1 comments/ 254279 views/ 11 favorites Weekend Sleepover Ch. 1 By: blonde_ryno I work hard all week and look forward to my weekends. Time to relax, play a little golf, watch a game or two on TV; you know down time. Here it is just three minutes away from quitting time on a Friday afternoon and my wife just calls to ask me to pick up some more soda, because her sisters are coming for the weekend. Suddenly, “my time” just vanished. Her sisters are not bad at all, but now I must change all my plans and I have to wear clothes around the house.” Scott mumbled to himself as he prepared to leave his 9 to 5 office. Like most average men, Scott had a middle management job, with a middle class income; a mid-sized home and a somewhat average sex life. However, things are not always as they seem... As Scott walks into his modest yet beauty of a home, he grudgedly kisses his young wife and makes his way towards the shower. His wife, a few years younger than Scott, is still learning the about men. Scott is only the second man she had ever slept with, which made him a “god-like” lover in her eyes when compared to her high school sweetheart whom she called “little shooter”. Jen thought to herself, “My husband came home with that “look” on his face. That look he gets when he doesn’t want to do something. I knew he was going to be a bit bummed. That is why earlier today I made a special treat for him. Even now as I stand here putting away the laundry, I can feel my smooth hairless sex rub against my sweatpants. Won’t he be surprised when he finds my shaved pussy? That will make him happy. In fact, it is making me happy right now just thinking about it. I wonder if we have time for a quick one before the girls get here? No, I guess not.” Jen’s sisters were as beautiful as Jen, with only slight differences. Jen stood 5’6”, 120 pounds, rounding hips, B-cupped breasts and a full Latin ass. Her sisters were just a bit taller and leaner, and were blessed with firm ripe melons for breasts. The middle sister, Marie, “Finally, I get to get out of the house! My sister and I are constantly asking to do stuff with our friends, but nooo! Mom and dad are so strict. I wonder if it is the catholic or the traditional Mexican culture upbringing that makes my parents keep us in the house. I think it is the combination. I mean, I am in college now and still I can’t go out on a date unless my parents have met him and his parents. How embarrassing! My older sister got lucky. She met a great guy when she was 19, got married, and got out of this house. She and her husband just got a big new house last month. This weekend should be fun. It won’t be as fun as hanging out with my friends at a party, but better that a night of reruns and nagging!” The younger sister, Angie, “Man, why do I have to be here too? Just cause my older sister wants to go, doesn’t mean I do. I already miss my room. My stereo. My computer. I won’t even be able to play with myself for two whole days! This sucks. I want to talk on the phone, lay on my own bed, close my eyes rub myself. It seems funny, but for the past couple of weeks I can’t stop thinking about sex. I don’t know why. All of a sudden my pussy just tingles almost all the time. I wonder if other 18 year virgin girls do the same thing? I wanted to ask my friends, but what if they laugh at me? I can’t. It is my little secret.” As the girls arrive, Scott was just finishing washing away the workday grime. “As soon as I turned the water off, I knew they were here already.” He dried off a little then opened the window. Behind his deodorant he kept a small stash just for this occasion. He opened a metal airtight container and pulled out a small joint that had once been lit then extinguished. He re-lit the stick and took a couple of big hits, blowing the smoke out into the night air. Then, he tapped out the red ember and placed it back in it’s hiding place. A hot shower and a smooth head change. Now Scott was ready to meet the girls. Scott walks out from the steamy bathroom and is nearly run over by his younger sister, Angie. She was being chased by her sister, his wife, Jen who held a kitchen towel in “snap formation.” It is going to be a long weekend, Scott thought to himself. Marie, his wife’s other sister was helping herself to some of the newly purchased Pepsi. Scott gave her a quick hug and grabbed a beer from the fridge. Screams from the back bedroom indicate that Jen had finally got a good snap. The beer tasted great after the toke of green bud. Now I all I need is dinner and some hot sex and it will be perfect, he thought. A smile conveyed his thoughts, but he kept the words to himself. As he stood in the kitchen enjoying his brew, Marie quietly admired him, “Why don’t boys my age look this good? Is it the ten years or just the way Scott holds himself? Jen met him when she was only 19. I am almost 20. I wonder if he looks at young girls anymore. What am I thinking, of course he does. Yet, I wonder if he ever looks at me? Boy, I wish he had a younger brother. Look at his smile. I wonder if he is thinking about sex? Why am I? This is my sister’s man, I must be crazy. But still, he looks damn good!” Meanwhile, back in the bedroom, Angie was caught and the innocent game of chase became a bit more for the young girl. “Wow! I can not believe how turned on I am. My own sister chasing me like we were 5 or 6 years old is one thing, but when she threatened me with the towel. Chills covered my body. When she finally snapped me with it, I screamed out in pleasure not pain. Can this be true? Am I so sexually charged that I even enjoy a quick snap on my ass? I am a teen nympho! I must go to the bathroom right now and rub my clitty. I need to finish!” About an hour or so later, Scott heard the calling of the few beers he had already consumed and searched for an empty bathroom. He is left with one last place and proceeds to take care of his business. “This is why I wanted a house with an extra bathroom in the den. I got two other bathrooms full of sisters taking showers, brushing their hair, gossiping, and whatever else they do, and I still have a place to pee. Makes a man proud when he knows he did well. What do those girls do in there anyway? I swear it takes them forever. The pervert in me likes to imagine that they are engaging in some type of sexual games. Yea right. These girls are as straight as they come. It has taken me several years to loosen up Jen and the other girls seem even more conservative. Damn, they are hot when I think about it. Once in a while I get a quick peek or an accidental touch. They will make some guys very