0 comments/ 413551 views/ 12 favorites Warm Ups Ch. 1 By: MexicanRon Guys were always telling me if they had a sister like mine, they’d never leave the house. And she does have these all-American good looks—about 5 feet 2, 105 pounds, cute little body, streaked blonde hair, icy blue eyes. But I never paid much attention until a few weeks ago, when I decided to cut my afternoon classes at the local university. Arriving home, I wasn’t too surprised when I saw my older brother’s pickup parked in the driveway. Although he’s 26-years-old and married, Bill still drops by now and then to use the garage and my father’s tools to work on his truck. Walking down the stairs to the family room where I intended to stretch out on the sofa and watch some tube, I could hear coming from the TV the moans of a woman being fucked—and fucked good if the noise she was making was any indication. I started to yell out at Bill to stop the tape until I got there, but then I heard my sis say, “Gawd, look at that!” For some reason, I decided to keep quiet and cautiously peeked around the corner. What I saw was Marcie stretched out on the couch, head propped on a pillow, eyes glued to the TV. Bill was sitting on the other end of the sofa, her feet in his lap, rubbing her calves. I guess they were so wrapped up in the movie they were watching that they didn’t notice me. “You like that, huh?” Bill asked, his voice husky. His hand slid a little further up her leg, until his hand was gently stroking her inner thighs beneath her cut-off jeans. “Yeah,” Sis said, squirming a little. “It’s pretty exciting.” “Why don’t you scoot forward a bit, so I can stretch out and be comfortable too?” Sis moved forward a little and Bill slid in behind her and wrapped an arm around her. “There, that’s better,” he said, snuggling in close, spoon fashion, and easing his hand up underneath her blouse in one smooth motion. “What are you doing?” “Just holding you. There’s nothing wrong with that, is there?” “No, but …” and then she gave an excited little moan as his hand cupped her breast. “Shhh. Just watch the movie.” He said, kissing the back of her neck. They were silent for a few minutes, except for their heavy breathing. I could see my brother’s hand moving beneath her blouse. “Oh God, Billy, we shouldn’t be doing this,” she said, as he moved to ease her blouse up over her head. “Shhh. It feels good, doesn’t it?” He said, reaching around to unsnap her bra. “Yeah, it does. But you’re my brother …” “There’s nothing wrong with a little touching. It makes watching the movie more exciting, doesn’t it?” “I guess so.” He knelt down beside the couch. “God, they’re gorgeous,” he said. My sister doesn’t have big breasts, but they’re absolutely perfectly shaped, with pale puffy nipples. They were snowy white and contrasted beautifully by her tanned skin. “You really think so? You don’t think they’re too small?” Obviously flattered. “Uuummm,” he said, sucking a crinkly nipple into his mouth. “I think we better stop now,” she said, squirming excitedly, after a few minutes. “Shhh, just watch the movie.” He said and unsnapped her shorts so he could slide his hand inside the waistband of her pink cotton panties. “Oohhh God, Billy, you can’t touch my pussy. That’s enough now … ooohhh!” After a while, my brother started tugging her shorts and panties down her legs. With a little grunt she raised her hips to help him. As I stared at the glistening lips of her little blond pussy, I felt like my dick was going to rip my pants open. My brother cupped her mound in his hand and rubbed it gently for a few minutes, before he dropped his head down and began to lick at her pussy. “Please, Billy. Please, you better stop now… oooh Jeez …” Suddenly, Bill stood up and began to remove his shirt. “What are you doing?” Sis said, a glazed look in her eyes. “I’m going to fuck you, Sis.” “We can’t do that,” she said, but she gasped when his big dick popped out. She stared at it in undisguised delight. One hand moved to her chest and cupped one of her breasts, as if she were offering it to him. Her other hand moved slowly down her flat tummy to her pussy and she began to strum her clit slowly. “It’s so big and hard, Billy.” “Gonna fuck you good, Li’l Sis,” Bill said, stepping out of his underwear and moving toward her. As he crawled between her legs, Marcie moaned, “Oh God, hurry and put it in me before I change my mind.” When Bill started crawling between her legs, I made my own move. I sneaked quietly back up the stairs, opened and slammed the door, and yelled, “Anybody home … Bill, Marcie.” I figured they needed a few minutes to get their act together so I went to my room and changed into a pair of shorts. Besides, I needed to calm down myself. When I went back downstairs, I found the two of them watching some soap opera, acting as if nothing had been going on. I had to stifle a laugh because my brother was sitting in the easy chair next to the sofa with his shirt half hanging out of his pants. His face was flushed and he still had an obvious bulge in his jeans. Sis was still stretched out on the couch, but she had hastily pulled an afghan over her body. I sat down on the floor in front of the couch. After a few minutes of conversation about this and that, my brother stood up and said he needed to get home, his wife was expecting him. I had a good idea what he was going to be doing with her as soon as he got home. After he left, I waited a few minutes and picked up the remote that was lying on the floor. “Hey,” I said, as innocently as I could, “there’s a tape in the VCR. I wonder what’s on it,” and hit the play button. “Hey, this looks like one of Bill’s porn movies. Were you guys watching this?” Sis blushed bright red, cleared her throat and said, “Yeah, but