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My Sister's Best Friends

By: CortexStim



DISCLAIMER: This story involves sex and drugs and rock and roll. If this ain't for you, fair warning.

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"Honey, would you bring that box of books upstairs?"

We had just moved in to our new house and were unpacking. I was between semesters at college, staying with my folks. We'd moved across town to a larger house in a better neighborhood and were almost done unpacking. The box was on top of a bookshelf. I moved to retrieve it, but my sister beat me to it. As she reached up, her shirt hiked up, exposing her perfect tummy. I gawked as she went up on her tiptoes, grunting slightly as she pulled the box off the shelf. Her shorts were cut so high her pockets were hanging out. I could see directly up the back. She was wearing white cotton panties with pink bows and golden, lacy trim. A slight sheen of sweat covered her perfect, rounded bottom.

I glanced away quickly as she turned towards me, handing me a box. My heart was thudding.

"Heads up!"

I caught the box and staggered back slightly.

"Thanks, sis," I said.

She blew a strand of hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ear.

"Let's hurry up and get this shit unpacked, I'd like to get our rooms somewhat straight."

"Ok," I said, "What's the rush?"

"Nothing really, the clutter is just driving me nuts, and I'd like to get a change of clothes. Feeling a bit grimy."

I took the box downstairs to the living room.

"Thanks, hon." My mom cut the box open and began filling the bookshelf.

"Molly and Jenn are coming over later to sleep over with your sister. Can you start the dishwasher for me real quick and help your sister do a once over on the upstairs bathroom?"

"Sure thing, Mom."

Molly and Jenn were my sister's two best friends...and they happened to be identical twins. I started the dishwasher and I felt the front of my jeans tighten as I trudged upstairs.

My sister, Kim, was in her freshman year at university. She was popular, although not wildly so. She was on the volleyball team, debate club, and a variety of other activities. Boys pursued her, but she never spent much time with them. Instead, she hung out with Molly and Jenn, who were on the volleyball team with her.

I got to the top of the stairs and turned down the hallway. The tightening of my jeans slowly started to fade away. Me and Kim's bedrooms were connected by the bathroom we shared. I looked around my room. Mostly I'd unpacked, but I hadn't set up my desk. I glanced over to the bathroom door, which was slightly ajar. Through the hinge crack, I could see her knees as she sat on the toilet. Her pretty panties were around her knees, her tiny shorts at her feet.

I froze, heart hammering.

The sound of her pee hitting the water now and again as she finished up jolted me back to myself. She flushed, then stood up, pulling her panties up along with her shorts.

Had she forgotten to wipe? I wondered, as I swallowed. My mouth was dry, and I could feel my hands shaking. Was she going to keep leaving the door to my room cracked as she showered and peed?

I heard her rummaging around in her room and figured it was safe to go in. I knocked on her door. She looked over her shoulder at me as she hung clothes in her closet.

"What's up"

"Molly and Jenn are coming over?"

"Yup, should be here in a bit. Do me a favor; will you hang the rest of this up so I can take a shower before they get here?"

"Sure, but you'll owe me one."

"Deal," she said, then grabbed a change of clothes and scampered into the bathroom. I forced myself not to look as she moved past me, waited for a second, and then looked. The bathroom door was cracked.

Is she daring me to peek? I wondered. Of course not. She's your sister....and you're beginning to doubt she even likes boys to begin with.

I heard cloth moving on skin, then the sound of her shorts hitting the tile floor, then her shirt moving up and over her perfect breasts and dropping. That tightness in my jeans returned, along with an ache and a throb. I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts.

The water turned on. I heard the shower curtain draw back, and I heard her curse the scalding water.

I moved toward the bathroom door. From where I stood, I could see directly through the cracked door into the large vanity mirror, mirror facing the shower. The curtain was clear, with large multicolored cartoon flowers on it. I could see her naked body, facing away from me. Her trim waist and narrowing shoulders were gorgeous. It was summer, and I could see her thin tan lines. She never wore much in the way of swimsuits, I'd jerked off thousands of times after swimming with her.

I stood, transfixed as she soaped herself up, first her face, then neck. She rinsed the soap from her face, and then washed her breasts, then her stomach. Her hands slowed as she cleaned her lower belly, then slower still as she soaped between her legs and inner thighs. I thought I heard her moan slightly, but couldn't tell over the patter of the running water.

Her posture had changed. Her head was down, and she was leaning forward into the wall. I could see her left hand making frantic motions between her legs.

As I pressed the heel of my hand into my rigid cock through my jeans, a jolt of electric pleasure blasted down the base of my cock, into my balls and exploded there. I realized I'd forgotten to breathe. I drew a sharp breath of air, pushed down on my cock again. It was almost too much, I had to back off or I was going to make a huge mess in my pants standing in my sister's room. I realized I was still holding a few shirts that I needed to hang up for her.

It was unbearable. I knew the shower wouldn't last much longer, and I didn't know if I'd ever get a chance to see this again...but I'd promised her I'd hang her shit up, and I wanted to be in her good graces when Molly and Jenn got here.

Through the crack, in the mirror, through the curtain, I saw her body shudder and she slumped a little more into the shower wall. I gave my cock one last shove, almost blacked out with the pleasure, and then reluctantly, I turned to the closet and began hanging the rest of the shirts up.

I finished that task and looked around the room. The only thing left, like my room, was her desk. Her computer was in pieces. I pushed my glasses up on my nose, and began assembling it. Tower, keyboard, mouse, monitor, speakers, router, done. I hit the power button and leaned back in her leather swivel chair as the computer booted.

There was no password on her desktop. I found the wireless network downstairs in dad's study and opened her browser. History. Mundane, Facebook, twitter, a few volleyball blogs, her summer syllabus, a few joke sites. I scrolled further, a day back, more boring crap....then I saw a porn site. "Lesbian Cheerleaders" was in the URL. I scrolled further, seeing a dozen or so porn tube sites in her history. At the beginning of that session, I saw a dirty story site. What was it she was reading that set her off?

I heard the shower turn off with a squeak of pipes and the curtain draw back. Shit!

I closed the browser and logged off of Windows.

Kim came in, towel around her breasts and one binding her hair up.

"Oh, you set up my computer! Way cool, thanks!"

"No problem, "I said, "I--"

"Beat it," she said, laughing. "I need to get dressed. "

She took the towel out of her hair and snapped it at me playfully. Jesus, she was gorgeous. About 5'5," dirty blonde hair, perky C cup breasts that were threatening to spring free of her towel, a trim waist, and a curvy ass that defied the rest of her athletic form. Her thighs were full and strong from volleyball.

She raised an eyebrow at me. Was I gawking? Probably. Her sparkling green eyes watched me, amused.

I shook myself out of it and went back to my room through the bathroom, shutting her door behind me. I felt lightheaded and my heart was racing.

"Gonna jump in the shower," I said through the door.

"Oooook," she said. Smartass.

I skinned out of my jeans and boxers and tossed them toward the hamper. My t-shirt was next.

I started the shower, and then went to take a piss as it warmed up. My foot hit her jean shorts as I stood over the toilet. My piss hit the water and I looked down.

The crotch of her cute white, gold, and pink panties stared up at me. I started, splashing over the rim of the toilet before I righted my stream. My cock started getting hard as I finished my piss.

I picked up her soiled underwear. This was bad. This was against the rules. She would never look at me the same if she knew.

I brought the crotch of her panties closer. I could feel the dampness of the day's exertions in the dampness at the back. The lining was soaked with an off white creaminess. I could feel my heartbeat in my temples and behind my eyes. BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM.

I sniffed them from about an inch away. The odor was wonderful, slightly sweaty, with a sweetness that sent my head spinning. I could just barely smell her asshole at the back...and there was a musk, an undertone that whispered, this is private into the thudding of my heartbeat in my head, this is forbidden.

My cock was rigid, pulsing. A drop of pre-cum slid down its length. I moaned involuntarily and swayed.

Burying my nose in the crotch of her panties, I drew a deep breath. Her private scent coiled around my brainstem and reached down into my groin. Was it pheromones driving me mad or was I just a pervert?

The panties were still wet from her vagina and sweaty from moving. I closed my free hand around my cock as I stood there, shower running, sniffing furiously at my sister's messy panties.

If your face was buried in me, the urgent scent of her panty crotch said as I flared my nostrils to catch every subtle odor, I would be all over your mouth and face.

As I squeezed for my first stroke, I lost control. Cum exploded from my cock. One blast hit the bottom of the toilet seat before I aimed my load into the water. One pulse, two pulses, three, four, I thought I might never stop exploding. I could actually hear each spurt driving into the water.

My cock was still spasming, emptied of its load but continuing to try to milk another. I staggered against the wall, gasped a deep breath and milked the last drops from my shaft and into the water. I wiped the load from the bottom of the seat and flushed.

I moved to get into the shower and noticed I was still clutching her underwear. I shook my head and chuckled. No shit I didn't want to let them go. I deposited them on top of her shorts and kicked both articles of clothing over to the hamper. Before I got in the shower, I lifted the lid of the hamper to toss my stuff in. Inside was at least three days worth of clothes.

Hmm, I wondered, are there any other treasures in there?

"Hey Kim!" I heard through the door. Shit, no time. I showered quickly, dried, and went back to my room. I put on a fresh pair of boxers and jeans, then threw on a t shirt. Might as well get my computer set up. I cleared my desk, and then got to work. I got my machine booted and stereo set up. I looked around my room. Not bad, I thought.

"Kids, dinner!" I heard my mom shout.

The bathroom door burst open.

"What up, perv?" said Molly.

"Hey Molly," I said, blushing.

"What are you doing, jerking it?"

"Did that earlier, thanks" I said. Molly and Jenn had been hanging out with my sister for years, so we were fairly comfortable around each other. She kind of treated me like a kid brother, and her playful sense of humor suited me just fine. Hell, everything about her suited me just fine.

If my sister was fine, Molly and Jenn drove me absolutely crazy. They were about my sister's height each, and slim, with dark, dark brown eyes.

Molly was wearing a blue tank top that cupped her pert breasts, and tight jeans cut low. Molly wore her hair short, in dark pixie cut that framed her enormous dark brown eyes. Her skin was so white it almost seemed like she was lit from within. Her jeans were snug against her hips as she lounged in the doorway. I could see a bit of midriff where her shirt hiked up. My cock pulsed hard against my jeans.

She laughed. "Let's eat."

Her sister peeked her head over Molly's shoulder.

"Cool room, Ben."

"Hey Jenn. What's up?"

"Just checking out the new digs. Welcome to our side of town."

"Thanks."

Molly and Jenn stumbled forward as my sister playfully shoved past them into my room.

"Hurry up, guys, let's eat so we can go out."

"Where are y'all going?" I asked.

The three of them looked at each other and shrugged.

"Who knows."

I followed them downstairs, my eyes glued to Molly, then flitting to Jenn. Jenn was wearing her hair pulled back in a ponytail and she was wearing a black track suit made out of some impossibly soft looking stretchy material, with pink piping down the arms and legs. Jenn's firm ass switched back and forth in a figure 8 in front of me. It was round and tight, and as hard as I looked, I couldn't see a panty line. Jesus, you'd better watch yourself, I thought. Don't want to fall down the stairs.

My sister and her twin best friends trotted down the stairs. The jiggling on display had my heart dancing in my chest.

We piled into the kitchen.

"Hi kids," my mom said. She was pulling dinner out of the oven. "Wanna set the table for me?"

"Sure." we all said, and made short work of it.

My dad came in through the garage door.

"Hi everybody," he said as he put down his briefcase and hung his keys on the hook by the door.

"Hi Dad," my sister and I chorused.

"Hi Mr. Marks," said Molly and Jenn.

We sat down as my dad washed up. The twins sat across from me, my sister to my right.

My dad sat at the head of the table, Jenn to his right, next to Molly. Mom served dinner, which was an excellent roasted chicken with mashed potatoes and asparagus.

We dug in. As we ate and recounted our days to everyone, I could see little smiles playing around the mouths of both twins. I could have sworn I saw flirtatious looks exchanged between Molly and my sister, but I couldn't really tell what my sister was doing from my seat directly next to her.

I glanced down and saw Molly's bare foot rubbing softly on the arch of my sister's foot. Startled, I looked up and at my mom.

"What's wrong, Ben? You look like you've seen a ghost," said my mom. Molly smirked.

"Nothing, just remembered I left a process running on my desktop that I need to shut down. May I be excused?"

"Sure," Mom said, "Come right back down, though."

"Yeah," said my sister, "You're not getting out of dishes."

I threw a look at her.

"You owe me," I said with an eyebrow raised.

"If dishes are what you want to spend your favor on," she said, "Be my guest."

I stopped moving. What the hell did she mean by that?

I quickly cleared my place and trotted upstairs. I wanted to see what was in that hamper. First things first, I darted into my sister's room. Her computer was open to a browser. I clicked her history and skimmed a few days back to the dirty story site. There were three links; I opened 3 tabs in quick succession.

Lesbian Sisters, the first story was called. I tabbed to the next one.

Lesbian First Time, the second.

I Sucked my Brother's Cock was the third. It almost didn't register in my brain, and then it hit me.

Holy shit, I thought. Nah, my rational mind said, it's just fantasies. Everybody has them, this is no different.

Still, I thought quickly, opened a private browser as fast as I could, and then emailed the links to myself. Heck, I thought, while I'm here....

I copied all the porn links from that session and emailed those too, then closed the tabs I'd opened. Before I could clear my session, I heard someone coming. I darted into the bathroom, closing the door most of the way behind me. I could hear Jenn on the phone but couldn't make out what she was saying.

All my senses were heightened, I felt like I had superhuman hearing. I could smell every odor, my sister's shampoo, her deodorant, her facial scrub. I could smell the scent of water condensed on the plastic shower curtain. I could even smell her toothpaste. Holy shit, I might actually be too horny to go back downstairs, I thought.

Her shorts and underwear were still sitting where I'd kicked them earlier. Well, that's an easy decision, I thought. I picked up her panties, folded them quickly, and stuffed them into my pocket. I lifted the hamper lid to toss her shorts in, and quickly dug through the clothes. Her jeans, a tank top, another pair of insanely short shorts, a t-shirt of mine, and then two pairs of panties, back to back. I snatched them up, threw her shorts in, and absconded into my room with her dirty underwear clutched in my fist and stuffed in my pocket. Quickly, I shoved two pair in my pillowcase.

As I stowed the freshly worn pair I had in my pocket, Jenn barged in.

"Hurry up, let's finish dessert and clean up so we can get rid of your parents."

"What?" I said.

"Yeah, my folks and yours are going out for drinks. Last time that happened, we didn't see them for a day and a half."

"No shit?" I said.

"No shit," Jenn said. She walked up close and looked up at me.

"Come on, hurry," she said, poking me in the chest, pushing me toward the door. Her breasts jutted out and mashed slightly into me as she cockily crowded me back downstairs.

"What were you doing up here?" she asked.

"I left something running," I stammered, trying to complete the story I'd fabricated minutes ago, "and I had to shut it down."

Jenn looked at me skeptically. "Whatever, dude. Let's go"

I backed out into the hallway, Jenn shoving me playfully in front of her. What the hell was I going to do with the dirty panties in my pocket? Why couldn't I have just been patient?

I returned to the table and helped clear the dishes. Time for dessert and coffee.

Dessert was strawberry shortcake with homemade biscuits, butter, and real whipped cream. My mom had sugared the sliced strawberries before we packed up the old place, and they were sweet and perfect.

"This is outstanding," my dad said. "Ben, Kim, your mom and I are going out with Larry and Linda tonight. We'll be taking a cab and we'll be out pretty late. The four of you have fun, don't trash the place, and please don't invite more than one or two more kids over."

"Ok Dad," said my sister and I. I looked over at her. She was wearing a short sleeved button up shirt with a collar. The top few buttons were undone, and I could see the curve of her gorgeous tits. Of course she was wearing jean shorts again. Scandalously short. As I glanced down, her legs were splayed, and I could see straight down her shorts leg. I could see the rise of her mound, barely covered by her panties, this time they seemed to be a gauzy, transparent white. Pink trim again. I saw all this in the time it takes to blink. One more blink, like taking a photo, I thought.

Molly's bare foot was all the way up my sister's leg. I tried to look up nonchalantly, but somehow ended up locking gazes with Molly. The smile on her face said she knew I'd seen, and it said she wasn't embarrassed. Jesus Christ, I thought.

I heard my sister draw a breath a little more sharply than she should have.

"So where are you guys going?" I said, a little too loudly.

"Oh, drinks, maybe some live music. Who knows?" said my mom. "I think we deserve a night out after all this moving.

"Hear hear," said my sister, raising her glass of milk.

"Hear hear," said everybody, clinking glasses.

We drank.

"Whoops," Molly said, a little milk running down the side of her face and down her neck. I watched, transfixed, as it ran down into the open neck of her track suit. My mom reached over with a napkin and dabbed Molly's face.


My Sister's Best Friends Ch. 02



"Ben, get your ass in here," my sister Kim called through our shared bathroom door to me.

I lurched forward in my leather swivel chair, startled, almost knocking the water bottle with my university logo on it off my desk. 

"BE RIGHT THERE," I hollered, the pounding of my heart amplifying the ecstasy my sister had fed me 20 minutes earlier, the spike of adrenaline triggering a wave of euphoria. 

I caught the edge of my desk, the drug making it feel infinitely more solid, more there. This desk, I thought, I love this desk. I looked up at my computer screen. This is the best computer ever made. This thing is amazing, and I built it. Pride swelled in my chest.

On my screen, through her webcam, I saw my sister rise from the bed. I grabbed my dub kit and my bowl and got up as she opened the door. I killed the application.

"Jesus, it's bright in here!" Kim moved to the window. Her silhouette burned into my retinas as she drew the blinds and closed the drapes. My room darkened. 

My sister stepped close to me, pushing both hands through her hair, sighing as she looked up at me. One hand was on the small of my back, pressing down, her other hand slid beneath the waistband of my jeans, pushing toward my cock. Time stopped, then started again with a detonation of ecstatic pleasure. My jaw tightened, and my back arched, her breasts pressing hard against my midsection.

She bit my right nipple hard. I drew a sharp breath and as I tried to pull away, I felt her finger push down toward my asshole. My hips reflexively bucked away, and suddenly she had my cock by the root, squeezing. She gave me short, rhythmic strokes.

"Where are my panties?" she whispered into my ear. Her breath was wet and her tone was urgent.

English, my brain was telling me. She's speaking English.

I gripped her lower back, pulling her towards me, my sense of touch dominating my sensorium. The spandex of her top stretched and clung to my sister's back as I pulled it up so I could shove my fingers into the back of her shorts. Her skin was smooth, flawless, cool as I slid my hand down her buttocks, spreading open her hot core.

"Not down here," I said, as my finger slipped from the tight pucker of her little butthole to the the hot liquid mouth of her sex.

The strokes of her hand on the base of my cock faltered as I lifted her off her feet and fingered her pussy underneath her tight spandex shorts. Her mound was pressed hard against my abs, her hands clutching at my sides, then my neck, then curling through my hair as she drew my mouth to hers.

Her mouth claimed mine, wet and open and panting. We seemed to meld as our kiss deepened. She bit my lower lip and sucked it into her mouth. I groaned into her mouth and opened us up, driving my tongue into hers, sucking on her upper lip, then lower....she captured my tongue and sucked it into her mouth.

I lifted her with both of my hands, spreading her open, my cock trapped in my jeans, her mound grinding on my stomach. I clenched my abs as another wave of ecstasy rolled up and over through me.

"UHHNNN OHHHHH GOD......" she said as I galloped her hips against me, the fingers of my right hand exploring her tight, moist pussy from behind as I spread her ass with my left and circled my middle finger around her tiny puckered butthole. Her hips lurched from the clitoral pleasure at the apex of her ride to my fingers fucking her from below, panting wetly into my neck, tiny squeaks of escalating pleasure rising from her flushed chest. 

"I want you to come on my face," I whispered hard into her ear, pressing my finger into her asshole as I spread her further with three fingers of my other hand.

She came, trying to stifle it, but failing, squealing desperately as her hips rode it out, her orgasm spreading wetly up and down my abs, a slick of come lubricating us. 

"OHMYGOD" she chanted, "OHMYFUCKINGGOD." My middle finger insisted at her rear, slipping in now, then popping back out as she ground her clit against my abdomen, my three fingers reaching up to stuff her full again.

Her teeth caught my earlobe and I saw stars. The pain tightened my nipples just before both of her hands encircled them and gently caressed, then squeezed firmly. Her panting reached a crescendo and her hips bucked almost up to my solar plexus, her body bent forward almost in two as her orgasm took her.

"UHHhhhhhhhhh....." she said, as she collapsed against me, her breath still shallow and rapid, her upper chest and face red and flushed. Her hands fluttered at my lower back now, he mouth muttering something unintelligible, her lips nipping sporadically at my neck and shoulder.

I had her cupped against me, her body still writhing. She lay still for a second after it subsided, then wriggled free, tossing her hair. 

"You need to ditch those jeans. We're all in pajamas, get comfortable!" she said.

"But..." I protested, by cock straining at my fly, my heart racing and eyes fluttering.

"What?" my sister asked, her eyes teasing me.

I looked down meaningfully. 

"Miles to go before you sleep, big brother," she said. "Did you pack that bowl?"

"Of course," I said.

"Well c'mon then!" she said. I wriggled out of my jeans as fast as I could, my cock springing free of my boxers. I grabbed a pair of pajama pants from my dresser and hopped into them, one foot at a time, then grabbed my bowl and joined her.

The music enveloped us as we stepped into her darkened room, a languorous bass throbbing. Molly and Jenn were dancing very close together, their eyes closed, soft hands sliding over each others' identical body. 

"Is that not the most beautiful thing you've ever seen, Ben?" my sister said from a cozy spot on her bed.

Mutely, I nodded and joined her. My body was putting off heat like a furnace, the coolness of her satin-y comforter feeling delicious on my skin. I propped myself up on an elbow next to her, handing her my pipe. She traded me a bottle of water, condensation beading and dripping onto my pajama pants.

"Thanks," we said in unison, then laughed, the moment feeling perfect, as though the universe had conspired for eternity to give us this moment. She was beautiful beyond comprehension, her eyes looking dreamily around the room, resting lovingly on Molly and Jenn as they danced, oblivious of us, oblivious to anyone but each other. A tidal wave of an emotion I'd never felt before surged over and through me, rolling my head back, sending waves of pleasure through my body, up into my chest and head, cresting in my scalp and hair, another wave crashing down into my lower belly and groin, then into my balls, tightening my ass, then releasing into my legs. I trembled and let a shuddering breath go.

I sipped the water. It was the most refreshing and pure drink I'd ever taken. Greedily, I drank about half the bottle, sighing with satisfaction.

"Stay hydrated," she said.

I felt my sister's hand caress my abdomen and my hips responded. I reached up and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She sighed with pleasure. My hand, as if on its own, played absently with her hair, massaging her scalp and neck.

"Oh God that feels so good," she said, "How are you feeling?"

"Amazing," I said. "This is incredible. And Molly and Jenn...." the words tumbled out.

"I know," she said, "Have you ever seen anything so gorgeous and so perfect?"

"Yes," I said, looking directly at her. "I have."

She looked up at me, smiling as I kissed her. 

"But how?" I asked quietly, looking at Molly and Jenn. They were hard up against each other, Jenn riding Molly's thigh gently to the beat of the music, her hand sliding up Molly's shirt to thumb her nipple and squeeze her breast. Molly's face was pressed into Jenn, kissing and sucking and licking her neck and shoulder.

"This is all new to me," my sister said. "I always had my suspicions--"

"You mean fantasies?" I said.

My sister kicked me playfully and laughed. She sparked her lighter and took a giant hit from the bowl I'd packed. She inhaled deeply, then passed it to me, holding her hit in, then gripped the back of my head, pulled me to her and kissed me, shotgunning the hit into my lungs.

"Swallow," she said, her free hand slipping assertively into my pants to grip my cock with her firm hand. The smoke expanded into my lungs, sweet and slightly harsh. A cough tried to escape my chest, but I caught it in my upper throat and exhaled a tower of smoke.

