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I've Been Set Up Ch. 01

By: Many Feathers



The way I see it, life has a way of setting you up. Even when you see it coming, and can't do a damn fucking thing about it. Looking back, I saw it coming then and didn't do a thing about it, though in hindsight, what could I have done? Some things are just simply out of our control.

At least that's what I told myself.

A little background then. My name is Jake. I'm thirty-four years of age, reasonably attractive looking, or so I'm told. Not quite six feet, with brown eyes, sort of blondish hair (though I think that's due to spending so much time sitting out on my back porch writing during the day). I'm not famous or anything, far from it. But the little bit of writing I do, along with some of the artwork I sell pays the bills. Enough so that three years ago I bought a nice little place on the beach. Secluded just enough to give me the privacy I wanted, especially when I'm writing. It's not a big place either, only three bedrooms, though one of which I had turned into my arts studio. The very first year I had moved in, I wasn't at all surprised when my older sister along with her husband (at the time) and the twins came for a weeks visit. Darla and Carla were just sixteen years old that first year, but it had been two years since I had seen them last. To say they had changed a lot during that time would be an understatement. The thing that I had always found interesting, though they were twins, you wouldn't know it to look at them. Sure, they had similarities, the typical 'family' aspects, many of which they got from my sister Jackie. But beyond that, they were about as different as night and day. 

I poured myself a second cup of coffee and walked out onto the deck to watch the tide going out. I'd just gotten off the phone a short time ago with my sister. The twins were anxious and excited to be coming out to spend two weeks with me during spring break. And God help me...so was I.

Darla was the taller of the two by at least two inches standing about five foot eight. She had long dark shoulder length hair, brown eyes with a slender figure, though she certainly had full breasts, and what I like to think of having as a cute tight 'bubble-butt' that she too often enjoyed showing off, especially whenever she'd been around me.

Darla had one of those class A personalities. She was outgoing, friendly, certainly popular beyond measure, and according to my sister, she'd been Boy Crazy from a very early age. I remembered when they were little, how Darla always seemed to be the one that was stirring up mischief, and one way or the other, ensuring that her twin sister was somehow involved.

Carla was just the opposite in so many ways. Carla always had been the shy one, even around me. She seemed to have an almost permanent blush on her face, especially around boys, or whenever she was with her sister, who'd be going on about this or that, which would inevitably, for whatever reason, cause Carla some consternation about the way her sister was currently acting.

I'd always thought both girls attractive in their own way. Sure, Darla had more of the finer features of a true beauty, but she knew it too...and used that. Carla carried a bit more weight, and though some might think her a bit more plump than her sister, in my mind at least...it wasn't enough to make any big deal over. For one thing, Carla had slightly larger breasts, though of course even from an early age, she made a point to try and hide that particular aspect. Darla would wear fairly revealing bikinis, especially that first year they came here to visit. I never saw Carla wear anything other than a full piece suit, and even then, it was modestly fit to ensure that very little of her voluptuous looking cleavage was ever exposed.

Carla tended to wear her own 'dirty-blonde' hair fairly short, which I think didn't do her a whole lot of justice with her more rounded face. It was almost as though she made every attempt that she could to downplay her own beauty and attractiveness, especially whenever she was around her sister. It was almost ironic. I found my nieces shyness even more sexy and alluring than I did her sister's more obvious, flirtatious demeanor.

God... that had been a difficult week's visit for me the first time they had come out to stay. Like I said, Darla was just coming into her own back then, and I swear she was using me to test things out on, even with me being her Uncle. I'm just glad that Jackie was there to chaperone things, and reel Darla in from time to time, though she too found it very often funny that Darla had at times made me blush!

Somehow, we all made it through that first week, though I'll also be the one to openly admit it. I spent a lot of alone time in the bathroom during their stay.

The second visit was uniquely different. This time the girls came to spend part of their spring break with me, and for good reason. Jackie was unfortunately going through a very rough period with her husband at the time, which a short time later resulted in their eventual divorce. The girls...both girls, were a bit more subdued, though after a few days, Darla seemed to come out of her self imposed funk a bit more, and seemed more like her old former self. Especially during that last day and night of their stay, when "Uncle Jake" had to play the role of spoil-sport to some extent, calling out towards Darla to come back to the beach and put her bikini back on. The little shit had stood up out of the water just enough with nothing more than a smile on her face, forcing me to turn and head back into the house. Needless to say, I spent some time alone in the bathroom again.

I don't remember even seeing Carla wearing a swimsuit during that time. She seemed to spend most of her free time sitting in a lounge chair down near the beach reading books whenever her sister couldn't entice her, or virtually drag her into town to take in a movie or something.

And so here we were. Now nineteen, the twins would be arriving for their two-week stay tomorrow. My sister Jackie didn't have the luxury of a two week vacation because of her work. But she would be joining us during that final week. If I could somehow manage to survive by then. The fact that the girls were basically adults now, would make it considerably harder on me, trying to 'act the parent' around them. Jackie had already warned me over the phone that Darla spent a LOT of time out side sunbathing in the nude, and that I'd best be prepared for that. I frowned, realizing I'd probably be spending a lot more time inside and out during their stay than I would have preferred to. After all, I couldn't very well go out and demand that Darla cover herself up now any more could I? Though I also stood there realizing, I really didn't want to either.

A lot can happen in a year's time, and I don't think there's any better example of that, than the way the girls looked when they stepped off the plane. Darla was still Darla in many respects, though if anything she was even more of a true beauty now. To my surprise, she had cut her hair short, really short...what she soon after told me was her "Sassy" look. Once again an understatement. She had also died her hair, and though always dark, it was now jet-black, along with her eye and face make up. I didn't know much about the so-called "Gothic" look, but my sister had at least warned me ahead of time. As for Carla, well she had changed too. She wore her hair longer now, which seemed to suit and fit her better, though she'd left her own natural color in. And there was no mistaking it either...she had lost a little weight. Enough so to be immediately noticeable, especially through her face, which in my mind, made her look even more attractive and alluring, though that still shy smile of hers appeared as she leaned forward to give me a welcoming kiss. Another noticeable change I noticed as she did that. She was wearing a tee shirt that was a bit tighter fitting than I'd seen her in before. And...it was low cut just enough to actually show off a bit of cleavage, which if you knew Carla the way I knew Carla, wasn't usually in her nature to wear.

Darla had all but jumped up into my arms in greeting, kissing me fully on the lips, bags and baggage hitting the ground causing others who were standing around us to take notice. I could only imagine what they were thinking. Carla, once again blushing profusely, though once Darla had extricated her self off of me, coming over on her own accord to at least proffer me a bit of a more chaste kiss in greeting, though even then adding still yet a bit more color to her cheeks in doing so. However, this too was just one more subtle change in Carla that I had noticed. Never before now had she done that.

During the short drive back to the beach house, the girls filled me in on everything they'd been up to during the past year. Even Carla had joined in on the conversation this time, actually interrupting one of her sister's 'stories' in order to correct it. The fact that she had done so, and that Darla had smiled even as she did, said a lot. Things really had changed for these two, and all for the better hopefully, though I was quickly reminded in short order that Darla still maintained a bit of a devilish side to her.

"Uncle Jake?"

"Yes honey...what?" I asked looking over towards her. She had that 'tone' in her voice which for some damn reason always created this vision of her sitting there with this sexy-looking pout on her face, one finger pulling at her lip, eyes boring into you. It was a dangerous look. Even though I was the one creating it in my mind, I swore I'd actually seen her use it a time or two on me, which is probably where I got it from. Darla was sitting next to me in the passenger seat, with Carla sitting in the backseat looking out the window as we drove down the coastal highway.

"Are you gay?"

If I hadn't been so focused on my driving, I think I would have driven us off the road. Even then, I know I slowed, though it was Carla who had actually spoken from the backseat before I did.

"Jesus Darla!" Carla had a certain tone too. And she used it whenever she was truly disgusted, or upset with her sister.

Hearing Carla cuss surprised me almost as much as what Darla had just asked me, lengthening my pause before finally responding.

"No!" I exclaimed once again looking over towards her. "And why would you ask that anyway?" I ventured trying to sound not quite angry, but more manly for some reason.

"Cause we never hear about you having a girl friend, or that you've invited anyone to come stay, or live with you...that's why."

I'm not sure I'd call that a justifiable reason for her comment, but she had a point whether it was real or imagined.

"I've had girlfriends. Plenty of them. Just didn't seem to be dating any of them when you've came to visit before I guess. In fact, I was seeing a girl quite regularly up until a couple of weeks ago when she moved down to San Diego to pursue her modeling career."

"Uh huh," Darla said sounding unconvinced.

Once again I looked at her, glaring a little this time perhaps, though likewise taking a glance in the rear view mirror at Carla who caught my eyes. She actually smiled, rolling her eyes as though sharing this miniscule disgust with her sister at even thinking something like that. I think it was the most intimate moment the two of us had ever shared.

I was more relieved and grateful when five minutes later we'd arrived. I helped the girls carry their bags into the spare bedroom. As always, they'd be sharing a rather large king sized bed together, which neither one of them seemed to mind. They'd been sharing a room together for years now anyway, so it wasn't as though they weren't used to doing that. When Jackie arrived, I'd let her have my room, and would temporarily at least, take up residence on the couch. I really didn't mind that so much either. I think I had actually spend more time sleeping there, than I had in my own bed.

As expected, the girls hurriedly changed and immediately headed outside and then down to the beach to spend the better part of the afternoon sunbathing. Unexpected...was seeing Carla run by, following her sister. She was wearing a bikini.

**

I sat out on the deck pretending to read a book myself, one eye on the girls just a few short yards away, as they frolicked in the water together briefly before rushing back up to the beach where their beach towels were spread out waiting for them. Obviously, I had seen Darla in a bikini before, but I'm not sure that what she was currently wearing could even be technically called a bikini. And I wondered what my sister would think if she knew her daughter was even wearing this. Though I was just as quickly reminded of the fact, in agreement with it or not...Darla wasn't to be considered a child any more either. I heard myself sigh audibly upon realizing that. It was apt to be a long week.

And I know the little shit knew what she was doing as she bent over, spreading out her already spread out beach towel again. With her back turned towards me, I got a full view of those perfect twin ass cheeks of hers. And I mean ass cheeks too. There wasn't a bit of material in any way shape or form that was covering either one of them. Just this bright red strip of nothingness that seemed to disappear into her ass-crack briefly before making a reappearance at an equally thin line running around her waist. Once she had spread out her towel, she turned slightly, now looking over towards where I sat. There was no mistaking it in my mind at least...that little show of hers had definitely been for me. But the show wasn't over with either. I watched as her hands came up and behind herself, and before I knew it, her equally small top suddenly came away in her hands. She dropped it. Though I don't really remember seeing that. All I remember seeing for a brief moment was her full breasts, each one capped with delicious looking dark colored nipples. I looked away, not wanting to catch her look back towards me again, which I was sure she'd be doing. I gave it a count of three before looking back her way again. She was laying down now, face up towards the water. Her breasts fully revealed in all their glory. It was impossible NOT to be looking at them, which is also when I suddenly realized that Carla was sitting on her beach towel looking at me.

I felt like some kind of a pervert. I smiled, standing up and prepared to go back inside the house looking for some excuse to do so. Carla had in fact smiled back at me, but even at this distance, I saw that all too familiar blush spreading across her face. It was a look that almost said, "I know Uncle Jake...it's not your fault."

I walked through the sliding glass doors into the kitchen, looked down, and saw what looked like a tent pole sticking out of my own tight fitting shorts. There was no way in hell that Carla could have possibly missed that.

It was time for a long cold shower.

**

The sun would be setting shortly. I had burgers on the grill for dinner, and the girls had thrown together some potato salad to go along with. And though they were still wearing their bikinis, both Darla and Carla had put on some wraps as well. Bad enough I was still looking at an abundance of well-rounded cleavage from both girls, but at least I wouldn't be staring at Darla's bare cheeks. The thing was...I found myself stealing even more frequent glances in Carla's direction, and worse...caught myself playing stupid "look down the blouse games" when I should have known better. 

Jackie had told me earlier than she'd been allowing the girls a glass or two of wine with dinner for quite some time now. Well aware of that, I had picked up several bottles of wine to have on hand during their stay here. I had opened one, and then moved over to where the girls sat at the outside picnic table as they sat mixing up the last few ingredients for the potato salad. I leaned over to pour, acting like their waiter as the girls held up their glasses for me to fill. First Darla's, and then Carla's. As I did that, I got perhaps the best unintended view (initially) of Carla's breasts. So full and inviting from my vantage point, with only the barest hint of what I could have sworn was a pinkish colored areola peeking up at me. I gained sanity long enough to realize I had nearly over-filled her glass.

"Ooops!" I grinned dumbly, trying to sound playful in the process, though I again think I caught Carla looking down at herself as I turned away. "Dumb fuck!" I said to myself, feeling really sheepish now and even more perverted. I could only hope that she didn't think I was actually trying to get a good look down her bikini top, even though that's exactly what I had been doing. I heard one of the patio chairs scooting across the deck. I looked up as I stood there flipping burgers in time to see Carla stand.

"I think I'll go in and change," she stated. "It's starting to get a little colder outside," she finished.

"Shit!" I said smiling, silently swearing at myself. Maybe she had noticed, or at least suspected what I'd been staring at. Darla on the other hand looked up at her sister as though she were crazy. Even with the sun setting soon, it was easily in the high eighty's outside. "Ok, burgers are about ready though," I said trying to sound normal, once again smiling at my niece, though now worried the smile on my face was causing me to look even more idiotic than I already felt. Carla merely nodded her head at me, heading into the house, though I caught an obvious blush in her cheeks as she did so.

Thank God nothing else happened that was awkward or uncomfortable the rest of the evening. We shared a nice dinner together, another glass of wine (or two) and actually had a few good laughs talking about previous visits. I actually breathed a sigh of relief when I turned into sleep that night.