happy. Enough of the sex thoughts, now I have a hard dick tenting up my sweatpants. Hey, what is that?” He thought he heard someone just outside the bathroom door. With both sisters still showering, Marie was alone and bored. “My sister’s are still in the shower. Angie’s showers are always the longest. It seems like she can live in there. I just soap and rinse and every other day shave and trim. I don’t know why I trim my pubic hair. It is not like anyone is going to see it. I guess it is more for me... and just in case. I wonder if Scott is busy. He must be playing pool. He tried to teach me to play a couple of weeks ago, but I suck at it. He is not playing pool, where... is that him in the bathroom? I should leave, but I just need to look once. I have only seen a man’s dick a couple of times, but it was dark and he covered it with a rubber. My big virginity pop. One guy, two nights. More like one inch, two seconds. If I am quiet I can peek just inside and... I have never seen a man pee before. It sounds funny, but to me it is a step closer to womanhood. I wish he would turn around a little so I can see more. Look at him shake it! Now turn around... yes! My, it is longer than I thought. It looks, it looks, it looks so good! It makes me want to touch myself... I feel so hot... My pussy is already wet and I can feel my clit with my fingers... I am so hot!” Marie’s fingers slipped just inside her pussy lips while gently rubbing her small clit. Her breathing became a bit heavy and a moan escaped her lips. “Oh, it feels so good...but ...wait is that me making those sounds?” Scott opened the door wide to find Marie standing with her over-sized T-shirt pulled up around her waist and her fingers stuffed in her wet cunt. They both froze, unsure of what to do or say. Scott’s erection stood out behind the thin fabric. “Do you want to see it again’” Scott asked? But before she could answer, he pulled his cock from his sweats. Pushing his pants down just a bit, he revealed his balls hanging low. Marie’s eyes looked away from his and focused directly on his member. Scott gently squeezed his rod and it jumped outward with a small drop of liquid showing on the tip. Marie could not control herself. She began to rub furiously at her clit. Her breathing became quick, with short spurts of air. Scott could hear her wetness as she jerked herself into a body-shaking climax. Her eyes closed and she fell to the floor. Scott’s dick was still dripping pre-cum, which he used to rub over the tip. He knew he could have came too, but he was unsure how to explain semen all over the carpet. He kneeled down and put a hand on Marie’s back. “Are you ok?” She said nothing. Figuring she may now be embarrassed, he reassured her that it was their secret, and that she was a beautiful girl, and that he also enjoyed the show. She continued to say nothing. Quietly, he left the room for her to collect herself. However, it would not be only their secret, for Angie had finished her shower as well. “Standing at the door watching one sister finger herself while my other sister’s husband stands and jerks his pecker is unbelievable! I thought I was the only one here with crazed sexual urges. They didn’t even see me. They didn’t even know that I had my finger in my own pussy. But then again I always have my finger in my kitty lately. I want something else inside me. I want to feel a thick, hard rod inside me. I want to be spanked with a hand not a towel and then have a hard dick in me. Jen is so lucky. I wonder if they are going to fuck tonight? I can’t wait to listen!” As one sister enjoys her thirst for lust, Marie feels the opposite. “Oh my God! What did I just do? I can’t believe what just happened. How can I look Scott in the face? What do I say to Jen? I have to relax. Quiet. Breathe. Pretend like nothing happened. Nothing.” The night continued without any evidence of the sexual exploits. They all watched a movie, ate popcorn, and drank soda, just as planned. Everything seemed normal. After the movie, the two young girls continued to watch TV. For Scott and Jen, it was time to retire to the bedroom. The master bedroom was down the long hall, the last room in the house. From the bedroom, you could not hear the TV and from the living room, you could not hear... “I have a surprise for you,” Jen softly blew the words into his ear. Jen slowly rose from the bed and removed her silky robe revealing a perfectly bald pussy already dripping wet. No words were said as Scott knelt before her and licked her juices as they escaped her sex. Falling back onto the bed and spreading her legs wide, she begs for him to lick her pussy. His tongue twirls her clit as her back arches high in pleasure. She squeezes her breasts together and massages them with her hands. “Stick your fingers in me while your licking that clit!” Scott does as she commands and she replies with a load moan. Scott slowly includes another finger, and then another, until the only finger not covered in pussy is his thumb. Her moans become louder as she bucks her hips on his hand, pushing his four fingers further into her wet opening. “I am going to cum!” As he hears that, he gives a small push and his entire hand is engulfed in her pussy past his knuckles. She gasps for air as her body shakes into a climax. With his hand still buried, she twists her body over, facing down and pulls her knees up, and ass in the air. “I need you in me now!” Her commands are without questioning, and her voice is shaky. Taking his hand out, her rubs his dick with her juices and positions him behind her. With ease, he slides his dick into her wet pussy. It travels several inches past where his hand stopped and hit the wall. One time they had measured his prick for fun and it measured almost 9 inches. Tonight he was sure it was more. “Yes, yes. Fuck my pussy! Fuck it hard!” These words always amazed Scott. His wife normally looked so innocent, but now, her ass stuck up in the air, rubbing her own tits and screaming to fuck her bald pussy. It just seemed out of place. His pace quickened as his balls slapped her clit. Her juicy pussy pulled him in each time, milking his cock. Her screams continued. His stroke got faster. “Now, I’m cumming again. Shoot it up in me. Give me your cum! Now, now, now!” Scott heard the order and gave her all he had. He felt as the cum was released through his shaft. He shot again and again more of his seed into her drenched pussy. His cock gave one last surge as he collapsed over her body. His cock still inside her, they held still and fell asleep. As soon as Scott and Jen said their goodnights, the young