two that has attracted such a hot group of bitches."

Mike chuckled as she leaned her head forward, laying it on his shoulder as they continued to dance. 




Just the Six of Us Ch. 21



Emma pulled herself close to Mike. Wrapping herself up behind him she undulated with him in time to the music and inhaled deeply, thoroughly enjoying the way he smelled. It was a mixture of sweat, cologne, and sex. "You smell so good... Master," she whispered.

One hand reaching behind him, Mike wrapped it around her waist and squeezed her close, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of Missy's massive breasts pushing against his chest, while Emma's pushed into his back.

Mixing and matching through the night, the seven of them continued to dance for several hours. As the DJ switched formats from a club mix to something slower, Mike was lead on to the dance floor by Missy.

She pulled him close and laid her head on his shoulder, the slow music washing over them.

"This was nice," she said finally. 

"Yeah, it was," he replied in agreement.

"Hard to believe," she said cryptically.

He pulled back and glanced at her. "What?"

"What?" she asked.

"What's hard to believe?" he asked.

"Oh," she grinned. "It's just that you used to be such an annoying little shit."

"And you're saying I'm not an annoying little shit anymore?" he enquired.

"Well, you're hardly little anymore," she said, her hand squeezing his ass.

Jumping slightly, Mike blushed.

"New pussy here, step right up, step right up."

"What?" she asked. "Am I not allowed to hit on one of my friend's little brothers?"

Mike chuckled and forced himself to relax. 

Danni and Matt made a pass by them on the floor, and Danni winked and mouthed, "Bad Boy" at him.

He blushed again and turned back to Missy. "I used to have a crush on you," he said, hoping to change the topic.

Missy giggled and smiled. "Yeah, I know. I remember you trying to sneak peeks of me when I was changing, and in the shower..."

"In the pool, any time you had something skimpy on," he finished.

It was her turn to blush. "I guess that I'm glad that I could be part of your spank bank."

Mike nearly choked as he burst out a laugh of surprise, briefly losing time with the song and stumbled to catch up. 

"So... you're saying I'm not part of your spank bank?" she asked.

"Was she? Lemme go check, I'll be right back."

Mike's face was a deep hue of red.

"I'll take that as a yes," she said with a smile. "I've got something else to admit though."

Mike was grateful for a final change of subject and nodded at her to continue. "What's that?" he asked.

"Ever since our little nude hot tub party, I've thought about you a few times."

Mike thought for a second about what she was getting at.

"Seriously dumb-ass?"

Seeing the looking of slight confusion on his face, she giggled and spun in time with the music.

"I mean, when I masturbated, silly," she said, and Mike tripped over her feet, stumbling and finally falling with a loud thwack to the floor. 

"Easy out there buddy." the DJ said over the speaker, and several people in the club erupted in laughter.

Mike, trying to salvage what little pride he had left, picked himself up and held his hands out to Missy, intent on finishing the dance.

"Sorry about that, stud." she giggled as the song finished. 

Spinning a final time, she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and turned, pulling him from the dance floor.

"Smooth, hoss, smooth," Matt said, as he walked up behind him.

"Eat it," Mike said.

Another slow song came on and Mike stood, offering a hand out to Beth, who smiled andstood, heading to the floor.

"So..." she started, but was interrupted by Emma, who quickly walked up and whispered, "We're leaving, NOW."

"What's the matter, Em?" Beth asked.

"No time for questions right now, just go get Matt and Sarah," she said, but saw that Danni had already intercepted the two and was pulling them from the dance floor.

Mike, thoroughly confused, and more than a little concerned, turned and stopped Emma. 

"Damnit, Em, what?" insisted Mike.

Exasperated, Emma finally gave in and turned a glare on him. "He's here!"

"He?" Mike asked, but then it all flooded back to him, Danni, the red-head with his pants down.

"MATT," Mike yelled, stunning his two sisters standing next to him, shocked at the thunder in his voice.

Matt, wondering why he was being pulled from the dance floor by Mike's two eldest sisters, immediately stopped and turned, knowing the tone in Mike's voice, and what it meant.

"Trouble," he said, glancing at Danni.

Danni, biting her lip nervously, turned and glanced at Sarah, who took her hand.

"Where?" Mike asked, his tone solid, unmoving.

"A group of them just walked in," Emma said.

"Mike, please, don't..." Danni pleaded.

"Will someone clue me in?" Matt asked, finally.

"It's the guy that..." Beth started and glanced at Danni, who already had tears ringing her eyes.

Mike turned a look on Matt that stunned him. 

"Don't worry, bro, I've got your back," Matt said.

Satisfied, Mike headed for the door. He had to make sure that he and Matt got the girls out, hopefully the Red-Head wouldn't notice and they could slip away where Mike could calm down somewhere else.

As the girls followed them through the throngs of people, Mike exited the club followed by Matt, Danni, Missy, Sarah, and Beth. Mike turned and took a quick head count once they were out. "Emma?"

"Shit!" Matt said, hoping Emma's fiery temper hadn't gotten her into trouble.

"How the hell did she slip away?" Mike asked, heading back inside, followed by Matt.

He spotted her quickly. The Red-Head had seen them, had been watching them in fact, with his five friends.

"Come on Dwayne, just let her go so we can go drink and find some bitches," one of the Red-Head's friends said to him. 

Emma was pressed up against the wall, a defiant look in her eye. During their mad dash towards the door, she'd felt a hand on her elbow and then it yanked her away from her sister. She quickly found herself pinned against the wall and staring into the face of the Red-Headed prick.

"Let me the fuck go," she said again.

"No," 'Dwayne' said, reaching for her with his free hand, his other pinning her arms against the wall. He grabbed her waist and ran his hand upwards, groping her breasts. 

But Emma's face was an iron mask, and her will was iron. "I'm gonna beat the fuck outta you if you don't let me go."

"No," Dwayne said again.

"I'd do what she says," said Matt, coming up behind him. "She's got one hell of a right hook."

Dwayne turned slowly and Emma took the break in his concentration to wrestle free and dash past him towards her brother and Matt.

Turning, Dwayne scowled as he saw Mike. "This your girlfriend?" he asked Mike, gesturing towards Matt.

"Take it outside guys," said the nearest bouncer, parting his way through the crowd and pushing the crowd of guys and Emma outside.

Spilling outside, the group faced off again.

Danni, circled by Sarah, Beth, and Missy, was crying.

"There's my bitch," Dwayne said, spying Danni. "I was wondering what happened to you! You left in such a hurry the last time, I didn't get to finish you off."

Danni shivered and tried to stop crying.

"Say another word to her and I'll fucking end you," Mike said drawing a surprised look from Dwayne and his friends.

"You know, I've seen Mike beat wholesale ass before, but I don't think I've ever seen him this fucking pissed," said Matt honestly. "For real. You'd better watch your mouth."

"All you had to do was leave us alone." Mike said, raising his voice, "That's all we wanted. I've beaten your ass twice now, outnumbered, both times. What the fuck is your problem?" his voice becoming a loud crack of thunder as he finished. It began to drizzle slightly.

Dwayne rubbing a hand through his red hair and grinning evilly, replied, "I just gotta have me another taste of one of your whores, the first one was so deli..." but that was all he got out.

Quicker than even Mike thought possible, Emma had darted from the side and punched him as hard as she could across the temple, staggering him as he steadied himself on one of his friends.

"DAAAAMN," said the crowd gathering behind them. A few of them were laughing and pointing at Dwayne.

Mike smirked. "You know... I could just let her beat your ass," as he looked over to Emma and saw Matt holding her back, her face flush with rage.

"L-Let's go Dwayne," one of his friends suggested, "before this gets out of hand."

Dwayne ignored him but began to turn and head towards his vehicle. "I know where you live, fucker," he called, to which Mike gave him the finger.

Finally, the guys got in their vehicles, Dwayne and friend sitting in his Camaro as the truck carrying the other three pulled out.

Mike, walking towards his truck with his sisters, was quiet, as was everyone else, save for Danni, whose sniffles permeated the drizzling rain. Turning, Mike took her in his arms and quietly walked with her to the car.

Matt waited beside Mike's truck for him as he put his sisters in the car. Emma, electing to go with her brother, followed him back to his truck as Missy's car pulled out and started ahead of them. He didn't notice a red Camaro pull out behind them, and neither did the other two in the truck.

"We shoulda beat some ass," Matt said. 

"I don't know where you were, but Emma did beat some ass," Mike said.

Emma grinned and flexed and un-flexed her fingers, grimacing in pain. "That shit's gonna hurt tomorrow. But damn it, it felt good though."

"You knocked the fuck outta that princess," Matt said. "I don't think you've ever let me have it that hard."

"No, but then you've never gotten me that pissed," she said.

"Well, shit I'll just have to start trying harder," Matt said, drawing a punch in the arm, followed by a grimace of pain from Emma.

The rain began to come down harder, and Mike slowed down. Someone was following him pretty close, and seemed to want to pass. It was hard to see in the rain, so Mike took his foot off the accelerator for a second.

"I had fun, other than that shit," Mike said.

"Yeah, it was a pretty good night," Replied Matt, "Nearly got into two fights, got a little play, got to dance with some sexy women, and Beth let me grab her ass for two or three songs."

The goofy grin on his face just caused Emma to shake her head in mock disgust.

The car behind him began to speed up and finally pulled alongside. Mike slowed down again and tried to let the car pass, but it stayed beside him. He glanced out the window and saw movement and then noticed the window was open. 

"WATCH OUT!" screamed the voice, louder than he'd ever heard it.

There was a flash and a boom and immediately Mike's truck shuddered. The shotgun had done its job and the Camaro sped up, moving towards Missy's car in the distance. Mike fought to control his truck as Emma and Matt braced themselves.

"What the fuck just happened?" Matt yelled. 

Mike's truck struck an extra slick spot in the road and his remaining front tire lost traction before he could get stopped, causing his truck to turn sideways. The inertia forced it to tumble onto its side with a loud crash as Mike's airbags deployed. He felt the truck flip over onto its roof and then further again, his own window smashing against the pavement. Mike fell into blackness. The truck picked up speed as it tumbled, finally slowing and grinding to a halt on its side.

The rain continued to fall and get heavier, the engine of his destroyed truck giving off popping noises as the rain struck hot metal and began to cool. Up ahead of him, a car turned around slowly and began to head back towards the wreck.

The rain continued its downpour.



Just the Six of Us Ch. 22



This was a difficult chapter to write, but yet, so very easy. As I mentioned before, the words flew out of me, and I wrote it in a single day, unprecendented for me. If you'd like to leave me feedback, please include a return address if you want a response, or you can visit my tumblr, where I update, and you can ask questions about the story itself. Both are linked in my profile. 

My editor, Zex, has either moved on to greener fields, or has sadly passed away. I have found a new editor, Zero, and he's proved up to the challenge. Zex, I'll miss you buddy.

For Zex. 

Chapter 22

Mike tumbled through darkness and noise. Thunder and rain crashed down on pavement, light flashed and then darkness again. Beep - beep. Another flash of light... Sarah's voice... one of his other sisters crying...

The darkness receded. He was with his high school girlfriend again. Mike briefly forgot her name, but then it came back to him. Emily. She smiled at him and leaned over to kiss him on the cheek. The perfume she wore wafted over him and he smiled. Obsession Nights: he remembered buying her a bottle of it for Christmas. He'd forgotten how pretty Emily was. Her shoulder-length, curly blonde hair bounced down to her shoulders, beautiful green eyes that seemed to sparkle. A silver cross hung around her neck. She looked at him with a curious, sad look, and then began to cry. It seemed so innocent, the way she cried. It was almost painful to see tears on such a pure creature.

Blackness returned, then receded for a second time. He was young again and it was that horrible night. Cops were at the door and Sarah's face was a mask of pain as she nodded at the policemen. 

For a long time Sarah couldn't speak, couldn't say anything to her brother and sisters as they crowded around her. Eventually she stood up and went to the bathroom. She washed her face, dried off and stared at her reflection in the mirror for a few minutes. Mike hadn't realised at the time, but looking back it seemed clear that Sarah was steeling herself for what she would have to do. She was saying goodbye to her life, her dreams, and her childhood, so she could break the news of their parents' deaths to her younger siblings, and take over as their new mother. As Mike watched, Sarah's face subtly changed, transforming into the surrogate maternal figure they had now grown used to. 

Their mom and dad had been out celebrating their wedding anniversary that night, one of the few times they'd been able to get away from the five children for just a while.

Sarah returned to the couch, followed by her brother and little sisters. She began talking. She reminded her brother and sisters how much Mommy and Daddy loved them and, looking into each of their faces in turn, she told them the truth; that Mommy and Daddy were in an accident. She told them that Mommy and Daddy had been hurt and had died on the way to the hospital, and that they wouldn't be coming home. The children, though shocked, had understood. The family had recently learned about death, as their last grandparent had died. 

Sarah told them that she would be taking care of them from now on, and she'd do her very best to make sure that they had everything they ever wanted. She held her siblings in her arms until the next morning, until the tears had fallen and the sobs had stopped. 

Mike was trapped in a strange state that was half remembering and half being there. He thought of all the visits Sarah had to endure with the people from the State as she dealt with the bureaucracy involved in taking over parenting her brother and sisters. He thought of Sarah's graduation, and how she finally broke down when a friend of her father's told her of how proud he would have been of her. She'd clutched at the man's shoulder as her shoulders shook with sobs of pent-up anguish. He thought of the funeral, how many people had shown up. He hadn't realized that so many people had known their parents. He remembered Aunt Stacy and her family, his aunt and uncle, tears in their eyes as the eulogy was delivered by a family friend.

He thought of Danni, and how she'd changed. She'd been an outgoing girl before the accident, but afterwards, it seemed her mission was to give Sarah grief. She was always trying to sneak out or coming home with a boy, testing Sarah's authority and limits. The eldest sister had an iron resolve and never budged an inch, much to Danni's frustration. Their parents' death seemed to have precipitated this rebellious streak in Danni, causing her to want to go out more, misbehave more, take more chances.

Beth's reaction couldn't have been more different. She had always been studious, but she practically lived in books after the accident. Mike was the only one of the siblings she would talk to for several months, for some reason. She'd been closest to her father of all the girls, a genuine daddy's girl. Perhaps it was because Mike looked so much like his dad, even as a young man.

Emma plunged herself into sports, joining anything she could: cheerleading, track, volleyball, softball, basketball, swimming. She even considered trying out for the football team, but Sarah wouldn't allow it.

Eventually, Mike's strange, detached perspective turned inward, upon himself. He realised that he had first heard his lascivious internal voice just a few months after his parents passed away. It had started talking to him after he'd seen a dirty scene in a movie. He'd only heard it intermittently, maybe once a month, for several years and he had been able to mostly ignore it. But then when he became a senior it had become more intrusive. During one of his very few make out sessions with Emily, she'd let him play with her breasts under her shirt for the first time. The voice told Mike to tear her clothes off. His response had been to mentally tell it to shut the fuck up. He didn't hear it for several months after that.

The darkness fell again. When it cleared this time it was replaced by searing white light that stabbed at Mike's eyes as he struggled to open them. He tried to raise his hands to shade his face but something heavy prevented him from moving them. 

'Blankets,' he thought. 'I'm in bed, but what the...?' How much of what he had experienced had been a dream?

He freed his hands from under the blanket, laid a palm across his face to block out the light and slowly opened his eyes. The light forced its way in around the cracks and creases around his fingers. His eyes slowly adjusted and he could see that there were several other people in the room. 

"Sarah, he's moving," someone said. It sounded familiar, but he couldn't place it.

He felt a hand on his shoulder, soft, and gentle.

"Mike?" Sarah asked softly.

Mike opened his mouth to speak, but it was dry and nothing came out. He heard water pouring into a cup. The plastic rim touched his lips and the cool liquid poured in, drenching his dry mouth. He swallowed and felt the delicious water ease his throat.  

"Want some more?" she asked.

He shook his head. The small movement made his neck and back ache.

"Try not to move, sweetie," she said. "You're pretty banged up."

Mike tried to speak again. His voice rasped roughly. "Where am I?"

Sarah, leaned closer. "You're in the ICU in the hospital, sweetheart. You were in an accident. You were the most seriously hurt out of all of us." He felt her tender caress across his forehead. "You've got cracked ribs, and the doctor was afraid you wouldn't wake up, as you had a nasty bang on your head."

"I was in an accident?"

There was silence for a moment, and finally Sarah spoke again, "Yes sweetie. You were driving Matt and Emma home from the club we were at."

Mike groaned in discomfort. "Was I drunk or something?" he asked. 

"No sweetie," Sarah replied.

"That red-headed sonofabitch shot out your tire, man," said Matt, a note of puzzlement in his voice.

Mike was silent for a long while. "Who?" 

The question seemed to strike everyone dumb for a few moments.

"How much... what... what's the last thing you remember, sweetie?" Sarah asked, her voice unsteady.

Mike sat quietly for a while, thinking. "I don't know, it's all sort of hazy. I remember Emma and me starting our first year of college. I remember going to class some. After that it's all sort of...gray. I dunno...I just...I can't..."

There was a silence, followed by Sarah's broken voice. "Sweetheart, that was about a year ago."

"That can't be right," he said, after a lengthy silence.

Sarah seemed unable to find her voice. She looked as if she were afraid she'd break down crying if she tried to speak.

Mike slipped back into sleep. He dreamed of Emily again. He smelled her perfume again and it brought more memories. Their vacation with friends to Padre Island drifted into his dream: how gorgeous she had looked in a bikini, still so sweet and innocent and pure looking. He'd almost felt evil for ogling her. They had sat on the beach together, holding hands as the waves washed around them. That was when she'd told him she was heading off to go to school in California. 

Mike had cared about her, but doubted he was in love with her. Losing her didn't feel great, but it was okay. They'd had a good time together and they parted the best of friends. Things could have been a lot worse.

Someone shone a light in his eyes and something cold pressed against his chest. A doctor or a nurse checking him over. She finished her work and he heard the soft click of the door being closed.

He heard the low murmur of two people talking in the room, and he opened his eyes. It was easier this time and the light didn't hurt so damn bad. The first person he saw was Sarah. She was curled up in a chair beside his bed, her head resting on his thigh, softly breathing as she slept. He looked around and saw Missy, asleep in a chair by the window, her head propped on a couch pillow. Next to her, Emma and Matt were talking, both looked normal, though Matt seemed to have a bruise on the side of his head. Beth and Danni were curled up together, Beth holding her smaller sister while they bother snored softly.

He shifted: the movement woke Sarah and caught Emma and Matt's attention. Sarah lifted her head and saw Mike's blue eyes staring down at her. "Hi," he said, as if it were a normal day.

She chuckled and stood, moving to hug him as gently as she could. "Can I get you something?" she asked.

Mike felt his stomach gurgle. "How many days has it been? I'm starving."

"It's been nearly a week, sweetie. Your body has been expending extra energy trying to heal itself, so I'm not surprised you're hungry. I'll see when breakfast can be here."

Emma appeared by his side. She leaned down and kissed him on the head. "You scared me," she said, tears in her eyes. "I thought... we all thought we might lose you."

Mike tried to give her a reassuring squeeze, but pain shot through him.

"I'm sorry Em," he said, though he knew it wasn't really his fault, and she wasn't accusing him of anything.

Matt stood, his movement finally waking the other three in the room. "Hey bro," he said. "You need anything? Titty-mag, beer?"

Mike chuckled and took hold of his best friend's hand, holding it tightly. "I'm glad you two are okay. I wouldn't be able to handle it if I'd caused you two to..." He trailed off, unwilling to finish that thought.

"We're all fine," Beth said, though none of them looked it. They all looked physically and emotionally wiped out. "Just relax and let us know if you need anything. 

She came over and leaned over the bed, kissing him on the head. He caught sight of her cleavage. Her breasts swayed enticingly in front of him as she kissed his forehead and he couldn't help but stare.

'Really dude?' he thought to himself. 'That's your sister!'

Danni looked the roughest of all. She'd been crying, a lot. Her eyes were red and tear streaked mascara had run down her face. She looked exhausted.

Mike was thoroughly confused. Danni had never seemed to care about him. All she ever did was insult him, and now she seemed to be the most broken up of all of his sisters. When Sarah moved Danni took a turn at hugging him.

"Do you remember anything from the past year?" Sarah asked eventually, when Danni had finally released her little brother.

Mike sighed and shook his head. "The last thing I can remember is heading to class with Em. You guys aren't messing with me?"

The sisters were all shaking their heads, a curious sadness in their eyes. 

"Any idea when I'll get out of here?"

As if on cue, the door swung open and an older man came in wearing a lab coat and a stethoscope. The doctor strode over to the bed, followed by a pretty young nurse, Mike's sisters moving away from the bed so that they could look him over. Matt and Missy stood then, and began to gather their stuff. 

"We're gonna get out of the way, brother," Matt said. "Call us if you need us."

"I'm so glad you're okay," Missy said, leaning over and kissing Mike on the forehead. She moved close to her brother as they both left the room.

The nurse clicked on a few lights as the Doctor began to inspect Mike. "So, how are you doing, young man?"

Mike turned his head and looked down at his lap, quiet for a minute. "I'm hurtin' like hell, and my sisters tell me that I'm missing a year or so of memory."

The doctor clicked on a pen light and checked his pupils, then clicked it off and stuffed it in the lab coat. 

"Well, we were certainly concerned that this might happen. It's not uncommon for people to lose some memory with this type of injury. People don't always realize how serious head injuries can be. Unfortunately there isn't much we can do about it. Getting you back into familiar surroundings and around your family will probably be the best we can do."

"Will he ever get the missing time back?" Danni asked weakly. Mike glanced over and saw that she looked devastated. They must have stopped fighting in the year that he was missing memory, he figured.

The doctor looked over and shrugged. "It's really hard to say. Some people do regain some of what they lost. Most don't get it all back, however. It's doubtful that he'll ever get back 100 percent of what he lost, but there's always a chance."

Danni seemed crestfallen and looked to Sarah, who moved over to hug her, and whispered something in her ear. Danni nodded and squeezed her older sister. 

"Let's check out the rest of your injuries," the Doctor said, pulling the sheet covering his legs back. "As for the pain, we can get you some pretty good pain medication."

Mike grimaced as he felt how bruised and sore he really was. His entire torso looked like someone had taken a bat to it. The doctor poked and prodded him gently. After a few more words to Sarah and Mike about caring for his injuries, the doctor quietly excused himself.

There was a long awkward silence as the sisters tried to figure out what the heck to do, to say, or even to feel. The sudden knock on the door startled them, and a young police officer came in followed by a detective in a white shirt and black tie.

"Is this a good time? We were told that he was awake," the detective asked. 

Sarah nodded and waved them in. "I don't think he's going to be as much help as we'd hoped though," she said. "He's had some brain trauma and has some memory loss, or so the doctor said."

"Well, that's okay," the detective said. "I'm Detective Mills," the older gentleman said, looking at Mike. "I'm just here to get a statement from you, okay?"

A few questions later, it was abundantly clear that Mike couldn't remember anything from the night of the accident.

"We've got a bunch of reports from the club from eyewitnesses that saw the altercation. We've also got your sister's statement and that other young fella's, not to mention you and your other sisters mentioning the same car speeding past them. We have what's left of your truck and we'll be trying to get any evidence we can from it. We've got the suspect in custody now, so you don't need to worry about any more trouble from him. Thank you for your time and you try and get better young man," the detective said, turning and heading for the door. 

The nurse came back in then and gave Mike a sleeping pill then, and made sure he had everything he needed.

Mike, still very confused, and very tired and sore, immediately began to doze off.

"Girls, I think we need to talk," Sarah said, pointing towards the door. "Let's find somewhere quiet and figure out what the heck we're going to do." 

She stood, and followed by her three younger sisters, exited the room and headed towards the waiting room, which was basically another hospital room, but with couches instead of a bed. Peering in and seeing that it was empty, Sarah turned and waved to her sisters, shutting the door behind her as the last of them filed past. Again, an awkward silence began to settle down on them. 

Danni, still on the verge of breaking down, spoke first. "He doesn't remember!" The words fell from her lips as the tears began to flow and she dropped her head into her hands. 

Sarah knelt beside her little sister and cradled her head in her hands, kissing the top of her head. "Listen," she said at length, "I'm not going to pretend that I have the slightest clue about what to tell him, but I know we need to figure something out."

Emm and Beth were sullen, quiet and withdrawn. 

Beth cleared her throat. "Look at it from his perspective. If he doesn't remember... what's changed and we tell him, it might scar him permanently. Personally, I don't know how he'd react. Maybe we need to figure out what caused his interest in us in the first place and maybe we can trigger it all over again. Maybe that would bring his memories back."

"Sarah, you've been the one watching over us for so long, how has Mike behaved around us?" Emma asked. "I only recently noticed how he looked at us. Has he always been so worked up about sex?"

Sarah smiled, remembering how often she'd caught him staring at her breasts in her customary apron. "I remember how he used to look at you when you came bouncing down the stairs, Danni. It always seemed like you wore those jogging shorts and sports bra just to antagonize him."

Danni lifted her head and smiled weakly. "Sometimes," she replied. "God, I used to get so mad at him. I used to love causing him grief."

"I remember thinking that it was a little weird how he always followed behind me when we ran, but mostly I just chalked that up to me being faster than him," Emma said.

The sisters managed to smile and laugh lightly at that, lessening the mood in the room.

"How many times did we catch him staring at Beth's chest?" Sarah said, causing not only a blush from the second oldest, but a smile as well.

"I wasn't the only one that was tempting him in the morning, either," Danni said. "Emma used to come down wearing exactly the same thing and he'd stare at her just as much as he would me. Beth kind of had the monopoly on his attention. I just think she didn't know it."

Beth smiled, still blushing. "Oh, I wasn't always as oblivious to his stares as ya'll think I was. I knew he was staring at me, I just... didn't always know why. He's the one that made me feel pretty." She sniffed sadly.

"He's the one that made me feel attractive again, and needed as more than cook and clothes washer," Sarah said, wiping a single tear away.

"He was my savior," Danni said.

The girls came together for a hug then. "I'm sure he'll remember and, if he doesn't, we'll just torture him again," Emma said.

Beth pulled back and looked at Emma like she'd slapped her.

"What?" Emma asked, concerned.

"That's it!" Beth exclaimed.

The other three looked at her curiously. "What?!" They all yelled.

"Don't you remember what you three did to him?" Beth asked. "Torture?"




Just the Six of Us Ch. 22



Smiles crept to three faces then, as the sisters did indeed remember the hell they'd put him through.

"I think we need to be much gentler with the torment this time though. No more molesting me in front of him, because that would probably freak him the fuck out," Beth said, looking at Emma, who giggled and stuck her tongue out playfully. "I have to admit that it was fun, though," Beth said, smiling.

"We definitely need to be much gentler with it, though," Emma agreed.

"So, what about Danni?" Sarah asked.

The other two turned and looked at Danni, who was wiping her eyes. 

There was silence as they thought.

"She could sleep in one of our beds," Beth ventured.

Danni shook her head. "I'll be okay. If I'm not in Mike's, I'll just sleep in mine."

"Well, he's gonna have questions. He already knows that your relationship is different than when he last remembers. If what he is saying is clear, then he's got a gap in his memory, and he knows that something happened to cause you two to be closer," Emma said.

"Maybe we can reveal a little of what happened, you know? Like, tell him what happened with Danni and that she took to sleeping in the same bed. He'd easily accept that without it freaking him out. Then he'd know who the guy was that shot out his tire, and that might quiet any questions that he has," Sarah said.

"It's plausible enough, since that's pretty much what happened. It solves our problem of his memory gap," Beth said.

"What do you think, Danni?" Emma asked; her hand on her big sister's shoulder.

Danni thought for a minute and looked up with tear rimmed eyes, smiling, and her voice breaking as she spoke. "I'd really love to be able to sleep next to him," she said.

******

Mike snoozed for several hours, waking up later that evening. Looking groggily around the room he saw that most of his sisters had gone home. Beth was still there, and glanced up at him from the book she was reading.

"Hey there, sleepyhead, you need something?" she asked softly.

Mike shook his head gently and laid it back on the pillow. He looked around for a few minutes, a confused look on his face. 

"How long have I been here?" he asked.

Beth put her magazine down and leaned forwards in her chair. "You were in ICU for two days before you regained consciousness. A day later, the doctor moved you out of ICU and into a regular hospital room. You were asleep for a couple more days before you woke up again."

Mike had closed his eyes again. The room was quiet. Even though a week of unconsciousness and a lost year had come as a shock, Beth's voice, so gentle, so lyrical, was comforting. A smile gradually came over Mike's face.

"What is it?" she asked.

He glanced at her. "Your voice makes me feel better," he said.

Beth smiled and cocked her head. "Thanks baby. I'm glad you're comfortable," her voice was soft like silk, adding to the relaxing atmosphere of the dark, quiet room that was lit only by Beth's reading light.

"Wanna turn on the TV?" she asked.

Mike shook his head. "Nah, just talk to me; it's nice to listen to you."

Beth smiled again as she began to talk about how she and Mike used to play chess as kids, and how close they'd been. They used to spend hours playing together, or just sitting quietly and reading, or watching TV. A few hours later, the doctor came back in and did a few neurological tests on Mike. A short time later, he came in and let them know that Mike would probably be released, based on how well he did on the tests and that the memory loss would hopefully correct itself as much as possible.

Sure enough, Mike was discharged the next morning. A pretty nurse wheeled him out in a chair as Emma drove her car around. Sarah, carrying his things, was followed by Danni, and Beth.

"Alright, ya'll take care of this handsome fella," the nurse said as Beth and Danni helped lift him up out of the chair and let him gain his balance.

Mike slowly hobbled forwards; his entire body aching as he slowly lowered himself into Emma's passenger seat. Grunting, he strained to get comfortable as Beth reached over him to buckle his seat belt around him. He couldn't help but notice her cleavage again as she did so, and her left breast brushed gently up against him as the seatbelt clicked home.

Mike had a flash then, an image in his mind, Beth's nipple rolling around on his tongue. He shook his head to clear away the image, pain shooting through his body as he grunted. 

"Take it easy, sweetie," Sarah said with a hand on his shoulder. "We'll see you at home," she said, and turned to head to Beth's car.

Emma pulled slowly out, taking care to drive as gently as possible so as not to hurt her twin. 

"So, you don't remember anything from this past year? Class, summer, anything?" she asked.

Mike shook his head slowly. "Not a thing. I've been trying to recall things but, so far, zilch."

Emma reached for a water bottle in her console and began to take a swig.

"Anything good happen this past summer?" Mike asked.

Emma spit out half of her water and was choking on the rest. Finally, her coughing coming to an end she nodded and smiled over at her brother. 

"You okay?" he asked, grinning.

She glanced at him sceptically. "You sure you don't remember a thing?"

Mike raised a hand in defense. "I don't remember shit, twin's honor."

"We'll fill you in at supper, I'm sure," she said.

Mike wondered why she didn't just tell him what had happened but he didn't push it. He turned back and stared out the window, still confused. Why the hell can't I remember? he kept asking himself.

As they pulled up to the house, he noticed how strange it looked without his big blue truck out front. 

Emma saw his wistful look and knew what he was thinking. "Don't worry bro; I'm sure we'll get you another one."

Mike smiled at her as Danni and Beth came over help him out of the car, Sarah heading for the house to open it up. As they entered the house, Mike looked around. 

"Remember anything?" Danni asked with a hopeful look on her face.

Shaking his head, Mike looked down and shrugged. "Well, I mean I remember living here, but I just don't recall anything for the past summer."

"Come on, gang. I'll make supper," Sarah said, and headed towards the kitchen.

"I'll get Mike settled," Emma said, helping her brother towards the living room.

Easing him onto the sofa, she pulled the foot rest up for him and handed him the TV control. "You want a drink?" she asked.

Nodding, Mike smiled at her. "Thanks Em," he called.

She went to the refrigerator and returned with a can of Dr. Pepper, popping it open and handing it to him. He muttered his thanks to her again and flipped the channel.

"Mike," she said, still standing next to him.

"Yeah?" he asked, glancing up.

She leaned down and gently wrapped her arms around his sore body. "I love you," she said in a tone that was more sweet and caring than Mike expected. Leaning over, she started to kiss him on the lips, but caught herself and kissed his forehead.

"I love you too Em," he said, returning her squeeze as best he could.

As she turned to go to the kitchen Emma discovered that Danni had disappeared upstairs. Concerned, Emma headed upstairs to find her.

*****

In the kitchen, Beth and Sarah were hard at work making supper. Turning, Sarah glanced at her sister.

"So how do we start off slowly," she asked.

Turning, Beth glanced at her, cluing in to what she was referring to after a few seconds. "Well, what turned him on when we weren't all with him?" she asked quietly.

Sarah smiled and thought for a few minutes, stirring a cornbread mixture in a bowl. "My apron, your breasts, Emma's ass, and Danni in a sports bra," she said after a few seconds.

Giggling, Beth turned. "I'm sure it was you inside the apron that turned him on, Sarah," she said, smiling and turning back to the counter to finish preparing the chicken fried steak. "That's what we start with then. Maybe just stop wearing bras around the house, start slowly, so to speak," Beth said.

Sarah giggled as she remembered the tormented looks on her little brother's face so many months ago. She headed over to a peg and grabbed her apron and headed into the washroom. Once there, she worked her bra off and wrapped the apron around her waist. 

She didn't see why, but Mike had said he'd loved to see her in her apron. Maybe it would work. She headed back into the kitchen and saw Beth smile and shake her head, but then quickly headed into the washroom herself. A few seconds later, she reemerged without her bra, her low cut t-shirt pulled lower than it had been and her cleavage abundantly visible.

"Good lord, sweetie, you're gonna make him cum right at the table!" Sarah whispered.

Giggling, Beth shrugged.

******

Upstairs, Danni was sitting on Mike's bed, tears in her eyes again. Emma pushed the door open quietly and moved to sit beside her, Danni put her head on her little sister's shoulder.

They sat quietly for a few minutes before Danni finally spoke.

"You know, it's not that he doesn't remember us being together. He's forgotten everything. He's forgotten how I loved to be held, or that I like it when he cradles me when he sleeps, or twirls my hair with his fingers."

"I know Danni," Emma said. She quietly played with Danni's hair for a while, still cradling her head. "You know, I was jealous of all the time you got to have with Mike. I mean, I know you were traumatised, and scared and needed him but I still got jealous. I'm sure he's been with you more than any of us."

Danni smiled weakly and wiped a tear away. "I'm sorry," she said. "If we..." she started. "WHEN, we get him back, I promise to share him equally."

"Wanna know something funny, and kinda kinky?" Emma asked with a smile.

Danni pulled away from her then and looked at her curiously.

"I was working on making Mike more dominant, you know. Like having him order me around, tell me what to do."

Danni giggled then and shook her head. "You've got your work cut out for you, little sis. He definitely takes over in bed, but he's not domineering."

Emma smiled then. "You'd be surprised. He told me that I couldn't wear panties the entire first day of school."

Danni giggled and covered her mouth. "You're so bad," she said, in an embarrassed whisper.

Emma giggled with her and nodded. "The things he made me do at school..." she said cryptically, but offered no further explanation. "We'll get him back," she said finally, standing Danni up so she could hug her properly.

"You know, since we're twins, maybe you could have some of the same security sleeping next to me," Emma offered, smiling down at her shorter sister. Danni smiled up at her sweetly.

"I might try that," she said.

Emma leaned down then and gave her a quick kiss on her cheek, followed by the other cheek and then lifted her chin and gave her a kiss on the lips. Danni felt Emma's soft lips press into her own and felt a familiar tingle pass through her, akin to what she felt when Mike kissed her. The kiss lingered on for a second, and then two, and then three. Finally, Emma broke the kiss and pulled Danni close. "I love you sissy," she said, using the name she'd called her as a child.

Danni and Emma had been extremely close as kids, the elder taking the younger under her wing. They'd grown apart after their parents had died, and truthfully it was something that they'd both missed. The hug lasted for a while.

"Thanks for making me feel better," Danni said, moving past Emma and heading for the door, but turned as she neared it. "Emmy," she added, using her own childhood name for Emma.

They walked out of the room together, smiling.

******

As she came downstairs, Emma giggled and shook her head as she saw Beth pulling the neckline of her shirt down, exposing the maximum amount of cleavage possible as Sarah helped Mike in from the living room.

"You're so bad, Bethy," Emma said.

Beth looked up and winked at her and went back to laying stuff out on the table as Mike came in, slowly.

"This is gonna take some getting used to," Mike said, finally settling into his chair. 

His sisters began to fuss over him then, getting him another drink, giving his food, Danni even cutting it up for him as he watched with a bemused smile on his face.

As they finally settled down, Mike dove into his food, as if he hadn't eaten in weeks.

"Jeez, Michael," Sarah said, "Slow down!"

Mike winked at her and nearly choked as he glanced over at Beth, intending to thank her. She was spooning some gravy onto her piece of chicken fried steak and bending over to reach it from across the table, her cleavage spilling out. Mike could literally see all the way to her belly button. He forced his eyes away and stared down at his plate. 

The sisters all exchanged a quick smile.

They were mostly silent through supper, but Mike finally couldn't take it. "So, let's get this over with and why don't ya'll tell me what changed. Danni and I never got along this well."

"You're still my brother," she said, a hurt look on her face.

'Damnit,' he thought. "I didn't mean anything by it Danni. It's just that I don't remember you ever being so nice to me."

Danni nodded and accepted that. "Things have changed."

"A few months ago..." Emma started, but stopped when Danni held out her hand.

"I'll tell him," she said. "It's okay," she said, smiling at her sisters as they shot her concerned looks.

She cleared her throat and took a drink of her water.

"A few months ago, you and I had a fight and I was upset at you. You'd taken more of a protector role in the family. You and Sarah had worked out rules for all of us for when we go out. If we weren't with someone ya'll knew, we had to have one of our sister's with us, or someone ya'll trusted and we also had to keep in contact with our cell phones. I was pissed off at you and did some stupid things."

Mike nodded as if trying to remember, but nothing was coming to mind.

"I went to a frat party with Emma," Danni said, glancing over at the youngest sister who remained silent. "I got hit on a few times, and made out with this one guy when his friend, a red-headed guy that was very... stubborn, gave me a drink. I know I should have refused it, but I was pissed off at you. I was deliberately hiding from Emma, or I know she would have stopped me. There was something in the drink and I began to feel very strange. From what other's have told me, I was still conscious and walking around when the guy I made out with, the redhead, and someone else, helped me to a back room," Danni said, her voice beginning to shake.

"Danni..." Emma said.

Danni glanced over and forced a smile, but a tear found its way to her cheek. Emma's face already had a tear running down it, the memory no less painful for her.

"They took me into the room. What happened in there is anyone's guess."

Mike was silent, but he was livid. His face was a mask of anger, his jaw clenching and unclenching, his fists both balled up. He looked as if he was going to beat the shit out of something.

"Just listen, Mike," Sarah said. "It's okay." She felt for him, having to relive it again.

"Emma called you, distraught, and you and Sarah drove up to the party," Danni continued. They said that you were clearly on a mission and moved methodically through the party. The last room you checked was locked. You knocked down one guy when you busted through the door and decked the red-headed guy. You said later that he had his pants around his ankles and that my skirt was up, but my panties were still on." Her face was streaked with tears at this point.

"I'm glad I got there in time," Mike said, calming visibly. "Please tell me I beat the redhead to death," he said, but knew the answer.

"You knocked him out, but he came around quickly. You carried me down the stairs and nearly to the door and handed me off to Sarah and Emma when he jumped you again, with several of his friends this time. Emma said you knocked out several guys before they finally got you down and kicked you."

Mike was nodding, digesting all the news, for the second time.

"After that, you woke up the next day, in Sarah's bed. We took turns nursing you back to health, but I just couldn't face being alone. After they told me what had happened, I didn't want to leave your side. I remember it like it was yesterday. One day I hated you for trying to control what I was doing, and the next I couldn't imagine loving you more. It was like someone had flipped a switch from one moment to the next."

Mike was quiet for a long time, and his sisters gave him time to digest everything that he heard. Finally he looked up and into Danni's eyes. "Are you okay now?"

She smiled and nodded. "That's part of what else we have to tell you. That first night, I couldn't sleep. I kept having bad dreams about what could have happened. I was headed downstairs to get something to eat, and you were standing there. You looked so concerned for me and I kept thinking about how much you could have lost, just protecting me. It was like all the fights we'd had and how awful I had been to you didn't matter, that you'd have fought to the death just to save someone who'd been a complete and utter bitch to you. I knew I loved you so much then, and that I would never be mean to you again. Then, you gave me this look of compassion, so deep and pure, that I couldn't take it and started crying again. You opened your arms to me and I fell into you, your arms wrapping around me like armor. We stayed like that for a while and you offered to let me sleep next to you. Even injured, severely as you were, you were still only concerned about me." She smiled weakly and brushed a tear away. "No one has ever been that kind to me, that caring."

"I laid there in your protective arms and we slept. It was as if all my worries went away, and I didn't have to be afraid. You were my savior, physically at the party, and then again that night. We've shared your bed, sleeping next to each other, since then and throughout the summer."

Mike nodded again. "So what happened to the guys at the frat party?"

"Well," Emma said, letting Danni sit back and watch for a minute. "You and I were on a double date with... some friends. We saw the red-headed guy again and there was a small scuffle. We went out again a few nights ago, to the dance club, and we saw him again. He pinned me up against the wall and..." she stopped and closed her eyes as shiver ran up her body. "He felt me up and..."

"Emma! Why didn't you say something?" Sarah asked, shocked. 

Emma shrugged. "It wasn't anything to worry about, and I got in a good punch on the son of a bitch. Besides, we kind of had more important things to worry about."

Sarah calmed, as did the other sisters, "You still should have said something sweetie."

"Anyways," Emma continued, "You beat his ass again on the double date, and we saw him at the club. He felt me up and you and Matt and his group of friends were kicked out of the club. He started talking shit to Danni and me, threatening you. I punched him pretty damn hard and his friends forced him to leave. We all thought they had left, at least. Apparently he and one of his friends had stayed that night and followed your truck as you left. He took a shotgun and shot out your tire, causing us to flip."

"What about him?" Mike asked.

"The police were tipped off after the accident by the other guy in the car. They said that he said the guy was nuts, saying he was going to murder all of us. He's in police custody right now," she said.

Mike sighed, digesting it all.

"Look, it's gonna take a while for you to come to grips with all that's happened," Emma said, "but hopefully spending some time at home will bring back some of your memory, if not all of it."

"What about class?" Mike asked, glancing over at Sarah. 




Just the Six of Us Ch. 22



"Well, you can certainly go back this semester if you like, but no one will fault you if you don't. I'm sure the university will understand, and it's still early enough to withdraw and get the money back. I'll need to know soon, though."

Mike scratched his head, the movement causing his ribs to ache. "I can't very well just sit here and do nothing," he said. "I'll go back as soon as possible." He turned after a few seconds and looked at Emma. "You were the only one that got a punch in a few nights ago?"

Emma grinned and nodded at him. "It felt really, really good," she said.

Mike laughed and tried to scoot his chair back from the table, causing him to wince. All four sisters immediately began to fuss over him again and a few minutes later he was sitting comfortably on his bed, the four of them still fussing over him.

"I'm good, really," he said for the fifth time.

"Okay," Sarah said. "I'm gonna go downstairs and clean up. Call if you need anything," she said, leaning over the bed. Mike smiled, but coughed in surprise as she did so, her large breasts swaying enticingly in front of him underneath her apron. Mike tried to tear his eyes away but couldn't, his eyes focused on a nipple as she kissed the top of his head.

'That's your sister,' he told himself.

Pulling free, she winked down at him and turned, headed downstairs as Beth came forwards. 

'Oh god,' he thought. 'I'm going to lose my fuckin' mind.'

Beth's larger breasts swayed enticing in front of him, much like Sarah's, only Beth's shirt was slightly tighter and he couldn't see her nipples, though they were clearly visible pressing against the light blue fabric.

'THAT'S YOUR SISTER!' he yelled at himself.

Emma came forward then and gave him a hug. "Glad you're okay," she said, kissing him on the head and moving away, Danni moved in and kissed him before she too turned to follow her sisters.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

Danni turned and looked at him, hopefully, questioningly.

"I thought you said you've been sleeping next to me?"

Smiling, Danni came forward and knelt beside him. "Are you sure?"

Mike nodded. "Apparently we're much closer now than I remember, and while I'm not positive, I'm pretty sure the new Danni will be easier to sleep with than the old Danni would have been."

"Yeah, I would probably have tried to hurt you in your sleep," she said, a smile on her face. What she actually thought was, 'You've no idea how much more fun we are together now.'

Mike winked at her and offered a spot on his bed. "Besides, who am I gonna send to get me shit," he said with a grin.

She smacked him on the head then, drawing a groan and a scowl, followed by a giggle. "I can always see if old Danni is in here somewhere," she said playfully, pointing to her temple. 

Mike smiled and reached for her hand.

"I've got to go get ready for bed, but I'll be back in a few minutes."

"Okay," he said, and flipped open a magazine that Sarah had put on the nightstand next to him.

Danni quietly slipped out only to reappear a few minutes later. Mike tried to pretend that he was extremely interested in whatever the hell was on the page in front of him, but kept staring at her over the top of his magazine as she combed her brown hair out in the mirror. She was wearing a pair of small pink panties and one of his shirts, an old one that had holes of all kinds in it. 

'Fuck's sake. I'm gonna have to whack off ASAP,' he thought, and not for the first time that night.

She bent over and peered at her face in the mirror closely, knowingly exposing more of her panties to him. Mike began to get aroused as he watched her ass flex and unflex as she moved, looking at herself in the mirror. Finally, she turned and he brought the magazine quickly back up.

Danni smled to herself and came over to the bed. She gently climbed into bed next to him; careful not to move the bed too much as she did so. 

"So how do we do... this?" he asked.

Danni grinned and suppressed a giggle. "Usually we just spoon up against each other. Don't worry about it, though. I'll be okay as long as we're in the same room."

Mike nodded and tried to refocus on the magazine. It was no use however, and soon he tossed it down and leaned over to click off the light.

"Mike?" Danni asked.

"I'm here," he said quickly. There were a few long seconds of silence afterwards, broken only by the muffled sounds of Sarah cleaning the dishes.

"I..." she started. "I love you."

"I love you too," he said, and was surprised at how easily it came to his lips, how comfortable it felt.

Soon afterward he heard Danni's breathing deepen, and she started twitching gently, like she did when she fell asleep on the couch.

******

Emma had turned in early, thoroughly exhausted. Sarah had every intention of doing so, but wanted to get the dishes done before she did so. Beth came in from a shower, her clothes sticking to her, her wet hair cascading down around her shoulders. 

"Good lord, sweetie, I can see why Mike kept attacking you in the bathroom," Sarah said, her eyes lingering on Beth for a few seconds.

Beth smiled and moved beside her sister, who had returned to loading the dishwasher.

"You remember that day in the laundry room, you me and Mike?" Beth asked, out of the blue.

Sarah grinned. "How could I forget?" she asked, a wistful smile on her face. "You were so... horny," she said, a smile on her face.

Beth giggled. "Yep." She fussed with her towel for a few seconds, fidgeting. "I don't know why I get that way."

Sarah turned, brushing a hair out of her younger sister's face. "We all get that way sometimes, Bethy." 

Beth glanced over at the dishes. "You want some help?"

Sarah shook her head. "Nah, I can handle it. I wouldn't mind some company though, if you wanna talk," she said.

Beth took a towel in hand and began wiping the table.

"So, have you been with many girls?" Beth asked, again seemingly out of the blue. 

Sarah shook her head as she glanced back at her little sister.

"You and these questions," she said, avoiding the issue.

"Come on Sarah, tell me," she pleaded, almost childlike.

Seeing that Beth wouldn't let the issue drop, Sarah shook her head. "No sweetie, just Sally. I used to let her boyfriend and her share me."

"What was that like?" Beth asked, but suddenly realized what a silly question that was.

"You and I did the same thing with Mike, goofy," Sarah said, sliding a plate into the dishwasher.

Beth giggled, "Oh yeah."

"It was different with Sally and Rick. Rick was way more interested in fucking me than he was in fucking Sally. Sally seemed way more into me that she was into Rick. We did it for a few months, a couple times a month until Sally dumped him. She hasn't been with anyone else since then, so I never got the opportunity until you and Mike jumped me." She began loading silverware into the washer.

"So was I... good?" Beth asked.

Sarah turned and grinned at her little sister. "Of course you were, Bethy."

"So, can you tell me which parts I was good at, and what I needed work on?"

Sarah looked at her curiously. "Sweetie it was all good."

Beth nodded. "That's the 'motherly Sarah' answer. I want an honest answer. I'm not a natural at eating pussy, so I want you to tell me the truth."

Sarah burst out laughing when Beth had said "eating pussy" and laid her head on the counter as the laughter poured out. 

Beth watched her with an amused smile on her face. "I'm serious," she said finally.

Turning, Sarah smiled. "I'm sorry honey, it was just so funny to hear you just say 'eating pussy' like that, and especially after the last couple of days we've had."

Beth grinned again and shrugged. "Well that's what I was doing. I mean, was I too eager? Was I doing it wrong? What about when..." she began asking.

"SWEETIE," Sarah interrupted, giggling. "I seem to remember saying 'OHMYGOD' several times that afternoon. In fact, when you were..." she turned before she continued and leaned very close to Beth, "eating my pussy... while Mike fucked me, I don't think I've ever come that hard."

Beth grinned and stuck her tongue out playfully, biting it gently as she giggled at Sarah.

Sarah smiled and winked at her, turning back towards the dishes in the sink.

"I'm gonna head to bed," Beth said, turning and hugging Sarah, who turned herself and embraced her younger sister properly. Beth brought her lips down and touched them to Sarah's, soft and warm, and felt her grin.

Pulling back, Beth turned and headed upstairs, calling back down a soft goodnight.

******

Headlights flashed, spinning wildly and careening towards a tree... the drunk in the other car morphed into a clown, and cackled at him... an explosion of flame and the smell of gasoline... his parents being thrown from the car, his mother smashing into the pavement and the burning vehicle coming to land on top of her, his dad flying headfirst into a tree. Flames crawled towards him, and he was unable to move, he could feel them begin to consume his legs.

Mike shot bolt upright in bed, screaming and slapping at his chest and legs in a panic, trying to extinguish the flames that weren't there.

"Mike, calm down baby, calm down," a voice was repeating. "It's just a nightmare. Please baby."

Mike looked around and saw that he wasn't on fire, that his parents battered forms were nowhere in sight. He was breathing heavily and felt a familiar arm around his waist.

He glanced over at her and closed his eyes, feeling tears forcing their way out of his eyelids. 

"Goddamnit," he muttered at length.

Danni's soft hands were still trying to comfort him. "Shh, baby," she kept repeating.

Irritated at his nightmare, he freed himself from her arms and turned, setting his legs on the ground as he felt aches and pains course through his torso.

"Fuck!" he said loudly. "Tired of these nightmares," he muttered, quieter this time, though in truth, it felt like the first time in a long time that he'd had one.

Danni put a hand on his back and rubbed gently.

"I'm sorry Danni," he said. "I didn't mean to wake you."

She laid her head on his back, her arms moving around his waist. "It's okay," she said, desperately wanting to turn him around and kiss him. It was almost too much to bear. It was her all-consuming thought, to make love to him, to kiss him, to get him back to her arms. She had to steel herself though. She couldn't push him too hard or he'd never come back to her.

Mike gently patted the smaller hands at his waist and tried to stand, but his back and legs were too sore and bruised.

"Let me help, okay?" she said softly, moving from behind him to stand in front and grab him under his arms, pulling.

He sat still looking up at her and watching her strain for a few seconds.

"Well come on Hercules!" he said, feigning a serious look on his face.

She kept pulling for a second before turning a glare and a smile at him. "It'd be nice if you helped a little, fuckhead."

Mike grinned and reached for her waist, her number one ticklish spot and wiggled his fingers into her flesh, causing her to twist away laughing and shouting, "No! Quit!" before she turned and smacked him on the shoulder. He groaned and squinted in pain at her.

"Aww baby," she said leaning forward and kissing his forehead, "You deserved that."

Mike smiled and held a hand out, which she took as she helped him slowly to his feet.

"Where are we going?" she asked, as they headed for the door.

"I'd murder for a shower and I've gotta go to the bathroom," he said. 

"Okay, but I'm not wiping your ass," she said with a giggle.

"Haha," he said, still being supported by her smaller form. "That's nasty."

She giggled again and moved him out of his room and towards the upstairs bathroom. The door was open as she clicked on the light and helped him into the room. He moved over to the sink and tried to pull his shirt over his head, which sent a wave of agony through him.

"Oh, honey," she said, moving to help.

"I'll get it," he said, slightly irritated at the trouble his clothes were giving him.

"Let me help you," she said, not taking no for an answer.

"I'll be okay, Danni."

"Mike, I'm your sister, I've seen you naked," she said. 

Mike blushed a little bit at that, but eventually nodded as she moved forward, matter-of-factly and soon he felt her soft fingertips dancing at the edge of his shirt.

'Don't think about it, don't think about it,' he kept thinking.

Danni pulled the edges up, but changed tactics halfway and pulled a single arm out, followed by the other, before returning her soft, dancing fingertips to Mike's toned midsection, gently pulling upwards as he closed his eyes, trying desperately to focus on absolutely anything besides how good they felt. She grinned inwardly when she saw how her touch affected him. 

'Part of him remembers me,' she thought with an inner smile.

Finally pulling his shirt over his head, she subconsciously ran her tongue over her lips as her eyes ran over his familiar torso. 

"There you go," she said, turning and heading for the door. 

"Thanks," Mike said, and began to shimmy out of his boxers when she stopped at the door and waited. "What is it?" he asked.

"Don't worry, I won't look. I just want to make sure you don't need me to help you with anything else."

Mike was already getting embarrassed as grumbled underneath his breath and turned for the shower, turning on the water quickly. As the warm water began to steam up the room, he shimmied out of his underwear, aches coursing up his torso. 

Hearing the shower door click, she turned and moved to pick up the boxers and put them on the counter.

"I'll go get you some more clothes," she said.

"Thanks," he called, groaning as he reached for the soap.

A few minutes later he exited the shower, Danni handing a towel to cover up his manhood while her eyes were closed. "Okay," he said, so she could open her eyes.

She reached for another towel and began to methodically run it over his water-speckled form. 

"I really appreciate the help," he said, as she ran the towel along his back.

"You clearly need it," she said, her eyes lingering on this bruised form a bit too long.

After a few minutes, she'd sufficiently dried him off and reached for his boxers that she'd retrieved from his room.

"There's no easy way to do this," she said, bending down and popping open the boxers.

Mike couldn't help but look at her bent over like she was, her head at crotch level, her hands waiting for him to lift his feet.

'No, no, no, no, no, no,' he kept thinking. 'That's your sister!'

He stepped forwards and she brought them upwards, underneath the towel and then up to the bulge in the towel.

She desperately wanted to 'accidently' brush against his crotch, but she steeled her resolved and pulled her hands away, turning and reaching for his shorts as he reached down and finished pulling his boxers on.

A few minutes later, he'd finally got dressed and they headed downstairs together, Danni helping him down the stairs as he groaned with every step.

******

"Mom and Dad's anniversary is tomorrow," Sarah said softly, helping herself to some eggs.

Mike set his fork down and lowered his head for a second, and then nodded.

"What time you wanna go?" Beth asked.

Sarah shrugged and glanced over at Mike. "You feel up to going to school? We can do it afterwards."

Mike nodded and glanced over at his other sisters, all quiet, reserved looks on their faces.

"Whenever ya'll want," he said, looking back at his eggs. "I'll head back to class today; only have the one since it's Tuesday." He glanced up then and at his sisters. "It is Tuesday right?"

Danni nodded and smiled. She was so pretty, he thought. He could definitely get used to her not yelling at him.

"I was hoping I could bum a ride from one of ya'll," he said.

The sisters giggled at that and the mood lightened. Breakfast continued in peace, as did the class, which Mike was actually attending for the first time. Mike spoke to the professor after class, who had been informed by the University what had happened, and who was very sympathetic. 

After class, Mike was waited outside for Emma to show up, taking in the air of the still hot Texas September weather. After a few minutes Emma came walking up behind him and they walked slowly to his car.

"Remember anything yet, lumpy?"

Mike rolled his eyes and flipped his twin the finger, obvious to the fact that she was good naturedly teasing him about his bruises and lumps from the crash.

"I figured we could go look at vehicles together when you feel like it," Emma said.

Mike nodded. "Sounds good."

"How was Spanish class?" she asked.

"Muy bueno," he said.

"Hungry?"

He had a sudden image pop into his head then, Emma bending over and taking his cock out of his pants, pulling it into her mouth.

"Nah," he replied, shaking his head and dismissing the thought. 'What the fuck is wrong with me?'

"You have any idea what kind of vehicle you wanna get?"

"Another truck, probably," he answered, distractedly

The idle chatter continued until they reached home. Mike slowly hobbled towards the house and was followed closely by Emma. They came inside just as Danni and Beth pulled up outside and began carrying groceries in. Used to helping, Mike turned and began to hobble towards the door.

"Get back in here," Sarah said behind him. "We can handle it this time." She pointed him towards the living room and headed outside to grab some groceries.

Chuckling, Mike headed to the living room. He stopped as another image flashed in his head. He pictured laying on the couch next to Emma as she lay to the side on Danni. They were fooling around under a blanket. It lasted only a second, and Mike shook his head, dismissing it as a random thought.

He hobbled over to the couch and sat back, clicking on the television and turning on ESPN.

Emma came inside and he quickly realized that he'd missed a few games. "Emma, did you DVR any football games?"

She set her bag of groceries on the table and headed in. "Yeah, I got a few recorded, Aggies, Texas, and a few others."

"Sweet," Mike said under his breath and flipped through the DVR list to find the games.

Mike turned in early after supper, skipping a shower and hobbling up to his room. It was going to be a long day tomorrow. Their parents' anniversary was never an easy one, the girls usually having a rougher time of it than he did.

Sleep found him quickly, and he was vaguely aware of Danni's soft form sliding close up to him. He inhaled deeply, drawing in the scent and snoring softly.

Danni reached behind her and pulled his arm towards her, causing him to turn on to his side and wrap her up in his embrace. She forced herself not to go any further, but God how she wanted to make love to him. She longed to turn over and pull him into her, to fall into him again and feel him explode inside her. A single tear worked its way down her face and soaked into the pillow as she closed her eyes to sleep.

Mike woke with a start, slapping his legs and screaming.

Danni leapt up and tried to comfort him. "Shh baby, shh." It seemed their daily routine had started again. Eventually, Mike did calm down, but he headed off on his own to shower. Sighing, Danni turned over as she reached for his pillow, inhaling deeply as the tears began again. 'There's gonna be a lot of that today,' she thought.

******

School was boring for Mike, though in truth he wasn't paying attention. He wasn't looking forwards to visiting his parents' grave and the spot that they had died, but a part of him was, as it always was. It was a strange combination of dread and anticipation.

Emma and Mike drove home after school and were met by Matt and Missy, both dressed nicely as they arrived home. Sally and Megan were both there, Danni and Sarah's friends that always came. Sarah, Danni, and Beth were all nicely dressed, looking like they were going to church instead of a memorial. Emma and Mike both headed upstairs quickly to get dressed, Mike coming down last, slowly of course.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 22



They divided up into their vehicles and headed out, on the sad, somber trip.

Their parents had just finished dinner when their vehicle was struck, by a drunk driver. The drunk driver had been killed when his car burst into flames. They couldn't tell the blood alcohol level, the body was so badly burned, but they found several empty bottles of liquor, burnt and broken, in the rubble of his car. He wasn't an evil guy, a business man who had actually been a patient of their father's. He'd just been out with friends, who should have taken his keys, but they were also way too inebriated, they'd later tell the police. Sarah had declined to file a suit against the bar. Texas law at the time held the offending bar liable if it served alcohol to someone who was considered drunk, and/or let that person leave the bar.

They'd had dinner at a local steak house, and were headed to a hotel for a long night of uninterrupted time together. The drunk businessman's car struck theirs at 9:28, September 13th. They'd both been killed instantly. Catherine, the mother, had been ejected from the vehicle, but it had landed on top of her, catching fire. Their father, Mike senior, was thrown clear as well, but had impacted a tree, breaking his neck and killing him instantly.

Sarah had chosen a single casket, so that what was left of her parents could be together forever. The children all placed tokens in the casket, each something special to them so their parents had something of their children to take with them.

Emma had chosen a doll. It was something that her mother, in a desperate attempt to 'un-tomboy' Emma, had bought. Emma hadn't let go of it since the accident, but handed it to the funeral director so he could place it in the casket. Mike chose a football that he and his dad had played catch with so many times. Beth pulled a locket that her father had given her, Daddy's Girl inscribed on the outside. Danni had neatly folded shirt, one her dad had forbidden her to wear, but she would later explain that she wanted him to know that she wouldn't wear it anymore.

Sarah had a photo that their mom had taken. It was of the five children, in a big pile tickling each other. It was taken a few days before the accident, the last time she would be innocent and a child. The funeral director took all of the items and put them in the casket.

The small caravan of cars pulled up to the heavily wooded spot where their parents had been killed. They all got out, the four sisters and Mike all holding hands and walking on the shoulder of the road, at the edge of the Mesquite trees that lined the sides of the road, followed by their friends. A few months after the accident, friends of the family had a cross erected, paid for by donations. It was tall, for a roadside memorial cross, nearly ten feet. It was anchored deeply in the ground, with a bronze plaque at its base, with a spiritual quote on it. "Into paradise may the angels lead you..."

It was simple, eloquent, and spoke volumes to those that it needed to.

The siblings formed as simple half circle around the cross, near to the spot that their father had died. Tears flowing freely, Sarah moved forwards and laid a wreath of flowers. They stood and cried, quiet, car's slowing as they passed; some even stopping and exiting to come and stand quietly, paying respects. After enough time had passed, they all silently got into their cars and began to drive to the cemetery.

The friends stayed back at a respectable distance, tears on their faces as well, though Matt would never admit it, his eyes covered by a pair of sunglasses.

They walked towards the grave, a single headstone with both parents name's engraved, Catherine and Mike Matthews, with their birthdays and date and time of death. At the bottom was another inscription which read "Loving and devoted parents of Sarah, Dannica, Elizabeth, Emma, and Michael Jr."

The siblings all gathered around the grave as Sarah moved forwards again, laying down another wreath.

"Hi mom and dad," she said quietly. "I hope if you are watching down on us now, you are proud of us. I know I'm proud of how we're doing. I'm taking care of everyone, just like I promised I would. Everyone is okay," she said as Mike moved to kneel beside her. She bowed her head then and began to cry softly. "I just miss them so much," she said, breaking down. All three of the sisters moved forwards and embraced then, tears flowing as the friends moved in, quietly offering support. 

"We all do," Mike said quietly, his face streaked with tears.

"We love you and miss you," Danni said leaning into Emma. Half an hour later, they all climbed into vehicles and headed back to the house. 

As always, Matt and the other friends began to talk, to lighten the mood. As supper rolled around, they were all laughing, talking about things that their parents had done, and fun times they remembered.

"I remember when your dad caught me trying to sneak a peek on Sarah," Matt said. "I thought he was gonna castrate me." They all laughed, long into the night, everyone saying their goodbyes around midnight, and all the siblings heading upstairs, Danni following closely behind Mike.

He shut the door behind her and climbed into bed. She stripped down to her bra and panties and climbed in beside him. He was shocked that she'd be so brazen around him, but he was tired and figured it wouldn't be a big deal, that she was probably just tired.

He drifted off to sleep quickly, his dreams easing the tension of the day, pushing him into relaxation. Darkness swirled around him. He was standing on the side of the road, near to where his parents had died. Their car was coming down the road in the distance, he turned, expecting to see the businessman's car swerving. Danni stood very close to him, smiling gently. She leaned forward and wrapped her arms around him, pulling his head down to her chest. The darkness swirled around them again and they were in a flower speckled meadow, a blanket lain down on a softly descending slope.

Danni lifted his head and kissed him deeply on the lips, electricity shooting through both of them. She smiled and turned, pulling him to the ground on top of her. He suddenly realized that her clothes had disappeared as had his, his erection pressing against her womanhood, threatening to push inside.

She smiled and spread her legs, letting him slide into her as she arched her back and moaned loudly, her head thrown back in pleasure. 

Mike jumped awake with a start, holding his chest and trying to figure out what had happened. He'd just had a dream about his sister, a sex dream! What the hell was wrong with him? He glanced to his left, and Danni was quietly watching him, having been woken up by his startled jump. 

"You okay?" she asked quietly.

Mike nodded and turned back over, facing away from her.

'What the hell is wrong with me?' he silently wondered.



Just the Six of Us Ch. 23



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Chapter 23 

Beth was down in the kitchen cooking breakfast when her brother and sisters began coming downstairs with bleary eyes and tired faces. Silverware and plates clanked as the siblings began to grab some food and sat down to eat. 