Little did I know what was about to happen, or how thoroughly things were about to change because of it.

**

I only had one bathroom. Needless to say, it was on a first-come first served basis, though I had asked early on, that things be kept down to fifteen minutes in the morning, until everyone had had a chance to use it. I heard the shower come on, and had a pretty good idea that it was Darla who was in there. For as long as I'd known the girls, Darla had always been the first one up, and Carla had always been the one that you had to almost pull out of bed. The way my house sat, the bathroom was sandwiched between my bedroom and the one in which the girls were staying in. Further on down the hall you'd eventually run into the main sitting room, and the kitchen area just off of that. The master bedroom, which was now actually my studio, was on the other side, and had a nice private little porch, balcony where I very often sat and either painted, or spent some time writing. 

As I began to pass by the girls bedroom door, I noticed two things. One, it was actually ajar a good inch or so. Darla must have failed to close it all the way when she got up to take her shower. Two...was the sound of a sob, or what certainly sounded like a sob at first, which basically stopped me in my tracks. "Is she crying? Why would Carla be crying?" I now asked myself. All sorts of horrible thoughts now racing through my head all at once. Maybe I had caused or done more damage than I'd realized. I couldn't bare the thought that my niece might be thinking the worst of me, regretting the fact that she was now forced to be here. Now I really felt like hell. And that was about to get worse. Far worse.

With the door open just a crack, I decided to confirm my worst suspicions. Perhaps later when we were alone, we could sit down and discuss this, patch things up...get things back to normal and where they belonged. I put my eye to the door, intending to do so only briefly, quickly. What I thought was the sound of my niece sobbing was entirely different, what I now heard, and saw seemed to have paralyzed me for a moment. Pure and utter disbelief as I tried to register everything all at once. Carla lay naked in the middle of the bed. Her head pressed well back against the pillow, one hand cupping one of her lovely breasts, fingers currently pinching and pulling on one of her thick fat nipples. The other? Obviously down between her legs as she furiously lay there finger-fucking herself, one leg bent at the knee, spread just wide enough that I could clearly see her bare pussy as she continued to assault herself. I have no idea how long I actually stood there. It couldn't have been long, but time seemed to have suddenly stopped for some reason. More importantly however...I hadn't heard the shower turn off, nor had I heard the bathroom door open when Darla suddenly stepped out.


I've Been Set Up Ch. 01



"Uncle Jake?" Was all she asked, standing there just behind me, one towel wrapped around her head, the other around her body as she stood there clutching it to herself.

It really doesn't matter what I said, or even how I said it. I knew that my face was beet red. My hand had been caught in the proverbial cookie jar so to speak. I remember saying something, I think the word "Coffee" was amongst the words I used as I beat a hasty retreat towards the kitchen area. I remember hearing the bedroom door close with what sounded like a very purposeful sound behind it when it did. 

I filled a carafe full of coffee and then took that with me into my studio. I closed the door, intending to spend the rest of the day in there if I had to. Perhaps even...the rest of the week.

An hour later I heard a soft knock on the door, followed by another. "Uncle Jake? We're going down to the beach. You want or need anything?" It was Darla of course. I'm not sure what I would have said or done had it been Carla standing on the other side.

"Ah...no. Thanks! I'm ah...going to be working in here for a while," I half stammered. 

"Ok, have fun!" Darla called into me.

"What the hell did she mean by that?" I asked myself, paranoia coming through perhaps. Still...

I worked for an hour...doing absolutely nothing until I was sure at least that I'd given some measure of credibility to my being in here in the first place. Though I still didn't know what I'd think, or do...or say, once I came out and actually had to face the girls again. And then I wondered...."Maybe she didn't say...or even see anything? Was that even possible?" I mean after all, there was nothing to suggest anything, even when she'd stopped by earlier. Maybe I was imagining things. Maybe it was all in my head and that everything was just fine. Maybe.

I walked outside. Sure enough the girls were once again down on the beach taking in some sun. Darla was actually sitting up, and it was obvious, even though she had her back to me, that her top was off. I watched as she sat a bottle of lotion down next to her, and then turned, spreading the lotion within her hands as she did so. Only then as she did that, did I see Carla a bit more fully laying there next to her. She was topless as well as Darla suddenly began rubbing lotion into, and onto her sister's breasts.

"Holy fucking shit!" I exclaimed, and then realized I had spoken the words, not just thought them. Darla turned enough to glance up to where I was standing there on the deck. Carla too had turned, though her hands came up to protectively cover her own breasts, though she made no other movement, nor was there any sort of look of disgust on her face either as her eyes caught mine. 

"You'd better get used to it Uncle Jake," Darla informed me. "And it's not like you haven't seen a girls boobs before," she added to that.

"Maybe so," I answered back, surprised I'd even found the voice to be able to do so. "But there's a difference between my own nieces boobs, and those of another woman's," I stated in defense of myself.

"Oh? Since when?"

Darla had asked the question, but it was the two of them as they both turned, and then stood facing me together that made me speechless. I might have expected that out of Darla. But certainly not Carla. And especially since...she wasn't even blushing!

I waved them both off with an "Ok, you two win," sort of a flapping hand thing, though my hand was probably as speechless as I was. I headed back inside, with no idea why, or what I was going to do, only that I needed to somehow rationalize all this. Maybe I really was being an old fuddy-duddy here. I mean after all, they were my nieces, and we were all adults here and all that. And just because they didn't have any hang ups about being half naked, why then should I? The answer to that unfortunately was the very obvious bulge in my pants again. And I figured this time...they had both seen it.

**

We spent another nice evening together over dinner. I'd even managed to convince myself that I had been over reacting to everything, and that I simply needed to lighten up some and quit worrying about it. I opened another bottle of wine, and decided that maybe we all just needed to relax and enjoy one another's company. A bit too much wine later I think...along with some laughter and maybe even a bit of flirtatiousness between the three of us, Darla once again seemed to steer the conversation into a dangerous area. Though I'd been having way too much fun tonight spending time with the girls, and not really thinking about it.

"So how many girlfriends have you had Uncle Jake?" She asked me. "Let me rephrase that," she added before I could respond. "How many women is it that you've actually slept with?"

I blame it on the wine. If I'd been a little more sober, I'd have thought about her question a bit more before responding back to her. As it was, I answered her honestly. And worse...actually asked her the very same question.

"Four. And how many have you slept with?" I asked sure that I was being more glib and 'with it', and showing just how cool old Uncle Jake really was...contrary to popular belief perhaps. I really wasn't prepared for her answer.

"Are you asking me about men, or women?"

"Jesus Darla!" Carla said again. But this time I really wasn't thinking about that. I was still trying to be cool Uncle Jake.

"One."

"Which one?" I actually asked, now actually curious.

"One of each," she grinned at me along with a wink, and then she licked her lips as well in addition to that. 

Carla was just shaking her head in disbelief perhaps. Though I think for a moment there, I was too.

"You're putting me on," I said instead, figuring that she was. It wouldn't have been at all unlike her to try and shock, or even embarrass me. I could even buy that she'd been with a guy thing already, after all she was nineteen. But another girl? Though then again, she always had been the more adventurous one of the two.

"No, I'm not putting you on..." she said with this weird little look on her face as she said that, and yes damn it...her finger suddenly going up to her mouth pulling on the corner of it as she leaned forward just a bit, giving me an obvious look for a moment down the top of her bikini top. "But I..."

"Ok, I think we've had enough to drink for tonight," Carla stated interrupting her sister, just in time the way I saw it. Things were definitely starting to get a little uncomfortable here, or so it seemed anyway. "Come on...let's run down to the water and jump in. I think we could all use a wake up dip," she added. I had to agree with that, and slowly followed behind as the girls took off hand in hand towards the water, laughing and giggling all the way. Once again I silently chastised myself. Darla was just being her normal somewhat flirtatious little self. It really didn't mean anything. By the time I got down to the beach with my toes in the water, the girls were already in. I started to wade in, in order to join them.

"Uh uh!" Darla called out to me pointing towards the ground near my feet. I looked down. There were two bikini tops, and bottoms laying there in the sand. "It's a new moon," she then said pointing up at the sky. "You always have to skinny dip under a new moon, don't you know that?"

"I guess I do now," I said. And then perhaps against my better judgment, I stepped out of my own shorts and quickly waded into the water.

As cool as Uncle Jake was still trying to be, a short time later I made the girls get out of the water first, watching them gather up their discarded bikini's and begin the short walk back up to the house before getting out myself. I waited until I was sure they had actually gone inside, preferably into their room before entering myself as I had chosen not to put my own shorts back on again because of all the sand. The girls door was closed, though I could hear them giggling inside as I began to tiptoe by heading towards my own room, when the door suddenly opened.

"Nice ass Uncle Jake," I heard Darla say still giggling.

"Yes...it is." I then heard as well. And stood there for perhaps a heartbeat or two more before entering my room.

**

It was a long time that I lay there in bed trying to go to sleep. Images of my two naked nieces dancing inside my head...literally. Sure, it had been too dark to really see much of anything. Just an occasional glimpse here and there as the three of us frolicked there in the water, splashing one another, until the girls decided they were going to team up and try to dunk me. That's when I realized and remembered the sensation of skin on skin. Their skin, my skin...real soft, firm special skin, pressing against my back. I went under. Better to be safe than sorry. But now I lay here remembering that. Remembering how it had felt, and occasionally, how it had felt too. Both of them. My own nieces! I felt at once guilty and ashamed. And horny as hell. There was no way I was going to be able to go asleep until I did something about this raging hard on of mine sticking up between my legs.

I preferred to be able to clean things up rather quickly afterwards when I had finished masturbating. And unfortunately I hadn't made preparations ahead of time in the event. I decided that I'd get up...head into the bathroom as though I needed to pee. I'd quickly wash up...and then return to my room. But this would give me the time I needed to wring out a nice warm wet cloth to take back with me for afterwards. I slipped out of bed as quietly as I could, opened my door and stepped into the hallway, softly and quietly heading towards the bathroom. It was the sound of a giggle maybe? That I heard. Not from the girls room mind you...but from somewhere beyond. Most likely out on the deck. Even through the subdued light I could faintly see shadow. And as I moved closer to the sitting room, I could begin to hear things far more easily as well.

"Oh God yes. Do it honey...just like that. Yes, that's it...pinch my clitty baby...make me cum!"

Hearing the sound of Darla's voice, that was shocking enough. But then I realized....

"Oh yeah, right there...just like that," she moaned deeply. I took another step into the room, secure in the knowledge that I had both the cover of darkness, as well as the half drawn door curtain to hide me. I stepped closer taking position along one side of the door. Darla was laying in one of the lounge chairs, her hands cupping her breasts as she played with them. Carla had straddled her, and it was obvious what she was doing. Her fingers busy between her sister's legs as she sat there playing with her, fingering her. I was both shocked, surprised, and once again even more horny than I'd been only moments ago. Without even a second thought, I reached down, grasping my rock hard cock and began stroking it, looking on and listening as the girls continued with one another.

I had indeed arrived just in time to see Darla climax. She was thrusting herself upwards against her sister's hand, grinding and humping as Carla continued to finger her, now cupping one of her own magnificent breasts, tweaking her taut nipple as her sister came.

"Oh fuck! Fuck baby...fuck! Oh yeah, that's it...that's it....THAT'S IT!" She cried out. It didn't even dawn on me that had I still been in my own bedroom, I most likely would have still heard that. But at the moment...I wasn't thinking about that, and could have cared less anyway. My cock ached for some much needed relief, but I wasn't about to hurry things along too quickly either. The girls were changing places.

It wasn't long before the sounds of Carla's heavy, raspy breathing reached my ears. I had stood back behind the curtain a bit more until I was sure it was safe before daring to peek out towards them. It was funny, I heard Darla spit, then a second later heard Carla's deep soft moan.

"Guess I really didn't need that," she spoke softly. "You're fucking drenched!" She added a bit louder, making me wince as though someone else besides me might have overheard that...stupid as that was.

"I'm fucking horny is what I am," Carla said.

I nearly came right there and then. Carla said fuck?

"Tell me about it," Darla agreed, the sounds of her sister's VERY slick pussy easily heard at this point as she seemed to revel in it, teasing her sister, and if anything, working up a nice pussy-froth that was really starting to get to me. "Can you imagine what that fucker looks like hard?" She asked.

Were they talking about me? I actually quit jacking myself off so I could focus, and listen more closely to this.

"We've seen it hard, through his pants," Carla groaned once again, and actually giggled.

"Doesn't count," Darla quipped. "I do think we saw it half hard though, don't you? I think I even felt it for a second."

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Not!"

"Did!"

"Really?"

I was trying to think back to remember. Yes, I had certainly been aroused, more so after the girls decided to try and dunk me, which is when I felt it start to grow and decided that it was time for the game to end. I of course remember, "Carla's I think", breasts...pressed against my back briefly. And then...."Oh fuck. Maybe she did!"

I'd been sure it was an accident. One of those inadvertent, incidental contacts as we stood there in the water horsing around. I mean it was so quick, so brief...it couldn't have been on purpose now could it?

"So what did it feel like anyway?" Carla asked.

"Well it was pretty quick. I couldn't make it too obvious you know? But it was nice, nice and thick, even though he wasn't fully hard."

"Fuck I wish I'd been brave enough," Carla moaned once again. "I really would like to see a man's cock...a man's nice hard cock. For real," she added once again giggling. "And especially Uncle Jakes!"

I began furiously fisting myself again.

"Well, I guess we'll just have to see what we can do about that then shouldn't we?"

I'm pretty sure I sprayed all over the curtain. I remember thinking that I'd try and see how bad the damages were when the girls weren't around. I hurriedly made my way back to my room, a jumble of mixed emotions. I knew with a degree of certainty that I'd never be able to look at either one of my nieces in the same way again either. Especially Carla!

**

This time it was my turn to sleep in. And whether I did so consciously or not, it was the sound of a soft knock on my bedroom door that finally woke me.