sex crazed Angie began to stretch and yawn. “I guess I am more tired than I thought”, she says aloud. “Are you going to stay up for awhile?” Marie never looked away from the TV, but replied, “I want to see that special on Lenny Kravitz. It starts in a few minutes.” “Go to bed if you’re tired.” Trying to hide her excitement, Angie slowly said goodnight and headed for the spare bedroom. The guest bedroom was separated from the master bedroom by the master bath, the guest bath and a linen closet. It would not be easy for her to hear the lovemaking, but she was determined. First, she tried listening in the guest bath. However, she could hear nothing, for on the other side of the wall was the master bathroom. This meant she would have to listen from the hallway, outside their bedroom door. It made her a bit nervous when she thought about being caught, but her lust gave her the courage. She wore an over-sized T-shirt with cotton shorts, but as she saw herself in the mirror, something was not right. She needed a robe. She headed back to the guest bedroom, hoping to find something to wear. She looked at the clothes hanging in the closet, but found nothing. She looked in the dresser, but was empty. Then she remembered Marie. She always wore short cotton robe when she put on her make-up. She quickly searched her overnight bag and found the soft white robe. Wearing only her sister’s robe, Angie quietly checked to make sure Marie was still busy watching TV, and then stepped softly to the master bedroom door. She had not even heard a sound, but noticed that she was already wet from anticipation. As she reached the door, she heard her sister’s voice and then her brothers. She imagined how they looked, bodies covered in sweat, hips pumping, muscles clenching... It was long before her hand parted her own thighs and found her hungry sex. With one hand maneuvering her pussy, the other fondled her mounds and pinched her hard nipples. She listened close, shut her eyes and aligned her breathing to match the two lovers. This was as close to real sex as she had ever been and she loved every second of it. The minutes seemed like hours as she pleasured her self again and again. As she reached her third tremor, the unaware lovers had just reached their climactic end. Her eyes opened slowly to reality. Still a bit out of focused as she glanced down the hall. There, standing with one hand covering her naked dripping pussy, was Marie. For a split second they shared a moment. Then without a word, Marie walked back into the living room. To Be Continued... Weekend Sleepover Ch. 2 If you have not read “Weekend Sleepover”, please read it first. This is a continuation of a fantastic story of voyeurism, exhibitionist, masturbation, loving wives, bi-fem, and incest. Enjoy! * * * * * Marie was confused. What had just happened was beyond her thoughts, even beyond her secret hidden desires. Without hesitation, she had watched her young sister pleasure herself while listening to her older sister make love to her husband. She saw all of this and said nothing. To make matters worse, she enjoyed it and for the second time today, she touched herself. She sat still on the couch trying to make sense of it all. Still stunned, she picked up the remote and flipped through the channels and stared at the TV. In the guest bedroom, huddled in the sheets, Angie lay awake and staring through the blackness towards the ceiling. Her body still trembled from the multiple orgasms she had just given herself, yet she still found herself with her hands between her young quivering thighs. She loved to play with her body, but was surprised by Marie. She could not believe her conservative sister would even think about touching her own sex, unless she was washing it. Yet, just minutes ago, she saw Marie rubbing her pussy while watching her own sister do the same. For the first time, Angie felt connected to her sister. She had always felt as if she was so different than the other two; more wild, more free, more sexual. But now, she felt connected. A smile formed upon her lips and she gently fell into a deep sleep. Scott was a light sleeper. Jen was not. This was perfect since Scott always became thirsty in the middle of the night. It was about 2:15am when his throat called out for liquid. Normally, he would not wear a robe, however with the girls here, he felt he better. Eyes still mostly shut, he grabbed his robe, pulled it on, and headed for the kitchen. Scott peaked in on the girls in the guestroom and then quietly closed the door. Guiding himself to the kitchen by way of the lit clock on the microwave, he grabbed a glass, and some juice from the refrigerator. The fridge light was much too bright for his eyes, as he quickly poured his juice and replaced the container back. In the dark he sipped his juice and quenched his night thirst. When he finished he found himself still thirsty. He filled his glass with tap water and walked into the living room, taking a seat in his large cushioned chair. Next to his chair is a small table and a long couch. Scott reached over to the table and found the remote amid the darkness. His fingers searched for the power button, and then for the volume control. The screen lit up and he quickly lowered the volume. His eyes, still barely open, focused on the bright screen that lit up the entire room. It was MTV. It always is tuned to MTV when Jen’s sisters are visiting. The screen showed an energetic band, a beach in the background, and a mass of young people dancing in very small suits. Now this was good TV! The volume was too low to make out the music, but the scene of beautiful girls bouncing for the camera in their bikinis was all Scott needed. He felt his cock stir a little under his robe. Naturally, he untied his robe and casually fondled himself. It was not enough to make him cum, but it did make him aroused. After a few minutes a commercial came on and he quickly became disinterested. Within a couple minutes Scott’s eyes closed and he fell back to sleep. Marie had now seen her brother’s naked body twice in one day. She lay on the couch, quietly covered in a big blanket and wet as hell. She did not want to move and wake Scott, so she remained still and breathed slow as visions of his hard cock flashed in her head. The TV still on was too bright; there was no way she could sleep. As quiet as she could, she slowly removed her blanket and got up from the couch. As she stood, she felt the cool air rush against her bush as a reminder that she was not wearing her panties. They were under the blanket somewhere. She had taken them off earlier, when