Mike wouldn't look at anyone. He kept thinking about his awful dream last night. He ran a hand across his face and sighed, idly twirling a fork in his breakfast. 

Sarah glanced over at Danni, who could only shrug as they both turned back to Mike. 

"Everything okay, sweetie?"€ Sarah asked, after a few moments. 

Mike glanced up and nodded, forcing a smile. "€Just... dreams," he said, hoping they'd assume he meant nightmares again. 

Sarah rubbed his shoulders for a few seconds and then lowered her head down, kissing him on the cheek and squeezing him in a hug. 

After breakfast, Mike and his sisters quickly got dressed for class and headed out. Mike rode with Emma again, but there was a heavy tension in the air between them. 

"Em?" he said suddenly, "Have we ever... talked about my dreams?"

Emma turned and glanced at him curiously. She was wearing a pair of shorts that she knew would show off her goddess-like legs, and a tight, low cut blue shirt. Unusually, her hair hung softly around her shoulders, rather than tied in its usual ponytail. 

"Yeah, sometimes. You've not had any for a while though," she said. "At least before the accident, as far as I know. Why do you ask?"

Mike shrugged, wondering how to broach the subject. If he could tell anyone about his disturbing dream, it would be his twin. There wasn't a soul anywhere that he was be closer to. 

"I had a different type of nightmare last night. I'm not even sure it can be classified as a bad dream. I just don't want you to think I'm a freak."

"Mike, I love you, no matter what you dream. I won't think you are a freak. We're twins remember, chances are that I've had the same type of dreams."

That made him feel a little better, at least. "It was... dirty," he said, lowering his head. 

Emma glanced back over at him, her eyebrows raised. "Nice," she said, grinning. "Those are my favorite kind."

Mike tried to force a smile, but still felt like a freak. "No," he said. "It was... different."

They turned into a parking lot at the university and quickly found a space. Emma put her car in park and turned to face him. 

"Okay, how was it different? Did the clown molest you this time?"

Mike chuckled at her, but the action caused pains to shoot through his ribs and chest, and he winced. 

"Ouch, no." 

He checked his watch. They had to get to class. He reached for his bag and popped open the car door, gingerly lifting the bag to his shoulder. "I'll tell you later."

Emma shrugged, pretending that she wasn't dying to know what his 'dirty' dream had been about. A thought struck her then, and she tried not to panic, quickly grabbing her backpack and jogged after her slow moving brother. 

"Hey Mike, lemme see your phone a second," she called. 

"Huh? Why?" he asked, reaching into his pocket and pulling out his black cell phone. 

"Just lemme see it," she said, yanking it from his hands. She quickly thumbed through his contact list, to Dirty Fuck Slave and changed the name back to Emma before tossing it back to him. "Thanks."

"What was that about?" he asked, but stopped, distracted, when he spotted someone he knew. "No way..." he said, his jaw dropping. "Look," he said, gesturing towards a petite blonde girl walking by herself. 

Emma turned, glad that the conversation had turned from his cellphone. She followed his gaze and saw Emily, his ex-girlfriend. "Oh yeah, Emily came to see you in the hospital. I thought we told you that," she said. 

Mike called out Emily's name and began to shuffle towards her. "Emily!"

She turned, seeing Mike and smiled immediately. "Michael! Emma!"

She jogged over quickly and gently hugged him, and then Emma. "How are you feeling?" she asked, stepping back and looking him over. 

A flood of emotions threatened to bowl him over. High School came back to him, how much time he'd spent with her. She looked a little older, but mostly she was the same old girl he'd known in high school. 

"I'm okay, still sore like a motherf..." he said, remembering suddenly how much she would get on to him for swearing in highschool. 

She chuckled and smiled at him, "Same old Michael."

"What happened to California?" Mike asked, and was suddenly sorry that he'd done so. 

Emily's pretty face fell when the words left his lips. It was clear that she'd been through a lot in her semester out in California. 

"Well, it was fine for the first couple of weeks, but a lot happened out there, and back here. I'll tell you all about it sometime. I'm here to stay, though. California didn't work out."

Emma hugged her. "It's good to see you again."

Mike smacked her in the arm. "Why didn't you tell me she came to see me in the hospital?"

Emma began to punch him back but thought better of it. "As soon as you're better, I'm gonna beat the piss outta you again. We kind of had a lot to deal with, Mom and Dad's anniversary, you almost dying."

"It's okay, Michael," Emily said. "I didn't stay long."

Mike thought back then, to the dreams he had in the hospital. He'd smelled her perfume in his dream.

"Do you still wear Obsession Nights?"

Emily smiled and nodded. "It always did weird things to you," she said, giggling. 

"Yeah, it was hard to concentrate when you wore that stuff. It smells so damn good, I'd just go stupid and forget what was going on."

Emma giggled and chided, "When is that different from any other day."€・

Mike scowled at her playfully. 

"We've gotta get to class," she said. 

"Give me your number so we can talk," he said, causing Emma's protective instincts to almost overwhelm her. She had to calm down. She was just a sister now, not a lover, and definitely not a girlfriend. 

Emily smiled and took the phone from his hand. Emily was still in the contact list, but the number needed to be updated. As she finished, she handed the phone back to him and straightened the backpack on her shoulders. 

"Text me sometime," she said, turning and heading for her building. 

"It was good to see you," he called as he watched her walk away. 

Emma fought to contain her jealousy. "Try and keep your eyes in your head and your tongue in your mouth," she said, venomously. 

Mike ignored her, turning and starting towards class, his steamed sister following behind. He could feel the energy of her stare penetrating his back. "What's the matter?" he asked, turning and looking at her. That snapped her out of her haze, and the scowl disappeared instantly. 

"Nothing," she lied. "I just don't wanna see you get hurt, that's all."

Mike turned and headed to his class. 

The day passed uneventfully. After school Mike texted Emily to ask if she wanted to hang out sometime and catch up. 

"Of course," came the reply. "How about I come there?"

"Sure," he said. "We can swim if you want."

"Sounds fun," she texted back. "See you in an hour?"

"Okay, see you then."

* * * * * 

Back at home, Emma called a girl meeting and quickly updated them on Emily. They'd been hoping that Mike wouldn't see her until his memory had returned. This had definitely complicated things. 

Mike walked from his room downstairs through the kitchen and out through the patio door in the living room to clean up the backyard. 

"Emily's coming over to visit," he said as he passed through the kitchen. 

"Okay," Sarah said, masking the concern in her voice. 

Danni plopped her head down on the table with a thunk. "We're never getting him back now," she said. 

Beth laid an arm across her. The room was quiet for a few minutes. "Who would have thought..." Beth said, cryptically, typical for her. 

"Thought what?" Sarah asked, after they had stared at her for a few seconds, waiting for a reaction. 

Beth smiled and glanced at Danni. "Who would have pictured Danni a year ago being broken up over Mike not paying attention to her. The old Danni would have paid money to get him to quit bothering her."

Danni raised her head and smiled weakly. "Maybe I need to bring her back and kick the shit out of him again."

The sisters laughed lightly together for a few moments. As the laughter subsided, Sarah spoke up. 

"So what are we gonna do about this one. She doesn't have any brothers that we can get to seduce her, and she's about as pure as girl can get." The girls were silent for awhile. 

"Maybe we can just tell Mike what's going on," Emma said. "He admitted that his dream last night was dirty. It was probably about someone he was sleeping next to," she said, leaning over and brushing Danni's hair away. 

She smiled and raised her head, "You really think so?"

Emma smiled and leaned down to kiss her on the forehead. "He might be ready to hear what is going on," she said, but knew it to be false. The tone of her voice said as much. 

"He was pretty broken up about whatever he dreamed about last night," Beth said. 

Emma nodded. "Wishful thinking," she said. 

"We can't just up and spill the beans," Danni said. "If he's upset because he dreamed about one of us, how do you think he'll react to the knowledge that he's been fucking all four of us."

"Emily's been through a lot in the past few months," Emma said. "I doubt she's going to want to be in any kind of serious relationship."

That seemed to reassure the other three sisters. 

"We can always torture him," Beth said, smiling and winking at the other three. "It sure is a hot day; if we were to go out in our skimpiest bikinis when Emily gets here, we would need to rub sunscreen on each other."

Sarah giggled. "You're so bad, Bethy!" she said. 

A little over forty-five minutes later, Emily rang the doorbell. Danni opened the door and smiled, offering the younger girl a big hug as she stepped inside. "Hey, how are you?" she said. 

"I'm okay," Emily replied and moved to hug Sarah, who had just come around the corner. 

"Hey Emily," Sarah said, smiling. "Mike's out back, probably bench pressing the lawn mower trying to get all buff and sweaty for you."

Emily rolled eyes. "Same old Michael."

Images of Mike's first date with Emily came back to Sarah then. She'd always thought it was curious how she always called him Michael, and not Mike, like everyone else. Mike had been 15 at the time and Sarah had dropped them off at the movie theatre. 

Beth came around the corner and Sarah did a double take, covering her mouth for a second. Her perfect breasts were barely covered, blue fabric triangles straining to cover as much of her breasts as possible. Barely a third was covered however, and Sarah was glad that she had put on shorts over the undoubtedly skimpy bikini bottoms. 

Emily did a slight double take and giggled, hugging Beth. 

"Good lord, Bethy, you've really come out of your shell!"

Beth smiled and nodded. "College will do that to a girl," she said. "I've got another suit upstairs if you wanna try it on."

Emily smiled and glanced down at her smaller breasts. "I don't think I could pull it off, thank you though."

Beth laughed and led her to the backyard. 

"Mikey," Beth yelled. "Emily is here!"

Mike turned and gasped as he saw what Beth was wearing. His eyes tried to roll out of his head. 

Beth noticed and smiled, as the other sisters came out behind her. 

He put the bag of trash the he'd been picking up in the backyard, windblown from outside their fence, over the fence to the trash cans and turned. His torso was still black and blue in spots but the work outside was loosening his muscles up a bit, and he actually began to feel better. He smiled and reached for his shirt, draped over a chair on the deck, and turned as he pulled it over his head towards Emily. 

"Hey," he said simply and wrapped her in a hug. 

She seemed to melt into him for a few seconds and he could feel the memories coming back to him. He'd known it wasn't love back then, when they dated in high school, but that didn't mean that he didn't really care about her. After a few long quiet moments, broken only by the sounds of his sisters getting settled on the deck and divesting themselves of what little remained of their clothing, Mike and Emily pulled apart and headed towards the deck. 

Mike nearly tripped as he finally spotted his four sisters lounging in their respective chairs. Danni reached over to the small cabinet they kept on the deck to keep necessities, and pulled out a fresh tube of sunscreen. She fought to maintain her grin as Emma took the tube from her hand and moved towards Beth, who lowered the back portion of the chair and laid down on it. Popping the top, Emma squirted some into her hand and began to slowly rub Beth's leg, moving upwards as slowly as possible, deliberately taking her time. She massaged slowly up one leg and across Beth's lower back and down the other leg. 

Mike fought to focus on Emily as they both sat down in chairs next to an umbrella table. He groaned as he noticed that the chair he'd chosen faced his four sisters. He briefly wondered if something in his head had nudged him towards that particular chair. He had a flash of a picture in his head, a miniature version of himself, locked in a room and banging his fists on a window. Emma distracted him at that point, however, and the image was gone in a split second. He watched as his twin took Beth's foot and began to rub it, moving from it to her ankle up to her calf, and finally her thigh, her fingers moving to the insides of Beth's leg. 

Sarah had taken the sunscreen bottle from Emma and was gently rubbing Danni down, starting in much the same way Emma had. 

"So how are you really doing?" Emily asked him, her back to the other girls. 

Mike cleared his throat and looked back at her. He was momentarily lost as memories came back to him then. High School, dances, parties. She'd always worn her silky blonde hair in two braids, and he loved it when she would let it down. It was up in her customary twin braids, again, however. Her crystal blue eyes were wide, and clear, her skin soft and creamy pale. 

"I'm okay," he said, his eyes glancing back to his sisters as Emma's fingers moved. They seemed to be straying very close to Beth's very small bikini bottoms. 

"Sore, of course, but not really much the worse for wear. How about you? What classes are you taking?"

"Oh, just the normal entrance classes. College Algebra, English 1301, US History before1865 and a Psych class, along with an Astronomy course. I haven't decided what I'm going to do yet."

Emma's fingers worked their way closer to Beth's intimate parts, and Mike breathed a sigh of relief when she moved her hand away. His relief was shortlived, however, she'd only paused to put more lotion on her hand. When she brought it back, she started directly on Beth's ass, which was barely covered by the t-back bikini bottoms she was wearing. 

Mike tore his gaze away, looking at his other sisters in a bid to calm himself. To his dismay Sarah was gently rubbing the tops of Danni's legs. Mike's attention flicked back and forth between the two pairs of sisters. As if on cue, Emma's hand went back between Beth's thighs and Beth spread her legs just a bit to allow her hand to fit. 

Mike cleared his throat uncomfortably, glad that his lap was obscured by the umbrella table. 

"So why are you taking first year courses in your second year?" he asked. 

"California. I left school to come back home. It's a long story," she said. "I'll tell you later."

Mike smiled and nodded. His attention was then forced back to his twin sister and he couldn't believe what he was seeing. Emma massaged her fingers back and forth on Beth's inner thigh, moving her hand slowly north until they reached the edge of the fabric covering Beth's pussy. She began to rub where she shouldn't have been rubbing and suddenly pulled Beth's bikini aside slightly so a finger slid quickly in and out. Beth seemed not to notice, laying prone as Emma fondled her. 

Pulling her hand back, she poured more lotion into it as Beth turned over, and Emma started over, working from Beth's feet up. 

Mike and Emily continued to chat about school, and high school. Emma worked her way up Beth's legs towards her torso, pausing to rub a few fingers deliberately across Beth's pussy, before turning and heading directly for the large globes that had flattened a bit as Beth laid down on her back. Emma's hands moved quickly across, pushing and rubbing at the pale flesh, the triangle actually popping off and exposing Beth's nipple before Emma pulled it back and moved to the other side. 

As she finished, Beth sat up and took the bottle of oil, Danni following suit and both girls beginning to rub down their respective sisters. 

Mike groaned inwardly again and nodded towards the pool as he looked back at Emily. She nodded, still not aware of the show the sisters were putting on. Mike pulled his shirt off again, kicked off his sandals and slid quickly into the pool. 

Emily pulled her tank top off, revealing a dark blue bikini, which seemed infinitely more modest than those that his sisters had chosen to wear. She jumped into the pool and swam towards him. 

"So..." Mike said. 

Emily pushed herself up and out of the pool. She sat on the edge, dangling her feet in the water. Mike came up and wrapped an arm around her ankles. 

"Talk to me. You know you can tell me anything," he told her. 

She nodded and lowered her eyes. "This isn't going to be easy for me to say, or for you to hear."

Mike nodded, trying to prepare for what Emily might have to say. Whatever it was, she obviously needed to get it off her chest. 

"It all started out in California. Well, sort of. Part of it started back here, but that's a separate part of it. After we split up after graduation, I was lonely, and when I went out to California I met a guy in one of my classes."

Mike nodded, fully expecting that she had moved on. He still felt the dull knife of jealousy stabbing him in his gut. 

"His name was Shawn. He seemed like a really nice guy, and he was. At least at first. Anyways, we dated for a few months, and I really thought I liked him. He was my first."

As she finished the matter-of-fact statement, she looked up and directly into his eyes, gauging his reaction. 

"Did he treat you well?" Mike asked, concerned. 

Emily nodded and smiled. "The first time at least. But he began to get weirder and weirder. He kept asking me to let his friends watch, or to bring other girls with me. He even asked if his friends could have sex with me. I thought he was kidding at first."

Mike didn't look pleased, but it was more pity instead of anger. 

"I should have broken up with him, but he was the only person I'd met out there, and I didn't really feel like being alone in a strange state."

Mike nodded, his arm still around her legs, trying to comfort her. 

"I began to... to give in to his requests, and every day we began to do different things. Some of it was nice, but some I didn't like. He'd bring girls with him from class, or from the gym, and we'd all have sex. Eventually I let him convince me to share me with his friends. She lowered her eyes again. I'm ashamed to say that I actually began to like it."

She lowered her head at this point and covered her face with her hands. "I'm so ashamed," she said. 




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"Hey," Mike said, raising her face up with a finger. "You've got nothing to be ashamed of."

She nodded and slowly uncovered her face, nervously picking at a fingernail. "Well, I began to get worried about when it would all slow down, but he just kept getting crazier and crazier. He convinced me to try... letting him put it... somewhere it normally doesn't go," she said. "I began to get a reputation as a girl who'd do anything. I don't know why I kept agreeing to do these awful things. I stopped going to church, and all I wanted to do was have sex all the time. I stopped going to class and all we did was fool around."

It was a painful tale for Mike to hear. He'd known Emily as a pure, innocent girl. To hear that she'd been turned into something so slutty was awful. He felt so sorry for her. 

"Eventually we went to a party and I got drunk, my first time. I woke up and there were so many guys around me. Shawn was off with some other girl, and his friends were just using me. I had a guy in every hole imaginable" A tear trickled down her cheek. "The worst thing is that I didn't mind. I woke up the next day, naked, bruised, and sore. I hadn't gone to class or church in at least a month. Someone had taken my clothes and Shawn was nowhere to be seen. I had to do a walk of shame halfway across campus in just my skin."

Mike sighed, shaking his head and squeezing her knee. 

"Back at home, unknown to me at the time, mom and dad were having problems. Mom began to cheat on dad. She kept going out with a friend of hers and meeting different men. She didn't even try to hide what she was doing. Long story short, she met some guy and ran off with him. You know what a good man my father is," she said, looking up at him. It seemed this part of the story hurt more than her California experiences. "After she left, he never said a word. He started working double, even triple shifts to try to make enough money for my college tuition. He's heartbroken. He loved her with everything he had, and she just stomped all over his heart." 

"I haven't spoken to her since the day I left. She's in New Jersey, or New York somewhere, I think. I honestly don't really care though. She can rot, for all I care. Anyways, I came back home to be with him. He can't afford to send me back to California, and I failed all my classes that first semester. He never asked what happened, but I think he blames himself and mom. I don't know that I can tell him the truth."

Mike pulled her into the pool, wrapping his arms around her and holding her tightly in his arms as she desperately squeezed him back. 

"I was so afraid that you'd yell at me, or tell me to get out, after all the awful things I've done."

"Come on Emily. You know me better than that."

She nodded and leaned against the side of the pool as he released her. "You aren't disgusted by all the things I've done?"

Mike shrugged. "I wouldn't have asked you to do any of that, but I won't fault you for doing it. Do you regret doing it?"

Emily thought for a few minutes. "I regret drinking too much at the party and everything after that. Everything before that was my own decision though. I hate to admit that most of it was pretty fun."

"There you go. Who am I to judge you."

"Michael, you're the only boyfriend I've ever had. I care more about you than any man in my life - except for my father of course. You are the one that I kept thinking would be so disappointed in how far I'd fallen."

"You know, I haven't been to church since you stopped making me go when you left. Maybe we can both start going again," Mike said. 

"That sounds great," she said, smiling. 

"Good. How about dinner tonight?"

Emily smiled. "Sure. I was hoping we could go out."

Mike smiled back and turned, glancing back at his sisters. Four heads dropped back down and resumed looking at nothing. 

Beth stood suddenly and winked at Emma who glanced over as she stood. Beth stopped and made a show of ensuring her bathing suit covered all of the naughty spots that it needed to, knowing full well that both Mike and Emily were watching. 

"Good lord, Bethy," Emily called. "There isn't much to that thing. What does your boyfriend think of that thing?"

Beth giggled, causing her breasts to jiggle. A sudden breeze began to blow then, chilling the backyard. Beth's nipples hardened slightly then, and began to press gently against the thin fabric. 

Mike was in turmoil. He kept wrenching his eyes from Beth, but Emily was positioned next to him, so that when he glanced over at her, his eyes were driven directly to her cleavage. Her breasts were small, apple sized, but extremely perky. They were hard to ignore, to say the least. He desperately wanted to play with them again. 

"I'm not seeing anyone at the moment," Beth said and dove into the pool. 

Unseen by those on the surface, Beth deliberately pulled her top to the side before turning underneath the water to face Mike and Emily as she surfaced. She came up and wiped the water from her face, back over her head and squeezed her hair out, water running in rivulets down her body and across her breasts, her chilled nipples cutting through the air like small erasers atop her pale breasts. 

Mike stared dumbfounded for exactly three seconds before shaking his head and turning. "Jesus Beth," he said, unable to stop himself. 

Beth feigned and innocent look and then looked down. "Ooooh," she said, and fixed her top quickly. "Sorry."

Emma, Sarah, and Danni laughed quietly to themselves. 

As the afternoon wore on, the siblings and Emily swam, and laughed and had a fun time. Conversation drifted from serious topics like the recent anniversary of their parents death, to lighter topics like Mike playing football in high school. 

Emily excused herself later that afternoon to head home to change for her evening with Mike. 

* * * * * 

As she entered her house, she dropped her bag and peered into her dad's study. He was concentrating on something at his computer, but lifted his head when she appeared in his doorway. 

"Hey sugar," he said. He looked like he'd aged so much. He was only 38, but the stress lines around his face made him look like a beaten man. "How were Mike and that house full of women that he has to put up with?"

Emily smiled, glad he still had some humour left. "He's good, about the same. His sisters have really come out of their shells though, especially Beth. Mike's the same nice guy he always has been."

"You know, I always liked Mike. Its always a nightmare for a father to worry about what sort of intentions a young man has towards his baby girl. I never worried about him, though. I was amazed that he turned out to be such a good guy after what happened to his parents. Did you two talk about getting back together?"

Emily nodded. "We're gonna go out tonight, dinner. I'd like to start seeing him again, I think. I'm just gonna take it slow though."

Her father pushed his chair back from his desk and looked down at his hands, absentmindedly. "You know sweetie, I never asked about California. I know something must have happened to you out there. I figured if you wanted or needed to tell me what happened, that you would."

Emily nodded. "Thanks, daddy." She moved around the desk and pulled him to her chest, kissing the top of his head and holding him against her chest. She felt so sad for him, she just wanted to hold and comfort him. 

He finally let her go and pulled himself back to his computer, a complicated form sitting amid a pile of other papers. "Well, let me know if you need to talk, pumpkin."

She nodded and headed off to her room for a shower and a nap. 

****** 

Later that evening, when Mike had left for his date with Emily, there was a definite sadness hanging about the house. Danni headed back outside and sat in a chair, the evening sun just beginning to sink below the Texas horizon, casting streaks of red, orange and purple across the clouds. 

She reached down and pulled the locket from her neck. It was the gift that Mike had given her on their trip to the Cayman Islands. It was an important memory for her: the first night they'd made love. She closed her eyes and tears slowly began to flow. Popping the small heart shaped locket open, she smiled when she saw that he'd changed part of the picture. On one side of the locket was the picture that he'd taken of her in the Caymans, sunset behind her, wind in her hair. He'd said later that she'd been the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. The other side of the locket was a photo she'd taken herself. Mike was looking at her with a genuine smile on his face, his hair nicely fixed and his piercing eyes staring straight at her. 

Emma came silently up behind her and sat down next to her. They sat quietly for a few minutes, before heading back inside. 

****** 

The evening progressed as planned. Mike drove to Emily's house and picked her up. He shook her father's hand, saying how good it was to see him again. He didn't mention the obvious absence of Emily's mother. 

As her father wished them a pleasant evening, Emily leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Love you, daddy."

Their conversation was light that evening until they'd finished their meals. "So would you like to start dating again?" Mike asked finally. Emily sighed and Mike had a sinking feeling that he'd moved too soon, that he'd pushed too hard. 

"Mike, I just don't know that I'm worth dating anymore."

Mike looked at her like she'd just said she was an alien. "I certainly didn't expect that answer."

"I mean it. I told you everything that I did out there. Don't you find me repulsive?"

Mike sighed and shook his head. "Emily, whatever you did out there, you said yourself it was your choice. I know you are a good and decent person and I can't fault you for having fun out there. Regardless, let me be the one to decide how I feel about you, and trust me. I'm not a bad guy. I won't ask you to do those things."

Emily nodded. "Mike, my only real regret is that I did all those things with that... bastard and not with you. You should have been my first," she said, reaching forwards and clasping his hand. 

Mike smiled and nodded. "Lets just take it slow. I'll start going to church with you again and we can see if there's any of that old spark left between us."

The waiter came back and left the check. Mike paid and they exited the restaurant. 

"I had a lovely evening," she said, standing outside her door. 

"Me too," he said, and leaned forwards, placing one hand behind her head and one on her cheek, cradling it and tilting it to the side, his lips gently pressing against hers. She whimpered slightly and fell into him, their lips parting as they embraced. 

Emily smiled as she finally broke the embrace. "I'll text you tomorrow," she said, unlocking the door. 

"You better," Mike said, leaning forward and kissing her on the cheek one last time. "I'll see you soon."

Smiling, she waved gently and closed the door as he turned towards Emma's car. 

She heard it start up and drive away and headed for her room. Her dad was busy at his desk and didn't notice her come in. She didn't want to disturb him, so she quietly went upstairs and to her room. 

That night, Emily awoke to a strange noise. She peered around her room but saw nothing. She heard her dad's voice. He sounded distressed. She jumped out of bed and hurried across the hall to her dad's room. Quietly peeking in, she saw her father, still asleep, but obviously in turmoil. He was crying in his sleep, softly. He kept muttering, "Why," over and over again. Emily's heart sank. She leaned forwards and put a hand on his forehead and smiled as he calmed visibly. His breathing deepened and he started to snore softly. 

Emily looked at the clock and saw that it was barely 11:30. She sighed and sat on the bed next to him, trying to impart some comfort to him. She absolutely hated her mother for what she'd done. She thought that the woman that had made her go to church all that time was a goodly woman. What kind of person would tear a person apart like she had? Emily vowed to never forgive her for what she'd done. 

Her thoughts turned back to Mike. She really didn't know how she felt about him. The kiss they'd shared had been wonderful, but she still felt dirty, like he shouldn't sully himself with her. He was so incredibly good looking, though, almost more-so than he'd been in high school. She sighed deeply, vowing to treat him right. He was such a good person too. So many guys would have never talked to her again, much less shown any interest if she'd mentioned all the things she'd done. Not Michael, though. She knew in her heart that he'd never had treated her like Shawn did. Thoughts of Mike swimming in her head, her father's worried cries silenced and his deep breathing filling the room, Emily returned to her room and fell into a deep sleep. 

****** 

Earlier that evening, just after Mike had left for his date with Emily, Sarah was in the washroom, starting yet another pile of her laundry. She heard a noise behind her and turned, seeing her younger sister Beth. 

"Hey," she said, turning back to her washer. "What's up?"

Beth was quiet for a minute. She cleared her throat and tried to speak, but the words came out all jumbled. She sighed and rubbed a hand across her forehead in embarrassment. "So, I was wondering something."

Sarah turned and glanced at her again. "Huh? Whats wrong?" she asked. Beth didn't reply. "Bethy, just tell me whats wrong."

Beth cleared her throat nervously. "I'm experiencing...I'm..."

"It's okay Beth, just tell me."

Beth nodded. "I'm horny," she blurted. 

Sarah burst into loud laughter. 

"Thanks for being sensitive about it," Beth said, slightly miffed. 

Sarah raised her hand as Beth started to leave and grabbed her arm. She tried to catch her breath and stop laughing. 

"I'm sorry, Bethy," she said between giggles. "Please don't leave, I'm sorry."

Beth stood with her hands on her hips. She didn't look amused. 

"I'm so sorry, honey," Sarah said. "I just... after the last time in here you were so deliberate, so direct about what you wanted. You were the last one I expected to be shy about being horny."

"This is all pretty new to me. I get so worked up, and it seems like something else just takes me over. When that happens I'm not shy, and I know exactly what to say and exactly what to do to turn Mike on. But it's different at other times. I still get horny but... I'm trying to deal with it by learning how to..."she hesitated. 

"How to what, sugar?"

"Mtherate," Beth mumbled. 

"What?" Sarah asked, leaning closer. 

"MASTURBATE," Beth said finally, way louder than she had intended. 

Sarah began to laugh again, but not nearly as loudly or as long as the previous time. "I'm sorry, baby. I just couldn't hear you."

Beth was flushed. She turned around and began to leave. 

"Honey, don't go," Sarah said. "I'll be glad to show you how to get yourself off, but you don't need to do that, you have other options you know."

Beth nodded. "I know. I just figured with Mike not remembering what was going on, it might be best if we didn't get too frisky when he's around. I didn't want to, you know... impose, either. I figured you were busy."

"Aww, honey," Sarah said, pulling Beth close enough for a hug. "I'm never THAT busy, and besides, even if I was, Emma is probably just as horny as you are. She IS Mike's twin, you know."

Beth giggled at that, and the embarrassment in the atmosphere was broken. She raised her head and looked directly at Sarah, an intense look in her eyes. 

"Whoa," Sarah said, seeing something different in Beth's eyes. "You just got... taken over... didn't you."

Beth grinned and grabbed both of Sarah's arms. "It's like this incredibly persuasive little nymphomaniac in my head has taken over and I know exactly what to do. Maybe I have a split personality."

As she finished speaking, Beth turned her slightly shorter sister around forcefully and pushed her forewards, grinning as she banged into the washer. 

"Whoa, Bethy," Sarah said, a shocked look in her eyes. A grin found its way to her lips as Beth came forwards, something else in her eyes. She tried to turn but Beth was right behind her. Sarah felt her sister's hands moving around to the front of the old t-shirt she was wearing and in one swift motion Beth pulled it off and threw it to the floor. "Oh my... " Sarah murmured. 

A low growl of lust came from Beth's throat as she grabbed the Sarah's bra and pulled it down off her shoulders to her waist, exposing her breasts. 

"Oh dear," Sarah said as Beth spun her around and began to kiss up and down her neck. Sarah was wearing lounging pants, but they were quickly pulled down as her possessed younger sister ripped them downwards and to her ankles. Beth dropped to her knees quickly and peered upwards, kissing Sarah's thigh, and moving towards her neatly trimmed pussy. "I thought... oh dear!... that you were the one that... oh!... needed release," Sarah gasped. 

"I told you, something just takes over. I was planning on doing myself, and now, you've... "offered" yourself to me, my inner slut just took over my plans. Don't worry though, I'll make you get me off before we're done." Beth grabbed one of Sarah's legs and thew it over her shoulder, spreading the other girl's pussy open. "Tell me if Slutty Beth is a good pussy eater," she said, and slowly pushed her tongue into her older sister. 

"Oh my god," Sarah said, and glanced down, pulling her own brownish hair back as she did so, seeing Beth's blonde locks cascading around her head as it bobbed slightly, her younger sister's warm tongue exploring her depths. "Oh, shit..." she gasped. 

"I'm guessing that's a good thing," Beth said quickly, before pushing her tongue back in. 

"Fuck yes," Sarah said, gasping and trying to remain standing. Her breath was coming in ragged gasps. "God, that's the best anyone has ever eaten my pussy," she said, almost too loudly. "Holy shit, Bethy," Sarah groaned, one hand covering her face, the other latched onto a handful of Beth's hair, Beth's tongue pulsing against her clitoris and alternating back to her slit. 

"Atta girl," Beth said, feeling Sarah's hand pushing her head deeper between her legs. 

"OH MY GOD," Sarah shouted, an orgasm slamming into her, wave after wave of pleasure crashing down. "I can't... I can't..." she tried to say, and finally her unsupported knee gave out and she began to fall towards the floor. Beth caught her however and lifted her physically smaller sister up, and set her on the dryer, before placing her tongue back where it had been. "Holy shit, Bethy," Sarah said, when she was finally able to breathe again. "What the fuck got into you?"

Beth grinned and raised her head from between Sarah's legs. "Nothing yet," she said, and pulled Sarah from her spot on the dryer. "I'll let you decide what to put in me though," she said, a wicked grin on her face. Grabbing Sarah's arms, she spun them both around and kissed her deeply on her lips, Sarah still trying to catch her breath. 

"Fuck, you are... possessed!" Sarah said, breaking away for a second. 

"I can try and turn it off," Beth said, both fingers hooked in the tops of her spaghetti strap top. 

Sarah smirked at her and shook her head. "You better not, you little temptress. I can be just as aggressive," she said with a grin. Grabbing Beth's top, Sarah yanked it down, revealing Beth's pert nipples and heavenly breasts. Grinning, Beth began to wiggle out of her shorts, and soon they had dropped to the ground, followed quickly by her panties. Grabbing a handful of Sarah's hair, she forced her to her knees and pushed her blonde haired pussy closer. 

Sarah looked up and grinned as Beth forced her face deeply into her waiting cunt. "Eat it," Beth growled crudely. Sarah looked up defiantly and shook her head. 




Just the Six of Us Ch. 23



Beth tightened her grip on Sarah's hair and yanked the older girl's head back. Wincing, Sarah giggled, but finally acquiesced. Diving forwards, she latched both hands around her younger sister and attacked the blonde girl's pussy. Soon Beth's hips were moving in time with Sarah's lapping tongue, Sarah licked in broad strokes before plunging her tongue into Beth's depths, then pulling it back sucking on the clitoris, both hands locked around her thighs, Beth made a soft grunting noise as she began to feel the orgasm build until it finally crashed over her. 

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!" Beth sputtered, her legs growing weak as she came. Spent, she collapsed down atop her naked elder sister, and the two began to kiss, tongues dancing amid their own feminine juices. Several long minutes of kissing later, they both lay still on the clothes strewn floor, fingers entwined in hair, soft kisses being placed on cheeks and lips. 

"I'm sorry," Beth said. 

"Aw honey," Sarah said. "Don't worry, I had a blast. Like I said before, I like it when Temptress Beth takes over."

"Still, I hope I didn't hurt you," Beth said. 

Sarah twirled a lock of blonde hair in her fingers as Beth began to kiss her chest affectionately. "You said something takes over?"

Beth sucked a nipple into her mouth and nodded. "I guess you could describing it like being really angry and seeing red. Like when a rage takes over and you just want to beat the crap out of something. It's like that, except with sex, and multiply it by a hundred."

"Holy shit," Sarah said, digesting what Beth said. "So the lesson is, don't get you turned on if we can't finish what we start."

Beth giggled. "Slutty Beth showed up so quickly this time. With Mike, it was days of tortured playing around it. Now that I know more about sex, I'll have to be careful."

"We'll go to my favorite little sex toy shop and get you a few toys," Sarah said. "Just in case, Slutty Beth shows up again."

"I thought you were calling her Temptress Beth."

Sarah shrugged and smiled as Beth moved to her other breast. "We'll let Mike decide what to call her."

"If he ever remembers," Beth said. 

Sarah sighed deeply. "Yeah. There is that." Sitting up, she kissed Beth one more time. "Come on, lets go watch TV."

****** 

Mike pulled into the driveway in Emma's car. The front porch light wasn't on for him, but he could see the living room light on. He entered quietly and saw Sarah sitting on the couch watching TV, Beth snuggled up closely to her. He smiled as he came around the couch and sat down. 

"Hey sweetie," Sarah whispered. Beth was snoring quietly, her head laying on Sarah's chest. "How was your date?"

"Well, she's definitely not the same old Emily that I remember."

"Oh yeah? How so?"

"Well, a lot happened out in California, and her mom ran off with someone else, to New York, she said. Emily flunked out of school out there, and her dad couldn't afford to keep sending her, so she came back here."

"Poor Emily. Any idea why she failed out of school?" Sarah asked, concerned. 

Mike nodded. "Boyfriend problems," he said, reluctant to say more. "Guess I'll turn in." 

"Before you go," Sarah said as he started to rise. "I was thinking; we can go look for another vehicle tomorrow, if you'd like."

Mike smiled. "I'm guessing there was no saving my old truck?"

Sarah cast him a sympathetic wince. "Sorry Mike," she said, shaking her head. 

He shrugged, glad that his parents had left them so well taken care of. Sarah was great with their money and investments, ensuring that they'd have plenty of financial assets to take care of any problems, like needing a new truck. 

"Tomorrow after class then?" he asked. 

Sarah nodded and smiled. "It'll be Friday right?"

Mike smiled and turned again, heading for the stairs. "You need help with Beth?" he asked, although he knew that he was still a little too fragile to be much help. 

"Nah, thanks," Sarah smiled. "It's nice holding one of my girls."

Mike nodded and turned. "Night."

"Night, sweetie."

The quiet sounds of the TV faded as he headed up the stairs and to his room. His desk lamp was shining from beneath the door to his room, and he quietly pushed the door open. Danni looked up from her spot on the bed, smiling as she peered at him over the top of her book. 

Mike raised a hand and waved quickly, heading towards his dresser, peeling his shirt off and reaching for a fresh pair of boxers to sleep in. As he finished dressing for bed, Danni was laying her book down and scooted over to her side of the bed. She was wearing an old shirt of his, her soft skin looking pale in the dim light of the room. Her hair was tied in a ribbon. Mike stopped and cocked his head curiously. 

"What's wrong?" she said, seeing his expression of confusion. 

"I... I remember something."

Danni couldn't contain the hopeful look on her face. "What is it?" she asked hurriedly. "Are you okay?"

Mike nodded and gestured towards her hair. "The ribbon. I... can't place it..."

Danni smiled and nodded, remembering very well the night that she'd dressed up for him, a ribbon in her hair, the night of the camera. 

Mike was scouring his mind, and once again he had a flash of an image of a tiny version of himself banging hands and head on the windows of a door-less room. It was gone in a flash and replaced with an image of Danni, hair curled up in the ribbon, her finger in her mouth biting it sexily. 

Mike shook his head, the image disappearing. "What the fuck is wrong with me," he said, not intending it to be out loud. 

Danni, her hopes dwindling, threw her covers back and patted the bed beside her, misunderstanding what he was saying. "You'll remember soon enough," she said. She'd almost called him lover, but held it back just in time. 

Mike, glad that she couldn't know what images had flashed through his mind, nodded and smiled, laying down in the bed beside her. He faced away from her this time, and Danni, wishing that he'd wrapped his arms around her, resigned herself to turning over and going to sleep. 

After a few minutes of silence, Danni turned back over and looked at Mike, his eyes were closed and he breathing grew deeper, his mouth open. She loved the way his face looked when he slept, and loved to watch it even more. The muscular yet soft contours of his jaw and neck, his brown hair, his scruffy face, desperately needing a shave. His breathing was slow and rhythmic. It was comforting for Danni, hearing it night after night. She doubted she could sleep without him next to her, hearing his breathing, smelling him, feeling his weight, his presence near her. It was almost too much to bear not being able to lean over and kiss him. A single tear dropped onto her pillow as she turned over. 

The movement of Danni's settling roused Mike slightly. He reached out, and his free arm around Danni's waist, pulling her close. 

Danni put a hand to her mouth and covered a smile, the tears of sorrow turning to tears of happiness. Part of him still remembered, she knew. Sighing happily, she let sleep take her, before MIke turned over and released his hold on her. 

****** 

Sun pierced the morning air, pushing through the curtains and dancing about the room. It was getting a little colder in the mornings, and there was a definite chill in the air as Mike slowly swam up out of his dream. Slowly opening his eyes, he saw locks of brown hair, close, incredibly close. 

'Danni,' he thought. He felt her warm softness pushed up against his chest, their legs bent together, her breathing synced with his, in... out. He had to admit, however awkward this felt, or how dirty his dreams got, this felt really nice waking up next to her, and her not heaving something heavy at him. He inhaled deeply and had a flash of soft lips on his own. Curious, he inhaled again, and then again, drawing in her scent, so feminine and sweet, mysterious and alluring. Though it made him feel like a complete pervert, he had to admit that it felt really nice to sleep next to his big sister. She was just so warm and soft, it made him not want to move, just so she'd stay next to him longer and he could experience this warmth and affection coming from her. Is that what it was? Affection? He could definitely feel how she was pushing up against him, almost as if she needed him next to her. It made him feel... manly, needed, necessary. It seemed familiar to him somehow, but he couldn't remember feeling it before. It must have been a memory from before the accident. 

Danni stirred next to him, and Mike froze. His dick was as hard as a rock, his body performing its night ritual of making sure all of his equipment still performed. As a guy he knew that there wasn't a hard-on that he'd have all day that was hard impressive as morning wood. It was the best time to masturbate, if you could manage it before you had to do your morning duties. He threw that idea out the window though, when he realized where his cock was wedged. It was sticking straight out from his body, wedged firmly between Danni's cheeks. She straightened her legs as she began to slowly surface from her slumber. 

The soft brunette form next to him sighed in her sleep and pushed her hips back, the tip pushing forwards, poking out from between her legs, underneath the covers. Mentally face-palming, Mike groaned inwardly and silently raged at how to get out of this predicament. 

Danni groaned again and pushed back, still seemingly asleep. 'Shit,' he thought. 'She must think I'm an old boyfriend or something.' He had to get out of there, there were no two ways about it. 

Mike pulled his cock from between her legs and stood quickly, opening the door and heading towards his bathroom, praying that no one would be in it. The door was cracked, but the light was off. Offering a silent prayer, Mike looked at the ceiling and mouthed a thank you, before disappearing behind the bathroom door to take a cold shower, a very, very cold shower. 

Back in his room, Danni was grinning in bed. She'd been awake for several minutes, enjoying the feeling of him, and had been aware of his erection. A naughty streak had struck her and she decided to push her luck. The tip of his cock had pushed tightly against her opening, popping against and then passing it, sliding forwards, rubbing against her clitoris for a brief second. 

The old Danni would have teased him mercilessly about it. Then again, the old Danni wouldn't have been sleeping in the same room, let alone the same bed as her little brother. Little brother, could he really be called that anymore? He was physically larger than her, could pick her up and throw her if he wanted. He could make her squeal with pleasure if he wanted... if only he could remember that they'd been fucking. It was almost as if he were her big brother rather than her 'little'€・brother. All she had over him now was age. 

Giggling happily, she forced herself from her lover's bed and headed downstairs to push Sarah out of the shower, stopping to grab Mike's camera and its incriminating photos, intending to hide it somewhere in her room. 

****** 

An hour later, Mike was dressed and sitting at the kitchen table, enjoying some breakfast when Emma came downstairs. She was wearing what looked like yoga pants and matching shirt, her athletic form clearly visibly in the tight material. Mike swallowed hard as she headed to the fridge, her ass bouncing slightly and flexing back and forth. Bending over with her legs straight, she reached into the fridge. 

At the sink, Sarah covered her mouth and quietly shook her head, giggling silently to herself.

"Ass,"

Mike whirled his head around and looked behind him. "What the hell was that?"

Four feminine heads turned and looked at him. 

"You didn't hear that?" He asked. Their expressions answered his question for him. "Never mind," he said, returning to his breakfast. 'I'm losing my shit,' he thought. He'd heard something, he was sure. It was quiet though, far off. Like someone yelling at him in a rainstorm or something. 

"So, Sarah mentioned that you were going to look at trucks today?" Emma asked. 

Mike, pushed back into the conversation, swallowed his food and nodded. "Yeah, that's the plan. After class, I think."

"Any idea what you are gonna get?" Beth asked, sipping some of her fruit smoothie. 

"Probably the same kind," Mike said with a shrug. 

"What color?" Sarah asked. 

"I dunno," Mike shrugged, disinterested. "Same color I guess."

"Aw, come on, dude," Emma said, punching him in the shoulder, drawing a groan and a wince of pain. "Live a little, you can change colors."

Irritated, Mike smacked her in the stomach with the back of his hand, drawing a wince and groan. "Okay, you're right, I'll change colors."

Emma still groaning at the hit, turned and smacked him in the back of his head as she sat in her chair.

"So what color?"Beth asked. 

"Fuck's sake," Mike said. "Piss yellow, okay! I'm gonna get them to paint the ugliest yellow I can find."

Beth cocked her head, very "Beth-like" and looked at him curiously. "Why would you want an ugly truck?"

Groaning Mike stood as they all had a good laugh at his expense, and he headed towards his room to grab his backpack and its heavy weight of back pain and muscle aches, before heading down and sitting in Emma's car. 

"Aw come on Mikey," Sarah called. "We love you," all four sisters finished together, crooning sarcastically. 

Giggling, Emma finished her apple and grabbed her bag, heading out after her twin. 

"So how did your date go?" she asked. 

Mike ignored her for a second, but decided to let it go. "It was fine, but Emily is... different."

"Yeah, I kinda got that feeling from you, twin intuition I guess. It seems like you still like her, but something's changed hasn't it."

Mike nodded. "California was hard on her. It was... life changing, here and there."

Emma nodded. That had been the impression she'd gotten from her twin. "I know you two weren't ever really in love," she said. "What happened out there?"

Mike shrugged, Emma was patient however. She knew he'd eventually tell her, there were no secrets among twins. Well, almost none, she thought. 

"She met a guy out there," he said. 

"Does that bother you?" Emma asked, glancing over and trying to get a feeling for his reaction. 

Mike shook his head. "No, I expected it. Like you said, we were never really in love. I don't think I ever opened myself up to her enough."

Emma nodded and turned back to the road. 

"He was her first, but that doesn't bother me either. Actually, none of what she told me bothers me in the way you might expect. It's kinda weird. I mean, the stuff he convinced her to do... thinking about it makes me angry, but I care about her and I won't judge her harshly over stuff like that."

Emma turned and looked at him, and Mike suddenly remembered that she had no idea what he'd been told. 

"Shit," he said. "Sorry. I forgot you didn't know the history. Emily said that this guy was weird. He was normal at first, she said. He was caring and tender their first time, but after that, he kept asking her to let him bring other girls to sleep with them. She figured, what the hell its college and tried it. Apparently she loved it, because she kept doing it. He started to bring his friends over and have threesomes and eventually she got a reputation as a girl who would try anything."

"EMILY?" Emma said, shocked. "She was such a pure, Christian girl! I mean, how many times did she try to get you to persuade me to come to church?"

Mike nodded. "I know. Eventually she went to a party and got drunk for the first time. She passed out and the next thing she remembered, she was surrounded by naked guys, most of them doing something to her. She said that was the only part she really regretted, other than her first time not being with me. She said that she'd flunked out and had only been interested in sex."

Emma turned onto the road leading to the University.

"Meanwhile," Mike continued, "She said her parents split up. Her mom started cheating on her dad and ran off to New York or something. Her dad couldn't keep up with California out of state tuition and she'd flunked out anyways. So she's home, for good."

"Well, good," Emma said. "She belongs here in Texas. I'm glad she's back." As she spoke, Emma realised that she meant it. She didn't feel threatened by Emily, which was really odd, considering that Emily now seemed to occupy the attention that Emma and her sisters had lately enjoyed. 

"Me too," Mike said. "Even if we don't start dating, I'll be able to keep an eye on her here, and keep her safe."

Emma smiled as the pulled into a parking spot. "Just as long as you don't forget to keep an eye out for your sisters," she said. 

Mike turned and smiled. "Always. You girls are always my first priority."

As he finished, Emma turned and got out of her car, and Mike couldn't help but stare at her ass as she bent forwards slightly. 

'I'm fuckin' nuts,' he thought. 

* * * * * 

When Mike and Emma returned home from school that afternoon, they saw Sarah sitting at the kitchen table. 

"You guys ready to go look at a new truck?" she asked. 

A few hours later, Mike pulled back into the driveway with his brand new blue Ford. They had gotten a decent deal at the dealership, especially after Sarah had pulled an inspired ace and told the salesman about the recent wreck. 

Mike was adamant about the color, and no matter how much Emma prodded him, he wouldn't change it. After all the paperwork had been signed, and the check had been written, Mike drove with Emma while Sarah followed behind. 

When they got home, Beth was in the kitchen making something with Danni. After a few minutes looking over his new truck, they all went back inside. The evening progressed like any normal family's routine: supper, a few hours of TV, followed by sleep. 

Mike trudged upstairs after ensuring that everything was locked down tight, and knocked on his own door, not wanting to walk in on Danni changing. 

"Come in," Danni called softly. 

Mike entered and began to pull off his blue jeans, careful to keep his boxer briefs firmly in place. Danni was still in her own clothes however, and was poking around in his closet. After a few seconds, she finally turned. "Do you have an old shirt I can wear?" 

Mike nodded, pulling his shirt over his head and tossing it towards the dirty clothes hamper. "Sure, I've got the perfect one." He pulled open a drawer on his dresser and rummaged around, pulling out a shirt that had clearly seen better days. "Wait, let me get something else," he said quickly. The shirt had several holes and would barely contain her curves, causing him no end of discomfort. 

"No," she said, reaching forth and snatching the shirt from his hands. "This will be fine," she said, a little too quickly. Mike, clad only in his underwear, quickly turned and headed to his side of his bed. He pulled the sheet over himself just as Danni turned and began to undress, as if he wasn't even in the room. Very slowly, very deliberately she undid the button on her shorts, turning to the side and slowly sliding them down over her smooth legs. Her panties, pink from what he could tell by the lamplight, thankfully stayed in place. She straightened them anyways, and lifted the edges of her shirt up, slowly pulling it up and over her head. Reaching behind her, she undid the pink bra and pulled it off, heading to the dresser where she'd left a brush. Gently brushing out the tangles, she was keenly aware of her brother's eyes on her. 

Mike knew he should look away, but couldn't tear his eyes from her. She was gorgeous, almost breathtaking in the pale light of his bedside lamp. She looked so soft, so feminine, her sleek muscles tensing and flexing beneath her smooth skin as she brushed her dark locks. Mike felt his cock start to harden and swallowed hard as she turned back towards the bed, reaching over and grabbing the old A&M shirt and pulling it over her torso. There were several holes in the shirt, one noticeably beneath one of her breasts, the curve pushing out. 




Just the Six of Us Ch. 23



"There we go," she said, smoothing the bottom of the shirt out. 

"You sure you don't want something that fits better?"

"This is soft, and its fine," she said, peering down. 

"It's... got holes," he stammered. 

Danni giggled and nodded. "Yeah, but it's just skin and breasts. Nothing you haven't seen before, silly."

Mike nodded. 'Yep, just breasts,' he thought. 'Wait, that wasn't right,' he thought. "Yeah, I've seen breasts, but you're my sister."

Danni shrugged and pulled the sheet back, intending to crawl in beside him. Mike moved to cover his hard on, and Danni couldn't suppress a giggle. "It's okay Mike,"she said. "You're my brother and I love you."

She leaned over, placing one leg over him and leaning forwards, her breasts against his chest. "It's natural Mike. I notice it every morning, you don't have to be embarrassed. I'm not going to start teasing you about it."

She leaned up and kissed him on the forehead, bringing her other leg up and laying it beside his body, effectively straddling him, his cock pushing against her tender parts, though she seemed to be ignoring that fact. "I'm not the same old Danni that you remember, our relationship has... changed."

Mike nodded, "I know."

"Are you okay?" she asked, relishing the feeling over his erection pressing against her. 

"Mmm hmm," he said, his eyes closed. Danni hugged him again and slid off, turning over and giggling to herself. It wasn't fair, she told herself. She so desperately wanted to slide her panties off and let him in, but she knew she couldn't. 

Mike groaned to himself. It had indeed felt heavenly, but he knew it was wrong. Wasn't it? She was his sister, it had to be wrong. 'Why the hell does it feel so damn nice being near her, then, genius,' he thought. 

Mike's dreams that night were of Danni. She was torturing him, though it wasn't painful torture. She would tear his clothes off and run her fingernails down his skin, almost to his cock before his clothes would appear. Then she would be lowering herself slowly towards his manhood, before raising up just out of reach again. 

****** 

Early the next morning, Mike awoke with a face full of brown locks, inhaling her sweet smell. He felt her soft form tucked up next to him, her warmth seeping into him as she slept, and how soft her skin was from her waist to the feminine rise of her hips. 

Mike rose quickly, lest he repeat yesterday's morning wood shenanigans and headed off to the shower. His body was healing quickly, he noticed, looking at his torso in the mirror and reached for his shaving cream and razor. 

There was a quiet knock on the door, and a slight creak as a blonde head poked in as it swung open. Beth, also wearing an old shirt of Mike's, smiled and opened the door. Mike nearly cut himself shaving as she came in, glad only in a bra and panties. 

"Goddamn, Beth," Mike stuttered, averting his eyes. 

Beth looked down at herself, feigning Beth-like ignorance. "Something wrong? I just need a shower."

"Nn... no," Mike stuttered as she entered and reached into the shower, turning on the water. As she leaned over, her breasts wobbled slightly as her arm twisted the knob. She turned as the room began to fill up with steam, waiting for the water to be warm enough, and then turned away from Mike, reaching behind her to unclasp the bra caging her perfect breasts. 

Mike, drooling like a fool, finally shook himself from his boob-filled reverie and tried to avert his eyes as Beth began to peel her panties off, quickly stepping into the shower and gasping as the hot water hit her skin. 

Mike quickly finished shaving and headed back to his room to get dressed. After pulling clean clothes on, he reached for his cell and thought about texting Emily. Glancing at the clock, he decided that it wasn't too early and sent her a quick text, asking if she'd like to get together tonight. She responded quickly, saying that it would be fun if they went to dinner. 

Mike sent a smiley face back, and told her he'd call her later before setting the phone down and heading downstairs. He spent the rest of the morning and afternoon outside, cleaning the pool, mowing, doing other outside work. His thoughts lingered on Danni, however, and he began to feel ashamed. His imagination kept drifting to images of Emma's ass, or Beth undressing to get into the shower. He felt like a pervert, and pushed himself harder, trying to work out the sexual frustration, though his bones and muscled still ached with every move, he needed the distraction of the pain. 

Late that afternoon, Mike put away the hedge trimmer and wound the extension cord back up, locked the tool shed up and headed inside to shower. As he entered, Emma was coming in the front door from a run, followed by Danni. Both girls looking sweaty, and tired. Mike stood transfixed as they kicked off shoes and pulled t-shirts off of sweaty bodies until they were in running shorts and sports bras. Finally prying his eyes away, he turned and headed upstairs to shower. 

Danni grinned and nodded after Mike's retreating form to Emma, who caught the wink and knew what Danni was implying. Time to torture the little brother a bit. Grinning, Danni turned and headed to the shower that she and Sarah shared. 

Mike was pulling the bathroom door closed when Emma stuck her hand in, pushing it open as Mike scowled at her. "Dibs," he said. 

"Mm hmm," Emma said. "You don't need help pulling that sweat soaked shirt off?"

"No," Mike said, lamely. 

Emma looked at him blankly, and pushed her way inside, not to be deterred. 

Sighing, Mike turned and moved back towards the shower. He'd just have to deal with it, he supposed. There was no way he could tell anyone about being turned on by his sisters. It was too weird. 

He felt Emma move quietly up behind him and then felt the soft touch of her fingertips near the bottom of his sweaty shirt, gently pulling upwards and peeling the damp garment off of his torso. Groaning, he lifted his arms as she pulled it over his head and tossed it into the laundry basket. He turned, expecting her to be leaving the room at that point, but she pushed his shoulder turning him back away from her before hooking her fingers in the tops of his shorts and pulling down. 

Mike grasped quickly at his pants as she started to pull. "Em, what the fuck?"

"I'm helping you, doofus. I've seen you naked hundreds of times, we're twins remember."

Mike eyed her suspiciously over his shoulder and sighed, releasing his hold on his shorts. 

Grinning to herself, Emma turned him around and pulled down, "accidently" pulling his boxers with the shorts and leaving Mike covering his manhood, clad only in socks. 

"Wow, nice socks," Emma teased. 

"Eat it," Mike said, heading to the shower. The steam from the hot water was filling the bathroom. 

"Hurry up, I need one too," she said, as he clicked the door closed. Mike groaned from the shower as the water hit his back and shoulders. It felt incredible, but the ache from his muscles was too much and he started to exit. 

Emma had peeled her shorts off and was clad in her sports bra and panties, her sweat slicked body gleaming in the bathroom light. Mike groaned again, not from the aches this time, however. 

Emma turned and feigned a look of concern. "Still sore, bro?" she asked. 

Mike nodded, reaching for a towel and starting to exit the shower. 

"Wait, nasty ass! You didn't even shower yet!" Emma yelled. "Just stay there, I'll help you, Jesus."

Mike tried to say something to decline the offer, but all that came out was another groan as a pain shot through him. 'Maybe working outside all day wasn't such a great idea,' he thought. 

The door opened wider, and Emma, still in her sports bra and underwear and holding a washcloth, stepped in. 

"Turn towards the water," she said, reaching for the soap bottle. Mike nodded, still covering his dick and faced away from her. He was grateful that she'd kept her clothes on, at least. Mike felt the washcloth begin to rub down his body, and truthfully, it felt extremely nice. Emma seemed to be massaging him while she washed him down and cleaned his body. Her hands moved from his head and neck down to his shoulders, back and finally his buttocks. 

"Here," she said, reaching for his hand and putting the washcloth in it. "Wash your own ass," she said exiting the shower and grabbing another washcloth. 

She stopped just outside the door as Mike tossed the washcloth into the basket, having finished washing what she'd said. "Thanks for the help," he said, starting to pull the shower closed. 

"I'm not done yet, genius," she said, hopping into the shower again. Mike groaned again. Emma bent down and washed Mike's legs, her fingers rubbing the soapy rag over his sore muscles, kneading and pushing as she cleaned the sweat away. "Turn around," she said. 

Mike obeyed, but kept his hands covering his groin. 

"Here, hold this for a second," she said, holding out the rag. Mike grabbed it with one hand and swore softly to himself she began to reach up and peel off her own top. 

"Em, what the hell..." he said. 

"What, I'm soaked and this thing is starting to constrict. You've seen me naked," she retorted. 

Mike closed his eyes for a second, but opened them again quickly and found himself staring down at her small apple sized breasts, her nipples erect. She turned to the side and began to peel off her soaked panties, tossing both over the shower door. 

"There, much better," she said. "Turn towards me," she commanded, snatching the rag from his hand again and reaching for the soap. 

Mike tried to close his eyes, or tear them from her body but he was transfixed. If she noticed him gawking at her, she didn't say anything. 

She began to scrub him down again, starting at his shoulders, moving downwards from his neck to his chest and to his stomach, then to his sides and back up. 

"Lift your arms," she commanded, intending to wash his armpits. Seeing his hesitation, she reiterated her command. "Lift!"

Sighing, Mike did as he was told, his semi-erect cock flopping out from his grasp and bobbed up and down. Emma smiled to herself and began to wash her brother, running the rag in his armpits and scooting as close as she could while she scrubbed, moving back over his chest as the warm water cascaded down around them. She squirted some more soap and lowered herself to her knees as she began to wash his legs, seemingly oblivious of the cock bouncing upwards as it hardened, barely two inches from her face. Mike lowered his arms and tried to cover his dick up again, but it wasn't having any of that nonsense and poked out from behind his fingers. 

"Sorry," she said as she suddenly reaching up with the rag and grasped his cock, stroking the soapy cloth over it, and then down, underneath to wash his balls. She seemed to ignore the look of consternation on his face and continued to stroke, pretending to wash. 

Mike was torn between pleasure and embarrassment, between was seemed wrong but felt so right. Emma continued to slowly stroke him as she stood up and moved close to him. 

"My turn," she said, withdrawing her hand from his rock hard cock and handing him the rag. She turned around and stood, her ass brushing against his bobbing cock. When he didn't respond, she turned and nodded her head. "Soap, rag, water, wash. I cleaned you, now you return the favor. We'll call it even."

Mike, desperate to try and think about something other than Emma's hand on his cock, or her face two inches from the tip, gladly squirted some soap onto the cloth and began to scrub her down, moving down her body and to her ass. As he continued to scrub, she noticed how long he was taking cleaning her buttocks and giggled. 

"I think my ass is clean now," she said, and turned. "Now the front."

Mike, not thinking clearly, moved forwards and reached for more soap. As he did so the tip of his cock pushed forwards and brushed against Emma's pussy, touching just briefly before coming to a stop in her pubic hair. 

Mike, his brain overloaded, stood stupidly, his cock brushing gently against his twin, his arms holding soap and a rag. 

"You gonna finish me?" Emma asked. 

Mike shook himself back to the present and nodded, bringing the rag down between them and beginning to wash her shoulders, to her arms, and then her armpits and to her stomach, moving away from her breasts. 

Emma was going to say something, but decided to let it go, having his cock so close was hard enough not to grab him and force him inside her. 

Mike closed his eyes then as Emma took the rag from him. Placing it on a shelf in the shower, she wrapped her arms around her brother and pulled him close, his cock sliding forward between her legs as her pussy rubbed across the top of it. 

"I love you, Mike," she said, leaning down as the water ran down both of them. 

Once again, Mike had a single picture pop into his head for a split second before it was gone again. This time there the miniature version of himself in the tiny room with no door was standing still, his head in his palms, crying, or so it seemed. It too was gone in a flash. 

Mike, his brain doing somersaults, managed to mumble, "Me too," as Emma abruptly exited the shower, grabbing a towel and heading to her room. 

Mike, his cock hard as a rock, stood for a few minutes in the shower trying to figure out what the hell had just happened. Finally deciding that he was tired and had probably misinterpreted the whole episode, he left the bathroom and got dressed for his date with Emily. 

Choosing a blue polo shirt to go with his favorite pair of blue jeans, Mike kept returning to the past few days events. His sisters were deliberately showing him more attention than normal, and not just regular old sisterly attention. He wasn't going insane, they were being overtly sexual with him. He didn't begin to understand why. 

Mike sighed and headed downstairs towards his new truck. What the hell were they trying to accomplish? It felt good, that much was obvious, but were they actually trying to get him to do something with them, or were they just teasing him for fun? He couldn't focus, he realized, and shook the thoughts from his mind. 

Sarah was in the washroom when he poked his head in and told her goodbye. 

"Have fun on your date," she said, in the same old motherly tone that he'd grown accustomed to. 

"Thanks, I should be home pretty early," he said turning and heading for the door. 

He climbed up in his truck and smiled as it roared to life. He clicked on a classic rock station, and 'Kick Start My Heart' thundered through his new sound system. He smiled and pulled out of his driveway, heading towards Emily's house, but again thoughts of his sisters began to swirl around in his brain. He kept thinking of Beth getting naked in front of him, Danni's warmth soaking into him, or Emma, sweet, innocent, tomboyish Emma, being so damn sexy. 

Sighing, Mike shook his head yet again and tried to focus on driving. He soon arrived outside Emily's small house. He got out of the truck and went up to the door, knocking and waiting patiently. Emily's Dad opened the door and greeted him with a warm smile. 

"Hey Mike, how are you?" he asked politely as he held the door open for him. 

"Still a little sore, but otherwise I'm okay, sir," he replied politely. 

"Emily told me what happened," he said. "Let me know if there's anything I can do to help you guys."

"I appreciate that, but I'm just trying to piece things together from before the accident. I only lost about a year or so. You'd think it'd come back, but no luck yet,"he said, following the older man inside. 

"Well, give it time, I'm sure you'll remember," he said. 

Mike wanted to offer condolences, or to tell him how sorry he felt for his troubles, but it was clear that the man before him wasn't the same one that he remembered from when he'd dated Emily before. He seemed a shell of his former self, almost as if he'd blow over if you touched him. 

Emily came down from her room then, looking gorgeous in a red top. "I'll be home after dinner, daddy," she said, leaning over and kissing him on the cheek."

"Y'all have fun now," he called, as Emily and Mike headed towards the door to leave. 

Closing the door behind them, Mike led her to the truck and opened the door for her. Dinner was at a Mexican food restaurant this time, Emily's favorite, and the conversation was reminiscent of high school, of the dates they used to have, and what they were wanting to happen this time around. Both agreed that they'd like to start dating again. 

After dinner, Mike walked her to his side of the truck and was surprised when she leaned in for a kiss. Her lips were soft, and warm, inviting and tender, but there was something missing. Something didn't feel right when he kissed her. It didn't make sense. He'd kissed her hundreds of times, how could it not seem right. He pulled her close and ran a hand along her cheek and to the back of her head, as she whimpered softly in his arms. He knew she loved when he did that. 

"I really wish that my first time had been with you," she said, breaking the kiss and staring up at him."

Mike smiled and nodded. "I know. Me too."

"You know, I'm not the same innocent girl that you remember," she said, "But I'm not a slut either. Do you mind if we take it slowly, Mike? I don't mean to tease, but to be honest I don't really know how I feel about myself... physically. I said I'm not a slut, but who knows... maybe I am. Sexually I'm not sure whether I'm just more than averagly experienced from when I was away, or whether I'm tarnished, dirty. I'm sorry, I'm probably not making a lot of sense."

"We can take it as slow as you want," Mike replied, "and you're making a whole lot of sense. In fact, I'm reassured that you want to take the time to work out your feelings. To me that suggests that everything that happened hasn't erased the Emily I knew."

"Will you kiss me again?" she asked quietly.

Smiling, Mike nodded and leaned in, his lips pushing against hers.