My sister nodded approvingly. I propped myself up higher on a pillow. First my mouth, then my lungs tasted the greenness of the hit. This could never in a million years be called "weed." This bud, my brain told me, is the pinnacle of a thousand generations of breeding.

The roll in my system welcomed the fresh hit of THC and rewarded me with an entirely new level of pleasure and empathy.

I slipped my hand under my sister's shirt as we kissed, hands and tongues feeding on each other, speaking an ancient language of closeness, of togetherness. Our caresses were a conversation, then a challenge, then our touch sang, our tongues responding urgently in the only universal language.

Lazy smoke curled in the bright white and blue LED Christmas lights my sister had strung around the tops of her walls. Molly and Jenn seemed to snap out of their trance as the smell of high grade reefer filled the room, both of them looking at us.

My hand was up my sister's shirt, cupping her pert breast. I flushed, but didn't stop fondling Kim.

"I want some," Jenn said, looking directly into my eyes. Jenn did a thing with her makeup that Molly didn't, she did this very slight Egyptian thing with her eye makeup, sometimes with a curlicue flourish on the edge of her right eye. She'd done it today, its presence mesmerizing me. She moved catlike to me, slinking, predatory. I instinctively backed away from her on my sister's bed, but she anticipated me with a quick shuffle of feet and suddenly I was on my back, Jenn straddling me.

I lifted off the bed, my cock yearning for satisfaction. Jenn laughed and wriggled down, planting herself firmly on my throbbing cock. I could feel everything, her hard clit, the spreading of her labia, and the wet opening of her hole pressing down against the base of my cock.

"Kim told me you like to sniff panties," she breathed in my ear. 

I shuddered and moaned a little. "Yes--" I said.

"You little pervert," her hot breath said in my ear, "Have you ever smelled mine?"

"What?" I said. "Um," I stammered.

Jenn's wet tongue probed my ear, sending shockwaves of carnal pleasure thundering through my head, then down through my chest into my pelvis, building there.

"I've smelled your sister's panties. Molly's too," she said into my ear. "I can't help it."

Jenn humped my thigh, inching up to my crotch, bending down to suck my neck and talk dirty into my ear.

"I like to peek on Molly and your sister, then when they're passed out or doing whatever, I steal their panties."

I was dumbfounded, speechless. 

"Uhh...they're both very pretty girls," I said stupidly.

"I like to masturbate into a pair and smell another one. Then later I like to smell myself mixed with my sister...or your sister and get off again," she said, her whisper conjuring images of her hand frigging her clit while she peeked on our sisters, sniffing a pair of dirty panties.

I shoved my hand up the back of her neck, rising to kiss her open mouth hard. Normally, the feeling of her labia pressing hard, sliding up and down my rigid cock would have made me come instantly, but the drug in my system allowed me to savor the delicious feeling of Jenn's sex spreading and seeking the head of my cock and grinding on me without losing control and ejaculating wildly. The feeling reached a crescendo, then another one, then another one. Our kiss and sex were one, as I strained futilely to penetrate her sopping sex.

Jenn's hips fucked me back, her sex gripping my cock through stretchy yoga pants, the flannel of my pajamas stroking me softly. I could feel the drug gathering my arousal and amplifying it, storing it in incandescent balls of light in the base of my cock, pulsing brightly in my prostate.

My mind reeled. How could my fantasies have taken control of my world? What was happening? 

Jenn's yoga pants inched down with every stroke of her grinding hips. I could see her labia split rudely by her pink thong, a dark patch of pubic hair peeking out of the top of her waistband. I stuffed my fingers down the back of her stretchy pants, massaging each lobe of her firm ass, squeezing and spreading her. With my left hand I spread her ass, with my right I rubbed the pucker of her asshole gently, dipping into the slick of her hot, open sex, fucking her fervently with my middle finger, then spreading her wetness up the back of her crack, working it into her rectum. 

She gasped. Suddenly she was pressed tight up against me, her pubic bone grinding in concert with her hot panting breath on my neck and chest. Her perfect breasts pressed into me, her tummy squirming. I pushed her pants down over her ass.

Jenn arched her butt up and pulled her pants all the way down and off, her panties clinging to her crotch. Breathing hard, I propped myself up on one elbow, then flipped her over on her back, my cock pressing smoothly up her crease. I rested the base of my cock at the apex of her sex, pressing down onto her clit, waiting for the impending ejaculate to back down.

She looked up at me, her eyes dilated, face flushed. Her lips were parted slightly, and I could tell the drug was overpowering her. I kissed her mouth hungrily, then her neck, then her collarbone. She smelled sweet from her shower, a slight powdery floral scent. Impatient, she pushed down on my head, shoving me down, her hips arching up at me.

I wasted no time, hunching down to her waiting sex. Her pink thong was soaked, her pink labia protruding on either side. I kissed her midriff, nipped around her belly button, then licked her hipbone, sliding my tongue down to her upper thigh. Jenn moaned with mindless impatient pleasure. I inhaled deeply, smelling her arousal. It was infinitely sweeter than her panties from earlier, clean, honeyed, and fresh. I slid a finger under her panties and pulled them to the side. 

Jenn's pussy was shaved from around her asshole up to her lower belly, her pubis adorned with a neat patch of dark hair. I buried my nose in her trim bush and inhaled deeply, smelling her excitement trapped in her pubic hair. The roll surged up through my chest, into my head, rolling my eyes back and thundering waves of pleasure crashing through my loins and thighs. 

I exhaled. Jenn moaned as my hot breath washed over her open, sopping sex, then squealed loudly when I nipped the hood of her clit and sucked it up into my mouth, then lapped down the length of her labia with my broad tongue. Her thighs clenched around my head and I dug in, holding her buttocks, lifting her vagina to me like a chalice.

In the background I heard my sister whisper something to Molly but I was lost in Jenn's pussy, my tongue delving deep into her slippery velvet hole, then sliding around and around her inner lips. Jenn's pussy was very delicately shaped, her lips very small, her clit poking slightly out of the top of her mound. With my thumbs underneath her I spread her open, gasping for air, then shoved my tongue into her sloppily, her juices flowing now, coating my face. She was all I could see, her private smell filling my nose, my mouth, covering my face, dominating my world.

Jenn writhed and squirmed under my mouth, her hips urging me on, her hands fumbling with the back of my head, now fondling her breasts, now spreading herself open for my ravenous mouth.

"OHGODFUCKMETONGUEFUCKMEOHMYGOD" she said

Someone gently tugged my pajama pants down over my ass. I felt a cool breath blow on me, my ass, my balls. My cock throbbed hard. Delicious tingles radiated from the touch of two hands on my ass, pushing me forward.

"Ben, you want another roll? Jenn?"

I picked my mouth up from sucking Jenn's clit, "UM in a minuteMMMMmmmm" I went back to eating Jenn. Her pussy tasted sweeter than I'd ever imagined, and I'd spent many many hours imagining this exact thing.

"Just relax," my sister said. Whatever, I thought.

Lips kissed my back, my right buttock, then my left. 

My sister spat.

I gasped as her hot saliva ran down my crack into my ass, tickling my balls as it dripped off. I felt a thumb part me, then suddenly a tongue was probing at my rectum. I flinched involuntarily but my sister was waiting and caught my hips, pulling my asshole inexorably to her soft, darting tongue. 

No one had ever licked me back there before. In fact, my sex life had been utterly vanilla up to this point, a bit of missionary fumbling with the few girls I'd been with. I think I could count the times I'd fucked with the lights on on one hand. Her tongue felt incredible, soft, slightly ticklish, but so horny, so naughty and arousing. She licked around my pucker, then used her whole mouth to suck it, circled it quickly with her tongue, then kissed it firmly with both lips. She began to fuck my ass with her tongue, getting into it with her jaw, moaning and grunting with exertion. I could feel my butt open up, wanting her tongue deeper. She was way past the rim, her tongue long and firm, slippery and hot inside me.

My sister's attention to my ass drove me over the edge. I attacked Jenn's sex with renewed fervor opening her, a thumb pressed up against her rectum, one in the opening of her pussy, while I sucked hard and rhythmically on her clit. Her moans were reaching a crescendo. 

My mind went blank, white hotness washing out my vision and obliterating every sense, the world receding at lightning speed.

"OHDONTSTOP.....OHHHH....I'M GONNA CUMMMMMM!" she shouted.

Just as her orgasm wracked her body, my sister shoved two fingers up my ass. I reared away toward the bed, fearful, but her firm hot hand caught my cock, stroking me, and I was helpless.

"Relax, Ben. I just pushed a roll up there, you'll love this...and I want you to return the favor."

I couldn't think. Couldn't speak. The shock of being penetrated had worn off, and now with her hot, assertive hand stroking my cock it began to feel....good. Shame washed over me, followed by a heightened explosion of anticipation and pleasure throughout my whole body. I could feel the roll on the tip of her finger as she ground it into my ass. My face was still buried in Jenn's crotch, but I was barely able to keep up a rhythm, sporadically nipping her lips, dipping into her honey, licking her clit.

Jenn began to inch down beneath me, suddenly between my legs. Her wet mouth enveloped me, and all sense other than my sister probing my ass and Jenn's slow cocksucking left me. Jenn's tongue was molten hot, tight, wet and suddenly very lively. Her hand encircled the base of my shaft, taking me deep into her mouth, almost gagging as my cock hit the back of her throat.

Suddenly Molly was in front of me, caressing my face, kissing my neck and running her hands through my hair, the roll sweeping over my scalp, chemical euphoria rushing down into my groin, tightening my balls.

"Think you can manage one for me?" she said.

"UHHHNN.....do what?" I gasped feebly.

"Slip a roll up my ass, silly," she said, her eyes dancing. She pressed a pill into my hand.

Not waiting for a response, she flipped over, pulling her shorts down, exposing a pale ass with a bright pink pucker waiting for me, her sex waiting wetly just below.

I went nose first, nuzzling up into her waiting ass, sniffing and snuffling, savoring her forbidden scent. I reached out with my tongue and lapped slowly around her rim, down to her pussy, her scent and taste so like her sisters, yet so different. Her flavor a bit stronger, bolder. She wriggled into my kiss. I got one hand up and pulled her ass apart, her little butthole winking at me. I wormed my tongue into her hole, her taste slightly bitter, yet sweet at the same time. Something overtook me then. I savagely sucked and licked her asshole, shoving my tongue in as far as it would go into her tight little rectum, my spit flowed down into her pussy. She reached up underneath herself to frig her clit while I feverishly ate her asshole. Her sphincter opened slightly, then contracted hard when I sucked at it and rimmed her cautiously opening hole.




My Sister's Best Friends Ch. 02



"OHHHHHH," she said, "BENNNnnnn.....that feels soooo gooooood....." she moaned, her hips moving with a life of their own. She picked up the pace of her masturbation, fucking her pussy fast. Molly's asshole loosened a bit, her hole opening to accept my tongue. I fucked her ass with my tongue desperately, as though I was drowning and she was air. Suddenly my tongue was wedged almost its entire length into her, my mouth open as far as it could go. I reached up and pushed the pill softly into her, my finger curling into her butthole, massaging the pill into her rectum.

As I did, my sister's fingers withdrew slowly from my ass. An involuntary moan of disapproval escaped me, turning into a surprised grunt as her tongue replaced her fingers. Jenn's mouth worked my cock from below, my sister slurping and fucking my ass with her tongue, my middle finger up Molly's ass, pushing her pill deep into her colon. I could feel it at the tip of my finger, breaking apart and dissolving.

My hips shuddered with waves of pleasure, pushing me into Molly. 

"Ohhhh put one more finger in me, Ben," she said.

From below, Jenn's tongue circled the head of my cock, then sucked me deep into her throat. I slipped my index finger into Molly's pussy and fucked her slowly. A groan escaped from deep in her chest.

My sister broke off from her rigorous tonguing of my ass and smacked me sharply on the buttock. 

"My turn," she said, shoving me over on my side. I felt Jenn's mouth slip away from my cock, her hand lingering for just a second, giving me a fond squeeze. I lay on my side, panting, flushed, my cock fully engorged and throbbing. My sister buried her face in Molly's backside, her tongue darting, lips smacking. I could hear saliva squelching in the hollow of Molly's ass, her squeals and gasps keeping me entranced. 

My sister looked up, directly into my eyes, her eyes shining. She rolled onto her back.

"Ben. I want one now."

She pressed another pill into my hand. The ghosts of her fingers in my ass gradually being overtaken by the dissolving roll, new pulses of pleasure seeping into my nervous system, warm jolts of pleasure radiating outward and upward.

My sister faced me, green eyes sparkling. She pulled her knees up to her chest, her bare pussy parting slightly, the pink bud of her ass winking at me. I scrambled down between her legs, my heart pounding. She wriggled her hips lewdly at me and blew me a kiss, winking.

Was this really happening? I thought. Kim's hips were undulating and her hands were in my hair, softly massaging my scalp, rubbing my neck, pulling me toward her, pushing my face down to her open sex. Was I really about to eat my sister's pussy? 

Her private odor filled my nose, sweet but strong, filling my nostrils, intoxicating, hot and humid. I closed my eyes and inhaled slowly, my nostrils flaring, savoring a delicious scent forbidden to me. She squirmed. Her labia were slightly larger than Molly and Jenn's, full and wet. I nuzzled her open with my nose, then dived in, parting her sex with both hands, my tongue alive and hungry. I flicked her clit gently with the tip of my tongue, then slid it down into her waiting hole. My sister's hips arched up to meet me, lifting off the bed, her legs wrapping around my neck. I caught her lower back in my hands, sucking her wetness into my mouth.

We hung there as time stood still, her sex opening into my mouth. She writhed subtly as I ran my tongue up and down her labia, slipping between her inner and outer lips, then pulling as much of her shaven mound into my mouth as I could. 

Her gasps urged me on, her cum dripping down my chin and into her crack. Teetering just on the edge of losing control, I massaged just below her vagina with both thumbs as I licked and sucked her. She orgasmed, her hips bucking and stomach contracting, then again. I lowered her to the bed and flipped her over, parting her rear, pressing my mouth into her sopping pussy from behind, my nose pressing into her pink butthole. I dug into her cunt with my hungry tongue, then licked circles around her rim, next the sensitive skin between her ass and pussy. She wriggled her hips, trying to capture my tongue with her asshole. I teased her and teased her, then, parting her even further open, shoved my tongue in as far as it would go, working it down and into her. She came again with a grunt and a gasp, her sphincter squeezing my tongue out of her ass like a champagne cork popping. I licked and sucked, massaging her hole, working it open, then, when I could see the inner pinkness of her spread ass, began to work the pill into her gently and methodically. First just the pill itself, then the tip of my middle finger, up to the first joint as she gasped. Below, she was fingering herself wildly. 

Impatiently she grabbed my hand and rammed my finger down to the knuckle, shoving the roll deep into her ass. She undulated for a second, a slight gasp escaping from her as she fucked my hand with her ass.

Then she flipped, reaching down to grab my cock.

"You better fuck me good, Ben. Right fucking now."

The roll surged through me, pleasure consuming every sense, waves pulsing through my groin, up through my chest, exploding over me.

Beside us, Molly's head was thrown back, her legs spread wide at the edge of the bed, Jenn knelt on the floor, her mouth working at her twin's sex, eyes closed. The noises they were making were enough to drive any man mad, pants, soft moans, grunts and gasps, liquid noises of sucking and fingers fucking emanating from the pale, dark haired twins, filling the room with a rude symphony of pleasure. 

I looked down at my sister, her face flushed, pupils dilated. Her mouth was parted slightly, her breath shallow. 

"This is it," my mind said, "there's no turning back now."

I hesitated.

She must have read the concern on my face. 

"I've been on the pill for years, Ben." 

My cock was so hard I thought it might explode. I kissed her, fumbling the head of my cock against her slick sex, feeling her wet heat, her hips moving up to meet me. The folds of her sex parted. I felt her molten liquid core resist my throbbing cock for just a second, then welcome me wetly, taking the head of my cock.

I paused for a second, trying to maintain control. The feeling of her sex gripping the head of my throbbing cock was driving me out of my mind. I felt an orgasm waiting just outside the boundaries of control.

"Come on, Ben....just fuck me, fuck your sister, put it in me already!" she said, a profane mantra tumbling from her hot mouth.

Trembling, I pushed myself into her. Her sex was tight, velvet and slick. Her hands fluttered for a second at my sides, then grabbed me firmly around the lower back, her ankles crossing behind me. She pulled me to her with her entire body, my hips smoothly driving the full length of my cock into her. Buried in her, I gasped and froze, the ecstasy of her sex surrounding me, threatening to overwhelm me, the chemical in my nervous system rolling, cresting, exploding in my senses.

I withdrew halfway, propping myself up a bit to look at her gorgeous face, her green eyes staring deeply into mine. Her small moan of pleasure urged me on. I drove back into her fully, feeling her wetness soak me, her bare sex grinding into my pubis. I tucked my left knee under her ass and got my right leg over hers to penetrate her more deeply, her clit rubbing against my pubic bone at the zenith of each penetration. She gripped me tight and we ground together, my full length deeply inside her.

Against my neck she gasped, breath hot. 

"More," she panted, her hips fucking me relentlessly. My eyes rolled back in my head as I lost control and and instinct took us. It was no longer possible to gently ease in or out of her, we fucked each other recklessly, as though we were the last two people on Earth. The noises we made were lewd, obscene, our sex squelching and stomachs slapping together, making unintelligible noises when our mouths weren't locked together in hungry, sloppy kisses.

I lost all track of time. I reached crescendo after crescendo, expecting each to be my orgasm, each time realizing it was yet another plateau. My sister came over and over, her eyes rolled back in her head, closed, her face pink and flushed with orgasm and exertion. Sweat glistened on our bodies, dripping from my face onto her as we bucked together.

I realized I'd never fucked anyone for anywhere near this long before. I looked up, panting as I drove into her over and over and saw Jenn look up at me from between Molly's thighs, Jenn's cum slicking her mouth and chin. 

Molly licked Jenn's cum off her lips and smiled widely at me with a wink. That was it. Without my permission, my hips picked up the pace and I fucked my sister as deep, fast and hard as my body could manage. I felt her pussy clench my cock over and over again as she came. My orgasm, which was gathered, a glowing ball of light in my cock, balls and prostate suddenly lurched awake, spreading its glow suddenly through me, my cock warning me, then beginning to shudder and quake.

"OHFUCKOHFUCKOHMYGODI'MGONNAOOOHHHHUHHHHNNnnnnNNN" I said as my cum blasted up through my balls, my cock jerking and exploding as I shot what felt like endless streams of cum into my sister. I felt my balls slapping against her pussy and ass, our pubis' ramming into each other, concerned only with our own pleasure at this moment of ecstasy, this towering orgasm.

My sister had long stopped making noises, and was now making these almost silent squeaks as she rode her orgasm out against the base of my cock. As my cum blasted into her, she tensed, every muscle in her body constricting, her back arching and hips jerking spasmodically against me...then suddenly she went silent and limp, collapsing to the bed, my still spasming cock slipping out of her, twitching, cum running down the side.

I fell to one arm, panting, my chest heaving.

"I think you fucked her to sleep, Ben," said Molly from between Jenn's legs, grinning wickedly.

I looked down at Kim. She lay there, eyes closed, muscles slack.

"You ok, Kim?" I asked, worried.

She grunted, eyes moving behind her lids. Every muscle in my body was Jello, but infused with the most intense orgasmic glow. I could feel it radiating from me.

"She's fine," said Jenn, sitting up, pulling her hair back into a ponytail. Molly looked at me, her wide eyes dancing.

"Oh Jenn, your pussy is so sloppy. Here, let me help you with that," Molly said. She held my sister's white thong. Jenn leaned back on the bed, parting her knees.

"You don't mind, do you?" Molly said, mopping cum and spit from Jenn's open pussy, rubbing the crotch of my sister's panties into the wetness. I felt my cock respond. That's impossible, my idiot brain said to me. There is no possible way I'm getting hard again.

Jenn moaned as she looked down at her sister masturbating her, hunching her ass up a little to give Molly more leverage, parting her pussy lips with one hand.

"UHHNNNNOOooooo I don't mind," she said, blood rushing to her face.

Molly stuffed the crotch of my sister's panties into her twin's open hole, at first fucking her in and out, in and out with her middle finger, then working my sister's panties further and further in until there was just a little white thong protruding from her sister's vagina. Molly rubbed Jenn's swollen clit and splayed labia with her thumb, lazy and sensual. Jenn moaned loudly.

"Come here," she said, beckoning. I moved over close to her, feeling my cock slowly begin to stiffen.

Molly kissed me, nipping softly at my lower lip as she pulled the underwear from Jenn's cunt, bit by bit. She broke away, dangling the sopping panties from her left hand. Instinctively, I reached for them, and cruelly, she held them out of my reach.

Jenn sat up and took them, holding them up to her nose and inhaling deeply, moaning. Her pert breasts stood up proudly on her chest, nipples protruding. She rubbed the lining all over her nose and lips, one hand busy at her sex.

Molly looked down and gestured at herself. A tiny bit of blue fabric poked out from her pink hole. 

"These are mine from earlier today. Your sister fucked me in these," she said, looking directly into my eyes. "I want you to have them." 

My cock sprang back to attention. 

"Huhhh...ok," I said. Idiot, my brain said, why can't you ever come up with something to say?

Molly pulled them slowly out of herself, then handed them to Jenn, taking the other pair from her. Jenn began to masturbate herself into Molly's sodden panty lining, softly moaning her pleasure into the sweetly smoky room. 

Molly leaned over and spread my sister's legs. Her sex still gaped pinkly, open after the relentless fucking she'd taken from me. Molly kissed her belly, then licked softly at her sex. My sister moaned in her sleep as Molly began to use the crotch of her panties to sop up her cum, then stuff them lining first up into her, fingering her insistently. My sister's hips began to gyrate.

"Oh god ben fuck that feels good. Ohhh oh fuck, I want you to fuck me," she mumbled, the throes of some fever dream gripping her.

My libido revved up all the way, blood flowing sharply into my face and chest, then filling my cock painfully, a red throbbing in my cock accentuating how raw I was from fucking my sister until she blacked out.

What time was it? How long had this profane coupling been going on? Felt like an instant, and eternity all at once. I looked at the clock. It was almost two o'clock, I'd completely lost track of time...and what's more, I didn't want to know what time it was. I wanted to fall back into my sister's timeless embrace, to feel and smell and taste the lithe bodies of the twins, to bury my cock in Molly, in Jenn, to lose track until oblivion took me.

Jenn's leg hooked around my waist. I felt the motions of her hand against her sex, grinding Molly's panties into her wetness. She pulled me toward her. I glanced at Molly, who was fondling my sister's sleeping breast, stroking Kim's clit, determined to either wake her or make her come again. Molly looked up and smiled, her dark eyes teasing me, glancing down at my sister's red and throbbing sex, a thong sticking out obscenely.

Molly opened her mouth to speak.

The doorbell rang over our intercom. My heart leapt, galloping, trying to break free from my chest. I lurched to my sister's computer to flip on the security camera my parents had always insisted we have.

The camera resolved an image of a woman standing at our front door. Who the hell was it? I tapped the zoom. Was that...?

The woman standing at our front door was dark haired and voluptuous, holding a dark attache case in her left hand, thumbing her phone with her right. She seemed to be wearing a....vinyl cat suit? 

My sister's phone dinged a notification. Molly leaned over and snagged it.

"It's Eve," she said.

"It says you guys left without the other package," Molly read.

"Er," I said, trying to remember English. 

"Wake up, Kimmie," Molly said, shaking my sister's shoulder.

My sister muttered something, opening her eyes slightly. She focused slowly on Molly.

"Huh?" she said. 

"Miss Eve is at the door. Something about the other package you forgot earlier?"

The doorbell rang again. On the monitor, Eve was tapping her foot, looking up at the camera. 

"Ben, go grab that package," said Molly.

"What? Me?" I said.

"You're the one who lives here, go!" said the twins.

Shit. Fuck. In this state? 

I sighed and shook my head, hopping into my pajama pants, cinching the drawstring as I loped downstairs.

I opened the door.

