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Upside Down

By: RufusT



Rachel bit her lower lip and whimpered meekly as she neared a frantic orgasm; her nimble fingers nothing but a blur as they deftly manipulated her burning clit. The beautiful blonde then moaned out and grabbed her sheets with her free hand as her hips began to thrash. Her whole body shook violently as a flood of sensation flashed through every part of her being, before slowly retreating to its epicenter between her trembling legs.

She panted erratically, trying to regain her breath, as her fingers slowed their rotation and her hips finally came to rest. After an infinitely deep breath the young blonde pulled her hand from her spent pussy and let it drop gracefully onto her bare stomach. She groaned weakly and allowed herself a sly smile, the type of smile that only accompanies complete satisfaction.

Rachel lay on her bed and traced a finger delicately across her flat belly and around her navel, her thoughts reluctantly shifting from her mind-blowing orgasm, back to reality.

The intense pressure of the last month had allowed her little time for frivolous thoughts or activities. Now however, with her finals done and her first year of college safely behind her, the nineteen-year-old planned on nothing but frivolity for the next few months.

After a short rest she lazily rolled out of bed and wrapped herself in a robe before heading to the bathroom for a much-anticipated shower. 

She spent the better part of the day unpacking and catching up with her mother, Sara and her eighteen-year-old sister, Trisha. Her father, Dan, had left for work long before she woke. They were a close-knit family and although they spoke often while she was away, there were still plenty of stories to exchange, which the Brooks women did at length.

The next few days were spent getting used to living back at home again. It was pretty uneventful. Other than hanging out with her old friends, Rachel was content spending most of her time lounging around and allowing her tired brain time to refuel.

It was as she was lounging out by the pool on the following Thursday afternoon that Sara informed her she and Dan were going to the Cape for a long weekend. They were leaving the following morning and wouldn’t be back for a few days. It was nothing new; her parents owned a vacation house right on the ocean they visited often. 

The next morning, right after her parents left, Trisha was on the phone inviting a bunch of her friends over for a party that night. Rachel laughed as she thought back to all the parties she had thrown while her parents were away; now seeing her younger sister doing the same thing sparked happy, nostalgic feelings of the not-too-distant past.

She had plans to meet her friend Stephanie at the mall to do some shopping and told Trisha she’d be back in the early afternoon. As she drove to the mall, she found her thoughts drifting back to school and the event that had her masturbating twice daily since its occurrence.

It was the third straight night of relentless studying for Rachel and her roommate Emily and they were both beginning to go a little stir crazy. They decided to take a break to blow off some steam and ended up going to a big off-campus party. By the time they stumbled back to their room, they were both wasted. 

She wasn’t quite sure how it started but she clearly remembered what happened. Somehow she and Emily had ended up in the latter’s bed and they were making out passionately; Rachel’s pussy dampened again as she recalled the event, which ended with Emily fingering and rubbing her to the most powerful climax of her life.

They fell asleep in each other’s arms but awoke in different beds. Rachel was afraid to say anything, and after Emily had acted like nothing happened, she decided she should just forget about it. But she couldn’t.

She managed to suppress her thoughts during her time with Stephanie, planning on taking matters into her own hands again back in her room.

When Rachel arrived home, she kicked off her shoes and stopped in the kitchen for a glass of water. As she took a deep drink, she heard a faint laughter coming from the pool area. Rachel peered out the window and smiled broadly at the scene. Trisha and her friend Katie were in the pool, which in itself was no big deal; it was the fact that they were nude that caught her attention. 

With her thoughts already clearly on the female form, Rachel had a dirty idea. She put her glass down and hurried into her father’s study; the closest part of the house to the pool. Once inside she carefully opened the shades, affording her a perfect view of the whole area.

She felt her heart thump and a heat build between her legs as she stared through the blinds at the naked girls by the pool. Rachel’s blue eyes scanned Katie’s tight little body lustily until she inevitably shifted her attention to Trisha.

The instant her gaze fell on her sister, the difference was obvious. She stared at the younger girl with wide-eyed admiration; her body was absolute perfection. Her breasts had grown into beautifully shaped, ultra-firm C’s. Her stomach was so tight it was nearly concave and her butt was flawless. 

Rachel forced herself to look away from Trisha and instead tried to focus on Katie. But it didn’t work for long. It seemed almost involuntary to her, the way her eyes were drawn back to her younger sister’s naked form. She reminded herself that she was peeping on her own sister, in a weak attempt to dissuade her mind’s desire. But ironically, that only fueled the fire.

She slipped off her jeans and panties and sat down slowly in her father’s office chair, noting the contrast of the cool leather on the heated skin of her bare ass. Her right hand was immediately tracing deliberate circles over her hot pussy as her left slid under her shirt and began to tweak one erect nipple.

Rachel cooed and shifted a little in her seat as her stare moved up and down her sister’s impossibly beautiful body. The water droplets beading off her smooth tanned skin, her wispy, neatly shaved pussy and hard, half-dollar sized nipples completing the most striking picture of feminine beauty she had ever laid eyes on.

Within minutes she was in the throes of another earthquake of an orgasm. Thoughts of feeling and tasting Trisha’s naked body flashed persistently through her mind; the shame of the taboo only serving to feed the orgasm’s voracious appetite as it consumed her wholly.

When the tide of ecstasy had finally ebbed it was replaced by a wave of instant regret. She reached down and pulled her jeans back on hastily before closing the blinds and quickly retreating to her room.

Rachel threw herself down on her bed and buried her head in her arms. The guilt and shame she felt seemed to physically weigh her down.

“What’s the matter with you?” she asked herself out loud.

.However, as she battled with her newfound desires, images of Trisha’s nude form crept into her conscious, interrupting her. After about fifteen minutes of deliberation, Rachel half-heartedly decided to simply suppress her dark desires. She figured the task to be cut and dried, what other choice did she have? The alternative, it seemed, was just not an option.

The blonde pulled herself off the bed with a renewed sense of confidence and headed back down to the kitchen for a fresh glass of water. As she poured her drink the sliding glass door opened and in came Katie and Trisha, now wearing their sparse bikinis.


Rachel nearly dropped the pitcher as her eyes were drawn directly to her sister’s proud breasts, whose hard, dark nipples were plainly visible through her white top. She quickly attempted to compose herself.

“Hey, Rach!!” Trisha exclaimed as she smiled warmly and approached her sister.

“Katie, did I tell you how happy I am that my sister is home?” continued the younger girl before hugging Rachel tightly.

It was in that moment that Rachel’s fragile plan, barely in its infancy, was snuffed out. Feeling Trisha’s body against hers, their breasts pressing against each other, her sister’s nipples so hard, like syringes injecting lust directly into her blood. She tried to hide her trembling as her sister held her close and continued talking to her friend playfully.

“And Rachel doesn’t know it yet but she’s hanging out with me and my friends tonight because I’ve missed her sooooo much and she doesn’t want to make her little sister cry … right?”

Rachel managed an uncomfortable smile and agreed to hang out at Trisha’s party that night. Her head throbbed as her sister mercifully ended her playful embrace and slowly walked away towards the stairs. Rachel couldn’t help but stare at Trisha’s beautiful ass in the slight bikini bottom as she left the room.

The older girl allowed herself a deep breath as soon as the girls were out of the kitchen. She couldn’t understand her sudden obsession, couldn’t even begin to, actually. She knew it was wrong, and really wrong, but she couldn’t deny its tangibility. Besides, she couldn’t get the feeling of Trisha’s body pressed against hers out of her mind, making it impossible to concentrate on much of anything.

She holed out up in her room for the following few hours, trying in vain to avoid stoking the fire.

It wasn’t until nine o’clock when she finally made her way back downstairs. There she found the party beginning and grabbed herself a beer. The first hour was pretty uneventful, but by its end there were a good fifty high school kids partying throughout the house.

Rachel made it a point to avoid Trisha as much as possible but just before ten, her younger sister found her.

“Hey you!!! Come, come, come, come …” the eighteen-year-old said quickly as she grabbed Rachel’s hand and led her into their father’s study.

Trisha closed the door behind them and they joined Katie, Jessica (another of Trisha’s close friends) and two guys, Justin and Tim. Trisha introduced her sister to the guys before nudging Justin purposefully.

He smiled and pulled a small Advil bottle from his pocket and popped the top off. He then tilted the bottle and poured five white pills onto the desk. Rachel recognized it as Ecstasy right away and shot her sister a surprised, but not disapproving look. She was no raver but Rachel had done E five or six times and had really enjoyed it each time.

They each popped a tab then smoked joint, compliments of Tim, and by the time they rejoined the party Rachel was feeling much looser. The situation with Trisha didn’t seem as big a deal, such are the temporary healing properties of alcohol and drugs.

A half an hour later Rachel was beginning to roll and found herself dancing in a circle with Trisha and about eight of her friends. Her inhibitions, along with her previous concerns were suddenly gone entirely and she found it impossible not to watch her sister dance.

An arm then surprised Rachel around her waist as someone began to grind into her from behind. She turned her head to find Justin smiling at her. She smiled back and began to grind her tight ass hard against him in response.

It had been a while, excluding her experimentation with Emily, since Rachel had fooled around with someone and Justin was pushing all the right buttons. The Ecstasy heightened her sense of touch immeasurably so that his hands sliding across her flat stomach and up and down the sides of her hips seemed to generate an electrical charge on her skin.

After a few moments she turned to face him and they continued to grind into each other hard. He then grabbed Rachel’s ass with one hand and squeezed it tightly as he brought his mouth to her ear.

“You are SO fucking hot,” he rasped before nuzzling his face against her neck.

Under normal circumstances Rachel would’ve taken exception to a guy grabbing her ass so soon, and right in the middle of a crowded room. But his attention seemed to make her forget, at least temporarily, about her sudden incestuous desires.

The blonde turned around again and resumed grinding her firm, little ass into the younger guy’s hips to the thumping beat of the techno; her mind narrowing it’s focus on nothing other than the beat and the feeling of Justin’s body rubbing against hers.

After a few songs, Rachel decided she needed a fresh drink and Justin tailed her closely to the kitchen. Once they each had a new beer, he took her hand and wordlessly led her towards her father’s study, picking up Trisha on the way.

The music pumped loudly through the study’s speakers as Justin closed the door and backed the two sisters against it, side by side. He then moved in and began to kiss Trisha deeply.

Rachel could only stare dumbly as they kissed, their tongues wrestling frantically mere inches from her face. When he broke his kiss with Trisha, Justin immediately moved in on Rachel. 

Rachel was shocked as Justin kissed her and quickly pushed him away. She immediately looked over at Trisha, waiting for an angry tirade, but instead found her younger sister giving her a devious smile. Trisha then reached out and pulled Justin’s face close to Rachel’s again. 

He kissed the blonde girl hard again. Rachel responded this time and accepted his hot tongue as it darted into her mouth forcefully, snaking deep down her throat before retreating.  He traded off kissing the sisters a few times until Trisha moved behind him as he kissed Rachel’s neck and slowly began to unbutton her shirt. She kissed him back hard as he removed her shirt then unhooked and discarded her bra.

When she opened her eyes again, Rachel felt a rush of heat to her head as she found Trisha staring lustily at her. The younger sister had removed Justin’s shirt and was caressing his chest from behind as he kissed her sister’s neck and began to pinch one of her nipples hard. Rachel’s whole body trembled and she made no attempt to hide her eyes from Trisha.

Their stare was broken only when Justin intervened, gently pushing Rachel to her knees as Trisha dropped his pants. The blonde watched closely as her sister pulled down Justin’s boxers, revealing his fat, hard cock swaying directly in front of her face. Trisha grasped his thick shaft from behind and put his throbbing head right at the tip of her sister’s mouth. 

Rachel gently closed her lips around his fat head as her sister’s petite hand glided up and down the guy’s hefty trunk. Her eyes then trailed upward as Trisha released Justin’s cock, stepped around to his side and began to kiss her friend deeply. Rachel gripped Justin’s cock tightly at its base and began to suck him harder as she watched the two of them kiss passionately.

Trisha then gracefully dropped to her knees beside her sister and moved her pretty face in close. Rachel nearly froze but managed to take her mouth off Justin’s cock and offer his glistening rod to her. The sisters’ eyes remained glued to each other as Trisha began to suck his big dick hard.

Rachel was on fire. Watching Trisha slurp at this guy’s cock, just inches away, was nearly more than she could handle. She wanted so desperately to taste her sister’s tongue, feel her hands all over her body; but that was a line that even in her clouded state of mind, she was unwilling to be the first to cross.

They took turns sucking Justin hard, each watching the other closely during their time, until he eventually pulled them up and kissed them both wildly. He then slipped Rachel’s jeans and drenched panties off in one smooth motion. The blonde groaned softly as he kissed her again and began to gently stroke her swollen pussy lips.

Trisha stepped back so she stood about five feet away and slowly removed her shirt. Rachel stared unabashedly at her sister as she bit her lower lip and let out a whimper in response to Justin’s middle finger sliding into her hot, little pussy. Her eyes followed Trisha closely as the younger girl finished taking off her clothes before sitting down in her father’s chair. 

Justin then bent Rachel over the opposite side of the desk and the blonde let out a breathy moan as he pushed his fat cock inside her. Trisha hooked her legs up over the arms of the chair, spreading her gorgeous pussy wide, and began to rub her juicy cunt. Within moments Justin was fucking Rachel hard from behind. Her gaze constantly shuttled between her sister’s glistening pussy and her dark eyes as she held tightly to the desk.

“Yeah … fuck her hard, fuck her HARD!!” the little brunette hissed as she fingered herself and watched lustily.

To hear those nasty words come from her sister’s mouth, brought Rachel to the brink and she began drive her tight ass back hard into Justin. He reached around and squeezed one of her firm tits tightly as he picked up the pace even more.

Rachel then let out an unsteady moan and began to come furiously as she rode Justin’s rigid shaft. When she opened her eyes again, Trisha was staring right at her, still rubbing her wet pussy slowly. 

The younger girl then got up and walked around the desk as Justin pulled his hard cock out of Rachel. His dick was still swaying as she grasped it with her petite hand and kissed him deeply. Trisha then sat back on her father’s desk and pulled her friend’s cock to her eager pussy.

Rachel just stood there motionless, a somewhat blank expression masking the tumult of thoughts and desires ricocheting around her flustered mind. She watched intently as Justin began to thrust into her sister.

Trisha was moaning and whimpering as she writhed around beneath her friend’s rhythmic pumping. The sound of her sister’s ecstasy was sending shivers through Rachel as her fingers found her aching pussy once again.

Trisha then suddenly trained her eyes directly on her sister.

“Yeah (gasp) you like watching me (moan) get fucked?

Rachel nodded like a child and continued to stare as Trisha’s tiny body recoiled comically after each fierce thrust.

“That’s it … oh God! … Watch me while you finger yourself!” the brunette whimpered lustily as she neared her own climax.

After another five minutes, Trisha grabbed Justin’s neck and pulled herself close to him as she began to come. Her sister’s series of high-pitched squeals and moans were enough to set Rachel off again.

Trisha then slipped off the desk and began to suck and jerk Justin off fiercely. She beckoned to Rachel to join her, which the blonde did immediately. By his moans and erratic breathing, Rachel knew he was about to blow. Suddenly Trisha pulled her mouth off his cock and snapped at Rachel.

“Swallow him.”

Almost as soon as Rachel’s lips closed around his shaft, Justin exploded. Trisha’s hand still pistoned up and down the base of his prick as she watched Rachel struggle to swallow his formidable load.

When he finally stopped spewing, Trisha pulled his spent cock from her sister’s mouth and got in her last licks before standing up and kissing him deeply.

Rachel was in a complete daze and only started getting dressed after the other two were nearly finished. 

“Can you give us a minute?” Trisha asked Justin as she hugged him.

Rachel’s heart started thumping again as Justin smiled and left the room. Trisha then approached her as Rachel braced herself for what was to come. The brunette stopped right in front of her sister.

“You OK?” she asked sincerely.

Rachel nodded, still unable to find her voice.

“Good, ‘cause you look a little bugged out.” 

Trisha then moved closer and hugged Rachel lovingly.

“That was amazing.” The brunette whispered hoarsely.

After the hug, Trisha simply turned and left the room, leaving Rachel standing there stunned and unfulfilled. The blonde stayed motionless for a couple minutes before breaking down and beginning to cry. Her tears were mainly a product of her confusion but partly due to a massive feeling of unfulfilled desire.

She gathered herself as best she could, finished dressing and made a beeline for the relative sanctuary of her room. Rachel cried some more as she struggled mightily to comprehend the events of the previous twelve hours; how her whole life had suddenly turned upside down.


Upside Down, Again



I just want to say another quick thank you to everyone who offered feedback on, what is now, the first chapter of a hopefully long series. I really do appreciate everyone taking the time to let me know what they thought and offer suggestions. As always, additional feedback and suggestions are welcomed and encouraged. I hope you all enjoy this chapter as much as the first. Thanks again, Rufus.

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"Gotcha again." Trisha said with a smile.

Trisha sprung up off the bed and the sisters wrapped each other in a loose embrace. After a series of soft kisses, the two girls smiled warmly as they stared into each other's eyes.

"Oh my God... this is so fucking weird!" Rachel said with a nervous laugh.

"What is?" her sister asked coyly.

"Oh, come on! This whole crazy thing, you and me, this is nuts!" the blonde responded incredulously.

Trisha's smile slowly disappeared. The younger girl then suddenly grabbed her sister's ass as she planted a long, deep kiss on her mouth. After nearly a full minute, she broke the kiss off.

"Rachel, we haven't even scratched the surface yet." Trisha purred seductively.

She allowed a brief pause for effect, before continuing

"I'm going to take a shower. You're welcome to join me, you know, if it's not too weird for you, that is."

The brunette then released her sister's ass from her grip and turned and left the room. 