The little image of the himself in the locked room flashed into his mind again. This time, however, the image didn't fade. Mike tried to focus on Emily, but couldn't. The picture in his head changed, and suddenly the image of himself was charging towards one of the windows. At the moment of impact a searing pain hit him, and he broke the kiss with Emily, breaking the kiss and grabbing the sides of his head. "Ouch," he said, his eyes squeezed shut. 

"You okay?" Emily asked, concern in her voice. 

Mike nodded and raised his head again. "Yeah, just a pain in my head," he said. The image of himself picked itself off the ground and backed against the wall again. 

He leaned down and kissed her again, then opened her door and helped her into the truck. He walked around and got in as she scooted close to him and laid her head against his shoulder. 

Mike put an arm around her as they sat in the parking lot and they kissed again.

In his head, the image charged the window again and smashed into it, a small crack appearing. He grasped his head for a second, but the pain wasn't as intense that time and he dropped his hand back to where it was around her shoulders. 

They kissed and cuddled for a few more moments then Mike started the truck. At that moment, the Voice finally broke free of his mental prison. The memories of the previous year flooded back. 

"OH MY GOD IT SUCKED IN THERE!" the voice yelled in his head. 

Mike groaned in pain as his head spun. Memories flooded back. Danni, Sarah, Emma, Beth, he remembered all of it. 

"Oh, my god," he muttered. Emily glanced up, concerned as she saw the look of pain on her face. 

"Mike, what is it?"

"I remember," he groaned through gritted teeth. 




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Emily rubbed his shoulder with her hands. "That's good, isn't it? But you're in pain..."

He remembered making love to Danni, night after night, and Emma, her need for him to be dominant. He remembered Sarah, and fucking her in the washroom, and in her room. He remembered Beth in the shower, and finally knew why his sisters were tormenting him. 

"How the hell could I forget all that?" he asked out loud. 

"Can I help?" Emily asked. 

Mike shook his head and tried to breathe deeply. The pain finally subsided, just as quickly as it had come, and he looked up. "Wow," he breathed. 

He didn't begin to try and understand what the hell had just happened or how he'd remembered everything. 'The girls must be going through hell,' he thought. 

"Emily, I'm really sorry, but I think I better get some rest," he said, pulling the truck into gear. 

"Of course," she said. "Whatever will make you feel better."

"It's been a great evening," he said. "Tthings feel really good. I could have kissed you all night long, you know... but I just got a lot of stuff back and I need time to work it all out. These damn headaches... make it hard to function." 

Emily smiled and kissed him. "No problem, hun," she said. 

Mike knew that she cared about him, and he surely cared about her, but where would she fit into his life with his sisters? 

Mike smiled and kissed her forehead, pulling out of the restaurant and headed towards Emily's house. He'd have a lot to think about in the next few days. 

As he walked her up to the house, she turned and smiled, leaning in for another kiss. "It's really good to be back here," she said, nuzzling close so Mike could hold her tight."

"It does feel good," he agreed. "I missed you."

"I'm glad you got your memories back," she said squeezing him. 

Mike smiled. "Me too."

Pulling away from him, she turned and opened her door. "Thank you for dinner. Text me soon," she said, turning and closing the door. 

"I don't think I'll ever understand you. I mean, you haven't gotten any for weeks, since you've not been hearing what the fuck I've been saying. I've been locked away with all these damn memories and the first opportunity you get for some action you sit on your fucking hands."

'She wasn't ready," Mike thought to the Voice. 'You know, I didn't remember that I was actually fucking my sisters...'

"Details man, now get back home and fuck one of them, hell all of them. It's time for some payback."

'Payback?' Mike asked. 

"Hell yeah bro, payback."

Mike pulled away from Emily's house and began the short trip home. 

'What do you need payback for?' 

"We," the voice corrected. "We need payback for the torture they've been putting us through, this time and last time. Don't you remember the shower this morning? That twin of yours definitely needs a fucking spanking. See, we can just pretend that we haven't recovered your memories and seriously fuck with their heads this time." 

'You know, normally you're a fucking idiot,' Mike said, after thinking about it for a few minutes. 'This time, however, syou have a point, I have to admit.' 

"Hell yeah, bro, you can say that again."

'So back to the situation we find ourselves in, what the hell happened to my memories, and to you for that matter?' 

"You were in an accident man. Your brain got bruised or some shit. I'm not a scientist, I'm a horny inner voice. I'm guessing that while your brain repaired itself, access to some memories and some more colorful parts of your personality were disabled. This was rationalized in your own brain by the images you kept seeing of a miniature version of yourself, me, locked in a room with no doors."

Mike was silent for a few long moments. 'That makes sense,' he said at length as he pulled up to his house. 

"Alright, champ, you haven't jerked off in weeks, and you are one horny son of a bitch. Danni is in that house somewhere, pussy wet and ready, waiting, no... begging to be fucked by you. She can't get enough of your dick, man, she's ready for you."

'Hell yeah,' Mike said. 

"Just don't let the other sisters know that you are back again!"

'You, sir, are on fire tonight,' Mike thought. 

"Thanks bro, now go get fuckin'."

Mike hopped out of his truck and unlocked the door to the house. There wasn't anyone in the kitchen, or the living room, and it seemed that everyone had turned in early. He slowly and quietly headed upstairs and to his room. Danni was in bed, her small form curled up in one of his old t-shirts. Smiling, he kicked his shoes off quietly, and began to remove his clothes. 

Danni turned over in the darkness and froze for a second, before Mike's voice pierced the darkness. "It's just me, lover," he said. 

"Mmmm, good," she mumbled, sleepily. "You scared me for a second." She was still for a second before she sat up in bed and looked directly at him, barely making out his form in the dim light of the moon leaking in from the window. "What the hell did you call me?"

Mike grinned and fell upon her, his lips finding hers and his hands literally tearing the flimsy shirt from her body. 

"Oh, baby... you remember don't you!" she whispered loudly. Mike chuckled and reached for the shirt that he'd just ripped from her body. 

"The things I'm going to do to you tonight, are to be kept between us, and you'll need to be quiet," he said, rolling the shirt up and beginning to wrap it around her head. 

"I duh fink I caln," she said around the tattered remnants of his shirt, a grin plastered to her face. 

"Hence the reason for the gag," he grinned, leaning down and kissing her neck and slowly moving lower, his lips brushing against her skin from her ear, down lower to her neck and across her throat to her other ear. He kissed her clavicle and moved across to her other shoulder, his hands moving downwards to pull her panties off. 

"You see," he said, "I'm going to be getting some payback from the other three for torturing me these past few days, and for the last time they tortured me. They are seriously going to get it," he grinned, his lips dropping to a nipple and drawing it gently into his mouth. Danni gasped around her gag. 

"Oh, fuck," she slurred. 

"You must be so horny, baby," he said. "Don't worry, I'll take care of you," he said, his lips moving across her breasts and down her stomach, not rushing, just moving methodically and deliberately, taking his time. He wanted her orgasm to be so powerful that she literally blacked out. 

Moving slowly downwards, he kissed the tops of her hips, the crease in her legs, and lower to her thighs. She groaned in anticipation, desperately trying to open her legs and push his head between them. 

"Oh, god, please," she slurred around the gag. 

Mike chuckled again, "Don't worry love, I'll get there."

He moved lower, kissing every inch of her left leg, and then starting back up on the right. Danni was writhing under his touch, partly from being unbelievably turned on, and partly from the anticipation. 

Mike pulled his boxers off then and moved his lips back to her stomach. She arched her back again, desperate to feel his tongue on her pussy, 

"Please," she squeaked out quietly. 

Mike smiled and finally relented, his tongue making a line from her belly button to her pussy, flattening and growing broad and wide as he ran it down her slit, pushing gently inwards before moving back up across her clitoris. 

"Chwist in Heaveln," she groaned from around her gag. Mike grinned and wrapped his strong arms around her thighs, pulling her close as he gently tongued her pussy, his tongue pressing in and then flattening against her clitoris, and then alternating by sucking it in his mouth with just the right amount of pressure. 

Groaning, she reached down with one hand and pushed his head harder into her pussy, the other reaching for a pillow to stifle her sounds. 

"MM CMMMNG," he heard from beneath the pillow and felt her start to twitch, her muscles flexing and convulsing as he sucked gently on her clit. 

"OH MY GOD," she moaned. 

Mike moved quickly while she was still writhing beneath him, moving up and placing his cock at the entrance to her pussy, wetting the tip and sliding it in quickly. 

"Sweet Chwist," she slurred around the gag as she felt his length push into her. "God I've beeln wanting to feel that agailn."

Mike groaned in pleasure as ecstasy crashed down on him. He slid deeply into her, wrapping her legs around him and lifting her gently off the bed, sliding her up as he slid off the bed, standing with her in his arms, lifting up as he slid out of her and then pulling her back down, deeply on to his rock-hard cock. 

Danni was emitting guttural sounds at this point, having lost the ability to speak in her absolute pleasure. She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned her head forwards as orgasms continued to cause her pussy to convulse on him, and still he lifted her up again, gently pulling her down on his cock, more waves of pleasure crashing over her. 

Mike slid her up again and pulled her gently downwards, his cock sending millions of points of pleasure careening through both of them as he pushed in as far as he could. 

"Fuck, so deelp," she cried, biting at the gag. 

Mike thrust a final time before his own orgasm thundered into him. "Oh, shit," he cried, sliding her quickly up and down on him, her own orgasm strengthening into pulse pounding madness, everything going blurry as she felt his hot seed crash into her and she began to go black, pleasure replacing every sensation until she couldn't feel, couldn't move anymore, every action causing a new flood of pleasure. 

Mike gently laid down on the bed, pulling her with him still inside. She clung to his body, their breathing coming in ragged gasps. Finally Mike reached up and gently pulled the gag from her mouth, his lips encasing hers in a tender kiss. 

"God, I love you," he said. 

Danni tried to tell him the same, but all that came out was gibberish, which caused Mike to chuckle. 

"Sleep, my love. We'll talk tomorrow."

Danni nodded, more than happy to fall asleep atop her lover, still impaled by his throbbing cock. 

Mike grinned and began to drift off to sleep. 

"This is going to be one hell of a fun time," the voice said. "Goddamn its good to be back!"



Just the Six of Us Ch. 24



Finally! I know you guys have been waiting for a long, long time, and for that I sincerely apologize. I truly hope that this chapter lives up to your expectations, but just remember that I'm not ending this without a proper ending. I'm not abandoning this story, contrary to popular feedback. Finally, no... I don't know when 25 is coming out.

For Lynn and Carol

You email truly touched me.

Thank you to Dexter for the edits!

Chapter 24

"Wake the fuck up man! We got shit to do!"

Mike heard the voice, and was vaguely aware of light beginning to peek in through the window. A heavy form was pressing down on him.

'Danni,' he thought, smiling. Her soft form felt comfortable on top of him, her dark hair laying around his neck, her breathing coming in deep, rhythmic sighs. 

"Hurry the fuck up and get up. Maybe you can fuck her quietly before the rest of the house wakes up, since you're so damn set on this revenge shit."

Mike laughed quietly, happily. He was so glad to be whole again. It felt like a cloud had lifted, or like someone had turned on the lights in a dark hallway he'd been stumbling down. He wrapped his arms around his sister, pulling her tightly to him. His cock had slid out and was hanging between his legs. Danni had one leg up and one leg straight, her head laying against his neck, her breathing deep and rhythmic. Her warm softness felt so wonderful to Mike. It was comforting, yet so very erotic. He squeezed her gently against him again, his arm wrapping around her waist and sliding her gently to the side, pulling her hips in line with his own as his cock began to bounce upwards, growing erect at the thought of her. 

His hands moved down to her luscious ass, gently kneading and squeezing, his cock growing ever more erect until it was pointing up between her ass cheeks. Mike smiled as he felt it reach full strength and began to try and gently slide it in. It was a little difficult to reach, in his current position, but as he slid Danni up slightly, it popped down underneath her and she settled back down atop it. He slid her towards his shoulders and head again and finally felt the tip of his cock pushing at her pussy. He began to gently push downwards on her hips, not releasing the pressure until he felt himself slide in gently. When the flesh of her pussy began to pull uncomfortably against his cock, he slid back out and began to slide in again, hoping her natural lubricant would have spread a little more.

Danni suddenly propped herself up on her arms and reached down. "Let me help there, lover," she said and shoved a finger in her pussy, pulling them back out a second later, and reaching down, spreading the juices over his ridiculously hard cock. "We've got so much fucking to make up for, I don't wanna have to wait."

Mike smiled and looked up at her, his hands on her hips pulling relentlessly towards his cock. "You won't ever have to wait again," he said, finally pulling hard enough to push the tip in. After it hit the freshly spread juices, it slid easily in, deeper. Mike groaned in time with Danni.

"Jesus, baby," Danni moaned softly. "Fuck, you have a wonderful cock," she groaned.

"Just try and be quiet," he reminded her. "We don't want to wake up the others."

Danni bit her lip as she raised herself up slightly, his cock emerging from her depths before sliding gently back inside. 

"Why do you want to keep you getting better a secret?" Danni asked. 

Mike pulled gently down on her hips again, his cock deep inside her as she sat atop him, he lowered his head to her breasts and gently brought a nipple into his mouth and nibbled gently.

"Well," he began, "I want to be able to pay those three back for all the torture they put me through the first time, and the second time as well. I plan on walking around the house all sweaty and buff from working out. I might even not try to hide any erections I have. Eventually I'll tell one of them, make love to her, and then keep torturing the others."

"So its a revenge thing," Danni said, her hips pushing down his cock as it slid smoothly in, each moment bringing more and more pleasure. "Fuck," she moaned. Sliding upwards, she was able to focus again. "What about me? I didn't need punishing?"

Mike grinned and suddenly pushed her off of him, turned her over and rolled over on top of her and entered her, this time from behind. He grabbed two handfuls of her brown locks and pulled gently, his cock sliding in to the hilt.

"Oh shit," she groaned 

"I never said I wasn't gonna punish you, babe," he laughed. "It's just going to be much more enjoyable right now for you than it's going to be for them."

Mike pulled her hair, pulling her back gently and sliding his cock in deeper. "Fuck, Jesus," she groaned as he slid into her. 

"I'll stick with you, thanks," Mike quipped. 

Danni turned her head and rolled her eyes at him.

Grinning he pulled more forcefully on her brown locks pushing deep inside her. His good nature eventually won out, he released his hold on her hair and moved his hands to her shoulders.

"Aww," Danni said, slightly disappointed. "I kinda like the hair pulling."

Grinning, Mike reached back up and pulled gently, but forcefully, his cock sliding in deeply again.

"Hell yes," Danni sighed, her ass slapping against his hips. "Remember, be quiet stud," He pulled hard again, his pelvis making contact with her beautiful ass as his cock delved into her reaching her core, he pulled back and repeated the move, again and again, as her orgasm began to build. She arched her back and raised up as he pulled harder on her hair. Not too painful, but just painful enough to push her to bliss.

She buried her face in the pillow and groaned in pleasure, as her pussy convulsed around Mike's steadily plunging cock. After many long moments, her orgasm subsided and she grinned back at Mike as he continued to plunge into her. 

"Goddamn this is gonna be a fun punishment," he said. 

She moved out from behind him, his cock sliding wetly out of her as she pushed up against the door and fell to her knees. She looked up at him with her gorgeous eyes as she gently wrapped her hands around his cock and began to kiss the tip. 

"Goddamn," he moaned as she was staring up at him, her gorgeous face loving the tip of his cock. She moved her tongue up over the slit and then down one side of the shaft then the other. The anticipation of her finally sliding it into her mouth drove him closer and closer to orgasm. Finally, she pulled back and opened her mouth, her eyes never leaving her brother's as she pulled his cock into her mouth and moved her hands around to his butt and pulled gently. His cock disappeared into her mouth and she took him deeply, impossibly deep. He felt the back of her throat and then she closed her eyes for a second and she forced it back, past the constrictive muscles there and deep into her throat. Pulling him out, she repeated the move, the tip sliding in easier the second time, and even easier the third. It wasn't halfway into the fourth plunge when she felt him tap her shoulder. She plunged him deep into her throat, her gaze unwavering. His cock began to burst forth his seed into her. Mike's face was contorted in pleasure, but he was clearly fighting to keep quiet. After several long moments of cum soaked pleasure, she finally released him and pulled him out of her throat, swallowing what cum had gotten into her mouth, as he finally stopped she inhaled taking a well deserved breath of air.

After several minutes of standing there allowing her to lick and suck at his sticky cock, Mike finally opened his eyes and smiled down at her. Danni winked and continued to lick and suck, probably content to remain down there all day, sucking and licking on her favorite part of him.

After a few minutes, Mike looked down again and she was still licking. "As much as I'd love for you to stay there all day, we do have to do other things today."

"Nah," she said, giggling. She licked one more time and pouted at him. "Alright, fine," she said with a sigh.

Mike smiled and turned to get dressed, Danni moving to retrieve some of his boxers from a drawer. Seeing her going through his underwear drawer, Mike rolled his eyes.

"How about some blue jeans and an old work shirt of mine, too," he said playfully.

"Oo, I think I like these," she said, holding up an old white jockstrap and placing it strategically at her crotch.

Mike turned and burst out laughing. "Man, I guess I still have that from football," he said between chuckles.

"What? You don't think it'll look good on me."

"Sweetie, you could make a potato sack look good," he said.

Danni scrunched up her face and peered at him. "So you are saying I'm so ugly the potato sack looks better than me?"

Mike turned and looked around at nothing for a second, his brain trying to work out just what had been said, and what it had intended to convey. 

"Wait, no I... uh..."

"Maybe I should handle the compliments."

Danni couldn't take it any longer and burst out laughing. "I'm kidding you big doofus, I know what you meant."

Mike smirked at her.

"But still, that was definitely a "Mike" compliment." Mike had a knack for accidentally insulting people when he meant to give them a compliment. The sisters called it a Mike compliment.

"Yeah yeah," he said, turning and grabbing at the jock strap. 

Danni danced out of reach and began to push a foot into one of the straps. "Stop, I wanna wear it!" she giggled excitedly.

Mike shook his head and reached for a pair of normal underwear, some boxer briefs and a white undershirt and turned to another drawer to get a pair of long shorts. Turning back to his grinning sister, he burst out laughing and quickly covered his mouth.

Danni had succeeded in pulling the jockstrap on, and the effect was ridiculous.

"Now that is hot," Mike said sarcastically. "That's a great idea, try and turn me on with my own underwear."

Danni danced around in a little circle, wiggling her butt at him. "What? You don't think I'm sexy anymore?"

Mike closed his eyes and shook his head.

Danni spread her legs a little bit and bent at the knees and began thrusting with her crotch towards him, moving forwards and scowling at him.

"Hey baby," she said in deeper voice. "You're so fuckin' hot girl, lemme play with your boobs," she said, thrusting her crotch at him and moving close.

Mike was laughing quietly, as she pushed him against the dresser.

"Just touch it, girl," she said deeply. "Just let me stick it in a little, just the tip, you're so fuckin' sexy girl."

Mike rolled his eyes and reached for another shirt.

"I'm on the rag," he said handing her the shirt. 

"That's okay sweet-tits," she said again, deeply. "That's what you're mouth is for, slut."

Mike burst out laughing as Danni finally stopped thrusting her imaginary dick against his leg. "Just for the record," Mike said, putting his arms around her and kissing her on the forehead, "you make a horrible guy."

"That was the most disturbing thing I've ever witnessed," the voice said.

"Aww, thanks slut," she giggled in her normal voice. Reaching for his offered shirt, she pulled it on and pulled off the jockstrap, grabbing at a blue pair of boxers.

Mike headed for the door to go to breakfast and turned back to her as he reached it. "It's good to be back," he said, turning the knob.

"It's unspeakably awesome to have you back," she said. "Just remember, I'm still sad that you can't remember anything, and you're still brain damaged."

Mike chuckled and crossed his eyes. "Howdy, I have brain damage" he said, quoting from Danni's favorite episode of Robot Chicken.

"Kick it over here Hi My Name is Ricky!" she responded with a smile and a giggle. He turned at the door and looked back. "By the way, you don't look very sad right now, you might want to work on that."

Danni frowned for a second and lowered her head, doing her best attempt to look sad before raising her gaze back to Mike. "How was that?" 

"Terrible, you look like you just had sex," he said.

Danni smirked at him and pointed a finger in his direction. "I wonder who's fault that is."

Mike chuckled and headed to breakfast, stopping just outside the door to remind himself that he had a plan, and needed to act like nothing had happened the night before.

He headed downstairs and into the kitchen. Sarah was at her customary place at the sink.

"Throw her down and fuck her!"

'Seriously man?' Mike thought. 

"Sorry, got a little over-excited. It's been awhile."

Mike stepped over to her and gave her a peck on the cheek. "Hey sis," he said.

Sarah turned from the dish she was washing and smiled. "Hey," she said. "How was your date with Emily? Did y'all have a good time?"

Mike smiled and moved to get a bowl of cereal. "It was good. Finally talked about us," he said, turning and peering at her briefly. There was hint of irritation in her face, but she didn't look upset.

"Good," she said, making the word sound like the exact opposite.

Mike chuckled quietly and sat to eat. "Still, I don't think we'll start dating. Too much has happened to her."

"I'm sorry hun," she said, not sounding very sorry. "I hope it works out between you two."

Mike set the bowl down on the table and moved behind Sarah, putting his hands on her shoulders and rubbing gently but forcibly. "You work too hard, Sarebear," he said massaging he shoulders. 

"Aww, you haven't called me that in forever, and good lord boy does that feel good." Sarah lowered her head as Mike rubbed, a low moan escaping her lips.

Emma and Beth came down the stairs at that moment and Mike turned from his shoulder massage and smiled at them, and then at Danni who appeared behind them. 

The conversation at breakfast tended to center around Mike's date with Emily, and the sister's were obviously pressing him for as much information as possible. Mike toyed with them, embellishing some parts of the story.

Sarah sat the last dish down and took off her apron, turned and headed for her room. As soon as she was out of ear shot, Danni leaned forward to her siblings. "So what are we doing for her birthday today?"

Beth raised her head and swallowed the mouthful of smoothie she was drinking. "I can check if they have any fresh crab at the store, and make that for her. I don't think she wants Red Lobster again."

Mike winced. "Shit," he said. "I completely spaced and forgot it was today. I've gotta go get her something. He felt a push on his leg and glanced down, Danni's bare foot was sitting in between his legs and her toes were pulling at the edge of his shorts. He glanced up at her and shot her a "Knock it off" look and tried to push her foot down. 

She wasn't having any of it and continued her assault on the opening in his shorts leg. "You can go today and find something for her," she said, still focused on the conversation. "Do y'all think she wants some kind of get together, or party?"

Emma shook her head. "I doubt it, honestly, she always insists on being the one to clean it all up after." 

"Yeah, I think not having a party for her is a present, honestly," Beth added.

Danni had finally succeed in pushing her toes into Mike's shorts and was rummaging around inside, finally scoring a hit as her big toe brushed against the tip of Mike's cock.

Mike closed his eyes for a second and coughed. "I think that's good," he said. "I'm guessing y'all already have gifts for her?" 

Knowingly, all three shook their heads yes. Mike wondered briefly why women were so damn good at remembering things and guys were so bad at it. 

"Boobs probably have something to do with it, bro."

Danni had succeeded in pushing Mike's cock to the side and along his shorts leg to where she could better access it from where she was sitting across from him.

Mike tried to spoon another mouthful of cereal into his mouth as she rubbed her toes up and down his cock.

Emma and Beth stood, almost in unison and Danni's foot shot out of his pants leg.

Mike coughed as the two left the room. "You are insane," he said.

Standing, Danni turned and faced away from him, arching her back and sticking her ass out.

"Why don't you just lay me down on the table and have your way with me, forget all this revenge stuff?"

Mike winced, closing his eyes and shaking his head. "Nope, they deserve payback. Besides, having to wait for something as... delectable as you makes finally having it that much better."

"I'll tell you what," she said, returning to her normal posture and facing him. "You can have me whenever, and wherever you want me. All you have to say is a code word, or phrase and we can fuck, right then and there."

Mike swallowed hard. "That sounds... fun," he said, a smile finding its way to his face. "Whats the codeword?"

Danni scrunched up her face, thinking. "A random phrase would be too obvious," she said, but smiled and suddenly snapped her fingers. "I've got it! Whenever you want me, start singing, or humming With or Without You, by U2. That way no one will think you've gone nuts or catch on."

Mike smiled and nodded. "Deal," he said. 

Danni grinned and headed back towards her room, stopping at the bottom of the stairs and looking back. "You're gonna want to, right?"

He looked at her incredulously. "Are you fucking kidding me?"

Satisfied, Danni bounced upstairs.

Mike returned to his room to retrieve his checkbook, pulled on his work boots and a pair of blue jeans. Heading for the door he grabbed his wallet and keys and headed out to find a birthday gift for Sarah. 

"You've got the gift in your pants already! What else would a woman want!?!"

'Nice try but girls want something more than a dick,' Mike thought.

"How about a new mop?"

'Would you like to never have sex with her again?'

"I'll just leave the gift ideas to you. Mushy shit is your department anyways."

'Good idea.'

Mike headed downstairs and out the front door to his truck to go birthday gift shopping.

Forgetting that it was Sunday and almost none of the stores were open, Mike began to drive home until he passed a closed department store and spotted a truck out front with a sign on it, and Mike suddenly knew what Sarah would be getting for her birthday. 

When he got home, Beth had returned from the grocery store. Mike hopped out of his truck and went to pick up a few bags of groceries to help her inside with. As he carried in a bag, Beth came bouncing back out, a white halter top covering up her perfect breasts. Mike glanced over and put an anguished look on his face, trying not to over do it. Time seemed to slow for just a second as though someone else was enjoying the scene unfolding. Beth bounced down the stairs of the front porch towards her car and Mike couldn't tear his eyes away from the enticing view.

"I'm gonna lose it if you make us wait for those puppies. Holy shit! Nom nom nom!!!"

"Nom nom nom...," Mike thought mostly to himself.

She passed Mike and there was no doubt that she saw the drooling look that he had given her impressive feminine attributes.

"The Pope would have ogled that shit man," the voice said again.

Mike chuckled quietly to himself and carried the bags in. As he returned for another load he caught Beth bouncing up the steps. He stared again, not bothering to try to resort to subterfuge.

"That's all there is," she said as he began to pass her.

"Alright," he said, and followed her inside. She moved into the kitchen and began to put stuff away.

Mike turned and headed for the stairs but was intercepted by Danni and Emma, both dressed in work out clothes and heading for the back door.

"Hey Mike, you too sore to run yet?"

Mike groaned, expecting the coming discomfort, but shrugged. "I guess I can take it slow and see how it goes," he said and began to head upstairs to change into running shoes and shorts.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 24



"With you, its always slow," Emma called up to him, and he quickly flipped her the bird as he disappeared around the corner. 

As he reemerged downstairs, Emma had clearly conspired with Danni to try and torment him again, as she was standing against the wall, Danni pushing her leg up to her chest.

She glanced over at him briefly and winked as Emma leaned her head back and arched her back, her sports bra stretching against her breasts. 

Mike smiled and had to admit that they looked great, Emma was so damn flexible. 

"Christ, I'm gonna fuckin' lose my shit," a familiar voice chimed in.

"Good?" Danni asked as she released Emma's leg.

Emma nodded as she straightened her legs and bent at the waist, her ass pointed directly at Mike, her butt muscles flexing against the Lycra shorts.

"Just bite that fuckin' thing," the voice grumbled. "That, or fuckin' spank it, because honestly, she fuckin' needs one."

Mike, clearly enjoying the view, made a few halfhearted attempts at stretching, before tearing his eyes away from Emma's ass and legs and heading towards the door.

He slowly walked down the steps and to the end of the drive where he started slowly, his muscles protesting as they stretched and retracted. It was going to be a rough run, he knew.

Danni and Emma came jogging up behind him and the around, slowing to match his pace as they saw the discomfort he was in. Danni, clad in a black sports bra and wind shorts dropped back and began to jog in time with Mike, Emma finally slowing enough to pace them.

The sun was climbing higher into the sky and it didn't look like it would be a very cool day. The warmth settled into his skin and eased some of the tension out of his body. He'd forgotten how good it felt to run. As some of the pain was freed from his muscles, he began to pick up the pace.

After about fifteen minutes, the three rounded the final corner of their usual running route and began to jog down their own street again towards their house. Mike suddenly groaned in pain and clutched at his calf. He didn't stop himself completely and tripped, crumbling into a heap next to the curb. 

"Mike!" Danni called, stopping and dropping down to see if he was okay.

"I'm alright, just a cramp."

Emma turned and knelt down, offering a hand reaching down underneath his shoulder to help Danni lift him up. He groaned and hobbled forwards, blood dripping from a decent sized scrap on his knee from the pavement. 

"That's gonna feel awesome tomorrow," he grouched.

He continued groaning as his sisters helped him into the house and up to his bathroom. 

Emma began to help him out of his shorts, expecting Danni to leave the room. She glanced over at her older sister who winked at her. Emma suppressed a laugh and shrugged to herself. Danni was pulling Mike's shirt over his head.

"Lets get that knee clean," she said, leading him over to the sink.

Emma cast one more glance at her sister and smiled, closing the bathroom door behind her.

Mike grinned down at his sister who was intent on looking at his bleeding knee. He reached down and tugged at her shirt, trying to pull it off. 

Danni looked up and giggled at him, seeing his goofy look and clearly reading his intent. "Knock it off, you'll get blood all over me. Let me at least clean you up before you attack me."

Mike smiled and released his hold. "Yes dear," he quipped and sat back on the cabinet as she reached for a wash rag and wet it, dabbing at his bloodied knee. 

After a few minutes, she'd gotten as clean as she could and pulled him up off the counter.

"Think you can manage to strip out of those clothes so I can 'help' you shower?" she asked grinning up at him as she stepped close and put her palm on his crotch. 

Mike felt his cock jump at her touch and he grinned.

"You know damn well I can."

Danni grinned and peeled off her sports bra, her nipples perking up as they escaped the confines of the fabric. 

Mike smiled and quickly stripped completely naked in three seconds, moving up and reaching for Danni who had moved to the shower and turned on the water. She bent down and pulled her running shorts off, along with her underwear as they both moved into the shower. 

Mike immediately wrapped his arms around her and began to kiss along her neck, moving upwards to her chin and jaw line towards her lips, slowly moving around until he brushed against their petal softness and she caved, her lips pressing hurriedly against his, almost desperate to touch and caress. He broke the kiss and returned to her neck, his lips gently sucking and caressing the soft skin. She tasted slightly salty from the sweat, but as they moved in the shower, the water washed over them. She gasped from the shock and sensation of his lips and the water on her skin at the same time. 

He smiled and descended down her body, kissing her clavicle and shoulder, to her upper arms and down to her breasts, gently nibbling at her erect and sensitive nipples. She was gasping more often now, the water feeling exquisitely refreshing, and Mike's kisses approaching a heavenly sensation. He moved lower, falling to his knees. He groaned slightly when his injured knee hit the tiled floor of the shower.

"Oh baby, are you okay?" Danni said, suddenly concerned.

Mike glanced up and winked, determined to bring her pleasure. He reached around her body and lifted, his arms knotting and bulging as he lifted her up, placing her calved on his shoulder, as she gasped and reached back, leaning her head and back against the wall, water washing down over the both of them.

Mike glanced up and groaned at the gorgeous site above him. Danni's neatly trimmed pussy was inches from his mouth, her flexed abs and perfect breasts had rivulets of water running down them, the exposed parts of her flesh had tiny beads of water. All of it created an image that he'd remember for a long time, he knew. 

Closing his eyes he gently began to kiss her tender lips, his tongue probing gently into her folds, causing her to gasp quietly. He forced himself to slow down, fighting the urge to do what would feel nice to him, to move fast and rough, and to concentrate on what he knew would drive her crazy, slow, deliberate movements, not wavering or changing. He pulsed his tongue into her and then upwards, bringing the tip against her clitoris before flattening it out and moving it back down, and then up again, against her clit.

Danni felt like fainting from the pleasure she was in, and doubted she'd be able to last long against her brother's onslaught.

Mike's tongue pushed against her clitoris again, rippling down its length as it pushed into her, her hips wiggling in his strong arms. She squirmed in absolute euphoria, his tongue gently caressing her pussy, her hips rocking in his arms, her pubic bone grinding gently into his jaw as she desperately grabbed his head with one hand and pulled forcefully against his face.

Mike grinned as he felt Danni painfully pulling his hair, forcing his head forward and pushing his tongue deep into her.

"Oh fuck," she groaned, her pussy convulsing as he pushed his tongue, flattened again, up and against her clitoris, an orgasm crashing down and causing her to wiggle against his jaw, her back arching, her hand pulling hard against his head momentarily worrying Mike that his hair would soon give way from his scalp.

"F... f... f... fffuuuuuuck!" she whispered, her hips bucking against his face, his tongue continuing its assault. Her back arched and her hips pushed against him again, and again, her hand pulling harder and harder as her orgasm reached the crescendo, many moments passing as the convulsions finally began to lessen and then fade. Eventually, she released her death grip on his hair.

"Holy shit baby," he said, holding her securely as she leaned against the wall.

"You're telling me," she said at length. "I doubt I can stand."

Mike chuckled and shifted her weight in his arms, moving her calves from his shoulders and standing in one fluid motion, bringing her legs to his waist as she wrapped them around him, his cock, fully erect now, pointing towards her. She reached back with one hand and quickly pushed it to where it would slide easily in, and he slowly lowered her down, the tip of his cock brushing against her pussy, still quivering from the orgasm.

"Oh fuck, Mike," she groaned as the tip of his cock penetrated her. 

He stopped as he felt it enter, pulling upwards on her hips and exiting slightly, not enough to let it slip completely out, however. 

"Fuck, baby," she groaned as he continued to torment her, only pushing the first inch inside before pulling it back out again. The teasing was torturous, agonizingly pleasurable and causing her to lean forward where she could bite him on the shoulder. "Get that fucking thing completely inside me before I draw blood," she growled, growing frustrated that he was toying with her.

Grinning, Mike pulled roughly downwards as his cock plunged deep into her pussy, his hips slapping against her ass and thighs, her voice cracking as she gasped in shock and pleasure. 

He lifted her wet form, water cascading between them and across her torso, her small breasts and erect nipples, water droplets hanging from both of their bodies, and brought her back down again, his cock sending electricity racing throughout their bodies. 

As she completely engulfed his cock again, she felt her orgasm begin to return. "Oh Jesus it's coming back," she whispered, his cock emerged and plunging back insider her, their hips slapping wetly together as the water washed over them.

Mike, thoroughly turned on, could finally take it no longer and as Danni's orgasm returned, he began to come inside her, their hips slapping together as her muscled pussy gripped and squeezed at his convulsing member, his seed shooting deep into her.

Danni was biting very hard into his shoulder at that point, almost to the point of drawing blood, but Mike didn't stop her. The pain had gotten mixed up in the pleasure and he'd forgotten all about the bite. His head was pounding in pure pleasure and he began to get a little dizzy. As her pussy stopped its death grip on his cock, he slowly extricated himself from her and kissed her deeply, though they remained in the shower and let the water wash over them for several more minutes before finally freeing themselves from each other.

As they dried off and moved towards the door, Mike stopped her and pulled her close one more time. "I love you," he said, looking directly into her eyes.

"I love you," she replied, pressing her lips to his one last time.

She finally pulled away from him and exited quietly, Mike waiting for a few minutes while the water ran to maintain the illusion, before exiting and heading toward his room.

He pulled on some boxers and glanced over at his bed. Smiling he leaned over and crashed into it, grabbing Danni's pillow and bringing it to his nose, inhaling deeply and smiling as he reveled in her scent. Sleep came and his dreams were pleasant and filled with images of his sister.

******

Emma poked her head into Mike's room. It had been at least four hours since they'd gone running and Mike had gone to take a nap. 

Quietly she entered his room and glanced down at his sleeping form, smiling as she saw the bulge underneath the sheets. 

'He must be having a nice dream,' she thought, her gaze lingering over his form. She marveled at how much their relationship had changed from just a year ago. She'd known he was attractive in high school, but was never attracted to him in that time. Maybe it was because they were both so busy but it had never entered her mind. She'd noticed how good he looked soon after high school had ended, however. It was like a switch had flipped. She'd been lounging by the pool with Beth and Mike was mowing in shorts and no shirt, his muscles gleaming with sweat. He repeatedly glanced over at both of them, obviously turned on, but also tormented with his feelings. 

She didn't have nearly the same amount of anxiety as he'd had, apparently. She'd known that she was attracted to him from that moment on, and had just accepted it. He'd become part of her fantasy when she masturbated. She loved to sit in the tub and use the removable shower head to massage her pussy, thoughts of her brother or someone else she shouldn't think about running around her brain. There were lots of people that she thought of when she masturbated. Mike was chief among them, but others also took his place. Sarah, Beth, and Danni all had a spot in her mind. There was a scene she especially liked that she'd imagine when she was just about to orgasm. Danni would have her tied up, and have Emma's head pulled close, forcing her to eat her pussy. She didn't just think of family however, other people that she shouldn't imagine fucking, she did. Matt, Missy, even her own friends.

With Matt, she liked to imagine that he'd smarted off to her one too many times and she knocked him out, then had her way with him and left him before he woke up, just so he'd wonder who he'd fucked. With Missy, it tended to be at parties where everyone would see them, like they were drunk and eating each other out on a dare, or to get into a sorority. 

She'd had a few concerns about having an overactive sex drive, but she'd never acted on it. She figured that if she had looser morals, she'd have been a slut, but didn't see the harm in a few hundred fantasies.

Mike shifted in his sleep, his feet kicking off the sheet and exposing his erection, which had found the hole in his boxers and was sticking upwards towards Mike's chest.

"Fuck," she groaned, thoroughly missing that exquisite organ, her hand moving downwards to her shorts and finding their way in.

She knew she shouldn't do it in the same room as him, but her drive won out over logic. 'What if he wakes up?' she was thinking to herself as she began to rub her clitoris, her eyes covering every inch of his body.

She pulled her hand out of her pants to wet her fingers and push them back down inside her underwear, quickly finding her clitoris again. Mike groaned again and he seemed to almost smile in his sleep. "Emma," he groaned. 

Emma covered her mouth with her hand, stifling a laugh and hiding her shock. He was dreaming about her! She moved close to him, her hand moving back to her pussy and rubbing. 'This is so dangerous!' she thought, the idea of getting caught by the old Mike and getting punished for being naughty driving her closer to orgasm. She leaned over and looked at his eyes, seeing his eyes moving quickly back and forth under the closed lids, indicating REM sleep. He was actually dreaming about her! She'd figured that his dreams had been about little miss dramatic herself, Danni.

She regretted thinking that about her sister almost immediately. She knew that she genuinely needed Mike and was really, really missing him. Seeing her offering to torment him in the bathroom today made Emma feel better for both of them, and she somehow knew that Mike would come back to them.

Her eyes moved back to Mike's cock and she desperately wanted to pull it into her mouth, to fill his warm seed spilling into it, or to take it and put it where her fingers currently were, to feel her pussy contract down onto the hard shaft. The thought of Mike fucking her to orgasm once again, pushed her over the edge and she began to come, her knees going weak as she furiously rubbed her clitoris, biting her lip and stifling her moans.

As her orgasm subsided, she glanced down. Mike was in the same position, his cock throbbing, almost painfully looking. 'Well that was definitely different,' she thought. Sighing, she turned, heading for the door and wishing more than once that Mike remembered everything already.

******

Sarah was laying face down, her rear covered with a towel as a young Hispanic woman rubbed oil into her skin. She moaned softly as the woman kneading her hands along her back.

"That feels incredible," she said quietly.

The woman didn't say anything, but continued pushing and kneading her back, drawing soft moans and groans from her tired form.

'I've got to remember to pay Emma back for this,' she thought, a few wicked thoughts crossing into her mind. 'Mike might not be able to take care of me, but I'm sure that Emma can.'

A few minutes later, the masseuse finished and quietly left the room, leaving Sarah to get dressed as soon as she could move again. As she drove home, she wondered briefly what her other sisters and her brother had gotten her. They always remembered her birthday, but there hadn't been a whole lot of talk about it recently. They knew that she wouldn't want a party, as she'd be the one cleaning it all up. It wasn't that Mike and the girls didn't try, it was just easier to do it her way so she didn't have to go back and redo it anyways.

She pulled into her drive and saw that Mike had gotten back. The sun was low in the sky and she could already smell Beth's cooking as she walked towards the door. Smiling, she knew what Beth's gift was and pulled on the handle.

Beth turned as she entered, a pot in her hands.

"Ooo, Bethy! Crab or lobster?"

"Fresh crab," she said grinning. Sarah smiled and clapped excitedly, rushing over and hugging Beth who giggled and desperately tried not to drop the steaming pot.

"You are so getting some payback for this!" Sarah giggled at her. "The good kind!"

Beth smiled and moved to finished supper.

"Did you enjoy your afternoon at the spa, Sarebear?" Emma asked, coming in from the living room.

"Mmm, God, it felt good," she moaned, closing her eyes and sighing. "That girl can really massage."

Sarah moved close to her, pulling her close and hugging her. "Thank you so much Em," she said, hugging her youngest sister tightly. 

"Happy Birthday, Sis," Emma said, squeezing her. "Did you realize that you're halfway to 50?" Emma said, pulling back and drawing a gasp and a smack from Sarah.

"Emma!" she yelled, her mouth open in shock, a grin on her face. "I'm gonna get you for that you little shit!" she yelled again, moving towards her.

Emma cackled and back pedaled as Sarah lunged forward. 

"Come here!" Sarah yelled.

Emma responded by turning and heading for the living room where she could run more easily. At least that was her intention. What actually happened was that she smacked right into Mike, who had come up from behind her quickly and now held her locked in with both arms.

"Come get her!" Mike yelled grinning.

"Please let me go Mike," she said, pulling and twisting at his iron grasp. "Come on, we're supposed to be on the same side," she pleaded as Sarah came forwards and began to tickle her. 

Emma collapsed into a ball of laughter and giggles as Sarah tickled her most sensitive tickle spots. "Almost to 50," Sarah said, her fingers deep in Emma's ribs. "Take that, you little fucker," she giggled.

Mike had to move to the ground as Emma collapsed, holding her in his lap as she pushed and twisted at him, her legs coming up between her and Sarah. Laughing, Mike lifted up suddenly and let Emma's head hit the carpet, and then sat directly down on her chest, not completely, but enough to keep her down.

"Oh, god," Emma said, her breath pushed out, "Jesus you are fat," she said, to which Mike wiggled his butt on top of her, drawing a few groans out.

Sarah grinned and moved back, smiling as Mike began to lift up off of her. "Thanks for the assist, Mike," she said, smiling.

"Anytime," he said, moving a leg from one side to the other, allowing Emma to get up.

She used the opportunity to tackle Mike who was still sore and in no shape to wrestle anyone, especially his athletic twin.

"Oof," Mike exclaimed, as Emma tackled him to the carpet, letting him turn slightly so he could lay down on his back while she sat down on top of him. "I'm so not fighting back," he said motionless.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 24



"You better not," Emma said, spinning around and placing her butt directly on top of his chest. "I've got a small gift for you," she said, grinning.

Mike heard a small spurt, and winced. "Holy fuck, Emma," he said squinting and scrunching up his face, laughs echoing from around the room.

"Next time maybe you'll help me instead of her," she said, her face red with laughter as she stood up, off his chest.

Mike saw Sarah doubled over laughing, and Danni likewise laughing, propping herself up on the stairs. Beth was laughing as well, but still focusing on dinner.

"God that stinks!" Mike said, slowly raising up and waving the air away from him as if he'd just been hit with toxic fumes. "You nasty ass!" he said, shaking his head.

"You deserved it," Emma said, coming forward and helping him up, and giving him a kiss on the cheek as she wrapped him in a hug, forcing herself to keep it as platonic as possible before letting go.

Dinner conversation was lighthearted that night. Sarah made a pig of herself, gorging on Beth's delicious crab and shrimp. Near the end Danni brought in her gift. It was a DVD that she said they'd have to watch later.

Mike then stood up with a smile. "Well, I guess its time for my gift. But I have to warn you, that I didn't just get Sarah something. They came as a set, so you all get one." Mike headed upstairs to his room and emerged a few minutes later with a large box with holes in the lid.

"Aww Mike," Sarah said, looking at the hastily wrapped box. 

"That's definitely Mike's," Beth said, shaking her head at the wrapping job.

"Is it that obvious?"

Sarah giggled as she eyed the haphazardly slapped on news papers. She peered at the box and spied the holes in the top. 

"Did you get me a cat?" She asked, but was answered by a sharp yelp from inside the box.

Smiling, Mike shrugged as his grinning sisters all stood immediately and tore the lid off the box.

"OH MY GOD," they all yelled, pulling the puppies out of the box. "They are SOO CUTE!" Danni said, nuzzling one of them. 

"They're English Bulldogs, if you couldn't tell," Mike said, smiling. "There were five when I saw the truck, and there are five of us, so I figured, why the hell not."

The sisters had each picked out a puppy and were all nuzzling and making goofy noises at the puppies, who couldn't have appeared less interested.

There was another yelp and Sarah peered into the box, the last puppy peering up at her, pleading at her with cute puppy eyes. "Okay, okay," she said, smiling and reaching for it.

He began to pant and playfully nip at her as she pulled him close. "We're gonna have to figure out names for all you guys," Danni said, scooping the puppy from Sarah's hand.

"The guy said he still had four more full grown bull dogs at home still, and that he just needed to get rid of these. They're weaned and they were working on house training."

Emma was holding her puppy close to her and making kissing noises at it while it whimpered at her. "This one is so cute," she cooed. "Yes you are, widdle cutie wootie." She had the puppy up to her nose and was making a "kissy" face at it. 

Mike and his other sisters laughed and looked over at Emma, who stopped when she saw all of the stares.

"What?" she asked.

"We're just not used to you acting so girly," Mike said with a smile as she reached over and slugged him.

"You did just fart in his face," Beth reminded her with a smile as she nuzzled her own puppy.

Emma laughed at that, and went back to cooing at her puppy. 

Mike reached over and scooped the fifth puppy back from his sister and brought it back to his lap to play with it, turning it over and rubbing his hand across his belly as the dog nipped at his fingers. 

"Well now this is just about the gayest thing you've ever done."

Mike ignored the voice and continued mock wrestling with his own puppy.

"Thank you so much guys, for everything," Sarah started, beginning to stand.

"The night isn't over yet, silly," Danni said. "Let's go to the living room and watch that DVD."

Sarah smiled and nodded. "Okay," she said, standing as her siblings followed suit.

"What movie is it?" Beth asked.

Danni smiled and shrugged as she bent over to put the DVD in the player, making sure to face her ass directly at Mike as he moved to sit on the couch, sisters piling in around him with their puppies in tow.

As she reached for the remote from the top of the T.V., she turned and smiled at Sarah.

"Ever since Mom and Dad passed away, you took it upon yourself to take care of us, effectively ending your childhood so that Mike, Emma, Beth, and I could still have ours." Danni was trying hard not to let her voice crack at that moment, but Sarah, her head on Mike's shoulder, couldn't have held her tears back if she'd wanted to.

"I hope you enjoy," she said, and headed for the pile of siblings. Mike was in the middle with Emma on his left and Sarah on his right, Beth on the other side of her, snuggled up closely to her sister. Danni, not standing for being excluded, promptly stole Mike's puppy and plopped down in his lap, molding softly into his chest as Sarah and Emma wrapped their arms around the two, Beth's arm coming from behind Sarah to join the mass.

Danni lifted the remote and hit play.

The video was black for a few seconds and then a picture of the whole family flashed onto the screen, Matthews Family captioned underneath it. The picture faded from view and a video of a football game of Mike's flashed into view. Sarah's voice could be heard as the purple clad football team assumed a formation. "GO MIKE," the video Sarah yelled as the ball was hiked. 

"There's Matt," Mike said, pointing at the quarterback. Matt dropped back and launched the ball at a swiftly moving player racing for the other end zone. "There I am," Mike said, smiling, as the football sailed in his general direction. "I think that's the Burkett game, my junior year."

Slowing a bit, Mike turned back and saw where the ball was headed and moved swiftly towards it, but it tumbled just short of where he was headed and he tripped, flipping over into the dirt. Emma burst out laughing, along with her other sisters as Mike stood, the camera zooming in on a clump of grass sticking out of his face mask.

The video flashed and switched over to Emma, dressed in blue jeans and t-shirt, a baseball cap and a fishing pole in her hand, standing at a river. It must have been her dad holding the camera at that point, as his voice called out from behind it. "Lemme get a good shot of you casting the reel, sweetie," he said. 

Onscreen Emma held the reel back and swung it swiftly forwards. The camera shook violently and then had an impressive close up of the ground, their dad yelling in pain in the back ground, Emma having hooked his ear.

The video changed again, to Sarah this time, much younger, dressed up for Halloween as a fairy but not at all happy. "Ah, I remember this," she said. "I wanted to be..."

On screen Sarah yelled at that moment, "I wanted to be a PRINCESS not a FAIRY." As the siblings burst out laughing, Beth popped onto the screen clad in sunglasses and holding a wooden spoon as a microphone. As she began to sing an old pop song, the real version of her tried to stand and move to shut off the video, but was quickly smothered by siblings.

Mike smiled until the video changed again. He was sitting on the bed, Sarah, Emma, and Danni around him, make up strewn about the bed. He couldn't have been more than 6 years old as his sisters pressured him into letting them make him "Handsome."

"Dude... some things just can't be unseen," the voice cut in.

"Dad was so mad at y'all," Mike said smiling. The next few scenes seemed to go by faster, Christmas morning, Danni's first attempt at putting on make up, Sarah dancing in her room with her friends, Emma being tripped during a track meet in junior high and punching the offender after chasing her down.

The next scene had everyone squirming with laughter. Their dad was filming again, and their mother's voice could be heard as she tried to convince Emma that she looked pretty. The camera rounded corner of the old house and Emma was standing in the bathroom, around 8 years old and looking pissed. She was glaring at her mom, her eyes wide and her brow furrowed in fury, dressed head to toe in what appeared to be a copy of Sarah's Fairy costume.

Laughter could be heard from behind the camera as well as from Mike who had come around the corner and was doubled over laughing at his twin.

"Sweetie, you look so cute!" Her mother said, 

"I want to go as a ninja!" She screamed and stomped out, chasing Mike who immediately bolted, giggling the entire way.

After twenty or so minutes more of embarrassing moments in their family history, the screen went black and a tearful Sarah squeezed her brother and her sisters as well as she could. 

"Thank you," she said.

Danni returned the hug and smiled. "Given our situation, you're the best mom we could have hoped for. I just thought that instead of some sappy DVD, you'd enjoy our not-so-best-moments."

"It was perfect," she said, pulling her puppy up and kissing its nose. It began to make tiny "erf erf" noises at her and licked her on the face.

"So is there anything you're wanting to do that you haven't in a while?" Mike asked. "We didn't figure that you'd want a party."

Sarah started to shake her in head no, but stopped. "You know what, yes," she said. "There is something I've been wanting to do that we haven't done in forever. "I want to go camping again."

Mike smiled as the sisters immediately began to make plans and handle details.

As they sat and talked and laughed, they each settled on a puppy. Names would probably take longer. Mike went and got an old blanket and laundry basket that Sarah had put near the trashcan to be thrown away because of a broken side panel. Grabbing his pocket knife, he quickly cut away one side of the basket and laid the blanket in it, lining the bottom and sides and bringing to the girls for inspection.

"This will probably work until you four have time to go and get something for them, which you know you'll do."

Sarah grinned and nodded. "You can put it in my room, I'll watch them tonight."

Mike emerged from Sarah's room and smiled, his sister cooing and giggling at their puppies, Mike's being passed among them. Danni turned and smiled and looked at him. Mike quietly began humming and her smile widened as he turned and headed upstairs. "Night y'all."

He turned into his room and pushed the door closed behind him, waiting for Danni. 

A few minutes later, she entered, dropping her clothes quickly and moving towards him. Mike smiled and pulled her to him, his cock quickly finding its home as she sat in his lap, moaning as it thrust into her, their hips rocking towards each other. Their orgasms came quickly as they clutched desperately to each other, Mike's cock pumping again and again into his sister's pussy. They collapsed back into the sheet as sleep claimed them.

****** 

The next morning, Mike awoke with a devious idea swimming around his thoughts. Quietly extracting himself from his snoring lover, he tiptoed towards Emma's room. She had a blanket draped across her waist, but her muscled back was bare, and it appeared, from the shapely form beneath the blanket that she was also nude. Mike smiled and quietly shut the door behind him.

He moved over to her and knelt beside her, dropping his boxers to the ground as she began to stir and turn over. As she turned to her back, Mike brought his leg across her chest and dropped his cock right on top of her chest.

Emma started awake then, a momentary look of panic on her face until she saw who it was. "Jesus, Mike," she said, her eyes drifting from his cock back up to his face. She smiled.

"I remember," he said, smiling.

Emma immediately opened her mouth and reached around for his cock.

"I have rules, he said, pushing her hand away as his cock, a mind of its own, bobbed up and down as it filled with blood.

"I'm planning on getting even for all the torture that you girls have put me through. I know that you are into this whole 'being dominated' thing, and I'm going to oblige you in that respect. I'm going to fuck you again, but it will be when and where I choose." He leaned down towards her. "You will do what I tell you to, and not say anything to anyone about me remembering. In front of our sisters, you will be the same old Emma, and I will be post-wreck Mike. We will maintain the illusion that I can't remember. If you blow my cover, it will be a month before I allow you to have an orgasm," he warned.

"You will do what I say, when I say it. I will not have you do anything dangerous, or anything you wouldn't naturally do on your own. I will pleasure myself with you when I please, and will use you how I see fit. When I fuck you, I'll fuck you how I want, and where I want, in whatever hole I want. If I tell you to fuck one of our sisters, you will do so without hesitation, no matter where we are."

"You can accept this, now and abide by the rules, or you can not accept it, and be the last to be with me."

Emma, a look of lust on her face, smiled. "I agree," she said, without hesitation.

Mike rolled off of her and she leaped into his arms. "I'm so glad you're back."

Mike, smiling, hugged her tightly and brought her lips to his. "Remember, keep quiet," he said as their lips parted.

"Don't worry," she said. "I mean, yes Master," she said, a few kisses later, a wicked grin on her face.

"You will not wear underwear of any kind until I allow you do to so," he said. "Understood?"

"Yes Master," she said, grinning. She could already feel herself getting wet.

"Good girl," he smiled, pulling her to him and rolling over in the sheets. "Now, lay back on the sheets and let me reward you for accepting your fate," he said, scooting down towards her legs. She grinned widely, her legs opening for him as he moved downwards. He wasted no time in pulling her pussy to his lips, and pushing his tongue deeply into her depths. He drew her clitoris in his mouth momentarily and sucked on it gently, the little nub sending pulses of erotic pleasure coursing throughout her body. Releasing her clit, he flattened his tongue against her pussy and began to dutifully lick her, her legs squeezing against the sides of his head. 

"Fuck! I've wanted you so fucking bad, little brother. I promise... oh fuck... to do... mmm fuck... whatever you tell me, whoever, whatever, whenever."

Mike grinned and pushed one finger, and then two into her, turning them over and pulling them back towards him as he lapped at her clitoris again.

"Goddamn that's good," she whispered. "Fuck, I am gonna be such a good girl for you," she moaned. "Oh God," she cried again, her face scrunching up in what appeared to be pain for a second, but then he felt her pussy begin to contract around his fingers and he continued to suck, his fingers pulling and pulling against the wall of her pussy. She reached down and grabbed his head, pulling it against her pubic bone as he pulled his fingers out, his tongue pushing deep into her as her orgasm hit its crescendo. She yelped quietly, her hips thrusting against him several times before he moved from between her legs. 

"Here," he said, his face wet with saliva, and her feminine juices.

She smiled moved up to his face. "Yes Master?"

Mike smirked at her. "Lick my face clean, we're not done yet."

Grinning, Emma began to run her tongue up Mike's necks, a rivulet of saliva disappearing under her satin tongue, then across his jaw and to his cheek, back across to his lips where they kissed, before she moved across to the other side of his face, cleaning. 

Mike smiled and extricated himself from her. "On your knees," he said, pointing to the floor.

Smiling, Emma moved to edge of the bed and seductively looked up at him as she softly slid to the floor. "What now, Master?" she asked quietly, a deceptively innocent look on her face.

"Suck me," he said. She grinned and opened her mouth, her eyes locked on his and her tongue pushed against her bottom teeth. 

"God you are so fuckin' sexy," he moaned, unable to keep the "Master" facade up as he grabbed the back of her head gently and guided his rock hard shaft into her mouth. "Now," he said, looking down at her as she slowly bobbed up and down on him, "I want you to suck on my cock as hard as you can."

Her lips locking around the shaft, Emma began to suck, harder and harder until she thought she'd hurt him. The look on his face showed that he was enjoying it, however, so she continued. He began to thrust into her mouth again, the warmth of his flesh against her cheeks and throat.

"God," he moaned, looking down at her. "Whenever you're giving me head from now on, that's how hard I want you to suck on me. Wink if you understand," he commanded. 

Winking one eye, she pulled him deep into her mouth, sucking even harder on him, causing a groan of pleasure from him.

"Faster," he commanded. She began to move her head quicker, her hand wrapping itself around his cock as she continued to suck on the head. 

"God that's good," he moaned, feeling the orgasm building. He glanced down and she was still looking up at him, causing him to grin and pushing him over the edge. "God, I love you Em," he groaned, his cock pulsing his warm seed into her mouth. Winking at him in reply, she continued to suck, swallowing when she had to as his seed filled her mouth. 

Finally, spent, he sat back on the bed, Emma following him with her mouth still latched onto his cock. Eventually, she released him, but continued to lick and suck cleaning every square inch of his cock.

"Do you want anything else from me, Master," she said coyly, moving up and wrapping herself up in his arms.

"God you are so good at that," he gasped, his head still swimming.

"I can always keep sucking on you until you come again, and again, and again," she whispered, flicking her tongue out to his earlobe. 

"That sounds nice, but we gotta go to class. It is Monday, after all."

She sat back and pouted at him for a second, but dropped the act when he didn't budge. "In all honesty though, I'm glad you're back to normal."

"Me too Em," he said, kissing her on the forehead.

"I'm glad you didn't forget all of our master/slave games either," she said a wicked smile on her face. "I can't wait for you to get really into it," she said.

Mike looked at her, perplexed. "I thought I was really into it," he said.

Emma giggled. "Oh baby, there's so much more you can get me to do, if you just know what buttons to push."

"So you're saying that you won't have a problem with doing what I've told you?"

Emma winked. "We'll just have to see, now won't we."

Smiling, Mike stood and pulled his boxers back on before heading for the shower.

A little later, Mike came downstairs to find his other sisters all playing with the puppies in the middle of the living room.

"Well, I'm sure we'll think of something clever," Sarah said.

"How about Dos Equis, Corona, Heineken, Guinness, and Coors?" Emma was saying as he entered."

Mike laughed and shook his head. "You want to name our dogs after beers?"

"Well? What do you suggest?" Beth said, defending Emma. "I say we just all pick our own names."

Mike shrugged and smiled. "I was kind of settled on Max for mine, honestly."

Beth nodded, "I like Einstein, I think."

Sarah chuckled. "That's very "you" sweetie."

Mike laughed and nodded in agreement. Glancing over at Danni, he winked and cocked his head inquisitively. "What about you, Danni?"

Danni smiled and shrugged. "I've always wanted to have a pet named "Princess," she said, smiling.

Emma rolled her eyes and shook her head. "You're so predictable," she laughed. Danni giggled and shrugged back.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 24



A few minutes later, Mike and Emma left for class, following Danni and Beth towards the University. 

Mike glanced over at his twin, who was messing with her phone. "So..." he said, drawing a look from her. 

"What?" she asked glancing over at him.

Mike smiled and continued to drive. "So are you wearing underwear?"

Emma continued to play with her phone, but the smile on her face told him his answer. 

"I think it's gonna be a good semester," he grinned. 

Emma put her phone down then, and reached over, feeling around in his pants. He raised an eyebrow at her until she winked at him and pulled his phone from his pocket. 

"Tease," he said.

Emma ignored the obvious comment and moved through his contacts, finding her name and changing it back to what it used to be. 

"There now, much better," she said, tossing his phone back to him. Mike chuckled as he thumbed through and found what she had changed. "Nice," he said laughing lightly.

"Hey Mike," she said, growing serious for a second. "There's something I've been meaning to ask." 

Mike glanced over and looked at her inquisitively for a second before focusing back on the road. "Shoot," he said simply.

Emma, obviously a little hesitant, was quiet for a few seconds, seemingly gathering her thoughts. 

"Well, there's something I was wondering if you'd do."

Mike continued to focus on the road. "Okay."

"Well, when we've fucked in the past, before you got hurt, you did a few things that I thought were really interesting, but in a good way."

Mike glanced over confused. "Like what?" She was fidgeting in her chair.

"Well, when you were eating my pussy a few times, you moved your tongue back to... other places."

Mike looked at her inquisitively "Back to...?".

"My ass," she said bluntly. "You stuck your tongue in my ass."

Mike burst out laughing and nodded. "Yeah," he said between chuckles. "I guess I did."

"Well, I think I want you to do a little more to that particular area. Would that be something that you'd want to do to me?"

"YESS!!!! FUCKING SAY YES!!! If you say no I'll make it my personal mission to...." 

'Shut up,' Mike thought.

Mike glanced over, intrigued. "If that's something you want me to do to you, then by all means, hell yes. Baby, I'll do whatever you want me to do to you. I love you, as more than just a sister. I'll do whatever will make you happy."

"You are the man!! I love you too....and her ass!"

Mike could almost feel the voice dancing off the walls of his skull.

Emma got all girly inside at that moment and her heart started to flutter. "I love you too, Mike. I'd really like you to play with my ass more. Maybe we can build up to you fucking me there, eventually?"

Mike closed his eyes for a second, shaking his head and laughing at the words she'd just uttered.

"What?" she asked.

Mike laughed again. "Nothing, just what you said. 'I love you, please do me in the butt.' It just sounded funny."

Emma laughed. "Yeah, I guess it did."

"So is this something you'd really like me to do?" he asked eventually.

Emma nodded. "I mean, I know I have a really nice ass. I always know when someone notices it. Guys always mention it when they compliment me, and our sisters never let me forget it. Everyone focusing on it so much, just kind of fascinates me I guess. When you ran your tongue from my pussy to back there, it was like electricity. Plus this whole domination thing will easily work with playing with my ass. I like it when people notice my ass, now that I've had sex. It makes me feel powerful, in control."

Mike smiled and nodded. "Deal, baby. In fact, I think I'll make you tease people with that delicious ass more."

"Yes, Master," she said, winking at him.

A few blocks later, Mike turned and looked at her. "So you mentioned that you'd fuck wherever, whenever, and whoever I wanted you to."

"Yes, Master," she said again.

"Whoever?" he asked again.

"If you told me to, I would," she said, a wry smile on her face.

Mike was silent for a minute. "So is that something that you want me to make you do?"

"If you want me to," she said, cryptically, still smiling.

Mike sighed. "It'd have to be someone in our family, I think, for me to be okay with it."

"If that's what you want, Master," she said, grinning wider.

"Do you want to have sex with other people?"

Emma thought for a second. "Kind of," she said. "But not like you are afraid of."

She turned and looked at him. "Speaking with Sarah, she's told me you are the best fuck she's ever had. Danni obviously loves the way you make love to her, and Beth isn't complaining. You're obviously gifted. The way you make my pussy feel, I can't imagine fucking anyone else, ever. You are damned good in bed, brother, and I NEVER want anyone else to make me feel like you do."

Mike smiled at her. "But," he said.

"But," she agreed. "I used to masturbate a lot right out of high school. I used to masturbate to you, to Beth, Sarah, Danni. I also thought about Missy, and Matt, my other friends, your other friends, different combinations. I was such a mental slut that if masturbation really made you lose your eyesight, I'd be blind. So the answer to your question, is kinda. I can't actually imagine fucking someone else, other than our sisters, but the idea of you commanding me to fuck someone else for you, gets me wet just thinking about it."

"It does?" he asked glancing over.

Smiling, Emma reached underneath her skirt and between her legs, her fingers emerging a few seconds later, glistening with her feminine juices, which she promptly brought to Mike's lips. "See?"

Mike smiled and sucked on her fingers.

"Something to remember me by in class," she said, as they pulled into a spot.

As she hopped, Emma bent over slightly and flashed him her exquisite ass. Mike laughed and shook his head.

"Bad girl," he said quietly.

Turning back towards him, she bent low so he could hear. "Only if you want me to be," she whispered and turned back, walking away from his truck.

Chuckling, Mike headed to class, wondering what trouble he could cause with his twin today. As he began walking behind her, he glanced over to where his other two sisters were walking away from them towards a different building.

"Mike!" a familiar voice called over to him. He turned. Emily came walking towards him. Smiling, he hugged her as she came over. 