"Uncle Jake? Time to get up sleepyhead, breakfast is ready!" Carla was saying.

Carla. My shy, quiet little niece. Ok, maybe not so much any more. Once again images of her filling my head. Naked images. "Ok, this wasn't good," I thought sitting up. "Be right there!" I called out instead. But that's when the door opened.

"Not necessary," both girls announced walking into my room, Carla carrying a tray of food, Darla with a full carafe of deliciously smelling coffee. But that's not all that was delicious either. Neither one of them had a stitch on!

"I ah...you ah..." They laughed.

"Yeah, we thought we'd get this, 'we're all naked thing,' out of the way," Carla pronounced. "It was starting to get a little old anyway," she added to that. I just sat there looking at her. Where the hell had Carla disappeared to?

"Obviously, a lot can happen in a years time," Carla continued. "And thanks to Darla for most of that...it's changed me," she grinned crawling up into bed to sit next to me. Carla held the tray as Darla peeled down the bed sheets, fully exposing the two of us now. Darla poured me a cup of coffee, and then crawled into bed next to me on the other side.

"Well? Aren't you hungry?" She asked.

I didn't know what I was. Confused yes. Hungry? No...unless it was hungry for something else.

Darla looked down lifting the tray a little.

"Is it?"

"I think it is. At least it's starting too."

"Let me see it."

Darla took the tray away. I didn't mind. I wasn't hungry anyway. What I was now, was hard.

"That what you expected?"

"Oh yeah, very much so," she giggled excitedly.

"Go ahead touch it. See what it feels like."

"Hey wait a minute I finally said. You guys are sitting here talking like I wasn't even here. Don't the two of you think I should have some say in the matter?" Carla reached down taking my hand and rested it upon her breast.

"Now may I?" She asked.

"Be my guest," I sighed happily just as Darla reached down taking my other hand. 

I lay back with my head deep in the pillow. The girls now sitting up, toying with me, exploring me, and getting to know me a whole lot better. As far as I was concerned, we could spend the entire afternoon just doing that.

"Listen I have to ask...when you mentioned you'd been with one female...was that..."

"Carla? Technically? No."

"Technically?"

"Yeah I really don't count simple masturbation with someone as being with someone. Hell, if I did that, the numbers would go up on both sides of that coin!" Carla rolled her eyes.

"Ok, and you?" I had to ask, which I felt was only fair considering she was now sitting there with my hard cock in hand, happily stroking it up and down, taking turns with her sister.

"Just one woman," she grinned. "No guys...yet," she added to that, once again looking at me as she leaned over just enough to give the tip of my prick a little kiss.

"Really. You've both been with another woman?"

The girls looked at one another and laughed. "Yep, same woman, same time," they said in unison. "But we'll leave the rest of that for later," Darla finished. "Right now, I think Carla would like to see you cum. She's never seen a man's prick shoot before have you sweetie?" She asked.

"Nope! Not yet!" She stated anxiously, once again stroking my prick with a renewed interest and purpose. "How soon after you've cum does it get hard again?" She then asked.

"I don't know...I guess it just depends," I answered.

"Depends? Depends on what?" Darla now asked.

"Depends on what happens after that," I grinned wickedly. Now Darla added her hand to my cock as the two of them began stroking it in unison together.

"Uncle Jake?"

"You know...maybe we should sort of drop the Uncle part whenever we're together like this," I stated. I knew just in saying that, I was hoping we'd be doing this a bit more often now.

The girls thought about it, and then shook their heads no. "No, I like calling you Uncle Jake. Especially like this. It's a lot more nasty sounding," Carla teased.

"Yeah, naughty, dirty sounding Uncle Jake," Darla added to that. "Really makes my pussy throb."

"Well in that case...I'm you're Uncle," I told them both. "Now, you were going to ask me something, yes?"

"Oh yeah...I was. What I was going to ask you, is if you've ever eaten a woman's pussy before!"

"Of course he has silly!" Darla near shouted, though turning to me. "You have...haven't you?" She asked.

"Oh yeah, many times," I assured them both. Which if I started counting that would make my own personal numbers go up as well. But now was not the time or place.

"So...would you like me to do that for the two of you?" I asked excitedly.

"That depends," Carla quipped.

"Depends?"

"Yeah, that depends on how soon here you'll cum for us," she told me. She soon slithered down to lay next to me, Darla doing the same thing on the other side. The girls now taking turns, licking and sucking my cock, passing it back and forth to one another. I knew sure as hell it wouldn't take long, not at this rate. And I was already laying here imagining what the rest of the evening might be like, not to mention the last few days we'd have together before Jackie arrived.

"Shit, Jackie!" I said aloud. "Listen...girls," I struggled, trying not to enjoy myself for a moment, which was damn fucking hard. "About your mother."

"What about her?" Darla asked.




I've Been Set Up Ch. 01



"Yeah...what about her?" Jackie asked as she stood there in the door way.

To be continued...



I've Been Set Up Ch. 02



"You...should be ashamed of yourself!" I heard my sister saying. Images of her suddenly producing a sword or something and running me through with it suddenly filling my head.

Horrified, all I could do for a moment was lay there looking up at her. How had I so stupidly allowed this to happen anyway? "Sis...look, I'm ah...you have to...ah..."

"Not you...them!" She said staring at the girls, forcing me to draw my attention back towards the two of them, noticing...and feeling only then that Darla had continued, and still was, licking my cock. It seemed so surreal, this couldn't be happening. And why weren't the girls scrambling for cover or something?

"Sorry mother," Carla finally managed, only then sitting up, though even as she did, her hand remained wrapped around my rock-hard cock, which still was...even with Jackie standing there staring at us in the doorway. I was more confused now than ever. All I could do was once again look at my sister with a pleading look on my face as though to say, "See? They're insane! Maybe we all are!" 

"Yeah, sorry mom," Darla now added to that, likewise finally sitting up, though she two now placed her hand around my prick, the two girls still sitting there slowly stroking my cock together. 

"I didn't think it would take the two of you this long..." Jackie smiled now looking towards me again.

Whatever words I might have spoken, whatever thoughts I thought I had...were nothing more than a jumbled mess now as reality and fantasy collided, with nothing making any sort of sense here one way or the other.

"Wha...what are you talking about here?" I finally managed. "What do you mean..."

"I figured they'd be well past this point by now. That was sort of the plan anyway. Which was supposed to make it a lot easier for me when I suddenly showed up...like now." 

My sister was wearing a white button up blouse with a somewhat short black skirt. I had always considered her good-looking, a real mix of the twins in many ways. She certainly shared Darla's eyes, and Carla's smile, and though she did tint and dye her hair a dark auburn, she looked more like an older sister than mother to these two. In the span of less than a minute here, still laying here looking at her as she stood there in the doorway, I was already taken back many, many years ago to another time...another place.

"I think the four of us will need to sit down and have a little chat," she added, though she had already lifted one hand, undoing a couple of button's on her blouse, the other suddenly reaching down between her legs, lifting her skirt up just enough to allow herself access. "But at the moment...I think there is some unfinished business that needs seeing to first," she finished, now nodding her head at the girls, who seemed to suddenly explode into motion all at once, each of them once again slithering down my sides, their lips and tongues taking over again from what their hands had been doing.

Words failed me. "Talk indeed!" I said to myself. But the sight of Jackie as she stood there in the doorway, obviously cupping and fondling one of her breasts, her other hand busily working away, now openly finger-fucking herself as the twins greedily played tongue-tag on my dick, set everything else aside for the moment. I was too fucking far gone to care at this point. Especially seeing that all too familiar look upon my sister's face as she stood there hovering on the edge of orgasm. It was a look I hadn't seen in many...many years.

"Oh...wow!" Carla cried out in surprise and excited delight. "Look at that fucker shoot!" She exclaimed further.

Hell...even I was impressed. I am sure the intensity of my orgasmic display had been brought about by the pure, unadulterated decadence of having my two nieces licking and sucking me to a mind-blowing climax. But the trigger of that was without a doubt, the knowing look on my sister's face as she stood there, mouth forming into an oval shape, her eyes glossing over somewhat. The hand she'd been using to caress and fondle her tit with, now grabbing the doorframe as she used it for further support. Her fingers, though slowing from the almost too furious finger-fuck she'd been giving herself, were nonetheless purposeful in their intent. Only then did I finally hear that long drawn out "O" moan of hers as Jackie reached climatic release, thus triggering my own.

**

Shortly thereafter, I had suggested that the twins head down to the beach for a while thus giving their mother and me a chance to have a chat of our own first before including the two of them in it. I needed some answers from her first, before I asked any additional questions with regards to the girls. I hurriedly dressed, and then met Jackie outside on the deck where she'd already poured the two of us "stiff coffees" to sip on while we spoke.

"OK sis," I began, taking a seat across from her at the small patio table I had. "Just what the hell happened in there anyway?" I asked.

She laughed, tossing her head back, her eyes mischievous and playful. "Well let's see. I think the girls sucked you off while I stood there in the doorway masturbating while watching it."

"That's not what I meant," I said trying to sound stern, though my cock still throbbed, twitching a little beneath my shorts at the recalled image of exactly that. "I think we need to get a bit more serious here," I said sitting up a little straighter, leaning forward. "Come on Jackie. Seriously. What the hell just happened?"

**

I would guess like any siblings growing up together in a small house, and where their parents both worked and were gone a great deal of time, there would be the occasional accidents and incidents of walking in on one another. Jackie and I were no exception to that. I think early on we were naturally curious about one another, which in time led to other things. I can't even begin to count the number of times I think we both purposely walked in on one another while getting dressed, or when getting into and out of the bath. Obviously, it was always a sort of teasing thing back then. But as we got older, the spying on one another seemed to become more frequent, actually catching one another a few times actually masturbating. But even then, that was really no big deal. Typical growing up stuff that didn't seem to affect either one of us one way or the other. It wasn't until I was a year out of high school that an event occurred, that would significantly impact my life.

I had been seeing and dating a girl for quite some time now, long before graduation even. In time, we had gotten closer, and had even started messing around a little bit. Usually heavy petting in the back-seat of my car at a local parking spot that most kids used for just such an occasion. The thing was, for whatever reason, I was still a virgin. Not that I hadn't wished otherwise, it was just that for me at least...the right girl just hadn't come along yet. So it wasn't as though I was saving it for marriage or anything. I just felt that something that significant and important, shouldn't happen in the backseat of a car for one thing, and should only happen (at least the first time) with someone you were truly in love with. For me, Cheryl was that love. And would hopefully be my first. Like I said, we'd enjoyed some fairly heavy petting at this point, though admittedly, it pretty much consisted of me playing with her breasts, and eventually actually rubbing her pussy (through her panties mind you) along with a bit of some pretty fervent 'dry-humping' on the couch of her parents house. But not much beyond that. She hadn't even really made an attempt to touch me at this point, though the way I looked at it back then, it was simply a matter of time. Something we had seemed to be heading towards given the circumstances.

And then one night, I was sure things were going to happen. I was one hundred percent positive that Cheryl and I were finally going to go all the way. I'd have bet money on it in fact. Cheryl's parents had actually gone away for the weekend. She'd been hinting at something special happening that weekend, which didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out as to what she meant. Even when I arrived at her place, I had found a note on the door telling me simply to come in. Which I did. And there I found several rose petals leading from the doorway, up the stairs and undoubtedly towards her bedroom. Naturally, I followed. And even when I opened the door to her room, half hoping and expecting to find her as I'd imagined...and did, I was still nervous as hell. There she was, beautiful as all get out, naked as the day she was born, with everything on display...nothing hidden, just laying there in the middle of her bed.

"Go on, take off your clothes...come make love to me," she purred.

Ok that part was easy. And though I was excited and anxious as hell, I was still very, very nervous too. I mean after all, this was my first time...and a first time for a whole lot of things the way I saw it. I scrambled out of my clothes, raced towards the bed and jumped in. For the first time ever, Cheryl actually touched my cock. My still very flaccid, very nervous...let's face it here, very small cock. 

I've always been what many women have termed a "grower." I initially start out pretty small, but as I become excited, and harder obviously, I tend to grow and stiffen significantly. Given the time.

One moment I am laying there in bed with this vision of loveliness, and all sorts of delightful thoughts racing around inside my head. And in the next, I am sitting there next to her as she at first giggled, and then began laughing hysterically. And then it just got worse and worse from there.

She actually sat up in bed, her hand still wrapped (and completely covering mind you) my entire cock. "What the hell is this?" She actually asked, now waggling it...which perhaps under other normal circumstances might have been fun and interesting in and of itself. But not when someone's obviously scrutinizing and judging ones manhood here. Which she was. "Jesus Jake! Even my little brother's bigger than this, and he's twelve years old!"

"Then maybe you should go fuck your brother," I told her jumping out of bed. And that as they say, was the end of that.

I had gone home, grateful that everyone was still out for the evening. My folks had gone to a drive in movie of all things, and Jackie who currently worked as a barmaid at a local pub nearby, would no doubt still be working. But even though she was due to get off soon, she usually went out with friends, or very often her boyfriend at the time, and would get home even later than mom and dad would. I went upstairs to my room, and literally fell apart.

I didn't hear my sister come home. The fact that I never cried about anything, spoke volumes. And even when Jackie came into my room, sitting down on the edge of my bed, I pretended being ill, and nothing more than that. I wasn't fooling anybody. And though it took a while, she was patient. Eventually I told her everything. Everything that had happened. And then she laughed. Not at me, but at the stupidity of my now ex-girlfriend.

"She has no idea what she'll be missing," Jackie stated. "Hell, I'll be honest with you Jake, even I've wondered what it would be like to play with that thing you've got between your legs. Trust me...I've seen it. And I've always marveled at how it can get so damn big from being so damn small. And you know what I mean by that too," she added.