just for a few minutes. I’d never seen one before, so Billy brought it over.” “Well, let’s watch it for a while.” I paused for a minute and then said, “Don’t be a couch hog,” I said, moving up onto the couch and settling in down behind her. Her eyes were glued to the screen, but beneath the blanket I could see the outline of her hand moving down toward her thighs. Good, she was still hot. It was easy as pie—thanks to my brother getting her all primed. After a few minutes, I lifted the afghan and slid underneath with her. She was naked except for her panties, and her body was warm to the touch. I cupped one of her breasts in one hand and slid my other hand down under her panties, pushed her hand out of the way, and gently began to play with her hard little clit and rub the lips of her very hot, very wet pussy. “Oh God, Tim, not you, too,” she said. “Huh?” I said, acting as if I didn’t know what she was talking about. “Oh nothing,” she said, pushing forward to meet my fingers. Within a few minutes, she was flat on her back, and I was kneeling between her thighs, working her panties down while she was frantically trying to pull down my shorts so she could get at my dick. I began easing it in nice and slow, but she grabbed my ass and made a big circle with her hips, burying me in her to the balls. It felt as if her pussy was going crazy, pulsing and squeezing at my dick. “God, Sis, you’ve got the nicest pussy, I’ve ever been in,” I managed to gasp out as I began to work it in and out. “Just fuck me,” she said and began to thrust her hips up to meet me. Since she seemed a little frantic, I let her set the pace and just hung on for the ride. “That’s it, fuck me like that, fuck my pussy good, make it come all over my brother’s dick,” she kept saying over and over, as if she were offering up a litany. Neither one of us lasted too long. After all that stimulation, who could? But in a few minutes I was ready to have another go at the cute little body of hers. Since then, we’ve been fucking every chance we get. I can’t begin to tell you how nice it is to be living under the same roof with a sister who loves to fuck her big brother. Last week, I came home early and saw my brother’s truck in the driveway. I wondered if he was warming her up for me again. I hoped so, but instead I found my sis on top of my brother, moaning about how much she liked the way his big dick felt, about how he could fuck her anytime he wanted, how she never knew fucking with her own brothers would be so damn good. “Brothers?” Bill said. “She means me,” I said, tearing my clothes off as fast as I could. I came around to the end of the couch and looked down to where their bodies were joined together. Marcie was gently moving her pelvis back and forth, rubbing her clit against his pubic bone. She had a wild look in her eyes, and I eased forward so that my dick was waving in her face. She gave a little gurgle of delight, grabbed my dick, and pulled me forward. As I slid into her mouth, she resumed riding Bill really hard, like a wild woman. “Suck it, Sis,” I said, “Get it good and hard. I’m next.” We spent the rest of the afternoon twisting and turning her into one way-out position after another. We did everything we could think of, except double penetrate her. She refused to try it. Later, when Marcie went off to get cleaned up, Bill and I sat around talking about what had just happened. He laughed when I told him the story about the first time I got in her panties. “Well, the more the merrier—they say,” he said. I grinned and shrugged my shoulders. “How would you like to do it again, but with me and Gina?” Gina is his wife. “God would I.” Who wouldn’t? I mean, if Marcie isn’t the best-looking girl in our circle, Gina is. “But do you think she’d go for it?” “Just leave the details to me,” he said. We made arrangements to get together Friday night, and I could hardly think of anything but Gina all week. She has an olive complexion with the smoothest skin you’ve ever seen. She’s tall—about 5 feet 8—with a long mane of black hair that accents those liquid brown eyes of hers. And the way she dresses—low rider jeans that emphasize her round ass, tight T-shirts that cling to her big breasts. Just thinking about her made my dick ache. In fact, I was so horny that on Thursday night I went into Marcie’s room, even though our parents were in the next room. “I know what you want,” she said when she saw the way I was looking at her. “Don’t pretend you don’t like it,” I said. “Yeah, I do. But not as much as you, I think. You get all the pussy you want without any bullshit.” “You too. You can act as slutty as you want, and nobody knows anything about it. You get to keep your good reputation.” She giggled. “If people only knew.” “Uumm,” I said, kissing her neck and pulling her up against me. It was the first time we’d ever taken such a chance, so we didn’t undress all the way, just in case we heard someone coming. I just dropped my jeans and underwear to my knees, and she pulled the panties of her baby doll pajamas aside and we went at it doggy style—hard and fast. I loved feeling her panties rub against the side of my dick as it went in and out. As she built toward an orgasm, Marcie clawed at the sheets and met each of my thrusts with one of her own. I began to lightly rub my thumb over her rosebud, and she nearly went crazy and had to bury her face in a pillow to keep from screaming. Of course, that gave me some ideas about I was going to be doing to that ass at some time in the future. It was almost 10 o’clock when I arrived at Bill’s house on Friday night. “You’re late,” he whispered. All he was wearing was a pair of shorts and an unbuttoned shirt. “Now, no matter what happens, just follow my lead,” he said as he led me to