"Hey," he said, suddenly concerned about how to act. "How are you?"

As they turned and started to walk towards the building, Mike shrugged. "I'm okay. I just... there's a lot going on right now." 

Emily turned a concerned look at him. "Is there anything I can do?"

Mike shrugged, not wanting to hurt her. "I, I just need time is all."

"I understand Mike," Emily said, squeezing his arm. "I really do. If we are nothing else in this life, then at least we're friends. If that's all I can have you as, then at least we're have our friendship."

Mike nodded. "Thanks Emily."



Just the Six of Us Ch. 25



First of all, greetings and thank you to my new editor, Drew. He got the story edited and back to me in one day. Kudos!

Thanks for reading!

Chapter 26 is on the way. 

Chapter 25

Mike turned and began to walk away from Emily. He steeled his resolve to avoid turning back to see what she was doing, looking at him or heading to class. He had to be firm and not give her hope, if he wasn't going to pursue a relationship with her. He didn't feel the same way about her that he did with Emma or any of his other sisters. It just felt so far away, so juvenile to him now. It seemed like such a hassle or a waste of time to have to deal with.

He immediately felt bad thinking such thoughts about Emily, and shook the thoughts from his head. She didn't deserve that, not after all that she'd been through while out in California. He vowed to sit and talk to his sisters about what to do, and to set aside time to explain to Emily.

Emma was waiting for him at the door, a scowl on her face. 

Mike sighed as he passed her. "What?" he asked.

"Well, what did she want?" Emma growled. 

"She can't just say hi?" Mike shot back.

Emma didn't respond but Mike could feel the heat from her angry gaze boring into the back of his head. He liked the term "bitch lights" but didn't dare push her any farther.

"You can sure be a real bitch when you want," he said, instead, but realized that this too might have set her off.

She came up beside him then and giggled, her scowl turning into a playful good-girl-doing-bad-things grin. "Sorry, I just don't like other girls trying to steal my toys."

Mike smiled, glad that she'd turned off the "bitch lights" and was in a better mood. "So I'm a toy now, huh?"

Emma shrugged and leaned close to whisper in his ear. "Just say the word and I'll show you how I'd like to play with you... Master."

Their first class was relatively uneventful, with Dr. Hines droning on while the twins furiously took notes. Their next class, however, got a little more exciting when Mike decided to test Emma's boundaries.

Mike stopped short and shook his head, closing his eyes. 

Emma continued on into the room, turning back to wink at her little brother. Dr. Taylor entered just after Mike did, closed the door and went to toss his bag and a stack of papers on the desk. 

Matt had a few desks empty next to him and Emma chose the one closest, leaving Mike the empty one beside her. Grabbing her arm he pulled her close and whispered into her ear. Emma giggled and nodded, turning and whispering slightly. "Yes, Master."

She'd chosen a short black skirt and a low cut white top that showed her cleavage off nicely, something she thought Mike would have enjoyed. Thinking for a few seconds, she smiled and stood, heading towards the professor, and leaned low over his desk. 

"I'm gonna freak the fuck out," the voiced chimed in.

From the professor's point of view, he had a direct view down the front of her shirt and wasn't hesitant about getting an eyeful. The young girl didn't have the largest breasts, but she was so lithe and fit, she was incredibly sexy. Sometimes he really loved his job.

The class themselves could barely contain themselves. Most of the girls that noticed rolled their eyes in irritation and disgust. The guys couldn't take their eyes off of her, however, and fifteen sets of eyes were glued to her ass, clearly visible underneath her skirt, which had ridden up when she'd bent over to whisper into the professor's ear.

"Boundaries my ass man, she'd probably fuck us right now. Wait, can we tell her to do that?"

Matt coughed when Mike glanced over and smacked him in the arm. Matt turned and shot him a look. "Sorry man, but that's fuckin' hot," he leaned over and whispered, a little too loudly. 

Emma turned and glanced back standing up and hiding her assets once more as the professor finally answered her question.

Mike was desperately trying not to burst from laughter. Emma calmly walked back and resumed her seat. Mike lowered his head and found his phone. 

"Good girl," he sent to her.

"Thank you, Master. I'm so horny now, though, I think I might stick to the seat," she texted back, the message popping up as Dirty Fuck Slave.

Mike read it and coughed back a laugh that threatened to escape. He glanced over at Matt, still sneaking glances at Emma. Smiling, he texted Emma again. "Keep tormenting Matt in your next class."

"Yes, Master," came the reply from Dirty Fuck Slave.

"Please tell me you're gonna hit that soon."

'In time, bro, in time,' Mike thought back.

Class continued without further interruption, save for Matt ogling Emma as much as he could get away with.

After class ended, Matt headed off to his next class with Emma, leaving Mike to finish his last class by himself. 

At the end of the day, Mike headed to his truck, where he found Emma waiting for him patiently. He smiled as she turned and stuck her rear out. "Just stick it in right here, Mike," she said, grinning back at him.

Chuckling, Mike kept walking to his side and unlocked the doors. "Get in the truck before someone actually does come and stick something in there."

Emma giggled and hopped in. "God, I'm so fucking horny now, Master," she giggled as his truck roared to life.

Mike laughed. "You really like calling me that, don't you."

Emma grinned and leaned over. 

"Only because I like to be your dirty little slave," she said as she planted a kiss on his cheek.

"So what did you do to Matt?"

Emma giggled and shrugged. "Oh, a little of this and a little of that," she said cryptically.

Mike raised an eyebrow at her.

Giving in, she leaned over and began to rub his crotch. "Well, first I dropped my pen on 'accident' and bent over in front of him, giving him a great view of my ass, and everything else you can see from the back. After that I dropped it again, letting him get it this time and smacking him in the arm when he took too long getting back into his chair, ogling my legs the whole time. When class was over, I accidentally 'fell' into his lap. I could feel his hard-on through his pants!"

As she related the last part, she glanced up at him. "Is that what you wanted?" 

Mike smiled and nodded towards his crotch. "You tell me," he said. 

Emma smiled as she felt the bulge in his pants. "I think someone is turned on," she said, her hand fumbling with his zipper.

"Not yet," he said, leaning over and kissing her on the cheek. "I want to save my energy for tonight."

"Damn it, man, you're killing me."

Emma's face fell slightly at that and Mike didn't miss it. "Okay," she said, scooting back over into her seat. 

Mike decided to change the subject quickly. "I actually need to ask your advice on something."

"Yes, you can fuck me in the ass right now," she said.

Mike burst out laughing with her, breaking the tense air. After several seconds of laughter, he finally contained himself and shook his head. "No, no, no," he said. "Not what I meant."

"Darn it," she quipped.

"I'd ask all of the family what to do, but I don't want to blow my chance for revenge on Beth and Sarah."

"What's up?" Emma said as she rummaged around in her back pack.

"Well, I'd like to ask you and Danni, honestly. I guess I'd better wait till later when I can get you two alone."

"Great plan, sexy, but I don't think Danni is interested in girls."

Mike laughed again, but shook his head. "No, it's about serious things."

Emma glanced over. "Do I need to be concerned?"

Mike shook his head quickly. "No, baby, you don't. I promise," he said with a wink.

As they pulled into the driveway, Mike saw that his other three sisters were home. "Good," he said. "Maybe I can get you two alone now."

Emma resisted the obvious joke and hopped out of the truck, heading inside.

Mike followed, his eyes dancing around Emma's bouncing ass and exquisite legs as they moved ahead of him. Beth and Sarah came out as they approached the door, "We're going shopping," Sarah called, a lengthy grocery list in her hand, smiling as she noticed Mike watching Emma's legs.

Once inside, Mike headed towards Danni's room and found her studying at her desk. "Hey," she said, glancing up at him. 

"Can we talk?" he asked.

"Of course, baby," she said, pushing her chair back and moving towards him. 

"Meet me in Emma's room in 5 minutes, quietly," he said.

Nodding, Danni turned and looked at her clock as he turned to leave. Quickly changing into some lounging pants and an old shirt, he turned and headed toward Emma's room. She'd changed and was going through her backpack looking for a book.

Mike entered and moved to sit on her bed, quietly waiting.

"So can I help you?" Emma asked, glancing over at him.

"Danni is on her way, remember, I needed to ask the two of you about something."

Emma nodded, remembering. As if on cue, the door opened and Danni entered, moving over to the bed and sitting next to Mike.

"I've got a few things, actually," he said, nodding at Emma to sit on the bed. "First, Emma knows that I'm better," he said, glancing over at Danni. "I'm still keeping the secret from the other girls, so I need you two to help me." "No problem baby," Danni said, her hand coming to rest on his knee.

Emma felt a pang of jealousy hit her then and resisted scowling at Danni. "Of course, Master," she said eventually.

Danni raised her eyebrows at Mike, and then Emma. "Master?"

Emma blushed a little then. "Um, yeah."

Mike grinned. "That's one of the other things. Emma's found that she likes to be dominated. What I'd like is for you to help me out, if you can. When I'm not around, I need you to make sure she behaves and does what I tell her to do."

Danni scowled for a second.

Emma saw the look and shook her head at Danni. "Don't worry, it really turns me on. I like it."

Danni, satisfied for the moment, shrugged and nodded at Mike. 

"I'd love for you to be able to dominate her some too, if you wanted," he said. "I'm still getting used to the idea and I figured that some extra help wouldn't hurt. All I've made her do is stuff to me and flirting with other people."

Danni smiled. "I might enjoy that," she said, a playful smile on her face. "But I've got one condition," she said.

"Which is?" Mike asked, curious.

"Whenever one of our commands conflicts, mine supersedes yours. Mine is the one she follows when we tell her two different things."

Mike considered the ramifications of that for a second, but shrugged, figuring that it was all sex and Danni would never do anything to hurt Emma.

"Yeah, you think that now, but just wait. This is gonna bite you in the ass."

"Second, once the other sisters know that I'm all better, there might need to be a few changes at night. Now, I love sleeping next to you, Danni, I really do. There's just one small problem. It's not fair to our sisters for you to have ALL the nights."

Danni sighed and nodded. "I know baby, I've thought that for a while too. I know it's only fair for me to share you."

"I also know that I've got to keep you happy, and feeling safe," he said, a hand moving up to her cheek. "What I'm thinking is that Emma, being so like me, could be sort of a surrogate Mike for you, when I'm with Beth or Sarah."

Emma smiled and nodded, immediately liking the idea. 

Danni grinned back at her. "She helped a little when you were still clueless about what was going on, so that wouldn't be too bad. What about when you stay with her?"

"That was what I was wondering, I hadn't quite figured that out," he said.

"I don't mind sharing with her," Emma said, but saw they didn't quite catch her meaning. "I mean, when I need to I can share your bed with you, AND her."

Danni thought for a few seconds. "I think we can both handle that," she said smiling at her youngest sister.

"Next, I'd like some sisterly and... girlfriendly advice about Emily."

"Just fuck her bro,"the voice chimed in.

Mike ignored it. "I like her," he said. Both of their faces fell visibly. "But, it's not even in the same vicinity of how I care about you. My feelings for her are a teardrop, compared to the ocean of love I have for my sisters, all of them. If I could drink of my love for you, I'd never go thirsty, eat of it and I'd never go hungry."

"You are such a woman."

'Shut the hell up,' Mike thought. He continued on. "That doesn't mean that I want to completely ignore her. I just want to be clear with her that I can't have a relationship. I also don't want her to think that it's because she had so much bad shit happen to her out in California. I can't think of a reason, other than 'I'm dating my sisters,' that I shouldn't go out with her. I can't really tell her that, unless you guys think she can handle it. I don't want to risk losing her friendship."

Both of his sisters were shaking their heads. "No, you can't tell her about us," Emma said.

"That's a tough one, baby," Danni said. "Give us some time, us girls will figure something out," she said, leaning over and kissing him on the cheek. She moved slightly back and gave him a little room, glancing over at Emma. "Domination, huh?" she said, a wicked smile crossing her face.

"You can't make her, like... clean your room, that's just mean."

"What if I make her clean my room in the nude, and she doesn't get to fuck you until she's done?"

Mike chuckled, and Emma had a wry grin on her face. "I think you might be a natural," he said with a laugh.

"Are you okay with that?" Danni asked, looking at Emma.

"What, cleaning your room in the nude?"

Danni laughed. "No Emmy, being my slave as well as his."

Emma smiled at that. "Yes, Mistress, I think it'll be fun."

Danni grinned back. "Me too," she said. "I could get used to this Mistress stuff."

Mike smiled. "Just make sure that it's not anything that would hurt any of us, and it's something that she wouldn't have trouble doing on her own. Don't make her go fuck a busload of baseball players."

Emma turned and looked at him. "What makes you think I wouldn't do that on my own?"

Mike shook his head, knowing she was deliberately trying to irk him.

"She's not allowed to wear panties until one of us allows her to," Mike said, ignoring the comment.

"So what did you do today then," Danni asked. 

"He made me not wear panties, of course, and then I 'accidentally' flashed the class, let the professor look at my cleavage, flashed Matt, let him look at my legs, and then 'accidentally' sat in his lap." 

"Poor Matt," Danni said. "We need to get him a girlfriend if you are going to keep tormenting him."

Emma snapped her fingers then, an idea hitting her. "What about that! Emily can start seeing Matt!"

Mike was already shaking his head. "Emily hated him in high school; I doubt it's changed much."

"You never know, Mike," Danni said. "You'd never have thought she'd do all the stuff she did out in California."

"That's true, baby brother," Emma nodded. "She might just need some of that horny bastard."

"It's a possibility," he conceded. 

"Let's invite them to the camping trip," Danni said, turning to lie on her stomach.

Mike nodded, moving to stand.

"I've got a question for you," Danni said, stopping him from rising off the bed. "What happened to her in California?" She stood for a second and moved to lock the door before returning to the bed. She moved over and whispered something in Emma's ear.

"Well," Mike began.

Emma grinned at her and obediently replied, "Yes, Mistress."

Emma moved over and began to rummage around Mike's lounging pants until she found what she'd been commanded to find.

"Keep going," Danni said, looking at Mike.

"She... uh," he stuttered. 

"What now, Mistress?" Emma asked, looking over at Danni for more orders.

"She was a virgin when we split up at the end of high school, and we never really had a chance to change that. She left for California so quickly."

"Stroke him, but don't put it in your mouth," Danni commanded.

Emma complied, running her hand up and down Mike's swelling member.

"Keep talking, Mike," Danni said.

Clearing his throat, Mike nodded. "She met a guy out there and..." he started.

"Did that make you jealous to hear?" Danni asked. 

Mike thought for a second, trying to concentrate on something other than the smooth hand currently stroking him.

"Dude, this is just fuckin' weird, but whatever, I'll take it."

"Yes, it did," he replied.

"Go on," Danni said. 

"Well, she said he was a nice guy and decided, after some pressuring from him, to let him... have..."

"Fuck her," Danni interrupted.

Mike nodded, "Yeah, she decided to let him have sex..."

"No, Mike, she decided to let him do what to her? Stroke him faster, Emma."

Mike groaned as Emma's hand speed increased slightly.

"She decided to let him fuck her," Mike said.

"Very good, continue."

Nodding, Mike glanced down into Emma's gorgeous eyes for a second as she looked up at him, his cock in her hand.

"She let him fuck her, and at first it was great, she said."

"She enjoyed how he fucked her?"

Mike nodded. "She said he eventually began to ask her for wilder and wilder things."

"Did she tell you what he wanted?"

Mike nodded. "Other than normal sex stuff, blow jobs, et cetera, he made her do... anal sex."

"Did you like the mental image of her getting fucked in the ass?"

Mike was silent for a second.

Danni decided to rephrase the question. "Did you picture yourself fucking her in the ass when she told you what he did?"

Mike immediately nodded. "Yes, I did."

"Put the tip of his dick in your mouth, slave," Danni said, trying the word out. "Keep stroking. Continue, Mike," she said as she stood and slowly began to pull her shorts off.

"After that, it became a regular thing to try something new."

"Did she say that she let him come in her mouth?"

"No, but I would imagine that he did," he said. "Eventually, he brought another girl home, and convinced her to have a threesome."

"How did you picture her when she told you that?"

Emma moaned softly, changing hands as she pumped her brother's cock.

"God," Mike muttered. "I saw her with her face buried in Emma's pussy, doggy style with me behind her fucking her." Emma moaned in his lap, the image conjured by Mike's words turning her on.

"Go on," Danni said, pulling her top off and softly pinching one of her nipples.

"She said that eventually it was routine for her to fuck another woman, that he'd bring home multiple girls, from the gym or class or wherever, and they'd all fuck. She said that eventually she'd consented to let his friends fuck her."

"What did you picture then?"

"I saw a bunch of strange guys fucking her."

"Deeper now, slave," Danni said to Emma, who complied. "In and out, no hands, and slowly, we don't want him to cum yet. Did you like picturing your pure ex-girlfriend getting fucked by a bunch of guys you didn't know?"

"Kind of," Mike admitted.

"What about picturing that pretty blonde head buried between Emma's legs?"

Mike groaned as Emma moaned, the thought turning her on as well.

"I liked it, a lot."

"Keep going," Danni whispered, her hand moving from her nipple down to her underwear, pulling them off and dropping them to the floor, her fingers moving down towards her clitoris and gently beginning to rub, a soft moan escaping her lips.

"She said eventually that she stopped going to church, stopped going to class. Fucking had become her sole purpose, doing whatever he wanted. She said that there wasn't anything she didn't try. Anal sex, multiple partners, women, men, everything was game."

Danni came forward then, as Emma popped Mike's cock out of her mouth. "Lie on your pillow and watch me fuck him," Danni said to her. "You can make yourself cum," she said.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 25



Danni slowly straddled him and eased herself down on her brother's cock, slick with Emma's saliva. She moaned deeply, his cock sliding deeply into her. "Fuck," she said. "Go on."

"Eventually... fuck!" Mike started. "Eventually she said that she went to a party, blacked out, and woke up with complete strangers fucking every hole in her body. She said that she enjoyed it, and that when she was finished, she walked naked across campus back to her room, finally realizing how far she'd fallen. She packed her bags and came home."

"Did you want to be the one to take your bible-happy girlfriend's virginity?"

Emma was furiously rubbing her clit, her eyes locked on Mike's cock bouncing in and out of her older sister. "Fuck," she moaned, as an orgasm overcame her.

"Yes," Mike admitted. "I wished it had been me."

Danni reached down and pinched his nipples. "You are ours, Mike," she moaned. "Mine, Emma's, Beth's, and Sarah's. Don't forget that." She began to bounce vigorously on his cock once again. A few seconds later an orgasm burst through her body; its convulsions slowed her furious pounding atop him. As it subsided, she saw the familiar look of concentration on his face and knew he was close. 

"Emma, come down here and finish him off with your mouth," she commanded.

"Yes, Mistress," she whispered breathily, her face flushed and sweaty from an orgasm of her own.

Moving quickly, she pulled Mike's sticky cock towards her face and paused briefly as she looked up at her older sister and pulled it into her mouth. Mike groaned as Emma's head bounced up and down, as Danni stood at the foot of her bed, watching them. Soon, Mike tensed and Emma squealed in excitement as he began to orgasm into her mouth, his sticky seed quickly filling it up.

Panting, the two collapsed into the sheets.

"I think I like this domination thing," Danni said, a grin on her face.

"Yeah, I think you're getting the hang of it," Emma said, a weak smile on face.

"Did you enjoy it, Emmy?" Danni asked. "Did I do it right?" 

"Hell yes, you did. I came SO damn hard, it was incredible. I can't wait to be a good girl for you too," Emma admitted.

Danni had to smile at that. "Me either."

******

"So how were the puppies today?" Mike asked, entering the kitchen a few hours later.

"Oh, they were great," Sarah said, unloading a bag of groceries. "I went and bought 5 beds, 5 water bowls, 5 food bowls, a bunch of toys, puppy food," she said.

"Where are they now?" he asked.

"My room," she said putting something in the cabinet.

Mike turned and headed in that direction, opening the door a crack, and was immediately overtaken by a wave of yipping fur balls. Kneeling, he began to play with the puppies.

"You need any help?" he called towards the kitchen.

"I need some dick," she almost said, but she caught herself and merely called back, "I'm fine, sweetie." She'd have to attack Beth or Emma later. She briefly thought about using one of her toys, but knew that wouldn't be the same. Sighing, she turned back to empty another bag. Beth came back inside then, carrying another few bags. "There, that's the last. I grabbed the mail too," she said.

Sarah moved close to her then, quietly moving her hand to rub it between Beth's legs, gently stroking against her underwear. Beth bit her lip, and glanced over at Mike, who was thankfully absorbed in playing with the puppies.

"Are you insane?" Beth whispered. "Don't get me all revved up right now," she said, her face flushing. Clearly she was fighting the urge to grab Sarah and go to town right then.

"Just letting you know that I'd like to get Temptress Beth in bed with me tonight."

Beth smiled at that and leaned close. "After the others have gone to sleep, I'm going to make you pay for getting me hot right now."

With excitement evident in the mischievous look spread across her face, Sarah giggled. That was exactly what she wanted to hear. Grabbing a bottle of detergent she headed to the laundry room and winked at Beth.

Taking the cue, Beth glanced back over at Mike, who was still playing with the puppies, and quickly ducked into the laundry room.

"I'm going to destroy you tonight," she said. Advancing on Sarah quickly, she pulled her older sister's face down and yanked her shirt top down, allowing one of her own breasts to spill out. Beth's nipple stood out from her breast, ready for Sarah's mouth to surround and suck on it. A moan escaped her, and it was clear that Beth desperately fought to keep control.

"A girl can only hope," Sarah giggled again, as she ran her tongue across Beth's nipple. She felt it harden quickly as her tongue slid across it, and another low moan from Beth confirmed her sister was quickly losing control.

"Everything in my body wants to throw you down right now and do downright sinful things to you, big sister," Beth groaned. "I'm seriously going to pay you back tonight."

"God, I can't wait," Sarah moaned, as a pout crossed her face.

Commotion behind them spurred them into action. Beth began to put the detergent up, and Sarah grabbed some clothes.

"Those are dirty, naughty girl," Emma said behind them. "You might want to wash them before you fold them."

Sarah smiled and turned. "You scared the shit out of us," she admitted.

"Are you two insane?" Emma asked, playing her part. "What if I'd been Mike?"

"Then my pussy would be full right now," Beth growled, biting her lip.

"Jesus, Sarah, what did you do to her?" Emma asked, seeing how Beth was struggling to maintain control. It looked like she wanted to throw her down and go down on her right there.

"The things I want to do right now..." Beth groaned.

"Beth has had a development, lately." Sarah said. "It seems that whenever she gets turned on, something else takes over and she can barely contain herself. She says it's almost overpowering."

"Clearly," Emma agreed.

"I'm warning you now, if you use her to torment Mike, be careful. She can be hard to stop once she gets going."

Beth finally forced herself towards the door. "God, I'm so going to get you back tonight," she growled at Sarah.

Emma giggled. "Sounds like fun," she said, poking Sarah in the stomach and causing a giggle.

Turning, Emma moved back into the kitchen. Mike had finally stood from his puppy pile and came into the kitchen. "Hey Mike," Emma said, glancing meaningfully at Sarah. "How about we go to a movie tonight?"

"Sounds fun, we can all go."

Danni came into the kitchen then, leaning down and grabbing her puppy. "There's my widdle Princess," she cooed, rubbing the dog behind the ears. "I'm game," she said, smiling at the warm ball of fuzz in her hand and nuzzling it.

Mike flipped open his phone to look at the movie listings.

"I've got a test to study for," Beth said, putting something into the cabinet. "Sorry," she mumbled.

"I'm not really in the mood for a movie tonight either," Sarah said, winking at Emma and mouthing a silent thank-you.

Emma responded with a wink. "Looks like it's just us three," she said, smiling at Danni and Mike.

"After supper?" Mike asked. Danni and Emma nodded and headed towards the living room, followed by five yelping bulldog puppies.

"Can I help you?" Mike said, moving up close to Beth and Sarah, who were unloading the last bag of groceries. Mike could tell that Beth was incredibly turned on. He knew the look on her face and was trying his best to conceal the fact that he knew. Deciding to play a little, he moved behind her, cracked his knuckles together and gently began to rub her shoulders. 

Moaning, Beth dropped the plastic bottle of ketchup back to the table. "God, that feels good," she groaned, her hand squeezing a handful of plastic bags that were sitting on the table.

Mike's muscular hands continued gently pushing and prodding, feeling every inch of Beth's shoulders and neck, working out the stress of the day. He suddenly had a genius idea.

"There ya go," he said, leaning forward and kissing her on the neck. "Love you sis," he said. "Gonna go work out," he said heading to his room to change.

"Fuck, did he say work out," Beth groaned.

Sarah was beside herself with mirth. 

"This is all your fault, damnit," Beth muttered

"I'm sure I'll get sufficiently paid back," Sarah said through a giggle.

Mike came back downstairs then, in a pair of shorts and and a white t-shirt and headed towards the back door to where he kept a weight bench. "Can I get your help in a few to spot me?" Mike said, winking at Emma. 

Containing herself, Emma nodded, heading upstairs to change herself.

Danni smiled and continued her puppy play.

Beth and Sarah were busy trying to focus on something other than their little brother, but in their aroused states, they were fighting a losing battle.

Mike headed outside and turned towards his weight bench, conveniently located in front of one of the huge windows facing the deck.

Moving into the sun, he leaned back and stretched, then moved the left and then right sides. Reaching down, he pulled his shirt slowly off his head, making sure to take his time and draw it out.

"Fuck," Beth said, moving towards the couch, lust clearly visible on her face.

Mike sat down, grabbed his dumbbells and began to do curls, his biceps quickly filling with blood and swelling, his veins clear on his arm. Switching arms, he continued his workout, changing positions and holding one dumbbell behind his head, facing away from the window. As his muscles bulged and then relaxed, he lifted the weight skyward again and again.

"Fuck this," Beth said, moving towards the door. "I'm taking him right now," she said, nearly running towards the back door. Danni and Sarah intercepted her and pushed her into the couch.

"Not yet, Bethy," Sarah said.

Emma came back down in some very tight Lycra shorts and a sports bra and winked at Beth as she passed. "I'll show him something that will jog his memory," she said.

Opening the door, Mike turned and said something, to which Emma nodded. 

Standing, Mike moved to the bench press and adjust the weights on the bar.

Emma moved around behind as Mike laid down underneath the bar. Emma moved forwards then, placing her pussy right above Mike's eyes. Mike played his part perfectly, a look of distress crossed his face, followed by a slight shake of his head as if to get an image out of his head, followed by his eyes opening again and taking in the sight of his sister's pussy lips clearly visible mere inches from his face.

"Fuck, just let me out there," Beth moaned. "Just let me have one of them, that's all I need. I don't give a fuck which."

Mike pushed off and lowered the bar to his chest, straining and groaning but pushing it up. The second one went down and then back up, each one seeming to get a little easier. After a set, Mike stood and turned, moving to let Emma there. He mouthed something to her and she replied something. He moved over and pulled a few weights from each side, and glanced over at her, saying something else. Emma nodded and laid back, her brother taking his place at her head. Closing her eyes briefly to keep from laughing, she could barely contain herself as she saw the surprise he had for her, and for the audience watching them. 

His cock, fully erect, was pushing desperately against the fabric of his shorts and sticking out above her head as he spotted for her.

Covering her mouth, Danni stifled a laugh. "Good lord, Mike," she said.

"Need... it..." Beth groaned.

Sarah couldn't deny it either, she needed it as well. "Fuck, I hope he gets better soon," she griped, grabbing Beth's hand and heading towards the kitchen.

Danni shook her head and smiled.

Beth reluctantly followed Sarah to the kitchen. Seeing the movement inside, Mike turned and looked inside, seeing Danni. Smiling widely, he winked at her as she shook her head in mock dismay, and mouthed the words "You're bad!"

"Fucker," Beth swore, cutting potatoes in the kitchen.

Giggling, Sarah moved closer to her and laid her head on Beth's shoulder. "He's not doing it on purpose, Bethy. Besides, I promise I'll take care of you later."

"If you don't, I might just jump him," she replied, a smirk on her face. "So did you ever name your puppy?"

Tilting her head, Sarah thought for a second. "What are the other puppies' names?"

"Mine is Einstein, Mike's is Max, Danni's is Princess, but I don't know about Emma," Beth replied.

After a thoughtful pause, Sarah said, "I like Dumplin'." She kneeled to pick up the puppy that was nipping at her bare toes. She'd picked the fattest of the five bulldog puppies, and it did indeed look like a fat, mostly white dumpling.

"See? She's all fat and soft and squishy, like a dumplin'!" Sarah said, with a goofy smile.

Beth giggled and leaned over to nuzzle the puppy, which licked her nose in response. "You're a goofball," Beth snickered.

Sarah set the puppy back down on the floor and turned to finish the rest of supper.

A little later, Emma and Mike finished their workout and came back inside.

"Hey Em, what did you name your puppy?" Beth yelled as the two walked towards the kitchen.

Shrugging, Emma came into the kitchen, her body slick with sweat, and opened the refrigerator and grabbed the cartoon of orange juice, taking a very manly swig directly from the cartoon and drawing a scowl from Sarah.

Swallowing deeply, she handed the jug to Mike, who followed suit. "I don't know, honestly. I was thinking about naming him/her after one of my favorite athletes, I just can't think of any good ones."

"What about naming him after the Aggies, or maybe just the mascot," Sarah suggested, putting a dish into the oven.

"Reveille?" Emma asked, but shook her head quickly after.

"Their mascot is the Aggie I thought," Beth said, a quizzical look on her face.

"It is," Mike clarified. "They are the Texas Aggies, but their mascot is a Border Collie named Reveille."

"Why that name?" Beth said, still looking slightly confused.

"They're all named that," Mike said. "It's a tradition."

Beth resumed cooking. "The Aggies and their traditions," she said, shaking her head.

Chuckling, Mike turned to Emma. "What about Stink-ass, after what you did to me yesterday. I had to go shoot cologne directly into my nose to get the smell out."

"No, and you deserved it, fuck-ass," Emma said, slapping him on the arm. Emma's puppy came over to her then and desperately tried to get her attention, finally resorting to chewing on her toes. 

"Yeah, maybe," Mike said. "Who would have thought..."

"Ouch, you little shit," Emma yelped as the dog bit sharply into her toe.

"Winner winner," Mike said, laughing. "You Little Shit," he said, clapping his hands and laughing. "That's it right there."

All four sisters laughed at the idea of calling the dog You Little Shit. Shrugging, Emma gave in after a few minutes of begging, laughing, and bribing.

"Fine, we can call it You Little Shit," she said, rolling her eyes.

Sarah giggled and came over. "We're just kidding sweetie, you can name it whatever you want. It's your puppy."

"I've got a few suggestions for you," Mike said, a playful smile on his face. "Barktimus Prime, or maybe Fugly, or how about..." he said, falling quiet when she shot him a go-to-hell look.

Thinking quietly for a few moments, Emma finally smiled and snapped her fingers. "I like Biscuit."

"Biscuit, Dumplin', Max, Princess, and Einstein," Beth said, smiling. "It's not a clever play on words for all five, but they're great, just the same."

Danni nodded. "I'm just curious why two are named after food. Are you two that hungry right now?"

Sarah threw an onion slice at her. "Princess?" she asked.

Giggling, Danni blushed a bit. "I know, I know," she said shrugging.

As evening came and supper was finally ready, Mike came back downstairs from a nice cold shower. The girls were already seated as he took his place and the food began to get served.

"So, how's your memory?" Beth asked, looking hopeful.

Mike shrugged, "Oh, about the same," he said, not daring to glance at Emma or Danni. "I remember stuff from a year ago, and everything recent, just not anything else."

"Fuckin' jackass,"the voice snapped. "We could be fuckin' RIGHT NOW, but NOOOOO."

Mike ignored it and dove into his meal.

As dinner ended, Mike, Danni, and Emma all went to get ready for the movie and Beth could barely contain her anticipation. "I'm gonna lose it, Sarebear," she said impatiently. 

"Calm down, honey," her older sister responded. "We'll have plenty of time."

They seemed to be deliberately taking their time. 

'Damn them!' Beth thought, and she felt an almost unbearable urge to run upstairs and jump her brother, or her sister, or even both for that matter. After what seemed like an eternity, they finally began to file out the door and all hopped in Mike's truck.

"Oh my god, fucking finally," Beth said as the lights of the truck flicked on and the engine roared to life.

Giggling, Sarah continued washing her dishes. "Just let me fin..." she started, but didn't get any further. Beth had come up behind her and grabbed her from behind, wrapping her arms around her smaller sibling.

"You are so going to pay for getting me all hot and bothered earlier," Beth whispered, hands moving to Sarah's breasts, squeezing them and pinching a nipple.

Turning Sarah around, Beth quickly met her lips and kissed her deeply. Sarah whimpered softly as Beth pulled her close, her tongue pushing inside her sister's mouth. Sarah gently untied her apron and pulled it over her head, breaking the kiss for a moment to finish removing it, before lifting both hands up and pulling her younger sister back into a deep kiss.

It was Beth's turn to whimper as Sarah's fingers began to dance on the back of her neck, sending tingles all the way down her body. Everything in her body was screaming at her to tear off all of Sarah's clothes. She tried to stop the urges, but they were so strong. She could control this thing, whatever was taking her over at the moment.

'I can do this!' she vowed, steeling her resolve.

Running a hand down the back of Beth's neck and then around the front, Sarah pushed her own tongue back into her sister's mouth, whimpering softly again as Beth pulled her tight.

Breaking the kiss suddenly, Beth pulled Sarah out of the kitchen and towards the downstairs bedroom.

Pushing the door open, Beth led Sarah in and kicked it closed behind them, pushing her up against the wall and ripping the shirt from her body.

"Good Lord Bethy," Sarah said, breathing heavily, her nipples erect in the dim light of the room, her chest heaving in anticipation. 

Grinning wickedly, Beth began to kiss slowly down Sarah's neck, her movements excruciatingly slow and deliberate, with gentle nibbles and pinches where she went. As she reached the collarbone, she planted a velvet kiss on Sarah's shoulder, moving down an arm and then across, skipping her breasts for a moment and drawing a moan of tortured disappointment from Sarah. 

Grabbing Sarah's left nipple, Beth began to gently squeeze and twist, never letting go but not squeezing painfully, just enough to fill it with blood and send electricity across Sarah's body. "Fuck, that's nice," Sarah murmured, and she could feel Beth smile as her tongue moved across the opposite shoulder. As Beth moved across to her arm, she continued downwards to Sarah's elbow and forearm, to her wrist, and finally to her fingers, sucking them into her mouth. A moment later, Beth moved on to the stomach, kissing above the waistband of Sarah's shorts. 

Gently biting and drawing a giggle from Sarah, Beth moved across her soft stomach towards her breasts, where her hand was still softly tweaking and pinching a nipple. Raising up slightly, Beth brought the opposite breast close, and softly blew a breath of air across the surface, the tiny hairs poking up and her nipple hardening visibly. 




Just the Six of Us Ch. 25



"Fffffuck!" Sarah moaned, as Beth blew again across her chest, her nipple hardening even further.

Smiling, Beth opened her mouth and gently licked across her sister's nipple, closing her mouth around it and gently sucking, still twisting and pulling at the other nipple. Breaking the suckle, Beth glanced up. "Do you like that?" she asked, indicating her other breast where the nipple was being softly abused.

"Fuck yes," Sarah said, softly fidgeting around.

"Is your pussy wet?" Beth asked, drawing the nipple back into her mouth.

"Fuck yes," Sarah said again, faster this time.

Smiling, Beth finally released her sister's nipple, but traded breasts and began to gently pull and twist the other, filling it as much as the first. Moving over, she closed her mouth around Sarah's other nipple and wrapped the tip of her tongue several times around the engorged tip, bringing her teeth down gently and squeezing as softly as she could.

"Sweet Christ you might make me cum just from that," Sarah blurted out suddenly, breathing heavily as Beth continued to assault her breasts.

Moving her free hand to Sarah's ass, Beth found the edge of her shorts and gently pulled, the fabric sliding off the soft skin and pulling the small pink panties with it.

"If you lick my pussy, I just might pass out right now," Sarah moaned.

"I'd keep licking you," Beth growled, past Sarah's erect and glistening nipple. "I told you I'd pay you back for earlier."

Breaking the hold she had, Beth turned her sister, who couldn't resist even a little bit and pushed her back the bed, pulling the shorts and panties completely off. "Just lay on your pillow, sissy," Beth commanded. Sarah complied quickly, eager to feel her younger sister's ministrations again.

Beth opened her mouth and began to gently kiss the tops of Sarah's feet, moving upwards quickly to her legs, to her thighs, feeling the pressure from whatever was inside her to get to the prize, to get that pussy into her mouth, to taste it and suck it, lick, bite, swallow.

Growling, Beth moved quickly forwards and practically dove into her sister's vagina, unable to contain herself any longer. She took one hand and pulled back on her sisters lips, exposing her clitoris, which she promptly began to suck and lick. Her free hand went up and found Sarah's ample nipple, softly tweaking and pinching again, as gently as she could manage, not wanting to hurt her sister.

Sarah was lost in pleasure at that moment. She marveled at how natural a talent Beth seemed to be, as if she'd been eating pussy for years. Her chest rose and fell quickly with her breath, pushing Beth's hand up and down with each one. That hand! "God that's nice," Sarah gasped.

That gentle pinching was so erotic! It was incredible that such a small act could have such a profound effect on her. She marveled at how it felt, but quickly fell back into bliss as Beth began to rhythmically slurp between her legs. She was close now, she knew it, could feel the wave of pleasure building.

Beth must have felt something too, as she moved her hand away from Sarah's pussy and up to the free nipple. 

"Sweet Jesus!" Sarah moaned, as both of her nipples began to throb from the gentle squeezing and twisting. Her head was a maze of pleasure, the nipples, back to the clitoris, the weight of her sister on her legs, Beth's long blonde hair cascaded along her thighs, back to the clitoris, or the nipples again. She grunted and arched her back up off the bed as the first orgasm hit her, and Beth locked her lips around Sarah's clitoris and sucked forcefully. 

"Fucking fucking fuck fuck fuck," Sarah chanted, her body quaking from the orgasm, wave after wave of heaven washing over her and then eventually fading away, gradually, deliberately until there was just the pleasant feeling of Beth's tongue in her pussy, still gently sucking and licking.

Reaching down with both hands, Sarah pulled Beth's head from between her legs, and after a few seconds of heavy breathing, she grinned and whispered, "My turn."

Beth fell back a bit, allowing her older sister to stand, and began pulling her own clothes off. As her breasts spilled free, Sarah was immediately at them, licking and gently pulling at Beth's nipples, the larger globes quivering as Beth's urges to take over gave way to pleasure. Sarah ran her tongue along the outside of Beth's nipple, moving to the other but replacing her tongue with her fingers on the first, tweaking and gently pulling as Beth had done to her, knowing how good it felt.

"Fuck," Beth muttered, confirming the thought in Sarah's mind.

Laying backwards, Sarah pulled her sister forwards and let her fall knees first onto the bed above her. "Lower yourself onto my face," she said, turning and kissing Beth's thigh, Beth's pussy inches from her face.

"Fuck," Beth repeated, slowly lowering her pussy onto Sarah's waiting mouth, wincing slightly as she felt the first intrusion but quickly getting into a rhythm of wiggling her hips as her tongue danced around her most private area. Sarah wrapped both hands around Beth's legs and pulled forcefully, causing Beth to moan in pleasure. 

"Fuck me," Beth groaned, her pussy throbbing in pleasure. Sarah shifted and moved upwards, lifting her head as Beth's hands came down and entangled themselves with great handfuls of Sarah's hair.

"Mmmhmm," Sarah confirmed from the folds of her pussy, liking this idea of Beth's.

Grinning, Beth pulled tightly on her sister's hair, pushing her tongue deeper inside. 

"Oh fuck," she said, pulling tighter as Sarah desperately sought out her clitoris, finally pulling it into her mouth and sucking hard.

"Jesus," Beth yelled, pulling her sister's head up and down across her pussy, where ever she felt like moving it. Sarah's tongue and lips obliged, sucking and licking wherever they could find purchase. Beth began to rock her hips forward, rubbing her clit across Sarah's mouth as the first waves of an orgasm began to slam into her. 

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," Beth groaned, her body quivering and shaking, breasts bouncing as she ran her older sister's head back and forth, up and back over her orgasming pussy. When the orgasm finally began to subside, Beth fell forward and let Sarah move out from underneath her, and she turned and wrapped her up and in a passionate kiss, both lips and tongues entwining in each other's juices.

Breaking the kiss, Sarah sat back a bit. "God, that was nice," she smiled. 

Beth had a mischievous look on her face for a second. "We're not done," she said, and pushed Sarah back onto the bed, turning and raising a leg as she pushed both of her hands under Sarah's ass and gently began to pull her hips upwards, seeking out her highly sensitive parts again. 

Both girls dove in hungrily on each other for a second time, rolling and licking, sucking and biting each other in a sixty-nine that threatened to break down the walls.

******

"So how long do you think they'll wait before jumping each other," Emma asked, glancing over at her brother. She sat near the door, with Danni between her and Mike.

"Probably about 30 seconds," Danni snickered, drawing a laugh from the other two.

Pulling into the parking lot of the large movie theater, all three hopped out and headed to the ticket booth. Grabbing their tickets, they moved inside. 

"Torment this guy at the counter," Mike said, nodding at a painfully nerdy looking guy with thick glasses.

Emma smiled and turned for a second, undoing a snap in her shirt and letting her cleavage free a bit.

The guy, who had RAYMOND stenciled on his name tag, was lost in thought and nearly fell out of his chair when Emma sauntered up to him. Leaning over the glass counter, she peered down inside and began to browse the candy. Mike laughed quietly to himself as Danni wrapped herself up next to him, giggling quietly. The poor guy couldn't contain himself and was definitely staring directly at Emma's cleavage. 

"So hot in here," he heard Emma murmur. "I think I'll have a candy bar," she said, pointing to one of the selections in the cabinet. Never taking his eyes off her cleavage, he reached in an fumbled around for the candy.

"This one?" he asked, briefly tearing his eyes away from her tits. 

Nodding, she smiled, and looked over at the drinks. "Can I have a cup of ice water? It's so darn hot in here," she said, opening her shirt slightly and waving it gently, every time flashing a nipple for the briefest of seconds.

The guy stood stupidly for a second before turning towards the drink machine, then back to her, and finally completely to the drink machine and fumbling with the complimentary cups they used for ice water.

Handing her the glass, he cleared his throat and quietly asked, "Is that all, m...m...miss?"

Reaching into the glass, Emma brought forth a piece of ice and rubbed it down her cleavage, accidentally dropping it down the front of her shirt, the water droplets defying gravity for the briefest of seconds before sliding naughtily down the front of her chest, disappearing behind the low cut blouse.

Again, she reached into the glass and put the piece of ice to her chest, this time actually pulling her shirt to the side and rubbing it across a nipple, and then quickly to the other side.

The poor guy looked like he was going to faint.

Turning, Emma pointed at Mike and Danni, and smiled, "My boyfriend will pay," she smiled and turned towards the theater.

Giggling, Danni and Mike moved across the room to the flabbergasted guy, desperately trying to appear as non-threatening as possible as Mike and Danni walked arm in arm towards him.

Smiling, Mike nudged Danni and nodded towards the candy. "What would you like, babe?"

Danni selected her own candy and got a soda, waiting for Mike to make his selection, and then decided to be naughty on her own. 

'If Emma can do it, so can I," she thought, her hand moving around to rub Mike's crotch, causing him to cough as he glanced up at the guy patiently waiting, whose eyes were practically molesting Danni right there.

Emma came back around the corner then and moved to the other side of Mike, moving up tight against him and rubbing his leg right next to Danni's hand, comfortably resting across the bulge in Mike's pants.

"How much, bud?" Mike asked.

The guy punched a few keys and gave him the amount. Mike tossed him a twenty and patiently waited for him to count out the change as his sisters continued to rub his crotch and thighs.

Emma winked at the poor kid, and as they turned to leave she grinned and quipped, "Nobody will believe you, honey."

Shaking his head, Raymond couldn't help but agree as he sat back down at his counter.

Laughing quietly, Mike shook his head and playfully pushed his sisters off of him. "You two are downright evil," he said.

"Anything for you, Master," Emma said playfully, coming up and kissing him quickly.

Giggling, Danni smiled and took Emma's hand in one of hers and Mike's in the other as they walked towards their theater. Quietly finding a seat in the dim theater, they watched the pre-show as other patrons finally began to show up. 

Emma had chosen a seat near the back, but there was one man behind them, and only seven or eight other couples below them.

Mike sat on the right, with Danni in the middle.

"It feels so good to be out in public, doesn't it?" Emma asked, turning and smiling at her.

Smiling, Danni turned and nodded. "It does," she whispered. "I was actually just thinking that very thing."

"It's a little scary," Emma admitted. "I keep thinking we'll see someone we know, and they'll see us being... more than brother and sisters, you know?"

Danni nodded. "It's exciting," she giggled.

The house lights dimmed then as the pre-show faded and the previews started.

Danni couldn't contain herself and had to try out Emma's limits again. She'd been thinking about doing something to her sister again ever since she'd learned that it would just be the three of them going to the show. She glanced over at Emma, her chest still glinting in the flickering light from the water she'd used to torment the poor counter guy. She felt so close to her sister now: it was like they had something in common that they never had before, being the only ones that could be intimate their brother at the moment. It seemed crazy, as she'd never been attracted to girls, not in the slightest.

Now however, with she and Emma growing so close since the accident, and now afterward learning about the little minx's fascination for being dominated, it just seemed like so much fun. She had to admit that she was attracted to her, but assumed it had a lot to do with her being Mike's twin. She got a lot of the same feelings that she did when she kissed Emma as when she kissed Mike. They were so alike that it was hard to separate the two in her head, or at least that what she supposed.

Smiling, she turned back to the screen, vowing to just go with the flow and enjoy whatever life was going to throw her way.

Trying to contain a giggle that threatened to worm its way out of her, she ran her hand along her brother's leg and squeezed gently. He smiled over at her and laced his fingers with hers.

"Do you remember that night on the couch, when you and Mike were fucking and I was right next to you?" Danni asked as she leaned close and nudged Emma.

Thinking for a minute, Emma smiled and nodded. "Yes, we were trying to so hard not to let you know that we were doing that; Sarah and Beth as well," she said.

"Did you know that you were squeezing my breast when you started to have your orgasm?" Danni asked, glancing furtively at her.

Smiling, Emma shook her head. "No, but I was turned on," she chuckled. "What brought that up?"

Shrugging, Danni turned and looked at her. "I just liked it," she said. "It turned me on."

Emma turned, her mouth open. "Danni!" she whispered.

Giggling, Danni shrugged and bit her lips, slightly embarrassed.

"Which part, Mike subtly fucking me right next to you, or me fondling you without permission," Emma asked, leaning in close and taking Danni's hand in her own, their fingers lacing together.

"A bit of both, I'm sure," Danni admitted. "Wanna play?" Danni asked, trying to change the subject.

"Whatever my Mistress wants, I will do," Emma said, winking and squeezing her sister's hand.

"Let's wait until the movie starts and we'll have a little fun with the big doofus next to us," she said, indicating Mike, who was oblivious to the whole conversation and had actually been paying attention to the previews.

"That one looks good," he said, as if on cue.

Laughing easily, the girls both turned back to the screen and waited patiently.

A few minutes later, Danni turned and leaned close, her fingers still wrapped in Emma's and Mike's.

"Are you wearing panties?" she whispered quietly.

Emma glanced over and winked. "Neither my Mistress nor my Master said I could wear any," she reminded.

Danni giggled again and focused back on the movie, which had finally started.

"That's gonna take some getting used to," she whispered. 

"What's that?" Emma asked, turning to face her.

"You calling me Mistress," Danni replied. 

"I'm sure you'll get used to it quickly," Emma said. "Mistress."

Shaking her head in quiet mirth, Danni leaned her head over and laid it on Emma's shoulder.

About an hour later, Mike stood to go to the rest room and Danni knew her chance had arrived.

"Before he gets back, I've got some new... orders for you."

Emma licked her lips. "Yes Mistress," she said eagerly.

Mike came back a few minutes later and resumed his seat. Emma stood almost immediately and began to lean over Danni, her hands reaching forwards and fumbling for Mike's zipper. 

Sneaking a look back, Danni glanced at the dark figure behind them, who seemed to be intent on the screen. She could barely make out features, but didn't recognize who it was. It seemed safe enough, she decided.

Emma had freed her brother's cock by this point and was greedily sucking at the tip, one hand bracing herself from falling onto the floor as Danni wrapped her arm around her little sister's hip to help hold her. 

Wiggling around gently until she was comfortable, Emma resumed her oral activities, patiently sucking and slurping at her brother's impressively hard dick, drawing it in and caressing it with her tongue, her soft moans spurring on her brother's excitement.

Turning back again, Danni couldn't help but hold a hand to her mouth in shock and surprise as a figure she hadn't seen before rose up from the darkness, right in the lap of the other gentleman in the back. He was getting head too!

Danni stifled a surprised laugh and turned back, feigning interest in the movie for a minute, before glancing at her sister's ass. 'Good god, that's a nice ass,' she thought, and paused to consider what had just crossed her mind.

Emma's brown locks were bouncing up and down vigorously as she sucked her brother's cock, in and out of her mouth, her tongue wrapping around the tip and then moving out of the way so she could pull it deep into her mouth.

Danni glanced over and saw the look in his eyes. "That will do," she whispered to Emma.

Giggling, Emma raised her head out of her bewildered brother's lap and winked, kissing him on the cheek. "Yes, Mistress," she said.

"Oh come on," Mike complained. Sighing, he gave up, remembering that he gave Danni power over him on conflicting orders. 

"Mmmhmm, like I said, bad idea. Dumbass."

'Yeah, Yeah,' he thought back.

The movie began to get interesting at that moment, and the siblings began to actually watch closer, each resisting the urge to fool around with the others. 

Turning around again, Danni glanced back and saw the smaller of the two figures behind them, the girl, lower her head and disappear back into the lap of the other figure. The male figure was enjoying himself, that much she could tell. At that moment, a brightly lit part of the movie flashed up on the screen and Danni glanced back again, and her eyes widened as she saw Matt sitting in the back of the theater. Smiling and shaking her head she peered and saw a brunette ponytail bouncing up and down in his lap. Grinning, she turned back around and focused on the movie. 

After the credits began to roll and the lights came up, she stood, turning and peering back at where Matt had been, but he'd apparently left early with his date, whoever she was.

Mike came up behind them both as the walked towards the exit and wrapped his arms around their waist. As they exited, Emma walked over to Raymond, who was still standing at the concession stand, but was desperately trying to convince a pair of equally awkward looking employees about what had happened earlier.

"Raymond, you bad boy," Emma purred at him. "Are you telling on me, sweetheart?"

In a rare moment of knowing what to say, Raymond shook his head and cleared his throat. "Can I get you more ice?" he asked.

Emma giggled and winked and waved, turning back to Mike and Danni. "Bad boy," she called back knowing that every set of eyes behind the concession counter was locked on her gently swaying ass as it sauntered back over to her dates.

"See, I fuckin' told you!" Raymond whispered loudly.

"Bad girl," Danni giggled at her as she came back. Mike shook his head and opened the door for them, exiting and wrapping his arms around them as they walked to the truck. As they drove home, Danni mentioned that she'd seen Matt at the movie theater, but left out the part about him getting frisky.

"He must have left early, probably couldn't wait to go fuck his date," Emma said, smiling.

****** 

Matt shook his head emphatically. "There's no way they saw us. I'm tellin' you, trust me. Get back over here now and finish the job. I wanna feel them lips on this bad boy again," he said, patting his crotch.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 25



Missy rolled her eyes and slapped him on the shoulder. "Listen you horny fuck, you already came once and you promised you'd get me off. It's my turn, unless you want me to go find a replacement. At least a new one might taste better," she said with a grin.

"Alright, but it's gonna be hard to drive and suck yer pussy at the same time," he said, letting go of the steering wheel and leaning over until she slapped him again. 

Laughing, he turned back to the road and glanced down at his crotch. A few seconds later he glanced back at her and then down at his crotch again. "Eh?" he said with a wink.

Rolling her eyes she couldn't help but smile. "Fine, but you owe me big time. Dirty motherfucker," she said, leaning over in the seat and popping open his bluejeans. She felt his familiar hands on her head and felt him begin to push down.

"That's my boy," she said with a grin, enjoying the pressure.

******

Pulling up, the siblings got out and went inside. As they entered the door, they heard soft moans coming from Sarah's room. Giggling, they quietly shushed each other and moved as silently as they could upstairs.

"Night guys," Emma whispered as she turned to head to her own room, but stopped short when Danni wouldn't release her hand.

"Lets try out the new sleeping arrangement," she said with a wink.

Grinning, Mike pushed the door to his room open, followed quickly by his sisters. Inside, he quickly stripped off his shirt, tossing his wallet, keys, and pocket knife on the table. He felt soft lips on his back, gently moving across and then around, underneath where his arm lay, across his ribs. Soon, another pair of lips pushed against his shoulder, and then his neck. Turning, he grabbed the second person and desperately kissed her lips, soft and sweet. A warm tongue darted out and played with his. 

In front of him, Danni pulled desperately at his pants, the button and zipper finally giving way and the blue jeans falling to the floor. His cock was tenting the front of his shorts, which were quickly whisked away. She wasted no time in wrapping her lips around the head of his cock, which drew a soft moan of pleasure from her brother.

Emma pulled him backwards, to the bed, and Danni followed, her lips locked on his cock, releasing only as he fell backwards to the bed, Emma quickly straddling his face and dropping her pussy to his lips. "God, I'm so fuckin' horny," she groaned quietly. Mike's tongue probed her and withdrew, pushing out again.

She groaned in pleasure as he pulled her tightly to his face, his tongue deep inside her as Danni worked her lips up and down his cock. Emma had a dreamy look in her eyes as Mike ate her out. Moving back and forth on his face, she could feel her juices spreading across his lips and cheeks, his rough chin and cheeks and smooth lips and tongue combining to give an interesting combination of pleasure and irritation, the two sensations blurring until it was one solid feeling of pleasure.

Mike moaned as Danni went as far down as she could, his rock-hard prick pushing deeply into her throat. Pulling him out of her mouth with a loud smack, she smiled as she saw Emma's shapely ass wiggling around on her brother's chin. 

"God, you have a nice ass, Emmy," she whispered, as Mike tried to mumble an agreement to her statement. She giggled when he did, the sensations tickling her.

"No talking, Mike, just keep eating her pussy," she said as she rose to straddle him. 

Leaning forwards to brace herself against Emma's back, she positioned herself so she could slide gently down onto her brother's cock, which was still sticking up and demanding a little attention. Emma had both of her hands locked on her brother's skull and had it brought snug up against her pussy lips. Her nipples were poking out, huge and swollen in pleasure. 

Danni slid up gently, her pussy sliding wetly along her brother's thick shaft. A soft moan escaped her lips as she gently pushed back down, his cock filling her up as she leaned her head on her sister's shoulder. She slid up again, his cock pulling from her until she bounced back down on him, a gasp escaping her lips.

"Just remember to be quiet, we don't want to blow Mike's cover," Emma whispered, a moan escaping after.

She began to come soon after that as Mike gently chewed and sucked at her clit, her hips bucking and her hand bracing herself against the wall. As she did, Danni reached around and gently rubbed a breast. 

As she finished coming, Emma turned and grinned at her sister. "Payback?" 

Danni smiled and nodded, pulling herself up off Mike and moving up to take Emma's place, Emma moving around to take her brother's pussy soaked cock into her mouth.

Glancing back, Danni moaned in pleasure as Mike's mouth searched out her pussy. She saw Emma licking at Mike's cock, slick with her juices and then taking it into her mouth. 

"So does it turn you on to know that Emma is sucking my pussy off of your cock, baby?"

Mike groaned at that and moved his hands around until her found Emma's head. Danni glanced back and saw him begin to push, gently but forcefully, down on to his cock. 

"Do you like it when he forces you to go deep, Emmy?" 

Mike pushed harder and Danni could tell that it went into her throat, a moan escaped from both girls as he did so. Emma gently extracted the cock from her mouth. "Fuck yes it does," she moaned and took him back in as Mike pushed down on her head. 

"I want you to deep throat him when he starts to come," Danni whispered, her own orgasm growing nearer. She followed Emma's earlier example and grabbed Mike's head, pulling him snugly up against her as she straddled his face on her knees.

"Yes, Mistress," Emma moaned as she took him back into her mouth, and again felt him push into her throat. She moaned gently as Danni began to come, glancing up as her ass wiggled back and forth against Mike's chin.

Mike began to moan deeper and Danni could tell he was close. "That's it baby, let her breathe before you come," she said as her orgasm subsided. Flushed, she turned and pulled herself off Mike's face just as he started to come. 

"Now," she said as Mike's face contorted in ecstasy. Emma groaned but forced Mike into her throat, just as she felt the first hot arc of semen explode from the end of her brother's cock, throbbing in her throat, her lips wrapped around the base. Mike groaned in pleasure and his body went limp, Emma's lips wrapped firmly around the base of his cock as arc after arc of hot cum shot down her throat. Finally finished, she quickly extracted her brother from her mouth and took a deep breath.

"Jesus Christ dude! That was fucking insane! I thought Weepy McNeeds-a-Hug was boring, but holy shit! "



Just the Six of Us Ch. 26



I write these words on the day that would have been our ten year anniversary. It's been a rough day, and since I'm such a private person, no one knows how much I'm hurting inside. Every morning I wake up and am reminded that you are gone, that we're no longer "us." Sometimes I wish I could go back in time and fix whatever went wrong, and then I realize that we're actually better apart than we ever were together. You know that I'm the type of person that never truly falls out of love, and if you ever get to read this story, you'll know what your leaving has done to me, the good things and the bad. First, know that every scene between Danni and Mike from chapter 1 to the end was written based on my memories of you, and of us. The way he looks at her and the way he treats her, brushes the hair out of her eyes and has such a necessity to protect her, was how I felt for you. You were my everything, and you crushed me. I just hope that you can feel some of the love that I had for you, (since I was not adept at showing it) in the love that Mike has for Danni Words just seem such poor medium to try and convey it.

You don't love someone for their looks, their clothes, or their fancy car but because they sing a song only you can hear. -Oscar Wilde

To my readers: Thank you for coming with me on this painful journey. This story has been the best therapy that I could have asked for, and your feedback has kept me going.

Finally, thank you to my editor, Drew.

No, I'm not quitting. Yes, I'm still writing.

Yes, 27 is on the way, and no, I don't have a date.

Chapter 26

Mike rolled over as dawn broke through the curtains hanging at his window. He raised his hand sleepily up to his face, rubbing his eyes and rolling over. There was only one brunette head of hair snoring softly in his bed.

"So um, sex?"

Mike sighed and shook his head. 'Not yet,' he thought.

"What's the point of getting out of bed if you aren't gonna hit that?"

'School, shithead.'

The voice was silent for a second, but then replied, sounding irritated. "You realize you're insulting a voice in your own head, right dumbass? You called yourself a shithead."

'You think too much.'

He turned and brushed the hair away from Danni's face and leaned over to kiss her. She smiled and yawned, stretching her arms out, her warmth and softness drawing him in.

"You are irresistible," he said, smiling and kissing her deeply.

"Fucky fucky. Right now."

"Dude, chill," Mike said. He froze as Danni pulled away from him and confused look on her face.

"What's wrong? Why'd you call me dude?" she asked.

"Dammit MAN! You fuckin' idiot! Now she's gonna think we're crazy and not fuck me, you... us, whatever, anymore!"

'Calm down and shut the fuck up, let me handle this.'

"I uh," Mike stammered. "I wasn't talking to you."

Danni cocked her head and raised an eyebrow, not having to voice the question in her head.

"I know, I know. It's hard to explain. I just don't want you think I'm nuts."

"Mike, we're a family of siblings all fucking each other. Talking to yourself is the last thing that people would think is weird."

He shrugged. "I know, but it's just that, it's been going on so long, I've gotten used to it."

"Gotten used to what, baby?" She had a genuine look of concern on her face now.

"You're getting nowhere fast, slick."

"I've got a voice in my head," he said, waiting for a response.

Danni sat quietly for a few long moments before replying. "Mike honey, you are going to have to explain that a little bit more."

Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair and stood, moving to his computer chair to sit. "I've got something in my head that talks to me. I think things back to it and it responds. It's almost like I've got another little person in my head, a really, really horny one."

"Ooh, I like him already," she said, giggling.

"Ya DAMN RIGHT BABAY! Move over slick, I got this!"

"I'm serious, Danni," he said. "Sometimes he wants me to throw you to the floor and fuck your brains out."

"Well, where's the harm in that?" Danni asked, a mirthful look on her face. "As long as he's not telling you to kill us, or skin us and then kill us, or fuck us skin us and eat us."

"No, he's not that kind of voice," Mike said. "I think it's something that's left over from the trauma of losing mom and dad. I don't know why it's horny all the time though."

"Baby, it's part of you. You're the one who's horny. It's just a part of your mind that's had to deal with some pretty rough stuff at a young age. That voice is just the way your mind has adjusted. The fact that it's horny is just you being a young man."

He smiled, looking relieved. 

"What?" she asked, climbing out of bed, her nude body moving towards him as his eyes automatically roamed over her.

"I just never expected one of my sisters to be so understanding."

"Oh baby, I love you," she said, moving close to him and brushing a hand across his cheek and wrapping herself up in his arms. "Nothing you could say or do will ever change that."

Mike inhaled deeply, squeezing as tight as he dared.

"So, I wanted to talk about something from last night," Mike said.

Danni turned and moved towards Mike's closet to find an old shirt. "Go ahead," she said, pulling one over her head that came to just above her butt, which was cutely peeking out.

"Well, I just wanted to know what changed your mind about having sex with a woman. I mean, don't get me wrong, I don't mind having sex with two women. I mean I had sex with Sarah and Emma, and then Sarah and Beth, and now you and Emma."

Danni turned and smiled. "Well, nothing," she replied. 

"So then why did you have sex with Emma?"

She smiled wider. "I didn't, you did."

Mike sat, yet another confused look on his face.

She giggled. "Think, silly. Did I ever even touch her last night in more than a sisterly way? I mean sure, Emma and I have kissed, and I might have fondled her and she fondled me, but I wouldn't consider that having sex. I mean, she did suck on you after you were in me, but that's on her, not me."

Mike scrunched up his forehead.

"We simply both had sex with you, not each other. I have no desire to have sex with any of my sisters. The only reason I kissed her was because she's so like you, so it wasn't that big of a stretch."

Mike nodded slowly.

"What about the domination thing?"

"What about it?"

"Well, do you think it's weird?"

She shrugged. "Who am I to say what's weird or not? I like to swallow cum and I'm fucking my own brother. All Emma is asking is for someone to exert some control over her. I'm sure it makes her feel loved, makes her feel needed, besides really turning her on."

Mike smiled, pulling on his shorts and reaching for a shirt. Danni came up between his arms and got in one more hug and a quick kiss before heading off to her room.

"Okay, so that didn't go so bad."

Mike ignored the voice and headed off to shower.

******

Across town, Ashley wiggled slightly in her ropes as her brother checked the knots. 

"Are you sure you're into this?" he asked her for the thousandth time.

She turned and looked back at him, "For the last time, yes. Now come over here and put the gag on and fuck me."

"You're sure that mom isn't going to come home any time soon?" 

"Paul, if you don't get that cock inside me in about five seconds, I'm going to tell mom you're fucking me."

Shaking his head, Paul reached around her and pulled the gag around her mouth and tightened it. He fastened her blindfold and ensured she couldn't see. Moving back to her rear he leaned forwards and pressed his lips to her cute ass, moving slowly towards her crease. He glanced up at her as she began to breathe faster, her red hair pulled back into a ponytail. She moaned around her gag as he pressed his tongue into her slit, running it up and down a few times, then moving to her ass. 

He stood then and checked her ropes one last time, her arms tied behind her back as she leaned forward on her knees onto the bed.

Dropping his boxers to the floor, he came behind her and gently rubbed his hand across her ass, bringing it back and then down in a hard thwack. She moaned and pushed her hips backwards, her ass pressing into his thighs. 

"So my slutty little sister likes that, eh?"

She groaned as he spanked her again, one of his hands grabbing a handful of her ponytail and pulling her head back.

Her hips were wiggling quickly, desperately trying to work his cock into her pussy. He smiled and reached down with his free hand, gripping his cock and rubbing it across her pussy and then her ass, teasingly. Ashley seemed about ready to burst.

Paul rubbed his cock across her ass again and gently began to push it in. Ashley moaned as he pulled her ponytail, the tip of his cock pushing slowly into her ass. She moaned again as he inserted another inch, her breathing fast and shallow. He slowly pushed another inch in and then everything seemed to loosen and the rest slid in quickly. He stood there for a second while her ass adjusted to him. She groaned and wiggled, his hands still pulling her ponytail. He spanked her again. She gasped and began to come.