she had touched herself. She didn’t need them, all she had to do is grab the remote from Scott and turn off the TV. Marie walked gently to his chair watching his eyes, looking for movement. He remained motionless and fast asleep. Her eyes began to scan for the remote, trying not to notice the naked man in front of her. She could not. The light from the screen lit perfect shadows upon his defined chest, the muscles in his abs, and his now soft, penis. The remote was not visible and Marie could not help but look at this man’s body. She felt that feeling again between her legs. She reached down and felt her pussy drip with excitement. Breaking off her sexual trance, she walked to the TV and manually turned off the set. As she looked back to Scott, a dim light shown into the room from the kitchen. It was not bright, but it was enough for her to make out the form without detail. For some reason, she was still turned on, perhaps even more. She wanted so bad to touch it, to feel its hardness grow under her hand. She knew it was wrong, but she could not get him out of mind. She stood next to his chair waiting, waiting for the strength to reach out and grab his cock. She could not, and turned her back on him and looked into the darkness for the answers. Scott awoke when the TV flashed off. He heard breathing and saw a figure standing over him. He opened his eyes just a squint to see what was going on. At first he thought it was Jen coming in to wake him up and take him back to bed. When she didn’t shake him awake, he realized it was not his wife. As the figure turned around he saw a faint outline of a ponytail. To his memory, Marie had a ponytail tonight. Could this be her, again spying on him? The thought sent contradicting feelings through him; nervous guilt feelings to his brain and excited sexual pulse to his member. Within seconds, his erection stood tall and uncovered. Scott sat still, mocking sleep and secretly admiring the young girl before him. After a few minutes had passed, Marie came up with a plan; cover him back up. She turned and knelt beside the chair. As she searched for the edge of his robe, she couldn’t help but notice Scott’s condition. With her face merely a foot away from his lap, Scott’s erect penis seemed even larger than before. Marie found his robe lapel and attempted to pull it over his lap. However, there was no way it could cover his erection. She tried using both sides of his robe to hide his nakedness, but still the rod stood tall. Marie’s breathing became heavy as her attempts failed and her hand accidentally brushed the side of his shaft. She was startled as it sprung to life and jumped suddenly. Marie quickly looked up, but Scott still appeared to be sleeping soundly. So she became bold and gently wrapped her small hand around his thick shaft. It was warm, almost hot to the touch. She was amazed at the contrast of soft skin and yet hard as steel. She did not move, but felt it jump within her grasp. A large drop of fluid seeped out from tip and fell upon her hand. Marie let go and tried to examine the clear pre-cum. Without a thought, she licked the slippery fluid from her hand. Scott could not believe his eyes. His cock jerked involuntarily and was becoming increasingly harder to control his breathing. After Marie and cleaned her hand with her tongue, he saw one of her hands disappear below her shirt and between her legs. He knew she had found her pussy when he heard that familiar wet, sticky sound. A small low moan escaped her lips and then silence. Peering through his eyelashes, Scott watched as Marie straightened up and leaned toward him. He felt her breath on his manhood, and then the light touch of her tongue rolled across his tip. His cock sprung upward and she caught it with her lips and sucked him into her warm mouth. She was slow and smooth, holding him and gently sucking the juice from his cock. How was he going to pretend much longer? He simply could not hold out. Scott reached out and placed his hand on her shoulders and pulled her closer. Without hesitation, Marie engulfed as much of his cock as she could down her throat. She reached up held his balls with one hand as her other continued to finger her pussy. She sucked him deep and long, squeezing her lips tight around his shaft. She loved the taste of his sex, but her pussy wanted more than just her tiny fingers. Marie’s only other lover had a dick much smaller than the one she had stuffed in her mouth now. Her excitement grew to an unstoppable level. She released her liplock and quickly climbed up onto Scott’s lap. Scott could feel his balls filling with cum. Marie straddled his lap and sat on his stomach. He felt his cock slide between her ass cheeks and her wetness drip onto his abs. He reached up and removed her shirt. No words were exchanged, as she bent forward and kissed him with passion. Scott palmed her breasts and tweaked her hard brown nipples. With each pinch, a sound of pleasure arose from her throat. Running his right hand down her chest and stomach, he stopped at her hairy bush. He could not remember the last time he felt so much hair; it must have been way back in high school. The thought aroused him even more. How innocent she is, almost pure. He was not sure if she was a virgin, but he knew she was close. His hand explored her sex and found a drenched, tight little hole. As his fingers entered her, she slowly rolled her hips forward and back. First one finger, then two stretched her young cunt. She continued to hump his hand and covered it with her wet excitement. With two fingers inside her, Scott rolled his thumb up and over her clit. Instantly, she jumped forward and wrapped her arms around his head. Holding him tightly, her body shook and her breathing nearly stopped. Scott held still, enjoying the sight of her orgasm. Slowly, she released her hold and slide down upon his lap. She had had three orgasms today, and they keep getting more intense. Still she wanted more. She felt Scott’s hard cock on her ass, but she wanted it inside her. She lifted her hips up and his cock sprang forward. Scott had removed his hands from between her legs and placed them on her hips, gently pulling her to him. First, she felt the bulging head slip across her clit and downward parting her lips. She felt his heat as it rested at the doorway of her sex. Her juices dripped from her entrance with desire. Without a word, Marie closed her eyes and slowly lowered herself onto Scott’s cock. She felt inch after inch of his thick shaft stretch her lips and fill her pussy. She felt it deeper than she could have ever imagined. Finally, she