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A Hurricane of Love Ch. 01

By: Bananasanddonuts



This is Chapter 1 of a literary fiction series. Nevertheless, the characters have been based on real people with real feelings, fears, emotions and of course body parts. Therefore if you are searching for the 36DDD dumb blond with a perfect silhouette who wants to screw all of China in a single night, I suggest you look elsewhere as you won't find it here. 

For those looking to partake of a GOOD erotic story with an actual story line that will touch both your heart and your hormones, I hope you truly enjoy my work and please leave feedback. I'm currently working on the additional chapters to complete the story at various levels with more submissions coming soon. Ideas are always welcome and considered. 

ALL CHARACTERS ARE DEFINITELY OVER 18 YEARS OF AGE

Chapter 1 - The Storm

Hurricanes have a habit of drastically changing a person's life in an instant. The awesome fury of nature's most powerful force can drastically alter a lifetime of work within the blink of an eye, usually for the worse though sometimes it can be for the better. I know this from personal experience as the cat-5 storm of that fateful Labor Day weekend proved to be life-altering in ways that I could never have imagined before.

I'm the middle child of five having an older brother and sister and two younger sisters. Coming from a poor family with so many children, there were no free rides for any of us so through hard work alone I had managed to secure a well-paid computer programming job in south Florida after college and a nice three-bedroom home that was mine. Of course, at the age of 28, there was no one to share my achievements with as I had worked so hard that I never took the time to form a stable relationship but at the time, I didn't realize just how much I had missed out.

My older siblings had gone north after graduating, obtaining jobs in their respective fields in cities like Chicago and Boston. Mom and Dad sold their house shortly after my brother left, buying an RV and touring the US and Canada. Chassidy and Marissa, the younger two, had not yet left the sunshine state though. Chassidy had got a nursing job on the other side of town and bought a condo overlooking the ocean while Marissa was still finishing up her education at the local university; a degree in teaching, Spanish I think was the subject.

Being the only three left in the area, we tried to keep in touch as best we could; getting together for major holidays and the like. Usually it was at my place being the largest of the three domiciles. That was why we had already planned on getting together for a Labor Day cookout when news of the storm came.

During the months of August and September, Floridians are accustomed to living with the constant threat of a storm striking at any time. We knew this one was out there for over a week ahead of time, the probability cone given out by the weather channel (affectionately referred to as the cone of terror by locals) of the storm's direction saying it would stay out in the ocean as it moved north. The night before our get-together, however, the intensity blew up from its cat-1 status to a major cat-4 with predictions to get even stronger and it had decided it wanted to visit south Florida instead. Apparently we had all of six hours before the feeder bands would be touching our shores.

The barrier islands where Chassidy lived were immediately called to evacuate as well as the low-lying areas where the university sat so both girls just grabbed a few more days clothing and a few important personal items like documents and the like, then headed over to my house. There was no way they could fight the traffic out of town and I lived further inland so we would be secure. 

I was battening down the hatches when both girls arrived, proverbially speaking of course; boarding up my windows with the hurricane shutters I had installed on the house for just such an occasion. After storing the non-perishables and water bottles they had purchased, they helped by covering the pool out back with its own hurricane-proof covering. Just as the last shutter was being put in place, the first feeder band with a touch of rain in it started coming through the area.

"Well, at least we're all here together," Chassidy stated flipping on the television to see the storm's progression. In the last six hours it had grown to a full cat-5 and the waves along the shore were already beating terribly. It looked like the eye would be coming straight for us though with an eye over 80 miles wide, that wasn't exactly by pure chance.

"Please, Chass," Marissa pleaded with her. "I don't want to watch that spiral of clouds on TV all day. It's depressing." I indicated that I agreed with her. "How about we watch a movie while there's still power? If this thing is anything like they're saying, we'll be wishing we had power in a few hours, let's take advantage of it while we can."

Reluctantly Chassidy agreed. Obviously she was worried about her condo; fifth floor on the water, there wasn't much chance of its survival if the storm came like they predicted. Still, she put a smile on and we chose a comedy to enjoy, trying to get our minds off the torrents of rain we were starting to hear pass by with more frequency.

The movie was about half-way through when the power flickered the first time. Everyone knew it wouldn't be long before it was out. With a last minute check of the flashlights and filling the tub with water just in case that was lost too, we were ready for the inevitable. Unfortunately for me though, the power went out just as the three girls in the movie were about to take off their tops and finally show some skin.

"Oh damn!" I shouted in the darkness realizing I wasn't going to be able to see those perky tits. 

"Poor Jerry," Chassidy was mocking me, "no boobies for him." We all shared a laugh in the darkness. With a more solemn note, she added, "It's going to be a long stormy night."

For those people who have never been through a hurricane, the storm itself sounds like the winds of hell have been released on Earth. Beside that though, there is the constant discomfort of popping ears with the change in air pressure as well as the stuffy heat inside the house due to the lack of moving or electronically chilled air. 

That's why we had all decided to lie on the tile floor. It was a little cooler and an area of the house where we could all stretch out and just talk about things in our lives. I learned that Chassidy's no good boyfriend had cheated on her because she refused to have sex with him yet so she dumped him several months back and Marissa had a stalker at school; some nerd-guy adjunct teacher who always seemed to pop up no matter where she was. When I was asked about my love life, I told them things hadn't really changed.

"What exactly are you waiting for?" Marissa asked. I couldn't see her face because it was pitch black but it sure sounded like a question of curiosity. 

"Yeah, Jerry, tell us. Who is Miss Right for you?" Chassidy added in. 

"At this point, I'd settle for a woman with two tits and a pussy," I joked receiving a playful slap across my ear.

"Jerry!" Chassidy reprimanded me for my vulgar terminology as she put it but I don't think it really bothered her all that much. It was more just a reason to give me some shit like she always used to do. When Chassidy gets mad, she doesn't stop with just a slap. Marissa was just laughing about it.

"I guess there are plenty of women out there that fit that description, Jerry." I shrugged unconsciously, not even taking into account that there was no way they could see me anyway. "So seriously, tell us. I know a lot of single girls at the university who would die for a chance to be with a cute successful guy who's got his act together like you. Maybe I could help."

"Well... um," I was a little uncomfortable talking with them about it. In our house, my father used to tease everyone about their relationships, a trait that was carried on by my older brother as well. It was to such a point that we all had learned to just stay quiet about it, hoping the subject never actually came up. Perhaps that was why I had never actually gotten into a relationship of any kind, the subconscious reason anyway.

"Tim's not here, Jerry. He used to torture me too, remember?" Chassidy reassured me.

"I'm into smart girls, I guess; educated." I finally relented figuring there was no harm in sharing. "I can't really deal with brain-dead celebrity chasers if you know what I mean," They mumbled that they knew exactly what I was talking about. "Aside of that, I like a bit of innocence or naivety, don't have to actually be naïve, just... you know, have the feel of innocence about them."

"You want a girl who's smart but will depend on you?" Chassidy asked, sounding like she really wasn't following the math completely. "Wouldn't those two things be exact opposites?"

"I don't think so. It's not completely unheard of," Marissa responded before I could. "I'm a perfect example..., if I'm following right. I'm educated, going to be a teacher yet..., I want a man who will completely look out for my well-being, a man I know I can trust from the bottom of my heart to see that I'm taken care of. I WANT to be dependent on my man. Is that what you mean, Jerry? That's sort of what you're looking for, right?"

I had never really thought of it to that degree. The innocence I was talking about was more the physical look of youth combined with the adorably cute yet incredibly sexy girl-next-door look. Still, now that she said it, it made sense to me. "Yeah. That's about it."

"Okay, okay. You want a smart dependent girl. Let's get to the good stuff now, Jerry. Blonds or brunettes?" Chassidy asked. I could distinctly hear her rubbing her hands together like she was excited about something though what it could be was beyond me. I was starting to sweat though I couldn't be sure if it was from the confessions of my ideal girl or the slowly increasing heat of the house.

"Hey," Marissa interjected again though. "Us black-haired girls don't count or what here? We can't all be prissy perfect brunettes like you, you know." Marissa had actually been conceived during a brief period of separation between my parents twenty years ago when mom had hooked up with a latin guy on a crazy one-night stand. My parents had reconciled shortly after but Marissa came along all the same. Dad raised her as his own but there were always marked differences; black hair compared to the rest of the brunette family being the most obvious though our skin colors were still nearly identical.

"Marissa's right," I added. "Black-haired girls are the best; nothing better than a long flowing pitch black glossy head of hair." I was sure Marissa was swelling with pride as she was constantly concerned about her 'different' look from the rest of us. 

"Well...," Chassidy sounded like she was taken aback by that. "Here I thought I was always your favorite sister but instead it turns out you've been crushing on your littlest sister instead." Chassidy broke into a hearty laugh and Marissa joined her. I forced a laugh too, but it was to cover up my panic. Little did she realize just how truthful her statement was. I'd always found Marissa to be the most beautiful girl I knew; it was my deepest darkest secret that I hoped would never be brought to light. I was sure she'd never speak to me again if she knew. It was getting really warm in that muggy house.

"Well, you mean a girl like her of course," I corrected her, trying to hide the truth behind my voice. "Obviously, that would be ridiculous... she's my sister and all."

Chassidy slapped my arm playfully. "Lighten up. Of course I'm just messing with you. So go on already, keep confessing. Do you like big boobs or small perky ones?" 

I dared not say the truth for fear that what she thought was a joke would begin to show some reality. "Huge mammoth hangers," I responded with a hearty laugh going for the complete opposite. "...the ones that are the size of my head." 

"I guess that puts us both out of the picture, eh Marissa?" Chassidy laughed too. She was the larger of the two in breast size but neither one would really be considered large. Though I'd never seen either one of them even in a bra before, not that I hadn't tried a hundred times in my youth, the protrusions of their shirts was enough to at least estimate their size as only just moderate.

"Well how about you?" I took the momentary break to spin the tables on Chassidy, trying to get away from my being forced to expose any more truth behind my attraction to my little sister. "What's your ideal guy like?" I was sweating profusely by this point and decided to take off my shirt. I was a guy after all and we're allowed to do those things.

"What are you doing?" Marissa asked me, obviously hearing the shuffle on the floor. Feeling the cool tile directly against my skin was an instant relief for me and I let out a sigh.

"It's so hot and stuffy in here. I was sweating like a pig so I took off my shirt to cool down," I replied thoroughly enjoying the coolness I felt.

"Lucky," Marissa replied sounding jealous. Moments later I felt Chassidy's hand against my bare chest.