Rachel hesitated for a few brief moments, amazed at how wet her pussy had gotten from just a few words and a single kiss, before hurriedly following Trisha into their parents' bathroom.

They both stepped into the shower and beneath the cascade of steamy water from the overhead tap. Trisha took the soap in her hands and began to build a lather as she eyed Rachel's body subtly. She then turned her sister around and began to gently wash her shoulders.

Rachel sighed as Trisha caressed her shoulders and proceeded down her back, moving her hands in slow, imperfect circles as she went. The blonde then jumped slightly as her sister wrapped her arms around her and softly ran the bar of soap across her flat belly.

Trisha's hands moved with purpose, gentle, yet commanding. They teased Rachel cruelly, sliding just inches from her swollen clit on their lower passes and just beneath the curve of her breasts on the upper. The older girl's excitement was evident in her breathing as Trisha took her sister's hands and placed them against the far wall of the shower, effectively leaning her forward just a little.

She reached around and ever so gently touched the very tips of Rachel's granite nipples with her index fingers. Before long, she was pinching and tugging softly at them, further teasing her sister's senses. The brunette tweaked and flicked the older girl's nipples for a few moments as she drew herself a little closer, letting the hard points of her own breasts graze her sister's smooth back.

Rachel then threw her head back as Trisha suddenly squeezed both her breasts hard, holding them for only a second before releasing them again. She pulled her own body in tight against her sister's as she began to massage her firm tits methodically. The blonde closed her eyes and groaned, pushing hard against the wall in support of her weakening knees as Trisha caressed her breasts with a kind of powerful tenderness.

After a short time, Trisha slowly snaked her right hand down Rachel's tight stomach as her left continued kneading her tits hard. The younger girl brushed her fingertips over her sister's ripe clit once before running her hand down the inside of her thigh, continuing her deliberate tease. 

She then spun Rachel around and pushed her roughly against the shower wall as she cupped her throbbing pussy in her palm. The blonde stared at Trisha in breathless desperation, her gray-blue eyes pleading for release. She squealed a moment later as Trisha began to rub her needy cunt furiously. 

Rachel's whole body quaked at her sister's skillful touch. The sensation seemed to envelop her entire being, mind, body and soul. She had never imagined that so much pleasure could be derived from the mere touch of another person.

Within a minute Rachel was in the clutches of another maddening orgasm. She held on to her younger sister's slight shoulders for support as her mind clouded over from the impossible pleasure; her ecstatic cries echoing noisily off the tiled walls of the shower.

Almost before her climax had fully run it's course, Trisha gently dropped her panting sister to her knees and leaned her back so that Rachel was holding herself up with her hands on the floor. The brunette then straddled her sister's pretty face, reaching down and gripping the back of her head as she began to grind her sweet cunt onto her mouth rhythmically.

Trisha held one of her perfect tits tightly and stared down at her sister's helpless eyes with a lusty disdain. She continued to pump her narrow hips as Rachel lapped at her hot pussy passionately.

The younger girl rode her sister's face hard for a long while. Rachel ignored the growing soreness in her arms, loving the way Trisha's searing pussy felt as it mashed against her nose and mouth. The brunette finally stopped grinding and issued a muted whimper as she reached her own powerful climax. She reached down and grabbed Rachel's head with her other hand as well as she loosed a surge of juices from her pussy to rival that of the showerhead. Trisha continued to stare down at her pretty sister, her soft, brown eyes blazing with lust, as her orgasm slowly subsided.

She released Rachel's head and helped her to her feet.

"Still think this is crazy... or maybe too weird for you?" she asked with a sly smile.

Rachel gave Trisha a long, deep kiss before answering, with a distinguishable note of wonder in her voice.

"No one has ever made me feel like that before." 

"Rachel, Rachel, Rachel..." Trisha began as she stroked her sister's face.

"You have no idea, girl."

The girls kissed lovingly again, before finishing up their shower.

Rachel threw on some clothes to lounge in, a pair of her old boyfriend's lacrosse shorts and a t-shirt and went downstairs to make some lunch. Trisha followed about ten minutes later, just as she was putting the finishing touches on a couple of sandwiches for the two of them.

"None for me thanks." the younger girl said as she passed through the kitchen on her way towards the front door.

"Wait, where are you going?"

"Where am I going? What are you, my girlfriend, now?" Trisha asked mockingly, a broad smile forming on her lips.

Rachel put down her plate.

"Shut up, bitch. I'm just curious." She joked in response, a little embarrassed of her blatant anxiety.

"You know I'm just teasing you." Trisha said as she took her sister's hand and started again for the front door.

"Actually, I think it's kind of sweet."

They stopped at the door and stood close, facing each other. Trisha put on a mock serious face and continued in an exaggerated monotone.

"I am going to the mall with Katie and her mom. We are going to shop for clothes and maybe some makeup, if time allows. And then..."

The brunette broke off laughing as her sister playfully shoved her.

"I hate you!" Rachel laughed as she blushed noticeably.

Trisha then stepped close again and gave Rachel a soft peck on the lips. The older girl didn't see her sister slip her hand into her pants. She pulled away a little and brought her hand up to Rachel's mouth.

"Just to make sure you miss me while I'm gone..."

Trisha slipped the tips of two fingers just into her sister's mouth, before turning and walking out the door with a smile. Rachel shuddered as she tasted a hint Trisha's pussy on her tongue and eyed her sister's beautiful ass as she walked down to her car.

"Holy shit, I think I'm in love." She said aloud, only half joking.

Rachel closed the door, only after Trisha was gone and took her lunch into the living room. She turned on the television and flipped robotically threw the channels as she ate her sandwich. Although she was staring right at the TV's random images, she didn't really see them. The screen in her mind was instead replaying the two shows she and her sister had provided in the last ten hours. 

How can this be happening? she wondered silently. The question didn't linger long though. Above all else, Rachel was content. She felt satisfied, though she suspected that was just temporary. She saw the answer to that question, and any others her conscious could dig up, in the pure perfection of their sex. Her feelings were so strong that there was simply no doubt.

The orgasms she'd experienced were nothing short of life changing. And the way Trisha took charge; Rachel had always longed for a lover to do just that. But where her boyfriends had tried, and failed, her younger sister had succeeded. Perfectly. After a short while, the only question that remained unanswered was, How did I not see this sooner?

When her lunch was finished, Rachel lay back on the sofa and settled on a channel, finally realizing that it didn't make a bit of difference what was on. The blonde wore a wide grin as she closed her eyes and soon fell fast asleep.

She napped as soundly as she ever had, for a little over two hours, before she awoke, still wearing that same grin. Rachel pulled herself off the couch and put her lunch plate in the dishwasher, then headed up the stairs to straighten up her room.

She put on music as she dinked around her room, cleaning mainly as a way to kill time before Trisha came home. As she was dusting the pictures on her dresser, one in particular seemed to catch her eye. She took the 5x9 frame in her hands and smiled as she gazed down at the frozen moment.

The picture had been taken about three summers earlier, up at the Cape house. Rachel studied the image fondly, her attention first drawn to the then fourteen-year-old Trisha. 

"God she was even hot back then!" she thought aloud.

Her focus eventually shifted to her parents. She had always known that her parents were good looking; it was pretty obvious. Sara had actually done some modeling during a break from college but when she met Dan, decided to ditch the idea and moved so she could be closer to him. But in this moment, Rachel simply saw her parents as two really handsome people, nothing more, nothing less. There was nothing sexual about the realization, at least not overtly, but it wasn't entirely "wholesome" either.

Whatever it was, it didn't seem much to her and after a minute or two she put the frame back in its place and continued her dusting.

She glanced at the clock when she had finished. It was just past seven and she figured (and hoped) Trisha would be home before too long. The blonde then smiled as a sudden idea tickled her. She walked over to her dresser, opened her panty drawer and shuffled through the items until she found what she was looking for. 

She slid off her shorts and underwear and stepped into a pair of her sexiest panties, a tiny, pastel pink v-string she bought on her last trip to Victoria's Secret. She then slipped her unassuming shorts back on, deciding her sexiest bra wasn't quite as sexy as no bra at all, and headed back downstairs to wait for Trisha.

After what seemed like days, she finally heard the sound of her sister's car pull up the driveway. Rachel tried to hide her obvious excitement but had to get up to greet her when she heard the front door open.

"Look what I got out of Mrs. Lewis' garage fridge!" Trisha sang as she held up two bottles of champagne.

"Right on!" exclaimed Rachel as she took one bottle in her hand and read the label briefly.

"I figure maybe I can get you drunk and take advantage of you. What do you think?" the younger girl asked with a suggestive smile.

"I think you don't need to get me drunk for that." Rachel answered immediately.

"Oooh, good answer." Trisha responded, before the girls shared a long kiss.

When they finally broke their kiss they walked together into the kitchen. Rachel put one bottle in the refrigerator while Trisha began to peel the foil off the top of the other.

"I have a little surprise for you, big sister." Trisha said a little mysteriously as she struggled with the tightly wrapped foil.

"Oh yeah, well what is it?" the blonde asked excitedly.

"Patience, patience..."

Trisha was cut off by the earsplitting pop of the cork, which ricocheted hard off the cabinets and whizzed by Rachel's ear, missing her by inches. They both jumped at the sound and shrieked laughter as the champagne bubbled over. Trisha brought the bottle to her mouth and took a hearty swig before passing it to Rachel, who did the same.

Once the unruly tide of bubbly had been stemmed, Rachel got some paper towels and wiped up the small puddle, while Trisha walked slowly into the living room. When the floor was relatively clean again, the older girl followed her sister into the other room. Rachel took another belt from the bottle as Trisha offered, before the younger girl placed the champagne on the coffee table and stepped close to her sister again.

"So what's my surpri--?"

Rachel's intended question was interrupted by a sudden, hard kiss. She moaned softly as Trisha's mouth practically assaulted hers. The brunette sucked hard on her sister's lower lip as she took one of the older girl's hands and slowly guided it up the inside of her thigh.

Rachel opened her eyes and tried to break the kiss as she suddenly felt something foreign beneath Trisha's running pants. The brunette held her head fast though and slipped her tongue back deep into her throat as she pulled her sister's hand harder against her crotch.

Rachel tentatively began to stroke the tubular object in her younger sister's pants as they kissed for a long moment. Trisha ended the kiss and sat her sister down on the couch before taking a step back towards the center of the room. The brunette took another big gulp of the champagne and stared down at Rachel as the blonde watched her excitedly.

Trisha handed the bottle back to her sister and motioned for her to take a drink, which she did immediately. She stared hard at Rachel as she slowly removed her t-shirt and reached around and unclasped her bra. The blonde trembled with anticipation as Trisha slipped her bra off and let it fall to the floor before stepping right in front of her again.

The younger girl glared down at her as she spoke sternly.

"Pull my pants down, slowly."

Rachel's anxious eyes remained glued to Trisha's as she eagerly reached up and grasped her sister's waistband. She gasped suddenly as Trisha grabbed her chin like she would a child and admonished her.

"Slowly."

The blonde was more turned on than ever and wanted nothing more than to please her sister. She reached up again and gently hooked her index fingers under the elastic waistband of Trisha's baggy warm-up pants. She pulled them down about an inch before sliding her fingers around her back and repeating the process carefully.

Rachel then slipped her other fingers of both hands under the elastic and steadily pulled downward, revealing what at first appeared to be black leather panties. Trisha's eyes remained on her sister's as Rachel continued sliding her pants down, meeting some resistance from the, as yet unseen obstruction within.

The older girl then gasped audibly as her "surprise" began to reveal itself. Rachel saw that what she had initially assumed to be leather panties, was in actuality, a harness. Her excitement grew exponentially as the previously concealed obstruction entered into full view; a thick, flesh colored dildo that sprang to life as she finally pulled Trisha's pants past its head. Rachel's eyes followed the tip of the eight-inch, realistic rubber cock as it bounced and swayed hypnotically, right in front of her face.

Trisha stepped out of her pants, which had dropped down around her ankles, and took a step back again. The younger girl snatched the champagne off the coffee table once more and took another swig before dropping her hand down by her side, still holding the bottle by its neck.

Rachel stared up at her sister in awe. This was by far the sexiest sight her eyes had ever beheld. Trisha stood before her nude, save for the fat strap-on presenting a stark contrast to her elegant, petite frame; the near empty bottle of champagne hanging at an angle from her right hand. She sat motionless, unable to move, as her brain took in the unimaginable image.

"Take off your shirt." Trisha ordered firmly as she took another gulp of champagne.

"And your shorts."

Rachel complied instantly, practically tearing her clothes off while she stared at her gorgeous sister wide-eyed. Her pink panties were already soaked through; a wet spot the size of a quarter clearly visible directly in their middle. 

Trisha looked down at her older sister with a lusty, contemptuous glare as she repeatedly picked her dildo up by the head and dropped it, letting it bounce around her waist in its mesmerizing fashion.

Rachel sat timidly on the couch as her sister stared her down and toyed with her stout strap-on before at last stepping directly in front of her again. Trisha grasped her dildo at the base with her right hand as she tenderly began to stroke Rachel's head with her left. The blonde girl stared back up at her sister with an innocent, little girl expression, the dildo just inches from her face.

The older girl let out a crisp yelp as Trisha suddenly seized a handful of hair and yanked downward, forcing Rachel's pretty face up, as she dropped the dildo's thick head to her full lips.

"You wanna suck my cock, Rachel?" she asked mockingly, slowly sliding her tool over her sister's mouth. 

"Yes." the blonde hissed and started to lap carefully along the underside of the dildo.

Trisha flashed a wicked grin as she resumed stroking Rachel's hair sweetly. She removed her hand from the base of her toy, allowing her sister to get a firm hold there herself as she closed her lips around the strap-on's oversized head. Rachel's eyes remained locked on Trisha's as she took more and more of the rubber monster into her mouth.

While there was very little physical pleasure to be had in the "blowjob", there was definitely pleasure to be had. Rachel felt electric, slurping hard on the big dildo as if it was a real cock. She swirled her tongue over its head with each pass as she struggled to fit as much as she could down her throat.

Trisha, for her part, loved seeing her sister give her head, and the sense of power that came along with it. She swore she could almost "feel" the heat of Rachel's mouth and the skill of her tongue, as they worked their way up and down the false dick's fat shaft.

After a few minutes Trisha had both hands on her sister's bobbing head as she began to thrust her hips gently, essentially fucking Rachel's face. The blonde released her grip on the dildo and reached up, squeezing Trisha's firm tits tight as her sister pumped away at her mouth smoothly.

The brunette eventually pulled her strap-on from her sister's mouth and leaned down to kiss the older girl. They both panted audibly, their hands roaming all over each other's firm bodies as they hungrily lapped at each other's tongues. 

Rachel groaned as Trisha began to kiss and suck her neck passionately, in time lowering her face to her pretty breasts. The blonde reached down and grasped blindly at her sister's dildo, squeezing and jerking on it hard, while the younger girl chewed softly on her little brown nipples and slipped her drenched panties off.

Trisha then knelt down and grasped Rachel's slender legs behind her knees. With a firm tug, she slid her sister down about a foot, so that her firm ass was hanging just off the seat of the sofa.

"Hold your legs spread." she commanded gently. 

Rachel immediately took hold of her legs and spread them a little wider as Trisha lowered her beautiful face between them. The brunette stopped with her nose no more than an inch from her sister's gorgeous pussy. She watched in wonder as a droplet of clear juice trickled down Rachel's enflamed lips and disappeared into the crack of her ass.




Upside Down, Again



Trisha then shifted her eyes back up to Rachel's. The blonde's hips flinched reflexively as her sister gently blew a stream of cool air directly onto the heated flesh of her literally dripping cunt.

Rachel moaned out as Trisha ran a broad stroke of her tongue up the length of her puffy labia once, flicking her hard pink clit at the top. Within moments the younger girl was eating her sister's honey-sweet pussy ravenously. Rachel squirmed around, whimpering and gasping, beneath the dexterity of Trisha's lips and tongue.

Before long Trisha lowered her insatiable mouth further and thrust her fickle tongue into her sister's tiny, puckered asshole. She quickly wrapped her arm around the blonde's leg, draping her hand over Rachel's red-hot pussy, and began to stroke her swollen clit.

Rachel's lithe body was quickly being reduced to a twitching, quivering mass of flesh. Trisha sucked hard on her tight asshole as her nimble fingers manipulated her sister's clit relentlessly. By the time she returned her skillful mouth to the blonde's flowing cunt, Rachel was on the brink of her second orgasm.

Trisha had another trick up her proverbial sleeve for her older sister. The brunette positioned her index and middle fingers at the mouth of Rachel's anxious pussy while doing the same with her ring finger and pinky at her well-lubed asshole.

The blonde's thin torso then contracted involuntarily as Trisha suddenly buried all four fingers inside her two openings, while at the same time closing her lips over her tender, pink bud.

Rachel's hips bucked uncontrollably as her sister pistoned her fingers in and out of her and sucked exclusively on her engorged clit. In a matter of moments, Rachel was coming hard. Trisha struggled to hold her sister's waist down through the orgasm as she continued to work her juicy pussy tirelessly.

When the older girl's hips finally stopped thrashing, Trisha slowly emerged from between her legs, her mouth and chin glazed in her sister's tangy-sweet fluids. She pulled Rachel off the couch and instructed her breathless sister to get on all fours, a few feet from the mirrored wall.

The blonde turned her head back and watched closely as Trisha knelt down behind her. The younger girl grasped her strap-on with her right hand as she took a firm hold of Rachel's waist with her left. Rachel began to whimper softly as her sister pushed the fat head of the dildo against her slippery pussy. 

"Oh God!" the blonde groaned deeply as Trisha suddenly sunk a third of her latex cock inside her.