Paul smiled as his little sister had an orgasm, his cock deep in her ass. He pulled back and pushed himself in again, and then again, slowly building up speed as he pulled her hair and spanked her. He lost count of how many times she came. Eventually, he filled her ass full of his cum and pulled her gag and blindfold off. 

"I'm gonna go shower," he said, pulling at the rope that held her hands behind her. He stopped before she got free and smiled. "I think I like you like that. I'll free you when I'm done."

She smiled and shrugged, her face a mess of smiles and sweat.

Paul had just turned on the shower and stepped in when she heard the key in the front door.

"Fuck, PAUL!" she yelled.

"What?" he asked, peeking out from behind the shower curtain.

"MOM!"

******

Mike closed the bathroom door behind him and turned on the water. He turned and looked at his reflection in the mirror. He was still bruised in places, including a large spot on his ribcage. There was a soft knock at the door and Beth's blonde head peeked in.

"You doing okay, hun?"

Mike smiled and nodded. "Yeah, just taking inventory of all my bruises."

She entered and closed the door behind her. Her hair wasn't combed, but she was gorgeous nonetheless. She was wearing one of his threadbare white undershirts, her nipples clearly visible. Mike felt old faithful beginning to stir.

"Let me guess, you're not going to tap that. Nah, there's no reason we'd want those supple breasts in your mouth. Ass."

She noticed him trying not to stare. "You've seen a woman's body before Mike, I'm just your sister."

She moved over to the sink and began to brush her teeth, her breasts shaking as she wiggled the brush around her mouth.

Mike shook his head and turned to the shower.

"Yep, I knew it. You are such a faggot."

He decided to have a little payback time and dropped his boxers to the ground, his semi-hard cock bouncing free of its confines. As he moved over to the other side of the room and grabbed a towel, he saw her unabashedly look over and look at his stomach, then lower, lingering on his crotch before she cleared her throat and leaned forward to spit out the toothpaste foam. She turned, an almost pained look on her face, and quickly left the room as he climbed into the shower.

He heard a click, and the sound of the door being locked, then the shower door opened and Emma stepped in.

"You know, she's going to flat-out rape you if you don't knock that shit off."

"Man, I love this family."

Mike smiled. "Her turn is coming. I still want some time with you. There's something about watching my twin sister come that's just so fucking... hot."

Emma shook her head and rolled her eyes, dunking her head into the stream of water. He came up behind her, his cock bouncing upwards. He reached around her perfect body and gently squeezed a nipple, the other hand roaming down between her legs. He inserted a finger into her and she sighed happily.

"Hey, ever notice how loud your farts sound in the shower?" Emma said with a grin.

"God Emma, not here, you'll kill us both," Mike said, a pained look on his face.

She giggled in response and moaned softly in his arms.

Water ran down her body in rivulets, her nipples hard as tiny diamonds. He dropped to his knees and turned her around, settling her pussy directly down onto his mouth as she gasped, his warm tongue penetrating her.

"Ooohh, fffuck," she moaned. He ran his tongue up her slit and down, drawing her clit into his mouth as she arched her back and ground her pussy into his jaw.

"Someone definitely didn't get enough pussy last night," she moaned.

"No, I got enough. I just didn't get enough of you, Emma."

"Aww, Mike," she said with a smile. "You are SO getting some right now."

He smiled to himself, but didn't respond, his tongue and lips probing and pushing, sucking at her pussy. Her hips bucked back and forth, both of her hands pulling his head into her. He stood suddenly and turned her around, pushing her up against the shower wall and grabbing one of her legs, forcing her to stand on the other. 

"Oh, shit," she moaned, his cock sliding up and down her pussy. "Fuck, just stick it in," she groaned.

Mike smiled and continued to tease her, but she was waiting for him to slide his cock to a certain position. As it reached the spot, she pushed backwards, forcing him inside of her and causing both of them to moan in pleasure.

Mike pushed deeply inside of her, her moans filling the shower. He lifted her leg a little higher, causing her pussy to shift positions and her moans to change in tempo as he thrust in and out of her. She reached back as his cock slid in and out and reached for his free hand. He groaned in pleasure she she wrapped her hand in his and gently guided it, his cock sliding deeply into her.

She pushed his hand towards her ass and then put her own back on the wall. "Put a finger in my ass," she begged.

Always one to please, Mike rubbed his thumb over her asshole as his cock slid into her again. Ever so gently, he pushed his finger into her ass as she began to groan in pleasure. "Holy shit," she muttered. His cock slid in one more time before his finger was totally inserted. Pulling it slightly back out again, he pushed in again while his cock slid in and out. Emma groaned in pleasure again.

Pulling his finger out of her ass, he pulled his cock out and turned her around, lifting her up completely and wrapping her legs around his hips, his cock quickly finding her pussy. "I want to watch you come," he said, his dick pushing deeply into her, so tight and warm.

She bit her lip as he lifted her and let her fall down on his cock repeatedly, the water running down their bodies. She groaned as her pussy convulsed around his cock, her eyes rolling back in her head. She leaned forward and squeezed him tight, his cock filling her up and locked her lips to his as the wave crashed over her. Her pussy convulsed again and again, his cock pushing deep into her and finally spilling his seed into her. He gasped in pleasure as he felt his cum shoot into her, filling his twin sister's pussy.

The stood there for a few minutes, the water washing over them.

Finally, Mike's legs began to shake and she gently extracted him from herself, falling to her knees and drawing his cock into her mouth.

"God, I love your cock," she whispered.

Mike smiled and opened the shower door, exiting as Emma stood and moved for a towel. He began to rub his own towel across his chest. He turned and looked at her as she rubbed the towel through her shoulder-length hair, still naked. He smiled and she turned, a questioning look on her face.

"What?" she asked.

He shook his head and smiled, "I love you, Emma."

She blushed uncharacteristically and smiled back. "I love you too."

He quickly exited and headed back to his room.

*****

After breakfast, school passed quickly for Mike, since the only class he had was Spanish. He'd commanded Emma to start going to school without panties again, and to start wearing more revealing clothing. He'd chosen a black miniskirt, skin-tight, that accentuated her ass to the point of ridiculousness. She looked incredibly hot in it.

He listened quietly as she told him about her day, the people she'd teased for him and how many phone numbers she'd gotten. "I even got a few from girls," she smiled.

Mike chuckled. "How many did you keep?"

Emma giggled. "Just the girls," she grinned, a mischievous look on her face. "Feel like swimming?"

Mike nodded. "Sounds good." 

"Make her go naked!" 

'What are you? Thirteen?' he thought.

"She'll probably ask you anyways."

"Should I wear a suit, Master?" Emma asked, a naughty grin on her face.

"SEE?"

Beth came downstairs then, wearing a bathrobe that was tied loosely, her cleavage visible at the top. She smiled at both of them.

Emma, her question having been answered, headed back upstairs as Mike followed closely his eyes on her ass.

Changing quickly, he headed downstairs and outside, diving into the pool. The water was cold, but refreshing. He swam over and checked the skimmer, dumping out the leaves before turning and diving under. As he came up, he looked to the door and smiled as Emma came out, looking as sexy as ever.

"Is there ever a time when you don't look incredibly fuckable?" he asked.

"I'll take that as a compliment, sexy," she said, diving in and surfacing a few feet away. "Just be careful. Beth was still in the kitchen, so behave yourself unless you want to blow your cover."

Mike nodded and swam around a bit, and then exited the pool following Emma towards the chairs.

"I'm going to need to cover the pool before long," Mike said idly. 

"Yeah, it's getting colder. It's almost October."

He glanced over at her exquisite body, unable to control himself. "God, you're sexy."

"Sweet talker," she smiled at him.

"So did you like the finger?" he asked.

She shrugged. "I guess," she said.

"You asked me to, remember," he said defensively. 

"I just mean that I wish it was your cock that was in my ass instead of your finger."

Mike laughed loudly.

"I wanted to see how it felt, but wanted to start small, before I get you to stick that monster inside me."

"So you liked it?" he asked, glancing over.

"Fuck yes," she smiled.

Mike enjoyed the comfortable silence between them. "So... I just wanted to tell you that I'm not going to ask you to fuck anyone else."

Emma glanced over and looked at him directly. "I know," she said simply.

Mike, confused, looked over quietly for a few seconds. "What?"

"I know," she said again. "I've always known your desires Mike. I know you'd never want to share me with another guy. Quite frankly I don't want you to. I mean yeah, if my master commanded me, I'd fuck anyone you wanted me to." She winked. "You won't, though, I know that. It's the thought of it. The thought of you commanding me to suck someone's cock that I didn't really want to, or eat... say Emily's pussy just for your enjoyment is fucking hot. I know that's not what you're into though. Except maybe for me eating Emily out," she said with a wicked smile. "I'll bet she tastes wonderful."

"You're so bad," he said, a grin crossing his face.

"I want to be such a good slave for you, and I want you to command me to do whatever is your desire. I know you won't make me do anything with anyone else. That doesn't mean we can't have fantasies about it."

Mike nodded. "I might make you tease Emily a little bit," he grinned.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 26



A silence followed. Emma turned over onto her stomach. 

"So did you enjoy last night?" Mike asked.

"Which part?"

"All of it," he replied.

"Well, I enjoyed taunting the movie theater nerd, and I enjoyed sucking your cock in the theater and I liked our threesome, even though I didn't get to enjoy Danni. So yeah, I'd say it was a good night."

Mike nodded. "Danni isn't into girls, I'm the only person she wants to have sex with."

The door to the patio opened and Danni came out, her bathing suit accentuating her body perfectly.

"Speak of the devil," Emma called.

"Talking about me are you?" Danni yelled back. She dove into the pool to cool off and surfaced, swimming to the edge and climbing out. "What are you two talking about?"

"Sex, what else?" Emma said quietly.

"Ah, my favorite subject." Danni grinned for a moment and then asked, "So do you find it weird that I like to swallow cum?"

Emma thought for a second before answering. "No more weird than me liking to be dominated. I mean, I've only been having sex for a few months, and the only guy I've been with is my own brother. I've gotten into some kinky stuff, with this Master/slave stuff. I can't say that I like to swallow cum, because the only cum I've ever swallowed is Mike's. I love swallowing his, so I'm kind of biased."

Danni nodded, laying down beside her. "He was worried that I'd think you were weird."

Emma shrugged. "I'm sure that you two have done stuff way crazier than this."

"Just don't talk, maybe they'll get all worked up talking about sex and we can fuck 'em again!"

"Actually, no," Danni smiled. "Our sex is pretty tame, all things considered. Despite the fact that we're siblings."

"Have you guys ever tried anal sex?" Emma asked.

Danni shook her head. "I've had it before, but that was before all of this. It wasn't anything to get too excited over."

"Mike was fucking me in the shower this morning and I made him put his finger in my ass. I want him to try fucking me there sometime."

Danni smiled. "With your ass, I'm surprised he hasn't tried that yet."

"Well, if you didn't enjoy it, I'm not sure I will," Emma said.

"Don't get me wrong, it was pleasurable enough," Danni replied. "It wasn't something that gave me an orgasm or caused me any real pleasure. I've had a finger in my ass before but it never caused me any real pleasure. Some women are like that. Some hate anal, some tolerate it but don't really care for it, and some absolutely love anal sex. It sounds like you fit into the last category."

Mike shifted his swim trunks to hide his erection.

"Problems there, studly?"

"None at all. The two women I'm fucking talking about getting fucked in the ass while they're sitting about in sexy swimsuits."

"Seriously? I'm horny as fuck."

'You don't pick up on sarcasm very well do you?'

Danni and Emma both laughed. "Our conversations have gotten very candid haven't they," Danni mused.

The patio door open and Beth came out, followed by Sarah both looking sexy in their swimsuits. Mike stood and went over as if to hug his sisters, wrapping them both up and squeezing them tight. "Hi," Sarah laughed.

Mike grinned at her. 

"Don't," she warned, seeing the mischievous look on his face.

"No!" Beth yelled as she felt them beginning to lean towards the water.

"Yep!" Mike yelled as he pulled them both from their feet and jumped into the pool.

Danni and Emma laughed loudly as their sisters came up sputtering and yelling at Mike.

"Come here, you little shit!" Sarah yelled. Mike swam towards the other end of the pool, reaching up and grabbing the diving board, a stupid grin plastered on his face.

Beth dove forwards and wrapped herself around his waist, trying to pull him under. Her breasts smashed up against his waist, one nipple even popping out as the fabric was moved by his leg. He glanced down and was stuck looking for a few seconds. Sarah took the opportunity to reach up and tickle him. Unable to continue holding on, he let go and dropped like a stone. Beth released him and Sarah swam away, quickly.

Mike surfaced and dove towards Sarah, his hands finding her waist and tickling her mercilessly. He didn't relent until she looked like she was going to wet herself. Beth had been giggling off to the side up until that point. Mike released Sarah and turned to Beth. She'd neglected to fix her bikini top, leaving her massive breasts spilling out from the small fabric and her nipple clearly visible. Mike groaned quietly and dove forwards, coming up behind her as she dodged out of the way. He moved quickly behind her and pulled her close, his hands roaming "accidentally" across her breasts before finding a spot she was ticklish. She clawed at his hands as they relentlessly tickled her. 

Finally he released her and turned as she glanced down at what he'd been staring at a few seconds before. She grinned for a second and fixed her bikini. The fun and water games continued for another hour or so before the girls began to get out.

"I'm gonna go ahead and cover the pool, I think," Mike said. "It's getting too cold to swim much."

"I'll go start on supper," Sarah called.

"Are you sure you have to cover the pool?" Beth asked. 

Mike nodded. "It's nearly October isn't it? It's been warm, but that can't last. The leaves will start falling soon." Texas wasn't known for having cold winters, not compared to the northern states, but they could be bitterly cold when the wind began to blow across the Texas plains.

"We'll still have the hot tub to ogle his body," Emma whispered in Beth's ear. "That, and the shower," she smiled. "I think we need to do a little teasing at supper, pay him back for tickling you."

Beth smiled. "Sounds fun. What do you have in mind?"

Emma smiled as she led her older sister inside. "First, don't wear a bra to supper."

Mike rummaged around in the shed and found the pool cover, unfolding it and smoothing it out, looking for any holes that had been eaten in it. He began the arduous task of pulling the edges and securing the corners of the cover to keep debris out.

Mike came inside a half hour later and plopped down on the couch, flipping through the channels, sweaty and smelling.

A short while later, Beth called out that supper was ready. She was wearing a wife beater and a pair of shorts that barely covered her ass. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail tied with a small red ribbon. She knew she looked absolutely delectable, which was exactly what she wanted.

Mike came out of his TV-induced haze when she called out that supper was ready. He had to suppress a smile and a laugh when he saw her, knowing full well what she was trying to do. 

"Oh... my... God..." the voice groaned.

'For once, you and I are in agreement,' Mike thought.

"Go, get it now, before I lose my shit and get lost in your head again."

Mike ignored it, resolving himself to sticking to his plan, and headed to get plates from the cabinet.

Emma came downstairs and caught his eye, flashing him a naughty smile. Mike closed his eyes and shook his head. 

"That little slut had something to do with this, I just know it," the voice whined.

Mike bristled at that. 'Hey now, watch your mouth.'

Emma came in and sat in her customary spot as Beth brought over the last dish of food.

Mike handed her a plate and passed out the rest, his eyes roaming Beth's cleavage. Danni came downstairs at that point, but had to turn back upstairs to cover a cough and a laugh at her younger sister's wardrobe choice. She came back downstairs red-faced, a curious smile plastered on her lips. 

Mike was a rock, however, playing his part perfectly, though how much he was actually having to play was debatable. He couldn't help but keep glancing over at his blonde haired sister, bending low over the table to serve food to her siblings. Sarah came out of the laundry room at that moment and found her seat, thanking Beth as if nothing were out of place, Danni and Emma following her example as they were served.

Finally sitting, Beth glanced over as Mike spooned gravy over his mashed potatoes. "Chicken, Mike?"

Mike nodded in response.

"Breast or thigh?" she asked, an innocent look on her face.

Emma couldn't help but laugh for a second, coughing it down with a quick drink of water.

Mike was less lucky as he coughed, sending mashed potatoes careening back into his plate.

Taking a drink, Mike cleared his throat and apologized. "I'll have the boobs—er, the breasts," he coughed.

Danni giggled and took a drink, followed quickly by Emma. Both were clearly having a rough time maintaining their cover.

Beth smiled and grabbed some food for herself after putting a chicken breast onto Mike's plate. 

"There you go, baby. Dig in guys," she said, grabbing her spoon.

Quiet followed for ten or so minutes, broken only by the sounds of the five siblings eating.

Inside Mike's head, the voice was calling him a "Fucker," over and over again, begging him to reach over and bury his face between Beth's perfect mounds.

Mike couldn't disagree that it was a great idea, but steeled his resolve and limited himself to a few dozen glances at her bouncing globes every few seconds. Beth was playing the innocent flirt perfectly, to her credit, focusing completely on eating and acting completely oblivious to Mike's stares. 

Mike began to get lost in the perfect roundness and firmness of her pale bosom, staring longer and longer and eating less and less, almost seemingly hypnotized.

"Jesus man, pace yourself," the voice finally said.

Mike shook his head and cleared his thoughts, looking up to see if he'd been seen ogling Beth. All four of his sisters were staring at him, curious smiles on their faces. Mike couldn't help but blush, and lowered his head back to resume eating.

Emma stood then and moved as if to go refill her glass and seemingly tripped, the water from her glass flying. She steadied herself on the table and covered her mouth. "I'm so sorry Bethy," she said.

Mike looked up. Beth's perfect breasts technically still covered, but were clearly visible through the water-soaked shirt she was wearing. Emma's aim had been perfect. 

"Oh for fuck's sake that's the last fucking straw. Fuck her, fuck her right now damn you!"

Sarah and Danni were suddenly both very interested in the food on their plates, laughter clearly being suppressed.

Emma moved quickly to the cabinet and grabbed a handful of dishtowels, taking one and moving quickly to Beth, who was sitting, looking stunned. Emma rubbed the towel across her face and neck and down, pushing down on the shirt and drawing water into the towel. Beth's pale skin slid out of the wife-beater and a pink nipple appeared for a brief second as Emma rubbed the towel across it, moving quickly to the other breast and repeating the move almost exactly.

"I'm gonna take over if you don't get in there!"

Mike shook his head and forced his gaze lower, swearing to keep it on his food. Three seconds later his gaze shifted back up involuntarily and back to Beth's rack. Finally, Beth stood and grabbed a few towels from the stack that Emma grabbed and they both fell to the floor, wiping at the water puddle. Emma strategically placing her ass towards Mike, and Beth's globes swinging in his direction.

"Oh, she better fuckin' get it tonight dude. Your twin is in big trouble man, big trouble."

'Again, you and I agree,' Mike thought back.

"IT'S ABOUT TIME! Honestly man, they are way better at this revenge shit than you are!"

Mike managed to direct his eyes back to his plate for most of the rest of dinner, and was thankfully relieved when Sarah asked about camping plans for the weekend.

"We can leave tomorrow when everyone is ready," he said. "I talked to Matt, he and Missy are good to go and said that their mom and dad are fine with us using the cabin."

"Yay!" Sarah said with a girly little clap, a smile dancing its way across her face. "It's just been so long and I'm looking forward to it," she smiled.

"So are y'all actually planning on sleeping at the river or at the house this time?" he asked. "Should I even pack the tent?"

Matt and Missy's parents owned a small rock house that sat on the edge of a hill overlooking the river. It had been his father's father's and while they'd used it a lot in their youth, it was now mainly just something that Matt and Missy had to keep mowed and cleaned. It was always good for an impromptu party, and was a popular hangout in high school. The house itself was rather small. It had two bedrooms, each with a double bed, plus a large pull-out couch in the living room. It had a small kitchen with an electric stove and a small dining area.

While Matt, Emma, and Mike had never had a reason to stay inside the house, Danni, Beth, Sarah, and Missy had always stayed in the house, so it was a wonder why they even called it camping in the first place. The three outside usually just slept next to each other in sleeping bags, pillows thrown down on the ground around a campfire. Mike was inevitably asked to bring the tent every time, and it ended up being erected and never used, save to hold clothes and other valuables if it started raining.

Emily had never actually gone camping with them before leaving for California. Her mother, before leaving, had been really strict, and Emily had practically hated Matt in high school. Mike had texted her, though, and she'd been all for going. His sisters, now that was another matter.

"I think I'll watch the puppies in the house," Danni said with a smile.

"You know I'm not going to be sleeping outside with the bugs," Beth said, sitting back down. Her shirt was still damp and clinging to her, her nipples as hard as diamonds and threatening to burst through the shirt.

Emma, seeing Mike's eyes darting from his plate to her chest, must have decided to spare him some misery and quickly retrieved a shirt from the laundry. She came back carrying a blue shirt of Mike's, something slightly more waterproof.

As she tossed it to Beth, Emma glanced down at her and said, "Here ya go, that one has had it I think."

Looking down, Beth gasped lightly. "Oh my goodness! Yes, thank you," she said standing.

Beth moved over to the counter and dropped the shirt onto a pile of dishes.

"I'm all for staying outside," Emma said, returning to her chair, a smirk on her face as she glanced at Mike.

Beth hooked both of her fingers in the bottom of her shirt and quickly pulled it off right in the kitchen, as nonchalantly as she could manage.

"That's it, I fuckin' quit, man."

Mike forced his eyes away from her pale spheres and focused on a slight tear in the table cloth.

"Okay, so no tent then," Mike said. 

"Other than the one in your pants?"

"Unless you want to stay outside, Sarah," he asked, glancing up at her.

i"Are you ever going to start fucking one of them?" the voice whined.

'No, shut up,' Mike thought quickly.

"Oh you know me, honey," she replied. "I'm happy staying inside the house."

Mike smiled and went back to eating dinner as Beth sat down again, the blue shirt in place and doing its best to make her look modest.

"How does it feel to have a vagina, you little bitch."

After he finished his meal, Mike quickly made his exit and headed up to his room to study. He had a test tomorrow and hadn't studied any and still had to read the material that Emma had gotten for him. As he left the room, he heard laughter echo up the stairs behind him.

Back down in the kitchen, Emma was giggling with her sisters. "Good lord, Beth, I almost died when you stripped right here." She glanced over at Danni. "I'm sure he'll remember soon. Did you see the way he was ogling you?"

Danni winked quickly at her and took a drink of her water.

"Well, who can blame him, the poor guy," Sarah said, giggling. "You two..." she said, shaking her head.

Beth crossed her arms defensively. "He had it coming. He dropped his boxers in front of me in the bathroom this morning, his dick just hanging out. I just about slugged him."

"I'll bet you did," Danni said dirtily, drawing a giggle from Beth.

Sarah swallowed her food and looked at Danni expectantly.

Stopping, Danni turned and eyed her suspiciously. "What?" she asked eventually.

"Has he been trying anything at night? Has there been any progress? I mean, are you two making out yet or anything?"

Danni cast a side glance at Emma and then back down at her plate. "Yeah, we kiss and stuff. He's getting there," she said as convincingly as she could. She ran a hand through her hair and brushed it out.

******

Mike spent the rest of the evening studying for his test, and while it wasn't hard, it was time consuming. He was interrupted briefly by Danni, and then by Sarah, grabbing his clothes hamper, but both quickly exited when they saw him actually studying at his desk.

The words of his textbook began to blur and Mike shook his head. It was near eleven at night and the house had gone quiet.

'If I don't know it now, I'm not going to,' he thought.

"I said that four hours ago. Fuck time!" the voice said.

'I don't know, man. My head hurts from all that reading. I don't think I'm in the mood.'

There were a few seconds of silence before the voice answered again. "What? I don't understand."

'What?' Mike thought.

"I don't understand what you mean. You aren't in the mood?" It sounded genuinely confused.

'Yeah, I've been studying for four hours. All I see going through my head right now is the words from that damn book.'

"So you aren't hurt or something?"

'What? No.' Mike thought.

"You just... don't want to have sex?"

'How is this so hard to understand? No, I don't want to have sex.'

"Dude, seriously, you're scaring me. What's wrong?"

Mike sighed. 'I'm fine. I'm going to go find one of my sisters now, and fuck her, okay?'

The voice in his head blew a sigh of relief. "You scared me for a minute there man. Crazy talk."

Mike rolled his eyes and exited his room, heading down the hall towards Emma's.

One minute later, a grin on his face, he closed her door behind him and headed towards Danni's room. Clicking open the door, he peeked in and smiled. She was wearing a t-shirt of his and was sitting at her mirror brushing her hair.

"Just wanted to tell you I'm done studying for tonight," he said softly. "You ready for bed?"

"Yeah, soon," she said softly.

He stood at the doorway looking at her. "You... are just so damn beautiful," he said eventually.

She smiled at him and stood. "Sweet-talker," she whispered, wrapping him in a hug.

"So did you ask Emily if she wanted to go camping?" she said, a few quiet moments later.

Mike nodded, turning to head towards his room. "Yeah, she was excited, I think. It was only a text, though, so who knows." He stopped then, and turned back to her.

"Are you going to be okay with it?" he asked, coming up and looking into her eyes, a hand brushing the hair away from her cheek.

Danni smiled. "I'll be okay, babe. I know that she's not a threat to us."

Mike kissed her and turned again, heading towards his room.

"Are you sure? I figured after the way she acted towards you, Emma was going to be getting it tonight. Isn't that voice in your head telling you to throw her to the floor and fuck her or something?"

"New favorite sister, right here."

Mike smiled. "Yeah, he's all for that. He just told me you're his new favorite. She's expecting it though, so I ordered her to go to sleep without sex tonight as punishment."

Danni smiled. "You're getting better at that," she smiled. "I like you too, Mr. Voice in my brother's head. Tell him he'd better take me to bed soon."




Just the Six of Us Ch. 26



"Told ya bro!"

They headed to his room and quietly shut the door behind them. Mike clicked off the lamp as she stripped naked. He quickly followed suit and climbed into bed next to her. She sighed next to him in complete happiness, wiggling back against his naked form as he draped an arm around her waist and inhaled deeply, his nose buried in her soft brown locks.

"I don't think I'll ever get used to how warm you get," Mike whispered, mirth in his voice.

Danni giggled and was quiet for a moment. "It's gonna get a little warmer down there now," she said a few seconds later.

Mike felt a curious warmth spreading out from his crotch and it took a minute for him to realize what she meant.

"Nice," he said, digging his fingers into her sides and tickling her mercilessly. "You're as bad as Emma."

"Dude, did she just fart on you? That's fuckin' gross."

As her giggles subsided, she turned and kissed him deeply, her lips soft against his, her fingertips caressing the muscles in his chest and then dancing lower, across his stomach muscles and down, lightly circling his cock and stroking gently.

She moaned softly as she felt him growing harder and pushed him onto his back, sliding his cock easily into her. She began to bounce slightly, wiggling her hips back and forth, sliding her pussy back and forth on his cock. The sensation of being so deep within her drove him further into pleasure and he moaned quietly. 

He opened his eyes to look at her again and saw her look down at him demurely with her hair falling to the side, subtly biting her lip. It was partly out of pleasure, but partly to look sultry. He reached up and put both hands on her hips, resting them gently but not putting any pressure, contenting himself to let her do what she pleased.

She continued to move her hips back and forth, his cock pushing in and out of her as her clitoris rubbed against his flesh. He felt her pussy contract around his cock and briefly thought she was coming.

"Whoa," he said, grinning. It felt like a glove closing around his dick and squeezing for a few seconds. "That was nice," he said quietly.

Danni grinned. "I figured you'd like that," she smiled. She slid slowly down him and squeezed again.

"Oooh," Mike whispered. 

Danni giggled quietly, and slid up and back down again, his firm cock pushing deep into her, smooth flesh rubbing against flesh and pushing them both to the edge.

"I'm getting ready to come, baby," she whispered, leaning forwards and beginning to bounce harder on him.

"Ohhh," Mike moaned. "Me too, baby."

He felt her contract again, and then again, her orgasm sending her into orbit. He felt his own wash over him and then his warm seed filled up her womb. They collapsed into each other, sleep claiming them quickly.

*****

Mike peered at his twin. "Honestly, I think either one is pretty," he said, treading carefully. He was always very hesitant to answer any questions his sisters asked him about how they looked. Emma was holding up two different tops that, while they were different colors, didn't really make her look any different in his opinion.

He'd come downstairs after Danni had left his room and had found the other three sisters in the kitchen eating breakfast. Emma finished quickly and disappeared to get dressed while he grabbed a bowl of cereal. She came downstairs in another miniskirt and a t-shirt, holding the other two shirts that were possible ensemble choices.

"Seriously?" she said, a scowl on her face.

"What?" he asked. "I think either will look great on you."

"Wear the blue one, sweetie," Sarah said, "You look sexier in it."

"How hard was that?" Emma asked, glaring at him.

Mike sighed deeply. "How is it I always get in to trouble when y'all ask me about how you look? You always come ask, 'Mike, which one do you think so-and-so will like?' and I always say the most diplomatic answer."

"You just answered your own question. Not giving us an answer just infuriates us," Beth said. "Just pick one."

"The yellow," he said, staring at his bowl.

Emma grinned and turned, pulling her t-shirt off and revealing that she wasn't wearing a bra, her breasts exposed to the cool morning air. She turned and reached for the yellow top and pulled it on, smoothing it out and winking not-so-slyly at Sarah.

"Jesus Emma," Mike said, shaking his head and resting it on his hand. "Aren't you even going to wear a bra?"

"You can't wear one with that," Sarah said. "Turn around, Emma."

Emma spun and showed Mike that it had an open back. "See, you'd see the bra and that would look trashy. No one wants that—unless that was the look she was going for, of course."

Emma turned and grabbed her glass of milk from the table. "It's not like I really need it anyways," she said quickly before taking a drink.

"Oh Emma, I love your breasts," Beth said, smiling. "Sure they're small, but they're just so darn cute and perky!"

"Just reach out and grab a handful of that, please..." the voice trailed off.

"Aw, thanks Bethy," Emma said, looking down. "You don't think they're small?"

Beth stood and moved close to her. Emma was a little taller than Beth, so she bent her knees a little bit and scooted up beside her older sister.

"Clearly mine are bigger," Beth began, "but yours are so perky and cute!"

"Oh come on," Emma said. "Yours have that bounce to them when you walk." She bounced up and down for a second. "See?" she said. "Mine don't do that."

Beth bounced for a few seconds, her boobs following suit as Mike's eyes latched onto the sight.

"I see what you mean," Beth said. 

"I just... I just can't, man. Just... sex... boobs... please..."

"Which do you prefer, Mike?" Emma asked a few seconds later.

Mike coughed, fighting to avoid spraying milk and cereal all over the table. After choking down his mouthful, he shook his head. "You're my sisters. I'm not answering that. You trying to get me killed?"

"No," Beth said. "Which do you prefer, smaller and perkier or larger and bouncier."

Mike glanced up and looked at each of his sisters. "Either," he said, standing and taking his bowl into the living room.

"This better be worth it, man," the voice complained.

'I feel the same way,' Mike thought, sitting on the couch to finish his breakfast.

As he climbed in the truck with Emma to head to class, he glanced over and waved at Danni and Beth.

"So I guess someone didn't learn their lesson from last night?" Mike asked as they pulled out of the driveway.

"Oh come on, babe," Emma said laughing. "I'm maintaining my cover, just like you asked. You want me to act like normal and not give away the fact that you've been sticking your cock in me several times a day. I'm doing that. Beth and Sarah are still trying to get you to remember. This is what I would be doing if I didn't know our little secret."

"You've got a point," Mike said after a minute of silence.

"I hope Master likes what his dirty little fuck-slave is wearing today."

"He does," Mike smiled.

"Damn right he does," the voice chimed in.

"I'm still not wearing panties, just like Master wanted," she purred, leaning over and reaching for his crotch.

Mike smiled and shook his head. "Behave, we're getting close."

Emma sat up and pouted at him. "Fine," she said, slightly miffed. "So what would you like me to do for you today?"

Mike thought for a second. "Let's torture Matt a little more, and maybe the professor, too."

Emma smiled. "Yes, Master," she giggled.

As they walked to class, she spotted Emily again, who came to walk with them for a short distance.

"So what do I need to bring with me?" she asked happily.

"Just swimming stuff, some old shoes for the river and a couple of changes of clothes, maybe a sleeping bag if you plan to stay outside with Matt, Mike and me," Emma replied. "We've got tubes for tubing, fishing gear, and the other stuff we'll need."

"Sounds great! I'll be at house after I pick my stuff up from home."

"Alrighty," Mike said, hugging her. "See you then, Emily," he called as she turned to head to her building.

She smiled and waved. 

"So have you figured out what you're going to tell her?" Emma asked as they turned into their building.

Mike started to reply but was tackled from behind when Matt piled into them. "Hey fuckstick," Matt said, helping Mike back up.

Emma turned and slapped him hard on his cheek. "He's still sore from the wreck you ass!" Emma yelled at him.

"Oh come on!" Matt yelled. "Look at him, he's fine! My boy ain't no pussy," he said.

Mike stood and gut punched his best friend. "Yeah, I'm okay you dick," he smiled.

"Oof, fucker," Matt said, doubled over. "You and your sister are so damn violent! I'm just so delicate I'm afraid you'll hurt me one day."

Emma rolled her eyes at him. "You are kind of a pussy sometimes," she laughed.

Matt's eyes traced up and down her body at that moment and she shook her head.

"Goddamn Emma, you look delicious. Lemme have a bit of that!" he said, reaching over and grabbing her ass.

"Do you like taking naps?" she asked, raising her fist up again.

Mike laughed. "Come on you two, lets get to class before you actually start a fight," he said.

Emma pushed Matt's hand off her ass and headed to the bathroom, tossing her backpack at him. "Take my bag for me, dickhead," she called.

Nodding, he turned and slung it over his shoulder. "You're one lucky motherfucker, bud," Matt said. 

"How do you figure that?" Mike asked.

"You get to sneak a peak at any one of those sweet-ass sisters of your any chance you get. Don't even try to tell me you don't get a rise out of that ass," he said quieter.

Mike smiled briefly, but recovered quickly. "Dude, they're my sisters."

"When are you gonna let me get some of one of them," Matt whispered, a grin on his face.

"Never," Mike said, putting his arm around him and locking him in a headlock for a second before releasing him as they walked into class.

Taking their seats, they left an open one for Emma directly in front of Matt. 

She came in a few minutes after the professor and squeezed past Matt, who took the opportunity to stare at her ass as it slid past him and into her seat. Mike shook his head, laughing quietly.

The professor handed out the test and Emma stood just as the professor sat down, taking her test up and speaking quietly to him, pointing at something on the paper. Mike glanced up and saw the professor's eyes looking straight down Emma's shirt, no doubt getting an eyeful of cleavage. 

Mike looked at her ass and watched as she moved slightly, causing her skirt to rise a little, exposing her ass and the slightest hint of her pussy. Matt's eyes were locked on her ass and he even began drooling a little. 

Mike took a quick look around the room and noted that nearly every guy in the room was looking at his sister. He chuckled quietly and smiled, knowing that he'd probably be fucking her soon, and confident that none of them would. He liked the feeling that she was taunting them with what they couldn't have.

Matt shook his head eventually as she stood, thanked the professor and returned to her seat to finish the test.

Mike smiled again and forced his eyes back on his test.

Thirty minutes later he stood and handed in his test, followed a few seconds later by Emma.

Matt came out five minutes later and shook his head. "Damn, I probably should have studied for that shit," he said. 

Mike rolled his eyes and turned to walk to his class. "I'll see you after class, Emma. Matt, keep your hands off my sister."

He heard a slap a second later, followed by the sound of Emma slapping him in the face.

Shaking his head, he headed towards his next class, confident that Emma would make Matt behave.

As she met him at his truck a little over an hour later, he unlocked the door and popped it open for her.

"So is that what my Master wanted?" she asked as he climbed in.

"You're perfect," he said.

"Damn right she is!"

Emma grinned and wiggled down in her seat. "It made me so wet to think about all those guys watching me, knowing they wanted me but knowing that it was your cock I'd be having later."

Mike's gaze widened as she pushed a finger into herself. "Jeez, Emma! Wait until we get out of the parking lot, at least!"

"You just make me so damn horny, ordering me around and stuff," she purred. "I don't know how much sharing I'm going to be able to do. You might be having threesomes for the rest of your life if you keep doing to me whatever it is you're doing." 

She was desperately rubbing her pussy at that point, her breathing heavy as she propped a leg up on his windshield. She moved so he could see better, leaning against the door, which he quickly locked.

Mike fought to keep his gaze on the road as she alternated fingers in her pussy with rubbing her clit.

"Oh god, Mike, I'm going to cum," she growled, her face flushed.

Mike's cock was threatening to tear through his jeans and bite something. Emma gasped in pleasure as he adjusted himself, pointing his dick into a more comfortable position.

She convulsed on her fingers, soaked with her feminine juices, a few more times before clearing her throat and adjusting her miniskirt back into place.

"Good lord," Mike said, glancing over. "You're one hell of a sexy woman, Emma," he said. "You might be the sexiest woman on the planet."

She blushed and smiled at him. "I love you, Mike," she said, leaning over and kissing him on the cheek. "You know I'd do anything for you."

Mike put his arm around her for the rest of the trip home until a block or two from their house when she slid back into her seat.

He backed his truck into the drive, got out, and opened up the side gate after dropping his backpack inside the house. He headed to the shed and grabbed the tent, tossing it in the back of the truck (where it would probably stay), and then headed back to the shed. He looked around for a few minutes and finally found what he was looking for. He pulled his tackle box from its place under a few boxes and set it outside, peering into the darkness. Several fishing poles followed and were stacked against the tackle box. He brought out a seine, which was basically a two wood poles on either side of a net, and then a throw net, not sure if he would need any of them. He grabbed a few minnow buckets and began unloading folding chairs from the shed.

Several trips later, and with some organizing help from Sarah, who'd come out to help when she saw him pulling stuff out of the shed, and Mike had loaded everything into his truck, including two coolers of food and drinks that Beth had packed.

"I think Emily can ride with you and Emma, and Beth, Danni and I can follow in one of our cars," Sarah said.

Mike nodded. "That sounds good."

"I packed your swim trunks and some clothes, they're in your blue sports bag. You need to go check and see if I missed anything."

"Thanks," Mike said. "I will."

She turned to head into the house, and Mike followed, watching the way her butt wiggled when she walked.

Around an hour later, Emily arrived and they put her bag in with the others in Mike's truck. He put a few tie downs on the stuff in the back just to ensure they wouldn't lose anything on the way.

After final bathroom breaks, they all piled in and Mike led the way to the Stuarts' cabin on the river.



Just the Six of Us Ch. 27



Thanks to Drew for the edits and ideas. Thanks to my readers for your patience. 

I miss you Dad.

Chapter 27

The trip was a relatively quiet one, the girls in Mike's truck talking quietly to each other and actually seeming to ignore him. He really wasn't interested in what they were talking about, anyways. Something about girl stuff, apparently, which actually shocked Mike. Emma wasn't your typical woman. She could easily be considered a tomboy; a gorgeous, sexy tomboy, but a tomboy nonetheless. She hardly ever gushed over a guy, or talked about purses or makeup, or reality television or anything even vaguely female related.

Emily could always be counted on to talk about girly things. She'd been through a lot of adult things lately with her parents and California, but she was still as girly as ever. It seemed that she was infecting Emma.

"Maybe it's like a contagious disease that women get when they're around each other."

Mike wondered briefly if she was just being polite for Emily and that maybe he should say something to rescue her.

He tuned back in briefly. They were talking about getting a pedicure together sometime next week after they got back. He shook his head.

A few minutes later, they were bouncing down the oak-lined road that led to the Stuarts' place. 

"Check and see if their tits are bouncin'!"

'Seriously man? How old are you?' Mike thought.

"Oh kiss my ass, you know damn well that you like jigglin' titties just as much as me."

He had a point, and Mike glanced over the next time they hit a rut in the road. Emma and Emily were both pretty small breasted, but they both bounced just the same.

"Niiiice!"

Mike smiled.

"Too bad Blondie McHugetits or the other one weren't in here. That woulda been awesome!"

'Sarah and Beth, jackass.'

"Yeah, yeah."

'I don't think you've ever called them by their names, come to think of it,' Mike thought. 'Why is that?'

"Blondie McHugetits has a nice ring to it, I guess."

He turned off the main road and onto the dirt road that led to the cabin. The first gate was open, as was the second and Mike saw Matt's truck up ahead, pulled off the road next to another one he recognized as Mr. Stuart's, Matt and Missy's dad.

Matt came out from behind a giant oak tree carrying a chainsaw followed by his dad, both of them waving. Mike pulled up next to their pickups and hopped out as Emily and Emma stepped out of the other side. 

"Hey Mr. Stuart, how are you?" Mike asked as Matt's dad tossed a pair of gloves into the open window of his truck.

"Mike," he called smiling. "Glad to hear you're okay."

"Y'all have a downed tree?" Mike asked.

"Nah, just needed to do some upkeep here and there."

"Well hell, I wish Matt would've told me, I'd have come help out."

"No need," Mr. Stuart said, waving his hands. "There wasn't much to do anyways. I mowed and Matt trimmed up around the house and down at the dock. There were a few big limbs down but he was just cutting up some firewood for later."

"So are y'all gonna be joinin' us?" Mike asked. 

"Naw," Mr. Stuart said, "The wife and I've been looking for some quiet time," he smiled and winked. "Y'all don't want us here anyways. We trust you and your sisters."

"I won't tell Matt," Mike said with a laugh, noticing that Matt and Missy had been left out of the previous statement.

Matt came up then and shook his best friend's hand. "Where ya been, fuckstick?"

"You shoulda told me y'all were working!"

He shook his head, "I was just fuckin' with ya. There wasn't much to do." He turned and nodded at his dad. "There anything else we need to do?"

Mr Stuart was already headed to his truck. "Nah, I'm gonna head home and get some from your momma," he said with a wink.

Matt shook his head and turned toward Mike's truck. "Don't break a hip," he called.

"Try not to burn down the cabin," his dad called back.

Mike laughed and moved to help his friend unload the truck. It always made him envious of Matt when he and his father bantered back and forth. Must be really nice to have that kind of relationship with your dad, where you could bullshit with each other and not worry about offending anyone. Mike turned and saw Emma was showing Emily the property. 

The Stuarts, cabin was relatively small, but it was mainly for any women to scared to sleep outside. There was a main room connected to the kitchen with a small table and a few couches, two bedrooms with bunk beds, and a single bathroom with a shower. The cabin itself sat up on a small hill a ways up from the river. There was a dirt path leading down to a large patch of St. Augustine next to a dock and small wooden shed. The flat area at the bottom of the hill followed the river in both directions, but came to an end on the right when the river came back to the edge of the hill, cutting off the flat area.

The river itself was cool and relatively clear, forming a wide area in front of the dock and flowing to the right if you were walking down the hill. There was a small rock dam that the Stuarts had built that water flowed gently over, forming a deeper pool on the other side, and shallow, ankle-deep rapids on the other that deepened back into river after thirty feet or so.

Beautiful, huge oak and pecan trees dotted the property, several casting shade over the grassy area at the bottom of the hill.

By the time his sister's car finally pulled up, Mike had all but unloaded his own truck and headed over to help her.

Sarah shook her head as she got out. "It was all in your truck," she said.

Mike nodded and headed towards the cabin where everyone was congregating. Missy was inside with Emma and Emily, Beth, Danni and Sarah joining them, followed by Mike and finally Matt.

The girls were talking amongst themselves as Matt and Mike sat down. Matt reached into a cooler by the couch and cracked open a beer, tossing one at his friend. Mike nodded in thanks and popped it open.

"We need to catch some bait and throw out a trot line," Matt said after a few pulls on his beer. "I've been itchin' for some catfish."

Mike nodded. "Yeah, sounds good. Any of y'all wanna help us catch some bait?"

Emily and Emma both called out a yes. He'd known Emma would, but Emily had been a bit of a surprise. 

Emily came over and shrugged. "I don't know what I'm doing, but I'll give it a shot."

Mike smiled. "You're gonna wanna get into some wading shoes and old clothes."

She looked at him curiously. "Am I catching fish or wrestling gators?" 

"Just trust me. I'm sure Emma has an extra pair of shoes you can use. You can put on a swimsuit and a shirt of mine if you need to."

She smiled and followed Emma, who went to retrieve her own pair of wading shoes, which were just a pair of old shoes she didn't mind getting wet.

Mike nodded at Matt and downed the rest of his beer, and the two went outside after changing quickly to some shorts and wading shoes, stopping to grab the seine and both minnow buckets, a few fishing poles and a small cup of dirt and worms.

"Lets try and get some Hellgrammites first," Mike said as they walked down towards the river.

"Yeah," Matt said, unrolling the seine and laying it out.

As they shook out the ten foot net attached to two poles, Emma and Emily came down the hill then and walked over.

"You catching or holding, Em?" Mike asked.

"You know I don't like those bastards," she responded. "I'm holding."

Emily looked over at her. "What bastards? What exactly are we catching?"

"Hellgrammites," she answered simply, as if that answered the question. "Mean little fuckers."

Mike laughed. "Oh come on, it bit you that one time and you still won't grab them?"

"That shit hurt!"

"Wait a minute," Emily said, "there's stuff in that water that bites?"

Matt laughed. "Oh, they don't hurt that bad."

"What's a Hellgrammite?" she asked.

"It's the larvae of a Dobsonfly. It's got pincers on its face and catfish love to eat 'em." 

Emily paled.

Mike laughed then. "Don't worry. They aren't aggressive unless you fuck with them and they hide under rocks in the rapids where they can catch prey that swims past. You'll be fine. You can hold the net with Emma. Matt and I will grab 'em."

She smiled. "Okay. What do we do?"

Emma nodded at the other pole that Matt was holding. "Grab that and follow me."

Mike gingerly stepped into the water ahead of them, followed by Matt. "Goddamn, this feels good," he said as he stepped out from the shade into the gentle rapids. 

Emily and Emma both took their time walking out to the boys, ensuring they didn't fall.

"Alright, spread out and hold the bottom of the net on the bottom of the river, and dig it in a little if you can."

The girls did as they were told and soon the flow of the river had the net bowed out in the middle. Emma didn't have any trouble holding it steady, but Emily had to strain a little to hold steady, finally planting her feet and leaning forward slightly. 

"There we go," she said.

"Okay, just hold what you got," Matt called.

He and Mike began to turn rocks over and brush them off, a minnow bucket tied to each of the guys. 

"Got one," Matt called, holding up a wriggling tan creature between his fingers. It thrashed back and forth and looked like something out of a sci-fi movie.

"Ooh, let me see," Emily called.

Matt moved over and held it up. 

"Eww, that's so gross," she said. "It's so tiny, too."

"Aww, don't tell me it's tiny! All the girls are gonna hear!"

Emily rolled her eyes.

Matt laughed and tossed it into his bucket, moving back and turning over more rocks. After they'd worked most of the rocks in front of the net, both of the guys took the net from the girls and strained against the current as they began to lift it out of the water. Muscles cording and bulging, the boys pulled back and the net finally cleared the water, a large stone weighing it down in the middle, which Emma quickly moved over to and lifted out, dropping it into the water with a large splash.

She moved quickly back to Mike's side and took over, her brother having done the heavy lifting. 

Mike handed the pole over and moved to the center of the net, moving moss and algae-covered plants aside and picking up a few large minnows and a single angry crayfish, along with seven Hellgrammites, dropping them all into the minnow bucket. 

"Okay," he called, at which point Matt and Emma turned the net and shook it, clearing the debris.

"Let's move over here," he called.

Emily took the net back from Matt, but as she tried to move, she slipped and pulled hard, splashing down into the water and bringing Emma with her. Both girls came up sputtering, soaked. Mike and Matt were laughing, but Matt whistled when he saw Emily's light blue shirt sticking to her chest. 

Both girls were clearly not wearing anything underneath their t-shirts.

"Nice," he called, helping Emily up who pulled her shirt out to keep it from sticking to her chest.

Normally she would have given him a scowl or left altogether, but she nonchalantly grabbed the net from him and moved back to help catch bait. "They're just boobs, Matt," she said simply.

"Ha, maybe to you!" he laughed.

A short while later, they'd caught enough bait to bait a trot line and hopefully catch some catfish for the next night.

"Think the others at the cabin want to come swimming, maybe use the rope swing?" Matt asked, turning and glancing at Mike.

"Probably," Mike shrugged, wading over to a tree close to the water's edge to tie off the minnow buckets in order to keep the critters inside alive. As if on cue, Beth, Sarah, Missy and Danni all came out of the house wearing bikinis. Mike tried to ignore them but glanced a few hundred times out of the corner of his eye, but Matt didn't try and hide it at all. 

"Goddamn I love me some bikinis," he called. Missy flipped him off and Mike's sisters smiled but ignored him. He leaned over and offered Mike a hand up out of the water. "By the way, when are you gonna let me get some of that?"

Mike shook his head and pulled, sending Matt tumbling into the water with a yell of protest, the girls all laughing as Emma and Emily tried to help him on to the bank. He made a show of tripping "accidently" and grabbed a hold of Emma's shirt, his hands groping her breasts. 

"Oops," he said to Emma.

She slapped him upside his head and pushed him back down into the water.

"Dumbass," Mike laughed at him.

The four that had come out of the cabin all moved out onto the long L-shaped dock and set up their lounging chairs. The trees hung out far over the water, but Matt, Mike, and Matt's dad had added on to the end of the dock when the girls got old enough to want some place to tan. 

"Ah hell, they ain't gonna swing," Matt called as he climbed out of the water yet again. "You wanna set up that trot line now or later," he asked Mike, as the girls all began to get situated. 

"We've got time yet, lets do it later."

The girls were talking amongst themselves but kept looking back at the Mike and Matt. Finally, Missy turned and looked back. "Mike, do you think you can control my brother enough for us to take our tops off to tan?"

"SAY YES, SAY YES, HURRY!"

"Hell no," he replied, "I'll give it a shot, though."

"I'll beat his ass if he tries to come over there," Emma said as she walked past followed by Emily. They headed towards the dock and joined the other girls.

"Aw, hell, I'll behave," Matt said as he headed toward the cabin.

Mike couldn't help but glance over as tops began to come off. The girls were all facing away from shore, towards the tree covered shore on the opposite side of the river. He could still see Beth's mounds falling to the sides of her torso slightly.

"Mmm, sideboob." 

Mike cleared his throat as Emma took her top off, facing him for a moment and then turning as she sat. 

"You know she did that shit on purpose." 

'Yes, of course she did,' he thought.

He was caught off guard, however, when Emily pulled her top off and tossed it onto the deck as she turned to sit in the chair. She had nice sized breasts—slightly bigger than Emma's—that bounced when they were freed from the light blue shirt. Mike shook his head and headed inside.

Matt was sitting down on the couch with a beer in his hand. He leaned over at Mike entered and tossed him one. The room was quiet for a few minutes, save for the sounds of the two men drinking and the house settling.

"Fuck this," Mike finally said, standing and heading towards the door. "I told them I'd make you behave. I never said I would," he said.

"That's my boy!"

Matt laughed out loud and followed his friend out the front door. "Rope swing?"

"Rope swing," Mike confirmed.

The two men walked out of the cabin and quietly walked towards the huge pecan tree to which the swing was tied. The swing was tied high in the tree, but secured with a rope to another tree at the top of the hill. One could swing from the top of the hill, all the way down into the water about ten feet to the left of the dock. Mike climbed the tree to where Matt was holding the swing and pulled back, leaping off the hill and swinging towards the water with a loud yell.

The girls all turned as Mike came soaring by and sailed out into the river. He let go too late and flailed in the air hilariously before landing on his back with a loud smack.

He surfaced groaning a few seconds and swam gingerly towards the dock, no longer interested in seeing breasts. The girls were gasping for breath they were laughing so hard, and Matt had fallen out of the tree up on the hill, clutching at this stomach.

"Dumbass."

Beth stood and came towards him, apparently oblivious to the fact that her perfect breasts were inches from her brother's face as she helped him out of the water.

"You okay baby?" she asked between laughs.

"Yeah, I'll be okay," he said. "Nothing hurt but my pride."

Emily, Missy and the other girls were covering their breasts, but Mike wasn't looking. He went to sit on the end of the dock and rest. Matt finally came down the hill and pulled on the small retrieval rope attached to the swing and pulled it back up the hill. A few seconds later he went sailing out past Mike and landed relatively correctly in the water. He came up swearing, however and swam quickly towards Mike.

"What's wrong?" Mike asked, between winces.

Matt didn't answer him but didn't get out of the water. The girls were covering up their breasts but eventually gave up trying to hide them once they saw that the boys weren't going to leave. 

"They've seen them before," Emma said finally and dropped her hands, her nipples pointing skyward.

Missy turned and glanced at her, shrugging. "True enough," she said, dropping hers as well.

The other girls glanced at each other and shrugged, finally dropping their hands. 

"What have y'all been doing while I was in California?" Emily asked with a giggle. 

The girls laughed, realizing that she hadn't been at the party with Paul and Ashley. 

"We had a party that got a little crazy not too long ago," Danni said.

"We did?" Mike asked, pretending not to remember. 

His sisters all looked at him curiously. "That's right, that was before the accident," Sarah said at length.

"Yeah, it was a barbecue and swimming party. We all got drunk and took our tops off in the hot tub playing truth or dare."

"Well hell, lets play that shit again," Matt said, climbing out of the water.

"Matt! What the hell?" Missy yelled as her naked brother climbed out of the water the rest of the girls laughing and Mike shaking his head and smile on his face.

"Yeah, I forgot to tie my suit," he said, heading up to the cabin. "It's still out there in the river somewhere."

"Forgot, my ass," Missy yelled.

The afternoon wore on and the sun dripped below the trees. Mike and Matt spent about an hour in the mid afternoon with nets catching grasshoppers and other insects for more bait for the trot line, and Emma showed Emily how to fish for perch with an old cane pole.

As afternoon turned into evening, Mike and Matt pulled the old boat tied to the backside of the dock around and started the small trolling motor, tying one end of the trot line to one of the exposed roots of a huge oak tree hanging low over the water. Slowly, methodically, they strung the line out over the river as the crickets, frogs and fireflies began their evening song and light show, baiting it as they went, tying empty milk jugs in a few places to keep the line afloat. They reached the opposite bank and tied it to another low hanging tree and headed back to shore. 

"With any luck, we'll have catfish tomorrow night," Matt said as they came back up to the cabin. Emma had busied herself with building a campfire down near the edge of the river and the other girls were roasting hotdogs and marshmallows.

"Y'all hungry?" Missy asked as they approached and warmed themselves by the fire.

"Yeah," Mike said, grabbing a bun and taking the hotdog she offered him. "Thanks," he said.

"Yeah, I knew Mike always was a fan of wiener," Matt said.

"I think he's calling you gay," the voice offered.

'You don't say,' Mike thought.

He pulled up a chair and grabbed a soda from the cooler his sister had brought out of the house.

"So what do you y'all wanna do tonight?" Emma asked, after everyone had their fill of food, though Matt was still noisily munching on chips.

"Truth or dare sounded fun," Emily smiled.

Matt rolled his eyes. "Hell, I don't care, it always ends up with one of y'all topless so I'm easy."

Missy rolled her eyes and went back to talking quietly with Sarah.

"Alright Emily," Beth said, "Truth or dare."

"Oh! Me first?" she asked, surprise evident on her face. "Um, truth, I guess."




Just the Six of Us Ch. 27



Beth smiled and glanced over at Mike. "Tell us what happened in California."

Mike immediately scowled. "Beth, what the hell?" he asked.

Emily shook her head slightly and said, "It's okay, Mike. Everyone has to find out sometime. It's not like I'm ashamed of it, or like I'm ever going back there."

"I'm sorry," Beth said quickly. "I didn't know it was a bad story, I'll choose a different one."

"It's okay, really. It helps to talk about it, actually."

Everyone was staring at her curious now, save for Mike, who was staring down into the fire.

Emily was quiet for a second. "Well, I moved out to California for school, for those that didn't know that. Mike and I had broken up because I was moving, and even though we both knew we didn't love each other, it wasn't fun being all alone in that strange place." She took a swig of her soda.

"I met Shawn in one of my classes. He was a typical California guy, the kind you think of when you think 'California Guy.' He had shoulder-length hair and he liked to surf, or at least he claimed he did. He was incredibly nice to me and we hit it off. I let him walk me home after class for a few days and finally he asked me to go dancing." She glanced over at Mike, but his face was still pointed towards the fire, expressionless.

"We started going out, and I figured that since I was in college, it was about time to lose my virginity, so one night while we were making out in his room, I let him do what he wanted. He was kind and gentle, and for a few weeks it was like normal. The sex was okay, not the mind-blowing experience you see on television or read about in books. He unfortunately wasn't very big, come to find out. I didn't really know that, since he was my first, but apparently, he's considered tiny."

"Ah, hell bro, you never let her see the Mike Monster?" Matt asked.

Mike smiled and shook his head.

"Anyways," she said. "We did it a few more times and he began to ask me weird questions."

"Like what?" Missy asked in rapt attention.

"Did I ever think about women, would I ever consider a threesome, had I ever kissed a girl, or thought about two guys at once? I could tell that's what he was eventually going to ask, that we have a threesome, and initially, I thought he was just being diplomatic and offering me the choice of another guy or another girl. Eventually, after a few months, I guess, I caved in and agreed to have sex with another woman with him."

She stopped and took a drink and turned to Beth. "How much detail are you wanting, anyways?"

Beth had a slightly lustful look in her eyes and told Emily, "As much as you're willing to tell us."

Mike continued to stare into the fire.

"You okay?" Emily asked, glancing over at him.

He turned and smiled. "I'm good," he nodded.

"Well, the girl was a pretty red-head. The truth is, yes, I had thought about women. I guessed at the time that lots of girls think about other girls. She had nice boobs and a decent ass and he hit on her after class one day, and then after having drinks, sort of just popped the question after dropping the bomb that he had a girlfriend. She was stunned for a minute, but after thinking about it, she agreed. We stopped at his friend's house and got some alcohol and went back to his room. She was really nervous, and so was I. We drank a lot and finally, Shawn put on some music and we started to dance. She kissed me first, and I have to admit, it was electric. I knew I wanted her after that and we honestly barely paid attention to him. She seemed to really enjoy going down on me and when I returned the favor, I got so turned on feeling her squirm beneath me."

She glanced around at everyone staring at her, waiting patiently. She giggled and cleared her throat. 

"We did a lot of stuff to each other, and barely let him play any, but he did have sex with both of us. The old adage proved true for him and he wasn't able to pleasure two women, so we pretty much just relied on each other. After we were done, she gave me her number and she became one of our regular hookups. If I wasn't dating Shawn, or if I'd even had a brain in my head at the time, I would have started dating Jess. Eventually he began to ask if he could bring other girls. I didn't see the harm, hell I'd gone this far, maybe another girl would be better than Jess. After several other girls had joined our bed, I let him convince me that he'd like to see another guy fuck 'his' property. That took some convincing, but eventually I let him bring home one of his buddies. Again, I have to admit that it was more fun than having sex with Shawn. His friend was way bigger and he actually could use it quite well. I didn't mind having sex with him, but I was raised as a Christian girl and I was trying to be loyal and faithful, all that shit."

"I'd stopped going to church by this time, and was skipping classes, just to have sex with our myriad of partners. Once I fucked Dave, and Jess right after, without telling her. I didn't really care. It was like I'd spent all my life being this perfect little Christian girl for my mom and I was finally free. I let him bring home two or three friends or girls and pretty much did whatever he wanted. I let them fuck me in the ass, swallowed, got spanked, got choked, fucked another woman with a strap-on a few times. I never really minded any of it, and I still don't regret the acts, just the people I was doing them with. If I could have done all these things with Mike, or with another guy that was as decent as him, I wouldn't have any regrets at all."

"One night, near the end of the semester, I went to a party that Shawn said he'd be at. I came in, wearing some slutty negligee and he had me suck him in front of a few other people. Afterward, he began to hit on some other girl and I saw him fucking her a few hours later on a couch. I didn't really care. I had been drinking a lot and finally blacked out. I came to a few hours later and I had some guys dick in my mouth, I was straddling another and he was in my pussy, and one was behind me in my ass. There was a few others standing by, naked and I just stood up and walked out of the party."

She was looking down as a tear worked its way free, slowly winding its way down her cheek.

"I walked all the way across campus without security seeing me and climbed into the shower. I turned the hot water on and climbed in, doused myself in soap and then I began to weep like I'd never done before. I swear it was like everything I'd ever done bad in my life came up at one time and overwhelmed me. I sunk to my knees in the shower and I had this image in my mind of this thick black ooze pouring out of me as I cried, and I realized it was all this guilt and all these bad things and bad memories I had."

"I called Dad the next day and told him I was coming home. When I got here, he told me that mom had basically just left him and moved off with some man she met." She grew silent then.

Beth had a few tears in her eyes. "I'm so sorry, hun," she said, leaning over and hugging Emily. "I didn't mean for you to relive all that."

Emily waved her hands. "It's okay. I've come to terms with it. I was way more terrified of telling Mike and seeing his reaction. He's the best man I've ever known. Even Matt is a way better man than any I met out there. I'm not judging the whole state, just those I had the misfortune to meet. I don't regret the actual acts that took place, except for the impromptu gangbang at the end of the semester party. I only regret the people that participated, except for Jess. She emails me still and understands why I left. She had no idea what was going on. I'm just worried that when people find out, they'll think less of me."

Mike continued to stare at the fire. Danni stood and came over and hugged her. "I'm so sorry that happened to you. We don't have any right to judge you, though. I used to be just as wild as you were, or at least I would have reached that point if my little brother and my big sister hadn't intervened. But, you're right though. Mike is a very good man."

"You're a good man too, Matt," Emma said. "You're a pervert, barely containable and always grabbing some part of me or my sisters, or your own sister... uncouth, loud, obnoxious. But you've never hesitated to stand up for, and with my brother, or for us," she said, indicating the sisters. "You've always been a good friend to my brother and you've held your own in a number of fights with him beside you."

"If he had you there that night at the frat party, Mike wouldn't have gotten jumped from behind," Danni said.

Matt was quiet, for once and simply nodded. He turned and looked at Emily. "Look, I know I'm loud, obnoxious, and you and I have never really gotten along real well, but I'd fly out to California and beat the shit out of that motherfucker if you wanted me to, and you know Mike would!"

Emily smiled. "When can you be there?" she asked with a giggle.

Mike smiled and shook his head.

"So who's next?" Emily asked. Everyone had forgotten they had been playing truth or dare after Emily's long story.

"Normally it's your choice," Sarah said.

She nodded and glanced at Sarah. "Truth or Dare?"

Sarah pursed her lips, trying to gauge Emily. "Truth," she decided finally.

Emily thought for a minute. "What's the biggest dick you've ever had?" she finally asked.

Sarah spit her drink out over the fire suddenly, causing everyone to burst out laughing. After a minute or two, the laughter died down. Sarah forced herself to avoid looking at Mike. "Well, the biggest guy was hung like a mule, the poor guy. It was around 9 or 10 inches I think, but it was really thick and it hurt like a motherfucker. I prefer them around seven, eight or nine inches, and thinner than that freak was."

The game continued on, the first few people choosing truth and getting sex related questions. Eventually Matt got bored and chose dare and the game heated up a little, a few people ending up naked, but nothing went past that. 

As the night got late, the girls retreated to the cabin, and Mike, Emma, and Matt retrieved their sleeping bags to curl up around the softly glowing fire.

Dawn greeted them and the three slowly awoke. Mike and Matt roused themselves faster than Emma and headed immediately down to the dock to check the trot line. Mike pointed at one of the milk jugs and saw it moving around in the water.

"Looks like we got at least one," he said. Matt nodded and aimed for the distant shore. They began to check the line, reeling it around an old Styrofoam block. They came back to the dock as the girls began to file out of the house and Mike stepped on to the dock, holding a stringer full of catfish. There were three channel catfish, two yellow catfish, and one large blue catfish. They'd tossed the turtle that had decided to snack on one of their larger grasshoppers back into the water.

The girls cheered as Mike headed over to the tree behind the cabin to clean the fish as Matt tied up the boat. 

A few minutes later, Mike handed all of the cleaned catfish to Sarah so she could put them in the refrigerator for later. As he came back outside, he passed Missy who was followed closely by Matt. Missy was turned the other way and Mike put his hands up defensively to stop her from running into him. She crashed into him, and he failed to avoid her breasts as she nearly fell over the top of him. "I said not right now," she was saying.

"Shit," she said. "Sorry Mike."

Matt had turned and was headed the other direction. 

"Don't worry about it," Mike said as Missy extracted herself from him. 

Matt was headed back to the path, and Emily was just about to him when he suddenly reached out and grabbed her, yanking her forcibly behind him. She screamed loudly and began to climb on top of him. Matt reached down, lightning fast, snatched at something and slowly pulled it off the ground. It was a rattlesnake that Emily had nearly stepped on.