"Yep, he sure did. It really is pitch black in here; I couldn't tell a thing until I touched him." Chassidy's hand slowly dragged across my chest but didn't immediately retreat. "What do you think, Marissa? Should we?"

"Should we what?" Marissa asked. There was that innocent naivety that I was so endeared to. I knew exactly what Chassidy was suggesting and unconsciously, I reached around behind me to locate my flashlight. For years I had tried to catch just a glimpse of Marissa even in a bra; if she agreed, I wasn't going to pass up my chance now.

"I'm sweating too and Jerry's blind by the dark. I'm taking mine off too." Chassidy announced, the shuffle on the floor to my left indicating that she was already in the process. It took a few moments before I heard a similar shuffle on my right as well and I knew Marissa had joined us in our shirtless state. 

It's amazing the power of suggestion on the mind. Even though I couldn't see either sister, in particular Marissa whom I had always longed to see if she had dark brown nipples like I was crazy about or not, the knowledge that they were both laying only feet from me in their brassieres had a powerful effect on me, causing a stirring in my groin that a sister should not be creating. I was half-tempted to shine the flashlight right then and see what I could catch but I decided to play it cool instead, see if perhaps the power of suggestion that was working so strong on me could also be used to my benefit on them.

Both girls were sighing with relief as they were obviously lying on the tile floor again and enjoying the coolness. "So Chassidy," I reminded her of my previous question. "What's your ideal guy like? You asked me, so now it's your turn."

"Well..., let's see. I'd say he's tall, real tall, like 6 and a half feet or so, gotta be a slim athletic build. I like the chest muscles but I also like putting my arms around him so I can really hold him close. Gonna be a brunet with just enough facial hair to look sexy but not too much."

"Okay, Chassidy," replied Marissa. "Are you talking about your ideal guy or just describing Jerry because he kind of described me?" She had a point. Chassidy's description was extremely accurate of me; well, withholding the parts about being sexy which I had never considered myself to be.

I figured that Chassidy had to be playing around as her description became all too precise. "And he's SUPPOSED to like brunettes too, instead of black-haired girls." 

With that we all broke into a good laugh realizing she was, of course, playing around. Marissa even started chanting like a little girl, "Chassidy and Jerry, sitting in a tree...."

Just then, the storm outside sounded like it was getting to its worst, the sound of crinkling metal slamming into trees giving us a fright. We had been having so much fun talking and goofing around after all that we had nearly forgotten why we were laying on the ground in total darkness. 

"You think we're going to be alright?" Marissa sounded even more frightened than I felt.

"This house was designed with the newest standards of hurricane protection. We'll be alright," I said, feeling both girls rustle nearby.

"Still, I'm scared," Marissa replied and Chassidy agreed with her. I felt Chassidy's hand grab mine and Marissa yelped when a crackle and a solid thump indicated the large tree outside had fallen not far from the house. "Can uh... mind if I lean against you, Jerry? I'm really scared right now."

"That sounds like a good idea to me," Chassidy's voice was also shaken. I had no sooner sat up when I felt both girls snuggling their nearly naked torsos against my body, wrapping my arms around them. Marissa had my hand around her waist, her fingers interlaced with mine while Chassidy had her hand beneath mine, bringing my hand to brush against the bottom of her bra.

Though I was quite nervous myself, I believed in my house and believed we would be safe. As such, I was able to enjoy the feelings of my hands all the more. It didn't matter if that bra and abdomen belonged to my sisters, my groin was responding all the same. I just had to find a way to move my right hand upward as well. 

"This is better than a scary movie," I commented, trying to lighten the mood with a little humor.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" Chassidy whispered, bouncing her left hand up and down so that my hand actually bounced her bra-covered breast. Had she truly meant for that to happen or just shake my hand? She felt solid and heavenly though. As much as I was enjoying it, I dared not say so, though. If I pointed it out, she might stop. "Me too," she replied without receiving an answer.

"Me three," Marissa pulled my hand closer to her. It threw me for a loop, my head spinning. We had never really been an affectionate family before and I was starting to wonder why I hadn't tried that route before. Still, it had to be my imagination. They were my sisters and it was wrong for me to be thinking of them in any other light; that was against nature, right? After all, they only said they enjoyed my company. That's what they had to mean at least.

Still, my lower head started taking over my upper one and thinking for me. It said I should try that power of suggestion thing again so before I could talk myself out of it, I spoke. "Still, it's really hot in here and my back is hurting. How about we move to the couch to be more comfortable?"

"How is that going to help you not be so hot though? I'm sure the couch is hotter than the tile." Marissa asked, pulling my arm even closer to her like she didn't want to let go.

"My bottom is hurting too on this floor," Chassidy agreed, pulling away from me. I started to panic thinking I had blown a really good thing there by being stupid. "I agree, let's move to the couch..., but first, I'm going to put on my swimsuit. That will help with the heat. You guys want to?"

Marissa took a little convincing as she claimed she didn't want to move at all but in the end, we all agreed. Honestly, I preferred the bra approach but hey, a swimsuit was definitely nice too and besides, they might feel a little less vulnerable while affording me an equally delectable feeling of their skin with my hands. That is, if they actually wanted to cuddle up with me again like I was really hoping they would.

I also decided that was a good moment as any for a quick flashlight peek. After all, they were going to need to see to find their swimsuits in their bags, right? Once they stood up, I immediately grabbed the flashlight and turned it on, adjusting the light quickly upward from Chassidy's nude tight abdomen to her modest size blue lace bra and then fleeting over to Marissa, stopping directly on her petite white bra. If they could have seen my eyes, they would have known I was staring but the light was on them, not me. I was safe, or so I thought.


A Hurricane of Love Ch. 01



"I'm going to assume you're staring at Marissa's bra so as to not flash the light in her eyes, right?" There was an accusatory yet playful tone in Chassidy's voice. That made Marissa notice even though she was still blinded by the light. Quickly she covered her chest with her crossed arms and shouted 'Jerry, oh my God'. I cursed under my breath though my groin was thoroughly enjoying the view it had received, however fleeting it might have been. Still, I was being overly obvious in my interest so I lowered the light looking innocently around for the suitcases.

"Don't worry, Jerry. I'll make sure you see them," I heard Chassidy whisper just before she bent down to search through her bag. It was said so quick that I thought I was hallucinating; that the storm was playing tricks on my mind, especially since she didn't make even a motion of seeing if I had heard her. A moment's dig and she found a two piece multi-colored striped bikini -- pastel colors of blue, green and violet. Honestly, I couldn't see how that would actually fit her as it seemed so small all crumpled up in her hands.

"Shine the light over here, Jerry," Marissa called a few feet to the right. I shone the light in her direction and it rested on her bent over derriere in short blue jean shorts. Her shirt had been too long to see them earlier, covering up the entire backside so now my eyes nearly popped out of my head, seeing her bottom in a way I had never been able before. She definitely had a Latina ass, filling those shorts particularly and deliciously curvaceous. My throat swallowed hard while my guy downstairs went another ten degrees toward full erection. If Marissa ever found out how crazy I was about her, I was in deep shit!

"The light, Jerry. I can't see anything," she called and I snapped out of my trance and adjusted the flashlight on her bag instead, though I was trying to keep her white-bra in the light as well. Moments later, she picked out a black bikini and closed the bag.

"We're going to the bathroom to change," Chassidy said, grabbing Marissa's hand. "You should get into something a little skimpier too," she added. "For the heat I mean. It's only going to get hotter the longer we're closed up in here." With that, they disappeared down the dark hallway and into the bathroom.

I thought about what she was saying. It was tremendously hot in that house but I wasn't entirely convinced the heat had anything to do with it for me. Still, I didn't actually have a bathing suit but instead always swam in my briefs or nude. After all, it was my house. Nevertheless, the heat was unbearable with my jeans on so I found my way to my room and picked out a pair of briefs that could pass for trunks. At least they had a few inches of leg to them. I had thought about boxers, believing they would reveal less but as my semi-erection was already poking out of the ones I was wearing, I knew I couldn't risk it. They were going to be in bikinis after all!

"You too? Oh my God..., are you serious?" I distinctly heard Marissa shout from the bathroom just as my bare ass was pointing at the door stepping into the briefs. At first, I was afraid they had maybe snuck up on me but turning around, there was no one there. I quickly pulled up the briefs and then darted for the bathroom door, stopping short when I heard their voices just as I was about to knock on the door. Obviously, they weren't having any serious problems as they were talking casually so I nearly left them in peace when I overheard some very interesting conversation. I decided to quietly put my ear to the door and see what they were talking about.

"So you think he'll go for it? I mean, we're both his sisters. He might get weirded-out, never talk to me or you again. I don't know if I could bear that. I love him too much." My heart nearly stopped, unable to believe what Marissa had been saying. 

"I know what you mean sweetie. I've been in love with him for years too. That's why I was always so mean to him growing up, feeling guilty about my feelings, trying to push him out of my heart." Chassidy's statement caught me even more off-guard. I fell to the floor in a moment of faint weakness which I know they heard as the doorknob started jiggling immediately. Panicked, I dove into my room again. 

"Are you okay, Jerry?" Chassidy called out poking her head out the door. "It sounded like something fell."

"I'm okay," I replied from my room, my voice cracking on the 'k'. She closed the door and I waited on the floor for a minute to be sure they weren't coming out yet. Once I was convinced I was safe, I got up and went out to the living room to sit on the couch and reflect over what I had heard. It was a lot to take in after all. Not just one but both of my younger sisters were in love with me. 

An awkward yet satisfying feeling of relief came over me. Now that I knew how she felt in return, I didn't feel so bad about my hidden feelings for Marissa that I had harbored for years. Though I wasn't necessarily in love with Chassidy, I could easily see myself falling for her too all the same. She was exciting, playful and out-going whereas Marissa was shy, reserved and innocent. Still, given the choice between the two I knew I'd go for Marissa but... if they shared...? 

My head was spinning still and my heart was racing a hundred miles an hour with the possibilities. My cock, on the other hand, was thinking only about driving itself into two sweet pussies; not just one and was standing at full attention inside my briefs waiting for the action to begin. Of course I didn't actually know whether their love for me would actually get to that point or not but 'he' didn't seem to care about that fact. 

I'd have to play it suave though, try to get them to act on their feelings, somehow get to a point where I could tell them both that I loved them back. That meant, I had to force myself to calm down but my cock wasn't listening. The more I tried, the harder he became. I was just about to take it out and jack off real fast to relieve the pressure when the bathroom door opened and shortly they came around the corner.