The brunette grabbed her sister's waist with her other hand as she slowly began to thrust in and out of her tight cunt. Rachel moaned and panted as Trisha steadily drove more of the dildo inside her with each pass. The brunette ran her hands up to her lover's shoulders and drew her fingertips hard across her back on their return as she increased the pace of her thrusting.

Rachel's moaning remained constant as Trisha fucked her, still in a relatively slow rhythm, with six of the dildo's eight inches. The younger girl's hands slowly caressed her sister's smooth back before eventually coming to rest on her shoulders.

Rachel's head swayed and bobbed unsteadily as her sister began to fuck her a bit harder. Trisha then took a handful of her blonde hair and gently began to push and pull her head around.

"Yeah, you like that?" she asked rhetorically as she pumped Rachel's expanded pussy faster and faster.

Trisha then yanked Rachel's head up, eliciting a wounded cry, and held it tight. Both girls stared at their reflection in the mirror just a few feet away, Rachel through squinted eyes as her sister drilled her hard. 

They watched each other closely in the mirror. Both were experiencing the best sex of their lives, better possibly than they would ever again experience. And they both seemed to know it; seemed to communicate it even, albeit wordlessly. Somewhere, in the far back of Rachel's mind, she wondered if they were scratching the surface yet.

After a long while the younger girl pulled her dildo from her sister's aching pussy and flipped her over on her back. She mounted the dazed blonde and immediately resumed fucking her ferociously. She snatched Rachel's wrists and pinned her hands to the floor above her head as she brought her face down close to her sister's. 

By this point Trisha was pounding her older sister with the strap-on's full length and girth at a frantic pace. The girls' faces were so close that their noses nearly touched. The look of lust and excitement in Trisha's eyes served to fuel Rachel's rapture, inevitably bringing her ever closer to yet another climax.

The brunette sensed her sister's imminent release. She kissed her deeply and continued to blast away as hard as she could as Rachel began to come wildly beneath her. The older girl screeched into her sister's hot mouth as her back arched awkwardly, her orgasm shaking her to her very core while Trisha continued to drive her tiny ass into the carpet relentlessly. 

After a few long moments, Rachel's tide of sensation softly began to fade away. Trisha finished her off with a final series of powerful thrusts, leaving the entire dildo buried in her sister's abused pussy as she remained on top of her. They continued to kiss each other intensely as both girls slowly caught their breath.

"Damn, Rach; you almost make me wish I had a real cock to fuck you with."

Rachel smiled. A huge, exhausted, satisfied smile, and after a pause, answered.

"That was as real as it gets."

They kissed lovingly again; Rachel squealing as Trisha playfully pumped her hips a few more times before finally letting her strap-on slip out of her sister's spent pussy.

"I could fuck you all night." Trisha said as she knelt up and squeezed Rachel's smallish breasts tenderly.

Her sister tilted her head mischievously and responded in perfect time.

"What, you got somewhere to go?" 



Upside Down Ch. 03



For everyone who was waiting on this third installment, I'm sorry about the delay. I've had a wicked case of writer's block that finally seems to be gone, for anyone who didn't, feel free to check out parts 1 and 2 if you like this one. Thanks again for all your suggestions and comments. They really mean a lot. Enjoy! 

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Chapter 3: The Best Laid Plans...

"I could fuck you all night." Trisha said as she knelt up and squeezed Rachel's smallish breasts tenderly.

Her sister tilted her head mischievously and responded in perfect time.

"What, you got somewhere to go?"

Indeed she didn't. The sisters fucked twice more that night; Trisha donning the strap-on one more time, in their parents' bed no less, before they fell asleep together there. 

The next day was Sunday. With their parents not due back from the Cape until Monday afternoon, the girls decided the much-needed house cleanup could wait 'til the next morning. Instead they planned on a lazy day of rest and relaxation, if they could fit it in around the sex, of course.

They found it incredibly difficult, and ultimately pointless, to keep their hands off one another. They were like two newlyweds in their first home, breaking-in every room of the house. From Rachel eating Trisha out on the dining room table soon after they woke, to the younger girl again fucking her beautiful sister with her strap-on out by the pool late that night; barely an hour went by that the Brooks girls weren't engaged in some wicked form of lovemaking. 

When Dan and Sara returned home late that Monday afternoon, they found everything in perfect order. Not only was the house was spotless, but the girls had even made them a nice dinner. Everything was a bit too perfect, their parental intuition hinted, but they decided not to question a good thing. 

Little did they know that if they had come home just a half an hour earlier, they would have found Rachel naked on the kitchen table; legs splayed wide with Trisha leaning over her, finger-fucking her and sucking passionately on her tits. But life is all about timing and instead they were sitting down at that very table, eating a cozy dinner with their daughters. The girls seemed to have a subtle, yet perceptible glow about them that both parents registered, but neither consciously.

Over the course of the next few days the girls struggled to play it cool, but that was becoming increasingly difficult for both of them. Since Sara worked out of the home, there was barely a moment they could steal in private. As a matter of consequence, save for a few stolen kisses, they were unable to indulge in their newfound desires. By Thursday afternoon, their frustration was beginning to boil over.

It was early that afternoon and Rachel was sitting at the kitchen table with Sara. Mother and daughter were going over possible course selections for the following semester. As they pored over a list of class requirements, Rachel caught some movement out of the corner of her eye. Trisha had silently slipped into the adjoining dining room, wearing only her treacherous, white bikini. The brunette held her index finger over her mouth, in an appeal for silence, when her sister caught sight of her. 

The older girl feigned attention but carefully stole glances over her mother's shoulder to see what Trisha was up to. Rachel's eyes widened a moment later as her sister began to squeeze her voluptuous breasts tightly. The blonde caught herself staring perhaps a second too long and quickly returned her eyes to the glut of carefully arranged papers on the table.

She hastily picked out a somewhat detailed course description and asked Sara what she thought. As her mother began to read, Rachel returned her careful stare to her sister. Trisha promptly pulled the cups of her bikini down and hooked them beneath her heavy breasts. Rachel stared in wonder at her sister's seemingly fearless display, just ten feet or so from their mother's back.

Trisha continued to smile and stare as she played with her beautiful, bare tits for a long minute; relishing the fused look of disbelief and lust in her older sister's eyes. The brunette then slowly trailed her right hand down her taut stomach and into her bikini bottom. Rachel kept shooting nervous glances back at her mother to make sure she was still reading, but her attention couldn't stray from Trisha for long.

The blonde watched anxiously the form of her sister's hand beneath her bikini bottom as it worked her pussy deliberately. Rachel became aware of her own pussy heating up as she and Trisha's eyes met. The brunette's sly smile had disappeared. It had instead been replaced with a look that Rachel wasn't able to name, but whose message was singular and clear. 

"Rachel, I asked you a question. You're not even paying attention, are you?"

Rachel snapped her semi-trance and returned her focus to her mother.

"Oh... sorry, Mom." She managed to stutter nervously. She could feel her hands shaking as her peripheral vision teased her with a blurred vision Trisha's tantalizing movements.

"You know, you should know by now to take this kind of stuff more seriously. You'd better be past daydreaming if you expect to..." 

Rachel lowered her head as Sara admonished her. She shifted her eyes rapidly between her mother's face and Trisha, who had pulled her bikini bottom to the side, exposing her beautiful cunt. The brunette had also pulled her hand from her pussy and was standing with one hand on her hip, wagging her glistening index finger with an angry pout, mocking their mother's stern reprimand.

Rachel tried hard not to laugh and refocused her attention on Sara as Trisha returned her bikini to it's proper place. The younger girl then made like she had just walked into the room and went right over to the refrigerator. She pulled a bowl of salsa she had made the night before out of the fridge and dipped her finger in.

"Hey Mom, tell me if you like the taste of this."

The older girl watched in astonishment as Trisha pushed her fingers, which only a minute ago had been buried inside her pussy, towards their mother's mouth. Sara turned her head away to refuse but as she began to laugh, her daughter slipped two fingers into her mouth. Trisha stared down at Rachel as she slowly pulled her fingers out.

"Patricia Ann! You are a nut! Do you know that?" Sara laughed before continuing. 

"Mmmmm but that is delicious."

"I knew you'd like it, Mom." Trisha replied with a clever, knowing smile.

Rachel sat there in total disbelief, trying to comprehend what had just happened. The past few days had been torture; being around Trisha all the time but unable to be with her. But now with this suggestive introduction, her sense of desire was overloading. 

"Well I'm gonna go for a swim. Anyone care to join me?" Trisha asked with a deliberate false innocence.

"No honey, you go ahead. Your sister and I still have some work to do here, that is, if I can get her to concentrate for a few minutes." 

Trisha giggled before responding sarcastically.

"Good luck."

"Besides, as soon as we're done in here, I am going to meet Ginny for lunch. So let's get moving here Rachel."

Rachel was suddenly, and wholly, on-task again. Over the next half hour they breezed through twice as much material as they had in the previous hour.

"Now that's a little more like it..." Sara said at one point, in reference to Rachel's sudden refocused attention.

The blonde girl smiled at her internal response... proper motivation, Mom.

Within twenty minutes Rachel was hurrying her mother out the door, almost obviously. "Have a nice lunch! Take your time!" As soon as she was out of sight, Rachel closed the door and called out for Trisha.

"Up here. In Mom and Dad's room!" 

Rachel hurried up the stairs and came to an abrupt halt in the doorway of their parents' room. Trisha was lying on the bed, completely nude, with her long legs spread wide. Her head was propped up on a pillow and she was gently stroking her pretty pussy with her right hand while her left held a big, red vibrator that Rachel had never seen before. The blonde stripped her clothes quickly and approached the bed.

The instant she slipped onto the bed, the sisters were kissing passionately. Rachel's hand immediately found one of Trisha's perfect breasts and began to massage it vigorously. The girls writhed around and kissed for a long minute, running their hands all over each other before Trisha rolled over on top of her older sister. The brunette knelt up and displayed the vibrator to Rachel.

"I want you to fuck me with this, Rach."

"Mmmmmmm..." Rachel purred as a big smile formed on her lips. "Where did you get that? It's really nice."

"It's Mom's. It was in her dresser drawer."

"Really? Wow! Go Mom." Rachel said, sounding somewhat surprised and impressed. 

"Yeah and from the looks of it she's been using it a lot. So I want you..."

Trisha leaned in closer to Rachel's face before continuing.

"... to help me clean it."

Trisha moved the vibrator towards Rachel's mouth. Rachel hesitated for only a second. She was so turned on by the unadulterated lust in her sister's eyes and felt her much needed release too close to resist. She tentatively poked her tongue out and flicked the tip of the toy just as Trisha did the same.

Soon both girls were lapping their mother's dried essence off the vibrator. Their tongues darted around frantically, washing over each other repeatedly as they kissed over the head of the dildo.

Trisha then began to slowly fuck Rachel's mouth with the big, red toy as she knelt beside her and started to stroke her sister's dripping pussy. Rachel's slender hips started to buck unsteadily as her sister thrust the dildo in deeper and deeper and began to rub her pussy harder.

"Yeah, suck Daddy's cock right after he pulls it out of Mom's pussy." Trisha hissed as she quickened her pace.

Rachel's body and mind swirled turbulently. Less than a week ago, the notion of fucking her parents would've been entirely unthinkable, repulsive even. But a lot had changed in that time and she quickly found herself in tune with Trisha's nasty ideas. 

She imagined the vibrator really was her father's cock, fresh out of her mother. She pictured blowing him while Trisha fucked her with her strap-on and her mother watched; then getting fucked by her dad as she ate her mom's sweet pussy. The image was so vivid, so taboo, and in the end, just plain hot.

Within a few minutes, Rachel knew her long awaited orgasm was at hand, even though she was trying to hold it off. Trisha's nimble fingers were a blur against her burning clit and the tangy-sweet taste of her mother's pussy dominated her senses.

"That's it, suck his cock..." Trisha continued as she forced the dildo down Rachel's throat.

But Rachel barely heard it as she began to come. She wailed into the rubber toy and grasped at the sheets as she squirmed helplessly beneath her younger sister. Her intense orgasm lasted well over thirty seconds, with Trisha relentlessly feeding and fingering her right to the very end.

The girls kissed deeply as they rolled over again so Trisha was on her back. Rachel turned the vibrator on and began to softly rub her sister's swollen clit.

"Oh fuck!" the brunette gasped as she began to grind her soaking pussy against the toy desperately.

Rachel leaned down and began to suck hard on her big tits as she rubbed the humming toy faster against Trisha's puffy cunt. After a few minutes, the blonde positioned herself between her sister's widespread legs.

Trisha moaned out and squeezed both her tits tightly as Rachel pushed the vibrator into her pussy and closed her mouth over her inflated clit. In seconds the older girl was pumping her sister rapidly as she sucked wildly on her tender lips and pink bud. Rachel couldn't get enough of Trisha's sugary juices. She ground her mouth madly against her sister's box, swallowing gulp after gulp.

Rachel draped her arm across her sister's flat belly in an attempt to control the frantic bucking of her hips. The older girl fed her senses acutely, savoring every aspect of the moment. She loved hearing, tasting and seeing her sister's unbridled ecstasy as she continued to pump and suck her gorgeous pussy.

Trisha's ass then shot up off the bed and hovered about a foot up as she screamed and began to come. She wrapped a hand up in Rachel's blonde hair and pulled her pretty face hard against her twitching cunt. Her orgasm was downright violent and Rachel did her best to hang on, lapping and thrusting the vibrator as she did.

When Trisha's moans and gyrations finally came to an end, Rachel reluctantly pried her mouth from the brunette's spent pussy and lay up alongside her. The girls kissed tenderly as they both took a minute to collect themselves.

Before long though, they were in a sixty-nine, eating each other to more climaxes before they were finally, albeit temporarily, satisfied. They lay silent on their parents' bed for some time, holding each other with their legs entwined lovingly.

Finally, Trisha spoke up.

"I got it!" she said after a while, as if they had been trying to solve an equation together.

Rachel hadn't been thinking much of anything; she was just relishing her overdue release.

"You got what?" the blonde asked.

After a brief pause, a slow smile formed on Trisha's lips as she turned her beautiful face to her sister.

"I got IT!" she answered pointedly, before rolling on top of Rachel and kissing her hard.

After a long kiss, the younger girl playfully bounced up off the bed and led her sister by the hand out into the hallway.

"What are you talking about?" Rachel asked; her curiosity sufficiently piqued.

But her sister didn't even seem to hear her. Trisha slowly walked towards her room, seemingly surveying the environment, shifting her eyes back and forth from Rachel's room to hers. 

Rachel caught the glimmer in her sister's eyes. A look of devilishly innocent wonderment as the wheels turned feverishly in her head. Trisha then turned back to Rachel with a big smile and widened eyes.

"I got it!"

Trisha led Rachel into her bedroom and began to divulge exactly what "it" was as they got dressed. The brunette had formed a plan. The all-important first step towards her lofty goal of actually bedding their parents.

The plan was basically simple, but incredibly risky, and would rely on a little preparation and a lot of luck. They would have to wait until a weeknight when their mother would be out of the house. Both girls would wait for their father to come home from work. When he arrived, Rachel was to hide in her room and position her web cam discreetly to view the entire hallway.

Trisha would be in her own room, lying nude on her bed, with the door open just a crack. As soon as Dan entered the house, Trisha would start to masturbate, louder than usual of course. 

The hope was to catch him off guard and simply gauge his reaction. If he showed no interest, they would reevaluate. However, if he reacted the way Trisha seemed to think he would, they would catch it on the web cam and have a very valuable bargaining chip, if nothing else; beauty in simplicity.

The whole idea scared Rachel, but it excited her as well. Things had been moving so fast but she hadn't a single regret thus far. "No use swimming against the current" she heard herself say.

That night, when the family was together for dinner, Rachel saw her parents in a whole new light. She had tasted her mother (and loved it) and had a plan to help seduce her father. She had expected some discomfort or at least guilt, but felt neither. Maybe she was aided by Trisha's demeanor. 

Her sister was wearing a cunningly sexy outfit, a baby tee, with a pair of slightly tight shorts. Not overtly slutty, but very suggestive. She watched closely the way Trisha flirted with their father. Again, nothing obvious, instead there was a deft subtlety guiding her purpose. If a guest had been over for dinner, they would never have noticed anything unusual, but Rachel could see the reaction in her father already.

At one point, Trisha volunteered to take out the garbage. When she came back inside, her nipples were rock hard and obvious (thanks to a good pinch just outside the door). Rachel caught her father eyeing them, more than once. Who could blame him?

Late that night, the girls crept down to the basement living room and made love for two hours. Trisha talked the whole time. "Yeah, you want to eat mommy's pussy, don't you." And "Suck daddy's cock." Until finally she was fucking the blonde missionary style on the floor with her strap-on, making Rachel beg, "fuck me daddy."

The next two weeks went by slowly. Rachel found her interest and desire surrounding her parents growing steadily. And she was beginning to respond to it. She began to picture them nude, imagining what her mother's pussy looked like and how big her father's cock was. 

Trisha continued to feed her sister's desires. Whenever they were alone they talked about possibilities and scenarios or the fine-tuning of their devious plan for their father. The girls' focus continued to sharpen as the time passed, becoming a narrow, concentrated weapon with a singular purpose.

Finally, after two anxious, impatient weeks, opportunity suddenly presented itself. It was the first Thursday of the month and Sara's book club had a meeting, meaning she would be out of the house from six to ten pm. Since Dan usually came home around six-thirty, the girls saw their window of opportunity open a crack, which was all they figured they'd need.

As the time for action approached, the sisters were full of nervous energy, Rachel especially. Sara left the house right around six, effectively sending the girls into DEFCON 4. Trisha stripped nude, leaving her clothes scattered strategically on the floor of her room, as Rachel positioned the web cam.

They had everything set by ten after six and they made their way to the living room to watch for Dan's arrival. As they stood by the door, watching the driveway keenly, their excitement was palpable. Rachel could not stop her nervous chatter, "what if..." this, and "I can't believe..." that.