He pulled it up, his hands pinching it behind its head. It was small, still a baby. "You okay?" he turned and asked Emily. She was still scared and jumped off his back as he held up the snake.

"You're lucky," Mike said.

Emily came and stood behind Mike as Matt came and brought the snake up to her. 

"He can't hurt you now," Matt said. "I've got him."

Emily shook her head and hid behind Mike. "I don't care if he's a baby or not, I don't wanna see him."

"Actually," Mike said. "Baby rattlesnakes can be much more dangerous than adults. When they strike, they release all their venom in the first strike. Adult rattlesnakes know to save enough for a second attack."

Emily shivered and went inside. Matt pulled out a pocket knife to kill the snake.

"That the first one y'all have seen?" Mike asked. 

Matt shook his head. "Naw, we killed this one's momma before y'all got here."

Mike nodded and saw Emma and Beth swimming out in the river. He wandered down to the dock and they swam over. "Y'all be careful. Matt just killed a baby rattlesnake."

Emma nodded and swam back out, but Beth shook her head. "Nope," she said simply, sliding gracefully out of the water and walking back towards the cabin. Missy laughed and went back to sunning herself. After a few minutes, Matt came back down and whistled at Missy. "We need to go check the caretaker's cabin, still," he said to her.

"So go do it," she answered curtly.

"Dad told you to do it too," he said, sounding immature.

She sighed deeply and finally stood. "Fine."

"I'll go," Mike said, but as if in cue, Sarah poked her head out the back door and called down to Mike.

"Can you come in here, Mike?"

"Don't worry about it man, this won't take long," Matt said. "We just need to go check it out, make sure no one broke in or anything." They walked up the hill and past the cabin, towards a hard-to-spot house that was a ways off in the trees, farther down the road they had come in on.

Mike went up to the house and saw Danni walking down by the river a ways hidden from view from Matt and Missy. She glanced over and saw their heads go by, the rest of them hidden by the hill, but they didn't seem to see her. She crouched down and hid behind a tree.

Mike scowled in confusion. 'What the hell is she doing?' he thought.

"Maybe she's gotta poop."

Mike shook his head, unable to shake the image and went inside. After finishing Sarah's chore and checking on Emily, he went back outside, intent on seeing what the hell Danni was doing. She was jogging back towards him. When she saw him looking at her she stopped and waved him frantically towards her. Thinking someone was hurt, he broke into a run, reaching her quickly. 

"You've got to see this!" she exclaimed. "You're not going to fucking believe it!"

"What?" Mike asked. 

"Just come on, but keep quiet and keep hidden or you'll spoil it." Emma came up behind them then. 

"What are you two doing?" she asked.

"Danni has a surprise or something," Mike answered.

"Just hush and follow me," Danni said lowly. She turned and took off through the trees near the shoreline, heading in the general direction of the caretaker's house.

"Danni, watch for snakes, dammit," Mike called. She turned and held a finger to her lips, mouthing "shut the fuck up" at him.

He held up his hands.

Eventually she stopped and approached wooden fence surrounding the caretaker's house and crept over it, followed by her brother and sister. She went up to one of the windows and peeked in. The curtain was obscuring most of the view, but she immediately dropped down and held her hand to her mouth.

Emma came up quickly to her and peered in, following suit and dropping to her knees, mouthing, "OH MY GOD," at her.

Danni was laughing silently and nodded at her. "I know," she mouthed.

Mike rolled his eyes and moved between his sisters peering inside. His jaw dropped.

There, bent over the bed of the caretaker's house was Missy, nude except for her shoes. Matt was behind her, his dick thrusting deep in and out of her. She was gasping in pleasure and moaned in pure ecstasy as he reared back and slapped her hard on the ass. "Fucking spank me harder, you pussy," she said loudly.

Matt followed her command and slapped her hard on the cheek.

Mike dropped to his knees and covered his mouth.

"Holy shit," he mouthed at his sisters.

Emma turned and whispered to the both of them. "Is everyone we know fucking their own siblings? Oh my god!"

Mike stood again, Emma and Danni coming in close to him as they all peered into the window. Matt had both of his hands wrapped around Missy's tits, bouncing in time with his thrusts.

"Tell me how bad you wanna fuck one of those other girls," Missy said lewdly.

"I wanna fuck them so fuckin' bad," Matt said. 

Danni, Emma, and Mike laughed quietly at the terrible dialogue.

"Who do you wanna fuck?" Missy asked. "Fucking spank me," she commanded.

Matt thwacked her hard on the cheek and she moaned in response. "I wanna fuck Beth," he said. 

"You wanna play with her big titties, don't you?"

"Yes," Matt said loudly, smacking her ass again.

The siblings outside were beside themselves with laughter.

"Who else?" Missy asked. "You wanna fuck Emily don't you? You wanna come in her pretty mouth don't you?"

"I wanna come all over her fuckin' face," he said lewdly, smacking her again. Missy moaned loudly.

"Fuck me harder, goddammit," she growled. "You wanna fuck Emma in the ass don't you?" she asked as he spanked her again, eliciting a groan from her.

"Fuck yes I do," he said.

"Whose dick is that?" Missy asked.

"This is your dick," Matt responded automatically.

"Who do you get to fuck with it?" Missy asked him.

"Only you," Matt answered quickly, slapping her ass again. 

She temporarily lost the ability to form a coherent sentence as she began to convulse on her brother's cock. "Fuck, baby, fuck, take that pussy."

As she convulsed, Matt pulled out and spun her around, and she automatically dropped to he knees, his dick quickly entering her mouth and a warm flood filling it. Emma covered her mouth as some of his goo slipped out around his thrusting cock around Missy's lips.

"You've got some fucked up friends, man."

Seeing the surreal scene ending, the three quickly retreated back down the hill and through the trees to the cabin.

Once they were safely away, Mike turned to Emma and shook his head. "How long do you think they've been..."

"Fucking each other's brains out?" Emma finished. "I've sincerely got no clue."

"I saw them that night at the movies," Danni said. "At least I think it was her. I know it was him."

Mike couldn't really believe it. "Seriously though, how many of our friends are fucking each other? This is getting ridiculous!"

"Well, this certainly complicates things with Emily. We were going to hook him up with her, but now that we know he's fucking his sister, is that even an option?"

Mike thought for a moment. "Well, look at us. I'm fucking all of my sisters, at least I will be again soon. I don't think him including Emily would be that much of a stretch. I think she's going to need another woman at least. She basically said that at the campfire last night."

"You heard Missy though, she keeps Matt's dick in her purse, apparently," Emma said.

Mike smiled at the thought of his buddy being dominated by his sister. "Makes sense, though, if you think about it. Missy is always bossing him around anyways, not to mention all the comments he's dropped about her boobs and such."

Emma nodded. "Yeah, I guess we always just chalked that up to him being a horndog." She turned and looked at Mike briefly. "Do you really think Emily needs a woman?"

He shrugged and kept walking. "She did mention that last night, about Jess or whoever."

"Well, we'll have to get Missy interested in her, then," Danni said.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 27



"She didn't seem too interested to go down on Emma during the last truth or dare game at the barbecue before the accident," Mike observed.

"She probably didn't wanna be outed in front of her friends," Emma said. "She's been just as 'handsy' as her brother has, come to think of it. She's just way more subtle."

"That's true," Danni agreed. There were a number of instances that both sisters could recall where Missy's hands hand somehow ended up on their boobs or slapping them on the ass.

They reached the cabin at that point and Emily stepped out onto the porch.

"Do you think the snakes are gone?" she turned and asked Mike. He smiled and nodded. 

"Em, do you wanna go tan with me?" she asked.

Emma smiled and winked at Mike and Danni. "Yeah, sounds great."

"I think I'll take a shower real quick," Mike said. Danni smiled in reply, turning and heading towards the retreating forms of Emma and Emily.

Mike stepped inside and saw Beth sitting on a chair reading. Sarah was curled up under a blanket, snoring softly. Beth glanced up at him and smiled as he came in, putting a finger to her lips to shush him for Sarah's sake. 

He nodded and pointed towards the hallway and the small shower in the bathroom. "I'm gonna shower," he whispered.

She stood immediately and smiled. "I'll help you if you're too sore," she said, a little too eager. He saw her bite her lip, fighting to contain herself.

Knowing he should say no, Mike smiled. "That'd be great," he said. She smiled and followed behind him and entered the tiny bathroom with him, locking the door as he turned on the water. Turning, he held his arms up and let her pull his sweaty shirt off. He groaned in soreness. He couldn't help but look her over, forgetting to play the innocent brother and ogling her. She was wearing a simple t-shirt and shorts, nothing overtly sexy, but the way her curves were accentuated was nearly unbearable. Beth just had that type of body. No matter what she was wearing, she always seemed like she was dripping with sex.

"God damn she is so supremely fuckable," the voice said.

'You've never been more right, my friend,' Mike thought.

Beth turned him around and pulled his shorts off, followed by his boxers. He entered the shower and began to rinse off the sweat, pretending to forget to pull the curtain closed.

He turned and glanced at Beth. Her eyes were locked on his cock for a second before jumping back to his face. She was breathing heavily, her hair damp from the steam rising around them, falling about her face. Her eyes were wide and her tongue danced out and licked her lips. Mike closed his eyes and turned, arching his back and dunking his head under the water. The effect pushed his hips out and his cock bounced to life. Beth cleared her throat suddenly and let out a long breath.

"Do you need any help washing?" she asked.

Mike nodded. "It's still a little hard to get my back," he replied.

"Turn around," she commanded. He could feel her eyes wandering over his naked form, and then felt the warmth of a soap filled rag gently moving over his back. He placed both hands on the wall and ducked his head underneath the water, letting it wash over him.

Behind him, Beth was having a lot of trouble focusing. She kept staring at him like she was a hungry lioness and he was some piece of meat. She'd glance away every few seconds, fighting her inner urges, but they always won out, and she'd again let her eyes wander over his body.

"Turn around," she said. 

Mike smiled to himself and slowly turned. "I really appreciate the help, Beth," he said quietly.

She nodded and began to wash his shoulders. Her eyes continued to wander over him and eventually down to where his cock was bobbing up and down, looking quite angry and engorged. 

"I'm sorry," she muttered, turning around. The rag hit the bottom of the shower as she did so and she glanced down at it. "I'm just not..." she started, but trailed off. 

She bent slowly at the waist, her legs straight, and reached down for the rag. Mike sighed and moaned softly as he saw her slit peeking out from between her legs. She rose again with the rag in hand and reached up for more soap. Glancing over at him again, she licked her lips and sighed, clearly fighting some urges.

"Your clothes are getting soaked, sis," he said, glancing down. Her shirt was stuck to her chest, her pink nipples clearly visible. "You might as well take them off." He glanced down and reached out for the bottom of her shirt, grabbing at the ends and lifting. 

She began to protest, reaching up and brushing at his hands, intent on behaving and not blowing it, but his hands were already up underneath her breasts. Her shirt went up over her head, water running in beads down her curves.

"God..." Mike whispered.

She blushed then. "What?"

"Sorry," he said, glancing down at her. "I... I... know you're my sister, but you're so sexy."

Beth groaned as she heard him speaking. He reached down and began to pull at her shorts, causing her to bite her lip and turn her head, leaning up against the wall, desperately trying not to tear into him and impale herself on his manhood.

She felt her shorts and panties slide down her legs and sighed.

Mike stood again and reached for the rag, soaping it and handing it to her.

"Would you mind getting my legs? I can't reach down there so easily," he said as she opened her eyes again.

"Sure," she whispered, shaking herself out of her reverie.

Kneeling, she lowered her head as her brother shifted in the shower, blocking the spray of water from hitting her in the face. She began to run the rag up one of his legs, halfheartedly rubbing soap across it. She was mainly focused on the bouncing cock fluttering two inches from her face. Her eyes were focused on his leg, intently staring at nothing in particular, but definitely not looking at his dick.

She moved over to his other leg, the movement bringing his cock dangerously close to her face. She licked her lips again and couldn't bring herself to look down. Finally she looked up at her brother, his dick an angry tower pointing out between them. 

Mike groaned as he looked down, seeing Beth fighting to maintain control.

She lowered her gaze then, the rag moving down to his ankle.

"I'm sorry about my excitement," he said. "I haven't been able to get a release for a few days."

"Don't worry about it," she said, glancing back up again. Slowly she stood, Mike's cock brushing her shoulder, and then across her breast and stomach as she stood. She was biting her lip again, trying to maintain control. As she stood up fully, Mike cock was pushed to her hip, off to one side. 

They stood there awkwardly for a second, before Beth finally glanced down.

"Sorry," she said, seeing his dick pointing in an awkward direction. She reached down and moved it back to its original position, pointing slightly upwards, poking her in the belly button.

She closed her eyes and resumed chewing on her lip.

"Would you like me to wash your hair?" she asked, at length, feeling Mike's eyes devour her naked body.

He nodded, and she reached for the shampoo. Reaching up and standing on her tiptoes, the soap in her hand being rubbed into his hair. The effect brought the head of his cock down between her legs, pushing gently at the folds of her pussy. 

"Ohh... oh... oh..." she muttered, her eyes fluttering.

She closed her eyes, shaking her head and fighting urges. Mike brought his hands down suddenly and placed them on her hips. He leaned in and kissed her deeply, thrusting upwards as he did so, his cock sliding smoothly into her. She gasped and looked at him in genuine surprise, but quickly melted into his arms and began to orgasm almost immediately. Whimpering softly, she leaned into his shoulder as he gently pumped into her.

Several quiet seconds later, she looked up at him and smiled. He turned her around and pushed her gently up against the wall, his hands finding her breasts as he began to pump in and out of her again. As he sensed her getting closer to orgasm, he kissed her on the neck one time and cleared his throat.

"Now don't be mad, but I've remembered about our situation for a long time," he admitted as she began to come again, her head leaning against the wall. 

She couldn't begin to speak, but nodded her understanding.

"I just wanted time with each sister, and you and Sarah were desperately needing some payback, as was Emma. Sarah is the only one that doesn't know that I'm all better now, and I'd really appreciate it if you would keep my secret."

"Love, as long as you don't ever take that cock away from me again, I'll keep whatever secret you want," she finally managed to whisper. 

Mike thrust deeply into her again, eliciting another gasp and a moan. She felt like satin wrapped around his cock as he thrust into her again. She turned suddenly and wrapped her legs around him as he gripped her butt and lifted, his cock quickly finding her again as she leaned into him. He fucked her for a few seconds but didn't want to risk a serious injury and she extracted herself from him, falling to her knees and taking him in her mouth. He stared down at her beautiful face, her green eyes staring up at him, her wet blonde hair a mess around her face as his cock thrust in and out of her mouth.

"You don't want to fuck anymore?" he asked.

She pulled him out briefly, "On the contrary, I'm just convincing you to never take this beautiful thing away from me again." She pulled him back into her mouth and went as deep as she could, her lips brushing his pubic hair. She gagged a little bit and extracted him as she began to work his shaft with her fist, slobbering a little but letting her hand pick up the wet mess and using it to lubricate her hand. He began to moan softly and she looked back up at him with her beautiful green eyes, never blinking as he began to fill her mouth with his seed.

She swallowed what she could, letting the water wash away the rest and finally standing to wash the rest of him off of her. 

Turning about in the shower stream, she kissed him quickly, but withdrew and slapped him. 

"That's for not fucking me sooner, and for that day with the weight bench, you ass."

"Yeah, I deserved that," he admitted.

"Yeah, you did." She grinned and kissed him again.

"Yeah," the voice agreed.

"You're lucky I didn't jump you right then and there," she said with a cute smile.

"Don't worry, I plan on giving you plenty of attention from now on," he said, reaching for a towel.

"You better," she said, turning and grabbing at her clothes and pulling them on quickly. 

Mike stared at her while she did so, smiling at the way her body moved, particularly her breasts, as she got dressed.

She looked up at him and stopped moving. "What is it?"

He smiled and shook his head. "Just watching you."

She cocked an eyebrow and squinted at him. "Something wrong with the way I get dressed?"

He laughed and shook his head. "No, there's something very very right about everything you do." He turned and stepped out of the shower and finished drying as she opened the door quietly to leave.

She turned as the door was about to close again and peeked back in. "Glad you're back, you sneaky little shit," she whispered, and then much quieter, "You better fuck me again, very very soon."

Mike smiled. 'New favorite sister?'

"Dude, you know I'm a fan of all four."

After he got dressed, Mike walked down to the dock where Emma was trying to show Emily how to fish. Matt and Missy were coming down the road, looking like they always did and not like they'd just fucked each other's brains out. He turned and waved lightly at them but turned and headed for the dock. 

He moved over to the girls and watched for a few seconds as Emma tried in vain to get Emily to cast the line correctly. Laughing, he shook his head, to which Emily raised a hand and flipped him off.

Matt came down the hill then, Missy having stopped at the cabin. He took a running start and leaped in to the river as he pulled his shirt off.

"MATT!" the three girls yelled as he splashed them.

Mike laughed and decided to join him, even though he'd just finish showering.

"Fun stuff tends to happen in the shower bro, you can take another one later."

Beth came out of the house a few minutes later, wearing her nearly obscene two piece that she'd become so fond of lately. The little triangles covering her nipples were perfectly in place and she smiled a tiny fraction of a smile as she saw both men watch her bounce down the hill.

Matt didn't hide his stare, unlike Mike, who was watching her out of the corner of his eye, staring intently at the river in front of him.

"Holy shit, Beth," Matt said, echoing everyone else thoughts.

"What?" Beth said, looking around. She moved to the end of the dock and dove into the water cleanly. Danni, Emma and Emily all pulled off their shirts and shorts, revealing their bathing suits underneath and joined the trio in the water.

"What? Y'all don't wanna fish anymore?" Mike asked with a smirk. He was answered by three splashes of water.

After swimming for awhile, Mike offered to show Emily how to fish, and the others went about relaxing and swimming, napping in the cabin or under the trees and playing with the puppies. As evening drew near, Mike went inside to help Sarah get ready to fry the catfish. 

As dusk drew near, Mike and Sarah fried up the catfish along with some fries and everyone sat around the campfire to a nice meal. The conversation was minimal during the meal. Everyone seemed to thoroughly enjoy the food. Mike couldn't help but keep glancing over at his buddy who seemed to be having some kind of silent conversation with his sister. Matt would eat some fish, and then glance over at Missy, who would look at him briefly and then back to her food. The two repeated this several times over the course of supper and eventually Matt gave up and focused on the fish.

Emma seemed to notice and glanced over at Mike with a knowing smile before biting into a piece of fish. 

As evening drew near, everyone helped clean up from the meal and went back outside to the campfire.

Emily stopped Matt as they walked back outside and wrapped her arms around him briefly. "I never thanked you for saving me from that snake. That really scared the crap out of me," she said.

"Aw hell, Mike woulda done it too, if he'd been there," Matt said, patting her briefly on the back.

She pulled away and they joined the others down the hill.

"So you still don't remember anything from before?" Missy was asking Mike.

Mike shrugged, determined to choose his words carefully.

"You know man, I really can't keep track of all the secrets and lies we're keeping, I need a flowchart or some such shit."

"Not really," he said simply.

He glanced over at Emily. 'Fuck,' he thought. He suddenly remembered the night of their date. He'd blurted out that he did remember, but had suddenly left without much other explanation.

"What's wrong bro?"

'This could get ugly,' he said.

"I mean there are bits and pieces here and there," he said with a shrug.

Emily had a confused look on her face and looked like she was about to say something. She lowered her gaze though and just stared into the fire.

Missy nodded. "Well, I'm sure it'll come back soon."

Danni decided at that moment to change the subject. "So I saw you and Missy at the movies the other night, Matt."

"Oh yeah?" he said, his eyes wide for a second.

"Yeah, you guys left early, though," she said. "Didn't like the show?"

Matt cleared his throat and glanced over at his sister, "Yeah, that movie sucked."

Missy was staring at Danni wide-eyed, having recovered slower than her brother.

"Yeah, did you see the people in the middle of the theater fooling around?" Matt asked.

"Totally! I was so shocked!" Danni said with a smile. "I mean, to do that in public!"

Missy smiled finally and nodded. "Yeah, it looked like they were having some fun!"

Matt nodded, believing that their secret was still safe. 

Danni winked slyly at Mike, who had to stifle a laugh.

"I've got a joke," Matt said suddenly, "If any of you fuckers is interested."

"What is it, the size of your dick?" Emma quipped.

The girls and Mike laughed as did Matt with a grin on his face. "Don't make me get the monster out of the cave, it might knock you into the river!"

The girls all rolled their eyes.

"So what's the joke?"

Matt cleared his throat and took a drink of his beer. "Alright, so Giuseppe and Alfredo are standing on a hill over looking this small Italian town. Giuseppe turns to Alfredo and shakes his head. 'Alfredo,' he says, 'You see all them churches down there in our village? I, Giuseppe, helped build all of those churches, but do they call me Giuseppe the Church Builder? No! And do you see down there, all of those bridges. I, Giuseppe, helped build all of those bridges. But do they call me Giuseppe the Bridge Builder? NO! And there! Do you see those trees lining the streets down there? I, Giuseppe, helped plant all of those trees. Do they call me Giuseppe the Tree Planter? NO! BUT YOU FUCK ONE GOAT...'"

Everyone burst out laughing. Beth, who'd been taking a drink of a beer, sprayed her mouthful all over Matt, and immediately tried to apologize. Matt waved his hands at her, dismissing the notion and wiped his face. 

"That was so funny," Emily said, her face red from laughing. The group began to tell stories about high school for awhile, and one by one began to retire inside the cabin to head to sleep, until it was just Emily, Emma, Matt, and Mike. They continued telling stories, laughing quietly and enjoying being outside under the trees and stars. Eventually they fell asleep, save for Mike, who had other plans. Extricating himself quietly from his sleeping bag, he headed up the hill and quietly opened the door to the cabin.

Peering inside, he heard the low hum of the refrigerator. He stood quietly, just inside the door after it closed behind him, quietly waiting for his eyes to adjust. He kicked off his shoes and silently looked around the room.

The puppies were in the living room, all curled up together in a basket. He moved to one of the bedrooms and peered inside to find Sarah and Danni. He could tell by both of his sisters' soft snores. Missy was in the other room with Beth. Missy tended to take after her brother and was quite a snorer, but nowhere near as loud as Matt. 

Mike softly padded into the room and knelt at the edge of the bunk bed where Beth was cutely drooling into her pillow. He ever-so-gently put a hand over her mouth and whispered into her ear at the same time. She jumped slightly but calmed when she heard his voice.

"Beth, it's Mike, don't freak out," he whispered. "As quietly as you can, get up and come with me."

She was still sleepy, but sat up and looked up at him in the darkness, barely able to make out his form. 

Her bed creaked when she stood, sounding like a cannon going off in the darkness compared to the silence. He squinted and clenched his jaw, waiting for one of the other three in the house to wake up. The silence felt oppressive as they both stood frozen, waiting.

Slowly, she moved forward and felt around in the darkness for him. Finding his hand, she followed him from the room but was immediately crushed up against the wall as his muscular form pressed against hers. His hands immediately pulling at the buttons on her nightgown. 

Leaning over, he put his mouth up to her ear and said as quietly as possible, "If you make a sound, Missy will hear us. I'm going to make you come, very hard, but you can't make a sound, or we'll get busted."

Beth felt herself get wet with excitement when she thought about being caught, and felt the sluttier part of her start to overpower her. She gritted her teeth and nodded at Mike, temporarily forgetting that they were standing in complete darkness and the action was in vain.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 27



He lowered his head and pulled one of her breasts out of her top, popping the first button of her nightshirt open. Beth bit her lip and covered her mouth.

He pulled open another button and pushed a hand into her panties, causing her to moan quietly. She reached for him and quickly found the edge of his shorts. As she lowered his zipper, it felt like the entire house echoed with the sound. His shorts crumpled to the floor as he moved to her other breast, drawing the nipple into his mouth and tonguing it until it became erect. His cock poked through the hole in his boxers, but bounced downwards and then back up as she pulled his underwear down. 

He pulled her closer to him and slowly kissed her neck, biting gently at an ear lobe and moving lower, nibbling and kissing and sucking slowly downwards until he hit her collar. She moaned as quietly as she could, her hand wrapping around his cock and slowly stroking.

Mike bit gently at the skin covering her clavicle, moving downwards to her breasts again, but then back up, underneath her chin and around, to the other side of her neck, nibbling every so often. One hand moved to her nipple and softly kneaded, his lips sending sparkles of pleasure coursing throughout her body.

He broke the kiss suddenly and stood up straight, pushing his cock between her legs, causing her to gasp softly. Bringing his face close up to hers, he looked at her quietly, bringing a finger to his lips to shush her, gently thrusting upwards and guiding his cock into her. Beth opened her mouth as her eyes rolled back into her head. 

Mike began to gently pump into her as they stood quietly up against the wall in the hallway of the tiny cabin. His cock slid deeply into her as she lifted one leg, and then the other, both of his hands moving underneath to support her, as he leaned her up against the wall. She felt like silk as he slid in, inch by inch into her, every centimeter causing innumerable prickles of pleasure to shoot through both of them. Sliding quietly out of her, he pressed his lips to hers and pushed gently in again, his cock bottoming out deep inside her.

She bit gently into his shoulder as he thrust into her again, his cock forcing its way into her.

He lifted her up off the wall then and turned, awkwardly walking into the living room to slide quietly to the couch where she placed both of her knees on the edge to gently bounce up and down on top of her brother's cock, thick with lust inside her.

He moaned softly as she kissed him, her breasts pressed up between them, one of his hands fondling them. She began to whimper faster then, and she began to bite into his shoulder, his cock thrusting deep within. They both froze as the door to the cabin quietly opened and then closed, a dark shape moving through the house. 

Not able to help herself, Beth lifted up gently and as slowly as possible, lowered her silk-like pussy down his cock. The shape faced their general direction, but didn't seem to see anything amiss and immediately moved towards the small refrigerator, popping the door open and grabbing a bottle of water.

Beth's eyes went wide when she saw who it was as the cabin was bathed in dim light. Mike's cock was taking no prisoners that night, however, and they both began to climax at that point, Mike gently pumping again and again stream after stream of cum into her pussy, which was flexing and clamping down on him.

Emily opened the bottle and brought it to her lips, shutting the fridge and heading towards the bedroom, peering in one and then the other, taking Beth's bed.

Immediately hopping off of him, Beth dropped to her knees and took his retreating cock in her mouth, slurping quietly at the fluids they'd both left on it. She swallowed silently, moving back to him and leaning in close. 

"That was fucking unbelievable," she whispered. "Emily walking in pushed me over the edge!"

Mike chuckled quietly and nodded in the darkness. "I don't know how she didn't trip over our clothes, or see us, for that matter."

Beth stood and waved at him in the darkness. "Back to bed for this naughty girl. I think I'll slide in next to Emily. I just hope I can keep my hands to myself."

Mike chuckled. "Just be careful, you've got a bunch of me inside you right now."

Beth giggled, louder than she hand intended and quickly retrieved their clothes, tossing Mike's at him and whispered a good night to him. 

Mike quietly moved outside.

******

Beth slid her panties on, and buttoned a button on her top as she walked quietly into Emily and Missy's room. She gently nudged Emily over, who turned and peered upwards.

"It's just me, Beth," she whispered. "I couldn't sleep in the living room, mind if we share?"

Emily didn't answer but shifted up against the wall. "I could use some company," Emily whispered back, turning over towards her as Beth climbed in next to her, butt first. She tossed the cover over both of them and sighed deeply as Emily got comfortable again, her hand at her side.

Silence claimed them, followed quickly by sleep. Beth was awoken later that night however, when Emily moved her hands around and wrapped them around her in her sleep. "Mmm, Jess," she muttered in her sleep, obviously dreaming about the girl she'd been intimate with in California.

Beth felt Emily's hand move upwards and fumble with her shirt. She gave up and slid it up from the bottom, cupping it and gently playing with a nipple.

Beth coughed and pushed Emily's hand down, waking her up.

"What? Oh! Oh, Beth I'm so sorry!" Emily whispered.

Beth turned and hugged her. "It's okay Emily," she said. "It was just a dream, no harm done."

Emily kept apologizing for a few minutes, but Beth was finally able to calm her down. 

******

Morning found Mike back outside next to Emma and Matt. The morning was cooler than they had expected, the fire having gone out sometime during the night. The three rose and began to clean up the campsite, loading things back into Mike's truck and preparing for the short trip home.

After they'd finished, Mike pulled out of the drive and headed for home.

Beside him, Emily glanced over at Emma and smiled.

Emma caught the look and glanced back. "What?" she asked.

"I'm just curious," she said.

Emma turned and looked at her fully. "About?"

"I'm just curious about how long Mike has been fucking you."

Emma's eyes went wide and she glanced over at Mike, who was just as surprised.

"I knew it!" Emily said, a wide smile crossing her face. "How did this happen?"

After a long, awkward silence, Emma cleared her throat. "Well..."



Just the Six of Us Ch. 28



First off, thanks to my ever loyal and eternally patient readers for their steadfast support. This chapter took awhile, but I really like the way it turned out. Check my profile if you want to get in touch with me, or ask me questions.

Thanks again to my editor, Drew.



*****

Emily listened while Emma spoke. The conversation had taken them from the river, back into town and to the Matthews' house. Emma and Emily had gone upstairs, Mike following, but he was shut out as the door to Emma's room closed in his face. 

'Wow, I'm a kid again,' he thought, feeling eleven. 

"Nice, man."

"Give us awhile," Emma said, just before closing the door. "I'll talk to her."

Mike shrugged, knowing it wouldn't help to argue. He trotted back downstairs and back out to his truck, proceeding to unload it. Beth, Danni and Sarah pulled in and hopped out, Sarah coming over to help Mike with his truck as Danni and Beth went inside.

"So let me ask you something man," the voice said as Mike was unloading.

'Okay...' Mike thought.

"Well, I've been curious as to the whole point of keeping secrets from your sisters."

Mike thought quietly for a second while he put the fishing poles back in the shed. 'What do you mean?'

"Well, like not being in a pile of sisters right now. Why are you keeping them out of the loop since your memory came back?"

'Wait a second man, you were the one that came up with the idea in the first place!'

"Yeah, but I've had time to think about it. I mean, it's nice that you're back to 'deep-dicking' Beth, but I really think you need to start fucking Sarah soon. She's just going to be pissed that you didn't tell her you were okay, 'deep-dicking' or not."

Mike had moved back to the truck and was carrying another load back when Sarah came by, heading back to the truck.

Sarah smiled at him, and Mike nodded, returning her smile.

'You have a point, but I'm still going to spend some time with Beth. She deserves it. Don't worry, Sarah will get her time as well.'

"Hell, I ain't worried."

Sarah was in the kitchen putting away the leftover food and drinks as Mike came back inside. Beth was nowhere to be seen, Emma and Emily were alone in Emma's room, and Danni was curled up on the couch watching TV. Mike almost leaned over to kiss her but stopped himself. He headed upstairs towards his room, determined to take a nap.

*****

Emma clicked the door closed and turned back to Emily, who sat at the edge of the bed.

"Okay, so this all kind of just happened?" Emily asked.

Emma nodded. "I mean, there are some complicated parts, like Mike hasn't told Sarah that he's all better, and he's only just told Beth about it. He says it's so that he can have some payback for us tormenting him, but it's also probably to just spend time with each of us."

"So what was this weekend about?"

Emma cleared her throat. "Mike cares about you. He knows you went through a lot out in California, and really doesn't want to hurt you. He really didn't know how to break it to you."

"That he's already taken?" Emily asked, knowing the answer.

Emma nodded. "We were actually trying to get you interested in Matt. I know it sounds dumb when you actually think about it, but it worked with a different girl that had found out about us."

Emily nodded. "Mike and I are friends before anything else. I'm honestly not looking to start a new relationship with anyone right now, especially after California. You definitely don't need to try and find me a replacement, though I appreciate the thought."

Emma nodded. "It sounds really dumb, now that I think about it. I'm sorry," she said, placing a hand on Emily's thigh.

Emily smiled. "It came from a good place, so it's okay."

Emma was quiet for a few seconds, thinking about how to phrase her next questions. 

"So how did you figure out that we were together?" she asked eventually.

Emily smiled. "Anyone spending time with you can see it pretty clearly, in my opinion. I mean, I guess I'm more observant than most if I'm the only one to figure it out without actually catching you in the act. People act different when they are around someone they are truly in love with. I can remember Mike back in high school. He never really had much to do with you guys. It was pretty clear that had changed when I saw you and your sisters around him. Clearly, your feelings for each other go deeper than siblings. He really loves you and your sisters. It's actually pretty beautiful."

Emma actually teared up a little, uncharacteristically. "He's definitely a great boyfriend to have," she said, smiling.

"I know he is," Emily replied, returning the smile. "I'm not one to break up a happy relationship."

Emma nodded, brushing at the corners of her eyes. "He's definitely great in the sack too," she said, giggling.

Emily smiled. "If he can take care of four different women, he'd have to be. That only makes me wish he'd been my first even more," she said, with a frown.

Emma smiled at her. "I'm so glad you understand," she said. "Ashley, the other girl that found out our little secret, wasn't so easy to convince to be quiet."

The conversation turned then, and after a few minutes, Emily stood to leave. "Thank you for explaining it all to me," she said.

"Thanks for understanding," Emma replied.

She turned and closed the door behind her, heading downstairs to leave.

*****

A loud knock roused Mike from his nap. He glanced over at the clock, the time showing that three hours had passed. 

The door creaked open, Emma peering in. "Hey," she said, closing the door behind. 

Mike sat up, stretching his arms and yawning. "Hey," he said, mid-yawn.

She moved towards his bed and sat down at the end. "So I talked to Emily," she said.

Mike rolled his head back and forth, tossing the covers aside and standing. "What did she say?" he asked.

Emma smiled slightly as she stared at her brother's back and buttocks. "Well, she didn't actually catch you having sex with any of us, she just kind of figured it out," she explained.

"Oh yeah?" he asked. "Are we that obvious?"

Emma shrugged. "Around each other, she said we act differently than we used to."

Mike nodded. "I guess we'll have to work on that," he remarked.

She stood and came up behind him, absentmindedly running a hand along his muscular back.

"She said we didn't need to try and hook her up with Matt. She said she understood, that you were ours and we were yours, boyfriend and girlfriends. She actually said she wasn't looking to start up any serious plans." She began to press her hands into his back, massaging gently.

Mike groaned in pleasure, his sister's ministrations clearly feeling very nice.

"God that's awesome," he said quietly.

She pressed and rolled her hands into his back for a few minutes, a comfortable silence falling between them.

"I'm glad she understands," he said eventually, breaking the silence. "I didn't want to hurt her."

"She knows, baby," Emma said, kissing his back and laying her head on his shoulder, her arms wrapping around him.

He turned after a few seconds, wrapping his arms around his twin and bringing her face up to meet his in a tender kiss. He pulled back after a few minutes of tasting her silk-smooth lips and stared deeply into her eyes. "I love you, Emma," he said.

She felt her heart melt a little. "I love you too, Mike," she replied, kissing him again. She broke the kiss off again, kneeling down to her knees in front of him. "Would Master like a blowjob?" she asked, her face taking on the good-girl-doing-naughty-things look again.

He grinned and nodded. "Master wouldn't mind," he said.

She continued looking up at him. 

Mike chuckled. "Give me a blowjob, slave," he said finally.

"Yes, Sir," she answered, pulling his boxer shorts down and running her tongue along the tip of his cock. It began to bounce to life.

The door opened then and both of them jumped, Mike pushing his cock back inside as Emma struggled to her feet.

Danni's head peeked inside and she giggled as she saw the two scrambling to cover themselves. "Caught ya!" she whispered, entering and closing the door behind her, locking it this time.

She came over and giggled as Mike tried to calm his pounding heart. "You scared the crap out of us," he said quietly.

She grinned and came over to him, kissing him and falling to her knees. "I didn't mean to interrupt," she said, looking up at him seductively.

Emma grinned and fell to her knees beside her sister, her hands pulling Mike's boxers down again, his cock bouncing upwards.

"Fuck yes, this is happening!"

Both of his sisters stared up at him, Emma sucking on the head of his cock, Danni gently sucking on one of his balls. Danni smiled and grabbed the base of his cock, pumping as Emma bounced up and down on the tip, popping it softly out of her mouth and into her own as Mike groaned, his gaze never leaving the two of them. 

Emma smiled and glanced from Danni, back up to her brother, lowering her mouth to draw his other testicle into her mouth.

He groaned in pleasure as Danni pulled him deep into her mouth, popping in out and pushing him into Emma's mouth. "I'm definitely not going to last long like this," he said, his eyes rolling back into his head as Emma's warm mouth closed over the tip, tiny prickles of pleasure coursing through his body.

Danni giggled. "That's the idea silly. Dinner's in ten minutes, so if you take any longer, Sarah might come find us."

Mike put a hand on the back of Emma's head and pulled, pushing her further onto his cock. She pulled free and let Danni pull it back to her mouth. Mike put his other hand on the back of her head and pulled her deep onto his cock. She groaned in pleasure and tried to go deeper, pulling him loose and plunging deep back into her throat.

"I know something that you haven't done before," Danni said, letting Emma deepthroat him again. "Want to cum on our faces?" she asked, popping his cock back into her mouth.

Mike groaned and nodded, even managing a "fuck yes," between moans.

Emma giggled as Danni brought her lips up to the edge of Mike's cock. She followed suit, kissing the other side of his dick as both of their lips touched. Danni ran her tongue along the top, Emma following her example, both girls letting their tongues touch and dance along their brother's cock. The pressed their lips together around his dick, kissing and sucking, both looking upwards as Mike groaned again.

"Fuck," he muttered as Danni began to pump his cock, both girls sitting back on their heels. 

Danni grabbed a handful of Emma's hair and pushed her onto Mike's cock as she jerked him off. "Just tell me when you are going to cum," she said, pumping faster and faster as Emma sucked.

Mike groaned a final time and moaned something that sounded vaguely like "Coming now," and forced himself to look down instead of letting his eyes roll back in his head.

Both sisters were side by side, their face pressed cheek to cheek. Emma popped his cock out of her mouth, a stream of cum hanging from her tongue as another shot from his cock and draped across her cheek, up to her eye and into her hair. Danni aimed his dick at her own face, and several ropes arced up and landed on her face, forehead and in her hair. She passed the tip back to Emma, who took a few more arcing ropes across her other cheek before popping his cock back in her mouth, and accepting the last few shots into her mouth as she groaned in pleasure, swallowing.

Mike sighed in happiness, bliss washing over him as he watched the scene at his crotch. Danni was smiling up at him while Emma continued to suck on the tip of his cock.

She leaned over then and pulled Emma's face free, locking her lips on her sisters and kissing her deeply, cum covered tongues dancing and rubbing. She broke the kiss and ran a tongue along her sister's face, slurping up rope after rope of her brother's semen. Emma giggled and followed suit after Danni finished cleaning her off.

As they finished cleaning each other, they shared a final, deep, cum drenched kiss.

"Sweet leaping Jesus," the voice chimed in.

'I couldn't agree more,' he thought.

*****

Mike couldn't wipe the grin off his face as he came back downstairs to dinner, followed a few minutes later by Danni and Emma, both having stopped off in the bathroom to wash their faces.

He inhaled deeply as he entered the kitchen. Beth had made something Italian tonight.

He grinned as she looked up at him and smiled, her blonde hair falling around her shoulders as she flashed him that irresistibly cute smile of hers. Sarah glanced over from the sink at him and smiled when she saw his face.

"Did you have a good nap?"

He nodded. "Best I've had in a long time," he replied. "I think I really needed it."

"I'd say so," Sarah said. "You slept about three hours!"

He took his seat and nodded as Beth came around to his plate with a dish of something steaming. "You'd better come and make love to me very, very soon," she leaned over and quietly whispered in his ear.

He nodded and winked as she moved over to Emma and gave her some food. Dinner conversation was interrupted by five yipping furballs that managed to nuzzle open Sarah's door just enough to get out.

Mike laughed as Sarah swore. "No, you little shits! These dogs are like ninjas or something," she said, moving to round them up. "It's so hard to keep them penned."

He moved to help her, picking up Max and Biscuit and nuzzling them. "They just want some human contact."

As they tossed them back into the room, Mike clicked the door closed as the puppies whined pitifully. He rejoined his sisters and sat down to finish dinner.

*****

"Hey Mike, will you take a look at the sink? It's not draining very fast," Sarah asked him after they'd finished dinner.

He nodded from his spot on the couch, tossing down the magazine he'd been reading and heading into the kitchen. She was leaning over the sink peering down into the drain as he came up beside her.

He turned on the water briefly, and sure enough, it began to fill the sink and drained very slowly.

He knelt down and began removing things from under the sink. He put a bucket underneath and began to unscrew the P trap. As the water drained into the bucket, he pulled the trap from the two pipes it was secured to. An old wash rag was hanging from one end of the pipe, which he quickly pulled out. He peered down as he felt something brush against his waist. Sarah had both of her feet on either side of his hips, and was leaning over the sink.

"Don't turn on the water," he said quickly.

"I won't," she said. He quickly reconnected the p trap to the sink and stood, turning on the water, kneeling down again to check for leaks. Satisfied, he put all the stuff back and closed the doors.

Sarah wrapped him in a quick hug, then released him and offered her thanks.

Mike nodded and began to head back to the living room.

"I think I'm going to turn in early," Sarah said with a yawn, putting the last plate in the dishwasher. Her hair was slightly unkempt, draped around her face lazily. She had her customary apron on, but crumpled it up and tossed it on the counter after she started the dishwasher.

She came over to the couch where he was sitting, and leaned over, kissing him on the forehead. "Thanks again," she whispered.

"You're welcome," he said. "Good night. I love you."

She smiled widely and turned, opening and then closing her door behind her.

"Mmmhmm, just go fuck her man."

'Again, your idea douche.'

"Well shit, I never said it was a good one,"

Mike clicked on the TV to relax for a little while, secretly hoping everyone would turn in so he could pay Beth a visit later.

A few hours later, Mike stood, heading upstairs as the house settled around him. The silence was comforting. He headed upstairs. Emma had crawled in bed early, apparently. Her door was cracked. He peered in and smiled. Danni was snuggled up right beside his twin. Emma's hand had wandered a bit and was cupping Danni's breast. He laughed quietly, clicking the door closed and moving towards Beth's bed.

She was spread out on her bed, the covers kicked away. Beth always slept like she was possessed, kicking the covers off no matter how many times they were pulled back up. She'd elected to wear nothing to bed, and Mike immediately began to get aroused at the sight of her naked form in the pale light of the moon peering through her window.

Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail and was draped over one side of her pillow. Her pale skin seemed almost blue in the moonlight. Her perfect breasts were clearly visible, and Mike, like any guy, found himself glancing back and forth at them. He silently moved towards her and drank in the sight.

She'd trimmed her pubic hair since their shower incident the day before. It was a cute little heart now. Mike chuckled quietly and leaned over the bed, lowering his face to her naked form and inhaling deeply.

"Okay, Captain Creepy," the voice said.

'She smells nice, dipshit,' he thought back.

He did realize that it would probably scare the shit out of her if he woke her up by smelling her, however. He moved around to the end of the bed and pulled off his shirt and shorts, his cock springing up.

He gently placed his hands on either side of her legs and leaned forwards, quietly, gently. He stopped about an inch away from her pussy and gently ran his tongue along her slit. 

******

Beth had just finished her dinner and headed back upstairs to shower. Hopefully Mike would be coming to see her tonight. She quickly disrobed and had just hopped in when the door opened and Emma peered in. She quickly entered, seeing that it was Beth in the shower.

Beth peered out and looked briefly at Emma quizzically. 

"Danni is gonna be in my room tonight," Emma said. "We've decided that I can serve as a surrogate of sorts for her, in place of Mike. We wanted to give you two some time."

"I didn't know he'd told you that I knew," Beth said. "Thanks," she added with a sincere smile.

Emma tapped her head, "Twin intuition, I just kinda knew," she said with a grin. She glanced in the shower at Beth's naked body and smiled. "Need any help washing?"

Beth giggled. "Tempting, but no thanks," she said.

Emma pouted briefly, but grinned afterward. "Try not to make too much noise," she said, turning and heading out of the room. 

Beth giggled and closed the shower door, ducking back under the water.

Thirty minutes later, she headed to her room and waited. She'd decided not to wear any clothes to bed, just to make it easier for Mike when he came in.

She waited. At first she tried to read, but couldn't concentrate. She briefly thought about masturbating, but realized that was kind of redundant. Finally, she couldn't stay awake any longer and had just dozed off only to be awakened by the wonderful sensation of something warm and muscular rubbing at her pussy. 

She groaned in pleasure, reaching down and feeling around to see whose face was between her legs. 

"Mmm," she said. "Sarah's hair is longer, as is Emma's, it's gotta be Mike," she said quietly.

He laughed and licked again, his tongue pulsing up against her slit. She moaned quietly. "God I've missed that."

He reached up and gently spread her lips, his tongue playing amongst her folds. He pushed up against her clitoris, flatting his tongue, but pulled it back in quickly and wrapped it in his lips, sucking on it briefly. 

Pushing both hands up under her butt, he lifted her up slightly into his mouth. His tongue pushed deep into for a second, before sliding upwards and back, repeating over and over as he alternated between sucking and licking.

Mike had definitely had a bit of practice at it, but it certainly seemed like he was very, very good at eating her pussy. She couldn't really be sure, as he was the only man to ever do it. She'd never tell him, but her sisters were actually better. That was to be expected though, as Mike most certainly didn't have a vagina. He wasn't mediocre at it or anything, it just came more naturally to Emma and Sarah. She moaned quietly as he inserted a couple of fingers into her, pushing them up against her g-spot, his tongue rubbing deliberately back and forth on her clitoris. 




Just the Six of Us Ch. 28



She felt the rush of an orgasm approaching and reached down, grabbing two handfuls of his hair, pulling him tight up against her as her pussy began to convulse and contract, electricity shooting through her.

Mike looked up at her and grinned a short while later. She smiled down in bliss as he came up to her face, planting a sloppy kiss. She licked at his face, enjoying the taste of herself. It seemed odd at first, but she found it to be a turn on, forbidden almost. Not as forbidden as fucking your own brother or sister, obviously, but still very naughty.

Mike was moving again, then, and he straddled her chest, putting most of his weight on his knees so he didn't crush her. He dropped his meaty cock directly onto her lips, and she gladly opened her mouth and accepted him in, her lips wrapping around her teeth automatically. She really enjoyed the feeling of his cock in her mouth, much more than the taste of her own juices, or those of Emma and Sarah. She was definitely bisexual, but enjoyed cock a little more than any lesbian activities. Mike gently put his hands around the back of her head. 

'He's feeling more confident,' she thought. The thought turned her on as he lifted her head, forcing his cock deeper down her throat. She started trying to time his thrusts with suppressing her gag reflex and opening her throat. He began to push a little harder.

She began to feel a familiar feeling beginning to take over, getting hornier and more aggressive. She growled as his cock pushed deeply into her.

Mike sighed in pleasure. "I better slow down, you're going to make me cum too fast," he said, beginning to extricate his dick from her mouth.

She put both of her hands on his buttocks, as his cock popped free. "Don't you dare. I'm sure you can get hard enough again to fuck me in a few minutes. If not, I'll keep sucking your big cock until it gets there."

She felt him shudder as pleasure coursed through him. She figured the dirty talk would turn him on. She felt his hands push back into her long blonde hair, his cock pushing forcefully against the back of her throat. She pushed up on him briefly, his cock popping free. 

"Let me try something else," she said briefly. "I read about it," she said with a grin as she turned to lean her head off the side of her bed.

"Now stand up and come around," she said, but he was already moving. She smiled as she felt the tip pushing at her lips. "I heard that it lines the mouth and throat up better, allowing me to take more of you in."

He pushed in at that point, and she opened as she accommodated his girth. He gently pulled on her head, thrusting his hips at her face, effectively fucking her face.

She began to rub her own pussy, her fingers quickly finding her clitoris and rubbing against it. She alternated with that, and pushing a finger inside her. Mike thrust a couple dozen more times, each one deeper than the last. 

"I'm going to try and go all the way," he said, pulling out to let her breath.

"You better," she said, almost growling.

He grinned down at her and thrust, forceful, but not rough, his large cock pushing deep into her mouth, down into her throat. She suppressed her gag reflex as he did so, pushing a finger deep inside herself. She heard him say, "God, Beth," and felt him begin to pull out. She wasn't having any of that nonsense. She slapped a hand on his butt again, pulling him back in as she felt the sticky warm mess of his cum begin to shoot down her throat. He began to shake, his knees going weak, his cock spasming in her throat. She began to cum from her own masturbating then, not as strong as the first time, but nice, nonetheless.

Eventually, he extricated himself from her throat, and laid across her bed. She growled in pleasure, swallowing a few times to ensure she'd gotten it all and turned over, rolling her brother over and kissing his stomach. 

He laughed in giddy pleasure, her mouth tickling his skin. 

She was turned on, however, and wasn't going to stop. She looked up at him and grabbed his cock again. It was semi-hard. He was still obviously turned on, but it was nowhere near its former glory.

She licked slowly up the side, wrapping her lips around the tip briefly, and then down the other side. She continued like this, stopping to turn and throw her legs over him, reaching back across her thigh and grabbing a handful of his hair and pulling him up into her pussy.

She felt his tongue begin to slide up and down her pussy, his arms wrapping around her thighs. He sighed in pleasure beneath her.

She began to suck his cock again, and it started to respond after a few sucks, bouncing upwards as it filled with blood again. She grinned excitedly, her pussy practically aching to feel that monster inside her again.

She began to twist her hands as had read about, moving up and down on the tip of his cock, and was surprised at how quickly he was at full mast. She hopped up when she was satisfied at how hard it was, and spun around, practically leaping up on her bed again. 

Mike stopped her, sitting up and pushing her forwards to her knees. She propped herself up on her hands and felt him moving around behind her, positioning himself. She felt his hands grab both of her hips.

"God you have a great fucking body," he told her.

She giggled. "A great fucking body, or a great body for fucking," she said, glancing back.

He laughed. "Take your pick, you're a sex goddess."

She was trying to think of something else to say when she felt him slide that perfect cock of his up and down her slit.

"If you don't get that thing in me pretty damn quick, I'm going to force you down and fuck you my way," she growled.

Mike laughed again, but pushed gently into her. 

"Fuck that gentle stuff, fuck me, now!" she snapped quietly.

She felt him reach around, grabbing her breasts and squeezing her nipples, his cock pushing deeply into her.

"Fuck yes," she said, pushing back against him. He squeezed her breasts, pulling out and then slamming his cock back into her. She growled in pleasure, his organ sending ripples of pleasure shooting through her. She felt the strength of his body as he pulled her back onto him.

"Grab some of my hair," she said, her voice a low purr. He pushed deeply into her again, fingers of pleasure dancing over their bodies. His hands left her breasts, and she felt him gathering some of her hair up. He pulled gently, and she had to smile. 

"Pull harder," she said, feeling him tighten his grip. He slammed into her again and she moaned in pleasure as her head was pulled back. The sensation drove her higher, the pain from her scalp mixing with the pleasure and getting mixed up in her head.

She squealed in excitement as he pulled a little harder, his hips slapping against her buttocks. He began to fuck her faster and faster, and she began to get lightheaded from the pleasure. She began to orgasm again, but he didn't slow when she contracted around him.

"Oh... fuck... fuck... fuck..." she moaned as his cock pushed deeply in and out of her. He grinned at her as she turned to look back, pleasure smeared across her face, her hair wet and stuck to her.

She felt him pull himself free, and she fell to her side, his hands grabbing a thigh and bringing it wide to allow him in.

"I love you, Beth," he said, pushing his perfect cock along her slit again, and then inside.

"I love you too," she whispered. "Fuck me," she commanded. 

He smiled and shook his head in amusement, but pushed his cock in deeper, lifting up on her hips with both of his hands.

The sensation sent more ripples of pleasure emanating from her pussy. She knew she would come again, quickly this time. He pulled his hips up and then fell back down into her, his cock spearing into her pussy. She moaned loudly.

"Would you like to cum on my breasts, or inside me?" she asked as he slid deeply into her again. 

He smiled and thrust into her again, leaning down and pushing his lips tightly against hers. She felt herself go giddy, her pussy beginning to convulse in yet another orgasm. She began to get very lightheaded then, and felt Mike speed up as his cock penetrated her again and again. She felt his arms grow stiff, and he thrust deeply one final time before she felt his warm seed shooting into her. The sensation came just as her own orgasm was winding down, but it renewed again, and she found herself contracting as hard as she ever had on his cock.

Mike groaned and slapped his hips down on her again, pulling out briefly and then back in as his cock spurted again and again, his lips still pressing against hers and their tongues dancing with each other.

She gasped again and again as her pussy contracted, her head spinning and vision getting blurry for a few seconds. 

He began to pull out of her, but she stopped him with both hands on his buttocks again.

"Leave it in for awhile, just lay on top of me."

"Okay," he said, lowering himself down onto her.

He was heavy, there was no doubt, but she could handle it. The weight of his body on her own was comforting, the feeling of his cock sending warm feelings throughout her body.

He kissed her lips again, then moved to her neck.

She sighed in happiness as he slid slightly to the side, his cock finally sliding free. She pouted at him briefly, but couldn't hold it and smile found its way to her lips.

Her brother kissed her again.

"So how was that?" she asked him.

He smiled. "Great," he said simply.

"No, I mean did you like coming down my throat better than in my pussy? Which was better?"

He laughed lightly. "The thought of my dick in your mouth is enough to get my little guy stirring again. I really liked how much you were able to take. I mean, I know I'm not huge or anything, but it can't be easy to get much in there," he replied.

She nodded. "It's not easy, but it's worth the effort. I had an orgasm from the feeling of your cum shooting down my throat."

"You were also playing with yourself, so I'm sure that didn't hurt matters."

She smiled. "Temptress Beth kind of takes over when I get horny."

He leaned down and sucked on one of her nipples, his free hand moving to a breast.

"God that was good," he sighed, then drew her nipple into his mouth gently, but forcefully.

She sighed happily. "I really wanted you to be able to just... fuck my mouth, you know? I'll get better at that, I promise," she said. He moved to her other nipple, running his tongue across it and drawing it in.

She moaned in pleasure. "Are you listening to me?" she asked. 

He looked up at her and smiled. "You're already good at it, Beth. You don't have to practice."

"I'd be practicing on you, dummy," she said as he resumed sucking her nipple.

He looked up at her with a goofy smile on his face. "A little practice never hurt anyone," he agreed.

She laughed and pulled his face towards hers for a kiss. "You better get to bed, Sarah might get horny and pay me a visit, you never know. That is, if you still want to play with fire and keep this a secret from her."

He smiled again. "Just a little bit longer. I don't want to tell her just yet. I know she's going to be relieved and pissed, but I want a little more time with you, and just you."

Beth nodded. "I'm sure you have your reasons."

He rose up then, lifting himself off the bed. "I'll see you again soon," he whispered, pulling his shorts and shirt on. He turned and peered out of her door. The coast must have been clear, because he tossed her a little wave and a kiss and closed the door behind him.

Beth grinned and flopped over on to her side, not bothering to cover herself with the covers, sleeping finding her quickly.

*****

Mike padded quietly down the hall towards his room.

'Satisfied?' he thought to the voice.

"Never, but that will work for now."

He shook his head in resignation, falling into his bed, not bothering to undress or close the door.

The next morning his alarm woke him up. He promptly slapped at it, knocking it off the nightstand. It continued to beep at him. Annoyed, he growled at it and rummaged around on the floor next to his bed for it. He finally found it and pressed the correct button. Sighing, he swung his feet off the bed and rubbed his eyes, yawning as he began to stand.

Steadying himself on the edge of his bed, he turned, heading for the bathroom, yawning again as he stumbled down the hall.

He smelled something cooking as he passed the stairs down. "Mmm," he said. Turning into the bathroom, he dropped his shorts low and relieved himself, flushing and dropping the seat back down.

He headed back to his room after a brief stop at the counter to put on deodorant. After pulling his clothes on, he padded downstairs in his socks, glancing in the kitchen to see Beth cooking several things for breakfast.

Sarah was eying her suspiciously as she drank some coffee. Mike went over and gave Beth a kiss on the cheek, and then followed suit with his oldest sister.

"She's been like this all morning, singing and crap."

Mike laughed. "Maybe she had a good night's sleep."

Beth smiled and continued to fiddle around on the stove.

"Yeah, I guess," Sarah said, not convinced.

Mike saw her turn and wink at Sarah. "I just took care of a few things myself last night," she said.

Sarah grinned then.

Mike shrugged, pretending not to understand. "Must have been a good book," he said.

Beth winked at Sarah again. "The best," she giggled.

Emma and Danni came in the door then, covered in sweat and dressed in their running shirts and shorts. 'They must have been out for a morning jog,' he thought.

"Really, what gave that away, Sherlock—the sweat, the running gear, or the fact that they just came in from outside?"

'Eat it,' he thought. He looked over at his twin and his other sister, both of them gorgeously sweaty and enticing. He had a hard time not staring too closely. It probably fit with his story about not remembering, so he didn't try too hard not to hide it. 

Emma's athletic body practically begged to be covered in sweat. It seemed to make her even more attractive than she already was. She was wearing yoga shorts that left nothing to the imagination, and some kind of skin tight top, probably a sports bra. Mike didn't know much about clothing. She was bent over, reaching for something in the bottom of the fridge next to him, his eyes glued to her form as she did so. She stood, and Mike found himself staring at her breasts, the faint outline of her nipples visible.

Danni cleared her throat and Mike tore his eyes away. His other three sisters had looks of amusement on their faces. Mike lowered his head in mock shame as he should have, still playing his part.

Danni was wearing a little more material, but not much. Her top was a little larger, but still skin tight. Her nipples were sticking out more than Emma's, probably a little turned on by Mike's reaction to his twin. The look on her face was still there, however. 

Eventually, Beth turned back to the stove and finished making breakfast, bringing it over to the table in several dishes. Biscuits, gravy, bacon, sausage, eggs, toast, and hash browns all found a spot on his plate.

"Hungry?" Sarah asked, amused. 

Mike smiled and nodded, diving into his food.

Later, Danni and Beth piled into their car, and Mike and Emma into his truck.

"So how was your night last night?" He asked Emma.

"Actually, it was pretty nice. Danni is so damn warm. She kind of just fits right up next to you perfectly, you know?"

Mike and his sister were similar in size, Emma being much more lithe, Mike's muscle mass being larger than his sisters. They were nearly the same height, however, so it made sense that Danni fit well with them both.

He nodded. "Yeah, she's pretty fun to sleep next to." He glanced over at her. "So I peeked in on you two."

"Yeah?" she asked glancing over. "We were just sleeping."

Mike nodded. "Yeah, your hands were cupping her breasts. It was pretty funny."

Emma giggled. "Oops. I must have been having some good dreams." She turned and looked at him then. "Did you go visit Beth?"

Mike nodded. "Yeah, hence the reason she's all bouncy and giddy this morning," he said with a smile. He looked over as they pulled up to a traffic light. "So I was thinking about what you asked me to do."

She looked up from her phone. She was covering her hand with her mouth. "Oh my god," she said, laughing.

"What?" Mike asked.

Emma laughed out loud then, her head rolling back as she cackled. She laughed and laughed, until her stomach began to hurt, her hands clutching at it.

Mike turned to look at her again, raising an eyebrow.

Finally slowing to a giggle, Emma turned and looked at him. "It's from Ashley. She and Paul almost got caught by their mom!"

It was Mike's turn to laugh then. He didn't laugh nearly as hard as she had, however. He turned back and looked at her.

"She was tied up on the bed, unable to move and Paul went to take a shower before untying her. Their mom came home early from work and surprised them. Paul was able to lift Ashley into the shower, rope and all just as their mom came in. She said he sat down on the toilet as their mom peered into the room.

"Oh my god!"

"Their mom apparently didn't put two and two together though, and the whole thing was ignored."

Mike did laugh then. "Oh my God, those idiots," he said eventually.

Emma giggled a final time and wiped a tear from her eye. "So what were you talking about?"

He nodded. "Well, you wanted me to stick it some place... I normally wouldn't."

"Where, like a blender? No wait, a light socket," she said with a grin.

He smirked at her. "No fucker, your ass."

She giggled again at him. "I remember. What about it?"

Mike shrugged. "I think we could try it tonight. Danni could be there if you need a little guidance. Remember, she said she'd done it before."

Emma glanced over at him then. "Doesn't that bother you?" she asked after studying him for a few long moments.

Mike glanced over. "What?"

"Well, it wasn't you that was doing that to Danni. Doesn't it bother to think about someone she used to be with."

Mike thought for a long time about the question. "Honestly, no," he said simply. "I know that we're all more than siblings in our family now, and I like to think of you four as my girlfriends, but can I honestly judge Sarah and Danni for men that they used to be with?"

Emma was looking at him like he had a horn growing out of his head.

"What I mean is that yeah, the thought of some other guy fucking her isn't something I want to think about, but that doesn't mean I get to judge her for it. I dealt with our parents passing differently than she did. I was younger, of course, but still. I'm actually luckier because she is experienced. We can draw from her experience. She knows stuff that won't work, stuff that will, fun things."

Emma's look hadn't changed. "Are you fuckin' with me?"

He laughed. "No, I'm serious! How can I judge you four? What gives me the right? What if I'd actually gone all the way with Emily back in high school? Would you judge me for that?"

"Fair point," she replied. "You really don't have any idea how rare that is in a guy, though, Mike. Most guys have something broken in them that just needs to know what happened with other guys before them. It's gotta be something about being unsure about their dick size."

Mike laughed at that. "I'm just as concerned as the next guy, Em."

"Mike, I'm no expert on cock, but from what I've seen before, you've got nothing to worry about. Having a big dick certainly helps any confidence issues. The difference is, most guys are still all about overcompensating, whether they have a big dick or a little dick. You aren't. You're just you, all the time, even in bed. When you're fucking me, I know you're completely focused on me, not someone I might have been with before."




Just the Six of Us Ch. 28



"Yeah, but you haven't been with anyone else."

"That's not the point. I can see it when you're with Danni, and with Sarah. You're completely focused on who you are with at the time. That's rare. That's also probably why you can perform so well. I think you've got this clarity of thought that allows you to filter out all the little distractions that might kill your mood, and erection."

"Or you've got someone in your head that handles that for you, but whatever."

Mike nodded, ignoring the voice.

"So does that mean you do, or don't, want me to fuck you in the ass tonight?" he asked at length.

She rolled her eyes, laughing, hopping out of the truck as it pulled into the parking spot. She turned and leaned in the cab of the truck.

"Master can fuck his dirty fuck slave whenever, where-ever, and WHERE-ever he wants to," she said. She turned after grinning devilishly at him and slammed the door, letting him walk behind her as she sashayed towards class.

"Goddamn, that ass!" a familiar voice yelled.

Mike groaned and stiffened, hearing feet running towards him. Matt slammed into him and they both tumbled forwards off the side walk and into the grass.

"Hey fuckstick," Matt said, pulling Mike up after getting up himself.

"Hey dickhead," Mike replied, punching his best friend in the gut as he stood.

Matt groaned and coughed, doubling over. 

Emma had turned, but she rolled her eyes and kept walking.

"That's right baby," Matt called a few seconds later, after standing and leaning on Mike for a second for support. "We'll just walk back here and enjoy the spectacular view."

Mike dropped his shoulder, causing Matt to fall to the right, back into the grass.

"Ouch, fucker," he called, pulling himself up again. "Don't tell me you don't appreciate artwork like that," Matt said, pointing towards Emma's ass, bouncing along in front of them.

Another girl passed them from behind, headed to class. She glared at Matt briefly, muttering "Pig" under her breath.

"Shit, you ain't so bad neither, baby." Matt called. "Come on back and give me a kiss, I'll make your day better," he called jogging towards the new girl. She raised an arm as if she was gonna punch him, and Matt back pedaled, raising his arms defensively.

"Shit, I'm sorry, sexy. I'll just let you come to me then," he called as she began to walk away.

Mike laughed, catching up to him then, both of them following Emma into their building.

"I'm serious man, your sister has a seriously nice ass," Matt said.

"Dude, you tell me that every time you see me," Mike said as they sat on either side of Emma.

"Yeah, well she's always got a nice ass," he replied.

"You need a girlfriend," Mike muttered.

Matt smiled and nodded. "That's what I'm sayin' bro, but your sister just won't fall for my natural charm."

"That's because I have taste, eyes, and a sense of smell," Emma said quickly, causing several people around them to start laughing.

The professor came in and started talking, ending all discussion.

*****

Emma couldn't help but grin as she walked in front of her brother and Matt, coming out of class. She knew they were both staring at her best asset. Men were so easily predictable. She didn't get so confused by them as other women did. If you don't understand what's wrong with your man, you're thinking too hard about it. That was something she'd heard one time, and for some reason it stuck with her. She added a little bounce to her step when her hips swayed, just to entice them a bit more.