Now here's the thing. Jackie was wearing one of those white pleasant blouses, which she wore to work in. Sitting on my bed there in the dark, she was back-lit from the light out in the hallway. Sitting as she was, I had a very clear outline of her tits. Jackie always had had near perfect tits too. I mean they weren't overly large, or small...but they were about as pert as a pair of boobs could be, and Jackie very often went without a bra whenever she worked, claiming that since she'd been doing so, she'd gotten a hell of a lot more tips because of it. And I could certainly see why.

But now, here she was, or rather here we were. Talking about my dick, and how she'd actually fantasized seeing it and playing with it even, and her there with her tits poking out, even if it was just a silhouette of them, soon had me actually starting to stiffen. The thing was, I was naked...even though I was under the sheet. Which was all I was under. 

Aware of my own predicament, and laying there more than a bit uncomfortable because of it, I shifted. Or at least made some effort at doing so. But because of the placement of the sheet, and my sister's sitting there, it drew attention to my state. Especially when she shifted, as though realizing she'd somehow contributed to my discomfort, though she had placed her hand down in an effort to readjust her own self. Basically, she brought her hand down to rest right on top of my rapidly hardening prick. I half expected her to suddenly jump up off the bed, if nothing else. Or at the very least, swipe her hand away. But she didn't. What she did instead, was grip my prick through the sheet, lovingly if you will...holding it.

"Ja...Jackie," I sort of moaned, filled with bewilderment here.

"Shh," she said, her finger coming up to press against my lips. "Close your eyes," she added, which I did. I felt her pulling the sheet down, and knew damn well she could see me now, fully and completely. And once again her hand surrounded me, flesh on flesh now as she sat there exploring me with her hand as well as her eyes. I didn't dare speak. Too confused perhaps, as well as exited. So many past images, thoughts...secret and otherwise, all manifesting themselves in one glorious moment here. And then she stood up, heading towards the door. I was sure it was over with then, not at all surprised of course. Sanity returning, Jackie realizing, just as I was, what had been going on here. But no. I saw her blouse being lifted up and over her head as she reached the door, softly closing it, and then turning. The sound of her voice reaching out towards me. The sound of the zipper on her jeans coming undone. "Turn on your nightstand light," she asked, which I immediately did. And then glad that I did, as it came on, only to illuminate the fully nude body of my sweet, beautiful sister.

**

"You...set me up!" I told her, still wondering why.

"Yes...we did," she confirmed glancing towards the beach where the girls now lay on their towels, soaking up some sun, neither one of them with a stitch on.

"Would you care to tell me why?" I asked tearing my eyes away from the girls and back onto my sister, though that didn't help much either. She was sitting across from me wearing a bikini, but at least she was dressed.

"Look Jake. You can tell that the girls have changed right? I mean even Darla's changed to some degree, but look at Carla. You know how she was. Shy, reserved, introverted and totally unsure of herself." Sure, I had to admit that, she had changed, as had Darla and even Jackie for that matter, but what any of that had to do with me...with what had happened, still hadn't become clear as of yet. "I think a lot of that had to do with the way you treated them and looked out for them whenever they came to stay with you. They came to admire and appreciate everything you did for them while they were growing up, and especially during that nightmare I was going through there for a while."

"Just doing my Uncle thing," I responded back. "But that still doesn't explain any of this."

"Ok, let me see if I can clear that up for you a little then. You still remember that night right? And what happened, and why it happened?"

"Of course," I said actually blushing a little. Though it had been years now since either one of us had actually brought up the subject. "So?"

"Well, a couple of months ago, Carla and Darla got involved in a situation that could have torn this family apart emotionally. Thankfully, as different as they've always been in so many ways, they've still remained close too. Carla had actually started seeing a guy, and had gone out with him a few times. It looked as though she was actually starting to come out of her shell a little, and was even starting to take some of her sister's advice on make-up, clothes to wear etc. You know as well as I do, that she was never as popular as her sister had been when growing up. But now finally, she had a guy of her own, someone that was interested in her, someone she could get close to...perhaps even become intimate with. And then everything fell apart."

"What happened?"

"According to what the girls told me, one day this boy had come over, and at some point found himself alone with Darla while Carla was upstairs doing something. He made a pass at her. Not just a goofing around sort of thing, he actually asked her if she'd be interested in going out with him."

"Shit!" I said, imagining it. "Then what?"

"Well, Darla had the presence of mind to keep from bashing the dumb-fuck up the side of the head, and even intimated that it might indeed be a possibility. And then left it there...for the time being. After he had left, she quite naturally told Carla all about what had just happened, which of course basically devastated her. Though it made her angry too...maybe even for the first time in her life she was really angry, and wanted to do something about it. It took some doing on Darla's part to calm her down enough until she could convince her to go along with an idea that she had."

I shook my head knowing Darla. Once again looking down towards the beach as Carla now sat beside her sister rubbing suntan lotion onto her back. Getting a nice side-view of her fairly large breasts once again taking me back to that moment of Jackie sitting on my bed with hers so wonderfully detailed in the back-light as I saw them that night.

"And?"

Jackie laughed. "You know Darla. It didn't take her long to convince Carla to go along with a plan she had cooked up. And though given the fact that Carla was still pretty shy and reserved back then, for her to even remotely agree to go along with it, just proved how hurt and angry she really was." I nodded my head in agreement. I could just see that.

"Anyway..."

"Anyway, Darla actually approached the boy and asked him if he'd be interested in having a threesome with the two of them."

"Holy shit!" Though Jackie continued.

"Naturally, he was more than interested. I am sure this kid thought his wildest fantasies were about to come true. Anyway, they convinced him to come over late in the afternoon one Saturday. As angry as they both were, they still managed to fawn all over him together, really getting the pump primed as it were. Then they said he was to wait in the foyer until they called down to him to come up and join them once they were ready. But that he was also to do whatever they told him to do in the meantime, just to ensure that he really was ready for them by the time that they called. Needless to say, they told him to take all his clothes off, and stand there playing with himself, getting himself all nice and hard and horny for them. Which obviously he did."

"Obviously."

"What he didn't know at the time, was the fact the girls were broadcasting this to every friend they knew, and had told ahead of time about. How they managed it, I don't know, but they got him to actually bend over, and slap his own ass...as hard as he could as a way of proving just how horny, and how worthy he was to be with the two of them. On and on it went, for like ten, fifteen minutes until he started to become suspicious...finally. Only then did the girls come back down stairs, still dressed of course, and then revealing to him that all his friends had seen and heard what he'd been doing. And then of course, why they had done it to him, because of what he had done in the way he had treated Carla."




I've Been Set Up Ch. 02



"Probably got what he deserved...but I am still at a loss as to why..."

"I'm still getting to that," Jackie told me. It was after that, that I found out what had happened. And even though Carla had gotten her revenge, she was still pretty torn up about the whole thing. Once again she seemed to become withdrawn, didn't want to go out or have anything to do with anyone for a time. Wouldn't even talk to me much, which was really strange since we'd always been able to sit and talk to one another. I figured then the only person that could truly help, would be her sister. So I asked Darla to do whatever it took to see if she could get her sister to confide in her, open up to her. Which she of course agreed to do. She was as worried about her as I was. A couple of weeks went by, and low and behold, Carla actually seemed to be coming around. Even more so than I had hoped. Whatever Darla had done, or said to her, seemed to be working. I was of course curious, and had asked. But then Darla said it was a "between" sisters thing, and that she had promised to keep things between the two of them. As much as I would have liked to know what she'd said, or done...the end result was well worth it. Things were back to normal again...better than normal in fact. There was obviously a lot more love and affection going on, even towards me. Little did I know until I had come home early myself one day, not feeling well. And then I found out why things had changed...for the better. Even though at first, like you...I was totally confused by it."

I had a pretty good idea where this was going. Pieces now suddenly falling into place, though where and why I came into all of this, especially after what had happened, still hadn't been revealed to me as yet.

"So you walked in on them I take it?" Once again glancing over towards the girls. Carla now laying down on her back as Darla sat up, rubbing suntan lotion onto her sister, specifically her breasts at the moment.

"I did. They didn't even know it at first for a moment or two. And I think I was too shocked at the time to do anything, one way or the other. I mean this was the last thing I expected to find the two of them doing. Locked in a '69' with one another there on the bed. I thought about leaving, walking out of the room, pretending I hadn't seen what I had on the one hand. On the other...I suddenly had other images, images of you and I Jake, and why you and I ended up doing what we did together. And then suddenly everything became crystal clear to me. Just about the time the girls looked up to see me standing there in their room. I know, and remember the looks on their faces at that moment, unsure of my reaction as to what was going on. I also knew, that the way I responded to this at that moment, would forever dictate the sort of trust, honesty and love for one another that we'd have going forward after this. I'm not saying that what I did was right...or wrong, only that it seemed the only option I really had at the time if the three of us were going to get through this together, and maintain the same openness and trust that we had always had and shared together. That's when I stepped the rest of the way into the room, closing the door, taking my clothes off when I did."

**

As much as I might have wanted to hear all the juicy details, I figured now was not the time. That really wasn't the point of all this anyway. As fascinating as all this was, it still hadn't explained what my part in all of this played.

And the fact that I now found myself sitting here with a raging hard-on didn't help much either. I really did feel like I'd been set up for some reason, and though maybe I should have been upset, even mad about it...I just couldn't be. I'd always been exceptionally close to my sister with good reason. And now my nieces, even before that intimate little episode earlier. 

"How about I get us another stiff coffee," my sister asked, standing, looking down and spotting the obvious. There was no way she couldn't have either. My prick seemed to have a mind of its own this morning. She smiled at me too, and then winked, likewise sort of nodding her head at my crotch. "And keep it that way," she added. "I think that will go a long ways when trying to explain to you... the rest of the story."

I could just hear Paul Harvey saying that, leading into what I knew was going to be one hell of an interesting tale, though I also knew that never in a million years would he ever tell this particular story either.

I reached down into my shorts in some attempt to rearrange and adjust myself as things had rapidly become far more uncomfortable. I had just finished doing that when Jackie came walking back outside with two fresh cups of her 'special' coffee. But it wasn't the coffee I was looking at in her hands as she handed me one either. Now she too was naked. It had been years since I had last seen my sweet sister's nude form, and even I had to admit to myself that it was just as spectacular now as it was then. If not more so. As "nubile" as the twins were, each in their own unique little way, there's something to be said about the beauty of a mature woman. Even after giving birth to two girls, not to mention all the stress and strife out of life that my sister had gone through, she was still quite the looker. Yeah sure, she had a bit of a pooch and a few telltale stretch marks to go along with it, so what? And yeah, maybe her breasts would never again sit on her rib cage the way they once did way back when. But I found that little bit of tear-shaped droop to them damn enticing. And unlike the girls who were totally shaved, which was of the style and trend these days, which was ok with me...Jackie still maintained a small little strip of hair for some reason, as though perhaps a reminder that she was a mature woman, and not a young girl any more. I don't know, and at the moment didn't really care. I just accepted my coffee, and actually whistled at her.

"Damn sis...you really are good looking!" She actually blushed.

"Thank you," she smiled, looking far more relaxed now than I'd seen her look, even since her arrival here. 

"And not that I mind seeing you naked again either, but to be perfectly honest, I'm still a little confused as to what's really going on here."

"I promise...I WILL fill you in the rest of the way so that hopefully all of this will make sense. But before I do that, you have to do me a favor first."

"Oh? And what's that?"

"Get naked."

I shook my head and laughed her off like she was joking, teasing with me the way she used to do. "Yeah...right."

"No, I mean it Jake. I need to see you naked before I continue. And you need to be naked so that I know you're as vulnerable as I am sitting here when I tell you everything else." I glanced over towards the girls again, but they were both lying on their tummies now, probably taking a little nap.

"Ok," I actually heard myself saying, though it wasn't like the girls hadn't seen me naked already, or that their mother had. But there was just something about sitting around like this trying to act normal and natural, that just didn't seem that way. In moments however, I was sitting down again, hard-on and all.

Jackie smiled. "That's better," though she also scooted her chair around so that she now sat a lot closer to me, and so that everything was now completely in view. We both had a pretty good view at one another in fact, and especially as Jackie purposely I felt, spread her legs just a little.

"So where were we..."

Jackie gave a small audible sigh, took another sip of her strengthened coffee for support perhaps, and then began. "We're at the part that I now tell you something you don't know, never did know. That night..." She paused again, taking another breath, though this time; I didn't interrupt her or say anything. What I found myself doing...was holding my breath.

**

"Jackie! What are you doing?" I'd asked. Bad enough she'd been holding and fondling my cock, and that I had fallen into the temptation of actually playing with her tits while she did that. But now she swung around, straddling me. I could feel my sister's pussy butted up against the root of my prick. And worse, felt her slickness as she lifted up briefly, not taking me in mind you, but allowing that super-sweet, super-tender, super-hot pussy of hers actually caress me.

"What do you think I'm doing?" She responded back. "Come on, admit it Jake, after all these years, you've thought about this moment, or something like this plenty of times haven't you?"

"Of course not!" I lied.

She called me on it. "Liar!" And then she raised up, and slid down again, her pussy lips just barely wrapping and then caressing the length of my cock as she slowly slid down. "Come on Jake, admit it. I will, if you will."

"You...you thought about..."

"Fucking you? YES!" She stated simply and easily. "Hundred's of times."

"Hundred's?"

"Ok, well maybe not hundred's...but dozen's of times yes. And I'm willing to bet that you have too, now admit it."

"OK, ok...I admit it."

"How many?"

"Hundred's." At least I was telling the truth.

And then I think before either one of us really knew it, I was actually inside her. She just sat on me looking down at herself, and then at me. I know that the expression on her face mirrored my own. A bit of awe and wonder. I mean after all, here I was, my cock totally and completely buried deep inside my own sister's pussy.

"Don't move!" She said.

I wasn't about to. I knew without any doubt, if she moved even a fraction of an inch, it was all over for me. And maybe...just maybe...she knew it too. So there we sat, for what seemed like an eternity before either one of us said or did anything.