"Here already, I have something better for you to use that mouth on." Trisha chuckled as she dropped Rachel to her knees.

The blonde hesitated only to smile up at her sister before she dove in and began to passionately lick Trisha's wet pussy. The brunette kept watch out the window as she whimpered softly and slowly swirled her hips. Less than five minutes later, Trisha suddenly jumped.

"He's here!"

Both girls stared at each other for a long second, frozen, before excitedly scrambling up the stairs. Trisha stopped at her door and suddenly pulled Rachel close to her.

"I love you." She then planted a hard kiss on her sister's mouth before slipping into her room.

The kiss temporarily, but substantially calmed Rachel's nerves. The blonde ran into her room and positioned the door so it was slightly ajar. 

All the nervous anticipation of the past two weeks and the frantic nature of the previous thirty seconds had come to a head. The enormity of the situation was betrayed by the sudden, deafening silence. 

The silence was broken as abruptly as it had started, with the sound of the interior garage door closing. The next instant Rachel heard Trisha begin a series of moans and gasps coupled with the faint clicking of their father's wingtips across the hardwood floor leading to the stairway. They sounded to her like some sort of new age symphony, building to a powerful, as yet unheard, crescendo.

Rachel heard her father stop at the base of the stairs. By now he must have heard his youngest daughter's pleasure-fueled groaning and whimpering. She watched the stairway unblinkingly, waiting for his silent approach up the carpeted steps. Would he even come up? If he did, what would he do?




Upside Down Ch. 03



When a full two minutes had passed since she heard Dan reach the base of the stairs, Rachel feared that their plan hadn't worked. Just as the sticky ramifications of that possibility started to enter her mind, however, she caught sight of her father's head as he slowly and cautiously climbed the stairs.

Rachel would have sworn her heart had stopped beating if not for its nearly audible, relentless thumping in her chest. Trisha's room was only a few feet from the top of the staircase and the blonde watched numbly as her father crept towards the door. He hesitated for a brief moment before peeking through the crack in his daughter's door.

Dan's head shot back away from the door instantly. Rachel watched with a surprising and sudden calm as her father fought an internal battle of wills. She looked on curiously as he pondered his next move, glancing back in at Trisha for just a second at a time, his body language personifying the tumult of emotions running through his mind.

Then came the dagger, the final nail in the coffin of the "I can't do this" side of his internal argument. 

"Oh God yes! Fuck me daddy!"

Rachel could almost hear the proverbial "poof" of the angel on her father's right shoulder as it disappeared into oblivion. Dan seemed to freeze as he was enlightened to his role in Trisha's ecstasy. Immediately his gaze returned to the crack in the door, where this time, it did not waver.

Within moments, his right hand had drifted down and started to stroke his crotch. If Rachel's pussy was wet before, it was downright dripping now. What she couldn't see and Dan could, was a show to behold. Trisha was spread-eagle on her bed, plunging one of her dildos into her glistening pussy with her right hand as she rubbed her clit furiously with her left.

"Oh yeah daddy... oh yeah!" she whined as she writhed around spastically on her bed.

"Ooooh... fuck me hard!"

Rachel began to stroke her own pussy as she watched the events begin to unfold faster and faster. She took particular notice as her father slowly unzipped his pants. The blonde girl then gasped as Dan pulled his semi-hard cock from his pants. It was huge; porn star huge; and it was perfect.

She gazed on in wonder as he began to stroke his incredible cock rhythmically. It was fully erect in a matter of seconds and Rachel found it impossible not to stare at. Dan peered in on Trisha as he rubbed himself steadily. His younger daughter had flipped over onto all fours and continued to fuck herself with the dildo.

"I love you, daddy... oh fuck me... I love you!" she wailed.

As Rachel noticed the pace of her father's stroking increase, she was suddenly overcome. Now was the time. She stood up and shed her clothes. The blonde girl then took a deep breath and silently opened the door to her room. Dan didn't notice, all his sight was focused on Trisha's wanton display. 

Rachel then began to slowly walk towards her masturbating father. She was only a few feet away when he caught the movement on his side and turned his head to her. Dan froze at her approach, his cock hard in his hand; a look of utter lust and bewilderment washed over his flushed face as his nude daughter stopped right in front of him.

Rachel's pretty blue eyes drifted down to his giant cock as they stood motionless, a few feet apart. The nineteen-year old then took her father's unoccupied hand, pushed the door to Trisha's room open and led him inside.

Trisha didn't see them at first and continued to work her pussy feverishly as they entered. The brunette soon caught sight of them and instantly knelt up on the bed facing them. She was wearing that look of immeasurable lust that Rachel had become almost addicted to; the look that could flood her pussy in an instant and make her do anything.

Dan stood still, rock-hard cock still in his hand, as Rachel released his other hand and knelt up with Trisha on the bed. The brunette peeled her eyes from her father for a moment and pulled her older sister close to her. The two girls shared a passionate, victorious kiss before returning their shared attention to their dumbfounded father. 

Rachel laid her head on Trisha's shoulder and absently caressed one of her sister's breasts as the brunette beckoned to her father. He approached slowly, as if in a trance, until he reached the bed. Trisha then ran her hands up his chest and began to loosen his tie as Rachel slipped his suit jacket off his broad shoulders. When the tie was loose enough, Trisha pulled hard on it, bringing Dan's face within a foot of both girls. She then pulled the tie over his neck and tossed it on the floor.

No words were spoken, but if one could read looks, there were volumes being communicated. The girls slowly and deliberately unbuttoned their father's shirt as he shifted his numb gaze between their eyes. When his shirt was open, the girls ran their hands over his firm, hairy chest and slipped it off gracefully.

Dan groaned lowly and began to tug gently on his painful hard-on as his daughters ran their hands all over his chest, back and shoulders. Trisha then put her hand on the back of his neck and pulled him close to her face. She moved to kiss him but stopped with her lips less than an inch from his. They both breathed hard as her lips hovered ever closer to his. The brunette then barely kissed her father's upper lip once, then twice before kissing him deeply. As soon as the kiss broke, Rachel planted a longer, harder kiss on her father's open mouth. And the instant they separated, Trisha did the same to Rachel.

Dan finally found the use of his arms again and wrapped both his daughters in an embrace as they all kissed simultaneously. After a minute or so, Trisha gently pushed him back again. Rachel moved in and began to nibble and suck on her father's nipple as her younger sister undid his pants. As his pants fell around his ankles, Trisha joined Rachel and began to suck on his other nipple. The sisters stared at each other playfully as they licked his nipples. 

The girls then, together, pulled down Dan's boxers and quickly sat on the edge of the bed as he stepped out of his discarded clothes. They moved their pretty faces in close to their father's massive cock and again shared a deep, long kiss. They then each began to trace an index finger on either side of the base of his beefy shaft, up to his throbbing head. They teased their father's dick with light touches for a few moments before they both grabbed it at its base and began to feather it with soft kisses.

Dan's knees almost buckled and he moaned out as Trisha took his swollen head inside her mouth. Once she had had a taste, Trisha pulled her mouth off and was replaced by Rachel, but only for a moment. He then moaned again as both his daughters began to lick and kiss his nine inch cock. The girls flashed their lips and tongues all over his stiff shaft and each other as they made their way down his length, then slowly back up to the top. 

The girls then stood up and laid their father down on the bed as they knelt down by his waist. Trisha pulled his cock off his belly and began to jerk it slowly as both girls started to lick and suck his big balls. Trisha's hand soon joined Rachel's and they jerked him off in unison as they sucked harder and harder on his sac. The younger girl then moved her innocent face up to her father's cock again and swallowed half his length down as Rachel continued to slurp away lustily at his balls.

Rachel and Trisha stared intently into each other's eyes as they sucked their father off lovingly. Soon Rachel moved up and took his cock deep down her throat. The girls traded off on his glorious cock for a long while, driving him nearly crazy with their deft, patient skills until he was ready to pop.

He then sprang up off the bed and laid both his daughters on their backs. Dan quickly dove in between Trisha's legs and began to eat her dripping pussy while he gently slid first one, then two fingers into Rachel. He had both teenagers squirming and moaning almost instantly. He then said his first words of the night.

"Kiss each other."

The simple, gentle command further electrified the girls' senses and they began to kiss passionately through their moans. It wasn't long before he was pumping both his daughters with two fingers and alternately eating their sweet, juicy cunts. The girls were going crazy; the payoff for their risky scheme was proving to have been worth the wait.

Dan then stood up as Rachel crawled behind Trisha and propped her younger sister's head up in her lap. He stroked his huge cock more confidently now as he stood over his beautiful, panting daughters. He climbed on top of Trisha and positioned his aching head at the mouth of her tiny pussy. Rachel stroked Trisha's face sweetly as Dan began to rub his head against the impossibly hot, wet flesh of her pussy. Trisha responded with an anxious whimper as her father prepared to fuck her.

"You really want daddy to fuck you, little girl?" he asked lustily as he began to grind her pussy harder with his pulsing head.

"Oh God yes!" she responded immediately.

"Let me here you say it. Let me here you say it like you were before."

Trisha's perfect tits rose and fell with her desperate panting as her father began to rub her pussy harder still with his cock.

"Oh fuck! Please fuck me! Please, please, please fuck me daddy!"

She barely had the words out of her mouth when she suddenly gasped loud and arched her back. Dan popped just the head of his tool inside her before pulling it out just as quickly and resuming his teasing grind. 

"Fuck me now! Come on da..." 

The end of her sentence was cut off by a loud gasp as he sunk half of his cock inside her. Rachel squeezed her sister's tits hard as Dan began to slowly pump her little pussy. Trisha's body twisted and writhed beneath her father's big form and soon he was indeed fucking his eighteen-year old daughter hard. He leaned in and kissed Rachel sloppily as he drove his giant cock into Trisha faster and faster. Trickles of sweat began to bead down his handsome face as he kissed Rachel and increased his assault on Trisha's tight pussy.

It wasn't long until he was jackhammering his younger daughter with his full length. Besides an occasional "God", "Fuck" and "Daddy", not much could be discerned from the ecstatic gibberish flying from Trisha's mouth. Dan fucked Trisha for twenty minutes before abruptly pulling his cock from her savaged cunt. He told Rachel to get on all fours and she obeyed in an instant. Trisha sat down in front of her sister and began to kiss her as Dan lined up behind her.

"He's gonna fuck you so good." The brunette panted between kisses. 

A moment later Rachel felt his fat cock enter her pussy. Trisha continued to hold her head and kiss her as she began to moan loudly, her father's cock stretching her tight cunt ruthlessly. His strong hands found her hips as he found a quickened rhythm and was soon blasting away at her. Trisha buried Rachel's head in her breasts and urged her father on.

Rachel was awash in ecstasy. The only other person who had ever fucked her with this much intensity was Trisha with the strap-on. She felt herself come a number of times but she didn't bother to count, probably couldn't have even if she had wanted to. After a long while Dan pulled out and turned his blonde daughter over on her back.

Trisha got on all fours above her and squealed as he re-entered her from behind. Rachel studied her sister's strained face as her little body recoiled violently from their father's punishing thrusts. He quickly pulled out and resumed fucking Rachel and continued to alternate on his girls' velvety pussies.

After nearly an hour, Dan was finally ready for his release. He was fucking Trisha as an unearthly groan filled the room. He pulled out and began to stroke his overdue cock as Trisha lay down alongside Rachel. The girls watched their father's tip in anticipation as they stroked each other's pussies frantically.

Suddenly the first spurt rocketed from deep inside his balls clear onto the wall behind the girls. He groaned again and wobbled as he began to shoot all over his panting daughters. He blew a massive load all over their sweaty bodies before they both sprung up and began to lap at his messy, spent cock. They traded off sucking their father clean, milking his seed from his fire hose of a cock hungrily until there was no more.

Dan collapsed down on the bed and kissed his girls gently as they all attempted to catch their breath. The situation should have been awkward, at least for Dan, but he was too exhausted to realize that fact. They lay together on the bed for a long while, basking in the glow of their amazing encounter.

"You don't feel bad about this, do you dad?" Rachel finally spoke up. She was afraid of the subject but felt she had to bring it up.

Before he could answer, though, Trisha chimed in.

"Let me answer that for you, Rach. He loved it. Didn't you dad? Haven't you ever noticed the way he looks at both of us? He's wanted this for a long time. Tell me I'm wrong."

Dan's astonished look was answer enough. He never thought for a moment that anyone would ever pick up on his subtle peeks and lusty thoughts. After a moment he smiled broadly.

"You two are very, very bad girls."

He then kissed both his daughters slowly and deeply.

* * * * *

Part 4 will be coming sometime in the near future. As always, comments, thoughts or suggestions are encouraged and greatly appreciated. 

Thanks, 

Rufus



Upside Down Ch. 04



Chapter 4: Deeper and Harder

"You two are very, very bad girls."

He then kissed both his daughters slowly and deeply.

With Sara due back from her book club sooner, rather than later, the incestuous trio didn't have much time to come down from their sexually charged high. Rachel and Trisha lay on the bed together and watched contently as their father dressed; evidence of his cock's huge eruption splattered randomly on the creamy, tanned skin of the girls' torsos and thighs.

As Dan finished dressing, Trisha sprung up off the bed and stood between him and the doorway.

"So, Dad, is that all you've got in the tank? Or are you planning on giving Mom some of this tonight." The brunette began to gently stroke her father's flaccid cock beneath his pants as she ended her sentence.

Rachel giggled as she watched Trisha working their father. Dan closed his eyes and took a deep breath as his younger daughter's petite hand caressed his tired prick teasingly. He then opened them again and with noticeable effort, took Trisha's hands and held them down by her side.

"When we have a little more time, I'll show you just how much I have in my tank, honey."

His loving expression belied the intense tone of his avowal.

"And that goes for you, too." He added as he turned his head to Rachel.

The blonde felt a surge of lusty anticipation flood her system as her father locked eyes with her. The look he gave left her no doubt that given the chance he would indeed show them just how far he could go.

"Is that a promise?" the younger girl asked suggestively, her hands still being held fast by her father.

Dan answered only with a fatigued smile and a deliberate kiss on Trisha's forehead before leaving his daughter's room.

The sisters cleaned themselves up and went to their respective rooms to get dressed shortly after. 

Rachel watched herself in the mirror as she dressed slowly. It seemed hard for her to believe that only three weeks had passed since this all began. It felt like years; almost like this was the way things had always been ... or should have been.

Just a few minutes later though, Rachel found herself dealing with her first feelings of remorse. She thought she had examined the situation from every possible angle before the seduction of her father; but she had missed something, a glaring something at that. Her father had been unfaithful to her mother, and she and Trisha were the cause.

Sara came home only minutes after the girls had finished dressing. Rachel found it impossible to look her mom in the eyes and almost as hard to hide her guilty feelings. Although she knew she was just being paranoid, she felt that Sara could see evidence of the forbidden deed all over her face. Before long, she had retreated to the relative sanctuary of her room, where she stayed for the rest of the night.

At 11:30 the beautiful blonde was laying in bed quietly staring into the darkness, unable to sleep as she grappled with her conflicted emotions. She heard her door open and propped herself up on her elbows to see Trisha slip silently into the room. By the pale moonlight bleeding through her window, Rachel could see her sister was wearing nothing but a pair of white cotton panties.

Trisha slid alongside her older sister on the bed and began to kiss the blonde deeply as her left hand found one of Rachel's firm breasts. After a long kiss, Trisha pulled back with a slightly puzzled look.

"Is something wrong?" the brunette asked as she idly continued manipulating her sister's breast softly.

After a brief pause Rachel answered.

"It's just that ... well ... I feel like shit that we made Dad cheat on Mom."

Trisha stared blankly at her sister for a long moment before suddenly breaking into a muffled laugh.

"Rachel, first of all we didn't make Dad do anything. He wanted that for a long time. Believe me. And I don't think she minds the results so much anyway ... can't you hear that?"

Rachel stared, a little confused, at Trisha and after a moment she did hear something. It was moaning. And it was coming through the wall from their parents' room. Just as she realized what the sound was, Trisha nodded deliberately to confirm it.

"Have you ever heard them through your wall before?" the younger girl asked, as if she already knew the answer.

Rachel shook her head slowly.

"So why do you think that tonight, of all nights, Mom would be moaning louder than ever before?" The brunette's hand slipped down like a snake between Rachel's legs as she continued. "You know if you still feel bad, you just might get a chance to make it up to her."

Rachel whimpered as Trisha began to stroke her pussy gently.

"Would you like that?"

The blonde's body began to respond involuntarily to her sister's delicate ministrations as she answered her question with an affirmative nod.

"Would you like to slip down, between her legs ..." Trisha increased her pace and Rachel's breathing quickened accordingly. "And bring your mouth to her hot, wet pussy..."

"Yessssss." Rachel hissed as her younger sister moved down between her legs.

"Say it! Tell me what you want to do!"

Rachel moaned out as Trisha penetrated her with two fingers and began to tongue her clit.

"I want to eat her pussy!" she managed to spit out between breathy moans.

"Who's pussy?" the younger girl asked immediately with an edge.

"I want to eat Mom's pussy!"

Trisha hesitated for a second before continuing her passionate tonguing of her sister's pussy. Rachel's proclamation had been much louder than she had expected and if their parents hadn't been busy with their own noisemaking, she was sure they would have heard it. However, their mother's faint moans could still be heard carrying through the shared wall so it was only a matter of a minute or two until Trisha had Rachel squealing and writhing in orgasmic ecstasy.

The instant that Rachel stopped twitching, Trisha pulled her off the bed as she leaned back against the wall and rested one foot up on the night table. The older girl immediately dropped to her knees and dove into her sister's dripping pussy. The brunette smiled and bit her bottom lip as she turned her ear to the wall and let out a low whimper. She caressed the wall gently as her hips began to sway in reply to Rachel's delicate lapping.