"Hey Jerry," Chassidy greeted followed very quickly by Marissa. "We feel so much better now; glad we thought of this. Did you change too?" Chassidy asked. It was still pitch dark so I was hoping they wouldn't see just how big of a bulge was in my briefs.

"Yeah. Was almost dozing off here waiting on you two," I tried to sound nonchalant, like nothing had changed. Everything had though, for the better in my book. These two were mine, both of them. They were no longer my sisters; they were my harem or at least they would be if I could somehow manage to make it happen. It wasn't JUST about sex in my heart though; it was the company they gave me, the feelings they invoked in me, the breath-taking beauties that they were. Still, I had to see what they were going to do before I acted; I wasn't supposed to know anything after all.

"Sounds like the storm has calmed," Marissa noted. "Do you think we're in the eye now?" She was standing only a few feet in front of me, I could tell from her voice but I still couldn't see her. I was fighting an urge to just grab her and pull her on my lap... tell her that I knew and I loved her too... that it was meant to be for her to be mine... but no. I wanted them both, not just one or the other, so I had to be smooth. 

"Wonder how my condo held up?" Chassidy added. "Wish we could go outside to see what's going on." The storm seemed to hear her and responded with a violent gush of wind and rain that hit the house like a thunderclap. It was like nature was helping me conquer these girls' hearts as they yelped and dove onto the couch, curling up under my arms for protection, their smooth bare skin feeling like an expensive and treasured silk beneath my fingers. It was an amazing feeling, being the protectorate of them both. 

"There goes that idea," I answered her with a chuckle as Chassidy nuzzled her brunette curls onto my chest. With her left arm she wrapped my arm around her and it wasn't lost on me that she let my hand fall directly on her bare left ass cheek. I had been right earlier, that bikini didn't cover much at all.

Marissa wasn't quite so direct though she was also nuzzling my chest. Her fingers intertwined with mine as before and she wrapped my arm around her like a blanket, resting my hand on her slim stomach. It didn't stay there long though; she was slowly inching -- no, centimetering - her hand with mine beneath it upward along her abdomen. I think she thought I didn't notice and I let her believe so, moving my hand where she wanted it to go just to see where exactly that was.

"Mmmm," Chassidy nuzzled her nose against me some more, pushing her body into me so that there was no mistaking the feel of her right breast through her bikini against my ribcage. I decided to encourage her, give her hope that she might just 'win me over' after all so I pushed with my hand against her butt cheek so she would be closer. It was about then that Marissa stopped moving as well, my hand resting under hers directly over the bottom half of her bikini-covered breast.

"So uh... are we going to sleep or what?" I asked after a full five minutes of silent shifting and maneuvering. It had been so quiet I didn't know what was going on. "I could definitely sleep in heaven just like this." As soon as I said it, I wished I could take it back. Was it too forward? Were they going to know that I knew? Shit, why couldn't I just let them keep going until they did what they wanted to?

"I could just sleep forever right here too," Marissa was using that dreamy sweet voice she had when she wanted to be cute. It definitely worked too!

"If we're going to go to sleep, I'm going to get a little more comfortable then," Chassidy shifted in her place, scooting down on the couch so that her head lay on my lap and to my horror, directly on top of my full erection. I knew she could feel it too as it twitched with every movement of her head.

"Somebody's quite happy," she said and I'm sure she would have seen my face turn red from embarrassment if there had been light.

"Sorry about that," I replied. "Has a mind of its own, I swear."

"That wasn't exactly a complaint," Chassidy replied and my eyes went wide though nobody could see them of course. Marissa released my hand for a moment while she felt around my chest like a blind girl and down to my legs to find Chassidy's head. She must have liked her sister's idea as she also scooted down on the couch and laid her head on my lap.

"Ouch," Chassidy exclaimed, the two girls obviously bumping heads or pulling hair or something. "Hey, I was here first." A flashback of our childhood came to mind, the two girls fighting over a barbie doll or toy kitchen appliance. Now I was the toy to be fought over.

"Scoot over," Marissa said, "There's not enough room for me."

"Okay now, calm down." I laid my hands on both their abdomens, patting them to be calm. "Obviously there's not enough space for all of us to be comfortable here. Why don't we figure out another situation?"

"Awww, phooey," Chassidy pouted. "I kind of liked my pillow." She shook her head back and forth directly over my erection which made me cringe in a combination of pleasure and pain. It felt good to be touched but the pressure under my briefs was actually painful.

"Well I'm not sleeping by myself tonight, that's for sure," Marissa added. "It's too scary. What if we took the covers off your bed and just lay on the sheets. There would be enough room for all of us, right?"

My bed was a double, a squeeze for two so three would be very tight. Still, it was the only other option and I wasn't going to complain about being a sardine with these two, especially if I could be in the center which I planned to be.

We all agreed that it would be more comfortable and got up from the couch. I led the way to the bedroom, my mind racing about what I really would like to do to them both in that room. Of course I doubted that would actually happen; they had both placed my hands to brush their breasts but neither had actually made a move like they intended more other than perhaps the pillow comment.

I arrived in my bedroom but the girls weren't immediately right behind me like I thought. I wondered where they could be but decided to strip the bed of the covers first, leaving only the fitted sheet so we could stay cool. By the time I was done though, I heard them come in.

"It's ready now," I announced.

"Um... you get... in the middle," Marissa's voice was wavering, sounding nervous actually. I couldn't possibly imagine what she could be nervous about as we had all just been lying down together only moments before. I got on the bed lying on my back in the middle. I heard their fingers running along the bed sheet on either side.

"Spread out your arms so we can both cuddle you," Chassidy demanded, patting the pillow to see that my arms were there. "Ready, Marissa?" I was perplexed. What could she possibly be getting ready for? An ambush?

"Yeah."

"Okay," The girls slid into the bed almost simultaneously, lying on their sides, crooking their shoulders under my arms and lying their heads on my shoulders much like we had on the couch though this time we were all lying straight, me on my back, them on their sides. They each grabbed one of my hands and wrapped it around their waists and with one leg each, they wrapped each of my legs. The most surprising of all, however, was that neither girl was wearing her bikini top, their bare naked breasts squeezing and poking into my chest and side. It was absolute heaven!

Chassidy was definitely on my right this time, her breasts having a little more cushion in them as they pressed against me. I could feel the nub of a petite nipple on my right side. Marissa's weren't so round, indeed they were pointing more definably into my left side, her nipple quite erect and much more noticeable on my skin.

"Not even a comment?" Chassidy asked sounding almost disappointed. 

"Nope," I replied. "Just enjoying the hell out of the moment." That produced a giggle from both girls, their breasts juggling and shaking against me.

"Well, since you missed out on the movie..., we thought we'd make it up to you." Marissa sounded a lot more relieved than just a few moments before. "Sorry mine aren't bigger like you prefer though." I laughed.

"I was just joking earlier. Trust me, I'm in seventh heaven right now. This is absolutely the best thing that's ever happened to me." Indeed, I was straining against my briefs, the tip of my cock freeing himself just a smidge from his cotton prison. Both girls laid their heads down like they were ready to go to sleep. I closed my eyes too, reveling in the feeling of their naked flesh against me.

"So you're okay with this? I mean, you're not all weirded out, right?" Marissa asked.

"Are you kidding? I've been trying to figure out how to sneak a peek at these two sets of gorgeous twins since you girls first developed them. I'm more than good if you are."

"Hmm," Marissa replied. "That's funny. For me, all you would have had to do is ask. I'd have shown you in a heartbeat if you had." She was slowly circling my nipple with her index finger. "Only you, mind you. No one else has ever actually seen them before now."

"Damn," I replied. "Wish I would have known years ago. Chass here probably would have slapped me silly though had I asked, right Chass?" I tightened my arm a little around her like I was giving her a hug.

"Honestly, back then, yeah. I would have," she replied.

"See..., I couldn't take that chance..."

Chassidy interrupted me continuing with her current train of thought, "But then I would have run to my room and squealed like an excited little girl that you finally noticed me."

"What?" I asked sounding completely astonished by her confession. I knew the answer but wanted her to say it. "Why in the world would you want me to notice you? Especially if you were going to slap me for it."

"Because...," she fell silent for a moment, "I was in love with you." She kissed my cheek after telling me so.

"You were? You sure had a funny way of showing it."

"She was confused," Marissa added as if it were her own confession. "We both were actually. I've been in love with you for years now too. Didn't know what to do but I just showed it a little differently."

"You were too?" I tried to act flabbergasted as if I hadn't already heard and assimilated all of this already. "Why didn't you tell me before now?"

"I thought you wouldn't have me; thought you'd be mad," Marissa answered.

"I thought it was wrong to love my brother," Chassidy replied a few moments later. "But I found out in my med classes that there's really nothing wrong with it, medically speaking. Just have to be careful about babies and birth defects, but..., I swear I'll tie my tubes if you'll have me. Anyway, that's why I changed toward you in college. I decided I wanted you and nobody else."

"Wow! That explains the change but why were you so mean to begin with?" I asked. I hugged Marissa a lot closer to me, letting her know that I was alright with it even though I was asking Chassidy at the moment. Marissa dove her head next to mine, giving me a big hug and whispered 'I love you, Jerry.'

"I didn't understand my feelings for you back then," Chassidy explained. "I thought you were doing something mean to me to make me feel that way so I was trying to push you out of my heart. The problem was, the more I pushed; the more I fell for you. Please say you don't hate me now that I've told you, Jerry. I couldn't live with myself if you did."

I pushed Marissa back up from the hug, not intentionally grabbing her petite breast though I did. "Wow...," I looked at both of them though I really couldn't see their faces. Instead, I found their hands and took one in each of mine. I could tell Chassidy was nervous though, the bed and my leg beneath her were shaking. "Well..., since we're spilling the beans here, I've got a few confessions of my own to make as well." I heard both girls catch their breath.

"Marissa, I've also been in love with you for years. Every girl I've ever met, I've compared to you and found them lacking. That's why I haven't had a relationship in basically, forever. What I really wanted was you but I thought that was impossible, at least until now. I love you very much and I'm very glad you've told me this." I turned to Chassidy though she obviously couldn't see that I was looking at her in the dark.

"Chass, all I ever wanted was to be close to you when you pushed me away. At the time it made me bitter at you but I never gave up hope that we would one day be close again." I heard the sound of sobs coming from her.

"I know..., I'm so sorry, Jerry. I didn't know what I was doing."

"Thank God you went to school though, because I got my wish. You've become my best friend next to Marissa for the past five years. I absolutely love having you around, sharing with you and you are such a fun and beautiful person to be with. Honestly though, I had never recognized that I might be in love with you before tonight but when I heard your confessions to each other in the bathroom I..."