"Touch my tits."

Crazy as it sounds, not that I didn't want to...trust me, I did. But I couldn't help wonder that if in doing that, I'd still lose it all too soon anyway. I had barely managed to regain control as it was. "I don't know..." I said instead.

"Do it. Touch my tits. I'm so fucking close now as it is."

"Really?"

"Yeah, really. Go on, play with them, touch them...help make me cum."

"Help make her cum?" I asked myself. "And what about me?"

I reached up, grabbing her boobs, not too firmly, but not too softly either. Reveling in their softness, their firmness, and the additional sensation of those amazingly hard nipples of hers as they dug into the palm of my hands. And as I did that, she rose up...and then down. Slowly, and then a little faster the next time, and the next. And then before I even knew it, we were thrashing and grinding against one another in what later seemed to me like warp speed.

The fact that we actually came together at the exact same moment seemed like one of those cosmic improbabilities. But somehow, we did. I remember her cry of delight mingling with my own. The stars in my head filling up a brand new Universe that was filled with sensations, the likes of which I had never known before...not ever. And Jackie was there with me, hand in hand...cock in cunt yes, as we slowly, gradually came down into what was the best fugue of dreamless sleep I had ever known.

**

In an instant of time, I had relived that entire moment again as she spoke. The sensations, feelings, even the smell of that night seemed to suddenly be there all over again. Maybe it was the close proximity as the two of us sat there. The fact that we were naked again in front of one another after such a long, long time. Jackie stood, pushing her chair away, and just like that, crawling into my lap again. Just like that night, her pussy only a hairs breath away, literally. 

"Jackie?"

"What you never knew...and what I need to tell you now, is that night...I didn't just take you're virginity from you, but you likewise, took my virginity from me."

And then with that, I felt Jackie's pussy once again envelope me completely. I felt her heat, her moisture, her inner core surround, capture, control and so purely engulf me. I sat, looking up into her eyes.

"Don't move."

She laughed. "Really? You're that close? Already?"

"No...far from it. It's just been a while. And I want to remember now, just like I remember then," I told her.

We sat unmoving, and then slowly, gradually, moving against one another, the tempo and speed of our coupling gradually increasing. I don't even remember standing. I don't remember walking over, laying Jackie down on the table, though I did. All I remember after that was the stars again, the sound of her voice, her cry mingling with mine again as the two of us came, in unison...together.

Oh...and maybe the twins standing on either side of us. I do remember that.

**

The four of us were sitting down now late in the evening. We'd intentionally put off discussing anything, and everything until after we'd all had something to eat and a chance to relax, winding down after what felt like to me, to be the craziest day of my entire life.

I had poured everyone a glass of wine, and we now sat sipping it, first watching the sun going down, before opening up things for discussion. And as I'd also agreed to, all four of us were naked as well.

"So you're telling me you were a virgin that night as well? How is that even possible? I mean there was nothing...you know, to suggest that you were, or that I had...well, you know."

"Then let me clear things up for you," Jackie stated. "Technically, I was a virgin...at least in the biblical sense. I had never actually been with a man before, not intimately in that way. Yeah...I had lost my hymen long before then to a vibrator I found in one of mom's drawers. So that's why there wasn't any trace evidence of my not being one," she finished confessing. But in every other way, you were my first. And truth be told Jake? You were my best too."

It was an admission I'd never even remotely considered. I had thought that the experience as a whole, was due to my sister's previous experience, and that it had been she, guiding and directing me in my lack there of...that had made it the incredible experience that it was. Now, knowing this...it was even more so.

"Wow...I never knew."

"I know. And for good reason too Jake. Because I wanted to be with you every day after that again. I wanted to experience what we experienced again, because I never really did. Not with anyone else...not ever. I came close, very close...and because I did, or at least nearly did...I knew then that one day, eventually...I had to be with you again."

She had looked over at the girls when she said that. And then I knew what she'd meant by that. "You and the girls..." I trailed off, knowing.

"Yeah, the three of us. Ever since that day, and very often after that too. We're not ashamed of it, nor do we regret even a single solitary moment of it either, do we girls?" My sister asked turning to them. As though on cue, they both stood, walking over to stand next to her, simultaneously reaching out to cup one of their mother's breasts. It was erotic, confusing yes, but crazy sensual and erotic far beyond any of that. And then Jackie likewise reached up, cupping each one of their breasts as they stood and sat there together, looking towards me.

"So...where do we go from here?" I asked.

All three looked at one another smiling, and then Carla spoke even before her mother could.

"I was hoping you'd say that."

"Say what?"

"We'll discuss other things later," Jackie said standing up now. "But right now, I need to be with you again. And I need the girls to be with the two of us while we do that."

"Yeah, we want to see it from the beginning this time," Darla added. "And we want to try and cum along with you too...if we can."

Together we headed back into the house, into the bedroom where I knew we'd all be far more comfortable. And then, just like that first time, that first night so long ago, Jackie straddled me, and then slowly slipped me inside her. But unlike that night...the girls now took up positions on either side for a moment, situated close enough, and well enough that they continued to paw, and caress their mother's breasts, or leave lingering finger traces down and across my chest towards my groin. I reached out, enjoying the sensation of slipping a finger into each one of them, felt the excitement and flush as they joined in the dance, fucking my fingers as Jackie fucked my prick. The three of us in unison now...reaching, climbing...and eventually exploding together.

"Isn't that...amazing?" Jackie asked as she lay next to me, languidly toying with my well spent cock. I had lost track of the number of times she'd cum, and of those that the girls had, having had three major orgasms myself. And now, here they were, once more lapping away at one another, by the sounds of it, their climatic release only moments away now.

"Amazing isn't the word," I offered, not sure what word I would use to describe this. Breath-taking maybe, as I was still trying to catch mine. I had cum once inside Jackie of course, and then a short time later, cum again as the three of them somehow managed to take turns licking and sucking me until I had exploded in yet again another fountain of flying sperm that seemed to cover everyone and everywhere at once. And then later, slowly...without urgency, even need, not even realizing that I would...or could, as Jackie mouthed, and so beautifully brought each of the girls off with her mouth and tongue as they held onto one another, almost cumming by osmosis, or so it seemed. Sure enough, within mere moments after that, the twins brought one another off again. Their mewls of delight, so soft...so sweet, filling the room seemed to be the breath that blew the light out on the candle that night.

We all fell into a deep, peaceful sleep. I still had several questions on my mind. But I knew they would wait. I knew that there was yet still a lot that Jackie hadn't told me. But I had learned more than enough to try and digest for one day anyway. There was only one thing I was in no doubt of now, that my life had truly changed. Whether that was for the better, or the worse remained to be seen.

But for now, all that mattered was the softness and warmth of my sister and nieces, as they curled up next to me in the bed.

To be continued... 



I've Been Set Up Ch. 03



For a moment, I thought it dream.  I began to wake, the feel of someone's mouth slowly and sweetly sucking my shaft, soft hands cupping and caressing my balls. My eyes popped open.  Not too terribly surprised to find that it was my sister who was giving me this lovely wakeup call.  And...we were alone.

"The girls?"

I guess the sound of the shower, heard through the wall, should have told me what I now knew.

"In the shower."

"Both of them?"

"Yeah, why not?  Saves water, and always best to shower with a friend anyway," Jackie said smiling around my cock as she slowly gathered the length of it in, sensually licking it as she withdrew it.  The image of the girls in the shower together causing my prick to throb hotly.  "And besides...I needed to speak to you alone anyway," she added giving the tip of my prick a quick little suck before releasing it though her hand continued to slide downwards once more.  It was hard trying to concentrate.

"Wha...ah, what did...ah you need...ah to speak to me....ohh, ah... about?" I moaned.

Jackie laughed, releasing my prick.  It suddenly felt lonely.  Very lonely.

"Hey!"

She laughed again, sitting up.  "I needed your undivided attention.  And now that I have it."

My prick throbbed all by itself.

"Don't worry.  This shouldn't take too long. And then we'll see about taking care of this."

"We'll?"

She smiled, though the expression on her face grew somewhat serious.  Not her Oh oh...I'm in trouble smile, or that something's wrong smile. So there was at least that.

"Ok, what's up?" I said giving in, now sitting up myself.  Jackie stood offering me her hand as she pulled me out of bed.  

"Come on.  We'll grab a cup of coffee and then head outside.  I'll tell you all about it then."

Although content to follow my sister's cute little ass outside, I had the distinct feeling that whatever she had to tell me, was far more important than I was allowing.  I soon found out I was right.

**

Jackie waited until we'd both taken a sip of coffee.  I sat mine down, waiting patiently.  Jackie sat back in her chair.  It was hard not staring at her bare breasts as she did that. But I fought the urge, my eyes remaining on hers as she finally spoke.

"Carla wants you to be the one."

" The one what?"

"She wants you...to be the one...to take her virginity."

Now I sat back. At a loss for words. I took a deep breath thinking about it. I was honored on the one hand that she wanted me to be the one to deflower her, but I was also slightly intimidated at the prospect as well.  It wasn't like I was all that experienced at this.  Not really counting my own sister, as in a way...that one didn't really count, "technically" anyway, I thought.  I had never taken another woman's virginity before.

"I don't know Jackie.  I've ah...well, I'm just not experienced in that particular area."  She smiled, relieving a bit of the tension for me.

"Not to worry.  Darla and I will be there to help both of you through it.  She's already asked us if we would.  We both agreed that we would certainly be there for her, as long as you agreed to it."

How could I not?  "When?"

"Saturday.  Saturday night."

That was only three days away.  Though I guess it would give everyone ample time to prepare for it, and get used to the idea.  Though when I said "everyone" I had a feeling I was talking about me, myself...and I.  It sounded like this had all been well discussed and talked about amongst the three of them before I'd been approached.  I nodded my head in agreement.

"Good!" Jackie said standing, once more holding out her hand towards me.  "Now...let's go tell the girls!"

**

The shower was still going when we walked back into the house. Holding my sister's hand, we headed towards the bathroom to tell the girls we were on for Saturday.

One of the things I really loved about my place was the over-sized bathroom.  It was really big.  I guess the one drawback if you wanted to call it that, was the fact I didn't have a tub.  Just the shower.  But it was big.  Really big. It even had a built in bench of sorts that you could sit down on to wash.  Though as we opened the door stepping in, it was currently being used for something else.  The shower doors were clear glass, so there was no distortion either. It became immediately evident what was going on, which once more caused my still hard cock to throb in anticipation. Jackie and I stood there for a moment, just taking it all in.  There was no rush here, the girls would become aware of our presence momentarily anyway.

"Oh fuck that feels so...good!" Carla moaned audibly.  At the moment, she was sitting on the bench, legs spread with her heels actually perched on the bench as well, so she was about as open, and as erotically displayed as possible. With enough room to lean back and balance herself, she sat, eyes closed with Darla currently kneeling there in front of her between her legs.  Darla had one hand up simultaneously caressing her sister's breast, the other down between her own legs as she fingered herself, all the while lapping away at her sister's pussy.  "That's it baby...right there.  That's it...suck my clit!" She groaned deeply, though Jackie and I both saw her eyes open as she only then realized we had come into the room. She smiled through her ecstasy at us, motioning the two of us over. Doing so alerted Darla to our presence as well, and she stopped licking her sister's cunt long enough to acknowledge us, before returning to it.

Jackie slid the shower door open so we could actually step in.  Like I said, there was plenty of room as we stood off to one side, now looking down, as Darla seemed to increase her efforts.

"So Uncle Jake.  You going to do it?  You going to take my cherry on Saturday?"

I nodded my head yes, though my prick was nodding it's head yes too. Jackie reached down, once more wrapping her hand around it as we stood there looking on.

Carla was grinning from ear to ear, though I half wondered if that was because I'd agreed to do this, or rather because Darla seemed to have her so close to the edge now as Carla's face began to screw up into what we all knew to be our "cum-face" as she began to climax.

Two seconds later, Carla basically exploded. Thrashing wildly now, humping her sister's face, it was a wonder she didn't slide off the bench as she came, though perhaps Darla's own face somehow keeping her penned there like that, kept it from happening.

"Ok. As soon as you've had a chance to recover here a little, we'll start preparations then," Jackie stated.  I looked at my sister quizzically.

"Preparations?"

"Of course silly.  I want to make sure she's totally and completely aware of everything that's going to happen to her before it does.  So...first things first.  Let's get ourselves showered and dried off here first, and then head into the bedroom."  She turned towards Darla, giving her daughter a wink.  "You didn't cum yet did you?"

"No fucking way!" Darla grinned. "I've been looking forward to this ever since we got here. And I wanted to make sure that I was damn good and horny when it happened!"

Once again I was slightly confused, though I had a pretty good indication of what we were talking about here.

"First lesson in preparation," Jackie told me. I want her up close and personal as it were, as you fuck Darla, so she can see everything as it happens.  And though Darla might not be a virgin, it's been a very long time since she's actually had intercourse with anyone. So we're going to pretend like she is...for Carla's sake.  Consider it a practice run," Jackie laughed.

"Just like mom used to say.  If you're going to do anything right..."

"Then practice, practice...practice," Jackie and I said in unison.

**

Jackie had already decided that the best way to do this was for me to be the one lying down.  Darla straddled me, though she was nowhere's near actually putting me inside her.  Carla lay on the bed next to us, eyes glued to whatever was taking place, or about to, with Jackie sitting on the other side, basically directing the action.

"Don't worry.  We'll make sure you're damn good and horny...nice and wet, long before we ever actually get to the fucking part," Jackie advised. 

"You mean like me?" Darla quipped, hand reaching down, withdrawing what appeared to be a silvery string of girl-goo clinging to her fingers as she brought it up to her own mouth tasting it."

"Exactly like you," Jackie agreed trying to sound official here.  "But it's also important to make sure Jake is too," she added. "The more slippery stuff being used here...the better."