"Well hel-lo," Eve said, looking me up and down. I followed her gaze down to my erection. I'd forgotten to put on a shirt. She had a classic hourglass figure, full hips, thighs, and a bust that threatened to burst the chrome zipper of her vinyl catsuit. Her face was a beauty right out of a WWII pinup magazine, full lashes, bright red lipstick, and jet black hair pulled back in a ponytail, bangs falling over her forehead.

"Um hi," I said, urbane as always.

"Working out?" she said.

"No," I said, "I mean yes, working out." 

Eve laughed, her voice full and throaty. I smiled back at her.

"I have a package for your sister," she said. "Mind if I come in?"

TO BE CONTINUED...



My Sister's Best Friends Ch. 03



"I have an appointment with your sister," said the woman in black vinyl. "Mind if I come in?"

Exquisitely Edited by Penelope Pendergasp 

*

Eve stood in my parents' doorway, silhouetted by the bright midafternoon sun, her hourglass figure straining at the vinyl catsuit she wore. I gaped at her as my eyes struggled to adjust.

She raised a perfectly shaped eyebrow.

"Well? Is your sister here?" she said.

Kim's upstairs all right, I thought, her fragrant cum loud in my nose and all over my face. My mind's eye flashed to the three naked girls in my sister's room, cock throbbing in my pajama pants, raw and half hard.

"Um," I said, "Yeah," I said, stepping back to allow her in. "Come in."

"I have a table out in the car," she said. "Mind giving me a hand?"

"No problem," I said, following her out to her car. It was a new Volvo station wagon, black and gleaming, adorned on the hatch with a bright red decal shaped like a pair of puckered lips. She popped the gate. A massage table lay inside, I hoisted it by the handle and brought it in, setting it down in the foyer.

"I'm Eve," she said, grasping my hand. "Your sister brought you to my store earlier. You must be Ben."

Her hands were smooth and firm. Tingles raised the hair on the back of my forearm, rushing up into my neck and scalp. The ecstasy my sister had given me earlier swelled and pulsed, and my jaw was tight.

Eve unfastened her attache and removed a gift-wrapped package with Kim's name on it, setting it on the table.

Mind racing, I tried to think of what to do.. Kim was pretty out of it after the fucking we'd given each other. My muscles were still Jello, suffused with orgasmic bliss, and I was half out of my mind looking at Eve's unlikely body and otherwordly face.

"I can take that to her," I said.

Eve smiled at me, her bright blue eyes framed by full lashes, raising an eyebrow. Her lips were full, her lipstick bright red and glossy. I realized suddenly that I was gawking...and still holding her hand.

"I promised I'd put it into her hands myself," Eve said.

Dropping her hand, I beckoned her into the kitchen, my shirtlessness making me self-conscious.

"I'll go let Kim know you're here," I said, "Can I get you something to drink?"

"Thank you," she said, "a glass of wine would be great"

"Sure thing, what do you like?" I said.

"Something sweet," Eve said. Her lips were red and very wet.

"Have a seat," I said, gesturing to the bar in my parents' kitchen. She perched on a tall bar stool and set Kim's package down on the bar, her phone next to it, the attache by her feet. She was wearing black shoes with high spike heels and open toes. Her toenails were a deep red, matching her lips.

I fetched a bottle of Riesling and a glass and brought both to her.

"You're not joining me?" she said.

"Oh no," I said, "I'm good."

She regarded me for a second, cocking her head.

"Come on," she said, "live a little," a smile playing at the corner of her mouth. Was she teasing me? It felt a little like she was.

I shrugged and got another glass, pouring for both of us.

"Cheers," she said, the glasses tinging. We drank. The roll in my system made the wine taste a little odd, but sweet and refreshing. 

"I'll go let Kim know you're here," I said. She was looking down at her phone, not paying me any attention. I started to walk to the stairs when Eve called to me.

"Don't forget my table. She'll want to be comfortable during her session, no one wants a table massage in the kitchen."

I stopped and turned back to grab the table. First I set the glass of wine down, then shrugged, picked it back up and tossed it back in three long gulps.

"Ok," I said, hefting the massage table again.

"Thank you," she said, rewarding me with a smile, laying her hand on my arm.

"No problem," I said, blushing. The table was sturdy and fairly heavy. My heart was pounding and my face flushed by the time I got to the top of the stairs.

I leaned the table against the wall outside my sister's bedroom door and went inside. The three of them looked up from my sister's desk.

"Here, this one's for you," said my sister. A line of powder lay on her chemistry textbook, a short straw next to it.

"What is that?" I asked. The roll Kim had shoved up my ass was pulsating and radiating waves of pleasure. "I don't think I need anything else."

"It's a painkiller. It'll really set you off," she said.

"Um," I said, "I think I'll wait. Eve is downstairs, you have a massage appointment apparently?"

"She's a fox, huh?" said my sister, grinning.

"Where do you want it?" I said.

"Put it by the foot of the bed," she said.

I toted the massage table and set it down at the foot of Kim's bed. I caught a glimpse of myself in Kim's mirror. As bookish as I was, the cross country running I did kept me lean, short hair tousled and a two day stubble darkening my face.

Kim was behind me suddenly, looking around my shoulder at us in the mirror, one hand sliding over my hard abs, the other pressing a pill into my hand.

"Jesus, Kim!" I said, "I think I've had plenty of drugs for now!"

"You're going to need that," she said, her hand slipping from my abs down underneath the waistband of my drawstring pants.

I looked at the blue diamond shaped pill.

"Viagra?" I said.

"It's really more for me than you," she said. "And for Jenn and Molly. Jenn wanted me to tell you she said 'You're hers,' and that you really should take that."

I looked at Jenn. She smiled at me, eyebrows raising expectantly. The twins were both in form fitting fuzzy pajamas, now, Jenn in pink, Molly in black.

"I'm fine," I said, "I don't need boner pills, the three of you are more than hot enough to get it up!"

"Doctor's orders," she said, taking the pill and pressing it to my lips. "Thank me later." She handed me a bottle of water.

I sighed and accepted the pill, swallowing it. My sister smiled approvingly.

"Help me open up the table," she said.

Together, we popped the table up and made sure it was locked upright and stable.

"Soooo....." I said.

"What," she replied.

"I guess I'll see you later?" I ventured, not really knowing what to do with myself.

"You'll see me right now," she said, "I bought us all a massage."

A massage sounded wonderful.

"Ok," I said.

"I'll go get Eve," said Kim, prancing to the door to the hallway. Molly was at my sister's desk, rolling a joint, her fingers deft and precise.

I went through the bathroom to my room to grab a t-shirt. Jenn joined me, slipping her arms around me as I struggled into the t-shirt. Jenn looked up at me. My hands thrilled to feel her deliciously fuzzy pajamas, her body firm and trim underneath, pulsing with incandescent warmth.

"I want some of what you just gave your sister," she said, her dark eyes wide and earnest.

My heart jolted, mind's eye flashing images of my tongue rammed into my sister's butthole, fingers rudely spreading her pussy. I shuddered with the intensity of the recollection. Jenn's hand slipped beneath the back of my drawstring pants, her finger lazily tracing arcs downward.

"I want you to fuck me so hard I black out."

Blood pounded in my head, gushing down to my groin. Images of Kim's flushed face below me, her eyes half closed in ecstatic agony, fragrant sex parting for the throbbing head of my cock, cock buried to the hilt in her bare wet sex. Images half seen, half felt, strobed in memory, images of her tiny waist lifting off the bed as I drove my pounding cock into her snug vagina. I breathed shallowly, panting, echoing the exertion of the fucking I'd given her earlier.

I moaned, cock twitching in time with my heartbeat.

"Right now?" I said, wondering if I could perform.

Jenn smiled and glanced at my crotch. "Not yet." She pulled my head close to her mouth, whispering.

"Sucking your cock while your sister ate your ass is the hottest thing I've ever done." She shoved her tongue into my ear, hot wetness blotting out sound. I squirmed slightly as she tortured me.

"Hotter than eating your own sister's pussy?" I said, pulling away.

Jenn smiled, then furrowed her brow. "That's a really tough call."

We laughed.

Back in my sister's room Molly had a joint going. She drew on it slowly and deliberately, taking a monster hit, then passed it to me. 

As I raised it to my mouth, Molly stepped close to her sister, their bodies joining like puzzle pieces, kissing her. Jenn's hands roamed all over Molly's tight body, one pressing upward at her back, the other searching beneath the back of her pants. I could see their kiss deepen, their jaws working as their tongues met.

Jenn broke off, coughing, a cloud of smoke engulfing them. Molly laughed.

I hit the joint slowly, savoring everything about it, the neat wrap Molly had executed when rolling it, the crackle as it burned faster during my hit, the delicious greenness of the pot, the way it warmed my entire world and embraced my brain.

I sat down at my sister's desk, launching a downtempo mix of trip hop and future garage. Molly and Jenn grinned in approval at the sexy music.

I wonder what's taking Eve and Kim so long, I thought, adding more tracks to the playlist. Molly had flopped down on the bed with the joint and was lying on her back looking up into the mirror on the ceiling, eyes half closed, nodding to the beat of the music.

"Hey Ben," Jenn called out.

I joined her in the bathroom. She shut the door behind us.

"Quick, fuck my pussy," Jenn said.

"I don't think I'm ready yet, Jenn," I said. "I'm still trying to recover."

Jenn laughed. She opened the hamper.

"I wonder what's in here," she said, bending over to fish through dirty laundry. She came up a second later clutching three pairs of panties.

Kim's panties. Molly's. Hers. The ones they'd mopped each others' sopping cunts with a few minutes ago.

My heart stopped, then restarted with a thud, the roll crashing through my senses with warm pleasure.

Jenn lifted a pair to her face, closing her eyes.

"Your sister smells so fucking good, Ben," she said.

Jenn sniffed the crotch of my sister's panties, her face flushing pink as she drew breath through the cotton lining. I couldn't tear my eyes away from her.

She moaned. "Mmmmmnnnmnn," the noise escaping, not articulated, but freed from her.

"Oh god Ben," she said, "You have to smell this."

"I want to smell YOU," I said to Jenn, stepping close to her.

Jenn pressed her lithe body against me, her mound grinding firmly against my thigh. She sniffed my sister's cunt again through the crotch of the panties she'd lifted from my hamper, a sigh forcing its way from her hot mouth.

She kissed me softly, nipping my lips, her tongue teasing mine, one hand at the back of my head, fingers massaging my scalp.

Jenn broke away, leaning back with a smile as I sought her mouth again with mine, my arms encircling her waist. She smiled and stopped me with one hand, pressed my sister's panties to my nose with the other, the lining damp with discharge.

Jenn pressed my nose into soft, fragrant panty lining, firmly grasping my shaft. I gasped for breath through my sister's panty crotch, the smell of their sexes mixing, curling erotically through me.

My heart pounded and I closed my eyes. Kim's panties were ripe, fragrant with the womanly scent of a pussy freshly licked and fucked, an undercurrent of urine and a hint of her ass at the back, but the garment was dominated by the mixing of my sister's aroma and Jenn's own. It was a heady smell, an intoxicant, a drug. How could I ever live without this again?

Jenn's fingers circled my nipple softly, then pinched, rolling it rudely. Her other hand sought my cock. My back arched, my cock rising. She stroked and squeezed me, her hand causing detonations of pleasure to emanate from my cock, outward and upward into me, pill dissolving in my ass beginning to blow up in my nervous system, a ball of light glowing, trembling, pulsating and growing. I was balanced on the very edge of control, wanting so badly to just tip over and let it all go. Someone knocked at the bathroom door.

"May I come in?" called Eve.

Jenn looked up at me, giving my cock a hard squeeze.

"You're fucking MINE before anyone else, you understand?" she said, whispering. My heart pounded faster, I wanted so badly to lift her onto my cock and fuck her right then and there. My pulse was loud in my chest, the drug surging as I tried vainly to regain control, waves of pleasure cresting in my solar plexus, washing up through my chest and into my neck and head.

"I promise," I whispered, my voice hoarse.

Jenn tucked a pair of panties into my pocket, the other two into hers, then pulled me to her, her kiss lingering.

"Come in," she called to Eve, breaking away.

The door opened. Eve stepped in, looking around the shared bathroom. She frowned at the laundry on the floor near the hamper.

"How are the rolls?" she said, looking us up and down. I felt exposed, as though she were a scientist and I was her experiment. It left me speechless.

"Mmmmmm...." Jenn said, running her hands through her hair, jaw working minutely. "They're just so delicious, thank you!"

Eve strode to the toilet and looked at us.

"You mind?" her raised eyebrow seemed to say.

Jenn went back into the main bedroom.

I couldn't move, lingering, watching Eve wriggle out of the tight leather bottom of her vinyl catsuit. It was quite tight, and she struggled for just a second trying to get them over her full ass. She rocked her hips in a quick figure eight and shucked out of them, shimmying slightly as she lowered them, then skinned her black panties down after them as she sat on the toilet and pressed a hand between her legs to pee.

Eve regarded me silently, blue eyes locked with mine.

"You're as much of a deviant as your sister," she said. "Get out." Her stream tinkled, then thundered for a second as she bore down, peeing forcefully.

I averted my eyes, moving swiftly into my sister's bedroom. Eve shut the bathroom door behind me. The lock clicked securely.

The lights were dim and the stereo throbbed lazily, the air heavy with a sweet tang of pot smoke. My sister handed me the merrily blazing joint. I toked, coughing as it hit me. Jenn giggled.

"Holy moley!" I said, hitting it again, feeling euphoria explode throughout me. Jenn patted the bed next to her with her sweet hand. She lay in Molly's lap, touching herself, her hand in constant motion, her breath shallow, eyes fluttering.

I sat down facing Molly on the huge bed, leaned down and shotgunned the hit into Jenn's parted lips. She snared the back of my neck as our lips met, inhaling the hit quickly, turning her head and closing her eyes, then blew the hit up at Molly.

The bathroom door opened and Eve stepped out, her catsuit immaculate, a large black bow in her hair looking for all the world like cat ears. Her waist seemed impossibly small, her hips and bust generous. Around her waist was what looked like a holster for massage oils, along with a hand towel.

"You can't all be in here," she said.

"But," my sister protested.

"But nothing," Eve said, "I need you relaxed, and that means no distractions for either of us." She looked pointedly at Jenn, whose hands were rubbing at her sister's upper thighs, no pretense at anything platonic.

The twins and I were frozen, gaping at Eve and my sister. Wordlessly, I handed the rapidly shrinking joint to Molly, who took it, wide eyed, and toked it as though in a trance.

Jenn looked at me pointedly.

"Let's go back to your room, Ben," she said. "It's more comfortable there."

"You don't have to ask me twice," I said, grabbing the Wonder Woman lunchbox. We got up and moved quickly, piling through the bathroom.

Giggling, we swept into my room and closed the door. The room was mercifully dark and cool, computer still playing through my stereo, something languorous and jazzy, subwoofer filling the room. I sat, leaning back, chair embracing me, a kaleidoscope of feelings cascading through my mind.

Jenn dove on my bed, rolling across the comforter, ending up at the foot of my bed. I sat in my computer chair, swiveling around to face her. Molly was hot on her heels, curling around her sister, looking up at me.

"Did you get 'em?" said Molly to Jenn.

"We did," Jenn said, looking at me. I followed her gaze to my pocket, where my sister's panties bulged. I blushed.

Molly held her hand out expectantly. I pulled my sister's dirty panties from my pocket and handed them to her. Molly held them to her face, sniffing them like a connoisseur sniffs fine wine, obviously savoring the odor of our sisters' crotches. She looked intently at her Jenn.

Jenn got up and grabbed a glass from my desk, holding it out to me.

"Would you get me some water?" she said. I accepted the glass and went into the bathroom to fetch her a drink. The twins followed me, close behind.

"Are you guys seriously coming with me to get a glass of water?" I asked.

Jenn shoved me gently, urging me into the bathroom. As I filled the glass at the sink, the twins moved to the door to my sister's room, listening intently. I brought Jenn the glass of water, which she tipped back and smoothly drank most of it, handing it back for me to finish off.

The sensation of the water coursing through me reminded me that I was still rolling, and not just a little. I re-filled the glass and drank it down, my body exulting at the sensation, a fresh wave of confidence, happiness and togetherness filling me.

"I wonder what they're doing," Molly said, fidgeting.

Oh shit, I thought, is Molly going to be jealous all of a sudden?

"Probably getting a massage," I said, eyeing Jenn for support. Jenn looked at Molly, her expression frank. They shushed me and we crowded up to the door, straining our ears to listen. My sister groaned then, loud and urgent, then again, then once more, more guttural this time. The three of us looked at each other sheepishly. Those were pretty normal sounds for a massage, right?

That's not what I was imagining.

"Let's play Truth or Dare," Jenn said. Molly brightened and looked at me with shining eyes.

"Ok," I said.

We went back into my room and crowded onto my bed. I had a queen size bed, so we all fit fairly comfortably. Jenn fished in her pockets and threw two pair dirty panties on the bed. They didn't look like anything the three of them would wear, slightly larger and more full.

Molly snatched a pair up, swapping out the pair she'd been huffing, one hand at her bosom, squeezing and pinching. "I bet Eve's pussy smells like this," she said, looking at her sister.

"All dark and honeyed?"Jenn replied, smiling. "Yes," Molly said, her nostrils flaring at the yellow stains in the panty's lining, "like she cums in her underwear three times a day."

"Your mother has a sweet pussy, Ben," Molly said, smirking.

Floored, I gaped at the twins, mouth open, language failing me.

Molly handed Jenn my mother's soiled underwear, exchanging a look with her sister that set my mind on fire and flooded my dick with blood. Jenn buried her nose in my mother's used panties for a second, relishing the odor, then looked at me.

My sister's sex still lingered in my nose, the ghost of her sphincter throbbing on my tongue. A tingling flowed from the back of my scalp, raising the hair on the back of my neck expectantly.

"Truth or Dare, Molly?" I said. That got their attention.

The twins looked at each other.

"Truth," Molly said.

Jenn looked at her furiously.

"Dear Diary," Molly said, teasing.

"Fuck you," Jenn said, shoving her sister.

"I want to suck Ben off in front of his sister," recited Molly in a singsong voice.

Jenn blushed furiously. She lunged at Molly, knocking her back onto the bed, then kissed her sister hard, silencing her.




My Sister's Best Friends Ch. 03



"Molly," I said, "Truth: Tell me about your first time with my sister."

Jenn broke off from kissing her, panting. She looked down at Molly and slapped her face lightly.

"Yeah, tell us how you became a slut, Molly," Jenn said. Molly tossed her head defiantly at her sister who straddled her, now pressing both hands down on her breasts. Jenn's hips undulated on her sister's abs.

Molly arched her back and turned onto her side, then levered herself up on one elbow, Jenn tumbling off onto me. I caught her and she snuggled her warmth into me, my cock slotting lengthwise into her crack.

We wriggled for a minute, first to get comfortable, then Jenn began a slow circular motion, me thrusting into her, Jenn pressing her ass hard into my cock.

Sparks of purple light began to flare at the edges of my vision. I was softly feeling her up, my hand on her abs, pushing her shirt up to expose her trim midriff, then her pert breasts, their paleness adorned with nipples as pink as the inside of her vagina.

"The first time?" Molly said. "It started about a year ago when we were shopping."

Jenn looked at Molly. "Where was I?" she said.

Molly looked down and away and I caught a hint of shame and regret.

"We were fighting, you stayed at home."

Jenn blinked, cocking her head, then nodded.

"I remember. Right after you cut your hair short," she said.

"Yep," said Molly. "You said it made me look like a dyke, but I thought there was another reason behind you not liking it."

I regarded the twins quietly for a second.

"I love your hair, Molly," I said. Molly smiled.

"She didn't like it because it made us look different."

"Why would--"

"Anyway," Molly continued, cutting me off. "Me and Kim and Jenn had been hanging out a lot. In fact, your sister is the one who encouraged me to cut my hair short."

Something in my understanding of the three girls clicked into place.

"Jenn was irritated at me, so me and your sister decided to go shopping."

"You assholes had just been shopping the day before!" Jenn said. Clearly this was still a sore spot between the two.

"Yeah," Molly shot back, "But we hadn't gone shopping for negligee. So we went to the mall to shop for panties." She looked at me and laughed.

My eyebrows had shot up nd jaw dropped.

"Your first time with my sister was panty shopping?" I said.

Molly smiled at me and lifted an eyebrow. "You think guys like panties more than girls do? We'd been flirting for a while, I've had a huge crush on your sister for a long time, and I wanted to get her in a situation where...you know, things are sexy. Shopping for panties seemed like a good premise."

Jenn snorted. "Kinda obvious, dontcha think?" she said.

Molly leaned in to kiss Jenn, who turned her face away.

"I'm still mad at you about that," Jenn said.

Molly grabbed her sister by the jaw and planted a kiss directly on her lips, staring intensely into her twin's eyes.

"You think we can get past that now? I had my tongue in your pussy not more than an hour ago."

From behind Jenn, I could feel her pout, then her body respond as Molly's hand slipped under Jenn's shirt. The girl moaned softly.

"You didn't have to--"

"To what, find someone? We can't just--"

"Whatever," Jenn cut her off. "It's in the past."

I cleared my throat.

Molly looked up from Jenn's perky chest, shaking off her sister's vibes.

"So your sister is as much of a stoner as I am, we hot-boxed her car on the way to the mall. By the time we got there, we were baked off our asses. Your sister was wearing that tiny jean skirt and her little t shirt from youth group back in the day. I wore sunglasses so I could check her out on the way to the store. You know how she drives, likes to put her left foot up on the seat under her ass?"

I nodded, the image flaring in my memory. My sister had tortured me with that exact posture forever.

"Jesus Christ, Molly said, "she drives me absolutely crazy doing that. I remember she had little yellow cotton panties on. They were old and the elastic was shot, and I could see everything. I'd seen her in the showers after practice, but there were always other people around, and this was the first time I could really look at her pussy without anyone else watching me."

Jenn shifted her ass against me, her hips arching, so that my cock was squeezed between her ass cheeks. She paused for a second to rub her little rosebud down against the underside of my cock head, then slid her ass down so that my balls were pressed against the top of her ass, my dick wedged against her back. Blood pounded in my head, singing through my body as my cock demanded more, swelling and pulsating.

"Anyway, we smoked a whole joint on the way there, so by the time we got there I had a major case of cottonmouth and we stopped at the food court for a soda. I remember the guys checking us out gave both of us a major case of the giggles. You know how retarded you guys can get when you're checking girls out, don't you?" Molly said.

"Retarded is pretty much default setting when it comes to beautiful girls," I said, agreeing.

Jenn's hand was between her legs, reaching down past her crotch to rub my balls. I don't know if the Viagra was kicking in or just hormones, but my cock felt like some kind of deadly weapon, hard as I've ever been, yet somehow with each pulse seeming to grow larger.

The twins laughed, Jenn giving me a squeeze. Hand up her shirt, I squeezed back, a rigid nipple contrasting with the milky smoothness of her breast. Her skin delicate, almost translucent. I kissed her ear, running my tongue lightly around the edge, teasing her as I worked deeper into it.

Jenn moaned softly, closing her eyes.

Molly went on. "Victoria's Secret was empty aside from a sales girl and a girl at the register--"

"Were they hot?" I asked, the blood rushing into my head almost drowning out my own voice.

"Aren't they usually?" She replied. "Yeah, they were definitely hotties, but they aren't pushy. We had a blast shopping. Every time I'd find something she'd like, I held it up to her and said that she should try it on."

"Subtle," Jenn pouted. I kissed her neck and shoulder soothingly to bring her into the spirit of the story and was rewarded with her ass grinding on my rigid cock and a little gasp.

"So we had a few things to try on and I asked the salesgirl to let us into the changing rooms and she gives us the key. I was nervous as hell, not to mention seriously baked, and I'm just standing there all awkward waiting on her to try shit on."

Jenn giggled and I smiled, it was a pretty funny mental image. Nothing like awkwardly waiting for someone in public while you're freshly stoned.

"Your sister comes back out, and she's wearing something that I picked. I didn't think she'd go for it, but I figured why not give it a shot?"

My mouth was dry all of a sudden.