"You heard us?" Marissa asked, her hand obviously covering her mouth.

"Oh my God!" there was no doubt that Chassidy had turned red though I couldn't see her to be sure. 

"Yes, I knew you both were in love with me as of about an hour ago. Like I said, I've known all along that I loved you too Marissa. It's been my deepest darkest secret for more than 15 years. As for you Chass, I realized I was falling for you hard about the moment I heard you say it. I love you Chassidy. I love you both so much." 

Both girls were crying and weeping tears when they leaned forward and hugged me around the neck, one girls' head to each side of mine. Though their breasts were deliciously squeezed against me, the emotion of the moment was even stronger and even I let a tear flow from each eye in my happiness.




A Hurricane of Love Ch. 01



"Problem is..., which one do I choose to be my woman?" I said. They both sat back up, each girl straddling a leg.

"What's the matter Jerry?" Marissa asked between sobs. "We're both in love with you and we've already agreed to share between us. Is that too much to ask of you?"

"We'll be Jerry's harem," Chassidy added, "like having two wives or something. Just now you won't have to worry about one finding out about the other. We're already fine with it..., but it's JUST us two. No one else, right Marissa?"

"Absolutely. I'll be yours forever if you'll have me. We both will but no one else in our little harem, Jerry. Just us two, swear to it."

I reached up my hands to caress their faces. It turned out that I didn't need to do anything at all; they had already agreed to share me. "That's the best news I've heard all day. I love you both so much. I swear to it, just the three of us forever." They both bent forward once more and hugged me closely, kissing my cheeks on both sides simultaneously while my cock fought with its elastic prison guard to be free.

Though overcome with emotion in my head, my cockhead had a different plan and he took over from there. My hands slid down both girls bare backs until I cupped a butt cheek of each one. Chassidy's was bare, her bikini bottom being a thong style while Marissa's was partially covered by her Brazilian bikini style. I massaged and caressed each girl simultaneously and their hugs turned to kisses on my neck and cheeks.

Chassidy was the first to plant her lips on mine, her tongue playing with my mouth until I opened it further to receive the sweet invader. Marissa kept kissing on my neck and down my chest until her tongue found my tiny nipple which she circled with wet kisses. My hands in the meantime roamed freely along their backs slowly rising upward toward the hanging prizes that I intended to cop of a feel of.

Marissa rose herself to take Chassidy's place on my lips, a distinct and totally delicious taste of her lips on mine while Chassidy swung around to nibble on my earlobe. My hands finally reached their upper backs and slowly I guided them around to the front, fully cupping a breast of each girl in them. Marissa broke off the kiss suddenly, inhaling excitedly at my touch.

"Finally," she exhaled as the initial shock of my touch wore off and she could breathe again. Chassidy never stopped sucking and nibbling on my earlobe though, just let out a little moan of appreciation. 

My cupping fingers followed each girls' contours to reach the peak, arriving there a little quicker with Marissa's smaller cone-shaped breast than Chassidy's slightly larger and rounder breast. Marissa's nipples were extremely erect, protruding from her chest at least a full inch while Chassidy's were small little erect nubs no more than perhaps a quarter inch between my fingers. Marissa's were also a lot more sensitive, her quick breathes coming frequently with each roll of my fingers, her back arching in pleasure to each touch. 

Chassidy took Marissa's place on my lips once more, grabbing my hand and resting it on the tie string of her bikini. Very excited about where she was going with that, I let go of Marissa's nipple and found her string as well, pulling both sides at the same time.

"Oh my God," whispered Marissa. "Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God," she continued when the first string had been untied.

"Are you okay?" I asked her.

"Yeah...," she was breathing quickly and nervously. "I've just never shown that to anyone before so I'm a little nervous."

Chassidy broke off her kiss from me, sitting up and straddling my leg once more. She pulled Marissa back with her. "You're a virgin, aren't you?" She asked Marissa who indicated she was.

"Don't worry baby," I said pushing myself up in the bed as well. "I am too."

"Are you serious?" Chassidy asked. "Wow. And here I thought I was the only one in the room who had saved herself... for you." All of us were giggling after that, amazed that the three of us had each thought the others had more experience only to find we were all amateurs.

"Guess you'll be popping two cherries here soon, Jerry baby," Chassidy announced, pulling the other string off her bikini and then yanked Marissa's off as well. Both garments fell onto my legs which was the only way I knew that it had happened at all in the darkness.

"But we better wait until there's some protection," I reminded them. "I'm so close to busting a nut as it is. To be honest, there's no way I'd last more than a few seconds inside either one of you. Besides, I'd rather see you with the lights on when I take your virginities."

"Wow...," Chassidy exclaimed. "Well I hope this storm passes soon then so you can get to the store and buy some condoms. I'm horny as hell right now!"

"I like Jerry's idea though, I want it to be in the light too," Marissa added, "but uh... Jerry...," she searched out my hand and ran her fingers along mine. "These fingers are really, really long. What do you think, Chass?"

"Sounds good to me," she answered, "but he's not touching me for even an instant till these briefs are gone." She had grabbed the elastic of my briefs and I responded by raising myself into the air. Then I felt four hands on me as they were pulling them off, freeing my over-excited prisoner from his cell.

"Oh hell!" was Chassidy's expression when she wrapped a hand around me and then the other one above that. My cockhead was still out in the open air by another few inches even with two hands encompassing it. I didn't think it was all that big a deal personally, only one and a half of my hands would fit when I jacked off but the girls were making a huge issue about its length, taking turns to wrap their fingers around me. Obviously, I was in heaven.

"Lay down toward me where I can reach you both," I told them though I couldn't help but have my eyes closed by the pleasure they were both giving me. Still, I wanted to feel their sweet flesh with my hands too. There was a moment of bouncing and shuffling on the bed as they resituated themselves like I had asked.

"Go easy," Marissa asked. "I've only put my fingers inside myself a few times and my fingers are a lot smaller than yours."

"Use two with me, baby," Chassidy instructed. "I might be a virgin to dicks, but I've worked myself wild fantasizing about yours plenty of times." That made me smile like no other comment ever had before.

Four hands resumed playing with my happy cock. I honestly didn't know which one belonged to which girl but two were around the shaft, one cupped my balls and another was rubbing my head. It felt absolutely delectable. Still, I could smell the aroma of their bared womanhood not far from me so I reached my hands out to find them and play as well.

I found Chassidy's leg first, lying on the sheet with the other knee pointed to the ceiling, spreading herself wide for my entrance. Still, I waited my hand on her inner thigh without moving forward until I found Marissa's leg as well. She had laid on her back, her two feet touching just beneath her bottom like she was doing a butterfly exercise. She was just out of an easy reach for me though.

"Marissa, adjust yourself like Chassidy and move a little closer. I can't reach you that easy," I asked her. There was a moment of bouncing on the bed once more and then Marissa replaced her hands on my cock as well which indicated to me that she was ready. I had both my hands on their tight inner thighs and prepared myself mentally for what I was about to do. I had never actually touched one before, much less two, though I knew all about vaginas from looking on the internet and reading stories and articles about what to do. Doing is a lot different from reading though.

I first felt Marissa's bush with my knuckles, a soft mat of hair that covered her vulva in its entirety. A second later my other hand found the prickled short hairs of Chassidy's shaven vulva, though by the prickled growth it must have been a few days since she had last shaved it. Pressing both knuckles forward, I gently massaged the girls lips to the well-received 'oohh's and 'aahh's of the recipients. I tried to do it simultaneous to each girl so I wouldn't forget one hand in favor of the other or vice versa.

I opened and closed my fingers against each side of their vulvas, thinking that the massage technique would probably be opening their lips with each pass though I couldn't be sure in the darkness. Then I spread each pussy slightly open with my index and ring fingers, allowing my middle finger to run the vertical length of their inner lips down to the opening and then back up to the clitoral hood where I slowly circled before repeating the process.

The girls had found a rhythm between them as well, jerking up and down on my cock with one hand from each girl. Another hand was massaging my balls while the fourth was making circles along the hood. Soon though, those circles stopped and the top hand was removed to be replaced by a pair of warm lips that engulfed my hood and a few inches down the staff. It was heavenly and I nearly lost my load right there.

My cock was passed back and forth between them, a few bobs of the head from one while the other jerked with her hand, then they would switch. The different feelings each girl gave me was driving me absolutely wild; one was a suave caressing of my cockhead like someone eating an ice cream cone, the other more brusque insertions to the back of the throat with a tongue massage along my length. I wasn't going to last much longer, that I knew.

I inserted my middle finger into each orifice with little gentle movements back and forth, going slightly deeper every time. Marissa had gotten quite a bit wetter than Chassidy allowing my finger to dive deeper a little faster but it wasn't long before I ran into the hymen of both girls. There was no doubt, they were both virgins and I wasn't about to break either one of them just yet. With short little movements back and forth, careful to leave them still intact, I finger-fucked them both as fast as I could, receiving a whimper from Marissa when she wasn't filling her mouth on my cock and a moan from Chassidy whether she had her mouth full or not.

I was having a very hard time concentrating on both sides simultaneously as I tried to hold back from exploding for just a few minutes longer. Deciding to try to get them to maybe cum with me, I removed my fingers now quite well lubricated, particularly in the case of Marissa who seemed to be overly sensitive, and concentrated circles around each girl's clit. The results were fantastic! The little whimpers turned into short brusque breaths and moans from both girls along with a whirlwind of petitions to 'keep going' and 'right there' along with a number of rapid fire prayers to God.

Marissa had stuck my cock in her mouth just moments before her climax hit. Her entire body was shaking and quivering with short jerks of her pelvis as she moaned loudly with her mouth full of dick. The moaning sent me ever closer to the edge but I was trying to concentrate on Chassidy as she too wasn't far behind.

"Here it comes," I whispered giving them notice of the impending shower so they could be fair warned. Chassidy however took the notice for another reason, popping my cock out of Marissa's mouth and into her own. She shoved it further in than had yet been done though still only little more than half actually fit and her own climax hit violently. She literally screamed with her mouth full as she rocked her hips back and forth against my now stationary finger. I was too delirious to even move. I too erupted directly into her sucking mouth causing her scream to be stifled as she sucked me like a straw, her body still quivering from either the same long orgasm or another that had been induced by my eruption. When I finished spurting, she licked my hood clean and then rolled over onto her back and breathed deep.

"What did you do with his stuff?" Marissa asked her also laying on her back now.