It wasn't necessary to tell them how horny I was.  Not only was my dick about as hard as I'd ever seen it, it was actually starting to turn purple to some extent.  "Ok, give it a nice firm squeeze Darla.  Let's see how much juice you can milk from it." 

Darla reached over grabbing my prick, pulling up on it firmly. Sure enough, a nice thick droplet of precum oozed from the tip.  Darla allowed it to trickle down the head of my cock briefly before snatching it up with her fingers, and then applying it to her already well-soaked pussy.

"Perfect," Jackie commented, nodding her head in approval. "Though lets not just assume that your sister's pussy will be as wet as yours is right now. After all, she will probably still be nervous and a little apprehensive. So we need to proceed as though she wouldn't be quite that ready yet."

Carla reached down, testing herself, grinning.  "Oh I'm not so sure about that mother. I'm pretty fucking wet now!" She added, lifting her finger up for inspection, though it was Darla who immediately grabbed her hand, sucking down on her sister's finger.

"Yes, and tasty too!" She added.

"And speaking of which," Jackie said once more giving direction here.  "Probably wouldn't hurt for Jake to do a little preliminary pussy licking here either."

"I couldn't agree more mother!" Darla stated, and then all but shot herself off my stomach, and down onto my face before I was even aware that she had.  "Not smothering you am I?" She asked as she quickly settled in, already grinding her slick wet pussy against me, my nose all but fucking her as she slid herself around me for a moment.

"Not so fast!" Jackie cautioned, already coming over to place her hand beneath Darla's ass, forcing her to lift up a little. "Try and pretend, just for a moment that you are your sister. Imagine just for a moment that sure you're excited, but that you're a little afraid too...a little scared."

"Mother!" Carla said rolling her eyes. "Trust me, I may be a little nervous yes, but I'd have probably done what Darla just did. I do enjoy having my pussy eaten, as you well know."

I actually saw Jackie blush.  "Yes well, maybe we can overlook that last part. But humor me here girls," she added.  "Let's allow your Uncle a little practice himself here. After all, he hasn't had quite as much experience with the two of you yet, that I have."

"Something tells me there's a lot more stories and catching up to do," I asked excitedly.

"Maybe later," Jackie grinned. "But for now, how about you just concentrate on Darla's clit for a moment."

"Carla's clit," Darla corrected reaching down to spread her own pussy lips apart, her swollen nub of desire already glistening with her wetness as she ran the tip of her finger around it and then down through her equally slick folds.

"Whatever!" Carla spat.  "I just want to see Uncle Jake lick it!" She breathed excitedly.

And so...I did.

**

This time even I didn't allow Darla to smash herself down fully against my face. I forced her to sit up a little at a perfect angle, and then softly flicked at her folds, occasionally finding her sweet little clit and licking it too. I varied the tempo, speed, as well as the pressure as I made love to her cunt until her mewls of excitement began to fill the air.

"Holy shit he's good!" Darla cried out at one point. "Almost as good as you are mother..."she quickly added.

"Ah huh..." I heard Jackie say, though I heard the smile in her tone of voice as she said it.  "OK Carla, help me play with your sister's tits, just like we'll do to you when you're sitting up there," she stated.

I might not have been able to see exactly what was going on, but I still had a pretty good idea as my mind's eye painted a picture for me.  The sounds of Jackie and Carla sucking on her sister's breasts brought on additional murmurs of pleasure and ecstasy, as she hovered there above me. 

"Fuck, fuck, fuck! That's nice!" Darla exclaimed only now humping down against me in three quick successive movements as I only then latched onto her clit with my mouth, sucking it.

"Don't you dare cum!" Jackie warned her. "It's ok to get to the edge, but don't go over it," she said...though I had the distinct feeling she was talking specifically to Carla as she said that. "Actually being really close to an orgasm will make things go a whole lot easier for you when the time does come," she pointed out.

"Well I'm pretty fucking close now myself!" Darla quipped as I continued to lash out at her clit with my tongue, rapidly now, though periodically sucking and gently chewing on it as well. "Does that mean I can put it in now?" She asked rather enthusiastically.

"No...not quite yet!" Jackie admonished. "But you probably should move down now before you do explode the way you're going!"  Reluctantly, I released her clit, feeling my niece shiver as she slid down off my face, somehow maintaining contact with me as she did. I could feel the wet slick trace of her pussy as she slid downwards across my chest and belly, even as she slid over the top of my rock-hard cock, likewise bathing it briefly in her essence as she slipped on by.

"Ooh...that was nasty looking!" Carla giggled.  "Remind me to do that as well." She leaned over, now running her tongue along the girl-goo trail her sister had left, licking it up.

"What she said." I agreed, reveling in Carla's tongue as it seemed to create waves of goose bumps as she slithered down further, though Jackie barred the way of her licking my prick by having gathered it within her hand. 

"We can play...play later," she admonished her daughter, and then both of them.  "As a matter of fact, we can even tell Jake about our Feely-Friday, if you want to," she told them. "Later."

"Feely?  Friday?  What's that?"

"Like I said...later Jake.  After the lesson's over.  Now pay attention here.  Look closely Carla," she instructed.  Carla didn't need to be asked twice. Once again she had slithered up next to us on the bed, her eyes glued to where her sister's pussy hovered just inches above my cock.  Jackie still actually holding my shaft, as though positioning it. "Alright Darla, even though we know you could gobble up your Uncle's cock here if you wanted to, let's pretend just for a moment, that you couldn't...ok?"

"Ok..." Darla moaned breathlessly, though the reason for that perhaps was the fact that Jackie was currently rubbing the head of my prick against her daughter's pussy, introducing it in a way, allowing the tip to kiss the folds of Darla's cunt, her sweet nectar already trying to cling to it as Jackie continued on, rubbing it back and forth, ensuring that Darla's clit was thoroughly introduced to it too.

"Like I said, if we can keep you close to the edge, it will help a lot when the moment comes," she stated still sliding my prick back and forth, a little faster now as she literally masturbated her daughter with it.  I didn't have the nerve to tell her that if she kept this up for much longer, we'd be having to start all over again...as good as this felt.

"OK, I think Carla's ready!" Darla said breathlessly.  "At least I know I fucking am!" She added to that.

"I agree," Carla quipped, the sounds of her own fingers busily working her pussy adding testimony to that.  "Definitely time to see Uncle Jake's cock slide into my...I mean, into Darla's pussy," she groaned deeply. 

"I still wish you wouldn't call me Uncle Jake," I attempted, and received a simultaneous response from all three girls as though they'd rehearsed it.

"But it sounds nastier when we say that," they all said together, laughing, though that was also when I felt Jackie's hand come away from my cock.  And the moment she did so, I likewise felt Darla's pussy immediately engulf it.

"Ok, that's probably not quite how it will actually happen," Jackie stated, somewhat disappointed that Darla hadn't fully gone along with the script here. 

"Oh I don't know," Darla replied. "Once she can feel it trying to go in, it might be best if she simply does what I did, and just force herself down onto it. Better to get whatever pain there might be over with in one fell swoop," she suggested.

"I think I'll decide what to do for myself," Carla announced easily.  "When the time comes.  I kind of like the idea of maybe taking it slowly, taking it in a little at a time for a moment or two as I get used to it."

"You never were one to just jump in the water," Darla laughed.  "I always had to push you."

"Well you're not pushing me this time, will she mother?" She asked, as we all turned to face Jackie.  Jackie however, was currently in the throes of an orgasm.

**

I should have realized that Jackie had been playing with herself almost the entire time. As exciting as this all was, which it was...none of us should have been surprised really that Jackie had plain and simply given herself over to it.

"Touch me Tuesday," Carla sighed watching her mother, still fingering herself, though Darla too was still slowly grinding herself away, up and down on my shaft.

"Excuse me?  Touch me Tuesday?"  What happened to Feely Friday? I wondered.

"We'll explain later," Carla grinned, her fingers busily working at her own pussy, though Jackie was by now softly coming down from her own orgasm.

"Sorry...I couldn't help it," she said blushingly. "I've been fucking horny all morning long.  And before I even knew it...well, there it was."

"Me too!" Darla suddenly cried out with abandonment.  No doubt seeing and watching her mother climax as she continued to slide up and down my shaft had brought hers along too. Even Carla suddenly seemed to screw up her face again as she reached up, almost cruelly grabbing her breast, and then pulling on her nipple stretching it as she came.  Her cry of release now added to that of her sisters.

I didn't feel it was necessary to tell anyone that my prick was currently shooting ribbon after ribbon of sperm deep inside my nieces hot wet pussy.  I don't think I could have, even if I'd wanted to.

**

"Great practice session!" Darla exclaimed as we all took a seat outside a while later after having caught our breaths. 

"That would be an understatement," I said still actually a little aroused even now.  It was hard not to be with three naked women sitting next to you.  One of which I'd be deflowering on Saturday.  "But...you need to explain to me, just what the hell is "Feely-Friday', and 'Touch me Tuesday' anyway?" I asked.

The twins giggled knowingly as Jackie laughed likewise nodding her head at them as though reluctant to share the secret with me.

"Ok, it's sort of a game we all play. Something that the twins actually came up with, but we've been doing it now for what girls?  Almost a year now?"

I was damn curious to hear.

"About that yes," Carla agreed sharing a glance with her sister, though she reached over giving one of Darla's nipples a quick little pinch. "Feely Friday," she said.  "Might as well start there," she said reaching again, though this time Darla blocked her sister's attempt.

"Behave yourself, or I'll come over there and smother you with my pussy," she warned.

"Promises...promises."

"Save it for later girls," Jackie scolded, though teasingly when she said it. "Ok, Jake, it's like this.  We decided a while back to celebrate our new-found freedom and sexuality every single day.  But we also wanted to do it in such a way that it would be unique to that day, and something we could look forward to. So...on Feely Friday, we all know that during that day, we can freely, and as often as we want, and where ever we want...to feel up one another.  No matter what."




I've Been Set Up Ch. 03



"Really..." I said drawing the word out.  

"Yeah, really," the twins giggled in unison. "It's really a lot of fun and exciting Uncle Jake," Darla added.  "Regardless of what you're doing, to have someone come up and simply grab you, or touch you, or caress you...is damn fucking erotic."

I was trying to envision it.  In some ways, perhaps...maybe.  "Touch me Tuesday?" I now asked.

"On Tuesdays, we set aside some time to sit around and simply watch one another as we play with ourselves, and one another.  But nothing more.  That's the rules. Touching only, watching one another, or touching one another.  You'd be surprised at how erotic and exciting that can honestly be," Jackie explained.

Actually I could see that.  Touch me Tuesday was a bit easier to comprehend that Feel me Friday.

"And the rest of the week?  Can I assume you have things that you also do on the other days?"

"Well of course silly.  And though we sort of missed Wicked Wednesday, which was yesterday, I think we were all a little wicked enough for it to count, don't you mom?" Carla questioned.

"Wicked Wednesday," I said shaking my head.  I could only imagine the rest of the week.  "OK...Thursday."

"Theatre Thursday," Darla chimed in.  Which was almost self explanatory.  "On Thursday we usually pick out a really naughty movie to watch together.  Which reminds me.  You have any dirty movies around here we can watch tonight?" She asked.

"Yeah...a few," I actually admitted, though I had them well tucked away at the moment. "Though if you don't like any of the one's I have, there is an adult store not too far away from here we can go to if you'd like."

"Awesome!" Carla giggled.  "And it happens to be my pick tonight too!" She added. "So if I don't see anything I want to watch out of you're stash, maybe we can go and pick something else out for later."

"Great idea," Jackie actually agreed.  "We're going to need to do a little shopping still too," she added.  "Stuff we're going to need for Saturday."

"Ok, while we're on that particular day...just what is Saturday then anyway?"

"Saturday...is sensual Saturday," Darla began. "On Saturday, we all try and do something special for one another, something very personal or sensual for one another. Something to really make one another feel good."

"Which is also why, we sort of picked Saturday for Carla," Jackie informed me.

Under the circumstances, it made perfect sense.

"That still leaves Monday and Sunday," I stated.  Though I think I was beginning to get the jist of this.  "Let me guess.  Sexy Sunday?"

"Close..." Darla laughed. "No...that's sadistic Sunday," she corrected.

It almost sounded blasphemous to me.  And painful too.  "Not sure I'd enjoy Sunday's myself," I told the three of them.

"Not what you think," Jackie grinned.  "We really don't get too carried away.  A little light or mild bondage maybe, clothespins perhaps....tied tits?  Things like that."  Ok, I could see the bound up tits on the one hand...as for clothes pins?  Not so much.  I'd have to tread lightly on Sunday's if I were to participate.

"Ok, so Monday.  This one I've got...I think.  Masturbation Monday.  Correct?"

"Nope!" Darla squealed laughing hysterically, as was Carla, though Jackie fought back a snicker herself.

"No?  What then?" I asked, unable to really come up with much of anything else at the moment.

"On Mondays, we try to have sex...intercourse, with someone at least."

"Yeah...you two!" Carla pouted. "I usually just watch."

"Ok, it doesn't really fit," I said trying to figure it out.  How does that have anything to do with Monday anyway?"

And then once again in unison, they spoke. "Fuck Monday!"

I should have known.

**

We decided to take a scenic drive and then stop some place nice for lunch. Carla didn't find anything in my meager collection that she wanted to see, so I told them we'd stop by the adult store on our way back home and see if we could find anything.  We spent a really nice pleasant day together, and much to my surprise, I don't think there was a single solitary sexual comment that was made, or even hinted at.  Oddly enough, just being together seemed sensual, or sexual.  Obviously we'd all grown considerably closer in such a short time, but I wasn't really willing to bet it was because of the intimacy we'd all shared together now either.  It seemed to go deeper than that.  There'd always been this unique special bond between my sister and I all these years, without the sex.  But now for some reason, it seemed even stronger.  As it did with the twins. In some ways, I envied my sister. If this is how it had been for her with the girls, I'd truly been missing out.