the living room. What a sight greeted my eyes. Bill had spread out a mat in front of the sofa and covered it with a red satin sheet. Stretched out on the mat, her eyes glued to the TV on which another one of Bill’s porn movies was playing, was sexy Gina. All she was wearing was a white bustier. Her big breasts were pushed up and practically spilling out of the top of her outfit. Her long hair was tangled and wild looking. She had a sort of glazed look in her eyes. “Look who’s here, baby,” Bill said. “Goddamn it, Bill,” she said, glancing up. “You said you were going to get rid of whoever was at the door.” She ran off toward their bedroom, giving me a look at her gorgeous ass. Whoever came up with the idea of thongs had an ass like hers in mind. I took a seat in the lounge chair just off to the side of the mat. Bill told me to pause the movie and went off after her. As he disappeared into the room, I heard him say, “C’mon, baby. This is our chance to do some of the things we’ve been talking about. And it’s even better that it’s my brother because he won’t tell anyone.” I couldn’t hear the rest of what he had to say, but I did hear Gina say as she came back into the room, “All right, just this once, but he can’t touch me, and he has to leave when I say so.” Behind her, Bill winked at me. Although Gina was blushing, she walked defiantly into the room and sat down on the mat, back propped up against the sofa. She did make one concession to modesty—she grabbed a big throw pillow and hugged it to her chest. All I could see was her head and those long legs. I clicked the remote and she turned toward the screen. As she stared at the screen, I took a good look at her, trying to imagine what was going to happen. Her full lips were puffy and bruised as if she had been doing one heck of a lot of kissing and necking. I couldn’t help thinking about the way those lips might look going up and down my dick. The whole idea of what Bill was trying to set up had me rock hard. I hadn’t even noticed that Bill had left the room until he said, “Here, baby. I freshened up your drink for you. You know how Margaritas make you relax.” He set a pitcher down on the coffee table and handed me a frosted glass and sat down, his back against the sofa, on the mat beside Gina. From his shirt pocket, he pulled a joint out and lit it. “This should help get us in the mood,” he said, taking a deep drag and passing it to her. Gina giggled. “It’s been awhile since we’ve done this.” As we smoked, we sat quietly and watched the TV, though Bill and I both kept glancing at Gina to see if she was beginning to loosen up. After a while, her thighs unconsciously began to scissor together as she watched the action on the screen. When we had finished our smoke, Bill got up and refilled our glasses but gave her a little extra. Then he got up and changed the movie. “I think you’ll find this one better, hon,” he said. “It’s your favorite.” “’Housewives Who Like To Show Off,’ huh,” I said as the opening credits came on the screen. The movie opened with a typical scene. A stacked blonde with artificial tits was teasing a couple of construction workers. “You know, Tim,” Bill said, “Gina likes to show off too.” “Oh yeah?” I said, looking over at her. Little by little the glitter was returning to her eyes. He told me about a couple of their escapades down at the mall and at various bars. “She loves to let’em see her little panties.” “I can’t help it,” Gina said, giggling again. “When I see the way they look at me, like they’d like to … you know. I get so hot.” “Well, I don’t see anything wrong with it,” I said. “I mean, as long as it doesn’t bother Bill.” “Hell, I love it,” Bill said. “She gets hot and we come home and have great sex. Plus I’m really proud of the way she looks. I love seeing the envious looks on guys’ faces.” Gina was watching the screen, and she moaned as the construction workers, who’d had enough of the blonde’s teasing, began to close in the girl. Bill grinned at me and said, “Show Tim what you’ve got, honey.” He lifted the pillow out of her lap. “Promise me you won’t get mad first.” He nodded and she stuck out her chest, pushing her boobs up and out. “Give him a good look, honey.” Bill said and began unbuttoning the little eyehooks holding her bustier closed. Once he was finished, he pulled it off and proudly showed her to me. Her breasts were beautiful, standing up big and proud, her dark brown nipples stiff and crinkled. Her eyes met mine, and then she watched my eyes rove up and down her body, from her naked breasts down to her flat belly and the little white triangle covering her pussy. “Wow,” I said, “Yours are even better than the girl’s in the movie, Gina.” “Yeah, right.” “No, really. Hers are fake, and yours are real and stand up just as good as hers.” “They sure do,” Bill said, his hands going to her breasts. I noticed he had taken all of his clothes off except his boxers. He stroked her nipples for a moment and then pulled her to him for a kiss. As they kissed, he maneuvered her until she was stretched out flat on her back. His head bent to her breasts and he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. Our eyes met again. She was staring at me, watching my reaction, as Bill worked on her breasts, going back and forth, from one to the other. When I reached down and cupped my crotch, she gave a loud moan. Bill lifted his head up then and stretched out on his side beside her. What a sight she was—all that creamy brown skin stretched out on red satin in nothing but a pair of thigh highs and a little pair of white panties. Her eyes were going back and forth, from Bill to me, watching us stare at her body. “Give Tim a panty shot, hon,” Bill said arranging her so that her crotch was pointed at me. “You