Trisha listened acutely to the growing moans of her mother. She envisioned her father's huge cock blasting away relentlessly at Sara's juicy pussy and tried to imagine exactly what contorted look her beautiful mother was wearing in response. Knowing that they were fucking only a few feet away heightened her arousal and along with Rachel's keen knowledge of just how to eat her pussy, she soon found herself struggling to hold off her certain release.

A few moments later when she heard her father begin to grunt as her mother let out a long, unsteady wail, she too let go. The brunette came simultaneously with her parents as she stared down at Rachel's pretty blue eyes, watching her unblinkingly. She moaned out as she loosed a torrent of juices down her sister's throat, the excess cascading over her chin and down the front of her tight body.

Rachel dutifully licked Trisha clean as the younger girl reluctantly came back to reality. The sisters were soon back on the bed, kissing and caressing each other lovingly, tasting themselves on each other's lips and tongues, before falling asleep in each other's arms.

Rachel stirred from a deep, comfortable sleep and squinted her eyes against the invading light knifing harshly through her blinds. She snuggled back against Trisha who was still asleep and holding the blonde tight in the spoon position. She had only closed her eyes for a second when they popped back open, wide. The nineteen year old stared at her clock for a long moment, trying to comprehend the numbers with her sleepy mind. It read 8:32.

She quickly turned on her back and shook her sleeping sister.

"Trisha get up, it's 8:30!

The brunette only stirred briefly. Fear gripped Rachel tight. While waking up next to Trisha was wonderful, they hadn't dared to actually sleep together since their parents had been home.

"Hey, come on!" she whispered louder and gave her sister a more forceful shove.

"What?!?" the younger girl whined as she woke reluctantly.

"Shhhhh ... it's already 8:30! You've got to go to your room!"

Trisha took a moment to absorb the information and silently agreed. She gave Rachel a loving peck on the lips and pulled the sheet off their naked forms. Just as she did however, there was a knock on the door.

"Rachel? Are you up?" Sara called out.

The sisters looked at each other in sudden panic for a long moment before Trisha sprang off the bed and dashed to the wall beside the door. Rachel threw her sheet back over her bare body just as Sara turned the doorknob and pushed the door open. 

"Hey ..."

Sara paused as she surveyed the unusually messy room curiously. Rachel was generally very neat so it was strange for her mother to see two pair of panties as well as a bra and various other pieces of clothing strewn about so carelessly. Of course she had no way of knowing that one of those pair of panties belonged to Trisha.

" ... do you know where your sister is? She's not home and her bed looks like it hasn't even been slept in."

Rachel tried desperately to act casual but it was a thin facade at best. After a longer than needed pause she finally answered.

" ummm ... she was here last night ... maybe she went for a run."

Sara again looked quizzically at her oldest daughter. Although Trisha was in phenomenal shape, she had never been much of a runner. Her mother's eyes quickly scanned the room again as her intuition hinted that Rachel knew more than she was letting on.

Rachel knew her hasty explanation was lame but hoped it would buy them enough time to at least sneak Trisha out of her room.

"Well I won't panic yet ..." Sara said slowly. " ... pick up your room a little when you get out of bed OK?"

Rachel nodded and glanced over at Trisha, just inches behind the door, as she covered her mouth in an attempt not to laugh. Sara then closed the door slowly as she left. The blonde flopped dramatically back on to her bed in relief as Trisha giggled and quickly slid alongside her again.

"God damn ... that was way too close." Rachel said, her nerves still evident in her shaky voice.

Trisha chuckled again as she lifted the sheet up off her sister's nude form and took a playful peek inside.

"Do you think she knew you were naked under here?"

"Shut up!" the blonde answered quickly, failing however to conceal her own amusement.

"Mmmmm ... all that excitement made me kinda horny." Trisha squeezed one of Rachel's breasts as she finished her sentence.

They both laughed as Rachel playfully pushed Trisha's hand from her breast and got up from the bed. 

"I'll go distract Mom so you can pretend you were out for a walk, or run or whatever."

The blonde slipped on a pair of warm-up pants and a t-shirt as she spoke. 

"Maybe she went for a run?" Trisha asked jokingly. "What were you thinking?"

Rachel grinned and shrugged before she turned and left the room.

After changing into workout clothes, Trisha snuck out of the house as Rachel's conversational diversion worked flawlessly. It was only a few minutes before the younger girl reentered the house breathing heavily as if she'd just run a marathon.

"Where were you?" Sara asked suspiciously as her daughter poured herself a glass of water.

"I went for a run, Mom." Trisha answered coolly as she took a big gulp of water.

"After you made your bed?" Sara continued in her skeptical tone.

Trisha turned to Rachel who was sitting at the table and gave her an overly dramatic, incredulous look. She even added a "Huh!" for effect. She then approached Sara and took her mother's face in her hands as she began to speak in an exaggerated "parental" voice.

"I'm so proud to have a daughter who's organized AND takes an interest in her health!" She then planted a big novelty-type kiss on her mother's lips before releasing her.

Sara couldn't help but be amused as she turned to Rachel. "I swear she gets stranger every day."

"You have NO idea Mom!" the brunette declared theatrically as she left the kitchen.

Early that afternoon the girls decided to lay out by the pool. Sara was sitting in the living room organizing paperwork as her daughters came down the stairs in their skimpiest bikinis. Trisha stopped Rachel just before they entered the room and without warning gave her sister's nipples, and then hers, a good, hard pinch.

They entered the room a moment later, giggling.

"Hey Mom. Rach and I are going to go lay out ... wanna come?

"No, honey. I've got too much work to do." Sara answered without even looking up from her reading.

"Work, work, work ..." Trisha teased as she and Rachel stood directly in front of their mother. 

"You know, pretty soon we're both going to be away at school and then you won't have these opportunities." The brunette draped her arm over her sister's shoulders and Rachel responded by laying her head on Trisha's shoulder.

Sara lowered her reading and looked up at her daughters. "Oh OK already ... just give me five minutes to finish up and I'll come out, OK?"

"Alright, but if you're not by the pool in five minutes, we're gonna come in here and drag you out." Trisha said only half jokingly.

With that the two sisters strolled out towards the pool. Sara, true to her word, finished up her reading and went up to change into her bathing suit, a nice floral print bikini; sexy, but not quite as revealing as her daughters' suits. She then made her way down to the pool to join her daughters.

She adjusted the lounge chair next to the girls as Rachel rubbed some lotion onto Trisha's bare back. Sara noticed her younger daughter's bikini top lying next to her chair but didn't think much of it, considering she was lying on her stomach. A few minutes later as she began to apply her own lotion, Trisha sat up and nonchalantly pulled the string on the back of Rachel's top, letting it slip off her sister noiselessly. 

Sara shot a surprised look at her topless daughters.

"What is this? The Riviera?" she asked, a slightly disapproving, parental tone permeating her voice.

Both girls looked back at her incredulously before Trisha answered.

"Oh come on, Mom ... they're only boobs." The brunette took her perfect breasts in her hands and began to juggle them playfully as she smiled at her mother.

"Ok, Ok ... just as long as you don't do this at the beach ... you don't do you?"

Trisha stopped juggling and gave her mother a devilish smile.

"That all depends on what beach." She raised her eyebrows jokingly a few times and gave her breasts one more squeeze before sitting on Rachel's chair as the blonde laid down on her stomach.

Sara just shook her head slowly. "Why do I even ask?"

Trisha poured some lotion on her sister's back and proceeded to work it in slowly. Instead of just spreading the coconut-scented cream, the brunette was soon massaging it in, paying particular, but not obvious attention to her lower back and the insides of her thighs. Rachel melted at Trisha's teasing touch and turned her head to scan her mother's hot body, her eyes hidden by her sunglasses.

The blonde felt her pussy begin to drip as she eyed Sara's still pert breasts, flat stomach and hidden mound with Trisha's fingers only inches away from her swelling clit. She fought the growing urge to groan, she wanted release so suddenly and so wholly but knew that wasn't possible, yet.

After a few minutes, Trisha suddenly stopped and shifted over to her mother's lounge chair.

"Alright ... you're turn." The eighteen-year-old twirled her finger in a circle prompting Sara to turn over on her back. She hesitated for a second, unsure why, but then complied.

Trisha went right for the clasp on her mother's bikini top and unhooked it in an instant.

"Hey! Leave that on there." Sara said in surprise.

"Oh come on, Mom. It's totally in the way; it's such a pain to have to go around it." Trisha responded as she ignored her mother's appeal and pushed the straps up over her shoulders.

"Don't worry, when I'm done you can put your top back on, you big prude."

Rachel laughed out loud at Trisha's joke as their mother replied. 

"When did you become such a wiseass?" Sara asked, though not really annoyed.

The younger daughter just chuckled as she dropped some lotion on her mother's smooth back.

"Alright, I'll stop being mean, and to make it up to you, I'll give you a nice, little backrub."

Trisha slowly and deliberately began to work the cream into her mother's pale, soft skin and was soon massaging her shoulders with a practiced touch.

"Mmmm ... now that's more like it." Sara said softly.

The brunette took her time making her way down her mother's back, slowly rotating her massage wide down her sides. She skillfully brought her fingertips within the proverbial hair of the base of Sara's hidden breasts and she noticed her mother jump a little as she did.

Sara immediately attempted to first deny, then justify the pleasure she was getting from her daughter's massage. "Backrubs are supposed to feel good." She told herself. But she knew deep down that she was feeling a little more than just muscle pleasure.

Trisha took her hands away as she reached for the bottle of lotion on the far side of her mother's lounge chair.

"Dammit!" the girl whined as she "accidentally" knocked the bottle off the chair.

She then leaned over Sara and dropped her heavy, bare breasts into the small of her mom's back. Sara's eyes popped wide open as she felt her daughter's tits on her skin, her hard nipples jutting firmly into her flesh. Trisha took much longer than needed to finally corral the errant bottle, giving her a good opportunity to mash her gorgeous tits into her mother's skin. The girl could feel prey tense up immediately and continued her manipulation with haste.

She squeezed some more cream onto her lower back and took her time working it in as she had before.

Sara sat completely still, her wide-open eyes faced away from her daughters as she chastised herself silently for the sudden sexual reaction she was getting from her daughter's rubdown. She was instantly filled with disgust. She wanted to put a stop to it but felt like a deer caught in an oncoming vehicle's headlights, simply unable to move.

Rachel lay still and watched it all intently, feeling her pussy begin to drool at the thought of what might come from this.

Trisha then squeezed some more lotion out, this time onto the back of Sara's legs. The brunette began to rub the cream in, in the same, deliberate manner but with only her right hand. Her left suddenly slipped beneath Rachel's ass from behind as she started to rub her sister's pussy over her bikini. The blonde girl forcibly muffled a whimper and spread her legs a little to give Trisha's probing fingers easier access.

By now, Trisha could easily read the effect her massage was having on her mother and so continued to test her limits. She worked the lotion in even slower than before, letting her fingers pass perilously close to Sara's inviting pussy, working the inside of her thighs purposefully. She also increased the pressure on Rachel's mound and soon had her sister noiselessly humping her hand.

Sara remained frozen, unable to comprehend what she was feeling. To her, this was all in her head. It never even entered her mind that Trisha could be doing anything to intentionally sexually arouse her. She felt a deep shame but also an undeniable, taboo, sexual intensity like nothing she'd ever felt before. She longed to put an end to the massage but didn't want to be obvious in any way. "You're making my pussy way too wet ..." was the only reason she could think to give for abruptly ending the rubdown. And that was obviously not an option.




Upside Down Ch. 04



Trisha continued to rub Rachel's pussy harder and harder as the blonde watched her massage her mother until mercifully she reached the older woman's ankles.

"There. All done." The brunette's voice dripped with false innocence as she hooked her mother's top again.

She then leaned over Sara again to grab the bottle of lotion and purposely let one nipple just graze her mother's back again before laying back down in her own chair. Sara lay motionless and silent for a few minutes, still unable to fathom what had just happened to her. After nearly ten minutes, she finally stirred, rose from her chair and asked the girls if they wanted anything to drink. Both girls smiled as they saw their mother's nipples, rock hard, straining against the fabric of her top. They both declined and she headed back into the house to get herself something cold.

Once inside Sara poured herself a big glass of ice water and downed a hearty gulp, her face still wearing a fresh look of bewilderment. After a moment she slowly reached her hand into her suit bottom and pulled it out a second later. She stared in awe at the evidence of her soaking pussy glistening on her fingertips. It had been a long time, fifteen years to be exact, since she had been with a woman but she knew in her heart that it was the fact that it was her daughter that had elicited that powerful, completely unexpected reaction in her.

When she rejoined her daughters by the pool, both girls had flipped over so that they were lying on their backs. Sara found it impossible not to steal guilty glances at their topless, nubile, young bodies as she tried in vain to ignore her growing lust. It became quickly apparent to her that she would have to tend to the swamp between her legs if she was going to be able to focus on anything else the rest of the day.

The next hour passed relatively uneventfully. Sara continued her subtle peeping, which was not lost on the girls who in turn did their best to act naïve while stealing their own lusty gazes at their mother's tight body. When Sara had finally had enough, she excused herself to go take a shower. Trisha and Rachel exchanged confident smiles as they eyed her still sculpted ass until she disappeared into the house.

Within a few minutes Sara stepped under the refreshing, cool flow of water pouring from her showerhead, images of her near-nude daughters pervading her every thought. While she was obviously somewhat conflicted about the source of her sudden libidinous cravings, she saw no real harm in indulging in them. She attributed her heightened sexual awareness directly to the pounding she received at the hands, or more appropriately, hips of her husband the night before.

She couldn't recall Dan ever fucking her with such passion and intensity; it was like they were kids again. Whatever the cause, he had awakened a sleeping sexual giant inside his forty-year-old wife and she was all too happy to give that giant life.

It was only a matter of moments before her hands were liberally roaming all over her naked body. The imagery swirled; Trisha's breasts, Rachel's hard little nipples, Dan's huge cock punishing her, just how perilously close her daughter's fingers had passed to her soaking pussy. 

Her hands quickly settled down, one on her breasts and one between her long, silky legs as she began to whimper softly. Within minutes, Sara found herself in the throes of an intense, long orgasm. Shuddering and shaking she had to brace herself against the tile wall to keep from literally falling over. 

Shortly after she finished her shower, Sara got a phone call from Dan. He informed her he had to go away for an emergency meeting with a client in Atlanta. He asked her to pack a suitcase for him because he would only have a half hour or so to spend at home before he had to leave to catch his flight.

Sara disappointedly packed her husband's suitcase. She was hoping to have another night like the previous one, especially since her orgasm in the shower only seemed to whet her suddenly voracious sexual appetite. But now it looked like she'd be left to her own devices, which would have to do the trick.

When Sara made her way back downstairs she met up with her daughters as they finally came in from the pool.

"Who was on the phone? Rachel asked.

"It was your father. He has to go away on business almost immediately. Do you think one of you could go bring his suitcase down from our room?"

"Sure Mom!" Rachel answered sweetly and quickly shot up the stairs to get the bag.

"Well, Rachel and I are going over to Erin's house for a little party so it looks like you'll have the house all to yourself."

Sara smiled internally at that prospect, already knowing exactly how she was going to use that "private time".

The girls were still, and not accidentally, in their bikinis when Dan came home about an hour later and he had a near-instant hard-on as soon as he saw them. Trisha gave him a playful hug and as she did, whispered into his ear.

"Come downstairs before you leave. We have a little going away present for you."

Before he could respond she backed away, smiling, and led Rachel into the basement family room. It was all he could do to not follow them that second but just as they disappeared, Sara came down the stairs to meet him.

His wife didn't bother with the standard "welcome home from work, honey" kiss. Instead she kissed her husband slowly and deeply. He had to try hard to keep his hips away from hers in an effort to hide his half-swollen cock.

"Mmmmm .... What was that for?" Dan asked.

"That was for last night. And this ..." Sara kissed her husband passionately again. "is for when you get home."

"Well then, I'd better hurry." 

They both chuckled before one last loving peck. Sara stepped into the kitchen to prepare a quick dinner for her husband as Dan slipped downstairs under the guise of organizing some paperwork for his trip.

He felt only a twinge of guilt concerning his infidelity. He still loved Sara very much and indeed still loved sex with her. He was easily able to justify, to himself, the blossoming sexual relationship with his daughters. If not so with everyone, he was very honest with himself and he had been secretly lusting for both his daughters almost as soon as they had begun to develop.

He quickly descended the stairs and stopped dead, with an excited smile, as he turned the corner into the room.

His girls were kneeling together on the floor. The cups of Rachel's bikini top were pulled up and Trisha was behind her slowly massaging her sister's bare tits powerfully. Dan drank in the searing image for a long moment until Rachel beckoned for him to approach them.

As soon as he was within reach, Rachel grabbed hold of his waistband and pulled his crotch to her face. Trisha slipped her right hand into the blonde's bottom as both girls started to stroke their father's already stiff cock through his pants.

On a whispered command from her younger sister, Rachel then unzipped his pants and with some effort extracted his steely cock from it's cotton prison. Knowing time was short, both girls pounced and began to kiss and lick the length of it passionately. Rachel began to whimper softly as Trisha rubbed her red-hot pussy steadily and placed her free hand on the back of the older girl's head.

The brunette then suddenly forced her sister's head down and hissed, "Suck his balls ..." before taking his rod into her throat smoothly. Dan couldn't keep a deep groan from escaping as Trisha began to deep-throat him expertly while Rachel sucked hard on his big, exposed nuts.

After a few minutes, the younger girl slipped her mouth off her father's cock and forcibly replaced it with Rachel's. Dan stared down in awe as the heat of the moment continued to rise exponentially. Trisha continued to stroke her sister's pussy furiously as she forced the girl's pretty face up and down on their father's achingly hard cock.