"What was it?" I said. Jenn's hips went into overtime at this, and I could hear her breathing more rapidly, and shallow.

"It was this little light pink teddy with black lace trim and a matching thong. She came out wearing it, standing right in front of those three mirrors at the back of the dressing rooms, you know, the tall ones that are angled you can see most everything if you turn just a bit?"

I swallowed, picturing it. I knew the teddy she was talking about, I'd seen it in the hamper and when we'd done laundry together.

"Yeah," I croaked.

"So she says, 'How does it look?' knowing it looked fucking amazing," Molly said, looking up and to the left dreamily, remembering. "I said she looked great, but wasn't sure about the ass."

Jenn's hand moved from her slow massage of my balls to her crotch. As she listened, she slowly rubbed herself, her hips moving in response, seeking pleasure from her hand, her ass and sex grinding into my cock for an entirely different feeling. I felt sanity trying to escape, and realized I might not be able to make it stay with me.

"She turned around," Molly continued, "and bent over, just enough that I could see her ass and her little panties. So I smacked her ass. She giggled and pushed me, and I pushed her back. Then when she went to push me again, I moved back, and she fell into me. Her tits felt great pressing against mine. I was holding her, and I didn't let go. We looked at each other, it felt like forever. My heart was pounding so hard I just knew she could hear it. I remember her lips were parted just slightly and before I could stop myself, I kissed her."

A groan escaped Jenn, and I felt her hips shudder as she came.

"Your turn, Ben," said Molly.

"WHAT?!" I said. "You're supposed to tell us about the first time you and Kim had sex!"

"No," said Molly, "I was supposed to tell you about our first time. That was our first kiss."

"Cheater!" said Jenn, wriggling her hips against my cock in frustration. Fireworks of sub orgasmic bliss burst just outside my field of vision.

Molly laughed and laughed.

"Your turn, Jenn. Truth or Dare?"

Jenn squeezed me.

"Dare," she said, looking intently into my eyes.

Molly smiled knowingly.

"Jenn," she said formally, "I want you to fuck Ben until his eyes roll back in his head and his toes curl."

The purple sparks at the edge of my vision popped, a fireworks show now. Every sense was magnified, but touch was now overpowering every other. I felt the Viagra stir in my groin.

Jenn sat up and nudged me onto my back with one knee, straddling me, grinding her pubis into my cock. I was paralyzed, completely under her control.

She wriggled on me, leaning back, her legs spread, her hole lewdly open, smearing the juices of her labia up and down my crotch. Leaning forward, she squeezed my hips and whipped off her top, pert breasts springing proudly free.

I moaned loudly, reality receding as the feel of her young sex on mine dominated my universe. I felt hands rubbing my head, massaging me, then move down to my chest, rubbing sensuously.

Jenn reached down between her legs and untied my pants, then with a sweeping motion, moved down between my legs, my pants coming down with her. My cock sprang free, bobbing with my heartbeat, rigid to the point of pain, head glistening.

Above me, I heard Molly draw breath sharply.

"Got your phone, sis?" Jenn said, "Tape this. I want Kim to see her brother fuck me harder than he fucks her."

What felt like a gallon of blood rushed into my cock and some weird garble escaped my throat.

"UHHGGGGNNN," I said, hips thrusting. Jenn caught me by my stem.

Jenn looked down and smiled at me with half lidded eyes, smoldering, then looked up at her twin.

Molly had her phone out, taping.

Jenn looked at the lens.

"Kim, I love you, but after this, Ben will be mine."

Suddenly I felt the slippery heat of Jenn's little mouth take my cock deep into her throat, tongue undulating, as she sucked deeper down than should have been possible. She gagged a bit as my control failed me and I grabbed her head and fucked her mouth, but recovered, grabbing my hips and opened up to let me use her, my hips lifting off the bed in need.

Wet noises and suction were the only language Jenn could speak, spit hanging in ropes from her chin, her eyes wide as I took her throat.

She shoved my hips back down, gasping for air, tears running down her cheeks. I froze, trying to remain still to avoid the wrath I imagined.

Instead, she growled and swept a handful of ropy spittle from her mouth and jaw, stroking my upright shaft with it, handling me roughly. She looked me straight into my eyes as she jacked me hard, daring me to cum without fucking her.

"Come on, Ben, cum for me. Cum so you and Kim get to have all the fun."

I jerked, violently throwing her off me onto the bed. Fuck that.

Molly moved back to catch the action on her phone. I shook my head, shaking Molly out of my awareness. There is no camera, my pride said, there is only Jenn's cumming.

Jenn started to sit up to get at my cock again. I shoved her back down on the bed, her cheeks flushed, her lips parting. I used a knee to spread her legs wide and leaned in to kiss her, the shaft of my cock pressed hard against the apex of her vulva, rubbing against her clit through tight fuzzy pajamas. My mouth found hers, rough, hungry, she responding with a ferocity that surprised me....even scared me a little.

Jenn's mouth worked mine from below, her hips surging, grinding. Her kiss was insistent, hard and open, her tongue frantic, mouth sucking my lips and tongue, then opening to me, to gasp for air, allowing my ravenous lips to bear down on her, wet and obscene.

She pulled my head down to the soft spot where her neck joined her shoulder.

"I want you to fuck me," Jenn whipered, throat raw, "and when I tell you, shove your sloppy cock into my sister's mouth. Fuck her throat until she can't breathe, Ben."

The noise I made wasn't language of any kind.

Jenn kissed me hard, wriggling free of her pajama pants and wet panties, grabbing my dick and rubbing its head up and down her spread labia until she found the hole, then did a trick with her hips that took the head of my cock into her with one swift move.

She paused, slowing and breaking off our kiss, her hips moving so minutely an observer would never notice, but which focused my entire reality on the heat and wetness of her pussy, the pulsing of her vagina and the scent of our fucking.

I tried to lunge forward and fuck her, but she caught me in her strong hand.

"Can you do that, Ben?" Jenn asked, a tiny grunt escaping.

"Yes," I groaned into her neck.

She released me, allowing me to drive my cock deeply into her velvet hole. I sank in all the way, our pubis' mashing together, her clit grinding on me, flipping side to side like a switch on the base of my cock.

I kept my cock buried in Jenn, looking directly into Molly's camera.

"Molly, Jenn wants your sex. Spread yourself and let her eat you."

Molly quivered, her hips rocking, keeping the camera trained on me. "UHHMMnnnGg," she said, and pulled her stretchy pajama bottoms off with one thumb, rising to step out of them. She quickly dropped to a crouch, cameraphone trained first on my cock splitting her sister, then on her own wet sex.

Jenn's nails dug into my back. "You better fuck me right now," she growled.

The first stroke was a little clumsy, I was still trying to hold in my cum. As Jenn's unreasonably tight pussy relinquished the head of my cock with an almost audible pop, I propped myself up on one arm and looked down into her face. Jenn was flushed bright red, her dark eyes fixed on me, eyelids fluttering with sensory overload. I felt her vagina pulse around my cock.

I drove into her snug hole, her vagina clenching around me, squeezing reflexively as I worked into her.

Jenn's hips rose to meet me. I lifted her up onto my cock, fucking her into place. We ground together, our sexes meeting sloppily, squishing noises reminding us what we were there to do. I fucked her hard and fast, no caution, no worries about cumming too soon, just fucking for me, selfishly.

Kim's best friend fucked me back, as though I was her messiah and our coupling her worship. I felt her come, now, again, again, over and over. Her sex contracted, squeezing me tight, releasing, squeezing, now releasing again. I thought it was impossible to take her harder or faster.

I was wrong.

"Suck his cock, Molly," I heard a distant voice say. Jenn rode me hard four or five times, then cruelly her pussy was gone, my cock jerking in dismay.

Molly suddenly jerked me and sucked me hard into her opening throat, gulping sounds of hungry passion echoing above the music.

My orgasm into her throat was a consecration, though her of me or the other way I could not be sure.

I collapsed, heaving, sweat pouring down my face, my chest, my cock still twitching and dribbling come.

Jenn looked up at me, sweaty, lips parted, panting. Molly was just above, licking her lips, cum leaking from the corner of her mouth, phone still recording.

Molly handed me her phone. Hand shaking I took it and framed her gorgeous face and tracked her as she softly kissed her sister. On the screen I could see her tongue slip into Jenn's mouth, teasing her twin's lips open. I saw a rivulet of cum slide down into Jenn's mouth before I blacked out.

I drifted.

"Ok Ben, truth or dare?" Jenn asked. As I came to, opening my eyes, Jenn was watching me.

I hesitated. My sister had told Molly about my panty stealing. What else had she told her?

"Dare," I said.

"OOOOH" said the twins.

They looked at each other smiling brightly. Molly leaned over and whispered in Jenn's ear. Jenn looked over at me, her face lighting up.

"Ben, we dare you to go into your sister's room and find out what they're doing," she said, then took a huge breath and held it waiting for my response.

My mind immediately flitted to my sister's webcam, heart racing. I knew I'd have plenty of footage to watch later, but letting the twins know I'd been taping them secretly? Probably not the best idea.

"Ooooook," I said. "You mean just barge in on them?"

"It doesn't matter HOW you do it," Molly said, "the dare is to get a peek in there and see what's up."

I nodded, thinking.

"Lemme go check in the bathroom," I said, "and see if the door is cracked."

I got up, my rigid dick tenting in those drawstring pants. The bathroom was a whole new world, fluorescent lights glaring. The door was most definitely closed tight. My ear up close to the door, I listened. First I heard a grunt from Eve, then a moan from my sister, my mind conjuring conflicting images of Eve roughly fingering my sister, versus Eve giving her a professional massage. Which was it?

Now to find a way to get the door open in a way that they couldn't cover up or hide what's going on.

I stood for a second in the bathroom, pondering.

My heart almost stopped as Eve barged in and froze, looking at me. She looked at me expectantly.

I craned my neck to peer into my sister's dim room. My sister lay face down on the massage table, a chaste white towel draped over her buttocks.

"I'll do you next," Eve said. She filled a glass of water at the sink and went back to join my sister, leaving the door cracked behind her.

I remained very still, waiting to see if she'd come back and close the door all the way.

She didn't. I carefully peered through the crack in the door. As my eyes adjusted, the room resolved, sight matching sound. Eve was rubbing oil into my sister's shoulders and neck, working it into her skin, my sister moaning and gasping short breaths as Eve worked. Her face was close to my sister, concentrating.

Out of nowhere, I felt like someone was watching me. I shook my head and looked around the bathroom. The door to my room was cracked, but the door to the hallway was shut. What the hell? I stepped close to the door to my room and peered in.

The twins were kissing, Jenn's hands moving through Molly's closely cropped hair, their familiarity so tender, so loving. I couldn't look away.

Jenn spotted me and broke off the kiss, beckoning to me.

"WELL?" she said.

"Eve's giving her a massage, door is cracked," I said.

The girls sprang to their feet, hastily trying to disentangle from each other, almost falling as they crowded into the bathroom with me.

"Be quiet, you goofballs," I said in a harsh whisper. They calmed down and tiptoed to the door to peek. As they hunched by the door, it opened suddenly and Eve was standing there, arms crossed.

"Just can't give her any privacy," Eve said with a smile and a tilted eyebrow.

"Well, go ahead and join her, something tells me she's ready for some company." She was looking directly at me, but I could tell her words were meant for the twins, who scampered past her into my sister's room. Eve closed and locked the door behind them.




My Sister's Best Friends Ch. 03



Her gaze trapped me, pinning me where I stood. She held her attache and her holster of massage oils.

"Your turn," she said, advancing. I backed away from her into my bedroom.

Eve followed me, looking around. My eyes were fixed on her. Even in my darkened room she stood out, her pale skin in stark contrast to the vinyl catsuit she wore. The music throbbed, dark and sexy.

"Have a seat," she said, pulling out a wooden chair that was sitting against the wall by my window. I sat.

"Take off your shirt," Eve said. I obeyed without hesitation, pulling my T-shirt over my head, my shirt hanging halfway. As I struggled to free myself from my own clothing, I heard Eve lock my bedroom door, the one to the hall.

Freed, I cocked my head, looking at her. "I don't get a table massage?"

"No, honey, I don't need a table for what I'm about to do." She was on me suddenly, straddling my knees, her breasts pressing hard into my chest. I felt her grab my hands and with a practiced, deft movement pull them behind my back, something cold and metallic clicking into place.

Handcuffs. What the fuck? My pulse doubled and I felt panic tap me on the shoulder to let me know it was there.

"What the fuck?" I said. Eve leaned back and slapped me briskly on the face. I reared back, opening my mouth to shout. With one hand she grabbed me just under the jaw, with the other, she stuffed something in my mouth.

My eyes bulged and I shook my head back and forth, rearing away from her.

Panties.

Eve's hand caressed my face and she made soothing noises.

"I'm not going to hurt you, Ben. In fact, most of this will feel pretty good."

She stood, vinyl creaking. Pumping oil onto her hand, she coated my chest and then worked it into my abs, shoulders and neck.'.

I watched Eve sit down at my computer and open a browser. From her massage holster she pulled a towel, wiping massage oil from her hands. I craned my neck to see what she was doing. She was downloading the same webcam software I'd installed on my both my machine and my sister's earlier.

"I think you'll like this, you little pervert," she said, not bothering to look at me. The download finished and she launched the file.

As the installation launched, a dialog box popped up.

"Already installed? Oh Ben, you're making this too easy," she said, looking back at me.

A webcam browser opened, the dim interior of my sister's room resolving. Points of blue and white light asserted themselves, then my sister and the twins. They were on my sister's bed, gently massaging each other, lost in music and touch, adrift in post orgasmic bliss and chemical euphoria.

They were taking, but the music drowned out most of what was said.

Eve looked back at me.

"I'm happy that the four of you have each other. You are all quite...scrumptious little morsels."

I raised my chest at her, defiant, straining to free myself.

"Oh, quiet yourself," Eve said. She reached back and pulled the chair I was cuffed in right next to her.

Eve untied the drawstring to my pants. Her hand glided up my abs to my chest, then back down, spreading oil from my chest down to my abs, her fingers expertly massaging me, ripples of delicious pleasure following her touch. Unwillingly, I arched my back, wanting more of her touch. She pushed the waistband of my pajamas down, my tapering abs flowing into my pubis, my cock trying to spring free.

The panic rising in my chest disagreed violently with my cock's eagerness until Eve's strong hand was gripping the base, squeezing, stroking my shaft smoothly. She seemed to know the perfect time to work the head of my dick, then ease off. My eyes rolled back in my head, blinding me with pleasure, the panic easing up, overtaken by pleasure, the roll in my ass fully lighting my nervous system with ecstatic energy.

My eyes fluttered open.

On screen, Molly was kissing my sister's neck from behind, her hands all over my sister's breasts. Jenn was in Kim's lap looking up, kissing her belly every now and then.

Part of my brain was still in panic mode. I worked my jaw to try and dislodge the panties Eve had stuffed in my mouth. She looked up at me and shook her head, stroking my cock extra hard and quick.

"I wish you wouldn't make this hard on yourself, Ben," she said. With her free hand, she drew a roll of masking tape from her attache, releasing my cock to tear off a length. Eve's eyes were intense and totally sober as she taped my mouth off.

She swiveled away, the panic returning. My cock twitched and throbbed futilely, missing her oiled hand.

Drying her hand on the towel again, Eve started exploring my computer. First my browser history, an eyebrow raising as she saw my sister's porn browsing echoed in mine.

"This looks familiar. Interesting," she said to herself.

I watched her manipulate my computer in dismay, she really knew her way around. She logged into each of my primary social media accounts, then my primary email, then started digging through my hard drive.

She found porn right away, scanning through titles. I saw her taking screen shots. She looked back at me.

"I have to admit I'm a little disappointed. I was hoping for something a little more kinked than this stuff."

On screen Jenn pulled my sister's pants off.

I was incredulous, but could only express myself with my eyebrows and shoulders, shrugging and trying to convey sarcasm with my eyebrows.

"Here it is," Eve said.

A folder popped up on my monitor.

"I had a feeling when you already had this webcam app installed."

I heard the double-click of the mouse in her hand.

The file of Kim fucking Molly launched. Eve skipped through for the highlights, then paused the player, looking at me.

"Does your sister know you have that file, Ben?" she asked.

I heard her double-click the mouse again, saw another window blossom. She clicked ahead in the video. I was suddenly onscreen, the ouroboros tattoo on my right shoulder clearly visible and prominent. My sister was sitting on her bed, the twins dancing very close together. Onscreen, I saw myself sit down and trade my sister a packed bowl for a bottle of water.

Eve watched my sister hit the bowl.

She skipped forward again. I was eating Jenn's ass. Another skip. My sister was eating my ass, Jenn barely visible beneath me. Another skip and I had my tongue in Molly's ass.

In the browser window, I could see my sister pull two fingers out of my asshole, then shove her tongue back there. I squirmed fitfully, handcuffed in my chair.

I was horrified that a stranger was seeing my sister finger my ass, but more than anything I wanted the cuffs gone, my dick was crying out for release.

On screen I saw me tonguing my sister's butthole, the squirming of her hips obvious through the high resolution webcam. 'I parted the cheeks of her ass, tongue ferociously working her anus. Then, very deliberately, I shoved a pill up her ass

The roll in my system exploded then, filling me with a fountain of light. Thought began to leave me. Eve maximized the browser, my 32" monitor showing me shove my cock right into my sister's open vagina.

I moaned through the panties she'd taped into my mouth.

She'd paused the video right at the point where you could see both me and my sister clearly. She took another screen shot and saved it.

"Oh Ben," Eve sighed. "I couldn't have asked for more than this. I was hoping to find some creep shots of your sister in here, maybe some weird porn. I was going to install some that spy cam app and hopefully get something good."

"I never imagined you'd tape yourself doing drugs and fucking your sister."

I gaped in horror.

She turned away, performing functions on my computer rapidly, windows popping up and disappearing. She seemed to find a stopping place, a dialog box showing files uploading.

"I'm going to take out your gag in a second," she said, resting her hand on my balls, rubbing softly.

There was still plenty of oil lubricating me, and against my will I surged into her hand.

The file finished uploading.

"Promise you won't scream?"

TO BE CONTINUED... 



My Sister's Best Friends Ch. 04



Eve leaned in, full eyelashes framing her deep blue eyes.

"Promise not to scream?" she repeated. Her oiled hand had the base of my cock gripped tightly, fingers firm and slippery, stroking minutely as she stared into my eyes.

I nodded, tensing, the cuffs digging into my wrists behind me. Eve yanked the tape off my mouth with one quick gesture, working my cock hard as she did. My cock spasmed and throbbed, the pressure pulsing deep in my loins, my balls almost vibrating with impending pleasure.

I breathed deeply through my nose. Eve held her hand out.

"Go ahead, spit out those panties," she said.

I worked my jaw and pushed them out with my tongue. They dropped into Eve's waiting hand, sodden. I stretched my mouth, jaw sore.

She laid a finger on my lips, shushing me.

"Don't worry, Ben, if you cooperate, you'll be just fine."

"What the hell do you want, Eve?" I said.

"I want what you want, Ben," she said. "I want a little window on Kim's world."

"You need to blackmail me for that?" I said.

"No, but doesn't it make it more fun?" she said, smiling wickedly, stroking me expertly. My cock was fully erect and throbbing in her hand. I wanted nothing more than to escape the cuffs and figure out what to do about the files she'd stolen, but my body wasn't cooperating, my hips bucking, betraying me, my pre cum spilling over her hand.

On my computer monitor behind Eve, facing me, I saw my sister and the twins caressing each other, tangled in a pile on my sister's bed, oblivious to the webcam on them, oblivious to the fact I was absent and shackled in the room almost right next to them. Kim was in the middle, Molly and Jenn on either side of her in constant movement.

Eve followed my eyeline to the girls writhing together on my computer.

"I only have one rule: When I give you a directive, you follow it. I won't make this difficult for you, I want to get what I want without you rebelling, but I assure you I won't tolerate disobedience. Is that clear?"

Stubbornly, I clamped my mouth shut.

She arched one perfect eyebrow, tilting her head at me.

"Ok." Eve reached over to my desk, grabbing my phone. It was unlocked. Eve scrolled through my address book, tilting the screen so I could see her export all my contacts and email them to herself.

She pointed my phone at me.

"Smile!" she said brightly, and snapped a few shots.

I gaped at her as she brought up my phone's gallery. One was a headshot of me looking disheveled. The other showed my bare torso, glistening with oil. The next was a long shot of me bound to the chair, cock rigid.

"Let's say 'hi' to Mom and Dad, ok Ben?" she attached the headshot to a text and thumbed out a text.

"HAVING FUN HERE, HOPE THINGS ARE GOING GOOD WITH YOU GUYS. LOVE BEN," it said.

All caps. Such an obvious cry for help...and one my folks wouldn't decode in a million years.

Eve pressed send. The text whooshed away.

On screen, my sister's head was thrown back, Molly sucking a nipple, Jenn's hand between her legs..

"Ok ok," I said, mind racing. "Explain the rules."

"Today," she said, "We're going to have fun. Kim told me earlier how much you like dirty panties, so I brought you a present."

Confused, I wrinkled my forehead at her.

"Relax, Ben. I'm not interested in hurting you or outing you to your parents. I think what you and your sister have is sweet....and from the looks of those videos, very fucking hot. You and I have a lot in common."

"Like what?" I said, my Viagra filled shaft aching for her hand again.

"You're a voyeur, Ben, and you get off on danger. You like to steal panties. You like to sniff the sex left on them after they're worn. You lust after your sister, and you lust after the twins."

I shrugged, acknowledging it.

"We have all those things in common, Ben. In fact, one of your first assignments will be to bring me the filthiest panties you can find from each girl. I'll need to see them on the webcam, and I'll need them to be soaked."

"You already have that!" I said, "I have all three of their panties right here!"

I didn't need the image of the panties the girls had given to me flashing in my mind's eye to remind me of the smell each girl left on the sodden crotch of her panties as she had been fingered, eaten, teased and fucked in them, I could still smell each of them, their private scents lingering deliciously in my nose, clinging to my damp mouth and face.

Eve leaned in, hand slipping down the length of my cock, her fingers working oil into my balls, sliding down underneath them and pressing upward.. On the monitor behind her, my sister was on her back, Jenn straddling her face, Molly between her legs.

I groaned.

"Those were a gift to you, Ben. There's no risk in you getting them...and I want my own."

Her hand was between her legs now, slowly but firmly masturbating through her pants.

My back was arched as far as it could go, her hand exquisite on my oiled cock. She brought me to the edge, then squeezed the head of my cock firmly, staving off orgasm right as I was about to explode..

"For instance, you'll be bringing me her next pair of running panties, her next pair of masturbation panties, and the next pair you finger her and fuck her in."

Goddammit, she's really robbing me here, I thought, hips quavering as she firmly held down my cum, then stroked me softly back to full erection. But what could I do? My folks knew I smoked a little pot now and then, but shoving a pill up my sister's ass? My sister's tongue deep in mine? Probably not the best thing for them to know.

The sudden knowledge then, that I already had fantasies about each and every pair of those fragrant used panties she mentioned, brought me to the edge. I was almost there, yet confused, did I want to cum in her hand or should I be resisting?

Her eyes caught me, pinned me, her slick hand squeezing and tugging and sliding all over my cock. She had me just below my cock head, her movements short and sure, keeping me teetering on the brink of an orgasm.

"You will make sure they're all fragrant and lovely. You will make sure you pay attention to her ass. You will do this in full view of yours or her webcam."

I panted, feeling crazed with desire and mad with fear and unease, struggling to focus on how to deal with this mad situation.

Tunnel vision began to crowd the edges of my sight and I grunted at the surge of my onrushing orgasm.

Eve squeezed hard underneath the head of my cock and pushed down with her other thumb. I felt the orgasm shudder within me, struggle, then back down reluctantly. A large dollop of pre cum slid down my aching shaft.

She wiped her hand on her towel again and thumbed a text on her phone.

"Remember our bargain, Ben. That part is between me and you. What's about to happen is entirely your sister's idea."