look so hot, Gina,” I said. “If you think that looks good, take a look at this,” he said, lifting the crotch of her panties aside so that I could see her wet pussy. “Let me have a closer look,” I said, getting down on the mat with them. “It’s beautiful,” I said. The pale brown lips were glistening, and her pink clit was sticking up out of its hood. I was so excited I could scarcely breath, and my voice sounded as if it were coming from far away. “He’s looking at it, isn’t he? Your brother’s looking at my pussy.” She moaned and threw her head back. When she closed her eyes and started biting at her lower lip, I began stripping off my own clothes. Then as she started to say, “Maybe Tim should leave … ,” Bill began to gently finger her pussy and clit. It didn’t take long before she started moving her hips in a fucking motion. He said, “Don’t you like it?” and moved to kiss her. “Oooh yes, my clit feels like it’s jumping, but are you sure you not gonna get mad at me?” His mouth muffled her words. “Mad? I want you to do it. Take her panties off, Tim,” he said. She lifted her hips, and I immediately began pulling them down off her legs. “Maybe Tim should leave now. So we can, you know ...” “Go ahead and touch her pussy,” he said to me. “Look, hon,” he said to her as I cupped her mound in my hand. She lifted her head and watched me work on her pussy. “Oh, you’re naked,” she said to me. Her face was twisted, and she had a dazed look in her eyes as she stared at my hard dick. “Oh my God. You want him to fuck me, don’t you?” she said. I picked that moment to begin licking at the lips of her succulent pussy. “Unh-huh,” Bill said, kissing her neck before moving down to her breasts. As he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth, I moved up to her clit so I could tease it with my tongue. “Oh God, you two guys are making me crazy.” Her hips were bucking so hard I could barely keep my mouth on her. Bill stood up and started peeling off his underwear. I looked up past her flat tummy to her big breasts to see that she was watching me eat her. “Don’t stop,” she said. “I’m going to do it … Now!!! Oohh yesss … umph …” Bill had leaned over her and stuck his dick in her mouth. I rose up and tugged her hips up so that she was in a position that I could enter while I was kneeling. I slid in easily and began lifting her hips up and down so that her clit was rubbing against my pubic bone. Her pussy was pulsing and jerking around my dick, and she was coming in a series of multiple orgasms that every guy wants a girl to have. Warm Ups Ch. 1 It felt so good that I couldn’t hold out for long. “I’m coming,” I groaned, lifting her hips up and down and driving my dick in and out, all at the same time. Suddenly, I felt my body go rigid, and I came in a series of long hard spurts. I didn’t think it was ever going to stop. “Keep sucking, hon,” Bill said. “Oh Jesus yes, use your tongue like that.” After he’d come, we all stretched out on the satin sheets. She lay down between us while we took turns stroking and kissing her and she fondled our dicks until we started to get hard again. “I guess this is one time fantasy turned out to be better than reality, don’t you think, hon?” Bill said, cupping her pussy in his hand. She moaned in appreciation. “Turn over,” he said to her. She rolled over onto her stomach and cradled her head in her arms. She had a dreamy look on her face as we stroked her back and that lovely ass. “Go ahead,” Bill said. “Do you mean what I think you do?” He nodded his head. “This is her favorite part of the fantasy.” She gasped when I smeared some of the cum that was dripping from her pussy onto her little brown eye. One of her hands grasped Bill’s and she said, “We’re really going to do it, aren’t we?” I knelt between her cheeks and started working my dick in as gently as I could. “Easy,” she said, once I popped past her sphincter. She began to lift her ass up and down to meet my thrusts. “That’s it, fuck it nice and slow until I get used to it.” “Is it good, baby?” Bill asked as I shoved it in really deep. “Uunh-huh. That’s it,” she said, “just a little harder now. Like that.” “It’s so fucking tight, Gina,” I said. “You like it? You like fucking my ass?” She said in a husky voice. “I love it. It’s my first time.” “I’m glad it’s with me.” After a few moments, Bill said, “Roll her over now.” Keeping my dick buried in her as deep as I could get it, I rolled us over so that she was on top of me, face up. Bill knelt between our thighs and started working his dick into her pussy. I could feel his dick rubbing against mine through the narrow membrane that separated us. It felt good, but I don’t know if I would have liked it if it would have been a different guy. He picked up the pace, fucking her with deep, strong strokes. Soon she was jerking her hips to meet his movements and was moaning and screaming about how good it felt to have two dicks in her. I don’t know how long he fucked her like that, but it seemed like a long, long time. Suddenly, they both stiffened and started coming in a simultaneous orgasm. Afterwards, since I hadn’t been able to move too well in that position, I rolled her back over onto her stomach and fucked her ass hard. She said something about being all fucked out but met my thrusts with her own to help me get off. I think I came even harder than I had the first time. When she went off to the bathroom later, Bill grinned and said, “Well, I guess you know what’s next.” “You, me, Marcie, and Gina all together, right?” We both grinned at the idea. Author’s note: I’ll write the next episode only if I get enough positive feedback. Warm-ups Ch. 2 Author’s note: This can be read as a stand-alone story, at least after reading the introductory paragraphs for