reached the end and felt his balls resting under her ass. She felt the hardness jump inside her walls and her tight muscles constricting his movement. Marie could feel every vein and contour of his cock, as her next orgasm began to grow. Scott’s hands motioned her upward and she followed. The upward motion was followed with a downward pull that seemed to push even more of his cock into her. She did not have to be prompted the next time. Marie continued the bouncing motion sliding her brother’s cock out and then right back into her hungry pussy. The only sound that escaped their lips was their increased breathing, which seemed to have a rhythm that kept tempo with her hip movement. Within minutes, Scott was matching her grinding with his own hip thrusts. The sweet smell of steamy sex filled the room. Then, a single phrase escaped her lips, “Cum in me.” That was all Scott could handle. Hearing his 19 year-old sister’s voice ask for his seed, sent him over the edge. His body stiffened, thrusting upward even further up into Marie’s pussy. He watched as she too became rigid and reached out to hold onto his shoulders for support. Silence. No one breathed; no one moved. Finally, their bodies began to relax. Marie melted forward into Scott’s arms. Scott’s cock stopped jerking and rested quiet within her drenched sex. Still they did not talk, for what were they to say. Scott felt their combined juices escape her lips and cover his balls with the sticky sweetness. After a few moments, Marie sat up, stared into his eyes, then kissed him gently. In the silence, they both knew this was their incredible secret. Marie moved slowly off his lap and disappeared into the bathroom. Scott covered himself with his robe, grabbed his glass of water and returned to his bedroom. To Be Continued… Weekend Sleepover Ch. 3 If you have not read “Weekend Sleepover” and “Weekend Sleepover 2”, please read them first. This is a continuation of a fantastic story of voyeurism, exhibitionist, masturbation, loving wives, bi-fem, and incest. Enjoy! * * * * * The sun rose to a beautiful new day. The lustful sin of the night before had disappeared and it was business as usual for Scott, his wife Jenn and her two younger sisters Marie and Angie. Whenever the two girls stayed over, it was always the same; wake up, eat some cereal, watch a bit of MTV, then out to the pool. Today would be no different. Everyone slept in late then followed the standard plan. For Scott, however, it was coffee, a quick rinse in the shower, and then off to the gym for a couple of hours of weights and maybe a pick-up game of hoops. By 11:45, the girls were putting on their suits and Scott was already in his Jeep and on his way to workout. With Scott out of the house, the girls took over the master bedroom and bath. Towels, clothes, tanning lotions, brushes, and sandals littered the floor. Marie had already put on her two piece suit that covered more skin than it showed. Her top was shaped like a tank top and her bottoms were like shorts. Her conservative innocence showed even in her style of swimsuit. Jenn still walked around in a short satin robe, while Angie searched through her overnight bag for her suit. “Aaahh, damn it!” Angie called out. “I can not find my suit anywhere! Marie, have you seen it?” “No, the last time I seen it was the last time we were here. I brought two suits, you can borrow one if you want,” Marie replied. “Your suits? I can’t get a good tan in your suit. I can’t believe you still wear that kind. It looks like a little kid suit,” stated Angie. “I will see if Jenn has one I can borrow.” Marie looked at herself in the mirror. Angie was right, it did look a bit “immature” for a girl her age. Jenn walked into the bathroom where Marie stood. “You ok,” she asked? “Do you think this suit makes me look like a kid?” “C’mon,” Jenn replied, “let’s go get you one of mine, before Angie stretches them all out with her big titties.” After a few minutes Angie and Marie both stood in front of the huge bathroom mirror admiring their new suits. Jenn preferred a small suit, smaller than any suit these girls had ever worn. The proof was when Jenn walked in and began to chuckle at the sight before her. In the middle of the bathroom, her two sisters tried in vain to tuck in the strands of hair that stuck out from all angles of their bikinis. “That is not going to work girls. If you are going to wear those suits, you have to make some changes.” “What changes?” “Yea, how do you keep your hair from poking out?” The girls asked. “Simple,” Jenn replied. She untied her robe and revealed her nude hairless body. The girls stared in amazement at their sister’s shaved pussy. Angie was mesmerized. She stepped closer and knelt down to get a better view. She wanted to reach out and touch it’s smoothness, but held firm. “You girls don’t have to shave it all off, we could just give it a trim. But you have to do something. I can’t take you out to the pool with those hairy bushes.” Jenn closed her robe, grabbed a couple towels, scissors, and a hand mirror. She laid the towels out over the floor of the bathroom and asked the girls to take off the suits and have a seat. Angie was the first to disrobe and sit. She even took off her top and let her large mounds hang freely. Marie followed, but left her top on as a security blanket. Jenn gave them both a pair of scissors and instructed them to slowly and carefully cut as much hair off as possible. As they began to cut, Jenn held the mirror for one and then the other to see the hidden parts of the privates. Jenn smiled as she watched her two sisters. She admired their young bodies. Jenn was only six years older than Angie, but she felt much older. Marie and Jenn were very similar, but Angie was just a bit different. Angie was naturally sexy. Jenn was not bisexual, but watching her sisters now gave her a warm glow. She watched as Angie aggressively cut her hair as close to her skin as possible. Her breasts heaved outward as she bent forward and reached down between her thighs. In the reflection of the mirror, Jenn saw she was not the only one who thought this event was exciting. Angie pussy lips glistened with her juice. Her shiny labia covered in hair particles appeared swollen. Her trance was broken by Marie’s voice. “I think I am done. I am going to go in the other shower and wash up.” In an instant, Marie had picked up her towel, covered herself, and was off. “I want mine shaved smooth,” Angie blurted out. “I don’t want to be cut, will you help?” “Of course,” Jenn responded. “I have never shaved anyone else, but I will be careful. Jump in the