"I drank it," Chassidy replied with an uncontrollable giggle.

"No way! Oh my God! You little slut!" Marissa exclaimed. "You can do that? What did it taste like?"

"It was good actually. I wanted to do it because I've heard it's a real turn-on for guys to cum inside the girl's mouth but actually, it was really good. Creamy and salty. Not like anything I've ever had before."

"I want to try that," Marissa grabbed my now flaccid cock and sounded quite disappointed when it wasn't ready to shoot down her throat too. "Next one's mine, Chass," she declared.

"Okay..., but be warned Marissa. He shoots a lot! I almost gagged trying to swallow it all. And on top of that, it made me cum again! I'm exhausted." Chassidy turned around on the bed and lay beside me, her leg draped over mine, her breasts again squishing into my chest. Marissa soon joined her on my other side, the feeling of her bare bush against my leg and her pointed breasts on my chest a stark yet amazing contrast to her sister.

"I'm so glad we've got this all sorted out," Marissa whispered. "This is the best day of my life. I love you, Jerry."

"Yeah, it's a lot of fun having my sister to share him with," Chassidy added. "I can't wait till tomorrow when I can actually see your face when you cum, Jerry. I bet it was sexy as hell, just like you are my baby." Chassidy leaned over and kissed me on the lips, a distinct salty taste on hers. "I love you, Jerry." 

Marissa also leaned over and kissed me. "Good night my one true love." 

"I love you Marissa and I love you Chassidy. I love you both so much. This is the best day of my life as well. Here's to the start of a beautiful new family, just the three of us." Both girls laid their heads on my chest and were quickly asleep. I was awake long enough to hear the winds howling outside and the rains still pounding on the walls. "Thank you mother nature. You really are amazing. I'll never think of hurricanes the same way again, I swear." I too closed my eyes and was soon fast asleep.



A Hurricane of Love Ch. 02



This is Chapter 2 of a literary fiction series. As in the previous chapter, the characters have been based on real people with real feelings, fears, emotions and of course body parts. Therefore the 36DDD dumb blond with a perfect silhouette who wanted to screw all of China in a single night is STILL NOT in this story nor will she ever be. I suggest you look elsewhere if you want to find her. 

For those looking to partake of a GOOD erotic story with an actual story line that will touch both your heart and your hormones, I hope you truly enjoy my work and please leave feedback. 

While this chapter has been written in a manner where it can be enjoyed as a stand alone, it is best understood and truly appreciated after having read Chapter 1 which, if you haven't as of yet, I invite you to do first. I'm currently working on the additional chapters to complete the story at various levels with more submissions coming soon. Ideas are always welcome and considered. 

ALL CHARACTERS ARE DEFINITELY OVER 18 YEARS OF AGE

Chapter 2 - The light after the storm

I awoke in pitch black darkness to the most vivid wet dream I'd ever experienced. It was so real; I could still feel her wet lips encompassing my rigid rod from the amazing blowjob I had dreamt about. Yet, they were still there, bobbing up and down in the darkness on my pole, a feeling of euphoria overcoming me. Was I still asleep? Had I not actually awaken? 

Chassidy, the older brunette of my two younger sisters both of whom had declared their undying love to me in the middle of a cat-5 hurricane the night before, was still sleeping soundly next to me. Her nude flesh pressed against mine, her right breast resting on my chest with the left pressing into my ribcage. Marissa, the younger Latina-Caucasian mix sister and admittedly the one I had fallen in love with first several years ago was gone though.

I felt a warm wet softness run the length of my rigid manhood from base to the tip and I realized I was not in a dream. Marissa had taken it upon herself to give me a blowjob while I slept and didn't realize that I had actually awoken from it. Enjoying the sensation of her twenty-three-year old eager yet inexperienced mouth, I laid back on my pillow and let her enjoy herself. After all, she had been disappointed when Chassidy had taken and swallowed my load the night before during our first session of love. Marissa had declared the next one to be hers and I wouldn't want our new special family situation to begin tainted by jealousy after just one day.

It was perhaps the hardest thing I'd ever done, to stay quiet while she eagerly engulfed my rod. I wanted to breathe heavy, to encourage her on, to let her know how much I was thoroughly enjoying her work, to grab her beautiful black hair and make love to her sweet mouth. She thought I was asleep though and thus I bit my tongue to make not a sound. If she wanted my cum load in secret, she was going to have it alright.

I felt the stirring in my groin, the tell-tale signs of my impending explosion to come but still I stayed silent. Unawares of the eruption to soon come though obviously hoping and prying for its arrival, Marissa continued her continual sucking spree, teaching herself to take just a little more in her mouth with every downward stroke. 

There was another sound in the room though as well. I heard a distinct wet, slippery sound that was increasing in both volume and speed and being accompanied by a slight jiggle to the bed. When Marissa actually broke off from her oral work for a moment to let out a quick series of short breathes, I realized then that she was touching herself too while she worked my pole and was nearing her own orgasm. Her renewed oral vigor on my prick when she returned to it told me she wasn't far from orgasm which sped up my own orgasmic progression two-fold.

I couldn't help but grunt when the waves of pleasure hit me, causing me to empty all my love into my eager sister's mouth. I was delirious, hallucinating, flying through the clouds of heaven. The surprising force of my unannounced load caused Marissa to yelp and then moan incessantly as she tried to keep it all in. The bed around my legs shook uncontrollably as I knew her moans, which sent heavenly vibrations through my engulfed staff, were the signs of her own ripping orgasm.

She sucked me like a milkshake, trying to get that last little drop of sweet vanilla from the bottom through the straw. In this case it was more like a salty vanilla shake I imagined. When convinced that she hadn't missed a drop, she let me go, my thoroughly cleaned manhood falling exhausted onto my pelvis. 

"That was amazing," I said once she had taken her rightful place on the bed to my left. She wrapped her leg around mine and I felt the sopping wetness of her matted bush against my skin.

"You were supposed to be asleep," she whispered back with a giggle. "But Chassidy was right; you are absolutely delicious. Guess there goes that innocence thing you loved so much about me though." 

I kissed her on the forehead. "Nah..., you still look innocent and that's all I wanted. I think I prefer your naughtiness." She laid her head on my shoulder, her hand on my chest. 

"I love you, Jerry." Marissa sighed. I told her I loved her too more than anything in the world. Chassidy stirred on my right, her arm extending across my chest hugging me closer to her like a teddy bear. 'My sweet love, Jerry,' she was speaking in her sleep, obviously dreaming about me as well. 

"Wow, she really loves you just as much as I do, Jerry," Marissa whispered giving me a little jab in the ribs. "I bet you're feeling pretty good about yourself right now. Not many guys can make that claim." It was the greatest feeling; being loved and loving back two beautiful women at the same time. Life just couldn't get any better than that.

"Yeah, I'm feeling pretty good alright; like a king really." Marissa leaned over and kissed me on the mouth, a similar salty taste to that which Chassidy had a few hours before when we had finished the first time.

"You deserve it, really. So any pointers you got for me? How'd I do for my first full blowjob?" Her hand snaked down my body and finding my now flaccid and exhausted manhood, she tickled the tip with a few fingers.

"If I didn't know better, I'd think you were a pro." She giggled at my response.

"Can I ask you a question?" She didn't really wait for my answer to continue. "What was it about me that made you fall in love with me so long ago? For me, it was your strength and protection that I always felt when I was around you. I knew I would always be safe with you nearby."

"For me, it was his eyes, his smile and his amazing, fun personality," Chassidy spoke apparently having woken up as well and hearing our conversation.

"Sorry we woke you sweetie," I replied squeezing her closer to me. "You both really thought that, huh?" Chassidy kissed my cheek and then rolled over, stretching her arms in a yawn. "I'm flattered."

"For you," I was looking at Marissa first, "it was the sweet innocence like I said. You were always so sweet and cute; you made me feel like I really was someone important for you."

"You always have been very important," she replied, "I needed you more than anybody. I need you now even more."

I smiled though she couldn't see it and continued, "...Not to mention your beautiful black hair, amazing chocolate eyes and sweet Latina ass." That got a giggle from her but Chassidy was feeling a little left out as she leaned up on her elbow and directed my face toward her.

"What about me? You said you realized you were falling for me when you heard me say I loved you yesterday. What was it about me that made you fall then?" There was a slight tone of jealousy there and I started to realize that I'd have to be careful with just how much time I spent with either one of them alone. They were willing to share but they both loved me and jealousy could easily ruin everything.

"Oh sweetie," I caressed her face with my hand, letting her nuzzle it with her cheek. I had seen the day before that she really liked nuzzling. "You've always had an amazing energetic spirit, full of life, ready to take the day. You're strong and outgoing which I love about you. Yet at the same time, like I saw last night, you've also got that bit of innocence and timidity about you too."

"Don't worry, Jerry baby," she replied leaning forward for a kiss on my lips. "You're always going to be my king too. You can watch over me and keep me safe until your heart is content and then some. Still...," I felt a soft flesh brushing against my cheek in the darkness, realizing she was dragging her breasts up near my face. "You love Marissa's hair and ass though..., there's nothing physical about me that you particularly enjoy?"

"Oh there are lots of things," I replied, nearly tripping over my tongue. "You are just absolutely stunning to begin with; your brunette curls, your hazel eyes, your delicious lips, your astounding breasts, your shaved pussy..."

"You shave your vagina?" Marissa butted in incredulous to the fact. "Doesn't that hurt?"

"Not if you're careful sis. I thought all girls did it though." Chassidy sounded like the older sister again, teaching her younger sibling about the ways of the birds and bees.

"Well apparently I never received the memo," Marissa answered. Her nervous tone had returned. "So I guess you preferred hers to mine last night, did you Jerry?"

"Not in the least baby doll," I stroked her hair with my fingers. "I loved Chassidy's shaved pussy just like I loved your natural one. They were both absolutely divine, trust me." This was going to be a little harder than I thought keeping a balance between them.

"Well, what do you prefer? I can shave it too if you want. Chassidy can show me how," Marissa had rolled over to be leaning above me now, her bush pressing directly with force into my leg and her cone-shaped breasts pointing like daggers with her long erect nipples directly at my chest.

"Listen," I tried to sound as reassuring as I knew how. "I love you both for exactly who you are. You are both so beautiful, absolutely amazing women and I will always love you and find you incredibly sexy; shaved," I directed that word toward Chassidy, "or natural." I looked back at Marissa.

That solved the problem, at least temporarily, as they both said 'awww, how sweet' and 'you're the best' while wrapping their arms around my neck and hugging me dearly. "We love you, Jerry."