Rachel's muffled moans grew more erratic as she neared her inevitable orgasm. Just before she started to come, Trisha yanked her mouth off Dan's throbbing meat and resumed blowing her father ferociously. The blonde girl squealed and shook all over as she came and watched closely Trisha swallowing most of his immense length relentlessly. 

It was only a matter of moments, still while Rachel was coming, until Dan was ready. Trisha sealed her lips just past his enlarged cockhead and stared up into her father's lust-filled eyes as he started to blow. She immediately closed her throat off and allowed blast after burning blast of his seed to fill her mouth. Her eyes never left his as he unloaded everything he had into her.

In one even motion, Trisha finally released his spent cock from her vice-like lips and immediately planted a hard kiss on her older sister. Rachel was still twitching from the remnants of her climax when Trisha surprised her with the kiss and subsequent mouthful of her father's come. Dan stood frozen, his heart pounding in his chest as he watched his incredible daughters kiss lovingly, sharing his huge load as what they failed to swallow unavoidably escaped in streams down their chins. When they finally separated Trisha swiped her index finger across her chin, looked up at her father innocently and slid the finger into her mouth, releasing it a few seconds later with a "pop".

Dan dazedly put his cock away as the girls kissed once more then stood up.

"Are you sure you have to go away Dad?" Trisha asked teasingly as the three shared a light embrace.

For a split-second Dan actually found himself trying to think of ways to get out of the trip, but he quickly gave up, knowing it was impossible. They each kissed deeply before heading upstairs, first the girls followed by their father a minute or so later.

The family ate a quick, casual dinner and saw him off only a few minutes later without any more fanfare.

At around 9:00 that night the sisters left the house for their party. Sara almost immediately poured herself a tall glass of wine and settled down on the couch with one of the few porno movies (and the only lesbian one) that Dan owned. Within minutes she set about the pleasurable task of her self-satisfaction, which she intended to make last the whole night.

The girls stayed at their party long enough to get good and drunk but both had only one real goal for the night, to take each other home and fuck for hours. It was still relatively early, just before midnight, when they arrived back home from the short drive. They hurried up the front walk and quietly entered the house.

They were surprised to see the soft glow of television light coming from the living room. Usually Sara was an "early to bed, early to rise" prototype, even on weekends. The sisters walked quietly over to investigate and both stopped, stunned at the scene they found. 

Playing on the TV repeatedly was the title screen of the lesbian porno. And lying on the couch, with an empty bottle of wine on the carpet where she had dropped it, was Sara; passed out and completely nude.

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Sorry for the ridiculous delay on this chapter. I actually had most of it finished a couple months ago but ran into some problems that slowed me WAY down. Chapter 5 is already in progress. 

Again I'd like to really thank everyone for your continued feedback, ya'll have some great ideas and it's always great to here what parts of the story people liked best/worst. Keep it coming! 

Rufus



Upside Down Ch. 05



*This is the 5th chapter of a story I began a couple of years ago and it's been over two years since I published the last chapter. Please let me know what you think and as always comments and suggestions are greatly appreciated. Thanks and enjoy!*

Chapter 5 - Taming Sara

They were surprised to see the soft glow of television light coming from the living room. Usually Sara was an "early to bed, early to rise" prototype, even on weekends. The sisters walked quietly over to investigate and both stopped, stunned at the scene they found. 

Playing on the TV repeatedly was the title screen of the lesbian porno. And lying on the couch, with an empty bottle of wine on the carpet where she had dropped it, was Sara; passed out and completely nude.

"Oh my God, look what we found." Rachel said just above a whisper as the two girls, more than a little drunk themselves, stared down at Sara's nude, unconscious form.

The series of moans and groans coming from the one-minute loop of the DVD's audio served as an appropriate but somewhat surreal backdrop for the moment.

"Yeah, she looks so peaceful. Lying there ... dreaming of pussy." Trisha joked.

Rachel giggled before shooting right back.

"Yeah, this pussy." The blonde girl placed her hand over her sister's cunt as she spoke.

"Damn straight." Trisha turned her face to Rachel's with a sly smile and the two girls shared a long, slow kiss.

"Mmmmmm .... I think you need to get fucked, bitch." Trisha purred.

"Oh fuck yes I do." Rachel answered, her voice dripping with desire as she continued. 

"What about Mom?"

"She needs it too, and she'll get it. But not like this. I want her to want it even more; I want her to try and fight it first."

Rachel just stared at Trisha lustily, appreciating her sister's deviant sexual mastery and her part in it. The younger girl then broke the brief silence.

"Let's clean this mess up a little so she doesn't know we saw anything." 

Rachel turned the TV off and put the DVD case in the entertainment center as Trisha gently covered her naked mother with a blanket. Sara would probably be confused when she woke up but when the girls didn't mention anything the next day she would have to come to the conclusion that she had cleaned up before she passed out.

The sisters then went down to the basement, where things got a little loud and a little rough. Trisha made Rachel eat her out for nearly an hour straight before pounding the blonde all over the room with her strap-on. At one point, she tied Rachel's hands behind her back and fucked her senselessly doggy-style while holding her upper body up by her hair.

They didn't worry much about the noise, which Rachel was making a lot of. Even if Sara woke up and "caught" them, Trisha figured she had more than enough ammunition to handle her mother.

After three hours of intense fucking, the girls made their way back upstairs. Both were nude and Trisha still had the mighty strap-on dangling between her legs. They peeked into the living room and found Sara just as they had left her, asleep on the couch. 

Trisha slowly walked over to where their mother lay and stood directly over her head as she stared down at her. Rachel watched closely as her sister let the dildo hover just above the tip of Sara's nose, it's girth casting an ominous shadow on her pretty, serene face. The brunette thought for a moment how easy it would be to wake her mother with a crisp slap of the dildo on her face and then take her right then and there, but her desire to play with her prey some more won out in the end.

After a minute or two, the eighteen year-old stepped away from her prone mother and led her older sister upstairs. They stopped at Trisha's bedroom door for a deep, loving goodnight kiss. 

The next morning Trisha woke earlier than usual. After a few minutes she got out of bed and headed down to the kitchen, completely nude, to make a pot of coffee. The living room was empty and had been cleaned so she assumed that Sara had straightened up before heading up to her room for some more sleep.

The brunette smiled as she schemed of ways to further tease her vulnerable mother while she counted out the scoops of coffee. She then noticed movement out of the corner of her eye and turned her head to see Sara enter the kitchen noiselessly, in her nightgown. The mother stopped short and stared at her gorgeous, naked daughter for a moment before finding her voice.

"Trisha, what's the idea of walking around the house nude?"

Trisha paused before dropping the last scoop into the coffee maker and closing the lid. 

"I thought we went through this yesterday, Mom." She spoke in a slightly irritated tone.

"Sunbathing topless is one thing, but running around the house nude ..."

Trisha slowly flicked on the coffee maker as her mother struggled to finish her sentence. She then turned and faced the older woman, giving Sara her first view of her full nudity before answering.

"What is your hang-up with nudity, Mom? It's just the female form." 

Trisha deliberately spun around, giving her anxious mother a good look at every inch of her magnificent body.

Sara knew right away that she was in trouble. She tried, but failed to keep her eyes from wandering all over her daughter's body; even taking an obvious, extended peek at her thick, little patch of neatly shaven brown hair crested atop her pussy. After all, she had spent the better part of two hours the night before masturbating while fantasizing about both her hot daughters, so who could blame her reaction.

Even Trisha was surprised at the way her mother's eyes scanned her nude form. In it however, she saw another opportunity and moved in on it like a shark that's caught the scent of blood in the water. 

"I know what might help, here ..." she started as she stepped directly in front of her frozen mother.

Sara just stared like she'd been turned to stone as Trisha took an end of the satin belt of her nightgown and gave it a tug, opening it instantly. The young girl stared into her mother's shocked eyes with an impish smile as the older woman quickly grasped her nightgown and covered herself up.

It took Sara about five agonizingly long seconds to somewhat recover her senses and in that time Trisha had started out of the room. She opened her mouth to speak but quickly realized there was nothing she could say. The only thing left clouding her eyes to her daughter's overt advances was a simple but all-powerful denial. She illogically refused to believe what was quite plainly going on.

The flustered, forty-two year old beauty managed to collect herself enough to go meet a friend for lunch a few hours later, successfully avoiding any further interactions with her daughters. 

Trisha meanwhile was in her glory, toying with her mother like a cat with a mouse. The outcome of this game appeared inevitable, leaving only one question remaining. When? It's all Rachel wanted to know but her sister played her cards close to the vest and left her home while she ran "necessary errands".

Sara and Trisha arrived home just short of five o'clock, and although Sara tried to avoid it, she quickly found herself in the close company of her sexy daughters. 

"Hope you don't have any plans tonight, Mommy." Trisha stated in a curious tone as she plopped down playfully on her mother's bed.

The younger girl shot Rachel a look that told the blonde to follow her lead.

"Oh? And what if I do?" the mother responded.

"Then you'll have to break them, 'cause you have a date with your daughters."

"Yeah Mom, Trisha and I are taking you out to dinner tonight."

"Someplace nice too, so dress for it, OK?" Trisha added with an implied, demanding edge.

Rachel felt herself blush hotly as her mother managed to answer Trisha's surprisingly condescending directive with a shaky "OK". Sara then got up timidly and grabbed a towel before heading into the bathroom to shower.

The blonde stared at her younger sister in wonder. When had she developed this irresistible aura so powerful that she could literally seduce her whole family, and quite easily too? Had she always had it? How? Rachel didn't spend much time on the question though, she was too excited about what the rest of the evening held for the three of them.

The sisters left their mother's room moments later to begin getting ready themselves.

Sara was done before the girls and so waited anxiously in the living room for them to finish. She couldn't believe how nervous she was. It really did almost feel like a date and she had, subconsciously maybe, gone out of her way to wear something that her daughter would approve of. A simple but sexy little black dress; a staple of every well-dressed woman's wardrobe and Sara had always worn it particularly well. Tonight was no exception.

Rachel was the first to join her mother in the living room and the sight of her gorgeous, blonde daughter was almost enough to make the mother gasp. The nineteen-year-old had on a little yellow sundress that complimented her bronze skin and golden hair perfectly. Sara could tell immediately that her daughter was not wearing a bra and marveled at how perfect her small, firm tits looked without one. What she didn't know was that Rachel, on Trisha's command, was not wearing any panties either.

She was so tied up in her admiration of Rachel, that at first, Sara didn't see her younger daughter enter the room. But once she did, a small sound did actually escape her lips. Trisha was wearing a tight, powder blue shirt, under which it was plain to see she had no bra on either. Her skirt was an extra short, plaid, schoolgirl style mini which barely covered her hot little ass. And the coup de grace of the young temptress' outfit was a pair of knee-high black leather boots.

Sara swore she felt her legs wobble as Trisha flashed a subtle but fiery glance and strode closely by, snatching the keys to the Mercedes off the counter. The sexy, young brunette then paused for a moment at the garage door before turning half around and casting a sidelong glance in her mother and sister's direction.

"Well ... you guys coming tonight or what?"

It wasn't lost on Rachel that her sister had gently overemphasized the word coming. The blonde just smiled as she and her mother quickly trailed Trisha to the car.

As they all got to the car Trisha didn't even bother to ask if she could drive. She just helped herself to the driver's seat. Rachel noted a slight hesitation in her mother, but it quickly passed as she got into the passenger's seat.

"You're driving tonight, huh?" Sara asked innocently enough.

Trisha turned her head to her mother with a confident, sinister smile as she put the car in reverse.

"All night, Mom." 

Trisha then turned around and started to back out of the garage. Rachel took one look at her younger sister and felt like she was going to come. Trisha's eyes were trained directly on her slightly exposed pussy. The blonde immediately opened her legs a little wider giving her lover an infinitely better view. Trisha smiled self-assuredly and after a moment returned her eyes to Rachel's face as she mouthed silently "good girl".

The blonde could feel her pussy begin to trickle.

On the way to the restaurant Trisha adjusted the rearview mirror so that it afforded her a view of her sister. Rachel didn't need to be told what to do and was quickly but quietly stroking her wet pussy for the younger girl.

During the whole ride Sara had been stealing brief glances at her hot, young daughter's incredible body in spite of herself. She was enjoying one of these moments as they pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant; particularly eyeing Trisha's nipples, which had suddenly hardened about halfway through the ride (thanks to Rachel's secret show). Perhaps this time she stared just a little too long though as her focus was broken by Trisha's voice. 

"Mom, my eyes are up here."

There was a painfully awkward moment of silence before Trisha looked back at Rachel, who had her middle finger buried inside her pussy and a shocked look on her face, and the two broke out in laughter. Sara joined in with a forced, nervous chuckle of her own as her face reddened comically.

Moments later the three of them were on their way into the restaurant, each daughter taking one of their mother's arms. The instant they stepped inside, the focus of the whole restaurant was on them, especially from the male perspective. And they all felt it. 

Rachel and Trisha were exhilarated by all the heads turning their way but for Sara, it was just another factor contributing to the jellied mess that was her brain. How the hell had she ended up in the figurative "here"? One thing was certain, she no longer had any control of the situation, if she had ever had any to begin with.

They sat down and the conversation started off light. As the waitress approached to take their drink orders Trisha gave her mother a square look.

"Let's start off with a nice bottle of white wine."

Before Sara even fully registered her daughter's not-too-subtle directive, she heard herself answering "OK". Again, Rachel felt herself go flush as she watched her mother struggle under Trisha's irresistible thumb.

That first bottle of wine was gone before the entrees ever reached the table and was soon followed by another that, by the end of the meal, met the same fate as its predecessor. 

The meal itself was relatively uneventful, other than the fact that Trisha continued to further assert herself over her clearly bewildered mother. Sara's struggles would have been evident to a child. A hazy confusion owned her eyes and her body language screamed submission. Rachel realized that the events of the rest of the evening were a foregone conclusion. "If" had left the building leaving only "when" as the final occupant.

That answer would come soon enough and as they left the restaurant, Trisha flipped her mother the keys and took Rachel's hand. Rachel could feel her pussy practically vibrating in anticipation as she and her sister climbed into the backseat of the car. As soon as they pulled out of the parking lot Trisha was on her, kissing her hard and taking a tight hold, albeit momentarily, on her right breast.

Rachel knew immediately that her sister was through fucking around, the time was now. As she broke the kiss, the younger girl spoke firmly, Rachel's small, pretty tit still in her grasp.

"Go find something on the radio."

The blonde quickly leaned over the front seat and began to fiddle with the stations. She gasped as she suddenly felt Trisha's hand on her bare, wet pussy. Within an instant Trisha had a middle finger gliding in and out of Rachel's tight cunt as she squeezed her ass with her free hand. Rachel steadied herself with a hand on the leather dashboard as she literally bit her tongue in an effort to contain the moans attempting to escape her throat.

"How's that radio coming?" Trisha asked sarcastically as she added a second finger.

At that Rachel did moan out, followed by a high-pitched, desperate inward hiss of a breath. Trisha kept pumping.

"Are you O.K. honey?" Sara asked in genuine alarm as she swerved a little.

"Mmmm...hmmmm" was all Rachel could muster until followed a moment later by an involuntary "Oh Fuck!!!"

Sara swerved again and pulled the car over to the side of the road as Rachel suddenly fell back into the backseat. Before the car was even completely stopped Trisha slid behind her mother's seat and wrapped her arms around it. Sara jumped and screamed out in surprise as her daughter's hands latched onto her tight, modest tits forcefully and pulled her hard into her seat.

At once Trisha's mouth was by her ear and her voice carried a raspy, intimidating tone.

"I know what you fucking want, slut. I know what you've been fucking thinking about when you're lying in bed, stroking your pussy."

Sara moaned out again in fear, surprise and sudden lust as Trisha released her tits for a second only to grab them again even harder.

"Now drive us home you dirty slut and maybe I'll let you watch."

Rachel didn't even have a moment to comprehend the scenario as Trisha immediately propped her feet up, one on each of the front seat's headrests, and went right back to work on her hungry, exposed pussy. 

The blonde caught her mother's reflection in the rearview, her eyes smoldering lust as she watched her daughters unbelievingly. Rachel was completely in the moment and sensing her mother's total vulnerability, she continued the inevitable course.

"Fucking drive already!!!"

Trisha paused for a moment and gave Rachel a lusty stare of approval before kissing her hard and resuming her powerful fingering as Sara jammed the car back in gear and took off.

Sara struggled to stay on the road with her eyes in the mirror watching the girls more than not. She'd actually gone off the shoulder once, not coincidentally as Rachel was coming the first time. When they finally pulled up the driveway she was watching Trisha jam one of her gorgeous tits in Rachel's face to suck.

Sara parked the car in the garage and quickly followed her daughters, who were walking hand-in-hand, up into the house. They led her through the kitchen and into the living room and she followed dutifully, as if on some sort of psychological leash, ending up standing in the middle of the room as the girls sat down on the couch and lovingly kissed.

The mother stood sheepishly, awkwardly and stared at the surreal vision before her. She let a breathy gasp escape as Trisha smoothly removed Rachel's sundress leaving the blonde completely nude except for her sandals. The sisters then suddenly stopped kissing and finally turned their attention to their unmoving mother with a mischievous, tandem giggle.

Sara felt totally numb except the liquid fire that was her pussy. She was vulnerability personified and her daughters were eyeing her like wolves would a cornered deer. And with a whisper and another giggle they moved in for the kill.

Rachel left the couch and smoothly slipped behind her mother who continued to face Trisha, seemingly frozen. The blonde then gently and deliberately began to unzip her mother's dress, not stopping until the zipper reached its end. Then, being careful not to touch her mother's skin, she slid the dress over Sara's shoulders and let it fall gracefully to the floor.