background. But perhaps it might work better after reading Chapter 1, which can be found on this site by clicking on the link at the end of this story. Sorry, readers, that it took me a while to post this. I’ve been busy in my real work. Let me tell you a little bit about my brother Bill. I’ve been following him down a trail that has led to some pretty wild times. But for the most part I can’t complain. First, thanks to Bill getting her warmed up, I managed to bag my kinky sister Marcie, a curvy, little nineteen-year-old blonde. I’ve been fucking her ever since. Bill and I also had a wild fuck party with her, during which we twisted and turned her tanned, toned body every way but loose. She loved it just as much as we did. Now that—that was good. And it was just as good when later Bill had me over to his house, and we ended up watching porn movies, getting a little tipsy, and then sweet-talking his wife Gina into fulfilling her fantasy of being double-fucked. Better yet, Gina is just as gorgeous as Marcie. She’s an Italian fantasy girl—tall, wild mane of dark hair, creamy olive skin, big, proud breasts, flat belly, and a round ass that looks great in a tiny pair of white panties. And, man, did she look good that night all stretched out on a red satin sheet, with her thighs spread and her crotch pointed at me, while looking at me with wild eyes, and waiting for me to help her husband drive her crazy. So, I shouldn’t complain, right? I was a college student living the kind of sex life that a young guy can only dream about. But I was worried that my brother was going to blow our set up. The whole thing involved secrets. Marcie didn’t know about Gina, and vice versa. I didn’t think Marcie was going to want anyone, even Gina, knowing that she’d been fucking her brothers. And I have this feeling that Gina wasn’t going to like knowing that behind her back her husband was fucking his own sister. But Bill wanted to move the story along, to bring everything out into the open. He wanted to have another fuck party, but this time with all four of us involved. He said it would be the wildest time yet—think of all the things we could do. Well, of course I could imagine quite a few things, so even though I wasn’t convinced it was a good idea, I went along with his plan. It was decided that we would borrow our father’s cabin cruiser for a weekend, and we would go from there. So on Saturday morning Marcie and I drove out together and met Bill and Gina at the Marina. Though she didn’t let on, Marcie was a little surprised to see Gina. As planned, I had told her that Gina probably wouldn’t be coming, that it was going to be just her, Bill and me. She had been primed and ready for some all-night, threesome fun. I saw the same look of disappointment in Gina’s eyes. Bill must have told her something similar. While we loaded up the boat and got ready to head out, I was worried about how the girls would react. But as the Florida sun warmed my face, I forgot about all it. When we were a couple of miles from shore, Bill cut the engine, and we dropped anchor. He popped the tops of a couple of Coronas, and we sat on deck chairs in the cockpit, enjoying the gentle swaying of the boat. “Well, what do you think? Could it get any better?” he said. My eyes followed his down to the deck below. Marcie and Gina had stripped down to their bathing suits and were soaking up all the sun they could on what might be one of the last sunny days of the year. Marcie was stretched out on her stomach, wearing a bikini that consisted of nothing but three little, neon pink, triangles with flimsy strings holding it up. If you didn’t look closely, you might think she was naked because the back consisted of nothing but a piece of string that ran between the cheeks of the round hump of her butt. Although wearing a one-piece, Gina looked just as fine. The front of her suit had a deep Vee that tapered down past her naval and stopped just above her pubic hair. The top lifted and pushed her breasts in, revealing almost everything but her nipples. She was lying on her back, looking up toward us. Because of her sunglasses, I couldn’t tell if she was looking at me. I wondered if she could see how turned on I was, how much I wanted to fuck her again. We mixed up a pitcher of Margaritas and went down on deck, where we all sat laughing and talking about this and that. Suddenly, Gina stood up and said to me, “I’m going to get in the water. How about it, Tim, want to get in with me?” I figured this might be a way to get things started, so I stripped off my shirt and dived in after her. As I swam around the boat, I tried to see what Bill and Marcie were up to, but I couldn’t see because of the railing. In a little bit, I saw Marcie’s blonde-streaked hair bobbing up and down in a slow rhythm. Meanwhile, head down, swimming in a strong crawl back toward the boat was Gina. I met her at the ladder and stopped her, hoping to make a little noise and give Bill and Marcie time to get themselves together. “Having fun?” I said. “Yeah,” she said. She lowered her voice and said, “But I didn’t know Marcie was going to be here. Bill kind of led me to believe it was going to be just you.” “I couldn’t say no. I mean, what was I supposed to tell her? She couldn’t come because the three of us were going to … you know.” I cupped one of her cheeks in my hand and pulled her up tight against me. She blushed and said, “Yeah, I know. It’s all I could think about on the way out here. My panties were soaked by the time we got to the dock.” She gasped when she felt my hard dick probing at her pussy. Our eyes met and suddenly we were in a deep kiss that went on and on until we were hunching against each other frantically. I adjusted my cock so that it was centered up against