"And I love you both dearly," I squeezed them tightly to me on the words 'you both.'

"Sounds like the storm is gone," Chassidy remarked when they had released me. "Want to open up the door and get some light in here? I'm also a bit hungry. What do you guys say about breakfast?"

"Is it really time for breakfast? What time is it even?" Marissa asked. We all agreed that we had no idea but that I should get dressed and check out the situation outside; start taking off the shutters if it was safe. In the meantime, my 'two little women' as they referred to themselves would see about making something to eat like a sandwich or the like.

We found the flashlight but before I was able to shine it on them and actually see their fantastic figures in the flesh, they stopped me short. "I know you've felt every part of our bodies with your hands, Jerry, but you've never seen us with your eyes. I'd like it to be special the first time; not like this with a flashlight. Please?" Marissa asked. Chassidy immediately agreed with her and so it was decided that I would search out my clothes on my own and dress, then bring them back the light to dress while I was outside.

To say that I was a little disappointed in not seeing their naked flesh immediately would be an understatement. Still, I had read enough articles on the internet to know that in a relationship between a man and a woman, or in my case women, the fairer sex made the rules if there was to be harmony in the home. 

Besides, it was a simple request and the more I thought about it, the sweeter I held it to be. After all, that moment of sharing your nude body with the person you love for the first time was very impacting, usually being remembered in the mind forever. If they wanted to set the stage to make it the best possible moment for our mutual enjoyment, then who was I to say different? After all, it was no longer a question of if I would see them both; it was when.

I found my jeans and a shirt, left the boxers aside since they weren't readily available where I was searching and took the flashlight back to them, making sure to shut it off before I entered the room.

"Here's the light. I'm going outside now," I announced. They wished me luck and to be very careful. I then received a full lip kiss from Chassidy who had to lift herself up on her tip-toes to reach me now that we were standing. Marissa then had her turn; I even had to bend down a few inches to reach her even though she stood on her tip-toes as well. That's what happens when you fall in love with someone who is more than a foot shorter than you. I was strongly tempted to just lift her up by her bare ass and spread her legs around my waist to give her a more comfortable kiss but I figured that was not the moment for such sexy embraces.

After leaving the room, I unbolted the front door preparing myself for whatever shock I might find outside. The light that poured in though was unbearably painful after having been in complete darkness for so long so it took a good five minutes to accustom myself to seeing once more. Finally my eyes adjusted and I walked out the door, closing it behind me.

The first thing I noticed was the overcast sky and the still air and then I saw the flooded road. The swales had filled and spilled over the road with water rising most of the way up my front yard. A little further down the street, someone had left their car in the road which had turned out to be a big mistake as the hood was completely underwater, not to mention the tires. That car was never going to start again.

There were trees toppled everywhere and others were leaning severely to the right. Palm branches floated down the road along with the occasional turned over trash can. There was also a downed electrical wire going straight into the lake that had been Whitney Drive. I hoped nobody would be so stupid as to actually step into that electrified water.

I walked around the house, found the tree that had toppled in the neighbor's back yard. Lucky for us, the tree had fallen in the opposite direction saving my back fence and potentially my third bedroom from damage. Aside of that, there wasn't much wrong with my yard at all. A few palm leaves to take off the pool cover was about the extent of our issues. My neighbors to the east, however, had been better off returning to their home up north the week prior. Their roof was completely blown off, peeled back like an opened tomato soup can.

Finishing my initial round of the house, I started taking off the shutters from the windows. It took a long time and it was hard work, made worse by the still muggy air which made me sweat profusely. Still, I focused on the fact that my two beautiful sisters were inside and my work was going to make their lives, not to mention my own, a little more comfortable. Being the man of the family, especially with two women to care for, meant a lot of responsibility for me now but it was one that I gladly accepted. Marissa and Chassidy were definitely worth it.

"Care for a drink there handsome?" Chassidy had stepped outside with a tall glass of juice. I was amazed just how chilled it still was though I knew we'd best be careful how many times we opened the fridge. It could be awhile before the power came back. 

I was even more amazed to see Chassidy in the light though. She was even more beautiful to me than before even if her hair was a little out of order at the moment. She had put on a red knee-length dress with a white belt and a deep v-cut neckline offering an enticing view of beautiful cleavage. She had always been pretty but I figured it must have been our intimacy that we shared which made her look extra hot to me now. 

"Thanks," I gave her back the empty glass.

"Looks pretty bad out here," she said glancing around. "I'm so glad we were safe. Looks like we were lucky though compared to the neighbors." I agreed.

"Um..., listen Jerry," she sounded solemn and worried so I stopped my work to concentrate on her instead. "I'm thinking my condo probably didn't fair well in all of this. If that's the case, could I maybe... just move in here with you?"

I looked at her a little confused. "Didn't you and Marissa just say a little while ago that you were now my women? Well how are we going to be a family if you two aren't living here with me? I thought we had already established that as a given." A huge smile spread across her face.

"Well...," she batted her eyes at me playfully, "Marissa and I were thinking so..., but we figured we'd better check to be sure. Thanks Jerry, you're the sweetest." She turned to go back inside but stopped short just a moment. "Oh..., Marissa said to tell you that the water is definitely out so we're going to have to figure out bathing arrangements."

"Ah," I saluted her with two fingers. "I'll take the cover off the pool and we can all bathe there."

"Ooohh," she feigned a timid modesty like she was afraid of the idea. "A public bath with you two? I don't know about that." She smiled at me and blew me a kiss before going back inside. Damn it was good to be me!

It was the hottest, muggiest time of the day when I finally finished removing the shutters and then the pool cover. That water definitely looked inviting but I figured I ought to wait on them. After all, they were possibly planning something for us to do and I didn't want to spoil it by jumping in early.

"My loves?" I called out to them upon entering the house again. It was still hot inside but at least we could see and the heat could escape a little.

"In the bath amor," Marissa's voice rang out. Chassidy's followed from the same area. I was a little disconcerted as I thought we were going to save that water for flushing the toilet. Since they were bathing though, I decided to go ahead and freshen up myself with a dip in the pool. I had sweated way too much for my own good.

I stripped off my clothes never having put on boxers and dove into the refreshing water fully nude. The cool water was like ice on my hot body and with only a few dives to the bottom and back up I felt completely renewed. "Jerry?" Chassidy's voice called out looking for me. "Where are you sweetie?" Honestly, the little cute names of love we were calling each other was getting to be confusing but I figured that happened to all new couples while they settled into that 'special' name for each other. Well, in my case there were going to be two special names I'd have to decide on.

"Out here, Chass," I called to her. "Needed to take a bath after sweating so much."

She put her hands on her hips and pursed her lips out. That was classic Chassidy when she was pretending to be upset. "But... I thought... weren't we...didn't you want all of us to go together?"

"You guys were already bathing in the bathtub..., weren't you?" I swam to the edge of the pool, my arms starting to tire of just floating in place.

"No," she threw her arms in the air, exasperated. "I was just helping Chassidy with... a girl thing. We've got sandwiches made in here, Jerry."

I felt like an ass. Of course they had common sense enough to save the water for its intended purpose after all. "I'm sorry, love. I'll be out in a minute to eat." Just then Marissa appeared at the door as well, dressed in a pleated skirt and sleeveless blouse. She was also even more beautiful than the day before. Even my groin in that cold water agreed as he started to recuperate from his shriveled cold state.




A Hurricane of Love Ch. 02



"Hurry mi amor," Marissa called out, tugging on Chassidy's arm. "That means 'my love' by the way, baby. That's going to be my little name for you. I've got a little... game set up for us while we eat." The way she had said the word game left me thinking a million dirty thoughts. Was this it? Was this the moment I was finally going to lay my eyes on them both? Oh, I sure hoped so.

I wasn't even thinking about my own nude state when I stepped out of the pool. I was so used to swimming nude on my own that I didn't even think about them standing there. When my wet body was on the deck, both girls clasped their hands to their mouths in astonishment. Just my fantasy thoughts of the game had had a strong effect and I was in that in-between state of not being hard yet still being fully filled out.

"Wow love," Chassidy exclaimed. "You're giving me second thoughts as to that game. Part of me just wants to strip and take you now!"

"You're like a work of art mi amor," Marissa added. "A fantastic Greek god who has descended to make all the women of Earth fall in love with him. Heaven knows I have! Damn!" 

I blushed, still unaccustomed to that kind of positive feedback from girls though these two had loaded me with compliments, kisses and reasons for feeling like a king all night and day. I dried off with a towel I kept on the porch for when I felt like a dip and then dressed with my back to them both into my jeans and shirt once more much to the audible disappointment of them both. If they wanted to see more, it was going to have to be through the game I figured.

We all sat on the tile floor where we had first begun our loving adventures the night before. The rising of Marissa's skirt teased me with the sight that was just beyond my vision under her crossed legs. I tried to sneak a peek of her panties beneath but she caught me and pushed her skirt down just enough to prevent my viewing anymore.

"You'll see them soon enough, amor," she said. Chassidy set the plate of sandwiches on a short table nearby and we each grabbed one. They had obviously worked hard on those delicious sandwiches, some of which were actually cut into little heart shapes and I complimented them on a fine job.

"Well, here's the game," Marissa explained after thanking me for the compliments. "It's something they play at school but... I've modified it a little for us. Each of us will decide four actions that are going to be associated with four of the cards. I'll take deuces, Jerry threes, Chass fours and so on up to kings. Aces are going to be winner's choice."

I was already thinking of what action I wanted to put on the cards though Marissa obviously read my thoughts and stated that complete stripping wasn't allowed. The actions could only be one specific article at most but when the cards ran out, we would each be able to change two penalties a piece. They were both wearing skirts and dresses so I knew one of mine already.

"Once that's done, we'll each receive three cards. One will be the play card; the other two will be penalty cards that we apply to each of the other two players. Then each player's play card will be compared to the others' cards and the loser between the pair would end up doing the penalty that the winner's card stated." Honestly, I was a little confused but the idea of my two beautiful sisters having to do penalties was definitely nice. I figured I'd learn as we went anyway.

For the twos Marissa chose 10 jumping jacks; the threes I wanted to choose just a random article of clothing but Marissa explained that it had to be specific so I went for the bra. Fours were jeans, obviously mine as no one else was wearing any, and fives were a French kiss. Sixes were my choice so I decided to make it a pose - knees up to the chin and legs spread wide. It wasn't lost on either one of them exactly what I wanted to see by my pose choice either. 