shower and get the water nice and hot, I will get some more towels.” Marie quickly grabbed two more towels from the closet and a new razor. Angie stood under the steamy water and ran her hands over her stubby sex. She was amazed of how different it looked. She could not wait until it was completely shaved like her sister’s. It looked so pretty. She had never thought of a pussy being pretty, but Jenn’s was. She hoped hers would be pretty too. The shower was not huge, but it was big enough for the two of them. In the corner of the shower was a small built-in ledge, Jenn always used it as a seat. She instructed her sister to sit there. Jenn adjusted the water flow so it did not hit directly on them. Grabbing the shaving gel and the razor, she knelt between Angie’s parted legs. Jenn hid her excitement and went straight to work. Angie watched intently as Jenn spread the foaming gel across her pubic region. Taking long smooth strokes, she had successfully shaved down to her slit. That was the easy part. She stood up and redirected the nozzle and rinsed away the hair and excess gel. Placing herself again between her sister’s legs, she directed Angie to pick up her feet and spread her legs as far as she could. Being a cheerleader, this was an easy task for Angie, and Jenn quickly had a perfect view of her entire sex. Angie’s mind spun. She was excited for her new look, excited to spread her legs as another person kneels between them and shaves her, and excited that it is someone as beautiful and caring as her sister. Angie gripped her legs tightly with her hands, holding them wide open for her sister. She watched as Jenn again squirted the gel into her hands and rubbed them together to make it foamy. When she began to apply the foam around her pussy, she thought she was going to cry out in pleasure. Jenn’s fingers coated her skin with white and then, with extreme care, she gently glided the razor across taking every hair it touched away from her body. Angie’s eyes remained on Jenn’s hands, as she held onto one side of her labia and gently pulled it tight and ran the razor over the area. First one side and then the other. Angie’s clit screamed to be touched as Jenn spread the top of her slit open and removed all the hair from her tight crevice. Jenn’s hands ran across her pussy in search of stray hair patches and removed any she found with ease. All that remained was a small patch of hair near her anus, and with a few strokes of the blade, that too was gone. Time to rinse. Jenn stood and again directed the showerhead towards her sister’s now bald pussy. Angie remained with her legs up as the water removed the excess foam and stubble. Jenn’s own pussy was on fire. She sometimes becomes aroused when she shaves herself and on occasion, has found herself rubbing her clit until her passion is released. She knew her sister was excited too. When she had applied the foam, she felt the slick juices escaping from her sister’s tight little slit. She rinsed off the razor and replaced it and the gel to its shelf. Turning around, she caught Angie still holding one leg up with one hand, as her other hand slide across her shaved cunt. “It is so pretty, just like yours,” Angie whispered. “Wait,” Jenn replied, “the finishing touch for a new shave.” Jenn reached above Angie’s head, not realizing her own bald pussy stood only inches away from her sister’s face. Angie’s eyes widen and her fingers found her clit. She heard Jenn talking about something, but her mind had shutdown. She made slow circles around her nub as Jenn continued to talk about the importance of keeping the area well oiled. Jenn tried not to look directly at Angie, but was well aware of her actions. Without admitting what she saw, she asked her sister to again hold both her legs up. Angie complied. Jenn squirted the sesame oil in her hand and quickly returned to her position between her sister’s legs and began to apply the sweet lube. Her hand began just above her waistline and slowly massaged downward. Angie was in heaven, as she watched her sister apply the oil. Jenn rolled her hand across Angie’s labia, letting a finger slip across her clit and then dip down into her sex. After squeezing some more oil from the bottle, Jenn dropped the container and used her other hand on herself. Angie watched in amazement as her sister used both hands, one on each of their pussies. Angie’s head fell back and she let out a long moan, which Jenn replied with “yes it feels so good.” Angie wanted more, she wanted to feel another pussy. She slide down off the ledge and joined her sister on the shower floor. Her hand went directly to Jenn’s hot box. It did not feel as tight as her own, as she easily fit tree of her fingers inside her pussy walls. “Yes, stuff them up inside me,” Jenn cried out! “Stuff them all up there!” Angie obeyed and instantly had all five of her fingers stuff inside her sister’s oily pussy. Jenn’s hands went to her own breasts, massaging her mounds and squeezing her nipples. “More,” she cried, “I need more!” Angie was amazed at her sister’s craving. She was unsure of what she was asking, until Jenn grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand farther into her sex. Angie’s knuckles disappeared into her sister and she continued to push until her whole hand was inside the slick tunnel. With the last push, Jenn stopped humping Angie’s hand and froze in orgasmic bliss. Jenn’s eyes reopened and stared at her young sis in front of her. Her sister had just given her one of the most intense orgasms ever, and now it was her turn. The water, once hot, now only warm, continued o beat down upon them as Jenn shifted her body closer to her sister. Jenn sat and placed one of Angie’s legs on each side of her so that she straddled her. Her hands went straight to her full breasts that stood with nipples as hard as diamonds. She took one nipple in her mouth and sucked greedily upon it, as her hand slide between her legs and opened her sister’s tight virgin pussy. Angie held on to Jenn as she continued to suck each nipple, while rubbing her engorged clit. Angie humped her hand as she felt her pussy being filled with one, two, and then a record, three fingers. Her pussy was stretched to the limit, but there was room for one more. Jenn stuffed all four fingers into her tight hole while rubbing her clit with her thumb and continuously sucking her huge erect nipples. Angie could take no more. She humped with quick movements until her body flushed with heat and slick clear fluids poured from her now gaping pussy. In unison with her climax, she screamed with passion unrecognizable