Rachel then quietly returned to the couch and like some kind of sexual tag team, Trisha got up and approached her mother, stopping directly in front of her less than a foot away. Sara dropped her eyes from her younger daughter's in an obvious show of shame and submission but Trisha would have none of it and lifted her mother's beautiful face by her chin.

"It's OK ..." the young brunette purred. "Let it go." 

As she spoke, Trisha's hands gently slid around Sara and effortlessly unclasped her bra. In an instant she pulled it off but her eyes remained fixed on her mother's. Rachel leaned back and immediately began to stroke her soaked pussy as she watched the scene she'd been fantasizing about for months become reality.

Trisha then deftly slipped behind her mother and wrapped her arms around Sara's flat belly, the older woman wobbling a bit at the mere touch of her daughter. Quickly they both focused their attention on Rachel, who had placed both feet up on the couch effectively opening her beautiful, little pussy wide for optimal viewing and stroking.

"She's fucking hot, huh Mom?"

Sara's head began to nod in dazed agreement when she suddenly moaned out weakly as Trisha started to massage her small, firm breasts.

"Tell her then." Trisha rasped, bringing her face in against her mother's neck.

Rachel was red hot, stroking her pussy feverishly and noting the sensation of her juices running down over her tiny asshole as she continued her performance.




Upside Down Ch. 05



"You're so hot." Sara managed, with much effort, to croak.

"You wanna see her come, bitch?" Trisha snapped without missing a beat as she suddenly grabbed hold of her mother's panties from behind and pulled up hard.

"YES!!!" Sara squealed.

"Fucking TELL HER THEN!" Trisha's voice rose sharply as her manipulations immediately got rougher.

Rachel nearly did come right then, watching her mother's growing gyrations as Trisha yanked the panties up high between her swollen lips. For the first time Sara's eyes met Rachel's.

"Oh sweet baby please come for me ... please, please, PLEASE let me see you come baby." Sara's voice literally quaked.

Rachel immediately looked to Trisha for an answer and got it as her sister dropped their mother to her knees right in front of her. The brunette then joined Rachel on the couch and kissed her deeply as she traced her hand down the blonde's flat belly. The older girl took her hand from her drenched pussy as Trisha's took it's place. She moaned into her sister's mouth as they continued to kiss lovingly before breaking and together shifting their eyes to their mother.

Sara was mesmerized, staring intently at Rachel's beautiful little pussy as Trisha's fingers rubbed and stroked it. The blonde then began to moan unsteadily as she neared orgasm, her narrow hips jerking spastically. It was only another minute until Rachel was blowing up, wailing like a banshee as her sister rubbed her cunt furiously.

Sara's eyes followed her daughter's gushing pussy as if it were a hypnotist's watch, albeit an extremely erratic one. Rachel for her part didn't even know anyone else was alive except for the three of them as the younger girl held her down and continued to stroke her. The blonde groaned softly as Trisha gently fingered her mouth fresh from her sister's pussy before kissing her deeply.

The young brunette then finally turned her attention to her mother, who was still kneeling obediently, waiting. Trisha stood up about a foot from her desperate mother and with no particular display pulled her tight blouse off, freeing her spellbinding tits. Then, almost as quickly, she dropped her miniskirt leaving her nude save for her leather boots.

Trisha glared down at her mother disdainfully for a moment before sitting on the edge of the couch and leaning forward with her elbows on her knees. Rachel just sat still and watched Sara's dazed and awed face, waiting for her sister to drop the inevitable hammer. 

The brunette waited for a torturous minute before suddenly reaching out and grabbing the back of Sara's head, pulling her for a powerful, sloppy kiss. The older woman whimpered audibly as her youngest daughter slid her tongue down her throat for a long moment before breaking the kiss abruptly.

Rachel's hand shot right down to her still quivering pussy as she watched the scene unfold wide-eyed. 

Trisha then leaned back and spoke firmly.

"You like my tits, Mommy? Do you wanna suck on them, and feel my hard nipples in your mouth ... Mommy?"

"Yes baby ... please ..."

"Well ... then what are you waiting for?"

Sara hesitated for only a split-second before lunging at her naked daughter only to be stopped just short of her destination.

"Don't fucking disappoint me."

Rachel felt a small, unexpected orgasm rumble through her pussy as the powerful words escaped her sister's mouth. She watched as her mother then dropped her face between Trisha's perfect breasts and kissed her chest as her hands ran up her torso and squeezed each sublime mound simultaneously. 

The youngest girl watched, seemingly unimpressed, as her mother gently kissed and licked her chest and just the base of her tits as she began to pinch and roll her rock hard nipples between her thumb and forefinger. The first subtle show of approval was a soft sigh from Trisha as she leaned back a little while Sara kissed delicately around the outskirts of her quarter-sized areola.

Sara then knelt straight up, her hands never leaving Trisha's tits, as she stared at her daughter with a more confident and thoroughly lust-laden gaze and began to massage them more forcefully. Trisha stared back with a sinister smile and nodded approvingly as she suddenly hooked her legs around her mother's waist and began to grind her wet pussy into Sara's flat, belly.

They stayed locked in that position for a good minute as Rachel repositioned herself on her back facing them as she rubbed her pussy with a renewed vigor before Sara finally broke down and dove into Trisha's tits. The brunette kept her legs wrapped around the older woman's waist and groaned as she felt her lips close around one aching nipple. 

After about two minutes Trisha's chest was heaving noticeably and her feet dropped back down to the floor as she cradled her mother's head firmly. Sara was burning, sucking and squeezing her daughter's magnificent tits with a reckless abandon she hadn't dared dream.

As if on auto-pilot, subconsciously knowing the time was right, Sara dropped her right hand between Trisha's legs and cupped her daughter's burning pussy. Trisha writhed with growing intensity as Sara began to gently rub her swollen clit with the palm of her hand as she alternated sucking hard on both tits.

Rachel squirmed desperately, fingering and rubbing her smoking clit and moaning constantly as Trisha and Sara put on an unthinkably hot show for her.

Trisha then yanked her mother's head up and held it tightly. 

"Yeah ..." she gasped. "I knew you'd be a hot fuck ... a good little fucking slut." 

"Yes baby ... whatever my baby wants." Sara responded smoothly.

"Then stick your fucking fingers in me and fuck my puss...ooohhh fuck yeah!"

Trisha didn't even have time to finish before Sara slid two fingers in deep and began to pump her needy cunt as she used her thumb to stroke her puffy clit. Rachel had been fucking Trisha long enough now to know when her sister was really hot and at that moment she'd never seen her hotter.

When enough time had passed for Rachel to count at least two orgasms from Trisha, her sister suddenly pushed her mother away firmly with her foot. 

"Warm that fucking tongue up on my boots."

Sara never hesitated and held a foot in each hand as she began to kiss and lick the black leather attentively.

Trisha then turned to Rachel.

"Come here baby."

Rachel responded instantly and moaned softly as Trisha pulled her in for a passionate kiss.

"I want you to eat my pussy."

The blonde almost laughed. There was nothing she wanted to do more and she instantly went to her task from all fours on the couch beside Trisha.

Rachel's blue eyes immediately trained directly on her mother worshipping Trisha's boots dutifully and found her mother staring intently back at her as she began to lap Trisha's sweet, ripe pussy. Rachel then slipped her hand under Trisha's ass until it was right by her pussy. She then spread her sister's lips open wide as she suckled on her delicious clit, hoping to tease her mother just a little more.

The older sister then moaned suddenly as she felt Trisha's hand slip deftly between her legs and start to gently stroke her sopping cunt. Rachel felt herself semi-consciously pick up the pace as she and her mother's stare continued and Trisha's free hand found the back of her head.

It was only a few minutes when Trisha again suddenly initiated a switch. She wordlessly put Rachel right where she had been and climbed over her. The brunette then turned back to her mother with that wicked grin.

"Kiss my ass, Mom."

Sara couldn't help but smile as she leaned in and kissed her youngest's firm, baby-smooth ass cheeks, giving them a good squeeze to boot.

Trisha then turned back to Rachel and moved in close, letting her soft hair spill over her older sister's beautiful face.

"I couldn't have done this without you ... wouldn't even have wanted to."

She then planted a loving peck on her lips and continued as Sara persistently kissed and massaged her ass cheeks tenderly.

"I love you more than I ever imagined I could love anyone and I want to be with you forever. Will you?"

Rachel felt her eyes well up instantly and as her first tear cascaded down her perfect cheek, she answered.

"Yes."

The two sisters then kissed a perfect, gentle, passionate kiss. Trisha gently wiped away Rachel's tears and spoke once more.

"Now let's have some fucking fun, lover."

Rachel smiled broadly, ready, and moved her hands onto Trisha's glistening ass, interrupting her mother without a word. Sara just stared intently at her daughter's luscious pussy and beautiful, little asshole and waited until she was told. The older woman licked her lips as she watched Rachel's middle finger begin to rub Trisha's tiny, puckered anus. A moment later she pounced as Rachel pointed that same finger at her. 

The blonde shuttered as she felt her mother take her finger into her mouth and suck on it purposefully. After only a moment she pulled her finger back out and resumed rubbing Trisha's asshole and repeated the cycle a few more times. She then spread her lover's ass wide for a full two seconds before squeezing it closed. Again and again she repeated it, raising Trisha's desire and driving her mother to the brink of insanity.

She then stopped, holding those perfect cheeks wide before finally beckoning with both index fingers. Trisha moaned out as her mother's mouth instantly assaulted her tight asshole. Rachel began to suck Trisha's glorious tits as she kept one hand on her ass and started to stroke her sister's clit again. 

The eighteen year old was in heaven. She thrashed and moaned wildly as her lovers did everything in their power to please her; Sara tongue fucked her ass as if her life depended on it and if it had, she wouldn't have had anything to worry about.

Ten minutes or so passed before she dictated another change. In an instant she had Sara on her back on the carpet, giving her mother a wicked kiss before kneeling directly over her face.

"Go ahead, eat your daughter's pussy, slut."

Sara dove in like an animal as she reached up and grabbed a tight hold of Trisha's tits. The younger girl quickly directed her sister to stand in front of her and pulled her pussy in close. Rachel's knees buckled as Trisha started to lick her cunt expertly. The blonde stared down desperately as she held onto her sister's head, mainly to keep from falling down, and in a few minutes her pussy was ready for eruption.

Trisha was struggling herself, Sara's tongue-work was amazing, but with one concentrated burst of focused energy she cupped Rachel's ass with both hands and mashed her open mouth into her lover's twitching pussy. Moments later the older girl detonated, wailing madly as she seemingly attempted to pull Trisha's whole head inside her.

When the orgasm finally passed, Rachel dropped to her knees in front of Trisha and kissed her as the brunette moaned.

"Oh fuck, she's fucking good!" Trisha bellowed unsteadily.

She placed her hand on top of her mother's head and began to grind her soaking pussy heavily on half her face, nearly suffocating the older woman. Sara never wavered though, flashing her tongue frenetically as her daughter's fleshy pussy stroked from her chin nearly all the way up to her eyes with unbelievable speed and force.

With one more unearthly howl Trisha blew insanely, continuing to mash her mother's pretty face as she drenched her further with her sweet, unending flood of pussy juice. When she finally dismounted, Sara's face was soaked, her hair matted down, as if she had been caught in a delicious rain. She stared up at her daughters, panting, but with a look that announced she wasn't nearly done.

Both girls pounced on their mother and kissed her simultaneously. Trisha pulled back for a second and stroked Sara's messy hair.

"Good fucking work, Mom. I knew you had it in you."

"Thank you baby, you taste so sweet. I want more... please."

"Oh you're gonna get more, we're gonna see just how much you can take."

Sara groaned an approval as she squirmed gently in anticipation.

"I wanna see you eat Rach out til she comes like I did."

Sara then pulled Rachel over her face so forcefully that the blonde fell to all fours, nearly in a sixty-nine. Rachel moaned as her mother went hard after her clit. Trisha watched closely as her sister eyed the older woman's dripping cunt with one intent. But before she could make her move, Trisha took her face in her hand.

"Not yet ... just enjoy."

Rachel dropped her head so she could watch Sara suck her pussy. Trisha was right, Mom could eat some serious pussy. The blonde panted and pumped her hips as Sara ate her like a woman possessed. It wasn't long before she felt yet another orgasm building between her quaking legs. With a loud moan she knelt up suddenly and leaned back on Sara's face. When she did, her eyes popped wide open, but not only because her climax was just beginning. Standing by the couch was Trisha, wearing a new and bigger strap-on. This one was a black one-piece, built in to the tight leather panties and it stood at a forty-five degree angle, permanently hard. It was downright imposing.

The blonde came hard as she stared at her sister, stroking the giant and before she climbed off their mother, Trisha moved around behind the sofa, hiding the strap-on from view. The brunette then directed Sara onto the couch and crawled around, careful to keep her surprise from view, until she was kneeling in front of her mother. The younger girl then motioned to Rachel to go behind the sofa as she kissed her mother softly.

"You having fun, yet?"

Sara attempted an answer but was cut off as Trisha kissed her forcefully again and took her firm tits tightly in her hands. The mother moaned as her daughter began to suck her nipples passionately, biting and pulling them roughly. She kept her body right on top of her mother's so that the older woman had no hint of the black monster between her daughter's legs. 

Trisha giggled as she kissed her way down Sara's flat stomach and heard Rachel gasp from behind the couch. She then pinned her mother's knees up by her tits and ran her tongue in a broad stroke up the inside of Sara's thigh, first one side, then the other, making sure not to actually contact any sensitive spots. Trisha's eyes perked as she saw Rachel emerge from behind the couch, wearing the identical strap-on she had on.

The blonde then crawled around, carefully hiding her surprise, until she joined Trisha between Sara's widespread legs.

Sara stared down at her girls' beautiful faces, just inches from her vulnerable, exposed pussy. Closer than either had been since the day they were born.

"Look at what a bad girl she is ..." Trisha teased, "letting her daughters see her little cunt so wet like this."

"What do you think she wants us to do ... this?" Rachel hissed as she opened her mouth and moved towards Sara's cunt only to veer off at the last moment and give the inside of her leg a soft bite.

Sara groaned painfully at the tease.

"I don't know, maybe she wants this." Trisha continued and moved her hand close only to grab hold of the neat little tuft of hair crested atop her pussy, giving it a hard tug.

"Please ..." the older woman moaned unsteadily.

"Nobody's talking to you, you bad, little slut" Rachel snapped.

"Well I think she needs to be punished ..." Trisha said as she stared with a faux angry pout, "like this ..."

Sara then yelped and her hips jumped as Trisha suddenly gave her swollen pussy a crisp slap, just enough to shock, but not cause pain. It was immediately followed by a slap from Rachel. 

"Oh Jesus ... fuck!" Sara blurted as the girls began taking turns spanking their mother's overly primed cunt.

The mental torture continued for nearly two full minutes before they finally stopped, leaving Sara panting and whimpering unintelligibly.

"Oh look at that, do you think maybe we were a little too hard on her?" Rachel's voice oozed false innocence.

"Yeah, maybe we were, do you think we should kiss it and make it feel better?" Trisha asked her sister deliberately.

"Maybe."

Sara covered her mouth to keep from saying anything that might extend the torment. A moment later Trisha planted a gentle peck directly on her mother's inflamed lips, followed quickly by Rachel. The younger girl then suddenly covered the older woman's pussy fully with her mouth and began to wash her tongue powerfully over the ultra-sensitive flesh.

Sara instantaneously issued a rumbling, guttural moan that would have made a caveman proud as she watched Trisha kiss her pussy. It was a good thirty seconds before Trisha pulled her mouth from the beautiful cunt in front of her, replaced in a nanosecond by Rachel who slapped Sara's juicy snatch while in one motion, spread her engorged labia and began flashing her tongue frantically on her mother's bloated clit. It was only moments until Trisha joined her sister and the two began to savage Sara's deprived, overdue pussy. 

The forty-two year old beauty was in another world. Lost was any preexisting fear or question, there was only mind-shattering sensation; as if the sum of her life's sexual pleasure had suddenly been concentrated in this one sublime event ... then doubled.

Her moans were an aria, her writhing an exquisite ballet, performing together in perfect rhythm on a stage of transcendent surrealism.

She continued to stare down through glazed eyes as Trisha settled in on her sex and Rachel's sweet mouth made love to her hyper-sensitive asshole. There weren't orgasms, just orgasm; constant and fluid. The girls sometimes switched places, sometimes worked together but never stopped, not for a second. The insatiable teens ate their mother ceaselessly for over twenty minutes.

When they finally emerged from between Sara's widespread legs, their beautiful faces were glistening with the proof of their mother's approval. They both slid up Sara's heaving, trembling body and kissed the older woman slowly and deeply before sharing their own. 

Rachel stroked her mother's flushed face sweetly as Trisha spoke just above a whisper.

"Close your eyes."

Sara did so without even a fleeting thought of disobeying. The girls then stood up, each taking one of the older beauty's hands, kneeling her down in the center of the room. They then stood directly in front of their prey, their hard, rubber cocks, just inches from her face.

"Okay ... open them." Trisha ordered gently. 

Sara opened her eyes and wore the look of a child on Christmas morning. She needed no further instruction. She slid her hands slowly onto the base of each of her daughter's shiny, black cocks as she stared up in lusty anticipation.

She began to stroke them gently, peeling her eyes away from her girls only to stare in awe at the stiff black rods in her hands, before planting a hot kiss at the bottom of Rachel's. She then began to lap the underside of Trisha's as her stroking increased.

Inside a minute she was alternating taking their strap-ons deep down her throat as Trisha laid a wicked kiss on her sister.

"We did it, baby." The brunette purred softly.

"I love you so fucking much" answered the blonde.

The sisters held a lengthy stare, the only sounds in the room being their mother's increasingly sloppy, frenetic blowjobs.

" ... and I am so in love with you." Trisha slowly answered.