Chassidy went with the classic doggy-style pose for sevens and Marissa said shirts for eights; nines became panties and Chassidy chose a sexy dance for tens. Marissa decided to make Chassidy's dress be jacks. I made the most difficult pose in the game for queens, the feet behind the head which made both of them cringe. Chassidy fired back with skirts for kings.

It was an interesting mix of penalties, many of which would not apply to me of course while some didn't apply to them either. It was the setting for a very interesting game to be sure and I couldn't wait to get started.

Marissa dealt the cards just as she said, three to each. I received a seven, a six and a jack. Apparently we had to set the cards down face down, the play card in the middle with each penalty card on either side for that particular player. I chose my jack for the play card, afraid I would lose if I went lower and put the six to Chassidy and the seven to Marissa. After all, Marissa had that Latina ass that I so loved to see.

On the count of three, we all flipped the play card. My jack beat Chassidy's 10 but Marissa had played a queen. I flipped over the six I had chosen for Chassidy and Marissa flipped over the eight for me and the three for Chassidy. She was going to have to lose her bra AND give that lovely pose I designed whereas I just had to lose my shirt.

Honestly I didn't mind at all. They had already seen me naked and that was inevitable anyway so I just yanked it off and tossed it to Marissa. She had won it after all.

Chassidy announced that she was in luck as she wasn't even wearing a bra anyway which caught my attention quickly but she raised her knees up as high as they would go and then parted them in a wide split that showed Marissa and me both her black satin panties covering the beautiful vulva that I had so enjoyed playing with the night before. With her panties on full display like that, my groin jumped into action, growing in strength quickly as I became quite excited.

My brunette baby went to close her legs when Marissa dealt the cards again but she was stopped, being told by Marissa that she would have to stay that way until the end of this next hand. I was still anxious to get a nine but alas, I didn't on that round either. I got instead a king, an eight and a jack. 

They were all interesting choices; Marissa's skirt would be great for the king, the jack definitely had to go to Chassidy for her dress but that left only an eight which meant I probably wasn't going to win against either of them. On the other hand, the eight would make Marissa lose her shirt and the king would make sure I won so I decided to play it that route -- the safe route.

On three we flipped the play cards again. Chassidy and I had both played kings while Marissa had gone with just a ten.

"What do we do now?" I asked Marissa looking at the tying numbers. She explained that they voided each other out and no penalty was given. Marissa on the other hand had to lose her shirt from my eight and her bra from Chassidy's four. I clapped my hands together in excitement. At last, I was going to see those beautiful peaks and find out if they were chocolate or strawberry!

Marissa crossed her arms and grabbed the hem of her blouse slowly, sexily, enticingly pulling it up her abdomen, her white bra beneath and finally over her head. As if being a final straw of gorgeous sexual femininity, she cocked her head to one side pulling the blouse through her long strands of black hair, slowly letting it fall back in place, then shook the hair free, running her fingers through it on both sides.

"Damn, where'd you learn to be so sexy like that?" I asked, unable to hold myself back about it. She smiled and blew me a kiss.

"I've watched a lot of movies," she replied, "paying close attention to how the women seduce their men. I wanted to be ready for if I ever had a chance with you." She winked at me, then sensually glanced to the left, pushing her bra strap down her shoulder and gently pulling it down her arm. Then she did the same on the right.

"Do you want the honors?" she asked me, turning around such that her smooth silky back was pointed at me, the final clasp of her bra that held it in place enticingly placed just inches from my fingers. I jumped at the chance, my fingers fumbling with the clasp for nearly a minute before I finally was able to undo it completely. With her back to me, Marissa tossed her brassiere over her shoulder and covered herself with a hand and arm before turning around.

"Now that's not fair," I exclaimed but she said there was nothing in the rule that said she had to show them off yet, just had to lose the bra. I saw where she was going with this, a sensual tease that was doing wonders to my groin as it stood on end in anticipation.

She wanted to pass the cards to me to deal but I refused, telling her she had to do it herself thinking that might make her let go. It didn't though; she just dealt with one hand only, the same as she played the hand. I got what I wanted that time though, the nine I had so longed to get. The problem was I got not just one but two of them and a four. 

The four was only good for jeans; my jeans to be precise while the nines were for panties. I so wanted to play both nines as penalties but I knew that four wouldn't win a thing so I had to choose. Play a nine with one penalty not applying while the other lost her panties IF my other nine would actually beat her; but which girl did I play it on?

I chose Chassidy for no other reason than the fact that she was bald down there. If I was lucky enough to win, at least I'd actually see something whereas Marissa's hair would cover it all from view anyway. 'Not that I preferred Chassidy's shaved pussy', I told myself. It was just the simple fact of being able to see one more than the other. On the count of three, I flipped my card as did they. I should have gone the other way!

My nine lost to Chassidy's ace but beat out Marissa's eight and my penalty from Chassidy was a four -- my jeans were done for! Marissa's penalty was a queen, she was going to have to put her legs behind her head. If ONLY I had switched the two, that pose would have given me a perfect view of pink lips inside her naturally hairy cunt but no, I had gone the wrong way. Still, I looked forward to the panty shot I was soon to receive -- after I had to take off my jeans first.

I slid them down, acting as if it was no big deal at all. In reality though, I was fully stiff by then; not throbbing, but definitely defying gravity which was received with a wild round of applause by my onlookers. Since they liked seeing me so much, I playfully gave them a stripper's view, placing my hands behind my head and shaking myself back and forth for quite a show.

Both sets of eyes were glued to my stick; Chassidy's hand sliding down between her crossed legs as she tensed her thighs around it and bit her bottom lip. Marissa's hand that was over her breasts started squeezing and tweaking her left nipple, allowing the right breast to be openly viewed finally. I had been right! She did have Latina-brown nipples and on top of it, they looked like little puffy cotton balls at the tip of a triangular cone mountain, the erect nipple extending from there a solid full inch.

"Oh my God, Marissa," I exclaimed upon seeing her. "That is the sexiest most delicious looking nipple I've ever seen. Damn!" My prick became even stronger as well, bouncing a little north of horizontal by the sight.

"Do you really like them?" she asked, covering herself once more. "I've always thought they looked really weird... all puffy and stuff. I used to think something was wrong with me until the doctor told me I was just fine."

"They are amazing..., it's almost like they're designed to be sucked on..., a little sign there saying 'place mouth here.' I commented taking my place and crossing my legs though my rod was sticking straight into the air.

"Well, as long as you like them...," slowly she lowered her hands away from her breasts to show me both sides. "They're really sensitive though... you were driving me wild last night just by rolling them between your fingers."

"Just wait 'til I roll them with my tongue then," I chuckled and her eyes went wide, obviously enjoying the thought.

"I know what the next penalty's going to be when we change at the end of the next two hands," she replied and grabbed the cards. She was obviously looking forward to it as was I.

"I think you forgot something," Chassidy reminded her and Marissa blushed.

"Damn..., I was hoping you'd forget." She sighed and laid on her back, her knees pointed in the air. Letting as much air out of her lungs as she could, she pulled back on her knees, then grabbed a foot and slid it behind her head with obvious discomfort then followed by the other one leaving her beautiful ass pointing straight at me and her white covered panties pulled tight across her muff, outlining its contours. She was obviously wet and excited too as the moment they touched her, a darker spot began to grow in the middle of her panties.

"Oohhh," I nearly collapsed over myself trying to hold back the excitement I felt. I was completely throbbing now, wishing deeply to plunge myself into that sweet canal and just make love to her right then.

"You're a little worked up there, eh Marissa?" Chassidy asked with a devilish smile. Marissa blushed when her sister pointed out why it was so obvious.

It was quite interesting seeing Marissa deal the cards from that compromising position. As had been pointed out before, she couldn't move until the next turn and my eyes weren't moving from her either. It was the closest I'd seen as of yet and I was so looking forward to getting another nine, I could just taste it.

I received my cards and couldn't believe my luck; a nine, a jack and an ace. There was no hesitation on my part to play the jack on Chassidy, the nine on Marissa and the ace as my play card and with great enthusiasm I turned over my ace play card....

Except Marissa had played an ace too, blocking me from winning that penalty. I just couldn't believe my luck. Chassidy on the other hand had played a queen and so lost to both of us. Quite happy to finally move, Marissa popped out of her awkward position and turned over the penalty card for her sister. It was a nine!

In one quick swoop, Chassidy went from being the most dressed in the game to completely naked just like me. Her face was classic when she realized the powerful combination against her; the jack and nine together. She went backwards from what I expected though, removing first the panties from beneath her dress and tossing them to Marissa.

Chassidy then stood up and placed herself directly in front of me. She had every intentions of showing me all that she had. "Stand up," she held out her hand to me. "You've been waiting long enough so now you're going to get all of me." She placed my hands on her straps that had held up the dress and then undid the belt while I pushed the straps to the side in a manner similar to what Marissa did with her bra earlier. In a matter of seconds, Chassidy's bare breasts were exposed, their beautiful modest teardrop shape enticing to be caressed; her little strawberry nipples fully erect and excited though nothing compared to her younger sister's in size.

When I stopped to admire the scenery up close, Chassidy put her hands over mine and guided them slowly down her body, pulling the garment down as we went. About halfway down, I had to bend my knees and squat so as to continue the downward play. That put her pussy lips directly at eye level when they were at last revealed.

They made a perfect 'W', tightly closed though each side of her vulva being quite rounded and full, the lips retreating upward a noticeable amount before finally meeting and pressing tightly against its sister. The only break in the perfect crack of her tight lips was at her clitoral hood which forked the crack to either side the last inch or two of her pussy up to her bare pubic area. 

I couldn't help but lay my hand on her, gently rolling my finger along that beautiful snatch which I noticed had been shaved more closely than the night before. The throbbing of my cock was obvious as it wavered back and forth in the open air and before she knew what happened, I leaned forward and gave her a peck kiss on those sweet Venusian lips.

"Oh my!" she exclaimed when I did. "I might have to start kissing you with those lips from now on." She backed away from me and crossed her legs to sit down, not bothering to cover herself in the least. "Especially a good French kiss, what do you say?" she asked me excitedly, her eyes wild with the possibilities of passion.

"It'll be the best penalty I've ever been forced to do," I replied. "That's a VERY sweet pussy, love. Damn..., damn..., damn!" I had wrapped my fingers around my cock, slowly caressing myself without realizing that I had done it. Marissa was watching me, her hand also finding its way down south.

"Last hand before we change penalties," she announced, taking in a deep breath. I looked at her and she looked back. There was a twinkle in her eye and a mischievous look upon her face as she fiddled with the cards. I saw her slide a card into place after having looked at it but I didn't say a word. We were having fun whether or not we played by the rules after all.