words. Jenn felt the wave of moisture that poured from her sister’s hole and looked to see what it was. She removed her hand and viewed the pool of clear cum in her palm. She had heard of “squirters”, but thought it to be a trick. With curiosity, she held her hand up to her lips and snaked her tongue out to taste the fluid. It was sweet and slightly bitter, much different than her husband’s salty spunk. She tasted it again. Angie watched her, then gave in to temptation as well and reached over to taste her own cum. They sat silent looking at each other, licking their lips with the flavor of pussy juice. There was no more steam in the bathroom, and the water quickly turned cold. To Be Continued... Weekend Sleepover Ch. 4 If you have not read the “Weekend Sleepover” series, please read them first. This is the conclusion of a fantastic story of voyeurism, exhibitionist, masturbation, loving wives, bi-fem, and incest. Enjoy! * * * * * Marie was busy admiring herself in her new swimsuit when she heard the screams from the other room. She rushed to the door of the master bathroom and froze at the sight before her. Behind the glass of the shower door, she could make out the shapes of her two sisters, their bodies entwined together in an erotic embrace. Her first thought was of the incestual taboo; her second thought was of the wrongs of two women; her third thought, however, was of pure lust. Marie felt her pussy twitch as she watched them pleasure each other. Her hand could not fight the temptation of touching herself and was soon on the edge of her own climax. However, the screams of passion stopped and cheated Marie out of her own pleasure. She quickly ran back to the other bathroom, shut the door and turned on the fan. She had nothing to be ashamed of, yet she felt like hiding. Marie looked in the mirror and saw a huge wet spot in the crotch of her suit. She could not change again and she could not be seen like this. Or could she? After what she had just seen her two sisters do, this was nothing. “What do I do” she asked the reflection in the mirror? “What?” When Scott arrived at the gym, he found a packed house. It usually is a bit crowded on a Saturday morning, but today it seemed as if every member of the club was present. Normally, he would warm up his body with a few miles on the treadmill, but each was occupied. Every stair climber was in use and the weight room was jammed with muscles. He had one last hope, the basketball court. As he walked near the court entrance, that hope vanished when he saw about 20 guys in shorts and hightops waiting for a chance to play. Disappointed, Scott reversed his steps, got back in his car, and headed home. Nothing what a few beers and a couple hits of his stash couldn’t fix, he thought to himself as he drove. Jenn, Angie, and Marie all laid side by side in their lounge chairs looking at magazines, sharing what they have read, and listening to the music that filled the backyard. Marie had found a way out of the house by wrapping a towel around her and position herself away from the girls when she sat down. It had worked, but her mind still was a buzz with what she had seen and her sex still wet with excitement. Jenn and Angie acted very nonchalant. In fact there really was no difference, except for one thing. Angie wasn’t trying to start a fight and she readily agreed with everything Jenn said. Usually, they would disagree on something and may even upscale into a nasty argument, but today, nothing. After thirty minutes or so, Angie decided to change the music. The speakers were outside speakers mounted along the outside of the house, but the stereo controls were in the den. The young teen entered the room through the sliding glass door and began her search for the perfect tunes. Jenn’s body glowed with a combination of oil and perspiration under the hot sun. Inside her body, she also felt a heat. Images of the shower scene replayed in her mind and kept her pussy tingling. She was amazed of how she felt with not only another woman, but with her own teenage sister! She realized that maybe it was because it had been her sister, that was why she felt so comfortable. She loved her sister and “love and sex” had always been the combination that worked. Jenn knew she could fuck anyone, she had to “make love” to them. She glanced over at her other sister, Marie. She was so conservative, so timid. She wondered if she had heard them. Nothing was ever said, it was business as usual. Her thoughts were interupted by a big drop of sweat that rolled down her forehead and into her eye. Time for a dip. “Hey, ready to get in?” Marie agreed it was time. Jenn was the gradual type, but Marie was a jumper. Marie’s splash sent a ripple down to Jenn who was working hard to get the water past her stomach. Marie popped out of the water a few feet away from her grimacing sister. She motioned to splash and was warned by her older sister of dunking and death. Ignoring her threats, Marie swung her arm wildly and sent a wave of cool water onto Jenn’s steaming body. The fight was on! For the next few minutes, the pool was filled splashing, screaming, name-calling, and idle threats. Marie was quick, but Jenn never gave up. It ended with Jenn pushing her sister underwater and holding her there. When she felt she had had enough Jenn made one last attack. With her skillful hand, she untied the bikini’s top and bottoms and jerked them free. Marie’s head emerged from the water coughing and sputtering. “Not fair” she cried! “Not fair at all.” “Oh, it’s fair. It is my suit and now I want it back,” Jenn replied. “But, if you say you are sorry, I may let you borrow it again.” “Forget it, no way I’m sorry.” Marie thought for a second. Her play with her sister was fun and she didn’t want to stop. She watched as Jenn got out of the water and returned to her lounge chair. What to do, what to do. She looked around the yard, she looked back at her sister and then to the house. She could not let her sister win. Not this time. Marie took a deep breath and swam underwater towards the ladder. She felt the water flow over her naked sex and she became daring. She reached the ladder, had second thoughts, and then ignored them. Marie climbed the ladder and stood in front of her sister in triumph. Without a word, she casually took her place next to her sister chair, layed down on her back and shut her eyes. Jenn was amazed at her sister’s sudden boldness. She was even more amazed at her toned flawless body. Jenn was not the only one in awe of Marie. In the den, Angie had heard them playing in the pool. When the noise stopped she became