The girls kissed again before turning their attention back to their mother who was still staring up at them with, at that moment, Rachel's strap-on nearly swallowed to the hilt. They continued to let Sara go wild, intermittently yanking her head off one of their toys and jamming it back down on the other. 

They stared down at Sara, drool pouring messily from her mouth; admiring, but not surprised at her ability to deep-throat such a monster. Rachel cooed and gripped her mother's hair tightly as she fucked her mouth harder and harder until slowing, only for fear of hurting her. When she finally pulled the black rubber cock from Sara's throat with a pop, the older woman gasped and panted as strings of sticky drool dripped off her chin.




Upside Down Ch. 05



"Let's go ...upstairs Mommy." Trisha teased, emphasizing the "mommy".

They then led her up into her and Dan's bedroom.

"Up on the bed." The younger girl said evenly, adding a condescending slap to her mother's ass as she passed meekly by.

"Spread-eagle." Rachel added.

The girls stood together a few feet from the bed and began to stroke each other's toys as they watched Sara do exactly as ordered. The older woman stared longingly at her daughters as her hand went right to her drenched, hungry pussy. Sara had never been more ready to get fucked, her girls eyeing her like a piece of meat as they continued to play with each other's rubber cocks.

"I've been thinking about it and well, do you want to fuck her first?" Trisha asked with a smile.

"Hell yes!" Rachel exclaimed. "But not as much as I want to watch you first."

Rachel dropped to her knees and began to blow Trisha as she finished her sentence. The brunette grinned wickedly at her mother as her sister prepped her cock for duty. In less than a minute, Rachel had the dildo literally dripping.

Trisha climbed up onto the bed and crawled over her trembling mother, in one motion burying "her" cock deep inside her as she kissed her hard. Sara groaned into her daughter's mouth as the girl instantly began to thrust in and out of her juicy cunt.

Rachel watched breathlessly, her hand motionless, gripping her hard rubber cock as her sister pumped her mother rhythmically, powerfully and passionately. The younger girl held Sara's head in both hands, stroking her cheeks, staring into her soul and intermittently kissing her. 

Trisha then paused with her strap-on buried to the hilt inside her mother and gave her a series of soft kisses before lifting her upper body off her mother and hooking the older woman's knees behind her arms. She then presented her magnificent breasts and Sara immediately latched onto them with both hands and began to suck them madly. Trisha groaned, threw her head back and gave Rachel a look that about made the blonde cum.

Within seconds Trisha was pounding Sara, the mother hanging on to her daughter's tits for dear life, moaning unevenly as she licked and sucked them hungrily. The brunette then forced her mother's head back down onto the bed with a hand firmly around her throat, applying only enough pressure so that Sara knew it was there.

Rachel watched closely, her hand a blur as it pistoned up and down the length of her cock. Her eyes scanning; Trisha's ass as it flexed with the finish of each thrust, Sara's feet as they flopped around in the air, her sister's primal grunts and her mother's desperate whimpering moans.

Before long, Trisha flipped her mother over on all fours and began to ream her from behind. Sara's strained face painted a sexually charged vision directly in line with Rachel's tool as the blonde girl watched her mother's body recoil violently from Trisha's relentless pounding.

Rachel then stood up and grabbed a handful of her mother's hair with her left hand as she began to slap and rub her pretty face with her dildo. Trisha held Sara's hips firmly as she pounded away and watched her sister proudly.

"Yeah, you like that, bitch?" the blonde asked with razors in her voice.

"You fucking know I do." Sara growled defiantly.

Rachel then sunk the dildo into her mother's mouth. Sara responded with an initial gag but gamely accepted her daughter's strap-on back down her throat. The girls bounced their mother back and forth ruthlessly, alternately impaling her on their toys and much to her delight.

Trisha then abruptly pulled out of Sara's aching pussy. Rachel knew that her turn was finally at hand and quickly pulled her mother off the bed, slipping behind her effortlessly. In an instant she was pulling on one of the older woman's nipples and stroking her swollen clit. She let her dildo slip between Sara's legs and lodge up against her pussy lips and slowly started to pump her hips.

The blonde could feel her mother's whole body trembling spastically and prized the woman's whimpering groans as she began to kiss and lick her earlobe. 

"You want it?" Rachel whispered.

"Oh baby, fuck me ... please baby fuck me ... please baby fuck me ..." Sara repeated over and over and over again.

Rachel then bent her over the bed and as she slowly traced her fingers down the length of Sara's back, slid her rubber cock inside her. As she quickly built up a rhythm she understood immediately why Trisha liked wearing the strap-on so much. It wasn't long before she was fucking her mother hard, grasping her hips tightly to help her drive the cock in as deep as possible.

The blonde then laid down on the bed and watched lustily as her mother climbed atop her and slid herself down on the dildo. She squeezed Sara's ass hard as the older woman began to ride her expertly, grinding her hips and thrusting herself down forcefully. Sara then collapsed down on top of her. Rachel loved the feeling of her mother's hard nipples mashing into hers as she continued to fuck her.

Suddenly Trisha knelt behind Sara and pulled her head up by her hair as she started to rub her mother's asshole. The older woman could tell right away what her younger daughter had in mind, feeling the cool lube being massaged against her ass. Rachel kept up her pumping of her mother's pussy as Trisha sunk first one, then a second finger, rather easily, into Sara's ass.

"Oh yeah ... you like it in the ass don't you? 

"Oh fuck yeah!!!" the older woman nearly sang. 

She then roared as Trisha suddenly and unceremoniously slipped her dildo up her firm ass. Both girls paused for a long moment, their strap-ons buried completely inside their quivering mother. Sara held a death-grip on the bed's heavy headboard and whimpered as Trisha gently stroked her back and Rachel did the same to her twitching breasts.

The three Brooks' women were, at that moment, one; on some level they would always be from then on. Their bodies joined together a human jigsaw puzzle, the three pieces fitting seamlessly, effortlessly. Their minds did the same, singularly focused on one another, completely existing in precisely the same, divine moment, happy and content.

The eye of the storm inevitably passed and the girls began to fuck their mother again, slowly at first, but quickly building up to a ferocious speed.

Sara wailed uncontrollably in total ecstasy, her moans nearing their fantastic crescendo as every muscle in her body tightened preparedly.

Release came with a simple flick of a finger. Trisha needed only to touch her mother's swollen clit to trigger, no pun intended, the mother of all orgasms. Sara's frantic climax served as an apt conclusion to the events of the evening; unbelievably intense and nearly mind-shattering. 

They finally all collapsed together in a sweaty, panting mosaic of flesh. The girls ditched their strap-ons and the three of them lay on the bed together, gently kissing and stroking each other lovingly.

"You OK Mom?" Rachel and Trisha asked in unison as the blonde tenderly stroked Sara's flushed face.

Sara was touched by her daughters' genuine concern and responded sweetly to both girls.

"Oh yes my babies ... I'm wonderful. I don't think I've ever been better."

The girls could tell she really was and they soon nestled in close on either side of her. It was only a minute or two before all three of them fell fast asleep.

The next morning Rachel awoke to strangely familiar sensation. When she opened her eyes, she was met by Sara's gaze from between her legs ...



Upside Down



Over the next few hours, the pretty blonde blankly watched TV, in a vain attempt to distract her troubled mind. Above all else, she wanted to soothe the fire between her legs. Because even though she was terribly conflicted, she was also undeniably turned on by what had happened. She wouldn’t allow herself the pleasure though, as some sort of semi-conscious punishment.

She listened as the party slowly but surely wound down until outside her door there only was silence. For some reason the silence was a comfort, although she still couldn’t sleep. Her mind continued to replay the surreal events as if on a loop. Over and over she saw her sister getting fucked on top of their dad’s desk; watched her lying naked by the pool; smelled the sweet smell of her pussy on Justin’s cock. It was beginning to drive her mad.

She glanced over at the clock and sighed as she saw the time, 4:15. The house had been quiet for over half an hour so she assumed it was “safe” to go get a drink of water without running into anyone. She quietly opened her door, slipped into the dark hallway and headed for the bathroom. Once there, she filled a cup and drank it down in one gulp. Rachel then put both hands on the sink as she looked up into the mirror.

She stared at her reflection impassively, almost as if she didn’t quite recognize herself anymore. And in a way, she didn’t. She took another big gulp and put the cup back before turning the light out and walking back to her room.

Rachel closed the door to her room softly and turned towards her bed. The blonde stopped dead in her tracks. Lying on her bed, in a little tank top and a pair of guy’s boxers, was Trisha. She had her head propped up in her hand and stared up at her older sister with a furtive look that both scared and excited Rachel.

“What…what are you doing in here?” Rachel asked, trying hard, but failing to sound normal.

Trisha’s expression stayed the same and without moving a muscle she responded.

“You know exactly what I’m doing in here. The question is, are you gonna do something about it?”

Rachel felt a flash of heat that seemed to raise the temperature in the room to a hundred degrees. How was she supposed to respond to that?

“What do you mean?” she stammered.

Trisha lay still for a moment before issuing a sarcastic chuckle as she got up off the bed.

“Well, if you really don’t know why I came in hear, I guess I better go back to my own room.”

Trisha’s tone was both mocking and threatening. Rachel stood frozen as her sister walked by, seemingly with an extra bounce in her step. She felt her opportunity slipping away but was unable to speak. Just as she grasped the doorknob, Rachel freed her tongue.

“Trisha wait!”

The brunette stopped and turned back, her hand still on the doorknob.

“Why did I come in here, Rachel?”

“Because…” The older girl said nervously.

“Because you wanted to …”

Trisha seemed about to lose her patience and began to turn the knob slowly.

“Wanted to what?”

“Because you wanted to fool around?” she finally managed to blurt out with much effort.

Rachel half expected Trisha to react with disgust, slam the door and storm off. But that, of course, didn’t happen.

Trisha instead released the doorknob and approached the older girl.

“Not exactly.”

The brunette paused for a moment before continuing.

“I think we’re a little passed fooling around, don’t you, sis?”

Rachel felt herself go numb as Trisha stared hard at her.

“No Rachel, not to fool around. I came in here to fuck your brains out.”

The blonde girl’s eyes widened noticeably as her sister gently wrapped her arms around her.

“You do wanna fuck me, don’t you Rachel? I could see it when we were in the kitchen before, it was in your eyes.”

Rachel remained frozen as Trisha brought her beautiful face so close, she could feel her breath. The younger girl then planted a soft, loving peck on her sister’s quivering lips. 

“And when we were with Justin, you couldn’t take your eyes off me.”

She kissed Rachel again, this time parting her sister’s lips with her tongue. Rachel wrapped her arms around Trisha and whimpered as they kissed for a long minute before breaking again. Trisha leaned her face against Rachel’s as she suddenly slipped her hand beneath her sister’s t-shirt and squeezed one breast tight. Rachel gasped as she began to roll her hard nipple around between her thumb and forefinger as they held each other close.

Trisha then sat Rachel down on the bed and stood before her. She stared hard as she peeled her tiny tank top off, freeing her picture perfect tits. The brunette climbed onto the bed and knelt over Rachel’s lap, positioning her breasts right in front of her older sister’s pretty face. 

Rachel’s inhibitions were finally gone, along with the shock of the act itself. All that was left in her heart and mind was a wholly unique union of love and lust.

The sisters’ eye contact remained unbroken as Rachel gently took one of Trisha’s firm breasts in her hand. The younger girl cooed as Rachel suddenly squeezed it and flicked her nipple with tip of her tongue. A moment later the blonde was sucking hard on her sister’s hard brown nipple, rolling her tongue over it and biting it softly.

Trisha panted and dropped her head back while Rachel alternated squeezing and sucking her big, beautiful tits passionately. Rachel then lay back, pulling Trisha down on top of her. She resumed her licking and sucking as her hands found her sister’s hot ass; first over, then under her boxers.

The brunette soon slid herself down a little so she was directly over Rachel again and slipped her right hand into her older sister’s panties. Rachel’s hips jumped involuntarily as Trisha’s fingers began to lightly rub her puffy cunt lips. The blonde stared up at her lover’s sweet face and her hand found Trisha’s dripping pussy as well.

Moments later both girls were panting and squirming at each other’s touch. They kissed again as they worked each other’s pussies, each spurred on by the other’s moans and gyrations and the raw, sexual heat of the moment. Rachel marveled at the feel of Trisha’s pussy; so hot, so wet and so soft beneath her fingers. 

They continued to rub each other hard for a long while before Trisha brought her mouth in close to Rachel’s ear.

“You ready to eat my pussy, Rachel?”

The blonde girl moaned out as her sister slipped a slender finger deep inside her as soon as the words escaped her lips. She pulled her hand from Trisha’s pussy, yanked down the younger girl’s boxers and squeezed her firm ass hard. She whimpered and stared up at her sister as the brunette fingered her smoothly and spoke again.

“Are you ready to make your little sister come in your mouth?” she rasped.

The unthinkable questions had an electrifying effect on Rachel. She suddenly flipped Trisha over on her back and slipped her boxers off completely. The younger girl flashed a wicked smile as her sister began to grind her hips into her pussy hard, in a mock fucking motion.

Rachel was soon kissing her way down Trisha’s perfect body, stopping only to nibble softly on her nipples and tease her tiny bellybutton before reaching her target destination. She paused for a moment, building both girls’ anticipation, and admired her sister’s beautiful pussy. Her puffy lips were glistening and seemed almost to pulsate while her pink clit, swollen to nearly twice it’s normal size, peeked out invitingly from between. She breathed in deep, the delicate, seemingly floral scent of her sister’s arousal. 

Rachel tentatively flicked her tongue over her sister’s pink bud once, then a second time, as if testing the water before jumping in. She then stared at Trisha’s pretty, innocent face as she dipped her tongue between her lips and sampled her flavor fully. Her sister’s essence filled her senses as she began to suck and lick her sweet, pink flesh. Trisha glared down at her, her hips flinching erratically as Rachel’s lips and tongue massaged her fiery pussy.

Rachel was in a dream; so long had she desired to taste another woman. Her sudden obsession with Trisha was instantly validated. It was meant to be. How else could she explain the recent turn of events, leading to this wonderful, all-consuming peak? She couldn’t, or just simply didn’t care to. Where she was at that moment was where she was meant to be and while her mind would continue to question it, her heart remained steadfast and sure. This was right.

All of her thoughts and feelings manifested themselves in a wicked tongue-lashing of Trisha’s delicious pussy. She sucked and ate her sister like she’d been doing it her whole life, using techniques she had both fantasized about and experienced. Whatever she did, it was very clearly to Trisha’s liking. The young brunette moaned and squealed and squirmed and writhed her way through two powerful orgasms in a matter of minutes before having to pull Rachel’s tireless mouth away from her spasming cunt. 

Trisha pulled Rachel from between her legs and rolled over on top of her. The sisters then began to kiss wildly with a raw passion most people never get to know. They kissed for a long while, both girls gasping and moaning as they unleashed their mutual lust.

The younger girl slid down Rachel’s tight body and closed her panting mouth around her sister’s neatly trimmed pussy. Rachel grabbed Trisha’s hair and her body went stiff as she released a series of low, guttural moans. The brunette reached up and grasped Rachel’s firm tits tight as her tongue flashed frantically over the overheated flesh of her pussy.

Rachel came almost instantly. Her mind flooded with pleasure as Trisha continued to go at her flowing cunt masterfully. A few minutes passed and Rachel was on the doorstep of another mind-bending orgasm. But Trisha stopped, just before delivery, and reached under the bed. She pulled out a clear six-inch vibrator as she crawled back over the panting Rachel.

They kissed deeply again as Trisha touched the vibrator to her sister’s inflated clit. Rachel squealed and began to thrust her hips as Trisha rubbed the humming toy hard on her desperate pussy. The brunette reached around and took her sister’s head in her hand as she positioned the vibrator at the mouth of her cunt.

They resumed their hard, deep stare as the younger girl pushed the toy inside her sister. Rachel moaned and groaned as she stared up at her pleadingly, silently begging to fulfill her needs. Trisha steadily increased her pace and before long she was pumping Rachel hard and fast.

Within moments, the blonde wrapped her arms around Trisha. Every part of her body twitched but her head, which was held fast by her sister’s hand. Rachel focused on nothing but Trisha’s brown eyes as her orgasm began to rock her senses. The brunette fucked her sister hard through the entire climax, studying her strained face for over a minute before the sensations mercifully began to recede.

They kissed hard again as Trisha pulled the vibrator out of Rachel’s aching cunt and laid down alongside her. Rachel stroked her little sister’s soft, brown hair and they entwined their legs as they stared lovingly into each other’s eyes. 

The sisters lay silent for a long while, gently stroking each other’s naked bodies until Trisha leaned in close and gave Rachel a soft, loving kiss on her lips.

“I love you so much.” The brunette said softly.

Rachel smiled and kissed her again. The blonde then turned on her side and Trisha wrapped her arm around her sister’s flat belly as they spooned with each other. In a matter of minutes, they were both asleep.

Rachel awoke the following morning from her deep sleep to find herself alone. A sudden shiver went through her body as she remembered the awkwardness of the morning after she and Emily had fooled around. This had the obvious potential to be a much, much more damaging situation.

She climbed out of bed and threw on her t-shirt and sweatpants before popping her head out into the hallway. The house was silent. Rachel quietly walked down the hallway and peeked into Trisha’s room, but found it empty. She walked to the head of the hallway and nervously called downstairs for Trisha, but got no response.

Rachel fought an uneasy feeling as she crept back down to her room. She stepped inside, shut the door and turned towards her bed. She stopped again and smiled down at Trisha who was lying on her bed, much like the night before, only this time still very much nude.

“Gotcha again.” Trisha said with a smile.

I’m asking you, the readers of this story, if you think I should write additional chapters. I have some ideas about future scenarios for Rachel and Trisha (involving any number of additional people) and I want to know if readers would be interested in hearing about them. 

All feedback is valued and appreciated. 

Thanks,

RufusT