I wasn't truly surprised to see that I got an ace and another nine. The two somewhat surprised me but I figured it would be nice to see naked jumping jacks after all. Now if I wasn't paying attention, perhaps I might not have noticed but this was in fact the fifth nine in the deck or so she would have me believe. It was plainly obvious what she wanted at this point as it was the last hand before we switched penalties. I played the ace with the two for Chassidy and the nine for Marissa.

Chassidy played a king which I had the feeling was supposed to be the penalty for herself that Marissa had planned. She had played a lowly seven after all against my ace. The penalties: Chassidy had 10 jumping jacks, Marissa lost her panties and... it turned out Chassidy had played the six; the knees up, upskirt pose! Hell yeah!

"Well shucks," Marissa said with a wink at me then turned to Chassidy. Though it hadn't been a rule outright, we had basically established that the single penalty person would go first and Chassidy stood up. Turning directly toward me, she did 10 jumping jacks though each one seemed to have an extra jump to them allowing her breasts to bounce and jiggle to the maximum much to my delight before she sat back down again crossing her legs.

Marissa technically could have done the split first but she had planned this out perfectly and so chose to stand up and remove her panties from beneath the skirt before sitting back down, her knees together and up near her chin.

"I believe this is what you've been waiting to see," she said scooting a lot closer to me so that I was only a foot away. "Feel free to lay on the floor first if you'd like a closer inspection," she offered, her knees still together. I decided that was a superb idea and laid on my stomach only inches from her toes. It was a bit uncomfortable for my rock solid hard-on but I didn't care. This was the moment I was waiting on.

Marissa pushed her bottom into her feet a little tighter and then slowly spread her legs eagle. The very first thing I noticed was that her entire bush was gone!

"What do you think?" she asked. "Chassidy showed me how earlier." I was speechless, only my heavy panting which I'm sure she felt between her lips could be heard. Whereas Chassidy was rounded, Marissa was a lot tighter. If she were standing, I was sure her vulva lips would have made more of a straight wide 'V' than the typical 'U' of most women. I could tell she was tighter though because in her spread state, the lips were actually spread open as well forming a tight oval but with a pointed top and bottom. The outer vulva was also a darker brown than the rest of her body while her vaginal orifice and inner lips were a soft pink. Her clit was peeking out from its hood and, like her nipples further up, was a bit longer in length than most pictures I had ever seen online. It also had a little throb to it, marking the accelerated rate of her heartbeat.




A Hurricane of Love Ch. 02



"Well? Was it worth the wait?" she asked, her bottom sliding a few centimeters closer to me. "Was it all that you thought it would be?"

"Even better," I exclaimed. Marissa leaned back on the floor, holding her knees still tightly to her chin and spread.

"Kiss it if you want to." I was up on my elbows in an instant, hovering my face over that sweet open pussy mouth. Slowly, I lowered my lips to hers, nuzzling them between her pointed outer lips and then I flicked my tongue out directly at her vaginal opening. "Aahh," she squealed upon feeling it. "Yes..., French kiss my pussy amor," she encouraged me and I did. I dove my tongue into her hole, moving it all around to the left and right, up and down, playing around just inside like I had previously done with her mouth up higher. 

"That's right, Jerry," encouraged Chassidy as she inched closer to me. "French kiss your sister's pussy; make love to her with your mouth, Jerry." Marissa responded in kind to my loving oral invasion by a series of quick inhales and exhales, placing her hands around my head and pushing me into her. "Show her just how much you love her, Jerry."

I felt Chassidy's hand push between my legs, urging me to lift my bottom to which I willingly obliged. Then on my hands and knees, Marissa grabbed a hand and moved it to her breast, placing her nipple between my thumb and index finger. I got the hint and rolled her erect nipple between my fingers, bringing my other hand around her leg to do the same with the other nipple as well. 

Chassidy had grabbed hold of my prick, caressing it, stroking it as she encouraged me on to eat the hell out of Marissa's snatch. Marissa, for her own part, couldn't make more audible noise than a constant moan followed by a series of quick breathes and an arched back as she prayed to God that I would never stop. I didn't plan to! I was already rock hard but the constant touch of Chassidy's hand had me beginning to enter the land of delirium myself.

"Roll over, Jerry," Chassidy was pushing my side. Marissa grabbed my head like she didn't want to let me go until Chassidy quickly explained that she could take her place on top of my mouth nearly immediately. For that split second, Marissa let me go, straddling my face even before I was completely situated and planting a huge vaginal kiss on my lips once more. While I tweaked her nipples, she used her hands to spread her lips which gave me direct access to her slightly oversized clit; she started shaking the second I placed my lips around that little swollen bud.

Chassidy had held her own plans for having me turn over however. She was licking and kissing my cock, wetting it thoroughly with her mouth but just as I was about to settle into enjoying a good solid blowjob, I felt her straddle me. For a second, I almost believed she was going to actually put me inside her; a part of me really hoping she would while another was fearful that I wouldn't be able to hold back. What I felt, however, was like a heavenly wet mouth engulfing the sides of my rod around the middle of the staff. She slowly slid back and forth along my entire length with her wet camel toe, picking up speed with every pass. I was officially knocking on the gates of heaven and complete delirium set in!

Marissa's shaking turned to convulsions as I sucked on her clit, actually pulling it into my mouth with a bit of suction like a tiny straw. The pressure I added was actually a reaction to the amazing feeling I had along my shaft but seeing Marissa shake above me so dramatically, I held on to my initial twitch. Marissa had let go of her vulvan lips and was pulling at her own hair, at my hair, at her nipples, at her ass and my chest. Her panting changed to screams of 'oh Fuck!' and 'holy shit!' and 'Again... it's coming! that I'm sure the neighbors probably heard as well. I wasn't sure whether it was just one really long orgasm or a series of small quick orgasmic waves nor could I truly concentrate on that myself at the moment anyway. Chassidy was rocking my world down below and her Venusian lips were giving the divinest blowjob I'd ever even dared to imagine.

I tried to speak to let Chassidy know I was almost there, nearing my own point of no return but with my mouth full of Marissa's pussy, I couldn't say a word. They had not settled into a synched rhythm this time, Chassidy going a lot faster in her pelvic thrusts along my prick while Marissa was slowing, bringing herself down from euphoria until she utterly collapsed forward and rolled off of me 

"Oh Fuck!" Chassidy screamed with a yelp even louder than Marissa had been doing just moments before as the feeling of her lips on the bottom side of my prick suddenly engulfed the entire thing. I had broken through the gates of heaven! Whether by accident of the constant sliding or if she had planned it on purpose I had no idea, but Chassidy had slid me directly into her virginal vagina and broke the hymen in one clean stroke. She was impaled to the hilt by my dick and not moving an inch.

"Are... you.... okay... Chass?" Marissa asked her between pants. She hadn't lifted herself off the ground, just looked at us with her head cocked to the side.

"It uh... it hurt a little more... going in than I expected but... damn, he feels good inside me." I felt a few drops of warm blood fall on my pelvis. I was biting my bottom lip and cringing my face, trying to hold back my own explosion. "Did I hurt you?" she asked, obviously concerned by my look.

"No... just really... really... close," I panted. Chassidy made a face like an 'oh', realizing what I was saying and moved like she was going to hop off. 

"Don't...," Marissa shouted and Chassidy froze still half on my manhood. "Chass, we're his women... practically his wives now. Come on, doesn't he deserve the right to cum inside you? Didn't you say it was supposed to feel better for him?"

Chassidy's face turned solemn as she looked from her sister's to mine. There was a twinkle in her eye; the kind one finds in a girl when she's looking at her one true love. "I love you, Jerry, with all my heart. I always will," and with that she sat back down on my rod, driving it to my balls inside of her and nodded at me. "Go ahead, Jerry. It's okay."

Except..., I couldn't. In fighting to hold back until she had finally gotten off me, I had actually worked myself away from my orgasm such that I was actually no longer on the brink. I was still hard as a rock though and so I started to thrust into my sister, short sweet thrusts where I marveled in the feeling of every movement inside that newly explored territory.

Chassidy understood the hint and rocked backward, pulling me with her until she was the one on the floor and I was above her, driving my fleshy sword into her wound and back out once more. Marissa had recovered enough to crawl over to where we were and encourage me much as Chassidy had earlier. "Go on, Jerry, make love to your sweet sister. Prod her with your iron, fill her insides with your juice and mark her as yours forever." Marissa had grabbed my balls behind my open legs and was massaging them as I slowly thrust into Chassidy's love canal, building up speed with each stroke.

Chassidy for her part was staring me directly in the eyes, our souls connecting even more than our bodies were even as she rocked her pelvis in synch to my thrusts. It was in her eyes that I first saw it too, the unmistakeable signs of a wild woman about to be released. Her eyes were growing larger, wider, whiter and soon her mouth opened as she began panting, speeding up the rhythm even more than I was. "Make me yours, Jerry. Fill my insides. Oh..., I'm nearly there. Right there, yes." 

I had placed my thumb over her clit and started making tight little circles even as I thrust in and out of her. Quickly I was nearing my point but I wanted even more to feel what it was like to have a woman orgasm while riding my cock. The look on her face said everything; the moment the wave hit, her eyes were wild and delirious while she wrapped her legs around me and pulled me inside of her as deep as our two bodies would physically allow, her vaginal muscles prying and grasping at my rod; trying, begging for it to give up its prize. It did not have to beg for long.

With a grunt followed by a low groan, I spurted my love inside my sister's newly opened womb, the feeling even more amazing then her previous swallowing of my seed. She grabbed my mouth and pulled me for a deep kiss, spreading her legs just a smidgen wider, her Venusian mouth drinking every drop of my load without spilling a drop.

Well spent, I withdrew from her, my cock still covered in a mixture of virginal blood and semen. I was so exhausted, I didn't even have the force to worry about cleaning myself but Marissa took it upon herself to fetch a warm rag and clean me instead. Chassidy went to the bathroom to clean up as well.

"That's one cherry down... one to go. Rest up Jerry, I've got some serious plans for you tonight amor," Marissa announced as if we were going to the movies or something. Exhausted from more physical loving then I had ever even pretended to fantasize about, I laid my head back on the floor as I looked at the window. It was getting darker; dusk was coming. I really needed to start the grill for dinner. We could all use a bath in the pool as well but I was just too exhausted to help myself though. I closed my eyes for just a momentary nap, falling asleep in the same manner I had awoken that morning, my cock in my sister Marissa's hand.