Eve sent the text. Nothing happened for a few seconds, then, on my computer speakers, I heard a text land on my sister's phone. On my monitor, I saw my sister lift her head from between Molly's thighs and look around, then scoop up her phone.

She propped herself up on one elbow between Molly's legs, thumbing absently at Molly's clit as she read Eve's text.

I could see Kim's body language change as the text registered, sitting straight up and tugging her shirt back down over her spectacular breasts.

"Ben's ready for us," she said to the twins.

Jenn came into frame from where she'd been straddling her sister's face, tugging on her pajama pants. Molly sat up, flushed and disheveled, groping around for her shirt. The three girls donned their pajamas and fixed their hair.

Eve muted and minimized the webcam browser window, then unlocked the bathroom door and entered. I heard her open the door to Kim's room.

"We're ready for you," Eve said.

They all trooped into my room. Their hair was tousled, and their lips were raw and glistening. The three of them looked me up and down, Molly and Jenn wrinkling their foreheads quizzically, my sister smiling slightly, a look of hungry anticipation lighting her face.

The woman in the catsuit grabbed the back of my chair and swung me around to face the bed. My erection, which had been subsiding a bit, came back full force as my sister reclined, eyes fixed on me, legs spreading. Molly slipped her hand down Kim's abdomen, her fingers exploring under the tight waistband of her pajamas.

"Hands to yourselves, girls," said Eve. Molly sulked, pulling her hands away from my sister's crotch, fingers going to her nose, her other hand caressing first her pert breasts, then moving to her own sex.

"Ben will be in charge here," she continued, eyes locked on Kim's.

"You three listen to what he wants."

"I want out of these fucking cuffs," I said.

"All in good time," said Eve, smiling at my sister and handing her a pair of black satin panties.

Kim inspected the panties and looked up at Eve.

"Yours?" she said.

"Mine," said Eve, smiling through her lashes, one eyebrow arched at my sister.

Kim's gaze was locked on me, molten as she sniffed the crotch of Eve's panties, closing her eyes as Eve's cum scent flooded her nose.

"Come on, Ben, tell us what to do!" she moaned.

"Was this your idea?" I said.

"Yes," she said, "you need payback for peeping and for stealing my panties. This way we all get what we want."

"Except you, maybe," she said, her eyes teasing.

"You said you wanted me to peep on you," I said.

"Yup," she said, "but it was still naughty to peep on your sister and smell her panties."

She brought Eve's panties to her nose again, eyes rolling back in her head as she drew the dark haired woman's private scent deeply through the black fabric. Kim looked up at me, turning the crotch of Eve's panties out so I could see the off white stains of her womanly cum.

"She smells so fucking hot, Ben," said my sister, smiling wickedly, leaning back on my bed.

Goddammit, I thought, my hips arching involuntarily, I want...I want...

"Jenn, I want you to kiss your sister," I managed.

Jesus Christ, I wanted a hell of a lot more than to see Jenn kissing her sister, I wanted my cock in their mouths, in their little slippery pussies, I wanted to taste them all, their little sexes, their tiny little pink forbidden assholes, I wanted their scent coating my face.

The cuffs were hard and a bit sharp on my wrists.

Jenn slid across my comforter and leaned across my sister to caress Molly's face. Molly sighed as her sister's fingers massaged her temples, then pushed into her hair. Her lips parted slightly, and she closed her eyes.

Their lips met gently, mouths opening softly into each other's. Jenn's tongue slipped inside Molly's waiting mouth and they kissed passionately, Molly caressing her sister's face, opening her eyes just as her sister did, their dark gazes meeting, melting, breaking off as they moaned in unison, eyes rolling back in their heads, closing, heads tilting back. pausing a beat, then back at each other fiercely, nipping, sucking lips, tongues wanton, sloppy and randy.

My sister's hips undulated as she tried valiantly to keep her hands off the twins. The hand clutching Eve's panties hand went immediately to her tits, then back to her face, smearing her panties all over her face, sniffing and huffing, then exhaling deeply. Kim's other hand went to her mound, cupping and caressing herself, spreading herself through her panties with her index and ring fingers, her middle finger circling and rubbing her clit, then digging into her hole, rubbing around and around, pushing into her cloth covered sex, the wet spot on her panty crotch growing as her arousal soaked through the cotton lining.

"UNNNHHHH," she said, "SO FUCKING HOT."

Eve stood at the head of my bed, hands on hips, looking at me expectantly. She glanced at my sister. Kim was rubbing all over herself now, pushing her shirt up over her full and firm tits, their peaks crowned with hard brown nipples, her areolae puffy and engorged..

"Ah ah," she chided, shaking her finger at Kim, "wait for instructions."

The twins were lost in each other's kiss. I could tell Kim was frustrated, but she very deliberately forced her hands still by her side, Eve's crumpled underwear clutched in her left hand. She caught my eye and one eyebrow twitched. Her nostrils flared as she stared at me, her lips parting slightly, breath coming hard and shallow.

I wonder what she wants, I thought. I found it unlikely she'd want me over the beautiful dark haired twins, who were tongue fucking each others' mouths directly above her, even more unlikely she'd prefer me over Eve, so voluptuous and in control. A spike of electric jealously stabbed me in the gut.

"Kim, take your pajamas off. Leave your panties on," I said. Beneath the arch formed by the twins' embrace, my sister complied, wiggling out of her pajamas. Her tummy was toned, tapering elegantly into her damp underwear, its crotch splitting her swollen vulva..

At the head of the bed, Eve's attention was entirely on my sister, her eyes on Kim's face, drinking in her flushed beauty, roaming to her proud tits, then the lines of her tummy as it drew to the V of her pubis. I scooted my chair to the right a bit for a better view. Eve didn't notice.

"You can touch yourself now," I said, feeling heat rise in my body, gaze lapping up my sister's glory, her sex red and wet and partly open in front of me behind the thin wet crotch of her underwear, the lust on her face as clear as the throbbing erection springing from my lap. 

Kim didn't waste any time, rubbing her clit through her panties, hips writhing, sniffing deeply through Eve's dirty panties.

"MMMHMMMMNNNN," she said, gasping for air, rubbing her sex through her panties, then tugging them aside, dipping her finger into her wet hole, spreading it up and around her labia, lubricating her clit as she alternated between frigging herself and fucking her moist pussy slow and deliberate, catching my eye as she spread herself lewdly.

Above her, the sisters were locked in something more than a kiss. Molly nipped Jenn's lower lip and sucked it into her mouth, then lightly ran her tongue across her sister's upper lip, teasing her mouth open. She grabbed the back of her sister's head and opened her mouth greedily, licking and fucking her sister's mouth with her tongue, their movements unconcerned with anyone other than the two of them. Wet, sucking and kissing noises filled the room, interspersed with the sound of girls sighs, their breath coming in shallow pants and gasps, lips growing more swollen, more red as the sisters devoured each others' mouths in a taboo embrace.

The roll in my system began to build again with my frustration, urgency building with my pulse, with every throb in my rigid cock. God I needed release.

I thought about the book on lockpicking in my desk drawer and the bobby pins in the drawer below. I inched closer to my desk and reached out with my fingers.

Eve's attention was alternately focused on my sister's hand working her clit hard and fast, then her gorgeous face, mouth open, eyes rolled back in her head, a wet spot on the crotch of her panties growing as Kim sought orgasm.

I pulled my lower desk drawer open and lifted my shoulders up as much as I could, dropping my cuffed hands into the recess of the desk, searching for a bobby pin. I knew I had a few, I'd been practicing lockpicking for years, it was a soothing hobby, an interesting and satisfying way to pass the time.

I'd practiced unlocking cuffs with bobby pins a million times, but it now occurred to me I'd never tried it with my hands cuffed behind my back...or on increasing amounts of arousal, drugs and adrenaline.

Or fear.

But Eve was bent over my bed now, her face close to my sister's crotch, Kim pulling her panties aside to expose her bright pink sex against her toned skin. I knew the humid, sweet odor of my sister's sex would be filling Eve's nostrils, her perfectly shaved mound calling to be licked and sucked, her lips begging to be spread, her hole glistening and her essence dribbling down into the recesses of her ass. If she truly had a thing for my sister, Eve wouldn't notice a fucking thing I was doing once her tongue was buried in Kim's fragrant fuck hole.

I heard my sister moan gutturally, but I could see nothing but the back of Eve's head, her ponytail bobbing as she began to eat my sister's pussy right in fucking front of me.

I felt some odds and ends in my desk drawer, then a piece of paper heavier and stiffer than the rest, my fingers skirting its edge. I found a few bobby pins clipped to it and pulled one, shutting the drawer as quietly as I could.

As I tried to unbend the bobby pin, I watched my sister masturbate wantonly into Eve's face rocking her hips, spreading herself obscenely. Above them, Molly and Jenn kissed, sisters tongues slipping and probing, exploring each others' identical mouths, lipstick smeared, saliva glistening, hands grabbing each other wantonly. They were almost vertical now, their tits pressed up against each other.

Below, Kim lifted her hips, opening herself to Eve's kiss. I thought I saw Eve's tongue as she ate my sister out, but I knew I had to be mistaken, no tongue could possibly be that long.

My cock throbbed, my hips strained, desperate to bury us in an orifice, any one that was being worked, that was right in front of us, my sister's pussy, red and open now, squishing as she held her panties down and frigged herself, Jenn's lips, so hungry and wet, devouring her sister's open mouth, ravenous and loud with passion, Eve's generous ass threatening to split her vinyl pants and offer her pink holes to me.

"Molly and Jenn, touch yourselves," I said.

Molly gasped, falling to the mattress on one elbow, a hand at her breasts, one immediately into her panties, her hips surging off the bed, presenting her yearning cunt to me, to her twin, to my sister, to Eve, to anyone who might satisfy her.

Jenn lay face down at the foot of my bed, her tight ass up in the air, her pajamas showing every contour underneath, her mound, the hollow of her asshole, the wet spot where her juices were soaking through her panties and pajamas. She had shoved her hand beneath the elastic waistband of her pajamas, pushing the fabric at her crotch out, tenting it with her knuckles as she fucked her hole without reserve.

The bobby pin separated, bent slightly open, then almost to a right angle. I worked the plastic tip off with my thumbnail, seeking the open lock mechanism with the end.

Eve looked back at me.

"Eat my sister's pussy, Eve," I said. "I want to hear her cum in your mouth. Don't stop until she does."

She arched an eyebrow at me.

"As you command."

She bent to my sister's eager sex, obscuring my view. With a rough motion, she yanked my sister's bottoms off and tossed them aside. My sister moaned as the older woman's mouth met her open pussy, wet sucking and smacking noises filling the room.

"Take of your pants, Eve," I said.

I was amazed to see her obey, shimmying her generous ass as she unzipped. Good, that meant she was confident in the handcuffs binding my wrists behind my chair, confident she was in control. A plan began to form in my mind as she wriggled out of her tight vinyl pants, her black thong defining her milky white ass, splitting her puffy labia, not quite covering the pink bud of her asshole.

Kim drove her sex into Eve's mouth, grinding her pussy up and down the woman's face.

Molly's gaze was riveted on the spectacle next to her, frigging herself, face scrunching as her pleasure crested into her hand, her orgasm squeaking out in grunts and gasps, going on and on, pulsing, never seeming to end.

Jenn's eyes were shut, her hips gyrating slowly as she fucked herself underneath her pants, her face pressed hard into my sheets.

I felt the bobby pin snick into the handcuff. Mind racing, I tried to recall the instructions on the handcuff picking web pages I'd bookmarked, tried to picture the YouTube videos I'd watched over and over again while mastering the exploit, trying to summon the motion in my fingers, the way I'd learned to position my wrists to control the cuffs and pin.




My Sister's Best Friends Ch. 04



First I had to do a tricky double bend at the end of the pin. I slipped the end of the pin in the lock mechanism and bent the tip, then back again, muscle memory making the motion much easier than I'd anticipated.

Carefully I began to probe. The drug pounding through my veins and my raging sexual arousal didn't make it easy, my hands weren't quite steady, twitching with the beat of my heart.

I needed to move Molly away from the head of the bed.

"Molly, go to your sister and take off her pants. Leave the panties."

Eve grunted in approval but didn't look up, her face buried in Kim's crotch, hands gripping my sister's hips, lifting her off the bed, massaging her ass. Kim's legs were thrown haphazardly over Eve's shoulders. The sounds my sister was making were frantic and completely uninhibited, grunts, squeals, pants and gasps, her pussy sopping wet and squelching as Eve fucked it alternately with her tongue and fingers.

Molly obeyed, moving to her sister, pushing down on the small of Jenn's back as she slid her sister's pajama pants over her arched ass and down her milky thighs. She tugged them off Jenn's legs and let them drop to the floor.

Jenn continued fucking herself, panties soaked through. She was emitting almost silent squeaking noises as her cum escaped bit by bit into her hand.

"Get up there, Molly, get under her and eat her out," I said.

Molly complied, first sitting next to her sister, then lying down flat on her back, sliding her head between Jenn's legs, her legs now spread for her twin's tongue. Molly reached up with one hand to pull Jenn's drenched panties aside, the other spread her sister's ass open, drawing her sex to her mouth.

Jenn bent down to lick and suck Molly's lips, then her entire vulva into her mouth, the liquid pitch of sucking noises changing as Jenn gave her sister what she herself sought, first silent as she sucked Molly's clit hard, then loud as they both gasped for breath, each returning to lap cum and saliva from identical pussies, trembling, hips shaking and twitching, mouths hungry and wanton.

I felt the bent tip of the bobby pin begin to make sense in the lock mechanism.

My heart pounded. I would only get one chance at this.

"Eve," I said, "I want you to ride my Kim's face until you cum in her mouth and all over her face."

My sister moaned loudly, and came, her body spasming, Eve's tongue deep in her pussy. Eve looked over her shoulder at me, mouth and chin glistening with my sister's cum.

Briskly, Eve ushered Kim up on my bed, making her comfortable. I looked down the bed at the four of them as Eve swung her leg over Kim's hips, reaching up to balance on the metal crosspost at the head of my bed.. Eve's tits hung down, straining against her vinyl top, the chrome zipper dangling jauntily.

She looked up at me through her bangs for a second, bright blue eyes appraising me.

Eve brushed hair out of my sister's face, then leaned down and kissed her deeply. Kim's eyes were closed, her mouth open, tongue lapping up her own private scent and wetness from Eve's mouth and chin.

"I've been waiting for this, honey," the woman in the catsuit said, staring into my sister's eyes.

Straddling my sister's face, she leaned forward onto the black metal railing that made up the headboard of my bed. I could see Kim open her mouth, her tongue anxiously awaiting Eve's pussy. She reached up and pulled Eve's black thong out of the way. I could see just a hint of bush as Eve ground her sex into my sister's mouth.

Just as Eve closed her eyes in ecstasy, the lock clicked and the cuff swung free. I almost dropped the bobby pin, but recovered in time.

Freedom. I made short work of the other wrist and managed not to drop them. In front of me and slightly to my right, Eve's rocked her hips down hard, grinding her clit into my sister's mouth and face, riding once, twice, three times before she fell back on one hand, opening her legs and her pussy to Kim's tongue.

A flash of euphoria crashed over me, my chest shuddering as the waves flowed through me and back. I held on tight, trying not to make a sound, holding on as the drug rocked me, my breath escaping as a tiny squeak, my eyes rolling hard back into my head. My cock pulsed futilely, pre-cum glistening as it slid down my aching shaft.

Panting, I got ahold of myself as the feeling receded a bit and my heart rate returned to somewhat normal.

I kept very still, waiting for Eve to become lost in sensation. My sister sucked and tongued frantically from below, gasping for air whenever Eve's hips rocked hard enough for her to breathe. Kim gripped Eve's buttocks, spreading her ass and sex wide as Eve bore down on her sloppy mouth. I saw a telltale jerk in Eve's hips. She was about to shift gears.

I glanced over at Molly and Jenn. They were at the foot of the bed, perpendicular to where Eve straddled my sister's face. Jenn's ass was up in the air, Molly straining her neck to capture her sister's clit in her mouth, Jenn shuddering, not sure whether to seek another orgasm or to continue shying away from her twin's hot, wet mouth until the quivering subsided. .

Molly decided for her, hooking an arm around Jenn's trim waist, pulling her sister's sex back to her ravenous mouth below. She moaned with satisfaction as her sister sat down firmly on her face, Jenn's hips wriggling, her labia sliding up and down on her twin's face.

From where I was sitting, my computer was behind me and to the right. I'd scooted my chair over a bit, but Eve was still somewhat facing me, her face contorted with the yearning agony of an orgasm coming, but still not present. She gripped the metal rod that made up the headboard crosspost of my bed with both hands and bore down on my sister's mouth hard, her stomach muscles flexing through her vinyl top, her naked ass spreading and closing as she rode Kim's tongue and chin, my sister's fingers slipping into her glistening pussy, digging and probing the woman's pink butthole.

I bore down, trying to get the waistband up over my cock so they wouldn't fall down when I stood up, sucked my stomach in and exhaled. My cock and balls popped back under the elastic waistband of my pajamas, my cock twitching and surging as the sudden fuzzy softness of my pants enveloped my shaft. The ecstasy gathered in my stomach, building up in the back of my head, my body telling me to simply lay back and enjoy the sensations thundering through me.

Fuck. Keep it together, Ben, I thought as the roll crested. I let out a long, shuddering breath as pleasure cascaded through my system. My cock was still rigid, almost painfully so, the Viagra Kim had fed me pulsing through my groin, my pulse singing, yearning, urging me to join the profane couplings on the bed in front of me.

My heart pounded with apprehension, with the knowledge of what I was about to try, knowing disaster would surely follow any failure. My senses sharpened, my skin feeling the temperature of the room rise with the wanton fucking going on.

The pot I'd smoked earlier still hung sweetly in the air, but the dominant smell in the room was sex. My sister's forbidden odor, so covertly familiar, Molly and Jenn's twin fragrances, lurid, sweet and secret, and now Eve's scent, womanly, dusky and powerful, all filled the air, maddening me, torturing me, making it almost impossible to think.

In front of me and to my right, Eve was approaching orgasm, holding on desperately to my black metal bedframe. I could just make out my sister's face between the vertical bars of my bedframe, her lips red, face slicked with Eve's gooey cum, mouth open, tongue out, eyes shut tight as Eve fucked her face hard.

I stood quickly, clutching the open cuffs carefully as I stepped to Eve at the head of my bed and snapped the one cuff to her wrist, the other to the bedframe.

Before she could react, I grabbed her roughly by the ponytail and yanked her face up to where I'd shoved my cock through the bars of my headboard.

"Do you have a safe word?" I growled.

The plan, I thought, Stick to the plan, get her phone first, find that file and delete it, then fuck her....

Eve's face flushed, eyebrows up in surprise, pursing her lips as I rubbed my cock all over her face and mouth.

"Eat her fucking pussy, Kim," I said. "Fucking make her cum while I fuck her mouth."

Eve's eyes rolled back in her head and she arched her back as my sister resumed tongue fucking the woman in the catsuit with twice the vigor.

"Use your hands, Kim, I want her spread open and sloppy," I said, my pulse rising, feeling bolder with every obeyed command.

Eve grunted. Whatever my sister had done caused her to fall forward onto the bedframe, a stifled groan escaping her, her hips undulating as she rode my sister's face to her orgasm, her promised land...

"Open your mouth and suck my cock, Eve," I said, my heart thumping, jolts of adrenaline and pleasure surging through my system as I delivered the command.

She looked up at me, tossing her straight black bangs away from her eyes, her lips bright red, lipstick smearing. She blinked once, then very deliberately opened her mouth, tongue curling down around the head of my cock, taking me in slowly, sensuously, lavishing wet strokes on my head, then shaft, her tongue protruding now and then even as I buried my cock in her hot mouth.

Eve was holding on to the crossbar of my bedpost for dear life as I used her mouth, her back arched, my sister below, spreading the woman's ass open as she ate her pussy.

The ecstasy in my system pulsed, radiated and crested over and over again as I fucked Eve's mouth. My cock was rigid, harder than I'd ever been. The sensation of the dark haired woman's mouth and tongue desperately trying to work my cock, then that of her throat accepting my length was making me delirious. I felt like I was cumming, but my cock stayed hard, the orgasm seeming to happen less in my cock and more in my entire pelvis, a glowing, pulsating thing writhing, growing, overtaking my body.

I had to stop. I shook myself and looked down. I was using Eve's mouth pretty roughly, I realized, and backed off, letting her breathe.

Eve looked up at me with an animal lust in her eye, part sexual, part cunning. Saliva dripped in a rope from my cock to her wet mouth as she hung onto my bedpost, her hips grinding into my sister's lovely mouth, getting into it more now, her eyes lidded and rolled slightly back.

"What's that safe word, Eve?" I said, squeezing the base of her ponytail, tugging it, pulling her hair taut and her head back so that she was forced to look directly in my eyes.

"Milgram," she said. I wrinkled my forehead at her.

"Milgram?" I repeated.

"UHHHHNNNH," she grunted, as my sister worked the fingers of each hand into Eve's open cunt from below, working and spreading her behind.

"YESSSSSS," said Eve, "MILGRAM UHHH OHHHHH OHHH AHHHHH," she went on, face scrunched up and flushing as Kim drove her harder toward her climax, taking control and forcing her sex down on my sister's mouth, grinding on her face as her orgasm approached.

"Molly," I called out, craning my neck to see the twins leaning back together at the foot of the bed, kissing each other lazily as they watched Eve ride my sister's face hard. Both girls were masturbating slowly.

The short haired twin looked up, her enormous dark brown eyes full of wonder and pleasure.

"Get down and make my sister cum," I said.

Molly moved, feline between my sister's splayed knees.

The dark haired woman who had shed her catsuit kept fucking my sister's face, not seeming to care what I was saying, what Molly was doing, if Kim could breathe, whether she was hurting her...or if she was enjoying it.

I heard a whimper from Kim as Molly crept in, feline and sinuous to engulf my sister's raw pink sex with hot breath and open mouth, the gasp wet and muffled by Eve's pussy on her face, sliding down over Kim's mouth and chin again, then back up, Eve's hips rocking as Kim sucked her mound into her mouth, working her clit hard, then tilted her head back, mouth wide open as she shoved her tongue as far into Eve's sloppy sex as she could.

Eve seemed to reach a threshold, her hips twitching and legs shuddering as she tried to hold her orgasm at bay.

"Jenn, please bring us the party kit," I said. Jenn popped up from where she'd started digging into Molly's spread holes from behind, her face glistening with her sister's cum, grinning brightly.

"I was hoping you'd say that," she said, eyes dancing.

"I think we need another roll each, don't you?" I asked her. She retrieved the Wonder Woman tin and counted out four pills.

"And Eve needs to play catch up, doesn't she?"

Jenn looked at me her eyes flashing wickedly, counting out three more rolls.

"Molly, will you please get Eve's ass ready for a roll?"

Eve didn't even react, all her attention focused on my sister's wicked ministrations at her crotch, Kim sucking her clit hard, tongue furiously licking the rigid nub, darting into her hole, now opening her mouth wide, tongue out to allow the woman to rub her sodden pussy all over Kim's mouth and tongue, oblivious to her surroundings, moans and pants coming in equal measure with loud grunts and long low groans.

I looked at Jenn, as if to say "You got this?"

Jenn nodded, moving to Eve's side, closer to the wall, one hand massaging the woman's shapely ass, kneading it, spreading it wide for her sister.

Molly knelt between my sister's legs and wrapped her left arm around Eve's leg, then moved up to straddle Kim's abdomen, spreading Eve's ass with the thumb of her other hand as she went, her hips moving subtly but firmly, rubbing her wet panty clad sex into my sister's tummy.

Jenn gently caressed her sister's face and tucked her hair behind her ear, then reached down to finger Eve's pussy from behind, gathering her cum, slicking her crack and the bud of her ass with Kim's saliva and her own cum, rimming Eve's puckered asshole, slipping her index finger deftly into the woman's rectum, then her middle finger, gently probing, then sliding both fingers in, tugging outward, stretching the woman's puckered ring, every now and then dipping her fingers into my sister's gasping mouth below, forcing my sister to taste Eve's asshole while gathering more spit to lubricate the woman's tight pulsing ass..