where I thought her pussy was and began to move it gently back and forth. She moaned in response and laid her head on my shoulder and whispered that it had led to the best sex that Bill and she’d ever had, that they’d been “fucking morning, noon, and night.” “Maybe, we’ll find a way to get together later,” I said. “I don’t think so, not with Marcie here.” She thought for a moment and then giggled. “It’s too bad you didn’t bring someone else, someone who likes to play. The way I feel right now I’d give Bill his favorite fantasy.” “Oh yeah? What is it?” “He’s dying to watch me do another guy while he’s fucking another girl. I hope when we do it, you’re the other guy.” I wondered what she would think if she knew Marcie was exactly the kind of girl that did like to play. Bill and Marcie were stretched out together on some beach towels. I grinned because I figured Bill was lying on his stomach to hide his hard on. After Gina and I dried off, we lay down on the towels with them. Everything was really quiet, abnormally so, until Marcie said, “Would one of you guys rub some lotion on my back?” Bill said, “I’ll do it since I’m the closest.” “I guess that leaves you to do me, Tim,” Gina said, turning toward me and giving me a sly smile. Bill and I poured a generous portion of oil into our hands, pausing to let it warm. They both gave a groan of appreciation as we began to knead the lotion into their neck and shoulders. A couple of times I ran my slicked up hands up underneath the V of Gina’s suit to touch the sides of her breasts. Bill just looked at me and grinned because what he was doing to Marcie could hardly be called a massage. He slid his hands down to her nearly naked ass and began oiling it down, making it glisten in the afternoon sunlight. He winked at me and lifted the little triangle covering her blonde pussy. Marcie bit her lip and purred in pleasure when he eased a finger inside. She turned her head to Gina and tried to act as if nothing were going on. “Your husband’s hands feel so good. You’re a lucky woman.” “Well, Tim’s no slouch,” Gina said as my hands slid up under the bottom of her suit. Within a couple of minutes I had two fingers in her pussy, finger fucking her in the same rhythm Bill was using on Marcie. Bill and I grinned at each other. We knew that both girls thought they were getting away with something, putting something over on the other one. But they didn’t have a clue. I guess Marcie thought I was watching Bill finger her, and Gina thought Bill was watching me do her. When I found her G-spot, Gina gasped, but immediately put an end to the game when she brushed my hand away and rolled over onto her back. As the girls turned over, Bill said, “I guess it’s time to do you in front.” “Now, don’t be naughty,” Gina said, but from the look in her eyes I knew that if Marcie weren’t there we would already be going at it. We had a couple more drinks before Marcie announced that she was getting hungry and was going below to make some sandwiches. Bill told Gina to stay put, he’d be glad to help Marcie out. As soon as they were out of sight, I rolled up against Gina so that my body was up against hers. “I’m going crazy. I want you so bad,” I said and slid my hand into her bathing suit to stroke her oily nipples. “Me too,” she said, biting nervously at her lower lip. “You were driving me crazy with your fingers. God, with Marcie right there. All she had to do was look back over her shoulder. I was almost ready to come.” “Let me see them.” I pulled her top aside and stared at her brown, puckered nipples. I bent and sucked one into my mouth. She smelled and tasted of coconut. She gave a moan of pleasure and we stared necking again. “Let me put it in you for a minute,” I said. “We can’t—they could be back at any minute. Besides I don’t know if we should do it if Bill isn’t with us.” “He won’t care. He didn’t say anything when I put my fingers in you, did he?” “No, but he was there …” “Just for a minute. We don’t have to take our clothes off.” Not taking no for an answer, I moved between her thighs and pulled the crotch of her suit aside and pulled down the front of my suit enough to get my dick out. “Poor baby, you really want me, don’t you? Okay, but just for a second … hurry.” She was so wet and slick I slid into the balls in one long slow stroke. “Oooh, you feel so good in there like that,” she said. “Uh-huh,” I said and pumped her a couple of times. “You’d better take it out now,” she said, panting. Her hands went to my shoulders, as if she were trying to push me away, but at the same time her hips were moving to meet my thrusts. I was already to the point that I could come. Suddenly we heard Marcie say, “Oh Jeez, Billy, you can’t …” This was followed by a loud, drawn-out moan. “What the hell,” Gina said, scrambling out from under me. I followed her over to where we could look down an open window into the cabin. What we saw was Marcie leaning up against the counter that divided the small galley from the sleeping quarters. Her pink bikini panties were lying on the floor, and Bill was down on his knees with his face buried in her pussy. Her head was thrown back, her face twisted in pleasure, and she was biting at lower lip. She looked as if she were having a hard time standing up. “Shhh,” Bill said, rising to his feet and turning her around. Marcie pushed the jar of mayonnaise and the sandwich fixings out of the way. “I can’t help it—I’m so turned on. Hurry,” she said, spreading her legs and laying her head down on the counter. Bill pushed his trunks down to his knees, stood up behind her, and fisted his dick looking for her opening. “That’s the wrong hole, silly,” she said. She grasped his dick and centered it. “Right there,” she moaned as he began to move it in and