curious who had won the war and peered through the glass door just as Marie made her exit from the pool. Even though they were sisters and lived under the same roof, she could not remember the last time she had seen her sister completely nude. She could take her eyes off the scene. She watched their lips move, but could hear nothing of the conversation. After a couple minutes, Jenn stood and removed her own suit and picked up the bottle of sunblock. She shook the bottle and her breasts shook with it. Slowly, she knelt down and squeezed some of the white cream onto Marie’s milky white breasts. Angie could not believe her eyes as one sister applied the slippery substance to her second sister’s naked body just 20 feet away! Without even a thought, keeping her focus on the action outside, Angie removed her now juicy suit and sank two fingers into her hot hole. Scott heard the music playing as he reached the front door. He knew that the girls would already be neck deep in gossip, sunblock, and magazines. He went straight to the kitchen, grabbed a beer and headed for the den to grab his stash. He reached the doorway in midswallow and almost choked. Standing with her back to him was his youngest sister naked, looking outside, and masturbating. He could not see what she was watching, but it had an obvious effect on her and she was having quite an effect on him. Quietly, he moved closer to get her view. All he could see was the grass, whatever she was looking at must be in the pool which was still beyond his angle of sight. He refocused on Angie. Her teen body showed all the hours of running and cheerleading. It was tight and muscular. Her ass did not sag, but stood out and clenched as she neared orgasm. He could only see the side of her breasts as she ran her hands over them and pinched her nipples. This young thing was hot and ready for sex. Scott slowly removed his throbbing member from his shorts, sat down his beer on the floor, and caressed his manhood as he admired the show. He stepped closer, still trying to see what was so exciting in his backyard. Nothing, nothing, nothing. Finally, Scott stood just two feet away from the naked vixen and saw it. His mouth fell open, but no sound came out. He had no words and his mind raced with a combination of confusion and excitement. Outside, his lovely latin wife had finished applying the lotion and with one thing leading to another, she had found her face buried between her younger sister’s legs. Marie sat up with a look of pure lust on her face, as Jenn tasted her first pussy. Scott’s erection jumped as he stroked watching the girls in action. Precum flew through the air and landed on Angie’s tensed back. Angie felt the drops hit her skin and quickly turned to find her brother staring out the window with his hard cock in hand. The point of no return had been long passed. She reached out and touched it’s leaking tip. Scott’s attention was split between the hot action outside and this buxom teen virgin in front of him. After he saw the hunger in Angie’s eyes, he tore off his shirt, shorts and shoes in mere seconds. He stood before her, close. His cock brushed her skin, she moved closer. She grabbed his rod with both hands and squeezed. It was bigger than her fingers, solid, warm, and long. His hands slowly approached her. Her breasts were full, soft, topped with half-dollars and eraser nipples. She moaned as he touched them. Movement caught his eye and Scott looked outside. Angie saw his eyes and turned to see the girls standing up changing places. Jenn now took her turn in the chair as Marie began her first oral lesson. Jenn’s arms flew upward and her back arched as Marie licked and invaded her sister’s pussy. Angie did not want to stop watching, but also wanted the cock she still held in her small hand. Scott moved his body closer against the young girl’s. His arms embraced her, smashing his cock against her ass. Almost as natural as two old lovers, Angie pushed her ass towards him and squeezed his rod with her cheeks. Reaching down with one hand, Scott guided his cock towards her waiting entrance. Her pussy was dripping with her juice and he easily covered with the slick wetness. She felt the time was near, her first real penis. She was prepared, she was ready, and she was loving it. Scott adjusted his hip placement, felt the opening with his tip, and gently pushed her upper body forward. As he slowly entered her tight virgin hole, she gasped for air. He continued, inch by inch, pushing further where no man has gone before. When he had achieved half of his task he stopped and she caught her breath. Angie felt pain and pleasure. Her body trembled and she could not count the numerous orgasms she had felt roll through her body. She reopened her eyes and took in more of the action outside. Angie reached down between her legs and felt the object that invaded her body. She held it and realized it was not all in her. She wanted it all! Scott felt her hand around his base and then a slight push backward. He knew she wanted more. He was ready too. He again repositioned himself and with one big push, he sank his entire shaft into her body. She gasped, and her body shook as she reached out for something to hold her up. With her hands flat against the glass door, legs spread wide, and back arched, Scott began to slide in and out of her quivering body. It felt like an endless orgasm was sweeping over her body, as the tempo began to increase. He held onto the young ass and pumped his cock into her vise-like cunt. Angie did not know how much more she could take and felt her legs begin to get wobbly. Luckily, Scott was nearing his climax and a brief thought entered his mind. He could not put his seed in this young girl. The pressure built up in his balls and he felt it ready to explode. With one fluid motion, Scott pulled his rod from her grip, and swung her body around. Angie’s legs finally gave out and she fell to the floor. “Cum on me. I want to see it.” Her request was fulfilled. With a couple of quick strokes, semen flew through the air and covered Angie’s chest, stomach and face. Scott grunted and moaned as he came again and again, sending his seed toward her. Angie watched in awe and began to taste the thick white substance. Angie like what she tasted and pulled his cock to her lips, sucking it clean. Scott looked down at the beauty before him and then outside to see the girls also bathing in their own sexual adventures. He chuckled as he thought to himself, that just yesterday he hated the idea of his wife’s sisters coming to visit. Now he hoped they would never leave! - The End -