It was already dark by the time we pulled into the lot at the Adult store. And though I had been in here a couple of times, it had always been during the day, and it had always been fairly empty of customers whenever I'd done so.  And though I wouldn't exactly say the place was incredibly busy, I was surprised to see nearly a dozen cars parked in the lot when we arrived.

"I'm not sure what to expect of the clientele," I warned.  Doubting that we'd find anyone inside wearing a three-piece suit or anything.  I was just hoping we wouldn't...or rather the girls wouldn't be accosted by some sick pervert or something while we were in there.  I had every intention on keeping my eyes on the girls once inside.  Though the moment we entered the store, they virtually made that impossible to do.  As though on cue, Darla took off in one direction, and Carla in the other.

"Movies...and toys," Jackie laughed standing next to me.  "And don't worry about them.  They can both fend for themselves," she told me winking. "My ex-husband paid good money for those self defense classes," she grinned. "Trust me Jake, there isn't a man alive that could lay a finger on either one of those girls and not wind up with his own balls in his mouth."

I made a mental note to never piss either one of the girls off, and then followed Jackie deeper into the store. I followed her around as she browsed through a few magazines and videos, though as she's said earlier, it was Carla's turn to pick one out.  Darla had found some skimpy, next to nothing outfit, and had disappeared into one of he dressing rooms to try it on, Carla quite naturally going with her of course.  I could only imagine what the two of them might get involved with while doing that.

"Cool! Come on!" Jackie said pulling me over towards the back.  "Been a long time since I've been in one of these...I wonder," she said more to herself as we stepped up to what appeared to be a long row of doors, a few of which had lights off and were open. I knew what they were, though I'd never been inside or felt the need to use one.  Jackie however...well that was another thing.  She peeked inside one of them, but then stepped right back out again before I could even follow her.  "Nope...not this one," she told me, and then skipped one, which happened to "be occupied" anyway, and into another. Once again she looked inside briefly, and then a second later, I felt her hand pulling me in behind her.

"Jackie?" I asked.

"Give me some money," she demanded.  I fished into my wallet, though she immediately spotted a five taking that.  She then fed what was obviously a bill slot, and in seconds the room grew much darker as a pornographic movie came on.

"Geeze kiddo...we could be doing this at home," I announced.

"Shh," she said pointing.  Though it took a moment for my eyes to adjust and figure out what she was looking at.  "There's a hole in this one," she grinned wickedly pointing at the wall that separated our booth from the one next to it.

"Yeah? So?"

"You really don't know do you?"

"Know what?"

"Watch."

I watched as she knelt down briefly, peeking through the hole in the wall into the other room.  

"Jackie!"

She stood up again with a smile on her face however.  And this time she managed to slip a couple of fingers through, obviously wiggling them. Once again she grinned knowingly, removing her hand.  Though as she did, something else came through instead.

"You've fucking got to be kidding me!" I exclaimed perhaps a bit too loudly. Getting a reproved look as she again hushed me.  

"Relax, don't be such a spoil sport. No harm no foul here," she added to that. "Just a bit of naughty fun, that's all."

I stood there watching her as she began to fondle, and then more firmly stroke this rather large-sized cock that was sticking through the opening.  

"You wouldn't happen to have any condoms on you...do you?" She asked.

I didn't. And even though I was pretty sure they were available somewhere inside the store, I wasn't about to leave to go and get one either.

"Oh well, guess he'll just have to be satisfied with a hand job then," she informed me...along with our neighbor whose dick she was still toying with.  He didn't seem to mind though, if anything pressing himself against the hole on his side, so that nearly the entire length of his shaft now poked obscenely through on our side.

I was almost jealous.  Not quite, but almost. Not only was this guys prick fairly long, but it had a head on it the size of a small mushroom.  Jackie had a hell of a time even fisting it, though she seemed to take a bit of sadistic delight in jacking the guy off, somewhat roughly in fact.  I could hear the 'suck-pop' sound of her hand as she stroked him.  Gradually the sound becoming slicker, messier as she somehow managed to squeeze out quite a bit of the guys pre-cum fuck juice. 

To my surprise, I found myself eerily, even weirdly turned on by this.  Jackie, my own sister, busily jacking off a complete strangers cock.  Just then we started to receive the warning light, a small red light that began to flash telling us that our time was about up, and that if we wanted to continue, we'd need to put some more money in.  But by the sounds of the heavy breathing we could both now hear, now that the movie was no longer playing...that wouldn't be necessary.

"You gonna cum for me?" Jackie asked, increasing the tempo just a bit.

"Oh fuck...yes!  Yes!" Came the reply from his side of the wall.  And then seconds after that, we both stood there watching this monster cock spurting and spraying what looked like a gallon of cum.

"Day-amn" Jackie drawled, still aiming it, though only a long lingering sliver of semen clung to the tip now, stretching towards the floor.  "That was one hell of a load there my friend," she laughed.  "Hope you enjoyed it!"

We soon left the room, gathering up the girls who had just barely decided on which movie they wanted to get, though it had been Carla's night to choose. 

"See anything else you like?" Jackie asked.

"Not here...not really," Carla stated.  "Is there another place around here where you can get lingerie', stuff like that?" She asked.

"Yeah, there's a mall not too far away from where I live. Maybe we can go there tomorrow, have a look around," I offered.  The girls giggled, looking at one another.

"And on Feely Friday too!" Darla said.

And then I wondered if that had been such a great idea after all.  I didn't have time to consider it further however, paying for the purchase of a rather interesting adult movie that Carla had selected, all the while being given an appraising look by the guy at the register as he rang us up.  Only then did I notice a tall, fairly good looking guy as he stood next to Jackie waiting to have his purchase rung up.  He looked over at us then, smiling...and said simply.  "Thank you."

**

Needless to say, the girls demanded that Jackie tell them the whole story, having obviously heard the guy say that to her just before we left.  Which she did of course during the drive home.  By the time we arrived, I was admittedly horny...and I doubted I was going to need to see a movie to get me in the mood either. I decided to go along with "Theatre Thursday" however, as it was tradition after all, and soon settled in on the couch, Jackie snuggled up all nice and naked next to me, the girls on the floor likewise naked as the movie started.

"Glory Hole."  The title... as the film started.  I should have known. Though admittedly, I settled in, in order to watch it.  "Who knows, maybe it will be interesting after all," I thought.

And then Darla turned to look at me, grinning from ear to ear.  

"What?"

"The closet in your study...it doesn't have a door knob in it does it? It's missing right?"

It was in fact.  I hadn't gotten around to replacing it just yet.  And then I realized.

She was still grinning, as was Carla, as was Jackie, as we all started to watch the movie.

"This is going to be fun she announced."

I was already looking forward to it.



To be continued...



I've Been Set Up Ch. 04



Feely Friday was a lot better than I imagined it would be. Though we spent the majority of it at the house, simply because the twins...and Jackie, who had warned me that nothing was out of bounds, regardless of wherever we were. If anything, it was a nice long precursor of foreplay to keep everyone excited and on edge for the following day. And though I was a little nervous about being the one to officially deflower my niece, I was also really looking forward to it.

Not surprisingly I had found the girls making breakfast without a stitch on. Reason being, it would make things a whole lot easier for everyone to cop and grab feels throughout the day with out any hindrances. Admittedly it was nice...and fun, simply reaching out to cup, caress, or briefly fondle anyone whenever they came close enough to do so. I had initially thought at first we'd all end up in a full blown orgy first chance we had. Far from it. As I quickly learned and soon after accepted, the whole idea of the day was meant to tease, and to maintain this heightened level of sexuality until much later on that evening. It worked. I think I walked around with an erection the majority of the day. Just about the time it seemed to begin to soften a little, someone would come by and pay my prick enough attention to get it all hard again.

Even watching the girls grab-assing and teasing one another was exciting. Even when the twins sat down to fold clothes fresh out of the dryer became erotic as Jackie stood behind the two of them, reaching down to cup and caress the girl's breasts until their respective nipples were standing out hard and proud. 

Once again I was a little relieved we'd decided to stay home for the day. After everything I had seen and experienced so far, I just wasn't sure how far the girls would take things away from the house. It wasn't long before I got a subtle taste of that later on that afternoon. At the moment Jackie was kneeling in front of me as I sat on the couch, almost casually rubbing my hard stiff prick back and forth across her tits when we both heard a giggle of laughter, and then running footsteps from the girls as they headed towards the main entry room.

"Hurry Darla, he's not that far away!" I heard Carla exclaim enthusiastically. I looked at my sister with a questioning look, but she merely smiled and raised an eyebrow at me.

"Come on, lets go see what they're up to," Jackie said pulling me up off the couch, literally by my cock as she did. I really didn't have too much of a choice but to follow, but I was nervously curious as to what the girls were up to as well as their enthusiastic giggling continued. 

We peered around the corner looking into the entry way. Darla stood in the screened doorway, though she had of course remained completely naked. Carla was busy peeking through the curtains out the window, and then moments later dashed over to join her sister as they now both stood in the doorway. It didn't take long before I realized what was happening here. Jackie and I had just enough of a vantage point to look out the door ourselves though at an angle and distance behind them. It was the mailman! The same guy that had been delivering mail to me now for quite some time. I almost panicked, half deciding to dash towards the door until I realized it was already way too late for that. Bad enough as it was, me showing up behind my nieces, just as naked as they were...would only have made it worse.

"Do you have some mail for us?" I heard one of the twins saying. There was a brief pause, and I could clearly see the surprised bewilderment in Charlie's face as I only then recalled it. Charlie had to be in his early to mid fifties, and I would have been willing to bet dollars to donuts that in all the years he'd been working as a mail carrier, he'd never once had anything like this happen to him. In a sense he was dumb-founded, as he fumbled briefly with some of the letters he was holding, trying to sort them out again before placing them in the outside mail box. 

"Don't worry about doing that, you can give them to us," Carla now offered, opening the door wide enough that old Charlie now had a clear and unobstructed view of the girls. Even then he hesitated, obviously confused as to whether he should simply drop the mail in the box, or actually take an additional step and hand it to one of the girls. It was only then that I realized Jackie's hand was firmly wrapped around my cock, stroking it as we stood there off to one side, looking on and listening to all of this. To my surprise, Charlie took the step. Darla pushed the door open a little further.

"Would you...like to touch our boobies?" She asked.

Once again poor Charlie seemed to freeze in place, though he surprised me upon speaking. "Really? Touch your boobs? You'd let me?" I figured at this point Charlie was experiencing the best day of his entire career. And oddly enough, I was enjoying it myself. This naughty little escapade the girls had pulled was turning out to be weirdly erotic, especially with my own sister pressing her luscious breasts into my back, all the while slow-stroking my very slippery cock.

"Sure!" The girls said almost in unison, as Charlie took yet another step into the doorway, though first looking off to one side and then the other, no doubt ensuring that no one else passing by could possibly see what was taking place here. And they couldn't have either. One of the nice features of seclusion around here was that the walk leading up to the door was pretty much fenced off by shrubbery. Someone would have to be standing at the end of the walk specifically looking towards the door to actually see much of anything. Even from here, I could see Charlie's hand was shaking somewhat nervously as he reached out, and as the girls leaned out just a bit meeting him half way as he actually place one of his hands on each one of the girls boobs. The look on his face was priceless. Even as he stood there actually fondling the two of them, you could tell that he was still in utter disbelief that he was.

"Would you like to touch something else?" Darla asked boldly.

"Wha....wha...what else?" Charlie stammered.

"We'll let you touch our pussies....if..."

"If? If what?"

"If, you let us touch your cock," Carla ventured. Once again I could see the hesitation in Charlie's eyes. I'd have again bet the house he was on the verge of turning and running, until Carla actually reached down, spreading herself as she did, her fingers pulling her lips widely apart so that Charlie had no choice but to stare down at her as she did that. "Wouldn't you like to touch this?" She asked, slowly gliding a finger through her juicy slit before reaching up, sucking her finger off as she stood there.

I'd have lost another bet. To my surprise, Charlie reached down unzipping his pants. And though it took a moment longer, he finally managed to fumble out his prick. I had to give him credit. It might not have been a long one, a bit on the stubby side perhaps, but it was fairly thick, with a rather nice-sized mushroom like head to it. Darla squealed in delight, immediately reaching out for it, wrapping her hand around Charlie's prick, leaving just the thick, fat head of his penis revealed, which Carla quickly covered up by palming it. "Go ahead...finger our cunts," Carla suggested, which Charlie began doing just as the girls continued fondling and playing with Charlie's prick there in the doorway. 

Jackie stood behind me, emulating the girls actions with her own hands, now reaching around, one hand cupping my tight drawn ball-sack, the other currently toying with a long thin streamer of pre-cum fuck juice that she was gingerly trying to stretch outwards away from my prick-head as though trying to see just how far she could get it to do so before it finally parted and fell. But as fascinating as that was...Charlie's sudden deep sounding groan alerted everyone to the fact he was on the verge of having an orgasm.

"That's it Darla!" Carla quipped. "I think you're about to make the mailman deliver!" In the next instant, he was. A thick copious amount of semen suddenly began to pour forth from the tip of the man's penis. He didn't exactly squirt as he came. It was more like a thick flow of hot molten lava as his sperm oozed from the head of his cock, forming a long stream of white sticky cum for a moment before parting to land with an audible "splat" on the cement walk just below. Darla milked another, and then yet another, though Carla soon took over for her, now gently squeezing that thick bulbous head of his ensuring that she had milked out every last drop. Only then did Charlie seem to sheepishly find himself again, tucking himself away, turning...but not before looking back and grinning at the girls with an obvious flush to his face. I saw him mouth the word, "Wow!" and then he was gone.

The girls soon after closed the door, stepping back inside. "Well...did you like that Uncle Jake?" The twins asked. Though it was obviously a rhetorical question as they glanced down and saw my prick about as hard and as swollen as it had ever been. And now I was thinking..."Fuck tonight!" At the moment, my own cock was in need of some much needed relief. But I just as quickly realized that wasn't about to happen as the girls raced off to grab the phone.