"Goddamn," Matt said. 

Emma smiled. She turned and waved to her brother. "See you at your truck later."

She stopped and waited for Matt to catch up, intending on walking to their next class together instead of letting him watch her ass wiggle. She didn't mind it, of course, but she didn't wanna make things too difficult for Matt, not with Missy beating the fuck out of him, literally.

She snickered and looked at him out of the corner of her eye, and couldn't get the image of him fucking his sister out of her head. They entered the building and went into the classroom, finding their usual seats.

He pulled out his notebook and began taking notes once the teacher began speaking a few minutes later. She pulled her own notebook out and started to write down what was being said, but her mind drifted away soon after.

She began to think about Danni. She had to admit that she saw what Mike loved so much about her. She figured she was closer to Danni than she was with any of her other sisters. They had so much in common for starters. They had similar personalities, they had the same taste in men, they loved to exercise together.

She'd been attracted to women since high school, and had always been interested in boys, even though she was a bit of a tomboy herself. There was something about being a sexy tomboy that seemed to drive men wild. Women were different, though. She'd never been with a woman that wasn't in her family, which was a little fucked up, she had to admit. That first night that Sarah had agreed to help her with her first time with Mike, or with any man for that matter, they hadn't actually intended on doing anything together. Sarah had said later that Emma had looked too sexy in her little lacy red lingerie and after she'd leapt on the bed, she couldn't help it. After she'd began playing with her breasts a little, there was no question about Emma wanting to make love to a woman.

Danni was a paradox, though. Emma was obviously attracted to Sarah and Beth, but even more so with Danni and Mike. Matt was a good looking guy, but didn't hold a candle to her brother, or Danni.

'What the fuck is wrong with me,' she wondered briefly.

She continued daydreaming until class ended. She walked with him until Mike's truck came in to view. Matt waved at both of them and headed towards his own truck. Seeing her brother leaning easily on his truck made her get a little weak in her knees. She felt herself getting turned on just by looking at him. He sure was a handsome devil.

He looked up and flashed his smile at her and she waved back. 'I'm so gonna suck his cock,' she thought to herself. God he did weird things to her. It's not like Beth ever made her want to eat her pussy just by looking at her. 'Alright, so that's not entirely accurate,' she admitted.

Beth could make Emma wet with just a toss of her hair and a smile.

He hopped in his truck and she followed suit, not bothering to buckle up as he began to pull out of the parking spot. She smiled and leaned against the door, spreading her legs lewdly and rubbing her pussy over her clothes.

"Jesus, Em," he said. "Someone is going to see you!"

She shrugged. "I doubt they'd care," she said, rubbing a finger over her pussy. "Can your slave suck your cock on the way home?"

Mike laughed and shook his head. "If you want, I guess."

"I'm sorry Master?" she asked.

He laughed again and sighed. "Master would like a blowjob," he said, not sounding commanding in the least.

She giggled and came over, her hands diving for his pants as he pulled out of the parking lot. She smiled as she felt his bulge, running a hand over it as she pulled his zipper down. She pushed a hand inside and found what she wanted. The urge to put it in her mouth was overwhelming and she wasted no time in doing so, feeling the warmth of it. She loved the way he tasted, even when he came in her mouth. He'd asked her once how it was, and she'd been honest at the time. "It's not like candy, but it's not bad," she'd said.

Now though, it was almost like she couldn't get enough of it. It was an odd thing. She highly doubted that it actually tasted different than it used to, but because it was Mike and she loved him, it didn't taste bad at all.

She tasted the salty precum that always oozed out when he got erect, running her tongue over the tip. 

"Why don't you pull over in that parking lot," she said, lifting her head and looking towards a mostly empty lot in front of a hardware store. There was a big rig that Mike pulled up next to, on the other side from the road for some privacy. He scooted his seat back and tangled a hand up in her hair, pulling her head down.

She grinned and felt her pussy getting wetter and wetter and finally had to run a hand down to play with herself.

Mike's cock felt huge in her mouth, and she tried hard to accommodate him as he began to use her head to fuck his cock with her mouth. She felt him moan and looked up briefly seeing movement out of the corner of her eye. She smiled as she realized the trucker must be in his cab, having a clear shot of the action going on in the truck. The thought pushed her over the edge, and she began to come then and there, her hand furiously rubbing at her pussy as Mike pushed her head down into his crotch repeatedly. 

She felt him push harder when the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat, and she forced it open for him, swallowing and suppressing her almost non-existent gag reflex at the same time. He moaned loudly and pushed harder, her moans and gasps furthering his own excitement.

She glanced up again, and saw the trucker still watching them, though Mike was oblivious.

She felt him groan and push her against her head again, downwards as his dick pushed into her throat.

"Fuck," he grunted, his hips shaking. He let go of her head then, but she kept it down on his cock as he began to come, and felt it shooting down her throat instead of into her mouth. She bobbed at the base of his cock for a few more seconds, her brother's head back and moaning in pleasure.

Extracting the pulsing member from her throat, she began to run her tongue along the tip, closing her lips around it and sucking out the last little bits of semen. She sat back then and smiled, pleased with herself.

Her brother shook himself from his reverie and zipped up his pants. "Thanks Em," he said with a smile.

"Dirty Fuck Slave was happy to please her Master," she said with a devilish smile. "But we did have an audience," she said, pointing towards the truck.

Mike looked at her, and then to the big rig, and then back to her. His truck roared to life and they tore out of the parking lot, heading back home.

"You should have said something, Em!"

She shrugged. "I didn't mind. All he could see was the top of my head. It's not like he knew we were twins." Mike had to agree with her logic. "It's not like I wouldn't have told you if it was someone we knew," she said, seeing his face.

Mike nodded at her. "Fair enough," he told her.

"So do you think you'll have enough stamina to fuck me in the ass tonight?" she asked him, as if it were an every day question.

Mike laughed. "I should be fine," he said. "I just need a few minutes to recuperate, and then I'm good to go again."

"Ooo," she said grinning, "does that mean I can do it again soon?"

He laughed and shook his head. "I'm planning on fooling around with Beth if Sarah isn't home. I'll be able to spend time with you later tonight and... do what you wanted... maybe."

She giggled. "Fuck me in the ass, you mean."

Mike chuckled. "Yes Emma, that."

She smiled. "Good, I was hoping you'd want to violate me." 

He shook his head and sighed. 

"You know you don't have to fuck me in the ass," she said.

He turned and looked at her and shook his head again. "I don't really know how to respond to that," he admitted.

"I'm saying, if you don't feel comfortable sticking that big dick in my butt, you don't have to, you big doofus."

"I know that Emma," he said, sounding slightly irritated. "I mean, I'd like to see what it feels like, but I don't know, it just seems wrong."

She looked at him like he'd just sprouted a dick out of his forehead.

"What?" he asked finally.

"Mike, you've been fucking your sisters for several months now. Fucking me in the ass is lower on the list of fucked up things we've done."

Mike shrugged at her then.

"Look, if it makes you nervous then we don't have to."

"I'll think about it and let you know later," he said.

"Okay," she replied, and sat back. 

They pulled in and she led her twin inside, knowing he was watching her ass as it bounced up the stairs. Part of her wanted him to video her walking, just so she could see what all the fuss was about.

She opened the door and saw Sarah coming out of the laundry room, looking flustered.

Mike came in behind her and tossed a wave at his eldest sister, but disappeared upstairs, obviously missing the look that Sarah was giving Emma.

"What's the matter?" Emma asked, following her back in the laundry room.

Sarah sighed and shook her head. "I can't get a stain out of this shirt, and I got bleach on one of Beth's tops and ruined it. I've got to go to the grocery store, and I'm worried about Mike."

Emma shook her head then. "Sarah, just relax okay?" She turned her sister around then, an easy feat since she was several inches taller and obviously stronger, her hands finding her older sister's shoulders. "Does that feel better?" she asked, after a few minutes of soft kneading.

"Don't stop," Sarah said, almost whining.

Emma giggled, but continued squeezing.

"Don't worry about Mike. He's remembering more and more. I bet you'll have that big ole meat of his in you before too long."

Sarah giggled and shook her head in mock dismay. "You are so incorrigible, Em."

Emma smiled as her sister looked back at her, and couldn't help but lean forward and kiss her.

She leaned back into her arms and let Emma kiss her for a few long moments. Sighing at the end of it.

"You know you kiss just like him?" she said.

Emma pulled back and looked curiously at her. "So I kiss like a man? Thanks Sarebear."

Sarah cackled at that and shook her head. "You know what I mean."

Emma turned her around then and kissed her once more. "I know just what you need," she said smiling. She pushed Sarah back then, her lips once more finding her older sisters until they were stopped by the dryer.

Emma's fingers easily found the tops of Sarah's jeans shorts and fumbled with the button, popping it open as Sarah dropped her hands down to push Emma away.

"Em! Someone might come in! Are you crazy?"

"So let them," she said, pushing both of Sarah's hands out of the way and pulling her pants off in two swift movements. She dropped to her knees then, and nuzzled her way into Sarah's pubic hair.

Her older sister gasped and whispered, "Oh my!"

Emma giggled and pushed her tongue into her slit, eliciting a moan from the older girl. She licked softly, deftly, one of her hands pushing Sarah's legs open wider. She stopped briefly as Sarah helped her by hopping up on to the dryer and spreading her legs ever wider, apparently forgetting they weren't alone in the house.

Emma grinned then and dove forwards towards her waiting pussy, her lips and tongue finding it easily. Sarah gasped and wiggled, running a hand through Emma's hair as she slurped noisily in her crotch. 

She pulled her sister's lips apart and sucked at her clitoris, the small nub sending pleasure rushing through Sarah's body. Her tongue and lips closed around it and pulled at it briefly, releasing and then sucking it back in.

Sarah gasped and rolled backwards on her buttocks, bringing her pussy upwards as Emma sucked deeply at it, burying her face and rubbing it gently back and forth, Sarah's clitoris firmly between her lips and teeth.

The older girl moaned and gasped, an orgasm crashing down on her as Emma's tongue and lips drove her over the edge. She rubbed Emma's face up and down for a few seconds until the orgasm had passed, but then lifted her sister's face up and kissed her.

"Mmm," she said. "Thank you."

Emma smiled and winked, reaching for a towel. "Any time, Sarebear," she said. "I'm going to go do a little studying and maybe take a nap," she said. "I hope that made you feel better," she said, turning. "If not, I can always do it again," she finished with a devilish grin.

Sarah, dropping off the dryer and fumbling for her underwear, only managed a grin and a nod. 

Smiling, Emma left the room and headed upstairs.

*****

Mike pulled open the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water, unscrewing the cap and taking a long pull. Sarah came in from the laundry room then and smiled at him. 

"How was school?" she asked, a pile of clothes in her hand.

"It was okay. Just more notes, getting ready for tests."

She smiled and turned, heading up the stairs, Mike following behind.

He couldn't help but watch her cute butt bouncing in front of him.

"You know, you could just say fuck it and... well, fuck it."

'Shush,' he thought.

She reached the top of the stairs and pushed open Danni's door, then dropped her clothes on her bed and turned. 

Mike stopped her and pulled her close for a hug. "I just want you to know that I really appreciate all you do for us," he said, squeezing her.

She smiled up at him and sighed happily, enjoying the feeling of being in his arms.

Mike rubbed a hand up and down her back, the sensation of her breasts squished up against his stomach turning him on. He leaned down and kissed her cheek quickly, feeling his cock swelling. He didn't try to hide it too much, figuring that it would play well with his story that he still didn't remember.

Releasing her, he turned and grinned as he heard her sigh and once again head downstairs.

"Hey Beth, Danni," she called as soon as she hit the bottom step. Mike quickly went to the bathroom then, crossing in front of the stairway as Danni and Beth began to walk up them towards their rooms.

He stopped on the other side, and grabbed both of his sisters when they came up, quickly kissing Danni and then Beth.

Both girls grinned at him. "What was that for?"

He shrugged. "Just felt like reminding you that I love you," he said.

Danni smiled and hugged him again, as did Beth. Finally they broke free.

"I'm going to shower," he said, pointedly looking at Beth.

She couldn't help but grin, and then winked at him knowingly.

Danni couldn't hide her smile either. "I think I'll go make sure Sarah is distracted for 10 minutes," she said.

"Make it 20," Beth said with a giggle.

Danni turned and dropped her bag in her room, turning and heading back downstairs.

"Give me a few minutes and I'll join you," Beth whispered.

Mike grinned and nodded, turning back to the bathroom again.

He went inside, turned on the water and stripped, but didn't enter. Instead he leaned easily against the counter.

A few minutes later, Beth knocked quietly at the door and entered, closing and locking it behind her. She turned back just as Mike wrapped her up in his arms and kissed her deeply.

Her lips were soft and yielding, and his tongue quickly found its way in.

She sighed happily in his arms and melted back against the door as he began to kiss her cheek and then down the side of her neck, pulling her shorts and panties off as he did so. 

He sucked gently at the tender skin of her neck, his teeth lightly nibbling as he moved slowly downwards. She moaned softly as he reached the spot where neck met shoulder and began to kiss softly and nibble.

"Fuck," she said quietly, happily.

Mike smiled and found the edge of her shirt, pulling it up over her head as he moved his lips back to her neck. Her breasts spilled free as his fingers worked the bra loose, and she obliged his efforts by letting it slide to the floor.

His hands pulled her up then, away from the door and towards the shower as they continued to kiss, his lips finding hers again.

Her tongue was warm and soft, but muscular and forceful. She was very turned on. He found a nipple with his free hand, the other pulling her gently closer. They staggered backwards towards the shower as she felt around for the door behind him.

He broke the kiss then and brought one of her perfect breasts upward and into his waiting mouth, his tongue and teeth greeting it quickly.




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"Fuck," she repeated, running a hand through his hair as his teeth gently nibbled her nipple.

He pulled them both backwards into the stream of water and let it wash over them, the water exciting them both as the temperature change shocked their systems.

Both breathed heavily then, Mike taking the other nipple into his mouth as Beth reached out and pulled the door shut behind them. She clicked it closed and then focused on him, or more correctly on what he was doing to her.

He stood then, kissing her deeply, both of his hands finding her thighs and then suddenly lifting. She gasped as he did so, then felt him push her back against the wall as his hand left her buttock and fumbled around below them, reaching for his cock.

She moaned and pure bliss as he lifted his cock upwards and rubbed it along her slit.

"Fuck," she said a third time, and he obliged her, sliding his cock slowly into her and eliciting a low moan.

His hand went back to her buttocks and lifted again, sliding her downwards slightly, but then lifting her up as the water cascaded down. He lifted her slowly upwards, and then back down, fingers of excitement dancing between them. He felt her squeezing his cock and moaned.

"Did you feel that?" she asked.

"Mmmhmm," he muttered between kisses. 

"Danni was telling me a few things," she said, between gasps of pleasure.

Mike smiled then, lifting his head and smiling as her blonde hair cascade around her head in a wet mess.

"God you are perfect," he said, slowly lowering her back down.

"No, that is perfect," she said, biting her lip slightly. "Fuck," she said again.

He slid her up again and then slowly, excruciatingly slowly back downwards again, pleasure causing her to uncontrollably open her mouth and her eyes roll briefly back in her head.

He felt her squeeze his cock again, the action furthering his excitement.

He pushed the door to the shower open then, and stepped out, fully supporting her as his cock pushed deeply into her.

He moved to an empty wall and pushed her up against it. She leaned backwards then, her arms around his shoulders and her hips rocking slowly up and down as his cock pushed slowly in and out of her. The fingers of pleasure shot through them both as water dripped off of them both, cooling their bodies. The sensation only served to excite them further. Mike soon was lifting her higher and higher, a soft, wet slapping sound filling the bathroom.

"Oh god," she groaned finally, feeling Mike beginning to thrust more directly, knowing that he would come soon.

"Come in me," she moaned, "It feels so good when you do," she whispered and was rewarded at that moment with the sensation that she had grown to love, her brother filling her up with his seed.

She began to come at that moment as Mike slammed into her again and again, his cock spurting again and again deep into her pussy.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," she groaned, grinding and pushing down on him forcefully.

Finally spent, he slowly lowered her to the ground, reluctant to break the kiss, still holding her dripping form against his own. She was breathing heavily, her own orgasm lasting much longer than his. 

After holding her for a few minutes while they both caught their breath, Mike finally released her so she could dry off and get dressed. She came back after doing so and kissed him, brushing her wet hair out of her eyes. She looked up at him sexily and smiled. "Thank you," she said, kissing him briefly and then turning.

His eyes followed her and as she leaned forward to reach for the door handle, he came up behind her quickly and pushed it closed spinning her around and finding her mouth with his own, his tongue pushing its way inside.

"Mmm!" she muttered, the words cut off. She wrapped her arms around him and sighed, leaning into him.

Finally breaking the kiss, he looked down and smiled. "You are just so damn sexy, and I love you so much, I just couldn't resist."

She grinned then. "Be careful," she warned. "You turn me on again, there's no telling what will end up happening."

He chuckled and released her. "I promised Emma that I'd spend some time with her this evening, so I better save some energy."

She reached down then and squeezed the bulge in his pants. "Lover, you have plenty of energy to fuel that monster," she said, a grin finding her lips.

He groaned then, enjoying the feeling, but she released him quickly.

"Tease," the voice said.

Mike agreed with it, but knew that he had to release her.

She exited after quickly checking both directions and then ran quickly to her room.

Mike turned and cut off the water, heading back towards his room and a nap.

******

He awoke to someone softly prodding his chest. Blearily opening his eyes he saw Sarah standing above him. She had a conflicted look on her face and was pointedly not looking down at him.

"Supper is ready," she said, continuing to look away.

Mike glanced down and suddenly realized why she was acting so strange. After the shower, he'd just sort of fallen into bed without getting dressed. His dick was on display at that moment, not completely erect, but enough to look impressive.

"Oh crap, I'm sorry," he said, scrambling to cover himself. He chuckled to himself as she turned to say something to him, glanced down, and then turned away again, forgetting that she was actually going to speak.

"I'll get dressed and be down in a minute," he said, standing and moving to the dresser.

She followed him with her eyes then, subconsciously licking her lips and holding her breath as he flopped past her. 

"Okay," she managed to blurt out, turning and heading for the door.

He pulled on some boxers just as she was leaving. "Sarah!" he called.

She turned then, sighing when she glanced down and saw his shorts on, though he couldn't tell if it was out of disappointment or relief. She came back in and looked at him expectantly.

He came forward then and he saw the look of consternation on her face. She chewed at her lip as he came forward then, wrapping her up in his arms and hugging her. 

"You just look like you needed a hug again."

He felt her smile against his shoulder then. "You always were a fan of my hugs," she said. "I'm glad you didn't forget that."

He chuckled and released her. "I'll be down in a few, after I get some clothes on."

She nodded and turned.

He appeared downstairs a few minutes later, a tank top and shorts on. After grabbing a plate of food, he sat down and joined the dinner conversation with his sisters. They all seemed to be smiling happily.

He finished his supper quickly and helped clean up, all five of them heading to the living room to play with the puppies and watch TV. after they finished.

Mike sat on the edge on the edge of the couch, Danni lying easily against his shoulder, the remote in her hand. Beth and Sarah were on their couch, both with puppies in their hands.

Mike's was sitting calmly in his lap, sleeping quietly. Emma sat on the other end of Mike's couch, holding both her and Danni's puppies.

The channels flipped to some girly reality show and Danni giggled as Mike groaned.

"We can't watch sports all the time," she said.

"We never watch sports, Danni," he said.

She giggled and reached over to snatch her puppy from Emma, pulling the fat little thing up to her face to kiss it. It licked her nose in response.

She giggled and eased back into her brother again.

Emma glanced over at him once, and then another time. He pretended not to notice, however, teasingly ignoring her. He knew she was thinking about what he'd told her he'd try tonight.

She glanced over at him again, and he couldn't help but chuckle quietly.

Danni looked at her lap, her phone having just buzzed. She lifted it up and clicked a few buttons. Mike saw the name Megan on the screen. She sat up after a few more texts and handed her puppy back to Emma.

"I'm gonna go see Megan for a little bit, she's got something to show me, apparently," she said, standing and heading off to find her keys.

"You want one of us to go with you?" Emma asked.

Danni shook her head. "I'll be okay. I'll see you soon," she said, twirling her keys easily.

Emma nodded and glanced back at Mike, who grinned and finally looked back at her. Emma's eyes shot up to the ceiling and mouthed the words "Five Minutes" at him.

He nodded and stood, heading upstairs after stopping to kiss Beth, Sarah and then Emma on the head.

"I'm gonna go study and then go to bed."

Sarah smiled up at him and then back to the TV. 

"Night baby," Beth said.

"Night bro," Emma replied.

He went upstairs and closed the door behind him, laying on his bed.

Five minutes later, Emma quietly entered his room and clicked the door closed behind her.

"Dirty Fuck Slave is ready for her punishment," she said.

"Woohoo! Assfuckin' time!" the voice yelled.

Mike rolled his eyes. "Master is ready," he said, shaking his head.

She came over to him then and knelt on the bed on all fours.

Mike stood and looked at her like she was crazy.

"You just want me to come shove it in, no foreplay?"

She glanced over at him and realized how ridiculous she probably seemed, and burst out laughing.

She stood then, giggles shaking her body, and shrugged. "I guess I'm a little nervous."

He nodded and came forward, leaning down to kiss her lips.

"Stand up," he said.

She complied, her hands falling to her sides.

"Now turn around and let me see what all the fuss is about."

She blushed a little, but turned and let him look at her ass.

"You know, you might have the nicest ass on the planet," he commented, coming forward to nuzzle one of her cheeks with his nose.

"Thanks, I think," she said.

He squeezed and played with it briefly. "So did you wash your ass?"

She rolled her eyes and turned to shoot him a glare. "Of course I did, you shithead."

"Dude, just do it already."

Mike raised his hands then and began to peel her shorts off, her underwear coming with them.

She smiled and wiggled her butt at him.

"Seriously though, the nicest ass on the planet," he said, leaning forwards and spreading both of her cheeks with his hands, his tongue running down her crack. She groaned as she felt the warmth of his tongue down there.

He saw her lifting her shirt off, and pushed his face deeper into her ass, his tongue finding her asshole and gently prodding.

She moaned.

"She's not going to do that to you is she? Cuz eww," the voice said.

Mike put his hands on her shoulders and pushed, indicating where he wanted her. She moved to the bed then and leaned forwards, placing both hands on the mattress. She moaned as he rubbed his tongue along her slit then, both hands still pulling her cheeks apart.

He tongued her clitoris, but moved back to stick it in her ass again. He stood then, pulling his shorts off and loosing the beast, his shirt following soon after. She knelt on the bed again and smiled back at him.

He winked at her and moved behind her, positioning himself so they could fuck. He rubbed the tip of his cock across one of her cheeks and then directly onto her butthole. She moaned and pushed backwards.

"Fucking stick it in," the voice said.

"Stick it the fuck in," she echoed unknowingly.

He pushed slowly forwards and felt the tip slide into her butt ever so slightly.

"Whoa," she said suddenly.

"What? I'm sorry! Did I hurt you?" he blurted out all at once.

"No, just come here a second." She turned around then and took his cock in her mouth, sucking for a few seconds and slobbering noisily, pulling him deep a few times. She pulled him out with a soft pop and turned again.

"Try it again and just go slowly," she said.

He nodded and began to position himself again. His cock pushed at her butthole, more slick this time. It slid in a little bit, but soon she was shaking her head. "Wait, wait, wait," she said, turning and reaching for his dresser and pulling open the drawer. She fumbled around for a little and pulled out a bottle of sexual lubricant that looked liked it hadn't ever been used.

"Where did that come from?"

"Danni and I put it in there," she said, smiling. She popped open the cap and squirted some into her hand, which disappeared behind her on the bed for a moment as she smeared what she could into her ass.

"Okay, now we should be good to go," she said. "Just go slow."

"Dude, this is way overrated," the voice commented. Mike had to agree so far.

Still, Emma wanted him to do this for so long now, he couldn't stop now. He pushed gently forwards with the head of his cock, causing her to bite her lip and push backwards gently.

Suddenly, it slipped in and his hips were up against her buttocks. "Just let me adjust," she said, and he felt her ass getting slightly looser as it squeezed his cock tightly.

"How's it feel?" he asked.

"Definitely good," she said. "I just need to try and relax it a little."

Mike held as still as he could, not worried about losing his erection as he was staring down at her exquisite rump while his cock was shoved deep in it.

Slowly she began to try and slide forwards, the movement coming easier. "How's that feel for you?" she asked.

He shrugged. "It feels different, but good. It's much, much tighter. I'm afraid I'm going to hurt you."

"I like being hurt, remember? Bondage and whatnot..." she said, trailing off as she slid down his cock again. "Oooh," she said, sounding slightly surprised at how good it felt the second time. "That's getting much better," she said.

He pulled back with both of his hands then, his cock sliding deep into her. She began to breathe heavier and looked back at him as he pushed her away slowly, his hands stopping and then pulling her back onto him. 

"God that feels good," she said, breathing heavily. "I'm going to come so fast," she said. "Fuck me," she said.

Mike moved only slightly faster, still worried that he'd hurt her.

She pushed back hard against him though, and pulled out just as fast and then back down again, her butt slapping against his hips. She moaned quietly. "Fuck me harder, Master," she said.

He felt her ass squeeze tight around him and then she began to come. It was definitely an interesting sensation. Emma was gasping in pleasure, little yelps coming from her as his cock plunged deeply into her.

Finally figuring out that she was okay, he began to fuck her harder, fully into and out of her. He soon began to feel his own orgasm building.

"Do you want me to come in you?" he asked.

She was on her second orgasm by that point, his cock thrusting deeply into her. She couldn't speak very well as the orgasm was hitting her full blast at that moment. She did nod her head though, just as he began to fill her up.

"Oh God," she said, over and over.

He grabbed handfuls of her hair and pulled hard, his cock thrusting deep, her perfect ass slapping against his hips as he filled her with come.

Spent, they collapsed on the sheets. Emma didn't lay very long, however, and soon wrapped a towel around herself and headed to their bathroom. She showered off quickly and hopped out, Mike following in quickly and quietly to shower. He emerged a few minutes later and headed to her room.

She was laying in bed, a pleased look on her face.

"God that was fun," she said. "Did you enjoy it?" she asked.

He smiled. "It was alright," he said. "I liked it enough to do it again," he said. "If you want to," he added.

She smiled. "You bet your ass."

*****

Danni clicked on the radio and flipped through the stations. She found an oldies station she liked and pulled out of the driveway. She sighed as she looked at the gas gauge, realizing that she'd have to stop and get gas if she wanted to make it to Megan's and back. She pulled out of the drive and put the car in drive, heading to the closest station a few blocks away.

She hopped out and slid her card down the reader, pulling the nozzle off the holder and sliding it into the car. She clicked her phone on as she waited, texting Megan that she'd had to stop for gas. She didn't notice someone watching her from a car that was pulled up to the front of the station. The occupant had gotten into his car when her back was turned towards him.

She replaced the cap and put the nozzle back, grabbing her receipt and hopping back in. She pulled out and began the trip to Megan's again. She normally took the route by school, but decided to take the loop. It was technically longer actual distance, but it didn't take as long because of no stop lights, and not much traffic.

She merged easily with the light traffic. There was a single semi truck, and then a car that had followed her up the ramp from the gas station.

She began to wonder what Mike and Emma had managed to accomplish with the anal sex thing that Emma had mentioned they'd be doing. She'd gotten so close with her younger sister lately. They'd sit and talk more than they ever did. Emma had told her all about how Emily understood and that she didn't want to break up anything the girls and Mike had.

She smiled when she thought of her knight in shining armor, her protector and confidant. Her lover. The thought made her all giddy inside.

The car behind her was getting awfully close, so she increased her speed a little bit.

She hoped that Mike was being as gentle as he could with Emma. Anal sex could be fun, but if it was done roughly, or quickly, it could get incredibly messy.

She knew she didn't have to worry about Mike.

The car behind her finally moved to pass, the semi having pulled off at one of the exits, leaving Danni and the other car the only ones on the highway. It pulled up next to her.

She glanced over briefly, wondering why the car was matching her speed. She froze, fear wrapping its icy talons onto her heart.

******

Officer Daniels saw two cars in the opposing lanes of traffic as he crested a hill on the loop. He saw one of the cars swerve violently into the other.

He slowed immediately and flipped on his flashers and siren, clicking his radio to call it in and request back up.

The car slammed into the other one a second time as they passed the policeman, and he lost sight of them as the crested the overpass that he'd just come off.

He turned as quickly as he could, seeing one of the cars slam through the barrier of the overpass and flip, landing with a sickening crunch on the pavement below. Cars swerved out of the way as the vehicle seemed to come out of nowhere above them.

He could see the other battered car still on the overpass and whispered a silent prayer as he sped up to it.

*****

There was a knock at the door. Loud. Mike sat upright in bed and looked at the time. It wasn't very late. He sat up, sensing something wrong. That had been a very loud knock.

He heard Sarah stirring downstairs and then fumbling with the door. He hit the bottom step and saw the look of fear in her eyes as she looked back at him.

He looked past her and felt his heart leap into his throat. A couple of policemen stood at the door. 

'Danni,' he thought, realizing she hadn't been in the beside him.

"Are you the legal guardian of Dannica Matthews?" the officer was asking Sarah.

Mike's world began to crumble around him.



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Yes, damnit, 30 is coming.



Chapter 29

"I know I give you a lot of shit, but just be careful! You're driving like a fucking maniac! I'm worried about her, too."

Mike sped through an intersection, barely tapping his brakes as he did so. 'I'm worried. I'm so fuckin' worried,' he kept thinking over and over.

"Me too bro, me too."

'I'm gonna lose my shit if...' the thought trailed off. He didn't want to finish it.

"Dude, this doesn't seem real. I know I change my favorites all the time with your sisters, but Danni really is my favorite, man. She's just gotta be okay!"

That surprised Mike. That was the first time he could remember that the voice actually used one of his sisters' names. The voice, whatever the hell it was, was actually concerned. His head was pounding against his temples. Another intersection flew by and he pulled into the right lane, slowing as the first turn came up.

'She's going to be fine,' he thought unconvincingly. 'Please God, not her,' he prayed quietly.

He finished the turn and sped up again. His heart felt like it would leap right out of his chest and land on the dashboard.

"What do you think happened?" the voice asked. "We didn't really stay long enough for that cop to tell us what happened."

'Honestly, I don't want to think about it,' Mike thought. All the cop had said was that Danni was in an accident, and that they had taken her to the hospital. Mike hadn't waited for any more information, instead charging back upstairs and grabbing clothes and sneakers before rushing past the cop to his truck.

"I'll bring everyone else," Sarah had called.

His phone vibrated in his pocket. He squirmed around and peered down. "Sarah: Be careful, Mike. Drive safe, love you" popped up on the screen. He set it down and let off the gas a little.

"I keep thinking about the way she smiles at us. The way the edges of her mouth curl upwards."

Mike sighed. 'Keep it together, man, you're freaking me out now.'

"Sorry," the voice said.

'Just keep it together.' Mike turned another corner and the hospital appeared, looming in the distance.

He shook his head as he pulled into the parking lot, heading directly for the Emergency Room parking. He pulled in and hopped out, slamming the door and running towards the entrance.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck," the voice was saying over and over.

He nearly slammed into the automatic doors and squeezed through as they began to open, the next set seeming to open quicker. Rushing up to the desk he stopped and peered down at the girl behind the desk. "Dannica Matthews," he asked. She was on the phone and typing at a computer, but she shrugged and cocked her head to the security door and pressed a hidden button on the desk.

The door buzzed as Mike headed toward it. Passing through it, he began to look around at his surroundings. There were several rooms, some curtained-off areas, and an area with several tired-looking nurses and one doctor talking quietly. One of the nurses looked up at Mike. "Help you?" she asked.

Mike nodded, heading towards her. Suddenly, an alarm went off and the nurses and doctor leaped into action. "She's coding!" one of them said. They all ran quickly to one of the rooms.

"What?! FUCK!"

Mike's heart began pounding, tears filling his eyes as he followed after the various hospital staff. His feet felt like they were encased in cement. He forced himself to push one leg forward, setting his foot down, then forcing the next one forward. He started to get lightheaded, the anguish he'd felt as a kid hearing about his parents' passing rushing back to him. He saw himself sitting there listening to Sarah explain what had happened, and then in the next instant he saw himself sitting with Beth, Emma, and Sarah, telling them how Danni had died.

"No-no-no-no-no," the voice droned.

He took another step, disbelief washing over him. He felt like he would fall to the floor, a pile of clothes and anguish. He took another step, then fell to his knees and closed his eyes. "No," he said.

Tears stung his eyes as he knelt there. He looked down at his hands, both of them in his lap. He turned them over as a tear fell into his palm. "No," he said out loud. Just then, a sound reached his ears that cut through every other noise in the hospital.

"Mike?"

A wave of confusion swept over him as he thought, 'I know that voice.'

He stood and turned quickly, tears blurring his vision as he wiped them away. A curtain was pulled tight across one area, but there was a small gap that he could see through. Laying back on a bed, with a bandage on one pretty cheek, was Danni. She had a pink cast on one leg and appeared to be very much alive.

"YES! YEAH BABY! WOOHOO!"

Mike's knees went weak again as he tried to move forward. He fell to the floor and covered his face with his hands. "Oh God!" he cried, a smile finding its way to his face. Regaining his strength, he stood and pulled the curtain aside.

"Tell me you're okay!" he said.

Tears in her eyes, she held out one arm, the other clutching her ribs protectively. "I'm okay," she said, her voice cracking.

Mike rushed forward and opened his arms wide, gently wrapping her in a hug. Her arm clutched him tight. "I love you so much," she whispered.

Mike fought to hold his voice steady. "I love you too," he said. He pulled away and looked down at the pink cast on her leg.

She smiled weakly at him. "It's broken, but it's not too serious. They set it before you got here."

He winced at the word broken.

"Does this mean we can't fuck her?"

******

"Text Sarah and tell her I'm okay. My phone is still with my car," Danni said.

Mike nodded, pulling out his phone. "She's OK! Broken leg, a few cuts, don't rush," he sent.

"Thank God!" came the expected reply.

Popping it back into his pocket, he looked back up at her and stared, unable to pull himself away.

"We were so worried about you," he said.

She smiled. "I know you were. I'm sorry."

He moved over to a chair in the room and pulled it close to the bed. "What happened?"

Danni's face fell and she lowered her head. "It—" she began, but stopped. She took a deep breath then and looked back up at him. "It was him."

Mike's face went cold, his fists clenching into iron balls.

"I was heading to Megan's and had stopped to get gas. When I pulled back onto the highway, I noticed someone following me. He pulled around to my side and I could just feel him looking at me. I turned and that's when I saw him. I saw the hate in his eyes and his red hair. It was him. That's when he slammed into my car.

"It's kind of fuzzy after that. I remember a police officer and the ambulance ride. The next clear memory I have is sitting here in the room while a few nurses worked on me. They took me for some X-rays and some scans. I have no internal bleeding, I know that much. They gave me this bandage and were checking my leg. I heard someone yell something about someone coding, and my nurse ran out. That's when I heard you."

Mike nodded. "I'm going to take care of this little problem," he said.

Danni shook her head. "Just let the police handle it, Mike." He'd stood by then and peered out of the curtain.

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I just don't get it."

Danni didn't answer. She was looking down, still holding the bandage to her face. "What?" she asked quietly.

"I just don't understand why he hates us so much."

"He's just an evil prick." She grimaced in pain then, groaning under her breath.

Mike turned. "What can I get you?" he asked, coming forward quickly.

"I'm okay, just... in pain."

"Did they give you anything yet?"

She nodded her head. "It's made it bearable," she said, indicating her leg.

As if on cue, the curtain pulled aside and a young Hispanic nurse came in. "Hello," she said. "I'm Esmerelda," she said smiling at Mike. "I'm guessing you're family?"

Mike nodded.

"I'm just gonna finish up that bandage and then we'll get her stitched up so y'all can get out of here."

"I'm okay if you need to go help with whatever that was," Danni said, laying back against the bed.

Esmerelda smiled and moved a cart forward, pulling some tape from it. "They've got all the help they need right now, sweetie. I'll get someone in here to stitch this cut up." The young nurse was cleaning the cut on her cheek, Mike watching intently. He felt a surge of pain well up inside of him when he realized that she'd have a scar there now. Her pretty face forever changed now, because of one asshole. His anger surged again, but he pushed it back down. It would do no good to anyone to blow his top here.

Mike turned as he heard the security door open again and a familiar voice echo through the hall.

"I'll ask a nurse," Emma said.

He pulled the curtain aside and peered out. "She's in here," he said.

Emma, Sarah, and Beth hurried forward and peered in. Sarah began to cry, tears of joy as she saw her little sister. Smiles were abound, however, and Mike stepped out for a second while his other three sisters each gave Danni a hug and began to worry over her.

"I knew she'd be okay, bro," the voice said.

'Yeah right,' he thought.

Turning, he reentered the small room. Esmerelda stood to leave, saying she was going to see if there was someone available to stitch up the cut on her cheek. She smiled and disappeared.

Mike moved around his sisters and sat next to Danni. They were asking her the same questions Mike had. What happened? Do you need anything?

Danni answered as best as she could, leaving out the part about who it was that had done this. Thirty minutes passed while she answered her sisters' questions.

"Who hit you? Are they okay?" Beth prodded finally.

Danni got quiet then and sighed, looking at Mike.

He nodded.

After a long silence he lifted his head and looked at his sisters. "It was Dwayne."

Beth shook her head, not knowing who he was referring to.

"Red, the guy that shot my truck tires out, that I knocked out at the frat house, that tried to rape Danni, that Emma punched."

"Fuck," said the voice, realizing something Mike apparently didn't.

Sarah turned and looked directly at him. "Mike..."

He turned and looked at her.

"You said you couldn't remember anything about the past year."

He felt a wave of heat sear his face and a single thought passed through his mind: 'Fuck.'

He stood, holding his hands out. "Sarah..." he started.

"Your memory is back?"

"Sarah," he started again. "Let me explain."

"Your fucking memory is back?"

Mike fell quiet.

"Please don't be upset," Danni whispered. "Mike just wanted some time alone with us—"

"Don't." Anger crossed Sarah's face then and she turned and pointed a finger at Danni. "Don't you fucking dare."

Turning, she looked back at her brother, her gaze ice-cold. "How long?"

Mike sighed and shook his head. "Sarah," he started.

Her face didn't change a bit. "Answer me, Michael."

He sighed and lowered his head. A long moment of silence passed. "Just let me explain!"

"HOW. LONG."

He was quiet for a few seconds before answering. "Since the night I went out with Emily."

Anger, mixed with pain, boiled to the surface, showing clearly on Sarah's face.

Emma and Beth wisely took a step back.

Danni wouldn't be cowed, however, and tried to stick up for Mike again. "He just..."

Sarah stopped her cold with a glance.

A long, uncomfortable silence followed.

"Do you have any idea how much I've been worried about you? Do you know how inconsiderate and mean keeping something like this from me is? How fucking dare you!"

A tear rolled down her cheek.

Mike's heart sank.

"Sarah, please!"

He turned to look at Danni for support, again.

Sarah moved forwards in one swift motion, bringing her hand up quickly and harshly connecting with Mike's cheek.

A loud smack filled the room, Mike's head slinging to one side and his vision blurring for a few seconds before clearing. His cheek stung like it was on fire.

Sarah turned, then, and flung the curtain open, pushing past her two stunned sisters.

Mike clutched at his cheek for a minute, then dropped his hand. "I deserved that," he said.

An awkward silence filled the room again. Mike stood then. "I'm gonna go to the bathroom," he said, moving to leave the room.

"Ouch, man," the voice said. "She just slapped the fuck outta you."

'Thanks, Captain Obvious,' Mike thought.

Mike walked down a hallway toward the bathroom. 'I really don't need this right now,' he thought. He pissed, zipped himself up and moved to wash his hands. He turned and looked at this cheek in the mirror, wincing as he saw the redness. And there it was, plain to see, right there on his face: a white outline in the shape of a hand.

He turned and exited, slowly finding his way to the waiting room. Sarah was standing near the entrance, talking to a police officer. Mike hurried over and caught the tail end of what the cop was saying.

"...but he died at the scene."

Mike came up to stand beside his sister, who ignored him.

"What happened?" Mike asked.

Sarah didn't turn to face him, but did answer. "Dwayne's dead," she said coldly. "This is my... brother," she said to the policeman.

The cop nodded. "From what we can tell, the deceased was trying to ram your sister off the road. She slammed on the brakes at just the right time and he flew into the railing, hard enough that he bounced over it and hit the road below. He died on impact."

Mike was stunned. He didn't know what to feel.

"How's your sister?" the policeman asked.

"She's doing okay, all things considered. She's got a broken leg and a cut on her face," Sarah said. "Were you the first one on the scene?"

The officer nodded.

"Thank you," Mike said, reaching out to shake his hand.

The officer nodded. "Just doing my job, sir." The policeman turned then and left, leaving Mike standing in awkward silence with his still-furious sister.

"Dude, don't move, don't even breathe. Maybe she'll forget you're here."

"Sarah..." Mike said.

She ignored him, instead heading towards a seat to wait.

Nothing was going to work. Mike tried to talk to her, to get her to look at him. Finally he stood and headed back inside to see Danni. Beth and Emma were exiting the room then and headed towards him.

"They're working on her face now, so they want us to wait outside. They'll let us know when they're done," Emma said.

"How's Sarah?" Beth said.

"Pissed," Mike replied.

Both of them looked at him sympathetically. "She's probably just as mad at us," Beth said naively.

Emma shook her head. "She doesn't realize that we knew too, I'll bet."

Mike sighed, heading toward the exit doors again.

He held the doors open for his sisters and followed them to where Sarah was sitting. They sat quietly for awhile. Eventually Emma convinced Sarah to head home, knowing Mike would stay. The nurse eventually came and let Mike back in the room.

"The doctor should release her in a little while," Esmerelda said.

Beth had a different bandage on her cheek this time. They must have finished stitching her face. She smiled as he came in. He looked down and admired her pink cast.

"So pink, huh?" he said.

She smirked. "They just gave it to me, I didn't choose it."

"Likely story," he said. He peered down at it. "Can I be the first to sign it?"

She giggled softly. "As long as you don't write anything dirty."

Mike shook his head. "I'll think of something clever, like a warning sign that says 'Woman Driver' or something." He flashed her a cheesy grin.

She rolled her eyes and smiled. She scooted back on her bed to lay down. "So how's our sister?"

"Pissed off and ignoring me."

"Mike, I'm sure she's way more pissed at me than she is at you. We're supposed to be on the same team, I was supposed to tell her when you got your memory back."

Mike shook his head. "I doubt it."

"I had to lie to her as well, to keep our secret." Danni said.

"My secret," he corrected.

"If we were both lying about it, it was our secret."

"What's your point?" he asked.

"I'm just saying that I had just as much to do with it as you did. I wanted to have you all to myself too. I wouldn't have told Emma and Beth if I thought I could have convinced you."

Mike looked at her, surprised.

"Honey," she said, looking at him. "I might have to share you with my sisters, but that doesn't mean I like doing it."

"Well, as mad as she is, I doubt you'll have to share me with her."

"Oh please," Danni said. "She'll get over it soon enough."

He sighed. "I promise I'll fix it."

Danni shrugged, drawing another surprised look from her brother.

She looked at him in return. He continued to stare. "What?" she finally asked. "It's not like you were keeping it from her to be mean. She can get over it or not, it's up to her. I'm not saying what we did is right, but it's not that big of a deal."

"It's definitely not right, but it's a big deal to her."

Danni sighed and nodded. "Yeah, I guess."

Silence filled the small room then as they continued to wait. Twenty minutes later, they were released, Danni sporting a brand new set of crutches. Mike signed and paid what he had to, and helped Danni out to his truck.

"So," Mike started as he drove home. "Dwayne didn't survive the wreck. His car bounced over the guardrail and he died on impact when he hit the highway below."

Danni turned and stared for a few seconds, unable to find the words to speak. "I, uh... wow." she said finally. She looked a little dumbfounded. A look of unmistakable happiness crossed her face, followed quickly by a sickened look. Mike sighed, realizing what was bothering her.

"Danni, it's okay to feel relieved. He was an evil fuck. He tried to kill me, Emma and Matt, and he tried to kill you, not to mention what he would have done if I hadn't gotten to that frat party when I did."

She nodded. "I know that. I'm glad he's dead, I just..." she trailed off.

He gave her a sympathetic look. "It doesn't make you a bad person to be glad that he's dead. Having that conflict inside you is what makes you a good person."

She sat in silence the rest of the way home.

Mike pulled in and hopped out as Emma and Beth came out of the house. He helped Danni down and pulled her crutches out of the bed of the truck, handing them to her. He paced her as she slowly made her way around his truck and hobbled up the steps to the house.

As they went inside, Danni headed to the living room to sit down. The puppies came out of Sarah's room and began playing around at Danni's feet.

Mike looked around and then up at Emma and Beth. "Where is she?"

"She's in her room," Emma replied. "Don't bother trying to get her to come out. She locked the door.

"Come on," Beth said, moving to assist Danni. "Let's get you to bed."

The three helped Danni inside, and then up the stairs to Mike's room. She thanked her sisters as they helped her to the bed, and then assured them that she could handle it from there.

Mike headed back downstairs after making sure Danni was okay. He paused at the bottom step and glanced over at Sarah's door. The light was off.

He sighed. The fridge light seemed blinding as he reached inside for the gallon of milk. He took a swig and put it back.

'Nothing I can do about it tonight,' he thought. He headed back upstairs.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 29



*****

Mike glanced up at the clock, shielding his eyes from the light of the sun blaring through his window. Danni was snoring softly beside him, the covers pulled up tight around her, with just her pink cast showing. He smiled and climbed out of bed as quietly as he could.

"So... sex with the twin or Blondie McHugeknockers?"

'Neither,' Mike thought.

"So you're gonna go barge in on grumpy-ass, or maybe go back in and fuck the cripple so much that you break her other leg?"

'No,' Mike thought again. 'I'm not in the mood.'

"Haha, funny. Seriously, which one is it?"

Mike ignored the voice as he headed downstairs. Beth was sitting at the table reading a thick book and drinking a smoothie. He glanced over and saw that Sarah's door was open.

Beth followed his gaze and shook her head. "Don't bother, she was gone when I got up."

He sighed and turned to make himself something to eat.

"Dude, seriously, which one?"

Danni came thumping slowly down the stairs. Mike stood and headed over to help her.

"No!" she warned. "I'm going to have to do this when you aren't here, so I'll have to get used to it."

"Seriously man, are we fuckin' or what?"

Mike nodded, but positioned himself at the bottom of the stairs, just in case she fell.

"Looks like we're missing class today," he muttered as Danni thumped her way down.

"Yeah, it'd be a perfect day for getting' some! But nooooo! Fucker."

Danni seemed to be getting the hang of the crutches, but her progress downstairs was slow. Mike was patient, however, and she soon reached the bottom. She quickly sat in a chair to catch her breath.

"Want me to make you something?" Mike asked.

She shook her head. "I can do it."

"Quit being so stubborn. Of course you can do it, but that doesn't mean you have to," Beth said as she stood. "I've already got you a smoothie ready."

Danni smiled and reached out for the glass as Emma appeared at the base of the stairs.

"Sarah up yet?" Emma asked as she entered the kitchen.

Mike nodded his head at her door. "Beth said she was gone when she woke up."

Emma sighed, sounding more than a little like her brother. She glanced over at Mike. "I'm sure she'll be fine."

He nodded. "She's just pissed."

Danni rolled her eyes. "You were going to spend just as much time with her as you were with the rest of us."

"She's mad at me because she was worried about me, and I made her worry for no reason," Mike said.

"Yeah, but believe me, that's not the only reason."

"Why else would she be mad?" Mike asked.

"Yes, do tell," said a voice behind them. Standing at the front door was Sarah, having quietly entered while her siblings were talking. She looked like she'd been out for a walk, by the way she was dressed.

Mike turned and could feel the palpable tension in the room. "Sarah, lets go outside and talk please."

"No. I want to hear the other reason why I'm so pissed."

"Like you don't know," Danni said.

"Both of you knock it off," Emma said.

"Come on, let me hear it!" Sarah said loudly.

Danni shook her head and rolled her eyes.

"Danni, Sarah, let's just—" Mike started.

"You just want him all for yourself," Danni said quietly, her words cutting through the air.

"There's the old Danni we all know and love!" Sarah yelled. "Go ahead! Let me have it!"

"Even before his accident, you would get all pissed when he didn't spend any time with you. How many times did we hear about, 'I wish Mike would visit my room!'" Danni yelled mockingly.

"This from the one that gets to spend every night with him?" Sarah yelled.

"Don't even go there," Danni spat back.

"It's true, isn't it!"

"Fuck you, Sarah," Danni said, sounding just like her old self.

Sarah came forward quickly and raised her hand to slap her sister, but decided against it and stopped the swing, flipping her off instead. Then she turned and headed to her room.

"Run away again," Danni yelled.

"You're all so spoiled and ungrateful. I didn't ask for any of this!" Sarah yelled, tears rimming her eyes.

"Sarah... don't," Emma called after her.

"Do you think I wanted to take care of four kids when I was seventeen? SEVENTEEN!" she yelled, stopping and turning at the edge of the kitchen. "I gave up everything for you and I never ask anything for myself. NOTHING! All I ever wanted was for y'all to be happy. I wish like hell that mom and dad were still here so that I didn't have to deal with all this bullshit. I'm almost sorry that I started all of this... this stuff with our brother."

Mike had had enough. He sighed and turned to head upstairs, reappearing a few seconds later with his shoes on and keys in his hand. Danni and Sarah were still having at one another.

"Mike, where are you going?" Emma asked, stopping the argument.

"OUT," he yelled. "I'm tired of being the focus of conflict in this house." He turned and silently walked out the front door, slamming it behind him.

*****

"Are you two happy now?" Beth asked.

"Stay out of this, Beth," Sarah yelled.

"No one asked you to take care of everything in this house, Sarah, so don't complain when you take it upon yourself to do it."

"Who else would do it, then?" Sarah spat back.

"It would get done," Danni answered, having no better answer.

Sarah rolled her eyes.

"Mike just wanted time alone with all of us, to make sure that we each knew how much he cared," Emma said, trying to calm Sarah down. She knew that the argument had blossomed into more than just Mike's memory, loss however.

"So he told all of you before he told me," Sarah said acridly. "I guess I should have expected that."

"Oh, get over yourself. We all have to share him, what makes you so fucking special?" Danni yelled.

"I never said I was special, or that I deserved him more. It hurts that he told all of you before telling me. He could have let me know he was okay! I'm the one that takes care of you guys. I'm the one that has to worry about everything!"

Danni rolled her eyes.

"Dammit, fuck you Danni!" Sarah yelled, crying again. She turned and headed back to her room.

"What the hell's gotten into you, Danni?" Beth asked, turning and following Emma upstairs.

*****

Mike hopped in his truck and started it, pulling out of the driveway and turning on the radio. He drove aimlessly, no particular destination in mind.

"Bitches, man, am I right?"

'Shut up,' he thought.

"That was a pretty serious fight."

'I've seen worse. Danni and Sarah can really get scary when they go at it. You should've seen them when Danni went to parties when Sarah told her not to.'

"So why did you leave if you've seen this before?"

'I caused this.'

"So are you going somewhere in particular?"

'No.'

"Okay..."

"FUCK!" Mike yelled loudly.

"Just take it easy, man."

Mike breathed in deeply and then let it out in a long, tired sigh. He drove around aimlessly for awhile, a few hours passed. "I need someone to talk to," he said eventually.

"You can always talk to me man."

'No offense, but I need someone that isn't in my head,' he thought.

The voice seemed to take that in stride and fell silent.

A sudden idea struck.



******

Emily sat in one of her dad's oversized shirts, painting her toenails when her phone buzzed. She set the brush down and peered down at the small device. It was Mike.

She smiled as she replied to him, and then stood to get dressed.

Twenty minutes later, he was sitting in an easy chair in her living room, looking tired and more than a little irritated.

"So what's the matter?" she asked.

"Is your dad here?" he asked, ignoring her question.

She shook her head. "He's still at work."

Mike nodded and seemed to relax. "I just wanna talk about personal stuff."

She smiled at him and nodded. "I'm here for whatever you need."

"HELL YEAH!"

'Not what she meant,' he thought.

"Danni was in a car wreck last night," he started.

"OH MY GOD!" Emily said, holding her hands to her face in shock.

Mike raised a hand to calm her. "She's okay, mostly. She got a cut on her cheek and has a broken leg, but other than that, she seems to be okay."

Emily still had her hands up to her face. "Oh my god! What happened?"

"Well, it was that same guy that's been pulling shit for the past couple of months."

"Oh no!" Emily said.

"According to the police, he tried to ram her off an overpass and when she slammed on the brakes, he flew over the railing and hit the road below. He died on impact."

"Oh my god!" Emily repeated. She tended to have a hard time moving past her initial shock when things like this happened. Eventually, Mike got her calmed down and they moved past the particulars of the accident.

"Well, just tell her that if she needs anything that I'll be happy to help."

"I will," Mike said, and fell silent.

Emily felt the air between them get uncomfortable.

"What?" she asked.

"That's not really why I came over."

"Oh," she said. "Well, what's up?"

Mike shifted nervously in his chair as she stood.

"Can I get you some tea?"

"Thanks," he said, nodding.

She headed to the cabinet and got a glass down, filled it with ice and poured some sweet tea for him.

He fidgeted with the glass, obviously not wanting to broach the subject.

"Mike, you can tell me anything," she said. "Remember, I've told you about tons of sex that I've had with men, women, and maybe a few others. You can't shock me."

"I'm just not used to talking about this," he said.

"Well," she said, thinking. "Just start wherever you feel comfortable."

He was silent for several long moments. Finally he cleared his throat and looked up at her.

"So you know what's been going on with my sisters and me?"

She smiled, blushing a little. She cleared her throat. "I figured it was about this."

Mike blushed then. "I uh... I've... well... fucked up."

"Oh my god!" Emily exclaimed. "Which one is it? Emma?"

"What?" he asked, genuinely confused.

"Pregnant! Which one?"

"Oh god," Mike said, shaking his head. "No, no, no! None of them are pregnant, as far as I know." He shook his head repeatedly.

"Oh. Sorry."

"No, it's not that, thank God."

"Sorry," she said again.

He laughed nervously.

"Dude, that's not cool."

He ran a hand through his hair before speaking.

"When you and I went out, I still couldn't remember anything from the past year. I kept having headaches that night, but I couldn't remember anything. When we were standing out in front of your house and I kissed you, however, it all came flooding back." He took a long swig of his tea then before continuing.

"After I went home, I decided to tell Danni, but none of my other sisters."

Emily looked at him oddly. "Okay..." she said. "Can I ask a few questions first?"

Mike nodded.

"So they each know that you're sleeping with the other sisters?" He nodded. "They share you equally, or is there like a schedule?"

Mike chuckled, not realizing how silly it all sounded. "Well," he said smiling, "I mean, I can draw you a diagram."

She shook her head. "Just a rough overview is fine," she said, smiling.

"Well, Danni gets most of the nights. It started out as a means for her to feel protected, and then eventually it just kind of happened. Honestly, I don't really know how all of my other sisters got involved, but that's not the important part. They share me, but there aren't any set rules. I try and spend time with each of them, but there's only so much time in the day."

"So they're okay with sharing you then?"

"For the most part, I guess," he said. "I mean, I guess it's kind of like an open relationship. Or maybe like a plural marriage, except we aren't married. Hell, I don't know what the hell to call it," he said finally, giving up.

"So you didn't tell anyone but Danni, continue," she said.

"I know how it sounds. I had good intentions," he said. "Kinda. You see, I just wanted some time with each of my sisters, without them coming and jumping me."

The look on her face spoke volumes.

"I know, saying it out loud makes it sound absurd. The point is that I didn't tell my other sisters right off. I told Emma a day or so later, and I told Beth after that, this previous weekend at the cabin. I hadn't told Sarah about remembering until the accident. It kind of slipped out and she's furious."

"Understandably. I'd be mad too. Didn't your other sisters think she'd be upset?"

"They mentioned that a time or two," he said, a sheepish look on his face.

She smiled at that. "You're obviously the Alpha in those relationships," she said.

"How's that?"

"Well," she said, "you wear the pants with Emma, Beth and Danni. It's different, I expect, with Sarah. It probably has to do with her being the one that took care of y'all for so long."

Mike nodded. "I hadn't thought of that."

She shook her head. "Anyways, continue. I'm not wanting to get you off track."

He took another drink. "Well, she slapped the shit out of me at the hospital, and then when I woke up this morning, she was gone. She got back when Danni was saying some not so nice things, about her wanting to monopolize all the time with me."

"Was she wrong?"

Mike was quiet for a moment, thinking. "No, but they all get that way."

Emily rolled her eyes. "Oh you poor guy," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

He smiled. "I know, I know. But I'm serious. It's not anything that's bad, but Danni gets that way too. I just don't know how to fix this situation. I'm just so pissed that I seem to keep causing all these difficult situations in my family."

"Maybe you shouldn't be fucking your own sisters," Emily said, trying to hide a grin.

"Jesus, Emily," Mike said.

"Well, what do you expect? If you were dating four women in real life that knew you were dating each other, how well do you expect that would go over? Women are very complex creatures, Michael."

"Yeah, no shit," he said.

She slapped him gently on the arm.

"My advice?" she asked.

He nodded.

"Just be honest. Tell them how you feel. Talking is how problems get solved, so just tell them what you're feeling, what's bothering you. My guess is that your sisters will be able to figure out a way to get through this. Sarah's mad and she has every right to be, but she'll get over it."

"You think so?"

Emily nodded. "She's a woman, but she's not insane. As long as you go back to her, I'm sure she'll be back on 'Team Mike' soon enough."

He laughed at that and suddenly realized how good it felt to do so. It was like all the stress over the past few days was lessened just a little bit.

"So what do you mean by 'alpha?'"

She smiled. "You just like hearing how awesome you are."

He grinned. "Of course I do, but I'm serious."

She shrugged and smiled. "Well, in the bedroom and if you guys were able to date in a public setting, you'd be the one calling the shots. For instance, when you're having sex with them, are you the one putting them where you want them?"

Mike thought for a moment. "Yeah, for the most part. Danni and Emma are definitely like that, but Beth gets a little... rambunctious and takes over sometimes. Sarah though, she usually does take the lead. I always assumed she was just more experienced and knew what she was doing more than I did."

Emily laughed at that. "Don't mention that she's more experienced if you wanna live through the night."

He laughed at her. "No shit."

"That's what I mean by Alpha. You're then one in charge. If you say do this, they do it. For me, it was different. Sean was only slightly more experienced than I was, so neither of us were at the 'Alpha' stage when we got together. When he started to share me with girls and other guys, some of them were Alphas, but I got to where I knew what I liked, and began to take over in the bedroom."

Mike nodded. "I wouldn't have pictured you as the 'Alpha,' he said.

Emily smiled. "Sweet little ol' Christian Emily?" she said, crossing her eyes, drawing a chuckle from him.

He stood then and nodded. "I knew talking to you would be a good idea."

She smiled and came around the counter, opening her arms up and wrapping him in a hug. It felt really good.

They separated and she walked him to the door.

"Thanks again, Emily," he said as she shut the door.

*****

It was late when Mike made it home. He didn't see Sarah, but her car was in the driveway, so that at least made him feel a little better. He headed to the kitchen and made himself a sandwich, then headed to the living room to watch some SportsCenter. After a few minutes, he'd wolfed his snack down and clicked the TV off. Heading upstairs, he entered his room to find Danni sitting on the edge of his bed and trying to work a pair of pajama bottoms over the cast. Smiling, he moved to help her.

"I've got it," she said.

He raised his hands and took his shirt off, tossing it at the hamper, followed by his pants and socks. He reached into his dresser for a fresh pair of boxer briefs and slipped them on after he'd shucked his current pair. Turning, he waited patiently for Danni to finish and then slid in beside her. He wrapped his arms around her and inhaled her sweet scent deeply.

A long moment of silence passed and finally she turned. "Are you mad at me?"

Mike pulled back a little bit. "No, why would I be?"

She shrugged. "Because I'm a bitch."

He shook his head. "Why would you say that?"

She sighed, sinking back into him. "I just can't believe all the things I was saying to Sarah. It's like it was the old me, all over again. I don't want to go back to being that person."

Mike smiled. "I don't know, I think our sex would be pretty athletic, you throwing books and shit at me while I was fucking you."

She pushed back into him forcefully. "I mean it. I don't like the old me. I don't want to be that girl again."

Mike chuckled. "I don't think that's gonna happen, goofy."

"Were you listening to the argument?"

"You were just upset, Danni. Probably just a lot of pent up fear and frustration, anger from the accident. You aren't going to be reverting back to 'Old Danni.'

"How can you be so sure?"

"Well, what's different between before and now?"

There was silence while she thought. "Well, besides us, nothing, really," she said eventually.

"Exactly. You're a different person when we're together."

"So what you're saying is, because I'm fucking you, I'm nicer?"

He grinned. "Yep, I've got a magic dick."

"Abracadabra, Bitch."

She erupted into laughter.

"And, since I'm not planning on losing my magic dick anytime soon, I think you'll be nice from now on."

She laughed even harder, clutching at her stomach. "Ow, ow, ow," she said eventually. "Don't make me laugh so hard, it makes my leg hurt."

He smiled and nuzzled into her.

"So do you wanna try and fool around?" she asked, pressing her buttocks into him and wiggling around.

"SAY YES, SAY YES GODDAMMIT!"

Mike squeezed her up against him. "I think we'd better give it a day or so. I don't want to break your other leg," he said.

She giggled again. "I don't know, if you were fucking me THAT hard, it'd probably be worth it."

He grinned. "Let's just go to sleep tonight, we can try and fool around tomorrow."

"Okay, my love," she said, scooting back into him further. Sleep took them both quickly.

*****

Mike rubbed his eyes, the dawn just peeking in his window. He rolled out of bed and headed downstairs after he pissed. Sarah's door was open, but she wasn't there. He headed to the kitchen window and peered out. Her car was gone. He sighed and grabbed a bowl of cereal. A little later, Danni thumped down the stairs. He kissed her on the forehead and headed back up to change for class.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 29



Emma came down and grabbed a granola bar as he re-emerged and they both headed to his truck. Class passed relatively uneventfully, but Sarah was still not there when they returned.

He sighed and went upstairs to study, falling asleep at his desk. He was startled awake by the sound of arguing downstairs.

"Hurry the fuck up and get this shit fixed so we can have some fucky-fucky."

Mike rolled his eyes and ignored him.

A few minutes later, he came downstairs and saw Emma sitting in a chair, her head in her hands. She stood and came over to Mike when she saw him standing in the doorway.

"Hey," she said.

"Hey. They still at it?"

She shook her head. "They just started up again. Sarah started doing a load of Danni's laundry and that set them both off again."

"Well then fucking don't do it!" Danni was yelling when Mike came back in the room.

"Guys," he said, "GUYS," louder this time. Neither interjection even fazed the girls.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" he yelled. They both turned and looked at him, surprised.

"Sit down, both of you," Mike said, cutting through the stunned silence. He pointed to the chairs at either end of the table. They reluctantly agreed, both glaring at the other.

"This is all my fault, all of it," he began. "None of this would have happened if it hadn't been for me. I should have told you the second that my memory came back," he said, looking directly at Sarah.

"It was thoughtless and insensitive of me and you deserve better, especially since I'm your brother, and not just your boyfriend."

There was a long silence.

"I've got a voice in my head," Mike said.

"Dude! What the fuck, man!"

"I'm not talking like a subconscious or anything, but like a voice I can hear, but I'm not crazy. He's the reason that we all started messing around. He doesn't command me to do things, or want me to go collect heads or feed a cat to an ATM or anything. Well, he sometimes tells me to do things, but it's usually something like, 'Throw her to the floor and fuck her.'"

He sighed and leaned back against the cabinets.

"I was jerking off in the shower one morning when Emma heard me say, 'Oh Danni.' The voice is the reason that came out," he said, looking over at Emma.

"I was the one thinking about my sister, but the voice is the reason her name came to my lips. Later that day, I'd been watching you three by the pool, sunbathing. I'd been mowing that day, and after I hosed off, I went inside to... jerk off again, because again, you three were sunbathing." The three sisters he was indicating smiled at that. "Being soaked to the bone, Sarah made me undress by the door and I... hit her in the face with my hard-on. On accident."

Sarah giggled at that, remembering the incident. Mike continued, "After that, I ran upstairs and she came to check on me and caught me jerking off. One thing led to another and... that's how all this started..." he trailed off.

He turned and looked at Sarah. "Not to contradict you, but you said yesterday that you didn't want any of this to happen. None of this would have happened if I didn't have this voice, be that a good thing or a bad thing—though it's a good thing in my opinion."