Molly's face was right up close, watching her sister tease the dark haired woman's butthole open. She pushed her sister's hand aside suddenly, burying her face in Eve's ass as she spread her generous cheeks apart to expose her pink dirtbox, working her tongue in, licking around and around the rim, then probing, lapping, sucking the whole thing into her mouth, working the sphincter with strong movements of her jaw, her tongue digging into the woman's pink and winking rectum.

Jenn leaned over and handed me a bottle of water, then nodded at two pills on the desk. I picked them up and placed one on the tip of my tongue, pulled Jenn to me and kissed her, slipping the pill into her mouth. She accepted it, its bitter presence spreading as we kissed deeply.

Softly, we broke off and Jenn drank from the bottle, swallowing the pill. She took the other pill in one hand, shoved her hand into her panties and brought her fingers out glistening with her cum. She took the pill in that hand.

"Say ahhh," Jenn said. I opened my mouth and she slipped the pill and her girl cum covered fingers into my mouth. I sucked her wetness from her fingers, then chased the pill with a long pull of water.

She moved back to her sister, scooping up two more rolls on the way.

Molly spat, her saliva running down Eve's ass, dripping from her labia onto my sister's face below.

Eve gasped in surprise as Molly hooked her middle finger down into her asshole, pressing and rubbing her knuckle at the top of the sphincter, working her butthole open.

Jenn nodded at Molly, who slowly withdrew her finger from Eve's winking butthole. Before the little hole could close up, Jenn had slipped first one pill, then the other into the dusky tunnel.

Eve moaned loudly.

Jenn worked her slick fingers around and around Eve's sphincter, then out around her puffy labia, spreading her vagina wide. From below, my sister was lapping at her, craning her neck, desperate to taste the dark haired woman's sex.

Jenn pushed her Molly''s head into Eve's ass, then pushed down on Eve's lower back, pushing her open pussy onto my sister's open and voracious mouth below.

"UHN UH UHHH UHN UH UH UH UH UHHHHNNNNN"

Eve came in my sister's slurping mouth, losing control of her hips as my sister claimed her clit, her lips, then her open hole from below, sucking hard, licking, now rubbing her nose on Eve's clit, squeezing her thighs as the woman's wetness coated her face, her neck and shoulders.

Eve clutched my bedframe with her cuffed hand as she rode out her orgasm, grinding her pubis into my sister's mouth over and over again until she collapsed, hips still moving as her cum dopplered through her body, back arching to move her too sensitive pussy from Kim's mouth.

"Ohmygod," said Molly, "Your ass tastes so good," probing the dark haired woman's butt again with her tongue, licking the wet little pucker gently, lasciviously, yet firmly, now. The woman moaned, opening her ass to Molly's mouth, shoving her hips down so that the short haired girl's tongue was all the way up into her wet and shuddering asshole.

"Oh fuck, I love the way your ass smells, Eve," said Molly, "so dirty, all sweaty and sloppy...Umnnnmmnn..."

Unbidden, Molly's eyes rolled back in her head and closed, fluttering with waves of pleasure as she fucked Eve's ass rigorously with her tongue, pressing the dark haired woman's sex down into my sister's waiting mouth as she worked Eve's ass with her tongue in every way she knew how or could think of, driving the woman inexorably toward an orgasm in her ass.

Eve looked at me, desperate, her face flushed, eyelids fluttering, her wet lips open slightly, breath coming in shallow pants.

"PleaseUHHHNNNNN," she said, eyes begging me.

"What, Eve?" I said to her. "What do you need?"

She looked at me furiously, trying to defy the pleasure overtaking her body, her expression softening as Molly's tongue wiggled especially wonderfully in her tight little sphincter.

"OooooOohhh....," she said, "I want UHHnnn.. I want you to fuck me..."

"Not before you cum in Kim's mouth again," I said, slipping my hand around the base of her ponytail, offering her my rigid cock.

Eve came like a rocket as she took the head of my cock into her mouth, her cum soaking my sister's and Molly's faces just as Molly came up for air. I held her head and stroked my cock into her hot open mouth and throat once, twice, three times, four, then five before I caught myself.

The plan, idiot, stick to the plan. A string of spit dripped from her mouth to my cock as I withdrew my length from her hot mouth.

Molly didn't miss a beat, eating Eve's ass with renewed vigor and desire, only raising her head from the woman's sloppy ass to draw a deep breath.

Eve's butthole gaped slightly, then fluttered partly closed just before the dark haired pixie drove her long tongue up to the hilt in the cumming woman's asshole. Another orgasm rocked her body, her hips shuddering, clutching the bedpost where she was cuffed, hanging on for dear life.

Molly caught Eve's hips and dug her tongue into the woman's ass again as that orgasm subsided, working it around in a circle, pushing and licking and probing, and then, with two fingers slicked from her own cunt, pushed them into Eve's butthole and began to gently fuck her ass.

"NOW, BEN," Eve said, her voice shaky but loud, "FUCKING SHOVE THAT DICK INTO ME"

Molly sucked and licked extra hard for a second, then reared back, face slick with spit and juice from Eve's ass and sex, hands slick with my sister's spit. She moved down and away, giving me full access to Eve's sloppy pussy and winking pink asshole.




My Sister's Best Friends Ch. 04



The plan, a voice in my head said, receding, dopplering away, stick to the plan....

I straddled my sister's shoulders as I positioned my cock behind Eve's waiting holes, my balls draping over Kim's mouth. My sister groaned loudly into my balls as she began to lick them slowly, deliberately.

I gripped the root of my cock firmly in my right hand, my left next to Eve's on the headboard, fumbling my cock at her pussy, her ass. She wriggled hard, her butthole rubbing around and down my cock, swirling and slippery, then with a wiggle and a trick of her hips, forcing her unbelievably tight butthole down, stretching it to admit just the very tip of my cock, pulsing together with my heartbeat, her ring then widening to accept the head of my cock with an almost audible pop, her hips gyrating then, rotating, taking more and more of my shaft into her pink dirthole.

We grunted together, sighed and groaned as she wriggled her hips, stretching her little pink hole down around my cock until her butt was flush against me, her hips moving minutely as she sought pleasure in her ass, her rectum gripping me tight, squeezing and twitching.

OH GOD, I thought, clenching my eyes shut as a flash of pleasure detonated, its echo electrifying my loins my body shaking, lights like fireworks going off at the periphery of my vision.

I valiantly tried to stave off a sudden orgasm, my fingers clenching and unclenching, toes curling and uncurling as the effort flooded my system with another tidal wave of ecstatic pleasure, the drug pounding through me, washing over me.

I began to fuck Eve's ass slowly, firmly and steadily, her wrinkled ring stretching and flexing around the length of my cock, my sister sucking and licking her pussy from below, my balls rubbing all over her chin, her tongue venturing up to lick my balls and ass.

She came, her wetness soaking my cock and my sister's face beneath us, her hips riding my sister's face uncontrollably, the head of my cock popping in and out of her wet hole.

"UHHHNNNNNFFFFFFFFUCKNNNNNNNNYOULITTLESHIT," she said as her orgasm took her hips and shoved her sex down to the base of my cock, wriggling as her ass pressed into my hips, Kim gasping for air every few seconds as I began to fuck Eve, one hand next to her cuffed wrist on my bedframe, the other around her waist, pulling her into my thrusts. Her sphincter squeezed and shuddered around my cock as her orgasm pulsed through her pelvis.

I clenched my eyes shut, trying with my entire being to stave off orgasm, knowing how hard it would be to stick to the plan if I got wrapped up in fucking four women.

Come on, Ben, pull yourself together, I thought, my cock plunging deep into Eve's snug ass. The feeling of my sister's tongue lapping the base of my cock, then my balls, and every now and then it would dart up into my ass as I was hilt deep in the dark haired woman's butthole.

I could see nothing but blackness, colors flaring at the edge of sight, the world receding at the speed of sound.

Fuck, I thought.

Panting, I fell forward on my bed atop Eve, gripping the bedframe right next to where Eve was cuffed for balance. A drop of sweat fell from the tip of my nose to Eve's neck. Desperately I held my hips still, my cock shuddering as my orgasm subsided.

Lifting myself, I began to withdraw my cock, bit by bit. Eve grunted disapprovingly and wriggled her hips, trying to capture me again, catching me just under the head of my cock with a sudden arch of her back and an unbelievably firm squeeze of her rectum.

I gasped, freezing, Kim below us licking Eve's pussy and clit, working the woman, trying her best to make her cum again. Somehow I was able to hold still long enough for my sister's efforts made Eve lose control of her ass.

Slowly, I pulled my cock free, almost blacking out as I exited the woman's grasping ass.

"Molly, take Eve's ass and make her cum," I said.

Eve's pink butthole was spasming, gaping open a bit from the size of my shaft, the wet, open kissing sound almost inaudible.

I staggered off the bed, almost hopping over to my pajamas, slipping them on awkwardly,still panting. Jenn slipped up close to me, caressing my abs, rubbing and massaging up to my pecs, squeezing and circling my nipple. Flashes of pleasure crackled through my body, up through my stomach and chest, into my neck, flushing up through my face and flooding my scalp with warmth, soaking into my brain, cascading down from her fingers into my pubis, filling me with warmth and light.

Molly dipped her face to fill Eve's ass with her tongue, the dark haired woman's black bow tipping forward, then up and back, straightening as the pixie rose behind her, inserting her fingers between the pale woman's buttocks into her pink knot, my sister licking and sucking her from below, grunting, slurping, gasping and moaning.

The drug in my system exploded as Jenn bit me gently on the shoulder, then kissed me softly, wetly, her tongue gently brushing my eager skin as we watched the three women lose themselves in each other.

"Will you roll us a joint, girly?" I said to Jenn, turning to kiss her, eyes rolling back in my head slightly.

"If we get to spend some time alone together soon,," she said, whirling to the kit to grab papers and the bag of high grade reefer.

"Deal," I said.

"Deal," Jenn said. She was wearing nothing but her panties, her trim little body bright in the LED lights in my dim room, breasts pert, ponytail perfect, tight little buttocks hypnotic as she pranced to the L of my desk to wrap it up.

Sitting at my computer, I cracked my knuckles, quickly opening up the peer to peer webcam application to examine the peers I was connected to. I recognized my sister's cam, which I'd bookmarked. There was another IP address I didn't recognize, and it being the only other one logged, it had to be Eve's.

The wet sucking and moaning reached a little crescendo behind me, and I heard my sister and Molly's low moans build, subvocally, their sucking and licking overtaking them, breathing becoming more and more shallow, that moan growing louder and more urgent. 

"OH," I heard Eve exclaim suddenly, "OH."

Moans of empathy issued from my sister, her orgasm echoing Eve's.

Don't look, I told myself, focus on the plan!

Beside me at my desk, Jenn craned her neck to see Eve cum hard on her sister's fingers and in my sister's mouth.

Gently, I steered her back to the joint she was rolling.

I copied the IP address and opened a program folder full of pirated software. I'm no hacker, but I do know how to google, and I'd pirated a slew of point and click intrusion software over the years, some of which actually works. I launched the one I was most comfortable with and entered the IP address, then followed the prompts that asked for the rest of the data I had, which was a decent amount from the P2P client.

I got to a section that asked for the target's email address and other personal info.

Eve's phone sat right on my desk. My back to her, picked it up and thumbed the power button, the security screen.

It was a swipe pattern to unlock.

YES, I thought, thank god.

Switching on my desk lamp, I pulled it down to face my lap and her phone. Thumbing the screen back off, I tilted the flat black slab. The oils of her hands were clear on the surface of her phone, the pattern evident, the smears looking almost three dimensional.

For one beat, two, three, I let my mind drift, my eyes absorbing the pattern on the darkened screen of her phone, then without second guessing myself, woke the phone and swiped the pattern I'd read.

Eve's phone clicked very quietly as it unlocked.

Taking a deep breath, I repeated the motion over and over again with my thumb as I flicked my attention back to the intrusion software on my monitor.

From inside her phone it was easy. I entered credentials from her primary phone email, two other email apps, a variety of social media, a blog, a few music apps and two games. I finished the prompts and clacked the Enter key, swiveling to face Jenn, who was hard at work breaking up sticky bits of reefer for our joint.

I opened my desk drawer and reached inside, setting the lock on my phone with a numerical key and dropping it in for safekeeping as I reached for a bottle of Jameson's I'd gotten for my birthday and a glass, setting them on my desk between Jenn and me. I returned Eve's phone to where she'd left it on my desk and shut the drawer, its lock clicking shut. Only a five digit combination would open the top drawer now.

I heard someone behind me cum loudly. Kim? Molly? Eve again? I couldn't tell.

Jenn looked up, tucking bud into a folded cigarette paper, rolling it skillfully tight, licking the adhesive stripe as it wound up at the edge of the joint. She'd made a little cardboard filter from the packet of rolling papers and gripped it in her lips as she gestured at the bottle of whisky I'd procured.

Grinning, I poured her two fingers and handed it to her. She knocked it back, sighing appreciatively as she handed me the glass. I poured myself a healthy shot and tipped it back, relishing the way heat dropped through my chest, flaring in my belly.

Jenn lit the joint, attending to it with short tokes, getting it to burn evenly, little puffs escaping her nostrils as she got it going. My heart thudded as her beauty clicked in to my senses, her eyes dark and softly ecstatic through her wreath of smoke, her smile entrancing. She kissed me softly, pushing sweetness into me as she exhaled, filling my lungs.

Her kiss lingered as I held the hit, breaking off only as we couldn't breathe. Jenn took the bottle and poured a large drink for us, toking the joint as I handed it to her.

Behind me, Eve's sighs were growing soft and distant, if she was dreaming.

I took a sip of whiskey and slid the party kit to me, trading Jenn for the lazily burning joint.

"What do we have here?" I said, smiling at Jenn.

"Hang on," Jenn said, "I'll be right back."

She got up and scampered through the bathroom to Kim's room.

I rummaged through the metal Wonder Woman box my sister had picked up from Eve's shop earlier. My sister had plenty of weed, what looked like several strands sealed away in little clear plastic condiment containers, along with her little glass one hitter. The first cellophane full of pills I picked up looked like xanax, the second was large pale yellow ovals, the next, small, circular and peach. A few assorted small ziplocks held a sticky black substance. I recognized the hash, but I'd never seen a piece as large as a Hershey bar.

I teased a tinfoil packet open to find it chock full of about 8 grams of a large, chunky translucent crystal.

What the fuck was all this stuff? I'd never seen an assortment of drugs all in one place before in my life. I fished through a few more items, there was a box of metal cartridges that looked like the CO2 cartridges from making racers in shop class way back when. I shut the box and closed the latch, shaking my head. Holy shit.

The intrusion app flashed a notification at me. Click.

"Target Network Compromised," it said, "Full Suite Pending," its interface lighting with each task it had accomplished.

It had installed a keylogger on her phone and her home network, achieved read-only on the storage devices on her network. Her laptop was off and still pending. Some doohickey or another was attempting to find the files Eve had uploaded to herself, but the ETA clock was in weeks, not hours or even days. The clock on Read/Write was 6 days, 6 hours and counting. It had gained access to a variety of microphones on her network, but apparently there were quite a few cameras it had yet to compromise.

Fuck, I thought. Weeks?

So much for the upper hand. My mind raced, trying to refine The Plan.

Jenn came back with a textbook and set it between us on my desk. There were two lines of white powder and a straw cut at an angle.

"Coke?" I asked.

"That painkiller from earlier," she said, leaning in to take the first line, grimacing slightly, washing it down with a sip of whiskey, hitting the joint she'd rolled us.

The plan, I thought. Fuck. Hold it together man.

As I took the line through the cut straw, Jenn slipped her hands onto my shoulders, her strong hands radiating delicious warmth into my muscles as she rubbed me.

The powder wasn't painful in my nose, but the drip was awful. I took the glass from Jenn and tossed a shot back, relishing the way its heat suffused my chest, trickling warmth down into my belly.

The roll pulsed in my lower abdomen and groin, its light radiating outward and upward, feeling the langorous beat of the music on my stereo, the sounds of my sister eating Eve's pussy, Molly digging into her ass with fingers and tongue rising to meet the level of the music, a groan or a gasp echoing every now and then from my walls. A heavy musk of sex and saliva hung in the air, humid and arousing, the tang of high grade pot threaded through everything, fuzzing reality.

I hit the joint again, closing my eyes, tipping my head back, letting the smoke simply hang in my chest, throat and lungs, letting it pool in my open mouth before I blew it slowly out.

Ok, I thought, gonna have to play along a bit. I minimized the intrusion application and hid the process. The README file said the app encrypted its traffic, so I figured I had a 50/50 shot at Eve not finding it.

I handed the joint back to Jenn and swiveled to face Eve, having to lean in close to catch her attention. We locked eyes.

Eve's gaze was lusty, animalistic and cunning. Her face and upper chest was flushed, her pupils dilated, sweat beading on her upper lip.

Time to roll the dice, I thought, heart suddenly pounding.

"Ready to come out and play?" I said, unlocking the cuff shackling her to my bedframe.

The dark haired woman was sweaty and her eyes were rolling a bit wildly as she swung a trembling leg over my sister to stand before me.

I reached and unlocked the other cuff, taking them from her and pocketing them.

"What do you want next, Ben?" she asked.

Holy shit, she was still playing the game. I forced myself not to look at her phone or my computer.

"Hit that joint, Eve," I said, gesturing in Jenn's direction.

The woman in vinyl complied, taking the joint from Jenn and toking it slowly. Her hand shook slightly as she caught the smoke in her lungs, closing her eyes as she tipped her head back, letting it slowly pool in her mouth.

Eve sighed as she let the hit drift out of her lungs, her hand steadying.

I looked over at my sister on the bed. She was glistening with sweat, her eyes closed and fluttering, Molly's hand between her splayed legs, gently stroking her open sex. Her face was covered with Eve's gooey cum, her hair wet with sweat, her chest heaving.

Molly caught my eye and smiled.

"She's ok, just rolling fucking really goddamn hard right now."

I heard a sharp crack and a loud hiss. Looking up, I saw Jenn at the party kit, a balloon inflating.

She looked at Molly.

"I think Kim needs this first one," she said, smiling.

Molly nodded, accepting the pinched off balloon from her sister.

"Kim, baby, take this whippet," she said softly.

My sister's eyes opened hazily, fluttering in their sockets.

"Huh?" she said, trying to focus, her lips wet and parted slightly.

"Here, take this," Molly said.

Kim took the pinched off end of the balloon into her mouth,and shook her head, seemingly clearing her thoughts. She exhaled, all her breath leaving her, then took the pinched off end of the balloon into her lips firmly and let it fill her lungs.

She held her breath, little noises of pleasure squeaking from her bit by bit as she struggled to hold her breath.

Fascinated, I watched as her face paled. Her fingers bunched at the my sheets, twitched, then stilled, her head lolling to one side.

Molly took the deflated balloon from my sister's hand, rubbing her chest firmly, squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples gently.

Kim exhaled weakly, her whole body slack, and moaned, obviously in the grip of some cataclysmic chemical reaction.

I heard another crack and the whoosh of gas filling the balloon.

I looked over at Eve, who was looking at the three girls, her attention flitting from my sister to Jenn, to Molly, then back to me.

Jenn smiled as she handed the balloon to Eve.

"Here, Eve, you get the next one," she said.

Eve raised an eyebrow. She paused, looked at me, then at my pocket where I had her handcuffs, then to my computer, then to her phone.

"No thanks," she said, "I'm all set." She hit the joint again and handed it to me.

I took a long, slow hit, letting the hot greenness fill me, feeling it soak my chest with a crisp warmth, handing it to Jenn as I blew my hit toward the ceiling.

A cloud of hazy smoke hung in the blue LED light, its sweet scent beginning to cover up the heady aroma of saliva and womanly cum.

A notification pinged. Eve scooped up her phone and unlocked it, reading a text, her face impassive.

"Well," she said, "It's about time for me to go."

"But," Kim slurred, "you haven't even started to roll yet, don't you want to stick around? We're just getting started."

Eve smiled. She leaned in and kissed my sister gently, but thoroughly.

"I'll see you soon," she said, breaking away to look at me and wink.

She picked up her vinyl pants and regarded me calmly, eyes locked on mine. I could see a flush of color beginning in her face, and her pupils were slightly dilated. The roll was beginning to dump seratonin into her nervous system. If I remembered mine correctly, she had maybe 15 minutes before she was overwhelmed.

"Mmmmm," she said. "You are naughtier than I anticipated."

She looked down my torso to my tented pants approvingly, slipping both thumbs into the elastic of her panty waistband, tugging them down, exposing her sex, shimmying as she stepped out of them.

Eve raised her sloppy wet panties to her nose, closing her eyes as she sampled her own scent.

"Ohhhhh," she breathed, "You'll like these very much, Ben."

Her smile was wicked as she tossed them to me, the wet fabric striking me in the chest. I fumbled as I tried to catch them, stooping to pick them up.

Eve stepped back into her vinyl pants, pulling them tightly over her bare ass, wriggling a bit for an optimal fit. She zipped them, then slipped her phone into her back pocket.

Had I deleted the pics she took? I struggled to remember.

A whooshing sound filled the room as Jenn took the contents of the balloon into her lungs, falling back on the bed, her sister caressing her chest, face and hair as she let some chemical magic take her away.

The dark haired woman in the catsuit smiled, pulling wayward strands of hair back into her ponytail, adjusting the big black bow in her hair so that it was straight again. She picked up her massage holster, her oil and towel.

"Looks like you've got some partying to do, Ben," she said.

My heart pounded. Past this point, my "Plan" was a bit hazy. Hopefully I'd be able to delete any incriminating videos off her system before she got to it, but that was a bit of a crapshoot.

"Before you go, will you help me get my table into my car?"

"Ok," I said.

I followed her through the bathroom into Kim's room. We folded the table and snapped the fasteners shut. Eve picked up her briefcase, stowing her massage gear and snapped it shut as I hefted her massage table. 

Outside, the twilight was blue and beautiful, stars beginning to peek through the veil of night.

She popped the hatch of her car and I swung the table in.

"Don't forget our agreement, Ben," she said, smiling.

Shaking my head slightly, I said, "I won't forget."

"You can expect your first assignment anytime."

"What do I have to do to get you to delete those videos?" I said, "Do you want money? I have a few grand."




My Sister's Best Friends



"Thanks," said Molly, accepting the napkin and swiping the trail from her milky skin, dipping it into her cleavage to soak up the remainder. Holy fuck, were these girls trying to torture me?

I looked up to see Jenn regarding me silently, a slight smile playing around her mouth, and an eyebrow raised just ever so slightly. Or was I imagining that?

I tucked into my strawberry shortcake. It was delicious, flaky, buttery biscuits carrying tart and sweet strawberries to my mouth, glazed with sugar, and swaddled with whipping cream.

My folks finished up quickly and cleared their places. My dad checked his phone, and then playfully smacked my mom on the ass.

"Taxi's here. Hurry up, let's blow this pop stand." My mom squealed, and then they exited through the garage.

The four of us looked around at each other. My sister's face was flushed, and I could tell she was breathing shallowly.

I snuck a very quick look down; Molly's bare, pink foot was pressed firmly into my sister's crotch. They were moving almost imperceptibly against each other, in a slow circular motion.

I looked over at Jenn, who was absorbed in her phone.

"Ok," I said, "I guess I'll see you guys later."

"Yup," said Jenn, looking up. "What are you getting up to?"

"Dunno," I said, "Probably get in some gaming."

"Nerd," she said.

"Where are you guys going?" I asked.

"Here and there, "said Jenn. "I'm designated driver for these two fools."

"Well that sucks," I said. "Not going to catch a buzz?"

"I brought my vaporizer," she said, "I'll be fine."

"True," I said. "Well, see you guys later."

"You'll be up?" Jenn asked. Molly looked up expectantly.

"Depends on the hour," I said carefully. "What time do you think you'll be home?"

"It's only 6 now, we were going to go for a run, then go out," said my sister. "We'll probably be home around one or two."

That means I'll have hours by myself, I thought. Thank God. I felt like I might come in my pants if I didn't get some relief soon.