"Now what?" I asked to no one in particular. Though I could see by the expression in Jackie's face, she had a pretty good idea. It became clearly obvious what was up as the girls quickly placed a pizza order. 

"Now it's mom's turn," the girls grinned turning back towards us. Jackie wasn't at all surprised. Obviously, she had done this before. "I love seeing the look on some young man's face whenever mom does the "Oops, I dropped my towel thing," Darla laughed. "She's gotten pretty good at it too," Carla added. "Almost down to a science."

I didn't really have any doubt. And actually found myself grinning with excitement as Carla shortly returned with a white bath towel, handing it to her mother. Looking around, the girls quickly figured out how to stage this so that the Pizza guy would have to come in for one thing. And then for another, strategically placing Jackie's purse so she'd have to walk over and retrieve it, at which point she would 'accidentally' lose her towel. It also would afford the three of us an even better vantage point where we could all stand in the adjacent room, and actually look into the rather large mirror I had hanging on the wall. Staging the area moments before the Pizza delivery guy arrived, we all had a pretty good idea of what we'd be able to see. And short of him walking in to the middle of the room, and then actually staring into the mirror himself, it was doubtful he'd even know we were there unless we made some stupid mistake.

Moment's later the doorbell rang. "Show time!" Jackie quipped as everyone took up positions. Sure enough, the bath towel didn't cover up much. Jackie's full breasts certainly peeked over the upper hem well enough to allow a tantalizing hint of titty flesh just inches away. Likewise, the bottom of the towel was barely enough to cover up her exposed quim as she stood there in the doorway, holding the towel up against herself, and apologetically telling the young man who stood there with wide, surprised eyes that she hadn't expected the delivery so soon. And that she had thought she'd have more time to finish her shower before his arrival. I almost laughed upon hearing him likewise apologizing to her, for being a bit too fast perhaps. Ushering him inside, which he hurriedly did so that Jackie could discreetly close the door behind him, she then crossed around in front of him, heading towards the coffee table where her purse sat waiting for her. She had no choice but to bend over in order to retrieve it, and of course as she did that, the so called held together towel came away in her hands. She fumbled with it briefly, as though making some attempt at maintaining the covering, but then laughed, giving up, and allowing it to fall completely away from her.

"I guess it's not the first time a handsome young man like you has seen a naked woman, and probably not the last either," she said boldly walking towards him in order to take the cost slip from his hand, which he had totally forgotten about.

"Well...never like this anyway," he stammered just a little, eyes firmly glued to Jackie's nude body, one hand still outstretched even though she had taken the charge slip away from him, the other still cradling the warm carrier containing our pizza. Only then did he seemingly realize that, finally dropping his hand, even turning his head slightly as Jackie now finished about in her purse seeking the exact change. Again, part of the ruse as she took her sweet time doing so, affording the young man more than enough time to overcome his shyness, once again looking at her directly.

"Damn! I thought I had cash. You do take credit cards yes?" 

"Ah...yes!" He almost spat, his eyes only then snapping upwards again as Jackie turned, once more facing him. 

"Good," she said smiling, pointing at the table, once more bending over to reach inside her purse. "You can put the pizza over there then," she added.

We all watched as Jackie once more took her time fumbling around inside her purse, the young man walking around and behind her towards the table where she'd indicated for him to set the pizza down. He took a good look at her as he did, and standing as we were, looking into the mirror, we got just as good a look at Jackie's pussy as he was when he passed by. He in fact almost missed sitting it down on the table correctly.

He had a device on his phone which allowed him to quickly run the charges as Jackie handed her card to him, watching as he completed the transaction, though his eyes made quick, hurried glances towards her even then.

"Oh damn!" She said again.

"I'm sorry...what?" The young man said looking somewhat confused.

"I forgot to add in your tip!" She exclaimed.

He grinned broadly, looking relieved that nothing else was wrong. "No worries. I think you've given me more than an adequate tip," he announced, perfectly content. But Jackie, true to form, wasn't having any of that.

"Nonsense," She exclaimed. "I was young once myself," She actually responded, cupping her breasts, lifting them up as though to somehow convey the fact she wasn't as young, or as attractive perhaps as she once used to be. Jackie could have won an Oscar for her role. "So I know how hard it is for a young man like you to try and make ends meet," she added, once again sounding apologetic, simultaneously fishing. "You're what...twenty? Twenty one?" She now asked.

He beamed proudly. "No mam...actually, I just turned nineteen last week."

"Mam?" She asked once again. This time sounding almost hurt...discouraged. "I guess I really am getting old when young, handsome, attractive men such as yourself see someone like me, nude and all...and still call them mam. I bet I don't even compare to the girls you've been with," she tossed.

"Ah no mam. I mean...yes mam. I mean, what I mean is," he attempted, sounding truly flustered now. "I didn't really mean anything by that," he spat, trying to collect his thoughts. "I've only really seen one other girl naked, and that was my older sister, so that really doesn't count anyways," he offered. "You're the first real woman I have seen" he now confessed, blushing profusely, his eyes once again wandering of their own accord as though he didn't have any control over them.

"So in a way...I really am your first?" Jackie asked, sounding both surprised as well as excited by the prospect. And I got the feeling that things were about to head in a whole new direction here from what I'd first thought, including the twins as they both giggled excitedly, almost knowingly, though I soon cautioned them to once again remain quiet before giving us all away.

"I'll bet you a weeks worth of room cleaning mom gets him to cum for her," Darla challenged.

"You're on!" Carla responded taking the bet. "He looks too nervous to let things go that far, no matter what mom does to try and entice him," she added to that. Once again I shushed the girls, admonishing them both to be quiet lest we be heard and discovered here. Though I wasn't about to take any more bets myself...either way.

"Yes..." He caught himself before saying mam, once again fumbling with an obvious response.

"Call me Jackie," Jackie replied. "And you are?"

"Ah, Robert," he answered. "Though most of my friends call me Bobby," he again blushed growing a little more accustomed at seeing a mature woman still standing there naked in front of him.

"So am I to be considered a friend then Bobby?" She asked, catching him off guard for a moment. "Or should I call you Robert?"

"Bobby!" He responded quickly. "Definitely Bobby!"

"Well then...Bobby," Jackie said backing slowly towards the couch, and then suddenly sitting down, though she had somehow managed to keep the balls of her feet planted on the couch cushions as she did, thus obscenely, and quite wickedly displaying herself. She had even reached down, taking her fingers, prying her labia apart so that Bobby had a pretty good, unobstructed view of her cunt. "Ever seen one up close and personal like this?" She teased.

"Not quite like that," he answered actually taking a step forward. 

"So you have seen a woman's pussy before then yes?"

"Well...sort of. Actually a girls pussy, not like yours, and never quite like this," he offered taking another step closer to where she sat. The two of them clearly in view now as he did so. One look into the mirror, and the three of us would be had. Two more steps, and a look in our direction would do it as well. There didn't seem to be any real danger of that happening however. Bobby's eyes were firmly glued to Jackie's pussy at the moment.

"Have you touched anyone's pussy? Has anyone ever played with your cock?" Jackie continued to question. "Have you ever fucked another girl?" She asked obviously shocking him somewhat as he again fumbled with his answers.

"Sort of yes...and yes, again kinda," he stated. "But no...I've ah, never ah..."

"Fucked a woman?"

"Yeah that," he agreed.

"That what? Go ahead, say it. Let me hear you say the word fuck," Jackie pressed.

He hesitated, and then said it. "Fuck."

Jackie smiled. "Sounds nasty saying it doesn't it? I love saying it myself. Fuck!" She moaned softly, now running her fingers up and down her wet slit, showing him as she did how wet she truly was.

Bobby was merely nodding his head yes however, once more his eyes locked on to her fingers and what she was doing to herself. 

"Do you like how my naughty, wet fucking pussy looks?" She asked.

"Mom's gonna win!" Darla whispered. 

"Shh!" I again said looking over at her though she now stood behind her sister and was currently fondling her breasts. I couldn't help myself, reaching over, as I began fondling one of hers.

"Oh yeah...fuck yeah!" Bobby said finding voice, purposely using the word. which he had now quickly learned seemed to be a major trigger turn on for Jackie. Which it was.

Jackie continued to rub her pussy, purposely exposing her clit now, showing it to him, showing him just how glistening wet she was as she began to simultaneously finger herself. "Is this making you hard Bobby?" She now asked. "I bet you have a really nice hard cock," she hopefully suggested. "Is it? Nice and hard?" She asked, now staring at the most obvious bulge in his jeans.

"Oh yeah...way hard," he acknowledged, actually lowering his hand to caress is turgid member through the material. 

"Then show me," Jackie half demanded. "Show me that hard, gorgeous, fucking cock of yours!"

At this point, he didn't have to be asked twice. He even undid his belt before unzipping his jeans. His hard swollen member pressing fully against his tighty-whitey's, which he quickly retrieved, pulling out his long, slim member, swollen purple with desire.




I've Been Set Up Ch. 04



"Bring it here!" She demanded, which he did, as she firmly wrapped her hand around it, squeezing it, and in the process producing a nice thick dollop of lubrication which suddenly oozed from his prick tip.

"What's up with her and pre-cum anyway?" I asked, realizing I'd spoken a bit too loud perhaps, ducking out of the way, as had the girls, though they were snickering as silently as they could at my comment.

"What...what was that?" Bobby suddenly asked nervously. Alerting us all to the fact that he actually had heard me, though Jackie was quick to put a band-aid on that. 

"Oh that...nothing to worry about," she grinned mischievously. "To be perfectly honest with you, I wasn't actually getting ready to take a shower when you arrived. I was actually watching some porn in my bedroom. Masturbating. I had put the TV on pause, but obviously, it's playing again," she suggested, though the hint was certainly directed towards the three of us. "So don't worry about anything you might be hearing," she added calming his fears. Which she did, and which virtually opened up the door for us to some extent, as long as we kept the sounds we were now making more along the erotic side.

"Now...where were we? Oh yes, I was jacking you off now wasn't I?"

Old Bobby was in seventh-heaven, as was I...as the twins now knelt down in front of me, taking turns lapping away, and sucking my cock as I stood there peeking out, getting the thrill of watching Jackie as she played with the young man's cock, even rubbing the head of it back and forth against her nipples again, something she damn well knew I enjoyed, and obviously enjoyed seeing.

"Fuck...ah...Jackie," Bobby moaned. "You're ah...you're ah...gonna make me cum soon if you keep doing that," he cautioned her.

"I am?" She asked, as though the thought of that surprised her. "You mean you're going to shoot lots and lots of cum for me? Is that what I'm about to make you do?"

"Oh fuck! Yes! Yes!" He urged, hoping for just that by the look on his face.

"Hand me the pizza box!"

His confused look obviously delaying the inevitable, though he quickly reached for it.

"Now open it!" Jackie demanded.

Even Carla and Darla quit licking me in order to stand up and watch this part.

Bobby opened the lid.

"Take out a slice," Jackie again instructed, still jacking his cock, a bit more forcefully now. As he did so, handing it to her, simultaneously tossing the box back down onto the table. Jackie held the pizza slice under the young man's cock. Words weren't necessary.

"Come on Bobby. Give me some extra cheese," she asked grinning lewdly at him. Seconds after that, he was pouring out quite a bit of his cum-cheese, though the first several spurts shot well out and over the cheese slice Jackie held. Hitting her breasts instead, though she didn't seem to mind that much at all. The balance however, which now dripped from his prick tip, Jackie managed to capture on the pointy edge of the pizza slice. Letting go of his prick only then, after he was well spent, she bit into the pizza slice, surprising everyone there perhaps, especially Bobby, whose eyes were about as big around as saucers. I'm sure mine were as well.

She stood up then, placing the half-eaten pizza slice down on the top of the pizza box, and leaned forward, whispering something to him. She stepped back and appeared to be waiting. He appeared to be in thought. And then grinned. Nodding his head, once more leaning forward whispering to her. Now it was Jackie's turn to smile, though she began to escort him back towards the door. Moment's later he'd departed as we all came back out into the room again.

"What was that last part all about?" I asked curiously.

"Don't worry. You'll see," Jackie smiled, but even the twins were overly curious as to what their mother was up to at this point.

"No fair!"

"Yeah, fill us in!" They both demanded.

"Might as well," Jackie agreed. "We've only got perhaps an hour to get ready as it is," she informed us all.

"Get ready for what?" I now asked.

"I asked him if there were any women there he worked with that might be interested in a nice...naughty surprise."

"You didn't!"

"Oh yes...I did. And in fact, there is! Bobby said there's a new girl there that's been there for a little over a week now. Said he's been talking to her. Said she's the one who's recently jacked him off behind the store a couple of times. And even better...that she's told him in previous conversations, that's she's bi."

"And?" I had to ask.

"And...he's going to send her over here with another pizza in about an hour here."

"And?" I asked once more incredulously.

"And...this time, it's your turn."

"No fucking way."

"Yes way," she told me.

"Listen...Jackie, as erotic and hot as this all was, no woman in her right mind is going to believe some guy dropping a towel in front of her when she comes in to deliver a pizza."

"Who said anything about you being the one to drop the towel? Same ploy...the only difference being is that you'll be sitting here on the couch, wearing a robe. I think we'll all know when the time comes for you to open the robe and let her see just what's hiding beneath there. After that, we'll just sort of play things by ear and see where it takes us."

"What makes you think that Bobby's even going to go through with this and convince her to come over anyway?" I asked.

"Because I told him about the twins. And told him that they'd meet him around back, and let him in that way. The three of them can have their own fun...while the three of us have ours."

I shook my head in disbelief, doubting that she'd actually pull this off. Yet again...

"Wanna bet on it?" She asked.

I walked over handing her, her discarded towel. "And where is it exactly that you want me?"

To be continued...