out in slow strokes. Gina looked at me and said, “Goddamn him.” Although she was whispering, I could hear the fury in her voice. I didn’t know what to say. She caught the look in my eyes, though. “My God, you’re both fucking her, aren’t you?” I shrugged my shoulders. “We thought it might be better to get everything out in the open.” “I can’t believe you guys tried to set up something like this. You’re a couple of sick bastards. Marcie too. Is she in on this too?” “No, she doesn’t know about you.” I tried to embrace her to calm her down, but she angrily pushed me away and stalked off toward the gangway. I thought she was going downstairs to catch them in the act, but instead she yelled out, “Hey, you two, what’s taking so long down there. We’re starving out here.” I was relieved when she didn’t make a scene. But the look on her face told me that my worst nightmares about our plan had come true. For the rest of the afternoon, Gina sat silently, slowly sipping one Margarita after another. Once in a while her eyes would drift from Bill to Marcie to me. She obviously wasn’t a happy camper. I remember thinking I sure wouldn’t want to be Bill when she finally got him alone. I tried to get Bill aside to warn him about Gina, but I could never get him alone. The two of them seemed to be in their own little world. They were laughing and flirting, touching each other in ways that were far from normal for a brother and sister. Once, when she knew Gina couldn’t see, Marcie pulled her bikini bottom aside to show Bill and me her pussy. When the sun went down, and the air began to cool, we all went inside. The sleeping quarters on the boat were designed for four people and consisted of two narrow beds set at a right angle. Marcie and I supposedly were going to be sleeping on them, and Bill and Gina were going to sleep on an air mattress that Bill and I were setting up. Of course, if things had gone according to Bill’s plan we would have all ended up on the mattress together. It was too bad it wasn’t going to work out, I thought, looking at the two girls. Once we had things arranged, Bill brought out a joint, and that seemed to calm Gina down some. Her face was set in a little half-smile as she watched the rest of us laughing and talking. Bill said, “How about a little game of cards?” “Oh goodie,” Marcie said, “let’s play Euchre. You can be my partner, Billy.” He laughed and said, “Well, that’s not quite what I had in mind.” For the first time in a long time, Gina said something. “Wake up, Marcie. This is just the first step into getting us to playing strip poker.” Bill grinned and shrugged his shoulders. “But that’s just part of the plan. What they really want, Marcie, is to get you and me naked. And after that they want to talk us into—well, you can use your own imagination from there.” The rest of us sat there stunned, looking at her. “But let’s cut to the chase. Why don’t you and Bill finish what you started this afternoon? I’m sure Tim and I can find something to do to amuse ourselves in the meantime.” Bill relaxed and grinned, but Marcie looked as if she were in shock. “That’s right,” Gina said to Marcie, a catty grin on her face. “I saw you, and I know all about you’re being your brothers’ little fuck toy. And from the look on your face when I saw you earlier, you love it. But I bet you didn’t know about the three of us.” She took my hand, tugged, and said, “You can do whatever you want. Come on, Tim.” I stood and we embraced and fell into a deep kiss. When we paused, she shrugged off the robe she had changed into when it began to get cooler. All she had on was a pair of gauzy red panties. “Like my new panties? I bought’em just for you,” said and lay down on the mattress. “I think you should be the one to take’em off, don’t you?” As I hurriedly undressed, I looked back to see that Bill had pulled Marcie into his lap and was busy kissing her neck and shoulders while whispering into her ear. When his hand slid into her bikini’s panties she gave out one of those long moans she makes when she’s really excited. They both began tearing at the buttons on his shirt. I went right for Gina’s panties. I gave a little grunt of pleasure when I saw the way the wet crotch was clinging to the puffy lips of her pussy and began unrolling them down her thighs. “What changed your mind? “ I said. She cupped one of her breasts and squeezed it, as if offering it. As her other hand slid down through her pubic hairs, she shivered and said, “I’ll tell you later. Right now just do things to me.” She gasped as I moved between her legs and began kissing my way up her thighs, breathing in the essence of her excitement. I felt the mattress shift as Tim and Marcie joined us. “Let me be on top,”Sis said. I wanted to look, but couldn’t because Gina had pulled my head tight to her crotch, holding me in place. “Oh yes, do it to me,” she moaned. “I’m burning up and have been all afternoon. That’s it right there. Oohh, I can’t believe it. I’m gonna come already. Don’t stop … that’s it … now!!” I crawled up between her thighs when she started to calm down. I needed to get my dick in her as soon as possible. “Wait, let’s watch a while first.” She nodded toward Bill and Marcie. She was on top of him—her favorite position—riding him like a woman possessed while Bill thumbed her nipples and told her how much he loved fucking his little sister’s tight pussy. I stretched out on my side behind Gina and slid my dick into her as we watched, fucking her with short strokes. When I pushed all the way in, she whispered back at me, “Not so fast. I want to watch both of you do something to her. I want to watch you guys do her, like you did me.” Her voice was husky, and she was panting again. “She won’t let anybody fuck her ass.” “Well, I