We cleared the table and did the dishes together. Jenn was washing dishes and I was drying them and putting them away. Was it my imagination or was she crowding me? Couldn't be deliberate. As I reached up to put some plates on a higher shelf, I felt her behind me, putting away a few cups. Her firm tits pressed against my back, bumping me up against the counter. My cock was rigid again, pressing up against my belt.

"Whoops," Jenn said. "My bad." She seemed to regain her balance by shoving her breasts even harder into my back. Her hand grazed my abs as she moved away. A wave of pleasure raced up my chest and down into my groin. Fuck me, this was getting ridiculous. Clearly my imagination was running away with me.

My hands shook and I dropped a plate. Shit, I thought, watching in slow motion as it fell. Jenn caught it before it even reached the counter.

"Watch out, Ben," she said, pushing past me to reach up to put it away. I looked down the back of her track suit, the top and bottom separating as she stretched upwards to put away the plate. A pink thong peeked out from the top of her pants. Panties, my hormonally addled brain said. Those are touching her pussy, snugly, and her butthole.

I could feel my higher brain shutting down. I shook my head to clear it.

Then she backed up into me, bending over slightly. My pounding, rigid cock fit right between her perfectly rounded ass cheeks through my jeans. I could have sworn she wriggled and pushed back into me, then giggled, and regained her composure. She stumbled back against me a bit.

My sister and Molly were chattering about something school related, but in their body language I could see some real affection. They rarely went a few seconds without touching each other, on the arm, the shoulder, the small of the back.

Jenn joined them to help putting away the silverware. As she moved past her sister, I saw her hand brush her sister's. The touch lingered, and it looked like their pinkies intertwined for just a second. Holy shit, am I deluded or what? I thought to myself. Am I really standing here like a moron, imagining my sister and her twin best friends are fooling around with each other? I have to be making this up in my head.

But I'd seen Molly's bare foot rubbing my sister's crotch through her skimpy shorts, hadn't I? I could swear that I had. And what was Jenn doing? Surely she wasn't coming on to me. Surely she was just toying with me. Not that I minded.

"Ok, we're going for a run, Ben," my sister said. "Want to join us?"

Jesus no, I thought. I've got to relieve some pressure.

Out loud I said, "No thanks, I'm just gonna chill here."

"Ok then," she said, and the three of them went upstairs. I watched them part, wistfully. As they climbed the stairs, I got a quick glimpse up my sister's shorts. It looked like the crotch of her panties was stuffed slightly into her hole, but I couldn't really tell. My heart began to pound again. Both Molly's ass and Jenn's moved rhythmically up the stairs. I swallowed hard and followed them up a minute later.

My sister's door was closed most of the way as I passed, and the bathroom door to the hallway was shut. I went to my room and shut the door. The bathroom door to my room was still cracked. I paused. Was anybody in there?

Sure enough. Molly was on the toilet, jeans bunched up around her knees. I thought I saw a pair of dark blue or black panties, but couldn't really tell. I tried to peek between her legs, but she was leaned over, reading something on her phone. I heard her piss taper off, then the toilet paper roll spin and a length get torn off. I closed my eyes as she wiped herself, thinking about the soft toilet paper and her strong, but delicate looking fingers swiping the lips of her vagina, soaking up stray droplets of pee. I swayed, then got a hold of myself and moved to my computer desk. I heard the toilet flush, Jenn calling out "Ok, all yours."

I launched a browser and opened the email I'd sent to myself with my sister's porn history from the other day. First the stories. Lesbian Sisters. Lesbian First Time.

Then...I Sucked My Brother's Cock. I could feel the blood rushing through me, pumping into my cock, pounding through my head. This has to be an accidental click, I thought. Has to be.

Jenn came in and pissed hard, taking very little time seated on the toilet, the sound of her stream hitting the water almost musical as it gurgled and drove bubbles beneath the surface of the water. I heard her wipe briskly and heard her pull up her stretchy track pants.

"Come on, hurry guys," she called out, "I'm ready to run!"

My sister entered the bathroom. I froze, and then quickly minimized the browser. I heard her moving around in the bathroom. I could hear the sound of her brushing her teeth, then drawing water to swish her mouth. I could even hear the sound of the wicker hamper's lid opening.

What the hell was she doing in the hamper? Does she know her panties are missing? Fuck. I could hear her rummaging around, and then I heard her pull down her shorts and piss. It tinkled slowly to start, and then strengthened. She let a little fart go midway through, then finished. Toilet paper, wipe, flush.

I sat perfectly still, listening. It sounded like she was changing. The bathroom door swung open and she stepped in, dressed in neon pink runners' shorts, Nikes with short socks, and a white tank top. She clearly had a tight sports bra underneath, and she was wearing a pink headband. Pink pink pink, my idiot brain said, just like her little pussy.

Shut up, idiot, I said to my disobedient brain. You're not helping.

"Going for a run," I said.

"No, genius, we're going scuba diving."

"Smartass," I said feebly. She regarded me with suspicion, narrowing her green eyes.

"You're up to something," she said, moving closer.

"I guess so," I replied. I was leaned back in my computer chair, reclining slightly. My sister sat slightly on the edge of my desk and crossed her arms under her breasts. Her right leg brushed past mine, raising goosebumps up the inside of my thigh, sending jolts of electric pleasure to join the hum of excitement vibrating in my crotch.

She leaned closer, her shirt opening slightly. I could see directly down her shirt, but her sports bra didn't give me much of a show. Blink. I looked up her knee, her thigh, and in that brief instant before I met her eyes, I saw the luscious curve of her mound.

"What's on your agenda tonight?" she said, with a slightly mocking tone. Her face was inches from mine, her sparkling green eyes laughing.

"Nothing much," I said, "I'll probably play some video games and dick around on the internet. All my friends are away for the summer."

I looked down, and to my horror, her underwear were poking out of my pocket. Shit. I tried to look casually away, and as I did, I saw the browser.

I Sucked My Brother's Cock, the story said.

I thought my heart might jump out of my chest. Fuck fuck fuck fuck, I thought. What the hell are you going to say when she calls you out, I asked myself. I couldn't think of anything.

Her knee pushed on the inside of mine, spreading my legs slightly as she got even closer.

"Video games, huh?" she said. "Not porn and pot?"

"Um," I said, "No." Suave, motherfucker, I told myself. That was convincing.

"Ok well, we're going running. Back in an hour or so." And with that, she hopped down from the edge of my desk and skipped back into her room.

"Let's go!" she said to Molly and Jenn.

I heard them descend the stairs and the front door close and lock. Only then did I let the breath I was holding go.

A wave of relief washed over me, followed by an even more intense wave of anticipation. I fished in my pillowcase for the other two pairs of panties I'd taken from the hamper, and then moved back to my desk.

I stopped. They'd be gone for an hour, why not check out my sister's room a little more thoroughly. I hummed a little tune as I stashed the panties in my desk drawer and slipped into my sister's room. Molly's duffel bag sat next to Jenn's on my sister's bed. There was a sleeping bag unrolled on the floor.

I moved quickly, unzipping Molly's bag and rifling through it. A few changes of clothes, bras....and three pairs of silky panties. I heard myself growl as I brought them to my nose. Motherfucker, my idiot brain responded, clean as a whistle. I don't know what I was expecting, they just got here. I put them back. As I did, my hand brushed something solid. I reached in and grabbed a small case, maybe 12 inches on a side. It was made out of what felt like red rubber, with steel hinges....and a lock. It was slightly heavy, and something was moving around inside. Makeup, my idiot brain said.

The other duffel would be similarly pointless. I looked around the room. Books, empty boxes, her dresser, everything anticlimactic.

And then my gaze landed on her computer again. And her webcam. A flash of inspiration burst inside my head. Her webcam.

I sat quickly at her desk and opened her webcam application. Pretty rudimentary. I opened a private browser and downloaded better webcam software and installed it. Quickly I configured it to broadcast peer to peer. It was already pretty much aimed at my sister's bed. I tilted her monitor slightly for a better angle, then went back to my desk and installed the same software on my machine.

As the software booted, I fished the two pair of panties I'd stolen from the hamper and inspected them. One pair was dark blue, one of those "everyday" pair of panties, no frills, no thong. Just a fairly thick pair of cotton panties. Thick...and absorbent. The crotch was stiff and yellowish white, the crust fading out as it reached the back of the lining. I raised it to my nose absently as her webcam came online on my desktop. I'd lined it up perfectly; I could see her bed and the sleeping bag, both perfectly within frame. As I tested the software's tilt and zoom functions, I sniffed carefully at the crotch of my sister's underwear.

This pair had a much more pungent smell, salty, sweet, and sweaty. I closed my eyes, breathing slowly, savoring hours of her scent, and a kaleidoscope of images whirling through my head, the wet scent of her sex slithering into me, randy and bold. I let my nose savor the strong odor, and then brought the back of the panties to my nose. I could see a slight shine where it must have gotten wedged between her ass and her seat and closed my eyes as I drew the scent of her butthole into my nose, the crusty discharge stiffening the rest of the lining, intoxicating and almost overwhelming, every arousal and exertion of the day asserting itself.

My heart pounded a thousand times harder. I brought the other pair up. It was much flimsier than the previous pair. This one, I thought, won't have retained enough scent. This pair is too flimsy.

I sniffed deeply. There was a strong smell of pee, but behind it....a musk heavily laden with pheromones that stirred urgency in my groin. I moaned out loud, startling myself. My God, why didn't I figure this out years ago? I thought.

I glanced up at the browser and clicked one of the tube links. It buffered very quickly and soon there was a nubile girl on screen fingering herself through her jeans, then fondling her breasts, tweaking a nipple through her shirt, then unsnapping her jeans and shoving her hand between her legs. She lay her head back on a couch as she frigged her pussy underneath her jeans and panties. A loud moan escaped her lips. She shucked her pants quickly and exposed her shaven pussy to the camera.

My sister likes pussy, a voice in my head stated, excited. The girl on screen fingerfucked herself, her hips rocking up to meet each thrust. The soundtrack perfectly captured the squelching sounds as two fingers, then three, and then four were slipped in and out, in and out.

Her other hand reached under her ass, middle and ring fingers spreading her butthole open, then rimming it. I gaped in disbelief at the screen. This was pretty fucking dirty, bordering on stuff that I might download. She inserted her middle finger into her butthole, digging and wiggling, working and stretching. A second finger joined the first and she began to fuck herself. Slowly, sensually at first as I drew sweet breath through the lining of my sister's panties. The scent of her vagina and butthole was intoxicating to the point where I felt like I was going to black out. I'd never been this excited in my life.

The girl on screen grunted as she came hard on her two middle fingers, her hips rocking to push her sphincter harder down. She worked her orgasm, grinding it down on her fingers, her hips moving ever more slowly until her cum subsided.

As her orgasm peaked, her pussy squirted. Not hard at first, just a trickle, running down her vulva, darkening the couch. I could see her sphincter spasm, and a harder jet spurted. She gasped; her eyes clenched shut, coming hard again with each squirt. One, two, three, four, five. Come sprayed everywhere, drops hitting the camera, rolling down the lens.

I came so hard I saw stars, cum soaking the rag I pulled from my desk just in time. Tunnel vision was coming for me. I gathered the three pairs of panties and stowed them in the back of my desk drawer with my cum rag and locked the drawer just in time. Sleep took me quickly. As I faded, I saw the girl on screen sucking the come from her fingers.

I woke to the sound of my sister and the twins returning. They were panting and laughing, generally making a ruckus. I sat up quickly and managed to minimize my browser before my sister came in.

She was glowing with the endorphin rush of a good run, her face flushed and sweat glistening on her chest.

"Good run?"

"Great one. Gonna rinse off real quick, then we're going to a party."

"Ok, have fun be safe," I recited, "Call me if you need me."

I heard the shower turn on and the curtain sweep back. The pitch of the shower changed as Kim stepped in. My mind flashed back watching her finger herself to orgasm in the mirror.

I opened my webcam software and inserted an ear bud.

The camera was amazingly high resolution. My sister's room was well lit; she'd asked for track lighting and had a variety of lamps going. I carefully pulled the camera back and Molly came into frame. She was wearing an extremely tight spandex top and yoga shorts. I could see her vulva clearly outlined through the yoga shorts, her pussy divided by straining cloth. My cock was still aching after my earlier orgasm, but I felt my loins stir.

Molly had switched my sister's stereo on, I could hear Justin Timberlake and Timbaland over the webcam, but I couldn't make out what they were saying.

I heard the shower crank off and shortly my sister came into frame. She wasn't wearing a towel, and her body was glorious. The camera was high enough resolution to make out drops of water running down her breasts and onto her belly. My eyes widened.

Jenn moved past the camera into the bathroom for her shower. I heard the door close through the wall.

At the sound, Molly stepped quickly into my sister's embrace, stripping her sweaty top off as she moved. Their lips met, mouths opening wide into each other. I tapped the zoom on the camera and pushed in on their beautiful faces. Their eyes were closed, and I could see their tongues working at each other.

My sister's hand moved up Molly's porcelain back and to her pale, pink tipped breast. Molly's back arched as my sister squeezed her nipple. Her hand slid back down to Molly's round ass as she bent to take Molly's nipple in her mouth. On my screen, Molly jerked as my sister sucked her nipple hard.

My sister's hand was crammed down the back of Molly's running shorts and was rummaging around insistently. Molly's hips thrust back into my sister's seeking hand. That has to be her ass, I thought to myself wonderingly. She's still sweaty from the run, too.

Molly bent over as her hips took control. She was pressed up against the mattress, my sister working her steadily from behind.

The music must have stopped, because I heard Molly say, "Oh yeah, Kimmie, fuck my butthole, finger me, fuck my ass!" her gorgeous face was contorted in feverish anticipation.

I was floored. I'd never heard anyone talk that dirty before, much less my sister's best friend almost in the next room. My sister growled some unintelligible reply, bit Molly's shoulder before she began to kiss her neck wetly. I saw Molly wriggle even harder onto my sister's fingers, her hips bucking and yearning. I saw the orgasm slowly insinuate itself outward from her butthole into her shaking hips.

"UHHHHHNNNHHHHH" Molly said, "HNNHHHHHHHHH"

Her guttural cries grew more frequent, and then she tapered off, panting. My sister looked very pleased. Molly collapsed forward on the bed.

I heard Jenn crank the shower off and climb out of the shower. As she re entered my sister's room, I watched my sister bring the hand that she'd had stuffing Molly's asshole with to her nose and take a long whiff.

I was stunned. I couldn't believe I was really witnessing something this dirty, and this hot.

Molly took her turn in the shower. My sister and Jenn seemed a little shy around each other. I rubbed my hand up and down my crotch as Jenn toweled off thoroughly, her tits jiggling as she dried her hair with the towel.

My sister was dressing and applying makeup at the edge of my screen. Jenn put on a plaid skirt, white thigh highs, and a button down short sleeved shirt. She tied a tie loosely around her neck. Jesus Christ, but she was scorching hot. My sister looked over appreciatively. I saw her take a secretive whiff of her middle finger again.




My Sister's Best Friends



"You gonna be ok as DD, Jenn?"

"Yeah," she said, packing her vaporizer. She took a long hit, then stowed it in her carrying case in her purse. "No problem"

"Good," my sister said. "I'm taking a shot."

She pulled a bottle of vodka from her mini fridge and poured a shot, knocking it back swiftly and pouring another one immediately.

"Ahhh," she said. "That's better."

The shower cranked off for the third time. My sister and Jenn looked up as Molly came back in. Her short hair was in disarray from toweling dry. She was completely naked, her tight body pale and luminescent. Her nipples were a deep pink in contrast to her alabaster skin. As she bent over to fish in her duffel, I saw her vagina spread pinkly and ever so briefly, then her cheeks spreading to reveal just a short wink of her little asshole.

Molly quickly donned a pair of silk pants that clung lovingly to her ass, with just a hint of her vulva pressing against the crotch, her little tummy and mound filling them out. She wiggled into a black bra with white lace accents, and then put on a silk vest on top of that. A gold embroidered belt followed then black slippers.

I sensed they were about to take off, so I muted my computer's sound and minimized my browser. A second later there was a knock on my bedroom door.

"Come in," I said.

The door opened and the three of them stepped in, Jenn in a scandalous schoolgirl outfit, Molly in black silk.

My sister leered at me. She was wearing a short yellow summer dress with her hair falling in waves to her shoulders. Her makeup seemed a little more vibrant, maybe there was glitter in there? Somehow she managed to outshine both of her friends. Her dress was short enough I could almost see her panties.

"Later loser," said my sister, her dress flaring as she spun away. She was wearing white boy shorts....with pink trim.

"Later guys, be safe. Call me if you need me," I reiterated, thinking about the crotch of those panties tomorrow when she discarded them. I wondered how much better they'd smell if she had a good time, or saw a hot guy or girl, or got horny....how a night of dancing and partying would compare to a long day of moving.

"We should be home by midnight to one o clock," Molly said.

They departed.

I stood, maximizing the webcam window and launching the file I'd recorded, staring in disbelief as my sister buttfucked Molly with her hand. I hit pause and went into the bathroom.

My sister had left her underwear on the floor again. I scooped it up, and then moved into her room. Molly and Jenn's running outfits were crumpled on the floor next to their duffel bags. I reached down and picked up Jenn's thong and Molly's blue sheer panties. My heart was pounding so loud I could barely think.

Back to my room. I clicked play and brought Molly's underwear to my face. In addition to the dampness of runner's sweat, Molly had seriously creamed her panties. They weren't so much stained as they were glazed. They were slick from the front of the lining to the back, where my sister had been digging for pleasure. A potent mix of vaginal discharge, pee and what I can only describe as girl sex assaulted my senses. I almost swooned, my dick surging against the seam of my jeans. Jenn's thong came next, sweaty and stained with fragrant yellow girl cum where the thong had been rubbing insistently against Jenn's crotch all day.

On my screen Molly convulsed with pleasure as her asshole orgasmed, twitching and winking on my sister's hand. My sister wore an expression of sheer delight as she looked at Molly's cumming face.

I minimized the browser as I stroked myself erect, breathing deeply of Molly's sweet, young vagina, breathing deeply of her tiny asshole. I inhaled sharply, the odor of Molly's cum setting off an orgasm into my cum towel and fireworks in my head that blotted out reality.

I drifted off.

I came to a while later. The house was silent. I went downstairs and grabbed a beer. Back upstairs I packed a bowl and took a few healthy tokes.

I looked at the clock. 12:15. They should be back anytime now. I scanned the room. Shit, I still had Molly and Jenn's underwear...and didn't want to give them up. I knew I had to, so I slipped in my sister's room and returned both pair of messy underwear.

The front door opened downstairs and I heard them come in. My sister and Molly were giggling, drunk. I heard Jenn muttering fondly, shepherding them back in the house. Their voices grew louder and louder until they were in my sister's room.

"Shots!" I heard Jenn call out.

"Shots," echoed the other two.

"You think Ben wants one?" I heard Jenn ask.

"Yeah sure, why not?" said my sister. She sounded bubbly and very happy. I heard what sounded like a kiss and had to restrain myself from peeking through the webcam.

"Ben, get in here!" my sister hollered. I got up and walked through the bathroom. My sister's jogging panties still lay on the floor near the hamper. Her essence lingered on my lip and in my nostrils, bold, tantalizing. I stifled a groan and opened the door to my sister's room. She and Molly were sprawled out on her bed, their legs intertwined. Jenn sat cross legged on her sleeping bag on the floor. She handed me a shot, mouthing the words "HELP ME."

I wrinkled my forehead at her quizzically.

She looked meaningfully at my sister and Molly.

"They've been all over each other all night."

"I can see that," I said, feeling my penis fill with blood again.

"Can I sleep in your room, Ben?"

Shit, I thought. I'd like to rub another one off before I sleep, that'll be impossible with Jenn in the room. I certainly can't break out the panties and jerk it watching the webcam.

"What do you mean?" I said, stalling for time.

"They'll be all over each other all night and I'll feel weird," she said.

I sighed. "Sure, no problem."

We both drank a few shots of my sister's vodka, chasing it with hits from Jenn's vaporizer. I was feeling pretty good when I saw Molly slip her hand underneath my sister's dress. Out of the corner of my eye I could see her work her fingers behind my sister's panty waistband. My sister stifled a gasp as Molly's fingers found their way to her liquid center.

Jenn looked meaningfully at the door.

"We're gonna take this party next door, y'all," Jenn said to them. They were barely paying attention.

Jenn dragged her sleeping bag and phone to my room. We smoked another bowl and drank some more vodka. I had a pretty respectable buzz when Jenn laid her hand on my arm.

"Thanks for letting me stay in your room, Ben." Goosebumps rose along my arm, radiating from her touch, and the hairs on my arm stood on end.

"Sure thing," I said.

"It's just that lately Kim and my sister have been getting very close, much closer than I've ever been with her. I'm feeling left out and lonely."

Her big brown eyes looked up at me, a wreath of pot vapor and vodka fumes around her head.

"Lonely? You guys are always hanging out."

"Yeah, but now I'm a third wheel," she said. "And I'm jealous."

"Jealous? Of what?" I asked.

"Jealous that my sister has someone to hold and kiss and love and I don't."

"Come on, Jenn, you're gorgeous. I'm sure you can find someone to spend time with."

"Yeah, I could," she said, "but wouldn't be anyone I'd really want to spend time with or hold me, except maybe...."

"Maybe what?" I asked. She looked away, embarrassed.

"Nothing," she said.

I poured us another drink. Her porcelain skin was flushed across her upper chest and cheeks. I could see she was drowsy.

"You mind if I play some video games?" I asked.

"Not at all," she said. I'm going to turn in.

"Here," I said, "Take my bed, I'll sleep on the futon. Sheets are clean, I haven't even slept here yet."

"Ok," She said, "Thanks."

She stretched and yawned. "Shit," said Jenn, "My pajamas are in your sister's room."

"I'm not going in there," I said.

"Neither am I," had she giggled. "Do you have a t shirt and a pair of boxers I can wear?"

"Sure thing," I said. I fished in my dresser and found the smallest T shirt I could find and an old pair of boxers, so worn they were almost transparent.

"Thanks Ben," She said. Then, without batting an eyelash, she wriggled out of her satin pants. I tried not to stare, but failed miserably. Her legs were perfectly smooth, lean and elegant, tapering to perfectly manicured toes painted dark red. My gaze traveled up to her crotch, which was clad in a satiny black pair of high cut panties with red trim.

She leaned over and stepped into my boxers, meeting my gaze halfway. I couldn't read her expression, but she didn't seem to mind me looking. Jenn stood, unbuttoning her silk vest and tossing it to the floor. Her stomach was toned, firm, perfect, and creamy white. Its lines drew my eyes inexorably to her pussy, whose contours I could almost make out through the threadbare boxers. She shrugged into my T shirt and tossed her hair.

Climbing into my bed, she said, "Sweet dreams." She unhooked her bra, pulled it through her sleeve and tossed it on the floor, then switched off the light.

My desk sat perpendicular to the foot of my bed, so Jenn was laying behind me and to my left. I booted up a game and began playing, the sound down low so she could sleep. Within about ten minutes I had to pee, so to the bathroom I went. As my piss thundered into the bowl, I could hear soft sounds coming my sister's room. I padded over to the door and held perfectly still, listening.

"Oh, a little harder. A little harder, you can suck my clitty harder, Kimmie!" The unmistakable sounds of sucking, wet and sloppy pervaded my senses. Molly's dirty talk got me instantly hard.

"Like that?" I heard my sister say.

"OHH...Ahhh...UHNNNN" said Molly. I could tell she was nearing orgasm.

"Shhhh...." said my sister, "They'll hear...."

"Don't stop licking me, don't stop eating me OHHHHH I'M CUMMMINGGGGG" I heard Molly exclaim, clearly out of her mind with pleasure.

I felt my hips surge and realized I'd been rubbing my dick hard through my pajama pants. Jesus, but this was sweet torture. I almost pulled it out to finish the job when I heard my sister say, "One sec, gonna grab a drink of water."

SHIT SHIT SHIT my mind said. I moved quickly back into my room. I closed the bathroom door as quietly as I could, and then stood at the doorway while my eyes adjusted. I looked over at Molly, who seemed to be asleep.