"I don't mean this the way it sounds, but if Mom and Dad hadn't passed away, I wouldn't have this voice in my head. I wouldn't be involved with my four sisters. I love you four, and I love being with you.

"Anyone else would call me a greedy motherfucker for having four girlfriends, but I don't think I could imagine life being any different, now that I have all of you. You're all so alike, but so different.

"Danni, you and I have something so special, I know that whatever else happens, you and I are solid, and will be together forever. When we make love, it's like we cease being two different people and are melded into one being. But that doesn't mean I don't feel exactly the same way when I'm with each of you. I mean, sure, you're each different in bed: Beth, you're so wild and possessed, it's hard for me to be in control. Emma, you're the complete opposite, you love being dominated and I know that I could tell you to do anything and you'd do it. I'm not worried about my future, because I know that I'll have each of my sisters, my lovers, my girlfriends... in it."

He turned to Sarah and took her hands in his own.

"I'm so, so sorry that I hurt you. I should have told you all the second that I got my memory back. I really just wanted to spend time with each of you, to enjoy each of your little quirks and mannerisms, how each of you behave in bed with me. I love you all, so much."

All four of them were looking at him as if he were made out of kittens and chocolate. He let go of Sarah's hands and without another word, disappeared upstairs.

The four siblings left downstairs stared at each other in silence for a few moments.

*****

"I really hope that worked, because it's been like, a hundred hours since you last had sex, man. That's unacceptable!"

'It hasn't been that long. I really need to figure out how to mute you,' Mike thought.

"Yeah, yeah, then you'd forget you had me on mute and get all freaked out when you couldn't hear me anymore."

Mike closed his door behind him and fell into his bed. As he closed his eyes to take a nap, sleep overcame him quickly.

He awoke to hear soft moans coming from Beth's room, and eased over. Quietly clicking the door open, he saw his twin's brown hair between Beth's legs, her own blonde hair between Emma's. He smiled and closed to door quietly, leaving his sisters to their fun. Turning, he headed downstairs and saw Sarah sitting in the kitchen, talking quietly with Danni.

Mike smiled at both of them.

"Hey," Danni said.

He leaned over and kissed them both on the head. "So have we made amends?"

Sarah reached over and grabbed Danni's hand. "I think so," she said.

"I apologized for almost reverting back to the old Danni, and for saying such hurtful things."

"And I apologized for saying the things I said. The truth is, she was right, we were all trying to monopolize your time, because we all love you. For this to work though, we all have to share, and we have to be open and honest about our feelings."

Mike nodded. "I agree."

"Great, now shut up and fucky-fucky," the voice said.

"So, a voice in your head, huh?" Sarah asked, an amused smirk on her face.

He nodded.

"You were jerking off to me?" Danni asked, amused.

"Yeah, yeah, get it out of your system," he said.

Both of them giggled briefly, but didn't torture him further.

They talked quietly for a few hours, before Beth appeared and began to work on supper, after which they all five sat down for a night of relaxation and TV.

"So are you going to be able to have sex with that cast on?" Beth asked.

"I don't know, we haven't tried," Danni answered.

Mike laughed, causing her to turn and look at him.

"What?"

"The voice asked the same question," he said, smiling.

After watching some reality show, Mike helped Danni hobble upstairs. They tried to fool around briefly, but Danni was in too much pain. They settled for falling asleep next to each other.

As the next day dawned, Mike sat up and headed downstairs. He found Sarah at the kitchen sink, washing the previous nights dishes.

He came up behind her and kissed her tenderly on the neck.

"You know, I remember a conversation that we had about how you liked the way I washed dishes."

Mike smiled, thinking back to the day that they'd first fooled around. "My first set of boobs," he said.

She giggled. "You seemed so enraptured by them, it was so adorable."

He laughed at that. "Well can you blame me? These things are perfect." He reached up and pulled her apron out of the way, while both of her hands still scrubbed at a plate. She sighed as his fingertips found her nipples.

"You said you liked the way they swayed when I moved," she said as she turned around and pushed him back, leaning back against the sink for a moment. She began to wiggle her chest back and forth, sending both of her boobs swaying back and forth.

"Holy fuck!"

Mike stared, his jaw open slightly as Sarah's knockers bounced left and right.

She giggled and returned to her sink full of dishes.

"No no no," Mike said, turning her back around and bringing her face to his. "You don't get to do that and just turn back around."

She grinned and kissed him. "I'm glad you're okay," she said, as she broke the kiss a second later.

"I should have told you," he said.

She smiled. "I'm sure you can make it up to me," she said.

He grinned and began to kiss her neck, but she slapped him on the shoulder. "Not right now, goofy. Your sisters are going to be down any minute."

Mike sighed and turned heading for the stairs to change. He stopped though. 'Fuck that noise,' he thought, and turned back around.

She felt his arms encircle her again, his hands going immediately for her breasts, his lips finding her neck. "God," she whispered. "You'd better stop!" she warned.

"I don't care if they see us, I'm going to take care of you, right here, right now."

She gasped as he pulled her shirt up, apron and all, her breasts spilling out as he turned her around and began to suck on a nipple. She moaned softly as his strong hands grasped her, moving her where he wanted. A hand moved down between her legs, rubbing against her pussy.

She moaned louder as he began to fumble with the button on her shorts, finally reaching down herself and practically ripping her shorts off.

He kissed her nipple one more time and pushed her towards the kitchen table, and then forwards, causing her to place both of her hands on the table, her shorts hanging around one of her feet.

He pulled his own boxers down and placed both hands on either side of her hips, the mushroom tip brushing against her soft pussy lips. She groaned audibly, feeling him rub the tip against her slit.

"God," she moaned. "They're going to see us."

He smiled. "I hope so," he said. "I'm going to make you cum really hard."

She swore as she felt him push gently inside. "I'll take it slow for a few seconds, but only a few," he said quietly, grabbing a handful of her hair.

She was muttering to her self over and over, "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck."

Mike grinned and slid in deeper, as he felt the lubrication spreading around his cock and her pussy. He smiled down as his sister looked back at him wantonly. "Please," she groaned.

He slid all the way in, and then pulled back out, repeating the move a few more times to ensure that they were both properly lubricated. She was biting her lip in anticipation. Finally, he began to thrust into her more methodically, pulling on her hair a little. It was something that he'd been wanting to try with her, to see if she liked it.

She groaned as he thrust into her deeply, repeatedly, his thick cock spearing into her. She flexed on him, sending a ripple of pleasure coursing through him. "Fuck," he said. "I forgot how good you feel."

She looked back at him and smiled, her face full of passion and love. "Fuck me harder, little brother," she said.

There was movement at the stairs, and Emma appeared, peering around the corner.

"Oh fuck," Sarah said, suddenly a little embarrassed. Mike wouldn't have any of it though, and pushed her back to the table, continuing to thrust into her, his hands wound up into her hair, pulling hard on it.

She moaned and closed her eyes, her elbows on the table, her ass slapping against her brother's hips.

"Come on in," he said, looking back at his twin, who was still watching from the stair way. She giggled and came in, grabbing a granola bar from the pantry and leaning against the doorway. She smiled and watched.

Sarah began to come then, muttering "fuck" over and over, her pussy convulsing on his cock. Mike didn't slow his thrusts, and continued to piston into her and pull her hair. The act was drawing her head back and seemed to make her even more excited. "Fuck," she muttered.

Beth and Danni appeared then, both of them covering their mouths in amusement. "Harder," Emma said from the laundry room door.

"Fuck!" Sarah moaned loudly, Mike's cock pounding into her. Both Danni and Beth came in the kitchen tentatively, Beth heading for the fridge to make a smoothie for both of them.

"Can I make one for anyone else? Danni?" she asked, turning.

Danni was watching, an amused grin on her face as she watched her brother fucking her older sister in their kitchen. Mike had a huge grin on his face, but didn't slow, his cock hammering into Sarah again and again.

"Sure," Danni said eventually, thoroughly enjoying the sight. Mike pulled hard on Sarah's hair, his thighs slapping against her ass rhythmically. She began to come again, moaning softly and muttering "Fuck," over and over again.

"Oh yes," Sarah moaned, the feeling of her brother's thick cock overwhelming her senses. He was so relentless, so forceful.

"Do you want a smoothie?" Beth asked, leaning down and looking at Sarah, just a few inches away.

"Fuck, yes," she moaned, his cock slamming into her again.

Emma, Beth, and Danni all laughed at that, Sarah grinning herself. "Fuck," she moaned again. Mike smiled and continued to thrust into her, her pussy practically choking his cock. He began to come then, and Sarah reached back, pulling him against her tightly as she felt him arcing into her.

"Fuck," he moaned, his hips finally ceasing their thrusting.

She collapsed on the table, a smile on her face. He smiled and winked at his other sisters, and then headed upstairs, heading for the shower. He washed his hair and rinsed off, stepping out only to be grabbed again. Beth stood there, a telltale look on her face.

"Did your 'voice' take over again?"

She nodded, biting her lip and grinning. "You're going to fuck me, right here, up against this door," she said, her blonde hair falling around her shoulders.

He smiled and looked down at his flaccid cock.

"We can fix that," she said, pulling off the nightgown she was wearing. He smiled and looked her over again.

'Fuck, she is pure sex,' he thought. He peered down at her perfect breasts and watched as she began to rub her hands over her body. She moaned softly as she pinched her nipples, drawing them out and making them erect, causing them to stand out atop her breasts. Her hand wound slowly down her body, rubbing softly until she found her pussy, and began to rub gently, her eyes focused on him.

Sure enough, he felt his cock began to stir and it slowly began to bob upwards as he watched her play with herself. She took one breast in her hand and lifted it up, pulling the nipple into her own mouth and sucking on it.

"Fuck, dude, this one is talented! New favorite!"

Mike grinned and moaned. "Nice," he whispered, glancing back down as she began to rub her pussy faster and faster. She pulled her hand up then and and pushed a few fingers into her mouth, then pushed them into her pussy, her mouth open and eyes on his.

"Fuck," she moaned. "That was so hot, watching you fuck Sarah in the kitchen," she groaned, her fingers pushing in and out. "It was like you two didn't care who saw you. So fucking hot," she said.

Mike's cock was an iron staff now, and he came quickly towards her.

"What do you want?" he asked.

She grinned and lowered her gaze at him. "I want you to nail me to the fucking wall," she replied.

He smiled as she came towards him. Her lifted her easily and thrust deeply into her, leaning up against the bathroom door. She kissed him deeply as his thick cock pushed into her, her breasts bouncing in his face. He took one of her nipples in his mouth and sucked while she moaned on top of him. He felt her begin to come very quickly, and was surprised at the intensity of the orgasm. She lost her normal composure and looked like she was almost in pain, her face contorted as his cock pushed up into her again, her mouth ajar and eyes rolling back in her head. "Goddammit," she muttered, her perfect tits bouncing up and down, her nipples as hard as steel. He felt her pussy convulse one more time and then she slowed her gyration on him. He eased back, leaning against the opposite wall. She wrapped her hands around his shoulders again and began to pull herself up, lifting her hips and slowly sliding back down. "Ohhhh fuck," she moaned, the sensation of her fucking him while they were standing feeling very good.

She pulled again, sliding off of him, and then relaxed a little. He smiled and closed his eyes, obviously enjoying the feeling. She pulled against him again, her eyes fluttering as another orgasm crept up on her, the first fingers of pleasure just now reaching her pussy. She began to clench down on his dick as she lifted herself off of him, the sensation finally being too much, and she crashed down into another orgasm. Unable to pull herself up in her extreme pleasure, she gyrated awkwardly for a few seconds before he began to thrust again. Finally, after a few long pleasure filled moments, she slid gently to the floor.

"Goddamn you are good," she said, fumbling for the door handle. Mike smiled and watched her go. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around himself. Peering into Emma's room, he saw her just as she was pulling the shirt she had slept in over her head.

"Stop," he said.

She turned and smiled, seeing the bulge tenting the towel around his waist.

"You're on a roll today," she said, turning away from him. "Where does Master want me?"

He smiled. "On your back, on the bed."

She grinned and lay down, spreading her legs for him.

He came forwards then and ran his tongue up her pussy a few times.

"Oh you don't have to get me wet, your display downstairs and the sounds coming from the bathroom were enough to do that."

He smiled and grabbed his dick, standing and climbing on to her bed and running the tip along her slit briefly.

"I love you, Mike," she said, pulling him close and kissing him. He returned the kiss with fervor, and she felt his cock slide deeply into her.

"God," she said, the third sister to do so that morning, and for the same reason. His cock felt huge inside her, like it was touching every single part of her pussy. Every minute section was being rubbed against, causing arcs of pure pleasure to course through her body.

She sighed in happiness as he began to thrust deeply into her, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of her brother inside her. She kissed him deeply again and pulled down on his buttocks, pushing him deeply into her.

"I love fucking my own brother," she said to no one in particular. The thought made her feel all naughty inside, but also pushed her over the edge, her orgasm sneaking up on her and leaving her quivering beneath him, his muscular body still pushing his cock into her.

He began to come then, and she kissed him again, and decided that she really enjoyed the feeling of him coming inside her pussy. It felt like he was filling her up. It must be some chemical reaction or nature or something. She felt like it was the right way to have sex, though, him coming inside her.

Finally spent, he climbed off of her and kissed her a final time.

"I love you too," he said, turning and heading for her door.

He stumbled to his bedroom and sat on the bed, trying to get control of all of his faculties again.

"Dude, I have no words. You've outdone yourself."

*****

To be concluded...



Just the Six of Us Ch. 30



To all my readers over the past few years, thank you for coming with me on this journey. You guys have been the best part of writing this, and I'm sorry that it's taken so long. First, yes this will be the last chapter of Just the Six of Us. I loved writing about these characters, but for something to have real meaning it has to come to an end. That doesn't mean I won't write about the secondary characters.

Second, thank you to all my editors that have helped me refine this over the years that I've been writing it. Thanks to the Devildog and Drew for the help this time. Check my profile for details on how to get in touch with me.

Third, these chapters are personal to me. No one has permission to take my work and post it anywhere else. Please do not attempt to do so. I write this as a way of dealing with my past, a way of getting over a woman that I loved with every ounce of matter in my body. When it's taken and sold on other websites, you insult the reason for writing what I've written. I don't begrudge anyone trying to make money off this, but I don't do so for a very important reason. Please, leave my work on Literotica.

Finally, this is fantasy, not real life. Be safe and use a condom when you fuck your sister.

"You don't love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear." - Oscar Wilde

For Jenni. I will always treasure the memories we created. Our song was beautiful, and it kills me that I know I'll never hear it again.

Chapter 30

Mike yawned and stretched in his bed. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. His chest felt like it had been punched repeatedly with a sledgehammer. Heartache was like that, Sarah had said. "You made your bed, you lie in it."

She hadn't been happy with his announcement. None of them had been. He knew it was just because they just weren't seeing as clearly as he was. He sighed and headed to the bathroom.

Mike stepped into the shower and couldn't help but think about all that had happened.

It's not like he had a choice in the matter. There wasn't any way things could continue like they were. He thought back to when he'd first realized that the time with his sisters was limited. They'd all die one day of course, but this was different. This had come out of nowhere, and when the thought found its way into his brain, it nestled there and wouldn't leave. He felt like his hand had been forced or that the decision wasn't really his to make.

It had all started about a year ago, four years to the day after Danni's accident. Mike and his sisters had been invited to go out to a barbecue with Matt and Missy at their parent's house. They arrived and could tell something was out of place. Something just didn't seem right with the two siblings.

Mike had hopped out of his truck and was walking with Danni. Matt opened the door and then swore as Missy pushed past him.

"Get the fuck out of my way," she said, glaring at her brother.

He rolled his eyes and ushered Mike and his sisters in. "Sorry about her," he muttered.

The barbecue was delicious, but they all found conversation lacking. Everyone could tell that something was wrong, except Matt's oblivious parents, and he'd had a downcast look on his face throughout dinner.

The Stuart siblings had been fooling around for a long time, apparently, Mike had later discovered. He'd finally let Matt know that they'd seen them at the river cabin a few years ago, and had in turn admitted that he was fooling around with his own sisters.

When Matt had told Missy about the revelation, however, she'd lost it.

Mike couldn't help but feel responsible for what had happened next. He had come in the next day for work and Mike could tell that something was wrong. It had taken some doing, but Matt finally opened up to him. "Missy left," Matt said.

Mike immediately gave him a pat on the shoulder and set about the tasks of work. He knew that Matt would talk to him in time if he needed to. They'd had a lot to deal with at work that particular day. Men weren't like women, and he knew that Matt just needed time. He'd be there if he needed him.

Matt, Emma, and Mike had all graduated the same year. The two young men then set about starting a business, an idea that they'd had in college. Matt's father had lent them some startup capital and the two men started their own construction company.

Business had started with small jobs, fixing things for little old ladies, maybe installing a cabinet or two. Mike was the face of the company at first. He was easier to talk to and seemed to have a way with people. Matt, while definitely a hard worker, wasn't as amiable as he used to be. He seemed to have a cloud hanging over him since his sister had gone.

Mike had assumed that he'd come and talk to him, but he was wrong. He tried approaching him a few times, but Matt had blown him off, focusing on his work instead.

Emma had gotten a degree in Accounting, and after hating the company that she'd joined right out of college, she decided to quit that and help her brother and Matt out with the business side of M&M Construction. It was a welcome addition to the company, and she'd help to grow their budding business. They had several work crews now, with Mike, Matt, and even Paul running one each. Mike and Matt were co-owners, but they gave Emma and Paul a share of the profits. Business had grown, and Matt had settled into a quiet, withdrawn funk from which Mike was worried he might not return.

He sighed as he reminisced. Sliding out of bed, he stood and looked around his room. 'So empty,' he thought. He walked to his bathroom and hopped in the shower, turning the water as cold as he could stand.

He should have taken care of this problem a long time ago. It had turned ugly when he'd finally told his sisters what he had to do. He should have realized it a long time ago. It was so obvious to him now, not that he liked it very much. He thought back to that conversation he'd had with Matt.

It seemed like forever ago, but was in fact only around a month. The thoughts brought about by that conversation had caused all that had transpired since.

He'd been in the office, looking at the blueprints of a new job they were starting that week.

Matt came in and glanced over and nodded. He looked as depressed as he'd ever been.

Mike sighed and went back to the blueprint. Lunch came and Mike offered to treat Matt, but he refused.

"Come on man, just come have a drink with me. I miss the old times," Mike told him finally, that evening.

He'd sighed deeply, but consented.

"It's been 4 years now, man. What's the deal?" Mike told him after he'd gotten him a second beer, Matt having downed the first.

"You wouldn't understand, Mike, and I don't like talking about it."

"I wouldn't understand? I'm in the same situation you were, only more so." Mike sighed. "You've got to talk to someone. Who better than your best friend?"

Matt downed the second beer, and then the third.

"Just talk to me, man. It doesn't have to be about Missy."

Matt nodded finally. He was quiet for a few minutes, thinking quietly. He started to speak several times, but fell quiet. Mike continued to listen without saying anything.

"Fine, but you're not going to like what I have to say. I know everyone thinks that I'm just a redneck with a drinking problem that can't seem to get enough pussy."

"You know me better than that, man. I know the real you," Mike told him. "You're the brother I never had."

Matt nodded. "It's not just the fact that Missy left. It's not that I miss her. I know that the woman I was having sex with is gone, but she was also my sister. You know? That part of my life is gone too. I mean, I would have been fine with not having her anymore, but now I've lost my sister as well, and my parents have lost their daughter. And it's all my fault."

Mike nodded understandingly.

"I mean, we weren't together all that much. I know it's weird, but I really do miss her. She wasn't my first, but I thought what we had meant something to her."

"So what happened?"

He sighed and drank another swallow of beer.

"After you told me that you knew about us, and admitted that you were... well, you know..."

Mike nodded.

"Well, that night I had to let Missy know. She was less than happy when I told her you guys knew. She cried at first, embarrassed beyond belief. I never even got a chance to tell her about you being with your own sisters. She screamed at me to get out, crying into her pillow as she threw things at me."

He nodded again, silently listening as Matt finally got stuff off his chest.

"I tried to calm her down, but she finally shoved me out of the room and locked the door. When you guys came over, she left. I figured I'd talk to her in the morning. I woke up late and saw that she'd packed her car early that morning. She said she was going to stay with our cousins in Dallas, and that she had to think. I fell to my knees then and apologized. I told her that I was sorry for letting all this happen and that I'd do anything to make it right. She left without saying another word."

Mike motioned for the bartender and got another beer for Matt. He glanced over and saw a single tear working its way down his friend's cheek.

"Mom and Dad got a call from her a month later. She didn't tell them where she was, but said she was doing fine. I tried to talk to her, but she hung up. I called the number back, but she never picked up. Weeks, months passed. I called, and she never answered. She spoke to Mom and Dad, but never to me.

"Finally, I borrowed Dad's phone without him knowing and called her. 'Please don't hang up,' I told her. I just wanted an explanation. I told her that I would make it right, that I would leave and she could come and stay with Mom and Dad. They didn't deserve to be treated like this."

Mike took a drink as he swallowed the lump in his throat, seeing his buddy in pain as another tear forced itself from Matt's eye.

"She told me that she never wanted to see me again. She said that it was a mistake, what happened between us. Once people had found out about us, she'd never be able to live it down. She was the older sibling, and people would blame her."

He sighed then, and lowered his head as the tears flowed freely, his shoulders bobbing softly.

A few seconds passed and he raised his head and brushed the tears away.

"Finally, I told her, please Missy. Please tell me what I can do to make this right. She was quiet for a long time, but then she said that she was going to regret what happened to us for the rest of her life and that she would never see me again. She told me that she wished I was dead, so that she didn't have to lose her parents too."

Mike had been floored. "How the fuck could she say something like that to you?"

Matt looked at Mike sheepishly for a second.

"You fucked someone else, didn't you."

Matt smiled weakly and shrugged. "I fucked up," he said, and downed more of his beer. "That was about 9 months ago. None of us know where she is, or even if she's alive. Missy must have told Mom and Dad what happened, because they barely speak to me. Or maybe they just know that I'm to blame for Missy leaving."

"Fuck that, Matt," Mike said. "I don't buy that for a minute. Missy leaving is on her. You guys could have worked something out."

Matt had started shaking his head. "No, don't you see brother? She was right. I did this to us. I tore my family apart because I was thinking with my dick. Not anymore though. That part of my life is over."

Mike had sighed and shook his head. "You aren't a bad person, Matt."

"You need to be careful, Mike," Matt had said, raising his eyes and looking at him.

Mike cocked his head in curiosity. "What are you talking about?"

"How fucking long do you think you can keep your family together?" Matt said. "I fucked up my family with just one woman and you're with four. What¸ are you fucking kidding me? That's a fucking time bomb, man."

Mike was shaking his head. "My family doesn't have anything to do with this."

"You don't get it, man," Matt said. "Everything has to end. One of your sisters will eventually want to have a real relationship, or want to have kids. You can't do that. You know the risks with that. So, you can't be responsible for tearing your family apart, because you and your sisters are all that y'all have. You know I'm right. Either you tear your family apart, or someone else finds out like what happened to Paul and they tear your family apart."

Paul had been caught by a friend of Ashley's, fucking his sister. The friend had initially kept it secret, but word spread and Paul had reluctantly had to move out. They were still friendly with one another, but Ashley had found a boy that was pretty understanding about the whole incident. They rarely spoke.

"You know I'm right," Matt said.

Mike fell silent then, and stood without a word. He dropped forty dollars on the bar and left without a word.

He hopped into his truck and drove around for hours.

"Fuck that," he said. He said it again. And again. And again.

The voice immediately began to protest, and then to threaten, then beg and plead.

Mike felt like his whole world had been shattered.

He didn't speak to Matt for about a month after that night, unless it was about work. He was a ghost in the office, barely seen. Then, finally, he decided that he needed to clear the air between them.

"I think you're right," Mike said. "I didn't want to admit it at the time, but I'm beginning to see what could happen. I can't be responsible for tearing my family apart. Every time that we get in to an argument, sex comes up and they nearly tear each other apart. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I think I need to break up with all of them. Fuck."

"NO, FUCK THAT AND FUCK YOU."

'It's not your choice,' Matt thought.

"I'm not some demon possessing you, or some ghost, you idiot. I'm a part of you. I'm obviously a part of you—one that knows that this is a fucking mistake!"

'You're just the part of me that doesn't want this to be true. That doesn't change the fact that I can't risk tearing my family apart.'

He'd been unable to sleep for days, catching only a few hours at night. That evening, he called all of his sisters into the living room. One look at him told them that this was serious.

"Listen," he said, his eyes downcast and his heart heavy.

"Don't fucking do this man. I'm fucking serious. I'm fucking leaving if you do."

He sighed and felt a tear roll down his cheek. "So I spoke to Matt and he finally told me what had happened between him and Missy."

Mike told the four of them what had happened, and at the end, finally raised his face as the four girls saw the tears in his eyes.

"Don't," Sarah said, tears coming to her face. "Don't you say it." She was the most perceptive that evening, and realized what was coming.

"Sarah..." Mike said.

The others looked at Sarah and then back to Mike, slowly piecing it together. Mike wiped a tear away.

"This isn't easy," he whispered, fighting to hold back the flood, and to stay strong. Everything in him was screaming at him that this was wrong.

'That's just your mind not wanting you to be hurt, and not wanting you to hurt them,' he told himself.

"Matt was right. We can't keep doing this."

Danni was crushed. The look on her face was like a thousand daggers piercing his heart.

"Mike..." Emma said, a tear finding its way to her face.

"I have to move out, and I don't think we should be intimate."

"I'm fucking done. Adios," the voice said.

Sarah lowered her head and began to cry, as did Emma. Beth sat quietly and cried softly as she held Danni.

"Fuck you," Sarah said, anger flashing across her face.

"How long do you really think we could have kept doing this?" Mike asked all of them. "What about your futures. Did you think of that? What about kids? What about marriage?"

Emma looked up then. "We would have crossed those bridges when we came to them."

Mike shook his head. "Missy told Matt that she wished he was dead. SHE WISHED HE WAS FUCKING DEAD. I've seen that guy cry one time in my life, and it was the other day at the bar. He was crushed. As much as it hurts now, I can't put my family through what he's going through. I can't. I love you too fucking much to do that to you."

"We aren't the Stuarts, Mike," Emma said.

"Mike's right," Beth interrupted.

"What?" Emma said. Danni sat back and moved away from Beth. "I can't believe I'm hearing this."

"He's right. It makes sense. I mean, we were having sex with our brother. We've all demonstrated in the past several years how much we suck at sharing. What did we think we were doing? How many fights have we had with each other. How many times has he had to put us back together, only for us to tear it apart again."

"That's easy for you to say, Beth, you're leaving for South America," Emma said.

"Fuck you, Emma, this isn't fucking easy for me. I love Mike just as much as you, but I love my family more. This has the potential to rip us apart without hope of ever being the same again. Besides, the trip is only six months. Once the research expedition is finished, I'll be coming home. This hurts me just as much as it does you."

"Oh Bullshit!" Sarah said, standing and moving towards Beth. "I can't believe you agree with him! Like Emma said, you're leaving for South America. Just because you're already going to be hurting, doesn't mean you have to agree with him hurting us too!"

Beth looked confused. "What does that have to do with anything?" she yelled.

Sarah glared at her, suddenly lunging forward and grabbing a handfuls of her hair in both hands.

Beth screamed in pain and surprise as Sarah slammed her back into the wall behind her. "Fucking Bitch! You put this in his head!"

"Sarah!" Mike yelled, stepping between her and lifting her bodily away from Beth as Emma helped pry her fingers from Beth's hair.

"Do you think this is easy for me?" Beth screamed at her. "Who's the one he came to when you three were trying to slut your way into his bed? Who's the one that he saved for last? Who's gotten to spend the least amount of time with him since all of this began? ME! I'm the one that he came to talk to. It was my body that was driving him crazy at the table all those times, and in the shower, and by the pool. It's me he's thinking about when he fucks you!" she screamed.

"Fuck you!" Sarah screamed back.

"This is exactly what I was talking about," Mike said. "Beth, you have no right to say that to Sarah. That's mean and untrue. I came to you when all of this started happening because you weren't one of the ones trying to seduce me. Yes, you have an incredible body, and it turns me on, but I find Sarah's, Emma's, and Danni's just as exciting."

Beth was still furious, her face still red and hair a mess. The looks that she and Sarah were exchanging could kill.

Mike turned to Sarah. "I know you probably hate me right now. I'm going to leave and let things calm down." He stood then, "Sometime this week, I'll go find an apartment. Emma, I'll understand if you don't want to work with me at M&M."

"You can't be serious about this," Danni said, standing. "Please don't do this to me. To us."

Mike wept quietly as she came up to him. She had streaks across her face. He'd dreaded facing Danni most of all. She wrapped her arms around him and laid her head on his chest. He squeezed her gently and ran a hand through her hair.

"Because I love you so much, I can't stay. I can't hurt you. If we're lovers and we break up, it will tear the family apart. At least right now we have a chance of staying close. At least you four will. I understand if you four don't want to see me again after this. At least you'll have each other."




Just the Six of Us Ch. 30



Danni buried her face in his chest, weeping uncontrollably and begging him please over and over. He leaned down and pulled her face up to his. "I love you all, so much. This is the hardest thing I've ever had to do."

Mike pulled away from Danni.

"FUUCCCK!" she screamed, collapsing into a pile and wailing in anguish.

Emma moved over and laid down with her, pulling her sister to her and holding her gently, rocking softly back and forth.

Sarah wiped her tears away, and Mike saw anger replace them. She walked over and slapped him three times in rapid succession.

Sighing, he turned and pulled Beth to him. "I love you," she whispered to him.

"I love you too," he replied.

Turning, he grabbed his keys and left, Danni still wailing in Emma's arms, Sarah with fury stenciled across her face and Beth heading up to her room. He went to his truck and drove to Emily's. As he began to explain what had happened, he began to cry again. She pulled him to her and held him as he wept.

That evening, Matt cracked open a beer and handed it over as the two sat on the couch at Matt's apartment. He was flipping through the channels and stopped on Last of the Mohicans. It was the battle scene where the Huron ambushed the English. He wasn't really paying attention and only looked up from his beer when they got to the waterfall. Hawkeye, Cora, Uncas, and the others were underneath the waterfall trying to hide from Magua and the other Hurons.

"I will find you, no matter how long it takes, no matter how far," Hawkeye said, holding Cora. "I will find you..."

Mike sniffed quietly and stood heading to the stairs out front, twirling Danni's red ribbon in his fingers. She'd given it to him one night when they'd made love. It was his most prized possession, but it was simply a frayed red ribbon. Matt came out silently and sat beside him. He didn't speak, he just sat next to him, a comforting presence as his best friend wept softly beside him. The two men sat for a long while, and then finally Matt put a hand on his friend's shoulder. The two went inside and got thoroughly hammered.

Mike eventually found a small, one bedroom apartment on the other side of town. He hadn't seen Emma for a while and honestly didn't know when he would again. He figured he'd give it a month or so before trying to talk to any of them.

Beth came by after a week to say goodbye.

"I'm all packed up and headed to the airport. I figured I'd come by and wish my little brother well."

"Thanks," he said, resisting the urge to ask about his other sisters.

They chatted about her arrangements, where she was going and what she'd be doing.

"They're still pretty upset with you. Sarah is angry, but she's getting better. Danni has been sleeping in Emma's bed, but she's always crying. She's going to be okay though. I wish I could say that it would be okay to go see them, but it might take a while for them to be okay with seeing you again."

He smiled and hugged her. She raised his face to hers and kissed him on the lips. "I'm really going to miss fucking you," she said. "I like to think back to how much I wanted it that first time, how much we loved teasing each other."

He smiled and nodded. "I fought so hard not to just jump you in the shower all those times."

She smiled back at him. "I'd like to say that I wish you had, but I wouldn't change the way it happened for anything. I'm so glad that you were my first time."

He hugged her close.

"So, I'd like to give you one last thing before I leave."

She reached into her purse and pulled out a leather bound book. She smiled and handed it to him. "It's a collection of my favorite times with you, in graphic detail. I was planning on giving it to you to remind you of me while I was gone, but this seems more fitting."

He smiled and kissed her. "Be careful in South America, and thank you for the naughty novel."

She smiled and stood. "I'll see you in six months," she said.

She stood then and winked at Matt as she sashayed her way to her car.

Mike smiled. 'At least she doesn't hate me,' he thought.

"Well, that's just one person," a familiar voice said.

'Thought you were outta here,' Mike thought.

"I'm in your head, shitsack. I can't fucking leave."

'It was the right thing to do, and I'm not going to argue about it,' he thought.

The voice fell silent.

Emma finally showed up and began doing the books again, but didn't say much to her twin. He was content to let her be pissed off at him.

He stepped out of the shower and sighed at the reflection in the mirror.

"Enough dwelling on the past. Focus on the business," he told himself.

"If this is the right idea, why do you still feel like shit? What the fuck is this pain in your chest?"

'Heartache, I suppose,' he thought.

"Great idea. Asshole."

He sighed and got dressed. He was just pulling his shirt on when his doorbell rang. He wondered briefly who was at the door as he walked to unlock it.

Cracking in open, he peered out, seeing his eldest sister standing outside.

"Hey," he said, opening the door wider.

She didn't say anything as she entered, but immediately began to look around.

"How are..." he started, but realized how dumb that question was.

Sarah wordlessly walked around his apartment, no doubt judging his cleaning job.

"It seems nice enough," she said finally, having gotten her mothering out of the way.

"Thanks," he replied. "Can I get you a drink? Coffee maybe?"

"Sure," she replied, heading to his small kitchen.

He poured her a cup and then pushed the sugar bowl towards her, retrieving the milk after that. He wasn't saying anything, however, wanting to let her speak at her own pace.

"I understand what you were thinking," she said. "As always, you were trying to protect us."

He nodded softly.

"I was driving to get groceries this morning when I remembered that time we fooled around at the store. I tried to think about something else, but pretty much everything I thought about reminded me of some crazy place we had sex."

He smiled and chuckled softly.

She turned and looked at him. "I don't hate you," she said. "I love you. You're my baby brother and I'd never want you hurt." She turned then and saw an apron hanging off the sink. Smiling, she walked over and picked it up.

"I remember the first time we fooled around," she said.

He smiled, immediately picturing wet bluejeans and an accidental cock slap.

"You hit me in the face with your penis, and then I caught you jerking off."

He nodded, a smile finding its way to his face.

"I still remember the way it felt having you so fascinated with my boobs." She sighed, smiling wistfully.

He saw a look of sadness and felt a lump in his throat, but swallowed it.

She came up and put her arms around him, pulling his face to hers and kissing him.

"I'm sorry I slapped you," she said. "I really do understand, and I'm trying to get to where I'm okay with it. That doesn't mean I like it."

"I don't like it either," he said. "I hate it."

She nodded and brushed a tear away. "I'm really going to miss making love to you," she said, hugging him again. "You are undoubtedly the best I ever had."

He smiled again and kissed her cheek and escorted her to the door. "I'll see you soon," she said.

Brushing away a tear a few minutes later, he moved away from the door he'd been leaning against, fighting against running after her. He walked over to the kitchen counter and went through yesterdays mail. Inside he saw a small cardboard card and looked at it. Smiling, he flipped it over and tucked it into his pocket.

A few hours later, he was sitting in front of the Marine recruiter at the Mall.

"Well, you graduated, so you could definitely be an Officer. The first step is that you have to take the ASVAB. You can probably find a study guide online that will tell you everything you need to know."

Mike stopped him there. "Back when I graduated, my best friend and I took the ASVAB already."

"Oh yeah? Excellent, then based on that score you can judge what field you would be able to go in. After you get your physical, then you'll want to talk to the Officer Selection Office to see if you can get accepted. From there, it's Basic Training. You look to be in pretty good shape. Did you play ball in high school? College?"

Mike nodded. "I was a wide receiver in high school. I work out pretty much every day. But I was thinking of just going enlisted. My dad did, and I kind of want to follow in his footsteps, you know?"

"Good. I'm sure you'll do fine as enlisted. Army, Navy, Air Force don't really require much preparation in terms of Basic Training. The Marine Corps will run your ass through the ringer if you aren't in good shape, though. It's good that you are, but make sure you up your workout schedule. The more in shape you are, the better off you'll be at Basic."

"Is there anything specific I need to be working out?"

"Running. Pure and simple. Run, run, and run some more. Throw in a bunch of pushups and you'll be golden."

"So where do I sign?" he asked.

*****

"You're going to what?"

"The only way I can make this right, to make it easier for them, is to get away."

"The Marines?" Matt asked. "Are you fucking crazy? I know we already took the ASVAB but I didn't think you'd actually do anything with it!"

Mike sighed. "Dad was a Marine when he was my age, it's a tradition."

"Your sisters are going to flip." Matt said. "Not to mention you might get shoved into a combat unit."

Mike shook his head. "You can't dissuade me from this. I'm doing it."

Matt sighed. "Well, I think you're crazy. What about the business?"

"I trust you. Emma's back working the books. I'll promote Javier to lead the third crew. You can schedule them to work on smaller projects."

Matt shook his head. "I still think you're crazy."

"I probably am," he said, but shrugged. "I'm still doing it." He clapped Matt on the shoulder. "Watch after my sisters for me, brother."

No one was going to talk him out of it. He'd seen the recruitment postcard and it had all seemed to fall into place. He'd join the military, something he'd always thought about doing since his dad was a Marine.

His sisters weren't very thrilled.

"We haven't seen you for weeks and then you come back with this crazy plan?" Sarah yelled at him. "With all that's going on in the world right now, you're going to join the fucking Marines?"

He thought for a minute he'd get slapped again, but he didn't. Danni was strangely quiet, looking down, but not avoiding him. Eventually Sarah stopped giving him the third degree and saw the firmness in his face. He was doing this. He quickly started working out harder, hoping to make Boot Camp easier.

The night before he left, he had dinner with his three sisters, as Beth was still in South America.

Danni was still quiet, but didn't look like the wreck she'd been before. She even gave him a hug at the end of the night.

"I think you're nuts," Sarah said. "Good luck. Write to us," she said as he headed to his vehicle.

Emma came up and hugged him tightly. "Be careful," she said, kissing him on the lips.

He smiled and looked at her with a smirk.

"What?" she asked. "Brothers and sisters can kiss." She smiled and headed back inside.

Mike drove back home after that and finally felt a little better about his life. His sisters seemed to be doing okay and he didn't hate himself quite so much.

He was just crawling into bed that night when there was a soft knock on his front door. He opened it quietly and saw Danni peering at him, smiling softly.

"Hey..." he started, seeing a red ribbon tied in her hair.

She shook her head and put a hand to her lips as she pushed him inside.

She immediately dove for him, pulling her shirt off as she kicked the door closed behind her. Her lips found his as she pushed him backwards, towards his bedroom.

He started to protest again, but she shushed him once more.

Falling into his room, they tumbled into his bed, Danni immediately finding his zipper and grabbing his crotch.

He moaned softly and let her do what she wanted as he felt her soft hands encircle his swiftly swelling member. She kissed him deeply and then began to wriggle out of her shorts and panties. He followed suit, and they dove beneath the covers.

She looked up at him with nothing but love in her eyes as she spread her legs and let him in. Electricity coursed through the two of them as he slid deeply into her. She moaned and wrapped her legs around him as he pulled out, and then back in again. Sweat mixed with sweat as they passionately kissed, tongues dancing and fingers intertwining.

Again and again he pushed into her, driving her further and further into a pleasurable abyss until finally she began to come. She arched her hips upwards so he was pounding almost directly downwards into her. Her pussy contracted forcefully on him as he began to cum, spurting stream after stream into her.

After an hour, they finally collapsed into each other, and lay there in the darkness. He ran a finger idly through her hair. Then, after what seemed like hours, she wordless got up, got dressed and left. As he walked her to the door, she turned and handed him the red ribbon she'd tied in her hair.

Leaning into him, she kissed him deeply one last time and closed the door behind her.

Mike stared down at the ribbon for a long time.

*****

Four and a half years later, Mike stepped off the plane and shouldered his duffel. He'd just gotten back and was anxious to see his sisters. It had been a long time since he'd seen any of them. He'd gotten leave, of course, but hadn't gone home, electing to give his family the space they'd needed. He'd written letters, and called them when he could, but there were no visits home.

He saw a familiar face as they were dismissed and smiled as Matt came to hug him.

"Brother!" Matt yelled. "Goddamn it's good to see you!"

Mike smiled and hugged him. "Hey bud. How's everything?"

"We'll talk later. We gotta get you home," Matt said. "Your sisters are waiting and if they have to wait on me, then I'll be toast."

Mike smiled and nodded. "It's been too long since I've seen them."

Matt grinned widely and helped him to his truck. As they drove home, Matt kept directing the conversation back to Mike's deployment, his tours in the Middle East and other places. Mike kept the conversation sanitized, for the most part.

"So when are you going to tell me what you're hiding?" Mike finally said.

Matt looked at him surprised. "Look man, I'll let your sisters tell you. You are one scary looking son-of-a-bitch now."

Mike smiled. "Hell, Matt, I'm the same guy that you've always known. I won't be causing a ruckus."

Matt nodded in understanding but shook his head just the same. "I'm still letting them tell you."

They pulled up to the house a few minutes later.

Four sisters shot towards him and buried him with hugs and kisses.

"You couldn't come home even once?" Sarah asked, kissing his cheek.

They went inside and had supper, and everyone wanted to know what he'd been doing. Mike answered their questions as best as he could, but couldn't help but wonder what the big secret was. He finally figured it out when Sarah leaned over and whispered something to Matt. He nodded and stood to head to the kitchen.

"Oh my God," Mike said, smiling. He pointed at Sarah. "GUILTY!" he yelled and laughed loudly.

Matt turned white and held his hands up.

Sarah tried to act like she didn't know what he was getting at. "What?" she asked, trying to sound innocent.

"You and Matt! You're together!"

"Are you crazy?" she asked, rolling her eyes.

"You just told him to go get something from the kitchen. The Sarah I know wouldn't ask anyone to do something for her, unless she considered him family."

"Aw, fuck," Sarah said, a smile coming to her face.

"I told you he'd figure it out," Matt said, backing up slowly.

"You," Mike said. "You had sex with my sister," he accused, pointing a finger at him.

"Oh shit," Matt said, backing into the living room.

Mike moved forwards quickly and looked like he would hit him, but laughed loudly and clapped him on the back.

"Come on man, I'm happy for you two," Mike said, hugging his still considerably nervous friend. "Sit down, relax."

Sarah sighed and stood. "Mike, stop terrorizing my boyfriend."

Mike smiled. "That's something I haven't heard in a long, long time."

She grinned and shrugged. "It just sorta happened. He likes it when I tell him what to do."

Mike chuckled.

"Babe," Matt protested.

"Shut up," she told him, winking at her brother.

"Well, is that the big secret? Matt said you guys were going to tell me, and refused to say anything."

"That's the secret," Sarah said.

Mike smiled genuinely. "I'm glad," he said to her after they'd finished supper. He was standing next to her at the sink as she did the dishes.

"I was worried what you'd say," she said.

"I've only ever wanted you to be happy," he said.

"I know," she whispered, washing another dish.

"What about..." he started to ask, taking the cleaned dish and drying it.

"Nope, you'll have to ask them," she said, knowing he was asking about his other sisters.

He nodded. "I'm still convinced it was the right decision."

She shrugged. "It was a decision. I'm still not sure if it was the right one. I like Matt. He's sweet when he wants to be and he's easy to make do things for me."

He smiled.

"Plus he knows that if he mistreats me, my little brother will tear his spine out."

Mike laughed loudly at that. "True enough," he said.

Beth smiled and pulled Mike away to talk. They headed outside and sat on the deck as Beth told him all about her trips down to the jungles of South America.

"You wouldn't believe the people down there," she said. "God, they're so friendly, so kind and generous. I love it down there."

"So you've been down to South America how many times?" he asked.

"Oh gosh, like five or six now. I keep getting requested for research expeditions. I'm considered an expert in the field now, I guess."

"So there's no one else in your life? I figured you would have found someone else. You're the most classically beautiful woman I know."

She blushed. "Thank you, Mike. No, there's no one. I'm too busy at this part of my life. At one point, I went out with Paul a few times, but nothing ever happened. He's nice enough, but I leave so often that it makes having a relationship too hard. He's seeing someone else right now, I think."

"Are you okay?" he asked.

She smiled and kissed his cheek. "Always worried about us," she said with a genuine smile. "I'm okay, Mike. I promise," she assured him.

She cleared her throat and nodded over at Emma and rolled her eyes. "I'm sure she wants to talk to you too."

"We'll have to do something before you leave on your next trip, just us."

She smiled and hugged him. "That sounds fun," a wicked grin coming to her face.

Mike shook his head. "Stop," he said.

"Only if you make me," she giggled.

He shook his head and headed off to find Emma

Emma and Mike went for a walk and talked at length. She was the one person he could really talk to about his deployment, about what he'd seen, friends he'd lost.

"There were times of course when I was worried, when I was scared shitless. I've seen my friends blown apart, seen innocents killed. I've killed men," he said, lowering his gaze a bit.

Emma hugged him then, but was silent.

He sighed and shook his head. "That's a conversation for another time. This is supposed to be a happy reunion. So," he said turning towards her. "What about you? I figured you'd be the one to end up with Matt."

"There's something you need to know, Mike," she said. She had a concerned, cautious look on her face.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 30



"Danni met someone," he guessed.

Emma smiled sympathetically at him. "You already know?"

"I figured. You guys are dancing around the topic and she hasn't really said much to me. I didn't really think Sarah being with Matt was all that big of a deal. I knew that couldn't be what they were keeping from me."

"I'm sorry," Emma said.

Mike smiled weakly and shrugged. "It was my choice. I'm happy for her. Does she seem happy?"

Emma nodded. "Almost as happy as when she was with you."

"Then that's all that matters," he said. "I'll be okay." He rubbed a hand through his short hair. "So what's he like?"

"Well, we have yet to meet him," she said, glancing at him. "She's been really secretive about him. I think she's afraid you won't approve, or be okay with it. She's been staying at his place." She looked at him as she finished, a look of concern on her face.

Mike nodded. "I'll talk to her. What about you, though? You haven't met anyone?"

Emma shrugged and shook her head. "I haven't been really looking. I'm still hoping that you come to your senses and start ordering me around again."

Mike smiled. "I do miss you being so kinky," he said.

She smiled and slid down to her knees. "Does Master want me to suck his cock?"

Mike laughed loudly and pulled her up to her feet. "Knock that off," he said.

Emma giggled and shrugged. "What's a friendly blowjob between siblings?" She turned and stuck her perfect ass in his face. "You should go and talk to Danni, though. I'll behave. Probably."

Emma smiled and hugged him before she headed back inside as Danni came out, almost on cue.

She quietly walked over, pausing briefly to whisper something to Emma. Emma giggled and nodded, disappearing inside.

"Hey," he said.

"Hi," she said quietly, sitting next to him on the deck near the pool.

"So have you been sleeping okay?" he asked.

She smiled and nodded. "Always concerned about me," she said with a smile.

He nodded. "Always." An uncomfortable silence settled on them after he spoke, however.

Danni was the first to break it.

"So you heard I was seeing someone?" she asked, looking up at him.

Mike smiled and nodded, a single tear working free of his eye.

"I'm so happy for you, Danni," he said. "I'm sorry I hurt you."

She put a hand up and shook her head. "I understand why it had to happen, Mike. I know you love me. Being my brother is more important that being my lover. It had to happen, I know that now."

He stood and drew her into a hug. She sighed happily and sat back on her seat as he released her a few minutes later.

"So what's this guy's name?"

She smiled. "You'll meet him soon enough. Tonight, if you like."

"Sure," he said. "If that's okay with you."

She nodded. "I just want you to be okay with this. You're my brother and I love you. Your opinion means everything."

He nodded. "We better get back inside," he said. "You do realize..." he asked.

"What?"

"As your big sister put it, 'Your little brother the Marine will tear his spine out if he mistreats you.' And he will too."

Danni smiled and led him back inside. "Nah, I think you're going to like him. He's a good guy."

The family had a few drinks then and Mike started to say his goodbyes.

"I promise you'll be seeing more of me," he said.

"We better," Sarah said, kissing him on the cheek.

Danni went and hugged her sisters and then led Mike out. "You want to follow me?"

Mike nodded. "That sounds good." For some reason, he began to get nervous at that point. Did he really want to meet this guy?

"I say we play nice and then tear out his goddamn throat."

'I like it,' he thought.

They drove across town to Mike's old apartment complex. Mike hopped out of his truck and looked at Danni curiously.

"He lives in my old apartment complex?"

"Yep, in the same building you did too."

"Huh," Mike said. "That's cool."

Danni smiled and took his hand. "Come on," she giggled, leading him up his old stairway.

Finally they arrived at the apartment. "Danni, this is my old apartment."

Danni looked at him curiously. "I thought it was that one," she said, pointing at one down the hall.

"No, it was 12A,"

"Hrm, he must have moved in after you joined the Marines. Come on in, make yourself at home."

Mike nodded, but suddenly felt really weird and awkward about the whole thing. He decided he'd make an excuse and leave, and meet the dude some other time.

"I'm gonna go change and I'll be right back," she said. "Help yourself to a beer in the fridge."

Mike nodded. "I could definitely use one," he said.

"Feeling a little out of place?" she asked as she disappeared into his old bedroom. Her bedroom. THEIR bedroom.

"Yeah, a little," he said. He popped the top off the beer and sat on the couch.

Glancing around the room, he noticed something a little off.

"Dude, this doesn't look like a guy's apartment. You think she's been seeing him long enough to have gained control of the decision making?" the voice asked.

Mike nodded. "Looks that way."

He turned and glanced at the coffee table. 'Wait a second,' he thought. 'That's mine, see? It even has the break that I glued where Matt crashed into it and broke it."

"Dude, I'm getting a serious Twilight Zone vibe here."

Mike had to agree.

Danni came out of the bathroom then.

Mike's breath caught in his throat and his eyes went wide.

She was standing with one hand on a hip cocked to the side, the other holding her up against the wall. In her hair was a single red ribbon and she was dressed in a sexy red negligee.

"Did you say hi to my boyfriend?" she asked walking slowly towards him.

Mike didn't know what to say, or do, or even think.

"Wait... what?" he finally managed to sputter out.

"You, silly," she said, walking forwards and reaching for him. "Come on," she said, nodding to the bedroom.

In a daze, Mike took the proffered hand and let her guide him off the couch.

"What's going on?" he asked, thoroughly confused. "I thought you were seeing someone. Our sisters think you're seeing someone."

Danni smiled and shrugged. "I am." She leaned forwards and tried to nuzzle his chest. He stopped her.

"I'm seeing you," she clarified.

Mike shook his head. "Danni, this isn't funny."

"Mike, I don't care what you think you have to do. You are the love of my life. I'm not giving that up. That would make me the biggest idiot to ever live."

"Danni, stop this!"

She smiled infuriatingly at him. "Why would I give up the best thing that ever happened to me? Don't you see? You aren't going to be rid of me that easily."

"Danni, this is crazy! You're my sister!"

Danni shrugged. "I don't care."

"You can't, WE can't!" Mike sputtered.

Danni shrugged again. "I love you, Mike. I've loved you since the first night you held me after the frat party. You are my brother, true, but you are SO much more than that. You're my other half. You're my person. You're the best thing that ever happened to me."

"Danni..."

"Mike..." she said. "Look at me and tell me that you don't still love me just as much as you did before you left."

Mike sighed. "Of course I still love you, but that's not the point."

"You think too much. Here's a naked woman two inches from you, someone you just admitted that you love, and you won't take her to the bedroom and make love to her."

"She's got a point."

'Not helping!'

"That's the idea."

"Danni, come on," he said.

"Mike, even if you leave tonight and redeploy for another four years, I'll still be waiting here when you get back. You can leave and get married to someone else. I'll still be waiting. You can become a monk and swear off sex. You can move to another country. You can ignore me. I'll still be waiting here for you. I love you," she said, taking his face in her hands.

"Danni, don't you see this is impossible?" he asked.

"I don't see it that way," she said.

"I can't give you the life you want!" he yelled at her.

"A life without you is not a life I want!" she yelled back.

"I can't give you children!" he yelled.

"Who says? So the risks are higher. We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. I'm not even sure I want kids."

"We won't be able to even get married, Danni."

She sighed. "Mike, listen to me. You love me. I can feel it. I know it. You know just as much as I do that love isn't a tangible thing. You can't measure it. You can't quantify it. It defies all explanation and just when you think you've figured it out, it changes. Love is the one true power in the universe. If your love is pure, then nothing can touch it. Nothing can tear it apart. If I get to spend my life with you, I'll be a happy woman. Marriage? It's words on a paper. It's an expensive ring and a ceremony in front of our friends and family. Having time with you is so much more important."

Mike sighed and shook his head. "I don't want to hurt you!"

"I'm not afraid of being hurt, Mike. Being hurt is how we truly know we've found something worth risking it all for. Emotional pain is one of humanity's greatest strengths. It's how we know how much we truly loved someone. If a man is left by his wife and is tormented every day by how much he misses her, imagine how much he loved her, and still loves her."

She sighed and looked up into his eyes again.

"If you don't love me, then you can leave and I won't mention it ever again."

He looked up at her. "I never stopped loving you, not even for a second." He reached into his pocket and pulled out the, by now, very frayed ribbon.

She smiled and wiped a tear. "You see? You already know that this is okay. This is right. This is how we're supposed to end up."

He shook his head, defeated.

"Mike, look at me," she said.

He looked up at her. "You saved me that night, when you rescued me, and then again when you held me. You saved me from a horrible nightmare, so many times. The accident, the rape, every night that you slept with me and protected me from the monsters in the dark. It's in your nature to protect me. You were more concerned with how I was going to react than our sisters. Why do you think that is?"

He was quiet for a moment. "Because I love you."

"You've been protecting me for so long, love, that you've forgotten that sometimes you need rescuing too. It's my turn to save you, even if you are a big bad Marine."

Mike smiled at her then, and accepted the hug that she offered, lifting her easily up in his arms.

"I kept your apartment paid while you were gone, and I never stopped believing that you would come back to me," she said, her head leaning across his shoulder, her arms and legs wrapped around him.

"God I've missed you," he said, pulling back and kissing her.

"I love you," she said, looking directly into his eyes.

"I love you too," he replied, and started to carry her into the bedroom.

He kicked the door open and saw his old bed and smiled.

"You know this is crazy, right?" he said as he laid her down on the bed.

She smiled. "I know. I wouldn't have it any other way. I'll take you as long as I can get you."

Mike chuckled and stood to pull off his shirt.

"Ooh, do it slowly for me," she said giggling.

Mike grinned and began to wiggle around goofily. He pulled his shirt off then and she smiled and licked her lips. "Damn baby, you look so good," she said.

"The Marines will do that," he said, smiling.

She giggled as he briefly flexed for her.

He pulled off his jeans and underwear then.

"God I've missed that guy," she said, licking her lips.

"Nope, your turn first," he said pushing her back onto the bed.

"Oooh, if you say so," she said with a grin.

He winked and knelt on the edge of the bed. "I don't mind saying that you were my go-to fantasy back when I was deployed."

She giggled as he reached for a foot and began to gently rub. He worked his hands over her toes, pushing his fingers between them and gently working each one. He brought it up to his mouth after a bit and gently sucked one of her toes into his mouth, which caused her to sigh softly.

"I never knew that could be enjoyable," she whispered.

He smiled and brought the other foot up in his hands. She held her foot up to his mouth again with a grin. "I think someone likes that," he said, drawing one of her toes into his mouth as he started to rub the other foot, focusing on the toes and then moving to the arch.

She was practically wriggling in excitement as he moved to the other foot and brought it to his mouth.

Turning her over, he gently massaged her calves, kissing slowly up one leg and then the other, each kiss seeming to take a millennium. His lips brushing softly across her skin, drawing her pleasure out.

She moaned softly as he moved his hands to her thighs, his lips soon following and making their way inexorably upwards.

He nibbled softly at one of her butt cheeks then, causing her to giggled. He nibbled tenderly, and proceeded to gently remove her sexy red thong. She sighed happily.

"This doesn't feel crazy to me," she said.

He smiled. "It feels like home."

He gently kissed one of her cheeks as he tossed her g-string away and then moved slowly upwards, planting kiss after kiss across her back and upwards to her shoulders and neck. She was very wet at this point he noticed, but resisted the urge to dive for her pussy.

He heard her moan softly as he gently bit at her neck, his teeth pulling softly at her skin. Her breath got quicker then, and he felt her wiggling beneath him. He spied one of her hands under her body, swiftly rubbing between her legs.

"Hey now," he said with a chuckle. "That's my job."

She smiled sheepishly. "I couldn't help it. I'm so horny. It's been so long since you've fucked me."

"Patience," he said, moving back to nibble on her neck.

"Mmm," she said softly. "Patience sucks."

He chuckled and softly nibbled an ear before slowly working his way down. Several times he felt her try to turn over to escalate things further, but he was determined to take his time.

"Mmm, fucker," she moaned softly as he nibbled at the small of her back. "Let me turn over so you can fuck me."

He shook his head. "Nope," he said with a wide grin.

"Fuck," she said.

Mike smiled and gently moved lower, kissing a butt cheek. He smiled as she arched her hips as he slid down between her legs and wrapped his arms under her. Lifting easily, he brought her to her knees and positioned himself behind her. Gently spreading her cheeks, he pushed his tongue forwards and tongued her ass.

She gasped and began to rub herself again. Mike swatted her hand away. "Stop that," he said playfully.

"Fuck me, you fucker," she said, feigning anger.

He chuckled again and pushed his tongue back into her ass.

"God," she said, burying her face into her pillow. He kissed her cheek and continued to tongue her hole, before finally turning her over. He stopped briefly to grab a drink of water, ordering her to stay on her back.

She smiled. "Emma was the one that liked to be ordered around," she said with a wink.

Mike chuckled and came back in, handing her a bottle of water. He spread her legs apart then and immediately surged forward towards her pussy.

"Oh my God!" she gasped as she suddenly felt his strong tongue pushing deep into her. "Fuck," she moaned.

He smiled and rubbed his tongue forcefully on her clitoris, before flattening it out and rubbing up and down rhythmically.

Her hips were wiggling quickly and he felt her hand tapping repeatedly.

"Fuck, fuck fuck, don't stop," she moaned. "Fuck!" she cried as she started to cum then, her body flexing and releasing repeatedly.

He didn't relent however, but did assume a more comfortable position. He pushed her up on to a pillow and laid on the bed, wrapping both of his strong arms around her legs as he assaulted her womanhood with his lips and tongue.

She reached down as her eyes began to roll back into her head and pulled his face forcefully onto her pussy.

"God," she moaned, her orgasm continuing to cause her body to spasm.

Mike smiled and finally let her go, allowing her orgasm to eventually subside.

"Fuck, don't touch me," she said, laying still. "I'm too sensitive," she warned, her body still jerking from the orgasm.

Mike smiled, thoroughly pleased.

She smiled up at him. "You're going to get it for that," she said. "Get your sexy ass up here on that pillow."

He smiled and consented. She immediately went for his cock, which was standing at half-mast. He moaned as she leaned forwards and greedily wrapped her lips around it, her hands circling around the shaft.

"So I've been practicing with a dildo in anticipation for your return," she said, slurping briefly at the tip.

He smiled. "God this is going to be good," he said, his heart pounding.

She smiled. "Damn right it is."

Both hands began to rotate in opposite directions as she jerked him off, her lips wrapped firmly around the head.

"Holy shit," he moaned.

She grinned and continued to stroke up, the head of his cock planted firmly between her lips.

She broke the seal with a soft pop, and looked up at him. "That's not what I've been practicing," she said, her hands continuing to stroke and rotated on his dick.

She wrapped her hands around his waist then and pushed his cock deep into her mouth, and then farther, effortlessly taking him all the way into her throat. She withdrew him quickly, but plunged back down just as quickly, her lips resting in his pubic hair.

"Holy shit," he said again. "If you keep that up, I'm going to cum in your mouth," he moaned.

She shrugged and deep-throated him again, but quickly brought her hands up and started her wicked stroking technique again.

"Fuck me," he moaned as she continued to suck, alternating between a head-job and stroking with deepthroating.

She brought him in all the way again, his cock filling her mouth and throat. He wrapped his hands on the back of her head again and pulled her tightly against his crotch.

"Fuck," he moaned, feeling his orgasm about to explode.

"You going to come?" she asked quickly, looking up at him and stroking.

"Yes," he barked out.

She smiled and took him back into her mouth, deepthroating him two more times before he began to cum. She took his seed into her mouth, swallowing what she could before it spilled out of the corners of her mouth. Again and again, he shot his load into her, and again she swallowed what she could.

Finally spent, he collapsed back into the sheets and relaxed.

Danni wouldn't stop however, and continued to stroke. She stopped sucking, as his dick was way too sensitive for that kind of stimulation at the moment.

Seeing that his cock wasn't subsiding anytime soon, she gave him just enough time for the sensitivity to return to normal for his cock.

She mounted him then, his cock pushing deeply inside her.

"That's it, that's where that guy belongs," she said, kissing him.

He reached up and fondled her breasts, bringing her nipples to his mouth and gently biting, increasing her already considerable excitement. His cock felt huge inside of her as she pushed downwards onto him, filling her up.

He moaned in pleasure as she bottomed out and began the ascent up his cock, biting her lip unintentionally.

She groaned and ground her self down on him as another orgasm crashed down on her. His hands were on her hips as she slammed down repeatedly. She was practically screaming in pleasure as her orgasm wracked her body.

He lifted her up off the bed then and pushed up against the wall. She leaned her shoulders back as he pulled out of her, and then back in, their flesh slapping loudly in the dim light of the room. Electric fingers coursed over them and through them, every inch of their flesh that touched was a mountain of pleasure.




Just the Six of Us Ch. 30



He turned then and turned her over to the bed as she got on her knees for him.

"Oh fuck," she said, seeing how iron hard his cock was. "That is gonna feel so fucking good," she said.

He smiled and grabbed a hold of her hips again, rubbing the tip of his cock up and down her slit. She moaned and pushed backwards, desperate to get it inside her again.

Pushing inside of her gently to make sure she was ready, Mike tightly squeezed her ass cheeks.

She smiled back at him naughtily. "Gonna make me pay for deceiving you?"

He winked and pushed in, causing her eyes to briefly roll back in her head and her smile to fade. He slid out slowly.

"Fuuuuck," she said loudly.

Feeling how wet she was, he decided she was probably as ready as she was going to get and pulled hard on her hips, forcing his cock deeply into her and causing her head to shoot back.

"Fuck," she moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head again.

Mike took a handful of her hair and pulled, the other hand on her hip and pulled quickly with both, her pussy sucking greedily at his cock.

He released her hip then and grabbed another handful of hair and pulled in unison.

"Fuck, yes, fuck, yes," she muttered, her hair pulling her head back as he thrust deeply into her.

She didn't last long against all of the stimulation he was providing and began to orgasm, this one stronger than the others. His cock was pounding her repeatedly, every inch increasing her pleasure immeasurably.

"God, I fucking love how you fuck me," she said.

He released her hair then and grabbed a hold of her ass again, squeezing and pulling harder than he could holding on to her hair. Their flesh slapped together as she went weak in the elbows and her face collapsed onto the bed.

He smiled as her pussy began to spasm on his cock and her moans turned into yelps of unimaginable pleasure.

She reached behind her then and grabbed at his hand. He squeezed it, thinking she meant to hold it, but then smiled as she placed it back on her head.

"Someone likes that," he said with a grin.

"Someone fucking does," she said, their flesh still slapping together.

He obliged her and pulled on her hair again, his cock slipping deeply into her and eliciting untold pleasure.

Finally she could take no more and collapsed into the sheets. "Goddamn," she moaned. "I lost track of how many orgasms you just gave me."

He smiled as she nestled into his arms. "Well, we did have some built up."

"Damn right we did," she said, breathing heavily. She finally caught her breath a few minutes later, and turned to kiss him, which turned into her pulling him on top of her.

"Fuck me again, nice and slow," she said. "Never stop fucking me, Mike."

He did as she wished then, kissing her deeply.

"I love you, Danni," he said, his cock finding it's home again.

"I love you too, Mike," she replied, wrapping her legs around him.

Several hours later, he finally came again, this time filling up her pussy instead of her mouth, and they fell asleep soon after.

The next morning, Mike yawned and kissed the softly sleeping form beside him. She yawned sleepily and scooted up close to him. "So what do you want to do today?" she asked.

There was a soft knock at the door then, and they both groaned.

Danni smiled and blew him a kiss. "I'll get it," she said, wiggling out of bed and heading to the door .

Mike looked into the hallway curiously, covering himself with the blanket.

"Mike," Danni said, peeking back into the bedroom. "Emma's at the door."

Mike smiled widely. 'I think someone wants to be punished,' he thought.

"I've said it once and I'll say it again. DAMN I LOVE THIS FAMILY!".

The End.

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