guess it’s up to you to make her like it.” Trying to distract her, my hand went to her clit. “Oohh, that’s nice. I think I can come all night, but first do it to her. I want to watch her squirm.” Reluctantly, I pulled out and got up behind Marcie. When Bill saw me he grinned because he knew exactly what I had in mind. He pulled Marcie down so she was stretched out on top of him. As their mouths met in a long kiss, I moved into position. Bill then pulled the cheeks of her ass apart, so I could see my target. I gave a little groan of appreciation when I saw her pink rosebud. It looked so inviting. “Go ahead,” Bill said, “I can’t hold out much longer.” When my hand went down to where their bodies were joined, so I could get some of her pussy juice for lubricant, Marcie looked back at me startled. “I told you guys I don’t do that,” she said trying to squirm away from my fingers. But I had already smeared some lube on her ass and was moving into position. “Do it,” Bill said, holding her tight so she couldn’t move away from me. He was kissing her and telling her how much she was going to like it. “Yeah, do it,” said Gina excitedly. While I was getting Marcie ready, Gina had gotten on her hands and knees beside me and was watching me maneuver my dick into position. “Here, I’ll help,” she said and grasped my dick roughly, centering it for me. As I started to push in, I was surprised to hear Marcie say, “Go ahead, fuck my ass. I guess I wanna try it, at least once.” I had to shove it a little hard to get it in because it was so tight. When the head popped past her sphincter, she moaned and started begging me to take it out. “I’ve changed my mind. I don’t want anything in my ass. It hurts. Please take it out now.” “Don’t listen to her, Tim. She’s going to be loving it in just a minute. It’s the kind of girl she is. Trust me, I know. Just do her nice and slow until she gets used to it,” Gina said. She had gotten up on her knees beside me and was kissing my neck, stroking my back and ass. “Oh I must have looked like that—on that night,” she moaned. As she cupped my balls in her hand, she told Bill that “next time we’ll have to bring a video camera.” Marcie groaned. “Starting to feel good, isn’t it?” Gina said to her. “Uh-huh.” Bill and I had gotten a good alternating rhythm going. He’d drive it in deep and then pull back, and then I would do the same. Suddenly, Marcie started going crazy, meeting our thrusts, moaning and sobbing. “Oh Jeez, I’ve got two dicks in me and it feels so fucking good! Oohh yess …Fuck my ass hard … yeah like that … ooh my pussy … ooh my ass … I can feel it all over my body …don’t stop … I’m gonna come so good … oooohhh … oh yeah like that … oh yeah … I’m doing it … NOW!!” Warm-ups Ch. 2 As she started to collapse against him, Bill let out a wild grunt and arched his back, freezing himself in place as he too began to finish. I was right behind him. I grasped Marcie’s hips, jerking her back and forth, as I felt my cum race up my shaft. “That’s it, keep fucking back. I’m there … aaahh.” We all caught our breath, and then since I had fucked Marcie in the ass, I went to the bathroom to get cleaned up so I could have more fun. I came back to find them lying on their backs, breathing deeply, basking in their pleasure. I stood listening for a minute. Marcie said, “Then you’re not mad at me.” “No” Gina said. “Not anymore. I think I was really madder at Bill. When we first talked about this stuff, we agreed not to do it behind each other’s back.” “Sorry, honey,” Bill said. “But I …” “Oh, you’re not off the hook. You know what they say about payback. There’s this guy that really wants to fuck me, and I’m going to let him. I’m not going to tell you who its, and you’re not going to be there—at least not for the first few times. But if you’re a good boy, maybe I’ll let you catch us going at it and join in.” Her voice was husky. “Oh that sounds so hot,” Marcie said. “The joining in part does,” Bill said. “I don’t know about the rest of it, but I guess I can’t complain because …” “No, you can’t,” Gina said. “Can I ask you something, Gina?” Marcie said. “What did you mean when you said that you knew I was that kind of girl?” “Honey, I’ve always known that you liked it kinky. I’ve never been fooled by those all-American, good girl looks. Heck, I knew it, even if you didn’t. Maybe it’s because I’m the same way. You know—it takes one to know one.” Gina saw me standing there, listening. “I think it’s my turn to be the center of attention,” she said, signaling me to join them. “What about me?” Marcie said. “I think you should help them. I know you want to—I can see it in your eyes,” Gina said. Her thighs scissored in excitement, as she watched Marcie’s head moved toward her pussy. This time it was Marcie who gave the cat-like grin. She paused, looked up at Gina’s face, and said, “And what do you think I see in your eyes?” “Oh, I don’t know. Maybe that I’m about to act out one of my deepest fantasies. Maybe that … oohh … I can’t talk right now—I’m so excited I can hardly breathe.” “Well, I guess we know how to shut you up now,” Bill said, stretching out beside her, lips moving toward hers. As I sucked a nipple into my mouth, she gasped and said, “Oh yes, all three of you do things to me.” Later, when she had her first orgasm, Bill knelt over her head and offered her his dick to her, and I moved around behind Marcie, intending to fuck her while she kept eating Gina’s pussy. “Wait, baby,” Gina said to me, “You’re mine tonight.” She pushed Marcie away and joined me on one of the narrow beds. We spent the night making love in every position and in every way we could think of. In between bouts, we watched Bill and Marcie go at in the same way. I don’t know what’s next, but I’m up for it.