I heard the faucet in the bathroom turn on as my sister drew a glass of water, then her bedroom door swung shut.

Molly's breathing was soft and regular, with just the tiniest hint of a snore. I sat back down at my desk and inserted an ear bud into my right ear, launching the webcam app, but minimizing the window.

The microphone worked perfectly. I heard the soft sound of kissing, but it was languorous rather than building up passion.

"Night," I heard Molly say drowsily.

"Night," my sister said.

Oh well, I thought, that's that. Might as well get some sleep. I pulled Jenn's sleeping bag over me on the futon and drifted off.

I dreamt vividly. My sister sat next to me. We were folding laundry, every pair of panties she owned. I felt utter dismay at every pair clean and odorless. My sister looked at me and smiled. She reached over to me and brushed her fingers under my nose. The smell of Molly's pussy and ass filled my nose and surrounded me.

"I know what you like," she whispered. Her finger rubbed Molly's scent all over my face. Her other hand was shoved down the front of her pants now and I could see it working insistently at her sex. A detonation of white light went off in my mind, my cock filling with that vibrating incandescence, the vibrations building in intensity, almost audibly reaching a crescendo.

My sister leaned in. "I want to suck your cock," she whispered wetly in my ear, her breath hot and ragged.

I came like a rocket. My cock spasmed violently and I felt warmth radiate outward from my loins. Fitfully, I drifted further into sleep.

I woke to a cold and clammy feeling. Confused, I woke all the way up. My boxers were more or less filled with come. Shit. I hadn't had a wet dream for years.

I sat up, the vividness of the dream playing across the inside of my eyes. I could still smell the musky scent of Molly's sex, the insouciant tang of her butthole. My head spun and heart pounded a little. Get it together, Ben.

I opened my dresser as quietly as possible and pulled out a fresh pair of boxers and another shirt, then tiptoed into the bathroom. I wiped myself down with a wet washcloth, and then tossed the whole mess in the hamper.

I slipped back in bed as quietly as I could. There was a little come on Jenn's sleeping bag. Oops. I mopped up what I could with my shirt tail and closed my eyes.

Minutes passed. I was totally relaxed, after the wet dream; every muscle in my body was at rest. My mind drifted, half dreaming, half awake. I saw my sister's breasts, her lively eyes, her flat tummy, I saw tiny cotton panties clinging to her pussy, her fingers rubbing, circling, and probing. I saw Molly's face in ecstasy, her chest and face flushing as my sister fingerfucked her ass.

I noticed Jenn in the background, the dream clothing her in a short skirt, flipped up around her midsection. With one hand, she held her white cotton panties aside and fucked her pussy as her other hand groped her left breast. Her hips surged off the armchair she was slumped in, her knees splaying open. I could see her sex glisten and her anus contract as she brought herself off over and over again, her eyes locked on my sister fucking her sister with complete abandon.

Even in my dream, I shook my head. It's not possible, I said, I can't come again, there's no way, there's nothing left. I could hear Molly slurping at my sister's sex, moaning into it, humming and grunting and growling her passion. Tingles of pleasure began to arc and prickle across my senses. Jesus, can a man rest?

I looked up at Jenn, who was still fingering herself. Our eyes locked. Over her shoulder was a mirror and I could see us all, Molly eating my sister's pussy, I could see Jenn, feet tucked up under her ass in an armchair, frigging her pussy, and her eyes squinted in intense pleasure. I could see myself, leaning back in a chair, stroking my cock, which at this point was a bar of hot iron, demanding attention, blotting out everything else in my mind.

I started awake, heart pounding. I was sweating, and somehow had managed a pretty respectable erection. Gotta get some sleep. I rolled over, kicking off the bottom of Jenn's sleeping bag to get some cool air on my legs.

I heard, just barely, rustling and a soft moan. I closed my eyes and tried not to move a muscle. My ears adjusted. I could hear the fan in my computer, the creak of the house settling, leaves rustling outside my window.....and I could hear the rhythmic sound of cloth against skin. I listened for the telltale signs of someone sleeping, that peaceful cadence of breaths that tell you someone's in a deep sleep, but instead I heard nothing for a few seconds, then a single pant and quick intake of breath. The rustling continued.

I tried my hardest to see movement, but it was too dark and I could barely make out the shape of the bed, much less Jenn. Quietly, I reached into my boxers and softly massaged my cock and balls.

A moan, slightly higher pitched, then a series of soft grunts as she came.

When the sun broke through my bedroom window in the morning, I sat up and stretched. Jenn was sitting up in my bed, her body between me and the window.

"Mornin' Jenn," I said. "Did you sleep well?"

"Mmmm....I did. I had the most beautiful dream." She stretched, the sunlight silhouetting the arc of her body through my old t shirt. Her nipples stood proudly through the thin fabric.

I got up to use the bathroom. My morning wood sprang through the fly of my boxers and throbbed up and down, pulsing. It was agonizing; my erection was half from arousal, half because I had to piss very badly.

I opened the door.

"I'M IN HERE, RETARD," my sister barked at me. She was sitting on the toilet, bracing her chin in her hand, her elbow on her knee. She was tousled from sleep and bleary eyed, but somehow still more gorgeous than anyone I knew.

"Whoops, sorry. Hurry up, willya?" I said, "I gotta go bad." I exited quickly.

Urine spurted in the bowl intermittently and tapered off. I heard a flush, then the sink as she rinsed her hands.

"DONE," she called.

She was still washing her face when I stepped to the toilet and tried to force my erection toward the water. I wasn't having much luck, and it didn't help my sister was standing right there.

"You mind?" I said.

"What, I make you nervous?" She smirked. "Turnabout is fair play."

"What's that supposed to mean?" I said.

"Oh come on, Ben. You think I don't know you peep on me?" she said, cocking her head to hide the smile spreading across her face.

"What? No..." I stammered. Suddenly my erection faded and my bladder kicked in. I pissed so hard the water sounded like it was chortling.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to tell anyone. Well, aside from Molly, that is." My sister was suddenly right behind me, her body so close I could feel her breath behind me.

I was mortified. "You told Molly? Jesus, Kim!"

"She thought it was hot."

My head spun. She thought what? Suddenly her hand was gripping my cock, her tits pressed up against my back, her pelvis grinding against me.

"I think it's hot too."

I stiffened, my back arching. Piss spurted all over the back of the toilet.

"Uhnnhhnnn" I said. "Jesus, what the fuck, Kim?"

She gave my cock a few firm strokes, her index finger and thumb expertly working the head, then my foreskin, then assertively working my shaft. I gasped, leaning into the wall.

I felt a finger assert itself between my ass cheeks and rub downwards around my asshole, two fingers spreading and reaching for my balls and the base of my cock.

There was a knock on the door and I heard Jenn call out. "Can I use your parents' bathroom? I really gotta go."

"Oh, just finishing up," my sister called out cheerily. Two fingers squeezed hard just beneath the head of my cock and a thumb pressed firmly down on top. I felt my erection back down.

My sister yanked a yard of toilet paper and cleaned my piss from the toilet, tossed the wad in and flushed.

I was floored and had no idea what to say. I tucked my dick back in my boxers. She looked up at me, her eyes dancing, daring me to say something.

All I could do is stare at her, my heart pounding. Two fingers were at her nose. She was smelling my asshole. I trembled. Was she as much of a pervert as me?

"I could use some coffee," she said.

"Ok," I said, my mind blown.

She spun and pranced out of the bathroom, her perfect ass twitching from side to side, her panties wedged up in her ass.

I opened the door to my room to find Jenn standing there, her knees crossed. She was making the minute movements people make when they're about to wet their pants

I got out of her way. I could hear her piss gurgling until I closed the door.

I put on a pair of loose fitting drawstring pants and went downstairs to make coffee. As it brewed, I checked my phone. There was a message from my dad.

The four of us are going to Cabo for a week or so. I put some money in each of your accounts. The girls are welcome to stay. Don't wreck the place.

It was copied to my sister. I checked my balance. Nothing like having rich parents who feel guilty when they're away. He'd dropped a couple grand into my account, probably did the same for my sister.

I heard feet coming down the stairs. My sister pranced into the kitchen, her ponytail swishing from side to side. She was in her running gear, her iPod on her arm, headphones dangling from her neck. She wore white spandex, and I could see everything. She was clearly not wearing panties; I could see her vulva distinctly through the shorts. Her nipples were stood out proudly, their pinkness showing through the sheer white top.




My Sister's Best Friends



4 sugars, cream. I handed my sister her coffee. She cradled it with both hands under her nose and breathed it in.

"Have you been stealing my underwear, Ben?" she asked.

My stomach dropped.

"What? No, of course not!" I protested my face flushing and heart racing.

She laughed, "Don't lie, I saw them sticking out of your pocket last night."

I gaped, speechless.

"What do you do with them, Ben?" she asked.

"I didn't --I don't—Oh fuck it."

She smiled expectantly. "Yes?"

I hesitated. What could I say? She had me dead to rights. Busted.

I shrugged. Oh well.

"I like the way you smell."

She cocked an eyebrow at me. "Like my socks?"

"No, you know..."

"My perfume? My laundry detergent?"

My face colored. She was really enjoying this, grinning and twirling her hair.

"No, I like to smell your pussy."

She looked skeptical. "You just like the smell of it? That's all you're doing?"

"Jesus, Kim! Fine, I like to smell them while I jack off!"

My sister inhaled deeply. "I thought so." She's furious, my mind said. You're fucked, it chanted.

"How long has this been going on?"

"Well," I said, "not that long. Remember when we went to that club a few weeks ago?"

"Yeah," she said, "that was fun."

"I watched you dance for hours. I saw you touching yourself on the dance floor and smell your fingers."

"You saw that?" she said.

"Yeah," I said, "it was one of the sexiest things I've ever seen. I know you're my sister, but Jesus, how much can a guy take?"

A smile played around the corners of her mouth. "I saw you watching me pee last night. I also left the door cracked so you could watch me in the shower."

My mind was reeling. I couldn't process what she was telling me.

"I got off so hard knowing you were watching." Holy shit. "I realized you had stolen my underwear right before our run yesterday. I saw them sticking out of your pocket yesterday, right before our run."

I said nothing.

"I came three times while running, thinking about what you were doing with them."

A moan escaped my lips.

"I've never come so hard, sis. I know it's wrong, and I'm sorry--"

"No you're not," she said. "If I'm not, you shouldn't be. Just make sure I have underwear to put on, ok?"

"You're not going to blackmail me?"

My sister cocked her head and inspected me carefully.

"Naw," she said. "I'll bank this one."

Molly entered the room. She was wearing a very tight white spaghetti string top with aqua piping, with matching shorts. The material hugged her crotch, accentuating her mound.

"Coffee."

"How do you take it?" I asked. My sister snorted with laughter. Molly looked daggers at her.

"Four sugars, loads of cream," she said, blushing as she realized what she'd said. We all laughed.

"Is everything ok with Jenn, Ben?" asked Molly. "She's been pretty distant recently, and I thought she might have said something to you."

Once again, I hesitated. "I don't want to violate her trust."

"Let me ask you this," my sister said. "Is it silly? Can it be solved easily?"

Fuck it, I thought.

"She feels left out, lately, and jealous of you two."

Jenn looked over at Molly. Her eyes were intent. Molly looked down, ashamed.

"Oh," Molly said. "I didn't know that."

My sister sighed. "Dammit, we tried so hard to avoid this."

I looked at both of them, wide eyed and speechless.

"Oh calm down, Ben. You did the right thing by telling us."

I finished my coffee. "Anybody hungry?"

"Yes," Molly and my sister said in unison.

"Ok then, what do you guys want? I'll drive."

My sister gave Molly a look. "I'll come with," she said.

"Let me get my keys," I sprinted upstairs. When I got to my room, Jenn was in the shower. I grabbed my keys. As I passed my sister's bedroom doorway, I saw Molly sitting on the bed.

"You know you can hang out downstairs. TV is way bigger down there."

"Thanks, Ben. Maybe after I apologize to my sister."

"Ok then. Seeya in a few."

We took my car, air conditioning and stereo blasting in the early morning, getting drive through.

"So you're not mad at me?" I said.

She paused. "I felt violated the instant I saw them, and yeah, I was a little mad. Then, at dinner, I started thinking about what you were doing with them, and why you stole them, and I got pretty horny."

"You sure it wasn't Molly's bare foot that got you horny?" I asked.

My sister threw back her head and laughed. "You saw that, huh? I can't get enough of her."

"She is pretty hot," I said. This was going way better than expected.

We drove on. Then, out of the blue:

"Turn here!"

I hit the brakes and turned into a strip mall. "What?"

"Park," she said. I parked. We got out of the car. I looked around.

"What are we doing?" I asked.

"Quick stop," she said, taking my hand. Leaning forward, she almost ran, pulling me behind her to the second store from the end. "Eve's Closet," the sign on the door said.

A bell tinkled as we entered. A sweet incense hung in the air.

The woman behind the counter was stunning, dark bangs framing large eyes and perfectly manicured eyebrows. She was wearing what looked like a vinyl cat suit and was carrying an iPad. Her tits threatened to split the zipper right down her front.

"Hey Kim," she said. "I've got your package right here."

My sister's face lit up.

I looked around. It was a fairly large store, for a strip mall. It appeared to be divided into a clothing section, a video section, and a fetish section.

"What are you getting?" I asked my sister.

"You'll see," she said. "Some odds and ends."

The woman brought out what looked like a lunchbox from the 80s. I looked closer; it WAS a lunchbox from the 80s. Wonder Woman, specifically.

My sister handed the woman her credit card. "Go ahead and run it. We're going to keep looking for a minute."

The woman nodded and swiped the card through a widget on her iPad, then hit a few keys and handed the iPad to my sister for her signature.

I heard the bell on the front door ding. A couple walked in, then a second later a single guy.

"Let me know if you guys need me," said the woman.

My sister grabbed my hand and pulled me into the women's clothes section. It was mostly lingerie, with a bit of leather. She grabbed a few outfits and looked around. The woman was in conversation with the couple who'd come in, the guy had beelined for the videos.

"Give me a hand with this," she said, pulling me into a changing room. Shit, I thought. She's nuts.

We stumbled into the changing room and she shut the door behind us. I stood with her, my nerves shouting that this was out of the ordinary!

"Here, eat this," she said, handing me a pill. It was tan, with brown specks in it. There was a heart stamped into the middle of it.

"What is this?" I said.

"Shhhh...." she said, laying her index finger on my mouth. With her other hand, she brought the pill to my lips. I accepted it, swallowing. From out of nowhere she produced a bottle of water. I took a swig, chasing the pill down. She took the bottle back from me, and then pushed herself hard against me, pushing her leg in between mine and grinding herself on my thigh.

"Ecstasy. We have about twenty minutes before it kicks in." Her hand was exploring underneath my shirt, seeking my nipple with the palm of her hand.

"What the fuck, Kim?! I've never taken it before! We need to go, now!"

I felt her hand delve beneath my belt, the heat of her hand making my cock yearn for satisfaction. She gripped my pole and stroked it hard, her fingers exploring my balls every other stroke. I moaned and shuddered, trying to shake off her spell, at least long enough to get us back to the car.

My left hand slipped down the front of her spandex shorts, my middle finger aimed straight for her clit. My other hand rested firmly on the small of her back, forcing her pussy down to my eager fingers. For a split second, she tried to shy away, then I caught her clit and she began bucking into my hand.

I looked down on her flushed, gorgeous face, her full, pink lips parted, gasping. I kissed her deeply, our tongues darting and probing.

The door bell chimed again, and we heard voices. My sister and I exchanged a look. Time to go.

Back in the car, her hand was on my dick immediately. I stepped on it. She unzipped my fly and stroked my cock lazily.

I tried mightily to stay within the speed limit. I was rigid, her hand absently squeezing my cock, massaging my balls, and wandering below to probe at my anus a little.

"Please don't make me crash," I begged.

"Fine," she pouted. She removed her hand and my cock and balls ached for its absence.

From the corner of my eye I saw her hips lift. I took my eye off the road for a split second to see her hand frantically rubbing her clit.

I pulled into the first drive thru I saw. The line was at least 8 cars long.

I looked over at her, her knees splayed up, her beautiful green eyes squinted shut, her hand underneath the waistband of her panties, gasping in pleasure.

My heart pounded. Tentatively, I reached over and caressed her breast. She shuddered, coming instantly. My sister reached up and grabbed my hand, pulling it down to her crotch. I felt a wave of pleasure explode in the pit of my stomach and a rush of tingling in my scalp. I slid my finger over her spandex covered pussy, feeling her folds open up to my touch. OH MY GOD I'M TOUCHING MY SISTER'S SEX screamed my mind.

She tilted her hips further up and pulled the waistband of her shorts down, exposing her completely bald pussy. My cock throbbed....the pleasure started to overtake me. What was happening?

"Ohhhhhh.....It's starting to kick in, Ben...."

I felt her slippery folds, parting her nether lips, spreading them. My middle finger searched and found her clit. She gasped and groaned, hips rocking and circling, pressing her sex into the heel of my hand, my fingers fucking her.

"MAY I TAKE YOUR ORDER PLEASE" Squawked the box.

Holy shit. The ecstasy my sister had fed me was washing over me, gentle, then overwhelming in rolling waves.

"I need a....UHNN" My sister had leaned over and taken my cock into her mouth. The sensation of her hot wet mouth wiped my mind of any rational thought. I looked down, panicking, as the drug exploded in my brain and body. Every sense was on overload. My cock throbbed and twitched and I realized my hand was on the back of her head, urging her to suck harder and deeper.

The look in her bright green eyes was wicked as she handed me the list of breakfast we were supposed to pick up. Her tongue naughtily circled the head of my cock. I almost fainted.

"UHHNNNN....I need 4 hash browns, 4 Ojs, 4 chicken BISCUITS!" I stammered, finishing with a choked off shout as her tongue worked relentlessly at the underside of my cock head, her hand jerking me off and massaging my balls.

We pulled up, my sister suddenly sitting up straight in her seat, prim, dabbing daintily at her lipstick in the vanity mirror. I barely had time to tuck my cock away before the cashier was in my face.

I could feel the drug rising in my system. Fuck, we needed to get home NOW.

I tried to drive carefully, safely, but put the hammer down in the last few miles. She had my hand in her pants again, her vagina sopping wet and squishing with the motion of my fingers. We pulled up in the driveway and entered through the garage.

Safety.

I closed the garage door with my remote and we stepped out of the car and entered the house through the kitchen. No sign of Molly and Jenn.

"God I'm rolling so hard," said my sister, running her fingers through her hair.

"I guess I am, too," I said, my jaw clenching. I could feel my eyes flutter in their sockets.

I looked at her. I'd never seen anything so beautiful, so soft and firm, all at once. Her nipples stood proudly through her spandex tank, and the fabric of her shorts was wedged into her pussy crack. I felt the roll crash over me again and breathed deeply, trying not to be overwhelmed, feeling proud to be her brother, full of the most incandescent love.

She stepped into me, her unbelievable body pressing hard into mine, her sex grinding into my thigh, her eyes rolled back in her head, lips parted, her breath coming in pants, one hand slipping under my shirt, exploring my chest, the other squeezing my cock through my jeans.

The roll, which had gathered the main body of its force in my solar plexus, exploded, taking my breath away and rushing up into my head, rolling my eyes back in their socket, my whole body shaking and shuddering. Her hand soft on my chest, fingers curling. She squeezed my nipple hard. I pressed my tongue hard against the roof of my mouth, the drug thudding in my body, dominating my senses.

The softness and stretchiness of the spandex covering her ass was filling my entire mind. I cupped her ass with hands, squeezing and massaging. I reached as far into her ass as I could, spreading her. I could feel her panties slide over her firm, bare mound.

My mouth found hers, and her kiss overpowered me. Our tongues met and probed. She bit my bottom lip gently, and then sucked it into her mouth. I returned her kiss, hard and wet.

"Do you want to smell my panties while I suck your cock?" she panted into my ear.

I moaned loudly. "Right here?" I said. She looked up at me, her smile wicked.

She peeled off her shorts, standing there in her white tank top and a tiny white thong. She danced seductively backward a few steps, the middle finger of her left hand fingering herself through her panties, her right squeezing her breast. Her hips bucked toward me at the peak of each circle her finger made.

"I'm soaking wet. My panties are drenched. I think I've come four times in these panties....do you want them?"

My whole body hummed. Language deserted me, so I simply nodded.

She laughed and stepped out of her underwear, baring her pussy momentarily while she turned and scampered off.

"Come and get them!" she said.

I lurched after her. "Wait," I said, "What about Molly and Jenn?"

I could hear her climb the stairs. I followed on wobbly legs, one instant my mind racing, the next exploding with euphoria.

As I reached the top of the stairs, I saw the bathroom door swing closed. I followed, pushing the door open. She stood there, swaying, shorts back on, dancing almost imperceptibly.

"What about the twins?" I whispered.

"Hmm....." she said, "I wonder if they've kissed and made up...."

"What do you mean?" I said.

"You know, Molly apologizing to Jenn for leaving her out."

"Oh yeah, that."

"You know, they are super close. Close like you and me," she said. "Let's go barge in on them."

"Ok," I said.

She giggled, and we moved to the hallway door to her bedroom. She opened the door.

Molly and Jenn looked up, startled. Did they look more tousled than when we left?

"Where's breakfast?" Molly asked. She adjusted herself. I looked at Jenn, whose hair hung softly around her shoulders. Their brown eyes regarded us. They were both off the charts beautiful. Jenn's face was flushed, her ears bright red.

My sister bounced into the room. "It's in the kitchen downstairs. Check out what I got."

She handed the Wonder Woman lunchbox to the twins, and then handed them the key from around her neck. Molly popped the box open. Inside was a bag with about 40 rolls, what looked like an ounce of high grade marijuana, a box of whipped cream chargers, cellophane of painkillers, one that looked like xanax and some odds and ends I didn't recognize.

"We're on our own for like a week," she said to the twins, who were gawking at the box.

"Jesus, Kim!" said Molly. Jenn's eyes were shining and she was holding out her hand. Kim dropped a roll into her hand, then one into Molly's.

"Cheers!" they said, downing the pills with a bottle of water. "Music," my sister said, bouncing to the stereo. Bass filled the room.

"Ben can you give us a minute? I need to talk to the girls for a sec. Pack us a bowl, willya?"

"Sure thing," I said.

I entered my room through the bathroom and sat down at my desk. I played some future garage to relax to. I looked up at my computer monitor, and there, hanging from my webcam, were my sister's panties. The ones she'd just masturbated into. The ones she'd just come in four times.

I launched the webcam app and rewound an hour. I saw my sister and I leave, Molly and Jenn sitting on the bed, Jenn looking away from Molly, her body language hurt. Molly seemed to be apologizing. I saw Jenn's body language relax, and then they both laughed about something. I skipped forward a second.

Molly brushed a strand of hair from Jenn's forehead and tucked it behind her ear. Their eyes locked. Molly leaned in, and to my complete surprise, kissed her sister softly on the mouth. Jenn's mouth opened slightly to Molly's kiss, then her arms encircled Molly's neck and the kiss became harder, more frantic and passionate. They fell to my sister's bed, lips locked, kissing, nipping, biting. Oh my god, I thought, this is amazing.

I felt the roll build up again, feeling the stretchy fabric of my sister's thong. It was still a bit wet, and the scent was delicious, salty and creamy. Her flavor filled my nose and I felt my cock respond.

Better pack that bowl, I thought. On screen, I saw Jenn kissing Molly's neck, bite her ear. Molly's hand was obscured....now I could see, it was rubbing Jenn's crotch through her pants. Holy fucking shit.

The warmth of the ecstasy was humming in my body; I could feel it rising, gathering, and waiting to explode. I saw Jenn's hips rise and her sex grind into Molly's hand. Fuck, I needed to get off. What were they doing in there?

I flipped the webcam feed. The lights were off, but the three of them were illuminated by my sister's PC screen and the LED Christmas lights my sister had hung around her room, engrossed in conversation. They seemed to reach a consensus and looked up.

"BEN. GET YOUR ASS IN HERE," I heard my sister shout.

Showtime.

TO BE CONTINUED....